Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tears of Betrayal ❯ All My Life ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Yami-Jen 
Malik/Isis/Yami Yippee! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.08.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Malik/Isis/Yami Yippee! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.08.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Tears of Betrayal
By Yami-Jen
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A/N: ***THERE IS INCEST AND RAPE IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!! So don't read if you don't like!!!***
Also I ran out of main characters to use for parts so I used Otogi (not Duke *shudders*) in this chappie! (You're probably thinking 'what about Yugi? And Jou? And Ryou? You'll see what I mean soon....) So read and let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. Trust me, if I did there would be no Anzu, better storylines and TONS of yaoi lemony freshness!^_^
Warnings: Yaoi (guy on guy action), *INCEST*, *RAPE*, m/m/f, lemons, and tons of OOC so if you don't like that, leave now! Flames will just give me a good laugh!
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Chapter Four ~ All My Life ~ (Inspired by the Foo Fighter's Song!)
*The next morning*
Like most mornings in the Palace, Ryouji stepped into the pharaoh's chambers to straighten the place up a bit, which was his job as a slave. He wasn't one of the lower pleasure slaves though. He was treated pretty decently and no one gave him much trouble. Anyways, he usually waited till it was late in the morning so Yami would be gone, punishing people, overseeing his council, whatever. Ryouji didn't really care. He just cleaned the place up and then he had temple duty, routine cleaning and such to do there too. He didn't mind really. The high priest was rather elusive and he never saw him.
This morning was a little different though. Ryouji entered the chambers and walked in towards the bed, intending to wash the sheets as usual. But as he approached he saw three figures still lying in it, the pharaoh *gulp* and what appeared to be two slaves.
'Oh shit.' Ryouji backed away slowly, green eyes wavering. The pharaoh was known to be grumpy, especially if he was disturbed in the morning. Hey, why else did he make sure to avoid him every day? But unfortunately for the poor guy, it was too late. The pharaoh rolled over and opened his fiery crimson eyes, glaring at the intruder.
"Either you're going to bring me breakfast, or be my newest fuck toy."
Ryouji kept backing away at a faster pace, replying quickly, "I was going to get the food right now your highness!"
He scuttled out the door at record pace and hurried to the kitchens to save his ass.
Yami chuckled to himself, 'What a idiot.' He laid back down and looked at the two beside him. They looked contented and peaceful. 'So beautiful.' He leaned over and kissed both of them on the forehead. 'And they're all mine.' He smirked at the thought. About that time, Ryouji, who'd somehow managed to scrounge up some food in that short amount of time, hurried back into the room with a large tray. He set it down on the small table next to the bed, timidly bowing before Yami and then left, not looking back once.
The short commotion awakened Malik. He opened his eyes and looked over at Yami beside him, hair falling in his face. Yami smiled genuinely, not smirked, and brushing the hair away from his face, kissed him deeply. Their tongues intertwined, and this time Malik didn't bite. They finally broke away panting. By now Isis had awoken as well and she sat up, rather disoriented. "Yami.....Malik...."
Yami then leaned her way, bestowing her with an equally passionate kiss, which cleared her fogged mind. Malik, meanwhile, noticed the tray of food, and being a hungry growing boy, tried to climb over Yami to get it. But as soon as he sat up, a sharp spear of pain raced through his lower back. "Oh gods."
He whimpered and returned to his previous position. Yami noticed this and broke away from Isis. "You can eat later. Right now I think the best thing for you would be a hot bath."
He proceeded to stand up, stretching a bit before lifting Malik up in his arms and carrying him to the adjoining bathroom, complete with gigantic tub, easily comfy enough for three. Isis followed, amazed at the strength Yami possessed, but his frame didn't show. At Yami's request she started drawing a bath, pouring in the rich oils and essences scattered about the room. Yami set Malik down, causing the the pain in his spine to return tenfold. Yami kept his arm around the boy's waist, keeping him on his feet and rubbing soothing circles in his lower back. Once the bath was ready, they all got in, letting the heated water and intoxicating scents relax and cleanse their bodies.
Malik leaned back, the water feels so good. While the pain was nothing like what he felt after Seto took him, it was still pretty bad. He couldn't help but wonder why something that felt so wonderful the previous night have to cause all this agony now.
Isis was pondering her own thoughts. She felt so sorry for poor Malik, she know that he was in so much pain. Plus the fact that he was raped....She couldn't believe he never told her!! What a fool. That guard should have paid for what he did! Anyways, she was just glad that Malik trusted Yami now. And last night. That had to have been the most erotic thing she'd ever seen...
Yami just sat back and watched his two beautiful slaves deep in thought. About what he had no idea. The pharaoh realized then that he knew absolutely nothing about them other than they were siblings. He can fix that!
Yami was about to speak when a flustered-looking Bakura burst into the room. "Yami!! There you are! Do you realize what the Ra-damned time is?! Your council has been waiting over an hour for you!!"
He blushed a bit, for it's not everyday that he got to see the extremely sexy pharaoh and his two extremely sexy slaves completely naked. Yami just rolled his eyes at the white-haired boy. "Well tell them to just fucking take the day off! I don't feel like gracing those bastards with my presence today!"
He scowled. He's the pharaoh. He should be able to do what ever he fucking pleased. Bakura, although still looking agitated, nodded in silent agreement and walked out, not eager to further irritate Yami. He was the boy's advisor but it wasn't like the stubborn pharaoh took much advice from him.
Yami's attention now reverted to his two beauties. "See. That's just one of the perks of being the pharaoh. Spending every day with the imbeciles otherwise known as your council."
Yami sighed and sank further under the surface. Malik and Isis both looked rather surprised. Malik was the first to speak up, "You don't like being the pharaoh? I thought you'd enjoy the power and total control."
Yami smirked. "Yeah, it's fun at first but then you have the entire welfare of an empire resting on your shoulders. But I'd rather not talk about it now....why don't you tell me about your lives. Who you loved, who you miss now."
This surprised the two even more than the previous statement. This time Isis was the first to respond. "Well, our parents died when we were very young. We grew up with friends."
Malik nodded in agreement. "Yes, but our friends ended up being our family. Shortly after our parents died we met a boy named Yugi. He lived with his grandfather, and being very kind-hearted, they let us stay with them. Come to think of it, Yugi looks very much like a shorter version of you, Yami."
"Hmmm..." This intrigued Yami. "Please continue."
"Over the years, Yugi's grandfather ended up taking in many children, whom we became very close to. There is Ryou, who looks very similar to the man who just came in here."
Yami smirked, "Bakura." He'd very much like to meet this boy.
Malik continued, "And there's Honda. His entire family, save him, died in a fire. And Mokuba. He was abandoned as a child. And finally there is Jounouchi. Isis here was in love with him." Malik smirked.
Isis rolled her eyes at him, "WAS. That was a long while ago." She faced Yami again. "We were engaged for some time but it turned out he likes boys more than girls. And Malik screwed him." She scowled at her brother. "Needless to say, that was the end of that relationship."
Yami chuckled. This is another boy he'd like to meet.
"And Malik here had a thing for Ryou. And for the longest time he thought that the boy was straight but he wasn't actually. So Malik finally got to fuck him."
Malik grinned. "And it was a very nice fuck!"
"I thought you were supposed to be innocent, slave!" Yami interjected, remembering Bakura's earlier comment that he was.
"Well, up till last night, I've always been the dominant one in the relationship. I had never let myself be taken--" Malik then remembered his little story and quickly added, "--except when I was raped."
"I see." Yami then was struck with an idea. A rather evil one at that. "So you only like men, Malik?"
"Well, no. I like women too. It just seems I end up screwing effeminate-looking men."
Yami was pleased with this. "Have you ever fucked Isis?" He smirked evilly.
"Um no. She's my sister." Malik and Isis both blushed. Even though his statement was true, neither could say that they hadn't at least thought about it.
"Well I want you to fuck her now, slave. And then maybe I'll grace you with the story of my life and the pharaoh's power. A story that few know." He was very pleased with himself, since he always did the fucking and never really got to watch. "I'm waiting slaves."
Malik and Isis looked rather nervously at each other. Isis was the first to act thinking to herself, 'Oh what the fuck.'
She moved over to Malik and crawled into his lap, throwing a leg on each side of him. Not one to be dominated, he crushed his lips onto hers, slipping his tongue in her open and inviting mouth. She could feel his erection pressing into her thigh underwater and couldn't believe she was doing this. Malik let his hands slip down to her breasts, fondling roughly, making the girl moan. He couldn't believe he was living out one of his fantasies. He kissed her collarbone and moved to take a nipple in his mouth as Isis threw her head back and tangled her fingers into his hair.
Yami was sitting in awe watching this all unfold. While he did want them to do as he said, he didn't expect this much passion. He ran his hand over his aching member and let out a growl from deep in his throat. Every little moan or cry just inflamed him more.
Malik, eager to be inside his sister, lifted her up a bit. Catching on quickly, Isis positioned herself and lowered her hips, impaling herself on his throbbing erection. They both let out moans as she rode her brother, amazed at how good it felt. Malik pulled her close and kissed her again. "Oh gods!" His hands rested on her hips, instinctively guiding her, aiding her thrusts.
Yami couldn't take just watching anymore. He had to get in on the action. He reached over to the oils that had been added to the bath earlier and poured some on his hard member, smoothing it over before approaching the two slaves. He came up behind Isis, and without any warning, penetrated her anally. She let out a long wail, partially in pain, but mostly in pleasure. Yami pulled out again and started thrusting in time with Malik. Isis was in heaven. Never had she felt such a rush, a mingling of pleasure and pain all at one moment. Yami leaned over her shoulder, still grinding into her, to kiss Malik sloppily, tongues running over lips and teeth. Okay, Isis was now convinced. This was the most erotic thing she's ever experienced, watching the two men pounding into her kiss frantically, passionately. Yami broke away panting, "So Isis.......how.....do you.....like.....this?" He gasped between gulps of air.
"Oh Ra.....oh....yes..." Yami reached around her and found her hard little nub and rubbed it, causing Isis to scream out. Malik plunged his tongue into her mouth, groaning as he muffled the sound. Yami's eyes rolled back in his head. He was so close, but he wanted the other two to climax with him. He wrapped his arms around Isis's waist, and pinched her clit extremely hard, pushing her fully over the edge while screaming both of the boy's names. Her powerful orgasm, initiating the clenching of her passages was more than enough to send the other two into ecstasy.
They laid there for a while catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their pleasure. Eventually Yami removed himself and pulled his two lovers close, drifting off. "You're going to most definitely feel that later my dear."
*Meanwhile, In the Temple of Ra* *SETO'S POV*
Ra damn it! The fucking rod isn't enough. To carry out my plans I need more power. And I can't get it now with the stupid pharaoh in the palace. DAMN! I paced back and forth through my room in the back of the temple. I was a fucking high priest! I should get what I fucking want! If only that idiot didn't have the millenium puzzle! Fucking bastard ends up with the most powerful item! Damn it!!
I left my chamber and entered the main area of the temple, muttering obscenities to myself. I wish that blond slave was here. I could beat the living shit out of him and then rape him again. Heh. Just about then some fool waltzed in. Hmmmm.....A lovely fool with longish dark hair and bright green eyes, wearing only a loose-fitting pair of pants. Ah yes. I'd seen him before. He's one of the slaves from the palace that works here during the day. He was going about his business, changing the linens and such, oblivious to me as I approached him. Yes an easy victim. I grabbed his shoulder roughly, spinning him around and sending him falling to the ground, a look of confusion and surprise splashed on his face. Poor weakling. "M-master Seto?"
I glared coldly at him. "Do not speak my name, slave."
I pulled out my rod, unsheathing the sharp blade it hid and kneeled, straddling the boy. He was shaking, clearly terrified of me. Just the way I like them to be. I lowered the blade to his chest, carving into it, producing blood and a cry from the slave. I licked the blood away from him and the blade and raised my mouth to his, forcing my tongue in and making him taste his own blood. I bit his lip roughly and sucked the delicious red fluid. But that's enough toying with him. I want release and I want it now. Then maybe I'll play. I easily pulled the boy's pants off and grabbed his length, which was growing hard, betraying him, and stroked it. He was near tears.. "P-please master! Don't do this!"
"Shut up you insolent little whore!" I slapped him across his face, "I'll do what I damn well please!"
The tears came now, even as he was hard. Stupid slave. I tired with his antics and pulled my robe off, revealing my fashionably pale, nicely muscled body. Hehe, I don't have to be modest. I pulled the whimpering slave's legs up and brutally shoved my rock-hard erection into him. He screamed, fisting his hands and trying to push me off. I backhanded him harshly, which silenced him for a moment, and pinned his wrists above his head. I started to pump into him aggressively, tearing in with each thrust. Oh Ra...yes. The boy was good. Almost as good as the other.....I closed my eyes and imagined that I was pounding not this boy, but the pharaoh's slave. I heard his pained screams. I could almost see his lavender eyes, clouded with fear and hurt. His blond hair, tousled as I rode him. I came violently, collapsing without a thought on the temple floor. "Oh Ra..."
Heh, I cruelly raped a slave in Ra's temple. I didn't care. If my plan was carried out, I'd be doomed to the underworld anyway. And thoughts like these coming from a high priest of Ra? I smirked. I opened my icy eyes, fixing them on the whimpering slave beneath me. I pulled out of him and looked him over. Not bad really. He was a beautiful boy. Just not as beautiful as the other one. His erection was throbbing away, still defying him even now, and blood was seeping from between his thighs. And I knew how to torture him further.
Green eyes opened and fixed on me. I crawled predatorily over his body and kissed him. Tears streamed down his face as he closed his eyes trying to block me out. I don't think so. I released his lips and traveled down his body to his sex, taking it in my mouth. He moaned a bit against his will. "Please m-master....no"
I ignored him and took in his entire length, raking my teeth along it. He couldn't help moaning. Fresh tears sprang from his green eyes as he closed them in shame. I was not only breaking him physically, but I was taking his pride as well. It didn't take long for him to come into my mouth, and I swallowed all of it, licking my lips. I sat up and smiled sadistically at him. "I gave you pleasure, bitch, now you must give me some more." The boy quivered in fear and pain. I reached for my rod....
*Back to the pharaoh's chambers* *NORMAL POV*
Yami, Isis, and Malik had all left the bath and were back in bed, enjoying each other's warmth and company, and Yami was especially enjoying his day off. Malik suddenly remembered something, "Yami?"
Yami replied lazily, "Yes, love?"
"You said if I screwed Isis you'd tell us about yourself and your power."
Yami's face remained blank, "Maybe I did..."
Malik pouted, "But I really want to know!"
Isis joined in, "Yes, I do as well!"
Yami smirked, amused by their curiosity about him, "Very well then. I suppose I might as well tell you."
He rolled over and pulled his two slaves to his chest. Taking a deep breath, he started his story.
"You see, being born the prince of Egypt, the only heir to the throne, I had a lot of responsibility early on. When I was but three years old, I was betrothed to a foreign princess, even younger than myself, named Anzu. My father, the pharaoh at the time, arranged this deal, which basically was supposed to provided me with a queen when I was pharaoh. The same thing was done for him."
Yami rolled his eyes, "My father was much luckier though. My mother is a kind woman, beautiful and sweet. My future queen is a possessive domineering bitch. I've only met her once but I already know. In her country, slavery and especially pleasure servants are considered barbaric. And men are only allowed one wife. I wasn't planning on marrying many women, but I didn't want to give up my slaves. She thought I was extremely rude for this and said she would change Egypt for the better. Whatever. She was so full of shit, and she's supposed to be the mother of my children. I never want to touch her, much less make love to her."
"Anyways, my father died when I was fourteen. My mother is still alive but ever since his death she's been weak and sickly, for the loss of her husband took a lot out of her. She never leaves her bed now but I visit her everyday. So anyway, at age fourteen I not only gained the throne of an empire, but a powerful magical item."
Yami nodded toward the small table beside his bed where a golden pyramid with a strange eye carved into it lay.
"The millenium puzzle. It gives me great power. Tell me slaves, have you heard of the shadow games?"
Malik replied, "Sort of....we know only the highest can play them."
Yami nodded, "Yes. Only one possessing a millenium item can play them. There are seven total, but three, the scale, the key, and the eye, are all buried in the tombs of pharaohs past. My father wore the puzzle, but because of its great power, it was given to me instead of being buried with him. Bakura, my adviser, owns the millenium ring. Seto-" Malik shuddered at the name. "-my high priest, has the millenium rod, and my mother is the possessor of the millenium necklace. She doesn't participate in the shadow games though. It's more of a memento of my father, since he gave it to her."
"Using these items, the user can transport themselves to the shadow realm. The shadow realm is a place containing hundreds of different monsters, but only three of each type. Each item holder can control only some of them, depending on their strength and which item they hold. Basically, to duel, two item holders transport themselves to the shadow realm and using the monsters they can control, they battle it out with their opponent. At the beginning, each duelist has 8000 points representing their life, and the loser is the one who is down to zero first. I am the undefeated champion of the shadow games which gives me the respect of my people and more importantly, the other item holders."
"Each item has certain special power though, my puzzle gives me the power to both open and close the shadow realm, so potentially, I could release all these monsters upon Egypt. That is why the pharaoh is the only one who can hold it and why it isn't buried in the pyramids, where some lowly tomb raider could steal it. I know not what powers the others hold, but they can all enter and leave the shadow realm, but not one other can open and close it like myself. I do know that if one person possessed more than one millenium item, they would get even greater power, and if someone owned all seven, they would have the power to rule the entire world or destroy it if they so desired. I know there's a lot of secrets and magic in the millenium items that even I know nothing about. They have been around for dynasties of pharaohs and have a mystic aura around them. I never know what it could possibly do."
Yami shuddered, "While I am undefeated, I still feel the weight of Egypt's welfare on my shoulders. Seto especially has wanted to defeat me but he can't, even though he possesses all three blue-eyes white dragons, one of the most powerful monsters in the shadow realm."
This discussion of Seto had caused Malik's tan face to turn several shades paler but the other two ignored this.
"Yeah, and you'd think that with my being the pharaoh, I'd be able to get out of this planned marriage, but no, sadly I can't. Since my father arranged it, I must honor it." Yami's face fell, "And since I'm eighteen now, she must be nearing that age as well, and that's when we will wed."
He scowled irritably, "Damn! You made me bring back all these horrid thoughts and feelings."
Malik winked at Isis, "Well I think we know how to fix that!" They pounced on Yami, pinning him to the bed....
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~*~All My Life~*~
By: Foo Fighters! From their latest Album, *One By One* Yes, go buy it kiddies! ^_~
All my life I've searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Please me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Calm down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
All my life I've searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Please me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Then I'm Done done on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one (Many times)
DONE DONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!! (many times)
DONE I'M DONE NOW I'M ON TO THE NEXT!!!
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
DONE DONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!!
DONE I'M DONE NOW I'M ON TO THE NEXT!!!
Just a shameless plug by yours truly, Yami-Jen, also known as foojen! ^_^
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A/N : Sorry if you're irked by my posting the song, but I figured since I used the title of it as my title for this chapter, I might as well grace the story with the lyrics! ^_^ Plus it could kinda serve for Seto's theme song for this story don't you think? I could have made the rape scene into a song-fic but that takes too much damn time!
Poor, poor Ryouji huh? I wasn't even planning that. I don't know where it came from....It just came! And I made this chapter so damn long! Wow! I think this is the longest chapter I've EVER written! Anyways, Just to let you know (and maybe warn you), this story will get pretty dark and violent with lots of death. Y'know, when Seto carries out his plan and stuff. So be careful.
Well you know the drill by now! Read, review, and then I shall write more! Mwahahahahahahahaha! o_O; Wow...I think it's past my bedtime....
By Yami-Jen
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A/N: ***THERE IS INCEST AND RAPE IN THIS CHAPTER!!!!!!! So don't read if you don't like!!!***
Also I ran out of main characters to use for parts so I used Otogi (not Duke *shudders*) in this chappie! (You're probably thinking 'what about Yugi? And Jou? And Ryou? You'll see what I mean soon....) So read and let me know what you think!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. Trust me, if I did there would be no Anzu, better storylines and TONS of yaoi lemony freshness!^_^
Warnings: Yaoi (guy on guy action), *INCEST*, *RAPE*, m/m/f, lemons, and tons of OOC so if you don't like that, leave now! Flames will just give me a good laugh!
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Chapter Four ~ All My Life ~ (Inspired by the Foo Fighter's Song!)
*The next morning*
Like most mornings in the Palace, Ryouji stepped into the pharaoh's chambers to straighten the place up a bit, which was his job as a slave. He wasn't one of the lower pleasure slaves though. He was treated pretty decently and no one gave him much trouble. Anyways, he usually waited till it was late in the morning so Yami would be gone, punishing people, overseeing his council, whatever. Ryouji didn't really care. He just cleaned the place up and then he had temple duty, routine cleaning and such to do there too. He didn't mind really. The high priest was rather elusive and he never saw him.
This morning was a little different though. Ryouji entered the chambers and walked in towards the bed, intending to wash the sheets as usual. But as he approached he saw three figures still lying in it, the pharaoh *gulp* and what appeared to be two slaves.
'Oh shit.' Ryouji backed away slowly, green eyes wavering. The pharaoh was known to be grumpy, especially if he was disturbed in the morning. Hey, why else did he make sure to avoid him every day? But unfortunately for the poor guy, it was too late. The pharaoh rolled over and opened his fiery crimson eyes, glaring at the intruder.
"Either you're going to bring me breakfast, or be my newest fuck toy."
Ryouji kept backing away at a faster pace, replying quickly, "I was going to get the food right now your highness!"
He scuttled out the door at record pace and hurried to the kitchens to save his ass.
Yami chuckled to himself, 'What a idiot.' He laid back down and looked at the two beside him. They looked contented and peaceful. 'So beautiful.' He leaned over and kissed both of them on the forehead. 'And they're all mine.' He smirked at the thought. About that time, Ryouji, who'd somehow managed to scrounge up some food in that short amount of time, hurried back into the room with a large tray. He set it down on the small table next to the bed, timidly bowing before Yami and then left, not looking back once.
The short commotion awakened Malik. He opened his eyes and looked over at Yami beside him, hair falling in his face. Yami smiled genuinely, not smirked, and brushing the hair away from his face, kissed him deeply. Their tongues intertwined, and this time Malik didn't bite. They finally broke away panting. By now Isis had awoken as well and she sat up, rather disoriented. "Yami.....Malik...."
Yami then leaned her way, bestowing her with an equally passionate kiss, which cleared her fogged mind. Malik, meanwhile, noticed the tray of food, and being a hungry growing boy, tried to climb over Yami to get it. But as soon as he sat up, a sharp spear of pain raced through his lower back. "Oh gods."
He whimpered and returned to his previous position. Yami noticed this and broke away from Isis. "You can eat later. Right now I think the best thing for you would be a hot bath."
He proceeded to stand up, stretching a bit before lifting Malik up in his arms and carrying him to the adjoining bathroom, complete with gigantic tub, easily comfy enough for three. Isis followed, amazed at the strength Yami possessed, but his frame didn't show. At Yami's request she started drawing a bath, pouring in the rich oils and essences scattered about the room. Yami set Malik down, causing the the pain in his spine to return tenfold. Yami kept his arm around the boy's waist, keeping him on his feet and rubbing soothing circles in his lower back. Once the bath was ready, they all got in, letting the heated water and intoxicating scents relax and cleanse their bodies.
Malik leaned back, the water feels so good. While the pain was nothing like what he felt after Seto took him, it was still pretty bad. He couldn't help but wonder why something that felt so wonderful the previous night have to cause all this agony now.
Isis was pondering her own thoughts. She felt so sorry for poor Malik, she know that he was in so much pain. Plus the fact that he was raped....She couldn't believe he never told her!! What a fool. That guard should have paid for what he did! Anyways, she was just glad that Malik trusted Yami now. And last night. That had to have been the most erotic thing she'd ever seen...
Yami just sat back and watched his two beautiful slaves deep in thought. About what he had no idea. The pharaoh realized then that he knew absolutely nothing about them other than they were siblings. He can fix that!
Yami was about to speak when a flustered-looking Bakura burst into the room. "Yami!! There you are! Do you realize what the Ra-damned time is?! Your council has been waiting over an hour for you!!"
He blushed a bit, for it's not everyday that he got to see the extremely sexy pharaoh and his two extremely sexy slaves completely naked. Yami just rolled his eyes at the white-haired boy. "Well tell them to just fucking take the day off! I don't feel like gracing those bastards with my presence today!"
He scowled. He's the pharaoh. He should be able to do what ever he fucking pleased. Bakura, although still looking agitated, nodded in silent agreement and walked out, not eager to further irritate Yami. He was the boy's advisor but it wasn't like the stubborn pharaoh took much advice from him.
Yami's attention now reverted to his two beauties. "See. That's just one of the perks of being the pharaoh. Spending every day with the imbeciles otherwise known as your council."
Yami sighed and sank further under the surface. Malik and Isis both looked rather surprised. Malik was the first to speak up, "You don't like being the pharaoh? I thought you'd enjoy the power and total control."
Yami smirked. "Yeah, it's fun at first but then you have the entire welfare of an empire resting on your shoulders. But I'd rather not talk about it now....why don't you tell me about your lives. Who you loved, who you miss now."
This surprised the two even more than the previous statement. This time Isis was the first to respond. "Well, our parents died when we were very young. We grew up with friends."
Malik nodded in agreement. "Yes, but our friends ended up being our family. Shortly after our parents died we met a boy named Yugi. He lived with his grandfather, and being very kind-hearted, they let us stay with them. Come to think of it, Yugi looks very much like a shorter version of you, Yami."
"Hmmm..." This intrigued Yami. "Please continue."
"Over the years, Yugi's grandfather ended up taking in many children, whom we became very close to. There is Ryou, who looks very similar to the man who just came in here."
Yami smirked, "Bakura." He'd very much like to meet this boy.
Malik continued, "And there's Honda. His entire family, save him, died in a fire. And Mokuba. He was abandoned as a child. And finally there is Jounouchi. Isis here was in love with him." Malik smirked.
Isis rolled her eyes at him, "WAS. That was a long while ago." She faced Yami again. "We were engaged for some time but it turned out he likes boys more than girls. And Malik screwed him." She scowled at her brother. "Needless to say, that was the end of that relationship."
Yami chuckled. This is another boy he'd like to meet.
"And Malik here had a thing for Ryou. And for the longest time he thought that the boy was straight but he wasn't actually. So Malik finally got to fuck him."
Malik grinned. "And it was a very nice fuck!"
"I thought you were supposed to be innocent, slave!" Yami interjected, remembering Bakura's earlier comment that he was.
"Well, up till last night, I've always been the dominant one in the relationship. I had never let myself be taken--" Malik then remembered his little story and quickly added, "--except when I was raped."
"I see." Yami then was struck with an idea. A rather evil one at that. "So you only like men, Malik?"
"Well, no. I like women too. It just seems I end up screwing effeminate-looking men."
Yami was pleased with this. "Have you ever fucked Isis?" He smirked evilly.
"Um no. She's my sister." Malik and Isis both blushed. Even though his statement was true, neither could say that they hadn't at least thought about it.
"Well I want you to fuck her now, slave. And then maybe I'll grace you with the story of my life and the pharaoh's power. A story that few know." He was very pleased with himself, since he always did the fucking and never really got to watch. "I'm waiting slaves."
Malik and Isis looked rather nervously at each other. Isis was the first to act thinking to herself, 'Oh what the fuck.'
She moved over to Malik and crawled into his lap, throwing a leg on each side of him. Not one to be dominated, he crushed his lips onto hers, slipping his tongue in her open and inviting mouth. She could feel his erection pressing into her thigh underwater and couldn't believe she was doing this. Malik let his hands slip down to her breasts, fondling roughly, making the girl moan. He couldn't believe he was living out one of his fantasies. He kissed her collarbone and moved to take a nipple in his mouth as Isis threw her head back and tangled her fingers into his hair.
Yami was sitting in awe watching this all unfold. While he did want them to do as he said, he didn't expect this much passion. He ran his hand over his aching member and let out a growl from deep in his throat. Every little moan or cry just inflamed him more.
Malik, eager to be inside his sister, lifted her up a bit. Catching on quickly, Isis positioned herself and lowered her hips, impaling herself on his throbbing erection. They both let out moans as she rode her brother, amazed at how good it felt. Malik pulled her close and kissed her again. "Oh gods!" His hands rested on her hips, instinctively guiding her, aiding her thrusts.
Yami couldn't take just watching anymore. He had to get in on the action. He reached over to the oils that had been added to the bath earlier and poured some on his hard member, smoothing it over before approaching the two slaves. He came up behind Isis, and without any warning, penetrated her anally. She let out a long wail, partially in pain, but mostly in pleasure. Yami pulled out again and started thrusting in time with Malik. Isis was in heaven. Never had she felt such a rush, a mingling of pleasure and pain all at one moment. Yami leaned over her shoulder, still grinding into her, to kiss Malik sloppily, tongues running over lips and teeth. Okay, Isis was now convinced. This was the most erotic thing she's ever experienced, watching the two men pounding into her kiss frantically, passionately. Yami broke away panting, "So Isis.......how.....do you.....like.....this?" He gasped between gulps of air.
"Oh Ra.....oh....yes..." Yami reached around her and found her hard little nub and rubbed it, causing Isis to scream out. Malik plunged his tongue into her mouth, groaning as he muffled the sound. Yami's eyes rolled back in his head. He was so close, but he wanted the other two to climax with him. He wrapped his arms around Isis's waist, and pinched her clit extremely hard, pushing her fully over the edge while screaming both of the boy's names. Her powerful orgasm, initiating the clenching of her passages was more than enough to send the other two into ecstasy.
They laid there for a while catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their pleasure. Eventually Yami removed himself and pulled his two lovers close, drifting off. "You're going to most definitely feel that later my dear."
*Meanwhile, In the Temple of Ra* *SETO'S POV*
Ra damn it! The fucking rod isn't enough. To carry out my plans I need more power. And I can't get it now with the stupid pharaoh in the palace. DAMN! I paced back and forth through my room in the back of the temple. I was a fucking high priest! I should get what I fucking want! If only that idiot didn't have the millenium puzzle! Fucking bastard ends up with the most powerful item! Damn it!!
I left my chamber and entered the main area of the temple, muttering obscenities to myself. I wish that blond slave was here. I could beat the living shit out of him and then rape him again. Heh. Just about then some fool waltzed in. Hmmmm.....A lovely fool with longish dark hair and bright green eyes, wearing only a loose-fitting pair of pants. Ah yes. I'd seen him before. He's one of the slaves from the palace that works here during the day. He was going about his business, changing the linens and such, oblivious to me as I approached him. Yes an easy victim. I grabbed his shoulder roughly, spinning him around and sending him falling to the ground, a look of confusion and surprise splashed on his face. Poor weakling. "M-master Seto?"
I glared coldly at him. "Do not speak my name, slave."
I pulled out my rod, unsheathing the sharp blade it hid and kneeled, straddling the boy. He was shaking, clearly terrified of me. Just the way I like them to be. I lowered the blade to his chest, carving into it, producing blood and a cry from the slave. I licked the blood away from him and the blade and raised my mouth to his, forcing my tongue in and making him taste his own blood. I bit his lip roughly and sucked the delicious red fluid. But that's enough toying with him. I want release and I want it now. Then maybe I'll play. I easily pulled the boy's pants off and grabbed his length, which was growing hard, betraying him, and stroked it. He was near tears.. "P-please master! Don't do this!"
"Shut up you insolent little whore!" I slapped him across his face, "I'll do what I damn well please!"
The tears came now, even as he was hard. Stupid slave. I tired with his antics and pulled my robe off, revealing my fashionably pale, nicely muscled body. Hehe, I don't have to be modest. I pulled the whimpering slave's legs up and brutally shoved my rock-hard erection into him. He screamed, fisting his hands and trying to push me off. I backhanded him harshly, which silenced him for a moment, and pinned his wrists above his head. I started to pump into him aggressively, tearing in with each thrust. Oh Ra...yes. The boy was good. Almost as good as the other.....I closed my eyes and imagined that I was pounding not this boy, but the pharaoh's slave. I heard his pained screams. I could almost see his lavender eyes, clouded with fear and hurt. His blond hair, tousled as I rode him. I came violently, collapsing without a thought on the temple floor. "Oh Ra..."
Heh, I cruelly raped a slave in Ra's temple. I didn't care. If my plan was carried out, I'd be doomed to the underworld anyway. And thoughts like these coming from a high priest of Ra? I smirked. I opened my icy eyes, fixing them on the whimpering slave beneath me. I pulled out of him and looked him over. Not bad really. He was a beautiful boy. Just not as beautiful as the other one. His erection was throbbing away, still defying him even now, and blood was seeping from between his thighs. And I knew how to torture him further.
Green eyes opened and fixed on me. I crawled predatorily over his body and kissed him. Tears streamed down his face as he closed his eyes trying to block me out. I don't think so. I released his lips and traveled down his body to his sex, taking it in my mouth. He moaned a bit against his will. "Please m-master....no"
I ignored him and took in his entire length, raking my teeth along it. He couldn't help moaning. Fresh tears sprang from his green eyes as he closed them in shame. I was not only breaking him physically, but I was taking his pride as well. It didn't take long for him to come into my mouth, and I swallowed all of it, licking my lips. I sat up and smiled sadistically at him. "I gave you pleasure, bitch, now you must give me some more." The boy quivered in fear and pain. I reached for my rod....
*Back to the pharaoh's chambers* *NORMAL POV*
Yami, Isis, and Malik had all left the bath and were back in bed, enjoying each other's warmth and company, and Yami was especially enjoying his day off. Malik suddenly remembered something, "Yami?"
Yami replied lazily, "Yes, love?"
"You said if I screwed Isis you'd tell us about yourself and your power."
Yami's face remained blank, "Maybe I did..."
Malik pouted, "But I really want to know!"
Isis joined in, "Yes, I do as well!"
Yami smirked, amused by their curiosity about him, "Very well then. I suppose I might as well tell you."
He rolled over and pulled his two slaves to his chest. Taking a deep breath, he started his story.
"You see, being born the prince of Egypt, the only heir to the throne, I had a lot of responsibility early on. When I was but three years old, I was betrothed to a foreign princess, even younger than myself, named Anzu. My father, the pharaoh at the time, arranged this deal, which basically was supposed to provided me with a queen when I was pharaoh. The same thing was done for him."
Yami rolled his eyes, "My father was much luckier though. My mother is a kind woman, beautiful and sweet. My future queen is a possessive domineering bitch. I've only met her once but I already know. In her country, slavery and especially pleasure servants are considered barbaric. And men are only allowed one wife. I wasn't planning on marrying many women, but I didn't want to give up my slaves. She thought I was extremely rude for this and said she would change Egypt for the better. Whatever. She was so full of shit, and she's supposed to be the mother of my children. I never want to touch her, much less make love to her."
"Anyways, my father died when I was fourteen. My mother is still alive but ever since his death she's been weak and sickly, for the loss of her husband took a lot out of her. She never leaves her bed now but I visit her everyday. So anyway, at age fourteen I not only gained the throne of an empire, but a powerful magical item."
Yami nodded toward the small table beside his bed where a golden pyramid with a strange eye carved into it lay.
"The millenium puzzle. It gives me great power. Tell me slaves, have you heard of the shadow games?"
Malik replied, "Sort of....we know only the highest can play them."
Yami nodded, "Yes. Only one possessing a millenium item can play them. There are seven total, but three, the scale, the key, and the eye, are all buried in the tombs of pharaohs past. My father wore the puzzle, but because of its great power, it was given to me instead of being buried with him. Bakura, my adviser, owns the millenium ring. Seto-" Malik shuddered at the name. "-my high priest, has the millenium rod, and my mother is the possessor of the millenium necklace. She doesn't participate in the shadow games though. It's more of a memento of my father, since he gave it to her."
"Using these items, the user can transport themselves to the shadow realm. The shadow realm is a place containing hundreds of different monsters, but only three of each type. Each item holder can control only some of them, depending on their strength and which item they hold. Basically, to duel, two item holders transport themselves to the shadow realm and using the monsters they can control, they battle it out with their opponent. At the beginning, each duelist has 8000 points representing their life, and the loser is the one who is down to zero first. I am the undefeated champion of the shadow games which gives me the respect of my people and more importantly, the other item holders."
"Each item has certain special power though, my puzzle gives me the power to both open and close the shadow realm, so potentially, I could release all these monsters upon Egypt. That is why the pharaoh is the only one who can hold it and why it isn't buried in the pyramids, where some lowly tomb raider could steal it. I know not what powers the others hold, but they can all enter and leave the shadow realm, but not one other can open and close it like myself. I do know that if one person possessed more than one millenium item, they would get even greater power, and if someone owned all seven, they would have the power to rule the entire world or destroy it if they so desired. I know there's a lot of secrets and magic in the millenium items that even I know nothing about. They have been around for dynasties of pharaohs and have a mystic aura around them. I never know what it could possibly do."
Yami shuddered, "While I am undefeated, I still feel the weight of Egypt's welfare on my shoulders. Seto especially has wanted to defeat me but he can't, even though he possesses all three blue-eyes white dragons, one of the most powerful monsters in the shadow realm."
This discussion of Seto had caused Malik's tan face to turn several shades paler but the other two ignored this.
"Yeah, and you'd think that with my being the pharaoh, I'd be able to get out of this planned marriage, but no, sadly I can't. Since my father arranged it, I must honor it." Yami's face fell, "And since I'm eighteen now, she must be nearing that age as well, and that's when we will wed."
He scowled irritably, "Damn! You made me bring back all these horrid thoughts and feelings."
Malik winked at Isis, "Well I think we know how to fix that!" They pounced on Yami, pinning him to the bed....
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~*~All My Life~*~
By: Foo Fighters! From their latest Album, *One By One* Yes, go buy it kiddies! ^_~
All my life I've searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Please me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Calm down don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give a twist
Something to hold when I lose my grip
Will I find something in there
To give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on I've got nothing to hide
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
All my life I've searching for something
Something never comes never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around and it's taken away
Please me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost
Then I'm Done done on to the next one
Done done and I'm on to the next one (Many times)
DONE DONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!! (many times)
DONE I'M DONE NOW I'M ON TO THE NEXT!!!
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keep pinning me down
DONE DONE ON TO THE NEXT ONE!!!
DONE I'M DONE NOW I'M ON TO THE NEXT!!!
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A/N : Sorry if you're irked by my posting the song, but I figured since I used the title of it as my title for this chapter, I might as well grace the story with the lyrics! ^_^ Plus it could kinda serve for Seto's theme song for this story don't you think? I could have made the rape scene into a song-fic but that takes too much damn time!
Poor, poor Ryouji huh? I wasn't even planning that. I don't know where it came from....It just came! And I made this chapter so damn long! Wow! I think this is the longest chapter I've EVER written! Anyways, Just to let you know (and maybe warn you), this story will get pretty dark and violent with lots of death. Y'know, when Seto carries out his plan and stuff. So be careful.
Well you know the drill by now! Read, review, and then I shall write more! Mwahahahahahahahaha! o_O; Wow...I think it's past my bedtime....