Mistake
Chapter 6: Toys and Things Unexpected
I finally have it out. I am sure everyone is angry that it took forever but here it is.
Tim woke to blackness. A ruff fabric over his eyes was a clear example that he had been captured. A chain was around his wrists. One of his ankles were held tight with another chain. Both were connecting him to two poles or girders sticking from the ground, one above his head and the other passed his feet. It held him flat on the ground.
He heard a familiar chuckle to his right, "Damian, what the hell do you think you're doing? Untie me."
"I have not tied you. I've chained you." He corrected, "And I will do as I wish."
"Alright, I get it. You're mad, but can't we settle this reasonably?" Tim asked, knowing his adoptive younger brother was, in fact, trained by the League of Shadows. Which would mean Damian would have been trained to torture.
"This is reasonable, Drake. Don't worry. This isn't going to hurt much. You will be perfectly safe…mostly." Damian said.
He heard the other boy scuffling around. He couldn't tell what he was doing, but most likely meant horrible things for him.
He shifted, the scratchy blanket under him was doing nothing to ease his discomfort. Tim grimaced, realizing that bare skin was touching the blanket under him. He was completely naked.
"Uh, little D?" He called out unsure, "Why am I naked?"
The boy chuckled, "Don't worry, Tim. I will explain everything as soon as I finish with this."
Tim swallowed. Not only did the way Damian say his first name, which he never actually did, but whatever 'this' is, Tim did not want to find out.
"There," the boy said, "All finished."
He could feel the rustling of the blanket under him as Damian sat next to him. He shivered as the younger boy's warm fingers began tracing across his midsection.
"Now, Tim, I want you to be a very good boy and listen to everything I have to say and pay attention to the details. I will not repeat myself." He said, "I am going to be doing some things in the next few minutes. When I ask you a question, I expect you to answer very diligently. Do you understand so far?"
"Damian, what is going on? What the hell is wrong with you?" He said, "If this is about revenge, then-"
"This most certainly is not about revenge." He said, letting a chuckle slip from his lips, "As a matter of fact, I wanted to do this for a while. It was only after what happened that I took the initiative and followed through."
"And what is it exactly that you plan on doing?" Tim asked hesitantly.
The tracing on his stomach slowly moved down, "I plan to violate you in the most horrible way I know how. I am going to do things to you that you would never even dream about. Some of it may even be enjoyable to you as well. All will be enjoyable to me. So tell me, do you now understand. Tim, I want an answer."
"How the hell am I supposed to understand, you little demon." Tim called out.
He heard the boy 'humf', taking something from his side, "If you are going to be like that, then I refuse to let you off easy. I was going to, but now, since you are acting like a child, I won't."
Damian got up, shuffled around a bit and grabbed Tim's unbound leg. He jolted at the sudden contact. Damian pushed his legs apart, settling right in between.
"This may hurt for just a few moments, but rest assured, it will get enjoyable." He laughed under his breath, "This is a little toy I picked up yesterday just for you."
Tim could feel something at his entrance, cold and smooth, yet hard at the same time. I gasped as Damian pushed it in, not waiting for Tom to get adjust. It was painful but could not be classified as one of the more painful things he had dealt with in the past.
"This is even more fun. It has so many different settings. I will start on the lowest one, just to get started." Damian said.
He heard a beep, letting out a yelp as the thing inside of him began to vibrate.
"It can also move around." He said, pressing another button.
Just as he said, the thing began to roll around. It was slow and aggravating the way it barely had speed.
"D-Damian, stop, please."
'Oh, Tim, you're begging already. I would have thought you would last longer." The boy adjusted the thing as another beep sounded, "Especially since it was only the first speed."
He moaned as the vibrations picked up and the rolling increased. Damian began pushing it in further. He jolted as it hit his sweet spot, and arched his back. He gasped for breath as Damian pressed harder.
"Does that feel good, Timmy?" He asked.
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To say that Damian was having fun would be an understatement. He was absolutely in ecstasy. The way Tim's face contorted into pain and pleasure made him want to pull the sex toy out and do the older teen himself, but he would wait. He would wait till Tim had absolutely no fight in him left, then take him for himself.
He had waited hours for the other to wake up. He was finally having his fun. He enjoyed watching the boy writhe under him, watching those thin lips, gasp and moan because of what he was doing. He held the button down, letting the vibrations increase at a fast pass as it repeatedly hit the teen's prostate. He smiled joyously as a scream tore itself from Tim's lips. His back arched beautifully as he came.
He turned it off, slowly pulling it out of his captive, "Did you like it, Tim?"
He didn't answer, his gasps never giving him a chance to. The way his body moved an almost begged in need could have made Damian cum, but he held himself back. He had to wait. He had to play with him first. Damian couldn't just take him like the older teen did. It wasn't any fun that way. He wanted to enjoy it and make Tim enjoy it as well. Of course it would all be against his will but that was the fun part for Damian.
"What should we do next, Tim?" Damian but, again, no response, "Tim?"
Great, Damian thought, He passed out. How could he pass out already? Damian groaned as he stood up. A hiss escaped his lips as the tight spandex rubbed against his hard crotch. He scowled down at the unconscious Red Robin.
"Stupid Tim. Why the hell did you have to pass out?" He grumbled.
A chuckle echoed around the room causing Damian to jump, "I don't think it really counts as his fault."
The slightly metallic voice was familiar and easy to identify, "Red Hood. What do you want? I'm busy."
"Uh, someone's touchy." He laughed again, "In more ways than one."
Damian crossed his arms, "It's none of your business. Now go away."
Red Hood jumped to the ground, from his position on a ceiling beam. His hood and armored biker outfit as he remembered the last time they met.
"No longer trying to be Father I see." Damian commented, "What happened, Jason? Too much pressure being Batman."
"No longer interested." He waved it off, "I'm surprised you don't want the cape and cowl."
Damian scowled, "Why are you here? Can't you see I'm busy?"
Jason tilted to the side, getting a better view of the unconscious and naked Tim, "Oh, I think I see."
Damian stepped in front of his view, "Then go away."
"Hm, I wonder what Dickie bird would do if he knew what you are doing in your free time." Damian could hear the smirk in the older man's voice.
"Nothing, because he isn't going to find out." He assured him, gritting his teeth all the while and reached towards his utility belt.
He didn't get a chance as Jason shot forward and a fist towards his face. He fell to the ground with a thump. He attempted to get up but a boot on his chest held him still.
"See how well that worked out?" Jason mocked, "I have a proposition for you."
"Go to hell." Damian struggled under the pressure.
The steel tip dug into his chest as he twisted around the foot. He let out a hiss as he felt the metal cut through his suit and skin.
"I think you should listen. Unless you actually do want the Golden boy to find out?" Jason smirked as the struggling ceased, "Good."
"What do you want?" Damain finally said.
"Just a small favor that involves Dick."
END
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