Notes: If you are a angry (possibly homophobic) girl and not a boy please pretend you are for about 5 minutes of your life or just don't read this update its as simple as that. And if you are not one of those types of girls congrats i like you and enjoy the lemon.
Warning: Extremely gentle, not consensual, size kink, very very soft sex you are warned this is not my usual dark mtmte rape story but it is still rape and kind of dark towards the end.
"P-Please stop..", you struggled unarmed and unarmored underneath the bonds that held you tied to the large mechs berth. "Max I didn't ask for this, stop!" In between your pleas were soft moans that erupted from your vocal box unwillingly. You werent in pain, you werent in pain at all, all Fortress Maximus was doing was gently stroking your spike like it was the most gentle thing he ever held. It felt good but you didn't want this. You had just met the large mech only a few hours ago. And you already knew that he had a lot more than a few screws loose.
Flashback
"Welcome aboard the lost light y/n, we've been needing another medic." Rodimus chimed while giving a light tap on your armored shoulders snapping you from your gaze. "Who's that?" You pointed into the direction of a very large handsome mech that had caught your optics as soon as you walked in. "Oh..that's Fortress Maximus. He's a very..disturbed mech steer clear of him." Rodimus ordered sternly, you were about to protest when you decided it wasn't worth causing trouble your first day of the job.
Although heeding Rodimus' advice you ran into the large mech anyway. You silently walked passed him in the corridor, avoiding to sneak a lustful glance. You would have liked to take him to berth but the size of his frame was just too much to handle mostly since you were shorter than Rung. You just decided that a little conversation was ok so you disobeyed rodimus and went up to 'Fort Max' to talk to him. "Hey I'm the new medic here and-"
"AH AH MM~" You were interupted from your memory when Fortress Maximus gently entered your spike into his mouth performing intense oral interface on your sexual organ. You moaned even louder when his glossa roamed the tip and pushed your almost average sized appendage deeper into his mouth. You finally were able to gain your train of thought back when he slowed down and finally maneuvered to stroking again after getting tired of having your transfluid dribble from his mouth.
Flashback
"-and just let me know if you ever need assistance in anything." You looked up at the towering mech as he seemed deep in thought. Finally a grin came to his face plates. "Actually you can help me with something but I'll only feel comfortable talking about it if we were in my living space." You nodded your helm to his request of assistance and followed him to his room. When you got there he opened the door slowly and turned the light on. You were shocked at what you saw. Hundreds of photos of mechs and femmes 'doing it' all over his walls.
You gasped when placed a sharp spank on your aft and motioned for you to come in. You were hesitant but agreed. For two hours he talked about his nightmares and his addiction with "self service". After awhile you realised that rodimus was right this mech was truly disturbed. You were planning on bolting out of there so you told 'Max' you'll make him some appointments with Rung about his issues. He seemed to get passive aggressive with you when you mentioned for him to see someone other than you.
"I'm sorry but I'm only in the medical field of injury and sparkling delivery, not mental health.", you lied. You had been a previous therapist and ems worker in iacon. He could tell you were lying and you could tell he didn't like it one bit. Next thing you knew he knocked you out and tied you to his berth. You woke up feeling immense pleasure and gentle large hands stroking you.
Flashback Over.
"Max..please just let me go, and i won't tell anyone you did this." "I may be crazy but I'm not stupid." He smirked still gently stroking your member. Suddenly you felt a small but effective knot in your gestation tank. The knot got a bit stronger as he worked up the pace realising what was about happen. Not long after it did happen. You cried out when you felt and took sight of the scene in which your spike pumped out transfluid right on to your 'tormentor's' faceplates. Fortress Maximus smirked and simply cleaned your mess up with his glossa.
"My turn." He chuckled removing his codpiece. You struggled more than you did before once you realised just what exactly he was going to do. "Max please, I'm stainless! I don't want my first time to be like this. I can get you help max! All you have to do is let me go..." "I know you're stainless..and if i let you go this would be pointless." He winked at you before pushing into your smaller frames port with his large spike. He was bigger than you expected and his taunting behavior was not helping.
"Max!" You screamed while your optics filled with static and tears streamed down your face, it hurt so much even though he was being more gentle than Swerve with his special high grade cubes. The feeling of him stretching you and filling you was enough to send you over the edge of pleasure again. His thrusts were slow and soft but that didn't stop anything from hurting. As he picked up the pace the room filled with a metal clashing with metal sound and a distinct sexual fluids smell.
Max didn't last long before his overload claimed him. You overloaded again too but far before his overload even thought of uprising. Both of your spikes were swollen and limp and the berth underneath you felt damp with fluids. Instead of max releasing you he kept you there and used you every orbital cycle that passed as he pleased and when rodimus asked just what the pit he was doing he simply responded with, "Y/n is helping me with my self service and nightmare problems. Because that's what medics do..they help."
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