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Arcade's New Niche	By : Masterdudemind Category: X-men Comics > Het - Male/Female Views: 106526 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Sofia Mantega, Wind Dancer of the New Mutants, blinked wearily as she awoke. The last thing she remembered was passing out from sheer exhaustion, after what had been a twelve hour gang bang, sponsored by the bigots who called themselves the Friends of Humanity.
It seemed as if every time the FOH wanted to promote someone internally or swear in a bunch of members, they held a rape party at Arcade’s, just like when Sofia lost her virginity the first time. Sofia hadn’t been a captive long, but it had been her fourth FOH event in the time she had been here. She could recognize a pattern.
Her mentor, Moonstar, had explained that it was a loyalty tool and litmus test all in one. Anyone who raped a mutant, especially one associated with their main enemies, the X-Men, was bound for life to the organization and anyone who wouldn’t was instantly suspect.
But all things considered, Sofia knew that she and her friends, for all their pain and suffering, were getting off relatively light.
All the other women trapped in here had enemies that either loathed them personally, or hated them because of past associations. Tigra was the favorite go-to to rape of the Avengers, Dagger was a favorite of criminals who hated Spider-Man and even Free Spirit, who barely had a career, found herself a target because of her association with Captain America.
Sofia glanced around, and saw that she was in a room with her friends, Laurie Collins, Wallflower, Noriko Ashida, Surge, Dust, Sooraya Qadir and surprisingly, Maria de Guadalupe Santiago, Silverclaw.
The five of them were in an empty room, naked and propped up on chairs. Their hands were bound behind their back, but they were otherwise unmolested (though she knew that wouldn’t last long) Sofia could see her friends beginning to come around, as did Silverclaw.
Why the older girl was here baffled Sofia, though. As best she knew, Silverclaw had been one of the first women taken. Arcade preferred to his victims to have some form of prior relationship or commonality, and Sofia could only think of one thing they might have shared.
Several Days Ago
Sofia gasped as the two guards escorted her back to her cell. She vowed that she wouldn’t breakdown in front of them, but she could feel her strength fading with each step. It wasn’t helped at all by the fact that she had a dildo shoved up her ass, one the guards had forbidden her to remove, grinding against her abused flesh.
Tonight they had decided that Sofia would bunk with Silverclaw and Dagger. If there was a rational behind it, they didn’t tell Sofia.
Sofia stood at the threshold for a moment, before her knees buckled. The guards left, chuckling.
The blond woman barely noticed Sofia, huddled against the wall.
But Silverclaw saw her coming in, and their eyes met for a moment.
“It’s okay,” Silverclaw crawled on her hands and knees to Sofia’s side. She placed a hand on Sofia’s back, and the young woman finally stopped holding in the tears.
“How can they do this?” Sofia demanded, “day after day…! And my friends!”
“I know,” Silverclaw said softly. She leaned over, and grabbed the dildo, still buzzing in Sofia’s ass, “we’ll get through this, kiddo, I swear it. Let me take care of this.”
“Don’t,” Sofia snapped quickly, “they said I had to leave it in!”
“Yeah, but they didn’t say I couldn’t take it out,” Silverclaw said.
Maria yanked it out, and tossed it in the corner. Sofia soon fell asleep in Maria’s warm arms, feeling a small bit of peace.
Now
Every second that passed now made the silence more unbearable. Even though she knew Arcade might punish them for an imagined slight, Sofia turned her attention to Maria.
“Hey, uhh, what part of South America are you from?” Sofia felt like an idiot trying to make small talk, but she didn’t know what else to say right now.
“Don’t,” Maria snapped.
“Don’t what?”
Maria looked at Sofia, her eyes stone cold.
“Don’t try to pretend that we’re friends out here,” Maria said, “you’re a mutant and I’m an Avenger. In Arcade’s, that’s what defines us.”
“I’m…I’m just trying to be nice,” Sofia protested.
“Look where you are,” Maria said, “we’re all naked, waiting for whatever depraved thing Arcade is going to do to us. We’ll be raped at least five times before they take us back to our cells, and they’ll do it again tomorrow. This isn’t Starbucks, little girl, and you’re not my friend out here.”
“Arcade is the enemy!” Sofia insisted.
“No shit, and so are you,” Maria said.
“You can’t mean that!”
“Really?” Maria nodded to Sofia’s friends. Surge, Dust and Wallflower were all trying very hard to look at anything but the two young women, “don’t pretend that if it came down to me or your friends, you wouldn’t throw me under the bus in an instant.”
“It doesn’t have to be that way,” Sofia said.
“Whatever,” Maria huffed.
Sofia said nothing after that. She saw that her classmates were too terrified to make idle chatter, and she didn’t see much of a point if Silverclaw wasn’t going to give her the benefit of the doubt.
Arcade rarely kept them waiting for long, and seven minutes later, a door opened and a woman walked through.
Sofia heard Maria gasp and curse under her breath, and realized that today would be more trying than most.
“Ladies,” Ms. Locke smiled at them, “are you ready to go to work?”
Sofia glanced at Maria, and saw how the older girl tremble in fear. Sofia’s teacher, Danielle Moonstar, had warned her that Ms. Locke was more sadistic than Arcade, though Sofia at the time found that hard to believe.
When Ms. Locke was met with stunned silence, she continued.
“Some of you are here today because you need an education,” Ms. Locke swept her eyes over the New Mutants, “and others are here because you need a reminder.”
“We don’t need a reminder you’re a sadistic bitch!” Surge spat.
Ms. Locke tapped a button built into her the bracelet she wore over her left wrist.
The effect was immediate, as Surge screamed in pain. Noriko felt as she someone had poured acid over every nerve in her body. She jerked back and forth, her breasts bobbing like mad as she suffered in agony.
Terror stricken, her teammates didn’t beg for mercy. And Maria knew it would be a waste of time.
“As I was saying, some of you need a proper education,” said Ms. Locke, as Surge suffered, “since you have made so little an impression on our clientele, we have to insist that perform better. Like thus.”
Ms. Locke snapped her fingers, and a guard stepped inside, holding two leashes. A Doberman was on one leash, Songbird of the Thunderbolts, was on the other.
“Melissa? Why don’t you show the new fish how it’s done?”
Sofia watched as Songbird’s hand went to her pussy.
“Here boy,” Songbird purred, working her fingers inside of her pussy, until it was slick with her juices, “come on boy, momma’s hungry!”
The guard released the dog’s leash, and Sofia was only horrified further. Between Surge’s agony and Melissa’s easy submission to the worse debasement, Sofia had never felt more terrified and appalled in her life.
“Melissa is a well trained bitch,” said Ms. Locke. She tapped her wrist, and the cuffs holding them in place fell off. The fail-safes that had been torturing Surge were deactivated as well, “just as I hope you all will be, one day. Now, please follow me into the next room.”
The young women all stood up. Wallflower and Dust helped Surge stand, and Sofia and Maria followed after Ms. Locke.
Try as she might, Sofia couldn’t get the sound of Songbird panting, as she rocked her ass backwards to meet the dog’s thrusts.
$$$
The next room had nothing that made Sofia panic at first. There were Yoga mats on the floor, one for each young woman, with two buckets next to each.
“Take a mat, young dears, and lay on your backs,” Ms. Locke instructed.
Dust helped Surge to the ground on a mat, then took on herself.
She shook like a leaf, terrified of what Ms. Locke had planned. Every day thus far had been as terrifying as the first.
“You ladies need to train to train your bodies for your profession,” said Ms. Locke, “in the bucket next to you, are a dozen ping pongs balls.”
Maria rolled her eyes. She already knew where this was going.
“I want you to shoot at least six in your buckets,” Ms. Locke explained.
“I…don’t know how to do that,” Wallflower said meakly.
“Well, learn dear,” Ms. Locke said, “you have three hours to get it done. Or otherwise, you get guard duty. For a week.”
Ms. Locke took a seat by the door, and opened a magazine
“Just think of it as milking a cock,” Ms. Locke said, before turning her attention to her reading.
$$$
Sooraya was horrified with herself as she slid the first ping-pong inside her slit.
It was colder than she expected, and for a moment, she looked around, ashamed of what she’d done.
But then she saw how Silverclaw was popping the ping-pongs into her cunt, and popping them into the bucket with almost dismissive ease.
So Sooraya focused, squeezing her pussy as hard and as quickly as she could, and she watched with shock as the small plastic ball popped out of her cunt, and hit the rim of the bucket.
Sooraya felt relieved, but only for a moment. Then, she felt a deep sense of shame, taking pride in something so disgusting and for giving in some completely.
$$$
Asian heritage, don’t fail me now, Surge thought bitterly as she began, picking up a ping pong ball with her gauntlets.
She hated how, even now her powers suppressed, that Arcade forced her to wear the metal gauntlets that she had once relied on to control the powers that, for all intents and purposes, she no longer had.
Arcade had jokingly claimed that it was part of her ‘trademark’, but Surge suspected that he altered them somehow. They felt lighter, different. She all but knew that he’d inserted something to better spy on her, and her fellow captives, but damned if she knew what.
All she knew was that her gauntlets were always cold. She shivered as she slid the ball inside of herself.
Unlike her classmates, Surge had lived on the streets. She’d done what she had to, to get by. She long since stopped feeling any shame about what she had to do to see another day. Srvival, not pride, was what mattered now.
So she placed her hands around her pussy, and pushed her pussy closed with her hands just as she squeezed.
The small plastic popped out like a bar of soap, and landed perfectly in the bucket.
“Ha! Score!”
$$$
Sofia had observed Surge’s method, and was able to swallow enough of her pride to duplicate it.
The ping pong ball fell into the bucket perfectly, and Sofia allowed herself to feel some relief.
She glanced aside, and to her horror saw her best friend, Laurie, flick a ping pong into her pocket, handing her hand behind her thigh.
Sofia froze. Cheating at one of Arcade’s little games went beyond dangerous. But Sofia had no way of stopping her friend without exposing her scam. She observed Miss Locke’s lack of reaction, and prayed that she didn’t notice what her friend was doing.
The ‘lesson plan’ continued for ninety minutes, before Ms. Locke stood up.
“Okay, ladies, time for a new lesson,” Miss Locke said. She picked up a basket a guard had delivered, “Maria, present your ass.”
The New Mutants watched as Silverclaw obeyed without hesitation, without question. Maria laid on her stomach, and brought her ass up.
“Good girl,” Miss Locke smiled. She reached into the bucket, and removed a smooth, silver metal sphere.
To Sophia, they looked like the stress balls that Professor Summers kept in his office.
“The objective here should be obvious,” Miss Locke said. She placed he cold metal sphere against Maria’s clenched anus. The Avenger whimpered, but said nothing otherwise. Shew knew what to expect.
Miss Locke slowly pressed the smooth, cold metal into Maria’s anus. After having countless cocks and other objected lodged in her ass Maria knew it was useless to fight, to try to keep it out. Leverage was all that mattered.
But Maria’s body fought instinctively, but the second more than half the sphere had passed the flesh of her sphincter, it was as if her ass swallowed it whole.
“Ahh!” Maria gasped, as her own ass worked against her.
“Good girl,” Miss Locke patted Maria’s ass, “just one more.”
Maria gritted her teeth, but held her tongue. She felt the second metal sphere hit the first with a –click!- that echoed through her body.
“Now lets have those back,” said Miss Locke, “and don’t worry about making a mess. We offer you those enemas every day for a reason.”
Maria felt a hot rush of anger. She hated how every part of her day was beyond her control, even simple things, like being able to use the bathroom.
But Maria wasn’t brave enough, or stupid enough, to raise an objection now. Obedience was the best course of action, when you had two heavy metal beads in your ass, Silverclaw reflected.
“Ugh!” Maria began working her anal tissue, trying to expel the two spheres. Almost immediately, Maria knew that she was in trouble. The metal beads were smooth and slick, and weighed more than anything that should be placed inside her ass.
“Come now, Maria,” Miss Locke said, “show these girls how it’s done.”
Maria didn’t know if that was a veiled threat or not, but she was too afraid to find out.
So Maria squeezed her eyes shut, focused, and pushed. She worked muscles she had never thought about before Arcade had taken her, before she had to learn to bring men fucking her ass off just a little quicker than usual.
Maria pushed and pushed, trying to track the progress in her mind. She had so short a distance to go, yet the effort was positively herculean. It felt like for every fraction of an inch she had to push these damned things out, her body treated it as a mile.
But Maria dug deep. She tried to imagine herself with the willpower of Captain America, never giving up.
The metal sphere’s had just reached their exit, pushing aside the sensitive flesh of her anus, when Maria felt a mixed wave of discomfort and pleasure. Shocked and unprepared, her concentration broke, and her ass seemed to suck the globes back to where they started from.
“Oh dear,” Miss Locke said, “Maria, I had hoped you might show these rookies how it’s done.”
“I just need a second wind,” Silverclaw replied, her brow covered in sweat.
Sofia watched as Maria started again. The Carmel skinned young woman squeezed her eyes shut, focusing all her attention.
Sofia felt like she was watching an obscene car wreck, but was too scared of Miss Locke to look away. So like her teammates, she watched Maria’s ass, and saw the first hint of silver.
With all the speed of a snail, the New Mutant watched as the silver globe slowly pushed away the flesh around it, its silver finish in stark contrast with Maria’s own skin tone. It grew and grew, until…
-Thunk!-
Maria gasped, a shock of relief and pleasure rolled over her body. But she stayed focused, her concentration focused on the second sphere.
Maria tried to expel it quickly, but the effort of the first had left her exhausted. But she also knew that if she stopped now, she might not have the strength for a third attempt.
So Maria pushed and pushed with all her strength, giving it everything she had and more, as she felt her ass part, as the flesh was stimulated. Her body trembled, until…
-thunk!-
The second sphere was out, just barely before Maria knew her own strength would have broken. She slumped to her side, panting, desperate for breath.
“See?” Miss Locke said, looking at the New Mutants, “easy as pie.”
Dust
Sooraya Qadir was disgusted down to her core as she laid down on her stomach, and presented her ass.
As Miss Locke pressed the first sphere into Sooraya’s ass, the young woman remembered the warning Danielle Moonstar gave her.
With Arcade, it can always get worse.
That was why she gave no protest. She felt Miss Locke place the first one against her rear, and did her absolute best to relax. When she felt the clack of the second one, Sooraya shuddered.
“Any time you’re ready,” Miss Locke said politely.
Sooraya began, focusing all her shame and anger onto her lower body, and began pushing. As she felt them move inside her, Dust felt her humiliation, and thus, her resolve, to expel them grow stronger.
Her brow was covered in sweat and her stomach ached, but in what seemed like no time at all, Dust’s fellow captives watched as the first silver sphere began to emerge. Dust felt an odd combination of pleasure and pain that threatened to break her concentration, but she held on long enough to push the first one, and then the second only seconds later.
“My goodness,” Miss Locke gave Dust a slow clap, “it’s always the quiet ones that surprise you. Well done, Sooraya, well done indeed.”
Dust stood up, and took her place next to Maria.
“Next?”

Surge
Once Nori felt the spheres were completely inside of her, looked over her shoulder and winked.
“Hey, Sooraya, I’ma leave you in the dust,” Surge said.
Nori hated all of this, but times like this she preferred to fight back with sly confidence and a façade of indifference. Surge would rather pretend that this was an erotic competition than another in a long line of sexual humiliation, especially when it kept them from suffering something worse.
Nori focused on the muscles in her ass, and began to clench. But to her horror, as she started, she realized that the globes had barely budged.
“We’re waiting,” Miss Locke said.
Crap, Nori thought to herself, then chuckled.
Gallows humor was a survival mechanism by now.
Surge took a deep breath, and focused on the muscles in her ass. She ignored everything else, her classmates watching her, Miss Locke’s smirk, and focused on just pushing.
Pretend that you’re a chicken, Nori thought to herself, and these are just eggs.
Nori focused her strength, and her will. But it seemed like every half an inch was a mile. Surge was exhausted by the time she felt the first sphere near the exit.
Surge focused herself in a manner she never had before, and gasped as the two sphere plunked out at once.
“Piece of cake,” Nori said, out of breath. All her bravo though, couldn’t hide the fact that her body was covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Wind Dancer
“Sofia? Please bend over. It’s your turn, now.”
Sofia began listening to her body before Ms. Locke placed the metal spheres in her anus. She felt her ass instinctively clench around, as it felt for a moment as it had swallowed them whole.
Sofia refused to give into panic or humiliation. Since there was nothing she could do to escape this cruel test, Sofia decided to treat it with all seriousness.
She listened to her own breathing, her own heartbeat, the chill in her ass, and then began to push.
Sofia paced herself, remembering that this was a marathon and not a race.
The globes moved slowly as Sofia fought to expel them. When Sofia found herself tiring, she clenched her ass, and took a moment to catch her breath. She took no more than twenty seconds, and began pushing again.
When the first globe had reached its endpoint, Sofia stumbled just a little. The tingling pleasure threw off her concentration, but only for a moment.
With a focused push, both globes left her body in almost record time.
“Well done,” Ms. Locke clapped, “just one remaining.”
Wallflower
Laurie Collins trembled before Ms. Locke even approached. She was terrified of being violated, and of failing this test.
Wallflower was an apt codename, reflected Sofia, her best friend. Sofia knew that Laurie was a kind girl, timid and introverted. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body, and anger didn’t come naturally to her.
Sadly, that made this kind, sweet girl the perfect victim for Arcade, Ms. Locke and all the other bastards here who loved to hurt them but didn’t want to put much work into it.
“Ahh!” Laurie cried out, as the metal spheres were inserted into her ass.
“I should hope you know what to do by now,” Ms. Locke observed, “but do hurry. We have one more lesson for the day.”
To her credit, Laurie tried. She tried to work her lower muscles, to expel the metal that had been forced inside of her.
But she lacked the experience, the skill. And despite the fact that she was completely naked, and had been for some time, she was to self conscious to focus.
“Come on, Laurie, you got this,” Nori said, hoping to provide encouragement.
But all it did was remind the young woman that her classmates were watching. That she was the center of attention for some depraved test.
“I…I can’t!” Laurie wept, from both the humiliation, and fear of what Ms. Locke would do to her for failing.
“Keep trying, dear,” Ms. Locke’s tone was surprisingly soft.
And Laurie tried. She squeezed her ass muscles, trying to wedge the damn things out.
But after barely nudging the things, Laurie’s endurance failed.
“I can’t do it, I’m sorry,” Laurie’s body was wracked with sobs, “please, I can’t!”
“Weak ass white girl,” Maria muttered under her breath
“Very well,” Ms. Locke sighed. She produced a small devise with prongs on the end, like a taser.
For a moment, Sofia feared that Ms. Locke was about to further torture her friend, but when Ms. Locke, the metal spheres popped out of Laurie’s ass like a wet bar of soap.
“Magnets, so wonderful,” Ms. Locke said, with a predator’s smile, “now then, please follow me to the next room, and we’ll have our last lesson of the day.”
To the surprise of no one, the next room had five beds, with five naked men standing at the foot of each.
“Ours is a business of pleasuring our clients, but also ourselves,” Ms. Locke said, “so your assignment is rather simple. Make love to these LMDs with a passion, and cum no less than six times yourselves. You have two hours, girls, do your best.”
Silverclaw
“Hey there, sailor,” Maria cupped her breasts as she placed her rear on the bed, “I need someone to suck on these while they ram my cunt. You up for it?”
The LMD was a muscled, white skinned blond man who looked too close to Captan Ameica for Maria’s comfort. But of all of Arcade’s abuses against her, Maria found fucking LMDs to be the most bearable. They only mimicked life, and when they were inside of her, they felt no true pleasure.
Mari didn’t want to think about the wackjob scientist who made them capable of cumming, of producing semen. But in situations like this, alone, Maria simply considered them oversized dildos.
Laying on her back, Mari gave the LMD her best smile as its cock slid inside of her. It began to steadily pump inside of her.
“Here,” Maria took the LMD’s left hand, and guided it to her clit, “be gentle with that bit of flesh, toy boy while I work the other buttons, okay?”
The LMD nodded, and obeyed. Maria relaxed her pussy, and went about some basic self pleasure.
Maria blew past Miss Locke’s minimum within fifteen minutes, and just kept going.
Surge
“Oh yeah, yeah yeah!”
Surge was on her hands and knees, as the LMD rammed her from behind.
Nori decided to leave behind all pretense. Arcade had seen them being fucked so many different times, so many different ways he probably knew their kinks better than them.
And Nori found that, sometimes, she just wanted a good, hard ass fucking.
The LMD complied dutifully, stuffing his cock into her tight rear, and slamming it in hard, steady thrusts.
Nori had cum once already, and was confident that she would reach Miss Locke’s orders with time to spare.
Wind Dancer
Sofia stood across from the naked LMD for a moment, trying to decide what to do.
Finally, she decided to do what she thought her mentor, Professor Moonstar would do.
“Get down on the bed,” Sofia ordered her LMD, “on your back.”
The LMD complied without a word.
Sofia looked at the LMD’s cock, pointed at the ceiling like a flagpole.
“Okay,” Sofia said to herself, softly, “I can do this.”
Sofia got on the bed, and climbed atop the LMD, placing her pussy atop his waiting cock.
“You just lie there,” Sofia said, as she slid her pussy down his synthetic cock, “I don’t want you help, or any of you touching me more than is absolutely necessary.”
The LMD remained silent.
Sofia began working her cunt up and down on his erection. Sofia was determined to use this android as nothing more than a prop, a thing she needed t get through another day.
It took her ten minutes t cum even once, but Sofia never thought to change tactics.
Wallflower
For a full five minutes, well after everyone else was already fucking their LMD, Lurie Collins stood across from hers, nervously wringing her hands.
Everything about this screamed ‘wrong’ to her, and no matter how hard she tried to move her feet, her entire body remained frozen.
Worse was the fact how Laurie couldn’t bring herself to look at her classmates. They were all suffering, and here she stood, unable to be as brave as them.
Horrified and disgusted with herself, Laurie almost missed what the LMD standing across from her said, at the six minute mark.
“Override R,” it said.
“Override what?” Laurie said, before the LMD grabbed her by the throat, and threw her on the bed.
“What are you doing?” Laurie begged, though she knew exactly what was about to happen.
The LMD grabbed Laurie’s ankles, and pulled them apart.
“This isn’t how I want to do this,” Laurie begged, “stop!”
Laurie then watched in horror as the LMD’s cock grew in size, bigger than anything Laurie had ever had in her cunt (or at least, she thought so).
“Nooo!”
Laurie screamed as her pussy was split apart with one solid thrust. The pain was indescribable, and made worse by how the LMD lingered, for a moment.
But then, the LMD completely withdrew, not that Laurie felt any comfort from that. She felt the android reposition her slightly, his hands still holding her ankles, before he fully sheathed his cock inside her clenched asshole.
“Ahh!” Laurie cried out.
The LMD withdrew, and this time slammed into her pussy.
And so it went. Laurie begged and pleaded, but the LMD never relented, never allowed her the option to fuck some other way.
Pussy, ass. Pussy, ass. One was slammed after the other, each with the same amount of force, the same lack of concern for Wallflower’s wellbeing.
Dust
“Pride is a luxury, while survival is paramount. And for that, you need to hone your skills.”
Sooraya remembered X-23’s advice clearly, as she stood across from her naked LMD.
It went without saying that she loathed everything about this, but Sooraya decided to be as pragmatic about this as possible.
“Just give me a minute to get ready,” Sooraya forced herself to smile, as she laid down on the bed. She spread her legs, relaxed, and began to finger herself. After a minute, she judged herself ready.
“Okay,” Sooraya tilted her head to the side, “show me what you have.”
The LMD climbed onto the bed without a word, and aimed its cock at Sooraya’s wet snatch.
“Oooh, just like that,” Sooraya moaned, as it sank inside of her.
Sooraya wrapped her arms around the LMD’s neck, and her legs around its waist.
“Give me a good fucking,” Sooraya said, “but don’t forget my love buttons, baby.”
The LMD started fucking her with slow, steady strokes as one hand went to her clit, massaging it in tune with its thrusts. Sooraya rocked forward to meet it’s thrusts, and unprompted, she leaned forward, French kissing the android.
Sooraya came quickly enough, but ironically, she barely noticed. She was too absorbed in playing the part, in satisfying her ‘lover’ and trying not to reflect on how far she had fallen.
Later
Two hours later, to the minute, the LMDs stopped suddenly.
Not that anyone was about to complain. Even the fittest among them was exhausted and aching after the first twenty minutes. The following time, most of them simply lay there, as their LMD partners fucked them.
But as their partners pulled away, the young women breathed a sigh of relief.
“…are we done for the day?” Wallflower said, softly.
“Please,” Nori spat. Her crotch felt like it was on fire, and she was utterly exhausted. But in the past, that only meant that they were only halfway through, “that bitch probably has some other sick game for us.”
“Nori…!” Sooraya hissed as warning.
“What?” Nori scoffed, “I think Miss Locke has realized we don’t like her.”
“And it breaks my heart, truly,” Miss Locke said, as she strolled into the room, holding one of the biggest strap-ons that Sofia, “but believe it or not, I actually have good news, of a sort.”
Miss Locke savored how everyone, including their first captive Silverclaw, held their breath.
“There was something of a hiccup with the system,” Miss Locke said, “the data was lost, I’m afraid. And without it, I simply can’t determine who failed my lessons.”
Wallflower nearly wept in relief.
“So I think it best if you decide, Sofia.”
Wind Dancer’s stomach twisted. The answer came to her immediately, even though it left her hating herself more than being a mutant or sex slave ever had.
“Silverclaw,” Sofia said, though she knew it should have been her best friend Laurie.
Sofia forced herself to look at Maria, the woman who’d shown her such kindness before, despite knowing the terrible truth of this place. Sofia saw that the Avenger wasn’t even surprised, upset or angry.
Just resigned.
“Some people are slow learners,” Miss Locke sighed, dramatically, “Maria, get on the bed. We’ll see if we can’t all help you learn.”
Maria did as she was told, and watched as Miss Locke slowly went around, and whispered orders to the young mutants.
Wallflower climbed atop the bed and straddled Maria’s face. With great guilt and reluctance, she grabbed Maria by the hair, and brought her face up to her pussy. Maria needed no orders, and slid her tongue into Wallflower’s much abused pussy.
Surge and Dust got onto the bed opposite one another, and took Maria’s wrists. They guided her hand to their pussies, and instantly Maria began fingering them.
Sofia watched it all, as Miss Locke handed her the strap-on.
“It’s…it’s too big,” Sofia pleaded softly.
“You know the funny thing about our vaginas?” Miss Locke said, “they can expand to two hundred percent its original size, to accommodate child birth. That thing right there? A mere one hundred and eighty percent.”
Sofia looked at it, and somehow it seemed so much bigger than that.
“Why, that’s a good twenty percent left,” Miss Locke said dismissively, “but you may be right, it is too big. To wear.”
“What…what do you mean?” Sofia said.
“Just ram it in there, with your hands,” Miss Locke said, “don’t worry, I’ll tell you went to stop.”
Miss Locke slapped Sofia’s brand.
“Chop chop.”
Sofia loathed that she just had to trust that this oversized dildo wasn’t going to tear Maria apart. It looked larger than anything any sane person would buy, and felt almost too heavy to be real.
Though her pussy ached, and she knew that Maria’s doubtlessly felt the same, Sofia never considered disobeying. She hated herself for singling Maria, hated that she had to choose between her and her best friend.
Sofia, blinking back tears, placed the tip of the giant strap-on, thick and heavy enough to work as a bat, at Maria’s pussy, and pushed.
Sofia watched as Maria’s cunt warped around the strap-on, as it struggled to take its full size. Sofia shoved it in again, this time leveraging her entire body weight, but only managed a few inches more.
Sofia heard Maria cry out, but forced it from her mind. She just continued working the strap-on inside of the Avenger, too afraid to do anything else. Not even the looks of pity her fellow New Mutants gave her could deter Sofia.
Miss Locke watched it all, smiling like a tigress.
“God, I love teaching.”
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