All characters and settlings belong to Marvel as much as I would like to own Loki and Thor I do not and I am just borrowing them for my own evil pleasure.
Warning: This next chapter contains scenes of a violent non-consenting sexual nature with a male pairing right from the start...if this is not your cup of tea then please do not read it. I have read worse but I don't want to upset anyone looking for fluff because THIS ISN'T FLUFF. And for fans of Loki (raises hand) things will get better I promise...
No longer receiving daily visitations from Frigga, the dark, lonely hours faded into one another so that the passage of time became lost to Loki. Loki's small, dank chamber seemed colder, darker as if the stifling, damp walls were little by little creeping in upon him, threatening to extinguish what tiny, fragile spark of hope he still foolishly allowed to linger within his icy heart. He lay for hours in the gloom sobbing; trembling and longing for this painfully torment to end...for his once gentle, virtuous and magnificent brother to return to him.
Loki guessed it had been a week since his innocence had been so brutally and mercilessly torn from him. It disgusted him that the golden prince of Asgard, the older brother he had once so many years ago respected, admired and secretly loved could have committed such atrocities against him. Loki felt a lump catch in his throat, a silent rasping scream erupted from his quivering lips and he started to shake in uncontrollable revulsion as the chamber door was forcefully flung open flooding the shadows with orange torchlight. Loki lay trembling under the fur blankets as he heard the familiar and now so unwelcome pounding of Thor's heavy boots upon the dirty stone floor. There was a dull, echoing clunk as his brother let Mjolnir slip from his grasp while the cell door was shut behind him by the silenced, compliant guards. Thor strode across the cell and Loki felt his stomach twist in sudden fear as somewhere just beyond his brother's deep, booming laughter he heard the scrape of metal, the clinking of chain being dragged across stone tiles.
"I have something for you little brother..." mocked Thor as standing beside the mattress he dropped a length of gleaming, newly forged chain right down inches from Loki's head. "A little gift to make up for my absence...isn't the leather beautiful, I had it made especially for you...?" continued Thor as he hunkered down and snatching up Loki's chin forced him to look at the gift. Loki gave a tiny sobbing cry as emerald eyes wide with fear he saw the length of chain coiled upon the mattress and attached to one end by a sturdy ring was a thick strip of black leather that fastened with two golden buckles, reminiscence of the collars worn by the great hunting dogs of Asgard.
"NO...NO..." screamed Loki as clutching at his throat, he panicked and crawled across the mattress desperately trying to get away from the collar. Thor smiled down wickedly at Loki then strangely he did not summon Mjolnir to his hand but rose from where he crouched and calmly walked over to where she lay by the cell door. He picked up the hammer, turning to watch Loki as the dark haired god scrambled up from the mattress. Thor erupted into thunderous, mocking laughter as Loki staggered into the darkest corner of the chamber trying to escape; he stood for a moment then with a menacing grin strode over and grabbed Loki by the hair. Loki screamed as Thor dragged him back toward the dirty straw mattress and hurled him upon it with a cruel, feral snarl. Before Loki could roll off the mattress Thor had straddled him, pinning him down with his greater body weight and strength. Loki desperately writhed and struggled beneath Thor, reaching out with his shackled hands to claw at his brother's handsome, manly features now twisted into an ugly, lustful grin.
"You would dare resist me, brother?" hissed Thor as he struck Loki hard across the cheek with the back of his brawny hand. Loki winced at the stinging pain as Thor grasped his slender wrists together and forced his arms back against the mattress above his head.
"Please Thor...please no... the Chitauri...not a collar...anything but a..." pleaded Loki in a trembling, petrified voice as still he struggled to free himself from being trapped beneath his brother's muscular thighs. Thor leant forward with a nasty smirk meandering upon his lips as Loki shuddering, softly groaned when he brushed the cold, metal head of Mjolnir against his slapped cheek.
"Ooooh the collar can wait for now little brother..." whispered Thor as he took hold of the chain running between the heavy metal shackles and twisting it around the head of the hammer he then placed Mjolnir down above Loki's head. Loki thrashed about straining against his bonds and snarling in frustrated, humiliated rage. But all his protests really achieved was an agonising tautness stretching his arms and cause the rough metal cuffs to cut into his already reddened, wounded wrists. The chain and hammer held him securely in place, once again Loki was the helplessly victim to his brother's vile, lustful whims. Loki started to weep as he felt Thor's hands travel down his slim legs, he pulled off his boots, throwing them into a corner of the cell and then torn open his trousers. Loki tried to kick out at Thor but instantly regretted his futile foolishness as he received another stinging slap to the face. Thor gave a lustful, throaty growl as he tugged off Loki's leather trousers leaving him to shiver dressed only in his long, thin linen tunic. Thor then stripped out of his own garments until he too was only clothed in his undershirt, crawling up the mattress he grasped Loki's knees and forcing them apart settled himself between his sobbing younger brother's legs. Stooping forward Thor delighted as Loki tried to shrink away from the scratch of his bearded chin upon his smooth, sensitive flesh, the rough wetness as he ran his tongue across that pale, tear stained cheek.
Loki groaned through gritted teeth, straining against the mattress as Thor's strong hand snaked up and down his unwilling arousal, he could feel his brother's own, stiffening member nudging against his thigh. Sickened he looked away unable to look into Thor's eyes as an unwelcome hot pleasure burnt within his groin. His whole feverish body trembling as every fibre strained against the increasing waves of throbbing rapture that engulfed him. Loki cursed his weakness as a soft moan slipped from his parted lips, his aching member responding to Thor's coarse, quickening pace as finally, ashamed he begrudgingly gave up his hot, sticky semen. As before Thor smeared the spent seed upon his manhood then trailed the remains between Loki's spread legs before he thrust his fingers inside of his squirming, weeping brother as he prepared him for the storm of savage passion that he needed to sate.
Loki sobbed as Thor grasped his slim hips and brutally forced his hard, generous member into him. Loki cried out in agonizing, burning pain, his stolen virginity had left him torn, raw and ever so tight. But Thor only laughed cruelly; slowly withdrawing his shaft and thrusting it back in even more forcefully as if he drew an increased amount of sick pleasure knowing how much this obviously hurt Loki.
"Please..." begged Loki the tears now streaming down his flushed cheeks as he struggled, tugging wildly at the chain binding him, the heavy shackles tearing into his blistered, wounded wrists. Thor ignored him, sliding both hands upwards to grabbed Loki by the throat, choking the protests from him. Every thrust seemed to burn his raw flesh, the pain so intense that Loki could feel the hot, nauseous taste of bile in his mouth, his sickened, cramped stomach threatening to heave up his partly digested rations. Thor raked his teeth across the sensitive, bruised flesh of Loki's slender neck, panting heavily at his ear, his language a stream of vulgar tongue as his fingers fractionally increased the pressure upon Loki's windpipe, choking the breath from him...and all Loki longed for was too surrendered to unconsciousness so that he could escape yet another brutal, merciless rape.
As Thor groaned, finally collapsing in a violent, shuddering climax against his sobbing, trembling younger brother there was a sudden faint crackle, as if the air had become charged with icy, blue electricity. Loki gasped as he felt a momentarily frosty tingling sensation travel across his damaged, bleeding wrists. Startled Thor released his strangle hold upon Loki's throat who grasped the chance to painfully twist his neck in the direction of the crackling sound to catch the briefest glimpse of pale, azure sparks dance beneath the metallic surface of his shackles. Loki's eyes widened with surprise as his wounded wrists were soothed by cool, healing magic while a shimmering blueness seemed to slowly transverse down the flesh of his willowy arms and the upper part of his body.
"What is this treachery?" roared Thor furiously as he sprung off his brother's still trembling body. "Jotunheim filth..." spat Thor as he struck Loki so hard across the face that is rattled his teeth and reopened the clotted blood from his recently broken nose.
"But Thor...I...I've never conjured Jotun magic " spluttered Loki, gagging at the unpleasant taste of copper filling his mouth as the blood gushed from his nose and soaked into the mattress. He was just as in the dark as the God of Thunder to how he was able to summon his magic, the weaker healing kind but it was still magic, a tiny, unexpected glimmer of hope in the utter darkness of his tortured existence. "These shackles are supposed to impede my magic...I am not controlling this...you have to believe me..."
"You disgust me brother" snarled Thor as he hurriedly struggled back into his clothes and then snatched up the leather collar and gleaming chain. Loki tried to shrink away in genuine terror, haunted by the suffering that had been inflicted upon him, once again having to endure the humiliation of wearing a collar as he had be forced to do by the Chitauri. But Thor just smiled with sadistic pleasure as he knelt down beside Loki and started to slide the thick, black collar around his painfully bruised throat. "Your true form repulses me, you are truly hideous to behold, brother...your cold, despicable blue heart at last betrays you..." snarled Thor as he slipped the first strap into the large, golden buckle and gave it a sharp, savage tug to fasten it tight. "Even now you dare to reveal your odious true parentage, mock those fallen in battle with the hateful face of the enemy that even now threatens our once tranquil, golden city and the fair people of Asgard?"
"But...but...Thor..." sobbed Loki as his heartless older brother pulled the other strap a little too tightly around his neck. "I am not the enemy this time...I am..."
"Silence traitor" spat Thor as untangling the shackle chain from Mjolnir he hauled Loki to his feet and dragged him barefoot, only clothed in his dirty, thin linen tunic towards the cell door. "It is time for the people of Asgard to see the true nature of the one that has once again betrayed them".