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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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Gypsy Moth
“Hail to the chief, baby!”
Dani just sighed as the tenth man in the last hour climaxed inside her burning, raw pussy.
Ironically, Dani was thankful that she was restrained while this was happening. Arcade had her restrained in a modified medical examination chair, with her legs in stirrups and her back propped up, as if she were about to give birth.
It gave her rapists perfect access to her pussy and ass, but at least she didn’t have to suck their cocks or stand while they fucked her. Compared to what she had grown accustomed to, this was an easy day for Danielle Moonstar. Not even work.
She only wished that her best friend, Rahne, had it so ‘easy’.
Less than five feet away, Rahne was strapped to a metal slab about waist high. Her legs were completely spread, and her ankles were shackled to the side, while her wrists were bound to the slab at her side.
She had one man pounding her pussy, while another man slammed his cock down her throat while he squeezed her breasts as if they water balloons he wanted to pop. He chuckled as her tender tit flesh slipped through his fingers with each squeeze, while Dani watched helplessly. Seeing the soft flesh of Rahne’s breasts being treated like pizza dough was like a knife to Dani’s heart, especially when the man chuckled with each whimper that came from Rahne’s lips.
So much so, that for a moment, Dani forgot about the flaccid cock that was still inside of her.
“Just need to add my John Handcock, heh,” the man smirked, and the Dani remembered him, and directed every ounce of hatred in her body at the man.
Arcade loved to spice up these appointments, and seemed to have a direct line to AIM for whenever he had something especially humiliating in mind.
Today, it was simply black markers that drew on flesh like it was paper. Arcade had given to the Friends of Humanity at no extra charge, only asking that they be creative.
And most were.
At least two dozen men had simply tallied their rape against her inner thighs, others had written ‘slut’ across her breasts, or ‘Native Tramp’ on her stomach.
The man who’d just finished inside her was at least a little more creative, finding some empty space on her arm and wrote ‘Would cum again!’
“Thanks for the fuck, see you later!” the man slapped Dani’s sore breast, and wandered off.
Without ceremony, another man was soon inside of her. Already exhausted beyond measure, Dani fought to stay awake, to stay conscious for reasons she didn’t even know.
But all the while, she kept watch over Rahne from the corner of her eye, wishing she could do anything to help her friend.
$$$
Much later
Danielle Moonstar groaned as light spilled into her cell. She had been sleeping on her back, exhausted, when it seemed like a supernova had gone off in front of her eyes. Days as Arcade’s captive were always tiring, but dealing with the Friends of Humanity, who’s members numbered in the hundreds, was especially so.
Moonstar never wanted to keep track, but Ms. Locke had been kind enough to inform her that between her and Rahne, they’d had three hundred and sixty one men, in their ass, pussy or sucked off in the last week alone. And though the number seemed insanely high, Dani didn’t doubt it after they dragged the both of them to Doc Shoc time and again.
Even after that, his electric healing touch, Dani could barely walk. The two of them were placed in a cell together, and more fell unconscious, until their captor decided it was time for them to get to work once again.
“Ms. Moonstar, Ms. Sinclair, good morning,” Dani raised her right her right arm up to block the light. She could barely bring herself to look at Arcade, the man who’d caused her, her students and her friends, untold agony, until she noticed his flat, annoyed look and almost whining tone, “you and your friend have a private date. You have an hour and a half to get ready. Don’t doddle, chief. I’ll let you shower in your room.”
Dani was stunned how Arcade simply placed as basket of shampoo and perfumes at the mouth of their cell, and walked away in a huff. Whoever their client was, they seemed to have rubbed Arcade the wrong way.
And for that small grace, Danielle was thankful. She just prayed that Arcade didn’t think to take it out of them later, or Spirits forbid, her students.
“Rahne, wake up,” Dani shook her friend awake reluctantly. Sleep was about the only meaningful reprieve they got, and because of that each second was precious, “we…we have an appointment, and we need to get started getting ready.”
Arcade was a fickle bastard, they all knew. He might come back at any moment, and arbitrarily decide that Rahne wasn’t taking him seriously. And what he might do then, no God knew.
Trying to avoid Arcade’s sick whims was like trying to avoid getting wet in the rain. All but impossible, but it was still best to try.
“I’m up,” Rahne said softly, “what torture does that monster have for us today?”
“Private client,” Dani said, “he even brought us some good shampoo.”
“Great,” Rahne looked down at her chest, “guess we have to wash the graffiti off first, though.”
“Yeah, we look like race cars,” Dani said, “though hell, they probably get driven less.”
Dani saw Rahne’s lip tremble, and realized she had gone too far.
“Alright, lets get this filth off us,” Dani reached into the basket and withdrew the soap.
“Aye, don’t want to keep our prince waiting,” Rahne muttered, with no small amount of anger and sarcasm.
Dani tapped the far wall, and it began to recess backwards, and the floor lowered itself several inches, while a showerhead lowered from the ceiling. All in all, a marvel of conservation of space.
The sight of it, Arcade’s cell folding around itself to form something else entirely, still made Dani’s heart drop. The heart of any escape plan depending on knowing the layout of the building you were escaping from, where the exits were situated, where the guard stations were, things like that. And if the layout of the building could change on a whim, it made it that much harder to succeed.
It wasn’t the biggest hurdles to escaping, all things considered. Not like the twenty four hour surveillance, LMDs smart enough to understand their every word, the fail-safes they knew about and the ones they didn’t, the utter lack of privacy, but it was certainly up here.
“I’ll need yuir help getting this filth off me,” Rahne said.
“I know,” Dani replied, “same here. Want to go first?”
“Aye,” Rahne said, “
Dani took out a special sponge that had ‘eraser’ marked on it (subtlety was not Arcade’s strong suit), as the shower started, and Dani took a moment to wet the sponge. A chair rose from the floor under showerhead, and Rahne sat down
She swept it across Rahne’s back, trying to erase the profanities and such, like ‘Mutant whore’, ‘Cum dump’ and ‘Best Fuck’ that had been written across her upper back in black.
“Damn it,” The writing faded somewhat, but hadn’t vanished. Dani huffed in annoyance, “this may take a few minutes, carrot top.”
“Well, I’m not in a hurry to make our next appointment, don’t care what that bloody monster says,” Rahne sighed, “jus’ get it over with, and I’ll wash ye.”
“Okay,” Dani said, “just sit tight.”
First, Dani scrubbed Rahne’s back of all the filth that had been written there. Mostly signatures, no one seemed to waste too much creativity on her back.
The front was another matter. Dani wiped off ‘squeeze here’ written over one breast, and ‘pain whore’ underneath the other. Dani moved her way down Rahne’s slender legs. Dani erased a tally of forty five from the inside (and Dani hated that the number seemed far too low) of both legs, before she moved onto Rahne’s pussy.
Someone had simply drawn arrows point to or leading into Rahne’s cunt, and required a great deal of effort to remove. But Dani didn’t have to be told to be gentle, either
As Danielle went about that, Rahne did her best to maintain what little dignity she had left, biting her lip as the pleasure in her loins rose.
Finally, her face flush red, she said, “Dani! Careful!”
“Oh!” Moonstar was shocked she could still be embarrassed, “sorry, red.”
“Nae a problem,” Rahne said softly, “better ye than the monsters who fuck us.”
“I heard that,” Dani said. She finished quickly after that, removing all the writing and such from her friend’s body.
Rahne went about returning the favor without a word. She scrubbed the evidence of last night’s defilement from her best and oldest friend. But she couldn’t help but focus on Dani’s tan breasts, and listen to how her friend’s heart beat.
She was glad about the running shower, as it kept her friend from knowing just how damp she actually was.
When Rahne was finally done, the guards came to collect the two mutants.
Even though they were newly bathed, both young women felt dirty under the man’s casual gaze. They hated how powerless they stood before him, and how they could both remember the latest time he’d been inside them both, or when last they sucked him off.
He led them down the hall with barely a word, to where they’d meet their John.
“See you ladies later,” the guard sneered.
Rahne and Dani had dealt with their fair share of sadistic Johns, and that was exactly what they expected now.
But what they saw instead was a room with a large, heart shaped bed in the center and countless curtains and sheets hanging from the ceiling.
“I guess whoever rented us out thinks this is a Valentine’s Date,” said Dani.
“Actually, it’s more like the curtains are toys. Believe me, you’ll thank me later.”
Neither Rahne nor Dani had any time to find the source of the new voice. The curtains suddenly came to life, and wrapped themselves around the arms and legs of the young mutants before they even realized what was happening.
With a yank, both women were hoisted into the air, hanging spread eagle just above the bed.
A woman wearing a transparent gown, with raven hair, perfect breasts and devilish smile, sauntered into the room.
“My goodness,” she looked at the two, “magnificent.”
Danielle was tempted to say something defiant, but decided that it would be smart to get an idea of what this woman wanted before saying anything.
“Yuir bloody scum,” Rahne snapped, “thinkin’ we would ever thank ye for raping us!”
“Rape you,” the woman chuckled, “I’m not going to rape you. No, I’m going to ravish you both.”
The curtains lowered the young women onto the bed. The two sat up, and regarded the woman warily.
“My name is Sybil Dvorak,” she said, “better known as Gypsy Moth. Like you, I’m a mutant, but unlike you, I quite love sex. As you may have deduced, I can control fabrics. Who would like to learn what this means first?”
“Me,” Danielle said, “take me, please.”
Cybil looked between the two young women, and smiled.
“You’re the strong one, aren’t you,” Sybil said. She saw how a look of shame came across Rahne’s face, “though I think you both are stronger than you think. But no, I’ll take your friend first.”
Rahne gasped as the bed-sheets moved like a snake, and darted inside her cunt.
The invasion was startling, but hardly the worst thing Rahne had had inside of her. In fact, she was more surprised than alarmed.
“Please, don’t hurt her!” Dani begged. She was kicking herself for trying to take the punishment herself. All she had done was tell Gypsy Moth how important Rahne really was to her.
“Hurt her?” Sybil chuckled, “not at all. What I’m about to do I call ‘The Gypsy’s curse’.”
Cybil reached out with her powers, and Rahne felt it almost immediately.
It was first a tickle, as several strands of the bed sheet unfolded from the sheet itself, and began to brush up against the folds of her inner flesh.
“Oh, oh!” Rahne gasped, as she felt her pussy beginning to tingle.
“I’d say get ready,” Sybil said. She held her hands out in front of herself, “but you have never felt something like this.”
Sybil reached out with her powers, and the threads inside of Rahne’s pussy began to furiously stroke her pussy.
“Oh gawwddd!”
Rahne felt a flood of pleasure unlike anything she had ever felt before from her pussy. This wasn’t some tiny orgasm forced on her by a rapist, or the physical pleasure brought on by the failsafes, but pure ecstasy unlike anything Rahne had ever felt before.
“Dani, Dani!” Rahne howled, as she arched her back, and dug her fingernails into the sheets beside her. This was a primal pleasure, as every single inch of her pussy was stimulated.
Dani watched as her oldest friend seemed to writhe in front of her. Rahne’s skin was soon covered in a thin sheen of sweat, and in Dani’s eyes, she seemed to glisten.
Dani felt her pussy moisten, and to her shame, found she had no idea what she should do. She was helpless, and she knew it.
So she watched, unable to do anything, as Rahne flopped like a fish on land, screaming out her name, for what felt like an eternity, before Rahne gasped, and then went limp.
“Still got it,” Cybil smirked, as she observed Rahne’s sweat covered, slack body.
“Rahne?” Dani crawled over to her friend, and tried to see if she was okay.
She was shocked to see the smile on Rahne’s face, and her steady breathing.
“Let her rest,” Cybil said, “nap by orgasm is refreshing, I’ve found.”
“Why do you call it the Gypsy’s curse?” Dani asked.
“Because I can’t do it to myself,” Cybil smiled, “you have no idea how many women I’ve ruined with that.”
“Now what?” Dani said.
“Oh, I’ve got a strap-on it your name on it,” Cybil said. With her powers, she reached out and a gym bag slid out from under the bed.
“Of course,” Dani muttered.
Sybil rummaged through the bag, before finding the strap-on she wanted. She pulled it free, and tossed it in front of Dani.
“I believe that will fit you, Try it on,” Sybil said. She reached into the bag, and slid on a silver ring.
“Try it on?” Dani was baffled.
“Did I stutter?” Cybil smiled, “I assume that you know how to use that, yes?”
Dani picked up the strap-on, “Do you know what I’ll do to you if you let me?”
Cybil chuckled. She shrugged her nightgown off, and crawled onto the bed, prowling towards Dani. She only stopped until she was inches from Dani’s face.
“I have an idea. I both love and hate this place,” Cybil leaned towards Dani, and pressed her lips to hers. To her surprise, Dani didn’t feel as disgusted as she usually did. Cybil broke the kiss after several seconds, “I can’t free you, but I can give you a small taste of revenge. What say you?”
Dani threw Cybil down on the bed, and by the time Cybil raised her ass, Dani was ready.
“You sure about this, bitch?” Dani growled, “because I really don’t think you have any idea what you’re asking for.”
“Bring it,” Cybil smirked.
Dani aimed the tip of the strap-on at Cybil’s ass, and without any preamble, slammed it forward.
“Ugh!” Cybil gasped at the sudden, but not unexpected intrusion.
“Like that, bitch?” Dani slapped Cybil’s ass as she rocked the plastic cock back and forth in the villainess’ ass.
“Oh, yes,” Cybil moaned. She pushed back against Dani’s thrusts, and every slap on the ass sent an electric surge through her body.
“Whore! Bitch! Slut!”
Dani had absolutely no mercy for Gypsy Moth. She had been powerless for so long, and the only times she could ever vent her anger, her pain, was when they aimed her at her fellow captives. Then, she held back, then she had some restraint.
But now, she had someone she could unleash everything she’d been holding in.
And Dani meant to milk it for everything it was worth.
As for Sybil herself, she loved sex in all its forms. A gentle kiss could be as worth as much a hard fuck, if you knew how to ask.
So while Dani slammed the plastic rod into her ass, Cybil’s hand went to her clit, and quickly began working it in sinc with Moonstar’s thrusts. Cybil doubted that Moonstar realized it, but the girl had a steady and strong beat, something she had no doubt learned here.
“Fucking bitch,” Moonstar growled.
All she wanted to do was punish Cybil’s perfect ass, which was now cherry red from her slaps.
All Gypsy Moth wanted was to be dominated, and for that Moonstar was absolutely perfect.
“Yes, punish my ass,” Cybil moaned, pushing back against the strap-on. She savored every inch (she had chosen a favorite) as Dani railed her.
She felt pleasure building inside her, and though Cybil tried to steady herself, it came to a head far quicker than she ever would have thought.
But as Cybil felt herself growing in pleasure, Dani quickly realized just about how much pleasure was coursing through her own body.
“Oh, God!”
The two mutants cried out as one, and Dani stopped dead in her tracks when she realized what had happened.
Though it was silly, stupid and a thousand other things, Dani still blushed when she realized that she and Cybil had cum together.
“Lets…pretend that I planned that,” Cybil gasped.
“Not even close to done,” Moonstar replied, “ready for round two?”
Cybil tapped her ring, “I’m afraid we’re moving onto something else, my dear.”
Before Dani could react, she felt dizzy, and tipped over onto the bed, barely able to see straight.
“I have a full array of things planned for today, and possibly tomorrow,” Cybil winked at Dani, “we can come back to this later.”
“…what happened?” Rahne sat up and rubbed her head.
“I’m a little tired,” Cybil said, “why don’t you and your friend have some fun while I catch my breath?”
Dani knew it wasn’t a suggestion, but knew better than to ask if she had an idea of what she wanted Dani to do.
So Moonstar removed her strap on, and crawled over to her longtime friend.
“What’s going on?” Rahne whispered.
“She wants a show,” Dani replied in a hushed tone, “better we give her one than wait for her to come up with something.”
“No sixty nine yet, dears,” Cybil shouted, “try something else for once.”
“Jus’ scissor,” Rahne suggested, “I did it wit’ Amara last week.”
“Yeah, okay,” Dani sighed.
She tried to stay nonchalant about this. She’d fucked every one of her fellow captives multiple times now, but somehow, this felt different.
For one thing, Gypsy Moth, at least thus far wasn’t anywhere as sadistic as her normal abusers. There was no drum beat for torture or sadism, just sex and pleasure.
There was of course an element of coercion, but in comparison to many other encounters, Dani barely felt it. After a deluge of suffering, this light mist barely registered.
Perhaps that was why, Dani reflected, that when her pussy touched Rahne’s, Dani felt an electric surge she had never felt before.
Rahne’s pussy was as damp as a swamp, as was Dani’s but that barely seemed to matter.
They pressed their flesh against one another, again and again.
Rahne had fucked so many women since Arcade kidnapped her, but never once did it feel like this. She leaned into her old friend, wanting more and more.
So focused on the other, neither young woman noticed the thin strands that slipped into their pussies, at first.
“Cy…Cybil!” Moonstar gasped, as she felt the strands of thread massaging her pussy.
“Don’t mind me, you two,” Cybil smirked, one hand working her pussy, “just keep doing what you’re doing.”
Neither Rahne or Danielle had to be told that.
They increased their speed, their bodies now damp with sweat.
Danielle felt Rahne shudder in orgasm as their pussies rubbed against one another, and wondered if it was her or Cybil responsible. And she was shocked that the idea made her jealous, second before another orgasm overtook her.
When Rahne felt her friend orgasm, she felt a sense of accomplishment. She knew that Dani blamed herself for the suffering of her friends and students. Any pleasure she brought her oldest, dearest friend brought Rahne a sense of satisfaction. She savored it for a second, before another orgasm swept over her.
Both women fucked to the point of exhaustion, and then fell back on the bed, panting.
“My my, that was something,” Cybil crawled across the bed by her elbows, and placed a bottle of cold water on both Rahne and Dani’s stomach’s.
“Glad you had fun watching,” Dani said, before taking a gulp of water.
“Oh, that I did,” Cybil smirked, “my dear, you seem tense. Why don’t you sit up, and have a massage. Rahne, dear, why you see to Dani’s bottom half, hmm?”
When Danielle sat up, she was certain that ‘massage’ was a code for something else. Some wicked sex act Dani hadn’t yet heard of (Dani was confident she’d done every sex act on earth, but everyone had their own names for their kinks).
She felt Cybil’s breasts pressed against her back, and tensed when she felt her hands upon her shoulders.
But instead of some depraved sex act, Cybil simply began gently rubbing her shoulders, trying to ease the tension.
“I understand it may be hard,” Cybil said, “but try to relax. Live in the moment, no?”
Dani was about to reply, when she felt Rahne’s tongue inside the folders of her pussy.
Dani looked down to see the red head between her legs, using all the skills she had been forced to acquire. Danielle had felt her friend’s tongue inside her before, but somehow, it felt different and Spirits, so much better now.
Perhaps, Dani thought, it was simply the fact that they only had the singular client who wasn’t focused on their humiliation.
Whatever the reason, Dani decided to take Cybil’s advice and actually try to relax.
Three orgasms later and an expert massage later, Dani was putty in Cybil’s arms. She lowered the younger mutant onto the bed, and smirked.
“Better?” Cybil asked.
“Much,” Dani sighed.
“Now then,” Cybil turned her eyes to Rahne, and licked her lips, “there’s someone we’ve been neglecting.”
“I’m fine,” Rahne said, blushing, “honest!”
Cybil prowled across the bed, and planted a deep kiss on Rahne’s lips, her tongue exploring the Scotswoman’s mouth.
“Mmm,” Cybil purred, “two great tastes in one.”
“…thank you?” Rahne said.
Cybil leaned in closer, and whispered a secret into Rahne’s.
“That’s…” Rahne couldn’t think of anything in reply, before Cybil kissed her again.
Only this time, Rahne returned the kiss, exploring Cybil’s mouth as the older woman leaned her back, and her left hand made its way to Rahne’s pussy.
It manipulated Rahne’s clit perfectly, as Cybil’s swollen nipples rubbed against Rahne’s swollen own. Rahne could barely recall feeling like this before. She had grown accustomed to having sex with women, but it never felt quite like this.
Cybil, who had fucked more women than she could ever hope to remember, savored how Rahne writhed in pleasure underneath her skilled hands.
It didn’t matter the country, red heads were always more fun, deep down.
Rahne gasped when the sensation around her nipples brought her to orgasm, followed immediately by another brought on Cybl’s skilled hands working her clit.
Rahne found herself caught in a barrage of pleasure, barely able to tell where the pleasure was coming from before another orgasm overtook her senses.
When Cybil finally stopped, Rahne was left gasping, covered in a sheen of sweat.
“I hope you don’t feel neglected anymore,” Cybil smirked as she leaned over Rahne’s exhausted form.
“Not so much, no,” Rahne replied, panting.
“What shall we do next, hmm?” Cybil asked, “I think you and I should perform an experiment.”
“Experiment?” Rahne said, with equal parts fear and excitement. Cybil hadn’t hurt them yet, but she’d had clients who waited longer before showing their claws.
But none of them had ever been like this before.
“Yes,” Cybil smiled, flashing her pearly whites, “you are a shapeshifter, yes?”
“I am,” said Rahne, “why do you ask?”
“Because I think your animal side should be allowed to have just as much fun, don’t you think?”
By now, Rahne knew requests weren’t really requests, and that her abilities could be returned at the whim of their clients.
So she reached inside herself, and summoned her shape-shifting abilities. She suspected Gypsy Moth didn’t want her full wolf form, only the hybrid form that Rahne used for combat (God, Rahne thought, how long ago had that been?).
With a simple act of will, Rahne’s skin was covered in a light, chocolate brown fur, and her red hair became light burgundy, while her canines grew sharper and nails became claws. A tail emerged from her rear, short and bushy, while her engorged nipples became light brown.
“Oh my,” Cybil purred. She leaned in and kissed Rahne, running her tongue across Rahne’s sharp canines. Her tongue lingered on each for a moment before she withdrew, “I should have done this from the beginning.”
Cybil kissed Rahne’s forehead.
“I suggest you brace yourself,” Cybil winked, “because I am about to curse you again.”
Rahne was startled as how quickly she went to her hands and knees, and how damp her pussy remained.
Cybil reached out with her powers, and the fabric of the sheets beneath them slithered inside of Rahne’s pussy, and taunt ass.
Rahne gasped, expecting Cybil to begin immediately. Already the sensation in both her pussy and ass were putting her on edge.
But when she felt strands of fabric wrapping around her nipples and clit, Rahne knew that she had gotten off easy earlier.
“And now we begin,” Cybil said.
Everyone who knew Rahne knew that she was different when her powers were activated. They assumed that her lupine form simply wasn’t as repressed as the young redhead who’d been raised on the Word of God.
But to Rahne, they simply didn’t understand that her powers simply brought her a greater purity of focus, of mind.
As Arcade’s captive, Rahne had actually come to appreciate it better. The lupine brain made it easier to get angry, to fight back, to just not be crushed. The few brave enough to rape her with her powers returned did seem to appreciate that, but Rahne didn’t care.
It let her be brave.
But here and now, that purity of mind brought Rahne to a level of pleasure she never felt before.
Heavy strands of thread stimulated every inch of her pussy, ass, clit and nipples. Rahne leaned into it, pushing her back against the threads as they worked her pussy. Her claws tore long gouges in the sheets beneath her, as Cybil used her powers to their fullest extent.
“Dani!” Rane cried out, as she orgasmed again and again, “Dani!”
Danielle Moonstar watched as Rahne was once again went through the so-called ‘Gypsy’s Curse’. She was only a few feet away, but by now she knew better than to get between a client and the girl they were fucking.
But watching her friend, her strong lupine form, was wracked with pleasure. Dani felt her own pussy moisten, watching it. But she was a little ashamed when she realized that this wasn’t Cybil’s doing, but was her own, genuine arousal.
Several minutes of heaven passed, but Cybil watched, incredulous, as Rahne held on. The wolf mutant averaged an orgasm every twelve seconds for minute after minute, until finally, Cybil brought it to an end.
“There can be too much of a good thing,” Cybil said, finally. With an act of will, she withdrew the sheets from inside of Rahne, and from around her nipples and clit.
Rahne slumped forward, panting, struggling to catch her breath. With her lupine form, she could smell her own arousal, and that of everyone in the room. For a moment, it was absolutely overpowering, but Rahne savored it none the less.
“I’ve never seen anyone hold on like that,” Cybil observed, with a coy smile, “as a reward, you can decide what we do next.”
With a simple act of will, Cybil reached out and levitated her bag of goodies, and spilled it out strap-ons, anal beads and U-shaped dildos over the bed.
“The strap-on?” Rahne said, still catching her breath. She have Cybil a quick look, their eyes meeting, before she glanced in the direction of her friend.
“A wonderful choice,” Cybil smiled, “but I think you and your friend should be the ones to enjoy it.”
“Of course,” Rahne said. Already her healing factor had cured her exhaustion, but not the feelings that were stirring inside of her.
Dani watched as her friend slipped the strap-on over her pussy, and then began stalking towards her. Dani felt herself grow oh so damp at the sight.
“You look like you might eat me alive,” Dani winked, “hungry like the wolf?”
“Oh, aye,” Rahne smiled, before gently pushing her friend onto her back. Dani didn’t resist, but grabbed Rahne’s wrists for leverage, “don’t talk, just moan.”
For a split second, Dani froze. ‘Don’t talk, just moan’ was one of several codes they had developed as Arcade’s captives, meant to convey deadly serious. But what could Rahne possibly have to tell her now.
Rahne slid the dildo inside the wet folds of her friend, and began working it back and forth.
‘I love you’, Rahne mouthed silently.
Danielle Moonstar’s body went rigid. She looked at Rahne, and then to Cybil, concern written all over her face.
Rahne knew what her friend was thinking. Usually, showing genuine emotion here was like blood in the water, and everyone was a shark.
Usually.
‘She told me’, Rahne said silently, and then, in a whisper, said, “and you?”
Rahne thought her friend needed time to answer, to figure it out like she had.
But instead, Dani slapped her right hand behind Rahne’s head, and pulled her friend into a deep, deep kiss.
‘My answer’ Dani mouthed, when she finally broke the kiss.
Danielle knew it was dangerous. Arcade, though he’d never say it aloud, had it in for her. He’d kidnapped her students just to make her suffer, and Dani couldn’t remember how many times Paige, Amara and Rahne had been raped in front of her for some imagined slight.
But Spirits, she needed this. Dani always loved Rahne, and their shared suffering had forged their bond into something else entirely.
“Might I step in?” Cybil said as she came up from behind Rahne, with her own strap-on.
Rahne moaned as the dildo slid into her ass, while Cybil played her nipples like a piano. Soon, all three were lost in a web of pleasure.
$$$
“I think this was a bad idea,” Miss Locke said, as she stood over Arcade’s shoulder.
Arcade was slumped in his chair, resting his chin on his hand.
“I’m not fond of it either,” Arcade muttered, “but you remember the security audit. Moonstar is easily the most dangerous one we have. She was trained by Xavier and Shield, led her own team, the works.”
“I remember,” Miss Locke said, “that was why we took her students. While we have them, there’s no way she’ll make a move that might endanger them. So why are we helping her find true love?”
“We push her too hard, and she breaks for good,” Arcade said, “and where’s the fun in that?”
“That’s your excuse?” Miss Locke rolled her eyes, “I swear, sometimes you’re just too kind to these women.”
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