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Flash Tormented	By : Cornacopia Category: DC Verse Cartoons > Justice League Views: 6193 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 6
Day 5:
            After a while, Flash finally fell into a restless sleep with broken dreams of his friends, only to be roused what felt like seconds later when the door to his room opened and someone came in. He rolled over painfully and pressed his back against the wall as Lex Luthor sat down in one of the chairs across the room, setting a tray piled high with food in the place across from where he sat. Dr. Polaris and The Key had entered behind Lex, and now stood by the door. Luthor looked at Flash expectantly.
            “Come on Flash, I know you’re starving. There’s no way that you couldn’t be with your metabolism, drug not withstanding.”
            He wanted to argue, he really did, but he liked the idea of lying in a bed when Luthor was nearby even less appealing then sitting with him and he was really, really hungry. So, grudgingly he pulled himself of the bed and limped weakly to the table. Luthor looked quite amused, watching the hero struggle, and even more so when the redhead gave a weary look at him and a big wince as he sat down. Flash’s hesitation lasted only a moment before he started wolfing down the food as fast as he could, which, he noticed, wasn’t as fast as he was normally.
            His confusion must have shown through his mask because Luthor chuckled and said, “The drug’s effects last for a decent amount of time, even for you. I made sure of that.”
            “You can’t honestly think that I alone can defeat Superman,” Flash said weakly, once every crumb had disappeared into his mouth and he’d gulped down one of the two water bottles. His voice was still rough and broken from all the screaming, but the water had helped. He avoided Luthor’s eyes as he spoke, and the older man could practically feel the humiliation rolling off the speedster.
            “You are proven to be a weakness of theirs. I am convinced that if you fought the League, they would be hesitant, and therefore easier to beat. They wouldn’t want to hurt one of their friends.”
F          lash looked down at his hands. “There is no way you can force me to hurt them.”
            “There is always a way. And I’ve already used you to hurt them. In some ways what I’ve done to you is considered worse than murder. The Justice Lords went rogue after simply loosing you. My intention is to completely break you, bend you to my will.” Luthor paused and regarded the speedster who was still stubbornly looking at his hands. “You can choose at any time to join with me, and this can all stop. There are only so many times I can make an offer before I take it off the table. You have no idea what’s in store for you if you keep fighting me.”
            Flash turned his head away from Luthor defiantly. But that was as defiant as he could manage, and he remained silent.
            “Very well. I see that you are at least loyal to what you believe in. Foolish, but loyal. You will regret this decision.” Flash flinched as Luthor flicked his hand at the two villains behind him and before he could register what was happening, he was pinned to floor by Polaris, and the Key was pulling off his mask and stuffing it into his mouth.
            “Mmrrrmpphhh!!” Wally struggled, meeting eyes with Luthor briefly, pleadingly. Luthor merely smiled coldly at him before Wally looked at the other two and then away at the wall, resigning.
            “Let’s see how far the Flash bends before he breaks.” Luthor said looking down at Flash and smiling. “When they’re done with you, you’ll realize how easy you had it earlier.”
            “Red huh? Let’s see if red is your natural color.” Polaris sneered. The criminal pulled off the plain white boxers Tala had provided as Wally struggled weakly. Polaris laughed running his fingers through the short curly red hair that grew at the base of his cock. “I guess it is.”
            The Key had tied his hands behind his back with something and proceeded to run his hands along the captive’s body. Wally whimpered as Polaris pulled out his own aroused cock and lifted his hips. Wally looked up in time to see Luthor leave the room, smirking smugly.
            “Who’da thought you were so pretty underneath that mask,” The Key said huskily as Polaris pressed his cockhead into Wally without preparation. Wally continued to struggle weakly as he was split in half all over again by Polaris. He let out a choked sob. The sound didn’t even sound human to him. Tear spilled over his eyes in his humiliation and despair. This couldn’t be happening. It couldn’t be happening again. Wasn’t once enough?
            But it was happening. Polaris wasn’t as big a Luthor, but at this point it didn’t even matter. Pain didn’t discriminate, and this hurt a lot worse than it had with Luthor. He was being split in half, ravaged. The villain pounded into Wally, ruthlessly ignoring the choked sobs coming from his victim. His mask was pulled out of his mouth and thrown somewhere out of sight.
            “Please.” Wally sobbed, desperately through the agony in his body. Everything hurt. The Key cut off Wally’s begging by sticking his fingers into the youth’s mouth and pushing them far enough back that he gagged. He pulled them back and moved so that Wally’s face was level with his cock. The Key grabbed his hair and pushed his face against his arousal as Polaris continued to thrust roughly into the hero.
            “Suck,” he ordered. “And if you even try to bite, we’ll return you the favor.” Wally tried weakly to resist before the Key forced his mouth open and shoved his stinking cock into his mouth. The head hit the back of Wally’s throat and he gagged and sputtered. The Key moaned, “Suck, bitch.” He ordered thrusting in and out of the red head’s mouth. Wally couldn’t even think of fighting as pain racked through him. He did his best to obey as Polaris began to thrust even harder and faster.
            Whatever was holding back his wrists was biting into burned and cut flesh and he could feel blood dripping down his palms. Polaris started pumping into him erratically and as he did so the metal bindings grew tighter. Wally closed his eyes tight as he gagged around the Key’s slimy cock. Maybe the metal would cut that vein in his wrists and he would bleed out before anyone noticed. He barely registered that he was fantasizing about death when Polaris let out a roar and shot hot sticky seed into the fallen hero’s ass. Wally gasped at the burning sensation, causing him to choke around the Key’s cock as it was forced so far down his throat that his nose was pressed hard against the mans stinking pubed skin. He let out desperate garbled gagging sounds as he choked on the other mans dick. The contractions of his throat pushed the Key over the edge and he shot a load straight down Wally’s throat, forcing the speedster to swallow the salty globs or choke. The Key pulled out of his mouth, releasing the hero’s head and letting him fall carelessly to the metal floor. The two men laughed at his helplessness.
            “The freckles are awfully cute, with those tears and beautiful green eyes he almost looks like a girl.” The Key chuckled, slapping Flash hard on the ass. The hero whimpered and involuntarily arched his aching body. This was too much. He felt like death. He couldn’t even muster enough energy to spit the lingering taste of cum out of his mouth.
            “Mmmm, don’t ruin it for me,” Polaris moved from behind Wally and the metal bindings loosened and fell from his wrists to split and wrap around each of his ankles. They were tinted with red. “I much prefer the emasculation of such a proud young man. How old are you anyway?” he kicked Wally so that he rolled over onto his back weakly.          Flash looked away from the villains and didn’t answer.
            “Not old enough to be as cocky as he is,” The Key remarked with a chuckle, and moved to take Polaris’s place at Wally’s entrance. The youngest member of the original League felt the metal on his ankles pulling his limp legs apart, giving the Key full and easy access. Weakly, Flash attempted to cover himself with his now free hands, but there wasn’t much he could do in his weakened state as the villain pushed his re-stiffening member into his abused hole.
            Polaris muttered something about not being as young as he used to be, but eventually rejoined, straddling Wally’s shoulders and rubbing his filthy cock against the youth’s closed lips. “Aww, what’s wrong Flashy, don’t you want to taste yourself?” Another piece of metal flew over to Polaris and formed an “O”. The villain pinched and twisted a nipple until Wally let out a yell. He took advantage of the opening and used his powers to send the metal ring into the hero’s mouth, holding it open with force. Then, he effectively sat on Wally’s face, humping it, forcing his cock down the hero’s throat as the Key pumped his thickness into his ass while yanking roughly on the hero’s own betrayingly hard member. Vaguely, Wally realized Luthor must have drugged the food he’d eaten because his limbs were getting heavier and the pain was now accompanied with small twinges of pleasure. He moaned involuntarily as the Key’s cock hit that spot inside of him.
            They each had two rounds with him so that, by the end of it, both were spent and Wally was a limp, whimpering mess. His chest and thighs splattered with cum and a small puddle of it and blood were leaking out of his abused hole. He was trembling and sobbing weakly. The criminals looked down at him contemptuously.
            “Look at the hotshot superhero now,” Polaris mocked, nudging Wally with his toe. “Pathetic.” The two probably would have done worse to him, had an alarm not suddenly gone off throughout the ship. An announcement followed.
            A feminine computer voice rang through the room. “Everyone, please prepare yourself for an inter-dimensional jump in 5 minutes. Repeat, please go to your designated stations.” Dr. Polaris and The Key turned and ran out the door, leaving Wally crumpled and broken on the floor. He looked weakly at the open door in front of him, struggled for a moment to pull himself to his knees intending to take the opportunity to escape. All he managed to do was take a rattling breath and hurl all the food and cum he’d swallowed earlier all over the floor, and lay back down on his side next to the pool of his own vomit.
            A few minutes later, the entire ship lurched and rattled, and then all was still. Flash didn’t notice, however, because he’d already passed out.
******
            “DAMN!” Batman and Shayera shouted at the same time. They had opened the boom tube and four javelins full of heroes had passed through—just in time to watch the Legion of Doom’s ship disappear through another.
            “Calm down!” Green Arrow said consolingly, putting a hand on Batman’s shoulder. Green Lantern was skillfully calming Shayera down. “We know now what their in and who they are, J’onn said it’ll be quicker to find them this time. We’ll get Flash back.”
            “After they’ve done gods know what to him.” Diana said quietly from a corner of the room. She and Superman had arrived right before the attempted rescue mission failed.
            “Not. Helping.” Vixen said as Batman, Shayera, and Green Lantern all tensed. Batman clenched his fists and stormed out of the room. J’onn and the other two were somewhere with Superman discussing how best to handle the next rescue. He headed for an empty room and closed the door behind him. It was only after he sank into a chair that he realized he was in the same room where he’d had that strange conversation with J’onn. He didn’t know why he was being so irrational, he hadn’t been this worried even when Robin had gone missing, years ago. And Dick was like a son to him. Had he come to feel the same way about Flash?
            There was something that drew the Dark Knight to the hyperactive speedster, the way he could always see the good in a situation, or come up with some joke on the spot; The way he acted immature, but always knew when to be there for his friends. What Bruce admired most about Wally was that he hadn’t lost the ability to trust people. Even after all he’d been through, all he’d seen. Flash continued to trust people, for better or for worst. It was like he had to believe there was good in everything, but he never forgot that evil was there too. He loved Flash, in his own way, and he would do anything to get him back.
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