Sips of Blood

Sips of Blood 9




Note: Ah yes, as I start this, I am tired! And
listening to A Perfect Circle and downloading loads of Tool! Yes, I am into the
rock and punk stuff, I need to download more Sex Pistols… And don’t worry, I
plan to buy their music if I like it, all the punk I’ve heard so far is pretty
cool (Rancid, yeah!).

 

Okay, so Malik’s Girl sister… Your sister’s room would
scare Malik and Yami no Malik… No, just Malik actually, and I have Malik following
me around, and if your sister hasn’t any scars or got cut and the wound
instantly healed, that is immortality, not being on the verge of death once. I
have no sympathy for your sister, as I have not always been sympathized with,
and so I care not for the world… And your sister did not have to act like such
a bitch when she reviewed, she acted as if she were above me!!! I don’t like
that. Oh, and on Tenchi Muyo, Washu is 20, 20,000 years old and a goddess, she
is a true immortal. And I just said I own Malik to piss her off, I like pissing
peoplf, if, it’s fun! And in the real world, if Malik and Yami no Malik were
real, she would probably be in trouble with the law for owning people… And do
not dare anyone to get into a fucking flame war with me, I will find weak
points and attack those. And having a shrine to Malik is pathetic, your sister
should see a doctor or something to see if she has obsessive-compulsive
disorder or something… God, does she even have a life outside of worshipping
some anime character? Because it doesn’t sound like it, and I’d like to see her
write one of these, I bet she can’t… And why the hell is she in a coma? And I
doubt you dared your sister to flame me, someone else was flamed horribly by
her also, I also think your sister is a bitch, she n an an attitude
adjustment. And there is only one replica of the Millennium Items: the Sennen
Puzzle, as I have seen pictures of it and there was never any mention of any of
the other items being made, and if your sister did get it, having ties with
someone associated with any contest leads to automatic disqualification and the
people associated with the contest are not allowed to give things away, as
these things are reserved for the winners.

 

And Malik Chibi, -san is used for people you have just met
or some one you have respect for (like parents, teachers, etc), -sama is used
fike ike the king or emperor or something… Yami no Malik is like a king in
this, but kinda not, but he does own the palace in this so yeah… And Arigato
for calling me the Yaoi Goddess!

 

Oh, and thank you my loyal reviewers!!! Without you guys I
would have never gotten this far!!! (I’m serious)… In this chapter:
Isis/Ryou/Yugi! Yes, there will be more het sex, and Isis will be good to the
two slaves also!

 

And sorry about the uber long paragraph to the stupid
Malik’s Girl sister, I like ranting and stuff…

 

Enjoy!

 

Sips of Blood

 

By Ryoko

 

Chapter 9: This Is New

 

Yugi woke up rather disoriented, confused when he saw his
master looking at him, watching his every move. Almost instantly, he remembered
what had happened earlier that day and felt his penis grow achingly hard.

 

“Master,” Yugi said.

 

“Shhh,” Yami no Malik shushed, getting out of bed and then
reaching for Yugi. “I’m going to bathe you for Isis, we have abouthourhour
before you go to her, I want you to be clean for her, she seems to like you.”
Yami no Malik picked Yugi up and carried him to another room, which turned out
to be a rather large bathroom.

 

The room was a pale blue marble. In the middle of the bathroom
was an in ground tub, the marble flooring providing a step to it. There were
shelves in the walls that were holding soft, white towels and there were large
windows that had no curtains or coverings whatsoever and were open to the
light. Yami no Malik carried Yugi over to the tub and set him down in it; he
plugged the tub up and started the water. The water that came out of the
decorative faucet was already warm, and it made Yugi instantly relax, the warm
water relieving him.

 

“Master,” Yugi said, the water in the tub only up to his
waist. “So Isis, does she… is she really good?”

 

“Yes Yugi-chan.” Yami no Malik slipped into the water,
hissing in relief as the water touched his genitals. He sat down across from
Yugi, the water from the faucet hitting his back. “Yugi-chan… I can’t wait slicslice some of that skin and drink the blood… I bet your blood tastes good, just
like the rest of you.” Yami no Malik smirked and pulled Yugi to him, Yugi in
slight panic at what his master had just told him.

 

“You’re not really going to cut me, are you Master?” Yugi
asked, shuddering when he felt his master start rubbing his back.

 

“I am. But when I do is none of your concern.” Yami no
Malik grabbed a bar of soap that was in a soap dish beside the tub. He got it
wet and began rubbing it between his hands, turning it, continuing this process
until there was a thick lather. He put the soap away and began rubbing it on
Yugi’s neck and chest. “Now stand up.”

 

Yugi did as told, Yami no Malik also standing up. Yugi sucked
his stomach in as he felt his master’s hands on it, his stomach being
particularly ticklish. Yami no Malik moved on, quickly rubbing the lather onto
Yugi’s skin then making him sit back down to wash all the soap off of him. Yami
no Malik dunked Yugi’s head into the water, even getting the boy’s hair wet and
dripping. He stood Yugi up again, Yugi panting for air, and grabbed a bottle of
shampoo, opening it and pouring some onto Yugi’s hair. He closed the bottle,
set it down and washed Yugi’s hair, massaging his scalp, running his fingers
through his hair.

 

“I want you rinse your hair out and then unplug the tub,
after that, go get us some towels.”

 

“Yes Master.” So Yugi sat back down and sent his entire
self under the water, while Yami no Malik stepped out of the tub, his legs from
the knee down dripping wet. Yugi made sure his hair was free from the shampoo
before resurfacing, then he pulled the plug on the drain. He hurried out of the
tub and, on his hands and knees, hurried over to the built in shelves. He stood
up to the retrieve a few towels, then got on his knees and went as fast as he
could to his master on his knees.

 

“Good Yugi,” Yami no Malik praised as he took a towel from
the slave and then wrapped and tied it around his waist. “Stand Yugi.”

 

Yugi stood and was surprised when his master kissed him
fully on the mouth as he took another towel from him. Yami no Malik used the
towel to dry Yugi’s hair, which had now fallen. He let the towel fall onto the
floor and grabbed a third towel, this one used to dry off Yugi; he took great
care in drying Yugi’s genitals, which made the boy blush. Yami no Malik dropped
this towel also and wrapped the towel around Yugi, then picked him up and
carried him to the bedroom and placed him on the bed.

 

“Master—“ Yugi started but was interrupted by Yami no
Malik slapping him.

 

“Do not talk right now, I need to get you ready for Isis
and you need to be quiet so that I can do it in peace, got that?”

 

Yugi nodded, tears at the corners of his eyes. Yami no
Malik untied the towel and let it fall then he went into the closet and came
out holding a small bottle filled with light caramel liquid.

 

Once Yami no Malik reached Yugi, he made him lay down on
his stomach and then straddled him. He opened the bottle and let some of the
liquid leak out in Yugi’s back, Yugi hissing as the cold liquid hit him, then
began rubbing it into his skin.

 

~

 

Yugi was crawling as fast as he could, to stay up with his
master, but Yami no Malik was walking too fast, so when Yugi got too far
behind, he would pull on the leash and wait for Yugi. Yugi could feel his knees
getting bruised from the marble flooring of the hallways and wished they were
at Isis’s room already.

 

“Hurry Yugi, Isis is waiting and I will not have you be
for for her,” Yami no Malik said, still walking his fast pace and still
pulling on the leash. He wanted to be rid of Yugi as soon as possible for he
was going to spend the night with Bakura, and Bakura alone.

 

Yami no Malik suddenly stopped in front of a heavy cherry wood
door. There was a wrought-iron knocker, so Yami no Malik used that to knock on
the door, rather then bruising his knuckles on the door. The door suddenly
opened, revealing Isis who was wearing a rather simple black silk dress. It was
laced on the sides from the hips up, had slits on the sides also from the hips
down, and quarter inch wide straps. She wore a toe ring on her left middle toe
and a heavy bracelet on her left wrist.

 

“Hello brother. I see you brought me Yugi,” Isis said,
keeping a serious expression on her face, yet her voice sounding gentle. Yugi
looked up her when she was talking and thrown off a bit, but then he realized
Isis would be gentle, like his master had said.

 

“Yes. Here.” Yami no Malik thrust the hand that holding
the leash out toward Isis. Isis took it and motioned for her brother to leave.
Yami no Malik hurried back to his room, it was more like he ran to his room,
while Isis brought Yugi into her room.

 

Once Yugi was in, Isis closed the door and she told Yugi
to stand up. He obeyed quickly and quietly and was surprised to see that Isis
was taking off his collar and leash and then throw it to the floor.

 

“Yugi-chan, go onto the bed. Ryou-chan, come here, help me
undress,” Isis ordered.

 

Yugi went over to the bed and climbed onto it, sitting
down in the position his master liked. Ryou, who appeared out of nowhere walked
over to Isis and then immediately dropped to his knees to take the ring off
Isis’s toe and then pulled at the strings on her dress.

 

Yugi, meanwhile looked around the room, noticing a
fireplace that had a fire in it, a small sitting area with reddish brown
leather couches and a coffee table with a glass surface. The bed had a cherry
wood headboard and posts, there were two doors: one leading to the closet the
other to a bathroom. The carpet was plush and red. The fireplace was made of
white marble with red swirls and there was a huge mirror in a golden frame. The
room was obviously smaller then Yami no Malik’s, but also a lot more intimate.

 

There were small dressers on either side of the head side
of the bed, with lamps that were currently turned off. The room was illuminated
with small white candles that were scattered everywhere; the candles also gave
off a sweet aroma that made Yugi feel as if he inhaled a drug similar to
cocaine.

 

Isis was now naked and noticed Yugi’s hazy and half-open
eyes. She quietly ordered Ryou to join Yugi on the bed, while she went into the
closet. Ryou hurried over to the bed and sat in front of him; he proceeded to
touch Yugi and stroke his body and even finger-comb his hair. Yugi looked up at
Ryou and smiled.

 

“Isis-san will be here in a minute, so just relax…” Ryou
whispered into Yugi’s ear, then kissed it.

 

“Mmmm…” Yugi moaned, “What’s your name?”

 

“Ryou… I already know yours, Yugi. Since you are the new
slave, everyone already knows your name.” Ryou kissed Yugi’s throat, Yugi
moaning yet again’ Ryou pushed his tongue against Yugi’s pulse, then quickly
lapped at the flesh.

 

“I see you two are enjoying yourselves.”

 

Yugi and Ryou jumped, surprised at Isis’s sudden arrival.
Isis got onto the bed, lying down propped up against the pillows. “Yugi, come
here,” she said in a soft voice.

 

Yugi hesitantly crawled over to Isis and stopped right in
front of her.

 

“Come closer Yugi, lay down on me.”

 

Yugi hesitated again before doing as Isis instructed. He
slowly laid himself on her dark, naked body, feeling the rising heat from her
wet pussy, blushing as he felt it.

 

“It’s okay Yugi, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. I will
not hurt you, I am not like my brother,” Isis looked down at Yugi and ran his
hand through his hair. “Ryou-chan, please come here.”

 

“Yes my mistress.” Ryou crawled over to Isis and Yugi and
lied down next to her, on his side, then grabbed Yugi’s hand and kissed it,
then just held it. “My mistress?”

 

“Yes Ryou?”

 

“May I suck on your breast?”

 

“Yes Ryou… Yugi, you may do the same as well.”

 

“Yes Mistress…” Yugi moved himself downward so that his
mouth was level with Isis’s right nipple, then he put his mouth on it, suckling
on it, as if it were a font. Ryou also put his mouth on Isis’s other nipple and
began suckling it, quite fiercely, ravaging it and biting at it and licking at
it and even massaging it cruelly with his left hand.

 

Yugi managed to sneak a glance over at Ryou to see
what he was doing, and took that as an example, so he also began to ravage the
nipple and massage the breast, moans escaping from Isis’s mouth. The two slaves
didn’t stop their sweet torture until Isis’s nipples were painfully hard,
contracting it seemed.

 

“You two have done very well. As for you Yugi, that was
great. But now I want you to pleasure me with your mouth, and I am assuming my
brother made sure you were well trained for this night, so I expect a well-done
job, nothing sloppy.”

 

“Yes Mistress.”

 

“Good. And after we have had all our fun, we will enjoy
some time together doing other things, and I will reward you two with
something, assuming you two do well at what I ask of you.”

 

Yugi and Ryou both nodded, and Yugi got back onto his
hands and knees and crawled over in front of Isis, and then leaned down and
began to orally pleasure Isis, sticking his tongue in between the nether lips,
and then lightly licking her clit, making her jump from excitement.

 

Ryou, on the other hand, was just lying on Isis, holding
her to him, burying his face in between her breasts and Isis was stroking his
white hair, her head tossed back as she felt Yugi’s tongue licking her like how
a cat licks up milk.

 

Yugi ended up sticking his tongue inside of Isis, causing
his face to be buried within her pussy, whether he liked it or not. He quickly
went back to licking her now throbbing clit but then got the idea to stick his
finger her, and he did, quickly adding two more fingers, rubbing that spot in
her that was almost guaranteed to make her come.

 

Yugi enjoyed pleasure Isis like this, hoping he would be
able to put his cock into her, as he did with Anzu and Shizuka. He nibbled on
the clit, loud gasps escaping from her mouth, and then sucked on it for a bit
before going to back to lick at it. He began to move his fingers in and out of
her, at slow first then faster and faster and harder and harder because she was
so wet it made it possible. He was determined to make Isis come, and he
wouldn’t stop until she had come.

 

Ryou, mean while, had made himself content suckling on
Isis breasts, sucking on each one until the nipple was rock hard then moving to
the other one and switching back and forth between each breast, Isis having
thrown her head back by now, in complete ecstasy, not even in control of her
body’s reactions anymore.

 

She was close to coming, she that much and was not about
to stop this sweet torment… She wanted to know how good and hard Yugi could
make her come and she just wanted Ryou to continue sucking on her breasts. She
really couldn’t believe how good Yugi was, touching all the sensitive parts of
her anatomy, even licking and biting her throbbing clit, which made her cry out
and mew and writhe in complete elation. But now she could feel it, that
reaching the brink of the threshold and not even looking back as her mind crept
to the edge of insanity. She felt absolutely wanton at this moment, not caring
if she was supposed to be the mistress and the two boys attending her were
supposed to be worthless little sex toys, right now they were all on the same
level: the masters and the mistress and yet at the same time three lower than
dirt sex toys, it didn’t matter and then one millisecond it seems to Isis as if
time had stopped and she exploded into orgasm, feeling out of control and
wanton and loving every moment of it as Yugi continued his oral ministrations
and Ryou suckled on her breasts.

 

Isis juices exploded out of her, Yugi’s mouth catching the
sweet tasting hot wetness. He gladly swallowed it and lapped it up eagerly,
loving the taste of female juices, which seemed to wholeheartedly fill him up.
He still continued rubbing her spot however, not giving up on the rubbing until
Isis’s entrance had stopped pulsing and she was calm, Ryou sitting next to her,
holding her head in his lap as he stroked her silky black hair.

 

When Yugi looked up, Isis’s cheeks were flushed and she
was panting slightly, smiling warmly at him. Yugi’s face was hot and flushed
also except he had been the one doing at the work. “Come Yugi-chan, lay beside
me, let me explore your body.”

 

Yugi nodded, panting, his lips plump, and crawled over to
his mistress for the night. He laid down on his back, his legs spread and his
arms only touching the sheets because the sheets were cool and everything else
was hot: the bodies, the breaths, and even the air. He looked over at Isis and
smiled.

 

“You may speak if you wish Yugi-chan,” Isis said in that
marvelous soft voice of hers. How odd, at the lunch she had sounded like a
strong woman, no one to mess with like Bakura had, someone who could definitely
stand up for them self, but she had this calm, soothing, beautiful voice, a
voice neither Anzu or Shizuka had had. Malik had the same tone in his voice too
at times, as did his master, but then Yugi remembered that the two were rel
an
and closed his eyes with this thought. Eventually Yugi fell asleep with out
realizing it…

 

~

 

Yugi woke up to his penis feeling hyper-sensitized,
feeling wonderfully cool hands working on his erection. He opened his eyes
fully and looked around. Ryou’s hands were touching him and Isis was sitting
naked, yet dignified in a chair across from the bed. But she saw his amethyst
eyes open and walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge, and then
stroking his hair.

 

“Ryou, please stop… Yugi, tell me, did you like doing what
you did to me?” Isis asked in that voice again. Yugi merely nodded, too
exhausted to make even a little sound. “While you have been sleeping Yugi, Ryou
has been stroking your penis, getting you ready for me. I see that you are very
tired, so you may lay there, but I will still make you come. I am going to ride
you, fast and hard, and since you are tired, I will not expect you to thrust
into me, but you may if you feel you have mustered enough strength. Understand
little one?”

 

Yugi merely nodded again, but smiling softly now, intent
on pleasing Isis. He didn’t know how he felt about Isis, but he admired her,
and even liked her, he might’ve even loved her, but he wasn’t sure yet, so he
kept it all hidden inside, right now really wanting to know how it would feel
once he was in her.

 

Isis crawled closer to Yugi and then quickly and suddenly,
she straddled him, his hard cock inside of her wet hotness, her legs curled
under her and the her thighs spread. “Ryou, come sit behind me and put your
length inside of Yugi, and ride him as I do.”

 

“Yes Isis-san,” Ryou said softly, his accent and soft
voice pleasing Yugi’s ears. Yugi closed his eyes and smiled, moaning a bit as
Ryou entered him. Yugi shuddered in ecstasy then whispered, “Please start…”

 

Isis nodded and began to ride Yugi, slowly for now. Ryou
began thrusting into Yugi, the two trying to establish a rhythm that was at a nice
pace. Yugi moaned, loving how Isis felt around his cock, thrusting a little
into her, but the thrusts were weak and hardly affected her in any way.

 

Once the two had established a rhythm, Isis sped up, as
did Ryou. Yugi moved his hands up Isis’s legs, feeling their smoothness, loving
how silky the skin felt beneath the palms of his hands and moved them up to her
stomach, then dropped them down to her crotch, pushing his fingers into the
nether lips, pushing on her clitoris, squeezing between his fingers, then
rubbing it softly at first then harder as time went on, wanting to make her
some again and he was sure he could.

 

He moaned as he felt Ryou hitting his prostate, and then
slamming into it. He felt sexual tension build up in his cock, knowing he would
come sooner than expected. He rubbed Isis’s clit harder and faster, intent on
making her orgasm before himself, as he was beginning to love her now.

 

Isis moaned as he felt herself topple over into an orgasm,
Yugi working her clit furiously still. But he soon came, as did Ryou, Isis
collapsing on top of Yugi, and Ryou managing to stay sitting up.

 

Yugi closed his eyes and smiled, well satisfied. He loved
the feel of Isis against him and he placed a hand on her back.

 

***

 

After several months of abandonment, I have returned!!!
Beat that supposed Malik’s Girl (who, unfortunately is out of the hospital).
But hopefully next chapter soon (that Yami no Malik/Bakura one)… Review and
make me feel loved and wanted…