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Title: New Order Part 4/36 (and counting)
Author: Jasonsnene
Rating: NC17
Characters: Spike, Angel, Xander (others later)
Warnings: M/M, M/M/M, Torture, BDSM, N/C, probably others.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters associated with this story and don't make any money from it.
Summary: Angel's world changed after the final battle. He and Spike still work to save L.A. but when Xander is the one who needs to be saved, how will their world be impacted.
Feedback: Keeps me encouraged to add more
A/N: This chapter contains N/C and torture. You've been warned!
*Another chapter posted today in honor of the wonderful people who have friended me and posted such great comments!!*
This fic has not been betad.
Previous parts here
Xander pulled at the chains holding him to the alter and cursed again his status as a demon magnet. Only he could take a simple job and turn it into being a demon sacrifice. He paused in his struggles for a moment as the movement caused one of the wounds on his back to pull and Xander felt a new trickle of blood begin to flow down his back.
This was seriously not good. All he had to do was get off the plane, deliver some papers for Giles and get back on the plane the next morning. That was it. A simple plan, one that was essentially Xander-proof. But no, not for the demon magnet. He made it to the alley beside the drop off point when he was grabbed from behind and knocked over the head.
And thinking of his head only made the lump there start to ache. Great. Now he was not only aching from his back, arms and legs, but his head was also added to the mix. Lovely. And no one would even realize he was missing until he didn’t get off the plane tomorrow night. That really didn’t bode well for him.
Xander sighed in frustration and began pulling at the chains again. His arms protested the movement and his wrists began to tear as the metal chains bit into his skin. He sighed again and tried to figure out how the heck he was going to get himself out of this mess.
He heard movement behind him and stilled as he waited for the next round of whatever the demons were planning began. It sounded like only one demon this time and Xander cringed when he felt clawed hands caressing the flesh of his ass. Perfect. A demon with an ass obsession, what more could he ask for.
Xander flinched as the clawed hands spread his cheeks apart and the demon took a big whiff of his hole. That’s what he got for thinking being chained to an alter and beaten was the worst part. Now he was being felt up and sniffed. He refused to think of what that might mean.
Of course, his luck held and he felt a claw begin to circle his hole. You know, this was seriously starting to freak him out. Well, he was already seriously freaked out by the whole chained to a rock naked and beaten with a whip thing, but this was beyond that freak out. This was a major freak out, one of Xander-esque proportions.
Fortunately for Xander the demon didn’t decide to stick a claw into him. He shuddered to think about the damage that would cause. Of course in the whole scheme of things, dead Xander on an alter vs. alive Xander with a claw up his ass weren’t the kind of choices he liked thinking about.
And just when it couldn’t get any better, another demon entered and they made these guttural noises at each other. Xander assumed they were commenting on the state of his ass. Well, he hadn’t had any complaints yet and he had done some experimenting since he left good old Sunnydale.
Well, his day just continued to improve as the second demon did the same spread and rub as the first and then there was more of the guttural noises. Hopefully that meant his hole just wasn’t good enough and they would let him go. Yep, that’s what he was hoping for. He never thought he’d wish again for the days when he wasn’t good enough, but this seemed to be a good time to return to the good old days.
But no such luck. A third demon entered and Xander listened as the guttural talk became more excited and he felt something warm and slippery drizzle down his crack. He really didn’t want to think about what that substance was. He didn’t think demons shopped at Lubes-R-Us. Then something that definitely wasn’t a claw was pressed against his entrance.
Xander thumped his head down onto the rock alter as he felt the familiar burn of his hole stretching to take whatever object the demons were using to fuck him. The demons continued their excited jabber. Xander screeched in pain as the object appeared to be getting larger and was thrust into him without proper preparation.
Tears gathered in his eyes as the pain in his ass became more unbearable. The large phallus like object appeared to be some sort of butt plug but wasn’t like any he had used in his experimenting. This one felt like a large bulb shape and was stretching him wider than he had ever been.
Xander felt a trickle down his leg and hoped it was whatever lube they had tried to use and not blood. But he knew that it was his blood. The painful stretch was done without ceremony and the careful attention of his previous lovers and Xander groaned in agony as another spasm caused his ass to jerk painfully around the plug. He felt the ring of muscles at his hole try to close around the end but it was too wide and left him painfully stretched.
The demons left him then and with the plug still inserted. He could only imagine what else they might have in store for him but hoped he survived this experience alive and intact. Well, at least alive, as intact wasn’t looking like a possibility.
Throughout the next few hours the demons returned to stroke his skin and turn and thrust the object in his ass caused him even more pain. His arms and legs were hurting more than he ever thought possible as they were pulled taunt away from his body. The pains in his back and head were dull throbs that tormented him whenever his aching limbs and ass stopped throbbing for moments at a time.
Another demon entered and he heard the whistle of leather again before he felt the sting on his upper thigh. He tried to scream but his voice has hoarse after the hours of torment and Xander could only groan pitifully as his ass and thighs were thoroughly whipped. The demon aimed several strikes directly at the phallus in his ass and Xander felt more blood start to trickle from inside of him and down his thighs.
After what felt like hours, and probably had been, Xander heard the demons enter again as a group. They surrounded him and stroked his tense flesh while one twisted and pulled at the object in his ass. After a particularly vicious jab, Xander saw black and passed out.
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Next chapter will probably be up on Monday!! (Going out of town!)
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You're welcome!!
Now brace yourself...cause I may not be able to post again until Monday. I'm going for a weekend at the lake and usually can't get a wireless internet signal.
But I'll be back on Monday, and if you're *really* greedy, I may just post 2 more.
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Have a great time this weekend and see ya on Monday!!!
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I'm as hooked to this story as to "Spike's Gift"!
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Bwa ha ha
he he he...I crack myself up sometimes.
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Isn't he always?
But don't you worry. I'll take good care of him. Well, Spike and Angel will, but you know what I mean!
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Thanks!
I'll try to post a chapter a day until I catch up with where I'm at writing. So keep watching...and go comment on Spike's gift. (I'm a feedback junkie...can ya tell?)