If you don't wanna see the lovable strawberry we know as Ichigo Kurosaki getting RAPED, then DON'T READ. 3

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Its felt like days from when Ichigo last had contact with another person. Seems like forever that he had been given anything to eat or drink. What could possibly be happening on the outside that he

hasn't been beaten or harmed? This is a torture room, isn't it?! Chained to the walls and floor, the poor teen laid helplessly on a mattress, staring at the dim dirty light in the bathroom.

"Ulquiorra," the strong deep voice of Aizen spoke, "Come here."

Ulquiorra bows and walks up to Aizen.

"Yes, Lord Aizen?" he asks.

"I have a job for you," he smiles.

"Anything you wish, Lord Aizen."

"It's time to pay Kurosaki a visit."

Aizen motions for Ulquiorra to follow him as he makes his way to the room where Ichigo is being kept.

Ichigo hears the door starting to open and he quickly sits up to see who it is. He shrinks back, discouraged as he sees the thin pale man and his taller brown-haired leader. Aizen runs a hand through

his hair as he walks up to the foot of the bed that Ichigo was laying on, Ulquiorra a few inches behind him.

"How are you, Ichigo?" he mocks.

"What does it look like, you bastard! Let me go-!"

"Now, don't start with that nonsense. Why would I release you?" he smirked.

There was a demonic shine in his dark brown eyes as he motioned for Ulquiorra to come closer. "You know what to do," Aizen whispered in Ulquiorra's ear. He walked to the back of the room and pulled

up a torn chair to sit on.

"What are you doing?!" Ichigo asked, startled as he saw Ulquiorra taking his jacket off and setting it to the floor.

"Quiet, trash," Ulquiorra demanded as he slipped out of his shoes and crawled onto the bed.

"What do you think you're doing?! Get away!" Ichigo yelled at him.

"I'm obeying Lord Aizen," he said as he positioned himself to hover over Ichigo.

Ichigo then noticed that the chains holding his wrists and ankles where receding into the wall, rendering him unable to move.

"Ulquiorra won't have to resort to drastic measures if you calm yourself," Aizen said from his spot across the room.

Ichigo could feel a strange fear rising in his chest as Ulquiorra examined Ichigo's body .

"What does he plan to do?" he wonders, worried. Ulquiorra puts his hand on Ichigo's shirt, opening it and tearing it off the upper part of his body. Ulquiorra ran a cold slender finger down Ichigo's toned

torso. The feeling made him shiver. Ulquiorra had his lips just centimeters away from his. He could feel Ulquiorra's cold breath on his lips. The emerald eyes stared into Ichigo's frightened ones as he

felt the slender hands untie the string that held his hakama in place. Ichigo's mind went crazy as he realized what the pale arrancar was doing.

"Get off! Don't touch me!" he tried to wriggle free but the chains only rubbed harshly into his skin.

"Don't resist. You're helpless here. Nothing but trash."

Ulquiorra's eyes somehow struck at Ichigo's soul as he spoke to him that way. He suddenly felt cold lips on his, and a hand pulling off his hakama. In Ichigo's confused state of shock, Ulquiorra slipped

his tongue into Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo tried to fight out Ulquiorra's tongue with his own, but failed miserably. Oddly, Ulquiorra was swiftly massaging Ichigo's tongue with his, and at that moment, Ichigo

became horrified. He could feel himself being aroused as Ulquiorra's hand went slowly down his chest while he used his experienced tongue to french kiss him.

"No no no no no no! What am I doing?!" Ichigo asked himself, frightened.

Ulquiorra reached down and grabbed Ichigo's erection, becoming stronger with his tongue movements, muffling Ichigo's screams. Ichigo couldn't help the drops of tears coming from the corners of his

eyes as Ulquiorra started to rub Ichigo's member slowly, then picking up speed. Ichigo tried to move again, but it only made things worse. Ulquiorra moved his kisses down to Ichigo's neck, sucking

and biting. Ichigo could feel Ulquiorra sliding off his hakama, revealing his own arousal. Ulquiorra started moving his tongue rapidly on Ichigo's nipples and along his abs back up to his neck repeatedly.

Ichigo tried to hold back moans that would unexpectedly revive themselves, but he couldn't suppress them all. He could hear Aizen chuckle from where he was. Ulquiorra stopped his foreplay, placing

his legs between Ichigo's to spread them.

"Stop..." Ichigo whimpered. Ulquiorra lifted Ichigo's hips to position himself.

"Don't...!" Ichigo yelped.

"Don't worry, Ichigo," Aizen commented "Your torture has only just begun."

Ichigo's eyes widened in shock at what he said. "What does he mean?!" A yell of pain escaped his throat as he could feel himself being stretched open... Ulquiorra was slowly entering him, making the

pain last longer.

"Nnnaaah! Stop! G-Get out...!" Ichigo cried. He could hear Aizen's laughter once more.

Ulquiorra only pushed in further until his entire length was inside of him. He slowly started to thrust in and out of him. Ichigo gasped as a certain bundle of nerves were hit, that being the signal for

Ulquiorra to thrust harder and faster, hitting that spot over and over. Ichigo barked out moans and gasps from the pleasure he'd never felt before. He tried to explain to himself why he liked it, but

flashes of pleasure erased every thought. He gripped the chains as Ulquiorra's thrusts of pleasure erased all logical thoughts. Ulquiorra had gotten faster and harder than Ichigo would've expected.

His hands clenched the chains tight and he flinched, closing his eyes. He released a loud, unwanted moan as he felt Ulquiorra's warm cum spill inside him. Ichigo was panting, too tired to open his

eyes, his hands released their grip. Ulquiorra pulled out and bowed to Aizen. Aizen stood and walked over to the bed, leaning over Ichigo.

"Guess what..." he whispered in the strawberry's ear. "We're not done."

Ichigo's eyes shot open to see Ulquiorra freeing his wrists from the chains. Ichigo felt too weak to move and felt aching pain as Ulquiorra pushed him to stand on his knees. Ichigo felt Aizen behind him

and Ulquiorra massaging his still stiff member. Ichigo shuddered at the thought of what they were going to do next. He gasped as he felt Aizen rubbing his length near his ass.

"Wait...What--Ahhnn...!" his sentence was interrupted as Ulquiorra started roughly licking along his entire length. Aizen pushed him forward slightly, probing at Ichigo's entrance. Ichigo was going to

try and sit up to push Aizen away, but he was interrupted by Ulquiorra taking him in his mouth. He let out a sudden moan as Ulquiorra started to fiercely suck and tongue him. Aizen laughed slightly as

he pressed himself inside Ichigo. He let out a sigh of pain as he felt being stretched again. Aizen was slightly bigger than Ulquiorra, which made the pain worse. Aizen ran his nails down Ichigo's back

as he pumped swiftly in and out of the weakened Ichigo. Ulquiorra teased Ichigo with his warm tongue.

"Stop, I don't want to...I-I'm about to...!!" Ulquiorra suddenly deep throated him, which pushed Ichigo beyond his limit. He released into Ulquiorra's mouth. Ulquiorra licked Ichigo clean, then moved his

head up to kiss Ichigo. Aizen had pulled completely out, then slammed back into him, hitting his sweet spot. With every hit, Ichigo moaned into Ulquiorra's kiss. He once more slid his tongue into

Ichigo's mouth. Ichigo pulled his tongue back when he realized he was able to taste himself.

"You ready, Kurosaki?" Aizen whispered in his ear as he made a sudden thrust.

"S-Stop..." Aizen laughed at his pitiful attempt to gather enough strength to move.

"AHH...!!!" Ichigo let out a scream as Aizen made a last thrust, much stronger than what he had been doing, and poured his seed into him. Aizen laughed lightly as he excited the exhausted teen.

Aizen ran his hand through his hair, fixing it.

"Good boy, Kurosaki," Aizen says close to his ear. "We're done... For now. Let's go, Ulquiorra."

Ulquiorra had put his clothes back on and was following Aizen out the door. Ichigo watched them leave, then collapsed on the bed.

"What the hell..." he cringed from the pain he still felt. He saw that he was completely free of the chains. He ran to the bathroom, immediately starting the shower using the scolding water. He got in

and sat on his knees on the bathtub floor, clasping at the flat surface. He never realized he was crying, not that he cared. He sat in the tub, scrubbing himself clean of the sin.

"I can get out of here... I can. I will...!"