RRIN4.TXT - M/M, Semi-NC/NC-Rape/Torture - December 17, 2002 by SwampRat (cl) 2002 Gay Furry Association Torture can be fun... Noise. It came to his ears, tickling his brain. It made him wake.. and remember. The fight, the ships, the screaming men who died bravely... And the ones like him who Didn't! He wasn't religious, otherwise he might have cursed.. 'Why me? Why not some other slob..' But it was unworthy thought, and it never came to his mind. Something touched him and he grimaces, twisting.. To find himself tied, or latched to something. 'ah you are awake.' Translator. Words with no reflection, no connotations. Machine words. 'you may leave us now.' Footfalls, then a door closing.. A Strong door from the sound. Good - They are afraid of him. Respect for a worthy adversary.. 'we need information.. we hope you will give it to us.' Hah! He had been in pain before, scars on his body showed many campaigns.. Many battles. Let them do their worst. 'Garblegarblegrable' *Fzzt* 'GarblegarbleGarblegarble' *Fzzt* Something in their own language.. The crackles between some kind of radio, he surmised. 'subject: warrior, male by gender indications.' A hand grabbed his balls firmly, playing with them, a finger that felt Wrong stroking the back of them, moving towards his.. No! He fought like he had not done before.. and was violated anyway. 'you are all the same. mighty and proud in war, but a single digit shoved up your anus reduces you to little ones.' He would not Sob. He would not scream as the obscene thing poked and probed inside his back-passage, removing itself with an obscene slurping sound. 'stool sample collected.' Something was pressed on him.. And he suddenly Had to pee! He fought it as best he could but at last his bladder won and he emptied it completely, falling back exhausted. 'urine sample collected. you will like this part.' Another something warm and vibrating was placed over his cock-tip.. *Wha?* He shrieked again as fingers grabbed his balls again, stroking them, rubbing them in the palm of a hand. He tried to retract his scrotum.. and screamed in pain. 'do not attempt to free yourself or do anything rash. we need information. you have information. we will try to extract it from you as painlessly as possible. relax.. or would you prefer a probe.' He didn't know what a probe was, but it sounded horrendous. "What.. What are you doing.?" Something stroked lightly along his penis, making him shudder despite himself. 'we are taking samples of you for the lab.. standard procedure. and this is the last one - a semen sample.' "A What? No.. No!" He screamed and fought with every ounce of his body. 'you do want the probe. tell *GarbleGarble* he lost again.' Something was again shoved under his tail, slick and despite his best efforts smoothly entered him. It vibrated, making him move a little.. Then it stared thrusting in and out.. In and out.. It couldn't be Happening! He Couldn't be enjoying this! His orgasm was not to be denied and he screamed, ejaculating hard, balls again trying to pull up but held in place with a clamp-like device. Even so, they churned and moved.. And swelled again when a warm wetness was applied. Even though he was bound and helmeted he Knew the perverted creature was licking on his testicles. And he could do Nothing but enjoy the feelings. Finger flexed, trying to grip something. Tail lashing against it's bindings, wanting and Not wanting the thing in his anus to be removed.. "What are you doing? This is obscene! I will tell you Nothing.." 'you have it easy.. there are those in *GarbleGarble* that may be useless except as experiments. no mind left..' He arched and mewled despite himself.. To be Mind-Blasted - he bit his lip, as the probe was removed from his back-side, feeling fear for the first time. Even the monkeys wouldn't be so honorless as to do That... He arched again, screaming as his cock exploded one last time then everything went dark. * * * * "I still say we would be better off just using the standard procedures." "Thomas.." A figure shuffled forward.. It was a Huge male, very muscled, very well- hung. As it stood beside the chair, it urinated on the floor. The eyes showed no signs of noticing, strong clawed hands slack at the male's side. "Thank you Thomas.." The brain-dead being shuffled back, barely aware it was even alive. "Standard procedures gets us That. And while I don't care how many Zombies we make, it isn't worth 40 of Our lives to get one. And That is just an average.. I am sure the Real numbers are much worse. So while 'His' methods border on criminal, as long as they get results And give us subjects we can Use, the project stays funded.. Now if you will excuse me I have a kitten that needs washing. Thomas.." The big male followed the human out of the door and down the hall. He chuckled to himself - he had to watch what he said. If he had said, 'Come Thomas', the committee would have had a Real Show. Yes, most of the upper mind was gone - Burned out, or in some mental room, locked away so deeply no one could reach it. But the body still functioned.. Still responded to stimuli. He closed and locked his office door, then undid his pants. "Suck." The big male was down on his knees and taking the half-hard dick in his muzzle, sucked with the lust of a half-ton kitten. A hand gripped the naked butt, squeezing it, a purr rumbled through the frame as semen gushed out and was swallowed, harvested, drank greedily until the human was bent over, unable to do anything but flop around in the super strong grip, tongue rasping at the oversensitive cock-head.. There was a lucrative market for 'lovers' who were bigger than life and as docile as this one.. The Project would continue as long as there was a War to supply the raw materials and a market for the finished 'goods'. "Thank you Thomas.." He managed to squirm out of the bruising grip, extract his shrunken dick from the still sucking maw, and flop in his chair.. Damn, that cat had an appetite... Even now it was moving to lick on his balls as it curled up under his desk. He shivered.. and mentally made a note to throw another orgy earlier than planned. He would need more than One 'volunteer' to sate Thomas' growing hunger for human dick. Or did it have to be Human? Then all thoughts flew out the window as the cat once again sucked him to orgasm and beyond.. * * * * The pilot had other worries... The air he breathed was stale machine air. It was somewhat stuffy and a little too dry. He squirmed and growled and arched again.. But there was nothing to feel, nothing to touch.. He almost wished the pervert back.. Almost. At last it gave him something to Do.. A focal point for his anger. He hated to admit it, but all that attention to his crotch had felt Good. As a low-ranking male his opportunities to mate were with captured humans ( No matter How bad off, there was No Way he was going to have sex with a Monkey! ), Another Rrin ( Slim to none - Homosexuality was more common than most believed but he was Still Low rank. ), and some perverted bastard. Who was back! Touching him, making him erect and panting in seconds! What was wrong with him? 'you ready to talk now. don't worry about food or water. you will get both, although i doubt you will like the fare. standard rations are pretty awful.' The helmet was opened and something was pushed into his mouth. He bit it off, finding the stuff to be pretty tasteless, as was the water that jetting in as well. Then the helmet closed again... And he noted that he had not seen any light.. "Am I blind? Kill me! Kill me if I am a Cripple - I will not Live..." *SLAP* A hand descended on his butt, the sting making him grunt. 'do i talk to a warrior or a kitten afraid of the dark.' Fingers played with his nipples, squeezed his balls.. and he Came again, arching off the structure holding him, unable to do anything but shoot stream after stream of sticky semen into the collector. What was going on? Why was this perverted creature doing this? Information. No - They would get Nothing.. Information. The word swam inside his head. He crapped, pissed, ate, drank.. He was made to ejaculate every time he was touched. His world became a haze of intense boredom, with moments of extreme pleasure. And always the word.. Information. He woke babbling something.. Clamped his muzzle shut. What had he said? He couldn't remember.. 'you co-operated. you get a reward. stick out your tongue.' The helmet was moved, and as he did so something was pressed against it. Flavor exploded across his palate and he lapped at the thing like crazy, Getting a general feel of it.. And it hit him, what his tongue caressed... He jerked it back into his mouth, wishing he could bite it off. A brick of tasteless stuff was shoved in instead, followed by more water. And the helmet closed. He wanted to void the food, to spit out the taste that still lingered - salty, slightly sweet, Human. A thought came and he growled to himself. Let them play.. Let then think they had something. They would get careless - Then he would have something besides tasteless Ration to chew on. Information. Again it droned in his head.. And again he woke to find himself babbling something about manuals.. He hated them. They had to be studied and re- studied before one could fly. But all the schooling in the world would not prepare one for actual combat! That had to be learned out where dying was a breath away.. Be it from the enemy or from a Higher-up who disliked one for whatever reason. He awoke to feel a cock pressing against his ass. Up and down it slid, across his furred rump, then touched his pucker.. He hissed quietly, but relaxed, knowing better than to resist the advances. Had he screwed up and this was his punishment? Had another decided he was going to be their bed- partner? The cock opened him up and slid inside his back-passage, making him groan and wriggle a little. There was something wrong.. Where was the smell? The scent of male Rrin.. His own mingling with the other males. And why was the cock shaped so.. Not pointed but wide at the head.. And No male gripped his cock, stroking it so.. Was it a dream? He arched up, toes curling as a pair of balls rubbed along his ass and the dick hit zenith, past his prostate, making his own jerk to life. The cock moved slowly, making him pant, then moan, then move in rythem, wanting it to go faster, massage him more strongly.. It all came back in a crash - He was bound. He was being tortured - And as his semen exploded from his body, ass squeezing the dick inside it, he mewled.. Screamed.. Cried... But that cock was as unmerciful as any Rrin inquisitor. It didn't vanish, It didn't go away, it kept sliding in and out, over his sex-bump, making him cum again and again until it finally gave up it's own seed to splatter hot and wet inside his guts. He panted, lay on the bindings, hating himself even as his body pushed back against the male, squeezed the throbbing cock, rubbed against the body.. Fought to keep it in him a moment longer as it was pulled out. Then darkness... * * * * He awoke to light. Light?! He opened his eyes to find himself in a room. Not a big room, but a room. He jumped up and touched the walls.. Yes, they were real. 3 were gray.. Dull, lifeless gray. And one was opaque. 'awake I see. do you like your new surroundings. you earned them.' He screamed challenge and slammed himself against the dark window, bouncing back. Neither claw nor teeth nor savage blow left any mark. He tried the walls - to the same effect. Nor could he climb them, as they resisted all efforts to be grabbed onto. Finally he sat in a heap in the floor.. Damn them! He tried to beat on the floor - to no avail. Touch yourself. 'Wha..?' He jerked his head up. Did he hear something? It almost sounded like.. Touch Yourself. His hand slid between his legs, cupping his balls, as he sulked thinking of ways to escape this dungeon.. He suddenly noticed he was on his knees, stroking his dick and squeezing his balls. He jerked them away in disgust. He would Not play their games. Touch Yourself. Again he found himself jerking off, free hand now caressing his chest, nipples erect, tail swaying.. "Alright, you want a Show, I will give you a Show!" He stood and jerked off splattering the window, making sure to coat it well. He rubbed his cock across it, slapping it on the material.. Then moved to the center of the room and sat with his back to it. Touch Yourself. 'Wha..?' Again, his hands went to his crotch and started fondling.. "No! I did it already. You can't make me do it again.." He screamed and ran to a wall to pound on it.. The moment he stopped his hands went to his crotch, stroking, caressing... He screamed and ran around the room until he couldn't move.. and Still his hands went on stroking his cock. He went to sleep jacking off. Woke to find semen splattered over his fur. Water came in a pan once a day. Food came in a brick. Days passed. The light never wavered, the command never stopped. He told them everything he knew, Everything he Thought he knew, made things up.. He crawled on his knees and begged for them to stop. Threatened to bite his hands off if they didn't stop.. And for a day it did. * * * * He woke up with his hands on his ass, squeezing the cheeks roughly. His cock was buried in his muzzle and he was gulping his cum down like it was wine. Tears ran down his muzzle as he squeezed his rump a finger slipping into his puckered hole, gulping still more semen down. Right then and there he decided to live. To live and Kill whoever was making him do this. He would rip their guts out, stomp on their hearts, Chew on their cocks? Maybe.. He gulped one last time and unrolled, laying on the floor panting. His cock seemed in a state of semi-hardness, balls full and ready to give up a load of seed at any moment. His ass was bruised, but even the feeling of the floor on it was erotic somehow. The food was as tasteless, so he came on it. Drank the water which seemed to taste different.. Not that it mattered. Nothing mattered but to Live, to Kill.. To Rape? He laughed.. Why not? Humiliate them as they had done to him. Make them suck on his cock, fuck their bony asses.. He had to jerk off again, thinking about it, but this time none of the semen touched the ground as his muzzle was on his dick swallowing every last drop. He noticed he stank.. Stank of maleness, of Sex, of Lust. It filled his nostrils and he inhaled it deeply. It could be tasted in his sweat as he licked his balls, in his semen as he sucked himself off.. And it all just fueled his desires more. He whacked off every moment he wasn't stuffing fingers in his ass, or sucking on his cock. He teased his nipples, ran his hands over his butt, between his legs.. Anything that would spark lust in him he did.. Until it became boring. He tried sucking on his fingers - They tasted like him. Different positions turned into the same old thing, as the mammalian body can only twist in so many ways.. His tail was fun for a little while, but too thin to really be enjoyed shoved in his ass. He could manipulate a cock or a pair of balls with muzzle, lips, tongue, and fingers to make it give the optimum amount of semen. Keep it erect for hours or made to blow in seconds. He was getting good with his ass too, manipulating things with the ring of muscle at the base of his tail, as well as the inside ones. And it was All Boring! "Hey..." he pounded on the window. "I gave you everything you wanted. Let me go.. Or at least give me something to Do.." He sat and toyed with his dick, waiting to see what happened. * * * * What happened was another being. A Human. Naked as he was, with the word 'Traitor' burned on his forehead. The Rrin opened his eyes and smelled the new scent. Looked over this creature who was now His to do with as he pleased.. Meat to Kill, devour. Or was it? Perhaps it was poisoned.. Was it Bait to lure him into a trap? He slapped the firm ass, feeling it move under his hand.. Or was it here to entice him? He chuckled as the man awoke.. It looked at him, then it's eyes went wide. Made a noise.. Jumped up and ran into a wall. Fell down with an 'Oof'. Got up and ran to the window screaming things that were all too easy to understand, pounding on it.. To no avail. It turned then and mashed up against the window as he stepped up and touched it's chest.. Which got wide eyes and a stream of urine running down it's leg that smelled of fear, and lust. Lust? The Rrin inhaled again.. Underneath the fear, the anger, the unwashed human smell was Lust. Lots of it.. Only then did it occur to him that he had been smelling hormones in the air for some time.. He thought it was His - But the sneaky Monkeys might have been pumping it into his room all this time. At one time he would have raged against such treatment.. But now he chuckled and moved to the food bin. Sure enough there was 2 bricks. One he ate, the other he tossed at the creature who didn't so much as move from it's puddle.. That's a thought - Piss on the Bricks.. And he would have - If he hadn't already. He had been B O R E D! But as usual, nothing happened except he played with himself.. But Now he had an audience and enjoyed stroking his meat.. Even if it Did mean having the male go wild- eyed.. Day 2 of the coming of the Other as he liked to think of the monkey came with him lying beside the male nuzzling his naked butt, purring as he lapped on the cheeks.. Maybe he would teach it some Rrin.. Maybe he would learn the Human words.. he knew quite a few already, but wasn't about to let that secret slip.. Unless it already had. Ah well - he had things to do.. Like break in this fuck-toy.. Now There was a Human-word that had Meaning for Rrin... Maybe not like they envisioned it, but to use another to mate with disregarding their desires as one might a plaything was a common enough occurrence. The male woke, moaned at the lapping, moving seductively.. Then remembering who and what he was lying next to.. Again that smell of Fear/Lust.. But no urine this time. The man Did find a way to slip from his grasp and spend the rest of the 'day' running from him or cowering. It was almost too much trouble to bother with the coward.. And he suddenly felt contempt. His torturer had used him, abused him, taught him.. That was someone who made his balls ache just Thinking about the days of lust and desire he had endured.. This piece of excrement was hardly worth wiping his dick on! Another day came and he woke to again find the male beside him, butt to crotch.. This time the male shivered under his caresses but didn't try and get away. Progress? He chuckled.. At one time he would have broke this worthless creature's spine just to rid himself of it.. Now - His cock rode between the hot cheeks, and it felt so good he came on the quivering back and rump.. And That felt so good he came again.. After about 6 times he was content to just lay beside the male, letting his cum drip from the smooth skin as he massaged his cream into the furless butt-cheeks he had grown to desire and enjoy.. He rolled the male over suddenly, grinning as he saw the man's erection.. He casually stroked it, trying not to enjoy the feeling of another's cock in his hand.. and failing. Not only was it New and Different but it was Exciting.. A turn-on. He had the power to harm the male - or not harm him.. He bent and sniffed then licked the cock, enjoying the flavor of sweaty human.. Then the flavor of semen that wasn't his own.. He squeezed the Balls, rolled them around in his hand, swallowing the meat, making it give up all the seed it had. It was only Then he noted the human had No Hair - None. Not on his head or face or between his legs.. And he shuddered... For just a moment he felt sympathy for this poor creature - Then he rolled it over, jerked it's hips up and slammed into it's hot, tight ass. Much tighter than he was used to and he came rapidly, laying over the male, inhaling the mingled scents of Lust, Fear, Sweat.. The male screamed quite nicely, but also wriggled the smooth ass into his crotch, making him blow his balls out again.. A part of him was screaming that this wasn't right.. To mate with a Human Monkey.. And a Male one at that! But the rest of him was purring as the male moved against him - Especially when he slid his hand across the erect cock of his lover.. Squeezed the head. He humped the hot man-ass, until he couldn't even cum, just letting it lay in the warm butt that he finally had to hold still lest it wriggle and Squeeze him so erotically he thrust into it again.. This time there was more water and the same 2 bricks.. But they had some kind of flavor this time. He ate his and fed the other to his cock-holder, a chunk at a time, enjoying watching the mouth move as it chewed on the pieces he broke off for it. Him.. Sleep came easily, and he woke to find the male sucking on him. He purred and stroked the furless head, the hot ass, a finger slipping in the cheeks to open the puckered ring and slip inside. That got a moan around his maleness as he slid it in and out while the hot mouth brought him to climax.. But it was Too Easy. He said so, still caressing the male. He pushed it away, suddenly disgusted. In a wall a door opened and 3 men entered.. 2 had Shock-Sticks and kept them trained on the Rrin, while the third grabbed the human and dragged him off. Almost the feline went to grab the male - Anything was better than Nothing - But he decided not to.. Which was interesting because the human was pleading for him to do just that - Rescue him from his fellow Humans. The Rrin grinned to himself - So this Was a Trap. In the door stood a Human. A Different Human.. And a Warrior Rrin. It was easy to see because This 'cat' was Huge - and not just in the Body department. Naked it stood beside the man, eyes somewhat Dulled. "This is Thomas, Say Hello Thomas." The male didn't move. The Rrin stared, horror turning to rage. "I wouldn't do that. Thomas is Very protective of Me. But I didn't come here to show you what Could have happened. I have come with a proposition - You seemed to like the Man.." The feline snarled something about impossible anatomical positions. "But you seemed Bored once you got your way with him.. We both know this War will not last forever and If you like You can go to a holding cell while we find a way to return you to your homeworld.. Or..." The Rrin's ears went up, still seething.. "We have certain 'Functions' you might enjoy.. I hear your kind already have something similar, but you only hunt each other. So I am Curious.. Would you be Willing to lay Under another male - Perhaps Human, Perhaps not - If you were to be fairly caught? With the condition that as long as you didn't damage another contestant, you could have the same opportunity?" The Rrin sat down slowly, his mind working - A means of escape. Something to do. Sex with Lots and Lots of Other Males... "And if I can Not hold back my desire to Kill?" The man didn't seem at all surprised the feline spoke Common. "We all have 'Problems' we would like to not have around.. But watching you I thought you might be more inclined to a more Sporting wager. Especially since you can become a member of Our society should you wish to.. We live by our Own codes and Rules. Like Thomas - I made him like this. Not with my own hands, but none the less I made him as he is.. And he is now My responsibility. There are benefits - He is a Great Bodyguard and Lover.. Maybe you don't understand. Maybe you do. Think it over, and give us an answer when you are ready." The man turned and stood a moment as if waiting for the Monstrous feline to follow. Which it did.. But not before smiling at his fellow Rrin, and winking one eye.. Much too fast for cameras to catch, almost too fast for the Pilot. The huge hand gripped the flesh-covered butt and the human gave a yeep then slapped the striped one.. Muttering something about Orgy's and Grey hair he left with his lover in tow. * * * * The pilot sat a moment, stunned.. More than one race was in contact with the Humans? And why the Act? That hulk could escape at Any time... Could it be he Liked being Under the Human? Or was there something going on he Wasn't aware of? There were rumors of course.. He shook his head. He was a Simple Pilot.. Who was Horny. So there was a society among the Humans where males got together to hunt each other for Sex.. His cock slid free of it's holder, thinking about a sweaty male - Of Any species - Under him, being taken because He earned the right to do so.. And the idea that maybe he could be the one on his back or belly.. He stood and walked to the wall. "Yes. Conditions - " He held up a finger. "Wish to see Human who Inquisition Me. Very skilled.." A second finger was held up with a wrinkling of his nose. "Want Washed - I Stink!" End of Text