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Arcade's New Niche: New Mutants	By : Masterdudemind Category: X-men Comics > General Views: 25907 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“Thanks babe!”

Amara said nothing as the now rigid cock slid out of her mouth, and the man mounted X-23 with great enthusiasm. Amara was a little shocked to see how utterly detached the clone was about the rape, not angry, not saddened, just…barely bothered enough to remain awake. Amara reluctantly shrugged her shoulders and decided simply to be grateful at least one of the students wasn’t suffering.

“Oh, Amara? Would you join us?” asked Ms. Locke in a mockingly sing-song voice.

The mutant known as Magma stood up and strolled towards Ms. Locke, who was standing at the foot of one of the beds. Glancing towards the bed, she saw that the young mutant tied to this bed was Laurie Collins, Wallflower.

To her surprise, Amara could see that the girl hadn’t been raped yet. With smooth, slender hips, budding breasts that hadn’t fully developed yet but were well on their way and long blond hair, Amara knew it was only a matter of time. Arcade was an animal with a penchant for finding other pieces of scum who were just as disgusting as he was.

Case in point was the strapping, middle aged man who was with them. Amara honestly thought the man was in his early thirties, were it not for the streaks of white hair around his brown temples.

“This is Mr. David. You and Wallflower will be servicing him,” Ms. Locke casually informed Amara, as if she was simply reading off a chore list,“he likes blonds. Perform well, or else.”

Amara shot daggers at the man with her eyes as he stepped forward and began pawing her breasts.

“Damn, this things are real!” Mr. David said as he knead Amara’s large breasts in between his fingers, crushing the tender flesh between his fingers, “I would have sworn you had cosmetic surgery.”

Amara took in a breath of air sharply, but remained quiet. She knew that tomorrow her breasts were had hand shaped bruises.

“Just checking,” the man stopped molesting Amara’s breasts, and reached around to the foot of the bed where he’d left… something. Amara wouldn’t easily see what it was, but she doubted that would last.

“Here,” Mr. David handed Amara a double sided strap on dildo, smiling like a fox, “just put that on and we’ll get started!”

Amara looked at the thing in horror. Its sheer size was larger than anything she had seen before or taken inside her yet. Did he really expect her to wear this?

“Hurry up, would ya? The clock’s ticking!” snapped Mr. David.

That answered that question.

“Could…could I have some baby oil?” Amara asked, galled by having to request something so simple.

“What for?” chuckled Mr. David, “you’re a slut, what would you need any baby oil for? Now hurry up, I’m tired of waiting!”

Amara took one look at the giant ribbed dildo, and took a deep breath before she placed it between her intimate folds. It wasn’t the largest thing that she’d had between her legs, not when Arcade kept a barn for rape animals, but it easily within the top ten.

The blond mutant grunted as each rib of the dildo pushed inside of her, each one like a slow punch to her pussy. She could feel every inch as her pussy was slowly parted. Amara tried to go as slowly as possible without being obvious, but eventually her client had had enough.

“Never ask a whore to do a man’s job!” He gripped one end and jammed it inside, too impatient to give a damn about the pain he inflicted.

Amara shrieked and swayed on her feet, but unfortunately, the dildo embedded in her pussy kept her standing. Mr. David reached around her waist and connected the straps together that held the dildo in place.

“Now get your ass on the bed!” Mr. David ordered as he slapped her shapely rear.

Amara meekly climbed upon the bed, and placed the tip of her rubber cock at the entrance of Laurie’s pussy. Amara was an old hat at this by now, unfortunately, and knew what was to come next.

“Amara, please don’t let this happen,” Wallflower begged. The blond girl was trembling down, tears streaming down her cheeks, “you have to stop them…”

“I’m not doing this because I want to be,” Amara snapped harshly. It was a cold statement, but Amara felt it better to prepare the girl for the inevitable than trying to comfort her with false platitudes.

Mr. David climbed on the bed behind Amara, and placed his hands on her hips. Almost immediately, Amara felt her nipples stiffen, and her pussy become damp.

Though in the past Amara tried to offer as little resistance as possible, she still realized what was happening to her body wasn’t natural. She looked down at Wallflower, who looked up with equal parts confusion and guilt.

“Stop it!” Amara hissed as she felt the effects of the girl’s pheromone powers beginning to take over her body. Slowly she could feel herself becoming more aroused. Her nipples stiffened and she felt her insides around the dildo begin to grow wet.

“I…I can’t!” Laurie cried. She could feel the tip of Amara’s strap on brush against her virgin folds, and it terrified her. Unknown to either young mutants, Ms. Locke had seized control of Laurie’s pheromone powers, and had ordered her body to emit arousal pheromones constantly.

As a result, Wallflower was broadcasting a primal ‘rape me!’ as Magma and Mr. David prepared to do exactly that.

Mr. David ploughed his cock into Amara’s unprepared ass, and the mutant tipped forward, her strap on parting Wallflower’s pink lips. With the dildo at the door of Wallflower's cunt, the man stopped.

“Okay sluts, get ready for the greatest fucking of your life!”

With a single thrust, Laurie's virginity was torn away by a plastic phallus.

Mr. David was anything but gentle as he slammed his meat into Amara's clenched hole. Each thrust forward pushed the dildo Amara wore around her waist deeper into Wallflower.

“No, no, no please stop it!' begged the young blond.

“We just getting started!”

“Enjoy yourself,” Amara growled at the young girl, as rage and arousal grew in her heart. She could feel an unnatural pleasure spreading through her body, and she knew the girl beneath her was to blame. Amara's anger grew red hot, and she was determined to make the girl tampering with her emotions suffer just as much as she was.

Amara placed her hands on Laurie's shoulders, and then lunged forward. The massive dildo spread Wallflower's pink lips in the blink of an eye, but it was far from painless.

“Arrghhhh! Take it out!”

“Just relax,” Amara cooed, her voice laced with venom.

“She's gonna cry, why don't you fill that mouth with something?” Mr. David suggested.

Amara leaned down and frenched Laurie, but when she broke the brief kiss, Amara angrily sank her teeth into Wallflower's tender left breast. Amara allowed all her anger from the weeks of beatings, raping and humiliation to overflow and she took every last ounce out on Laurie. She took the girl's nipple and ground it between her teeth.

Between the pain in her pussy and the crushing weight of two adult bodies on top of her, Laurie struggled to breath and wished and wished that she would pass out, die, anything to be spared this pain, this suffering. Her virgin pussy, which she barely felt comfortable touching! was ablaze with pain. Her muscles ached, and felt as if they might tear at any moment.

But worse than the pain was the humiliation young Laurie felt. She felt herself growing wet as the giant rod inside her pounded at her insides, and could see various members of the Friends of Humanity, some of whom would doubtless be her next “clients” watching, hooting and hollering, like her rape was just a sporting event. Even worse was that Laurie realized that in many ways, that's just what it was to them.

On top of the young mutant, Amara was torn between pleasure and rage. She mashed her breasts against the younger girl's, and snaked a free hand towards Wallerflower's clit. When she found it, Amara crushed the sensitive lovebud between her fingers as if it were tick. Laurie cried out, much to Amara's satisfaction. She loathed the feelings that the younger girl was making course through her body. The man sodomizing her was almost an afterthought at this point.

Mentally, Amara was pissed, outraged to be made to feel something in her body yet not her heart but physically, she was having the time of her life. Her pussy was as damp as a rainforest, each thrust of the double dildo nearly bringing her to orgasm. Her nipples stood erect, and she ground them against the teenager beneath her for any ounce of pleasure. She rocked back and forth in perfect union with Mr. David. Her body acted like a whore, and for that Amara needed revenge.

Wallflower was her victim of choice. Too many people to count had used her body, but none of them except for Arcade made her feel pleasure like this. Amara hated Wallflower for making her feel this, with a hatred that burned as hot as the magma she often commanded. As long as it was within her power, she'd make Laurie suffer.

Ms. Locke watched the scene with amusement. She wasn't the least bit surprised that, when given a victim, Amara lashed out with pure hatred.

Ms. Locke watched the three way sandwich and noted the vastly different looks on the faces of the partcipants. Wallflower's expression was an amazing combination of terror and agony, Amara's expression was a perfect balance of rage and pleasure while Mr. David's face showed complete bliss.

A satisfied customer and two suffering employees. Arcade's business model satisfied to a T.
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