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The Tabletop Experiment - Choose Ur Own Adventure	By : yosakazure Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8384 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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[Sorry it's been a while. Life happened and so did lack of inspiration after my boyfriend dumped me. His loss. But damn, I haven't been dumped in YEARS! Doesn't feel good. Nuh-uh. I know what will make it better. Venting frustrations through smut. =) Enjoy!
And yes, I have been reading your messages. Yes there is a lot more to come. I do plan on finishing the entire thing. But I work nights now and sleep during the day so finding the time to get inspired has been a little hard. But I'm doing my best and all the chapters HAVE been mapped out. I just need time to flesh them all out so that they're worthy of your views.]
This would be the perfect time to escape! They said this to each other silently and nodded. But then looking around, they noticed the chains they were attached to were laying beneath the large men. To move would risk waking them up and their ordeal could start all over again.
Atem looked over poor Yugi who was exhausted and panting for breath. There was no way they could make a move without waking their reluctant bedmates. Yugi looked up the former pharaoh and saw the defeated look on his face, realizing with him that there was no getting out of this and nodded at him. Atem sighed quietly and kept his arms wrapped around Yugi protectively and laid with him on the biggest patch of unoccupied bed they could find. If he couldn't keep them off of Yugi before, he definitely wasn't going to let any of them sneak any other samples from him while they slept, not if he could help it. The smaller duelist seemed comforted by coccoon that Atem formed around his body because he fell asleep rather quickly. The crimson-eyed one, however, did not drift off as quickly as he struggled to stay awake as long as possible, despite his exhaustion. However, he could only manage about half an hour before he succumbed to sleep.
When he awoke, he panicked right away as he noticed the lack of Yugi in his arms and bolted upright and looking around wildly. But Yugi wasn't too far away. In fact, they were alone in the room together and Yugi was trying to jimmy the drawer open that contained the puzzle. "You could've woke me!" Atem snarled as his heart struggled to stop pounding.
Yugi winced at his tone but continued what he was doing. Atem was never a morning person and after what happened last night, he couldn't blame him. "Sorry, but I figured if me squirming out of your grip wasn't going to wake you that nothing would," he reasoned.
Atem growled, but his expression softened as he ran a hand through his hair, which he immediately regretted as he felt something crusty on his head and pulled his hand away from his own scalp with disgust. Before he thought too much about what that stuff was, he turned his attention back to Yugi. "Any luck? Where did everybody else go?"
"They left really early, before the sun even came up. I guess they had to go home," he answered while he pounded a piece of metal into the lock and wiggled it up and down. "Totawa left ages ago. I got tired of waiting and seized my chance to get--IT CLICKED!!" he almost shouted in his excitement and released the piece of metal to pull open the drawer just as the door suddenly burst open and Mr. Bolly and Mr. Cornella entered. Yugi flinched away from the drawer at once like he had just been burned and sat back on the bed. The two appeared to have not noticed and began uncuffing Yugi and Atem from the bed. As their chains were unlocked, it took Atem all the self-control he had to keep from shoving them out of the way. However, Yugi didn't seem to have much self-control at all as he lunged for the puzzle, much to Mr. Cornella's surprise who still had him by the chain that was leashed to his throat. "WHOA!" he shouted, misinterpreting Yugi's bolt for a flight for freedom. "Easy there, I know you've had a tough night but we'll help make it better, I promise," he soothed as he kept a steadfast grip on Yugi's chain. Yugi struggled but couldn't throw him off, or at least his conscience wouldn't let him throw such a kind old man to the ground. So he stopped pulling and instead cried tears of frustration as they were lead out of the room. It broke Atem's heart to see Yugi act so desperately. But he knew that Yugi was thinking about the both of them when he did that. As they were lead back to their own little prison, he held Yugi's hand, a silent promise that Yugi's effort wouldn't be in vain.
"Mr. Totawa wants you two to join him for breakfast, so you both need to be presentable," Mr. Bolly explained as he and Mr. Cornella immediately took Yugi and Atem to the washroom and gave them the complete treatment.
"Why does he want that?" Yugi asked, afraid of the answer.
"You must've pleased him very well. Perhaps he's rewarding you," Mr. Cornella offered in response as he gave Yugi a thorough washing and checked him for any serious bruising or other obvious injuries. Mr. Bolly was doing the same for Atem, though the proud duelist didn't make a noise, Yugi had a few choice words for being touched where he was still tender.
"I've had enough fingers in me, THANK YOU!" he snapped, yanking himself away from Mr. Cornella. He wanted to spit back that he didn't see how having breakfast with the fat man that raped them could ever be considered a reward, but it was another chance for them to be out of their room and the dining hall wasn't too far from the bedroom they were just in from what the two of them gathered. So this could be another golden opportunity and with that in mind, he calmed himself down and let Mr. Cornella continue with his work. The older man didn't seem too bothered by it. He expected as much after their experience during their first few nights here.
Finally Mr. Bolly spoke, "It will get easier. The first night is always the hardest and the two of you seem to have gotten through it all right. I know neither of you want to hear this, but you may learn to enjoy yourselves and you could be very happy during your time here, however long that may be."
Atem grit his teeth, appalled that the man could even suggest a thing but to a person without hope, this would've been great advice. When there is nothing left, the mind instinctly tries to make the best of the situation to cope and survive. However, they DO have hope. And even if they didn't, they would still do everything in their power to fight. Even if they tried to make the best of their situation, Mr. Totawa didn't seem the type that would let them truly have any peace or find any sort of happiness. Just the way he looked at the two duelists told them all they needed to know. He was cruel and gets off by watching the light extinguish over time from his victims' eyes. Nobody achieves pleasure or happiness but HIM in this house.
The two were finished off after receiving very short enemas that cleansed them of any body fluids that didn't belong to them. Neither enjoyed this at all but anything is better than having unfamiliar jizz in your system. Finally, they were dried were led back to their bedroom where they were given today's "outfit" of choice. To call it an outfit was being very generous, though. All it consisted was a pair of tiny black booty shorts for the both of them and leather bondage cuffs that went around their wrists and ankles. They weren't connected (yet) but they had large metal loops that were clearly meant to be used later. The only things that really did bind them were the collars that were placed back around their necks and attached to the chain leashes that were in the hands of the two butlers. Neither appreciated this wardrobe very much. Having just bathed, they were already starting to feel cold. Atem let his hatred and loathing raise his body temperature, but poor Yugi could only grit his teeth and try not to shiver as goose bumps began to raise on his skin. Wordlessly, the crimson-eyed duelist reached for Yugi and wrapped an arm around his waist to pull him close to himself so he could at least get a little warmth from the heat rising off of the Egyptian's body.
The butlers seemed satisfied and nodded to each other before unlocking the door together and leading Yugi and Atem out behind them. During the long walk through the hilariously large mansion, Mr. Bolly took this chance to explain the rules of etiquette that they were expected to follow during their breakfast with Mr. Fatass.
"Each of you will sit on either side of the Master," he started. "Since this is a special occassion, you are allowed to be seated at the table in the chairs. But under normal circumstances, you would usually sit on the floor near his feet on either side of him. Those rules will be explained later. For now we'll just go over what you need to worry about for this meal. Don't speak unless you are spoken to, do not eat until Master does or until he gives you permission. Be as polite as possible and do not give us any reason to punish you. You can not leave your chair unless Mr. Totawa commands it or unless you are escorted by either Mr. Cornella or myself. Stay as still as possible. If you give any indication that you are trying to leave your seat or that you're being too fidgety, you will be chained to the table and then left to Mr. Totawa's mercy. In the meantime, we will be holding your leashes so that they are out of your way while you eat. We also know that you're probably very hungry but do try to use good table manners. Any questions?"
Both duelists replied with a quiet "No" and the rest of the walk continued in silence, or so it seemed. The two young men were wearing their poker faces while their minds were in rapid conversation. Neither of them liked the idea of sitting on opposite sides of the table. Any distance longer than two feet between them felt like bad news. Atem wondered if they would be given any sharp silverware and Yugi wondered how far apart the ends of the table were and if they were within arm's reach of their captor during this meal or not. Atem wondered the same thing, but for a different reason than Yugi. But then Yugi started thinking on Atem's level. Then this lead further into an explosion of lightning-fast thoughts and responses that only the two of them could keep up with. Even the most in-tune people couldn't boast that they could say so little and yet communicate so much. Point is, they had to think fast because they were soon approaching the dining room!
The grandiose dining room reeked of cliche western luxury with its floor to ceiling windows looking out into the garden, giant red silk curtains, three chandeliers that hung over the length of a very long wooden table that could seat at least 50 people comfortably with more than enough elbow room, large vases full of large delicate pink roses, and opulent wallpaper. Just as they were arriving, though, the large curtains were being drawn closed by the maids, blocking out the beautiful sunlight that had lit the room and instead the chandeliers were left to do the work. Yugi thought this was a pity as the garden did look pretty and it seems to be forever since they've actually seen sunlight. Atem slightly smirked instead and explained to Yugi through the link that this obviously means that the fat man is hung over and can't stand natural light at the moment. Yugi couldn't help but smile too, enjoying how happy that Atem seemed knowing that their captor was in pain.
The two were interrupted from their amusement as they were led to the end of the table where a very large chair for Mr. Totawa rested and two normal chairs with place settings were at each side of the table. Mr. Bolly took Atem to the right side and Mr. Cornella lead Yugi to the left. The two calculated that there must've been at least 8 feet between them. Had a normal human being been sitting at the end of the table, they would've felt relieved to be so far out of reach. But Mr. Totawa was no ordinary man. His chest must've been at LEAST three feet across so from finger to finger he probably had an arm span of 9 feet? 10 feet? He could easily reach across and grab either of them. "If he could be bothered to sit up from his chair," Yugi silently added. Both laughed quietly and stood obediently to await the arrival of the Blubber Bastard since they weren't allowed to be seated until he arrived.
As they waited, Yugi noticed that neither butler was leaving them to attend to their master. So there must be more than two butlers looking after the man which neither duelist could see dressing himself, especially when he's hung over. But then the two had the scary thought that maybe it is just two butlers and Mr. Totawa has MAIDS that look after him, which there was definitely no short supply of. Yugi didn't see very many at all while Mr. Totawa had guests, but now that it's morning and it's just him that needs looking after, there are many coming out of the woodwork and they were actually dressed somewhat modestly in traditional maid uniforms with skirts and aprons and headpieces and comfortable dress shoes that don't scuff the floors. He ran this thought by Atem who looked at a couple of them that walked by with their arms laden with new bedding. Yes, it was strange. They all seemed busy, but genuinely content with their work. None of them big breasted knock outs that looked like they moonlighted as pleasure maids or anything. He saw no bruising or even any signs of sleep deprivation! He wondered if any of them even knew about the darker goings-on in the house. Surely they must have! They passed the two half-naked boys without even a second glance. Yugi guessed that they must really need the work and they must be paid really well for their silence. Same must go for the gardeners, the maintenance staff, the drivers, co-workers, friends, etc, Atem thought. Just how rich is this man? And how long has this been going for that all these people can ignore it so easily?
Thundering steps through the adjacent hallway caused both teens to look up as the noise announced the arrival of their so-called host. Either it's the weekend or the man is REALLY hung over because he's only dressed in a large red bathrobe that's only held closed by a thick gold sash that appears to be straining to keep the fabric closed. For their sakes, Yugi and Atem both prayed that the sash stayed tied. At the very least, he had clearly showered as his wet hair had been combed back and he had shaven his face a bit. But as they expected he was far from looking fresh as a daisy as he struggled to keep his eyes open, wincing even in the soft light emitted from the chandeliers. He shuffled to the table in his giant matching slippers and sat with a thud that shook the floor beneath their feet. He growled something quietly that was indecipherable to the twin duelists but seemed to make sense to the butlers as they were given the signal to take their seats and Mr. Bolly waved at a maid who had been standing at attention. The maid hurried off and it didn't take more than a few seconds for a line of six maids to file into the dining room and serve platters of food before them. Or, more accurately, they were placed more in front of Mr. Totawa. Yugi and Atem got their own covered platters that when uncovered was revealed to be a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast, and a small bowl of cinnamon oatmeal. This suited them perfectly fine as they weren't about to risk reaching for any of that food on the table anyway and were grateful to the waiting staff for thinking ahead.
Remembering what they were told, Yugi and Atem just stared at each other, not daring to look at the fat man lest they lose their appetites and waited until they were allowed to eat. The walrus at the table was busy swallowing aspirin before bothering to look at the food and when he did, he was practically slobbering. The trays the maids brought in were ladened with piles of french toast with a large pitcher of warm maple syrup, a huge stack of bacon and sausage, a hill of scrambled eggs, and a bread basket full of bagels, muffins, and toast. Suddenly a thought occurred to Atem...there wasn't a place setting made for Totawa. He ran this thought by Yugi who blinked at him from across the table with the slightest tilt of his head as if to ask what does that have to do with anything? And Yugi was quickly answered as a loud screeching of silver scraping on polished wood made it apparent that those platters of food were never meant to be shared by Yugi and Atem to begin with. Both nearly lost their appetites as they listened to Totawa begin to shovel the whole platter of scrambled eggs into his mouth with his own special set of silverware that looked custom made for his shovel-like hands.
While both were disgusted, this was their signal to begin eating, which they did while doing their best to ignore the slob next to them. They ate as quickly as they felt they could get away with, but Yugi couldn't finish the last bit of his oatmeal as he saw Totawa's hand reach for the plate of fat sausages that was right in front of him. The way that he squeezed the plump, greasy sausages in his hand before shoving them into his mouth made the poor guy feel like he could never look at sausages or hot dogs the same way again and flashbacks to the previous night were not helping the food he did have in his stomach settle. Atem was having similar thoughts, glad that he finished his food before seeing that.
Just as they began to sip their orange juice, thinking that this morning might go smoothly and that the elephant in the room wasn't going to bother torturing them, the loud munching and slurping slowed and began to cease. The two noticed the obvious silence and stiffened their postures slightly as they braced themselves for whatever may come next. The anticipation was nauseating as they listened to their captor take long chugs from his pitcher-sized glass of orange juice before he smacked his lips and set it down to address them.
"We all had a lot of fun last night, didn't we? Heh heh," he began but interrupted himself with a loud belch. He chuckled and continued, "And as much as I love fucking with fresh meat until I get bored and sell them off, I think I want to keep you two around for a long time. You both got something the others don't and that's potential. I can see I can have a lot more fun with you two if I do more than the usual routine." He paused and licked his lips as he gave each of them a long glance, though Yugi got the longest one. "Starting tonight, you will each receive special training from Mr. Bolly and Cornella. And then at the end of every week, you will serve me so I can see how you're progressing. If you are not up to my standards, the tests will be more frequent. Do well and you will receive more privileges that I'm sure these two have already told you about. Heh heh, and then the real fun will start. Parties, orgies, trips...you two will be on my cock so much that you will feel naked without it."
Yugi gripped his knees under the table. Training? So this means that they will be made to practice performing whatever lewd things this freak can come up with!? DAILY!?! Not only that, it could be for HOURS a day! And who knows how often Totawa will actually give them a "test". Yugi bets anything it'll definitely be more than once a week, whether they please him or not. At the very worst, Yugi expect something nightly, which feasibly could only be a couple of hours of torture that they would have to deal with. But a daily regimin????
Atem was staring at the butter knife on his place setting. Yes, butter knives are usually dull, but this one has a pointed tip which glinted invitingly to Atem in the dim chandelier light. Mr. Bolly is tired from standing. He can already feel the older man leaning slightly against the back of his chair. No doubt his grip is lax on the chain. He simply had to grab the knife and stab Totawa in the eye socket. He'll give him a lobotomy with a second one free of charge. And he and Yugi can bolt for the bedroom and free the puzzle from the bedstand that they managed to unlock. It would be so easy...both duelists know they can overpower these butlers now that they have their energy back. But Mr. Totawa needs to be taken by complete surprise...and with him as hung over as he is, that shouldn't be a problem.
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What should Atem do?
STAB STAB STAB -> Proceed to chapter: "That's Not Ketchup"

How bad could training really be? -> Find out in chapter: "Training"
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