Hope y'all enjoy, this is pretty fucked but I found a fun drowning audio on soundgasm that inspired this so here you go. Please read tags.

Characters: Atem, Thief King Bakura, Original Male Character(s)

Pairings: Atem/Thief King Bakura, Brief Original Male Character(s)/Thief King Bakura

Summary: After the gods gave Atem the gift of another life, he wanted to give Bakura a second chance too. Or rather, he wanted to want to. So when the gods agreed to let Bakura return on the condition that he obey Atem's every word, Atem didn't argue very hard for more lenient restrictions. Or, Bakura is Atem's slave and lets him dress him (leading to a train groping) and then fuck him (while drowning him).

AO3 Tags: Gangbang, Humiliation, Slave Thief King Bakura, Thief King Bakura is a Cockslut, Master Atem, Dom Atem, Atem's Dom Title is Pharaoh, Bondage, Drowning, no snuff, But it's Close, Death Threats, Breathplay, Throat Fucking, handjobs, Vaginal Sex, Unconscious Sex, Fucked Unconscious, Somnophilia, BDSM, It turns out at the end to be a consensual scene lol, Sub Thief King Bakura, Trans Thief King Bakura, Transphobia, transphobic insults, Degradation, Self-degradation, Praise, Praise Kink, Trans Male Character, trans author, Punishment, Dom/sub, Crossdressing, No Underwear In Public, Groping, Chikan, train rape, Train Sex, Bathroom Sex, Drowning Sex, Sadist Atem, Masochist Thief King Bakura, Dark Atem, Post-Canon, Aftercare, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat


After Atem was given the gift of another life by the gods, he wanted to give Bakura a second chance too. Or rather, he wanted to want to. So when the gods agreed to let Bakura return on the condition that he obey Atem's every word, Atem didn't argue very hard for more lenient restrictions.

He could be kind, of course, when he was in the mood.

At the moment, Bakura gasped in pleasure and pain as Atem grabbed his hair, forcing the Thief King to his knees. Atem grinned at him but, when he spoke, his voice was low and menacing. "You better enjoy this, you little slut," he hissed, "because it's the only thing you're good for."

He unzipped his pants and guided Bakura's head towards his throbbing cock, not caring that the thief's lips were still swollen from previous encounters.

Bakura whined as Atem forced his soft cock past Bakura's lips. "Please don't-"

Atem groaned in relief as he relieved himself down Bakura's throat. Bakura moaned and reflexively began to swallow Atem's piss, dropping deeper into subspace from his partner's taste.

Atem couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride in having reduced the once-confident thief to a cockslut who craved Atem's piss. Once Atem finished using Bakura's mouth as a toilet, he began to pump his thick cock into Bakura's throat, relishing the way he responded to Atem's commands.

As he grew closer to the edge, Atem used Bakura's hair as reigns, fucking his throat. Finally, he pulled out and jerked himself out until he came all over Bakura's face. "There you go, pet," he said, voice too sweet for the situation. "Enjoy your reward for being such a good pet."

"Thank you." Bakura swallowed what landed in his mouth and rubbed the remainder of Atem's cum into his face.

Atem's grin grew and he released Bakura's hair, dropping him on his knees. He left the room without another word.

Bakura remained on his knees, still savouring the afterglow of the experience. Despite the humiliation, there was something satisfying about submitting to Atem. He touched his collar - a leather red strip with ATEM'S PROPERTY stitched in gorgeous golden embroidery. Atem had commanded Bakura to wear it at all times. Bakura hated it at the start, but now he missed it when he took it off to sleep or shower.

When Atem returned, Bakura was still on his knees, hands behind his back. A smile crossed Atem's face. "Well." He ran his fingers through Bakura's hair. "Look who decided to wait for more attention. Are you really that desperate for me?" Bakura groaned when Atem slapped his cheek, and Atem grabbed his chin to steady him. "Good boy."

"Thank you, Pharaoh." Bakura bowed his head.

Atem's smile softened to something more genuine at Bakura's obedience. "Good boy. Stand up."

Bakura obeyed. Of course he did. Atem cupped Bakura's cheek and replaced his collar with one that read Free Use Slut in the same gorgeous calligraphy.

"Wear a skirt to work today," Atem commanded. "No underwear. Remember your place."

"Yes, Pharaoh." A response that would once have been sarcastic was now so obedient, ever since Bakura had earned his collar. He was still a brat at times, but he always took his punishments.

Atem pressed a kiss to his lips, soft and sweet. When he pulled back, Bakura made his way to their shared bedroom. He picked out a short, black skirt that just covered his ass and wet cunt, a red crop top with a heart-shaped boob window, and red thigh highs that stood out against his dark drown skin. He applied sharp kohl to his eyes and painted his upper lip a sinful black.

He made his way back out to the living room, where Atem was working. "Is this okay, Pharaoh?"

Atem looked up and smiled, eyes crinkling beneath his reading glasses. "Yes, pet. Have a good day at work." He pulled Bakura down for a quick kiss before releasing him.

Bakura smiled and made his way out of the apartment. Unfortunately, he had to take the train to work, and it wasn't long before someone brushed against him. Bakura ignored him until a hand slipped under his skirt to grope his ass.

Bakura opened his mouth, ready to snap at the dickhead, but then he remembered that he existed to serve men and so he suppressed his protest with a shudder.

"What a slut," the man teased, his fingers trailing dangerously close to Bakura's pussy. He turned them around so that Bakura was facing the train and began to rub his clit. Bakura whined, but the man seemed to revel in the pleasure and humiliation playing across the thief's face. He leaned in, breath hot on Bakura's neck. "Do you like being used like this in front of everyone?"

Bakura couldn't deny the thrill that accompanied the embarrassment flushing through him. He whimpered softly, hips rocking involuntarily so his ass rubbed against the man's clothed cock as he struggled to maintain control over his own actions.

"Tell me how much you love serving me," the man said.

Bakura stubbornly shook his head, only to moan as his captor fucked two fingers into his sopping pussy. Bakura's head fell back against the man's shoulder and he moaned, clenching around him.

"That's it," the man murmured. He pulled his fingers out to tease his cock against Bakura's hole. "Are you ready?"

"Yes!" Bakura gasped, but he hadn't even spoken by the time the man had bottomed out inside him. Bakura gripped his arms tightly. "Oh, fuck!" Bakura's eyes rolled back as he was split open on the stranger's cock in front of a crowd of businessmen, several of them jerking off as they watched him get fucked stupid.

"Mindless slut," the man growled as he fucked Bakura harder. "You just want more, don't you? Well you're going to get it." Bakura's body trembled under his relentless assault, his cries of ecstasy only occasionally muffled by the train.

One of the men who had been jerking off stepped forward. Bakura was still lost in the throes of pleasure, and, dazed and overwhelmed, didn't react when the stranger grabbed his hair and thrust into his mouth. Bakura only groaned in pleasure as the man began to use his throat, and eagerly began to jerk off two more men who approached him, while the first man fucked his greedy pussy.

"Aw," one of the men laughed, "he needs dick because he only has a pathetic little clit."

"Is that it?" The man in his mouth fucked deeper into his throat until Bakura sobbed in pleasure. "It must be."

Bakura groaned, face red from exertion and embarrassment.

The two men he was jerking off quickly pulled him up so they could cum over his tits before he was forced back onto the dick he was sucking.

"Enjoy your filthy reward," the man fucking his pussy spat before slamming into him a final time. Bakura wined in pleasure as he was filled, and the man in his throat grunted and came.

Bakura eagerly swallowed, but quickly left the train at his stop before anyone else could stop him.


"I'm sorry, Pharaoh." Bakura knelt naked at Atem's feet as the bath filled. He had cleaned himself up as well as he could before work, but cum still dripped from his cunt. Atem barely glanced at him.

"Bend over the bath. You need to be punished." Atem turned off the tap. "No one but me is allowed to use your pussy. You know that."

"Yes, Pharaoh." Bakura knelt with his chest leaning on the rim of the tub, his nose half and inch from the water, hands clasped behind his back. Atem tied them there with a length of rope that Bakura would not squirm out of.

"Good boy. Now hold your own head underwater, and stay there until I say otherwise."

Atem waited until Bakura took a deep breath and plunged his head into the lukewarm water to leave the room. Time seemed to stretch on forever for Bakura as he fought to stay conscious and obey his partner's orders. He came up for air with a gasp, leaning against the tub.

When Atem returned, he quickly ducked under again, but Atem pulled him up and spanked him, hard.

"I'm sorry, my Pharaoh," Bakura whined, "I couldn't breathe."

"That," Atem hissed, "is entirely the point." He gripped Bakura's hair tighter. "If you can't do it yourself, I'll have to do it for you."

"No, please-" Bakura coughed as he was forced down again. Atem trailed his fingers down to tease his clit in circles, heart racing from the excitement of Bakura's pleas. He tightened his grip as Bakura struggled against him.

"Remember," Atem called, "I decide when you deserve to breathe."

Bakura struggled as Atem sped up, rubbing his clit in quick circles. He tried not to moan as he desperately tried to hump Atem's hand for more pleasure and escape him for air, but Atem held him firm.

"Cum for me," Atem ordered. "Let's see how much you need me." He released Bakura's head just long enough for him to take a ragged breath before forcing him down again.

"More," Bakura begged when Atem dragged him up again. He couldn't care less that he was being drowned by the man fucking him. Not when it felt so good.

"You love this, don't you?" Atem held Bakura over the water so the constant threat was there, even as he fingered Bakura into a frenzy. "You can't resist the thrill of being dominated by the Pharaoh you hated for your entire life."

Bakura's moans grew louder, more desperate, and Atem felt a surge of triumph as he cried, "Yes! Please, use me, Pharaoh! I'm yours!"

Atem's smile widened an he pressed a soft kiss to Bakura's lips before kissing down his back. Bakura sobbed in pleasure as Atem licked his clit and began to eat out his sopping cunt. As Atem continued to pleasure Bakura's slick and swollen cunt, he felt a wave of possessiveness wash over him. Bakura's pussy belonged to him, no one else. Bakura belonged to him.

"Gods, Atem!" Bakura cried, rocking his cunt against Atem's tongue.

"You're so beautiful when you're like this," Atem whispered. He gripped Bakura's hips, holding him steady as he lapped at Bakura's hole. "But it's Pharaoh to you." He spanked him hard again before continuing to drag his tongue along Bakura's twitching pussy.

Bakura whined, hitching his hips back again. "I'm sorry, Pharaoh-" But Atem was already forcing him back under. Bakura screamed in pleasure as Atem began to fuck him with two fingers, struggling as he quickly ran out of air, and he came underwater.

Atem simply watched, amused, as Bakura struggled against him, caught in the throes of an unrelenting orgasm. "You're mine," he said, dragging Bakura up again. He pressed his cock deep into Bakura's cunt.

"No, no, no, please!" Bakura trembled. "It's too much!"

Atem shoved Bakura down again. "You love it." He began pistoning into his pet again as the theif bucked in the water, desperate for air. "That's it, take it all. You don't get to breathe until I cum." Atem watched in satisfaction as, despite the warning, most of Bakura's air was spent on his moans. "Come on, baby, you can be louder," he taunted. "I can hardly hear you."

He increased his tempo, driving his cock deep into Bakura's quivering hole with each thrust. Bakura's eyes rolled under the water as he sobbed in pleasure, choking on the water. He started to cough, but Atem only pushed him further down as his pussy spasmed around Atem's cock, and Bakura began to drown.

Atem watched with sadistic delight as Bakura's struggles began to subside. "Just a little longer." His thrusts were harder as Bakura's lips began to pale under the water, a blue tint spreading through them. His eyes fluttered closed and his body bucked a final time, squirting on Atem's cock and screaming in pleasure as he slipped into unconsciousness.

Atem groaned as Bakura's cunt, the only part of him still able to fight, convulsed around him. He let go and Bakura floated to the top of the tub, but he couldn't lift, and Atem couldn't bring himself to care. Not when Bakura's pussy was so inviting and warm. With a primal roar, Atem released his pent-up seed deep within Bakura.

Finally, he dragged Bakura out of the bath, examining his fucked out, unconscious pet. "It's important to pee after sex," he mused before slipping his soft cock past Bakura's lips. He groaned as he began to relieve himself. Bakura swallowed reflexively as Atem's piss spilled down his throat, even in his unconscious state.

"Good boy," Atem praised. When he was done, he untied Bakura, dried and dressed him, and made sure he was breathing okay. Then, he carried him to bed and climbed in with him.


Bakura groaned when he woke up. "You're such a dick."

"You never called red light, and you specifically told me to fuck you unconscious." His partner, Atem, laughed beside him. "You loved every second of it."

Bakura flushed and looked away, his cunt still dripping cum. "You're still a dick."

Atem hummed and pulled him close, cuddling him. "I didn't do anything you didn't like?"

"Nah." Bakura kissed Atem's hand. "Seriously, that was pretty fucking hot, Atem. Could have done with you going a bit further, if I'm honest."

Atem stared at him, eyes wide. "Further?"

"Yeah." Bakura grinned and nuzzled into him. "Will you make coffee today?"

Atem huffed but pressed a soft kiss to Bakura's lips. "Fine, but next time, I'll show you further."

"I look forward to it," Bakura purred, "my Pharaoh."


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