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Dry Land	By : Taffy217 Category: Individual Celebrities > Johnny Depp Views: 3889 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Johnny Depp. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: All events are purely fictional. In no way do I insinuate that any of the events here mentioned ever actually happened. Nor do I intend any hurt or grievance against Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom or any other parties mentioned. All events, places and peoples mentioned otherwise are of my own creation, and I make no profit from this story.

A/N if you like, please leave a review and I’ll try and get back to you. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy.

P.S. If you would like a run through or ‘Directors Commentary’ if you will, of the story then let me know and at the end I’ll post a little essay about it. Thanks once again for reading.

Warnings: M/M relationships and sexual content (in later chapters), also rape and physical violence. If this doesn’t ring your bell then please don’t read this story.

Chapter Four

Johnny awoke once again to the feeling that there was someone standing over him. Thinking for a split second that it was Orlando come back to see him he was almost relieved when that feeling was replaced with a nagging doubt. He was cold. He hadn’t been cold when he went to bed. He was also laying on a hard surface, something else that hadn’t been there when he had fallen asleep. Trying to open his eyes he found that he couldn’t and a sudden surge of fear gripped him.
Almost immediately as he tried to move and found that he couldn’t he remembered waking up in his house and finding someone in his room. His sense of fear grew stronger as he tugged at the restrains that bound him and more memories came to him. Memories of that someone coming closer to him… grabbing him before he had a chance to get up and a hand being smacked over his mouth as he shouted at his intruder.
Trying to shout now he found that he was gagged and that the sense of someone standing over him grew stronger and was confirmed when someone put a hand on him.
It was then that he realised that he was naked. Renewing his struggles to try and gain some kind of bearing on the situation, Johnny felt as the stranger ran their hand down his chest and over his groin. Shrinking back he tried to get away from the touch but his restraints would not permit such a movement. The stranger’s hand stayed on him and began to try and arouse him to their attentions.
Johnny felt sick. Trying to peak under his blind fold to see what he could he was rewarded with a sharp surprising smack around the face. Johnny’s head spun and he let out a low grunt of shock.
‘No, no, no, no, no!’ his brain kept yelling at him as he continued to struggle. A struggle that was proving futile as moments later the stranger shifted their position in between Johnny’s legs and hoisted the older man’s hips upwards. Fear almost choked Johnny, as he tasted it thick and curdling in the back of his throat. His screams and struggles still to no avail as he felt who ever it was position themselves at his entrance.
Before he even knew it, the stranger was inside Johnny, Slamming himself into the now petrified man.
Johnny’s mind froze. No thoughts went through it, as all he could do was feel what this man was doing to him. A white-hot blinding pain soon tore through the shock and he threw back his head and screamed. He tried kicking his legs but he couldn’t find a purchase with which to gain any leverage. He felt like he was sinking and he could do nothing to stop his fall. He had no time for tears or pleas for as soon as the man had entered him he felt the stranger’s seed being shot into him. The sensation made bile rise in the back of Johnny’s throat and trying to swallow past it he felt the stranger go limp and collapse on top of him.
The dead weight of the man was like a wake up call and the only thing that was going through Johnny’s mind was one word. He was breathing heavily and small moans and whimpers passed Johnny’s dry lips as all other feeling in his body began to return to him. Tiny sounds that he had not noticed through his panic came to him, the beating of his own heart in a fast and terrible rhythm. The other mans breathing, deep and shaky. Still no thoughts came to Johnny as he felt the stranger pull out of him. His own body felt so heavy and limp, his fear draining every ounce of strength from him. He noticed then that his own breathing was laboured and shaky, his own limbs trembling and something which he had not done in a long time. He was crying. Small tears escaped their way from his eyes and soaked into the blindfold making him feel so small and pathetic. But he couldn’t stop them.
A huge sob then came from him. He hadn’t noticed that he had been holding his breath and it came from him in the sound of a gut wrenching cry. The stranger had already left, the sense of being stood over long gone.
Johnny ceased his crying. It was over even before it had really started. He held his breath again trying not to let anything out, the force of it making his tired body shake even more.
Everything had happened so quickly and so mechanically that Johnny couldn’t fully comprehend what had just happened. His mind had gone from completely blank to a chaos that wouldn’t order itself in a matter of seconds. It was like a floodgate that he couldn’t shut against the force of everything that came pouring out. He didn’t want to think. He didn’t want to be here.
As the long hours stretched out before him the only thing that Johnny could hear was his own breathing.

Orlando could have been sick right there and then. The pit in his stomach opened up and dropped clean away. Luckily he managed to hold on to his breakfast and ask, “What? What do you mean missing?”
Gore scratched his head and looked down at his feet in an attempt to find the right words to explain it.
“I mean he didn’t show up for an appointment with me yesterday. I went round to his house and found the front door open.” He continued. “It looked like there had been a struggle…” Gore witnessed as Orlando’s face blanched of all colours and he swayed on his feet slightly. “Hey Orlando, you okay? You don’t look too good.” He commented.
“Yeah, I’m fine… just need to sit for a minute.” The younger man replied. There were no chairs around but that didn’t stop Orlando from sinking to his feet and coming to an abrupt stop as his ass hit the floor hard. Gore followed him down and crouched beside him. “You sure ‘Lando? You look like you’re gonna throw up!” he said as he put his hand on the younger mans shoulder.
Wiping his mouth and swallowing against the bile in the back of his throat, Orlando nodded that he was okay.
“I phoned the Police and they have begun a low key Investigation. They seem to think that he was kidnapped.” Gore finished quietly.
The word was all it took as Orlando lent over to his left and emptied the contents of his stomach onto the grass.
“Hey, Orlando!” Gore said as he patted him on the back. “You are not okay, what’s wrong?” he asked as Orlando wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. “Nothing, its nothing… just … just the shock” he added pathetically, knowing that Gore wouldn’t buy it. But if Gore didn’t believe it he never showed it.
“Do the police know anything yet?” Orlando asked as he held his thumping head in his hands.
“Only that they think that he was taken some point Friday night, early Saturday morning.” Orlando could have vomited again, realising that it must have happened just after he had left.
“They got any suspects?” Orlando asked weakly, Gore just shook his head. “‘Fraid not.” he said.
Orlando let out a breath that was part fear and parts self loathing. ‘If only I hadn’t screwed up…’ but that train of thought would get him nowhere.
“Hey, ‘Lando I think you should go home, you don’t look too hot. I’ll keep you up to date with what’s going on when I know, but until then there isn’t much else we can do.” Gore said patting the young man on the back, trying to be reassuring but almost positive that he was being no where near.
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