What Became of Me (sequel to "I love You, But")
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Welcome To My World
Title: What Became of Me (Sequel to “I love you but”)
Summary: Halo! Nice to see y’all again. I’m back and this time I’m taking a neglected couple and forcing them together through rape and then true love. All in the course of three weeks (which will not be the number of chapters in this fic nor the amount of time I update, just the timeframe of the story.) So I’m going to take Leon who was molested repeatedly by Sieg in my last fic and make him become a very depressed character who can’t be satisfied by anyone except Mokuba who is going to be staying in their house after a strange twist of fate. Leon has plans to use blackmail to force Mokuba to bend over for him, but could there be more than lust behind the abused teens eyes? Read and find out! If you love me you’ll comment….so comment or I’ll kill you in your sleep…. (NOT REALLY!!!!)
Disclaimer: I Do not own yuu-gi-oh or ANY of the characters…if I did the show would not be suitable for children’s eyes…and ohhh the bad TV reports I would have…not to mention the millions of dollars I would have. I wouldn’t have to go to this crappy collage…*thinks* oh heaven. (Yes I plan to keep my disclaimer the same for all of my FFs)
Author’s Note: Wow, again I updated quickly, what can I say, I really like this fic so far. And Mokuba finally shows up in this chapter! But just briefly, it’s the next chapter that he really becomes reintroduced to us. Welcome to Leon’s world Mokuba, I hope you find it to your liking, I know for sure your brother won’t tee hee…
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The next day, the day the Kaiba’s were to arrive was one of the worst days for me. Not only was it three days away from my father’s usual ‘visit’ with me, it was also a day where everyone from servants to guards and to my family ran around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to make everything perfect for the guests. But the only thing that I was worried about was the date. My father slept with me once a month every month and was my most violent and tormenting client. He’d bang me and leave me wounded for weeks, and in three days was his regular visiting time. Only, in three days the Kaiba’s will have already made themselves at home. Today was going to be the day I got his attention and I was still recovering from two weeks ago when he’d had me. Who knew how long it would take me to recover this time.
There was always the slight possibility that he just might not take me at all this month, but it was a very small chance. Everyone knew that if my father wanted something earlier was always better than later. But that’s the same with everyone I think.
So there I was, sitting on the couch minding my own business, watching Yugi duel in some charity tournament, mmm Yugi I wish he was one of my clients he might also be able to satisfy me, when my father waltzes into the room and calls for me quite loudly as if I’m deaf.
“Boy, come over here!” He yells, I turn my head towards him with a frown. I’m really not in the mood for this. But I turn off the TV regardless and stand up and head towards him. My father smiles at me sickeningly and I wonder what he’s thinking. “And they all tell me you aren’t obedient.” My expression doesn’t change.
“It’s early,” I say, in fact it was, early in the day, early in the month. He glares at me and grabs my wrist as if I’m a child again, as if I’m the feeble fourteen year old being taken by him for the first time. He knows that I would follow him even if he didn’t tug on me, but he does anyway, just to feel in control. Only this time, being pulled through the halls and up the steps into the same guest room he screwed me in the first time, maids with sympathetic looks don’t flash past me, no one looks at me sadly, no one feels sorry for me, no one acknowledges my pain, no one understands that I didn’t ask for this, no sympathy for my lost innocents, no one…cares, only smirks and one maid who licks her lips at the thought of me trembling beneath this violent man.
And then I find myself pushed violently towards the bed and hear the door slam behind us. I don’t move towards the bed or undress because I know that he doesn’t want me to. My father shoves me violently closer to the bed and then bends me over it. He reaches around to undo my fly and then pulls down everything I’m wearing from my waist down to my knees.
My expression doesn’t change. I’m exposed to him, knowing of his intentions, knowing of the pain I am to receive, but I’m not scared. I won’t give him the satisfaction of frightening me. I feel his dick pressing into me, my expression the same. He thrusts all of the way into me. I flinch, squeeze my eyes closed and bit my bottom lip. No noise, I can’t let him hear my pain. He’ll hurt me worse and I know that I will feel weak.
And then he pulls out quickly and thrusts in just as hard stretching me to fit him. In and out over and over, pain spills over me as blood spills from me, but I don’t care. This is my world. The little world I fell into somehow. My father has got to have the fattest dick of /any/ man I’ve /ever/ slept with. It’s not exactly long, mines longer than his is, but it’s so damned thick that it hurts. However mom put up with him enough to have two children I don’t know.
So I put up with his love for half an hour, he takes longer and longer with me each month. I have to deal with his violent thrusts extracting more and more blood from me as my hips are pressed forward and my father digs his nails deep into my flesh. My body rocks back and forth in time with his thrusts and he brushes my prostate over and over and over but with no pleasure expressed. The endless pain outweighs my pleasure, not like with Siegfried. Siegfried is gentle with me, not like my father.
“I miss the days when you used to fight me,” my father says as he grips a handful of my hair and pulls on it. I want to whimper, but fight it. I can’t let him see that he’s hurting me. He already know that.
“We’ll you shouldn’t have hit me so hard when I did,” I reply calmly. I tried hard to keep a whimper from cracking my voice. It was true, if I fought my father he would pull out of me, knee me in the crotch violently, slam me upside the head, and thrust into me violently again.
“What can I say? You’re pain is arousing. Now fight me, damn it!” My father jerks my hair and refrain from whimpering or obeying.
“I don’t want to! Just hurt me and get it over with old man! I’ve got three other people to lay today and if you take any longer you’ll be running into their time!” That’s what did it. My father was furious with me for mentioning my other lovers during /his/ time with me. He dropped my hair and slapped me hard on the right thigh. I wanted to cry out, but I didn’t, I couldn’t give him the satisfaction. That was my biggest mistake.
He slapped me again and I twitched, that was all. That was all it took to make him pull out of me and grip my hair once again, turning me around and forcing me to kneel before him. He expected me to give his filthy, blood covered dick a blow-job? He had to be kidding right?
Wrong.
When I refused to open my mouth for him right away he kicked me in the nuts and pulled my head back and thrust into my mouth as I tried to gasp for air and keep my yell silent. I knew that I had three options, bite his fat dick, jerk away and pull up my pants and get my ass out of there, or just do what he wanted me to and get this all over with. I chose the later to save myself from an otherwise black eye.
So I had to suck him off tasting his disk, my blood, and his cum as he shot off into my mouth and forced my to swallow. I never swallowed for anyone unless I was forced. Not even for Sieg if he’d ask me, not for any of my lovers. But my father wouldn’t remove his dick and plugged my nose. I had no choice. I was defeated. And I swallowed. Swallowed hard.
“Now if you’d listened to me that wouldn’t have happened, you ignorant brat.” And he left me there on the floor deciding weather or not I kept that man’s seed in me or walked ten paces to the adjoined bathroom and gagged myself to I heaved my guts out.
I chose the later. I couldn’t bear thinking about having that stuff inside of me.
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That night after dinner the Kaiba’s arrived. Seto looking stunning in a new bright red trench coat and Mokuba looking dazzling in blue jeans and long sleeved sweatshirt. I was there to greet them as they walked in the door. Seto gave me little recognition besides the usual, formal, ‘hello,’ but Mokuba was kind enough to ask me how I’d been.
A bright smile, trying desperately to hide my deceptive side, I replied that I had been well, never better. He walked off, his long black hair flowing from behind him, leaving me in the dust to follow his big brother to find my big brother. But I didn’t mind. I would see that boy again real soon. Probably not tonight, but tomorrow, oh yes. He will be mine, and I shall be satisfied.
Watch out little Kaiba, you’re in my world now. Welcome to my world Mokuba Kaiba, I hope you find it to your liking.
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A/N: Yeah, incase you haven’t noticed, Leon’s lost his mind. He’s crazy…and quite dangerous. So beware!!! R&R love ya, byebye see you next time.
Summary: Halo! Nice to see y’all again. I’m back and this time I’m taking a neglected couple and forcing them together through rape and then true love. All in the course of three weeks (which will not be the number of chapters in this fic nor the amount of time I update, just the timeframe of the story.) So I’m going to take Leon who was molested repeatedly by Sieg in my last fic and make him become a very depressed character who can’t be satisfied by anyone except Mokuba who is going to be staying in their house after a strange twist of fate. Leon has plans to use blackmail to force Mokuba to bend over for him, but could there be more than lust behind the abused teens eyes? Read and find out! If you love me you’ll comment….so comment or I’ll kill you in your sleep…. (NOT REALLY!!!!)
Disclaimer: I Do not own yuu-gi-oh or ANY of the characters…if I did the show would not be suitable for children’s eyes…and ohhh the bad TV reports I would have…not to mention the millions of dollars I would have. I wouldn’t have to go to this crappy collage…*thinks* oh heaven. (Yes I plan to keep my disclaimer the same for all of my FFs)
Author’s Note: Wow, again I updated quickly, what can I say, I really like this fic so far. And Mokuba finally shows up in this chapter! But just briefly, it’s the next chapter that he really becomes reintroduced to us. Welcome to Leon’s world Mokuba, I hope you find it to your liking, I know for sure your brother won’t tee hee…
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The next day, the day the Kaiba’s were to arrive was one of the worst days for me. Not only was it three days away from my father’s usual ‘visit’ with me, it was also a day where everyone from servants to guards and to my family ran around like chickens with their heads cut off trying to make everything perfect for the guests. But the only thing that I was worried about was the date. My father slept with me once a month every month and was my most violent and tormenting client. He’d bang me and leave me wounded for weeks, and in three days was his regular visiting time. Only, in three days the Kaiba’s will have already made themselves at home. Today was going to be the day I got his attention and I was still recovering from two weeks ago when he’d had me. Who knew how long it would take me to recover this time.
There was always the slight possibility that he just might not take me at all this month, but it was a very small chance. Everyone knew that if my father wanted something earlier was always better than later. But that’s the same with everyone I think.
So there I was, sitting on the couch minding my own business, watching Yugi duel in some charity tournament, mmm Yugi I wish he was one of my clients he might also be able to satisfy me, when my father waltzes into the room and calls for me quite loudly as if I’m deaf.
“Boy, come over here!” He yells, I turn my head towards him with a frown. I’m really not in the mood for this. But I turn off the TV regardless and stand up and head towards him. My father smiles at me sickeningly and I wonder what he’s thinking. “And they all tell me you aren’t obedient.” My expression doesn’t change.
“It’s early,” I say, in fact it was, early in the day, early in the month. He glares at me and grabs my wrist as if I’m a child again, as if I’m the feeble fourteen year old being taken by him for the first time. He knows that I would follow him even if he didn’t tug on me, but he does anyway, just to feel in control. Only this time, being pulled through the halls and up the steps into the same guest room he screwed me in the first time, maids with sympathetic looks don’t flash past me, no one looks at me sadly, no one feels sorry for me, no one acknowledges my pain, no one understands that I didn’t ask for this, no sympathy for my lost innocents, no one…cares, only smirks and one maid who licks her lips at the thought of me trembling beneath this violent man.
And then I find myself pushed violently towards the bed and hear the door slam behind us. I don’t move towards the bed or undress because I know that he doesn’t want me to. My father shoves me violently closer to the bed and then bends me over it. He reaches around to undo my fly and then pulls down everything I’m wearing from my waist down to my knees.
My expression doesn’t change. I’m exposed to him, knowing of his intentions, knowing of the pain I am to receive, but I’m not scared. I won’t give him the satisfaction of frightening me. I feel his dick pressing into me, my expression the same. He thrusts all of the way into me. I flinch, squeeze my eyes closed and bit my bottom lip. No noise, I can’t let him hear my pain. He’ll hurt me worse and I know that I will feel weak.
And then he pulls out quickly and thrusts in just as hard stretching me to fit him. In and out over and over, pain spills over me as blood spills from me, but I don’t care. This is my world. The little world I fell into somehow. My father has got to have the fattest dick of /any/ man I’ve /ever/ slept with. It’s not exactly long, mines longer than his is, but it’s so damned thick that it hurts. However mom put up with him enough to have two children I don’t know.
So I put up with his love for half an hour, he takes longer and longer with me each month. I have to deal with his violent thrusts extracting more and more blood from me as my hips are pressed forward and my father digs his nails deep into my flesh. My body rocks back and forth in time with his thrusts and he brushes my prostate over and over and over but with no pleasure expressed. The endless pain outweighs my pleasure, not like with Siegfried. Siegfried is gentle with me, not like my father.
“I miss the days when you used to fight me,” my father says as he grips a handful of my hair and pulls on it. I want to whimper, but fight it. I can’t let him see that he’s hurting me. He already know that.
“We’ll you shouldn’t have hit me so hard when I did,” I reply calmly. I tried hard to keep a whimper from cracking my voice. It was true, if I fought my father he would pull out of me, knee me in the crotch violently, slam me upside the head, and thrust into me violently again.
“What can I say? You’re pain is arousing. Now fight me, damn it!” My father jerks my hair and refrain from whimpering or obeying.
“I don’t want to! Just hurt me and get it over with old man! I’ve got three other people to lay today and if you take any longer you’ll be running into their time!” That’s what did it. My father was furious with me for mentioning my other lovers during /his/ time with me. He dropped my hair and slapped me hard on the right thigh. I wanted to cry out, but I didn’t, I couldn’t give him the satisfaction. That was my biggest mistake.
He slapped me again and I twitched, that was all. That was all it took to make him pull out of me and grip my hair once again, turning me around and forcing me to kneel before him. He expected me to give his filthy, blood covered dick a blow-job? He had to be kidding right?
Wrong.
When I refused to open my mouth for him right away he kicked me in the nuts and pulled my head back and thrust into my mouth as I tried to gasp for air and keep my yell silent. I knew that I had three options, bite his fat dick, jerk away and pull up my pants and get my ass out of there, or just do what he wanted me to and get this all over with. I chose the later to save myself from an otherwise black eye.
So I had to suck him off tasting his disk, my blood, and his cum as he shot off into my mouth and forced my to swallow. I never swallowed for anyone unless I was forced. Not even for Sieg if he’d ask me, not for any of my lovers. But my father wouldn’t remove his dick and plugged my nose. I had no choice. I was defeated. And I swallowed. Swallowed hard.
“Now if you’d listened to me that wouldn’t have happened, you ignorant brat.” And he left me there on the floor deciding weather or not I kept that man’s seed in me or walked ten paces to the adjoined bathroom and gagged myself to I heaved my guts out.
I chose the later. I couldn’t bear thinking about having that stuff inside of me.
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That night after dinner the Kaiba’s arrived. Seto looking stunning in a new bright red trench coat and Mokuba looking dazzling in blue jeans and long sleeved sweatshirt. I was there to greet them as they walked in the door. Seto gave me little recognition besides the usual, formal, ‘hello,’ but Mokuba was kind enough to ask me how I’d been.
A bright smile, trying desperately to hide my deceptive side, I replied that I had been well, never better. He walked off, his long black hair flowing from behind him, leaving me in the dust to follow his big brother to find my big brother. But I didn’t mind. I would see that boy again real soon. Probably not tonight, but tomorrow, oh yes. He will be mine, and I shall be satisfied.
Watch out little Kaiba, you’re in my world now. Welcome to my world Mokuba Kaiba, I hope you find it to your liking.
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A/N: Yeah, incase you haven’t noticed, Leon’s lost his mind. He’s crazy…and quite dangerous. So beware!!! R&R love ya, byebye see you next time.