Lockdown walks around the warrior, chained up from his 'capture'. "Prime.." he spat, "I have to clean up the mess you have made of the Galaxy.. Our creators are very disgusted with how you've handled this war.." he frowned deeply, looking at the decals of the Prime, before he made him look up at the Hunter. "But now.. You're my 'Prize.." he growled.
Prime groaned, barely hearing anything the mech spoke of in front of him, his mind a blurry daze from how he had gotten into this predicament...
Lockdown grinned, and he made the Primes' head move with his own digits, smearing a droplet of energon from the corner of his mouth. "Shame you turned out to be such.." he grinned.
Grabbing a long set of chains, he weighed down the primes' arms so he could not move them while he was enjoying himself.
Optimus gradually started to look at Lockdown, and he growled. "Unhand me.. Let me go.." he growled.
"Not at the least.. Prime.. Not until i've managed to cleanse you of your crimes, before i take you back.." he gave a malicious air as he then spoke.. "Once I make you my frag pet.." he growled, and stood back up, after Optimus' arms were securely chained down.
His thick servos were starting to roam the unwilling, and partially recovering Primes chassis, and the prime continued to groan as he was lewdly touched.
"S-Stop.." Prime tried to speak, but it didn't happen.
Lockdown knew where to touch, having had many bots in his time, and he managed to force Primes legs apart, and used a bar to keep them spread..
Prime started to try and move, despite his situation, and he tried to yell, only to have Lockdowns' pede slammed into his mouth.
"Don't yell.. So called 'warrior'.. Or it will be the last thing you ever do.." he growled, and kept his pede there as he tore off the primes interface plating, looking at what he had to 'play' with..
Prime cried around Lockdowns advances towards him, and he loudly yelled around his pede that was jammed between his denta plates.
Lockdown grinned. "A Prime.. Now a common whore for me.." he grinned, and started to toy with the valve infront of him, watching the jerky movements, and he slid a digit into him, and tugged it back out. "Prime.. You're starting to enjoy yourself? I suggest you do.. Before things get really messy.." he grinned, adding a second digit into the primes valve, stroking the walls around his digits as he continued.
Prime couldn't believe it, water fluids coming to the corners of his optics, and he wiggled, jerking. He wasn't going to give into this, no matter how much his body was defying his orders! He wasn't! He was a prime, and he was going to get out! He had started to think he was being lowered to the ground, but he saw something he wasn't going to believe..
Lockdown had his 'girth' presented before him.
"Now Prime.." he snapped at him. "I suggest you heed my commands.." he gave a devil grin, and extended the bar, to where the Prime was baring his valve, and he was watching the Hunter from the underside of his spike.
"..Or else.." He held onto the others hips, and slammed three digits into the prime, working as he spaced him out.
"..If you don't.." he growled, adding a fourth, Optimus, the Prime.. Was crying and begging for mercy at the most, but all he could manage were cries around a pede, and lubricants from the corners of his optics, falling up his faceplate.
"..I will make this very messy.." he growled, adding his entire servo to the valve, Optimus screaming in bloody mercy for it to end.
"Not that way.." Lockdown chuckled as he slowly pulled his servo, popping his wrist as he felt large droplets of lubricants on his servo and wrist.
"Prime.." he purred, looking down at the Prime, who was looking to him with fear in his optics, the hardened warriors gaze faltering heavily. "You are ready for the 'cleansing'.." he grinned.
Optimus was fully aware, bound and scared. He tried to fight his way, moving against the bindings, but all was no use.
He didn't know it at first, and lockdown pressed his pede, muffling the Primes screams as he felt the Bounty Hunters servos on his hips, and he cried out, getting penetrated.. HARD.
Lockdown growled, and he softly chuckled, seeing how deep he had gotten. "Oh Prime.. Never knew.. You used to be a Virgin~" he grinned.. "Well, not anymore.." he laughed, and started sliding his spike out from him, and the Prime slumped, and trembled, watching himself become violated, before he shut his optics.
Lockdown continued, starting to make his thrusts harder, planning to make sure he was able to fill this prime... Like all the others he had crossed. "Oh, so much tighter than the precessor primes.. But now.. You're just like all the rest!" he let out a laugh, and started to slam into the prime, holding his hips as he started to pound harder, and deeper, forcing the prime repeatedly to take his spike, relishing his pleasure.
Optimus was feeling the very pureness he once had, brutally taken and robbed from him in one movement, and there was nothing the prime could do..
Lockdown slammed harder more, even jerking his movements as his grip started to steel on the Primes' hips, and he grunted deeper and grip tightening, ignoring the cries of mercy from the Prime.
Optimus tried to clench, but he felt himself become hotter, and cry out, not letting the other take his innocence of mind.
Lockdown snarled, slamming as hard as he could as he overloaded, holding the Prime hard against him as he filled him hotly with his fluids, a shuddering ventings as he held the Prime close, only hearing slight sobs as he was emotionally broken.
"Prime.. You have finally been 'Cleansed'~" Lockdown grinned.
"Now.. For Megatron.." he started hanging Optimus back to his position, slumping him against the far wall, where he held him, like all of his other 'prizes'...
"Soon.. He will join you as well.." Lockdown grinned, leaving the room.
"Very soon.."
