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A drop of water hit his face and he woke with a start. Suzaku looked around at his surroundings; he was in a cave, the area damp and barely lit. He rubbed his head, feeling for any injuries. How did he get here? The last thing he remembered was the ship crashing, after that nothing. He stood and walked around, looking for an exit. Had someone dragged him here? But that couldn't be possible, they were miles away from land.
His search brought up nothing, there were no exits in sight. All he had found was a hole filled with water…wait…was he…underwater? If that was the case…then what brought him here?
Suddenly, he saw a head pop up from the hole and he grabbed his sword. The being had black hair and purple scales lined his chin. As more of his body came out of the hole, Suzaku saw that the creature's body was rather human. He possessed legs, and as Suzaku found as his eyes went down before quickly averting, a cock that hanged freely as he was completely naked.
“Finally awake, are you,” the stranger asked, his voice carrying a melodic sound. He had deep purple eyes that the scales around his face highlighted. He approached him slowly, his eyes somewhat predatory. “What a beautiful creature you are…”
“Excuse me?” Suzaku held his sword defensively in front of him. The stranger reached out, cupping his face, unfazed by the sword pointed at him. Maybe…maybe this was just a misunderstanding. “Did…did you rescue me?”
His thumb caressed him, “Rescue…yes I guess that's what that's called. I collect things I find beautiful.”
Collect?
Suddenly, tentacles sprouted from the stranger's back, quickly restraining Suzaku against the wall. His sword was pried from his grip and it clattered to the ground. He struggled against the tentacles, trying to break free to no avail.
One of the creature's tentacles rubbed a slimy substance on his clothes and they began dissolving before his eyes. “Yes, you will make a fine addition to my collection indeed…”
His clothes completely dissolved and his body was left bare for the stranger to lay his eyes on. He devoured him with his gaze, eating up every detail of his body. “Hey, just because you saved me doesn't mean—”
A tentacle slipped inside his mouth as he spoke and he nearly gagged from the intrusion. Other tentacles made their way inside his body and pumped slowly into him. They worked their way into his ears, caressing his mind as well. The stranger smirked at him, enjoying the show his tentacles were putting on. “You'll be my obedient toy when I'm done with you. Don't worry, you'll enjoy this.”
He felt the tentacles secrete a substance inside him, and his body began to burn with pleasure. His very mind was being changed. He could feel his thoughts melting away into nothingness, filled with pure bliss.
The stranger's voice echoed in his mind, it was all that remained there now. “You are my slave. Your sole purpose is to please me.”
His face was flushed deep, and he obediently sucked on the tentacle in his mouth and rocked his hips into the one pleasuring him. Yes…that was right. He lived to please his master. Only one question remained in his mind: what's my master's name?
His master heard his thoughts and smiled at him, cupping his face in his hands. The tentacle in his mouth receded, and his master rubbed his finger across his lips. “I'm glad you've so willingly accepted your position, my pet. You can call me, Lelouch.”
Lelouch. Lelouch. Lelouch, Lelouch, Lelouch. His name rang endlessly in his mind, all he knew now was Lelouch and the pure bliss he brought. And he would gladly take part in this life.