Helpless
Title: Helpless
Part: 1/1
Author: Miyuki244
E-mail: SakuraSweety@hotmail.com
Type: FPS
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Bar thugs/Lane Dixon
***Warnings*** this story is NC-17 and contains a non-con situation!
Disclaimer: these characters do not belong to me and it's just a
made up story that popped into my head after watching switchback…
along with some other stories…but that's for later writing…
Summary: Lane Dixon goes into a bar for a drink after being dropped
off by Bob Goodall. What if Bob didn't save Lane from the thugs in
the bar?
This is my first fic so please be gentle! I didn't quote the
characters exactly I changed it a bit…
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Helpless
By Miyuki244
Lane Dixon stepped into the bar that Bob had dropped him off at. The
people inside were chatting as they drank their beer. He was
exhausted from his trip and decided to get something to calm his
nerves. He took a seat at the bar and asked for a beer.
"We don't got any beer," was the response he got from the old bar
tender.
"umm well then I'll have what ever is in those bottles," Lane said
as he pointed to another customer. The bar tender grunted and gave
him what he wanted. Lane took a few sips from his bottle and told
the bartender that he needed a ride. However, before he could finish
his conversation, some thugs came towards him and started talking
about how he was responsible for his friend being battered up.
"Well I think your friend is mistaken…I've never seen him before…"
"Well then I think we'll have to freshen your memory then." After
having said that several people began to leave the bar and Lane
decided that he needed to get away as well. He bent down to grab his
things but was stopped by the gang leader's pool stick. "Where do
you think your going? They aren't going the same way as you." Lane
looked at the thugs and knew that nothing good was going to come out
of this. "Look…I'm not saying that your friend is a liar. I'm just
saying that I wouldn't do something like that to a person." The thug
wasn't content with his answer and used the pool stick to ram it
into Lane's stomach. Lane gasped from the sudden pain and lost his
balance. The other thugs grabbed a hold of each of his arms and held
him in place.
"We're gonna teach you a lesson boy…" The gang leader punched Lane's
stomach with enough force to make him feel nautious. Lane coughed
and felt weak in his knees but the thugs held him up. "So are you
going to confess to your crimes yet?"
"I've never seen him before…" Lane weakly replied. The gang leader
kicked Lane in the stomach and was about to throw him another punch
when Lane felt like he needed to fight back. He lifted his body up
and kicked the gang leader as hard as he could. He was surprised to
see the man fly across the room and knew that this was his chance to
get away. He punched the thug holding him on his left and got loose
from the other thug on his right. However, Lane didn't have the
strength to stand so he lost his balance and once again fell into
the thug on his right.
"Hold his legs dammit!" The gang leader dusted him self off as he
got up from where he landed. "Your gonna pay big time for what you
just did boy!" He slapped Lane hard across the face and grabbed a
hold of his hair. "Your gonna become our personal slut for the
night…," the gang leader whispered into his ear. Lane was confused
with these words and it showed on his face. The gang leader laughed
at his facial expression and said, "You'll find out soon enough what
that means boy." The gang leader walked over to one of his men and
told him to keep Lane warm for him while he went to take a piss.
Lane had never felt so much pain in his life. He felt like he was
being hit with a baseball bat a million times. This thug seemed to
be one of the stronger ones in the group and with every punch Lane
felt like he would black out at any moment. He grunted every time
the man punched him and heard the gang leader say something from the
restroom. The thug stopped punching him and Lane felt like
everything was out of focus. His vision was blurred and he couldn't
hold himself up anymore. The only things keeping him up were the
thugs on either side of him. They snickered and the thug on his
right grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled his head up to expose
his neck. Lane struggled to get out of the man's grip but was too
weak. The thug smiled as he licked Lane's neck and nipped at his
ear. Lane was in shock by these actions and started to struggle even
more. He finally understood what that gang leader had meant. They
wanted him to become their personal "fuck toy"! He tried to push
them away but the thugs beside him only held on tighter. Lane gave
up after a while and feared what would happen as the gang leader
came out from the toilet. The gang leader gave the bar tender a look
which appeared to mean something and the bar tender turned around to
grab a key. He handed it to the leader and he signaled the rest of
the thugs to follow. The gang leader opened the door and the thugs
filed in, dragging Lane with them.
"Get his clothes off."
Lane heard this and used whatever strength he had left to push the
thugs away. When the thugs fell to the floor he turned to go out the
door but lost his balance because of the pain he was in from the
previous beating. Lane fell to the floor but didn't stop moving he
crawled to the door and tried to open it but realized that it had
been locked. He struggled to get the door open and yelped when the
gang leader picked him up and threw him over his shoulder.
"Put me down! Stop this!" Lane winced in pain due to the position he
was in. His stomach ached from the punches and it didn't help that
he was being carried on this man's shoulders. He pounded the man's
back but he felt so weak he knew that they weren't inflicting any
pain on the man. Lane was thrown onto the bed in the room and the
other thugs surrounded the bed. He felt his arms and legs being tied
to the bedposts and knew that he wouldn't be able to escape anymore.
"Cut off his clothes. He won't be needin' them anymore."
The thugs took out their knives and began shredding Lane's clothing
from his body. He whimpered and tried to squirm away from them. He
winced in pain as he felt the ropes dig into his skin. Why did these
stupid thugs decide to pick him as their sex toy? They could have
chosen any of the other people in that room! Lane hated his life
right now.
"Stop it! I didn't do anything! Why are you doing this to me?!" The
gang leader smiled but didn't answer. "Shut him up." The thugs cut
off some tape and placed it onto Lane's mouth. "mmfff! Mmmfff!" Lane
tried to scream but the tape was making it difficult. His clothes
lay in tattered shreds on the floor and he shivered. I can't believe
this is happening…
"You have a nice body boy…you almost had me fooled that you were a
woman. You wanna be fucked like a hoar? Huh? You'd like that
wouldn't you?" The gang leader whispered. Lane felt disgusted and
tried to turn his head away but the man held him in place by
grabbing hold of his hair. The gang leader got up and began
undressing so the thugs followed suit. The gang leader walked over
to a table and got some kind of whipping tool. Lane started to freak
out inside and tried to get out of his bonds. He knew it was
pointless but he thought that anything was better than just lying
there.
"Now…if you misbehave I'm gonna have to whip you with this…and we
wouldn't want that now would we? We don't want our pretty boy having
red welts on his body…" The gang leader laughed and put the whip
down onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and stared at Lane's
naked body. He got hard immediately and leaned over to rip the tape
off of Lane's face. "Suck my cock boy! If you try to bite I'm gonna
have my boys beat you till you bleed!" Lane knew that he wasn't
lying and didn't want to risk suffering more than he was now. "Open
your mouth!" Lane did as he was told and opened his mouth as wide as
he could. He gagged when he tasted the other man's cock in his
mouth. "mmff" He wanted to spit out the leader's cock and throw up
but knew that he would get the beating of a life time. The gang
leader bent down towards Lane's ear and whispered, "You like that
don't you bitch? Suck it!" Lane tried to lick and suck the man's
cock as best as he could but felt sick to his stomach. This went on
for a few minutes and soon the other man exploded his seed into his
mouth. Lane was about to spit it out when the man told him to
swallow it. Lane froze…he couldn't possibly… "I said swallow it
boy…" The gang leader picked up his whip and slapped it across
Lane's chest. "Augh!" Lane whimpered from the sudden flash of pain
and swallowed all of the seed. He coughed and tried not to throw
up. "Good boy."
The gang leader moved down to sit between Lane's legs and spit into
his hands to lubricate his already hardening cock. "I'm gonna rip
you apart boy…you want me to don't you? You want to feel my cock
inside you…pounding hard and rough…" Lane tried to protest but cried
out when the whip left yet another red welt on his body. The gang
leader pushed Lane's legs further apart and positioned himself at
his opening. He placed the tip inside a little and Lane winced in
pain. He tried to move away but the man held his hips firmly in
place. The gang leader pushed forward and quickly rammed his cock
all the way in. Lane screamed from the burning pain that shot
through his body. The leader started rocking back and forth roughly
and grunted with each thrust. Lane closed his eyes and felt the
darkness coming but woke up when he received a powerful slap across
the face. The gang leader began to pound faster and harder and Lane
couldn't take the pain for much longer. He couldn't keep his brain
awake and every time he was about to pass out the man slapped him
hard. The gang leader exploded his load inside him and fell on top
of him. He panted from exhaustion and finally pulled out. The gang
leader got off of the bed and walked over to the table to light up a
cigarette.
"Go on boys…dig in!" He sat down and watched his men climb on to the
bed to fondle Lane's body. Lane was only half awake and whimpered
when someone bit his nipple lightly. He couldn't tell what was going
on anymore and was too weak to care. He screamed when he felt yet
another cock enter him without lube. He gasped as the man pounded
into him and slowly lost consciousness.
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Lane awoke an hour later and saw that a different thug was pounding
into him. His body ached and he felt numb with pain. He couldn't
believe that these men were still hard and wanting more. He moaned
as the thug released his load inside his already full entrance. The
thug pulled out and yet another thug pushed inside him. He tried to
protest once again but his voice had gotten hoarse from the
screaming. He passed out after a few minutes and hoped that it would
end.
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The gang left Lane tied to the bed so that they could use him again
the next day. The gang leader stared at Lane once more and smiled
before he left the room, locking it.
Bob Goodall walked out from the shadows as the men left and was able
to unlock the door with some lock picking tools that he happened to
carry. He opened the door and walked inside. He looked around and
found what he was looking for. Bob had seen the thugs beating up on
Lane but wanted to watch the events that would take place. He found
a perverse pleasure in watching this young man go through so much
pain but finally decided to get him out when the thugs finished. He
used his knife to cut Lane loose and used a wet wash cloth to clean
off his body. He wrapped a blanket around Lane's body and carried
him out of the room. Perhaps he could do something with this boy…
End June 9, 2006
Part: 1/1
Author: Miyuki244
E-mail: SakuraSweety@hotmail.com
Type: FPS
Rating: NC-17
Cast: Bar thugs/Lane Dixon
***Warnings*** this story is NC-17 and contains a non-con situation!
Disclaimer: these characters do not belong to me and it's just a
made up story that popped into my head after watching switchback…
along with some other stories…but that's for later writing…
Summary: Lane Dixon goes into a bar for a drink after being dropped
off by Bob Goodall. What if Bob didn't save Lane from the thugs in
the bar?
This is my first fic so please be gentle! I didn't quote the
characters exactly I changed it a bit…
~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@~@
Helpless
By Miyuki244
Lane Dixon stepped into the bar that Bob had dropped him off at. The
people inside were chatting as they drank their beer. He was
exhausted from his trip and decided to get something to calm his
nerves. He took a seat at the bar and asked for a beer.
"We don't got any beer," was the response he got from the old bar
tender.
"umm well then I'll have what ever is in those bottles," Lane said
as he pointed to another customer. The bar tender grunted and gave
him what he wanted. Lane took a few sips from his bottle and told
the bartender that he needed a ride. However, before he could finish
his conversation, some thugs came towards him and started talking
about how he was responsible for his friend being battered up.
"Well I think your friend is mistaken…I've never seen him before…"
"Well then I think we'll have to freshen your memory then." After
having said that several people began to leave the bar and Lane
decided that he needed to get away as well. He bent down to grab his
things but was stopped by the gang leader's pool stick. "Where do
you think your going? They aren't going the same way as you." Lane
looked at the thugs and knew that nothing good was going to come out
of this. "Look…I'm not saying that your friend is a liar. I'm just
saying that I wouldn't do something like that to a person." The thug
wasn't content with his answer and used the pool stick to ram it
into Lane's stomach. Lane gasped from the sudden pain and lost his
balance. The other thugs grabbed a hold of each of his arms and held
him in place.
"We're gonna teach you a lesson boy…" The gang leader punched Lane's
stomach with enough force to make him feel nautious. Lane coughed
and felt weak in his knees but the thugs held him up. "So are you
going to confess to your crimes yet?"
"I've never seen him before…" Lane weakly replied. The gang leader
kicked Lane in the stomach and was about to throw him another punch
when Lane felt like he needed to fight back. He lifted his body up
and kicked the gang leader as hard as he could. He was surprised to
see the man fly across the room and knew that this was his chance to
get away. He punched the thug holding him on his left and got loose
from the other thug on his right. However, Lane didn't have the
strength to stand so he lost his balance and once again fell into
the thug on his right.
"Hold his legs dammit!" The gang leader dusted him self off as he
got up from where he landed. "Your gonna pay big time for what you
just did boy!" He slapped Lane hard across the face and grabbed a
hold of his hair. "Your gonna become our personal slut for the
night…," the gang leader whispered into his ear. Lane was confused
with these words and it showed on his face. The gang leader laughed
at his facial expression and said, "You'll find out soon enough what
that means boy." The gang leader walked over to one of his men and
told him to keep Lane warm for him while he went to take a piss.
Lane had never felt so much pain in his life. He felt like he was
being hit with a baseball bat a million times. This thug seemed to
be one of the stronger ones in the group and with every punch Lane
felt like he would black out at any moment. He grunted every time
the man punched him and heard the gang leader say something from the
restroom. The thug stopped punching him and Lane felt like
everything was out of focus. His vision was blurred and he couldn't
hold himself up anymore. The only things keeping him up were the
thugs on either side of him. They snickered and the thug on his
right grabbed a hold of his hair and pulled his head up to expose
his neck. Lane struggled to get out of the man's grip but was too
weak. The thug smiled as he licked Lane's neck and nipped at his
ear. Lane was in shock by these actions and started to struggle even
more. He finally understood what that gang leader had meant. They
wanted him to become their personal "fuck toy"! He tried to push
them away but the thugs beside him only held on tighter. Lane gave
up after a while and feared what would happen as the gang leader
came out from the toilet. The gang leader gave the bar tender a look
which appeared to mean something and the bar tender turned around to
grab a key. He handed it to the leader and he signaled the rest of
the thugs to follow. The gang leader opened the door and the thugs
filed in, dragging Lane with them.
"Get his clothes off."
Lane heard this and used whatever strength he had left to push the
thugs away. When the thugs fell to the floor he turned to go out the
door but lost his balance because of the pain he was in from the
previous beating. Lane fell to the floor but didn't stop moving he
crawled to the door and tried to open it but realized that it had
been locked. He struggled to get the door open and yelped when the
gang leader picked him up and threw him over his shoulder.
"Put me down! Stop this!" Lane winced in pain due to the position he
was in. His stomach ached from the punches and it didn't help that
he was being carried on this man's shoulders. He pounded the man's
back but he felt so weak he knew that they weren't inflicting any
pain on the man. Lane was thrown onto the bed in the room and the
other thugs surrounded the bed. He felt his arms and legs being tied
to the bedposts and knew that he wouldn't be able to escape anymore.
"Cut off his clothes. He won't be needin' them anymore."
The thugs took out their knives and began shredding Lane's clothing
from his body. He whimpered and tried to squirm away from them. He
winced in pain as he felt the ropes dig into his skin. Why did these
stupid thugs decide to pick him as their sex toy? They could have
chosen any of the other people in that room! Lane hated his life
right now.
"Stop it! I didn't do anything! Why are you doing this to me?!" The
gang leader smiled but didn't answer. "Shut him up." The thugs cut
off some tape and placed it onto Lane's mouth. "mmfff! Mmmfff!" Lane
tried to scream but the tape was making it difficult. His clothes
lay in tattered shreds on the floor and he shivered. I can't believe
this is happening…
"You have a nice body boy…you almost had me fooled that you were a
woman. You wanna be fucked like a hoar? Huh? You'd like that
wouldn't you?" The gang leader whispered. Lane felt disgusted and
tried to turn his head away but the man held him in place by
grabbing hold of his hair. The gang leader got up and began
undressing so the thugs followed suit. The gang leader walked over
to a table and got some kind of whipping tool. Lane started to freak
out inside and tried to get out of his bonds. He knew it was
pointless but he thought that anything was better than just lying
there.
"Now…if you misbehave I'm gonna have to whip you with this…and we
wouldn't want that now would we? We don't want our pretty boy having
red welts on his body…" The gang leader laughed and put the whip
down onto the bed. He climbed onto the bed and stared at Lane's
naked body. He got hard immediately and leaned over to rip the tape
off of Lane's face. "Suck my cock boy! If you try to bite I'm gonna
have my boys beat you till you bleed!" Lane knew that he wasn't
lying and didn't want to risk suffering more than he was now. "Open
your mouth!" Lane did as he was told and opened his mouth as wide as
he could. He gagged when he tasted the other man's cock in his
mouth. "mmff" He wanted to spit out the leader's cock and throw up
but knew that he would get the beating of a life time. The gang
leader bent down towards Lane's ear and whispered, "You like that
don't you bitch? Suck it!" Lane tried to lick and suck the man's
cock as best as he could but felt sick to his stomach. This went on
for a few minutes and soon the other man exploded his seed into his
mouth. Lane was about to spit it out when the man told him to
swallow it. Lane froze…he couldn't possibly… "I said swallow it
boy…" The gang leader picked up his whip and slapped it across
Lane's chest. "Augh!" Lane whimpered from the sudden flash of pain
and swallowed all of the seed. He coughed and tried not to throw
up. "Good boy."
The gang leader moved down to sit between Lane's legs and spit into
his hands to lubricate his already hardening cock. "I'm gonna rip
you apart boy…you want me to don't you? You want to feel my cock
inside you…pounding hard and rough…" Lane tried to protest but cried
out when the whip left yet another red welt on his body. The gang
leader pushed Lane's legs further apart and positioned himself at
his opening. He placed the tip inside a little and Lane winced in
pain. He tried to move away but the man held his hips firmly in
place. The gang leader pushed forward and quickly rammed his cock
all the way in. Lane screamed from the burning pain that shot
through his body. The leader started rocking back and forth roughly
and grunted with each thrust. Lane closed his eyes and felt the
darkness coming but woke up when he received a powerful slap across
the face. The gang leader began to pound faster and harder and Lane
couldn't take the pain for much longer. He couldn't keep his brain
awake and every time he was about to pass out the man slapped him
hard. The gang leader exploded his load inside him and fell on top
of him. He panted from exhaustion and finally pulled out. The gang
leader got off of the bed and walked over to the table to light up a
cigarette.
"Go on boys…dig in!" He sat down and watched his men climb on to the
bed to fondle Lane's body. Lane was only half awake and whimpered
when someone bit his nipple lightly. He couldn't tell what was going
on anymore and was too weak to care. He screamed when he felt yet
another cock enter him without lube. He gasped as the man pounded
into him and slowly lost consciousness.
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Lane awoke an hour later and saw that a different thug was pounding
into him. His body ached and he felt numb with pain. He couldn't
believe that these men were still hard and wanting more. He moaned
as the thug released his load inside his already full entrance. The
thug pulled out and yet another thug pushed inside him. He tried to
protest once again but his voice had gotten hoarse from the
screaming. He passed out after a few minutes and hoped that it would
end.
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The gang left Lane tied to the bed so that they could use him again
the next day. The gang leader stared at Lane once more and smiled
before he left the room, locking it.
Bob Goodall walked out from the shadows as the men left and was able
to unlock the door with some lock picking tools that he happened to
carry. He opened the door and walked inside. He looked around and
found what he was looking for. Bob had seen the thugs beating up on
Lane but wanted to watch the events that would take place. He found
a perverse pleasure in watching this young man go through so much
pain but finally decided to get him out when the thugs finished. He
used his knife to cut Lane loose and used a wet wash cloth to clean
off his body. He wrapped a blanket around Lane's body and carried
him out of the room. Perhaps he could do something with this boy…
End June 9, 2006