Ch. 1

-Bumblebee's POV-

I was so stupid for going out for a drive without my comlink. Again. Because now I had no way to ask for a Ground Bridge, and I managed to break a leg strut. So, with a heavy sigh I sat behind the large rock until Bulkhead or Arcee found me. The reason for my late-night drives was the result of the other Autobots calling me a sparkling, when I am a grown aft mech. Arcee could go on patrols by herself all the time, and I always had to have a sparkling-sitter. Optimus' reason why, was because safety in numbers. It really boiled my energon when Bulkhead called my big sparkling over the fact that I couldn't participate in a battle a few months back.

While I was in my own world I felt like something was watching me. Quickly I jumped onto my peds with my blasters ready. Standing in front of me was the last mech I wanted to see. Megatron. My optics looked him up and down with fear, but my spark wasn't feeling the same way as my processor was.

"Oh, turn those off before you hurt yourself." Megatron ordered, not caring about the fact I was aiming at him.

'Why should I, Decepticon?' I beeped warningly at him.

"Because, Autobot, I have come to make a deal with you. And you mustn't tell anyone if you want me to hold up my part of the deal." Megatron wanted to make a deal with me?

'Forget it Megatron, after everything you've done to me, I'd rather get dismantled.' I buzzed angrily before walking off.

Megatron caught up to me, and grabbed my servo. "I'll make it worth your while, Bumblebee." The way he said my name, I don't know, made my spark skipped a jolt.

Ha, okay this I should hear. I nodded. 'Okay, what's the deal?'

He pulls out a data pad, and hands it to me. "Read this in private when you return to base. After you read it, sign it, and then return here tomorrow night. I will have Knockout waiting for you."

I hesitantly take it, and when I went to question the tyrant he was gone. 'Okay?'

After sunrise came Bulkhead to my rescue. He handed me my comlink before giving me a stern lecture.

"What if a Decepticon took you?" He scolded me.

If only you knew. I said to myself. When we got back to base Optimus and Ratchet both scolded me for forgetting my comlink and not telling anyone where I was going. Bad thing was that the kids were there to hear everything.

'Optimus, I just went for a drive.' I crossed my arms defensively.

"Bee, they were just worried. We all were." Raf tried to assure me from his spot on the couch.

My wings moved up and down in thought. 'Thanks, Raf. I'm going to go to recharge now.'

"But you just got back, and we have energon to mine." Arcee gestured with her servo in front of her.

I waved her off with an exaggerated yawn. 'Maybe later.'

Heading to my room, I made sure to lock it once I made it inside. I hopped onto my berth with nervous feeling. Pulling out the datapad from my subspace, I turned it on. What was wrong with me, there was no way the Decepticon warlord would even take this contract serious. But he didn't attack me whatsoever.

Contract between Decepticon Megatron and Autobot Bumblebee

This contract will last until Autobot no longer wishes to participate. For every day Autobot obeys Decepticon, there will be no battle or physical scrimmage between factions for a month equivalent to number of days. Autobot will be bridged to Nemesis and remain aboard until Decepticon dismisses Autobot.

Rules for Autobot:

1.Address Decepticon as following: Master or Lord Megatron

2.Will have escort until Decepticon says otherwise

3.Do not tell Autobots or humans

4.Obey every order given by Decepticon

5.Keep comlink off while aboard Nemesis

6.Keep up appearance

7.Do not speak unless spoken to or given permission

If Autobot refuses order given by Decepticon, then Autobot will be punished as Decepticon sees fit.

Rules for Decepticon:

1.Address Autobot by designation

2.Punish only when needed

3.Care for Autobot's needs while Autobot is aboard the Nemesis

4.Will not attack Autobots number of months' equivalent to numbers of days Autobot obeys

5.Keep up appearance

6.Check up by Decepticon medic after Autobot leaves Nemesis

If Decepticon breaks rules, Autobot will get one free day off ship.

I, Megatron, agree to the terms of the contract

After I read the contract, I couldn't help but have the feeling of wanting to refuse. I know I should refuse and let the others know, but if I went through with, this then I could learn a lot about the Decepticons. I could tear the ship from the inside out. With a reassuring helm nod I signed my name in the blank spot underneath Megatron's name.

I, Bumblebee, agree to the terms of the contract

Now it was a matter of waiting until nightfall. After a good few hours each of going back and forth on backing out, I already went through with it and I wasn't about to give up on the opportunity to keep everyone safe. I put the datapad in my subspace before going back into main room. The kids were playing the racing game that I currently remained number one on.

"Bee, how was your nap?" Raf was the first to say anything to me.

'Nap? Oh, right my quick recharge. Uh yeah, it was good.' I chirped happily.

"It's time for a diagnostic check, come on Bumblebee." Ratchet grabbed my arm, and dragged me to his mock med bay.

I looked at him with confusion. 'I'm feeling fine Ratchet.'

"What's with the attitude this past week? And you've been leaving late at night without anyone knowing, and you've been going on less patrols." Ratchet rested his servos on his waist.

'I'm not having an attitude. I'm protesting over the fact that everyone gets to go on solo missions and patrols all the time, but me.' I chirped in annoyance.

He pointed to me, "And that's because you're still too young."

'That's a terrible reason! Cliffjumper was the same age as me, and he got solo patrols. None of you guys believe in me enough to let me do my job as a scout.' I shoved past him with my fists clenched in anger. 'I'm going for a drive.'

"Bee! Come back here!" I hear Ratchet shout my name several more times.

I stopped and turned to face the medic. 'Why should I listen to you? You're not my creator! Ever since I lost my voice, you all have grown way too protective because I'm still a sparkling in your optics! I'm a grown mech now, so quit treating me like a youngling.'

"Bumblebee, nobody is treating you like a youngling." Optimus tried to assure me.

'Oh really, then why do I have to come straight back after dropping off Raf? The others get to do whatever the slag they want. I haven't been on one scouting mission in four Earth months!' I waved my arms up and down with frustration.

"Ow, Bee your armor is hot." I heard Raf wince in pain.

For frag sake, I hate my Carrier programming. I gave him a sorrowful expression. 'Sorry Raf.'

I walked off just as Bulkhead grabbed my shoulder, and gasped at the pain. Quickly, I transformed just before Ratchet could ask why my armor was heated up. Once I made it outside, I drove through the endless desert to cool off. I was so frustrated with my team, that I lost track of time, and almost crashed into Knockout if he didn't honk at me. With a surprised buzz, I swerved passed him.

'You idiot! What if I didn't see you!?' I yelled at him after transforming.

Knockout just laughed at me as I finished my rant. "You would've damaged yourself. Did you bring the contract?"

I had completely forgotten about Megatron's visit this morning, but I nodded and pulled the datapad out of my subspace. 'What are you going to do to me?'

"Well take you to my leader, of course. Come along, can't keep the Master waiting." Knockout said before he took the data pad, and knocked me out.

When I onlined, I was in a strange dimly lit room. My legs were chained together and my servos were caught in stasis beams. My wings were pressed against my back, and put into wing cufflinks. I knew this was a trap, oh why did I trust Megatron, of all mechs. After all my systems onlined, I found out my comlink, weapons, and signature were shut off.

"You're online, I will inform Lord Megatron." I saw a Vehicon appear from a dark corner.

'Let me go!' I yelled as he left the room.

The Vehicon left, and when he returned he had Megatron walk in after him. I struggled against the restraints harder when Megatron walked closer to me. He ran a digit down my face and his other servo down my chest.

"So, innocent, so small, and all mine now." He whispers to me.

I whimpered with fear as Megatron snapped his digits, and I was flipped upside down. 'I…I thought you weren't going to hurt me?'

"Oh, I'm not going to hurt you. Just going to train you very, very well." Megatron ran his longest digit up my body. "Now why is your frame all hot?"

I shook my helm as he dug his digits in the side of my leg. 'Trained? Trained for what?'

"To be my pet, of course. You did read and sign the contract." Megatron said as he walked circles around me.

I was growing uncomfortable by how close my face was to his pelvic plating. I flinched when I felt his ghostly touch on my aft. 'H-hey, keep your servos off the goods. I had clients who respected me more than you.'

"Clients?" Megatron stopped pacing around me, and knelt in front of me.

Slag, why did I just say that? I looked away. 'Nothing. If you are going to torture me until I tell you the location of our base, you are wrong.'

"I do not wish to know." He ran a digit across my lips. "I only wish to know more about you."

'I doubt you even remember my name, or even know how I lost my voice.' I turned my face from him.

He chuckled darkly before pinching some wires in my rotary nub. I screamed in pain. "That's for being rude to me. And I do know your name, Bumblebee. I was in your mind for some time. And how could I forget crushing your voice?"

The door opened after we had a twenty-minute staring contest. Soundwave stood in the doorway, "Lord Megatron…. Assistance…. Bridge."

Megatron sighed with disappointment as he ran his digit along my neck. "I was hoping to break you into your new role a bit more, but that shall wait." He stepped back and gently touched my mouth guard. "Think of it as a punishment for being naughty."

I revved my engine at him, wanting to kick and punch him. Megatron thought it was amusing, because he laughed at me. 'I want out.'

"Not until my return." Megatron looked at the guards with an evil smirk. "No one is to see or talk to him unless I say so. Also, no energon until he learns to behave."

'What!?' I thrashed around as they nodded with the door closing behind them. Why didn't I just stay in my quarters? I squirmed around. 'Let me go!'

-Megatron's POV-

I had so many plans for the scout, all of which included him becoming my mate. Soundwave had managed to do a bit of digging, in the young mech's processor, and found out that he was of courting age. When Knockout had, the scout carried in, I could see innocence radiate off him. I couldn't wait to get to know him better, but in the mean time I had to deal with other Autobots.

"Optimus, what an… unexpected call." I looked at the terminal with my servos folded behind my back.

"One of my comrades has gone missing. You wouldn't happen to know, or be the reason for his disappearance?" Optimus probably had noticed that his scout hadn't returned since last night.

I grinded my denta in agitation. "I do not have any Autobots my ship, nor wish to have them."

"If I find out you've done something to Bumblebee-" I interrupted Optimus' threat with laughter.

"Oh Optimus, you and your pathetic, empty threats. However, I do believe Soundwave caught word that MECH is interested in Cybertronian biology again." I looked at Soundwave.

"Silas… Cybertronian… Yellow one… captured." Soundwave quickly pulled different files up.

"I will check your story out, but you better hope I don't find out you were lying." Optimus cut off.

I nodded with a grunt before looking at my TIC. "Make sure that our guest's friends are sent on a wild goose chase."

"As you command, Lord Megatron." Soundwave used a recording of Starscream as he bowed his helm.

I went to my quarters, and went straight for my private terminal. As quick as I possible could, I pulled up the live camera feed to watch my guest. If it wasn't for the fact that he was an Autobot, I would've claimed his spark sooner. He wasn't that bad looking either, the way his chest curved, his strong arms, and how naturally curvy his protoform looked. And though I've seen it in battle, seeing his aft up close made me very aroused. I haven't called anyone perfect since Ariel mated with Orion, but she was second best compared to Bumblebee. He was the definition of perfection.

I watched the scout swing forward, and then backwards until he gained enough momentum to swing himself right side up. This was intriguing to watch, so I continued to see how far he would go before giving up. Bumblebee waved his body around, which turned me on when I saw how naturally flexible he was.

"Oh, you will make a perfect mate." I chuckled to myself as I pressed a button on the keyboard, which activated a surge of four vibrations followed two light zaps to the wing. Bumblebee gasped in shock, and the squealed in shock. I pressed the button six times before his mouth guard slid open. "Interesting."

:Soundwave, find anything on Bumblebee and so called 'clients'.: I commed my loyal solider before going over to my berth to recharge.

I onlined, and saw that Soundwave had brought me my morning energon as well as a datapad. Grabbing the pad, and my energon, I made my way to the Autobot.

Designation: Bumblebee

Age: 246 Vorns

Faction: Autobot

Past Occupation: Pleasure Bot; Information deleted, recovered information

Past workplace: Fox's Den; Information deleted, recovered information

Creators: MIA

"Oh, you thought you could pull a fast one on me. I truly did catch a find." I told to myself as I let myself into the cell. "Hello Autobot, did you have a pleasant recharge?"

He didn't say anything as he continued to stare at the ceiling. 'I'm not going to give in so easily.'

I grinned as I went over to him, and explored his body. Bumblebee shivered as be purred his engine quietly, and then he remembered where he was and revved his engines. "Oh, but you were enjoying yourself so much. My little Pleasure Bot."

Bumblebee stopped, possibly going to make some threat, but he just looked away. 'H-how did you find out?'

"Soundwave. He has a knack of finding information for me." I stood behind Bumblebee, and slow slid both of my arms around his mid-section. He gasped and whimpered at the touch. "Oh no, it is okay. I'm not going to take you, yet. Just play with you."

'I don't want this. Firefox, stop it.' I stopped when I heard him. He was shaking violently, and his body was heating up. 'No, no, no I'm sorry.'

"Guards, go bring Knockout!" I ordered as I saw that Bumblebee's optics were closed. "Bumblebee, look at me."

He slowly looked at me with pure fear in his optics. 'M-Megatron.'

Knockout came in and scanned him. "His stress levels are off the charts, and his energon levels are lower than normal. Lord Megatron, may I ask as to what you did to him."

"I just told him that I found out he was a pleasure bot, and then he freaked out." I went to touch him, but Bumblebee flinched with a whimper.

"Well I did hear rumors that some club owners would train their bots with torture, forced interfacing, and discrimination by stripping them of their armor." Knockout informed me as Bumblebee turned his helm with shame.

'Please let me go, I don't want this.' The scout whispered.

"Thank you, Doctor. Have a Vehicon bring two cubes of energon to my quarters." I ordered as I removed the restraints, and held Bumblebee's shoulder. "You, stay right here while I retrieve something."

Knockout left and the scout backed into the corner to stay away from me. I rolled my optics as I clicked a small silver ring, and snapped it around his wrist. The bracelet changed to black, letting me know it was online. Bumblebee seemed to have calmed down a bit, but he did try to remove it.

"This is how you will be brought to my ship." I told him as we went down a hall.

Bumblebee must've snapped out of his fear, because he was trying to resist the magnetic pull of the bracelet. 'Let me go! Let me go, you Decepticon perv.'

"Perv? I have you know, Autobot, I have not done anything sexual to you. I am against nonconsensual interfacing." I grabbed his wrists, and pushed him up against the nearest wall. "Do you want me to take you, like all the others have taken you?"

He was oddly quiet. Did he want me to take him? No, of course not. Unless, unless he has never interfaced. "You never interfaced, have you?"

'Of course, I have! You'll just force me anyways, took my voice might as well take something else I have. That's what you Decepticons are good at.' He flailed around, trying to kick me.

"You, Autobots, are idiots. We will remain in my quarters. Tomorrow you will return to your friends, and not mention our contract to them." I lowered him back on the ground, but kept a firm grip on his arm.

'I hate you.' Bumblebee revved his engines weakly.

I chose to ignore him as we went down to my quarters. Bumblebee broke free from my hold, and ran to the other side of the room. He tried to activate his blasters, but he failed. I grabbed the cubes of energon, holding one out to him. He made no effort to move, a look of uncertainty radiated off him. His wings flicked and twitched with each step I took.

"Oh, calm down, neither have been tampered with. Just drink." I sat one cube on the desk next to him. "I am going to be in the showers, so feel free to explore my quarters. I already took the necessary precautions, and blocked any access to Decepticon plans as well as locking the door with a passcode."

'Why are you doing this? Was being in my processor not good enough for you!?' Bumblebee flared his wings as he stomped his ped. I chuckled at how sparkling like he was being. 'What is so funny?'

"Nothing, act how you wish with your team, but on my ship grown mechs will act as such. I will not tolerate your attitude." I said sternly before going into my private wash racks.

How to get him to trust me, courting him was out of the question. It'd be too suspicious. After I cleaned my armor, I began removing each piece slowly. As I did this process, I saw a pair of blue optics peeking from the door from. I chuckled as I pretended to not have seen him.

"Who's the perv now?" I finally called him out. Bumblebee buzzed with surprise. "If you didn't want to get caught, maybe you should just come join me."

'No, you'll do something to me!' He shouted with a few chirps.

Yeah, like clean you. So, evil. I rolled my optics as I finished up my shower, and walked out into my quarters as I put my chest piece back on. I looked around, and saw Bumblebee standing in his corner again. Ignoring him now, I went over to my terminal, and got busy doing work. I saw that he had at least finished his energon, which at least told me that he was trusting me a bit.

:Lord Megatron, I know you've given explicit orders to not bother you while you were in your quarters, but-: I growled, hinting for the Vehicon to hurry up. :Starscream is requesting your presence on the bridge.:

:Is he leaking energon?: I asked with agitation.

:Uh… no? No, Lord Megatron.:

:Has he found energon?:

:No Lord Megatron.:

:Does he have Optimus' spark on a silver platter?: I saw Bumblebee's reaction to that.

:N-No.:

I growled again. :Then the pathetic excuse of a Decepticon, can wait. Do not bother me again.:

:Yes Lord Megatron.:

'I don't like Starscream. He's like working with a Cyber-snake.' Bumblebee crossed his arms under his chest plates. He noticed me staring at him, but he chose to just glare back at me.

I looked him up and down. "I don't appreciate the venom in your words."

-Bumblebee's POV-

"Come here Bumblebee." Megatron signaled for me to come closer.

'Yes, Lord Megatron.' I beeped sheepishly as I took a couple nervous steps closer.

Megatron didn't even bother hiding the fact that he was optic raping me. "So, beautiful."

'Why me?' I chirped curiosity, and fear.

"Because I've seen how your so-called team treats you. It makes you angry that they don't trust you to leave the safety of the base by yourself. I'm simply giving you a temporary freedom, and I may have taken a liking in you." Megatron walked in and made a beeline for a Holo screen that was across the door.

The room was huge, there was a giant berth up against the left wall with two giant crystals hanging over the frame, desk with the Holo screen, and another Holo screen that was facing the berth. There was a single door that was closed, but you could see a faint white light peek from under the door. My only guess was that it was Megatron's personal wash rack. I didn't like that I was going to be forced to be in close quarters with Megatron.

'Take a liking to me? And so basically I go from an overprotective Prime to a tyrant who doesn't want his toy to get hurt.' I glared at him with an anger filled rev.

Megatron laughed at my little fit, "Toy huh? If that's what you see yourself as. And yes, a liking, you intrigue me Bumblebee. And I do remember our few past encounters, but if you do what I say when I say it you'll be fine."

'Why don't I feel assured by that?' I crossed my arms and looked away from Megatron.

"You're dirty, the wash rack is through that door. Clean yourself up, and you're free to use the wax." There was going to be a 'but' after the offer. "But I expect something in return for my kindness." And there was that 'but'.

I felt my wings move up with almost a flirty gesture. What the frag, stop it stupid wings. 'Like what?'

"You'll see as soon as you're clean." He chuckled darkly.

My spark started to heat up as I backed up through the door as it slid open. When it closed, I sighed heavily before inspecting myself in the giant mirror. My yellow paint was now turning dull and had so many scratches scattered throughout my body. The black stripes were now a dull gray, and it looked like it needed to be cleaned.

I went over to the wash rack, and turned on the hot water before stepping in. My wings flicked upwards at the feeling of water against them. I don't remember the last time I had a hot shower, it almost helped me forget about my current situation. Letting all my stress roll off me, and into the drain I looked down at my servos in thought. What did Megatron have planned?

I removed my armor with shaking servos. I looked in the mirror at my protoform, seeing all the hidden burns and scars from the femmes and mechs who paid for my attention.

After a grueling 3 groons, I put everything away, and put my now dry armor back on. When I looked at myself, I buzzed in shock. I couldn't remember the last time I looked so nice. I saw the buffer and can of wax staring at me. Slag it, I hate how right he is. Taking the two items, I made quick work on myself. My optics widened at how bright I was, I couldn't remember the last time I was this color. Now came the waxing, I was thankful for the fast-drying paint that took only minutes to dry rather than hours. Taking a cloth, I scooped wax onto it, and covered my armor piece by piece, and then evened it out. Once I was all painted and waxed I looked at myself in the mirror once more, and gasped at how different I was. You wouldn't think that I've been in a war for centuries.

I walked out of the room, and saw Megatron reclining on his berth. His servos propped his helm off the wall and his legs were crossed. Megatron looked me up and down, and spun a digit in a circle. It took me a second to realize that he wanted me to spin, so I did.

"I want you to look like this when you are in my ship, if you are dirty have someone bring you here, and correct it. Once it's fixed then you can come see me." Megatron instructed.

I nodded, 'Yes Lord Megatron. You said that if I were to use the wax, I had to give you something in return?' I hope it's nothing bad, oh please don't be anything bad.

"I want you to sit on my lap, and kiss me." He sat up straighter as my mouth opened in shock, luckily my mouth guard hid it.

A kiss? A fragging kiss!? I need to kiss a Decepticon!? Swallowing my pride, and not wanting to find out what would happen if I didn't, I walked over to Megatron, and straddled his waist. Megatron was grinning like a fool as we looked at each other in the optic.

"I'm waiting." He told me after I looked him over five minutes too long.

I slid back my mouth guard, and quickly kissed his lips. When I went to pull back Megatron's servos went up to my wings, and gently gripped them. My body shivered viciously at the strange feeling. I scrambled off the berth before closing my mouth guard shut.

'What was that for?' I dropped my wings with confusion.

"I'm the Decepticon leader, which means I can do what I want. Now what to do with you." Megatron moved to the edge of his berth, and the instant smirk on his face made me super nervous. "On your servos and knees, and crawl to me like an Astro-fox."

I grinded my denta in complete annoyance, but dropped to my knees and then my servos. He chuckled darkly as I crawled up to him. 'This is so embarrassing.'

"Oh, don't be embarrassed, you should be really thanking me. If I wanted to I could toss you to the Vehicons or torture you into submission." He grabbed my face with his sharp digits. "So, bright and full of curiosity. Shame you chose the Autobots, could've been very useful in the Decepticon ranks."

'If you think I'll defect, you're wrong.' I crawled away from him.

Again, Megatron chuckled, "I don't expect you to defect yet. I do however think that I should have some fun with you."

'F…fun?' I did not like the sound of that at all.

Megatron grabbed my arm, and led me to a small part of the wall. He lifted my arms above my helm in a crisscross style. My peds were only a few inches off the ground. I looked away in complete shame of the current situation I was in. A snap in front of me drew my attention, quickly looking up I see Megatron smiling at me.

"Tell me your thoughts, and do be honest." He rests an arm above my servos, and then his other servo rest on my midsection.

'You're really close, and I'm terrified. What are you going to do to me?' I squirmed around.

"I told you, I'm going to have fun with you. Until I say stop, you are to call me 'Master' and afterwards you thank me." He looked me in the optics with his bright red optics.

'Okay.' I answered, and saw the change in expression in Megatron's face which meant I didn't do what he said. 'I mean, yes Master.'

He chuckled as he gave my face light pats. The tyrant went over to the light controller, and dimmed every light but they crystal that hung next me. Megatron walked back to me, and ran his servos all over my body. I shivered at the sensation I was experiencing. This was wrong, very wrong, oh so very wrong. It didn't take long for my cooling fans kicked in.

"The face you're making tells me that you're enjoying this. Tell me Bumblebee, should I continue?" Megatron moved onto my personal sensitive spot on my wings.

I moved my helm to the sides to stop myself from doing or saying anything to encourage him further. 'No, stop it. I don't want this.'

"Oh, that's not what I wanted to hear." Megatron leaned next to my neck and licked my neck cables, this time I made a loud whine in pleasure. "Much better. Tell Master what you want, Bumblebee."

'No more. Mm, frag yes. Please keep going.' I realized what I just said and quickly tried to get free from his hold. 'No stop this, I don't want this.'

Megatron pressed our bodies together, and tapped a digit on my mouth guard. "Open up for me."

I whined in a strange mix of pain and something else. Without being told twice I opened my mouth guard and vented heavily. His lips came to mine, and Megatron rubbed my waist with his servos. I bit my glossa to stop the moan that was on the verge of coming out.

"Do you have something to say, Bumblebee?" Megatron asked me after pulling away from my lips.

I banged my helm against the wall to stop the moan. Megatron gently ran his digits across the bottom of my wings. With no more willpower to stop myself, I felt my wings shake violently as I moaned heavily. 'More please. Please more, Master.'

"You're doing so good, what do you want as a reward?" Megatron asked me as his glossa wrapped around my neck cables, causing my body to shiver again.

I couldn't think of words, but my entire body felt hot and my peds struggled to touch the ground. 'More master.'

"More touching?" He skimmed his digits across the front of my wings. I shook my helm. "Tell me then, what do you want?"

'Going to… going to overload.' I beeped and chirped as my body shook violently.

Megatron chuckled at me, that aft did this to me, and he's laughing. "So soon? But we didn't even get to the fun part. Count to ten backwards and then you can overload."

I whined as I was so close and the tyrant continued to play with my wings and neck. 'Ten… nine…mmm…eight…ooh… seven… s~six… five… frag… four… ~nnh… three... ooh please… two… one. One!' Without waiting any longer, I felt lubricant slide down my leg.

"Your face is so full of expression when you overload. Let's recharge now." Megatron released me from the restraints, and helped me to the giant berth.

How could I let him do this to me!? I wasn't strong enough to resist the Tyrant's strong servos, that danced all over me. Stop it Bumblebee, you're an Autobot. You're not supposed to like it. I tried to remind myself. A strange warmth came to my back which made my tense body slowly relax. Looking behind me, I see Megatron smiling down at me.

'I hate you.' I glared at Megatron.

"You still have to thank me." His servo pulled me closer, and my spark started lapsing.

'Thank you.' I still hate you though.

I was extremely tired, and at this moment I didn't care that I could possibly online to Megatron taking something important from me, I laid on the giant berth. I slid under the thermal blanket, and flipped onto my front to keep my wings comfortable. When I onlined again, my internal clock told me that I was asleep for 3 cycles. I noticed that the light crystals were dimmed, which I most certainly did not do. I sat up while stretching my wings out, and touched something on my right. With a quiet thrill, I looked over and saw Megatron's giant frame. He had his back to me, and that caused me to quickly analyze myself. Slowly lifting the thermal blanket, I saw that my pelvic plating looked good but that didn't mean anything unless I checked my valve. Sliding my plating to the side, I slid a digit inside, biting my lip to prevent the moan that was about to escape, and sighed with relief when I felt the wall.

"And what do you think you are doing?" I heard a slight purr come from the now online mech beside me.

I squealed in surprise, and fell out of the berth. My valve exposed for him to see. 'I was making sure you didn't do anything to me.' I slid my valve shut, and revved my engines to expel the built up of heat coming from me. Carrier mechs go through a cycle where if they did not have some sort of sexual stimulant we get a bit snippy and sexually frustrated, and I didn't want Megatron to find out about this about me.

Megatron sat up and grabbed a data pad that sat on the nightstand next to him. "I told you, I am not like that. Come here."

'N-no, I am fine right here.' I told him.

"Now, now I do believe you signed a contract. Stating you would obey every order I give, and you are to address me as master or Lord Megatron." Megatron looked at me with his red optics pouring into my very soul.

I remembered that if I listen, we are fight free. With shaky servos, I stood up. 'Fine. As you command, Lord Megatron.'

Megatron smirked at the fact that he won. For now, "I'm glad you are seeing it my way, Bumblebee. You look so nice with a fresh coat of paint and wax. I do believe you owe me for using my wax. Come here."

I climbed onto the berth. Megatron lifted a digit, and waved it for me to come closer. He kept doing it until there was a small gap between us. He put his digit on my mouth guard, silently commanding me to open it. I slid it open, and he wrapped his servo around my chin before gently kissing my lips. My optics grew wide at how soft his lips were. Megatron pulled away and smirked at the dazed look I had.

"There, all paid. Now what do you tell your Lord Megatron?" He said with a purr.

'Thank you, Lord Megatron.' I clicked softly. 'When can I go home?'

He sat back, but held a firm grip on my waist. "After you answer these questions."

He handed me the data pad that he finished examining. It was in Kaonion, so it took me a nanosecond to translate it:

Favorite color:

Favorite places to go on Cybertron:

How did you become a pleasure bot?:

Have you ever received gifts from an admirer?:

Have you ever had high grade? If so how many before going into overcharge?:

I looked at Megatron and then the pad several times. 'And what will happen if I answer these with answers you don't like?'

"It would be impossible for that outcome, because it is about you." He said as his digits moved up and down slowly.

I bit my lip in thought before answering. 'I like yellow. When I joined the Autobots, Jazz took the Special Forces to the Iron forests which were very nice, but the Crystal Gardens are my favorite. I was abandoned at the Fox Den when I was a sparkling. And plenty of times, though it was mostly clients who wanted more. And once after four cubes.' I glared at him. 'Now can I go?'

"Yes, Soundwave has a Ground Bridge opened just outside my door. You can leave if you wish." Megatron stood up, and unlocked the door.

I stood there, ready to make my escape, but something stopped me. 'You won't fight us since I… since I cooperated?'

Megatron nodded from his desk. "Correct, and your bracelet will act as a… comlink of sorts. If you wish to come aboard, simply press the button. If I am calling you aboard, the bracelet will glow blue."

I looked down at my wrist, and remembered the magnetic pull from earlier. 'Why isn't the bracelet pulling me closer to you? Like it did before.'

"I turned the magnets off. Now hurry along, or I'll start thinking you are wishing to stay." Megatron smirked at me.

With a small beep, I quickly walked through the Bridge. All my systems turned back on, except for my weapons systems. Quickly transforming I zoomed off towards the base. When I slid into the room, I was introduced with gasps.

"Bee, is that you?" Bulkhead asked as I transformed.

I liked at myself before putting a servo my waist. 'I should hope so.'

"Bumblebee, you've been gone for six days. Where were you?" Arcee pulled me into a hug.

'Uh… umm… I don't remember. I was out for a drive, and then I onlined in a dark room.' Megatron neglected to give me a back story. Six days on the Nemesis!?

"Megatron, told us that MECH captured you." Optimus walked over and proceeded to examine me with his optics. "Are you unharmed?"

I nodded. 'Yes, MECH tried to get me to reveal the base's location.'

"Bee!" Raf ran to me, and hugged my ped.

I saw the little human as my sparkling, so my constant nuzzling and coddling wasn't shocking to the others. The only ones that know about me being a Carrier mech, were Optimus, Ratchet, and Jazz. To everyone else they thought it was just the way I was.

I purred at the giggles I was getting from him. 'I missed you too, Raf.'

"Woah, you look really shiny." Milk pointed out after snapping pictures.

"Bumblebee, come on we need to make sure nothing was damaged." Ratchet tried to take Raf from me, but I glared with an angry buzz. "Bumblebee, knock it off. Just set the boy down."

I shook my helm and held Raf closer. Stop it, you're going to draw attention to yourself. Just set Raf down. I tried to tell myself, knowing it was my coding breaking through. 'I want him with me.' I ignored myself.

"Fine, come on." Ratchet was obviously not in the mood to argue with me.

I sat on the repair berth with Raf on my leg. Ratchet scanned me, and looked at me with that suspicious look on his face before continuing with his examination. After ten Earth minutes of examining me Ratchet came to the obvious conclusion that I was okay. I left the med bay, and sat Raf down with a last minute nuzzle.

"Where are, you going?" Raf asked me with confusion.

'Going to get some recharge. I'm really tired, but I'll be sure to drop you off tonight.' I assured him before leaving with a confusing yet happy flick of my wings. I was confused on why I was happy that I was getting noticed by someone, and it confused me even further on why I was happy that it was Megatron. 'Maybe a good recharge will clear my thoughts?'