Error watched in fear as Ink sat still for a moment, letting the paint take effect. After a minute, Ink's eyes opened, his pupils being pink hearts. He licked his teeth and looked over Error's body. Error whimpered and tried to get away again, "InK, nO! PLeAsE InK, DoN'T dO THiS, I'm S-S-s-S-sORrY!" Error begged. Ink laughed, "Oh Error~ I can't wait to paint your insides rainbow~" He grabbed Error's legs and yanked him back down, causing Error to glitch out, trying to kick at Ink, "See~? You're struggling just proves you aren't sorry in the slightest~" Ink's words only made Error want this less and less, his fear rising with every passing second. He didn't want this again. It was honestly worse than the torture. He struggled and tried pleading with him, knowing it wouldn't work. Ink paid no mind to his words any longer, removing a paintbrush and quickly whipping up some rope. He quickly tied one end around one of Error's wrist, then strung it through one of the holes in the backboard of the bed. There were holes lined up specifically for bondage on the entire top of the backboard, but Ink just chose a random one. Ink used the other end of the top to tie around Error's other wrist tightly, having them stuck above Error's head.

Error's hands had barely any room to move, but they weren't stuck completely against the backboard. He pulled on them, crying harder as he felt Ink's hands on his chest, forcing his breast to summon. Those tears got even heavier when he noticed Ink's body was summoned and he saw him removing his clothes. Ink stretched once his clothes were off and Error tried not to look, but he couldn't help but continue to glance at Ink's election. It looked bigger than before. Probably caused by the pink giving him an extra boost. He struggled, kicking at Ink, actually hitting him this time. Ink grabbed his ankles, "Watch it Error~ I'll fuck your ass dry to make you behave if I have to~" Error had a feeling Ink's threat wasn't empty, judging by everything else he had done. Error stopped struggling, his body going limp, although he couldn't stop the violent shaking and crying. He saw Ink smile, then get up and go to the closet, pulling out a box Error hadn't noticed when he was in there.

Ink sat down next to Error and opened the box. "Hm..." Ink pulled a few things out, smiling down at Error one done, "You're going to love this~" Error knew he wouldn't, "But first, let's get between those cute little legs of yours~" Ink got between his legs, preventing Error from shutting them, which Error would be trying to do a lot. Error felt Ink's hand as his entrance and he shivered, whimpering and shutting his eyes tightly, balling his hands into fist. He felt his fingers graze the outside, making him squirm and quietly gasp. Ink's fingers moved up, making contact with his clit and rubbing slowly. Error's body arched at this and he quietly whined, trying to hold it in. His effort wasn't worth anything though as Ink suddenly gave his clit a small pinch. Error yelped and panted, trying to struggle away from Ink. Ink grabbed his waist, pulling him back down, "Stay in your spot Error, or I'll just have to take you dry~ And you won't like that~" Ink giggled. Error whimpered, but nodded.

"InK..." Error quietly spoke. Ink perked up and paused his movements to hear Error speak. "W-wHy...? WhY aRE YOu doInG ThiS tO mE...?" He looked up and met Ink's eyes. Ink blinked a few times, but ultimately ignored his question, leaning down and licking Error's pussy, all the way from the bottom of his entrance to his clit, which he sucked on once up there. This motion caused a glitched moan to ring out through the room. Error's back arched severely and his fingers dug into his palms. He felt Ink continuing to pleasure his clit, licking and sucking it, even giving it a few gentle bites every few licks. Error felt his pussy tightening already, getting ready to finish. Two of Ink's fingers slowly slipped into Error, feeling him squeezing around them. Error cried out repeatedly, moaning out. He cried Ink's name as he finished, his body spasming, squeezing around Ink's fingers and sucking them deeper in.

Error sobbed in defeat. He felt disgusting already, and yet he knew they were nowhere near finished. He felt Ink removed his fingers and looked up just in time to see him popping them into his mouth. Error looked away quickly. After a moment he felt something strangely shaped at his entrance, the feeling foreign and unusual. He glanced down, but was unsure if he even actually wanted to see or not. All he saw was Ink pushing something into him, missing what it was. If felt strange. It was fully inside of him and his body was squeezing around it. He tried to mentally identify it, shutting his eyes tight, but his concentration on what it felt like was interrupted by a strong vibration in his vagina. He cried out, his body jerking as he was suddenly extremely over stimulated. Now Error knew what the object was.

Ink sat the remote down on the bed next to him, then grabbed Error's trembling thighs. Error whimpered and came again, feeling himself tighten around the object. Ink's tip could suddenly be felt rubbing against his entrance. Error's eyes shot open, "W-wAiT!!" But Ink didn't wait, immediately slamming in, his cock pushing the toy inside him deeper. Error cried out, his body being in a state of painful pleasure as Ink lifted his body at a weird angle, allowing him to plow his dick in and out of him. He could feel Ink stretching him wider than before, his cock pressing against his walls and creating a pleasurable friction. He was very long, and each thrust into him caused a painful burst of pleasure, an uncomfortable one at that, as the toy repeatedly slammed up against his cervix. He was a crying, glitching mess. He couldn't help it as he came every two or three minutes, his body burned and begged for a break, but he couldn't do anything. His whole body was tense, the sensations he'd feel whenever he'd try to relax were way too strong and his body would immediately go back to being tensed.

Ink didn't mind, the tensing only made him tighter. Ink stopped a moment to adjust, allowing Error a few seconds to catch his breath. He breathed heavily and cried, just wanting Ink to be done with him. He just wanted this pleasure to stop. Ink continued thrusting after a moment. Error could feel every inch of it pushing into him before pulling back out, his body feeling weaker with every thrust. His legs felt like jelly. The wet, skin on skin noises that rang out with every thrust made his head spin. He felt like throwing up, but at the same time he felt amazing pleasure, and he hated it. He felt used as he just had to lay there and take it. He started feeling even worse, his eyes shutting tighter. He wanted to go back to the antivoid. He would never leave again if that was what Ink wanted. He didn't care, he just wanted this all to end. His much more audible sobs mixed with his moans, his body finally giving up and going limp. He was never going home. No matter how much he fantasized about being rescued. It wasn't going to happen.

Ink suddenly pulled out, which caused Error's fluids to drip onto the bed below. Error whimpered, and cried out as he felt Ink's fingers inside him, then his whole hand. His eyes widened and he cried out, flexing his hands before closing his eyes again and throwing his head back. Ink removed the vibrator, turning it off and throwing it to the side before thrusting back into him, slamming in and out even faster and harder than before, his tip violently hitting Error's cervix, the way the toy had been. Pain flourished in the area, but was quickly overridden by pleasure. Error couldn't think anymore. He was just a whining, moaning mess. Ink liked hearing when his name would slip from Error's mouth and he leaned down, sucking on Error's breast. Error's eyes suddenly went staticky from all the overwhelming feelings, his body violently shivering in pleasure as his moans got louder. He came yet again, and even Ink had lost track of how many times it had been.

Ink littered Error's body in hickeys anywhere he could reach, feeling his own release coming soon. His precum helped lube Error up even more and he was moving as fast as his body would physically allow. Error seemed close to passing out, but that didn't matter to Ink. The amount of orgasms Error had endured was starting to ware out his body, and everything was starting to hurt. He whimpered loudly and cried out Ink's name repeatedly, pretty much screaming for him. Ink slammed deep as he could in Error, releasing inside of him. Before he pulled out, he quickly grabbed something, then moved Error's body in another awkward angle, having his bottom half almost upside down. Error whimpered loudly at being moved, but let out a long, drawn out moan as Ink pulled out, quickly shoving a dildo into him right after. It was a bit bigger than Ink was, so it fit snugly in Error's pre-stretched walls. However, the thing that made this dildo special were the straps connected to it. Ink grabbed one. They were belt like straps, and all he had to do was wrap them around the top of his thigh and tighten them in place using the belt like mechanics. This would ensure it wouldn't fall out.

Error's body was shaking and his glitches were fizzling. He was dazed and scared. His body didn't feel like his own. He almost felt detached in a way. He felt Ink cut the ropes off his wrist, but he didn't move. He couldn't. His energy was drained. He laid there panting quietly, his eyes closed, his body relaxed, even around the new object inside him, ensuring none of Ink's seed would spill out. Error whimpered at the thought, quickly trying not to think about it. Ink cleaned up as Error laid there limp on the bed, humming quietly. He was happy. He didn't care what he had done to Error or how it impacted him. He was just happy to have expelled most of his energy and to have relieved his artificial heat he had put himself in. He slowly slid the blanket out from under Error, just making a new one for the time being so he could wash this one later.

Once everything was cleaned up, Ink gave Error a mocking kiss on his forehead, smiling, "Well, Error, I've got more AUs I've gotta make. Don't remove that awhile I'm gone, you got it?" Error nodded weakly, not wanting to argue or even move. Ink snicked, finding Error's state to be hilariously pathetic. He couldn't believe the god of destruction was reduced to being his sobbing whore. And all in only a little more than a week. "You're so pathetic, Error~ Have fun while I'm gone~ Laters~" He left him with a kiss, just all the more violating him in any way he could. Error watched him leave, wishing he had the strength to follow after and run far far away from him, but he couldn't even make himself sit up if he tried. He watched the door shut and once again he was alone. He rolled best he could onto his side, closing his eyes and trying to fall asleep, filling his head with happy thoughts to help. In his head, he created his own little world. A world where Dream showed up and saved him, taking him far far away where they lived together happily and Dream never even thought about touching him that way. A world where Ink couldn't hurt him anymore.