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characters does NOT, I repeat, do NOT belong to me and I’m NOT making any money
from this fanfic. This story is only the work of a
FAN (a very poor one actually) that loves the characters.
A/N: “I’ve been a bad, bad girl. I’ve been
careless with a delicate man. And it’s a sad, sad world, when a girl would
break a boy just because she can” (Criminal, Fiona Apple).
I would like to thanks again (and more
specifically this time) people who has been supporting me: Paul, ickybicky, Melon, Jewelled
Wolf, Xeph, Jaden, Myde, chi
no hana, xIreth, Shaerin. Thank you all so much, your reviews and constructive criticism keeps
me going.
Sorry for any mistakes, it’s just that as soon as I
finish one chapter I just want to get it out there so bad.
Chapter 10: I’m
nothing
It was Sabertooth
shift now, he went through the same routine as the other two, seized Kurt away
from Scott and Rogue, after using and beating him threw him back to their
corner. The boy looked terrible, he was all bruised and there was bite marks
all over his body, some of them still bleeding. He was shivering, probably from
a fever, leaning his head against the wall. The three of them hadn’t talked
much after Sabertooth’s turn. They just kind of sat
there.
Kurt’s mind was a mess. To say that it had been
too much, too fast, was an understatement. His world was upside down. He hurt
all over, his backside hurt so much that he was actually relieved that the pain
in his hand was taking his mind out of it, or was it the other way around.
Every little move triggered the worst pain he had ever felt. But that was not
the worst of this situation, oh no, the worst part was that even during the few
hours of peace that he had, he couldn’t get them
out of his head, out of his body. He remembered every bite, every blow, every thrust. Several times when
he saw Marie and Scott dozing off, he just let go and cried his eyes out
silently. He stayed up all through the night, although he was incredibly tired.
He couldn’t sleep because closing his eyes made everything worse, made every
memory much more vivid, his nightmares made him relive every rape. It was hell.
He looked at Marie and Scott from the corner of his eyes, fighting with his
sister and with Mr. perfect seemed something that happened ages ago, and it had
been only last night, before they saw…before they saw…those men…doing that.
Now, he felt in a world apart from them, apart from everyone else.
Kurt put his head between his hands. Nonetheless
last night they had seemed comprehensive, even protective of Kurt. ‘Scott and
Marie were actually nice to me. They were never nice to me before. Scott
actually talked to me’…the conversation had been ok, it had take Kurt’s mind
out of things for a bit.
‘They pity you’ came a voice from somewhere
inside him. That thought hurt…a lot. “Is that why? They pity me”….why wouldn’t
they? He was a pitiful sight right now and he knew it. “I’m less than I was
before, less than myself…I’m nothing but a…” he couldn’t admit it, if he did he was sure he would
be able to hear Wolverine’s laugh in the back of his head. He was sure they
would know somehow, that they won.
Scott looked at Kurt, his conscience had being
eating up at him all night. It made him feel like crap, now that he thought
about it…some hours ago he was making fun of Kurt’s virginity as if it was
something to be embarrassed about…how could he
call Kurt a jerk, when he was the biggest one himself. Marie and him lost their
virginity together, it was a fond memory to both of them; Kurt lost his to a
convict felon who gets off from hearing him scream. Not only that but he had
two other convicted felons flipping a coin to see who would get to be second to
rape him. Kurt would never be able to
forget his first time, but for all the wrong reasons. ‘I feel like such an
ass’.
He glanced at Kurt now and then, the boy looked
pretty bad. Being repeatedly raped like that…and the
boy’s hand, he couldn’t even imagine the kind of pain Kurt was in. Plus he
looked like some inner turmoil was eating up on him.
Sabertooth was dozing off and Scott took the
chance to whisper.
“Kurt…”
It caught the boy’s attention,
he just lazily looked at the young man.
“You’re stronger than I ever gave you credit
for”, that was the truth. Kurt was attacked all night long, he was beaten, mutilated
and humiliated…but there was still strength in those blue eyes.
Kurt, in the other hand, couldn’t believe his
ears. Everything that was going through his mind just blanked. He stared
surprised at Scott, who held his gaze, as to say he was being sincere. Kurt
gave him a small smile. “Took you long enough”.
In this second Logan and Blob came in the room, loud as they
could be. “Good morning little Kurt”
As it was fast turning in to a habit to him
Kurt froze from the sound of their voice. Scott and Marie just glared at them.
“So what do you say we have breakfast
together?” Logan
asked as if it was a simple invitation.
“I’m not really hungry” was Kurt’s reply
“We really have to work on that rhetorical
question thing…Now , let’s go”
Marie choose that moment to say “Er…Logan,
I have to pee”
Scott seeing in this something that could
distract them from Kurt went a long with the girl “Yeah, Logan, me too”
“Logan?
What Am I? the babysitter? That’s Mister Logan for you
brats…Creed will handle it”
And before the kids could wonder who Creed was Logan was already yelling
at his blond associate to wake up.
“Take the brats to take a piss. Blob and I…will
have a little fun in the kitchen”
“Fuck. Why the hell I have to do it?” Sabertooth complained.
Marie regretted her little plan the minute the
nasty man threw her on his shoulder. Scott was just dragged by his shirt. Kurt
watched them go. He wouldn’t bother to trade places with them; he knew no
matter whom of his three captors he was with they would end up finding a way to
abuse him.
Blob pulled Kurt to his feet. The big man could
easily carry him, but they seemed to find it funny how the boy wobbled not
being able to walk straight.
He knew what waited for him; probably they
would want to screw him senseless before breakfast. It was like walking on a
death corridor, the two men accompanied him, casting lustful glances at his
naked body, he wanted nothing but to cover himself, but he thought that would
show how scared he was. His pride spoke louder and he walked as well as he
could, clenching his hands on his sides to avoid his impulses.
‘You’re stronger than I ever gave you credit
for’ he kept reminding himself of what he just heard Scott say. It was almost
unbelievable that the young man would ever use the word strong in a not pejorative sentence towards Kurt, but he did. And
the boy was determined to prove him right.
Easier said than done. As soon as Kurt got to the kitchen
last nights events on the room played on his mind making hard no to dash in a
desperate run. He could almost smell the burnt skin on the room, making his
stomach churn. All the time he kept his eyes on the stove so he would know if
they heated something.
Logan had already noticed that, “Don’t
worry. We’re not burning you…unless we have a reason to”
That scared Kurt. He was afraid not of what
Wolverine had said, but of the voice coming from within himself
saying ‘just do whatever he says and don’t give him a reason’. He wanted to
follow that voice so bad it scared him.
He tried to calm himself. ‘I’ll prove Scott
right’ he repeated to himself. He already knew what was coming, Kurt supposed
he should be used to it by now, but he wasn’t.
“You know” Wolverine’s voice startled Kurt.
“I’m not really hungry…at least not for food. What do you say we try something
new?”, saying that the dark-haired man sat on the
chair by the kitchen table. Unceremoniously he opened his pants and took his
enormous cock out. The boy couldn’t stop stare, he only knew how much pain that
thing had caused him.
“Ride it” was the only thing Logan said looking coldly at the boy.
Kurt took his eyes from the thing up to its owner “Vhat?!”
he didn’t believe his ears.
“You heard it…impale yourself, and ride it…you
know, just like riding a horse” there was a smirk forming on the man’s face.
“I vont” he said with
all his courage.
“Once again: It was NOT a question” Logan’s eyes were
piercing and promised pain.
Kurt couldn’t look directly at him anymore, but
still he resisted although his voice was not so strong anymore, “I v-vont”.
“Give me your left hand” said the man gravely.
Kurt just shook his head, his voice gone.
Logan reached out and took Kurt’s left
hand, although the boy tried to get away the man was faster. Wolverine pulled
the boy’s arm causing him to lean over the man on the kitchen table’s chair.
Yet the boy fought not to stumble or he would be in Logan’s lap. Expressionless, the man pulled
one of his knifes from his pockets. Kurt looked nervously at the blade, cold
sweat dripping from his face.
“You didn’t seem to learn your lesson”. Logan held Kurt’s left
hand firmly flat on the table, the boy’s was trying to stand while leaning over
the man’s legs.
“Now spread your legs and fuck yourself on my
cock” Logan
said dangerously while playing with the blade.
Kurt was crying now, he had to get all his
courage together to mutter the word “N-no”.
“Very well” having said that Logan unceremoniously put the knife through
Kurt’s hand nailing it to the kitchen wooden table. The boy fell to his knees
with a cry.
He wouldn’t know, but his voice was heard all
though the house, causing a little rebellion against Sabertooth
in the bathroom. Scott had already gone
and at the moment Marie was having an excruciating experience peeing in front
of two guys.
Sabertooth tranquilized her in his own sick
way “Don’t worry bitch. The only one I want to screw is your brother”
Scott was at the floor by the man’s feet and as
soon as they heard Kurt’s loud cry, Scott kicked Sabertooth’s
knees and Marie lunched herself over the man. They fought as they could, but
they were bound and soon lost the struggle. It all ended in Sabertooth
beating the both up, but what it hurt the most was that once again they felt
useless.
In the kitchen Kurt was crying his eyes out,
not only because of the pain but because of….everything. Because
of his own incapacity to be as strong as he’d like to be. Logan pulled another
pocket knife out of his pocket and took the boy’s right hand. The boy pulled it
back but the man was stronger.
“Now are you gonna do
it or do you want to have three fingers?” Logan
asked coldly.
‘You’re stronger than I thought’ Scott’s words
came back to him, Kurt cried harder and got up ‘No I’m not’ he thought as he
straddled Logan’s lap. As Kurt did so he heard his captors’ laughter, Blob was
standing by watching the scene and found Kurt’s defeat particularly hilarious.
The boy just closed his eyes.
“M-my hand…” Kurt started but was cut off by
Wolverine.
“It’s staying where it is” said the man “Now on
to the show”
Kurt’s right hand timidly touched the man’s
erection. Slowly, almost as if he was afraid of it (and probably was) he took a
hold of Logan’s
member, raised his hips a bit and guided awkwardly the man’s cock to his
entrance. Tears escaped his closed eyes as he did that, Kurt was betraying
himself by doing so, but the fear was too strong. As he put the tip of the man
in his entrance he began to lower himself slowly, trying to avoid the pain.
Kurt let out a sob as he felt that the cocks head was already inside him, and
worst of all, he was the one putting it in there.
However Logan
wasn’t too happy with the situation. The slug slow motions of the kid were
driving him crazy. The presence of that tight, hot body engulfing/taunting the
tip of his member was maddening.
“To hell with it” the man reached Kurt’s waist
and pulled him down. His actions causing the boy to scream
once more, his eyes slamming open from the intensity of the pain.
Looking down nervously Kurt saw himself impaled completely on the man’s cock.
“Move” said Logan.
“H-how?” he wasn’t playing dumb. Kurt had being
a virgin until those men broke in the house. Even when he was raped he didn’t
do anything himself. Right now, faced with the choice of please Wolverine or endure
the consequences the boy was at loss of what to do.
“C’mon kiddo you don’t have to be Einstein…It
goes like this” having said that Logan, who was still holding Kurt’s waist,
started to lift Kurt’s body and pull it down hard.
It hurt a lot and it surprised Kurt, how strong
Logan had to be
to maneuver him like that? As if he was just a rag doll.
The boy tried to take control, the force of the Wolverine’s movements was
causing the knife to cut deeper into his left hand. However Logan wasn’t patient enough to let Kurt move
at his own pace, so he kept lifting and pulling Kurt down at his own will.
To the boy was a painful pattern of in and out untill the man would eventually shoot his seed inside of
him. To his rapist was an incredibly erotic scene. Seeing Kurt’s beautiful,
fragile face contorted in pain of being violated by a man, being taught where
his place is; his body so thin they could break him without even trying. Straddling
Logan, back
arched in pain, there was no choice to that gorgeous boy but to let them feast
on his, not so virgin anymore, flesh. A piece of his spirit
breaking with each thrust. It was a dark lewd scene and the men were loving every minute of it. They wanted to destroy his
innocence more, they want to mark him deeper.
Kurt was trying so hard to take his mind out of
his reality right now that he didn’t realize Blob’s presence beside him until
it was too late. His face was grabbed and his jaw forced open. It was then that
he saw the fat man’s dick dripping and ready to go into his mouth.
“NO” he yelled trying to shove the man with his
right hand. Logan,
knife still in hand, put it to the boy’s member. Kurt froze.
“Now, let’s be nice to the fat Mohawked man, okay kiddo?” Ignoring Blob’s offended
protests Logan
continued “Did you ever take anatomy in school Kurtie?”
The boy didn’t answer knowing it wouldn’t make
a difference anyway. He prepared for the pain as Logan dragged the tip of the blade from his
stomach to the head of his cock living a bloody trace.
“Let me give you a motivation: suck him off or
you’ll see how it looks the inside of your little dick.”
Kurt knew he didn’t have a choice. Someone
stronger might confront them, take the pain and die with honor. But he didn’t
want the pain and he didn’t want to die, he just wanted his parents, Scott or
Rogue to come and rescue him and make everything go
away. In spite of this he had conscience of his situation; he knew no one was
coming. So, he did what he had to survive, he opened his mouth as wide as he
could so he could take Blob’s fat cock in.
The man shoved it hard on the boy’s mouth. The
smell was terrible as well as the taste, Kurt gagged non stop forcing himself not to throw up, he didn’t want to find out what
would happen if he did.
What a person thinks when being forced by two
men at once? Kurt felt dirty as if he would never be able to be clean again; he
felt disgusted and humiliated; worst of all he felt himself becoming the whore
they said he was. Every time he obliged them, even against his will, he felt
more like a fuck toy them a person, a whore that put out to earn relief from
pain. All this, only to keep himself alive. Why did he
hold on so desperately to life he was willing to go through all this? He didn’t
know.
The tears were streaming down as Blob kept
fucking his mouth. His nose rubbing against the man’s smelly
pubic hair. He couldn’t do anything else so he just kept scratching the
skin of his belly with his free hand as he waited for them to finish. As they
did, he felt the already familiar sensation of being filled with wet heat, his
rapist had cum. A definitely new sensation was when Blob held his head in place
as the man neared his orgasm.
“Take everything slut…this is your breakfast”
Kurt tried to shake his head free but the man firm hand, as well as the massive
erection stuck down his throat kept him in place.
Blob came in his mouth; the boy could taste the
man’s seed, a bitter taste. He looked at the big man pleadingly. Blob’s only
response was the dry order of “Swallow”. So, he did. Kurt could feel his
stomach churning as he gulped the sticky liquid. Logan’s voice, however, caught his attention,
although it wasn’t directed to him.
“I was so anxious to fuck the kid again that I
forgot to go to the bathroom this morning. What about you, Blob?” Logan asked.
The fat man seemed to catch something that Kurt
didn’t, his face forming an evil grin. Kurt looked at Logan the best he could with Blob’s dick
still shoved in his mouth.
“Hold on Little Kurt we’ve got something else
for you” said his rapist smiling. It was then that it hit Kurt. The boy shook his
head hysterically trying to free himself. Using his good hand he tried to get Logan out of him, but the
man’s strong grip in his waist kept Kurt in place. There wasn’t any time to
attempt anything else. The bitter, acid taste of urine filled his mouth, he
could tell Logan
had urinated inside of him as well, his insides were
warm and stung terribly because of the contact of the piss with his internal
wounds. Kurt madly punched at Wolverine’s chest with his free hand.
Blob finally let him go. As
soon as he did the boy puked by the side of the chair. “V-vhy?” the boy cried almost choking.
Wolverine grabbed Kurt’s hair, the boy just
didn’t have any fight in him anymore, anymore, he just looked
tiredly at the man.
“You were right, you’re more then our
whore…you’re our toilet too” he laugh.
It wasn’t an answer, but Kurt was exhausted, he
was so exhausted. He just wanted to crawl away and sleep. It didn’t even matter
if he was filthy and reeking of the men piss.
Logan took his knife out of Kurt’s hand, the boy rapidly cradled it to his chest.
“I know you’re still not satisfied, but would you get out of my cock already?” joked the man. Kurt used
what little strength he had in his legs to slip off of Logan’s member. His knees soon gave out and
the boy fell to the floor with a yelp of pain.
The man looked at his pants “Damn. It leaked
out. You got my pants dirty kiddo…well, I’m going to
take a bath”. Looking at the boy on the floor Wolverine ordered, “Blob, stitch
his hand out with something, then take him upstairs and give the kid a bath…he
is disgusting”.
Before the man could get out of the kitchen he
heard Kurt’s weak voice “V-vhy don’t you let me die?”
The mean smirked and answered “You’re too fun
to die, as simple as that…Ah, Blob, after everything, make him clean this mess”
Kurt finished to himself the sentence he
couldn’t before. He never felt it to be more true than
now. ‘I’m nothing…nothing but a whore’.
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A/N: Now people I don’t know what to do
so help me out…do I kill the bad guys or not?
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