X-Men Genosha Reborn Part 2

Here is the middle part of the story. Enjoy!

Ahab was back at the fallen X-Men mansion within the hour telling The Leader of the interaction.

“I had instructions not to attack unless I could come away with the fugitives with no contact with the Avengers” Ahab explained.

“That’s right my friend. We will deal with them in due time. Now we know they are all together so we can expect a counter attack at anytime. I don’t think the Avengers will be involved anymore then safe harbor and possibly intelligence. You did well” The Leader pulled on Emma’s leash bringing her crawling up to his side.

“You expect an attack here?”

“I do” The Leader pulled on Emma’s leash forcing her to stand up.

“What do you think slave?” The Leader asked.

“If they are together they will be formulating a plan to take back their grounds and their colleagues” Emma answered truthfully.

“What is the likelihood?” The Leader asked Emma.

“Depends on who is making the plans Master. Ororo will prefer a direct heads on approach while Phoenix will prefer a more subtle approach” Emma didn’t like that she had to answer truthfully but she didn’t see any harm. Surely they were not ready anyways for an attack and she would have been contacted through the mind link if they were even thinking about it.

“Who will be in charge then slave?” he asked.

“By pure hierarchy Ororo would be in charge but Jean and Rachel are powerful and they may convince her otherwise” Emma answered.

The leader reached out and felt Emma’s breasts through the mesh bra that she wore. Emma wanted to throw up but her programming forced her to smile and lean into the touches of the vile man.

“So it will be a full frontal attack?” Ahab asked.

“Give your full thoughts slave” The Leader commanded.

“No Master and Sir, I would wager that Jean and Rachel will opt for a more subtle approach. Maybe not even attacking here. I think with their thoughts and with the Avengers giving help. They will look to more subterfuge.” Emma had to give her thoughts on the possibilities. Knowing those statements may very well be right she wanted to scream. Instead she had to smile as the Leader reached under the mesh bra and teased a nipple.

“I’m not sure I agree with that assessment and would think you are lying to me if I didn’t know any better slave. They will surely attack here where we are more vulnerable” The Leader pushed up her bra to expose her breasts. Emma told herself it was the sudden brush of air on her nipples that caused them to become erect not that the man himself made her excited.

“That is my thoughts on what they will do Master” Emma responded. The Leader tweaked a nipple which forced a moan out of her.

[Emma?] The mind link was established by Jean just as the Leader excused Ahab to go tend to his hounds. His hands roaming her body while she knelt on the destroyed grounds of the mansion. The whole thing was revolting but she found herself getting turned on by the public display.

[Not now Jean] Emma sent back.

[I’m sorry but I must insist. We have word here that you are going to be on the move shortly and while you are nearby I need to ask something of you] Jean’s insistence and tone in her mind made Emma want to answer but the previous questions coming only moments ago from the Leader made her uncomfortable. The thought of knowing what was being planned and if he asked again she would have no choice but to tell all she knew. Not to mention that the Leader had moved on from playing with her breasts. He had left her bra pulled up and was no pulled her up to her feet and slipping a hand down her panties.

[Please not now Jean] Emma’s thoughts were sent back.

[What’s wrong Emma?] There was concern in her tone.

The Leader was a clumsy lover or maybe he didn’t so much care because of the nature of their relationship but his fingers on her clit was causing her to go wild with pleasure despite his ineptitude. Emma looked around and saw friends and fellow X-Men. All in cuffs and collar. They were staring at the display and Emma felt a blush rising to her cheeks. No small feet as she had long ago learned to deal with such things. Some of them looked away and others had looks of disgust on their face. Two of her former charges. Husk and Jubilee looked on. The two young woman she had a hand in training and educating were restrained together. A chain running from their collars to connect them. They were kneeling on the grounds with their wrist behind them in the cuffs. The chain that connected their wrist restraints looped over a large metal stake that had been hammered into the ground to keep them upright. The two of them looked at her and she them. Jubilee’s yellow trench coat had been lost somewhere in the thick of the battle. Her glasses that she used to stop from going blind when she fired her firework attack from her hands lay on the ground beside her. Her form fitting combat suit of a red top and blue shorts were torn and dirty. A breast had been exposed, wither it was from fighting or from the attentions of the soliders Emma didn’t know but she could guess. She had grown into a beautiful young woman Emma thought. The Leaders finger slipped into her pussy while he held her tight against him with the leash. Her eyes turned to Paige Guthrie, Husk was chained next to Jubilee. The blonde younger sister of Cannonball was a drop dead gorgeous specimen. The unfortunate part of Husk’s power was when she activated it she would literally peel away every inch of her skin and her costume would go with it to reveal a hidden form underneath. She could turn into virtually any material on earth. For the battle Emma had heard she had for the first time transformed into a pure Adamantuim skin. A remarkable achievement that Emma was proud of her for. The terrible thing was since she lost her costume each time she husked. Paige was staked in her kneeling position, cuffs and collar on and nothing else. The nubile young beauty was left exposed for all to see. Usually Emma knew that didn’t bother much. Paige had learned early and from Emma herself not to feel shame and certainly how she could use others with a body like hers but as two soldiers groped and mauled her body Emma’s heart went out to her. The Leaders finger became two inside her and though she was standing to his side and just a little in front of him she could feel his smile and certainly his rancid breath. Inwardly she sighed and outwardly she moaned from his touch.

[See what is wrong] Emma sent a picture through her eyes towards Jean.

Jean saw through Emma’s eyes and immediately gasped. Rachel took a hold of her and Jean reached out to share the image with Rachel. Through Emma’s eyes they saw a bound Cyclops, beaten to a pulp but barely breathing hunched and kneeling in cuffs and collar. His costume torn. Emma panned around the grounds. Jubilee and Husk kneeling and staked into the ground. Husk completely naked being pawed at by horny undisciplined soldiers, Jubilee her costume torn and a breast exposed. Looking around There was Magik and Pixie. Bound as well in the collars and cuffs and staked kneeling into the ground. Domino and Boom Boom, still struggling in their restrains but staked and kneeling on the ground. Mirage aka Dani Moonstar, Dazzler, Armor, Lifeguard the young Aussie lifeguard who was part Shi’ir whose power could transform her into whatever was needed to safe a life. They were all staked out to Emma’s right and around. To her left was Hope Summers who was the youngest on the field of battle but surely one of the most experienced. Her costume was torn and in shreds and she fought with vigor even through the shocks of the collar and cuffs. Frenzy, Sage, Rogue all staked out, cuffed and collared in a circle around the bloody pulp that was Scott Summers. Off of the top of her head Jean could not think of any other X-Men females that weren’t there and unaccounted for. She knew Polaris, M, Magma and Cecilla Reyes were protecting the children along with other male senior X-Men. Besides the four of them in the Avengers Mansion and the ones already captured and converted into slaves there was no one else. They had captured all the X-Women.

[Dear lord Emma…. I am sorry. Is Scott okay?]

[He is breathing honey, beyond that I do not know] Emma managed to respond. The Leaders fingers were working in and out of her now. She as stood in the middle of that circle in front of her love being touched and manhandled by the man who had just captured them all.

[I’m sorry about all of this Emma but we have a plan. We need your help]

[If I can stop this man from touching me I will help in any way I can, which is very limited at the moment]

[The injunction to keep the ships in America is going to fail and you are all our friends are going to be transported back to Genosha and be processed. What we need are the plans for the genetic coding machine so that Mr Stark can engineer a counter]

[I would not have that information darling as you know but you think Kitten can get it] Emma had to stop herself from moaning. The Leader was clumsy but she had been programmed to enjoy his touch.

[Yes, can you relay the request]

[Yes but how does it get to you?] Emma asked.

[We have that figured out and the less you know the better just have Kitty mark it somehow and leave it around] Jean sent over the mind link.

[Have her mark it Widget….. she’ll know] Rachel chimed in through the mind link

[Oh Rachel darling I wasn’t aware you were with us. I am terribly sorry about the images I was just conveying to Jean how dire the situation is] Emma was genuinely sorry. Though it often came out as condensation and she knew Rachel was a women and could handle those images she still felt the need to protect and train those who have ever been under her care.

Jean felt that through the link and so did Rachel.

[Your secret is still safe Emma] Jean winked through the link

[Thank you Jean. This vile man is about to make me do something I will play in my nightmares for the rest of my life so if you please the humiliation will be great enough without you having to share and feel it as well] Emma said.

[Good Luck Ms. Frost] Rachel sent.

[Give them hell Emma] Jean closed the link.

The Leaders fingers continued to go in and out of her. More of her friends were averting their eyes as her moans now could not be stopped.

“Who is your Master?” The Leader said just loud enough fro everyone to hear.

“AWWWWWW you are” Emma was forced to respond. So close to an orgasm. Emma was trying to close her eyes but each time he noticed that her eyes had closed he would order them to remain open.

“Stare at them slave. Your friends will share your fate. Show them what awaits them” The Leader ordered. Emma looked around. So many had averted their eyes but Husk, Jubilee, Hope, Magik and of course Scott through his bloody eyes and puffed up cheeks kept his eyes on her. This was duty she knew in his mind. To see it and to be strong not only for her and him but for everyone else. God she loved that man. Her moans increased and she came on his fingers. He worked them in and out for a minute afterwards. Milking her for everything. His fingers coated in her juices he pulled on her leash to the ground so she was on all fours again. He walked back towards Scott with his fingers aloft like he carried Yorick’s skull in Hamlet.

“Your woman is a slut” The Leader waved his fingers in Scott’s face. He remained stoic and simply looked out towards the Leader. His fingers went in the air and he pulled her around the circle of her friends. Showing them all her juices.

“This is your fate slaves….. it’s not so bad. If you cooperate you will be treated well and be rewarded just like my slave was. Isn’t that right slave?” The Leader asked.

“Yes Master” Emma’s cheeked burned in shame for the first time in a long, long time.

“Why Widget?” Jean asked. The four remaining X-men women stood in the common room of the Avengers mansion. Around them was some of the Avengers themselves. Captain America, Tony Stark the Iron Man, Black Widow, Black Panther and Hawkeye.

“When we formed Excalibur there was an inter dimensional transporter we had called Widget. It’s something I don’t think anyone will think twice on but it’s specific enough for us to know” Rachel said.

“Good plan” Widow said.

“Now we wait” Laura said. She slumped into a chair.

“Yes and then I’ll do my bit for you all” Widow stated.

Luck would have it that the Leader was permitted to fly back and forth between the grounds and Genosha. His own diplomatic immunity allowing him to do so. Of course Emma accompanied him on his trip back to Genosha. There she had seen the newly programmed Psylock mounted on a fucking machine in some filthy ministers office while he played with himself in front of her. Her legs spread wide while she sat with a wooden back support that she had her collar attached to at the back. Her legs open and restrained individually to the legs of the wooden chair. A machine mounted at the bottom with a large black dildo hammered away at her pussy. Psylocke was screaming in ecstasy when Emma saw her. The Leader had laughed and carried on. Emma made telepathic contact with Kitty who was distressed to be sleeping in a dog bed but no less worse of the wear. The request was easily done she said as she had been thinking that to serve her Maser better a back up of all the programming on a thumb drive would be prudent. It was after very much a prudent thing to do so Kitty had no problem suggesting it and when he had asked why she labeled it Widget she had told the truth that it was an old friend from Excalibur who was good with secrets. The stay in Genosha lasted only about six hours Emma thought before she was crawling back onto the transport behind him and being whisked away back to the States and her destroyed home.

The encampment on the mansion grounds lasted for three days. The hounds had returned everyday to the Avengers mansion. Never cloaked after the first exchange but they would spend hours outside the mansion pacing around. Each day they would return. For three days the Women of the X-Men were staked out kneeling on the grounds of the place they used to call home. The ruins were a constant reminder of their failure and the daily beating of their leader Cyclops in front of all was a permanent threat to morale. Over time each one of them had been stripped of every item of clothing. Forced to eat and take on water like animals from cruel and sadistic guards. The only saving grace was they had not been violated in any other way then having their bodies groped and manhandled. Emma on the other hand had forced to endure a public shaming each day. Taken out in front of them all she had been fingered to orgasm in front of them. The next day the Leader brought her out and had her kneel before him and suck him off for a good hour before he came over her face. Then he led her around the circle telling everyone that was their fate. After he had finished with her tour of her friends she was led back to Cyclops and forced to masturbate in front of him for another hour. On the third day Emma was brought out once more into the center of the encampment where all the women were held and Cyclops was held in the middle. Emma was commanded once more to give the Leader a blowjob. She had his cock in her mouth and her lips around her balls for another hour and he never came until he had her stop. After she was forced to bend on all fours facing Scott while his hard cock coated in her saliva rammed into her ass. He took her ass in front of everyone and Emma screamed. She didn’t want to and she certainly didn’t want to give him the satisfaction but she screamed. In her mind she promised him all sorts of revenge but by the end of it she was left weeping on the ground in front of her love while cum dripped down from her well fucked ass. To his credit Scott never once turned his face away and maintained the same indifferent expression throughout.

The Leader walked way but only a few feet as he still held her leash in his hand while she soaked in her shame and humiliation. His back turned to her he did not notice the wink she gave to Scott. In turn his brief yet pronounced curling of one side of his mouth into a grin was seen by all of the X-Women who were within viewing area. In that brief moment, hope was restored while Emma Frost lay in a heap on the destroyed ground of the school with cum trickling down her ass cheeks. Through it all Emma had dared not contact any of the X-Men with her telepathy as she did not have the ability to mask and since Jean and Rachel's attack on the hounds telepaths they had kept a very tight and stringent scan. Not hard for Jean to break or even Rachel. Emma could if she had access to the full range of her telepathy but she seemed to only be able to form the mind links for communication. The wink and the grin was all that could be done and it was all that was needed.

“My Leader!” A voice from behind Emma towards where the Leader stood looking over the camp and his eyes focusing on the women staked around him.

“Yes” He called back.

“The inspections are done and though they are not happy there is no more legal authority to keep us here” The aide proudly announced.

“Excellent pack up the camp I want to be airborne within the hour. Secure the prisoners first and make sure that one….” He pointed towards Cyclops.

“…. Is guarded heavily” The Leader proclaimed.

A jerk on her leash told Emma it was time for her to resume her duties as a slave. She got up to her hands and knees and crawled after him. The Leader started to make his way towards the transport while orders were being shouted. Tents came down immediately and soldiers were out in force already making their way towards the prisoners. As Emma crawled through the circle of her captured friends she was met by equally devious and knowing smiles. Hope was indeed being restored she mused. She just hoped that Kitty got that message and got the info out.

“We’ve got word that they are breaking encampment” Laura rushed into the common room.

“Stark where are we with the neutralizer” Jean asked.

“I need another ten minutes to synthesize enough for all four of you. Once you are all injected you will come out of the genetic machine with any and all changes they will expect of you. You will receive the orders in your mind and where you would normally not have a choice but to follow through on them. Your free will, will still be maintained. Once you are home a quick trip to my lab will remove all the programming and body changes the machine may have caused. Besides the psychological trauma there will be no trace of what was done to you.”

“What about everyone else?” Ororo asked.

“I am afraid they will still be under control until you can get them back here but I can reverse it. I just don’t know what your going to do about the hounds. Hound Wolverine is scary as hell” Stark replied.

“Don’t worry about the hounds” Rachel said with surprising and unnerving confidence. The three days had been a godsend for her. She was not at one hundred percent but she was close that she could operate on a very high level for a good amount of time.

“Our offer of help still stands” Cap said. He stood in the common room with a frown and his arms crossed.

“We will need it but the heavy lifting has to be us my friends” Ororo stated.

“Then we will be on standby in Wakanda to render assistance” T’Challa walked to his love Ororo and took her by the shoulders and kissed her.

“My love you will see and hear things…. Have no fear….. I will endure” Storm stroked his cheek and kissed him one more time passionately yet quickly on the lips.

Everyone looked away at their shared love and then turned back with smiles on their faces.

“Okay enough of the mushy stuff….. let’s go get some payback” Laura unsheathed her claws. A deadly serious look on her face and bounded from the room.

“Okay now she scares me more then hound Wolverine” Stark quipped.

“Smart man” Rachel teased and raced out of the room behind her.

They found Laura outside Tony’s lab. For a couple of minutes they waited for the neutralizer to be finished and then took their shots.

“Good luck X-Men” Cap shook their hands and watched them depart. Heading with great speed in the sky towards their home. Ororo flying gracefully on the winds. Jean and Rachel aloft from their tk and Jean taking Laura with them.

“Tony…...” Cap turned to his friend.

“Yeah Cap?”

“Let’s give them a wild card or two…. Or three” Cap grinned. It took Tony only a second to guess at what he was thinking.

“I like that” Tony smiled.

“Good you work on that. I’ll prep the jet” Cap finished.

The four women flew most of the way but as soon as Rachel detected the hounds on patrol they landed. With Jean and Rachel’s power they made the four of them small on the astral plane. Laura led the way avoiding all other sentries until they were within sight of the camp. It was rapidly coming down with only a couple of X-Men still remaining outside. It looked like most had been loaded already into the waiting transports.

“Okay Jean me and you go high. Hit them hard and fast. Rachel and Laura stick to the shadows and hit hard after we have passed. Go for the transports and get as many out as you can. They have to believe this is a last ditch attack” Ororo ordered.

“Got it Storm” Rachel confirmed. They all nodded.

The perimeter was only defended by the Hounds and even they seemed to be mostly loaded onto the transports at this point. So Rachel and Laura made their way along the edges of the forest at good speed. Storm and Jean waited until they could see the two of them were among the transports. Once they saw that the other two were in place they took flight. Storms winds and Jean’s aura quickly garnered the attention of the soldiers in the area. They began to fire into the wind which Storm either batted away with her winds or Jean allowed to bounce off of her aura. The Leader came roaring out with Emma half dragged along behind him on the leash. She looked up at the commotion and saw Storm and Jean fighting. Storm was calling lightening down from the heavens to smash groups of soldiers while Jean was uplifting trees, vehicles, debris. Anything she could get her mind on and throwing them around. The Leader quickly shouted for them to stop using live bullets. There was a lull at that point while the soldiers switched to tranq darts. From the distance there came a screeching sound and a thunder not of Storms making. It was Cannonball and Banshee the hounds were coming right for the two in the air. Jean and Storm switched positions. Storm threw a lightening bolt and hurricane force winds at Banshee. The old Irish veteran dodged them but was hit by a tree that Jean had uplifted and thrown into his path. Banshee crashed into the grounds and lay lump. Cannonball, invulnerable while flying would sail right through that trick so Jean switched to his mind. She found the mind of a hound to be easy to get into but slippery once in. She could not shut him down and he crashed through the pair. Causing Jean to lose her concentration she nearly fell out of the air until her tk field lit up again and kept her aloft. The tk field though was slightly different then before and Jean was clearly shaking herself awake. Emma looked around and crunched on the other side of the compound was a small figure that was hidden by trees but she as ablaze with power. Rachel had kept her mother up and given her time to regain her senses. Storm twisted and twirled on the way down but her natural talent wiht the elements kept her aloft and allowed her to reenter the contest. Emma looked towards where Rachel had been and she had vanished. Most of the soldiers in the camp were converging on Storm and Jean. The Leader though was restless.

“There are two missing. Where is Ahab and all his hounds?” He mused aloud. He jerked on Emma’s leash pulling her close against his leg.

“Have you seen the Hound Master” He asked.

“No Master” Emma answered honestly.

Jean meanwhile was in the air and recovered. She took a stockpile of tent poles and started to fling them at the soldiers who had to dive for cover. The hound Colossus appeared in the area. He took the tent poles as they landed. With a great roar he threw them one by one with speed and accuracy. Jean had to telekeniticaly throw them aside and dodge. Storm tried to help but she was dealing with the returning Cannonball.

Elsewhere in the compound, Rachel and Laura were making their way towards what Laura had determined to be the transport containing Magik and Pixie. The thought being to free the teleporters first so that they could help everyone else get away. They were about ten feet away from the transport. Rachel had to give it to the soldiers they had remained on guard, two of them at the ramp towards the back of the ship and another circling around the whole ship. Laura took him out with a deft blow to the back of her head and they were next to the transport.

“Can you smell anyone else in the ship” Rachel asked.

“No, can you sense anyone?” Laura replied.

“No”

“Trap” Laura said.

“Oh for sure” Rachel agreed.

“So we spring it right and if we get lucky and get them away then at least there is a semblance of a back up plan” Laura stated.

“I agree”

“Don’t have to make it easy though” Laura unsheathed her claws and smiled. She cut into the ship and made a door within seconds. Rachel blasted a tk blast through the opening and into the entire ship. Hoping it would take down any one else in there.

Storm and Jean were under pressure. Tranq darts came through the air at every angle and from different speeds. Cannonball and Colossus were boxing them in as well. The Leader watched it all with Emma by his side. Emma thought they were taking it a little easy as they fought but not noticeably so to anyone else. She could feel in their minds that they weren’t scared and to them everything was going to plan. There was no pressure and no sense of urgency coming from them and though they had been through so many battles that they would be relatively comfortable. Storm and Jean to Emma were far to calm as if for once everything was going to plan.

There was a crash from behind them. Rachel and Laura, Emma thought. All eyes turned to see the pair being thrown out from a transport. The ramp lowered and about fifty hounds including Gambit came running out after them. Ahab strolling behind with all the leashes wrapped around his arms and torso. Gambit let loose with a full blast of his powered up cards. Rachel put up a shield with her telekinesis just barely in time. Laura was on her feet diving around the shield and the stream of cards from Gambit. Rushing the oncoming hounds she sidestepped and with almost one blow per hound she was dropping them at every turn until the hounds parted to let her into a circle. Rachel could barely see her. But she could feel her. Laura was actually enjoying herself but then there was a hint of fear, surprise and anger. Gambit was almost blinding Rachel with his never ending supply of kinetically charged cards but Rachel could make out through the energy and through her perceptions with Laura. Hound Wolverine had entered the fray. Laura was now involved in combat with her mentor and father.

“Come and surrender Rachel…… You know you can’t win. Surprise is gone now” Gambit called over the screen of exploding cards.

“I’ve been where you are Remy, you can beat it”

In response Gambit increased the frequency of his thrown cards. Rachel could handle it though but she was getting a little concerned about Laura and the advancing hounds coming around and circling her. With her shield in place they could not jump her but it would only take a slip and they would pounce.

There was a shout from in front of her. Rachel felt sadness in Laura and got an image of Wolverine skewed with her claws and falling to the ground. Laura knew as they all did he would recover quickly enough but she took the opportunity and feigned a moments hesitation. The hounds around her pounced and took her down. Ahab was walking by her and Rachel got an image of a collar and restraints being placed on Laura. Rachel grimaced but it was all apart of the plan. Gambit was one of the most resourceful and tricky mutants out there but Rachel was confident she could hold him off forever if she needed. As he continued to throw his charged cards at her from different angles and at different intervals. Looking for a gap in her shield.

Storm weaved through the sky with Cannonball in hot pursuit. She caught a glimpse of Jean picking Colossus up with her telekinesis and throwing him into the woods, trees splintering and exploding as he was barreling through. There were other hounds now including a couple of fliers. One was bursting with fire from his fingers and throwing them at the pair and another was winged but it wasn’t Angel. They could see Angel on the other side of the compound rushing back to help out his fellow hounds. The numbers were going to prove to much in a moment. Storm sighed and broke left where she should have broke right and allowed Cannonball to hit her. She dropped out of the sky and landed in the midst of soldiers and hounds. She kicked and screamed as she tried without much effort to take back to the skies. Without delay though, they had her on the ground. Pinned They fitted her with cuffs and collar and had her kneeling on the ground. Surrounded by a dozen guards and a few hounds who kept an eager watch on her.

There were only two left the Leader thought with satisfaction. He was having the clone woman brought out to the field where the soldiers were holding Storm. He was walking behind them as she fought in her restraints. They shocked her repeatedly and even without her healing factor her ferociousness was a sight to behold. Any other person would have crumbled and lapsed into the unconsciousness now with all the shocks but she was still fighting just as strongly, maybe even more so. She was though being pulled along at a good rate and soon they were on the field were above Jean Grey was still fighting. In the distance the bubble shield around Rachel Summers could be seen but he was leaving her to Ahab who was there. Shouting orders to his hounds and the soldiers under his command around the transports. His prize was above him, the Leader thought and he couldn’t wait for it.

Rachel had no choice but to watch as they marched Laura past her. They redoubled her efforts to pierce her shield just as they walked by and she couldn’t spare any power to help her. Ahab stood nearby with all the chains wrapped around him and a smile that Rachel couldn’t wait to smack off of his face. Through a mind link with her mother she knew Storm was down and caught. This was the time where they were supposed to be feigning a retreat but Jean was well and truly boxed in and if Rachel tried to move she was afraid she would stumble and lose concentration on her protective bubble. The energy being put out by Gambit was enough to take out a fair amount of people in and around her and Rachel wanted to minimize casualties. At least in those thoughts she thought there was a way to do her job. She started to slowly walk back from the fight. Hounds surrounded her walking in step with her as she was stepping backwards. Her bubble began to retract and the hounds smiled and Ahab roared to finish her off. Gambit continued his fight, while Cable and Warpath pounded away at the shield. Rachel brought the bubble back even further, shrinking it on purpose to show a weakening. Now only a couple of feet around her. Looking behind her she made sure she could angle the blasts correctly so as to not injure anyone including the hounds she faked a trip and dropped her shield partially. Gambit’s energy cards deflected up and away from everything but she was on the ground. Hounds pounced on her including Cable. The sight of him so close and so mindless under Ahab’s thrall was enough for her to swear unholy revenge against the hound Master if she hadn’t already had enough reason. Cuffs were placed on her, forcing her hands behind her back in the big clunky restraints that went up to her elbows and covered her hands like mitts. A collar was quickly placed around her throat and Rachel’s aura died out.

“You are mine” Ahab was inches from her within seconds of the collar going on.

“Never again monster!!” Rachel spat at him.

Jean had lost contact with Rachel and saw in the distance the shield had gone down and the energy discharges had stopped. She smiled inwardly, well done she thought to herself and knew that it was now her turn. She weaved in the air and the second man with wings was there. He hammered her with a hammer punch from over head. She was protected because of her tk shield but the force knocked her right down to the feet of her son Cable who had appeared almost from nowhere. His face stoic and without mercy she had a moment to think there really was no change in his facial features because he always looked like that before he reacted quicker then her own power and slapped a collar around her throat. He flipped her onto her stomach and roughly applied the large cuffs to her and chains. When she was flipped back over and brought to her feet she saw the Leader coming towards her with Storm, Laura and a little further behind Rachel being guided by Ahab towards them. Gathered in the middle of the grounds the soldiers were laughing and saluting each other in their apparent victory. The Leader had a look of smug satisfaction on his face and pulled poor Emma around to him so that she was still on all fours but facing him with her back to Jean.

“I told you they would attack here slave” He gloated.

“Yes Master” Emma replied before she was shoved out of the way. The Leader approached Jean who was being held by Cable and the returned from the woods Colossus, who had branches and leaves stuck to his metallic shell. The Leader walked the extra couple of steps to bring himself within reaching distance of Jean. Emma trailing behind on all fours with her head down.

The Leader took Jean’s chin in his hand and slapped her.

“You stupid mutants dare oppose us. You will learn who your betters are” The Leader spat while he slapped her again. Jean’s head spun with the slapping but she held his look with her eyes and showed her own fire and spirit. Behind her she could hear Rachel yelling and screaming both at the Leader and Ahab with some of the most vile things she had ever heard from her daughter. Storm looked woozy but alert and Laura was finally shocked into submission at least for the moment. They gathered all four of them.

“The X-Men are no more!! we have their most powerful and the majority of them. We will hunt down all who carry the X gene and make them property of Genosha as is intended” The soldiers all cheered and Jean felt a little piece of humanity die with it.

“I know we wanted to leave shortly but I think a demonstration is in order. Stake them out and bring all the captives out to see their hope dead”

Kitty woke in her dog bed and hated herself for even yawning. She looked over to the lab and saw her Master hard at work. There was a clock in the lab and it showed she had slept for six hours. With her exhaustion she was surprised she hadn’t slept for a week. The Genengineer had been hard at work and subsequently her as well ever since the news of the injunction being lifted. There were now ten special genetic mapping machines all setup in the lab and a further twenty in the holding cells that were the basic model.

“Good morning slut…. Or is it Evening. I don’t know. Did you sleep well?” Her Master asked.

“Yes Master… thank you” Kitty replied. Disgusted at herself for being so polite to such a vile man.

“Excellent then I will send for an escort so that you may freshen up, I will join you there in a few moments and then you can get something to eat and drink after” he said.

“Yes Master, I thought we were done with production on the machines” Kitty asked.

“We are slave but we must make sure the power requirements are sufficient for optimal efficiency and though this facility has ample amounts of power the key is distribution” The Engineer explained.

“I understand Master. I will be back soon to help” Kitty replied. She was standing now in front of the dog bed and waiting for her escort to arrive. It did in the form of a solider who whisked her out of the lab. Not out through the main door but through a side door. Kitty found herself in a smaller room with a selection of foods and drinks. She reached out to take some but her hand was slapped away by the soldier.

“Not yet gene joke. Orders are for you to clean up first and then food and drink” the soldier said with such malice that Kitty wondered if he was even human. He pushed her along, her leash chain dragging along the floor behind her. The solider was either unable or unwilling to hold her leash. He pushed her to another door. This door opened into a small room that was tiled from top to bottom with a drain in the center. There was a hose that came out of the far wall and wrapped around that wall and the side wall up to the door they had just come through. At the end of the hose it was connected to was a large steel pole about three feet long that had a gruff looking brush at the end. It’s bristles looked corse, in the center there were none but a small hole. On the side of the brush was a small canister filled with a green liquid. Directly opposite was a small little alcove with shampoo and conditioner, moisturizers and all sorts of beauty products. The guard pushed her in further. Kitty noticed that behind the hanging brush on the wall was a small control panel with a couple of knobs. Pushed into the center of the room Kitty was told to wait. The Solider exited the room and Kitty waited in the room for a couple of minutes. She noted on the far end where the hose came in there were vents at the top of the room and at the bottom embedded into the floor. After a few minutes more the Genengineer walked in. He was wearing a long trench coat with a hood and goggles on. He grabbed the brush from the pole and turned the knobs on the panel. Water began to spray out of the brush and Kitty got a really bad feeling.

“I wont always be the one washing you but I wanted to be the first. Stand in the center slave”

“Yes Master” Kitty knew what was about to happen. She was going to be washed down like an animal in a zoo. The brush landed on her chest. The bristles were actually quite soft and from the center of the head of the hole soap began to come out from it. The Engineer moved the brush over her body, guiding it with the pool. Rubbing every inch of her like some prized animal. Once she was soaped up The water washed it away she felt a slight chill but she had been ordered to stand in the center. The Engineer placed the brush and pole back on the wall but removed the head from the pole. Revealing a hose connected inside through the pole. It snaked out, through a long flexible hose. He brought the head towards her.

“Lift your leg” He ordered. Kitty lifted her right leg. Balancing on her left she watched in horror as the Engineer brought the brush to her pussy and made sure to give her a thorough cleaning with the brush there. Spraying soap and water all over her. He then had her lower her leg and turn around where he ordered her to bend over, spread her legs and grab her ankles. Leaving her asshole open she felt the bristles of the brush being used to give her ass and her cheeks a good clean. Finished with that humiliation he had her stand upright again facing him. He used the brush intimately again on her chest making sure to linger on her nipples. Kitty wanted to cry but despite it all she was getting turned on by the humiliation and the stimulation.

“Good girl” Her Master stated as he replaced the head back onto the pole. Kitty was aware that her clothing was designed for this use and knew it was already dry but she felt cleaner and for that she was thankful. He walked her over to the end of the room and had her stand over the vents which started to blast hot air to fully dry her. With leash in hand she was lead over to the alcove where all the beauty products were. There she found a toothbrush and toothpaste. He held her leash and watched as she brushed her teeth from a small faucet that was there as well. Somehow that experience was just as humiliating as being washed or even giving a blowjob.

Led out of the showering area back into the room with food and drink she was allowed to eat and drink for about twenty minutes before she was brought back into the lab and put back to work. After about an hour the Engineer looked up from his station and smiled.

“I just got word that your remaining friends have been apprehended” His smile was smug and Kitty wanted to punch him.

“They will be here soon and the teleportation of the regular populace is about to start in earnest” He laughed.

Jean watched, to her left Laura was being staked out on the ground next to her. Hands cuffed behind her. Pole extending out from the ground and attached to the back of her collar. To her right Storm was already staked in position. Five guards all around her laughing. To Storm’s right Rachel was being brought to her knees in preparation for her to be staked out as well. She was fighting but there were five guards around her as well. One on each limb it seemed while another behind her kicked out her knees and forced her to the ground. Another guard came up with a stake and hammered it down while the soldiers forced Rachel’s hands over the stake. The same guard who had kicked her knees out fastened a short chain from the back of her collar to the stake.

“Get that gene freak under control” The Leader ordered. A solider next to Rachel roughly shoved the butt end of his gun into the side of her head. Rachel wasn’t knocked out but it did knock the fight out of her. Staked in place the four of them watched as the transports were unloaded with the X-Men. Jean didn’t have much time to dwell on that before a cadre of soldiers surrounded her as well as the rest of the remaining four who had just been captured.

“Strip them” The Leader commanded. This renewed protests and fighting from all four of them. Even Rachel who growled and tried to bite any solider who tried to get a grasp of her. With five soldiers hanging around each they all grabbed a hold of them, eventually pieces of their costume were grabbed. Roughly and with great pain they tore the costumes from them. Laura’s was the first to go completely. She had fought and even managed to bite a couple of the guards hands but they had taken a very rough approach with her. She knelt in the grounds with taters of her costume around her. The five guards assigned to her watched, leering and laughing at the barely out of her teens beserker. Jean was next to be fully exposed. The upper portion of her costume with the Phoenix symbol had been torn away at first to give everyone a good glimpse of her chest. The symbol was thrown on the ground and picked up by the Leader who smiled. The rest of her costume came quickly after that. Rachel was next. There was still some fight in her but the knock from the gun had really taken a lot of energy from her. Her jacket had been sliced in two and torn from her. Her body suit she wore underneath torn into two in one massive tear that left two giant portions of her costume to either side of her. Her entire body exposed. Storm was last to have the last of her costume torn away. Her black costume wasn’t the most covering of uniforms to begin with but they had taken their time with her. Almost as if they were unwilling to hurt the Queen of Wakanda anymore then already had. In the end though the four of them were left exposed.

All the other X-Men had been brought out. A pair of soldiers to each one they kept them standing as they watched the four women have their bodies exposed.

“These were the last of your pathetic X-Men. Except for the ones you sent away to guard your children. They will be captured. We have already discovered their positions” The Leader taunted.

“We will be returning home soon but I want you all to witness their first humiliations since they missed all of yours” He continued. Behind him four soldiers appeared carrying four blocks in their hands. They were about three feet long and about two and half feet tall. Black except for a beige center lining along the top they had what appeared to be battery packs attached at the back. They placed a block in between the legs of the four women and made sure that their exposed sexes were directly atop of them. Emma knew what they were but she was sure probably most of her fellow mutants and probably a large portion of the soldiers here didn’t know.

“Each one of you will call yourselves property before the hour is up” The Leader said with venom in his voice.

“Go to Hell” Laura spat out. She was met with a butt end of a gun for her outburst to the side of her head.

“Screw you. I’ve been a slave, never again!!” Rachel cried. There was another butt end of a gun hitting her but this time in her exposed stomach. Air was blown out of her lungs and she felt her strength ebbing away again.

“If you plan to humiliate us then get on with it” Jean stated.

“I must agree with Jean, do you worst” Storm echoed.

The Leader and the assembled soldiers all laughed at their bravado.

The blocks beneath them began to hum. On top of the block that strip of beige began to vibrate directly against their pussies and clits.

“OHHHHHH!” Jean couldn’t help the cry. The vibrating on her clit was so intense she just couldn’t resist.

Thankful she wasn’t the only one Storm cried out next in pleasure. The sensations on her body causing her to get very close to coming very quickly. Rachel and Laura were a little further behind because of the pain they were in but they were soon moaning, albeit in smaller and less prolonged gasps then their older peers.

“Queen whore I want you in their minds. I want you making their orgasms ten times more powerful and I want you to send image after image of them in chains before me. I want them addicted to the chains and loving every minute of it while they orgasm. I want every minute they are bound here to feel like hours…… no days….. no months.” The Leader said only loud enough so that Emma on all fours next to him could hear him.

“Yes Master…… forgive me…..” Emma added under her breath.

[Jean I am sorry] Emma said into her mind. Before she could respond Jean saw images in her mind and then a reality taking shape.

[No Emma please no!] Jean screamed knowing what was about to happen.

[I am sorry, I can not disobey my Master]

The reality was being built in her mind and Jean now without her powers could not resist. She had a moment of clarity where she knew she was still on the mansion grounds bound on her knees and then it was gone.

Jean found herself in a dark dungeon. She was sitting on a floor with her back against a cold stone wall. Her hands were chained above her in heavy shackles. Chains dangling down allowing her to sit and to lay down if she wanted. She could stand up but she got the feeling her legs were tired. Looking up and down herself she noted she was in a blue costume with a giant white x over the upper portion of her body and head gear that hid her face but not her eyes. It was dirty and torn in some places but it kept her modesty. Something felt off about the costume. Why was she in it? This wasn’t her current costume…. Or was it? She wasn’t sure. Images of her in other costumes came to mind. She was a heroine, with powers she thought. Getting out of here should be an easy thing to do but no matter what she did she could not activate her powers. She languished in the chains. Looking around it was just stone. Moldy brown and orange stones. The only change being a large iron door on the far side of the wall to her right. It was old by the look of it with chrome steel divots at equal spaces around the frame of the door. At the bottom of the door was a little slid door. She had gotten out of worse, it seemed like something she would say and think but it felt alien to her. Her muscles ached and she felt like she had been there for days. Mouth was dry and her stomach ached for food.

“Hello?” Jean said hoping someone was listening. Sure that there as someone there.

There was no response. Jean just languished in the chains. Minutes became hours and hours became days. At some point she had fallen asleep and when she woke up from the hunger pains in her stomach she saw at the door were the sliding smaller door was there was a tray with some food and water. The chains on her wrists allowed her to walk most of the way there but she could not bend down and get the tray. Stretching out with her feet she could just get a hook on it with her boot and dragged it over towards her. The stone floor was a little uneven and caused the water to spill some but it was mostly full. When she could she picked up the tray and brought it back to the wall were the chains came from. Standing up she held the tray in one hand and took a drink of water. It was clumsy and she worried about dropping the tray but she had some water and looked at the food. It was just a piece of bread but it looked fresh at least. She took a bite and was happy to find it very tasty. Finishing the bread of quickly she took the final sips of the water and placed the tray back on the floor.

It seemed all she did was sleep and eat almost every other day. She hoped it was every other day anyways. By her own internal clock but he had no way of knowing for sure. Chained and doing nothing, always having food delivered when she was sleeping. Jean wasn’t sure if that was on purpose, in which case someone was monitoring her or just coincidence.

In the real world only moments had passed. The vibrating block beneath her was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Moaning was increasing with each passing second. Her mind completely involved in the reality crafted by Emma.

Days passed in the dungeon. Jean had eaten every other day she thought at least. But there had been no contact. Couldn’t even remember why she was there anymore. All she knew was she wanted out. Sitting in her brig Jean finally heard the door open entirely while she was awake. In walked a man she knew but she couldn’t think of his name. He was sleazy and untrustworthy but Jean was just happy to see anyone.

“Let me out” She pleaded with the man.

“You know what you have to say to be let out” The man replied. An evil grin spreading across his face.

“What do you mean?” Jean asked.

“You know. For now though turn around” The man ordered. Jean found herself unable to resist the command and turned around. Unwilling to disobey the man for fear he would leave her alone again. Forcing her to kneel facing the wall she was chained too. The wall was the only thing she could see so she didn’t notice the man removed from behind him a whip. It uncoiled in his hand. The man stepped back and lashed out with the whip. The braided leather ran through the air before the tip hit her backside. Jean screamed in agony.

Jean screamed as she came from the vibrations. The block had brought an orgasm from her body. In the real world her body jerked and lashed about on the block as the orgasm was torn from her body against her will.

The whip lashed against her again and again in the dungeon fantasy that Jean now felt was her entire life. Jean in the brig felt nothing but agony and pleasure from the exercise.

“Do you want to say it?” The man asked.

“Say what?” Jean pleaded. A tear running down her check.

“You know what to say” The man said.

The whip landed again and again on her back and her ass. Jean was crying in pain.

In the real world she was screaming in ecstasy as the block extracted orgasm after orgasm from her.

The whipping ended and the man departed from the prison. Jean slumped to the floor in her chains. She could feel the damage done to her back and ass. With nothing else to do or say she cried as she curled up into a ball on the cold stone floor and cried.

It was the next day in the brig when the man came again and had her turn around. The whip was uncoiled and she was given another more painful whipping as he demanded for her to say the words but she wasn’t sure what he meant. In the real world Jean had barely rested for a minute before the orgasms that coincided with the whipping in her mind began again. Her body was cumming while her mind was telling her she was in extreme pain. The whipping in her mind lasted hours but the orgasms in the real world were barely two minutes. Two minutes enough to leave her body wrecked and sore from the sheer violence of them. Jean’s eyes had rolled into the back of her head so she could not see that her friends she had been caught with were experiencing the same sort of experience and she certainly could not see the horrified look on her fellow captive X-Men faces who stood surrounded by guards looking at the new captives. Because her vision was in the reality Emma was crafting for her.

The torture in her mind went on for a couple of weeks before she knew what the man wanted her to say but she refused for over a month after that. Languishing in the chains, a pattern of eating, sleeping and whipping rotting her mind. Knowing that the only way out was to admit she was property.

On the final day the man came in to the prison and uncoiled the whip. He ordered her to turn around and Jean refused she just stood in the chains and looked at the man. Her head dropped down and all she could see was the stone floor.

“I am property” She said defeated.

“Say it again” The man demanded.

Jean’s orgasms in the real world had stopped and she hung as much as she could in the restraints. Her head drooping down. A tiny bit of drool escaping her kips. Her body was a wreck and her mind was a sea of pain.

“I am property” Jean said aloud on the destroyed mansion grounds surrounded by her friends and family. There were sharp intakes of breath and some tears from her friends. They tried to look away from her and pretend they hadn’t heard the words but the Leader made sure that they all hear her. He was quite persistent in making sure that Jean said it again and louder each time for the next couple of minutes.

“HAHAHA the mighty Jean Grey….. pathetic!” The Leader laughed and his soldiers cheered.

Jean was the first of the four to say it but it wasn’t long before they all would.

Laura was staked out on the grounds of the mansion. Her mind overfilled with images of her. She was in a cold sterile environment. Vats of her own clones all around her. Men in lab coats walking around her. She sat in a heavy steel chair in the middle of the lab. Chains binding her hands, arms, ankles, legs and her body to the chair. An iv running into her arm. There was some sort of crown around her forehead as well that had wires sticking out of it connected to machines behind her. Sat in her favored black costume. Laura could think but that was all. She had no control over her body. Vaguely she remembered being captured by these same lab coat wearing madman. Claiming she was theirs and by right they could do whatever they wanted with her. Laura knew she had been grown in a similar environment. She knew she was a clone of Wolverine but he had himself told her that she was something more then that. That she was something far beyond just being a piece of property but here sat in this chair for however long it had been Laura doubted that.

Person after person would come and adjust things on the crown or touch something on the iv or inject her with something. She could not fight it, could not move an inch. Sat there, she was just an object to be used.

Months she sat in that chair. The vats around her had little babies growing in them Still no communication with her. Just more and more blood taken, IV's changed, pulses through the crown into her mind. Laura sat there. This was what she was born for. She knew that now. The time out in the world was little more then a dream. Perhaps a fantasy she had told herself at one point in order to escape from this life but she knew she was back now. The words formed in her mind but she could not say them. The chair was her world and her world was devoid of action, or communication. She could not say the words.

“I am property” Laura’s voice was tiny and seemed almost like it had a shadow in them. Staked out on the grounds of the mansion to Jean’s left her head sloped down and joined Jean in never ending bliss from the vibrating block.

Ororo Monrue knew she was in cuffs and a collar. Kneeling on the grounds of the destroyed place she had called home for so many years. Instinctively she knew this. Her mind however told her she was elsewhere and her mind was powerful. No matter how hard she fought the mind. Telling herself she knew she was restrained elsewhere she kept seeing images and then finally she accepted the new reality.

Not that her new reality was a good one. Ororo was bound in a tight latex suit with cinched belts all over. Her head was thankfully free but she was in a large room. Hanging from a support brace. She was easily ten feet off of the ground and bound in such a way she actually swung in the breeze of the cavernous room. She could not make anything else out. A light shined down on her from above making everything else dark but she knew in her heart it was a large room. From her neck the suit began and kept her encased in a latex cocoon that made her feel like a caterpillar. Days she had been left there swinging in the room in this latex suit. No food or water, just days of swinging. Yet she was not hungry or thirsty. Her mid drifted into thoughts of escape and sleep. No matter what she tried she could not activate her powers. Finally she decided that there must have been something in the suit negating her powers. After a week she was so bored she slept most of the time. After a month she would have down virtually anything to just come down. After two months she would have done anything.

It was ten weeks in, though she did not know that. All sense of time gone and nothing done. Though she was never hungry and never thirsty she knew her muscles were wasting away. Her movements such as they were within the cinched latex suit were getting harder and harder to do. She had tried sometime ago to attempt to exercise within the suit but it was far to restrained and she could do little more then wiggle. Those wiggles now causing her pain and forcing her to use far to much strength to do so.

Lightness became black and for the first time there was a change. Ororo was alert but tired as she found herself in total blackness for only a few minutes. Then the whole room lite up and Storm finally knew she was in a large warehouse. The windows had been covered over. There were no shelves and no product. Just her hanging in the middle of the place. There were three people walking towards her on the ground. She knew who they were but could not place their names.

“Are you ready to come down and serve slave?” the one in the middle asked.

Slave? Ororo thought. That didn’t sound right but the mere mention of the word sent a shiver of pleasure through her body. It didn’t matter anyways she would do anything to come down and be released from her latex prison. Her nods from the height she was at were barely seen by the three of them who now stood directly below her.

“What was that slave?” the man asked again.

“I am ready” Ororo managed to say. It was the first thing she had said in months. It felt odd to utter anything and her mouth nearly caught on her words. Chokign on them, Her words sounding alien to her.

“Then tell me what you are” The man asked.

The words came naturally out of Ororo.

“I am property” She responded.

The words echoed through the destroyed grounds of the school where Ororo was staked out. They were soon accompanied by loud moans of pleasure from the fallen wind rider. All around the rest of the captive X-Men held their heads in shame as the leader and sometimes Goddess of their so called rescuers succumbed to the pleasures.

Rachel was in England. She knew this to be true. The lighthouse of her team Excalibur stood before her. With a slight lean the building was home to her. Looking up and down herself she was in her red variant of the hound costume that she had taken up after her escape from Mojo only months before. Inside her friends would be there, but something felt off. This wasn’t right she kept saying to herself. This was years ago. The image in front of her began to swirl and morph into something else entirely. She was in central park. Running, she was dressed in terrible clothes and she had the feeling she had just tried to do something truly heinous. Who was she running from and why did she hear fighting going on in the distance from where she was running from.

No, this wasn’t right either she said to herself. This was from right before she had been duped into going to Mojo world. This was her running from Wolverine who was after her. She had just tried to kill Selene at the hellfire club for all the torments she had tried to do to her. This was years ago too Rachel thought. This was a moment of personal shame for her because she ran from the battle. Those sounds were the X-Men and Freedom Force fighting Nimrod in the park. She was too scared and too ashamed of what she had tried to do that she ran straight into Mojo’s arms. This wasn’t real she said to herself.

The image of the park changed again. It shifted to a nice country home. Beautifully maintained garden and grounds. It was small but homely. Rachel felt somewhat at ease as if this was supposed to be home. She wanted it to be home. Walking in through the front door she saw her family. Her grandparents, cousins all extended family. They were there for her. To see her, to meet her. After so long she had come home and they were all anxious to see her. To talk to her, to learn about her life and Rachel was anxious about what she would say or do. Around her though those faces changed to horror as the back half of the house was destroyed by fire. Men in technological suits burst through the house. They killed everyone. Anything that was moving. Cousins who had barely hit puberty were destroyed and those who could barely crawl. All gone in a flash. Rachel cried watching it all. Hurling insults and doing her best to stop the carnage.

“NO!!!!!!!!!!!!” She screamed and flared with all her power. She flung the men with suits away from the house and battled with all her fury.

“My Family!!!! why?!!!” She screamed. Punching a rather large solider with all her might.

“The Grey's must be wiped from existence so that the Phoenix may never rise again” The man said trying to parry her blows.

This was wrong too thought Rachel. This had happened before as well. She had lived through this before. Stopping her attack she pushed the solider away and looked around. The scene once more was changing.

“Forgive me my lord but the machine has been failing” A slimy voice could be heard. Rachel found the entire house and garden. The flames and remains slipping away to reveal a large chamber. She was mounted in a large machine. Her arms and legs spread out wide. She was back in her red hound costume. Her legs restrained and her torso restrained a giant slug of a man hovered over her.

“Oh dear after all this time can she be breaking down” Rachel knew this man.

“Mojo, let me go I have to save my friends from Genosha” Rachel stated.

“Oh it seems you are still locked in the last scene despite the reboot we were trying” Mojo’s large face smiled.

“What?” Rachel asked.

“You have been here all this time. Since that fight at the park my dear” Mojo smiled down on her.

“No that’s impossible!!” she screamed.

“I broke free, Excalibur and then I helped Nathan and I have done so much” Rachel cried. Knowing in her mind that what he said was true.

“All complete ratings smashes my dear. As was the Genosha Reborn show we were just running but we have encountered a technical glitch” Mojo answered for her.

“no” Rachel mumbled but she knew it in her mind that it was true.

“Oh it is quite true. You are and have always been since your arrival here mine”

There was a pleasure going through her body at those words. Restrained in the x position she slumped her head.

“Say it for me my dear. What are you?” Mojo asked.

“I am property” Rachel answered.

The words came out of Rachel’s mouth last but they had all come out from the four of them within moments of each other. Rachel joined her fellow captives with her head slumped while kneeling and feeling nothing but pleasure from the blocks. Her fellow X-Men looked on with horror in their eyes and anger barely contained. They did not know that Emma had been in the four women’s minds tormenting them. Letting them think that in moments months had passed. All they saw were four of the most powerful and resourceful women the X-Men could field giving in to the pleasures provided by the terrible Genosha Leader and his troops.

“Get them all loaded back up and make sure these four are on my transport” the Leader ordered.

Ahab who had observed everything from afar with his hounds still running a perimeter heard this and removed himself from the back and stalked towards the Leader.

“Rachel will travel with me” He proclaimed and made it known he would not appreciate any other answer.

“Of course Ahab, she is to be yours again anyways” The Leader bowed and turned. He jerked Emma’s leash for her to follow not noticing the tear running down her cheek.

“I am sorry my friends” She whispered, crawling behind the leader towards the transport.

“She has always been mine” Ahab said. He covered the distance towards her and picked her chin up in his hand and looked into her eyes. They were in the back of her head and she was cumming uncontrollably on the block.

“Always mine” He kissed her on the lips and began to remove her from her staked position.

Rachel and the others were barely aware when the blocks were removed from between their legs. They were completely in a state of bliss and unaware of anything. So when Ahab kissed her, Rachel was in such a state that she returned the kiss as passionately as she would any lover. The chain connecting the back of her collar to the stake was the first removed and then the stake was literally picked up and flung away. Ahab reached into his pockets and picked up a new leash which he attached to the front of her collar. He pulled her up and though she was still out of it she was able to stand. He tugged on her leash and started to walk back towards his hounds and his transport. Rachel following clumsily behind.

Jean, Laura and Storm were similarly removed once the rest of the captive X-Men had been loaded. Connected by chains Jean was led on leash by a solider. The back of her collar had a chain that ran to the front of Laura’s collar, a chain from the back of hers went to the front of Storm’s collar. Their wits slowly returning to them they walked through the fallen camp towards the Leaders transport in a perverted chain gang. By the time they arrived at the transport they were back to regular consciousness. Jean saw the Leader at the front of the craft with Emma sat on her knees next to him. She turned to look at Jean. Jean saw dried tears on her face and though years ago Jean knew Emma would have taken perverse delight in what she had just done to them she knew that now Emma was truly sorry for what she had done to them. Jean mouthed that she was okay and asked about Rachel. Emma was able to put a thought into Jean’s mind without care of the other telepaths lingering around from the hounds. The image was of Rachel being led off towards another transport with Ahab. The solider with Jean’s leash in his hand roughly tugged forcing them further into the ship. Bringing them face to face with the Leader.

“I told you, you would admit what you were” the smug Leader stated.

“Yes well when you have a telepath of Emma’s skill under your control it’s easy to play with our minds like that” Jean responded with a spit.

“Don’t ever go into my mind like that AGAIN!!” Jean warned.

The Leader slapped her. Causing all three of them to fall to the floor. Falling like dominoes on the cold harsh steel of the transports floor.

“You will learn who your betters are slave. You will learn that your minds, bodies and soul belong to Genosha now…..” The Leader reached down and gripped Jean’s breast roughly.

“…. You will learn how to please me slave” He twisted on her nipple so brutally that Jean screamed and it echoed throughout the narrow hull of the ship.

Rachel had come out of her blissful state halfway to the transport. Not surprised to find herself on a leash being led by Ahab. She started to fight right away but the shocks through the restraints really took it out of her by the time they were at the foot of the ramp. Rachel saw friends in hound costumes. Her heart went out to them. Wolverine, Angel, Colossus and of course her brother Cable who looked at her with such a blank face that Rachel felt a piece of her die in that moment. She swore to any god that she would pay Ahab back for forcing her friends and her brother to endure any part of the hound process. That was her own personal shame that she had allowed such a thing to be down to her first and brought it into this world.

“All pale imitations but more then equal to the task” Ahab pulled her inside the ship. Unlike all the other ships they had passed on the away here the interior of this ship did not have the individual holding stalls. In Ahab’s ship all the stalls were gone just replaced by ringlets in the sides of hull were numerous chains had been connected. This made the inside of the ship to appear almost double the size of the others but also lent an unfinished look to it as well. The hounds that were already in there had their leashes attached to those rings and those coming into the ship were willingly placing their leashes into the rings just as Ahab released them from his grip. By the time they reached the top of the main cabin Ahab had only one chain left in his hand which belonged to Rachel.

“So why not turn me into a hound now?” Rachel taunted

Ahab turned and looked her over.

“I think I have told you, you can be of better use elsewhere”

“As your wife?” Rachel laughed so loud and hard the hounds behind her seemed to want to jump all over her.

“You know that’s sick for so many different reasons” Rachel continued to taunt.

Ahab continued to look her over. He jerked the leash hard causing her to lose her balance tripping and following right at his feet.

“Ummmphhhh” Rachel cried as she hit the ground.

“There are worse things in life” Ahab put his foot on the back of her head and pressed down. Rachel found herself with her face being pressed into the cold bottom floor of the transport.

“There is nothing worse then being led to hunt down my friends, you monster!” Rachel cried.

“Then you will be my wife” Ahab claimed.

“You don’t want a wife Ahab, you don’t want my nasty mutant genes intermingled with your own. Be a big boy and admit what you want” Rachel’s face was pressed even harder into the floor. Her cheek bones crunching under the strain of his boot.

“What is that?” He taunted. He pulled tight on her leash. Choking her as she was pressed even harder into the ground.

“You want to join your new buddies in Genosha and have your very own sex slave….. it’s okay Ahab, just admit it” Rachel taunted as she struggled for breathe.

“Yes I do, my slave to be and you will be as glorious a slave as you were a hound” Ahab removed his foot from the back of her head and pulled tightly on the leash. Pulling her up by the throat. Rachel thought she would pass out from lack of oxygen before she was back on her feet. For a brief moment her feet were off the floor as he pulled her up.

“That wasn’t so hard now was it” Rachel taunted in between taking breaths.

“Continue to taunt me and perhaps all I will do is torture you all day every day” Ahab warned.

“Been there done that” Rachel quipped. He slapped her down hard putting her back on the floor. Rachel's head banging off the floor of the ship with such a force that Rachel saw stars for a moment before her vision cleared.

Ahab jerked on the chain and half dragged her before she could get to her hands and knees just to follow. Crawling behind him it seemed far to close to being the hound she had been. Every part of her being wanted to somehow rid herself of the collar and snap his neck. In the meantime though she was forced to crawl behind him as he headed for the cockpit. They entered into the cockpit and Rachel was surprised to see that they were already in the air.

“Your future awaits slave” Ahab smiled.

Kitty watched from an observation gallery over the cells in the deep reaches of the mountain complex. She saw all of the machines she had helped build being readied for use. The cells were filling with more and more of the local mutant populace. A power dampening field had been erected over the entire cell area but the tags they had been tagged with through the last few months by Ahab’s hounds had rendered their powers useless once the teleportation was complete. Soldiers were beginning to escort mutants towards the machines. Two at a time Kitty could see but there was going to be thirty active in that area by the end of the day. Kitty had seen to that with the power distribution network she had helped outline. Now it was in the hands of the others who were completing some of the hardware. Kitty wanted to be down there to help those mutants escape but she stood next to her Master. The Gengineer had a smile on his face, he reached over and pawed at her breasts. Despite the public setting Kitty couldn’t help but get aroused at the touch. Another effect of her own trip through the machine. Less then happy to have him doing it as the minister who had taken ownership of Psylocke approached with her former fellow X-Man on leash. There was a more then normal haunted look on Betsy’s face as they approached and Kitty realized she hadn’t heard from her. Kitty had assumed that the minister had taken her away from the complex and out of range of Betsy’s limited telepathy but now she wondered if Psylocke hadn’t contacted her for a completely different reason.

“Ah Minster. I trust you are happy with your property” The Engineer said.

The man tugged Psylocke in front of him and gripped both of her breasts through her costume and rubbed them roughly. Betsy moaned in pleasure but that haunted look became more so. Deadly even to those who knew Betsy.

“She is magnificent” The minster said.

“I am pleased” The Engineer took both hands and seemed to be encouraged by the ministers actions. He pawed at both of her breasts now in front. If Betsy was humiliated or humiliated for Kitty she did not let on.

“How goes the project?” The minster asked.

“Excellently. We should have a quarter of the population processed within a couple of days. The arrival of the captured X-Men within a couple of hours will push that back a bit as I have been told they will be given priority” The Engineer said.

“As they should. Rid ourselves of the troublesome gene freaks as soon as possible and make the elite that much more happier with their prizes” The minister almost spat out the words gene freak.

“Quite right” The Engineer said while he caused Kitty to moan in pleasure.

[Betsy?] Kitty tried to call out hoping Betsy would hear her.

[Not now Katherine. I am plotting this mans death] Betsy’s reply was laced with vengeance and rage.

[I don’t know what he’s done Betsy but you have to be ready] Kitty relied.

[I am ready to take his head] Betsy replied.

Kitty stood there standing just feet away from Betsy while the two man mauled their bodies while looking out over the enslavement of their fellow mutants. Kitty was sure a piece of her died in that moment but she was far to concerned with the Engineers hands roaming all over her body.

Jean was still chained to Storm and Laura. Thankful that they seemed to have fallen asleep as they were not in the stalls with other captive X-Men. They appeared to be in the private chambers of the Leader on this ship. They were small enough that the three of them had been forced to huddle together like a pack of dogs at the bottom of a bed while Emma was still leashed and held by the Leader on the bed itself. Jean couldn’t think of anything at the moment more humiliating then what she as watching right now. Emma Frost and her had always had their differences but they had put them aside in the recent past and were counting each other as friends. More for Scott’s sake then anything but out a burgeoning mutual respect for each other was developing that Jean was growing fond of. It was for Scott; Jean felt the humiliation right now. Emma was on the bed. The Leader laying on his back while she was spread over his lap. Riding him passionately and lovingly with moans and the whole lot. Jean told herself it was the machine but she couldn’t help but thinking, Emma had used her body as a younger woman to get into positions of power and Jean had to be honest with herself and wondered if perhaps there was a piece of her that was enjoying this.

[Did you think so less of me Jean?] Emma’s voice came into her head.

Not used to having to guard her thoughts. More used to her own powers blocking any other telepath from hearing her thoughts. Jean was embarrassed.

[Maybe at one time, Emma but I don’t think so anymore] Jean answered.

[This is a vile man and one I will take great delight in reducing to a vegetable when we are done] Emma’s tone was forceful and murderous but Jean knew better. She wouldn’t kill the man but she wasn’t opposed to certain personality changes.

[Bide your time Emma. I know that’s what you are doing]

Jean could force a smile to her friend and though her back was turned to her Emma caught the flicker of it in the small little mind link she had been able to establish. The smile from her face disappeared when she looked down at Storm and Laura sleeping peacefully. What about Rachel? she thought.

[Oh stop with the over protective Mom bit Jean. She’s your daughter from another time. Rachel is barely six or seven years younger then you and has her own share of adventures and experiences under her belt. She’s a tough one….. as any Summers child would be….. and Grey] Emma both chided and uplifted Jean’s morale while she was bouncing on the Leaders cock. Jean would have laughed at the impossibility and sheer lunacy of the situation if she didn’t know better.

[Thank you Emma but from my viewpoint here it should be me keeping your hopes up] Jean sent.

[Nonsense, this oaf will be done with me in minutes and then he will turn his attentions to you. My telepathy is limited to when he allows me to use it fully and these little mind links Jean but I can imagine what he has planned….. for the both of us and though we have become friends. I don’t wish to get as close as he wishes. So if I can hold him off and keep his attentions wholly focused on me then I shall do so.] Emma’s thoughts were clear, cold and calculated just as Jean would expect but there was a hint of warmth in there which she appreciated.

[Emma I am afraid we will have to play this game longer then you might be comfortable with] Jean wanted to make sure Emma wasn't thinking they would land in Genosha and the four of them would storm the castle somehow.

[I know but a girl can hope] Emma sent back.

Jean’s thoughts turned back to Rachel. In the hands of probably the worst person to ever be in her life and someone who Jean had seen on the astral plane had more in store for her then to return her to the ranks of the hounds.

Rachel was in a small compartment or maybe it was a room. Barely large enough for a small bed, side table and some space at the bottom of the bed where the door to the room was. It seemed to be the only private place on this ship. Ahab had taken her in there and chained her to the bed with the leash. He had taken her restraints from behind her back and placed them a little more comfortably she had to admit in front but he had then run a chain from the chain that connected her wrist restraints back to where he had chained up the leash. The effect was Rachel was nude in chains with her hands over head chained to a bed. There was a taste of blood in her mouth from the last smack she had endured from her taunting. She knew better of course. There was a plan and her getting beat up by Ahab right now was not apart of that but she couldn’t resist. He thought he was the big bad boogeymen in her dreams. When the truth of it was, he was not the bad man in her dreams anymore. Her taunts were more for herself to be certain that he could not scare her back into his service. No longer was she the scared little girl. Soon, very soon she would pay him back for everything he had done to her and forced her to do to her friends and family. At the moment though she just wished her plans and her dreams would keep her warm. She was freezing and nude in the room.

He entered the room and shut the door behind him. A smile mixed with scorn on his face. Rachel looked up at him and give him her own scorn with a mixture of disgust.

“You know Rory when you came ashore on Muir island I didn’t know what to think. I mean here was the man who was going to become such a disgusting and nasty man but you were so lost and looking for help. I couldn’t hate you. I know I wasn’t with you for long after that. I had to save some friends and help raise my baby brother in the future. But I can’t help but think if I were there. Would you have turned out any different” Rachel taunted. Injecting despair and wistfulness into her voice.

“Your taunts are clever for someone chained nude before a man who has told you wants you as a sex slave” Ahab taunted himself.

“I figure that can’t be helped at the moment. You’ll either have your way with me now while I can resist or you’ll do so after I have gone through that machine thingy these backward people from the past have cooked up. I guess I can’t really be resisting after that so you might feel more comfortable with that…… or not. I don’t really know what you like” Rachel taunted but inwardly she knew she was drawing a line for him. She might have pushed him over and she may either endure a plane ride of torture of either the physical kind or sexual kind. Rachel was familiar with his methods of physical torture so that didn’t scare her to much. It was the other method she wasn’t to fond of trying out. Her own sexual experiences few and far between.

The Master of the hounds simply smiled down on her he circled the bed. He sat down next to her right next to her face and took it in his hands. He laughed as he held her face.

“Try your best to tempt me, but we will wait until you have been programmed so to speak. Until then, you will lay here and contemplate your fate” The man stroked her cheek almost lovingly and then thrust her head back onto the bed. Without any love he groped her breasts and her pussy before leaving the room again.

“Great thanks for that” Rachel answered sardonically back to the now empty room.

Kitty didn’t like this. This was worse then seeing the local mutants being teleported in and sent to the machines. Standing once more in an observation platform. She looked out through floor to ceiling windows that were crescent shaped over a large landing platform that was encased into the mountain complex. Watching as the ships from the mission to the Xavier school hovered back into the hanger. Listening over the past couple of hours she knew what to expect. It had been a major success for the Genosha forces. Only one death which was Magneto. Everyone else had been captured including the four, Rachel one of her closest friends in the whole world. Storm, someone who had been like another mother to her. Jean, who had shown her what grace under pressure was. Laura who Kitty and Rachel had tried their best to involve socially and bring into the world. They had avoided capture but in an ill fated attempt to rescue their friends they themselves had been captured. Kitty had some suspicions about that but she was keeping them to herself until or hopefully never asked about it. The ships were all coming into the hanger and were not releasing their troops until the whole armada of ships came in. Hovering over the hanger bay was the last ship to dock into the hanger. Kitty knew this to be the Leaders ship because her Master the gene Engineer had said so. Psylocke and her Master were nowhere to be found but Kitty was sure they were nearby. Nothing much had changed since the last time they had seen each other anyways and the murderous intent Betsy had on her mind was enough for Kitty to keep her distance. Kitty had persuaded her Master in the intern to put her in the machine for a brief time. Now she too sported the same x insignia that Psylocke did on her costume, hers was just above her left breast. All of the arriving X-Men would have it on their base programming which meant Emma was the last to get the upgrades that Kitty had designed.

The Leaders ship finally landed and the ramps from each ship began to descend from the rear of each ship. Kitty standing next to her Master watched as the soldiers descended the ramps. Then came the captives. Being led in groups of three or four. Kitty watched as group after group were herded from the ships. Cuffed, collared and chained they marched down the ramps like some sort of weird prison movie Kitty thought. It was all the men being unloaded at first. They were formed into two separate lines of their smaller chain gangs. At the front Kitty could spot Cyclops chained with Iceman and Chamber. Kitty didn’t know Chamber to well but she knew Cyclops and Iceman and they were not happy. They were squirming in their bonds trying to find anything to get free. There were other groups, groups with Bishop, Northstar, Fantomex and the next generation were represented there too. Teenagers like Rockslide and Ink. Once the soldiers were all done lining them all up they escorted them out of the hanger bay directly underneath the observation platform. Kitty could see and knew that some of her former teammates looked up ad saw her. She was ashamed, not only that she couldn’t do anything but because the Engineer had his fingers in her pussy while he stood next to her holding her leash with his other hand and her skin was flush with arousal from it.

“Come slut, let us go down there and meet our Leader and you can say hello to your friends” The Engineer tugged on her leash and withdrew his fingers from her. He placed them out in front of her mouth and Kitty wasn’t sure she knew what he wanted until he thrust his fingers into her mouth and forced her to suck her own juices off of his fingers as they walked to a lift. They took the lift down to the hanger bay. Emerging from it just as the last of the men had been marched out of it. Kitty was at least thankful for that but then she looked down at the transports. From the last one that came in the Leader’s ship, the Leader was coming down with Emma as always now crawling behind. Soldiers disembarked behind him with one solider carrying a long leash that was connected to the emerging frame of Jean Grey. Collar and cuffed with her hands behind her back the leash was connected to the front of her collar. Walking down the ramp on each side there were soldiers coming out with her. Jean had been stripped of all clothes. Kitty wanted to turn her head because she had a feeling all of the women were going to be so stripped. From the back of Jean’s collar another length of chain ran to the departing form of Storm. Storm seemed to be less calm about the situation then Jean and was trying to fight a little as she was dragged but the soldiers who flanked her kept pushing her forward. Similarly chained and restrained Storm to was nude with the restraints. A chain running from the back of her collar as well to the body of X-23. Nude as well as the others there was a hint of blue lightening arching over her body as if she had just been electrocuted. Judging from the look in her eyes Kitty could well see that she was probably resisting in the ship. There were four guards two on either side of her escorting her down the ramp. Kitty was surprised to see that there was not another chain linking X to Rachel. For a moment her hopes were raised that perhaps she had been lied to and Rachel had gotten away, or her information was correct all along and she had died before even getting back from Genosha. The Leader and Emma were at the bottom of the transport directing traffic. Jean and Storm with one last step off of the ramp joined the both of them there. He had them form a line and start to come forward towards the far end of the bay and the interior of the complex. It was there that Kitty and the Genengineer stood waiting for him. The Leaders procession began to be joined by other groups of her friends coming down the ramps of other transports.

The first to fall in line behind Jean, Storm and Laura were Jubilee and Husk. Stripped like all the others coming into view Jubilee had welts all over her body. Bruises and even lash marks. Husk was no different. There was a look in their eyes of hatred that Kitty never expected to see in either of the two young women. Despite their obvious abuse they stood tall and strong and even kicked out at their captors. Walking down the ramp they even taunted their captors. The soldiers put them into line behind Jean and the others.

Next Kitty could see her best friend. Magik, Ilyana Rasputin was chained and collared like everyone else. She was chained together with Pixie, the young woman with pixie wings. The two of them seemed to be fine physically from what Kitty could see. Though Magik had some scratches and bruises but Kitty suspected that was more from the initial fight then anything. They were being led rather harshly down the ramp of their transport towards the line procession that seemed to be taking place. They were soon with Jubilee and Husk. From the same transport came Rogue and Dazzler. The more senior members and long time friends were actually working in concert trying to free themselves and keep their captors off balance. Constantly switching positions and intermingling their chains. Only falling when the blue electricity from the shocks raced through tier bodes. Kitty couldn’t help but smile at he two even when they fell to the ground in nude agony as they were shocked into submission. Kitty’s gaze lingered on them for a moment to make sure they were alright before seeing that they were getting up and being placed into the line behind Magik and Pixie.

Her vision turned to another transport. She saw the X-Force members Boom Boom and Domino being led down in a pair. Even with the collar on Domino for some reason the guards around her kept tripping up. Kitty smiled and wondered about the woman’s mutation if it was truly that powerful to even continue to somewhat respond even under the collars influence. Domino’s streak of good luck and near misses was legendary and of course the source of her mutant ability. Boom Boom was another case all together. The short pixie cut blonde woman could make tiny or even large bombs complete with a custom countdown if she desired. Both heroines were in the cuffs and collar. Nude as well as everyone else the two of them were actually smiling and taunting their captors with snide comments. Kitty laughed and smiled. Next to her, her Master the Engineer curled an eyebrow.

“Something amusing slave?” He asked.

“Yes Master” Kitty answered truthfully.

“Tell me” He demanded.

“My friends are still my friends even in such a terrible situation” Kitty explained.

“Yes until we are done with them in our machines” The Man said with a sneer.

“Yes Master” Kitty replied but her eyes focused back on Domino and Boom Boom who seemed to be laughing at the fact that another guard had stumbled and rolled down the ramp.

On the next transport were two more New Mutants/X-Force alumni. Magma, the Roman woman was nude with her long blonde hair flowing behind her. She fought with the restraints and the guards but the woman she was attached to was another alumni from X-Force. Siryn was in a rage. She must have caught sight of her dad Banshee as a hound patrolling the rear edges of the transports. Without powers she was still an Irish lace who wanted nothing more at the moment to kick some peoples butts. Wildly she was swinging at anything and anyone who was close enough to come into contact. It was Magma herself who had to calm her down after they started to shock the pair of them. The fiery redhead finally put a hand up in resignation and accepted the orders to march into a second line that was forming a little behind Jean’s line but to her left.

Kitty couldn’t believe she saw Hope Summers coming out of one of the transports. The barely nineteen year old girl was nude like the rest with far too many bruises and scratches on her. But judging by the way the soldiers kept their distance those were earned in the battle and not from any hi-jinks on the transport. Kitty couldn’t believe that Cyclops would have allowed her to fight but then again she was Cable’s daughter and she wasn’t going to run from a fight. Chained with her was the young mutant Lifeguard. Kitty didn’t know much about her but she was a tall blonde Australian woman who seemed to be getting as much attention as Husk and the others with the soldiers leers. The pale form of Clarice Ferguson also known as Blink was also chained to them. Her markings made her clearly visible but she was barely out of her teens as well and attracting attention. In the back of her mind Kitty knew it would have been all hands on deck for an attack on the mansion but the sheer volume of people she was seeing being escorted out, concerned her. She truly wondered if there was anyone left.

From another transport Kitty saw Cuckoo sisters being led down the ramp. Just barely out of their teens the sisters were three clones of Emma Frost who had developed their own distinct personalities but they had one thing in common with Emma. They took to their nudity with an of dignity and class that Kitty was surprised to see. Cuffed, collared and chained they joined the second line. With a grace and demeanor that would have made their mentor happy.

The last pair that Kitty could see was Armor and Dust. Armor was one of the youngest X-Men to ever suit up but she had proven herself time and time again as a warrior. Now like so many of them just barely out of her teens she was being marched down to join her friends. Dust was around the same age as Armor and by far the most uncomfortable of the lot of them about her nudity. Even in the cuffs and collar she tried her best to shield her body from the looks of the soldiers. The only problem as she knew and Kitty knew and could see was there were so many of them around that she had no choice but to be seen. Where all of the other X-Men had accepted their nudity for the time being Dust was not accepting it at all. Kitty’s heart went out to her but she didn’t have time to think on any of it.

A jolt on her leash told her she was moving. Her Master was stepping forward to great the returning Leader. Like Caesar returning from war the Gene Engineer approached with his hands held high. Kitty’s leash trailing behind him. The Leader approached from the led of the pack of now stationary captive X-Women and embraced the Engineer.

“As successful as we could have ever dreamed” The Leader stated.

“I am pleased, now that the X-Men have been eliminated and our own mutant populace is being converted we will be unstoppable” The Engineer said.

“They are not fully eliminated yet. We must get them all through the machines first. They take priority from this moment on. Get the females processed first so that the Elites can have their prizes and the rest can be taken off to the farms for breeding” The Leader said. He yanked on Emma’s chain and brought the crawling slave forward to kneel beside him.

“I want this one to have a sister slave as soon as possible” He continued. Emma cringed and Kitty as well didn’t like the sound of that. The Leader was looking back over his shoulder towards Jean. Kitty’s skin crawled at the humiliating acts he no doubt had in store.

“I see you have made a change” The Leader pointed towards Kitty’s new X-Men insignia being a part of her costume.

“Yes my Leader. My slaves idea, adds to their humiliation and marks them out as the terrorists they are” The Engineer beamed in pride.

The Leader took a couple of steps forward and reached out to Kitty. She tried for a brief moment to back away but her leash was held tight by her Master and a look from him told her not to try. The Leader gripped her chin and moved down to the insignia, tracing his finger around it.

“Yes I like it very much. Have my slave outfitted with it at once” The Leader ordered.

“Yes my Leader” The Engineer said. The Leader stepped back and tugged on Emma’s leash.

“What do you think of the change?” He asked menacingly.

“I think Kitten has out done herself” Emma shot Kitty a look of pure hatred which caused the two villains to laugh heartily at their shame.

[Well done Kitten. Truly are the obedient pet now are you?] Emma accused in their minds but there was a hint of something being held back.

[Yes, but trust me Emma…… You’ll love it] Kitty sent back.

“Good. The males have all been sent out to the stage and now the females will join before being separated forever. Time to show the world the fate of the X-Men” The Leader was beaming in joy. A tug on Emma’s leash had her crawling behind him as he walked past Kitty and the Engineer. When the Leader started to move for the exit the two lines of captives began to move in concert to fall in line behind him. Kitty and the Engineer watched as the procession of her captured friends. All chained now together collar to collar walked past her. Kitty’s friends met eyes with her. She saw fear in some but mostly determination. Didn’t have to be a telepath to know what some were thinking as well. How could she betray her own people and Kitty wanted to scream out that she didn’t have a choice and they would all know that soon enough but her programming kept her silent. The Engineer cracked jokes on the bodies of the captives and their ultimate fate as they marched by. Hope sent daggers of hate out to Kitty with her eyes when she marched by. Jean had been more warming in her look as had Storm, but the looks she got from some of her friends would stay with her for the rest of her life. Kitty wasn’t ashamed of her dress anymore, she was ashamed of her actions. After the last of the captives were marched by the Engineer pulled on her leash and they fell in line behind them. Marching out to the hanger and into a wide and large audience chamber where a large stage had been built. At the foot of the stage stood all the captive X-Men males. A ring of soldiers around them. They stood and looked antsy. Kitty knew why though when she saw the multitude of cameras pointed at them. There were people there too. Many of whom Kitty didn’t recognize but there were some she did. Portions of the worlds news media had arrived in Genosha to document this all and to seal the humiliation of the X-Men. The captive females were being led up the stage. In the middle of it there was a podium with a microphone. The Leader was making his way with a crawling Emma behind him while the captives were being spread out in two lines behind him. The first line once it was in place was told to kneel while the second line was told to stand. Kitty only now as she saw them all lining up noticed that Rachel was not apart of it all. Nor had she seen Ahab. Some of the hounds were about but there was barely a sign of any of them. Had Rachel gotten away and Ahab was after her? Kitty’s thoughts mused while she continued to scan around to see if she and he were anywhere else.

In the hanger bay, Ahab dragged Rachel out of the transport. The entire bay was empty now except for the two of them and some of his hounds. Rachel came down kicking and screaming at him. So animated she nearly lost her balance on a jerk from him on the leash. Nearly falling face first onto the ramp and probably preventing a tumble down as well.

“Stop struggling slave!” Ahab yelled. Another strong tug on the leash brought Rachel who was barely up on her feet again down to the bottom of the ramp. He straightened the leash out in his hands and forced her to kneel at his feet. Hounds patrolling around him like hungry dogs.

“You have made us late because of your struggles” Ahab’s eyes were fierce with anger. Rachel didn’t care. If he killed her he would no doubt be killed himself and she was sure he would not anyways because he had made it quite clear on the flight back here that he wanted her in more intimate and degrading ways. All he had to do was be patient and get her to the machine to program her.

“You like making an entrance anyways Ahab, always did”

He coiled the leash around his forearm and raised it forcing her to her feet. A smile breaking out over his face. His free hand reaching down and gripping her pussy. A finger sliding in. Rachel tried to squirm out of the way but the recent shocks she had endured in the ship just to get down the ramp had drained a lot of energy from her. His finger went inside her without any lubrication. It was cold and not comfortable at all but Rachel decided not to give him the satisfaction of any type of noise.

“How right you are” Ahab said. He reached into his belt and pulled out a communicator.

Out in the auditorium chamber where the X-Men were being gathered Kitty heard her Master’s communicator go off. He picked it off of his belt.

“Was wondering where you were” He said into it.

“Of Course. I’ll be right there” The Engineer said.

He tugged on Kitty’s leash and let it go for a moment.

“I have to remain here but Ahab requires your assistance. Return to the hanger and follow his orders and return to me as quickly as possible” The Engineer said.

“Yes Master” Kitty for the first time since going through the programming of the machine was going to be off leash from her Master but the instructions were clear and there was no way she could deviate from them. She walked back towards the hanger bay doors and opened them. Walking into the hanger she noticed one transport with a selection of hounds around the base of the ramp. Figuring that was where Ahab was she walked towards them. The hounds were aware of her presence and turned to meet. Her Kitty was shocked to see friends in there. Angel, Banshee, Gambit, Cannonball all surrounded Ahab who had Rachel on her feet and his fingers inside her naked exposed pussy.

“Hey Kitty” Rachel said as if they were just meeting for coffee.

“Hello Rachel…...” Kitty wasn’t told not to talk to anyone so she figured she was allowed. She turned her attention to Ahab.

“….Master said you required my assistance Sir?” Kitty asked.

Ahab still had that smile on his face and Rachel on his fingers. He moved the two of them closer to the approaching Kitty.

“Such a lovely job he has done on you Kitten. Do you remember your life and your friends?” He extended his hand up forcing Rachel on to her tip toes and this did get a bit of a gasp from her.

“Yes I do Sir. You have one of my oldest and closest friends on your leash. Is she to be your slave?” Kitty asked trying to get some information from him.

“Yes but she is insolent and willful. Your Master’s machines will program that out of her”

“That is right Sir, my Master and I have been working day and night to get the machines ready. Whatever you choose to have her programmed with she will have. I have not been programmed to love my Master but he was wise in programming me to respond to his touch and to serve him faithfully” Kitty couldn’t help but sound like a machine herself as she said it but she couldn’t help it and she didn’t want to look at Rachel who was still on her tip toes with Ahab’s fingers inside her pussy.

“Good, This slave is to be on stage for the Leaders conference. I have things to do here on the ship before I can join. Escort her to the stage, I place her in your Master’s care for now” Ahab commanded. His hand lowering slightly allowing Rachel to plant her feet firmly back on the ground again. The villain also removed his fingers from her and brushed them across her upper lip.

“Soon my slave you will drip with need for me” Ahab mocked.

“This is the only way you can get a woman Ahab. Kidnap, brainwash and torment?” Rachel spat at him. He simply smiled and backhanded her. It slapped against her face. On the left cheek the blow was a painful one and if Ahab wasn’t holding the chain leash she would have fallen to the ground. Rachel saw stars for a moment before she regained her composure.

“You will not try to escape because if you do I will make sure Kitty here is flayed alive” Ahab warned. Rachel stopped her struggles then. There was a plan on the way and even if Kitty wasn’t apart of it she would never want to see and be responsible for that kind of torture to another.

“I understand” Rachel said and for the first time Ahab noted she was quite serious. He nodded and handed the leash to Kitty.

“Good. Now Kitten you may take my soon to be slave wife to the chamber without delay” Ahab ordered. Kitty nodded, took the leash in hand.

He bounded up the ramp back into the ship with his hounds following.

“Slave wife?” Kitty asked. They walked side by side with Kitty holding the leash tied to Rachel's collar.

“Yeah…. That’s my foreseeable future” Rachel responded with a deadpan tone.

“Fun” Kitty said with an equally deadpan tone.

“I just wanted to say sorry Kitty….. I should have stayed behind to grab you, then you wouldn’t have ended up like this” Rachel said.

“You did what was right Rache and I told you too remember. I knew what capture meant….” Kitty looked over herself.

“…. well for the most part” She added.

“I mean at least it got you to rock that rocking ninja bod” Rachel teased and they laughed together.

“You saying I dress conservatively?” Kitty asked with a hint of a mocking tone and actually feeling somewhat normal. At least as normal as she could feel while she led her friend on collar and leash while Rachel was nude and she was barely clothed.

“Yes, yes I am. You dress to impress the most conservative man in the entire X-Men so you get away with it” Rachel mocked right back.

The mere mention of Colossus was enough for Kitty to almost cry. Rachel noted it and though it was her chained and collared she reached out with her hands behind her back and gently touched Kitty’s shoulder with them.

“We’ll get them back”

“You sound so sure” Kitty said.

“Yes I am. I know you have a plan too. Just be ready” Rachel said. They were approaching the hanger bay doors.

“Be ready for what?” Kitty asked.

“You’ll know it. I’m not sure what you have in store but I can imagine and you’ll know” Rachel said. The hanger bay doors opened up. Rachel saw for the first time the assembled X-Men. All the females nude on stage with one row kneeling and another standing. The cameras got her attention and the media. He was actually broadcasting that he had enslaved an entire group of people and they were letting him get away with it. Rachel’s mind called out for vengeance. She could see her mother kneeling just off to the side of the leader as he waited patiently standing behind a podium. To his direct right was Emma on leash kneeling as well in her even more then normal revealing outfit. Kitty saw that her Master had taken up a position to the Leaders left and thus led the two of them up there onto the stage.

“Master, Ahab said to watch over his future slave wife until he returns” Kitty said. She handed the leash to the Engineer who patted her on the head like a pet.

“Good slut. The both of you kneel, Now!” He ordered. Kitty did so without delay while Rachel stared at him for a moment before doing the same next to her friend.

The Leader stood behind the podium and looked over his shoulders. He saw his two pets to one side and the Engineer and his returned pet to his other side. Ahab was not in the room at the moment but he could not wait any further and the assembled media was growing restless as well. Not to mention the restlessness he had about wanting to get everything started.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, I have asked you here today to bear witness. The outlaw terrorist group the X-Men have been remanded into my custody almost to the man. In accordance with our law the mutants will be sent to serve the nation to better our lives not only for the good people of Genosha but also for the good people of the world. Soon they will all be given their assignments and become an integral part of our future here. I wanted the entire world to see that we have come through with our promise to deal with the X-Men threat. When they have all been processed and assigned their duties a more meaningful conference will be called. Thank you” The leader ended the speech and had the media ushered out even as they blasted question after question at him. He turned to the Engineer.

“I want the females processed quickly. The males send to the cells, they can use the machines there” The Leader ordered.

“Yes my Leader” The Engineer said.

The Engineer organized the groups into smaller groups. The soldiers began to escort the males towards the holding cells below and the females too for the most part but there were exceptions. Jean, Rachel, Storm, Husk and Rogue were all separated and given to a group of soldiers that the Engineer was overseeing, With Kitty on his leash he attached Rachel to the end of the new group and had them march behind him. The Leader watched it all with Emma by his side. Emma was keeping quiet with both her physical body and also not trying any mind links at the moment because everything was a little to chaotic. When the group formed with Jean and Storm, Emma knew she would following them shortly enough. The only one of the four last captures was Laura who was being led off to the holding cells behind the men. Emma wondered if the group that included Jean was the group destined to be the personal slaves of elites and the other group was to be breeding slaves.

Jean, Storm, Rogue, Husk and Rachel were being dragged down the corridor to a side lab where Kitty and the Engineer had built most of the special machines for the transformation process. Kitty was sure the machines were already in use transforming her male friends and probably some of the other females too. She could see the subtle changes in the complex’s lightening and feel the hum of the building when the machines kicked in. They had made the transformation process quite efficient taking about five hours per person down from the close to ten it had taken for Kitty, Emma and Psylocke. There was about thirty soldiers marching around with them not to mention the Leader and Emma crawling behind. The corridor was literally full of them. So much so that the natural beauty of the country below could not really be made out through the windows because of the shadows being cast in the corridor as they walked through. About halfway down the corridor the Engineer stopped with Kitty on his heels and The leader directly behind her with Emma in tow. The column of people behind coming to a stop as the Engineer opened the lab door. Kitty followed in tugged by the leash and the rest followed quickly behind. The ten machines in the lab were arranged along the wall to their left stretching out towards the far end of the lab. On the right were work stations and another dog bed which Kitty blushed at.

[That your bed Kitten?] Emma’s voice finally came back into her mind.

[Emma I thought maybe they had stopped this somehow] Kitty ignored the comment.

[Keeping a low profile with so many telepaths around. Should be okay up here. The only other telepaths here are Jean and Rachel]

[I see, they have to make their move soon or they will be just as captive as us] Kitty said through the mind link.

[Yes I quite agree but trust them Kitten as I know you will]

[Rachel told me I’ll know when to act] There was a slight pause after that Kitty could feel in her mind Emma was still there but just not paying attention for a moment.

[Kitty are you okay?] That was not Emma in her mind that was the distinct nurturing kind tones of Jean Grey.

[I am fine Jean. How are you?] Kitty answered and she felt Emma rejoin the chat.

[We are quite fine Kitten] The soothing tones of Ororo Munroe was in her mind.

[I told you we are fine Kitty] Rachel's mind was in the link as well.

[What did you mean that I’ll know when to act?] Kitty asked to Rachel.

[You’ll know Kitten] Storm said.

[Best not to get into details ladies] Emma warned again.

[You are right and it looks like it’s my time for the machine] Jean said in their minds,

Jean was being led towards the first machine in the line on their left. Her hands still chained behind her and the collar now disconnected from the others. The three soldiers who had her were guiding her towards the x frame underneath the cocoon.

[Jean you are not going to allow it!!] Kitty cried in their minds.

[Be calm Kitty] Rachel called in her mind.

[Trust in the Goddess and the plan] Storm echoed.

[Seems they know what they are doing Kitty, I hope so because apparently because of you I have to go back into this infernal thing as well to get the upgrade?] Emma asked.

[Yes Emma it’s worth it] Kitty said.

[As you wish] Emma said.

Jean had her restraints unchained from behind her. Her hands free for a moment the Guards took each arm in their hands and made sure she could not move. They forced her down on the x frame. The collar still around her next her wrists and ankles were locked down to the frame. Laying horizontally she could see nothing but the smiling faces of the soldiers as they removed her collar. Jean thought perhaps that she would get a rush of her power but the frame seemed to have a local power dampener. Not that it mattered she wouldn’t have tried to escape anyways.

[Have no fear my friends] Jean whispered into their minds through Emma’s mind link.

[Be careful Ms. Grey] That was the thoughts of Paige Guthrie, Husk who hadn’t said a word in the mind link.

[Paige, Emma connected you as well?] Kitty asked.

[And me sug’ah] Rogue chimed in.

[Why haven’t you said anything?] Storm asked.

[Letting you girls hash it all out. I’ll just be around for the fighting] Rogues characteristic confidence and swagger shining through the mind link.

[Didn’t seem appropriate. Not like I have much to add, not even sure why I am here with you guys. It’s not like I am the most well known X-Man] Husk said, even in their minds there was a Kentucky drawl to her thoughts.

[Oh please Ms. Guthrie you have fought in many battles over the years and you were trained by none other then myself. You fought bravely but if I am being honest with you Paige…… It’s because you are absolutely one hundred percent certifiably gorgeous] Emma’s thoughts were chiding with a hint of seriousness.

[That’s right sug’ah and I’ll wager that someone took notice and decided they wanted a little Kentucky blonde on their menu….. if it wasn’t so sick I’d be charmed. Of course I am here to which means I kind of em] Rogue chimed in.

The others laughed and they felt Jean laugh as well. The cocoon hadn’t come all the way down to envelop her yet but the soldiers were moving to disconnect Storm from the chain gang and lead her over to another machine. As the cocoon descend onto Jean to completely wrap her up Jean felt a moment of panic. A memory of being in something similar laying in the bottom of the ocean all those years ago. She just hoped that this time it would all go to plan.

Emma felt the panic in Jean and separated her from the mind link just before it could spread to the rest.

[Jean darling are you alright?] Emma sent.

[Yes, just bad memories of being in a cocoon Emma]

[Ah I see, You will be fine Jean dear. See you on the other side] Emma managed to get in before the cocoon enveloped Jean and broke any type of telepathic connection she could establish with her.

Storm and Rachel were led to two separate machine and just as easily strapped down and restrained to the x frames. Their collars and chains finally off they were helpless under the power dampening as the cocoons came down and removed them from the mind link. Storm went into it with a confidence that radiated through the mind link while Rachel went in to with a degree of fear but not from the cocoon or the conditioning.

[Is Ms. Summers alright?] Paige asked.

There was silence in the mind link for a moment before Kitty answered.

[She’s not afraid of the machine Paige. She’s afraid of what she is going to have to do after and who for]

[Oh I can see that] Paige answered.

[No Sug’ah for her…… this is pretty much her worst nightmare and what’s worse is she’s already lived through it once before] Rogue said.

[I don’t understand] Paige sent.

[Oh darling that is my fault. When I was teaching you kids I wasn’t in a good place when it came to Jean, Scott and the whole mess that is that family. So I kept certain parts of their histories secret and Rachel’s is one]

[But why Ms. Frost?]

[It’s not ours to say sug’ah but she doesn’t shy away from telling people anymore. Ask her sometime] Rogue answered.

[It’s a very traumatic experience Rachel went through] Kitty said and they could all feel her sadness. Kitty had known Rachel the longest out of all of them there. Fought for and against Rachel on occasion and considered her one of her closest friends but there was a sadness to her thoughts on Rachel

[I understand Ms. Pryde]

[Oh darling Paige. You are a grown woman now and after all of this I don’t think we have any secrets between us. Call us by our names] Emma smiled through the mind link.

[Yes honey I mean look at us. Naked, collared and cuffed. I think you can call me just Rogue now sug’ah] Rogue said.

[This is kind of ridiculous isn’t it. I mean we are all naked and chained] Paige conceded.

Over the next few minutes every single one of them including Emma were placed it the machines. Emma would be out in about ten minutes but Kitty felt alone and so very responsible. She had no idea what the plan was but she knew one thing. Emma was right to trust her teammates. So trust them she would.

Captain America, Black Widow, Hawkeye, Iron Man, The Hulk, Thor stood in one of the many rooms in Avengers Manor. They had all just seen the live report from Genosha. Bruce Banner the Hulk hadn’t been around for the arrival and concealment of the X-Men who had escaped. His anger was threatening even his calm which was never a good thing.

“Go get them” He said in his Hulk voice.

“Not yet big guy” Iron Man tied to calm his team mate.

“X-Men friends, friends help friends” Hulk pushed Iron Man out of the way heading towards one of the exits. Before he got there the door opened and in walked in a new group.

“You were right Cap. The coordinates Jean gave you led me right to them all” Carol Danvers, Captain Marvel walked in. Clad in her famous suit and long blonde hair she had a smile a mile long. Behind her walked four X-Men. Polaris, M, Cecilia Reyes and Dani Moonstar.

“Captain it is only out of respect we are here but we have orders to make sure our charges are safe. We know what is going on in Genosha but our first responsibility is to the kids” Polaris said.

“Lorna I wouldn’t have it any different but as you know we have offered to protect them and they are coming in right now” Iron Man said.

“I know Stark but they are still my number one concern. I want to go charging into Genosha as much as the next person but I have to make sure the kids are safe” M responded with an uncharacteristic caring side.

“I know that Monet” Cap replied.

“Good now that that is out of the way. How do we get our friends back?” Dani asked.

“I think the good Captain has a plan, one he worked out with the four that got caught last. Am I right Captain?” Behind them all came the two forms of the Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver. It was Wanda the Scarlet Witch talking.

“Wanda, thank you for coming. Where’s Vision?” Captain Rogers asked.

“He is with T’Challa making sure the kids are bedded in properly” Wanda answered.

“So lets go get these assholes” Quicksilver said.

“We will be relocating to a safe zone in Wakanda to be closer in under an hour. Hercules, Vision and Hawkeye will be staying here to keep an eye on the kids here. We have other assets arriving in Wakanda as we speak. Jean, Rachel, Storm and Laura will give us a sign. We will just have to be aware to provide backup when needed” Widow stated.

The nods around the room were unanimous and vigorous. Hulk groaned and blew air out threw his nose.

“Friends help friends”

[Kitten this new x insignia is not quite my style] Emma had first remarked when she stepped out of the machine once more. The Leader standing watch while Kitty had been put to work. Apparently the power drain on the complex was considerable and though there was ample power to operate the machines there were still fluctuations in the grid. The Engineer was more bio chemist then a true Engineer so it was being left to Kitty and a whole host of Engineers that in her mind she was thankful seemed to be quite incompetent.

[Sorry Emma, I’ll design something a little more to your taste when I am allowed] Kitty replied with a sarcastic tone in her mind.

[Thank you dear] Emma choose to ignore the sarcasm. Kitty smiled in her mind and laughed as well.

[Do they know what they are doing Emma?] Kitty asked seriously talking about her friends still inside the transformation machines

[I imagine they do Katherine. Remember that data you made, perhaps they found a way to alter the affects of the machine] Emma suggested.

[Yes but that thumb drive is still in the lab it was never taken] Kitty said.

There was silence in the mind link while Emma pondered that.

[There are more ways to get to the info then a straight theft as you well know] Emma countered finally.

[Cloned it? Who, I didn’t see anyone near it] Kitty asked.

[I suspect that is a good thing. Be prepared Kitten, I have a feeling that when the ball drops. It will drop quite spectacularly] Emma said.

The Leader had been talking to the Engineer about something or another. His thoughts and his actions clearly couldn’t wait for his new toy to be ready. Emma would be insulted but it meant the less time she had to spend with him making him happy.

A jerking motion on her leash made Emma come back to her physical body and break the mind link with Kitty. The Leader was walking out of the lab which Emma thought weird. She would have thought he would be there the full time it took before he took possession of his newest toy. Instead she was being left out and back down the corridor. Crawling behind was getting a little easier for Emma and that was one thing she made sure to let him know when the time came. He took her to the lift at the end of the corridor and back down to the holding cells.

The scene that greeted them as they walked into the holding area was one the Leader would relish for a lifetime and one Emma would never forget. The cells were full to bursting with local mutants. Emma didn’t know any of them but she could see by the look in some of their eyes she knew who she was when she crawled behind the Leader. Emma tried to keep her head forward and not look into the cages but they were so full and all around that she couldn’t help but see them. The Leader walked much slowly then normal, not sure if that was to further humiliate her or to take it all in for himself. Emma didn’t quite care she just wanted it over with but she knew there was the humiliation yet of seeing her friends. The walk took them through all those cells. He took a right at a cross section and Emma could see lights in the distance glowing bright and then dimming and then bright again. When they approached the source of those light Emma saw that they were the local machines The Engineer and Kitty had made. She counted at least twenty machines all in operation. These were different then the ones up in the lab. Still x frames they were displayed vertically with an array of lights focused on them. That was the flashes she had seen. No cocoons so Emma could see every single person on the frames. Her mouth was caught in her throat when The Leader stopped at the very first one. There displayed in an x was her love. Cyclops was bound to the frame. Light bombarding him he seemed to be in pain but like everyone else she could see on the frames there was not a cry. His uniform was in tatters but when she looked more closely it was being transformed just as hers had been. She wanted to call to him but she knew she could not because he might crack at the sound of her voice and she certainly didn’t want to give the Leader any satisfaction. He had her linger there for a few minutes while he watched. This was a much harsher treatment then what she and the other slaves had gone through. Down the line Emma saw her friends. Havoc, Nightcrawler, Bishop, Chamber her former student. On again off again boyfriend of Paige who was undergoing her own transformation upstairs. There were many more and The Leader made sure that they walked through them all.

Then they were onto another area. The light here was dim but in the cells were the rest of the X-Men females. Overhead there was a power dampening device that seemed to be confined to that area. Still in cuffs and power dampening collars they called and taunted at the leader as they walked by. The Leader merely grinned at them. Some called out to Emma but she couldn’t do or say anything. She saw friends and former students in there. All stripped and outfitted with power dampening collars the females of the X-Men looked ragged but not defeated. There were some looks among some of the younger ones that were possibly despairing but Emma took pride in her fellow X-Men. All in all they didn’t seem to be defeated. The mall rats Boom Boom and Jubilee stared at the Leader with daggers in their eyes and menace in their body. The more senior form of Dazzler simply paced back and forth along the opposite wall with her eyes on the guards around. Emma could see from her body language Dazzler was counting steps and guards. Already planning an escape. X-Force member Domino was lay out on a bench twirling her unlocked collar around her finger. She winked at The Leader more so then at Emma who simply replied with a smile of her own. Clearly waiting for her unmatched luck to give her an excuse to use all of her skill and experience in an attempt to break free. Emma caught sight of others with her eyes. Making eye contact with Dust, who seemed miserable but defiant. Hope paced the opposite bars from Dazzler and when she met eyes with Emma she simply nodded and continued to pace. Siryn and Magik simply acknowledged her with a nod as well, wile others greeted her in other ways.

Thankfully they were past all of that and they entered through another door into where Ahab and his hounds were. There were far to many of them to count all walking or crawling around with leashes and collars. All in the leather getup that was their uniform. Somehow or another they each roamed about but Ahab who sat on the far end of the room never seemed to have more then five or so chains wrapped around him but they seemed to go out and leash to every single one of them.

“Why weren’t you at the press release?” The Leader asked.

“I had matters to attend to that go beyond our understanding” Ahab answered.

“Such as?”

“I must prepare for my slave wife. I have responsibilities beyond here in Genosha” Ahab refused to comment any more on that. The Leader looked him up and down not aware that any one of the hounds in the area could kill him quickly and quite brutally even if Emma were forced to defend him. He still looked up and down the hound master as if appraising wither he should hit him. Finally he shrugged.

“I expect you there next time”

“As you wish. I trust my payment has been delivered to your machines” Ahab questioned.

“I saw her strapped down myself” The Leader grinned.

“Good I will be there to take possession of her when she emerges” Ahab almost seemed to be whisking the Leader away. For a moment Emma wondered again if there was going to be a fight. The Leader again grinned and shrugged his shoulders.

“I want you to help with the positioning of the breeding chambers once all the females have gone through the process” The Leader wasn’t asking it was more of an order then anything.

“As you wish” The Master of the hounds responded.

The Leader tugged on Emma’s chain and led her out back the way they came. Emma noticed that the cells with the women X-Men were a little lighter, some had been removed including her former pupil Jubilee. Where there were taunts before from some of them now there was nothing but angry glares but they kept their mouths shut. Emma wondered in the brief time she had been in there with Ahab what had happened and where did the others go.

That answer was given to her when they came back into the area where the machines were working on the men she could see a line had been formed in front of the machines. Three women were there were bruises and welts over their bodies. A couple of soldiers stood over them with whips and cattle prods which seemed ridiculous to Emma considering what the collars could do but as they approached Emma could see that the guards were shocking them with the collars and whipping them and then when the shock from the collars wore off they would shock their asses with the cattle prod. The three woman were on the floor in tears. Even Jubilee who would refuse to show that kind of thing to an enemy. The other two with her were Armor and Lifeguard so that made Jubilee the senior member there. Emma had been loath to show more and more people that she could form a mind link but Jubilee was an experienced member of the X-Men and a former student. Emma reached out with her mind.

[Jubilee, chin up. We are not done yet] She sent through the link and though Jubilee did not respond, as Emma crawled by the three of them Jubilee looked into her eyes and winked. A steeliness coming back into her body that seemed to startle her guards and reinvigorate her two teammates next to her.

The rest of the crawl back through the cells was uneventful. Emma was led back to the Leaders private quarters a the top of the complex.

Kitty felt nothing but shame. No there was something else she felt to but she refused to admit it. Kitty was in the lab straddling the Engineer, her Master had had enough of what he called her teasing. He had jumped up onto the desk and sat in an uncharacteristic show of a jovial nature. With strength he had pulled on her leash while Kitty was half way across the lab working on a computer. He had dragged her towards him while removing his pants. Kitty couldn’t deny him and went to him willingly. Now she was straddling his lap while his cock was pushing in and out of her exposed pussy. The shame she felt came from the very real observation that there were at least six guards in the area who could and were watching her being taken like a common slut. His cock though and his touch combined with the programming from the machine had made it impossible for her body not to respond in anything but a hot and almost loving way to his actions. Her mind was another thing. She maybe could not disobey but she still had her inner thoughts and every single one of them was telling her not to admit it, that this was so pleasurable she didn’t really want it to end. From the same recesses of her mind that gave her those thoughts was also the thought to stay on track and wait for the signal she had been told to wait for. Of course none of them would be able to give any signal. There was still a couple of hours to go on the machines for Jean, Storm, Rachel and the others.

“Do you like this slut” The Engineer asked. His cock hammered away at her while he reached around and stroked her clit.

“Yes Master” It was an honest answer.

“Good then maybe we can greet your friends like you greeted your other friend” The Engineer mocked her. Kitty did not want to go through that again but knew she would and knew once more that she would enjoy it.

“MMMMMM” Was all Kitty could manage to say.

The Engineer was pumping hard on her and she felt she was ready to cum and by the feeling of his cock inside her he was too. Without any warning he pushed her from his cock, sending her to the floor with a crash. The soldiers laughed as she lay spread out on the floor with juices leaking from her pussy. His cock was so hard it popped right up like a tower. Kitty looked up at him sat on the desk and wondered what was going on. He was so close.

“I tire of this. I need something else” He stated. He pulled his pants up over his cock. Jumped down from the desk and tugged on her chain. Kitty got up to her feet and followed him. Her Master led her to a small what Kitty had thought to be like a storage closet. Opening the door Kitty looked inside and she wasn’t sure what she saw, but it scared her. Inside there was some sort of machine. A small block on the bottom with two mechanical wheels. From the block and connected to the wheels were two long poles with dildos on the top. The block was positioned in between a chair that had a hole cut out in the cushion to allow the poles to come through. The chair was mounted directly facing and against the back wall. There were two shackles on the bottom for her ankles and two on the wall behind at probably just over her head for her wrists she assumed. Kitty took a step back.

“Not interested slut?” The Engineer teased.

“It’s awful!” Kitty responded truthfully.

“You will learn to love it” He jerked on the leash to bring her forward.

“Shouldn’t I stick around and make sure the machines are alright?” Kitty pleaded.

“Why did you sabotage them?” The Engineer was mocking but there was a hint of an accusation in it.

“No Master, but they are all being used for the first time and all together. The power systems need to be monitored and the machines may need adjustments” Kitty pleaded.

He held her leash in his hand and stroked his chin with it. Thinking about what she had said.

“I agree, you do need to monitor everything. So when your friends come out of the machines, you will be placed on it while they watch” He wrenched on the leash pulling her away from the closet. Kitty was thankful but also very fearful. She wasn’t going to avoid that forever.

“Thank you Master” Kitty managed to say before she was dumped off at the same computer station she had been working at before she had been pulled over to him.

Emma was not happy. Course she hadn’t be happy since arriving in this terrible country. First the hike and then the brainwashing. Now she was on a bondage horse while on a patio overlooking some rather beautiful scenery she had to admit. Emma had spent many years in the rather seeder side of things and even had a girl or two or three on benches just like this. She had never been the one strapped down to one and for that she added another reason to make sure that when she could and when she was done with her so called Master he would soil himself every time he thought of sex. Bent over on the horse her ass exposed and her breasts hanging below her Emma was spending her time in her mind thinking of all the things he would love to do to this vile little man when she could. Her thoughts only interrupted when he started to spank her. Open palms landed on her ass cheeks. Told to count out the number of times she was spanked Emma had never felt so utterly helpless.

“AHHHHH twenty” She cried out. The Leaders hand coming down on her left ass cheek.

“I think we have time for another twenty before your new sister arrives slave” The Leader said from behind her. Emma didn’t think that deserved an answer because he was going to do what he wanted anyways. His hand came down on her right ass cheek.

“AHHHHHHH!! twenty one” Emma counted out.

“Perhaps I’ll have her take you with a strap on for her first order?” The Leader mused. Emma counted out number twenty two after his hand landed on her left cheek.

“Or is Jean Grey a little inexperienced wallflower that should be taught?” He mused again. Another slap coming down on her buttocks.

“Not like you my little sexy slave. You have experience don’t you?” He taunted. Once more another slap coming down in her left cheek. Emma counted number twenty four aloud.

“Perhaps have her discipline you. You did after all steal her husband” Number twenty five landed on her right cheek.

“Hmm? What do you have to say for yourself slave?” His hand coming down and smacking on her left cheek.

“Twenty six…… Me and Jean have settled our differences” Emma answered with no choice but to be truthful.

The Leader stopped smacking her for a moment. He walked around the front of the bondage horse and lifted Emma’s head up so her eyes were staring right up at him.

“Indeed? If I didn’t know any better I would say you are lying but you are incapable of that aren’t you my slave?”

“Yes Master”

“So what is Jean Grey to you now?” He asked still gazing down into her eyes.

“We are comrades, friends” Emma answered.

“Disappointing….. but no matter perhaps we can add some uncomfortable things into the middle of this budding friendship” He laughed and roughly tuned her face downward. Walked back to her rear end and continued to slap her backside.

“Twenty Seven!” Emma cried. Certain her shapely backside resembled some awful crimson red at the moment.

“Good slave. I think from now on you will thank me as well for each” He ordered.

“Yes Master” Emma answered.

He struck quickly for the next eager to hear her words.

“AWWWW! Twenty Eight, Thank you Master!!” Emma was forced to say.

“That’s better slave” he taunted. His hands began to rain down on her ass much quicker. Emma screaming out her thanks and the numbers.

Kitty kept looking at the closet where that device was that the Engineer wanted to tie her to. It was inevitable really that it was going to happen and she had used her best hope for delay earlier. Now though as the time on the machines clicked down to mere minutes before they were released from the machines, Kitty knew her time was coming. About a half hour ago three new people from the government had come into the lab and were patiently waiting. They were surrounded by guards but there was no need. Kitty was the best example of that. If she had the ability she would have phased out of here long ago but instead she was nothing more then a lab rat and sex toy for her Master. They had all looked her up and down as they had arrived. She wasn’t sure if that was because they were assessing her as a threat or because she was a half naked woman in a lab. Probably a little of both she had decided. Here though in front of the computer displays with her leash chained to the desk in front of her while the Engineer played host to these newcomers. Kitty was able to look over the programming on the machines and made sure all was well. Her mind constantly telling her to trust her team mates and wait. So her mind was taken to intelligence gathering and in this lab there was plenty at the moment. Her Master was playing host to the three new people. Kitty had been eavesdropping since their arrival. There was a tall slim man, impeccably dressed with an air of dignity and bigotry about him that her Master currently was talking to. This man was the minister of state and as such was the chief ambassador of the nation. Apparently as a member of the elite within the government he had chosen and was granted to have the Queen of Wakanda, the wind rider and Kitty’s dear friend Ororo Monrue Storm as his slave. He was apparently quite anxious to have her on chain and leash in front of her husband and the king of a fellow African nation, T’Chilla the ruler of Wakanda. Kitty was sure that would start a war. A war of which many of her fellow X-Men and mutants native to Genosha would no doubt be conscripted into. The two other newcomers were talking among themselves at the moment but as host her Master had been talking to them and Kitty had been able to deduce that one was the minister of agriculture. A very prestigious position for the limited but very fertile lands of Genosha. A smaller and more rotund male he seemed to have a constant runny nose and kept clearing it up with a hankie he would produce from his suit pocket. Apparently he had surpised them all with his request for Paige Guthrie as his slave. Kitty hadn’t overhead much but apparently at one time this man was a coal baron in Kentucky and though had never met or seen Paige’s family had some sot of hate on for the Guthries. Finally the other male newcomer was a medium built male who had sleaze written all over him. Kitty didn’t like how he just seemed to ooze from place to place. He was slimy and one even Gambit would not have found a redeeming quality for. Perhaps it was fitting then that he had chosen Rogue as his slave.

Only moments before the machines were due to release their captives and integrate them into Genosha society the Leader arrived with Emma in tow. Crawling as always Emma looked terrible. When she crawled past Kitty she got a good idea as to why. Her ass was the color of a stop sign. There something else as well that Kitty had not wished she had seen. Running down the thighs of Emma were juices both running and dried.

[Emma?] Kitty called out.

[Not now Kitten, plotting this mans murder] Emma's thoughts were dangerous and cold. There was thankfully for Kitty a hint of amusement in her mind as well.

[Be serious Emma] Kitty chided her.

[Oh fine Kitten…. can’t even allow me my own fantasies….. my poor Master believes he is introducing me to depravity….. imagine what I could show him’ There was amusement in Emma’s tone. Kitten smiled inwardly.

[Speaking of depravity…. My Master has something he is going to use when Jean and the others are released that is frightening]

[How so Kitten?] There was concern in Emma’s tone.

[I can’t really say. Can I picture an image in my mind for you to see?] Kitty asked.

[Go ahead Katherine]

Kitty pictured the image in her mind of the chair with the hole in the seat cut out. Two poles with dildos attached at the end protruding through them. Restraints on the floor and on the wall behind the chair.

[Oh my, your lab partner is kinky Kitten] There was sarcasm in Emma’s tone but concern as well.

[Emma that thing will tare me apart!] Kitty’s anguish and fear shined through the link.

[I imagine it might….] Emma stopped thinking and Kitty was thankful there was nothing more then concern radiating from her.

[…. I fear there is no way to avoid it Katherine] Emma continued.

[I know Emma….. I just….. ] Kitty would have cried real tears in her mind if she could.

[…. need advice] Kitty completed her sentence.

[Advice?….. Katherine I know you are well versed in the basics of biology] Emma didn’t quite clue in to what Kitty was asking.

[Yes I am quite aware Emma…… Advice on how to make it hurt less] Kitty finished.

[Ahhh, I can see two options for you Kitten. Since you can’t avoid it, make it as enjoyable for you as you can but I think your fear may override that. So I would go with the second option, lube. Ask him to lube those things up. If he doesn’t ask him to allow you to lube them up]

[Lube? I don’t want to put something like that on them they will be going inside me Emma]

[Oh how marvelously inexperienced you actually are] Emma’s amusement made Kitty mad but Emma could not help herself.

[Offer to suck on them Kitten] Emma’s thoughts came back to her with concern and conviction and a hint of that amusement.

[That’s filthy] Kitty couldn’t help the response.

[It’ll make it far easier Katherine, I am sorry but we will all have our fair share of scars after this is all done] Emma’s thoughts were wistful and full of the promise that she already bore some of those scars.

There was a pause as Kitty thought about he suggestion. It made sense in her mind but that didn’t mean she had to like it. The pause extended when Ahab walked through the door with the hound Wolverine and Gambit.

[I wonder if he did that on purpose?] Kitty asked Emma through the link.

[I would imagine so. Knowing the history between Jean and Logan as well as Rogue and Gambit] Emma replied.

The hounds seemed to sniff out the cocoon that Rachel was in and immediately went towards it. The guards that had been stationed around the machine carefully stepped back and with a nod from the Leader abandoned their posts all together. Ahab smiled as he grasped the Leaders hands in a friendly greeting and then barely acknowledged the others except for the Engineer. He talked with him extensively while Kitty was forced to simply ignore it all and stay by her computer station. Emma was forced to kiss the shoes of the new arrivals including Ahab who seemed to take perverse delight in having her lick up his boots.

Somewhere someone had produced a bottle of champagne. The gathered members began to toast to their success and they future successes. Kitty and Emma tuned them out until there was a loud chime within the lab. At the sounds of the chime Jean’s machine started to descend back to the normal position. Followed very closely by all the others. They all took up positions at the feet of their chosen woman they had taken as slaves. Waiting to unwrap the cocoon like kids on Christmas morning. Kitty was pulled forward to kneel just in front of her Master in between the gathered dignitaries and the machines that were about to bear fruit. Emma was brought forward as well but was situated next to her Master not in front of him.

Jean’s machine came down. The frame which had been horizontal the past few hours while she underwent the programming was turning vertically to assume it’s release point. Cocoon still in place around her, no one could see anything but that. This was a slightly different design then what Kitty had gone through. Her cocoon had lifted while she was still horizontal and much further up on the frame. The Engineer had said that the Leader had wanted more of a show. Whatever that meant Kitty didn’t know but she had to admit the suspense was building. The cocoon burst open with a hiss of seam and began to remove itself from the frame and then went up into the ceiling. Jean was revealed on the frame. Still strapped to the x frame a black matte collar had been placed around her neck. Her new attire was certainly something Kitty had to admit. A yellow phoenix bird insignia stretched from her shoulders with the wings down over her chest and down to her navel. The wings covering her breasts but the yellow material was somewhat see thru. There was a hint of her nipples having being pierced because there was a silhouette of bars through her nipples, which were somehow quite visible. At her naval where the tail ended there was black belt that stretched to just above her pussy which was shaved bald except for a tiny patch just above her mound. There was a slight yellow sash tied to the belt on her left side. She had long black boots that went up over her knees that hid most of a pair of yellow and black leggings that were exposed at the crotch. Kitty’s x insignia was on the belt just off of center to the left.

The Leader and the Engineer with their slaves trailing behind approached Jean. Kitty saw her eyes were open but blank. The Engineer went to the command console that dealt specifically with that machine and released the bonds. Jean immediately stepped off. Kitty and the Engineer were behind so Kitty could see when Jean stepped off her back was covered in a black skin tight suit that connected with the phoenix insignia on the front. Jean stepped off but remained only a foot from the frame standing with her arms down, feet shoulder length apart and eyes blank.

“Who are you?” The Leader asked.

“My name is whore Phoenix” It was Jean’s voice and her eyes seemed to open. She looked at The Leader and Emma and took in the rest of the onlookers in the lab. There was a slight hesitancy in her voice as she answered.

“Who do you serve?” The Leader asked.

“I serve the glorious nation of Genosha and I am your personal property my Leader, my Master” Jean answered with a seductive gaze but again with the hesitancy. Kitty was sure she was the only one noticing it as everyone else in the lab including Emma seemed to be enthralled at seeing the legendary X-Man in such a state.

“Good whore, kneel!” The Leader ordered. Jean did as instructed quickly. He produced a new leash which he connected to her collar and padlocked the connection. With some jerking on Emma’s collar he had her re-positioned, kneeling next to Jean looking up at him.

“Slaves will kiss and lick my shoes” He ordered.

“Yes Master” They both answered. Bending down they each took a shoe and started to lick and kiss his shoes.

Everyone around laughed at their misfortune. Kitty waited for Jean to make telepathic contact but there was nothing coming and nothing from Emma as well so she waited. On her knees she was forced to watch Emma and one of her dearest friends be degraded.

Storm’s frame was descending and the Minister of State was eagerly waiting. He turned his attention from the display Emma and Jean were putting on and looked over towards his prize. Storm’s frame was now vertical and the steam had just appeared telling them all that the cocoon was leaving her. Kitty forced herself to turn her own attention from Emma and Jean towards Storm. Storm was like another mother to her so she cringed at the thought of what was happening to her. The cocoon raised and revealed Ororo to all. The elemental Goddess, the Queen of a nation was vertically restrained to the x frame. She had like them all; a black matte collar enclosed around her neck. Her black costume was virtually unchanged except were before it was from her crotch to cradling her breasts. This one was a corset that cupped her breasts. It wasn’t a traditional corset either it was apart of the machine process. It was see thru almost like a lace. Though her breasts were bare she had her nipples pierced with black matte rings. Just in between her breasts on the corset was Kitty’s x insignia. Black boots that went up to just about mid thigh were capped with a white strip a the top. The see thru material allowed everyone to see her bald pussy that had her clit pierced with a small black matte ring to match her nipples.

The Leader who was dragging his two slaves behind him walked up to the table with the minister of state by his side.

“Quite a specimen minister” He remarked.

“I think so and will aid in our relations” The minister remarked.

“Perhaps not so much with Wakanda but our relations with them were never going to be good with her in our care” The Leader replied.

“Who do you serve?” The Minister of State asked.

“I serve the glorious country of Genosha and I serve you Master” There was a slight pause as Storm’s eyes opened and took in her surroundings. Her gaze taking in everything and everyone. Lingering only slightly longer on her friends now kneeling before these men.

“What is your name?” The Minister asked.

“My name is Storm slave Master” Storm answered.

“Good slave” the minister pulled a leash from his pocket. Attaching it to her collar he dragged her out and onto her knees.

“Crawl behind me slave” He ordered and roughly jerked on the leash. Starting to walk around the lab he wanted to take his new slave for a test run so to speak. Emma was kneeling next to the Leader, Jean was on his other side kneeling as well. She was keeping any telepathic link inactive at the moment because there were a few people in the room and she wasn’t sure of the capabilities of the newcomers. Though they appeared completely ordinary all be it disgusting perverts she didn’t want to take any risks. Also she wasn’t sure about the capabilities of Jean and now Storm. So Kitty stopped trying to reach out and form a telepathic link with anyone.

Storm was dragged along the very edges of the lab while everyone laughed and watched. When the minister was done with his humiliation she was dragged back in front of the machine were the Leader and the rest of the delegation had gathered.

“I am eager to have a more private demonstration of her obedience but I will wait and see what other fruits are bared” The Minster had Storm kneel next to him just like Jean and Emma for the Leader. Kitty was still kneeling in front of her Master the Engineer but they all relocated to the next in the line which wasn’t Rachel which surprised Kitty, Jean and Emma. They went instead to the machine which housed Rogue.

Rogues machine had already assumed the vertical position. With a touch of a button from the standard computer station next to it the cocoon opened with the hiss. Rogue was revealed. She was in a translucent green jump suit from head to toe complete with boots and gloves that were just a little bit off color green then the rest of her suit. Everything could be seen including her breasts and nipples and her shaved pussy. There was a bundle at the back of her that Kitty suspected was a hood that would be completely inline with her costume. Kitty’s x insignia was plastered just above her left breast and almost seemed to blend into the green suit. She was asked the standard questions now from her new owner. She answered quickly without any of the hesitation that Kitty had noted from Jean and Storm. Emma and Jean were not involved as they had their heads down and were looking at nothing but the floor while the minister of state had Storm on her feet while he idly stroked her pussy from behind. The new owner of Rogue had her kneel and proclaim her ownership and obedience to him.

From across the room where Rachel’s machine was surrounded by Ahab and the hounds there was a general rumble of discontent. They were eager for their own show but the Leader and the Engineer were to busy with Rogue and the others to pay it no mind.

Once the show with Rogue was over the committee moved over to Husk’s location.

Husks frame was already in the vertical position when they all gathered there. The small man seemed to be quite agitated and wanted to get his own prize sooner rather then later but his own agitation was nothing compared to the waves coming off of Ahab and his hounds gathered around Rachel's machine which itself had assumed a vertical position in preparation for release. The small round man eagerly waited for the cocoon to lift away from the machine. When it did Kitty saw that Husk had not been modified with a suit. She was completely naked except for a belt around her waist that was yellow with her x insignia on it. The beautiful young blonde woman was going to have to get used to the idea of being paraded around completely nude and though Kitty knew she had grown accustomed to nudity because of her powers over the years. This may be an adjustment for her. The only other things on her were the black matte collar that everyone else had. She also had a black matte ring through her clit as well. Her restraints came off and she stepped away from the frame and greeted her new Master with the customary greetings. Paige was put on the floor and a leash was fastened to her collar.

Finally upset with the lack of progress on what he wanted Ahab came over towards the group with a snarl.

“Your pageantry is useless. I want my slave…. NOW!!!” Ahab’s roar was enough to unsettle even the Leader. After a moment he took to compose himself while Emma and Jean looked up at Ahab with hate and challenge in their eyes. As if they would fight Ahab on behalf of the Leader.

The whole group was led to Rachel’s machine. A couple of inputs on the command station and her cocoon began to rise away from her machine. Rachel was revealed with her hound marks back on her face. Her red hair though still in place flowing down the back of her head to just about the bottom of her neck. Her costume was gone, replaced with a red body suit that was made to look like two slashes had been taken out of it on both sides of her. Two on the upper side that exposed pretty much her entire breasts but left her nipples covered. Two on the bottom that slashed open to her pussy and left it bare. Each slash was outlined with a black bold outline. The body suit went right down to her toes. Kitty’s insignia was placed in the middle of her waist. Like everyone else a black matte collar was placed around her neck. Restrained on the x frame Rachel’s eyes were already alert and taking in the room.

“Get down here slave” Ahab ordered.

The restraints were still on her. While she was still on the frame but Kitty was surprised to see that Rachel used her tk to undo the restraints and then levitated herself to the ground. Standing before Ahab she bent on one knee. Taking the knee before Ahab, Rachel’s head was lowered while the hounds circled her. Sniffing at her and prodding her. She didn’t seem to notice anything until Ahab took her head in his large hands, forcefully raising her head to look at him.

“You are home” Ahab sneered. Talking to her like a child.

“Yes Master. I was born and destined to serve you” Rachel replied. There was barely any hesitation but enough that Kitty noticed.

“Excellent, very well done Engineer” The Leader clapped the man on the back.

“Thank you Sir” The Engineer was shaking the hands of all the dignitaries there.

[This fool has should be destroyed and as soon as possible. How are we looking?] That was Rachel coming through to all the kneeling X-Men in the lab. Like a bright shining star in her mind Kitty was happy to have the link reestablished after such humiliating displays.

[All fine here] Storm replied.

[Good to go] Jean answered.

[Ummm okay I guess….. really nude? How come you guys at least get a semblance of clothing and I get nothing?] Paige answered.

[It’s a compliment in a strange way Sug’ah. I have to do what this germ wants….. kill me now people] That was Rogue coming through.

[No change darlings] Emma responded.

[Are we sure we should be talking? What if someone is listening?] Kitty asked.

[No one is listening Kitty] Rachel’s mind came through the link with a strength and confidence Kitty had rarely seen. It was quite a contrast from the image of Rachel on one knee before Ahab right now kissing his hand like some obedient pet.

[Any other telepath looks in on us right now will find nothing] Jean’s thoughts were clear and full of the same confidence.

[Now it’s a waiting game. I am afraid we will have to endure some further humiliations my friends] That was Storm talking over the mind link.

[I have been waiting long enough] Emma declared.

[I’ve been here longest Emma, your the one telling me to trust my teammates] Kitty chimed in.

[Emma, how uncharacteristic of you] Jean's amusement came through the link and every one could feel every one else smiling inwardly.

[If you knew what this lowlife has in store for just the pair of us Jean my darling….. you would want out to] Emma’s smile was evident in the link but there was a warning there as well.

[I can imagine and keep in mind I have to see my daughter reliving her greatest nightmare] Jean answered back with a seriousness that made the whole group take it in.

[It’s my nightmare to live Mom and Emma’s right. Trust in each other] Rachel who was being told to stand in the physical world and was having a leash attached to her collar. Her thoughts in the mind link took on a momentary dark and horrified edge as the memories of those times spent on leash for Ahab in her future hunting down her friends and family for him came rushing back to her. Some of those memories and images leaking out to the wider group. It caused a sudden reaction of horror among Paige, Rogue and even Emma upon seeing and feeling those memories. Jean and Kitty were well versed in Rachel’s history and though they had never seen images and felt the memories of them they were prepared for them better then the others. When her mind came back to the link fully there was nothing but warmth and love waiting for her from the whole group. While Rachel felt a little exposed and unhappy at the lack of control.

[My god Ms. Summers….. the horrors] Paige was the first to say anything.

[Darling…..] That was all Emma could manage.

[You save a punch for me on that son of a…..] Rogues anger shined through the link with a rage not directed at Rachel but at Ahab. There was nothing but compassion from her towards Rachel.

If she could Rachel would have cried but she was thankful for two things. The machine process prevented much of that and her own disciple prevented the rest.

[Jean, Katherine…… you have seen these memories before?] Emma asked.

[No, but I have talked to my daughter about her past] Jean answered.

[She’s one of my best friends Emma, I know her history. I wasn’t surprised to see it, but I’ll admit it was more then what I had envisioned] Kitty replied as well.

[As much as I enjoy the love and the pity party guys we have our friends and not to mention the mutant race to save] Rachel’s iron will radiated through them all.

Champagne was drunk and the men celebrated their victory and slaves. They had the five new slaves and Emma and Kitty perform for them for a brief time before they all wanted to go and have their own personal time. Paige was led away first with the small disgusting man. Then Storm and the minister of state and then Ahab with Rachel. The Leader stayed for a while to talk to the Engineer more about the logistics of the machines and the time frame for the completion of processing all the mutants currently under their care. Though Jean and Rachel were sure there was no way a telepath could spy in on their conversations they kept their talk to a minimum. Finally the Leader departed with Emma and Jean crawling behind him. Leaving Kitty thankfully happy that she was not put on that chair with the two dildos in front of everyone.

“Bet you are wondering why I didn’t have you mounted and displayed on my little machine aren’t you my slave?” the Engineer asked almost as if reading Kitty’s thoughts.

“Yes Master”

“Because I thought about it and I think for now I want to be the only one to see you in such exquisite pleasure” The Engineer said. Exquisite pain more like it thought Kitty.

“How kind of you Master” Kitty answered.

“Now with all of the celebrated masses out of here and no more specimens to conduct in here we can begin to have our fun” The Engineer said. He took a hold of Kitty’s leash from where she was. Dragging her behind him he went to the closet. With her leash in one hand he used his other and opened the door. Kitty saw the horrific device again and felt a knot in her stomach.

“Please don’t make me Master” She pleaded.

“You will learn to love it, beg for it even” The Engineer dragged her into the small closet.

“Please can I have some lube or something then so it doesn’t rip me open” Kitty begged remembering Emma’s words.

“Hmmmmm no, I don’t think we have anything like that around here” The Engineer replied.

Kitty looked at him. She had been shoved to the floor and all she wanted to do was get away from him but her stupid programming would not let her.

“Let me suck on them then, please it will make it easier” Kitty asked.

The Engineer mused on this for a moment. He jerked on her leash to bring her to her knees. Her back to the chair and the machine Kitty stumbled to her knees right before him. Knees barely an inch away from his shoes.

“I like that idea” The Engineer said. His hold on the leash slackened to allow Kitty to get back up to her feet.

“Go ahead then” He pushed her backwards. Not hard enough to cause her to fall but enough to send her backwards. Turning into the push Kitty saw the two dildos protruding through the seat and swallowed a lump in her throat not to mention her pride.

“Yes Master”

Kitty wasn’t sure she liked this idea but the alternative was even less pleasant. Walking towards the seat and the sight of those things Kitty wanted nothing more then to phase herself out of this situation but she couldn't use her powers without her Masters approval and only then for something that only benefited him. Bending down to her knees Kitty was eye level with the dildos. In her mind they seemed to be absolutely massive. Swallowing a lump in her throat again she grabbed a hold of the one at the front and lifted herself towards it. Placing her mouth over the dildo she started to suck on it. Making sure to use as much saliva as possible to lube it but also being mindful to try and make it sexy as her Master watched from behind her. With her hands now gripped on the rear dildo Kitty made sure to lube up the front dildo with her saliva until a thought of perhaps it was better to lube the rear one more so struck her mind. She finished with the first one and was granted a little more leeway on the leash to move to the rear dildo. Starting to suck on the rear one she tried to manufacture as much spit and saliva as possible to get it completely lubed up. Always aware of the presence behind her of the Engineer. Kitty took the dildo fully into her mouth not out of a desire to please him or show her capabilities but to coat as much as the thing as possible. When he had had enough of her actions he ordered her to sit on them. Kitty wasn’t looking forward to it but she had no choice but to obey. Sitting on the chair was easy enough but the two protruding dildos caused her to keep her butt and hips raised above them. The Engineer wasn’t letting her off though. With Kitty raised above the dildos he walked over to her and pushed down on her shoulders.

“Get on them slave” He ordered.

“Please Master!!” Kitty pleaded one last time, feeling the tip of the dildos on her butt cheeks and stroking against her pussy.

“On them now slave!” It was the first time Kitty had felt true anger from the Engineer and though Kitty had gone up against some of the most evil people and forces in existence with his control over her she felt fear. She nodded and looked down over herself. Positioning herself over the dildos, Kitty took one last pleading look up at him but was met with nothing but conviction on his face. She took the look without comment and looked down and looked at the dildo at the front. She knew it was probably drying of her saliva. Something told her through that the ass was going to be the worst so she looked behind to it and positioned it between her ass cheeks. Starting to guide it into her ass while taking the front one and placing it against her pussy as well. She lowered herself until the one at her ass was right at her entrance and the one at the front was just about to enter her. The rear one entered her and Kitty screamed.

“AHHHHHH!!!!!!”

A tear escaped her eyes. She thought back to the laughter she had with Rachel only days ago but something just like this and now she was being forced to impale herself on a dildo. Kitty would have laughed if it wasn’t just so crazy. The dildo at the rear was being forced in and Kitty wanted to scream again but she told herself she would not give him that. The front dildo was going into her, going against her clit she couldn't think much more then the pleasure as it went and stimulated her clit but the descending of her ass kept her in the moment. It kept her in pain, the mix though was erotic and Kitty found herself thinking more and more about the oft conversations she had had with Emma about bondage over the years. It was the reason why she was scared and felt the ability to show her concerns to her before.

The dildo was in her pussy about halfway. Her ass had accepted about a quarter of the dildo into her when The Engineer had had enough of the delays and unceremoniously pushed her down from her shoulders. Kitty yelled and screamed and even managed to curse at him from underneath the programming.

“You son of a…….” Kitty was in a rage and the Engineer simply took it all. He grabbed a hold of her thrashing hands and placed them in the shackles attached to the wall behind. Her hands were up just above her head restrained while her ankles were being restrained below her. The Engineer laughed, reaching down he clicked a button on the base of the machine that housed the two dildos. They came to life, slowly at first they worked in and out of her but after the Engineer did some adjustments the dildos never really exited her but they certainly were burrowing deep into her at random intervals. Kitty’s screams and thrashes turned to nothing while she tried to adjust herself. Her mentality and her body to the invasion of these things.

“Well that is quite a show” The Engineer remarked. Kitty was all of the sudden very tried and couldn’t find the strength to reply. The dildos speed began to increase and the times with which they would penetrate deeper and deeper into her seemed to be random so each moment was different and wouldn’t allow her mind to settle on any sensation. In and out they worked at alternating speeds and depth into her. Kitty’s mind was reeling from the sensations and wanted nothing more then to pass out from the pain but another equal side of her was enjoying the feeling. Her entire body was getting hot with pleasure. There was nothing she could do, she knew eventually she was going to cum while impaled on this machine and she wanted to. It would not only feel great but she reasoned it would also make it easier to bare.

Kitty didn’t know if it was minutes or if was hours. She wasn’t sure what she would have preferred if she were being honest with herself but she started to cum. With a dildo entering both her ass and pussy she started to cum in front of the Engineer with alarming strength. It wasn’t just one time either it was multiple times she came on the dildo making it easier for it to go in and out of her and she noted with a degree of satisfaction but far more horror that her ass was adjusting to the dildo there as well. Was it hours or minutes or even days? She thought perhaps it had only been a couple of hours. Her mind in a fog she refused to accept that she started to cum so easily and so quickly while impaled on the machine. The Engineer looked over his slave. She was awash in pleasure and pain as she came repeatedly in front of him. Sweat glistened on her exposed skin, the machine made fabric of the machine made uniform would keep her healthy and cool. He laughed as she came more and more on the machine within a span of barely twenty minutes of being placed on it. He would have loved nothing more then to pull up a chair and simply watch her for a time but he had work to do. With almost a loving gesture he took her chin in his hand and raised her head as far as she could go without disrupting the balance of the machine and kissed her passionately on the lips. So lost in pleasure was she that she returned his attentions and his tongue with her own. He broke the kiss with regret and slapped her breasts just for the fun of it. Exiting he closed the closet door leaving Kitty in nothing but blackness and the only sound being the pistons and hum of the machine as the dildos worked on her ass and pussy. Kitty’s eyes were barely open but she noted he was gone and she was in blackness. She despaired for a moment and then thought of her friends and knew she had to be strong and just wait. Her conviction on that nearly broken when the dildo in her ass inched just that little bit further into her causing her to gasp in pain.

[UGHHH] Jean remarked through the limited telepathic link her and Emma had established as they crawled through the facility. Trailing behind their Master the Leader they were currently walking through his penthouse suite apartment. Getting the tour as he called it. He had been chattering on for what felt like days about all the things they were going to do both in private in public. Sexually and more, to reduce the mutant race to nothing more then servants in the name of Genosha.

[What is wrong Jean?] Emma asked.

[A wave of….. Something is wrong with Kitty] Jean’s mind became alert with possibilities through the link. Emma thought perhaps if she could she would have been blowing a hole through the facility at this very moment to get to her friend. Emma had an idea though as to what could be wrong.

[Think about it Jean, about what this monster has planned for us. Just because Kitty is in the hands of a scientist doesn’t mean she is not in the hands of an equally perverted man. Before you and the others came out of the machines she was expressing to me concern about something her Master was about to do to her after we had all left. I would wager it is nothing more then that coming to pass that you are feeling from Kitty] Emma reasoned.

[You can’t feel it though can you Emma? there’s pain and regret, shame and pleasure all mixed into her feelings. There is so much of it in this mountain from so many of our friend and others that for her to come screaming to the front of my mind it must be something horrible] Jean answered.

[It is] Emma replied quickly and brought the picture of the device in her mind that Kitty had shared with her. She kept it in the front spaces of her mind so Jean could easily see it.

[Oh my god Emma] Jean stated.

[She will be fine, if for no other reason then they believe us all defeated and they wont hurt their prized possessions]

[Physically you are right] Jean concurred with Emma but her thoughts went back to Rachel and what must be going through her head. The images and the memories coming to her mind must be overwhelming she thought. What the group had experienced alone would be enough to have traumatized many when they experienced those brief memories of what she had gone through.

[Rachel is a tough woman Jean. I know you like to play den mother to all of the X-Men but you have to let them out on their own. When you were gone what they went through and what they learned made them into the women we know today] Emma wasn’t reading Jean’s mind but knew what her comments were referring to.

[Always the teacher huh Emma?….. thank you. I forget just how much of everything I missed. I know Rachel and Kitty and everyone else are more then capable but I can not turn off my empathy] Jean responded. The Leader meanwhile was going on about some nonsense about how the furniture had been tailor made by the finest Italian craftsmen or some other such nonsense which seemed to amuse Emma.

[Should I tell him I saw the same stuff at IKEA five years ago?] The amusement in Emma’s voice seemed to lighten the mood between them.

[That was always a major difference between us Jean. I learned to hide and curb my empathy where you learned it was a great strength. I both admire and admonish that about you] Emma continued.

[It’s funny Emma since I have been back and getting to know you better I admire how you can keep your emotions in check….. and yes you should absolutely tell him you saw it all in IKEA] Jean’s amusement was infectious and it spread through the mind link they shared between them.

The Leader had finished with his tour. The three of them found themselves in a room off of the bedroom that was windowless and quite dark. Lit only by fake candles, the walls were made to look like medieval brick and dark wood framing the four walls. Emma scoffed in her mind when they came in and Jean had to admit it was all a little cliche. A dungeon off of the main bedroom. Complete with all things you would expect in such a place. Jean and Emma had been forced to crawl into the middle of the room were there was a large Persian rug and told to kneel facing each other. The Leader stood off to the side but in the middle of them. A smile on his lips that hadn’t really left his face, if Jean and Emma were being honest hadn’t left since Jean had crawled out of the lab with him and Emma. He turned when he had enough gawking and went to the side of the room and began cranking on something. Jean and Emma had been told not to look anywhere but forward at each other. They both knew what was being lowered. Some sort of chain with more then likely restraints. The Leader returned and ordered the two of them to stand. The chains were still above their head but only barely. With his hands grasping onto Emma first her slid them down her shoulders and her arms to her hands where he grabbed her wrists and brought them up and over her head. Emma could feel him fastening the restraints to her wrists. The tell tale click of a padlock announced that he was finished with her wrists, he moved onto Jean. This time instead of groping down the outside of her shoulders and arms like he had with Emma he took the opportunity to roam is hands down her chest and then out over her stomach and naval before grabbing her wrists. Pulling them up and overhead he fastened Jean to the restraints. He took the chance to place his hand over Jean’s pussy and cop a feel. Jean shuddered inside but the programming was telling her to enjoy it so she did her best to feign pleasure. The Leader returned to the crank on the wall. Out of sight of the two heroines, the Leader started the crank again. Emma and Jean started to feel the pressure on the their wrists. Before long they were being pulled off of their feet. When they were hanging about three feet off of the ground the Leader returned to affix restraints to their ankles and with chains connected them to ringlets that were just beyond the rug. The chains were tight with only the three feet off of the ground and the chains were barely that length. They tried to thrash in their bonds but they found they barely swung. Emma looked up and noticed that the restraints were on some sort of a pulley rig which explained the crank but there was a long bar that the two sets of restraints were attached to that Emma and Jean were bound to. The bar seemed to be a sort of railing and there was another line that went out from the bar to the wall. The crank had stopped to take them off of the ground but then they both heard a new crank. The restraints began to slide along the rail towards each other. Drawing the two together but the restraints on their legs were stretching them out further. Their legs were obscenely stretched wideout behind their backs as their bodies got closer and closer together. Legs being splayed out further and further behind them so that when they did come into contact it was only their breasts and up that contacted. The stretching was agony for the two but when their breasts touched there was a certain degree of humiliation that came to both of their minds. If they didn’t willfully keep their necks craned backwards they would have had no choice but to essentially kiss each other. Which they were both sure was one of the benefits to the position in their Masters mind. In as peak physical condition as they both were though it was only a matter of time before their necks would start to ache. Not a natural position to keep them in and the Leader seemed content to simply stand at the cranks on the wall and admire them from afar at the moment.

[You realize this is folly. We will have to kiss and the sooner we get it out of the way we can stretch out our necks] Emma sent through the mind link.

[Yes I know but it galls me to give in just a little bit to him] Jean answered.

[Jean my dear you crawled here. I think you have given him what he wants and we both know we will be giving him more] Emma stated the obvious.

[Oh fine but you lean in first] Jean’s wink and smile through the mind link had Emma smiling inwardly but she did a mental shrug and leaned in. Thankful more then anything to just release the strain on her neck. Jean followed pretty soon after again relief on her neck being oh so good. The Leader was watching as their lips touched. Jean and Emma kept their lips closed and barely just scratched at each others lips but they were touching which that alone seemed to greatly improve the mood of their so called Master.

“I want you kissing and I want your tongues in each others mouths slaves”

“Yes Master” they both replied. Jean and Emma opened their mouths at the same time and started to explore each others tongues with their own.

“Good. Now continue that until I return” The Leader seemed to warn them with a minor shock that went through their uniforms when their mouths parted each other as if to respond to him. They got the hint and continued to kiss. The man made his way out of the room while the two telepaths made out in such an extreme position it could only have been thought of by the perv that he was.

Rachel was in her own personal hell. Ahab had setup shop not far away from the cells where she could feel her friends and had seen many of them undergoing the transformation process. Others she felt were already out and about working for their new country. Here though in the hounds cells Rachel saw her former friends now turned hounds more often then not. The mindless creatures with the faces of her friends was a terrible reminder of what she once was. The hound with the face of her brother was the most distressing. Cable had only days previous been instrumental in keeping Rachel alive but now his eyes focused on her. Rachel could feel his mind searching making sure that she was obedient on behalf of their shared Master Ahab. Luckily for Rachel she was far more powerful in telepathy then her brother at the moment. As a matter of fact since she had left the lab she had felt something unlocked inside. Not the commands that the machine implanted programming and uniform were sending to her mind, no she felt something unlock within her mind and within her power when she had unintentionally allowed some of her memories to be shared among her friends. Long ago she thought she had settled her issues with her past but there was something far more rewarding and therapeutic about them having seen. There was nothing more then what she wanted to do was discuss this with her Mom or even Emma. Another telepath who might be able to make sense of it but what she did know was one thing. Her power was increased and she was going to need it for her specific portion of the mission. They all had known and agreed that she was without a doubt going to end up in the clutches of Ahab once they had been captured which meant that the hounds and Ahab would be her problem to deal with when the time came. Intimate knowledge that she possessed about the hound process was also going to be invaluable and her and Jean’s interactions with them at the Avengers mansion was going to prove pivotal. For the moment through she was standing next to her new Master Ahab while he commanded his hounds. Many of them were in tailor made stalls. Though they were caged in, so perhaps cells was a more apt description Rachel thought. They were not like the mass cells not to far away from here were all the mutants of Genosha and her fellow X-Men were being held. These were individual based with a lower ceiling but since most of them were crawling around on their hands and knees that didn’t seem to bother them. Rachel had to admit standing next to Ahab was an unfamiliar occurrence after spending years on leash and on all fours as well. There was something very wrong about thinking of those years. Her early teenage years now as a grown woman the same man wanted her still on leash but in an all together different role. One so heinous and revolting Rachel would almost trade to be a hound again…… almost. The look on her captured friends mindless faces told her all she wanted to know about the current hounds. They were not conditioned and primed like she had been over the course of months and years. These had all been the quick affairs using the pheromones and the telepaths. Rachel could sense it on them and around the area. Ahab had her leash gripped tightly in his hands as he overlooked some plans that looked to be a combination of maps and intelligence briefings. Everything seemed to be on the surrounding nations. He kept tugging on her leash almost like he could not help but make sure she was still attached. Reassuring himself that he had her with him. Rachel leaned in and got a decent look at the documents in front of Ahab. They showed plans and military deployments of the nations around Genosha and also readiness of the Genosha military. Which looked to be very bad but there were plans there that she could see that were incorporating mutants into the military, there were other documents as well that spoke to troop and armaments that Rachel could not make out. Some of them names she knew, she spotted her fathers name there and her uncle. Made sense to her that they would lead the line as they had done for so long with the X-Men and X-Factor.

“What are you looking at slave?” Ahab asked. His head swiftly turned to look at her.

“Your plans Master” Rachel answered truthfully.

“Should you be looking at them?” Ahab asked rhetorically.

“Yes Master, If I am to be your slave wife I can offer more then domestic and sexual services Master” Rachel answered with a hint of a challenge to him.

Ahab looked at her and then up and down her. Appraising her for betrayal, Rachel simply looked back and then looked down at the plans.

“You have Cyclops and Havok as team leaders but you have Nightcrawler with Havoc’s squad. He works better with Cyclops and you have Chamber with Cyclops who chides under the kind of command Cyclops does. I would put him with Havoc” Rachel offered.

“They are all going to be if they haven’t already gone through the machine process slave. They will work how we please” Ahab warned.

“As you wish Master but it would be worthwhile to use years and years of my knowledge. I have been in most of these peoples minds and fought along with pretty much all of them. I can help if you let me” Rachel confirmed.

Ahab looked at her again and pulled on her leash. Drawing her ever closer to him. Rachel had no choice but to lean into him. Her body pressed against his.

“What benefit would you reap from this I wonder?” Ahab asked. His stare attempting to pierce into her soul.

“My programming is to assist you in all ways. If I see a chance to assist you in your current endeavor. I must Master”

“It seems the Engineer is quite an artist” Ahab had Rachel leaning into him. Taking her fully in by placing an arm around her he looked down and kissed her. Rachel wanted to vomit but she knew what the programming was trying to tell her she followed it. She leaned into it and allowed him to explore her mouth with his tongue. Looking into his mind she wanted to have a shower and then shower again and again. The things he wanted to do with her and the images coming through his mind were enough to make her want to vomit again. Instead she returned his tongue with her own. Twisting and swirling and interacting with his own tongue. She felt his cock stiffen against her thigh and knew what was coming. The revolting feeling that went through her threatened to break her calm but she went with it. Envisioning Kitty and Jean and the others in similar circumstances angered her but gave her strength to see it through like they were no doubt doing at this very moment as well.

Ahab leaned in impossibly closer. Rachel felt his cock growing against her thigh. Her hands moved down to it and began to stroke him through his pants. The thought of even touching his penis through his pants was enough to revolt her but she swallowed it again. In his mind he was planning out his next move on her. Her programming allowed her to anticipate and use her powers so she beat him to it. She turned in his embrace. Breaking their kiss but presenting her ass. Though she could no longer see him she could feel his smile. His pants were unbuckled quickly enough and right there in front of all his hounds and bent over the table of plans for conquest, his hard cock thrust into her pussy. Rachel had no choice but she had to admit she did love the feeling. As dirty and perverted as this whole scenario was she couldn’t help but be aroused at it all. His lips chewed on her ears, thrusting in and out of her with his cock, his hands roamed the front of her body. Focusing on her breasts and nipples. He seemed to be relishing in his ownership of her. Rachel played her part, not that it was hard the programming that she was able to either go with or ignore thanks to the Avengers allowed her to flow into it. When she wanted to in times like these she could allow the programming to feel for her and allow her body to react as the programming would intend. From this vantage point she could see all of the plans and though they were spread out she knew from looking at them that Genosha had eyes on the rest of Africa and the entirety of the mutant race. Ahab bit down on her earlobe, Rachel had never experienced such a thing and genuinely felt pleasure course through her. Wondering if that was natural for her or for anyone else or perhaps some of the programming took her mind off of what she was looking at in front of her. His cock going in and out of her was enough to bring her fully back to her senses. The revulsion bringing clarity to her mind from that little nibble. Rachel made a note to ask someone about that but wasn’t exactly sure how to talk to about such things.

“Shall we take this somewhere a little more private?” Ahab whispered into her ear. Returning to nibbling on he rear soon after.

“If you wish Master” Rachel answered. Her eyes closed while she tried to process the feelings of arousal going through her body.

With a whip of the leashes connected to him the hounds obeyed Ahab’s unspoken commands. They all retreated to their respective stalls/cages. Rachel was turned around to face him once more. His eyes held nothing but lust in them. She tried to hold back her own arousal. Certain now that it was a combination of the programming and her own lust. She defended herself by reminding her it had been quite sometime since she had been in relationship. Ahab took a hold of her leash which he already held tight against her and pushed her away from the table. The hounds had assumed their positions in their stalls. Rachel was taken with Ahab pulling her directly behind her. There was no space between the two as he held her leash tight over his shoulder, jerking with strength beyond his frame. Pulling her deeper into the area where he and his hounds had claimed as their own. There was a large door that he went too and opened. Inside was a small room with a bed and a set of drawers. There didn’t appear to be anything else in the room except for a door to the immediate right that was open and revealed tiles on the floor and the hint of a toilet. Ahab snapped his free fingers and something happened to Rachel's costume. She didn’t think anything could override or change the uniforms once they came out of the machines so this must have been built into it. On her wrists two black restraints revealed themselves and the same on her ankles. Nothing connecting them but quite clearly restraints.

“I didn’t want them to be visible all the time but you are after all to be a slave as well as a wife” Ahab sneered. He pulled her forward beyond him and pushed her onto the bed.

“I am sure you have your reasons Master” Rachel answered while she adjusted herself on the bed. Trying to get comfortable. It wasn’t what the bed represented with them both alone in there together. She had only just moments ago had his cock inside her. Her discomfort came from the simple matter of the leash still being really tight in his hands and the added weight on her ankles and wrists.

“I always do. I must admit when I had you before, my first, my original, my masterpiece. I viewed you as nothing more then a tool. Now I have watched you grow into the woman you are now. You have your mothers beauty and fire. You have a destiny that I will usurp which will doom mutant kind even more so then what we do here in this country”

“My destiny now is to serve you my Master’ Rachel answered but she couldn't prevent and she knew he wouldn’t want her to prevent some sadness from entering her voice. He was quite true if this all went wrong and they maintained their hold on the X-Men and the mutants here in Genosha then her future destiny and her brothers history will be irrevocably changed. She took the time to reach out with her mind and just viewed the cells where the hounds where and saw her brother. The elder Cable was in his cage. Almost looking peaceful but the leather bound suit of the hound made her want to weep. Rachel knew the burden of being a hound and would not wish that on anyone and most certainly not her brother.

Ahab released the leash and let it fall to the floor but he kept the end of it looped around his forearm as he did with so many of his hounds.

“On all fours back to me slave” Ahab ordered.

Rachel assumed the desired position and prepared herself. The feeling of Ahab getting on the bed caused her to adjust her position a bit with the increased weight on the bed. Her hands had to spread out a little further and she had to spread her knees out a little but but she was okay. She knew what was coming and she had accepted that this was going to happen from the moment they had discussed the plan. His cock had been in her while bent over the table but this was going to be a full on session she could feel it in his mind and in his actions. What she didn’t expect though was what he did from behind her. Ahab slapped her ass cheeks a couple of times which wasn’t so bad Rachel had to say in her mind but it was what happened next. Ahab took his cock and without anything being said or done. His cock entered her ass.

“OHHHHHH GOOOOOODDDD!!” Rachel cried. Without any prior knowledge Ahab’s cock was pushing deeper and deeper into her. There wasn’t anyway for her to describe the sensation in her mind beyond pain.

“You like that slave?” Ahab grunted. Taking his cock further and further into her. Rachel’s mind was aflame with thoughts and emotions. She couldn’t place it all but one thing did stick out in her mind. The thought and image of her friend Kitty and her only days ago talking about a man trying to put a finger in Kitty’s butt and now here Rachel was with a cock in her ass. She would have laughed and cried at the same time if she could. Considering the sheer lunacy of the chain of events that had led her here. Lost in her thoughts for a moment the pain seemed to subside but with a brutal thrust into her ass Ahab brought her mind back to the pain of being violated in such way.

“UGGGGHHHHHH” Rachel cried.

“You will learn that I prefer the ass slave instead of the cunt or even the mouth” Ahab penetrated deeper still into her ass.

“This is your body, you own it Master you can do with me as you please” Rachel knew those were the words the programming demanded she answer with so she did so. It guaranteed her submission and his lust for her which allowed him to redouble his efforts. Thrusting in and out of her his grunts echoed through the room while her tamer and much more subdued moans joined in. Impossibly he twisted her onto her back with his cock still in her ass, She landed softly yet roughly on the bed. Looking up into the face of her nightmares her body responded to his touch with arousal. Ahab continued to drive into her with all the arousal he had evidently built up over the years. His grunts increasing in frequency and noise. Rachel for her part was very aroused despite the conflict in her mind.

“You are never allowed to cum unless I say so. Understand slave” Ahab ordered in between grunts.

“Yes Master” Rachel managed in between breaths and gasps of pain.

“Good now take mine!!” Ahab roared. His body jerked and twitched on top of her as he came within her ass. When he was finished within her he removed his cock from her and laid down next to her on the bed. He took her head in his hands and pulled her towards him. Forcing her to turn her neck to look at him once more.

“You will stay here for now” He ordered. All Rachel could do was nod. Ahab got up from the bed and bent over and seemed to be searching for something under neath the bed. Rachel could hear him rummaging under the bed until she heard some chains crackling. He pulled up a length of chain and grabbed her right wrist. He attached the chain to her restraint and used a padlock that was already on the chain to lock it in place. He then bent down and fumbled with something else just under the bed and out of her eye line. She felt the chain stiffen until it was tight and had her arm stretched way up over her head in a very uncomfortable position. Ahab got up from the floor and looked at her.

“Lets get you a little more comfortable before I finish your restraints” Ahab remarked.

“There is no need Master I will not run” Rachel said with all the sincerity that her programming told her to.

Ahab reached down and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.

“I know slave but this is what I want” Ahab answered. All Rachel could do was allow him to fling her up the bed a little more so that her head was up on the pillows at the top. It loosened the one chain that had connected to her right wrist so when Ahab and Rachel were satisfied that she was relatively comfortable Ahab bent down and tightened the chain again. The effect was that Rachel's arm was stretched out just a bit over her head and out to the side. Being in the middle of the bed her wrist was still comfortably on the bed but it was pinned down. Ahab quickly had her other wrist down the same on the other side and then had her spread her legs. Rachel could feel his cum still in her as she moved about and felt some of it under her as she moved on the bed. Her legs were spread just like her hands and she was chained down there as well. Spread out on the bed she was completely at Ahab’s mercy. He took one look over her and smiled.

“Don’t go anywhere slave” Ahab snickered and moved out of the room.

Rachel tested the bonds with her strength and found there was no give. It was comfortable enough for now but the unnatural position will wear on her she thought. With the flick of her mind she knew she could be out of them but she had to play the long game at the moment. She moved her ass a tad to get a little more comfortable and felt the cum between her ass and the bed squish around.

“Gross!” She sighed and closed her eyes.

Reaching out with her senses she wanted to have a look around the complex. She was masking her presence but she didn’t want to push it to far so she concentrated on the people she knew to be in the building and those she had recent interactions with. First she searched out in her mind for her mother.

[Mom?] Rachel called out.

Jean and Emma were still kissing. It was forced kissing due to the agonizing bondage position they had been put into but they had be given a command although Jean could choose to follow that if she pleased, Emma had no choice but to follow the command. Their tongues intermingled for hours and their lips never parted each other. The Leader would come in from time to time to have a look and say some crude and nasty things but beyond that he hadn’t done much of anything which surprised the two X-Women. From what Emma and Jean had been able to gather from his mind he certainty had some more humiliating, degrading and disgusting things in store for them. For now though he would come, make his comments and watch for a bit for leaving. Emma had theorized that his mind was on the programming and enslavement of all the captures. Once that was done she was sure, and Jean had to agree that the fun as he kept putting it would start in earnest.

[Mom?] The thought came into Jean’s mind while Emma’s tongue swirled around in her mouth. It was clear strong and hinted with a tad bit of desperation.

[Is that Rachel calling out? Could be dangerous this far away Jean] Emma sent through their more intimate mind link which was saying something if Jean thought about it.

[She’s masking herself, keeping herself small. Only reason you hear it is because you are in my mind at the moment] Jean answered.

[Such a flatterer. Small?] Emma asked with a mind wink.

[I’ll tell you about it later] Jean answered.

[Rachel? Where are you?] Jean answered back.

Jean got images of Ahab in her mind. Exiting a small bedroom with a smirk on his face. She saw Rachel spread out chained to a bed squirming as much as she could but the bonds seemed to be really tight.

[I am fine Mom. How are you?] Rachel asked back.

Jean sent an image of her Emma. Suspended with their feet arched out and back in the air being forced to kiss.

[Gross…… and not in the my Mom is making out with Emma kind of way but gross in the who thinks of these things kind of way] Rachel answered. Jean felt the mind link expand slightly and Emma was included.

[Hello Rachel] Emma remarked as her consciousness came into each others.

[Hello Emma, you got a thing for my Mom?] Rachel’s smile was evident through the link and though Emma’s remark did not include any hint of a smile to her nature they knew it all to be in jest.

[Of course since the first moment I laid eyes on her]

[How are you dear?] Emma asked the next question and this was filled with concern.

Rachel sent the image of herself at the moment and Emma cringed inwardly.

[I hate to be indelicate Rachel but is this before or after….] Emma questioned.

Jean had to think on that for a moment unsure of what Emma meant and then it dawned on her what she meant.

Rachel’s presence silenced for a moment and then she returned.

[After] There was a hint of shame in her thought which Jean did not like but before she could say anything it was Emma of all people who comforted her daughter.

[You have been through worse my dear. You are far stronger then him. Time is on our side] Emma’s warmth was the perfect thing to finish that train of thought. Jean gave Emma a silent thank you through their link and twirled her tongue a little differently in the real world as an outward sign of appreciation.

[Have you seen any of the others?] Jean asked.

[Yes, I am not far away from the hounds. He has everyone he converted here and not to far away from here is the main cells. They are getting through the transformation process quickly on the guys but the girls they aren’t. It seems to be a slightly longer process and when the guys emerge they get assigned a duty and sent off but the girls just get taken away] Rachel reported.

Jean and Emma thought on this for a moment. They knew the plan from the drive that Rachel had recovered when this had all started. Evidently the plan was still in place then to use the female mutants not selected as personal slaves as breeding stock. To the both of them it just didn’t make since. To wait nine months and then wait for a fully mature baby to grow would take far to long for a group of people who haven’t shown that kind of restraint.

[There is something that we are missing] Jean mused.

[Yes but what?] Emma remarked.

[Well I am sure to get a better look around here at some point] Rachel answered.

[Until then perhaps you should check in with the others] Jean suggested.

[Sure I’ll let you two hang out] Rachel teased.

[Remind me to smack your daughter when this is all over with Jean dear] Emma chided with amusement in her voice.

[Not if I get to her first] Jean answered.

[I’ll contact you when I can] Rachel’s presence signed off. Leaving Emma and Jean alone again. Hanging while kissing.

[Be careful Rachel] Jean sent knowing she had broken contact.

[Your daughter has gone through as many harsh problems as all of us. She was the Phoenix for a lot longer then anyone else. I think she can handle herself. There was something different about that connection with her] Emma said.

[Yes there was…… a strength, flowing from her core] Jean answered.

[Perhaps she is beginning to truly realize what it means to be a Grey and a Summers] Emma stated.

[Thank you Emma…. You have been a great comfort in all of this] Jean said.

[We must stick together….. we can bicker later] Emma smiled in their minds.

The Leader entered into the room. Stalling any other conversation they were about to have in their minds. He looked over them as he had done a few times already before. Walking around them, appraising them as the property he believed them to be.

“How are my two slaves?” The Leader asked with almost a whimsical smile.

Afraid to remove their lips from each other as they had been warned the two mutants turned their eyes towards him and nodded in sync.

“Good, Time to get you down from there”

[Kitty?] Rachel’s mind searched out through the complex. A telepathic call, she could have walked the halls in her astral form but that would take too much energy and she may be detected. So instead she sent out a telepathic call to her best friend. Like her Mom, Rachel knew Kitty enough to try and lock down on her psychic signal but she needed some sort of ping back from Kitty to fully lock on. Rachel had been sending out the call for a few minutes now since she broke contact with her Mom and Emma. She got the vague sense that Kitty was still quite nearby but she as in such a state that she could not answer or would not.

[Kitty??!!] Rachel wasn’t exactly panicking wondering what was going on with her friend but she did not like that she was not getting an answer.

[Stop shouting] Kitty’s voice came into Rachel’s mind. It was tired and lacked any sense of humor or energy at all.

[Are you okay?] Rachel asked.

[Peachy] Kitty answered far to quickly and far to sarcastically.

[What is wrong?] Rachel demanded to know.

[Take the image from my mind] Kitty said very tiredly.

Rachel looked into her friends mind who was picturing it for her. She saw her oldest friend chained to a chair in a very small and dark closest with two dildos ramming in and out of her. One in her ass and one in her pussy. Rachel could feel Kitty’s shame, shame at being aroused and shame at havign being used like that.

[Kitty don’t worry, we will make them pay] Rachel tried to send strength to her.

[I don’t want them to pay Rach…….. I want them to die and I shouldn’t even after all of this. I am better then that] Kitty’s anguish came through the link.

Rachel paused for a moment and thought about her friends words. An idea formed in her head.

[Kitty look at this] Rachel sent. She formed images in her mind of where she was at the moment. Chained to the bed but then she sent what had happened before that. How Ahab had started in the other room taking her from behind and then taking her into the room and taking her from behind on all fours like a dog with his cock in her ass. Rachel knew that Kitty would know what that would have done to Rachel’s mind.

[Oh Rachel……. I think…… I think…… I think we should go home and watch a stupid movie or something] Kitty tried to infuse a bit of levity in her thoughts.

[I’ll let you choose when we get back] Rachel smiled through the link.

[Is it time yet? Is this my signal because I really can’t do anything like this] Kitty said.

[No just checking in. Easier to get a hold of you and Jean before trying to get in contact with Storm and everyone else] Rachel elaborated.

There was something in Rachel’s thoughts and something in her power that made Kitty think that if she wanted to Rachel could do a lot more then what she was doing at the moment.

[I am fine Rach….. honestly. Just not to high on myself at the moment] Kitty was honest through the link.

[Kitty can I do anything for you right now…. You feel so alone] Rachel confirmed to Kitty at least one thing. Her powers were at full range and power and perhaps even more.

[Rachel…… just do me a favor and let me handle my Master when the time comes] There was an edge to her thoughts and her emotions that she transmitted through the link to Rachel.

[I’ll be to busy repaying Ahab for everything he has ever done to me Kitty. I’ll make sure you get some alone time with him] Kitty’s hardness was matched by Rachel as she responded.

[Good….. now let me wallow a bit. Contact Storm or Laura. Make sure they are alright] Kitty asked.

[Be safe Kitty] Rachel sent.

[You to Rachel…… remember you are not the Phoenix anymore] Kitty felt the need to add that into the conversation knowing full well that Rachel hadn’t had the power of the Phoenix for quite some time now.

[I know….. I’m just older and much more….. powerful] Rachel winked through the link but Kitty caught something in that wink. There was a feeling of truth to it from Rachel’s side.

[Rachel] Kitty sent.

[I am fine Kitty. Remember this was a check on you] Rachel smiled through the link and Kitty felt that her friend was being honest with her but there was something there.

[Rachel, what happens if Ahab asks you to find someone. Someone who hasn’t been caught?] Kitty probed.

[You mean hunt them?] Rachel asked the clarifying question.

[Yes, or just bring them in?] Kitty answered.

[Then I kill him] There was a coldness Kitty hadn’t felt in her friend for quite a long time in that answer. Rachel’s presence became ice cold in her mind and then lit up in an eruption of fire.

[It would be violent] Rachel continued.

[The programming would stop you] Kitty tried to calm her friend down.

[Not this rage….. I know why you asked that Kitty……. I am angry for you doing that but I know why you did it…… I thank you for it…… but he dies….. one way or another his involvement in my life ends…. And it ends soon] Rachel’s tone was ice but her thoughts through the link were as hot as the fires that raged from the Phoenix force.

[Rache…. Listen to yourself] Kitty warned.

There was a pause in the conversation. Kitty thought perhaps Rachel had broken the link but she felt like she was still there.

[Your right Kitty….. he just…… he needs to be punished] The white hot flames of the Phoenix were still there in her mind but they were tempered with guilt and shame.

[He will… but you know we don’t go out looking to kill….. not even Logan… anymore] Kitty said.

[I know…..] Rachel responded almost like a child. Kitty’s fears for her friend were abating and now her own problems where coming back into her mind.

[Good…. Now like I said, let me wallow] Kitty replied.

[Be safe] Rachel stated before she broke the link.

Storm was in a wide open office space. It must have been the biggest open section of the complex except for the cells. In this place there was offices and cubicles and so many people, Ororo for a brief moment thought she may have been in any office building anywhere else in the world. The conversations she overheard though were decidedly different then what she would expect to hear in a regular building. Full of bureaucrats the office was taking and placing calls and orders on the new workers as they were called coming into the country. These new workers being mutants and her friends among them. Storm listened to as many as she could stand before the outright bigotry and lunacy of it overwhelmed her senses. Her Master, the new chief of State after the old one had inherited the Leadership of the nation was a tall well dressed man but he was still a pervert and a racist to say the least in Storm’s eyes. Ororo stood next to him silent and not exactly inconspicuous in this new outfit. Her programming told her to wait for her next command and be silent so she was following that, for now. Like Laura, Jean and Rachel she had the Avengers tech in her that was allowing her to choose which commands to follow. It was not a fun experience to willingly choose to follow a disgusting command but Ororo had played the thief before, as well as a Queen and even a Goddess. Playing a slave was not out of her repertoire. If she thought about it she had played this role before in this very country but not a piece of her history she looked back on in fondness. So she stood next to this man as he berated someone so far down the peeking order that the poor man didn’t even seem to have a security badge. Just a temporary one that had been hastily filled out. What he was going on about Ororo had tuned out but she was paying attention to how this man who was getting the berating acted. He seemed suitably curtailed but there was something in his stance and in his tone that made it seem otherwise to her. Something familiar as well but Ororo couldn’t quite place it. Her thoughts were not fully her own at the moment, having to keep an ear out constantly for a command meant her attention was always diverted. Still though there was something about this man. Once the Chief of State her Master was done the man bowed to him in a show of submission and then moved off but Ororo did see one thing that made her smile. A flash of a blue face on the man and snickering smile. Mystique was clearly doing her best to work her way into Genosha. Ororo wondered if that was a good thing or a bad thing but she had always looked after mutants first…. Well second if she had to admit to herself. Mystique always looked after herself first.

[Ororo??] The telepathic call came into her mind. It was the distinctive voice of Rachel Summers.

[Yes child?] Ororo answered.

[Checking in Ororo. You alright?] Rachel’s tone was calm but there was an intensity buried under neath it.

[I am well child. Concentrate your worries on the others] Ororo replied with an air of dignity and grace that Rachel would have thought impossible to convey through a mind link.

[I have checked on Mom, Emma and Kitty. They are…… dealing] Rachel said.

[How polite] Ororo snickered back in their minds.

[Not me to reveal their misfortunes Ro’] Rachel stated.

[Quite right. Have no fears child though I am debased and humiliated I am quite alright] Ororo responded.

Ororo managed to picture in her mind where she was and what was going on. She felt the amusement through Rachel as the very thought of Ororo Munroe, Queen, Goddess and X-Man standing motionless in an office.

[Do not laugh child, it’s beneath you] Ororo chided but there was amusement in her own mind at it.

[I can see into his mind you know Ro’, he’s so close and what he has going through his mind is going to be really bad for you] Rachel warned.

Ororo thought about it. Wondering if she should ask but she thought better of it. She had to react like she was a programmed slave and any forward knowledge may give her away in her actions and reactions.

[It’s Okay Rache…… I can deal with it. You keep an eye out for you]

[I am fine Ororo] Rachel seemed to bristle at that. Ororo surmised that she wasn’t the first to ask.

[I remember the young woman who came to us from the future Rachel. I remember the anger in her and the nightmares you had. All brought about because of that man who now holds your leash once more.]

[I am not that same kid anymore Ro’] Rachel warned.

[Of course not, You are a cherished friend. One I am concerned about] Storm replied.

Rachel remained silent for a moment until she rejoined the link.

[I appreciate it Ororo, your not the first one to ask. I feel……. Weird] Rachel was honest.

[Weird good? Or bad child?] Storm asked. Genuinely concerned about her friend.

[I’m not sure Ro’. I feel powerful but also a little scared and with that power some sort of vulnerability has opened. Like I am more connected to myself and my past then I have ever been] Rachel admitted.

[Talk to your mother Rachel. I am sure you can understand why] Storm pointed out the obvious but until then it hadn’t been so obvious to Rachel. She was running though so many emotions in her mind it had been so clouded.

[You’re right Ororo as always….. thank you]

[What are friends for. Now please tell me at least is Kitten okay…. That Engineer had a dark look about him]

Rachel paused and that pause gave Storm all the answer that she needed.

[How bad?] Ororo continued to ask.

[Not to bad, but she’s very uncomfortable and very…… well uncomfortable is probably the best way to describe it] Rachel wanted to say so many other things but she would not betray her friends trust. If Kitty ever wanted to tell anyone else just what had happened between her and the Engineer then she could do so and it would more then likely be to either Storm or Jean either way. So Rachel felt relatively okay not telling Ororo knowing that she will learn sooner or later from Kitty herself.

[Do you know where we stand with the time frame?] Ororo asked to change the topic.

[I saw the plans not less then an hour ago. Full processing of the X-Men will be complete in twelve hours and thirty six for the whole population] Rachel reported. Taking on a serious tone. Happy to rely the information at least. She didn’t dare tell Jean while she had Emma connected because Emma if she was asked to divulge any secrets would have to where as herself, Jean, Ororo and Laura could choose to follow the program or not.

[Good…. So not long] Ororo stated.

Storm felt a tug on her leash and was forced to break her contact for a moment with Rachel. She turned her head up to look at the face of her smiling new Master. He was looking down with a wide open smile that revealed glowing white teeth but he was missing a couple of them.

“Yes Master?” Storm asked.

“I think it’s time we dealt with a potential problem before it gets out of hand slave. I think we need to talk to your husband” The Chief of State laughed. A wrench on her leash pulled Storm in behind her Master as he walked off towards a large office space that Storm had discovered was his own office. It offered a beautiful view of the valley below that on normal circumstance Ororo would have found so very beautiful and one that she would have appreciated so much more with her connection to the planet.

[Rachel I have to leave…. I think I am about to experience something that I would rather the shame be between me and T’Chilla] Storm sent through the link.

[I understand, like I said it’s private for most of us] Rachel sent an image of where she was currently to get the point across. Showing Ororo that she was chained in a spreadeagled position on a bed.

[Stay strong Rachel] Ororo sent.

[You too Ororo] Rachel cut the link.

Storm was dragged into the office and found herself being dragged around a large desk that was setup on the far right side of the office. Along the far side wall were floor to ceiling windows with that beautiful view of the valley. The desk was far to large. Merely there as a display of wealth then anything else in Ororo’s mind. With a zeal that bordered on madness the man led her around the desk by the leash while he sat in a chair. On the desk he touched a portion of it that revealed a pop up monitor and call pad.

“Get me Wakanda…. The King please” He asked through to what Storm assumed was some sort of assistant on the other end.

There was a pause and a wait on the other end. Her Master jerked her closer and had her stand directly behind him. Her head visible but nothing else. Ororo knew what this was going to be and she knew that her beloved would be prepared. It took moments but longer then she suspected the new Chief of State was happy about. Ororo had to suppress a smile. T’Chilla was a head of state, a king and an Avenger. He knew how to play the diplomacy game and he would use all the tricks in his arsenal to unhinge her new Master. Ororo could hear on the line the two assistants from the two dignitaries exchanging pleasantries before finally the image of her beloved appeared on the screen in front of her. Just for a split second until a holographic projection appeared in front of the desk. If T’Chilla noted her being there he hid it well behind his a cold veil of seriousness and contempt.

“Ah the new Chief of State of Genosha. You speak to the King of Wakanda. What is it you want” T’Chilla was coming in hot with a tone of aggression and punctuating it with that pure contempt, that was written all over his face.

Her new Master she had to admit was cool under the fire he gripped a little tighter on her leash. She could feel that but it was nothing visual that T’Chilla would have seen.

“I come with respect and with the intention of defusing a problem” He said.

“Speak” T’Chilla was really hot and bothered and Ororo wondered if perhaps he was a little too hot.

“As you can see…..” The Chief of State pulled Ororo down to make sure her head was in full view of the camera so that T’Chilla could not help but look at his wife collared and leashed.

“….. I have your wife, your Queen and you can not do anything short of declare a war. The international community has sided with us. Mutants are terrorists and Queen or not your wife is a mutant. She is now my slave. There she will stay. So I suggest you respect me and my country and nothing….. terrible will happen to her” The Chief sneered at the king of Wakanda.

T’Chilla to his credit did not blow a gasket and declare war right there and then and that was mainly Ororo knew because they had discussed this possibility happening.

The man tugged on her leash forcing her onto the desk. Placing her clearly in sight if her husband. Ororo could feel his eyes on her and was shy for the first time about her new outfit forced on her by this regime.

“Watch your wife obey me…. King” The chief sneered at the word.

“Pleasure yourself in front of your husband” He ordered.

“Yes Master” It was the correct thing to say according to the programming. At the moment there was no way for her to ignore it without giving up that she was able to ignore the commands. Hoping that her beloved would understand the humiliation Ororo reached down and spread her legs. Exposing herself to her husband over the holographic link.

“Ororo” T’Chilla simply said.

“I am sorry my beloved I must obey” Ororo responded. It was along the lines of something they had agreed to that would signal that everything was fine and the plan was on course. T’Chilla for his part erupted in fury over the link. Playing every part the enraged and disturbed husband. The Chief sat behind her luxoriating in her humiliation but as he did so Ororo with her attention and frame clearly visible looked out to her husband. Knowing each other for years and being in love for most of them without either of them really knowing they knew what each other was thinking without a telepathic aid. Ororo was grateful for the time to even see her husband and was flabbergasted at the audacity of her Master to just allow her to look at him through the holographic call.

“Ororo stop!!” T’Chilla again playing his part. Watching as Storm used her fingers to pleasure herself. Like some sort of perverted cam show model Ororo played with her clit on camera for her husband to watch. She could hear in the background the enraged shouts from T’Chilla’s guard. Smiling inwardly at how willing not only he was to play the part but how willing he was to make it seem as normal as possible. She knew that T’Chilla would have briefed them on what to expect as soon as the call came in and they all played their part. For the King and for their Queen. They had made her issue and her friends problems their own. For that Ororo would always be grateful. After so long to know that not only her husband but an entire nation was rallying behind her and her friends. It was enough for her to cry but she had to remain in character. She knew her Master would expect her to be approaching climax at the moment. To her great chagrin she had to admit she was close. The combination of her fingers on her clit and seeing her beloved had the desired effect. Close, so close to cumming on camera in front of her husband she had to admit, if it was any other time the change would have been very erotic for her and T’Chilla.

“Ororo no” T’Chilla still playing the wounded husband and King pleaded. Behind her she could feel the Chief of State smiling and loving her debasement.

“I am sorry my beloved but know that seeing you makes me happy beyond description” Ororo was happy to say she was able to say this within the programming and let there be nothing but truth in it.

There was little time after that before Ororo could feel herself coming very close to cumming but there was something in her programming. A very special thing within her programming that told her that she had to ask permission to cum at all times.

“Master may I cum?” She asked. Craning her neck over and behind her to look at him. He simply nodded and allowed her to return her gaze to her beloved through the holographic call. Her husband was familiar with her body and with her actions and he would know intimately that she was close. Ororo wasn’t sure what he would do but as she approached her climax he roared through the holographic channel.

“KNOW THIS, YOU HAVE MADE AN ENEMY TODAY. WAKANDA WILL NOT FORGET THE TREATMENT IT’S QUEEN RECEIVED IN GENOSHA!!!!!!!” T’Chilla signed off the call and Ororo was left to finish her own climax without the benefit of seeing her husband.

“It seems your husband has quite a temper” Her Master stated.

“You have no idea” Ororo was quite happy she was able to say that with no problems because of the programming and to add a but of warning into it as well. Her fingers still working feverishly on her clit.

“I suggest you cum now before I take away your permission” He replied. With a little hint of a tremble in his voice. Storm was pleased to hear this and somehow that was what she needed to take herself over the edge. Her body began to respond even more so to her actions. Ororo felt the climax within her body building and was thankful for this particular degradation to be coming to an end. With an explosion of emotion and body she came on the desk. Still kneeling on the desk she brought herself to orgasm with her back to the Chief of State.

“Good slave I am glad I am recording this. I will send it to Wakanda so that they can see what their Queen actually is. Do you know what that is?” He asked while Storm tried to come down from the high of her orgasm.

“I am a slave” Ororo replied as per her programming.

“That is right my slave. You will forever be a slave” He replied.

“Thank you Master” Ororo replied.

In Wakanda T’Chilla sat behind his own desk. Flanked by his advisers and guards. He looked around.

“Well played my friends” He remarked to them all.

“That was not an enjoyable experience my King. To see our Queen in such a state. They must pay!!” A member of his Dora Milaje roared. She was swinging her spear in the air in fury.

“One thing at a time” T’Challa responded. He turned to another view screen and turned it on.

“Cap?”

“Yes T’Challa, we watched the whole thing”

“Are we in agreement then. Twelve to thirty six hours?” T’Challa asked.

“Yes that was my read on it as well. Blink code, been awhile since I have seen that used” Captain Rogers expressed his delight at the subtle messaging that went undetected by most. While Storm had been in front of the camera with no one else to block her she had used an old form of communication called blink technique. A subtle way of flashing her eyelashes and closing her eyes to relay information.

“You got all of that from blinks and eyelashes” That was the distinct tone of Tony Stark Ironman coming from Caps side.

“That’s right Tony” Cap answered.

“My beloved predicated just this scenario. Captain Rogers I believe you know what comes next” T’Challa stated.

“Oh this is my favorite part” That came from just behind Captain Rogers from another individual. Both Rogers and Stark turned to the voice and smiled of screen from T’Challa. Rogers shrugged and moved away from the camera to allow two new people to come into view. The distinctive green hair from one and the native American headdress on the other was not normally seen in Wakanda or with the Avengers. Polaris and Dani Moonstar smiled at T’Challa over the video link. It was Polaris who had spoken from behind Captain America but it was Dani Moonstar. The former Valkyrie and defender of Asgard. Not to mention member of every X team since she was a teenager who spoke next.

“X-Men, Avengers….. Assemble!” There was a roar from behind them. Captain America had his shield in his hand in the air. Thor growled an Asgardian battle cry with his hammer raised. Stark looked menacingly into the screen. The Hulk bellowed in excitement. Black Widow adjusted a strap on her arm. Four other figures were shrouded in the darkness but their excitement was etched in their stances.

“Then to battle my friends” T’Challa roared along with them while his advisers and guards raised their own weapons.

End Part 2