Perhaps it was because she was on a team with an apprentice to the greatest detective in the world, a technological marvel, an empath with unparalleled psychic abilities, and a changeling with the senses of a bloodhound, but people often overlooked just how perceptive Starfire was.
Tamaraneans were exceptionally adept at reading emotions, which made Starfire both an extremely observant individual, and also a fantastic friend. She could tell at a glance when Robin needed to be distracted from his work, when Cyborg was feeling self-conscious about his body, when Beast Boy needed some company, or when Raven was secretly open to being invited into a group activity, and when she sincerely wanted to be left alone; something that Beast Boy had yet to learn after five years of living with the empath.
Despite her remarkable powers of observation though, the truth was that it was more of a coincidence that resulted in her discovering Raven's most shameful little secret.
One night, Starfire was having trouble sleeping, and decided to visit the Common Room to grab a glass of water and watch the stars through the front windows of Titans Tower. It just so happened that her trip to the Common Room took her directly past Beast Boy's room, and while all of their rooms were soundproofed to an extent – especially Raven's – then you could still sometimes catch a hint of what the occupant was doing, especially if you had the heightened Tamaranean senses that Starfire shared.
"N… ngh… n-no… I… no," Starfire could faintly hear Beast Boy's voice through the door. It sounded as if her friend was in distress. She didn't want to interrupt him – especially if it was a dream of a personal nature (and not only in that sense) – but the tone of his voice was just distraught enough that she considered opening the door.
"Uh! Nnh… ah, Raven…" he stammered out in his sleep, and Starfire immediately paused. It was definitely the right call not to interrupt that dream. Although it did raise more questions; having lived with him for more than five years, Starfire was entirely confident that Beast Boy did in fact harbour romantic feelings for the empath, and while she wasn't as certain, she knew that Raven held a fondness for him as well in a way that went beyond her bond with Robin and Cyborg. So, if Beast Boy was having a dream of this nature… why did he sound so distressed?
On a hunch, Starfire decided to do something that shouldn't have had any logical effect on Beast Boy's situation. She decided to stop by Raven's room.
While Raven's room had received the most soundproofing efforts, Starfire had not been as open as she could have been regarding just how delicate her senses were, and Raven had not been as concerned about this possibility, because… it was Starfire. Easily the least-embarrassing teammate who could catch her doing anything. And so, for this reason, neither Raven nor Starfire had ever given any thought to the fact that her Tamaranean best friend could probably hear her through her bedroom door, if she had been so inclined.
And as soon as she picked up the hint of Raven rather enthusiastically saying some very un-Raven-like things, she felt very inclined indeed.
"Oh… yes, yes, right there. Yes, you fucking slut… go… keep going… oh God, keep going… !"
Starfire blushed in second-hand embarrassment at Raven's rather rude exclamations. Unlike Beast Boy, who she had been certain was still asleep, Raven sounded awake and alert; extremely alert, in a manner of speaking.
Starfire tentatively raised a hand to knock, and then paused. She was unsure if she was hesitating out of embarrassment – and if so, whether it was her own or on Raven's behalf – or if she just wanted to give Raven a few more moments to… finish up her preoccupation, so to speak. But after giving her ample time to conclude, and waiting until she could no longer hear any of the crude things Raven had been muttering to herself, she gently rapped her knuckles on Raven's door.
"Fuck!"
She immediately heard the empath gasp in frustration and alarm, either in annoyance at being interrupted, or in fear of having been discovered. There were some fumbling sounds from inside as Starfire heard her friend trying to make herself as presentable as possible, even if she would only be seen through a crack in the doorway. Raven opened her door by the tiniest margin. Her face was flushed and sweaty, and even under the hood of her cape, her hair was in complete disarray.
"… Oh. Hello Starfire. It's late. Can I help you?"
Starfire smiled falsely. "Oh, sorry if I have woken you, friend," she apologized with just enough of an edge to hint that she knew that she hadn't. "But I couldn't sleep, so I ventured to the kitchen to fetch myself some water, and I was wondering if you were still awake, and if so, if there was anything that I could fetch for you?" Her innocence and politeness were flawlessly sincere.
Raven didn't visibly react. "No, thank you Starfire. Good night," she concluded, softly shutting her bedroom door.
Starfire lingered outside for a few moments more, listening to Raven's panicked curses as she retreated back to her bed, her activities spoiled for the night. She wasn't cursing Starfire, but her own lack of discretion. With enough information to come to a reasonable conclusion, Starfire returned to her own bedroom, with one minor detour. She passed by Beast Boy's room again to see if he still seemed to be having a nightmare, and, unsurprisingly, it seemed to have stopped and he was now sleeping soundly; or at least, as soundly as was possible after the contents of his dream.
As she stepped back inside her own room, Starfire smiled to herself. She found the whole situation oddly charming, but knew that she had some interesting conversations ahead of her in the morning. She didn't fear them, however; in fact, she was rather looking forward to them.
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Starfire merrily jaunted into the Common Room the next morning, where Beast Boy was sat at the kitchen counter, softly munching on a bowl of cereal. He looked as though he hadn't slept particularly well. Starfire smiled as she took a seat next to him; despite what she had planned, she really did love the changeling to bits. But she also knew exactly how innocent he was beneath the surface, and she knew that pushing his buttons would be as easy as it would be fun. She waited for him to swallow his latest mouthful of cereal, and then threw subtlety out of the window as she dropped the mother of all bombshells.
"Beast Boy, have you been having dreams about friend Raven of a sexual nature?"
Her timing was a little off, as she had allowed him just enough time to take another bite of cereal, which he immediately sprayed all over the kitchen counter in surprise and, primarily, horror. He was fortunate that no-one else had been around to hear Starfire's question, and especially to see his reaction… but he had no idea just how unfortunate it would be for him in the long run that he had just confirmed her suspicions.
"I, whu- the… I…" he stuttered and stammered, his face turning red at speed that would have made Kid Flash jealous.
"I did not mean to alarm you," Starfire lied innocently, "But I have observed lately that you seem to have not been sleeping well. And when friend Raven enters a room, you appear to become rather tense. I thought it might be reasonable to assume that these occurrences were related, and that seemed like one of several rational conclusions."
Beast Boy's eyes continued to dart around the room as he appeared to almost be hyperventilating. "I… well… the-"
"I have not told friend Raven, if that is your concern, and I do not intend to," she reassured warmly, placing a gentle hand on his arm. That seemed to finally calm him down somewhat.
"… I, uh… well, thanks Starfire. I…" his face was already redder than red. "I-I'm not sure how it started, and… I really don't want Raven to find out."
"I actually think that telling Raven should be the first thing that you do," Starfire advised honestly. If Beast Boy's face hadn't already been at maximum redness, that would have finished the job. He stared at Starfire as if she had grown an extra head. "Despite the… sensitive nature of your problem, Raven is extremely knowledgeable on the subject of dreams. She may know why they are recurring, and I'm sure that despite the embarrassment, she would only have your wellbeing in mind," Starfire finished with another lie. Beast Boy's wellbeing was currently the lowest priority on Raven – and Starfire's – agenda.
Still in shock at her ludicrous suggestion, Beast Boy continued to stare at Starfire in disbelief until she released his arm, resisting the urge to giggle at his discomfort. "Well… regardless, I shall not inform Raven. If you would like to return to your room to catch up on your sleep, I would be more than happy to provide a 'coverage' for you in case Robin were to ask where you had gone," she explained sincerely, and she meant it. Beast Boy was sure to need his energy, after all, for what she had planned.
He tried to smile appreciatively but was still mostly frozen in fear and humiliation, which he remained in for several minutes, even after Starfire rose from her seat, nodded a respectful farewell to him, and departed to speak to her second target that morning.
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Starfire had barely rapped her knuckles against Raven's bedroom door before it flung open, revealing a very flustered Raven, who seemed to have been expecting her. Although Raven said nothing, the look on her face screamed '… What?'
Starfire smiled innocently. "Good morning Raven, I had a matter that I wished to discuss. In the privacy of your room, perhaps?"
Raven blushed – not nearly to the extent that Beast Boy had – and tried (badly) to remain calm.
"What would you like to discuss?"
Starfire placed her index finger on her chin as if contemplating a mystery. "Well, I have concerns about Beast B-"
Raven cut her off, grabbing her by the arm and dragging her inside of her room, sliding the door shut behind them with a hearty *THUNK*. It amused Starfire a little to see her best friend so alarmed and undignified.
"Alright Starfire," Raven began impatiently, "Just… say whatever you have to say, and get it over with, okay?" Raven seemed tense for some reason. Starfire was sure that what she had to say next would only make it worse.
Deciding to rip the band-aid off completely, Starfire laid her cards on the table. "Raven… have you been projecting your consciousness into Beast Boy's dreams during the night, as a method of alleviating pent-up sexual frustration?"
Raven's face turned deathly pale – even moreso than normal – and she hastily turned away from Starfire in shameful self-loathing. The silence was her answer.
"… I see," Starfire concluded, amicably and without judgement, not that Raven could tell. Eventually, sounding weak and broken, she acknowledged what she had done.
"… Please don't tell," Raven seemed to be channelling Timid at full-force. "Please, Starfire. I… I don't…" she turned back around, and Starfire could already see the tears forming in her eyes. "I didn't mean to make it into a habit, I just… the first time was an accident, and then I…" one or two tears were now beginning to spill, "I don't want to get kicked off the team. Please, Starfire… please-"
Starfire took a reassuring step towards her best friend and clasped both of her hands within her own. When Raven met her gaze, she only saw Starfire's warm and friendly smile.
"Raven, it's alright. That is not why I am here."
Raven was relieved – at least, slightly – but extremely confused. "I… I don't understand. Beast Boy, I… what I did to him-"
Starfire raised a hand to interrupt. "Raven… Beast Boy is a very dear friend of mine. I care for him very much; love him, even. But, romantically speaking, he is extremely… hesitant, for my tastes. I am unsure if you would be aware, but I am certain that he feels the same way about you as you do about him." Raven seemed surprised by this news, but it was far from the first surprise of this conversation, and it would also be far from the last.
"On Tamaran, I have no doubt that Beast Boy would have already had several partners." Starfire explained. At the sight of Raven's slightly self-conscious reaction, she giggled. "I believe you misunderstand, Raven; Beast Boy would have made himself the… target of desire, so to speak, to several warriors in our culture. He is an extremely courageous young man, after all," she praised sincerely. "Several Tamaranean women would have taken note of this, and made their intentions known."
Raven's lack of reaction informed Starfire that she hadn't quite understood. She smiled, relishing the opportunity to explain how Tamaran differed from Earth. "On Tamaran, our status is determined based on your skill as a warrior. If you desire a mate, and are strong enough to take them by force, then they are yours. I have no doubt at all that Beast Boy would have been made the property of several available Tamaranean women, seeking to conquer him," Starfire outlined as if describing the weather forecast. Raven's mouth slowly opened in surprise, horror, and… intrigue?
"Raven… you are one of the strongest warriors who I have ever met. On Tamaran, you would have the honour of selecting any mate that you wished. And while I understand that Earth customs differ somewhat, I see no problem in you laying claim to Beast Boy as your prize. Especially since, as I have mentioned, I am already quite confident that he possesses romantic feelings towards you as well. He is simply too… shy to act upon them." Starfire's eyes lit up, and for a moment it looked as though she was about to lick her lips. "On Tamaran, such a quality would make him even more desirable to the more dominant amongst our species. I have no doubt that he would have been taken by several females by now."
Raven didn't know what to say. Was this Starfire's way of explaining that Raven had her… approval?
"… Starfire," Raven asked cautiously, "What did you come here to talk about?"
Starfire didn't fight off the urge to giggle this time. "Raven, I came her with a proposition for you." She leaned forwards and uttered the question that would change Raven's life forever, as well as seal Beast Boy's fate.
"Raven… how would you like the opportunity to turn Beast Boy's dreams into your reality?"
Raven was too stunned to answer for some time, so Starfire simply leaned in closer and outlined the idea that she had come up with. Raven was completely silent and impassive throughout, but when Starfire had finally finished, a small, shy smile was on her face. She was still mostly in disbelief that Starfire wasn't just accepting of her… bad habit, but seemed to be encouraging her to go even further. But she didn't want to question her good fortune. Especially considering what was on the line.
Starfire could tell that she had left Raven with a lot to think about… not to mention, a lot that she would enjoy thinking about, so she bid her farewell and left her to consider her possible future. She only reminded Raven of the first step in their process to turn Beast Boy from her considerate teammate into her submissive fuck-toy. She hadn't been lying; she really did care for both of them… but there was something about Beast Boy that she had trouble putting into words. She wasn't romantically interested in Beast Boy the same way that Raven was, but there was something about him that was so kind-hearted, so innocent, so pure… so fun to corrupt. She may have been doing Raven a favour, but she would most definitely enjoy observing what was to come.
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That night, Raven did what Starfire had instructed. That morning, Starfire approached Beast Boy again while he was sleepily trying to finish his breakfast. He clearly did not have a restful night of slumber.
"Good morning, Beast Boy," she bubbled, taking a seat next to him. He jumped in alarm at the intrusion, having been distracted by his thoughts and problems, then relaxed when he saw that it was Starfire… and then jumped again when he remembered what Starfire knew. She giggled, openly amused at his mild discomfort.
"I do not wish to interrupt your morning meal, but I was asked to pass a message on to you," she continued, leaning uncomfortably close to Beast Boy's ear. He shuddered as her lips almost brushed his face. She eventually whispered in a surprisingly sultry voice.
"Raven would like to see you in her bedroom at your earliest convenience."
If his face had been red yesterday, it turned practically purple now. He shook, then stared at Starfire in dread, as if questioning if she had revealed his secret; the one thing he had begged her not to do. Starfire simply smiled in response, stood up from her seat and offered him a hand.
"I believe it would be best not to keep her waiting, yes?"
Beast Boy was far too frazzled to even consider constructing a sentence, and with his mouth agape in abject horror, he could do nothing but dumbly, shakily accept her hand, and allow her to lead him through the corridors to his presumed death at the hands of his former friend. Starfire was humming an upbeat tune the entire way that only deepened the pit in his stomach. He wondered if his friends would miss him, after Raven was finished with him. Maybe she would allow a small memorial to be placed where his room used to reside.
In no time at all, they had arrived, and Starfire happily knocked on the door while Beast Boy was still trying to come to terms with his impending demise.
"Oh Raven," Starfire announced in a sing-song voice.
"Come in, Starfire," Raven acknowledged warmly. "And… you," she added spitefully. Beast Boy was too terrified to move, so Starfire simply pushed him into Raven's room, where the irritated empath was sitting cross-legged on the floor, surrounded by open books and lit candles.
She nodded at Starfire, and then shot Beast Boy an intense glance of… something. Perhaps he was distracted by his inevitable death, but he had a hard time interpreting her expression. Had he been afforded more time, and in his right mind, he would have seen anger, disgust and contempt – all forced – but also an imperceptible hint of amusement and… arousal?
Raven stood, and the look on her face softened, somewhat, as she finally addressed the poor boy before he could suffer a heart attack.
"First of all… I would just like to confirm, Starfire didn't tell me anything. I went to her to speak about some irregular behaviour that I had noticed from you, and while she didn't openly reveal anything to me, then when I suggested that you had been experiencing-" her expression hardened again as her eyes bored into Beast Boy "-… inappropriate dreams about me, then I could tell from her reaction that she knew something."
Beast Boy was only half-listening, and half-composing a will in his head. He would leave his video games and comics to Cyborg, his room to Starfire, his other belongings to Robin, and… he wasn't sure if there was any point in considering burial arrangements, given that Raven may not leave enough of him behind for it to be relevant.
"So, rather than pry into anything that you two have discussed, I asked if she could let you know that I wanted to speak to you myself. Regarding your…" her cheeks flushed again in feigned anger, "problem."
Beast Boy gulped loudly, and opened his mouth, only to find himself completely incapable of speech. He glanced towards Starfire, only to see her smiling and giving him a friendly thumbs-up, and then back towards Raven, who rolled her eyes impatiently.
"Alright, look…" she began, walking towards him as he cowered at her approach, "Despite the circumstances, I do understand that whatever is happening in your dreams is beyond your control. So… while I am certainly angry, it is not at you." She paused. "At least, not solely at you."
Beast Boy felt ever so slightly less awkward, but was still less than capable of forming any kind of coherent response.
"… Would you consent to having Starfire repeat what you told her, if you'd rather not say so yourself?" Raven proposed, folding her arms. Beast Boy nodded dumbly.
"Oh!" Starfire squeaked in excitement. "Well, Beast Boy confirmed to me that he has been having sexy dreams of you, in which you exhibit sexy behaviour and do all manner of sexual activities with him. Sexually!"
Beast Boy immediately regretted this choice, along with all previous life choices he had made.
"I… see," Raven said, still glaring at Beast Boy with a frown on her face.
"It-it's not like that!" Beast Boy finally squeaked out as if his voice had just broken. "It's… it's not…" he whimpered.
"Then explain." Raven commanded.
Beast Boy closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. "Okay… well, it's not not like that. Yes, I've been having… well, yes." He covered his shameful face in his hands, and cautiously peeked out at Raven between his fingers. Remarkably, she didn't look as though she was going to kill him yet, so he cautiously continued.
"I mean… yes, those things happen in my dreams, but in them, you're rather… um, forceful."
Raven raised an intrigued eyebrow and continued to stare, compelling him to awkwardly continue.
"I-I mean… like, if I had a dream, and you like, kissed me or something, then, that wouldn't be super-awkward, I wouldn't feel weird about seeing you the next day. But, in the dreams, it's… it's way more than kissing. It's… a lot more than I'm comfortable with, honestly."
"Are you saying that you would be comfortable kissing me?" Raven deadpanned, eyebrow still raised.
"What?" Beast Boy replied in panic. "Uh, no! I mean… yes! I… Raven!" he whined like an upset child while she let out a soft laugh at his immense discomfort.
"Sorry," she briefly apologized insincerely. "I think I understand what you mean, though."
"Th-thank you," Beast Boy stuttered, relieved that the situation was now out in the open and he seemed to still be alive.
"So… that certainly would explain why you've been on edge lately. Would you be able to elaborate on exactly what goes on in these dreams?"
Beast Boy's relief instantly evaporated. "Um… I would rather not," he tried to diplomatically explain.
One of the books surrounding Raven flew into her hands as she flipped through the pages. "I have a copy of the Kama Sutra here, you could just nod or shake your head at anything that's occurred. BDSM, exhibitionism, facesitting, roleplays," she glanced at him accusatorily, "Have we sixty-nined?" she asked as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Steam began shooting out of Beast Boy's ears. Almost all of the blood in his body was rushing to his head, and he struggled to resist the urge to faint. To his horror, he realised why it had only been almost all of the blood in his body, as his jumpsuit suddenly felt incredibly tight around the pelvic region. Hearing Raven – the real, actual Raven – listing off sexual positions and activities to him without a care in the world – several of which she was correct in assuming he had already experienced in his dreams – had… awakened the beast, so to speak. He desperately tried to cross his legs while standing, before Starfire interrupted.
"Beast Boy…" Starfire slowly interjected with expertly-feigned false curiosity. "If it is not too much to ask, I would also like to know more about the specific details of what activities have occurred in these dreams."
The emerald teen gulped loudly and immediately began to sweat with such force that his entire face was soaked in seconds.
"Oh, apologies my friend," she added insincerely, "I merely wished to ask, if you could provide us with an idea of the tamest, least-embarrassing thing that you have experienced, so that we have an idea of the baseline from which to work," she explained professionally.
Beast Boy's sweating slowed, but didn't stop, as he wiped his forehead and tried to rack his memories. In terms of tame, his dreams with Raven had been… basically non-existent. She had been avaricious, extremely forwards, and had no problem forcing him into the most extreme of activities.
He remembered one odd detail with a start. The most extreme… except for a brief moment, last night. Before the, well… main show had begun, which quickly devolved into a two-person orgy of face-riding, ass-eating, groping, sucking and fucking… the Raven in his dreams had made an unusually subdued request to start things off. Still blushing, but not quite as much, Beast Boy reluctantly recalled the event.
"Um… well, right at the start of the dream yesterday, Raven – well, uh, Dream-Raven – asked me to… kiss her feet. She hadn't asked me to do that before. I was a little confused…"
Starfire and Raven both appeared to be taking in this news for the first time, which couldn't have been further from the truth, before Starfire stroked her chin in contemplation and proposed a very unexpected experiment.
"Beast Boy, forgive me if this strikes you as outside of your comfort zone, but I would like to test a theory that I have. Would it be possible for you to… replicate the actions that you undertook in your dream?"
The sweating began anew. "Wh-what?" Beast Boy squeaked in horror.
Starfire grinned innocently. "Oh, not all of them, of course," she revealed. That certain detail had somehow slipped her mind, to cause the poor boy maximum embarrassment and discomfort, but she quickly clarified. "I merely meant the most innocent. So, in this case, would you be willing to kiss Raven's feet? Raven, would you be willing to undergo this?"
Beast Boy was still shocked, but turned to Raven to view her own reaction before delivering his own. Raven shrugged apathetically, neither enthusiastic nor offended, and casually reached down to remove her slip-on shoes. Beast Boy was extremely hesitant; this was far from the worst thing that he had experienced in his dream, but… it was still a rather rapid departure from how he had expected this conversation – and this day – to go. He turned desperately back to Starfire, hoping that she would offer him a way out. Instead, she smiled warmly at Raven's willingness to accommodate her proposal, and then looked at Beast Boy expectantly.
"Um…" he spoke, sweat still streaming down his face, "What am I… uh, what is this supposed to do?"
"It is just a theory that I have," Starfire replied, smiling sweetly. "But… if you do not wish to try, then I suppose-"
It was Raven's turn to interrupt. "Oh, for God's sake, Beast Boy. It's just kissing my feet. It's not like I'm asking you to go down on me," she gestured briefly towards her crotch. At the mention of such a lewd act, Beast Boy's erection proudly sprung forwards, causing him to scream in panic as he tried in vain to conceal it. He turned to Raven as he did so, hoping that she hadn't noticed, only to see that she had… and she was smirking, for some reason. Before he could react further, Starfire had placed her hands on his shoulders and forced him into a seated position – not that he minded, it was easier to hide his… shame while cross-legged – before Raven extended her slender legs and placed one of her feet before his face.
Neither Beast Boy nor Raven had ever been particularly into foot play, but Raven could at least take joy in the anticipation of what was to come, like an appetiser before the main course. And besides, it wouldn't exactly be an unpleasant experience, having her foot pampered with kisses from her soon-to-be slave. Beast Boy was thinking the opposite; while it was still rather humiliating to have to do this, he rationalized that at least it was nothing too bad. And… he liked Raven! And she probably had very nice feet, after all. If they had been dating and she had asked him to do this, he would have been more than happy to, although that would have been one huge 'if'.
Nervously, under the watchful eye of the two dominant beauties, Beast Boy took Raven's foot in his hand and place a soft, shaky kiss on it. Neither Raven nor Starfire seemed satisfied with his performance.
"Forgive me, friend," Starfire asserted, "But from what you have said, I highly doubt that this was an accurate replication of the events as they transpired in your dream."
Beast Boy gulped and again looked to Raven to gauge her reaction. She shrugged uncaringly and then nodded back towards her foot, as she wiggled her toes playfully in his face, as if requesting for him to carry on. With the message received, he swallowed his pride and began a more faithful recreation of his dream.
He peppered her foot all over with dozens of small, soft kisses, trying and failing to avoid looking at Raven herself. When he did, his heart turned to ice as he saw the cruel smirk of satisfaction on her face; while he was too self-conscious to even consider that she may have harboured romantic feelings towards him, she was definitely enjoying this humiliation of him, which filled him with a sense of dread that he had never experienced before. Returning to his current task as a means of distracting himself, he continued to plaster tender kisses on every inch of Raven's foot, lifting it slightly so that he could reach her sole as well. Shamefully recalling how this action had ended, he gently lowered her foot again and planted five sloppy, wet kisses; one on each of her toes. Embarrassed beyond words, he released her foot and prayed that this experience was over.
Fortunately for him, kissing her feet was over. Unfortunately for him, the real experience was only just beginning.
"Is that enough, Starfire," Raven asked her friend without a hint of concern for the humiliated Titan who had been doing the kissing.
"I believe so, friend," Starfire answered. "It is just a hunch, but… I will be interested in the outcome tomorrow."
"To-tomorrow?" Beast Boy stammered.
"Yes, for that is when I will know if my hunch was correct," Starfire confirmed. "That is all that I had to ask of you, Beast Boy," she added dismissively.
"Yes, now that we have a good idea of the… problem, then I think you can go now," Raven agreed, before stifling a laugh as she pointed towards his lap. "You and your… friend there."
Beast Boy looked down and was horrified to once again see his erection, standing tall and proud. He yelped in alarm and stood straight up, covering his crotch with both hands, before muttering "I… um…" and then fleeing from Raven's room in total shame. He retreated to his own room immediately, and would not emerge until the next day, after he had spent countless hours trying to convince himself that he hadn't humiliated himself in front of his two closest and most trusted female friends.
Raven and Starfire were at least considerate enough to give him a few seconds to run before they collapsed into giggles, shooting each other meaningful looks of congratulation. The only thing that kept this from being one of the funniest, most incredible, most deliciously humiliating things that they had ever done, was the knowledge that compared to what was to come, this would barely even register as an occurrence. While Raven would be the one reaping the physical benefits, it was hard to tell which of them was more excited for the events of the next day to come.
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Cautiously opening his eyes within the dream, Beast Boy found himself on a larger version of his own bed. These dreams had been going on for long enough that he was instantly on the lookout, searching and scanning in every direction for a sign of his sexually abusive subconscious. For once, she was nowhere to be found, and Beast Boy let out a soft sigh of relief, leaning back on his bed and resting against… the sultry dominatrix of his dreams who had once again taken the form of his most trusted friend.
"Hard day?" deadpanned Raven, seconds before he screamed and tried to flee, only to find himself restrained by her magic, as per the norm at this point. Raven smiled sadistically. "I've grown to quite enjoy having my feet kissed… do it again to start, and maybe I'll be gentle for the rest of the night," she teased, forcing Beast Boy face-down on the mattress, just barely allowed his head to rise, before sliding her foot from her shoe and placing it commandingly in front of him.
Beast Boy knew that he was screwed – literally – and that there was no way that the Raven in his dreams would ever be 'gentle', but he still – not unwisely – thought that it was best to appease her, and leaned forwards to place a kiss on her lovely foot.
Just before he could make contact however, Raven withdrew her foot, hissing angrily like a melodramatic vampire.
"What?!" she snapped furiously, before extending her foot back into Beast Boy's face and then retracting it again as if it burned. "You… oh, you clever boy! Clever, clever boy!" she sarcastically praised. Beast Boy seemed to have no idea what she was talking about, and she resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Not that that's a surprise…
"You kissed my feet in real life, didn't you? Oh, you naughty little freak. Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy dragging your tongue across my skin? Did you run back to your room and jerk off thinking about it?" she smiled in terrifying anger.
"Um, I-" he weakly protested before she slid her slender hand down his jumpsuit and grasped him by the testicles; a subtle signal that she had grown accustomed to using when she wanted him to be quiet. Or be louder. Or sometimes, when she just felt like it.
"I'm sure that you think you're very smart, stopping me from playing with you in here by doing it first out there, don't you, Beast Boy?"
With her hands still dangerously close to his balls, he wasn't sure if he should even risk answering, until she frowned at his lack of response and gave them a gentle – well, by her standards – squeeze. He let out a loud whimper of pained surprise. "Um… yes?" he answered, desperately hoping that it was the right thing to say, or at least, the least-wrong.
Raven smiled and – to his relief – released his softly aching balls. "Well… you're right. That was smart, Beast Boy. But you forgot just one tiny little thing…"
She seized him with her powers again, preventing his entire body from moving, except for his head, which stared at her in anticipatory horror. His body remained facing down on the mattress, and he gulped as Raven stood, her shadow washing over him, as she smirked and removed her cloak. It was hard to look away from the simply beautiful look of dawning, virginal horror on his face, but she had to in order to turn around and slowly lower her absolutely outstanding ass towards his face, getting closer and closer until he could see the exact spot where the impossibly thin layer of leotard was just barely covering her perfect asshole.
She paused, barely a millimetre away from him, to deliver her boast.
"There are plenty of other places you haven't kissed yet," she explained, slamming her ass harshly onto his poor, perspiring face.
To make matters worse, Raven's magic immediately seized Beast Boy's face and against his will, his tongue shot out of his mouth and began to hyperactively worship every inch of her incredible ass, several times snaking just past the leotard and circling lovingly against her naked hole. His nose was forced in and out of her crack, up and down, until all he could see, taste and smell was her ass. He tried to keep his eyes closed, but she forced them open; she wanted him to see what he was worshipping, after all. Completely powerless in her demonic clutches, Beast Boy had no choice to surrender to the awe of her amazing ass. He didn't even have the choice to surrender, as her magic forced him into it regardless.
It was another long night for Beast Boy, and by the time he finally woke up, he swore he would never get the taste of Raven's spicy asshole out of his mouth.
Before he could even finish waking up though, there was a frantic knock at his door. He opened his mouth to respond, and then gasped and recoiled at the still-present taste of Raven's delicious dumptruck on his lips.
"Beast Boy? Are you awake? Did you dream?" Starfire asked from the other side of the door, bursting with energy. Beast Boy was barely aware of where he was, but she seemed to have all of the energy in the world, and the next second, she had forced his bedroom door open, striding in, already dressed in her uniform. She approached him on his bed, then paused, and raised a hand to stifle a giggle as her eyes moved slightly southwards. Beast Boy followed her gaze and blushed yet again; hours of eating Raven's ass had left him with an unbearable case of morning wood.
"Well? Am I to take it from the presence of your," Starfire tittered again, pointing at Beast Boy's erection, "little friend that you once again dreamed of Raven?"
Beast Boy was too busy taking in her use of the word 'little' to censor himself, and dumbly nodded, not even close to fully awake.
Starfire clasped her hands together in excited glee. "Wonderful! We should go and see her immediately."
"Wait, Star-" Beast Boy began as she grabbed his arm, only to be interrupted as she confidently flew out of his room and through the tower, his rock-hard member flapping in the wind for the entire embarrassing journey. He thanked his lucky stars that he didn't bump into anyone – or anything – along the way, but he didn't exactly feel relieved when Starfire knocked on Raven's door just as desperately as she had done to his.
"Raven! It is I and friend Beast Boy! We are coming in!" she announced, giving Beast Boy no time to prepare as she wrenched the door open and flew them both inside, where Raven also seemed to already be awake and alert, although she appeared to recoil in shame at the sight of his throbbing cock.
"Oh, for God's sake, Beast Boy!" she muttered in disgust, as he tried far too late to cover his shame.
Ignoring them both, Starfire continued. "So, how did you dream, friend? I am eager to know if my theory was correct!"
"Your… theory?" Beast Boy had been awake for around thirty seconds and had already had his morning wood exposed to two more people than he would have preferred.
"Yes!" Starfire exclaimed. "Tell me, did the Raven of your dreams once again attempt to force you to kiss her feet?"
Beast Boy could barely remember; his memory had been somewhat overwhelmed with the hours he had spent ravishing Raven's remarkable rosebud. But Starfire's words were bringing back a vague memory, from before the Raven in his dreams had forcibly introduced his tongue to her beautiful butthole, and refused to allow them to part.
"Um… actually, yes!" he recalled with some difficulty. "I… she tried to make me kiss her feet again, but… she couldn't. She said something about me having done it in reality, and… somehow that prevented her from doing it in the dream? I-I didn't really understand, if I'm being honest." It was adorable how sincere he was being in the face of the two deceptively dominant divas who were working to turn him into Raven's unwitting sex toy.
Starfire clapped her hands and hopped up and down in excitement. "Oh, how wonderful! So, my hunch was a success!"
Beast Boy continued blushing and awkwardly rubbed the back of his head, not wanting to ruin his friend's good mood but unable to let her continue. "Um… not really, Star. I mean-"
"It wasn't? What do you mean?" interrupted Starfire, who immediately stopped bouncing and started pouting with her hands on her hips, in a manner that was mostly adorable but still just a tiny bit intimidating.
"I… I mean that after she stopped me from kissing her feet, she… um, she…" He glanced at Raven, who knew exactly what he was going to say, but still appeared to be impatiently folding her arms (although if he was just a little less distracted, he might have noticed that they were folded right under her chest, pushing up her ample bust.) Desperately wanting to feel less awkward, he briefly started to uncross his legs, only to remember almost instantly that his morning wood had not yet subsided. With two dominating beauties still glaring at him, he gulped and his gaze turned to the floor.
"She, uh, she said 'Don't worry… there are plenty of other places you haven't kissed yet,' … and then she… um" he took a deep breath, fully expecting Raven to send him flying through a window for this, "She… forced me to eat out her ass. Until I woke up."
With his eyes closed, he awaited the gasps, the disgust, and potentially the end of a friendship. Yet, as he remained sitting in place, practically trembling out of his seat, he realised that neither Starfire nor Raven had said a word in response. Worried that they had perhaps been stunned into silence, he opened one eye, only to be stunned himself when he saw that they had seemingly not skipped a beat. Raven simply took in the news as if she had heard a mildly inconvenient weather report. Starfire, meanwhile, looked deep in thought.
"I see," she spoke her thoughts aloud, "So… she was unable to have you kiss her feet, I assume because you had done so in reality, but there are plenty of, ahem, activities that you have not done… Yes, I see." Starfire clasped her hands together with a determined look on her face as if she had just solved a riddle. "Well, it seems there is an obvious solution, although… I fear it may be somewhat embarrassing."
"Agreed," replied Raven in monotone. Before Beast Boy could ask what they were both talking about – because they couldn't possibly be discussing what he thought they were discussing – Starfire slapped her hand over his mouth to keep him from interrupting, and made a heartfelt plea on his behalf.
"Raven, I understand that this may be uncomfortable for you, and it may put Beast Boy in a debt to you that he is never able to repay, but… I have serious concerns about these dreams, and the ongoing effect on his physical and mental wellbeing. If the only way for us to prevent these dreams is to replicate them in reality, then-"
"It's alright, Starfire. I understand," interrupted Raven, holding a hand up to let her best friend know that she could stop. "While it will certainly be uncomfortable for me… Beast Boy's health comes first. And while there are plenty of possibilities we need to rule out, it's a finite list overall, so… we can probably be finished with this in a matter of months. Shall we begin now?"
Starfire beamed in pride at her friend's consideration and dedication, and nodded proudly, finally taking her hand away from Beast Boy's mouth. Breathless for more than one reason, he immediately spoke up in a small, terrified voice.
"Um… months? Raven… you can't be thinking-?"
Raven sighed and rolled her eyes in mock-impatience, then fiddled with the clasp of her cloak, casually letting it fall to the ground. She then turned around and proceeded to almost give poor Beast Boy a heart attack.
Leaning over her bed, she pushed her arms into the mattress and stuck her impossibly perfect ass out in Beast Boy's direction. His jaw dropped, and his vision almost blurred – whether from shock, or the amount that he was sweating, it was hard to say – and though he instinctively thought in panic that he should look away, she seemed to be doing it specifically for him, for reasons that he didn't quite understand. Legs now uncrossed, his morning wood proudly showed itself, not that he noticed, even when a sliver of drool escaped from his open mouth.
Raven had always been gorgeous in his opinion, but even with a leotard that had only grown more form-fitting with each passing year, she had never appeared as provocative as she did now. With the leotard riding up her back, it was more like a thong than anything else, and did little to hide Raven's perfectly plump, pale peach of a posterior. But any appeal of ogling Raven's ass was drowned out by the overwhelming terror of what exactly he was expected to do.
As if on cue, Raven turned her head slightly and impatiently glanced back at him. While she was certainly pleased and more than a little aroused to see his reaction, she hid this well behind an impassive rhetorical "Well? Could we get this over with? I have other things to do today." She turned away from him before she could begin blushing, and, just in case she thought he might notice, she drew his attention elsewhere by gently wiggling her hips, as her ass cheeks jiggled tantalizingly against each other.
Beast Boy's brain felt completely fried, but Starfire's reassuring hand on his shoulder brought him back to reality just enough to formulate a sentence again. "I… I don't…" was all that he could get out, his eyes still glued to Raven's beautiful bottom.
Starfire giggled as if the situation was obvious, and began to explain. "Yesterday, you kissed Raven's feet, and as a result this was no longer possible in your dream. Last night, it seems in your dream that you were forced to lavish affection onto Raven's…" Starfire coughed politely and gestured towards Raven's amazing ass, with seemingly no shame or hesitation, "so we simply need to replicate this in real life also, and your dreams should subside!"
All of the blood had drained out of Beast Boy's face; partly because it was headed to somewhere else, which suddenly required as much blood as possible, but mostly out of sheer terror at what she was suggesting. "Y-you… but… I… I can't-"
Starfire continued on as if it was the most natural solution in the world "Of course, you may dream other activities with Raven tonight, but as long as we continue to check them off the list, it shouldn't be long until you are able to return to a pleasant and uneventful slumber!" Beast Boy only half-heard Starfire's explanation, but it terrified him even more. 'Continue to check them off the list'? This had to be a misunderstanding. He stood from his chair – finally noticing his erection, as it awkwardly bounced when he stood so quickly, and covered it with his hands – and stepped back towards the door.
"I… I'm really not sure, about… um-" was all he got out before Raven's head snapped back in his direction; only instead of impatience, her four glowing red eyes looked coldly furious. Beast Boy didn't understand why she was so upset, but Starfire's hand appeared on his shoulder again, colder and firmer this time.
"Beast Boy," she began with a smile but a hint of disapproval, "Surely you must understand how rare it is for Raven to be willing to make such a huge sacrifice, and of this nature, all to ensure your wellbeing. And yet you would insult her by turning it down?"
His mouth flapped open and shut; the last thing he wanted to do in this position was to insult Raven while she was in that position, but… he just couldn't find the words to explain why. He had long nursed a crush on Raven, but ideally, he wanted to grow closer to her, confess his feelings, and maybe one day be comfortable enough to share a kiss with her, or maybe more. Raven and Starfire's proposition seemed to… skip a few more steps than he was comfortable with.
"I-I'm sorry, I really – I don't mean to, um… I'm just not comfortable with-" Starfire once again cut him off, by softly placing her index finger over his mouth. Her smile never faltered, but there was definitely an edge in her voice as she calmly stated,
"Beast Boy. You really have two choices here; you can either fall to your knees and worship Raven's glorious behind, as you did in your perverted dream last night, or…"
Things kept getting worse and worse for poor Beast Boy, who was now sweating for a multitude of reasons, not least of which was Starfire's emphasis on the word 'perverted', seemingly blaming him for the need for this situation to arise. Still, he swallowed his nerves and quietly squeaked "… Or?"
Starfire loosened her grip on his shoulder and moved her hand to the back of his head, holding onto it so tightly that it began to hurt.
"Or… I can force you."
What made Starfire's ultimatum so terrifying was that her cheery and polite demeanour never faltered. Her smile never wavered. And her grip stayed just as tight. What little blood remained in Beast Boy's head swiftly left as he froze in abject horror. Sensing his hesitation, Starfire applied just a little more pressure to the back of his head, forcing him towards Raven, and he panicked, breaking free with a frightened yelp and throwing himself to the floor willingly – Starfire's encouragement notwithstanding – and reluctantly made eye to… cheek contact with Raven's ravishing rear.
As much as he was practically palpitating at his perilous predicament, Beast Boy couldn't help but admire the unparalleled beauty of Raven's behind; perfectly firm, soft and curvy. In theory, after six or so months of dating and gradually becoming more intimate with Raven, he was sure he would have been happy to bury his face in her cheeks; but theory and practise are two different things, and even in that hypothetical scenario, he didn't think he would have wanted Starfire watching. Despite his now-throbbing erection, he was certainly more terrified than aroused. Recognizing that this was probably his last chance at talking his way out of this, Beast Boy paused for a second, took a deep breath, and prepared to make one final plea.
Unfortunately for Beast Boy, Raven and Starfire had come to the conclusion – independently but simultaneously – that he was taking too long, and both took matters into their own hands. Raven didn't feel like supporting herself with her hands, and kneeled down further onto her bed, resting on her elbows now, and stuck her ass out even further, straight into Beast Boy's face. Meanwhile, Starfire thought that Beast Boy was hesitating for too long, and stepped forwards to make good on her promise, placing her hand firmly on the back of his head and forcing him forwards.
As a result, poor Beast Boy was immediately smothered quite forcefully, sandwiched between Starfire's commanding hand and Raven's bountiful booty. He wasn't quite sure if he was physically unable to breathe, or whether the unexpected meeting between his face and Raven's ass had completely fried his mental faculties, but for whatever reason, it was several seconds before he had recovered to the point where he could even attempt to breathe… at which point he discovered that he couldn't, at least not through his mouth, which had been pushed so tightly between Raven's cheeks that he couldn't kiss, lick or worship her, even if he had wanted to. With his nose just barely peeking out of the tip of her crack, he frantically tried to inhale as much air as he could; Raven could both hear and feel his desperate sniffs, and they made her feel more powerful than she had ever felt before in her life.
When Starfire's grip on his head finally softened, Beast Boy exhaustedly plucked his face out of Raven's posterior and gasped desperately for air. He had almost fainted dead away, which would have resulted in his face comically plopping back into Raven's ass, but just barely managed to maintain consciousness. He glanced back at Starfire in panic, only for her to return his silent plea with a friendly smile, as if nothing unusual was happening. He glanced at Raven – no easy task, he had to look in her general direction and then tear his gaze away from the allure of her utterly perfect ass – but she appeared to be completely nonplussed by what they had just done. In fact, if anything, she seemed slightly impatient.
"Well? Could we get a move on, please?" she asked with a hint of a smirk, gently shaking her stupendous rump.
Beast Boy look back to Starfire, then back to Raven, and then… he had no idea what was going on, but he was certain that he was dead. Whether this was heaven, hell or some bizarre combination of the two, he had no idea. But he supposed if he had the choice between doing this willingly, or having Starfire force his hand…
He began to take a deep breath, only to remember that the last time he had tried to mentally prepare himself, Starfire had taken advantage of his hesitation. Desperate to avoid that situation, he leaned back towards Raven's delectable derriere and, sweating bullets and with his heart in his throat, he began to softly pepper her gorgeous cheeks all over with kisses. Raven and Starfire smiled as he began to worship her ass of his own free volition – well, free-ish – planting his lips all over it, just as she had forced him to do in his dream the night prior.
Raven had been worried about whether or not she would be able to suppress her powers from lashing out – either at the sensation of having so much positive attention lavished onto her ass, or preventing herself from losing control and forcing Beast Boy to go even further – especially as she wanted to appear completely impartial and nonplussed by his actions. Although she was too ecstatic and excited to focus on a single word, she pretended to be busying herself reading one of her novels, all while Beast Boy spluttered and sweated behind her, raking his tongue up and down her buttocks. Fortunately, every single one of Raven's emotions seemed to be as content as she was, and as such, they were finally behaving… for now.
"Well? Is this all that happened in your dream?" she asked idly, knowing full well that it wasn't.
Beast Boy would have gulped nervously if his tongue had been inside his own mouth, and not pressed up against her asshole, only the thin layer of her leotard between them. He paused in horror for a moment, unsure how to explain to Raven that she had removed her leotard and forced his tongue into her naked ass.
"Just get on with it, whatever it is," Raven concluded casually, turning another page. If Beast Boy had been paying attention, he would have realised that she was turning pages far too frequently to be feasibly reading something, but… he was rather preoccupied at the moment. Starfire gently cleared her throat behind him, as if encouraging him to get a move on, and, hands shaking in abject horror, he plucked Raven's leotard from her incredible ass and hesitantly moved it to the side.
Even practically blinded by sweat, even while concerned that he was about to have a heart attack, even convinced that he had to be hallucinating, Beast Boy couldn't help but gasp at how incredibly perfect Raven's plump peach of an ass was. Desperately wiping the sweat out of his eyes, he tried to delicately, respectfully place a hand on each of Raven's cheeks – was it possible to respectfully eat the ass of your friend (and secret crush?) – and leaned towards her with his tongue outstretched.
Whether she had thought that he was taking too long or just wanting to feel involved with his embarrassment again, Starfire swiftly placed her hand on the back of his head once more and forced him into her ass, his tongue fully extended and shooting between her delicious cheeks and straight into her exquisite asshole. He choked and coughed – or tried to, at least – as he was completely smothered by the scent and taste of Raven's ass. Raven herself let out an involuntary yelp of surprise as his tongue was forced inside of her much more quickly that she had anticipated, and moaned softly at the contact; partly from the sheer pleasure, and partly from the overwhelming power that she felt at having this poor young man forced into debasing himself so humiliatingly for her sexual gratification.
Starfire never fully removed her hand, but she softened the force she was using in amusement; she found it much more entertaining to watch as Beast Boy, sweating to an unhealthy degree, willingly reduced himself to Raven's unfortunate – or very fortunate, depending on your point of view – ass-licker, kissing, sucking and generally worshipping her asshole in any way that he could.
"Oh… fuck!" Raven eventually slipped out, unable to contain herself. Beast Boy was shocked to hear her swear, but she quickly turned it against him, backing her ass up even further into his face.
"Oh, you dirty little pervert!" she growled at him. "You and your sick dreams… God, you'd better be grateful for this, Beast Boy!" she commanded, the occasional burst of pleasure leaking through the domineering tone that she was attempting. He paused in terror, until she turned back to him with four red, extremely impatient eyes.
"I didn't say stop!" she ordered, and he immediately resumed the forced adoration of her amazing asshole.
This went on for several more minutes, until Beast Boy was thoroughly exhausted and humiliated, and Raven was thoroughly satisfied. As he panted for air, for water, and for anything that would help get the taste of her asshole out of his mouth, she casually pulled her leotard back into place – despite the relief, he felt oddly sad at no longer having a direct view of her heavenly hindquarters – and turned to face him, as he hadn't spent the last fifteen minutes unexpectedly eating her ass.
"… Alright Beast Boy, I think that's enough for today," she explained casually, keeping her legs crossed; it had been hard enough to suppress the screams of joy, but she didn't want him noticing the tell-tale dampness where she had very clearly gotten overexcited. "Report back next morning and tell me what you dreamed, and we'll take it from there, okay?"
Beast Boy nodded dumbly, wishing only to run from her room and wash his mouth out. He also desperately needed a cold shower.
"Ok. You can go," she muttered disinterestedly, picking up her book again as if nothing unusual had happened. Beast Boy immediately darted for the door, only to paused as Starfire leapt in front of him, fast enough for her chest to jiggle, and cleared her throat softly.
"Beast Boy? Are you not forgetting something that you wish to say to friend Raven?" she hinted threateningly.
Beast Boy would have blushed if he hadn't already been blushing at one hundred percent capacity. With the taste of her asshole still fresh on his tongue, he turned back to Raven, who seemed completely apathetic to his presence, and stuttered out,
"U… um… thank you, Raven, for… your help today."
Starfire frowned. "'Your help'? You can be more specific than that, surely."
Beast Boy gulped and began to blush at one hundred and fifty percent capacity.
"Th-thank you, Raven, for… letting me kiss your ass."
Starfire raised an eyebrow – he had gone far further than kissing – but she supposed that it would do for now. She finally let the boy leave, and both her and Raven waited a good few seconds for him to run as quickly as possible away from her room, which they knew he would be doing. Despite the soundproofing, they could never be too careful.
…
Starfire was the first to break, with tears forming in her eyes as she failed to stifle her giggle, before Raven completely broke out in uncontrollable laughter, and her Tamaranean friend soon joined her. Before long, both ladies were rolling on the floor, completely incapacitated, as tears of joy and laughter spilled onto the floor. After minutes of this – and several false alarms where they finally appeared to have composed themselves, only to begin laughing again – Raven finally recovered to the point where she could talk.
"My… my God, Starfire!" Raven wheezed through the tears. "I… I didn't think you were actually going to…"
"Oh, Raven! You were magnificent!" Starfire praised. "It truly felt like watching a Goddess… on her throne," she snickered again at what Beast Boy had been reduced to, causing the girls to collapse into another fit of laughs. Raven had to hold onto Starfire just to stay standing, and it was only the Tamaranean's unrestrained joy causing her to float slightly that prevented her from falling to the ground in tears of laughter too.
"Oh… my God," Raven eventually exhaled, an excited blush on her face. "I-I can't believe that we actually did that, it was so… so-"
"Powerful," emphasized Starfire in pride at her majestic friend. "And to think… it will only get bigger and better from here," she salivated with an evil smirk.
Even after what Raven had just done, she felt slightly shy. "Even… bigger?" she repeated nervously.
Starfire placed a loving hand on Raven's shoulder. "By the time we are finished, he will be begging to satisfy you in any way you please, every moment of every day of every year." Starfire leered maliciously, with a barely-concealed hint of arousal herself. Raven began to blush… and then threw off her nerves; she had just forced him into eating out her asshole, for crying out loud. There was no place for nerves, only for thrills, anticipation and release. Sensing Raven's cruel creativity kicking in, Starfire was comfortable to leave her to her own devices; she had a long and exciting night to prepare for… and the night after that, and the night after that, and so on and so forth until her endless sexual appetite was satiated.
And if it never was? Well, then she would be happy to observe the submission of Beast Boy for as long as it continued. And Starfire hoped that it continued for a very, very long time.
.
Once again, Beast Boy had barely woken up in time to even know that he had another bad case of morning wood. Once again, Starfire burst into his room without asking to collect her prey and deliver him to Raven. Once again, he tried desperately to cover his manhood while begging for Starfire to release him. She solved both problems by pinning his arms to his side while she flew, and smothering his face into her chest, shutting him up both physically and in surprise and embarrassment.
Before he could even enjoy his faceful of funbags (although after the events of the last few days, he was more terrified than aroused by dominant female sexuality at this point,) they had arrived at Raven's room, where the alien entered without knocking, dropping Beast Boy clumsily onto the floor, where he once again had no chance to hide his tentpole before Raven got an eyeful and externally recoiled and grumbled in judgemental disgust. Internally, she licked her lips.
"Well? What perversions occurred in your dreams last night, Beast Boy?" Starfire asked innocently.
Beast Boy had been awake for exactly twenty-seven seconds and had not yet spoken this morning. He didn't want his first words to be a recollection of how Raven had forced him to perform oral sex on her until she somehow choked him unconscious… in his own subconscious.
"I-I just woke up!" he spluttered weakly.
"All the more reason to hurry!" explained Starfire. "I understand that the memory of dreams fades quickly, best to explain it to us as soon as possible!" Beast Boy looked to Raven – after yesterday, he wasn't sure whether he was more afraid of Dream-Raven or the real thing – for her input, and while she hadn't interrupted, she clearly saw no problem with Starfire's logic.
"I, um…" he stared at the floor in shame, and then shakily gestured his hand in the vague direction of Raven's lower half. "I… may have… well, you may have made me… eat you out."
Starfire gasped in feigned outrage. "Beast Boy! 'You may have made me'? Raven is going to unspeakable lengths to assist with your problem, and you respond by attempting to shift the blame onto her? Apologize at once for your impertinence!" Raven had to exert considerable effort to stop herself from laughing at Starfire's ridiculous hypocrisy, but the emerald rage in her eyes looked exactly as genuine as it wasn't.
Beast Boy froze in horror. So, Starfire repeated herself. "Apologize!" she commanded forcefully, and Beast Boy fell to his knees in a panic, shuffling awkwardly towards Raven, unsure of what he was supposed to do, unsure what she even wanted from him… unsure of everything except that he was, once again, at the mercy of these merciless women.
"Kiss her feet!" Starfire demanded of him, and he obeyed without question, kneeling on the floor and peppering her wiggling toes with precious pecks. Starfire had just picked an action at random that she thought she could easily intimidate him into performing, but they both couldn't help but notice that merely two days into the degradation of Beast Boy, he was already obeying a humiliating – if mild – command with no protests.
"I'm," (kiss) "sorry," (kiss) "Raven," (kiss) "I," (kiss) "should," (kiss) "have," (kiss) "never," (kiss) "tried," (kiss) "to," (kiss) "blame," (kiss) "you," (kiss) for-"
Raven raised her leg slightly, shutting him up by forcing his lips against the flat top of her fanciful foot. He was growing accustomed to his new position in life much faster than anticipated, to her immense satisfaction. She supposed that she could give him just a little relief in return… especially because she knew how quickly she would be snatching it away again.
"It's alright, Beast Boy. I know that you didn't mean anything by it." She sounded genuinely sympathetic, and it calmed him down for just a moment as he looked at her in sincere, innocent gratitude. She couldn't wait to destroy it.
"Anyway… I believe you said something about eating me out?"
The gratitude was replaced by fear again in an instant as Raven casually fiddled with her leotard, sliding her finger under the front of the fabric covering her crotch.
"R-Raven!" he exclaimed in horrified panic. "I… I'm not sure that's necessary!" He had never imagined that in circumstances like these, he would be trying to argue against trying to give Raven oral sex, but then he had never imagined that he would have been in these circumstances to begin with.
For once, Raven seemed to hear him. "Hmm… that's true," she conceded, releasing the fabric. Without even giving him a moment to feel relieved, however, she quickly stood up before him – as he was kneeling before her, he still felt uncomfortably close to her groin – and spun around, once again giving him a phenomenal view of her absolutely perfect ass. He barely succeeded in tearing his eyes away to gaze up at what she was doing, and whimpered weakly as she slid her arms out of her leotard instead and began wiggling it down her body. Her body, which… appeared to be naked underneath the leotard.
As it slid down her back, leaving her naked from behind from shoulders to thigh, she casually glanced over her shoulder, pleased to see her prey so intimidated by her beauty. "You were right, Beast Boy," she admitted. "I don't want to have to pull my leotard aside while you're… working. Better to just take it off altogether." Before he even had the chance to start sweating and spluttering, she had turned away again and pulled the rest of her leotard all the way down, over her unfathomably perfect ass. She had to bend down as she did so, extending her rear back in Beast Boy's face; he tried to give her space, but Starfire had, for some curious reason, decided to stand directly behind him, blocking his retreat as the back of his head met with her own thunderous thighs. Smothered in both directions, he was momentarily buried again in Raven's gorgeous ass, and when she felt his nose between her cheeks and his light, panicked breath against her crotch, she couldn't help but smile and cheekily grind on his face for just a moment, before standing up straight again.
Before Beast Boy could catch up with the situation – not that he had ever had a chance – she turned around, and almost gave him a heart attack. It was Raven, standing in front of him… completely, unashamedly naked. Her expression held just a hint of – obviously fake – shyness as she bared herself to him. His eyes trailed down her body, pausing for an extremely long moment on her ample but firm chest. Despite the sexual situation, Beast Boy's manhood had been shrinking in terror ever since he entered Raven's room, but at the sight before him, it was in serious danger of bursting out of his jumpsuit. Her tits were to die for, and not just because he had spent the last few years convinced that she would have murdered anyone who dared to look at them, much less comment on their… perfection.
Then, Raven leaned forwards – oh God, her breasts were perfect, and he swore he could hear the stitches of his jumpsuit struggling to contain his excitement – and placed a hand on the back of Beast Boy's head, drawing it towards his – or rather, her – current objective. His gaze fell to her sweet, shaven, soon to be soaking sex, and there was a decent chance that his heart had just stopped completely. He wasn't just speechless; his entire body had crashed. Even his erection had stopped trying to find freedom. He could only watch in unparalleled arousal and fear – maybe a little moreso of the fear – as she drew his face closer and closer to her cunt.
And then, she lost her patience. It was fun to tease him, but she figured it would be even more fun watching him struggle to breathe as he worshipped the Goddess between her thighs, and she forcefully thrust his face into her pussy as he regained just enough control to try to resist. Immediately overwhelmed with pleasure just from the power she was feeling, she sighed blissfully as she felt his anxiety, and softly closed her thighs around his head, only increasing the poor boy's panic. Beast Boy wasn't even trying to please her, but simply forcing him down there, grinding gently on his nose and silencing any attempt at protest by mashing his mouth into her most vulnerable and sensitive of areas… Raven had felt this tingle in her dreams every night for months now, but nothing compared to the sensation of the real thing.
After a few minutes of fun – for her, at least – then she forced herself to release him for just a moment. After all, this was definitely exciting, but in the long-run, she expected him to be servicing her much more frequently after this. And he could hardly do that if he wasn't very good at it. Keeping him trapped between her thighs, she softened just enough to allow him to open his mouth; and not have it immediately smothered by pussy.
"You… haven't done this much before, have you?" she monotoned accusingly, with a slight smirk. It was a simple distraction tactic, but it worked, and if Beast Boy hadn't already been blushing at full capacity, she knew that her comment – in front of Starfire, no less – would have pushed him over the edge. Not only was she forcefully face-fucking him, but questioning his form.
He was too shy, shocked or stunned to even respond, so she chuckled haughtily to herself and carried on. "That's okay. I guess I'll just have to… teach you, then." She smiled as Beast Boy's face grew pale with a horrified expression. Whether to tease him more, or pressure him by presenting a worse alternative, she casually added, "Unless, of course, you'd rather I let Starfire teach you."
Raven loosened the grip of her thighs around his head just enough for him to turn back to Starfire, and if he was horrified by Raven then he was absolutely stone-cold petrified of the Tamaranean, who was watching the scene unfold in pleasure with her left hand unashamedly down the front of her skirt, moaning and groaning in joy at the sight of Beast Boy's torture. She only met his eyes once, and the shocking look of sadistic glee immediately let him know that she would be more than happy to personally teach him how to eat pussy, no matter how many times they would have to practise – according to her, at least – and also that she wouldn't be nearly as gentle or restrained as Raven would be.
As if his life depended on it, Beast Boy turned back to Raven and, with no hesitation, buried his face into her creamy cunt of his own volition, lapping, licking and kissing anything in reach of his tongue. Raven laughed at his enthusiasm, tightened her thighs once more, and then laughed again at the openly disappointed look on Starfire's face as she continued to finger herself. She had clearly been relishing the opportunity to teach the boy some tricks of her own. Raven smiled reassuringly, as if to let her best friend know not to worry, and that she would get her turn soon enough.
With Beast Boy now more… open to suggestion, shall we say, Raven began to enjoy his services to a whole new extent. His tongue was darting in and out desperately, and she giggled at his inexperience, only pausing to encourage him "Oh yes… right there!" if he happened to find an especially sensitive spot. She forced his tongue deeper and deeper, making her pussy his entire life, even rubbing up against his nose with her clit. He paused nervously as she appeared to get more excited, leading her to chastise him for his hesitation.
"Use your fingers, you fucking idiot!" she ordered casually – not that it would have been possible for him, with her thighs wrapped so tightly around his head that air could barely make its way in, let alone his fingers – but she loosened her grip ever so slightly and grabbed one of his limp hands, forcing his index and middle fingers to extend as she plunged them into herself and moaned in ecstatic delight. Beast Boy was trying to remember the moves that seemed to bring her the most satisfaction – out of fear more than desire – but it was hard for him to observe as her other hand returned to the back of his head and she forced his mouth onto her pulsating clit, which was growing wetter and more sensitive by the second.
"Right there, right there… oh, suck my clit, you fucking perve. Make me cum, make me… oh!"
Perhaps it was how decidedly un-Raven-like her exclamations were, but Beast Boy finally found the courage to mount a pitifully weak protest, wresting his head out of Raven's ironclad grip and retreating from her soaking sex, desperately inhaling huge breaths of air between every word he barely managed. "Raven! … I… I'm, extremely… grateful for the… thought… but…" he was barely resisting the physical force of her hands as she ignored his protests and tried to bury his face back into her cunt.
"I'm… really… not, comfortable… with-"
In a moment, Raven's eyes were replaced with four fiery orbs of Rage, glaring at the pitiful creature who dared to defy her will.
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND EAT MY PUSSY, YOU LITTLE BITCH!" she screamed in a dark, demonic growl, and for the first time outside of his dreams, she seized his head with her magic and forced his head violently into her crotch, smothering him mercilessly between her creamy thighs as his tongue – surrounded by her black magic – sprang to life against his will and dove into every crevice of the fleshy folds of her vagina. Beast Boy couldn't have protested even if he wanted to, not that Raven would have paid him any attention; he no longer had control over his mouth.
Starfire watched proudly as Raven continued to ride Beast Boy's extended tongue like a glorified vibrator. "Oh, yes, right there you little-" in a moment of weakness, she released her control over her teammate, and struggling for breath, he futilely tried to withdraw his tongue. That was a mistake.
"DON'T YOU DARE, YOU FUCKING WORM!" she shouted, regaining control of his tongue and plunging it so far inside of her that he worried it was going to tear. "YOU EXIST TO SERVE ME. YOUR ONLY PURPOSE IS TO MAKE ME CUM, YOU…" she had grown so angry and impatient that she had forced his tongue right up against her clitoris, rotating in tiny sensual circles that caused even the most incandescent of her emotions to die a thousand, tiny ecstatic deaths of pure joy. As Beast Boy began to seriously run out of air, his pathetic protests became even weaker as he faced death, trapped between the sweaty thighs of his apathetic 'friend'.
"Oh… OH… FUCK, FUCK, FUCK FUCK FUCK… FUUUUUUUUUCK!" Raven screamed in furious bliss as she forcefully buried his face even deeper as he involuntarily sucked on her clit. Finally, she shrieked like a banshee, experiencing the most earth-shattering orgasm imaginable. The pressure on poor Beast Boy's head increased to skull-breaking levels, fully convincing him that this was the end, before releasing him just in time to climax heavily all over his face. Raven's dreams had been nothing compared to the reality, and years of pent-up sexual frustration exploded all over the pitiful, innocent boy, drowning him in her scent. He was finally free, but the sheer force of her finish sent him tumbling backwards as he collapsed helplessly onto the floor, near-lifeless and unable to breathe from the sheer amount of 'love' she had drenched him in.
As if his body could predict just how angry Raven and Starfire would have been if they'd had to resuscitate him, Beast Boy used the last of his energy to gulp down as much of her climax as he could manage, and finally… he was able to breathe again, just barely. Lying on the floor, still soaked and smelling of sex, he could barely muster the energy to look in Raven's direction as she tried half-heartedly to regain her composure.
After coming back down after the most mind-bending orgasm she had ever encountered, she was quick to summon her cloak back to her hands, and addressed her friend in a way that was unnaturally serene, given that she had just forcibly face-fucked him into near unconsciousness while screaming abuse at him.
"Well… I was just trying to get into the proper mindset of your disgusting, inappropriate dream…" she started, attempting to shift the blame entirely onto him for the vicious possession and assault that his face had just undergone. But as she noticed his complete lack of reaction, as he was barely clinging to consciousness, it seemed that she could have said anything and he wouldn't have been able to hear her anyway.
"Well, anyway… I'll see you tomorrow morning, Beast Boy." He didn't react in the slightest. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to have a shower, after someone caused quite a mess in here," she added with an edge, while Starfire gleamed in pride at the sight of her best friend once again claiming what was rightfully hers.
While she felt at least some affection and gratitude on a deeply-buried level, the view of her friend reduced to her barely-breathing cum-soaked slave gave her such an overwhelming sense of power that she almost creamed herself right then and there again. The temptation to keep torturing him was too strong, and as she glanced down at his throbbing genitals, she was half-tempted to carelessly tread on his cock and balls as she passed. But she supposed that that was just a little too cruel… so she limited herself to just his engorged cock, which she trod on harshly as she strode over him. He whimpered, still choking on her cum, but after spending so much time forced face-first into her soaking pussy, the stimulation was also just enough for Beast Boy to lose control, squirting his load all over the inside of his jumpsuit. He was so humiliated, and in so much pain, both physically and emotionally, that he wished he would give in and fall unconscious already.
Fortunately, he didn't have to worry about remaining conscious for much longer.
As Raven thoughtlessly stepped over him – covered slightly by her cloak, but still naked underneath – then she accidentally slipped on a wet patch of… well, something that had somehow gotten sprayed – or squirted – onto the floor during their recent… activity. Raven stumbled and lost her balance, her cloak billowing behind her – revealing her nakedness once more – and legs flying into the air as she fell onto the floor.
Or rather, would have fallen onto the floor, if her cushy, sweaty butt hadn't plummeted straight onto Beast Boy's long-suffering face, miraculously wedging his nose painfully between her cheeks as it was forced roughly inside of her ass once again, leaving him just barely responsive enough to take in a huge breath from her naked asshole… before finally passing out for good.
He would wake up several hours later, hastily cleaned up and with a concussion that Raven had healed, with a note penned in Starfire's handwriting that simply read "See you tomorrow morning :)"
He had never been more terrified of anyone in all of his life than he had been right then and there, of Starfire and Raven.
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Perhaps it was because she felt that he deserved a treat, or more likely she convinced herself that it would be a treat for him when it was actually a treat for her, but the next time Beast Boy found himself asleep, he found Dream-Raven – surprisingly – fully dressed. Even better, she approached him with a curiously sweet smile and informed him that he had done such a wonderful job of satisfying Raven for the past two nights, that she thought he deserved a special reward. He cautiously hoped that she was talking about letting him get a peaceful night of sleep for once.
He was wrong… which he realised when she ripped his jumpsuit down, stared lustfully at his cock, opened her mouth and proceeded to give him a most special reward, over and over, while he tried – albeit not quite as hard as usual – to resist and screamed in alarm and over-sensitive ecstasy as she teased his shaft with her tongue over and over again until he realised that he was close to finishing. Not wanting to force the real Raven to go through the indignity of swallowing his seed, he frantically tried to pull out… just in time to spray his load all over Raven's face, hair and chest. He gasped in equal parts horror and sexual exhaustion noticing the mess that he had made, before she smirked and stared straight down at his erection, which had somehow not subsided.
He never stood a chance of stopping her as she pounced onto his cock again, sucking, slurping and slobbering in reckless abandon. While she enjoyed his terrified protests and reluctant moans, when the complaining got too distracting, she simply adjusted herself to the sixty-nine position and continued going to town on his Beast, while once again resting her sweaty, leotard-covered crotch and ass all over his face. He didn't know if it was because he was in a dream, or because of his surprisingly stubborn stamina, but he never seemed to go soft, no matter how many times she sucked him dry. Not that she was complaining.
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Beast Boy awoke with a start, panting heavily and sweating all over. He threw off his blankets and glanced down at his bedsheets, only to recoil in shame as he noticed the huge stains surrounding his crotch… although inexplicably, his cock still seemed to be erect and throbbing.
He absentmindedly scanned his room for tissues, and screamed in abject terror when he noticed that Starfire was already in his room, just standing there with a huge, somewhat threatening smile on her face, and staring straight at his cock, and the mess that it had made. Without giving him a moment to clean up, ask her to leave, or react in any way at all, she once again flew forwards and grabbed him by the arm, traipsing it over her chest before she flew all the way to Raven's room again, not minding that his arm was trapped between her massive mammaries, or that his erection was poking into the back of her skirt for the entire ride. In fact, she found reasons to frequently stop along the way much more than usual, just so that she could feel his embarrassment and alarm as his manhood pressed up uncomfortably (for him, very comfortably for her,) against her plush, plump ass.
Raven had been waiting inside her room, awake and alert, for the last five minutes before Beast Boy had woken up. As a cruel twist of fate – for him, not her – then despite the fact that she was doing all sorts of activities in his dreams, it still refreshed and reinvigorated her like a traditional night of sleep… although, maybe the reinvigoration was the result of something else. She shrugged, not giving it much thought. It seemed that even fate itself favoured her over Beast Boy in terms of her quest to transform him from her loyal, innocent friend into her submissive sex-slave and specialist at sucking & fucking.
"Oh, you're here," she deadpanned as Starfire burst through the door and practically threw Beast Boy at her feet. She moved her hand in the direction of his forehead – not close enough to touch – and made an effort to look as though she was focussing on something. When she stopped, she frowned at the panicky changeling and confirmed "Blowjobs? Really?"
He blushed in embarrassment, but also in confusion that she had been able to tell what his dream had been about. Before he could even ask her though, she continued, "Since you're always so reluctant to tell me exactly what happened, I've decided that it would be better for both of us if I just read your mind and got it over with." It was hardly the worst lie that she had invented recently, but she hadn't put a great deal of effort into the thought; it was really just an excuse in case she ever revealed that she knew details about his dreams before he was supposed to have informed her.
Giving him no time at all to process this information, she dropped to her knees and grabbed at the waistband of his jumpsuit. "Blowjobs… you'd better appreciate this, you giant perve…" she sounded genuinely angry at him, smirking internally at the clear sight of all the seed he had spilled over the night as a result of her actions. If he came that much just from a dream, it would certainly be an enjoyable challenge to see how much more she could suck out of him in reality.
"R-R-Raven," Beast Boy stuttered weakly, once again having gone from 'only just woken up' to 'Raven forcing herself onto him' in a matter of seconds. He tried to hold onto the lower half of his jumpsuit, but he knew full well that she was stronger – and seemingly more determined – than him, in more ways than one. She ignored him, as was usual for her by now.
"RAVEN!" he half-shouted, almost forcefully for the first time since her repeated sexual assault of him had begun, under the guise of 'help'. It seemed that he had finally found his voice, and she wasn't sure if she should be irritated or give him a little begrudging respect. She definitely felt irritated, but let him continue anyway. She supposed that she could only keep his mouth smothered for so long, anyway.
"Raven, I… I'm sorry that I yelled," he immediately shrank back into submission again, but not completely. "I, I just… I appreciate what you are doing, really, how you are… trying to help. But, I really don't feel comfortable forcing you into doing this kind of stuff!" Raven didn't miss the irony that his main concern still seemed to be whether he was forcing her to do things, when she had been forcing him into sexual servitude for a few days now.
She took an intimidating step towards him – by now, it was hard for her to approach him in any way that wouldn't leave him feeling somewhat intimidated – and… finally decided to throw him a bone. Not much of a bone, but just of enough to hint at something.
"Beast Boy," she explained apathetically, "Two things. First of all, I doubt very much that you could force me to do anything that I wasn't comfortable with." It was intended as a reassurance, but she was also aware that it came off as a mild insult, making him uncomfortably aware that she was most certainly the more dominant of the two… not that there had ever been any doubt about that.
"Secondly…" she sighed, reluctant to reveal any sort of genuine affection that she had for the boy, but knowing deep down that he deserved it. "Well, look. Obviously I'm not enjoying this arrangement, and I can't wait for it to be over as quickly as possible," she lied. "… But…" She grabbed his chin and forced him to look her in the eyes. "Let me make this clear, because I'm only going to say this once. I am a superhero; I am strictly doing this on the basis of helping you out with a very uncomfortable problem, understand?"
Beast Boy nodded anxiously and began to look away, confident that this was all that Raven had to say. So he was surprised when she grabbed him by the head and forced him to look at her again.
"But… that said," she sighed, and the first time in quite a few days, she appeared to be rather embarrassed herself. "You are one of the only…" she paused, then corrected herself. "No, you are the only person in the entire world who I would be willing to help out like this." Fighting off a blush – despite the fact that just yesterday she had stripped naked without shame and rode his face to the greatest orgasm she had ever had – she covered her face with her cloak and tried to casually add, "Take that however you want."
Beast Boy had no idea how to take it. He had known from the start that obviously, Raven didn't really like him in that way, and she must have obviously just been doing this – at great cost to her own dignity – in order to help him. I mean… if she had liked him, then that would call everything else into question. It may have even been possible that Raven and Starfire had arranged this series of humiliating situations in order to sexually assault him repeatedly until he was fully browbeaten into becoming Raven's slave; something so ridiculous, outlandish and un-Raven that he chastised himself for his inconsideration for even considering something so crazy.
But… if what she had said was true, and he really was the only person in the world who she would be willing to help out like this, then… surely that indicated at least some kind of lingering affection that went beyond friendship? Maybe… maybe she just considered him a very close and special friend? He had closed his eyes to consider what she had said, and opened them again as he prepared to ask her this question, only to see that she had disappeared from his view.
He was about to call her name when he felt his jumpsuit being violently torn from his lower half, and before he could even formulate a protest, he felt her soft, sweet mouth surround and embrace his mammoth manhood. He screamed in surprise and sensitivity, his legs weak and barely functional, before he felt her tongue trailing up and down his shaft, paying particular attention to just underneath the head of his cock. With a strangled cry, his legs completely gave way and he collapsed to the ground in a heap. Raven never faltered, or even let his girth leave her mouth at all, as she resumed worshipping his wild wood, from base to shaft to head, without changing her expression.
"R-Rae," he whimpered and squealed in fear and unwilling delight as she bobbed her head repeatedly up and down on his rock-hard member. "R… Raven, please," he cried, and she knew for a fact that he wasn't begging her to continue. His reluctance to just let her suck his stupid cock until he filled her mouth with his stupid cum made her slightly more aggressive, and the next time she smothered his head all over with her tongue, she made sure to threateningly introduce a hint of teeth. With tears of terror and oversensitive joy forming in his eyes, not even Raven's wanton roughness could detract from the fact that Raven, his secret crush and the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, was working his wood like a professional porn star. He never stood a chance of holding himself back.
"R-RAAAAVEN!" he screamed in unrestrained alarm and involuntary euphoria as he recognized that he was about to explode. As much as she wanted to coat the inside of her mouth all the way to the back of her throat with his seed, she knew that the alternative would be much more humiliating for him. Releasing his cock the second before he burst, she stared knowingly as it quivered for just a moment, and then sprayed her face with a deluge of hot, sticky cum. Beast Boy moaned and groaned in fear and satisfaction as he pumped out another load all over her comely chest, making it even… comelier.
As he tried to catch his breath, he cast a fearful glance at Raven, and shuddered at the sight of what he had covered her beautiful face in. His blood turned to ice in his veins as she frowned disapprovingly at him – she had just explained to him that she was doing this for his sake, and didn't enjoy the situation one bit, after all – and then… she extended her index finger and wiped a huge wad of his cum off of her face. Alternating between staring at Beast Boy and at her finger, she suddenly placed the finger into her mouth and sucked it clean, enjoying the taste immensely.
Beast Boy gasped uncontrollably, but his mouth was far from the only part of his body to react. Upon watching Raven – seemingly lovingly – swallowing his seed, his dick immediately hardened again, despite having only finished some seconds later. Raven eyed his manhood with internalized glee, and quickly cleaned her face of the rest of his deposit and eagerly swallowed it down, to Beast Boy's shock and amazement.
"… Ugh, I guess we're not finished, then." She clambered towards his cock with a single-minded goal.
"No, n-no, Raven, it's… it's really fine, I…" She cut him off by grasping his cock possessively with both hands, stroking his shaft while plastering his head with kisses all over. "Oh… God!" he squeaked, his voice high-pitched in terror and arousal as she worked her way around his wood once more. He was almost in a constant state of hyperventilation, as if worried that Raven would return to her senses at any second and end his life immediately for the crime of allowing her to debase herself like this. Sure enough, she took a brief pause from worshipping his cock, and he cautiously looked her way as she appeared to be considering something.
"… This is taking too long," Raven complained casually, before slipping her arms out of her leotard and pulling it down to her waist. Beast Boy gasped yet again as she revealed her gorgeous tits, before without even sparing him a glance, she smothered his member between her firm, juicy breasts. Bobbing up and down as she rubbed his erection between her huge, perfect bust, Raven kept her tongue extended so that she could continue to tease the head of his cock. Beast Boy was in such a state of blissful terror that he was no longer capable of words, and simply lay back, while she continued to make him finish, again and again and again. He only barely heard something when she muttered something about how unfair it was that she was doing all of the work, and circled around him, keeping her attention on his poor, throbbing, exhausted and yet somehow still rock-hard cock, but also lowering her own soaking groin onto his face too. Without being instructed, he obeyed her command to eat out her pussy as best as he could, all while his brain had been completely scrambled by having the soul sucked out of his body by Raven's breathtaking blowjobs.
By the time Raven finally seemed satisfied, Beast Boy remained lying on her bedroom floor for another three hours, his face soaked in her scent and his crotch covered in his own, until he finally regained the mental capacity to cover himself and shamefully retreat to his room, where it took several showers to clean himself up, and he then returned to his bed, exhausted, despite having only been awake for four hours.
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While Starfire was more than happy to have just set up Raven and Beast Boy's… arrangement, so to speak, she still tried to make her way to Raven's bedroom each morning to witness whatever humiliation she had – quite literally – dreamt up for him. She had worried that she may have been intruding, but after confiding these worries in Raven, the empath immediately assured her that not only was her presence always appreciated by Raven – both for the added humiliation that it caused Beast Boy, and allowing her to share this unique experience with one of her closest friends, both during and in conversation immediately afterwards – but she was also more than welcome to join in, if she ever felt the need.
Starfire had always been satisfied to just observe, but when she overslept one morning, she rushed to Raven's room, worried that she had missed her morning show. She knocked on Raven's door, and when she heard no answer, she made sure that no-one was watching and then slipped in without waiting for a response. Raven had given her permission to do so in the event that she was ever… occupied.
Unfortunately, Raven and Beast Boy were nowhere to be found, although the running shower in Raven's en suite bathroom gave her an idea of where they might be. Sure enough, the shower shortly stopped, and Raven strode back into her bedroom in only a towel.
"Morning, Starfire," she welcomed her best friend with a smile. "We missed you today, everything okay?"
The sight of Raven in a towel stunned Starfire in an extremely positive way; not just because she was aesthetically beautiful to look at, but because the Tamaranean knew full well that even in front of her closest female friend, a month prior, Raven would have stuttered and stammered and immediately tried to cover herself up as much as possible. This exercise with Beast Boy really seemed to have boosted her confidence dramatically.
"Yes Raven, my apologies, I simply slept in." She peered curiously into the bathroom. "May I wish Beast Boy a good morning also?" she teased innocently.
Raven smiled. "Sure, he's just… finishing up," she explained with a smirk. Starfire brushed past her politely to see what she had missed.
The steam from Raven's hot shower had made it hard to see initially, but as soon as Starfire's vision became accustomed, he was right here. Sitting down in Raven's bathtub, naked and shamelessly erect, with his head resting helplessly against the head of the tub. His eyes were crossed, he didn't react at all to Starfire's arrival, and his tongue was fully extended, still weakly moving up and down as if his duties had not yet concluded. Raven had a bad habit of screwing him – quite literally – senseless, and it was clear that he had not yet recovered, and was currently operating on autopilot. Starfire paid particular attention to his tongue. It was moving weakly, but… it was still moving. It would certainly be a shame to waste such a thing.
"Oh Raven?" Starfire began to ask before she was even aware that the words had formed in her mind. Raven stuck her head through the door and observed Starfire turning red, probably because of the residual heat following her shower, but possibly a little of something else.
Recognizing what she had started, Starfire continued in bold, barefaced dishonesty. "My own shower is currently out of order. Would it perhaps be suitable for me to use yours in the meantime?" With some effort, she tore her eyes from Beast Boy's talented tongue and back to Raven.
Raven smiled in a mixture of sadism, arousal and… pride. "Of course, Star. Feel free to use all of the facilities." She turned to leave, happy to let Starfire have her fun while she got dressed, and quite possibly for several minutes/hours afterwards. "And I do mean all of the facilities," she added seductively.
By the time the door had shut, Starfire had already stripped nude, and Beast Boy's brain was still too fried to react, even as she climbed into the shower. She had to put significant effort into keeping from levitating, she was so excited and ecstatic, but she could hardly lower her soaking sex or titanic tush onto his unsuspecting face if she couldn't get down from the ceiling. She weighed up her options on which she would prefer to start with, and then turned away from her target, peeking over her shoulder at her helpless plaything as she softly lowered her gigantic ass towards his mouth.
While Raven had smothered him completely senseless, his recovery time was gradually beginning to improve. On this occasion, his eyes uncrossed and he slowly began to finally regain his senses, just in time for him to witness the glorious sight of Starfire's tantalizing Tamaranean ass descending upon his face. Her cheeks were even plumper than Raven's, not that this prevented them from spreading just enough to reveal the perfect asshole that was heading straight for his nose.
He didn't even have the time to begin to sweat in horror as he was remorselessly buried in her beautiful butt. With nothing to breathe but her ass, the senses that he had slowly regained were immediately lost again, and his autopilot training kicked in, extending his tongue fully and lavishly licking her luscious loins all over with the worship that they so richly deserved. Starfire gasped, groaned and gyrated all over his tortured face as he was forced to stretch his tongue to its limits to pleasure her sweetest spots. When she finally climaxed, he barely had a second to realise before her dominant derriere released his nose and slammed onto his open mouth, forcing him to slavishly adore her asshole while she recharged her batteries… by which time she was more than ready for another round of face-fucking.
Both Starfire and Beast Boy would need another shower by the time that she had eventually tired herself out for good, at which point hours had passed, and Raven was ready – and more than willing – to tag back in. It would be a long time before Beast Boy finally managed to escape the bathtub.
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Beast Boy was exhausted, constantly fearful, and thoroughly, irreversibly humiliated. But at least he consoled himself with the knowledge that, in accordance with Starfire's theory about his dreams, they had already covered most of the activities that he had… participated in. Surely it would just be a few more sessions with Raven until they were all over.
It was this optimism and hope that made him such a desirable target for Raven, as she crushed his spirit – and his face, beneath her beautiful buttocks, more often than not – over and over again.
A few nights later, Beast Boy was surprised to find himself pinned to a bed by Dream-Raven, who stretched out her cheeks, playfully hovered her asshole over his mouth and demanded that he stick out his tongue. He stammered in response that he had already eaten her ass, so how could she ask him to do it again? She smiled a sadistic smirk that was quickly becoming a signature look for her – both in and out of dreams – and confirmed that he had only eaten out her ass while she had been leaning over her bed; never while she was sitting on his face, or standing up, or kneeling, or any of the above while Starfire was watching, or any of the above with Starfire while she was watching. That last suggestion filled him with so much horror that he complied without hesitation and enthusiastically rimmed her asshole for the rest of the night with no further complaints… at least, none that he dared voice.
As a result, his morning trips to Raven's room had become so consistent that Starfire no longer needed to force him there; he would wake up in a sweaty panic, begrudging walk to Raven's bedroom in dread of what was to come, and then she would relentlessly sexually assault him for an hour or two, while Starfire watched in mild entertainment. While he no longer had to be forced to report to Raven, Starfire still liked to accompany him more often than not, reminding him how lucky he was to have such a supportive and concerned friend, and suggesting he do something nice to make it up to her; buy her a bouquet of flowers, offer to take over her chores, or spend the night tied face-first to her cunt, pleasuring her to orgasm after orgasm to ensure that she got a nice, relaxing night of sleep, while he tried not to drown in her lust. She seemed oddly enthusiastic about the final one. Beast Boy went with the flowers.
The rest of the team noticed that Beast Boy was much more reserved in general now; he would wake up very early, disappear for a few hours, return to his own room, exhausted and in desperate need of more sleep, and then get up for good closer to midday. He still played games, but was always distracted; especially when Raven was in the room. He also seemed to be inexplicably terrified of Starfire, when they had previously been the closest of friends.
The biggest difference that they noticed was in battle. Raven had grown more confident, more comfortable with her powers, and more comfortable with herself, and the results was clear as day; she frequently ended most battles single-handedly with more creative and less cautious use of her powers to overwhelm and restrain their opponents. She could access the full force of her powers without coming remotely close to losing control, and the team couldn't be happier with her progress.
Beast Boy, on the other hand, seemed to be regressing somewhat. He was just as capable, but was less confident to act on his own, never once entered a fight without the approval of his team – and most commonly, a specific, blue-cloaked empath – and he would never leave Raven's side during a fight unless explicitly ordered by her, not that she ever did. He still participated, but his role had been reduced from a teammate into more of… Raven's bodyguard. Or, less charitably, her pet. Or, even less charitably, her slave. The team – sans Raven and Starfire – were less pleased with how his role in the team had developed, but with how powerful and effective Raven was, it was hardly a concern, for now.
There had been one questionable incident involving the two. In a fight against the HIVE five, Beast Boy had – as always – been at Raven's side the entire time, and jumped in front of a fist coming from Mammoth that had been intended for her. He took a nasty blow, but it was nothing that he hadn't recovered from before… which is why it was such a surprise when Raven completely lost control, overpowering their opponents with ease and savagely thrashing Mammoth so severely that he would awaken several hours later in the bed of a prison infirmary, with several fractured ribs and a broken arm. He couldn't remember much of the experience, except the vague recollection of a demonic voice screaming "-IS NOT YOURS TO MANHANDLE! ONLY I-" "-PRIVILEGE THAT ONLY I HAVE EARNED-" "-TOUCH SOMETHING THAT BELONGS TO ME AGAIN AND I WILL END YOUR MISERABLE-"
Before the rest of the team could even comment on her unusual behaviour, she teleported herself and Beast Boy back to the tower – to the medical bay, they had assumed (wrongly) – where she healed him quickly and then forced him to do something to make up for the unnecessary worry that he had caused her. When he had exhausted his tongue, and she had been satisfied – for the time being – then she concluded that the real reason he must have almost been injured is because his recurring dreams must have been distracting him more than he was letting on. Her solution, which he had absolutely no say in, was to increase his morning sessions to morning-and-afternoon sessions. And maybe some evenings, if she felt the need.
And so, Beast Boy's descent into being Raven's full-time sex-slave progressed at a faster rate than either she or Starfire had ever anticipated. Rarely a day went by without, at some point, his tortured tongue being slathered all over her armpits, tits, ass and slit. Sometimes, when she was sitting on his face, leaning forwards to roughly jerk off his cock, she would allow Starfire to step forward and try her hand at it. With Starfire's alien strength and uncontrollable grip, he would always squeal and cry under the mercy of Raven's beautiful butt cheeks, while Starfire would make quick work of his erection. When he came all over her hands and top, she would join Raven in sampling his seed, and ultimately agreed with her conclusion that – just like the feeling of power they got from dominating his tortured little face – he was absolutely delicious.
.
Despite this unashamed, unabashed onslaught of sexual assault, there was one line that Raven had never crossed. Within his dreams, she had taken his virginity several hundred times over; often dozens of times in the same night. But, while she knew that what she was doing was indefensible from a moral standpoint – she didn't like to think about it, but she knew damned well that there was a word for someone who forced another to perform sexual acts that they weren't comfortable with, and she didn't enjoy the thought of applying it to herself – then she still refused to cross that line. It was silly, she knew; as if that would be considered too far, when she was now well into the double-digits in regards to smothering him unconscious between her thighs… but she still knew that she couldn't bring herself to do it.
At least, not without a hint of consent.
It was for this reason that when she had truly run out of ideas, and had no suggestions left other than plain, honest-to-Azar sexual intercourse, she seemed more… hesitant than normal when it came to forcing him to participate. By now, Beast Boy had been thoroughly browbeaten into obeying any order that his dark mistress commanded, and had seemingly reconciled himself to the fact that for better or worse, he was going to lose his virginity to Raven, but as he self-consciously undressed – a rare enough occasion, usually Raven would forcefully tear his clothes off in an uncontrollable sexual frenzy – then she knew that she needed more from him. And, just for once, maybe he deserved a little more from her.
"Beast Boy?" For the first time in months, she sounded vulnerable.
"Y-yeah?" he stammered nervously. He still felt extremely intimidated by the more confident, bossy Raven who had taken charge of his situation – whether he wanted her to or not – recently, but hearing her sound nervous still worried him.
"I… I guess I just…" She looked him straight in the eyes, and immediately felt a twinge of guilt at the completely genuine concern on his face. She took a breath, and continued. "I never really said it, but… I understand that this situation hasn't been… stress-free for you, and I… I appreciate it." She looked at her feet. "I appreciate you."
Beast Boy was stunned at her acknowledgement, and, not knowing how guilty his words made her feel, immediately replied "Hey, I… no problem. I mean, you know, not… not 'no problem', but, I mean, compared to you… it's really nothing."
The fact that he still, genuinely, naively thought that she was helping him, and not just using him for her own perverted purposes of sexual gratification, didn't usually sway Raven in the slightest, but this time it did. She would still never confess to what she had done, but it was enough to push her to ask an uncharacteristically concerning question.
"If we were, um… if the situation was… if we weren't doing this, for these reasons, then… how would you feel about what we were about to do?"
Beast Boy immediately realised two things; for the first time since they had started this complicated 'relationship', so to speak, she was showing signs of self-consciousness, and that also for the first time, she was asking, in her own way, for his consent. Truth be told, Beast Boy did not want to continue in this way – he would have preferred his first time with Raven to be after around six months of dating, a candlelit dinner and maybe a movie – but he also couldn't bring himself to lie.
This was it. It felt strange to be nervous about baring himself to a woman whom he had done nothing but bare himself to for the last few months, in the most literal of ways. It was almost comical; in the last week alone, Raven had forced them to shower together, with his face replacing the use of her personal sponge, choked him unconscious in a fit of passion by scissoring his head a little too hard between her thighs, and sucked him so dry that he was too exhausted to even return to his room that night. On that rare occasion, she had let him share her bed, only warning him that she hoped it wouldn't be an issue that she usually slept topless (she didn't, but he didn't know that.) But talking about his feelings brought an entirely new kind of butterflies to his stomach.
It was now or never.
"Well… I mean, I've… I've always kind of had a crush on you, Rae, but I never really thought that it could happen. I mean, you're so smart, and funny, and… so, so beautiful, so I never really… um-" he cleared his throat and glanced at her to see how she was taking this. He had never seen a bigger smile on her face, and there was even a tear in her eye, which gave him the strength he needed to continue. "So, uh, while the situation is… certainly not how I would have liked for this to happen, then… I guess…"
He finally worked up the nerve to be entirely honest. "If you had told me a year ago that I would be about to… you know, do this with you, then… well, I would have never believed you, but if I did, then… I would probably think 'Wow, I must be the luckiest guy alive'."
The tear that started in Raven's eye rolled down her cheek as she took in his completely sincere affection. Guilt had been replaced by a soft, calm but overwhelming joy, and she knew right then and there that there was no way she could take his first time under these duplicitous circumstances.
…
So she relinquished control of her body to Lust, who – while also touched by Beast Boy's confession – had no reservations leaping at him, completely disregarding his clear wishes for a more romantic and meaningful first time, and, to put it mildly, fucking him into a coma for the next several hours.
Having been her unsuspecting victim for a while now, Beast Boy wasn't too surprised when his sincere declaration of love was met with a raw onslaught of ferocious sexuality, but there was at least something different about things this time. While previously Raven would make some kind of dismissive comment ("Are you done yet?") with the goal of hiding just how much she was enjoying toying with him – not that he knew that – this time she consciously made sure that he was in a position to keep up.
"You ok?" she would ask breathlessly between orgasms, and while he was still far too overwhelmed by fear and panic to say no, it was the closest that she had ever come to showing concern for him, even if she would barely wait for him to nod in response before climbing back on for round two. And three, and four, and – Beast Boy lost count somewhere in the double-digits. It may have possibly been triple.
Still, it wasn't all bad for poor Beast Boy. After several hours, his exhaustion became too heavy to stave off, and he passed out with Raven still on top of him. She noticed several minutes and three orgasms later, and while she was tempted to keep going, it was so much more fun with him awake and conscious… so she limited herself to just five more minutes before finishing for the night, snuggling up to Beast Boy and giving him a quick kiss on the cheek as they fell asleep, entangled in a sweaty, naked, thoroughly exhausted and fulfilled mess of bodies.
Beast Boy immediately arrived in his Dreamscape, where Dream-Raven was already casually reading a book while reclining on a huge soft bed that looked like a much bigger model of the one in her room. He tensed up slightly – if the real Raven had been so voracious, he could only imagine what he was in for now – but when she saw him, she simply smiled and waved him warmly onto the bed. As he climbed on and scurried next to her, she placed her book down and gently moved him onto his side. Before he could ask why, she explained.
"That was a very sweet thing you said to Raven today. So, just for tonight-" for a moment, her voice regained a hint of an edge, as if to remind Beast Boy that this was far from over "-you get a break. Enjoy your rest. You've earned it."
She leaned over him and gave him a small, sweet kiss on the cheek – just as she had in real life – and returned to her book. Beast Boy's head was flooding with questions; how did she know what he had said to the real Raven? Why did that make her want to go easy on him? How was he supposed to fall asleep when he was already asleep? But Beast Boy's head was also flooding with fatigue, and before he could take advantage of this brief moment of kindness, he fell asleep – somehow – and Raven, true to her word, let him have this small night of rest and recuperation completely uninterrupted.
.
After this unusual display of affection, Beast Boy was cautiously optimistic that he had turned a corner with Raven, and maybe this exercise was nearing its end, and they could… well, resuming their usual relationship was completely off the table at this point, but maybe they could take things slow, and he could get a good night's sleep more often.
…
This foolish optimism lasted for exactly one day.
Specifically, until the following night, when he found himself surrounded by every doppelganger on Raven's emotional spectrum, and they all seemed furious that they had been forced to go one whole and entire day without his regular… assistance. As a result, that night he had to service each of them, in every way he knew how. In no time at all, he was trapped in a one-man orgy of pleasure and debauchery.
Brave had been the first to claim his cock, pushing him to the ground, stripping him and mounting him like a woman possessed. His vision was obscured as Lust and Affection lay down on either side of him, smothering each side of his face with their pert, perky perfect breasts. What little sight he had left was immediately snuffed out when he heard the whimpered apologies of Timid, just before she spread her legs over his mouth, demanding the use of his limber tongue. Even in his position, he felt happy on some level that Raven's most fearful emotion was finally gaining some confidence, but this happiness was short-lived as Timid found the courage to murmur that she wasn't comfortable enough, raised herself and turned around, keeping her soaking cunt pressed up against Beast Boy's mouth, but now with the added bonus of his nose being forced firmly into her beautiful butt.
His hands were occupied; Knowledge and Wisdom had taken one apiece and were fingering themselves with his digits. Another emotion that he couldn't see was sitting naked on his chest, not taking part but just wanting to be close to his body. His unprotected butt was the victim of many pinches, slaps and gropes by various emotions, until Rude – clearing her mind with a hearty burp – decided to stick her index finger in her mouth, suck it until it was nice and wet, and then, with a cheeky smile, pushed it hard and fast into his rear, relishing in the surprised squeal of discomfort that he yelped out from underneath Timid's tremendous taint.
Rage viewed them all impassively with her arms folded. She would have preferred to spend her time with the boy one-on-one, rather than sharing him with her sisters. She had been the most upset at having been forced to go without him for the entire day, and as the opportunity for sexual release continued to be delayed, she sought a target for her irritation, and smirked sadistically when she found one. Brave was bouncing up and down on his cock with limitless tenacity, causing his emerald green balls to jiggle slightly every time she fully penetrated herself on him. Rage's hand slithered up his leg and clutched those balls, as if inspecting them gently, before suddenly giving them a good hard squeeze, enjoying the muffled cry of surprised pain that she heard in response.
It hadn't been enough to hurt, just enough to encourage him to keep doing a good job. And maybe enough to hurt, just a little.
"Oh!" Timid had gasped in restrained pleasure, blushing as a few of Raven's other emotions noticed her outburst. "S… sorry," she spluttered with an embarrassed smile, "His tongue just, um, shot out really far when you did that."
If Beast Boy's face hadn't been practically immobilized beneath Timid's twat and tush, it would have recoiled in horror at her admission. Rage had already internalized the news, and glared back at Beast Boy's soon-to-be tortured testicles with a sadistic grin on her face.
It was going to be a long night for Beast Boy, and an even longer morning when he had to report to Raven and take a trip to Nevermore to do it all again, while she watched.
.
While Starfire was welcome to enter Raven's bedroom at any time, she still felt that it would be polite to knock. "Come in!" Raven welcomed her warmly, before Starfire opened the door to enter. Raven was sitting in bed, duvet up to her torso, reading one of her many books. There were several dozen tomes that she had previously been avoiding because they related to magic of an… adult-oriented nature, but this information was rapidly becoming more relevant to her. It was also giving her some exciting new ideas.
"Good morning, Raven!" Starfire greeted fondly.
"Good morning, Star," she replied with a satisfied smile. A hint of movement under the duvet did not go unnoticed by the Tamaranean, who quickly giggled. "I was actually hoping to speak to you about something."
Starfire nodded solemnly. "I understand, Raven. And truth be told, I have been expecting this announcement for some time. Our… harmless little fun," she casual downplayed the borderline sexual slavery they had forced Beast Boy into, "could not last forever. I have known for some time that you may wish to 'call time', so to speak, on our activities, and while I would be disappointed, I accept and understand your reasoning, and if you so wish, I will not speak of these activities again."
Raven smiled at Starfire's maturity, but unlike Beast Boy, she couldn't even remotely consider the possibility of teasing her best friend.
"Actually Starfire, what I had to say was… quite the opposite of that."
Starfire's eyes lit up. "Oh, how wonderful! Because what I just said was 'the lying', and I would love to continue this with you for as long as possible!" she admitted truthfully.
Raven laughed, having suspected that Starfire hadn't wanted the fun to end. But the fun certainly did need to change… and Raven had the perfect idea how.
"Thank you for your honesty," Raven admitted gratefully to her best friend and partner in crime. "I'd like to carry this on too… but I think I need a small break."
Starfire was bemused by this confession; was it possible to get tired of having your ass worshipped, amongst the other sexual favours they had forced from the changeling? Raven smiled at Starfire's confusion and began to elaborate.
"Not like that, obviously," she explained with a giggle, "But… creatively speaking, I think I need time to come up with some new things to try." She sighed in contented bliss, wiggling her hips beneath the duvet.
"I see-" Starfire began, but she was cut off.
"But…" Raven interjected, "I certainly don't want him getting rusty in the meantime. And I was trying to think of a way that I could properly… express my gratitude to you, for setting this whole thing up. And I think I came up with a very… beneficial solution for us both."
Raven looked down at her bed again, and then indicated for Starfire to come closer. She whispered just enough of her plan to make Starfire giggle and blush, but decided to leave her friend with some mysteries to anticipate. The most important instruction she gave, however, was to return to Raven's room at night-time, when the scheme would begin. Starfire was most excited, but politely agreed before giving Raven her leave. She would need to rest for the big night ahead of her, after all.
With Starfire left, Raven resumed reading from her tome. There were some most fascinating spells for her to try; tongue elongation, heightening his senses so that he could really appreciate the taste of his work… there was even one for duplication, but as Raven cast a sly look to her mirror, she knew that this wasn't even necessary. If she ever wanted to watch Beast Boy get dogpiled by a crowd of sex-crazed Ravens, she knew that it was only one short step away.
She smirked again in pleasure and power, before casting a glance to her bedside clock. It had been fifteen minutes, that was probably long enough to give him a break. She tossed the duvet off of her bed, revealing the exhausted, long-suffering figure who had been trapped between her sweaty thighs, eating her cunt and desperately begging for air. His face was covered in a mixture of his own sweat, and her juices, of which there had been no shortage.
He coughed and spluttered as he was finally released from his fleshy prison. "… Rae… need… breath…" he barely managed, still choking on her climax. Raven was unimpressed, or at least appeared to be.
Making a show of glancing at her clock again, she delivered her verdict. "You made me finish four times in fifteen minutes," she announced professionally, "But I think that you can do better. If your perverse dreams aren't going to stop, we need to streamline how we deal with them, which means you need to be more efficient at this. I should be coming twice every five minutes," she outlined like a strict, domineering teacher, which she supposed she was becoming.
A sorrowful whine escaped from Beast Boy's throat, and Raven felt just enough pity to roll her eyes and summon him a small bottle of water, so that he could at least recharge his batteries before she forced him to resume. He accepted the gift gratefully, gulping down heavy mouthfuls of the cool, refreshing water. Even so, when he was finished, he could still taste her love-juice all over him; from the tip of his tongue to the back of his throat, and drenched over his face.
"W… was Starfire here?" Beast Boy asked fearfully. "I thought I heard her voice…"
Raven frowned, and he instantly felt as if he'd made a terrible mistake. "Oh? Listening in on my conversations, were you?" She pretended to be angry, but from experience, she knew that her thighs were wrapped so tightly around his ears that he wouldn't have been able to make out a word that had been said, and frankly, by this point, even if he did find out, she would overrule his concerns and force him to continue regardless. She knew that she had broken – no, trained – him well enough by this point that with a few hours of vicious face-fucking and smothering him unconscious under her sweaty ass, he would have shortly agreed to resume his role. He filled it so perfectly, after all.
Fortunately, this wouldn't be necessary. His face flushed as he frantically explained "No no, no! I didn't hear anything, I just… thought that she was here."
Raven continued to frown in a way that told him that he was in trouble… well, marginally more trouble than usual. "Well, she was here, but it's none of your business. And being so distracted probably explains why you did such a sloppy job," she lied. Before he could protest or even apologize, she wrapped her legs around his face once more and forced his body back down onto the mattress, his face once again pressed against her soaking sex. He struggled in vain, but didn't have nearly enough energy to resist.
"You have thirty minutes to make me cum as much as you can," she instructed harshly, and then smiled at the cheeky threat she had just imagined. "Do a bad enough job, and I'll ask Starfire to train you instead." Beast Boy froze, and then sprang into action, fervently eating her pussy as if his life depended on it. While he sometimes feared that Raven could break him in half during sex, Starfire could break him in half entirely by accident. He allowed this fear to fuel him as the rest of the world was drowned out by Raven's sweet, sweaty thighs, and the treasure that lay between, while Raven returned to pretending to read her book.
.
"Well, you've done it." Dream-Raven was standing before the bed with her hands on her hips, glaring at Beast Boy with a look of dissatisfaction but slight respect for overcoming her challenge. Beast Boy froze in fear. He had barely arrived, and an unhappy Dream-Raven meant marginally more humiliation and abuse than a happy Dream-Raven.
"You've finally tapped me out. I don't think there's anything else I can do to you that hasn't been done before." She continued, her voice growing in regard as if he had accomplished something meaningful. Beast Boy, for his part, immediately let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Oh, thank goodness! I mean, no disrespect, you are extremely beautiful, but…" Beast Boy had been so thoroughly debased by this frenzied demon that he felt the need to apologize for the news that she would be stopping her sexual assaults on him.
"Don't get ahead of yourself," Dream-Raven interrupted, with a sultry, sexy smirk that caused an instant sinking feeling in his stomach. "I'm sure I can conjure up some more exercises for us to enjoy. In the meantime though, I don't want you getting out of practise, so…"
She watched his deliciously horrified expression with anticipation, letting the air grow silent as she waited for her surprise to reveal itself. It didn't take long, and just a few seconds later, a gust of wind brushed past both of them as her visitor arrived, soaring through the sky at tremendous speed just to slow down and land gracefully next to Raven.
"S… Starfire?" Beast Boy squeaked out in horror.
"Greetings, friends!" replied the excited alien, looking Beast Boy up and down with an expression he had never seen before. His dick seemed to somehow shrink and grow under her lustful gaze. "I am delighted to help while Raven recuperates from her recent excursions. Shall we begin?" The tone of her voice dropped significantly for the last three words, making her sound less like a trusted friend and more like a huntress stalking her prey.
"Absolutely," Raven replied before Beast Boy could even begin trembling in fear. "And remember; anything goes."
"Wonderful!" Starfire reached behind her back to fiddle with her top, only to grow impatient within a few seconds. "Raven, would you mind?"
"Of course." Raven stepped behind Starfire and easily unzipped her top from the back, letting it fall softly to the ground.
Beast Boy's jaw dropped. In terms of romantic affection, he only had eyes for Raven, but Starfire's titanic twosome of tantalizing Tamaranean titties completely fried his brain. Giggling at his stunned reaction, Starfire began to walk slowly – and bouncily – towards him, making sure that her breasts jiggled irresistibly with every step. Other than his signature throbbing erection straining at his jumpsuit, he was too terrified to even move as Starfire suddenly lost her patience and flew towards him, making sure to smother his face with her colossal chest as she laughed in glee and flew them both into the sky. Looping around several times in unbridled joy, while he vainly struggled to get free, she eventually crash-landed on the bed where Raven was idly watching them in entertainment.
Lifting her mammoth mammaries off of his head just enough that he could breathe again, she giggled at the sight of him, red-faced and sweaty, and promptly left him lying there to hover over his head. Gazing up, he gulped as he had just enough time to realise that she wasn't wearing any underwear before she flew back down, crashing ass-first onto his face with such ferocious fervour that the bed began to creak. Raven even winced as his poor face was flattened by her plush, plump rump, but before his brain even had the chance to react, his months of training with Raven kicked in and his tongue sprang out, lavishly licking every inch of her ass that he could lay his tongue on. Raven continued to watch the two in amusement as Starfire ripped off her skirt – she wanted him to see what he was worshipping after all – and as Starfire began to moan in ecstasy as Beast Boy's tongue found her asshole, Raven smiled at what they had accomplished together.
…
Beast Boy awoke with a horrible start. He was significantly more tired than he had been before he went to sleep, he was absolutely drenched in sweat, and he swore he could still taste Starfire's ass on the tip of his tongue. He decided right then and there that he emphatically could not let Raven and Starfire know about this. Less than a second later, Raven phased through his bedroom door and began to speak before he had a chance to acknowledge her presence.
"Good morning Beast Boy, I hope you don't mind but I felt some distressing emotions from you last night; I'll just take a look, and whatever it is, I'm sure we can-" Raven cut herself off with a mock-gasp of horror, clasping a hand over her mouth.
Okay, so part one of Beast Boy's plan had failed, but maybe he could persuade Raven not to tell-
"Good day, friends!" greeted Starfire as she burst through Beast Boy's bedroom door with inexplicable exuberance. "I hope you are both doing well on this fine morning!"
It was official; if there was a higher power at work, they must have hated Beast Boy. He half-expected them to be female, and to descend from the heavens, demanding that he worship their divine ass as well, while Starfire and Raven watched.
"Starfire, I have some bad news. It seems as though the object of Beast Boy's dreams has now changed… to you."
Starfire joined Raven in covering her mouth in mock-horror at this mock-horrifying news.
"Oh no! How dreadful. Should I begin to replicate the 'exercises' that you underwent with Beast Boy?"
"I believe that may be for the best, at least while I research what this could possibly mean. Although, I think I should be present too for the first few sessions, just to make sure that everything is proceeding as normal."
"Very well. Beast Boy? Would you be ok with this?"
Beast Boy had been awake for no more than twelve seconds. He wasn't entirely sure that he wasn't still having a nightmare.
"He'll be fine," Raven answered on his behalf, "Is there anything you'd like to try first?"
"Hmm… as a matter of fact, I was always curious about the way you derived pleasure from the stimulation of contact between his tongue, and your… hmm, I believe it is referred to as a 'dumptruck ass', correct? That might be a good place to start."
"Sure, take a seat," Raven replied with a smirk, gesturing to Beast Boy's face. "I like to think I've gotten him quite good at that."
Beast Boy barely managed to eke out an "Um… I…" before Starfire flew into position over his face, once again giving him a perfect view up her skirt. She was once again not wearing anything underneath it. Had he been more awake, and had his brain not been thoroughly scrambled by months of sexual abuse, he may have found it unusual that in his dream and in reality, Starfire had been flying around with no panties on, but any logical thoughts were firmly smashed out of his head when her nude ass came crashing down on his face – so hard that his entire bed collapsed and his mattress fell to the floor, Starfire's ass squashing him a second time, even harder, as she descended with him – and he instinctively began to pleasure her, just as he had been trained.
Tears formed in his eyes as he realised that his months of sexual slavery were just starting over, and maybe they would have spilled had Starfire's truly enormous ass not been covering most of his face. Raven was happy for Starfire as she watched, but she couldn't help but notice that Beast Boy's morning wood was going tragically unattended to. It would be a shame to waste, after all.
"Oh, Raven! It feels even better in reality!" Starfire exclaimed, bouncing up and down, forcing his protruding tongue into her asshole over and over. Raven ignored that she had just technically given away their scheme, and spoke like a sexually-repressed librarian, never once glimpsing away from Beast Boy's bulge.
"You know, Beast Boy, while it seems that my presence in your dreams is no longer a threat, I think it would be sensible to maintain a reduced regimen of… regular activities, just to ensure that the problem doesn't recur. Does that sound reasonable to you?"
"Oh, Raven," Starfire giggled. "I don't think he can even hear you; just go ahead. He is yours first and foremost, after all."
Raven needed no more persuasion and promptly yanked down Beast Boy's pyjamas and clambered onto his cock as if claiming ownership of it, and soon joined Starfire panting and moaning in a chorus of sexual ecstasy, while Beast Boy, his brain barely able to function, continued to service them in any way they pleased.
Several hours later, when Starfire had discovered Beast Boy's proficiency in eating ass and eating pussy, and when Raven's appetite had subsided to the point where her actions more closely resembled actual lovemaking, they were moving at a slow enough pace to hold a conversation, although Beast Boy was unable to contribute, as Starfire had resumed playfully sitting on his face while she recovered.
"You know," Starfire began with a pant, "I hear that Jinx has been trying to find herself a partner recently, but has been unsuccessful. Such a pity." The gleam in her eye told Raven exactly what she was saying, and Raven smiled back before replying in turn.
"Is that so?" she began, still rhythmically riding Beast Boy's shaft. "I heard Bumblebee just had a bad breakup too. I'm sure she would appreciate a chance to… blow off some steam."
"I believe that Themyscira are seeking men to visit the island as part of a… cultural exchange," proposed Starfire with a smile, already imagining Beast Boy in the middle of a crowd of dozens of agitated amorous Amazons. Raven laughed, and they both continued discussing their future ideas for the poor boy while he struggled to stay conscious beneath them, unable to even recognize the sadistic plans they were making for him.
Beast Boy was hardly present, long since reduced to a barely sentient fuck-toy for these two viciously avaricious nymphomaniacs. In the few moments of clarity he managed while between satisfying their every sexual need – and then some – he could only recall that as uncomfortable and exhausted as he always was, this was all the fault of his stupid dreams, and – as Raven and Starfire were always quick to remind him – he was very lucky to have good friends like them to help him through this difficult, awkward, and frequently painful experience.
He was very lucky indeed.
