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"St. Gabriel's "Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: Hard Core NC 17 Warnings: Angst, NCS, voyeurism, groups sex, dbl
penetration, exhibitionism. Pairings: 1x2, 6x2, OC’sx2,
6x13x2 Summary: Duo is convicted of mass murder and sent to St Gabriels where he wishes he'd been sent to prison instead. "St. Gabriel's " I shouldn’t be here. I’m not insane but it hardly matters. The lawyers said it would be better than prison but they were wrong. At least in prison you can fight back. Here, they just feed you more drugs and do as they please. I was diagnosed with post triadic stress disorder after the orphanage burned. My lawyer, Une, kept telling me everything would be alright, that I’d probably be placed in a foster home and go through some therapy but it didn’t happen that way. Before it was all over I had been accused and convicted of setting the fire and killing the seventy two people inside. They offered me a choice, prison or St. Gabriel’s. Looking back, I sort of wish I’d have had the insight to take the third road just slit my wrists. I remember my first day with vivid clarity in spite of the constant stream of drugs in my system. They keep me subdued but leave my memory sharp so I can’t forget even the smallest detail. I can hardly believe how cocky I was back then but I had no idea what was I store for me or how demonically coercive these people could be. Silvia helped get me settled. I liked the girl and even contemplated befriending her or at the very least seeing if I could get under that skirt at some point. She was very pretty, soft in all the right ways and seemed very helpful and compassionate. It still amazes me how wrong I’d been about her. “Look,” she smiled pulling the curtains open to let the bright afternoon sunshine spill into my clinically sterilized room. “You can see the garden from here. Perhaps when you’re feeling better you’ll enjoy spending time there.” I had known I would be confined to my room at first. Mass murders aren’t allowed to roam free even in places like this so I did my best to smile and tried to keep my eyes off her naked thighs. She caught me at it anyway though and I got a bit of a thrill out watching her bend over to put the extra pillows in a cabinet. She’d shown a little bit of panties when she did it and I smiled thinking that maybe she’d done it on purpose and I might actually get laid at some point. Hmph, what an ironic thought that had been. I was visited sometime later by the what I thought was the doctor on call. I couldn’t believe the guy was a physician; he certainly didn’t look like one. Later I learned that he’s not, he’s the administrator and inevitably has the last say in everything that goes on inside these walls. Zechs is not that old, maybe in his mid twenties and very tall, frighteningly so actually. He also has waist length, platinum blond hair that makes him look like he’s more suited to the cover a magazine. He came equipped with a clipboard, a little black bad and two large orderlies. Had I understood my situation at the time I wouldn’t have been so cooperative but I had thought it best not to make any trouble. “Good afternoon, Mr. Maxwell,” he smiled but it didn’t leave me feeling anything that resembled comfort, kind of made my skin creep actually. “How are you feeling today?” “A bit groggy,” I replied. “Think you could have them cut back my dosage?” He gave me that half smile and wrote something on his clipboard. “We’ll have to see how well you do,” he replied motioning to orderlies. I got this mad tingle up my spine when they closed the curtains and shut and locked the door. “What’s going on?” “Routine examination,” he smiled. “Everyone is subject to one upon their arrival.” He said it and it made sense but the way his eyes were shifting left me feeling like I was about to fed to his pet spider or something. “Take off your shirt please.” I tied to calm my nerves knowing how easily rattled I was when under the influence of those damn drugs and did as I was told. It wasn’t like I hadn’t been through it all before. He came to stand in front of me then motioned for one of the orderlies to come take my vitals. It was unnerving to have him standing over me like that while the man took my blood pressure and I didn’t miss the little chuckle that escaped him when it came up a little high. It all seemed so routine but I couldn’t shake the feeling that I should bolt and never look back. There was nowhere to go of course so the feeling compounded when he evenly intoned… “Lie down.” I glanced at the orderly who more resembled a prison guard and cursed my luck for having been branded dangerous as I obeyed. A moment later the two orderlies had a hold of me and were jerking my pants off. “HEY!” I barked trying to fend them off but they were both twice my size so I had little hope of succeeding. Zechs, laughed while he marked more stuff on his clipboard and calmly explained. “You will undergo a full examination personally conducted by myself twice a week.” He tuned to look at me as the struggling stopped because they had managed to stripe me naked and were pinning me to the bed. I got my first inclination of how bad the situation was when his cool, blue eyes raked over me hungrily and he ordered. “Turn him over.” “What the fuck!?” I growled fighting against the meaty hands that moved to obey but there was no way to overpower them. “What’re you gonna do?” I panted feeling my heart hammer painfully. “We keep a number of items on the premises that could be detrimental to a patience health should they find the opportunity to acquire them,” he told me as I felt his weight sink into the mattress beside me. The quality of his voice struck a fearful cord deep inside me when he added, “You wouldn’t believe some of the places they try to hide them.” “Stop it!” I growled when his hand brushed down my left ass cheek. “You’re not helping your situation,” he informed me. “Uncooperative patients rarely acquire privileges and often are subject to punishment here, Mr. Maxwell.” “Get off me your fucking pervert!” I ground out trying once again to free myself. I coughed and groaned when pain lanced my back as he punched me in the kidney effectively ending my struggle. “I’m afraid if this is how you intend to behave over a simple cavity search you’re in for a rough start,” he told me climbing onto the bed between my legs. I was unable to move as the orderlies had me in a death grip and Zechs was kneeling on the back of my knees and my heart jumped in my chest when I heard the snap of a rubber glove. “Now,” he grinned tossing the loose ends of his long hair back over his shoulder. “Try to stay loose and this will be much easier for you.” The bastard laughed when I jumped as the cold rubber touched my ass. He’d slicked his fingers down with something so they slipped inside with minimal pain but once in there he started rooting around like he was looking for the Holy Grail. “Ah! F…fuck,” I ground out in totally humiliation. “There’s nothing in there!” I growled but he only chuckled and dug deeper. A moment later I felt a shock run through me and almost came completely off the bed as my body tensed so tight I could hardly breath. “Found it,” he laughed running his fingers over it again. “S…stop!” I grunted trying like hell to dowse the flames he was sending through me but he just kept at it until I was dripping with sweat and ready to cum and I had no idea what the hell he was doing to me. “Stop,” I begged feeling another rush of heat waft through me and center on my swollen groin. “But I’ve only just found it,” he grinned nailing it hard and laughing when I jerked. I finally understood what was happening when he leaned over my back, his fingers still digging deep in my ass and whispered in my ear, “Let’s see what else is in there, shall we?” “Get the fuck off me!” I growled fighting again and getting nailed in the kidney again for it. “I told you,” he grunted as the need to flee overwhelmed me at the sound of his zipper. “This would be much easier if you would cooperate.” “Ah! Fuck!” I gasped as he shoved his cock deep inside me. It was fucking huge! I thought for sure I was going to die but there was to be no such mercy. No, my insolence had cost me. I’d pissed him off so he made no effort to take it easy on me. The orderlies laughed stupidly as they watched him shove his enormous cock deep in my ass over and over, their big hands gripping me tighter as their excitement grew until I thought they might break my bones but the pain Zechs was inflicting on my ass was by far the worse. He was hitting me so hard the bed was shaking and squeaking then he had a hold of my hips and was pulling me back into him while he viciously raped me. I’d never felt anything like it before, it hurt so much but he kept hitting that damn spot that sent shivers all over my body and before I understood what was happening I growled and came. He shoved his cock deep in my ass while I shook and rasped pitiful cries then I felt his heat spill inside me and the brutal thrusting finally began to slow until he was slowly pushing his softening cock in and out of me. I can’t recall caring anymore at that point, my mind had given up the idea of associating with my bodies betrayal which worked to my advantage I suppose because when Zechs finally pulled out of me with a satisfied chuckled the orderlies took their turn. Neither of them lasted long. I think they were in a bit of a hurry so they wouldn’t make Zechs wait but I remember they just got on me, humped hard and fast till they came then dumped me on the bed. “I trust you will have learned from this experience,” Zechs spoke smoothly. I laid on the bed face down with their cum leaking out of my ass unable to find the will to do more than breath but I could hear the amusement in his tone. “I will return in three day,” he informed me. “I do hope you’ve learned the value of cooperation by then.” They left me there in the relative darkness of my room to contemplate my fate. He’d said he would ‘examine’ me twice a week. My first thought after that was escape but I’d heard them lock the door when they left and the windows would be unbreakable and sealed shut no doubt. If there was to be any escape it wasn’t going to happen overnight. I had no idea how many times I would be subject to his vile touch before I could manage an attempt so my mind turned to the second choice but there weren’t going to be any knives just laying around either. Everything in the place was set up specifically so one could not hurt themselves or others. There was nothing I could do but play along and hope my ‘good’ behavior would earn me the chance to get outside and see if there was any way out but I had sorely underestimated the depravity that resides inside St. Gabriel’s. I was left alone for most of the rest of the evening. They didn’t even bring me any food but I finally found the will to rise and discovered the presence of a shower stall in my bathroom. I scrubbed my skin until it bleed in places trying to get rid of the memory of his touch. Washing inside wasn’t as hard as it should have been because there was a hose attachment on the shower. I’d seen commercials for it. It was supposed to make it easier to rinse the walls when they were cleaned but I used it to pump my ass full of water and wash away the sticky semen those snakes had left inside me. It was fairly late when I crawled into bed and tried to get warm but they’d only supplied me with sheets and the air seemed to be set on North Pole so I laid there and shivered for I don’t know how long when someone ran into my door and I heard giggling outside. I sat up at the sound of key then the door burst open and Silvia spilled inside closely followed by a young man dressed in the same nurse’s garb. They spared me a look and a finger to their lips to shush me then pushed the door shut and I sat up all the way when the guy grabbed her, kissed her and started pulling her little skirt up. “Hey,” I objected but they ignored me as he pushed her back to my dresser and sat her on it. I watched as he shoved his fingers deep in her slit and wondered when I’d fallen down the rabbit hole. “Hey!” I snapped getting ignored again. “Take that shit somewhere else!” “Shut up or tell Marve you’re hungry for another round,” the guy grinned turning her so I could see his hand buried in her cunt a little better. “Just kick back and enjoy the show, pretty boy,” he laughed. I assumed Marve was one of the gorilla’s that had raped me so I did as I was told and laid back down but he wasn’t very happy with that. “Hey!” he hissed. “Don’t turn your head. She gets off when people watch.” Fearful of Marve’s promised return I sat up and wrapped my sheet around me as Silvia moaned, “Yes! Nnng! Hurry, Peter!” I was forced to watch while he opened his pants and sank his cock inside her. She groaned and writhed predictably and somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if she felt as good as she looked. The spectacle had given me a hard on in spite of the situation but I wasn’t in the least interested in doing anything about it. Not until Peter suddenly gasped… “Show us your cock!” “Yes!” she panted spreading her legs a little more so I could see his shaft sinking into her. Reluctantly I moved the sheet and spread my legs revealing my erection and my ability to flush from head to chest. “Oh, gods!” she moaned bending so he could fuck her harder. “Touch it!” she gasped. “Jerk off!” Peter agreed slamming into her harder yet. I took a deep breath and my shaft in hand and tried not to think too much. This was still better than having Marve shoved up my ass again so stroked and let the heat take me where it would. She groaned and panted as he nailed her to the dresser, the more excited they became the easier it was for my hand to move and before long I was on the brink of orgasm again. Seeing her begin to shake as he rammed his shaft in her was enough to push me over the edge. It was also enough to end it for Peter who grunts like a monkey when he comes by the way. It was almost comical but I had no desire to see Marve again so I kept my merriment strictly to myself. Once finished Peter offered her some of the tissues from my box to wipe off with then smacked her ass before she pulled up her panties and down her dress. “Be good, now,” she giggled leading her grinning lover out the door. I heard it lock once they were outside and wondered about the condition of the world. It was so ironic that I was the one doubted crazy but I hadn’t learned just how insane these people were yet. I got a clue when I was suddenly woken sometime in the wee morning hours by two pairs of strong hands that roughly rid me of my clothes then tied me to the bed face down and left. I was groggy, cold, disorientated and scared shitless when I heard footsteps enter my room. “Who’s there?!” I gasped wrenching my head to get a look but all I could see in the darkness was the outline of a tall man in a suit. My heart raced when I heart the sound of a zipper and realized what I was in for but my bindings were tight so there was nothing I could do when he knelt behind me and jerked my hips up. “Who the fuck are you?!” I growled getting my ass slapped hard for it. I gasped when a thumb quickly slipped up my ass and began rooting around. “You’re all fucking insane!” I growled getting my ass spanked quite viciously for it. The guy didn’t stop until I had tears running from my eyes then he thrust forward and impaled me in once quick motion. I felt his hand grip the nap of my neck and push me into the bed as his hips slammed into my ass. Whoever he was he wasn’t as big as Zechs but it still hurt like a bitch. He wasn’t aiming for that sweet spot either so I had to endure just getting royally fucked for awhile until he finally came. He gripped my ass cheeks hard when he pulled out laughing low in his throat as he climbed off the bed then walked out. I wondered if I was to be left tied to the bed for the remainder of the night for a time then heart footsteps again but there was only one set and my heart sped up again when I felt the bed shift. I jerked and pulled at my bindings when I felt his hand touch my ass then he laughed and I realized it was a different guy as fingers slipped in my ass. “Still tight,” he chuckled moving onto the bed. “It does gonna be fun breaking you in, boy,” he told me then pushed inside me and started fucking me at a quick but steady pace. It didn’t hurt as much as the vicious reaming had but the humiliation was almost worse as he worked me until I was hard and in need of release. “Very nice,” he moaned and I knew he was watching his cock slide in out of me. “You’re ass has an elastic quality,” he informed me. “And you’re very…deep.” He proved this by pushing himself deep inside me and grinding around. I squirmed and he laughed and I suddenly wanted to die. “They say you cum from anal stimulation too,” he commented going back to fucking steadily again then he increased his speed and grunted, “Show me!” I gasped when he nailed that switch inside me and felt my body tense, the trip wire intensity of it hiking my ass higher as he fucked me harder then suddenly I was shaking and groaning and spilling my seed all over the sheets and he was laughing and slowing down and I was trembling while he went back to the slow, steady fuck. “Damn,” he breathed petting my back as he rocked me. “Be good and you could do very well here,” he informed me then just shut up and fucked me. It seemed to go on forever, the guy had amazing stamina and I thought my ass was going to catch on fire but he finally dumped his load and left. There were two more that night but my memory of them is hazy. I think I must’ve partially passed out because all I recall is them coming in, fucking me and leaving. Silvia wasn’t on duty the next morning and I could have done without the sour faced battleaxe that showed up. She looked at me like I was a cockroach the whole time she was untying me and cleaning me up. I’d had a damn long night so being dumped in the shower and hosed down like a horse was not a pleasant experience but at least I was clean. Then she rolled me over and used that hose in the same manor I had washing my ass clean of the sinful night. I was dried, my hair combed and braided neatly again. My sheets were changed and I was given a blanket that she actually wrapped around my shoulders calling my attention to the fact that I hadn’t lifted a finger to help or resist since she’s started. Lastly, she went into the hall and brought in a tray of food, or something that resembled food and disappeared. I ate it though I couldn’t really reason why. Starving to death seemed like the only way out at that point but my hand kept moving the food to my mouth until there was nothing left then I passed out. When I woke the room was dim and smelled of rain. I noticed the sound of droplets hitting the window and hauled my sore, tired ass up to look out the window. It was dark but not pitch indicating it was either earlier morning or late evening but I wasn’t sure which. I couldn’t remember what I had eaten but it had long since left my stomach as it rumbled when I headed for the bathroom. Necessities taken care of I wandered to the door and tried the latch just for the hell of it but it was locked of course. I tried it again and again out of pure frustration and was just about to entertain the though of balling like a baby when the damn thing opened. “Good,” one of the apes that had raped me with Zechs grinned toothily at me and I shivered as I stumbled backward. “You’re already up,” he observed stepping inside and pushing me toward the bed. Fear gripped my chest as I was forced onto the bed but the expected fucking didn’t take place. Instead he shoved my shivering body into a jumpsuit and tied my hands together in front of me. A leash was attached and I was dragged down the hall whereupon I got my first good look around. I’d seen the place on my way in but there hadn’t been any other people around. At the time I figured it was because I was considered dangerous but seeing them made me realize they had been hidden away. The place looked like a whore house. There were half dressed women and men, boy’s my own age and girls even younger. I shuttered to think what might be on the lower floors as I was lead through the swilling den. Some doors were closed but I could hear people moaning, groaning and even screaming behind them then the hallway opened into a common room that resembled a seeded night club down on the strip. The cushy chairs and couches that had been there when I was brought in were now home to people whose only purpose seemed to be fucking each other raw. They were everywhere, guys buried their cocks in girls cunts and asses, others went guy on guy while others were doing the group thing. There was a table in the center of the room with a strange looking apparatus on it to which I was tied while listening to the odd cheer from anyone that wasn’t too preoccupied with fucking. I got a glimpse of a man who sat in a shadowed cove on the balcony and felt my chest tighten when I recognized Zechs sitting beside him. Whoever he was it was obviously his show and he seemed to have a particular interest in me. My hands were strapped to two appendages that stretched out before me, my body lain along the sleek, metal surface and my legs shackled to the other end. When he was done with me I stood sort of leaning out so I faced the floor, my legs apart and my ass properly presented to the assembly. There was a great uproar when the brute ripped the jumper off making a show of it for everyone to see. Then I was left to the mercy of the crowd. “Pretty,” a young man grinned coming to ogle me from below. He inspected my face and fondled my cock giggling as I grimaced then another hand was touching me from behind and he laughed out right when I jumped. “Want a treat?” he asked hopping on the table. My mind acknowledged that he was wearing black, leather chaps and pretty much nothing else but then forgot about it when he sucked my cock into his mouth. “Mmmm,” he hummed sending waves of pleasure through me and I gritted my teeth when my body began to respond. “Taste good, Hermie?” a larger man chuckled walking up to push the guy’s legs apart. Hermie chuckled but refused to release my cock as he spread his legs. I got to watch the guy fuck him while he sucked me off. He came before I did though then his boyfriend snatched him up and bent him over the neighboring table so he could fuck him harder and I was forgotten at least by them anyway. A couple of minutes later a tall man with thin black eyebrows stopped to smile at me. I tried not to show my fear and loathing but he must have seen something in my eyes because he smirked from behind his wine glass then climbed up on the table behind me. I felt the now familiar application of lube and his hands grip my hips before he pushed inside me. “Mmmm,” he groaned laying his long body on my back. “Nice and tight.” I wanted to bite my damn tongue off every time a sound escaped my throat as he rocked his hips and pumped his shaft in and out of my ass. It was odd, maybe I was getting stretched out or something, but it didn’t hurt as much. I almost would have welcomed the pain when my half hard cock began to grow. He was slowly stroking that spot inside me that turned my body into a cum cannon. Once they found that it was all over for me, just keep stroking it and I’d cum for sure. He seemed to understand this and exploited it shifting his angle now and then for optimum contact. I was shaking like a leaf and harder than nails when he reached up and gripped my hair forcing my eyes to look toward the group on the balcony. Once certain I had my eyes where he wanted them he increased his efforts nailing that sweet spot over and over until I shook and spewed cum all over some poor schmuck passing by. He took it well though brushing it off his pristine jacket and laughing it off. I was subjected to more pounding however, until the guy fucking me finally got off and climbed down. I received a firm smack on the ass as if to say ‘good boy’ and abandoned. Then I learned something relatively important though I didn’t understand it at the time. A young lady stopped to examine me licking her ruby red lips and running her hand over her scantily clad bosom before reaching for my cock but before she could touch me something hit her hand so hard I heard the bones break. She screamed clutching it to her as she flashed a fearful glance at the balcony and I saw Zechs standing there with some sort of rifle looking thing in his hand. It couldn’t have been a real rifle because there’s been no shot and no blood but whatever it shot was enough to break bones. About that time another man stopped to look me over taking my cock in his hand to stroke it and I glanced to see Zechs return to his seat. Apparently, I was for the men only. I didn’t get it but at least I knew half the prospects in the room were no longer a consideration. The new guy fucked me too which got the ball rolling and I spent the next three hours with one cock after another in my ass. Some of them did it slow as if they wanted it to last and some were so brutal I thought for sure they’d split me open. Several had young, teenage boys with them forcing them to suck me off while they fucked me or shove their tight little asses back onto my cock. One guy brought his boy toy over twice making him suck me off while some guy was fucking me and he would fuck the boy while he watched. I lost track of how many times I’d cum as the night melted into a blur of one cock after another. I really had no idea how long I’d been there when they finally cut me loose but my legs didn’t work anymore and the room had thinned out to only a few die hard’s. I was taken back to my room and dumped in my bed where I promptly passed out.
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