Cards of Fate
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
5,414
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Truth About Yui
~Cards of Fate~
Chapter 3
a Yugioh - Yami/Yugi story
By Meishie Laracott
rated R (?)
Summary: Inspired by many FF.Net Anthy and Anshi stories - bless their souls, they write damn good fiction! . . .
When Yugi's mom Yui Motou returns home, can Yami save Yugi from his mother's sick abusive ways ... and from his own past?
~~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~~
"Now, tell me about Yui Saotome Motou."
In surpise, Yugi spat out the bit of pizza he was eating on Yami's face. Yami wiped it off with the backside of his hand.
"Sorry," said Yugi, "You took me by surprise there."
"No really?" said Yami sarcastically, "Now, tell me. NOW."
When Yugi hesitated, Yami said, "May I remind you that I can force it out the hard way? Or I can just go into your soul room?"
"Okay," Yugi said, and decided to tell Yami not what memory he remembered earlier that day, but another, four years ago.
****************
Eight year old Yugi hid shaking in his attic, hidden behind some old boxes. He could hear his mother Yui stomping around downstairs, still looking for him.
"YUUUUUGIIIII-CHAAAAAAAN!" she yelled angrily, and Yugi could hear the snap of a ... belt? What was it?
Suddenly, Yui burst into the attic and knocked over the boxes revealing the frail boy.
Yui smirked. "Yugi-chan," she said, "Naughty boy. You will have to be punished for this." Her hands had been behind her back, concealing the object they held, but then Yui took them out.
Yugi winced as the whip cracked just an inch away from his face. "Now, Yugi-chan, come with me." Yui grabbed Yugi by the arm and dragged him downstairs and into the kitchen.
Yui reached into the robe she was wearing and took out rolls of bondage. She proceeded to strap Yugi face-down on the table, but not before ridding him of his shirt.
Yugi could not control the screams of pain as they escaped when the whip came upon his bare back. The leather whip cut through his skin, and came back up in the air stained with blood. This went on for ten minutes.
"I tire of this, Yugi-chan," said Yui finally as she unstrapped Yugi and sat him upright on the table. She set a hand on his knee. "Do you know how naughty you've been lately?"
Yugi shook his head.
"Well, you run from me all time time, you refuse to work, and it seems you just don't love me anymore, Yugi-chan!" Yugi (still in pain from the whipping) wondered where this tirade was leading to, when he noticed Yui's hand slipped farther off his knee and more down on his leg area.
Suddenly, his arms were strapped back to the table as he was roughly pushed down.
"I'll make you love me, Yugi-chan," growled Yui as her wandering hands ripped off Yugi's pants and undergarments, revealing his growing prick.
"No," whimpered Yugi softly, but it was overcome by a groan as his mother proceeded to rub his prick.
"Bastard," she whispered, "You incest son of a bitch. You probably like this, don't you, my sick, sick, Yugi-chan?"
Yugi let out a cry as Yui's mouth clamped down upon his prick and began sucking gently, then harder and harder until Yugi could take it no longer and came in her mouth.
Yui came up and put her mouth onto Yugi's, forcing him to swallow the come himself, which he had no choice but to do. When he did, the liplock became a forced passionate kiss, Yui's tongue swirling inside Yugi's mouth, enthralling in her son's taste.
Finally, Yui released Yugi from her hold. She wiped her mouth with her hand and unstrapped Yugi. "Go to your room," she ordered, "And don't come down til its dinner time. Take a shower. And put on clean clothes." That was re-inforced by the crack of a whip, causing Yugi to practically shoot up the stairs.
****************
Yugi finished his tale, and looked at Yami. Yami's face was deathly pale, and his hands were white clenching the sides of the couch. Every muscle in the Phaoroh's body was tense with rage, and his teeth were clenched tightly.
Then, Yugi was surprised when Yami smirked.
"So," Yami said, "This Yui is coming back on Sunday? I can't wait to .... meet her?"
Yugi's eyes widened. "What are you going to do?"
"Something that *you* should had done a long time ago," said Yami smartly, "Let's just say ... Yui's the one who is naughty, and this time it must be *us* to punish her."
Yugi smiled and his eyes shone radiantly at his aibou. "Oh, Yami!" he cried, wrapping his arms around Yami, surprising him by kissing him softly on one cheek.
Yami smiled. Preperations would soon commense for Yui's arrival. And when she came, Yami would be ready.
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Meishie: Review please!
Chapter 3
a Yugioh - Yami/Yugi story
By Meishie Laracott
rated R (?)
Summary: Inspired by many FF.Net Anthy and Anshi stories - bless their souls, they write damn good fiction! . . .
When Yugi's mom Yui Motou returns home, can Yami save Yugi from his mother's sick abusive ways ... and from his own past?
~~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~~
"Now, tell me about Yui Saotome Motou."
In surpise, Yugi spat out the bit of pizza he was eating on Yami's face. Yami wiped it off with the backside of his hand.
"Sorry," said Yugi, "You took me by surprise there."
"No really?" said Yami sarcastically, "Now, tell me. NOW."
When Yugi hesitated, Yami said, "May I remind you that I can force it out the hard way? Or I can just go into your soul room?"
"Okay," Yugi said, and decided to tell Yami not what memory he remembered earlier that day, but another, four years ago.
****************
Eight year old Yugi hid shaking in his attic, hidden behind some old boxes. He could hear his mother Yui stomping around downstairs, still looking for him.
"YUUUUUGIIIII-CHAAAAAAAN!" she yelled angrily, and Yugi could hear the snap of a ... belt? What was it?
Suddenly, Yui burst into the attic and knocked over the boxes revealing the frail boy.
Yui smirked. "Yugi-chan," she said, "Naughty boy. You will have to be punished for this." Her hands had been behind her back, concealing the object they held, but then Yui took them out.
Yugi winced as the whip cracked just an inch away from his face. "Now, Yugi-chan, come with me." Yui grabbed Yugi by the arm and dragged him downstairs and into the kitchen.
Yui reached into the robe she was wearing and took out rolls of bondage. She proceeded to strap Yugi face-down on the table, but not before ridding him of his shirt.
Yugi could not control the screams of pain as they escaped when the whip came upon his bare back. The leather whip cut through his skin, and came back up in the air stained with blood. This went on for ten minutes.
"I tire of this, Yugi-chan," said Yui finally as she unstrapped Yugi and sat him upright on the table. She set a hand on his knee. "Do you know how naughty you've been lately?"
Yugi shook his head.
"Well, you run from me all time time, you refuse to work, and it seems you just don't love me anymore, Yugi-chan!" Yugi (still in pain from the whipping) wondered where this tirade was leading to, when he noticed Yui's hand slipped farther off his knee and more down on his leg area.
Suddenly, his arms were strapped back to the table as he was roughly pushed down.
"I'll make you love me, Yugi-chan," growled Yui as her wandering hands ripped off Yugi's pants and undergarments, revealing his growing prick.
"No," whimpered Yugi softly, but it was overcome by a groan as his mother proceeded to rub his prick.
"Bastard," she whispered, "You incest son of a bitch. You probably like this, don't you, my sick, sick, Yugi-chan?"
Yugi let out a cry as Yui's mouth clamped down upon his prick and began sucking gently, then harder and harder until Yugi could take it no longer and came in her mouth.
Yui came up and put her mouth onto Yugi's, forcing him to swallow the come himself, which he had no choice but to do. When he did, the liplock became a forced passionate kiss, Yui's tongue swirling inside Yugi's mouth, enthralling in her son's taste.
Finally, Yui released Yugi from her hold. She wiped her mouth with her hand and unstrapped Yugi. "Go to your room," she ordered, "And don't come down til its dinner time. Take a shower. And put on clean clothes." That was re-inforced by the crack of a whip, causing Yugi to practically shoot up the stairs.
****************
Yugi finished his tale, and looked at Yami. Yami's face was deathly pale, and his hands were white clenching the sides of the couch. Every muscle in the Phaoroh's body was tense with rage, and his teeth were clenched tightly.
Then, Yugi was surprised when Yami smirked.
"So," Yami said, "This Yui is coming back on Sunday? I can't wait to .... meet her?"
Yugi's eyes widened. "What are you going to do?"
"Something that *you* should had done a long time ago," said Yami smartly, "Let's just say ... Yui's the one who is naughty, and this time it must be *us* to punish her."
Yugi smiled and his eyes shone radiantly at his aibou. "Oh, Yami!" he cried, wrapping his arms around Yami, surprising him by kissing him softly on one cheek.
Yami smiled. Preperations would soon commense for Yui's arrival. And when she came, Yami would be ready.
*************
Meishie: Review please!