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To The Victor
Chapter
Six
At Rogue’s announcement, the whole room froze.
The return of the X-Men could have serious
consequences, should they discover what had happened to their Team-mates, but there
was only so long that the Brotherhood could hold off the Human population
without help.
It was Fred who asked the inevitable question. “So
what are we going to do about it?”
Rogue caught the hopeful face of their newest recruit
out of the corner of her eye. A rescue attempt could secure Rahne’s allegiance,
but she would not risk the lives of her entire team (as incompetent as they
frequently were) on a gamble for the sake of one person’s maybe.
Catching Mystique’s eyes, Rogue answered, choosing her
words carefully. “Nothing, for the moment. We don’t know enough to form a plan,
and I won’t risk the team unless I have something solid and a good chance for
success.”
The other Mutants in the room nodded. Kurt entertained
the rather vicious thought that maybe first-hand experience would make the
X-Men think twice before leaving/trapping people behind next time. Rahne looked
rather unhappy at having to wait, but saw her reasoning. There would be no use
running an un-informed rescue, only to get themselves killed.
Rogue looked around again. “Rahne, Ah want ya to go
with Mystique. She saw who some of the guards were. Find out anything and
everything you can. The base, the X-Men, defenses: everything.”
Rahne nodded and ran upstairs to get ready. Rogue
looked over at Amanda and her brother. “Amanda, I want you to go see a woman
named Agatha Harkness. She’s a sorceress, and will help teach you. Wanda will
take you to where she is staying. We need an unexpected edge, and that will be
you. Kurt, you go with her, nobody goes anywhere alone right now.”
Amanda nodded resolutely. She and Kurt went to their
shared room to pack for a few days. If they were lucky, they might even finally
get some time alone…
Turning to the rest of the group, Rogue sighed. “That
flatscan’s mind was disgusting. I’m going to lie down for a while. Disturb me
and get hurt.”
* * * * * *
Rahne, Kurt, Amanda and the other two Brotherhood
females had left. Rogue was lying down with a migraine and a standing
death-threat to anyone who disturbed her. The Brotherhood Boys were bored.
Sadly for the captive X-Girls, they were the current
solution to boredom.
Presently, everyone not on a mission and excepting
Rogue was in the garden shed, the girls huddled naked against the back wall,
exchanging nervous looks while the boys debated something quietly.
Finally Lance spoke loudly enough to be heard. “Do
what you like with the others, but unless I say otherwise, Kitty’s mine, guys. End of discussion.”
Kitty looked almost relieved at this, but Jean and
Amara only looked more worried. The two of them, currently powerless, against
the remaining three Brotherhood boys.
They watched as Lance pulled Kitty to her feet and led
her just outside, throwing her down on the grass and leaving the door open for
Jean and Amara to see as their friend was raped.
Toad and Fred grabbed Amara, Fred pushing into her
mouth as Toad began to force himself into her rear opening. Pietro claimed Jean,
bending her backwards over a work bench and wrapping her legs around his waist
as he played with her body.
Outside, Kitty was flat on her back, legs spread
painfully wide with Lance riding her hard, one hand forcing her head to the
side, giving her no choice but to watch what was happening to her friends.
She didn’t know if it was pain or tears that blurred
her vision as she watched the shed. Grass was a lot less comfortable than
Lance’s bed, or even the hardwood floor. Lance’s free hand gripped her breast
hard, tugging it painfully. He leaned down, kissing her neck and whispering
cruel nothings in her ear.
Back inside the shed, Amara was wondering how Jean had
managed Blob in her mouth so many times. He was huge, and each thrust nearly
choked her. To make things worse, Toad pushing into her from behind only forced
her further onto Blob.
Toad shifted, changing the angle of his penetration by
lifting one of Amara’s legs high and leaving her to try and balance on only one
leg as they both pounded into her. Toad reached for a nearby hand spade, then
slid the hand holding it beneath her body, slowly forcing the thick handle into
her vagina. Amara’s screams of pain were muffled by Blob’s cock, but still very
audible. Tears streamed down her face, and she knew that the others were as
helpless as she was, and that no one would be coming to her rescue.
Jean was imagining all of the exquisitely painful
things she would do to the Brotherhood if she ever got free. Quicksilver had
apparently brought some toys with him this time, and she now had a dildo in her
cunt, a vibrator shoved up her ass, and Pietro experimenting with nipple clamps
as he tied her arms down.
Jean was gasping in pain, thinking that things
couldn’t possibly get worse, when they did. Blob looked over from Amara’s
mouth, saying that he wanted a turn. When Pietro told Blob to wait until he was
finished, Jean closed her eyes, wishing with all her might that Pietro would
take a long time with her. Her eyes snapped open again when she felt Pietro
adding a second dildo next to the first, stretching her until she thought she
would be ripped in half.
Everyone’s attention was drawn by a sudden shout from
outside. They looked to see Avalanche pulling away from Kitty and viciously
backhanding her across the face.
The Brotherhood youth stood up, dragging a terrified
Kitty back to the shed by her hair. He threw her to the ground again and
reached for a long-handled rake, weighing it in his hand.
Kitty tried to scramble away, but was knocked down again
as the handle came down across her back, leaving a red stripe over her
shoulders.
The makeshift cane rose and fell as the other X-Girls
watched in horror, Kitty’s screams echoing in their ears. The rest of the
Brotherhood watched in interest, letting go of their own captives.
Now, Lance was speaking as he beat Kitty. “I told you
not to bite, Pretty Kitty. You disobeyed me and broke our deal. You deserve to
be punished, don’t you?”
His tone of voice assured everyone that there was only
one acceptable answer to that. Kitty gulped and him answered breathlessly,
“Yes, Master. I deserve to be punished. Forgive me, please!”
The rake cracked over her back again. Lance gave the
rest of the Brotherhood a pointed look. “You broke our bargain, Pretty Kitty.
Perhaps I should break my end and see if you can take four at once.”
Kitty followed his gaze to the other three boys and
turned as white as a sheet. “No, Lance, please! I won’t do it again! Please, I
didn’t mean to, it was an accident! Don’t let them touch me, please! I didn’t
mean to! Keep me away from them, please! I’m sorry, Lance, please! It won’t
happen again, I swear!”
Lance grunted. “We’ll see. How do you plan on making
it up to me?”
Despite her injuries, Kitty crawled over to him,
taking him in her mouth and starting to give him a blowjob, twisting into what
had to be an uncomfortable position to display her nubile body and let him play
with her breasts.
Kitty knew that her continued relative immunity
depended on her performance, lending an edge of desperation as she did her best
to please him. Kitty tilted her head, taking Lance as far in as she could,
lightly stroking his balls as she sucked and licked. Luckily for her, Lance
seemed to be enjoying it.
Lance pulled out of her mouth just before he came, and
dragged her to her feet again, hoisting her into his arms and slamming her
against one of the walls, using the impact to force himself into her dry
passage.
Kitty wrapped herself around Lance, as much for
balance as from fear of his threat, her breath coming in short gasps as her
already sore back hit the wall, small breasts bouncing with the force. His
mouth was harsh on her lips and she moaned as he pulled away, moving to her
breasts and neck.
Kitty screamed as he exploded inside her, then let her
down and threw her into a corner. Lance took another two of Pietro’s toys,
shoving a dildo into her ass, and what seemed like a remote controlled shock
device into her cunt.
Leaving her there, Lance walked over to Pietro, making
Jean arch as much as she could with pain by twisting one of the dildos in her
vagina. “I think that she should experience the real thing, don’t you?”
Jean sighed in relief as the dildos were removed and
her hands were untied. It didn’t last long, however, when she was impaled on
Lance’s dick and felt Pietro come up behind her, joining Lance in her cunt.
Jean was sobbing as they both moved inside of her,
moving and twisting her lower body to alternate between the depths and angles
of penetration. Jean felt herself bleeding as they finally pulled out, only to
pass her to Blob, who had just finished with Amara.
Toad snickered as Jean sank to her knees, sucking Blob
to get him hard again. “Look at Grey, yo. Bleeding like a fresh virgin! But we
can all testify against that, can’t we?”
Jean turned her head away, closing her eyes in shame
as Blob entered her. If Scott were here, what would he think? Would he still
want her or would he think that she was damaged goods? What would he do, seeing
her like this, lying passively and spreading her legs for the Brotherhood?
Feeling Blob finish inside her and pull away, Jean
curled up in misery, barely even noticing as Blob returned to Amara, ready to
do the same to her.
Pietro and Lance held the young princess still as Toad
spat a slime bomb at Amara’s privates, his tongue spreading it into her
passage, stretching her channel as the slime hardened. This had the effect of
keeping her painfully spread open while Blob recovered and got ready to fuck
her.
Blob pulled out the solidified slime and pushed two of
his large fingers into Amara’s body, testing her before he forced himself
inside and began to fuck her.
Amara was barely coherent as Blob raped her, barely
noticing the horrified stares from her friends as they were forced to watch.
Jean was still mostly out of it, but Kitty was aware of every second, not even
focusing on how Lance was back to playing with her body. She jumped as he
removed Pietro’s toys and slid into her rear entrance, fucking her while he
made her watch Amara’s torture.
Amara had never felt pain like this before. Her
passage strained to accommodate Blob, but she still felt the tearing sensation
and the trickle of blood inside her. Pietro and Toad came back over, stroking
her body and mocking her cries of agony.
Finally Blob finished with her, re-dressing and going
back to the house. Although Amara wanted nothing more than to collapse and
never move again, Toad and Pietro forced her to suck them off and lick them
clean before following Blob back out.
Amara crawled over to where Jean lay, wanting the
comfort of a friend nearby, as Lance continued with Kitty, ignoring her
whimpers and moans. Kitty let out a small shriek as he pushed her face down to
the floor, wrenching her legs as far apart as he could while he sped up the
pace.
Finishing with a grunt and a final thrust, Lance
pulled away from her. “I’ll be back for you later, Pretty Kitty. After I decide
whether or not you’ve made up for your behavior or if I need to withdraw my
protection for a few days.”
Kitty sniffled and looked up at him with pleading
eyes, shivering. He ignored her. “Get yourselves fixed up. If any of us come
back and you aren’t presentable, there will be hell to pay.”
Lance slapped Kitty on the bum and walked out, locking
the door behind him.
Jean and Amara exchanged glances, and then slowly
moved over to Kitty. Jean cautiously put an arm around the trembling girl.
“Protection? Kitty, is that what Lance meant by a ‘deal’? You do what he says
and the others don’t touch you?”
Kitty nodded. “We made a deal the first morning here.
As long as I keep him satisfied and don’t do anything he doesn’t like, I’m safe
from the rest of the Brotherhood. If I break it again, Lance will have all four
of them use me at once. I accidentally bit him earlier, and he didn’t like
that.”
There was a bucket of water and a few rags nearby. The
girls dragged themselves over and cleaned themselves as best they could. No
sense in making things worse, after all.
* * * * * *
A few weeks later…
Amanda took a deep breath and pointed at a large rock.
A bolt of energy shot from her hand, reducing the small boulder into pebbles.
Watching from nearby, but safely out of range, Kurt
applauded. Smiling at him in delight, Amanda turned to look at Agatha Harkness,
who stood beside her.
Agatha graced the girl with one of her rare smiles.
“Your training is complete, Amanda. There is no more for me to teach you.
Return to Bayville with your lover tomorrow, and choose your destiny there.”
The old woman turned and walked inside, leaving Kurt
and Amanda looking after her.
Finally, Kurt sighed. “I don’t know vhich one is
worse; Agatha or Destiny.”
Amanda giggled as the walked through the woods
surrounding Agatha’s house toward a nearby hill to watch the sunset, which had
become part of their evening routine. “So, it looks like we are going back to
Bayville. Are you scared?”
Kurt considered the question. “A little. I’m vorried
if there has been another attack and I vonder what ve vill do with all the
mutants that ve retrieve from captivity. Vill they return to their homes, or
vill they stay with us, and if so, vhere vill ve put them all?”
They had reached the top of the hill now, and Amanda
wrapped her arms around Kurt’s waist as they watched the sun sink. “Everything
will be all right, I’m sure of it. But let’s not worry about that now. It’s
just you and me alone, and I think I deserve a reward for completing my
training.” She slid her arms around Kurt’s neck, facing him. “Don’t you?”
Kurt grinned and leaned down to kiss her, nibbling on
her bottom lip with his fangs. “I most defiantly agree, liebe. You are zhe most vonderful, amazing person I have met. Ich liebe sie, Amanda.”
Amanda’s face lit up as she mentally translated the
words, and she reached up to kiss him again, opening her mouth for his tongue.
“I love you, too, Kurt.”
Their hands started to wander, and the young lovers
felt their passion rise. The night-time walks had also become a chance to
explore each other, though they had yet to be truly intimate.
Amanda moaned as Kurt pulled her top off, followed by
her bra, exposing her dark breasts. With Kurt, Amanda had discovered the exhibitionist
streak in her.
She slid her arms around his neck as Kurt leaned down
to suck on a nipple, his tail sneaking around to tickle just above her
hip-bone, where he had discovered she was exceptionally sensitive.
Amanda began to unbutton Kurt’s shirt, sliding it off
his shoulders. She felt her skirt fall to the ground in a flurry of silk and
stepped out of it, kicking the offending garment away.
She tugged at Kurt’s pants, careful to undo the
special fastening that provided room for his tail as she pulled them down.
Kurt let her remove them, sinking to the ground and
drawing her down with him. As Amanda reached for his boxers, however, he
stopped her, holding her gently by the wrists.
Amanda looked at him, puzzled. He had seemed to enjoy
what they were doing, didn’t he want her? A lingering insecurity reared its
head: Was it because she was Human? Would that stop them from ever being intimate?
Correctly interpreting her expression, Kurt shook his
head. “You are doing nothing wrong, liebe.
It may sound foolish, but I want to wait for marriage before I make love to
you. There vill never be anyone else for me, but I am not yet ready. Can you
understand that?”
Amanda smiled at him adoringly, stroking his blue fur
in a caress that made him shiver. “Of course I understand, Kurt. But just
because we have to wait for that, doesn’t mean that there are not all sorts of
things that we can do in the mean time.”
Kurt let a wicked grin steal across his blue face.
Leaning back down, he let his hands wander to Amanda’s backside as she reached
up for a kiss, “How very true, liebe.
Shall we explore the possibilities?”
Any reply that Amanda might have made was cut off by
his lips. She wriggled against her mutant lover, determined to stay out for as
long as possible before they went back to Agatha’s house.
They would go back to Bayville tomorrow, and while
Amanda had no problems with Kurt seeing her in all states of undress, it was
impossible to find any real degree of privacy with the rest of the Brotherhood
around.
Hopefully they would have a better chance when they
moved bases. The next one promised to be larger, and with larger grounds to
train in. That had possibilities.
Dismissing it from her mind, Amanda turned her
attention back to her boyfriend, and the wonderful things he was doing to her
body.
A/N:
Sorry this took so long to get up. I’ve been beyond busy with starting my
Diploma at TAFE, and a multitude of assignments. I’m between assignments at the
moment, thank heavens, and have a chance to catch up on my writing. Expect the
next chapter soon.
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