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Chapter List
- 7
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- 9
Summary:
See previous chapters
Note:
I�m not entirely clear on Rahne�s character, and am working with just what I
have. Please forgive any mistakes.

To the Victor�
Chapter
Seven

Rahne looked in the mirror, checking over her new
uniform, trying not to think about how nervous she was.
Rahne had only just returned from her first solo
Intelligence-gathering mission, like the others she had helped Mystique and
sometimes Rogue on while they waited for Kurt and Amanda to return from where
Amanda was receiving training as a Sorceress.
She had other things dominating her thoughts now,
however. Rogue and Mystique had managed to find the location of where the X-Men
were being held, and were organizing a rescue, despite a few protests from a
few of the boys, and Rahne was absolutely terrified.
She had never gone on a mission, actually fighting,
before. Well, sort of, but the Danger Room, Geography trip where Beast had been
mistaken for Bigfoot and the fight against the Humans didn�t count. This time,
there would be people depending on her to watch their backs, and failing to do
so would wind up in them getting seriously hurt or killed, rather than just a
few bumps and bruises from the Danger Room.
Still, as much as Rahne might wish otherwise, they
would not be going after the X-Men until they were sure that they could do it
without the Brotherhood getting captured as well. Meanwhile, she was getting
slightly less conventional training from Mystique, Rogue and Wanda. Rahne still
avoided Jean and Amara for the most part, not caring about their fate, and was
staying away from Kitty ever since she had passed Lance�s room and smelt Lance,
Kitty, Lust and Sex (Rahne still couldn�t look at them without blushing, even
if Kitty did deserve it), but Rogue, Wanda and Amanda (when she had been here)
were treating her almost like a younger sister.
Rahne liked the feeling of Family that this gave her.
Reverend Craig Sinclair and his wife had adopted her out of Charity, but when
they found out she was a mutant, her adoptive father had made a point of
telling her several times a day that she would burn in Hell for what she was.
Rahne counted herself lucky that her adoptive mother had talked him into
sending her to Xavier�s before he came up with a reason to have her burned at
the stake like a witch or something.
She still had occasional nightmares about it. No-one
at the Institute had pressed the issue, thinking her weak, but the first time
it happened at the Brotherhood House, Rahne had barely jolted awake before
Rogue, Amanda and Wanda had come flying into the room to find out what was
happening. Rahne had told them, and the three of them had taken her downstairs
for a midnight snack and stayed with her until she fell asleep again, promising
that her parents would have to go through the Scarlet Witch, a soon-to-be
Sorceress-in-training and a very pissed-off Rogue before she went back to them.
As a minor, there were legal issues about whether or
not she would return to the X-Men after this, but Rahne had almost entirely
made up her mind to stay, if at all possible.
Someone knocked on the door, breaking her out of her
thoughts. Rahne yelled for them to come in, and the door opened to reveal
Wanda, also in her uniform.
Wanda smiled at her. �Nervous, huh?
I, like, felt the same way before my first mission.�
Rahne winced, was she that obvious? Trying not to
think about it, her mind wandered to another question. �Any idea on why Rogue
hates Jean so much? I mean, I don�t think that she was that nasty to the
Humans, even!�
Wanda looked slightly uncomfortable, fiddling with the
bedspread. �You should ask Rogue herself about that. It�s not my story to
tell.�
Rahne nodded. Maybe she would�
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Downstairs, Lance had caught up with Rogue to discuss
the X-Men rescue. He knew that he was pushing it by continuing to bring it up,
and that Rogue was on her last nerves on the subject, but he needed to ask.
�Rogue, I know no-body really wants to consider it, but do you really think
that the X-Men are actually going to admit that they owe us if we rescue them?�
Rogue tucked a streak of white hair behind her ear.
�No, Ah actually expect them to attack us as soon as they think that they have
a chance of winning. Personally, Ah�d like nothin� more than to leave �em in
there to rot. But if we want to win a war against humans, we could really use
some of Xavier�s toys.�
Lance raised an eyebrow. �Oh? Care to explain?�
Rogue rolled her eyes in a �this-should-be-obvious�
way. �Y�all know about Cerebro, rahght? It�ll probably be too dangerous to have
the Professor live, but with luck and Wanda, we could probably make Grey use it
for us.�
Lance held the distinction of being Rogue�s occasional
co-leader, and sole leader if something came up while Mystique had taken Rogue
somewhere on a private assignment. Because of this, he knew Rogue would listen
to him. �Even so, why do we need to keep the X-Geeks around after we rescue
them? No offence, but getting the X-Geeks to help us is not the best of ideas.
We always end up spending more time fighting each other than working toward a
�common goal�.�
Rogue gave him another eye-roll. �Do you have any idea
how long Mystique has been trying to get her hands on some of Xavier�s
technology? It�s a risk trying to operate Cerebro or anything like that, but if
we can get our hands on some of those files we could do just about anything!
How much are you willing to bet that Xavier had research done on Magneto�s
machine from Asteroid M? Your little sex-girl may act like an airhead at times,
but she can use a computer, and could probably decrypt the files for us.�
Lance
nodded slightly. �OK, but what do you plan to do about the girls after the
X-Men are out. The X-Geeks will find out where they are sooner or later, and I
doubt even Xavier will be willing to go near us if he finds out what happened.�
Rogue
tilted her head to acknowledge that point. �Just because we rescue the
X-Idiots, doesn�t mean that they get to stay with us. Ah�m all for getting them
outta there and leaving them on the side of the road. Rahne may end up staying
with us, though Ah get the impression that her parents wouldn�t be overly
concerned one way or the other. Ah don�t know about Kitty, since ya and she
have that deal going, but she is still a minor and her parents seem to pay more
attention to her life, so we�ll see which way that goes. When Ah knocked Grey
out earlier, Ah got a dose of her telepathy. It�s not as strong as Xavier�s,
but if Wanda gives me a boost with her powers, Ah should be able to temporarily
wipe their minds of the details, Just until we have
the X-Men backed into a corner. Besides, once we get what we want, it won�t
matter what the X-Morons think. Magneto wants an army, so we�ll give him one.
The X-Men are just breeding stock, and when we have our army, we�ll get rid of
Buckethead. Besides, we are leaving them where they are for a while still, let
the Humans soften them up for us.�
Rogue
frowned for a second. �Ah need to talk to Mama about finding a new base as
well. The Normals aren�t going to leave us alone for much longer, and we are
going to need more room if we get any more recruits.
That�s
beside the point, though. For now, let�s focus on the mission. We have until we
retrieve the X-Men to sort it out.�
Lance
nodded and left the room, grabbing Kitty as she walked past. �Come on, Pretty
Kitty, we still have some time before we leave��
*��
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Rahne looked up from the book she was reading when
someone knocked on her door. It turned out to be Rogue and Wanda.
As usual, the two didn�t waste words. �Ah need you to
go with Mystique and Kurt and scout around where the X-Men are being held. See
if you can get a scent for how many there are, how often they go past a certain
point, where there are potential weaknesses, you know the sort of thing.�
Finally!
This meant that Amanda and Kurt had come back and the Brotherhood would be
starting serious plans to rescue the X-Men. Then they could start putting the
plan in motion and the X-Men would get what they deserved. She would show them
who was weak! Managing to conceal her excitement, Rahne nodded. �When does she
want me to go?�
Wanda
replied, �Ten minutes, so be ready in five.�
Rahne
smiled. �Right.� She paused a moment, �Hey, Rogue?�
Rogue
had been about to leave, but turned back, raising an eyebrow. �Why do you and
Jean hate each other so much? I don�t see why anyone would like her, but it
seems personal with you. I asked Wanda, but she said to ask you.�
Rogue
sighed and pulled out the chair from the dresser. �Long story, you might want
to sit down.�
Rahne sat on the bed as Wanda relaxed against the
wall, smirking. Rogue shot Wanda a nasty look. �This does not get repeated
outside this room. When Ah came to Bayville, Scott was one of the first people
to reach out to me, even after Ah turned down Xavier�s offer. After that, Ah
had a bit of a crush on him.�
Wanda made a sarcastic noise that sounded like �A bit?
Try a lot�. Rogue ignored her. �Call it a temporary lapse in judgment. Even so,
Ah was realistic enough to know that Scott would never have eyes for anyone but
Jean, so Ah would have settled for potential friendship. Unfortunately, for
someone who was openly dating someone with an age bigger than his IQ, Jean can be
insanely jealous of anyone who goes near Scott. So, she went looking for
anything to discredit me. Ah already told you what happened when she read mah
mahnd and told everyone about me and Mystique, and Ah was furious that she
ruined any chance of even friendship between me and some of the X-Men, but it
was the invasion of prahvacy that really got meh. Ah can�t stand people who
intentionally go snooping in other people�s mahnds just to find ways to
humiliate them. Jean hates meh because she saw meh as a threat. Ah hate Jean
because of what she did. End of story.�
Rahne winced. �Sorry I asked. I didn�t mean to bring
up bad memories or anything.�
Rogue shrugged, and then all three girls turned to the
door at the sound of Mystique calling. �Tahme to go, Rahne.
Good luck.�
Rahne was slightly pale, but tried to hide her fear.
Wanda placed a hand on her shoulder. �You�ll be fine. Just keep your head and
listen to what Mystique tells you.�
The young wolf-girl straightened and lifted her chin
in defiance, then marched out the door to join Mystique. Rogue and Wanda shared
a glance; Rahne was shaping up well.
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Wanda relaxed as the front door closed, glad that they
would not be over-heard. �Time to go see if the other two are
broken yet. Seriously, are you sure we can�t just let Blob at Grey? Without restrictions?�
Rogue sighed. �Fact is: Grey is more useful to us
alahve, so Ah�m not too keen on risking Blob getting carried away and hurting
her enough to need severe medical attention. Unfortunately, Ah�m running out of
alternatives. If Grey doesn�t drop the attitude by this afternoon, then maybe
Ah will resort to letting Blob loose with her.�
*��
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Jean sat in their prison room, gently stroking Amara�s
back. The younger girl had been weeping since before Kitty had gone past with
Avalanche nearly an hour ago, and had still not stopped. Amara seemed almost
broken, and Jean was starting to seriously worry about her.
Listening at the door, Jean had overheard Rahne go
with Mystique on what sounded like a recon. mission
before they retrieved the X-Men. She still didn�t know what to think about that
potential future mission. Rogue�s initial crush on Scott had been very obvious
at first, but Jean had too much respect, however grudging, for Rogue�s
leadership skills to believe that the Goth would allow her team to go into such
danger without a better motive than an adolescent crush. Or perhaps it was
Mystique pulling the strings. No-one ever knew what the shape-shifter was up to
at any given time.
The red-head jumped up and spun around as the door
opened, revealing Rogue. Without a word, the younger girl grabbed Jean�s arm
with a surprising strength and led her out of the shed, locking the door behind
them.
Looking where they were going, Jean started to
struggle. They were walking down the hallway to where the Brotherhood Boys� rooms
were located, specifically Blob�s room.
Obviously
getting sick of Jean�s protests, Rogue touched the older girl�s face, draining
enough of her strength to stop her from fighting, but leaving enough that Jean
could still move of her own accord. Seeing the terror and hatred in the
red-head�s eyes, Rogue let out a short sigh. �Look, all Ah need is for you and
Amara to stop fighting meh all the time. Ah have other things Ah have to focus
on, so if using the boys to keep you out of the way is the only method of doing
so, then fahne. Sit down; shut up and stay out of mah way, and you have nothing
to worry about.�
Before
Jean could reply to that, they were at Blob�s door. Rogue opened it and shoved
Jean inside. �Nothing that will land her in the hospital,
Fred. Otherwahse, do what you lahke. Before you start screaming Red,
remember that the human�s know that there are mutants here now. They won�t come
to help you; they�ll just decide that a mutant is being hurt, and start trying
to find an appropriate �Thank You� card.�
Ignoring
Jean�s look of terrified realization, Rogue left.
Before
Jean could open her mouth to scream for help, Blob�s hand was covering it and
he was dragging her toward him. Still weak from Rogue draining her, Jean�s
struggles were even less effective than usual, so she put up little resistance
as her pants and underwear were removed and her hands were guided to remove
Blob�s.
Luckily
for Jean, Blob had apparently figured out that him
being on top of her would probably squash Jean flat, and one round of sex was
not worth Rogue�s considerable wrath if her orders were disobeyed. Mystique�s
favorite child was not a person to be trifled with.
Lifting
Jean up, Blob reclined against his bed, slowly lowering Jean down onto him. The
girl was still slick and stretched from being gangbanged by Lance, Pietro and
Toad earlier, but she still squirmed, face twisting in discomfort as she was
pulled down onto Blob�s dick.
Gasping
in pain, Jean finally managed to take most of Blob inside her, feeling him
stretch her. Though it was not the first time that this had happened, it still
hurt like nothing she had ever felt before. Blob�s huge hands pinned her arms
to her sides and grasped her hips to slowly move her up and down.
Jean
could feel blood trickling over her thighs from where Blob had stretched her
too far and even her mental exercises were not enough to block out the pain
from having Blob inside of her.
After
what seemed to Jean to be a very painful age, feeling as though Blob had
repeatedly impaled her on a lamp post rather than himself, Blob finished inside
her, his seed drowning her cunt and flowing out to splash over their joined
bodies.
Looking
at her, Blob considered for a minute, and then offered the use of the bathroom
for Jean to take a shower. Grabbing her discarded clothing, Jean practically
ran to accept, desperate to scrub away the last several days. She had a
sneaking suspicion, however, that no amount of soap would ever make her feel
clean again for a very long time.
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Upstairs,
Lance seemed determined to get as much sex from Kitty as possible before they
retrieved the X-Men. If he could humiliate her in the
process, so much the better.
Right
now, Kitty was performing a strip dance, going as slowly as possible, feeling
Avalanche�s eyes watching her every move. Finally, with nothing more to take
off, Kitty stood before him, naked and waiting.
Taking
her wrist, Lance yanked her down onto him. He rolled over as she gasped,
pinning her beneath his body and slapping her when she tried to close her eyes.
�Don�t try to hide, Pretty Kitty. You�re mine, got it?�
The
second sentence was just short of a snarl. Kitty nodded her head meekly, trying
not to anger him.
Lance
thrust into her at an angle, causing her to moan softly. �You�re mine, Pretty
Kitty. Tell me you�re mine.�
The
petite brunette moaned, her breasts bouncing as he
ravaged her slender body. �I�m yours, Lance. Mmmmh.
I�m yours. Unh, Aaah. I�m always yours.�
Lance
pulled out and spun her around, forcing himself into her ass and ignoring her
screams. �Again, say it again!�
Kitty
was crying now, almost incoherent with the pain, but managed to choke the words
through her sobs. �I�m yours. I�m yours.�
Lance
grabbed her hips, using them to pull her even closer as he continued to pound
into her. He lifted one of her legs, spreading her open for easier access.
Kitty tried to muffle her sounds of distress in the blanket as she felt like
she was being torn apart inside.
Lance
let go of her hips with one hand, grabbing a fistful of hair and wrenching her
head back up. Kitty was crying too hard to be very coherent, repeating over and
over; �I�m yours, I�m yours.�
Lance
only smirked, letting go of her hair and sliding two fingers into her pussy.
Kitty whimpered from the double penetration, and tried to wiggle away.
Lance�s
hand dug painfully into her hip. �Don�t even think about it, Pretty Kitty. You
do what I want you to. I own you now, and it would be a shame to have to damage
you.�
Kitty
stopped struggling, knowing that Lance would carry through on the threat. She
let him use her, knowing better than to resist. Lance thrust hard inside her
ass, as much to humiliate his captive as for his own pleasure.
Finally
he came, filling her ass with his seed. Kitty forced her sobs down to stifled
whimpers as Lance turned her around again and pulled her into his arms, kissing
her and holding her tightly.
He
let her rest for a bit. There was no fun in using Kitty if she was too weak to
move, and she was probably hoping that it was over for now. It would be fun to
shatter that illusion, driving home the point that it would never be over for
her. That she was doomed to spend the rest of her life as his fuck-toy.
Kitty
had just started to relax when she felt her hand being guided down to Lance�s
semi-hard dick. She moaned inwardly, would this never end? Who knew that Lance
had such stamina?
Kitty
stroked him back to hardness, wincing at the thought of more to come.
Feeling
Lance guide her head down to his dick, Kitty sighed. The Brotherhood had been
talking about retrieving the X-Men, but Kitty worried about what would happen
then. They had to know that what had been done to her, Jean and Amara would
never go un-noticed. Were the Brotherhood planning to
rescue the X-Men only to condemn them to a worse fate, or did they have
something else in mind? Too many questions, nowhere near enough answers.
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Meanwhile, Kurt, Rahne and Mystique were sneaking into
what they recognized from Rogue�s description to be the fort where the X-Men
were being held.
They had encountered a watchman and two guards on the
way in, but had gotten past with little trouble. Mystique had knocked the
guards out with a chop to the neck, and Kurt had teleported the watchman as far
away as possible, after relieving him of any communication devices.
Hearing voices and the words �mutants�, �experimentation�
and �breeding�, the infiltrating trio stopped outside what seemed to be an
office, listening at the door.
Rahne focused on her enhanced senses, quietly relaying
the conversation to her companions.
*��
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�I�m still not entirely sure why we are doing this,
sir. I mean, capture to stop them endangering the public is one thing, but why
are we breeding them? I thought we wanted to get rid of mutants, not make more
of them.�
A second, older man replied, his voice suggesting that
they had gone over this before. �Exterminating mutants is why we had the
Sentinel program. We want to utilize their abilities. There are rumors of a
child who can multiply himself, becoming literally a one-man army. Why bomb an
army when the weather-witch can drown it? Suicide bombers who
can heal from just about anything. Interrogators who
can simply rip information out of your head. Soldiers
who can turn metal tanks inside out before they can do anything. Now
imagine if we could breed mutants with more than just one of those abilities.
We are currently working with the ones called Storm and Wolverine. Can you
think of what a child with both of their genes could do? THAT is why we are doing
this.�
A third voice, this time female, spoke up. �But what
if the government gets word of what we are doing? We aren�t exactly sanctioned,
you know.�
The second man spoke again. �Please, the government
didn�t notice the Sentinel Program and Area 51 existing under their noses for how long? Besides, who�s going to say
anything? Mutants will be dismissed as trying to discredit the human
population. The humans we got to bring them here are either unsympathetic, or
dead. The only people who really know anything are the Bayville citizens, and
they won�t say anything.�
The female was apparently not finished. �What about
the rumors of other mutants in Bayville? What if they try something?�
This time it was the first man who responded. �Under
the circumstances, I don�t think that it will be long before the �Brotherhood�
gets a visit from an angry mob, or makes a run for it. Either way, they�ll be
too busy to try anything.�
The older man finished the conversation, �Enough. This
talk is over. What is the progress report on the breeding program?�
The first man spoke again. �Things are going well,
sir. We have injected Test Subject Wolverine with a serum designed to
temporarily reduce the subject to focus on only base instincts, such as eat,
sleep and mate. Test Subject Storm appears distressed, but it will be at least
another week before we can properly test to see if she is fertile.�
The man in charge spoke again. �Good. How is the good
professor doing?�
This time the woman replied. �We are keeping him
unconscious, sir. By all accounts, his powers are incredible, making him more
than capable of vegetablizing the entire base,
despite intelligence reports of him being a pacifist. This in consideration,
no-one wanted to risk what might happen if he somehow managed to neutralize the
collars.�
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
On
the other side of the door, Kurt was struggling to control Rahne, holding her
back from breaking down the door and attacking the room�s occupants. Just
because the X-Men had done similar things to her, didn�t mean she would wish
the same on anyone else. Besides, Roberto was in there.
Mystique,
her face a black mask of fury, turned to them and motioned to be still and
silent.
Slowly
creeping back down the corridor, Rahne sniffed, catching the scent of fear and
anger. The trio followed it to a locked doorway marked as the prisoner
containment area.
A door nearby opened into a room with a one-way
window, allowing them to see who had been captured. Xavier wasn�t there,
neither were Storm or Wolverine.
Scott was, along with Evan, Sam, Roberto, Bobby, Ray
and Hank. Jubilee was also there, surprisingly enough, along with Tabitha and a
dark-skinned girl that none of them knew.
The source of the fear and anger became easily
apparent, as a group of guards approached Jubilee�s cell and Bobby threw
himself at the energy field that served as the door to his cell, trying to
reach her. From Jubilee�s frantic scrambling in an attempt to make herself as
small as possible, this was apparently not the first time this had happened.
Mystique had seen enough. She had snuck to other cell
blocks and found several more mutants. Their work here was done. Though both
Kurt and Rahne were obviously reluctant, the three mutants carefully made their
way back out of the base, returning to the Brotherhood House.
*�� *�� *�� *�� *�� *
Inside with the mutant prisoners, Jubilee was
desperately trying to escape the guards holding her. Several other guards had
entered Bobby�s cell and were restraining him, obviously tired of stopping him
from being electrocuted while trying to help Jubilee. Finally, one of the
soldiers with Jubilee had had enough. �For God�s sake!
Fine, we�ll do this a different way.� He turned to Bobby, whose eyes had
darkened with rage, �You don�t like us playing with your girlfriend, I take it?� The snarl that Bobby sent his way was answer
enough.
The guard smirked, deliberately placing a hand on
Jubilee�s breast. �All right. We�ll let you play with
her instead.� He ignored the outraged looks of dawning realization from the
Mutants, �Either that, or she gets gang-banged by everyone in the building.�
A gesture had the other guards dragging Jubilee to
Bobby�s cell and throwing her in, knocking both teens to the ground. Holding
her protectively, Bobby looked at Jubilee, a question in his eyes, leaving the
choice to her.
Jubilee reached up to wind her arms around his neck,
whispering in Bobby�s ear, �I never thought my first time would be like this,
but I�m glad that it is with you.�
She kissed him as he slowly began to slide her dress
off her body. Out of respect for their limited privacy, the other mutants
turned away while Jubilee pulled back long enough to pull Bobby�s shirt over
his head, then moved back in as she reached for his pants and Bobby slid her
underwear down.
Bobby slid his fingers into Jubilee, preparing her as
the petite Asian girl spread her legs to give him better access. The atmosphere
was broken by one of the guards shouting, �Get on with it, before we come back
in there!�
Bobby�s barely audible reply was descriptive, to the
point, and nowhere near polite. Jubilee smothered a hysterical giggle as Bobby
pressed her down onto the floor, entering her as gently as he could. Over his
shoulder, Jubilee saw the lead guard start to approach the door and wrapped
herself around Bobby, pulling him inside her body and hiding her wince as he
tore past her barrier.
While Bobby would never willingly hurt her, he was
still a teenage guy. The two mutants moved together in a dance as old as time,
their bodies joined as Jubilee pushed herself up again, straddling
Bobby�s lap as she rode him.
Jubilee pressed herself against Bobby�s strong chest,
her hands tracing the contours of his back as he kissed her neck, pulling her
hips down onto him. Jubilee let out a small moan as Bobby moved his kisses
downward, placing one at the hollow of her throat, and continuing down.
Bobby thrust harder into Jubilee, wishing with all his
might that they were somewhere else. He didn�t know what he felt for Jubilee,
but he knew that he didn�t want their first time to be forced, motivated by
threats and fear.
Jubilee gasped, she had expected this to be painful,
one of the worst experiences of her life. However, the feeling of Bobby moving
slowly inside her turned out to be a wonderful sensation, making her crave
more. She pressed herself against him, drawing him back up to capture his lips
in a kiss. They moved together as their surroundings seemed to almost fade
away, and it was only the two of them, safe in each other�s arms.
The feeling of safety, however, was quickly dispelled when
one of the guards decided to interrupt. Eyes firmly on Jubilee�s groin, he
decided to have things spiced up a bit. �Hey, mutie,
spear the bitch! Make her take it up the ass!�
Both teens shot him a nasty look before Bobby started
thrusting harder and with more force as he started to prepare Jubilee�s ass.
The lead guard rolled his eyes and started to approach with a key-card,
indicating that they get a move on before he came in there and made them.
Taking the threat seriously, Bobby tried to convey an
apology with his eyes as he pulled out of her, moving behind Jubilee to
penetrate her ass. The asian
girl let out a short scream as he forced himself inside her, slowly pushing all
the way in. Leaning toward her ear as he fully sheathed himself inside her,
Bobby could only whisper �I�m sorry.�
He began to move inside of her again, fast and rough
as the guards commanded. Bobby was gentle and soothing as he stroked the rest
of her body, trying to bring Jubilee some sort of pleasure as he whispered
apologies and endearments to her.
Finally, they both stiffened as Jubilee clenched
around Bobby, causing him to explode inside her. They gently pulled away from
each other, ignoring the guards as they sorted out clothing, moving slowly to
delay the guards from ordering anything else.
Luckily, one of the guards� radio
went off, summoning them elsewhere. There was a large sigh of relief when the
door closed behind them, and Bobby and Jubilee were instantly hit by a barrage
of inquiries on if they were all right.
The two mutants only sighed, curling up against each
other and mentally whispering a prayer that they knew every captive wished for
night after night. The hope and strength to last until rescue or opportunity
for escape arrived.
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Ok, I know that people are reading this, so why is nobody reviewing? Questions,
comments and ideas are all welcome. Even if you hate it, let me know and tell
me what you think I need to fix.
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