I do not own Blue's Clues.
"So. Today's the day." Red said to herself, while having Periwinkle brush her fur. "It's here already."
"Yes.. How do you feel about seeing Steve again?" Periwinkle absentmindedly asked, while shakily brushing her fur. Side Table randomly showed up at his door earlier, and said Red demanded to see him. It had only been a day since Side Table had beaten him, and he was scared Red wanted to add a few more bruises.
Red grabbed the brush from Periwinkle's paw, startling him, and threw it across the room. She pinned him down before he even knew what happened, and sunk her claws into his paws. Red growled, but, Periwinkle didn't recognize it to be a mean growl.. It was, almost, seductive.
Periwinkle gasped out in pain, and Red took this opportunity to force him into a bruising kiss, letting her flat tongue freely explore his wet cavern. Periwinkle started shaking, trying to get out of her hold, but, she was to strong. Hot tears escaped his eyes, and ran down his face.
Red stopped for a moment, and licked up his tears, then continued kissing him, so he could taste his salty tears on her tongue. It was such an exhilarating experience for her. She could now understand why Steve would come back to her, night and night again, for more. She felt so powerful.
She decided in that very moment that something had to be done about him. He symbolized everything she hated. Innocence, happiness, trust, friendship, caring, and love. The six greatest lies in the world.
She decided when she was done with him, he would be stripped of his innocence. He would never again trust, nor care for another. He would never again be able to experience happiness, friendship, nor love. He would become an empty shell of a person, just as she had. The Bastard didn't care about hollowing her out. Why should she care about ruining him?
Red broke the kiss, and let her paw wonder down on his body. She stared deep into his eyes. She was going to break him, just as she had been once broken. And she wasn't going to miss a single second of it.
She started stroking his cock with her paw, and it had morphed into a raging erection in just about a minute. He was now sobbing, understanding that his body was betraying him. He knew he didn't want it, but, his body sure did.
She knew from experience that he would slowly start hating himself, more and more each day, if she continued. He would feel dirty, tainted even. Like he wasn't good enough. He would try to forget, but, she'd burn this experience into his skull forever.
She hit him in the stomach with her other paw, forcing him onto his back. As her strokes quickened, so did his breath intake, and his sobs. He was moaning uncontrollably, and choking on tears. Then, suddenly, she stopped.
He let out a whine, and opened one of his eyes to see why she had stopped. Then, he remembered he wasn't suppose to be enjoying it, and slammed his eyes back shut, and tried to think of anything but what was happening now.
After a second, he could feel Red spit onto his asshole. She took a finger, and started slowly inserting and exerting it, stretching his hole. He shuddered at the sensation, and his crying picked up again.
He didn't dare kick or try to break free, however. For he knew the consequences would be unbearable. For now, all he could do was take anything she could throw at him. And whatever he did, he could not cum. Then and there, he promised himself no matter what she did to him, he would not give her the satisfaction of making him cum.
Another finger. Now, instead of feeling awkward and out of place, it was starting to hurt.. One finger was enough to fill him, but, now she doubled that. He cringed slightly whenever she started scissoring her fingers inside him. But, after a minute, the pain lessened, and, it started to feel funny.. Good, even.
He hadn't noticed that he'd stop crying, and he started rocking his hips to the rhythm of her fingering. He was even starting to moan a little, all without his knowing. A sick smile played out across Red's face.
Red took out her fingers, and Periwinkle noticed he was starting to miss the new sensation. But, in just another second, her fingers were replaced with something long and hard.. It felt almost like a candle, pressed up against his hole.
He heard her spit again, and guessed she was rubbing it on the candle. Yet again, he started crying, now realizing what she had been preparing him for. He even tried wriggling free, but immediately stopped when Red took hold of his erection and started pumping.
Red slowly slid in the candle, while slowing the pumps of Periwinkle's erection. He cried out in pain. It wasn't that big of a candle at all. Definitely not as big as anything he knew Blue had to take. But, it still burned.
He was crying more from the intensity than the pain after just a minute of Red slowly thrusting it inside. It was.. Unbelievable. He could feel every inch of it. Moving around, inside him. It was like nothing ever before. It wasn't necessarily good, but, definitely not bad.
Red was pumping his erection in sync with the thrusts of the candle, and it was starting to be more than Periwinkle could take. He tried to keep his thoughts off of what was happening. He really did. But, it just wouldn't work. And now, his erection was pulsating, and so hard it hurt. He needed release. And he could feel it coming.
But, just then, something happened. Periwinkle felt the candle brush up against something inside him that made him see stars. He cried out, and bucked up his hips at the intense pleasure. He could practically feel the smile play out across Red's face as she started ramming it again and again, harder and harder, in sync with the pumps.
He couldn't take it anymore. Pressure built up to an intolerable amount in his lower regions. Every nerve was on edge, he was aware of everything all around him, but then, relief came crashing down. All he could see was white as he shot out hot globs of white cum all over his stomach.
He spent a good three minutes just basking in the after glow of his first orgasm, when, he realized what had just happened. He suddenly started wishing for death, and fell over on his side, crying uncontrollably. His sobs shook though his entire body. He looked so pathetic. So helpless. And Red couldn't help but to love it.
Steve's funeral was later that day. She had to get ready. This definitely was a nice start to the day, however.