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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Mother_2:_Gyiyg_no_Gyakushuu_|_EarthBound
  Relationship:
      Ness/Onett_Police_Force
  Character:
      Ness_(Mother_2), Onett_Police_Force
  Additional Tags:
      Graphic_Rape, Gang_Rape, gagging, Choking, Handcuffs, Violence
  Stats:
      Published: 2018-02-20 Words: 3129
****** Police Brutality ******
by TheStigsWriterCousin
Summary
     After battling the Titanic Ant, the Onett Police Force doesn't take
     kindly to Ness' trespassing and making them look bad. They teach him
     a lesson he'll never forget.
Notes
     Come on, when they use the line "I'm going to take you apart right
     here, right now, baby" how was I supposed to NOT think rapey
     thoughts?
     Please head the warnings!
Ness grumbled as his stomach rumbled. He had just fought the Titanic Ant and
reclaimed the first Sanctuary location and he was starving. The last thing he
wanted was to be forced to the Police Station before he got to eat, but he
remembered that right next door was a bakery. It couldn't hurt to stop by the
station quickly on his way.
His Tee Ball Bat dragged the ground as he made his way down the sidewalk,
slightly grumpy, but really pumped that he had just beat such a giant, fierce
enemy all on his own. His fingers trembled with the leftover adrenaline running
through him.
 The Captain looked him over when he got there. The man was obviously annoyed
at him, insinuating that he would be better off playing video games.   Guess
that's what I get for helping...   Ness rolled his eyes as he followed Captain
Strong through the building with promise of a way to Twoson.
 He looked up from the ground and immediately felt on edge. The Captain had led
him into a room with only one exit. An exit that the large, mustached man made
sure to block. He looked around, seeing five other officers, all staring at him
in contempt.   I must have caused some trouble doing their work for them..
He looked back at the Captain confused and more than a little angry. Ness could
tell that the man had a wicked smile hiding under his furry facial hair. "See
if you can get past five of my best men..." He challenged before letting out a
terribly taunting laugh. Something about his enthusiasm made the boy's blood
run cold.
He tugged on the front of his hat and gripped his bat, hoping that they
wouldn't all come at him at once. If they took turns like the rabid mutts near
his house, he had a chance. Luckily they all looked over to the cop on the
right as he cracked his knuckles and stepped forward. "Hey, small fry. You must
be shaking in your boots!" He laughed and Ness tightened his grip until his
knuckles were white. These guys were pissing him off already.
He took a deep breath and loosened his grip. He smirked a little and closed his
eyes. He may be small, but that also meant he was fast. He would have the first
move and he was going to make an example of it. When he opened his eyes,
colorful lights shot through the room striking the cop crossways.
Ness took a few deep breaths, still getting used to using the strong PSI
attack. Unfortunately, it was his last one for now. He really needed to get
some food and some sleep. He was hoping that the first man crawling out of the
room past him would be enough to scare the other cops away.
It was not his lucky day, apparently. The next cop approached him, looking like
he had something to prove. Ness raised his bat, now with no other options to
defend himself. As the man charged him, he ducked out of the way and hit him on
the back as hard as he could. He backed up as the officer regained his footing,
almost growling at him as he held his back in pain.
He pulled his baton from his belt and charged back again. Ness used the man's
anger to his advantage, knocking the weapong from his hand and hitting him
point blank in the face. He heard a loud crack followed by the man howling. He
held his nose before it could start bleeding freely as he stumbled out the
door.
The next cop had learned a little better than to underestimate him, charging
ahead, appearing to be making the same move as the last. When Ness tried to
dodge him, the uniformed man turned suddenly, his forearm and hand coming down
on the smaller body with a crushing chop.
"Agh!" Ness cried out, the blow landing solidly on his back, landing him on the
floor and out of breath. The cop stood back and smirked, waiting for Ness to
get up before moving again.
From the floor, Ness took a moment and looked around. His gaze connected with
one of the other officers, silently waiting his turn. The man had a look in his
eyes that worried the young boy. Ness looked away nervously before rolling over
and jumping back up, focusing on the fight at hand.
He adjusted his hat and charged the officer, determined to get this over with
and get a damn hamburger already. As his bat hit the dirty cop, a loud SMASH
could be heard as he hit the ground, unmoving.
He braced himself to react against the next cop that started moving, but he
wasn't moving toward a fight. He reached down and started to drag the man off
the floor and out the door. Ness turned to focus on the last man in front of
him; the one with the disturbing eyes.
The way that he slowly stepped forward unnerved Ness. He would be more prepared
for a rush attack. He didn't know what to do with the steady advances that were
being made on him. He instinctively took a small step back, regretting it
instantly. He didn't want to show fear. He wasn't some scared kid, he was a
fighter. He was on a dangerous mission that, even though he didn't understand,
would be the most difficult thing he had ever done and may ever do again.
Ness rolled his shoulders and decided to make the first move. As he began to
take back the step that he gave away, a large arm wrapped around his chest,
pulling him backwards. "What?!" He tried to turn around to see who had grabbed
him, assuming it was the Captain that he had stupidly forgotten about at the
door, but it was the other officer. He had dragged the other man out into the
hallway and snuck back in quietly, behind Ness.
He was so distracted by the surprise assault that he didn't notice the other
officer's pace quickening towards the two. When he turn forward again,
struggling against the arm around him, the cop with the crazy eyes was inches
away from his face.
He grabbed Ness' face, fingers digging into the boyish jaw as he spoke slowly.
"I'm going to take you apart right here, right now, baby." Ness shivered, for
the first time in the room, really feel afraid.
As he went to push the man away from his face, the arm around his chest moved
down to grab his wrists. He heard the clanging of metal and felt his hands
being cuffed before he could move to push the men away.
His heartbeat quickened as he realized that he was clearly no match for the two
men when they ganged up on him. He struggled against the cuffs, squirming as
much as he could, to no avail. The officers chuckled at him as he tried and
failed to escape.
The man in front of him raised his hand as if to slap him, but instead knocked
his hat from his head. Ness cursed inwardly at the fact that he flinched,
seeing how much it amused the cop. His brow furrowed, more pissed off than ever
as the officer reached his hand out again. This time he held his ground, eyes
not moving from the man in front of him.
His jaw clinched, struggling not to react visibly as the man's large, thick
fingers ran through his hair. Just as he felt a growl building inside his
throat, the fingers curled, pulling his hair, tugging his head backwards.
He thought about pulling away or struggling, but he didn't want to give the cop
the satisfaction of seeing him squirm. He held still, glaring. Whatever this
guy was going to do, he could handle it.
They stood like that for a moment, Ness forced to look up at the man, before
the hand in his hair yanked him downward, forcing him to his knees. He stayed
determined, eyes still locked, fuming anger until the man's other hand reached
in front of his face, gripping his belt buckle.
At first, Ness didn't realize what he was doing as he slid the leather through
the loop, it clanking right in front of his eyes. It wasn't until he heard the
undoing of a zipper that he gulped, understanding the officer's intentions.
As the man's fat fingers dug into his pants, the cop behind him dropped down to
his knees as well, pressing fully against Ness' lithe young body. He let go of
the cuffs for a moment, but before Ness was able to take advantage of the
opening, he felt a hard wooden bar press against his neck from behind.
He coughed as the man behind him pulled his nightstick back, yanking Ness back
with it. "I can tell you're going to want to give us a hard time." As if Ness
didn't already feel helpless enough, the officer adjusted his stick, forcing
the small boy off balance and making it very hard to breath. "Don't."
Ness' eyes watered as the man whispered in his ear before pushing him forward
again. In the time that he had been pulled away, the man had slid his pants and
briefs down to the floor, completely exposing himself directly in the boy's
face.
In the last couple of minutes, Ness had gone from pissed off to terrified. He
could take a punch, but he wasn't ready for what these men wanted from him. He
tried to stand up, but was stopped immediately by the pressure on his neck and
his lack of balance. He whined quietly, not having much of a voice, "Please..."
He didn't know what to say, he knew it was all useless. They were obviously
looking forward to what was coming and had no reason to spare him.
"You know, you've made a lot of trouble for us, kid. You ought to learn your
place." The man's expression had gone from amused at the kid's situation to
vengeful and Ness didn't like it at all. "Open up. Try anything funny and
you'll regret it."
The man was holding himself in his hand, leaning closer to Ness' mouth before
he turned away as much as he was able, clamping his lips shut. They must have
been expecting that because immediately the man behind him was pulling away
with his baton, putting immense pressure on Ness' neck, making it impossible to
breath. He gasped and tried to pull away, but with the stick to his front and
large body behind him, there was nowhere to go.
"He said open up." The man behind him made sure that he had Ness in an
impossible position. If he didn't open up, they wouldn't let up and it wouldn't
be long before Ness passed out. He reluctantly did as he was told, afraid when
the pressure didn't let up. It wasn't until most of the man's length was in
Ness' mouth that the hold on his acutally relented.
He gagged immediately, still only barely beind able to breath. For a moment, he
considered spitting it out or biting it, but he knew from a moment ago that it
would be all too easy for them to force him and if they were angry, it would be
that much worse.
His senses were overwhelmed by the smell and taste of the man, but a small
relief came as he pulled out slightly. Ness took a deep breath before he pushed
back in again, his hands having found their way to his hair, holding him in
place.
He choked slightly as the back of his throat was pressed against over and over.
He closed his eyes, trying to bide his time until the man was done with him.
The hands in his hair gripped tighter and the thrusts became more urgent very
quickly. As he became more erratic with his movements, he pulled Ness's head
forward to him, making him gag even further.
Between the repeated violation of his mouth and the nightstick across his neck,
Ness could barely breath. He gasped when he got the chance, but could feel
himself getting lightheaded. His eyes watered as they started to close and Ness
thought to himself that unconsciousness wouldn't be entirely unwelcome at that
moment.
The taste in his mouth was suddenly much more unpleasant as his head was pushed
back and his mouth was finally emptied. He kept his eyes closed as he felt a
warm, sticky substance splashing onto his face, dripping down his neck. The
stick from across his neck was removed and he breathed in deeply. His head
rolled forward and he let it, spitting to clear his mouth of the tastes it had
aquired.
The man looked down at him, licking his lips at the flush that had come over
his face since the blood began to rush back into it. His lips were full and
wet, his cheek and neck covered in the cop's semen. He should have known better
than to hope that they were done with him.
Though the officer in front of him tucked himself away and fixed his pants, he
felt the man behind him tugging on the cuffs, leaning him backwards. He could
feel the hardness pressing against his back and he hoped that the second man
would be done with him soon.
He wanted nothing more than to curl up on the floor and cry, but he would save
that for later. For now, he would just stay silent and hope that they got bored
or that he would pass out and miss the rest of what they had planned.
When he felt a hand creeping around the front of his shorts, his eyes flew
open. What was this guy planning on doing to him? The idea of quietly waiting
it out flew out the window as he jerked backward, trying to escape the grasp.
There was something entirely different about being forced to touch the other
men and being touched by them. He was filled with a new energy and a will to
fight back at all cost. He managed to break free for a moment, kicking the man
that was behind him in the face. He couldn't find his way to his feet before
the man was on top of him, holding him down. Without the use of his arms, his
balance was completely shot.
He continued to struggle, "Don't touch me!" He screamed and he kicked and
writhed as best he could. The man was having a hard time holding Ness' chest
down, becoming visibly frustrated. He growled and grabbed Ness by the
shoulders, lifting him up before slamming his small frame down again. As his
head his the floor with a cracking sound, Ness saw black at the edge of his
vision for a moment and lost control of his limbs. He stuggled to keep his eyes
open as his head lulled to the side.
The next couple of minutes were a blur to him, feeling hands on him, but being
too uncoordinated to do much about it. When he finally regained his senses, he
realized that he was almost completely naked, save for his socks, shoes and the
shirt tucked behind his head.
The officer that had finished with him already was standing next to the Cheif
at the door while the other policeman was hunched over him, settled between his
legs. His cuffed hands were pinched uncomfortably under his back and his head
was throbbing. That pain, though, was nothing compared to the feeling of the
cop's full length pushing into him without warning.
He let out a scream and squeezed his eyes shut, unable to keep himself from
crying out. A large, calloused hand quickly covered his mouth, pressing his
head back against the floor. He continued to cry out as tears slid down his
cheeks onto the concrete. The man pulled out and pushed back into him, each
time somehow hurting more than the last.
Ness felt like he was hitting a raw, fresh wound every time he moved and the
pain shot through his entire body like lightning. He clenched his fists and
tried to take deep breaths as his body adjusted as much as it could to the
intrusion.
The uniformed man above him dug his fingers into Ness' slim, tanned hip as he
grunted with every motion. Ness was thankful, at least, that this man wasn't
taunting and humiliating him while he was being used. He had almost expected
it.
His head throbbed and his stomach turned as the man collapsed down onto him as
his pace quickened. The sound of heavy breathing and growling in his ear made
him feel sick, but the change of the angle meant that the thrusts were getting
faster and more shallow, which hurt a lot less. He had long since stopped
screaming, but the hand on his mouth stayed there, sweating against his lips.
Ness wished that he would be able to forget that it ever happened, but the
events of the day, the looks in their eyes and the way he felt dirty from the
inside out were things that couldn't be forgotten. He gasped in surprise as the
dingey fingernails dug deep into his skin as the man seized up. After a few
final, rough thrusts, the policeman slid out of the young boy and let his grip
go slack.
He sat back on his heels, looking down at the already lightly bruising body
underneath him as he zipped his slacks back up. He stood up and adjusted
himself, kicking Ness' bare foot out of his way as he walked out the door,
followed by the other officer.
The Cheif walked over to him, kneeling beside him slowly and Ness froze, his
eyes wide. He couldn't do that again. "I hope you learned your lesson. Next
time we won't be so easy on you." He warned the boy as he unlocked the cuffs
around his wrists.
Ness looked up at him, cheek still soiled, with watery eyes acknowleding
silently that he understood what was said and that he took the threat
seriously. The Cheif stared at him for a moment before following the other cops
out the door.
He wasn't sure where his upcoming adventure would take him, but as he lie on
the floor, cold and ashamed, he knew that nothing could be worse than what had
happened to him that day. He also knew that after he was done with his mission,
when he was stronger, he would come back and they would be the ones afraid of
him.
 
 
 
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