Holy F*ck is this story giving me the creeps Holy geez.......;.;

>>160 I'd rather you take it slow and have time to think things out. Don't listen to them! The teasing is half the suspense!

I can't see anyway this story could end "well" for any of the parties involved (except maybe Spy if he's able to get away with this).

Captcha says: (cries. YOU MADE CAPTCHA CRY DAMNIT! and go onnuni, that better not be some sorta captcha word for 'imma go commit suicide from the awful cliffhanger you awful mean writer' lol

on the other end QUIT IT! Why oh WHY must you're writting be SO DARN DISTRACTING! I have a SpyxScout AND a ScoutxPyro I'm supposed to be writing! [Read = I fucking love you man]

Spy seized a fistful of his hair, grinning nastily. “Save your breath cretin,” he crooned in a soft, mocking voice. “You’ll need it.”
I CAAAAAAAME

OMG, I can't watch...but I can't turn away. I have to know what happens. I'm not really a Scout fan, but I can't help wanting to hug him after all this.

No crit. Your writing is fantastic. Don't ever stop.

Oh no. Ohnoohnoohno.

NOOOOOO.
And yet, I cannot wait for the next chapter.
I don't think I've been so attached to a character in a fanfic before.

ENGIE NO!!! HOW COULD YOU?!
ahdfkajdhahfsaflj!!!!
Just when I thought Engie could be redeemed and be alright with Scout, Spy had to fuck him up and send him plummeting back to hell.
Engie you march your overall'd ass back in there and decapitate that masked weasel with your wrench right this instant! Don't you dare leave that man alone with him!

Hopefully Scout's strong enough to fight back this time, yes? Slam his head against the bars and then try to make a run for it!
Good heavens boy, don't just sit there gawking, DO SOMETHING!
(Agh, but his leg is still injured and Engie prob locked the door! The suspense, it kills me! )

Stop being a tease, this is really good!

Bad things.

~~~

On second thought, maybe that wasn’t the best idea ever.

Seconds later, Scout rewarded him with a swift, vicious right hook to the jaw. Spy stumbled slightly and shielded himself as Scout began kicking and punching at the man with all the ferocity of a cornered animal. “I’m not goin’ back! I’M NOT GOIN’ BACK!!! You hear me, ya fucker?!” the boy sobbed. “You’ll have ta KILL me first!”

Absolutely not. Not even Spy was degenerate enough to fuck a corpse. That was out of the question.

Spy quickly composed himself and knocked the rest of the boy’s fruitless attacks aside. What Scout had in passion, he sorely lacked in any sort of coordination. When he found a proper opening, he dove in with a punch of his own. He might have not been the fist fighter Heavy was, due to his lack of raw strength, but he made up for it by being quick and precise in his attacks.

Scout reeled back in a daze, feeling as though his body was made of lead. He struggled blindly to keep Spy off of him, but it wasn’t long before he was being straddled by the sadistic Frenchman anyways.

There was an amused smirk as the younger boy tried vainly to push him off. “Why do you even resist?”
“Because I ain’t goin’ back!” Scout screamed, voice wavering. “I can’t! I fucking can’t! I WON’T!”
“Touching.”

Scout felt his stomach lurch when Spy began unbuckling his pants. “NOOO!!!” There was another surge of energy, and he heaved Spy off him with all his might and tried to scramble away. “Engie, PLEASE! Don’t let him! Oh, God, don’t let him – I’m sorry!!”

Once again, Spy regained his composure and pounced on Scout, pinning the boy’s arms to the bed with his long legs and rapping his hands around the kid’s neck. Then, he pressed down on the bobbing Adam’s apple.

This feeling of power. It was intoxicating. Scout’s eyes went wide with horror at the familiarity of what he was feeling, and struggled underneath, but it was Spy who was in control now.

Such absolute, inarguable control, even over life itself! He was only a step away from the gods, themselves! Grinning wickedly, he squeezed harder on the boy’s fragile trachea, feeling as though his blood was fire through his veins. The man’s erection pressed earnestly against the boy’s chest, throbbing with excitement.

Scout gagged and tried to beg for mercy, but no words came out. He felt as though his temples were going to burst. The blood pounded in his head angrily as his heart pounded with terror and chest heaved, begging for air – please, please – just a little!

Scout’s eyes filled with tears as he looked up at his captor. Again. Again, it was happening again. Spy had him. For some reason, Engineer was gone, and he wasn’t going to save him, and hurt and pain would be all Scout could look forward to.

Why? Why?

What had he done? What had he done to make Engineer so angry? To abandon him like this? Whatever it was, he was sorry – oh, God, he’d never do it again – never, never, never—

Scout’s entire body convulsed, and he opened his mouth in a silent gasp. AIR!

Just a little bit, please – no, he didn’t want to die – not yet! Maybe Engineer would come back for him – save him again—

Air, please!

God, he couldn’t even beg for it, this time! He’d do anything – again – all over again – he just didn’t want to die. He took it back, what he’d said before – he didn’t want to die, please—

He gagged, and Spy’s grip tightened, shaking him a little. The whole room was going dark. Scout’s eyes rolled up to the ceiling.

Please, please, no, please.

A feeble retch.

I don’t want to… I don’t want to…

Don’t let me…

Then, everything went black.

Oh man! ohmanohmanohman!

"What had he done to make Engineer so angry? To abandon him like this? Whatever it was, he was sorry – oh, God, he’d never do it again – never, never, never—"

BAWWWWWWWWW! Scout! I just wanna hug him!

I see an update ! I get excited ! I GET CLIFFHANGRED D: Oh noez ! But I'll deal. This cliffhanger will only make it more exiting in the long run ;)

Great JAWB !

>>173
Thank you, but you kinda need to take it easy on the emoticons, darlin'. It's heavily frowned upon on the site and it might even get you temporarily banned. Just a friendly little tip.

At first I thought it was just someone bumping again.

I literally cheered when I realized you did post story, haha. Oh man, I love this!

Okay, you gave me my first official cry on this story.

Oh God, poor Scout...

Like 172 said, the bit where Scout wonders what he could have done wrong to make Engie mad...

Jesus, TwoRef. Never stop.

AAAAH

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

MY GOD. THE SUSPENSE. AUUUGH.

Oh, man, I love this as much as I hate it! I hate the torture and the desperate strugglings and the just about everything with Spy being a complete and utter ... IDEK what, but it's so well written and tantalizing and guhhh! I wish to see more without reading it. Can I do that?

This is one of those stories where you have your hands pressed over your eyes because you don't want to read it but you can't help but peek through anyway because you just really want to know what happens next.

I sense a two-way apology happening, with both Scout and Engineer desperately begging the other for forgiveness.

Maybe.

I hope.

Absolutely not. Not even Spy was degenerate enough to fuck a corpse. That was out of the question.

This part should not make me laugh as hard as it had.
TwoRef, why you do this to me?
And the fact that Scout actually thinks that somehow it's his fault for Engie abandoning him...gah!
Someone do something!

Thanks for the comments, guys! Next update probably won't be up until this weekend, if not later. Sorry, but I gotz WERKZ.

I've been lurking around here for a while. Great story. C:

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>>184
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I love this story so much.. I couldn't help but shed a tear at the Scout got handed over to Spy.. *wating with patience and exitement*

Excuse me for the deleted post that was 184, I'm new on this site and I have no idea how to post a reply of sorts so I was randomly clicking around.

With that said, I absolutely love this story, and I admire your command of the language as well as the way you're able to draw out the narration so perfectly. I'm captured by the plot. Thank you so much for this wonderful fic and I hope you'll keep writing, because I'll keep following till the very end.

Best of luck, for both the fic and your work.

>>187
Thanks for coming back and telling me about that - I'm a curious mother fucker and deleted comments really get to me. Thank you all of your support - have an update that took WAY TOO LONG to finish.

Caution: Inconsistent Frenchness abound!

~~~~~~~

There was a convulsion and a gasp as Scout was ripped from his restless slumber. A weak groan – his neck felt stiff, his face was swollen, his throat ached, and there was a terrible pounding feeling at the base of his skull.

He coughed to rid himself of the terrible taste in his mouth and moved to rub his face, but he realized he couldn’t move his arms.

Wait a…

Scout jerked fully awake with a gasp, eyes darting around as he tried to pull his wrists free. They were bound to the headboard by something thin and silken, but strong. He was still in Engineer’s workshop, thank God, but the stout Texan was still nowhere to be found.

Immediately, his eyes came to rest on the grinning cobra in front of him. Spy was grinning and stroking himself blatantly, proud erection swollen with desire. The man had taken off his coat and tie, but still wore his unbuttoned dress shirt and unzipped pants. He’d also donned thin latex gloves for the occasion, and Scout could see an opened bottle of lube lying on the bed.

No.

His terrified, blue eyes flashed back up to the man, and spy grinned even wider. “Ah, Madam Sleeping Beauty. You’re finally awake, I see.”

Scout gave a low, pitiful whimper as he realized he was stripped bare, as well. Panic began setting in slowly, and he took a shuddering breath. “Please… Please…” he whispered, trembling. “I… I’m sorry. Don’t…” A small sob. “Don’t…”

“I hope you’re fully prepared to make up for this little vacation you’ve been on, boy,” Spy continued idly, squeezing some of the lube onto his gloved fingers.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” So scared. He felt powerless. He couldn’t resist. Fighting only made it worse.

Help.

“I’m afraid ‘sorry’ simply isn’t enough. You’ll have to pay. And stop looking over at that door, you stupid boy. He’s not coming back. He’s come to see just how much of a hassle you really are, and I assure you, he won’t ever want to come within ten yards of you ever again.”

Why?

Scout felt a jolt of frigid electricity shoot up his spine as one of Spy’s fingers wriggled inside of him. “Now, where was I…”

Scout couldn’t help it. He burst into tears, trying to wriggle away from the thin, intrusive digit. “NO, no, no, no, no, no, no!” he sobbed. “Please, Spy, PLEASE! Not that! Anything but that – PLEASE! I’ll do ANYTHING!”

“Really?” Spy chuckled, slipping in yet another lubed finger and stretching the kid out as best as he could. “Are you sure?”
“Yes! YES!!!” Scout screamed, voice cracking. He sobbed harder. “Please… Please, anything else…”

There was a smirk as Spy twisted the two fingers inside of Scout, pumping his throbbing cock the whole time. “Would you suck me off?”
Scout trembled silently. It might start with a blowjob, yes, but Spy always got so rough – so heedless… His stomach turned.
Spy forced his fingers down to the knuckle. “Well?” he hissed.

Scout groaned with discomfort, and whispered, “Yes…”
Spy scissored his fingers. “Yes to WHAT, boy?”
A sharp cry of pain, and Scout gushed out, “I-I’ll do it! I’ll blow you! I’ll blow you real good! Just… Just don’t…”

Spy didn’t stop his ministrations, pumping his hand in and out of the boy, making sure to stretch him out as he had been before he’d suddenly been whisked away. “Not good enough. I want you to BEG, boy. Beg to suck my cock, and I just might heed your request.”

Scout gasped as he felt a third finger probing his entrance, and all of his resolve crumbled. “Yeah, yeah…” he rasped, eyes wild with desperation and fear. “God, please, Spy – I… I want your c…cock. I want it so bad, man. I’ll suck you better than you’ve ever had in your entire life – I swear. I really… I really want it. You.” His stomach rolled again, even as he added a thin little, “Please…”

“‘Please’, what?” Spy prompted softly.
“P…Please… Master…”

Spy removed his fingers roughly, grinning like the snake he was. “Very good, mon cher!” he praised mockingly. He removed his tainted glove and roughly grabbed the kid’s hair. “Asking so nicely certainly does warrant a reward… Open your mouth and say, ‘Ah,’ s’il vous plaît.” He readied his cock, stroking the tip.

Scout feebly obeyed. This didn’t look like it was leading to a simple blowjob, but what could he do? If he refused, he’d just take what he needed from elsewhere… The boy closed his eyes, tightly, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Ahhhh—kkrgh!”

As expected, Spy simply plunged in, and Scout’s already upset stomach heaved. Spy pulled out again expertly and turned Scout’s head so that the stream of vomit went cascading into the waste bucket by the bed. Weak coughs.

Spy did this again and again until he was certain Scout’s poor, abused body was empty, and started fucking the poor kid’s mouth long and hard, huffing with pleasure.

He’d go as far as he could, forcing himself past the gag reflex and into the esophagus, would feel the panicked contractions of the boy’s throat against his swollen head and revel in it until Scout threatened to lose consciousness once more.

It was gloriously brutal and fun. Scout would gasp for air every time Spy came back up and would sob and plead for mercy, but Spy had already extended all of the compassion he could take today. Besides, Scout looked so much better in tears. Still ugly, of course, but torment shone so plainly on his face. It was a wonder to see all the different stages of agony play out on his young features.

Spy supposed he should have thanked that blasted Engineer, after all. Scout most certainly did look much better than he did the last time Spy had paid him a visit. With any luck, he’d make the little wretch last for weeks to come , especially since his wounds had all heeled up more or le—

There was an indignant squawk from the Frenchman as a huge hand roughly grabbed him by the back of his collar and yanked him off of the gurgling boy.

“Changed my mind,” came the low, raw voice. “Take your stuff and get out. Deal’s off, frog.”

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Also, guys, stick with me. I know it's a little weird to have Engineer suddenly heel-turn, but I promise - a good explanation is coming up soon.

Thanks and apologies to Iz who helped me out for, like, a solid half hour coming up with dirty French sex talkinz, only for me to not use any of them, baw.

Deleted my last post because I thought it might need spoiler tags.

>>189 Eh. Maybe you'll use them some other time. When AREN'T there occasions to say 'You will lick my cum and you will like it' in French?

Either way, I flailed like a bitch reading the update. Kudos.

Yay for Engi coming back! Idiot should have done it sooner, but I understand he was in bit of a bind.
[spoiler]huge hand? Could be engi, could be he went and got heavy for backup...?[/spoiler[

I'm so sad! I'm so aroused! Then suddenly, happy! I don't even know what to feel anymore. TwoRefined, you tug my heartstrings. This is just too darn good.

Aw sheet. Hell yeah! Go Engie!

Wait, engie or solly? Im so confused...

Welp, fucked up the spoiler tag and didn't password it so I can't even delete it. Anyway, I figured Heavy since he was one of the ones Engi was sleeping with. Maybe he did get Soldier.

196
I just can't see Heavy calling spy a "frog". I dunno I'm probably wrong, eh we'll see.

>>197 I think they meant that it was Heavy's hand, and Engineer's voice.

>>198
I did :)

> 191
Thanks Iz. Biggest shit eating grin on my face ever.

>>200 Glad I could help.

If anyone's curious, it's 'Tu lécheras mon foutre, et tu l'aimeras'.

(and oddly enough, my captcha was the french word for chair.)

Fucking brilliant. I hate the fact that this story is so good, simply becaus it pains me to have to wait even a day for another installment.

My first captcha looked like a damned physics formula. What the hell...

Wonderful post, and no matter how sadistic this sounds, I love how you brought out all the psychological stress on Scout.

Oh and you're welcome by the way; I figured as much after seeing you post "feelsbadman.png" though I had no idea what that pic looked like.

Only a true wordsmith can make me cry, cheer, and get a funny tingling in my pants all in the same passage. Well done.

I NEED to know what happens next! And please let it be something horrible that's happening to Spy!

Hey, guys - this thread is gonna start auto-saging soon again (!!!), so I'm gonna go ahead and start working on revising old chapters and re-formatting it for the chan. Just so that I'll be prepared and there won't be a huge lag between updates because I have to re-upload everything again. Stick with me, you guys - you're really the best!

Seriously. I LOVE YOU ALL.

As a secret fan of Scout abuse, this chapter made me tingle in all the right places. In a way I'm sad to see it end so soon. It makes me want to write delicious torture. I tip my hat to you.

>>207

Yeah, it was pretty short, huh? I planned it that way because I have a person who visits this fic who I know irl, and I just wanted to get it over with ASAP in order to cut down the awkwardness of it all.

If you want to write some Scoot torture to make up for it, though, go right ahead! In truth, I was planning to make yet ANOTHER sister-fic of this one, going into detail about Spy's... decent into his current twisted nature. There will be PLENTY of torture for you Scootabuse fags in that one - I promise.

>>208

Oooh, I can't wait. That's something I really want to read.

Ishis over? But...

Was this ever continued?

Yeah, it was.
http://tf2chan.net/afanfic/res/2244.html (first incarnation)
http://tf2chan.net/afanfic/res/7217.html (next incarnation)