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Betraying her to save her	By : Tennoda Category: Transformers > Transformers: Prime Views: 6240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Betraying her to save her
- 1
“Stop your useless struggling, it’s over!”
Starscream’s shrill voice echoed in the base, but Dawn didn’t listen, instead releasing another hail of metal shrapnel at the bunch of Decepticons. Optimus wasn’t far from her, blasting his cannons. There was a considerable number of fallen Vehicons that had served their purpose as cannon fodder, but more were coming and Dawn was getting tired.
“Destroy the ground bridge!”
“No!” Dawn shouted alarmed by the Seeker's command, quickly sending a wave of energy to push back the advancing drones. They couldn’t lose the ground bridge. Not with everyone still in Antarctica. The Decepticon attack couldn’t have come at a worse time.
“What’s the matter?” Starscream sneered. “Your friends not in a good place? Too bad.”
They knew. Dawn looked to Optimus for instructions. The Autobot leader stopped shooting and the Decepticons seized their attacks as well. For a moment, everything was silent.
“It seems you didn’t fail me this time, Starscream”, a cold, raspy voice drew their attention as a large, silvery mech had just emerged from a swirl of green light. “How unexpected.”
The grinning Seeker ignored the jab and gave a mocking bow. “Everything went according to plan, master.”
Dawn’s breath caught in her throat for a second from the sight of the huge warlord. It was the first time she had ever seen Megatron that close and he was indeed imposing and downright terrifying. He looked around almost casually, inspecting their base, before turning his optics at Optimus.
“What will you do now? You’re outnumbered and the rest of your fellow Autobots’ lives are in my hands. You know they won’t make it without that ground bridge.”
Dawn didn’t know what the Autobot leader was thinking, but it took a while for him to answer and what he said, shocked her.
“I will surrender peacefully if you leave everyone else be.”
“Optimus, no!” Dawn protested in horror, to no avail.
“And why would I do that when I could just get rid of all of you right here and now?”
“Not without a fight that would end up costing you dearly.”
Apparently Megatron had suspected as much, since he stopped to contemplate something. Starscream on the other hand was more enthusiastic.
“Big words, but I seriously doubt you can back them up.”
He wasn’t too far off. Their energon reserves had been alarmingly low for a while already and more importantly, there was no help coming. It was just the two of them and she wouldn’t be able to protect the bridge for long. Of course if it was destroyed, she would use every last bit of her strength to make the Decepticons pay.
The Seeker gave a sadistic smirk and aimed his weapon at the ground bridge. “I say we get this over with.”
“You do that and you’re scrap metal!!”
The sudden threat surprised everyone, including Dawn, since she had screamed it before even realizing it herself. Now she had everyone’s undivided attention and that made her heart pound very nervously. She didn’t know what to do, so she held desperately onto her anger, glaring at the sleek flyer.
“You hear me?! Leave it be or you’ll find out exactly what my powers can do when I’m angry.”
Dawn hoped she didn’t sound as scared as she felt. Before she could continue, Optimus appeared next to her and pushed her behind his back with a warning look that was clearly telling her not to draw any more attention to herself.
Her eyes drifted past the tall Autobot, finding Megatron’s red optics studying her intently. A shiver ran down her spine and she fought back the childish urge to press against Optimus’ back.
“Tell me, Optimus...” the menacing Decepticon spoke lightly in a pondering tone while keeping his optics fixed on Dawn. “How powerful is she really? You’ve kept her hidden well until now.”
Dawn was doing her best to endure the cold, calculating gaze, but soon she had to avert her eyes. She didn’t see Optimus’ face as he replied, but there was no mistaking he sounded angry.
“She has nothing to do with any of this, so forget about her. Will you accept my surrender?”
“You can’t do that!” Dawn interrupted them and stepped to the Prime’s side, pleading him desperately. “We can fight…”
“Stay out of this, Dawn!” Optimus snapped harshly.
Dawn flinched and lost her words, startled by the loud voice as well as the fact that the red and blue mech had never been angry with her. She couldn’t help, but feel hurt.
Megatron chuckled, which didn’t make him seem any friendlier. “Dawn… Isn’t it obvious he’s trying to protect you? He doesn’t want me to take an interest in you.”
Dawn felt uneasy hearing her name so deliberately spoken by the warlord’s gruff voice. She feared he was already planning something for her. Apparently Optimus shared her worry, since he quickly kept demanding an answer.
“What’s your decision, Megatron?”
“No.”
“What?!”
“I will not accept your surrender.”
For a brief moment, Dawn felt relief. So they would have to fight. They still had pretty much no chance, but it was better than sacrificing Optimus. The said mech, however, seemed almost desperate to do just that.
“It’s me you want, leave them…”
“I want her.”
During the following shocked silence, Dawn’s heart skipped a beat. He wanted… what? Then Optimus’ enraged voice boomed, snapping her out of her stupor.
“NO!!”
Dawn’s eyes darted between the two powerful mechs, the reality of their situation seeping through into her consciousness. Was she now the only one who could save them? By trading her own life for theirs?
She could hear the sound of her blood rushing in her ears as fear made her body fill with adrenaline. She had been ready to fight, but willingly giving herself up to a possibly brutal end…
“I will have her”, Megatron continued calmly. “Or I will have each and every one of your sparks.”
He gave a curt nod to his second in command, who grinned maliciously and raised his arm to attack the bridge again. Before anyone could move or even shout, the Seeker and every Vehicon near him flew backwards, slamming into the wall hard.
“You can stop that”, all of Dawn’s earlier defiance was gone as she spoke meekly, slowly lowering her raised arm and ignoring the weapons now aimed at her. “I’ll do it.”
“No you won’t!” A large hand shot out and grabbed her wrist.
Dawn looked up at the wide and alarmed optics of Optimus. A sad smile flickered on her lips. “I don’t think you get to say that when you were doing the same thing just a minute ago.”
“I won’t let you. This wasn’t even your fight to begin with.”
“Optimus… I owe you guys so much. I wouldn't even be alive without you. This is my chance to pay you back. Besides, you’re needed; you can’t just throw everything away. It’s fine…”
“This is far from fine! You can’t trust him!”
“What choice do we have? We can fight, but you know as well as I do that it’s not going to end well.”
“Are you two done soon?” Megatron interrupted them impatiently. “I’m starting to tire of your indecisiveness.”
“Yes”, Dawn didn’t take her eyes off the tall mech next to her as she offered him an apologetic smile, mouthing ‘love you’ and gently used her powers to pry his hold on her wrist loose. The look of anguish on his face plates broke her heart, but she really had no choice. Turning away, she walked towards her doom.
Halfway there Dawn stopped, noting that Soundwave had moved to stand closer to his master. Suspicious bastard. Though maybe for a good reason. Had she been sure she could take the tyrant out, she would’ve. Starscream was back up too and glaring at her vengefully.
“Withdraw your troops first”, she demanded shakily.
“Why of course”, Megatron gave an insincere smile and a dismissive wave with his hand. “Only Soundwave will remain here with me.”
Dawn didn’t trust him for a second and felt a lot easier when there were only the four of them left. Even Starscream left, though clearly grudgingly.
“Now, for your part of the deal”, Megatron sounded pleased, like a cat playing with a cornered mouse.
This time Dawn didn’t turn to look at Optimus. She had trouble controlling her fear and she didn’t want him to see it. She moved the rest of the way keeping her eyes on the floor, stopping a few meters away from the Decepticon leader.
She heard the heavy thumps as Megatron stepped closer and felt her skin crawl when his massive, angular feet stopped right in front of her. A metal hand grasped her chin firmly, tilting her head up.
Dawn was paralyzed. Up close he was so impossibly big, even bigger than Optimus. She was well aware how frail she was in comparison and how easy it would be for the strong mech to end her existence. Judging by the sharp-toothed grin he flashed her, he was seeing and enjoying her obvious fear.
“Well, well… What to do with you?”
Dawn didn’t dare to move a muscle, let alone say something.
“Soundwave.”
The silent Decepticon came closer, already anticipating his master’s will. From the corner of her eye Dawn saw him deploying one of his tentacle-like feelers and immediately jerked.
“Stay still”, Megatron ordered, gripping her chin tighter.
Dawn had no choice, but to let the metal tentacle snake its way twice around her body, pinning her arms tightly to her sides. Dawn was on the brink of panicking.
“What do you want with her?” she heard Optimus demanding angrily.
Megatron moved his grip from Dawn’s chin to her shoulder, turning her around. Dawn couldn’t keep from cringing as the sharp-tipped claws squeezed too tightly.
“Shockwave would’ve no doubt been eager to study her powers”, the Decepticon leader spoke casually, though there was nothing casual in what he said next. “But unfortunately taking her back into the ship when she possesses such destructive abilities is out of the question.”
Dawn’s eyes widened as the feeler’s hold around her got tighter, constricting her mercilessly. Her mouth opened in pain and terror, but no air got in. She could only watch as the same terror reflected from Optimus’ optics.
“Stop!! Don’t do this!” The Autobot leader raised his cannon in desperation.
“Just shoot”, Megatron dared him, clearly enjoying their distress. “You should end her suffering, if you can.”
A pathetic, strangled noise managed to escape Dawn as the tentacle kept squeezing the life out of her. Optimus couldn’t do anything.
“No?” Megatron mocked, releasing Dawn’s shoulder. “That’s too bad for her. Do what you want with her, Soundwave.”
For a few seconds, the hold loosened slightly and Dawn greedily drew in some much needed air. Her breath quickly turned into a gasp as she was raised into the air and slammed into a wall. The impact forced the breath out of her again and almost knocked her out.
“Dawn!!”
She couldn’t answer Optimus. Being allowed to breathe meant that she could scream now too and Soundwave made her do just that by releasing strong electric pulses through his feelers.
“STOP!!”
Dawn saw through the cloud of haziness and excruciating pain that Optimus was charging towards them. That was all she saw before Soundwave flung her around again, this time slamming her to the floor. Pain exploded in her head. She barely registered the end of the feeler latching onto her neck, its sharp edges cutting the skin.
Dawn couldn’t see it, but she knew Optimus had stopped, no doubt realizing she would be killed if he didn’t. But she would be killed anyway.
“Open… the bridge”, she struggled to speak, letting out a small whimper as the tentacle around her tightened warningly.
“She’s right you know”, Megatron stated calmly. “Your friends don’t have much time before the cold gets them.”
Optimus’ voice was filled with bitterness. “You’ll kill her as soon as I activate the ground bridge.”
“Yes”, there was no need for the Decepticon leader to lie. “Do what you want; the end result will still be the same. But take all the time you want. We’re not in a hurry here.”
“Just do it…” Dawn begged, crying out weakly when the feeler left her neck and attacked her shoulder, digging into the soft skin.
“W-wait!” Optimus shouted; the single word a mix of desperation and, strangely, hesitation. “You… you don’t have to kill her…”
What? Dawn was confused, unable to tell what the Autobot leader was planning. There was nothing he could do. Unless…
“I know how her powers can be taken away.”
Dawn was suddenly fully awake, her eyes widening in absolute fear. “No!”
“I’m sorry, Dawn…”
“No! You can’t do that to me!”
“I can’t let you die.”
“Optimus, don’t! Please! Please, don’t say it!”
“Will you let her live if her powers aren’t a threat to you?”
The question was aimed at Megatron, who to Dawn’s horror seemed to be very interested in what Optimus had to say.
“I might”, the warlord mused, signaling something to his TIC. “Depending on what you tell me.”
Dawn was lifted back up and her torment seized for a moment. The physical torment at least. She threw a furious look at Optimus, shaking her head.
“Don’t you dare…”
Optimus averted his optics, looking guilty, but determined. “She temporarily loses her powers…”
“Don’t!!”
“…after interfacing.”
Silence.
Then Megatron started laughing.
Dawn closed her eyes, lowering her head. No, no, no… Why? How could he?
Eventually the warlord’s raspy laughter died down to dark chuckling. “You can’t be serious? How… interesting.”
For the second time Dawn felt the sharp claws under her chin, forcing her to meet the crimson optics.
“Is it true?”
Dawn gritted her teeth, not answering.
“I didn’t think you’d say anything. That doesn’t matter. We can confirm it right here. Optimus won’t mind, right? After all, he intentionally gave away your secret.”
Confirm it? A cold feeling of dread filled Dawn. Here? They… they were really going to...? Suddenly her head felt really light. She knew she was panicking, but she couldn’t calm down. She couldn’t even fight. Did Megatron… was he going to…? No… he was simply too big… right? Oh god…
“Just one thing…” Megatron spoke to Optimus, but kept his focus on Dawn, an amused smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth as he made her shudder by stroking her face with one huge claw. “How did you happen to come across this little piece of information?”
“That’s inconsequential”, the red and blue Autobot protested sternly.
“Did you two frag?”
The straightforward question made Dawn’s face twitch and cheeks catch a tint of red. Even Optimus hesitated a split-second. “Th-that has nothing to do with this.”
“On the contrary”, Megatron flashed his sharp teeth in the most intimidating grin Dawn had ever seen. “I would very much like to know if she is accustomed to bigger mechs.”
Dawn jerked her head to the side, pulling free from the hold of the large hand. She felt sick.
“Still not going to say anything?”
Dawn expected to receive a punishment for her refusal, but instead something else happened that scared her even more. Long, sleek fingers closed around her hips.
She flinched, every fiber in her being telling her she needed to get away. She hadn’t agreed to anything like this! But she had no choice now. Besides, what could she do anyway? With Megatron standing right in front of her and Soundwave right behind her back, feeler wrapped tightly around her, there was not much she could do even with her powers in that state.
Too nimbly the harassing fingers found their way to the button on her jeans, undoing it. Dawn felt her heart pounding like crazy in her chest.
“No… please don’t do this…” she barely managed to whisper.
Her pants were removed, proving how futile her pleading was. The tentacle-like appendage tilted her backwards, setting her on her back on a nearby medical berth. She could’ve turned her head to see Optimus, but she didn’t want to see him. He wasn’t saying anything either.
Dawn squeezed her bare legs together almost convulsively to keep the inevitable from happening. Her shallow breathing got a lot quicker as she saw another feeler creeping over her shoulder and towards her legs. Several wires emerged from the end, making her struggle in disgusted fear.
Of course it didn’t help. The tentacle gave her a harsh shock and forced its way between her legs, wrapping around one and then the other leg, pulling them apart easily. Dawn felt the thin wires searching their way around her thighs, heading slowly towards the place she desperately wanted to keep them away from. She turned her head to the side, holding back tears.
Then she felt a small sting of static and let out a surprised squeak.
“W-what… what are you…?” she flinched as another shock went through her thigh. She wasn’t sure what the silent Decepticon was doing, but she didn’t like it one bit. It didn’t really hurt, but it made her jump and feel uncomfortable.
The mild static surges kept coming, making Dawn squirm. Soon, however, she realized something that made her struggle harder again. Soundwave wasn’t even trying to hurt her.
He was trying to arouse her.
“No!” She shouted, the horrifying realization hitting her suddenly.
The thick tentacles didn’t relent, keeping her helplessly in place. The wires continued teasing her, moving to her nether regions.
“Please… stop!” she begged breathily, gasping as a wave of stimuli assaulted her at once, awakening feelings she immediately tried to repress.
“Don’t try to fight it”, Megatron’s casual tone made a mockery of her situation. “This will just be more painful for you if you do, and I’d prefer not to damage you too badly right away.”
“I d-didn’t ask for any of this!” Dawn’s defiance would’ve been a lot more convincing had her voice not been so shaky and had she actually dared to look at the Decepticon leader. “This wasn’t the deal… I… I’d rather you just kill me.”
“Kill you?” Megatron chuckled gruffly. “And why would I do that? If what Optimus said is true, you’ll be much more useful to me alive.”
Dawn tensed up, biting her lip to keep silent as some of the wires slithered to her entrance and tentatively dipped in. She was so engrossed in the mortifying experience that she didn’t notice the warlord moving until he was next to her, leaning down over her. Suddenly the blood red optics were right in front of her face, catching her eyes with their burning gaze.
“Besides, I won’t deny it…” Megatron flashed a wicked grin. “I’m going to enjoy making Optimus watch while I defile his beloved human companion.”
Dawn couldn’t look away. She couldn’t get away. She couldn’t even stop herself from shaking. More wires penetrated her with swift thrusts, all caution completely forgotten. She could feel them moving everywhere inside her, prodding and exploring for sensitive spots. A faint whimper of disgust escaped her.
“Come now, no need to be shy”, Megatron rumbled softly, though it didn’t do anything to soften his predatory expression. “I already heard you scream; now let me hear you moan.”
Not missing his cue, Soundwave started emitting continuous static through the wires. Dawn drew a sharp breath, writhing feverishly in a vain attempt to escape the forced sensations that were quickly making her body heat up. She was having trouble controlling herself, but a quick glance at the smug look on Megatron’s face plates infuriated her enough for her to grit her teeth and stay silent.
The massive Decepticon leader raised a metal brow quizzically. “Why do you resist? I am doing you a favor here. Believe me, I can make this far more unpleasant for you. Just let go, it’s only a matter of time before Soundwave finds out exactly how to push your buttons.”
As if to prove his point, the TIC began switching between lightly massaging and near painful shocks, stimulating her soft flesh from the inside as well as outside. Dawn squeezed her mouth shut, squirming tensely and breathing quickly through her nose, but lost the battle when one of the slithering wires found a certain little nub above her opening and gave it a strong pulse.
“Aahhh...” Dawn’s head fell back and her mouth opened in an unintentional moan. From her upside down perspective she caught a glimpse of Soundwave as impassive as ever in his blank visor, tilting his head curiously.
No, no, no, no, no! Don’t let him figure out what caused that…
Unfortunately Dawn’s fears came true. More static electricity focused on the same, overly sensitive spot, drawing out more breathy sounds and hopeless struggling from her. Blushing deeply she turned to face away from Megatron, only to see Optimus still in the same place. The Autobot leader was standing there frozen; hands balled into tight fists and optics blazing with desperation and barely controlled fury.
Their eyes and optics met for a brief moment, then Dawn had to turn her head away from both large mechs. She couldn’t stand the thought of Optimus seeing the humiliation she was being subjected to.
Megatron didn’t allow her the relief of looking away, grasping the back of her head roughly with his large hand to make her face him again. No matter how much Dawn would’ve wanted to maintain her composure, she couldn’t stop the pressure from the feeler’s constant teasing building up within her, nor the frantic gasps and moans that escaped her as a result.
“Almost done already, I see”, the cruelly smiling warlord mused. “Isn’t Optimus taking care of your needs properly? Or is this situation actually to your liking?”
Dawn was panting heavily, her head swimming from the pleasurable onslaught she couldn’t escape. It was driving her crazy, being forced to stay still while trying to ignore the wires working inside her. She couldn’t even form coherent thoughts anymore.
“Can’t even say anything anymore? Did you give in?”
Dawn wanted to tell the sharp-toothed demon to go frag himself. She couldn’t. Her body twitched and her mouth opened in another sharp gasp, and right after, the hold on her head tightened and the warlord’s face came to hover over hers.
“Are you ready for me, then?”
With that, Megatron pressed their mouths together in a vicious, possessive kiss. Dawn had never felt so helpless, being mercilessly ravaged by the two Decepticons, and the worst of all, actually wanting more. Her whole body had betrayed her and was now alight with desire, craving so badly for more contact.
She could feel Megatron grinning as she continuously moaned into his mouth. She was drowning in pleasure, her brain barely registering the large hand joining the feeler that was so sweetly and abusively tormenting her.
A pointed, thick claw pushed into her and Dawn let out a muffled cry. She couldn’t stop her hips from jerking upwards against the intruding digit, trying to get it to go deeper. The Decepticon leader ended the bruising kiss with a quick bite to her lip, drawing out a small trickle of blood.
Dawn hardly noticed it, breathing erratically as the static shocks combined with the metal claw’s slow back and forth motion. All she could think of was begging for it to move faster.
“Please…” she whimpered hazily before even realizing it. “Please… just…”
“What?” Megatron purred, stilling his finger completely to Dawn’s displeasure. “If there is something I can do for you, do tell me.”
The mocking tone didn’t go unnoticed even in Dawn’s current, highly aroused state, but she found it hard to care about it or anything at all for that matter. She just. Wanted someone. To fuck her senseless.
“Do you want more of this?” Megatron asked hoarsely, adding a second digit to stretch her further, but still didn’t move them.
Dawn was panting and moaning heavily.
“Well? Do you?”
“…Y-yes...” her voice was hardly more than a whisper. She didn’t see the grey Decepticon glancing at Optimus with a victorious grin.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that.”
This time Dawn’s reply came more as a desperate sob. “Yes!”
She couldn’t take it anymore. Every time the electric stimulation took her to the brink of release, it stopped. And continued just to stop again, prolonging her torment indefinitely. She was dripping wet with arousal, the flesh between her legs throbbing almost painfully with need.
Then finally the metal fingers thrust deeper into her warm folds, beginning a steady rhythm that quickly increased in speed. Very soon Dawn could feel her orgasm nearing again.
Her moans grew louder and more frantic and her head thrashed from side to side in unbearable desire. Predatory, red optics stared at her intensely, following her every movement, every expression.
With a desperate cry she came, her body tensing and back arching from the overpowering sensation. The digits still kept pumping, dragging out the explosion of pleasure for as long as possible.
When it eventually died down, Dawn closed her eyes and fell limp and panting on the medical berth, still uncomfortably wrapped in the hold of one of the tentacles. The good feeling vanished a lot quicker than it had taken to build up and suddenly it hit Dawn what had just happened.
Her eyes shot open and shame unlike anything filled her.
Megatron laughed, seeing the despair in her expression. “What’s wrong? Don’t try to tell me you didn’t enjoy that. I think it’s quite clear to everyone here that you did.”
Dawn got a cold feeling of dread, and it wasn’t because the thick claws were still slowly flexing inside her. It disgusted her, but not as much as knowing how quickly she had given up to the Decepticons’ administrations. And Optimus had witnessed everything, staying silent the whole time. No matter how much she wanted to see a friendly face, she couldn’t look at him. She didn’t want to see the disappointment in his optics.
“Dawn…”
The deep voice startled her.
“Listen… You did nothing wrong.”
Dawn gritted her teeth not to break out sobbing; trying to fight back the tears that threatened to emerge. She didn’t want to hear anything Optimus had to say, partly because it was his fault, partly because she felt she indeed had done something very wrong.
“You’ll thank me soon”, Megatron withdrew his digits, casually inspecting the translucent substance on them. “Now that you’re properly prepared, the next phase will be a lot less painful for you. Though I can’t promise there will be no pain.”
The last thing the warlord said with a self-satisfied look, clearly not opposed to causing her pain. Dawn stared in disbelief at the massive figure looming over her, confused about his intentions.
“What… b-but I… I’ve already lost my powers.”
“It’s true, Megatron!” Optimus’ voice boomed hastily. “You don’t need to do anything else!”
“Come now, Prime”, Megatron chuckled, baring his sharp teeth in a crooked grin. “Did you really think I would make it that easy for either of you?”
Dawn felt her blood run cold. She flinched as the wires suddenly retreated, leaving her empty. Both tentacles loosened their hold and slithered back to the silent spy master. She was free to move again, though her relief didn’t last for long.
Before she could even think of getting up, Megatron was standing over her, feet on both sides of the medical berth. Dawn tried to scramble away, but was quickly pulled back by her ankle. Her eyes widened and a fearful whimper escaped her.
The Decepticon leader hovering over her had retracted his crotch plating, presenting her with his enormous, half-pressurized spike.
“No! Please! No!” Dawn cried out in absolute terror, kicking furiously at the large hand gripping her foot. He was crazy! There was no way they could do it! Optimus was big, but he had always been careful with her. Megatron was even bigger with a heavier build and with no interest in her well-being. He would tear her apart!
“If you still have any of your powers...” the evil tyrant got down on the berth on one knee and leaned his massive form closer to her slender body, grabbing her forearm and bringing her hand to the Decepticon insignia on his broad chest. “...Now would be a good time to use them.”
There was nothing Dawn could do. Her powers were gone and wouldn’t be coming back for a while. Her hand shook against the hard metal.
“Nothing? Or are you holding back on me.”
The grip on her arm tightened, squeezing until Dawn was screaming in agony.
“You really can’t do anything, can you?” the cruel warlord released her arm and Dawn pulled it against her chest protectively, rubbing the quickly appearing bruises. The heavy hand reached to trace the side of her face with its sharp metal claws, gliding down over her chin and to her neck.
It was ridiculous, the sheer difference in their sizes. Dawn felt like she was vanishing under the giant arm. She didn’t want to think what would happen when the massive Decepticon would eventually lower himself on her and try to ram that monstrous thing inside her.
The hand on her neck pressed down and Dawn let out a choked squeak as her air was suddenly cut out. She struggled under the weight, kicking wildly and pulling at the hand choking her. Her panicked flailing did nothing to move the mountain of metal and her vision began fading quickly. Though, not quickly enough for her to miss the continuous hand movements as the warlord kept pumping his member to full length. Through the deafening sound of blood rushing in her ears she heard Optimus shouting again, but dark chuckling interrupted him.
“How about it, then?” Megatron watched her suffering with burning, lust-filled optics. “Shall we get started?”
Dawn was barely conscious when the Decepticon leader released his hold on her. She inhaled loudly and greedily, bursting into violent coughing. There wasn’t any time to recover, though, as the large hands caught her hips, roughly pulling her further under the massive frame.
“W-wait!” Dawn croaked with a broken voice, crying out in terror when she felt something hard and thick pressing against her narrow opening. Megatron only grinned at her fear and desperate struggling before ruthlessly shoving his spike inside her, penetrating her almost all the way at once.
Dawn immediately tensed up and screamed, hands futilely pushing against the crushing weight on top of her. Her breathing as well as the pained sounds escaping her came out erratic as the huge spike forced its way deeper.
It was probably the ‘preparation’ Dawn had received that saved her from any serious damage. She was wet and slick and already stretched by the thick digits, so amazingly she only suffered minor tears. Still, it was far from painless.
It didn’t take long for Megatron to bury himself all the way inside her, ignoring her panicked sobbing and cries. Dawn whole body was shaking violently. She couldn’t take it, she just couldn’t…
Then, just for a moment, the horrible pressure eased as the large mech pulled almost out of her.
“P-please…” Dawn whimpered faintly, unable to say anything more when a brutal thrust elicited another high-pitched scream from her. Oh god, he didn’t even give her time…
“Are you… satisfied… with your decision… Optimus?” Megatron gloated, punctuating his sentence with deep thrusts.
Dawn couldn’t focus on anything besides the hard spike pushing through her too tight walls again and again. It hurt from the inside as well as outside, having the weight of the massive frame relentlessly pounding her into the medical berth. The pace was still slow, but each move of the Decepticon’s hips came with bone-jarring force.
The merciless abuse continued, slowly increasing in speed. Dawn got lost in the crushing and stabbing pain, unable to tell how long it continued. Or when the change happened.
Little by little, the pain subsided; giving way to pressure that kept intensifying and tormenting her just as badly. The kind of pressure she unfortunately recognized and hated herself for.
Very reluctantly, she was getting turned on again.
By then Dawn’s will, along with most of her body, was already spent and beaten and she couldn’t find the strength to resist. Her cries became sharp gasps and little mewls that she couldn’t hold back no matter how mortified she felt.
Megatron stopped moving and cast a curious look at her, spike still deep between her folds. “Hmm? Well, this certainly is unexpected. Enjoying yourself again, are you?”
The large Decepticon continued his motions, changing from the forceful thrusts to almost soft grinding. Dawn couldn’t keep from uttering breathy moans as the huge member slowly rocking inside her kept massaging just the right spots.
As her sounds became more frantic, the teasing movement stopped again. Dawn groaned in disappointment, wanting desperately to move against the invading spike, but unable to do anything while being tightly pinned down.
Without a warning, Megatron lifted her up and keeping them still connected, reversed their position. The heavily breathing woman was left dumbfounded, staring wide-eyed at the massive mech who she was now sitting on top of.
Megatron laughed at her expression, the sound vibrating through his frame. “Don’t look so surprised. I am enjoying your pain and pleasure alike. I’m just giving you a chance to choose which you’d prefer.”
The hands clutching Dawn’s hips raised her up until only the tip of the spike was inside her and then quickly slammed her back down, thrusting up simultaneously. Her sharp cry from being impaled so hard only made the silvery Decepticon grin knowingly.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? Why don’t you try it yourself?”
Dawn tried to calm her breathing, but it proved to be impossible while being so excessively penetrated. Was Megatron really suggesting what she thought he was? He fucking wanted her to ride his spike for his amusement? With her shaking hands leaning against the thick arms for support, she glanced instinctively towards Optimus.
“Why are you looking to him? He’s the reason you’re in this situation.”
Dawn lowered her eyes quickly. Megatron wasn’t wrong, she thought bitterly. Because of Optimus, she was being presented with the choices of humiliating herself or suffering further pain. Either way she was still being cruelly raped. She couldn’t even think about her future on board of the Nemesis. If they wanted to keep her powers from working, they would have to… do this to her again and again… how long would she be… and how many of them would…
She had to stop herself from finishing those thoughts. She really wished Optimus hadn’t done what he had done.
“I’m sorry.”
Dawn felt a painful twinge in her heart, hearing the defeated tone in the Autobot leader’s voice.
“Dawn… do what he wants.”
“What…?” She half-whispered in disbelief.
“Don’t suffer unnecessary pain.”
“Optimus…”
“Please!”
The Decepticon leader purposefully shifted under Dawn, reminding her of the girth filling her. A small, clearly sexual whimper escaped her before she bit down on her lip. She looked back to the crimson optics that were challenging her to make a choice.
“Do you need a little help to get started?”
Megatron began gyrating his hips, making Dawn hold on to him tighter. She couldn’t stop herself from squirming and whimpering some more in her unbearable need for release. The current movement was too slow to get her over the edge, only tormenting her further.
“Come now, give in to your desire”, the large mech coaxed with a raspy voice, clawed hands fondling and squeezing her bottom. Dawn didn’t trust the soft persuasion one bit, but it was impossible to ignore. Besides, she could sense the raw power just beneath the surface and see the way the predatory optics devoured her. If she refused, he would take his pleasure from her by force. In a way that would no doubt leave her damaged and very much regretting her decision.
Dawn averted her eyes in shame, shaking as she hesitantly moved to meet the torturous grinding. Her face heated up as she could practically feel the smug grin the Decepticon leader flashed her.
She refused to look at the evil mech, but there was nothing she could do to hide the changes in her expressions, or the fact that every move they made almost caused her to collapse from the sheer amount of pleasure. She felt herself losing control as her body started moving in a steadily accelerating rhythm.
She was hazily aware of the quick, breathy moans that left her mouth as the thick spike kept hitting what felt like every over-sensitized nerve inside her. She flinched as the sharp claws suddenly tightened their grip, painfully digging into her hips, but was too far into the passionate flow already to be deterred by it.
Megatron had apparently seen enough. The powerful hands started assisting her, pulling her harder and faster into the vigorous thrusts. Dawn hung on to the metal arms desperately, unable to form even one coherent thought. Her voice was working just fine, though, and she was using it to express her pleasure unrestrainedly.
She could hear Megatron grunting too as he finally allowed himself to be overtaken by his own lust and proceeded to frag her brains out. Everything was a mix of sharp jabs of pain and dizzying amounts of pleasure, accompanied by the sounds of soft flesh and hard metal slamming together.
Dawn came first, and this time she came hard. She couldn’t stop the scream erupting from her as the mercilessly thrusting spike kept going, prolonging her sweet orgasm longer than she thought possible.
Then she felt the frame beneath her shudder violently as the large mech reached his peak too. He kept pumping until their mixed fluids were dripping down Dawn’s thighs and slowly came to a stop, venting heavily.
Dawn was shaking uncontrollably again, having lost all of her strength, and collapsed against the broad chest plates as soon as the violating member had retreated. She was too exhausted to even think of feeling shame, let alone get up from her shameful position.
A heavy hand came to rest on her back, claws prickling her skin, but it felt so insignificant after the explosive sensations she had just experienced, she hardly noticed it. She was barely conscious anyway.
“Did you enjoy the show, Optimus?” Megatron purred, slowly stroking Dawn’s back in a mocking imitation of what a lover would do. “I can see why you’ve fragged her. She’s strangely soft, but tight and… responsive.”
On the last word the Decepticon leader reached further and dipped his digit into the badly battered, raw opening. Dawn started and cried out weakly, unable to move, despite the sudden pain. Now that all the pent up sexual energy had left her, there was only the inevitable, sore aftermath.
Thankfully the claw withdrew quickly. Dawn breathed a little easier, snapped out of her daze enough to hear the warlord continue talking.
“You never answered my question. Are you satisfied with your decision to betray her secret? Or have you perhaps changed your mind?”
Dawn felt a weight being placed on the back of her neck. She was very well aware that the powerful mech could snap her neck like a twig, but couldn’t summon enough strength to care.
“If you have, let me know and I’ll end this right now. If not, I know a few of my underlings that will be very interested in meeting her.”
Dawn shuddered at the thought.
“I… haven’t… changed my mind”, Optimus replied slowly, every word sounding like it was painful to utter. “Dawn… I can’t help you now… but please just hold on, we will…”
“You’ll do what?” Megatron interrupted, chuckling coldly. “Save her? Unlikely.”
“We will. Get you back”, Optimus ignored the tyrant, finishing his sentence with grim determination.
An annoyed growl rumbled from Megatron’s throat. “Really? I hope you realize every time you fail, every time you cross me even the slightest…”
Large hands enveloped Dawn’s shoulders, locking her tightly against the spiky frame.
“She will be the one to pay.”
Silence from Optimus.
“In fact, how about a little demonstration for your insolence?”
“No, Megatron…!”
“Soundwave”, the warlord called deceitfully calmly. “How would you feel about taking a turn with her?”
“No…” this time it was Dawn who protested first, though she couldn’t get any energy behind it. Merely despair. “I can’t… please…”
She could hear the clanking steps as the flyer approached. Long, slender fingers grabbed her hips and unceremoniously propped her up on her knees. Megatron still held her upper body down, keeping her from seeing what Soundwave was doing. A desperate sob escaped her.
“Hush now”, Megatron cooed, not bothering to hide his satisfaction. “This is an important lesson for Optimus. Pray that he learns it quickly.”
There was no more skillful teasing, or working to make her beg for release. The black and purple Decepticon did only what he was instructed to do and that didn’t include pleasing her this time. Dawn gritted her teeth, her nails digging into the palms of her hands as she tried to prepare for what was coming.
She couldn’t. The pain was blinding.
The hard shaft pushed in, rubbing against the agonizingly sore flesh. It burned horribly the first time going in and after the second and third time, Dawn realized it was just going to get worse. She squirmed tensely at the hands of the two Decepticons, begging in between her cries and whimpers for them to stop.
It was as useless as all of her earlier efforts. Soundwave’s pace didn’t falter for a second, steady, forceful thrusts pounding into her from behind, making her body rock against the warlord’s. Being considerably smaller compared to the massive Decepticon leader, his movements weren’t as brutal, but it hardly mattered anymore, when Megatron had left her fucked raw.
Dawn must’ve blacked out for she didn’t know how long, since suddenly she realized the thrusting had stopped and she felt more sticky wetness spilling from between her legs. Tears streamed from her eyes as she felt the spike pull out. Was it finally over? Oh god, please let it be over…
She faded into darkness again for a second, swaying on the verge of unconsciousness.
“She got quiet suddenly, didn’t she? Maybe this was a bit too much for her so soon. Do you still have something to say to her, Optimus?”
Whatever he answered, Dawn didn’t hear it anymore.
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