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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      Multi
  Fandom:
      Hamilton_-_Miranda
  Relationship:
      Alexander_Hamilton/George_Washington, Alexander_Hamilton/John_Laurens,
      Aaron_Burr/Alexander_Hamilton, George_Washington/Martha_Washington
  Character:
      Alexander_Hamilton, John_Laurens, George_Washington, Martha_Washington,
      Aaron_Burr, Philip_Hamilton, Other_Children
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Rape_Aftermath, Forced_Pregnancy, Forced
      Feminization, Controlling_George, I_got_this_from_an_SVU_episode, Trans
      Character, alex_is_trans, I_love_him, he_needs_a_hug, End_goal_hamburr,
      George_is_creepy_and_crazy, like_damn, Graphic_Rape, And_like,
      Pedophilia, Misgendering, this_is_gross, Abuse_to_ftm_transgender, Forced
      representation_of_biological_sex, do_NOT_read_if_any_of_these_tags_make
      you_uncomfy
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      Published: 2017-07-16 Chapters: 1/? Words: 3470
****** The Routine ******
by Leahlozer
Summary
     "So many things then happened at once- with Alex’s venting and John’s
     intentness of such, so the two didn’t see the van stop suspiciously
     near them. They didn’t see the man come up behind them. Alex screamed
     in terror suddenly as a large man’s arms wrapped around him and
     picked him up, the boy kicked his feet as they were heaved off of the
     ground. He heard John shouting as he was carted off, smaller hands
     pulled at his clothes until the hands were torn away with a yelp of
     pain from John. He screamed himself raw, and struggled frantically as
     he was stuffed in a van and the door was closed, tears fell down his
     face as a rag was covering his mouth and strong smells invaded his
     senses. He wailed into the cloth as it overwhelmed him with the
     strong scent. His eyelids grew heavy, his body felt it getting picked
     up and held in unknown, strong arms before he was out."
Notes
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It was a normal day, boring at the start. It was routine by now, he’d wake up
in a bad mood, his mother would make him coffee and kiss him goodbye and he’d
go off to school. He hardly paid attention to the teacher, he knew all this
stuff already. And they said high school was hard, but he was a sophomore and
could already, probably take on some seniors, academically of course. So,
Alexander doodled mindlessly in his notebook till school was let out.
“Alex! How are you my man? I haven’t seen you in forever!”
Alexander jumped at the abrupt noise, swiveling around but then grinning wide
when he saw his friend. “John I saw you at lunch, you nerd.” Alex laughed,
amused, and John threw an arm around his neck affectionately as they walked out
of the school building together.
“Where’s Herc and Laf?” Alexander questioned, looking around the school
exterior, only to not see them.
“Oh you know them, Laf probably dragged him home so they can make out or
whatever.” Alex chuckled snidely, adjusting his book-bag strap as the two
teenagers walked down the sidewalk. “So you think you can come over tonight? I
got some new movies we can watch.” John looked at him hopefully, his smile wide
and his eyes bright. Alex flushed from his gaze, his cheeks heating up.
“I’d love too, but I’ll have to ask my mom. She’s still a little weary of
letting me spend the night at people’s houses since I came out ya know?
Especially boys.” John nodded slowly, getting the gist of the situation at
hand.
“Hey it’s okay Alex, I understand,” he walked close to Alex in an almost
protective manner.
“Like, it’s not like I’m going to have sex with any of my guy friends. She’s
just so- ugh!” Alexander let out a frustrated groan, their paces matching by
now. He loved his mom, he really loved her but she was a bit much at times.
So many things then happened at once- with Alex’s venting and John’s intentness
of such, so the two didn’t see the van stop suspiciously near them. They didn’t
see the man come up behind them. Alex screamed in terror suddenly as a large
man’s arms wrapped around him and picked him up, the boy kicked his feet as
they were heaved off of the ground. He heard John shouting as he was carted
off, smaller hands pulled at his clothes until the hands were torn away with a
yelp of pain from John. He screamed himself raw, and struggled frantically as
he was stuffed in a van and the door was closed, tears fell down his face as a
rag was covering his mouth and strong smells invaded his senses. He wailed into
the cloth as it overwhelmed him with the strong scent. His eyelids grew heavy,
his body felt it getting picked up and held in unknown, strong arms before he
was out.
-
Alexander woke up in chains. He sat up and he was in a dark musty room, it
reminded him as a sort of dungeon. Hearing a distant boiler running over his
fast beating heart, he was already in disbelieving tears. He didn’t know where
he was, he was tied to a dirty bed with stains all over it, and was in a
different set of clothes. He was in women’s clothes, he realized despite the
watery tears falling so heavily down his face. He didn’t want to be in these
clothes, he just wished to be in the clothes he wanted, the ones that made him
feel good. He heard footsteps suddenly.
His head snapped in the direction of a dark door on the opposite end of the
room. He curled himself into the corner of the bed, holding his knees to his
chest. The door opens and he’s prepared for the worst, then a small plump asian
woman carrying a tray walks in.
“Hello there little one,” she smiled, bringing over the tray gingerly. Alex
looked at her cautiously, looking the woman up and down suspiciously. He didn’t
speak nor move, stationary with eyelids drooped in questioning.
The woman seemed to notice his stiffness, sighing once before her cheery smile
tugged back at the corners of her lips. “Don’t be afraid of me dearest, I’m
bringing you something to eat. You must be so hungry, but you were out for so
long and you looked too sweet to wake up,” she explained as she set the tray
down on the bedside table and sat on the edge of the bed, presence unnervingly
close.
“Come here little lady, let mommy get a good look at you.” She beckoned for
Alex to come closer to her. Mommy? Was this woman crazy?! He wasn’t going near
her, how dare she call him a ‘lady’? She raised a plucked brow when he didn’t
approach her.
“Now sweetheart don’t make me go get daddy so soon.” She looked at him, as if
he were to slid on over at the threat. But Alex stayed put, shivering and
glaring at her in the corner of the bed. The woman sighed in what seemed to be
heard as disappointment, reaching into her pocket and pulling out a phone. Alex
watched her tap on the screen impatiently before he looked over at the tray to
see its content, which lied a nice looking sandwich and some apple slices
decorating the plate with a short glass of milk beside it. He was hungry, but
he was too frightened to move- wary of this woman doing anything if he got too
close.
The woman shut off the phone and pushed it back into her pocket, her hands
resting on her lap. She was waiting. For what? For whoever this ‘daddy’ was?
Alex was scared, shivering under the stern gaze of the asian woman. After a bit
of a staring contest he heard footsteps again. The boy dug his nails into the
skin on his legs in fear, watching in dreading anticipation as the door opened
again to reveal a man so large that Alex nearly pissed himself in terror.
“Mommy told me you weren’t listening to her, is that true?” The man asked, his
voice low and his stare intense.
“Don’t scare her too much George.” The woman complained, seeing the terror in
Alex’s stare. His shivering intensified at the man’s presence. Alex hid his
face in his shaking legs, whimpering pathetically. He felt as though he was
going to piss himself, his shoulder length hair falling in his face as he shook
furiously. He felt a large hand grab his small wrist to pull him out of his
position, Alex immediately burst into tears and started to cry, screaming at
the top of his voice.
“No, no! Let me go, let me go! Get away from me!” Alex screamed, tears rolling
down his face- struggling in George’s hold. He was dropped down on the bed with
a sizeable hand coiled around his throat, squeezing and unrelenting, ultimately
choking Alex into silence.
“You listen to me little lady, you will do as mommy and I say or there will be
consequences,” he growled dangerously. Alex let out a choked sob and nodded
frantically in response. The hand was then removed, and Alex greedily took in
deep breaths, coughing from the soreness. He proceed to sob and curl up into a
tightly wound ball, his forehead touching the soft sheets. He heard the two
talking remotely- unable to discern their voices with the ringing of fear
boisterously loud within his head, before there were footsteps going out and
the door slammed shut behind them.
“Now that you’ve learned your lesson, come here.” The woman demanded with a
hiss. Alex sniffled and gathered himself before looking up to her. It was like
the man’s attack never happened, like nothing even happened. Alex looked down
at the sheets and hesitantly crawled over to the woman, she didn’t seem very
strong, Alex could probably take her. But with the chain attached around his
ankle he would only dig himself into a bigger hole, the man would be back and
angrier than before.
“There you go sweetheart, let mommy look at you,” she gently grabbed the sides
of his face, inspecting him. “You’re very pretty my girl, need to clear up that
acne but not much to do for you to look nice and pretty for daddy,” she smiled
at him and went to pick up the tray. Pretty for daddy? What were they planning
to do with him?! She gave him the plate with the the sandwich and apple slices
on it again, and then waited for him to eat. He was hungry, he hadn’t eaten
since lunch at school and he had no idea what day it even was since he’s
arrived here. He reluctantly bit into the sandwich, chewing the food thoroughly
before swallowing. The sandwich was pretty good and was eaten pretty quickly
along with the apple slices, and he downed the milk.
Afterwards, as she cleaned up in silence, Alex spoke. “Why did you take me?”
His voice was uncharacteristically small, it was almost a whimper. “Why am I
even here?”
She looked at him strangely, smiling softly. “Why for daddy of course! You’re
here for your daddy!” And with that, she was gone.
-
She came back eventually, with a makeup bag. The woman grabbed him and sat him
at the edge of the bed, cleaning his face off with a baby wipe. “It’s time to
make you nice and pretty! Daddy is going to love you when he sees you all
dolled up.” She sounded almost gleeful, as if she didn’t notice the horrified
expression on Alexander’s face. He was too frightened to move as she began
applying makeup to his face.
“So Alex, how do you like it here so far?” The woman asked, finished with the
foundation and concealer, and now working on blush. “And I’m not going to put
on too much, daddy likes it simple usually.” She chuckled in amusement,
applying the blush. Alex didn’t answer, she didn’t seem to mind. She took out
mascara, putting it up to his eye, telling him when to blink. He wanted so
badly to defy her, to wipe the makeup off his face and scream and shout. But he
was afraid, so very afraid. She applied some light pink lipstick, then taking
out a brush and ran the bristles through his tangled hair.
“There, you look beautiful. Now let’s get you to the bathroom, you must need to
go by now.” She was right of course, he sighed when he finally relieved himself
in the pristine bathroom. He was led back to the room, George was there, on the
bed. Waiting.
“Have fun you two!” The woman said cheerfully before pushing Alex in and
closing the door. Alex was on the door in an instant, trying to get out,
finding out quickly that it was locked.
“Please let me out, please-!” Hands were around his waist and pulling him back,
but he held onto the doorknob for dear life, “God no, please!” He was crying,
tears streaming heavily down his face, his hands were torn from the door and he
was thrown onto the bed. He tried crawling away, trying to make distance
between them but George was touching him, pulling on the dress he was put into
and lips were on the back of his neck. Alex screamed, kicking out his feet,
trying to hit the larger man with his fists. He fought so hard against him but
it wasn’t getting him anywhere, it was just making him annoyed and angry.
“Please l-let me go! Please, please-!” He was slapped across the face, hard. He
yelped in pain and stopped struggling for a moment, giving George an
opportunity to pin him down on his back.
“Stop fighting me and be a good little girl for daddy.” The man growled
sultrily, grabbing Alex’s shoulders harshly and pinning him successfully. His
back pressed against the bed, tears blurred his vision, but he could feel the
man beginning to take off the dress he was currently wearing.
“Wh-why are you doing this?! Please! Stop!” Alex begged as his top was then
exposed, they had taken away his binder while he was unconscious so he was just
bare for the man to see his developing chest, that made Alex cry even harder.
He sobbed and begged for him to stop, to have mercy. George only answered by
grabbing and pawing at his chest, starting to tear at the remainder of the
dress that covered his lower half. Alex screeched and kicked his legs
furiously, desperate to get away. Nails dug into the skin of Alex’s stomach,
the boy cried out desperately. Alex lashed out and desperately scratched the
larger man’s face. George just torn off the rest of the dress, Alex now naked
for the man to see. Alex tried covering himself but his arms were taken from
the areas he was trying to protect, a warm mouth kissing down his neck and a
tongue licked down between his breasts.
“Stop! Please I’ll do anything! Just not this please!” Alex sobbed, struggling
to get his arms out of his grasp.
George grabbed his chest and squeezed, “Such perky tits.” His mouth enveloped
the nipple and sucked, Alex sobbed and struggled with little success. His large
calloused hand ran down his shivering frame, fingers trailing down to be
between his shaking legs. Alex screamed as George’s thick fingers went through
his sensitive folds, Alex had never had someone touch him there before. He had
never really wanted anyone to touch him down there, but his body couldn’t help
but react.
It was like torture, feeling things he didn’t want to feel. Tears rolled down
his face as he was touched inappropriately by the larger man.
“Please-!” A hand clamped over his mouth and a voice growled, “Shut up and take
me little one.” A finger wriggled inside of his pussy causing the boy to shout
out in the man’s palm.
“So wet for your daddy aren’t you little one?” He asked in a sultry tone, going
back to envelope his nipple with his mouth. Alex sobbed into his hand, his own
hands pushing at the man but he wasn’t budging, hopelessness overcame the boy
as he was violated. He wanted to go home and hug his mama, tell her that he
loved her and was sorry for being such a know-it-all little shit.
He was brought back from his mind when he felt George pull out his fingers and
start undressing, Alex felt that his hands were free but his legs were pinned
by the man. That didn’t stop Alex from punching and hitting at the man’s face,
desperate to escape. He was slapped again, he cried out and cradled the
offended cheek with a sob. He has never felt to weak in his life, and never so
embarrassed. Alex felt the man get on top of him again, now bare as well. He
looked at the man fearfully, not wanting to look between his legs to get a peek
of what was to be forced inside of him.
“P-please… Have mercy..” Alex whimpered, it was ignored as Alex’s thighs were
spread wide forcefully and George slotted his body between them. Alex let out a
hiccup as he cried, George shushed him gently.
“If you stop struggling I’ll go easy on you baby girl.” He whispered, kissing
his ear softly as he hovered over Alex. The younger boy let out a soft whimper,
his arms feeling weighed down. He stopped fighting and struggling, the man
above him chuckled and whispered praises into his ear.
“Good girl, I’ll make you feel so good.” George touched him gently, the fingers
going to massage his clit. Alex let a small moan slip out.
“P-please.. I’ve never done this before just-... do it gently?” His voice was
shaking, as was the rest of his body as the man’s mouth sucked on his neck and
wandering hands roamed his frail body. George made a noise of acknowledgement
as he continued his touches, Alex letting out small noises of distress and
reluctant pleasure. Alex’s body shook as George’s hands wandered and touched in
the places that made Alex want to moan and cry all at once.
“Your mascara’s running little one, calm down and enjoy it baby girl. You’re so
pretty like this.” The man whispered into his ear, his hot breath blowing
against the boy’s lobe. Alex let out a small whimper and nodded slightly,
George went back to his touching and his roaming hands made Alex feel dirty.
He felt like he might throw up the meal he had not even an hour ago when he
first woke up in this new hell. He felt George’s thick finger slid back in his
slit, stretching Alex internally. He whimpered at the feeling, feeling it go in
much more smoothly than last time he pushed it in. He seemed to want to
distract Alex with little touches so he didn’t feel the almost uncomfortable
stretch, he slowly started curling his fingers inside of Alex. At first, it
just felt weird for Alex. He’s never had sex before so these sensations were so
new and intense, when his fingers hit a certain spot inside him it made Alex
see white for a moment and a building sensation concentrated in between his
legs. It felt even more strange when the man hit a bundle of nerves just under
the hood of his vulva, it made Alex moan against his wishes.
The man seemed to enjoy watching the younger man squirm and writhe under him,
he could feel a sharp smile against his skin as George kissed and licked the
salt from his skin. Another finger was soon added in his cunt, the stretching
uncomfortable but bearable once again as he started pumping his fingers in and
out of him. It made Alex feel hot, strange as well, it made moan after moan
come out of him. Soon enough, another finger joined in with the other ones, but
it hurt.
“O-ow! Ow that hurts!” He whimpered, whining when he didn’t stop.
“You can take it baby girl, you’ll have to if you are to take me.” He hummed
against his skin, kissing the sweaty flesh on his chest. Alex was suddenly
frightened again, he didn’t want to be here, he didn’t want to be plowed into
by this man. Alex’s legs shook as the building sensation got more intense, his
breathing became heavier as George kept finger fucking him.
“A-ah! Please I- mmh!” He could barely speak, and when George ran his thumb
over his clit Alex let out an almost sinful cry. Alex came around his thick
fingers, panting and sweating from the orgasm, his first one. He felt the
fingers being pulled out of his pussy, covered in Alex’s cum and wetness. Alex
whimpered as his pussy clenched around nothing for a moment, Alex knew it
wasn’t over, it was far from over. George sat up and positioned himself between
the boy’s shaking legs, grabbing the quivering thighs to bend them over Alex’s
chest. The boy let out a squeak of fear, tears running down his face again.
He felt the blunt, flared head of the older man’s cock against his slit, a sob
of fear coming out of his mouth as he pushed in. Alex gasped and flailed from
the size and girth of his length, the cock stretching his insides painfully.
“AH! P-please! Go slower! Please I beg of you!” The boy cried, “I-it hurts!” He
let out a sob as his pleas were ignored, George only pushing in deeper. His
lips pushed against Alex’s, swallowing his cries as the man savagely pushed
into him. It hurt, it sent a ringing through Alex’s ears as the man harshly
defiled him. Alex squeezed his eyes shut and tried to ignore or block out the
whole situation, he tried to the ignore the pain inside his vagina and the
blood he felt trickling down and out of him. It hurt. It hurt it hurt it hurt
it hurt! Alex hardly registered when the man came inside of him, he let out a
small sob at the filling sensation, it was disgusting. He wanted it out out
out!
 
George then suddenly pulled out of him, letting him go. Alex immediately went
to put distance between the two, shakily crawling away and curling into a ball
in the corner of the bed, away from the monstrous man. The boy’s eyes filled
with tears, letting them slowly fall down his face as he heard the door slam
shut and lock, and he was left alone.
End Notes
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