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Acounts of Abduction	By : GeminiStar Category: Digimon > General Views: 3308 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Okay, this chapter will only appear on AFF, not in the FF.Net edition. In other words, this chapter is basically smut. Just warning you. It�s a continuation of chapter 2. Don�t forget to tell me what you think.

Warnings: Kidnapping, rape, bondage, really strong lemon. minor, shouta, anal, etc.

POV: 3^rd Person

Disclaimer: I don�t own Digimon or anything related to it. Don�t sue me, I think I need the money for therapy.

Account of Abduction

Side Chapter 1: �Obsession� continued

Duskmon grinned expectantly down at the boy pinned beneath him, the one who was struggling against the much taller, much stronger body of �Higure Koukon� futilely. The boy had realized his predicament, realized the exactly who his captor really was, and the obvious fear reflecting in those beautiful blue eyes was oh so sweet. Duskmon could feel the already tremendous pressure of his desire rising as his eyes drifted across his prisoner�s delicately crafted body, only barely hidden by the sopping wet public school uniform, back up to the soft, petal-like lips, opened slightly as the teen begged silently for his release.

The captor licked his lips, leaning down to hover mere centimeters from the boy�s face. �Have you missed me, pet?� He whispered heavily, moments before planting a kiss right on the lips.

It wasn�t an easy one. Kouichi yelled in muffled protest, struggling harshly. Koukon increased the intensity of his kiss, his tongue slithering out to invade Kouichi�s mouth like a snake.

Five minutes later, he pulled up, breaking away. The boy took in a sharp gasp, gulping for air as a few hot tears of frustration and shame trickled down his cheeks.

�You can�t imagine how long I�ve longed for this.� Duskmon whispered huskily, grinding his hips into the boy beneath him so he could feel the bludge within the black leather pants. �Can you feel it, pet? Can you feel my desire? I�ve waited for this a long, long time, and now it�s time to take what belongs to me.�

�No�� The boy whimpered, trying to break the much stronger man�s hold. �Oh god�no��

�Oh, yes.� His captor hissed as the car pulled to a stop. �This is going to be so much fun��

Duskmon shifted both of the boy�s wrists into a single-fisted grip. With his free hand he reached to slide open the tinted window separating the back of the limo from the driver�s seat and whispered, �Take the scenic route home. The long one,� before slamming to shut again.

Then the hand reached into a pocket in the back of the chair, pulling out something silver and shiny. With one swift motion, a pair of hand cuffs had been clasped to Kouichi�s wrists, the chain looped through the hand hold on the inside of the door. Kouichi pulled at them, but found the clasp too strong and the chair too short to change his position at all.

�Now then�� Duskmon whispered sensuously, one long, thing hand stroking his captive�s soft cheek. �What do you say we get you out of those we clothes?�

Kouichi drew in a sudden gasp at the sounds of popping seams and tearing cloth. With a few short strokes of a pocket knife and tears with sharply-manicured nails, his school jacket and the button-down shirt he wore underneath had been shredded. The fine, sharp nails trailed over the pale skin experimentally.

�Ah�� Duskmon sighed, the red-brown eyes of his human form radiating with lust and desire. �Even nicer than I remember. You�ve been working out for me, pet.�

He shifted his weight to crouch back, running a long, cold breath of air from the boy�s waistline to the nape of his neck. Kouichi trembled as the chill ran up his spine.

�You like that, pet?� Duskmon laughed softly, running a second breath from the edge of the shoulder up his neck to his ear. �You�ll love this.�

Kouichi jerked suddenly at the warm trail he suddenly felt running down the side of his neck, then did it again as he realized what was happening. Duskmon was licking him! He had to hold back a gag at the thought as he squirmed to get away. Duskmon was licking him!

�Now that�s not very nice.� His air was suddenly gone as Duskmon punched him hard in the stomach, making him gasp, sputter and gag for breath. As though unsatisfied with this reaction, a slap across the face was added as a follow-up.

Another wave of pain shot through as Duskmon grasped a handful of his hair, enticing a light cry. �Now, listen, my pet�� The taller figure growled. �Do as I tell you, and this doesn�t have to hurt. Keep resisting my pleasure, and I promise you, it will become pain beyond your imagination.�

To emphasize, the hand tangled in the bluish-black strands increased its grip and pulled hard. The boy cried out painfully, and continued to do so until his captor let go.

�I do so love hearing your voice.� Duskmon laughed cruelly. �Now then�let�s try this again.�

This time the tongue ran momentarily over his collar bone before descending slowly but surely down his chest. Duskmon took care to explore every last crevice of muscle and flash as he went down, purposely tickling the sensitive skin. Kouichi couldn�t help but gasp as the tongue flicked over one of his nipples, then did it again before moving to the other one.

Quite soon, the exposed flesh of the boy�s chest and stomach was covered by a thin layer of warm, sticky spit, ending as Duskmon help his hips still and swirled his tongue in the boy�s navel. Soon, the Digimon in human�s clothing pulled back with a content sigh.

�Not bad, pet.� He breathed hotly, snaking back up to plant a kiss on the boy�s lips. �I love the way you taste.�

Kouichi hissed softly. �I hate you.�

�That�s too bad.� Duskmon grinned vilely, hands drifting down to toy with the boy�s button and zipper. �Because see, I own you. I have always owned you. Every last inch of you!�

He yanked down the offending garment with one fell stroke, dragging his boxers down with them to completely expose the boy. Kouichi kicked at him, but Duskmon simply shifted to sit firmly on the boy�s knees.

�Yes�� He hissed silkily, trailing his finger down the curve of the boy�s hip bones, then down into the tender skin of his inner thighs. �Every�last�inch. All mine.�

Kouichi gasped sharply as a hand slipped back to caress his rear end. �So soft. Hardly a flaw.� Duskmon licked his lips. �Absolutely perfect.�

�No�please�� Kouichi whispered as the hand wandered close to his crack. He didn�t want to beg, and the fact that he had nearly killed him, but trapped in a moving, locked car with both arms and legs useless left him no other choice.

The hand pulled away as a sickening, psuedo-sweet smile crept over Duskmon�s face. �We�ll just save that for a little later, pet.� He soothed icily, leaning back as he slowly unbuttoned the white shirt he wore, exposing a pale, smooth chest of his own. Keeping Kouichi pinned he leaned down slowly, making sure that their bare skin brushed against each other as he slid up to plant another long, forceful kiss on the boy�s lips, forcing his tongue in hungrily.

�Of course�� He whispered in a lust-laden, heavy breath, his lips pulling back mere centimeters to speak, drawing attention from his hands as they snaked lower. ��Don�t think I�ll wait for very long to enjoy everything you have to offer, my sweet little pet.�

He gasped the sensitive prong, cutting off Kouichi�s gasp with another bruising kiss. Duskmon�s grip tightened and jerked, enticing a muffled moan and a tiny stream of shamed tears. Kouichi started struggling even harder than before, but it was futile.

The idea registered in the boy�s mind like a dull strike, reiterated with every violating jerk. Violated. Assaulted. Raped. By his own evil side, come back to haunt him after all these years�

Duskmon, feeling the member begin to tremble in his hand, just grinned and pulled away to hear the boy�s gasps and moans. He was trying so hard not to enjoy it, so hard to keep it all in, but it was a hopeless cause. To emphasize this, Duskmon�s fondling became even faster as his kisses moved down the boy�s sensitive neck, sucking lightly at the nape, possibly the most sensitive spot on the boy�s body. Duskmon, of course, knew all about it, even if the oh-so-innocent little virgin did not�

The clinking of handcuffs accompanied the loud, involuntary moan heralding the sudden burst of wetness from below. Duskmon grinned into the side of his neck, sucking just once more before he pulled back and raised the hand that was now covered in gooey white. He licked one finger experimentally and grinned.

�Mm�Not bad.� He chuckled softly. �Quite a lot, too. But I suppose that�s to be expected at your first time.�

Kouichi glared at him, defiance showing past frustrated tears, but the only sound he made was harsh gasps for breath. Duskmon smiled coolly at him, bringing the still-soaked hand to the boy�s lips tauntingly. �Care to try?�

Kouichi snapped his mouth shut and pulled his head away. He couldn�t, he wouldn�t. It was disgusting and wrong and besides, he couldn�t give in to him�

�Open your mouth!� Duskmon snapped, and struck the boy hard across the face with the cleaner of his hands. He backhanded him even harder, slamming Kouichi�s head into the hard side of the door and eliciting a soft, involuntary cry.

In the mere seconds that the mouth was open, Duskmon thrust in the three remaining semen-coated fingers, pushing the boy�s chin up to close his lips around them. Ignoring the boy�s mumbled protests, he forced them in further, making sure to tickle the tongue with every one before he pulled them out again and forced the boy�s mouth closed.

�Now swallow.� He instructed, holding Kouichi�s mouth shut as though he were forcing a dog to take a pill. �Every last little bit. Don�t you taste delicious?�

Kouichi struggled, but gulped the contents down inadvertently. Duskmon grinned. �Good boy.� He hissed, taking his hand away. The thing finger moved down to undo the button of his own pants sensuously. �If you�re still thirsty, I can give you a drink.�

Kouichi snapped his mouth again, turning his head away stubbornly. Duskmon just chuckled, undoing his pants and exposing his own large member. �Not thirsty?� He cooed with false sweetness. �Well then�I think it�s time for that little treat we were saving, don�t you?�

With one swift motion he pulled open the boy�s legs, positioning himself firmly between them. Kouichi began to struggle against his bonds again, only to be struck hard across the face. �So rebellious.� Duskmon growled, pinning one leg against the seat with his body and pushing the other one out with his hands. �You won�t be so head-strong much longer, pet. It�s time you remember who your true master is!�

With that, he thrust his whole length in without any kind of lubrication or warning. Kouichi screamed in pain, white-hot lights dancing in front of his eyes.

�Does it hurt?� Duskmon sneered cruelly, holding himself fully inside the boy. �It shoulder, you�re so tight. It must be excruciating.�

He pulled out almost all the way before slamming back in again, harder than before, eliciting another scream. �This is your punishment for fighting against me. For trying to deny me my rightful pleasure.�

�No�please, stop�ah�� Kouichi barely had time to gasp before he was slammed into again, the motion now turning into a steady, hard rhythm.

�Beg for it!� The blonde crowed. �Beg your master for mercy, for forgiveness!�

�Please�� The boy whimpered, tears of pain and shame mingling to roll down his cheeks. �Please�ah�N-No more�Please��

�You haven�t asked my forgiveness!� Duskmon�s face stretched into a wild grin of ecstasy as his rhythm grew faster. �Say it!�

�P-Please��

�SAY IT!!�

One last scream of pain and frustration erupted from the teen�s throat. �Please forgive-�

He was cut off by an almighty moan as Higure Koukon�s body shot off its collected load into the boy. With a groan of satisfaction, Duskmon pulled out of the now thoroughly-violated hole, leaving a sobbing, mewling boy lying bound n the seat.

�Wonderful.� Duskmon sighed, kissing Kouichi�s forehead hungrily before reaching for his pants. �Even better than I imagined.�

He leaned over sensuously to pull the boy�s pants up�only the pants, nothing else, and he popped the button off of those to leave them undone. �Did you enjoy it, pet?� He whispered, kissing Kouichi�s collar bone. �All mine�everything about you is mine.� He moved to kiss the boy�s neck. �Your body is mine�� He kissed the jaw warmly. �Your soul is mine. And your virginity�� A long, hard kiss was planted on weak, unresisting lips. ��Is mine.�

He unlatched the handcuffs and opened the door, revealing a huge, white mansion, its windows glowing faintly against the starry night sky. He scooped Kouichi into his arms, bridal-style, and swept up the front walk. The boy was too tired to struggle, far too worn down to fight back as he was carried into the house that would become his prison.

�Sleep, pet.� Whispered Koukon, kissing his temple even as the darkness blotted out the edges of his vision. �Recover your strength. Tomorrow night will be even more fun��

The boy�s eyes closed, loosening a single tear to roll down his cheek and drip onto his master�s arm.

TBC�
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