Hey there everyone! Here are the warnings! There is serious mech on mech action here! NC-17! R rated stuff going on here! I seriously suggest you turn back if you're not into this stuff! I do not own "Totally Addicted to Bass" or "Cinderella"...if you're confused then read on but I AM WARNING YOU! STICKY SMUT! BONDAGE! DOMINACE! MECHXMECH! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Dare to Obey: Day Two

Jazz awoke with a start. Soundwave was nudging him gently and smirked as soon as Jazz looked up at him. At first Jazz looked at him with a puzzled expression until he suddenly remembered why he was there. The Autobot sat up and looked around trying to remember where he was. He was in a large room on a large berth and he could smell something that made him feel funny. Then he remembered. He was in that old Decepticon bunker where he was acting as Soundwave's personal slave. The Decepticon had dared him to be his slave for three days straight, obeying his every command no matter what. If he won Soundwave would do whatever he wanted but if he lost Soundwave would send those pictures of him dressed up as a slave back to the Autobots. So here he was lying in a large berth, dressed up in frilly frocks and ready to obey Soundwave's command. Soundwave himself was just smirking down at his little pet with a devious grin. Since Jazz became his slave he decided to leave his mask off so it was easier to...y'know.

'Sleep well?' he asked.

Jazz yawned but replied.

'Yes I did...how about you my dear Master?'

Jazz had said the last part in a sarcastic tone but he was careful not to sound too ofensive. Last time he did that he ended up with a sore aft that kept him awake through most of the night. Soundwave chuckled and nodded, thankfully not notcing the sarcasim in Jazz's voice. He had ordered Jazz to adress him as a slave would to a master much to the Autobot's anger. Getting off the berth he ushered Jazz to follow him.

'It's time for a shower my little slave.'

That made the Autobot a little happier. He loved having a shower in the morning and he was grateful that Soundwave was allowing him to do so. He quickly made up the berth and then left the room to follow him to the wash racks. He took off the frocks and placed them on the shelf. Uniting the ribbons from his horns was a little hard but he managed to pull them off. He was about to get in but to his disappointment Soundwave had gotten in the shower first and there was only one shower within the whole bunker. Sighing he was about to sit down and wait but the Decepticon had noticed him.

'Come on in Jazz,' he purred.

Jazz flinched but he got up. He had a feeling that this as somehow going to end up a little messy dispite where they were. Soundwave stepped back so Jazz could squeeze in. The shower space was just big enough for the pair of them to fit in but Jazz didn't like the idea of being pushed up against Soundwave. Getting under the hot water he sighed as the warm sensation of the water made him feel completely relaxed. However having Soundwave standing right behind him. He yelped when Soundwave suddenly started to rub lotion into his back. At first he was a little uncomfortable with it but as Soundwave's fingers traced and massaged his back he uttered a low moan and leaned into it. It felt so nice for a change to have Soundwave treat him like this. It was only day two of the dare so maybe today wouldn't be so bad. However Soundwave's hands were now travelling lower and lower until they were at his aft. He cried out when he suddenly felt those large fingers trying to enter his valve.

'W-wait a minute Soundwave!' he cried out.

However Soundwave was ignoring him and was now rubbing in more lotion into his quivering valve. He gasped as Soundwave continued to slip and shove his fingers in and out whilst holding his hip to keep him from moving. The lotion was now running down his inner thighs along with the water. He twitched and moaned as the Decepticon continued to slip more and more lotion in.

'Now, now Jazz. I have alot planned today with you so I have to make sure you're all clean inside and out.'

Jazz whined as he the fingers slipped in even deeper. The lotion was making him feel funny since it was so slick and thick and the warm water made him feel hot. It made him a little nervous when Soundwave said he had plans for him but he completely forgot about it when Soundwave forced his lotion covered fingers even deeper within him. He cried out and pressed up against Soundwave moaning like a like mad. Soundwave smirked down at him and then grabbed the shower extension.

'Now lets rinse you out,' purred the Decepticon.

Before Jazz could even ask he suddenly cried out when he felt the shower hose suddenly shoved up his aft. He almost jumped out the shower but Soundwave held him tight against his body. The water pressure being forced into his valve was making him feel ecstatic and he wailed and moaned as the pressure increased. Red Alert used to tell him during drunken conversations that when Inferno wanted to get adventurous during an interface he'd shove his hose hand up his aft and right before Red Alert climaxed he'd release an amazing amount of pressure that almost made him faint. Jazz thought he would never get to experience something like that but now here he was with Soundwave shoving a shower hose up his aft.

'O-ooh..oh Primus...oh...ooh.'

Soundwave was now turning p the water temperature and was now slowly increasing the water pressure. Jazz was now bucking his hips backwards and moaning like mad as the Decepticon continued to force the hose deeper into him. Soundwave purred as Jazz continued to moan and buck in his hips in his grip. Then Jazz did something he thought he would never say.

'C-can I...can I c-come master?'

Soundwave smirked as Jazz looked up at him from over his shoulder. His face was flustered and soaking wet. He could just see his optics from behind his visor and they were full of need. He decided to be a little nicer to him this morning.

'OK my little pet. Come for me.'

Jazz quivered and moaned as Soundwave twisted and jerked the hose within him. Then Jazz suddenly wailed as he suddenly climaxed and the moment he did Soundwave increased the pressure to its highest. Jazz wailed as his bonding fluids, lotion and hot water suddenly burst out of his valve and leaked all over the floor. The Autobot trembled as the fluids trickled down his legs and he collapse against Soundwave. Soundwave chuckled as he watched Jazz trying to recover and he pulled the hose out of him which caused more fluids to drip out.

'Very good Jazz. Now get yourself cleaned up and meet me down in the recreation room. We'll be spending the whole day down there so don't forget to bring the Energon containers.'

Jazz gasped and looked up, making a small nod. Soundwave smirked and hopped out of the shower to allow Jazz to clean himself up. The Autobot sighed and tried to bring himself back to his senses. What on Earth was Soundwave planning for him for the rest of the day?

Walking down he hallway whilst wearing the frilly frocks and carrying the large Energon containers Jazz sighed as he approached the recreation room. In used to be the old rec room where the Decepticons used to relax but apparently Soundwave had done something to it. He was going to spend all day in here so whatever Soundwave had planned for him he hoped it would go quick. Stepping in the room he looked around. He was expecting some sort of torture chamber but all he saw was a karaoke machine, a large box in the corner and some more frilly frocks hanging up in the corner with a camera set up. He was surprised with what he saw and he wondered where Soundwave was until he saw movement in the corner.

'Nice of you to show up my dear Jazz. Now then put down the Energon and let's star with our first activity for the day,' purred Soundwave.

Jazz obeyed and put the Energon down on the table. Walking over to Soundwave the Decepticon suddenly produced some straps and ropes which made the Autobot yelp under his breath. What was Soundwave up to?

'S-so what are we doing first Master?' he asked.

Soundwave smirked and stepped forward with a nasty little grin.

'We're going to have some fun...'

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Jazz thought that if he did make it through these three days of humiliation he would be able to live it down eventually. However this what he was doing right now was going to scar him for life. Soundwave had strapped his arms tight behind his back and hooked them to a rope hanging from the ceiling so he couldn't move. Then he strapped his legs up and forced them apart so he was baring it all to whoever stood in front of him. Then, for the hell of it, he forced a gag into his mouth. He looked like a whore bot ready to be served up to whoever was hungry for it. Jazz's face had gone bright red as Soundwave continued to circle him with a devious grin on his face.

'My oh my do you look tasty Jazz,' purred Sound petting the immobilized Autobot.

Jazz closed his optics and uttered a muffled groan of frustration. He had never felt so humiliated in his whole life. Tied up and helpless with a Decepticon circling him with the look of lust all over his face. He could only imagine what Soundwave was going to do to him. The Decepticon then left Jazz's side for the moment and walked over to the karaoke machine. There were two mics but how the slag was Jazz supposed to sing along with a gag in his mouth? Soundwave began to flick through the play list and gave Jazz a rather creepy smile.

'So Jazz...what song sahll we sing first? Well you'll be doing the singing and I can't wait to hear it!'

Soundwave then walked over to Jazz carrying the two mics and for a very good reason Jazz suddenly felt a little scared. Soundwave bent down and quickly removed the gag from Jazz's mouth. Before the Autobot could even say anything Soundwave thrusted one of the mics into his open mouth. The Autobot yelped and made a muffled gasp. His muffled gasp suddenly echoed across the speakers in the room. He blushed slightly but wonder what Soundwave was going to do with that second mic. Soundwave smirked as he dangled it in front of Jazz in a teasing manner before taking a firm grip of it. The mic was then traced down from his chest, his abdomen and then Jazz made another muffled protest when he realized where this was going. Soundwave made a small purr as he nudged the mic against Jazz's valve.

'I am so going to enjoy the noises you make...as will you take pleasure in making them.'

Jazz started to buck and struggle, his muffled gasps and protests were echoing around the room across the speakers. He was getting hot just hearing his own voice projected across the room. Soundwave continued to stroke the mic against Jazz's valve and already the Autobot was beginning to lube up quite fast. Soon he was making muffled moans as the sensation and the electric static from the mic was beginning to turn him on. Soundwave retracted the mic back a bit so he could show Jazz just how much of his lubricants were already dripping out. Jazz flushed red and found himself trying to stretch his legs even further out which seemed impossible since Soundwave had them stretch to their limits. His muffled moans sounded needy over the speakers and Soundwave enjoyed listening to them. the mic in his mouth was rather big and it was causing his jaw to ache and he was beginning to drool quite a lot but he blocked out that minor pain and enjoyed this wonderful sensation that he was feeling around his quivering valve.

'I can see you're enjoying this...' purred Soundwave as he continued to trace the mic around his pet's valve.

Jazz made a muffled plea and tried bucking his hips forward which was almost impossible in mid air and the way he was strapped up. Since he had a large mic wedged into his mouth it was rather hard to make out what the Autobot was asking for. However Soundwave knew what he was asking for and he continued to tease his little pet. Jazz continued to make muffled pleas and whines, his moaning and gasping he was making...those beautiful noises were surrounding them and the noises themselves were making Jazz even hotter. Finally Soundwave leaned over and traced a glossa up Jazz's red cheeks.

'What do you want me to do with this mic?' he asked in a seducing tone.

Jazz moaned and tried to say what he wanted but it came out muffled and unreadable across the speakers. Soundwave chuckled and started a little guessing game.

'Do you want me to sing into the mic?'

Jazz shook his head.

'You want me to clean the mic?'

A frustrated moan followed and Jazz shook his head once again.

'Hmmmm...do you want me to unplug the mic?'

Jazz made an even louder muffled moan of protest and looked up at Soundwave with pleading optics. Soundwave snickered and then leaned in closer, licking some of the dripping lubricants off the mic.

'Do you want the mic inside you?'

Jazz suddenly nodded and made more muffled moans and whines, his hips swaying and bucking. Soundwave luaghed and licked Jazz's cheek again.

'Oh my little naughty slave...you're quite the slut aren't you?'

Jazz was a little lost in his senses to give a dam about his pride and he nodded like mad, his muffled whines and moans were filling the room until Soundwave was sure the speakers were ready to overload. Soundwave then placed the mic in front of Jazz's lubed up valve earning another needy moan. He then began to gently push the mic against the vavle trying to gain entrance which was a little hard since the large round mic head was a little bigger than Jazz's valve. The Autobot continued to moan and whine, bucking his hips like crazy and Soundwave could make out the pleas over the speakers. He gave Jazz another devious smirk before ramming the mic in. Jazz's whole body suddenly shook like mad, he threw his head back and the loudest muffled moan/scream was heard over the mics. Soundwave laughed as he watched Jazz continue to buck his hips even though he had the mic shoved up his aft.

'Enjoying it my little slave?' asked Soundwave.

Jazz made a shameless nod and continued to moan and whine as Soundwave twisted and pushed the mic in even further. Satisfied Soundwave stood back and marveled at the sight. Jazz was strung up in mid air with his arms forced behind his back. A mic was stuck in his mouth and was causing the Autobot to drool. His cheeks were all flustered and red and his optics looked up at him in a pleading manner. His legs had been stretched until he wasn't able to hide anything anymore and stuck up his valve with lubricants dripping onto the floor was yet another mic.

'This will make a nice memory!' chuckled Soundwave as he took a couple of pictures.

Jazz didn't react he just hanged there and took it. These wonderful and sinful temptations were taking over him and he was already craving more. He had already forgotten about the bet and what would happen if he won or lose. Instead he continued to moan with pleasure as the electric static off the mic in his valve was setting off sensitive nerve lines within him off like crazy. Soundwave smiled again and then he began to set up the recording device. Jazz was too busy enjoying the sensation to notice the camera fall on him. Soundwave then moved to the karaoke machine and started to warm up at song.

'Do you like songs with alot of bass in it Jazz?' asked Soundwave.

Jazz awoke from his little dream world and nodded to Soundwave's question. The Decepticon smirked and pressed play. He stood back as the song prepared to play and almost laughed as Jazz looked at him with a confused look, as if to say,

'How am I supposed to sing with this thing stuck in my mouth?'

Soundwave laughed.

'Oh don't worry Jazz...you will be singing!' purred Soundwave as he made sure th camera was recording everything that was happening.

Before Jazz could even ask he suddenly felt both the mic in his mouth and valve give off more static electricity and vibrate slightly. Jazz suddenly made more muffled wails and moans as the song started to play and he realized what song it was. Totally Addicted to Bass by Puretone. Very funny Soundwave. However before he could even think about glaring at Soundwave the song was already starting to play and the mics were both vibrating like mad and giving off more static electricity.

I've got two pale hands up against the window pane

I'm shaking with the heat of my need again

Starts in my feet, reverbs up to my brain

There's nothing I can do to revert the pain

I'm looking down to the street below

There's nothing in the way they move to show

They too know what I know,

They too hunger for the beast below

Jazz was now moaning and bucking his hips like crazy. Soundwave had cranked up the bass so the mics would vibrate more and it was sending Jazz down a river of ecstasy. Soundwave watched and listened as Jazz continued to writhe up in mid air and make sweet noise across the speakers. Lubricants were still dripping out of Jazz's vavle and already a small puddle was on the floor...something for Jazz to clean up later.

Listening to the radio I feel so out of place

There's a certain something missing that the treble can't erase

I know you can tell just by looking at my face

A word about my weakness

I'm totally addicted to bass

a-waowa-ow

a-waowa-ow

Jazz suddenly made a loud muffled wail as the beat began to pick up and the bass got louder and faster. He was shaking like crazy as if he was dancing to the song as best he could. Soundwave was getting a little hot himself as he watched his little slave move and moan with the music. It was an amazing sight and the best part was he was getting it all on film. Jazz continued to cry out muffled groans and moans as the beat picked up.

There's nothing I can do to be cool

I don't sleep till I've had my fuel

It frustrates if I'm deprived

A hunger that grates from deep inside

Feel like I'm doing time

Imprisoned by dependence on a rhythm sublime

In my mind I must overcome the need to define

Solitary silence of a faceless crime

Jazz optics suddenly locked onto Soundwave's and his muffled moans and whines got louder and louder. It looked like he was trying to say something and Soundwave had a good idea what it was. He leaned back and smirked as Jazz continued to buck and moan as the beat was ready to pick up again.

'Jazz be a good little slave for me now. Do you want to come?'

Jazz nodded like crazy and suddenly made a loud muffled wail as more electric static caused the nerves within him to go off like explosions all over his lower body. His hips were now bucking and he looked to Soundwave, waiting for an answer.

Standing by the stereo I'm feeling so alone

With my back against the speaker and I'm moving on my own

Surrounded by so many and they're staring at my face

They're picking up my problem

I'm totally addicted to bass

a-waowa-ow

a-waowa-ow

Soundwave was oh so tempted to take the mic out of Jazz and take him but he held back. Instead he tortured Jazz some more by giving him the next command that Jazz would have to obey for if he didn't obey he would lose the bet. If Jazz lost the bet then that would mean the Autobots would get a nice little music video sent to them along with a few pictures.

'Jazz...you can come after the song is over!'

Jazz made a muffled wail of frustration but he obeyed. He looked desperate as he tried to hold it in. He had already made a small puddle and that was just the icing on the cake. The song was almost over and Soundwave watched as Jazz desperately tried to keep himself together but it was a little hard with his legs stretched like that and a mic shoved up his aft.

Summer's at my window, I look down on the street

People I see everywhere are tapping their feet

Suddenly I realise in that look that I was wrong

Everybody's grooving to their own song

Down at the scene below

There's something in the way they move to show

They too know what I know

They too hunger for the beast below

Rhythm's running over me to wash away my fears

The back beat of humanity it sweetens my tears

There's something that's connected us down throughout the years

There's no need to feel so lonely

Everyone's addicted to bass

a-waowa-ow

The song was almost over and Soundwave was amused to see that Jazz was using his own willpower to stop himself from overloading. The speakers were emitting his moans and cries so wonderfully that the Decepticon almost lost himself in them.

Your bass line is shooting up my spine

(Your bass line)

Your bass line has got me feeling fine

It's filling up my mind

Your bass line is shooting up my spine

(a-waowa-ow)

Your bass line has got me feeling fine

It's filling up my mind

Your bass line is shooting up my spine

(a-waowa-ow)

Your bass line has got me feeling fine

It's filling up my mind

Your bass line is shooting up my mind

(your bass line)

The song was finally over. Jazz suddenly wailed as he overloaded quite suddenly. His lubricants and fluids burst from his valve so suddenly the mic popped out along with it. It was completely covered in all of Jazz's fluids and the small puddle was now a fairly large puddle. Jazz trembled as he overloaded in front of Soundwave who watched with lustful optics. He had recorded all the sounds that Jazz made and even though the karaoke machine claimed that Jazz was waaaaay out of tune the Decepticon believed it was the best version of the song he had ever heard. Jazz himself was now gasping as he tried to bring himself back to the real world but all he could think about was what a wonderful experience that was. When Soundwave came into view he looked up wondering what he was going to do next.

'I should hear you sing more often my dear little pet. You put off a magnificent performance!'

Jazz was still flushing red and he sighed with relief as the mic in his mouth was removed. His jaw was aching slightly and his voice was a little ragged when he tried to speak. He was waiting for the Decepticon to take him down however Soundwave seemed reluctant to take him down for he did look so delicious just hanging there like a little helpless Autobot. Instead Soundwave decided it was time for the next activity of the day.

At first Jazz didn't know what happened to him but after a few flips and twists Jazz still found himself hanging up in mid air but this time he was hanging from a different position. He was now facing the ground with his upper body quite close to the floor while his backside was sticking up in the air. His leg were still forced apart but, trying to keep the Autobot in a comfortable position, they were bent at the knee. However Jazz didn't feel comfortable and the Autobot was trying not to get angry but when he felt a hard slap against his aft he suddenly felt a little pissed off. Worst of all his valve was still soaking with lubricants after the whole karaoke session so it was rather embaressing to have his aft sticking out with that part of him exposed. Soundwave laughed and petted Jazz.

'Well now Jazz you must of enjoyed singing for me but now it's time for some reading!'

Jazz looked up a little confused.

'You'll be reading this little book and I want to hear every word and I know this book off by spark!'

Jazz still looked confused.

'Is that it master?' he asked.

Soundwave nodded.

'Yes but I want to hear every word! Understand? You'll only be reading a few pages anyway.'

That sounded like an easy task. Soundwave placed the book in front of him on a small desk allowing Jazz to get a better view. To the Autobots surprise he found himself looking at the book Cinderella. He wanted to ask Soundwave why he would read such a book but Soundwave didn't look like he was willing to give an answer. So he just sucked it up and began to read.

'Once upon a time there was a young girl who liv- AH!'

Jazz suddenly halted his reading when he felt something warm and slick nudge against his valve. Looking from underneath himself he realized that Soundwave was licking his dripping wet valve. The Decepticon was gripping his hips and tracing his glossa all over Jazz's valve. The Autobot whimpered as the soft and hot glossa continued to trace the rim of his quivering port. Soundwave paused from his licking and glared at Jazz.

'Keep reading Jazz,' he purred.

Jazz snarled slightly. So this was his game. Knowing he had no choice but to obey Jazz turned back to the book and began to read again.

'...a girl who lived with her evil step-mother and her two step-sisters. They called her Cin-AH! ...Cinderella. She dre- ahhh....dreamed of marrying a pr- oooh...prince. However her cru-AH...wait no...her cruel...step-sisters...oh Primus...made her work day and night...oh...oh p-please wait...'

Soundwave was licking him clean and Jazz was finding it harder to read the book. The worst part was that Jazz was lubing up even more and he was moaning and whimpering every time he felt that glossa suddenly slip inside him. Jazz was trying his best to obey the command so he continued to read.

'One d-day the prince...ah...sent out invitations...t-to...to all the women in the...ah...oh...l-land. However Cinderella w-wasn't...wasn't allowed to go for she had n-no dr- AH! Oh Primus...oh...oh...she had no dress. S-so after her step-mother and s-step-sisters left her all...ah...alone. So as she c-cried all alone b-by the fireplace she...ah...she heard a v-voice. Then in a...AH...AH...f-flash of light a strange woman appeared. She t-told Cinderella...ah...AH...that she w-was her fairy g-godmother and she w-was going to send her t-to the ball.'

Jazz was getting flustered and hot. Soundwave was now licking him and massaging his hips. His vision was getting blurry and it was getting harder to read. Soon he found himself at the end of the page and Soundwave leaned over to turn the page to allow Jazz to continue. Trying to regain focus of what he was doing Jazz continued to read until he finally reached the part where Cinderella arrived at the ball.

'W-when Cindreallea arrived the p-prince was in awe at her p-presence. S-she was beautiful and....AH...charming...oooh...soon she found the prince was asking her for a d-dance.'

Soundwave suddenly leaned over and purred into Jazz's audios.

'I bet you would look beautiful and charming in a pretty little dress my little slave.'

Soundwave suddenly pulled Jazz up until the book was out of sight from the Autobot's sight. Jazz gasped as he felt the Decepticons hands all over him and his fingers now slipping in and out of his valve. The sensation of Soundwave's hands all over him was making poor Jazz yelp and moan like crazy. Soundwave had enough of the book reading and quickly checked the time. He smirked as Jazz was blissfully unaware of what time it was and continued to pleasure him with touches and kisses. Jazz moaned and whined as this wonderful feeling refused to leave him. Soundwave must of been an expert at this for he was forgetting so many worries and problems. However Jazz was suddenly brought back to his senses when an warning flashed through his visor.

'Oh no!' he suddenly cried.

Soundwave smirked once Jazz figured it out. It was time to report into base and if Soundwave was correct Prowl was really fussy about reports and their timings. The Autobot looked up to Soundwave with pleading optics.

'S-soundwave...I m-mean Master...I need to c-call in!' begged Jazz.

He looked so cute when he begged and Soundwave couldn't help but tease him.

'Call in then,' he purred as he continued to stroke and pet Jazz's body.

Jazz gasped as Soundwave continued to caress him. His fingers continued to slip in and out of his valve which was still soaking wet with lubricants. He couldn't call in when he was like this! However time was ticking on and Soundwave showed no sign of stopping what he was doing. Trying to keep his moans under control Jazz opened his Comm Link to find Prowl waiting on the other line and he sounded pissed.

'Jazz! You're a minute late for the report! You know I prefer things to be on time so I can keep everything in order! So what do you have to report?'

Trying to keep himself calm Jazz replied.

'Well nothing of the interest but I- AH!'

Soundwave suddenly emptied a cube of Energon all over Jazz's aft. The cool liquid made Jazz yelp suddenly and Prowl heard.

'What was that?'

'I-I just tripped...sorry but I...ah...I didn't mean to scare you,' gasped Jazz.

It was amusing to see Jazz trying to keep himself calm and composed whilst Soundwave touched him. Placing the empty cube down he then bent down till he was level with Jazz's Energon covered aft and began to lick it all off. The poor Autobot was trying his best to hold in his moans as he tried to explain to Prowl that he was out on patrol but Prowl seemed a little concerned.

'Are you OK?' asked the Autobot officer.

'I-I'm fine...really I..ah...I'm f-fine...just tripped and I-OH...I er...have t-to go NOW!'

Soundwave had lapped up all the Energon but after getting so hot and excited from the whole thing he wanted to just pound Jazz's aft. Pulling out his spike he nudged it against the Autobot's valve which made Jazz suddenly cry out. He looked up to Soundwave with pleading optics but that only succeeded in making Soundwave more turned on and he slowly inserted his spike. Jazz grimaced and tried not to cry out. Prowl was getting quite curious.

'Are you sure you're OK? What is going on?'

'I-I...I have nothing more t-to...ah...report Prowl...I-I will...call in..AH...later...just g-got a little glitch...OH...s-so don't worry!'

Jazz was now finding it very hard to keep himself from moaning like a whore as Soundwave began to gently thrust into him. The Decepticon slipped his fingers in every time he pulled out which caused Jazz to cry out quite suddenly. Prowl was a little concerned with Jazz's strange behavior and he continued to demand what was going on.

'A glitch? How serious is it?'

Jazz was now getting frustrated as Prowl continued to communicate with him and as Soundwave continued to screw him. However until Prowl decided to leave him alone he would have to hold in his cries.

'I-I'm fine Prowl...s-seriously I...AH...I just need to...AH...fix myself...p-please...I-I...will...AH...call in later!'

'I can send Ratchet out,' suggested Prowl.

'N-NO! I'm f-fine Prowl...AH...really....I can...I can fix this my...AH...myself! I-I'll c-call in later!'

Soundwave smirked as Jazz desperately tried to keep himself from screaming out in pleasure. He increased his pace and Jazz was already beginning to moan. Prowl seemed persistent with this little glitch but Jazz was desperately trying to get Prowl to go away. Thankfully Prowl seemed to had given up.

'Alright Jazz...don't forget to call in the morning and don't be late again. Also if you do have a problem with that glitch just call in and I'll send out Ratchet.'

'A-alright....I-I'll...AH...see you later...AH...b-bye now!'

Once the line was closed Jazz finally was able to cry out at long last. Soundwave laughed as Jazz was now gasping and moaning like mad.

'Very good Jazz...I wonder if Prowl suspects anything? You think we should call Ratchet to come down and have a look?'

Jazz growled but cried out as Soundwave suddenly thrusted into him really hard. He bucked and twitched as Soundwave's hands massaged his waist and hips whilst thrusting into him like mad. Jazz moaned and wailed as he arched back into Soundwave. The Decepticon was close to overload and Jazz was now crying out lie crazy.

'I-I swear...when this is all...AH...over...I'm gonna make you...AH...AH...regret this...AH....I'll make you...AH...m-my fragging slut...OH PRIMUS!'

Soundwave suddenly slammed into him and overloaded, his fluids pouring into Jazz and dripping out of him all over the floor. Jazz wailed as his body trembled and the overload hit him like a tsunami. Soundwave grunted and collapsed against him. Their vents were the only things making a noise in the room. Jazz trembled as some more fluids dripped out of him after Soundwave removed his spike but he still leaned against him. They remained like that for a moment until Soundwave stood back up and sorted himself out. Jazz was trying to pull himself back together and almost snarled when Soundwave spanked him again.

'Now whilst I'll clean up in here you can continue to read the book.'

Soundwave then forced Jazz back into the position he was in earlier so he was in front of the book. Sighing as Soundwave started to clean up the mess and karaoke set Jazz continued to read the book hoping this wasn't going to last much longer.

Jazz slumped on the berth and sighed with relief. Soundwave had finally finished with him for the day and now he was allowed to retire to bed. After Soundwave took him down from the ropes and straps he was then forced to pose in front of the camera in different frocks. One of them was a large ballgown like dress and Soundwave laughed as he called him Cinderella. Jazz just continued to pose, his face flustered and red as he tried to get on with it. Thankfully the day went by rather quickly and Jazz found himslef lying back on his berth. The second day was almost over and he hoped that Soundwave didn't have anything else planned for that evening. He also hoped Prowl wasn't going to suspect anything after that little conversation and he prayed to Primus that he wasn't going to end up strapped up again. As he lay there hoping and praying Soundwave entered the room with some Energon.

'I brought your Energon Jazz. Your second day is almost over so feel proud of yourself.'

Jazz sat up and sighed. This whole thing better be worth it. He waited till Soundwave was sitting next to him before he tried to reach for the cube but the Decepticon held it away from the Autobots reach.

'Hey c'mon Sound-...I mean Master...I'm hungry here...' sighed Jazz.

Soundwave smirked and to Jazz's horror the Decepticon suddenly downed the cube....but he didn't swallow. Instead he suddenly grabbed Jazz's chin and pressed his lips against his. It surprised the Autobot and he parted his lips. It surprised Jazz even more when he felt the cool liquid enter his mouth along with Soundwave's glossa. Feeling very hungry he swallowed every last drop that entered his mouth whilst his glossa rubbed and caressed with Soundwave's. Once he had consumed the entire contents of Soundwave's mouth the Decepticon pulled away and smirked at his little pet.

'Day two is now over Jazz...tomorrow is the last day so look forward to it.'

Soundwave then climbed into the berth and got ready to fall into recharge. Jazz watched him and sighed. Would he be able to handle tomorrow after what he went through with today? How much longer was he going to put up with this? Would he be able to make it through the third day? He mentally slapped himself and reminded that if he got through with tomorrow then Soundwave would do what ever he wanted. Climbing back onto the berth he sighed as he fell into recharge. One more day. Just one more day of obedience. As he fell asleep he prayed this would be over quickly.

Hey everyone...enjoying it so far? If you got any ideas for the third and final day then please let me know ^^ . Look out for the next chapter!