Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Pleasure is buisness ❯ Their first day ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Okay.... We dont have anyone who is willing to betta read this, so we do the best we can by ourselves. We like reviewers, so feel free to let us know what you think and who should be in the next lemon. Should there be more of Mai and her slave Shizuka? and should we bring other characters in or do you think we should keep it between these four? please let us know what you think.

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Malik watched the white haired boy go to the bed furthest from the door and lay down there, as if he wanted to be the furthest from their new masters view and therefore mind. The beds were aranged in two rows of three lining the walls, and Malik would have loved to take the other one, but...

"Take the other bed in back." Malik said to Yugi, who nodded and did as the egyptian suggested. Malik took the bed next to the door, wanting to be in a position to protect the others, though he didnt know them very well yet. At the foot of each bed there was a small wooden trunk, obviously intended for personal items, but as of yet none of them even had personal items. Malik sat down on the trunk at the end of his bed as Yugi lay down and waited. It was about half an hour later that the door opened and what Malik recognized as a lesser demon entered. It was humanoid, with two legs, arms, and a head, but beyond that it was obviously not human, with dark sickly green scales covering all of the exposed skin and large yellow eyes.

"Come this way, Allss of you." The creature hissed, and Malik followed it, making sure that the others were behind him. They were led out of their masters bedroom and two doors down the hall to what looked to be something like a cross between a bathroom and a sitting room. "Thissss will be your bathroom when you need to clean yourselves or when other needssss need to be met." The creature explained. The room was very nice with two large sunken tubs on one side, a large circular sink with four faucits in the middle, and open toilet stalls along the other wall. There was a mirror and a counter along the wall oposet the door, and it was all decorated in a tastefull creme and gold color scheme. In other words it was far more opulant than anything the boys could possibly be used to. "I will helpsss you today, but afterwardsss you will be on your ownss." the creature explained as it began drawing a bath in one of the large tubs, easily large enough to seat all three boys with room to spare. "Ssstrip and bath, I will return momentarily with propper clothsss." it said then was gone.

Malik moved to obey it, as did the white haired boy whose name he didnt know yet, but Yugi hessitated. "Its best to do whatever a demon says Yugi, unless other wise told so by your master." Malik explained as he striped off his loin cloth and got into the tub. The white haired boy got in on the oposit side of where Malik got in, and a moment later Yugi joined them. They found soaps lineing the wall the tub was against and started washing. Malik finished before Yugi or the other boy, and helped first Yugi with his hair, then moved to the other. "Would you like help?" he offered before aproaching him.

"..I..if y..you wouldnt mind." the boy stuttered quietly, still wary but obviously confused by the soaps along the wall.

"This ones for your body." Malik explained, handing him a bar of body soap. "And this one is for hair." he said taking a bottle of shampoo in his hands and aproaching behind the boy. "My name is Malik, whats yours?" he asked as he started working a lather into the boys hair.

"R..Ryou." he said nervously.

"Hi Ryou, Im Yugi." The littlest one of their impromptu group said, moveing a little closer to them. Some how, even when wet, his hair defied gravity, only the ends of the spikes drooping slightly. He had a kind smile on his face for the other boy.

"How long have you been a slave?" Malik asked curiously, though he knew it was bad tact.

"As l.. long as I can remember." Ryou said quietly, and Malik felt a stab of sympathy. Ryou had never known what it was like to be free, and even though Maliks own memories of freedom were dim he had clung to them and hope when he had nothing else.

"Im sorry." Yugi said, the tears in his bright eyes sincere. "I could never imagine that. I've only been a slave for a few weeks." he voulanteered.

Ryou nodded, not saying anything more.

It was a few moments later that the creature from before returned, and handed them each a towel as they left the tub. "Clean your mouthsss, then dressss in thessse." it said, handing them each a bundle of presumably clothing with toothbrushes and combs on top.

Ten minuts later, they were escorted back into their room, to find that the beds they had claimed now had sheets, blankets, and pillows stacked neatly on the trunks at the end.

"Make your bedsss, Lord Bakura will return momentarily." It hissed before leaving and locking the door behind it once more. Malik quickly set to work, so that he would be able to finish and help the others if they needed it.

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Bakura finaly made it back to his rooms, glad to have finaly gotten all of his 'guests' out at last, though he had had to make several threats to get them gone. His lesser servants were now cleansing his halls of the stench and taint of other demons. Bakura couldnt stand other demons most of the time, and though the party had been in his favor so that hs vassels could pay their tributes it had been no exeption to his standard prefrence. Noteing that there were new documents on his desk, Bakura decided to look them over and get them out of the way if they were importaint.

It was an unexpected pleasure to find that they were the historys of his newest slaves, who had owned them, the condidtion in which they had been given to him in and such. Bakura was pleased to note that his first thought on the dark haired one had been correct, he was a virgen. It would be fun to break him in, even though he seemed timid enough. The white haired one was even younger that Bakura had thought though, at only eleven years old, and though it wasnt a bad thing, Bakura would still have to wait to use him. He was still injured, and since Bakura was not in the mood to break in a virgen tonight, that left the exotic blond for his pleasure. Making note of their names, Bakura set the papers aside and went to the door that led to their room.

When Bakura steped in he noted that the only one who was awake was the exotic blond one, and he was on the bed closest to the door. The other two were on the beds furthest from the door, and idlely Bakura wondered if they had chosen them themselves, or if the blond had put them back there. The ones in the back stired slightly to look at Bakura in the doorway from where they rested, and Bakura realized that he would have to set some rules.

"As you are new I will forgive this breach in ediquet once. When I come into this room you are to rise and stand at the end of your beds." Bakura stated, scowling for the effect. Quickly the boys took their possitions and Bakura nodded, pleased. They had all been washed and each now wore a pair of sheer harem pants, the only things preserving their modesty being g-strings that matched their pants for color. The exotic blond was dressed in forest green, while the virgin in back was dressed in royal purple. The white haired one was dressed in a very rich blue color that acented his pale skin nicely.

Both the boys in the back blushed deeply as Bakua inspected them from the doorway, and Bakura wondered what they tasted of now that the stech and taint of other demons had been washed from them. Knowing that he would get to the blond soon enough, Bakura steped past him to better inspect his other prizes. He started with the virgen, running his hands through the boys hair, then holding his head gently in place when he kissed him full on the lips. The boys eyes slid closed, and though the boy didnt respond, Bakura licked his bottom lip, startling him into opening his mouth so that Bakura could plunge in and taste the boy.

He was exquisit, sweet like chocolat and fruit, though he was painfully inexperienced, not reacting to anything Bakura did. He did taste good though, and his mouth would probably feel good as well, but that was something to try another time, when he had the patience to deal with a virgin. Bakura pulled back, and after licking the boy's lip once more he let go of him and steped away. By the confused and fear filled look in the boy's eyes when he pulled away Bakura knew he would need quite a bit of patience with this one.

Bakura then turned to the white haired boy, and noted with pleasure the brilliant blush that covered the boy's face and shoulders. It added a certain luminessence to the boy's skin, and Bakura liked that. Bakura ran his fingers through the boy's soft hair for a moment longer before holding his head in place so that he could kiss him. This boy definetly had more experience than the other, and Bakura wondered breifly if that was a good thing. His movements were completely submissive, and his mouth opened willingly to Bakuras questing toung. The demon lord took advantage of this and tasted every crevice of the boys mouth, much as he had explored his body with his hands earlyier.

With a low growl Bakura pulled away, not in the mood for such a submissive slave right now, even if the boy's body hadnt been recovering. Gently untangling his hands from the boy's hair, Bakura stepped away and made his way back to the blond. Bakura noted that the boy was angry, his hands clenched into fists as he watched the demon aproach him, and there was a flush to his cheeks that had nothing to do with embaresment. Bakura found that thought very enticing.

Observing him for a second, Bakura threaded his fingers into the boys long soft blond hair and leaned in closer to the boy. The demon noted with malicious glee that the boys lavender eyes had darkened with rage, making the already exotic boy all the more apealing, though Bakura would have prefered for them to darken with lust. He kissed the blond boy then, slowly and sensualy, though it was much like kissing a statue. Growling his displeasure, Bakura pulled away and tightened his grip in the boys hair, pulling it painfully. "Cooperate, unless you would rather I took the dark haired virgen tonight?" Bakura growled very quietly into the boy's ear, so quietlly that the boy wouldnt have heard him if he wasnt so close. The boy tensed for a moment, before forcing himself to relax and nodding. Smirking, Bakura leaned in and kissed him again, and this time the lucious lips moved with his and even parted under his toung, though that was done rather reluctantly. "Very nice. Come with me." Bakura demanded, leading the boy from the slaves room to his bed chamber, and after Locking the slave room door behind him, he again turned to his exotic blond. "Lay face down on the bed and wait."

After giving that command Bakura dissapeared into the bathroom to retrieve a bottle of oil to make tonights activities more pleasureable to both of them. When he returned to his bed chamber, he saw that the boy had followed his instruction to the letter. He was laying face down on the bed, his arms curled tightly under his head as a cushon and his ankles crossed in a sprat of what Bakura noticed was defiance. Also, where most slaves would have assumed that Bakura wanted them to strip, this boy had kept his scant clothing on, much to the demons amusement. The demon had to admit that the boy made a very prety picture laying like that, and he felt more that a mere flash of arousal at the thought that this exotic little one was his.

"Very pretty." Bakura said, sitting on the bed next to the boy. When the boy made no move to react to the statement, Bakura just shrugged and lay the oil aside on a table next to the bed for the purpose of holding his things. "Very pretty indeed." Bakura moved to where he was sitting with his legs around the boy's thighs, though he stoped moveing when the boy tensed even further. "You should relax. This all goes much more smoothly and easily if you start out relaxed." Bakura said, begining to trace the scars on the boys back with his fingers. Most of them looked like they were some kind of writing, and Bakura wondered which of the boys masters had subjected him to them.

"So you can rape me more easily you mean?" the boy asked brazenly, and Bakura found himself chuckling at the amount of defiance in his voice.

"Why would I want that? Theres too much blood to clean up afterwards, and although the body is satisfied afterwards, the pshyche is left craveing something more." Bakura explained. "At least, thats the way it works with me. I prefer my slaves willing." Bakura was still running his hands over the boys back, causing an invoulantary shiver every once in a while as his fingertips traced the odd scars. "Would you like to know why?" Bakura asked.

"Y.. You just said..." the boy trailed off, as if uncertain how to phrase it.

"I just said that I dont like cleaning up afterwards." Bakura said. "Would you like to know why?" The boy was silent for a moment as Bakura continued to explore the contores of his back and sides.

"Y..Yes." he eventualy answered, very quietly, with a hint of confusion in the word.

"Because I like giving pleasure to my slaves, especialy when they please me, and though I have had you for only a day, you have pleased me." Bakura explained, finaly adding more preasure to his tickleing touches now that the boy was a bit more relaxed. "So relax." Bakura commanded, starting his masage at the top of the boys shoulders and slowly working his way down and releasing the tension from muscles forcefully. The boy was gasping as Bakuras talented fingers worked the tension from his body, pleasure eventualy makeing the boy moan quietly.

After working on the boys back for a while, Bakura discovered that he could wring gasps and moans of pleasure from his exoctic slave, though there were also wimpers of confusion and fear occasionaly.

"Why?" the boy finaly asked, his voice quavering.

"Why what?" Bakura whispered into the boys ear, delighting in the shiver that ran through the boy at that.

"Why.. why do this?" the boy asked, his voice trembling with uncertainty and a good measure of fear as well.

"Because I want to." Bakura said, momentarily rising so that he could turn the boy so he was laying on his back.

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Malik was confused, he had never felt like this in his life, and he was afraid of what would happen next. When his master flipped him onto his back, he looked up at the white haired demon and wondered what was in store for him now. None of his other masters had lay him on his back to use him, indeed they rarely bothered laying him down to start with at all. None of his other masters had ever touched him this way either, and Malik was becomeing more and more confused by the second. He felt so good right now, but resisted it because any moment now the Demon would start hurting him.

Malik gasped agin when his master brushed his fingers across his nipples, sending an electric spark straight to his groin. Malik didnt know what it was, and instictively bought his arms up in front of the sesitive skin there, afraid of what was happening. He imediatly lowered his arms again when he saw the dark look on his masters face, afraid of what was happening to his body but more afraid of his master.

"Why are you resisting so much." His master asked him.

"Im sorry, I... " Malik trailed off, not exactly sure how he was resisting, let alone how to explain why.

"Has anyone ever done this for you before?" his master suddenly asked, and for the first time Malik blushed, shaking his head no. "I see. Have you ever had consensual sex before?" Again Malik shook his head no, embarressed and wondering why his master was asking these things. "Very well, I will explain it to you then. I am going to have consensual sex with you, as opposed to rapeing you. This will feel very good for both of us if I do it right, and I do plan to do it right. I require very little from you beyond your willing cooperation, and what I do require I will make clear to you. I will give you a great deal of pleasure, and I would prefer it if you were receptive to my advances instead of afaid of them. There is no need to try to be silent, do you understand?" Malik nodded again, though he was mortified by the heat he felt in his face. "Very good, do you have any questions?"

"N.. no master." Malik said, unable to keep his voice entirely even.

"Very well." the white haired demon said, then repositioned himself so that he was sitting on Maliks lower abdomen. Leaning forward, the man kissed Malik before licking the spot just inside his ear. "What name do I call you by then?"

"Malik." he answered, as another jolt of sensation ran through his body.

"Relax Malik." The white haired demon then proceded to kiss him again, and Malik felt the demons toung invade every crevice of his mouth. Malik couldnt help the moan that escaped from him as the demon tasted him, and he continued to try to concentrate on the demon and his motives for this. His concentration did not last long however, because soon his master was kissing his way down Maliks chest, stoping breifly to concentrate on the blond boy's pert nipples, and lavishing more atention on his belly button. Malik was mortified to find that he was helplessly aroused, though the demon seemed amused by it.

As the demon trailed kisses down his chest and stomach, Malik let out a strangled moan and half twisted under his master. Sharp teeth niped at the skin just above where the low slung pants began, and a soothing toung licked away any traces of pain and bathed his skin in a pleasureable fire. "Ahh..!!" Malik cried out as his masters hand came up to cup his crotch through the thin materials of the pants and the small G-string that was all that preserved his modesty.

"Quite nice isnt it?" his master asked, kissing just above the hem of his pants in the very middle of his belly. The white haired demon chuckled when at the soft mewling noises that answered him in agreement, and dipped his toung in to the small hollow of Maliks navel. While the young slave was distracted, the Demon deftly striped the pants off, leaving the blonds legs more exposed in the air. Malik wimpered when he realized that the pants were off, leaving the g-string as the only clothing he was wearing.

"Mmmm.. You taste good." the demon said, licking and nibbling his way even lower on his exotic slaves body. Malik mewled and wimpered as unfamilar, but very nice feelings washed over him. He was completely incoherent now, a creature solely of pleasure, but he was somehow still aware enough to glance down startled when his master removed the last article of clothing that he wore.

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Bakura grinned at his slaves proud erect cock, before looking up and into his slaves lovely lavender eyes. Tauntingly he lowered his head and took the boys hardness into his mouth, savoring the taste of him. Malik cried out then, loudly, and threw his head back in a display of passion that made Bakura very hard. Moaning, he began to move his head on the slaves cock, suckling and licking the entire length of the boys manhood. When he was certain that all thought had been driven from the boy's head, Bakura began to probe the boy's tight ass with one of his fingers. He didnt try to open the boys entrance yet, just loosen it up some so that the boy would be ready for him later. While the boy was distracted, Bakura poured some softly scented oil into his hand to lubricate his fingers, and he gently probed the boys tight passage some more.

Bakura could taste the human comeing close to climax, and so he slowed his minstrations hopeing to prolong his slaves first time with him. Very gently, while Malik was in the throes of pleasure, Bakura pushed one finger into the small human's body. Malik tensed and wimpered for a moment, untill Bakura began licking the boy's dick.

"Aaaah!!!!" The boy cried out, his back arching invoulantarily. Bakura did not let him climax yet though, and he moved the finger already inside the boy, looking for that spot that would feel better than anything else.

And when Bakura found it the little slave arched up again, screaming out for the world to hear as he erupted in the most powerfull orgasm of his young life, and quite possibly the first orgasm of his life as well. Bakura continued to streach his slave, and to press the boys prostate as he streached him. Malik was sqirming under Bakura now, and making cute little mewling sounds that made the demon lord so ready to be inside him.

Abandoning Maliks again hardening manhood, Bakura began to kiss his way back up the boys body, still streaching the boy's tight opening. It was after all fairly early in the evening, and Bakura was only getting started with his young slave.

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Well.... dont have too much more to write for that, unless of course you want us too? Personaly, this is our first lemon that we have tried typing, so go easy on us. Or not.. up to you but be honest too. Please let us know what you think!! And let us know if we should write more on what happens between Bakura and Malik or should we move on to the next day?

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