Y'all I'm so fucking high right now but this is a massive fantasy of mine based off a few hypno files/script requests I saw on soundgasm and r/GoneWildAudio. Even if you never read the tags, please read the tags on this one lol.
Chapter Summary: Ryou is such a good pet, but setting up a scene every time is tedious. Malik finally finds a spell that will have Ryou under his control forever. OR, Malik ties Ryou to a sybian and hypnotises him, then uses magic to melt his brain and literally fuck it. NO SNUFF, pure magic sex, but very fucky. Please read tags.
Characters: Bakura Ryou, Malik Ishtar
Pairings: Bakura Ryou/Malik Ishtar
AO3 Tags: Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Mind Control, Brainwashing, Non-con to Dub-con, but because of the brainwashing, rape, non-con, Pure fantasy, Magic. unrealistic science, magic sex, Brain Fucking, Mind fucking, Malik fucks Ryou's brain, LITERALLY, no snuff, It's magic so no pain, Or very little pain at least, Spanking, Masochism, Sadism, Hypnotism, spirals, soundgasm, Trans Bakura Ryou, dom Malik Ishtar, Sub Bakura Ryou, trans author, Slutty Bakura Ryou, Sybian, Bondage, rope bunny Bakura Ryou, rope bunny, rigger Malik Ishtar, VR Headset, Sensory Deprivation, Watersports, human urinal, Swallowing Piss, Degradation, Humiliation, Praise Kink, Master/Slave, mantras, mind melting, Hallucinations, Gaslighting, Streaming, Recording, fucky Malik, fucky ending, Ryou is happy but because he is hypnotised, fleshlight, human fleshlight, Unrealistic Sex, Crying, Throat Bulge, Malik Ishtar has a big dick, no beta we die like Ryou's braincells, Forced Orgasms, Edging, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, PWP, manipulation, financial manipulation, ownership, no aftercare.
When Ryou woke up, his head swam, and a groan barely escaped his lips. His brain was overloaded with fog and pleasure, and it took him far too long to realise he was tied to a sybian, with some sort of heavy gear blindfold or headset on. The sybian purred beneath him and Ryou shook as he rubbed his clit against it, instinctively seeking the pleasure.
"You're awake."
Ryou's head jerked, blindly searching for the voice.
"Don't worry, you're safe," the familiar voice said, suddenly closer though Ryou couldn't hear footsteps. "Just relax." A sharp slap to Ryou's ass made him gasp as the sybian was turned up. The vibrations made it harder to think.
"M- Malik?" He gasped, rocking harder against the sybian. His legs were tied down on either side, his arms intricately bound behind his back, and his healed nipples with ring piercings, weighed down by a heavy chain. "Is- is that you?"
The voice shushed him. Suddenly, the headset whirred to life and a spiral appeared on a screen right in front of Ryou's eyes. A VR headset - one of Ryou's own.
"Did you- did you borrow this?" Ryou asked.
"You gave it to me," the voice replied. "You want to give everything to me." A soft hand caressed his bare neck, gently drawing his long hair away from his right shoulder and draping it over his left one instead.
Ryou's brain was still too foggy from... something. He couldn't help being drawn to the warm and soft colours in front of him, even when he tried to look away. They were so pretty.
"I've got a surprise for you," Malik whispered, breath hot on Ryou's ear. Ryou squirmed and Malik wrapped a hand around his throat, the threat alone enough to still him. "I'm going to make you my permanent pet. Doesn't that sound so nice?"
Ryou whimpered. He couldn't move. His brain was caught, begging for yes while logic tried to correct the situation.
"It's okay." Malik kissed Ryou's neck, then traced something along where his hot lips had been. "You'll love it." Ryou whimpered as a sharp needle slid into his neck. The drugs worked quickly, and by the time Malik pulled the needle out, Ryou's vision had blurred. He moaned softly, mouth lolling open as the sybian was turned up.
"Now, pet," Malik said, walking around the sybian. Ryou could only follow his voice, still enraptured by the colours. "I'm giving you a programme upgrade. This mundane hypnotism should make you sink deep enough for the potion to work."
Ryou whimpered, trying to move his head. "W- what potion?" His body was heating up.
"Oh, it was mixed in with this fun aphrodisiac drug I bought," Malik replied. "Don't worry, I'm going to make you feel so good very soon, pet."
As the drugs and spiral overtook Ryou's senses, it grew more and more difficult to resist Malik's voice, wrapping around him like a warm blanket, lulling him into submission. His body grew more pliable, sinking into his restraints as he listened to Malik's voice.
"Now Ryou," Malik said, "I want you to take slow breaths. In for three, out for six." Once Ryou's breathing had eased, Malik grinned. "I want you to picture your brain." Ryou frowned, confused. "It's so full of unnecessary thoughts and worries." Ryou's frown eased; he was always so anxious. "You don't need to think," Malik assured him. "All you need to do is relax and picture your brain. Now, I want you to picture a white bowl under it, with a gold lining. Can you see it?"
Ryou nodded, a white bowl with a golden floral rim appearing underneath his imagined brain.
Malik lifted the headset from Ryou's face and held a large bowl in his hands. White with gold floral lining. "Is this the bowl you imagined?"
Ryou nodded again, eyes wide. Malik carefully placed the bowl underneath Ryou's dripping cunt and removed the headset entirely. A screen behind Malik turned on with a new spiral, soft music running underneath it. Whispers echoed but Ryou couldn't hear what they were saying.
"I want you to picture your brain slowly melting into that pretty pink bowl," Malik said, "as your pleasure grows. Because it will. I've set up a portal from your brain to your dripping cunt, so as you get closer and closer to cumming, your brain is going to melt out of your cunt and into that bowl." He smiled and cupped Ryou's face. "It's going to be so pretty and sparkly. And when you're all done, it's going to turn to putty, and I'm going..." He trailed off to kiss along Ryou's jaw and suck his earlobe. "Well, pet, I'm going to fuck your brains," he whispered.
Ryou whimpered and rocked against the sybian. Malik chuckled deep in his ear.
"You're already slipping," he whispered. "I know you're wet, Ryou. Your brain is already starting to melt. It slowly drips down, down, down out of your pretty cunt."
Ryou squirmed as something dripped down his leg. "M- Malik, please-" A slap rang through the air and Ryou moaned from the sting of Malik's hand on his cheek. More warm slick dripped down his thighs.
"Slut," Malik cooed. He wrapped a hand around Ryou's throat again, squeezing slightly. Just enough to draw Ryou's melty brain's focus to him. "From now on, you will only call me Master." Ryou bit his lip and Malik hit him again. Ryou groaned at the sting and Malik tightened his grip. "Say it."
Ryou rocked against the sybian. His eyes focused on the spiral reflected in Malik's eyes. "...Master," he whispered.
Malik released his throat. "Good boy. Was that so hard?"
"I'm sorry, master," Ryou whispered as Malik kissed along his jaw and cheekbones.
"It's okay, Ryou," Malik murmured. "I know you're just a dumb pet, and pets need to be trained." He gripped Ryou's long hair. "Can you still see your mind melting as you get closer?"
Slick was spilling down Ryou's thighs in rivulets by now. He had never been so wet before. He nodded.
"It melts as you feel pleasure," Malik said as the sybian pulsed stronger beneath Ryou. The image of his brain slowly melted into the pretty bowl, swirling in glittering pinks and purples. Pleasure and calm rose through his body as his worries began to disappear. "When you cum," Malik said, "it will fully melt into the bowl. Understand?"
"Yes master," Ryou whispered.
Malik grinned. "Look down."
Ryou glanced down. The room was still dark, but the colours from the bright spiral gave him enough light to see by. The sybian was black, his thighs stark white against it, and the ropes blue and tight. The bowl was beneath the sybian, where Malik had put it, strategically placed and just wider than the sybian so everything fell into it.
Everything being the warm, sparkling pink and purple slick gushing from Ryou's cunt.
Ryou's eyes watered. "My-" He gasped. "My brains..."
"That's right, pet," Malik told him. "See how the bowl is only a few centimetres full? When you're done, it will be completely full, and your head will be empty. I'll have to put your fucked out brain back inside you myself. And you won't be able to do anything about it, because as I fuck you, you'll feel it." Malik gripped Ryou's hair and tugged his head up. "You're going to feel me fuck your brains and it's going to feel so good. You're going to feel me fucking away your worries and memories. You don't need such a high IQ. It just makes things so hard for you." He teased his free hand along Ryou's tits. "Don't you want to quit work and just relax and have fun? This way, you won't be smart enough to work in the first place. Doesn't that sound great?"
Ryou tried to shake his head, but his entire body shook with pleasure as Malik teased him and his brain slowly melted out of his pussy.
"I think we're about a quarter of the way there," Malik mused, pinching Ryou's nipples and twisting them.
Ryou arched against his restraints. A few drops of his brain flew out and landed on the floor and Ryou whimpered as he felt the fog overtake a few memories. Within seconds, they were completely gone. Useless ones, he hoped.
"Careful," Malik whispered. "You don't want to lose even more than you need to, do you?"
Ryou managed to shake his head and tried to stay still. The sybian pulsed in patterns beneath him, purposely designed to edge him.
"Good pet," Malik said. "Hump the sybian uselessly as your mind melts into the bowl. It's such a pretty shade, with silver and white swirls. You can feel your thoughts fading as your mind melts.
As Malik continued, Ryou fell deeper and deeper into his trance. Following his master's instructions, he humped the sybian, desperately grinding onto it, as the pleasure ramped up. His brain was melting faster, audibly dripping into the bowl.
"You can feel your thoughts melting but you can't do anything about it," Malik sighed. "How sad." Suddenly, the whispers from the hypno audio grew audible.
There goes geography, a voice giggled. Who needs to read maps? Maps are hard. So are numbers. Everything is so hard.
Ryou felt the subject drip from his head, until he couldn't even remember what he just lost. The mantras and music filled his thoughts as he lost more of his consciousness.
"Your mind is melting faster now," Malik said. "You're halfway there."
There go letters. Oops, the voice giggled. Oh well. Who needs numbers? Slaves aren't meant to count anything more than the dicks they need to service. Slaves live for cock.
"When it fully melts," Malik reminded him, "it will turn to putty in the bowl."
Ryou's eyes watered as he felt more of his brain spill from his soaking pussy and his eyes rolled back as the sybian turned up again.
There go letters, the voice sighed. Slaves don't need to read. You're too dumb for that. You're just a useless slave.
Being a slave makes you wet, a new voice moaned. You are wet because you are a slave.
"M- Malik," Ryou choked out. "Please- Please I need to-"
"Soon," Malik said, running his fingers through Ryou's hair. "You're almost there, pet." He twisted Ryou's nipples as the sybian was turned to the maximum setting.
Ryou bit his lip hard, head falling back.
Malik leaned in, lips ghosting Ryou's neck. "You're safe," he whispered. "Give in."
Being wet makes you a slave.
Cock replaces all your thoughts.
You are a slave because you are wet.
Master will fuck your mind away.
"Do you want to cum for me, Ryou?" Malik asked, running his fingers through Ryou's hair.
Cum for Master.
Being wet makes you a slave.
Ryou cried out in pleasure as Malik gripped his hair tight. His brain was almost gone, down to the last dregs that dripped down, down, down.
Good slaves cum when they are told.
You are a slave because you are wet.
You are a slave because you cum.
"Cum for me." Malik bit his throat hard, and Ryou sobbed, tears dripping down his cheeks, in pure pleasure. His entire body spasmed as he came, squirting the last of his brain into the bowl. Malik turned the sybian off but continued to rub Ryou's clit and assault his neck.
When Malik pulled back, Ryou was slumped over, drooling, and rocking his hips up for more with purpling bruises staining his throat. The white bowl with the golden floral rim was full of Ryou's sparkly pink melted brain, already turned to putty. When Malik touched it, Ryou shivered. It almost felt like Malik had touched his spine.
"Good to know it really worked," Malik teased. Malik lifted it from the bowl and snapped his fingers, drawing Ryou's attention. "Look at me." Ryou did his best to focus on Malik. "This is your brain, pet."
"Yes, master," Ryou whispered, voice rough and soft, sounding so fucked out and mindless already.
"Now," he said, kneading the putty between his palms, shaping it until it turned into a tight fleshlight. Ryou whimpered at the touches. Malik smiled, an amused glint in his eyes. "I can turn any parts of your brain up." He pulled a tiny bit out and shaped it into a dial he could twist like magic. "This is your obedience," he said. "You thought you were so obedient, but you were only at a one, so we're going to change that. I'm going to turn it all the way up to ten, one at a time." Malik twisted the knob he had teased out of Ryou's brain and Ryou shuddered. "It's at a two now. Such a gorgeous reaction. I can't wait to see you at ten." He twisted it again. "Don't hide your moans." Ryou gasped as he felt the dial turn up to three. His eyes were unfocused as Malik toyed with his obedience levels, up and down. Each touch was like a jolt of electricity, making Ryou moan and shudder.
"It's at five now, pet." Malik hummed. "How do you feel?"
Ryou whimpered, fighting the urge to do nothing more than please Malik. It was like Malik had lit a fire in Ryou's core that only he could stoke or quench. "S'good," Ryou slurred. Malik gripped his hair. "Sorry, Master," Ryou gasped. "So good!"
"What do you want?" Malik relaxed his grip.
Ryou leaned into his touch. "W- Want to please y-ah, you, master," Ryou managed to say.
Malik hummed and twisted the dial up two notches. Ryou rocked his hips against the sybian as the dial rose to seven. When Ryou moaned, Malik twisted it up two more. Ryou's entire body burned. "It's at a nine, now," he mused. His eyes turned sharp. "Beg me to turn you into an obedient slave."
A wave of pleasure assaulted Ryou and he gasped as the sybian was turned up again to the maximum setting. "Please," he cried. "Please, master, turn me into your obedient slave!" He shook as Malik traced over the notch on his brain. "I want to sssss- Ah, serve you and- and- and please you!" The words tumbled out without hesitation or thought, only the pleasure wracking his body making him fall over them.
"Once I get to ten," he said, "I'm going to fuck your brain. Are you ready for that?"
"Please," Ryou sobbed, tears of pleasure spilling down his cheeks. "Please fuck my brains, master! Make me your brainless fuck toy!"
Malik twisted the dial, and Ryou shrieked in pleasure as he came. He whimpered, oversensitive, but didn't rock away from the sybian because Master hadn't said he could.
"Your obedience is finally at a ten," Malik praised. "And yet you still came without permission."
"I'm sorry, master," Ryou whispered, eyes half-lidded. His nipples were obscenely hard, aching from the clamps, and the sybian was drenched with his cum.
"I'll let it slide this time."
"Thank you master," Ryou gasped, looking into his eyes with a mixture of devotion and submission.
Malik cupped his face, stroking his thumb over Ryou's cheeks, and Ryou leaned into the touch like a puppy seeking affection. Malik pressed a soft kiss to Ryou's lips, and Ryou melted, body responding to his with complete obedience. Malik slowly turned the sybian off as Ryou relaxed.
"Good boy," Malik cooed against Ryou's lips. Ryou flushed with pride. "Now," he said just as softly, "I'm going to fuck your pretty little brain. I'm going to fuck it until your IQ is practically gone, and when I cum all over it and put your useless little brain back in your head, all you'll want is more cum. You'll need it. You want that, don't you?"
Ryou nodded eagerly, voice soft as he spoke. "Yes, master," he said, completely gone from the hypnotism and having his brain magically melted and removed. "Please fuck my brain and turn me into your cum-addicted slut." Shivers ran down his spine as Malik kissed him again. He leaned into the kiss, eyes slipping closed. He was nothing but a set of holes for his master, but he would do anything he could to please him.
"Good boy," Malik repeated as he pulled back, "but first, you're going to suck my cock." Ryou's gaze dropped down as Malik finally, finally unzipped his pants and pulled out a long, thick cock, already beading with precum. Ryou's jaw dropped and his tongue hung out, gaze fixed on the perfect cock in front of him.
Malik pressed his cock past Ryou's lips, and Ryou moaned in pleasure. Malik grinned and grabbed the back of Ryou's head, sliding in until he hit the back of Ryou's throat. A benefit of his mind having melted was Ryou had apparently lost his gag reflex. Ryou's tongue dragged along a prominent vein as Malik pulled back, and Malik moaned. He set Ryou's brain safely to the side and thrust back in, hard, until his cock was deep in Ryou's throat, bulging.
Ryou's eyes widened and watered as he tried to breathe, but he didn't move. Couldn't, with his new programming.
"Such a good cock slut," Malik whispered. "You'd sooner suffocate than pull back, wouldn't you?" He tightened his grip in Ryou's hair. "Not like you have a choice." He groaned in pleasure as Ryou sucked, but he didn't fuck his throat. Instead, he pet Ryou's hair. "You're going to swallow my piss," he said. "And it's going to fill you with so much pleasure. But it's only going to be a fraction of what you'll feel when I cum all over your brain."
Ryou whimpered. Malik groaned at the vibrations, and relaxed. Heat filled Ryou's throat and his eyes rolled back in his head. As deep as Malik was, Ryou couldn't swallow, couldn't breathe. All he could do was shudder in pleasure, his body fighting for oxygen, as Malik's piss filled his throat and mouth until it was spilling down his body.
When Malik was finally done, he pulled out his cock. "Swallow."
Ryou obliged, allowing his tongue to hang out as proof, panting for breath but half of the piss had spilled down his tits and stomach anyway.
Malik tutted and picked up Ryou's brain. "You didn't get all of it, pet, so I'm not going to dry my cock before I fuck your brain."
Ryou whimpered but nodded in understanding. He had disappointed his master.
"Good boy," Malik praised. "Now beg me to fuck your pretty, sparkly brain."
Ryou swallowed hard, throat aching and heart racing as he peered up at Malik through his lashes, eyes lidded. "Please, master," he said, his voice cracking with need, "please fuck my brain. Make me your slave slut. I'll do anything for you, just please! I need you to fuck my brain!" As he spoke, Malik turned the sybian on at a low level and Ryou moaned, rolling his hips against it.
Malik grinned and scooped out a large hole from my brain in his hand, putting it on the sybian. Ryou moaned at the rough treatment, feeling the vibrations now wracking his whole body through his brain.
Malik positioned the rest of Ryou's brain at his cock, holding it with both hands, and made eye contact with his pet. "You're mine." He slid his cock deep into the new hole like it was just another one of Ryou's holes, and Ryou's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt Malik fuck his brain, his cock still coated with a few droplets of piss. "M- M- Mast- Ah! Master!" He moaned, near incoherent from pleasure. He could feel Malik fucking thoughts away. Everything the hypnotism had melted - geography, science, math, letters, he could feel it all being brutally destroyed by Malik's cock and it felt so, so good. Ryou desperately rocked his hips into the vibrations.
"Such a slut," Malik growled, "humping the sybian like a dog while I fuck your brains. How does it feel?"
Ryou's whole body shook with each thrust. He could taste Malik's cock, feel it in his cunt and ass, filling him from every end. The sybian turned up and Ryou's memories began to shatter one by one, random at first and then by design as Malik began to change angles.
Ryou's eyes rolled again. "It feels amazing, master," he slurred. "I can't- oh, I can't think-"
"We'll have you take an IQ test, just for fun," Malik laughed. "I bet you won't even score fifty."
Ryou whined, clenching around nothing. His bladder was full of Malik's piss too, and it was becoming uncomfortable. Another thrust, and Malik destroyed Ryou's sense of shame.
Ryou moaned in pleasure as he pissed himself, a puddle forming beneath him. Malik leaned over to slap him. "Stupid slave," he scolded. "Pissing yourself like a mutt." He didn't stop fucking Ryou's brains.
"I'm- I'm- s- s- sorry," Ryou groaned.
"You can speak," Malik noted, sounding surprised. "We'll have to fix that." He turned the sybian to maximum again and slammed into Ryou's brains. It was melting a little around his cock, simulating a real cunt, and served the purpose of destroying Ryou's brain even more, letting it leak into the floor. Malik would give the remainder of Ryou's brain to Yugi as a wedding present, to fuck as he wished. Or maybe he'd sell it to some random person to fuck. He'd decide later.
Ryou let out a primal scream. "My- My- brains," he sobbed in pure pleasure.
"That's it," Malik encouraged. Ryou could feel Malik's cock in his brains, sending electricity throughout his body. "I'm going to cum all over your brains," Malik said. "Beg me not to."
Ryou whimpered and opened his mouth but could only gasp and moan. He could physically feel his IQ dropping with each thrust as Malik fucked everything he wanted out of Ryou's brain, pre-cum and piss being absorbed already.
"Good pet," Malik growled. "Useless, mute fuck toy. I'm going to wreck you." His thrusts sped up, balls slapping against Ryou's brains, abusing it further. Ryou jolted with each hit as though he was being spanked hard. "You're nothing but a cockslut now. I'm going to transfer everything - your money, this shithole apartment - to me and take care of you. I'll sell this and we'll get a house where you can be my slutty maid. You'll have nothing to ever worry about again."
Malik's words penetrated what was left of Ryou's mind, seeping into his being. He couldn't object if he wanted too, fucked within an inch of his life, head hanging back. He could barely even remember to breathe.
Malik grinned, a vicious hunger in his eyes, his thrusts growing more and more relentless as he fucked Ryou's brains. Unexplainable pleasure built within Ryou. Tears and drool streamed down his face, his tits still dripping from Malik's piss. "M- My brains-" He choked out, words slurring together. He writhed in ecstasy. "Mah! Master, y- you're fucking my braaaaiin!"
Malik simply grinned as Ryou babbled incoherently, nothing more than a fuck toy now. He leaned in and gripped Ryou's throat, squeezing until he shut up. "I could kill you like this," he whispered. "I could make you beg for it. Fuck you until you die on my cock." He eased his grip a little, allowing his slave to gasp for air that he allowed Ryou to have. "But instead, I'm taking care of you. You're my pet, Ryou, my slave. And now? Now, you'll never be anything more."
Ryou sobbed in pleasure as Malik fucked what little was left of his brain away. He humped the sybian uselessly and Malik laughed as Ryou screamed as he came again. Ryou's unseeing eyes shot open as he shuddered, unable to stop. "I- I can't-" He couldn't escape. "C- Cumming! M- Master! Master, y- oh! You're f- fucking my b- b- braihhhhh! My brain! Too much! I c- can't stop cumminggggg," Ryou cried.
"That's because your brain is nothing but a useless hole for me to use," Malik told him. "I'll fuck it as hard and long as I want. It feels so good to cum continuously, doesn't it? You won't even be able to speak after this." Ryou sobbed, slipping away. Darkness threatened the corner of his vision, but he couldn't even recognise it. He just came and came and came as Malik's balls slapped his brain.
Malik gripped his throat again and snarled, "You're mine."
Ryou screamed in pure pleasure as Malik's thrusts grew relentless and he finally slammed deep in and stilled, groaning. Ryou slumped over the sybian, moaning and still cumming uncontrollably as he felt Malik's cum fill his brain. Malik pulled out and decided to use the part of Ryou's putty brain he'd left on the sybian to plug it back up again.
Ryou's brain was so small now, fucked hollow and filled with cum.
Ryou could only stare distantly as Malik took the pretty, white bowl with the golden floral trim and placed his brain inside it before turning the sybian off. He snapped his fingers to get Ryou's attention, but he didn't need to. Ryou could only focus on him.
Malik showed Ryou his ruined brain in the pretty bowl. "This is going to disappear," he said, "and your brain will reappear in your head. This will change nothing about its state, but it will keep your useless fuck toy brain safe. Understand, beautiful?"
Ryou nodded, still humping the sybian despite it being off. Malik snapped his fingers, and everything went black.
When Ryou awoke, he was on the floor, brain back in his head, but he could tell the difference. It was easy. He didn't know... um, well, he wasn't quite sure what was missing, but it was a lot. Maybe everything. All he could really focus on was the desire to rub his thighs together.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Malik standing over him, fully dressed and holding a phone, recording him. Ryou hurried to kneel, head down and ass up, still fully naked.
Malik grinned. "You're mine," he murmured, "aren't you pet?"
"Yes, master," Ryou said.
"You consented to everything."
"Yes, master."
"You're nothing but a cockslut."
"Yes master." Ryou rocked his hips back onto nothing. He was wet because he was a slave and he was a slave because he was wet.
Malik's grin grew as he watched the cum-addicted dumb slut that Ryou had become agree to everything he wanted without question. "Good boy," he said.
"T- thank you, master," Ryou forced out.
Malik had set up cameras all around the apartment and would from now on be livestreaming whenever he fucked Ryou. He would take Ryou's money and help him resign from his job and transfer the apartment to himself. It was a shithole, but a good studio for a dungeon. Malik would renovate it with money from the Rare Hunters and Ryou's videos into his own personal dungeon and buy a better apartment to live in now that Ryou wouldn't question where he got the money from.
Ryou would never want for anything. He wouldn't even be able to think of what he would want. Malik would keep him constantly fucked, taking his brain out to fuck every month to keep him stupid and addicted. Maybe he'd even let the others join in so they could gangbang Ryou's brain. Ryou would agree to it. He'd agree to anything now that Malik had fucked his brain stupid to post online for money.
Ryou only peered up at him, waiting for a command, a reason to exist. His cunt was still wet, and Malik couldn't fucking wait to fill him up, but it would have to wait.
He led Ryou to his bed and tied him on his back in a comfortable position, with a vibrator to his clit and the VR headset over his eyes with the spiral and a four-hour long hypno file from soundgasm playing through sound-cancelling headphones.
"Edge yourself," he commanded. "And don't stop watching the spiral until I'm back. Don't you dare cum." He hit play and left.
It was an impossible command, and he knew it, but it would make for an interesting stream from the various cameras in his room to capture several angles for his viewers, and he could punish Ryou when he got back from sorting everything out. Because Malik had responsibilities to deal with now that Ryou didn't.
Ryou would never amount to anything more than his drooling, pretty slut ever again.
Hope you enjoyed, please vote or comment and suggest a situation you want Ryou in next or if you think this should be the last chapter.