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Pain Without Limits	By : Breech_Loader Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4156 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Slut
- 2-Whore
- 3-Survivor
- 4-Pet
- 5-Toy
- 6-Victim
- 7-Nutcase
- 8-Happy Happy Joy Joy
- 9-Still Not Right
- 6
- 7
- 8
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Pain Without Limits

Co-written by Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Rainbow Lizard

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Harley: Sorry it’s taken such a long time. I was kinda distracted and... aw, crap, I really don’t have an excuse. It’s not like the chapter hasn’t been ready for weeks anyway.

Lizard: You can be a lazy cunt sometimes, can’t you Harley?

Harley: I can be a lazy cunt some- HEY!

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Chapter Seven: Nutcase

"The guy's been through a lot, Optimus. Isn't there anything we could do? That poor Decepticon got raped by almost all his teammates to the point of near insanity." Bumblebee told Prime, ingesting some energon and looking at Optimus with a serious face. They were in the canteen.

"It is an appalling thing that happened to him," Optimus Prime agreed, "But I'm really not sure what we can do for him that we're not doing already. Letting him out of that cell would be a terrible risk for both us and humans - he could soon escape, and we can't be sure he wouldn’t hurt somebody afterwards. He seems to trust you though, and that's something..." Optimus sighed, "But I doubt he'd stick around if he had the opportunity to escape."

"I guess so...” Bumblebee agreed, “If he were an Autobot in that state I'd keep him in the cell...but..." the yellow Camerro looked down in guilt, "I just... I find myself caring more than that about him... He seems like a nice guy when you get to know him..."

Prime raised an eye ridge, "Are you certain that isn't just the way he wants you to feel?" he asked, "I don't want YOU to be hurt, Bumblebee."

"I can just tell..." Bumblebee looked up into Prime's blue optics, "He's serious. I swear it."

"Very well," Optimus said quietly after a pause, "I give you permission to leave his cell unlocked the next time you leave it. That way he'll know he's no longer a prisoner," the Autobot leader nodded to himself, "He can leave - if he wants to. And if he does want to... it's better that he leaves sooner rather than later," the mech finished.

"Are you sure?" Bumblebee looked up. "You seemed to give in a little easy..."

"Yes, I'm sure," Prime said calmly. In fact, the main reason he had allowed this was because he was concerned about Bumblebee. Caring about a Decepticon who was probably using the young Autobot to gain trust and get out? Making Bumblebee care about him, when he probably cared nothing at all for the Camerro? If that was the case, he wanted to get rid of Barricade as quickly as possible.

"So... would you think he'd ever come back... you know... to visit me?" Bumblebee asked, looking down at the floor and hiding a blush.

Optimus shook his head, "If he decided to leave? Probably not," the leader replied, "It would probably be best not to rely on him too much. After all, he says he has been hurt, and he is a Decepticon."

Bumblebee looked up, "Optimus..." he managed, before shaking his head, "...I'm gonna go see if he's okay, do you mind?"

"Not at all," Prime told him, "But please Bumblebee, remember... Barricade is still wounded from what his comrades have done to him. To him, close contact is an act of fear and pain, not friendship."

Bumblebee smiled, "I'll be fine. He trusts me." Walking off, he waved behind his back to Optimus as he entered the cell block, walking to Barricade's door and knocking on it, "Barricade? You okay?" he asked through the bars of the door.

He couldn't see anybody in the cell. He walked in, and soon saw Barricade huddled in the corner of the wall, a place quite impossible to see from the door. He looked as if he had been crying, oily streaks dried on his face, and he was shaking, a frightened look in his optics that he was trying to cover up with anger - and failing.

"Barricade! Did something bad happen?" Bumblebee ran in and knelt beside the slightly larger mech, taking his hand. Stroking it gently he looked into the Decepticon's optics, "Are you okay?"

Fear flickered in Barricade's optics, despite his attempt to hide it, and he yanked his hand away from Bumblebee, "What do you want?" he growled, his voice shaking, "What do you REALLY want from me?"

"Barricade, I want nothing... I just came in to check on you," Bumblebee smiled, "Prime says I can let you go free today..." he said, beginning to repeat the conversation that he had had with his boss in the canteen that morning.

Barricade jumped to his feet, almost falling over backwards had the wall not been there, "What do you WANT?!" he asked, his voice rising. He desperately tried to replace the fear in his face for anger, but found it too difficult as he backed away from Bumblebee, into a different corner, "It's a trick, it must be, it's something horrible, it must be!" he almost screamed.

Barricade was going crazy and Bumblebee did the only thing he could think of. He went up to the Decepticon and hugged him. "Barricade... it's okay, I'm not here to hurt you..." he said, trying to get him to calm down.

Barricade leant away from him, "I'll do anything..." he gasped, shaking, "I... I'll scream as loud as you want... I'll not scream at all... I'll pretend I like it... just don't... don't... just don't make me..."

Bumblebee realised with a shock that Barricade was offering him the opportunity to rape the Saleen, just so long as he didn't make him do something else - something he imagined was somehow even worse than being raped, "Barricade... I'm not gonna hurt you! It's me! Bumblebee!" he cried out, patting the Decepticon on the head, "You must have had a nightmare..."

After a brief pause, Barricade pulled away from Bumblebee, and leant face-first against the wall, "Just a nightmare," he agreed, "It was horrible... I thought I could trust you... but in the nightmare..."

"You CAN trust me." Bumblebee argued. "I will NEVER do those things to you. I promise," He slowly and gently wrapped his fingers around Barricade's arm, his soft touch showing just how much he cared for the mech.

Barricade turned to face him, "You said... I'm being released," he said, "Is that really true? It wasn't just a trick, a lie to humiliate me more?"

"No," Bumblebee smiled, "I can let you out today, if you want..." He gave Barricade a reassuring cuddle.

"But... where would I go?" Barricade's optics narrowed, "Even if you Autobots stop hunting me, there's still the humans, and... and... I don't want to go back to the Decepticons..." he muttered, sounding ashamed.

Bumblebee looked down, "I don't know..." he said quietly.

"Did you mean it?" Barricade asked, looking into Bumblebee's soft blue optics with his hard red ones, "Not Prime, you. Did you really mean it? If I want to leave, you'd let me go right now?"

"Yeah... Of course I would..." Bumblebee replied, "You really want to leave?" He looked down, a sad face growing.

Barricade looked down, his expression changing. Bumblebee could see the fear draining away. Without warning, the Decepticon jerked forward, pressing his lips against Bumblebee's. The kiss was hard, but passionate, and Bumblebee could already feel Barricade wrapping his arms around the Camerro's shoulders again.

Bumblebee hesitated, pulling away slightly, "B-Barricade... Wh-what are you doing?" he asked, slightly afraid. "You're not going to hurt me are you?"

Now it was Barricade's turn to look uncertain, "Did I do something wrong?" he asked, "I mean... for fifty years they've been doing it to me... you're the first person who's ever given the smallest frag about it. Even Frenzy didn't bother - he didn't want to get involved. But you..." he paused, "You were right in my nightmare, Bumblebee... I’m just a whore.”

Bumblebee stayed silent for a second, his pause making Barricade look slightly more uncertain, but then he pressed his own mouth to Barricade's, kissing back passionately while a blush grew on his cheeks.

One of Barricade's arms remained around Bumblebee's shoulders, while the other dropped down, his fingers pressing against the yellow armour, lightly at first, but growing increasingly more needy, "Mmm... Bumblebee..." he moaned, his mouth full, "It... doesn't hurt..."

Bumblebee moaned into the kiss, "Barricade..." He slowly stroked his fingers gently across the other's armour, teasing him into arousal.

Barricade broke the kiss this time, taking Bumblebee’s hands. Nervously, he led the Autobot over to his bunk, and sat down on the edge, pulling Bumblebee to sit beside him before he embraced the yellow Camerro again.

Bumblebee nuzzled the Decepticon's chest before allowing his tongue to run across the mech's body, teasing him more and more and climbing up fully onto the bed and smiling.

Barricade was still sitting on the edge of the bunk, looking nervous. It wasn't that he was afraid of Bumblebee. But merging hurt so much, and he didn't want to be hurt again. Sitting there, he looked down at his feet, suddenly feeling bad about moving over here.

"Barricade," Bumblebee stroked the Decepticon's leg, "What’s wrong? Are you afraid of me?" he asked, kissing him on the cheek.

"No... no, it's not that," Barricade insisted awkwardly, "I... want to be with you... but... merging always hurts so much, you know? And I don't want you to hurt me... I don't want you to hurt because you made me hurt."

Bumblebee smiled. "The only reason merging hurt you was because it was forced... It shouldn’t hurt all the time," he rested his hand on Barricade’s inner thigh, "It’s... been a while since I’ve merged... but normally people say it feels good."

Barricade looked a little nervous, "Are... are you sure?" he asked, "You sure they didn't just get used to it or they're saying it because their mate's right there?"

"I'm sure," Bumblebee smiled back, "I just want to give it a go... If it starts hurting we can stop right away, so don't worry..." He began to tickle the Decepticon's crotch.

Barricade gave a start, but a smile began to form on his harsh, angular face. Shifting so that he was kneeling on the bunk, he wrapped his arms around Bumblebee's shoulders again, and continued to kiss him passionately.

Bumblebee kissed back, sliding his tongue inside the other mech's mouth gently and falling backwards to a laid down position, with Barricade on top of him.

Barricade stopped again. He'd never been on top. He rolled off Bumblebee, lying beside him, still embracing and kissing him, feeling the heat build up between his thighs. As it did so, he fumbled awkwardly for the catches that would unlatch his crotch-plating and bare his aroused cables.

Smiling, Bumblebee turned to make his catches more visible and easier to unlatch and wrapped his arms around Barricade.

Barricade stroked at Bumblebee's sides for a little while, before fumbling again, this time for Bumblebee's crotch-plates. The assertive role was not one he was used to taking, and he was trembling slightly. Bumblebee couldn't tell whether it was in excitement or fear, or maybe both.

"Keep going..." Bumblebee smiled, taking Barricade's hands and guiding him to his crotch plates, helping him take them off.

Barricade didn't seem at all sure of what to do next. Oh, he knew quite well what to do if he wanted to make Bumblebee scream and cry in terror and pain... but he didn't want to do that. He didn't know what to do to make it feel good. He hung his head, ashamed of his own ignorance.

"Barricade... what's wrong?" Bumblebee asked, a blush growing, "Are you okay?"

"I don't know what to do," Barricade admitted, "Somebody else has always done it to me... and it hurt," his face twisted up, "I must sound like such a filthy whore."

Smiling, Bumblebee rolled on top, "Shall I take over then?" He leant down and kissed the mech on the lips.

Barricade considered this. Bumblebee was ASKING. Asking him if he wanted to do this. And he wasn't crying, or afraid, or wishing he was somewhere or somebody else. He wanted to be here, close to Bumblebee, "Yes," he said, "I... I want you to be in control."

"If it scares you too much... Just tell me to stop." Bumblebee told him, kissing the mech's chassis.

Barricade bent his knees, bringing his exhaust up. He wanted to face Bumblebee for every moment of this. Even if it started hurting. He needed to see the look in the Autobot's optics.

Bumblebee smiled, "I love you, Barricade," He then began to take off, as gently as possible, the armour plating that the Decepticon had, and slowly stimulating the cables as gentle as he could.

"Mmmm..." Barricade moaned, and while one hand stroked Bumblebee's face, holding it gently so that they maintained optical contact, the other began to slide aside Bumblebee's yellow armour plate.

Bumblebee smiled and kissed Barricade on the lips passionately, his optics staring right back.

Knees still bent, Barricade kept kissing Bumblebee, his lips moving against the Camerro’s. By now most of their armour was removed, and Barricade could feel his own Spark pulsing rapidly in his chassis in anticipation, "Bumblebee..." he moaned through the kiss.

"Y-You ready?" Bumblebee asked, blushing, he continued to kiss and moaned in pleasure.

"I... I guess so," Barricade managed, preparing himself for the pain of Bumblebee's interface cables.

Smiling, Bumblebee connected one cable into his port. "It won't hurt, Barricade... I promise."

"Nngh..." Barricade tensed up as Bumblebee eased his way in, ready to suppress a cry of pain - then stopped. It didn't feel anything like any previous fucks he'd endured. There was a twinge of pain as the cable stretched his port... but nothing like the forceful, agonising thrusts of the Decepticons, "Oh..."

"Are you okay?" Bumblebee smiled, pushing another cable in, kissing the Decepticon.

"Nngh..." Barricade moaned, "Keep... going... it's good..." he began to slide his tongue into Bumblebee's mouth, pausing to add, "Fill me right up..."

Bumblebee smiled as he said that and replied, "With pleasure." He continued to plug in cables, then began to push his hips back and forth gently, easing Barricade into the act. Barricade moaned louder, this time very clearly a sound of pleasure, his body filled with Bumblebee's interface cables, his mouth filled with Bumblebee's tongue. The moans increased in volume and pleasure as he started to rock his aft back and forth against Bumblebee's hips.

Bumblebee continued to thrust also in time and also moaned. "Barricade, it feels so good... Barricade..." He continued to moan the other mech's name, "Are you... okay?" he asked inbetween moans.

Barricade could only nod between moans and gasps, "Harder," he gasped out, clutching at the yellow Autobot, "Bumblebee... harder..."

"I'm going... oh Barricade!" Bumblebee groaned, thrusting again.

"Mmmm! Ah! Oh yes! Bumblebee!" Barricade ran his tongue over Bumblebee's lips, more aroused with every thrust. This felt so good, so warm, so free of pain. He could feel Bumblebee's feelings as data was exchanged between them, and he knew Bumblebee could feel his, "I don't want it to end!" he cried out.

"Barricade... Keep going?" Bumblebee asked, carrying on. He felt slightly nervous, now knowing what Barricade felt... love, yet nerves, thinking that at any moment it could end and he could descend into a nightmare of torture.

"Yes!" Barricade cried out. Despite the fear he felt, if Bumblebee was going to hurt him he wanted to know now rather than later. He could feel Bumblebee's fear of hurting him emotionally or physically, and, much as he was glad of it, he wanted to prove that this wasn't hurting. This felt good.

Bumblebee smiled, "It's... so good, isn't it?" He thrust some more, smiling and enjoying it as much as he possibly could.

The data began to cycle between them in an endless sequence of, "I know you know I know you know I know..." and Barricade clutched tightly at Bumblebee in passion, screaming in pleasure, "Bumblebee! Bumblebee! Bumblebee! I... want you!" he screamed, just before he overloaded from the pleasure of the merge.

Bumblebee overloaded shortly after him, and panting frantically from the overload, Barricade couldn't think of anything but Bumblebee. His RAM was filled up with both of their emotional data. A systems reboot kicked in, and he offlined briefly. Soon the Autobot followed suit, falling offline beside the Decepticon, holding him in a loving embrace.

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Harley: That’s how Transformers orgasm. The data just goes around and around between the two lovers and picks up more data with every cycle. Eventually they can’t handle all that emotional data and overload. It’s like I know you know I know you know I know you know I know you know I know.

Lizard: I know. So how’s it different with rape?

Harley: Well, the victim’s got their firewall up because they’re so scared/angry. So the data can’t be exchanged. The rapist will be able to last longer, and their RAM will overload from physical pleasure, but because it’s all their own data, they won’t need to reboot.

Lizard: Yeah I see. It's like the code algorithm they thought up in 'Digital Fortress', where the code is ENDLESS because it rotates, basically looping about, so in encryption, the machine doesn't know when it has calculated the code because it rotates an endless amount.

Harley: Uh, yeah...
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