I'm sorry for the delay but I'm back now.

Thank you so much to everyone who has sent the messages, me and my family really appreciated all the wishes.

Diclaimer:- I do not in any way, shape or form own R5 or the Lynch family. I do however own the story line and any OC's featured. (This applies to every chapter if I ever forget to include it.)

WARNING:- Non-consentual sex or rape :/ I feel SO guilty for doing that to Riker but it fits :'(


I lost track of time and the only thing I felt was intense pleasure coming from my area and I wanted to explode. I gasped when the light was turned on and I was blinded for a few minutes and I heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. I was panting heavily at the pained pleasure I felt.

Darrel was the first man I saw and he walked over with a bottle of water in his hand, he could choose to give it to me or to not give it to me. I was unbelievably scared of what power these men had over me, they controlled when I would eat, drink and sleep. They would also rule where I slept and what 'activites' I would be put through.

"Does the ittle boy want some water?" He asked in a baby voice and made no move to relieve me of my silent torture. I nodded and his smile grew. "Of course." Then, he threw the whole bottle of freezing cold water over my area and it hurt like hell! I cried out in pain and I tried to move away but I couldn't move. "Aww, does wittle baby huwrt?" He stopped and looked at me, I knew that he was seeing the fear and hurt in my eyes. I'd be shocked if he didn't. "Good." Was the last thing he said icily before he walked to the wall and picked the brander of its hook.

I saw one of the other men move and I looked and saw him throw a lit match into the fireplace which instantly caught flame. Darrel walked to it and put the end of the brander in the fire. I whimpered as the iron got red hot and Darrel picked it up. I knew what it felt like, I knew how much pain I would be in but I had no idea where he was going to brand me. I didn't want to know and find out. Darrel looked at me and laughed before dropping the iron in the fire, making sure no flames hit the handle and walked over to me.

He walked over to me and smoothed down my hair which was wet with sweat. "Shh pet. We'll look after you. We'll make sure this hurts you as much as possible, it is your first time right?" I nodded. "Now you'll never experience love." He walked to the bottom of the table and brought up the extra part for it. He kept my legs tied down so I was fully open to him and what he was about to do to me. He got onto the extra table part before he sat on my hips. His hand traced my cheeks and lips before he crashed his lips onto mine. I breathed heavily through my nose and my eyes were wide. His tongue pushed through my lips and it harshly explored every inch of my mouth, I wanted to throw up into his mouth but I knew it would only result in more pain for me.

He eventually pulled his mouth of mine and he slapped my and my head rolled to the side. "You didn't kiss me back. You're going to wish you did." He said and in one move he was fully buried in my hole. I screamed until my lungs burnt and I whimpered and cried as he pulled out of me before slamming into me harder each time. I was nearly sick when he started to groan in pleasure above me. Tears leaked down my cheeks and more fell when I heard the other 2 men laugh. I saw movement from the men and looked to it, wishing I hadn't. Marcus stood in the corner watching me with his trousers down and pumping himself and John was walking towards me with all his clothes of and a cattle prod in his hands. He stood by my head before leaning down and I could hear wood banging against each other and soon the table part on my back was on was put down so only my legs, hips and Darrel were keeping me from being on the floor and I saw John looking down at me with a grin on his face.

He stood above me and I could hear the electric buzzing in the prod. He flipped a switch and electric cracked. I flinched which lead to my butt clenching and Darrel thrust into me harder thinking I was enjoying it. John laughed and put the end of the prod to my chest. I shook my head and more tears fell. The flip was switched and pain flared through my body and I screamed in pain. Without taking the prod of me or even turning it off, John put his dick in my mouth. He turned the prod off and brought it to my throat. "If you bite me I will put this on and you will either die or just go through more pain." My blood ran cold and he pulled out of my mouth before sitting straight over me, forcing is dick deep into my throat and I nearly choked. "Suck me boy." John ordered me and I had NO idea what to do. John stood up before pushing his dick down my throat again. "I SAID SUCK ME BOY!" He screamed and something clicked in my brain. I moved my tongue down his dick and he groaned above me. I took it as a good sign and I continued to run my tongue up and down him. Through all of that he was still thrusting in and out of my mouth while Darrel was pounding me.

I had clenched my eyes shut but they flew open when I felt something liquid hit the back of my throat in strings and I tensed which made Darrel cum inside me. Both men thrust into me weakly before they pulled out finally. Pained tears found their way through my eyes and I was shocked that I could still cry, it had felt like he'd been crying forever. I looked at each man above me and their eyes were slightly glazed and they looked tired. "M-Marcus, do you want him no or shall we put him away for a but?" John asked and I suddenly remembered Marcus.

Marcus tipped his head to the side and looked at my face. "I'll have a go when he's on the collar and lead. Oh, we need to give him our mark too boys. Can I do it please? Seeing as you both just fucked him." Darrel and John nodded and fear froze my body. I watched Marcus as best as I could and he picked up the brander which was now white hot. I whimpered and tried to move as he put it close to my head. Was he going to brand my head? "Put the table back up John." John followed the order and my back was in agony when the table was flat again. "Now, we can either mark you down here." He moved the brander to the base of my dick and my breath hitched. "Or, we can do it here." He said as he pushed the metal onto my shoulder, extremely close to my neck. I cried out in pain but I knew NOT to move or the iron could quickly moved onto another part of my body or my neck.

The brander stayed there for what seemed like years and when it was pulled away Darrel patted my hair. "Good boy, you screamed but didn't move. I think you can have dinner tonight." He said in a voice I'd used on my friends dog countless times.

"Arthur and Grant are coming down to put our toy away. Let's go have our dinner, I'm sure Gloria had made us something delightful." I was shocked at the change in attitude John had, he had gone from a man who had taken pleasure in using me to what sounded like a loving husband. Marcus and Darrel nodded and the 3 walked up the stairs leaving the brander on the floor and leaving me on the table in complete agony and filled with shame.

After a while I heard footsteps coming down the steps. I looked at the bottom with wide eyes and my breathing was deep. "Do you think they hurt him badly?" A voice sounded quietly.

"I hope not, he seemed like a good kid." I watched as the 2 muscle men walked into the room and look at me. "You're still conscience, impressive." Muscle man 2 said, I wish they'd tell me your names.

"Arthur, be nice to him. He's already scared half to death." I looked at muscle man 1. Well, at least I know one of their names. "You hurt bad sweetie?" I stared at the man in shock, he was asking me if I was ok? "I know this seems weird for you, but we don't want to hurt you. We just do it so we can keep our oldest kids."

"W-what do you mean?" My voice was hoarse and it tickled my throat to talk and I coughed.

"Hey, no speaking. It'll do more harm than good. Me and this big lug are together, did any of those men say anything about a Gloria?" I opened my mouth but I had a death glare of both men so I nodded. "She's our daughter. I had a gender change after I had her." I nodded and smiled, relieved that I knew at least 2 people weren't going to hurt me straight away.

"I'm Arthur, by the way." There was a awkward silence and I shifted in pain. "Oh, let's get you off that darling." My mind was officially blown. Muscle men 1 and 2 were calling me 'sweetie' and 'darling'. Next thing someone will come down and offer me remotely edible food.

The men walked to me slowly and took the nipple clips off me and took the cock ring off to. I sighed when they were of but my back was still in agony, never mind me lower regions. "That better?" I nodded and let my head roll to the side. "Hey, don't fall asleep on us now." I opened my eyes and looked at Arthur, or was it Grant? My mind was to foggy to figure it out. Where has the tiredness come from anyway? I wasn't tired a few seconds ago for crying out loud.

One of the men unshackled me while the other picked me up carefully. I winced when I was moved and it pulled my legs. I was put onto the floor gently and a chain was put on my ankle. I groaned and the contact. "Sorry but it's the rules. Maygan tried to run when she didn't have her chain on so she was killed." I knew the voice for sure, it was Grant!

I heard more footsteps and I froze, instantly awake and alert. I looked up and saw a girl standing at the stairs and she had a tray in her hand and something over her shoulder, I couldn't make it out. "He's very pretty father. He looks like master John's wife before she died."

"I know darling. I think that's why Darrel bought him. John's been moody and disrespectful to their space since she died. The poor soul." I was completely confused at Grant's words. "Arthur, you better go up to them. You know how they get when one of us isn't around." Arthur nodded and walked up the steps quickly.

The girl walked closer to me and set the stray in front of me. "I'm sorry it's not much but this is all they said to give you." I looked at the tray and saw a small bowl of tomato soup and 1 piece of bread, and a glass of water.

I smiled up at her. "Thanks." I said hoarsely and Grant lightly slapped my arm.

"I said no speaking." Was all he said to me. "Gloria go back up and serve their food for me please. If they ask where am I just tell them I'm cleaning the blood off the table and floor, you know how much they hate the mess." The girl nodded and I watched her wave before going up the stairs. Grant looked at me again and picked the glass of water off the tray. "You thirsty?" I nodded and he put the glass by my lips. "Small sips, it could be up to 10 days before you next drink." He tipped the glass slightly and I forced myself not to just gulp it down all at once. He took the glass away from my mouth when I'd had a few mouth full's and I nearly cried. "Have soup, it helps take the taste away." I was suddenly aware of the horrible taste in my mouth and I nearly threw up. Grant quickly put a spoon in the soup and put it in my mouth. I swallowed it and my face crunched up in dis-taste, I's never liked tomato soup. "It's a lot better than what the last one had kid. She had moulded bread." I just nodded and he gave me another spoonful of the soup.


Hey guys, sorry for the crappy ending but my sister always handled the ending of CH's :/

Now, do you want Riker to have a quiet CH or do you want him to get hurt again? There's 2 ways for this to go in other words.

Also, does anyone have any story suggestions/idea's/requests for a different story/oneshot? If you do PM me :) I'd only do one for:-

The Walking Dead - Glenn

R5

Glee - Jeff/Nick

Let me know :)