Ever wondered what would happen if our favorite bird got sent to a jail?
Here yah go…
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Guilty -
"Guilty!" Robin sat, mouth ajar looking towards the judge, he was innocent! He hadn't done it! He was framed! "Two years in the state penitentiary!" Robin struggled, screaming how he was innocent, being dragged back towards the double doors.
The worst experience you could possibly encounter in life would have to be driving in a bus, towards a prison, surrounded by people who wanted you dead. Robin was living this experience right now, and what scared him even more was that some of the inmates looked at him seductively, licking there lips as his gaze turned their way. One prisoner in particular caught his eye, for this man seemed different, he didn't look towards him with anger or hunger, but a neutral expression. The man in question had grey, near to white, hair, he wore an eye-patch covering his left eye, leaving the right, a grey slightly blue, revealed.
His friends knew he hadn't done the crime, trying to prove he hadn't, but while they had plenty of evidence, someone had snuck into the tower the night before, setting the evidence room ablaze, disappearing before they could catch whoever had done it. They attempted to salvage what they could, but the few things which had been salvaged, where far to burned to be recognizable.
Robin sighed as they where told to exit the bus, this was going to be a hard few years. They'd sentenced him to Jump Asylum, feeling he belonged in a slightly more calm environment than Gotham, but not by much. The walls where bricked grey, a large stone wall being forced to part as they passed, a dark, dank building coming into view.
As they neared the door, Robin, felt someone grab his ass, making him jump with a start, a hard few years indeed. Robin remained weary of the surrounding inmates, as they where given orange jumpers, though they appeared to grow closer as time went by. They where lead to their individual cells, Robin finding himself surrounded by many larger men, the emotionless man crossing his arms, as if waiting, expecting to be released soon. Robin wasn't sure of any of these men's names, though he guessed he'd stopped them in the past, seeing as their glares remained on him, some angry, some lustful.
"Look who we have here! If it isn't the Boy Wonder himself!" A meaty companion starting the conversation. His balding head looking towards the small form.
"Heard he got caught stealin' the Dutch Diamon'."
"I heard he was framed." The large figures turned to the uncaring man, who had spoken.
"That don't matter none, he's here ain't he?" Robin, barely had the time to dodge an attack, kicking the perpetrator in the stomach, sending him to the wall.
"There's no need to start than, now." A wise slimmer character with shaved black hair pointed out.
They sat, no one daring to speak, dinner soon passing, lights out coming not long after. He could hear the whispers as he sat on the top of one of the many bunks, looking towards the wall, trying to ignore them, having no time to react as hands pulled him to the floor, pinning him to the ground, back side up.
"We have decided, you be to pretty to simply pummel into the ground, we decided you be perfect jail bait…" Robin squirmed, finding himself unable to escape the vice grip.
"It be time for you to pay the price, bird brain." His pants where pulled to his knees. "Sadly we don't have no lube so I be forced to use…'other' means." The man, who Robin couldn't get a good look at, spit in his hand, rubbing the teen's entry roughly before continuing once more. "Since you be one of our favorite hero's, you can choose who rides you first."
"Let me go you sic-cko!" Robin immediately regretted allowing his voice to tremble.
"So it's our choice then?" the large man positioned himself over the squirming form, the blunt extension of the man laying at his entry.
"Are ye' ah virgin, birdie?" The prisoner bit his ear, feeling the boy try to escape the wet sensation. "So that's ah yes then?" Silence, then a scream.
The man was thick, going in without warning, his ass being held in a tight grip, though that didn't stop him from clawing the ground, seeing the white hair sitting away, seemingly not the least bit interested in the events taking place.
"Ahh!" The teen screamed, feeling himself being filled by the older man, falling to the ground in a heap, the boy thinking the nightmare was over, but it was far from over. The next man positioned himself over the boy, shoving in without warning as well, though instead of being thick, the man was long, reaching farther, making the boy's head shoot back in a silent moan.
"Lookie here! Our toy likes it!" Tears escaped the boy's eyes, being soaked into the mask, he hoped his friends would be able to get him out of here soon. He laid in the new violators grasp, arms pooling around his head, drooling on the concert the intruding length hitting his wall. The scream that sounded was one of pure bliss, the older man cumming as the sound exited his lips, the man handing the boy's lower end to the next buff man.
"All I want is to ravage that pretty little body of yours, you denied me, so consider this a punishment." A deep voice whispered in the hero's ear, the thing was that the boy didn't care, it was already gone, his purity had been ripped away from him, he was tainted. When the man didn't enter the boy, Robin thought maybe it was over, but he was wrong, he was so wrong.
The next rapist must have really hated him for some reason, being both long and thick, forcing himself to his wall and beyond, making him scream a gut wrenching scream, clawing at the ground once more, on instinct, needing to escape the pain. How where the guards not hearing this?! He screamed, sweat glistening his flesh as the man went harder, faster, gripped his ass tighter, ripping his flesh. Red pooled under him, running down his thigh as the piercing screams filled the air, but the worst part was, he was getting harder as time went on. 'Oh god! I'm one of those sick people who gets turned on when their in pain!' The tears broke past the mask, sliding down and off his chin.
"Aww the poor little hero is crying!" A hand moved to wipe the tears away. "Maybe the bird should ride me?"
"Ahh…" The victim screamed, as he was lifted off the ground.
"It's okay, little bird." Robin leaded back against the large form, not finding the energy to fight, hands limp at his sides, startling as he was lowered to the large shaft, more tears sliding down his cheeks. The process was extremely slow and agonizing, as the boy was dropped, falling to bass in an instant, making a small sound of surprise sound. He was raised and dropped again, the process repeating until the exasperated boy violently came on his stomach, the older male cumming seconds after, filling the boy farther, dropping him to the ground in one swift instant.
"I think he has had enough, don't you? At least for tonight." The remaining criminals shook their heads in agreement, the young bird turning to be meet with an icy glare, knowing immediately who the white haired man was.
"Slade…" The boy passed out, the man's name being the last word which passed his lips.
Robin grew timid, less words being said as time went on, the pattern repeating, every night he was brutally raped, his mask having fallen off long ago, the tears where heavy, every night he cried to himself, until the twenty-first day.
"Robin!" The bird didn't stir as the guard called his name, no not his name, a strangers name. He was no longer Robin, he couldn't be, if he ever got out of this place alive he'd give up his character of Robin, start over; for this, what had happened in this jail, could never be erased.
"Robin!" He turned slowly, seeing the other titans standing behind the bars, he still didn't make any attempt at moving, afraid he'd be jumped, and the guard wouldn't do a thing about it, they never did.
"Friend, Robin! We have the most glorious of news!" Star flew to the bars, noticing something was off. "Friend Robin?" Robin decided to walk to the bars, cautiously walking past hungry smirks, feeling someone grab his ass, jumping to hang from the top of the bars, shaking furiously.
"Man! You don't look so good!" Cyborg moved to look at their leader, noticing the dark circles under his tightly shut eyes, skin paler than before, if that was even possible. He hadn't been sleeping, and while he was used to a day or two of sleepless nights, he'd had barely any at all in about twenty days, at least he'd thought it'd been about that long.
"Let us get you home, and you can tell us what's of the wrong!" Cracking his eyes open slightly he saw the steal door, which trapped him with these monsters, open, he immediately dropped from the bars to run to the other side.
"We have proven your innocent." Raven said, looking behind Star at the boy, who still hadn't said a word.
After much paperwork the team was off, they'd explained how they'd found a picture under all the ash, proving Robin was innocent, going home. For a orange and black mask, which made Robin cringe smiled back.
"What happened at the jail, dude?" Beast Boy way curious, what could have gotten their fearless leader so shook up? All he got was a choked sob, the boy in question not having spoken the entire reunion, shaking as he grabbed star around the waist, making even her eyes widen. He knew he had to tell them, but he didn't know if he could. Sticking his arm out, Raven touched his flesh, a streak of the teen's memories appearing in her line of vision, sucking in a breath.
"Raven!" Beast Boy turned into a cat, jumping to her lap.
"My god! Those sick bastards!" BB's eyes widened, Rae never cursed, now he knew it was bad.
"What is it, Rae?" Raven then commenced to telling the story, all eyes on Robin as she finished.
"It's okay, Robin… your safe now." Cyborg tried to comfort, though Robin knew it would never be okay again.
Well that's all, so leave me a snack on this wonderful day!
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