Chapter 2

A brisk wind flew by stirring up some leaves, causing Amy to shiver a bit. The piece of card-stock she had in her hand moved constantly as she twirled it between her fingers.

She was kicking herself internally. Why did she come here? Why did his evil words entice her SO much?

The pink hedgehog sighed as she looked around at the scenery. It was the address of the old park. There were broken oak tree limbs over a moss covered, and cracked pathway. The flower bushes were over grown, but the scent of the random flower blossoms filled the air.

Leaves from the earlier fall and winter season had caked the ground, in a mass of wet piles that stuck and filled the sides of the cracked pathway. There was an old stone bench that was busted in the center, and covered and vandalized in graffiti.

She looked back down at the small paper in her hand, "Why would he want me to come here?" Amy looked at her surroundings again.

The pink hedgehog turned back to the paper to a number and a small message written next to it.

"Call this number. Once it picks up, just state "I'm here" and then hang up."

"That's weird."

Amy's fingers trembled as she wiped out a small gray cellphone.

"Alright." She dialed the number, "I can do this."

She paused as the dialer rang three times, before the click sound of it picking up rang, making her jump.

"I...I... I'm here." stuttered Amy.

The phone then instantly hung up.

Amy slowly closed her phone and placed it back in her pocket. She looked around her as the sun started to set.

"Maybe I've made a mistake." she questioned herself as she stared at the now twilight that lingered over the sky, "But, should my curiosity get the best of me?"

She kicked a small rock at her feet, "I mean...I am quite curious."

She closed her eyes for a moment.

"You know. I've always heard, that curiosity killed the cat, BUT I've wondered what it does to the hedgehog." Scourge's voice broke out from behind her.

Dark. Sadistic.

She went to turn around but before she could, she felt something slam over her face and the scent of acetone and alcohol filled her nostrils before she faded out, collapsing in the green hedgehog's arms.


Warning, Lemony Stuff


She felt weight. Not a heavy feeling weight, but a weight as if though she was being pulled by her arms. Almost stretched.

Amy slowly came to her senses, the first thing that started coming into gaze was the flicker of multiple scented candles that made the room have a sorta clean linen scent. He head shook for a split second before realizing, she was tied up. Her arms were above her head, chained to the ceiling, which upon looking at it, seems to vanish in the darkness that was out of the light of the candles.

She jerked. Shocked at the sudden realization of the predicament she was in. She looked down, instantly she cried, upon noticing, that she, was naked. Her pink fur and her skin felt moist as if she had been cleaned, and strangely enough hung up to dry.

Her feet were chained to two hoops sticking from the floor which was a cold gray concrete that was very smooth.

She squirmed and tugged at her chains but they wouldn't give way.

Where was she? Why was she like this?

"Keep squirming Rose, you aren't going anywhere."

Scourge's voice broke the quiet of the room as his dark figure walked out from his shadows that was in the corner of the room.

He still supported his black leather jacket, shoes, and glasses.

"Scourge, what are you doing? Please, this isn't-"

"What you wanted?" Scourge finished her statement, "Not what you wanted?"

Scourge's hand jerked a bit to reveal a long leather riding crop, "I spend my precious time, fixing all this up, just for you...and you claim... that you don't want this?"

His voice was now low and menacing.

He zoomed forward, standing nose to nose with the pink hedgehog, "I think that you'll find, you'll want this more than you think you do."

Scourge then smacked Amy's rear with the riding crop, her cry rang out, but before she could continue, Scourge engulfed her face with his own muffling her with a forced kiss, before bringing the riding crop back down again.

She jerked trying to pull away from the pain, staring at the riding crop as it came against her frail pink fur again, but Scourge was a step ahead of her, pulling back he produced a blind fold. It was dark black and was made of satin.

Wrapping it around her eyes she began to cry again, squirming against the chains that still held her captive.

"Don't want to ruin the fun too much." Scourge then took his claw, and with a little force ran it up the side of her leg, he didn't break the skin but he knew, it felt quite sharp now that Amy had that blind fold on.

The pink hedgehog winced, and jerked once again, in hope to move away from the green hedgehog, but she had failed.

Scourge, smiled as he leaned in to her, kissing her again, as he brought the riding crop onto her rear again.

"Please that hurts..." whimpered Amy.

"It does?" the green hedgehog smiled again, "Well, let me help with that pain a little bit."

Instantly he thrust two of his fingers into the unsuspecting Amy.

She cried both from shock and unwanted pleasure. He pumped his fingers in and out, faster and faster as she felt as if her insides could bust at any moment, and then in the middle of this new found pleasure, the sharp pain of the riding crop came down again, and again, sending her into a confused frenzy.

"You like that don't ya?" Scourge chuckled as he felt her muscles contract around his fingers, "Don't you babe?"

"Mmmm..." Amy couldn't speak, she didn't know what to say, much less even what to think, "What would Sonic do if he found out about this, or even what Scourge was doing, she knew Sonic would kill him, but she knew he'd be mad at her as well..."

"What was that?"

"I...I..."

"WHAM!"

She felt the riding crop come back down again.

"Answer me, Amy, You like this don't you?" He moved his fingers faster.

"I..." Amy sighed, "Yes...yes... I...I... Like it." She flinched.

"Good." He leaned in whispering darkly in her ear, "I expected that you would."

He pumped his finger in and out pressing harder making her own knees collapse out from under her.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk."

Scourge pulled his now wet fingers away. Slowly he walked around her trailing the riding crop around her body, constantly hitting her flower with it. Making her moan.

"Now..."

She heard his foot steps walk away from her as he quickly returned, and out of no where, she heard the sound of small chains, and then out of no where a sharp pain shot through he as a pain came from her nipples. She knew what he had did...

Nipple clamps.

"AH." Amy winced as she felt the riding crop hit her clit again, "Scourge please..."

"You know, since you are new to this." Stated Scourge slightly tugging on the chain that held the nipple clamps causing her to moan again, "I might just go easy on you."

"You...You...You call this easy?" Amy barley could talk, she didn't know what all he'd have planned.

The pink hedgehog could barely hold herself up but couldn't collapse for the cuffs that still had her hands chained above her.

"Oh I could make this a lot worse." Scourge ran the riding crop under her neck, "Just think about it... what would your lover boy Sonic think of this?"

He slapped her breasts with the leather crop.

Amy winced again, tears had already formed in her eyes from the stinging pain that was befallen on her.

"Please...don't even...start with Sonic." Amy cried, "I feel bad enough I walked myself into this..."

"Oh really? You feel bad?" Scourge looked at Amy's legs, "Yet you are dripping?"

"You better pray Sonic doesn't find out about this." huffed Amy slowly, he muzzle was a rosy red just from the pure embarrassment.

Scourge smiled, "Oh really?" His eyes cut to the side, chuckling "Well... how quaint."

"He'd kill you."

Scourge chuckled again as he took a couple steps back, as if making way for some one.

"No, I wouldn't. Why would I want to do that when he was the one who is helping me."

Amy's eyes narrowed. "No, it can't be."

Scourge yanked away the blindfold.

The pink hedgehog watched as from the shadows a figure stepped out, red and white shoes, and a riding crop in his own hand, his sheathe between his own legs bulged out, but wasn't completely revealing his now hardened member below it.

Amy gulped.

"S..S...Sonic?"