PLETHORA

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Title: Plethora
Author: Sarah B. Leonard
Fandom: NCIS
Pairing: Gibbs/DiNozzo 
Rating: NC17
Author's Notes:  After reading this request by dictionary00 :  http://community.livejournal.com/ncisficfind/501829.html  which included the following summary and warnings, this 1000 word ditty appeared on my monitor.  What can I say?  I couldn't resist.  I believe it is all there, including the last word, which I interpreted as 'swearwords'.  And my winning 'woobie'?  Why, Very Special Agent Tony DiNozzo, of course.  I did twist them about a bit.  As always, friendly comments are greatly appreciated.  Oh - and ONE MORE WARNING:  No food or drink should be in the vicinity of the reader while reading 'Plethora'.  You have been (plethorically) warned.


Summary: To protect the ones he or she loves, Character X sold his or her body to evil slaver alien wizards. Now Character X is finally back home. Can the [team/family/friends/loved ones/etc.] help him or her recover?
Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, torture, past child abuse and incest, betrayal, cutting, slavery, underage sex, involuntary drug use, porn, some swears.

 

Plethora                    by Sarah B. Leonard

 

“Take me to your leader.”

Special Agent Tony DiNozzo woke up from a very weird dream and looked down at the end of his bed. There it was: the evil alien wizard that had just, it seemed, had its way with him in his dream. Ok, nightmare. Tony started to laugh.

“That’s why it didn’t hurt – you’re only about nine inches tall. And, according to what I see, shaped somewhat like a ‘Ken’ doll.”

 Tony leaned up a bit onto his elbows, in order to better see the small beastie who had just very enthusiastically non-consensually raped him. In his dream. He thought. 

The Ken doll reached down to its waist and flicked loose a (proportionally sized) bull whip. He flipped it out to Tony’s foot several times. Small red lines appeared on the side of Tony’s foot.

“Ow! Hey – that hurts. Ow! Ow! Stop torturing me!” he howled.

“We have returned for you. It is time for you to serve us.”

“Huh? Time for what?”

The whip flipped out again. This time, a similar red line graced his ankle.

“Stop that, you little punk.” 

Tony kicked out at him but missed. It looked like his foot had gone right through it. Well, it was wearing a tall pointy hat. Maybe it was a magical evil alien wizard.

“If you are going to be difficult, I will immediately take serious measures. Are you going to take me to your leader?” The doll was difficult to understand with its squeaky (proportional) voice.

“Gibbs? Are you talking about Gibbs?” Tony asked.

“Enough of your delaying tactics.” 

The little wizard pulled an item from his belt and pointed it toward Tony. A small needle, about the size of a kitten’s claw, embedded itself into the back of Tony’s hand. Apparently, size didn’t matter as Tony immediately passed out.

 

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“Ow. My head,” he whined.

Tony reached for his aching head but discovered he couldn’t move. Hundreds of clear plastic cords were tightly wrapped around his body, especially in some distinctly embarrassing places.  He struggled a bit, testing them and discovered that any movement on his part caused a tightening of the tubes on his part which caused an enlargement of said part.

“It is about time you have awakened from the use of the involuntary drug.” 

The evil alien wizard was taller now. Tony guessed approximately six feet tall. He was apparently disguising himself because he now wore a green mask across his mouth. He also had an odd green ‘Y’ shaped tube with a silver mirror hanging from his neck.

“Where am I?” Tony gasped.

“You are away. When you have served us willingly as a sexual slave, you will be returned home.”

“I thought you wanted me to take you to my leader?”

“We have agreed amongst ourselves that you are the easier manipulated member of the two of you, and possess the easier manipulated member.” 

The wizard waved his hand in the direction of Tony’s member. “Therefore, you are our choice. Tell me, Special Agent DiNozzo, were you abused as a child?”

“I … yeah … I … uh.” Tony tried to deny it, but it was true and he couldn’t seem to get the lie past his tongue. “Yeah I was.”

“Tell me also, Special Agent DiNozzo, were you incestually ravished at a very tender age?”

“Gahhh … I uh yeah.” His head bobbed up and down, in an apparent affirmative as his mouth formed a rather obvious circular shape.   Another portion of his anatomy echoed the bobbing motion.

The evil alien wizard leered at that certain portion of his anatomy. 

“If you answer me willingly, I will perform repetitive hand motions upon your risen member and relieve some of the tension that is noticeably bothering you. Do you agree?”

“Dubiously.” Tony replied.

The wizard removed his pointy cone-shaped hat. Beneath it, his hair shined silver, cut high and tight. As the wizard approached Tony, he could see the icy blue eyes of the man blink several times.

“Why are you doing this?” Tony gasped as his member was grasped. “Boss, why have you betrayed me?”

The evil wizard alien stroked his clenched hand up and down in a repetitive motion.

“Quiet, Tony. I’ll cut you out of here as soon as I can. Go along with it. Don’t blow my cover.” Or did he say “You’re caught. Get back under the covers?” Everything seemed blurry and almost as if he was underwater.

Tony squirmed again, becoming totally lost in the motion of the evil alien wizard’s hand as he noticed a strange tube that magically appeared. It seemed to be connected to him, coming from the now aching member.

“Get it out! Get it out!” Tony tried to scream but his voice barely made a sound.

“They cut it out. It is out.” Gibbs’s voice was clear this time. “You’re going to be fine, DiNozzo. Stop struggling.”

“What’s out? They cut what out?” 

“Your appendix. Don’t you remember?” Gibbs held his hand now, the one without the needle that was connected to another long clear plastic tube.

“My … uh … what?” Tony managed another whisper.

“You turned pale and started to sweat at your desk. I made you go see Ducky and he recognized your symptoms. Seems you walked into Autopsy, took one look at him, threw up and passed out.”

“I … what?”

“Palmer says you owe him a mop up. Ducky says if you ignore symptoms and wait that long again he’s going to get my permission to headslap you.”

“Palmer? Ducky?”

“I can’t stay long. Nurse said only five minutes. But I promised Abby I’d check on you – help you recover.”

“So I’m not an expensive sex slave for an evil alien wizard?”

Gibbs chuckled. “I hope you can remember what you meant by that when I get you home, Tony.” 

Gibbs turned away to leave as Tony realized he really had to say one more thing to qualify.

“Boss?”

“Yeah, Tony?”

“Shit! Damn!”

 

(Did I get it all in there?  I hope so...)