Rent to Own

Author's Note:  Hello everyone, thanks for the wait. This is the first of 2 new parts for today.... second is plot, the first is the sappiest AND kinkiest part of this one so far...  So I'm a little worried, but hopefully y'all can enjoy!

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Kaiba didn't even realize he had drifted off at his desk until the phone rang.  Irritated, he fumbled for the reciever.  "What?" he growled.



"We have him."  An equally gruff male voice replied.



"Him who?"  the young CEO straightened up, eyes narrowing as his mind came back into focus.



"Who do you THINK? Your most important 'him,' of course," the voice chuckled.  "If you want him back alive, or...in one piece, it'll cost you. Say...1 million?"



Seto clenched his teeth.  Not again.  How many kidnappings did this make now?  "Where?"



"Warehouse on 5th.  One hour. Come alone or we'll give him back to you in a cardboard box," the kidnapper said, hanging up.



Seto was out the door before the dial tone even sounded.



He was there well before the deadline, storming into the abandoned building without the slightest concern for his own safety.  Amongst a group of armed thugs, a tall man with graying blond hair stood there, smirking.  "You got the money?" He sneered.



Kaiba sighed, the same way he did when his staff suggested a particularly moronic idea.  "You seriously think I'm going to pay you off and encourage things like this to keep happening? Are you new at this?"



"Bad move, kid." With a small gesture from their leader, the other men moved their hands to their guns.



"Is it?" the blue-eyed boy smirked as 3 dragons with eyes matching his own materialized behind him. The Blue-Eyes trio made short work of the men, blood spattering the dirty warehouse floor; much to the approval of their master, who dismissed them with a wave of his hand.  



Gracefully stepping over a piece of what used to be someone's torso, Seto headed towards the door at the other side of the room.  He pulled it open to see him there:  the center of his world, the person he loved more than anything, chained to the wall.



"Joey!" He shouted, running to the blonde.  "Did they hurt you??"



"Seto?" the boy murmured, slowly raising his head.  Kaiba shuddered when he saw the bruises on Joey's face.



"You idiot! This is what happens when you run away from me!" The brunette was furious as he fumbled with the handcuffs holding the other boy's wrists.



"I can take care of m'self..." Joey slurred in protest as Seto gently unchained him from the wall and took him into his arms.



"You don't have to. Why can't you get that?" It was hard to resist shaking the wounded boy to try and get some sense into him, but Kaiba managed to reign in his anger just enough.



"'s scary..." Joey grunted, trying to stand.



Kaiba caught the blonde as his legs gave way, glaring.   "Being with me is scarier than THIS?"



Joey looked up at him, squinting through swollen eyelids.  Kaiba could still see the bemused glint in the honeyed pupils beneath.  "'m used ta this.  You... bein with you... dun understand it..."



"It?"



"Feelins," he murmured, nestling his head in Kaiba's shoulder.  "Mine...yours... dun understand em..."



Seto looked down at the near-unconscious blonde in his arms.  "Idiot," he chided, although in a more affectionate tone than usual.  "It's obviously...."



At that moment, Seto Kaiba woke up at his office desk for real, completely and utterly horrified.  "CYNTHIAAAAA!!!"



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The sound of the front door opening woke Joey from his nap.  (He's home!!) He thought excitedly, clambering out of his basket to hurry towards the foyer.  the arm and leg cuffs chained to his cock ring forced him to go on his hands and knees, but he had become so used to that by now that it barely slowed him down.  Besides, Master let him wear kneepads, the only other adornment he was allowed other than his cuffs, collar and the 2 golden rings dangling from his nipples.  The bells hanging from each ring tinkled happily as Joey entered the foyer to see Him there, just putting down his briefcase.  



"Hello, Puppy.  Did you miss Daddy while he was gone?"  the tall brunette smiled, bending down to scratch behind his pet's ears.



Joey nodded excitedly, then turned his head to playfully lick at his Master's fingers.



"Mmmm, looks like it.  Were you a good boy while I was at work?"  Again Joey nodded, turning to show that his "tail" - a large butt plug with an attached dog-tail - was still in place, just as his Master had left him that morning.  Joey could get out of his restraints any time he wanted - but why would he want to, when he and Master were so happy this way?



"Veeeery nice, puppy. How about we go Walkies and then I'll give you your treat."  The blonde mutt grinned as his gorgeous Master clipped on his leash and opened up the front door, leading him into the front yard.



They headed over to Joey's favorite spot, a tree near the front gates, where anyone walking by could see in.  Sometimes people would stare, but Joey knew they were just jealous of what a lucky pet he was, to be kept by such a wonderful, sexy Master like his.  Joey loved it when people watched him and Master play in the garden.



"Do you need to go, Puppy?"  A quick, firm nod answered Master's question.  "Ok, here you go, hold still," he said gently, reaching down to loosen the restraints around Joey's cock.  "That feel better? Yes it does," he cooed, gently petting his Pet's flank.  "Go ahead then," he urged with a playful slap on the rear.



Obedient as ever, Joey lifted his leg and marked his favorite tree, then crawled back to his master.



"Good boy!  Time for your treat, Joey.  Sit!"  At the blue-eyed man's command, Joey kneeled in front of him, silent but clearly eager for what was coming.



The brunette smiled as he unzipped his pants, pulling out his long, hard, beautiful cock.  And it was all Joey's! Immediately the blonde was lapping away, whimpering happily as he licked and sucked at his 'treat.' He could hear the shocked gasps of some passers-by beyond the fence.  They were saying things like "slut!" and "disgusting." Some of the voices sounded familiar - maybe Yugi's or Tristan's - but all that mattered was pleasing Master.  That was all Joey was for, after all.



"Mmmm...that's very, very nice, puppy.... You're such a good little pet," Master sighed approvingly.  The praise made Joey's heart leap with joy, and he began to suck even more earnestly at His cock.  Just then, he felt a jolt of pleasure from behind.  Master had turned on the remote to Joey's "tail" as an added reward.  The puppy moaned around his owner's shaft, sucking almost frantically.  Master hadn't re-tightened his cock ring, and he was terrified of orgasming before he got permission.  Between the vibrations against his prostate, Master's beautiful cock in his mouth, and the heavy stares of the people outside the fence, Joey felt like he could explode at any moment.



"It's alright puppy... you waited all day for me, you don't have to wait any more," Master said gently, caressing his pet's blonde hair. His lips curled into a smug grin.  "Go ahead and show these nice people how good you feel."



With that, Joey's body shuddered as his orgasm hit him, spilling all over the ground and Master's shoes.  All the while, he kept worshipping Master's cock, moaning around the thick, hot flesh.



"Good boy, puppy," Master sighed, his fingers tightening in the golden locks.  "I'm almost there...I'll handle the rest," he said as he gently pushed Joey back onto his haunches, the nipple rings tinkling lightly with the movement.  The pet sat there obediently, mouth open and eager to be filled as the brunette stroked himself to completion.  Within moments, Master came with a soft grunt, showering Joey's face with his cum.  The blonde eagerly caught as much as he could in his mouth, relishing the taste and feeling on his skin.  He could hear the shocked gasps from the other side of the fence as he wiped his cheek and brought his fingers to his mouth to eagerly lick clean.



That was when he heard an irritated chuckle from his master.  "Pup," the brunette sighed, with a look not unlike a bemused parent, "don't you think there's something else you need to be cleaning first?"



Joey looked at his Master's raised eyebrow for a moment, then balked at the realization of his own carelessness.  He quickly got back down on all fours and got to a far more important task - licking Master's leather boots clean of his cum.  His tongue worked gently but thoroughly, taking pride in his handiwork. These moments were his happiest - pleasing his Master: Seto Kaiba...



"See boy? You should be THANKIN me for this!" came a familiar, gruff laugh from beyond the gates.  Joey turned to see his father there amongst all the other onlookers, leering at them.  





"NO!!" The next moment, Joey jolted awake on Mai's zebra-print sofa wrapped in a leopard-print blanket, panting. (Please God,) he thought to himself, shuddering; (let that just have been the result of too much pizza and Mai's stupid placenta drink!!)



"You OK in there, Joey?" his hostess's

worried voice rang out from the bedroom.  



(Shit.) "Yeah, just had a bad dream," he called back, pulling off the blanket and tugging at his borrowed pajama pants. (...a bad wet dream) "Sorry Mai," Joey whispered with a grimace, quietly tip-toeing to the bathroom.