Pairing: TFP Shockwave/June Darby

Rating: Mature

Details/Themes: Torture, sadism

She remembered when they brought her to Shockwave's lab. Megatron offered her as a gift to Shockwave and told him that he could do whatever he pleased with her. She was put in a cage on the shelf, no different from the ones researchers put rats in.

At first, June was hopeful Shockwave would just see her as décor and not bother with her other than occasional small talk. The fantasy of that became obvious quick when she caught him staring at her unsettlingly. What was hiding in that calculating processor of his she didn't want to know. It was unnerving how he seemed to be checking in on her more and more throughout her time there. As if he didn't have better things to do?

He finally made his move.

Approaching her, Shockwave made sure he made his presence known from the start. His shadow became an impression that June could only scramble back in fear of. "June Darby, biological carrier of Jackson Darby, certified nurse, age 41, female and unbonded. You had quite a life. Knockout was certainly impressed and wanted you as an assistant. Too bad I convinced Megatron to let me have you instead."

"W-why?" She whimpered, "I'm no use to you. I-I'm just a...a..."

"A prisoner? Logical for the most part, but I see one potential for you. Something I want to know that will be beneficial to me," he said in a tone June couldn't quite pin down.

Before June could ask just what he wanted, he opened the cage and scooped her up in his servo to bring her to his personal workbench. She didn't cry out, assuming Shockwave would punish her if she did. When he set her down, she sat curled inward on herself, shaking. Shockwave studied her, his one optic taking in almost every detail he could make out. She felt naked under his gaze.

"You will be perfect," he muttered. "I wonder...just what are the limits to the human body?"

That made her blood curl quick as she registered just what he planned on doing. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears as her pupils contracted while she stared deep into the lifeless, soulless optic of her captor. It came to no surprise when her world grew dark.

When she awoke, June noticed she was back in her cage and at first, she assumed it was a bad dream. Of course, nothing could be that simple. Her cage was now on his desk and he had her back turned away working on something she couldn't see. Then it became noticeable, her yellow jacket was missing and an arm cuff was placed on her upper limb, a small light slowly pulsing from it.

"You're awake, good. We can begin."

The woman was terrified already, hearing the word "begin" and missing an article of clothing taken while she was out wasn't a good way to soothe that fear. She was nearly in tears as she retreated to the far side of the cage again.

"W-why are you doing this? I just want to go home to my son! I won't ever talk to the Autobots again, I promise!" She pleaded with him but all she got was his attention watching her in her miserable state.

Shockwave's audial fins twitched. "Leave now? Illogical, I cannot allow that. The Autobots are so desperately searching for you, I find their attempts amusing. And you are much tolerable than most on this ship. As for why I'm doing this? You of all people should know the science and miracle of the body, regardless of species, is a fascinating thing. And I intend to know everything about you, from your mind to anything I might find exotic."

"Get away from me, you bastard!"

Shockwave said nothing to that before activating a switch on the desk. The cuff on her arm blared to life and contracted the muscles with electric shocks. He watched as she flailed, clutching her arm and screaming. When he stopped, June was sobbing but it didn't escape her notice how much Shockwave was leaning over the table to see her cry. His interface panel was practically pressed against the table's edge as well.

"Amazing. Did you like that? Remember to hold your tongue next time or I will make you bite it off yourself."

She clenched her teeth, "You'd like that, wouldn't you? Sick, perverted monster!"

Shockwave growled, "It's not my fault you look nice broken under my care. Don't get too comfortable, June, I am not above letting my experiments going off the charts just to see what happens out of morbid curiosity. I am a scientist, after all."

"So that's all I am to you? A science experiment you can use for your sick sense of entertainment? I'd rather die than be your lab rat!"

A dark chuckle, nothing short of scary for a usually stoic mech, rang out. "Who said I wanted you dead? Such a waste to see an experiment be lost without any useful data. I will keep you alive for my pleasure to watch you writhe in agony even if I have to jumpstart your heart over and over again. And don't think I won't."

Shockwave open the cage again and brought his servo close to her face, gently stroking a claw over the sensitive flesh of her cheek. She winced but couldn't back away any farther than the walls of her cell allowed, leaving her at the mercy of Shockwave's unwanted advances.

"Don't worry, I will make sure you will be taken care of properly. I can't wait for us to make some interesting results in our research together."

AN: I'm pretty sure whatever sexuality Shockwave is, he's secretly a sadist. Like that mech has had lovers and he utilizes his lab for a few kinks and you can't convince me otherwise.