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Ch 2: So It Begins
Title: The Lazarus
Author: Anemone Frost
Email: Weepingwillow987@aol.com
Pairing: Gunner/Various OCs
Rating: NC-17
Summary: 2/? The beginning of torment....
Feedback: Yes, please.
Warnings: Slash, rape, angst, language
Archive: Ask first.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sniper 470.
The Gunner clen his his fists and took in a deep breath, waiting for a painful blow. Instead, the bed shifted once more from the vanishing weight of Kade. There was a clang of metal and the bed dipped once more. Something sticky smeared over the Gunner’s lips, and he opened his lips to speak but as he did so, more of the viscous substance streamed in, hitting the back of his throat. The Gunner gagged spa spat up what he could of the bitter liquid, though he couldn’t keep a copious portion from being swallowed. Nausea spread in his stomach.
“What did you pour in my mouth?!” the Gunner spat, bucking wildly on the mattress.
“A very potent aphrodisiac,” Kade snickered. “We’ll see how long you resist me now. You’ll be painfully hard, leaking that sweet seed of yours, writhing sensually against that bed, begging for my touch. You’ll be begging me to fuck that pretty arse of yours.”
“You son of a bitch!” the Gunner yelled. “You fucking son of a bitch!”
“Such a mouth you have,” Kade chuckled. “If it were anyone else I would have beaten them senseless by now, but I don’t want to bruise that lovely face of yours. Well, not yet anyways. If you talk like that to any of the others, you might get a fist to your nose or even to your stomach. You don’t want that do you? Don’t you want to be a good a little whore for me? For all of us?”
“Fuck you,” the Gunner grumbled, shifting uncomfortably.
“No, my lovely whore, you’re the one that’s going to get fucked,” Kade laughed cruelly.
The liquid was starting to take effect. An intense heat was pooling in the Gunner’s groin, causing an unbearable ache in his hardening shaft. The Gunner could feel his cheeks reddening from humiliation. He was losing control of his body.
“Oh, look at that,” Kade chuckled. “You’re hardening just like I said you would. You’re nothing but a cheap whore. Beg me to touch you, whore. Beg me to pleasure you.”
“No!” the Gunner snarled.
“Why so apprehensive?” Kade muttered. “Ah. I bet you’ve never been touched by a man before. Well, you’ll get used to it, soon enough. It’s really no different from a woman’s touch, with a few exceptions of course.” He slid down the bed until his face was level with the Gunner’s cock, blowing gently over the turgid flesh, causing the other man to shudder. “I really wish you wouldn’t resist so much. I’m telling the truth when I say I don’t want to harm you. I’d much rather hear that lovely voice of yours screaming in pleasure instead of pain.”
A strangled cry came from the Gunner as a mouth enveloped his stiff penis and nimble fingers toyed with his balls. The wet suction was driving him mad with fury and disgust, yet he also found himself squirming in lust. It had been so long since his last intimate contact and that had been with his fiancee Dierdra before he was shipped off to his post.
She had begged him not to take the sniper position, and now he regretted not listening to her. He should have stayed in Scotland when he had the chance. There were plenty of other positions available in the military, though none of the salaries compared to that of a sniper. He should have just married Dierdra and settled down in a nice small house to raise a family. He should have forgotten about the silly dreams of becoming rich. Now the Gunner was certain he would never marry, never have a home of his own, never have children, and never have a normal life.
His train of thought was interrupted as Kade’s hand cruelly pinched one of his nipples, making him gasp in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The new sensation seemed to make him swell even harder, and it shamed him.
‘No,’ the Gunner’s mind reasoned. ‘This isn’t my fault. The bastard drugged me! He drugged me!’
The warm mouth left his cock, and a tongue slid up his belly and chest until it reached his nipple. The Gunner suppressed a whimper as pert lips wrapped around the hardening bud, suckling gently before worrying it with sharp teeth. Kade’s hand had encompassed his cock, tugging softly on the velvety flesh and brushing a thumb over the sensitive crown, which made the Gunner jolt in agonized pleasure. He gritted his teeth, struggling at the wrist and ankle restraints, attempting to find any weakness that he could break through.
“Come now,” Kade murmured. “Don’t fight it. A long time must have passed since you last felt pleasure like this. A sniper’s quarters aren’t ideal for relieving yourself. I know that all too well.”
“Shut up,” the Gunner grumbled, “and stop touching me! It’s disgusting!”
“Hm, judging from the response of your body, I’d say otherwise,” Kade snickered.
The hand left his body, and he heard a low popping sound of something being opened. An overpowering scent of roses filled the room.
“Now, I’m going to turn you onto your side,” Kade instructed. “Try to be a good boy. Don’t struggle or you’re going to make this worse for yourself.”
A gasp came from the Gunner as his left arm and leg were thrust into the air by an invisible force and then roughly spun around onto his right side. The metal restraints clicked together, leaving his legs bound on top of each other and his arms positioned uncomfortably by his face.
“Lovely device isn’t it?” Kade chuckled. “I can control those cuffs with a simple press of a tiny button on my wristwatch. It’s a nice way to keep prisoners in check. Each of the crew has one too. A friend named Alexander made them. Quite the inventor and mechanic. You might end up meeting him, but I’m getting ahead of myself once again. There are other matters to tend to right now.”
The Gunner’s heart pounded furiously with panic as the tattered remains of his boxers were shoved down below his knees, and warm air grazed over his exposed buttocks. Cruel fingers painfully pried apart his cheeks, nails biting into his skin. He tensed when the tip of a slick finger pressed to the opening of his body.
“My advice to you is to relax,” Kade murmured, “but there’s going to be pain no matter what.”
A hiss of pain came from the Gunner as the finger pushed inside his body, creating a slight stinging sensation that turned to raw burning as Kade forced in another digit, leaving no chance for the Gunner to grow accustomed to the invasion. He writhed in misery, trying to pull away from the fin tha that were mercilessly prying him open, but to no avail.
“God you feel so tight,” Kade mumbled, leaning down to nibble on the Gunner’s ear. “You’re going to be a great fuck.”
“Bastard!” the Gunner grunted in pain.
Three fingers were now imbedded within his body, scissoring the tight passage. He squirmed relentlessly, hissing in agony, fighting to hold back tears that were beginning to prickle in his eyes. He wouldn’t cry in front of this man. He wouldn’t show weakness. He had to keep hold of some shred of dignity, since so much had been taken from him all ready. Most of all, he had to do it to keep sane. However, his pain threshold was going to be put through hell, and even he wasn’t certain how much he could take before snapping.
The digits slipped out, making the Gunner groan in discomfort, and he tensed once again when something hard and wet nudged at his entrance. His teeth clenched uncomfortably together as Kade nuzzled and nipped at his neck.
“If you give me a kiss, I might go easier on you,” Kade muttered. “Might even go slowly and give you time to adjust. What do you say, little beauty?”
The Gunner blushed in humiliation at that comment, and an idea entered his mind. “All right.”
Kade seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if considering the quick response suspicious, but he was soon leaning over the Gunner’s body. When the Gunner felt Kade’s chapped lips he bore his teeth and sank them into the soft skin. A muffled cry came from Kade, and it only encouraged the Gunner to bite harder until blood spilled into his mouth. The man managed to yank himself away, and in fury he tangled his fingers in the Gunner’s hair, pulling so hard on the strands that it felt as if it would all rip off.
“Apologize this instant you whore!” Kade snarled, giving another cruel yank.
“The only thing I regret is not getting the chance to chew off your tongue!” the Gunner spat.
“So that’s how you want it then?!” Kade yelled, repositioning himself behind the Gunner’s buttocks. “You want it rough?! Then you’ll get it rough!”
The Gunner’s mouth opened in a silent scream as Kade violently thrust forward. The Gunner had known pain, but all of life’s cruel lessons had never prepared him for this. The tearing agony made his mind scream at him to beg for mercy, but he was stubborn and unwilling to degrade himself in that manner. He couldn’t, however, keep back tears, which trickled through the blindfold and down his damp and flushed face. Instead, he gritted his teeth and fought to relax his body, emitting pained grunts with every vicious thrust of Kade’s hips. He was being ripped apart inside.
“Hm, some military man you are,” Kade taunted. “Can’t even hold back tears. It’s obvious you weren’t trained well.” He leaned in closer, tracing his lips over the Gunner’s ear. “ I bet your eyes look lovely shining with tears. You have beautiful emerald eyes. I can’t wait to take you without the blindfold. Would you cry again for me then? Perhaps, even sob a bit?”
“Sadistic son of...ah!” the Gunner wailed.
Kade’s hand had ensnared his half erect penis, squeezing the velvety flesh to the point of mixed pain and pleasure. The abuse only seemed to make him harder, an unwanted side effect due to the aphrodisiac.
“Seems as if you like it rough,” Kade laughed. “Aw, no retort? I suppose I should reward you for keeping your trap shut for once.” The man changed the angle of his fierce thrusts, causing the Gunner to jerk and gasp. “Good. I found it.”
Pin pricks of pleasure rippled through the Gunner despite the searing agony in his rear. He didn’t want pleasure, and he let out a sigh of relief when he felt a rush of heat flooding inside his passage. Kade gave one final, savage pump of his hips and stilled, letting out a low groan, panting heavily against the nape of the Gunner’s neck. The torment was over for now, or so the Gunner thought.
“That was wonderful,” Kade murmured, placing a damp kiss on the Gunner’s cheek, smearing it with droplets of blood. “It’s a shame that I have to share you.” He laughed at the sight of the Gunner cringing from being raw. “I suppose it’s also a shame that you won’t be getting a break. There are six other crewmen who are waiting to try you out. It’s going to hurt like hell for you. I can’t deny that.”
The Gunner shuddered at the thought. He barely survived this horrible encounter. How would he handle six others? Sweat dribbled down his brow at the sound of a door sliding open and approaching footsteps. He was about to find out the answer to his question.
TBC
Author: Anemone Frost
Email: Weepingwillow987@aol.com
Pairing: Gunner/Various OCs
Rating: NC-17
Summary: 2/? The beginning of torment....
Feedback: Yes, please.
Warnings: Slash, rape, angst, language
Archive: Ask first.
Disclaimer: I do not own Sniper 470.
The Gunner clen his his fists and took in a deep breath, waiting for a painful blow. Instead, the bed shifted once more from the vanishing weight of Kade. There was a clang of metal and the bed dipped once more. Something sticky smeared over the Gunner’s lips, and he opened his lips to speak but as he did so, more of the viscous substance streamed in, hitting the back of his throat. The Gunner gagged spa spat up what he could of the bitter liquid, though he couldn’t keep a copious portion from being swallowed. Nausea spread in his stomach.
“What did you pour in my mouth?!” the Gunner spat, bucking wildly on the mattress.
“A very potent aphrodisiac,” Kade snickered. “We’ll see how long you resist me now. You’ll be painfully hard, leaking that sweet seed of yours, writhing sensually against that bed, begging for my touch. You’ll be begging me to fuck that pretty arse of yours.”
“You son of a bitch!” the Gunner yelled. “You fucking son of a bitch!”
“Such a mouth you have,” Kade chuckled. “If it were anyone else I would have beaten them senseless by now, but I don’t want to bruise that lovely face of yours. Well, not yet anyways. If you talk like that to any of the others, you might get a fist to your nose or even to your stomach. You don’t want that do you? Don’t you want to be a good a little whore for me? For all of us?”
“Fuck you,” the Gunner grumbled, shifting uncomfortably.
“No, my lovely whore, you’re the one that’s going to get fucked,” Kade laughed cruelly.
The liquid was starting to take effect. An intense heat was pooling in the Gunner’s groin, causing an unbearable ache in his hardening shaft. The Gunner could feel his cheeks reddening from humiliation. He was losing control of his body.
“Oh, look at that,” Kade chuckled. “You’re hardening just like I said you would. You’re nothing but a cheap whore. Beg me to touch you, whore. Beg me to pleasure you.”
“No!” the Gunner snarled.
“Why so apprehensive?” Kade muttered. “Ah. I bet you’ve never been touched by a man before. Well, you’ll get used to it, soon enough. It’s really no different from a woman’s touch, with a few exceptions of course.” He slid down the bed until his face was level with the Gunner’s cock, blowing gently over the turgid flesh, causing the other man to shudder. “I really wish you wouldn’t resist so much. I’m telling the truth when I say I don’t want to harm you. I’d much rather hear that lovely voice of yours screaming in pleasure instead of pain.”
A strangled cry came from the Gunner as a mouth enveloped his stiff penis and nimble fingers toyed with his balls. The wet suction was driving him mad with fury and disgust, yet he also found himself squirming in lust. It had been so long since his last intimate contact and that had been with his fiancee Dierdra before he was shipped off to his post.
She had begged him not to take the sniper position, and now he regretted not listening to her. He should have stayed in Scotland when he had the chance. There were plenty of other positions available in the military, though none of the salaries compared to that of a sniper. He should have just married Dierdra and settled down in a nice small house to raise a family. He should have forgotten about the silly dreams of becoming rich. Now the Gunner was certain he would never marry, never have a home of his own, never have children, and never have a normal life.
His train of thought was interrupted as Kade’s hand cruelly pinched one of his nipples, making him gasp in a mixture of pleasure and pain. The new sensation seemed to make him swell even harder, and it shamed him.
‘No,’ the Gunner’s mind reasoned. ‘This isn’t my fault. The bastard drugged me! He drugged me!’
The warm mouth left his cock, and a tongue slid up his belly and chest until it reached his nipple. The Gunner suppressed a whimper as pert lips wrapped around the hardening bud, suckling gently before worrying it with sharp teeth. Kade’s hand had encompassed his cock, tugging softly on the velvety flesh and brushing a thumb over the sensitive crown, which made the Gunner jolt in agonized pleasure. He gritted his teeth, struggling at the wrist and ankle restraints, attempting to find any weakness that he could break through.
“Come now,” Kade murmured. “Don’t fight it. A long time must have passed since you last felt pleasure like this. A sniper’s quarters aren’t ideal for relieving yourself. I know that all too well.”
“Shut up,” the Gunner grumbled, “and stop touching me! It’s disgusting!”
“Hm, judging from the response of your body, I’d say otherwise,” Kade snickered.
The hand left his body, and he heard a low popping sound of something being opened. An overpowering scent of roses filled the room.
“Now, I’m going to turn you onto your side,” Kade instructed. “Try to be a good boy. Don’t struggle or you’re going to make this worse for yourself.”
A gasp came from the Gunner as his left arm and leg were thrust into the air by an invisible force and then roughly spun around onto his right side. The metal restraints clicked together, leaving his legs bound on top of each other and his arms positioned uncomfortably by his face.
“Lovely device isn’t it?” Kade chuckled. “I can control those cuffs with a simple press of a tiny button on my wristwatch. It’s a nice way to keep prisoners in check. Each of the crew has one too. A friend named Alexander made them. Quite the inventor and mechanic. You might end up meeting him, but I’m getting ahead of myself once again. There are other matters to tend to right now.”
The Gunner’s heart pounded furiously with panic as the tattered remains of his boxers were shoved down below his knees, and warm air grazed over his exposed buttocks. Cruel fingers painfully pried apart his cheeks, nails biting into his skin. He tensed when the tip of a slick finger pressed to the opening of his body.
“My advice to you is to relax,” Kade murmured, “but there’s going to be pain no matter what.”
A hiss of pain came from the Gunner as the finger pushed inside his body, creating a slight stinging sensation that turned to raw burning as Kade forced in another digit, leaving no chance for the Gunner to grow accustomed to the invasion. He writhed in misery, trying to pull away from the fin tha that were mercilessly prying him open, but to no avail.
“God you feel so tight,” Kade mumbled, leaning down to nibble on the Gunner’s ear. “You’re going to be a great fuck.”
“Bastard!” the Gunner grunted in pain.
Three fingers were now imbedded within his body, scissoring the tight passage. He squirmed relentlessly, hissing in agony, fighting to hold back tears that were beginning to prickle in his eyes. He wouldn’t cry in front of this man. He wouldn’t show weakness. He had to keep hold of some shred of dignity, since so much had been taken from him all ready. Most of all, he had to do it to keep sane. However, his pain threshold was going to be put through hell, and even he wasn’t certain how much he could take before snapping.
The digits slipped out, making the Gunner groan in discomfort, and he tensed once again when something hard and wet nudged at his entrance. His teeth clenched uncomfortably together as Kade nuzzled and nipped at his neck.
“If you give me a kiss, I might go easier on you,” Kade muttered. “Might even go slowly and give you time to adjust. What do you say, little beauty?”
The Gunner blushed in humiliation at that comment, and an idea entered his mind. “All right.”
Kade seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if considering the quick response suspicious, but he was soon leaning over the Gunner’s body. When the Gunner felt Kade’s chapped lips he bore his teeth and sank them into the soft skin. A muffled cry came from Kade, and it only encouraged the Gunner to bite harder until blood spilled into his mouth. The man managed to yank himself away, and in fury he tangled his fingers in the Gunner’s hair, pulling so hard on the strands that it felt as if it would all rip off.
“Apologize this instant you whore!” Kade snarled, giving another cruel yank.
“The only thing I regret is not getting the chance to chew off your tongue!” the Gunner spat.
“So that’s how you want it then?!” Kade yelled, repositioning himself behind the Gunner’s buttocks. “You want it rough?! Then you’ll get it rough!”
The Gunner’s mouth opened in a silent scream as Kade violently thrust forward. The Gunner had known pain, but all of life’s cruel lessons had never prepared him for this. The tearing agony made his mind scream at him to beg for mercy, but he was stubborn and unwilling to degrade himself in that manner. He couldn’t, however, keep back tears, which trickled through the blindfold and down his damp and flushed face. Instead, he gritted his teeth and fought to relax his body, emitting pained grunts with every vicious thrust of Kade’s hips. He was being ripped apart inside.
“Hm, some military man you are,” Kade taunted. “Can’t even hold back tears. It’s obvious you weren’t trained well.” He leaned in closer, tracing his lips over the Gunner’s ear. “ I bet your eyes look lovely shining with tears. You have beautiful emerald eyes. I can’t wait to take you without the blindfold. Would you cry again for me then? Perhaps, even sob a bit?”
“Sadistic son of...ah!” the Gunner wailed.
Kade’s hand had ensnared his half erect penis, squeezing the velvety flesh to the point of mixed pain and pleasure. The abuse only seemed to make him harder, an unwanted side effect due to the aphrodisiac.
“Seems as if you like it rough,” Kade laughed. “Aw, no retort? I suppose I should reward you for keeping your trap shut for once.” The man changed the angle of his fierce thrusts, causing the Gunner to jerk and gasp. “Good. I found it.”
Pin pricks of pleasure rippled through the Gunner despite the searing agony in his rear. He didn’t want pleasure, and he let out a sigh of relief when he felt a rush of heat flooding inside his passage. Kade gave one final, savage pump of his hips and stilled, letting out a low groan, panting heavily against the nape of the Gunner’s neck. The torment was over for now, or so the Gunner thought.
“That was wonderful,” Kade murmured, placing a damp kiss on the Gunner’s cheek, smearing it with droplets of blood. “It’s a shame that I have to share you.” He laughed at the sight of the Gunner cringing from being raw. “I suppose it’s also a shame that you won’t be getting a break. There are six other crewmen who are waiting to try you out. It’s going to hurt like hell for you. I can’t deny that.”
The Gunner shuddered at the thought. He barely survived this horrible encounter. How would he handle six others? Sweat dribbled down his brow at the sound of a door sliding open and approaching footsteps. He was about to find out the answer to his question.
TBC