Chapter 1: Black Mask
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The lightbulb hanging from the ceiling flickered, washing the room in a dull yellow. Dazed, dilated eyes stared at the buzzing fixture, blinking slowly. Jason groaned and shifted uncomfortably where he was hogtied on the floor. In moments like this, where he was left alone, his awareness would occasionally push to the surface.
He vaguely wondered how long he had been locked up here. It had definitely been several days, maybe over a week since he had been brought here from the warehouse where he had been captured. Each time he passed out and woke up, he was restrained in a new position, toys or cocks shoved into him and driving him crazy with pleasure. One thing that never changed was the camera, always pointed straight at him. The little red light was always blinking to indicate it was recording.
The scientist, whose name was still unknown to him, had occasionally conducted some kind of medical check on Jason, running scans and taking blood, then administering a dose of that shimmering purple drug before disappearing through the thick metal door once again. He had been given small amounts of food and water, and occasionally a couple of thugs had dragged him to the corner of the room and dropped him on top of a drain built into the floor, spraying him down with cold water to wash away the dried cum and even going so far as to spray the water inside his hole to clean it out.
This had been one of those occasions and Jason was left shivering on the floor, mouth gagged and ass stuffed with a thick, long plug.
“To keep ya all stretched out. You’re gonna need it Red” one of the men had told him, laughing as he twisted the plug inside Jason and watched him twitch and moan pathetically through the bright red ball gag.
Even when he was somewhat lucid, every little touch threatened to drive him back over the edge as his body couldn’t help but react. Jason doubted that the drug had left his system entirely yet, each dose administered at the perfect time to keep fucking with the part of his brain that interpreted pleasure.
Just as he was contemplating trying to get out of his tight bindings, he heard the familiar sound of the locks clicking and hinges squealing. His eyes snapped towards the door to see the scientist approaching, flanked by two armed guards as he usually was.
“Good! You’re awake! Seems we have a special guest coming to visit today! Word’s gotten out about the identity of my little test subject and wouldn’t you know, people in this city are willing to pay a lot to make you suffer.” The man giggled to himself, surely thinking of all the research materials he could buy or thugs he could hire while Jason tried his best to glare menacingly. The scientist continued, ignoring the pathetic glare sent his way.
“However, they do want you a bit more lucid than you have been lately. This will be a great time to test and see just how strong the permanent changes are! Your brain has started to rewire itself in such a short time, it’s truly impressive!” Then he was stabbing a needle into Jason’s arm, drawing a vial of blood before heading to the door.
“I do hope you enjoy yourself, Hood! Give our guest a good time!” The sound of laughter was cut off by the slam of the heavy door and Jason was left confused. Special guest? Someone was paying to come take advantage of him? It made sense, Jason had made a lot of enemies during his big return to Gotham. And it did make sense that at least a few of the dozens of men who had fucked him and recorded it wouldn’t be able to resist bragging.
Did Bruce know what was happening to him?
The thought had Jason pausing, embarrassment flooding him at the idea of Bruce hearing some lowlife, nobody thugs bragging about using Jason in such a violating way, or even seeing one of the half dozen cell phone videos that were definitely in circulation by this point… His thoughts were cut short by the sound of the door opening again, this time slamming back against the wall with the force it was thrown open with. The lone lightbulb swayed, causing the shadows in the room to stretch and contract with the movement of the light.
Jason didn’t even have to look at the man’s face to know who it was. Not many people who hated Jason ran around Gotham in freshly waxed shoes and a white suit. He looked up anyway, jaw clenching around the gag. Roman Sionis, Black Mask, stared right back at him for a moment, those cold dead eyes meeting defiant, if glassy and unfocused, aquamarine before the man burst into laughter.
“Well I’ll be damned, Hoodie! How did you end up in this little situation? I thought the guy was off his rocker when he said he had you locked up in some dark, dingy little corner of hell.” Sionis crouched down in front of Jason, pulling a gun out of his waistband and using it to push up Jason’s chin as he leaned in, breath ghosting over Jason’s cheeks.
“What a shame you’ve hid this pretty face behind that ugly fucking mask for so long.”
Jason let out a muffled “Fuck you-“ which was only met with laughter as Sionis stood, letting Jason’s head fall back down against the floor.
“Well, if you insist, pretty boy.” Then he was cutting the rope that connected Jason’s arms to his ankles and hauling him up, slamming Jason down over the table. He was helpless to resist, weak from the meager amount of food he had been given, not to mention his hands were still tied behind his back and his ankles were still bound together.
Even the gloved hands grabbing at his tied arms to haul him up had Jason’s skin tingling and he bit back a moan as his oversensitive nipples pressed against the cold metal table. Sionis seemed to be taking his time looking Jason over, one hand pressing between his shoulder blades to hold him down and the other exploring Jason’s body. Gloved fingers dug into the soft meat of his ass, pulling one cheek aside to watch Jason’s hole twitch, clenching around the thick plug in the cool air.
Roman let out a wolf whistle, his thumb pressing at the base of the plug. It shifted inside Jason, causing his hips to twitch and a muffled moan to escape his clenched jaw. The man chuckled and pressed harder, watching Jason’s every movement like a predator playing with its prey as the younger man’s hole clenched and his breath hitched.
“Cute- You stay still or I’ll break your fucking legs, all right pretty boy?” Roman waited for Jason to nod before the heavy hand left his back and he walked over to the table of toys on display, humming as he browsed until he found what he was looking for. He was happy to see that the young vigilante had listened and was still bent over the table, cheeks flushed as he panted through the gag.
“Good boy, you can listen. Have you just been a fucking stubborn idiot this whole time then?” A hand moved to the back of Jason’s head, unbuckling the gag and pulling it from between his lips, which remained slightly parted. A string of drool stretched between the bright red ball and his lips until Roman dropped the gag onto the table and his hand slipped behind Jason’s neck, pressing down hard.
“If you scream nicely enough, I might consider stopping.” Jason’s brow furrowed with confusion as Roman’s free arm brought a heavy wooden paddle down right on Jason’s ass, centered over the base of the thick plug. The young man cried out in surprise and pain, squirming under Sionis’s firm hold on his neck. Roman was able to hold him down easily as he delivered another blow.
And another.
And another.
Jason’s eyes went wide and he cried out again, the pain mixing with pleasure as the plug was slammed into that extra pleasurable spot deep inside him. He had surely experienced worse pain before, but now he was so sensitive that every blow stung like fire licking across his ass. As the sound of wood against soft skin filled the small room, Jason’s cries morphed into strangled moans, the speed and intensity causing the plug to slam deeper inside him. The pain and pleasure was confused in his drug addled mind, leading to both sensations being intensified.
Roman watched this man, his greatest enemy other than Batman, cry and moan and squirm beneath his hand and it brought a smile to his face. His ass was soon as red as that stupid helmet he always wore but Roman didn’t let up, noticing his victim’s cock growing hard from the abuse. Tears rolled down the vigilante’s cheeks and Jason tried to squirm away, but the arch of his back and the moans that slipped out of his split soaked lips told Roman the truth.
Jason was loving this.
“Like being put in your place, don’t you? Just need a strong handling and look at you, crying like a fucking bitch.” Roman’s own cock strained against his suit pants as he enjoyed the sounds of wood against skin mixed with the sobs and moans pouring from Jason’s mouth.
“Beg for my cock like a good little bitch, won’t you? Maybe I’ll stop and fuck you instead.” He teased, bringing down the paddle extra hard and ripping another delicious sob from Jason’s mouth. The vigilante struggled to catch his breath, inhales interrupted by the hitching of his sobs.
He clenched his jaw closed, determined that he wouldn’t beg as the crime lord wanted, going limp under that heavy gloved hand against his neck. Jason couldn’t fully stifle the sounds that escaped him with each blow. He surely sounded like a wild animal at this point, inhuman cries of pain echoing in the room with each loud slap against his burning cheeks. His will quickly crumbled as the intensity of his arousal overtook Jason’s stubbornness and tears squeezed their way out of his tightly closed eyes.
“Puh- Please! Ah~! Please fuck me! Roman, please!” He half sobbed, half moaned as the abuse continued despite his begging. Roman just laughed, not even pausing as Jason gave him exactly what he had asked for.
“There it is! Who knew all it took to put you in your place was a bit of corporeal punishment. Bet Daddy Bats takes you over his knee to beat out the attitude, huh Red?”Jason’s gut curled with shame, head shaking rapidly in denial even as his mind conjured the image of Bruce being the one to hold Jason down and spank his ass raw and his cock twitched. Roman just laughed again, still keeping up the same pace and force of his swings.
Several more minutes passed like this, Jason forcing out pleas between intermingled sounds of pleasure and pain, which nearly drowned out the sound of the wood slapping harshly against him.
Roman felt he would nearly cum right there in his pants at the sight of the Red Hood bawling and begging like a whore. He decided he had waited long enough, delivering one last spank to Jason’s dark red ass for good measure before releasing Hood’s neck and stepping back. Jason’s legs shook but didn’t give out when Roman left him to put the paddle back and he felt the looming presence of Black Mask behind him as the criminal admired his work. Jason eventually went quiet, his breaths still deep and rattling as his cock twitched and dripped with need. His face was wet and sticky with tears, eyelids puffy and mouth open as he continued to gasp for breath.
Roman keeled to cut his ankles free and then Jason was being dragged again, this time stumbling on his own shaking legs as he was pushed towards the only chair in the room. Roman took a seat, pushing Jason to his knees between his spread legs and shoving his tear stained face against the white cloth covering his crotch. Jason couldn’t help but rub his cheek against it, ignoring the sharp sting of his ass as he sat on his heels. Roman unzipped his pants and shoved them down just enough for his cock to spring free, slapping against Jason’s face. It was long and thick, a bead of translucent precum gathered at the tip. He could smell Roman’s sharp, strong musk and Jason's mouth salivated as Roman grabbed it with a strong hand, rubbing the tip across Jason’s lips as his other hand came to rest in Jason’s hair.
“You know what to do.” Was all he said and Jason nodded dumbly, mouth dropping open and tongue sliding up the shaft of Roman’s cock. He lapped up the precum from the tip before taking it into his mouth, tongue swirling around the hot, hard surface before Roman’s hand pushed on the back of his head, forcing Jason down onto his cock.
However, he quickly recovered and relaxed his throat, eyes fluttering shut as Roman’s thick cock slid further in and Jason swallowed around it before beginning to bob his head. Roman sighed, interlocking his fingers behind his own head and leaning back, legs spread wide as he watched the once great Red Hood slurp at his cock like an Alley whore. Roman just sat back and enjoyed the show, cold eyes focused entirely on the man kneeling between his legs.
Jason was entirely focused at the task given to him, nearly choking himself as he sucked and lapped at the crime lord’s dick. It was one of, if not the thickest he had taken but he had adjusted easily to the pressure of it against the walls of his throat. Jason was dizzy with arousal now, not thinking much at all and letting his mind float off as he drooled and tongued at Roman’s cock.
His eyes flew open in shock as Roman grabbed his hair with both hands, holding Jason still as he thrust into his soft, warm mouth. The man grunted, a grin spreading across his disfigured face as Jason’s eyes watered and he choked hard on Roman’s cock. When he felt himself approaching orgasm, he pushed Jason’s head down and held him there, the younger man’s nose buried into Roman’s neatly trimmed pubes, and groaning as that tight throat spasmed around his cock in a futile attempt to breathe. Jason did his best to relax as the lack of air caused his head to feel light and black spots danced in his vision. Roman came just like that, cum shooting down Jason’s throat and the man watched as it was all dutifully swallowed. He yanked Jason off his cock, pulling at his hair and enjoying the sight of a completely debauched and cock drunk Red Hood.
He didn’t give Jason a chance to recover from the brutal throat fucking, immediately pulling the former vigilante to his feet and turning him around. Roman slapped Jason’s ass, watching his cheeks bounce from the force before he practically ripped the plug out of Jason’s ass and tossed it to the side. Jason yelped, nearly falling forward from the unexpected force of the smack. Roman caught him by his blind wrist and pulled him back hard, guiding Jason’s fall so the vigilante fell right onto his still hard cock. Roman moaned and Jason’s back arched, his hole clenching tightly around Roman’s cock as it speared him open. It was so thick Jason nearly forgot to breathe, his mind solely occupied by the criminal beneath him. His sore ass was seated firmly on Roman’s lap, but the stinging of his bruised cheeks was far from his mind now.
“Fuck yourself on my cock, you stupid slut!” Roman grunted, slapping Jason’s sore ass again and thrusting roughly. The younger man yelped and began to bounce quickly on the man’s cock, each slap of his ass against Roman’s lap refreshing the pain from the paddling he had received. His legs shook and his mouth hung open as he gasped and moaned, each thrust driving him even crazier.
Roman began thrusting to meet Jason’s movements, his thick cock slamming into the other man’s prostate over and over and over. Jason’s head tilted back as he fucked himself open on Roman’s deliciously thick cock, gasping and moaning with every breath. Roman had a handful of Jason’s hair, and Jason’s back arched almost painfully as he was pulled back, the relentless pounding not letting up for even a moment. Heat curled in Jason’s stomach and his cock bounced against his stomach with every thrust back down onto Roman’s lap. Sweat beaded on Jason’s forehead
“I- I’m gonna cum! I’m-” he was cut off by another moan, voice strained as the criminal had reached around Jason to pinch and twist at one of his puffy, sensitive nipples. Roman chuckled and thrusted up into his prey harder as Jason was reduced to a mewling, drooling mess on the man’s large cock.
“Yeah, cum all over yourself, you filthy slut.” He gave Jason’s nipple a particularly hard twist and after a few more sloppy thrusts, the man in his lap cried out, his whole body twitching as cum shot up onto his stomach and chest. He nearly fell out of Roman’s lap as he trembled from the strength of his orgasm, panting and moaning. But Roman held him up and didn’t stop thrusting into him, chasing after his own orgasm with no regard for the vigilante. Jason twitched with over sensitivity, head lolling to the side and mouth wide open as he sucked in harsh breaths.
A few sloppy thrusts later and Roman came again, this time spilling his load as deep into Jason as he could reach. He let out a long, satisfied groan before letting go of Jason and the vigilante slipped right off his cock and out of his lap, landing on the floor face down and ass up with a thud. He was panting, cheeks flushed and Roman smirked watching his cum drip out of Jason’s hole.
Roman delivered a hard slap to the young man’s bruised cheeks and laughed when he twitched and whined against the concrete. Roman kicked his feet up to rest on Jason’s ass, which made the perfect footrest. The criminal tucked his softening cock back into his pants and let out a satisfied groan. He relaxed like that for several minutes, watching Hood twitch and squirm beneath the soles of his shoes before Roman checked his watch and sighed, rising to his feet.
“Well Red that’s all the time I’ve got. You know I’m a busy guy and all, but don’t worry. I’ll come back and see you.” Jason just nodded, cheek rubbing the concrete as he looked up at Roman over his shoulder with glassy eyes. Roman’s disfigured smile was wide as he re-tied Jason’s legs together. The man hummed as he retrieved the bright red gag and fed it back into Jason’s slack mouth and picked out an even larger plug than before. He pushed it slowly into Jason’s ass and the man whimpered as it sat firmly against his prostate. Roman pressed a button at the base and the plus buzzed to life, drawing a surprised moan from Jason as the toy stimulated his over sensitive hole. Jason twitched and squirmed, muffled pleas trapped behind the gag as Roman admired his handiwork for a moment before leaving.
Jason was alone once again, trembling and squirming against the cold hard floor, cock quickly hardening again from the stimulation. He accepted his fate without hesitation, hole twitching around the massive plug. After all, it could be hours before either someone else came in to play with him or the toy’s battery died.
Chapter 2: Bane
Summary:
Jason gets his next visitor
Notes:
no idea why u had trouble writing this chapter inspiration was just slow :p
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The next time Jason regained any type of awareness, there were already hands on his hips and a thick cock slamming into his hole. His arms burned as they stretched above his head, cuffed wrists hanging from a metal hook in the ceiling above. The balls of his feet just barely touched the floor, unable to get any kind of purchase as each powerful thrust had him slipping forwards. He moaned around the gag stuffed between his drooling lips and struggled to lift his head from where his chin rested against his chest. Jason was greeted with the familiar uniforms of hired mercenaries under the employ of Bane.
“Yo, I think he’s awake!”
“Surprised it took this long. Took 3 loads before he even realized.”
“Maybe he needs more, huh? Stupid slut is so loose he doesn’t even notice a dick up his ass.”
Another man stepped up, chest to chest with Jason and grabbed the vigilante’s thighs, lifting and spreading them wide with ease. Jason groaned as the new angle allowed the cock already inside him to hit his prostate dead on with every thrust, head falling back limply against the shoulder of the man behind him. The sound of the man’s pleasured grunts were right in Jason’s ear and he moaned in response as the new position allowed thick, sticky cum to leak out of his hole around the cock pressing inside. He twitched as he felt the blunt head of another cock press against his hole, squirming in weak protest and slurring a half hearted protest into the gag.
“Aw, don’t worry Red. It’ll fit.” The man in front of Jason cackled and began to push, holding Jason’s flailing legs in place as he was stretched even further. The head popped into his hole alongside the shaft of the first cock and Jason trembled, back arching and a strangled moan forcing its way past his lips. The first man had stopped thrusting, just holding Jason’s hips in place as his associate bullied his way into Jason’s hole. Every inch had him whimpering and squirming, eyes rolling back as the burn of being stretched mixed with the pleasure of the first cock being pressed harder into his abused prostate.
One rough thrust was all it took for the second cock to spear him open. It was longer than the first, reaching deeper inside him. Jason cried out in surprise, his whole body jerking from the mix of pain and pleasure as both men began thrusting up into his abused hole. His head fell forward onto the newcomer’s shoulder, sweat soaked bangs pressed against Jason’s forehead as he let out a shaky moan. He opened his eyes only for them to widen in shock at the sight of his stomach slightly distended, pushed out by the two large dicks pistoning into him. His own cock was flushed an angry red, and despite the overwhelming pleasure and curling in his gut that signified an impending orgasm, he couldn’t cum thanks to the thick silicone ring that was stretched around his cock and balls. Jason’s eyes fluttered closed once again as he moaned helplessly, his whole body bouncing with the force of each thrust into his overstuffed hole.
“Fuck, you like that? Of course a whore like you needs two cocks at once to be satisfied.” The man behind him chuckled, one hand sliding around Jason’s torso to pinch and twist at one of his sensitive nipples. Jason squirmed, moaning and panting around the gag as the additional stimulation forced tears out of his closed eyes. He would have cum right then and there if he had been able,
The man behind him finished first, shoving his cock as deep inside Jason as he could. Jason moaned wantonly at the feeling of warmth spilling into him, hole tightening reflexively to milk out every last drop. As the man’s softening cock slipped out of Jason the man in front of him moved his hands to Jason’s ass, holding the vigilante up as he continued to pound into his sloppy hole. Jason ignored the soreness in his cheeks, which were definitely still bruised from Black Mask’s visit, and wrapped his legs around the man’s waist weakly, panting and moaning as every drag of the man’s cock inside of him stimulated his oversensitive prostate. It didn’t take the man long to finish, pumping another load into Jason’s abused hole before letting go of his trembling body. Jason hissed in pain as his arms were jerked by the chain, unable to catch himself as he fell, sagging and panting. His feet scrambled beneath him in a desperate attempt to relieve pressure from his aching shoulders as the men laughed.
“Well, we better get the boss. He wanted to know when the little bitch was awake.” A hard slap to his stinging ass had Jason moaning weakly before the men all left the room, the metal door slamming loudly behind them. He shifts uncomfortably, tugging weakly at the restraints on his wrists. His aching cock twitches in the cool air and Jason huffs out a frustrated breath, distracted by the need consuming him. He has no way to relieve himself, no leverage and definitely not the mental capacity to formulate any way out of his predicament. A few minutes of pathetic struggling later and the familiar sound of the door opening startles him from his thoughts. He lifts his head, still squirming helplessly as he meets eyes with Bane.
The man stares Jason down, silent other than the harsh sound of his breathing through the mask. Jason looks a mess. His hair is slicked down with sweat, drool drips from around the gag and down his chin. Cum drips down his thighs. Bane approaches, hardly fitting through the doorway and silently stalks around Jason, who stops his squirming at the feeling of those calculating eyes taking stock of what he has become. Jason cranes his neck to try and follow Bane with his eyes as the man circles, waist twisting. An absolutely massive hand grabs Jason by the back of the head, firmly holding him in place. Jason whimpers softly, heart pounding in his chest. He hears a soft click and then the gag is loosened enough for Jason to spit the red ball out, watching it drop to the floor and roll out of sight. Jason licks his split slicked, swollen lips and tries to work the ache out of his jaw. Hours of being forced open had left it stiff and sore, much like the rest of him.
“Better? I think so. It’ll be better to hear your screams like this.” The hand behind his head is gone, moving up to the chain Jason dangles from and snaps it in one try. His hands are still cuffed but they fall in front of him as he sighs with relief. His legs nearly give out as he stands normally for the first time since he woke up, trembling visibly after being relieved of the strain of stretching to keep the balls of his feet firmly planted.
“I ne-“ Jason is cut off by a large finger slipping into his mouth, the rest of that massive hand holding his jaw closed around it. Jason hums softly, tongue lapping at the digit as he lets himself be pulled back against Bane’s massive chest. Jason hardly comes up to his shoulders, and every part of him is massive and thick, thanks to the Venom running through his veins. Jason shudders as Bane’s other hand runs across his chest, nipples perking up at the feeling of calloused skin.
“So submissive, aren’t you? Truly broken. What would the world think if they saw you now?” Bane’s finger slips out of Jason’s mouth and suddenly his hand is harshly clamping over the lower half of Jason’s face, covering his nose and mouth. Jason’s eyes widen as he struggles to breathe, legs kicking as Bane leans over him, his arm on Jason’s chest reaching down to scoop up both his legs by the back of his thighs. Jason is folded in half, his knees pressed to his own shoulders as he flails helplessly, tied hands grabbing at the hand blocking his breath. Only when black teases the edge of Jason’s vision does Bane let go, leaving him coughing and sputtering. Deep, grating laughter echoes in Jason’s ears as a meaty hand grabs his ass, kneading the soft, sore flesh and pulling his cheek to the side. He shivers as a thick finger slips into his loose hole, tugging his sensitive rim and letting more cum slide out. It hits the floor with a wet sound and Jason moans as the finger pushes deeper, poking and prodding at his insides until it finds his overstimulated prostate. Jason’s back arches against Bane’s chest and he cries out, cock twitching against his stomach as the man’s finger rubs the sensitive spot inside him.
“Your little pussy is so wet for me, isn’t it?” Bane hums softly, the vibrations in his chest traveling through Jason’s core. He nods dumbly, head tilting back against the giant’s chest as Jason’s chest rises and falls rapidly.
“Well I won’t keep you waiting then, little whore.” Bane’s finger slides out of Jason’s hole and Jason hears the rustling of cloth before there’s something else pressing against his puffy, leaking hole. It’s huge, the tip nearly the size of Jason’s fist and he doesn’t have time to react before it’s pressing in, stretching him wider than even the two cocks he had taken previously. Jason’s hands fly above his head to grip at Bane’s shoulder and his back arches, hips wiggling as he is slowly lowered down. Jason feels like he’s being torn open, but his body stretches to accommodate the intrusion. He cries out and squirms, tears forming in the corners of his eyes, but he is effectively trapped by the single arm wrapped around him, keeping his thighs pressed firmly against his own torso and holding him in place. Jason twitches, his hole clenching down hard around Bane’s cock to try and force it out but he doesn’t stop pushing in steadily, groaning loudly as that tight, cum soaked hole envelops his cock. He doesn’t stop until the Red Hood is fully seated on his cock, Bane’s hips pressed against those soft, squishy cheeks. The body in his arms trembles and whimpers, surely overwhelmed by the sheer length and girth penetrating him. He glances down to see the vigilante in his arms drooling, eyelids drooping in the most fucked out expression he had ever seen on another human being. He was just getting started.
Then Jason was being lifted, crying out as that massive cock dragged along his insides and carved out a space for itself. Bane lifted him until just the tip was inside and then Jason was dropped down, letting out a wail as he was practically impaled on Bane’s dick. Jason’s brain was going haywire and he was unable to focus on the pain of being stretched to his limits when his prostate was being constantly stimulated. His hole twitched around the massive cock, drawing another deep groan from Bane as he lifted Jason again. The sounds that were drawn from the vigilante’s lips were music to his ears as he continued to slowly fuck Jason into oblivion. He readjusted his grip, hands moving to hold Jason’s thighs and press them up against his chest, keeping the man immobile as Bane used him like a living fleshlight.
Jason had gone completely limp, head rolled back against Bane’s chest. Between being folded up like a pretzel and the massive cock rearranging his guts, he could barely breathe. He gasped shakily, every exhale a sharp cry of pleasure as he was picked up and then slammed back down onto the full length of the giant dick inside him. It rubbed against his insides constantly, his prostate getting no reprieve as Bane picked up the pace. He glanced down at the pliant man in his arms and chuckled at the sight of his hazy eyes and slack jaw. If he had simply been broken before, the Red Hood was completely and utterly destroyed now. Every rough thrust punched a little moan out of Jason’s lungs and despite the fact that his cock was still straining against his stomach, he made no move to take off the cock ring with his bound hands and bring himself relief. Instead he just fully submitted, allowing himself to be manhandled.
“I must commend the good doctor, he truly has turned you into a mewling little bitch. How many men have been in your tight little cunt, hm?” Bane leaned down to speak directly into Jason’s ear.
“I bet you’ve even lost the ability to count, to think about anything other than being filled up.” Jason moaned, soaking up the degradation.
“Yes-“ He stuttered out, cock twitching and legs shaking as Bane slammed him down harder, faster onto his cock.
“Please-! Ah- Ah-“ Jason couldn’t do anything but beg, not even sure what he was asking for. To cum? To be filled up again? He couldn’t think straight, not when he was being used as a living, breathing toy for another’s pleasure. Bane’s thick, heavy cock twitched inside him and then the man was coming, thick ropes of semen shooting into Jason as he mewled in pleasure, gasping and suffering at the feeling of being filled.
Then the ring was being roughly pulled off of his cock and one of those giant hands enveloped Jason’s cock. It hardly took a single stroke for him to cum, writhing and nearly sobbing in Bane’s strong grip as his own cum spilled onto Bane’s hand and Jason’s chest.
Jason hardly reacted when he was pulled off Bane’s cock, a fresh flood of cum spilling out of him. He was set on the table, face down and ass up for Bane to pull apart his cheeks and inspect his handiwork. Jason’s hole was red and swollen, gaping slightly from the sheer size of the cock he had taken. It twitched as more cum dripped out and rolled down to his balls.
“Good girl-“ Bane was practically purring as both thumbs sunk into Jason’s hole and pulled it open, drawing a quiet whimper from the man slumped on the table. “You took it so well, like the natural born slut you are. Your pussy is dripping.” A small flicker of heat curled in Jason’s gut and he moaned softly. He barely had the strength to look back over his shoulder when Bane’s hands moved to his hips, pulling him to the edge of the cool metal table. The man towered over Jason, eyes dark and cock smeared with cum. It was still hard. Jason spread his legs and pushed his hips back, letting out a needy moan as the thick tip of Bane’s cock rubbed against his hole.
Then it was pushing into him again and Jason was grabbing at the edge of the table, whimpering and tears leaking out of his tightly closed eyes. His forehead hit the table with a soft thud and his back arched, hips pushing back onto that monstrous cock. Bane didn’t bother to start slowly this time, his hands encircling Jason’s waist and dragging him back as he roughly thrusted. The sound of the man’s hips slapping against Jason’s ass and his pathetic moans filled the room as Jason did his best to push back into every rough thrust. One of Bane’s hands moved to grip Jason’s hair tightly, pulling his head back and forcing his back to arch even further. He was barely on the table now, being held up by the hands on his hips and head and Bane’s cock deep in his ass. Jason’s own cock was hardening again as well, dripping precum onto the table below. Bane grunted when Jason’s hole twitched around him, tightly squeezing his cock. The new position was allowing Bane’s cock to reach even deeper, which Jason hadn’t even thought possible. The sounds of each thrust were so lewd Jason would have been embarrassed if he had the capacity, every movement filling the air with a wet squelch as Bane fucked his own cum deeper into Jason. The vigilante trembled and moaned with every drag of the monstrous cock over his prostate, the constant stimulation overwhelming so soon after he had just orgasmed. He had gone limp, boneless and pliable in Bane’s large, warm hands. The minutes melted together in Jason’s mind, a haze of pleasured sounds and skin against skin. Each thrust punched a little moan from his lungs, his soft “Ah- ah!”s encouraging Bane to slam into him harder and faster. It didn’t take long for Jason to cum again, trembling and mewling. His cum dripped to the table below, pooling beneath him as Bane’s pace didn’t let up. He was so overstimulated, every point of touch Bane had on him was tingling with pleasure. Jason clenched down hard, his hole gripping onto the massive cock inside him with the little bit of strength he had left. Bane didn’t last much longer, letting out a few more rough thrusts before burying his cock as deep as he could and letting out thick ropes of cum inside Jason’s twitching hole. For a moment the only sound that filled the room were both of their deep breaths, and a soft thud as Bane dropped Jason’s front half back onto the table. He spread Jason’s soft, bruised cheeks, pleased at the sight of Jason’s hole gaping and dripping cum. He retrieved the largest plug he could find from the table of toys and stuffed it into Jason’s hole. It went in easily thanks to how much the man’s cock had stretched him. He softly slapped Jason’s ass, chuckling at how he twitched and whined.
“Good girl. I hope we meet again soon.” The man patted Jason’s back before leaving him sprawled over the table, panting softly and twitching from the intensity of their encounter. Jason was too fucked out to bother moving, simply enjoying the feeling of being so full from the plug as several loads of cum inside him. His hole was sore, stinging from how wide it had been stretched and how wide it was held open by the plug inside him. He fell asleep just like that, stuffed full and sighing contentedly.
Notes:
thanks for reading! sorry this came out a bit slower than previous chapters but i’ve been working on another fic as well as being very sick so the inspo for this was a bit lacking. hope y'all enjoy tho!
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