Damian one-shots

What of Damian got abused

*Alfred is dead*
Prompt: TRIGGER WARNINGS: please read with caution it will get very dark. It will mention a lot of issues like self-harm, rape, abuse ,and ect.16 year old Damian is getting abused by dear old dad, Bruce Wayne. It started out when Damian came here. Bruce
became verbally violent (Racist slurs since he from south Arabia stuff like that) towards him but never physically. Damian was 8 when he came. Bruce only became physical after this moment when he was 11.
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Damian's POV
(Flashback to when Damian was 11)
I wanted to breakdown so badly but we were in the middle of a fight. I accidentally killed someone. I swear I didn't mean too. He just was about hurt a little girl who's only 5 or 6 and I snapped. I just there staring at the body in shame. I haven't killed in about 3 years. The Joker and Harley were knocked out and tied up by Batman. He walks by me and mutters 'lets go mutt'. I walk after him, my shoulders and head hung low. He hops in the bat mobile. I follow in after him. After he starts to drive off, I start for tear up. I NEVER wanted to kill again. I just kept thinking
'Murder'
'Killer'
'Demon'
'Satan'
'Disappointment'
'Failure'
'Unwanted'
Those words and many others still filled my head as the 10 minutes go by by driving to the bat cave. I hop out and pull off my mask and go to where we get briefed which is by the bat computer. Father pushed of his mask then looks me straight in the eyes. He grabbed me by the throat. My face starts to turn blue and my vision starts to blur before he lets me breath. He doesn't drop me. He then drags me up the stairs into his bedroom. He looks at me maliciously then ties my hands to bottom post of the bed. I am facing downwards with my back facing upwards. My feet tied to the top posts of the bed.
(Reader discretion is advised skip to when I say Flashback over to skip this part)
I hear a zipper unzip..... he is not going there..... is he? I then feel a exact-o-knife go down my back and my thighs. He cut my back multiple times more than likely on purpose. I then scream. He just put .....himself inside....,. of .......me. His son. He just put HIS dick into HIS son because HE wanted to. Not me, the man I once called father, wanted to do that to me. He kept thrusting and thrusting causing more pain every time. Then I feel it. He just cumed. I can hear him moaning. I am crying and going and crying begging him to stop. He slaps my ass then leans over then wishers "yell my name. Yell daddy. Beg for me to give you my cum. Then you will please me. If you fail to do that, well just hope you don't. I do as I am told. I don't want to get hurt anymore than I already am. "Daddy give me some, give me cum."I moan out. I hear him grunt like that wasn't good enough so I repeated this "Fuck me daddy make me choke". I could hear him grinning. "OooOoo let me make you a little more mobile. I feel my wrists and feet being untied. I look at him and see him fully naked. He ways me to stand up. I'm terrified. I wobbly stand up. He makes me walk towards him then kneel. I am facing his 'area'. "Suck me. Take me all in. You whore. You slut. You will won't be hunger after this." Bruce says. I nod. I start at the top then put him in as much as I can then start sucking on his dick. I make him moan. The sick bastard starts grabbing my hair pushing me closer to him. His dick gets hard. I keep going. He then cums again. Bruce says not to swallow. So i don't. I am not going through anymore torture after this hopefully. He yanks my head out after about 25 minutes. My mouth full of cum he then says "give me it back. Give me it back now." He grabs my face and he makes me make out with him. I give him all the cum I could then stop. He then says well it chokes out because of the cum still in his mouth "go over to the bed. Bend over. You will be blessed". I do as I am told. He gets down to my level where he is my
Entrance then starts sticking his tongue in there. While putting his substance all over my ass. He stands up when he is done with me."not bad, see you tomorrow night, now go of. You don't want to know what would happen if you told someone". I run out if the room then into mine. Put on full clothes then lay Down in bed. Then think 'blessed you mean HELL'
Flashback over~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It kept going very night. Pain, Pain, and more Pain. 5 years manage to keep this away from the world. I have two more years left before I can escape. I wake up in my bed aching from the night before. I am not robin anymore. I gave up the title and we aren't continuing it either. Children shouldn't have to do this, being vigilante, you having to lie to your friends because you don't want them to get hurt because of your night job.
I am known as the shadow or white knight . It's cliché i know. But I didn't choose it so. The costume looks like this