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Category:
1 through F › Covenant, The
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
3,225
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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I do not own The Covenant or it's characters
Chapter 5
I'm so mean to Tyler in this chapter. Sorry, Baby Boy.
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Chapter 5
Tyler was awoken from a slight doze by a bucket of freezing water thrown on his face. He spluttered angrily as Chase laughed at him.
“Couldn’t have you sleeping what’s left of the night away, now could I?” he said arrogantly, dropping the bucket and walking towards him.
“Fuck you.”
“No, fuck you. Or at least, that’s the plan in the end.” Tyler paled. “But first, let’s play.” He lifted a hand and suddenly Tyler was filled with the worst pain imaginable. It felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of white-hot knives and having his insides burned from the inside. He screamed and Chase laughed.
Reid burst into awareness inside his head and began to ‘yell’ profanities at the sadistic freak controlling his body, mind clouded with rage. It only served to make Chase even more amused, knowing how bad this was hurting Reid to watch and be unable to stop.
He held the spell for a long time, probably about half an hour to an hour. Maybe even two hours. Chase didn’t really know or care. He had two days to do whatever he wanted, until he had to go meet the last two sons. He dropped it and Tyler slumped against the pole he was hanging from, panting and sobbing quietly. Even Reid stop making noise, afraid that anything he did would make Chase hurt Tyler worse, but Chase could feel his hosts anguish at what was happening.
“Hmmm, maybe I should leave something a little more permanent.” He made a motion with his hand and suddenly a deep gash appeared across Tyler’s chest. Tyler gasped, and Chase repeated the motion twice more. Blood ran down the younger boys chest as he hung panting and sobbing in pain. Chase could feel himself hardening at the sight.
He waved his hand and the ropes vanished, causing Tyler to fall with a grunt. Before he could do anything, he found himself restrained with magic, arms and face pressed against the cold floor.
'No!' came the panicked mental shout when Reid realized what was going to happen.
Chase laughed and at the pained groan that came from the boy on the ground. Chase pulled his pants down and knelt behind him, stroking his back and sides softly.
“Give in. Relax,” he said nastily, “It will hurt a lot less.” Tyler froze when he too realized what was going on.
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Once he was finished he released Tyler from the spell holding him in place, confident he would not try to escape. The boy collapsed to the ground and curled up in a ball, sobbing brokenly.
'Help me,' he thought, 'somebody. Reid, you have to fight him off. Please…'
“You belong to me now,” said Chase, kneeling next to him and stroking his hair.
'I’m going to fucking kill you, you fucking son of a bitch!'
“Come now, Reid. That kind of language is going to get you nowhere.” He flicked his hand and Tyler was back on the post, naked and covered in blood and traces of semen. Chase smiled and began the torture again.
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R&R
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Chapter 5
Tyler was awoken from a slight doze by a bucket of freezing water thrown on his face. He spluttered angrily as Chase laughed at him.
“Couldn’t have you sleeping what’s left of the night away, now could I?” he said arrogantly, dropping the bucket and walking towards him.
“Fuck you.”
“No, fuck you. Or at least, that’s the plan in the end.” Tyler paled. “But first, let’s play.” He lifted a hand and suddenly Tyler was filled with the worst pain imaginable. It felt like he was being stabbed by thousands of white-hot knives and having his insides burned from the inside. He screamed and Chase laughed.
Reid burst into awareness inside his head and began to ‘yell’ profanities at the sadistic freak controlling his body, mind clouded with rage. It only served to make Chase even more amused, knowing how bad this was hurting Reid to watch and be unable to stop.
He held the spell for a long time, probably about half an hour to an hour. Maybe even two hours. Chase didn’t really know or care. He had two days to do whatever he wanted, until he had to go meet the last two sons. He dropped it and Tyler slumped against the pole he was hanging from, panting and sobbing quietly. Even Reid stop making noise, afraid that anything he did would make Chase hurt Tyler worse, but Chase could feel his hosts anguish at what was happening.
“Hmmm, maybe I should leave something a little more permanent.” He made a motion with his hand and suddenly a deep gash appeared across Tyler’s chest. Tyler gasped, and Chase repeated the motion twice more. Blood ran down the younger boys chest as he hung panting and sobbing in pain. Chase could feel himself hardening at the sight.
He waved his hand and the ropes vanished, causing Tyler to fall with a grunt. Before he could do anything, he found himself restrained with magic, arms and face pressed against the cold floor.
'No!' came the panicked mental shout when Reid realized what was going to happen.
Chase laughed and at the pained groan that came from the boy on the ground. Chase pulled his pants down and knelt behind him, stroking his back and sides softly.
“Give in. Relax,” he said nastily, “It will hurt a lot less.” Tyler froze when he too realized what was going on.
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Once he was finished he released Tyler from the spell holding him in place, confident he would not try to escape. The boy collapsed to the ground and curled up in a ball, sobbing brokenly.
'Help me,' he thought, 'somebody. Reid, you have to fight him off. Please…'
“You belong to me now,” said Chase, kneeling next to him and stroking his hair.
'I’m going to fucking kill you, you fucking son of a bitch!'
“Come now, Reid. That kind of language is going to get you nowhere.” He flicked his hand and Tyler was back on the post, naked and covered in blood and traces of semen. Chase smiled and began the torture again.
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R&R