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Psychological Warfare	By : Jgrl Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 5763 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: i do not own TF2 and am not getting $$$ from this writing.

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
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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***
"Take me instead." Sniper said immediately. RED Spy turned to him while RED Soldier started un-chaining scout from the wall and floor.
"'Ow very noble of you but I am afraid not, monsieur Sniper." RED Spy smiled at Medic, Spy and Heavy in turn. "We feel zat ze person who would 'urt everyone ze most to see being 'urt would be Scout. You may not know it but you all 'ave a soft spot for 'im. We agreed as a team to exploit zat as much as possible."
RED Soldier loosened the foot chains and was promptly kicked in the face by Scouts bound feet. The twist left Scout's head laying in BLU soldier's lap and his back along BLU Soldier's thigh. Scout stared in satisfaction as RED Soldier tried to hold his broken nose together.
RED Spy went invisible and was there immediately, taking Scout by surprise. Medic, Demoman and Engineer shouted at RED Spy to leave Scout alone and Soldier tried to bite RED Spy as he came close to his face.
RED Spy pushed one hand down fiercely on Scouts collarbone, keeping his top half laying in Soldier's lap, RED Spy's other hand dived under Scout's legs to pull up the chain underneath and behind him, connecting it to Scout's hand restraints and leaving him in a very awkward bent back position.
By this time everyone was yelling at everyone else and RED Spy watched as Scout concentrated on breathing. Scout's neck was reflexively stretching up and back to complete the arch. His eyes were screwed shut and his shirt had slipped up to reveal his toned stomach.
RED Spy licked his lips and turned to RED Soldier. "It's too noisy in 'ere. We'll 'ave to go to anozzer room."
RED Soldier grunted in agreement, as if that hadn't been the plan all along, and, still cradling his broken nose, helped RED Spy put Scout on his side and drag him out. Scout watched the faces of the people he had grown to love as his enemies dragged him away. They all looked very scared or concerned for him. Medic and Spy were trying their best to look strong and give him that "you can do this" face. It did nothing to console him.
The "goodbye" moment was ruined when they hit his head on the doorway on their way out. Scout tried to say something that sounded like "Mother FUCKER!" despite the gag and Demoman rolled his eyes.
Once outside the room, Soldier continued to drag him down a white and red hallway, while Spy closed the door behind them.
A couple of doors down they came into an interrogation room with just a table and a chair. Scout was lifted up and chained to the chair. After Spy and Soldier were sure their prisoner wouldn't be escaping, the gag was ripped off.
Scout immediately started to yell.
"You mother fucking cock sucking son of a jesus fucker shit head faggots, you think you can keep me here? I've escaped worse than this at a fucking public park, Just come at me I swear to God I'll knock you down so good you'll be seeing stars till next monday, I'll hit you so hard your grandparents'll feel it, I'll lay way your face into sand you ass monkeys damn dick fucker donkey punching-MPH!"
And the gag was returned.
RED Spy rubbed his temples. "Jesus Christ, 'e never shuts up."
RED Soldier rubbed his hands together. "Easily fixed maggot. Easily fixed." He faced Spy earnestly. "I'll give you a weeks ration for a first crack at him."
Spy sighed "We 'ave been over zis. I won fair and square and I will not trade spots wiz anyone."
Soldier huffed and crossed his arms. "Well, if you need any help, I'm on patrol duty right outside for the next twenty minutes or so. Lemme know if you get finished before then."
"Zank you, monsieur Soldier, I will keep zat in mind." He waved Soldier away.
Taking the hint, soon Spy and Scout were all alone in the room.
Spy stared at Scout for a second. Scout stared back.
"I fucked your mozzer you know." Spy smiled cruelly at Scout who grimaced at that but kept eye contact.
Spy reached over and took the gag off again. this time he stood behind Scout and pressed his butterfly knife against his neck.
"What do you zink of zat?" His hand slowly drifted lower and lower beginning to rub Scout's chest.
"I think you're a sick son of a bitch." Scout ground out behind his teeth.
Spy hummed and began to circle a delicate lone finger slowly around one of Scout's nipples. Waiting patiently until it hardened.
"I wonder if you 'ave the same sweet spots as your mozzer." Spy leaned in close and whispered into Scout's ear, the heat of his breath tickling the area. Scout could feel his breath catch and a shiver went through him. The butterfly knife wandered over to his collarbone and began doing cold metallic figure eights.
"Get off me bastard. I thought you were supposed to torture me, not give me a rub down."
"Ah, but we said we were going to psychologically torture you, didn't we?"
Spy's hand began to creep lower down Scout's chest, Scout shuddered in disgust when Spy's warm hand slipped under his shirt. To Scout's horror Spy began to stroke his stomach.
"Zat means we torture your mind, not necessarily your body." The knife dug into his shoulder and he could feel warm blood start to trickle down and seep into his shirt. "Alzouh, I know we can slip some real bodily pain in zere somewhere." He started to chuckle as his fingers slipped down farther to toy with Scout's waistband. Scout opened his mouth to protest but Spy slipped away his knife and used the free hand to cover Scout's mouth. Scout's voice came out muffled but stopped when Spy came around to face him and leaned in to lick Scout's neck, rough wet and hard all the way up to dip into his ear.
Scout made a noise of protest and tried to thrash his head around but Spy's hand kept him in place.
"You know..." Spy whispered hot breath tickling his ear, his voice low and concentrated. "Ze worst kind of rape..." Scout could feel Spy smile against his skin. It raised goosebumps on his neck and a shiver down his spine. "...is when you enjoy it." Spy licked Scout's earlobe again, making him shiver. Spy moved around to behind Scout again, pulling Scout's head back so Spy could watch his reactions.
"Get. off." Scout grunted as his hair was pulled back.
"When you know you're supposed to 'ate it, but your body..." Spy slipped a hand into Scout's pants and cupped Scout's slowly growing erection. Scout froze. "Betrays you."
Spy began to rub as Scout's breath sped up. A small frustrated, choked off moan found it's way out of his throat, and immediately the blush poured into his cheeks. Scout tried to thrash more but Spy had already gotten him hard. It was too late. He sat there horrified at himself, as he felt himself thrust involuntarily into the spy's hand. "S-stop, ya spook bastard..."
But Spy continued. He lazily stroked Scout, circling the pad of his thumb over the tip of Scout's manhood, going as far as pumping his member slowly. A small whimper escaped Scout and after a couple squeezes for good measure, Spy released him.
Scout breathed heavily, endorphins rushing to his brain as he tried to get a grip on himself. This could not be happening. He felt his stomach make a movement and he had to force the bile back down his throat. A little voice in his head laughed at him: He'd had sex with BLU Spy plenty of times, was this really that different? Yes, he told the voice.
"I'll kill you for this." Scout mumbled.
He felt his chair start to slide backwards. Spy pushed him to the wall then chained his feet to the ground before unchaining his feet from the chair. He undid his arms and rearranged his limbs so he could hold his hands up above his head. He slipped the chair out and threw it to the side.
Scout watched Spy with a pain in his eyes. He knew what was coming next. Spy caught him staring at him and pressed a thigh in between Scout's legs, making him gasp and close his eyes, head falling to the side.
Spy attached Scouts arms to a link on the wall then moved back to examine.
Debauched. That was the only word to describe it. Scout's arms tied above his head, his legs splayed out and chained to the floor with only a bit of slack to allow for some thrashing. A hard red blush splattered across Scout's face.
"You're just like your mozzer." RED Spy hissed meanly. The saying made him blush deeper and Spy could see Scout's face go slack, trying to hide the hurt words had caused.
Spy came forward and undid Scouts pants. Scout went defense mode, but it was a weak attempt.
"Don't touch me mother fucker." Scout locked eyes with Spy and Spy could see fear. Spy smiled in return and pulled Scouts pants down as far as they would go, pulling out his butterfly knife.
"Do you just say zese zings or do you plan zem? Because your insults are becoming more and more accurate." He laughed at Scout's face and with a flick of his knife, had cut Scout's briefs off completely. Spy threw them to the side and gazed pointedly at Scout's member. Scout tried to bring his legs together to cover his nudity but Spy was having none of that. He quickly moved to occupy the space between his legs, inserting his hand under Scouts manhood and fondling it to distract the poor boy. He leaned in and began to bite Scout over his neck and shoulders, leaving large marks. Scout began making soft whimpering noises, hitching his breath and trying to move away from Spy while trying to move towards him at the same time.
Scout's legs involuntarily opened for Spy wider, beginning to tremble.
"I must admit I zought you would be much louder, Mon petit lapin."
"S-stop..." Scout managed out shakily.
"hm, no, I zink you like it."
Spy slowly began to pump Scout, pre-cum already coming to leak out of him.
"Stop!" Scout tried again, with more force this time.
Spy stepped away from Scout and turned around, beginning to undo his sleeve buttons.
Scout let out a frustrated moan as he watched Spy slowly take off his coat and roll up his shirt sleeves.
"I could make you beg you know." RED Spy turned to look at Scout seriously. Scout simply stared back.
Spy's eyes floated down to Scout's erection before moving to lay his coat on the interrogation table.
"But I am afraid we don't 'ave much time today." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small tube.
Lube. Scout's mind told him. Reality hit him in the gut. This was really happening.
"Don't..." Scout whispered softly, looking Spy right in the eye.
Spy came up to him slowly, one hand rubbing scout's neck, the other curling around scout's erection again, slowly pumping and twisting. Spy looked deep into Scout's eyes and he smiled languidly.
"you are going to love zis." he murmured to Scout.
Scout closed his eyes swallowing before turning his head away.
Suddenly RED Spy's fingers curled around Scout's neck and squeezed. Hard.
Scout felt his windpipe close and he made a choking noise, twisting his head violently to try to get Spy to release his grip.
He heard Spy chuckle and Scout could feel him continue to pump his cock slowly. Scout's hips jerked forward, bucking roughly into Spy's hand. There was a silent moment when time seemed to stop and go forever. Scout started to count the seconds but couldn't keep track past 2 as the blood roared in his ears.
1...2...1...2...1...1...1... and then he could only see white until-
He was released. A wave of oxygen rushed into his lungs and a dizzy spell blotted out his vision as he hung limply by his restraints.
Spy was still keeping him hard and Scout heard a whine escape past his own panting. He felt his hips jerk forward again.
His vision was back and Spy was grinning at his expression. stepping back a bit, Spy lathered lube onto three of his fingers. Scout was still breathing deeply and he let out a little cough as Spy stepped into his space again, knee nudging his legs wide once more.
Spy's hand disappeared under him and Scout jumped at the cold finger at his entrance. He let out a surprised noise "ngah!"
The slim offender began to circle slowly around his pucker, patiently waiting for the lube to heat up against his skin.
Spy's other hand returned to his throat and Spy murmured into Scout's ear.
"I love zese noises, Scout. You sound like a virgin." he chuckled. "Alzough we boz know zat isn't what you are."
The hand closed around his neck again and Scout jerked his head up, mouth opening. Spy pushed a finger inside of Scout and before beginning to pump in and out of his entrance, twisting.
"nnn!" Scout's hips twitched, trying to rock with the finger. Scout's mouth hung limply open in despair, searching for oxygen, and Spy swooped down on him, kissing him harshly. His tongue immediately taking over and marking it's territory inside Scout's mouth.
The kiss lasted way too long according to Scout. He could feel himself getting weaker and weaker as his brain went without oxygen and all his lungs got was a tongue down his throat. Finally he saw stars and his body convulsed in a final defense against blacking out.
Satisfied, Spy let him go again and licked his lips while he watched Scout gasp for breath, coughing and wheezing.
Scout's head lolled as the wave of dizziness rushed over him. The blood rushing back to his head caused a sweat to break out on Scout's body. While Scout's muscles relaxed in response to being let go, Spy took advantage.
Scout shivered and thrust up again as he felt a second finger enter him. Spy's free hand left his neck to begin pumping scout's organ in time with his fingers.
Scout arched his back against the restraints and cried out as a third finger entered him, sliding in and out. Spy smiled, watching Scout's pleasured face.
Spy removed his fingers and lined himself up with Scout's entrance. Scout moaned in a weak attempt to make Spy stop. He tried to close his eyes again. Spy brushed his cheek with his hand, softly.
"Look at me." He whispered, his voice harsh and low.
Scout opened his eyes, looking fully aroused and begging, pleading. Spy locked eyes with him, and hit home, sliding in to fill Scout up until he couldn't go any farther. Scout choked and threw his head back, crying out. His head hit the back wall and he kept it there, pressed against the cold concrete.
Spy moaned at the tightness. That was the best part about respawn, Spy told himself. That each time you fuck it feels like the first time all over again. Scout was as good to fuck as when he had been a virgin.
Spy leaned down over his prey and bit into his neck harshly. Scout cried out again and unsuccessfully twisted away.
"You're tighter zan your mozzer." Scout didn't seem to hear and didn't react. "It's hard to believe she was more a slut zan you, but at least..."
Spy grabbed Scout by the hair and forced him to look at Spy. "At least I know zat loving my dick in your ass runs in ze family."
When Scout still did not respond he emphasized his sentence with a small thrust, Scout cried out again.
"fuck you." he ground out weakly. He sounded small and vulnerable. Spy wished he could eat Scout whole, with how he acted in bed. Honestly, RED team should have done this sooner.
"No, no mon petit cochon..." Spy pulled his member out of Scout almost to the head and violently thrust right back in, balls deep once more. Spy felt rewarded when Scout groaned in pain/pleasure and let his head fall back against the wall again. "fuck you."
With that he began to thrust slowly into Scout, keeping a rhythm at first. Spy watched Scout's face grow more and more taken over with pleasure, looking frustrated in his lack of release.
Spy almost decided he was going to take the time to get Scout to beg, but feeling his need grow quickly, he went against the urge.
"You are a good for nozzing fuck." Spy started talking to Scout while he rammed him, telling him all the things he'd always wanted to say to Scout, wanted Scout to really take to heart and be hurt by. "Your mozzer didn't want you, she told me 'erself. You are 'ated by all your family and you 'ave no friends. 'Ow do you zink you ended up 'ere, huh? To serve your country?" He laughed, leaning down to talk heatedly in Scout's ear. "No one loves you. If you zink zey do, zey are lying. No one could love someone like you. A cheap screw. A whore." A hand reached down to start on Scout's penis again. Spy heard a short sob come from the boy.
"Cry for me slut."
Scout choked on his next sob, trying to keep the noises from coming out. Spy slapped Scouts ass hard, making Scout cry out again. Spy started to knead Scout's ass while he fucked him, one hand still on Scout's penis.
Spy felt himself begin to lose control, his rhythm began to break up. He slammed into Scout harder now, faster. Trying to find his release. A thought struck him and he changed his angle a couple times before-"Aack! Nng!" Spy had found Scout's prostate. Scout began whimpering for real now, noises coming in waves as each thrust hit him in that bundle of nerves.
Spy stilled suddenly as he felt himself going over the edge. He grunted as he came into Scout, thrusting a few more times.
Scout could feel the hot seed being pumped into him and soon felt himself go over the edge as well, jacking off into Spy's hand. The high that usually comes from getting off, however, was not there. Scout felt a small amount of physical pleasure, but as soon as Spy slipped out of him with a sickly squelch, a wave of guilt and anger rushed over him. He felt a few hot tears streak their way down his face. Spy was saying something but he couldn't hear him or understand the words. There was a buzzing in his ears.
A voice in the back of his head informed him that he'd officially clocked out. He tried to just stay still as he hung limply from his bindings.
How could he look anyone in the eye again? He'd been raped. RAPED by an enemy. He was supposed to be able to defend himself. He wasn't a child for god's sake.
A hole opened up in his chest. He could feel it. It stretched from his throat to his gut and it was a dark emptyness. Scout felt like something had clicked into place. It felt safer now. He was secure in his self hate.
The voice laughed at him "emo." "drama queen." it said. Scout felt himself swallow, his throat stung. He was still crying he realized. He looked up. The room was darker now. Spy had his back turned to him, putting his clothes back on.
Scout forced himself to concentrate on what Spy was saying.
"-'ere to repair you." He turned then to smile at Scout's tortured face. "well physically zat is." Then his eyes narrowed and he came forward, fully dressed now to the T.
"One last zing before I go, zough" He cupped Scout again and Scout could only close his eyes at the molestation. The buzzing was back. He felt Spy's fingers on his asshole again and jerked away, unsuccessfully. Spy's hand dipped into him and was gone. Scout opened his eyes just in time to see something coming at his face. One hand pulled Scout's mouth open while the other swiftly shoved three fingers in, scraping against his teeth and tongue before it was gone again. Scout made a noise but couldn't hear himself over the buzzing. He faintly thought he heard Spy laugh, pressing his hand over Scout's mouth, forcing him to taste Spy's seed. It was tangy and sour on Scout's mouth. His mind thought of a dark orange and the color burned itself into his brain, connecting it to the pain and suffering. Spy held him like that until he swallowed.
Then Spy was off of him and walking away, leaving him in the room, still tied up, cold, in the dim lighting. The buzzing in Scout's ears got louder when he saw the door close and the lights turn off, washing him in complete darkness. As he stared at the black his eyes drooped and the color turned into a dark orange. He felt torn inside. Like someone had gone in and cut a few wires in his machinery.
Scout began to shiver. He couldn't tell if it was from what just happened or the cold. Maybe a combination of the two. Maybe it was the feeling of Spy's semen slowly oozing down his thighs.
He didn't know how long he hung there shivering, watching the orange, listening to the buzzing slowly die down, and feeling the heat fade away from the tears leaking down his face, but after a while there was a clunking noise at the door.
The door swung open and the light turned on, too bright for Scout's eyes. Scout closed his eyes, turned his head and tried to ignore whoever it was.
"Vell you didn't do much, did you?" It was RED Medic, sporting his medigun followed by RED Spy.
"I 'ad... ozzer priorities." Scout could hear Spy smiling.
He felt cold gloved fingers on his jaw, turning his face. He flinched violently but the fingers just gripped harder. He stared wildly into RED Medic's frowning face.
"I see zat." RED Medic murmured. He pulled out a syringe. and inserted it into Scout's neck before he could jerk away, pushing down on the plunger and pulling out. Scout froze, clenching his teeth.
"Zis will prevent you from regaining energy ven I heal you." Medic explained. "In fact, it vill veaken you more."
Scout could already feel it taking effect. His eyes drooped and as the two untied him, he felt heavy, sinking to the floor, laying on his side. He didn't feel tired, though. more like he was paralyzed.
His limbs felt numb as the two REDs dragged him from the room. Vaguely he heard RED Medic explain:
"Ve need to clean you up a bit first, zough, yes?"
Then he chuckled with RED Spy, as if he'd just told a joke.
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