"Will you take the pain that I give to you,
again and again,
and will you return it." "Strangelove" by Depeche Mode
Silvers throat constricted, clenching and sputtering on the length invading his moist maw. The owner thrusted rapidly ignoring the others inability to keep is throat relaxed enough to take the entire appendage. Spunk trickled down a light peach muzzle, the white veins mixing with previously dried cum. Chains jingled with every plunge into the shivering youngster, as claws scraped up and down his body.
Mephiles grimaced. He had caught Silver, but he had not been successful in making Silver his property. His slave was no longer submissive to him, and had insisted that he would rather rot in the fallen gods underground "dungeon" than serve him. The villain had collared him and chained him to the corner of the dungeon for his amusement. He had whipped him, fucked him in every way imaginable and watched him scream and moan pain tinged with pleasure at various sexual "treatments". Yet the futuristic hedgehog did not succumb and the the god was growing restless.
It was one thing to take pleasure from another… but the dark one was beginning to learn that pleasure taken was not as pleasurable as receiving love from another. He wanted Silver to react to him and he tried everything to get a reaction from the one below him. During sex, Silver was limp. The rams into his body shook his core but no thrust was attempted from himself. Dull eyes gazed into the depths of the universe, not conscious of anything in his reality.
The only thing that had he could receive a reaction from was the occasional forced bj. Even then, the actions of the other seemed to be automatic, like a piano players memorized solo that required no mental capacity. Silvers eyes were a million miles away his mind was finding its own way of obtaining freedom, even if his body was currently chained to the ground and electrocuted from time to time in an attempt to constrict his sanity.
Mephiles grasped behind the ivory neck before him and pounded one last time into the one before him as he placed a neon rod to the others round cheek watching a spark jolt the other into reality for a slit second, dilated pupils growing and then immediately contracting. Spunk rushed into the others mouth and Silver swallowed slowly barely registering the bitter taste before sitting on his knees and staring behind his captor.
He didn't care, his mind was free, reliving every moment that he had with his lovers. Every melodious chuckle that emanated from Sonic was magical and he felt warm as his mind constructed a mental images of Shadows small genuine fleeting smiles. He would imagine that they were in a meadow gazing at the the celestial wonders above. The twitching dusty lightbulbs above him served as stars, and the glints from the machines and various sexual weapons on nails in front of him were fireflies.
Sonic would encourage him, and gently graze his cheek with his gloved finger. Shadow would hug him from behind and talk dirty in his ear whilst nipping it lightly. He would wipe that small bit of chili dog off of Sonic's cheek with his tongue and leave a bushel of roses for Shadow as he woke up from the couch. They would snuggle in bed and dress each others wounds after battle.
Mephiles stared at Silvers expression, the others lips had twitched into a smile despite his body's current situation. The dark one fumed, the smile wasn't for him and he knew it, if only there was a way to capture the youngsters soul. If only he could bribe him into submitting.
He had tried starving him, whilst teasing him with the smell of a good meal, which failed. The ivory one simply ignored it, he didn't really eat often anyway. Torture nudged Silver into reality only briefly. He needed a way to get into Silvers mind…
Mephiles yanked the chain and collar fixed on the sticky, matted, previously ivory neck before him and pulled the teen toward him tilting the young ones chin up to meet his infectious gaze.
He spoke slowly and deliberately...
" You never told them, did you? "That I owned you, that I branded you…you hid your slavery to me…" "I bought you… you are mine and will always be Silver."
A claw traced the brand on Silver's ankle.
No response…
Mephiles realized that there were only two words that got the ivory's attention.
" They must hate you Silver, look what you did to them…." " Sonic and Shadow are in this mess because of you." " Sonic is being taken every night by his arch enemy and Shadow is my personal guardian and your new overseer."
" I didn't take away their will Silver, it was you, you lead them into this, you knew I would come for you, you knew what would happen."
" How selfish, you put them in danger for your own benefit and you don't even tell them the full story…"
" You ruined their lives." "How could they forgive you?"
'How could they even… love you?'
Silver's eyes widened and his trance was broken, for once he actually looked into the eyes of his captor in pain. They would hate him. Sonic probably cursed his name at night. If he didn't get involved, if he ran away and didn't get in a relationship with them they would have been safe.
He ruined everything…
At at once Silver broke down sobbing. After two weeks of torture, constant rape and humiliation he had finally snapped to a simple comment.
Mephiles grinned, he had him now… the dark one left the youngster to his own torturous mind which he knew would scold him and tear at his sanity and his heart, soaking in the information previously given.
Little did he know that acceding to the Doctor, Sonic constantly called for him and the doctor himself had stopped taking the other in guilt and simply locked his prize up. Shadow rebelled against the doses of drugs poisoning his mind and higher amounts of dosage was required to keep the agent in check.
The doctor wanted to free Sonic, but Mephiles had a better idea… one that would benefit everyone…
well, almost everyone…
The dark form spent the rest of his afternoon in his lab concocting a new serum.
Sonic, for the thousandth time spin-dashed within his diamond infused cell. He slumped against the wall refusing to cry. It had been a week since the doctor had taken him and he could still feel the pulsing in his backside. He shuddered at the thought and blocked his memory.
He thought he was going to be ripped in half.
Sonic was not ignorant of the doctors desires, he had stumbled upon a journal in his computer that described in great detail all the things he wanted to do to the sapien. Along with the journals there were pictures of Sonic's backside taken by his robots right before they were shattered to pieces by the hero himself.
Luckily the Doctor had morals, and once he had taken the struggling hero a second time he had realized that he gained no pleasure from forcing the other and desired mutual affection.
Sonic promised him "affection" if he would aid him in saving Silver. Now he had to await the doctors answer.
Patience wasn't really his thing…
Shadow was confused.
There was something about that white hedgehog that ignited him. When asked to whip him or "prepare" him, he could not resist touching the other.
His "Sir" had his way with him and he could only watch. He could not help but feel that he knew the dazed slave. He was beautiful and the the chains that adorned him made him even more delectable.
So far his "Sir" prohibited extended contact between himself and the ivory beauty.
Shadow existed only to aid in punishing the one he wanted.
Mephiles unlocked the door to his private dungeon room and spotted Silver crouching on the floor in tears. For once the dark ones presence was acknowledged.
" If you simply yield to your master Silver, I will free them…"
Silver dragged his chains to crawl to his master. Tears pooled within his eyes and he submitted, licking the shoes of his owner. The slave sat up kneeling in true slave position and stated his last request as an individual to the one before him.
"If Master grants his slave this last request to free those that he captured, this slave promises to be his masters and he may do as he wishes to this slave and this slave will strive to make him eternally happy and give him pleasure."
Mephiles grasped the collar of the other and forced the other into deep threatening kiss, which Silver lightly returned, before throwing the other to the floor.
He bit Silvers body drawing blood from tortured skin. He dragged Silver to a corner and slammed him against a wall, pinning his arms against his back as he dug his fingers within Silvers opened, torn, private domain. He thrust within Silver rubbing him against the wall with each pound as sickening pained moans emanated from the teens sore throat.
Mephiles withdrew and gazed upon his slave expectantly…
Silver was weary, and he searched his mind for a possible reason why Mephiles was looking at him in such a manner… it seemed he had forgotten everything…
until he remembered…
The teen bowed down exposing his backside once more, as cum and blood dripped down his inner thighs and legs.
This slave is unworthy master, and needs to be punished. Take this slave and do as you wish…this slave is but an object and only exists to serve you.
" Yes my pet, you know that you are mine."
"However, I cannot simply rely on that,we need to make it
... permanent."
Mephiles took out a small bottle filled with clear liquid as Silvers eyes widened in horror.
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