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Savage Captivity	By : DrunkenSailor Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Crossovers > Het Views: 16129 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Raven struggled to pull herself to her feet, her lithe body trembling as she leaned against the wall for support. She fought for balance on the cold steel floor, the high heels buckled to her feet slipping, spreading her legs as he knees almost buckled before she managed to right herself. She swayed a bit as she stood, her arms struggling behind her, uselessly trapped in a leather armbinder that cinched them tightly, her elbows drawn nearly together. It made it nearly impossible to balance herself, but then so did her near exhaustion.
Stepping over the unconscious form of one of Savage’s men, the most recent to try and assault her, Raven took measured steps to the door. She took deep, tired breaths as she willed herself on, biting down on the ballgag that filled her mouth. Despite the low light, Raven could make out her reflection in the steel wall. She paused a moment looking at herself. Her purple hair was disheveled, and she looked as tired as she felt. Much of her pale skin showed, for Savage had her dressed today in scant black lace lingerie, a bra, panties, garter belt, and long seer stockings that led to the high heels. And of course she still wore the ever-present black collar, it’s arcane etchings sealing away her power. One strap of her bra had been pulled down her shoulder by the last man as he molested her.
It had been one of the simpler trials she’d faced, but after so much, she wasn’t even sure how she beat him. She could only thank Robin’s martial arts training, which allowed her to react as the man had pawed her, delivering a swift kick first between his legs, and then to his face. HE should have been a simple challenge, but after all the other obstacles… darkened electrified rooms, water jets and narrow ledges, whipping machines…
“Don’t stop now, little bird,” Raven’s eyes opened wide, and she made a small fearful sound into her gag as Savage’s voice came from hidden speakers. “or do, if you feel it’s too much for you. After all, it’s a simple price.”
Drawing herself up as proudly as she could, the Teen Titan shot a scowl at where she hoped the sadist’s camera might be. Then stepping to the door, she turned, pressing the large button beside it with her bound hands. The door opened, and Raven stepped into the next part of Vandal Savage’s maze of tortures, hoping desperately that the next room might be the last.
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“I do believe she will make it through.” Savage grinned as he watched the monitor that displayed his young captive, admiring the view of Raven’s backside as she trembled before the wide hall’s test. Stairs led down into water, waist deep for the girl, though she couldn’t tell. He watched as Raven closed her eyes, collecting herself, and then slowly started wading in.
“So many little trials and ordeals, but they do add up. How many has she gone through today? More than twenty I think. And none of it for herself. No, she’s pushing herself to the limit, going through all this, just to protect someone else. But then, I suppose you wouldn’t understand that kind of heroism, would you.”
Savage smiled as he leaned back, looking under his desk into the hate filled eyes of his other captive. Jinx glared daggers up at the man, even as she bobbed her head, sliding her lips along his ridged shaft, expertly twisting her tongue along his length as she tried to please him. Like Raven she was dressed only in lingerie, bondage, and her magic nullifying collar. In her case the clothing she was allowed was a light satin babydoll negligee, purple and black in color, a style that emphasized her youth and lean body. Her hair was down out of the horns she normally styled it in, the pink tresses spilling down her back, over her arms. Leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles kept her trapped, hogtied into a kneeling position as she worked to pleasure her captor.
“No,” Savage smiled as he ran a hand over his slave’s head, fingers sliding through her pink hair. “Fear of torture and the hope of mercy is all it takes to keep you in line, my little toy.”
A blush of shame colored Jinx’s cheeks, and her pink eyes glared at him even harder, but as if to prove his point she did not stop in her attentions, striving to give the villain the best blowjob he had received in all his millennia, desperately hoping that doing so might earn some kindness.
While only a small smirk touched his face, Savage couldn’t deny how good of a job the poor girl was doing. Still, mentally tormenting her was at least as much of a thrill.
“You’re a selfish girl. But Raven, daughter of a demon lord, subjects herself to far worse, all to save someone… and she doesn’t even know who.” He chuckled, looking back to the screen.
Raven was struggling through the waist deep water, her passage already difficult in her bonds and heels, the dim light making it no better. Her shivering form and the stiff nubs pressing against her bra showed her reaction to the cold of the water, but she was pressing on with determination. She seemed to be on her way to crossing the forty yard distance, before the water started moving. It pulled back like the tide, in and then out, the current tugging at her legs, making her stumble in the water. He could see her eyes widening in realization as it continued, and the sorceress tried to press on, struggling to try and use her bound arms for balance, panic showing in her eyes as the first wave hit her, nearly knocking her over.
“I had a simple challenge for her. If she makes it through to the end of the maze… and she only has one room past this left, that she will have a day of pampered kindness, before a night of torture and sexual servitude. If she stops and gives up, then she will be left alone from service or torment for a week.”
Savage grinned, looking back down to his current plaything. “You’ve stopped a moment.” He said, causing Jinx to gap fearfully, continuing in her task. “Confused? You see, if she stops, which she can at anytime, then I will find someone to take over her duties for that time.” He grinned at her reaction. “Oh no, not you. You will have no respite in any case, my dear. I told her I will find one of her friends, and bring her here, in slavery along with her.” He sat back with a smile, looking back to the monitor. “Raven fights to keep me from doing that.”
The speakers carried the sound of Raven’s wail as a wave carried her under, the current pulling her feet out from beneath her at the same time. Savage turned to watch in sadistic curiosity. “I haven’t even decided who yet. Starfire? That Bumblebee girl? Maybe another friend, outside the Titans, like batgirl or that new Wonder Girl, or… oh, what is her name, the archer girl?” he laughed, giving the screen his full attention, even as he grasped Jinx’s hair firmly, pulling her cruelly down onto him, burying his shaft deep in her throat, causing her to cry out.
“Whether she makes it or not, I think it may be time to add another new girl to our collection, wouldn’t you agree?”
Jinx couldn’t answer. She could only redouble her efforts to pleasure the man in hopes he would allow her to breathe.
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Raven couldn’t breathe. She couldn’t tell which end was up as the water spun her. She tried not to sob, struggling with all her strained will to regain her focus. He shoulder touched the floor and she fixed her mind on that, swinging her aching body as best she could, finally getting her knees under her, onto the floor. She pushed her head up, gasping deeply as she broke the water.
She only had a brief moment before the next wave hit her, but she was able to brace herself, her knee spread to keep from being knocked down again. As it slid over her she forced herself to stand quickly. She staggered to her feet, her hair plastered to her head and neck, and then stopped, freezing with eyes as she looked up and down the hallway.
She didn’t know which way she’d come from, and which way was out.
Raven felt her heart plummet at the realization, and new tears threatened to overwhelm her in despair. It was so unfair! She had tried so hard, endured so much… and now a simple wave could make it all for nothing. She bit down hard on the gag, screaming in outrage.
Then she stopped herself, trying to think, to focus, to meditate. Another wave hit her, but she stood her ground. She took deep breaths, and then turned to one end of the hall, hoping desperately that her intuition was correct.
She fought against the tides of the pool, pushing her shoulder into the waves as they came, falling to her knees, then pushing forward, her head barely above the water. When she made it to the stairs she could barely stand. She pulled herself up the steps, crawling out, using her shoulders to drag herself up and out of the water. She lay there for long moments, taking deep, steady breaths, looking out over the wave pool, then down to the steps that looked agonizingly familiar.
Shivering, she forced herself to climb to her feet, something she would never have though she could do in high heels without the use of her hands, but desperate times had brought out desperate grace. She took staggering, exhausted steps to the door, hoping beyond hope that she had guessed right, turned, and hit the button with her hands, trapped in the leather of the armbinder.
The door opened, and Raven looked up, feeling hope for the first time that day. The hallway was new, maybe twenty feet long, flanked by sets of twin braziers burning with violet fire. At the end was an open door, filled with the silhouette of Vandal Savage.
The irony that her captor and torturer would seem like a beacon of hope was lost to the exhausted girl, and she stepped towards him as quickly as she could, half falling, water dripping off her lovely form.
Then she stepped between the first set of braziers and her world exploded in pain.
It started from her collar, sweeping through her neck like all her nerves were being shocked. Her eyes went wide, and she looked to the man at the end of the hall pleadingly as she collapsed to her knees.
“Just a few more steps, little bird. Just a few more steps, and you will be victorious.” He said it with a smile, a tinge of irony in his voice to mix with the masterful encouragement.
Raven felt sobs run through her as she kneeled there in the hall, tears bursting from her eyes to mix with the water on her face. It was so horribly unfair. But she couldn’t stop… if she did, he would win. She knew it in her heart. She needed at least this victory against the man who had taken over her life. Who had enslaved her. Who had…
She shook her head, reaching for the last vestiges of willpower, and rose to her feet. She looked ahead. There were two more sets of braziers. If she could just make it by them, then she would have this victory. She took a step forward…
The pain was even worse. It shot through her entire body, making her scream in agony, she fell forward, collapsing on the floor, blessedly past the second set of fires. She lay there on her side, eyes wide, panting, even the after images of the pain making her want to scream.
“Come now, little bird. You can do this. I’ve seen your heart. I’ve seen your strength. You can make this one last step.”
Raven closed her eyes tight, sobbing, shaking her head, trying to plead through the gag. She couldn’t! She had been through so much. And he would only hurt her again. She whimpered, just wanting to lie there, to give up and sleep, to drift into unconsciousness away from the pain and the humiliation. She whimpered, crying to herself.
“You can do this, little Raven. You have to. Someone needs you to. They need you to protect them from your fate.”
She closed her eyes tighter as the words burned into her. He was right. He was right, and she both hated and thanked him for it. Someone needed her. She had to make amends. She couldn’t let others pay for her weakness, for her sins.
Slowly Raven stood. Her eyes opened, cold and determined as she looked ahead, glaring at the last set of braziers. She took a breath, steadying, repeating her mantra in her mind. And then she stepped forward between them.
It was agony. Pure, unadulterated pain like she never believed possible. It was only a moment, but it seemed to be an eternity as she fell through. The next thing she was aware of, she was lying on the floor just outside Vandal Savage’s maze, curled up on herself, shivering and crying like a newborn. She felt a strong hand brush back her hair, masculine soothing sounds coming from him as he pulled her up and to him.
“There you are, my lovely little Raven.” Savage said, tilting her chin to look up, and Raven. She looked up with wide, pleading, desperate eyes, mewling weakly into her gag, begging that the torment was over.
“You made it through, my dear. Against all hope, against all odds.” Savage smiled, stroking her hair comfortingly with one hand, and attaching the lead of her leather leash to her collar with the other. “And that is why you are truly a hero.”
He guided Raven to her feet, helping her stand, before turning to lead her away. “Now come along, little one. You have a pleasant day ahead for you.” And Savage grinned, thinking of the night he had planned for her afterwards.
Raven followed, looking up to the man who held her leash as he led her along, her eyes wide as saucers. She realized that, as her captor pulled her along, away from her trials, she felt something that scared her more than anything else.
Gratitude.
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