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Savage Captivity	By : DrunkenSailor Category: DC Verse Cartoons - Teen Titans > Crossovers > Het Views: 16127 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Raven ran desperately down the long, seemingly endless corridor, casting frightened looks back over her shoulder. The darkness was gaining, wrapping around everything it touched. Somewhere in the distance she could hear the voices of the other Titans, sounding hollow as they called out to her for help. She shook her head, knowing she had to concentrate, to get away herself before she could do anything to help them.

There, just ahead, was the door. She didn't know why, but somehow in her heart she knew that if she could get through it she could save herself and all her friends. With an eldritch sound the darkness shot forward, coating the hallway and everything in it except for the teen witch, painting it all an obsidian black, identical to her own powers but outlined in a blood red. She skidded to a stop, looking up in horror as a figure rose from the inky blackness. She braced herself in expectation of Trigon, her father, but as the darkness formed it took the shape of someone altogether different The figure was broad shouldered, bright eyes gleaming cruelly at her. Though faceless it clearly had the signs of a mustache and goatee.

“No, little bird, you don't get to escape.” The deep voice echoed through the walls and through her mind, seeming to come from the depths of time itself. She flinched, which was all the towering figure needed. Tendrils of blackness shot out, wrapping around her wrists and ankles, lifting her into the air and pulling her limbs spreadeagled. The figure bent forward, it's head easily the size of her body, it's eyes narrowing with a look of sadistic threat.

“You're mine.”

Raven awoke from the horrid dream with a start, her eyes opening wide. She tried to sit up, to rub her temple, but discovered her situation was not unlike her dream. Her wrists and ankles were held down in what felt like steel cuffs, mildly cushioned on the inside, though that only served to let them be tighter around her skin. Like her nightmare she was bound spreadeagled, but this time to a tilted table that meant she was more leaning back then lying down. She could feel something around her neck as well, but it lay there like a collar, not bound to anything else.

Worst of all for the teen sorceress was the large rubber ball that filled her mouth. It spread her jaw achingly wide and pressed down her tongue. She tried to say her mantra, but it came out as garbled mumbles, unintelligible and powerless. She began shaking hr head, her tongue working to force the gag out, but it was useless. Leather straps wrapped around her head. Holding it in After a few moments she lay her head back against the table, panting.

She had to stay calm, she knew, and thankfully that was her specialty. She closed her eyes, repeating the mantra in her mind. Relaxed and ready she looked up, taking in the room, searching every detail for a way to escape.

She was trapped in some sort of super-science lab, that much was obvious. Opposite her was a desk and computer console, a sliding door beyond it. The wall seemed to be covered with the standard lab décor. Screens, levers, buttons and other sorts of hi-tech implements littered the place. Above her two large machines extended, knobby ends as big as her head pointing at her with bluish energy dancing around them. She found herself hoping they were for scanning, and not for torture.

The most humiliating discovery brought a blush to Raven's cheeks as she looked down at her own body. She was no longer wearing her uniform, but neither was she naked. Whoever had taken her had put her in one of the more humiliating outfits the young goth could think of. She wore only a lace white babydoll negligee. The top was low cut, revealing the full curves of her pert breasts above her suddenly shame-stiffened nipples. The folds of the lingerie swept over her toned form and pale skin, ending just at the swell of her hips, revealing the matching white lace panties that were her only other garment. Raven's eyes narrowed as her cheeks burned, and she swore to herself that she'd kill whoever dressed her like some doll.

Hours seemed to roll by as she hung there in her bondage, giving her far too much time to reflect on how she had come to be captured like this, There wasn't much to it, sadly. The Titans had responded to an attack on the city. Some unknown villain had placed bombs throughout city hall, holding it hostage. The team had split up, each Titan going for a different bomb. The seemingly typical robot minions had tried to stop her as she flew through the halls of the building. But one by one it seemed she lost communications with the other Titans. She wanted to turn back, to help her friends, but the timer was too short. And then as she had neared where the bomb was, a shadowy figure had stepped out of the door and smiled at her. It was the last thing she remembered before waking up here.

She could only guess that most of a day had passed as she lay there helpless. She felt herself drifting back off into sleep despite herself, when the door opposite her finally opened. Her head shot up, and she glared over her gag at the entrance. Light shown behind the man, casting him in a silhouette. The same form as her last memory. The same form as in her dream. He took a step forward and the light of the lab washed over him, illuminating the powerful frame and features that were at once regal and feral. He smiled as he stepped up to stand before her table, towering over her petite frame.

“Good morning, Raven.” he said, giving a bow that spoke of royalty, while his cruel, calculating eyes stayed on her own. “I am Vandal Savage.”

She tried to keep the fear from showing in her eyes. She knew who he was. An allegedly immortal villain. He had fought Superman, Green Lantern, even the entire Justice League. It was said that he was older then history. The man before her had reportedly been the actual Genghis Khan, Blackbeard, even Vlad Tepes. He had ruled over the Roman empire, and stood as adviser to Napoleon, Stalin, and Adolf Hitler. Raven sought her inner resolve and stared back, her brow furrowed in defiance, eyes blazing at the man.

“Oh of course. The gag.” he smiled, his tone civil even as he leered over her trapped body. She told herself to stay quiet. All she needed was for him to make this one mistake and set her free. “Let me get that for you.” He reached behind her and undid the straps, almost tenderly lifting the white ball from her mouth.

Instantly her face darkened, confidant. “Azaroth, Metrion... ZINTHOS!” she yelled, calling up her power break the bonds and free her from the table.

Nothing happened.

Her eyes flew wide, a new form of horror filling her heart as she looked around. “What have you done?” her voice couldn't keep out an involuntary creek of fear.

Savage smiled down at her, his hand reaching out to her neck, caressing the skin where it met the white leather that encircled her throat. “This collar.” he said simply, as he looked down on her, so close that Raven could feel the warmth from his body. She cringed, trying to pull her head away from his hand. “It's inscribed with words of power from your homeland of Azaroth. Quite difficult to create, but worth the effort, I think. It seals away your demon side. It keeps your magic from you.”

Raven felt her skin crawl as Savage stepped away from her. “What... what do you want from me?” She tried not to think about the negligee she wore as she asked.

“Ah, your primary purpose.” The man turned, that cold smile splitting his lips. “Your powers.” he answered. “I want your magic.”

The trapped heroine blinked. “How do you think you can do that?”

He grinned, his voice changing to something that sounded more like a talented college professor giving a lecture. “Through ritual, of course. One needs only to study the right paths of magic. Not all require an inborn gift. For instance, the ancients were quiet correct in their understanding that sex itself was power.” Raven flinched at those words. “Tantric arts in the east, fertility religions in the west. Egypt was a veritable adult playground in its heyday.” he glanced back at a map with a look of nostalgia. “I always did enjoy visiting. Too bad their so stodgy now.”

Vandal strode back to stand before his captive. “In one month there will be a perfect lunar eclipse. On that night, I will take you to a remote, forgotten temple deep in India's jungles.” Raven was trembling despite herself, her heart hammering in her chest. His dark eyes seemed to burrow into hers, trapping her, unable to look away, even as he reached his hand up to stroke her cheek possessively.

“I will bind you to the altar. I will enact the ritual.” he said, his tone a dark promise.“Then I will claim your virginity. And with it, your power.”

Raven felt her breath catch in her throat, her heart seeming to stop. Savage smiled at the beautiful look of shock and fear on her face. She turned her head then, pulling back from his touch. She had to think, had to have come up with a way out. Or...

“What have you done with the other Titans?” She looked back, eyes fierce, rage welling in her at the thought of this monster having them captive as well. Savage simply smiled back to her with a shrug.

“Nothing.”

The pale teen blinked. “Nothing?”

He laughed, reaching back to stroke her hair as he casually looked over her, her skin crawling as if she could feel his eyes exploring her body. “Not a thing. Oh, I incapacitated them so that I could capture you. But they've quite recovered by now. I'm sure their looking for you at this very moment.”

A shot of hope ran through the goth heroine's heart. “Then they'll find me.” she said, her voice certain, even dismissive. “They'll find me and they'll end you.”

Savage laughed, his eyes piercing hers. “I hope so. It wouldn't be much of a challenge if they didn't try.”

Raven blinked, looking up in confusion at the man. He just chuckled, patting her cheek. “I've lived for tens of thousands of years, child. Do you know how hard it can be to keep things interesting? Yes, I will take your power if all goes well. But am I foolish enough to think victory is certain? Of course not. I've been thwarted before. It's the challenge that makes life worth living.” his smile grew, cold and cruel as his finger traced down her body, hooking into the top of her nightie between her breasts, pulling it out slightly to give him a better view of her cleavage. “That, and other things.”

A blush colored Raven's cheeks as she felt him looking down on her. “Y-you can't!” she flinched at the grin he gave her. “You said you needed...”

“Your virginity.” he finished for her. As he said it her pulled the right cup of the nightie down, freeing her breast, his hand capturing the lovely full orb in his grip. She gasped at the feel of his strong, rough hand on her smooth skin, gritting her teeth as his thumb circled her nipple, blushing deeper as she felt it stiff under his touch. “That I do, little songbird. But that's only one little thing. And during our time together, I intend to enjoy you in every other way imaginable.”

Raven couldn't tear her eyes away from his. She felt trapped, helpless beyond even the cuffs holding her in place. Yet something in her actually felt a surge of shameful pride. All her life she'd wanted to be accepted, to be wanted. Now this man, a man who had conquered the world, who had lived since the dawn of time, wanted her. She shook her head, clenching her teeth as he squeezed her breast, pinching her nipple. He was an evil, horrible man. He'd killed countless people, tortured and raped so many others. And he had promised to rape her.

With a cruel slap he released her breast, stepping back from her. She forced herself to look up, her cheeks red, nervous sweat glistening on her pale skin. “What...” she gasped for a breath, “What are you going to do to me?”

The man answered with a quiet chuckle. “Over the millennia I've sought many different routes to pleasure, refining my own tastes.” he turned something on the desk, and Raven felt the table, start slipping back, bringing her to a horizontal position, looking at the ceiling. “I've found that, perhaps unsurprisingly, I'm a rather evil man.” he smiled at her, picking up a remote and pointing it towards her.

Pain seared through her body, sudden and agonizing as electrical arcs danced around her. She twisted on the table, her long limbs tugging uselessly at the cuffs that held in place. Her eyes were open wide in shock, and she clenched her teeth tightly together, struggling not to cry out. And then, just as quickly as it began, it ended. Raven gasped for air, her chest rising and falling as she tried to recover from the pain.

“I enjoy making pretty girls suffer.” Savage said conversationally as he smiled down at her, standing behind her head. Raven turned away, but his hand shot out and grabbed her purple hair, forcing her to look up at him. “I'm going to torture you, Raven. I'm going to humiliate and degrade you for my amusement. And I'm going to use your lovely body.” As he grinned the part of the table under her head pulled away, letting Raven's head drop back so she was looking at him upside down. She let out a gasp as she realized she was looking directly across at his crotch. She shivered as he reached down, undoing the fly of his slacks. “For instance, at this moment I'm going to avail myself of that sassy mouth of yours. And since I don't expect you to wish to cooperate...”

He flicked the remote switch again, and this time Raven screamed in shock and pain as the torturous energy flowed through her. As her mouth came open he grabbed her head, shoving something in. She felt it expand, tasting of steel, some sort of invention of his. It gripped onto her back teeth, going flat against her molars on either side, and swelled, forcing her jaw wide again, but this time with her mouth fully open.

The agony stopped, leaving the captive heroine gasping again. She opened her eyes, and immediately wished she hadn't. In front of her she saw the massive form of Savage's rigid shaft, the fist she had ever seen in person. Raven closed her eyes, trying to turn her head away. She could smell the scent of him, feel the heat of him so close to her.

Rough hands grabbed her chin, holding her head down and forcing her face forward. Raven whimpered as he brought his hips forward, and then she felt him enter her lips. She tried to struggle, to fight, but there was nothing she could do as he slid into her mouth, his taste filling her, the burning hot cock pressing against her tongue, forcing it against him. She mewled uselessly around his shaft, feeling tears forming in her eyes.

“Perfect.” he said, obviously relishing the feel of his captive. Her pressed against the opening of her throat, drawing muffled protests from the unwilling girl. “And just think, little bird...” he mused as he thrust back into her throat. Raven felt herself start to gag as her air was cut off, her throat constricting tightly around him as her body panicked. She had only a moment to take this in before he clicked the remote switch, letting the searing agony pour back through her helpless body, her back arching off the table.

Vandal Savage smiled as he pushed himself further into his new pet, reaching one hand down to play with her exposed breast. “we have a whole month ahead to explore the possibilities.”
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