The Stranger

A/N: I think I confused some of you. Usi is not a guard, he is a tradesman. I shall make that more clear in this chapter.

Anyways, if I could kiss all my reviewers, I probably would (that is, unless you guys shoot me first).

Hikari Raine: I update at every 10 reviews. No sooner, no later.

shanghanjin: I shall keep writing every free moment I have, but I shall not update unless I get 10 reviews (actually, I already have the story written up to chapter 15).

MatonakaTenshi: That’s a great job. Thank you.

nekoii: Usi is a tradesman, not a palace guard. He takes things in and out of the palace without anyone questioning him. Sorry I didn’t make it clear. And I update every 10 reviews. If you want me to update faster, then convince everyone you can to review and don’t forget to review yourself. As for the note, it wasn’t a chapter. You guys hadn’t reached 10 reviews yet. It was just a note.

catti-dono: I agree. A tortured Jou is a cute Jou. That’s why all my fics and dreams of him include Jou being tortured to no ends. It’s just too adorable.

Nekosune: Okay. Thank you for clarifying that for me.


-Hugs everybody-
Love,
Kitten

Chapter 13

Seth walked into his living quarters expecting a jovial blond to jump into his arms and kiss him as always. But, unfortunately, that never happened. Thinking the blond must either be eating or sleeping, Seth proceeded to go into the kitchen. When he didn’t find Jono there, he started walking towards his private chambers. When he found an empty bed, Seth started growing worried. This wasn’t like his slave.


“Where is he?” Seth asked impatiently one of his other slaves, a woman, currently cleaning the house.


The woman didn’t need to ask who Seth was talking about. Everyone in the palace knew that the young priest only got that worried about his little, blond pleasure slave.


“He hasn’t come back, yet, master.” The female slave answered.


“Where had he gone?”


“To take a walk, master. He left right after you did. Knowing Jono he is probably in the gardens.”


That was weird. Seth knew that Jono loved the gardens. They were like a miracle – pharaoh’s own, private, little oasis. But despite this, Jono never spent this much time there.


Without wasting any more time Seth made his way to the gardens, his heart beating a little bit faster now.


He searched every little spot in the gardens to no avail. Seth was really worried now. Where was his slave? What was he doing? Did Seth do something wrong to make him runaway again? Seth wanted to cry at the thought. He hadn’t done anything wrong. At least, he didn’t think he had. Had he?


“Guard, have you seen Jono, my slave?” Seth asked one of the guards near the gardens.


Asim bowed to the priests before replying, “No, master Seth.”


“Well, gather around everybody and start looking for him.”


Asim bowed once again, before heading towards the other guards with the priest’s message. He was sure that he wouldn’t get caught. After all, he was a guard and he had been on duty the whole day. And soon, he would be free to go home (of course home is not where he will be headed, but no one really needs to know that). The only people who had entered and left the building were the tradesmen who would buy furniture, food, etc., such as Usi. And the guards at the gate to the palace were in charge of checking everything that went in and out of the palace, so if anything, then they would get the blame.


Besides that, the blond had already run away once so naturally, once he could not be found inside the palace, everyone would assume that he ran away again.


Sure enough, no one had been able to find Jono inside the palace when Asim was told that he was free to go home and rest to prepare to serve the pharaoh the next day.


So Asim left towards the shack, whistling a happy tune as soon as he was away from the bloody palace of that bloody pharaoh and that bloody shadow magic.


“I see you have finally awaken,” came a dreary voice that sent shivers down Jono’s spine. For some reason the blond had a feeling that this wasn’t some sort of a joke. He had been kidnapped!!!


“Who are you? Where have you taken me?” Jono asked, now getting angry and scared all at the same time. He did not like the tone of the other male. Something in his voice wasn’t right.


Usi ignored Jono’s questions completely.


“My friend will be here shortly. Then, we can all have some harmless fun.”


Maybe it was the fact that he was tied, blindfolded, and naked (he was pretty sure of that, even though he could not see for sure), but something told Jono that the ‘harmless fun’ would be neither harmless nor fun for him.


“But what do you say we have a little fun together before he gets here.”


Jono wanted to reply to this with a strict “NO!” and tell the man that in case he didn’t know, he was the property of Seth, the high priest of Egypt, pharaoh’s right hand man and cousin and that the mentioned priest will have his head if he knew what he planned on doing to him.


But he couldn’t even utter the “NO!” before a hand moved over his chest and pinched a sensitive nipple.


Jono gasped. He couldn’t help himself. His body betrayed him as his cock twitched a little. This couldn’t be happening to him. Not after his master finally admitted he loved him. NOT NOW!


“You like this, don’t you.” It was a statement rather than a question. Usi then commenced to kissing Jono’s lips.


Jono wanted to cry. He held his lips closed as tight as he could, though he figured that sooner or later the pervert would have his way with him. Especially once his companion, the man he mentioned would be here soon, joined him.


Tears started streaming down Jono’s cheeks as the man above him tried to push his tongue into Jono’s mouth. Gods, would his master be able to save him? Jono hoped so, holding on to that hope as if it were his lifeline.


Help me, Seth. Jono kept asking Seth for help in his mind, hoping against the odds that the priest would somehow find him before it was too late.





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