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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      The_Walking_Dead_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Daryl_Dixon/Negan, Dwight/Carl_Grimes, Implied_Daryl_Dixon/Abraham_Ford,
      Attempted_Daryl_Dixon/Rick_Grimes, possibly_more_to_come
  Character:
      Negan_(Walking_Dead), Daryl_Dixon, Carl_Grimes, Dwight_(Walking_Dead),
      Rick_Grimes
  Additional Tags:
      Rape/Non-con_Elements, Consensual_Underage_Sex, Attempted_Rape/Non-Con,
      Dubious_Consent, Spanking, Hand_Jobs, Blow_Jobs, Angst, Implied/
      Referenced_Child_Abuse, Mental_bondage, Sexual_degradation, Blood_and
      Gore, It's_the_apocalypse_after_all, Stockholm_Syndrome, The_Sanctuary,
      The_Author_Regrets_Nothing, I'm_Going_to_Hell, The_Saviors_(Walking_Dead)
      -_Freeform, Gentle_Negan_(Walking_Dead), okay..._gentler_than_normal_at
      least, Daryl_being_treated_like_a_dog, Possible_Master/pet_later,
      Begging, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Explicit_Language, more_as_I_think_of
      them, Inappropriate_use_of_barbed_wire, D/s_tones
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      Published: 2017-06-09 Updated: 2017-11-20 Chapters: 4/? Words: 11162
****** Loving the Captor ******
by WolfStar_85
Summary
     [ photo Negan and Daryl_zps1srjw5sx.jpg]
     Daryl Dixon has been kidnapped by the Saviors, he is kept in a small
     cell with no light, being given little food and little to drink.
     Until one day, Saviors leader, Negan takes pity and gives him an
     offer he can't refuse.
Notes
     I own nothing. Except maybe a few names and events. Everything else
     belongs to AMC and The Walking Dead Franchise! I am making no profit
     from this story, it's merely for enjoyment.
***** The Prisoner *****
Daryl sighed softly as he set in the tiny cell, it was dark with only a small
amount of light filtering in from the small slits near the top of the cell
door. He didn't know for sure how long he'd been in here, it must have been
several hours. The last thing he could remember before he'd been taken away was
watching the evil and cruel leader of the Saviors, Negan, bash in the heads of
two of his men and totally break his best friend Rick to the point he very
nearly completely crippled his own son. Negan however, had stopped him before
he actually did it. The next thing Daryl knew, he'd been thrown into a truck
and taken wherever he was now, stripped of his clothes and threw into this tiny
cell. He closed his eyes and sniffed, shivering against the cold. He wondered
what was going on outside. What had become of Rick and the team? And what was
going to become of him?
Daryl looked up as the lock clicked on the cell door. “Negan said to feed you!
Here!” The skinny man with a horrible scar over half his face said in a soft
manner as he handed Daryl a sandwich. Hungry, Daryl took it and took a bite. He
snarled a bit but was so hungry, he hadn’t eaten in quite some time so he ate
the sandwich that had been made out of wet dog food. He didn't thank the man,
but he did eat.
Dwight, the man that brought Daryl the sandwich shook his head. “Just make it
easy on yourself Dixon! Just give him what he wants and make it easier on
yourself. It does no good to fight him, he'll be here in half an hour or maybe
an hour.” He said gently and shut the door, locking it. About a full minute
went by and a very upbeat song started to play on repeat. After some time, he
guessed at one to two hours, the door unlocked and opened again, he growled as
he saw the barb wire laced baseball bat pointing at him. “The fuck you want?”
He asked shortly. “Come with me!” Negan said cooly and nudged him with the bat.
Daryl winced as the barbs poked at his skin and he slipped out of the small
cell. He eyed the man with loathing, anger and hate, a hate he had felt for no
man ever before, except his father. He followed the man with the bat to a room,
an office of sorts and stepped in, looking around. “What do you want?” He
repeated with a growl to his voice.
Negan started whistling a small tune and Daryl became even more resistant. “I
said what the fuck do you want?” He asked spitefully then tensed when he felt a
warm breath against his ear, and heard a whispered word. “You!” “No!” Daryl
spat defiantly, he would not be broken by this man. “Not just no, but fucking
hell no!” He heard a dark chuckle before being brought to his knees from a hit
to the back and it took everything in him not to cry out. “Sorry about that
Daryl ole boy!” Negan said with a chuckle as he stepped around in front of
Daryl. “Lucille got thirsty and I couldn't stop her.” He sounded sincere enough
but his next words told that he was anything but. “Let’s try that again! You
asked I believe it was: What the fuck do I want? And I gave you an answer. It
is you that I want. And what I want, I get!” He knew Daryl's back was bleeding,
pierced by the barbed wire that circled his bat. That had been fun to achieve,
he'd come away from that with a lot of cuts and scrapes when he'd wrapped his
Louisville Slugger baseball bat in the barbed wire.
“Now Daryl my boy, we can do this the easy way which is you just give me what I
want and obey my every order, or you can defy me and I can make your life a
living fucking hell. I’ll let you make that choice.” He went to set on a chair
and crossed his legs at his ankles. “Come!” He ordered and Daryl simply knelt
there glaring at him, panting some from the pain in his back. “Fuck you!” Daryl
spat only to see Negan rise to his feet and a split second later another shock
of pain wracked his body as the bat connected with his shoulder blades, still
he refused to cry out but gritted and winced making a soft groan. “See what
defying me gets you?” Negan asked sharply. “When I give you an order you obey
it!”
Both men were well aware that Daryl was butt naked, and for Negan, that very
simple thing made the game a whole lot more fun. Negan returned to his seat.
“Come!” He ordered and this time, Daryl obeyed, getting to his feet with a
groan of pain. Every step was agony and he felt blood running out of the wounds
in his back and shoulder blades. He stopped in front of Negan and looked at him
but didn't speak. “Good boy!” Negan praised as if talking to a dog. “Lay across
my lap!” Negan ordered and with a shudder, Daryl cooperated, not wanting the
bat again. He let out a surprised yelp when he felt the firm hand to his ass
and immediately started to squirm off. Oh fuck no! He thought to himself, this
wasn't a good thing. Daryl Dixon always had enjoyed being spanked like a bad
little child and knew if he received enough at this man’s hand, what his body
would do, and he would never be allowed to live it down.
It was only feeling the pointy spikes of the barbs on the bat that pressed into
his back that stilled Daryl's struggling and his heart rate elevated as another
slap hit his bare ass, then another and another. After about the fifth Daryl
started to arouse, cursing himself for it as a tiny moan slipped out of his
mouth. And to his horror, Negan had heard it.
There was a dark chuckle, another swat which brought forth another moan. “I
thought you might enjoy this Daryl.” Negan said laughing as he continued
forcing out moans with each swat, he could feel Daryl hardening against his
leg. This was going to be so fun breaking him in. After a total of 12 swats,
six to each butt cheek, Negan quit, but he was far from finished as he ran his
hand lightly over the now quite reddened bottom and down to caress Daryl's
scrotum, eliciting more moans of pleasure as Daryl arched a bit. He chuckled
again as he rubbed, squeezed and rolled the other man's balls in his hand. He
could feel the hatred oozing from every single pore in Daryl’s body, a hatred
that was mixing quickly with lust. Daryl couldn't help but arch some as his
captor's hand slowly found the base of his swelling manhood. One long slow firm
stroke made Daryl moan and press his hips into the hand, despite not wanting
this. He shuddered and gasped as his his eyes dilated when a thumb rolled
gently over his cock head and he pressed his hips down into it.
“Yes, I knew you'd like this.” Negan praised Daryl for his responses. “Stay
still now, and I'll take the bat from your back and make you feel absolutely
fucking wonderful!” He moved the bat and gave Daryl a slow stroke, rolling his
thumb over the head again, receiving a gasping moan and a pressing down of
Daryl's hips, hips that were starting to move slightly in need. This made
Daryl's tormentor laugh. “You are such a slut aren't you Daryl?” He stroked
again and Daryl moaned more and moved his hips faster. While he was gently
stroking Daryl with one hand, Negan brought a finger to his lips and into his
mouth, wetting his finger which he then rubbed gently but demandingly against
Daryl's asshole. Daryl shook his head, but at the same time, his hips made him
press back against the finger and he whimpered.
Again Negan laughed. It was that laugh that hurt the most. A sign that told
Daryl his body was responding the exact way Negan wanted him to respond. It was
wrong, it was sick but damn felt so good. Daryl felt the pad of Negan's finger
begin to press against him as his hips pressed back against it and in seconds,
his ass walls had clamped down around the finger that was suddenly up inside
him. Tears sprang to Daryl's eyes as Negan laughed again and began stroking
Daryl's inner walls with his finger while Negan's other hand was stroking his
cock at the same time. Daryl couldn't help but move his hips against hand and
finger as he grew harder and harder. After what seemed like an eternity, Daryl
felt Negan probing with a second finger and some time after that, a third. He
panted as he moved into it with his hips, moaning and gasping with a desire and
lust that he had never felt before. “Oh, yes.” He moaned before he could stop
himself.
“Yeah! That's my boy!” Negan said chuckling as Daryl began to ride against the
fingers inside him. “You love this don't you? Say it!” Daryl clenched his teeth
but his body responded making him moan. He could feel the small drops of liquid
dripping out of his cock. “No.” He said defiantly and gasped when the fingers
in him gave a sharp jerk in, pressing now against his prostate. “Say it! Tell
me you love it! Tell me you want it!” Negan ordered as he rubbed the prostate
hard while stroking him faster.
Daryl was losing control, waves of pleasure rippled through him one after the
other making him ride it out even if he didn't want to. “I...oh…I Love it.” He
said finally. He could feel a tightening in his groin and balls, the climax was
drawing near and he knew he would soon cum for the man. Negan laughed darkly.
“I can tell, you dirty little slut.” He degraded and he slipped his fourth
finger in easily, still stroking the prostate. “Tell me you want it and I'll
give it to you. Tell me Daryl, what is it you want?” He asked as he rubbed the
prostate harder and stroked him faster, making Daryl whine and whimper with
need, desire and lust. He could feel Daryl's hips bucking against the fingers
inside him. “More…” Daryl whispered as he arched into it. “What was that?”
Negan asked as he continued his current actions. “You're going to have to talk
a bit louder, all the gunfire of late has been hell on my hearing.” It was a
lie of course and Daryl knew it was, but he would make Daryl say it louder. He
rubbed the prostate more vigorously as he stroked and jerked him. “Say it!” He
ordered and this time Daryl responded. “Oh fuck! More!” Daryl practically
begged for it as his hips pressed back against the fingers inside him, moving
in time with them trying to bring him to his climax. “Please.” He added for
effect, but Negan wasn't finished. “Please what?! Ask properly and I might give
it to you!”
God this was torture. And Daryl had to bite his lip to keep from telling the
man to fuck him right then And there. He moaned and arched into the touches.
“Please, Sir. I need more!” He said as he pressed against the fingers, riding
them with full lust now. “Please.” He gasped as he felt Negan's thumb now enter
him and he let out a loud moan as he bucked his hips into it. “Oh fucking hell,
yes!” He said as he rocked against it. He felt the fingers curl up inside him
only to open again and rub and caress places that lit his whole body ablaze.
Negan laughed as he fisted Daryl hard, maneuvering the man so that he would be
riding Negan's knee as he did so. And Daryl did exactly that. Humping himself
against the knee between his legs as he rode out his climax. He was about to
spill his seed and he began moving more desperately. “Please...let me cum.” He
begged softly as he was driven mad with need. “No one said you couldn't.” Negan
said laughing at the man's submission. “In fact, I want you too! Cum on my leg
Daryl, like the filthy dog you are!” Daryl moaned and rode it out, humping hard
and fast, his body begging for release. He just couldn't seem to reach it and
it was driving him crazy. “That's it! That's it boy! Show me what kind of lusty
dog you really are!” Negan said in pure joy as he continued fisting Daryl, but
always able to press a certain muscle that held back Daryl's release.
Daryl whined in need and pleasure as he continued giving Negan exactly what he
was obviously wanting, humping him furiously. “Please.” He begged almost
sobbing. “Fuck I need to...please…” He couldn't stop it seemed as he humped
harder and faster always being stopped at the last second. Sweat started to
form on his body as he continued on in this manner. It was obvious Negan was
enjoying this as he laughed at the man's desperation. “Cum boy!” Negan ordered
and spread his fingers open striking the prostate from different areas he
laughed cruelly then asked the question as Daryl unraveled completely and with
a loud cry came hard. “Who are you?” “Negan!” Daryl moaned out the name before
he could stop himself. “I am… Negan.”
***** Checking Supplies *****
Chapter Summary
     Daryl is introduced to the supplies shed and learns how the supplies
     are set up.
Daryl stilled as the massive orgasm slowly diminished, he was panting hard now.
He closed his eyes and hung his head in shame. He arched his back a bit as he
felt Negan's free hand gently rubbing his back, while the hand that was still
inside him almost playfully teased him. “From now on, every morning before we
get started you will hump my leg like the filthy dog you are until you cum.
Then we can start the day. As long as you continue to behave, you set with me,
in the lap of luxury! If you disobey, you get a date with Lucille and the cell
until you are ready to behave again, are we clear?” The request seemed simple
enough, but even the now slowly recovering Daryl knew it would be far from
simple to carry out this man’s orders. Still, Daryl nodded and spoke in a soft
but rather gruff manner. “Yes sir.” He said and Negan grinned.
“That's Negan's good boy!” He praised and kissed at Daryl's neck as he slowly
pulled his hand out of Daryl's ass, noting the shudder and soft moan his kiss
had brought out of the other man. “Now, how about you set right down here on
the floor like a good little doggie, and Master Negan will get you some of his
best clothing! And care for these love bites Lucille gave you.” He was gentle
as he moved Daryl to the floor and stood. Daryl set gently, down on the floor
and watched every move Negan made. He couldn't believe that in one day and with
one, quite simple act, he'd been made to completely submit to the man.
Soon, Negan returned with some warm water, soap, bandages, and a very nice
outfit. He set in the chair and started to gently clean the wounds in Daryl’s
back. “Easy…” He said softly and pressed a kiss to Daryl's neck to distract him
from the pain. Daryl winced and groaned as the warm water stung the injuries.
He bit his lip, refusing to cry out. He hadn't cried out from any pain the
whole time and he sure as hell wasn't about to start now. This, stung it didn't
hurt. He shifted a bit and grunted some as Negan worked on cleaning the wounds
then applying a thick salve to them before bandaging it. “Thank you, Sir.” He
said softly when Negan was finished. “You're welcome my pet.” Negan said. “I'll
take care of you Daryl, turn around here.” Daryl obeyed and gently nuzzled
against Negan's leg. Negan smiled gently and reached down and petted Daryl's
head, scratching it gently. “Let's get you dressed.” Negan said as he stood and
helped Daryl to his feet, he loved the way the other man, so strong willed had
instantly submitted the moment he'd been allowed to cum. Carefully, being
cautious of the bandages on Daryl's back, Negan started to help Daryl dress. He
smiled when finished, the clothes fit perfectly. “Now you look more like one of
us!” He pulled Daryl into a brief kiss to which Daryl kissed back without
question. “Good boy!” Negan praised. “Come with me.” He went to the door and
held it open, Daryl slipping out and following him.
Negan smiled gently. “First things first.” He said gently. “We need to look
over our supplies and make a list of what we need. Then, if you would like to
and will stay with me, I might even let you come with us on a supply run later
today, would you like that?” He asked with a smile. Daryl nodded. “Yes sir.” He
said softly. As bad as it was, all he wanted was to feel those lips against his
neck again and if cooperating with Negan meant he could possibly receive that
as a reward, it would be worth it.
“If I may, sir.” Daryl said as they walked past a sort of dog run that held
several walkers. “Yes?” Negan asked curiously. “I suggest we make the supply
run as early as possible. Rick and the team will get there about ten in an
attempt to beat you to the best stuff.” Negan smiled a bit. “Interesting.” He
said nodding. “And you're plan?” “To show you where some of the best stuff is.”
Daryl said softly. Negan smiled and kissed Daryl's neck. “Good boy.” Daryl let
out a soft moan, he was quite quickly becoming addicted to those kisses to his
neck, mostly for the simple reason that Negan knew exactly where to kiss for
maximum effect. “Like that did you?” Negan asked softly and kissed his neck
again, right behind the ear. A pleasant shudder rippled through Daryl's body
and he moaned again. “Y-yes Sir.” “Good, very good!” Negan whispered and
repeated the action making Daryl moan slightly louder.
“Maybe after we get done with these supplies and go on our run, we can come
back…” He kissed again and Daryl moaned. “And I can make you feel good, a
reward so to say…” He kissed again and with the moan that came out he could
tell he was arousing Daryl again. “For good behavior.” He nipped at the skin
and Daryl shuddered and moaned. “Oh yes. Yes Sir. I’d like that, very much.” “I
thought you might.” Negan said chuckling as they stopped at a building.
“This,” Negan said gently, opening the door of the building. “Is where we keep
our supplies. Everything is sectioned out. Clothing to the far left, food in
the refrigerators and freezers there along the back wall, medical supplies and
feminine products… Because we do have a few ladies around... over here to the
right wall, firearms and weapons along the far right corner. And right here in
the middle, is where we unload and then everything is tallied up and sorted out
in their proper place. Think you can handle that? My right hand, Dwight and I
will help you the first few times, but it's fairly simple.” Daryl nodded,
though he felt a strange pang in his chest as Negan mentioned his right hand.
“D!” Negan called to a skinny man over by the firearms, and Daryl watched as he
set down the rifle he was inspecting and came over, it was the same guy as
before, the one that had fed him, and Daryl growled a bit. “Easy boy!” Negan
said gently as he leaned in and kissed Daryl's neck, behind his ear and Daryl
shuddered, and with a small moan, fell silent. “Little bitch does take orders!”
Dwight said with a smirk that made Daryl growl again. Negan gently lay a hand
to the back of Daryl's neck, as if trying to calm him. “That'll be enough D!”
He said sharply and flashed the sinister bat in front of the man's face,
stilling him instantly. “How's the inventory coming?” Negan asked to ease
tension. “Well sir.” Dwight answered gently. “We definitely need to stock up on
more food, might I suggest some more dog food? Little Daryl here seemed to
enjoy that this morning!” Daryl growled and made a move toward Dwight angry,
but Negan stopped him by flashing the bat in front of Daryl's face before
clipping Dwight in the shoulder with it. “I said that will fucking be enough!
One more fucking outburst and those fucking walkers get a snack!” He was
pointing toward the dog run with the bat.
This angered response from Negan elicited very different reactions between the
other two men. Dwight yelled out in pain and gripped his now bleeding shoulder
and Daryl had shuddered, biting back a moan. Negan was quite sexy when angered.
“Oh straighten the fuck up D!” Negan growled. “If my Daryl can handle two
rather hard hits in the back and not cry out, you can surely handle that!” HIS
Daryl… Was that what Negan had said? Dwight glared at Daryl. In his mind, he
was the only right hand for Negan. Daryl smirked, but didn't speak, he knew
better. “So, more food, seems logical seeing as there is another mouth to feed…
What else?” Negan asked as if nothing had happened.
With one last glare at Daryl, Dwight spoke. “We need toiletries, medical
supplies, and it probably wouldn't hurt to get a few extra weapons, just for
safety reasons, and we're definitely going to need more clothing.” Negan nodded
gently. “Very good! What's the time?” “8:30 sir.” Dwight answered checking his
watch. “And I have a supply run scheduled for noon today.” “Cancel it!” Negan
said and smiled at Daryl. “Sir?” Dwight said puzzled. “We leave in 30 minutes!”
Negan said taking Daryl's words into account. He looked to Daryl. “Think an
hour will give us enough time?” Daryl nodded. “If we all work together to get
what is needed, yes sir.” He said softly.
Daryl was well aware of several things in that moment, he was willingly helping
Negan and betraying his friends, Dwight was glaring as if he could kill Daryl
and then light touch of Negan's finger against Daryl's spine made him shudder
and arch a bit. “Very good!” Negan said nodding. “Let's get ready to move out!
Daryl, come with me!” He led Daryl out of the supply building. “Sorry about
him!” He said gently and kissed Daryl's neck making Daryl moan softly. “It's
okay Sir.” Daryl said softly. “I can handle him if I must.”
Negan smiled and led Daryl to his office, then pinned him against the closed
door and kissed him roughly, one hand holding Daryl’s arms over his head, the
other traveling down to rub him firmly. Daryl let out a surprised gasp and
couldn't stop the moans that shot out of his mouth as he instantly kissed back.
His hips pressing against the hand, his cock pulsing inside his pants. “Oh
fuck!” He said as his need and desire grew. “Don't think I didn't notice!”
Negan said as he kissed along Daryl's neck. “I fucking turn you on!” Daryl
nodded, whimpering when the hand rubbing him moved away. “Yes! Yes sir… You
do!” He said softly. He shuddered feeling Negan undo the pants and slide them
down part way. He watched as Negan lowered in front of him and his heart raced
as those warm, soft lips neared his cock, he saw the tongue dart out and his
body lit on fire as Negan licked at his cock head slit. Moaning loudly, Daryl
gave a sharp buck with his hips and Negan repeated the action. The man may no
longer be holding him against the door, but Daryl hadn't moved his arms, it was
more mental restraints than physical, Negan wanted him bound, pinned, helpless,
and he was. Another lick and Daryl's hips bucked sharply. Another lick, and
another and Daryl was moaning and shaking a bit.
Soon, the licks stopped and the lips and teeth began to nip and nibble. Daryl
gasped and moaned as his hips bucked, wanting more, needing more. “Please Sir.”
He whispered then gasped, moaned and shuddered when the lips wrapped around his
cock head and the mouth began to suck. “Oh… Oh yes… Yes… yes… That's… That
feels great!” He slowly lost more and more control as the lips took more of him
into the warm wet mouth. Daryl bucked his hips faster. “Oh! More! Please…”
Daryl shook and shuddered and moaned and arched as Negan gave him the best blow
job he’d ever had before. Soon, his groin and balls started to tighten. He was
about to cum. “I need to…oh fucking hell… I need to cum…” He said softly and
Negan suddenly had every bit of him into his mouth. Negan reached up with one
hand to squeeze Daryl's balls, hard. Daryl let out a cry of nothing short of
pure pleasure as his balls emptied out into Negan mouth. He dropped to his
knees and panted heavily. “That,” he said between pants. “Was fucking awesome!”
He watched as Negan swallowed everything he'd put forth and then he felt
himself laid back and Negan cleaning him up. “You did good out there my Daryl!”
Negan said softly. There it was again, MY Daryl… “I couldn't help but want to
reward you. Keep it up and tonight… you get a lot better of a reward.” Daryl
nodded. “Yes sir!” He said almost eagerly.
***** Ultimate Betrayal *****
Chapter Summary
     Daryl has to choose, and it could mean the ultimate betrayal of his
     friends.
Chapter Notes
     This chapter has a small amount of consensual underage sex. If that
     is something that bothers you, you might want to avoid that part of
     this chapter.
If fucking Negan was the worst he had to deal with, Daryl was pretty sure he
could do anything he was asked. “Thank you sir.” Daryl added softly. “You're
welcome!” Negan said with a gentle smile and kissed him. “You ready?” “Yes
sir!” Daryl said nodding his head. Yes, he was ready… But would he be when he
got to the storage buildings in town? His friendships and his new loyalty to
Negan were about to be tested. He frowned when they stopped outside one of the
storage buildings, something wasn't right. “Hold up!” He called as if he were
the one in charge, and as long as he remained with Negan, he sort of was. He
stepped up next to Negan. “Something isn't right… They're here. They came
early.” “Are you sure?” Asked Negan with a frown then he let out a soft gasp as
a rifle barrel pressed to his back. “Keep your gun on him! First one to make a
move gets your boss blown away!” It was Rick from somewhere in the shadows.
“Thought he might force you to bring him early so we came out to meet you!
Daryl, come on! It's over!” Daryl didn't move. He was torn. Negan had done
things to him, made him feel things no other had. Things he'd begged and
pleaded Rick to do, and had been turned away. “Daryl…” Rick said again. “Come
on, we got your back. There's no way he'll hurt you, because the moment he
tries he's a dead man! Come back home and we'll get that filthy Saviors outfit
off you and get you back into your own stuff.”
Daryl glanced at Negan who stood there looking at him. “You have the freedom to
go if you want.” Negan told him. After a moment, Daryl moves, got into the van,
grabbed Lucille and lowered it in front of Carl's face. “Move...the gun Carl.
Do not make me tell you twice!” Carl did indeed lower the gun and stepped away,
closer to his dad, frowning. Negan smiled gently and nodded at Daryl
approvingly, then he spoke. “You sure this is the choice you want Daryl? The
moment you make it, there's no turning back! You have a free chance, no
repercussions, you are free to walk away. Just remember this…” He leaned in and
pressed a kiss to Daryl's neck making Daryl close his eyes and let out a soft
moan. Rick sighed. He knew Daryl was very much into other men. After all, he
and Abraham had slept together a few times, not to mention the countless times
Daryl had tried to start a relationship with him. He knew Daryl was lost to
them now. “You choose to return to them, you can't get that or anything that
goes with it.” Negan finished and Daryl nodded, his mind made up. “Spencer and
Dwight, go separate shit. Half it! If there's extra, we get it! The rest of
you! Search the other buildings!” And that's what they did, all afraid to
challenge Daryl's authority. Daryl was Negan's lover and in their eyes, that
made him as much in charge as Negan himself was. To the Saviors, Daryl was to
be respected, just as much as Negan.
Negan nodded and smiled, kissing Daryl's neck again. “Good plan!” He whispered.
“I knew I was doing the right thing.” He waited and watched as Dwight and
Spencer returned. “Rick,” Daryl said after they had returned. “You and Simon go
and get our stuff and start loading it into the vans.” Daryl watched as they
did as told, Rick doing so with a glare to Negan then to Daryl. “I can't
believe you gave into them.” He said to Daryl with a growl. “The Daryl I know,
wouldn't have.” “The Daryl you know has been given the one thing he's asked,
almost pleaded you for almost since the start of this shit.” Daryl said gently.
“Now, go do what I told you to do or Lucille might get angry!” Rick growled but
left to do what Daryl had said. While Rick was preoccupied, Dwight stepped over
to Carl. “Anyone ever tell you you're a very sexy kid?” He asked before
slamming Carl against the van and kissing him roughly. He laughed as the near
15 year old struggled to get away. “No… Please.” Carl said in fear. Daryl's
head jerked in Carl’s direction and he growled. “Dwight! Just what in the
actual fuck do you think you're doing?” He asked as Carl looked to him
pleadingly. Dwight moved away from Carl and growled. “Was just going to have a
little fun with him.” He said scathingly. “Not like that you won’t!” Daryl
snapped. “Try that shit again, and you will sorely wish you hadn’t!” Negan
looked at Dwight with a glare. “Recite your rules D!” He said sharply.
Dwight sighed and glared at Daryl. “Saviors never harm or abuse women, Saviors
never harm or abuse children, Saviors… Saviors never rape, Saviors never lie!
Those who are pregnant are strictly off limits.” Negan nodded once. “Try shit
like that again and I’ll let Daryl bash your skull in! Now, go help them load
our shit!” As soon as Dwight had went to do as told, Daryl went over to Carl.
“You okay?” He asked gently and Carl sniffed a bit and nodded. “Yeah, I think
so.” Daryl nodded gently. “Good. You understand why I’m doing this don’t you
Carl?” Carl frowned a bit. “Not really.” He said gently. “Why are you doing
it?” Daryl sighed a bit. “Because, Negan’s given me something I’ve…” He sighed
softly. “Something I lost not long ago, a lover. Only ever had one person I
loved truly that knew… just knew how I wanted or needed it… and… Governor took
that from me. But Negan… he knows. Just like my old lover did, he knows what I
need, how I need it and when.” Negan smirked and gently bit on Daryl’s neck, to
which Daryl tilted his head and let out a soft moan. “And I know how to give
him the best pleasure in the quickest ways. Don’t I my Daryl?” He told Carl as
he slipped a hand into Daryl’s pants and started rubbing him firmly, making
Daryl arch and moan. “Yes.” He whispered. “And how much pressure to apply
where.” As he said it, Negan gripped Daryl’s cock tight right near the base
then gave him a firm stroke down to the head, twisting his wrist sharply
causing Daryl to arch against him, gasp and moan loudly. “Oh… yes… oh yes…”
Carl was watching, intrigued at Daryl’s reactions, did it honestly feel that
good? He bit his lip as each of Daryl’s loud moans seemed to shoot electricity
into his own cock. Yes, it made him feel a bit uncomfortable, but at the same
time, it was very arousing.
Daryl let out loud gasps and moans as Negan jerked him off. “You want to try
kid?” Negan asked, smirking. Carl bit his lip. “I… I don’t know…” He said
gently. Daryl smiled gently. “Go ahead Carl, you gotta learn sometime.” He said
as Negan motioned the teen over and watched Carl slowly and hesitantly slip his
hand into Daryl’s pants. Negan took Carl’s hand and rubbed it down along
Daryl’s length and over the head, letting him feel it and feel Daryl’s arching
from it. Negan used his own hand to wrap Carl’s fingers around Daryl’s cock
base. “Now, grip it tight, you won’t hurt him, give him a stroke down to the
tip, once you hit the head, jerk your wrist sharply. Do not let your grip
loosen.” Carl nodded and did just as he was instructed, thought letting a
couple fingers graze Daryl’s slit at the same time he jerked his wrist. Daryl’s
eyes widened and he arched with a loud cry. “Oh… fucking hell!” He shuddered
hard. “Damn kid, you catch on quick.” Negan laughed. “Do it again. Only
backwards this time, up to the base and jerk your wrist.” He instructed and
Carl did as told making Daryl gasp, arch and cry out again, this time his hips
bucking with the action. “Oh… oh fuck… Carl… fucking hell…” Negan chuckled at
him, slipped his own hand in and took a hard, almost painful grip on Daryl’s
balls. “Again, down this time.” He told Carl and at the same time Carl did it,
he gave Daryl’s balls a hard jerk. Daryl jerked his hips and cried out as he
came hard without warning.
Carl frowned and slowly removed his hand. “What just happened?” He asked seeing
the whitish liquid on his hand. “You just made him cum.” Negan said gently. He
moved to clean Carl’s hand with his tongue. “Hmm. You taste damn good Daryl.”
He praised, he’d left some on Carl’s hand knowing the teen’s curiosity would
raise and he would just have to taste, and that the teen did, bringing his hand
to his face, he sniffed at it a bit then took an exploratory lick. “It’s…
bitter… salty… but…” Carl took another lick. “Good…” He was aware of how
aroused he suddenly was. How had that happened? “Hmm.” Negan said almost
teasingly to Carl, noting the bulge in Carl’s pants that had formed. “Seems
your a little aroused there Carl. Tell you what, I can make sure he doesn’t
hurt you, and he does seem to want you. Why don’t you let D show you how much
pleasure you can feel?” He said softly. “D!” He said with a wink to Dwight as
the man with the half scarred face stepped over. Dwight smirked as he realized
just what Negan had done, used Daryl against Carl, got the teen boy aroused.
After all, Negan was a firm believer in the saying that it wasn’t rape if you
wanted it. “Just, stand there and let me do the work.” Dwight said gently,
pressing a kiss to Carl’s neck as he slipped a hand into Carl’s pants, this
time however, Carl did not resist him. Dwight smiled. “Damn kid… you’re what?
15? You are very well hung for a teenager!” He exclaimed, running a finger down
Carl’s length. Carl shuddered a bit, that felt good. Dwight chuckled and
brushed a finger against Carl’s slit.
Carl’s good eye closed and he let out a surprised, unexpected moan as a bolt of
hot pleasure shot through his body like lightning. Dwight repeated the process
a few more times, to which Carl merely responded by moaning and shuddering.
“That… that feels good.” Carl whispered. “It’s supposed to.” Dwight told him as
he slowly curled his fingers around the base of Carl’s cock. Carl swallowed
hard, not in fear but in anticipation as he felt the hand slowly travel down
his length pausing at the head and then he gasped and jumped slightly, his eye
widening as his hips bucked forward without his permission. “Oh fuck…” He
whispered. “What the hell?” “Did that feel good or something?” Dwight asked
softly and slowly made his way up Carl’s cock again then back down to jerk his
wrist at the head once more. Carl arched against him letting out a loud moan as
Dwight’s fingers brushed his slit at the same time. Bolts of electricity were
surging through Carl’s body now. “Oh… y-yes…” Carl whispered to his question.
Dwight continued the action making Carl practically roll his hips into the
stroking. The teen’s moans and gasps filled the air at each renewed jerk of the
wrist. “Oh...That… oh shit… feels so good. Is… is it supposed to?” He asked
softly and Dwight nodded. “Yes it’s supposed to.”
Negan chuckled and kissed Daryl’s neck. “And that’s all it takes my Daryl, to
bend anyone to your will.” He said gently as Carl became more and more aroused.
“D… take him into the RV… Show him a good time.” Dwight looked to Carl. “What
do you think?” He asked, if Carl agreed, if he said he wanted it, it could
never come back as rape. “Y-yes…” Carl whispered. “Please.” Dwight nodded and
ushered Carl into the RV, he stripped them both and ducked his head, taking
Carl into his mouth. Carl let out a loud gasping moan. “Oh… yes…” Daryl could
hear Carl’s surprised gasping moan from where he stood and he chuckled. “It’s
not rape if he wants it my Daryl. And that boy definitely wants it.” Negan
reassured his lover, and Daryl nodded, right now, he would agree with just
about anything Negan told him. He smirked a bit when Carl let out a sound of
pain followed by pleasure and knew that Dwight had entered him. Daryl bit his
lip, natural instinct told him to stop what was happening, on the other hand,
he knew Carl wasn’t really being hurt. He nuzzled against Negan’s neck gently.
Negan smiled, turning his head and pressing his lips to Daryl’s. “Mine!” He
said gently. “Yours.” Daryl responded. It wasn’t long until Daryl heard Carl’s
loud gasping moan and an “Oh fuck!” Negan smirked as Rick came back over just
in time to hear it. “What’s going on?” He asked looking between Daryl and
Negan. “The boy had a little… problem.” Negan told Rick with a small smirk.
“D’s just sort of… helping him.” “Helping him?” Rick asked looking angry, it
wasn’t hard for him to tell what was going on in the RV. “He had to Rick.”
Daryl said gently. “A problem like what Carl had, if left alone will get
horribly painful and Carl shouldn’t have to experience that.”
“Oh, Dwight…” Carl’s moan was heard as he neared his climax. “Let it happen
kid.” Dwight responded. “Don’t try to hold it in.” Rick growled. “How the fuck
could you let this happen!?” He snarled and slapped Daryl. “He’s not being hurt
Rick!” Daryl snapped at him. “Dwight’s being gentle… or he best be! Hell,
Carl’s little problem could be noticed a mile off. He was so highly aroused… if
something wasn’t done… He’s a man now Rick.” “He’s fucking 15!” Rick snarled.
“And he’s quite old enough to have sex!” Daryl countered. “Not my son!” Rick
said angrily. “But he is Rick.” Negan said nodding. “No one forced him. I don’t
believe in rape! I’ll murder the first one I catch doing it…. I’ll shut that
shit down real quick!” “He’s fine.” Daryl promised Rick gently. “Rick… even
though I’m with Negan… do you honestly think, I would allow something to happen
that would hurt Carl?” Daryl asked in a soft almost hurt voice. “Hell, I
practically helped raise him while you were gone… when they got to our group in
the beginning… it was just him, Lori, and Shane. Honestly, I just figured Shane
was his dad… all three were real fast at shutting me down on that. Who helped
you when the Claimers tried to rape him? Sure, they were beating the shit out
of me for a while but… who helped with that? Trust me, if I was going to let
him get hurt… it would have been then. I would have stopped you from killing
Joe, Dan… Hell…if I had wanted to see him hurt… I would have helped Dan rape
him that night!”
Negan went to speak, but Daryl held up a hand to silence him. “Rick, I’ve been
raped…” Daryl said. “More than once. Shit… must of fucked two dozen men, plus
my dad and Merle by the time I was Carl’s age when we first met! That’s not
counting how many up to the time I was old enough to get the hell out of there.
Gang bangers, general thugs, druggies, alcoholics, hell… even the fucking cops
got involved! Yes Rick! I said cops! Now maybe you understand why Merle and I
were so iffy and distant about you and Shane. What was to say you wouldn’t do
the same? Then… I find out you fucking handcuffed my brother to a steel pipe…
how was I to know you didn’t rape him? The only way I knew you didn’t? Because
the others would have killed you if you had even tried it. If you don’t believe
me, ask Carl when he comes out.” “I will!” Rick said with a curt nod. “Trust
me, I will! And if he’s been hurt at all… I’m taking it out on you!”
It was about another five minutes until Carl and Dwight exited the RV. Both
were sweaty but both were fully clothed. “Carl?” Rick asked going to him and
shoving Dwight away. “I’m okay dad.” Carl said gently. “He didn’t hurt me. I… I
wanted it dad. Please, understand. I’m a teenager now, and… sometimes my
teenage hormones are going to do that.”
“I don’t like it Carl… he’s way older than you and…”
“And more experienced, dad. He knew how to distract me so that even when he
entered me, it didn’t really hurt. Maybe stung a bit… but… not hurt.”
Dwight sighed. “I’m going to level here.” He said and Rick looked at him. “I
was trying to force him, even knowing Negan would have killed me. He is one
fucking hot kid! Rick, if Daryl hadn’t stopped me, I would have thrown your son
in that RV, jerked his clothes off and just simply laid into him. But Daryl
stopped me, reminded me, that’s NOT how we do things. So, after a bit of...
talk and maybe some persuasion… Carl agreed that he did indeed WANT to have
sex… and he was highly aroused for whatever reason… so, he agreed, and Carl…
tell him if I’m lying…. He agreed to let ME be the one that, was his first. Am
I saying I want a relationship?” Dwight shrugged. “That’ll be up to your son.
He doesn’t have to go with us if he doesn’t want to. I won’t make him… he can
think on that. But the fact remains, we did have sex… he is a man now… treat
him like one!” Negan smiled gently and looked to Carl. “You think it over, if
you decide you WANT to come to the Sanctuary to be with D, come on over, you’ll
have free passage. Just put your radio to our frequency and let us know you’re
coming.” Carl looked at his dad then Dwight, Daryl, then Negan. “I’ll… I’ll
have to think on that.” He said gently. “I don’t want to leave my dad…” “You
don’t have to.” Dwight said gently and moved to nuzzle Carl’s neck and place a
gentle kiss to it. “Just think on it for now… I’m sure we can figure out
something!” Carl nodded, though he let out a soft moan from the kiss to his
neck. “I will!” He promised.
As soon as everything was put in the vans, Negan smiled gently and kissed
Daryl’s neck. “Alright Saviors! Head out!” He called and one by one the vans
started leaving, heading back to the Sanctuary. Dwight looked to Carl. “You
remember what I told you… I really do kind of like you! See you around Carl!”
Carl smiled and nodded. “See you D!” He said gently and reached up to kiss him
gently before going to get into the truck and wait for his dad. “Talk to your
son Rick.” Negan said as he held Daryl to him. “He loves you… He’s scared but
he’s not showing it. He needs you. And, he needs something to put hope into.
And a relationship… no matter who it’s with or what the age difference is…
Rick, the old laws are gone now. Not a one of us, not even me, knows if we’re
going to live past today.” Rick sighed as he listened to Negan. Suddenly, the
man seemed almost… normal. He looked back at the truck where his son sat then
at Dwight who was now setting in the driver’s side of the RV. “I’ll talk with
him. If he wants to pursue a relationship, I’ll have him radio Dwight… If
Dwight also wishes to pursue a relationship… then I want it clear, Dwight will
be allowed in Alexandria any time he wants… Carl will be allowed over to the
Sanctuary any time he wants… they will have free reign to come and go to the
other’s community as they please…” Dwight nodded, hearing this. “Sounds fair.”
He agreed. Daryl smiled at Negan. “Just go with it love, please? For Carl and
Dwight.” Negan looked to Dwight and then to Carl and nodded. “Fair enough!
We’ll see you in about a week Rick.” Rick nodded once. “One week! I’ll make
sure he has an answer by then.” “You do that!” Negan said before ushering Daryl
into the RV.
Carl watched his dad come to the truck after speaking with Michonne, then
looked to him when he got into the truck and rubbed his face. “Dad…” “You swear
to me that he did not force you?” Rick asked and Carl shook his head. “He
didn’t dad. I… I kind of like him! He’s not like the others… Dwight’s really a
nice guy. And I did want it… well… I mean… um…” Carl blushed. “Neg-Negan was…
um… kissing and touching Daryl and… Daryl was… getting aroused… and… well… I
don’t know, my hormones kicked in… I wanted to know what it was like…” Rick
sighed and nodded. “Okay. I’ll accept that. Come on son… let’s get home. You
need a shower after that.” Carl chuckled. “That would be good!” He agreed as
they headed home.
***** Bitch Is Bred *****
Chapter Summary
     Daryl has to let off some steam, and Negan is the perfect candidate
     to help him do just that!
Chapter Notes
     WARNING!!!!!!!! WARNING!!!!!!!! WARNING!!!!!!!!
     Heavy D/s tones in this chapter and very inappropriate use of barbed
     wire. Also, a tiny bit of blood is spilled from very sensitive
     places!
     YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!
     DON'T SAY I DIDN'T WARN YOU!!!!!
Daryl was quiet for some time as he rode in the RV with Negan. He couldn’t help
the pain he felt in his chest as he thought of the look in Rick’s eyes. It had
been a look of pure hate, something he’d never ever seen in the man that was
like his brother, not toward him at least. And honestly, it hurt. He sighed and
rested his head against the back of the couch that was set in the RV. He didn’t
even acknowledge Negan when he came over to set beside Daryl. “It was for the
best you know.” “How?” Daryl asked looking at him. “How can you say that? Rick
hates me now. You know, it really was rape. Carl wouldn’t have wanted it if you
hadn’t gotten me all riled up in the first place. And, he’s 15 like Rick said.
That’s called rape no matter what.” “The old laws no longer apply.” Negan said
in a smooth calm voice. “And, he did admit to wanting it. It’s not rape when
you want it Daryl. And that boy damn sure wanted it!”
“Yeah…” Daryl said shortly. “Whatever. The fact still remains that he wouldn’t
have.” “But he did!” Negan said almost sharply. “Didn’t you see that look Rick
gave me?” Daryl asked looking at Negan with a frown. “He looked at me like he
wanted to rip my heart out, or my throat, and trust me when I say, he’s done
that before.” Negan frowned a bit. “What do you mean he’s done it before?” He
asked and Daryl sighed. “About a year ago.” Daryl started the story. “We were
all staying in a prison. There was this guy called The Governor. He blew up the
prison, we lost some good people. A lot of us all got separated. I fell in with
this one group calling themselves the Claimers. Seemed like an okay bunch, at
first.” He sighed. “Yeah… I quickly found out that, wasn’t the case. They only
had a few rules. If you want something, take it just make sure you called
“Claimed.” If someone tries to take it from you after calling Claimed, you have
the right to beat them to death. If you lie… you get beat to death.”
Daryl paused a moment. “There had been seven of them. Only six when I met them.
One had been killed, strangled to death by some guy, the Claimers didn’t know
who he was. Well, another one decided to try to frame me and lied about it. The
leader, Joe, knew he was lying and ordered the others to beat him to death.
‘Teach him all the way’ he called it. So that left five of them, and me. One of
them, I think it was… Tony maybe? Not really sure now, came up one day saying
he’d found the man that had strangled the other. We went after him.” Daryl fell
silent and shook his head. It was a few moments before he spoke again. “It was
Rick, Michonne… Carl. Joe was going to Kill Rick. I stepped in, told them no…
that Rick was actually a good guy. Joe deemed that to be a lie. Two of the
others started beating me, not like I’ve never been beat before. One…” He
paused again. This part was difficult to explain. “I’m not sure the full
details, I was pretty much trying to fight for my life. But, Joe had Rick at
gunpoint. Tony I think it was, had Michonne the same way… Dan… he was a
heavyset guy, like Fat Joey with no hair and not as nice looking… he uh. He
pulled Carl out of the car he’d been sleeping in… threw him to the ground and…
tried to rape him.”
Negan listened intently, and growled. He hated rape above any and all things.
“I hope to fuck that Rick killed them!” He said shortly. “He did.” Daryl said
nodding. He chuckled. “At one point, Rick headbutted Joe and they had a fight…
Joe got Rick in a bear hug. Not sure what he said to him but the next thing we
all know, Rick’s biting into Joe’s neck and tears his throat out. That makes
everyone stop. Gave me the chance to get the upper hand of the two beating me,
I killed them. Michonne killed Tony with his own gun… Dan…” Daryl laughed now.
“You would have thought the world had ended again. He stopped, got off Carl and
backed away, begging Rick to spare him.” “I hope he didn’t!” Negan said with a
snarl. “Nope.” Daryl answered shaking his head. “Stabbed him in the belly,
here.” He showed Negan where by placing a finger to Negan’s lower abdomen.
“Then sliced him wide open from here all the way up to his chin.” As he spoke
this, Daryl slid his finger up Negan’s stomach and chest, causing Negan to
shudder.
“Today,” Daryl said after finishing his story. “Rick looked at me with that
very same look that he’d given Joe and Dan. He wanted me dead. And I really
believe, if you hadn’t been there… he might well have killed me. He’s never
looked at me like that before. It hurt. To know he thought I would actually let
Carl be hurt… I would have stopped Dwight if I thought he was actually going to
hurt Carl. And to think that Rick thought I would let him get hurt…” Negan
could tell Daryl was working himself up so he roughly grabbed him by the hair,
jerked his head back and began biting and kissing on Daryl’s neck. Daryl arched
and let out a moan. Negan just had a way with him, a way to draw his focus away
from what was going on. “N-Negan… fuck…” “I think it’s high time you stop
talking and put that filthy mouth of yours to better use!”
Daryl’s heart was already racing. He knew what was about to happen, and he also
knew he didn’t want to stop it, but he would play his part in this little game
of Negan’s. “Where do you want it Sir?” He asked softly, his pants already
starting to grow tighter. “That’s a better bitch!” Negan said and Daryl growled
softly. That was one name he didn’t like. ‘I am no one’s…” “You and I both know
you’re my bitch Daryl!” Negan countered quickly. “You can’t deny it. Everyone
knows we fuck now. You can’t back out of it. Now, put that pretty little mouth
on my neck.” Daryl nodded and as Negan let his hair go, he began gently kissing
Negan’s neck. Negan smiled and hummed softly. “That’s it Daryl. Straddle me!”
Daryl did, not once stopping his kissing Negan’s neck.
Negan chuckled and without warning, he bucked his hips upward. Daryl let out a
small whine of pleasure and pressed his hips downward against Negan’s hips and
started giving him a sort of lap dance. Negan moaned softly. “That’s it my
Daryl.” Daryl couldn’t help but moan as he started grinding his hips against
Negan, their clothed cock’s rubbing against each other, causing waves of
pleasure to shoot through Daryl’s body. He let out a moan. Negan chuckled and
locked his arms around Daryl’s waist, holding him in place before bucking his
hips again. Daryl moaned louder and ground down on him harder. “Negan… god…
fuck…” “That’s it Daryl.” Negan encouraged him. “Show me what you got!” He
bucked his hips up against Daryl several times and Daryl could feel how hard
Negan was getting. “Negan… fuck yes…” Daryl moaned and continued his lapdance,
getting more and more desperate as he too started to arouse heavily. Negan
moaned softly but held his own composure. He just loved the way Daryl fell
apart for him. He smirked a bit as he lowered a hand and undone Daryl’s belt,
then his pants button and zipper before plunging his hand into Daryl’s
underwear and gripping him hard.Daryl arched against him. “Fuck… fuck… Negan…
oh….”
‘That’s it bitch!” Negan snarled at him as he started to roughly stroke him.
“Moan for me!” He gave Daryl a sharp jerk and Daryl let out a loud moan.
“Fuck!” Negan chuckled at Daryl’s response. He moved and lay Daryl on the
couch, jerking Daryl’s pants off him. “I think this needs a new accessory!” He
said almost coldly as he squeezed Daryl’s cock tightly. Daryl winced a bit. “W-
what do you… h-have in mind?” He asked in a soft manner. Negan chuckled darkly
and moved away back to the back of the RV. “Gonna wish you hadn’t asked that!”
Dwight said from the front of the RV where he was driving it. Daryl looked at
him. “Why?” He asked gently. “You’ll find out!” Dwight said gently. “You belong
to him, he owns you… he’ll do to you what he wants to do to you now, and you
won’t have a say in it.”
Daryl frowned, trying to figure out what Dwight was talking about as Negan
returned with a pair of gloves and something in a box. “Now, I’ll need you to
lay very still my Daryl. And I’m going to need to get you very hard.” Daryl
nodded and waited to see what Negan was going to do to him. He arched when
Negan suddenly wrapped his lips around him, and he let out a loud moan as Negan
started to suck him hard. “Oh… fuck… Negan… yes… please yes…” Daryl cursed and
his hips bucked a bit and he whimpered when Negan pulled back. He was panting
heavily. “Please…” He whispered the word in his need for release. “Boss… is it
really necessary?” Dwight asked softly as though he may have known what Negan
was about to do. “Yes D! Now, just shut up and drive!” Negan said as he pulled
the gloves on and opened the box.
Daryl watched Negan pull out a decent length of barbed wire and it clicked what
was about to happen. “No… no no no…” He said and started backing away but
stopped and winced when Negan gripped him hard and gave him several more
strokes before slowly and carefully starting to wrap the sharp barbs and metal
wire around his balls and cock, then between his balls and and his cock and
then started to wrap it around his hard throbbing member. Daryl gritted his
teeth and clenched his eyes groaning in pain. “Ow ow ow… fuck… ow… shit… stop…
ow… god… fuck… stop… that… ow…” The barbs cut into his sensitive flesh and
small beads of blood dripped from the tiny puncture wounds and scrapes from the
barbs. He panted heavily, tears stinging the corners of his eyes as Negan
wrapped the cruel metal wire around him all the way to the head and secured it
just under the head by twisting the metal around itself.
Dwight shook his head and sighed. He actually sort of felt sorry for Daryl.
“You understand of course that this can't be covered with your clothing, not
like that. It would end up hurting you too much and I can't have that! So,
you'll just have to wear your pants unzipped.” Negan told Daryl in a gentle
manner before kissing to tip of the head of Daryl's cock. He slowly, carefully
ran his tongue along the exposed areas of Daryl's length, taking care not to
hit the bards as he licked up the blood. “You are absolutely beautiful like
this.” He said in a dark gentle manner. “I'm gonna keep you like this for a
while I think! Now, on your knees!” Daryl moved and winced but after a few
tries, made it onto his knees on the couch, his hands resting on the arm of the
couch.
Negan smirked and nodded positioning himself behind Daryl. He bent his head and
licked at Daryl's entrance. Daryl arched his back and moaned from the
sensation. “Oh… Negan… Hmmm.” Negan smirked and circled his tongue around
Daryl's entrance, occasionally pressing against it then slipped a finger into
him. Daryl moaned softly and pressed against his fingers. “Negan… Oh…” “Yeah,
that's it boy!” Negan snarled and he began moving his finger in and out of
Daryl before slipping a second finger in him, then a third and hooking his
fingers against a specific set of nerves. Daryl gasped and arched letting out a
loud moan. “Fuck! Fuck!” He started moving his hips slowly. “Please… Negan,
please.” “Ask right!” Negan snarled and jerked his fingers deep into Daryl.
Daryl couldn’t help but arch and he moaned out loudly. “Oh, God Negan… Fucking
hell… Please Negan… Sir… Master… Please fuck me!” “Yeah, that's right baby…
fucking sing for me!” Negan said coldly as he lined up and shoved roughly into
Daryl's ass. “Ah fuck!” Daryl cried out, his back arching from the pained
pleasure. He panted heavily and winced as the barbs around his balls and dick
seemed to cut into his skin even worse. He groaned as Negan shoved in as deep
as he could. This was the first time he'd been entered by the man, and he had
to admit… Negan was fucking huge.
Daryl felt his ass stretch around Negan's hard throbbing cock. He whined and
whimpered as Negan pulled almost all the way out before shoving back into him
again, ripping out another pained cry. “Too much… Too much…” Daryl choked out.
It hurt bad. “No it's not!” Negan snarled and bit at the back of Daryl's neck.
He pulled out to where the bulbous head of his cock was just inside Daryl then
shoved into him once more, warranting another cry. “Stop… Please…” Daryl cried
as Negan repeated the action a fourth time, then a fifth. On the sixth shove
in, Negan struck Daryl's prostate and Daryl gasped and cried out in both pain
and pleasure. The barbs that circled his balls were scraping into his inner
thighs making him groan in pain as well. Negan loved the sounds of pleasure and
pain from Daryl’s lips and he chuckled before quickly pulling his fingers out
of him. Daryl whined in pained pleasure at this and panted a bit, trying to
adjust his hips so that the barbs wouldn’t cut into him any more. He didn’t
anticipate the smack to his left ass cheek and he let out a surprised moan, his
hips bucking in response.
Negan suddenly unloaded on Daryl, bucking and thrusting his hips hard and fast
into him. Daryl cried out in pained pleasure and let Negan have his way, his
own hips moving into the act which made him moan even louder. Ne-Neg….an…
oh...f-fuck… fuck…” He shook a bit as Negan growled playfully and rutted into
Daryl like a bitch in heat. Daryl moaned and gasped and arched at each thrust.
His hips moving to match Negan in a rhythm. He gasped and moaned as pleasure
mounted. “N-N-Negan...o-oh… f-f-f-fuck… N-Negan. Oh fuck…” Negan laughed at
Daryl as he plowed into him hard and fast, he was moaning softly now as well.
Inching closer to his own orgasm. He bucked and thrust his hips almost
violently into Daryl’s ass. “That’s… that’s right Daryl!” He encouraged as he
moved in and out of Daryl, he was breathing heavily with each hard violent
thrust. “I’m going to fucking breed you Daryl! I’m going to plant my child deep
inside you!” Of course, they were just words. He didn’t actually expect it to
happen. “Going to fill you up so full Daryl!”
There was just something about the way Negan was talking to him that made Daryl
even needier and he moaned loudly taking the other’s actions without complaint.
“F-fuck me Sir…” He said between gasps, moans, and pants. “F-fuck your bitch!”
Negan growled hearing the words and he gave three hard, deep, violent thrusts
and groaned deeply as his cock struck Daryl’s prostate, twitched and exploded
inside Daryl’s ass, filling him up. Daryl couldn’t help but arch and cry out in
pleasure as the attack to his prostate brought on a dry orgasm. And soon Daryl
slumped onto the couch, with Negan laying full weight on top of him. Both
panting hard. “Hot damn!” Negan said after he was able to catch his breath
somewhat. “That was the best sex I’ve ever fucking had!” He kissed Daryl’s neck
making the somewhat younger man moan softly.
Negan slowly and carefully pulled out of Daryl and cleaned the couch up then
moved to Daryl’s head. “Clean it!” He ordered and Daryl did not hesitate but
started licking Negan’s dick clean. He looked up at him. “Permission to speak
sir?” He asked in a submissive voice. “Granted.” Negan said with a nod. “That
was fucking amazing!” Daryl exclaimed and Negan gently rolled Daryl onto his
back, he licked up the fresh blood that trickled down along Daryl’s cock and
balls from the barbed wire. “There, all clean!” He said before he started to
dress and then helped Daryl get as dressed as possible. “We’re home boss.”
Dwight said in a soft manner. If anyone had looked into his face and eyes it
was evident that he was almost sickened by Negan and Daryl's’ performance.
Never would he have even thought of subjecting Carl to something like that, so
honestly, it was best Carl wasn’t there with them at the moment. He parked the
RV and was first to get out. He didn’t speak but went to his room inside the
Sanctuary, just wanting to be left alone.
Negan smiled at Daryl and kissed him before carefully helping Daryl to his
feet. “Be careful how you walk.” He cautioned Daryl and helped him off the RV.
Daryl was painfully aware that his dick was stuck straight out of his jeans,
the button was done up but the zipper had to be left open to provide room for
Daryl’s cock that was encased in the barbed wire. Negan chuckled and led Daryl
through the dining hall, ensuring as many of the Saviors as possible could see
Daryl and his bound cock. He got Daryl to the bedroom and pushed him down on
the bed, crawled in beside him and kissed him deeply. “I didn’t really hurt
you, did I my Daryl?” He asked and seemed genuinely concerned about this. “Not
too bad…” Daryl admitted. “It did hurt some, at first.” Negan nodded. “We’re
going to have to come up with a safe word.” He said gently. “Something to use
just in case.” “Lucille!” Daryl said quickly, he didn’t have to think about it.
“If I need you to stop, I’ll call out Lucille.” Negan appeared to think this
over. “That works perfectly my Daryl.” He said with a nod of his head then he
kissed Daryl. “I love you.” Daryl smiled. “I love you too!” He said gently and
curled up against Negan for a small nap. Neither man had any way of knowing
that soon, Daryl’s body would be undergoing many changes as he grew the baby
that Negan had indeed planted inside him. For now, he let his eyes close and he
sighed, nuzzling Negan as he drifted off into a calm relaxed sleep.
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