Has your mind been slowly eating itself wondering what happened to our poor Robin? Did he go all the way? Did he chicken out? Was kicked out after? Did Slade kill him? Your mind spins with possibilities! I do not do the morning after on the first semi-slash scene, another personal rule of mine, so deal with the skip. Sorry it took so long to update, just finished my laptop! Once again thank Rocky for assisting in this fanfiction and all that good stuff. I've sort of given Slade a good-guy appearance so far in this fic, Slade is not a good person, he's a sadistic yet sexy bastard, I'm going to prove that in this chapter. If you have a weak constitution, might want to wait for the next chapter, this one has some pretty graphic things in it.

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Slade couldn't help but smirk when Robin came screaming his name. They had only just begun and the boy had come three times.

"SLADE!"

Make that four. He smirked again, reminded of the time when he had first watched Robin masturbate (A/N: SEXY PERVERT!) with his name on those full lips, it had been a pleasant experience to say the least, but when he had heard that Tameranians name on those same lips he had almost gone down to the tower and ripped her head off. By nature he was a possessive being, once he had something he wanted he wasn't going to let it go easily.

Finally he came with a heartfelt roar of domination, almost collapsing on the boy beneath him.

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"What are you willing to do for your Master little bird?" Slade asked walking a circle around Robin.

"Anything Master," Robin replied immediately, looking straight forward.

"Even kill Bruce Wayne?"

"Of course Master."

"Can you ballroom dance?"

"What?"

"Don't question me!" Slade snapped and backhanded Robin, splitting the boys' lip. "Can you ballroom dance?"

"Yes Master, I can. Instead of training constantly, my previous Master taught me how to behave in proper society, everything from ballroom dancing to table manors," Robin said and moved to wipe a trail of blood running from the corner of his mouth but Slade stopped him.

"Good," Slade said, removed his mask and licked the blood up slowly then slipped his tongue into Robin's mouth. He ran his hand down Robins' chest as the kissed, until he reached his goal, the boys crotch, pressing the heel of his hand against it, he rubbed softly and nearly laughed when Robin almost instantly became hard. Abruptly he broke the kiss and pulled back. He clasped his mask into place and stepped away from the writhing boy. "You'll find your next assignment in the folder by the main control board," he said and slipped into the shadows.

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"You failed me Robin," Slade said when Robin returned empty handed.

"Master, I am sorry," Robin said, knowing full well that if he begged for forgiveness or made an excuse his punishment would be worse.

"Lean over the table," Slade ordered as he freed his hard cock, the thought of raping the boy excited him to an extent (A/N: I told you he was a sadistic bastard).

Robin new what was coming but obeyed nonetheless. If he fought back or refused, Slade would use force and make it all the more worse. He felt his pants being roughly pulled down to his knees and braced himself for the pain.

"If you scream, I'll do it harder," Slade laughed in Robins' ear before he thrust in roughly.

The pain was almost unbearable, but Robin didn't scream, he clenched his teeth and took it. He felt his entrance ripping, his blood slicking the tight passage, easing some of the pain and creating more. The only sounds that escaped him were grunts and stifled cries, not once did he scream.

Violently Slade ripped himself out of Robin, still hard. He grabbed the boys' shoulder and wrenched him off the table. "Suck," he ordered, shoving his apprentice down on his knees in front of his blood and precum drenched cock.

Robin looked at the coated member for a moment before taking it in to his mouth. The coppery taste of his blood mixed with the salty-sweetness of Slade made him want to gag, but he didn't, he kept on sucking the throbbing member and swallowing the extra fluids.

Soon Slade tired of Robins' pass, he grabbed the boys' head with one hand and began to none-too-gently fuck his throat. He came shortly there after. "Swallow," he ordered as he pulled out and watched as Robin forced the thick substance down his raw throat. "Never fail me again," he said and walked off, leaving Robin to attend to his injuries.

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My first rape scene, how did I do? Did I make people cry? Do you feel bad for Robin? Are you going to flame me because I wrote that? Rape is fun to write, I just realized that.