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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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Wrecked
Dallas Roirdan, Citizen V to the world, felt terror lance down her spine when the two guys came into her cell, removing her but leaving her fellow captives Dagger and Wolfsbane, without saying a word.
They took Dallas to a room with a row of monitors, and a single chair with two dildos lined up, just for her.
Dallas barely flinched as the guards sat her down on the dildos, and then walked away. Though they left, Dallas didn’t feel any temptation to stand up and removed the dildos from inside of her. She had been Arcade’s prisoner long enough to recognize an invitation for punishment when she saw it.
Dallas counted off the seconds, as time passed. From her training in the V-Battlion, she had a rough idea of how to keep time without a watch. When she reached the point where she estimated Arcade started the day, assigning their tortures, the monitors came on, and she saw her teammate, Hallie flanked by two guards, standing outside a room.
Something about the mundane nature of it unsettled Dallas. She knew, like always, Arcade had something sadistic planned. But the exact nature of it, when he set his mind to it, was almost always unpredictable.
“Good morning, Dallas,” Arcade said, “I hope I haven’t kept you waiting too long.”
“What do you want?” Dallas spat. She’d already thrown ever insult she could think of at the man so many times before, and right now, she just didn’t have the energy, “I’m sure you can find some loser who’d like to cum in me. Why are we keeping them waiting?”
“Because you did something naughty,” Arcade leaned in close to Dallas, “confess, and I’ll only give you guard duty for a day. Haggle, and I’ll show Jolt what’s behind door number one.”
“I don’t know what…”
“Door number one, then,” Arcade sighed dramatically. He tapped his collar, “send her in, boys!”
$$$
“Time to get wrecked, bitch!”
Laughing, the guards gave Hallie a shove through the door, and went about their business.
The room was fairly bare, as Arcade’s special tortures went. Hallie saw no whips, no wooden horses or spiked dildos, none of the tools her clients often used to torment her with.

Rather, it had a large, queen-sized bed with a metal headboard and a single occupant. He was a large man, brown hair, well built, and dressed in a robe. One look at him was all Hallie needed to know that he had little interest in foreplay. Hell, his cock was already half erect.
The room had a dressed, and Hallie could see a bottle of liquor resting on it with two glasses, alongside a box. God only knew what horrible thing was in there, she thought.
“Ain’t you a sight?” the man said, “not much in ways of breasts, but I love me some athletic women.”
“…thank you,” Hallie said meekly. In her experience, the less she said, the better.
“Name’s Dirk,” he said, “and you and me are gonna have a good time tonight.”
“…Dirk?” a light went off in Hallie’s head, and her stomach dropped, “oh God, the Wrecker?”
“One and the same,” Dirk winked at her, “guess you heard of me?”
Hallie pressed her back up against the door. She had heard of the Wrecking Crew, both before Arcade had taken her captive, and after.
She had seen Namorita gangbanged by the Crew, Monet as well. Hallie didn’t know exactly how strong those women were, but she knew that they could flip tanks with their bare hands.
And she knew she couldn’t.
“You can’t do this,” Hallie said, her voice filled with fear, “you’ll tear me in two!”
“Ha!” Dirk chuckled, “not likely, honey. Believe it or not, I’ve fucked normal whores plenty. Pussy and ass, and they all survived. My dick’s got a kill record of exactly zero.”
“You’re lying,” Jolt snapped, “you’re too strong!”
“Hey, I’m not saying they didn’t limp afterwards,” Dirk said and waved his hand dismissively, “and God damn if they didn’t charge the shit out of me. But yeah. Elliot, Thunderball, says it’s some subconscious thing. No one wants to fuck dead meat, so my mind holds back my body.”
“Please, you can’t,” Hallie begged.
“I can,” Dirk said, “get that sweet ass over here, or I start complaining to your boss.”
Torn between her fear of Wrecker and punishment at the hands of the fail-safes or Arcade, Hallie approached, trembling.
“Take a look at this,” Dirk said, motioning to the box.
Hallie leaned over, wondering what horrible tool was inside, no doubt going to be slammed inside her young pussy.
Resting inside the box, were a half dozen eggs.
“Delicate things, eggs,” Dirk said. He picked one up, and handed it to Hallie.
Her heart hammering, she accidently crushed it between her fingers.
“Wow, tense much?” Dirk handed Hallie a towel with which to wipe her hands, and then picked up two eggs.
“Just relax,” Dirk said, “and this will just fine.”
Dirk juggled two eggs in his hands for a minute, and the fear in Hallie’s chest lessened to something controllable. She couldn’t believe that the man who’d single handily fought Thor was actually juggling eggs, but seeing it was almost believing it.
“I got some control, honey,” Dirk said, finally putting the eggs away. He took the second one and cracked it, demonstrating to Hallie that it hadn’t been some fake prop, “so don’t go having a heart attack on me now.”
“No promises,” Hallie said, hoping it sounded like a joke.
“That’s the spirit,” Dirk poured Hallie a drink, “here, have some. You look underage, but who cares, right?”
“Wouldn’t be the worst thing I’ve done all week, right?” Hallie said, hoping to drum up some sympathy from the Wrecker.
Hallie gulped it down, and almost immediately regretted it. The world began to spin, and her knees buckled.
“Whoa there,” Wrecker grabbed Hallie around the waist, and set her down on the bed.
“What. What happened…?”
“Something Arcade’s boys cooked up, help you relax more,” Wrecker explained. He positioned Hallie so that she was laying across the width of the bed, with her head just laying off the edge, “now then…”
Wrecker opened his robe, and presented his erect cock
“Time to get to work, honey.”
Whatever Wrecker had given her, Hallie found, it hadn’t impaired her too much. Moving her limbs was like trying to move through water, but simple commands like opening her mouth and rolling her tongue were something she could still easily handle.
That was she didn’t hesitate to open her mouth. She didn’t want this all to get so much worse by defying Arcade.
“That’s a good girl,” Wrecker smirked, “might wanna warm up the other end too, while you’re at it. Multi tasking, right?”
From his tone, Hallie couldn’t tell if Dirk was mocking her or not, but in the end, she supposed it didn’t matter. She didn’t want him to fuck her dry, so she brought her fingers t her cunt, and began working them in and out.
While she did that, she sucked Dirk’s ridiculously hard cock. It didn’t feel as if she were sucking human flesh, not exactly, but instead was sucking a rock shaped like a penis. None of the dildos that had been forced down her throat while in Arcade’s came close to being as hard.
Dirk drank in the sight, of Jolt sucking him off, while her fingers worked her pussy. Ever since Arcade had opened his little ‘harem’, Dirk had sworn off whores. Nothing beat the satisfaction and tightness of a heroine, money be damned.
Dirk felt the first climax of many building, and he continued to pound Hallie’s throat.
Hallie, having long since developed a sixth sense for when someone might cum, could feel it too. Panic overwhelmed her for a moment, before Dirk’s cum exploded down her throat.
Hallie began coughing and hacking, as it felt like someone had sprayed a fire-hose down her throat, if only for a second.
“See, babe?” Dirk pulled his cock free, “not fun, right, but not fatal. You think Arcade would throw away an employee like you?”
Hallie felt sick to her stomach, knowing the only reason she was still alive was because Arcade had further humiliations in store.
“Now, lets get to the main event,” Dirk walked around the bed, and pulled Hallie further down by her ankle.
Hallie could feel his weight as Dirk climbed atop of her, his cock aimed right at her wet pussy.
She imagined this was what it felt like for a mouse to be cornered by a lion.
“Guess we’ll see how you compare to the fish lips and stuck up bitch, huh?” Dirk placed his cock against the lips of her pussy, and pressed inward effortlessly.
“Nice,” Dirk said, with a content sigh. Though his skin was bullet proof, he could feel Jolt’s pussy tightly wrapped around his cock. Not as tightly as Namorita or M, but still better than the usual hookers and sluts he’d fucked elsewhere, “real nice.”
Jolt gasped. Wrecker had split her pussy without a second thought, and she blinked back tears as she tried to get comfortable, tried to adjust to his size. She’d had bigger, but none were so quickly inside her as Dirk.
“Okay, honey,” Hallie never felt so powerless as she did now, with the Wrecker, a man who’d fought Thor, looming over he with his cock buried inside her pussy, “here comes the bang.”
Dirk pulled his cock back, and then lunged inside of Hallie.
“Ahh!”
Hallie gasped, as the air was driven from her body. It was like a punch to the gut and full bodied sneeze, all at once.
“See,” Dirk smiled, trying to be reassuring, “ain’t dead yet!”
Dirk pounded his cock inside Hallie again, and Jolt swore she could feel her bones shake.
“Please…” Jolt said, weakly.
“Oh, don’t be like that,” Dirk said dismissively, “hookers half your age did just fine.”
The Wrecker slammed his cock into Hallie again and again, picking up his pace.
Each time, Hallie felt the air driven from her lungs, and felt her teeth and bones rattle. Her pussy ached immeasurably and already she was sore in a way she had never been before.
AS the Wrecker wrecked the young Thunderbolt, Dallas watched it all happen on high definition television. She could see the pain in her young teammate’s face, and knew that she could only imagine how Hallie was suffering. Dirk had his entire cock sheathed inside of the young Asian heroine, and the thought horrified Dallas.
“Please, stop this!” Dallas begged, “I’ll talk, just get her away from him!”
“You had your chance,” Arcade sighed, “so just watch the show. And if you don’t tell me what I wanna know, I’ll invite Piledriver to take Hallie for a spin.”
“Oh baby, oh yeah,” Dirk moaned as his cock traveled the length of Hallie’s pussy, from the entrance to where it struck her cervix.
Hallie felt each and every thrust, and she tried to suck in air each time he withdrew.
She squeezed her pussy, trying to bring Dirk of quicker. She bucked her hips to meet his thrusts, reasoning the pain it brought her now would be pain saved later.
“Yeah, that’s how you do it, babe,” Dirk cooed, either not noticing or caring about Hallie’s tears.
Hallie swore she could feel Dirk pounding her cervix open, until his cock was inside her womb. God knew that he wouldn’t have been the first.
Dirk sledge-hammered her pussy for what felt like years, but when Hallie felt him tense, she froze, ready for the worst.
“Gonna…cum!” Dirk gasped.
For a moment, terror gripped Hallie. Her imagination ran wild, and she was terrified as to what might happen next.
Wrecker came inside her pussy, blasting her womb like a fire-hose for the longest seconds of Hallie’s life, and then with a content sigh, withdrew his cock from inside Hallie’s abused pussy.
Hallie gritted her teeth as she felt her pussy trying to constrict back to its normal shape.
“Not bad, not bad at all,” Wrecker said, “the fish and bitch are still better, but I wish Arcade had asked me about this sooner. Might have to make this a regular thing.”
Jolt shuddered, as she thought about fucking Wrecker again.
“Well, I’ll worry about that later,” Wrecker sat up, and Jolt could sense his erect cock. He wanted what all men wanted after cumming in her pussy.
“I’m a little sore,” Hallie said, as Wrecker gently rolled her on her stomach, “could you take it slow, maybe?”
“You got it, honey pot.”
Hallie bit her lip as Dirk began pushing his cock into her tight anus, and realized her mistake instantly.
She could feel every inch as he effortlessly spread her ass. He ploughed her anus as effortlessly, and as thoughtlessly, as her pussy.
Once he was fully sheathed inside of her, history repeated itself, as Dirk pulled his cock back and then sheathed it back inside Jolt’s tight ass.
“Damn China doll,” Dirk said, “your holes are all perfect.”
Hallie said nothing, could say nothing, as each thrust once again left her breathless. She wanted to cry out, but feared how Dirk might react.
The Wrecker, for his part, barely noticed or cared. Hallie’s ass gripped his cock almost as perfectly as her pussy, and Dirk’s only regret what that he hadn’t done this so much sooner.
And when all was said and done, the fact that he was fucking a Thunderbolt, a member of a team that had put him and his boys in jail, was like its own drug.
To Hallie, it was like she was being fucked by a slow sledgehammer. She could feel each thrust in her teeth now, and every trick that she knew to please a man, or make it hurt less when they fucked her, was absolutely useless.
She was sore, and in agony, in ways she never had been before. And she could sense that Dirk was nowhere near done with her.
$$$
“That does not look fun,” Arcade observed, “what do you think a second day will look like?”
“I swiped a card,” Dallas said, without hesitation, “Kirk wasn’t paying attention, and I knew I couldn’t hide it, so I kicked it into a nearby room. Now, please, stop this!”
“I don’t think so,” Arcade said, casting an eyes towards the monitors. Hallie was in agony as the Wrecker loomed over her, “I still need to know why you did it.”
“To escape, obviously!” Dallas said.
“Knock a keycard off a guard, that was your grand plan?” Arcade said, “if you hold out for one minute more, Halli will fuck the entire Wrecking Crew in one gangbang.”
“I wanted to see what would happen, okay?” Dallas sobbed.
Arcade smirked. Dallas told him what he already knew, but it was satisfying to hear her say it.
And he felt a degree of pride, that his captives were still probing and studying the prison he’d created for them. Every day they looked, and they were still no closer than they were when they were first brought here. His cameras saw everything, his guards were all but impossible to bribe and when they dared try anything, well, demonstrations like this happened.
“Well, now we know, don’t we?” Arcade said, “your young teammate gets the fucking of her life. Would you like me to tell her why?”
“Please, don’t,” Dallas whispered. Jolt and Songbird were all Dallas had in this hellhole, and she didn’t want to risk losing them.
“Maybe just this one time, I’ll let it slide,” Arcade said, “but I’ve got a dozen Hydra agents scheduled for tomorrow, and I expect your best behavior, understood?”
“Yes, of course,” Dallas said, “anything!”
“Good girl,” Arcade smiled, “since you’re being so obedient, I’ll give you a little reward. I’ll have Jolt taken back to her cell after her date.”
“Thank you,” Dallas said, disgusted with herself for sounding so defeated, for being so defeated and causing the suffering of her young friend.
Arcade strolled away, leaving Dallas to watch as Wrecker continued to fuck Hallie
$$$
Hallie was grateful that there was no clock in the room, as Wrecker lived up to his name on both her pussy and ass.
He changed position several times, and the drug they had given Hallie to help relax had worn off, meaning that Dirk now expected her to pitch in.
He was leaning against the headboard, cock erect, and motioned for Hallie to approach.
“Come on, babe,” Dirk said, “I want to see all of ya.”
Hallie’s pussy felt like it was on fire, but experience taught her that it would only get worse if she refused.
So instead, she crawled over on her hands and knees as slowly as she could without being obvious, and placed her pussy over Dirk’s waiting cock.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Hallie pretended to moan.
Dirk, at this point, was past caring. He knew Hallie was in agony, he could feel the quiver of her pussy, but if she wanted to play it that way, Dirk didn’t care.
Jolt began obediently bouncing up and down on his cock, but Dirk didn’t want that just yet.
“Hold on, babe,” Dirk’s strong hands grabbed Hallie’s side, and stopped her in her tracks, his cock still deep in her pussy, “I said I wanted to see all of ya, remember?”
“Sorry,” Hallie whispered, as meek as a mouse.
“No problem,” Dirk said.
Dirk drank in Hallie’s lithe form. She was easily a hundred times better than any whore Dirk had fucked. He brushed his hand against Arcade’s brand, and smiled as he thought about how bold or insane Arcade had to be, to do such a thing.
Hell, Wrecker never would have believed it himself if he wasn’t feeling it right now.
Hallie’s breasts weren’t much, but Wrecker loved that they belonged to an honest to God heroine. Plus he liked Asian chicks, so there was that.
“What’s your name, babe?”
“Hallie,” Jolt said, quickly. Revealing personal details about herself sometimes hurt as much the acts they forced her to perform.
“Well, Hallie, you can relax,” Dirk placed his hands on both sides of her hips, “I’m gonna do all the work now.”
With his strength, Dirk easily lifted Hallie up and then slammed her back down on his cock.
Hallie tried to pretend as if she were moaning in ecstasy, but Dirk didn’t much care one way or the other. He was already thinking about the next heroine Arcade would give him, the next pussy that he’d get to plough.
Time to do some all new wrecking, Dirk thought to himself, as he slammed Hallie up and down on his manhood as if she were just a giant sock, can’t wait to start.
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