Taken

Ok. This like most of stories is set pretty randomly. The only thing that indicates a place in the TMNT is that Shredder is still alive and well in this. Not like anyone cares anyway. You people came for smut and I'll give it to you.

Title : Taken
Rating : Adult++ (NC-17)
Warnings : n/c, anal, anthro, complete, Humil, moresome, oc, oneshot, PWP, SH
Summary : While Raph is out running through the New York by himself he is jumped by a group of Foot members. The men take full advantage of him.

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A strong gust of wind flew over the city that never sleeps. The sun had set and the night crowd was starting to emerge. Mingled in with all the humans was one mutant turtle.

Raph often felt pint up in the lair. If he didn't have something he had to do he would often leave as soon as the sun set. His brothers wanted to join him most of the time. Sometimes Raph gave in and let them come. Most times he didn't. It was his time and he was going to enjoy it.

He jumped from roof top to roof top looking for something to do. Crime was so common place in the city that Raph didn't normally have to look long for someone to save.

After about fifteen minutes he came across an ally way that looked promising. A woman was walking by herself down the narrow passage. Raph shook his head. He didn't know why women put themselves in danger.

He crouched down across the roof and scanned the area. Sure enough a man was standing at the end of the alley. Raph was ready when the man grabbed her.

Raph jumped down from the roof and sent his fist into man's face. The woman let out a scream and ran for it. The man fell to the ground clutching his head.

"Who do you think you are?" he growled.

"All you need to know is I'm clean up this city," he said grabbing the man by the shirt collar. "Get lost."

The man didn't waste anytime running into the darkness of the city.

Raph sighed. He had kind of been hoping for a fight. He knew that fighting wasn't ever good but he loved it. He leaned against the wall and sighed. He needed excitement.

He didn't notice how long he was standing there. He didn't hear the footsteps on the roofs. He didn't see the people closing in around him. At least he didn't see it until it was too late.

"What the..." he whispered out loud when he saw figures on the roof tops.

He drew his weapon and prepared for battle. For a second time froze. Within seconds the strangers were on the ground attacking him. He stabbed at them, kicked, and punched.

It was a pointless battle. There were just too many of them. One of them knocked his weapon out of his hand and onto the ground. Raph was slammed to the head and landed on the ground.

"What should we do with him?" a voice asked.

"Take him to the Shredder of course," another voice said.

"Can't we have some fun with him first?" a third male said.

Raph groaned. His head was spinning. He was trying to figure out how many there were of them as they talked away but it was too hard. They had hit him pretty hard. While they were talking he hit the panic button on his shell phone. He knew his brothers would come for him but he had no idea how long it would take.

"I guess," one said. "We can have some fun but he has to go right to Shredder after that."

What did they mean by fun? Raph found himself wondering. He knew he wouldn't have to wait long for the answer to his question. He felt his hands being bound behind his back. Someone took off his bandanna and stuffed it into his mouth.

Raph started to struggle as it was tied tight around his head. He was having a hard time breathing and was starting to panic. He had a feeling he knew what they were going to do to him.

"You two hold him still while I break him in," the leader said walking behind Raph.

The older two grabbed him by the shoulders and held him down. Raph thrashed hard trying to get free. He didn't have the strength to break free.

He felt the stranger spreading his legs. Raph gave a few kicks and was rewarded with another blow to the head. He yelped and let his head fall down. The world was starting to spin around him.

"You gonna be able to get it in?" one of his attackers asked.

"A little spit will take care of it," the leader said.

Time froze as Raph felt something hard and big pushing inside of him. He screamed through the gag and fought hard. The two people holding him down put all their weight onto him.

"Fucking tight," the rapist said. "Taking a virgin is amazing."

Tears fell from the turtles eyes as he was fucked hard. It hurt so bad. It felt like his ass was being torn in half. A searing fire was shooting up his back. Raph was starting to regret pushing the panic button. He wanted to be rescued but he didn't want his family to see him being raped.

The leader knew he wouldn't last. Raph was so hot around him. The turtle's thrashing was turning him on even more. He thrust a few more times and then exploded inside of him.

The warm substance stung in the inside of Raph's tender passage. He pushed his head into the ground and sobbed. He was in so much pain.

"I want him next," the man holding his left side down cried.

There was an switch of positions of the people. Within seconds Raph was filled again. Raph screamed at the sudden wave of unbearable pain. That time he passed out.

He didn't know how long he drifted in and out of awareness. He didn't know how many times he had been violated. His body was filled with pain. He just wanted to die.

Raphael suddenly became aware that his attackers were panicking. His hopes rose. Had his brothers finally came? His answer came when he heard his brother's voices.

"Back up!" Don was yelling.

The hurt turtle knew they were alone when his brothers fell silent. He felt a pair of hands undoing his bindings.

"Raph?" Leo's voice came. "Are you alive?"

A soft whimper was his only response. He didn't have the energy to speak. He felt his brothers helping him to his feet.

"You'll be ok," Mikey was promising. "Don't worry. We'll be home soon."

Even in his half alive state Raph took his brother's words in. He wished Mikey was right but he knew he wasn't. Things would never be 'ok'.

The end.