Update! Finally! Yeah, I'm kinda pissed at myself for not being able to find time with a connection that supports data upload so I can update. I've had loads of problems and everything seems to have been stacked against me updating!
To anyone who asked me for that chapter and never got it: My mail has been messed up along with everything else, some mail has sent and some hasn't! I don't know which has sent! Just tell me again if you didn't get the chapter, not it's sort of half sorted I might be able to get the mail through!
Now to reply to my wonderful reviewers!:
Joey – lover: Looks like you're killing Pegasus then! I dun like him anyway
Terri: Err... Malik got himself into a lot of trouble. And yes, if I was anywhere near 18 I would make a AFF account and put my lemons on there, but as I'm only 13, I can't. And I dun like MM. The layout confuses me. .
Dark Magician Girl / Hikaru: Err... No reason for torturing Malik, I just wanted to and I can, so I did. ' Feel free to hurt me. Did ya get the lemon? &Points to note above& &Shakes fist at NTL&
Malik couldn't help the feeling of nervousness that grew on him in the hours before 11:00. He'd taken a bath so he was nice and relaxed, and was just pulling his bath robe on as the doorbell rang. Realising he defiantly didn't have time to change, and feeling slightly sick with worry, he pulled the plug out and went to answer the door, hoping, for his own sake, that Pegasus wouldn't mind or notice that he was wet.
"So, you're Malik. You look even better than your employer."
The person at the door had silver-white, shoulder length hair that covered one of his eyes and was wearing a red dress suit with white shirt and handkerchief. It was hard for Malik to believe that this was Maxamillion Pegasus, creator of Duel Monsters. But that was the only time Malik had to think, before the door was slammed and locked and he was shoved back onto the sofa, his small amount of clothing being thrown to the floor. Hands roamed over his body, discovering the new turf, and finally fingertips touched his cock, flooding his body with a slightly dirty, used feeling. Ok, so he knew who the guy was, but he knew he would have at least offered an introduction, but he knew it wasn't his place to contradict this man. He hated to word it like this, but he was Pegasus's pleasure toy for the night.
His limp manhood was throbbing lightly by this point, and he felt as the rubber ring slipped over him, tightening around his base. He opened his eyes, didn't remember closing them, and stared up at the man kneeling above him.
"Touch yourself. I want to hear you begging, see you crying." Pegasus said, taking one of Malik's nipples harshly between his teeth and tugging at it, making Malik cry out, his face screwing up in pain as he reached a shaky hand down to his erection and began to stroke himself.
"Good boy." Pegasus muttered, licking his lips and watching the Egyptian's hand move over his arousal. Pegasus then crawled a bit further up the boy beneath him and sat on the top half of his chest, his arousal brushing against Malik's lips. Slowly, reluctantly, Malik opened his mouth, silent tears beginning to roll down his cheeks, much against his will. He began to run his tongue up and down the older man's cock; he never remembered having felt more degraded or humiliated in his whole life.
Malik's arousal was a painful, throbbing ache and he was desperate by this point. He knew the other was no where near done with him, but he already felt like he was about to pass out from this pent up need for release. He knew Pegasus wouldn't allow him to release 'til he was done with him as well; but Malik also knew this was his own fault. He was the one who had agreed to work for Marik, and he was the one who had turned down the offer to have Marik do this in his place.
During the time he had been thinking, Pegasus had shifted himself back down Malik's body and positioned himself at the Egyptian's entrance. Malik looked pleadingly up at the other, who paused for a few seconds.
"Are you not enjoying yourself, my little whore?" Pegasus murmured, bending to nibble harshly at Malik's neck. He didn't like to admit it, but he was badly frightened, he detested every second and just wished the time away, but he was scared of what the elder would do to him if he told the truth, so he simply turned his head away.
"Aww, oh well, you'll be enjoying yourself soon, you look like the sort who likes it rough. So..." And with that, no other warning, Pegasus thrust roughly into the smaller boy beneath him. Malik wasn't thinking this in a complimentary way, but this guy was huge! It was almost unnatural! He tossed his head back a screamed, panting harshly and writhing, his whole body unconsciously tense, but whatever he did, the pain consuming him was so immense, and nothing he could do would relieve it in the slightest. Trying to take his mind off a small portion of the pain, he started to wonder if Pegasus had had cosmetic surgery. He shuddered at the thought. If it was true, he wondered how any guy could even think about that! He felt sick just wondering about it! But then he did have a painful throbbing need for release situated between his legs, and an all consuming agony just behind.
"Did... I... say... you... could... stop... touching... yourself?!" Pegasus panted, thrusting roughly and repeatedly into his tender passage. Malik put his shaking hand back onto his cock and concentrated on the small amount of pleasure it brought him, it was all he could do. But the sudden addition of a large amount of extra pain made ignoring it impossible. And, judging by the wet feeling in his passage, he was going to be immobile for a few days yet. He was beyond expressing this sort of agony, he was actually amazed he was still conscious, but that was probably because he was in such pain it would be impossible for him to pass out.
"That's not... a very... good attempt...! Do... it... harder! I... want you... to come... the second... I take this... off! So... unless you want... me to have to... do it..."
Malik didn't need telling again. Grabbing his cock, he began to pump it vehemently, waiting 'til he felt the kick inside him begin to build to paralyzing heights. Pegasus finally released, and got up, putting his cloths back on, before throwing a wad of cash at Malik and walking out the door.
Malik tried to move to get up, but it soon became apparent that while he'd been completely lost, he'd been tied to the feet of the sofa, and that cock ring was still deigning him his heaven. He began to shout, calling as loudly as he could for anyone who could hear him, but soon, his exhaustion took him, and he passed out, tired, bound, and desperate.
He awoke to a loud banging on the door and frowned, checking the time, only to see it was nearly 12:00 midday, and he recognised the angry, desperate shouts as Marik's. He tried to get up, and then remembered he was still tied. He tried to shout this to Marik, only to discover his voice was horse and quiet from all the screaming he had done the night before. He finally gave up, deciding that Marik would eventually get in, and would be able to help him. The sofa beneath him still felt a bit wet and he realised he must have been steadily bleeding since the injury had occurred, well, each movement must have ripped the tender skin again, so he lay still and waited.
Marik finally broke the door down, and ran straight to Malik's side, undoing his bonds and taking the cock ring of his now limp manhood.
"Are you ok?" Marik said, helping his little double to sit up. Malik winced, so the other laid him down on the sofa again.
"A bit sore."
"And that's a bit of an understatement." Marik said, as Malik smiled slightly and nodded.
"Let me go and get you some of those painkillers." Marik grinned, Malik sitting up carefully and wincing as some other injuries made themselves apparent.
"I should never have let you deal with him! Why I even mentioned...! Oh god if he'd done to you what he did before! If he'd cut..."
"Marik! Forget it. It's ok, I've had worse. It's a one off."
"But..."
"No buts. Just forget it. Oh, here." Malik fished the wad of cash from down the side of the sofa and threw it over to Marik.
"What's this?"
"My pay from last night."
"But... Pegasus already paid me. How much is there here Malik?! What did you do?!" Marik exclaimed, thumbing through the cash.
"I didn't do anything! And I certainly didn't steal it if that's what you're thinking!"
"But, why would he pay me, then pay you almost double?! It doesn't make sense!"
"Maybe he was drunk. It's happened before." Malik muttered, taking the pills Marik handed him and swallowing them dry. It was then he remembered the day.
"Holy shit! Ishizo's gonna kill me!"
"Wha...?"
"It's Monday! I've got fucking school!"
Marik blinked slightly in surprise, then doubled over laughing.
"What on earth are you so worried about?! It's school Malik! What does it matter?!"
"It matters Ishizo's gonna kill me! That's why it matters! She wants me to go into Egyptology or something, so if I miss school I won't get the degrees I need!"
"What do you wanna do?" Marik frowned, leaning up against the wall and helping himself to a beer from the fridge, tossing one to Malik.
"I dunno, I've never really given it any thought. But why doesn't school matter Marik?!"
"Cause you don't need school to do your new job."
"My new job...?"
"You're working for me now, aren't you? You don't need degrees to be a whore."
Malik stared. He wasn't doing this for his whole life! It was temporary! Just so he had cash in his pocket while doing something he enjoyed! Most of the time...
"But... I'm not doing this forever! I want to get a proper job when I'm older!"
"Once you're in the whore trade, you can't get out. This is you now. And don't think you can turn round and back out now, you've had your first customer, and from now on, I'm gonna be getting calls requesting you, if you did a good enough job last night."
Flopping forward in his seat and resting his head in his hands, Malik simply started at the floor, his mind trying to process the new information. He was a whore. And now he was for life. Ishizo really would kill him now. He'd already screwed his whole life, just for a few good fucks. Just to keep in touch with Marik.
"There's no way out?" He muttered flatly, still unable to process the information. Marik nodded. That nod felt like a death sentence to Malik. He was stuck like this for life now. Stuck with dealing with perverted freaks like Pegasus.
