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bradygirl_12Title: Rainbow’s Freedom (The Dark Knight Of The Soul Arc) (13/38)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Bruce, Ollie/Dinah
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. A Great Trial crashes down upon the House Of Wayne. Can Bruce and Clark’s relationship survive? Will the Family’s strength be enough to see them through this Time of Fear and Darkness? The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: Sexual assault, violence
Spoilers: None
Summary: Desperation brings the Darkness.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): October 19, 2008
Date Of Posting: October 1, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 969
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
The nightmare whispers,
Borne on the breeze,
Horrific visions,
Sadistic tease.
XIII
NIGHTMARE’S WHISPER
“No! Please! Don’t!”
Clark struggled as he was dragged out of his cage, the rocky ground tearing the skin off his knees. The leering slaver tugged on his collar chain, Clark toppling over.
“Whatta stupid slut! Your knees are the place you’re meant to be.” The massive slaver laughed, dragging Clark forward, forcing him to move on his knees. “Not so pretty now, are you, padding along like a dog, huh?” He yanked Clark’s head up painfully. “Not so high-and-mighty now, are you? Trailin’ at the heels of the Prince, you figured you were a pretty big deal, huh? The Prince’s Prize ain’t so grand now, are ya?”
Clark gasped as a harsh tug on the collar chain hurt his neck. He groaned as he was dragged up, his face pressed against the slaver’s groin. Thick fingers carded through his hair, the slaver’s hips moving.
“Mmm, for a slut you’re not bad.” The slaver yanked Clark’s head back and unbuckled his belt. “Now, that mouth of yours is made for a little cock-tastin’. And, hey, this time you’re not a virgin!” Calloused hands grabbed Clark’s hips as another slaver came up behind him, pulling his ass cheeks apart.
Clark struggled. “Please, no! Don’t do this!”
Both slavers laughed as the first slaver rubbed his cock against Clark’s mouth, the second slaver plunging his engorged cock into Clark’s ass. The first slaver crooned, “No Prince’s pet anymore, eh? Just another slut doin’ what you were born to do!”
A scream sounded from somewhere in the distance. Clark gasped and gagged as the slaver withdrew. “That’s Dick!” He tried to get away. “Please, I have to save him!”
The slaver snorted and started to shove his cock back into Clark’s mouth. “You’re not finished here, slut,” he growled, stroking his victim’s face and throat as he started to push back in…
Another scream…
& & & & & &
Bruce sat bolt upright on the couch, shaking violently and covered in sweat. It was dark, the living room drapes drawn. Heart pounding, he looked around wildly.
“Dick,” he breathed. He leapt off the couch, hurrying upstairs to Dick’s room, but it was empty. Sagging against the wall, he spotted the nightstand clock.
Of course. It’s only six o’clock. Not even patrol time yet.
Dick could be in the gym or out in the garden with Melody and Roy. Ollie and his Squire had arrived this morning.
He was still trembling. Dick was fine, but Clark? He shut his eyes against the images from his nightmare.
Oh, Clark.
Exhausted, he slid to the floor and put his head down on his knees.
& & & & & &
Ollie snapped his cellphone shut. “Damn.”
Dinah sighed as she watched the children in the garden. They were sitting at the table, shaded by a yellow-and-white striped umbrella. “Nothing?”
“Yeah.” Frustration showed in the blond’s face. “With every passing hour, the likelihood of finding Clark gets lower and lower.”
“Bruce will go out of his mind.”
“I know.” Ollie rubbed his eyes. “Dinah, I’m very worried about Clark, but I’m just as worried about Bruce, too.” He looked at her gravely. “You didn’t see him after his parents deaths. It took him years to function normally again.”
Dinah shivered. “I know. To see them gunned down right in front of his eyes…”
“It’s tough. I never saw my parents’ bodies. Uncle Andrew didn’t allow it. It was a closed casket funeral for both.” Dinah laid a hand on his arm. “I wanted to see them, but the plane crash messed them up too badly.” Ollie took a deep breath. “I got a chance to say goodbye, but it was to a couple of coffins. Still, at least I know they died.” His eyes met Dinah’s. “What if Bruce never learns Clark’s fate? What if he spends the rest of his life wondering if Clark’s still alive and suffering, or died a horrible death?”
“Please don’t, Ollie,” Dinah pleaded softly.
“I’m sorry.” He squeezed her hand. “I’m getting all morbid, I know.”
Dinah sighed. “It’s hard not to. Not only this with Clark, but first Hal so sick after his disappearance in space and now Steve falls ill.”
“Good thing that virus was contained on the moonbase.”
Dinah frowned. “Surely someone saw Clark being taken! It was downtown Gotham, for heaven’s sake!”
Ollie stood up. “I just can’t sit around here.”
“It’s too early for patrol.”
“Yeah, but every second counts. I’m going on the computer and see what I can scare up.”
Ollie headed for the Manor.
He entered through the kitchen, picking up a shiny green apple as he strode toward the library.
“Bruce!” He hurried forward to the hunched figure on the floor. “You look like hell. Are you sick?”
Bruce nodded. “Sick with worry,” he rasped. He grabbed Ollie’s arm. “What’s happening to Clark right now?”
Ollie hid his wince at Bruce’s bruising grip. He put his hand over his friend’s. “I don’t know. We can only hope for the best.”
“That’s not good enough!” Bruce stood up. Anger dripped from every word. “He could be in some harem or off-world or some brothel! He could be…be…”
Ollie understood all too well. “Bruce, we will find him.”
“When?” Bruce snapped. “When it’s too late?”
Ollie kept a rein on his own temper. He was frustrated, too, but how much worse was it for Bruce? Especially if what Dinah suspected about Bruce’s true feelings was correct.
“You and I combine our resources, and we’re unstoppable.”
Bruce stared, then nodded curtly.
“Let’s go to the Cave. It’ll be time for patrol soon.”
Ollie followed Bruce through the clock and down the stone steps.
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: (this chapter): Clark/Bruce, Ollie/Dinah
Series Notes: In the 23rd century, Earth is a technologically-advanced society that practices the ancient institution of slavery. A Great Trial crashes down upon the House Of Wayne. Can Bruce and Clark’s relationship survive? Will the Family’s strength be enough to see them through this Time of Fear and Darkness? The entire series can be found here.
Genres: AU, Drama, Slavefic
Rating: (this chapter): NC-17
Warnings: Sexual assault, violence
Spoilers: None
Summary: Desperation brings the Darkness.
Date Of Completion (First Draft): October 19, 2008
Date Of Posting: October 1, 2009
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 969
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Borne on the breeze,
Horrific visions,
Sadistic tease.
Eli Stone
"Nightmare’s Whisper"
2011 C.E.
NIGHTMARE’S WHISPER
“No! Please! Don’t!”
Clark struggled as he was dragged out of his cage, the rocky ground tearing the skin off his knees. The leering slaver tugged on his collar chain, Clark toppling over.
“Whatta stupid slut! Your knees are the place you’re meant to be.” The massive slaver laughed, dragging Clark forward, forcing him to move on his knees. “Not so pretty now, are you, padding along like a dog, huh?” He yanked Clark’s head up painfully. “Not so high-and-mighty now, are you? Trailin’ at the heels of the Prince, you figured you were a pretty big deal, huh? The Prince’s Prize ain’t so grand now, are ya?”
Clark gasped as a harsh tug on the collar chain hurt his neck. He groaned as he was dragged up, his face pressed against the slaver’s groin. Thick fingers carded through his hair, the slaver’s hips moving.
“Mmm, for a slut you’re not bad.” The slaver yanked Clark’s head back and unbuckled his belt. “Now, that mouth of yours is made for a little cock-tastin’. And, hey, this time you’re not a virgin!” Calloused hands grabbed Clark’s hips as another slaver came up behind him, pulling his ass cheeks apart.
Clark struggled. “Please, no! Don’t do this!”
Both slavers laughed as the first slaver rubbed his cock against Clark’s mouth, the second slaver plunging his engorged cock into Clark’s ass. The first slaver crooned, “No Prince’s pet anymore, eh? Just another slut doin’ what you were born to do!”
A scream sounded from somewhere in the distance. Clark gasped and gagged as the slaver withdrew. “That’s Dick!” He tried to get away. “Please, I have to save him!”
The slaver snorted and started to shove his cock back into Clark’s mouth. “You’re not finished here, slut,” he growled, stroking his victim’s face and throat as he started to push back in…
Another scream…
Bruce sat bolt upright on the couch, shaking violently and covered in sweat. It was dark, the living room drapes drawn. Heart pounding, he looked around wildly.
“Dick,” he breathed. He leapt off the couch, hurrying upstairs to Dick’s room, but it was empty. Sagging against the wall, he spotted the nightstand clock.
Of course. It’s only six o’clock. Not even patrol time yet.
Dick could be in the gym or out in the garden with Melody and Roy. Ollie and his Squire had arrived this morning.
He was still trembling. Dick was fine, but Clark? He shut his eyes against the images from his nightmare.
Oh, Clark.
Exhausted, he slid to the floor and put his head down on his knees.
Ollie snapped his cellphone shut. “Damn.”
Dinah sighed as she watched the children in the garden. They were sitting at the table, shaded by a yellow-and-white striped umbrella. “Nothing?”
“Yeah.” Frustration showed in the blond’s face. “With every passing hour, the likelihood of finding Clark gets lower and lower.”
“Bruce will go out of his mind.”
“I know.” Ollie rubbed his eyes. “Dinah, I’m very worried about Clark, but I’m just as worried about Bruce, too.” He looked at her gravely. “You didn’t see him after his parents deaths. It took him years to function normally again.”
Dinah shivered. “I know. To see them gunned down right in front of his eyes…”
“It’s tough. I never saw my parents’ bodies. Uncle Andrew didn’t allow it. It was a closed casket funeral for both.” Dinah laid a hand on his arm. “I wanted to see them, but the plane crash messed them up too badly.” Ollie took a deep breath. “I got a chance to say goodbye, but it was to a couple of coffins. Still, at least I know they died.” His eyes met Dinah’s. “What if Bruce never learns Clark’s fate? What if he spends the rest of his life wondering if Clark’s still alive and suffering, or died a horrible death?”
“Please don’t, Ollie,” Dinah pleaded softly.
“I’m sorry.” He squeezed her hand. “I’m getting all morbid, I know.”
Dinah sighed. “It’s hard not to. Not only this with Clark, but first Hal so sick after his disappearance in space and now Steve falls ill.”
“Good thing that virus was contained on the moonbase.”
Dinah frowned. “Surely someone saw Clark being taken! It was downtown Gotham, for heaven’s sake!”
Ollie stood up. “I just can’t sit around here.”
“It’s too early for patrol.”
“Yeah, but every second counts. I’m going on the computer and see what I can scare up.”
Ollie headed for the Manor.
He entered through the kitchen, picking up a shiny green apple as he strode toward the library.
“Bruce!” He hurried forward to the hunched figure on the floor. “You look like hell. Are you sick?”
Bruce nodded. “Sick with worry,” he rasped. He grabbed Ollie’s arm. “What’s happening to Clark right now?”
Ollie hid his wince at Bruce’s bruising grip. He put his hand over his friend’s. “I don’t know. We can only hope for the best.”
“That’s not good enough!” Bruce stood up. Anger dripped from every word. “He could be in some harem or off-world or some brothel! He could be…be…”
Ollie understood all too well. “Bruce, we will find him.”
“When?” Bruce snapped. “When it’s too late?”
Ollie kept a rein on his own temper. He was frustrated, too, but how much worse was it for Bruce? Especially if what Dinah suspected about Bruce’s true feelings was correct.
“You and I combine our resources, and we’re unstoppable.”
Bruce stared, then nodded curtly.
“Let’s go to the Cave. It’ll be time for patrol soon.”
Ollie followed Bruce through the clock and down the stone steps.
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Date: 2009-10-02 02:37 am (UTC)Hey, you said these chapters would go back and forth between whats happening at the Wayne estate, and whats happening to poor Clark. I guess you'll just have to post that next chapter really, really soon then. :D
Really, this part of the story just leaves me with a knot in my stomach. Which is a testament to your writing.
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Date: 2009-10-02 02:41 am (UTC)Yes, we know that Bruce would start to unravel if things went on too long or if he couldn't find Clark. :(
Hey, you said these chapters would go back and forth between whats happening at the Wayne estate, and whats happening to poor Clark. I guess you'll just have to post that next chapter really, really soon then. :D
*grins*
I guess I'll have to get on that, huh? ;)
Really, this part of the story just leaves me with a knot in my stomach. Which is a testament to your writing.
Thank you, Val! :)
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Date: 2009-10-02 10:29 am (UTC)I hope they find him before... *shudders*
Another dramatic chapter!
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Date: 2009-10-02 04:24 pm (UTC)I hope they find him before... *shudders*
Another dramatic chapter!
Thank you, Louise! And more dramatics to come! :)
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Date: 2009-10-02 03:34 pm (UTC)Bruce’s nightmare was terrible! And even Dick was tortured in Bruce‘s dream. Of course, Clark wanted to save him – I think we could see in the dream exactly what Clark would do. Forgot about himself and tried to protect Dick.
Exhausted, he slid to the floor and put his head down on his knees.
Poor Bruce. *Hugs him*
“What if Bruce never learns Clark’s fate? What if he spends the rest of his life wondering if Clark’s still alive and suffering, or died a horrible death?”
Ollie was right. I think not knowing Clark’s fate would be worse than to find out he is dead, IMO.
Ollie kept a rein on his own temper. He was frustrated, too, but how much worse was it for Bruce? Especially if what Dinah suspected about Bruce’s true feelings was correct.
Well, it is not so hard to see Bruce’s right feelings to Clark. Especially when he is with his friends, IMO.
Ollie and Dinah were great in this chapter. I’m glad Ollie and Roy are in the Manor as well. Please, hurry up to find Clark! There has to be some leads!
Seeing Bruce in this chapter was truly heartbreaking!
Very well written!
Thanks for sharing. :)
I can’t wait for the next chapter!
LS.
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Date: 2009-10-02 04:31 pm (UTC)Bruce knows what happened to Clark in the slavers' hands (or at least can guess) and Clark would always put Dick first. Dick being tortured in Bruce's dream shows just how rattled he is. :(
Exhausted, he slid to the floor and put his head down on his knees.
Poor Bruce. *Hugs him*
He needs hugs! :(
Ollie was right. I think not knowing Clark’s fate would be worse than to find out he is dead, IMO.
It would eat him up alive.
Well, it is not so hard to see Bruce’s right feelings to Clark. Especially when he is with his friends, IMO.
Ollie and Dinah were great in this chapter. I’m glad Ollie and Roy are in the Manor as well. Please, hurry up to find Clark! There has to be some leads!
Ollie and Dinah are good to have around right now.
Seeing Bruce in this chapter was truly heartbreaking!
Very well written!
Thanks for sharing. :)
I can’t wait for the next chapter!
LS.
Thanks, Lis! And poor Bruce is starting to unravel.
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Date: 2009-10-02 05:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-02 06:04 pm (UTC)The Luthors are working on things behind the scenes, and they are appearing in a future chapter very soon. :)
Bruce's nightmares
Date: 2009-10-02 11:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-02 07:48 pm (UTC)He needs Clark back.
* thinks of all the evil things she wants to do to Edmund*
My heart breaks every time I read a chapter because I can feel the characters desperation you are portraying their feelings, pain and torment so well.
Can I bribe you into posting a chapter an hour? Waiting has become painful. I need my fix. ;-)
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Date: 2009-10-02 09:50 pm (UTC)He needs Clark back.
He definitely does!
*thinks of all the evil things she wants to do to Edmund*
You'll have to stand in line!
My heart breaks every time I read a chapter because I can feel the characters desperation you are portraying their feelings, pain and torment so well.
I'm glad that's coming across.
Can I bribe you into posting a chapter an hour? Waiting has become painful. I need my fix. ;-)
LOL! :)
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Date: 2009-10-02 08:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-02 09:52 pm (UTC);)
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Date: 2009-10-03 09:49 am (UTC)Eva
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Date: 2009-10-03 04:25 pm (UTC)Eva
Dick's safe and sound at the Manor. Just Bruce's subconscious working overtime. :)
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Date: 2009-10-03 11:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-10-03 11:21 pm (UTC)We'll see in the next chapter.
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Date: 2009-10-04 12:53 am (UTC)I'm with the person who offered to bribe you into posting the next chapter within 24 hours. This story is seriously so ADDICTIVE. I feel very much invested in what's going to happen to these characters.
I *can't* *wait* to see Bruce go all Bat-shit crazy on the Caldwells. This needs to happen... at least for the benefit for *my* emotional state, since I suspect it will do little for Clark's.
Speaking of Clark, every time I finish a chapter I can't help but think about what it will be like for him to remember who he is and become Superman. I understand that there's quite an adventure to be had before that happens. Still, it's one of the things that has me on the edge of my seat. No, it's more than that - at this point in the story, I personally *need* to see that happen. I need to know that Clark will be able to take control of his life again.
Please please please another chapter soon? I mean you seem to update fairly regularly so I feel like a bit of an ingrate begging you to update faster. But that is just how addictive your story is.
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Date: 2009-10-04 02:59 am (UTC)I'm with the person who offered to bribe you into posting the next chapter within 24 hours.
I take chocolate and fic! ;)
This story is seriously so ADDICTIVE. I feel very much invested in what's going to happen to these characters.
Thank you! That's a great compliment.
I *can't* *wait* to see Bruce go all Bat-shit crazy on the Caldwells. This needs to happen... at least for the benefit for *my* emotional state, since I suspect it will do little for Clark's.
You are correct.
I need to know that Clark will be able to take control of his life again.
Ah, but then the story is over! ;) But have no fear, Clark is the one whose appearance as Superman is the final piece of the puzzle.
Please please please another chapter soon? I mean you seem to update fairly regularly so I feel like a bit of an ingrate begging you to update faster. But that is just how addictive your story is.
LOL! Your wish is my command! :)
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Date: 2009-10-06 10:55 pm (UTC)Sorry. *blushes* Testament to your great writing. ;-)
I just wish the reality of what Clark has to suffer would only go that far as Bruce dreams, I bet the Caldwells will be even more sadistic then any nightmare even the Batman can come up with.
Imagine what cruelty he has seen on the streets of Gotham over time, but I assume the Caldwells will make that look like child's play. *shivers*
Glad to read Dick is save at the Manor for the moment, but like always I fear for him whenever he leaves the Manor, even as Robin. Since he still wears his manacles under his costume, should he get captured, or even just brought to a hospital by a well-meaning citizen after being injured and separated from the Batman, his manacles will endanger him even more.
Poor Clark. I fear he will have to suffer even worse torture then Danny, the last pleasure slave the Calwells killed.
Thanks for another chapter in your compelling saga of what humans are capable of when it comes to enslaving and exploiting others just because "it has always been that way".
That raises the question: Should love really forgive all that systematically pain and suffering?
Or would revenge and bloodshed be the other right option?
Usually I'd love to see the Boy Scout in Clark prevail in the end, but while reading more of this arc, here and there I find myself thinking....what if Clark would turn tables on the Caldwells and all like them in the end?
*evil laughter*
Ops. I know, I know that wouldn't be Clark as we know and love him, but then again he usually isn't the helpless victim.
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Date: 2009-10-07 01:05 am (UTC)Sorry. *blushes* Testament to your great writing. ;-)
*grins*
Thank you, Bat-Angel! :)
Imagine what cruelty he has seen on the streets of Gotham over time, but I assume the Caldwells will make that look like child's play. *shivers*
Sad to say, you're right.
Glad to read Dick is save at the Manor for the moment, but like always I fear for him whenever he leaves the Manor, even as Robin. Since he still wears his manacles under his costume, should he get captured, or even just brought to a hospital by a well-meaning citizen after being injured and separated from the Batman, his manacles will endanger him even more.
Dick's always in danger, but he's willing to risk it. He's a strong little boy.
Thanks for another chapter in your compelling saga of what humans are capable of when it comes to enslaving and exploiting others just because "it has always been that way".
It's easy to fall into that way of thinking when society backs it up.
Usually I'd love to see the Boy Scout in Clark prevail in the end, but while reading more of this arc, here and there I find myself thinking....what if Clark would turn tables on the Caldwells and all like them in the end?
*evil laughter*
Ops. I know, I know that wouldn't be Clark as we know and love him, but then again he usually isn't the helpless victim.
Clark might think of it for a fleeting moment or two, but he'll never go through with it. :)
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Date: 2009-11-04 06:08 pm (UTC)I so love Ollie for being there to support Bruce, though.
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Date: 2009-11-04 07:50 pm (UTC)Oh, yes.
I so love Ollie for being there to support Bruce, though.
I love Ollie! He's always the whipping boy in DC fandom, and I understand why because of his faults, but he's a good man, too.