Chapter 22 - Intermission

Steve and Tony are completely silent now. What is there to say? What reassurances can they offer each other at this point? Tired and restrained as they are, they can do nothing for Bucky as he hangs limply in the air - bleeding and moaning. Bucky said they kept him like this for up to a week. It's been far longer than that. Maybe he didn't remember correctly. More likely, Volcov just does things differently.

Hours later, 14? maybe 16? Who knows? Nicola and two soldiers enter the cell again. Bucky is quiet … he's not bleeding or moaning anymore, but he's far from totally healed … still groggy and disoriented.

They lower Bucky to the ground and move him back into the same restrained, kneeling position they have endured for weeks now.

He's limp against the restraints, as Nicola pulls out 2 syringes and injects Bucky again. Then he produces a new collar from his pocket. He changes out Bucky's solid metal collar with the new metal choke collar. It's got two rows of spikes on the inside … the kind you use for a vicious Rottweiler or Pitbull … and reattaches all the chains. It pulls and pinches and stabs his neck as he slumps. Then, Nicola pulls out a large anal hook with a bulbous end and crouches down in front of Bucky.

Collar

He grabs Bucky's hair and yanks his head up sharply. Showing him the hook, he grins maniacally at him. "We're going to have a little fun with you now while you rest and heal. I'm going to stick this in your ass, up against your prostate."

With all those drugs ... that cock cage on and the tuning rod in you, I am going to make you regret crossing me."

Hook

Nicola pulls his hair back tightly with one hand and arches his back and chest so that Bucky has to stretch his posture backwards, balancing himself against the strain on his head. Nicola crouches behind Bucky and, with his other hand, shoves the large bulbous end into Bucky's ass.

Bucky gasps and grunts in pain as the cold plug enters his body without any lube. The hook part runs up the line of Bucky's ass crack.

Nicola then attaches a chain to the end of the hook. He pulls it up as tightly as he can and attaches it to the back of Bucky's collar. The ball is just grazing Bucky's prostate making his cock jump against the cage.

Bucky groans, and his eyes roll back in his head.
There's no slack in the chain so Bucky has to maintain a slightly arched kneeling position. If he doesn't … if he slouches from exhaustion the collar will dig into his neck and the chain will pull hard on the hook - putting even more pressure right on his prostate.

"Гидра владеет твоим телом, твоей болью и твоим удовольствием. Актив предназначен для достижения любой цели, которую мы определяем," (Hydra owns your body, your pain, and your pleasure. The Asset is designed to serve whatever purpose we determine) Nicola reminds him.

"Пошел ты." (Fuck you) Bucky hisses.

One of the soldiers moves towards Tony and removes his bindings. He replaces them with the manacles that at least allows for greater movement. As Tony is re-cuffed, one of the nurses enters the cell with three alcohol wipes and six paper cups of nutrient paste and electrolyte fluid. She leaves the items in front of Tony.

"Dr. Stark, as an engineer and mechanic, General Volkov wanted me to make sure that you pay very close attention to the information and details of the upcoming films. He has work for you to do."

As the Hydra agents file out of the cell, Nicola turns one last time toward Bucky and jeers, "Ты наш пленник, наш раб. Вы созданы для того, чтобы служить любой цели, которую мы желаем." (You are our prisoner, our slave. You are designed to serve whatever purpose we desire.) He slaps Bucky hard across his face causing his head to swing to one side as he spits blood.

Bucky's brain begins to swim with the drugs again as his cock, locked in its cage with the tuning rod, steadily drips precum. He moans in arousal and frustration and pain as Steve and Tony look at him.

"Jesus - Fuck!" Tony exclaims. "They really are sadists!"