A/N: Yeah... I need to up the ratings again because of this chapter. Well, what'd you expect then since from the start this fic already implied that something not good is going to happen...

He could smell the person's approach even before he could see the man stepping out to kneel in front of him. Why on earth... did that person have to smell so good? He hadn't really thought about it before... he had no reason to think about it anyway, but that might've been the reason why as much as many of the things Jitt had said to him should have sounded a lot of alarm bells... he never really end up acting on it and continued to 'trust' everything that the man told him to do.

Keiwa glanced up to face the man as Jitt started to caress his face, his cheek and neck. And as much as Keiwa knew that he needed to pull himself away from the uncomfortable touch, he found that he was incapable of making any kind of movements on his body. Either out of sheer fear of that man, the fact that his whole body was completely numb right now and—heavens forbid, did he even want himself to be touched inappropriately like this by Jitt? No... that can't be true, there's no way—!

Jitt suddenly ran his fingers over his cheek and slipped those same fingers into Keiwa's half-opened mouth. Keiwa could even taste the saltiness of his own tears as Jitt's fingers played with his tongue.

"Soon... Geats will come here to try to save you, and you will fulfil your purpose to take down that meddlesome fox for good!"

"Nngghno—!" Keiwa struggled to voice his protest despite the presence of the gag on his mouth. No! He won't do what they want! He's not going to continue being moved like a puppet for—Out of the blue Jitt suddenly untied the gag that's been restraining his mouth for quite some time now...

"Did it hurt so much here—?" asked the game master as Keiwa took the opportunity to clamp his mouth shut, now that his mouth was free. Jitt ran their fingers over Keiwa's lips again as he winced when the fingers poked on a sore spot—

—And then suddenly Jitt grabbed hold of his jaw and forced a kiss onto his lips!

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Keiwa tried his best to refuse the man's advances even as Jitt's mouth was pressed so closely against his own and one of Jitt's hands placed at the back of his neck to prevent him from pulling away. And he could barely sense where Jitt's other hand was placed at his back—wait, why was the hand starting to move further down his body... ah, no... no! Don't go there—!

Keiwa could barely make any sound as Jitt's hand started to slip into his trousers and molest the lower parts of his body so shamelessly—

"Aah!" Keiwa let out a frantic cry as Jitt took that opportunity to invade Keiwa's mouth in a forceful kiss. And Keiwa realised in horror belatedly as he sensed something being forced into his now-open mouth by the hypnotic game master. Yet between the 'kiss" and the assault on his lower body, Keiwa couldn't do anything about it as Jitt's tongue pushed the foreign object down Keiwa's throat. The game master immediately released him once the deed was done.

Keiwa weakly stared back at the man as Jitt grinned at him widely. "You shall not escape from my control—!"

He was about to say something back before Keiwa felt something prick the back of his neck. He could feel something that felt like a collar being fastened around his neck, which reminded him of the vines that used to be wrapped around his neck during one of the previous DesiGra rounds.

Jitt let out a soft chuckle. "I'll be looking forward to what happens next!" growled the man again as Keiwa felt himself losing consciousness...

And why on earth did Jitt still smell so good... so sweetly good...

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And also Ace... please don't come here!

xxx

Ace suddenly froze up, just as he and Win were about to enter the mansion. Win turned around to look at him.

"What's wrong?" asked the man as Ace hastily shook his head.

"It's nothing..." Ace just brushed the concern off as they entered the place.

Inside, Win suddenly let out an exclamation as the interior seemed to have changed drastically from the last time he was inside this same place. Somehow, the interior of the mansion had been transformed into a maze... just like the Labyrinth game that they used to be a part of a few DGP games prior.

As if sensing their arrival, multiple holographic screens suddenly popped up from around them as the displays showed different scenes inside a certain room. But there was one certain commonality that remained on the many screens, which was the fact that the displayed show Game Master Jitt and his unconscious captive. Ace felt a sharp prick in his heart as one screen showed Keiwa fully; his face bruised in some parts, his mouth gagged and his lips cracked and cut and bled... and looking very weak and worn out. Jitt let go of his hold of Keiwa's face before standing back up on his feet.

One of the 'cameras' just zoomed in towards Jitt's face as he glanced up towards the screen to announce the start of the extended final round of his now-christened 'Punishment game round'.

[GAME... START... NOW!]

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A new set of counters started to appear on each holographic screen, as it started counting down steadily. Both Win and Ace frowned as they realised what the set of numbers was supposed to present.

It was the amount of time given to them to try to save Keiwa before it was too late.

A/N2: Heh. On AO3 I actually had a minor Jitt/Keiwa tag attached to this fic. So I need to justify the usage of that tag smh...