Raphael woke up with a splitting headache a while later and found when he tried to move that he was bound to the bed. He glanced around the room and saw that the villains were naked and on either side of him in the bed and pressed up close, their stench permeating the air, engulfing his nostrils and making him want to vomit.

The emerald skinned turtle inwardly recoiled, as he opened his mouth to yell for help, but finding that he was gagged, all he could do was glare daggers at the goons.

"Well, hello, little snookums," Bebop said, cupping Raphael's cheek. "Had a good nap? Good, because it's time to play and you're on the menu."
"Mfff!" Raphael whined in protest behind the gag, his green eyes wide in fear, and instinctively pressed his tail firmly against his body.

I don't want this. Please no, Raphael thought.

"You want it, huh?" Rocksteady said, trailing a hand down Raphael's plastron and making him shiver. "Are you a virgin, Raphie? I bet you are," he added, stroking Raphael's slit. "Drop down. We want to see you. Bet you aren't as big as us, though."

Raphael trembled and tried to tuck his tail away, but Rocksteady chuckled, moved it aside and continued stroking his slit.

The villain smiled when he saw Raphael's puckered hole on display for him.

A muffled churr escaped a mortified Raphael's lips, as the soft cartilage in his lower plastron parted and his purple semi-erect cock dropped down into Rocksteady's hands, twitching, the veins pulsating, and precum leaking from it.

"Wow. It's purple," Bebop said in astonishment. "I thought it'd be green like him and he's a big boy, but we're bigger. Let's show him."

Raphael squeezed his eyes shut and thought, this can't be happenin'. I'm havin' a bad dream and when I wake up, I'm gonna….

"Open yer damn eyes, Raphie," Bebop barked and slapped the Turtle across his face. "Now or I swear you'll be toothless."

A frightened Raphael opened his eyes and looked at them in horror.

"Good boy," Bebop said and stroked his shaft, grinning as it soon stood proud and erect, precum oozing from the tip. "I'm twelve inches of fun. Fun for your holes. You're going to get used to looking up at us and you won't fight us. You're our toy."
"Yep," Rocksteady said and rubbed his own dick, watching as it soon became erect, precum glistening on the glans. "Like it, Raphie? I'm thirteen inches and I can think of no better place than your rear for it. Oh. And your mouth of course. If you aren't a cocksucker, you soon will be and don't even think about whining to the boss. He couldn't care less about you. It's just an act to get you to our side," Bebop lied. "All he cares about is power, dominance and getting one over that rat. What better way of achieving it than by brainwashing you into hating the rat? Hmm? I bet you thought Boss was sincere. There's none here, Raphie, and there's no escape."

"Fffffff!" Raphael spluttered behind the gag in terror, dread coursing through his body at seeing their massive dicks.

They're gonna split me in two, Raphael thought and struggled futilely. They're fuckin' huge and I can't take them. I can't. I don't wanna. I want Dad. Where's Dad? Why didn't he hear our argument? Dad! They want me as their toy. I'd rather die and they smell. Please no.

"You want us to fuck you? We'd be delighted," Bebop said and snickered. "You really are an eager puppy, Raphie. I get first dibs."
"Fffff!" Raphael said and tried to break free of his bonds again.

"How cute. He's shy," Rocksteady said sneeringly and tugged at Raphael's tail, making a strangled muffled sound escape Raphael's lips and him try to tuck his tail away.
"No, baby," Bebop said, pulling the tail aside and once again Raphael's puckered hole was on display.

The villains drooled at the sight, their saliva dripping onto Raphael's stomach.

"You're so cute trussed up like this, Raphie," Bebop said and lined his dick up at Raphael's entrance. "So cute. Do you like it hard?" he asked, his face mere inches from Raphael's own, his foul odor filling Raphael's nostrils.
"FFFFFFFF!"

"He does," Rocksteady crowed, his eyes shining. "Show him what a real man is. He wants it. Remember he loves us and he needs a good stuffing, so he can learn his place as our bitch. Don't cry, Raphie-poo. You'll love it!" Rocksteady said and tugged Raphael's tail hard, making tears spring to his eyes.

Bebop thrust inside of Raphael with no lube, causing him to emit a strangled cry, as tears rolled down his cheeks and making him feel like he was being ripped in two by the beast.

It fuckin' hurts so bad, Raphael thought wretchedly and moaned behind the gag in pain. I wanna die. Hurts so bad. Dad, I need ya ta stop them. Please.

Bebop sped up the pace, as Rocksteady cheered him on. He slammed into Raphael, making his anal walls clamp down onto the villain's dick, as his prostate was repeatedly stabbed.

Anguished moans soon turned to ones of pleasure as Raphael neared his climax, his heart racing, his eyes glazed over, his cheeks flushed.

Rocksteady watched them and thought, not long now and I can fuck the Turtle. He's going to get a good workout.

Raphael came with a muffled churr, his sticky essence coating his plastron white.

Bebop climaxed soon after, his hot seed shooting deep inside of Raphael. Some of it leaked out of his hole and trickled between his legs onto the bedspread.

The warthog pulled out and smeared some of his cum onto Raphael's beak and body, marking him with his scent. He knew it was animalistic, but he wanted the Turtle to understand that he was owned by him and also by Rocksteady and he had to do all they wished for the rest of his life.

"You're ours, Raphie," Bebop said to a revolted Raphael. "Ours. You look so good with my jizz on you, but I'm afraid you were a bit lacklustre in bed. You'll soon be better, though, and boy, do we have a lot planned for you. Do you like BDSM? We sure do."

Raphael's anus and tail ached and he desperately wanted a shower to try and wash away the shame and memories of the nightmare and torment, but he had a feeling that his abuse was far from over.

That was confirmed when Rocksteady declared that it was his turn.

"FFF!" Raphael protested.

"Raphie, Raphie," Rocksteady said in a sing song voice. "My little Raphie. Daddy's going to make you see stars."
"He isn't tight," Bebop said. "I think he's had sex before. Pity. I'd have liked him to have been a virgin."
"It doesn't matter. I'll still breed him like the bitch he is. I'm coming in, Raphie!"

Rocksteady thrust his gigantic dick inside of Raphael, who gasped behind the gag.

No, Raphael thought in abject horror. Not again. No. No. Dad, where the hell are ya? Dad, come ask if I'm okay or somethin'. Dad! I wanna die. I can't take no more. Every parta me hurts.

Rocksteady thrust harder and faster and it wasn't long before he was moaning in satisfaction, as pleasure coursed through his body, his toes curling. He'd never had sex before and he'd finally achieved it. Sure, it was with the hideous Turtle, but at least he wasn't a virgin anymore and he could have it as often as he wanted it with the Turtle now under their control.

Raphael whined in agony behind the gag, but he soon churred in rapture, as his prostate was repeatedly stabbed, his dick hard and throbbing. He knew he was approaching his climax.

Not again. I don't want this, but I'm churrin' as if I do, Raphael thought. What the fuck's wrong with me? I don't want this. No. My body's betrayin' me. I want them ta stop.

Rocksteady went over the edge with a loud roar and shot his seed deep inside of Raphael. Then he pulled out.

Raphael came with a muffled churr, his dick leaking all over his plastron.

Rocksteady spread his cum onto Raphael's beak and said, "That was fun. I can't wait to go again. You're a dream come true, Raphie."

An exhausted Raphael sniffed behind the muzzle and thought, surely they're done for now and maybe they'll let me go, but it ain't as if I can walk. They've done a number on me and all I wanna do is sleep.

"I'm going to untie you, Raphie, but I'll hurt you if you try to run," Bebop said. "Nod if you understand."

Raphael nodded, too worn out to protest.

Bebop untied him and before he could think about escaping, he found himself lying on Bebop's stomach, his beak smooshed into the villain's groin area, his legs wide apart, Rocksteady sniffing at his rear.

The gag still on Raphael, his fearful moans were muffled, as the rhino stuck his finger inside of Raphael's hole.

"Hmmm. Think he can go again, Bebop?" Rocksteady asked?
"I don't think he has the stamina we do."

"FFFFF!" Raphael mumbled.

Release me, please, Raphael thought sadly. I've had enough.

"But he wants to," Rocksteady said and cackled. "As you wish, Raphie. By the way, we have fantastic staminas, especially me. I can go all night and cum every five minutes, so you're in for a real treat."

Pressed up against Bebop's groin, his overpowering stench filled Raphael's nostrils, making him want to gag, the villain's dick twitching. Raphael didn't like it one bit and frantically tried to get away.

"No, no, no!" Bebop said angrily and spanked Raphael's butt, making him almost jump out of his shell. "Lie still, Raphie, and breathe in the scent of one of Your Masters. Breathe it in. There's a good boy," Bebop added and wrapped his arms around Raphael's middle, keeping him in place. "Good boy. Breathe it in and accept it that you're not going anywhere. That's the smell of a real Alpha. You're just a toy. Ours. Good boy."

Rocksteady thrust inside of Raphael's hole, making him moan into the gag, Bebop's scent still assaulting his nostrils.

The scent was thick and cloying and Raphael was stunned, as the relentless thrusting continued that Bebop's scent was starting to smell really good and comforting. What the hell was wrong with him? He shouldn't feel that way. They were twisted, evil, his enemies and he hated them.

I don't want this, but it suddenly feels so good, Raphael thought, as pleasure coursed through his body. Mindblowin'. I like it and their scents. I'm theirs and they own me. Damn. I'm gonna cum.

Sensing Raphael's mind had switched, Bebop patted his rump condescendingly and grinned. It hadn't taken long to subdue the volatile Turtle to his immense surprise and he didn't think Raphael would protest ever again, because he knew his place.

Raphael's mind blanked, as his heart raced and his cheeks were flushed, his pleasure spiking, moments away from an orgasm.

Rocksteady came first, spilling his seed into the brain washed Turtle with a triumphant roar. Some of the semen dripping out of Raphael's abused hole and onto the sheets.

Raphael came with a muffled churr, his essence spraying onto his plastron, his cheeks still reddened.

"Good whore," Rocksteady said breathlessly and patted Raphael's ass. "You were splendid."
"Umpgh!" Raphael mumbled.

"His brain's switched, Rocksteady," Bebop said. "Let's let him go. He knows his place now."
"You sure?"
"Yes. I felt his mind switch."
"All right. I want a blowjob anyway."

Bebop removed the gag, looked down at Raphael and said, "What are you, Raphie?"
"Yers," Raphael said obediently. "Yers and Master's. Ya own me and ya smell so damn good."

"That's right, cub," Rocksteady said and smiled. "You're ours and we can do what you want. You won't tell the boss about this."
"No," Raphael said and yawned, desperate for sleep.

"No, cub," Bebop said. "Not yet. I want a blowjob, so get at it. I'll sit on the bed. You get on the floor. Now."

Raphael reluctantly got onto his knees and slowly took Bebop's cock inside of his mouth, but his efforts were half hearted, because he was exhausted.

"Let the bastard sleep for a bit," Rocksteady said. "I could use a kip. We'll wake him in two hours' time and then use him as much as we want."
"Fine. Bed, Raphie. Now," Bebop said.

Raphael climbed into bed and soon fell asleep, the villains on either side of him.

The hothead was woken two hours later to his consternation.

The villains spent the rest of the night using him to their hearts' content and were extremely savage and brutal.

The goons bit, nipped, hit, spanked and beat Raphael all over, ensuring he never fought back and rendering his body full of bruises and bite marks.

Raphael hadn't lost any teeth and didn't have any broken limbs, but his body was a train wreck when the psychopaths finished just after four a.m..

Blood trickled out of Raphael's abused hole, cum leaking out of the same hole and out of his mouth, his dick flaccid and lying in a pool of cum.

He'd fallen unconscious during the last round of sex, but the villains didn't think that was anything to worry about.

Bebop and Rocksteady left Raphael and went to their own bedrooms, looking forward to more action with him and confident he'd never tell their boss about his torment, because they'd tamed him, brain washed him and he was now just a submissive, obedient bitch. Theirs for all eternity.

A/N Will Raphael live? Will Shredder learn what happened?