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Dark Waters

By: adoniskontos
folder Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
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Torture

I don’t know what I would have said or done to even begin to worm my way out of this situation. I’ve had boyfriends before. I knew what sex was like and I certainly knew was sex between two men was like…but I wasn’t ready for this mass gang bang. I didn’t want to know what would happen to me if things got out of hand. So admittedly I was very scared. But that was it, just scared. At least with my intimidating cell partner upstairs there was a tiny bit of anticipation when it came to feeding. It always excited me to have his hot breath fanning over my skin just before his bite. And dear gods what a bite it was. Had I been a religious man it would have had me on my knees begging forgiveness. It was just too sinfully arousing to have that man’s mouth on me. It probably should have disgusted me that I was taking pleasure in the monsters feeding but I had to find enjoyment something didn’t I?

I am pulled reluctantly from my musings by a clammy hand cupping my naked genitals, fondling them until my body begins to react. I make a small sound of protest and try to jerk away only to remember that I’m tied down and helpless. How weak was I that I couldn’t even tear through silk?

Something cool and wet graces the underside of my stirring cock and I glance down. I’m startled to find that it is a tongue rather than the cool touch of lubricant I had been expecting. Surely they would use some form of lube wouldn’t they?

That cool tongue travels slowly upward before soft chilled lips encircle the swelling head of my cock. The sensation pulls a soft involuntary groan from me. It is not unpleasant. Damn them. A second cool mouth finds my chest and the nipples that are already hard from the cold temperature of the room. Everything about them seems cold and lifeless. Their skin felt waxy while some of them were slightly damp, but whether it was from perspiration or something else I wasn’t sure. I’d been in a funeral home too many times for comfort these last few years so I knew what dead skin felt like…and this was certainly what it felt like. The thought filled me cold fear and I felt myself wither under the expert mouth that was still trying to coax a reaction from me.

Someone made a displeased sound and warm breath fanned my ear before I realized his Highness was very close. A warm tongue tickled the shell of my ear and against my protests, my body responded, swelling in the cool cavern of the mouth slowly stroking my reluctant cock.

“What has you so frightened, my little rabbit?” his highness purred and the warm wetness of his tongue flicked out to taste my earlobe. My breath caught but before I could answer as that inquisitive mouth slid the rest of the way down my growing erection. It pulled a small groan from me and I canted my hips, unconsciously angling into that cool mouth.

A soft, purring chuckle had warm breath spilling across the side of my face and I turned to meet cold blue eyes. “Do you like that, my little rabbit? Would you like him to finish?” It was such an innocent question and I was too distracted to realize that there might be consequences. I nodded mutely and only distantly realized that the mask was gone and that I was staring into a face too beautiful for words. His warm breath tickled my lips when he chuckled. He didn’t even say a word and the mouth sliding over my cock attacked the pulsing shaft with more fervor. Every nerve ending in my body fired a moment before cool lips pressed against my own and a hot tongue slipped inside.

The kiss was less demanding than I thought it would be, but more…something. I couldn’t exactly think with his tongue trying to climb down my throat or the mouth suckling at my cock eagerly. I couldn’t think clearly until my tongue brushed something sharp and blood spilled forth. The sweet coppery flavor filled our kiss and suddenly I was fighting to breath around the intensity of it. I was bleeding and the other man was lapping it up so eagerly that I had to wonder if he wasn’t a vampire as well.

I still wasn’t sure I believed. I mean, it could all be some elaborate set up after all. People glued vampire fangs to their real teeth all the time. It wasn’t anything new.

But some warning in the back of my mind told me I was just kidding myself. I ignored that voice and tried to turn away from the bruising lips of my captor. He growled and I stopped trying to struggle. I really really didn’t want to end up hurt because I had refused his kiss.

Something pulled low in my stomach, a curious fluttering sensation that I didn’t recognize until it was spilling over my skin in a hot rush. I arched my back and moaned into the kiss as I emptied myself into the cool mouth still suckling at my cock eagerly. There was a trill of delight from all around us before his Highness drew back, his pale lips stained red with my blood. “Are you satisfied, my little rabbit?” he purred softly and I could only nod as heat spread through my veins like sea foam, leaving me totally relaxed but uncertain.

Now that I could think clearly, something about this didn’t seem right. “What….” I had to pause to clear my throat before I could continue. “What now?” I whispered and an evil little smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Now you return the favor. Perhaps not with that pretty little mouth of yours…but my little minions love a little pain.”

Pain. If it was theirs I think I could deal with it. But if he meant me, I don’t think I was going to make it through this with my dignity intact. I hated pain and had a very low tolerance to it.

Something cold, hard, and slick began pressing against my lower body and my eyes widened a second before the broad tip was shoved inside, past my trembling muscles and into the warmth beyond. The sensation tore a scream from me. I was too tight and not at all ready for it. I sensed a fine tremble go through the cloaked figures around us in response to my scream, at least that’s what I guessed it was from. I couldn’t be too sure because pain was inching its way up my spine and I couldn’t breath as it spread through my abdomen and made my stomach cramp.

The cold pressure stopped for a moment and I bit back a sob as my body gave a painful spasm. The hushed quiet of the room was suddenly split with a soft humming noise and an almost painful vibration raced up my spine and back down again, spreading pain and something a little more pleasant through my body’s nerve endings.

“Oh god!” I heard myself say it but it seemed distant as the cold object was shoved farther inside of my body. They made me take it all, every last painful inch until I could feel cold fingers against my quivering entrance, holding the vibrator in place. At least I assumed that’s what it was.

Something soft and cool was wrapped around both of my thighs and it rode up over my hips before I realized what it was. It was a harness. They meant to leave the damn thing inside of me! I gave a soft whine of protest and felt a sharp slap to my inner thigh, dangerously close to the bite mark that was scabbing over there.

The thought conjured an image of my companion upstairs and my breath caught involuntarily. Someone bumped the end of the vibrator and it struck my prostate. The sensation tore another sound from my throat but this one was far less tortured than the last one. It felt damn good and I hated them for it. A cool hand slid over my cock and I didn’t notice the second toy until it tightened near the base of my shaft.

“Now now little rabbit, we don’t want you to cum too soon now do we?” the warm breath that feathered over my ear made my breath catch and I tried to squirm away from it. But the movement caused the vibrator to shift and it struck my prostate once more. The sensation bowed my spine but this time the ending wasn’t nearly so pleasant. I wasn’t allowed to cum but the pressure built to an almost painful level. I wasn’t as strong willed as they thought I was. I would beg for release before this was over. I just knew it.

The silk tying me down went slack all of a sudden and I was left laying there for a moment before several pairs of hands began pushing at me. After a moment I found myself on my hands and knees. They were attaching some device to me that just looked like a confusing tangle of bars and elastic loops. Only when the whole thing was attached did I realize what they had done. Both of my knees and my wrists were bound tightly in black elastic bands with a pole keeping my arms a perfect shoulder width apart. Another pole was connected to the center of that one and it traveled further down to my knees. It was meant to keep me in place whether I wanted to be or not. It made me wonder what they wanted to keep me in place for.

I didn’t have to wait for an answer to that one. A sharp crack split the air as a smooth leather surface struck the exposed cheeks of my ass. The force of it shoved the vibrator against my prostate and it drew a squeal from me. The sound seemed to excite them for another strike quickly followed the first. My cock twitched and it drew a soft cry from me. I couldn’t cum and the pressure was building again. Dear god, what had I gotten myself into?

Another sharp crack and this time I screamed for them. Too many sensations and not enough outlets for me to take advantage of. “Harder.” came a soft command from somewhere near my ear and the strikes became almost brutal. I knew my ass had to be a bright cherry red by now and it hurt…god did it hurt.

“Please…” I heard myself say it but I’m not sure what I was asking for. A soft chuckle sent warm breath dancing over the back of my neck and a cool hand grasped my chin, turning my head so I was forced to meet cold blue eyes. “Please what, my little rabbit?” he purred and I stiffened.

I didn’t know what to say. What did I want? If I asked would they give it to me? Another sharp crack and I muffled the scream this time. Blue eyes flashed with anger before his thin lips parted to shout, “Harder!” If I had thought it hurt before, it was nothing compared to this. But it tugged at something low in my body and the sound that fell past my lips wasn’t a pained sound. My eyes fluttered open once more to meet pale blue eyes and I saw a cold satisfaction there. “You are learning my little rabbit.” he purred and dipped his head to press a hot kiss to my lips. “Please what?” he repeated quietly and I whimpered for him.

“Harder…” I whispered against his lips and he threw his head back with a laugh. The sound was full and pulled at things low on my body. “You heard the little rabbit. Harder.” He lowered that gaze back to my face, a pleased grin splitting his beautiful features. “You have pleased me this day, my little rabbit and for that I will reward you.” he purred. And in that moment I hated him, I really truly hated him. I never should have enjoyed this and I blamed him for turning my body into a traitor.

“Ten more strikes and then let him cum. I want to hear that pretty little voice of his scream his release for me.” he purred and the sound drew a soft moan from me. I didn’t want to enjoy this, I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction, but the brutal blows raining down on my bare ass were just…too good. I tensed in anticipation of the last few strikes and was surprised to find that the ring around the base of my cock was being pulled away.

There was a pause where the metal devices holding me in place were taken away too and I was left to face the last ten on my own, without anything holding me down. I could struggle and earn more punishment, I could try and escape…but I remained where I was, ass held high in the air, eager to have that leather paddle bruising my already tender flesh. I could weep for my dignity later, right in that moment I wanted to cum too badly to care.

The blows rained down harder than ever before and each of them drove the vibrator deep, grinding it against my prostate until I was screaming from it…and not in pain either. The last strike was almost magical. The crack of leather hitting flesh was loud and it echoed through the room but it was drowned out completely by the sound of my scream as I came. I emptied myself onto the silk beneath me, body tense and trembling with pleasure. I’d never had an orgasm so intense before and it shook me to the core.

I heard voices but they were so distant from me at the moment that I could hear nothing but a quiet jumble of sounds. Hands were suddenly all over me, pulling me back, off of the bed. I don’t recall my clothes being put on my body but suddenly we were making our way up the stairs again and I was clothed. To my horror I realized that the vibrator was still on and it was still inside of me.

I struggled briefly, but I was too disoriented to really put any strength behind it. Time slipped away from me and suddenly I was on the floor of my cell, staring up at the ceiling in a daze. “Rest well my little rabbit. I will return for you again.” came the purring, sultry sound of my captor’s voice but even that was distant to me as I turned over on my side and curled into a little ball.

I wanted to curl up and die as shame swept color into my cheeks. And what was worse…the bastards had left that stupid vibrator inside and I had no idea how to turn it off or remove it.

I closed my eyes and wept, then. I was suddenly too tired to climb up onto my metal slab and I turned and curled against the rusted bars. My eyes snapped open and I found that I was curled tightly against the set of bars that separated my cell from the vampire freak next to me. I might have jerked back but those glittering black eyes pinned me to the spot.

Anger and humiliation swept color back into my cheeks and I wept harder. “You knew they were going to do this to me didn’t you?!” I demanded. I lay there, trembling and crying, cursing his handsome face and the humiliation I had suffered through. “I…I can’t even take it out…” I whispered pitifully and found that I was still disgustingly hard with the vibrator still going inside of me.

“Turn the base of it all the way too the right.” The deep clarity of his voice startled me and I opened my eyes to find him kneeling next to the bars I lay pressed against. I blinked up at him, into that handsomely stoic face, and felt hot tears of shame fall once more. Weakly, I gripped the bars of our adjoined cells and reached behind me to slip my hand under the waistband of my pants and into the tightness of my Speedo.

I found the ridged disk at the base of the vibrator and turned it all the way to the right as he had instructed. The vibrations ceased immediately and relief spilled over me in the form of another wave of tears. I struggled into a sitting position, hiccupping and whimpering when the movement jarred the vibrator still wedged into my body. It ached now that I didn’t have the vibrations to distract me and I knew I must have looked pitiful.

I wanted to curl up in a corner and just die. How could they do this to people? How could they laugh in the face of such humiliation? I wanted to tear the memory out of me, to shred it to pieces. I didn’t want to remember the pleasure they had brought me. The humiliation of it was too great.

I turned blindly to the only source of comfort I could possibly find. I thrust my arm through the bars and offered it to the strong, pale figure on the other side of the bars. “Feed…I know you’re hungry.” I whispered and for once I met those glittering black eyes with no fear. He was the lesser of two evils right that moment and I wanted something other than the memory of those brutes violating my body to hold me when I fell asleep.

He stayed crouched there before me, feral and intimidating, but I didn’t back down. I moved forward another inch and thrust a bare patch of skin at him. “Please…” I whispered and those glittering black eyes turned to my offering. “Just take it…please just take it.” I whispered. I was still achingly hard from the vibrator and I knew without having to ask, that if he wanted to…he could bring me with just his bite. His bite was orgasmic when he was barely trying and right that moment I wanted heat spilling through my veins that had nothing to do with the bastards in the room below me.

Cool, slender fingers closed around my wrist and pulled me against the bars firmly. I closed my eyes and nodded my head whispering, “Yes…please yes..” I tense in anticipation, waiting for him to strike and was startled with his voice instead.

“This will not help.” His breath was hot against my skin as he said it and I trembled against the rusted bars of our cell. “Just do it…” I whispered hoarsely and felt his grip on my wrist tighten before sharp fangs buried themselves into the soft bend of my arm. The sensation tore a small sound from me and I writhed. His growl vibrated the sensitive skin and I was left mewling softly as he drew blood from me in slow deliberate pulls.

The sensation pulled a moan from me and I felt him tense a moment before my body splintered and I came with a shout. He held onto me as I rode the orgasm and distantly I felt him groan against my arm. Who knows, maybe endorphins sweeten the blood…or maybe I’d brought him with my own orgasm. The thought was far more pleasing than it should have been and I found myself smiling in spite of the humiliation I’d suffered only a little while ago.

I don’t remember him finishing but the next time I opened my eyes he was across the room once more, curled up on his thin mattress while I lay against the bars, my arm still between the bars and laying in his cell.

I lay there for what seemed like hours before sleep finally claimed me and I was too tired to resist or crawl onto my metal slab. My last thought before I slipped in unconsciousness was that…I might survive this game they were playing, but the question of my sanity was starting to look bad. Could I survive another session like that one? I hoped so. Because it wasn’t the images of my rape and torture that I took with me into sleep, it was a pair of glittering black eyes and a handsomely stoic face.

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Yay! Well there’s my torture session for you^^ If you’re wondering, no he won’t have to suffer through it again and yes he and his mysterious vampire companion will be escaping together. But first we have to find out who this mysterious vampire really is! Much more explanation in the next chapter! Review please and tell me what you think^^
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