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Intrigue at Warfield	By : oldwolf Category: +G through L > James Bond Jr. Views: 3138 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own James Bond Jr., nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
Warnings: There’s a lot for this one. Rape/non-con, hurt/comfort, angst, swearing, and a lot of stuff I’m sure I’m forgetting. This fic is not for the faint of heart.
Tracy moans as she starts to regain consciousness.
She hears Jaws distinctive voice, “She’s starting to wake up Scum Lord.”
She hears the head of the evil organization reply, “Excellent. Now leave us Jaws.”
As Tracy’s senses begin to return to her she realizes several things; first and foremost, she is completely naked and tied face down over a solid object; second, she’s in the hands of scum; and third, her friends have no idea where she is and won’t be coming to her aid.
Tears well up in her eyes as she sees Scum Lord undo his fly and pull out his erection. Scum Lord presents himself to her mouth and says, “My dear, I believe you know what to do. Also, if I feel any teeth my dear, the punishment will be quite severer.”
Then without another word Scum Lord pushes his cock into her mouth. After his warning, Tracy dismisses any idea of biting him; instead she merely prays that it’s over soon.
After about five minutes of having her face fucked, Tracy’s jaw is starting to hurt something fierce, however fear of Scum Lord keeps her from moving her jaw in the least.
Finally, Scum Lord removes his cock from the young woman’s mouth. As he circles around behind her, Tracy begins to comprehend she is truly going to be raped.
The tears that have been threatening since this whole ordeal began now spill out as Tracy anticipates the pressure of his cock against her tight cunt.
To her amazement she feels gloved hands roughly grasp her ass cheeks. Tracy screams in terror as she feels a light breeze on her asshole as her cheeks are spread apart.
She thinks to herself, “Oh dear God not there, please not there, I’m still a virgin there.”
She starts screaming at and cursing Scum Lord. She isn’t surprised when she feels his cock press against her most private of holes, her last virgin hole, the hole she was saving for James.
Scum Lord bends over and as he presses his spit-covered cock into Tracy’s asshole, he whispers in his ear, “Where is young Mr. Bond now?”
Tracy’s world explodes in pain as the head of Scum Lord’s cock pushes past the tight ring of her asshole.
“I thought young Bond was supposed to protect you,” Scum Lord says as he continues to slowly push his way into her tight butt.
Finally Tracy feels his balls come to rest against her cunt.
She thinks to herself, “At least the worst is over.” How wrong she is.
Scum Lord slowly pulls out of Tracy, until only the head of his prick remains in her. Then Scum Lord violently shoves his cock all the way in with no warning. Once more Tracy scream as the pain begins to become unbearable.
Scum Lord continues like this, varying his pace to maximize the pain the beauty beneath him is in. He also continues to taunt her about how James isn’t there to protect her.
Suddenly without warning, Tracy feels a hot liquid shoot into her bowels.
Scum Lord says, “We shall have to do this again soon my dear. Jaws get in here!”
(Change scene)
James and Gordo approach the porch from two different sides.
There are a pair of scum guards by the door, one on each side. The scum agents are each wielding an AK-47.
Gordo manages to get close enough to pistol whip one of the guards and knock him unconscious but the other turns and starts to bring his weapon into line.
Gordo mentally prepares for the explosion that will end his life when he hears a pair of loud pops. The scum agent falls forward with two holes in his back, and James Bond Jr. holding his gun up, proving he’s the source.
Both young men want to throw up, but both know this is neither the time nor the place. James takes the silencer off his pistol as he and Gordo holsters their pistols and pick up the fallen agents AK’s.
James tries the door and finds it unlocked.
Gordo sneaks a peek inside and sees a scum agent rummaging through the refrigerator with his back to the door. Moving with a stealth that’s atypical his size Gordo sneaks across the room, and as the agent stands up, drives the butt of the gun into the back of the agents head. Both of the other men in the room can clearly hear the sound of bone breaking, and when the agent hits the ground, his head is laying at an impossible angle.
Again both of them feel the urge to hurl, but again they both suppress for the sake of the friend they’re here to rescue.
Besides the door they came in, there’s only one door in this room, and it’s closed presently.
This time Gordo opens the door and James sneaks a peak.
Gordo precedes James down the hall, neither one saying a word. As they come up to a corner, James sees the hilt of knife on Gordo’s belt.
James taps Gordo on the shoulder and when the other man looks back, James mimes giving over the knife. Gordo’s confused for a second but with a shrug, gives over the knife. To James delight, the blade is straight polished steel, and extremely reflective.
James leans the AK against the wall and goes belly down on the floor. He then crawls forward until he’s just before the door.
Carefully, James extends the blade of the knife around the corner. He can see two scum agents guarding a door reflected in the blade of the knife. James slowly backs up, and giving the knife back to Gordo, he holds up two fingers. Gordo nods his head in understanding.
James and Gordo get as close to side by side as they can in the hallway, with James on the inside and Gordo on the outside. James set his weapon to three round bursts, while Gordo goes with select fire, one round only.
At an unspoken signal, both of them step around the corner, as James does so he falls into a crouch while Gordo remains upright. James fires first and take the right guard high in the chest; Gordo’s a bit more precise, his shot hits the left guard right between the eyes.
(Scene change)
Tracy hears the unmistakable sound of gunfire as Jaws and Scum Lord prepare to leave.
Jaws says, “Do you think it could be young Bond?”
“I doubt it, he has too much innocence to be willing to use lethal force. Go and check on it.”
Jaws gets the door partially open before he has to slam it shut and the report of gunfire is repeated.
“Scum Lord, it is young Bond, and the American. It would also seem, they are willing to kill.”
At this new Scum Lord is truly upset.
“Quickly Jaws this way.” He goes behind Tracy and she can here a door opening and closing.
The door opens and in walks Gordo and James, both holding machine guns.
James walks right over to her and kneels down. “Tracy are you still with us?”
As furious as she is right now Tracy can barely manage a weak nod.
James tone becomes a lot more commanding, “Gordo, go fsomesome clothes for Tracy, now!”
Gordo looks surprised at the tone but he’s already moving before he even realizes it.
James releases the catches that are holding Tracy and he gently moves her to a sitting position against the wall. He sits next to her and just holds her as they wait for Gordo to come back.
It’s only two minutes before her fiend comes back with her own clothes intact, but it feels like five times that many hour the the traumatized young woman.
In a very calm, soothing voice, James asks, “Would you like for us you leave while you get dressed?”
The reaction James gets is not what he ctedcted. Tracy comes out of her stupor, violently. She clutches him around the neck and says, “Please don’t go. Oh please don’t go.”
He wraps his arms around the still naked young woman and says, “Shh, I’m not going anywhere unless you want me to.”
He holds her until she calms down again. In a very timid voice she says, “Gordo, would you mind stepping out?”
Gordo lays a brotherly hand on her shoulder and says, “No problem, anything you want.” With that, the big man takes his AK and steps outside, closing the door as he goes.
Tracy breaks out into a fresh round of tear at this. James is utterly perplexed at this and asks, “What’s wrong?”
Still in tears, she says, “I don’t deserve the affection you two are showing me. I’m nothing but a worthless whore!”
James’ tone become hard as granite as he says, “Tracy Milbanks listen up! You are a good person. You are worthy of the love and affection of your friends. You are not a whore, and you certainly are not worthless! Am I understood?”
Shocked at his tone, Tracy can only nod.
He returns to a soothing tone when he says, “Why don’t you get dressed?”
She’s collected enough of herself to manage to let go of James and say, “Would you please turn around?”
James says, “No problem.” He then turns and faces the wall.
As he hears Tracy shuffling around behind him, James suddenly finds tarniarnish on the wood of the walls to be very interesting, as his body has finally remembered that there is a beautiful and very naked woman behind him.
“All right James, you can turn around now,” Tracy’s voice almost convinces him that nothing happened, almost.
“Shall we be on our way Tracy?”
She sighs, “I suppose so.”
They open the door and Gordo looks amazed at what he sees. If he hadn’t seen the proof with his own eyes, he’d never have believed that anything had happened to Tracy.
The guys keep the AK’s at low ready as they start back toward the village. James and Gordo wipe their prints off the weapons and throw them into a creek near the village.
When they walk into Tom’s they find Iq and Phoebe almost beside themselves with worry.
When they start clamoring for an explanation James says, “It’s getting late. Gordo, you, Iq, and Phoebe take y’s y’s sedan back to Warfield, I’ll drive Tracy.” The look James gives Gordo tells him not to breath a word until ’ve ’ve had a chance to talk.
No one has any complaints about the arrangement, least of all Tracy.
James and Tracy get into the sports car and head for the school about five minutes after the others had left.
About halfway back to Warfield, Tracy breaks down. James pulls the car over, shuts it off, whispers quite nothings to her, and he simply holds her while she cries herself out. In about ten minutes Tracy’s tears have completely subsided.
“Are you ready to face the world?”
“Not really, but we don’t have much choice in the matter now do we?”
“Yes we do, I know a place were we can hide out for a few daysyou you need to.”
Tracy sits upright, “Maybe later, but for now, take me back to Warfield James.”
James smiles as he starts the car back up, “As you command my lady.”
Tracy gently punches him in the shoulder.
For the rest of the ride back to the school, Tracy thinks about the rape. There’s nothing she can do about it now, but she’ll be damned if won won’t find a way to turn the incident into something she can use.
The more she thinks about it, the more certain she becomes that she’s had Scum Lord’s cock in her mouth before. But that’s impossible she’s only ever had two cocks penetrate her lips, James and, the thought comes to her as they enter the gates of Warfield, Daddy.
A/N: Don’t worry; I’m not about to leave you in the lurch. Keep an eye out for the next chapter.
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