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Prisoner of Desire	By : bigbadvillian Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3855 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers Animated or any faction of HasTak, and make no money from writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Prisoner of Desire
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Chapter Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-Chapter Elelven
- 12-Chapter Twelve
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Chapter Nine

Jazz had woken up moments after Lockdown had dropped him in his separate cell. He was cold, angry and also feeling a tiny bit sick, but he had not contracted a virus from the ancient bounty hunter. He tried to block the horror from his memory banks and instead focus his attention on getting him and Prowl out of this terrible place. He began to shift around, trying to break free of the chains bound tightly around his frame.

Jazz was strong, and he had managed to loosen the bonds and was close to breaking free entirely when Lockdown finally reentered the brig. Jazz froze as the door slid open, the hunter’s shadowed figure stepping in. Jazz could almost hear the music now: shrill, reminiscent of horror flicks when the psychopathic villain prepares to torture and kill his victim in the most horrific manner. Jazz flinched at the mere idea of it.

“Hey, Jazz,” Lockdown said casually, as though wishing to start a friendly chat, “how ya doin’?”

“Where’s Prowl?” Jazz sneered through clenched dentals, “He’d better be all right, you bastard.”

“Every time I see you two, you’re always asking where the other is. He’s fine, Jazz. He had a virus, but I fixed him up. He’s clean and recharging.” Jazz’s jaw fell open.

“A—a virus? What kind of virus!? TELL ME!”

“Don’t start with me, youngling. I’m not getting into an argument with you. He’s clean, he’s fine, and he’s napping. He’s completely safe and unharmed.” Lockdown stepped closer to Jazz, grabbed the ninja by the arms and growled,

“And you will be too, if you don’t frag around. I see you’ve loosened yourself from these chains. You’re talented, Jazz. I can see why Prowl likes you. You ever tie him up on the berth and get him to scream your name for you?”

“Slag off, you pervert,” Jazz spat, “You keep your disgusting servos offa him, Lockdown, you hear me?” Lockdown laughed and threw Jazz down on one of the brig’s berths and chained him up tighter.

“Jazz,” he began, “I’ve had my way with him more than once now. Even if I never touched him again, I’d still have the memories of him screaming as I stuffed my fingers into his tight port, how he begged me to take him when he couldn’t take it anymore. I love kissing him. I think I may even be love with him.”

“Like Pit you are,” Jazz snorted, “You stay away from him, Lockdown. You don’t know what love is. You proved it when you raped us.”

“Oh, honestly,” Lockdown sighed falsely, “just shut up already, wouldja? I bet I know more about Prowl in the berth than you do. I broke him, Jazzy. I made him cry, beg, scream and moan for me, all at the same time. Have you managed to do this? Have you ever worked him into a screaming, crying, beg—”

“SHUT UP!”

“His processor is delicate, he’s easy to dominate. He may be a strong ninja, but he’s no match for me, Jazz. He’s a little princess, and you’re his little prince, aren’t you? Protective, loving, gentle…you’re everything a mech could wish for. Yet here you are, both part of my collection now.”

Jazz stared silently in disbelief as Lockdown continued to speak about Prowl in such a filthy way. Was this all Lockdown saw in them? Sex toys? Was there any hope at all for them to escape?

“Lockdown,” he finally choked out, “please, just let us go. We’ve never done anything to hurt you, we want nothing to do with you. What did Prowl do to you that warrants this sort of punishment anyway?”

“Oh, nothing,” Lockdown answered with a dangerous smile, “he’s just the hottest piece of aft I’ve ever met. Anyone would want to fuck him, even Megatron. Come on, Jazz, that’s the real reason you like him, isn’t it. ‘Cause he’s fraggin’ sexy.”

“That’s NOT the reason I love him, fragger,” Jazz hissed, “I love him because of who he is. I don’t focus on looks or how he’s shaped, unlike you. I see what’s inside and I fell for his intellect, wit and skills.”

“Yeah, sure. All that and his tight little aft. Admit it, you’ve looked at it and said, ‘damn, that’s hot’. ADMIT IT.”

Jazz looked away, partly because it was true, but mostly because he didn’t want to have this conversation with Lockdown, of all mechs. The hunter rolled his optics, then took this opportunity to shock the white ninja.

Jazz gasped as Lockdown lifted both of his legs up in the air and pressed his mouth against the ninja’s plug. Jazz tried to kick and get those filthy servos off his body, but it was to no avail. Lockdown tightened his grip and gave Jazz a (fantastic, he desperately tried to avoid thinking) blowjob. Lockdown was so very skilled at it, as though he’d done it a million times before.

Hot panting and moans filled the room with each kiss, each lick. Heat began to emanate off Jazz’s body as he cycled air through his vents. He was unable to silence himself…there was no time for him to shut off his vocalizer. The white ninja’s hips suddenly managed to thrust upwards as overload hit him. Jazz screamed as his body reacted to the pleasure between his legs. His optics went off-line as he passed out, circuits stilling frying and sizzling from the unexpected attention.

Lockdown pulled away and placed Jazz’s legs back down on the berth, smirking with wicked pleasure before walking out to check on Prowl again.
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