Dark Marvels: X-Men | By : ExodusSpinner Category: X-men Comics > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 8588 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: The following story contains explicit sex, both consensual and forced. The Marvel Universe, the X-Men, and all characters thereof are the property of Marvel Comics, to whom I am 100% unaffliated. This is a non-profit fanfiction. |
Jubilee returned to consciousness with a shock as something foul-smelling was waved under her nose. She tried to move her hands, to wave away the smell, but found them trapped underneath her. With growing horror, she looked around her environment.
Jubilee, along with Tabitha and Danielle, were in a massive, darkened room, surrounded by what looked to be auditorium seats. Jubilee herself was trapped in an iron cage, her legs pulled painfull back and up, feet sticking out of the top of the cage on either side of her head, where she could wiggle them but not much more. Her hands, by contrast, were pulled down, locked tightly at the wrists underneath her cage, and her head stuck out of a hole at the top. The front of the cage was open, leaving Jubilee's body defenseless against the world, and a spotlight shone down on her, making it impossible for her to see what was ahead of her beyond a silhouette. Her clothes lay in a pile on the ground, and the cool air of the room washed over her naked body. The cage itself was hanging in the air, with the rim of a glass box around her and a stepladder leading up to her, but her limited range of motion kept her from seeing what was beneath her. Her mouth was forced open – two metal prongs fastened at the back of her mouth, keeping her teeth apart, and tied back behind her head. She glared at the man across from her, trying to keep her growing terror from her face.
He simply smiled back, taking the smelling salts away from her nose, and Jubilee studied him as he stepped down the ladder, away from the light. He was almost six feet tall, with dark brown hair and an arrogant demeanor, wearing a pressed suit and a small ruby ring. “Gentlemen, I give you the mutant.” He said, holding his hand out, and a chorus of jeers and catcalls erupted from the area around them. Jubilee realised with mounting dread that they had an audience. “Beautiful. Monstrous. Harmless.” The man stepped around, and Jubilee tried to crane her head. A moment later, she let out a shriek as her cage dropped down, sending her crashing into water.
Now, Jubilee could see that she had been suspended over a tank of water. Now it was too late. The water was closing over her head, pouring into her mouth, and her resolve vanished. She tried to scream, gasping and choking, and drew on her powers. The water around her exploded in a powerful, thoroughly useless lightshow, her energy splashing harmlessly through the water, dissipating long before it could damage the reinforced glass. A moment later, the water was breaking over her head, as the winch attached to the cage pulled it up until only her hands were underwater. Jubilee coughed and choked, as the man continued smoothly. “Restraining this mutant was simplicity itself. Absent her hands, she is powerless. We considered removing them completely... but one thing at a time.”
The spotlight over Jubilee winked out, and another blazed on. Spitting water, feeling a strand of hair brushing across her eye, she looked over at the second spot, and her heart sank further. Tabitha was there, in restraints as strange as Jubilee's. She was trapped, spread-eagle, between two layers of clear latex, as naked as Jubilee, propped up as though on a cross. A vaccuum pump was running, sucking every last bit of air out of the latex, causing it to press tightly against her skin – only a small area around her cunt was exposed, along with two small tubes poking out from her nose. Her mouth was double covered, a massive crimson ball gag pressed into it and held in place by the vaccuum, and her hair spread out around her like a short blonde halo. Tabitha tried to glare daggers at the man, as he stepped over to her, running a hand over her breasts as she twitched helplessly. “This one can roll explosive energy, but it requires her to rub two body parts together – usually her fingers, but she could make one with her feet if she needed to. Until now.” He pinched her left breast through the latex, and an almost inaudible squeak echoed out from her mouth. Then he snapped his fingers, and the second spotlight winked out, shifting to a third.
This time, it was Danielle who was restrained and nude. Compared to Jubilee, her restraints were much less severe, but they were just as terrifying. Danielle was bent over, her hands pulled back to her waist and both trapped in wooden stocks. Her legs were spread, ankles chained to the sides of the stocks, and her hair was pulled back and tied to the top of the stocks, forcing her head back. Like Jubilee, her mouth was open, this time with a ring gag. Unlike Jubilee, however, the mouth and ponytail were the only parts of her visible – the rest of her head was covered in a black rubber hood, without holes for the eyes, ears, or nose. The man stepped up behind her, raising his hand and delivering a firm and audible slap to her buttcheeks. As Danielle shrieked and bucked, he delivered several more, punctuating his statements with her screams. “As for this one... well, she's a touch more dangerous. A psychic, and she can draw out our fears as illusions. All it takes is the slightest sight, the slightest hint of our voices.” He laughed, giving her one last slap and stepping away. “But it doesn't work through touch.”
The spotlight winked out, and general stage lights came up, illuminating all three of the helpless girls. The man stalked forwards, his tone growing increasingly fervent. “The X-Men would have you believe that mutants are better than humans. That we cannot hope to stand against them, and that they will inevitably come to replace humanity. We believe otherwise.” He stopped next to Jubilee's cage, and stared up at her. She tried to spit at him, but only managed to dribble saliva down her chin. “Mutants can be contained. They can be used.” He reached to the side of the cage, and Jubilee's eyes widened. “They can be hurt.”
This time, the cage lowered slowly towards the water. Jubilee strained as she tried to pull away, seeing the water approach. She shook her head fiercely, shouting out garbled curses as the water inched upwards, covering her breasts, and then her neck. She tilted her head back, trying to close her move, force upwards, anything. The water reached the edge of her mouth... and stopped, leaving her straining to stay above water.
“Is something wrong, mutant?” Jubilee looked up to see that the man had climbed the stairs, and was now leaning down to look at her. She glared back at him, and he chuckled. “Still have a bit of spirit, hm? Don't worry. We'll soon cure you of that.”
He pressed the button in his hand, and the water closed over Jubilee's head again. She thrashed and choked, feeling the water rushing down her throat. Once again, sparks filled the water like fireworks. This time, it was thirty seconds before the winch creaked to life, pulling Jubilee's head – and only her head – out of the frigid water. She was shivering and coughing, hair hanging limply around her. She saw other men climbing onto the stage, and her shivers grew at the naked hunger in their eyes.
“Oh, yes.” The man said with a cruel smile, reaching down to pull off his pants. Jubilee stared at his massive ten-inch cock, as he stepped towards her. “We will train you.”
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