[The following Story is based on a “what if” scenario of a fanfiction currently in the works by a friend of mine. Another friend requested a hypnosis threesome, to which friend A said it wouldn’t fit in the story, so I made it a one shot for them. Enjoy this out of context, unexplained Sonadow Fic]
TW: DubCon, Hypnosis, Minor Violent Coercion, a TINY bit of non con (I was uncomfortable with it so it’s brief and non descriptive to my level of comfort)
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The cage bars rattled and shuttered, making horrid noises as they were scratched at with the dagger. Sonic remained on his knees, gliding the knife back and forth against the rusty metal as it made harsh low pitched squeaks. The dagger chipped as metal was brought against metal. Sonic grumbled and cursed under his breath, his ears pinned down against his head, twitching at every screech of the bars as they protested each scratch of the dagger against its base, but Sonic wouldn’t give up. It didn’t matter how painful it was, he needed to escape, to find shadow, to get out of here!
But it was as if very fate argued with that sentiment as footsteps echoed across the stone dungeon. Sonic flinched, hurriedly slipping the dagger back into his boot and balling up, scooting backwards towards the edge of the prison wall and hugging his knees as he stared with furrowed brow through the bars of the cage as to figures came into view, both large males enshroud by the darkness of the dungeon and clad in silken garb. The blue thief squint his eyes, trying to make out the details, of the figures, both had gleaming red eyes that bore through the darkness and both men seemed to wear odd jagged headpieces… wait no.. only one was wearing a headpiece.. the other simply had quills that were sticking up and made their head look like a star while they were silhouetted like this…. Wait… could it be?
“Shadow….?” He whispered, his voice cracking and rasped from having been deprived of water for so long.
“Silence. Wyrm.” Replied a familiar voice, in a cruel tone that was foreign to Sonic. It was Shadows voice but his manner of speech was different. Holding a level of contempt in it that Sonic took a moment to even register.
The other figure stepped forward, the light shining down on them revealing a jackal wearing a pure silver headpiece adorned in a jeweled crest. the jackal stepped forward, Sonic stepped back. He then snatched sonics wrists into his hands, his claws digging into the peach colored fuzz as Sonic let out a yelp of pain, his arms were forced high above his head and were yanked upwards. Hard. The mysterious man keeps one hand firmly clenched around his wrists while his other trails down to Sonic’s chest, rubbing his claws in slow, agonizing circles around it.
Sonic shudders and looks to shadow with a pleading look, his lip quivers as he lets out a stifled whimper. He flinches as the man with the silver head piece pushes his nail against his nipple, poking and prodding it, flicking it and then pushing it against it to the point the skin almost pierces, Sonic gasps and squirms but finds himself unable to escape the death grip he finds himself in. His nipples become erect with the constant stimulation applied to them and he whimpers in shame, he didn’t want this strange man doing this to him.. had shadow been the one doing this, it’d be a different story. But instead, the prince was simply watching with his gaze fixed on Sonic’s face as he let out pathetic whimpers.
Suddenly the word turned upside down, literally as the jackal grabbed Sonic’s by the hips and flipped him downwards, holding his rump high in the air as Sonic lets out out a shriek. His head shoots upwards as his eyes go wide.
“Hey!! Not cool dude! Put me down!” He looks towards Shadow, “Shadow! help m-..” his voice trails off as he can see Shadow has stepped forward, the dim dungeon lights allowing Sonic to see the twitching pouch situated on his crotch, a reddish point peaking out from its slit.
“My king… I’ve investigated thoroughly and it seems this man would make a great breeding vessel” said the jackal
“What?! Breeding vessel?! Are you crazy?!”
Shadow takes a few more steps forward, his eyes dim and lifeless, his pupils shattered, the once vibrant ruby red color turned maroon. His pouch twitches and purple stained liquid drips down his thighs, a slimy tentacle like appendage slithers out from the pouch and extends forward, its form shifts and soon resembles that of a large cock. It was seamed and had spiked ridges in a line running down to an inflated knot at the base. it looked so alien, Sonic cringes upon seeing it and looks up at shadows face, his expression emotionless.
“Perhaps… but you haven’t yet investigated the most important asset” shadow placed his hand on Sonic’s lower abdomen and started trailing it up.
“Wait! You can’t—“ Sonic protested and then gasped as shadow reached his entrance, already twitching in arousal despite what Sonic has vocalized. Shadow pushes his finger against the nub, rubbing it back and forward. Sonic grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut, letting out a soft grunt. Shadow ran his finger down along the slit, spreading open the flaps to get a better view of the erogenous zone.
“Hmmm…” he brought his face closer and lapped his tongue along the gland a single time, causing Sonic to shudder. “It’s a pretty pink color… and the taste is certainly… alluring…. But let’s see if he is truly suitable to be a breeding cow.”
Sonic gulped and looked upwards as shadow positioned his middle and pointer finger to the entrance before slowly pushing it inside, drawing a cross between a gasp and a moan, it spilled from Sonic’s lips before he could stop it and he covered his mouth.
Shadow began to piston his fingers into Sonic’s vagina, pushing his fingers deeper in deeper as they pushed and spread at his insides in a way that stung in the most delightful way. Sonic knew what was happening, he was going to be sullied and humiliated.. but…. On the other hand. If he had to be turned into anyone’s plaything… he was glad it would be at the hands of Shadow.. and not anyone else.
Another moan spilled out of Sonic’s mouth as Shadow removed his fingers, drenched in slick. He waved his hand off to the side, flicking the slick off of himself before running his finger along Sonic’s inner thigh, wiping the remainder of the goo off and staining Sonic’s fur.
“Yes… I do believe he will do nicely as a breeding cow….” Both males looked at Sonic with hungry gazes, looking at him like a pair of wolves cornering a wounded dear, starving and ready to dig in to their meal.
Sonic gulped as the jackals grip on his thighs tightened and he spread them further, pulled him closer, allowing him to feel something hard pressed against his back. He didn’t ask what it was. He already knew, in fact, he already knew what was about to happen, even before shadow said;
“Let’s begin.”
Shadow grabbed Sonic by the hips and yanked him forward, Sonic almost falling to the ground as he’s pulled out of the jackals grasp and turned over. His chest pulled flush against shadow. plushness meeting fluff as Sonics feminine chest is squished as shadow holds him tightly, spreading his legs apart.
Sonic squeaked, his ears drooping down as his cheeks flush. A shudder runs through him as he feels the heat pooling in his stomach, his thighs pushed up against a stiff mass, its thick and hot but Sonic already knows what it is. As much as he doesn’t understand what’s going on, why shadow is acting so different or why he’s suddenly being ravished like this, his tail wags anyway and as if by instinct, he wraps his arms tightly around shadows neck.
Why? He was horrified, he was about to be sullied. Tarnished! Ruined and turned into nothing… and yet… he wasn’t scared.. not with Shadow… this stupid, blind part of himself trusted Shadow despite what was about to happen and another part of himself, buried under his blindness was anticipation. The thought of being stuffed full by Shadow excited him in a way that he knew it shouldn’t. His greedy entrance was twitching in anticipation as the flaps were pressed against Shadows well endowment. His body was hungry, starving for shadows cock and had been for a while, and because of that, regardless of the circumstances, it was ready to indulge itself in a delicious. Hearty meal.
The prince ran his hands down to Sonic’s ass and spread him wide, Sonic’s breathing picked up. Shadow then gripped the massive girth that was his knot as he positioned it against Sonic’s pussy. Sonic’s breath hitched as his grip against shadows neck tightened, causing the larger male to make an oddly cruel chuckle, seeming out of character for the ebony male.
“my my… what a hungry cow you are. Get it through your head. You’re only cattle. Made for one purpose only. Carrying my spawn.”
Sonic’s ears droop, and his insides clench tightly around nothing. that didn’t sound like something shadow would say at all, The prince had always been kinder, more considerate… and yet now he was speaking in such a way.. why? Did it have anything to do with the weird dimness of his eyes? The lack of any emotion from his face….
Sonic slowly turned his head to look at the silver adorned jackal behind him, he stood with his hands crossed and was shuddering, as if he were freezing. but Sonic was quick to realize that he wasn’t cold. He was suppressing a laugh. Sonic’s brows furrow as he quickly realizes that this man was responsible for Shadows new attitude.
“What… did you do…” he asks slowly, Shadow slowly rubbing against his entrance, lathering the tip of his cock in the slip.
The jackal let out quiet wheezes, his shoulders bouncing up and down as his shuddering gets worth, he presses his hand against his silver mask and lifts it up just enough for Sonic to see a sharp toothed grin, laughter pouring out like venom as his laugh starts to become more maniacal, he leans forward as his laughs continue to spill from his guts.
“I made you lose!”
And with that, Sonic shrieks as he’s suddenly spread wide open, shadow lowers him onto his cock and Sonic grips his shoulders tightly while gasping for air. His belly expands at the intrusion and tears start forming in the corner of his eyes from the sheer intensity. It burns. It hurts. It’s stretching and it’s weird and it’s unpleasant… and yet… at the same time.. it’s blissful…. Sonic didn’t know why. But the pain was delicious..
Sonic gripped shadows shoulders, his nails digging into his skin as shadow pumped his hips, digging and diving deeper with each thrust, which in turn drew loud moans from Sonic’s throat. His hips bucked upwards as his body rocked to shadows every whim, and god did he love it. Sonic loved every moment he was a doll for the prince to toy with. the burn in his insides started to dull into a sting that hurt in a way that was impossibly pleasant.
Sonic’s tongue flexed out of his mouth as drool rolled down his chin, god it felt good. It felt so good. But that was when Sonic felt a sudden pressure on his rear end, his head shot around, seeing the jackal was now trying to penetrate his other hole.
Sonic smacked his hand at him, trying to shoo him away, “h-hands off!” He manages to gasp out between moans. “O-only shadows allowed to touch me.”
The jackal growled and grabbed the wrist that smacked him away, clenching it tightly in his overpowering grip. It was bruising, Sonic tried to pull away only to hear a crackling noise as his wrist was fractured, he cried out in pain which made shadows pace stutter.
Sonic gripped his wrist painfully while whimpers escaped from his throat, tears streaming down his cheeks as the jackal spoke in a devilish tone, “next time. Be a cooperative little bitch or I’ll tear your entire arm off.”
Sonic’s breath hitched in fear as the silver masked man gripped his butt and positioned himself against the entrance, before pushing inside with a merciless thrust.
Sonic lurched forward as gasped, his entire being going stiff. It hurt. It didn’t feel anything like Shadow. And Sonic whimpers while gripping shadows shoulders, tears rolling down his cheeks.
And while shadows pace stuttered and got slowly, the other man started pounding into him ruthlessly, using his body like a toy that could be played with as rough as he wanted, not caring if it breaks.
Shadows eyes flicker slightly, a gleam of light seeming to appear in it for a brief moment. Sonic whimpered once again and looked up at shadow with dimming eyes, his lip quivering as he begged…
“It hurts.. make it stop….. please… save me.. my prince…”
What happened next was a blur.. all Sonic remembered was shadow lunging towards the jackal, yelling out his name that Sonic came to know as infinite with his tone soaked in blood lust. Sonic fell to the floor, the torchlight blew out and everything was dark. But Sonic heard the sounds. The crunching, the cracking, the snapping. A liquid that Sonic couldn’t identify sprayed across the dungeon, he felt some of it spray on his cheek.
Sonic lifted a trembling hand and ran his thumb over his cheek, seeing the deep crimson stain on his fur made his heart stop.
The noises continued for a few moments longer, before they stopped, he could hear one man. Heaving and panting heavily from strain, while the other, was breathing so weakly that it was hard to imagine they’d live much longer. Sonic heard footsteps and tried to make out the silhouette, to determine if what was coming from him was his Prince Charming, or his worst nightmare.
He was suddenly swept into the air, bridle style. He looked up and could see bright red eyes… but he recognized them instantly, that tender gleam they had, he knew they were shadows eyes.
Shadow carried him out of the cage, blood dripping down from his robes and onto the floor, he was covered in it, drenched, but Sonic didn’t say a word. He simply leaned his head against shadows chest fur, shut his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.
