Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Crazy For You ❯ Part 1: Is it hot in here, or is it just me? ( Chapter 1 )

Confinement

 

Gundam Wing Hentai #7

 

Pairings: 1x2, 5x2

Warnings: Bondage, bastardized Zechs, Wufei, and Heero, S+M, toys, dark, angst, AU, PWP.

Rating: NC-17

Notes: I'm really hoping to finish with the other plots I have mapped out for this anthology, but it's quite a bit. This is dedicated to the darker aspect of hentai, meaning that there is never a happy ending. It focuses on angst, S+M, bondage, and humiliation.

 

Summary: A routine mission to help arrest a group of thieves and rapists goes horribly wrong.

 

Duo adjusted his uniform again and slid his slim glasses up his nose in a nervous gesture. It was nerve racking being called in front of the commissioner like this. He had only been a cop officially for a week and had done little more than do paperwork. He was twenty-two, amazingly young for a cop, and eager to prove himself. Commissioner Merquise was an intimidating figure, but he smiled warmly at Duo when he walked in so he was sure he was not going to be reprimanded. Merquise gestured to a phone recorder on his desk.

“I have something for you to listen to, Detective Maxwell,” he hit the play button and the office was filled with a slightly nasally voice.

“We have seven hostages. For now, they are safe… well, not in danger anyway. Ready 2 million dollars by three today in cash, unmarked bills. We will contact you later with the location.” Zechs hit the stop button.

“We received a letter shortly after this call including these photos,” Zechs handed him a bunch of high quality photos. Duo paled as he saw that each of them depicted different people, both male and female, completely naked and tied up in various sexual positions.

Zechs sighed.

“Normally, I wouldn't rely on a new recruit for something like this,” Duo blushed but didn't fault his commander for his reasoning, “but they've requested a young officer. All you need to do is give them the money. We will be providing you backup, so don't worry. Do you understand the situation?” Duo nodded and saluted. Zechs watched the young officer leave his office with a calculated look and a cruel smile.

 

Duo walked down the isolated dirt road with a shiver up his spine. The place was desolate and creepy. The woods surrounded him and he tightened his grip on the case of money he was holding. It was hard to see around him and he felt as though someone could jump out at him at any moment. He jumped as a squirrel chattered behind him. He breathed a sigh of relief as he saw the grey rodent run across his path and clamber up a tree. In his relief, he did not even see the Chinese man behind him.

 

Duo woke up in a pose reminiscent of one of the pictures Zechs had shown him. He was suspended in midair by several ropes. His uniform shirt was unbuttoned and they had robbed him of his pants and boxers. There was duck tape over his mouth and his legs were tied in an uncomfortable pretzel-like position, parallel to his chest and away from his body, exposing his ass and crotch. His arms were tied behind him and his bindings were full proof, there was no way he was going to be able to wiggle out of them.

“Oh, you're awake,” a familiar nasally voice said. His captures were only two men, a tall brunette with eerie blue eyes and a slightly shorter Chinese man with black hair tied into a ponytail and slanted brown eyes.

“Looking pretty good like that, officer,” Heero sneered at their captive. He almost laughed when the American glared at him. There was nothing the boy could do; he and Wufei were going to fuck him just like all the others. Wufei plucked Duo's glasses from him and dropped them to the floor where they cracked. Duo made small noises of protest as his vision became blurred. It was worse than being blindfolded; he could make out shapes and colors but could not really see what they were. Heero ran a rough hand across Duo's stomach, up to his nipples, pinching each until they were dark and puckered. Wufei didn't waste anytime lubing himself up and sliding into the young officer's hole. Duo screamed but his voice didn't travel far because of the tape over his mouth. Because of the position he was in, it was far too easy for them to fuck him, all they had to do was thrust upward.

“Tight,” Wufei hissed in appreciating, thrusting in and out of him. Heero ripped the tape off, adding in a small dash of pain to the strange mixtures of feelings Duo was having as Wufei's long cock rubbed against his skin. Duo barely got a chance to breath before Heero was using the ropes to lower him so he was at the perfect length to thrust his penis into his freed mouth. He grabbed at Duo's head and matched Wufei's thrusts. Duo screamed out again as he was roughly lowered onto Wufei's length as the Chinese man sat Indian style with him impaled on his lap and moved his hips in harsh circles into Duo. Heero came and slipped out of his warm mouth, but Duo could only pant in confusion. He was a police officer! He was supposed to have the upper hand here, but the sensations in his ass and cock were too overwhelming. Even if he could pretend that the only thing he felt was pain, he didn't see how he was going to get out of his restraints. Where the hell was his backup?! Wufei's hot come filled his throbbing channel and he was released from the ropes restraining his legs and holding him in the air, but not the ones around his arms. He collapsed on the floor, spent, cum leaking from his abused anus. Heero grabbed Duo's bangs and lifted Duo's head to stare into his violet eyes.

“We're not even close to being finished with you yet, so don't you dare fall asleep. You know, it takes less than twenty-four hours to completely break a person, see?” Heero lifted up Duo's cracked glasses to allow him to see the rest of the room. Here were the seven hostages, tied up and naked, blank eyes and covered in semen and piss. Heero smirked.

“A little bit of fucking and they're practically dogs.”

“You're inhuman!” Duo gasped out. Heero put the glasses on the table, restricting Duo's vision, but he could still feel the others' eyes on him. He blushed at the thought that those poor people had to watch him being raped and he had never known about it. Heero took a large vibrator from the table drawer and shoved Duo onto his knees. Wufei watched with great interest but was content with just watching this time.

“You won't even be able to walk straight when I'm done with you,” Heero jeered, thrusting the toy into the boy's still slick channel.

“Stop it!” Duo begged, wincing as his sore walls were rubbed again, this time by hard silicone. He felt the taller man moving the tool in and out of him harshly, then the next thing he knew, Heero's hot cum was hitting his back and sliding down his buttocks. He slid into darkness.

 

 

“He was pretty good,” Heero said gratefully into the phone. He reached down and petted a brunettes head. With his master's encouragement, Duo continued to lick Heero's hard length from under the desk, his arms straining against the bonds that never left him. “Thanks for everything.”

“Oh, no, thank you for the one million,” Zechs' voice said over the phone. Duo's blank eyes showed no recognition.

“You can do as you please now.”

“Don't worry about that anyway, we'll be leaving in a few hours and we're taking the boy with us.”

“That's fine.”

 

The seven hostages were found the next day. By the time Duo Maxwell was found a week later, he was covered with semen all over his entire body and had already turned mute…

 

 

 

End

 

 

Pleasant, huh?