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People live their lives fearing death. The first think they ask is, ‘will it be painful?—will I be in pain?’ They fear pain, they avoid it. They wish to die beautifully.

I do not know how I would want to die. I don’t fear pain anymore. Dying a painful death doesn’t seem that bad to me. But dying beautifully doesn’t either. I wish for silence. That is my only wish when I die. A quietness from my own thoughts and the feelings that surround me. With that I would have peace. Not by any release from pain.

Pain has many sides to it, sides that aren’t appreciated by most. Sexual urges that can be relinquished by it. Evoked and received.

A knife slicing down my skin doesn’t make my heart pound because of all the blood that seeps and pools around me, it pounds because the feeling of my skin parting shoots pleasure down to my groin.

The mixture of nausea that used to accompany it has subsided, replaced with a yearning for more. I’m starting to feel less guilty about wanting it or maybe my need for it has just dominated over every other emotion. I don’t know much about myself anymore, the only thing time anything makes sense is when I’m with him.

I laugh at the thought, of how scared I used to be, how the thought of him touching me or being around me would make me physically ill. And now…well, now was very different.

Bakura had taken advantage of my change in mood. He had never held back before or asked me first before he would rape me. But now that he knew I wanted it, really wanted it, something was different. He wanted me to do more—to say more.

“Take the knife in your hand—How does it feel?”

“C-Cold.”

“Touch the blade—can you feel the tiny bumps?”

“Yes.”

“What do you think it would feel like to cut someone with it?”

“I—I don’t know.”

“Come on, Ryou. Think about it. What would it feel like…how much pressure do you think it would take before you would break the skin?”

“I—I don’t know, Bakura—I—“

“Come on, Ryou.” He growled, tightening my hold on the knife. My fingers were still wrapped around the blade, the pressure sinking the knife deeper into my skin—about to break.

“Feel that? Feel the pressure of your skin, right before it’s about to pop?”

I nodded, whining. He pressed down more, the blade breaking the skin, blood trickling down my hand.

“Right there, Ryou. Feel how the pressure eases up just a little when the skin breaks? It feels different now doesn’t it? Uninhibited.”

I nodded again, I could feel the difference. The blade slid easier, feeling no resistance.

“That’s why it feels so good…for both of us. That release of pressure, like when you cum.”

“That’s why?”

“Yes. And if you cut someone, you’d feel it just the same as when I cut you.”

“Re-really?”

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My head was pounding when I woke up. My bedroom was pitch dark as I stumbled across to the light switch.

“Bakura?” The house was silent .

As I went down the stairs, I heard a muffled cry. Yugi lay gagged and tied, unconscious on the living room floor.

“YUGI!” I cried, running over to him. His breathing sped up on seeing me, trying to squirm away from me.

“What-what’s wrong?”

“He thinks it was you.” I turned around to find Bakura leering down at Yugi, chuckling at Yugi’s wide, confused eyes as for the first time, someone saw the two of us together.

“What are you doing to him?”

I know I had told Bakura I would follow him where he asked, but why Yugi? Did it go back to that time he came over? The puzzle around Yugi’s neck?

“The pharaoh is inside of him, Ryou. And if I can’t hurt him, I’ll hurt his vessel—we’ll hurt his vessel.”

“But…but Yugi is my friend.” I whispered, feeling my eyes sting.

“And you belong to me. Don’t forget the promise you made.” Bakura growled, coming to stand in front of me, knife pulled out and pressed against my neck threateningly.

I smiled at him, pressing my neck closer to the knife to his surprise. “You don’t have to threaten me. I’ll do what you say.”

He scoffed, letting his arm fall back to his side.

“We’re sending him a message, not killing him.” He said, kneeling down to Yugi with a smirk.

“We’re letting him know he’s not safe anymore.”

I nodded, nervously kneeling down next to Bakura. I’d grown to need Bakura and in turn trust him but I still knew that sadistic urge he had in him wasn’t always entirely quenched by me. Sometimes he wanted to kill. And I was afraid he would. I’d never seen him with someone else, someone that he didn’t have to have around. Not like me, who he was forced to stay with for survival.

“What are you going to do?”

Bakura grabbed my hand, placing his knife in it. I was confused and scared, looking at him for answers.

“I want to watch you cut him, like I cut you. I want you to rape him.”

My eyes widened in alarm, “Rape--Bakura, I can-can’t do that!”

“You can and you will.” He hissed, pushing my hand with the blade towards Yugi’s quivering body.

“Or I’ll leave.”

“No, no Bakura, please,” I whimpered, clinging onto him, “Please don’t say that…please…” I cried. Even the thought, the very thought of him saying that to me made me absolutely panic stricken. He shoved me away, putting the knife back to Yugi’s body, there would be no more discussion. I tentatively pressed the knife to Yugi’s cheek, feeling and hearing his breath quicken.

“Feel the resistance?” Bakura breathed into my ear, standing behind me, hands running over my hips.

“Ye-Yes.” I breathed, his hands felt so good on me…so right. This man…that only months ago I hated, dreaded, now, felt so good against me.

My eyes flickered shut, focused on the feeling of the knife in my hand and the resistance it met at Yugi’s skin. I could feel Bakura’s soft breath at the nape of my neck, his body heat radiating off onto me.

“Now press down, just enough to break the skin.” He whispered, letting his fingers run over my stomach, dipping into my jeans just enough for my breath to hitch in anticipation.

I did as he said, it didn’t take much before I felt the pressure give and Yugi whimper. I gasped in surprise, feeling aroused. I was surprised by the feeling it gave me, like Bakura had mentioned. A hazy power over flesh and body trickled through my veins as I felt warm blood touch my skin. Bakura moaned lightly in my ear, “yeesss” he hissed, wrapping his hand around my cock, eliciting a gasp from me.

His lips pressed against my ear, “Do it again. On the other cheek.” His fingers started to run up and down my shaft, speeding up—applying more pressure as my knife got closer to the pale skin.

“Bakuraaaa…” I groaned, panting as I hardened—his hand feeling so good.

“Come on.” He hissed. I barely paused this time, savoring the skin against my knife only a moment before letting it slice apart, blood trickling out.

“You know what to do now, right?” He asked. I nodded weakly, my head felt light from arousal, I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to get up as the pressure continued to grow.

Bakura’s hand slid out from my pants, pushing me to sit at Yugi’s legs.

“Don’t worry, he doesn’t have enough energy to move. I’ve taken care of that.”

“O-okay.” I nervously smiled. I didn’t want to look Yugi in the eyes, it was still too real. But the feeling…the feeling was still undeniably strong to do what Bakura wanted and yet still enjoy it.

I wanted to wait for Bakura’s command, I looked at him, waiting for his next demand. He was rubbing his crotch, the bulge apparent as he smirked at me…proudly.

“Take his pants off, get your cock out and fuck him.”

My fingers nervously fumbled to pull down Yugi’s pants, I could feel him trembling, hear him crying out, see the tears running down his blood-stained cheeks. But it didn’t matter. The only thing that mattered was the feel of Bakura coming up behind me, fingers digging into the back of my pants to tease at my entrance as I knelt over.

Yugi struggled slightly, whimpering as I pulled his pants and underwear down.

“They-They’re…wet.” I gasped, throwing them aside, noticing how Yugi’s face turned in shame.

“Yeah,” Bakura chuckled, “He pissed himself when I had your body. Thought I was gonna cut his dick off.”

I didn’t know whether to laugh with him or feel sorry for Yugi—maybe a little of both.

I threw the soiled clothes to the side, spreading Yugi’s quivering legs, I felt my need growing again, tightening my hold on the knife I pressed myself against Yugi’s entrance, feeling the heat emanating from it—teasing me.

“Go on.” Bakura soothed, placing his hands on my hips to push me forward.

Yugi cried out in pain as I pushed into him—the sound feeling far away as I cried out in unison—in ecstasy.

“Does it feel good?” Bakura whispered in my ear, pushing his finger inside of me, twisting it around.

“Ye-yes!” I shuddered, moaning as intense heat encompassed me, burned against me. Better than anything I could have ever imagined or dreamt of. Bakura pressed me forward—pushed me back, making me thrust in and out of Yugi as his finger continued to twist and thrust into me.

Yugi was crying out, muffled by the gag Bakura had placed in his mouth. I could feel blood slickening my movements. Feeling so good…so achingly good. Each thrust was magnified by Bakura’s twisting, prodding fingers as they pressed against the nerve bundle inside me—making me push deeper and faster into Yugi.

“Kura…KURA!!! Pleeeeease!” I whined, torn between pushing harder into Yugi or deeper onto Bakura’s fingers.

“Cut him Ryou. CUT HIM.” Bakura hissed, pushing a third finger into me and thrusting hard.

I nodded, gripping the knife harder before plunging it into Yugi’s thigh, whimpering as he screamed out in pain. Bakura growled into my ear, throwing me backward to fall onto the floor. He ran his hand through Yugi’s pooling blood, his other hand fumbling to pull his cock out, he quickly slathered it all over it, before pushing right into me.

I cried out, feeling the delicious ripping as my muscles pushed against his throbbing cock. He growled into my ear, speaking between grunts, “I couldn’t take it anymore. Fuck…fuck!” He moaned.

“Kura!” I whined, my eyes squeezed shut, trying to just breathe as he fucked me harder than ever before. My body was on absolute fire—there was no other way to describe it. Every nerve—every sense—everything…everything…

“Kura, don’t stop! Don’t stop!” I cried.

He growled in my ear, reaching between us to grab my cock, I cried his name again as he pumped me hard and furiously, clutching at the floor—for anything to grab onto.

“You liked hurting him didn’t you?” He hissed with a moan.

“Y-Yes!”

“It felt good, didn’t it?”

“Y-Yes!” I screamed as I started to cum over his fist and fingers. He grunted as my muscles contracted, slamming into me harder until his eyes flickered shut with a small moan, feeling his cum fill me. He thrusted in a few more times before slowly pulling out, standing up.

I sighed in content, watching him as he lorded over Yugi’s bleeding body with a sneer.

I had made him happy.

A sudden happiness I hadn’t known filled me completely. The feeling of living for someone else. And pleasing them. Bakura had even touched me for the first time. Pleasured me. The feel of his hand around my cock, pushing me to orgasm was new and thrilling—filling me with a sense of…love.

Yes, that was it.

That was it!

Love. I loved him.

I loved Bakura.

My heart was full to burst as I watched Bakura.

“I love you.” I spoke, barely above a whisper—his back turned to me.

“Get yourself and Yugi cleaned up.” He said.

“O-Okay.” I smiled, sitting up.

He hadn’t heard me…

And I didn’t have the nerve to say it again.

AN:I apologize for the long wait. I was working on this all weekend I felt like I was writing slower than a slug. But I'm happy with this chapter. And you know what that means? Only ONE left! xxoo

Review Replies

cody_thomas: XDDDDD oh you gave me a good laugh XD well, i'm not sure if i should feel guilty or not. after all, i AM getting you more sex. XD so, i'll start giving warnings about breath play at the beginning? lol. i'm glad your wife likes the stories too! ^^ damn you make me so jealous though, i have no one to share such experiences with. *sigh* i need a bakura look-a-like. lol. well when you finish your story make sure to link me!

sunnidlockhart: i'm glad ^^ i was going for ridiculously sadistic this time. lol. i hope you liked this chapter! thanks for reviewing!

potionspet: *nods* yes indeed. yes...indeed...

kuro: ta da! sorry for the wait D: