Twilight Menagerie

Twilight Menagerie

Mally-chan and hato chiisai

Disclaimer: We own nothing. Nothing at all

YAOI WARNING!!!

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Chapter 4

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Malik groaned softly, sitting up inside the crate. It was dark... even though the cracks he got barely any light. "Night...” He mumbled groaning and shaking his head. He hated being here... but inside he held the hope he'd be able to find Bakura.

"Hey, is that thing awake yet?"

"Not sure, I think I heard it moving...” Came a voice, and then a banging on the crate. "Hey!! You awake yet?"

Malik growled, ears flattening against his head. "Fuck off!” He hissed, tail bristling.

"... yep. He's awake." Someone snickered.

Malik growled louder. "Where am I?!” He demanded loudly, banging on the side of the crate. "Where is Bakura?!"

"Easy, boy... we're gonna open the box, now... You be a good boy, okay?" Said the voice, and an eye appeared at one of the holes in the crate.

Malik snarled and charged at the eye, determined to put it out. "My ASS!"

"SHIT!!! Ummm... guys? I think this one's gonna be a problem...”

"Just open it." Growled another voice. And a moment later, the box opened and a hand darted in, seizing Malik by the back of the neck and jerking him out. He yelped and struggled, but was slammed down and a collar was tightly fastened around his neck, and the next thing he knew, he was on the floor between two men, who were each holding a chain attached to his collar.

"Well well... another fennec, eh?" Rafel smirked.

Malik growled, glaring. "Where am I? What have you been doing with all the hybrids?!” He hissed, lunging at Rafel. "Where is Bakura?! What about Ryou's rabbits?!"

The man blinked. "Ahhh... you must be talking about that skunk!” He said. "He and those rabbits... well, THREE of them... are here."

Malik growled. "What about the fourth?! where's the fourth rabbit?!” He lunged forward again, managing to catch hold of the man's leg.

"AAH!! GET OFF YOU LITTLE SHIT!!" The Rafel shouted, and slammed his fist down onto Malik's head. He flung Malik back. "That thing is no longer a rabbit... but keep that up, and it will no longer be LIVING!!! GOT IT?! And what do you care about that fuckin' skunk?!"

Malik rubbed his head, glaring. "He's my mate you ASS!” He hissed, glaring. "What did you do to the rabbit?!"

Rafel blinked. "Your mate? Really...” and a sinister smile crossed his face. "Hmmm... I see... Well, you may as well forget him, hot shot. Now strip!"

"AS if." Malik said crossing his arms. "You don’t own me, and I don’t have to listen to you."

"You do if you want your mate to stay in one piece...” Rafel chuckled.

Malik growled, bristling. "You wouldn't DARE...” He breathed dangerously.

"I almost crushed one of those rabbits in my bare hands before your skunk decided that I would INDEED dare... do I have to convince you, too?" Rafel hissed.

Malik growled. "You're bluffing.” He hissed, snarling.

Rafel smirked and turned, looking at one of the men on standby. "Bring me that... bunny creature... or what USED to be a bunny...” He said. The man nodded and ran off, and Rafel turned back to Malik with a smirk. "Still don't wanna strip for me... whore?"

"I'm no one's whore.” He said glaring. "Especially not for someone like you. I could do way better, if I was gonna whore myself off."

Rafel grinned. "Suit yourself.” He said, and casually leaned against the car. A moment later, the man came running back in, holding Spunky by the tail, and nursing a bleeding hand. "What happened to you?"

"Skunk bit me!"

"Hah! He'll pay for it later." Rafel said, grabbing Spunky by the tail and holding him up so Malik could see. "Look familiar?"

Malik blinked. "Oh Ra... SPUNKY!” He gasped, lunging forward, trying to get to the precious trembling bunny. "What did you do to him?!"

"Me? Nuthin." Rafel said with a shrug. "Aside from nearly crushing him in my fist when the skunk refused to strip...” He growled, giving Malik a warning glare. "Daisuke on the other hand, had fun with this little creature... Now... must I persuade you as I did the skunk?"

Malik growled. glaring, but conceded and began stripping. "Fucker...”

Rafel snickered. "A bit slower, dear...” He taunted.

"You ain’t payin’ me, shut up.” He grumbled, removing the last of his clothes, except his boxers.

"Lose the shorts, kid." Rafel drawled.

Malik growled, but removed the shorts, curling his tail in front of himself, not much caring for being seen by this scumbag.

Rafel snickered. "Good boy.” He said, turning. "Now, HEEL!" and he started walking to a door in the garage.

Malik however didn't move. "I'm not a dog. I'm a fox.” He said indignantly.

Rafel snickered and held up Spunky, swinging him back and forth a bit. "Still a type of canine...”

Malik growled getting up to all fours and stalking over to him. "You're lucky you've got the bunny, or I'd have your ass...”

Rafel chuckled. "You keep thinking that, hot shot.” He said, leading Malik down a hall, then through a door. There, Malik found himself hurled into a tub and scrubbed clean, then flung onto a table with several people around him, drying and brushing his hair and tail, trimming them, and even giving him a bit of a trim around the pubic region. He found some guy poking around in his mouth checking his teeth, a thermometer up his ass, and a manicure and pedicure being performed, all at the same time. He yelped when the guy taking his temperature checked his eyes and then his ears, then gave THEM a thorough cleaning. Then he was plopped down on the floor and the people were gone.

"All clean!" Rafel snickered. "Feel better?"

"I feel like I should be having a cigarette…” He grumbled. "Talk about your one night stands... call me?"

Rafel blinked, then laughed.

"I like you, kid... come on now... time to be... appraised...” and Malik soon found himself alone in the middle of the room, chained between two poles and facing Varon.

"Alright... Rafel, male fennec, blonde hair, lavender eyes, tan skin. What's your name?” He asked.

"Malik...” He growled, glaring at them. "Where's Bakura?” He asked again, flicking his ears, and watching Spunky carefully.

"How tall are you, and how much do you weigh?" Varon asked.

"5'6" and 142 pounds...” Malik said calmly. "Why are you asking me this?"

"To make up your profile. Now, what's your sexual preference?" Varon said.

"Bi." Malik said raising an eyebrow. "Profile for what?"

"For the system data base." Varon said, simply. "How dominant are you in sexual situations?"

Malik glared. "Data base for WHAT?"

"The Twilight Menagerie." Varon said. "How dominant are you?"

Malik growled. "WHAT is the Twilight Menagerie?!"

"A brothel catering to members of the upper class who have a hybrid fetish." Dartz said, entering the room.

Malik glared. "Well aren't you just special?” He growled. "I'm as dominant as I need to be."

Varon quirked an eyebrow as Rafel whispered to him. "Who is the dominant in bed, you or the skunk?" Varon asked.

"It comes and goes." Malik replied calmly. "What? Ya never heard of that?"

Varon sighed. "Just... mark him a 3 for now...” He said, rolling his eyes. "Any favored positions or situations or fetishes?"

Malik turned a dark red. "What the hell?! That's none of your business!"

"Our clients like to know those things before they decide on who they want to purchase for the evening." Dartz said calmly. "Please answer the question."

Malik growled. "I don’t have any.” He said quickly.

"Okay then." Varon said. "He can go to Amelda, now." And Malik was led from the room and into the studio. Amelda was delighted with Malik, and soon had him in a vest and a pair of transparent billowing pants with slits down the sides in a light purple to match his eyes, and lined with gold. He posed him quickly, sitting down and resting his weight on his hip and arm, and resting his other arm on a bent knee. *click* Then he moved in and snapped a portrait. *click* and then Malik found himself naked and being led out of the place.

Malik glared at Rafel. "Where is Bakura?” He repeated, calmly, flicking his tail irritably.

Rafel rolled his eyes. "Fuck the tour...” He grumbled. "Let's just put him away." And he led the way up to the "dormitories".

Malik followed, trying his best to remain calm, worried for the poor bunny that seemed to be quivering in pain. "You're hurting him.” He grumbled.

"He'll live." Rafel snorted as they got out of the elevator and walked into the housing units. "Let's put you next to the other fennec."

Rafel dragged Malik down the corridor full of hybrids calmly. "This is where you're staying.” He said calmly, disregarding Malik's growls.

Suddenly, a familiar scent permeated Malik's nose, and he froze. His eyes widened and his ears perked as he stared at the female curled up in the corner of the room next to the one that Rafel was opening.

"No way... KHETI?!” He barked, lunging towards the glass barrier between himself and the female mother of five that Malik had met while on a Carribean Island as Pegasus' pet only a couple of months ago.

Kheti gasped, ears perking and she looked up. "Malik?! Oh god Malik what are you doing here?!" She asked, hurrying toward the glass. "Are you ok?"

Malik shook his head in disbelief. "What am I doing-- What are YOU doing here?!” He blurted. "Your mate, Khilek... your... your KITS!!! Your Mistress!!! How did you end up HERE?! How long have you been here?! STOP PULLING YOU JACKASSES!!!"

"They kidnapped me! Broke into the yard!" She said shaking her head. "Thank god my kits were weaned!"

Rafel tugged Malik harshly. "You can catch up later fuzzbutt.” He said forcing Malik forward. "Shut up and walk."

Malik snarled loudly, but followed. He slunk into his room and growled as the chains were removed from his collar. But he whirled when they shut the door.

"HEY!!! What about Spunky?!"

Rafel shrugged. "The skunk bit the guy. He's going off to get more tests.” He said calmly. "I'm sure he'll have a WONDERFUL time."

"No... NO!!" Malik screamed. "PLEASE NO!!!"

"Shut it!" Rafel shouted angrily. "Or it won’t just be him!"

Spunky whimpered softly, hanging limply in Rafel's hand, trembling softly too weak to move.

Malik's eyes filled with tears. "Please... he's been through enough! He's just a baby!"

"One more word and that other runt will be joining him under the needle." Rafel warned. "There's some clothes for you to put on. Why don’t you do that instead of whining.” He said, leaving Malik to his room, and the clothes.

As soon as Rafel was gone, Malik collapsed into sobs, shaking in stress, fear and worry.

Rafel returned shortly chuckling. "Hey ratface!” He said kicking the glass across from Malik. "It's time for work!"

Bakura growled and huddled in the corner. "Where's Spunky?!” He hissed.

"I told you if you misbehave he'd get it. You bit someone, so I gave him back to Dai. He was thrilled." Rafel said chuckling. "Misbehave again, and the other runt will join him. Behave and I MIGHT go try and save him."

Bakura's eyes widened and he shook his head, then ran forwards. "Please! Please stop him! I... I'll behave! I swear! Just give him back!” He pleaded.

Rafel shook his head. "Nope. You wont learn your lesson if I don’t punish you for being bad. Maybe next time you'll think before you bite."

Bakura dropped to his knees. "PLEASE!!!"

Rafel rolled his eyes. "Shut up rat or I'll leave him there. You did the crime, now you do the time... or more appropriately, the runty skunk thing does."

Malik looked up, wiping his tears. "Bakura… BAKURA!” He called, rushing to the glass. "Oh Ra Bakura!” He called sobbing. "They took him away! He took Spunky!"

Bakura turned, and his eyes widened. "Malik?! MALIK!! What are you doing here?! Gods! Are you okay?!” He shouted as a man walked out of the elevator with the clothes that the client who had purchased Bakura for the evening wanted him to wear.

Malik nodded sniffling. "Are you ok Bakura?” He asked calming down, glad to see his mate. "Oh gods I've been so worried about you... Marik and Ryou are a mess... Marik especially. Even Yami misses you!” He said looking slightly relieved. "Ra it's good to see you're alive and... well... not harmed physically...”

"Yet...” Bakura growled, backing up as the man entered and tossed the outfit to him.

"Put that on.” He said, and left. Bakura looked at the outfit.

"Oh, HELL no!!!” He shouted, flinging the clothes at the door. "NO No no!"

Rafel smirked. "Oh really? Then I guess Daisuke's keepin’ the runty rat.” He said chuckling. "He'll be delighted."

Bakura glared and growled, then started muttering curses under his breath as he stripped off the kimono and pulled on the g-string and the series of black leather straps that were SUPPOSED to be a shirt, followed by the leather chaps, boots, and fingerless gloves. Then he plopped his bare ass down on the floor and GLARED.

"Good boy." Rafel chuckled. "Now come on.” He said walking in and snapping a leash onto the collar. "It's time to go play like a good little skunk. If I have one complaint, I'll be taking the other bunnies out of your cage and giving them to Daisuke too. He's eager to try out new things."

Bakura whimpered and hunched low, slinking after Rafel with his belly to the ground. He shot Malik a despairing look as he did so, and mouthed 'I love you... ' to his mate.

Malik shook his head horrified. "Bakura!” He howled, breaking down into tears once more. "Gods! Bakura I love you!” He howled sobbing as his lover left his vision. "Gods why?!"

Rafel laughed. "Aww poor baby fox is crying for you... aren't you special?” He said rolling his eyes.

Bakura turned and glared over his shoulder at Rafel. "Shut the fuck up...” He hissed in a shaky tone, but he couldn't hide the tears that were filling his eyes as well.

Rafel laughed harder. "I'll just have to take that other runt out of your cage won’t I?"

Bakura winced and lowered his head. "N-N-No...” He managed to get out, before furiously wiping away the tears that had fallen. He gave Malik a last desperate look as the elevator doors closed.

Rafel chuckled. "Too late." He said calmly. "Now what have we learned?"

Bakura flopped to the floor, limply, curling his tail around himself. "B-Be a good boy...” He whispered broken heartedly.

"There you go. Now if you could just REMEMBER that, those poor bunnies wouldn't be in so much pain." Rafel said smirking. "Look at what you've done to that one bunny because you had to be an ass? He'll never be accepted by other bunnies... he'll probably die tonight, and if he SOMEHOW lives, he'll be shunned."

Bakura buried his face in his arms and wrapped his tail around his head and cried as quietly as he could. For the second time, Spunky was going to put through agony because of him...

Rafel chuckled. "Don’t get all tearstained. Your buyer won’t want to see your eyes all red from crying.” He said nudging Bakura with his foot. "Now you remember assface; One complaint and all those bunnies are gone. I suppose it wouldn't matter though, you only have TWO left."

Bakura's head jerked up. "What?! What do you mean TWO?!” He gasped, his heart pounding.

"I told you, I'm taking the other runt for your little rude outburst. You have TWO bunnies left." Rafel explained. "You obviously don’t know your place, if you're telling ME to shut up."

Bakura stared up at him, stunned, then burst into tears.

Rafel kicked him. "Knock it off or it'll be ONE rabbit when you get back!"

Bakura winced and backed into the corner, nodding and forcing himself to calm down. But he couldn’t stop shaking as the elevator opened.

Rafel chuckled. "Don’t get too scared, your bedmate wanted to inflict that on you himself.” He said amusedly. "Don’t forget, one complaint, and there will only be one bunny left...” He warned. "You wouldn't want to be the one who killed all the rabbits...”

Bakura winced and lowered his head. "No sir...” He whispered, then gathered his courage and followed Rafel out of the elevator and towards the two men standing in the lobby of the place; many more were at little computer stations around the room, taking what looked like a questionnaire. Dartz turned.

"Ah... here he is. Now, I must warn you, sir... this fellow was just brought in to us yesterday evening, and he really doesn't know what he's doing, we haven't had the time to give him any formal instruction, so please be patient, and exercise caution. He has displayed signs of aggression." And Dartz reached out and pat Bakura on the head. The client watched Bakura's large tail bristle and his ears lay back. The skunk also scowled and one lip curled up, revealing a sharp canine, thought it was obvious that he was trying valiantly not to let any more anger show.

The man smirked. "I like em with a little fight...” He said chuckling. "It wouldn't be sadism if they just lay down and took it.” He took the leash. "Thank you."

"Remember Bakura, we have your precious rats." Rafel sneered, walking away,

The man tugged Bakura's leash sharply, and began walking towards the dungeons. "My name is Zaine, but you will call me master. You won’t make any actions unless told to. You're MY bitch tonight.” He explained calmly. "And you will like it, or I will beat you until you do. Either way is just fine with me. Nothing turns me on more than beating a little punk like you into submission."

Bakura winced and held back a growl. "Yes Master...” He ground out between clenched teeth. He would NOT let anything happen to Tuc and Nod. He was already heartbroken over Spunky, and Ryou would be heart broken by Dust when he found out... if he found out. Bakura grimaced and lowered his head. He had failed Ryou... AND Marik...

Zaine chuckled. "Good little slut.” He said opening the door. "I'll give you a chance to make it enjoyable for yourself. Do what you're told, and I wont make it hurt."

He led Bakura into the room and shut the door. "If you're agreeable, as a good master I will reward you. But if you disobey, you'll be punished. Now on the bed.” He said calmly, stooping near the bedside table and pulling out various sex toys, most looking quite... painful.

Bakura stared at them in horror for a moment, but quickly shook his head. His mind raced. His body wasn't moving, dammit! Stalling for time until a point when he could GET his furry ass moving, Bakura humbly said, "How would you like me, Master?"

Zaine smirked. "I'd like you on the bed.” He said calmly. "Now, on the bed or I'll have to punish you for stalling."

Bakura winced and finally got himself moving. He leapt to the bed and quickly curled up, watching this man warily, ears back in fear.

Zaine examined a few toys setting them out on the table as he went. After a moment, he picked up a chain and attached it to Bakura's collar, and chaining him to the headboard of the bed tightly, leaving him very little room to move.

"I'm going to teach you something skunk. Something you may find fun to try on someone you love one day." Zaine said calmly. "I wont hurt you... you'll like it.” He added smiling warmly. "The only pain you'll feel, is if you piss me off."

Bakura winced and shifted his position to get a bit of slack on the chain so he could breath, then once again curled up within his tail. "Yes, Master...” He managed to breath, his shaking becoming apparent in the quivering of the silky fur of his big bushy tail.

Zaine chuckled. "Now now...” He said calmly. "I told you I won’t hurt you."

Bakura gulped. "Y-Yes Master...” He said, but his shaking didn't stop.

"I said spread out." Zain said warningly. "I'll treat you nicely, but I'm not going to tolerate disobediance."

Bakura blinked and his ears perked momentarily. "I... I beg your pardon Master...” He said slowly, uncurling. "But you never told me to... spread out until just now...” He was inwardly cursing a blue streak... he did NOT like being submissive to ANY one...”Do... you want me on my back... or front, sir?” He asked, trying to keep up his quiet attitude and not growl.

Zaine chuckled and scratched Bakura's ears. "Good boy…” He said calmly. "I hate stupid animals, I'm glad you're observant." A test, and Bakura had passed. "A reward is in order." With that, Zaine walked over to the table, and picked up a pear that had been sitting in a bowl. "You need to relax. I can tell you're not the submissive type. But tonight, you'll enjoy yourself if you keep an open mind."

Bakura swallowed. "Yes Master... You never told me whether you wanted me on my back or chest...” He said. He hated to admit it, but the simple 'good boy' and ear scratch put him more at ease with this man.

Zaine offered Bakura the pear. "You're too tense. I'll talk to you for a moment, I want this to be fun for both of us.” He said, continuing to scratch Bakura's ears. "Why don’t you tell me what's on your mind. I wouldn't be a good dungeon master, if I didn't care for the slaves."

Bakura winced at being referred to as a slave, and lowered his head away from the man's hand, laying his ears back and fixing frightened and (he hoped) pitiful eyes on the man as he tentatively sniffed at the pear.

"What's bothering you?” He asked calmly. "I'd like to know a little about your personality. I have you until I'm finished... so you may as well talk. Why so unnerved?"

Bakura frowned at the man. "Wouldn't you be if you were kidnapped a mere block from your home and thrown into a situation like this?” He hissed.

"I don’t suppose I would like that." Zaine said calmly. "So tell me about it. I'm all ears.” He said, scratching Bakura's ears once more. "I'll listen, if you want to tell me."

Bakura blinked and looked up at him. "You... you will?” He asked, not at all expecting this.

Zaine nodded. "I told you, I want this to be something we both enjoy. I work as a Dungeon master at a place in town. Despite my reputation for being fiercely violent... I do care for all my partners, and I never employ so much that it's unpleasant for them. So. tell me about your life. We have all night."

Bakura blinked, then decided to take a chance and trust this man. He crept closer and curled up beside him, relaxing and crooning slightly at the scratches. "I... was raised in a bad situation... never knew my dad... my mom was a druggie whore who was murdered by her boyfriend who I think was her supplier... I was into every drug known to man, til I was picked up one night while piss ass drunk and turned into this... thing I am now... went through the transformation and withdrawal at the same time, not fun, then spent the next two years of my life in a pet store where I met my best friend, and later, he fell for some rabbit kid and he was sold and Marik was sold and that damn Yami pissed me off and I broke out, found Marik, stayed with Malik and his sister til Malik was taken away and made a fennec and ended up with Ryou, the rabbit, but we finally got them back so I had been living in a duplex with Malik, my mate, and next door to Marik and Ryou and working as the bartender at The Jungle hybrid Club and Grill, and then I was taking Ryou's bunny to get neutered and I was snatched and brought here. And here I've been for the last couple days getting bullied by that big ugly guy and then my mate gets dragged in and I get dragged out and end up in here with you." Bakura said in a rush.

Zaine chuckled slightly. "I see. And what about this Mate of yours? Are you both safe and well?"

Bakura sighed and let his head drop to the bed. "He... LOOKED okay... but I only saw him for a few moments... he's... scared. But he was glad to see me. I'm sure he was frantic when I went missing...”

Zaine chuckled. "I see. How's your sex life with him?"

Bakura blinked and gave him a look, but sighed and laid his head down again. "Active...” He said with a smirk touching his lips.

Zaine ruffled Bakura's hair slightly. "Good good... so, has this fennec Malik of yours... expressed any... desires for new things?"

Bakura blinked again. "eh? Ummm... not really... I mean... honestly, he's the one who shows ME new things...” and Bakura turned a bit pink.

Zaine laughed. "Well well... if you don’t watch it, he'll end up more dominant than you!"

Bakura smiled lightly. "I think he wants to try it... and I guess I wouldn't mind it if he did."

Zaine laughed. "Well, do you mind him being the dominant male? Or, do you want to keep yourself dominant?"

Bakura slowly began to uncurl, a sign that he was relaxing. He stretched out and flopped over onto his back, letting his head hand off of the bed so he could stare at a dresser upside down. "I AM the dominant male.” He said firmly, then smiled. "But I'd let him dominate me... from time to time." And a feral smirk crossed his face.

Zaine smirked. "You look like you like trouble. Want me to teach you some things... to keep your mate in his place, so he's not thinking he's the dominant male?"

Bakura lifted his head and looked at the man. "Eh?” He asked, looking a bit startled.

Zaine smirked. "I told you, I'm a dom. My job is to make sex more exciting... We'll do a little trade, you give me what I want, and I'll teach you things to do to Malik in bed that would make him practically cum on the spot just thinking about it.” He said calmly. "He'll paw at you night and day, begging to be bedded."

Bakura's eyes widened and he sat up, looking Zaine straight in the eye as he considered this... offer. Slowly, he looked away and just stared off into space, absent mindedly beginning to groom his tail. He thought long and hard...

"Agreed.” He finally said with a nod. The offer was too interesting to pass up.

Zaine smirked. "You wont regret it, though you'll have to let me be the dominant one, since these are things you'll be using on Malik, you'll want to know how they feel, and what to do. Like I said before, I wont hurt you.” He said calmly, giving Bakura's ears another scratch. "It might hurt for a moment or two, but I promise you, by the time I'm through with you... you'll have creamed yourself at least three times...” He hissed smirking. "Take notes, don’t forget."

Bakura gulped, his eyes getting big. He nodded. "Umm... y-yes sir...” And he suddenly started shaking and looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Zaine laughed. "Don’t be scared... I told you, you'll enjoy yourself. Now take off your clothes, and lay on your back.” He said calmly, lighting some nearby candles. "You'll enjoy this, trust me."

Bakura nodded and slowly began to strip, but his frightened look didn't fade... it only got worse. He stopped and sat in his g-string, hugging his knees to his chest and wrapping his tail around himself, staring at Zaine with wide eyes.

Zaine smiled and gently hugged Bakura. "It's ok... it wont hurt...” He whispered. "I'm teaching you, I won’t teach you something you wont like or want to use on Malik. Stay calm...” He breathed, gently rubbing Bakura's back. "Understand? A deal is a deal... I PROMISE you that tonight will be something you'll want to remember. Now come on... it's time to be brave and learn something that will make your home life hotter."

Bakura swallowed thickly. "I... it's just that... I've never been in the... submissive position before...” Bakura said, turning red. "I... I'm far from innocent, but I... I'veneverbeenpenetratedbefore!” He blurted out all at once, before hiding his face in his tail.

Zaine blinked then burst out laughing. "Tell you what, I won’t penetrate you unless you want it.” He said calmly. "How does that suit you?"

Bakura only got redder. "I... I guess that's fine, I just... well... I dunno...” He shrugged. "I am curious but... it... it kind of... scares me...” He nearly burst into tears at the fact that he had just ADMITTED that!

Zaine laughed once more. "There's nothing to be afraid of.” He explained calmly. "I wont penetrate unless you want me to." Zaine chuckled slightly, removing the remaining pear. "Now, you want to learn don’t you? You want to learn to make Malik cream himself at the very IDEA of spending the evening in your arms right?"

Bakura seemed to curl in on himself a bit more before relaxing, and slowly lifting his head, his old sinister grin on his face again. He chuckled and lashed his tail, ears perking.

Zaine grinned. "That's the spirit. Now... I think you still have one piece of clothing left before you're nude. Dispense with it."

Bakura blinked and looked down between his legs. "Oh yeah. That. The butt floss.” He said, and wriggled out of said 'butt floss', then flopped onto his back. He curled his tail up between his legs where it rested on his chest. Bakura blinked down at his tail for a moment, then scowled and began to groom it.

Zaine laughed, gently pulling the tail away. "I'll groom it with you later. Now...” He said, reaching over and grabbing a small piece of cloth. He placed it over Bakura's eyes and tied it. "Don’t touch it. We're going to start with something simple. I'm going to give tastes of things, if you can identify it you get 'rewards' if you guess wrong, I punish you.” He said calmly. "Now, nothing will harm you once again... you have to trust me. If you get too scared, just say stop, and I will stop."

Bakura gulped and nodded, and fidgeted with his hands, now that his tail was not within reach.

Zaine frowned slightly. "Those hands are busy hands... we need to remedy that." And with that, he carefully handcuffed Bakura's hands to the headboard as well. "There we go.” He said chuckling softly. "Now... first piece.” He said picking up a strawberry and slicing a small bit off with a nearby knife. He pressed the slice of fruit to Bakura's lips. "What is this?"

Bakura nibbled the slice of fruit and crooned, his ears wiggling. "Strawberry.” He said, swishing his tail.

Zaine grinned to himself. "How could you tell?” He asked slyly.

"I can taste it." Bakura said, flicking an ear and obviously a bit confused by the question.

Zaine chuckled. "Good. Now for your reward.” He said beginning to gently stroke Bakura's belly. "Tell me... What is the sexiest thing you've ever seen?” He asked, wanting to turn Bakura on, under his own terms, completly relaxed and trusting. Nothing better than reminscing over past moments of arousal to calm the nerves and strike a fire.

"What made you so hot you wanted to touch yourself right there?"

Bakura flicked and ear and raised his head slightly, then grinned and relaxed. "I was at work one night... Malik had been... hitting the tequila when I wasn't looking, so he was a bit loopy and had a buzz going... something came over him and he just... leapt up onto the bar and... it was a Coyote Ugly moment. He's... one of the sexiest creatures I've ever seen... I can get horny just lookin at him sitting on a sofa watching TV... but when he was right there, tight leather pants, shakin his ass and waggin' his tail and...” The skunk crooned and squirmed a bit, starting to get aroused at the mere memory.

Zaine smirked. "Oh? Tell me more... What would you do if he did that again, if he came in here right now and did that for you?” He whispered in Bakura's ears. "What if he pressed himself tightly against a pole... ground his hips into it... moaned your name?"

Bakura's ears shot up, then relaxed as he gave a mishcheivous chuckle. "Cream myself like a twelve year old boy after humpin air?” He suggested.

Zaine pinched one of Bakura's nipples harshly. "Wrong answer.” He hissed softly. "You couldn't waste such a show on something so one-sided...” He twisted the nipple slightly, before pulling his hand back and taking an icecube from the bowl of fruit and running it over the sore nub.

"What if Malik crawled over your body, panting... hard... needing and begged you, grinding against you desperatly... what would you do to him? Tell me...”

Bakura arched his back with a hiss. "It wasn't a wrong answer... I was merely stating that sometimes he turns me on way too much for me to control myself...” The skunk said. "But if he did that... oh gods...” Bakura pulled at the handcuffs in vain, wanting to run his hands over his own body. "I would...” He thought hard. "I would have him ride me, right there... I mean... he's already RIGHT THERE...” The skunk gave an amused giggle.

"What about now? What do you want to do now?" Zaine said, giving the other nipple the same treatment, at his own disgression. "What do you want to do? Touch yourself? Does the thought of Malik moaning your name, touching himself make you want to go wild? Become primal and wild... tackle him to the floor and take him hard and fast?"

Bakura squirmed and groaned. "Yes... GODS yes!” He cried out, lifting his hips as if blindly searching for something to rub against.

Zaine chuckled smoothly. "good boy...” He said gently patting Bakura's head. "Now... lets try once more.” He said, picking up a small cube of pineapple. "Now, what is this taste?” He said, pressing the juicy tropical fruit to Bakura's lips.

Bakura made a face at the tangy flavor of this... but there was no mistaking it. He loved this flavor... especially when mixed with coconut and rum...

"Pineapple...” He panted, taking more that just a nibble. He deliately sucked the juices from the fruit, then took it in his teeth and determinedly pulled it right out of Zaine's fingers, then let his head fall back with a pleased moan as he slowly savored the sour sweetness of the fruit.

"Right again... looks like you get another reward." Zaine said chuckling, beginning to stroke Bakura's stomach once more, sliding his hand lower and lower, but never touching the one place Bakura wanted attention. "Have you ever spied on Malik? Watched him undress? Did you spy on him before you were mates?” He asked smirking. "did you ever sin to see his body?"

Bakura blushed. "I... well... I mean... I never really... SPIED... see, when Malik was my...” He turned darker. "Master... me and Marik slept in his room with him. At the foot of his bed. And Malik was never one to hide his nudity. He never cared when he changed in front of us. So I never HAD to spy! He would walk around the house fuckin' NAKED if he felt like it! And if Mistress Ishizu wasn't home... oh, she's his sister. She took care of him." Bakura explained.

Zaine smirked slightly. "So you never... spied on him taking a shower? Or when he was touching himself? I bet he had dirty magazines... and would lock himself in his room sometimes...” He said smirking wickedly.

Bakura gave a goofy grin. "I, ah... I avoided the bathroom... because going in there generally meant a bath... and at the time, I really wasn't a fan of baths... and dirty magazines? Well... if he locked himself away in his room, I never noticed. He'd always catch ME lookin at em and roll them up and smack me over the head with 'em...” The skunk laughed. "It's a good, healthy relationship, really!"

Zaine gently stroked Bakura's inner thigh. "You never spied once? Never laid under his bed and touched yourself to the thought of him? Never hid and grunted his name as you spilt yourself to his name?"

Bakura groaned and his blush spread across his chest. "W-Well... yyyyeah...” He slowly admitted.

Zaine chuckled darkly. "Tell me about that.” He said, giving Bakura's length a teasing stroke, before moving away, leaving him unfulfilled and wanting.

Bakura whined and squirmed. "But but but... that's personal...” He mumbled, bright pink.

Zaine chuckled darkly, picking up the candle he'd lit previously, and tilting it, letting the wax dribble down the candle and onto Bakura's chest, stomach and taking special care to coat his already abused nipples. "Wrong answer...” He breathed nibbling Bakura's neck. "Tell me... tell me how it felt... what you were thinking... what you did."

Bakura arched his back and craned his neck with a loud groan, his tail thrashing. "Ahhh... I... ahhhh... I was... I was napping with Marik in the back yard...” He panted. "And I got thirsty, so I went in... and I could smell... Malik. And... his sweat and...” He blushed. "And I went back to his room... I couldn't stop myself... he was asleep... naked... and... I could tell that he had...” Bakura stopped. "And I ran to the bathroom and...”

Zaine chuckled, dribbling wax lower and lower, dangerously close...

"You could tell he had what? What did you do?” He hissed.

Bakura squirmed and let out a loud keen. "He... he had been... touching himself... and fell asleep afterwards... I could smell it... it was so strong, I... I couldn't help it...” Bakura panted. "I wanted him... so bad. So I went into the bathroom and... imagined it...”

Zaine smirked, peeling away the hardened wax and lavishing the abused areas with tender strokes, licks and kisses. "Imagined what?” He murmured, once again giving Bakura a light stroke, before moving his hand away, only serving to increase the heat between Bakura's legs.

"I... uhnnnn... I imagined him... ahh... mine...” Bakura groaned, slowly turning his head from side to side on the pillow. "I imagined... him against me... I could smell him, even in the bathroom... and I... oh gods...”

Zaine chuckled, trailing his hand down once more, beginning to slowly pump Bakura's weeping length. "You what? Did you touch yourself? Imagine him moaning out YOUR name during sex? Did you lust for him?” He whispered, chuckling.

"AHH!!! Y-Yes!" Bakura gasped, writhing on the bed. "I touched myself... and imagined I was... taking him...” The skunk groaned and a bead of sweat trickled down his face. "I lusted for him... and I have ever since...”

Zaine smirked, pulling his hand away once more. "good boy...” He whispered, picking up a third piece of fruit, something a bit trickier. "Here... what taste is this?” He said calmly, pressing the small piece of apple against Bakura's lips.

Bakura whimpered when the touches left. He licked at the fruit, but found he was so dazed, he barely registered the taste. He sniffed over the fruit a bit before finally identifying it.

"An apple...” He said.

Zaine smirked slightly. "You cheated, little slave...” He hissed, chuckling. "I said you could taste it, I never gave you permission to smell it. For this, you get a punishment.” He said, picking up a cockring and chuckling. "I think this is suitable...” He said, beginning to fit it to Bakura.

He chuckled darkly at his handiwork.

Bakura squirmed and whined in protest. "But... I'm sorry...” He whined, writhing. "Ahhh... p-please...”

Zaine clicked his tongue. "No... the first thing I'm going to teach you, is self discipline...” He said, running a finger down Bakura's chest. "No matter how much Malik pleads... when he's in this position for you... stay strong...” He said smirking. "Let him know he's in for the night of his life...”

Zaine picked up a pocket knife. "Now we'll try another game. I'll ask you questions, and you'll answer them... if you refuse to answer... I will be forced to punish you...” He said calmly. "For starters... have you spied on Malik... or masturbated to him since you've been mates?” He said chuckling.

Bakura swllowed loudly through his panting. "Y-Yes...” He gasped.

"which have you done?" Zaine asked calmly, toying with the knife in his hands, waiting for Bakura to slip up.

Bakura blushed. He was not used to speaking of such private things to ANY one. "I... I have... masturbated to him...” He admitted.

"Have you ever invited him to watch? Have you ever thought about inviting him to watch?" Zaine said grinning once more. My what a dirty little skunk friend he'd made...

Bakura whimpered slightly and squirmed. "I... nnoooooo... I mean... I haven't ever... invited him to watch... but I have, well... fantasized about it...”

Zaine stroked Bakura's length slowly, chuckling at the whimpers the skunk gave, due to the cock ring preventing his release. "Oh? What happened in those fantasies?"

Bakura whimpered and squirmed, panting. "I... I let him watch?” He squeaked.

Zaine chuckled slightly pumping Bakura with a bit more speed. "ahh... yes but did he begin to pant? Did his face become painted a soft pink? Did his own hands tremble and travel downward?"

"Hnnnh... he... got flushed... started... panting...” Bakura gasped. "He... touched himself and... moaned, and... crawled towards me...” Bakura slowly told Zaine. "And then we were... touching each other... and rubbing against the other...”

Zaine smiled, slowly sneaking the cockring away with his strokes. "Did he take you into his mouth? was it hot... sticky... soft and orgasmic?” He said smirking and leaning down, fulfilling that last situation for Bakura.

"N-No, he-- AAAH!!! GODS!!!" Bakura screamed, bucking his hips wildly. "We just... moved against each other... I could hear him... panting in my ear... his claws were in my back... he... AHHH!! PLEASE!!!"

Zaine sucked and licked expertly, gently grazing his teeth over Bakura's length, coaxing him to completion. his free hands each carressing his belly and inner thighs. "He what?” He said smoothly, pausing only to say that, before returning to Bakura hungrily.

"He... speaks... but I don't know what he's saying... he's speaking in his native tongue; I can't understand it... because... that's what he does when he's masturbating...” Bakura said.

Zaine chuckled and trailed his tongue slowly up Bakura's length. "I'll tell you what he's saying... he's calling for you, for your body against his... He moans and speaks in his tongue... grunting and wishing for you to come to him and touch his body for him...”

Bakura groaned and shuddered. And the shudder didn't stop. He opened his mouth wide as his continued to pant, and his quivering tail curled upwards slightly. He was completely slicked with sweat, and speech was beyond his abilities now.

Zaine growled smirking. "He moans out your name, begs you for release... then begs for your release in him... begs for you to fill him with your essence...” He hissed, moving away, pumping Bakura quickly, his other hand pinching on of his nipples harshly. "He's calling Bakura... pleading and Begging... he wants you to release for him... to show him how he's fulfilled you... what do you do now?"

Bakura threw his head back and screamed his mate's name in pleasure as he released violently in Zaine's hand. "MAAAAAALIIIIIIIIIK!!!" And then he fell limp, gasping for air after his explosive orgasm.

Zaine smirked, cleaning his hand off chuckling. He cleaned Bakura slowly and then removed his blindfold. "So... did you learn anything?” He asked scratching the dazed skunk's ears. "Did this first lesson teach you anything you find worth using on Malik?"

"Urrrg... a Japanese-Egyptian Dictionary?" Bakura mumbled.

Zaine chuckled. "I don’t think you paid enough attention... don’t worry... we have ALL night...” He said smirking. "and that was just the first lesson... I do believe I promised three releases."

Bakura's ears shot up and his eyes popped open. "WHAH?!"

Zaine smirked. "Well you obviously learned nothing. It must not have been something great enough that you wanted to repeat on your mate. So, now we'll try a different approach.” He said calmly.

Bakura's ears drooped and he whined. "Don't I get a nap or something?!"

Zaine laughed. "Fine... I'll give you a 20 minute nap. Get sleeping.” He said smirking. "But first. How was it?"

Bakura turned red and stared at Zaine, then looked away and mumbled, obviously embarrassed, especially considering that he had once again curled his tail up between his legs to rest on his chest.

Zaine laughed softly. "Nothing hurt though did it?" He said releasing Bakura's hands, though still leaving him chained to the bed by his collar. "Nothing hurt at all, you probably howled Malik's name so loud, I bet he heard you all the way upstairs... if that hurt, it must mean you're one hell of a masochist.” He teased

Bakura looked at Zaine and blushed, grabbing his tail and hiding his face in it. "M-Maybe...” He mumbled in a guilty tone. "But... no, it didn't... really hurt...”

Zaine chuckled. "Now was there anything to be afraid of?” He said, offering Bakura more strawberries to nibble. "I'm not a scary guy."

Bakura slowly lowered his tail and nibbled at the strawberries. He may have tried to get closer to this man, but his chain wouldn't let him move more than a few inches. But he crooned softly and swished his tail about, letting Zaine know that he felt comfortable in his presence.

Zaine gently scratched Bakura's ears. "I'll tell ya...” He said calmly. "This isn't a forever thing... with laws passing like they are, this is probably my only chance to play with a hybrid.” He said calmly. "When I saw you, I just knew you'd be the one for me. You screamed sexual frustration.” He said chuckling. "I doubt we'll see each other again after this... but you know. I'll consider you a friend."

Bakura looked at Zaine. "I dunno... alot of people don't want us to have human rights... I think it's gonna take longer than you think for them to stop people from... treating us like this... I mean... right now, we all have to microchipped! That's not exactly... a human thing, ya know? And alot of people want a law to be passed requiring us to wear collars...”

Zaine chuckled. "I think a collar on you is hot.” He said gently tugging Bakura's collar. "Besides, you seem like the collar type... something real nasty... with leather and possibly spikes.” He said ruffling Bakura's hair.

Bakura chuckled. "I AM that type. I just don't wanna put up with tags bearing my name, owner, phone number and all that shit and proof that I've had my rabies vaccine!"

"I'm sure you could get some nice dogtags and engrave 'fuck off' on the backs, or something creative." Zaine said shaking his head amusedly. "Besides, dogtags are a sex symbol... I'm sure you never realized... anyone who's ever been into bdsm knows about collars and tags...” He explained. "Infact... EVERYONE who's EVER wanted to be a submissive tends to wear them. It's a secret language...” He said scratching Bakura's ears. "A secret language of lust...”

Bakura gave Zaine a look. "But... I...” He blushed again. He WAS going to say 'I'm not an uke!' but his present situation said otherwise. "Tags are annoying...” He mumbled.

Zaine laughed. "You liar. besides... you could always wear one with your information... something sexy. Something for Malik. I bet he'd wear the same kind for you.” He said rolling his eyes. "You're badass enough that anything you did would look sexy... you just have to present that to the world."

Bakura sighed and smiled slightly. "I guess.” He said. "But Malik doesn't wear collars. He... see, he's Egyptian, and he wears simple traditional gold jewelry. He wears these bands on his neck, and wrists, and ankles, and one on each upper arm, and...” Bakura grinned and flushed slightly. "Sometimes on his thighs... and I gave him some that he wears at the base of his tail, now...”

Zaine chuckled. "He sounds sexy...” He said chuckling. "But you know... I'm sure he keeps tags on himself. Maybe you could keep yours like he does." Zaine offered, offering Bakura some apple.

Bakura munched the apple thoughtfully. "No... no, he never wore tags... I'm pretty sure of it... he was only pet for about a month and a half... and he was a stubborn ass hole. I know that for a fact!"

"Then maybe you should step up and put him in his place." Zaine said smirking. "I'm sure he'd love a night like that first lesson I gave you...”

Bakura's eyes widened. "Ya mean... put a collar on him? With a tag that says something like... 'Bakura's Bitch' or something?"

"Sure, get creative. Let him know just WHO the seme is... unless you think letting him be top dog is better... but then you'd be HIS bitch...” Zaine said smirking.

Bakura giggled. "I wouldn't mind letting him be seme... from time to time.” He admitted, blushing yet again.

"Oh but we're talking about the big picture...” Zaine said calmly. "Even if you let him have you from time to time, you make sure he knows it's only because you gave HIM permission... you give an uke power and it goes to their heads... next thing you know... BAM you're decorating and cooking, and he'll be bossing you around." Zaine warned. "You'll do all the work in sex, and he'll sit back and enjoy the ride."

Bakura quirked an eyebrow. "Well... I DID decorate our home.” He admitted. "But it was as a surprise. As for cooking... well... we take turns, and sometimes cook together... and he's too active to just lay back and take it when we're fucking... although... he does boss me around... but that doesn't mean I always obey him. And I admit, I boss him around, too... and then he bitches at me and I sleep on the sofa...” the skunk sighed. "I'm whipped, aren't I?"

"Oh yeah...” Zaine chuckled. "You're his bitch and he's GOOD... you didn't even realize it until now."

Bakura stared at Zaine as realization came over him. "DAMMIT!!!” He howled, letting his head drop to the pillows and covering his face with his tail again. "Forget the fuckin' nap! I'm ready for round two!!!"

Zaine chuckled. "Ok... but first... what did you learn from lesson one?” He said laughing. "You have to learn something that you can use to get your rightful place back."

Bakura pouted. "Sniffing isn't allowed when you were told to taste...” He grumbled.

Zaine laughed slightly. "Although that's right, what did you learn, that you can use on Malik?"

Bakura sighed and thought. "Don't tolerate cheating or arguing or disobedience?” He asked, hopefully.

Zaine shook his head. "No. I got you to orgasm with the most minimal stimulation. How did that occur?” He said chuckling.

Bakura blinked. "You... made me talk about things that... that aroused me?" Bakura guessed.

Zaine laughed. "I used your own desires against you.” He said calmly. "I made you remember every naughty dirty thing I could, and you loved it. Everyone gets a rush from doing something wrong, and something dirty... combine the two...” He said chuckling more.

Bakura stared at Zaine, hanging onto every word. Hell, this guy OBVIOUSLY knew what he was talking about... He knew that Malik had him whipped before Bakura himself knew!!! This guy was GOD at this moment, and Bakura decided that he'd better jolly well listen!!!

Zaine laughed softly. "Anyway. Lesson two. Since Fantasies wasn't a powerful enough orgasm, we'll now try the daring side of things. Domination and submission.” He explained calmly. "I'm sure you've still got some dominance in you, which is good. This will teach you how to fight it out of Malik, and put it back in yourself."

Zaine got up slowly and stretched. "Since some of the things I'm going to tell you to do, you're probably not going to want to willingly do."

Bakura's eyes widened and he flipped onto his stomach, curling up defensively again. "Like what?” He asked. He looked nervous, but also seemed to shiver in excitement.

Zaine smirked. "I want to see you touch yourself.” He said in a most dominant tone.

Bakura's eyes nearly popped out and his ears shot straight up. "What?!” He yelped, tail poofing up.

Zaine clicked his tongue. "Don’t make me tell you again."

Bakura gulped, then slowly rolled onto his back again. "Umm... anywhere in particular?” He squeaked, obivously hoping that he wouldn't be getting the answer he was expecting.

"You have 10 seconds to figure it out for yourself, or I'm punishing you." Zaine said warningly, beginning to grow impatient.

Bakura winced and lay back, taking a deep breath and staring at the ceiling, forcing himself to relax. Then he took a deep breath and slid his paws down his body before wrapping his fingers around his penis. He bit his lower lip and whimpered slightly as he stroked himself.

Zaine smirked. "Lets see more action... put that other hand to good use.” He said calmly, crossing his arms. By the end of this night, Bakura would walk out of here a proud seme again, and likely would willingly give himself in payment for the lessons.

Bakura crooned slightly and dragged his free hand up and down his inner thighs, before using it to massage his scrotum, which drew a low moan from his throat. He craned his head back and his eyelids fluttered.

Zaine smirked, stepping closer to Bakura. "Good... good... now... tell me. Who is the master? Who is YOUR boss?” He hissed, grabbing Bakura by the chin.

Bakura gasped and opened his eyes, locking gazes with Zaine. Bakura, being the smart ass he was, smirked. "Apparently Malik...” He snickered. "But not for much longer... ahh... He... is MINE."

Zaine smirked, picking up his knife. "Do you know what people like Malik need? A good scare...” He hissed, dragging the blade of the knife over Bakura's chest sharply. The flesh split easily and a thin trail of blood appeared. "And you'd better be good at scaring him...” Zaine whispered huskily, leaning forward and beginning to lap away the blood, taking special care to soothe the hot feeling of the wound in the most SENSUAL way imaginable.

Bakura had let out a startled and slightly pained gasp when the cut was made, but then hissed in pleasure at the feeling of Zaine's tongue soothing the wound. He squeezed his erection and groaned at the feeling, bucking his hips up into his own touch.

Zaine smirked slightly, pulling away and trailing the knife once again over Bakura's body, this time on his thigh. "I scared you...” He chuckled darkly, applying the same sensuality to Bakura's thigh, licking closer and closer, but never quite touching...

Bakura squirmed, whining and panting. "G-Gods... I sure fuckin hope Malik's a masochist...” He blurted, then gave a high pitched giggle.

Zaine chuckled. "You seem to be enjoying yourself. EVERYONE is a little masochistic...” He said amused, pulling away. "If pain doesn't convince him... try the something cold...” He said chuckling and pulling an ice cube from the bowl of fruit. He began running the ice over EVERY part of Bakura's body that seemed to radiate heat, almost painfully pulling the fire away, only to end up stoking the flames even more with the action.

"AHH!! Oh gods...” Bakura groaned, and began roughly pumping his erection in an effort to reach his climax. "ahh... please!"

Zaine pulled Bakura's hand away from his erection quickly. "No. I didn't give you permission to release.” He said smirking evilly. "You have to EARN that right."

Bakura whined. "But you never told me to stop touching myself!!” He protested.

Zaine smirked, pulling Bakura up suddenly, laying him across his lap and giving him a sharp slap across the behind. "Don’t talk back to me.” He said calmly, slapping him once again, then massaging the soreness away, littering his sore behind with feather soft kisses.

Bakura yelped at the smacks, then whimpered at the kisses. "Well you didn't!!!” He whined.

The tenderness left, replaced by another sharp smack. "You're still talking back." Zaine said calmly, deciding to now drag his knife over Bakura's back end.

Bakura yelped and squirmed, then whimpered and fell limp... submissive. "I'm sorry... Master...”

Zaine chuckled softly, stopping, working the pain away almost effortlessly replacing it with those same feelings of intense pleasure. "Be a smart ass, and you'll have an ass that smarts...” He said pulling Bakura up and gently trailing his hands over Bakura's body. "Remember it... teach it to Malik...” He hissed in Bakura's ear.

"Y-Yes Master...” Bakura whimpered, leaning into every touch.

Zaine smirked. "You've been so good, I think you deserve a reward now... what would you like me to do to you?” He said calmly, continuing to stroke Bakura's body, teasing him occasionally.

Bakura squirmed and crooned, his eyes half lidded. "T-Touch me...” He gasped. "Please... everywhere...” He lifted his tail and flicked the tip a bit, before curling the big bushy thing around Zaine.

Zaine smiled and nodded. "Alright...” He whispered, kissing Bakura's forehead. "But... touch you with what?” He asked softly. "My hand?” He said, slowly trailing his hand down Bakura's chest, stopping just short of his length. "Or... with my mouth?” He added, slowly kissing and licking his way down Bakura's jaw, stopping to nibble his at his neck. "Or is there something else you need?"

Bakura purred and turned, nuzzling Zaine in his need. "All of the above, Master...” He panted, crooning and rubbing against him.

Zaine chuckled. "Be careful what you ask for...” He whispered, slipping a hand down to gently rub against Bakura's entrance. "Because I'm more than willing to grant the wishes of the well behaved...”

Bakura gasped and jerked away slightly then slowly relaxed, lifting his tail a bit more in silent permission. He rubbed his cheek against Zaine's shoulder, his crooning purr starting up again.

Zaine chuckled softly, turning and laying Bakura across the bed. "You're such a good sport... I have an extra special reward for you...” He hissed, reaching for the bedside table, and pulling the small bottle of lube from it. "Something to give you a little something to keep going...”

Slowly he slid a finger into Bakura, stretching him, and seemingly finding his prostate instantly.

Bakura jerked himself up to all fours, throwing his head back with a loud groan. "Ahhh... Y-yesss... there...” He pleaded, his front half slowly sinking down the bed again, and his tail curled up over his body until the tip rested on the bed before him and tickled his nose.

Zaine added a second finger, and soon a third, tormenting Bakura with the most intense pleasure he'd felt in a while. "This is how you make Malik feel... remember it...” He hissed strongly. "This is why he calls for you, why he touches himself... don’t forget who's the boss... and don’t let him." with that he pulled his fingers away.

Bakura's glazed eyes stared blankly at the headboard of the bed as he panted and thrust back into the invading fingers. And when they left, he closed his eyes and gave a pitiful pleading whine.

Zaine didn't bother getting undressed. Bakura still had one more release coming after this. He chuckled and slowly positioned himself. "Alright...” He whispered, pressing in with such care, it was an absolute wonder he was the same man who had just been SPANKING Bakura.

Bakura threw his head back again, eyes clenched shut and mouth open wide to allow his harsh pants and cried to escape.

"AHH... ahhhh... gods...” He winced as his body was stretched painfully to accommodate Zaine. The feeling was new to Bakura, but he couldn't deny how good it felt, sending waves of pleasure up and down his spine and all the way through him.

Zaine paused, grunting softly. "You're tight for such a tough guy...” He commented, panting softly deciding to begin pumping Bakura's length while he waited for the skunk to adjust. "You're going to pass out from exhaustion tonight... but your dreams will be sweet...”

Bakura smiled weakly, sweat beading on his brow. "I... t-told you... I've never BEEN on this... this side of the equation before...” He said, moving his hips around experimentally. "Nnnnnh...”

Zaine chuckled, slowly pulling out, before thrusting back in quickly, striking Bakura's prostate with ease, and slowly working into a mind-numbing rhythm of extreme pleasure.

Bakura yelped and squirmed, gripping the comforter until his knuckles turned white, and then with a loud ripping sound, he dragged his claws down, shredding the expensive covers.

Zaine grunted once more, his thrusts quickening. He pumped Bakura in time with his thrusts, feeling his own climax near, as Bakura was undeniably hot writhing beneath him like that. "Cum for me...” He hissed moaning slightly, holding back.

"Y-Yes... Master...” Bakura panted, then raised himself up on his arms, threw his head back and screamed as he released, his semen coating Zaine's hand. He locked his arms in place, but all four limbs trembled as he fought not to collapse.

Zaine moaned loudly as Bakura's inner walls tightened around him and with another loud moan, he orgasmed, filling Bakura to overflow with his essence.

Zaine chuckled softly pulling away. "You've been such a good boy...” He said ruffling Bakura's hair. "I'm going to give you a reward...” He said fastening his pants.

Bakura's tail limply flopped to the bed, and a moment later the rest of his body did the same. He lay still, panting as he tried to catch his breath. but eventually flicked an ear and raised his head, slowly turning to find Zaine.

"Tell me Bakura, when you were a child... did you love your toys?” He said smirking fiendishly.

"Huh?" Bakura panted. "I... well, yes. What little I had.” He answered.

Zaine smirked. "Well how about now, do you still love those toys?"

Bakura blinked. "Do I want to know where this is going?” He asked, flicking an ear and eyeing Zaine.

Zaine smirked. "You still have one more release.” He said chuckling darkly. "And this lesson is going to be all about how useful toys can be."

Bakura's eyes widened and his ears shot up. "Uh oh...” He mumbled. The last time he had been around toys, he had intended to use them on Malik... but Malik had turned the tables and used them on him!!!

Zaine laughed. "And by the look on your face, I'd assume you've played with toys before.” He said grabbing Bakura by the collar and picking him up quickly, walking to the wall where two manacles hung. He quickly chained Bakura's wrists. "Don’t worry. This time you're going to cum all on your own."

Bakura's eyes widened and he gulped, instinctively curling his tail up between his legs, hiding his body as much as he could.

Zaine smirked. "Ah ah ahh... are you wussing out on me? What about the big tough seme you claimed you were? You deciding you like being Malik's submissive?"

Bakura frowned at that. "Hell no! He let me buy lost of fun stuff to use on him! But then he turned right around and I ended up on the receiving end of those toys!!! At least until he decided that he was too horny to sit around and tease me...” And the skunk pouted.

"Pathetic." Zaine said calmly.

Bakura scowled and pouted even more.

"Look at you pouting like a baby because you didn't get your way. Obviously he's more dominant than you. You're so pathetic you've been reduced to POUTING." Zaine said calmly. "I should just give up right now. I doubt you even have it in you to be a dominant lover."

Bakura snorted. "At the time, he happened to be my owner, and I was still under the fuckin' pet brainwashing, cut me some slack, huh? It was the first time in two years I was gonna get laid, and I wasn't exactly on guard! I was thinking with my fuckin penis, okay?!"

Zaine pinched Bakura's cheek. "No excuses. No matter how deprived you are, a dominant male should hold an air of power...” He breathed in Bakura's ear. "Something that can seduce even the most experienced lovers... make them bend to your will."

Bakura closed his eyes and shivered at the feeling of the man's breath on his sensitive little ear. "Y-Yessir...” He mumbled.

Zaine smirked and gently ran a hand over Bakura's chest, over his belly and stopping short of his length. "Now... the first thing I think you need... is a little something to torment your back end...” He said chuckling and picking up an egg shaped device with a small string-like cord hanging from it. "Something that'll knock some sense out of you."

With that he slid the small toy into Bakura, nothing else said.

Bakura yelped, his tail thrashing, and squirmed. "Hey!!!” He howled. "Warn a guy before you shove something up his ass, huh?!"

Zaine pressed a small button on the remote control he was holding and smirks. "Shut up, you're my bitch this evening, I answer to no one.” He said smirking as the egg began to vibrate strongly within Bakura, placed perfectly against Bakura's prostate.

Bakura let out a howl, throwing his head back and arching his spine while his manhood gave an interested twitch. "Oh gods...” He groaned, writhing against the wall.

Zaine smirked. "Having fun with your toy? Oh you'll be glad to know I have more for you to play with.” He said picking up a pair of small clips and attaching them almost painfully to Bakura's nipples. "I bet you know what these can do...” He said chuckling. "With just a flip of a switch...”

Bakura's closed eyes snapped open and darted to the side, to meet Zaine's gaze. "Oh gods...” He groaned, squirming in anticipation of what was about to happen.

Zaine chuckled, flipping the switch. "Now who's havin fun?"

"AHH!!" Bakura yelped, slumping limply against the wall, squirming and thrusting his hips up, searching for some kind of stimulation. He clenched his fist, digging his claws into his palms as he whimpered in need.

Zaine chuckled. "You know what else is fun?” He picked up a small ball gag, that seemed to have a tongue growing from it. "Watching you squirm like that.” He said walking over. "Do you know what this is called?” He said chuckling and shoving it into Bakura's mouth quickly, tying it around his head so he'd be unable to push it out.

"It's called the loving lick." Zaine laughed. "Adult toys have such stupid names... but I think you'll find this toy fun for you. It'll keep your mouth quite busy in a seemingly perpetual french kiss. I hope you're having as much fun as me...” He said smirking at the remote control in his hand. "Thank god most of these toys came together in a pack...”

Bakura made a surprised noise, opening his eyes which then crossed as he tried to see the thing in his mouth. But he soon calmed down and began to moan loudly, and he couldn't help but to start licking and sucking at the thing in his mouth.

Zaine laughed softly, turning the gag on, watching Bakura as he elicited another moan, the small gag working it's charming magic. "Now... let’s see... I think I'll tell you a story." Zaine said smiling, watching Bakura writhe. "Once upon a time... there was a skunk, who fell in love with a boy named Malik...” He said calmly, beginning to weave a tale of sexual fulfillment and lust... describing the every touch, and increasing the strength of the toys as he told the tale.

Within minutes, Bakura's entire body was slicked with sweat and precum was dribbling down his throbbing manhood. His legs were shaking and soon buckled, leaving him hanging from the shackles on his wrists.

Zaine smirked slightly, placing the final toy on Bakura. a small cylindar shaped device, that simulated a blowjob. "And then...” He breathed in Bakura's ear. "He slid down your body, moaning your name... 'oh gods Bakura' he'd moan, sliding lower and lower, taking you into his mouth...” He hissed, turning on the device, chuckling darkly.

The skunk threw his head back and shrieked, arching his back to a point where it seemed that it would snap, and he released violently, spraying his fluids all over. Then he groaned and collapsed, hanging completely limp and silent; the skunk was out cold. DAMN was Zaine good...

Zaine chuckled, turning off all the toys and slowly removing them. He unchained Bakura and picked him up, carefully tucking him into the bed. "I hope you remember what I taught you...” He whispered, pulling out his knife once more. "If you ever need me...”

And with the most careful of hands, he gently cut into Bakura's forearm his phone number, not deep enough to scar, but long enough for the skunk to commit it to memory…

"So...” Said a voice when Zaine left the room. "How was he?" Zaine turned to face Rafel, leaning against the wall.

Zaine chuckled. "He was perfect.” He replied calmly. "I may come back for him next week...” He added. "He was so good in fact, that I request you give him a treat. He's completely worn out, passed out on the bed. Maybe give him a good dinner to get his strength back."

Rafel blinked, surprised, then frowned and seemed to pout. "As you say sir. I'm glad to hear that he pleased you. Will he need to be taken to the clinic at all?"

Zaine chuckled. "Nah, I didn't inflict any damage. Just a scratch or two, nothing deep or bleeding. He'll be fine."

Rafel nodded. "Very well sir. If you would take the time to return to the database computer and leave an opinion on the beast that served you, for others to see in case they are considering him, we would appreciate it." And he ducked into the room to retrieve the skunk.

Zaine nodded calmly, and went on his way to do just what Rafel asked, and head home for the night.

Several heads raised when the elevator opened on the "dormitory" floor. Rafel stalked out of the elevator, dragging Bakura behind him, by the tail. The skunk was dragged towards his own cage, passing by Malik on the way.

Malik growled, running forward to glare at Rafel. "Put him down!” He snarled. "Who gave you the right to treat him like that?!"

Rafel glared at Malik, then smirked. "Hold your tongue or a third rabbit will be going to Daisuke, mongrel.” He threatened, then turned and grabbed Bakura by the back of the neck, and slammed him into the glass of Malik's enclosure. "Care for a closer look of your mate?” He sneered, and Kheti's eyes widened. Malik had told her of his mate, but this was the first time she had seen him.

Malik's tail bristled. "You BASTARD!” He howled, growling. "Stop it! You're going to hurt him!"

Rafel chuckled, watching blood from the cut on Bakura's chest smear across the glass as his rough treatment of the skunk had re-opened the wound. "What makes you think I give a shit?” He hissed. "Wait ‘til I get a turn with him. He won't be able to get out of bed for a week...”

Malik lunged for the glass, hitting it harshly. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” He howled. "Leave him alone!"

"One more outburst like that and you're dooming another of your precious rabbits to death." Rafel growled, dropping Bakura to the floor and dragging him away by the tail again.

Malik bit his lip to keep himself from screaming out what he thought of Rafel... though his body language clearly said it.

He inched closer to the glass after Rafel left. "Bakura...” He said softly, ears drooping.

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Keyhala: *gasp* Yes! Malik too! AND Otogi!!! And why? For the angst!!! ^_________^ Glad you like the chapter!!!

Sarah: Glad you like it!!! ^_^ And Dartz should get a pet, huh? He has dozens of hybrids now! He HAS pets!!! XD

Lokivsanubis: There can’t be happiness because we like angst!!! And yep… fuck toys!!!! WOOOOO!!!