Exhausted from the emotional meltdown he experienced, Sonic trudged back to his cell with little consideration of his situation. Could he have tried to escape? Of course! Could he attempt to rescue, Shadow? Absolutely! However, as of right now, nothing mattered to him. The numbness from his arm was essentially the same sensation he felt all over his body, inside and out. He was full of anger, sadness, fear, desperation, and shame, and yet despite the mixture of such powerful emotions, he couldn't help but feel empty. With a heavy clang, he shut his own cell door behind him and flopped on the floor under his metal cot. "---it wasn't real....." he whispered after closing his heavy eyelids, trying to convince himself it was all just another dream and everything is as it always had been. "Infinite would never----it wasn't real----None of this is real." The cycling of affirmations eventually lulled the fatigued hedgehog into a deep rejuventating sleep, the likes of which were long overdo. Hours passed before the sound of approaching footsteps awoke the broken hero from his much needed nap. Peering over his shoulder, a lightning bolt of glee filled every square inch of him. "FINNY!!!" Sonic yelled with exuberance at the sight of his captor, while he skidded across the floor to get to his feet. The jackal remained silent, his presence hollow, yet frightening as he stood in the hallway outside of the hedgehog's cell. "It's been a while! Whatcha been up to? Everything good?", the blue blur exclaimed with overwhelming enthusiasm as he limped towards the bars. However, once he got closer, he felt something was amiss. The subtle aura around the jackal's visage shimmered in the dim light. Tentatively, Sonic reached through the bars to caress the masked face of the mercenary, only to realize he couldn't feel his beloved master's substance, the tangible presence that he always felt when they touched. This version of Infinite was a mere phantom projection. Though he was inarguably saddened that it wasn't really him, the blue hedgehog couldn't deny the elation he felt just from seeing him. "I missed you," he admitted shyly as he retracted his hand. While relishing in his warden's presence, he couldn't quell the images of seeing him and Shadow together. The lustful tangle of their bodies as Infinite shared such intimacy with his partner made Sonic shudder. With a deep breath he kept reminding himself, "it wasn't real---it wasn't real." "Follow me", the projection interrupted as it opened his cell door. Brought back to reality and without hesitation, Sonic did as he was told and accompanied the mercenary down the corridor and into the stairwell at the end of the path. Though the wear and tear in his leg muscles made it difficult for him to descend the stairs, the ruby construct was patient in waiting for him on the desired level. To alleviate the awkward silence as he ambled down one step at a time, Sonic attempted to spark a conversation with his escort. "Soooooo. What are we going to do today?" he asked with incalculable excitement, like a child in an amusement park. "You'll see," it replied as they exited the stairwell and into another hallway. The jackal copy remained silent as he opened the thick metal door ahead of them and motioned for the blue blur to enter. Sonic did his best to remain chipper, sporting a smile as he limped into the chamber. Inside, he found a metal table adjacent to a large machine equipped with tubes protruding from different valves that housed some sort of tank. In front of the table was a giant TV screen suspended from the ceiling that illuminated the otherwise gloomy room with its radiance. As he neared the center of the room, he peered at the screen to see Shadow dangling in another room somewhere. His black fur was matted by layers of dried blood from the multiple stab wounds he had sustained while the white patch on his chest was now a dark hue of red. His arms were bound by chains that held him aloft above his head, where even more cuts and bruises were evident. Though it was clear he was struggling to remain conscious, he nevertheless kept one eye cracked open to maintain visual of everything happening around him. Meanwhile, Infinite stood by his side, arms crossed, glaring through the two-way feed at the seemingly small blue hedgehog whom stood in a state of confusion. "Sha-Shadow..." he uttered as he stared in disbelief at how badly he was wounded. Witnessing his master standing adjacent to his partner made the blue hedgehog realize what he had seen earlier wasn't a hallucination like he made himself believe. However, he couldn't understand it. He wanted to feel bad for Shadow, but something inside was preventing him from doing so. Did he deserve to be treated like that? Did it make Sonic feel some sort of sick gratification that Shadow now knew what it was like for him on the Death Egg? Was his inability to sympathize blocked by the satisfaction of payback for his betrayal? Whatever it was, it didn't feel right. Nothing felt right since his breakdown earlier in the control room. "Get on the table," the ruby construct demanded, its stern voice alarming the broken hero. "Get into position on your knees," it added as it pushed him towards the designated spot. Sonic hobbled over to the table and climbed on, resting on his elbows and knees as commanded. In accordance with the placement of the shackles, the overall position made his rearend stick up into the air, essentially inviting whatever was to come next without any restriction. From the other chamber, Infinite utilized the power of the ruby to fasten the restraints around his wrists and ankles before his ruby duplicate ambled over to the adjacent machine. Shadow looked on in disbelief as he watched his partner behave so submissively, but if his recent experience had taught him anything, he realized that cooperation was the only way Sonic could have survived 6 months of this torture. Grabbing the end of a tube from the machine that was already lathered with lubrication, the phantom jackal lifted the blue hedgehog's tail and began inserting its tip into his anus. "GGGGAAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" he grunted as the tube slowly stretched his flesh while pressing deeper inside of him. He couldn't help but clench his fists in an effort to redirect the tension from his backside, where the ruby gripped his tail tighter in order to prevent him from squirming away. Though he has had many types of toys used on him, he had never encountered this device before, and was honestly, very nervous of its purpose. Still, deep down, he knew by abiding by his will, he was pleasing his master, and that made the ordeal bearable. "Almost there," the copy stated as he pushed the tube harder until it reached a predetermined measurement. Grabbing the dangling straps, he lassoed the blue hedgehog's legs and hip in a complex loop before securing it all tightly. Uncomfortable was an understatement! The hardness of the clear plastic pressing against his insides wasn't something he could ignore; however, by concentrating on short breaths, the broken hero was able to tolerate the process adequately enough as he awaited for the next step. "Open your mouth," the projection then ordered with another tube in hand. Sonic peered up fearfully, uncertain of what it intended to do. He couldn't help but glance over at the screen as Shadow shook his head, visibly screaming something that was inaudible in his chamber, but clearly, he was encouraging him to resist. Sonic knew better. He had long since learned the cost of defiance, and as the copy lifted his chin, he obliged by cracking his mouth open. The secondary tube was then inserted orally, creating a seal around his lipswith the equipped straps snuggly buckled under his quills, behind his head. After taking a step back to observe the details of his victim's position, the ruby construct was satisfied with the arrangement and proceeded back over to the machine. "Here is a gift from Shadow," it claimed while flipping the switch on the pump into reverse and twisting the dial to the desired flow. With a loud hum, the machine immediately ejected the white fluid housed in the reservoir, sending it gushing through the clear tube and into both ends of the stationery hedgehog. "MMMMHHHMPPPHMMMPPPPH!!!!!!!" he mumbled loudly with his wide eyes quivering while the serum forced its way down his throat and into his anal cavity. THE PRESSURE WAS IMMENSE! He squirmed and writhed, but the restraints of the table kept him completely immobile while the straps of the tubes prevented them from falling out no matter how much he thrashed around. The taste that filled every centimeter of his mouth was raw, unfiltered, as if it was coming directly from the source. The wiffs of the liquid was very distinct. It was Shadow's scent! "I DON'T WANT THIS INSIDE OF ME!!!" he mentally screamed, his resentment to his partner taking presidence over who was abusing him. He dropped his head as the jackal projection began to press and playfully massage his stomach, which was filling at an alarming rate and distending grotesquely. The fluids inside swirled and sloshed while his captor squished his belly in his claws, chuckling at the texture and the moans that escaped him. "MMMMPPPPHMMMPHHH!!!!" It was difficult to breathe. He felt even more nauseous than before, and yet, the taste and aroma slightly aroused at the same time, which made him even more disgusted. The sensations were so blended. So confusing. HE HATED IT! He hated how his body was feeling right now, how he couldn't process his thoughts, and how he didn't understand why this was happening or why he was feeling this way. The voices in his head all screamed in a cluttered chorus of arguments and insuations. (((( YoU'RE LovING THIS!!! LOoK AT HOw HORNY YoU ArE NOW!! ))) -------ThIs is aWfuL! I WAnT this to STOP!!!-------- HoW EMBaRrASsInG!!! WhAt WouLD hIs FrIeNDS THinK OF HiM? ~~~~~~ThEy'Re PraCtiCally dEAd nOw. He SHouLd oNly ConCentRATe ON FULFIllinG hIS MaSTeR's WiSHeS.~~~~~~~~~~~ SINcE wHEn DiD SOniC the HeDGEhog gET a maStER? WHat haPPeNED TO BeING FREE As tHe wInD? <<<>>> WHY CAN'T HE THINK STRAIGHT?! _____aM I....I'm eNjoYing tHis?______ =====hOw FAR THE MiGHty hAve FaLLeN! ====== _________ lOoK At hIm!!! He'S NoT WoRTh SaViNG!!! hE's SO PaTHEtIc _________ >>>>....I never wanted this.....<<<<< WhY IS iT SHaDoW'S CUM inSide OF hIM?! [[[[[[ iS hE NOT GoOd ENoUgh FoR HiS MaSter'S cUM AnYMoRe???]]]]] WhaT DId hE DO tO DEsERvE ThIS? wHaT'S ThE PoiNt? ^^^^ Is IT PuNishMent fOR SneAkInG OuT oF HiS ceLL? ^^^^ {{{ IT DoEsn'T MaTTeR! PLeaSinG HiS maSTer iS HIs pUrPOse nOw...iT's ALL THAT MATTERS....}}} ........there's nothing else.... no one else..... Releasing his clenched fists within his shackles, Sonic hopelessly surrendered, "....I deserve this......I....I...." *FOCUS* the singular familiar voice called out from the back of his mind over all the endless chatter, *DON'T RUN AWAY!* The confusing words were practically an insult. Only by Infinite's satisfaction would this treatment end, which judging by his relaxed composure as he relished in his anguish, it didn't seem like it would be soon. However, that's not what the voice meant. Shadow looked on in horror as he saw tears falling from his partner's eyes while he was being pumped with the cum their mutual enemy had been draining from him for days. It was heartwrenching! Sickening! He instinctively tried to break out of his own restraints, but to no avail. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't save him anymore than he could save himself. The sight of seeing Sonic being abused in such away was difficult to watch, but the black hedgehog couldn't look away. He couldn't abandon him. "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO HIM?!" Shadow snarled. "It should be obvious," the mercenary chimed while studying the broadcast, "he doesn't seem to like your taste anymore. Pity," the mercenary joked as he tugged on the Ultimate Life Form's ear. "Still, we can't let it go to waste." The reservoir was only half empty and the fluid was already leaking from the seals in both ends, indicating Sonic's frail body was at fully capacity. The white subtance was streaming from his nose as he gagged and choked for whatever tiny breaths he could collect, while his stomach swayed every time he made the slightest movement. Multiple times he attempted to vomit, but the pressurized air flow from the tube prevented him from expelling the silky juice. IT FELT LIKE HE WAS DROWNING! His worst fear, an experience he's survived multiple times before, with each time strengthening his phobia. The burning of his lungs as they strained for air and the helplessness he had in obliging them shook his core and intensified the sensations he was feeling until he inevitably expelled his own juices from his member. "Haha," the jackal projection chuckled while grasping Sonic's oozing equipment in its claws, "it appears you ARE enjoying this." Wincing, all he could do was keep swallowing, taking in the serum and the punishment in the hopes at some point it would be over. *REMEMBER SONIC!* The voice screeched across his psychi, this time, with such a verocity that it cancelled out all other voices until it was deafly silent within his mind. *THIS IS REAL!!! DON'T RUN AWAY FROM IT!!! FACE IT!!! FACE IT TOGETHER!!!* The broken hero cracked open his watering eyes to see the crimson ones of his partner locking with him through the monitor. In the past, they were always able to let each other know what the other was thinking just through visual contact, and despite how damaged Sonic's mind was now, Shadow hoped with all his might that special bond still existed and he would stop being stubborn long enough to realize it. "Hang on, Sonic. I promise, I'll get us out of here." After a few moments of consideration, that glimmer the voice had inspired cut through what months of darkness had buried, opening the blue hedgehog's heart to the possibility of hope once again, and with it, a small apprehensive nod followed. The message had gotten through. Now, Shadow just needed to keep his promise.