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Pain Without Limits	By : Breech_Loader Category: Transformers > Transformers: Animated > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4156 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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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
- 8
- 9
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Pain Without Limits
By Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Rainbow Lizard
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Harley: I start these things but never complete them. I really ought to keep putting them up. Or at least stick with one story until I start another.
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Chapter Nine: Still Not Right
When he reached his room, Bumblebee saw Barricade putting the chairs and table back into place, and sitting down. The black and white mech looked up at him, "I do care about you, Bumblebee," he said quietly, "You're good to me. I just don't know if I love you. I don't know... don't know..." Barricade looked up, "How DO you know, anyway?"
"Barricade... we merged." Bumblebee blushed. "I... I KNOW the feeling was genuine when we did it... I just KNOW it... It had to be!" He stopped, tears leaking from his optics as he looked at Barricade, "Y-You don't love me back..."
"I... It's not like that," Barricade awkwardly wrapped his arms around Bumblebee, resting his head on the mech’s chassis, "Remember what Blackout and Starscream and Bonecrusher and Devastator all did to me? How am I ever going to be able to love anybody after that? Or how am I even going to know what love is supposed to be? They sure as frag didn't love me."
"B-But... I DO love you... I know it!" the Autobot cried out. He was being really naive about the whole loving thing with Barricade.
Barricade sighed, "I'm sorry," he muttered, "And I'm sorry I'm so dirty too. I didn't know I had all those viruses... and now I might have infected you with something."
"No! It's not your fault you’re a Decepticon!" Bumblebee cried out, throwing his arms around the Decepticon and crying into his chassis, “It’s not your fault you’re infected either! I love you just the same!”
Barricade just kept his arms around Bumblebee. He didn't know what to say or do but he didn't want to stand here and watch Bumblebee cry, "I don't want to be a Decepticon," he said quietly.
"Y-you don't?" Bumblebee asked, "Why? Y-You hate the Autobots..."
"I didn't say I wanted to be an Autobot," Barricade answered, "But I sure don't want to be a Decepticon. Not after what happened. You make me... happy." He tilted up Bumblebee's chin, and his harsh, angular face with its red optics looked right at the Camerro.
Bumblebee looked up at those red optics, “But... you said you didn’t-“
Barricade’s features twisted up, but he held onto Bumblebee, “You’re beautiful, and pure, and kind... all the things I’m not,” he said, almost regretfully, “But I still want to be here, with you. So wipe away those oily tears,” he smiled, “And put on your happy face.”
Bumblebee looked down, "So... It's over between us, then?"
"No, Bumblebee, it's not over," Barricade answered as gently as he could manage, "Not unless you want it to be," he added, using words very similar to those Bumblebee had used in the cell.
"Barricade..." Bumblebee put on a happy face and pulled him into a loving hug.
Barricade smiled again, hugging Bumblebee right back, I made him happy, he thought, I made him happy. He's happy because of me, and I didn't have to be hurt to make him happy... The ex-Decepticon had never been so happy in his life.
Bumblebee smiled and kissed him on the lips. "I don't mind... as long as I still get to be with you."
Barricade leant in, returning the kiss for a long while, "You should go to see your medic tomorrow," he said, “I'd hate it if you were infected when you could get cleaned out so easily."
"But... I'm not infected! There's no problem, Barricade." Bumblebee smiled back, kissing the Decepticon again.
Barricade paused, uncertain. He had definitely been infected, and he guessed he was clean now, so, no more nightmares or mood swings, right? He shrugged. They'd find out soon enough if he'd passed anything on to Bumblebee, or if there was anything left in him. And he didn't plan to go shagging anybody other than Bumblebee, so if it wound up that something was spread around the base, he'd know who was cheating on him, "Well, okay," he said quietly, "I just wanted to be sure..."
Bumblebee smiled and hugged Barricade, "I'm fine. It doesn't matter anyway... I'm going to look after you, and that's all that matters!"
A wide smile began to spread over Barricade's face and he leant in again, kissing Bumblebee passionately, trailing his fingers down the yellow Camerro's body and sucking gently on his lips, "Bumblebee..." he whispered, "You are so beautiful... so kind... so innocent... All the things I'm not... and never will be..."
"B-But you are beautiful Barricade..." Bumblebee gently and passionately kissed the mech.
"I am?" Barricade asked, confused, and pausing the kiss. He didn't sound too certain about this claim; indeed he was thinking about his angular face and all the spiky bits he sported, “Oh,” he muttered, breaking the kiss, "You're just saying that out of pity," he said after a moment, "If there’s one thing I really hate, apart from Blackout, it’s pity."
“Pity is for the weak,” Bumblebee tried to reassure Barricade, "You are very handsome... at least to me, you are... I think you're beautiful," he smiled and stroked Barricade's cheek, “And you can be kind too,” he added.
Barricade smiled again awkwardly, and wrapped his arms around Bumblebee, sitting back down on the bunk, "You really think that?" he checked, enjoying Bumblebee's touch, "So... if you're so certain you're clean," he smiled, "Maybe we can... some more... you know?"
"I don't know... Barricade..." Bumblebee kissed him on the lips. "Maybe tomorrow... I'm feeling a little tired right now..."
Barricade nodded, kissing Bumblebee again, and laying down, pulling the Camerro to lie down beside him, cuddling up close and putting a light pressure on his chassis.
Eventually they fell asleep.
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"I've got a new idea for a game with our resident whore," Starscream told Blackout, looking down at a shaking Barricade. The mech might have been shaking in terror, but he was not showing it on his face.
"What?" the helicopter asked.
"Bear with me," the Seeker told him, "Just grab that slut and follow me."
Blackout picked up Barricade and threw him over his shoulder, following Starscream. He could hear Barricade's soft whimper of fear as he did so, and it made the 'copter grin.
As they walked along the corridors of the Nemesis, Starscream passed Bonecrusher, and muttered something in his audios. The ugly Decepticon slowly grinned and followed them. They then met Devastator, and there something rather similar happened.
The three mechs followed Starscream into the recreation room, and Barricade grunted with pain as he was thrown onto a metal table and bent forward over it, "What are you going to do?" he asked, his vocals shaking slightly despite his attempts to sound angry.
"Why, Barricade," Starscream grinned widely, "We're all going to have a little fun with you. Hold still, or you'll get a good shock to that handy collar of yours - and this will hurt far more."
"WHAT are you going to DO?!" Barricade shouted angrily. He knew what 'fun' was now, but it could vary to be many things. All of them humiliating.
"We're going to see how many times a whore like you can take it up the exhaust in one night," Bonecrusher growled.
Barricade's optics widened, "You... you can't be serious!" he shouted fearfully. He was raped almost every other night now, but he'd never been raped more than twice, on the occasions two mechs trapped him.
"Oh, this is very serious," Blackout smirked, "You belong to me, slut... but this sure looks like fun."
The helicopter went first, grabbing Barricade's shoulders and pinning him down before he could get away, unlatching the smaller mech's crotch-plate, and then his own. There was a brief pause as he prepared himself, then forced his way into Barricade's dry exhaust. The far smaller Decepticon howled in pain as the interface cables were forced into him, and Blackout began to push back and forth. Barricade struggled, but Blackout’s claws dug into his shoulders. Eventually he overloaded into the younger Decepticon, pulling out and laughing nastily.
Barricade was shaking and whimpering on the table, but as soon as he felt Blackout pull back, he tried to stand and get away. Then Starscream moved forward quickly, and, already aroused by Blackout's actions, pushed his way in quickly - too quickly. Barricade had stopped struggling, trying to lie still so that it hurt less. Even then it was terribly painful, with Starscream forcing his cables in and out rapidly. He overloaded and this second rape came to an end with a grunt of satisfaction from Starscream.
It was no mercy though. The huge Devastator moved forward, pinning Barricade down, his claws digging into the younger mech's shoulders. By now Barricade was torn up inside his exhaust, and bleeding energon from it. It did not make for a good lubricant. As Devastator's thick interface cables entered Barricade roughly, he screamed in pain, clawing at the metal table. Devastator grunted with every thrust in and out, and finally overloaded, pulling away again.
Bonecrusher moved forward, and pushed himself into Barricade next. The unfortunate Decepticon had started to sob by now, and over Bonecrusher’s grunts and moans, he could hear the other three mechs making lewd comments about how weak and pathetic he was, and how good it was to see him screaming and crying like this. The ugly mech eventually overloaded, and pulled out again, chuckling at the blood trickling from Barricade’s aft.
The younger Decepticon could no longer even stand, still bent over the table crying and bleeding as his other four ‘comrades’ laughed and discussed what they had done behind him.
“The whore’s still going,” Blackout commented with a sneer.
“Hmmm...” Starscream considered this, “Ready for another go, Blackout? How many times can WE fuck him in one night?”
“No...” Barricade moaned as he listened to this. It was barely forty minutes since Blackout had first raped him. He had thought that after Bonecrusher finished, that might be it for the night, “Please, oh please no more,” he begged.
“Listen to him begging for mercy! From US! He just can’t handle it!” Bonecrusher sneered cruelly as he forced his way in.
Eventually it ended. Barricade was barely conscious, for his ‘comrades’ had taken turns with his body repeatedly. Bonecrusher and Starscream had both lasted two rounds, Blackout had lasted three, and Devastator was the ‘winner’ at four, before he was all tired out. Barricade could hear him bragging even now.
It hurt. It hurt so much.
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