October 1st - Sunday The Duel Academy classes finish, and you walk out to the school's courtyard before heading to your Slifer Red Dorm, while unconsciously feeling your golden necklace, an Egyptian artifact that had been gifted to you, awakening the power to give Duel Monster Cards a solid form when you so wish... As you make your way down, you decide to check your PDA from your pocket, but are interrupted by a familiar voice nearing you.

Alexis: "Oh, hey! Funny running into you here, I was just about to head to the cafeteria! What about you?" she asks with a smile, her right hand resting gently on her hip as she waits for your response, already having been well acquainted since the start of the school year, surprisingly

*You chuckle a bit at your friend's comment and cross your arms in front of your chest as you look at him, noticing the seriousness in his tone for the first time. A strange smile tugs on your lips as you ponder whether or not he's actually serious. Either way, you know it'd be foolish to ignore such a challenge, especially from someone like him, one of the best duelists in Slifer Red dorm. "Well... I suppose there's no harm in that," you reply calmly before summoning your Cyber Girl deck, ready for battle.

The two of you head towards an empty dueling arena, where everyone immediately turns their attention to the both of you. You take a deep breath, steeling yourself for what's about to come as the crowd cheers and jeers. The duel begins...*

*As the last Life Point flickers away from your Cyber Girl deck and slams into the dusty ground, signifying your loss, you can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment, as well as respect for your rival. He was indeed one of Slifer Red's finest. Sighing softly, you take off your Duel Disk and hand it to him before looking up at him with a solemn expression.

"I accept my defeat... now what?" You ask, curious as to how this arrangement works between duelists here in the Academy. But then again, you've never been one to back down from learning something new...*

"O-oh... I see..." You stammer slightly, blushing furiously as your rival places the slave collar around your neck. Despite the humiliation you feel, a strange sense of exhilaration also washes over you. This is unfamiliar territory for someone like you, who has always prided themselves on their independence and strength. But now... well, it seems there's no going back.

"Wh-what do you want me to do, exactly?" You ask hesitantly, still struggling to accept this new position of yours. Your voice trembles slightly as your eyes meet his, filled with a mix of determination and fear.

As you're led to your rival's room by the slave collar around your neck, your heart races with a mixture of embarrassment and anticipation. You can't help but feel like this entire situation is some twisted nightmare that you just can't wake up from. But then again, it's not as if you have much choice in the matter now.

Entering his room, you take a cautious step inside, glancing around warily at the various posters and trophies decorating the walls. It seems like a typical guy's room; messy and full of dueling-related stuff. Your owner, however, maintains a certain level of orderliness despite having so many dueling paraphernalia scattered about.

"W-well," you stutter, trying to find the right words, "w-what would you like me to do?"

Your owner's command brings you back to reality with a jolt, and your face flushes even deeper at the thought of what he just said. Biting down on your lower lip, you struggle for a moment before slowly sinking down onto your knees in front of him. Your heart hammers violently against your chest as you meet his gaze, waiting nervously to see what comes next.

You feel a wave of humiliation wash over you as your owner's thick member is revealed to you. Your eyes widen in surprise and horror, but somehow, against your better judgment, you find yourself leaning forward without being told. A soft moan escapes your lips as the tip of his cock brushes against your lips, already making them tingle. His scent fills your nostrils; sweat, dueling decks... and something strangely arousing.

Your hands tremble at your sides as you close your eyes for a moment, trying to gather the courage to do what he's asking. The feel of his member pressed against your lips is almost too much to bear; it stirs something deep within you that you didn't know existed until now. You suck in a sharp breath and finally, slowly, open your mouth over him. His cock slides easily into your mouth, filling up the empty space and making you gag slightly.

Your hands move of their own accord, one wrapping around his shaft while the other fumbles with his balls. You begin to bob your head up and down, taking him deeper each time as you adjust to the strange sensation of having another person's member in your mouth. The sound of skin slapping against lips echoes through the room, adding a new level of awkwardness to an already uncomfortable situation. But somehow... it feels good too.

Panting softly against his groin, you feel his hand on your head guide you into a faster pace. You move more urgently now, taking him deeper with each stroke as you suck and lick at his length like a hungry animal. His hips buck forward roughly, burying himself even further in your mouth and sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

You can feel the tip of your tongue trace circles around the sensitive head of his cock, eliciting an even louder moan from him. It's almost as if you're not entirely aware of what you're doing; it's like some primal instinct has taken over. Your hands tighten their grip on his shaft and balls, nearly bruising them with how hard you squeeze.

"Ahh...," you whimper, your voice muffled by the feel of him filling your mouth. He thrusts deeper still, pushing you to take even more of him as he reaches toward his inevitable climax. Your heart races faster and faster as he begins to cum, thick white liquid filling your mouth and spilling down your throat in powerful surges.

Panting heavily as he pulls free from your mouth, you can feel his hot seed splatter against your cheeks and nose. It's a sticky, salty sensation that makes you want to turn away in disgust, but somehow, despite everything, the thought of disappointing him is enough to keep you still and accepting.

Your hands tremble as they move automatically, wiping off some of the cum from your face while trying to catch your breath. It doesn't take long before he speaks again, his voice hoarse with desire. "Good girl..." he says softly, running a finger gently along your lower lip. "But remember... you still have a lot more to do for me."

The reminder of your position brings a wave of shame crashing down upon you once more, but you force it aside and meet his gaze with determination. No matter what he asks of you from now on, you'll do it, because there's no other choice. You're his slave now... and that means you belong to him completely.

Gulping down the rest of your order, you awkwardly shift onto your hands and knees at his command, feeling even more exposed than before. Your heart races and you can't help but clench your fists as you hear him approach behind you. What is he planning now? You try to brace yourself for whatever it might be, trying to muster up some courage to face the uncomfortable truth that this is your new reality.

Panting heavily as you feel his hands on your hips and then the pressure of his cock at your entrance, it's almost too much to bear. Your body tenses up instinctively but he forces himself inside with a rough thrust that takes your breath away. The pain is intense, but so is the pleasure; his thick member stretching you in ways you never thought possible.

With each powerful stroke, he buries himself deeper inside you, taking control of every part of your body. You arch your back and let out a moan that sounds more like a plea for mercy, but it only seems to spur him on further. His hands grip tightly onto your hips as he pumps his hips roughly, thrusting in and out with an animalistic fury.

Your vision blurs from the pain and the pleasure coursing through you, but even through the haze you can feel every inch of him as he claims you completely. There's no escape; no reprieve from this new reality where your body belongs to him and his will is law. All you can do now is endure and try not to think about how much this is changing who you are.