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Jean
Grey looked around at the rubble that used to be a six story
apartment building. It had only been moments before when it had been
full of tenants at mid day on a warm Saturday afternoon in the city.
That was before the behemoth that was the Juggernaut rampaged through
the area. In an effort to avoid police from a robbery he had smashed
straight through the bottom of the building. Completely destabilizing
the structure. Jean had arrived on scene and much to the dismay of
the local populace and the police in the area she had set to work
stabilizing the building only temporarily with her telekinesis while
the local authorities executed a very rushed but she had to admit
very efficient evacuation of the building. There was a time years ago
were the strain of keeping a building up by herself would have had
her fainting from the exertion but now with the power of the Phoenix
beginning to show itself once more. Her telekinesis and telepathy
were greatly enhanced. When the authorities encountered people to
scared to leave it was a subtle shift of the minds that allowed it.
She even managed to keep the growing crowd of people under control
even though a well known mutant was in their midst. Even if she was
doing a good thing. When she allowed the building to fall she had
made sure to avoid any other structures. Taking a look around she saw
relief on mostly all their faces but she also saw what she always
saw. Fear and loathing on most of their faces. Jean took it with a
smile and was thankful when some of the local police came and thanked
her for her help.
“Thank
you for your help young lady. I don’t care what race or what color
you are. If you help save people you are fine by me” A very nice
young policeman said to her just as she as about to take her leave.
“Thank
you officer…... I just wish there were more who believed the way
you did” Jean was wistful but genuinely happy to shake the officers
hand. Wondering how it would effect the man in his professional life
but happy he had the courage to speak his beliefs. She used to think
that perhaps his beliefs would foster a new conversation among his
peers but history would suggest differently.
“If
you wouldn’t mind I would like to look for the monster responsible
for it. He and I have history” Jean asked.
“Of
course” The officer stepped away.
With
her telekinetic powers she took off into the air. To track the man
was always an easy feet. All you had to do was follow the sirens and
the path of destruction. Flying through the air she made sure to make
sure that there were no more civilians that needed help before she
came in sight of the man. The huge Juggernaut was currently making
his way towards the river. The police probably would have thought
they would have him cornered but Jean knew better. He could breath
and easily walk under water and had done so many times before.
Increasing her speed she made haste to intercept him.
Jean
caught up to the villain when he was only twenty or so feet from the
river. She landed in front of him which caused him to stop and smile
at her.
“Jeanie!!
how’s Chuck?” He said in his usually bullish way.
He
knew full well that the Professor, her mentor and friend was dead.
She took the insult and simply smiled back at him
“It
ends here and now Cain” Jean’s aura around her began to glow as
it did when she was preparing for a fight.
“Oh
Jeanie. Even the whole X-Men could not stop me and your out here
solo” Cain mocked.
Jean
smiled and let loose. A Phoenix raptor. The physical embodiment of
the Phoenix force the fiery bird spread out from her. So powerful was
the display that the police in the area stopped their advance. Jean
saw with satisfaction on his face fear. Cain had had run ins before
with her as the Phoenix and never fared well.
“I’d
say your bluffing red but I got my helmet on and know that you can’t
get into my mind” Cain visibly took a step back.
“So
why don’t you put down the money and surrender nicely” Jean
asked.
“No
can do red”
Jeans
Phoenix blast enraged and called out from within and around her.
“Not
an option Cain”
“You
haven’t gone all Dark and crazy Jeanie. You wont hurt me” Cain
mocked while stepping forward. Intent now on getting by her. A
confrontation was inevitable. Jean was confident but he was right.
Normally the entire team could not take him and she was about to go
toe to toe with him. A sinister smile appeared on her face.
“I’m
going to enjoy this” Jean stepped forward.
That
comment broke his confidence a little but he was set in his ways and
charged. Jean swiped forward. With her hands, with the power of the
Phoenix added behind her telekinesis she grabbed a hold of him and
lifted him from the ground. Stopping his momentum in his tracks.
Without his speed and ability to move he was nothing more then an
insect in her hands. He tried with all his might to break free as he
had done so many times before and managed to do just that. This time
though she was far to powerful and his attempts didn’t even
register to her.
I
gave you a chance” Jean’s eyes flashed with the Phoenix in them.
Cain’s Marko, the Juggernaut began to cry as his armor was striped
from him and then the gem that gave him his power. She took a hold of
it in her hand and with little effort destroyed the thing.
“You
will no longer be a threat” She tossed him to the side where the
police quickly grabbed him and put him under arrest.
“You
are crazy Jeanie!!” He yelled as he was shoved into a waiting squad
car.
“Be
seeing you Cain” Jean’s power returned to normal levels. With a
smile and a nod she took off into the air and made her way out over
the city.
Jean
wasn’t spending much time at home with the rest of the X-Men
lately. She just didn’t feel like being around much of anyone since
she came back to life she was without three of her closest friends.
Scott, her husband and love of her life was gone. Logan her confidant
and dearest friend also gone and her mentor Charles Xavier gone. All
gone and yet she had cheated death. Life with the rest of the X-Men
at the moment held no joy. She simply wanted an escape.
Lost
in her thoughts as she made her way around the city looking for
anything else to occupy her time.
[HELLLLPPPPP!!]
A cry came through her telepathy. Jean stopped mid air to try and
focus.
She
thought she had a location but as quickly as it came the cry was
gone. It seemed to come from an old building nearby. Jean decided it
was worth a look and took off. The building she thought the cry came
from was about ten stories but it was derelict and probably marked
for demolition she thought. A perfect place for squatters and all
sorts of people who didn’t want to be found. Jean was the most
powerful telepath in the world even without the enhanced Phoenix
powers. She as able to pin point it to about halfway in the building.
She started a wide search with her mind and found that there were two
floors in the mid building that were being shielded from her. She
could not see or feel anything inside. Wary of someone or something
that was trained and skilled enough to block her she proceeded
carefully. Shielding her own presence she made her way stealthy to
the middle of the building. Jean wanted to take her time and be even
more careful but the cry had seemed so urgent and then been cut off
so quickly she felt time was of the essence. Stalking through the
building she began to hear noises. Little chirps at first and then
underneath her she was able to see through a deteriorating concrete
floors a group of figures huddled around one other. She couldn’t
quite make out what they were saying but judging from their body
language and the tone of how they were saying it they seemed to be
accusing the smaller one they were huddled around of something.
Despite her best efforts she could not penetrate any of their minds
wit the shielding still in place. The hole in the floor and the angle
of viewing was far to small to make out anything more then figures in
the relative blackness of the abandoned building. Looking out over
the floor she was on Jean could see there was another hole that would
be directly over them. Making her way over there making sure to hover
int eh air so that there was no chance of her being heard she landed
quietly and had a look. Almost as soon as she did she had to catch
her breath. She knew these people. All except the one in the center.
“The
Crimson Pirates” Jean muttered to herself just under her breath.
The
Pirates were a formidable enemy who Jean had encountered a couple of
times before a long time ago. They were a band of inter dimensional
slavers who usually worked for Tullamore Voge. Voge was a warlord and
slaver who had conquered entire worlds and sold of the populace into
slavery. He was ruthless and a powerful Telepath. Jean along with a
few of her X-Men were once briefly under the control of him and the
people he had working with him. Voge was nowhere to be seen but his
presence was felt in possibly the psi-shielding around the building
or just in the mere fact the Pirates were here. Jean could make out
the pirate known as Broadside. A large heavily muscled green monster
that wore body armor on his shoulders and used firearms slings in an
x across his body for lack of any shirt. He wore an eye patch over
his right eye and as Jean knew him to do always carried a weapon of
some sort in his hand. This time it was a massive gun that Cable
would be proud off she thought. Next to him stood Bloody Bess. Bess
was a terrible threat as Jean knew all to well. When they had first
met Bess was the one who managed to slip what they called a slavers
cowl over Jean. The cowl was a monstrous device that went around
peoples jaws, connecting at the chin and then all the way to the back
of the head. Constructed of steel they were not comfortable and they
arched over the back of the head just behind a persons crown. From
there a cowl could be drawn over a person’s head down and
connecting back to the chin. Once on the wearer of the cowl became
instantly obedient and almost in a bliss like state, open to being
reprogrammed in any way desired. Jean remembered the experience well
and though being outfitted with one was not a priority for her she
had to admit the experience of wearing one was oddly freeing. Bess
currently stood in her silver, white and black body suit with her
sword in one hand and a gun in the other. Her white complexion almost
blended in with her suit. Red dagger like patches over her eyes made
her stand out though and her heels on her knee high white and silver
boots also made her stand out. Bess was a telepath though and that
could explain the shielding up around them all at the moment. She was
also super strong and agile enough to give Nightcrawler a run for his
money. Her long white curly hair only slightly contained by her black
captains hat she wore with a skull and crossbones on it. Around from
her was Killian. A large man almost as large as Broadside he was red
being. He wore gold colored armor all over his body. In certain area
his vein red torso could be seen and on his forehead he had five
golden circles two on the left and two on the right centered by a
slightly bigger one. Killain was the leader of this band of Pirates
and he was a force to be reckoned with. Strength, speed,
invulnerability and the ability to shoot chains complete with leashes
from his palm. Normally he would have some chains and leashes in his
hands to accompany his hounds. Hounds were slaves, often mutants
dressed in skin tight black latex with spiked collars and often short
cropped hair. Their primary design was to protect and do their
Master’s wishes which for the pirates often meant searching out new
slaves. Hounds were designed and often changed into having the best
tracking and hunting skills. Rachel Summers, Jean’s daughter from
an alternative timeline had been a hound. Never for the pirates but
Jean could still hear and feel the pain in her daughter when she
talked about those times. That meant there was only one other member
to be accounted for if they hadn’t been recruiting since last Jean
knew and read up on the. One member was to put it lightly. The last
member of the pirates was a group of three or four called the Sea
Dogs. They all looked the same. Small and green with spiked hair and
silver body armor. They were the transportation for the pirates.
Capable of opening some sort of dimensional right they could teleport
from anywhere to anything. They were strong and fast creatures as
well and them alone would be a threat. Combined with everyone else
the Pirates were a terrible threat. There was two Sea Dogs that
completed the circle around the unknown person. That meant there was
at least one or two lurking about. Jean expanded her senses but knew
it could be hopeless with the shielding in place. The person they
surrounded was small, just barely taller then a Sea Dog. Looked more
childlike then anything. With Maroon skin and ragged clothing the
creature seemed to be shrinking under their gaze. There was no slaver
cowl on it at the moment which gave Jean pause. Was this the cause of
the shout before the shielding went up? Deciding that numbers were
definitely not in her favor she paused and attempted to lean in and
hear.
“Wrong
move meat” Killain could be heard saying.
“Should
have stayed at home” Bess said.
“Let
me go” The creature said in a small frightened way. Sounded female
but with other species Jean knew to not assume.
“You
have been bad meat. All the females of your world are now ours. That
includes you.” One of the Sea Dogs chimed in.
“You
have taken my world” the small frightened one said meekly. Jean
could see one of the Sea Dogs was removing a cowl from their utility
belts. That was the last straw. Last time she had encountered these
slavers she was not even a fraction as powerful as she was now. A
sudden quick strike here and she would let them know in no uncertain
terms that her earth was off limits.
Before
Jean could react to anything she caught a momentary glance from her
right side. Something was moving quickly towards her. A feeling told
her to look left as well. She saw a similar movement there as well.
The other two Sea Dogs she mused. The one on her right was on her
just before the other. Prone as she was on the ground she rolled left
closer to the approaching one there but giving her just enough room
to use her tk to blast herself upwards. All hope of stealth gone she
brought herself to her feet just as the one on her right was on top
of her. She grabbed his wrist with her hands and threw him into the
one that was almost on her from her left. They crashed together
through a couple of crumbling walls. With another blast she was
through the floor and onto the rest of the pirates.
“I
believe she wishes to be rid of you pirates” Jean announced as she
swung into the wider room below.
“X-Men!”
Killain roared. He grabbed a hold of the young woman and through her
towards one of the Dogs who had the cowl. She screamed and thrashed
about. The Sea Dog though was far to strong for her and had the cowl
around her jaw within moments. The poor young woman’s thrashing
ceased and she stood docile next to the Dog.
Bess
acted the quickest trying to get a hold of her mind. Jean all to
ready for it and far more powerful sent a feedback pulse through her
mind that caused the pirate to scream and shock and fall tot he floor
barely conscious. Broadside the large behemoth maneuvered close to
her to try and punch her but he found his movements slow and then
stopped while she used her tk to stop him and then with a flick of
the mind sent him tumbling up through the floor she had just crashed
through towards the other two Sea Dogs she had just flung away. With
Bess down the psionic shielding went down. Jean could sense
everything from the minds of everyone in the building. Most were just
interested in fighting and capturing her. Killain was wondering why
there was no other X-Men joining the fight. Jean realized that was
holding him back so she took the opportunity to project into all
their minds that the X-Men were indeed joining her. Storm, Gambit,
Wolverine, Rogue, Nightcrawler. They all came to their minds and they
all tensed. Jean focused on the mind of the captured young one. She
was docile and standing next to the Sea Dog but Jean could sense
turmoil within her. With her senses Jean sought out the slave cowl.
She found a weak point in the construction and tore at it. The cowl
separated into two pieces and fell to the side. The Sea Dog watching
over her looked at it and the girl with a confused look on his face.
The distraction was all jean needed to send a blast of energy at the
pirate sending him hurtling back twenty feet. The girls freedom was
short lived as the other Sea Dog transported next to her and reached
for another cowl.
“NOOOOO!!!!”
The girl screamed.
Her
attention on the girl Jean didn’t notice the flashes behind her as
the first two Dogs rejoined the fight. They hurtled into her with
blinding speed and precision. Knocking Jean to the ground.
Momentarily losing her concentration. The images of her fellow X-Men
vanished from all their minds and Killain looked over at her now
fully aware that she was the only one in the building.
“Our
Employer always did say you were the best stock Phoenix” Killain
roared. Just off to the side the girl still screamed. Out of her side
view Jean could see the three now Sea Dogs beginning to stock her and
Bess raising to her feet. In the battle of the minds she could see
Bess trying to reestablish the shielding around her and her pirate
friends. Jean prevented that but in doing so allowed Bess into her
mind.
[Hello
meat] Jean could hear Bess say into her mind.
[Care
to give up now?] Jean responded.
Jean
saw images flash through her mind. Images of Bess taking others who
looked just like that girl and placing cowls around their heads.
Marching them off to be sold. She could see the look of Voge as he
counted the money coming in and the lust he felt for his own slaves.
Images flashed through Jean’s mind and then finally the image that
stuck out was off years past. In their first meeting. Jean prone on
the floor on her stomach. Bess straddling her and placing a cowl on
her. Pulling the cowl down over her eyes and face. Jean could feel
the suffocation and the mindlessness. The need give up control.
Despite herself jean couldn’t help but be aroused by it and
tempted.
[Just
stop resisting meat. Voge wont make you a hound. He always said he
had something else in mind for you] The voice of Bess in her mind
stated.
More
images flashed through her mind. Jean standing before the slaver
lord. Cowl over her head but drawn back so she could see. Heavy metal
restraints around her hands and feet. Chains binding them all
together. Vogue sat before her on a throne with some sort with a
collar in his hands. Metal with a flashing lights around it.
[Freedom]
The voice said. Was it Bess or was it Voge or even was it her own.
Jean was distracted enough that when she finally shock out of it she
saw that she was surrounded. The young girl had a cowl just being
placed on her. Killain had chains hanging from his palms. Bess held
her sword high and a smile on her face. Broadside had jumped back
down and come from behind.
“Your
power has drastically increased but even so against the might of the
Crimson Pirates just embrace your fate” Killain proclaimed.
Jean
smiled. Why did villains always have to some way or another always
have to sound so grandiose.
“NONONONONO!!!!!”
The young woman was screaming as the Sea Dog was attaching the cowl
to her again.
“Stop
that NOW!!” Jean demanded and let lose a short burst of telekinetic
energy. It didn’t stop the Dog, but before he could close it at the
chin the young woman started shaking.
“No!…..
get back!!!” Killain had noticed and ordered his pirates to step
back from the girl. She screamed in agony and then with a short but
blinding light she exploded. There was remains flung about she just
simply vanished but Jean heard her screaming on the psychic plane and
felt her anguish. The girl had killed herself instead of being taken.
If only Jean had taken care of these losers quicker.
Jean’s
anger flashed.
“MONSTERS!!!”
Jean’s voice took on an edge and an other worldly tone. The pirates
took a step back from her. The Phoenix force and flames screeched out
from Jean enveloping the entire floor.
“You
all will pay!!” Her voice showed no emotion and no care for the
pirates.
Killain
looked at the Sea Dogs for a moment and they started to teleport. All
four of them appearing in the air above Jean. The flames of the
Phoenix not seeming to slow their descent they kicked into her and
tried to punch her. So engrossed in the power was Jean though that
they might as well been kicking nothing. Standing there taking it she
laughed as they fell to the ground and tried to physically attack
her. From behind a large forearm appeared and wrapped around her
chest. Except Broadside couldn’t contact her body at all. She was
projecting a strong field around her that nothing and no body could
breach. Bess tried to infiltrate her mind and screamed at more
feedback. Jean sneered at the telepath in contempt.
“Try
that again pirate and you will forget how to walk and talk” Jean’s
voice carried a hint of darkness now.
Killain
tried next to send his chains at her but they bounced harmlessly out
of the way. The pirates looked at each in confusion and fear. Jean’s
fiery Phoenix wings enveloped them and she thought for a moment about
simply ending their existence. She gripped them all in her embrace.
Raising them all from the floor.
“You
should all die for what you did to that poor girl” Jean proclaimed.
“X-Men
don’t kill” Killain managed to say. Jean was beginning to squeeze
and they were all feeling it.
The
words rung true and immediately Jean reigned in her powers and
released them all. The Sea Dogs all grabbing their throats reacted
first. They swept her feet from her and Jean crashed to the floor.
Without a moments hesitation Bess still grabbing at her own throat
was on her back once more. Like that scene from all those years
before. A cowl in her hand she slipped it over Jean’s head and
clicked it together at the front under the chin. Jean felt the need
to just stop and stay still instantly. The need to obey. So fast that
it happened she was still trying to figure out why she had nearly
lost control. With the cowl on Bess reached forward and whispered
into Jean’s ear.
“Be
still meat”
The
cowl reinforced the order. Jean felt the need to obey. Inside though
she screamed.
“no”
She managed to say
The
Pirates were shocked. None had ever resisted the power of the cowl.
After the display of power she had just done the pirates stepped
back. Bess removed herself from Jean’s back.
“Be
still meat” Bess commanded again.
“No”
Jean’s response was far stronger and quicker then before. The
pirates stepped back further. Bess tried to get into Jeans mind to
help the cowl overcome her resistance but all she as met with on the
pyshcic plane was Jean. The Phoenix power threw Bess out of her mind.
“NOOOOOO!!!”
Jean screamed. The cowl exploded off of her face and disintegrated
before them all. The sheer power knocked everyone off of their feet.
When they looked again Jean was standing with her arms outstretched
and the Phoenix flames screeched all around her.
“Time
for a retreat” Killain announced. He looked over at one of the Sea
Dogs who began to teleport his fellow pirates away.
“You
can not escape me” Jean screamed and grabbed a hold of Broadside
and threw him away from one of the Dogs who was trying to transport
him away.
Bess
jumped on her from behind with the assist from a Sea Dog who
transported her there. She took another cowl out from her belt.
Before Jean could put up a shield the cowl was locked in once more
around her head.
“UGHHHH”
Jean cried. Losing control of her powers and dropping to the ground.
The mental control of the cowl trying to take hold once more. Bess
dropped next to her and placed her hands on Jeans cheeks. The pirate
leaned in and closed her eyes. Concentrating to try and get through
to the X-Man’s mind.
[Stop
it meat. You are a slave now] Bess communicated to Jean’s mind.
Her
mind was open to Bess but Jean was fighting not only the control of
the cowl but the telepathy of the pirate as well. Killain took the
opportunity to lash out with his chains from his pals. They flew
through the air and separated from his palm. They found Jean’s
hands on each side and formed metal bracers with closed hands around
them and then connected to each other with heavy shiny silver chain.
[Get
out of my head slaver] Jean cried through her telepathy. Her rage
sparked another rise of her powers. Throwing Bess from her and
destroying the freshly minted restraints around her hands. The cowl
remained for a moment while Jean struggled with the control but then
she turned to face them. Her eyes flared red and the cowl just simply
vanished from her.
In
the time it had taken the Sea Dogs had traveled home and informed
their Master Voge of the events. Not one to normally place himself in
harms way the apparent opportunity to capture Phoenix of the X-Men
was just too much to pass up. He traveled with one back to the
building and arrived just as the cowl disappeared.
“Oh
my” He remarked.
Jean’s
eyes full of rage turned from the pirates to the new arrival.
Recognition dawned in split second. Tullamore Voge had come in
person. The man was blue as his entire race was. Barely taller then
her. Fat and decadent in his appearance. His hair bald on his head
except for a ludicrous pony tail that reminded Jean of a children's
genie from a cartoon movie. Except his hair was red. At least on his
head. His eyebrows thick and bushy that curled upwards were black
along with the handlebar mustache and the pointed goatee. All made
his fat face look even more stupid she thought. He wore a long
flowing red robe with a bow tie for some reason and immediately hid
behind one of the Sea Dogs.
“YOU!!…..
You will pay for your crimes” Jean spat at him while she raised her
hands towards him. A flickering of red flame spiraling out from her
forearm in warning.
Tullamore
Voge played the scared villain but he was far more skilled and
stronger then he appeared. He was the last time they met better in
all respects of telepathy then jean was and in many respects then the
professor. His strength was also to be feared so Jean knew his
pretense for stepping behind the Sea Dog was little more then show.
[Still
as beautiful as ever] His mind entered hers. Jean tried to fight back
but she could sense in the real world the gathering forces trying to
come around her again and once more try and subdue her. Her defenses
weakened in the mind when she had to think of the physical battle and
that had allowed him in.
[Think
of what I offer you] Voge’s mind said through hers. In response
images began to flow through her mind. An image of Voge approaching
her with a new type of cowl in his hands. No not cowl, thought Jean.
This was a hood and collar combination. The collar and hood seemed to
be made out of the same material. It was shiny and black but seemed
to be more sturdy then a latex or rubber. Something even beyond her
own costume. The collar opened at the back and the hood zipped up and
locked with the collar at the back. In the image she saw Vogue come
up to her. Without any resistance Jean allowed him to place the hood
and collar on her. Once it was fully on and locked Jean felt a thrill
of pleasure go through. Unlike anything she had ever felt in her
life. This was full and complete arousal and an acceptance that this
was what she wanted.
In
the real world she had to clench her thighs together to prevent
herself from feeling it even more. The pirates recovered a little of
their strength.
[Show
her the next part] Bess’s thoughts came through. She had somehow
come back into her mind. In response she could feel Voge shift the
image from her taking the collar and hood to her being in a cage.
Barely big enough for a medium dog. Jean in her costume but still
hooded and collared was bunched up in a somewhat uncomfortable
looking position. Her hands though roamed to her sex and jean could
see in the image her crotch was stained with the wetness between her
thighs. Jean lay in the cage playing with herself.
Jean
felt her hands waver for a moment in the real world. Her eyes took in
the Pirates who were surrounding her again. All four of the Sea Dogs
now encircled her. Bess hung back slightly just a step or two in
front of Voge who smiled at her. Killain and Broadside completed the
circle around her. Killain with hands full of chains and Broadside
with his large gun cocked and aimed at her.
Voge
shifted the image in her mind. She now stood in front of him on that
same throne she had seen in an earlier image. He sat while being fed
something from a hound on the side. Jean still clad in her costume,
with the hood and the collar. Jean could see that her costume was
stained all along the lower half of her costume. In the image Jean
looked at the hound. She was not otherwise restrained except for the
hood and the collar. Jean shouted at her to fight but the image
refused until eventually the image of Jean turned to her.
[Freedom
in submission] The image of Jean told herself. The image began to
strip out of her costume to stand naked before the villain. Jean
watched as the image of herself stood and allowed an image of Bess to
come and give her some sort of new garment. Jean immediately thought
it was a hound suit and began to protest
[Watch]
It was the voice of Bess in her head.
The
image showed her take the offered garment. Image jean let loose the
fabrics. It was not the black latex of a hound suit this was a latex
suit designed to emulate her own. It was red with the phoenix in gold
over her chest and shoulders but this was much more form fitting and
there seemed to be little yellow orbs stitched onto it at her
shoulders there was one on each and then another down on the crotch
and then two more just above her knees. Image Jean placed the clothes
on and found that it stitched to her like a second skin with no need
for a zipper as it just bonded to her as she placed it on. Finally
she pulled it up over her breasts and it blended into the collar
forming a perfect lock and union. Leaving only her mouth visible.
Image Jean faltered and fell to the ground. The sound of her moans
piercing through the psychic plane between Jean, Voge and Bess. The
suit was giving her immense pleasure in the image.
Through
the real world Jean’s hands wavered further again. This time they
came down to her breasts and pussy. Just barely touching them through
her clothing.
[You
will not be a hound. You will be my toy] Voge announced. The image in
her mind faded to one of just Voge and her in chains before him as he
conquered worlds and sold more and more slaves. Jean couldn’t help
it through the images she felt immense longing, acceptance so much
pleasure.
In
the real world Jean’s eyes had lost their fire and her hands were
no longer just barely touching herself. But still she held them all
at bay with her powers.
Voge
kept the image of her in chains at his feet in her mind as hundreds
of others are marched past her in collars and chains in the mind. He
began to walk towards her in the real world and took out that very
special hood and collar combination.
“Careful”
Bess warned as he passed her. To which he gave a knowing smile and
nod. This X-Man was far to powerful for even all of them and only his
little gambit at playing to her pleasure centers had given him time.
This collar and hood were ten times more powerful then a standard
cowl but it did not leave the wearer mindless just forced them to
obey. What he had said was true. This one was far to powerful to
auction off. She would stand as his toy and trophy as a warning to
all of those who would cross him.
He
made his way through the encirclement. Jean’s eyes no longer red
with fury turned to him and watched again as he shifted the image in
her mind to the first one he had shown her. Of the collar and hood
going on her and the first tastes of pleasure. In the real world Voge
showed her the hood and the collar. At first jean tensed but allowed
him to come closer.
[Freedom
is submission] Bess said through the mind and Jean relaxed a little
more. Liking that thought more and more as the villain approached
her. Only an arms length away now.
“Freedom
is submission” Voge repeated in the real world as he came within
her arms reach now. Jean’s hands were still playing with her body
but she had tensed and they were barely contacting her body. She had
not raised them in defense though as he approached. Jean looked at
the collar and hood and she felt the thrill of the pleasure go
through her.
“Freedom
is submission” Vogue repeated again as he reached her. He stood
directly in front of her. If she wanted to she could hug him and blow
him to bits. In her mind she saw the image of her in the collar and
hood, right there in that very building.
“Freedom
is submission” Jean repeated the mantra.
“Good
girl” Voge with the collar unlocked and the hood unzipped reached
over her. He placed the collar around her neck and then placed her
hair through the hood. Jean watched as she allowed it to happen. She
watched the smiling pirate lord smile placing the hood over her eyes.
Her vision dark she felt he hood behind zipped and then she felt the
collar click closed.
The
feeling was not like the cowl it was something completely different.
The pleasure was the most overriding emotion. She felt it in her
pussy and in her nipples and even in her ass. A tingle of emotion
that was multiplying into full blown arousal with each passing
moment. Her mind quieted and all she could sense now was Voge and
Bess in her mind. She couldn’t bring herself to fight anymore. Voge
smiled and Bess broke contact with her mind.
A
Sea Dog transported in behind her with the exact cage that she had
been shown in her mind. Her pussy throbbed with need.
“You
will find pure bliss with me my beautiful powerful sexy pet” Voge
was disgusting. Jean couldn’t deny that but as he stroked her cheek
on the outside of the hod she felt pleasure. Words were lost on here,
she could not respond back. Her aura was gone now and the pirates
were relaxing all around as the Sea Dog dragged the cage in front of
her. Jean’s hands still tried to play with herself but now with the
collar and hood on she was more mindful and without the war being
raged in her mind she had more control.
“Why
don’t you sit down on the floor pet?” Voge asked nicely in a
sweet sign song type manner
Unable
to speak back at the moment because of the varied emotions going on
in her mind Jean also couldn’t resist the command to sit down.
“Are
there anymore X-Men around?” Killain was the one asking. He had
still not fully relaxed his guard and chains still hung from his
palms ready to chain her. Jean found her voice for this question and
found she could not lie. A portion of her wanted to tell him the
entire team was on the way but something told her not to lie. She
wondered if it was the power of the collar and hood or something
else.
“No”
She answered.
“Why
are you alone meat” One of the Sea Dogs asked.
“I
feel out of place with my friends right now” Jean couldn’t help
but answer truthfully
“Why”
That was Bess asking.
“I
can feel my power growing and it’s scaring me. Too much
responsibility. I just want to be happy” Jean answered.
“I
will make you happy” Voge seemed so sure of himself Jean actually
wanted to believe him. He took a hold of her cheek through the hood.
Jean couldn’t see with regular senses but she could see with her
other sense and saw that the cage was directly in front of her.
Voge
reached to her hood and pushed it up past her eyes. The pirates
tensed. Jean could see the ear in their eyes as her eyesight
adjusted.
“Crawl
into the cage Phoenix” Voge wasn’t quite demanding but there was
a certain command behind the statement.
“You
know I can lay waste to everyone here with just a thought” Jean
threatened.
“Will
you?” Voge asked.
“No”
jean answered and felt so small for saying it.
“Why?”
Voge pressed.
“I
don’t know” The answer was truthful.
“Then
crawl into the cage and then lower the hood back over your eyes”
Voge commanded this time.
Jean
looked up at the man. She had seen in his thoughts what he wanted to
do with her. She had also experienced the sensations that he would
bring. It was then that she realized she just wanted to feel good.
Her eyes downcast she nodded and crawled forward into the small cage.
It was a tight fit but she got all of herself in there. When she
looked comfortable enough it was Voge himself who closed the cage
behind her.
“This
is a special cage my dear. Made by my old friends the Goth. I don’t
know if you can feel it but it will sap your powers from you and with
my own changes it will make you quite…. Excited” Voge laughed.
It
was a tight squeeze but she felt comfortable enough. The cage itself
levitated from the ground and came to eye level with Voge.
“Don’t
be shy my new pet. I know what you want to do” Voge’s smile and
his inclinations were clear. He wanted her to play with herself.
There was a draw on her to do just that. Jean could feel it in the
back of her mind. A neediness to just push her hand down and play
with her clit and pussy with abandon no matter that she was in a cage
surrounded by enemies and slavers.
“Wont
give you the satisfaction” Jean managed to say from within the
cage.
“Oh
pet you already have” Voge laughed and motioned for one of the Sea
Dogs to come closer. Jean still hadn’t lowered the hood back over
her eyes and looked at the slaver.
“You
are a disgusting pervert” Jean could see into his mind just what he
had in store for her. Or at least what he had running through his
mind at that very moment.
“You
have no idea pet” Voge smiled and his mind was cut off room her.
Jean wasn’t sure if that was the cage and the power damping
beginning to take effect or Voge himself. She reached out to the
others in the area and found them equally void. Not sure if that was
some sort of shielding they had put up she tried to summon a blast of
tk just to rock the cage and found that to was not working. So it was
the cage.
“Satisfied
that you are truly our prisoner now” Voge laughed as the cage moved
along as he walked.
“I
climbed in here on my own” Jean reminded Voge.
“Quite
right” Voge looked at one of the Sea Dogs. With a wave of his hand
the Sea Dog created a portal. The pirates and the their captive made
their way through.
Jean
refused to pull the hood over her eyes as they traveled in some sort
of inter dimensional tunnel. The feeling in her body was one of pure
arousal mixed with curiosity of the tunnel. This must be how the Sea
Dogs travel she thought. Completely unlike any of the other
teleporters Jean knew but then again she didn’t know any that could
teleport through dimensions. Her hands moved down to her body and
began to play with her breasts and then her pussy through her
costume. Jean wanted to do it, the tug on her mind to do it was just
to much for her to ignore but there was a secondary reason she was
doing it. She was studying the tunnel and the Sea Dog who had created
it.
“Well
I’ll be” Broadside said from the side of her cage as they
traveled. The rest of the Pirates including Voge turned to watch her
as she had begun pleasuring herself.
“Just
a slut like most other woman” Bess spat the words out which seemed
odd to Jean but she couldn’t care less. She needed the release and
wanted to play with herself. The pleasure was just far to good to
turn down. In her mind she could feel Voge guiding her on and
encouraging her to engage in her lusts.
It
was hard to concentrate on observing the tunnel and the Sea Dog and
trying to pleasure herself but Jean was managing. Voge who had stood
behind her for the entire journey came to stand next to her head in
the cage that was still levitated off the ground in this dimensional
travel tunnel.
“We
are coming to the end of the journey my pet. I must insist that you
place the hood over your eyes now” Voge was not sympathetic in his
words but powerful and they were repeated over and over again in her
mind.
“I
understand” Jean said while continuing to play with herself. Taking
her hand away from her breasts she pulled the hood back down over her
eyes and over her nose.
“Good
Girl” Jean could hear him moving forward away from the cage. In the
tunnel Jean’s senses were not to be totally trusted and for the
first time she felt totally blind.
There
was a bump and loud pop. Jean felt herself somehow slow though she
hadn’t really felt herself moving. It was an odd sensation. The
popping sound was interesting though because assuming they had come
out of the tunnel she had never heard it from the other side when the
Dogs teleported in.
Her
senses were no better where ever she was. She couldn’t get a read
on where she was or even who was nearby. It was as if the entire
world was shielded from her but she could still feel Voge in her own
mind. Amusement being the main emotion he was showing at the moment
along with lust and he was counting. Counting what Jean wasn’t sure
but she felt the cage begin moving and felt a hand on the back of the
cage pushing the cage. She must have still be levitating. Voges
thoughts remained with her but she could feel he was more concerned
with something else at the moment and a distance was growing. Jean
wasn’t sure if that was because she might have been moving further
and further away from him in the physical world or if he was limiting
his contact with her mind. What she did know was that she didn’t
want to lose his voice in her mind. It was a sense of pleasure and
the more she went away from him the more she felt an uncontrollable
need to masturbate and to find her way back to him. A feature of the
collar and hood no doubt she mused. The other major reason was she
knew she was going to get lonely. She couldn’t make anything out
with her senses and knew she was going to be isolated. Oddly she
thought no other senses were picking anything up. She couldn’t even
hear anything. All she could do was sense the movements on the cage.
[Oh
don’t worry my pet that is the cage doing it’s work] Voge’s
thoughts came through her mind.
[I
also love how you are going to miss me for a bit. I will be in
contact with you always my new pet. I will tell you when you can
remove your blind fold but until then you can enjoy yourself] Jean
could actually sense a smile through the mental link and shivered a
little.
Confused
for half a moment as to what he meant until she realized she still
hadn’t moved her hands. They were still idly fondling herself in
the cage. Jean was immediately embarrassed. She had no idea where she
was and no idea how many people were now able to view her making a
fool of herself. For a brief moment she thought of stopping but the
lusts within her wouldn’t allow it and she felt a nudge from Voge
in her mind as well.
The
cage had stopped moving sometime ago and jean had felt no other
presences in the room for as long as that. If she was even in a room
she thought. With the blindfold she could not see anything and the
cage was masking her other senses. Her hands though and her fingers
had been busy. On the verge of her first orgasm she tried to stop
herself but she just couldn’t. Her mind screamed at her to stop. To
do anything but, but she couldn’t it felt so good and she hadn’t
felt good in quite sometime. It came over her and she let it consume
her body. She jerked with the power of it and came. So powerful it
generated two more back to back within moments and left her heaving
in the small cramped cage for breath. Unsure of if she was being
watched she didn’t care. It felt way to good and she kept going.
Another and another orgasm found her as her fingers worked her clit
through her costume. Her nipples were hard and she was sure quite
visible through her costume. For a moment she wondered if she should
unzip her costume for better access. Ruling it out for now she
continued to work and was rewarded with another and then another.
Jean couldn’t hear anything on the outside of the cage but she
could certainly hear herself in the cage and felt her own body
height. Her fingers traced her pussy through her costume. She noticed
that her fingers were becoming moist around her crotch area. A
momentary pause to reflect ton the discovery before her fingers
continued to work their magic. Another orgasm and she felt Voge kind
of reengaging into her mind. Fingers slowed slightly at that briefly
but her own lusts were in control now and they went back to teasing
at the same rate just as quickly.
How
many orgasms had she had. Jean had no idea. However she did know she
was exhausted but he flood of emotion through her was one of bliss.
Her hands had only really just fallen from her body and she had come
to a rest when Voge’s voice reentered her mind.
[I
can feel your bliss pet] Voge seemed happy.
[I
shouldn’t have done any of that]
[Yet
you did. You may remove the hood from your eyes]
Bracing
for the scene of being on display before the Pirates, Voge and who
knew how many other villains. Jean reached up and took the hood from
around her eyes. Rolling it up over her eyes she shielded them with
her spare hand and waited for her eyes to adjust. When they did she
thought maybe she as still blind. She could see the cage. The rusted
iron bars from the cage were barely visible. She was in a completely
black room with a single light shining down from the ceiling
illuminating her cage.
[Not
what you expected?] Voge’s voice in her mind.
[No]
Jean admitted.
[Perhaps
you wanted to be on exhibit like a common zoo animal] Voge had
guessed what she expected but she wasn’t sure that was what she
wanted.
[I
expected it. Not sure I wanted it. Where are you? Are you here?] Jean
asked.
“Of
course I am my pet” Voge came into the light around the cage.
Uncomfortably close in order to be illuminated by it. An entire side
of the cage was now blackened by his large shadow.
“I
can hear you now” Jean said.
“Yes.
Here everything is under my control”
“Where
is here?”
“I
believe you would call it a pocket dimension. This room is the only
thing in it. Time and space are all at my command here”
“So
why the lack of lighting. Self conscious?” Jean teased from the
cage.
“Ha,
of course not my body is a work of art. One you will get to know very
well”
“Haha
no I think not”
“It’s
why you are here and look what I have done to you already. You are
stripped of your powers. Caged in an unknown area. Cut off from help
and your costume is quite sullied by your own juices. You are
property of the Crimson Pirates and my personal slave” Voge seemed
so utterly pleased with himself.
“So
what now?” Jean asked.
Voge
looked at her and smiled. He placed his hand up and showed a finger
to ask for a moment. He stepped back into the blackness. He wasn’t
even gone for a minute before he returned with a large leather
satchel. He placed it down right next to the cage. So close Jean
could reach out and use it if needed. Opening the satchel he made a
show of it and allowed her to see from the inside of the cage. There
was all sorts of items in there. Some Jean had never seen before in
her life but others, she knew what they were and she could infer what
the others were from the contents that she did know. Inside of the
satchel the items she did now terrified her. There was dildos,
vibrators and bigger more rounded dildos that Jean suspected were for
her ass.
“You
can’t expect to use those on me” Jean asked with genuine concern.
“Eventually.
For now you will get used to them on your own. You will use them”
Voge suggested. Jean’s collar and hood combo immediately reacted
and she felt her arousal go through the charts but she was trained to
keep her head. There was a slight flush to her face that betrayed her
otherwise calm facade.
“You
are crazy. I have already humiliated myself enough”
“So
what’s one more thing” Voge laughed. He took a large dildo out
from the satchel. It was about eight inches long with a base about
five inches. It was thick with a shaft about four inches in width. It
was massive. A dark red color it looked to be visibly throbbing in
his hands. He pushed it through the bars of the cage and put it in
front of her face.
“Suck
it” Voge ordered. Jean desperately wanted to stop herself but the
lust and arousal within her amplified by his command through the
collar and hood overrode her sense. She took it in both her hands in
the cramped environment and began to suck. Tentatively licking the
head. Discovering that the dildo was made of some sort of material
she wasn’t familiar with. It tasted like strawberries. She half
expected the latex taste but this was a welcome surprise. Her tongue
moved around the head of the dildo. Not exactly the most experienced
sexually in the world. Having only ever been with Scott Jean was very
nervous about doing anything like this. With Voge standing and
watching her though she felt even more self conscious. Lust though
was a powerful motivator, her tongue worked around the surprisingly
accurate depiction of a penis head on the dildo before she took the
head into her mouth and sucked. Voge looking down on her in the cage
was becoming visibly erect but Jean tried to keep her eyes away from
that and focus on the dildo. Jean was not entirely sure what else
Voge wanted so she spent the next few minutes sucking on and licking
the dildo. Every time her eyes would go up to look at the slaver she
saw nothing but a smile and his hard cock.
“We
will have to teach you but so far satisfactory. I will leave you to
it. I expect you to familiarize yourself with all of those toys pet”
Jean
just stared at him while her lips were locked around the head of the
dildo. Voge left while humming a sweet sound to himself and departed
into the blackness of this dimension.
“I’m
not sure if I want to do this” Jean muttered to her self. As if in
response the collar and the hood radiated lust through her body and
she felt the need to wrap her lips around the dildo once more.
Another few minutes she spent on the dildo before she tired of
sucking on it. Her mind wandered to the other items in the satchel.
She reached through the bars and picked up the satchel. Looking
inside she pulled out one of the only items she was familiar with. A
vibrator that was shaped like a smaller dildo. Picking it up in her
hands and discarding the other much larger toy she looked at it. Her
own mind whirling with possibilities. Completely sure that she was
being watched she held it in her hands and turned it on. The vibe
came to life with extraordinary power. There was only the one setting
it seemed to be on what Jean would call extremely high. Imagining
that in her pussy made her wet at the thought and the collar and hood
seemed to love that. The allure of putting it in her pussy had her
hands reaching back behind her waist with her thumbs between her
costume and her body she began to pull down her lower half until she
realized what she was doing and stopped herself.
“I
will not play your game Voge” Jean turned the vibrator off and
angrily threw it back into the satchel. Shuffling as far away from
the bag as she could in the cage and placing her arms around her in a
protective cocoon.
[Rebel
all you want my pet. Face the consequences for it] Voge’s thoughts
came through her mind.
[Go
to hell] Jean responded.
[No
food or drink for you until you are more prepared to play slut] Voge
warned her through her mind.
[You
wouldn’t allow me to starve. I’m your trophy remember?] Jean
mocked.
[Quite
right but I am sure you can be stuffed and mounted to stand next to
my throne. What a sight that would be. Perhaps I will do that] Voge
seemed to be quite serious in her mind.
[I
wont do it Voge]
[Then
die. I will not return to you until you tell me you are willing to be
trained as my toy] Voge’s presence in her mind retreated but it
never left. Confident that for whatever reason this was the only
thing being left open to her from her powers. If she needed to talk
to him she could simply think of him and he would respond.
[Quite
right my pet. Think on it and when you do agree your first task will
be to get to know those toys. So I suggest you begin at your earliest
convenience] Voge seemed to be mocking her as he came right back into
her mind after she had reasoned that he could.
Jean
refused to think about him anymore and simply lay curled in a ball in
the cage.
Had
it been hours or days or even weeks? It felt like months. Jean was
dehydrated and starving. Her body was a wreck and she lay in the cage
in the blackness. There had been no contact with anybody since her
last exchange with the slaver lord. Her entire being was just wasting
away. Laying there in the cage she was currently as spread out as
possible in it. Her muscles had gone through a period of random
spasms that had thankfully subsided but now she felt them wasting
away. With her strength the way she was she knew she wouldn’t last
much longer. Perhaps Voge really didn’t mind just having her
lifeless corpse stuffed and mounted like some sort of hunting trophy.
She supposed it would serve the same type of message. He would have
one of the most well known X-Men as his trophy to warn any who dared
to oppose him.
[Voge?]
She called out in her mind. She waited a few moments and she could
sense that he had heard her but he was not replying.
Jean
lay in the cage. She would have cried if only she had the ability to.
Her body just couldn’t do it. She fell into a black hole and slept.
[please…]
it was a small thought in her mind. Regaining consciousness. She
forced it out towards Voge. Just begging for anything but ti was
answered with nothing. She was in and out of consciousness now for
the better part of a day. Or at least she thought it was a day. Could
have been longer. Jean knew that probably even at this point even if
she got medical attention she was going to die anyways. That was
alright she thought. I have died before. It wasn’t the thought of
dying that made her despair. It was the loneliness that had brought
her here in the first place. After thinking about it while in this
cage she knew that on some level she had allowed this to happen.
Their combined powers were not enough to contain her in the building
she was really just having fun throwing them around until Voge had
appeared and started playing to something she could feel. Pleasure,
and it felt good and she felt connected to him for providing it. So
she had allowed herself to be taken captive, she had crawled into
that cage on her own.
Still
though there was no response.
[please...just
some water…. I’ll die] Jean’s voice sounded small even in her
own head.
Nothing.
In
the cage Jean hung her head and sighed. Would being a toy be a bad
thing she thought. At least she wouldn’t be alone and she would
have some purpose to her life. Amazed that a tear could be felt going
down her cheek she wasn’t aware she had any water left in her body
to do that. She stuck her tongue out on her cheek to absorb it back
in and relished in the salty liquids taste for a moment. A half cough
later and she was thirsty and willing.
[I
agree] She sent out to Voge.
[Agree
to what?] the response was instant from the slaver.
[I
agree to be trained as your toy] Jean sent back while another tear
escaped from her other eye.
[If
I last that long] Jean managed to continue. The very effort seemed to
be using up her entire reserves of strength.
[Such
drama] Voge sent through her mind.
Around
her the darkness gave way to him walking through. He carried a chain
leash in his hand over her shoulder. He came into view with a smile.
Jerking the chain leash another figure came into view. It was a
hound. Dressed in their all black catsuits this one was a beautiful
female. Jean had a flash of seeing her own daughter in such a suit
and immediately felt rage.
“Now
now, I would like to explore that further when we can. I wasn’t
aware you had a daughter’ Voge taunted reading her mind and
answering out loud.
The
slaver pulled on the leash and the figure came to kneel by his side
right up against the cage.
“I
have already told you this is not your fate. This hound has a talent
you will appreciate. Reach out with your hand through the bars my
dear” Voge ordered.
Jean
tried to raise her arm but couldn’t do it. There was no strength
left in her.
“Oh
my and I thought you were just being overly dramatic. Hound!” Voge
jerked the hounds leash and the hound reached into the cage and
touched Jeans cheek. Immediately Jean felt her strength returning,
her muscles stitching back together and her mind clearing. The hound
was a mutant Jean thought. Or at the very least some sort of
superhuman. Her eyes focused her hood pushed back as she had doe so
long ago when she just wanted some sort of company in the cage.
Looking at Voge who smiled and then the hound who seemed to be
expressionless. Her head shaved with black almost tribal looking
tattoos from the back of her scalp almost to her eyes.
“Thank
you” Jean directed her eyes and comment to the hound. Voge took it
and smiled.
“It
obeys only me and does not talk. It is but a hound and only takes
orders from me” Voge jerked on the leash and the hound was pushed
back from the cage and the energy that he was giving to Jean stopped
but she felt like she had been fed every day and had wonderful
sleeps.
“Thank
you then I suppose” Jean admitted.
The
slaver just looked at her and grinned. He reached to the cage and
jean could see that he was opening it. He motioned for her to crawl
out which she was happy to do so. Still on her hands and knees Voge
grabbed her by the top of her hood and pulled her up to him. Fully
rejuvenated as she was Jean was sure that the fat slaver physically
was no match for her in a physical match but she could feel him in
her mind.
“Thinking
of already turning on your agreement?” Voge asked.
“Yes”
Jean challenged.
“Haha
by all means my dear toy. Try and escape. Strike me down. I have no
doubt that even with your powers so hampered you could do it. The
cage is not completely limiting them anymore and I know you can feel
that twinge in your body now just saying one great push and you might
be able to break through and use your full might. You might be able
to”
“So
what makes you so confident?”
“Because
I know what you are looking for. You are looking to feel and looking
for a family that will just accept you for what you want to be”
Voge said.
“You
think I want to be some fat inter dimensional beings toy” Jean
almost spat the words.
“Haha
yes I do” Voge challenged her and she knew that if she were to
attack she would be proving him right that she could break out and
that his other assumptions were possibly true.
“I’ll
stick around for a little bit” Jean admitted.
“Good”
Voge let go of her hood and allowed her to fall back onto her knees.
Jean got her hands out behind her to stop from falling to the ground.
“Then
you will get used to these toys” Voge looked towards the discarded
satchel. Jean was about to get up to take them in hand but a slight
look from Voge and his eyes told her she was not allowed up. Getting
the idea she crawled to it and took it in her hands.
“Put
it in your mouth and place it back next to the cage” Voge ordered.
Not
particularly liking that idea Jean looked at him with rage and
challenge in her eyes but a look back from him let her be aware that
for the moment he would not tolerate any more challenges. With one
hand she took the handles from the satchel and placed them in her
mouth like a dog fetching a bone and crawled the couple of steps back
to the cage and placed it next to it.
“Good
girl. Now back in the cage”
“Please
no” Jean pleaded.
“In
the cage and explore those toys. I will return later. Food and water
will be brought” Voge tugged on the Hounds leash pulling the cage
down closed and sealing it as he did it. Walking away the slaver lord
disappeared into the darkness followed quickly by the poor chained
enslaved hound.
Taking
a moment to kind of get herself together Jean lay in the cage. Tears
escaping from her eyes once more and flowing much more freely then
before.
“I
could have escaped” She kept saying to herself. Over and over
again. Finally she looked at the satchel and proceeded to take the
vibe out.
Jean
refused to take her costume off just out of pure spate. She did
however make her way through the contents of the satchel. There were
items in there that she couldn’t really grasp what they were for. A
pair of clamps that were connected by a small silver chain, with an
adjustable knob on them that increased or decreased the tightness on
them. Jean placed them on her fingers and tightened and loosened
them. Playing with them but not sure or unwilling to put them where
she thought they were intended. Dildo like objects that had pump
mechanisms to them. If she was being honest with herself she really
didn’t want to find out what they were for. Jean went through the
whole bag. Restraints, more vibes, plugs she thought at least and
other items all over the place within and out the cage she had played
with most but never once really bringing herself to orgasm with any
of them. She wasn’t sure if that was what Voge had meant by getting
to know them but that was as far as she was willing to do for now.
How
much time had passed Jean wasn’t sure of. She had been int the cage
for awhile now. Still though there had been no food or drink
delivered and she was beginning to feel the need for something.
[Voge
some food and drink would be really nice unless you want to bring
your hound back again] Jean transmitted to the slaver.
[Nice
to hear from you my toy. Some food and water will be with you soon]
Almost
as soon as the conversation was over, two bowls appeared before the
cage. Of course Jean thought, he had complete control of the area.
Jean looked at the bowls and realized one was water and the other was
some sort of gruel. Reaching out to grab a hold of the bowl with the
gruel in it she was met with a bit of pain in her mind.
[How
do you expect to eat that my toy?] Voges voice came through her mind.
[With
my hands it’s not like you gave me a spoon] jean replied aghast at
the pain that he could generate in her mind.
[No]
The order was complete and the way it came through her mind left no
debate that Voge wanted to no debate on it.
[Then
how?]
[I
am sure you can work that out] Voge left unsaid what he wanted.
Jean
looked at the bowls and realized fairly quickly what he wanted. She
would not lap at them like some pet. If she was not to be a hound
then she certainly would not eat like a dog.
[I
can’t deny that reasoning my toy. I will tell you then that it will
please me for you to do it now but I will tell you. You will not
always be expected to eat like that] Voges thoughts came through her
mind.
Jean
sighed in the cage. If she continued to fight all the time she would
not get anywhere.
[Fine.
I’ll do it] Jean sent through her mind.
She
bent down and lapped up at the water and then tried with her tongue
to get as much as possible from the gruel. Feeling so degraded she
took a moment and cried a little before bending down again to lap up
at the cruel.
[Good
girl I will be by soon enough my toy and you will be expected to show
your devotion again and again]
[I
don’t like that] Jean was honest.
[I
know but you will do it or you will be punished] Voge said sternly.
[I
understand] Jean felt small for even answering to that. Voge’s only
act to punish her so far had led her to agreeing to be trained and
with that hound under his control that could re-energize her he could
let her get right to the edge of death again.
The
bowls were empty. Jean wiped away a bit of gruel from her mouth and
stared out into the blackness. The satchel of toys still unpacked all
around her she felt like she was in some sick twisted fantasy. Of
course she was she mused, the fantasy was Voge’s but he was making
it all to real.
[I
am coming toy] Voge announced through the mind link. Jean had never
be warned about his presence and wondered if he had done it for any
reason. Looking around she thought perhaps it wouldn’t be best to
have all the toys laid about all around the cage. Quickly she took a
hold o the satchel and placed all the toys back in. The last of which
was just placed in as he came in the light. It was just him this
time, no hound with him but the big fat blue slaver had a grin on his
face that made Jean uneasy.
“I
am disappointed. Not surprised but disappointed” Voge said.
“What
that I don’t have a dildo in my mouth?” Jean challenged.
“Something
like that”
“Sorry
to disappoint” Jean stared at the slaver who simply grinned at her.
“No
matter, It’s time to leave this place. If you are willing to prove
your commitment to being trained as my toy”
“I
already told you I accept it but I will take any chance I see to
escape Voge” Jean warned.
“I
would have it no other way” Voge’s grin widened.
“You
will find it quite impossible to escape from here. You may escape my
grips but you will not escape my home”
“I’m
an X-Man. Impossible is what we do” Jean boasted.
“You
are a toy” Voge sent a shiver of pain through her mind. Jean
thrashed about in the cage from the pain.
“Stop
it” Jean gasped for air inside the cage. Voge’s psychic attack
taking away any of her defiance.
“What
are you?” Voge demanded. Increasing the intensity of the attack.
Jean
looked at the large blue slave lord. Sighing and accepting that the
pain would continue if she didn’t say what he wanted she reached
out through the bars still thrashing in pain.
“I
am a toy”
“Splendid.
Say it again toy”
“I
am a toy” Jean repeated for him.
“I
think we shall make that your name from now on. Jean Grey, Marvel
Girl, Phoenix, all far to good for someone like you”
“You
can’t just change my name!!” Jean screamed from inside the cage.
The pain from the psychic attack increased again.
“You
are nothing but property. If I choose to change your name you will
accept it” Voge’s voice was calm but the attack he unleashed in
her mind caused Jean to splutter and blood dripped from her nose.
“I
will no call myself that!” Jean managed with her eyes focused she
looked at the man who seemed to be taking perverse delight in her
torture.
“You
are toy” Voge’s words were calm once more but screamed through
her mind. Blood dripped from her eyes and nose now. Jean was on the
floor of the cage panting and gasping for breath. Head down looking
at the floor she grunted and moaned with each passing moment. Voge
sent wave after wave of attack through her mind. Jean couldn’t take
much more she was beginning to lose consciousness and was tasting
iron in her blood. Whatever was happening she was being injured
throughout her body. With some of her remaining strength she turned
to him and looked up from the cage. His fat face calm as ever as he
tortured her mind. For a moment she could see concern on his face as
her eyes flashed with the phoenix but she clamped down on it. Not
willing to let it fully loose even if she could within the power of
the cage. It vanished as quickly as it came and Voge’s grin
returned.
“toy”
Jean said quietly. The attack subsided for a moment.
“What
was that?” Voge asked.
“Toy”
jean managed to say with a little more strength now that the attack
was over with.
“What
does that mean?” Voge smirked. Clearly wanting her to say the whole
thing.
“My
name is toy” Jean couldn’t help herself. She was so weak from the
attack, she cried openly in front of him. Raising her hands to cover
her eyes she tried to turn as far away from him as possible.
“Absolutely
delectable. Say it again” Voge demanded.
“My
name is toy” Jean repeated again through tears.
Voge
laughed and pushed his foot into the cage right in to Jean’s face.
He wore some sort of pointed sandals that reeked of sweat. Jean tried
to push it away but she was still weak from the torture, he easily
kept it in her face.
“Kiss
my foot toy” He demanded and there was an edge to his voice but his
grin remained. Jean could feel in her mind he was preparing to
torture her again. Not wanting to go through that again. She tore her
hands from her face and wiped away her tears. Taking the foot in her
hands she brought her lips to the top of it and planted a soft quick
kiss.
“Hahaha
you are learning already toy” Voge took his foot from her hands. He
turned it upwards displaying the sole of the sandal to her. It was
filthy and smelt of sweat and dust Jean thought.
“Lick
it” He demanded. The edge was back in his voice.
Jean
looked at him but took the sandal back into her hands. Bracing his
heel with one hand and holding his toes with her other. Her stare
would have frightened the most fearsome opponents but right there and
then to Voge all it did was make him aroused. Tentatively she stuck
her tongue out. Moving her face tot he underside of his sandal Jean
was not sure why she was doing it but she couldn’t stop it. The
collar and the hood were telling her that it would be arousing. Her
tongue touched the sole of the sandal and she recoiled from the
taste. It was awful. She screamed it in her mind and Voge simply
smiled and shook his foot in her grip.
“Lick
it’
Jean
brought her tongue back to the soil. Deciding to get this over with
as fast as possible she took her tongue from the heel to the toes
over the soil. She wasn’t sure what she tasted and was trying her
best to not even think about it. The whole action was disgusting but
despite it all she was so highly aroused she couldn’t help but
linger on the end of the toes.
“Very
good toy. Tell me again, what is your name”
“My
name is toy” Jean said while scraping her tongue with her hands
that were now free since he had removed his foot from the cage.
“Hahaha.
Now it’s time to take you from here” Voge reached down. He took a
look at the cage and jean watched him. He seemed to be making sure
that the cage was secure and then with nothing else said or done the
cage began to levitate again. Coming up to Voge’s chest Jean could
look into the slave lords face much more easier.
“We
are about to go to the processing suite. This is where I spend a
significant portion of my time. You will be expected to perform for
me when we arrive” Voge warned.
“Perform?”
Jean asked feeling a little scared.
“Yes”
That was the only answer Voge would give.
“Thinking
about escape would not be wise” Voge warned. The cage began to move
as Voge did. Jean could feel the light disappearing and as it did the
blackness overtook them. Only for a moment though until she was
somehow in another room.
To
call this a room was not an accurate description Jean thought. It was
a massive cavern. With walls made of stone and some sort of steel.
The ceiling was at least thirty stories high. Directly in front of
her there was a massive structure. No it wasn’t a structure she
thought, correcting herself. It was a couple of giant spires that
reached all the way to the top but connected all along them were
small detachable looking green caskets. Translucent they were far too
far away for Jean to know what was in them but when her eyes peered
down to the bottom she got a good idea. At the base and in front of
the giant spires was a circular platform only about ten feet or so in
width. Elevated about ten feet off of the ground it had two small
obelisks on either side of it. The two of them had a series of about
five large lights directed in towards the center of the circle.
Everything was in a dark silver metal that seemed to almost blend in
to the steel and stone of the cavern. It was what was at the circle
and what was going towards the circle that interested Jean. It was a
massive throng of people walking towards it. They were a little to
far away for her to make out what was happening but Jean knew from
their last confrontation with Voge. These were some sort of stasis
chambers that the slaves would be put in. The green caskets would
keep everyone in pristine condition while they awaited their sale.
The circle platform and the two obelisks were some sort of scanning
and marking machine that would identify potential slaves powers and
weaknesses. Jean was sure it did more but thankfully she had never
had to find out.
Mind
so focused on the massive production area Jean hadn’t thought to
take an extra look around. To her left was just the massive cavern
that seemed to span for miles. Distressingly so did the line of new
slaves. To her right was a white platform that seemed to be made of
marble. It was raised about five stairs up from the ground with a
stone marble white chair or throne on the top. Where Voge no doubt
oversaw his production. It was pointed out towards the processing
plant and Jean wondered just how could a man take delight in
stripping so many of their freedom. Over her shoulder she took a look
back expecting to see the blackness of the pocket dimension she had
just come from but instead she saw nothing but stone walls. Some sort
of hidden doorway she imagined. The cage followed Voge as he moved to
his platform and climbed the steps. Jean’s cage never left his
chest height and followed him right up to the throne. Voge took his
seat on the throne and turned to watch as the cage came to settle
next to him on the throne. From here Jean could see that the circle
platform was being used one person at a time. Alarmingly now that she
was settled and having a better look. Most if not all of the people
were of the same race as the young woman who had killed herself
rather then be taken in the building.
“What
have you done to them?” Jean asked from the cage.
“These
were the Numeri. A peaceful loving people with the ability to
generate emotional fields. Quite well liked among my buyers”
“There
must be hundreds of thousands of them!” Jean exclaimed.
“Four
point three million to be exact” Jean tried to turn over in her
cage to see where the new voice was coming from but she didn’t have
the space. She knew who it was anyways. It was Killain. He walked out
in front of her cage. The huge man trailed behind a leash that a
hound came crawling behind him on. Jean looked at the slave. It was a
women in the same black latex catsuit with a bald head and black
tribal markings on her head. There was nothing in her eyes except the
attention of her Master.
“That’s
awful” Jean turned her head away from the mass of unfortunate
people.
“What
was awful was their pitiful attempts at combat” Broadside came into
view. His giant massive armored green form taking up her entire
vision.
“Let
me loose Broadside and I am sure I can beat the crap out of you”
Jean snarled. Angry at the masses of people below her being marched
to their slavery.
“Whelp…..
I will destroy you” Broadside smashed on the cage.
“Come
on big boy. Let me out and lets see what you got” Jean had learned
how to taunt villains with some of the best around and this loser was
easy to do just that. Her anger rising she may not be able to use her
powers and even out of the cage they would be diminished but she
could certainly hurt him and many more.
“Broadside
stop it” Voge ordered. The big green pirate instantly removed his
fists from her cage.
“Bad
toy!” Voge continued. A spark of pain blistering through her mind.
Jean cried out in agony.
“St...oooo….ppp….
It” Jean said through clenched teeth.
“Apologize
to poor Broadside” Voge demanded. The pain still lacing through her
body.
“I…...am…
sorry” Jean managed to say.
Broadside
grinned. He slapped down on the cage. His big frame ending down so
that his giant green face was on the side of her cage. Jean looked
him in his big dumb eyes.
“Already
broken huh meat” He teased.
Jean
glared at him. The pain was fresh in her mind and didn’t want to
risk another round of pain. She refused to answer and just tried to
look over towards Voge but the big frame of Broadside.
“HAHAHAHA”
The big green man laughed. Walking away from her.
“Is
that all of them?” Killain asked Voge.
“Yes,
once this last lot is processed the entire race will be enslaved. Our
buyer will be happy and will take delivery shortly after” Voge
talked about the millions of people like they were nothing more then
a product on an assembly line.
“Then
the plant will be ready for the next conquest” Killain stated.
“Yes,
which means you and your pirates must get to work and find new
product” Voge had a warning about his tone towards Killian.
“I
have had an idea about that but I am not sure you will like it”
Killian said. He glanced down towards jean. Listening quite intently
they all knew she was and he nodded towards her.
“You
mean to go after her earth again?” Voge sounded angry.
“Yes”
The answer was quick.
“No,
there are far to many who would interfere. Additionally I have other
assets already in place on that world. It is profitable enough”
Voge waved away the idea dismissively.
“I
understand but think of the profit” Killian pleaded.
“No.
We may look at it from time to time for select products…..” Voge
grinned at Jean in the cage.
“…..But
not a whole scale incursion. Find somewhere else” Vogues tone let
it be known he was not interested in talking about this any further.
“Yes
my Lord” Killain saluted and turned to watch the mass of people
being marched to the processing plant.
Jean
looked around and wished with all her might she could prevent them
from ever going back to her world but her thoughts resided more on
the poor people before her. A new more lithe figure appeared next to
the cage. Jean didn’t need her super powers to know that this was
Bloody Bless. There was something draped across her forearm. It was
blue but seemed to have some orange on it as well. Tiny small globes
of yellow were on it as well.
“As
you requested my Lord. A new suit from the Goth with your requested
adjustments” Bess said. She gave the new attire to Voge who
accepted it.
“Thank
you Bess” Voge rouse from the throne and approached Jean in the
cage.
Seizing
the cage door Vogue looked at Jean in the cage.
“What
is your name?” He asked.
Jean’s
cheeks flared in rage and in shame. She refused to answer for a
moment but the look on his face let it be known that he would not
tolerate any disobedience at the moment in front of the pirates.
“My
name is toy” Jean answered.
All
the pirates around her laughed and Jean wanted to implode from shame.
Vogue chuckled at her shame and grasped the cage door. He pulled it
open and beckoned her forward.
“Are
you crazy Voge. Even with the collar on she is a major threat”
Broadside who only moments before was laughing and threatening to
fight her now seemed afraid for his life.
“You
wont attack will you my pet?” Voge asked. Jean shook her head no.
Again not willing to risk the punishment at the moment.
Crawling
out of the cage Jean wanted desperately to rise to her full eight but
there was a circle of pirates around her and Voge would not allow her
to stand up. The hood and collar around her neck were taken in his
hand and she felt them being removed.
“Are
you nuts?” Bess jumped back and removed her weapons.
“She’ll
destroy us all” Killian raised his palms and more chains emerged.
His hound snarled.
“Silence”
Voge snapped.
The
collar and the hood came off. Jean felt the rush of her powers coming
back to her. Her eyes blazed with her power and her aura blazed anew.
The pirates and even Voge took a step back. With her power restored
she found herself floating just a couple of inches from the ground
and stretched her body.
“Sea
Dogs!” Voge cried. There was no fear in his voice but there was a
certain emergency to it. Four of them appeared near them
“Create
a portal back for her” Voge ordered. The pirates did just that.
“You
can go back toy, be alone without purpose….” Voge waved towards
the portal.
“….
Or you can stay here, feel pleasure and know that you provide me with
pleasure” Voge offered.
Jean
looked around and saw that Voge was unfolding the garment that Bess
had given to him. It was a solid blue catsuit that didn't seem to
have any seams. From her toes to her head it would engulf her in it.
The lights on it were at her shoulders and her thighs. Orange was in
her phoenix symbol over her chest. This she supposed was the changes
that Voge had requested. He held it aloft from the shoulders
displaying it to her. It was a good approximation of her costume she
had to admit except for hers was red with a yellow phoenix over her
chest as opposed to the blue with the orange. Remembering what the
others had explained about the Goth suits that they had been forced
to wear while under the control of the Goth and the pirates, she
suspected that the blue was more functional then anything. Perhaps
the suits which she knew completely dampened a persons power could
only be made with that blue material.
“I’ll
admit my toy that the colors are not to match but I think it gets the
point across”
“Yeah
that being it’s me under all of that” Jean countered.
“Of
course” Voge laughed.
Looking
out over the throngs of poor Numeri Jean couldn’t help but think of
the poor young woman who would rather die then to be their slave. She
was being offered a choice and she was actually considering. The pain
she had felt from that poor girl was real so was the fear. Even if
she did power up and take out Voge and the pirates and who knows who
else was around she had no idea how to get back home and she refused
to influence a mind of the Sea Dog to do that.
“Of
course my dear you have no choice” Voge was as always on the edges
of her thoughts. Tracking everything that was going through her mind.
Explained his confidence in letting her loose. In his mind he had
manipulated her into only one choice. Jean had no choice but to
agree.
Hands
reaching out she took a hold of the suit that Voge held in his hands.
Jean looked around and sighed.
“I’ll
stay”
“As
I knew you would. Strip!” Voge demanded.
“Excuse
me?!” Jean held the attire in her hand and nearly threw it to the
ground in disgust. With her mind she could Voge trying to probe deep
into her but with her being out of the cage and the hood and collar
off she was back to full strength and easily deflected his probes.
There was no way he would be able to inflict pain on her unless she
allowed it.
“You
heard me. If you are staying. You are staying as my toy. So you will
do as told. If not then by all means try and escape. Create as much
chaos as you like but you will not save them all and you will not be
able to get home anyways” Voge taunted.
Looking
at Voge and then turning around and looking at all the pirates. They
had all armed themselves but she could see in their faces they knew
if she choose to attack there was very little they could do to stop
her. Looking out over the people still being marched into the
processing area Jean despaired. Even with all her power and even if
she found a way to travel through those dimensional doorways she
would not be able to do it long enough to transport millions home.
Just far to many people to care for and convince that she was trying
to help and the pirates would keep coming after her. She would be
forced to kill and she did not wish to do that. The costume she had
in her hands she knew once it was on her it would deprive her of her
powers once more. She would be covered, head to toe and would be
completely blind once more. Storm had told her that the cowls that
they used could also be used to recondition the mind. Not entirely
sure if the suit she was holding would have that ability but she knew
that ultimately Voge wanted her trained to how he wished and that
would mean some sort of conditioning.
“Ummmm
well at least give a girl some privacy” Jean remarked.
Voge
smiled.
“No”
Was his reply. The pirates around her didn’t loosen their stances
but Voge seemed to a little. There was two ways for Jean to get in
and out of her costume. One was the old fashioned way, there was a
hidden zipper at the back starting just above the small of her back
that would go right up to the back of her neck. She could then pull
her arms out and then step out of the costume. Like every other
heroine out there she did not wear any underwear. It only served to
upset the lines of the costume which would generate an impurity that
would lessen the effectiveness of the suit. The other way was with
her power she could simply think it away and it would vanish in a
thought. This would be the best way for her to avoid any humiliation
and get it done with quick but she also knew that Voge wanted her to
be shamed and humiliated and would prefer the old fashioned way.
After musing on it for a moment Jean decided that she would not give
him a show right now.
A
flash of light encompassed her. She felt the pirates stiffen for an
attack and even had to keep one of the Sea Dogs back with a tk wall
to prevent him from attacking her. In their minds they felt betrayed,
in Voge’s mind she felt that betrayal as well. For a fleeting
moment she thought about using the distraction to begin an escape
attempt but her mind focused on the still hundreds of thousands of
people she would have to corral while under assault. It just wasn’t
possible. The light faded around her and jean stood nude in a wider
circle then when she started but still completely surrounded by the
pirates and the slaver. Standing directly in front of Voge she kept
an arm over her chest and her free hand over her pussy. Her perfectly
shaped ass was bare for all to see. Not that her costume didn’t
showcase it anyways before but now there was no covering it and Jean
had to leave it bare or she would either expose her chest or pussy.
Voge
who had been shielding his eyes from her light finally took her all
in. Jean Grey stood before him nude. An arm draped over her chest and
hand covering her pussy to maintain some semblance of dignity. The
costume that he had had made for her still clung in her hand and hung
from her side from the hand draped across her chest. Around her the
pirates were also getting their sight back and as equally shocked to
find that they had not been attacked and now before them stood the
lovely nude form of Jean Grey.
“Don’t
be shy toy. Hands at your sides” Voge commanded. His voice was calm
and his stance was relaxed but Jean could feel from him the
excitement and the lust she was now generating for him. It didn’t
take a telepath to know what he had in store for her. Shuttering at
the thought she obeyed and lowered her arm first away from her chest
and then moving her other hand from her pussy and placing them out to
her side. The pirates who were at her back moved around to get a
better look. Jean felt like she was on exhibit.
Voge
took in her beauty and relished in it. The things he would do with
his new toy were flooding through his mind. He only let a few of them
come tot he front of his mind. All to aware that she would be
scanning his mind and he didn’t want to give away all his plans for
her. Her chest was perfect he thought. Large but not overly so, a c
cup or perhaps a d. Her nipples were dark and seemed to be in direct
contrast to her milky white skin. When he turned his gaze downwards
he was happy to see that she had a large but trimmed pubic hair
region of natural red hair. Immediately a plan for that came to mind
and he smiled. Her pussy was tight, with her lips engorged and looked
to be almost impossibly tight without any hand from her body. Voge
licked his lips and smiled broadly.
“Most
beautiful my toy” His compliment was certainly earnest. Jean had
only ever allowed Scott to see her naked and found that here on this
marble platform she was nude not only in front of Voge and his
pirates but also if anyone from the masses below looked up they would
see her as well. The thought was both exciting and terrifying.
“Ummm
thanks… I guess” Jean stammered.
“Look
at that…. A shy X-Man” Bess snorted and laughed. The rest of the
pirates joined in with her. A stern look from Voge stopped them.
Jean
felt the need to strike out at them. Her aura returned to full power
and she looked out towards Bess. The pirate’s normally pale
complexion seemed to grow paler under Jeans glare.
“Enough
of that” Voge demanded. It brought Jean’s attention back to him.
“Come
closer” Voge commanded.
Inching
a couple of feet closer to him on the platform so that she as just
out of arms reach Voge seemed to be annoyed at that. He reached out
and took a hold of her and pulled her forward so that she was only a
foot away from him. His large blue frame dominating her vision.
“Spread
your legs” He demanded. Voge moved to sit on the edge of his seat
giving him the ability to reach out and grab her virtually anywhere.
Slowly
she opened her legs in front of him. So ashamed he had to turn her
head away from him. Voge looked out to Bess with a nod and the pirate
came to stand next to Jean. Taking a hold of her head in her hands
Bess forced Jean to turn and look directly into Voge again.
“Wider
toy” Voge demanded again. Jean spread her legs another couple of
inches. Unhappy with the distance Voge reached out and took her inner
thighs in both his hands. Jean nearly yelped in discomfort. No other
man had ever touched her down there and certainly never quite so
forcefully. He smacked her thighs apart until her legs were a good
four to five feet apart. Bearing her pussy to him and with Bess’s
grip on her head she had no choice but to look at him. Shame ran
through her, her eyes closed. Voge removed his hands from her thighs.
Happy that his touch was no longer there Jean didn’t even sense
where his hands were going until she felt the slaps on her breasts.
Her eyes darted open and the phoenix flared in them. Voge laughed and
continued to smack her breasts.
“Eyes
open toy” He commanded. All she could see was his nasty large blue
form but she knew the masses still congregated below on their way to
the processing center. She could blow Voge and his pirates to ashes
with one strike right here and now. It would be easy she thought.
Something kept stopping her. It was her own desire to feel something
again, the pleasure that she had to admit was there in the way she
was being handled. She actually liked it and she knew that she would
hurt innocents if she were to attack. So she opened he eyes and
looked at him. A mixture of hate and acceptance in her eyes. Tears
fell from her cheeks.
“Now
play with yourself” Voge ordered. The words were barely out of his
mouth when Jean started to full on cry.
“No
Please… that’s so intimate…. No one has ever seen that” Jean
begged.
“I
will not ask again toy” Voge calmly replied.
The
aura of Jeans power faded and she started to sob. Brushing aside
Bess’s hands on her head she handed her the new costume to free her
hands. Reaching down to her pussy and nipples Jean tried to compose
herself. Stifling a sob and then with a giant breath of air she
started to pleasure herself in front of Voge and his pirates. Knowing
not to close her eyes she looked into his as her finger traced around
her clit. The other hand began to twit and playfully squeeze her
nipple. The pirates just stood and watched as she did all of this.
Before her Voge sat back into his chair and watched pleased as the
clearly inexperienced woman pleasured herself in front of him.
Training was required for her to fully be the sexual toy that he
wanted but he had the time and the experience to do so. A nod to Bess
exchanged a thought, the pirate smiled and moved closer to Jean.
Without any words the pirate reached around the X-Man and took a hold
of the other breast that Jean wasn’t playing with.
“Whaa!!?”
Jean didn’t stop but clearly didn’t like being groped by the
pirate.
“Like
this meat” Bess instructed. Jean frowned for a moment but looked
down and saw that Bess was using her fingers to trace around Jean’s
nipple and then she would give a slight twist and then trace again.
Bess repeated the action a couple of times before she then lightly
slapped the nipple. It was not painful as a matter of fact Jean found
it quite pleasurable. Trying to mimic Bess’s actions on her own on
Jean altered her tactic and found it far more pleasurable.
Bess
took it a step further after another nod from Voge her other hand
reached down and took a hold of Jean’s that was trying to play with
her pussy. Grabbing a good hold of her hand Bess interlaced her
fingers with Jean’s and started to trace around jean’s clit with
her own but she slowed the pace down and lingered in certain areas.
Jean’s breathing immediately intensified. Another finger of Bess’s
intertwined with Jean’s index finger and guiding it towards her
pussy. Bess placed Jeans finger around her lips at first. Just
tracing along the edges like she had done with her clit. After a few
moments of that Bess took Jean’s finger, slowly yet gently for the
pirate slipped it into Jean.
“OHHH!!”
Jean cried in pleasure. Bess worked Jean’s finger only as far as a
fingernail in and then pulled it out. Traced around her lips again
and then back in just a little bit more this time. With each trace
Jean’s breathing and heart rate increased. She could feel the
pleasure and the arousal in herself. Her eyes now looking down and
taking in all that Bess was showing her with her own body. Bess’s
fingers still intertwined moved Jean’s thumb to her clit and had
her rub over it. The instant pleasure was felt through her. Jean
almost stumbled because she had expected that. Before her, her eyes
caught a sight of Voge smiling and watching with every fiber of his
being. Bess guiding her finger back into her pussy and Jean squirmed
in the pleasure of it. As she did that the thumb came back over her
clit and the fingers continued to play with her nipples. Jean could
feel an orgasm approaching and despite the conditions and the people
that were doing this to her she was more then willing to humiliate
herself and have it right now in front of them on that platform if
only to experience it.
“Stop”
Voge commanded. Jean wasn’t aware but even though she hadn’t
closed her eyes she had entered an almost dreamlike state before she
as about to cum. Now her body desperately wanted it. Bess still had
her hands intertwined with her own and she tried to move her hips a
little to get her and Bess’s hands back to touching her.
“Please
just a little bit more. I was so close” Jean pleaded.
“No”
Voge stated firmly, he retrieved the new costume from Bess who had
given it to one of the other pirates. Bess disconnected herself from
Jean. Not before giving her a wink and a smile. Jean couldn’t help
but blush. Jean had backed away a couple of feet just as she
stopped. Voge tossed her the new suit.
“Put
it on”
Jean
grabbed a hold of the suit and turned it all over looking for some
sort of zipper or something so that she could obey.
“How?”
She asked annoyed.
“Ah
forgive me. It is keyed to only my genetic signature” Voge motioned
for her to give it back to him. The slaver took the garment in his
hand and turned it so that the back was facing him and the front
facing Jean. She had to admit again to herself that the design of it
was certainly not going to leave any doubt as to who was under there
with the bright range phoenix emblazoned across the chest. It was
difficult to see what Voge was doing but he seemed to be grabbing the
suit by the neck. He traced a line down the back of the suit with his
finger and then threw it back to her. Jean caught it in one hand and
turned it around to see that the back had been opened from the top,
which included the hood. All the way to where her butt would be. She
could now easily step into it and place the arms and legs on and then
the hood which offered no holes for breathing or seeing. That scared
her slightly until she reasoned he would not kill her. Jean took it
and first stepped into it. Getting one foot in and then another like
a pair of pants. Except this was a full body catsuit that seemed to
mold to her body as it contacted with her skin. Her toes encased in
the suit she felt it as squishy yet comfy. Pulling it up over her
legs like a pair of nylons the suit continued to just conform to her
body like a second skin. Thankful to finally have at least some
covering no matter how tight Jean pulled it up to her thighs. Finally
over her pussy and waist she stopped there. Taking the left side of
the suit she put her hands in. Unlike her toes which seemed to be
almost in mittens the hands on the suit had individual finger sockets
for her to get her digits through. Once all five fingers were encased
she pulled it up over her forearm and elbow, then to her shoulder.
Repeating the process with the other arm brought the front of the
suit right up and over her stomach and chest and finally encased in
it from neck to toe. The hood was in two pieces which she grabbed
from behind her like a hoody and pulled it up over the back of her
neck and head and to her forehead.
“Anything
else you want before I am sealed in?” Jean asked with no hint of
sarcasm just concern that she didn’t want to be punished.
The
slaver laughed and edged tot he front of his seat once more.
“Not
at the moment my toy” Voge motioned for her to continue. Jean took
the two pieces and brought them down over her eyes, nose and mouth.
Stopping at her chin because she wanted to make sure she could
breath. The fit was so tight She was sure the outline of her lips was
actually like a crater on the front of the suit. She found though
with no problem she could breath. Taking it over her chin she brought
it back to the bottom of her neck were it seemed to fold into the
suit and left no seams. Jean tried to talk through the suit but found
all she could do was choke when she tried.
“Oh
yes there will be silence from you” Voge laughed. Jean couldn’t
see anything but she still knew that no one had moved. So concerned
about that suit and air she didn’t immediately notice that the
voices of her telepathy were gone and she felt weak.
There
was a silence for a few moments before Jean felt something being
placed around her neck. Inwardly she knew what it was. He was placing
a collar around her throat but she didn’t want to believe it.
[That
is correct my toy] His thoughts came right into her mind again.
[Why?]
[Because
I desire it. Would you like to see?] He replied.
[You
have made that impossible for now] Jean almost pouted in her own
mind.
[I
can send you the image of what I see through my eyes right now] Voge
offered.
Jean
didn’t have a chance to respond. Voge sent an image of her into her
mind. If Jean could have gasped she would have. The image in her mind
could not possibly have been her. A blue and orange encased
curvaceous woman. Her hair was well encased behind her in the hood,
making her look bald but the overall effect was so arousing Jean
couldn’t help but feel the flush in her body. A black spiked collar
around her throat with a chain leash that went out from the collar
towards the viewer. Probably because Voge was holding the leash Jean
thought. Her breasts were defined and never would she have thought
she could look so busty. Her nipples, erect clearly visible through
the suit. Jean struggled with that, but couldn’t deny the exposure
and the fact people could see them made her wet. Looking further down
she saw that her sex too was framed and clearly visible for all to
see. The exposure was almost to much for her shame but it certainly
made her feel far more aroused.
[Just
one last change for now] Voge announced. Jean wasn’t sure what he
meant but she felt something happening on her body. On her wrists she
felt a tingling and the same on her ankles.
The
image in her mind changed. Now on her wrists and ankles she had dark
black steel restraints connected by chains. Jean looked every but the
bondage slave and that thought made her hot.
[You
are making me hot] Jean confessed.
[Good.
Lets of for a walk]
[A
walk? I can’t see anything] Jean said in her mind incredulously.
[I
will be your eyes toy and I think it’s time the people saw you] The
sneer on his face was visible through her mind and Jean cringed. To
be publicly humiliated so was something she wasn’t sure she could
bare.
[Oh
I think you can my dear toy. You are already hot and bothered because
of it] Jean hated that he had access to those thoughts.
[Not
that they can see your beautiful face. Though I could make that
possible if you wished.] Voge reasoned with her.
[No!]
Jean screamed in her mind.
[Furthermore
where I want you is not on the platform at the moment] Voge
continued.
[Why?
don’t want me to interrupt your slave trade?] Jean accused.
[Well
yes. There is still about a days worth of processing left and then
the whole lot of them are to be shipped out to make way for new
slaves. So I don’t want you distracting my men and getting ideas
about saving them] Voge said.
[If
I was going to save them Voge I would have done it just now] Jean
admitted.
[Yes,
which leaves me wondering why not] Voge tried to probe deeper into
Jeans mind. Without her powers Jean had no choice but to allow him.
All he found was lust, confusion and yearning. It was the sound of
him chuckling in her mind that hurt. Jean really did feel those
things.
[Then
lets walk] Jean suggested.
The
walk through the processing facility was an odd one for Jean.
Perceptions of the people and things around her were feed to her from
Voge through the mind. Anything he did not want her to see he simply
omitted and she could tell he was doing so when the scenes became
narrower or all together dark. Jean had done sensory training like
this with the professor when she was a young girl but obviously never
while bound in such a kinky and exposed way and certainly she as
never led through the school on a leash. Oddly she found the whole
experience to be very erotic and Voge in a disgusting way was
charming in a way. Her senses were completely dependent on him. She
discovered he could block out everything from getting to her if he so
pleased. Sight was obviously gone because of the hood, smell he had
blacked out. All she could smell was strawberries and when she had
asked about that he had simply said that’s what he wanted her to
smell. Hearing as well was under his control. The only time she could
hear anything was when he deemed it prudent and that was only when
they came across a bunch of future slaves or his own work people who
would shout something along the lines of, “Is that an X-Man?”,
“That’s Phoenix! Has to be look at the emblem” or even “Look
at her, you can see everything”. Jean found those comments to be
hurtful and again oddly erotic. She knew the suit could change her
emotions along with taking away her powers and she had been briefed
on the hoods as well. They could change perceptions and rewrite her
mind. Voge had assured her that he had no intention of doing that
beyond subtle shifts. He wanted her to willingly submit. Which Jean
had to admit up until this point she had.
It
was a long walk around the cavern. Jean with her limited vision only
afforded to her by Voge didn’t get much more of a sense that there
far too many here to be allowed to be enslaved. With the current
conditions though she had no other option but to submit. Voge stopped
and tugged on the leash. Jean was forced to come stand next to him.
Through their mental link Voge showed her a picture of what they were
stood in front of. It was the circle platform at the base of the
processing unit. The base of the platform was much taller then she
thought. Maybe about ten feet high with a railing at the top
encircling it. Distinguishing color from the link was tough but it
seemed to be a white marble like structure. There was a staircase to
the left and right. To her left the staircase was were the line for
the people to be enslaved ended. Surrounded by dozens of reptoid
looking guards with heavy armor and weapons strapped to their backs
and arms. Jean had seen them all over the cavern and had determined
then to be an enslaved race that the slaver had turned into his
personal security force. To her dismay the people were generally
marched into their slavery without much more then soft retorts. The
ones who seemed to be more outspoken immediately had slave cowls
attached to them. The lines about twenty people wide at he base of
the steps but Jean had seen it up to hundreds wide in her tour. To
her right the other staircase was only guarded by a couple of guards.
There the ones who had gone through the processing were escorted down
into a waiting green translucent casket. Loaded in without any
trouble and then sent up to the spires for storage. Voge turned his
attention and thus her vision towards one Numeri who was being led
down that staircase towards the waiting casket. The poor soul seemed
to be completely lifeless. Nude she had a wide bar code branded into
her right ass cheek and some sort of symbol on her other cheek.
[The
bar code is for registration purposes. It’s scannable and
immediately will provide details on the slaves genetic structure
including any diseases, powers and the like. The symbol is my own to
let everyone know that the slave has come from my stock. It’s a
picture of a collar with a symbol of my own design on it] Voge
explained through the link.
[Disgusting]
Was the only thing Jean could manage to say.
[Ha,
that is the basic setting too my toy. For you there are other things
that will be done when you go through it] Voge hinted at cryptically.
Jean
immediately tensed. Was he going to have her go through it now?
[Hahaha,
no my toy. Not yet] Voge said reading her thoughts.
A
jerk of the chain led her know that they were moving again. This time
past the platform that contained the transformation center towards
the giant spires that housed all the current inventory. His words
Jean thought not hers. She could never think of other people as
something like inventory.
[Isn’t
it wonderful] His thoughts came into her mind and there was a genuine
sense of awe and accomplishment to his thoughts.
[It’s
sick] Jean countered.
[To
you yes. To me it’s a work of art] Voge dragged her through the
spires. That turned out to be a longer walk then the entire tour of
the cavern. At the end of the area the Spires finished and the cave
came to a close at a Large Steel door about ten feet tall and ten
feet wide. It looked like some sort of blast door thought Jean. Voge
approached it and the door opened automatically. Beyond jean could
only see darkness through the link but followed with a tug on the
leash.
When
the darkness cleared Jean found herself in a large well appointed
bedroom. Well it was more like a stateroom or even an apartment.
There was everything someone would need to spend time there. There
was a kitchen, sitting area. Looked to be two washrooms oddly enough
and two separate rooms that Jean thought had to be bedrooms.
[Your
place?] Jean asked.
[Yes.
You like it?] Voge asked.
[Nice
for a terrible person. Is it modeled after early modern debauchery]
Jean remarked.
[Haha]
Voge tugged on her chain bringing her further into the apartment. Her
vision went blank and Jean despaired for a moment. Until there was a
light that came through her actual eyes. She noticed that her eyes
were adjusting to light as her hood parted just across her eyes.
Her
chained wrists were raised to shield them as she adjusted. The blurs
faded and her vision returned before her was Voge sat directly in
front of her on a very plush and comfortable looking chair. The leash
in his hand she noticed there was actually a bracelet around his hand
that the chain connected to.
[How
is your sight toy?] Voges voice came through her mind still. Her
chained wrists moved across her lips and found that the suit was
still very much intact and tight over her mouth.
[Getting
better] Jean confirmed.
[Good]
Voge shuffled in his seat and pulled her towards him. The sudden jerk
forced her to her knees in front of him and Jean’s emotions flared.
Not liking where this is going.
[If
you have to do that walk every day why are you so fat?] Jean tried
desperately to avoid what she was coming while trying to anger him to
the point of not wanting to do anything.
[Hahaha
nice try my toy. I have a Sea Dog jump me here of course. I wanted to
give you the tour today though] Voge answered with amusement in his
tone in her mind.
Not
deterred he reached into his pants and removed his disturbingly large
bulbous blue cock that seemed to be semi flaccid.
[Meet
your true Master] Voge’s cock seemed to be stiffening by the
moment.
[Kiss
it toy] Voge ordered.
[I
will not] Jean declined.
[I
can give you great pain or great pleasure toy. What do you want?]
The
options didn’t exactly seem to be hard to choose but Jean knew what
it would mean. The thought of those shocks going through her system
again though was enough for her to answer honestly.
[Pleasure]
Jean answered.
[Then
great your Master] Voge demanded.
Crawling
a little closer to Voge Jean took a deep breath. Reaching out with
her hand she grasped the giant blue cock.
[Say
Hello] Voge demanded again.
Jean
looked up at the slaver and thought real long and hard about what to
do. In the end there was no choice and she had known this was coming
anyways.
[Hello…...Master]
Jean would have spitted the words if she was actually saying them. In
her mind she thought perhaps it was little better because she wasn’t
vocalizing it.
[Haha
rationalize it all you want toy] Voge chimed in. Jean wanted to
squeeze his cock right off his body but she kept a constant firm yet
cushioned grip on it.
[Now
kiss it] He demanded.
Jean’s
face was already very close. Reluctantly she craned her neck and
reached out with her lips and placed a tiny quick kiss on the head.
Thankful that her suit still encased over her lips. More symbolic
then anything else. He took a hold of his cock and shoved it into her
face. Wiping it all over her face. Jean had to close her eyes as he
did so until he finished. She wanted to vomit in her suit but
remained in control.
[You
will very soon love my cock. You will be addicted to it like the
whore you know you are] Voge’s words stung in her mind. Only
moments before she wanted to vomit in her mouth but being held so
close to his cock she was getting used to it. There was no smell, no
hint of it being unclean and Jean at the moment either wanted to get
this over with or be left alone.
The
layer of her suit over her mouth disappeared and Jean knew what was
next. Without warning or order she simply took the cock and kissed it
with her lips and then started to lick around the head.
“Good
Girl. You are learning” Voge said now able to actually talk to her.
“I
figured why wait” Jean replied while taking a breath. His cock was
large, wide with a big bulbous head. He was not unclean at all and
when she licked his head she had the taste of strawberries again.
Clearly the dildo in the cage had been modeled after him for the
taste and the more she licked the texture was also the same.
“Good
my toy. I want you to play with yourself as you pleasure me”
Without
hesitation Jean reached down and started to finger an engorged and
outlined clit through her suit with a chained hand. Barely enough
length on the chains for her to grip Voge’s cock and to pleasure
herself she was forced to move even closer to him. Voge allowed it
and even jerked the leash further in and coiled it around his hand.
Jean was effectively sat in between his legs while she sucked on his
cock and played with herself. Despite the humiliation of it Jean was
using the techniques that Bess had recently taught her to pleasure
herself. For a split second she wondered if the pirate had anything
to teach on how to suck Voge’s cock. Dismissing that as stupid and
far to humiliating she continued to lick around his head and then
placing the giant head into her mouth and sucking. Voge just sat in
his chair and each time Jean could see his face all she saw was a
grin that told her that he was immensely pleased with himself and
possibly her. Not that she wanted to care about that but she did take
some pride in the knowledge that she may have been making him happy.
Jean didn’t want him to read those particular thoughts so she tried
another thought line.
[Why
does it taste like strawberries?] Jean asked while the cock was still
in her mouth so she used the mind link.
[Does
it? My anatomy is designed so that my skin is releases a compound to
make anyone taste something they love]
[Strange]
[Not
at all. Most of the my people have that ability. It helps….. as you
can see] Voge laughed in her mind and in the real world.
Jean
had to admit it was making a situation that should have been vile
into something enjoyable. Combined with the suit taking away her
power and giving her a low level arousal she was actually enjoying
herself sucking the cock of a fat blue slave lord.
[If
you like that. Imagine what my cock will be like in your pussy toy]
Voge taunted through the mind link.
[Can’t
wait] Jean said with a hint of sarcasm but there was a growing desire
there as well.
[Then
lets not] Voge ignored the sarcasm and used the comment to feed his
own desires. Jerking on the leash he pulled her up from the floor and
onto his lap. An audible pop echoed through the room as her mouth was
removed from his cock mid suck.
[You
can’t do this!] Jean cried in her head.
[Why?]
Voge’s comment was cold, calculated and underwritten with lust.
[Because
I have not agreed] Jean rationalized.
[You
agreed to be my toy] Voge’s comment was full of lust.
[I
will have to get out of the suit] Jean tried another line of
thinking.
[You
would think that] Voge jerked her leash towards him once more.
Pulling her head into his fat mustachio face. Jean could feel his
hand moving to her crotch and immediately tried to recoil from him
but he held tight and fast on the leash. Keeping her close. His
fingers seemed to be tracing around her engorged and cased sex.
Through the suit Jean could feel the motions and felt herself getting
more aroused.
[No]
She pleaded.
[What
are you?] He demanded the answer they both knew she had no choice but
to respond with. Unless she wanted to be punished.
For
Jean this seemed a little to far.
[I
am….. not a toy!] Jean screamed in her mind.
Voge’s
temper flared. He tightened the chain, choking her. His other hand
began to slap her pussy. Jean cried out through the suit gagging her
and in her mind but he continued to choke and slap her.
[What
are you?] Voge demanded.
[Not
a toy] Jean said with a little more strength then she would have
thought possible. It was after that last statement when the suit
started to emit shocks of lightening into her most sensitive areas.
[AHHHHHHH!!!]
Jean screamed into her mind. She screamed in the suit as well but it
was not heard. Muffled and gagged by the suit. The strength dampening
didn’t help her either, she could not gain any leverage or find a
way to get herself away from him. The big blue man was deceptively
powerful. He gripped her leash with power that Jean could not get
away from. The choking taking more and more air from her lungs with
each passing moment. The added torture of the punishing electricity
going through her body from the suit was draining her as well.
[Say
it slave] Voge demanded. Jean didn’t like being referred to as a
slave and redoubled her efforts to try and separate herself from the
slaver. His grip remained tight though and she couldn’t gain any
room. The shocks to her system and the repeated choking were leaving
her completely drained. Soon she lay almost lifeless in his lap.
Gasping for air.
[What
are you?] Voge demanded to get the answer. Jean was barely conscious
but she could her him loud and clear in her mind.
[toy]
Jean thought back with barely any strength to form the thought.
[What?]
Voge taunted while jerking on the leash once more. Causing Jean to
splutter for air again.
[I
am a toy] Jean confirmed for him in their mind link.
Underneath
her, her bottom was draped across his lap. She felt his cock stiffen
and knew now there was no turning back. There was an acceptance in
her mind dawning that she would soon be stripped and even with all
her power returned from that stripping she would still allow what he
wanted to happen; happen.
Voge
surprised her though. Barely conscious she felt fresh air on her
crotch. Looking down she noticed that the skintight suit had given
way around her pussy and ass just as it had for her eyes. Voge had
full access to her pussy without giving her the ability to use her
power. Tears formed and fell from her eyes. Voge's stiff and ready
cock was soon being positioned a the entrance to her pussy. Jean had
only ever had sex with one person and now she was about to be taken
by the fat blue slaver who had claimed her as his toy. Once more she
thought she had virtually agreed to it.
Tears
streamed down her face as his cock entered her. She gasped at the
sheer girth and length of it. Penetrating into her she couldn’t
help but moan. Disgusting as it was to her she was still so very
horny even after the torture. Before long his cock was pumping in and
out of her and she despite every fiber of her being was moaning in
sheer delight at the pleasure.
[This
is what you wanted] Voge observed.
Jean
hesitated to answer but after one long and hard thrust in to her she
couldn’t help herself.
[YES]
she answered.
[Are
you my toy?] Voge asked while thrusting in and out of her.
[Yes]
Jean answered.
[Yes
what slave?]
[Yes
I am your toy] Jean answered. Gagged by her suit her moans were just
being devoured by it but she felt like she was making enough noise
that everyone everywhere could hear her. Her eyes searched out his
eyes. All she could make out in them was lust and sternness. Pussy
and clit on fire from everything she had just gone through and now
with him pumping in and out of her with ever increasing speed. Jean
found herself and her mind just melting into what he wanted.
[I’m
your slave. Fuck me Master] Jean sent through the mind link.
His
face smiled with a large grin from ear to ear. Pace increased, Jean
bouncing up and down on his cock in front of him was bringing him
closer and closer to cumming. Jean too could feel she was close.
[You
don’t cum until I say] Voge commanded. This command seemed to have
more then a little hold over her mind and Jean knew that she wouldn’t
be able anyways now until he did give permission.
[Yes
Master]
[Good
girl]
Pussy
clenched around his cock she could feel he was getting close. The
giant blue cock was pulsating faster and faster under it’s flesh.
Jean was not as sexually experienced as a lot of people but she knew
and could feel when a cock was about to cum. Thankful that would be
soon she knew she would be able to cum after him so she worked her
own body to help. Moving her hips with him as he pumped and leaning
into him so that her covered breasts touched his chest and her head
draped over his shoulders. His body began to jerk and just as Jean
felt he was about to explode within her he loosened his grip on her
leash and pushed her to the ground. Falling to the floor in front of
him Jean felt a little betrayed. Knowing that when he came she would
be able to but now that he hadn’t she wasn’t going to. Her chains
rattled about as she tried to get comfortable. She needn’t have
bothered though. Within a moment he was on her forcing her to her
knees and then hands out stretched in front of her on all fours like
a dog. Her sex exposed from behind he mounted her there and resumed
his taking of her. Powerful thrusts from his massive body he had her
swaying back and forth on her hands and knees with each plunge into
her from his massive blue cock.
[I
want you to learn to think of yourself as a slave from now on. Jean
Grey, Marvel Girl, Phoenix… they are dead. Your name is toy. I want
you to repeat that for me as use you] Voge’s thoughts in her mind
were malicious tinged with lust.
[Yes
Master. My name is toy] Jean answered.
[Good
girl. You will continue to recite it until I tell you otherwise] Voge
empathized his point as he thrust into her again and again. Harder
and harder on the last ones to let her know that she was indeed a
toy.
[Ohhhh
my name is toy] Jean began to recite.
[That’s
a good girl] Voge thrust longer into her and Jean moaned silently
into her suit. The pleasure and the pain of his thrusts making her
feel so very good.
He
had her on her hands and knees for what felt like hours. Refusing to
cum within in. Every time she could feel his member getting ready to
explode he would slow his pace down and then work his way back up.
The effect was keeping her on edge as well and all Jean wanted to do
was cum. Through it all she keep reciting her phrase. Over and over
again in her mind. Every once in a while she would get a contact from
him in his mind telling her to move this way or that but mostly it
was to tell her what a good girl or good toy she was being. With each
contact and each words spoken to her she felt him reaching into her
mind and linking those words and her own words to her pleasure
centers. She was beginning to associate being called a good girl, a
toy or things far worse as being so overly erotic that she was afraid
she might one day cum at the sheer mention of them.
When
he grew bored of taking her like a dog on the floor he threw her on a
nearby table. Her chains clattered about once more and he mounted her
while she as bet over it. Voge was proving to be far more virile and
much more in shape then Jean would have thought. Despite herself and
her longing to actually climax she as thankful for it. Not since she
had come back had she felt so utterly happy and useful.
[Good
girl] Voge’s mind raced through her own as she realized that
thought. Turning herself on the table she looked back over at he big
blue slaver and smiled. Though he could not see the smile he could
sense the intent in his mind and relished in it. His thrusts became
more pronounced. Far more then they had at any point and Jean felt
his member within her growing and widening even more so. Finally he
came within her. His grunts and moans filling the room as his member
deposited all of it’s nature into her. Jean lay on the table. Only
supported by her legs, her body splayed across the rest she could
feel his cum in side her. His cock popped out of her pussy for a
final time and though Jean couldn’t fee; anything because of the
suit she as sure her thighs would be drenched in sweat and running
cum. Her own libido nowhere near satisfied she recited her phrase and
then added.
[Please
can I cum Master?] Jean’s words begged.
Voge’s
massive frame turned from her rear and he walked to her head laying
on the table. He bent done with surprising dexterity and looked at
her in the eyes.
[You
are beginning to grasp what I offer aren’t you toy?] His thoughts
came through loud and clear so close to her.
[Yes
Master] Jean answered. Her hips moving to try and adjust herself on
the table and to try and generate some more pleasure.
[Good,
then you will wait until we are finished] Voge’s laughter in her
mind was curious to Jean. Surely he had just cum and had to have been
done. When he turned from the table though Jean saw his cock was hard
again. Jean’s mind whirled, he had recovered so quickly and he
seemed none the worse for wear. Her entire body was on flame from
desire and exhaustion from the hours of passion.
[My
name is toy] Jean repeated her mantra. Voge now moving behind her
slapped her ass with a force that made her yelp in her suit. He
clearly felt her displeasure at the random action and laughed in her
mind.
[Such
a good girl]
Her
legs were spread as far as they could while still bent over the
table. Further then even the legs of the actual table. The chain from
her ankles tight, Voge slapped her ass again and then again and then
again. He slapped her ass for an eternity. At the beginning Jean felt
nothing but pain but as she repeated her mantra in her mind Voge sent
waves of his own pleasure through to her mind. Pleasure at seeing her
own ass bouncing around his open palms. Pleasure at the thought of
her beautiful shapely behind turning red under the suit. The
projected images into her mind caused her own arousal to stir up to
even higher levels. Voge kept transmitting images of her in from his
perspective. It caused her to get more and more excited.
Voge
finished slapping her ass. Jean didn’t have a moments rest until
she felt his cock going into her pussy again., this time there was no
subtly about it. He just thrust in and she took it all with one wild
long moan that was muffled by her suit.
[My
name is toy] Jean continued with her mantra.
[I
have had enough of this table] Voge announced in their minds.
Wrapping a big arm around her waist he grabbed her and shoved her to
the ground once more. Jean tried to right herself and found herself
on all fours again. Voge took the opportunity and rammed himself into
her pussy once more.
[Lets
go for a walk toy] Voge said.
[How?]
Jean was legitimately confused because she was on all fours while he
was ramming his cock into her.
[Crawl
slave. Towards the largest bedroom]
[You
have your…. member inside me. How can I do that?]
[I’m
sure we can make it work] Voge’s smile was somehow evident even
though it was only through the mind they were talking.
The
whole thought of it seemed ludicrous. Afraid of any punishments and
desperate to cum. Jean began to crawl towards the bigger bedroom. Her
movements uncertain and hurtful because of the cock in her pussy from
behind.
[Slower
slave]
[Yes
Master]
Crawling
was an entirely new experience for Jean. Add on she was crawling
while Voge behind her thrust in and out of her, it was almost enough
to make her laugh. Except the only emotions that came to mind were
lust and desire. Slowly she made her way tot eh bed room. It seemed
that with every stride she made the fat blue slaver thrust his cock
into her. By the time she was in the room Jean’s head was down
looking at only the floor and sweating from the need to cum and the
sheer physicality of what she had done. Voge thrust one more time
long and hard into her and then with her crawling into the center of
the room withdrew and walked around her. Daring to look up Jean
discovered she was in a bedroom in only the vaguest definition. There
was surely a bed but that was all. Everything else would have been
more comfortable in a dungeon. There was cages, crosses, pillories
and the like all around the surprisingly large room. Voge slapped her
ass telling her to continued to crawl towards the far wall that had a
window that seemed to show a holographic display of a large ocean.
Next to that display Jean noticed as she looked upwards, the ceiling
was about ten or maybe twelve feet high and on the wall there was a
hook not to far from the top of the wall. Voge grabbed a hold of the
leash in a tight grip and led her towards the wall. He brought her up
to a standing position. With a strength that bewildered her Jean was
lifted from her feet. Her wrist restraints connected by chain were
looped over the hook. Jean found herself dangling against the wall.
Her feet about four or five feet from the ground. All the weight on
her wrists she was quickly becoming uncomfortable until Voge seemed
to pull out a block from the wall at the bottom that allowed her to
place both her feet on. She was now able to handle her weight better.
Voge took another block out about four feet away from the other and
told her to spread her legs so that one foot was on one block and the
other on the new one. Jean now stood on the blocks not hanging but
chained to the wall.
[I
have things to do. No cumming until I tell you] Voge warned.
[Yes
Master]
Voge
pulled out another block from the wall that was directly under her
pussy. He seemed to be able to shape it and contour it until it
directly contacted her pussy and clit. As soon as the block touched
her Jean experienced a sensation of immense pleasure.
[Oh
God please Master let me cum] Jean begged.
[Not
yet] Voge had to step on some sort of stool so that his eyes were
aligned with her own. He looked into her and Jean could only look
back with lust and want in her heart. With a thought the blindfold
came back down over her and Jean was once more in blackness.
[Enjoy
toy] Voge said. Jean could feel him leaving the room and not sure
what she was supposed to enjoy beyond the absolute beautiful
vibrations from the block at her pussy. The blackness of her sight
soon gave way to the programming of the suit.
[You
are safe, you are loved, you are mine] The voice was Voge's but Jean
knew it to be some sort of recording that the suit was sending to
her. She could always make out Voge's presence in her mind and when
he spoke there was a different feel to it. The block she sat on
hanging against the wall was vibrating at levels that would normally
send her over the edge into an abyss of nothing but pleasure for
hours. Unable or unwilling to cum without his permission Jean just
breathed heavily into her suit and tried to place her mind elsewhere.
[You
are safe, you are loved, you are mine] Again the voice said to her.
Jean repeated her own mantra.
[My
name is toy]
The
voice kept repeating in her mind and Jean kept repeating her own
statement. Time seemed to slow but through it all Jean had really one
thing on her mind. She desperately, mind shattering needed to cum.
Was
she asleep when he came back into the room or was she merely dozing.
It was hard to tell for Jean. The suit kept transmitting that
statement into her mind and she even when she was half conscious kept
repeating her own. Voge had appeared before her. She didn’t sense
him and she didn’t feel him in her mind, she knew because the hood
had allowed her eyes to be visible again. After a period of
adjustment she saw the big blue smiling slaver standing before her.
[Good
morning toy] He sent into her mind.
[You
are safe, you are loved, you are mine] The slightly off key Voge
voice put into her mind shortly after his.
[Morning
Master] Jean sent.
[Are
you hungry?]
Jean
hadn’t even thought about it but the mere mention of food set her
mind and stomach on fire. She was desperately hungry and thirsty.
[Yes
Master. How long have I been here?] Jean wanted to know if felt like
she hadn’t eaten in days again.
[Three
days]
[Three
Days!!!!] Jean was aghast at the time.
[Do
not shout toy] Voge warned.
[Sorry
Master]
[We
don’t normally leave our slaves in the suits for longer then a day
but I thought and am happy to say that you could take much more.
Would you like to get down from there and out of the suit]
Jean
loved the idea of being out of the suit and certainly loved the idea
of being down from the wall but she had one more overriding desire
that trumped all of that.
[May
I cum]
[Hahaha
soon my toy. I need a demonstration of your commitment to me]
[Anything
Master] Jean said without hesitation and even slightly scared her.
Voge
grabbed the stool and ascended it to be eye level with the captive
mutant. With that surprising strength he lifted her from the hook.
Delight and sadness echoed through her mind as her pussy and clit
were taken from the vibrating block. Sat down on the floor Jean found
she had no strength to stand. A touch of his hand on her head and the
hood rescinded fully all the way to the back of her neck. Her mouth
was so dry as she finally was able to work it properly.
“Thank
you” The words got caught in her throat a little as she said them.
“You
are welcome toy” Voge patted her head like a puppy. The large fat
slaver knelt down to be with her. Taking a portion of her suit right
at the back of her neck he touched it. Jean could feel it in her mind
and skin as the suit retracted from her body. Coming down over her
shoulders the suit opened up as it had been put on. Powers returning
in her minds eye in full she didn’t even think about using them as
it finally came off with a final shrug from her. Lay on the ground
she was thankful to be rid of the suit and the restraints but the
collar and leash remained. Voge had the leash wrapped around his
wrist. He allowed as much slack as possible for her to stretch out on
the ground. He relished looking at her lithe toned and perfect body.
Oh the things he thought of doing with her.
“Time
for that demonstration” Voge announced. He pulled her to her feet.
Raising to his full height as well he looked at the mutant.
“Yes
Master, what do you wish?” Jean asked with a slight bow of her head
to him. Wondering if that was something she wanted to do or if it was
something that the hood had somehow programmed into her.
“Follow
me”
Voge
took her by the leash and walked her out of the bedroom. Out of the
apartment, they walked once more through the spires. Jean looked up
and around. Seeing that the spires were completely full of green
translucent caskets.
“You
have completed the processing?”
“Yes
we have” Voge responded.
“So
many”
“A
good harvest” Voge jerked on the leash pulling her behind him just
a little faster. Jean was aware she was nude walking on just a collar
and leash. The thought was something she should have been rebelling
against but she had to admit it didn’t feel so bad.
Emerging
from the spires Jean saw that the processing circle was vacant with
barely a couple of guards around the base of it. They really were
done with processing an entire civilization for slavery. The tug on
her own collar let her know that her own slavery had already begun.
Voge took her up one of the staircases to the circle proper. Jean had
not seen it this close before. It was dominated by the two obelisks
on either side. With the orb like lights that seemed to be generating
a low level pulse. Jean could feel the power in them from her own
powers.
“Come
here” Voge pulled her with him towards a small console that was in
the center of the obelisks. It had a view screen and a small touch
pad at the bottom. Voge touched a few things on it and Jean saw an
image of herself appear on the view screen and then in the center of
the circle proper a much larger image of herself appeared. It was
easily eight feet large. Clear but colored. She was in her red and
gold costume. With a gold sash around her waist and gold boots. Just
as she had come in here as.
“Change
into that costume for me” Voge ordered. Jean shrugged not seeing
the harm. It was nothing of her power to bring back her costume. When
she stood dressed in front of him she noticed that the collar and
leash had gone.
“Sorry….”
Jean said bashfully. Not aware that her power would have destroyed it
in the transformation.
“No
less then what I thought” Voge smiled.
Jean
looked at the projection of herself above her. Be her side Voge still
hunched over the console was inputting some things into it. Satisfied
the image of her began to change. Her costume seemed to get much
tighter and much more shiny. The golden boots vanished and were
replaced by silver boots with shackles around the ankles. Connected
by a silver chain. Jean looked as the skin tight leggings remained
but over her crotch it vanished and left her sex bare. Her pubic hair
had been shaved and groomed to look like her phoenix symbol. From
there her costume was split into two running up the sides of her body
leaving her stomach exposed. The extremely skin tight costume went up
and over her breasts just barely covering them but leaving her body
bare in the middle between her breasts. When Jean looked at her
breasts on the image properly she noted that over her nipples were
tiny little phoenix symbols in gold. On closer look they were nipple
rings hanging from her nipples and left exposed as the costume
divided around her nipples. The costume went up to and finally came
back together at her neck in a heavy looking silver collar. The skin
tight costume continued along her arms but seemed to only cover about
half of her arms like her body. Ending again in silver cuffs on her
wrists.
“What
do you think?” Voge asked.
“It’s
not as revealing as I would have thought” Jean answered honestly
“Ha
quite right but this will only be your daily costume”
“I
see” Jean looked up at the image of her projected above her and
looked over towards the spires.
“And
the poor souls there” Jean pointed towards the millions of salves
held in stasis around the spires.
“Their
fates are sealed. Some will serve as toys like you for others and
some in other capacities” Voge said dismissively. He punched a
couple of screens on the touch pad and the image shifted. Jean was
now without costume but still had the restraints and the nipple rings
on. Tattoos appeared on both her breasts and as the image turned
around on both her ass cheeks.
“Tattoos?”
Jean asked
“Yes.
Do you like?”
Jean
had a closer look as the image rotated back around to the front. On
her right breast the word ‘slave’ was inked and on the other was
a symbol. It was one she had known for years and proudly worn. It was
the circle with an ‘x’ through it. The sign of the X-Men. The
image came into better view and Jean could see that the lines that
made up the x in the middle of the circle were not lines at all. In
tiny lettering it was toy written small enough and angled to appear
like lines within the circle.
“Nice
touch with the x” Jean remarked trying to sound aroused by it,
which she was but she had to hide the disgust as well. With her
powers now fully going she could more easily hide those types of
thoughts.
“I
thought so. Inspired” Voge remarked.
The
image rotated again so that Jean could see the back and the two
tattoos on her ass cheeks. On the left cheek was the word ‘inferior’
and the other was ‘mutant’. Jean was outraged. She had fought for
years to stop that kind of bigotry.
“I
am not a fan of those” Jean was honest and let a tone of anger come
into her voice.
“I
don’t care” Voge answered just as dismissively as he had the
question about the Numeri slaves.
Once
more Jean looked at the image, then she looked down to the console
Voge was standing over. His attention on the console and less on her.
Looking up she saw the spires again. Full of people who’s only
piece of bad luck was the Crimson Pirates and Voge had discovered
them and found a use and buyer for them all.
Voge
touched a couple of things and the image disappeared and a tube rose
from the center of the circle. Human sized Jean guessed what was
about to happen.
“Strip,
get inside the chamber” Voge ordered.
“Strip?
You just told me to put it back on?”
“I
wanted to make sure I had the details right. Additionally I want a
trophy from before you were completely under my control. This is your
demonstration. Step into the chamber and prove your devotion to me”
“Completely
under your control?”
“Yes
the processing unit will rewrite your mutant powers to only function
at my command. As well as making the physical changes you have seen”
“I
have had people and entities since I was a teenager try and control
my powers Voge”
“Yes
so? I will be in control. No more worrying and no more thinking. Just
pleasing me. I am what you desire” Voge answered.
“Maybe
you are…. But all those years Voge I learned one thing…..” Jean
answered.
“What
was that?” Voge asked finally taking his eyes from the screen in
front of him.
“Sometimes
it’s easier to play along to get into where you need to go”
“What
do you mean” The big fat slaver rubbed his mustache in confusion.
“Can
I show you something?” Jean asked.
“Are
you going to strip?” Voge asked with a leer.
“Yes”
Jean started to remove her clothes. She took her time to give the fat
slaver a bit of a show. In the end she stood before him completely
nude. This time not using her powers to get rid of her suit she had
it all folded next to her on the ground. She picked it up and handed
it to him. He took the suit with glee and placed it down by the touch
pad.
“Happy?”
She asked.
“Yes.
Now into the chamber” Voge ordered.
“Not
yet. Do you have the power dampening suit here?” Jean asked. Voge
looked at her with confusion but shrugged and said no.
“Get
it” Jean asked.
Voge
was curious and so he called a Sea Dog to teleport to him. He
explained his request and the pirate jumped away and then moments
later returned with it and handed it to him. The pirate then
teleported away.
“May
I?” Jean reached out to take the suit from him. With speed she
donned it much to his chagrin. He wanted her nude and in the chamber
but he was trying to be patient. Once more fully in the suit Jean
without the hood over her mouth at least looked at him.
“My
mind is open to you again yes?”
Voge
stretched out with his mind and could feel the embrace of hers.
“Yes”
“My
name is not toy….. MY NAME IS PHOENIX!!” Jean’s thoughts and
words exploded into Voge's mind. Her power returned a thousand fold.
For a brief moment before he lost contact with her mind he saw that
there were layers upon layers within her mind. She had been blocking
him out the entire time. Only giving him limited access to herself.
It was impossible he thought. He was far to powerful a telepath to be
fooled like that. His whole body jerked back as the explosion of
energy destroyed the chamber and the obelisks all around. The giant
form of the Phoenix took shape over and around her. The suit that was
supposed to suppress her powers shredded out around her. For a moment
Jean could be seen as a nude form before the light around her because
so intense it blocked the view of her body for a brief second. When
the light dimmed if only a fraction Jean stood in her regular costume
but this time the colors had changed. She was in a gold and white
costume with a white body suit, gold boots and sash. The phoenix
symbol on her chest was golden like her boots and sash. Her eyes
blazed gold as well with the power of the Phoenix.
“I
could have forced my way in. But I needed to find where the rest of
that poor woman's people were in order to save them and then I needed
time to work through the ability to open up the trans dimensional
portals your pirates do”
“You
were playing me all this time?” Voge demanded to know.
“It
was fun, if that makes you feel better. It was quite enjoyable. If
you weren’t a slave lord I might have given more thought to
sticking around” Jean laughed.
Her
eyes flashed, all around the spires large portals began to open and
caskets detached from the spires and began to make their way through
the portals.
“My
property!!” Voge yelled.
“People
are no ones property Voge!” Jean’s smile was intense and
contained a hint of a sneer. Hundreds at first and then thousands and
then hundreds of thousands of caskets were gone in a blink of an eye
through the large portals Jean had opened.
From
behind Jean could sense the approach of the pirates and the various
people in Voge’s employ. A smile once more and she flashed her
power. The pirates were pinned to the ground unable to get anywhere
near the platform. When a sea dog tried to teleport to the platform
she simply shut the power down in the pirate and the dogs found
themselves without their main weapon.
“You
are crazy toy. You enjoyed what I did!!” Voge yelled at her while
pinned against the remains of an obelisk.
Jean
who had begun to hover when she expanded her power hovered over
towards him. She lowered herself to the ground and retracted her
power directly in front of her so that she wouldn’t hurt him as she
closed in towards him.
“I
did” Jean answered truthfully and almost with a sense of lust in
her tone. She bent down and kissed him passionately for the first
time on his lips. Her tongue making its way into the fat slavers
mouth.
“I
could easily be your pet… Master” jean taunted.
“….
If you weren’t so brazen about and excited about enslaving others
and I am sure possibly my daughter…. You don’t think I caught
that in your mind? I was watching everything. Do you think you
decided to leave me alone for a couple of days while you finished
their processing. I needed a way to get them home quickly and safely
without much fuss and I decided shipping them all home and then
having them open up there would be easier for them. Oh I am going to
close that dimension off. You or your like will not be able to prey
on them. I wont close off mine….” Jean stopped and smiled.
“….
so come again if you please” As Jean finished she leveled off from
him and hovered back up and flew up towards one of the portals were
one of the last caskets was going through. Making sure to close them
as she went with the Numeri to their home.
When
she arrived in the Numeri home dimension she found millions of them
waking up and opening up their caskets.
“Mistress??”
One Numeri said as Jean turned to address this one she found another
gripped at her and calling her the same. The brainwashing, Jean had
expected something like this but she didn’t dare probe any of their
minds while they were in stasis and she was trying to cover her
tracks while in Voge’s care.
“No
I am not your Mistress. I have set you free” Jean reached out to
touch all their minds and found them all in the same manner. Looking
for their Mistress and programmed to obey in all things. Millions of
minds she had wiped before and restored but always with help. If it
was from other telepaths or from Cerebro but something inside told
her she wouldn’t have much of a problem. Senses reaching out she
took in the entire people in her mind. Holding an entire species in
her mind gave her flash backs to when she as much younger and turned
worlds to ash as the Phoenix. With a smile she thought what a great
way to to help redeem towards that. With a blink of an eye she washed
away the conditioning. Jean hadn’t realized she had closed her eyes
but when she did she was glad to see people rubbing their eyes and
embracing each other.
“You
did this?” One of them who had called her Mistress asked.
“I
freed you all and rid you of the burden of that programming” Jean
had to lean down. Not realizing if this was a young one or not.
“Thank
you” The Numeri said and ran away.
Jean
took a moment to look around and make sure that they seemed it be
okay before making a silent departure. Going through the portal she
made sure to close off all ways to that dimension.
Jean
returned to her home dimension in the very same building she had left
it in. She mourned for the lost young woman but felt better about her
actions. The building itself seemed to be in decent enough shape.
Hadn’t suffered much from the battle. Jean made sure it wasn’t in
danger of falling over. Satisfied Jean took back to the air, heading
home. Home was not really home anymore but at least it was familiar.
Alone
in her room at the Xavier institute Jean thought back to the last few
days events. Happy at he result that she had been able to save the
entire race of Numeri Jean couldn’t help but think about the
tortures and pleasure she had experienced under Voge’s care. She
hadn’t lied when she said she had enjoyed it. It was the most
pleasurable experience of her life but she couldn’t be a party to
slavery and when she had seen what he wanted with Rachel, her
daughter. His fate as sealed in her mind. Despite it though her hands
found their way to her breasts and pussy to play with herself. With a
laugh she noticed she was using the techniques taught to her by Bess.
They were quite good she had to admit. So very efficient and
pleasurable. The images of her in that skin tight vulgar suit were
pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Then the images of her
naked in a collar being led through the cavern brought her over the
edge.
“MMMMMM”
She moaned into the night.
It
had been a few days since her adventure thought Jean. Each and every
night and most times during the day Jean would find an excuse to be
on her own in her room and she would masturbate like a horny teenager
to the thoughts of being Voge’s toy. She kept her powers muted
whenever she did this. There were far too many telepaths and
sensitives around. She didn’t want them to stray into any of her
thoughts as she was pleasuring herself. Especially her own daughter
Rachel who was an adult herself and would know about such things but
still to know your mother did so would be too much Jean thought with
a wry smile. With one last sigh she moaned her last orgasm of the
night. Exhausted and feeling so completely happy Jean opened her
senses back up to the world and discovered terror. All could feel was
cold and fear from all in the mansion. Reaching out she tried to
connect with those she knew best and that were in the house.
[Rachel?]
There was no response.
[Kitty?]
[Storm?]
[Anyone?]
Jean was up and in her costume within seconds and out the door into
the hallway. What she saw was a group of students. Some of which to
Jean’s shame she had yet to truly learn their name without having
to read their minds. They marched in a single file down the hallway
with the backs turned to her. On that last student. A boy, Jean saw
had a slave cowl attached around his head. Jean summoned her powers
and tried to rip the cowl off of the boy and all the students there
just as she had done many times before but she found she could not.
Jean took off with her telekinetic power and flew down the hall tot
eh front of the line. There at the front a reptoid solider from
Voge’s home dimension marched the students. Jean thought of
crushing him but thought it might be best to see where he was going.
She was able to shield herself from it’s mind as he marched the
kids down the hall and the giant staircase into the main hall.
There
in the main hall stood Voge and his pirates. Sea dogs vanishing in
and around him at great speed. Coming back with more and more
students all with the cowls on them. Jean could cut all the pirates
except for Bess, she was no where to be found. Trying to stay out of
view Jean stealthy made her way around to get a better look. Behind
Voge a set of wooden pillory's had been erected in the main hall.
There was about ten of them. All about give to six feet or so off the
ground. Mounted individually into the floor by a metal pole at the
back. Six of them were filled with her friends. From the left the
headmistress of the school Kitty Pryde stood with the pillory locked
around her neck and her hands through the holes to her sides. A slave
cowl around her neck and head made her docile and she was not moving.
Next to her was Psylocke in a similar condition but he taller X-Man
was in a taller pillory with a slave cowl around her neck. Storm was
on the other side of Psylocke, locked in a pillory her white eyes
glazed over as the slave cowl on her neck seemed to already be more
then active. Rogue was next, again with the cowl over her and she was
completely docile like the rest of them. Jubilee her friend Husk were
the other two in the pillories. All with slave cowls on and all not
seeming to resist anything. Jean knew the power of those cowls but
also knew every single one of the those X-Man had been test in battle
and had mental blocks to help fight against such mind controlling
devices. The cowls she had dealt with before would have eventually
overwhelmed the X-Men but not so fast. Combined with the fact she
could not touch the other ones on the students earlier made her think
that Voge and the Pirates had upgraded their devices.
Thankful
at least that Rachel wasn’t anywhere to be seen she thought about
gathering who she could to fight back. Jean was sure she could find a
way to deactivate those collars and certainly could deal with Voge
and the pirates she didn’t like how close he was sticking to the
those already captured and knew he would have something up his
sleeve.
[Rachel!?]
She reached out again while also masking her telepathy now know that
the pirates were around and two of them were accomplished in this
area as well. Jean got a faint hint of something from her daughter
but that was all. Where were all the men? Jean thought but at that
moment a Sea Dog transported down towards Voge and Jean could see he
held Gambit in his hands. Unconscious the thief turned hero had a
cowl over him. Voge took a moment to examine him and then sent the
sea Dog off. They were keeping them elsewhere it appeared. She might
be able to use that she thought but just as it was coming into focus
there was a shout and a large crash from the other side of the main
hall. Bess came flying threw in an uncontrollable spin. Knocking
against the wall directly below Jean. From the hole came the glowing
form of Rachel Summers. Rachel was in full on combat mode with a
snarl and hatred on her face. She had every bit the power of Jean and
maybe more Jean thought with pride but she lacked discipline and
wasn’t as experienced as Jean or even Bess and Voge. Bess lay in a
heap below her and Rachel raced with all speed towards her to deliver
a final blow. So focused on the pirate Rachel had barely registered
that Voge and his pirates where in the room. Racing across the room
at the halfway point Killians chains reached out and encircled her in
their grip.
“You
have all the power of your mother young one but no guile” Killian
proclaimed as he used his chains to pull her towards him and Voge.
Jean could feel below her Bess getting to her feet and Voge beginning
a telepathic assault on Rachel. Jean leaped over the railing and
landed in between Bess and the rest of the pirates. They all howled
in rage at the sight of her. A quick and strong telekinetic blow sent
Bess back into the wall into a heap once more. Jean’s mind joined
Rachel to fight off Voge.
[Nice
of you to come Mom] Rachel's mind was open to her in an instant for
the battle. The comment was tinged with sarcasm and love. Jean smiled
and raced towards her still being held by Killian’s chains.
[Hang
in Rach I’ll have you free in a second]
[No
Mom, focus on the big blue weirdo. When they appeared he said he was
going to enslave the X-Men and hes almost got all of us. I’m going
to release Kitty and the others] Proud of her daughter for clearly
having a plan and not just charging head long in as had been
suspected Jean focused her mental energies on Voge.
[Hello]
She called into his mind.
[toy
so nice of you to join us. We didn’t sense you in the mansion and
assumed you were off on your own again]
[I
had some things to deal with] Jean replied. And felt Voge tugging at
her mind. Jean’s defenses were up and all he got was one image from
her mind but it was all he needed to taunt her.
[I
see] He sent the image back to her. She in her room with her fingers
on her clit bringing herself to orgasm.
[Stop
that] Jean approached Voge while Rachel was being reeled in by
Killian.
[Be
careful of the cowls Rachel. They have been upgraded]
[Got
it] Rachel was almost within arms reach now of Killian who with his
palm chains occupied relied on Broadside next to him to fasten a
slave cowl on the X-Man. The hulking pirate had a cowl in his hand
and ready. Before he had a chance to even reach out to her Rachel
unleashed a massive blast of tk energy that separated her from the
chains and blew the pirates away. Voge was catapulted towards Jean
while the pillories were destroyed. All the X-Men in them were on the
floor but the slave cowls remained in place. They didn’t move an
inch.
[Mom
we got a problem] Rachel sent an image of their friends in the cowls
still and not moving while in the rubble.
[Voge
here probably knows a thing or two] Jean sent back.
[Voge?
These are the pirates that you just spent some time with?] Rachel
asked.
[Yeah]
Jean began to lift Voge up with her mind and torment him
[Are
they also the reason you’ve been spending so much time alone]
Rachel asked.
Jean
looked over at her daughter and saw concern on her face and
determination as she worked on Kitty’s cowl.
[Yes]
Jean admitted.
[Mom!!
they are slavers!!]
[I
know] the admission was filled with regret and it went through the
mind link between the two. For a moment she felt Rachel’s mind slip
a bit. Jean saw Broadside and Killian were up and moving towards her.
With her back turned working on Kitty Rachel may not be aware with
her mind momentarily out of focus.
[Rachel!!
behind you]
Rachel
barely turned before Broadside had a fist into her stomach. She
hunched over in pain while Killian reached over her. Jean tried to
send a tk blast to force the cowl away but Voge stopped her
concentration as he forced himself into her mind once more to steal
images of her self pleasuring. Over by the destroyed pillories Rachel
didn’t see or feel Killian hovering over her with the cowl. He bent
down and fixed the cowl around her. Rachel tried to resist as soon as
she felt it going around but it clicked in front with Broadside
holding her.
“Stop!!”
Killian ordered. Immediately Rachel stopped and looked ahead.
“RACHEL!!!”
Jean screamed and broke contact with Voge and ran towards her
daughter. Killian told Rachel to kneel which she did without
question. The two pirates stepped out in front of her and blocked
Jean’s way to her. Behind her Voge followed while trying to get
into her mind. Jean was angry and lashed out. Her power sending the
slaver across the hall into the wall where Bess used to be.
“You
think you can stop me?” Jean’s phoenix flared all around her.
Causing the two pirates to step back. Nearly tripping over the
entranced Rachel. A flash of power and the two pirates were sent
flying in opposite directions away from the fallen X-Men. Reaching
her daughters side she tried to get her to stand up but without any
orders from Voge or the pirates she refused to do so. Concentrating
her power she tried to free her from the cowl but she could not find
a way to do so.
“AHHHHH!!!”
Jean cried as she tried with all her might to rip the cowl from her.
“Great
devices aren’t they?” Voge said. Limping back into her view.
“What
have you done?” Jean demanded. Lifting him from the floor and her
eyes flashing.
“You
see when you destroyed your suit and ran our equipment monitored your
power and we were able to devise a stronger cowl that could contain
you” Voge seemed quite happy at that.
“Let
them all go Voge” Jean demanded.
“You
cost me a lot of money and prestige toy. Selling the X-Men will more
then recoup that”
“Wouldn’t
you rather have your toy and trophy” Jean said as seductively as
she could.
“You
can’t be trusted” Voge waved the idea away like a bad order of
food.
“I’ll
go through the processing unit and give you full access to my mind”
Jean offered desperate to get the damn cowl off of her daughter.
“Hmmmm
in exchange for letting the X-Men go?”
“Yes”
“Including
her?” Voge gestured towards Rachel.
“Especially
her” Jean’s eyes flared red.
“Yes
I can see the resemblance but how do you have a daughter who looks
barely ten years younger then you. You would have had to have had her
when you were ten”
“Long
story”
“Hmmmm….”
Voge rubbed his facial hair while suspended in the air by Jean’s
power.
“Agreed
but the girl remains with me until your processed” Voge announced.
Jean
knew she wasn’t going to get another offer because from his and her
point of view she had to admit that he needed insurance that she
wasn’t just going to blow them all up again and leave.
“I
agree” Jean released him fro her grip and relaxed.
“Now
release them all” She demanded.
Voge
nodded and reached down. He tapped something on his forearm that
seemed to be embedded in it and the cowls jumped off. Immediately
there was action as the fallen X-Men honed by years of training and
experience jumped to their feet and assumed combat stances.
“Hold!!!”
Jean cried while erecting a tk shield around everyone.
“These
guys jumped me in bed sug’h” Rogue looked like she wanted to drop
a few oil tankers on the pirates who seemed to shrink back further.
Bess had rejoined them from somewhere and was twirling a cowl around
her finger playfully.
“Yes
I know Rogue…. I’ve made a deal with them. They are going to
leave all of us alone from now on…. Right?” Jean looked to Voge.
“That
is correct”
“Yeah
then why is Rach still got one of these things on and why can’t I
phase it off of her” Kitty was squatting next to her best friend
trying with all her power and considerable intelligence to remove it.
Jean waited a moment, knowing that Kitty’s phasing had been known
to short circuit electronics. Hoping this would happen and allow them
to really move on without her sacrificing her freedom. There was no
effect though and her daughter just remained on the floor kneeling
looking out into space.
“Jean
you can’t let them do that to Rach…. You know her history”
Kitty’s eyes were full of tears and her actions on the cowl were
becoming hysterical. Jean moved towards her and put a hand on Kitty’s
shoulder.
“I
know Kitty. I promise she will not go back to how she was” Jean’s
sincerity broke through the rising hysteria in Kitty who blinked away
the tears and regained composure.
“The
deal is this. Jean Grey has agreed to surrender to me as my personal
toy and trophy...” There was outrage from all and Kitty who was
right next to Jean looked at her old friend for confirmation. Jean
half smiled and nodded.
“…
in exchange I have agreed to let you all go. Rachel there being last
as a sort of hostage until Jean’s assumed her rightful place”
Voge finished.
“Out
of the question” Storm stepped forward. Her eyes full of
lightening.
Jean
moved to stop her.
“Ororo….
Stop. Look around” Jean motioned for her to look. The X-Men were
free but the cowls remained.
“With
a touch he could reactivate them. I tried to remove them and I could
not….. this is the only way my friend” Jean hugged her and had to
choke back tears.
“We
just got you back” Storm answered.
“I
know” Jean gripped her friend tightly and then removed herself from
the embrace.
Walking
towards Voge and Jean Bess still twirled the cowl around on her
finger. She threw it to Jean who caught it in one hand. For all
intents and purposes it looked like the originals except these were
maybe a little heavier and bulkier but only slightly.
“I’ll
see you all again!” Jean announced.
The
Sea Dogs appeared with opening portals and the X-Men that had been
moved there began to come out still in daze but again quickly
assessing the situation.
Voge
stood next to Jean and took the cowl out of her hand. Behind them
Killian had ordered Rachel to her feet. With one motion Voge took the
cowl and placed it around Jean. It resting along her jaw and at the
back of her head he clicked it close at the front. A wash of power
swept over her. Jean felt her powers truly disappear and felt nothing
more then a need to follow orders. Around them the Sea Dogs opened
portals. First Killian and Rachel stepped through. Then Broadside and
Bess and finally Voge and Jean. They had left the mansion in a state
of disrepair but at least those left were free.
Jean
stood on the circle once more. Amazed at how quickly everything had
been rebuilt. When they had arrived back here in Voge’s home Jean
and Rachel had been granted a semblance of their individuality. They
both still wore the cowls and could not refuse an order but their
thoughts were their own and as long as their actions did not
interfere with their orders they were basically free to move around.
Though Voge and Killian hadn’t let them out of their sight at all.
Jean looked over at the chamber that would house her transformation,
then over at Rachel who stood with chains wrapped around her wrists
and ankles. The look on her face was one of concern and fear.
“Don’t
worry Rachel. I have chosen this” Jean tried to calm her daughter.
“You’ve
been manipulated into it and brainwashed to think that he can offer
you pleasure” Rachel kicked out towards Voge who was some distance
away but he looked up from the touch pad he was working on and
smiled.
“No
sweetie, it’s just that since I returned. Scott and Logan are gone
and I feel nothing. I just want to feel something pleasurable and
that doesn't mean I don’t love you. Because I do, so very much and
I need to be found attractive” Jean reasoned.
“You
are joking Mom! Come on you are beautiful. Come home with me and I am
sure something will happen and you know us. Dad and Wolvie wont be
gone for to long” Rachel pleaded.
“I
know Rachel. When that happens come find me” Jean said.
“Before
I step into that chamber Master I am going to want to be sure that
Rachel is home” Jean warned.
“You
are not in a position to demand anything anything toy. Now that you
have opened up the entirety of your mind to me I have full control
with the cowl and my own telepathy”
“Yes
and look at it Master…. Look how hard I will fight” Jean warned
him and allowed him to delve into her mind and was that she still
could fight him at every turn and even break free. Perhaps even after
the transformation of the processing unit.
“Gah!!
Mom stop calling him Master, gross” Rachel said.
“Hush
little one” Killian jerked on her restraints causing Rachel to fall
to the ground.
“Killian
stop!” Jean warned.
“Yes
quite right. No harm will come to poor Rachel” Voge announced as he
came out of Jean’s mind.
Jean
walked over to Rachel and Killian with death in her eyes for Killian
and helped Rachel up.
“I
am sorry Rach but it’s what he wants and I have agreed”
“I
will not leave you to these vile men Mom” Rachel stated.
“Then
call me Master” Killian announced.
“Yes,
you could do that or I could have you” Voge announced, coming from
behind.
“I’ve
been a hound before thank you. No thank you. I’ll just take my Mom
and go” Rachel's energy swelled even under the improved cowl. Jean
could see her daughter trying her best to crack open from the cowl.
With only a little bit more concentration she thought she might be
able to do it but Killian jerked on her restraints.
“You
wouldn’t be a hound my dear. You would be a trophy and toy like
lovely Jean” Voge commented with an air of hope.
Rachel
looked at her mother and shook her head.
“No
I’ll just go home” Rachel began to cry. Jean reached down and
gathered her in her arms.
“I
know it seems we are never allowed to be together. We will find a
way” Jean kissed her head.
“It’s
time for the chamber toy” Voge announced.
“I
still want her home now” Jean said as she cradled Rachel in her
arms on the floor.
“No,
you will go into the chamber and then we will return to your mansion
to drop off your daughter”
“At
least take me out of the cowl and the restraints” Rachel asked as
she stifled a tear and removed herself from Jean’s embrace.
“Yes
I agree” Jean said.
“Never.
I will have this one as mine” Killian jerked on the chains sending
Rachel back into his embrace.
“Killian!!”
Voge screamed.
“Release
her at once” He continued.
Killian
looked at the leader and for a moment jean thought there would be a
fight. Jean seriously doubted that Voge could win in a physical
confrontation but that would not be where the battle would be fought.
Voge was an accomplished telepath and would soon have Killian laying
on the floor drooling from the mouth.
The
huge pirate released his grip on Rachel and the chains from him
recoiled back into him. Voge touched his forearm and the cowl clicked
off from Rachel's chin. She quickly grabbed a hold of it and threw it
down to the ground. Her own aura grew bright and Jean didn’t have
to have her powers to know that Rachel was planning an escape. Jean
was still close enough that she took a hold of her hand.
“No
Rachel…. don’t do it”
“Mom!
I can get you out!!”
“Can
you?” Jean showed the cowl around her own jaw and chin and then
glanced around where everyone was on alert and more were coming from
below.
“You
don’t know what they are going to do with you…… to you” Tears
ran down her cheeks.
“I
have an idea” Jean said as she stroked her daughters cheek.
“Now,
no more stalling” Voge said from behind. He gestured for Jean to go
into the chamber. She swallowed and took one last look at her
daughter.
“I
love you” Jean said, fighting a tear from running down her own
cheek. She turned and walked towards the chamber.
“I
love you” Rachel said to her.
Jean
walked past Voge and towards eh chamber. Stepping into it she got
comfortable before the full thing closed on her. She couldn’t see
outside and could only feel a slight claustrophobia and heat as she
waited. There was a rumbling and Jean felt the chamber raising and
leveling out horizontally. Extreme sound started to pump in like a
white noise but shriller and more intense. There was a hissing and
Jean felt gas coming into the chamber. For a moment she thought maybe
she was going to die but then after calming herself reminded herself
that he would not kill his trophy, especially a willing one. She
inhaled the gas and felt herself falling into dream world.
Jean
woke in the chamber. The sounds of hissing and little waves of mist
washing over her. She felt fine if only a little disorientated. Her
body felt weird which she guessed would be about right. From what
Voge had mentioned her entire being was being re-written to serve his
needs. Her powers would only be accessible now from his say so. Also
there would physical changes as well but she couldn’t see. Some
sort of straps had appeared over her chest, stomach, waist, thighs
and ankles.
The
front of the chamber opened. Jean could see Voge on the outside. His
big blue frame undeniable to avoid. Possibly an effect of the chamber
the sight and thought of him seemed to rise her arousal level which
seemed really weird. The form of Killian was easy to see and then as
the entire pod opened she saw Rachel. Her eyes full of tears as soon
as she laid eyes on Jean. There were tears in Jean’s eyes to that
she brushed away as the straps gave a way. Moving out of the chamber
she saw that she was dressed in the new costume that Voge had
designed a few days ago. Gold boots, gloves and sash. Red costume
that went up her legs and separated at the crotch. Where her pubic
hair she had to admit had been shaven and sculpted to be the phoenix
symbol and had been dyed gold. The costume split and went up her
sides leaving her entire center nude. At her breasts it barely
covered her breasts but separated around her nipples. When Jean
looked down she hadn't felt it but now there were two gold phoenix
nipple rings that were clearly visible. There was a thick silver
collar around her neck and corresponding restrains on her wrists and
ankles but no chains or leash.
“You
look ravishing toy” Voge stepped forward. Rachel averted her eyes,
trying to stop herself from crying. Jean wanted to race over to her
and hold her but she found she was unable to do so.
“Why
can’t I move anymore?” Jean asked.
“You
do as I wish when I wish from now on” Voge responded.
“I
can’t even move without permission?” Jean asked aghast.
“Yes”
Jean
looked at the slave lord and frowned.
“May
I please go comfort my daughter?” Jean asked.
“Stay
away!!” Rachel screamed.
It
was then that Jean started to cry. Tears raced down her cheeks and
she started to lose all composure as she thought of her own daughter
not wanting to see her.
“Please
Rachel” Jean pleaded.
“NO!!…..
take me home now” Rachel demanded.
Voge
looked at the pair of them and shrugged his shoulders.
“As
you wish”
A
Sea Dog pirate arrived and opened a portal.
The
portal opened in the middle of the same hall where they had gathered
before. Quickly the students were taken away and the regular X-Men
stood ready for a fight. Killian came through first with Rachel. She
ran from the portal with tears in her eyes. Kitty following behind as
quickly as she could. Voge came through and stood before the portal.
Jean was last out. All of her choices in the past few weeks had led
here. With Rachel crying and running away she was even less confident
she had made the right decision and had briefly objected to having to
come through the portal but Voge had ordered her.
Jean
emerged into the main hall with all her friend looking at her. She
went and stood next to Voge as he had requested.
“I
have kept my promise. Your daughter has been returned” Voge stated.
“Yes
Master” Jean answered.
“Jean!!!”
the voice was the unmistakable tone of Storm
Jean
moved her body to see her and saw her coming at her and Voge with
lightening in her eyes and forming around her hands.
“Stop!”
Jean asked.
Storm
stopped in her tracks. So did a half dozen other X-Men who had begun
to make moves on Voge and Killian.
“I
choose this remember my friends” Jean announced.
“Yes
but now we can have your returned to us” Storm responded.
“No
Ororo. I choose this. As much as I hate to say it. I am happy in this
choice” Jean replied.
“Rachel
is distraught!!!!!” Kitty came back into the hall with fire and
hate in her eyes.
“I
know” Jean answered.
“What
did you do” Kitty wasn’t aiming her anger at Jean. It was at
Voge. Kitty was a trained X-Man and a deadly martial artist not to
mention her phasing power made her unable to be affected by telepaths
while phased and she was beginning to phase.
“Kitty
no!” Jean reached out and grabbed her with her tk.
“Jean
I can stop all of this” Kitty’s eyes shined with a ferocity her
trainer and mentor Wolverine would have been proud of. In a way so
was Jean.
“For
the last time!!. I choose this!!” Jean announced from the foot of
the portal while standing next to Voge. Voge had granted her all the
power and movement she needed in order to convince her friends that
she was fine. She manifested her full power in and around her to
empathize the point. All of the X-Men took a step back. Voge took the
opportunity to show his authority directly after Jean’s display of
power.
“Kneel
toy” Jean did as she was told immediately while still keeping the
display of power up and holding Kitty.
“Say
what you need to say Voge commanded”
“Friends.
I am going back with my Master. I am property. As you can see I have
been processed as my Master’s slave. I am happy in my choice.
Please respect that……. Take care of Rachel, I am sorry but it was
a sacrifice I know anyone of you would have made” Jean added that
last bit without consulting Voge but he seemed to be fine with it.
“Spread
your legs” Voge commanded.
“Yes
Master”
Still
kneeling Jean spread her legs and displayed her sex to all her
friends. She couldn’t think of anything more humiliating in her
life. Her entire body though was on fire with arousal and gladly
accepted his orders. The eyes of many of her friends turned away.
Jean didn’t blame them but she got aroused a the thought of the
others taking in her new position.
“Play
with yourself” Voge ordered.
“Yes
Master”
Jean
reached own and started to play with her clit and rub her breasts.
“You
see X-Men she has submitted on her own. I offer this to all who would
come willingly”
She
hadn’t been told about that and stopped touching herself
immediately but when she looked up at Voge and saw the look on his
face and the beginnings of the electric shocks that would penetrate
her body she stopped short of saying anything.
“Cum
slave” Voge ordered. The humiliations for her kept coming and she
loved every moment of them. Cumming in front of her friends left her
inhibitions in the rear view. Her eyes in the back of her head she
came for the first time truly under his control in front of her
friends.
“All
this could be yours…. Cum again slave and keep cumming”
“Yes
Master…… MMMMMMMMMM!!!!” Jean responded with an earth
shattering moan. So intense she had to let up on her own power. Kitty
who had been held by her tk was left alone but she stood transfixed.
Storm had stopped and placed a hand on her mouth. Psylocke had to
stop herself from reaching down to play with her own clit. Rogue who
had looked away at first now turned her attention back and found it
hard not to tweak a nipple through her uniform. Jean in front of them
all was masturbating. In her mind she wanted desperately to cum and
ignored the voice screaming at her to stop. That voice was small and
getting smaller. Voge was in her mind controlling her reactions.
Relaxing
her grip on Kitty jean noticed that she was rubbing her thighs
together. Not sure if she was aware of that but Jean continued to
play with herself. All around the four Sea dogs began to teleport in.
One next to her and Voge. Another at the far end of the hall behind
the assembled X-Men, one on the left side and one on the right side.
Every one of them carried two cages per pirate, they were much bigger
then the one she had been in. More like portable cells she thought
about six feet tall by about six feet wide which seemed impossible
for the small pirates to carry but somehow they managed. Within the
cages were satchels. Jean wasn’t sure what was in them but she
could make a guess. Her mind screamed at her. This was not the deal.
[I
agreed to leave them alone and bring back your daughter toy. I didn’t
say I wouldn’t give them the choice to come willingly] Voges
thoughts came into her mind.
[No,
I wont allow it] Jean contested.
[You
are helping] Voge’s taunt and laugh came through her mind.
In
the real world Jean continued to play with herself, cumming like a
common whore in front of her friends as she communicated her
displeasure in her mind. The Sea Dogs were retrieving the satchels
from inside the cages and placing them just on the outside of them.
Jean watched as they reached into the satchels and removed a slave
cowl each. Just as she suspected.
“Now
if you desire the same experience and freedom. I invite all X-Women
to find the nearest cage. Proclaim me your Master, strip, kneel and
allow the cowl to be placed on you” Voge announced.
Jean
would have thought that would have started a riot and fight in the
hall but everyone was so transfixed on her actions and her own
moaning that the men, all of them had turned and adjusted their own
pants to avoid becoming embarrassed. Surely there wouldn’t be
anyone in the mansion willing to explore the same fate. Jean hated
herself right now but she couldn’t stop cumming. From the corner of
her eye Jean saw that Rachel had reentered the hall. Her aura
flashing and gaining strength with each passing millisecond.
“STOP!!!”
Rachel cried from the back. Her own Phoenix force flashing. Ripping
all from the spell Voge and Jean were placing around the hall. Her
eyes were flashing red with eh phoenix barely contained.
“YOU
DON’T THINK I CAN FEEL WHAT YOU ARE DOING?!!” Rachel’s cry was
intense and powerful. Jean was proud.
“Come
join your mother in bondage slave” Killian stepped forward with
chains hanging from his palms once more and a slave cowl in his hand.
“YOU
ARE USING MY MOTHER TO AMPLIFY YOUR OWN POWERS AND ATTEMPTING TO
COERCE MY FRIENDS INTO SLAVERY. I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!!!”
Rachel’s power flared once more and it prompted the X-Men to assume
their battle stances.
[Is
this true Master?] Jean couldn’t feel it but the changes down to
her she couldn’t be sure that he wasn’t using her as a power
source to do just that.
[Of
course. Your power is mine. Just like you. I may do with it as I
please. Observe] Voge’s thoughts came through her mind and Jean
wanted to scream and go for his throat. He caught the thought and
smiled down at her. Knowing she would be punished for that thought of
disobedience alone Jean tried with all her might to summon her own
powers to fight it but she couldn't There was just a feeling of
coldness where her power used to be.
In
the hall before her she noted that X-Men had turned to bar Rachel
from getting any further, all the men. A stunned look on her face
startled her and caused her power to drop a little. In front of them
Storm made her way to Voge. A determined expression on her face. Her
white eyes full of the power of the elements looked over Voge. On her
knees before her Jean was cumming like a slut in front of them all,
trying to prevent Voge with her mind to stop this. She couldn’t
though and was coming to grips with that very quickly.
“You
are my Master” Storm proclaimed. Her skin tight black costume was
stripped off of her within a minute by her own hands. She knelt
coming very close to Jean. So close that Jean could smell just how
aroused her own friend was. The Sea Dog closest had a slave cowl in
his hand. He moved towards her and clicked the cowl around her jaw
and chin. The power of it immediately making her movements more
automated and her mind open to suggestion.
“Crawl
into the cage and kneel. Knees spread hands on your thighs” Voge
commanded.
“Yes
Master” Storm announced with a slight monotone in her voice.
Crawling into the cage she assumed the position. All around female
X-Men members were beginning to make their way towards the Sea Dogs.
“NO!!!!”
Rachel screamed from the back as she tried to make her way through
the assembled X-Men against her but it was too much. Even for her and
she was losing power. The closer she got to Voge and Jean the less
power she had as Voge’s power boasted by Jean was draining her of
all her psi power. In front of them Psylocke had reached Voge.
Announced him as her Master and was stripping. On the far side of the
hall Jean could see Jubilee stripped and a cowl being placed around
her. To her left she saw Jubilee’s friend and old teammate Husk,
with a cowl on her she was crawling into the cage. On her right she
saw X-23, Laura the Wolverine clone just assuming her kneeling
position in the cage. Jean cried inside as her friends willingly
walked into slavery. With her eyes on the right Jean hadn’t noticed
Kitty had made her way to the front. A dazed expression on her face.
She called him Master and stripped allowing herself to have the cowl
placed around her and she joined Psylocke and Storm in the cell. The
front cell was pretty full next to Voge and Jean. The Sea Dog closed
the door to the cell and teleported it out. He was back within a
moment with an empty cage and more slave cowls
Across
the way Killian had made his way through the crowd and come to face
Rachel who was being held on the ground by five X-Men.
“Who
is your Master?” Killian demanded.
Rachel
hesitated and tried to get away before she became limp and tears came
down her face.
“Voge
is my Master”
“Release
her” Killian ordered.
The
mind controlled X-Men released her and allowed her to stand.
“Strip”
Killian commanded.
Rachel
nodded and began to remove her costume. Standing naked before the
pirate and the controlled X-Men she tried for a moment to shield her
body but then with a look from Killian she placed her hands down by
the side of her body and waited. Killian removed a salve cowl from
his waist and placed it around her. It clicked shut at the china and
Rachel felt her mind give way again.
“Crawl
behind me”
“Yes
Sir” Rachel lowered herself to all fours. Killian made his way
through the parting X-Men with Rachel crawling behind him. They
arrived before Voge and Jean. Inside her mind Jean was crying and
raging but on the outside her clit was needy and sore and still she
kept cumming.
“Stop
cumming toy” Voge ordered Jean. Thankfully, exhausted she removed
her fingers from her clit and nipples and looked around.
All
the X-Men men were transforming in to hounds. Black leather outfits
with the markings appearing on their faces. Spikes from their
shoulders to their hands and down the sides of their bodies. Spiked
collars as well emerging with chain leashes that were stretching out
back to Voge. Leash upon leash appeared wrapped around his wrist and
forearm. The cells were full of her friends. Nude and kneeling with
the cowls on them they willingly gave themselves to the control of
Voge.
“Hello
Rachel” Voge said.
“Hello”
Rachel answered with a monotone voice.
“You
may voice your mind” Voge allowed.
“You
are scum! And you mother! Look what you have done!!” Rachel’s
personality reasserted itself and she was angry.
“I
know” Jean cried.
“Lick
your mother clean slave” Voge ordered.
“That’s
disgusting” Rachel’s words objected but the power of the cowl had
her leaning forward and pressing her lips against her mothers thighs.
“Please
no Master” Jean begged.
“Silence”
Voge demanded.
Rachel's
tongue came out and began to lick away at Jean’s quickly drying
thighs from her own masturbation. Tongue making it’s way up her
thighs to her pussy she started to suck and lick on her mothers clit
which caused Jean to start to want to cum again.
“Enough”
Voge ordered. Rachel was happy to stop and wiped her mouth on her arm
to try and get the taste away from her mouth.
“You
will get used to it slave” Killian said from behind her.
The
Sea Dogs had just finished transporting everybody out. One reappeared
next to them all, they all stepped through with Jean and Rachel
following on all fours.
Leaving
behind the mansion that once housed the X-Men. The X-Men who were now
to be sold to the highest bidder.
The
End.
Great work, as usual. Good length as well.
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