Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Violence plus Sex equals Love ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 7 )

Violence + Sex = Love

 

Chapter 6: Punishment

 

Sister Helen noticed the instant change in Duo from the day before. He seemed more relaxed and less… haunted. She guessed that he had figured out how to deal with what had been bothering him. That night he helped her with the dishes with a bright smile on his face. He smelt strange, almost dirty, but different than just a sweaty smell… she couldn't quite put her finger on it… When she asked Duo about it, he simply told her that it was because he had been running laps in gym class, but something still didn't sit right with her. When dinner came around, Duo complained of a stomachache and went straight to bed. She went to inspect Duo's clothes for any clues of why he smelt strange, only to find that he had already thrown them in the washing machine. She frowned. Something weird was going on with Duo and she would find out what it was!

 

*****

 

In following Heero and Quatre's orders, Duo felt like he always did after taking a long, hot shower; refreshed and clean. He couldn't remember why he had fought them so damn hard, maybe it was just his wild streak, or maybe it was his penchant for denying himself all of the things he wanted most. After watching his mother and Solo die, he had always felt as though it was his fault, somehow and that he did not deserve to be truly happy. But now, happiness had been forced on him. He was not a slut; he had a mind of his own and did not plan to stop his education for the pleasures of sex, but he really didn't see any wrong in it, as long as Sister Helen didn't find out, anyway. He still didn't think he could bear it if he knew that he was willing spreading his legs for two guys. Sister Helen was a tolerant woman, she had to be to run an orphanage, but she was still a nun. He slept better that night than he had the night before that was sure. When dinner came, he had to force himself not to eat anything, remember Heero's words. He had no idea why they wanted his stomach empty, but he didn't care. When Heero had been mad at him, he had felt so empty inside, and he had felt like crying. If Heero told him not to eat anything, he wouldn't. Hell, if Heero had asked him to get a tattoo or dye his hair orange, he would have done so in a heartbeat! Just so the boy wouldn't look at him like that ever again…

Duo pulled on newly-washed jeans with a heavy heart. Unlike the last few days, he was not afraid or anxious. Rather, he was simply excited. He had no idea what Quatre and Heero were going to do to him today and that prospect of the unknown didn't bother him in the least.

 

*****

 

Duo was used to walking the school when it was deserted, though it would always seem strange to him considering how hectic it was with other teenagers there. He liked the quiet and it meant that they had could do what ever they wanted with no interruptions. He was a half an hour too early from the time they had told him to come, but he was too antsy to hang around the orphanage anymore. At least he could just hang out in the classroom and read or something. However, he was pleasantly surprised when he walked into his English classroom to find Quatre and Heero already there, sitting on top of their own desks, patiently waiting for him, and decent sized erections already stretching out their pants; Quatre in tan slacks and Heero in dark-blue jeans. Heero smiled at him and Duo felt his knees go weak automatically.

“Couldn't wait?” Quatre asked with a smirk. Duo nodded energetically, his eyes moving to the large duffle bag that the twins had brought. Heero moved forward and kissed Duo soundly. The boy tasted wonderful, his natural taste with just a hint of mint from his toothpaste and nothing else. Heero reached down and squeezed one of Duo's ass cheeks.

“I don't want to have to punish you. But, I have to do this to know how well you can follow our orders,” Heero whispered in Duo's ear. Duo shuddered as he felt his warm breath ghost over his skin.

“I understand,” Duo murmured soberly. He had fucked up. While at the time he had seriously believed that he was doing the right thing, he had insulted Heero by not doing what he was told. He would do anything to show the Japanese teen that he was worth it. Duo wasn't stupid. Out of all of the people in this school, they had chosen him, one scrawny, plain little boy who had no experience with the real world outside of an abusive father and the microcosm of the orphanage. Heero patted him on the head and when his blue eyes shown with pride, Duo almost cried with relief.

“This is going to hurt,” Quatre warned, opening the bag. Duo shivered a little, silently hoping they weren't going to do something too extreme like hook his nipples up to a car battery or any of the other freaky things he had heard of existed in the S+M world. But, even if they did, he would not run away from them, never again.

“Take your pants off,” Heero ordered. Duo did so, tossing his jeans away from him, not even thinking twice about standing naked from the waist down in the middle of a classroom. But, considering what else he had been doing in classrooms lately, this didn't seem too bad and he had the distinct feeling that by the time this day was over he would be doing a lot worse. Heero smirked as Duo kicked off his jeans, seeing with a great deal of pleasure that the boy had forgone the underwear today.

“Sit down,” Heero told him, pointing to the ground. Duo sat down Indian style. At first, he thought they would argue, that they would want him in a more accessible position, but they said nothing. Duo watched with his heart pounding as Quatre pulled out of his bag what looked like a comically oversized syringe without the needle, a jar of suspicious looking thick white liquid, and a scrap of black cloth with something attached to it, though Quatre put it on a desk chair before he could get a good look at it. As Quatre also pulled out a little bottle of lubricant, Duo looked more closely at the jar of strange, creamy liquid. For a moment he thought that it was filled with cum, but there was no way there could be that much of it. Heero stood in front of him.

“Did you eat anything today or yesterday?” Duo shook his head.

“I just drank water and I went to the bathroom last night,” he placed a hand on his flat stomach, “my stomach is empty.”

“Good, then this won't hurt as much. Just do exactly as we say and you'll be fine. Hell, this will probably feel good as well.” Duo nodded. Heero was shocked for a moment at the blind faith the smaller boy had in him, but he hid it well. He felt bad for having to do this to him, but he still hoped that Duo would find some pleasure in what they were about to put him through.

“This,” Quatre held up the syringe, “is an edema syringe.”

“But, I already told you-!” Duo started to protest but Quatre held up a hand to silence him.

“I know,” Quatre purred, “which is what is going to make this so much easier. You know, enemas have been used during sex for decades. If you do it right, the sensation is really nice in that area. `Course, a lot of people goes off half cocked and end up hurting their partners. But don't worry, we're professionals.” Duo swallowed, a bit nervous, but didn't move from his spot. Quatre caught him looking at the jar of cream again.

“We're not going to shoot you up with enema mixture, since you're stomach's empty, it'll just hurt like hell and give you cramps, kind of like dry heaving,” Duo nodded, realizing that Quatre's running monologue was relaxing him a great deal and he appreciated the blonde telling him what they were doing.

“This cream,” Quatre started to unscrew the jar's lid, “will both relax your muscles and stimulate your nerves.” Quatre brought the jar and syringe over to Duo and kneeled down in front of him. “I'm going to put three shots into you and you're not going to relieve yourself until tomorrow.” Duo shuddered. When Heero had said that they were going to test how well he could follow orders, he had no idea that they were going to do something like this. “And of course, having all of this inside of you will make your anal muscles nice and tight. Now, on all fours, ass facing me.” Duo did wonder what that strange black cloth was for, but simply complied with Quatre's order and didn't ask. He was sure one of them would explain it to him sooner or later. As Quatre spread apart his ass and prepped his with the slick lube, Heero slipped his hand under Duo's black t-shirt and rubbed his back.

“You ok?” He murmured, trying to keep Duo from panicking and tightening up as Quatre filled the syringe for the first time with the thick cream.

“Yeah,” Duo whispered, “I trust you.” Heero was once again taken aback as Duo said you, implying it was Heero whom he trusted the most. He also found that Duo was the most relaxed when he was reminded of Heero's presence. It was oddly humbling. Duo reverted to deep breathing as he felt the short head of the syringe being pushed into his ass. He was given no warning as the cream was shot into him. He gave out a little cry as he felt it pushing its way into his stomach. It was startling and a very strange sensation, like someone was ejaculating a huge load into him. It burned but at the same time it felt really… good. The cream was massaging every nerve in his passage and setting it on fire. Quatre let him rest for a couple of minutes before filling the syringe again. Then, Duo felt the cream start to work. His stomach muscles which had been very tight due to the stress and being filled, loosened and relaxed all at once, making Duo sigh in relief. Then, his nerves started to, well, tingle. He moaned, his already half-hard cock twitching as it grew full. Heero smirked, still stroking his back and reached down to stroke his cock a little bit. The familiar sensation helped him accept the stranger ones enough that when the last bit of the cream filled him his nervousness had left him enough that he found that it did feel good. His stomach was so full it felt like it would burst. Oddly enough, so did his ass, though he knew there was nothing really up there. Quatre giggled a little and patted Duo's hip as he wriggled a little.

“How do you feel?” The blonde asked.

“Hot,” Duo whimpered, “and strange.” Then, there was something in his ass. He cried out as Quatre thrust into him with a pleasured hiss.

“Shit, that is tight.” Heero smirked.

“Can you handle it or do you want some help?” He asked sarcastically as Quatre nearly lost control surrounded with Duo's clenching muscles. Quatre growled at him.

“Oh, shut up, big brother! Just cause you got out a few minutes sooner, don't patronize me!” He grumbled. Then, the quips ended as Quatre ejaculated into Duo. Duo groaned loudly, now actually wondering if his stomach could burst with the liquid inside it now. Quatre pulled out and Heero rolled Duo over onto his stomach. He rubbed a hand over Duo's stomach, which was still flat and tight, but not quite like before. Heero licked his lips.

“You're beautiful, you know that?” He wiped the tears from Duo's cheek and licked them off his fingers.

“Please,” Duo begged, “I can't hold it in anymore. I need to let it out!”

“You can hold it. I believe in you…,” Heero leaned down to whisper, but Quatre still heard his words, “I've never done things like this with anyone else. Just you…” Quatre looked at his brother, a gentle smile on his face. He had never seen Heero like this. Usually it was Heero who was the forceful, violent one, but now he was acting so tender…

Heero pushed Duo's thighs up against his stomach, making the long haired boy groan at the added pressure. It would be so easy to just let it all go, but Duo held it, tried to control his body the best he could because Heero said that he believed in him, so he could. Then, Heero's weight was bearing down on him and his cock was in him and he forgot everything else. Duo came with the first thrust. The cream had made his passage extra-sensitive and Quatre and his coupling had made that even worse. He felt like someone had skinned his insides and he felt way too much. Heero groaned as Duo's muscles clenched around his cock as he came, but he prolonged it was much as he could. Duo was on his last rungs of strength, so he didn't put him through the ringer like he usually did with his fucking. As he came, he pulled himself up at the last minute so he didn't fall on Duo and pulled him with him, bringing Duo into his lap and stroking his hair. Duo panted against his shoulder.

“I can't hold it in,” Duo murmured, “not until tomorrow. I can't sit through class like this… I don't want to disobey you. Please, help me.” Heero smiled despite himself.

“Don't worry. You might not like it, but you won't be able to.” Quatre approached them with the cloth. Duo finally got a good look at it and saw that it was actually a wrap-around piece of underwear, kind of like a chastity belt that latched around the waist. Except, attached to it was a large dildo and a long wire attached to a remote control. The dildo itself was clear white and ridged, 8