Hey guys :D First of all - R5-is-so-amazing when you reviewed my first though was "Me to" :p AND I've only just realized that I've spelt 'disclaimer' wrong for the last however many chapters XD
Anyways - enjoy :D
Disclaimer:- 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-consensual sex or rape :/ I feel SO guilty for doing that to Riker but it fits :'( (Do I even have to add a warning? :p)
Marcus lead me out the huge doors and into the freezing temperatures of the mountain the house was on. I breathed in the air greedily, the coldness burning my nose and lungs but I was relieved that I could do this. I hadn't tasted fresh air for over a weeks. "You still there?" Marcus asked as he looked over his shoulder at me. The walk continued in silence and I reveled at the sound of snow crunching under our feet and the wind whistling through the forest.
I looked at the forest and the thought of running passed through my mind but I quickly forgot about it. I hadn't eaten proper food since the party my family had thrown for me. I closed my eyes and sniffed, I had to forget about that life. "The past is in the past." I whispered under my breath unknowingly.
"What was that?" Marcus asked and stopped me with a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at him before dropping my eyes. "Answer me." He ordered me.
"I-I just thought about something, but its the past. The past is in the past." I answered and kept my eyes fixed on the ground under my feet.
I heard Marcus sigh before he pulled my shoulder and we started waking again, Marcus keeping me by his side. "I think about things that have happened to, but what you said. The past is in the past but even though we know the fact, we still think about it." I put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me into his side, the same way as a boyfriend would to their girlfriend. I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose, I don't want him to hold me like this. "We're here." He announces and I look up to see a small wooden cabin.
We walk up the steps and Marcus opens the door, pushing me in first. I stumble in and look around the room, my eyes staying glued to the TV. "Sit." Marcus ordered and pointed to a small sofa and I did as he said. He sat next to me and picked up the remote from the small table next to the sofa. He put the TV on and flicked through the channels. "Tell me when to stop." I nodded once and stared at the images on the TV, I never thought that I'd be able to do this again.
"Stop, please." I begged and the channel stayed the same, I smiled at the sight. On the TV stood my family, and Ellington. They were performing Ready Set Rock, the last song I wrote with Rocky. I smiled as Ross sang lead, jamming out with Ryland.
The performance finished and a studio audience cheered and whistled. "R5 everyone!" The presenter announced as she walked onto the screen to stand between Ross and Rocky. "Now boys, that was your fist song. I have to ask - who wrote it?" They all looked to the floor and my heart ached at the sadness that was evident on their faces.
Rocky cleared his throat before speaking. "Me and my brother wrote it together."
The crowd aww'ed at him and the presenter smiled. "Well, congratulations to you both. Which one of these nutters wrote it with you?" She asked, not realizing how much the question would hurt them.
"Our oldest brother, he was taken away 3 weeks ago." Rocky answered and tear glistened in his eyes.
- "Oh, oh I'm sorry." The presenter apologised. "Now its time for a quick break, don't leave you sofa's!" The screen moved the advertisements and I looked at my lap.
- "Was that your family?" I flinched at Marcus' voice but nodded. He stood up and walked across the room. I looked at my lap and smiled at what I'd just watched. Something wet landed on my lap and I was shocked to see that I was crying. I wiped the tears with the jacket Marcus let me borrow and took as deep breath as Marcus sat by me.
- The program came back on and I smiled when my family were sitting on sofa's ready to be interviewed. "Welcome back!" The presenter chirped happily and it was irritating. "Before the break we saw a performance by the hit new band R5!" The audience there cheered and I smiled, they'd become popular. "Now its time for you at home to have your questions answered!" I saw the forced smiles of everyone apart from Rocky who was frowning.
I watched them answer ridiculous questions and noticed that the smiles on their faces didn't seem quite as forced as they had been. "And time for our last question!" The presenter announced and I was thoroughly annoyed by her voice. Marcus muted the TV and I looked at him.
"Say anything stupid and I'll hurt you." He warned before putting the phone in his hand onto loud speaker. "Hello." He greeted calmly.
"Hello, what is your question for the band?" A voice came through the speaker and my heart skipped a beat.
Marcus nodded at me. "H-how are you?" I asked and I watched their reaction on the TV.
They sat frozen in the seat with their eyes wide. "R-Riker?" Rocky asked.
"Yeah, it's me." I answered and my voice shook and happy tears left my eyes.
"Rike, where are you? Are you ok?" Rocky asked and I saw the huge smile on his face with tears streaming down his face.
"I'm fine, I-"
"He can't say where he is." Marcus cut me off and their faces dropped.
"I don't even know where I am to tell you Rockers." I answered.
"Please, will you bring my brother home?" Rydel spoke up and I saw Marcus tense.
"Delly, I'll be ok. Just focus on yourself, Rockers you're the man of the house besides pa." I gave the message and I saw Ross and Ryland crying more.
"Times up little one." Marcus told me.
"I love you guys." I said and then Marcus hung up and my head dropped into my hands and I cried.
Marcus was staring at me, I could sense it. "You were a good boy, but the girl wasn't." He stated and I bit my lip. "Get up." He ordered me and I did. "Take off the jacket." I swallowed and took it off, draping it over the sofa neatly. "Your shirt off." I closed my eyes as I followed the order. I flinched when his hand touched my stomach. "There's a science based slave house that you can send slaves to. They test how much pain a boy can stand without collapsing, and how far a boy can be pushed physically." He spoke as he traced patterns on my stomach. "I was thinking of sending you there in a week. I'd still be able to visit you and play with you, but I could buy another slave while your away. A girl so she can bear a child." He thought aloud and I looked at the ceiling. "I'll have to talk to the others of course."
I stood before him with his hand moving around my stomach for a while and I relaxed slightly. He stood up and put either of his hands on my waist. My breath hitched when he started running his hands up my sides before he pulled me close to him, crushing our hips together so I could feel his erect dick on my thighs. "You are so beautiful." He breathed into my ear and right then I knew he would hurt me.
I looked into his eyes and he held my gaze. Fear filled me when his eyes turned to fire with rage. He threw me to the side and I hit my head on something hard before he pulled my trousers and boxers down and buried himself deep inside me. I screamed in pain and I gagged when he started to moan in pleasure. He ran his hands over my back and on my stomach before digging his nails into my hips and releasing inside me. He pulled out of me and I gasped in pain.
He harshly rolled me so I was sitting on my butt and looking up at him. "Open your mouth." He ordered and I stared at him before I did and closed my eyes. My eyes shot open when he put himself in my mouth. "Clean me, then blow me." He ordered and I hesitantly ran my tongue under his dick and then around it. I was sure he was clean when he started to go hard, and the taste of my own blood filled my mouth. I gagged when he thrust his hips forward and pushed himself further down my throat. I tried to pull back but he grabbed my hair and pushed me towards him, somehow making him go further into me. I clenched my eyes shut and licked him again. I breathed through my nose and tears left my eyes when he shot down my throat.
He pulled out of my mouth and pulled his trousers up. "All clothes off." He said simply and tilted his head. I took of the shoes and socks, then my trousers and boxers so I was fully exposed to him again. He sat down on the sofa. "All fours under my legs." He order and I did as he said. The TV was un muted and he changed the channel, I tuned out what was being said and thought of the conversation I'd had with Rocky, and seeing them perform. I smiled at the memory as I looked at the floor.
For the first time in my life, I'm hoping to be sent to a slave house. I want to get away from the men that had caused me so much pain since ripping me away from my life. I cursed the person who brought the slavery into the law, I cursed these men for hurting me but there was one thing I was happy about.
I was the oldest out of my siblings, none of them will be hurt.
Hey :) sorry about the crappy ending :p
Ok, I have a recent fascination with MPREG stories and I don't know whether to tie my own version into this at the science slave house, say that they're testing possibilities of whether a foetus would survive inside a male body.
Should I tie it in this story or write it in a new story? Either way it will be a Riker story though :s let me know what you think :p
