Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Friends Will Be Friends ❯ Fight from the inside ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Fight from the inside

Had this been during the war, I could have just as easily expected one
of my fellow pilots to come and find me for less benign purposes than
to rescue me. They could have just as likely been sent to eliminate
me. Luckily, this was no longer a problem.

What was a problem was that I saw no direct means of escape, unless I
enlisted aid, or my situation changed.

Right, so I needed to change my situation, or enlist aid. My options
to change my situation were depressingly short; zero to be exact. My
options to enlist aid.... I eyed Marie, being my only option.

"Pstt! Marie!" I said softly.

She work up and with an incredibly childlike gesture palmed the sleep
from her eyes and yawned, then looked at me quizzically.

"I don't like it here, do you?" I asked her. I might as well get the
facts straight before I showed my whole hand.

"No, I want to go home. " she said softly, picking at the blankets.

"I think we can escape, but I'm going to need your help. I can't move
much with these things on," I rattled the manacles lightly, "and I
can't undo them without a paperclip or a piece of wire." I said. The
room might be monitored, but that is a risk we just had to take. I
waited almost a minute for her to make up her mind.

"If I help you, they'll beat me." Over my dead body. She was coming
with me when I left, no child deserved that. For a moment memories of
my childhood flitted through my mind. I had seen that happen to both
boys and girls her age, and even younger. I had seen worse things
happen. If I hadn't been so good at hiding in plain sight, that could
have been me. Well, that isn't to say I escaped all the beatings, but
I definitely did not suffer nearly as badly as some of them, and the
beatings I did get, I had deserved.

"No, they won't. I'll take you with me, I won't leave without you.
I'll take you home to your parents. I'll make sure they don't hurt
you." I promised.

She looked up at that, tears shining in her eyes.

"You'll do that?" she asked.

"I'll do that." I promised her. "But I can only do that if-" The
door opened and I changed my sentence mid-way.

"If the lion has been well fed, otherwise it could bite my head
off."
Walden strode in, still wearing the same clothes as before, and Marie
scrambled off the bed to stand next to it.

"Ah, Marie, Trowa, both awake I see. Good, good. " He rubbed his hands
in glee. Somehow I didn't like the look of that.

"Just in case you are waiting for your friends to rescue you, you
should know that they are still on L2 and show no signs of leaving."
He said, while taking off his tie and his jacket, dumping them on the
chair. Marie walked over and folded them up neatly, then went to stand
out of the way. Well, that was depressing, if my friends weren't even
coming back. Maybe Lady Une hadn't informed them? But if I had been
missing twenty-four to thirty hours by my estimate, then she must be
aware that something had gone wrong, why had she not informed them?

Maybe she didn't think I was worth it. Maybe she assumed I had been
killed. Or maybe the others couldn't be bothered to come back. Chang
would probably be glad I wasn't around any more, and Heero didn't seem
to care either way.

My musings were interrupted by Walden, who started stripping back the
blankets and sheets on my bed. Within the span of a minute, I was
completely naked on top of the bedsheet, with anything covering having
been removed and tossed carelessly over the end of the bed. Cold air
raised goosebumps on my skin, but I ignored it. I would adjust soon
enough. I could see now that there was indeed a spreader bar between
my ankles, and while Walden walked over to the end and grabbed
something, he spoke.

"Now, my dear Trowa, we start teaching you about pain and pleasure.
The rules are simple, if you do what I want, you will be rewarded. If
you don't, then you or someone else will suffer for it. It really is
that simple. Now, we only have a few weeks as I already have quite a
few interested potential buyers for you, so I suggest for your own
sake that you pick this up quickly." He lowered a chain and hooked
it onto the spreader bar.

"Now, this ingenious setup allows me access to whatever I want." he

started pulling, and the bar and my legs went up, still separated by
several foot. When they were completely vertical, I was totally
exposed, and I found I couldn't watch as he ran his hands over my
backside. "And Trowa? I want it all. And I'm going to have all of you,
before long." He said, running his finger down the crack between my
cheeks.

I flushed. I was not an idiot, I have lived with soldiers long enough
to know what can happen between two men, consensual or not, and I have
to admit that there has been the occasional man or woman that I have
wanted to have sex with. But not like this. Well, not completely like
this. I had no problems being tied up, in fact that had always been a
minor fantasy for me, but the nameless faceless person in the fantasy
had never drugged me and held me captive! Frank Walden's touch had
been gentle until now, but even so I found it repulsive. Very
repulsive. And I didn't like being on display like this.

"I do not consent to this. If you continue, you will be committing
an act that I am objecting to and that is sexual
molestation or rape." I stated clearly. There was no way this would
come to a court of law if I had any say about it, I would kill him
first. But if I didn't get the chance and he was captured, I didn't
want anyone to say I hadn't warned him. Besides, I didn't expect it to
work, but I hoped maybe it would give him pause. No such luck.

He chuckled.

"I know, that's what makes it so enjoyable." He rubbed my cheeks one
more time, to prove his point, I think. "But this is not on the menu
for now. I think you'll enjoy this afternoon." He leered at me. I
suppressed an internal shudder.

He slowly stripped the rest of his clothes, dropping them where he
stood. He must have enjoyed it, as he was already erect when he took
off his underwear. There was nothing I could do, being chained up the
way I was.

He dropped the bar, allowing me to lay down relatively flat again,
though not totally with the pillow in my back. He was not rough when
he climbed over me, his legs to the side of mine and his erect cock
aligned with my lax one. I couldn't look him in the eye, but he
shimmied up my body and got comfortable. Then he leaned in to kiss me,
heaven knows why.

I turned my face away. There was no way I was going to cooperate with
this travesty. I couldn't control what he did with the rest of my
body, but I could control this.

He bit me, hard, in the shoulder, just where the joint is, and then
lapped up the blood that oozed from the stinging cuts. I hoped it
wouldn't get infected.

"Don't deny me. I don't like slaves that deny me, and that is all you
are from now on. Just a worthless slave." He told me.

Well, I'm glad we got that cleared up, at least now my status had been
emphasised. I'm sure I could not have figured that out on my own. I
restrained from saying anything, but did not restrain from rolling my
eyes at the comment. He struck me, with an open hand, directly across
the cheek and for a moment there I saw stars and thought he had broken
my jaw. Tears had sprung into my eyes involuntarily from the impact,
but I refused to let them fall. He put his arm on my throat, not
cutting off my air but giving a clear indication of a threat of doing
so.

I tried to concentrate as little as possible on what he was doing and
closed my eyes, but when he grasped himself and myself in one hand I
could not help but become aroused slightly by the feel of his cock
against mine. I was ashamed at feeling any pleasure from him, but I
couldn't stop myself. I tried to ignore him as much as possible, but
as he became more and more aroused, he became noisier and noisier and
as much as I hated it, my traitorous body responded. I got hard, and
under his stimulation, I came. Worse, I came soundlessly and violently
just before he did. Not only had I responded and responded favourably
to this intrusion, I had been quick of the mark as well.

I wanted to pass out, or the bed to swallow me. Maybe one of the
others to come in, with a gun and shoot both of us, but no that would
mean that they would know what had happened. Maybe operation Meteor
had been restarted. Yes, that would be good.

"Open your eyes." He ordered. I obeyed; it was not worth being hit
again for something so minor.

He was mixing and tasting our combined seed, then leaned up to kiss me
again. This time, I let him, tasting him and myself. I know what I
taste like and I don't mind it, but he tasted vile. I bit down on his
tongue, hard.

I have never seen anyone leave a bed that quickly. I felt some
satisfaction at that, as I could see blood around his mouth and I
could taste it on my tongue. I could hear him shriek as he had leaped
up. I had made him hurt.

He spent some time at the tap, until he came back with a murderous
look in his eyes.

"You're going to pay for that, Barton." he said, thickly. His tongue
was probably swollen. "You and Marie are both going to pay. You for
hurting me, she as she should have warned you."


***

"I...I want to go! " Julie said "But are you sure Duo?" She asked.

He gave her a wide smile and a small hug. "I'm sure. I'm sure we can
keep in touch over vidphone. If you're staying with a Winner I'm sure
you'll have access to one, and if I'm staying with these guys, I know
I'll have access to one."

"On account of the shuttle fare, I would be prepared to pay for that
on the condition that you deliver some papers to Annette for me. I
need them to stay confidential, and I need to be certain that they are
delivered to her and her only." I offered. That wasn't strictly
speaking true, but I was sure I could whip something together and I
was not leaving a pregnant teenager to worry about shuttle fare. It
wasn't as if it would break the bank or anything.

"But it's too much!" she protested. Ah, I could see she wanted to go.

I shook my head. "No, I'd have to pay a courier otherwise, and they
have rates you wouldn't believe. And I'd have no guarantees of it
arriving safely."

Julie rubbed her swollen belly and whispered. "Thank you."

I think I made her uncomfortable, so I asked Duo for the details of
his landlord and utilities. He had a landlord, and water but no other
utilities, confirming my suspicion that money was in short supply.

Heero went to call Trowa, to let him know what was going on, and I
dealt with the closing down the house administratively. They probably
lost some money there, but nothing I couldn't cover. Duo and Wufei
went to pack up everything. Heero couldn't reach Trowa, but left a
message for him. He was probably busy with his undercover mission, or
else with the raid they were planning.

When all was said and done, all their valuables fit in a few trunks
suitcases and bags, and most of that was Julie's.

By the time we were all done, it was the early hours of the morning
and we were all exhausted from moving and arranging everything, and we
ordered pizza. I gave Duo Trowa's best wishes and he was truly warmed
by them, something I was glad to see. As we all started yawning, we
split up the ground, couch and beds. I got the couch on virtue that
Julie wouldn't have it otherwise, while she and Duo slept upstairs.
Wufei and Heero grumbled some, but took the floor.

Doing some mental math as I was falling asleep, I figured that if I
called Annette in the morning, and put Julie on the first available
shuttle, she could be there by afternoon, and we could be home by the
thirty-two hour mark. By that time, hopefully Trowa would be done with
his mission, and we could spend the weekend bonding as friends again.

I was comfy but cold on the couch, my eyes closed and slowly slipping
into a slumber when I heard Heero get up next to me and felt another
blanket adjusted around me. Not having the energy to open my eyes, I
snuggled down, wrapped in two warm blankets to ward off the cool of
the house.