Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Perfectly Broken ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Chapter 1

 

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Disclaimer: I don't own GW, or any the characters used to create this fic.

 

Summery: A world of pain and suffering is the only thing that Heero knows, but once his world is turned upside down, how will it take to become adjusted to having no one tell him what to do. (NCS-WARNING!)

 

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I've been here for as long as I can remember, not that I can remember that much any more. The smell of disenfectant in the air, the constant beeping and swirling of the machines and the voice that gave me nightmares when ever I got the chance to sleep. He would come after me when he wanted me, use me when he needed an outlet for his pent up needs. I was his to use any way. He was the one who found me.

 

I can remember bits and pieces before my living hell started. I remember a rough face, hard from years of training probably, but his eyes were soft when he looked at me. He used to call me 'kid', but I still don't remember what I called him. I know that he started to teach me things, like how to load a gun, aim and fire. He said it was for self-defense purposes, but even now I'm not so sure.

 

I wish I could remember more, but what ever I had must have faded by now, only pain and agony exist for me now. The leather straps are biting into my skin to prevent me from escaping. He's tied me down to another metal table face down and naked. I can feel him behind me raking his nails down my back, his way of telling me he's going to take me. His modified hand, the claw as I've come to know it as, keeps my thighs from closing as he leans in and shoves his cock in my ass. I don't cry or make a sound, I know that will only bring me more pain.

 

"Such a pretty toy, my perfect solider is now that he has been trained not to speak. You've been good today. You've read all your subjects and did all your homework. Let's see, grammar, spelling, algebra, calculus, several histories of nations..." He goes on and on and each time he says a new topic he shoves into me harder. The pain is unbearable, but I want this to end and I know he'll leave me alone for a while after he's finished. I block out the sound of his voice and the foul smell of his breath until I feel him come deep within me. It burns so much, but at least he lets me clean myself up after he's finished, normally any way.

 

He pulls out of me and slaps my ass for good measure and walks away from the table. I can see from the corner of my eye that he's going to the shower. I let out a small sigh of relief when I hear the water start to pour and the sound of him splashing around as he washes himself. I feel the semen leaking out of me slowly, but I know once he's finished he'll let me go in. Even if it is a cold shower, it's still a shower to me and I want it.

 

He emerges with a towel wrapped around himself and then walks to his room. Wait! I want to cry out to him, but I know he would just ignore me, or worse he'll come back and stick that the thing in me again. It hurt so much when he did that the first time, when I screamed as he took me. He told me he liked to hear me screaming, but he would rather I didn't since the more I screamed the longer he would make me his. My punishment was to spend a full night with a dildo shoved into me, so I would learn how it felt, and learn I did.

 

He always did it dry so it would hurt more and so I couldn't walk well for days. It was to make me stronger he said, but how could doing that strengthen me, I didn't know. The only thing I knew was pain, how to know how to please him when he wanted it, and my studies that I had no choice but to learn. He even made me recite them back to him when I was done. It was my life even though I didn't choose it, I was stuck with it.

 

It must have been hours before he came back and told me to take a cold shower after he let me out of the straps. I was grateful, but I was crusty and sore as I hobbled to the shower and turned on the water. It was frigid and made my muscles cramp, but I just want to be clean again, although deep down inside of me I knew I was already to dirty and filthy to ever truly be clean. I washed my hair and body as well as I could then grabbed a towel and began to dry myself off.

 

"You may return to your room now Heero. I'm done with you for today. Make sure you study your books for tomorrow and be prepared for a test at one o'clock sharp."

 

"Yes, J."

 

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