No way out

Chapter 3
On the inside-Meet Hakuoh

“Whaddya mean?” Joey asked Varon.

The lights were going out one by one among the cells.

“Well” Varon began. “I was on my way to the bank” “My girlfriend and I were getting a loan out for our new apartment”. As he spoke, he had to hold in his angst over what had led him inside this pure hell.

“Go on” Joey hinted.

“There was a robbery” “these thugs came in” “They were all dressed in black and had guns and started shooting”, Varon trembled as he spoke.

He remembered hiding behind the counter with Tea his girlfriend. They clung to each other for dear life.

“We thought that once they had surrendered the money” “The guys would have gone”. Varon took a deep breath.

“They didn’t”, “I heard one muffle through his balaclava that they couldn’t leave without doing some minor damage”.

Tristan and Joey listened in as Varon told them of how the three dark clothed robbers, held Tea against the wall and threatened her with a gun.

“They said if she didn’t do what they said they would shoot her in the mouth”.

“What did they wan her to do?” Joey asked, already knowing the answer.

“Well sex off course” Varon looked down at the concrete floor.

“She said” “Not on my life” “When they demanded oral from her”

Varon blinked back a tear as he re called.

“She was so loyal” he shook his head in sadness.

“She was willing to risk her life for me and she did”, “They shot her there and then in the mouth like they said”. Varon closed his eyes and winced at the thought of his brown haired girlfriend’s death.

“There was blood everywhere” Varon sweated.

“Anyway they held a gun to my head” “I thought that was it for me too when a police car pulled up outside”.

“So they pinned it on ya?” Tristan said with angry eyes.
Varon nodded.

“They wiped Tea’s blood all over me” “They handed me the gun and fled”.

“Holy fuck man” Joey was stunned.

“Ya don’t bail man” “What a pack of low life pussy’s” He felt his blood boil.

Varon did his best to hold in his horrid encounter by biting his lip and clenching onto the only bit of strength that he had.

“So the cops found me holding the gun and covered in Tea’s blood”
“I was such a mess I didn’t know what to say…” “I just stood there numb”.

The sound of Duke Devlin’s footsteps could be heard along the hall.

“Night boys” he yelled with a smart tone in his voice.

He wore his black uniform trouser pants and shirt with silver buttons a lot looser than Bakura.

Varon was then interrupted as the attractive dark haired guard opened up the metal cage known as Tristan and Joey’s cell.

Joey looked up and grinned.

“So you got a shitty pro bono lawyer who told you that there was no chance in hell you’d win your case right?” Duke questioned, with his arms crossed behind the already emotional little red head.

Varon nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard Dukes low yet seductive voice.

“Ah Varon meet Devlin over here” Joey introduced with a fake tone of politeness in his voice. Joey was anything but polite…nice enough at times, but not polite.

Duke sat down by Tristan.
“Yeah we met already didn’t we kid?” Duke held out his hand to the lonely new inmate.

Varon coyly shook the not so mean guard’s hand.

“Better not go around protesting your innocence kid” Duke warned, he then pulled out a brown paper which contained a misty bottle of Kentucky Bourbon.

“Ah ha good man” Joey thanked his pal, by taking the bottle and sculling about half the contents down his throat.

“Hey” Tristan yelled, grabbing the bottle out of Joeys hand and taking a swig.

Varon thought about Dukes words of warning.
“Why not?” he asked the Guard, who was now handing Joey a greasy looking cheese burger.

“Kaiba has no time for that shit” he replied.

“Just take Yugi down the hall there” he looked over out side the bars of the cell.

“Yeah he was an innocent or so he says” Tristan added.

“Why what he do?” Varon asked but was interrupted by a loud scream from across the rusty corridor block.

Duke rolled his eyes and got back up.

“It’s probably Ryou” he said annoyed.

“You better get going to your cell kid” he hinted for Varon to go and ran out the door.

Joey who was still munching on his cheese burger waved as Varon walked out of there cell.

He waved and continued to chat away to Tristan about the girls who were coming to see them on the weekend.

Varon sat alone in his cell, thinking, wandering regretting...
What would have been if he and Tea had not gone into the bank that day?
His Dad would still be talking to him and he would be snuggling up in bed with his girl.

All they wanted was a home of their own together.
Varon picked up a little picture of Tea that he had placed under his pillow.
He mourned for her every single day, and there was nothing that he could do to get his revenge on the thugs who did this to her.

He tossed and turned on his iron hard bed through the night.

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Seto Kaiba spun his black club round and round as he walked past each individual inmate on the cell.

Bakura walked like a peacock behind him, making sure to show off his body in his tight uniform that clung to his skin.

Again Seto stopped at Ryou and leaned in towards him.
Varon stood silently in his orange overalls and peered in to see what Ryou looked like that morning.

Everybody knew that the sisters had been to visit him last night.
Duke had gotten there too late as usual, for Ryou was only allowed to scream when they had finished and bolted back into their cells for the night.
“You’re cant hide it forever” Seto growled at the little white haired inmate.

His face had patched of freshly cut skin opened.

The uniform hid his scars and the giant gash that was on his thigh.
The pain was intense and the sore throbbed through the creased looking uniform he was wearing.

Seto glared a thousand daggers at the grey eyed inmate and continued to walk along, avoiding the Ishtars who stood there looking smug.

Malik had blood on his teeth, but managed to hide it by keeping his mouth closed when Seto walked past him.
Marik looked over at his brother and smiled with an evil grin. Whenever those two smiled their purple eyes became wider and glowed almost.

Seto stopped this time at Tristan and Joey who were standing along side each other.
Joey held his stance, not letting Seto get the better of him with his insults and threats.

“Morning Wheeler” He said with a sarcastic tone.

“Morning sir” Joey replied through sheer determination.

How he wanted to jump on him and slit his throat, but he knew that anything he said or did was an instant torture for him.

Seto winked at Tristan with a not so inviting glare and carried on until he reached the end cell which Varon didn’t even know held an inmate.

“See that Hakuoh is out for breakfast will you?” Seto ordered.

Bakura nodded and stood by the cell that contained this illusive prisoner.

Seto brushed past Varon. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Seto then stopped by Yugi and patted the battered looking boy on the head in a satisfied manner.

Yugi squinted in pain, as Seto hit one of the nerves that Bakura had last night.

“Oh and Bakura” Seto called out.

“Amelda’s Solitary has ended” “See that he is put in with...” Seto looked around for an inmate to put Amelda Aka the Lady killer with.

He then looked down at the poor trembling mess that was Yugi.

“Yugi Moto”.

A few eyes widened at the wardens response.
Yugi almost froze, until of course Seto hit him in the stomach with his club.

Yugi fell to the ground and clenched his abdomen.

Seto then strode off, his black coat trailing behind him.

“That guys worse than SS officer” Varon said as Him and Joey walked into the crowded cafeteria.

“Na not much in it really” Tristan added.

Joey and Tristan didn’t even bother going to get anything for breakfast; they had a good enough meal last night thanks to their pal Duke.

Varon was hungry yet also refused to eat, there was no way he was gonna risk going up there, not without Joey or Tristan.

Just then a tray fell to the ground. It was Ryou’s.
Keith and his two followers surrounded him, kicking him profusely in the head.

Joey shook his head and sighed.

Varon looked away to and felt himself grow with anger as he saw Sergeant Bakura stand against the cafeteria wall with his arms folded.

“Why isn’t he doing anything?” Varon asked shaking in fear and anger.

“Cause hes a fuckin ass hole Joey yelled loudly so Bakura could hear him.

The Ishtars whispered something amongst themselves, God knows what they were chewing on for breakfast, something that Bakura had given them.

Keith lay Ryou down in the middle of the floor and slid his hand up his sore leg.
He squeezed on the gash making Ryou yelp.

“I like to leave my mark” Keith whispered, running his other hand over Ryou’s crotch. He grabbed it with his hand and twisted it rather hard.

“Staaa” Ryou went to say stop but the pain was too overwhelming for him.

Bakura then casually walked over to the sisters told them to break it up.
The sisters winked at their victim and walked over to one of the tables.
The sergeant looked down at the pain stricken Egyptian boy.
He had an unsolved look of resentment in his eyes. He shook his head and walked away.

Bakura then approached Joey and gripped his shoulders.
Joey shuddered and turned around.

You’re venturing into deep waters mutt” he coldly scowled with warning.
“Yeah well it’s lucky he’s a good swimmer then isn’t it?” Tristan retaliated.

Bakura loosened his grip on Joey and focused his red eyes on to Joey’s pal.

“Il get you for that Taylor” Bakura hissed.

Tristan rolled his eyes and dismissed the sergeant’s comment.

“Foolish boy” Malik shook his head. Marik agreed and continued to devour a rather soft looking fleshy substance...what was it?

Bakura proceeded to walk over to the Ishtar men when the room suddenly went quiet.

Joey and Tristan turned to face the entrance to the cafeteria, as did everyone else, including Yugi and Ryou.

The man standing by the entrance glided through the room until he reached the counter.

“Thank you” he politely said as he was handed a sloppy bowl of mushy banana.

Varon widened his eyes, he was an inmate no doubt about that.
He wore his orange suit in such pristine condition and his accent was that of a man from Victorian England.

He quietly took a seat alone at the far end of the cafeteria.

After a few moments silence, Bakura approached this somewhat intriguing convict.

He mumbled something to him, before backing away slightly and walking rather quickly to the entrance to monitor the inmates.

When the chatting started again, Varon felt it safe to talk again.

“Who is that guy?” he whispered, looking over at the young well mannered man.

“The fourth horseman of the apocalypse” Malik replied, in a scary voice, trying to scare the new inmate.

Marik stood beside and laughed.

“Fuck off would ya?” Joey yelled back.

The Egyptian boys looked at Varon and exchanged glances.
They then left, and walked out of the cafeteria.

Varon didn’t know why or what the Ishtars were planning, but he was more concerned about this inmate that had the other cons all stunned.

Tristan leaned in and in a low voice informed Varon “that’s Hakuoh”
“Oh” Varon replied, remembering the warden mentioning his name.

“No one gets near him” Joey informed.
“Not even the fags”

Varon was confused.

He was expecting a bandit Keith to be the inmate that all the men feared, not a well mannered English boy.

“Seto won’t even go there when it comes to punishing him”
Tristan explained.

“What about the sergeant?” Varon asked, looking over at the grey haired man with a pasty complexion.

“Ha” Joey snorted.

“Not even Bakky” Tristan remarked.

Varon raised an eye brow and studied this Hakuoh.

He looked almost as innocent as Ryou. He was not much taller than Yugi or Varon either and had an almost sweet looking face.

No feature was out of place, although Varon did notice something in his eyes. His crystal coloured eyes, gave off something eerie which Varon could not quite put his finger on.

“He is a torturer and sadistic master” Taylor said quietly.

“Yuk” Varon squirmed at the thought of what he must have done to end up in this place, in a cell on his own.
Only the murderers and life-sentences were confined to a single cell.

“He doesn’t look so tough” Varon remarked, looking him up and down.

“O.o don’t you believe it” Tristan murmured.

“A few years ago a guard went in to check on him” “You know as a routine thing” Joey began.

“Well anyways, this guard, I forget his name” “Didn’t come out”
“Everyone had thought ya know the torturer struck again” “and assumed that Hakuoh had killed him”

“However” Joey narrowed his green eyes.

“The morning that they checked Hakuoh’s cell” “there was no body anywhere” “No sign of carnage or weapons”.
“Well how do they know that he was killed in Hakuoh’s cell?” Varon asked.

“Ah well that’s what they thought” “but no trace of this guard ever since” “he just disappeared” Tristan informed.

“That was until one night about a year or two ago” Joey added.

“It was during a routine check up” “the guard came out of the cell holding a lock of the disappeared guys hair” “and…” “A jaw bone”

“What?” Varon almost jumped out of his seat.

“Wasn’t it there before?”

Tristan and Joey shook their heads.

“Noone eve goes into that cell of Hakuoh’s anymore” Joey said shaking his head.

“Duke swears that he hears echoes and screams coming from inside” “when he peers his head in to look” “There’s no one but Hakuoh sitting there silently reading a book”.

“That’s not that terrible” Varon shrugs.

“Ha you don’t know what he did on the outside” Joey said, clicking his fingers as he stretched them.

“Well what did he...” Varon was interrupted by the tall Guard with the red hair and blonde streaks.

“Ok everyone” he announced.

“Get to work please”.

Bakura walked along side Yami as the inmates trudged off into he labour houses.

“I take it everything has been smoothed over?” he said, stroking the gentle guard on the arm as he patrolled.

“I am trying to do my job” Yami hissed back. “Something you should consider doing once in awhile”. Bakura glared at Yami.

He watched him walk away down the hall and rubbed his long bony hands together.

“Il get you my little rabbit” he mouthed softy, licking his lips.

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“Lights out” Duke called, through the corridors, switching off the electricity at the mains.

“Night sweet heart” Keith called from inside his cell.
Duke ignored it and went into Joey’s cell with yet another brown paper bag.

Meanwhile- Bakura stood outside of the prison and felt the cool night air on his skin.
He thought back to Seto’s words in the office this morning...

“Ryou still won’t crack”
“I know hes hiding something”
Seto slammed his fist down onto is desk in anger. No one hid secrets from Seto Kaiba.

“Leave it to me Mr Kaiba” Bakura replied, leaning against the office door.

Seto got up off of his desk and walked up to him.

“You think you can crack him?” Seto questioned.

Bakura ran his hand along his smooth complexion and nodded.

“Absolutely”

“Well good” Seto replied, sitting back down and going over his list.

“Yugi can’t keep up this innocence plea forever”
Seto looked at Bakura with a manner that said “you know what to do”

Bakura smiled, this was a passion of his. He did what he loved and enjoyed every minute of it too.

“What about that Yami the owner hired?” Bakura asked.

“Puh” seto smirked, “let’s just wait and see shall we?”

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Once Duke had left the row and went on to patrol the next block, Bakura entered.
He wore his uniform; the feel of the material against him gave him an exciting pleasure. Plus the feeling of authority he felt when he wore it made the little night time rounds he made even better….

Varon was almost asleep, for the first time since he had arrived….

His door was suddenly pounded open.

Varon leaped out of his flat iron bed. He got such a fright that he landed on the ground hard, until he was at the feet of his intruder.

“Why hello there my red headed beauty” Bakura looked down at him and knelt down beside him.

“Now you’re gonna follow me and not make a sound” Bakura whispered with an orderly voice.
Varon started breathing heavily.

Bakura smiled.

“I love the smell of fear” he ran his nose along Varon’s carrot top.

He then pulled Varon’s arms up until he was on his feet again.

He signalled for Varon to follow him by curling his index finger.

Varon said nothing. He just obeyed and followed the sergeant out of his cell.

When he passed Joey and Tristan’s cells he wished like mad that they would be able to hear his footsteps.

“Joey” he whispered as he walked along the dark corridor.

“What was that?” Bakura hissed, shoving one of his long metal rods against Varon’s lips.

Varon stood there shaking as he felt the cool metal on the tip of his mouth.

“Now you are going to be a good boy” he put down his rod and pulled out a pair of silver handcuffs from his uniform pocket.

Varon gasped. Bakura grinned as he placed the cold steel around Varon’s wrist.

He led him along the corridor until the reached another door.

He lifted a key up from his chain and unlocked the door, this was a familiar room for him, so he didn’t need to rummage around as he knew the lock of by heart.

“You’re statement says that you pleaded not guilty” Bakura half asked.
He then thrust open the door.

“Thought I would introduce to someone else who is innocent” Bakura sarcastically smiled and shoved Varon into the tiny cell where Yugi sat curled up on the floor.

“The innocent guy” Varon thought to himself as he was being dragged along by the handcuffs.

Bakura flung Varon’s arms against the wooden table that was placed in Yugi’s tiny box like confinement and hand cuffed his right hand around the table leg.

Varon held in a whimper of silent pain as Bakura placed the other handcuff on his arm.

Bakura then slammed the door in front of him and thrust Yugi against the wall.

Yugi’s face was now squashed against the wall.
Varon tried to wriggle his way out but was struck down by Bakura when he did.

“Stay still” he yelled, standing on his gut with his left foot.
Varon felt his insides turn as the point from the sergeant’s shoe dug into his chest.

Yugi suppressed his screams as Bakura pulled his hair tight and then rammed his head against the cold wall.

Varon closed his eyes and pretended to be somewhere else.

In the city with Tea…..

“Ahh” Yugi grunted in pain, as Bakura shoved one of his long metal rods right up his ass. He then ripped it out quickly and watched Yugi fall to the ground.

Bakura then grabbed Varon’s legs and pulled his baggy jeans away, revealing his bare white legs and briefs.

“Yugi remove his underwear” Bakura ordered.

Yugi stumbled back onto his feet and went to remove Varon’s under garments.

Bakura watched Varon pant anxiously, not knowing what Bakura was going to do to either of them next.

Varon lay handcuffed against the table, stripped down to nothing, his top and bottom half exposed.

Bakura then ordered Yugi to take off his clothes.

Varon’s eyes widened when he saw the marks along Yugi.

Cuts and bruises where just part of what was on his severed looking flesh.
His legs were almost raw with so much exposed flesh and his back was weeping with puss, the wounds he had received were obviously infected…

“Now turn him over” Bakura coldly ordered, Yugi to turn Varon onto his back.

Yugi was very gentle as he shifted Varon onto his stomach so his butt was not in full view.

Bakura then slipped himself out of his uniform and sat on top of Varon.
Yugi was ordered to lick Bakura up and down as he entered Varon.

Varon’s eyes almost popped out as he felt Bakura’s erection go right up inside him.
Bakura thrust himself back and forth and panted heavily.
Bakura thrust with such force until he came inside Varon.

Varon could not bare the intensely odd sensation he was feeling.
His whole body went numb when he felt Bakura’s semen swim up inside of him.

Next it was Yugi’s turn to enter him.
Yugi was reluctant but Bakura insisted.

Yugi closed his eyes and pushed his cock inside of Varon.
He loathed what he was made to do, but had no choice.

Yugi then started to enjoy the feeling of penetrating someone; he was usually on the receiving end. Unless it was him and Ryou.

Harder and harder he pushed, panting and moaning.
Bakura jerked himself off to Yugi and Varon, still wet from before.

Yugi felt a tingling pain as he began to climax.

Varon closed his eyes and rested his head against the concrete.

He made horrible groans, groans of pain that no one could hear

No one except for Bakura. Like he was going to do anything about it?


When Yugi withdrew Varon exhaled a sigh of relief but it was short lived.

Bakura displayed an evil smile.

“Do it” he yelled, piercing a knife into Yugi’s chest.

Yugi gasped and fell to the ground. His blood trickled onto Varon.
Bakura then climbed back on and licked the blood off Varon.
It was a deep red, the colour of a tarnished rose….

“Turn him over” Bakura ordered, getting off of Varon.

Yugi could barely move, let alone move.

Bakura did not care.

“Do it do it” he ordered, kicking him in the crotch until he pleaded for no more.

Varon wanted to move but couldn’t he was frozen.

Yugi used the only ounce of strength he had and rolled the red head onto his back.

Bakura grabbed Yugi by the back of his head and threw him onto Varon.
Yugi was almost unconscious. Varon wasn’t sure how he was able to continue.

“You know what to do” Bakura leant in behind Yugi and shoved his hard cock into the little red and black haired prisoner.

Yugi jolted as Bakura went in, the feeling did not cease, time after time this happened to Yugi and the horrible intensity remained.

Varon suddenly felt moist saliva, it was Yugi, mouthing his penis ever so gently.

“Harder”, Bakura panted from behind.

Yugi winced as he slid his tounge over Varon’s dick.
The harder Bakura pushed, the more of Varon, yugi got inside his mouth.

Varon moaned a little, he had to admit that this guy could give pretty good head.
Varon felt himself go hard and numb again.

Semen slipped through into Yugi’s mouth.
Once Bakura had came, he withdrew and ordered the two to kiss, expelling Varon’s cum back into his mouth.

Varon could feel his stomach churning as his own semen ran down his throat.

Bakura proceeded to put his uniform back on.
He stood and watched with folded arms as the two inmates unwillingly pashed naked, together.

There bodies rubbed against each other and Varon could feel Yugi’s blood again.

“Stop” Bakura yelled.

Varon immediately moved away and Yugi fell to the ground.

Bakura bent down and picked up the knife he had used to injure Yugi with.
He handed Danlged it over Varon.

The blood from Yugi was starting to dry.

“Lick it” He said without contempt.

Varon did not know what to do.
In the dark he could make out Yugi’s image, lying naked and broken on the ground.

Bakura was growing impatient.

“would you like a nice little piercing too?”

Bakura hissed with anger, shoving the knife towards Varon…

What could he do? Did he really have a choice?

licking the knife, Varon had thoughts racing through his mind
what bought him to this? How and why is he here? and will it happen again?

Bakura looks over to a battered Yugi, trying to put his clothes back on.

Bakura strokes his arms so that his tight uniform makes a crinkeling sound.

He takes the knife away from poor Varons tounge and laughs

"Mr Moto" he properley addressed the inmate

Yugi looks up at the evil guard, still naked and bruised.

"would you care to tell mr Varon what you are in here for?"

Varon looks over at the poor red headed inmate with his penis hanging out on the cold floor.

Bakura sees that Yugi is in too much sexual and phyisical pain to answer so he lets him off and answers his own question.

"Mr Moto is innocent like you Varon boy" "He commited youthenasia"

Bakura hissed, spitting onto the young naked moto boy like he was a worthless peice of trash....

Varon pants and wriggles into the handcuffs until Bakura leans in and loosens them.

"We all know what your in here for Varon" he whispers harshly, throwing him his tatty jeans to put back on.

"Oh and next time" Bakura says, as he leads Varon back into his cell.

"I'll use the whip"

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Meanwhile-
In a dark cell
a dark man stands alone

with a dark purpose

“I can see you Bakky” he softly says.

He can loudly hear the painful screams from Ryou inside his cell where the sisters were violating him once again....


He runs his hands along the concrete stone which he used….

“I can see all of you”..

An evil grin then broke across Hakuoh’s face

TO BE CONTINUED

HRM getting intense, how long will Bakura be able to keep his secret?
Better still how long will he be able to keep it from Ryou? The love of his life whom he tourments because he wants him. Too bad the poor white haired boy is his cousin
And what will Seto DO TO BOTH OF THEM when he finds out?
If he finds out? Plus what is his grudge against the lady killer? (Amelda)
Also which young beauty and mistress of the warden steals a broken Varon’s heart?

To answer the first review-
The Ishtars have some secrets which are best to be left on the sidelines until the truth about Bakura comes out…however in the next chapters to come a certain prisoner may stumble into their horrific cell and discover something that they wished they hadn’t…who have they killed? What do they eat? And who are they still killing as the other inmates sleep?????

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