SladinForever's Sladin Collection | By : SladinForever Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Slash - Male/Male > Robin/Slade Views: 4784 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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There just seemed to be too many expectations in this line of business, though Robin could hardly call being a criminal a line of business. It didn't pay to be a criminal. But soon, Robin would find out that his view on this would soon change…
Robin stepped forward into the darkness, thermal blaster in hand. A single spotlight shined down on him. He knew his master was there, waiting for his return from his first assignment.
"Excellent, Robin," Slade's voice said from the darkness. "I'm pleased. You're already proving to be the perfect apprentice." Robin glared lightly, trying to locate the deranged villain. "This deal can't last forever." "It can. And it will." A row of white monitors came to life behind Robin. He quickly turned around to see them produce static momentarily before showing a still image of the fake Chronoton Detonator that had gotten Robin into this apprentice deal in the first place. "The Titans still have no idea that my Chronoton Detonator was more than a decoy. Now that my probes are inside their bodies, they could remain undetected for years; decades." The monitors replayed what had happened the night the Titans Leader agreed to Slade's deal. They soon turned white once more. "Unless, of course," Slade stepped out of the darkness to face Robin, "you disobey me, and I decide to destroy your former friends with a push of the button." Slade had mentioned button in his hand, his thumb gently resting on the top, threatening to push it if Robin did anything wrong. The boy growled lowly at him. "Sooner or later, you'll let your guard down," he said determinedly. "I will get that controller, and the instant they're out of danger, you will pay." Without hesitation, Slade stepped towards him. "That sounds like a threat, young man." He grabbed the thermal blaster forcefully from him. Robin gritted his teeth, but said nothing as Slade walked past him. "Quite a good threat, actually. Betrayal; destruction; revenge. We really do think alike." Robin snarled quietly, but it quickly intensified as anger took control of his mind. Spinning around, he threw himself at Slade, trying to take the controller from his hand. He almost had it, but Slade grabbed his left wrist and instantly yanked his arm behind his back. He gripped Robin's shoulder with his right hand, pulling the arm almost completely straight out behind him. Robin fell to his knees, gasping in pain as his arm threatened to break. Slade roamed his body with his eye, enjoying the submissive position. "I monitored your vital signs during the mission. Elevated heart rate, adrenaline, endorphins." Robin was panting now as the pain lingered. His head moved up and down slightly as he breathed. "You won't admit it, but at some level, you enjoyed stealing for me. It was a thrill, wasn't it?" Robin didn't reply. He hated being lectured by this man. "I have high expectations that I want seen from you, Robin." The teen wished Slade would let go now. He gasped in pain when he pushed his arm forward, making him lean over. He placed his hand to the floor, his elbow bending to the side. "Do you want to know what they are?" Robin had his eyes clenched shut. They suddenly shot open. "H-Hey! What are you doing?!" Releasing Robin's shoulder, Slade unbuckled the front of his belt and then tossed it aside. "I expect my apprentice to obey me, Robin." Slade bent his arm against his back as he was now on his knees directly behind him. "I expect your respect, your obedience," Slade undid his belt and allowed it to fall behind him, "your mind, and your heart, but most importantly—" Robin yelped in surprise when he grabbed the back of his pants and yanked them down to expose his ass underneath. Slade leaned his body against his back, pinning his arm in place with his stomach. "—I expect your body to writhe and quiver as I give you your expectation." Sticking his hand within his pants, Slade pulled out his member, which was already coated with pre-cum. Robin shut his eyes tight and whimpered quietly as he felt him spread his ass cheeks apart with one hand. He suddenly cried out in pain when Slade thrust ruthlessly halfway into his virgin hole. With two more hard thrusts, he was all the way to the hilt, causing Robin to sob in pain, humiliation, and fear. He knew Slade was crazy, but this? The little voice inside his head screamed at him. 'He's going to rape you! Stop him!" Growling, Robin swung his other arm backwards to try and hit Slade, but the villain grabbed his wrist and forced it behind his back. Robin fell forward, hitting his chin harshly on the concrete floor. He felt like his brain had shifted from the impact. "Now that you can't move…" Tears of shame formed behind Robin's mask. Slade bucked his hips back and forth in a hard, steady pace, pleasuring himself. Robin was panting heavily, pain plus a little something else filling his rectum. He never expected this to happen, at least not to him. He was a fucking hero for Christ sakes! Robin was supposed to stop rapes, not allow them to happen. "A-Ah god…ah, hah, hah, ah…" 'I-Is that me?' Robin let out a loud moan, causing Slade to chuckle darkly. "Yes, Robin, you're fulfilling my expectations," he said, his breathing labored from the heat inside his mask. "I also expect you to scream my name." Pain mixed with pleasure filled Robin as Slade continued fucking him. He couldn't help it anymore. The logical voice inside his head had been taken over by hormones. "Oh S-Slade…yes-s-s, I-I…I w-want more…!" "G-Good boy," Slade cooed. "Now say wh-what I w-want so badly to hear." With two more hard thrusts, Slade spilled his entire seed into Robin, making him cry out, "AH SLADE!" A long, satisfied sigh escaped Slade as the remains of his semen filled Robin up. He ran his right hand through the back of his hair while the other held both wrists. Robin was panting heavily, his eyes lightly closed. He felt so humiliated and ashamed of his body for allowing those words to escape his mouth. Slade slowly, somewhat teasingly, pulled out, cum and blood coated on his limp cock. Robin growled in pain. "Good apprentice," Slade said. "You enjoyed it, didn't you?" Slade added a little more pressure on Robin's arms, making him groan. "Y-Yes, Slade…I-I did." Satisfied with Robin's answer, Slade finally released his arms, making him fall flat on his stomach. He readjusted himself and then stood up, placing his arms behind his back. "Good boy, apprentice," he said, walking past him. "I expect you to have the same reaction later on. You're dismissed." Slade blended in with the shadows. Once he knew the man was gone, Robin let out a sob, cursing himself for allowing that to have happened. And Slade expected him to go through it again? 'Just you wait. You'll get back at him for what he did,' his inner voice said, now that it was back. Letting the tears fall from underneath his mask, Robin pushed his body back, sitting up on his hands and knees. Gripping his pants, he carefully pulled them back up, pulsing pain coursing through his rectum like wildfire. Robin stumbled to his feet, placing a hand to the base of his back. 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