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Arcade's New Niche	By : Masterdudemind Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 106522 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Jolt glanced at Songbird, and then to Tigra. The three of them had been herded into the room by Arcade’s goons. Like so many of Arcade’s rooms, it was indistinguishable from all the rest, unless the client wished otherwise. A queen sized bed, white sheets with a box of props at the foot of the bed, containing God only knew what.
All the heroines were dressed in their usual costumes, the first time in days that any of them could even remember being dressed. They didn’t much enjoy it however, knowing that it wouldn’t last.
Several long minutes passed, waiting for their ‘John’ until Songbird finally said,
“Do we…have someone in common?”
“We may not have anyone,” said Jolt, “least I hope not.”
“I saw the look on Arcade’s face,” Tigra said. She neglected to mention that after fucking her last night, Arcade had said she’d been seeing an old friend soon. The less everyone knew about the time she spent with that man, the better, “he probably has some bastard looking up old connections.”
“He does indeed.”
Jolt, Songbird and Tigra all suddenly felt as if they’d been gripped in steel. No matter how hard they struggled, they couldn’t move an inch.
The force holding them immobile, like flies in amber, yanked them five feet into the air, and then held them spread eagle over the bed. But as terrifying as that was, what scared the women more was the familiar feel of this overwhelming power.
Franklin Hall, known as Graviton, walked into the room, hands folded behind his back.
“I trust that you ladies remember me?”
Tigra nodded. She remembered when her animal side was running wild, and she ran to Graviton’s side like a pet. Far from her finest hour.
Both Songbird and Jolt remembered when Graviton emerged from a Hulk robot, and later when he tried to create his own pathetic kingdom. Their team stopped him each time, but it was by the skin of their teeth.
Revenge, all three women thought, and fear struck them to their core. The clients that wanted revenge ranked among the most ruthless, and painful.
“Now, ladies,” Graviton snapped his fingers, and the heroines found their costumes ripped from their bodies as if they were tissue paper. Graviton nodded approvingly, and with a flick of his wrist, brought the three closer for inspection.
Graviton turned them to their side, as he inspected the ‘A’ that Arcade had branded them all with.
“My my,” Graviton brushed his fingers against Songbird’s brand, and the young woman bit her lip, terrified that any sign of weakness would just draw more cruelty, “Arcade is a bold one, isn’t he?”
Jolt never felt more helpless in her life. She wasn’t just held in check by Arcade’s damned failsafes, but in the presence of the most powerful villain she’d ever fought, a man who could have raped her without all the precautions Arcade had taken.
As if to emphasize that point, Jolt could feel some force on her pussy, gently spreading it open as Graviton leaned in close to take in the scent.
“Excellent texture,” Graviton stuck two fingers inside of Jolt’s pussy, and swished them around, “I think I’ll have you first.”
Graviton took a step back, and with less than a nod, tossed all three on the bed dismissively.
“Songbird, get your friend ready for me,” Graviton ordered, “Tigra, come here.”
“Me? Why?”
“Because I said so,” Graviton growled. He held out his hand, and Tigra suddenly felt as if she were caught in a riptide, before coming to a sudden stop in Graviton’s hands. He grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her to her feet.
“I need to talk to this bitch,” Graviton hissed, “make sure that pussy is ready when I’m done, Songbird. You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.”
“I understand,” Songbird said meekly.
Graviton dragged Tigra to the far side of the room, and then shoved her up against the wall.
“Why so angry?” Tigra snapped, “wait, let me guess, when my feline side was overriding my human side, you tried to turn me into a pet and I still didn’t fuck you.”
“You’re a God damn cocktease,” Graviton said through gritted teeth, “like every other woman in my life! You fucked everyone but me!”
Graviton smirked.
“Except today.”
Tigra rolled her eyes, “Well, better late than ever.”
“Apparently,” Graviton stepped back, “do you know the extent of my powers, slut?”
“Gravity,” Tigra sneered, “the name is a big clue.”
“I said extent, not name,” Graviton made a dismissive motion, and Tigra found herself lifted in the air. Graviton motioned to the room’s toy chest, and three bamboo canes flew out of the chest, and into his hand.
Tigra felt the panic in her chest begin to rise, as graviton motioned with his hands again, and the bamboo canes flew up beside her. She watched, helplessly, as the first cane pulled back, and struck her right breast.
Tigra bit her lip to keep from crying out, and then the second one struck her other breast, followed by a sharp snap on her ass.
“You see, I control gravity to such an extent, that I don’t even have to think about this anymore,” Graviton said, “this will never stop, until I so will it. I could forget all about this, about you, and it still wouldn’t cease.”
“Supposed…to be impressed?” Tigra forced herself to say.
“No, I guess not,” Graviton said, “because I forgot something.”
Another bamboo cane flew from the box.
“Wait…ah!” Tigra trembled as the bamboo positioned itself underneath her pussy.
“Impressed now?” Graviton smiled, and with a snap of his fingers, the bamboo cane moved into action.
Graviton watched smugly as Tigra writhed in agony, and begged for mercy. Graviton never knew the depths of his own sadism until now. It was a side of himself that he reveled in almost as much as his powers.
With Tigra still begging for mercy, a symphony to his ears, as Graviton turned to the two Thunderbolts.
“Ladies, are you ready to have some fun?”
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“Songbird, get your friend ready for me.”
Songbird didn’t even wait for Graviton to drag Tigra away, before she pushed Hallie back on the bed, and dove into her pussy.
“Mel…!” Jolt couldn’t keep herself from moaning, as Songbird’s expert tongue flicked her pussy, and she felt a powerful wave of pleasure rippled out from her pussy, and Jolt nearly came, when she realized something.
“You still have your powers?!” Hallie kept her voice down as best her could, but her tone was sharp and accusing, “what the hell?”
“They’re cybernetic, remember?” Songbird looked Hallie in the eyes, and blinked back tears, “Arcade’s people modified it so all I can do is give great blow jobs, that’s it! You can’t tell anyone!”
“How could you keep this to yourself?”
Songbird glanced over her shoulder, making sure Graviton was still focused on Tigra, and then turned her head and met Jolt’s eyes.
“I screamed myself hoarse for a week, every night,” Songbird hissed, “but nothing ever happened. So just lean back, this is the all I can do to help.”
“I don’t want this kind of help…!” Jolt said, but Songbird ignored her, and Jolt’s head titled back as she felt another wave of ecstasy took her.
No matter how much Hallie tried to feel disgust, Songbird’s tongue just felt to amazing as she lapped at her pussy. The bliss was unlike anything Hallie had felt before
“Ladies, are you ready to have some fun?”
Both Hallie and Melissa turned their attention to Graviton, as the man strode across the room. Neither woman could miss Tigra in the distance, or how she was suffering.
“Songbird, get up on the bed, please,” Graviton took his shirt off, and began to remove his pants, “head just off the bed, please. Jolt, dear, come here.”
Songbird did as she was told, laying on the edge of the bed, and Jolt, her pussy as damp as a swamp, approached the villain. It was a battle to keep her arms at her side, as modesty mixed with fear. Graviton was one of the few who could ignore Arcade’s orders to leave them relatively unharmed, and Hallie had been instrumental in stopping him in the past.
“Aren’t you an amazing sight?” Graviton breathed. Jolt could see the man’s full erection, and would have gladly shoved the full length of it down her throat if it meant being done with him.
But instead Graviton stood there, drinking in her naked form. She was small, petite, but Graviton saw her muscle tone, the strength that would put professional athletes to shame.
“You were so lithe when we fought, so quick,” Graviton placed his hands on Hallie’s shoulder, then traced them down her front, over her small breasts, across her ribs, and stopping at her wet pussy, “your old costume never did leave much to the imagination, I know that now. I only wish I knew then what I was missing.”
Jolt trembled, but said nothing.
“Still,” Graviton snapped his fingers, and Jolt found herself spun one hundred and eight degrees, like a top, a reminder of his physical power over her, “why wait?”
Jolt found her legs spread against her will, and slid across the room to the bed, until her pussy hovering over Songbird’s face.
“Songbird, help Jolt enjoy this, won’t you?” Graviton said.
“Now, Thunderbolts,” Graviton pushed Jolt forward, and the young Asian caught herself with her hands. Her wet pussy hovered over Songbird’s mouth, “let’s make some lightning, eh?”
Songbird reached up to Jolt’s clit with her tongue, and as she began licking the tender bit of flesh, she began humming a little tune, ‘Mary Had a Little ‘Lamb’, and her cybernetics responded instantly.
Jolt gasped as she felt the sensations travel through her pussy. She could understand instantly why Arcade had given Songbird a small portion of her powers.
“Such a slut,” Graviton said as he placed his cock at Jolt’s slit, and pushed inward, “such…an amazing slut!”
Graviton found Jolt’s pussy to be perfectly tight, gripping his cock in a soft, almost silk like vice. He could feel small traces of Songbird’s sonic stimulation traveling through Jolt’s pink flesh and into his cock. The ripple was unlike anything he’d felt before.
“The perfect…”
Graviton thrust forward, and Jolt gasped as she once again felt her pleasure nearly reach the top, and he’d barely begun. Every nerve in her pussy seemed to be shouting in pleasure.
“Oh yes…” Jolt couldn’t keep herself from moaning, and she realized that Graviton had just started.
“….tight…” Graviton slammed his hips into Jolt again, this time sheathing his entire cock into her tight snatch.
“:…please, fuck me…” Jolt began tipping over a climax, as Graviton’s cock traveled the length of her young pussy. She barely even felt it when Graviton reached out and grabbed her pony tail, pulling it back like the reins on a horse.
“…slut!” Graviton slammed into Jolt.
“Yes, oh God yes!” Jolt screamed. She came, her entire body pitched over that cliff of pleasure.
Songbird watched as Graviton slammed his cock into her young teammate, the girl who had been the heart and soul of the Thunderbolts. Hallie’s pussy dripped its juices on her face, and Graviton’s balls smacked her forehead with each lunge of his cock.
The sight of it all was like a knife to Songbird’s heart, but she kept humming, stimulating the pleasure centers in Jolt’s pussy with her ultra-sonics. Songbird had long since resigned herself to their terrible fate, but she could still relieve the suffering of her teammate.
Meanwhile, from across the room, Tigra watched with tears in her eyes, as Graviton slammed into Jolt’s pussy.
The smell of sex struck Tigra’s enhanced senses from across the room. The canes on her breasts, ass and pussy never once stopped, but the pain had peaked, allowing Tigra just enough room in her mind for shame.
Shame that she was too weak to help Jolt. Shame that she had become Arcade’s inside man. And shame that she now wished that she’d fucked the man so long ago, so that they wouldn’t be in this situation now.
“Yes, oh yes!” Jolt pushed herself back against Graviton’s cock, trying to milk it for all the pleasure she could.
“Take it, you whore,” Graviton grunted, “I wish Moonstone could see you now!”
When those word’s reached Hallie’s ears, it was like a slap to the face. She stopped pushing back against Graviton, and suddenly became aware of him pulling her hair, and his cock slamming inside of her, pounding at her cervix.
“No…,” Jolt whispered. She could still feel the pleasure of Songbird’s ministrations, every thrust of Graviton’s cock nothing more than two steps towards a climax, but that all felt different now. Bitter sweet, as it began to rot in her stomach.
Moonstone would have thought of a way out of here, Moonstone wouldn’t have become a slut for pleasure. First Joystick and now Graviton, Hallie began to feel as she was falling, and suddenly she couldn’t hold back the sobs.
Graviton, still pounding Jolt’s pussy, noticed her change in demeanor, but it only increased his pleasure, his feeling of control. He could move mountains, yet it seemed often as if no one truly feared him. Destroying his enemies mentally felt so much better than dominating them physically. They always seemed to overpower him, but this?
Jolt would carry this with her the rest of her life.
Graviton smirked, and wished that he’d done this before Arcade.
“Take it, you slut!” Graviton finally could hold it no longer, and began to cum.
But before he did, he pulled out of Jolt, and came over the entrance of her pussy, while allowing some of his seed to fall onto Songbird’s face.
“Perfect…,” Graviton sighed. With a wave of his hand, he willed Jolt onto her back, and took a moment to admire the view.
Her perfectly toned body glistened with sweat, while her chest, along with her small breasts, jumped up and down in line with her sobs.
In truth, Graviton cared very little about Jolt or Songbird. It was Moonstone he wanted to hurt, Moonstone he wanted to fuck.
But she wasn’t here, and Graviton suspected that might be for the best. Besides, with her sharp tongue, Moonstone would likely take most of the pleasure out of it.
Better to abuse her teammates, to take a victory she never knew and thus, could never spoil.
He glanced down at Songbird, still lying on her back, his seed on her face.
“Your teammate needs a cleaning, Songbird,” Graviton smugly said, “see to it.”
Songbird, without a word of complaint or even a hint of protest, rolled over and crawled to Jolt’s pussy. She began lapping the cum up obediently, like a cat lapping at milk. She finished quickly, and then backed away, looking at Graviton expectantly.
“Good girl. Jolt, your friend is a mess. Return the favor, won’t you?”
Graviton smiled when he saw Jolt hesitate. Not long enough to constitute defiance, but enough to know it was there. She kept one eye on Graviton as she leaned forward, her tongue scooping the cum from Songbird’s face, swallowing it like the chore it now was.
Finally, when Songbird’s face was clean, both Thunderbolts looked to him, but with their eyes downcast, neither brave enough to meet his gaze.
“Such wonderful pets Arcade has made you both,” Graviton observed, “the man has a gift. Oh!”
Graviton snapped his fingers, and across the room, the canes stopped abusing Tigra, and she fell to the ground like a dropped plate.
Graviton turned and smiled at her.
“I knew I was forgetting something.”
Graviton sat down at the edge of the bed.
“Won’t you come here and entertain me?” Graviton said, “do be quick about it, though. Otherwise, I might do to these young ladies what I did to you, only for twice as long.”
Graviton could feel the two Thunderbolts behind him shudder.
“And I’d still fuck you anyways.”
Tigra mustered all sheer willpower, pushing past the agony, and climbed to her feet. Her breasts, ass and pussy all felt as if they were on fire, but Tigra ignored it all, and marched towards Graviton.
She could remember a time when she undertook such an act of willpower to save lives, to defeat villains.
But now, she made the same effort just so that she could allow herself to be raped.
“Ladies,” Graviton didn’t bother to look over his shoulder to address the two Thunderbolts, “my shoulders are a little tense. Could you help?”
Songbird took Graviton’s left, while Jolt took his right. Both women began massaging his shoulders, while they tried to inconspicuously press their breasts.
Tigra reached Graviton quickly enough, but she could already see that his erection had returned, and a quick whiff with her enhanced senses was enough to tell her that Arcade had provided him some chemical assistance.
“Think you can handle me?” Tigra swayed her hips to one side. She figured if she couldn’t get out of this, the least she could do was hold the remainder of Graviton’s attention.
And that started by poking the up until now untouched inferiority.
“I’m a real woman, Graviton, not some little girl,” Tigra leaned in close, and snaked her tail in-between her legs, and brought it up to his cock. The soft brush of her fur against his ready organ almost made him cum right then and there.
“You wouldn’t last a minute.”
Tigra smirked as she saw Graviton fight for control. But she knew that she’d won when she smelled a glint of anger in him.
“You’re right,” Graviton reached out with his powers, and Tigra found herself spun around, and lifted into the air. Her legs were spread with an unrelenting strength, and she could her ass positioned over Graviton’s waiting member, “I’ll last for hours.”
Graviton used his powers to slam Tigra down on his cock, and he squeezed her abused breasts in his hands.
The agony of it all would have been overwhelming, if it weren’t already familiar. Tigra blinked back tears of both pain and joy. She deserved so much worse than this, but the suffering, the pain, brought some relief to her tired conscience. As long as Graviton focused on her, Jolt and Songbird would be spared.
“You…ugh!” Graviton concentrated, impaling the full length of his cock on Tigra, “you ladies…should team up more often.”
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