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Psychological Warfare	By : Jgrl Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 5763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Psychological Warfare
- 2-Psychological Warfare 2
- 3-PW 3
- 4-PW 4
- 5-PW 5
- 6-PW 6
- 7-PW 7
- 8-PW 8
- 9-PW 9
- 10-PW 10
- 11-PW 11
- 12-PW 12
- 13-PW 13
- 11
- 12
- 13
Scout awoke to a burning pain.
His leg twitched and the resulting shock caused Scout to utter a long low moan.
Slowly he reached out his shaky hand to the cold concrete in front of him. He leaned on his elbow and saw the world spin.
Scout dry heaved and fell side-ways again.
What had happened?
Oh, right.
RED soldier had decided to vent with his dick.
He was untied and unchained, Scout glanced around from his spot on the floor.
He was still in the fucking interrogation room. How long had he been in here?
He tried yelling for someone and his voice cracked. He cleared it and tried again.
“Hey!”
His voice echoed a bit and the gloomy silence took over again.
One more time?
“Heeey!”
And a pause before-
The door scraped open loud and fast, alarming Scout. In the doorway was RED soldier, looking like he’d just treated himself to a bubble bath and a steak medium-rare after tearing Scout in half.
‘shit’, thought Scout.
Soldier came into the room with a jump in his step. He bounced up to Scout and nudged him with his steel toed boot. Scout stared angrily up at him.
And there was the punch across the face from Soldier.
Scout’s head whip-lashed, barely not slapping against the concrete floor. Through the ringing he heard Soldier chuckle.
And then he was grabbed and flipped, ending up over Soldier’s legs, head hanging, ass in the air. Scout squawked in pain and surprise and tried to lift himself off Soldier or push away to the side. Anything to stop touching this half-baked man. Scout could feel Soldier’s hard on poking him in the stomach already.
But Soldier held him steady, pressing down on his torso so Scout couldn’t twist around and hit or grab him.
“Get the fuck off of me! What the fuck is wrong with you, man?”
“QUIET, BOY.” Soldier demanded. His voice was thick and harsh. He smacked Scout on the ass. hard.
The slap radiated through Scout. He yelped and thrashed more. And that’s when Soldier couldn’t hold back anymore.
Soldier smacked him hard again on his ass. Too hard. And he was just getting started.
Deliberately, he landed a stinging blow again and repeated himself. “I said quiet.”
Scout felt his face and ears burn with embarrassment . Was Soldier serious right now? He’d raped him, imprisoned him, and now he was spanking him? What was he a new toy bitch or something? This was not how you treated a prisoner of war.
He twisted more and felt three more powerful hits. SLAP... SLAP... SLAP.
“STOP!” He yelled at Soldier.
SMACK
“God-”
SLAP!
“-Damnit!”
SLAP!!
“Soldier I-AHN!”
SMACK!!
“AHH!”
SMACK!
“Pl-”
SLAP!!

“STOP IT!”
SMACK!!
“AH!"
Soldier continued, but Scout could not. As Soldier continued to spank Scout roughly over Soldier’s knees Scout simply began yelping and crying out in pain. He’d been spanked before (as a child and in the bedroom) but never so angrily. And considering the abuse from earlier, Scout was already in no shape to endure something aimed at his rear end.
Scout’s breath started to hitch. This was mortifying. He could only thank the Announcer that his teammates - or his lovers - didn’t have to see him in this condition.
“Soldier!” He wasn’t crying.
SMACK!
“Soldier, please!” He wasn’t begging.
SLAP!
And then Soldier started to shift. His erection pushing into Scout’s stomach with each small movement.
Scout realized in horror that Soldier was humping him from under him, in this strange position. He was literally getting off on and while spanking him.
There was an angry sound from above him and, in alarm, Scout felt pain blossom as a finger dug its way past the dried blood and semen, into his ass. He screamed. He could feel the pain shooting up his entire spine. At the scream, Soldier started hitting him like a jockey in a race. Scout couldn’t help but writhe at each strike but Soldier’s other hand held him firm and his penis bounced under him. Soldier seemed to enjoy the rough treatment to his cock and he let out a moan.
Suddenly Soldier stilled and there was a gush under Scout and his stomach became drenched. Like last time, Soldier hadn’t lasted long.
Scout felt himself dumped on the floor (ow) and felt more than saw or heard Soldier walking away. Scout turned around to watch him go, but wasn’t fast enough and only saw the door as it shut.
“Come back here, you asshole!” He yelled, swiping at his tears.
No response.
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