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chapter 4
sorry this took so long to update
but i've been every busy
im a belly dancer and i was hired to do a brithday plus my dance group if learning a new coriagrafi a long and painful coriagrafi -_-; plus school is tourcher
hopefully this chapter will make up for the long wait
and thatnks for allthe wonderful reviews ^.^
and if anyone would like to beta this story please tell me because i sent this to like 3 people and they haven't answered me
Chapter 4
Seto sat at his desk at home with his fifth cup of coffee. Snarling and snapping at anyone who got within eight feet of him. Even Mokuba wasn’t safe from his rage.
Since Seto had gotten home last night he had shut himself in his office and threaten that if anyone had came near him, he would fire them on the spot. Mokuba not sensing any danger had walked right up to his brother and being the Kiaba he was, demand answers.
After receiving, over twelve snarling insults and more then four threats of being sent away to military school.
He had ran away from his brother in tears.
Twinges of guilt started to seep into his conscience. But he ignored it. He knew had been mean to his little brother and later he would apologize but right now his puppy was the one who need his attention.
From all the information he could gather Jou had been a prostitute since he was eight his father was his pimp and he was 100% granted to give the best mind blowing orgasms. For a price. And from what he could see Jou didn’t –pun not intended- come cheap.
It cost a small fortune to send a few hours with the blond but clients raved that he was worth it. But if he was worth that much why did he have to duct tape his shoe to keep them form falling apart?
His father had most certainly been richly dress in his tailor pants and silk shirt his hands and wrist also had been decorated with expensive and heavy jewelry.
Then why was it that he dressed like a prince and his son as a pauper? And why had Jou been in such distress? It couldn’t have been because of Seto. The pain and sadness he saw on his pups eyes had taken years to develop.
His only conclusion was that his pup was being forced against his will to sell him self. The very though had Seto fisting his hands and clenching his jaw. His puppy was his and his Alone. And Kiaba Seto did not SHARE!
The very though of someone else inside his puppy giving him pleasure. Seto let out a roar like an enraged tiger. Everything in his desk flew in all directions and his coffee cup shattered against the door.
What was even more frustrating then that thought. Was the fact that he didn’t have any leads to his lost puppy. Fisting his hands in his hair and resting heavily on his elbows. He grimaced. He had to give Jou old man credit. He was one hard man to track.
He made all his deal through either his cell phone. Or a postal box.
Plus all his clients had to signed contracts that they will not tell another soul where he kept the golden god and if they did the area was moved and they would have to go three month with out the blonde’s services. One man had raved that being away from the blond for three days was torture. Seto couldn’t blame him. He rather have his leg burned off with acid then go three days without ‘His’ pup.
Even in Jou’s School record the address given was a fake. It turned out to be a condemned apartment building.
Taking a deep breath Seto took his last remaining option. To schedule an appointment. Pulling out his cell phone and pray that Jou father was as stupid as he was handsome he dialed the number he had a ready memorized by heart.
Jou rinsed another plate and felt the feminine product he was forced to wear. Need to be changed. Sighing and wincing a little he rubbed his lower back. After his little scene with the C.E.O. his father had dragged him home and had been merciless.
He had been brutally raped over and over again. And when he had finally passed out from the pain his father had brought him back by dropping him into a bath tub filled with ice. Leaving him inside the freezing water for a whole hour just watching as his lips turn blue and his impressive member curl up inside his legs. Then started the processes all over again
Jou had woken up to a thankfully empty bed and a still bleeding and painful entrance.
No matter what Jou did he couldn’t stop the bleeding.
At least now Jou had time to him self a few blessed moments of peace.
Even if he was stuck doing chores.
At least there was no man pounding into him sweating and howling how tight he was or a woman screaming for him to go faster and harder.
Shivering slightly he wondered why anyone would like sex.
To him it had always been a painful experience but he knew his friends couldn’t get enough of their boyfriends, they practically fucked like rabbits and Jou was pretty sure that they had nooner’s in their soul rooms during school. Even Otogi! Would pull Honda into the boy’s bathroom at least once a day.
Shaking his head he would never understand why his friends loved to have sex… maybe theirs a difference. Maybe when you where in love it didn’t hurt.
nah. If that were true then his johns would feel pain to but they always came back for more.
Clearing his head he dried his hand on his soft gray sweat pant and started to move his sore socked cover feet to change the pad he was wearing. When hear his father talking on his cell phone.
“Yes Mr. Kiaba we could personally Set up your own slot with Jou” Jou heart dropped. Then lifted ‘Seto wants me- for a good fuck- but he wants me.’ Feeling a bit content with himself he began to eavesdrop.
…..
“Tonight? Am sorry the poor baby is booked solid tonight.”
…..
“Yes I know money is no object but he does have appointments. And he never disappoints.”
…….
“yes he is very reliable. That’s why our clients are very loyal to him.”
…..
“Yes, yes I understand privacy is essential.”
…..
“No. there is no need to worry. He knows how to keep customer confidentiality.”
…….
“yes I agree. The sooner the better.”
…….
“yes, am sure we can work things out. If you like I could go over to your-.”
…….
“tonight?”
……...
“of course its no inconvenience. I can have your contract sent to you-.”
……..
“You want to view the merchandise?”
Jou snorted when he heard this. Who else but the great Kiaba Seto would refer to some one as merchandise?
……..
“Yes I understand. I wouldn’t buy anything that wouldn’t approve of either”
…….
“yes of course Seto, you don’t mind that I call you Seto, do you?” a slimy, cocky smile
Spread on his face only to be replaced by shock and then embarrassment “yes mister Kiaba I fully understand.” Jou smile at his loves behavior he continued listen.
……
“tonight it fine.”
…………….
“yes Mr. Kiaba. Here are the directions.”
……
“yes, that’s correct. Good-” His father looked at the phone in disgust. “Day.”
“KATSUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jou jumped and rushed over to the couch his father was sitting on.
“On your knees.” Jou kneeled in front of his father and bite his lip when his father started to stroke his head. “Well Katsuya. It seams you made quiet an impression on Mr. Kiaba.” He smirked and pushed Jou’s head into his lap “I think it time you should make an impression on me now.”
Jou did his best from stopping himself from gagging. And swallowed his father whole and cursed his duty to his father. He wished he had never been born that way he wouldn’t have to repay for ruing his father life.
By having to sell himself to pay his father gambling debts and so he could live a life of leisure.
Feeling tears sting his eyes he closed them tightly wishing he could cover his ears and drown out his father moans too.
GODS!!! The kid was amazing. He couldn’t ever remember getting better head the way he suck, twirled, swallowed the kid was like a drug and soon he would have the legendry C.E.O. of Kiaba corp. addicted. He laughed as he felt his climax nearing he thought everything would be prefect.
Shaking off the ridicules urge to whip off his ear and have his cell-phone submerged in the world’s strongest disinfectant. Seto grinned in self satisfaction.
The idiot had fallen for it. And by this time tomorrow he would be behind bars and his puppy would be in safe.
He had just completed faze one in his plan.
Now onto faze two, getting Mokuba’s help.
Mentally going over his apology for Mokuba. He heard his small whimpers and soft comforting murmuring coming from behind Mokuba’s door. ‘Oh great Noah’s with him.’ rolling his eyes upwards. ‘That’s going to make this so much more easier.’ he thought sarcastically and pushed open the door.
Mokuba was sitting at his desk trying his best to stop his tears. While Noah watched him through the computer screen and tried to comfort him.
“Don’t worry Mokie. Nothing is going to happen.”
“But he said-”
“don’t worry about what he said.” Noah smile “I won’t let him take you.”
“I would like to see you try and stop me.” Seto said in his most menacing voice.
Noah turned to look at Seto his eyes blazing. “I would.”
“I bet.” Seto turned to look at Mokuba. He was sitting at the desk his hands folded in his lap his shoulders slightly shook as he bit his lip. To keep from whimpering.
Seto shoulders slumped. Looking at what he just did to his little brother made him feel as though he just crawled out of a sewer.
“Noah, could you please give us some privacy. I need to speak to Mokuba alone.”
Noah looked back and forth between them. Then turned to look at Seto. His blue eyes blazing. “If u hurt him again I’ll mess up your stock portfolio so bad you won’t see a single cent until your 54.”
“Understood.”
Giving a big huff the screen went blank.
Walking over to Mokuba he touched his shoulder.
“Mokuba, I know I was very cruel to you. Not only did I hurt your feelings but I scared you.” He sat down on the bed and turned Mokuba around in the chair to face him. “Am sorry for the way I acted. I was very frustrated at the time. I didn’t mean the things I said. I was just blowing off steam. You should know I wouldn’t send you away. Who would yell at me then?” he said sarcastically getting a small laugh from Mokuba. “So do you forgive me you little twerp?”
“Yea, I forgive you shit head.”
*Seto sweat drop* “what a lovely nickname.”
Mokuba smiled “Seto what happen? I’ve never seen you like that before.”
Seto told him the whole story.
Shock and fury twisted on Mokuba face “how … how… how could someone do that to there own child.”
Seto just shrugged his shoulders. “Money.”
“It’s just wrong.”
“I know, Mokuba that’s why I need your help to help him.”
“You have it.” Mokuba said determinedly “now let’s go save my future brother in law.” He jumped out the chair and started to head to Seto home office.
“Wait! Hold it!” he grabbed Mokuba by his t-shirt “what make you think that that third rate mutt Jounouchi Katsuya is going to be your future brother in law?”
Mokuba turned and gave his older brother a knowing smile. “I’m young Seto. But I’m not stupid. The way you act around Jou is the way I five-year-old acts when he in love. Admit it. If he had pig tails, you would be pulling them.”
A line of pink formed across the brunet nose.
Cupping his brother cheek comfortingly he smiled. “Seto am your brother. I know you like the back of my hand. Do you honesty think I wouldn’t know when you were in love?”
Smiling back at his little brother he let go of his shirt. “Your right. I can’t hide anything from you.”
“besides.” he gave a mischief grin. “You talk in your sleep.”
Seto stopped in his tracks and his face turning so red it started to resemble a tomato. As he remembered a dream he had two nights ago. That involved his puppy, roses, silk sheets, handcuffs and body wax. The dream had forced him into an ice cold shower for two hours. “Mokuba. What have you hear?”
“Oh. Nothing much.” he said shrugging his shoulders. “Just congratulations Jou. You’re amazing Jou. I love you Jou you make my life complete Jou.
“Jou you’re so fucking tight.” He laughed as he ran away from his brother. Leaving Seto looking like a broiled lobster.
Seto took Deep Breaths and reminded himself of his priorities.
Save the puppy first. Kill Mokuba later. of course there wasn’t any rule that said he couldn’t hurt his little brother while he waited for his chance to save his puppy….
“MOKUBA!!!!!!!!! Get back here!” Seto yelled as ran after the little brother from hell.
but i've been every busy
im a belly dancer and i was hired to do a brithday plus my dance group if learning a new coriagrafi a long and painful coriagrafi -_-; plus school is tourcher
hopefully this chapter will make up for the long wait
and thatnks for allthe wonderful reviews ^.^
and if anyone would like to beta this story please tell me because i sent this to like 3 people and they haven't answered me
Chapter 4
Seto sat at his desk at home with his fifth cup of coffee. Snarling and snapping at anyone who got within eight feet of him. Even Mokuba wasn’t safe from his rage.
Since Seto had gotten home last night he had shut himself in his office and threaten that if anyone had came near him, he would fire them on the spot. Mokuba not sensing any danger had walked right up to his brother and being the Kiaba he was, demand answers.
After receiving, over twelve snarling insults and more then four threats of being sent away to military school.
He had ran away from his brother in tears.
Twinges of guilt started to seep into his conscience. But he ignored it. He knew had been mean to his little brother and later he would apologize but right now his puppy was the one who need his attention.
From all the information he could gather Jou had been a prostitute since he was eight his father was his pimp and he was 100% granted to give the best mind blowing orgasms. For a price. And from what he could see Jou didn’t –pun not intended- come cheap.
It cost a small fortune to send a few hours with the blond but clients raved that he was worth it. But if he was worth that much why did he have to duct tape his shoe to keep them form falling apart?
His father had most certainly been richly dress in his tailor pants and silk shirt his hands and wrist also had been decorated with expensive and heavy jewelry.
Then why was it that he dressed like a prince and his son as a pauper? And why had Jou been in such distress? It couldn’t have been because of Seto. The pain and sadness he saw on his pups eyes had taken years to develop.
His only conclusion was that his pup was being forced against his will to sell him self. The very though had Seto fisting his hands and clenching his jaw. His puppy was his and his Alone. And Kiaba Seto did not SHARE!
The very though of someone else inside his puppy giving him pleasure. Seto let out a roar like an enraged tiger. Everything in his desk flew in all directions and his coffee cup shattered against the door.
What was even more frustrating then that thought. Was the fact that he didn’t have any leads to his lost puppy. Fisting his hands in his hair and resting heavily on his elbows. He grimaced. He had to give Jou old man credit. He was one hard man to track.
He made all his deal through either his cell phone. Or a postal box.
Plus all his clients had to signed contracts that they will not tell another soul where he kept the golden god and if they did the area was moved and they would have to go three month with out the blonde’s services. One man had raved that being away from the blond for three days was torture. Seto couldn’t blame him. He rather have his leg burned off with acid then go three days without ‘His’ pup.
Even in Jou’s School record the address given was a fake. It turned out to be a condemned apartment building.
Taking a deep breath Seto took his last remaining option. To schedule an appointment. Pulling out his cell phone and pray that Jou father was as stupid as he was handsome he dialed the number he had a ready memorized by heart.
Jou rinsed another plate and felt the feminine product he was forced to wear. Need to be changed. Sighing and wincing a little he rubbed his lower back. After his little scene with the C.E.O. his father had dragged him home and had been merciless.
He had been brutally raped over and over again. And when he had finally passed out from the pain his father had brought him back by dropping him into a bath tub filled with ice. Leaving him inside the freezing water for a whole hour just watching as his lips turn blue and his impressive member curl up inside his legs. Then started the processes all over again
Jou had woken up to a thankfully empty bed and a still bleeding and painful entrance.
No matter what Jou did he couldn’t stop the bleeding.
At least now Jou had time to him self a few blessed moments of peace.
Even if he was stuck doing chores.
At least there was no man pounding into him sweating and howling how tight he was or a woman screaming for him to go faster and harder.
Shivering slightly he wondered why anyone would like sex.
To him it had always been a painful experience but he knew his friends couldn’t get enough of their boyfriends, they practically fucked like rabbits and Jou was pretty sure that they had nooner’s in their soul rooms during school. Even Otogi! Would pull Honda into the boy’s bathroom at least once a day.
Shaking his head he would never understand why his friends loved to have sex… maybe theirs a difference. Maybe when you where in love it didn’t hurt.
nah. If that were true then his johns would feel pain to but they always came back for more.
Clearing his head he dried his hand on his soft gray sweat pant and started to move his sore socked cover feet to change the pad he was wearing. When hear his father talking on his cell phone.
“Yes Mr. Kiaba we could personally Set up your own slot with Jou” Jou heart dropped. Then lifted ‘Seto wants me- for a good fuck- but he wants me.’ Feeling a bit content with himself he began to eavesdrop.
…..
“Tonight? Am sorry the poor baby is booked solid tonight.”
…..
“Yes I know money is no object but he does have appointments. And he never disappoints.”
…….
“yes he is very reliable. That’s why our clients are very loyal to him.”
…..
“Yes, yes I understand privacy is essential.”
…..
“No. there is no need to worry. He knows how to keep customer confidentiality.”
…….
“yes I agree. The sooner the better.”
…….
“yes, am sure we can work things out. If you like I could go over to your-.”
…….
“tonight?”
……...
“of course its no inconvenience. I can have your contract sent to you-.”
……..
“You want to view the merchandise?”
Jou snorted when he heard this. Who else but the great Kiaba Seto would refer to some one as merchandise?
……..
“Yes I understand. I wouldn’t buy anything that wouldn’t approve of either”
…….
“yes of course Seto, you don’t mind that I call you Seto, do you?” a slimy, cocky smile
Spread on his face only to be replaced by shock and then embarrassment “yes mister Kiaba I fully understand.” Jou smile at his loves behavior he continued listen.
……
“tonight it fine.”
…………….
“yes Mr. Kiaba. Here are the directions.”
……
“yes, that’s correct. Good-” His father looked at the phone in disgust. “Day.”
“KATSUYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jou jumped and rushed over to the couch his father was sitting on.
“On your knees.” Jou kneeled in front of his father and bite his lip when his father started to stroke his head. “Well Katsuya. It seams you made quiet an impression on Mr. Kiaba.” He smirked and pushed Jou’s head into his lap “I think it time you should make an impression on me now.”
Jou did his best from stopping himself from gagging. And swallowed his father whole and cursed his duty to his father. He wished he had never been born that way he wouldn’t have to repay for ruing his father life.
By having to sell himself to pay his father gambling debts and so he could live a life of leisure.
Feeling tears sting his eyes he closed them tightly wishing he could cover his ears and drown out his father moans too.
GODS!!! The kid was amazing. He couldn’t ever remember getting better head the way he suck, twirled, swallowed the kid was like a drug and soon he would have the legendry C.E.O. of Kiaba corp. addicted. He laughed as he felt his climax nearing he thought everything would be prefect.
Shaking off the ridicules urge to whip off his ear and have his cell-phone submerged in the world’s strongest disinfectant. Seto grinned in self satisfaction.
The idiot had fallen for it. And by this time tomorrow he would be behind bars and his puppy would be in safe.
He had just completed faze one in his plan.
Now onto faze two, getting Mokuba’s help.
Mentally going over his apology for Mokuba. He heard his small whimpers and soft comforting murmuring coming from behind Mokuba’s door. ‘Oh great Noah’s with him.’ rolling his eyes upwards. ‘That’s going to make this so much more easier.’ he thought sarcastically and pushed open the door.
Mokuba was sitting at his desk trying his best to stop his tears. While Noah watched him through the computer screen and tried to comfort him.
“Don’t worry Mokie. Nothing is going to happen.”
“But he said-”
“don’t worry about what he said.” Noah smile “I won’t let him take you.”
“I would like to see you try and stop me.” Seto said in his most menacing voice.
Noah turned to look at Seto his eyes blazing. “I would.”
“I bet.” Seto turned to look at Mokuba. He was sitting at the desk his hands folded in his lap his shoulders slightly shook as he bit his lip. To keep from whimpering.
Seto shoulders slumped. Looking at what he just did to his little brother made him feel as though he just crawled out of a sewer.
“Noah, could you please give us some privacy. I need to speak to Mokuba alone.”
Noah looked back and forth between them. Then turned to look at Seto. His blue eyes blazing. “If u hurt him again I’ll mess up your stock portfolio so bad you won’t see a single cent until your 54.”
“Understood.”
Giving a big huff the screen went blank.
Walking over to Mokuba he touched his shoulder.
“Mokuba, I know I was very cruel to you. Not only did I hurt your feelings but I scared you.” He sat down on the bed and turned Mokuba around in the chair to face him. “Am sorry for the way I acted. I was very frustrated at the time. I didn’t mean the things I said. I was just blowing off steam. You should know I wouldn’t send you away. Who would yell at me then?” he said sarcastically getting a small laugh from Mokuba. “So do you forgive me you little twerp?”
“Yea, I forgive you shit head.”
*Seto sweat drop* “what a lovely nickname.”
Mokuba smiled “Seto what happen? I’ve never seen you like that before.”
Seto told him the whole story.
Shock and fury twisted on Mokuba face “how … how… how could someone do that to there own child.”
Seto just shrugged his shoulders. “Money.”
“It’s just wrong.”
“I know, Mokuba that’s why I need your help to help him.”
“You have it.” Mokuba said determinedly “now let’s go save my future brother in law.” He jumped out the chair and started to head to Seto home office.
“Wait! Hold it!” he grabbed Mokuba by his t-shirt “what make you think that that third rate mutt Jounouchi Katsuya is going to be your future brother in law?”
Mokuba turned and gave his older brother a knowing smile. “I’m young Seto. But I’m not stupid. The way you act around Jou is the way I five-year-old acts when he in love. Admit it. If he had pig tails, you would be pulling them.”
A line of pink formed across the brunet nose.
Cupping his brother cheek comfortingly he smiled. “Seto am your brother. I know you like the back of my hand. Do you honesty think I wouldn’t know when you were in love?”
Smiling back at his little brother he let go of his shirt. “Your right. I can’t hide anything from you.”
“besides.” he gave a mischief grin. “You talk in your sleep.”
Seto stopped in his tracks and his face turning so red it started to resemble a tomato. As he remembered a dream he had two nights ago. That involved his puppy, roses, silk sheets, handcuffs and body wax. The dream had forced him into an ice cold shower for two hours. “Mokuba. What have you hear?”
“Oh. Nothing much.” he said shrugging his shoulders. “Just congratulations Jou. You’re amazing Jou. I love you Jou you make my life complete Jou.
“Jou you’re so fucking tight.” He laughed as he ran away from his brother. Leaving Seto looking like a broiled lobster.
Seto took Deep Breaths and reminded himself of his priorities.
Save the puppy first. Kill Mokuba later. of course there wasn’t any rule that said he couldn’t hurt his little brother while he waited for his chance to save his puppy….
“MOKUBA!!!!!!!!! Get back here!” Seto yelled as ran after the little brother from hell.