I'm Yours

"You know, mou hitori no boku---" Yami looked at his Aibou's mischievous face. "What's up?" he asked. "You aren't the only one with a fetish..." Yugi said, twisting a lock of blond hair around his finger. "When were you going to tell me?" Yami asked, shrugging. "Tonight. Just wait for me in our bedroom." Yugi said, slipping into the kitchen.

That night, Yami waited as Yugi had told him to. "I wonder what his fetish could be...he seems to mold into whatever I do to him..." he wondered aloud to himself. Just then, the door to their bedroom swung open forcefully, as if someone had kicked it in, nearly scaring Yami clean out of his skin. "Ai-Aibou?"

Yugi stood at the door, dressed as a naughty lady cop, whip clenched between his teeth, handcuffs on his hip, and a paddle slipped into his utility belt. "Wow...Am I under arrest? Please, for the love of Ra, say I'm under arrest..." Yami begged. Yugi pointed the end of the whip at the floor. "On your knees in front of me..." he commanded. "Yes, ma'am..." Yami said enthusiastically. He hoped Yugi was actually going to use the whip. Yugi quickly handcuffed his other and bent him over the bed, the heel of the high heeled, thigh high boot he wore pressed into Yami's back. "Holy crap, I've been so naughty!" Yami cried with glee. "No talking." Yugi said. To make sure he didn't, Yugi gagged him with a cloth.

"Holy, I don't even get a safe word?! What kind of crazy, yet highly erotic, shit is he going to do to me?" Yami thought to himself as Yugi began to cut his clothes off of him, leaving him in his underwear. "Hmm, does my bad boy need a spanking?" Yugi asked seductively. Yami began to rapidly nod his head until Yugi shoved his face into the comforter. "You will not tell me what to do!" he screamed. Yami cringed in pleasure. He loved how forceful his lover was. Yami began to shiver as Yugi ran his fingernails up and down his back. "I know just what you need..." Yugi said, brandishing the whip.

"Oh, my Ra. Please, Aibou! Please hit me with that thing!" Yami wanted so bad to tell him so. "Have you been a naughty boy?" Yugi asked. Yami nodded. "Do you need 40 lashings?" Yami nodded rapidly. "He's going to hit me with that thing 40 times? I better marry him tomorrow!" Yugi wrapped the whip lightly around Yami's neck, pulling it back and forth until it left a type of burn mark on his neck. "Let's get to training you..." he said, removing the gag.

"I love you, Aibou...." Yami said. He was met with the sound of the whip cracking and a burning sensation against his back. "Quiet!" Yugi bellowed. "Oh, God! Hit me again!" Yami cried. Yugi complied, tagging him once, twice, three times more with the whip in rapid succession. Yami was melting into a pile of submissive mush. "Oh, shit! It hurts, but it hurts so good!" he moaned. Yugi stretched the whip before hitting Yami with it again. He loved to watch his usually dominant other writhe about on the bed, helpless, completely compliant to him. "I never knew you were so sadistic, Aibou..." Yami panted breathlessly. "I aim to please." Yugi said, swinging the whip once more, the end coming in contact with Yami's right arm.

"Ah, FUCK!" Yami cried. The more Yugi hit him, the harder his member grew and the more it pressed against his underwear. "Oh, well! Would you look at this?" Yugi said, taking note in Yami's erection. "You can't cum yet." He flipped Yami over onto his back, pulling his underwear off, and tightly tying a piece of red ribbon around the base of his lover's throbbing cock.

"What? What are you doing, Aibou?! My junk'll explode if you do that!" Yami cried. "It will not." Yugi said matter of factly. He ran his hands down Yami's abs before viciously striking him with the whip on his stomach. "Fuck! Yes! Come on, Aibou! I'm gonna cum!" Yami wailed. Yugi hit him once more. "Aibou! Please! I'm going to explode!" Yugi smiled once more, ran the end of the whip along the underside of Yami's weeping cock, and struck him once again on the stomach, prompting the man to nearly cry out in pleasure.

After twenty five lashings, Yami's body was burning and his member itched for release. Yugi turned him back over onto his stomach. "Can...I cum now?" Yami asked breathlessly. Yugi began to twist a black paddle in his hands. "Nope." he said. He sat next to Yami's outstretched body on the bed, running the paddle against the man's exposed bottom. "I swear my dick is going to explode." Yami moaned. "Your punishment isn't over yet."

"Aibou, I am whatever you want me to be. I'm your prisoner, I'm your slave, I'm your bitch. Just please, baby, please let me cum." Yami pleaded. With that, Yugi hit him on the ass with the paddle, making Yami scream. "I love you!" Yami cried. "Say it again!" Yugi screamed, hitting him again. "I love you, Aibou! I love you so much!" Yami wailed. "Louder, bitch!" growled the boy, striking him again. "I fucking love you!" Yami cried. "Again!" "I love you..." Yami whimpered. Yugi hit him again. "I didn't hear you..." He lifted Yami's head up with the paddle, noticing that Yami's skin was turning red where he'd spanked him. Tears streamed down Yami's face, partly from anguish from not being able to release, partly from pleasure.

"I love you, Aibou..." he whined. "I love you so much." Yugi smiled. "I love to see you so broken, Yami. What are you?" he asked. "I'm your bitch." Yami said hoarsely. "You're what?" Yugi asked, rubbing Yami's sore and raw ass. "I'm your bitch!" Yami cried. Yugi smiled, turning Yami over and picking up the whip. "Damn right you're my bitch!" In one swift movement, Yugi removed the ribbon, and struck Yami on the chest with the whip, causing the man to release wildly upon impact.

"AIBOU!" Yami cried, arching his back off the bed. Yugi watched in twisted glee as Yami writhed in orgasm. "You're so cute." Yugi said, crossing his legs. Yami lay, broken, on the bed shaking and panting. "You aren't in too much pain, are you?" Yugi asked. Yami shook his head no. "Good." Yugi said. "How was that?"

"Can we do that every day? Please?" Yami asked. "No! You'll bleed out!" Yugi said, bandaging Yami's wounds. "If anyone asks what happened to you, you got attacked by a bear." Yami raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that kind of far-fetched?" he asked. "No!. You've got a bunch of lacerations on your arms, back and chest. They'll believe it. Just wear your collar to hide the rope burn." Yugi said sweetly. "And my wrists? I'm sure to have bruises from these handcuffs." Yami asked. "Hm. I'll give you a pair of my wrist cuffs. They'll cover that."

"I never knew you had a...a...sadism/masochism fetish..." Yami stammered. "Well, now you do. It felt good to do that..." Yugi said. "Hell yeah!" Yami said. "That was hot!" Yugi smiled.

"So...do you want to have sex?" Yami asked. "Can you?" Yugi asked. Yami nodded. "Only thing though." "What?" Yami raised his wrists. "You wanna uncuff me?" he asked. "Oh! Sure." Yugi said. He began to pat his body down. "Uh-oh." "I don't like that!" Yami cried. "I can't find the key." Yugi said. "Oh, shit!" Yami wailed. "Now, don't panic, mou hitori no boku! I'm sure it's in here somewhere..." Yugi said. "Please find that damn key!" Yami cried. Yugi stuck his finger into a pocket on the utility belt. "No, not in there."

"Aibou, please...!" Yami whined. "Hang on." Yugi got on his hands and knees, crawling about the floor to find the missing key. "I must have dropped it." he said. "Come on, Aibou. These cuffs are getting uncomfortable now." Yami said. "Keep your pants on." Yugi said. He looked up, remembering that Yami was naked. "Oh. Never mind." Yami leaned back against the headboard. "Found it!" Yugi cried, holding up a small silver key. "Oh, thank God." Yami said, holding his wrists out." Yugi uncuffed him and Yami tackled him to the bed. "It's my turn to punish you, love." Yami said, relieving Yugi of his clothing. Yugi giggled sexily.

"Punish away..."

The End.