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Pleasure Slave	By : Capitalist Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 84321 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 39
‘broken’

So cold. The air in the room had turned brittle and thin and Touya had to fight not to let his teeth chatter, struggle not to shiver. Less than a day after he thought he’d never see this place again he was standing in Yue’s bedroom, too afraid to look Yue in the eye or even to breathe. The room was as cold as a winter mountain peak, and just as stony silent. Yue hadn’t spoken a word since he found them, merely gathered Sakura back up in his arms and took flight in the castle’s direction. There was no need, beyond that one very simple and glittering stare, to order Touya to wait where he was for Yue’s return. Yue flew away with his sister and he had no choice but to sit on that cold and barren path and stew in his failure until Yue came back for him. And now they were here, back in his room, and Yue still had not opened his mouth. When Touya nerved himself to look, his eyes were shining like translucent glass.
“Please,” he whispered through stiff lips, “don’t hurt my sister. It wasn’t her idea, she -”
Yue moved too swiftly for his eyes to follow. In no time at all he was there, the hard flat of his hand striking Touya across the face. The sheer force of it sent Touya flying, and he hit the floor hard.
“Do – not – speak.”
Touya had never heard his voice turn so hard. Hastily he rolled over onto his back and scrambled backward as Yue advanced, blazing with wrath.
“You… tried to run. Run away from me.”
Touya couldn’t have spoken even if he’d been permitted, his throat locked shut with fear. He bumped into a wall behind him and froze.
“Foolish boy,” Yue snarled. “Did you really think I wouldn’t have found you? Hunted you for years if I had to? That I wouldn’t rip the mountains apart until you were mine again?”
The borderline hysteria in his voice climaxed in a scream of rage, and then- Touya wasn’t quite sure what happened. It was as if shards of diamonds shot out from Yue’s very body, hurtling in all directions at such a velocity that they embedded themselves in any surface they hit. One nearly hit Touya and grazed him across the cheek before puncturing the wall beside him. The sharp pain made him yelp; reflexively he put a hand to his face and found blood.
He did not know if it was his voice or the sight of his blood that penetrated Yue’s blind fury, but something did, and he hesitated. Shivering, Touya stared helplessly up at the fuming lord and Yue stared right back. A frustrated growl welled out of his throat and he whipped around, long strides carrying him across the room and away from Touya. The door to the balcony opened so hard that it shattered, thousands of glass fragments raining to the floor, but Yue walked past without stopping while wings sprouted from his back. In the next second he was gone, gliding away on the wind.
Touya did not know where he’d gone, or why he chose to leave, and was too scared to believe he really had until at least five minutes had passed without his return.
With a shudder he exhaled, peeling himself off the wall, and wiped his hand against the blood he could feel dripping down his cheek. The cut burned, but was so straight and thin it could have been made by a razor. What…?
Tentatively Touya touched the glittering jewel still protruding from the wall, confirming its hard surface, and tried to tug it free. The edges were too sharp, though, and he only succeeded in cutting several fine and thin lines into his hand. Ouch! Touya yanked back his hand and it fell on its own, dissolving into white smoke when it hit the floor. Was this yet another weapon, beyond his strength and ability to manipulate water? Clow had said his powers were lethal without control, and Touya hadn’t paid him any attention. He thought Yue had mastered self-control centuries ago.
Maybe just not around Touya. Not anymore.
What had he done? Touya crawled back to the fireplace rug and curled into a ball, blinking back tears of despair. Escape was never possible – Yue would have searched every village in the mountains to reclaim him. All he’d done in his pathetic attempt at freedom was destroy every ounce of trust Yue held in him. Now Yue would punish him, and whatever he did Touya knew it would be more painful than anything he’d endured before.
“I shouldn’t have done it,” he whispered to an uncaring empty room. It was a realization come far too late.

Through the balmy summer evening Yue flew fast and hard, neither knowing nor caring where his wings took him as long as it was away from the castle and his slave within. The rage, that frightening, dark rage still bubbled away inside him and Yue’s hands itched to destroy. By the grace of the heavens he’d realized it and managed to flee the room before he killed his precious slave, though just barely.
Trees and hillsides whisked past. At first, he’d been unable to believe his own eyes. Floating through the canyon in his routine patrols, his sharp hearing had caught the wayward sounds of human voices and feet scuffling through pebbles. Unthinkable; humans hadn’t dared to enter this canyon for hundreds of years and none should even know of its existence. Startled, he flew to investigate, but even after he’d come close enough to recognize their faces he could not believe it. His slaves could not be here, in this place of all places, the sheer impossibility of it defied reaction. Stunned, he could only watch as Touya crawled across the old bridge and held his hand out to his sister. That they were trying to escape was a realization slow in coming.
And when it did, he did not even have the luxury to grieve. The little sister had fallen, and her terrified screams and the stark horror on his slave’s face as he tried to grab her propelled Yue into action. He dove after her, caught her, and was generous enough to allow his slave a moment with her after her near-death. By the time he’d returned them both to his castle where they belonged, the full impact of what his slave tried to do had sunk in completely and he was blind with rage. For the first time in a century, his magic had spun almost completely out of control.
So he took flight and wound up here, almost crashing when he landed on this barren hilltop in the eastern ridges. Now he gave his urge to destroy free reign. With a warrior’s cry he attacked a tree, ripping it out of the earth by its trunk to hurl it into another. With his powers of Freeze he encased a boulder in ice and then smashed his fist into it, splintering the giant rock into thousands of sharp shards. For an hour he annihilated his surroundings, and only when all trees had been uprooted, all rocks pulverized, the ground scorched and barren in the light of the setting sun, did he collapse to his knees.
And then he wept.
With his anger cooled the pain enveloped him, almost crushing him in his anguish and despair. His slave, his precious slave that he adored and would do anything for, had tried to leave him. Yue had never suffered rejection before, and was unprepared for its cruel jab through his heart. Touya did not want him. Touya wanted to go away and live without him. Touya didn’t care if he never saw or touched Yue again.
In the uncaring wilderness he sobbed while the sun set. This ache was so unbearable, it must be shed somehow.
Punishment. Yes. He must reflect this pain back on Touya, who had caused it, and force him to suffer as Yue was now suffering. He must be hurt so badly that he would live every day to regret his escape, and then Yue’s pain would be less. Everything would be better if he could just make Touya cry.
It was only a matter of choosing what would hurt him most.

“Sakura!” Li skidded around the corner and sprinted the remaining distance to her cage, panting a little from the long run. “Sakura, what’s going on? All the servants are saying you and your brother tried to run away today! It’s not true, is it?”
The bewildered young captain looked to her for explanation, as disbelieving as Yue had been when first confronted with the truth. Servants would gossip about anything and it was surely that malicious Ralen who started the rumor, though to what purpose he couldn’t imagine…
“Sakura?” She hadn’t even looked up. Legs hugged against her chest in a tight little ball, Sakura was huddled against the bars of her cage with tears streaming down her cheeks. Her face was plaster white, and dread curdled in his stomach. “Sakura, what happened?”
“Syaoran…” she whispered between sobs, still not looking up. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
Something in his chest stretched painfully tight at those words. So it was true?
“Sakura, why? How could you?”
To that she had no answer, or at least wasn’t capable of saying it, and shook her head helplessly.
“H-he’s so angry, Syaoran. I’m so scared…”
Li opened his mouth and then shut it again when he heard footsteps, loud and rapid and coming straight for them. Damn it! It was already too late to run, he’d be seen for sure. He backed away from the cage just before Ralen came striding around the corner, who raised an eyebrow at Li’s presence.
“Captain? What are you doing up here?”
“I, uh…” Struggling to look nonchalant, Li shrugged and gestured to the cage. “I’d heard the slaves escaped the castle today. As captain, I need to know how they did it so I can repair that breach in our security.”
“Most thorough of you. But your interrogation will have to wait, Lord Yue demands her presence in his bedchamber, immediately.”
The hitch in Sakura’s breathing was clearly audible to everyone, and Li’s throat went dry.
“W-what for?”
“How should I know?” Ralen was unlocking the cage door now, gleeful smile fixed in place. Li wanted to smash his fist into it but somehow managed to hold back. “But it’s true they tried to run away, so I’m sure they deserve whatever he’s decided upon. Imagine, the nerve.”
Sakura had frozen where she sat, so Ralen had to haul her out of the cage by one arm and hold her upright. “Oh, and it’s a lucky coincidence that I ran into you. Lord Yue gave me a message to pass along that if anyone should interfere with his activities tonight – like, say, last time? – that person will meet a swift and cold death. I’m sure it was a message meant for you.”
Though his fists were clenching at his sides, Li kept his cool under that smirk. Saving Kinomoto in the dungeon must have prompted such a warning, and now panic was brewing in his chest at the thought of what might happen to Sakura. Her terrified eyes were fixed on him, apologetic and pleading for his help, but this time he could do nothing. Only stand and watch, helpless, as Ralen herded her away to a fate none of them could have ever predicted.

The muscles across Touya’s back twinged with soreness, and uneasily he shifted in his sleep. His neck hurt from his head lolling to one side, and his arms tingled with numbness. They’d been pulled up at his sides, wrists bound to keep them there. He’d been here before, knew this pain, knew this posture. He was in trouble. He’d done something terrible, and now he was to be whipped again.
But even as he groped towards consciousness, he knew something was different. His shirt was still on him, he could feel the material against his skin. And whatever had been wrapped and cinched around his wrists was too soft and velvety to be the dungeon chains. Apprehension squeezed at his insides and he forced his eyes open, reeling from the dizziness that came from waking up in a standing position. He didn’t remember ever falling asleep.
“Finally awake?” Yue’s voice cut through his confusion, and he flinched at the malevolence in it. “Good. Then we are ready to begin.”
Blinking, Touya lifted his head and searched for Yue – only for his heart to jump in his throat when he found Sakura instead. She was right in front of him, facing him, blindfolded and left shivering in the center of Yue’s bed.
“Sakura!” Out of habit he leapt for her, only to be jerked back by his restraints. He’d been strung up between the two posts at the bed’s foot, his arms tied with the soft ropes used for the bed drapes. Now that he was looking, he could see her hands had been tied behind her. And no blindfold could hide her absolute terror.
“Sakura, don’t worry. Everything’s going to be alright, don’t be scared.” He could hear his own voice shaking even as he said the words, and frantically he tried to steady it. “Sakura, answer me.”
“She cannot hear you,” Yue explained maliciously, his voice just behind Touya’s left shoulder. He jumped, and tried to smother a fresh onset of panic. “No, this time her brother will not be comforting her and shielding her. Tonight she learns what it means to be a pleasure slave, and you will watch every second of it.”
To be a… surely he didn’t mean –
“Wh-what are you doing to do?”
“Can’t you guess?” Yue’s voice moved around to his other ear, his breath a tickle upon his flesh. “It’s really time that white collar was turned to black anyway. I intend to penetrate her, and if you look away I will only do it again. I will take her as many times as I have to.”
“NO!”
Touya fought to pull himself free to no avail, and Yue’s only response was to glide a languid hand along his arm as he stepped away.
“No, please! You can’t do this, not to her!”
“I most certainly can, Toya. Our agreement was that I would not touch her as long as you came willingly to my bed. Today you tried to run from it. Therefore it is my right to do whatever I like to the girl.” Casually he seated himself on the edge of the bed and fondled her hair. Sakura, both blind and deaf to her surroundings, panicked at the unexpected touch and tried to lean away, only for Yue to tighten his grip and pull her back. “And I promise you, slave, I am in no mood to be gentle.”
Sakura screamed and thrashed her legs when Yue yanked her close to his body, a scream that Touya knew he was matching, for all the good it would do. Cruelly Yue pulled her head to the side by tugging her hair, and bit into her neck just above the collar.
“Please!” Touya shouted, hysterical with fear. “Don’t! It’s not her fault, it wasn’t her plan! Hurt me, punish me.”
“I am punishing you,” Yue corrected dryly, and swept his hand under the neckline of her dress. She screamed again, and irritably Yue clamped his other hand over her mouth. “Do you think I don’t know you, Toya? She has always been your weakness. And now you’ll discover how much it hurts to watch her pay for your mistakes.”
Aggressively he ripped her dress straps down over each shoulder, and the torn neckline sagged enough to reveal her breasts. Reflexively Touya averted his gaze, and Yue tsked.
“I told you before that you will watch every second of it. Will you make it worse for her because you are a coward?”
“Yue, please… have mercy. I’ll do anything -”
“This is not a negotiation, slave.” Again Yue bit into his sister’s neck, his hand exploring Sakura’s heaving breasts at leisure. Nausea crawled up his throat, a final touch to his panic and guilt. His baby sister was about to be raped and he could do nothing to save her, and it was all his fault, all his fault and he’d promised to protect her, he’d promised –
Yue pulled up the hem of her skirt. “No, wait, please! Yue, I was wrong!”
For the first time Yue paused, not releasing Sakura but not actually undressing her either. “I was wrong to run away,” Touya pressed, desperately. “I shouldn’t have done it! Because… because…” Yue still hadn’t moved, staring at Touya, and with no other choice he forced out the words.
“I am your slave.”
Yue’s sharp intake of breath was clearly audible from where he stood. He sat up straight and relaxed his arms, allowing Sakura to fall to the sheets where she lay trembling. But he didn’t speak, still staring at Touya as if waiting for more.
“It was wrong of me… to run. I am- your property. I be-beg your forgiveness.” Another deep breath, and Touya swallowed back the nausea. “Master.”
Yue’s attention was riveted upon him, Sakura forgotten. Stunned, he crawled across the distance between them and rose up on his knees to face Touya directly.
“Say it again.”
Touya could feel himself shaking again, in a way that had nothing to do with fear for his sister. It was the dawning realization of hard, humiliating defeat.
“I am- your slave, and I belong to you. Master. I belong only to you.”
Dimly he noticed tears slipping down his cheeks, and at the sight of them Yue’s eyes glittered with victory. His hands held Touya’s head firmly in place and he kissed him, not lovingly but in triumph. He almost crushed Touya, and then the ropes binding his wrists unknotted themselves and both of them tumbled with a crash to the floor. Touya had taken the brunt of the fall and Yue was ripping off his clothing before the ringing in his skull even ceased.
“My sister -”
A hand slapped over his mouth.
“Do not interrupt,” Yue ordered, and Touya noticed his hands were shaking in excitement. “Just say it again. And again. You are not allowed to stop until I tell you so.”
Touya let his head fall back against the floorboards, eyes closed in more than one kind of pain.
“I am your slave. I belong to you. You are my master.”
“Yes!”
Yue tore off his pants and spread his legs, and Touya uttered a strangled yelp of pain at Yue’s unkind entry.
“I- I am your slave. I belong to you. You are my master.” It was hard to speak with Yue thrusting so viciously inside him, but grimly he struggled on. “I am your slave. I belong to you. You are my master. I am your slave. I belong to you. You are my master. I am your slave…”
Touya could not be sure how long it went on, this frenzied rape on the floor just steps away from his little sister. The words took on a life of their own, spilling out of his mouth without conscious direction, running together in a blur of pain and loss. Eventually, the physical brutality and emotional stress proved too much. He passed out.
And even then, he kept on reciting them in his dreams.

In the silent and gray world of pre-dawn, Li crept up the stairwells of the castle. Not for a minute all night had he been able to sleep, and only fear of discovery kept him from hovering outside Yue’s bedroom. Instead he forced himself to complete his evening watch, spend several hours mending tack in the stables by lamplight, and then finally pace the empty corridors lit only by moonlight. Now his morning watch approached, and he would try one more time to see if Sakura had been returned to her cage.
He almost collapsed in relief when he found her there, sleeping on its floor. Quickly he scurried to her side and knelt, shaking her gently by the arm.
“Sakura? Sakura, wake up, it’s -”
She jerked awake with a scream, and hastily he clapped a hand over her mouth. “Shh! Shh, it’s okay, it’s just me. Syaoran.”
Under his hand he could feel her body relax, then start to shiver. When she sat up he could see her neckline had been torn, and automatically her hand moved to hold it closed. Her eyes were wide and blank with fear.
“Sakura, what happened? Did he hurt you?”
She nodded, then shook her head.
“Which is it?” Li could see that her collar was still white, but he could also see a couple of vicious bite marks just above it. Tenderly he covered them with his hand. “Was it painful?”
This time she nodded rapidly, and her shoulders convulsed in a sob.
“Oh, Syaoran… I was so scared…”
“I know. But it’s over now, you’re safe again. Tell me what Yue did.”
“I don’t know,” she cried.
“You don’t know?”
“I couldn’t see! I never even saw him approach and then he put a blindfold over my eyes, and he tied my hands. He took away the sound too, I didn’t know he could do that but I couldn’t hear anything…” He watched tears drip onto her skirt and brushed them away, heart aching in silent sympathy.
“He was going to hurt me, I think. He put me on his bed and bit my neck, really hard, and started to take off my dress. But then- he stopped.”
“Stopped? Why?”
“I don’t know.” She shook her head again. “But he did. He let me go, and I lay on his bed for a long time before he touched me again. He put his hand to my head, and I got so sleepy… I think he put me to sleep somehow. And then you woke me up. Syaoran, it was horrible! I haven’t been so scared since I was kidnapped.”
“Shh, it’s all over now.” Li reached through the bars with both arms and hugged her to his chest, hating himself for his own helplessness in this sort of situation. “I’m sorry, Sakura, I wasn’t able to protect you. I couldn’t do anything to help you.”
“No,” Sakura hiccuped. “You’re here now.”
For a long time they didn’t move, drawing comfort from the embrace even though it was broken by the hated cage bars.
“Syaoran, I don’t know what happened to Onii-chan! Have you heard anything, do you know?”
“No, Sakura, I’m sorry. But Yue can’t have gone very light on him, escape is a terrible crime. How could you do that? Why would you do that?”
“It all happened so fast!” Sakura pulled away from his arms, gesticulating in her distress. “He found some kind of secret passage that led out of the castle, and he never breathed a word about it until he was unlocking my cage. I didn’t really think he meant it, and then when he showed me I was just so surprised…” She trailed off when she saw the hurt in his eyes.
“Syaoran, I didn’t want to go. I begged him to forget about it, to come back to the castle, but when he asked me why I couldn’t tell him. I never wanted to leave you. Please believe me!”
The sincerity in her green eyes showed plainly, even in this half-light, and a tiny sigh escaped Li.
“Sakura, I do believe you. I know you didn’t want to leave. So why did you?” A shadow of guilt crossed her expression, and Li nodded. “You don’t have to tell me. Because of your brother.”
“Syaoran, he’s so much bigger and stronger than I am -”
“Would he really have dragged you all the way home if you said no? If you refused?”
“He threatened to carry me if I wouldn’t come!”
“You could have run. Sakura, you told me you loved me, you promised to marry me! You swore you wouldn’t let your brother keep you from it, but he almost took you away from me forever and you didn’t even protest!”
“Syaoran, I tried -”
“I know. I know you tried but you also made a decision. And he’s the one you chose.”
More hurt than he cared to admit Li had to look away, struggling to get control over himself. Sakura had just been through a terrible ordeal and it was unfair to hold this against her, but he just couldn’t hold the words back. Knowing that she had tried to escape this castle – leaving him behind forever – was a heartache that kept him up all night.
“Syaoran, he is my only family. He gave up his life when he tried to rescue me from this castle, and he’d never leave without me. To refuse him would have been more selfish than I could bear.”
Ancestors how he hated that brother! How many times would he come between them? Li squeezed his fists, pretending that they held Kinomoto’s neck, but a quiet sigh from Sakura distracted him. She was leaning forward against the bars, tracing an idle fingertip along one golden surface.
“Did you know that you can see the wind?”
“Huh?”
“People say that you can’t, but I know that’s not true. In the countryside of my home I often lay in the fields and watched the wild grass ripple in the wind, before it moved up the slope to play with my hair. I watched the wind all the time. Living in this cage, I didn’t think I’d ever see it again. When my brother showed me the way, and told me we could go home, some small part of me did want to go. So no, I didn’t resist him as much as I could have. I love you, Syaoran. But I loved my freedom too.”
Her voice was so soft, but the warmth of it so pure, that just by looking at her Li thought he could see those wild mountain pastures too. He could picture her easily, untouched by the evils of a bigger world and smiling at the kiss of a gentle breeze, princess of the wildflowers. He missed his home too. And unlike him, she would never have the chance to go back.
“I’m sorry, Sakura. I’ve been the selfish one.”
“No!” Anxiously she clasped his hand. “I do miss my village, but to go back there would be meaningless if I didn’t have you. And I knew it, I was already planning to send a message to you through Tomoyo or Meilin the moment my brother turned his back. It doesn’t matter where I am, here or my village or your city on the coast, as long as I’m with you.”
“But it does matter if you’re free.” Li squeezed her small hand within his much larger one. “I want you to see the wind again, and then you can show it to me. We’ll watch it together.”
“I know.” She smiled through a tear-splotched face, and the two of them kissed between the bars.
“I have to go… I’ll be late for my morning watch if I don’t.”
“Mm.” They parted, and Li squeezed her hand a final time before climbing to his feet and turning away. “Wait, Syaoran!”
“What is it?”
“Will you listen for news about my brother?”
“If I learn anything, I’ll tell you.”
Worry had creased her brow, but she smiled in gratitude. “Thank you. And, I love you.”
“I love you too.”

Touya almost cried when he woke up and found the old chains shackling his hands and feet again. The first rays of dawn were just streaming through the (shattered) balcony doors and illuminating the rug where he’d slept; he could almost believe the clock had turned back and it was once again his first morning in the castle as Yue’s slave.
Except now he’d admitted it. Touya let his head fall back against the rug, trying to will away the nightmarish memory of what he’d done last night – and what Yue had done to him... over and over again. When he moved, the muscles in his back protested and he swallowed a groan.
Sakura!
Touya shot up into a sitting position and immediately winced, but the bed was empty. So was the rest of the room. She was gone, probably returned to her cage, and surely unharmed. Yue wouldn’t waste any of his time on her, not after such a thorough and repeated ravaging of Touya’s body. He could barely stand.
Limping, he hobbled over to the doors and tried them, only to find they were locked. Weeks of earning autonomy, the freedom to come and go as he pleased and attend his meals unescorted, had all been wiped out in the space of a day. Servants appeared, eventually, one with a breakfast tray and another with a broom and dustpan to sweep up the broken glass by the balcony. When they had finished and he’d managed to choke down about half his porridge, they bowed and departed in silence.
For several hours he just lay there on the bed, staring dully at the canopy overhead. It was only just before Yue’s return, in the evening, that something occurred to him and he put a hand to his throat. Yes, Clow’s necklace was back in place. Yue must have put it on while he was sleeping, along with the rest of the chains.
His heart thudded at the sound of opening doors and he sat up straight, just before Yue glided into the room. His stare was so frigid and dark that Touya had to gulp, before he turned aside to sit in his armchair.
“Wine, slave.”
I’m not your –
Touya opened his mouth and then shut it with a snap, instinctively knowing that Yue had baited him. Slowly he shuffled to the cupboard and extracted both glass and bottle, pouring it into the goblet as best he could in his chains. When he’d returned the wine to its shelf, Yue snapped and pointed at the rug.
“Sit.”
Sitting on the floor was still too painful, but Touya knelt and sat back on his feet in a posture that was only mildly uncomfortable. He sat facing the fire, too humiliated to face Yue.
“You are a disobedient and untrustworthy slave, Toya. I was mistaken in loosening your leash, and now I will correct that. From this day forward you will wear your chains at all times, until I see fit to remove them. There will no wandering about the castle; you are restricted to my room and balcony only. No piano, no library. You will eat here for all meals. You will not see your sister again until I’ve permitted it.”
Touya bowed his head while Yue spoke, accepting the litany of punishments with a kind of weary, dull misery. Even the last one couldn’t raise a spark of protest; Touya was not sure he could face his sister after what nearly happened to her.
“Slave, do you understand?”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, master.”
“Then you will say so. Those are your punishments, now for your sister’s. She is banned from receiving any guests from the city. There will be no more dance lessons. And she is to stay in her cage all hours of the day, with no more walks in the courtyard.”
“Please don’t.”
“You will not argue with me, slave, it is not a discussion.”
“Please,” Touya pressed, looking up for the first time. “Master. She doesn’t deserve it, she didn’t even want to go. It was completely my idea, please don’t punish her -”
“Silence!” Anger flashed through Yue’s eyes and Touya shut up, squeezing his shackles in anxiety. “What are you, Toya?”
“I- I am your slave.”
“And I am?”
“My master.”
“And if I give an order, you will accept it without question because that is a slave’s duty. Not to argue.”
“Yes, master.”
“Much better.”
A brief pause ensued. But Touya had not given up.
“If there is anything left for me to give, or do, some scrap of dignity that I still have in reserve…” Touya did not think such a thing existed, but he had nothing else to play. “Then it’s yours. Tell me to do anything for you, master, and I will, just please don’t take away her only freedom. It means so much to her. How can I sleep, knowing she lost it because of me? She begged me to turn back, and I wouldn’t. She tried to return, and I physically dragged her out of the castle. I wouldn’t listen to her; it’s not her fault.”
He was thinking only of his sister and how to save her, completely unaware that every word out of his mouth was only driving a knife deeper into Yue’s heart. His pride had almost been soothed by Touya’s penitent groveling, but these details hurt too much to hear. He couldn’t stand it anymore and shot out of his chair, growl rumbling in his throat.
“You were so eager to escape, then? Am I so terrible to be with?”
He turned away before his slave could react and stalked out onto the balcony, reflexively falling into his habit of retreating outdoors when upset. The shuffling clink of chains told him he’d been followed.
“No. You’re not.”
His heart fluttered a little, but Yue did not turn around. “Then why?”
“I… don’t know. When I found the passage, and I saw I had a chance, it was suddenly all I could think about. I just missed my home so much… I had to try.”
“Your home,” snapped Yue venomously. “Your home, your home, that worthless hamlet in the middle of nowhere, does it have such a hold on you? Do you think of nothing else? If I destroyed it and left you with no place to go, then would you be completely mine?”
“No!”
Touya leapt to his side and clasped Yue’s hand between his own, startling Yue into turning. His slave’s face had gone white and he was shaking.
“No, Yue, please… there are children there, families. People who would freeze in the winter if they had no homes. Don’t hurt it, I beg you.”
He’d only been half-seriously contemplating the idea, but Touya’s blatant concern for a lot of simple peasants just made Yue angrier. Maybe he should destroy it. Then Touya wouldn’t think about it anymore, would never think of escaping again…
“Yue, I am your slave,” Touya reminded him, his voice strained and fearful. “And I belong only to you. I won’t ever think of that place again, or speak of it. I will stay here, for as long you want me.”
He sank to his knees and kissed Yue’s hand, and Yue could feel the touch of warm moisture that was surely tears. “Don’t you understand? You won. I lost. And I know it. From now on I am only your slave.”
Touya’s abject submission could hardly fail to appeal, and Yue relented in an instant. He would not destroy the pitiful human settlement. He would allow the girl her silly walks. He would spare them knowing that he had wrested the best prize of all from his slave: his spirit.
At long last, the boy was finally broken.

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Even if one does own the other. Finally.

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