The following is a very, very nasty, sick little story that
you probably shouldn't read because it's like, um, real bad and all (by
the way I'm a Professor of Grammar and Literature at Harvard University).
This story contains not only descriptions of non-consensual sex,
but also rape. It also contains male domination, female domination, anal
and oral sex (and straight male/female sex as well for all you
old stick-in-the-muds).
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shape or form, I figure it might be a good idea to avoid the story. If
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or emotional problems it causes... geez, do I look like your momma?
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Crimson Dawn Part 6/7
Jean wanted to respond when she felt the tip of Bobby's cock
press against her asshole, and saw Bishop's cock approaching her mouth.
But she was just so tired, and fighting would just tire her out
more. Without her powers she didn't stand a chance against them and
they would eventually get their way anyway, she may as well just lie there
and let them finish their business.
"Oh no," she murmured in any case when she felt Bobby's cock
pressing against her anus, trying to force the muscles to open up, to
relent enough for him to get inside,"Bobby, please don't, I...."
"Shhh," whispered Bishop,"You won't be able to talk with what's
coming, anyway."
And then his cock was pressing between her lips, forcing it's
way into her mouth.
- Bite down! - cried her mind, and instantly another voice in
her mind spoke up, - No, that'll make him mad. You know how big and
powerful Bishop is, he could really hurt you. -
As she thought that, her asshole relented enough for Bobby to
get the very tip of his cock into her ass. Instantly the muscles clamped
down on it, making him cry out in pleasure.
"YES!" he cried,"Not even an inch and already it's fantastic!"
He pushed forward some more, and with some effort managed to get
another inch of his cock - which he'd prepared with K Y Jelly - up Jean
Grey's tight little butthole.
Slowly, an inch at a time, Bobby pushed his cock the rest of
the way into her asshole, slowly, slowly until he was pushed fully inside
of her ass, his pubic hair pressed against her smooth, rounded asscheeks.
Bishop fed inch after inch of his cock into Jean's
mouth, force-feeding her his dick. She gagged slightly, managed not to
vomit, and then his cock was pressing against the back of her throat.
Bishop grabbed her chin and lifted her head, at the same time
unbending his knees slightly and moving up at an angle. Doing this meant
he could now push more of his cock into Jean's mouth, get it deep down
her throat.
Meanwhile Bobby was pulling his cock backwards from Jean's asshole,
feeling her squeezing butt-muscles tugging back on his meat. He mistook
this for eagerness on Jean's part, not realizing that it was simply the
natural response of the muscles in her rectum to grip down.
Bobby, feeling like this wasn't really rape since Jean wasn't
actively fighting it, grinned happily and slid his arm around her waist,
leaning forward at an angle so that he could more easily pump his cock in
and out of her tight little sphincter as Bishop fucked his long, thick
cock in and out of her warm, wet mouth.
"Mmmggllm," she muttered incoherently around Bishop's meat, not
even knowing herself what she meant to say. She let out a low, unhappy
moan again from around her cock-stuffed mouth. She was still in a state
of shock from being raped by Henry, now she was getting face-fucked by
Bishop and buttfucked by Bobby.
Speaking of whom, Bobby now had a good rhythm going, sliding his
cock in and out of her asshole faster and faster, his arm wrapped around
her waist. He groaned loudly, not bothering to mute his moans of pleasure
like he usually did when he sat up at night masturbating over his porno
mags. He'd learned to be quiet after nearly getting captured by Jubilee
one night.
But now he was free, free to fuck this woman he'd always lusted
after and damn the consequences, he'd cry out as loud as he liked and
shout his pleasure out to the rooftops.
Jean began running her tongue along the underside of Bishop's
cock as he continued to pump himself into her mouth, then stopped short
when she realized what she was doing. Instinct had taken over, when she
went down on Scott she always ran her tongue along the underside of his
shaft, and now here she was doing it to her rapist!
It probably didn't help that Bobby, in his misguided attempts
to make Jean enjoy her rape, was using his free hand to grind his fingers
and thumb clumsily over her clitoris. Usually such clumsy efforts would
not have much affect on her, but she was still sensitive from
her unexpected orgasm earlier and could feel pleasure building up in her
cunt even though she was being forcibly face and butt fucked.
She moaned out in anguish and unwanted pleasure, her body began
to shudder and jerk as her sensitive clitoris drove her towards yet
another totally unwanted orgasm. It hit her suddenly, causing her to
wrap her ruby-red lips tightly around Bishop's cockshaft and her ass-muscles
to clamp down tight on Bobby's cock.
"OH FUCK YEAH!" laughed Bobby, then with a grunt he thrust his
hips forward against her ass, burying his meat deep into her butthole
and shooting his cum into her bowels even as Bishop threw back his head
and let out a cry of passion as he ground his hips against her mouth
and got all of his cock down her throat, shooting his sperm down her
esophagus into her stomach.
And even as this was happening Jean was cumming, her juices
running out of her cunt, flooding down onto her carpet, running all over
her thighs and embarrassing her further. Something made even worse when
Bobby slapped her ass and happily and cried out.
"Not bad, huh Jeannie!?!"
"It was good," said Bishop,"I...."
"ARRRRGGHHHHHH!!!!"
They were cut off by a inhuman, bestial scream of total rage,
a sound that split their ears and sent shudders through their bodies.
Bobby and the until that moment half-asleep Beast jerked their
heads up even as Bishop twisted his head around. All of them looking
at the figure in the doorway.
The crouched over, muscular and panting figure in the doorway.
The figure in the doorway with inhuman rage in his face and
teeth clenched so tight it looked as if they would shatter in his mouth.
The figure in the doorway with three adamantium laced claws jutting
out from each hand.
Wolverine.
-
Dr. Strange sighed as he re-entered his physical body, he'd been
traversing the astral plane, searching for the entry-point between The
Crimson Dawn and this world.
"Did you find it?" asked Gomurr, concern on his ancient face.
"Yes," replied Strange,"As we suspected, it was in Westchester."
"Makes sense," muttered Gomurr,"When Logan and Worthington went
into The Crimson Dawn to save Elizabeth Braddock's life, that was probably
what awakened Kuragari. Young Ms. Braddock would be a coveted prize
for him, a more than ideal candidate for his Ultimate Undercloak, that
will be the cause of all this mess."
"We are prepared," said Strange, indicating piles of texts and
ancient books the two Sorcerers had been poring over all night, preparing
to traverse the Astral Plane and enter The Crimson Dawn, there to fight
Kuragari and hopefully despose him from his throne,"I suggest we spend
some time meditating, gathering our powers before we launch an assault."
"Makes sense again," replied Gomurr with a frown,"But I dislike
leaving it even a moment longer, who knows what games Kuragari plays with
his victims minds even now."
The two settled down to their meditations.
-
Bishop staggered back against the wall, clutching his throat,
a look of total disbelief on his face.
Then he fell, first to his knees, then flat on his face, where
he lay in a steadily large pool of his own blood.
The Beast leaped to his feet and with an agile jump launched
himself over the growling Wolverine. His plan was logical enough, if
he could get behind the short Canadian and use his considerably larger
bulk to lock Wolverine into a wrestling hold which would keep him paused
long enough for Iceman to freeze him in place or slow the flow of blood
which would knock him out.
Except Wolverine was prepared for the move, he twisted his wrists
on an angle that could be best described as painful and sheathed his claws.
The Beast did not notice and grabbed Wolverine by the wrists, thinking
that would be place his arms at an angle where the fiery runt would be
unable to get at him with his claws. He stepped his legs
through Wolverines wrapped them around his calves, which would prevent
him using his legs to brace himself and throw Beast over his back. And
Wolverine popped his claws, stabbing Beast in the gut.
Henry gasped in agony and involuntarily let go, and then the claws
were being plunged into his heart.
"Oh shit," gasped Bobby, seeing Wolverine turn to face him, his
face a study of rage,"Oh shit, Logan, I swear I didn't want to do it, man,
they made me do it."
Wolverine began to step forward, slowly, his claws extended.
"Now listen, Wolvy, you don't want to do anything you're gonna
regret later," stammered Bobby, his forearms becoming covered in an
icesheath.
Wolverine launched himself into the air at Bobby with a
bloodcurdling scream. Bobby panicked and fired a wild burst of ice into
the air. Had he been thinking calmly he would have frozen Logan's bones
in place or frozen his blood, but he panicked, which was why a few moments
later Bobby Drake was on the ground, coughing and hacking up blood and
trying dumbly to get his intestines back into his gut.
Jean was sobbing dully, she'd crawled over to her clothes, which
Beast and Bishop had pulled off her with sickening ease. As Bobby was
being dealt to by Logan, she pulled the shirt and panties which she'd
innocently worn up to the Mansion back an eternity ago when she and Scott
had come up so as not to embarrass Gambit and Rogue by catching them
screwing in the lake.
She pulled the panties on over her sore and sensitive butt and
vagina, then looked up at Logan, wanting to smile, wanting to thank Logan
for saving her. She could always count on Logan.
He remained hunched over Bobby, watching as the young X-Man sat
bewildered on the ground, trying to repair the damage done to his gut,
silently crying. Turning, he stared at Jean, his face still stern and
angry.
"Logan," she gasped, crying,"Oh thank you, Logan! I don't know
why they did it, they seemed to go crazy and I...."
"Come here, Jean," he said, his voice low and rough, his eyes
intense, almost seeming to shine with a faint, crimson light.
"Logan? What's wrong?"
"Come here, Jean," he repeated, his voice hard and seeming to
still shake with rage,"I'm tired of waiting for you, I'm tired of having
to settle for friendship, for watching you and pretty boy over there enjoy
your life with no thought for me!"
He pointed behind him at Scott, who still lay unconscious in the
corner, strangely enough he seemed to have a small smile on his face.
"Logan, I don't know what's happening to everyone, but we've got
to get to someone who can help, maybe Reed Richards or...."
"SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!!!" screamed
Wolverine,
and now he seemed like a complete animal, as if his humanity was totally
submerged by darker nature.
Jean was shocked, taken aback by his sudden ferocity. She took
a step back towards the door, almost tripping over Bishop's corpse.
- Oh no! - she thought in panic, making the connection between
Bishop and the deaths, - What if Wolverine was the traitor Bishop came
back to find? He fits the description, we didn't know anything about him,
not really, he's always been shrouded in mystery. -
If that was the case, she knew that he wasn't going to kill her,
at least not yet. History dictated that she would leave a
message beforehand, a message to be picked up by Bishop 80 years in the
future.
"Get. your. ass. over. here. now," growled Wolverine carefully,
trying to make himself seem calm, even as he slowly approached Jean,"I
ain't asking for much, Jeannie, just what you gave to these three and what
you been giving Scotty there for years now, you LITTLE SLUT!!!"
Jean's courage snapped at the sudden outburst and she turned
and ran in blind panic, hearing Wolverine's growl and knowing that any
second now he could be on her.
She charged down the corridor and burst through the doorway
leading outside, berating herself for a fool the whole time. Her chances
had been almost non-existent in the Mansion, outside, in Wolverine's
element, they were hopeless.
She got out past the driveway and halfway across the front lawn,
screaming for help in the hope that Rogue or Gambit would hear her, before
Wolverine caught up to her.
He grabbed her shoulder but didn't grab her, instead he pushed
her to the side, knocking her off-balance and causing her to twist to
the side, falling to the ground.
"Oh... no, no I.... gotta.. gotta go...." she cried, and then
she was being pulled to her feet by Logan. He grabbed the back of her
shirt and easily ripped it away, tearing the fabric and exposing her
breasts to the cool night air. Her treacherous nipples were already
erect because of the cold, and she gasped out when she felt his hot,
callused hand grab onto one of her large, firm breasts and squeeze it.
She could feel his hot breath against the side of her face as
he pressed his crotch against her buttcheek, feeling his heat and his
hardness through the thin material of her pink panties which suddenly
seemed extremely flimsy to her.
"Oh yeah," he gasped, feeling up her breasts and dryhumping against
her ass,"That's all I want, that's all I want, Jeannie, just give it to
me, just give it to me."
She slammed her elbow back into his gut, hoping he wouldn't be
expecting it. She managed to knock his wind out and launched herself
forward, making it half a step before he grabbed her by the head and
pulling her back. She squawked and her feet tried to continue, which
made her start to fall backwards, Logan wrapped his arm around her waist
and pulled her close to him again, his crotch once more against her ass.
"Don't try that again, you little bitch," he whispered in her
ear,"Try it again and I won't be so gentle."
"Please, Logan," she whispered, fresh tears spilling from her
eyes,"Please, not you, not you."
"FUCK UP!!" he screamed and pushed her forward, knocking her onto
all fours. She tried to crawl away but he was already down on his knees,
grabbing her hips and pulling her back. She felt one of his powerful,
callused hands grab the waistband of her panties and slammed the other
hand hard against her hip, holding her in place as he pulled back on the
panties.
With a ripping noise the thin material of her panties was torn
away, thrown over Logan's shoulder, exposing her firm, rounded asscheeks
to the short Canadian mutant.
- Ohpleasenopleasenopleasenopleasenopleasenopleasenonothimnothim
nothimnotLoganpleaseohpleaseIpleasenoplease!!! - her mind babbled crazily,
unable to comprehend this, it had been bad enough when Beast raped her,
but Logan? a man who, if it hadn't of been for Scott, would have been her
lover, her boyfriend, maybe even her husband. It was inconceivable.
But it was happening.
She heard a new tearing noise, knew that Logan had ripped his
jeans away with the same ease he torn off her panties. He forced her
legs open, kept her bent over as he grabbed his cock in his hand and got
ready to force it in. And until the moment that his cock touched the
opening to her cunt, she still didn't believe it was happening.
And then he was pushing himself inside of her.
End Part 6/7
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