Forever Caged [Complete]

Chapter 23: Rape


Reyvn squirmed under the touches of the shadows slithering all over his body, long ago having lost the battle to remain still. He whimpered and squeaked as the tendrils sharpened and scraped lightly along his back and tore at the remnants of his jeans. One wrapped around his throat, gently constricting. Another set of tentacles wove into his hair, pulling his head back while more teased at his neck and ears and lips. Reyvn gasped, and the shadow at his mouth took the opportunity to slip in and explore. Reyvn choked a little when the soft, cold, solid thing tickled the back of his throat, and it receded.

The sharper tendrils removed the last of his pants, then whipped across his ass none too gently. Reyvn arched and yelped at the sharp stings, feeling the flesh split. More whipped across his back, forcing more sounds from his mouth. The shadow around his throat tightened, making his breath come shorter and shallow. Two thick tentacles wrapped around his thighs, pulling them further apart. Another with a rounded tip pressed against his entrance, teasing. Reyvn clenched his body to keep it from pushing in, feeling how big the shadow was; bigger around than Rendell or Lesara. He did not want it sliding inside.

Angry, the darkness slipped a wide shadow around Reyvn's waist, lifting his body several inches from the bed. His concentration broken for a moment, the tentacle at his ass took its chance and forced itself inside. It didn't soften or wiggle to make the penetration easier, simply wanting to hurt the boy. Reyvn screamed, voice reverberating against the walls. The scream turned into a strangled whimper as the tendril around his neck constricted briefly, and the other slid back out slowly. It rammed back in again, deeper, and was rewarded with another pain-filled cry from Reyvn.

His body trembled from the assault, despite the drugs running at full power through his veins. The shadows kept him spread and suspended while they violated his soft, lithe body, relishing the cries they got in return. Tears streamed down his face, and slowly the magick that enraptured his mind dissipated.

Rendell's head perked up as he heard the first cry. At first, he thought some poor rodent had gotten picked up by a bird of prey, but then the second cry rang out. He laughed to himself and took his time getting to his room. There, he saw the glorious sight of Reyvn being held up and raped. He snapped his fingers and the boy was dropped on the bed unceremoniously. "What did I tell you about staying still?" He wiped his finger across a cut on the boy's backside, and sampled it. He could taste the potion in it and shuddered in delight.

Reyvn coughed after he collapsed on the bed, panting hard. It felt like his insides had been torn or bruised, but he couldn't be sure. Normally he would have gauged on if there was wetness, but with how much Rendell had shot into him earlier, he couldn't tell. He looked up at Rendell, frowned, and was glad his face was mostly covered with his mess of hair. He guessed the demon still expected him to be fully under the power of the drug, and tried to play along with it. He kept his voice soft. "I'm sorry, Master...I tried, but they didn't let me." He shivered, whimpering softly from the pain still throbbing in his lower extremities.

A loud CRACK! broke the silence that Rendell created when a tentacle whipped Reyvn's back. "You're not going to get away with simple apologies. You could have refrained from tempting it." He bent over Reyvn, inspecting the mark the tendril left. "Now look what you've done. You've made them hungry." He nipped at Reyvn's ear gently. "The darkness and I see eye to eye. We are very primal in our desires. We want to eat, to fuck, to destroy, and if we can do all at once, then goody for us." Another tendril snapped at Reyvn's lower thighs, echoing Rendell. A faint hiss echoed through the shadows. "See? They're asking for you."

Reyvn cried, fingers digging into the sheets as his body arched and shuddered in pain. He'd just gotten his breath back before the second tendril snapped across his thighs, and he clenched his teeth as he hissed out a moan. He gripped the sheets tighter, for some reason hoping they'd tear. He gasped, then glared up at Rendell through his tangled hair. "Why?" he asked, voice breathy and low. "Why do you want me?"

"Why do I want you or why do the shadows want you?" Rendell thought about it for a moment. "I guess it doesn't really matter." He got on top of Reyvn, straddling the boy's backside, then bent down low. His hand slid down Reyvn's side. "We want you because you're pure. We want to violate you and make you filthy and primal like us." His tongue slid down Reyvn's neck before he bit.

Reyvn tugged at his restraints, wishing they'd break from wherever they were bolted to. He whined softly at Rendell's touches, wanting badly to push him away and resist. He managed to keep from screaming at the sharp teeth digging into his neck, and instead only gave the demon a pain-filled grunt. He spoke through clenched teeth, "And if you succeed? Then what?"

"You become one of us. You become a filthy demon or a shadow." Rendell slipped his tongue behind Reyvn's ear. "Wouldn't that be just grand?" He slid a hand to the boy's ass and teased him, then brought it back up, inspecting his fingers. "Aww, you bled a little. Were you having fun without me?"

Reyvn winced and jerked away from Rendell's hand, then mentally cursed. So the shadow had torn him after all. He turned his head to glare over his shoulder at Rendell, the orange rings returning to his eyes. "How is there any fun in being raped?"

Rendell slapped Reyvn's ass. "Some people get off on it. We'll train you to like it." He reached forward to stroke Reyvn's cock while his other hand toyed with the sensitive spots on the boy's side. "You'd be surprised at what you can be trained to like."

Reyvn whimpered, then tried to squirm away from the demon's touches. He could feel his body reacting to being stroked, and reflexively jerked his hips back to try and escape it. "If six...years under Koumori's hands...didn't make me like it...You can't either. Even with these wretched drugs." His voice was strained, and he kept pulling at the chains.

A shadow whipped Reyvn's thighs hard, as if taking offense to what he said. "Ohh, you've made them mad," Rendell mocked and pouted. He uncuffed Reyvn's ankles and flipped him over. A tendril lashed across the boy's stomach, and Rendell positioned himself over his hips. "Perhaps the old veran didn't know what he was doing." Rendell's claws raked down Reyvn's body.

Reyvn's arms twisted and crossed painfully over his head, and he let out a small cry. He inhaled sharply and whimpered when the tendril whipped his stomach, and arched back and screamed when he felt the demon's claws tear open the first few layers of flesh as they flew down his chest, stomach and hips. He whined softly for a few seconds, his body stinging from the new cuts. He glared up at Rendell, and if he didn't think the consequences would be so harsh he'd have lifted a leg and kicked the bastard in the head.

Rendell got up and removed his pants. "The trick is to take something bad and do it while doing something good." He lowered his head and took the tip of Reyvn's cock in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. As he began swallowing Reyvn deeper, another tentacle whipped at the boy's thighs.

Reyvn moaned softly, his drugged body pushing itself further into Rendell's mouth. His legs tensed, jerking up slightly as they were whipped. "Ss...stop," he begged softly.

Rendell slid his tongue up the length of Reyvn's cock. "Why? Not but a few hours ago, you were begging for it." He slid his tongue around Reyvn's balls, stroking him slowly while another tendril pinched at his nipples.

Reyvn gasped and moaned, arching under the sensations. His body wanted more, but his mind was screaming for an end. He felt Rendell's mouth slide away from his cock and go lower, and his head fell back. He yelped when the shadow whipped across his thighs again, and his legs jerked and slid up. He glanced down his body at Rendell, and couldn't help but think the wounds on his stomach had been worse just seconds ago. Were they...healing? "Only because you rammed that drug down my throat," he growled. "You think I'd... want someone like you touching me?"

Rendell let go of Reyvn's cock and positioned himself between his legs. "I own you, so what makes you think you get a choice?" He slid a finger inside Reyvn and stroked while the shadows molested and lashed at him. The cuts seemed to be vanishing almost as quickly as they were put there. Rendell could hardly contain his glee as his canvas refreshed itself over and over again.

Reyvn tensed and whimpered. Was he still not healed inside? Usually one finger wouldn't hurt so much. But then, Rendell did have sharp nails. He couldn't make his body relax while the tendrils teased and split his skin at the same time, which made the pain harder to bear. He braced his legs, then quickly slid his body away from Rendell. He pulled himself up with the chains, and brought both legs close to his body, using one to try and block the demon's access. He knew he wouldn't be safe like this, but he just wanted to keep out of the demon's hands as much as possible.

Rendell's lips quirked in a half grin. The tentacles, acting of their own accord, grabbed Reyvn's ankles and forced him out flat. Another lifted him up by the middle, and pulled the chains taut. "It seems they have something in mind for you, little one," Rendell chuckled. He lined himself up, and with a hard thrust of his hips, buried himself deep inside Reyvn.

Reyvn's pulse sped as he tried to jerk away from the shadows circling around his ankles, and even pulled at the chains to try and lift himself away. He gasped as they pulled his body tight, and another lifted and presented him to Rendell. Everything was pulling his limbs too hard in every direction for him to struggle now, and all he could do was let his head fall back and scream when the demon shoved himself deep. He felt himself tear again, and the scream choked into a sob. Whatever healing potion Rendell had given him seemed to make him recover faster as well, making him tighter and unprepared for rough penetration.

The scream tickled Rendell's ears and he growled. "Yesss, good boy, scream for me!" His hips drove him deeper and deeper into Reyvn, and his claws tore at his flesh. The tentacles pulled him tighter and joined him in scratching intricate doodles into the boy's flesh, taking pleasure in causing this sadistic pain. One teased Reyvn's cock, pressing against the hole in the tip gently, wanting to explore. Rendell pulled it away and pressed it against his own cock as he pulled out. "Your old master seemed to love this," he said as he and the tendril both forced their way inside Reyvn.

Reyvn trembled, tears sliding down his face. He yelped and gasped with each thrust, screaming while his stomach and chest were torn up. The wounds healed quickly, only to have new ones carved in their place. He forced his head up just long enough to look at Rendell as he slid out. "Leh...What?" His head fell back again and his face twisted in anguish when Rendell pushed back in with the tendril. He whimpered, and tried to force his lower body to relax to ease the damage.

The tentacle thickened with each thrust, stretching Reyvn out more. "Your master loved it, he had three in him and couldn't get enough. I don't see why you don't like it," he said sarcastically. He slowed down a bit as his precum made Reyvn slick, and another forced its way in, making up for the slack.

Reyvn was half-expecting the tentacle to thicken, and his body took it without much trouble. His next cry came out strangled as a second shadow shoved itself in. His body jerked and shuddered, a faint sheen of cold sweat forming on his skin. "S-stop," he sobbed quietly, "y-you're...going to kill me like this..."

"And why shouldn't I?" Rendell started moaning as the pressure increased. Watching the boy cry was too delicious. "You misbehaved, and I told you you would be punished." The tendrils began dancing, pulling away from Reyvn, then lashing back harder. Rendell would be all too happy to tear the boy to pieces, and the shadows responded to this thought by engorging themselves.

The chains holding Reyvn's arms crossed over his head clanked quietly as he screamed and jerked while Rendell and his shadows ripped him apart and raped him. His cock still reacted to the sensations, precum dripping down its solid length. The aphrodisiac still hadn't worn off. Reyvn screamed louder, distantly hoping someone might hear him and come to save him. Hot, fresh tears streaked down his face, and he tried again to look up at the demon. "Then you...won't have a toy," he gasped before letting out another cry.

"Toys... are... cheap... haahh!" Rendell muttered between thrusts. His hand slipped around Reyvn's cock and slid up and down, creating a hot friction around the boy. "And your body seems to love this."