Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ancient Lust ❯ The Pleasure Slave ( Chapter 1 )

Hey folks, how ya doing? This is one of my first few fics that I've created which is set in Ancient Egypt. There are a couple of lemons, few rape scenes and bloody scenes just to warn you before hand so if you don't like, don't read. Now here are the characters and their Egyptian names:

YGO Chars

Pharaoh Yami

High Priest Seto (Who the story mainly resolves around)

Jono (Joey)

Teana (Tea)

Tris (Tristan)

Bakura (Yami Bakura)

Malik (Marik-the hikari, not the yami)

Serena (Serenity)

Mysticy (Mai)

Devlin (Duke-Bad guy)

Pandarus (Panik the Eliminator-Bad guy)

Arcanius (Arkana-Bad guy)

Keithero (Bandit Keith-Bad guy)

OC Chars

Asha (Seto's Pleasure slave)

Hikana (Asha's dying grandmother)

Nileoi (Asha's younger friend)

High Priest Simon Muran (Yami's elderly advisor and friend)

Marlena (Yami and Seto's elderly caretaker)

Goleo (Leader of High Council)

A lot of people huh? There might be a few spelling errors and I apologise if there is. They always seem to sneak away... anyway I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh but the OC's are mine... well maybe except not Simon Muran since he's in Yu-Gi-Oh: Forbidden Memories but you get the drift!

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Egypt was prosepering beyond anything else then it would have expected. Practically all the great cities beneath Ra were living in harmony... and yet there were some towns that have not quite yet reached that stage...

In the great city of Amenhenka, there was the most powerful yet greatest man who ruled, Pharaoh Yami. Unlike some of the previous Pharaohs, Yami was a more kind, considerate and caring Pharaoh but could also be hard, stern and quite dangerous if provoked, but that rarely happened. He was also known as the Game King and has never been defeated once.

His followers were quite loyal to him as are his people. They worked quite hard and Yami had lowered the taxes quite a bit and made the life much more easier for the people. Like once in a while hosting festivals or something to let the workers relax. But like all good things there were some bad things.

The respected High Priest, and one of Yami's bestest friends, Seto, was not quite that good. He had a vicious temper at times and it was wise not to trifle with him so. He was a great wielder of magic and could control many monsters, especially the fearsome, legendary Blue Eyes White Dragons. Yet Seto was fiercly loyal to Yami and would do anything for him if the time was called upon.

The High Priest was always feared by the people and Seto seemed to like it that way. He also liked delivering punishments and sorts. Yami had seen this many times and tried to persuade his friend to be more at ease and calm. Seto tried but it was really no use.

Also Pharaohs, high ranked followers and High Council members were allowed other things... pleasure slaves. Many of the previous Pharaohs loved taking in pleasure slaves, whether a young girl or boy and having sex with them day in and day out. Yami, however, was not thoroughly into this. He felt somewhat disgusted on taking some young teenagers out of their homes just to have sex with them. Besides, Yami had met someone that had changed his life... a young girl named Teana and the two fell in love.

However, Seto, on the other hand, seemed always to be lusting and always felt a need for a pleasure slave so he could break. Yami was not pleased by this but yet could not persuade his friend to change his ways. And even if Yami had banned this certain privilege, Seto would go behind his back and Yami did not want that. Reluctantly Yami let Seto continue some of his ways, but luckily it was not that often.

* * *

The very next day as the sun rised above the horizon, an important event was going to happen. It was Seto's 18th birthday and usually at the age of 18, which was a very important age for a young man, they could take in a pleasure slave to own and... well... do whatever they please with them.

The palace was bustling about getting ready for the party arrangements for the young priest that night. Gifts were being bought or traded and the feast for later that day being prepared. Yami wanted everything to be perfect for his friend, since the High Priest demanded perfection from everyone with the exception of Yami, since he was the Pharaoh. As the other tasks were being handled, only one remained. To find the perfect pleasure slave for the voracious priest.

Goleo was Yami's advisor, a member of the High Coucil and also a very good friend.Yami trusted Goleo with all his heart and Goleo had never disobeyed a single order Yami gave unless he gave a good reason otherwise. Yami usually sent Goleo with some guards to choose the young teens for Seto's... pleasure...

It was after lunch when Yami decided to call for him. A few minutes later Goleo returned and did a bow till Yami told him to rise.

"Yes my Pharaoh, what is it that you ask?"

"It is time for you and your followers to go out and choose a selection of pleasure slaves between the ages of 14 and 17 for the selection of Seto's gift" Yami said.

"Yes my lord. How many should we select?"

"7 boys and 7 girls shall suffice... and when they are returned here you shall choose the best one for Seto".

"Of course my lord... and what will happen to them if none of them seem pleasing enough?" Goleo asked.

"Return them to their families" Yami said. Before Yami became Pharaoh, if none of the young teens seemed sufficient for one of the higher ranking people then they would all be executed or hung but Yami changed that law.

"Of course Pharaoh. I shall return in an hour's time" Goleo said and with another slight bow, left the dining room. Yami sighed and turned to his love Teana, a red haired girl, who was with him the whole time as he talked to Goleo.

"I don't know my love... I wish Seto would get over his ways" he said, massaging his temples.

"Don't worry Yami... soon enough I believe Seto will find someone soon to settle his heart" Teana reassured him. Yami sighed and pulled her into his arms, resting his head on hers.

"I hope so my love... for if he does not then there will be great peril..."

* * *

Goleo, along with four other men that were a few ranks below him and at least 2 guards with each of them, they all set out into the streets of Amenhenka. Goleo had already told each of the men to choose how many young teens, whether girl or boy before they went their separate ways through the busying streets.

Goleo had already found a handsome young boy who, though not willingly, followed him and the guards. Goleo assured the boy that if he is not chosen he will be returned to his family immediately.

Searching along many houses that was slightly farther from the palace, Goleo came upon a sort of rundown one but that was yet still stable. Upon knocking a young blond haired boy answered the door. He looked handsome, yes, but seemed too strong willed and rough and the High Priest did not really like these types.

"I have been sent from the Pharaoh Yami in selecting a young female or young boy for the High Priest pleasure slave for this evening. Is there anyone else who lives here with you?" Goleo asked in a kind voice.

The young blond eyed him, the two guards and finally the young boy but knew best not to fight. He sighed.

"I live with five people my lord, though two are not here. Would you like to meet the other three?" the young boy asked. Goleo nodded and the blond permitted access inside.

It was a clean place if you ignore the fact that part of the house was crumbling away but the blond didn't seem to mind. He led Goleo to a room where a young pointy haired brunette was tending a sickly old woman and a young girl with long black hair and blue streaks was helping him. They both turned to face Goleo.

The brunette was also handsome, but like the blond, seemed to strong willed and tough as well. However the girl... she seemed to catch Goleo's eye. It was something about her... just something...

"State your name" Goleo asked the young girl. She trembled slightly and looked at the brunette, who gave a reassuring nod.

"I-I'm A-Asha" she stammered slightly. Goleo nodded and smiled.

"My dear, I have chosen you for the selection of a pleasure... servant for the High Priest's birthday from 13 other young teens. How old are you?"

"Sixteen my lord" she responded quietly.

"I see... do not worry young one. If you are not selected you will be returned immediately to your family here" he reassured her.

"And what if she is chosen?" the blond asked. Goleo was silent for a moment before responding.

"That will be up to the High Priest..." he said. The girl named Asha seemed absoloutely frightened by this yet there seemed to be some determination in her eyes.

"When do I leave?" she asked.

"Right now with me" Goleo said. Asha nodded, though she was still shaking. She turned to

the sickly old woman, who seemed to be near death by her apprearance. The girl gave the old woman a hug and then hugged the brunette and the blond, telling them to say bye to the others for her. They nodded and sadly waved goodbye as Asha followed Goleo, the guards and the other young boy sadly.

* * *

After an hour, like Goleo promised, all his other men and guards returned with the young teens. Goleo told the two teens he selected to stand with the other children in the middle of the room.

Yami came out of a corridor and upon seeing him, the children immediately bowed, shaking slightly. Yami chuckled and waved his hands.

"Oh no... its alright. Rise" he said and they did so. He went over to Goleo.

"So these are the ones... good thing the High Priest is not here at the moment" Yami said.

"Yes... good indeed..." Goleo responded.

"Well I'll let you make the selection" Yami replied before leaving.

Goleo took a deep breathe and sighed. He hated doing this. Why was the High Priest so damn lustfull? Why in the name of Ra must he do this to these young people? But he knew he had a job to do and went up to the young children.

Some were shaking and some were crying as Goleo walked up and down between all of them. 7 boys and 7 girls were to choose from, and some were absoloutely gorgeous and outstanding. But then his eyes came on Asha again.

She had her head down was shaking also, but was otherwise standing still. And there was that feeling again, that there was something about her that was more unique then the other children. And she was so beautiful that the others paled compared to her. Her arms, legs and body so slender but yet not skinny; the colour glossy but not pallid. Her hair shined in the sun and her eyes had some type of sparkle in them. Goleo hesitated but knew that she was the one. Only rarely did this happen, and when it did, it was Ra who seemed to know and acknowledge this.

"I have made my selection" Goleo announced and all the children massed around him and looked at him fearfully and tearfully.

Goleo took Asha by the arm and pulled her towards him. When the girl realised this she looked at him with fearful, pleading eyes. But Goleo knew that he couldn't change his choice.

"Guards! Return these other children to their families. I have made my selection" he ordered. The guards gave a quick bow before ushering the other cheering children out of the room and outside.

Goleo looked down at Asha, who kept looking at him beggingly, as if pleading for him to change his decision. Goleo sighed.

"Come my child... we must get you prepared for tonight..." he said as he started walking down a corridor. Asha, feeling more scared then ever, followed him.

Goleo led the girl down many halls till he game to a large room where an elderly woman resided. Upon seeing Goleo she bowed and Goleo told her to rise. The old woman's eyes came upon the young girl.

"Is this the one that is chosen for the High Priest's pleasure slave tonight?" the old woman asked. Goleo nodded.

"By Ra, yes she is. But there is something about her Marlena that is something special beyond the other children... like as if she-"

"Is the one" Marlena finished off for him. Goleo nodded.

"Well I do hope she is or else who knows how many other children the High Priest will go through after" Goleo said, shaking his head sadly.

"Anyway, have her bathed and get her prepared Marlena. Also give her something to eat as well... I must send a letter to her family to let them know she was selected and then I must attend to other things" he said. Marlena nodded and Goleo walked off, passing Asha as he did. He gave one last look at her before leaving.

Marlena beckoned Asha to come forth and Asha did hesistantly.

"Come my child... let us get you clean and well fed. What is your name?" she asked.

"Asha" the girl whispered.

"Come Asha" Marlena said again kindly as she led her to another room that was adjoined to this one and there was a large pool filled with crystal clear water. Green leaved trees surrounded them and some openings in the roof let sunlight pour in.

Marlena helped Asha out of her old worn clothes and told her to get in the water as she cleaned her body and hair. Some young female servants came by and placed some platters filled with fruitsand meat on the ground beside the pool and also a pitcher of juice before leaving again.

Marlena urged Asha to eat as she applied some fresh smelling oils to the girl's hair, making it slick and shiny. She also appiled other sweet smelling oils and salts to the girls body, making it glimmer in the light. Asha ate very little fruit and meat and drank some juice as well but Marlena was pleased that it was something.

Once done with the washing Marlena beckoned Asha out of the water as she dried her off with a towel as some more female servants came to take away the platters.

Marlena then dressed the young girl. She wrapped her chest in some silk gold cloth with red gems and rubies around the rims and tied two knots at the back. She then tied a short silver and blue coloured skirt with emeralds and sapphires around the rims and tied it around Asha's delicate waist with a black and gold sash. Marlena then placed gold snake like bracelets on the girl's upper arms and silver ones on her ankles. She then got out a silver necklace with a small sculpture of a diamond carved dragon that had blue sapphire eyes. It was the High Priest's symbol of those that are his... every one of his pleasure slaves had to wear this. The necklace hugged Asha's neck as Marlena snapped it on.

"Come... let me brush the your hair so the oils can seek inin" she said as she beckoned Asha to follow her into the previous room she was brought to.

Marlena made Asha sit on a low, furnished wooden table as the elderly woman took out a a long brown brush as she started brushing the girl's hair.

"Now listen closely" the elderly woman stated in somewhat of an ordering way. Asha raised her red, black and bluish eyes to the old woman's face. The girl knew that she must be in hell right now. She had been torn away from the few people she had cared for and loved and she was now brought to this palace and though it had its warmth... what she felt now was deep, shattering coldness... a coldness that only death resided in...

"There are a few rules that you must comprehend when you're with the High Priest my child. Rule number one: You only speak when you are either allowed to or asked a question by him. Do not speak out of turn or he'll get very angry. Rule number two: You will never deny the High Priest anything. You will wholeheartedly do everything he wishes and demands. You don't have to like him Asha, hey you can hate him if you want, but you do have to respect him. After all, he is the High Priest. Finally, this is the most important rule of them all. You will always be there for the High Priest. You are on call day or night and you will never displease him. You belong to him, mind, body and soul. You have no opinion nor suggestion, and definetly no voice. You are his until he tires of you and whenever that is is also up to him. Do you understand young one?"

Asha could only nod brokenly. In less than two days, her entire world had been destroyed. A week ago, she was a happy peasant and happy to be with her friends and family. Now she was a sex toy for the High Priest. She would do anything else... anything. Be beaten, whipped, tortured, even death then to go through this nightmare. She could feel tears well up in her saddened, scared eyes and she shut then tightly, trying to block them.

Sensing the young girl was about to cry, Marlena quickly grabbed at the girl's slender shoulders, drawing her into a fierce hug.

"It's all right to cry little one, there's no shame in tears or fear."

Asha clasped on to the elderly woman tightly. The motherly gesture the old woman gave seemed to give a little easeness to the girl's trembling heart.

"I'm so scared…" she whispered softly so only the elderly woman could hear. Marlena simply made calming hushing sounds and hums as she stroked her elaborately soft, silky hair.

"I know, I know Asha" she choked on her words, trying to hold back her own tears. How many other young men and women had she had this exact conversation with? She had lost count over the past few years. Seto had such a voracious appetite when it came to pleasure slaves. The longest had lasted a week, some barely made it through the night; didn't really matter though, they were all broken down once their time was up... some even put to death if they cried too much or did the wrong thing that set the High Priest off. And Seto always wanted more and more, though he preferred young women to young boys. Marlena overheard him telling one of his lower ranking priests that women were easier and more fun to break then young men. But, there was something so special about this one girl, she could feel it radiating off Asha's slender, quivering frame. Perhaps she is the one... perhaps she is the one that will soothe the High Priest's dark heart and ways...

"Listen very carefully to me Asha. The High Priest has a very nasty temper and I do not wish to see you punished because of that. You simply have to bear with it all no matter what. At times I know it'll seem unbearable and crude, but you cannot give up! That's what he'd also want you to do as well!"

"I didn't want this" Asha said as she shook her head, looking down at the golden snake like piece of jewellery that had been wrapped around her arm before looking at the other pieces of random jewellery, thinking back to a time when she wanted to possess somethingso beautiful but now that in a way she did, she regretted every moment of it. "I didn't want any of this! I was happy with my life, I was happy with everything I had and who I had it with! Why did they have to take me? Why?!" she sobbed, burying her face into Marlena's robes.

"Because, you are the chosen one, meant solely for High Priest Seto. Ra himself has sanctioned your position here for the ordeal tonight."

Asha's tears had stopped, yet she still clung to the old woman desperately, seeking comfort in the warmth she radiated. At the thought of what she was going to be doing, Asha felt dizzy and sick.

"I don't think I'll be able to do this".

"Not many can little one... not many can".

At that very moment a palace guard entered the room, ordering that Asha must come with him so she could be placed in the High Priest's chambers. Asha almost felt that part of her body was being shattered and slammed into bits. Her self respect, her happiness, her light, her dignity, her hope... her freedom. She desperately didn't want to go. Why couldn't any of them seem that? Why couldn't any of them help them? But then again she knew they couldn't and she didn't want them to get punished either...

She could feel herself being ripped firmly, yet strangely gently away from Marlena's arms as the guard held her wrist firmly as he dragged her from the room. His grip on the girl's wrist was hard and tight, but not too hard to break the skin. It seemed to her that even the guard, though he might not have shown it, had some compassion for what the girl was about to go through. But nevertheless she could tell that their might be a bruise or a very large welt on the wrist the morning.

Asha had to run slightly to keep up with the guard's strides. He slowed for her slightly, urging her to keep going. Even in his voice she found slight comfort again, though only slight.

Once inside the High Priest's lavish, blue, red, black and white coloured chamber, she was literally thrown onto the comfortable bed, ordered to be prepared and then shut and in. Taking only a few seconds to take in the gorgeous, large room, Asha slowly skulked over to the center large bed, obviously the High Priest's in no doubt and kneeled down just as Marlena said she should earlier. Her breathing came in faster and thicker now…

She could feel her heart beating fiercely in her slender chest, almost drowning out the noises in the room and the few that came outside from the large window. Her stomach kept clenching involuntarily at the thought of what was to come. She desperately didn't want to do this. The High Priest was cruel, somewhat maniacal and definetly wicked. He was sure to hurt her enormously before throwing her away. She then surely wouldn't be able to show her face back home after the High Priest disposed of her... well that is if she was going home.

It was a no win situation. Her choices were to stay and be downright miserable, living a life with a man she couldn't stand that would probably never keep his hands off her and would also probably screw her day in and out. The other option was to try to escape and most likely be killed... or be taken back to the Hight Priest's room or hell, even a dungeon and to be punished brutally. She shivered again, grabbing her stomach tightly as she slumped over somewhat. Oh, why did she feel as if she were already dying?

It was just then she heard two voices, one that was a creamy sound, soothing and utterly glorious, while the other was a low tenor, mystifying and beautiful. Both were outside the door at this moment. Her heart stopped beating. He was here... she knew he was out there... oh Ra did she just want to be dead right on the spot. After what seemed like an era the voices stopped and as she strained to listen a pair of footsteps left as the thick wooden door swung open slowly and a figure stepped inside.

Asha couldn't bear to look up at all. She would rather die, right now, right at this moment then to live through the upcoming terror. She squeezed her eyes shut, holding her breath, as she could hear a soft gasp and sound of the footsteps as they grew louder, closer…