AU, Cyborg anthros, mild torture, non con, M\M, disturbing themes, dark themes, No Beta at the moment so there will be errors
Chapter six
Chapter TextMike leaned back in the chair, socked feet propped up on the edge of the bed, Animatronic Manual in one hand. The portions dealing with complex systems he skipped over for the most part since he wasn't a tech and couldn't make heads or tails of the complicated technical words.
Every once in awhile he'd glance up at the sleeping rabbit that was sprawled out on the bed. The rabbit had been so exhausted after the long walk in the woods it had taken only a small amount of encouragement to get him onto the bed.
The long ears twitched every once in awhile and the long clawed fingers curled into a fists. He could only guess at what the rabbit was dreaming. Having a nightmare more than likely.
Mike looked at his watch, noting the time. Closing the book he got up and made his way to the kitchen. It wouldn't be long before the rabbit woke up and no doubt he'd give into the need to eat something today. He laid the book on the kitchen table then retrieved a bowl of oatmeal smothered with fruit from the fridge and popped it into the microwave.
Once it was done he retrieved the bowl and returned to the master bedroom. As predicted, the rabbit was awake.
Bonnie had woken up alone and for that he was grateful. Angrily rubbed the tears that had gathered at the edges of his eyes. He refused to let the human see him cry.
The nightmare had felt so real. He could still feel their accusing eyes on him, blaming him for not saving them. Deep down he knew there had been nothing he could have done but the lingering guilt remained.
One ear flicked towards the doorway."I told you, I'm not hungry." his insides contradicted him by clenching painfully, demanding substance.
"Your body needs food even if you are not hungry. I can always force feed you if I have to. Hopefully it won't come down to that." Mike knelt before the bed and pressed a spoon full of warm oatmeal to the rabbits lips. "You can either eat it or have it force feed to you. Your choice." Mike suspected threatening to remove even more of the rabbits freedom would compel him to eat. He really didn't want to resort to forcing food down the rabbit's throat via a tube.
Much to his relief the rabbit gave into his body's need for substance and hesitantly opened his mouth for the spoon.
To say Bonnie hated being feed like an invalid was like saying King Kong was tall. He forced himself to swallow the warm mushy mess,barely tasting it. When his stomach stop feeling as if it was going to collapse in on itself he turned his head and refused to open his mouth. He still had some control left.
Mike put the spoon in the bowl then got up and went to the kitchen, He left the bowl on the counter to clean latter. The rabbit had eaten most the oatmeal before refusing to eat any more. It was a small victory in his book. He returned to the room to find the rabbit dozing, large head resting on one arm.
Reclaiming his chair he propped his feet up on the edge of the bed and resumed reading. It was some time later when he noticed the rabbit had not only woken up, but was shifting uncomfortably.
"Is something wrong? You've been squirming around for several minutes now."
Bonnie looked away, muzzle rapidly heating. "I….I have to…..go." the pressure in his bladder was rapidly becoming unbearable.
Mike's smile morphed into a grin. He knew exactly what the rabbit wanted but pretended otherwise. He placed the manual on the nightstand on the then looked up toward the rabbit. " Where exactly are you planning on going?."
Bonnie whined softly.. The idea of …...peeing on himself was far too embarrassing and too gross for him to even contemplate doing. Muzzle flushing red he looked away."I have to pee." it came out as a harsh whisper.
"I can't hear you. You'll have to speak up." He inched closer, enjoying the others humiliation. It was all part of the breaking processes.
"I…." Bonnie swallowed hard, utterly and completely humiliated. " I have to pee. Let me up so I can use the bathroom. Please." he turned his head back towards the human, eyes pleading."You can even go with me to make sure I don't run off." though he wasn't sure he could relieve himself with the human watching him.
Mike got up and went to the closet. "I made preparations just for such an eventuality. It's not like I can let you wet the bed or put a diaper on you. That would be too embarrassing for the both of us."
Bonnie let out a groan of relief at not being put in diapers. He was certain he'd die just from the embarrassment. That sense of relief quickly evaporated when Mike returned to the bed, holding an object he recognized immediately. His muzzle flushed bright red and his eyes widened. "You have to be kidding me! I'm not using that!"
"You don't get a choice in this. I'm the one in control so you have to do what I tell you to." Mike grinned even more, admiring the faint red hue that was visible through the short fur around the rabbits muzzle. "Its this or pee on yourself which will result in me having to clean you off and change the sheets and I assure that's not something either of us wants."
"Can't you just let me use the bathroom? I won't go anywhere. I promise." he hissed out, lifting his broad his slightly to relieve some of the pressure on his bladder.
"I can't do that Bonnie and you know it. Now lift your hips up a bit." he waited patiently for his captive to comply knowing the rabbit could hold it only for so long. He didn't have to wait long. The moment the rabbit complied, Mike slipped the metal bed pan underneath him, making sure to nestle it against the rabbits sheath.
"Do you have to watch me? Can't you turn your back or something?" It was bad enough he had to use the horrid little thing, being watched made it all the worse!
"Just pretend as if I'm not here." he rocked back on his heels, hands crossed over his chest. Waiting.
"Easy for you to say." Bonnie muttered, dropping his head between his outstretched arms, closing his eyes and desperately trying to pretend the human wasn't watching. Humiliating or not his body did what it had to do much to his relief, his overly full bladder emptied itself.
"That wasn't so bad now was it?" Mike ruffled the thick ruff of fur between the rabbits tense shoulders, smirking at the soft groan. He reached underneath the rabbit, retrieved the bedpan and promptly emptied in the toilet, cleaned it and put it back into the closet.
"I am curious about something. You seem rather naive about a lot of things so I'm curious as how did you know that was a bed pan."
Bonnie kept his head between his arms, ears folding back."The restaurant was holding a spring carnival and had closed off part of the parking lot for it. There were some rides, lots of booths and a few of those bounce houses. The kids loved it. When it closed for the day we were all helping the staff move things inside for the night. I was hit by a car." Technically it was a delivery van but that didn't matter. "It was dark and I guess the driver didn't see me since he didn't have his headlights on. The impact broke both my legs and messed up my knee pretty badly. I couldn't walk, I couldn't even stand so I have no choice but to use that horrid thing!"
"But it was better than the alternative wasn't it?" Mike asked.
The human had a point but it didn't make him feel any better. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."
"If it doesn't rain latter, I'll take you on another walk in the woods." Pretending as if nothing had happened Mike sat back down and retrieved the manual then resumed reading.
Bonnie lifted his head and rested it on his forearm, crimson eyes focused on the far wall. He didn't want to go back to sleep due to the nightmares waiting for him and he sure the hell didn't want to talk to the human so he remained silent, trying not to think about home.
His gaze eventually fell on the thick cuffs around his wrists and a plan to escape began to form in his mind. He tugged at the restraints noting the chains were too strong for him to break easily or slip his hands out of the cuffs easily even if he broke his wrists or fingers.
Bonnie leaned forward and gripped the thick leather strap with his lips, grimacing at the bitter taste of the leather. Carefully he maneuvered the leather strap and metal buckle with his lips and tongue quickly discovering he could easily undo both cuffs.
Hope swelled inside his chest. He could escape. A cautious glance confirmed the human was preoccupied with the manual. As tempting as it was to undo the cuffs and make a run for it Bonnie knew the human would use the shock collar that still around his neck to drop him.
Bonnie laid his head back down. He had to wait for the right opportunity like when the former night guard left the house for an extended amount of time. Until then he would have to endure the humiliation but that seemed like a small price to pay for a chance to escape.