The New Teen Titans Fall to the Sons of Trigon Chapter 1: Nightwing Pays the Price Evan Andrews 2024
The following story is a work of fan fiction set in an imprecise period of the DC universe. Frankly, I've given up on figuring out the DC continuity anymore.
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Nightwing, Dick Grayson, had no idea where they'd come from, or who they were. The three men wore street clothes and bore no sign that they were working for one of Dick's many supervillain enemies. These three, on the other hand, had pounced on him, subdued him, trussed him up (shades of the Boy Hostage in that) in an instant. They were strong, almost inhumanly strong, and Dick had a very bad feeling about this abduction.
Dick hoped that he was these guys' only target but figured the odds were against that.
`"Be careful, team,' he prayed.
Having secured the leader of the Teen Titans, the three villains gagged him and fit a heavy duty blindfold around his head before throwing him in the trunk of a car. (And they made sure to strap him down as well. Dick would have no opportunity to engineer an escape.) After a circuitous drive, the villains brought him to wherever this place was.
Once released from the trunk, Dick fought every inch of the way into the villains' complex, of course. Batman had taught him back in his Robin days always to fight and always to struggle, but in this case it did no good. After what felt like miles of corridors, they drug their victim into a plain room with only a single piece of furniture.
"Take out his gag and remove his blindfold."
The ball-gag was pulled out of the Titan's mouth.
"What do you four-eyed goons want," Dick immediately demanded as they drug him along. Always start with bravado.
The villains instantly let their glamour drop, and Dick knew instantly who—or rather what—the three dark men were. The ruddy skin and the two sets of eyes, one above the other, were as much a giveaway as was the cruelty written large across their faces.
"Want?! We want to, and we will, teach you a lesson, human scum," the tall Son of Trigon said, hooking his arms under Dick's and pulling the hero up on his tiptoes.
"You," the one with long hair said as he ripped Dick's black costume open at the neck, "Just had to interfere with things that didn't concern you."
"Yeah," the pugnacious one said as he tore the tattered spandex off Dick's body, baring his chest. "You kept our sister from fulfilling her destiny and ruling the universe at our father's side."
"Sister?" Dick said. "Raven?"
"You keep her name out of your fucking mouth, maggot!" the pugnacious one screamed, and he pulled back and punched Dick in the stomach. Hard.
Dick almost passed out as he doubled over, and he almost vomited up his last three meals so great was the pain.
Tall One threw the stunned half-naked Dick belly down on a raised mattress, and the brothers fell on top of him, taking control of his arms and cuffing his wrists to opposite corners of the top of the bed. Long Hair and Tall One then pulled off the young hero's boots and made short work of ridding him of his jet black leggings and sports briefs before cuffing his ankles to the other corners.
Spreadeagled and belly down, Dick struggled against the bondage, but these monsters had much better hardware than your run-of-the-mill villain. Much better—and probably magical.
"Fuck all three of you!" Dick yelled, defiant in spite of his helpless position. "Raven's my friend, and I'll always be there for her!"
"We'll see about that," Tall One said. "Jared, you want to go first?"
"I thought we'd have to fight over that privilege," Jared, the pugnacious one, said, reaching for the fly of his pants.
"No!" Dick cried as Jared stepped behind him, but Long Hair forced the hero's face into the mattress, muffling his screams. And Dick did scream. He had good reason to.
Jared engaged in no preliminaries; He spit on Dick `s sphincter and then forced every inch of an inhumanly large cock into his victim's anal channel.
"Mreeeeee!" Dick screamed as he writhed under the monster's and the monster's monster cock's assault on his guts.
Of course, Dick hadn't gotten to this point of his life without having the occasional encounter with members of his own sex, so his ass was in no way virgin. Some of those encounters had been with lovers, like Roy, and were gentle, tender, and loving. Some were at the hands of villains who, after he'd reached a certain level of maturity, had added sexual assault to the usual indignities to be inflicted on the Boy Hostage. Even the most sadistic of those villains, though, had not been as thoroughly vicious as this rapist was ramping up to be.
"Jesse, let the human's head up," Jared said. "I want to hear him scream."
Jesse, Long Hair, released his hold on Dick's head, and the brothers' victim turned his head to the side, opened his mouth wide, and cried out in agony.
"No! Ugh! Fuck, don't! Ugh! You...! Ugh! You're going to kill me! Arrrrrrrggghh!"
Jared was bottoming out now—each thrust rearranging Dick's internal organs as the fiend rammed his message home.
"You fuck with our sister; we fuck you!" Jared grunted as he pounded Dick's hot shapely ass.
"You fucking monsters!" Dick screamed. "Ayyyiyiiee!"
If Dick had thought that the frankly pathetic tones of his cries might make Trigon's Boys relent, he was shown to be in profound error.
"Fucking monsters," Jesse smiled wickedly, "I like the sound of that. Make him scream louder, Jared."
As it turned out, Nightwing's cries accomplished nothing but to make Jared fuck his victim all the harder. Harder. And faster. And deeper. And... No, Trigon's son wouldn't kill this miserable human—yet--but he would make the hero think twice before ever again sticking his nose where it didn't belong.
Dick's body rocked in time to Jared's emphatic rape torture. Often, when villains had fucked him, Dick managed to get to the point where his ass accepted the penetration. Some sort of pleasure, even if tinged with pain, eventually suffused his body, and he was able to get through the experience with his spirit intact. In this case, however, there was something that kept him from reaching that point. Dick didn't know if it was because of the brothers' auras or if something in their precum kept their rape the horror it was meant to be. And Dick was aware of every second and every swollen inch of that horror. Such a huge dick! In addition (though Dick wasn't entirely sure about this) the hero felt sure that as Jared's cock made a Moho out of his ass, two other things rubbed across his ass cheeks. Two things that felt like cocks, but that couldn't be because Jesse was holding his shoulders down and Tall One was standing to the side, kneading the incredibly massive bulge in his pants.
At length, the Tall One said, "Jesse, I didn't think it possible, but I'm getting tired of listening to the human scream. Gag him with your cock."
`Do your worst,' Dick wanted to say. (But he was screaming too much to actually say anything out loud.) And he held that defiant spirit until Jesse pulled his pants open and his dick sprang out—no, not dick. Holy fuck-meat! It wasn't even two dicks like King Shark had. (Constantine had made sure to tell them all about that encounter!) No, the Son of Trigon (and presumably his brothers) had three rigid shafts rising from his crotch, each one leaking inhuman precum—rosy, pink precum. (Fuck, THIS was why he kept imagining there were two other dicks rubbing against his ass cheeks! Because there were!)
"What the fuck...!" Dick cried as Jesse took hold of the middle cock, the biggest one, naturally, and crammed it into the hero's mouth.
The sheer thickness of Jesse's shaft forced Dick's jaws wide, almost too wide. For a second the Titan was sure this vengeful cock would dislocate his jaw. In order to get control of the situation, Dick did something he'd never done—not in even the most hopeless situation with the most sadistic villain—he tried to bite Jesse's cock off.
And failed.
Not only did Dick not manage to bite the organ off, hell, his teeth didn't even penetrate the skin. (And, though he wouldn't learn this until later, the hero hadn't even bruised the demonic cock!)
A roar of laughter erupted from the monster, now busily raping Dick's face.
"Nice try, human," Jesse sneered, and he thrust in far enough to give Dick's vocal apparatus something better to do than produce sound. "Jacob, you got a Collar on you?"
Jacob, the tall one, held up a neck-sized metal ring, hinged on one side with a fastener on the other. The metal glinted dull red in the muted light of the room, but whether that was due to the light or because the metal really was red, Dick never learned. Jacob tossed the Collar to his brother.
"For that stunt, filthy human, you get to wear a Domination Collar," Jesse said as he fastened the circle of metal around Dick's throat. "I hope you enjoy."
"I hope he doesn't," Jared said, still punish-fucking Dick's ass.
Almost instantly, Dick realized what was meant by the term Domination Collar. The hero's instinct to fight his rapes, oral and anal, vanished in an instant. Dick's body left off its struggles, and he submitted to the ordeal. He just let his double violation happen. The Sons of Trigon were, something whispered in his brain, naturally better than him, and their using him this way was only proper. Humans should submit to Trigon and his children in all things.
Dick now sobbed, not in pain and humiliation but in contrition as Jesse's big middle cock forced its way through his mouth and deep into his throat. As the throat fucking got as serious as the ass fucking, Dick (with the help of the Collar) realized that what Jacob had said was the truth. What Dick (and the other Titans, but Dick was the leader and therefore responsible) had done was presumptive, but more than that it was fundamentally wrong. He, and his friends, needed to atone for their misdeeds. Pay for them as long and as hard as the Sons of Trigon decided they should.
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" Dick grunted because with Jesse's piece in his throat he couldn't manage to form the words, "Fuck me! Breed me! Bitch me!"
Penitently now, Dick suffered, willingly, under the assault until the two Trigon Boys ended it by cumming. Jared filled the hero's man-cunt to overflowing while his side cocks fired salvos of demon jizz up onto Dick's back. Jesse, at the same time, shot a gallon of sperm down Dick's throat while his side cocks blew wads of demon sperm up into his dark hair.
Exhausted, Dick collapsed onto his stomach on the bed, and that was when he noticed that the sperm leaking out of his mouth was not white like a human's was, not the rosy pink of Jesse's precum. No, it was brilliant red. A red deeper than blood. Dick wondered if part of the red might be his own blood and if his ass was leaking a fluid of the same color. Wondering about these things for long, though, was beyond the Titan's ability, though, thanks to the Collar. Instead Dick dealt with the whole unreal thing the only way he could. He passed out.
"Well, that's the first, one" Jared said, "And he's still breathing. Interesting. Usually humans just die when I fuck them like that."
"Superheroes must be made of sterner stuff, I guess," Jacob mused.
"Well, sterner stuff or not, this one's not going anywhere," Jesse said as he double checked on the Collar, "So you can let him loose of the cuffs. It's time to scoop up the second target--the green skinned one—I guess. Dibs on his cunt."
"And then I get to take the blond," Jacob said. "He's the worst of the lot anyhow and in some ways the most dangerous."
The Sons of Trigon pulled up their pants and left the naked unrestrained Dick passed out alone, his body striped with and his holes leaking their demonic sperm of vengeance.