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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/M, Multi
  Fandom:
      Tales_of_the_Abyss
  Character:
      Luke_fon_Fabre, OC_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Squirting, Riding, Drugged_Sex
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-25 Words: 2734
****** Assault Past Midnight ******
by Yandere_Shoujo
Summary
     A tantrum from Luke results in the loss of two maids' jobs. Before
     leaving, they decided to have a bit of fun and revenge at the expense
     of their former employer.
Notes
     Oh boy I'm going to hell!
Luke had never really minded his room being so much farther away than the rest
of the manor. The servants were annoying anyways and the only people he felt
worth his time were Guy, Master Van, and his mother. Everyone else gave him
funny looks or was being a plain annoyance, so better for him to be away from
them all.
The moon wasn't out that night, with only stars faintly glimmering in the night
sky along with the fon stones and a few lights outside. He had been lying awake
for quite some time but sleep was finally pulling at his consciousness.
As quietly as possible, two figures entered into the boy's room. Barefoot to
make the least amount of noise possible, one of them kneeled to observe Luke's
face. In their hand was a pouch. The kneeling figure motioned to the other and
the second gently opened Luke's mouth. The pouch was tilted and a small amount
of the powder landed on Luke's tongue. The second figure closed his mouth and
they waited.
"You sure this stuff works?" the second asked, no louder than a murmur.
"I've tested it on a bum I found in the lower quarters. Said he'd be my subject
after I offered him some coin. It works."
The second figure nodded and scowled at the boy on the bed who seemed to stir
in his sleep.
Luke cringed as he was brought back from what seemed like only seconds of
sleep. His vision was blurry and he tasted something rather sweet. He tried to
sit up, but his limbs felt incredibly heavy and his head was beginning to swim.
"Whmmm" was all he could manage when he tried to talk. His eyes slowly opened
to two young women standing over him. Both were clad in civilian's clothes, but
their faces were somewhat familiar.
"Rise and shine princess." The woman holding the pouch practically spat at him.
"You remember me?" the other said.
Luke slowly moved his head to the side and tried to focus on the woman's face
which was made even harder by the darkness. But he could slightly make out
cold, dark eyes practically stabbing needles into his own. Something tugged at
his right foot and he felt his covers being pulled off of him. Dizzily, he
tried to find the source and felt more hands tugging at his feet, then
something being wrapped around them.
His mind was sluggish, but he was still slightly more aware. Looking down to
his best ability, he saw one of the young women gathering some rope and the
other pulling down his pants.
"Nnghm nnn…"
"Ah ah ahh." The woman with the pouch chided quietly.
"Hey Carrie, shut him up will you?"
Carrie smirked.
"I got something that will shut him up alright. Tie up his hands for me."
The unnamed woman discarded Luke's underwear on the floor and took some rope
from the other.
Luke's constantly swerving vision found Carrie undressing herself and he wasn't
exactly sure how to feel. Redness began to tinge his cheeks yet fear was
creeping into his heart. He couldn't talk or move and the more he wanted to
struggle it was as though his body didn't want to listen. Luke was helpless as
his arms were being tugged over his head. His bed was rather large so they were
bound together and a small length of the rope extended from an opening from the
decal of the headboard.
The slack of the rope was tightened as his body was dragged and his feet tied
to the opposite bedpost.
"Nnn nnn." Luke desperately groaned.
"Carrie!" the other harshly whispered.
"Shhh."
Luke wasn't sure if it was aimed towards him or the other woman but he soon
found his eyes, nose, and mouth on Carrie's crotch. Ice cold panic overcame any
embarrassment and his mind snapped to a more alarmed state. His groans of
protest were muffled completely and this only elected a shudder of pleasure
from the other. Luke's mind was still cloudy, but he could feel all of his
senses being assaulted at once.
The smell was the first thing he noticed. It was sharp, and different. Then
there was the taste. Again, different yet strong and the only word he could
think of was 'tart' and possibly some sort of spice. Soft hairs tickled his
face and he could only be forced to stare at that which was right in front of
him. He could hear her suppressed pants practically blaring in his skull and he
really wished he could scream.
"Mnn mnnnonn." Luke struggled and tried to move his head up to possibly get his
mouth off of her. He had managed to open his mouth slightly but he found that
was a bigger mistake because she only gasped and he found himself tasting even
more. Carrie's thighs tightened around his head and her fingers dug into his
hair.
"Oooh Drez this is amazing." Carrie whispered.
The other didn't comment but Luke could feel her hands on him.
"Sweet Sylph, Princess Natalia hit the jackpot for a fiancée. How many nobles
have a body like this?" Drez said, her hands roaming all over Luke's well-toned
stomach and muscular thighs.
"R-right?" Carrie breathed.
Luke was panting himself in a struggle to breathe properly. He couldn't even
twitch and his body felt like a sack of rocks. He was confused, scared, and
incredibly embarrassed. Guy was probably asleep, away in his servant's
quarters. And Luke knew there was no way the guards could possibly see what was
going on since it was incredibly dark. He could vaguely tell the woman atop him
was just as pale as he was, but he couldn't even tell what color the hair in
front of his face was.
The other woman, Drez, had moved her hands to an incredibly sensitive part of
Luke's body causing him to jolt. Luke tried again and again to thrash his legs
but they just wouldn't move.
"I know he's still growing, but jeez this is it?"
Carrie chuckled. Sweat began to cover his burning hot face and it was becoming
unbearable with his head between her thighs. As her body shuddered, he could
feel it and his long hair felt even hotter on his back.
Though through this, he could feel the other woman stroking him. A against his
will, Luke opened his mouth further at the sensation and the woman atop him
moaned. Through slurred protests, Luke's body was burning up. The sensation
wasn't entirely unpleasant; in fact he had never felt something feel this good.
But it still terrified him.
"Well that was easy. Looks like we don't need an aphrodisiac."
"Eh, he's still young. But hurry up will you?'" Carrie rocked her hips and
moaned. "As much as I'd like to spend the night we can't."
Luke could feel something wet envelop him whole and he groaned. He could feel
the slightest glances of something harder than he was and a hand on him as
well. Whatever was being done to him, felt incredible but a little too good. He
wasn't sure if he was caught in some kind of nightmare or dream but he wanted
it to end. Luke wanted things to be normal and boring. He could understand
normal and boring. He didn't understand why he felt the way he did or how
exactly he should feel. His arms were going numb from their position over his
head and one of his ankles was really beginning to hurt. His face was hot, wet
and sweat dripped uncomfortably down his neck in rivets.
The wet sensation stopped and something even tighter swallowed him entirely.
Luke's mouth opened and closed as he tried to speak, struggle, and scream. It
was terrific but he wanted to just get the woman atop him off to at least know
what was going on.
Drez gasped and began moving up and down.
"Oh sweet Yulia Carrie it's been so long." Drez laughed. "And to think we got a
piece of this before anyone else."
Carrie laughed as well.
"Too bad we're not gonna see Princess Natalia's face if she found out."
"You hear that brat?" Drez all but snarled, grinding her hips and making Luke
squirm.
"Come on, let's finish up already." Carrie lifted herself from Luke, much to
his relief, and sat on his heaving chest.
Luke looked up and could see the smile on Carrie's face. It wasn't kind like
those his mother gave nor was it strained as all the other servants seemed to
put on. She leaned forward and Luke's eyes met her own.
"You're a stupid, self-centered little brat. We lost our jobs
because you wanted to throw a tantrum." Carrie gripped his hair with both
hands. "But I'll be damned if I denied you being quite the piece of meat."
Luke cringed and groaned in discomfort at the ache on his scalp. His hands
pulled at their restraints and his still sore ankle was surely going to bruise.
"Nnnggh. Sss..staaa-"
"Crap, is that powder wearing off?" Drez asked.
"Seems like it. Don't want to overdose him though."
Carrie removed herself to fetch the pouch sitting on Luke's dresser and he
could finally see the other woman. Luke was sure his body was close to catching
on fire with how hot he felt. Drez looked him right back in the eye from her
position and he could barely make out a devilish grin. She moved slower, making
the slightest slapping noise as her body hit his with a lot more force.
Carrie returned to his side and sprinkled the smallest pinch of the powder and
closed his mouth. Luke's senses felt even muddier than before and his vision
blurred to sickening levels. Carrie watched Luke's face with amusement as his
eyes rolled to the side and his lounge lolled out of his mouth.
Luke could feel his head being moved straight and that unpleasant hot feeling
settle its way back in front of him. He struggled to move his mouth again but
he was slightly numb. He barely registered Carrie rocking her hips and panting
atop him.
What felt like hours passed before his senses were half functional. Yet this
time he didn't bother struggling. All those training sessions with Van seemed
worthless. He didn't have a sword, and whatever powder was being used on him
had rendered his hard earned muscle useless. Tears welled up in his eyes,
adding more to the wetness covering his face.
Carrie sighed and practically smashed his face against her as she shuddered and
bucked her hips. She was still for a moment before getting up once more and
looking back to the other.
"You almost done?"
Drez shook her head but then looked to Luke's face.. He wasn't looking at
either of them, and to the wall. Following his line of sight, Drez saw that he
was crying while looking at the portrait of General Grantz. She snickered then
tried to suppress laughter.
"Hey Carrie check it out, he's probably wishing his precious Master Van would
come save him."
"Pfft." Carrie covered her mouth and held her middle.
"Well." Drez tightened her grip on Luke's hips. "I got something for him."
Luke's body jostled as Drez pounded downwards, the sturdy bed not making a
single creak. Luke's face reddened to match the shade of his hair and he
gasped.
"Shit, I think he's gonna-"
"I know." Drez lifted herself from Luke and crawled over him until she matched
Carrie's original position. Luke looked up to the woman with an unreadable
expression. Drez wasn't sure if he was scared or shocked but she pressed
against the boy's open mouth.
Unlike Carrie, Drez appeared to be clean shaven. Though the taste was entirely
different as was the smell. Luke groaned in discomfort at how hard and fast the
woman rocked and pressed against his face, then wanted to thrash as a torrent
of something wet flooded into his mouth.
Drez bit her lip and arched her back as waves of pleasure racked her entire
body.
"Hey!" Carrie hissed. "We weren't supposed to leave evidence."
"Relax. It's clear anyways." Drez shuddered.
Luke coughed and sputtered and wanted to gag as he swallowed some of the
liquid.
"Don't worry kid, I'm not mean enough to pee on you. Maybe when you're older
you'll learn how to make a girl do that more often."
Luke was openly crying now. Tears rolled down his face as he sniffed and
sputtered. His tongue was still incapable of speech and most of all he was
frustrated. Frustrated as to how he couldn't do a single thing, frustrated as
to what was going on, and frustrated as to why he felt so good at the same
time.
Carrie opened a window, the farthest from the courtyard so no one could see,
and Drez had begun tidying up the room as well as dressing herself. Right as
Carrie was dressed as well, she paused.
"Should we, leave him like that?"
Drez looked at Luke's reddened face to his throbbing erection and sighed.
"I'm not. You take care of it."
Carrie's shoulders slumped. "Oh come on, you know I don't swallow."
Luke could barely make out the shrug she gave.
"I wouldn't bother. It'll just go away on its own. Eventually."
"Yeah but-"
"We're leaving this place forever anyways. What's the point?"
Carrie walked over to Luke's and leaned in close.
"Hey brat. What do you say? Want me to take that boner off your hands?"
Luke wasn't sure what exactly a "boner" was but he had the slightest idea it
referred to the unbearably hard throbbing coming from his crotch. He sniffed
and nodded, ashamed yet he had no idea what else to do. So far they hadn't
really tried to harm him, physically anyway. He watched as the woman moved to
untie the rope around his sore ankle.
"Carrie what in Ifrit's name are you doing?"
"We gotta untie him sometime, relax he won't fight back."
"Are you really so sure? "
Both women looked to Luke who was watching them while still crying.
"Well brat, will you?" Drez asked.
Luke shook his head.
"See?"
The other woman wasn't as convinced but undid the bindings on Luke's other
ankle.
"Now kid, you're gonna stay quiet, get dressed, and cry your worthless self to
sleep. Or else…" Carrie traced her finger along Luke's thighs. "We can do bad
things to you."
Drez rolled her eyes and undid the rope attached to the headboard, though she
didn't touch those on Luke's wrists.
"Sit up."
Luke complied, sniffling then moved his sore legs over the side of the bed when
Carrie twirled her finger. His movements were sluggish and his vision took a
spinning dive, yet he managed to orient himself enough to sit up without
swaying.
Drez tossed her one of Luke's pillows to which Carrie placed on the floor as a
cushion and positioned herself between Luke's legs. Luke wiped his face with
his bound hands and attempted to calm his tears. Carrie smirked then locked
eyes as her mouth swallowed him entirely.
Luke gasped and a hand clamped over his mouth. He panted through his nose and
tried to find enough oxygen. A groan rumbled from his throat as one of the best
sensations rippled through his body and sweat covered him in a light sheen.
"Come on Carrie you can do it.'
Carrie's hands shook and she squinted her eyes as she swallowed in one large
gulp, making a face of absolute disgust afterwards.
"Ugh this kid needs a better diet that was awful."
"Well you wanted to do it."
"Yeah yeah." She grumbled, untying Luke's hands and packing everything in a bag
Luke failed to notice. "Time to go."
Both women headed to the window and right before Drez climbed out, she looked
back to Luke one last time.
"Die in a fire you shit."
Luke flinched at the venom she practically spat and he looked down at himself,
his room, then to Van. Tears welled up in his eyes as he put his night clothes
back on and sat back down on the bed. The cool night air was slowly airing the
room out, but his face was still burning hot. Luke sniffed then lay back down,
burying his face in his pillow and crying.
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