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Trouble in Paradise	By : KerryAnne Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 1694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mikey woke up and found he was collared and chained to a wall, his hands high above his head. What the heck’s going on, he thought? And where am I? I remember passing out and then …Where are my bros? Are they okay? Please let them be. I’d die if anything happens to them, especially Leo. I love him so much. “Hello, anyone here?” Mikey called.
“Good evening, Michelangelo,” the Rat King said, approaching him. “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.”
“Evening? What?”
"Yes. Time flies when you’re having fun, eh?” the Rat King said and chuckled. “It’s eight p.m. You’ve been asleep for five hours.”
"Where are my bros? I'll kill you If you’ve done anything to them, dude,” Mikey snarled.
The laid back turtle wasn't aggressive by nature, but he could be just as aggressive as his brothers if anyone threatened his family.
“Donatello offered you to me and all I care about is our time together, Michelangelo." The Rat King said. He tilted Mikey’s chin up and planted a smacker on his lips.
"Yuck!" Mikey said. He spat, wrinkled his nose in revulsion and said, "Gross, dude. You smell like rancid food.”
"Gourmet food's sadly a rarity in the sewers. I make do with what I get.”
"What do you mean Don offered me to you?”
"Just that. He said I could have you and I will. All of you,” the Rat King purred, running his hands down Mikey’s plastron and inhaling his scent. “You smell glorious, Michelangelo, and you'll smell even more delicious when our smells and fluids mix.”
"You're wacko, dude, and I’ll never consent to sleeping with you. Why would Don give me to you? I don’t understand.”
"Because he wants Leonardo and it’s the only way he can with you out of the way. We'll be very happy together. I won’t maltreat you, like Slash will do to Raphael. He told me when we were plotting to eradicate you what his VERY special plans for Raphael are. Hehe. I loved them, so I want to do the same. Do you like pain, Michelangelo?"
"No, you sick dude. Let me go!”
"I can’t do that, Michelangelo,” the Rat King said, rubbing Mikey’s slit.
Don’t drop down, Mikey, the turtle told himself. Don’t. Resist and fight. The Rat King rubbed faster and despite himself, Mikey dropped down into his hands.
“You’re a nice size,” the Rat King said approvingly. “Are you as big as Raphael?”
“Why do you want to know dude? Have you got a crush on him?” Mikey asked.
“Just curious. It’s you I’ve always wanted, Michelangelo. Are you hungry? I could make you some dinner.”
“Get bent!”
The Rat King licked Mikey’s cock and took it into his mouth, sucking for all he was worth, deep throating. Mikey's breath hitched and he let out a deep churr, as the waves of pleasure hit him. He hadn’t had a blowjob, since Raphael had joined the relationship two months earlier, because Raphael took up virtually all of Leo's time.
Mikey had missed a blowjob. Damn. That's kind of nice, he thought. No. Have to fight it.
“Stop!” Mikey said.
The Rat King ignored him and continued sucking. Mikey churred again, as another orgasm hit him, his seed shooting down the Rat King’s throat. The Rat King eagerly swallowed and released Mikey’s cock.
"“Like that, my beautiful turtle?” the Rat King asked.
“Fuck off,” Mikey said breathlessly.
“Hah. I knew you would, Michelangelo. I’ll take very good care of you. I promise. I’m going to look for some food. I’ll be back in a bit, my sweet love.”
Mikey looked around for anything he could use to free himself, but not finding anything, his eyes filled with tears and he thought, I’m trapped like a rat by a rat. Shit. I get it. Don wanted Leo, so he ensured I was drugged to get me out of the way, but offering me to the Rat King, one of our sworn enemies? It’s unforgiveable. Did he give Raph to Slash? How could Don do that to us, his brothers, and betray us like that? I have to get free. I only hope Raph's okay. And what about Leo? Is he all right? I have to get free. There has to be a way.
Mikey remembered he had a knife in his ankle guard and was about to raise his left leg, when the Rat King returned.
"I'm back," the Rat King said. "And I have supper," he added and showed Mikey a large container.
“Gross. That stuff’s ripe,” Mikey complained. “Is it limburger?”
“Yes. My favorite. Open up, my green lover.”
“I’m not hungry!”
“You need to eat, Michelangelo, and you will.”
I need my strength to fight, so I have to accept what he gives me, Mikey thought.
“Okay. I’ll eat it,” Mikey said and opened his mouth. The Rat King opened the container and shoved cheese into Mikey’s mouth. The turtle chewed and swallowed until all of the cheese was gone. “Now what?” Mikey asked.
“Now for dessert,” the Rat King said and winked.
“I’m full!”
“Yes, but I’m not. I want you, Michelangelo, and judging from the screams I heard several tunnels down, Slash wants Raphael. It sounded like Raphael was being taught a lesson. Slash has some magnificent toys that I’m sure he’s using. I’d love to see your hot headed brother all cowed and tamed and whimpering like a kicked dog. You’re lucky you got me. I’m going to love you and pet you and treat you, like you deserve.”
“I’ll never love you, dude,” Mikey hissed.
“That’s okay. I have enough love for both of us.”
Mikey shut his eyes and thought, please don’t let this happen. Please. I don’t want this. I don’t want this. I want to be home with Leo and even Raph. I’ll even be nicer to Raph. Just …His thoughts were interrupted by a sharp thrust inside of him. He’s violating me and there’s nothing I can do. It hurts, Mikey thought miserably.
The Rat King smirked and said, “Relax. It’s going to be fun.” He settled himself into a steady rhythm and began thrusting in and out, hitting Mikey’s prostrate repeatedly. The young turtle churred and orgasmed, hot tears running down his cheeks.
The Rat King grunted and said, "You're so fucking awesome. This is sooo...Fuck. I’m going to cum. Nggh!”
He roared, deposited his seed deep into Mikey’s hole and said, “That was wonderful, Michelangelo. Did you have fun?” Getting no reply, he chuckled, pulled out and said, “Slash has many toys. Maybe I’ll borrow some of his. What do you think, Michelangelo? Whips and chains or maybe a leather belt? Traumatized, Mikey kept his eyes closed and didn’t answer, as his body shook with his silent sobs. “Raphael’s ass is going to be widened, Michelangelo. I think I’ll do the same to you. It'll make taking in my nine inch dick much, much easier. Get some sleep. I’m going to visit Slash. I’ll pass on your regards to Raphael.”
Now I really know what hell is, Mikey thought, sobbing bitterly and freely now that the Rat King had left the room. Me and Raph are trapped forever and the only escape is death. Our deaths.
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