"Toy Series"
My Dear Yami
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Disclaimer: I still don’t own
them…***sigh***
Summary: Who did Yugi call at
the end of I Want More????? Gotta read to find out.
Warnings: NC17… yaoi…. BDSM…kinda NC. Pretty dark…more
than just tying someone to a bed. So, as an additional fore warning…this
is not for kiddies or anyone who maybe swquicked by “moderate” BDSM.
AN: This is the third in what I have begun to call the
“Toy Series”. Thanks to YamiYugikun for betaing the
first half of this for me, and filling in the descriptive details which I
always lack.
My Dear Yami
‘My head is splitting like a pile driver has been
taken to my skull. The last thing I remember is sitting
in the living room, drinking some tea, and watching television.
can’t I see anything?’ I try to move again, but
am stopped by cold steel shackled around my wrists. I
can feel a bed beneath me, soft and cushiony, but I have no idea how I got
here.
“Ahh…you’re finally awake. Now
we can begin.” I hear my hikari say, his voice so cold it sends chills up
my already frozen spine.
I pull against the restraints madly and growl, “Let me
go, or you are going to be very sorry! I promise you
pain the likes of which you have never felt. How dare he shackle me down!?”
“Tsk. Tsk. I do not believe you
are in any position to be giving orders. Are you my
yami?”
“I swear, when I get out of these…. these…restraints…you
are going to greatly regret what you have done,” I hissed, feeling my blood
on fire with furry.
“Maybe so, but first you have to get out of them.
quite. I still struggle against the restraints around
my wrists, when I realize that my legs are tethered to each side of the bed
as well.
Another evil laugh, “Ahh…my yami. I
have you right where I want you. There is no sense
in struggling, you can’t get free; I made sure of that.”
“I don’t know how you managed this. But
I swear, when I get free you are going to pay dearly!” I
hear my hikari walk softly around the room, chuckling wickedly to himself.
slash across my exposed abdomen. Though I show no outward signs, I flinch
when the lashes make contact with my skin. Expecting
to have my flesh ripped open, I sigh inwardly in relief as only welts form
on my skin.
“That’s enough. You will only
speak when I give you permission. I am YOUR master
now. You will do only as I say!” my hikari nearly growled,
before delivering another blow to my welted abdomen. “Now,
you can either be a good little yami, and do as you are told and be rewarded.
mad man, punctuating each bout of maniacal laughter with an attack on my
exposed flesh.
Rage coursed through my body as I was dealt yet another
blow. My hikari would pay for this.
I clench my eyes behind the blindfold, as the angry welts begin to feel like
burning lava on my skin. I struggled against my bonds
violently only to be battered by another onslaught of the afore mentioned
lashes.
“I was so hg yog you would be a good little yami.
causing my blood to run cold. I can hear my hikari
skipping around the side of the bed. Next thing I know,
I have some kind of rubber ball being shoved into my mouth and secured around
the back of my splitting head.
“Wmhht the fuch tdo you thndyt yorjo dodif?”
wedged into my jaw, only to be assaulted with more than, what felt like, a
dozen blows. The marks on my skin become even angrier
and I can feel a few of them break open slightly.
“I do not recall giving you permission to speak.
hear what sounds like a lid being flipped open. I feel
my opening being tested as two fingers slip inside. They
begin to move, hitting my prostate with every movement. I
can’t help but to arch up and meet them. All to soon,
the invading fingers are removed. Gasping and trying
to prevent my body from responding, I clamp myself as tight as I possible
can.
That damned wicked laugh again. Then
in a voice so sweet it could cause your teeth to rot, “Do
you really think you can stop this?
now, as you try to stop yourself, you are responding to me.
I promise, I have many more things in store.” I try
to shift myself as something else is being inserted into me.
groan behind the object that is preventing me from speaking.
“I see you like that. Well, I
made sure it was positioned so that you would not receive any real pleasure
from it,” I hear my hikari taunts. “And to make sure
you don’t…” Something is being manipulated over my
balls and cock. “Yugi told me about the present he had given his yami, and
thought something along those lines may help me with you.
So, I went to the store I was told about, and I found the cock ring
he had suggested,” my hikari was saying offhandedly, as he continued to manipulate
my helpless cock. “But then, I found this lovely little
thing. It’s called the Gates of Hell*.”
but say, if I do this….” he cackled excitedly.
The bed shifts and he’s straddling me.
my plum colored nipples HARD. The sensation combined
with the constant vibrating in my ass causes me moan behind the ball gag.
stop myself from arching towards the body that is on top of me, desperate
for more contact. Much to my dismay, the contraption
that is surrounding my cock prevents me from being able to make the contact,
which my body is now yearning for.
He moves off of me. “Now, you
see no matter what you attempt, you will not be able to get the friction you
desire unless I allow it. And I do not
recall giving you permission to try to create that friction.”
moan to his delight. Each hit is harder than the last,
but fall just short of being painful. The sensations
are overwhelming and I begin to moan like a wanton whore.
“Very good. I knew you would submit
in no time.” I go rigid at his words.
my eyes behind the blindfold, trying to block out the ache in my throbbing
cock and the near maddening vibrations, as I begin to thrash wildly to free
myself. “Still haven’t learned have you?
clear to you.” I hear a “click” and the smell of lighter
fluid assaults my nostrils. Seconds later, hot liquid
is being poured onto each of my supersensitive nipples. Despite
all my self-control, I arch and moan.
There’s that damned sadistic laugh again.
yourself over to the pleasure this will be so much more enjoyable for you.”
drop landing on my cock head. I gasp loudly, feeling
the liquid dry and tighten the skin as I do so. Losing
all control of my senses I begin to thrash again, only from the sheer tortuous
pleasure running through me, not an attempt for escape. I
cannot prevent the very audible moans of pleasure that escape me.
“Now that’s a good yami. For that
show of pleasure, you will be given a reward.” As the
words are spoken I feel hot breath on the tip of my shaft.
His tongue flicks lightly over the head, dipping into the slit.
warmth, and it is immediately taken away.
“Ahh, but you did not have permission to do that…”
in and out of my body viciously. Just when I think
I will rip from the violent attack, the instrument of my abuse is removed
completely. A moment later the bed dips again and I
can feel my hikari positioning himself to enter me. He
begins to slam into my ill-treated passage amercmerciless pace.
I am in heaven or hell, as he grazes my prostate with each thrust.
each time the gland is hit, but the…Hells Gate…is preventing me from having
any hope of release. ‘Well it certainly is named
appropriately’ I think to myself as the pressure building inside and
the burning of the lashed welts on my flesh become unbearable.
despite the ball gagging my mouth.
Hearing my pathetic mewling, my hikari asks, “Do you
finally submit to me?” Desperate for relief, I moan
loudly and arch upwards, thrusting myself onto his invading member.
velocity. Moments pass and I begin to feel as though
I am literally being ripped a new one. Finally he tenses
and I feel his hot seed fill me. Panting loudly, he
collapses in a sweaty heap. I groan in agony, my cock
is painfully engorged and I have no way of release.
When he finally regains his breath he says, almost warmly,
“Do not worry yami. I told you if you did what you
were told you would be rewarded. For that submission,
you will be rewarded greatly.” His cock slides from
my well-abused channel, and I feel the rings surrounding my cock being removed.
for the contact I need to find relief.
“Patience my dear yami,” he says as the bed shifts again.
eternity, he lowers himself onto my throbbing shaft. I
begin to buck my hips frantically into the body encasing me.
see you still have not learned your lesson,” as he begins to rise to remove
me from the tight heat of his body. I whimper again
and stop my motions. In my mind, I can see him smirk
as he lowers himself fully back onto my cock. “That’s
what I thought. Now, if you cum before I say that you
can….what you have experienced thus far will pale in comparison to the punishment
for such an act.”
Unable to protest any longer, I lie motionless as he
rides me at a frantic pace. His body slamming at an
alarming speed against my own, I can sense that he has begun to stoke himself.
leans forward and removes the gag from my mouth. “You
can cum, once you say my name in a final submission to me.”
my hikari, with the last of my available breath I scream. “Maaaalllliiiikkk”
and collapse into blackness.
I am unaware of how much time has passed, when I hear
someone knocking on the door. Looking around, I note
that I am back on the couch on the living room, and fully clothed.
to answer the relentless knocking. The fiery pain
shooting through my abdomen and ass tell me that it had indeed not been just
a nightmare.
Growling in anger, and swearing to Ra that Malik would
pay dearly for his actions, I jerk the door open. I
am ready to tear the head from the intruder until I see the white-haired visitor
before me. Grabbing him by the arm I pull him inside
and say, “Bakura, do you have ANY idea what the hikaris have been encouraging
each other to do?”
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AN: *Gates of Hell is the actual
name of a “cock cage”. I do not know the name of the
company who makes it….but it’s their “thingy”. I know
this wasn’t my usual “comical style”, but I could not do this “series” without
some BDSM thrown in. Oh, and for those who thought
this would be Ryou/Bakura…SORRY. I had plans for them
before I wrote Time to Train the Puppy. It’s
only appropriate that I end this with them. I promise the next part of this
will be much lighter and fun. Hope you liked it though.