Memoirs

Author’s Note: ”I apologize if this part isn’t very good. I got my wisdom teeth surgically removed and have something else painful (I can’t spell it..O_o..), so they got me jacked up on painkillers. I’m hurting and drugged!!! *__* It’s hard to think clearly and this is all that came out. I just wanted to put in a little something for people to read. I was worried that people who haven’t played the game wouldn’t get why Leon’s dreams are so vivid. Then a couple of people made me realize this was mostly PWP and Leon’s hot so it doesn’t matter. Hehe. So I’m not too worried about everything making sense and working out perfectly. Personally, I don’t think it’s too confusing or anything. I still don’t want it to be crap though! Thanks to all who have stayed with me so far with this story.”


Warnings: Same as before. Mostly just Krauser Sexually tormenting Leon. Mwahaha. Painkillers wore off near the end and I had to stop, pathetic ending for this chapter. Be afraid!!


Vivid Dreams: Part 2

The process of breaking Leon had been more difficult and longer than Krauser had anticipated. Leon had put up a large amount of resistance and endured a great amount of pain before admitting defeat. He had finally overcome his stubborn refusal to submit once realizing his struggles had succeeded in only making matters worse.

Krauser was more than pleased when Leon had given in and allowed himself to shamefully submit to Krauser’s sick authority. Once Krauser was convinced he had Leon under his control, he ordered the other men to leave the room, telling them to wait outside in the locker room. They were beyond angry and gave a small amount of protest at having to leave, but of course, they obeyed. Leaving Krauser and Leon in privacy. Krauser did not want and audience; he wanted it to be just him and Leon. He wanted to enjoy it. A group of people watching and the sound of their voices would have taken away the glory of the moment.

“See how much better it is this way.”

Leon didn’t reply, only laid motionless under Krauser’s heavy body. For the moment, he felt that anything he said wouldn’t matter anyway. No matter how hate filled his words maybe; he had a feeling they would only amuse Krauser even more.

“You’re such a pouty bitch. That’s fine; I’m not here for conversation skills anyway. There are other things I’d rather have you use that pretty mouth for.”

Moving promptly, Krauser’s mouth pressed against Leon’s fervently. The inside of Leon’s lips crushing against his teeth causing them to cut through, blood seeping slowly from the tiny wounds. Fighting the urge to pull away as Krauser’s tongue licked and pressed against his lips, demanding them to part. Reminding himself things would go by smoother if he’d co-operate. Leon regretfully opened his lips, allowing the eager tongue to slip instantly pass his and possessively explore the inside of his warm mouth. Krauser’s tongue slid across the front of his teeth, tasting the faint hint of metallic blood that leaked from the tiny gashes on the inside of Leon’s lips. The kiss was so vigorous; Leon was finding it hard to breath, not even able to draw in a good breath of air through his nose. Just as he thought he’d have to break the engulfing kiss, Krauser pulled back. Both men panting heavily as they took in the much-needed air.

Krauser was absorbed with testing his new toy and paid no mind to anything besides exploring the body below him. Krauser let a hand grope at the side of Leon’s smooth hip; the other slid over his hard abdomen, making it’s way to his defined pectorals. His hand caressed it roughly and he scratched his nails over the nipple before pinching unsympathetically at the small lump, satisfied at the small jump he drew from Leon. He inwardly chortled and nibbled at the Leon’s bottom lip none to gently, his calloused hands continuing to caress his hip and chest unkindly, occasionally pulling and pinching cruelly at the nipple.

Leon grimaced at the vicious gnawing of his lip. He couldn’t help shifting uncomfortably under the man. Feeling Krauser’s hard bulge grinding against his limp member, the fabric of the others pants scratching irritably at the sensitive bare flesh. The pain was more bearable than the previous tortures before, the intentions and meaning behind each action and the awful sensations made Leon feel a tinge of regret at allowing them to carry on. Even if he couldn’t prevent what was about to happen, he felt a consuming need to fight against Krauser. He wouldn’t though, he wasn’t foolish enough to think that if he even managed to get pass Krauser, the other men waiting outside the shower room would easily apprehend him. Meaning he’d end up dealing with a furious Krauser, making the probable torture he would receive for his actions worthless and Leon wasn’t willing to risk receiving any more unnecessary pain.

Leon let out a small sigh of relief when Krauser ceased the biting at his swelling lip. His body jumping in surprise at the sharp nips Krauser placed along the flesh of his neck, pulling it between his teeth, biting and sucking greedily at the flesh until it ached with a bruising pain. Inwardly shivering in disgust at the wet trail of saliva Krauser’s tongue left on his skin as he tasted him, moving down to his chest; flicking it across the neglected nipple and swirling it around teasingly.

The feel of the action may have been somewhat pleasant if Leon hadn’t been so distracted by the rough treatment of his other pec and nipple. The small nub was swollen and sore from the twisting and pinching of the fingers. The firm pectoral flesh around it was covered in red lines from Krauser’s nails scratching and clawing ruthlessly at it. An involuntary groan escaped Leon’s mouth from all of the treatment and he bit his own lip now, hoping to prevent any more sounds for Krauser to hear.

Upon hearing the sound of the younger man’s discomfort, left Krauser wanting to coax more reactions like it from him. He stopped the swirling of his tongue and sucked the nipple between his lips, his teeth clamped viciously down on the hardened bud, pulling at it and rolling it between his teeth. Continuing to pinch and twist violently at the other badly treated nipple, encouraged by his victim’s whimpers of pain and protest.

Leon hissed loudly through clenched teeth and his eyes snapped tightly shut. He was surprised at how painful it was and he wondered if the man was actually trying to bite it off. He panicked at the thought; reacting instinctively he squirmed under the other man. The young mans struggle caused him to unintentionally rub his hips pleasingly against Krauser’s heated bulge, causing feral growl to escape the man’s throat and his nails dug roughly into the flesh of Leon’s hip.

The hand that previously tormented Leon’s nipple, moved to caress the soft firm cheek of his ass, clutching it tightly. His fingers slid in between the warm cheeks and he let his hand grope and constrict with bruising force.

Leon whimpered grudgingly as he felt the fingers tickle and press against his tight entrance, fearing Krauser would abruptly push one inside him at any moment. He tried to squirm away from the prying fingers, ignoring the extra pain it added to teeth gripped nipple. Leon let his hands lay on each of Krauser’s shoulders, pressing at them lightly. Debating on if he should attempt pushing the man off of him or not. Krauser’s teeth stopped their attack on his nipple and he pulled away to speak.

“Push me off and I’ll call the others back in to hold your arms. Is that what you want? An audience to see everything I do to you. A group of people standing around jerking off while I fuck you up that pretty little ass.”

Leon shook his head at the words and he stopped applying pressure with his hands. Now only squeezing at the shoulders, it was all he could do in some sort of relief. Krauser satisfied at the effect the threat had on Leon, returned his attention to the nipple and lapped at the small trickles of blood he had drawn from it. Leon’s breathing was heavy from the assault and the anger that burned inside him. Krauser looked to Leon’s face, catching the hard glare being shot at him.

“You think this is bad?” He chortled lightly, “Just wait until my cocks plowing that pretty ass of yours.”

Leon didn’t reply, just continued to glare at the man below him. He honestly did not know what to say, at least anything that wouldn’t amuse Krauser. He really didn’t have much interest in saying something to anger the man either.

Giving little mind to Leon’s silence, Krauser let his attention return to toying at the abused body beneath him. Licking and planting vigorous small kisses along his neck and collarbone.

“I’m gonna have so much fun with you. Damn your so fucking hot.” Krauser said before placing a rough kiss onto Leon’s swollen and bruised lips. Leon did his best to ignore the comment and actions he was receiving from Krauser. He had never felt so humiliated and dirty in his life.

He attempted to be as unresponsive as possible towards the happenings, but he was unable to stop the occasional distressed sounds or abrupt reflexive body movements that occurred from the harsh violating treatment. Even if he did those things, he refused to beg. No matter what, he would not beg. Tears; something he prayed he wouldn’t be reduced to, he couldn’t stand the thought of the Krauser seeing him cry.

Krauser’s calloused hands kneaded and scratched at Leon’s firm rounded ass, his fingers occasionally running threateningly over Leon’s virgin hole, making Leon jump and groan in protest. He continued on, spurred by his preys discomfort and fear. Randomly scratching and groping at Leon’s body, studying his facial expressions and reactions to his unwelcome caresses.

Krauser hips rolled slowly and heatedly against Leon’s and his cock strained against his pants, demanding release. Placing one last hungry kiss on Leon and a final grope at the warm ass, he pulled away from Leon’s body. There were other things he wanted Leon to do, other degrading tasks he wanted to watch the pretty young man perform.

Moving to sit between his feet. Resting on his butt, legs bent with his feet flat on the floor and leaning back using his hands to prop up his upper body comfortably. Smirking down at Leon’s shaky and humiliated form, which was watching him intently trying to figure out what he was going to do next.

“Get up on your hands and knees.” Krauser commanded bluntly.

Leon hesitated for a brief moment, weary of what was to come. Krauser’s eyes narrowed at him warningly and he slowly got into the commanded position. Until now, he hadn’t realized how sore and aching his body was from his struggles and torture he’d received before. His joints popped and crackled lightly from the previous position the men had once held him in and his should sockets felt extremely sore from where he had attempted to jerk free of the tight grips. Nothing he couldn’t handle, he knew whatever was coming next would quickly take his mind off any pain he may feel at the moment. Possibly being replaced with a new hurt.

He was extremely glad the other men were not in the room, it was humiliating enough with just Krauser staring at him on all fours like some kind of dog. He kept his head bowed slightly; not wanting to look at the smirk he knew was plastered across the other man’s face.

“Good boy, now come here. Crawl over to me.”

Leon could hear the amusement clearly in the man’s voice, his face redden with embarrassment and anger. He hated what he was doing, he hated Krauser, and he hated his self even more. He had never been so angry and ashamed of himself as much as he was at this very moment. Crawling on hands and knees obediently towards the man, feeling no better than a mere animal. It was disgusting.

He stopped when his head leveled above Krauser’s hips; he could see the outline hardened sex that strained against the confinement of his pants, begging for release. Not wanting to have to look at the large bulge any more, he lifted his head slightly and his eyes rested on Krauser’s chest. Watching it rise and fall with heavy breaths of excitement and lust.

“You’re real sweet like that. The position suits you, ass up in the air. Just begging to be fucked.” Krauser said, his hand actually petting and stroking through Leon’s hair.

The action wasn’t sweet or loving. A cruel, but simple gesture of dominance and degradation towards Leon. Leon began to shake lightly at all the anger and distressing sensations boiling inside him. If it hadn’t had been for the men, who were more than likely right outside the door listening in, he would have taken a chance on lashing out at Krauser. Nevertheless, luck wasn’t on his side in the least. The only comfort he could give himself was the thought of somehow taking vengeance against the men after this was all over. Especially Krauser, Leon swore that man would pay the most.

“You ever tasted dick before sweet heart?” Krauser asked mockingly, watching Leon’s cheeks flush more.

Leon shook his head, not trusting himself to speak with out angering the man. He had so many insults and curses to throw at him, but he held it in.

“Hm, that’s good by me. I like the thought of mine being your first. Let’s get started, I know your just dieing to taste it.”

Leon felt Krauser hand grip the back of his head, pushing his head forcefully towards the large bulge. A small amount of resistance from Leon caused Krauser to wrap his fingers in his hair tightly and push harder against his head until his face was pressed tightly against the rough fabric of his pants. He could smell Krauser’s strong scent and he tried to turn his head to the side, but the tight grasp in his hair prevented it.

Krauser’s cock twitched at the feel of Leon’s face rubbing against his groin and he rolled his hips against his face. His hand was firmly planting Leon’s face into his bulge, not allowing him to move away from the thrusting hips. Taking the moment to enjoy the view as the younger man struggled weakly to move his head away, his beautiful up turned ass wiggling in the process. He held Leon in that position a little longer, slowly grinding his groin into his face. Listening to the occasional muffled protest that came from Leon before deciding he had harassed him enough with the method.

Krauser abruptly pulled Leon away from his groin; just enough to allow him to lock his ridiculing gaze with those icy blue eyes. Wanting to get a better look at the angry and shame stricken face, he brushed away the sweat and water dampened strands that were sticking and hanging in his face; hiding his features.

“Let me ask you a question. If I gave you the choice to either suck dick or take it up your ass, which would you choose?”

Leon’s face flushed at the words and he adverted his eyes downward to avoid looking at Krauser.

“Answer me Pretty boy, which would you rather have fucked, your mouth or ass? It’s not that hard of question?”

He wanted to say neither, but he knew the answer wouldn’t go over well with Krauser. It didn’t take much thought for him to know he’d rather perform oral sex than anal. He didn’t have to have had it to know how painful anal sex could be, especially in the situation he was in. He doubted Krauser would be gentle about it, if not purposely more rough to cause him pain.

“Why are you asking me this?” Leon questioned, his voice low and firm.

Krauser’s fingers pulled callously at his hair as he jerked Leon’s head back more, enraged that Leon hadn’t answered the question like he’d been told to.

“You’re not asking the questions! I am, now answer it. Would you rather give head or get fucked?” He spat edgily to the younger man.

“I’d rather,” Leon paused temporarily, taking in a deep inhalation and forcing himself to finish the words, “I’d rather give head.”

Krauser beamed at the words and Leon’s shoulders slumped slightly. Leon was beginning to think less of himself the longer he spent with the man. All he wanted to do now was get it over with. To make this thing end as quick as possible, even if it meant giving in completely and complying to every command.

“Good, now pay attention. I’m only here to get off. I don’t care which way it is, in your mouth or up your ass. Either is fine with me. If you can make me cum by sucking my dick, then you’ll leave here without me fucking you. How’s that sound? I think it’s real nice of me, don’t you?”

“That’s just it Krauser, under the circumstances, it is nice of you. Your either lying or there’s a catch to it.”

Leon’s words weren’t bitter, only laced with doubt . He found it hard to believe that Krauser would let him out of the rape that easily.

“There is a small one. Nothing you can’t handle I’m sure. All you have to do is work real hard at it. You have to really work my dick, give it all you got. Put so much effort into it that if anyone came in and saw you, they’d think you were nothing but a cock hungry whore.” Krauser said, his scathing grin widening. “Can you handle that? Can you be a good little cock slut for me?”

Despite the lewdness of his words, the option still sounded better than being raped and ripped open. Even if the man was lying, he still didn’t want to risk the chance to prevent the anal rape if he could. It really couldn’t be any better if he said no, Krauser would do them both anyway. He decided he’d take the chance and the possibility to only have to experience one of the awful sexual acts.

“Well, what do you say baby? You going to work my dick good for me? No fighting, no complaining.” Krauser spoke softy, his finger tracing lightly over Leon’s full lips.

“Yes,” He whispered, loathing the triumphant smile that spread across Krauser’s face.

“Smart choice Kennedy. Oh, one more thing.” Krauser voiced, reaching a hand behind his back and pulling out a pair of handcuffs.

“What the hell are those for? You don’t need them..” Leon promptly let the words flow from his mouth, a mixture of anger and apprehension in his voice. He didn’t know why the man was pulling them out now. He had already agreed to co-operate. He couldn’t understand why Krauser hadn’t used them from the start.

“Your right I don’t need them. Just like I didn’t need the others to handle you.” He replied, jingling the handcuffs in his face.

“Call it a fetish. Put your hands behind your back.”

Leon wanted to oppose the use of the cuffs on him, but he didn’t. He didn’t want to lose his chance to end this soon. Instead, he dejectedly obliged and glowered when the cold metal snapped securely around his wrist. The cold steel chain connecting them caused a shiver to run through him when it rubbed at his spine. Leon was troubled at how the small simple object caused him to feel even more helpless, now even if he wanted to lash out at Krauser, he couldn’t. At least not with his hands.

Krauser sat back in his previous position and hurriedly removed his aching erection from his pants, leaving Leon’s mouth only mere inches from the tip of the glistening cock head. His stomach churned nauseatingly as he stared at the large wet tip, the sight of leaking slit was enough to make him want to vomit at the thought of accepting the repulsive thing inside his mouth.

“Make me wait any longer and the deals off. I just settle for ramming down your throat and watching you choke on it before taking your ass.”

Heeding the words and taking deep calming breaths he moved forward slowly, closing his eyes to the sight. If he looked at it any longer, he didn’t think he could do it with out being physically forced to. He’d rather take it on his own than to have Krauser’s hands forcing him up and down on it.

Leon wasn’t totally sure what to do, but he wasn’t completely oblivious about sex. He just counted on doing the things he would like to have done to him and hoped it would be enough to cause the man enough pleasure to cum. Avoiding anymore sexual contact with him.

His lips touched the dripping head and he had to stop himself from pulling back.

“Lick all over it. I want you taste it. Give it a nice tongue bath for me.”

Determined not to think so much about what he was getting himself into and focusing more on what he was getting himself out of; he followed the directions. For once not minding so much to be told what to do, it actually helped make things easier for him.

His tongue flicked against the tip, his taste buds imminently greeted with somewhat bitter and salty taste of the creamy fluid. He grimaced but continued on, swirling his tongue over the slick head and unintentionally lapping away the droplets of cum that oozed from the small slit. He ignored the urge to spit at the taste it was leaving in his mouth and to remove the thin layer of pre-cum that was forming on his tongue.

He felt the cock twitch against his tongue and low deep moan escape from Krauser.

Hearing the sound made Leon feel both disgusted and strangely pleased. Disgusted because he was getting no enjoyment in performing the act, but pleased because it was sign he was going to be able to pull this off and it would all be over soon. Attempting to speed up the process he began to lick at the length of the pulsating cock. His saliva leaving a wet trail as he licked down to the base of the cock, Krauser’s balls touching his chin and causing him to pull back quickly, licking upward. Repeating the motion over and over. Licking every bit of the large length and coating it thoroughly with his spit Not just to please Krauser, but knowing if he coated it with his salvia, it would make it easier to work with once the actual blowjob began.

Krauser was panting heavily as he watched the younger man’s wet tongue dance around his length. Leon’s head moved and shifted as he worked to slick the entire member at difficult to reach angles, causing Krauser to moan just from the sight. Krauser knew that Leon hated every minute of the act, but visibly, he was working so hard you couldn’t tell. Watching Leon and feeling the hot wet tongue sliding around his cock made his patience grow fainter. Wanting desperately to watch and feel his hard sex moving in and out of Leon’s warm moist mouth. He found his self suddenly craving more than a hot tongue bath, he needed more.

“That’s enough,” He snapped, pushing the younger man’s head away and moved to his knees, now kneeling directly in front of a confused Leon.

“I’m done playing around, now lets see what that pretty little mouth of yours can really do.”


End Part 3 of ?