Submission

Chapter One

Only bad things happen here:

This place was deafeningly silent. Unnaturally cold and dark. Void of anything good. A sudden frustrated growl broke the quiet atmosphere, echoing off the metal walls.

He struggled against the restraints holding him down as he tried to get a feel for his surroundings. For some reason his vision was limited. A shiver ran through his body as the dampness seemed to seep into his skin. Searching his memory, he was desperate to figure out how he got here but found nothing that would help. He shifted some to see if he could possibly get to his belt but paused when he realized his clothes were missing. Pushing upwards, he felt a thin cold sheet covering him where it counted but that didn't make him feel much better.

Panic started to set in and he tugged even more at the bindings in a desperate attempt to get free. His arms were held behind his head which made it difficult to get any leverage. He heard movement in the room and froze. Heavy steps came closer and he shivered even more. His breathing picked up and he could hear his blood pumping faster in his ears. He grit his teeth in an attempt to calm down but it didn't help. There was a soft chuckle and he felt two fingers slide up the back of his arm. His entire body went rigid as he tried to jerk his arm away.

"Relax, Robin..." The familiar voice had a sultry tone to it causing him to gasp, "I would hate it if you hurt yourself." Robin's mind reeled not wanting to acknowledging what was happening but there was no denying who was standing over him.

"S...Slade?" His realization resulted in another sinister laugh as the older man continued to run the back of his fingers up and down his arm causing him to squirm even more. "Stop that." Slade narrowed his gaze, gleefully enjoying the reaction.

"I'm so glad you remembered me. It's been so long after all."

"Not long enough, what do you want?" Robin attempted to calm down even as Slade's touch moved from his arm to his neck as though he was checking his pulse. He lightly traced the muscles as his hand moved across his collar bone and further down his torso at an obnoxiously slow pace. Robin's breathing hitched as his finger tips ran down his stomach and past his naval. He finally stopped at the edge of the sheet.

"Don't worry...you'll find out soon enough," There was a hint of amusement in his tone that caused Robin to gulp nervously. He shook his head back and forth slightly to confirm his sight was being hindered by a blindfold. It made him more uneasy knowing Slade could see him but he had no idea where he was or what he was doing. "I really do wonder where the time has gone. You certainly have filled out nicely while I was away." His statement made Robin feel ill but he wasn't wrong, it had been almost two years now since the time they teamed up to prevent the end of the world. A lot had happened since then and Robin had definitely gained some much needed muscle and grown several inches taller. "I had expected your skills to have improved as well but then it was so easy capturing you."

Robin suddenly recalled some of what happened earlier that night and he sneered in response.

'You still play dirty as always,' Robin spatted.

"If defeating you in a mere fight was my goal I would have just left you and been on my way. But you never could figure out my plans. Still so predictable."

"Then what is the point? You want me to be your apprentice again? Not likely."

"Oh I am sure we both can agree you're not the most cooperative person for that. No I have something else planned for you." This back and forth was starting to get on Robin's last nerve. There was no way for him to figure out what Slade had planned since he didn't have nearly enough information for that. Was he holding him hostage in order to get his friends to do his dirty work for him? It would never work. Slade would never do anything as extreme as kill him and his team knew he could handle anything else Slade threw at him. "So tell me Robin...," he realized Slade had moved without him realizing it. "Since you practically grew up during my absents I am curious if you've had any sexual relationships with anyone? Or are you still all work and no play?"

"What?!"

"Did we not understand the question? I really do hate repeating myself."

"Why would you want to know something like that?" Robin shuttered when he felt Slade remove the sheet suddenly leaving him exposed. He could feel him looking his naked form over and he trembled as he started to realized Slade's plan. The older man let out an annoyed huff.

"I'm waiting. It's a simple yes or no question." There was no joking in his tone as always confirming he was very serious. Robin tried to shift his hips but there was no use.

"N...nnnoo."

"Really? Well I must say I'm glad to hear that."

"S..Slade listen..," he gulped as his throat felt dry all of the sudden, "I know that the Titans, that I've gotten in your way in the past and the whole thing with Raven was complicated but..." Robin was cut off by Slade's malicious laughter.

"The fact that you already know what I intend to do proves how much we think alike. Which means you should already know you're not going to talk me out of anything?" Again Robin felt Slade's touch but now his hands were on his legs, forcing them apart. He felt him adjusting the restraints on order to gain more access.

"It doesn't even make sense." Robin's tone revealed how uneasy he was becoming.

"Oh but it does. I have come at you with the same strategy every time only to now realize it will never work. You will never be what I want you to be, never reach your full potential as an apprentice or ally. It's too late for that. You're far too stubborn. And trying to fight or threaten your friends will never be what breaks you." He now felt Slade's ungloved hands on his hips as he leaned closer to his face. "No, it has to be something that all those years of training could never prepare you for."

"Y..you can't be serious."

"Oh I am Robin but you shouldn't be too worried. When I am done with you I believe you will be much more submissive and you might end up wanting more." His statement sent a chill up his spine. Suddenly his entire body shifted into an awkward position as he was pulled further towards the edge of the table. He left out a gasp and tried to fight against the movement. "This works better if you don't resist. If you prefer it rough I have no problem accommodating you but since it is your first time I was going to be gentle for a change."

"I don't need your charity!" Robin struggled even more now trying to kick the larger man off him. He finally made contact with solid muscle but it didn't seem to effect the situation at all. The restraints holding his legs only tightened again to the point he couldn't move. He let out a growl as he tried to buck loose.

"You're just going to wear yourself out." He hated how calm Slade was while he desperately tried not to panic.

"Stop pretending to care. Let me go!" He fought even more against the straps and Slade just watched him waiting till he had no fight left. When he finally gave up he heard another chuckle over the sound of his own heavy breathing.

"Are you finished yet?" Robin let out another growl as he realized Slade found his determination amusing.

"You...you can't do this!" His anger quickly turned back to panic and fear. He had an idea what Slade was about to do to him but he wasn't entirely sure. Plus the fact that Slade was actually enjoying tormenting him didn't help. He felt Slade dangerously close to his face again, his hands starting to wonder. He started to tremble under his weight, unable to stop this time.

"This is going to happen Robin and I plan to take my time." It was then that he realized his first instinct about this place was true:

only bad things happen here.