Warning! Graphic chapter.

Wonderland Fallout 14

Tseng's POV

With a flick of his wrist, Carous signaled for his men to take me. Cautiously, they grabbed my legs and arms. I was unchained from the bed, only to be tied up again by the chains the guards had. My wrists were leashed, with one rather powerful looking guard holding the end of it. They were wary of legs though, seeing as how I had just previously made it into a makeshift weapon; Donovan's blood was still fresh on the floor and bed sheets.

One made an attempt to bond my ankles, but I drew them back into a defensive position. He backed away quickly, not wanting to become the next skewered victim. I heard Carous make a noise of disappointment with his teeth. The beak nosed man walked slowly over to the bed, a slight scowl on his thin lips.

"I grow tired of your defiance." he said sharply. Carous looked at the bloody bed sheets and floor. He shook his head in frustration. I kept a keen eye on his movements, watching him carefully as he began to circle the bed. He abruptly stopped at the foot of the bed and looked up at me. I again started to pull back my legs as Carous went for the zipper of my boots. He shot me a fierce look when I moved.

"You will be still." came his demand.

I glared at him and thought about piercing my heel through his fleshy cheek. The thought quickly died, though the image still remained. He reached up to my thighs and began to pull down the zipper. He kept a careful eye on me as he removed the boots. Cool air brought chills to my legs as they were exposed, no longer kept warm by the leather. The netted stockings I wore did little to keep me warm.

The birdlike man placed the bloody boots to the side, shaking his head as he did. He retrieved a chain from one of the men and made to tie my feet. He looked up at me for any sign that I would resist bondage and kick him. I wouldn't. I couldn't risk getting into anymore trouble, for I feared it would affect Jiao.

He wrapped it tightly around my ankles, bonding them both together. I grunted as the cool metal forced my ankle bones to mesh together. Once my legs were securely bound, he circled back around the bed to face me. Carous reached a hand down to entwine into my hair. He grinned as he ran his cold, clammy fingers through it.

"You are in big trouble, dearest. That little stunt you pulled with Mr. Donovan did not bode well with Donte. He wanted me to kill Jiao for your defiance, and have you acquire his years of service and debts."

Although I didn't show it in my facial expression, I was greatly worried for Jiao. I didn't want him to die because of my actions.

"However, I thought of another punishment for you." His grin widened and his eyes flickered with devious intent.

"I think Jiao's death would have had some affect on you, there's no doubt about that, but I wanted to do something that would tame that wild, feral spirit of yours."

He suddenly snapped his fingers and the leash around my wrists were roughly pulled. My body flew off the bed and I hit the ground hard, landing in a pool of Donovan's blood. I tried to roll out of the bloody mess but my leash was yanked, keeping me still. I glared at the large man holding the end of the leash. He had to be at least twice as big as Rude. He winked playfully at me and I scowled in disgust. He yanked my chains again in humor, causing me to slide across the bloody floor.

"We ready, Boss?" the big man said to Carous. The beak nosed man nodded his head and began to exit, motioning for the others to follow.

My leash was pulled as the large man began to move. I was dragged across the floor and into the hallway. Since my legs were bound, I couldn't stand and was subjugate to being hauled across the cool tiles. I struggled against my bonds for the sake of providing resistance. This was humiliating; being dragged as if I were a piece of meat.

Down several halls I was lugged, until Carous stopped in front of a door. It was a plain white door with a red letter "X". He unlocked the door and I was pulled in against my will. I was practically tossed in the corner; my head hit the wall hard.

The room was moderately sized and all white. There was absolutely no furniture in the room. A single hanging chandelier hung from the ceiling, but that was all. The room was bare, or at least that's what I thought. Carous flipped a switch and a small section of the ceiling opened up. Not surprisingly, more restraints retracted down. I was hauled up again and my arms tied up to these new manacles. I was in a half kneeling, half sitting position with my arms stung up. It made for a very uncomfortable position.

"Everyone leave." Carous said sharply, his eyes intently focused on mine.

The guards obeyed and exited the room, leaving me alone with Carous. He approached and kneeled down to my level. His hand caressed my cheek and stared directly into my eyes.

"Listen, this is your last chance to cooperate with us." he said evenly. "If not, then your punishment is to come. What say you?"

I snickered. "What say I? I say I will not ever submit to you or anyone else in this establishment."

"Hmm…are you sure about that."

"Quite sure indeed." I said assuredly. As a Turk, I'd rather be tortured than surrender without a fight.

Carous stood up and shook his head in disappointment. "Very well then; however, if you don't go through with it, then Jiao will die. Remember that."

He turned on the heels of his shoes and promptly exited the room. I was confused as to what was happening. There was no one here but me at the moment. Seizing the opportunity, I closed my eyes and lost myself in thought. I wanted to be home, or even at work typing endless reports. I actually missed my paperwork. I missed Rufus and my colleagues at Shin-Ra. However, the possibility of going home was highly improbable at this time. As much as I wanted to deny that fact, I could not. But then again, I've always been a realist.

I wonder if they're even looking for me. As depressing as a thought that was, it was the reality of the cruelty within Shinra, President Shinra to be precise. Mostly likely, the concern was over the bombing, not the one missing Turk. I suppose I was rather unimportant in the grand scheme of things. The fact that someone besides Shin-Ra had that kind of artillery power was highly unsettling. And even more unsettling was the timing. The fucking bomb was launched exactly when Shin-Ra's most important Turks were on it. Was it just mere coincidence? Most likely not, it was too well timed.

I smiled to myself. Here I was, thinking about work when I was in such a shitty situation. I was in the absolute worst possible scenario. I had no idea where I was, with no access to the outside world. Also, these people were trying to make a Turk into a whore, which is almost impossible. I'd rather die, although I always saw myself dying a heroic death in the line of duty, not because I refused to be fucked.

My eyes immediately focused on the door as it flew open. My brows furrowed in confusion as I was met with a most odd sight. Two men, dressed in black entered the room with Carous behind them. But the unusual part was that the two men had on white feline mask that covered their eyes and nose. Their dark suits were identical, though one man had shoulder length dark hair and the other had long blond hair, almost down to his thighs. They both had white boxes in their hands.

Carous shut the door behind them and locked it. He chose a spot in the corner of the room and looked upon me with interest. I watched the two men carefully, as they placed their boxes down and opened them. The blond pulled out some rather strange objects, some I'd never seen in my life…and some I have. This would not end well.

The dark haired man appeared to only have one item in his box. He pulled it out and I couldn't even hide the horror from my face. The dark haired man smiled at my shocked expression.

"Damn it." he said. His voice was light and soft. "I wish I would have gotten that face on camera."

I began to panic. They were going to film this? For what purpose? Was it to humiliate me even further or to redistribute to the public? Either way I was screwed. I scowled in distress.

I heard him turn the camera on and he directed it at me. I lowered my head and let my long hair cover my face.

"Oh no, we'll be having none of that." The smooth voiced brunette said. He leaned down and grabbed my chin, roughly lifting my head up. I came face to face with the camera lens. I tried to keep my expression impassive, but I was failing miserably.

"Oh god Fai—, er… I mean Sylvester…you should see how he looks on camera. He's so fucking sexy."

"Yes, I bet he looks quite nice. Make sure you get as many angles as you can, Setsumaru." The blond said.

"Well shit. Every angle of him is great."

I wanted to get out of this, but I couldn't. I would not go back on my word. Carous snickered in the background. I refused to look at him.

"Don't you wish you would have just submitted? It would have saved you the humiliation." The bird nosed man said.

I didn't respond back. The dark haired man, whose name was Setsumaru, reached a hand out to pat my head. I scowled as ran his fingers through my hair with on hand and filmed with the other.

"Hey Sly, hurry the fuck up already! I'm wasting valuable film here!" Setsumaru whined.

The blond sighed underneath his mask, but hurried up anyway. "Alright, let's get started."

I assumed the blonds' name to be Sylvester, Sly for short; though it almost sounded like his friend was about to call him by another name. Sly came round behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He smelled really sweet, like he'd bathed in fucking jolly ranchers®. He stared at the camera, and squeezed me tighter.

"Hello everyone. I'm Sly and the one filming is my best friend Setsumaru." The blond said. The dark haired man turned the camera to him briefly to wave into it. For some strange reason, Sly's voice sounded awfully familiar, though I couldn't place where I had heard it. Maybe my mind was playing tricks on me.

"And this here," he grabbed my head and directed it toward the camera, "This here is our star attraction. Unfortunately, he's been a very bad boy. But that's okay, we love bad boys."

As if to conclude his introduction, Sly licked my cheek playfully. I was disgusted and tried to draw away from him, but he held me firm. He turned my head toward his lips and kissed me. My initially reaction was to bite him and I followed through. I sunk my teeth into his bottom lips. He released my lips and covered his mouth.

"Shit!" the blond exclaimed. "He is a bad boy."

Setsumaru laughed. "Wow, this is going to be fun."

Sly wasn't as amused. He grabbed an object and kneeled down in front of me. He shook his head "no" at me. He had a small black box in his hand. Sly signaled for Setsumaru to assist him. He set the camera down and stood over me, apparently needing no direction. He grabbed my mouth and began to pry it open. As more of my mouth was opened, Sly forced the object into my mouth. It was small enough to fit inside, but not big enough for it to be swallowed.

Once it was in, he wrapped a black cloth around my lips and tied it behind my head, so I couldn't spit the object out. Setsumaru resumed his position with the camera and moved closer to my face. I down casted my eyes.

"Punishment for biting." Sly said. He pulled a small remote looking handheld from his pocket and turned to the camera.

"This little gadget here it the perfect thing for disciplining those naughty little boys." He lifted the remote up and smiled into the camera. "You use it as thus."

He pressed the button. I would have screamed if it weren't for the device lodged into my mouth, then again, I wouldn't be in pain if it weren't for the little box as well. It seemed as if a thousand needles had exploded in my mouth. The blistering pain dispersed throughout my body, traveling down my spine like hot molten lava. My skin ached. It felt as if I'd been set on fire from the inside out.

Sly lifted my chin up. "No bite." he said to me, as if he were training a dog.

Then he pressed the button again. My eyes went wide in pain as my body exploded in burning agony. Then it stopped as soon as it had come. God did that hurt!

"You understand yes?" he inquired.

At the risk of being shocked, I nodded. He smiled and patted my head. "Good, good boy."

He pressed his fingers to my lips and slowly began to trail them down to my neck. A soft kiss was placed before he licked skin there. He nipped at the base of my neck, his teeth nibbling at my flesh. More pressure was added and I knew it would leave a mark. Although I was a Turk, I bruised easily; a trait I could never seem to get rid of. A swift parting lick was given before he pulled away.

"Damn, you taste divine." he said with a smirk.

He moved behind me and started trailing his fingers down my back. He kissed my neck from behind and suckled the flesh there as well. His fingers wrapped around my waist again, but this time his objection was my obi. I was nervous, and my breathing was starting to increase. Sly's fingers pulled at both ends of the obi and it was loosened. The obi fell to the floor and my kimono opened up.

"Hella yea." Setsumaru commented. He smiled from behind the camera.

Sly pulled the folds of my kimono, exposing my chest and lacy underwear underneath netted stockings. A faint embarrassed blush rose on my cheeks. Cool hands were upon my chest. I winced when his cold finger brushed over my nipple. He moaned against my neck as he took one between his thumb and forefinger. His other hand played with a strand of my hair, twirling it around his fingers. He pinched my nipple particularly hard and I grunted at the pain. Also, my jaw was starting to ache from having the object lodged in there.

"We are going to have so much fun, my little pet." Sly whispered into my ear. I swear I've heard his voice before.

He withdrew from my body, only to move to my ankles. He began to undo the chains there and tossed the restraints to the side. Sly positioned himself in front of me and smiled. Setsumaru was circling us, trying to get a better shot.

"Hey, can you lower his chains? I want him on his back." Sly asked of Carous, who I had temporary forgot was still in the room. Why was he here again?

The bird nosed man did as was requested and hit a button on the side of the wall. My chains dropped bit by bit until my arms were comfortably by my side. Sly grabbed my shoulders and spun me around. He pushed me onto the cool white floor tiles facedown. He sat down on my back, which brought back more unpleasant memories of what the Serpentine gang had done to me. He sat facing my legs and nether regions.

I gasped as he groped my bottom with both hands. He kneaded the soft globes adamantly, causing a heated blush to rise to my cheeks, for I knew that camera was right up on my ass.

"Oh god! Your ass feels so good."Sly said, giving my bottom a pop. I scowled in irritation.

"Now to get these off."

He began to slide down my netted stockings, his cold fingers brushing against my legs as he did.

"You know for a guy, you have some feminine looking legs. Even your hips are a bit shapely." Setsumaru said while getting a close up on my exposed legs.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. I absolutely hated to be referred to as feminine anything. From past childhood till now, it always irritated me.

Sly rubbed my thighs, marveling at how smooth my skin was. He then popped off my back, and positioned himself between my legs. Now I really was starting to panic. I looked back over my shoulder to see Sly going through some of the things he had laid out. He grabbed a lighter and my heart raced. Was he going to burn me?

I watched in confusion and apprehension as he reached for a red candle. He lit the wick with the lighter and placed it to the side. He continued this process of lighting red candles, all while grinning into the camera. I did not understand what was going on. Why the hell was he lighting candles? It was already bright as fuck in this white room. Once he had lit them all, he moved to my face and removed the black cloth that had been tied around my mouth to keep the painful object inside. He pulled out the black object and patted my head once more.

"Now the only reason I'm removing this is so I can hear those sweet moans spill from your lips. Understand?"

I honestly hadn't heard a damn thing he said. I was just so glad to move my jaw again. I rotated it around and winced at the slight soreness. It was then I realized he was saying something.

"What?" I questioned.

"I said, do you understand?" he repeated.

I nodded my head. If it could be prevented, I did not want that thing back in my mouth. He petted my hair again before resuming his position between my legs. Suddenly, my hips were hoisted up and I was made to keep my ass in the air with my knees. I panicked as I thought he meant to mount me, but instead, he ran his hands over my back.

"So smooth and pale." He said as he massaged my back. Setsumaru had come around to my face and zoomed in on my more than irritated expression.

"Are you ready for this?" Sly whispered seductively.

Ready for what? Just as I was about to voice my question, something hot and slick slid down my back. It was hot, but not too hot as to burn my skin. It tingled as it flowed down my arched back and over my shoulder. I saw a red drop of something plop onto the ground next to me. I thought it was blood at first, but upon closer examination, I found it to be candle wax.

Another stream of hot liquid oozed down my backside. Surprisingly, this felt good to me and I bit my lip to stifle a moan. I closed my eyes and tried to make it seem unpleasant, but found that I couldn't. This time, two streams of melted hot wax burned down my back until it crossed my neck. I bit my lip so hard it bled. This could not be happening. Why was I getting so turned on by hot candle wax? Was I really that sadistic?

I had no time to ponder that thought as more candle wax was poured. Fuck, this felt incredibly good and my facial features could hide nothing.

"Oh Sly, I think he likes it. He's so turned on right now." Setsumaru moved closer to my back, most likely to get a good view of the red hot wax sliding down.

"It looks like his back is bloody. How sexy." Sly added. "How do you like this? Let me hear those moans of gratitude."

I was biting my lip so hard I thought I would bite through it. Oh god did I want to moan, but I did not want to give Carous the satisfaction of hearing me. More and more wax was applied. It ran down like a red river down my back and some even reached my neck. I was breathing heavy now; my eyes were closed in concentration as I was desperately trying to stifle my growing erection.

Sly slid his hands down over my legs before pouring hot wax down them. This time I did moan, though it was low and barely noticeable. My thighs were so sensitive for god knows why, but it only intensified the feeling of pleasure. Oh shit, I was getting hard. This could not be happening to me. I wasn't supposed to be feeling this way. Wasn't this supposed to be punishment?

I lost my train of thought when Sly began to glide his fingers over my constrained semi-hard cock. Oh god. That felt fucking incredible. Then he poured more candle wax down my legs. I moaned again and mentally punched myself for it.

"That's it baby, enjoy it. Let me hear some more delicious sounds from you." Sly began to palm my erection through the thin lacy underwear. I wanted to not be enjoying this, but I was, and could not hold back the soft moans that spilled from my lips.

In response to my moans, Sly blew a gust of cool air onto my thighs. I hissed at the action. My legs were highly sensitive due to the hot wax. He doused me in wax until my entire back was laced with streaks of red. I was starting to sweat and my rational was dissipating due to the intense pleasure.

A startled gasp escaped my lips as Sly began to pull down my underwear. My erection was exposed to the cool air and I hissed at the released freedom. He grasped my bare cheeks and gave them a hard slap. It stung viciously, but then I driven into pleasurable bliss when he doused the hot liquid over my stinging cheeks. I moaned unrestrained this time. The sensation was just too good to hold back.

I felt panic return with a vengeance when Sly gripped both cheeks and pulled them apart. My exposed entranced quivered as the cool air hit it. I blushed madly and glanced over my shoulder to see what he was doing. I swore under my breath once I saw what my back looked like. The red wax did look like blood. Sly winked at me as he ran a finger across my hole. I turned away quickly so he wouldn't see the pleasurable expression on my face.

I heard him pick up another item and then the secreting of liquid. My eyes went wide. He placed a newly slickened finger against my hole. There was no warning as he pushed his finger inside. I grunted at the intrusion and winced at the discomfort.

"Oh god!" Sly moaned out. "He's so tight. Make sure you're getting this Setsu."

"Damn this is hot shit!" Setsu exclaimed as he began to film my nether regions.

He pulled his slick finger in and out of me several times before adding another one. I swore underneath my breath as my inner muscles retracted around the two intruders. He twisted and thrust them inside me, stretching my tiny hole for probably a much bigger object. I shuddered at the thought.

He shoved his fingers even deeper inside me and hooked them.

"Oh fuck." I moaned. He had successfully found my sweet spot and I moaned as he wiggled his fingers against it. Oh god. This felt too good. I hadn't had relations for quite some time and I was oversensitive from a lack of a sexual lifestyle.

Sly then added a third finger and my inner muscles did spasm. The pressure the third finger added burned but all thoughts of pain were lost when all three fingers pressed against my prostrate. I moaned out breathily. I was undeniably hard now and there was no going back. He continued to thrust all three fingers in and out slowly as he started to pour hot wax down my sensitive thighs.

I released a strained moan at the combined pleasure. Sly groaned as he began thrusting them in and out faster. Setsumaru had kneeled down in front of me to film my expression. Through half lidded eyes, I could see he was sporting a huge erection. He undid his pants, pulled out his sex and began to frantically jerk himself off. He was still filming, though I don't know how steady the camera was.

The fingers were abruptly removed from my ass. I heard the sound of something being secreted, but I didn't look back. I knew what was coming, and to my surprise, I actually wanted it. I felt him press his cock against my well prepared and wet hole. He pushed forward and penetrated with ease. There was little pain and discomfort. He pushed all the way in, sheathing himself completely. He leaned down to my ear and whispered softly.

"Normally I would use a dilldo, but you felt so damn good I had to fuck you myself." his voice was deep and laced with unadulterated lust.

He immediately began to pound into me, his large cock sliding in and out. I gripped my chains for support to keep from sliding across the floor. Moans spilled from my lips as he gripped my wax stained hips and intensified his thrusts. His large sex glided across my prostrate and I couldn't hold back anything. I moaned loudly and vociferously as my sweet spot was constantly being stimulated by his large cock.

"Ahhh yes…that's it baby. Scream for me." Sly said seductively.

And I almost did when he began fisting my neglected erection. He thrust into me with more ferocity as my moans became higher pitched. I wasn't thinking at this point. I couldn't care less about what was going on, or what my situation was. The only thing that mattered was the pleasurable satisfaction this man could give me. If only for a moment, I felt relieved and content as I gave myself unto this unknown man's blissful pleasure.

I was suddenly flipped onto my back and my legs spread apart as he fucked me into the ground. My back slid across the floor with every thrust. I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself. My chains rattled as he plunged deeper into me with every powerful thrust. He continued to stimulate my cock with his hand. I knew I was close. He abruptly quickened his pace and I arched my back off the floor to meet his rapid thrusts.

Just as I was about to explode, Sly whipped off his mask and began to pump my cock with increased vigor. It couldn't hold it off any more and I came hard into his hand. He came shortly after I did; releasing everything he had inside me. He collapsed onto my chest and was desperately trying to catch his breath. I couldn't see Setsumaru, but I could hear his rapid breathing, meaning he had probably came as well.

I hadn't even realized Sly had removed his mask until I felt his smooth cheek against my shoulder. He kissed my shoulder blade before he pulled himself up and stared down at me. He was rather handsome; with soft grayish-green eyes and long blond hair. Though I swear I've seen this man before. I stared at him more intensely, trying to figure out why he seemed so familiar.

Then he grinned and flashed his perfect pearly white teeth at me. Realization hit me and went wide eyed and open mouthed in disbelief. The blond flipped his hair and caressed my cheek softly.

"I wonder what you would look like sprawled out underneath me." he said, repeating the exact words he had said to me the first day I met him.

"Faire." I hissed out the name bitterly. I couldn't believe I had just let him fuck my brains out.

Now I really was starting to feel like a whore.

A/N:Thanks guys for the awesome reviews so far. They make me smile when i look over them. Almost to 50!