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Takaba Akihito and Asami ryuichi's sexy bucket list by J_unleashed

Chapter 7: Master Akihito

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Takaba Akihito sat at the table, staring at his designated sex slave for the day.

While certainly the word "sex" described what he saw before him, there was absolutely nothing that screamed the word "slave".

Oh sure... the man was dressed appropriately for the task; a black (maybe) leather collar and a thin, oh so VERY thin, black (definitely) leather g-string... but the eyes that stared down at him from a great height, did so with contempt.

Akihito finally had Asami exactly where he wanted him... except now that he did, he didn't have a clue what to do with him.

His mind had gone absolutely blank.

"Well...?" Those eyes glared at him.

"Uh... umm..." Completely flustered, Akihito looked down. Their plates from breakfast were still on the table. "D-do the dishes."

"Do the dishes..." Asami crossed his arms. "And what does that have to do with sex?"

"W-well..." Akihito fished about for an answer. "I can't get in the mood when there's dirty dishes around!" he replied. "So you have to take care of that first!"

Asami began picking up the dishes and piled them on top of each other, managing to clear the table in one shot. He turned around once, glancing at Akihito with annoyance before entering the kitchen.

Akihito put his hand to his mouth in a panic.

I just ordered him to do the dishes. How stupid is that?! I've got to pull myself together!

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The day had already started off badly. Akihito was anxious to get his fantasy started, but it seemed that Asami was planning to sleep in for the entire day.

As noon approached, Akihito decided to bolster Asami's energy for the coming task by making sure he started the day well-fed.

He's going need it. At this rate... by the time the 24 hours are up, he'll be going into work tomorrow without any sleep. Ha! Let him see for once what it's like to be kept up all night by a sex-crazed maniac, and then still have to go to work in the morning!

He fixed a nice breakfast for him and then gently woke Asami up.

This is my last act of kindness before I put him through HELL.

It was after breakfast that Akihito discovered his mistake.

"What do you mean, I won't get a chance to sleep before I go back to work tomorrow?" Asami said, frowning at him. "I'll have plenty of time, seeing how this little charade ends 12 hours from now, at midnight."

"Midnight? No no no... 24 hours from now will be noon TOMORROW!" Akihito replied.

"The slip specifically reads: 'sex slave for a day'... not 'sex slave for 24 hours'. I had to take a 'day' off for this... remember? Could that be why you didn't start this when I got home last night? I had wondered about that..." Asami said with a smirk.

"You bastard!" Akihito growled. "You knew I misunderstood it and you still let me waste half a day! This is SO unfair!'

"And you could waste another half a day complaining about it, if that's what you wish to do."

Akihito glared at Asami and then got up and stomped toward his bedroom. Once there, he retrieved a box along with a small bag that he had hidden under his bed. He brought it back to the table and began ripping off the packing tape.