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Rodimus was completely out of it. He couldn't see anything clearly and his mind was even fuzzier. Someone yanked the chain connected to a collar around his intake hard, sending poor bot falling on the ground and he cried out in pain. He was heavily drugged, the shady doctors injecting something that made his circuits burn in oversensitivity.
"Move it scrap head!" Someone screamed at him and pulled hard on the chain leash, making poor bot whine in pain as the collar dug into his sensitive intake's cables. Someone helped him on his feet, but it wasn't an act of kindness. Rodimus hadn't felt that kindness ever since he was captured as war criminals and brought on the market planet to be sold off for to some sick mech as their sex toy. He hated to admit it but he was scared.
A sudden burst of light blinded his blurry vision and suddenly he was surrounded by voices from all the directions.
"Enjoy!" Came a burst of cruel laughter from behind Rodimus and he was cruelly pushed forward. The mech went down like a rock, but instead of hitting the rough ground a multiple sets of hands caught him. Buyers, all of them all over him. He was the new plaything, everybody wanted to sample him.
"What a pretty mech."
"Really?"
"Filthy."
"Let me feel him also."
The voices surrounded him and hands started to roam all over his sensitive frame. Rodimus opened his mouth to whimper and someone stuck their servos down his intake, muffling the embarrassing noises that bursted from his chassis. The mech felt absolutely horrible, servos feeling up his dented armor and some twisting his sensitive cables.
Suddenly there was hand over his interface panel and Rodimus gagged around the servos. Someone pinched him down there and his panel was forced back in pain and the hands were immediately in his valve. The mech tried to scream through his mouthful as big servos probed his valve, but the servos were forced further down his intake.
He hated this, feeling of helplessness and feeling of being molested like that. He wanted to fight back, fight his way out of this nightmare, but the drugs held him back where the hands kept him still. Someone came from the side and licked a long stripe over his cheek.
"How much is he?" The licker asked and someone took a look at the price tag in his collar. "Pricey."
"Excuse me, coming through!" Someone was impatient, pushing their way through the crowd and suddenly servos in Rodimus' valve were yanked out. A new person was behind Rodimus and taking the place of the earlier molester and suddenly his valve was stuffed full again. The mech cried out around his mouthful and someone chuckled. "Oh, he's responsive!"
"Careful there, they have him on pretty hard drugs."
"Hmm, but he responses so well and- Oh! What's this?" The servo in his valve probed deeper and Rodimus cried out in clear discomfort. They knew. They must have known he was still sealed. The owner of the servo chuckled happily as they pulled their servo out and suddenly Rodimus was yanked back, away from prying hands. The servos in his mouth fell out and he was free to cry again as he was manhandled from behind.
"You're coming with me, pretty boy!" Came a femme's laughter behind him and Rodimus cried in distress. He knew deep down that it was only a manner of a short time when someone would realize that he was still a sealed virgin, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon.
"Excellent choice!" Came a voice that the young mech recognized as the horrible doctor's who had injected the hideous drugs into his cables. "Will you be renting for an hour, two, a day...?"
"No, I'm buying him for good."
There were groans of disappointment and arguments rose with them, but the femme holding him against her chassis didn't pay attention to any of them.
"I'm sorry ma'am, but he's not up for sale. He's from Nyon, he might just be last of his kind!" The doctor protested, but the femme was having none of that. "Name your price."
"Ma'am, we rent, we don't sell-!" There was a click and suddenly the whole place grew quiet. Rodimus had no idea what happened, but there was a hum from the doctor and despite drugs, Rodimus could tell he was smiling. "He's all yours."
Rodimus didn't know what was worst. Being sold from mech to mech as a sex toy and being used as a public cum dumpster or being taken over by one who was apparently powerful or wealthy enough to just pull him away from all the horny bots and cons that wanted him.
He didn't realize that he was being led to somewhere until the sunlight blinded him. Rodimus groaned incoherently as he was being led through the city, everything being a colorful blur in his optics as he tried to make clear of his situation.
"Shhh, baby boy, shhh..." The femme behind him hushed against the side of his weakly lolling helm. "I got you now..."
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Whoever this pretty boy was he was a mess. You had no idea what they had given him but it was strong and he would be seriously ill after the drug's effects would start to cease. Oh, but was he a big win. You admit you paid a pretty much from him. Much more than he could ever be able to make by bending over every surface of the bar or sucking spike like common shareware, but you could tell that he was a keeper.
Sure, he was a mess, but he wasn't beyond hope. All the dirt would be washed off, he would get a new paint job, polished and he would be a diamond. Those club owners and sex slavers could never get his full potential out, but you knew better. This wasn't your first battle.
You eyed him up and down, not even one bit ashamed by the lust in your optics as you took him in. He would be a gorgeous pet, you could already tell. He would fit in just perfectly.
Your little mansion wasn't far from the busy market street. It was a nice neighborhood, meant for the elite. You had to help your little mech up your little steps and make him lean on you as you punctured in the door code, but once the door binged open you were inside.
"I'm back!" You called as you locked the door behind you. Silence, until you heard the pitter patter of pedes approach the front door.
"Welcome back Mistress!" Came your greeting from smaller orange mech's lips. You smiled at the sight of your very first pet greeting you as he always did. The others were still probably recharging. He was very well behaved, best in fact. His optics, covered by glasses landed on the mech against your side, his smile never faltering. "I presume you found us a new friend!"
"I have a feeling that this one is a keeper Rung." You smiled and lead the drugged mech to upstairs into one of the berthrooms. You dumbed his limp body on the soft berth and turned towards Rung who had followed behind you.
"I'll go get some stuff for him, will you look after him while I'm gone? I don't know what they injected into him, but I want someone to be with him when he returns back to earth."
Rung smiled and nodded in understanding. You smiled, walking up to him and leaned down to kiss him. The mech was happy to return your kiss, as innocent and small as it was before you pulled back and left, leaving Rung alone in the room with your new pet.
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The room was spinning out of control when Rodimus came back to his senses. He had no idea when he lost consciousness, but when he returned he returned too quickly. The mech quickly rolled over and fell before he threw up everything in his tanks.
The cheap energon they had made him eat back in the brig splashed all over the floor and his hands and once he started to throw up there was no stopping until he was dry heaving. Rodimus coughed and sputtered, the stale and horrid taste of used energon haunting his mouth.
Suddenly there was a pat and rub against his back and Rodimus hurled his body away, his senses high alerted. Someone took him home with them. Someone was going to rape him and break his seals and after they had their fill on him they would return him back to the slave club and someone else would rape him after that and that.
"Easy there, easy..." The mysterious orange mech knelt before Rodimus and the hurt mech backed up against the corner like a hurt animal he was. The mech before him smiled him sympathetically and slowly extended his hand where he held a cube of something bright red. The dirty mech tensed visibly and weakly glared at the orange mech.
"I- I ain't taking d- drugs...!" Rodimus stuttered through clattering denta and the mystery mech shook his helm. "No drugs. Not in this house." He said and offered the cube again. "This should help with nausea and give you some strength."
"So you could rape me...!?"
"No, but you seem malnourished." He replied and slowly put the cube on the floor and pushed it towards Rodimus before getting up and backing up. "I'm gonna run you a bath. You're dirty and hot water should be good for your joints."
The mysterious mech left through the side door in the room and soon Rodimus heard water running. So they were going to bath him. No wonder. As he looked around the room he could tell he was in a very grand place. That mech must have wanted him cleaned up before sex and as much as Rodimus wanted to fight back and let them take him dirty, he couldn't stand the idea of being covered in muck and waste any longer. The smell was enough to make him nauseous again.
Slowly, he extended a shaky arm, picked up the cube and took a sniff. It smelt saccharine and he felt like hurling again, but he willed himself through it and drank the cube in one go. Ugh, it was overly sweet, sickeningly so, but he felt much better already.
The sound of running water stilled and Rodimus' helm snapped towards the open doorway. The orange mech returned and walked up to him, smiling, pleased that he had drunk the liquid. "The bath is ready for you. Can you stand?" He moved to help Rodimus up, but the dirty mech swatted his hands away. "D- Don't touch me!"
The mech raised his hands in surrender and took a step back, giving Rodimus space. He took his chance and shakily got up on his pedes and without the red liquid in his systems, he would have probably collapsed back but he managed to keep himself upright. Slowly while avoiding the orange mech, he made his way to the bathroom. It was as grand as the earlier room, white marble covering every surface and everything else golden and fluffy towels hanging beside a luxurious bathtub.
Rodimus carefully walked to the tub and tested the water and he had to hold back a moan that almost erupted from his intake. It was perfect, hot and filled with natural cleaning dissolvents. Without any further doubt, he dipped one leg in, then another and let himself sink into blissful warmth and this time he couldn't stop the moan from spilling past his lips.
"Do you need any help?" Came the orange mech's voice and Rodimus tensed up again. Of course, once he was done bathing he would be taken to bed and his seal would get ripped into pieces. "No!" He yelled back and he meant it. He could wash himself just fine and he much rather stayed away from his buyer's hands.
Regretfully Rodimus picked up a soft sponge from the side and started to wash himself up. The clear water soon turned dark as the dirt was rinsed off from his armor and he felt disgusted by the sheer amount of dirt that was coming off from him. When he was sure that he had every spot taken care off he moved to drain the dirty water, but then he stilled. He didn't want to be raped and the longer he stayed in the bathroom the longer he was safe.
So he pulled his hand back and mindlessly started to scrub himself again. Time went past too fast and he would have stayed in the bath longer if the water wouldn't have turned cold. He saw no more escape. He drained the water and opened the shower, washing last specks and smudges of dirt off for good.
He stepped out of the shower and grabbed himself a towel to dry himself off. Rodimus wasn't sure what to do with the towel so he just let it fall to his feet on the ground. He took a breath and stepped into the berthroom.
To his surprise, there was a new mech, no, a femme in the room with the original orange mech. This new femme was bigger than the orange mech and Rodimus and she had a purple paint job. She and the orange mech snapped their helms towards Rodimus when they heard him step into the room.
Two at once? Rodimus was shivering in his armor, but he willed himself to be brave and straightened up. "A-Are you going to frag me now?"
"Pardon?"
"Yes." Came sinuously from both of them and they shared a glance. The purple femme grinned and walked up to Rodimus. The young bot braced himself, but no matter how much he would have prepared himself he couldn't have expected what happened next.
There were a click and the pressure around his neck that he had forgotten loosened and disappeared. He opened his optics and they landed on collar in femme's hand. She chuckled at the baffled look on his face, threw the offensive heavy metal collar over her shoulder and cupped Rodimus' face between her hands.
"Look at you. So cute. I could just eat you up!" She squealed happily and leaned down to gently nibble on Rodimus' finial by his helm. The mech shuddered and closed his optics, expecting you to soon invade his mouth, but you pulled back and there were a new click and snug comfortable pressure around Rodimus' intake.
He opened his optics and looked down to see a new collar around his intake. This one wasn't made out of thick heavy metal that couldn't be broken with light tools and that hurt his intake. This one was red and golden, finely sewed with a golden hoop in middle of it.
"W- what is this?" Rodimus stuttered and yanked at the collar. It gave up a little, but not enough to be broken.
"It's a brand new collar, made out of finest leather and decorated with real gold. Oh, it looks absolutely great on you, I knew I made the right decision requesting red leather!" The femme squealed again and stepped away from him. Rodimus eyed her suspiciously and then at the orange mech. That's when he noticed it. He had a collar on also!
The orange mech smiled when he had Rodimus' attention and walked up to him and the femme and extended his hand to baffed mech. "My name is Rung. I'm a pet, just like you."
"I- I'm not a pet!" Rodimus stuttered, ignoring the hand extended to him. The femme smiled, walking around him, eyeing him like he was prey and when she got behind him she hugged him against her chassis, much to Rodimus' fear. The femme and orange mech chuckled together at his skittish behavior.
"You are now and you belong to me and only to me." The purple femme whispered and blew hot air to his audial. Rodimus shuddered and tried to twist away from the femme, but the bigger con towered over him and easily held him still as her hands started to wonder around his body.
Rodimus whimpered quietly and shivered, getting ready to be taken by force but she surprised him. She was gentle with him, feeling him up and leaning down to kiss and suck the exposed cables on his neck. Her arm wrapped around his waist to hold him steady as her other hand slid between his legs.
The first touch against his sensitive interface panel made him flinch and curl on himself but he received a sharp nip to his cables for it, making him jolt in shock and slight pain.
"Open up for me my pet..." The femme ordered and gave him another nibble. "Or I will make you." Rodimus hated himself for fearing the pain and opened his arrays with a shameful whimper. As soon as his valve was exposed to room temperature, the wondering purple servos went to his untouched anterior node and gently started to flick and stroke against it.
Rodimus gasped and then moaned, never experiencing such an unknown and foreign feeling between his legs. The femme hummed happily against his neck and her servos graced against his wet valve's slit.
"You're really responsive my pet... You're already so wet, does it feel that good?" She huskily whispered and Rodimus whimpered shamefully at display. Despite his valve being out for the whole room to see, his spike was no where in sight, but there was a hole in front where it should have been.
"Rung be a sweetheart and check his spike channel. I want to know if he has ever felt a snug hot valve or a hand around his spike or if he has a seal in there also.
The orange mech, Rung who had been until that moment just smiling and observing walked up and kneeled before Rodimus so that his glasses covered face was directly in front of red mech's array. Rodimus' optics flicked down in shame and embarrasment, but Rung smiled to him sweetly and gently inserted his thinnest servo into his spike channel. That's when Rodimus felt a stirring he had never felt before and moaned louder.
"He's still sealed, my Mistress." Rung answered and pulled his servo out of the younger mech.
"I'm shocked my little pet. With your looks, you could have any mech or femme you want yet you're still sealed?" The femme chuckled and Rodimus flushed in shame before being tenderly kissed at the back of his helm.
She kept fondling and kissing his body as Rung kept looking up at them at their feet and Rodimus had trouble keeping his body and especially his hips still as he was being fondled. He had never felt anything like that before, he shouldn't have, he was about to be taken against his will, but for now, it felt good. So he argued with himself. If he was going to get returned to that sex slave club to be drugged and fragged again and again then this wasn't maybe so bad. The femme was gentle so far, maybe she would be gentle with Rodimus' first time?
"Oh, my pet...!" She moaned shamelessly as she started to slowly thrust her hips against Rodimus' aft and then she tweaked his anterior node between the tips of her servos, making the red mech whimper in shameful pleasure. "Primus, you turn me on so much...! I can't wait to take your seals...! You will be my first virgin, Primus I'm excited...!"
Rodimus moaned as her nimble servos slowly pushed inside his wet valve and at that point he was so teased and turned on that he might as well have accepted his fate. The femme, however, pulled her servos out of him before she could puncture his seal and Rodimus whimpered in need he had never known before.
Rung moved to the side as the femme lead Rodimus to the wide soft berth. She threw Rodimus on the berth and he moaned when he came to contact with soft mattress and pure snow white blanket. They must have swapped dirty one away when he was bathing.
The femme straddled Rodimus' hips, kissing a trail up the nape of his neck as she leaned down with her frame against his. "There are rules in this household my pet..." She whispered between kisses. "One, you're going to address me as Mistress. Two, you shall do whatever I say and whenever I say and attempt to please me however I want it. If you manage this then you will live a life filled with luxuries that you have never heard of.
"Three, you obey me like your life depends on it. If you obey me I won't take you back to the slave house and I 'll offer you pleasure you have never known before...! Four and final rule. All you pets are mine and do what I say and take what I give you. Reward or punishment, you will take it. Understood?"
Rodimus moaned mindlessly and nodded repeatedly. He was ready, even if he hated to admit it and as long as he wouldn't need to go back to sex slave markets to be constantly raped then he was willing to sell his virginity to this femme.
"Good. Now tell me your name pet...!"
"R- Rodimus of Nyon...!" He stuttered and she hummed pleasedly. "What a pretty name...!"
Suddenly Mistress' weight lifted off from him and Rodimus' world twirled around as he found himself on his back in the bed. He shot a look down and was shocked to see his new Mistress on her knees between his legs with her scarily abnormally long snake-like glossa hanging from her mouth.
"I'm going to devour you Rodimus...!" She panted and that was the only warning he got before she sealed her lips around his anterior node. Rodimus cried out in sudden pleasure, throwing his helm back as she applied greedy and almost painful hard suction to his sensitive node.
She sucked his node greedily like a baby animal and Rodimus trashed against the bed as he cried in pleasure. Finally, she took pity on him as she let go of his node or so Rodimus though before her servos replaced her mouth and she stuck her glossa inside his valve.
It was anything else that he had ever felt before. Pressure, firm yet soft inside him and nothing like his servos against the mesh of his valve's lips. It was new and unfamiliar to him and overpowering. Before Rodimus knew what hit him, his back arched as he gripped the blanket under him and he cried out louder than ever before as he overloaded all over the purple femme's mouth.
She licked the evidence of his arousal greedily and Rodimus shuddered in oversensitivity, her long glossa swiping against the wet seal inside his valve but never pushing any further. Slowly her glossa retrieved from his spent valve, but not before she licked any evidence of Rodimus' overload from his sensitive and swollen valve's lips.
When she finally swiped her mouth clean with the back of her hand Rodimus was shivering like crazy in oversensitivity. The femme chuckled at the sight of him, rising up on her pedes before him and the mech closed his optics contently, ready to be taken.
Nothing came after that but a greedy lick to his lips before the warmth of another frame disappeared over him and he opened his optics in surprise. The femme was still standing between his legs, eyeing him like he was a energon treat ready to be devoured and palming her closed but no doubt burning interface panel in lust, but she made no move towards Rodimus.
Instead she turned around and walked to the door, Rung following quickly after her but before she left for good she glanced at confused Rodimus over her shoulder. "Rest now my pet. You have a lot to take in tomorrow." And just like that, she left with Rung on tow and the door closed behind them, leaving Rodimus alone in the berthroom.
He spent good five minutes just staring at the door in confusion until he finally screamed out in frustration and dove underneath the blanket, burying his face into the soft white pillow. "What the frag was that!?"