Passion Lust or... Love?
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Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,318
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6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Passion Lust or... Love?
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Passion, Lust, or… Love?
By: AphorditeElectros
Chapter I
The New Slave
Malik was sitting in his throne room waiting for his Rare Hunters to give him news on various cards they were hunting, and the whereabouts of the pharaoh. Suddenly, Odeon came in, he kneeled before Malik.
“What?” Malik asked
“Master Malik, we know you have been looking for more Rare Hunters. We have found a suitable candidate.”
“Bring him in.” Malik was looking forward to this, if he was a fighter all the better. Then Malik would get to break him.
“One more thing Master.”
“Yes?”
“It’s a girl.”
“A girl?!” Malik was surprised, a girl as a Rare Hunter? All his mind slaves were male. He had had a few girls as bed slaves, but…
“Yes Master.”
Malik sighed, “Bring her in.”
Odeon nodded and left. A few minutes later, five Rare Hunters came in trying to hold onto the struggling girl. She was putting up a marvelous fight, it was taking all of them to hold on to her, and she was bound. Her hands were behind her tied with rope. Finally they threw her in front of Malik, she tried to stand up, but one of the Hunters kicked her legs out from under her and she fell painfully onto her stomach making them all laugh except Malik.
“Kneel before Master Malik!”
The girl couldn’t move her body, but her head lifted, “I kneel before no one!!”
Malik smiled a cold smile that made his Hunters shudder,
“Leave us.” He commanded they bowed then left all except the one who had kicked her legs out form under her. He put his foot on the girls head forcing it down onto the stone floor, and muttered,
“Now you’re going to get it. Master Malik doesn’t like stubborn girls for his bed.”
“When I say leave, I expect it to be immediate.” Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and sent blinding pain into the man’s head causing him to scream. Finally, the man fell to the floor dead, his mind destroyed. Two Rare Hunters came in on Malik’s summons and carried the dead man out. All the while the girl was still on the floor shuddering. Malik sat on the steps that lead up to his throne. He set dthe the Rod and asked almost kindly,
“What is your name?”
“Byakuren.” She answered angrily
“The white lotus? Hmmm, interesting. Do you know why you are here?” He moved and picked her up by the hair lifting her into a sitting position. She gasped in pain. He got a good look at her finally. She had black hair and amber colored eyes. A very strange combination he thought, but still very attractive on her face. She shook her head
“My mind slaves thought you would make a nice addition to my army of Rare Hunters.”
She spat in his face, “Over my dead body.”
Malik angrily wiped the spit off his cheek with the back of his hand. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “That can be arranged.”
She shuddered again, he stroked her cheek, and she flinched and pulled away. He gave her an evil smile,
“You came just in time, I have no female Rare Hunters, but we can find some use for you I’m sure.”
She gave him a look that was half glare half pure fear. No doubt she was remembering the comment that fool had made about girls for his bed. He summoned more mind slaves,
“Take her out of my sight.” In their minds he ordered them to take her out into the hall and wait for Odeon. After they left he summoned Odeon.
“Yes Master?”
“That girl will not be needed as a Rare Hunter.”
Odeon nodded understanding,
“Shall I put her in the room with the others?”
Malik opened his mouth but then thought, he had several whores, and they all shared one room. Then he shook his head,
“No give her her own room, the one connected to mine. Get her some suitable clothes, and a bath.”
Odeon bowed and left. Malik sat back down in his throne. Now what had possessed him to do that? The thought of her in the room with the others did not appeal to him. He also knew that sometimes, the ones in that room were used by some of his Hunters. He nodded his head that was it; she would not be used by anyone else. She was his, he wanted to break that spirit, see her cave in on herself in defeat. He smiled evilly; he was looking forward to it.
Aphordite: Hi people!! This will be my first time writing lemons so pe bee be kind. If you like this fic please review, because I want to know whether to keep up this idea or not. Thank you very much!
Passion, Lust, or… Love?
By: AphorditeElectros
Chapter I
The New Slave
Malik was sitting in his throne room waiting for his Rare Hunters to give him news on various cards they were hunting, and the whereabouts of the pharaoh. Suddenly, Odeon came in, he kneeled before Malik.
“What?” Malik asked
“Master Malik, we know you have been looking for more Rare Hunters. We have found a suitable candidate.”
“Bring him in.” Malik was looking forward to this, if he was a fighter all the better. Then Malik would get to break him.
“One more thing Master.”
“Yes?”
“It’s a girl.”
“A girl?!” Malik was surprised, a girl as a Rare Hunter? All his mind slaves were male. He had had a few girls as bed slaves, but…
“Yes Master.”
Malik sighed, “Bring her in.”
Odeon nodded and left. A few minutes later, five Rare Hunters came in trying to hold onto the struggling girl. She was putting up a marvelous fight, it was taking all of them to hold on to her, and she was bound. Her hands were behind her tied with rope. Finally they threw her in front of Malik, she tried to stand up, but one of the Hunters kicked her legs out from under her and she fell painfully onto her stomach making them all laugh except Malik.
“Kneel before Master Malik!”
The girl couldn’t move her body, but her head lifted, “I kneel before no one!!”
Malik smiled a cold smile that made his Hunters shudder,
“Leave us.” He commanded they bowed then left all except the one who had kicked her legs out form under her. He put his foot on the girls head forcing it down onto the stone floor, and muttered,
“Now you’re going to get it. Master Malik doesn’t like stubborn girls for his bed.”
“When I say leave, I expect it to be immediate.” Malik lifted the Millennium Rod and sent blinding pain into the man’s head causing him to scream. Finally, the man fell to the floor dead, his mind destroyed. Two Rare Hunters came in on Malik’s summons and carried the dead man out. All the while the girl was still on the floor shuddering. Malik sat on the steps that lead up to his throne. He set dthe the Rod and asked almost kindly,
“What is your name?”
“Byakuren.” She answered angrily
“The white lotus? Hmmm, interesting. Do you know why you are here?” He moved and picked her up by the hair lifting her into a sitting position. She gasped in pain. He got a good look at her finally. She had black hair and amber colored eyes. A very strange combination he thought, but still very attractive on her face. She shook her head
“My mind slaves thought you would make a nice addition to my army of Rare Hunters.”
She spat in his face, “Over my dead body.”
Malik angrily wiped the spit off his cheek with the back of his hand. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, “That can be arranged.”
She shuddered again, he stroked her cheek, and she flinched and pulled away. He gave her an evil smile,
“You came just in time, I have no female Rare Hunters, but we can find some use for you I’m sure.”
She gave him a look that was half glare half pure fear. No doubt she was remembering the comment that fool had made about girls for his bed. He summoned more mind slaves,
“Take her out of my sight.” In their minds he ordered them to take her out into the hall and wait for Odeon. After they left he summoned Odeon.
“Yes Master?”
“That girl will not be needed as a Rare Hunter.”
Odeon nodded understanding,
“Shall I put her in the room with the others?”
Malik opened his mouth but then thought, he had several whores, and they all shared one room. Then he shook his head,
“No give her her own room, the one connected to mine. Get her some suitable clothes, and a bath.”
Odeon bowed and left. Malik sat back down in his throne. Now what had possessed him to do that? The thought of her in the room with the others did not appeal to him. He also knew that sometimes, the ones in that room were used by some of his Hunters. He nodded his head that was it; she would not be used by anyone else. She was his, he wanted to break that spirit, see her cave in on herself in defeat. He smiled evilly; he was looking forward to it.
Aphordite: Hi people!! This will be my first time writing lemons so pe bee be kind. If you like this fic please review, because I want to know whether to keep up this idea or not. Thank you very much!