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11184 93 22 13734 9.2720		   No Asylum Here By: Lori J 

Thanks to Ophelia for the wonderful beta! 

Author's website: http://home.att.net/~lojojan 

Warning: In case you didn't read the warning on my story page, I'll
reiterate it here: This is a Bad!Ben story. There is rape and all-around
nasty stuff in this story. If this is not the Fraser you see or want to
read about, you better hit the back button on your browser now. This ain't
a nice story.  

Comments are welcomed. Please remember, this is my definition of an AU. It
may differ from yours, but that doesn't make it any less of an AU.  

  

  

I will forever remember the mixture of hurt and disbelief on Ray's face
when I handcuffed him. An added bonus, to be sure. It was my duty as an
officer of the law to arrest him, true, but I needed to insure his
compliance. 

I'd waited a long time for this opportunity to arise. Bided my time and
burned with a hunger that has become all too familiar over the years. Many
a night I lay awake and thought about Ray. Did he realize the effect he
had over me? I don't think he did. Ray is unaware of how he is regarded.
The way he moves, so graceful. The tight jeans and t-shirts sending
signals to every man and woman in the squadroom. The dazzling smile he
gives when something goes right. 

He casts a mesmerizing spell, my Ray. That's how I have come to think of
him. My Ray. 

And then I was presented with the chance to make him completely mine. It's
laughable, how quickly I earned his trust. Accused of murder? Run to
Fraser, he'll take care of you. I'm considered trustworthy by most people
I meet. Perhaps it's the uniform. Perhaps it's my winning smile. 

It's all an act, of course. No one is that naive or innocent. Innocent is
something I have never cared to be. Who wants to cling to innocence when
there are so many enjoyable immoral things to do?  

Immoral things like fucking one's partner. 

Ray once asked if I found him attractive. I didn't exactly lie, although I
do lie every day. I told him that I did find him attractive. What I should
have said was that I wanted to hold him down and fuck him until he
screamed for mercy. That I wanted to *own* him. 

But I didn't. I waited for the just the right moment. 

It came in the sound of my handcuffs clicking into place around Ray's
wrists. It took all my control just to stop from coming in my pants right
then and there. There is nothing more erotic than Ray Kowalski in cuffs.  

I pulled him to his feet and out of the Inspector's office before he had a
chance to protest. I wanted Ray confused. He was already in pain from the
head injury and that made it even better. I knew, better than most, that
Ray is a fighter. The more off-balance he is, the better chance I had of
getting the upper hand.  

I led him up the stairs gripping his arm firmly to allow no chance for
escape. Ray tried to pull away several times, but I simply tightened my
grasp until I heard him whimper. I smiled at the sound; he would make many
more like that later on.  

At the top of the stairs I debated on whether or not to use the Queen's
bedroom. In the end, I decided against it. Ray and I would be more
comfortable in the other room. With Ray in tow, I headed for the door. He
again tried to get away, this time trying words as well. 

"Fraser, what the hell is going on? Get these cuffs off of me!" Ray's
voice was angry, but not frightened. Why would he be afraid of his good
friend, Benton Fraser? 

I said nothing until we were at the bedroom door. I opened it and flipped
the light switch. The room had a large four-poster bed, perfect for my
needs. Placing a hand in the center of Ray's back, I shoved him inside. I
quickly shut the door and locked it. Better safe than having unwelcome
visitors. 

Ray stood next to the bed, having regained his balance. He still looked
angry, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes. That little bit of fear
was like a drug to me. It infused me with the power I am addicted to. 

"What the fuck are we doing in here?" 

Smiling lazily, I rested my back against the door. My smile widened when
Ray began to pace back and forth, awaiting my answer. In a short while I
would tame the wild animal in Ray and make him loyal to me. 

"Answer me, Fraser."  

Definitely more fear. I could smell it.  

I pushed myself off the door and slowly approached Ray. His pacing slowed
as I neared him. I kept advancing until we stood inches apart. "Have you
ever been fucked by a man, Ray?" 

Oh, if I could have taken a picture of the look on his face. I inhaled
deeply, the salty tang of fear coming off Ray hanging heavy in the air. 

Those blue eyes of his grew wide and he swallowed convulsively. Ray
stumbled back a step and ran into the bed. Now he had nowhere else to go.
"W-what?" 

I inched forward until our chests were touching. "Oh, come now, Ray. I
find it hard to believe that you've never been fucked before. You can't
tell me that you don't know what it's like to have another man up your
ass?" Ray shook his head 'no', still staring at me. "Surely you've had
offers? You're very desirable, Ray. I know quite a few men that wouldn't
mind having a go at you." 

We were so close that I could feel his short pants of breath against my
face. Ray's fettered hands were pushing against my chest even as he stared
into my eyes. "I- Fraser, what's going on?" 

No anger in his tone now. Just fear. Fear of me. 

There is no better feeling then knowing that someone is afraid of you. I
have power over Ray now. Power that I can and will exploit. 

"What's going on, Ray? You're a smart man, you tell me." This was my
favorite part. Toying with him. Playing with his mind. Using my superior
size to intimidate him. I pressed my chest against Ray's and this time he
lost his balance and fell onto the bed. 

I stood over him triumphantly. This was easier then I thought. It was
disappointing. I almost wished that Ray had put up more of a fight. "Have
you figured it out yet, Ray? Have you figured out what's going on?" 

"Goddamn you, Fraser. I don't want this. Get the fuck away from me!" Ray
demonstrated his feelings by kicking out at me. Such a stupid move since I
simply caught his leg and twisted it violently. He cried out and attempted
to use his good leg to push himself away from me. 

I stopped his movements by straddling him quickly. He fought me and I
enjoyed it very much. But Ray was no match for me, handcuffed and pinned
to the bed. His body heaved and twisted under mine until I let more of my
weight rest on him. 

In a few short moments Ray had exhausted himself. He was injured, after
all, and had run many blocks to the Consulate. He had run to asylum. Or
what he thought was asylum, when in reality it was heaven for me, hell for
him. 

"Please, Fraser. Don't do this. Please, Ben. Please, I don't want you to
do this." 

It really was touching how he pleaded with me, using my first name in an
attempt to reach me. I surely must be insane to be attacking my partner
like this, right? 

"Oh, Ray," I purred, stretching out so that I completely covered him. "You
really haven't figured it out, have you? I don't give a flying fuck what
*you* want. This is about what *I* want. And what I want, Ray Kowalski, is
your ass." 

I muffled his answer with my hand. It was more of a scream, really.
Perhaps he thought by screaming he would get Turnbull's attention.
Turnbull knows not to get involved in my business. He is such a good
learner, too. It only took several sessions to teach him how to suck cock
properly. 

"Turnbull can't hear you, Ray. Nor would he help you if he could." Ray
stared up at me, eyes suspiciously bright. It was almost too early for
tears, but I was certain that Ray would be able to hold himself together
for a bit longer. "Today you're all mine. This body is mine to do with as
I please. Do you know how much enjoyment you'll give me, Ray?" 

It was time to move onto the next stage. Removing my hand from Ray's
mouth, I backhanded him hard. He was now unresisting and dazed from the
force of my blow.  

In no time at all, I had the cuffs unlocked and Ray stripped. He started
to murmur and tried to push me away. I positioned him on the bed and
pulled his arms above his head, handcuffing him to the bedpost. That task
accomplished, I stood up and started to remove my clothing. 

Ray came fully awake just as I was removing my tunic. He took in the fact
that he was naked and chained to a bed silently. His glittering eyes
focused on my hands, undoing each button slowly. He said nothing, just
stared at me. 

I began to talk to him as I undressed. "I've waited for this moment for a
long time, Ray. It was just a matter of waiting for the right time. You
have no idea how pleased I was when you showed up, bleeding and in pain,
on my doorstep." 

"Fuck you." Ray's voice trembled as he tore his eyes off of me and studied
the ceiling. "Shoulda known there was something off about you. No one's
that damn perfect." 

I laughed aloud. "Oh, but there's where you're wrong! Benton Fraser is
perfect. Everyone thinks so." My boots and jodhpurs came next and Ray
still wouldn't look at me.  

"Freak." 

"Call me what you wish. I get what I want, when I want it. And I want you.
Simple as that." I removed my boxers and returned to the bed, this time
lying next to Ray. He shuddered as I ran a hand down his chest and
stomach, stopping at his cock. "Shall I make you want this, Ray?" 

"Nooodont touch me." Ray moaned softly as I grasped his cock and began to
stroke it. I have talented hands and in no time he was erect and he was
thrusting helplessly into my hand. "Stop, Fraser. Pl--" Ray's plea turned
into a strangled scream as he came. 

"Now that wasn't so bad was it?" This time there were tears in Ray's eyes.
He was horrified by his body's response and that he had been helpless to
stop me. Yet another thing I held over him. 

I gathered up his semen and smeared it on my cock, lubricating myself as
best I could. I didn't care if anything happened to Ray, I just didn't
want the skin rubbed off my dick. "Now I can get what I wanted all along,"
I whispered in Ray's ear as I rolled on top of him. "Your ass." I ground
my erection into his stomach, enjoying the feel of Ray's skin against
mine. 

My words didn't register with him. His eyes were again fixed on the
ceiling and I knew he had retreated inside himself. "Ray!" I said sharply,
pinching a nipple. He gasped and arched his back. "Stay with me, Ray. This
is the best part." 

"Goddamn you, Fraser." 

I smiled down at him. "He already has, Ray. He already has." 

No more words were spoken as I pushed Ray's legs apart and settled between
them. Using one hand, I positioned myself at the entrance to his body. The
other hand I used to keep Ray with me, either pinching his nipple or
slapping his face.  

He screamed when I thrust into him. Ray was tight, even tighter then
Turnbull had been. I almost came immediately, it felt so good, but managed
to hold off. "Ray? Can you feel me inside you? Can you feel how hard you
make me? You're so tight, Ray. No man has ever fucked you before, has he?"
I pulled back slightly and thrust in hard. 

"No," he sobbed, back arching in pain. "Please stop, Fraser. Youre hurting
me." 

I didnt answer but began to slowly pump in and out of Ray. I studied his
face intently as I fucked him. Pain was clearly evident, but not enough
pain. I increased the speed of my thrusts and watched as Ray's eyes
widened and his mouth opened to let out another scream. 

"That's it, Ray. Scream so I know what a good job I'm doing. Let Turnbull
know you're my whore." I was close to the edge and pounded into Ray,
wishing I could make this last forever and ever. We were perfectly
matched, he and I. Of course I would fuck him again, but this was the
first time, the most special. I bit into Ray's shoulder hard enough to
draw blood. Hard enough to leave a scar. Now he was permanently marked. 

Ray continued to scream as I thrust harder and faster into him. "I know
you love it, Ray. And we'll do it again, I promise. Ray!" My own scream
joined Ray's as I came, harder than I ever had before.	

I collapsed on top of Ray, my face buried in his neck. The only sounds in
the room were my harsh breathing and Ray's painful whimpers. "Ray, that
was perfect. I've never come like that before. If I'd known you were this
good a fuck, I never would have waited." 

I lifted my head and looked at Ray. His eyes were closed, tears streaming
down his cheeks. I grabbed the handcuff key and unlocked Ray. He had a few
marks on his wrists, but nothing serious. Blood dripped from the bite mark
on his shoulder. I made a mental note to have the sheets dry cleaned.  

Pulling out of Ray, I rolled off and turned us so that Ray's back was
against my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close
against me. "Now that wasn't so bad, was it? Next time will be better. For
you, anyway. You'll learn to love it when I fuck you, Ray. I know you're
in some pain now but that will pass." 

A shuddering sigh met my words. 

"Yes," I murmured, holding Ray tighter. "Next time will be even better." 

The End