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Switching Roles

Logan
looked up as Jean stepped into the gym and closed the door behind her. �What�s
wrong?�
Jean
stared at him. �How do you know anything�s wrong?�
He
sighed, exasperated. �Jeannie, I can smell the adrenaline from here. Somethin�s
got ya keyed up. What�s wrong.�
She
twisted her fingers nervously. �Nothing�s wrong.�
�Try
another one, Red.� He knew she hated the nickname, but sometimes if you
couldn�t coax the cat out of the bag, you could provoke it into coming out�
Jean
flushed as red as her hair and took a step back toward the door. �I was looking
for Betsy to help me with Jubilee.�
�Jubilee?�
That got Logan�s attention. �What�s wrong with her?�
�Uh,
nothing, it�s a woman thing��
At
any other time that would have gotten Logan to back off, but not this time.
�It�s not that time of month, Jean. I don�t smell it. Spit it out. Does it have
somethin� ta do with the way she�s been hidin� in her room?�
�Sort
of.�
�Jean��
The claws came out.
Jean
spat out a cussword, which took Logan aback as she normally didn�t swear, then
she said through gritted teeth, �She�s been having some�disturbing thoughts
lately. She�s been projecting them. I was looking for Betsy to help me with an
idea I had.�
�What
kinda disturbin� thoughts?� Logan hated telepathic jargon, and Jean knew it.
�About�a
man.�
Logan
swallowed hard, but curiosity drove him onward. �Got anythin� ta do
with�You-Know-Who?� He didn�t have to say the name Bastion.
Jean
blew out her breath in a sigh and sat down on a nearby weight bench. �Sort of.
Not about Bastion specifically, but�she�s gotten past the denial and she�s
gotten very angry at you for not being there for her. That�s why she�s been
keeping her distance from you. She still hasn�t gotten over it. I wanted Betsy
to help me with a little psychic intervention.�
�Gonna
play mind games with her? How�s that gonna help?�
�Uh,
no, not mind games, not like that. I thought maybe I could put her in a dream
sequence where she could do what her subconscious wants to do without harm to
anyone. A sort of closure. And right now I�m tightly shielded because my
phoenix powers are acting up again, and I can�t look for Betts psychically.�
�She�s
gone with Stormy out shoppin�. Will I do?�
That
got Jean�s attention. �What do you mean?�
�Give
her a chance t�let her work all that aggression out on me.�
�Logan..
you don�t know what you�re asking.� Jean looked nervous. �Jubilee�s been having
some very�.disturbing�revenge sadistic fantasies. I don�t think they should go
any further than her mind. You might find them disturbing.�
Logan
heard Jean out quietly, then shook his head when she was finished. �If Jubes is
havin� sadistic fantasies then it�s all the more reason fer her t get �em outta
her system. She ain�t like that normally, an� her just thinkin� bout that means
she�s really upset �bout me.� He got up.
�Where
are you going?� Jean said in surprise.
Logan
paused in the doorway. �Gonna talk ta her.�

Jubilee
looked up as her room door opened and Logan stepped in. The last person she
really wanted to see at that moment. �Wolvie, the door�s closed for a reason.�
�I
know, I just wanted ta talk to ya, kid.� He took a careful discreet sniff. No,
it wasn�t her time of month yet, but it was close, and the balance of hormones
in her body had changed just enough to send her into a mental tailspin.
Normally he treaded carefully, but this time he wanted to provoke her. �I hadda
talk with Jean.�
�Really.�
Jubilee sounded indifferent, but the sudden tension in her shoulders spoke
volumes. As did the way she carefully avoided touching him when he sat on the
end of the bed.
�Yeah,
really.� He took a deep breath. �Jean don�t think the fantasies yer havin� are
healthy��
�She
oughtta mind her own business.�
�She�s
worried �bout you. So�m I.�
�Yeah,
well, y�all shoulda been worried about me at a time when it mighta done me some
good.�
Ouch. So that was it. Jubilee had finally
progressed past the denial and hurt and into anger. Good. It had taken far too
long for her to get here. Now to safely channel that anger�before keeping it
bottled up inside tore her mind apart. �I don�t see nothin� wrong with �em,
though.�
Jubilee
raised her eyes to meet his, and he saw the anger roiling in their depths.
�Jean and the Professor thought there was.�
�Yeah,
well, I�ve lived a lot longer. There are ways o� copin� with stuff like this
that maybe Jean an� Chuck ain�t run across yet. Sometimes givin� in to it is
the only way to get rid of it.�
�Give
into it�� Jubilee�s eyes widened, and then she shook her head. �Oh no. I
couldn�t do that.�
�Why
not?� Logan challenged her. �Jean said�they were revenge fantasies�sadistic
ones. Jubes, that ain�t you, but yer probably gonna have ta try it �fore ya
know that yerself. An� since I�m pretty sure ya ain�t gonna be able t�do anythin�
ta me that my healin� factor an�t handle, well�� he spread his arms wide. �I�ve
come ta terms with the fact that ya ain�t a kid no more��
�No
matter what you call me,� Jubilee interrupted.
He
smiled at her, acknowledging the gentle barb. �Yeah, no matter what I call ya,
ya ain�t a kid no more. Yer 22, fer chrissakes, it jus� took me the devil�s own
time ta realize that.�
�Yeah,
well, Wolvie�Logan�age aside, what�s in my head ain�t pretty. I see�in my
head�� she swallowed. �Logan�I wanna hurt you. I want you to know what I felt
when Bastion�s guards tore me open. I want you to know what I felt when they
forced me to play their sick sex games. I want you to know what it felt like to
be helpless and out of control.�
�Then
do it. Let�s go down to the Danger Room.�
Jubilee
stared at him. �You really mean it. Logan, is this a blatant attempt to get in
my pants?�
Logan
almost choked. Is that my real reason for doing this? Am I doing this
because, subconsciously, I wanna know what a sexual relationship with Jubes
would be like? Is it because I wanna see her nude, in all her womanly glory? Or
am I doin� it �cause I really wanna to help her? Honor, and the fact that
she would know if he was lying, forced him to give her the truth. He never
could lie to her; she wasn�t a telepath but she knew when he was lying. �I
can�t deny that I find ya attractive, Jubes. Hell, I�d haveta be dead not ta
notice. But yer my partner, my friend, an� I don�t wanna ruin what we got
together if things don�t turn out fer the best. An in the end�you got a long
life ahead o� ya, an� ya don�t need ta be weighed down by an ol� man with
enough enemies to populate a small country.� He sighed. �So what I�m offerin�
is a punchin� bag, someone you can work yer frustrations and anger out on. What
da ya say?�

What
the hell did I do this for?
Logan
lay on a cold steel table, wrists and ankles strapped to the ends of the thing,
nude. Jubilee stood over him, her mouth busy on his cock, sucking and licking,
teasing, building up the tension in his body, bringing him to the brink of
orgasm�
For
the tenth time.
Ten
times she�d done this. Ten denied orgasms. He was going crazy.
She
had started by strapping him to the table, her hands steady but her eyes
darting everywhere with long-suppressed ideas of what she wanted to do. Before
they began she had told Logan that her first sexual experience had been in a
medical lab at the hands of a sadistic guard. During that first horrific rape
session she had cursed Logan for not being there to save her, for not being
there when she needed him. She�d been there whenever he needed her, but when she
needed him he hadn�t kept his promise. That knowledge, that feeling of guilt,
was the only thing right now that kept him from ripping his hands free of the
restraints and plunging into her oh-so-tempting body.
That
and wondering what this must have felt like for her.
She�d
only been fourteen; the guard, from her description, had been a powerfully
built man in his mid-twenties. Terrified and still virgin, she had been
helpless to fend him off, helpless to stop her own body from responding to his
calculatedly gentle caresses. He�d brought her to her peak many times, only to
deny it to her until finally, lost in a sea of sexual arousal and exhausted,
she�d begged for relief. Like he was doing now.
�Please,
Mistress, please,� he groaned, hardly recognizing his own voice. The guard had
insisted that Jubilee call him Master, so she had insisted that Logan call her
�Mistress�. A distinct change for him, who was used to being in control of the
situation�but he had volunteered for this, after all� �Oh God, Mistress,
please, I need to come!� Had she begged her captor for this, like this?
Her
skilful, talented, hot mouth closed around him, and he groaned as he almost
came right then and there. He was so sensitive now that the right touch in the
right place would set him off�but she was carefully avoiding that spot, right
underneath the engorged head of his twitching, jerking shaft. �Mistress,
please!� Finally, Jubilee�s tongue flicked that one spot�and he exploded. He
felt like he was melting and freezing, all at once; stars that looked
suspiciously like Jubilee�s fireworks were going off behind his eyelids, and he
screamed her name, barely realizing what he was doing. It seemed to go on
forever, as she used her hand and mouth to create friction and suction around him
to keep his orgasm going until he literally begged her to stop. �Please,
Mistress!� The sensory overload was almost too much for him.
He
was gradually coming down from that incredible sexual high when sudden agony
exploded in his groin. He screamed, his voice distorted and barely
recognizable, as a wide, flexible leather belt smashed into his unprotected,
vulnerable balls. The agony overloaded his mind again, and he had another
orgasm, weaker than the first but still potent. As he gasped with the pain, trying
to get his body under control, he heard her voice. �Do you feel that, Logan? Do
you realize how the pain and the pleasure mingles? It confuses the mind. I know
you�re older, you�ve felt plenty of both, but to someone who�s never had an
orgasm before, it was confusing. Disorienting. If you�d been there for me I
would never have felt this.� Jubilee raised the belt and thrashed his cock and
balls again. He screamed, his hips rising involuntarily off the table, jerking
upwards as his brain cried out to her for forgiveness. But she had suffered
more than this, had suffered worse, and while he�d never know what losing one�s
virginity was like, he could at least help her by absorbing as much of this
punishment as he could. But it was going to be hard. Yes, he had a healing
factor, but he also had enhanced senses, and his sense of touch was
extraordinarily acute. Especially around his groin. He heard a high-pitched
screaming in his ears, wished irritably that it would stop, then realized it
was himself as she continued to lash his genitals with the belt until his
entire groin region was a throbbing mass of agony. He wanted desperately to
curl up in a ball and stop the pain; but he didn�t ask for mercy. He didn�t
deserve any, not from this fiery, passionate Mistress he�d so cruelly wronged
out of ignorance.
He
barely felt it when Jubilee released the restraints from his ankles and wrists.
It took two repetitions before her words penetrated his brain. �Get off the
table, get on your hands and knees.� He went to all fours, obediently, and she
buckled a leather collar around his neck. He bit his lip to stifle a gasp as
she attached chained clamps to his nipples, then ran a short length of string
from the chain to his collar. The only way he could ease the pull on his nipples
was by lowering his head, and he did so, gasping as he waited for whatever was
next.
He
didn�t have long to wait. This Danger Room simulation was programmed with a
variety of adult toys in its environs, and Logan gasped and nearly screamed
again as Jubilee shoved a large, lubricated ass plug into his clenching,
spasming rectum. He�d never had anything back there (at least, not that he
could remember) and the sudden entry felt horrible, painful and violating. His
body shuddered in agony.
�Wolvie?�
Jubilee said softly. �Is this too much?�
It
was on the tip of his tongue to say �Yes! Take this damn thing out!� but he
said instead, through gritted teeth, �Did he do this to you, too?�
�Yes,�
Jubilee whispered. �Yes, and the one he put in me was bigger. And he didn�t
lube it.�
Logan
put his head down and shuddered through another fit of body-wracking spasms as
his bowels tried to force out the invading phallic object. When he could speak
again, he whispered, �Put in the same sized one that was used on you.�
�Wolvie!�
Jubilee�s voice wavered.
�Jubes�you
were fourteen. I�m an adult. If you could handle it, I can too. I deserve it
for my inattention. I promised you, and I broke it. I deserve to suffer every
bit of pain you did. Put the bigger one in.� Abruptly, the phallus in his
rectum was drawn out, and the next moment he almost screamed as something much
larger went in. It was lubed, a distant part of his mind noted, but he couldn�t
speak for his cries, which intensified as Jubilee tied another leather thong
from the back of his collar to the prong viciously spearing his rectum. Then
she tied a loop in the end of the thong, tightened it around his cock and
balls, and stepped back. �Crawl to me,� she said.
Logan
tried�and agony blossomed in his body. The slightest movement of his buttocks
jiggled the plug in his bowels. To alleviate the pain he threw his head back,
but that introduced a new pain; the clamps on his nipples tightened. Groaning,
he moved his head up and down until he found a position he thought he could
tolerate�but as soon as he moved again pain blossomed in his body. He gritted
his teeth as he followed Jubilee�s instructions to crawl around the room, and
when she finally told him to stop he was bathed in sweat. He gave a deep
gasping sigh of relief as she released his nipples and untied the anal prong,
but then his trepidation increased when she told him to stay there. He did,
forcing himself not to turn and look at what she was doing. Finally she came up
behind him, and in one quick movement she yanked the plug out of his ass. His
sphincter burned as the thing came out, but it was accompanied by a feeling of
relief.
Which
was immediately banished as he felt something else pressing against his rear
opening!
He
howled as his ass, already opened by the big plug, gave way to the attack on it
by the strap-on firmly attached around Jubilee�s hips. There was an agony deep
inside his body, a sharp pain that his mind realized as the tearing of his
internal sphincter. It healed almost immediately, reforming around the hard
rubber dildo spearing it, but that brief flash of pain gave him a sudden
insight into what it felt like to be a woman and have her virginity torn away.
Then suddenly the pain of the anal rape gave way to an incredibly sexual sensation,
a feeling of impending orgasm, and when Jubilee lay down over his back and
reached around to cup his cock in her hands, stroking it up and down its
length, he screamed, in pleasure this time, and spurted his semen all over her
hands. She stroked a few more times in his ass, and then pulled out. He
collapsed on his side on the floor, breathing hard, and Jubilee silently
removed the thong around his deflating cock and balls, removed the collar, and
with a few quiet words to the computer, they were returned to the Danger Room.
Jubilee hurried over to the corner and picked up their clothes, coming back to
where he lay, and sat down on the floor beside him, handing him his clothes. He
pushed himself up to a sitting position but didn�t dress right away. Instead
they sat side by side on the floor, silent, not saying a word. Logan was
gathering his thoughts, and Jubilee�when he looked up Jubilee�s face was wet
with tears. �Hey. Hey, Jubes, stop that,� he whispered gently, wiping them
away. �You didn�t do nothin� I didn�t volunteer for.�
�I
never wanted you to know what that felt like!� She wailed suddenly, bursting
into tears. �I never wanted you to know how humiliating that was�how he made me
come even though I was fighting it as much as I could, even though I tried
really really hard not to, and he still made me come. And then just as I came
he hit me, real hard, right between my legs and it hurt so much but I came
anyway�and he laughed and told me I must be a slut because obviously I liked
it�� She sniffed, scrubbed her bare arm across her face, and tried to wipe the
tears away. �I know I didn�t, but at the time it made sense.�
�Ssh,�
Logan said, pulling Jubilee into his lap and sitting there, stroking her hair
and shushing her. �I understand. Really. It�s okay, Jubes, you couldn�t help
it. It wasn�t something you could control. There�s nothing wrong with you,
there was something wrong with him for doing things like that to a little
girl�� He broke off as the Danger Room door opened.
Jean,
Scott, and Storm stood in the doorway. Jean�s expression was neutral; Scott�s
and Ororo�s were plainly disapproving. Logan suddenly realized what this must
look like to them; he and Jubilee, sitting naked on the floor, her in his lap.
�Logan�Jubilee�what
on earth�?� Scott started.
�Logan!
What are you doing?!� Ororo exclaimed. Cursing under his breath, Logan got up
and scrambled into his clothes, feeling the heat of a furious blush creep up
his cheeks. From the looks of it, Jubilee was blushing just as furiously. He
grabbed her hand as soon as they were both decent and pushed past the other
three X-men. �None of yer damn beeswax, Cyke,� he growled as he escaped into
the hall.
Logan and
Jubilee heard Jean�s silvery telepathic laugh in their heads all the way
upstairs.
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