Chapter 2: Hell is a better place...
Nemesis returned to his quarters with the other's Matrix, and once there, he placed it on a shelf. it was glowing ominously, almost angrily at him every time he touched it, and when he let go, it dimmed, but the light never faded completely. The Dark Prime watched with fascination, very interested in what this Matrix was and how it was different from his own.
That would have to be studied further... If it may contain a way to open a window on the other realm, then it may be an opportunity to expand his own realm. But for the moment... he smirked thinking of how he was going to break the little Optimus, many twisted ways coming to his mind. Ho he would enjoy playing with this mech... Almost as much as he would Megatron once he finally gets him as he pet as well.
With a dark chuckle, he locked the cabinet in which he placed the Matrix and left his quarters to go to the Throne room, after a quick wash on his personal washracks. WHen he sat on his Throne, his optics were dimmed and thoughtful.
On his cell, Optimus had fallen into a fitful recharge, moaning, twitching and twisting as bad fluxes assaulted his CPU. He was exhausted, but every time he closed his optics, the leering face of Nemesis would appear in front of his mind's eye and taunt him, ravaging him in any way possible.
"No... No..." He mumbled half-recharging and half-dreaming still, seeing himself forced to carry a sparkling and to submit to Nemesis's every whishes and twisted desires. "NO!" He shouted finally waking up with a start and frantically looking around and then at himself to make sure this was only a nightmare.
"Ho Primus..." he sobbed bowing his head, pulling fruitlessly at the restraints, too weak to do any good. "Primus... I need to get away..."
He had to flee, and soon, before the monster got tired of his games and went serious, forcing a sparkling on him or something just as terrible. But how... He didn't even know where he is. His situation was desperate...
Ironhide came into his lords Throne Room and when to one knee, the in the deepest respect for his powerful lord. "You summoned me, my lord?"
Nemesis looked at his guard and smiled. "Yes, how go the patrol?"
"The patrols go well, my lord. But we haven't spotted any Decepticons, they seem to be lying low." Ironhide replied.
"I don't blame them, we sent them quite the message when we left Starscream's half dead body a mile from their base. And I'm sure that he didn't survive his injuries, you serve me well, Ironhide." Nemesis commented.
Ironhide felt his spark glow with pride at his lord praise. "You honor me, my lord. I live to serve you."
The dark colored guard was suddenly aware of his lord walking toward him, but he didn't look up to meet his gaze, he stayed perfectly still as Nemesis circled him.
"You seem tense, Ironhide. Any reason why?" Nemesis asked.
"It's nothing, my lord. I just haven't been able to relax lately." The dark bot replied calmly.
"Perhaps I could help you with that. I've been feeling a little tense myself, maybe we could help each other." The Dark Prime suggested.
"I would greatly like that, my lord."
Nemesis smiled then said with pent up lust. "Excellent, follow me."
Ironhide rose to his feet and followed his lord into his private quarters, his spark racing with what was to come.
They soon reached the dark Prime's private chambers and stepped inside, Ironhide feeling excited that his Lord was willing to grace him with his personal attention. The older mech was stopped in the middle of the room, not too far from the berth, smirking and optics bright, expecting.
"Come closer, Ironhide." Nemesis beckoned with one hand raised in invitation. "You're far too far away now..."
He had a dark, intense look and a slightly twisted, lusting look. Despite what he had done with his new clave, he still wanted more, and Ironhide was always the perfect mech for that. When he was c lose enough, he pulled him into an embrace and immediately crushed his lips to his own, and gave him a fierce kiss, slipping his glossa inside the other's mouth.
Ironhide smirked into the kiss, and gave it back with just as much strength and they battled for dominance, until the older bot let the Prime invade his mouth with his slick glossa. His frame, and especially his interface equipment, were heating up quickly.
Nemesis pushed Ironhide onto his berth, this wasn't first time he bedded Ironhide, he had to admit that his guard was an animal in the berth and that's why he always chose his guard as his berth mate. The dark prime straddled his lovers waist, his lust filled optics met Ironhide's, his lust mirrored his own.
Ironhide growled with lust as his lord claimed his lips in another heated passionate kiss, which he returned eagerly, he wanted to feel his lord deep within him he wanted to scream his lord's name to the heavens and let everyone in the base know that he was being claimed by their master.
"Open your panel, Ironhide." Nemesis ordered between kisses.
Ironhide opened his panel, freeing his hardened cable and revealing his slick port, only his master was worthy enough to look upon like this and deeply enjoyed it. He let out a hissing moan of pleasure as his cable was grasped, he turned into a moaning and mewling whore as Nemesis pumped his cable. He didn't care, he would become his lords plaything if his so wished and he would enjoy every minute of it.
"You like this don't you, Ironhide?" Nemesis asked as he pumped Ironhide cable.
"Y-yes, my lord. So-so much, do what… you wish with me…" Ironhide moaned as pleasure rose within him with every pump of his lord's fist.
nemesis chuckled heatedly and gave the older mech's cable a firm squeeze and pumped it harder, making him arch and moan like a little wanting whore. His own panel soon clicked open and released his throbbing cable, and he leaned closer to his lover, lust-filled grin widening. Ironhide was all sprawled in front of him, legs open wide showing his leaking port that just begged to be filled.
"Such an eager little pet, are you, Ironhide?..." He purred and used his other hand to push two fingers into the tight wet port, stroking the insides with his claws. "Tell me what you want..."
Ironhide arched and moaned even louder when his port was filled with those deadly, and ho so pleasurable claws, and he looked up at his Lord with needy, feverish optics. His port was clenching and flexing around his invading digits and he said, his voice hoarse with pleasure.
"Need you... Inside me... Please my Lord... Take me... I'm yours to do as you wish..." He jerked his hips up at the dual pleasure from his cable being stroke and pumped and his port being invaded and thrusted into. He held back the mounting pleasure as he knew his Lord didn't liked when he overloaded too quickly. "I'm... close..."
Nemesis purred and leaned close to him, whispering in his audio with a heated, lust-filled voice, giving his cable an extra-hard jerk and thumbing the head. He thrusted his digits as deep and hard as he could.
"Is it what you want? Really?... To feel my cable deep inside your port, claiming you as my own?... Is it really what you want?..."
Ironhide could only nod feverishly as the pleasure began to build, he forgot his voice, some thing he Lord and lover was very at and he enjoyed every second of it. "P-please, my lord… Take me…"
Nemesis smiled then licked his lips and withdrew his fingers, he had to bite back a chuckle as Ironhide made a strange noise, it was some where between a whine and groan. "No need to worry, Ironhide, I'll grant your wish, seeing how you've always been loyal to me."
"I would die for you, my lord. I would never abandon you." Ironhide said, panting.
"I know, aside from Prowl and Jazz, I trust you the most." Nemesis slid his cable into Ironhide waiting port.
The room was soon filed with grunts and pleasured moans and screams as Nemesis rode Ironhide into the berth and vice versa. His guard was the only one Nemesis allowed to dominate him and he enjoyed every minute of it. After several overloads, they both were finally sated, they lay next to each other panting heavily, they're chests and arm bore marks from their animalistic love making. Ironhide's neck was bleeding slightly from a bite wound that Nemesis had given him, but that didn't bother him, he slagging loved it!
Nemesis purred some and rested against his lover after their wild lovemaking, and he was thinking about how he enjoyed it rough and hard. And this led him to think of his little slave locked up in the brig. The more he thought of it the more he felt like forcing Optimus to bear his sparkling would be a good idea...
he chuckled and Ironhide nuzzled him sleepily, already slipping into recharge after their coupling, spent but happily so. He was rewarded with a stroke to his helm and just sighed in deep contentment, letting recharge claim him, tangled with his Lord.
Optimus had been out of it for most of the time since Nemesis left him. he couldn't tell how much time had passed, and his CPU felt fogged and clouded, dizzy with nausea and pains from his torn up port. He'd been having nightmares too and every time he tried to power down and get some rest, all he could see was the leering, sadistic face of Nemesis and all he could feel were his touches.
Again, he woke up with a start, frantically looking around, before slumping back on the restraints as he saw no one here. His shoulder joints and wrists were burning in pain from hanging there for too long, and he tried to move to alleviate the pain a little, groaning. He was sure of one thing though: nemesis wasn't going to leave him alone. He will be back soon...
He just hoped he'll be ready for him when he comes.
"Megatron, Longhaul and Sideswipe have returned from their patrol." Soundwave said commented as he entered his leaders office.
Megatron looked up from his work, his shoulders sagged with relief, ever since Starscream died from his injuries, he had become tense every time his men went out for patrol, he didn't want anyone to suffer the same fate as his beloved Seeker. They had slept together yes, but they never got the chance to become bond mates, now he was grateful that they hadn't bound themselves to one another, otherwise the pain would have been too much for him to handle.
"Thank you, Soundwave. Send them in." Megatron replied.
Soundwave nodded then left the room, he was back moments later with Longhaul and Sideswipe, the Decepticon leader was happy to see that the former Autobot was adjusting well to his new life as a Decepticon. And if the rumors were true he had fallen for Hook; their brilliant medic, but they had yet to bond their sparks.
"You may leave, Soundwave." The Decepticon leader commented.
The commutations officer nodded before leaving again, after he left Megatron turned his attention to Longhaul and Sideswipe. "What news of the patrols?"
Sideswipe and Longhaul looked at each other before Longhaul relied. "We maybe have a problem, sir."
Megatron lifted an optics ridge, intrigued by this news. If there was trouble with the Autobots, they'll need to react quickly. It was never good to leave those monsters unchecked.
"What is it, Longhaul? This concerns the Autobots?"
The other mech nodded and look worried, biting his lower lip a bit. "They have a prisonner, Sir. We don't know much more... He's kept hidden by the Prime himself."
Sideswipe looked a little off too, and he nodded once looking tense. "Yeah, we only got glimpses of a conversation, but... Well, if they have an important prisonner, it may be serious."
Megatron took in the information and frowned some. That wasn't good... If the Autobots had started to capture prisoners, then they were in trouble. They needed to discover who was the mystery bot they were keeping prisoner now... And if possible try to rescue him. And since there were no Decepticons missing, it wasn't one of his men.
"Thank you, we'll need to investigate this."
Nemesis woke some time later, feeling refreshed who knew back to back to back overloads could be so relaxing? Feeling refreshed and reenergized, he smiled as he mind wondered to the brig, knowing that Optimus was there… waiting for him to return. Smirking he looked over at Ironhide who was still sleeping soundly beside him, now that he thought about it, Ironhide was every thing he looked for in a mate. He was strong, vicious and an all out animal in the berth, his smile deepen at the though of having Ironhide as his mate, with him at his side no one could stop them.
Chuckling quietly, he lightly stroked the side of Ironhide's face to wake him up. "Wake up, Ironhide."
As if on command Ironhide slowly opened his optics, judging by his body language he was very relaxed and ready for more it seemed. "How did you sleep, my lord?"
"Very well. In fact I've been thinking, you have everything I look for in a mate, how would you like to be my bond mate?"
Ironhide was fully awake at this point, staring at his leader with wide red optics.
"Are you certain, my lord?" He asked.
"I have never been more certain in my life. Just think, Ironhide with you by my side, no one, not even Megatron himself, would bow before us in fear and respect." Nemesis replied, with bright red optics.
"Then yes, I will become your bond mate."
Nemesis smiled before claiming Ironhide in a fierce and passionate kiss, pinning him to the berth with his weight.
Ironhide groaned and felt overwhelmed with gleeful joy. The Prime had asked him to become his bondmate... he couldn't be more happy! He kissed him back just as fiercely and clamped his hand at his side, digging his claws a bit, rewarded with a pleasured hiss. He opened his chestplates for his Lord, shopwing his willingness and total submission to him, and his optics bore on his intensely, bright and needy.
"Take my spark, my Prime... It's yours, as it always had been..." He breathed and laid all open and tempting for his Lord to claim.
Nemesis growled in arousal, lifting his clawed hand to gently stroke the edges of the bared spark chamber, making his mate-to-be jerk and cry out in pure bliss. This was the most sensual, arousing sight he ever seen... And it was all his for the taking... he grinned and his optics flashed wildly. His own chestplates opened slowly and revealed his dark red pulsing Matrix, and the lighter red spark below.
"All mine then... forever." He whispered and lowered himself to bring their sparks together, gasping and arching his back.
Ironhide cried out again and gripped his mate's back hard and tight as their sparks met. the strength, the utter dominance of Nemesis's spark was drowning his own and he willingly let himself by filled with it, basking in the power and the darkness he could feel.
Both Prime and Ironhide lay on the berth panting heavily from the massive overload they just endured from their spark bonding. They were connect to each other in so many ways and it felt so right, Nemesis was his and vice versa, Ironhide had no regrets.
"That… was amazing, my lord." Ironhide panted.
Nemesis simply smirked. "I couldn't agree more. Now, would you like to help with something, my love?"
"Of course, my lord. What can I help you with?"
"By helping me break Optimus. In both body and spark, he will carry our offspring to the end of his function." Nemesis replied, purring into his bond mates audio.
Ironhide shivered with lust at his lovers purr. "It would be my pleasure to help you break him."
Nemesis smiled, then nuzzled his mate. "Bring the stasis cuffs, we're going to break him in our quarters, where he will stay for eternity."
Ironhide returns his lord smile then takes out the cuffs and follows his mate to the brig where the fun was just starting.
Optimus jerked awake when the door opened and he saw Nemesis walk in with Ironhide on his heels. He frowned, dreading that the two of them were now team-tagging on him. And he was right... Ironhide and Nemesis stood at each sides of him and He soon felt the chains on his wrists undone and he fell gracelessly to the floor, unable to support his own weight as he was too pained. He moaned some in pain when his arms were jerked up and he looked u to glare at his captors, optics brightening.
"Let me go, slaggers! You can't do this to me!" He spat, sudden anger drowning him, and he trashed wildly, trapped between the two mechs. "I'll kill you..."
Nemesis chuckled at his outburst, quite happy to see that his plaything still had fire in him. That would make things all the more enjoyable... He grabbed his vhin and lifted his face, looking in the too bright optics with a cold, dark, and wicked look of his own. Ironhide just chuckled and let out an appreciative purr, petting the smaller mech anjoying feeling him squirm and trash in their grasp. Nemesis just laughed and forced a hard, fierce kiss to his little pet's lips, bitting slightly and licking the energon blood.
"So fiery! I'll enjoy breaking you thoroughly, my dear Optimus! You'll bear strong sparklings for us..."
Optimus gasped for air when he was released, but before he could reply,he was dreagged away by the two towards another place, a room with a large berth, luxurious furnitures and a lot of... 'Toys' scatters against the wall on one side of the room. there were even chains there, but it was to the berth that he was taken and chained down.
Optimus fought as much as he could as he was being chained to the berth, but there wasn't much he could do in his weakened state. But he remained defiant, he wouldn't let them win, but the toys in the room were rather worrisome, he watched as Nemesis poked through them as Ironhide looked down at him with lust filled optics.
Ironhide walked over to their captive and lightly ran a claw down one of his thighs, he smirked when he saw Optimus fight back a shiver. He was going to enjoy breaking him with his Lord and Lover. Oh, he couldn't wait to take him, make his captive scream in pleasure, calling out their names as he overloads.
[I'm going to be by the toys for a while, why don't you enjoy yourself, Hide.]
Nemesis said over the bond.
Ironhide purred with lust both out loud and over the bond, he smirked when he saw bound bot's optics widen at the sound. He crawls onto the berth and pins the already bound bot to the berth with his weight, then leans forward to purr in his audio.
"I'm going to enjoy this." He whispered.
Optimus fought back the urge to shiver as Ironhide kissed and licked his way down his body, he accidentally let out a pleasured gasp as he felt the slow tender lick of Ironhide's glossa on his abused port. He was ashamed to admit that he liked the change of pace, but he knew that the tenderness wouldn't last very long.
"GAH!"
The glossa left and was replaced with two clawed fingers who proceed to deeply thrust in and out of his already abused and bleeding port, tears slid down his face as the pain over powered the pleasure, but he wouldn't give in, he wouldn't break or even beg. He had to remain strong, he couldn't let them win.
Ironhide purred and chuckled darkly, thrusting his fingers deeper and harder into the tight, bleeding port, making the smaller mech cry out in pain. Seeing his tears, he leaned down and licked them from his cheeks with a long, slow movements, and then licked his lips with a smirk.
"Your suffering taste so good, little pet. I shall make you cry harder..." He said with a twisted look in his optics and he added a third finger in the wet, tight and shivering port.
Optimus cried out again and arched his back almost off the berth and more tears started falling down his cheeks, and they were quickly licked and drank up as well. Ironhide was thoroughly enjoying himself and basking in Optimus's agony, taking pleasure in it. He scisored his clawed digits and scrapped more at the walls of the port, feeling it starts to lubricate along with the energon blood.
"S-stop..." Optimus finally said in a hoarse, raw whisper, shivering and twisting in pain and sickening pleasure. "S-stop..."
He had to bit his glossa hard not to beg, and he wouldn't, he couldn't let them win, or he would lose the last of his pride to those monsters. Pain and pleasure were pouring from his abused port and he already knew that he was seriously damaged down there. Any penetration would be horrible, painful... He sobbed and tried to avoid the other's licking to his face but he was weak... so weak... without the Matrix, he was nothing...
nemesis grinned when he heard that, and he was sure that Optimus would be begging soon for release, or for mercy. Whichever comes first... and then he'll make his scream his name, their names, in the throes of overload.
Ironhide smiled when heard the hoarse whisper, Optimus was close to breaking point and he was going to enjoy seeing that happen. Smiling darkly he leaned forward and whispered into his audio. "I'm not going to stop, soon you will be begging my name and Nemesis' name, you'll cry out for more, beg to be filled."
Optimus shook his head. "N-no… I'll never b-beg…"
Ironhide smiled, removing his clawed fingers and positioning himself over Optimus' port. "Oh, you will… trust me you will."
Optimus' screamed in agony as Ironhide shoved his large cable into his already abused port, he swore that Ironhide's cable was larger then Nemesis' cable.
Ironhide grunted with every hard and deep thrust into his captives port, he was enjoying Optimus' pain, It turned him on even more. It reminded of the time he claimed Starscream before killing him and leaving his body a mile from the Con base, he growled with lust slamming into Optimus' port even more.
Optimus was sobbing now, but he wouldn't beg, he wouldn't give them the satisfaction, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before he finally broke and begged for them to stop even they wouldn't, this would continue until he finally gave in. When that happened he would just be a former shell of himself, he would be nothing but a whore and a slave to these two monsters…
Nemesis was watching from the corners of his optics as his mate claimed the little Prime hard and was making him cry. He was gathering the toys they were going to use through the night and he said through the bond, his voice a husky purr, lust-filled and arousing.
*Keep a little bit for me, Hide...*
His mate answered with a deep rumble and a dark chuckled, out loud as well, and he leaned close to Optimus's audio to whisper with a deep rumble, his cable pounding away inside him. "You're going to scream my name, Optimus... You've not seen the half of what we're capable yet..."
He licked his audio and then his cheeks to taste his sweet tears again, making him jerk and twist in both disgust and shame. Optimus was panting, moaning and sobbing all at once, and he closed his optics tightly, refusing to look at them, until a claw pressed at the corner of his right optic and a voice hissed in his audio.
"Keep your pretty optics open, Optimus, or I tear it out..."
Then the claws moved to his chest and played with the seams there, coaxing it to open in a few quick movements. The pain in his port was nothing compared to the shame to be forced to bare his spark again...
Ironhide stroked the former Prime's spark, making him cry out in pleasure, he groaned when Optimus' port rippled around him as an overload ripped through his captive. After a few more thrusts into his port, the dark Autobot overloaded moments later calling out his mates name. Panting heavily, he withdrew from Optimus' port, who was silently crying tears falling down his beautiful face.
*I made him cry, lets see if you can break him.* Ironhide said playfully over the bond.
Nemesis chuckled both out loud and over the bond. *Oh, I'll break him alright. But first… I want you.*
Ironhide got off the berth and was soon pinned to the wall by his mate, his lips were captured in a fiery, passionate kiss. Which he eagerly returned with a pleasured growl, sinking his claws into his lovers back, that earned him his groan of pleasure from Nemesis.
All Optimus could do was watch as Nemesis plowed Ironhide into the wall, he was ashamed to say that it was causing him to become painfully aroused at the pair. He hoped that they screwed each other into a coma, but hope was a luxury that he could no longer afford.
Nemesis was claiming his lover's mouth in a heated, fierce kiss, biting and clawing at his platings. Their panels were already gone and he all but shoved his cable up his bondmate's port, gulping down the yelp of pleasure this provoked. And he purred deeply, thrusting hard and fast into him, feeling Ironhide's port tightly snug around his throbbing cable.
Ironhide bucked his hips to meet every thrusts of his mate and he growled, arching his head back to allow his throat to be ravaged by an experted mouth. His chest soon started to part, his spark just begging to be taken again, claimed totally by his Lord and Prime. When his wish was granted with a fark chuckle from Nemesis, he cried out and arched up, his chest crashing into the other with sparks flying around.
Once they were done with a powerful over,oad, they slumped a little, needing to rest against the wall as chestplates closed, but they hadn't forgotten about their pet laying in the berth. They both turned back to see Optimus staring at them with flushed cheeks, and his cable had hardened out of it's housing and was now fully aroused.
Optimus had tried to not be aroused by the sight, but his body betrayed him and he was feeling all flustered and his shame only mounted when he felt his cable harden to full arousal, throbbing and begging for attention. he was becoming nothing but a cheap whore... Bitter tear stung his optics and he bit his lower lip.
"Well, well, well. Looks like someone enjoyed the show, then I'm sure he'll enjoy this." Nemesis said picking a large toy and shoving it into Ironhide's port.
Ironhide cried out in both pleasure and surprise as the toy was shoved into his port, he leaned against the wall moaning like a whore as he allowed Nemesis to thrust the toy into his port. He cried out when the toy started to vibrate within him.
"You like this, don't you, Ironhide?" Nemesis asked, licking his audio.
"Yes! Primus, yes!"
Smiles darkly at Prime before removing the toy from his port, making him whine in disappointment and loss. Nemesis simply smiled lightly kissing his lover.
*Don't worry, you'll get another one shoved in your aft. I just need you use this and shove it in Optimus' port.* Nemesis purred.
Ironhide growled lustfully, he was more than willing to do that, he took the same toy that was in his port from Nemesis and returned to Optimus, who eyed the toy with fear and a little bit of need. The dark Autobot licked his lips as he neared the berth, toy in hand.
Optimus twisted in the berth, tugging at his chains a bit to try to move, but they were too tight. He eyed the dark Autobot coming to him with wary optics, and his arousal was shamefully high now. His cable throbbed when the Autobot leaned over him with the toy in hand and he licked his lips, optics darting from the mech's face, leering and lustful, to the wet, lubricant coated toy.
"Now now, be a good pet and scream for me, Optimus..." Ironhide purred and he shoved the toy up Optimus's port hard, making him scream and arch off the berth.
Ironhide chuckled darkly and activated the toy, which started to vibrate inside Optimus, making the smaller mech squirm and moan in sudden pleasure, mixed with the pain in his abused port. It was lubricating and bleeding and Optimus panted hard, ashamed to feel any kind of pleasure. His cable throbbed too, harder, at the sudden stimulation, and Optimus sobbed as more tears wetted his cheeks. He had to bit his lips not to say anything still, but he could feel another overload rising.
Ironhide thrusted the toy inside him and watched with dark, gleeful pleasure as their slave moaned and sobbed wantonly, leaning closer to him. "That's good... Cry for me, Optimus, like the little slave that you are..."
Nemesis watched as Ironhide thrust the toy in and out of their captives port, Optimus' sobbing and moans made his cable become hard with arousal, he shared his arousal with Ironhide over the bond and it only fueled his mates lust and it made him thrust the toy deeper and harder. Moments later Optimus let out a hoarse cry as he overloaded, lubricant from his cable spurted part of Ironhide's hand, making the dark Autobot chuckle with delight.
*He's more than ready for you, my powerful lover.*
Ironhide said over the bond.
Nemesis chuckled over the bond. *I believe is his, get a good seat, this is going to be one hell of a show.*
Spark racing with excitement, Ironhide pulled the toy out of Optimus port and turned it off and took a seat close to the berth. He watched his mate crawl onto the berth and pin the bound Autobot down on the berth, the immense fear in Optimus' optics made his cable twitch with lust.
Optimus' screams of pain and pleasure rang throughout the Autobot base, letting everyone know what was going on in their leader's quarters.
Nemesis took his sweet time playing with his little slave, under Ironhide's heated gaze. Having a spectator made it even better... And he was putting all of his spark in it. Optimus was close to cracking, he could tell, and he chuckled darkly, looking at the flustered, panting and heaving form splayed out under him. He leaned down and licked the tears from the white cheeks.
Optimus had had more than enough and then some already. he felt his body giving up with all the pain and pleasure he was submitted to and his mind was cracking, telling him to give up, let go, to make the pain stop. For a bit longer he fiercely refused, but his resolve was wavering... He jolted and cried out again when his cable was roughly pumped again and his chestplates had already been locked open exposing his spark for anyone to see.
This was too much, too much... He sobbed and trashed, but his strength had left him, and he laid there panting, limp and whimpering softly now. His optics looked up at his tormentor, dimmed and unfocussed, and he said, sounding defeated and broken.
"Stop... please, no more... I can't take anymore... Just... please, stop..."
Nemesis laughed gleefully as Optimus finally begged for something, and he had a gleeful smile, petting his cheek softly. He had won, like he knew he would from the beginning. It had taken more times than usual but he had won, and Optimus was almost completely broken now.
Ironhide smirked as he heard Optimus beg, the former Prime was finally broken, but he could still see some defiance in his blue optics, he would enjoy fully breaking him. He'd make the bot scream his name as he overloads, he'd beg and plead for more, beg him to take him until he couldn't walk or even remember is own name.
*Care to have some fun, my dear?* Nemesis asked over the bond.
*Oh yeah.*
Stands and walks over to the berth, toy in hand.
Nemesis gets off the berth and takes the toy from Ironhide and sat down where Ironhide had been sitting moments before. He watched as his bond mate crawled on top of their captive and whisper some thing into his audio. Judging by the fear in Optimus' optics it wasn't going to be good for him, but the dark Prime knew that Ironhide would clearly enjoy it.
He slid the toy into his port and started to thrust it in and out of his port, making him moan as he watched Ironhide thrust into Optimus' port. The room was filled with the moans of both Ironhide and Nemesis, as well as the sobs of Optimus Prime.
-TBC-