*****
Prologue
Spike watched the commandos sneak through the woods... well, at least they probably thought they sneaked. Thanks to his vampiric hearing he could hear them quite well nevertheless. Carefully he stayed out of sight, knowing they were searching for him. Hostile #17... Hell, he�d got a name, no need to give him a number. He had to suppress a growl as sudden anger flared up. Oh how he�d like to get a hold on one of them, then he would... what? Lick them to death? There wasn�t anything he could do, they had made sure of that. Turning around he left silently, walking back to the watcher�s house. He, William the Bloody, going by the nickname Spike for good reasons, favourite Childe of Angelus the Scourge of Europe... was dependent on the pity the Slayer�s watcher took of him. It was disgusting!
***
Angel stood in the shadows, his gaze following Buffy and the guy who was obviously her new boytoy. Not able to suppress his jealousy he snearled. (What does this boy have anyway?... E.g. breath and a pulse?) Great, now his own mind was arguing against him. (You were the one leaving her, not the other way around... And now you�re angry, because she�s moving on?) Angel knew he had no right to be, but damn... (Yes!) He didn�t want to look at the cuddling and kissing couple any longer, so he just left. The image of Buffy and her new boy kept haunting him though.
*****
Part 1:
Grumbling Spike left through the back door. Buffy had shown up... together with this Rileyboy, who unfortunately happened to be one of the commandos. So the blond had to leave in order not to be discovered. He was hungry, because the Slayer needed to show up just the moment he�d wanted to feed. Animal blood... alone the thought made him shudder. The taste was really... well, better not think about it... But it was the only thing he could have with this damn implant in his head. (As soon as this chip is out of me I�ll have my revenge.) He promised himself. The possibility this might never happen wasn�t further considered.
Angel strolled down the street after he�d watched Buffy and her new boy going into the watcher�s house. (I don�t like that guy.) He thought while wandering down a dark alley. (Only wonder why.) His mind teased him mercilessly. (Oh, just shut up!) Angel grumbled, but didn�t go into the topic any further. Lost in his thoughts he nearly ran into another person who came just out the back door of Giles� house.
"Excuse me..." Angel mumbled, wondering why he�d rounded the house instead of walking away like originally intended. Then he took a closer look. "Spike?!"
"The great poof... wonderful." Spike replied, his voice showing his annoyance. It earned him a slap over the back of his head. "Ouch." He protested more out of surprise than actual pain.
"Watch it!" Angel growled. He wasn�t too happy he�d run into his Childe and he�d be damned if he�d allow the blond to tease him now.
"Right, that�s what I needed in addition to the rest... my *Sire*." The tone he used on the last word was an offense in itself.
Angel decided to ignore it. There was a much more important question. "What were you doing in the watcher�s home?" He asked the younger vampire coldly.
"And it�s your business, because...?" Spike snapped, making no attemt of answering.
"Because I asked." Angel replied calmly, but with obvious threat in his voice.
"I live there." Spike answered, biting his tongue afterwards. Why did I tell him? Because you need to talk about what happend to someone? Crap!
Angel just stared at Spike with shock. He had expected many explanations, but this one really caught him off guard. "You what?" He eventually managed.
"You heard me bloody well." The blond replied. "Listen, I�m on my way to Willy�s, so can we just..." He ended the sentence with a shrug.
This was getting more strange every second. "Willy�s? You�re not hunting anymore... not that I mind, but..." Angel stopped, realizing he was babbling.
"No, of course *you* wouldn�t mind." Spike spat. "I�m sure you�re perfectly happy because I can�t harm a human being anymore. Thanks to that damn chip the Initiative implanted into my head." It was out before he could think and now it was too late to take it back. Lowering his head in defeat he waited for his Sire�s reaction.
"The Initiative?"
"Yeah, some strange guys, playing military." The younger said, fiddling his fingers. Observing the nervous action he grumbled and stuffed his hands into his pockets instead then.
Angel felt the demon within him boiling with rage about what had been done to his Childe... to his property. (How could they dare...) Even his souled half wasn�t completely unaffected by what had happened to Spike. The blond might be annoying, but that didn�t make the thing the Initiative did to him right or at least less wrong. "And they did what?" Angel asked, not quite sure he�d heard right the first time.
"They put a fucking implant into my head that gives me a bloody headache every time I try to feed. Hell! I can�t even hit people." Spike explained his current situation, pacing back and forth in front of his
Sire.
Angel was torn. On the one hand he was glad his Childe couldn�t do any more damage on the other hand he wondered how Spike could live with that. He knew the blond long enough to know the hunting and torturing had always been his favourite occupations. And even though he tried not to care, he did. After all he still was Spike�s Sire, soul or not.
"Well... I... better go now." The younger vampire said, starting to walk down the street.
Surprised by the light wavering in the other�s voice Angel looked up and watched the blond leave. Even though he�d already expected this the slightly slumped shoulder�s and the almost invisibly bowed head confirmed his idea Spike didn�t take this too easily... Sighing deeply Angel followed his Childe.
Feeling his Sire coming closer Spike stopped and turned around. "What?" He barked, still embarrassed he�d told Angel about his neutralized state at all.
"Do you know where to find those Initiative guys?"
"And you need to know that, because...?"
"Don�t play around, Spike. Just tell me."
"I have no clue where the entry to the labs is, but I know someone who works for them." Spike told the other, still wondering why Angel wanted to know that.
"Who?"
"The Slayer�s new boytoy."
Angel thought for a moment. Originally he�d only planned to find out if the chip in Spike�s head could be removed without doing any permanent damage... But this information changed his plans...
Spike couldn�t suppress a shiver at Angel�s malicious smile, that reminded him very much of Angelus...
*****
Part 2:
They watched the commandos walking through the woods, searching for demons and other creatures worth to be locked into a lab. This Rileyboy was one of them... the only question now was how they�d manage to get him without alarming the others... At that very moment the little group did the most stupid thing... splitting up. The humans walked into different directions. Now they had a chance to catch the boy alone...
A predatory grin appeared on Angel�s face. This was perfect. Motioning Spike to follow him he started sneaking after the commando in question.
Riley looked around, searching for something interesting. Suddenly he saw a movement and a flash of peroxide blond hair. (Hostile #17.) Walking carefully closer he aimed at the vampire, ready to paralyze him. Then pain exploded in his head and everything went dark.
Hearing a body hitting the floor Spike moved over to where his Sire stood, the unconscious commando in front of his feet. "Where to?" He asked silently so they wouldn�t be heard, knowing they had to leave quickly now.
"My old apartment." Angel decided. Buffy and the others might perhaps search the mansion for Riley as soon as he was missed, but his old apartment was pretty safe. He doubted they�d come to look there.
***
Riley awoke, fighting the dizziness threatening to overwhelm his senses. (What the...) He looked around, trying to focus on something while dark spots kept dancing in front of his eyes.
"Now look who finally woke up." A british accented voice said mockingly.
Flinching away from the hand that ran over his back Riley eventually realized he was completely nude... and chained upright to the ceiling. "What...?" He started, a confused look on his face.
"Did I give you permission to speak?" Another voice asked.
Head turning around Riley found himself face to face with Angel. Not quite comprehending what the other was talking about he frowned, opening his mouth again, but was backhanded across the face before he could utter a single word.
"You�ve got a lot to learn." Spike mentioned as he stepped into view.
(Hostile #17.) "Wha... How...?" His attemt to bring a meaningful sentence out was interrupted by a low, threatening growl.
The blond made a tsking sound, shaking his head slightly, while his Sire kept on growling dangerously. "You really need to be taught some manners." He summarized.
"I what?" Riley asked incredulously, gasping as his head snapped back under the force of the next blow. "What do you want?" He managed to get out eventually, flinching in expectation of the next blow... that never came.
"Look... he�s learning." Spike observed. "Was about time." He added with a mocking grin, patting the boy�s cheek lightly.
Riley jerked his head away, glaring at the blond vampire.
"Oh... stop that... you�re scaring me." Spike teased not the slightest bit impressed.
Riley just stared at him.
"He told you to stop that." Angel mentioned, one hand clawing in the boy�s hair, forcing his head back.
"You should better listen. He has some... eh... experience when it comes to dominating someone." Spike advised, watching the scene playing.
(Dominating?!) Eyes wide Riley looked at the blond as Angel let go of his hair. He heard a silent growl and dropped his gaze to the floor instantly without even thinking about it.
"That�s a good boy." The younger vampire remarked, ruffling Riley�s hair a little.
Riley glared at the floor like he wanted to burn a hole into it... but didn�t look at Spike again.
*****
Part 3:
"He�s got a nice body." Spike remarked, his gaze running lazily over their captive. "I guess I know why the Slayer chose him." He added thoughtfully.
A silent growl came from Angel as he was reminded this kid in front of him was Buffy�s new boyfriend. "I�m sure we can think of something as well." He mentioned, cupping Riley�s taut buttocks with one hand, kneading lightly.
Surprised and a little shocked Riley flinched, trying to get away from the cold touch.
"Stop that!" The sharp command was followed by a hard slap on one asscheek.
Riley gasped, instictively jerking away. The slap had been hard enough to make the skin burn... The feeling wasn�t all that bad though. Oh, come on... stop that. He told himself, realizing the situation was beginning to arouse him for some strange reason.
"Nice handiwork." Spike said, taking a look at the handshaped, reddening mark on the boy�s behind. "Seems we found a trigger." He mentioned, taking a look at the boy�s slightly hardening cock. "So you like that, huh?" He asked, kneading Riley�s butt lightly, carefully for not to touch the handprint. That might cause the boy pain and his implant was unforgiving when it came to causing humans any kind of pain.
"Now, that�s going to be interesting." Angel said, grinning maliciously.
If Spike hadn�t known better, he�d been sure this was Angelus standing there. This grin... it gave him a shudder but also thrilled him in some way.
Angel moved slowly around the boy, running his fingertips teasingly over Riley�s torso. "Hm... soft skin... and so pale." He mentioned an almost dreamy look on his face. "The bruises will show pretty well for a long time." He added, a look of pure longing in his eyes. "Aww... how I�ve missed doing this..."
Spike just chuckled at the first hints of terror in the boy�s eyes. "Now now, pet. No fear." He soothed Riley. "We�ll start slowly." The statement was followed by more silent laughter.
To his further humiliation Riley found himself shivering with anticipation at those words.
Feeling the slight trembling under his fingertips Angel smiled again, continuing to stroke the boy�s upper body. Eventually he circled one nipple with his index finger, teasing it into a tiny, hard nub. Suddenly his fingers closed painfully around the small piece of flech, pinching cruelly.
Riley�s instinctive sound of pain ended in a moan as his body decided it actually liked the rough treatment, his cock twitching with excitement.
"Like that, huh?" Cool fingers ran down the human�s spine, causing goose bumps. Spike chuckled again as he let his finger�s brush over the crack of the boy�s ass, causing the mortal to unconsciously arch into the touch.
Realizing what he was doing the boy blushed a pretty shade of red as embarrasment washed over him. Certain body parts didn�t seem to share that feeling though.
Angel smiled slightly as Riley�s cock hardened even more under Spike�s teasing touches. His hand moved over to the other nipple, playing with it before twisting it sharply.
Riley gasped, a small whimper escaping him as the pain shot through him. His body didn�t seem to mind too much though, actually it seemed to rather like it.
"Hmm... do you think more pain will arouse him more?" Spike mused, his fingers drawing lazy circles on the boy�s lower spine.
Angel cocked his head a little, thinking about the question. Eventually a small, evil smile played around his lips...
*****
Part 4:
"So... now for the good stuff." Angel mentioned, running the tip of a short riding crop over Riley�s bare back. He grinned as the boy shivered.
"Please..." The human started, but was silenced by Spike�s index finger pressing gently against his lips.
"Shh." The blond almost purred. "No need to rush into things... you�ll have plenty of time to beg later." He added, patting the boy�s cheek.
Swallowing hard Riley tried to ignore the tickling sensation the crop created on his skin. He gasped as suddenly pain flared up as the crop struck.
Smiling faintly Angel continued to draw patterns with the tip of the whip, tracing the single red line across Riley�s buttocks almost lovingly.
The pain vanished, leaving a tingling feeling. Actually this was nice, even arousing to some extend. (Oh come on... you can�t be serious about that last part.) Riley muttered to himself. (Well, actually...) His thoughts were interrupted as the crop came down again, this time across his shoulder-blades. He yelped... half in pain half in surprise.
"Someone is liking this." Spike observed, running his hand along the mortal�s erection, causing it to harden even more. He continued to caress the boy�s erection, laughing silently as Riley tried to rub against his hand to create more friction. "Uh uh." The blond scolded, drawing his hand back.
Riley bit back a whimper of disappointment, gasping as suddenly the crop came down on his back again, harder this time.
"I didn�t give you permission to move." Angel pointed out in a deceptively soft voice. He smiled slightly as the boy instantly went still in his chains. (Seems someone has learned his lesson.)
Spike couldn�t help the wave of arousal that ran through his body. The almost invisible smile, the evil gleam in the eyes and to top it all... that tone of voice... it all reminded him of his Sire... Angelus of course, not the soulfilled wanker. Though, thinking about it, Angel didn�t seem all that poofy right now. "Now that�s a good boy." He said eventually, starting to stroke the boy�s cock again.
Biting the inside of his lower lip Riley managed to remain still this time. He moaned silently, but more out of pleasure than pain as the crop came down some more times, not really hard for some reason. It felt more like teasing actually, though it stung slightly.
"A little pain-slut, are we?" Spike mocked as he felt the cock in his hand harden even more. He chuckled as the boy looked away in embarrassment.
Angel grinned, brushing the crop over Riley�s buttocks. Eventually he rubbed it along the crack, causing the boy to moan and shiver slightly. "Spread your legs." He demanded, letting the whip slip between the muscular thighs as they parted.
Riley made an attemt to press his legs together, but a low growl caused him to stop dead in his tracks. He shuddered both in fear and anticipation as the smooth surface of the crop moved slowly over the sensitive area between sac and anus. It suddenly pressed a little harder against him and he flinched slightly though it didn�t really hurt.
"Aww... what is it?" Spike asked with fake concern while continuing to stroke the mortal�s cock. "Afraid he�ll hurt you?" He gave a mischievous grin, running his thrumb over the swollen head of the boy�s cock.
Gasping at the pleasure that shot through him Riley arched unconsciously into the touch. Then winced as the leather on the tip of the crop slapped a little harder against the sensitive underside of his balls. The burning sensation mixed with his increasing arousal, making it hard to tell where the pleasure ended and the pain started.
"You like that, don�t you?" The blond observed, slightly annoyed about the fact he wasn�t able to add to the boy�s pain. (The sooner that bloody chip comes out the better.) But for now he settled to giving the commando pleasure, since that was the only thing he could do despite of mocking him. And in addition it leveled the way for mental abuse, which was a thing he was still capable of...
Angel slapped the sensitive skin again, grinning as Riley moaned and arched more into the pain than flinching away. (Oh yes, this kid is fun.) His demon drawled and for once Angel didn�t contradict, but brought the crop down across the soldiers back again. Hard. Satisfied he watched the welts rise under his blows.
Riley couldn�t believe he was this aroused. (He�s whipping you for Chrissake.) He mentally yelled at himself. Then every thought vanished as another wave of pleasurable pain washed over his body. His back felt like it was on fire, which only caused his cock to harden even more if that was possible at all.
Seeing the boy was close to climax Spike gave a few good strokes, bringing their captive over the edge.
Feeling another hard slap across his buttocks, Riley came with a strangled cry. He jerked in his chains as an incredible orgasm exploded in his body, causing him to cum all over the blond vampire�s hand.
Smiling faintly Angel stopped the whipping, patting the dazed human�s ass almost lovingly. "Good boy."
Spike looked at his cum covered hand and then at the mortal, his eyes gleaming mischievously. "Lick it off!" He said, holding the hand against the boy�s lips. He grinned as Riley, still in the afterglow of his orgasm, did just that.
*****
Part 4:
"So... now for the good stuff." Angel mentioned, running the tip of a short riding crop over Riley�s bare back. He grinned as the boy shivered.
"Please..." The human started, but was silenced by Spike�s index finger pressing gently against his lips.
"Shh." The blond almost purred. "No need to rush into things... you�ll have plenty of time to beg later." He added, patting the boy�s cheek.
Swallowing hard Riley tried to ignore the tickling sensation the crop created on his skin. He gasped as suddenly pain flared up as the crop struck.
Smiling faintly Angel continued to draw patterns with the tip of the whip, tracing the single red line across Riley�s buttocks almost lovingly.
The pain vanished, leaving a tingling feeling. Actually this was nice, even arousing to some extend. (Oh come on... you can�t be serious about that last part.) Riley muttered to himself. (Well, actually...) His thoughts were interrupted as the crop came down again, this time across his shoulder-blades. He yelped... half in pain half in surprise.
"Someone is liking this." Spike observed, running his hand along the mortal�s erection, causing it to harden even more. He continued to caress the boy�s erection, laughing silently as Riley tried to rub against his hand to create more friction. "Uh uh." The blond scolded, drawing his hand back.
Riley bit back a whimper of disappointment, gasping as suddenly the crop came down on his back again, harder this time.
"I didn�t give you permission to move." Angel pointed out in a deceptively soft voice. He smiled slightly as the boy instantly went still in his chains. (Seems someone has learned his lesson.)
Spike couldn�t help the wave of arousal that ran through his body. The almost invisible smile, the evil gleam in the eyes and to top it all... that tone of voice... it all reminded him of his Sire... Angelus of course, not the soulfilled wanker. Though, thinking about it, Angel didn�t seem all that poofy right now. "Now that�s a good boy." He said eventually, starting to stroke the boy�s cock again.
Biting the inside of his lower lip Riley managed to remain still this time. He moaned silently, but more out of pleasure than pain as the crop came down some more times, not really hard for some reason. It felt more like teasing actually, though it stung slightly.
"A little pain-slut, are we?" Spike mocked as he felt the cock in his hand harden even more. He chuckled as the boy looked away in embarrassment.
Angel grinned, brushing the crop over Riley�s buttocks. Eventually he rubbed it along the crack, causing the boy to moan and shiver slightly. "Spread your legs." He demanded, letting the whip slip between the muscular thighs as they parted.
Riley made an attemt to press his legs together, but a low growl caused him to stop dead in his tracks. He shuddered both in fear and anticipation as the smooth surface of the crop moved slowly over the sensitive area between sac and anus. It suddenly pressed a little harder against him and he flinched slightly though it didn�t really hurt.
"Aww... what is it?" Spike asked with fake concern while continuing to stroke the mortal�s cock. "Afraid he�ll hurt you?" He gave a mischievous grin, running his thrumb over the swollen head of the boy�s cock.
Gasping at the pleasure that shot through him Riley arched unconsciously into the touch. Then winced as the leather on the tip of the crop slapped a little harder against the sensitive underside of his balls. The burning sensation mixed with his increasing arousal, making it hard to tell where the pleasure ended and the pain started.
"You like that, don�t you?" The blond observed, slightly annoyed about the fact he wasn�t able to add to the boy�s pain. (The sooner that bloody chip comes out the better.) But for now he settled to giving the commando pleasure, since that was the only thing he could do despite of mocking him. And in addition it leveled the way for mental abuse, which was a thing he was still capable of...
Angel slapped the sensitive skin again, grinning as Riley moaned and arched more into the pain than flinching away. (Oh yes, this kid is fun.) His demon drawled and for once Angel didn�t contradict, but brought the crop down across the soldiers back again. Hard. Satisfied he watched the welts rise under his blows.
Riley couldn�t believe he was this aroused. (He�s whipping you for Chrissake.) He mentally yelled at himself. Then every thought vanished as another wave of pleasurable pain washed over his body. His back felt like it was on fire, which only caused his cock to harden even more if that was possible at all.
Seeing the boy was close to climax Spike gave a few good strokes, bringing their captive over the edge.
Feeling another hard slap across his buttocks, Riley came with a strangled cry. He jerked in his chains as an incredible orgasm exploded in his body, causing him to cum all over the blond vampire�s hand.
Smiling faintly Angel stopped the whipping, patting the dazed human�s ass almost lovingly. "Good boy."
Spike looked at his cum covered hand and then at the mortal, his eyes gleaming mischievously. "Lick it off!" He said, holding the hand against the boy�s lips. He grinned as Riley, still in the afterglow of his orgasm, did just that.
*****
Part 5:
The feeling of something cool and hard pressing against his ass brought Riley out of his post orgasmic haze instantly. "What...?" He started, instinctively trying to pull away. The sound of growling and an iron grip on his hips stopped him.
After the boy was still again Angel ran his hands over the muscular buttocks in front of him. Pulling them apart he took a look at the small pinkish opening. The sight of it let his cock swell even more. After lubricating his member quickly for his own comfort he placed the head at the mortal�s anus.
Realizing he was about to be raped Riley started to fight in earnest against the chains, desperately wanting to get away. "No... oh God... please no." He begged, continuing to struggle against his restrains, but to no avail. Being whipped and enjoying it was one thing, but this was something completely different...
Spike�s nostrils flared at the smell of human blood as the shackles cut into the boy�s wrists. Stepping closer he brushed his index finger over the red tracks on the mortal�s arms. He sucked the digit clean afterwards, moaning in pleasure at the long craved taste of human blood on his tongue.
Angel didn�t waste any more time but pushed into the tight channel with one strong thrust, causing the mortal to cry out in pain. Grabbing the boy�s hips he started to thrust into the small, probably even virgin passage then.
It hurt. Oh God... Riley hadn�t expected it to hurt that much. His body stiffened as agony shot through him, but his tensing only intensified the pain. A whimper escaped him before he could stop it. He only wanted this to be over... Then the dark haired vampire started to move and hot pleasure shot through his body, mixing with the pain.
Still busy cleaning the blood of the human�s arms Spike revelled in Riley�s obvious pain. (Serves you right for putting that bloody chip into my head.) He thought with malicious delight.
Fingers bruising the boy�s flesh Angel continued to thrust into the mortal. Hard. He�d forgotten how good it felt to fuck a human. The warmth surrounding him... almost hot against his coldness. The sound of the increasing heartbeat. The sweet smell of fear and desire mixed in the blood pumping through the boy�s body. It was all so very different... so very arousing...
Riley moaned low in his throat, but not entirely out of pain. Actually the hard shaft sliding in and out of him started to feel rather good... especially if it hit this special spot. (Oh God... just there...) The pleasure that radiated through his body was so intense he thought he�s see stars any moment now. Pain forgotten he pushed back against the invader, wanting more.
"Ah... now look what a greedy little slut we have here." Spike observed, stroking the soldiers fully erect cock teasingly. (Nice blush.) He thought amused, pumping the mortal�s erection in earnest now.
Despite his embarrassment Riley couldn�t help but push into the caressing hand and then back to meet Angel�s next thrust. Hot pleasure washed over his body in waves, bringing him to the edge of orgasm.
Realizing the boy was about to come Spike stopped his ministration, chuckling at the whimper of protest he received from the commando.
Angel moaned as the mortal started to meet his thrusts, the tight channel gripped him, seemingly wanting to pull him back in every time he pulled out and then it opened again, letting his hard shaft slide fully inside again. It felt too good for him to last long. Buring himself deep inside the slippery warmth he spilled his cool seed with a howl of pleasure.
Feeling the cold fluid flod his ass Riley bucked back against the vampire, his own orgasm racing through his body. (Oh God...) The force of his climax caused him to shudder violently. If it hadn�t been for the chains holding him upright he�d have fallen to the floor.
"What a eager little sex-toy you are..." Spike purred, eyes sparkling mischievously as he patted Riley like a dog.
Hearing the dark haired vampire chuckle behind him the mortal bowed his head in shame. He couldn�t even call it rape, because he�d enjoyed what had been done to him... Feeling the softening cock slipping out of him he felt strangly empty and lonely, hating himself even more for this emotions. Spike was right... He was a slut.
*****
Part 6:
Riley sighed in relief as Angel moved to unlock the manacles. His fingers had started to feel numb a while ago and his shoulders hurt for some time now. Taking his arms down slowly he rubbed his wrists where the iron had cut into his skin.
Spike grinned slightly as the mortal just stood in the middle of the room, not even thinking about trying to escape though he wasn�t chained anymore. Looking at his sire he saw Angel wearing a similar grin. The older vampire seemed satisfied with the events so far and it was quite obvious he was finished with the boy. Spike thought the soldier hadn�t paid nearly enough for what the Initiative had done to him though. But for now he would let the human go.
"You�re a nice fuck." The dark haired vampire remarked, patting Riley�s ass lightly. "In case you�ll ever lose your job your tight ass might earn your keep." He added cruelly, chuckling as the boy blushed deeply, bowing his head in self disgust. Zipping his pants back up Angel made his way outside then, not giving the mortal still standing in the middle of the room a second glance.
***
Riley didn�t move until both vampires had left. Rolling his shoulders to ease the pain he walked towards his clothes, having spotted them in a corner. Pushing any kind of thoughts away he concentrated on the task at hand.
He could still feel the vampire�s cum leaking out of his hole and running down his thighs. Again he pushed it away, determined not to be affected by the incident. Ignoring the sticky liquid on his legs he pulled his pants up and fastened them, pretty much ignoring the stinging pain the welts on his buttocks caused.
It wasn�t like he couldn�t deal with being raped... No, he would just walk out of here and leave it all behind. Nope, no problem there... not at all...
The memory of the hard shaft sliding in and out of him, hitting his prostate with each thrust... He could feel his cock harden again at the mere thought. To be honest he couldn�t really call it a rape. The definition of rape said one had to be forced and unwilling to participate... Well, forced he might have been, but he�d been more than willing to participate in the end.
Shaking his head Riley slid his shirt on, hissing as the fabric brushed over the whip marks on his back. And again he told himself the whole thing didn�t bother him. It wasn�t like anything big had happened. True, he�d have to sleep on his stomach for some time, but he�d been hurt much worse while working for the Initiative. The few scars that might stay wouldn�t be his first.
All in all he was just fine. Yep, just peachy. No problem at all. Nodding silently in affirmation Riley laced his boots. See, no biggy... ready to go now. It really didn�t matter that he�d behaved like the cheapest slut, practically begging to be impaled on a hostil�s cock. Feeling a tear running down his cheek he wiped it away. No need to cry. He hardly ever cried anyway, let alone about such a little inconvenience...
Another tear joined the first and again he wiped it away. Must have gotten something in his eye, wouldn�t cry because of what had just happened, wouldn�t cry because he was nothing more than a whore. See, not crying at all...
More tears started running down his face and suddenly his whole body trembled violently. Falling to his knees Riley sobbed brokenly as the last dam broke, giving way to the self loathing and despair that washed over him.
*****
tbc