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A Lesson Learned	By : Cyndiana Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Rammstein Views: 1550 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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TITLE: A Lesson Learned (Chapter 3 of 5)
AUTHOR: Cyndiana
ARCHIVE: A Feather in the Blood
(http://groups.yahoo.com/group/afeatherintheblood/)
RATING: A VERY strong NC-17 for EXTREME violence, and
description of M/M sexuality.
PAIRING: Doomy/Richard, and description of Till/Flake
SYNOPSIS: Richard learns from a knowledgeable source how to
unleash the rage inside him…and put it to DEADLY use…
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I blame society…Ok, I don’t, but I blame
fandomination.net. I read an even MORE gruesome fic on there, and
I’ve long wanted to write a Dark Fic, and that story inspired me.
This fic is not at ALL for the faint-of-heart. It is gruesome. It
is grizzly…It is Dark Fic, so if you have a weak stomach, PLEASE do
not read. If you read this, it’s because you CHOOSE to do so.
THIS FIC IS NOT FLUFF! IT IS GORY AND GRAPHIC.
You have been warned.
DISCLAIMER: A work of fiction. Not intended as a statement
of fact in any way. Not-for-profit.

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CHAPTER 3

The taxi slowed, and then stopped in front of Schneider’s house.

Richard clasped his suitcase to his chest.

“Go ahead and go. I’ll be a while.”

He paid the driver once more, and he drove off.

Richard stepped up to Schneider’s door, ringing his doorbell.

“I’m coming. Just a second.” Schneider called from within.

He opened the door cautiously.

“Richard! God, man, what are you doing back in Berlin?”

“I missed you…”

“Come in!” Schneider invited.

Richard stepped in, and removed his overcoat. Schneider hung it in his hall closet.

“Let me take your suitcase…” Schneider offered.

“No, I’ll just set it here, by the couch.”

“Ok then. So…My God, it’s been so long!”

“That it has…” Richard cooed, pulling Schneider close.

Schneider blushed noticeably, as Richard’s lips pressed against his own.

“Oh, Richard….” Schneider moaned softly, as Richard caressed his stiffening cock through his jeans.

“It has been a while since we had a good fuck, hasn’t it Schneider?”

“Mmm….Ja, Richard…too long…”

Schneider began to lead Richard to his bedroom.

“Nuh-uh-uh…Not yet, you horny bastard…”

Schneider pouted softly.

“You go on ahead…I want to get something out of my suitcase.”

Schneider kissed him lewdly, then sauntered into the bedroom.

Richard retrieved the items he had in mind.

He laid the items on the floor by the bed, as he climbed onto the bed, laying next to Schneider.

Schneider climbed atop him, rubbing Richard’s hard cock through his slacks.

Soon, they stripped one another, kissing and fondling each other into a frenzy.

Richard rolled over to the side of the bed, and retrieved the first of the items:

A collar and leash.

“Put the collar on.” Richard demanded.

Schneider smiled mischievously, and obeyed.

“How do I look?” Schneider asked coyly, turning his head from one side to the other.

“Like a whore…” Richard cooed in his ear.

Richard attached the leash, and led Schneider around the bed, from one side, to the end, then back before he could see what other delights awaited him.

“On the bed…” Richard ordered of him.

Schneider obeyed, taking to all fours, swaying his ass slowly left, then right, beckoning Richard.

Richard retrieved the next items:

A condom and lubricant.

He slid the condom on, and lubed Schneider well.

Schneider hissed as the cold lube hit his hole, then gasped as Richard put his cock right at his opening…

“You’re a little whore, aren’t you Schneider?”

“Ja…I am…”

“Do you want to be a whore for me?”

“Ja…bitte Richard…”

Richard drove his cock deep inside him, tugging the leash as he fucked Schneider with merciless ferocity…

“Richard…you’re…choking me…” Schneider hissed, clawing at his collar.

“Shut the fuck up, and enjoy it…I know you like to play rough…”

Schneider surrendered, gagging as Richard pulled harder and harder on the leash, as he fucked him with more fierceness.

“Oh God Richard!!!! ICH KOMME!!!” Schneider cried out, as he sprayed the bed sheets beneath him…

Richard soon followed suit, slamming as hard as he could, until he was spent…

Schneider collapsed on the bed, his breaths desperate and heaving.

Richard slipped off the condom, tied it off, and slipped it into a zipper-seal plastic bag he had beside the bed, letting it fall to the floor.

“Oh my fucking GOD, Richard…That was incredible…”

Richard smiled broadly.

“On the floor…On your hands and knees…” he commanded.

Schneider looked at him pleadingly, his energy spent, but Richard sat steadfast.

Schneider obeyed, and Richard led him by his leash around the bed completely.

Schneider saw what Richard was hiding.

“Richard, what the fuck is that?!”

“This…Schneider is a lovely little device…Don’t recognize it?”

Schneider’s eyes grew wide with horror.

“It’s a fucking stun gun!”

“And a smart little whore too!”

“Richard…this is going too far now…”

“Oh, but we’ve only started, Liebling…”

Richard lifted Schneider up, wrapping his leash around the rod iron canopy of his bed, and tying it securely. Schneider hung, choking, but able to lift up on the bed with his feet.

“I thought you loved me, Schneider…But when they all attacked me…you sat there…and said nothing…”

Richard picked up the stun gun from off the floor.

“Rich-ard….please…don’t….”

“What? I can’t hear you…Speak UP!” Richard hissed, hitting him in the side with the stun gun.

Schneider let out a strangled scream, then struggled to regain his foothold on the bed.

“You, Schneider…you of all people should have defended me…But no…your precious career was MUCH more important to you!”

“Rich-ard…Please…”

Richard put the stun gun to Schneider’s temple.

“Goodbye Engel…”

He kissed his lips softly, then pressed the trigger.

In mere moments, Schneider went limp.

Richard picked up Schneider’s phone and called another cab.

He was going to kill two birds with one stone…

He dressed, and retrieved his things.

When the taxi arrived, he gave the driver the address…

To Till and Flake’s house.

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