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Torture and Revenge	By : ulyferal Category: +S through Z > SwatKats Views: 1820 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own the SWAT Kats. They are property of Hanna-Barbera. I make no money on this story.

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As Feral lay trying to recover from the days bout of torture, his niece and the enforcers had been searching hard for him.
His vehicle had been found abandoned not far from his apartment building. It had been over twenty-four hours and the only clue they'd been able to scrap up was a rumor of a band of slavers in town. No one really connected that event with one missing Chief Enforcer at first.
Slavery was not tolerated in Megakat City. The omegas were bad enough but slavery was considered worse and hated more than the troublesome big time criminals that plagued them.
By the time two days had passed, Felina was becoming nearly frantic though you would never know it by her present hard-assed demeanor as she snapped at her troops under her for not putting more effort into the search. She worked as hard if not harder in following every lead no matter how remote.
While they were searching for the Commander they were also trying to find the slavers. The desire to stamp out the horrible creatures was nearly as savage as their fight to protect their city from the omegas.
As she was following up another lead, she encountered the SWAT Kats during one of their night patrols.
"Hey! Is that you Lieutenant!" T-Bone hailed a fast moving chopper that had cut across their path.
"Yeah, its me. No time to chat, guys. Got big problems right now and I'm trying to follow a lead." Felina said sharply about to cut her radio when Razor butted in.
"Maybe we can help? We've noted the increased radio traffic but for once you guys are very closed-mouth about what's going on. Perhaps we've seen something that might help you?" He coaxed.
Felina placed her chopper on hover and thought a moment. They weren't having much luck. Perhaps the SWAT Kats could help. They did seem to hear and see more than her enforcers had time or resources to follow up on.
"Fine. My uncle has disappeared. We think he might have been kidnapped but there has been no ransom demand. It's been two days since he vanished. Also there's rumor of a slaver band in town." Felina told them tightly.
"Crud! That's some bad news alright. Slavers, Huh? We sure don't need those creeps around here and Feral turning up missing is too suspicious." T-Bone said grimly.
"We haven't seen or heard anything about that, Lieutenant nor about Feral. We'll keep our ears and eyes open and let you know if we do immediately." Razor assured her.
"Thanks. It helps to have some more help out there. I've got to go. Hope I hear from you soon. I'm getting really worried about my uncle." She said in parting then moved from hover to forward speed and hurried off.
"That's not good news, buddy. I don't like the idea of slavers in our town." T-Bone said angrily.
"Me either and I don't like the fact Feral is missing at the same time. They could be connected. How about we cruise some of the outer areas of the city. That's usually the slavers favorite method of infiltrating a city and holding their captives until they can be transported out." Razor said grimly.
"Good idea, Razor." T-Bone agreed and turned the Turbokat to the far west end of the city on their first search vector of the evening.
It was hours later when they finally turned for home. It had been a disappointing search. They planned on covering another area after they got some much needed sleep.
Meanwhile, Feral's third day in captivity began with lessons in pleasing another male. A masked male was the volunteer and lay on Feral's bed waiting.
Feral was shoved forward and ordered to bring the male to orgasm. The big tom balked. His tormentor merely snorted and activated Feral's collar.
His paws went to his neck trying to stop the agony as he dropped to his knees in pain. After several long seconds that felt like hours the pain stopped. Feral's head dropped to his chest as he heaved for breath.
"Unless you are really enjoy pain, you will do as ordered." The black tom said in some amusement.
Giving the Kat a murderous look, he turned back to the patiently waiting male. He took a deep breath. He made a token effort to do as ask as he took the male's genitals in his paw and began to try and bring him to erection. After some five minutes, he was unsuccessful and received yet another shock from the collar.
He fell to the floor this time and shook. It was stopped again and he lay there panting and moaning. He was given only a few minutes to recover before his tormentor nudged him none to gently in the ribs to get up.
A fury welled up in his heart and he suddenly snatched the black tom's ankles and yanked him off his feet. Feral managed to get in a solid punch to the Kat's gut before he was flopping around in agony again. This time the pain didn't stop until he passed out. Regaining consciousness he was yanked to his feet and shoved to his knees again on the bed.
He was dizzy and disoriented, but his tormentor didn't care as he pushed Feral's head toward the waiting male's crotch. "We will continue this lesson until you have learned. If that means you spend some time unconscious on the floor so be it. Your choice." The black tom said coldly.
Not able to handle more 'punishment' at this moment, he complied. He never looked at the male he was servicing as he used the skills he had learned during his infrequent encounters with males. This time he was successful and brought the male to orgasm in about ten minutes. He was rewarded by being allowed to rest for ten minutes.
After servicing another two males, he was told he was ready for the next lesson. Ordered to his paws and knees on the bed, a male climbed on behind him. Guessing what was next, he reared up and smacked the male off the bed sending him flying to the floor. He accepted the agony from the collar with almost relief.
It didn't spare him though, as he was made to take his position again and another male climbed up with a little trepidation, not really willing to be a recipient of the dark tom's rebellion. To change his captive's mind, the black tom injected him again and, after a moment, tugged on the chain on Feral's chest.
Feral roared helplessly and shuddered in unwilling orgasm. The male waiting, quickly mounted him and rode him hard into the mattress. Feral groaned and bucked, trying to dislodge his rider but the male simply reached down and jerked the chain making Feral tighten around him and bringing them both to orgasm. The male dismounted and Feral collapsed onto the mattress, twitching and panting.
By nightfall, he was exhausted and everything in his body hurt. He had been punished numerous times and his rear still remembered the rape of just hours ago from a huge hulking tom that had rammed him into the mattress brutally. He fought against it and won a long bout of the collar's punishment before his raper began the lesson again. It had been a brutal day.
After taking about six hours of sleep, the SWAT Kats searched the south part of town with still no sign of the slavers or Feral. They were forced to return home to finish some of the vehicles that needed to go out that day. That night they searched the eastern part of the city and still had not found anything by the time it was well past midnight.
"I'm not willing to give up yet, Razor. We have enough fuel to at least check part of the northern sector." T-Bone said.
"Okay, buddy. I'm game. I know how you feel." Razor agreed. He had been using his x-ray device to check likely hangouts without success so far. He too wasn't willing to give up yet.
T-Bone slowed their flight and began to do a search pattern over the northern part of the city that included the MASA Center, the International Megakat Airport, and some old military facilities scattered about. It was in the latter, just before dawn, they finally struck pay dirt.
"Hold it T-Bone!" Razor shouted excitedly. "Pass over that section of military buildings to the right of our position again." He said.
T-Bone complied, putting the jet on hover mode so that he could move more slowly over the buildings in question.
"That's it. Halt here!" Razor ordered. "There's about twelve targets below." He said as he scanned the area. "Bingo! There's Feral and a couple of others in locked rooms in the basement." He reported.
"Okay. Let me land the jet and we'll go slaver hunting." T-Bone said with a growl.
Moments later, T-Bone set the jet down behind a stand of trees. The pair loaded up with some extra munitions then ran swiftly toward the building in question. Only two guards were at the entrance of the two level structure. Most of the windows were broken but somehow the doors to the lobby were intact and this was where the two slavers were standing just inside, watching the approach to the building.
T-Bone and Razor split up and came at the entry from two different directions. They slipped in a broken window on either side of the slavers and quickly ran up to them and took them out quietly.
Using Razor's scanner, they tracked each heat signature, taking out every one swiftly and silently. Because it was close to dawn, most of the slavers and their prisoners were asleep. Within twenty minutes, the pair had taken out every slaver. Once they were certain there were no more threats only then did they go to the basement to release the prisoners.
They found Feral first. Razor had used his glovatrix to break the lock. In the dim light of the bulb in the ceiling, they saw the dark tom laying on his side and facing the wall on a bed in a corner of the room. The Chief Enforcer was naked. As they approached him, they could smell old blood, sex, pain, and fear. Around the big tom's neck was a strange looking collar. Healing claw marks could be seen on his back.
T-Bone reached out carefully to touch the Commander's shoulder, shaking him lightly. Feral groaned softly at first then jerked awake and quickly scrambled to his feet, swaying groggily but trying to stand and with all the appearance of awaiting orders. They could now see the piercings he'd received. They winced in sympathy at the sight of them.
It took Feral's tired mind a moment longer to realize it wasn't his tormentor standing there.
"SWAT Kats?" He asked hoarsely, blinking at them stupidly.
"Yeah, it's us. Man you look like hell, Feral. Can you walk?" T-Bone asked in concern, shocked by the shape the Commander was in.
"I'll manage if I have to crawl." Feral blurted, anxious to get out of here. "What about my captors?"
"We've dealt with the slavers." Razor said grimly. "There's two other captives as well and we need to go and release them.
Feral's shoulders sagged in relief but paused. He needed to be sure all his captors had been dispatched, so asked, "Did you see a Kat about your height T-Bone, black furred, wearing a hood over his head when you took out the slavers?"
Frowning in thought, T-Bone looked at Razor before he answered. "I didn't see anyone fitting that description, did you Razor?"
"No"
"Kat's Alive! He was my chief tormentor and he's the one that has the controller for these collars. These things deliver a jolt that's agonizing." Feral said in a panic as he tugged frantically on the collar in question.
"Then we'd better try and get it off." Razor said quickly. He moved to Feral's side. "Sit down!" He ordered. Feral did so and shivered nervously as the smaller SWAT Kat studied the collar.
"Hmm, lot of electronic stuff here. Ingenious really..." Razor muttered to himself as he poked and prodded the collar trying to determine the best way to disarm it.
Suddenly Feral cried out in agony, his paws clutching at the collar as he flopped around in agony.
"Crud! T-Bone hold him down!" Razor shouted.
T-Bone was forced to pin the Commander in a half-nelson wrestling hold to keep the poor Kat from hurting himself and to be steady enough for Razor to take out the collar.
"Hurry buddy, or he'll break something." He gritted between clenched teeth. It was taking all his strength to hold the violently jerking body of the big tom.
Razor took a more direct route to disengage the nasty device, using his glovatrix he short circuited the thing. It worked though it did singe Feral a bit but since the pain was gone, Razor didn't think the tom cared about that so much.
Feral lay gasping and moaning. T-Bone had quickly released him when the collar short circuited.
"Hey big guy, you okay. Sorry about how long it took." Razor said apologetically.
"S'okay! Hurts to move...but will be okay." Feral said slurrily as he tried to push himself to his feet, desperately wanting to get away from here. He nearly fell to the floor before T-Bone quickly reached for him and helped get him to his feet. Feral didn't refuse his help when he kept an arm around the rocky Kat's waist.
"Got...to...find...that creep!" Feral growled as he struggled to speak, voice laced with barely contained hatred.
"The other prisoners...I've got to get them quickly!" Razor said, pushing carefully past Feral and rushing to the other two Kats locked in rooms near Feral's. T-Bone left Feral leaning against the hallway wall as he ran to help Razor.
Razor was already in the room with a violently convulsing male when T-Bone raced in and helped restrain him. The smaller SWAT Kat quickly shorted out the collar then left to get to the next captive. When he reached the last male, the poor Kat was no longer breathing. Razor shorted the collar and with T-Bone's assistance, performed CPR.
After several tense minutes, they were rewarded with a gasp followed by a moan of returning consciousness. Relieved, T-Bone reached down and helped the handsome blond tom to sit up. He scooped the helpless tom into his arms and followed Razor back to the silver furred captive.
The male was getting to his feet and heading for the door by the time they came back to him. Razor put a helping arm around the tom's waist and the whole group hurried to the stairs and made their way back up to the first floor.
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