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Megatron's Dream World	By : Supermoi Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 2864 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Starscream
The war was over and the Decepticons won.
The war over, yes, but for Starscream it was far from over yet. Megatron, that no-good fragger, was still in command and proclaimed himself Decepticon Emperor! This made the seeker's energon boiled in his lines… And he made the bigger mistake of his life! He tried to kill the new Decepticon Ruler to take his place, like he always did, and like always, he failed… But this time, Megatron was fed up with his treachery and decided to take care of the problem once and for all. Starscream was thrown in a cell and chained in a very vulnerable position, legs spread and arms outstretched painfully. His interface covers had been removed and let his most sensitive parts bare and vulnerable. He woke up in that position and whimpers in pain and fear. He was in for the beating of his life, now, he knew it…
He tried to beg, he tried to plead, and in the end, he was let in a barely functioning state, clinging to life by a thin line. And this first stage of breaking and torturing lasted an entire human year. He would be beaten, insulted and raped every days, repaired just enough to be functional, and the cycle will begins yet again. The seeker's will was far higher than Megatron's thought, and he kept his pride and stubbornness longer than he would've liked, but in the ends, he broke. And when he broke, Starscream was nothing but a shadow of his former self, afraid and shaking at the slightest sounds, ready to comply with every commands Megatron would give him to avoid more suffering. It was an unavoidable fate, and he understood that he wouldn't have fought it. It was meant to happen since the first day. Starscream wasn't an idiot, and beside, as he was broken into submission, he wouldn't even WANT to fight anymore. It was useless and only brought him more pain. After a year of unending torture, both psychological and physical, Megatron succeeded what he couldn't in millions of years during the war: breaking his treacherous and obnoxious SIC for good.
At first, the Decepticon Emperor didn't knew what he would do with Starscream once he was broken and ready to be reformatted into any function the silver Lord would want him to take. But in fact, there weren't many things a slave seeker could do, and the most obvious was Harem Slave. He pondered letting him be used and abused by all and every Decepticons on Iacon, which would be a suitable fate for the insufferably egotistical fool, but in the ends decided otherwise. Starscream was very gorgeous, and he had the nicest chassis of the entire Decepticon Army. So, one night, Megatron got to the cell Starscream was kept on and the seeker looked up at him in fear and cowered in a corner, curling on himself. He felt Megatron's optics burn through his armour and saw his smug and lustful grin, and shivered. Megatron was here to rape him again, he thought, and whimpers a little when he felt hands touch his shoulders. But he was only lead out of the cell and into another room, where he was hooked-up into computers by Soundwave. Programs were deleted and others were uploaded into his CPU, and his body was slightly modified to suits Megatron's orders. Megatron himself overlooked the entire procedure, and once it was over, he smiled down at his little Slave. Soundwave unhooked him and Starscream felt himself smile back at Megatron, a little shy and inviting smile.
"Master…" Purred the seeker in a low and submissive tune. "What can I do to serve you?..."
The seeker took a very sensual and arousing posture, pushed up into an elbow, servo resting lightly on his crotch plating and tapping the plating there, arched beautifully and optics glazed with wants and shyness.
"Perfect…" Whispered the Decepticon Emperor at this display and hen leaned down to capture the eager and willing mouth of his former lieutenant in a sensual kiss.
Starscream was then lead to the Decepticon's Emperor Estate and into the Slave Quarters. More precisely, the Emperor's Harem. He was instructed carefully that he was expected to carry sparklings of the Emperor's breed once a human year and than, other than that, he was to follow every commands the Emperor or a mech designated by him will give him. Disobedience won't be tolerated and such behaviour will be severely punished following the Emperor's wishes. Starscream was then left alone in the room, and sat there in silence, getting bored and doing nothing… Until Megatron would require his services to warm his berth, which was quite often.
The seeker wasn't too fond on loneliness, and soon, the room started to close around him like a cage. As a seeker, he craved the sky, to be able to fly and to be free. He was slowly getting mad because of the loneliness he was forced into and the prolonged deprivation of flight. His flying capabilities were disabled when he was first demoted to Slave status. Slaves weren't permitted to fly or drive freely upon Cybertron. So the seeker, as his forced reclusion became longer and longer, started to talk to himself, and to act like he wasn't all alone in that rooms for hours, or even days sometimes. And that behaviour started to worry Megatron, even if he wouldn't voice it out loud. He did care for his so well-behaved slave, and he tried to keep him company more often. It wasn't enough, though… And he quickens his work on his other Slave-to-be, Optimus. As soon as he would be ready, he will be sent to Megatron's Harem and therefore, will be able to keep the slowly crazed seeker company.
oOo
Some times later
Starscream was looking blankly at a bare part of the wall in front of him with void and dull optics. He was sitting on his berth, legs crossed and hands resting into his lap, feeling like his mind was slowly fading away from him. He knew he was loosing it and not just a little. In no time, he will be as mad as they come from the forced reclusion and the lack of flight. He NEEDED to fly, to walk outside and at least see the sky, to have someone to talk and interact with… Megatron was far too busy to be a good company and he let the seeker to himself more often than he would like to be. He was slowly decaying in this prison…
It was then that the door opens and he turned slowly to see who it was. Maybe Megatron would want his services and then he could have some company… He tilted his head and lifted an optic ridge as he indeed saw Megatron, but the Emperor wasn't alone. He led another mech into the room, and Starscream suddenly shot to his pedes when he recognizes the mech. It was Optimus Prime! But without the battle mask and with a lighter plating than he had before. It makes him looks thinner and taller and… Honestly, the seeker felt his cheeks reddened at the sight. The former Autobot leader was incredibly handsome! Megatron led him to the center of the room and gave him the same speech he got when he was brought in a long time ago.
Or it was a long time for the seeker… only 8 human months in fact. But it had seems like vorns for Starscream. He got up and walked until ha was a couple of feet's away from the two other mechs. Megatron shot him a look that means 'waits a moment' and Starscream complied submissively, bowing his helm. Then, as Megatron finished to explain all of his duties and what was expected from him to the tall blue and red mech, he left the room to 'let you two get acquainted' as he said. The Seeker then come closer and stopped inches from the other frame, needing contacts and warmth. Optimus turned to face him and had a little smile, chuckling at the display.
"You are fast, Starscream, huh? I got it that you were lonely…"
He chuckled again and put a servo on the smaller seeker's shoulder, tilting his head a little. Starscream put a servo on the broad chest and traced a line running through the middle. He felt Optimus shivered and sighed at the touch, and smiled widely. He needed this contact…
"I was… But now I'm not alone anymore. You are here with me…"
The seeker, without even a second thought, continues his touches, tracing every seams and nodes and edges of the broad chest, making Optimus shiver more and more, and moaning when he hit a very sensitive spot. It lasted for a coupe of breems in silence, Optimus petting Starscream's wings and the seeker petting the Autobot's windshield and wipers, and the seams of his chestplates. After that time, finally, Starscream leaned on the larger frame with a deep sigh and let his head fall in place under the mech's chin.
"I Wants…NEED you, Optimus… Please…"
He captured his lips in a needing, heated kiss, nibbling at the lower lip until he opened his mouth and let him in. The other mech complied and the kiss deepens, until they were panting and breathless. Starscream pulled the former Autobot to the berth and pushed him down; straddling him as he continues to ravished his mouth with more and more passion. He felt his wings and seams connecting them to his back being fondled and played with and he arched gracefully under the touches, mewling sweetly. Soon, the stronger and taller mech reversed their positions, pinning the heated and pleasure-shot seeker under him and straddling his waist. He fondled with the seams and plating of his codpiece and it soon snapped open, exposing his already wet and dripping port and cable housing. The red and blue mech grinned and mapped every inches of the wings and cockpit, and with his other servo, he caressed the edges of the port, making the little seeker arch and gasp beautifully.
"You are so cute, Starscream…"
Optimus trusted two digits inside the tight port and the red hips buckled to meet his hand, wanting more. The former Autobot Leader complied and soon he was thrusting deep into the tight little port, leaning into the other's frame and filling him completely with his good-sized cable. Nobody ever told us they couldn't interface together, and as long as they didn't sparkmerge, they could give each other good overloads. It didn't took long for the lonely and far gone seeker to come violently, creaming to the ceiling, his port tightening around his lover's cable to keep deeply buried inside him. Optimus followed him close by and released with a low moan and a growl, filling his smaller lover and fellow slave with his fluids. When he was done, he lean back into the berth, gathering the small mech into his arms and nuzzling him as he was in deep recharge. He patted his helm, Starscream barely aware of that, making him moan and nuzzle back. The seeker felt way better than he had in months, and even years…
"'ptimus…Thank…" Purred the seeker as he nestled himself more comfortably against the larger mech chassis.
Optimus chuckled and hugged the small mech closely to his chestplates. Starscream then fell into a deep recharge, content and feeling better now that he wasn't alone anymore. He unconsciously reached for the warmth of the powerful spark beneath the other plating and curled above the spot, audio resting there to here that steady beat.
He wasn't alone anymore… It was all that matters for him…
oOo
As the years, and then the Vorns, goes by, Starscream was more and more stable, as if Optimus was able to keep him from going mad from the lack of flight. But like any of the other harem Slaves, the seeker was asked to carry sparklings at a steady pace. Once a year, three sparklings would be sparked from him, but unlike the other harem bots, only one of his sparklings would be sent to the Decepticon Nursery, and another to the Slave Nursery. The third, choose by Megatron himself, was to be sent to the Special Nursing Unit. This would happen with every ten pregnancies. For the nine other times the seeker would carry, two sparkling will be sent to be Decepticons and one to be slave, like every other Harem bots.
Those special sparklings were to be raised in the perspective of a possible succession to the Decepticon Empire throne. Starscream was proud to be the mech whom may have sparked the future Decepticon Emperor, or Empress. There was indeed a great honour, because only two mechs were to spark with the Emperor, and therefore, the future Ruler of Cybertron and Earth will be from their brood. That is, until a new mech will be added to the Harem later on, adding to the pool of sparking slaves.
However, one thing was strictly forbidden, and that was for the slaves to spark merge together. They could interface together, though, and it was even encouraged, since the Emperor couldn't be there for long periods of times, sometimes, and seeing his pets playing together always made Megatron aroused and horny… But of course, one time, there was an incident… Both Optimus and Starscream didn't realise that they indeed shared sparks for a moment, because their chestplates barely parted. Maybe a glitch in the programming preventing the chest to part for another slave, or an unconscious will of the two mechs… Whatever the reason was, the result appeared not too long afterward.
Starscream was carrying sparklings from a merge with Optimus… And he was freaking out big time! When Megatron was to come back from his leave, he will be so pissed off… What would he do? There was no way the seeker could extinguish the new sparks, and in a way, he didn't WANTED to extinguish the sparklings either. He kept it secret as long as he could, even from Optimus. Maybe Megatron would think they were from him, after all… Soon, the red and blue mech did discover the truth, though, as they shared the same room all the time, and felt fear and worry crept into his spark. He could guess fairly well what Megatron would do when he discovered this. There was no way the Decepticon's Emperor will let Optimus's Heirs alive! They will be a far too great threat to him as they grown up! He may decide to send the three infants to the Slave Nursery, but Starscream and Optimus doubted it… So the seeker steeled himself and detached his spark form the infants he was carrying because they will certainly be extinguished as soon as they will be sparked.
Of course, the Decepticon Emperor did guess he wasn't the mech whom sparked those sparklings. He had been away for a very long time this time and it was no way he could be creator to those little infants. But as Starscream was tree months along, so half of the way, when he realised this, he could not ask hook to extinguish the unwanted sparklings. Starscream cowered in a corner of the room as Megatron entered in a terrible fit of rage, and soon, he and Optimus were dragged out of the room and to a Punishment Cell by the Emperor to punish his disobedient slaves severely. Those cells were built and equipped to punish and discipline uncooperative and disobedient slaves, and the seeker shivered, cried and plead all the way, asking for mercy and forgiveness. Optimus was much more silent, but no less afraid off what the Decepticon's Emperor was about to do.
Once there, Starscream was chained in the middle of the room to a hook clinging from the ceiling, and Optimus was chained to the wall opposite to the door. The seeker was shaking violently as he saw Megatron take what looks like an energy whip from the wall. He tried to lift he legs so he would protect at least a little his swollen belly, but the Decepticon Emperor wasn't going to have any of this. A sharp kick on the lower back made the seeker limp and whimpering in pain. He could hear Optimus trying to plead and beg for mercy, but Megatron ignored him completely, fiocussed on the seeker.
"Little whores…" he snarled as he hit him numerous times, punctuating his speech, making him cries out with every blow. "Am I not good to you? Am I not a merciful and caring master? HOW COULD YOU DO THIS! Both of you! Disgusting little sluts… I will teach you your place!"
He then turned to Optimus and hit him hard with the whip many times, letting him whimpering and sobbing as he turned back again to Starscream. Starscream's vision was blurry as he was sobbing and crying loudly, feeling the sharp slash over his plating sting likes molten slag. He saw Megatron coming in front of him and felt more hit raining on him, concentrating onto his swollen abdomen, and he sobbed uncontrollably, fearing for the sparklings and himself. The torture lasted for a long time, Megatron alternating between the two slaves, and in the ends, they were both looking like slag and silent, being above mere sobs and whimpers in the coldness of the small cell. Starscream felt like his belly was split open as Megatron concentrated his 'attention' on this area of him body. It wasn't, of course, but he was bleeding and covered in wounds. He caught a glimpse of Optimus and saw that he wasn't in better shape than him, limp and sobbing silently.
"Let it be a lesson in obedience, Slaves. You are to stay here until those pit-spawned brats are sparked." Stated the Decepticon Emperor as he glared his slaves down.
He was calmer and therefore thinking clearly again. He uncuffed the Seeker and the red and blue semi, and laid them on the small berth on a corner of the room. Starscream whimpered and yelp as some wounds brushed against the rough material of the uncomfortable berth. Megatron put a servo on his forehead and let his thumb caress the cheek a little, wiping the tears away, and the seeker onlined his optics and stared at his master's faceplates. He felt like he was about to die, but he knew that wasn't the case as he trembled and shook in pain again.
"Master… I… I am sorry… I… Didn't…"
Megatron shushed him and then he left the cell without adding another word. The seeker clung to his fellow slave and cried his optics out for hours, pain and shame washing over him in waves. As he wasn't in better shape than him, Optimus couldn't really help the seeker, but he let him cling to his chassis…
Three months later, the infants were to be sparked and Megatron came to take care of it. In the time that passed since he locked his two slaves in that cell, he apparently didn't change his mind about offlining the infants as soon as they were sparked. It took sixteen hours to the seeker to give birth to the infants, and he had a little red and blue seeker femme, a blue and white seeker mech and a red and white truck mech. Megatron gathered the three sparklings and left the cell with them. It was the last time Starscream ever saw those sparklings… Soon, they were both led back to their room and Optimus spent a lot of time soothing the seeker's anguish, because he knew, in his spark, that the infants were already extinguished. He felt the pain of the loss in his spark like an open wound. The red and blue mech held him as long as Starscream needed to, until he fell into a restless recharge, and then laid him down into the berth, lying beside him.
Starscream never forget those little infants that never had the chance to live… They stayed like a wound on his spark and CPU, and their images was haunting him in his recharge at times. It doesn't matter how much sparklings ne got after this, it never felt the same afterward, like something was missing…
oOo
A vorn later…
Starscream was about to give birth to a new set of sparklings. He was happy to see that they weren't only two anymore. Bumblebee just arrived the day before and now, he was chatting happily with the seeker, as Optimus wasn't there. Megatron came and lead the mech out of the room an hour ago. The cheerful, yellow mech was bringing a new light into the dull and boring day-to-day routine. A very welcome change as Starscream was feeling more and more restless as this pregnancy got closer to the end.
"And then…" Continued the little yellow Camaro as Starscream nodded with a smirk. "Sideswipe stole Bluestreak's polish and emptied it all over the floor! You should've seen it when Soundwave came in! He slipped and ended up crashing on the wall! It was even worth the punishment he got afterward…"
Starscream laughed, imagining the red twin being the mischievous prankster he ever was. He felt a little pang of pain in his abdomen, but didn't mind, as it was a current predicament those days. But as it didn't fade away, he tensed and clenched his dentals. He felt liquid running down his tights and Bumblebee fell silent, seeing this. He didn't wasted time and called the medic, and soon, Starscream was lying on a berth in the medical center, panting and cursing. Every times, it hurts like hell…
Hours later, he was ready to give birth to his triplets' sparklings. Those were a set with a Sparkling whom will be sent to the Special Nursing Unit. And he felt a pang of fear… Something wasn't right! As hard as he tried, the sparkling wasn't coming out! Hook cursed loudly and ^prepared the bot to do an emergency C-Section, removing the plating covering his belly and exposing the swollen metal flesh below.
"Wha-what's wrong?... Ha!"
"The sparklings are all entangled together! I have to get them out manually or they'll die, and you too." Explained briefly the medic as he grabbed a laser scalpel.
Soon, the three sparklings were out and wailing loudly, at Starscream's greatest relief. He had a seeker trine this time, three femme's seekers. They were all cute and tiny, so adorable… One was red and silver, the other was blue and silver and the third was black with silver and red stripes on her wings. He named them Amberstar, Whirlwind and Blacksun. As Megatron came in, he immediately got to the cribs were the sparklings were kept and examined them. Whirlwing giggled and cooed happily as she was picked up by her father-creator, nuzzling into him with a row of clicks and chirps. Megatron had a half-smile at the display, and put her down after a breem. Amberstar stayed quiet and calm as she was cradled to her dad's chest, locking optics with him. He shared a look with his daughter and then put her down, and she stayed silent. Blacksun was apparently upset and she wailed and trashed, refusing to be picked up, hissing and baring her fangs at her father, Megatron chuckled and caressed her tiny cheek lovingly. He sent Whirlwind to the Slave Nursing Unit, and Blacksun to the Decepticon Nursing Unit, but kept Amberstar for the Special Nursing Unit.
Starscream was proud to see his little femmes sent to their respective units, even little Whirlwind. This was in the order of things that slaves were to be raised as well as Masters.
Starscream understood it a long time ago.
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