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Abnormal Lemons	By : BishojoShadow Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2408 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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.

Chapter List
- 1-Abnormal Lemons
- 2-Kate
- 3-Mimiru
- 4-Rai-Chan
- 5-Ran
- 6-Sabel
- 3
- 4
- 5
Ok
I would like a

Marik/Ryou bondage/rape fic.

Angst nature.

just dedicate it to Rai-Chan

oh and use the M.Rod to hurt Ryou is some way.

-Rai-Chan

Dedicated to: Rai-Chan (I hope you like it! ENJOY!)

Pairing- Marik/Ryou (Angst/Drama) implied Malik/Bakura

Summary:
Ryou is used and abused by Marik constantly will Ryou finally get fed up with
all the abuse or will he suffer for all eternity in silence hiding his emotions
from everybody even those who care the most about him?

What did I do wrong? Ryou asked the darkness that completely
surrounded him as crystal tears cascaded down his pale flawless features�at
least that�s how his face appeared. He felt the Millennium Rod blade rake
across his inner thigh making a small but noticeable gash upon his leg. But
Ryou didn�t care he was bleeding already, it only added to his pain�like the
roped that were tied to his wrists so tightly that the slightest movement made
them eat into his skin, or the cigarette burns upon his chest after a night of
unwanted sex, and the many unwanted scars upon his body from the rod. Marik
delighted so much in Ryou�s pain it became a regular hobby of his, Bakura
didn�t care much for his weak and pathetic Hikari so he thought nothing of
it�if only he knew. Nevertheless, Ryou would never admit such a weakness toward
the one person he did now and then show compassion toward him, as long as no
one else was around. All his so-called friends had abandoned him, slowly
pushing him away until he was no longer even someone to acknowledge. Everyone
seemed to treat him like the plague or some kind of infectious disease; his own
father even left him all alone. He let out a pained sob as he felt the blade
once again rake over his skin and a low chuckle come from Marik�s lips.

�I figured you would be used to it by now�� Marik said running a hand down
Ryou�s wet cheek. �You know I don�t like it when you cry.� He growled.
Ryou knew he didn�t like it but how could he stop them? On
the other hand, hide them for that matter, they came through closed eyes and
soaked the blindfolds he would occasionally put over Ryou�s eyes. A lot of the
time Marik would make Ryou watch while he tortured the poor boy until he
submitted himself completely which he eventually always did. But he was never
allowed to just lay quietly while Marik had his way, oh no not ever was he
allowed such a blessing, he had to participate in these horrible acts. He was
normally bound hand and foot but occasionally he was let loose although that
only made matters worse for them both cause he couldn�t stop himself from
trying to make Marik stop, but he was told not to cry to at least pretend that
he was in pleasure when he was in pure agony. He once begged Marik not to touch
him, to just leave him alone�so instead of Marik touching him he made Ryou
pleasure himself, and afterward he was punished severely by Marik for such
defiant behavior. He hated Marik down to his very core. He didn�t care, he
didn�t care at all, he would use and abuse Ryou at his leisure then throw him
aside without any remorse. Ryou would come home afterward and cry himself to
sleep every night, Bakura asked �why� but again Ryou wouldn�t admit anything to
him he was to ashamed.
He closed his eyes tightly trying to stop his tears and
succeed in slowing them down a little at least, Marik hated seeing him cry
unless he was told to but he couldn�t help himself all he wanted was for all
this to stop he didn�t care how but it needed to stop as soon as it could
without Ryou having to hurt himself. He had done it before he would initially
fall down the stairs just to spend a few nights in the hospital or provoke a
bully at school so Bakura wouldn�t let him go anywhere. He hated doing such
things because soon enough Marik caught on and he would end up with scars even
when they weren�t his fault Marik still �punished� him for not being around.

Ryou screamed when he felt Marik push himself fully inside
without lubrication or preparation. He did this when Ryou wouldn�t stop crying,
not that it helped it only made him cry harder but Marik figured he would give
Ryou something to cry about since he was going to cry anyway. He wrapped his
hand around Ryou�s length pumping him slowly until he created a comfortable
rhythm with his thrust not caring to be gentle as he felt Ryou�s small body
tear from his size. Ryou kept wriggling underneath
Marik, trying to get away, unwittingly making more sensations that were
creating greater pleasure for Marik.  Marik started pounding and
stroking faster.
" You want me don't
you!!" He screamed at the terror filled boy beneath him.
At that moment, Ryou felt Marik
release himself inside of him.  Thank God, he thought, it's over as
he collapsed face down one the couch, shivering, with Marik panting on top of
him. Marik got off Ryou as he untied Ryou�s hands looking and admiring the
scars that marred his wrists.

�P-please�can I go home now?� Ryou
asked refusing to make eye contact with his torturer.
�No, were not finished yet.� Marik
whispered softly in Ryou�s ear as he rested his head against Ryou�s alabaster
chest and kissed him softly.
�Bakura�he�s getting suspicious, I
need to go.� Ryou said trying his best to pull away despite the pain but Marik
simply pinned him down again.
�If he suspects anything it would
be your fault.� Marik growled. �Your supposed to be covering all this up, are
you getting lazy?� Marik asked anger in his voice.
�N-no, I�m just gone so much from
home and I can�t tell him where I�m going and he�he worries.� Ryou said softly.
Marik snorted at this. �You?� He
sneered, �Why would anyone give a damn about you?� He taunted.
��I-I don�t know but still, I�m
running out of excuses to tell him.� Ryou said.
�Why not try the truth? You know
how much you love all this.� Marik mocked.
��I can�t�� Ryou mumbled as he
felt Marik�s hand run over the scar upon his thigh.
�I want you too meet me again
tonight�sneak out if you have to but I want to see you understand?� Marik said
getting up of Ryou.
Ryou nodded yes �Wakarimasu.� He
said grabbing his clothes and running out the door once, he put them on.

Ryou�s clothes were not the normal
sweater jean combination he once wore. His clothes were much looser now and
baggy. They helped hide the scars more and no one questioned it
thankfully�except Bakura. He had started to wear long sleeves as well because
of Marik using his damn rod on him recently. He had an obsession with blood
much the same equivalent with Bakura�but Marik�s was worse he loved it�s taste
it�s smell and covering Ryou in it. He never cut him too deep but it still hurt
like fire whenever he did�the main reason he wore baggy clothes, no one really
cared or noticed him any way.
He walked inside his house without
a sound as he walked up the stairs, the only noise the creaking of the
floorboards as he drudged upstairs falling on his bed exhausted. He noticed
Bakura sitting at his desk as he gave him a questioning look.

�Your home late again�� Bakura said
leaning back in his chair. �And your grades are dropping even further at school
Ryou�you need to pay more attention or your going to start failing.� Bakura
said.
�I�ll try harder next time.� Ryou
said emotionless.
�Don�t blow me off like that Ryou,
you know I could give a shit about your grades but I�m worried about you as a
person.� Bakura said, �You used to care, about how you looked and what you did
but now you don�t seem to care about anything!� Bakura yelled, �What the hell
is wrong? Why won�t you tell me or at least give me a hint?� Bakura asked
sitting next to his Hikari on the bed. �Don�t tell me it�s nothing cause I�m
smarter than that.� Bakura added.
�But it is nothing, nothing of
importance at least�why are you even wasting your time on me? Since when did
you ever give a damn?� Ryou said walking into the bathroom.
Bakura was a little taken a back
when Ryou did this because he never used that type of language before. He
knocked on the bathroom door.
�Ryou?� Bakura said softly. �Why
are you shutting me out like this?� Bakura asked Ryou never leaving him
completely in the dark before.
�Go away.� Ryou said softly still
no emotion.
��Fine.� Bakura said heading
downstairs.
Ryou sighed climbing out the
bathroom window, down the drainpipe, through the alleyway, and soon he was back
at Marik�s front door step.

Marik smiled at him cruelly. �That
was awfully fast.� He said with a smirk pulling Ryou inside and shutting the
door behind him. �I knew you enjoyed our time together.� Marik said leaning
close to Ryou.
�Your wrong�I hate it.� Ryou said
moving away form him. �I came to tell you that I won�t lie anymore I simply
can�t cover this up anymore�and I don�t want to.� Ryou said shaking his head.
�If you tell anyone I will kill
them.� Marik said lowing his voice.
�At least their troubles will be
over then�� Ryou said looking up at Marik.
�Then what about yourself? Would
you like to die then?� Marik said noticing his cruelty wasn�t scaring the pale
Hikari in the least.
Ryou paused for a moment then
smiled to himself. �I bet the pain would be unbearable�but the end reward would
be worth it all.� Ryou said, �Marik I�m already dead if you haven�t noticed.�
Ryou said sighing deeply.
�So you wish to die.� Marik asked
in disbelieve.
�No�� Ryou said looking at him. �I
simply can do nothing to keep myself alive�one of these night�s your going to
end up killing me accidentally or intentionally I don�t know yet.� Ryou said sliding
to the floor.
�Well it look�s like you�ve laid
everything before me at least�why not just kill yourself?� Marik asked actually
curious.
�Don�t you think I�ve tried? I
cannot do it�it would kill Bakura too, I will not er her him. You can if you
want because there is nothing I can do about it anyway.� Ryou said.
Marik�s hands circled around
Ryou�s neck. He then clasped his hands tightly around Ryou�s neck cutting off
his air supply then used one hand to suspend him off the ground.
�Such a delicate neck�I only need
one hand.� He said as he dropped Ryou to the ground who coughed holding his
neck.
�You think I care if you die? I
only care about your body little Ryou, and what pleasures it can provide
me�your soul and heart I could care less about�� Marik grabbed Ryou�s hair
throwing him on the kitchen table.
�I know that, this isn�t some
crazy reverse psychology or something.� Ryou gasped �I came to tell you that I
won�t lie anymore if I leave here alive I�ll reveal everything.� Ryou said
wheezing slightly.
�It would be in your best interest
just to keep your mouth closed�I can kill you in ways you couldn�t even
imagine.� Marik breathed as he advanced on the youth bounding his hands
together and strapping them to a leg on the table.
�I�ve come to grips with your
capabilities long ago Marik, I don�t care might as well feel something before I
die.� Ryou said a choked sob escaping his lips.
The pain didn�t really hurt Ryou
that badly anymore that�s why he wasn�t afraid of what and how Marik would hurt
him. Once Ryou got used to the pain Marik would take it up a notch and so on
and so forth.
�Very well�you want to feel? I�ll
make you scream in pure agony.� Marik said as he took out his rod removing the
blade as he began to cut Ryou�s clothing from his body. It was almost like a
ritual now he would come over, Marik would tie him up then cut his clothing
from his body and proceed to rape him each time more horrible than the last.
But at least he was used to it by now, not that it made anything easier on
him�it still hurt and the fact that tonight would probably be his last was
still unnerved him regardless if it was what he wanted. Tonight held all new
dangers and all new �toys� as Marik called them. What Marik did to him would be
a masochists dream�although Marik wouldn�t be pleased too much if Ryou liked
what happened to him, he wanted his partner in pain not pleasure most would
think a sadist and a masochists would be perfect which is not the case. The
sadist doesn�t want the other to scream in pleasure but pain�that�s why Marik
like�s Ryou so much he would scream upon command.
�It�s a shame that I�m going to
loose such an obedient pet�your were always so good at following order�s.�
Marik said as he flipped Ryou on his stomach running his hands down Ryou�s back
allowing his blade to cut into Ryou�s skin.
Ryou cringed unable to stop his
normal reflex action as the blade came across his back again, and again, and
again, repeatedly and deeper with every new cut making it look like he was
beaten furiously with a whip. He felt light headed but Marik knew all to well
how much blood loss Ryou could stand until he passed out, besides the night was
still young and Marik was just getting started with Ryou.

It hurt so much but he refused to
beg Marik to stop he wouldn�t ever beg Marik again but he couldn�t contain his
screams or tears and although it only fueled his fire he still hated to see
Ryou cry.
�I�m so sick of your tears!� He
bellowed driving the rod through Ryou�s wrist as he screamed in pain as blood
flowed out of the wound freely.
�You think that hurt? I�ve done
worse tonight than ever before�� He said looking over Ryou�s bruised and broken
body.
He kissed him softly although Ryou
didn�t really respond. And simply turned his head away form the fiend as he let
tears roll down his pale cheeks. Marik bit down upon Ryou�s exposed neck
drawing blood as he lapped hungrily at the wound with his tongue. He forced
Ryou into another kiss driving his tongue past his lips and shoving himself
inside Ryou�s already broken body abusing him further. Ryou gave a struggled
cry into Marik�s mouth as he clenched his teeth hard trying to block out the
violation as Marik�s swiftly picked up his pace upon Ryou. Marik focused
on his own pleasure. It did feel wonderful, Ryou�s body he was so frail and
beautiful and it only heightened his sense of ecstasy as he pounded into the
small boy. He soon reached his climax releasing into the small boy beneath him
and collapsing on top of him breathing heavily. Ryou tried to move, but gasped
and winced at the flood of pain that surged through his small form. He sniffled and pulled weakly at the
restraints on his wrists.
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