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Chapter 76: Retaliation

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********IMPORTANT NOTE THINGY... Ehhh, it's been brought to my attention that apparently I should put a BDSM disclaimer on this chapter......although the bondage used is hardly really that...as for the sadism & masochism, I had no idea this chapter was so vastly different from anything I'd put in the story before. *blinks* So...uh...I guess I'm putting a BDSM disclaimer on here. Oh, and blood. Not much at all (I actually forgot Dib would have bled, so that goes to show it's not TOO bad). So, you have been warned, my squeamish friends!

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Still holding Dib firmly by the arm, Zim walked into the suite, closing the door and locking it behind him, dragging the human over to the bed and shoving him hard.

Dib landed on his back on the gel-filled mattress, sitting up a little and blinking at his lover in mild confusion.

Zim’s eyes narrowed angrily, and he growled. “Don’t EVER do that again, Dib.”

Dib blinked. “Do what?”

Hissing dangerously, Zim shoved him back down and climbed on top of him, wrapping his long fingers tightly around the human’s throat. “Don’t attempt to arouse me in front of my crew, Dib-worm. I’m only going to warn you once.”

Dib’s eyes narrowed slightly and he grinned. “And then what’ll happen?”

“You’ll sleep with GIR for a week,” he snapped.

His expression instantly turning to one of dismay, Dib swallowed hard. “I’ll behave.”

Zim nodded curtly. “Good.” He squeezed Dib’s throat tightly, then released him, still straddling his chest. “But I don’t think that’s quite satisfactory.”

Dib quirked a brow in confusion. “What do you mean?”

A dark grin crept across Zim’s face. “I think you need to be punished.”

“Say what??”

Zim snickered. “Oh, don’t think I haven’t studied your planet’s correctional techniques, Dib. I happened to find them…quite interesting.” Although he did find it extremely odd when he saw them used on those mating videos GIR kept bringing home…

Dib yelped when Zim fisted a hand in his Metallica shirt. “Whoa, easy, this is my last t-shirt!” He smiled nervously. “Uh…please?”

Sighing, Zim shook his head. “Giving me orders again, human. When will you learn?” In a split second, he had Dib pinned with his metal spider-legs as he moved down his human’s body and undid Dib’s pants. “Honestly, I really hope that I’m not going to have to keep you in line like this all the time.”

“In line like what?”

“Roll over.” Zim growled, retracting his spider-legs into his PAK.

Dib’s eyes widened. Zim couldn’t possibly be planning on—

“ROLL OVER.” He snarled.

Maybe he could. “Uh, Zim, listen, could we talk about this?”

Zim grabbed a handful of Dib’s t-shirt and pulled. “Roll over, or I shred this.”

Dib promptly rolled over, unable to help feeling a little nervous. But when Zim tugged his pants and boxers down to his knees, he got VERY nervous. “Would it help if I apologized?” he laughed nervously.

Zim scowled.

WHACK!

Dib yelped sharply, the hand mark on his ass already stinging. “GAH!! Zim, really, be reasonable!”

WHACK!

“Ow! Zim, I’m serious, you’re overrea—”

WHACK!

“OW!!” Dib writhed, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “I already said I wouldn’t do it ag—”

WHACK!

“Dammit!!” Dib clenched his teeth. It was more than obvious that Zim wouldn’t relent until he was satisfied that Dib had been thoroughly punished. He winced at the next blow, but said nothing, shuddering at the pain. It was burning hot, but it wasn’t entirely unpleasant. He let out a soft moan at the next blow, his fingers clenching in the sheets.

Zim paused for a moment, his red hand marks spread over Dib’s backside. He could have sworn he’d heard the human moan…he squeezed Dib’s ass roughly, grinning when his lover squeaked and writhed under him. Good…it was still causing him pain. He raised his hand again, blinking when GIR hopped onto the bed and held something out to him.

“Use this, Master!!”

Dib’s eyes widened in horror when he saw the paddle. “GIR, no!! Don’t!!” He scowled when Zim took it from the little robot, and Dib growled at him. “Traitor…”

GIR just grinned stupidly and sat down on the bed to watch.

Zim considered telling the robot to get lost, then decided there wasn’t really any harm in letting him watch any more, as he had deleted GIR’s surveillance program as soon as they’d established themselves on the Massive.

Dib rose onto his hands and knees, turning and glaring at the Invader. “No, Zim. No way in HELL are you using that on me.” He started to scramble away, yelping when Zim hooked him around the waist with one of his spider legs.

“Trying to escape, Dib-pig?” Zim taunted, then scowled, his antennae stiffening. “I don’t think so.” He hauled the human back, his spider leg lifting Dib up so that his knees weren’t touching the bed any longer, and all the human could do now was kick his legs and tug at the sheets in vain. Raising the paddle, he brought it down sharply against Dib’s already reddened buttocks, delighted by the loud cracking sound it made against the flesh and the way it made the human cry out and struggle.

“Zim, please…” Dib moaned, his ass burning and his dick achingly hard now. He yelped at the next stroke, his eyes clenching closed as he held tighter to the sheets. “Please…”

Zim’s eyes narrowed and he grinned. “Please what, Dib-worm? Please stop…” he ran a hand gently over the hot skin, “…or please keep going?”

Dib’s cheeks flushed the same colour as his backside, and he licked his lips nervously as he lowered his head, uttering a groan of humiliation. He shouldn’t be enjoying this! “Please…keep going…”

Zim snickered in fiendish glee, his antennae twitching and flattening against his skull. “What was that, Dib-stink?” He rubbed the surface of the paddle gently over the abused flesh, the wicked grin still on his face. “I didn’t quite hear you.”

Dib turned his head, glaring over his shoulder at his Irken lover, snapping at him. “Damn it, Zim, would you just hit me?!”

The Invader pouted, shaking his head. “Not unless you ask me nicely, Dib-monkey.”

The human ground his teeth, groaning in frustration, then forcing sweetness into his tone. “Please, Tallest Zim, keep going. Keep hitting me.”

Zim grinned, his eyes narrowing in sadistic glee as he raised the paddle, bringing it down sharply, ignoring his S.I.R. unit’s wild giggling as Dib yelped and kicked in pained delight. He still held Dib up with the spider leg, bringing the paddle down sharply, the swings in quick succession, barely giving his human time to catch a breath between blows.

Dib gasped as soon as the air would enter his lungs, and he clawed frantically at the sheets, trembling violently as tears stung his eyes. His ass was throbbing, and it hurt so bad, but he was a hair’s breadth away from coming.

The Irken purred, removing his gloves and stroking his bare hands over Dib’s swollen backside, his eyes drifting closed in delight as his human lover squirmed and whimpered softly.

The touches on his aching skin were maddening, and Dib mewled sharply. “Zim, fuck me…please…”

GIR snickered, sitting at one corner of the bed and eating popcorn soaked in an obscene amount of butter.

Zim’s antennae twitched forward at Dib’s request, and he pursed his lips. “Hmm…no. No, Dib-stink, you were bad. I think I’m going to make you get me off, and then I might let you come.” He dropped Dib on the bed, his spider legs retracting into his PAK as he began to undo his uniform pants.

Dib rose onto his hands and knees, wincing at the pain in his backside, then blinking at him incredulously. “You might let me? Come off it, Zim, you can’t be serious.” At the Irken’s threatening glare, Dib backed away slightly, scowling. “Screw this. If you’re gonna be that way, I’ll just jack off.” Turning, he moved to climb off of the bed, then yelped when he was tackled and wrestled back down onto the sheets on his back, crying out in pain when Zim pushed his arms up and the razor-sharp points of two metal spider legs buried themselves in his palms.

Grabbing Dib’s jaw, Zim lowered his head so that their faces were mere inches apart, his voice a low hiss. “I would watch my mouth if I were you, my human. I am not playing now.”

Swallowing hard, Dib gazed up at him, a modicum of actual fear running through his veins and making his arousal burn hotter.

Digging the points of his spider legs in a little harder, Zim finished undoing his pants and pulled his erection out, running his bare hand over it slowly. “You obviously haven’t been punished enough.”

Zim grabbed the human’s hips, freeing Dib’s hands just long enough to flip him over onto his belly.

Dib grunted when he landed on his aching erection, grimacing in pain, then yelping when Zim drove the spider legs into the backs of his forearms, just below the wrist. “GAH!! Zim, stop!!” He cried out when his incredibly sore backside was lashed with another of Zim’s mechanical legs, and Dib buried his face in the sheets, choking back a whimper.

“DON’T order me around, human!” Zim snarled, slashing the sharp point of one spider leg across Dib’s lower back a few times, then retracting it into his PAK, still keeping his human’s hands pinned down. “Honestly, Dib-pig, I think you like it when I give you pain.” Zim hissed, his eyes narrowed.

Dib clenched his teeth, but said nothing.

A sadistic grin crept across Zim’s face at the lack of a denial on Dib’s part. “I thought so.”

GIR, having gotten bored already, had gone elsewhere; although he’d left a long trail of butter and pieces of popcorn behind him, like a demented robot version of Gretel.

Shuddering, Dib waited, frowning when he heard Zim’s PAK slide open, and then an odd grinding sound. He shifted uneasily, the momentary silence making his skin crawl. What was Zim doing? The Irken had obviously thought up some other sick and sadistic form of punishment, but not knowing what it was actually scared him. “Wh-what are you doing, Zim?” he murmured, trying to look over his shoulder, yelping when he was lashed again with one of Zim’s metal legs, just inches away from his face.

“Eyes forward.” Zim snarled, continuing to adjust what he’d pulled from his PAK.

Dib jumped when Zim’s two lower spider legs slid under each of his legs, just above the thighs, and lifted him so that his ass was in the air again. Oh, fuck… he groaned inwardly, shaking his head. “C’mon, Zim, please… I said I was sorry, do you have to keep belting me?”

“I have to make sure you don’t repeat the mistake.” Zim stated impassively, then smirked. “Besides, you like pain, Dib-slut. You should enjoy this.”

The human cringed, moaning softly. “Zim, please, can’t I just—” A long metal tentacle plunged through Dib’s entrance and into his body, writhing around inside of him, and he let out a sharp yell, kicking wildly. “Fuck, Zim, FUCK!!”

The Irken grinned sadistically, lashing the human’s insides with the blunt end of the smooth coil, snickering at Dib’s fruitless attempts to escape. He prodded ruthlessly against Dib’s sweet spot, swatting him on both ass cheeks as it probed around inside of him.

Dib uttered a choked cry, grinding his teeth as fluid dripped from the end of his shaft. “Yeah!!” he panted, using the strong grip of the spider legs holding his forearms down to shove himself back onto the probing coil, “oh, fuck, Zim, YES!!!” He jumped when Zim brought the paddle down hard on his left ass cheek, making him yelp in pain…but then there was that long, probing tentacle inside of him that his body heat had already warmed to the point where it didn’t feel so intrusive…

Zim slowed the movements, thrusting the serpentine appendage into his human’s body in long, smooth plunges, grinning and running his tongue over the burning hot flesh of Dib’s buttocks.

His struggles slowing, Dib groaned hoarsely, his mouth and throat dry as he gasped for breath. He shuddered at the deep thrusting movements, burying his flushed face in the sheets as he spread his legs a little, utterly ashamed of himself for wanting to be fucked like this…there was nothing even remotely normal or human-like about this kind of sex…

Zim growled as he slid the tentacle in and out of the slick ring of muscle, his lip curling into a devious grin. “Yesss…it’s been so long since I’ve put you in your place like this, human…far too long…” he shoved the tentacle deep, relishing Dib’s startled cry. “I should force you to crawl at my feet and lick my boots again,” he hissed, smacking the other ass cheek hard with the paddle, his fist clenching around the handle when Dib cried out in pain.

Dib moaned loudly, clawing at the sheets. He’d almost forgotten about that…it had been a long time since that night…

Dropping the paddle, Zim growled and raked his fingers roughly over Dib’s reddened buttocks, then bit one hard as he lashed the tentacle around with violent force inside of his human’s body, almost purring at the way Dib screamed. When he lifted his head, he could see the result of his viciousness…namely, his own teethmarks on Dib’s backside, and a pool of Dib’s spunk on the sheets below him, some of it still dripping from the human’s shaft as he whimpered and trembled in the aftermath of his climax.

Shaking his head, Zim smirked. “I think you enjoyed your punishment far too much, Dib-monkey…”

Dib tensed, whimpering softly. “Please…”

Zim gazed at him for a moment, then shrugged. “Hopefully you’ll behave in future.” Carefully retracting the tentacle from Dib’s body and into his PAK, Zim released Dib’s arms and legs, settling back against the headboard and spreading his thighs, gesturing toward his own erection. “Suck me, human.”

As tired as he was, Dib managed to drag himself up between his lover’s legs, his backside aching with the movement, his insides still squirming from having that…odd thing…inside of him. He’d have to ask Zim later what it was.

Nuzzling the base of Zim’s shaft, Dib laved his tongue up the length, then took it into his mouth, sucking idly on the tip for a few seconds, then moving down on him. He uttered a sighing breath, his eyes drifting closed as he started to lavish attention on the flesh in his mouth, frowning as he began to work it harder, sliding a hand up between Zim’s legs and rubbing around the base of his shaft.

Arching into his lover’s mouth, Zim purred low in his throat, stroking Dib’s cheek idly as he watched his shaft disappearing into Dib’s lips and then sliding out again. Already on edge from torturing his human, it wasn’t long before Zim started thrusting hard into Dib’s mouth, and with a harsh cry, he grabbed Dib’s head and wrenched him down, holding him there as he poured his seed down the human’s throat, ignoring the way he tried to cough.

Dib gagged a little, but he managed not to puke, gasping for air as soon as Zim finally let him lift his head. Panting, he licked his lips, then flopped onto the mattress, resting his head on Zim’s thigh.

Shuddering, Zim let out a long sigh, then purred, stroking his human’s temple, his eyes drifting closed. “Hmmm…”

Smirking a little, Dib let out a shaky laugh. “Note to self: don’t arouse you in front of the crew. I think I can remember that one."

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