Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Brand New Lover ❯ part two ( Chapter 2 )
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By: tsutsuji 
Yugi remembers his first visit to Kaiba, while wondering what Kaiba has planned for tonight.
BDSM, pain, toys, sex....
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.03.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Work In Progress
Yugi remembers his first visit to Kaiba, while wondering what Kaiba has planned for tonight.
BDSM, pain, toys, sex....
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Psychological / Hentai / Drama / | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.03.2005 | Pages: 3 | Words: 5.3K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Brand New Lover (chapter 2 of many)
Author: Tsutsuji
Date written: 3/1/05
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh
Rating: NC17
Pairings: Kaiba/Yugi, YamiYugi/Yugi
Type: yaoi/slash, pwp
Warnings: bdsm - bondage, pain and toys
Status: in progress
Spoilers: Yami Yugi's real name is used
Disclaimer: I do not own the copyright to these characters and I'm making no profit from this fic and intend no copyright infringement.
Summary: Yugi seeks out Kaiba for something he's been missing in his relationship with Yami. This chapter overlaps the first chapter but from Yugi's pov, with his (very detailed!) flashback to his first visit to Kaiba. It ends in the present at the same place the first chapter ended.
Notes: Thanks for reviews!
See, this is the deal: I can only do Yugi-torture by making Yugi a total masochist. If you think that means he's totally out of character, I'm going to try my darndest to convince you that he's not.
To those reviewers who worried about Yugi's infidelity to Yami... you have a point, and I'll deal with it eventually. However, this is a Kaiba/Yugi bdsm smutfest, with Yami/Yugi in the background. If you're intensely loyal to YY/Y romance, you might not be happy here! The story has already developed more of a plot than I intended, but I'll try very hard not to let that get in the way of the real action, and not let any fluffiness creep in.
Thanks very much to those who left suggestions for my research on toys. I'm extremely inspired by my visits to several online bdsm equipment catalogues. (See more notes at the end.) I might just have to write future scenes from each section of those catalogues!
Note on names: Yami is referred to as The Other Yugi, Dark Yugi, Pharaoh, or by his real name, but never as Yami, because that's just an anime thing and this is based on the manga.
Gah! Get on with the story, already!
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Brand New Lover, part two
Atemu had only been gone for a couple of hours when the call came from Kaiba. Yugi hung up the phone and forced himself to take a couple of deep breaths as the anticipation flooded him. Now, he had to figure out how he was going to keep his mind on the tournament taking place in the shop for the next several hours while he tried not to wonder what Kaiba would be doing to him later.
Kaiba always seemed to know when Atemu was going to be gone, even if he left on short notice as he did today. He didn't think Kaiba would go so far as to arrange these convenient absences, even though he did have a hand in the official tournament schedule. Certainly, though, he always knew almost as soon as Yugi did when Atemu would be gone.
He really hadn't been expecting that call, today, however. Atemu was just going to fill in for an injured duelist at an exhibition in Tokyo. He'd be back the following evening. That would limit the intensity of their activities tonight, Yugi thought with a twinge of disappointment. He wondered why he thought he'd heard an extra level of repressed excitement in Kaiba's voice on the phone.
He remembered when he entered Kaiba's private room and saw the equipment gathered there for the first time, his sense of astonishment that Kaiba had arranged it all so quickly. Obviously, all of it was brand new, and despite his hope that Kaiba would answer his strange request, Yugi was certain he'd never done this kind of thing before. He realized that Kaiba had started to set this up even before he let Yugi know that he'd agreed to answer his plea.
But almost immediately, Yugi had also realized why Kaiba had acted so swiftly to arrange things for him: when Yugi had first come to Kaiba with his desperate plea, Atemu had just left on a week-long tournament tour. It was the perfect opportunity.
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6 months earlier
Yugi felt Kaiba's eyes on his back as he took off each article of clothing. He didn't turn around and he kept his head lowered. Kaiba stood behind him until he was nearly done. As it happened, his habit was to take off his leather dog collar last, something he hardly even thought about anymore. But as he lifted his hands to the buckle on the collar, Kaiba stepped in front of him.
"Give me that," he said abruptly.
Startled, Yugi almost glanced up, only to see Kaiba's hand held out in front of him. Without a word, he handed over his collar and waited, trying to keep his eyes on the toes of Kaiba's boots. But then he realized that Kaiba had taken off the gleaming white shirt and grey coat he'd been wearing when Yugi arrived. Besides his boots, the only thing that Kaiba wore now were tight-fitting pants of slick black leather, with leather lacing up the sides from ankle to waist, and leather straps around his thighs and lower leg.
The urge to look up at Kaiba's shirtless body was too strong for him to resist and he stole a glance. Kaiba was thin, but strength rippled in his upper body as he turned aside to set Yugi's collar down on a nearby table.
He picked up another and then stood in front of Yugi, holding it out. For a moment, Yugi's attention was riveted on Kaiba's bare chest which was right before his eyes; he didn't trust himself to look either higher or lower. Then his attention was taken by the collar Kaiba held. It was gleaming new leather, adorned with bright silver studs and a tiny silver "KC" logo.
"Once you put this on, you're mine to do with as I will, until I decide to take it off." Kaiba held it out to him. In his other hand was a small silver padlock. "Understand?"
Yugi barely nodded. He took the collar from Kaiba's hand and put it on. Kaiba knelt in front of him briefly to fasten the padlock. As hard as he was trying not to look Kaiba in the face, Yugi couldn't help but see the smile that lifted his lips as he stood up and put the tiny key away.
"You said yesterday that no one else knows about this," Kaiba said. "It's going to stay that way. I'm putting my reputation on the line to fulfill your little fantasy. And you have just as much to lose as I do if anyone finds out what we're doing together - maybe more."
Yugi felt an odd sense of relief as Kaiba made this threatening statement. It wasn't just his secret anymore. Yugi hadn't even thought about how he would hide his activity with Kaiba, if it came to that, because he didn't want to think that he was hiding anything. Feeling like you can't tell someone something is different from hiding it, he told himself. Now that revealing his secret would mean consequences for someone else, he had no choice.
He hadn't even been sure if Kaiba expected to do anything sexual with him. He was almost certain Kaiba understood that he wasn't really just trying to compensate for a boring love life. In fact, sex with Atemu wasn't boring at all; it was breath-takingly wonderful. The need that had dragged him to Kaiba was more complicated than that.
As he'd started to undress, signalling Kaiba that he was staying, he still wasn't sure if anything sexual was going to happen. But not knowing what was going to happen next was a big part of the reason he was here.
Kaiba let his fingers caress Yugi's throat. That touch alone made Yugi's heart pound. He was surprised at the intensity of his own response, even though he knew how badly he wanted this. Or at least, something like this. Kaiba was right, in a way, he didn't know exactly what he had in mind when he made his request three days ago. But as he stood there naked in a room full of racks and whips and chains, he realized with growing excitement that this might be enough.
Kaiba laughed softly. His fingers trailed down Yugi's bare chest and lower to touch Yugi's slowly swelling erection. Yugi drew in a sharp breath and felt himself flush with shame and excitement. Kaiba laughed again.
"Yugi, I never would have guessed it of you," he said. "And you don't even know what I'm going to do, do you?"
Yugi gave his head a little shake.
Kaiba's hand came back up to slip two fingers under the collar, pulling it tight.
"Understand this, then. You will never know what I'm going to do until I do it. But there is one thing I won't do. I won't simply try to be whatever *he* was to you before. I'll do what I want, not whatever *he* might have done back then. As I said earlier, if that doesn't suit you, or if you don't like what happens here tonight, don't come back. It's as simple as that."
After a second, Yugi nodded again.
"All right," Kaiba said.
Before Yugi knew what to think, Kaiba yanked his head up and covered his mouth with his own. Yugi gasped, choking a little as the collar was pulled tighter, and Kaiba invaded his mouth roughly.
When Kaiba had him gasping for breath, he let go of the collar and pushed him back. But his hand came up under Yugi's chin again and held him there.
"Someday," Kaiba went on more quietly, "I may ask you to explain what you meant when you said he was cruel. But for now, I don't even want to know."
That was good, Yugi thought; although he didn't say anything or even nod his head this time. He didn't want to think too much about that himself right now.
Kaiba pulled him up to claim his mouth again. It was all he could do not to lift his hands and cling to Kaiba to prolong the kiss. His hands flew out to his sides, clenched in tight fists, to keep himself from doing just that as Kaiba reached down and squeezed his erection. He surprised himself with a muffle squeal against Kaiba's mouth, and felt Kaiba laugh in the midst of the kiss.
Kaiba's hand caressed him roughly for a few strokes while he continued to ravage his mouth. Then Kaiba let go of his collar to put his arm around Yugi, lifting him nearly off his feet as he crushed their bodies together. Yugi suddenly realized that Kaiba wanted him to feel the hardness that poked Yugi through his leather pants.
Kaiba let him down suddenly. Before Yugi could catch his breath, he grabbed Yugi's arms and yanked them back, forcing Yugi to arch his back.
"Keep them there," he commanded. Yugi obeyed, clasping his hands behind him and remaining in his arched position when Kaiba let him go.
"You look so vulnerable like that, Yugi," Kaiba said, stepping back. "Almost utterly helpless. Do you know how hot that makes me? Of course you do," he continued as he started to run his hands over Yugi's chest. "That's why you came to me, isn't it?"
Yugi didn't have to look up; he could hear the leering smile in Kaiba's voice. The sound of that voice brought back a memory of blue eyes filled with an insane gleam, and a twisted smile of triumph. That smile had been wiped away by the horror of utter defeat, and then the blank stare of madness. He never thought he'd feel this thrill of excitement to hear that voice again.
Kaiba's fingers played with Yugi's nipples. Yugi bit his lip to keep from gasping when he pinched them both tight and twisted them.
"But what exactly is it that's making you so hard, Yugi?" Kaiba continued in his low voice. "Is it pain?"
Yugi's body jerked as Kaiba gave his nipples another savage twist. His eyes stared at nothing, until suddenly he realized he was looking directly at Kaiba's bulging, leather-clad crotch. Another sound between a moan and a squeak made Kaiba chuckle
"Or is it the fear that comes from not knowing what else I'm going to do to you? Close your eyes, Yugi."
Yugi did as he was told, and shivered as Kaiba laughed again. One hand left his abused nipple while the other pinched even harder. Intent on that point of pain, Yugi jumped when Kaiba's other hand returned to his chest, but instead of fingers reclaiming his nipple, something cold and hard bit the tender flesh. He felt the metal touch of a thin chain fall against his skin, and a second later, a second clip closed on his other nipple. Kaiba lifted the chain and tugged, making the clamps bite down more fiercely. He pulled the chain up, and Yugi danced on tiptoe, barely keeping his balance with his hands clasped behind him and his eyes clenched shut.
"Or is it simply your total helplessness in my hands that makes you hard, Yugi?" Kaiba said as Yugi struggled. "You know what makes me hard, don't you?" he said, leaning in closer. "Power. This power over you is making me so hard I'm not sure how long I can hold out before I have to fuck you. I hope you planned on getting fucked tonight, Yugi," he said as his hand again grasped Yugi's erection. "If you didn't... too bad."
All at once Kaiba squeezed his cock and yanked the chain, ripping the clamps off his nipples. The pain of having them pinch him there was nothing compared to the fire in those tiny nubs when the blood rushed back into them. He yelled aloud and his whole body jerked, thrusting his cock into Kaiba's fist. He lost his balance and fell forward. His face landed against Kaiba's chest, while he kept his hands clenched awkwardly behind his back. The scent of Kaiba's arousal filled his mind, mingling with the two points of fire in his chest and the nearly painful stimulation of his erection.
Kaiba laughed softly for a moment as he let go of Yugi and let him fall against his body. Yugi felt hardness swell against his hip until Kaiba took him by the chin and pushed him back. He lifted Yugi's face to look up at his, but Yugi kept his eyes lowered.
"I should have known," Kaiba said in a quiet voice.
Kaiba's hand left his chin and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him down. He dropped to his knees. Kaiba circled around behind him and shoved his knee against Yugi's back to press him down further until he was on hands and knees.
"Start crawling, Yugi," he said.
Yugi had to swallow hard to slow his pounding heart before he could move to follow Kaiba's boots across the floor. They stopped by a piece of equipment Yugi had barely noticed earlier. It was a wooden frame built at two heights, like two large steps, each covered with padded leather. The lower step was split into two separate pieces. Kaiba grabbed his hair again and yanked, and Yugi scrambled up onto the frame so that his knees were on the lower two pieces. Spread and angled as they were, they forced his legs apart. His head was shoved down so that his chest rested on the second step with his chin hanging over the far end.
"Let's continue with the basics," Kaiba said.
There was a husky edge of excitement in his voice. For a moment, Yugi thought he might even be nervous. He remembered that Kaiba had surely never done any of this before. But his hands were steady and efficient as they dragged Yugi's arms around to the other side of the device and fastened stiff leather cuffs around them, which were also locked with padlocks.
Straps were fastened around his ankles and thighs to keep them apart. Finally, Kaiba attached a short chain to his collar, pulling his head down low. His back and his butt were raised and fully exposed, his erection dangling between his spread thighs. He couldn't see Kaiba or much else beyond his own hands restrained in the leather cuffs. His tortured nipples twinged with every slight movement against the leather surface. He heard Kaiba close behind him, but he gasped with surprise when Kaiba reached between his legs. As his hand closed on his stiffened cock, Kaiba chuckled.
"I thought so. Let's see how long that lasts."
There was a pause while Yugi could only hear Kaiba moving around behind him and wait. His skin prickled with anticipation and he could hardly control his breathing. He wished Kaiba would reach around and touch him again, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
He felt something against his back, softly tickling down his spine. He caught the scent of leather and realized that the feathery touch must come from the strands of one of the whips he'd seen earlier. The tickling touch left his back. A second later the whip landed with a loud slap.
He was surprised at the thudding weight of it, and that it didn't really seem to hurt at first. But by the second blow it began to sting, and by the third, as Kaiba found a better angle, he could feel each tip crack against his skin. On his shoulders, across his back, and on his ass, the whip landed again and again, until he felt like fire was burning in his skin. He didn't notice when he began to cry out after each blow, but it seemed his cries only encouraged the blows to come faster and harder. Down the back of his legs, and across his back again, over and over. He could only breath in time with the blows, in between the second when the strands landed and when the pain flared. Each breath became a short scream.
Suddenly, the blows stopped. It took him a moment to remember how to breathe in a rhythm of his own. With every second that passed, it seemed the pain still grew even though the blows had stopped as his nerves registered the full impact of the whip.
Just when he got his breath back, he gasped sharply as something hard and cold prodded between his legs, poking at his balls. Expecting pain, he tried instinctively to arch away from it, moving right up against the cool fingers that caressed the burning skin of his back.
"So hot, Yugi," Kaiba said. He sounded pleased. "And you haven't quite lost all of your erection," he added, prodding with whatever it was he held in his other hand. "Unfortunately, our need for secrecy and privacy means that I have to stop whipping you now, before I start raising welts on your lovely skin. What a pity."
The object nudging his balls from behind felt smooth like glass. Yugi thought it must be round and thin as well, but he couldn't tell for sure. It slid down his leg, teasing the sensitive flesh of his thigh where the tendrils of the whip had curled around. A hiss of tension and pain escaped him.
"That was the nice, old-fashioned, traditional way of inflicting pain. This is a little more modern," Kaiba said. "And it won't leave any marks."
The probe left his skin. Yugi jumped in his restraints as he heard the sudden loud crackle of an electric spark, followed by Kaiba's hum of satisfaction. Then the rod touched his inner thigh again.
Yugi heard the sparking sound just before he felt it. He jumped with a yelp as the shock added more fire to his already burning skin. Over the electrical buzz of the device and his own startled cries, he thought he heard Kaiba laughing.
Soon, his muscles were trembling and jumping uncontrollably, not only from the shocks, but also from never knowing where they would land next. Kaiba touched the rod to his legs, shoulders, arms, back, and ass in turn, sometimes briefly, sometimes holding it quietly there for a few seconds before switching it on. Yugi realized with a thrill of horror that the rod was slowly moving closer to his genitals. Kaiba had already demonstrated that his balls were easily within reach of the device.
It touched the inside of his thigh, high up, and he screamed and tried to clench his body, pulling on his bonds. But he couldn't protect himself.
Once again, Kaiba let the rod rest against his balls, sliding it back and forth, nudging his cock with it as well. Yugi tried not to whimper in fear as he waited for the shock. But Kaiba made him wait, instead caressing him enticingly with the rod. In spite of his fear and the threat of more pain, Yugi grew harder.
Then the shock arced into his balls. Yugi screamed and struggled, unable to think of anything but the pain. It seemed to shoot up his spine and blind him.
When it stopped, he drew in a shuddering gasp, and immediately jumped and yelped again as the rod was replaced with a probing hand.
"Ah, Yugi... " Kaiba said, as if in sympathy.
Kaiba started to stroke him. He'd gone nearly soft, but his skin was so sensitized and tingling that his erection sprang back to life in Kaiba's hand. Hearing Kaiba laugh at him again, he flushed in shame, adding to the warmth already burning in his skin.
"Yugi!" Kaiba said through his laughter. Yugi's cock jumped in his hand when he heard the thickness of lust in Kaiba's voice.
The hand withdrew suddenly. Before he had a chance to register its absence, he felt Kaiba's body press against him from behind. Leather rubbed the heated skin of his ass, and something poked through the leather at him.
"I planned to do more," Kaiba said huskily. "But I'm ready to take you, right here and now."
He thrust his hips against Yugi. Without thinking, Yugi thrust back. Kaiba groaned.
"Damn it." he muttered. He pressed against Yugi for a second longer but then pulled away. Yugi heard the sound of a zipper, and a gasp. He waited. His muscles shook now with strain, but part of the strain was from trying not to wiggle his ass and beg for Kaiba to hurry. He was pretty certain that begging was one sure way to *not* get what he needed
Just when he thought the plea was going to escape in spite of him, Kaiba's hand once again pressed between his legs. This time it was slick and warm. When Kaiba's oiled finger found his opening, Yugi couldn't stop the pleading sob that came out of his throat.
Kaiba leaned over him, hands spreading him wide. As he felt the tip of Kaiba's cock prod his entrance, another little moan caught in his throat.
"It won't be so quick next time," Kaiba said. "I promise."
At that moment, Yugi didn't care. He just needed Kaiba inside him. And Kaiba obliged, though he knew it wasn't for his sake.
He'd never really seen Kaiba's full erection, but it felt huge as it pierced him. All the other pain in his body seemed to gather in that one place as Kaiba forced himself inside Yugi. He felt one single flash of utter shame and horror at himself as he suddenly remembered that only one other had ever touched him there; only one other had ever been inside him like this. But then those emotions were lost in the fiery pain that seared him as Kaiba drove himself in to his full length.
Alongside the pain, mingled with it, came a searing wave of pleasure. Kaiba's cock felt huge, but its length was perfect. Yugi gave a screaming groan as it hit his prostate.
Kaiba must have known what that sound meant. He gave a growl and started to move inside Yugi, grabbing him by the hips and pounding into him. There was pain in Yugi's legs, in the burning skin of his back, and in his ass where Kaiba banged against him again and again. But it all swirled down to the base of his cock and gathered as an intense burst of pleasure.
He thought Kaiba was out of control, fucking him without thought, but he was wrong. Kaiba growled again and bent low over him. Once again a hand gripped his shaft, but this time it pinched hard at the base. Yugi gasped and nearly stopped breathing.
"Not... until... I'm... ready..." Kaiba panted against his back with each thrust.
He nearly screamed as the explosion inside him ached for release he couldn't give it. He thrashed as hard as he could in his bonds, trying to escape Kaiba's pinching grasp.
His thrashing did it. Kaiba yelled out loud and went stiff. Feeing Kaiba pumping deep inside him only increased his own blinding need to come.
Finally, after what seemed forever, Kaiba's fingers twitched and then left him. Yugi shuddered on the brink for a second, and then let go. He fell into wave after wave of soul-wrenching release, waves that dragged him toward a familiar oblivion. It was a place he hadn't visited in ages.
/Finally,/ he heard his own thoughts as if they were floating by. /It's been so long... /
...
Kaiba left him hanging limply on the apparatus while he cleaned himself up. Yugi felt his mind go still as exhaustion crept into his body. His back was sore, but it only hurt very much if he moved. His butt was more painful. With a little surprise he realized that his wrists hurt, too, and his neck was stiff.
He didn't know what he'd expected when he asked Kaiba for his help a few days ago. To be honest, he hadn't expected a dungeon straight out of a leatherman's magazine. But as he hung his head and let the warmth of the pain and release wash over him, feeling Kaiba's collar snug around his neck, he realized he'd gotten just what he needed. At least for now.
---
When he'd left Kaiba's that night, he didn't know if he'd ever return. But two weeks later he was back. A major tournament in Europe took Atemu away that time for nearly three weeks, and Kaiba called him on the third day. When he arrived, he saw the feverish gleam of triumph in Kaiba's eyes. He had over two weeks to heal, so they didn't worry so much about leaving marks on his skin that time.
When Kaiba was certain he would keep coming back after the second visit, he'd started to order custom-made equipment specially designed for Yugi. Some items were elaborate, others deceptively simple. Yugi's favorite custom-made piece was one of the simple ones, a leather flogger with a black leather-bound handle perfectly weighted for Kaiba's arm. The whip end consisted of multiple strands of leather dyed black, red, and gold, and a single amethyst was set into the end of the handle. But there were many other items, some of which came from Kaiba's own inventive mind.
Yugi had to force himself to stop thinking back over his activities with Kaiba when duelists started to arrive at the shop for the small, local tournament. They asked about Atemu, making Yugi even more aware of how much he missed his lover. He missed Atemu sharply whenever he was gone. His time with Kaiba filled a need he couldn't deny, but it did nothing to fill the longing he felt in his heart for Atemu when they were apart.
However, the duelists visiting the shop tonight were young, even younger than he'd been when he started playing Duel Monsters. They were much more concerned with powerful cards and strategies than with the romantic relationships of their Duelist idols. Their questions kept him preoccupied for the next several hours.
Finally, he saw the last duelist out the door at a quarter to midnight. As soon as he shut off the lights in the gaming room, anticipation came flooding back. He thought again about the repressed edge of excitement he thought he'd heard in Kaiba's voice on the phone. He wondered if he'd imagined it, until he saw Kaiba waiting at his private entrance. There was no mistaking the extra tension radiating off Kaiba as he followed Yugi down the winding stairway to their room.
Yugi shivered and let himself sink down into the warm familiarity of not knowing what to expect. That was why he kept coming back, after all, he thought, as he entered the room and heard Kaiba lock the door.
***
To be continued.
(TMI Department: 12 years ago this week I, left the wonderful leather community in Seattle to return to the stodgy northeast. I guess that's got something to do with why this story insists on being written at this particular time.
The electrical device Kaiba uses is imaginary, something between a violet wand (static electricity) and a cattle prod (too intense for little Yugi and too crude for Kaiba!). Info on electrical play comes from my old "Leatherman's Handbook" by Larry Townsend.
StormyLeather.com is a most inspiring site. Yugi's favorite flogger was inspired by a lovely red and black whip available from them. If you want to see what Kaiba's wearing, check out the "bondage pants" in their catalogue. Man, I wish I could draw!
The whipping bench is inspired by those at Playpenz.co.uk and at Dungeoncraft.
My research for the next chapter mainly consists of rereading the manga up through the end of Death-T and looking through my card collection. Just to give you a hint.)
Author: Tsutsuji
Date written: 3/1/05
Fandom: Yu-gi-oh
Rating: NC17
Pairings: Kaiba/Yugi, YamiYugi/Yugi
Type: yaoi/slash, pwp
Warnings: bdsm - bondage, pain and toys
Status: in progress
Spoilers: Yami Yugi's real name is used
Disclaimer: I do not own the copyright to these characters and I'm making no profit from this fic and intend no copyright infringement.
Summary: Yugi seeks out Kaiba for something he's been missing in his relationship with Yami. This chapter overlaps the first chapter but from Yugi's pov, with his (very detailed!) flashback to his first visit to Kaiba. It ends in the present at the same place the first chapter ended.
Notes: Thanks for reviews!
See, this is the deal: I can only do Yugi-torture by making Yugi a total masochist. If you think that means he's totally out of character, I'm going to try my darndest to convince you that he's not.
To those reviewers who worried about Yugi's infidelity to Yami... you have a point, and I'll deal with it eventually. However, this is a Kaiba/Yugi bdsm smutfest, with Yami/Yugi in the background. If you're intensely loyal to YY/Y romance, you might not be happy here! The story has already developed more of a plot than I intended, but I'll try very hard not to let that get in the way of the real action, and not let any fluffiness creep in.
Thanks very much to those who left suggestions for my research on toys. I'm extremely inspired by my visits to several online bdsm equipment catalogues. (See more notes at the end.) I might just have to write future scenes from each section of those catalogues!
Note on names: Yami is referred to as The Other Yugi, Dark Yugi, Pharaoh, or by his real name, but never as Yami, because that's just an anime thing and this is based on the manga.
Gah! Get on with the story, already!
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Brand New Lover, part two
Atemu had only been gone for a couple of hours when the call came from Kaiba. Yugi hung up the phone and forced himself to take a couple of deep breaths as the anticipation flooded him. Now, he had to figure out how he was going to keep his mind on the tournament taking place in the shop for the next several hours while he tried not to wonder what Kaiba would be doing to him later.
Kaiba always seemed to know when Atemu was going to be gone, even if he left on short notice as he did today. He didn't think Kaiba would go so far as to arrange these convenient absences, even though he did have a hand in the official tournament schedule. Certainly, though, he always knew almost as soon as Yugi did when Atemu would be gone.
He really hadn't been expecting that call, today, however. Atemu was just going to fill in for an injured duelist at an exhibition in Tokyo. He'd be back the following evening. That would limit the intensity of their activities tonight, Yugi thought with a twinge of disappointment. He wondered why he thought he'd heard an extra level of repressed excitement in Kaiba's voice on the phone.
He remembered when he entered Kaiba's private room and saw the equipment gathered there for the first time, his sense of astonishment that Kaiba had arranged it all so quickly. Obviously, all of it was brand new, and despite his hope that Kaiba would answer his strange request, Yugi was certain he'd never done this kind of thing before. He realized that Kaiba had started to set this up even before he let Yugi know that he'd agreed to answer his plea.
But almost immediately, Yugi had also realized why Kaiba had acted so swiftly to arrange things for him: when Yugi had first come to Kaiba with his desperate plea, Atemu had just left on a week-long tournament tour. It was the perfect opportunity.
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6 months earlier
Yugi felt Kaiba's eyes on his back as he took off each article of clothing. He didn't turn around and he kept his head lowered. Kaiba stood behind him until he was nearly done. As it happened, his habit was to take off his leather dog collar last, something he hardly even thought about anymore. But as he lifted his hands to the buckle on the collar, Kaiba stepped in front of him.
"Give me that," he said abruptly.
Startled, Yugi almost glanced up, only to see Kaiba's hand held out in front of him. Without a word, he handed over his collar and waited, trying to keep his eyes on the toes of Kaiba's boots. But then he realized that Kaiba had taken off the gleaming white shirt and grey coat he'd been wearing when Yugi arrived. Besides his boots, the only thing that Kaiba wore now were tight-fitting pants of slick black leather, with leather lacing up the sides from ankle to waist, and leather straps around his thighs and lower leg.
The urge to look up at Kaiba's shirtless body was too strong for him to resist and he stole a glance. Kaiba was thin, but strength rippled in his upper body as he turned aside to set Yugi's collar down on a nearby table.
He picked up another and then stood in front of Yugi, holding it out. For a moment, Yugi's attention was riveted on Kaiba's bare chest which was right before his eyes; he didn't trust himself to look either higher or lower. Then his attention was taken by the collar Kaiba held. It was gleaming new leather, adorned with bright silver studs and a tiny silver "KC" logo.
"Once you put this on, you're mine to do with as I will, until I decide to take it off." Kaiba held it out to him. In his other hand was a small silver padlock. "Understand?"
Yugi barely nodded. He took the collar from Kaiba's hand and put it on. Kaiba knelt in front of him briefly to fasten the padlock. As hard as he was trying not to look Kaiba in the face, Yugi couldn't help but see the smile that lifted his lips as he stood up and put the tiny key away.
"You said yesterday that no one else knows about this," Kaiba said. "It's going to stay that way. I'm putting my reputation on the line to fulfill your little fantasy. And you have just as much to lose as I do if anyone finds out what we're doing together - maybe more."
Yugi felt an odd sense of relief as Kaiba made this threatening statement. It wasn't just his secret anymore. Yugi hadn't even thought about how he would hide his activity with Kaiba, if it came to that, because he didn't want to think that he was hiding anything. Feeling like you can't tell someone something is different from hiding it, he told himself. Now that revealing his secret would mean consequences for someone else, he had no choice.
He hadn't even been sure if Kaiba expected to do anything sexual with him. He was almost certain Kaiba understood that he wasn't really just trying to compensate for a boring love life. In fact, sex with Atemu wasn't boring at all; it was breath-takingly wonderful. The need that had dragged him to Kaiba was more complicated than that.
As he'd started to undress, signalling Kaiba that he was staying, he still wasn't sure if anything sexual was going to happen. But not knowing what was going to happen next was a big part of the reason he was here.
Kaiba let his fingers caress Yugi's throat. That touch alone made Yugi's heart pound. He was surprised at the intensity of his own response, even though he knew how badly he wanted this. Or at least, something like this. Kaiba was right, in a way, he didn't know exactly what he had in mind when he made his request three days ago. But as he stood there naked in a room full of racks and whips and chains, he realized with growing excitement that this might be enough.
Kaiba laughed softly. His fingers trailed down Yugi's bare chest and lower to touch Yugi's slowly swelling erection. Yugi drew in a sharp breath and felt himself flush with shame and excitement. Kaiba laughed again.
"Yugi, I never would have guessed it of you," he said. "And you don't even know what I'm going to do, do you?"
Yugi gave his head a little shake.
Kaiba's hand came back up to slip two fingers under the collar, pulling it tight.
"Understand this, then. You will never know what I'm going to do until I do it. But there is one thing I won't do. I won't simply try to be whatever *he* was to you before. I'll do what I want, not whatever *he* might have done back then. As I said earlier, if that doesn't suit you, or if you don't like what happens here tonight, don't come back. It's as simple as that."
After a second, Yugi nodded again.
"All right," Kaiba said.
Before Yugi knew what to think, Kaiba yanked his head up and covered his mouth with his own. Yugi gasped, choking a little as the collar was pulled tighter, and Kaiba invaded his mouth roughly.
When Kaiba had him gasping for breath, he let go of the collar and pushed him back. But his hand came up under Yugi's chin again and held him there.
"Someday," Kaiba went on more quietly, "I may ask you to explain what you meant when you said he was cruel. But for now, I don't even want to know."
That was good, Yugi thought; although he didn't say anything or even nod his head this time. He didn't want to think too much about that himself right now.
Kaiba pulled him up to claim his mouth again. It was all he could do not to lift his hands and cling to Kaiba to prolong the kiss. His hands flew out to his sides, clenched in tight fists, to keep himself from doing just that as Kaiba reached down and squeezed his erection. He surprised himself with a muffle squeal against Kaiba's mouth, and felt Kaiba laugh in the midst of the kiss.
Kaiba's hand caressed him roughly for a few strokes while he continued to ravage his mouth. Then Kaiba let go of his collar to put his arm around Yugi, lifting him nearly off his feet as he crushed their bodies together. Yugi suddenly realized that Kaiba wanted him to feel the hardness that poked Yugi through his leather pants.
Kaiba let him down suddenly. Before Yugi could catch his breath, he grabbed Yugi's arms and yanked them back, forcing Yugi to arch his back.
"Keep them there," he commanded. Yugi obeyed, clasping his hands behind him and remaining in his arched position when Kaiba let him go.
"You look so vulnerable like that, Yugi," Kaiba said, stepping back. "Almost utterly helpless. Do you know how hot that makes me? Of course you do," he continued as he started to run his hands over Yugi's chest. "That's why you came to me, isn't it?"
Yugi didn't have to look up; he could hear the leering smile in Kaiba's voice. The sound of that voice brought back a memory of blue eyes filled with an insane gleam, and a twisted smile of triumph. That smile had been wiped away by the horror of utter defeat, and then the blank stare of madness. He never thought he'd feel this thrill of excitement to hear that voice again.
Kaiba's fingers played with Yugi's nipples. Yugi bit his lip to keep from gasping when he pinched them both tight and twisted them.
"But what exactly is it that's making you so hard, Yugi?" Kaiba continued in his low voice. "Is it pain?"
Yugi's body jerked as Kaiba gave his nipples another savage twist. His eyes stared at nothing, until suddenly he realized he was looking directly at Kaiba's bulging, leather-clad crotch. Another sound between a moan and a squeak made Kaiba chuckle
"Or is it the fear that comes from not knowing what else I'm going to do to you? Close your eyes, Yugi."
Yugi did as he was told, and shivered as Kaiba laughed again. One hand left his abused nipple while the other pinched even harder. Intent on that point of pain, Yugi jumped when Kaiba's other hand returned to his chest, but instead of fingers reclaiming his nipple, something cold and hard bit the tender flesh. He felt the metal touch of a thin chain fall against his skin, and a second later, a second clip closed on his other nipple. Kaiba lifted the chain and tugged, making the clamps bite down more fiercely. He pulled the chain up, and Yugi danced on tiptoe, barely keeping his balance with his hands clasped behind him and his eyes clenched shut.
"Or is it simply your total helplessness in my hands that makes you hard, Yugi?" Kaiba said as Yugi struggled. "You know what makes me hard, don't you?" he said, leaning in closer. "Power. This power over you is making me so hard I'm not sure how long I can hold out before I have to fuck you. I hope you planned on getting fucked tonight, Yugi," he said as his hand again grasped Yugi's erection. "If you didn't... too bad."
All at once Kaiba squeezed his cock and yanked the chain, ripping the clamps off his nipples. The pain of having them pinch him there was nothing compared to the fire in those tiny nubs when the blood rushed back into them. He yelled aloud and his whole body jerked, thrusting his cock into Kaiba's fist. He lost his balance and fell forward. His face landed against Kaiba's chest, while he kept his hands clenched awkwardly behind his back. The scent of Kaiba's arousal filled his mind, mingling with the two points of fire in his chest and the nearly painful stimulation of his erection.
Kaiba laughed softly for a moment as he let go of Yugi and let him fall against his body. Yugi felt hardness swell against his hip until Kaiba took him by the chin and pushed him back. He lifted Yugi's face to look up at his, but Yugi kept his eyes lowered.
"I should have known," Kaiba said in a quiet voice.
Kaiba's hand left his chin and grabbed him by the hair, forcing him down. He dropped to his knees. Kaiba circled around behind him and shoved his knee against Yugi's back to press him down further until he was on hands and knees.
"Start crawling, Yugi," he said.
Yugi had to swallow hard to slow his pounding heart before he could move to follow Kaiba's boots across the floor. They stopped by a piece of equipment Yugi had barely noticed earlier. It was a wooden frame built at two heights, like two large steps, each covered with padded leather. The lower step was split into two separate pieces. Kaiba grabbed his hair again and yanked, and Yugi scrambled up onto the frame so that his knees were on the lower two pieces. Spread and angled as they were, they forced his legs apart. His head was shoved down so that his chest rested on the second step with his chin hanging over the far end.
"Let's continue with the basics," Kaiba said.
There was a husky edge of excitement in his voice. For a moment, Yugi thought he might even be nervous. He remembered that Kaiba had surely never done any of this before. But his hands were steady and efficient as they dragged Yugi's arms around to the other side of the device and fastened stiff leather cuffs around them, which were also locked with padlocks.
Straps were fastened around his ankles and thighs to keep them apart. Finally, Kaiba attached a short chain to his collar, pulling his head down low. His back and his butt were raised and fully exposed, his erection dangling between his spread thighs. He couldn't see Kaiba or much else beyond his own hands restrained in the leather cuffs. His tortured nipples twinged with every slight movement against the leather surface. He heard Kaiba close behind him, but he gasped with surprise when Kaiba reached between his legs. As his hand closed on his stiffened cock, Kaiba chuckled.
"I thought so. Let's see how long that lasts."
There was a pause while Yugi could only hear Kaiba moving around behind him and wait. His skin prickled with anticipation and he could hardly control his breathing. He wished Kaiba would reach around and touch him again, but he knew that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
He felt something against his back, softly tickling down his spine. He caught the scent of leather and realized that the feathery touch must come from the strands of one of the whips he'd seen earlier. The tickling touch left his back. A second later the whip landed with a loud slap.
He was surprised at the thudding weight of it, and that it didn't really seem to hurt at first. But by the second blow it began to sting, and by the third, as Kaiba found a better angle, he could feel each tip crack against his skin. On his shoulders, across his back, and on his ass, the whip landed again and again, until he felt like fire was burning in his skin. He didn't notice when he began to cry out after each blow, but it seemed his cries only encouraged the blows to come faster and harder. Down the back of his legs, and across his back again, over and over. He could only breath in time with the blows, in between the second when the strands landed and when the pain flared. Each breath became a short scream.
Suddenly, the blows stopped. It took him a moment to remember how to breathe in a rhythm of his own. With every second that passed, it seemed the pain still grew even though the blows had stopped as his nerves registered the full impact of the whip.
Just when he got his breath back, he gasped sharply as something hard and cold prodded between his legs, poking at his balls. Expecting pain, he tried instinctively to arch away from it, moving right up against the cool fingers that caressed the burning skin of his back.
"So hot, Yugi," Kaiba said. He sounded pleased. "And you haven't quite lost all of your erection," he added, prodding with whatever it was he held in his other hand. "Unfortunately, our need for secrecy and privacy means that I have to stop whipping you now, before I start raising welts on your lovely skin. What a pity."
The object nudging his balls from behind felt smooth like glass. Yugi thought it must be round and thin as well, but he couldn't tell for sure. It slid down his leg, teasing the sensitive flesh of his thigh where the tendrils of the whip had curled around. A hiss of tension and pain escaped him.
"That was the nice, old-fashioned, traditional way of inflicting pain. This is a little more modern," Kaiba said. "And it won't leave any marks."
The probe left his skin. Yugi jumped in his restraints as he heard the sudden loud crackle of an electric spark, followed by Kaiba's hum of satisfaction. Then the rod touched his inner thigh again.
Yugi heard the sparking sound just before he felt it. He jumped with a yelp as the shock added more fire to his already burning skin. Over the electrical buzz of the device and his own startled cries, he thought he heard Kaiba laughing.
Soon, his muscles were trembling and jumping uncontrollably, not only from the shocks, but also from never knowing where they would land next. Kaiba touched the rod to his legs, shoulders, arms, back, and ass in turn, sometimes briefly, sometimes holding it quietly there for a few seconds before switching it on. Yugi realized with a thrill of horror that the rod was slowly moving closer to his genitals. Kaiba had already demonstrated that his balls were easily within reach of the device.
It touched the inside of his thigh, high up, and he screamed and tried to clench his body, pulling on his bonds. But he couldn't protect himself.
Once again, Kaiba let the rod rest against his balls, sliding it back and forth, nudging his cock with it as well. Yugi tried not to whimper in fear as he waited for the shock. But Kaiba made him wait, instead caressing him enticingly with the rod. In spite of his fear and the threat of more pain, Yugi grew harder.
Then the shock arced into his balls. Yugi screamed and struggled, unable to think of anything but the pain. It seemed to shoot up his spine and blind him.
When it stopped, he drew in a shuddering gasp, and immediately jumped and yelped again as the rod was replaced with a probing hand.
"Ah, Yugi... " Kaiba said, as if in sympathy.
Kaiba started to stroke him. He'd gone nearly soft, but his skin was so sensitized and tingling that his erection sprang back to life in Kaiba's hand. Hearing Kaiba laugh at him again, he flushed in shame, adding to the warmth already burning in his skin.
"Yugi!" Kaiba said through his laughter. Yugi's cock jumped in his hand when he heard the thickness of lust in Kaiba's voice.
The hand withdrew suddenly. Before he had a chance to register its absence, he felt Kaiba's body press against him from behind. Leather rubbed the heated skin of his ass, and something poked through the leather at him.
"I planned to do more," Kaiba said huskily. "But I'm ready to take you, right here and now."
He thrust his hips against Yugi. Without thinking, Yugi thrust back. Kaiba groaned.
"Damn it." he muttered. He pressed against Yugi for a second longer but then pulled away. Yugi heard the sound of a zipper, and a gasp. He waited. His muscles shook now with strain, but part of the strain was from trying not to wiggle his ass and beg for Kaiba to hurry. He was pretty certain that begging was one sure way to *not* get what he needed
Just when he thought the plea was going to escape in spite of him, Kaiba's hand once again pressed between his legs. This time it was slick and warm. When Kaiba's oiled finger found his opening, Yugi couldn't stop the pleading sob that came out of his throat.
Kaiba leaned over him, hands spreading him wide. As he felt the tip of Kaiba's cock prod his entrance, another little moan caught in his throat.
"It won't be so quick next time," Kaiba said. "I promise."
At that moment, Yugi didn't care. He just needed Kaiba inside him. And Kaiba obliged, though he knew it wasn't for his sake.
He'd never really seen Kaiba's full erection, but it felt huge as it pierced him. All the other pain in his body seemed to gather in that one place as Kaiba forced himself inside Yugi. He felt one single flash of utter shame and horror at himself as he suddenly remembered that only one other had ever touched him there; only one other had ever been inside him like this. But then those emotions were lost in the fiery pain that seared him as Kaiba drove himself in to his full length.
Alongside the pain, mingled with it, came a searing wave of pleasure. Kaiba's cock felt huge, but its length was perfect. Yugi gave a screaming groan as it hit his prostate.
Kaiba must have known what that sound meant. He gave a growl and started to move inside Yugi, grabbing him by the hips and pounding into him. There was pain in Yugi's legs, in the burning skin of his back, and in his ass where Kaiba banged against him again and again. But it all swirled down to the base of his cock and gathered as an intense burst of pleasure.
He thought Kaiba was out of control, fucking him without thought, but he was wrong. Kaiba growled again and bent low over him. Once again a hand gripped his shaft, but this time it pinched hard at the base. Yugi gasped and nearly stopped breathing.
"Not... until... I'm... ready..." Kaiba panted against his back with each thrust.
He nearly screamed as the explosion inside him ached for release he couldn't give it. He thrashed as hard as he could in his bonds, trying to escape Kaiba's pinching grasp.
His thrashing did it. Kaiba yelled out loud and went stiff. Feeing Kaiba pumping deep inside him only increased his own blinding need to come.
Finally, after what seemed forever, Kaiba's fingers twitched and then left him. Yugi shuddered on the brink for a second, and then let go. He fell into wave after wave of soul-wrenching release, waves that dragged him toward a familiar oblivion. It was a place he hadn't visited in ages.
/Finally,/ he heard his own thoughts as if they were floating by. /It's been so long... /
...
Kaiba left him hanging limply on the apparatus while he cleaned himself up. Yugi felt his mind go still as exhaustion crept into his body. His back was sore, but it only hurt very much if he moved. His butt was more painful. With a little surprise he realized that his wrists hurt, too, and his neck was stiff.
He didn't know what he'd expected when he asked Kaiba for his help a few days ago. To be honest, he hadn't expected a dungeon straight out of a leatherman's magazine. But as he hung his head and let the warmth of the pain and release wash over him, feeling Kaiba's collar snug around his neck, he realized he'd gotten just what he needed. At least for now.
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When he'd left Kaiba's that night, he didn't know if he'd ever return. But two weeks later he was back. A major tournament in Europe took Atemu away that time for nearly three weeks, and Kaiba called him on the third day. When he arrived, he saw the feverish gleam of triumph in Kaiba's eyes. He had over two weeks to heal, so they didn't worry so much about leaving marks on his skin that time.
When Kaiba was certain he would keep coming back after the second visit, he'd started to order custom-made equipment specially designed for Yugi. Some items were elaborate, others deceptively simple. Yugi's favorite custom-made piece was one of the simple ones, a leather flogger with a black leather-bound handle perfectly weighted for Kaiba's arm. The whip end consisted of multiple strands of leather dyed black, red, and gold, and a single amethyst was set into the end of the handle. But there were many other items, some of which came from Kaiba's own inventive mind.
Yugi had to force himself to stop thinking back over his activities with Kaiba when duelists started to arrive at the shop for the small, local tournament. They asked about Atemu, making Yugi even more aware of how much he missed his lover. He missed Atemu sharply whenever he was gone. His time with Kaiba filled a need he couldn't deny, but it did nothing to fill the longing he felt in his heart for Atemu when they were apart.
However, the duelists visiting the shop tonight were young, even younger than he'd been when he started playing Duel Monsters. They were much more concerned with powerful cards and strategies than with the romantic relationships of their Duelist idols. Their questions kept him preoccupied for the next several hours.
Finally, he saw the last duelist out the door at a quarter to midnight. As soon as he shut off the lights in the gaming room, anticipation came flooding back. He thought again about the repressed edge of excitement he thought he'd heard in Kaiba's voice on the phone. He wondered if he'd imagined it, until he saw Kaiba waiting at his private entrance. There was no mistaking the extra tension radiating off Kaiba as he followed Yugi down the winding stairway to their room.
Yugi shivered and let himself sink down into the warm familiarity of not knowing what to expect. That was why he kept coming back, after all, he thought, as he entered the room and heard Kaiba lock the door.
***
To be continued.
(TMI Department: 12 years ago this week I, left the wonderful leather community in Seattle to return to the stodgy northeast. I guess that's got something to do with why this story insists on being written at this particular time.
The electrical device Kaiba uses is imaginary, something between a violet wand (static electricity) and a cattle prod (too intense for little Yugi and too crude for Kaiba!). Info on electrical play comes from my old "Leatherman's Handbook" by Larry Townsend.
StormyLeather.com is a most inspiring site. Yugi's favorite flogger was inspired by a lovely red and black whip available from them. If you want to see what Kaiba's wearing, check out the "bondage pants" in their catalogue. Man, I wish I could draw!
The whipping bench is inspired by those at Playpenz.co.uk and at Dungeoncraft.
My research for the next chapter mainly consists of rereading the manga up through the end of Death-T and looking through my card collection. Just to give you a hint.)