Our Passion For You (Completed)

Chapter 4

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"NO! NO! Pleeease!! Stop! Just stop!" Mettaton screamed as loud as his lungs could muster. Pink tears streamed down his face as he was held by his arms. He didn't want to be used as a toy again. A play thing. Alphys herself had told him that he was much more than that. All he wanted to do was prove himself!

"Mmmmm. You smell scrumptious. I've never fucked a robot before. I'm most definitely going to enjoy this." Montey sniffed at Mettaton's hair, causing the poor star to flinch and whine. "Please no! P-please don't do this to me!"

"Ah shut up!" One of the twins (he guessed they had to be since they looked exactly alike) slapped him across the face. Boy was it a mistake on Alphys' part to make it so Mettaton could bruise like a real human. If he was back to a ghost, a simple little ghost like he once was, he wouldn't be able to feel the pain. They wouldn't be able to touch him period. He would be safe. But now? He wouldn't be getting out of this.

"No reason to be afraid baby boy. Old Montey hear will get you moaning in no time. Just sit back and enjoy." Mettaton was going to protest for the millionth time but before he could, Montey shoved his wet, slimy, and thick saliva covered tongue down the bots throat. He almost gagged and shook with disgust. The taste was horrid. He could taste dog food, toilet water? And bad breath. His eyes were wet with tears again as the bloodhound moved his pink muscle around Mettaton's cavern. He could feel Montey's tongue scrap against his teeth and next came the roof of his mouth. "Damn. Come on Monety can't we join? We had him first after all. We can gangbang." The one to the right of the bot said as he eyeballed the two. Disgusting monsters! Of course they would enjoy this! The dog pulled away from what he considered 'kissing' to look at the two beast. "Fine. Whatever. It'll be more fun that way."

It was happening. Mettaton tried so hard. So very hard to imagine himself back at home with his dinosaur friend. He imagined himself and Alphys watching those stupid cartoons that she liked so much. What were they called? Anime? He wouldn't mind watching those with her at the moment. He would literally take doing anything else. Literally anything else right now. Sometimes when him and Alphys were home, the horny lizard would touch or say inappropriate things to her creation. And each time Mettaton would have to put her back in her place. She never went too far and he knew she couldn't really help it but God was it annoying to having to keep batting her hand away or reminding her every few hours about her crude remarks on his appearance and her weird and perverted fantasies. Really wish that's all I'd have to deal with right now.

"OW!" Reality came spiraling back as Mettaton felt someone bite into his metal skin. He twitched and whined out loud. One of the twins gripped his cock in his hand and started pumping it hard, making the robot gasp and thrash around. "Stop! No! Don't! Noooo!!" He could hear the snickers coming from the monsters as another one clamped their hand over his mouth. "You talk too damn much." Mettaton felt a rather strong arm wrap themselves around his waist and another pull his hair back. Cold lips trailed along his stomach and towards his nipples. Yep. He had those too. Thank Alphys.

"Mmmmmfff!"

"Stop fighting it." Montey sneered, rubbing his gross cock against the star's entrance. Mettaton bucked his hips in order to move out of the dog's way but the twins each held a leg, spreading them wide for easier access. Once again the small bot was pounded into, forcing his walls to open once more, violently. All he could do was cry and take it all in. Fuck. How could I let this happen...?

Mettaton wasn't sure how long the rape lasted as he was put through different torture, positions and horrid acts. His ass was filled to the brim with cum mixed with oil leaking out. His tongue was covered in the sticky white semen too. It tasted God awful and he was forced to swallow some but it was just too much to slip down his throat. Scratches and bruises covered his whole pale body. There was no hiding the scars that were so evident. His scalp pulsed in pain from all the harsh hair tugging. He felt so drained because they made him cum so much without his consent. He didn't want to but there was no stopping his cream juices from spilling out. His body didn't know the difference. And he wouldn't stop twitching from the intense orgasm that he had experienced just a few minutes ago. Everything hurt. It was blaring with pain.

Mettaton opened his one good eye and looked around at the now empty alleyway. It was about time. He must have endure that torture for at least two hours. They were the worst two hours of his life. Worse than hearing his 'audience' booing at him as he tried his hardest to perform. But not in the way they craved. Maybe dying here won't be so bad. What was my purpose of living anyway? I can't do anything right. I'm a complete failure and a terrible monster who left his cousin for his own selfish reasons. Maybe this is my karma....I'll take it. I'm sorry blooky..... The bot breathed heavily and closed his eye once more as he 'bled' out. Oil soaked everything around the star as the black ink spilled from his open wounds and torn ass. A pathetic life wasted.