Bloody Domination (Revised)

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Bloody Domination

Co-Written by Harley Quinn hyenaholic and Terminus Est

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Harley: Well, Disaster Master commented on how I make GUN soldiers a walkover in fanfics. I suppose it’s for two reasons - one, have you ever played Shadow the Hedgehog? Surely GUN sends out its elite against the aliens and Shadow, but they ARE a walkover. Two, he’s the Ultimate Lifeform. He should be able to trounce them anyway.

Terminus: And three, Harley doesn’t know much about weaponry.

Harley: And four, we wanted to get round to raping Rouge some more as fast as possible. Read on!

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Chapter Seven: I Thought You Loved Me

Rouge awoke feeling pain everywhere. Her head ached. Her hips ached. As she sat up and looked around, she saw that Shadow was not in this room of the cellar. She groaned and stood up, only to hear approaching footsteps a few seconds later.

Shadow entered the room and knelt down next to her, rubbing his stab wound carefully, "That stung," he sneered at her.

"How did you survive that?" Rouge asked, "I've killed people with less serious attacks than that!"

"Ultimate Lifeform, remember?" Shadow growled. He ran a gloved hand down Rouge's naked body slowly, and closed his eyes, "You’re mine now, Rouge."

"Go eat a dick," said Rouge, angrily, "Preferably Sonic's. You and he deserve one another."

"Maybe I will, eventually," Shadow smiled, "Maybe I'll make him eat his own damn cock. But right now, it's you I'm interested in torturing."

"Fuck you, asshole,” Rouge replied, furious, “You're just giving people more reasons to kill you."

"Why should anybody want to kill me for screwing you?" Shadow laughed, "Nobody cares about you. They'll probably say you deserve it."

"I think that GUN would not like one of their star agents raped and murdered,” Rouge said, trying to stay calm, “If you do either, they'll chase you to the ends of the earth."

"Do I really look as if I care?" Shadow asked her, "Lie back. Enjoy the ride."

"Ride, huh? The only ride you're going on is a ride to hell." Rouge spat on the cold stone floor.

"If that's true..." Shadow pushed Rouge back onto the floor, climbing on top of her, "You're coming with me!" He pulled off his gloves and began squeezing and kneading her flesh, nothing like as gently as he had when he'd raped Amy, although Rouge wasn't to know that. His nails dug into her, deep enough to draw blood. He hated this self-made whore. He hated her. And he had every intention of making her suffer as much as he had when he'd realised that she too had been using him.

Rouge screamed with every dig of his fingers into her flesh. Her bonds were too strong for her to break. She struggled with all her might but they wouldn't budge an inch. In desperation, she raised her head up and bit him.

Shadow growled in pain, and punched Rouge in the face. Then he snatched up her leotard and tore it into strips, tying it around her mouth, "You're pathetic..." he growled at her, still squeezing her body.

Rouge tried to let out a snarky retort, but it was muffled by the gag. She simply thrashed and struggled, trying to get away. Eventually she became exhausted and just fell back on the stone floor.

Shadow continued to grope her for a while, "Shall I kill you?" he snarled, "Or shall I just fuck you, over and over? Or shall I leave you here to starve? There's so many things I could do..."

And you call me a slut, thought Rouge, wishing she could remove her gag. She glared at him defiantly, determined to resist. She had been in some bad situations, but none quite as untenable as this one.

Shadow didn't care if she resisted or not. With one hand still groping her body slowly, he began to rub his cock slowly, stimulating an erection, "I sure hope I don't catch anything off you, Rouge," he sneered, "Then again, I can't say I care much any more."

I would catch HIV if it meant I could give it to you, you son of a test tube, she thought. How dare he talk about her faults when he went around raping and killing people! She hated him with all of her soul, hated him like she had never hated anything before.

Shadow continued to rub himself. Dear gods, how he hated this bitch. He had to look away, because he was so disgusted by her that he couldn't get an erection otherwise. Finally, he was hard enough to force his cock into her, "Holy shit but you're loose, Rouge," he snarled, as he began to push back and forth inside her, "Is there any traction left at all?"

Rouge cried out with every thrust, more from humiliation than pain. Indeed, there was little physical pain. But the mental agony was infinitely greater than the physical pain.

For the first time, Shadow felt dirtied by doing this. By coming into contact with Rouge, by touching her, he felt as if she was dirtying him, "I hate you!" he snarled, and unexpected tears glistened in the corners of his eyes, "I thought you cared about me! I thought you loved me! But you were just using me! You're nothing but a dirty, stinking whore!" As he continued to fuck her, he pulled the gag out of her mouth again, "I want to hear you scream," he snarled, pushing back and forth rapidly.

"If you think I'm a dirty whore, why are you fucking me? It's like saying you don't like being sick and injecting yourself with dirty needles!" Rouge shouted.

Shadow didn't answer this time. He just closed his eyes tightly, forcing the tears back, trying to get some feeling out of pushing back and forth against her.

Rouge refused to scream, refusing to capitulate to Shadow. She simply lay there, no longer making any noises. She tried to suppress a smirk as Shadow became infuriated.

Frustrated with the lack of feeling and response, the dark hedgehog flipped her onto her front. Then he forced his way into her anus. At least now I don't have to look at her slutty face, he thought.

This time she had no choice to scream as he practically tore her open. She quickly stifled it, gritting her teeth as waves of pain passed through her, "Fuck... you..." she said in a strained rasp.

Finally feeling some decent friction against his cock, Shadow began to laugh again, moving faster against Rouge, his nails digging into her shoulders.

Rouge closed her eyes and fought back tears as every thrust tore delicate flesh and broke blood vessels. The pain was intense. She normally was in control during sex, and knew how to extract the most pleasure for both involved. But now Shadow was in control and wanted only to make her suffer.

On top of her, Shadow continued to snarl and grunt like an animal, pushing her against the dirty, bloodstained floor with every thrust. Occasionally he hit her, and another viscous growl would arise from his throat.

Rouge grunted as Shadow hit her in the back of her head. Her nose began to bleed from repeated blows. She turned her head to the side to keep her face from being slammed into the floor again. The floor beneath her had a dark stain, testament to Shadow's earlier activities.

Shadow sped up, his cock finally beginning to twitch and tremble inside Rouge. He pulled out of her ass suddenly, and came on the back of her head, his cum soaking her hair and slowly pooling under her.

Rouge felt the goopy liquid splatter on her and run down her head and neck. She cringed as tendrils of it touched her face She tried to get it out, but it had thoroughly soaked into her fur.

"Shall I take you back now?" Shadow flipped her onto her back, looking down at her with disgust, "No, I don't think the store takes back soiled goods. Maybe I should keep you here, until I've got as much use out of you as I can."

"Speak for yourself," said Rouge. "You're the one who's soiled. Worthless. Corrupt. You beast."

Shadow narrowed his eyes and picked up a knife from the corner, "Do you want to die?" he asked her, "Cus every time I look at you, I want to kill you. I just can't decide if it's worth it, because nobody will give a shit."

Rouge said nothing, just lying there. She buried her face in her arms, trying not to look at Shadow. Her usual smooth confidence was completely shattered. Silent tears streamed down her face.

"Smart girl, shutting the hell up," Shadow said. He looked down at her, "Yeah, I think I know what to do with you." He knelt down and held the knife close to her face. Then he dragged the knife down her back - not deep, but easily enough to draw blood.

Rouge shrieked as a trail of flaming agony went down her back. She could feel the blood running out of the wound and the burning pain at the surface, especially when Shadow jabbed a finger into the open wound. He held the finger in front of her face and licked it, tasting her blood.

Slowly and deliberately, Shadow carved words into Rouge's back with the knife, 'UL WOZ ERE' stood out in thin, spidery writing. He grinned, "Now everybody will know," he hissed.

Rouge cried aloud from the agony of being cut over and over, "What the hell did you do to me?" she screamed.

"I'm leaving a message," Shadow sneered, "Now I'll always be with you."

"Fuck you!" Rouge shrieked, straining at her bonds, "I hate your fucking guts! Your fucking guts!"

"Everybody does, right now," Shadow picked Rouge up by the hair, "Now," the knife hovered in front of her eyes, "Let's play a game. It's called, 'Do I want to die?'."

"I want you to die!" shrieked Rouge. "Go to hell!"

Shadow laughed, then shook his head, "No, it's not funny any more," he said, "I hate you too much." With that, he pushed the knife into her left shoulder, and twisted it.

Rouge let out a bloodcurdling scream as Shadow mirrored the move she had used on him, tearing a horrific semicircular hole in her shoulder. It felt as if she were being invaded by a huge flaming piston smashing through skin and flesh. She didn't dare imagine the amount of blood that must have been gushing out of the wound

Shadow grinned wildly, leaning forward and licking off Rouge's blood as it gushed out of the wound. Now this was something he liked about her. He smirked at her, licking her blood off his lips.

Rouge shuddered and cringed. "You're disgusting. Why don't you go eat out of a trough like the filthy animal you are?"

"No, Rouge darling," Shadow grinned, "Not when I've finally found something I like about you." He continued to lick the wound, and eventually it stopped bleeding. He looked disappointed, and threw her onto her front, licking her back where he had carved words into her.

Rouge wailed in pain as Shadow's saliva inflamed her wounds. He licked her like a predatory beast tasting its prey. She had never imagined that someone could be that vile and depraved. It filled her with horror and rage.

Shadow continued to lick her until she was clean, grinning, "You don't deserve it," he said, "But I suppose I'll let you live for now. Tomorrow? Who knows." He laughed and walked out of the room, taking the knife with him, "See you tomorrow, Rouge."

Rouge closed her eyes and tried to drive away the horrible thoughts infesting her mind. She knew Shadow would kill her at one point. It was only a matter of time. She looked over at the ropes restraining her and noticed that one of them was frayed from the strain it had been put on. She smirked, inside, knowing what to do. With all her might, she pulled on the ropes holding her arms fast, breaking the bonds. Payback time, she thought as she stood up.

She walked out the door and saw Shadow standing with his back turned. Snaking over to him, she jabbed her fingers in his knife wound to bring him to his knees and then grabbed his throat in a crushing grip. "Die, bitch," she snarled as she squeezed as hard as she could.

But after the assault on her body, she was weak. Shadow gasped for a few seconds, and then hit out at her. He raised the knife again and drove it into her chest again and again, snarling aloud like a wild animal.

Rouge gasped as the knife pierced her heart. Shadow withdrew it and Rouge dropped limply to the floor, blood pouring out of her chest and pooling under her.

Shadow grinned as he watched the light fade from her eyes, "That's what you get for messing with the Ultimate Lifeform, bitch," Shadow smirked, watching the blood pool. He bent over and began to lick it off her body, half-wishing she was alive to see it. But corpses don’t bleed much. He knelt down beside her body, and stared at it for a while. Then he closed his eyes, and went to sleep, still holding the knife tightly.

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Harley: Blood Play! I TOLD you so!

Terminus: Jeez, Harley, you’re sick!

Harley: You’re calling me sick?! Wait until they read the next chapter!