Psychological Warfare | By : Jgrl Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 5764 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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***DISCLAIMER: I own nothing*** ***WARNING: contains major scout sex, guy/guy con and noncon, bondage, breathplay, some humil, torture, threesomes, implied more-somes, and violence. don't like don't read*** The first thing scout did when they shackled him to the wall was begin spouting obscenities. It was basically his first and automatic reaction to anything, really. Yell and everything will be better. If yelling doesn't work, run. After that, it's fighting, but scout could feel the disadvantage weighing on him already. RED spy had been ready for him. As soon as scout was able to spit out the gag (something he had gotten very good at after growing up with several mean brothers) spy simply slipped a new one around his head and pulled it taught. RED spy then stepped away to help with the others. It was a cold, small white room, similar to a cellar but shaped like a long broom closet. There was barely room for everyone to squeeze in, RED's lining the BLU's up against the wall and chaining their hands and legs. Hands went behind them then attached to each other and the wall, while feet were locked together and chained to the floor. Scout could already feel the cold seeping into his bones. He shivered and unconsciously pressed himself into the warm body of the sleeping soldier beside him. RED spy had been watching BLU scout get his bearings and as soon as he could see the seriousness of the situation sink in, he walked back up to BLU scout, leaning down close. Scout watched the gleam in spy's eyes. The look that said his prey had been captured, hog-tied, caught hook, line, and sinker. A knot began to form in his abdomen. This was going to be bad. They stared at each other for a couple seconds before, to Scout's horror, Spy's face slowly blossomed into a dark smirk. "Alright let's go! Move out!" called out RED soldier. All the BLU's had been chained up and BLU Heavy had been hooked up to a sedation trolley, to keep him from going psycho and just pulling his restraints out of the wall. RED spy continued to stare at BLU Scout for a second before he quietly murmured, "I'll see you in ze morning, mon petit lapin." Scout's eye twitched at that, irritated that the RED spy would have the same nickname for him that BLU spy did. The RED's filed out of the room and still there wasn't much more space available. The door slammed shut with an echoing clank and bolts could clearly be heard sliding into place before the room fell silent. The BLU's were lined up in two rows, against the walls facing each other. Scout was nearest to the door with soldier next to him. He could see the sleeping Demo man and Engineer across from him. Those that were awake connected eyes and quickly confirmed what they all were thinking. "They can't kill us." Medic said. "Yer damn right they can't kill us." Sniper's voice came down the line from scout. " If they did we'd just regroup at respawn. They're gonna keep us here and torture us." "But zis is cease fire!" the BLU spy said exasperatedly. "Zey can't just do zis and expect to get away wiz it!" "Miy mink mey man, thpy. Mere canth me many mattles m mere mot mere." Pyro noted. "Ya think ya can crack these chains, Spoi?" said Sniper. "I am afraid not, monsieur Sniper. RED Spy 'as taken my lock pick." "Heavy?" "Heavy feel light." Heavy smiled at Sniper. "Leetle Sniper has lost hat!" "'E is too drugged to be of much use now." Medic frowned irritably at Heavy, who simply grinned back. "Well, can Scout squeeze out?" There was a silent moment where everyone waited for Scout to start talking, before they realized he'd been awfully quiet so far. "Scout's here right?" Scout realized that Sniper couldn't see him. "They wouldn'ta been stupid enough to leave him behind. He wasn't drugged was he?" There was a shuffle of metal as Sniper tried to crane his head to see around Soldier's hulk down the line. Scout made his metal clank a couple times so they knew he was awake. Medic cricked his neck to see Scout past Soldier, even though he was sitting across the room, the angle wasn't helped by how small Scout was. Medic barked out a laugh. "No, zey just gagged him, heir Sniper." He heard them all chuckle at his expense. "Rgh." pouted Scout. Scout tried to pull his hands out of the chains. Slip something past. Unfortunately, the RED Spy was good at what he did, and they held tight. When the sound of metal rustling stopped, Medic sighed. "So much for zat idea." "Gentlemen, I suggest we all try to get some sleep." said Spy. The others quickly assented but Scout tried to stay up. He was closest to the door and he was too stressed to sleep anyways. Not that he could "keep watch" exactly, but it felt like something to do at least. The chill began to set in his bones. After a couple hours, he drifted off.
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