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My Property

By: mmm
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 10
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Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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chapter 8

Chapter 8



It was afternoon and Jou was shopping for some new clothes in the mall. Kaiba had given him some money to build a new wardrobe for himself. The blond was happy, and completely unaware of the eyes that were watching him closely, not missing any of his moves.

The blond stepped out of the store with some bags in his hands. He was about to walk into the next store when a hand from some dark corner grabbed his wrist pulling him into the darkness. Before Jou could voice his protest or ask any questions, a hand with a handkerchief was placed to his mouth and nose. Soon after, Jou passed out.

When the blond woke up again, he took a moment to try and remember what had happened. His eyes were still adjusting but since he was in complete darkness anyway, it didn't really make much of a difference.

Jou remembered going shopping. How did he end up here? Just then, he remembered somebody pulling him in to the darkness before he passed out. Somebody must have kidnapped him! But why?

Jou tried to move his hands but found them handcuffed above his head. His feet were in the same condition. Just then, Jou felt a cold breeze pass over his chest and stomach, realizing that he must be topless. Another thought crossed him, making him flinch. Maybe he was naked? Whoever kidnapped him must have been a sexual predator. He was gonna get raped, again!

Jou started shaking his body uncontrollably, trying his best to loose his bondages. He tried to scream out for help, but found his mouth to be ball-gagged. Memories of his father doing this to him came to his mind as he started to cry. This couldn't be happening to him!

Wait, maybe it was his father that had kidnapped him. Jou started pulling at his bonds even harder, trying to get loose more desperately now. His worst fears were confirmed as he heard footsteps coming close to him, a familiar voice asking him "How're ya, boy? Miss ya ol' man?" Jou shivered at the voice. It was his dad, drunk again.

Jou tried to ask him to let him go, but that ball-gag prevented him from doing so. What did his dad want now? The other had sold him, and gotten a lot of money, no doubt. He gave him up willingly. What was he still doing with him?

His father started touching his son, hands going over the smaller one's cheeks and lips, before the other kissed him roughly. Jou was now crying, still pulling at his bonds to no avail.

His father's hands moved lower pinching his nipples before moving even lower, playing with his son's bellybutton. Soon, his mouth left his son's and slowly started kissing the blond's neck and shoulder before taking one hard nipple into his mouth. Jou squirmed at the move, more tears making their way down his cheeks.

His father's lips made their way lower and lower. His hands were already on Jou's thighs, his lips kissing his son's blond locks below the naval. Jou had already given up trying to break free, knowing full well that his father would catch him anyway. He didn't even know where he was.

The older Jounouchi slowly started putting himself between his son's legs, positioning his erection in front of his son's entrance before pushing roughly in. Muffled cries came from Jou as his father increased his speed. Jou felt so helpless, so vulnerable.

"Ooh... so tight... so hot..." came his father's grunts. Jou felt two hands near his face taking off a blindfold, but kept his eyes shut. He did not want to see this.

"Look at me, boy!" His father screamed, but Jou did not comply. If his father killed him right here right now, he would be happy. At least, he wouldn't have to feel the pain any more.

"Pup. Wake up!" Came another voice, this one more gentle and soothing, with a hint of concern in it. Jou was confused. The voice sounded so familiar... so... Kaiba. But what was he doing here? Wait, did he say "wake up"? Jou was confused. What was gong on here?

Honey eyes snapped open. After a second or two, Jou realized that he was in a comfortable bed, being held in strong arms, staring at two deep pools of sky-blue eyes.

"Seto?" His voice said, unsure.

"Are you ok, pup?" A concerned voice asked in return.

Jou just hugged his master, burying his head in the other's chest, and crying his eyes out. His master's hands closed around him in a protective, yet gentle, manner. After a few more minutes of staying like this, Jou finally spoke.

"He was... He was there... And he took me... to this place... And I was blindfolded... and gagged... and chained... and he was..." Jou broke out again in sobs.

"Hush, pup. He isn't here to hurt you. You are with me now. You are safe." The CEO was getting angry. The fucking pedophile was haunting HIS puppy's dreams. He would have to take care of that... tha-that thing. Also, he would have to take his puppy to a psychiatrist. That maniac was gonna pay dearly for doing this to HIS property.

First thing in the morning, Kaiba would have his revenge on the one he refused to call a human. For now, though, he had to ameliorate his puppy. With that thought, he tightened his grip around his puppy, giving him a kiss on the head, before laying him back down onto the bed. He pulled the covers back over themselves as he once more cuddled the puppy into his arms, telling him it would be ok.

For some it would be scary to think that the big, bad CEO of Kaiba Corp. actually liked cuddling, but Jou wasn't complaining. He was happy. He felt safe and loved in his arms. As his sobs slowly subsided, Jou turned his head back to face Seto and said, "Thank you, master."

The master just kissed his puppy on the tip of the nose, watching as, once again, his puppy wrinkled his nose, wiping it with the back of his paw (that's just so adorable), before saying, "You are always welcome pup."

With that, the two figures went back to sleep, the older of the two already ready to put his plan of destroying the one who did this into action the very next morning. Lucky for him, it was a Saturday, and he would have the free time in the morning to execute his long and painful torture.


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