The Devil's Details

Said the Spider to the Fly...

You scramble for the handle of the bay door. You had no idea where you planned on going. Anywhere but here. You pull up and the it clangs open noisily and you leap out, only to be caught in mid air by the hands of about ten Saviors. It had been a long time since you crowd surfed but there you were, getting passed back to Negan. He's struggling to control your thrashing body but he's laughing and it makes you struggle even harder. He wraps a fist in your hair and pulls tight. The more you writhed, the harder he pulled. Eventually, you had no choice but to stop flailing.

"Tell Stan to take the backroads home." Negan instructed and slammed the door back down.
He has you cornered and you feel stinging tears well up in your eyes. He turns on a lantern and you wipe them away before he sees them.
"You almost made it." He states calmly. "Two more days and you wouldn't be in this fucking mess."
You stare at him dumbfounded.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
The truck lurches forward and you fall into him. He catches you and pushes you against the wall and kisses you. You push against his chest but he grabs you by the neck and holds you steady. You hate the way he makes you feel. You were so scared. You know there was big trouble ahead for you but when he was this close to you it made you weak.
"I was testing you, baby." He answered when he was through attacking your mouth. "You failed. I was really rooting for you too."
"You fucking set me up?"
You go wild, pounding on his chest and kicking at him. This was by far the worst thing he had ever done to you. It trumped the whipping you received, the drunken brawl he forced you into and even the torturous life lesson that had left you sore for days. He used what you loved against you and you had fallen for it.
"Nice touch about you wanting to learn to hunt though." He drawls, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head.
You feel a blush rise to your face. He moves in to kiss you again and you gnash your teeth at him, hoping to catch his bottom lip but he's too fast. The truck is hitting some serious bumps in the road and he's forced to release your hands to keep his balance. You move quickly to the other side of the truck and he's on you instantly, pushing you against a wall again.
"So you're going to fucking bite me?" He snarls.
"Try and find out." You hiss.
"You are in the worst kind of shit and you still run your mouth and make childish threats. I kinda anticipated this."
He grabs you by the shoulders and spins you, pressing your body harshly against metal wall and forces your arms behind your back. You feel the bite of handcuffs before he twists you back to face him.
"No biting." He warns and proceeds to tie his red scarf around your mouth, effectively gagging you. You can taste him on it. "We've got some time before we get back to the Sanctuary. Let's make the most of it."
You just keep shaking your head 'no'. He was taking you back there and the fear of the unknown burns in your stomach. Your heart is pounding and you're looking to him with imploring eyes. He just smiles. He likes it when you look this way.
Negan is fumbling with the drawstring on you cargo pants while his other hand creeps under you shirt, squeezing your breasts. He rolls your nipples in his fingers and the spring to attention under the rough treatment. You moan through the gag. Why does your body have to betray you like this?
"I'm clipping your wings, little bird." He tells you, pushing your pants to your ankles. "We gotta train you all over again."
He unzips his pants and his hardened cock thrusts forward. Pulling up the front of your shirt, he rubs it over the soft skin of your belly and moans softly at the feel of it. Grabbing your ass with both hands, he picks you up, forcing your legs around his waist. His dick is poised at your entrance.
"Your always so fucking wet for me."
His voice is a raspy whisper. He was right. It was awful that you couldn't wait to feel him inside you. You knew that even after he fucked you here it wouldn't negate anything he had planned for you at the compound. But nothing mattered but the anticipation of him taking you right here and now.
The truck hits a jarring bump and Negan is forced inside you. The groan that escapes him makes your sex release a gush of moisture soaking you both. He holds still and you hit a for series of small snags in the road, his dick moving in you in perfect synchronicity with them. He stands frozen again. It was agonizing waiting for the next jolt but when it comes, it's huge. The penetration makes you gasp as he's pushed to the very hilt of your sex.
You beg through the gag with small whimpers. He smiles and bites his lip enjoying your torment. Burying his face in your neck, he begins marking you again and you groan in protest at the harsh sucking but it's soon forgotten as he begins grinding into you. Waves of pleasure begin washing over you and when the wheels take another staggering hit, your orgasm begins to swell inside you. You squeeze your legs tighter around him, pulling him in closer.
"My eager little tramp..." He whispers in your ear, picking up the pace of his thrusting.
Negan's breathing quickens and when the truck takes a tremendous jolt, you come first, the gag muffling your scream. Liquid sugar pours from you, leading him to his climax. His heat fills your sex, mixing with yours as a primal roar escapes him. He's pressing his forehead to yours as he finishes with three more deep strokes and kisses you over the scarf. There will be no biting.
Negan helps redressing you since he refuses to release you from your cuffs.
"What I should do is parade you out of here fucking naked." He says sternly. "It might teach you a little humility."
Your cheeks are burning. You wouldn't put something like that past him if he was angry enough. The clanging of the Sanctuary gate announces your arrival and you shiver. You don't want to think of the plans he probably has for you.
The sun was just starting to come up and Negan leads you inside the main building. Simon had made sure that he was down in the vehicle yard when you arrived. He's wearing a huge grin of satisfaction on his face when he sees you shackled and silent. There was no love lost between the two of you. When Negan gave you the Haven, it had been a huge slap in the face to him. But it appears he got the last laugh.
Negan has you firmly by the arm and leads you towards cells. There would be no comfortable bed for you tonight. You wouldn't be folded up in his arms tonight either. Simon unlocks the door and  pushes you inside. You want to ask about who was in charge of your people but the gag is still in place and your words are muffled nonsense.
"I have absolutely no interest in what you're trying to tell me." Negan states coldly. "I need sleep and you sure as shit are going to need sleep. It seems that you're not responding to my gentler side so I'm going to get hard on you, baby."
The door slams in your face and you're plunged into darkness. You slump back against the wall and slide down to the floor. The last thing you hear is Negan's familiar whistle getting farther and farther away. You choke back a sob.