Stockholm Syndrome

Hi guys. This is based on the ongoing RP between IAmtheHiei and myself. I play Starscream (and the Decepticons), and she plays Bumblebee (and the Autobots). This is getting grouped with the movie category, as Sam and Mikaela are mentioned, but does have G1 influences.

Incase you didn't get it from the summary, this is a HUMANIZED Transformers fic.

WARNING: This story contains a rape scene (more dub-con than non-con), violence, and the forced use of drugs. If any of these things bother you, please do not read.

Also, this story follows the theory that Optimus and Megatron are brothers.

Chapter 1: In which the first incident occurs

"Look to the stars
Let hope burn in your eyes
And we'll love and we'll hate and we'll die
All to no avail, all to no avail"
-Muse


Bumblebee woke up slowly, groggy, yet aware of his surroundings. His body felt sore and bruised and he sighed as his eyes adjusted to the low light, allowing him to see that he was still in the same cell. He still clearly remembered what had transpired; Prime had sent him on a mission of the highest importance. He had been sneaking through the Decepticon base when suddenly he had been ambushed by Starscream. "Why did it have to be Starscream?" He groaned to himself, cursing as sharp pains shot through him every time he tried to move. He sat up and pushed himself back against the wall, staring blankly at the other side of the cell.

Starscream smirked to himself as he strode down the hallway; his debriefing with Megatron had gone well. The tyrant was pleased that one of Prime's men had been captured, pleased enough that Starscream had managed to escape a beating, and pleased enough that the air commander had even been given a couple of days off, or rather, he had to FEED the prisoner and THEN have the day off. Though, he smirked to himself, he rarely actually FED the Autobot. It rather amused him to mess with the boy's sense of time displacement. Starscream was on his way down to the cell that the Autobot had been placed in to await interrogation. He stepped into the hallway that contained the prisoner and waited for his eyes to adjust to the low lighting before he made his way over to the cell, scanning it to see the young scout sitting up, finally awake. He grinned. "Hello Autobot."

Bumblebee scowled up at the Decepticon lieutenant who stood over him, refusing to give the Seeker any other form of acknowledgement. Optimus had warned him that the day would come that he might be captured by the Decepticon’s, and he had warned him that Starscream might be the one to interrogate him. Bumblebee had prayed to Primus that that wouldn't happen. Unfortunately, his prayers weren't answered. Bumblebee tried his best not to show any signs of fear toward the Seeker. He knew that doing so would just please him, though he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out his stubborn act; not catering to the Seeker's ego meant not getting fed.

Starscream smirked at the kid, eyeing him up and down. He hadn't actually taken a close look at his prisoner before, he looked to be late teens, perhaps 18 or 19, he wagered. 'They're recruiting them younger each time. Maybe because they keep dying,' He thought, shaking his head in amusement. "Why Autobot, not going to greet me? That's rather rude. After all, you're a guest of ours." He was annoyed that the little Autobot refused to speak, it was more fun when they talked back. "I brought you a present." Starscream pulled out a bottle of water from the bag he had taken down with him, and tossed it through the bars to land at the kid's feet.

Bumblebee stared at the water, his eyes widening as he suddenly realized just how thirsty he was. He wondered how long he had been here now. It had been at least a couple of solar cycles. For the most part, Starscream just came down to taunt him and tell him about which Autobots he had gunned down that solar cycle. Though Bumblebee had no idea how many solar cycles he'd been here. Sometimes it seemed like the Seeker came a few times every couple of joors, and sometimes he didn't come at all. It was all a little game Starscream played to try and break Bumblebee down. Though it hadn't worked too well yet. That was when his stomach started growling rather loudly. He knew Starscream was SUPPOSED to be feeding him. He had done that maybe two times total. He shakily reached for the water and took it, staring up at the Decepticon skeptically and opening the bottle. Bumblebee sniffed the water a little, as though seeing if it was poisoned, and then, when satisfied, he proceeded to down the entire bottle. He must not have drunk for a while, because the water tasted absolutely wonderful to him and drinking it filled him with a sense of refreshment that he felt he hadn't had in a very long time.

Starscream watched as the kid drank from the bottle like he had never had a drink in his young life. The entire thing drained in nanoclicks! With an amused smile the second-in-command leant against the wall and waited. There was no need to let the boy know that there was a sedative in the water. A trace amount of one, designed by the Decepticon's top scientists to calm the recipient and to keep them from fighting their captors. But it still left them with a clear enough mind. They DID need to be able to answer questions after all. Starscream made eye contact with the blond boy. "If you're good and you answer my questions, I may give you some food," He promised with a sneer, enjoying very much the state of anxiety and desperation the boy was in.

Bumblebee stared up at Starscream ravenously, wiping his mouth with his sleeve after finishing the bottle, barely registering the drug that was starting to kick in. "How long have I been here?" He practically blurted out, his eyes widening in a drugged hysteria.

"You've been here for approximately 6 solar cycles. Your friends are probably missing you," Starscream sneered at the wild look on the Autobots face, "Or maybe they've forgotten you by now." He figured that by now, the drug would be taking effect and he pushed off the wall, stalking over to the cell door and pulling the key out of his pocket. He quickly unlocked the door and slid inside, locking it once he was in and tucking the key away. Starscream looked over at the kid. "Now you're going to lie on your stomach so I can put these on you." He held up his hand, showing the cuffs dangling from them.

'6 solar cycles', Bumblebee thought to himself as a wave of relaxation hit him, ‘That's not so bad I guess.' His pupils had dilated so much that they were practically covering the soft blue of his irises as the drug took over. He complied and turned over onto his stomach, letting out a soft groan as he felt all of the muscles in his body relax at once. He felt like he was floating and he wasn't afraid anymore. He spoke softly, "They haven't forgotten yet..."

Starscream grinned when the boy did as he was ordered. He was a genius! His drug worked perfectly now! Although, when he and the other scientists had been working on it originally, they had gone through several Autobot captives before perfecting it. It was such a waste. Some had died too quickly, others more slowly and painfully, unable to answer even the simplest questions through the pain. Megatron had punished him for those failures. Pushing the memories away, he roughly grabbed the Autobot's arms, forcing them behind the boy's back and securing them with the cuffs. He smirked at the drugged up Autobot and sighed, figuring he ought to get a move on. The drug would only stay in effect for a short time; just long enough to transport the captive and get through a couple questions before they would panic; at least that's how it was DESIGNED to work. He pulled the boy to his feet. "Come. I'm taking you to another room. One more suited for interrogation."

"Alright," Bumblebee said in a compliant whisper as he was clumsily pulled to his feet. He looked up at Starscream and smiled childishly as they walked, completely unaware of what was happening. He hummed happily to himself and nodded his head from side to side as Starscream pulled him along to a different room.

Starscream loosened his grip on the boy's arms a little; clearly he was in no condition to go anywhere. He pushed the kid along the corridors of the Nemesis, passed the curious gazes of the other Decepticons. He stopped outside a room and swiped his keycard against the panel to open the door and pushed the boy into the room, walls covered in the dried blood of past prisoners, and over to the table in the middle of the space. He unlocked the cuffs and pushed against the kid's shoulders to lie him down. Starscream took the Autobot's hands, laid them parallel to his head, and used the leather cuffs to bind him to the table.

Bumblebee stared up at Starscream trustingly and compliantly lay down on the table. He put his hands over his head, completely oblivious to the blood coating the walls of the room, or to what was about to happen to him.

Starscream perched on the table next to the boy's hip and placed a hand on either side of the Autobot's chest. His ponytail hung over his shoulder and brushed against the boy's chest. He made eye contact with the blonde and smirked. "Let's start with a couple of easy questions. What is your name and rank, Autobrat?"

Bumblebee smiled up at Starscream and answered pleasantly, "Bumblebee, scout."

"And 6 solar cycles ago, when you were captured, what was the purpose of your mission? What were your orders?" Starscream was amused by the way the Autobot kept smiling at him, in a few minutes the kid wouldn't be smiling at all. He wondered how the boy would react when the state of the room was taken in.

Bumblebee kept smiling brightly, "I was sent to infiltrate your base and steal your plans and plant a virus in your main computer." Bumblebee blinked a little as he suddenly felt less secure and the world started to sink in. Not completely though. Still, he was starting to come down. His eyes darted around the room in confusion.
Starscream smirked. He could see that the kid was fighting the last effects of the drug. The blue eyes flicking around like he was trying to focus. His hand shot out and gripped the boy's chin forcing the Autobot to look up at him. "Bumblebee, how important are you to Prime?"

Bumblebee swallowed hard, the drug was wearing off, still though, there was enough left in his system to make him answer the question. His pupils slowly returned to their normal size and he could start to smell the sickly sweet metallic scent of the blood that coated the room. Still, he focused entirely on Starscream, trying not to panic. He let out a low whisper, "He is my creator..." When the scout realized what he'd just said, his eyes widened in panic. His mind cleared up in an instant and he let out a small cry of shock.

Starscream's mouth dropped oven for a split second before he let out an insane burst of laughter that echoed around the room. He gripped the boy's hair and tilted his head back, his eyes roving over the boy's body once more. Starscream smirked and pressed his face against the Autobot's neck inhaling the boy's scent. The kid smelt delicious, like honey; which Starscream found incredibly ironic, considering the boy's name. He cackled again. "I cannot believe that I have Prime's creation strapped to my table. Tell me Bum-ble-bee, have you heard the tales of what happens to captured Autobots?"

Bumblebee squirmed in Starscream’s grip, trying to move away from the demented seeker, and nodded solemnly, trembling at the sound of the Decepticon’s laughter. He knew that there was absolutely no hope for himself. He closed his eyes, willing himself to concentrate on something else, anything else, just to take him away from this awful place and to get whatever was going to be done to him over with quickly.

"I believe that on account of your position, I may have to change my methods for you. You must be SO important to your Creator. Tell me boy, to what lengths would he be willing to go to get you back?" Starscream released Bumblebee's hair and slid off the table, brushing imaginary dirt off of his leather pants. He walked over to one of the storage units as he waited for an answer, and opened it pulling out a switchblade and a remote. Starscream grinned to himself and pressed a button on the remote, and in the corner of the room a little red light flicked on. He turned back to the Autobot, and, picking up the knife, he strode back to the kid's side.

Bumblebee opened his eyes and watched Starscream nervously, keeping his eyes on the knife in the Decepticon's hands. "I...I don't honestly know....you'd have to negotiate that with him....I...I don't know." He didn't know what else to say, as he'd never been in this kind of situation before. He just hoped that Starscream would accept his answer.

Starscream frowned at the answer. "Like I'm going to fragging believe that? If you're Prime's creation then you'd have some idea of what he'd do! He's always going on about freedom and peace and slag like that. Don't lie to me boy." He pressed the button and the blade flicked open and pressed it against Bumblebee's neck. "Come now, would Prime risk a full blown attack on the base to get you back?"

Bumblebee blinked at the Seeker a few times, "I'm sorry! I thought you meant what he would be willing to give in exchange for me! Yes, he would be willing to attack your base to get me back. Don't..." Bumblebee squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the cold sharp steel of the blade against his neck. His body tensed up and he tried to turn away.

Starscream pressed his lips together and frowned. The kid wasn't much fun, he was answering questions way too easily to make it exciting. He wondered how much Megatron knew about Bumblebee. He certainly didn't care about his brother, although he did keep a close eye on Prime's movements through Soundwave. It was possible that the third knew about Prime's creation and had told Megatron, but it wasn't likely. He was sure Megatron would have said something when Starscream had shown him a holo-image of the boy. The thrill of playing with Bumblebee was worth pushing his leader's buttons. Any resulting attack from Prime had the added bonus of Megatron possibly getting killed.

Bumblebee looked up at Starscream after a couple moments of silence and saw him frowning. He wondered if he did something wrong. It looked more like Starscream was deep in thought though. Bumblebee didn't want to say anything for fear that Starscream's attention might be turned back to him.

He decided. Frag Megatron's reaction. Frag the beating his was sure to get. Taking Bumblebee would be worth every second of suffering later. Starscream grinned and quirked an eyebrow at the camera in the corner, casually putting the knife down to shrug out of his leather jacket. His blood red shirt tight across his muscles as he shrugged his shoulders. Picking up the knife again he bought it back to the kid's neck, tracing down his adam's apple. His other hand fisted the shirt Bumblebee was wearing and he began to slice it open. He leant back down over him to whisper in the boy's ear. "Well baby Bot, let me ask you another question. Have you ever had sex before?"

Bumblebee squeezed his eyes shut again as the Seeker traced his neck with the knife. He began to panic as he felt his shirt being sliced open and his eyes flew open wide as Starscream whispered into his ear. He gasped audibly and stared up at the Decepticon, trembling with fear underneath of him. "N...no..." He whimpered, now sure of the fate that Starscream had in store for him.

Starscream smirked. "No? No I've never had sex or no, please don't?" He stalked back over to the storage unit and bent over, rummaging about inside. The Decepticon gave a cry of triumph as he found what he was looking for and, gathering the items, he walked back to the table and placed them at the end, out of reach of the Autobot's unbound feet.

Bumblebee swallowed a lump in his throat and whispered, "Both." He nervously watched as Starscream placed the items out of his field of vision at the end of the table.

Starscream straightened and stared at the scout. "Hmm, are the Autobots blind? I'm surprised no one has gotten to you yet." He grinned and moved towards the boy's head, stroking a finger down his pale face. Starscream roughly gripped Bumblebee's chin once more, but this time he leant over and kissed him. Squeezing the Autobot's jaw, he forced the boy to open his mouth as the Decepticon thrust his tongue inside.

Bumblebee stared up at the Seeker who leaned over him. "Optimus is very protective of me, no one would dare try anything," He practically squeaked as Starscream stroked his face. The scout barely had time to react as the Decepticon grabbed his chin and kissed him rather roughly. Surprised at the softness of the Seeker's lips, Bumblebee began to relax a little when suddenly his jaw was squeezed forcefully and the Decepticon's tongue pushed its way into his mouth. The Autobot let out a strangled groan.

Starscream let out a muffled laugh at the groan and pulled away, sitting down once more on the bench. "They wouldn't dare? Prime must have made some serious threats if the Autobots are intimidated by him." He grinned and trailed a hand over Bumblebee's plump lips. "It's a pity for you that no one has had you. But it makes it so much.. better, for me." He licked his lips, staring down at the scout hungrily.

Bumblebee's eyes widened significantly in fear, "Please, Starscream, no!" He couldn't imagine what it would be like to be taken by a Decepticon, especially not by THAT Decepticon. "Please, you know if Prime found out, you'd be offlined permanently! Plus, what if Megatron found out? Starscream, if you do this, you'll be signing your own death warrant!" He pleaded to the Decepticon, trying to appeal to his sense of self-preservation, or at the very least, his ego.

Starscream paused. It was true that Prime would make it his life's mission to offline the Seeker, but it was Megatron's unknown reaction that scared him. The Decepticon leader could react any number of ways, all of which were guaranteed to end in pain. But the power of taking Prime's creation; being the first to touch him, was intoxicating. 'Frag it.' He thought. 'It's worth the risk.' Starscream looked down at the boy. "Tch. Do you think that will frighten me enough to let you go?" He ran a couple fingers through the boy's hair.

Bumblebee looked away, not wanting to be touched at all by the Decepticon, "I didn't think it would." He sighed in defeat. His feet weren't tied down, yet. But there was only so much kicking he could do before Starscream tied those down too, and then what? Bumblebee's options were running out.

Starscream hissed, his eyes narrowing at the Autobot. "Good... Now, no one has ever touched you before, have they? So if I do this.." He reached down and ran his hand over the boy's chest, circling his thumb around one of the boy's nipples. "No one has ever dared do that to you."

Bumblebee closed his eyes tightly as the Seeker touched him, slowly and gently at first, causing his nipple to harden reflexively. He felt a sudden rush of warmth fill him and shook his head slowly, "No, Starscream," He said, almost ashamedly as he realized he was blushing.

Starscream grinned at the blush that spread across the Autobot's cheeks. It was delightful to see, so he brought his other hand up to join the first and began to play with both nipples. He hummed to himself, very much enjoying the kid's reactions. He glanced over at the pile of items at the end of the bench thoughtfully, wondering what to play with next and quirked an eyebrow in amusement at the clamps lying at the bottom of the pile. Starscream looked back at the Autobot with a grin and pinched one of his nipples hard.

Bumblebee let in a deep intake of air as Starscream continued to pinch his now rather sensitive nipples. His mind raced as he toyed with the possibility of trying to kick the lieutenant square in the jaw. He put together various possibilities in his mind before settling on one in particular. He relaxed his body against the table and stared up at the Seeker while cocking his head to the side curiously and biting his lower lip.

Starscream pinched the kid's nipples a few more times before letting them go, watching as the boy's skin turned a bright pink with a satisfied grin. The Autobot was very pretty, flushed as he was, staring up at the second in command. Starscream leant down and kissed Bumblebee again before breaking away. He reached over the Autobot's legs for the nipple clamps. It would have been easier to walk over to them, but he quite liked where he was seated.

Bumblebee let out a low keening sound as Starscream pinched him a few more times, lulling the Seeker into a false sense of security. He kissed the Decepticon back, eagerly showing him false affection. Then, as Starscream bent over to reach for something, Bumblebee brought both of his legs back to his chest and rammed his boots right into the Seeker's face. Knowing he'd only have a slight opportunity, he started screaming at the top of his lungs, "MEGATRON! SOUNDWAVE! HELP ME, PLEASE! MEGATRON!" He stared up at the camera as he continued to scream, desperately hoping that Megatron knew about him.

Starscream let out a screech as the boy kicked him. He fell backwards onto the floor with his hands cradling his face, eyes closed tightly against the pain. Starscream was pretty sure that his nose was broken. The crunch when the Autobot kicked him and the blood now flowing freely confirmed that. He pinched his nose with his right hand and used his left to force himself into a sitting position. Starscream spat blood onto the floor before opening his eyes to glare at Bumblebee. "There's no point yelling, brat. This room is located next to my quarters, and they're pretty damn isolated. The only ones who come down here are TC and Warp, and they're not likely to help you." He stood and walked over to the cabinet to get a cloth out and clean his face. "And that camera is not connected to the main security system. It's my private one."

Bumblebee fell silent, wondering if either of the other two Seekers had heard the commotion and if they would be coming in to assist Starscream. He stuttered a little, "W...well...Soundwave doesn't trust you, r..right? He's probably watching you right now and reporting your actions to Megatron. You know how he likes to suck up." Bumblebee felt nauseous, he didn't even want to think about what the Decepticon planned to do with him now.

Starscream grimaced as he gripped his nose and moved it back into place, wincing at the crunching sound it made. He ignored the Autobot for a moment, letting him think about how bad of a situation he'd be in if the rest of Starscream's trine joined him. He strode over to the small basin and mirror in the corner and wet the cloth, beginning to wipe off the rest of the blood. The bruising and probable black eyes would ruin his fantastic looks for quite some time, he thought. But worse injuries had been inflicted at Megatron's hands and he'd survived. Eventually he turned back to the kid strapped to the table. "Soundwave would turn me over to Megatron in an instant. But I write encryptions to protect my files from his prying eyes that change every day. They're millions of lines long. It would take him hours to break through, even if he managed to find them." He laughed. "But it doesn't matter, he's not going to find out, he's away from the Nemesis on a mission."

Bumblebee blinked a few times, "I thought Soundwave was psychic or something. Plus, doesn't he have those nosey cassettes of his?" Bumblebee knew that he was just buying himself time, but the more time he could buy, the more time he could have to formulate some plan of escape.

"That doesn't mean slag if he's not here to listen in now does it? And those annoying pitspawn of his are out on missions of their own. In fact, I believe that Ravage is infiltrating the Ark. He should be there right now, planting viruses into Teletraan, maybe some explosives. Who knows what sick things Soundwave has him doing." Starscream pushed off from the wall he was leaning against. "But enough of that. The little stunt you pulled wasn't smart, brat. First I'm gonna make sure you can't kick me again. An oversight, but one I will correct." He strode over to the bound Autobot and, wary more kicking, he grabbed the boy's right leg and bound it to the table before moving to the other side to strap down the other, so that the Autobot's legs were spread.

Bumblebee swallowed nervously as his legs were tied down. He suddenly felt very exposed. Though on the inside he did rather pride himself on breaking Starscream's nose, and he made a mental note to tell just about everyone about it if he ever made it out alive. He squirmed against his bindings, but to no avail. The scout stared up at Starscream helplessly.
Starscream looked over the length of Bumblebee's body; the boy looked quite delicious spread out over the table. And now he was beginning to look rather nervous. The Seeker glanced over at the pile of toys and other devices that had placed by the scout's feet and shrugged. They could wait 'til later. He'd planned on something different for the Autobot, but maybe a little old fashioned pain would work right now. Besides, he wanted a little payback for his broken nose. Turning from the pile, he picked up his knife again and advanced on the kid. "Let's see how long it takes you to scream." Starscream looked down at Bumblebee with a sadistic smirk and slowly trailed the tip of the blade across the boy's chest before pressing harder and cutting a shallow line across the Autobot's right pectoral.

Bumblebee felt a surge of adrenaline kick in as Starscream quickly advanced on him with the knife. He gritted his teeth, barely feeling the shallow cut that was made across his chest. It didn't take much effort for him to not scream. Plus, having been trained as a scout, Optimus had made sure that he'd received plenty of training for resisting torture. If Starscream wanted him to cry out, he was going to have to work for it.

Starscream watched the boy carefully for any sign of pain and when he saw none, he knew he'd have to change tactics. Screams weren't really necessary, but fear... fear would be much better. He grinned at Bumblebee and moved the knife down, beginning to slice at the boy's pants. It would be much better when they weren't in the way and there would be more untouched flesh to play with. He made quick work of the pants, tugging them off the Autobot leaving him in his underwear. Starscream grinned and brought the knife back down, alternating between shallow and deep cuts; steadily making his way down the boy's body.

Keeping calm, Bumblebee maintained steady eye contact with the Decepticon, despite breathing slightly heavier due to the fact that the nerves all over his body were screaming at him. Still, he made no visible signs of discomfort. Starscream had already humiliated and terrified him today; and he already knew what was coming to him later; so he felt that he had nothing to be truly afraid of at the moment.

Starscream pouted. Lesser Autobots had broken down long before the knife had ever even touched their skin, but those were just grunts. Prime's creation would be conditioned for torture, he guessed. The Decepticon eyed the smooth thighs and contemplated slicing deep; creating a mess of the pretty skin as he traced his free hand lightly over firm muscles. He could cut long lines down there, creating horrible scars or... he grinned. That was much better. The Autobot would get free eventually; Prime would come or Megatron would find out and take Bumblebee away. But if Starscream left the little Bot with a reminder of his time in the Nemesis, it would haunt him forever. With a wicked grin he began to carve the Decepticon insignia into the Autobot's unmarred thigh, working slowly, and making sure to carve it nice and deep.

Bumblebee hissed as he felt Starscream's knife cutting into his flesh. His nerves felt like they were on fire. He felt something wet begin to trickle down his thigh and realized that it was blood, and a pretty good amount of it. He began to squirm against Starscream's hands, his thigh muscles twitching reflexively against the Seeker's painful touch.

Starscream kept his hand steady as he carved the Decepticon symbol, after all he wanted it to look good and it would never fade completely. His other hand gripped the boy's thigh firmly, trying to minimize the scout's squirming as much as possible. He put the knife down and paused to admire his work once it was done. With a smirk he stood and loosened the strap holding the Autobot's left leg down. He pushed it so that the boy's knee was bent and he could see what had been done. "What do you think?"

Bumblebee's eyes widened significantly and he began to shake his head slowly, getting faster and faster. He felt his spark beginning to pulse heavily in his chest. "No!" He screamed, "No, you can't do that to me!" He started breathing frantically; feeling like his chest was going to explode. He began thrashing about in his bindings, trying to break free so he could attack Starscream any way he could. "How could you do that to me?! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME! YOU CAN'T!" He practically shrieked at the Decepticon who stood smirking before him.

Starscream watched as the Autobot began thrashing about and narrowed his eyes. He'd wanted a reaction and he got one, a very satisfying one. But with the kid thrashing around so much, he wouldn't be able to get near him. Starscream stepped away and over to yet another cabinet. It contained a lot of experimental drugs, and he had a quick search before he found one that would suit his needs. He strode back over to Bumblebee and pulled the cap off the needle. He grabbed the boy's arm and held it as still as he could while he injected the drug into him. It would take the fight out of the boy, making him sluggish, limbs heavy. After all Starscream didn't want the Autobot to hurt himself, he wanted to hurt him. As he injected the drug, Starscream smirked and knelt close, whispering into the boy's ear, "Just remember, Autobrat, the only reason you're still alive is because I let you be. So be a good boy."

Bumblebee bared his teeth at the Seeker and screeched at him; trying his best to loosen his restraints and claw the Decepticon's eyes out. He kept fighting until he felt a sharp stinging sensation in his arm. Next thing he knew, warmth spread throughout his entire body and he found it difficult to think. His head fell back on the table below him and he stared up at the ceiling in a rather numb state. He almost felt like sleeping, but found that he couldn't as the Decepticon's words repeated over and over in his mind. His eyelids drooped until his eyes were only slits and his breathing became slow and heavy, almost like he was asleep.

Starscream looked down at the now calm Autobot. "There now," He said, stroking a finger down Bumblebee's cheek. Starscream tapped his index finger underneath the boy's right eye to see if he'd open them more. "That's better. I don't want you to hurt yourself trying to escape." He smirked and undid the straps holding the Autobot's feet to the table. Starscream ran his hand down Bumblebee's side to rest on his hips, and he pushed on them, urging the boy to move them. He looked down at the kid, back touching the table, hips twisted to the side, one leg over the other so that his bottom was exposed. It was a delicious position.

Bumblebee reflexively opened his eyes as Starscream tapped at them, his pupils had dilated to practically the size of saucers. He let out a soft groan in response to the Seeker's touch. He tiredly moved to the side and rested his right leg on his left one. His entire body was completely relaxed, so much so that his face had a ridiculous, drugged smirk on it.

Starscream grinned at the dazed look on Bumblebee's face as he rested his hand on the Autobot's hip and hooked a finger under the elastic of the boy's underwear. His eyes wandered over the kid's body before focusing on his rear as he tugged down the underwear, exposing the Autobot's smooth butt cheeks. "You were very bad before, kicking me and trying to get out of these bindings. I'll have to punish you for that." Starscream brought his hand down with a hard 'whack' to spank the young blond.
Bumblebee felt a slight tickling sensation on his hip and heard someone talking that sounded very far away. Then he felt something smack him, it didn't necessarily hurt. In fact, he found that the stinging sensation felt rather good. Another wave of warmth rushed through him and his face went flush, he went out in a light sweat and his spark pulsed much faster than before. Still though, his muscles felt completely relaxed. He groaned as he felt several sensations running through his body at once.

Starscream grinned at the groan that the Autobot let out. He wasn't aiming to hurt Bumblebee this time; the kid was too drugged to notice. And Starscream wasn't sure exactly how the Autobrat was being effected or how much he was feeling. This drug seemed to work differently with each person they used it on. What he DID know, however, was that THIS one would last a hell of a lot longer than the last one. He raised his hand and delivered a series of firm smacks, varying the placement aiming to make as much of the boy's buttocks as red as possible. As he watched the Autobot's cheeks redden, Starscream wished he had the boy over his lap; it would be much more fun. For him.

Bumblebee felt more of the stinging sensations; this time in rapid succession. He let out a soft cry of pleasure as the sensations washed over him. His body felt insanely warm now; his bright blonde hair sticking to his face. But it felt so good to him that he didn't want it to end. He began panting in response to the heat that washed over him, and stared up at Starscream with a hungry look in his eyes.

Starscream looked down, raising an eyebrow at the blond Autobot who was all flushed and crying out in pleasure. The Decepticon smirked and smoothed his palm over the reddened cheeks, beginning to rub them softly to ease the stinging. He knew that the Autobrat had been trained for torture, but it was no longer about that. Besides, in the long run, enjoying Starscream's touch would torture him much more than physical pain ever could. With a mad grin, Starscream focused again on the boy, softly rubbing the red cheeks before pausing. He looked down into the soft blue eyes and traced his index finger down the crack in the Autobot's firm buttocks.

Bumblebee let out a soft sigh as he felt Starscream rubbing his backside gently. He'd hardly realized that he was starting to become turned on by the whole ordeal. In the back of his mind, he knew what was going on and his subconscious was screaming at him to fight it and to resist the Decepticon. But he was so far gone at the moment that he didn't care what was happening. He didn't care if Starscream was an Autobot or a Decepticon, or that he was being forced into this unwillingly. It felt good to him at the moment and that was all that he cared about. His hips twitched involuntarily as the Seeker's finger started tracing its way down between his buttocks. He groaned. He wanted to say something but all that came out was incoherent mumbling. He stared back up into Starscream's harsh red eyes.

Starscream smirked at the Autobot's reaction. He ran his finger down the crease once more, pressing harder. He watched Bumblebee, flushed and twitching, and paused to hear what the boy was saying. He shrugged when he couldn't make out anything and ran his hand over the scout's firm buttocks one last time before giving them a final pat. The colour having faded from bright red to a pale pink. He pushed on Bumblebee's hip to get him to lie back down and grinned at the front of the Autobot's underwear, where a bulge was beginning to form.

Bumblebee let out a sudden squeak as Starscream pressed his finger against his backside even harder. He finally managed to collect at least a few of his thoughts and form a word or two, "Starscream....please...." He panted out in drug fueled ecstasy. His hips twitched even more as the Seeker pulled his leg back over so that he was once again lying spread-eagle on the table. He groaned as he let his legs slide down off the sides of the table and dangle, making himself look even more appetizing to the Decepticon lieutenant.

Starscream chuckled as the Autobot spoke; the blond boy relaxing as he was turned back over. He stopped touching the boy and stood back, throwing a grin over his shoulder at the corner camera. He looked the Autobot over, Bumblebee was turned on and lying spread eagled on the table. The Decepticon symbol that was carved into his thigh had stopped bleeding and was an angry red. It was an arousing sight and Starscream could feel himself growing hard. He leered at Bumblebee as he adjusted himself. "Please what, Autobot?"

Bumblebee cocked his head at the Decepticon standing over him, his own mind screaming at him to stop. "Take...me...please..., Starscream...!" he pleaded, his voice wavering urgently as he said the Decepticon's name.

Starscream barely resisted the urge to cackle long and hard. Prime's precious creation was begging to be taken by the Decepticon's second in command. Life could not get any sweeter. He leant down, fisting a hand in Bumblebee's blond hair and tilting his head back. He pressed a hard kiss to the Autobot's mouth. "Not yet." Starscream grinned and moved down, pressing kisses along the boy's jaw and then down his neck. As he did so, he took the time to pause and bite down, sucking hard to bruise the Autobot's skin. And he continued to make more marks as he made his way down Bumblebee's chest.

Bumblebee hungrily accepted the Seeker's kiss, feeling a rush of pleasure as he felt his hair being grabbed and his head forced back. He moaned into the Seeker's mouth and panted as they parted while Starscream began kissing down toward his neck. He cried out the Decepticon's name as he felt Starscream bite down on his neck and suck on it. His body twitched and he let out gasps of air while the Decepticon continued down toward his chest.

Starscream smiled around his mouthful of flesh every time the Autobrat made a noise. It really was a boost to the ego when your enemy called out your name in pleasure, even if the enemy was drugged at the time. The Decepticon brought one of his hands up, rubbing along Bumblebee's chest until he found the boy's nipple and he began to play with it; and, just so the other one didn't feel left out, he moved over to it and began to suck.

By now, Bumblebee was well aware of the fact that he was completely turned on by Starscream's actions. He felt a large wave of pleasure hit him like a truck and he groaned rather loudly. The Autobot squirmed in his bindings as Starscream rubbed one of his nipples and sucked on the other. His hips twitched rhythmically as he stared, wide-eyed and innocently, at his Decepticon captor.

Starscream eyed the way the scout's hips were moving and the growing bulge in his underwear and decided to show the boy a bit of mercy. He let go of Bumblebee's nipples and slid one hand down the scout's body to cup his erection, which he began to rub and squeeze firmly. Starscream tugged on the Autobot's hair once more before letting go. The underwear that Bumblebee was still wearing was extremely annoying and two hands would make it much easier to remove them.

Bumblebee gasped loudly as he suddenly felt one of Starscream's hands sliding down and rubbing in-between his legs. He arched his back and thrust his hips against the Seeker's hand, becoming even more turned on at the brand new sensations that were washing over him. His spark was pulsing and his body was squirming against the table as he pleaded with his eyes at the Decepticon.

Starscream's pants were becoming rather uncomfortable at that point; the reactions of the captive Autobot were completely turning him on. Not that he'd let the blond know that. He hooked his hands under the band on the boy's underpants and began to tug them off, pausing for Bumblebee to lift his hips before sliding them free. With the Autobot's erection free, Starscream was able to get a better grip on it and he made eye contact with Bumblebee as he began to stroke him.

Bumblebee lifted his legs back onto the table sluggishly to allow Starscream to remove his offending underpants. He felt the Seeker's eyes on him and returned the eye contact, feeling another wave of pleasure as Starscream began to stroke him. He let out a loud, guttural moan and shivered with pleasure at the feeling of the Seeker's warm hands on his now hardened member.

Starscream grinned at the moan that the Autobot let out, and squeezed a little harder. His own erection straining in his pants, the Decepticon decided that it was time to move on. He let go of the Autobot's cock and grabbed the hem of his shirt, stripping it off. Starscream, for good measure, also popped the button on his pants. He smirked once more at Bumblebee and gathered the various forgotten paraphernalia on the table, carrying it back over to the cabinets and dumping it down. He opened a drawer and pulled out a fat tube, licking his lips as he thought about what he was about to do to Prime's precious little creation.

Bumblebee let out a gasp as he felt Starscream squeeze him harder and slid as far as he could down the table, pouting at the restraints that were still on his hands. His mind was racing as he watched Starscream walk over to the drawer to grab something. He closed his eyes and shivered as another wave of the drug ripped through him, making his mind even foggier.

Starscream walked back over to the straining Autobot and put the lube down on the table. He then peeled his own pants off and tossed them across the room. Starscream sat down on the edge of the table and picked up the lube, one hand returning to stroking the Autobot while the other popped the cap on the tube. With a smirk at the flushed Bumblebee, the Decepticon let go of the boy's cock and poured the lube into his hand, coating his fingers in it and feeling in between the Autobot's cheeks for his puckered hole. When he found it, he pushed his finger inside of the boy with a wicked grin.

Bumblebee practically purred when the Seeker returned to stroking him, the sensation sending ripples of pleasure throughout his entire body. He rested his head back on the table and stared up at the ceiling as stars began exploding in front of his eyes and colours began swirling about. He closed his eyes so he could enjoy the hallucinations when he felt Starscream let go and the visions stopped. Suddenly, he felt something pushing up behind him and a sharp prick as Starscream’s finger entered him. He inhaled sharply and tensed up a bit, letting out a nervous yelp through his drug-induced haze.

Starscream moved his finger back and forth for a minute getting the Autobot used to the feeling before his positioned another finger there and pushed them both in. He didn't let Bumblebee grow used to the feeling as he began to thrust his fingers in and out, scissoring them in an attempt to stretch the puckered hole. Starscream grinned at the blond. "How does it feel, little Bot? Lying there with my fingers up your tight little ass?" He pinched the boy's nipple with his free hand as he moved his fingers inside of the Autobot, searching for his prostate.

Bumblebee relaxed a little with the Decepticon's finger inside of him, when suddenly he felt himself being stretched more and another finger was added. The scout could hardly catch his breath as Starscream worked him with his digits. He squirmed in the Seeker's grip and lifted his legs up against his chest to make himself more accessible to the Decepticon, "Ah...ah...it feels...good...ah...Starscream," He managed to gasp out while squeezing his eyes shut. The Autobot let out a cry as he felt Starscream hit something very sensitive inside of him, colours exploding in front of his eyes, his body spasmed and shuddered in response.

Starscream grinned at the Autobot's answer and, from the way his body jerked, the Decepticon knew he'd found the right spot. He continued to press against it with firm jabs before deciding to add another finger. Thrusting three fingers in, Starscream let go of Bumblebee's nipple and wrapped his hand around his own cock, groaning in relief from the pressure. He continued to finger the Autobot as he stroked himself, thrusting his hips shallowly before he almost slipped off the table. Starscream let his dick go and planted both feet on the ground in a second of panic. He'd had enough, it was slagging awkward to be perched on the edge of the table. He eased his fingers out of the Autobot's body and slid onto the table, holding Bumblebee's legs open and settling his body in between them.

Bumblebee's body continued to jerk uncontrollably as Starscream pressed against his prostate. He squeezed his eyes shut and cried out the Seeker's name as another finger was added. Suddenly, he felt Starscream's fingers slide out of him and opened his eyes, giving the Air Commander a dazed, curious look. As Starscream climbed up onto the table, Bumblebee gulped, still drugged enough to be excited for what was to come but slightly clear-headed enough to fear the pain that would surely accompany it. Bumblebee groaned and squirmed anxiously as the Seeker slid in between his legs.

Starscream knelt on the table and reached for the bottle of lube, popping open the tube and using it to slick himself. He moaned at the feeling. He placed his hands either side of the Autobot's torso and leant over him, ponytail sliding over his shoulder to swing back and forth over the kid's chest. "I'm going to fuck you now, Autobot." He made eye contact with the blond scout and smirked as he reached down and guided his cock to Bumblebee's entrance, pressing against it. "Wrap your legs around my waist." He ordered.
Bumblebee stared up at Starscream, returning eye contact with the Seeker; his breath almost getting caught in his throat. "Yes Starscream," He whispered, holding his breath and letting out a soft whimper as he felt the Decepticon pressing up against his rear. He lifted his legs up and wrapped them around the Seeker's waist tightly, tensing himself, fearing the pain even though the drug was still entirely in effect.

Starscream waited until the boy's legs were locked around him before easing forward, pushing the head of his cock in. It was thicker than his three fingers so he paused for a few seconds to let the scout get used to the feeling. Then he thrust his hips forward suddenly, pushing all of himself in at once, until he was pressed completely against the Autobot's buttocks. Starscream moaned at the tightness, his eyes screwed shut as he held himself still. Then he opened his eyes and grinned at the boy. "There, I bet you liked that, didn't you, Autobrat?"

Bumblebee squirmed and tensed as Starscream began pushing into him; he'd never experienced this before, so it felt like he was being torn apart. Once the head was in, the Autobot relaxed a little, staring up at the Seeker for some kind of reassurance. Suddenly, he felt the Decepticon ram the rest of the way into him and he let out a loud screech of pain. Once he was in, however, Bumblebee realized he rather enjoyed the heat that the Decepticon was radiating. He opened his eyes, panting and covered in a layer of sweat, hardly hearing what Starscream had said to him.

Starscream held still for a few seconds until he calmed himself. Then he began to thrust into the boy, hips snapping forward quickly to bury himself into the Autobot over and over again, not giving the scout enough time to grow used to the feeling. Starscream leant down and kissed Bumblebee roughly, tongue exploring the inside of the boy's mouth before he pulled back, biting at the soft lips. Starscream could feel his spark pulsing and he was breathing harder. "Having fun kid?" He asked the scout between a series of hard thrusts all aiming to hit the Autobot's prostate.

Bumblebee let out repeated cries with each thrust that the Seeker delivered, all hitting their intended mark and making the boy's body spasm uncontrollably. He jolted over and over, only being held down by the bindings around his wrist, and writhed underneath the Decepticon. Bumblebee could hardly catch his breath as stars exploded in front of his eyes and he moaned Starscream's name desperately.

Starscream slowed his pace, thrusting with less force, stopping just short of hitting the Autobot's prostate each time. He watched the boy's face for a minute before leaning down next to his ear. He took hold of the earlobe between his teeth, biting down gently, but enough to get Bumblebee's attention. Letting go, Starscream spoke to the boy. "If I undo your arms are you going to behave?" He asked, still thrusting lazily into the Autobot.

Bumblebee's cries quieted to loud moans and pants as the Seeker ceased ramming into his prostate. He felt a rush of arousal as the nerves on his earlobe were stimulated by the Decepticon's teeth and gasped rather loudly. He nodded enthusiastically as he heard the Seeker address him, "Yes Starscream," He promised in response.

"Good boy." Starscream stopped thrusting and eased himself out of the Autobot to give himself room to move. He leant up and over the blond scout to reach for the straps holding him down and began to undo them. When he had the first hand free he began working on the second one and grinned when the boy could move his arms again. Starscream sat back stretching his legs out and cocked his head at the scout, motioning for the boy to straddle his lap. "Come here."

Bumblebee sighed in relief when he could move his hands again and sat up, wringing his wrists out. He crawled over to the Seeker eagerly on all fours and climbed onto his lap, wrapping his legs around Starscream's waist and his arms around the Seeker's shoulders and finding that he was rather enticed by the Decepticon's warm body. He pressed his face into Starscream's neck and nuzzled it fondly, letting out soft purrs.

Starscream was very surprised that the Autobot complied with his order so quickly and even more surprised with how eager he seemed. He felt the boy nuzzle his neck and smirked. Reaching one arm back to brace himself, Starscream used his free hand to guide himself back into the boy's body, snapping his hips up and pressing all the way in. He then reached up to unwrap the scout's arms from around his shoulders so he could lie back down. Starscream stroked over the Autobot's thighs before reaching up to rest on the boy's hips. He raised an eyebrow at the blond. "Are you going to move?"

Bumblebee's mind was still cloudy, so the warmth radiating from the Decepticon's body felt like a blanket to him and he liked it; a lot. He let out a soft cry as he felt Starscream enter him once more and relaxed against the Seekers warm body. He frowned and pouted though, as he felt Starscream prying his arms from around him but complied with the Decepticon's request, getting on his knees, moving his hips and beginning to ride the air commander. He made eye contact with Starscream as he pushed himself all the way back down onto him, letting out a pleasure-filled scream at the sudden rush of endorphins that flowed through him.

Starscream relaxed on the table as Bumblebee began to move, hands gripping the boy's hips lightly, letting him control the speed and pace for a while. He stared back at the scout, maintaining eye contact as he let his right hand slid over and down the boy's firm stomach to wrap around his erection. Starscream began to stroke the blond riding him, matching the pace he set.

Bumblebee found himself panting quite heavily in response to Starscream's touch. He quickened his pace as he felt his spark pounding and his body beginning to overheat again, causing sweat to drip down from his hair. He bent over the Seeker, momentarily sliding off of him, and began to kiss him hungrily; clawing at the older man's shoulders and chest, with a rather hysterical look in his eyes.

Starscream's eyes widened for a split second as the Autobot began kissing him wildly, scratching at his torso, before he pulled his hand out from between their bodies and used it to capture one of the blond's wrists. He used the opportunity to wrap his other arm around the boy's body and flip them over, so that the Autobot was once again on his back. Starscream wasted no time thrusting into the boy once his legs were wrapped around his waist. Starscream began fucking him hard and fast, one arm braced next to the boy's head and the other going back to its place on Bumblebee's dick to stroke him.

Bumblebee let out an almost feral cry as he was flipped onto his back and penetrated once more by the Decepticon air commander. He let out several screams as the Seeker pounded into him mercilessly, never letting up. Still, he found himself liking it despite that one part in his mind that screamed at him to fight back. He eventually calmed himself and submitted, going back from screaming to moaning and staring up at Starscream with a needy look in his eyes as the Decepticon fucked him into submission and stroked him.

Starscream buried his face in Bumblebee's neck, biting and sucking on it, leaving more bruises as he keep up the fast-paced fucking. He was breathing hard, gasping for breath in between bites and he could tell he wouldn't last a whole lot longer. He angled his hips and made sure that he brushed the scout's prostate with every thrust, hand tightening a little on the Autobot's erection. Starscream grinned into the blond's neck listening to the sounds the boy was making.

Bumblebee wrapped his free hand around Starscream's back as the Seeker pushed his face into the Autobot's neck. He gasped and moaned, as he felt the Decepticon biting at his neck and pulled himself against his enemy's body. Bumblebee let out a sharp cry with each thrust, feeling a sharp wave of pleasure as the Decepticon fucked him. He felt something swelling up inside of him, like he was going to explode. "Starscream...I...something's happening...Starscream!" he cried out, squeezing his eyes shut.

Starscream grinned as the boy wrapped his arm around him, and he let out a short bark of laughter at the scout's words. He pulled back so he could look the Autobot in the eyes. "Have you ever even jerked off before?" He asked, each word followed by a thrust into the boy. Starscream waited for an answer, trying hard to keep himself under control until the blond had orgasmed.

Bumblebee gave the Decepticon a look, "Yes...I mean...it's different....it's...inside of...ah...my ass....Starscream!" He all but screamed as he felt his anal muscles tightening around the Seeker and what felt like an explosion of warmth from deep inside of him. His body spasmed and convulsed and he came hard all over Starscream's hand and stomach. He squeezed his eyes shut, crying out the Seeker's name and milking his orgasm to the very end.

Starscream had been about to reply when the Autobot screamed his name in ecstasy and came hard, his smaller body trembling. Bumblebee's anal muscles tightened around him, making him gasp in pleasure. He plowed into the boy a few more times, making sure he was finished before pulling out and shoving himself into the Autobot's warm mouth. Starscream gripped the blonde's hair tightly, pushing himself as far down into Bumblebee's throat as he could while shuddering in pleasure. He let out a few loud grunts before squeezing his eyes shut and coating the young scout's throat in his warm seed. Warmth spread through his entire body as he continued to thrust into the blond, drawing it out as long as he could until the feeling slowly faded. Starscream pumped his own erection a few more times, and lazily slowed his thrusting before he pulled out of the boy's mouth, smirking at him in a self-satisfied way.

Bumblebee gagged as the Seeker shoved himself into his mouth, cumming hard down his throat. It seemed to go on forever as he swallowed the Decepticon's salty liquid before he was pulled off of Starscream, gasping. His body relaxed as the combination of his orgasm and the drug completely took over and his mind drifted off, His eyes rolled back and he fell back onto the table with a heavy thud and a groan, falling into a heavy recharge.

Starscream heaved himself off the Autobot and slid off the table, not bothering to sit on it but preferring to lean against it and observe the young blond. He grinned to himself as he studied his handiwork. Bumblebee was a mess, flushed and sweaty, bruises forming all over his neck and chest and even his hips and thighs. One thigh was covered in dry flaking blood and some fresh blood seeping from the symbol in his leg, which had obviously reopened from rubbing against his waist. Starscream grinned. Skywarp and TC would need to be told about this. The Seeker glanced one more time at the Autobot out cold on the table before turning and heading over to the cabinet where the remote was placed. He picked it up and turned off the video, ending the recording. He looked about the room spotting the various objects he'd left lying around, and he went to collect them. Starscream took them back to the cabinet and put them in, taking out some clothes for the kid to wear when he woke up. He locked the cabinets, tossed the clothes on the table and walked over to the sink, cleaning himself off. Once he'd redressed Starscream went to the camera and ejected the tape, tucking it into his pocket. He made his way out of the room, not pausing to look back at the Autobot as he locked the door behind him.

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IAmtheHiei has drawn several of the Transformers as humans. They're posted on her devart account.

http :// iamthehiei.deviantart. com/ obviously you need to remove the spaces.

I admire and like her versions, but I must say, they differ drastically from what I imagine them to look like. If only I could draw well enough to show how I see them :)