Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Slave Mongrel ❯ Wet Dog ( Chapter 1 )

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Chapter One: Wet Dogs

"I'm sorry but I won't accept a match with you." Duke said with a devious grin as he latched a collar, attached to a leash, around Joeys' neck under the dog suite. Joey growled but allowed it, he still had an amount of honour to maintain. Duke glared at Yugi, who was really Yami at the time, who was glaring right back at the green eyed other with fire in his eyes. "Besides, I need someone to lick my shoes clean after I walk home."

Joey made a face at that turning slightly green as Duke pulled on his leash. The puppy grudgingly followed with another growl as he looked rather forlornly at his friends while Duke told his fangirls goodbye. Duke lead him into his Office elevator and that would be the last his friends saw him for a whole week. Yami spoke without looking at the others, his voice filled with determination as Yugi cried in his Room. "We will find a way to get him out of this."

Joey carried several bags as he trudged up to his masters' home. It was a small, two-story house that looked surprisingly quaint and homey. Duke unlocked the door and walked in followed by his dog. Duke gestured as he spoke, picking his mail up. "You can deposit that stuff in my room, up stairs first door to the left."

Joey didn't say anything as he trudged up the stairs in the stifling dog suite, opening the door to Dukes room. It was generic that was for sure. Joey looked around as he put the two bags, backpack and briefcase down on the end of the bed. It looked like a hotel room with a computer and desk sitting next to the bed.

"Not very personalized is it?" Duke smirked as Joey whirled around with a glare and to growl at the dark haired man who was leaning on the doorframe. Duke nodded at two of the bags that Joey had been carrying. "I'll let you change into your new uniform, I can imagine that suite is rather hot. I'll be downstairs."

Joey didn't say a word as Duke locked eyes with him before he closed the door and left Joey to himself and his new uniform. `Man, I must be dense. Why did I let this happen again?' Joey decided to ignore the voice in the back of his head that sounded strangely like one of his friends that told him he was hot headed.

He dug around in one of the bags and pulled out dog-ears attached to a headband. Joey groaned as he tossed them down and pulled out the next item. It was a tan brown leather shirt with no sleeves and it zipped up. `Not bad….' Joey thought as he pulled out a pair of black leather pants, sporting a brown fluffy puppy dog tail. `That's Bad….'

He got out of the stifling costume and quickly changed with a sour expression. He growled as he fought with the leash, that insisted it get in his way while he changed, cursing because he couldn't wear his boxers with the pants. He donned the ears and glanced in the mirror. `Not bad, bet Kaiba would love it!' He grinned at the thought of Kaiba's expression if he were to see Joey dressed as a dog. `Probably faint and wonder why he didn't think of it first.' With a smile he slipped on the small slippers that resembled little puppy dog feet, and headed out the bedroom door.

Duke was in the dining room reading when Joey came down the stairs in the outfit he had gotten the blond. Duke had to reign in his arousal to keep from grabbing the blond right then and there and doing things that could prove to be great fun. Instead he just smirked as he looked at the leather clad young man. The shirt was zipped up only half way, teasing the imagination as to what was hidden beneath its' surface, but conforming enough to give you a good idea of the form.

The black leather pants clung to his hips, encasing Joey's well muscled legs in the material, making one imagine what it would be like to have those legs wrapped about them to be pulled closer. And seeing the tail wagging behind him, complimented with the ears and a collar with a leash hanging down to trail down his lean body, was instant discomfort for anyone looking at the blond. Joey just glared at his Master. "I'm here."

"About time." Duke said irritably as he pulled his wondering mind back from naughty thoughts and tried his hardest not to drool and stare at the vision before him. He threw down the magazine he had been flipping through as he attempted to stare at the blond impassively, and not possessively. "Do you know how to cook mutt?"

"A little…." Joey said as he shifted from one foot to another, he was a little uncomfortable in the tight clothing, and wanting to wring the other's neck. Duke looked at him a moment calculating in his own head by appearances, as the blond awaited his new orders. Joey was already hating every second of his bondage as the jerks' new slave.

"Go and fix us something to eat." Duke commanded in his usual commanding tones that stated he was better than everybody. Joey nodded as he headed into the kitchen and started rummaging around, looking for what he needed. Duke watched as Joey bent over to go through the lower cabinets, probably looking for pans of sorts, and stared at the perfect globes that were being shook as Joey got what he needed, the tail swaying from side to side….

Duke did a quick readjustment of his equipment as Joey stood back up and put out a frying pan and some pots. Duke grabbed the magazine he had been reading and continued to `read' it; actually he was watching the blond, and imagining bad things. Not those cruel bad things, but naughty bad things, and thinking wasn't helping his pants become any more comfortable.

Dinner was good, even Duke had to admit that Joey could cook, and could probably be a chef if he so desired to. Steak with some steamed vegetables, seasoned mash potatoes and gravy. Some how the two of them managed to polish it all off, save for some of the side dishes. For dessert it was vanilla ice cream covered in chocolate syrup and sprinkles. Dukes' mind kept wondering to what he could do with some of that chocolate syrup.

Of course Joey didn't eat in his normal manner of devour it now and chew later, but actually had table manners that time around. It amazed Duke as before he had seen Joey eat in the cafeteria and it was a frightening sight, but he said nothing. In fact the two of them didn't say anything beyond a few words, `it's good' and `would you like dessert'.

Joey was currently cleaning up while Duke went through a few order forms for his store. He tried to leave his work at work, but today's events had left him behind a little, but not much. He peaked over at Joey who was washing dishes and singing to himself as he moved a little to the beat only he could hear. Duke watched the blonds' backside shake to a rhythm that he couldn't hear, the tail wagging back and forth almost happily, tempting to tug it and pull the blond into his lap.

Duke swallowed hard as he looked back down at his papers, not really seeing them. He took a deep breath and finished the order forms quickly, pointedly ignoring the blond when he finished the dishes and sat down across from his master. A few more signatures and checks in the correct boxes and he was done. "Mongrel, go get me a folder out of that drawer over there." Duke pointed to an antique style of writing desk. "Second drawer from the top, and make it a green folder."

Joey went and got it, bringing it back to Duke without a word he handed him the requested item. Duke put the papers in it, giving his slave orders without looking at him. "Now go to the bath upstairs and run me a hot bubble bath, you'll find the towels in the hall closet. I'll be there in a moment."

"Yes sir." Joey mumbled as he went to do as he was told. He ran upstairs, found the bath and got it started, then found the bubble bath to pour some in to the steaming water. Growling he went to find the hall way closet. The first door he tried turned out to be the heating and air unit, but the second door he tried was a spare room and the third was the closet he was looking for. He grabbed a couple towels from the shelf and a washcloth, smirking when he saw the care bear bed sheets. He'd have to mention that one to Yugi and Tristan when he got back.

He went back to the bathroom and deposited the towels on the counter and went to the now full bathtub and shut the water off. He then paused, not really sure what else he was to do. He waited a moment, taking in the Black and white bathroom, noticing the red and white candles that adorned the place. It was actually quite nice. He decided to go let Duke know his bath was waiting for him, but Duke was right there when he turned to make for the door. Joey came up short, almost bowling over the other teen.

"Light the candles." Duke said handing him a lighter, calm as day with a slight smirk. Joey took the lighter with a slight growl, and then went about lighting the many candles while Duke watched from the doorway with a smirk. Joey had to lean over the bath to light the candles that were around the edge of the tub, and give Duke a view with a wagging tail. The black haired boy was sorely tempted to push the blond into the water as he turned the lights off to leave the room in the soft ambient glow of candlelight. What the heck!

Last candle lit, and then Joey hit the water, which splashed everywhere, soaking the floor and him included. He emerged sputtering and glaring at Duke who was standing there with a grin and chuckling. Joey was soaked with bubbles all over him and his hair was plastered to his face, hiding his amber eyes behind dark golden locks, the dog-ears bowing under the weight of being soaked. "You jerk!"

"Nah-Anh. You shouldn't talk to your master that way dog." Duke rebuked as he removed his vest and threw it to the floor, leaving him in a black sleeveless shirt and leather pants. Joey growled and made to get out of the tub, but Duke stopped him. "Stay mongrel." Duke commanded harshly, and couldn't help but smirk at the blonds' shocked and angered expression.

Joey obediently did as told, even though he continued to glare at Duke, who took out his hair band, causing raven cascades to fall past his shoulders, framing his face in night. Duke continued to stare at the wet blond and Joey was getting increasingly uncomfortable as Duke continued to remove his cloths. Duke was now shirtless; exposing his lean and well-muscled chest, then went undo his pants when Joey spoke. "Uhhhh, shouldn't I leave?"

"A good dog stays by his masters' side." Duke responded as he looked at Joey from the corner of his eyes, unzipping his pants. Joey whimpered, and averted his gaze as Duke removed his pants, a blush covering the blonds' cheeks. Duke removed his headband, now completely naked, his lean form exposed, as he was unashamed, not that he had anything to be ashamed over. "What's wrong pooch, don't you enjoy your master paying attention to you."

"Uhhhhhh ………" Joey was at a loss for words as Duke slid into the tub seductively with him, and tried to scoot away, only to discover wet leather was slick and instead fell into the one he was trying to escape. Duke wrapped his arms about Joey and pulled the blond into his lap. "Whada think ya doing?" Joey exclaimed trying to get away, then froze as he felt Duke's arousal through the leather, hard and poking him, he let out a whimper.

"What do you think I'm doing Joey boy?" Duke whispered into the blonds' ear with a smirk as he reached up to unzip the brown shirt adorning the blond. Joey whimpered again and laid a hand on Duke's, shaking his head.

"Don't do this please." Joey asked in a pleading tone as he held onto the hand that was attempting to undress him. He didn't want it to get any further, and he was seriously thinking about going back on his word. "I agreed to serve you, not, not…."

"But you will be serving me, in a different way, but it's still serving me. Serving my needs." Duke murmured enticingly as he bit at Joey's neck lightly then nuzzled the blonds' ear. "You agreed to be my slave for a whole week." Duke nipped and nuzzled his way to Joey's other ear before he continued to speak. "And a dog should be happy to please its master."

"So you're into bestiality?" Joey asked without thinking, like he usually did. He yelped as he was slapped hard on his thigh, the sting felt through the leather. He unconsciously let go of Duke's hand to rub the injury only to be rewarded with the sound of the zipper of his shirt being undone and the cool bathroom air against his chest. "What if I refuse you, refuse to let this happen?"

"Mmmm, then you would be breaking your word then wouldn't you." Duke responded as he slipped his hands to roam on Joey's bare chest, rubbing his palms over the hardening nubs there. Joey made a strangled sound as Duke started to nibble and lick at his ear. Joey's breath started to come faster and he leaned back into Duke, obviously falling for the effects of talented hands. "I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself as much as I'm going to enjoy this."

"But I don't wanna…." Joey whimpered as he trailed off. Duke grinned and settled the blond in his lap as he removed the wet shirt. He admired Joey's exposed chest, licking his lips and smirking at the blush tainting the blonds' cheeks, complimenting his fair skin and hair. It was truly an arousing sight causing Duke to moan appreciatively.

"I know you don't." Duke responded to Joey who refused to look at him, tossing the wet shirt out of the tub with distaste. He smiled, running a hand along the others neck and shoulder before he continued speaking. "But I'm going to make you enjoy it and have you begging for more."

Joey didn't know what to think, or say to that, as it was purred into his ear. His mind was screaming that this was all wrong and he should run and never look back. His body being rather rebellious as Dukes' talented mouth worked on his neck, while his capable hands explored his body, was demanding satisfaction. Duke continued to trail kisses across his shoulders and back, licking and nipping at the soft skin as his hands went to the blonds' pants, his thumbs hooked in the waist. "If I still wanted you to stop, would you?"

"Probably not. Why?" Duke asked as he paused in devastating the blond of his pants, his thumbs still in the waist of the slick fabric, waiting on the blond to continue speaking. He would stop if he had too, he wasn't that cruel yet, but the thought of stopping wasn't too appealing to him. He just didn't want to damage the prize in his lap if he could avoid it.

"If I don't like it…." Joey trailed off shaking slightly; he was nervous and scared, though he would never admit to the latter. Duke remained silent and unmoving as Joey took a deep calming breath as he browsed over his decisions, then decided on one. Joey latched his hands onto the others teens and removed the wet leather pants, kicking the shoes off and out of the tub along with the pants. Now they were both completely nude, or almost, as Joey still had dog-ears on his head, and in the bath.

"Well that was unexpected." Duke commented in surprise as he smirked and began running his hands over the blonds' body. Duke tried watching Joey's face but the blond kept his face down and turned away from his darker haired companion. Duke frowned, then grabbing a hand full of hair on the back of Joey's head, turned the blond to face him. "I would like it if you didn't ask me to stop."

Just as Joey was about to respond Duke kissed him, slipping his tongue passed open lips, Causing the blond to make a shock sound. Duke pulled back cursing as Joey bit into his tongue, and glared at the blonds' concerned face. "I'm sorry. I didn't…… you startled …….. Are you ok?"

"Maybe this wasn't such a bright idea." Duke muttered as he nursed a bruised tongue with a scowl. Joey leaned forward and laid a gentle hand on Duke's wrist, pulling his hand away. Duke continued to frown in hurt but let the blond move his hand away from his mouth. Maybe this could work.

"Said I was sorry. Didn't you know dogs bite." Joey started to gently kiss Duke's lips, raining down the soft kisses in a silent apology. Duke reached up, cupping Joey's face in his hands, deepening the kiss that was very much enjoyable. Still wary of being bitten again, Duke ran his abused tongue over the blonds' lip, silently asking entrance.

Joey complied, refraining from biting and letting Duke dominate the kiss as the raven-haired teen ran hands over his body. Joey unconsciously moaned into the kiss as Duke gently teased his tongue into an erotic dance. A moment later Duke broke the kiss as both of them breathed heavily as they gasped for most needed air. "Was that so bad?"

"No. I actually liked it." Joey responded tracing fingers across Dukes' face, almost shyly he smiled as he responded. He was stilling blushing, looking most demure at the moment. "I liked it a lot."

"Want more?" Duke asked huskily as he grasped one of Joey's nipples between his thumb and finger. Joey could only nod and moan, and Duke couldn't help but smile as Joey leaned back, exposing his neck that the obsidian haired teen attacked by nipping lightly at the sensitive flesh.

Joey moaned as his response, resting his hands on Duke's shoulder as he accepted the treatment. It wasn't all that bad; in fact it was quite the opposite of bad and Joey was getting hard. He allowed himself to be maneuvered so he was straddling his Master, while the dark haired others' hands roamed along his thighs too more interesting places.

Duke worked his way to the blonds' chest, sucking on the already hard nipples as his hands attended to other areas. Joey made a strangled sound as he felt the others' finger probe his entrance, sliding in past the ring of muscle. Duke smirked from where he was on Joey's chest as he started to move the one finger in and out slowly as Joey gasped and moaned. Then on the way back in slipped a second finger to add to the first, stretching the blond to prepare him for what was to come.

Duke continued to pump his fingers in and out as Joey made too ride them, making strangled and other erotic sounds. Suddenly Duke removed his fingers revealing in the whimper that came from Joey, who gave him a pout. Duke smiled at him, almost sinisterly and the blond actually looked concerned. Duke positioned himself at the blonds' puckered {Valmont "Did you just use `Puckered'?" Ballroom bangs head against keyboard} entrance as he spoke. "You ready for this Mongrel."

Joey was about to answer, his breathing heavy, but he never got the chance as he screamed at being penetrated. Duke slammed in all the way up to the hilt, completely sheathed in the heat known as Joey Wheeler. Duke paused a moment to let Joey get use to the feeling, pulling the blond to him so he could nibble at his neck and kiss him sweetly. Before Duke could break the kiss and tell Joey to let him know when he was ready, the blond started to move slowly up and down the shaft he had been impaled on.

Duke moaned with the feeling, his eyes half lidded and glazed over as stared at the blond with a half drunken smile on his face. Joey gazed back in a similar manner, save his lips were parted and he was panting as he rode the emerald eyed teen. Duke moved his hands to Joeys' hips and helped to speed things up, their movements causing more water to splash out of the tub and onto the floor, but neither one cared at the particular moment about the mess they were making. In fact both were more concerned with making a mess.

Duke shifted as he continued to pound into the blond, causing Joey to lean back with a small cry of pleasure and allowing Duke to hold back a little longer. He grinned and hit that spot repeatedly, and soon enough Joey was very vocal on his enjoyment of what was happening. In fact he was demanding about what he wanted. "Harder! Faster! Please…." He whimpered the politeness out as Duke complied, gripping the blonds waist with both arms to be able to slam into him without loosing his grip.

"I'm going to make you howl." Duke growled out pulling the puppy to him in a grip that was sure to leave bruises, trapping the blonds' arousal between their bodies and creating a nice friction for it. Joey became incoherent soon, lost in a daze of ecstasy as he felt the pressure building up. Then he might as well have howled anyways when he released for the cry he let out.

Muscles clenched around him, making white fire dance behind closed eyes as Duke made a strangled sound when he filled the blond on top of him with his seed. Taking a moment to catch his breath, he realized a couple of things. One, Joey was hugging him, breathing heavily with his face buried in his masters' neck, and two, Duke had a death grip on the blonds waist.

"Shit! Are you ok?" Duke asked as he released his life hold on the blond, but didn't let him go for fear he would fall into the water and drown. All he got was a weak nod and nuzzle from the blond. They stayed silent a moment, basking in the after glow of their activities. Both of them worn from expending so much energy, Duke still managed to run his hand up and down Joey's back in a very content and soothing manner.

"Waters getting' cold." Joey mumbled into Dukes' neck, though he made no move to get out of the cooling water.

"And I haven't even washed up properly yet." Duke smirked as he glanced at the waterlogged bathroom. He groaned at the sight, then grinned. "Mongrel, you have a mess to clean up in here." Joey jerked his head up and glared at the onyx haired teen, who smirked up at him, speaking as he pulled the blond into a heated kiss. "Maybe later though."

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"Damn straight later!! I'd be worn out after all that work!" Glances around, then sighs in defeat. "I don't own anything except the lighter, Duke wanted to borrow it so he could start this escapade!" Glares right back at Duke, A.k.a Otogi. "Anyways, all rights to their respective owners. I still want Yami Bakura, the evil, cute and sadistic nutcase! Stupid YGO people won't hand him over though. Ever notice how he has Bat wings for hair. Fly away Bakura! Hehehe." Runs from Bakura who is after her with her very own Fluffy Baseball bat of Doom.

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"I want chocolate, Pixie Styx, fast cars, CUTE MEN!! And any other goodies would be nice to boot!" Ballroom say's as the lighting fixture starts to give way. "Uh oh……."

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