Twisting the Helix

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A superhero named Helix Hare has been caught by a villain, and is being tormented before being pushed for what gives him his power.

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Twisting the Helix

For justacritic

By Draconicon

Any kind of investigative work ran the risk of some retribution or another. Nobody liked their secrets being found, after all, but most people kept the revenge to court, or failing that, to anonymous threats. This time, it had come in the shape of a rather large fist, and had continued in the form of a bondage bed.

Well, 'bed' being something of a misnomer. He was suspended on a tablet sort of bed, with his body halfway out one side, and halfway out the other. It was almost like someone had pushed him through some sort of gel, made sure that he was exposed on either side, and then decided, 'eh, good enough.'

Who was he? Well, Helix Hare. He would have said that it was nice to meet you, but he was a little bit tied up, a little bit gagged, and quite a bit too busy to have much to say to invisible readers that shouldn't have been there in the first place.

To compound it all, he could feel something further restricting him. Not anything physical, but something mental. The hare attempted to blink and failed. He attempted to turn his head, and that didn't work either. He tried twitching a finger, a toe, an ear, but nothing quite worked the way that it was supposed to. Not even the ear, and he had been pretty darn sure that there'd be no specific hypnosis commands about keeping a rabbit's ears in place.

Well...this is all fine and dandy, isn't it?

The one part that he could move - for now - were his eyes, and he flicked them all over the dim room. It looked like an office, someplace out of the way of the main flow of things. The door was probably behind him, and there were windows in front of him, windows that looked out over a harbor. A pretty familiar harbor, too, considering that he'd been walking alongside it on the way to the warehouse that he'd been investigating.

Okay, so whoever did that didn't take me too far away. Probably just to the main office of the warehouse itself.

And they'd only bothered to paralyze his body, not his brain. So far, at least. That was something. He could work with that, provided that he had enough time .

Click.

Okay, that wasn't nearly enough time. He heard a door open, then close, followed by heavy, thumping footsteps that sounded more like they were on the verge of breaking through the floor below than actually walking anywhere. Eventually, a scaly hand rested on his ass cheeks, and he groaned under his breath as he felt the pointed tips at the ends of the fingers, as well as the rather powerful grip that followed.

Tlatoani.

Speaking the name proved quite a bit more impossible than thinking it, however, with only a few grunts making it partway up his throat before being completely stifled. They were answered with a deep, gravelly chuckle, the sort that made his head feel like it was being dragged down a country driveway.

"So, little Helix Hare. You decided to make a pest of yourself."

"..."

"I'm sure you're wondering why you can't talk."

No shit.

"Just a little device that I'd decided needed a field test. Just enough to shut down your control of your motor functions. A pity that it isn't so well-developed as to warp your way of thinking, as well, but further testing will probably give me that technology in time. For now, this is sufficient."

Tlatoani stepped out from behind him, the T-Rex revealing himself at last. In the dim light of the office, the black and red dinosaur loomed larger than life, appearing almost as if he was some vengeful spirit out of the past. His costume didn't help with that, either, making him look like something that had leaped out of the Aztec era...or the Greek one, perhaps. There was some crossover between the two.

Of course, the T-Rex didn't have the same sort of modesty as more of the proper heroes and lower-tier villains. He didn't bother hiding his body, and instead seemed to take more comfort in showing it off, taking his time to strut up and down his office, letting the scales reflect what little light there was, and doing more than enough to really make his cock slide around in the lower part of the costume. There was just enough looseness for it to move on its own rather than being pinned in place as the typical costume did.

Were there things that Helix Hare wanted to say, little quips that he wanted to make? Of course, but really, that was hard enough to do when gagged. Having his body controlled left him with nothing.

Tlatoani circled him one, two, three times before finally coming to a halt in front of him, reaching down and groping the rabbit's crotch. The feeling of those pointed fingers digging around at his junk was a little less pleasant than one might have imagined, but he still managed to pop a boner. Hares, right? Always ready for something.

The T-Rex looked him in the eye, fondling him slowly, and Helix did his best not to focus on those fingers rubbing him towards a more fulsome erection. They were already getting him to tent the green spandex of his costume, and he didn't need to - oh, goddammit. The T-Rex pulled the costume to the side, allowing his hard-on out into the night air. It was not that large, either, so he half-hoped that it'd get lost in the shadows, but, nope. Tlatoani's hand, big as it was, still managed to find his dick.

"It seems that the Helix Serum didn't give you much down here," the T-Rex said. "I'm disappointed; it would have been a little more interesting to see a rabbit who had something to offer, for once."

"..."

"Yes, yes, I know. It's how you use it, etc. Well, tonight, you will be using it to give me a number of samples."

"Mmmmph?"

A grunt. Well, that was something, at least. Words would have been better. He was usually good with them, particularly with innuendos. Better in their end, though. Wow, his thoughts were rabbiting all over the place.

Tlatoani reached out to his desk, fumbling around for a moment before bringing something out of a drawer. It looked like a condom, if a condom had more of a mechanical interface on one end of it. There was a glass bulb that hung down the closed end, something that caused the rest of it to whoosh softly. The tube itself was better suited for the larger species, but it was still 'small' enough to actually fit around the head of his shaft.

As soon as it made contact with his cock, it sucked itself right down to the base. It even pulled his balls into the little contraption, leaving him hissing through his nose. The tightness of the machine meant that there was no way for the air to go except into that bulb at the end, and he was just grateful that it didn't have a painful level of suction to it.

As his cock throbbed to a fuller and fuller erection, with little veins popping out along the sides and his sensitivity rising by the second, the T-Rex circled around him, moving to his back-end. The claws found his costume again, but this time, rather than just pulling it off to the side, they pushed through, ripping a hole right over his ass. His cheeks burned ever so slightly, revealing that his body still had the 'freedom' to be embarrassed.

Joy of joys.

"Of course, you might need some...help...delivering those samples. I'm happy to assist."

There wasn't a snap, pop, rip, or zip. Instead, there was just a bit of shuffling, and then he felt the heated touch of a rather large, no-longer-clawed thing between his ass cheeks. The rabbit's eyes went wide as he had a mental image of something massive rubbing between his ass cheeks, a dinosaur cock that was ready to split him in two. A mild whimper followed by a muffled growl made its way past his gag.

"I'm assured that you can take it. The Helix Serum enhanced just about everything about you, save for your cock. It'll be interesting to see just what an enhanced asshole can do. Besides...you rabbits are made for this."

Hare. Hare. There's a difference between a rabbit and a HARE!

His thoughts went up in mental pitch as something thicker than three of his fingers were forced in all at once, grinding forward. Tlatoani was right that his body had been enhanced and could take it, but that didn't mean that he could take it easily, or that it would be particularly enjoyable...at least, not at first. He had perhaps three minutes before his body adjusted to the intrusion and started making it tolerable, perhaps even pleasurable, and he had to hope that the T-Rex would start faltering by then.

Yet, as that first slow thrust turned into a second, and then a third, he didn't feel anything like the shakes of pleasure that he often felt with his partners. There was no sudden weakness, no slowing down.

Dammit all to hell...

And as the fuck went on, the pleasure that had never stopped from the machine at his crotch was joined by the tingling 'assistance' of something rubbing over his prostate again...and again...and again. Each time that it slammed in, he could feel that warmth and pleasure throbbing through him. He would have hung his head in embarrassment if he could move; as it stood, he couldn't even do that.

The milking tube continued to drag at his cock, pulling at his pre-cum and dragging at his balls. His cock was harder than ever, and he swore that it was probably thicker in the tube, as well, probably being affected like it was inside of a cock pump. He groaned under his breath again, feeling himself getting rocked from behind, getting drained from the front. He could feel every droplet of pre-cum being sucked right out of his dick, too, and despite the way that this was being forced, he knew that it was only a matter of time before he lost all control and gave Tlatoani what he wanted.

That thick T-Rex shaft was slowly plundering his hole, sliding in, pulling out, sliding in, and pulling out again. The villain reached around, patting the machine, making it bounce and then suck all the harder along his shaft.

"I'm looking forward to the formula, Helix Hare. It will be fascinating to see just what I can do with it..."

Fucking... He hissed, unable to finish the thought. This wasn't fair. This was so out of proportion to what punishment for breaking and entering should have been.

But he hadn't given in yet. Maybe, just maybe, he could outlast the dino and his machine. Maybe.

The End

Summary: A superhero named Helix Hare has been caught by a villain, and is being tormented before being pushed for what gives him his power.

Tags: M/M, hare, t-rex, dinosaur, superhero, supervillain, bondage, body control, nudity, cock milking, anal, dubious consent, meta, annoyance,

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