Festival of X
Chapter 14: Repaying a Debt Part 1
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New Olympus Temple – Central Chamber So far, the ritual orgy of Bacchus was going quite well. In fact, it was going better than expected. Amara was impressed with the creativity her fellow X-men displayed in their sexual pursuits. They were making full use of the resources provided by the temple and utilizing their powers in ways that defied any sort of training. The wine was certainly effective in fueling the insatiable spirit of lust that they had all embraced. Everyone went from partner to partner, drawing immense satisfaction from their elaborate activities. Yet they were still left wanting more.
‘You all are doing great. Aphrodite herself would be impressed with your handling of this ritual. Now once you’re finished with your current coupling, please gather in the central chamber. I’ve organized another special ceremony of sorts to go along with this ritual. I think it’s something you’ll enjoy!’ This telepathic message was sent out a half-hour ago by Amara with help from Jean Grey. Having been more than satisfied with the ceremonies offered thus far, the X-men eagerly complied with her request. As various pairs and groups finished their latest sexual activities, they assembled in the central chamber where this decadent ritual first began.
They arrived to find that Amara had reorganized the layout in the central chamber with help from Warpath, Piotr, and Jean. The mini-beds from earlier were cleared away and a series of plush futons were set up around the stage area. The futons were arranged to form a circle around the stage, acting as bleachers to a theatre performance of sorts. On the stage itself sat a mid-sized circular bed that was covered in red sheets. It would have looked inviting were it not for the special restraints that were built into it. These restraints offered a telling clue as to what this activity entailed. Amara also had Jean, Piotr, and Warpath set up a row of small figurines along the perimeter of the stage. There were also the standard candles and incense burning in the background. They were just about finished by the time Scott, Ororo, Surge, Sam, Kitty, Logan, Jubilee, Remy, Domino, Laura, Kurt, Rogue, Bobby, Prodigy, Roberto, Betsy, Elixir, Danielle, Warren, Tabitha, Julian, and Lorna converged on the elaborate setup.
“This certainly looks ominous,” commented Jubilee as she sat back on one of the futons
“By ominous, I hope you’re not expecting to be shocked,” said Prodigy, who was sitting next to her and Surge, “All this reckless sex should have long since desensitized us.”
“That’s for sure. I mean look at us! We’ve become so comfortable being naked around each other,” Surge pointed out, “I feel like one of those nudists.”
“Be that as it may, I’m still open to being shocked,” said Jubilee.
“At this point, that would be the safest approach,” said Danielle, who was sitting on the futon next to theirs, “I’ve noticed that as this ritual has unfolded, we’ve been willing to participate in more elaborate acts of decadence.”
“Elaborate being a very relative term for some of us,” shrugged Domino, who was hogging one of the futons for herself by lying out on her side.
“I’m sure this kind of decadence is your idea of a relaxing Sunday afternoon, Dom,” said Jubilee.
“It’s no target practice in an Eastern European war zone, but it’s right up there!” she joked.
“Whatever our standards may be, I think we all should expect to have them tested,” said Elixir.
“They’ll either shock us to our core or give us new ideas,” said Julian with a mischievous grin.
“Does that mean we should be taking notes or something?” wondered Surge.
“I’ll bet it couldn’t hurt,” said Julian.
There were any number of lurid ways this activity could unfold. They all watched as Jean, Warpath, and Piotr made the finishing touches. Warpath and Piotr made sure the restraints on the circular bed were secure. Jean used her Phoenix powers to light every last candle that surrounded the stage. It certainly helped set the mood, bathing the central area in a dim yet sensual glow. After getting the final approval from Amara, they joined the others on the futons.
“Is this what I think it is, Jean?” asked Scott as she sat down next to him.
“I was hoping the restrains on the bed would give it away, but yes. This is exactly what it looks like,” said Jean as she eagerly curled up to her husband in anticipation.
“Don’t you look excited,” snickered Betsy, “I bet you’ve been looking forward to this almost as much having unlimited amounts of guilt-free sex.”
“With almost being the operative word hopefully,” said Ororo with a touch of humor as well, “Although I’m sure it’s a close second.”
“Oh come on, guys. Do you really think I’m that vindictive?” said Jean, rolling her eyes.
“I was crazy enough to marry you. I’m not crazy enough to answer that question,” said Scott, which earned him a bemused grin from his wife.
“I don’t know, Jeannie. You do tend to play pretty rough. You made that pretty damn clear when we hooked up,” said Logan, who was sitting on the other side of the futon with Ororo in his arms.
“Now I’m intrigued and a little worried,” said Warren, who was sitting on the futon next to theirs with Betsy, “Is this another dirty secret you guys decided to keep from us?”
“You keep goin’ behind our backs like this then you gonna make even a master thief feel uncomfortable,” said Remy.
“As if you can be all that uncomfortable when you’re sitting here naked with meh in your lap,” said Rogue, whose casual embrace on her lover kept him from getting too uncomfortable.
“No need to get paranoid. This doesn’t involve any of us playing an active role. At least not in an obligatory manner,” said Betsy cryptically.
“Hoo boy, now even I’m starting to worry,” said Bobby.
“It’s not as nefarious as Betsy is trying to make it sound,” said Ororo, casting the British woman a slight scorn, “It’s true. We did know about this little activity ahead of time. For the most part, our only prominent role is as an audience.”
“But that doesn’t mean it’ll be the only role, will it?” asked Alex.
“And if the absence of Emma Frost is any indication, I’m guessing it involves her,” added Lorna.
“Speculate all you want, guys. Everything will be revealed soon enough,” assured Jean, “For now, just sit back and enjoy the show!”
Curiosity as well as concerns continued to linger as Amara took center stage once more. She waited for Warpath and Piotr to get comfortable on one of the futons before addressing the X-men. She was looking forward to this as well, but for reasons that were quite different from those of Jean Grey.
“Thank you all for joining me. I hope you’re enjoying yourselves thus far,” said Amara.
“With all this food, sex, and wine it’s pretty hard not to,” said Warpath as he finally allowed himself to relax a bit.
“Indeed,” said the Nova Roman Princess with a grin, “And you have all taken to the ritual with both enthusiasm and maturity. You’ve handled yourselves in ways most pleasing to the gods. But as I emphasized from the beginning, there is more to this ritual than just drunken sexual debauchery.”
“Could’ve fooled me,” muttered Kitty under her breath.
“An important part of this ritual involves cleansing ourselves from the mental and physical baggage that comes along with any life that is worthwhile. The gods understand that we are flawed. We make mistakes. Therefore, it is important that we find ways to atone for those mistakes. Who among us can say they don’t bear the burdens of guilt?”
“If you’re gonna give a lecture on guilt, I’d rather you skip it, princess,” muttered Logan.
“Yeah, it kind of kills the mood and it’s a hell of a mood to kill,” said Remy.
“I don’t intend to dwell on our own individual guilt. I bring it up because it reminds us of the need to humble ourselves to both the gods and our fellow man. We go to great lengths for retribution and as we’ve all experienced in our time as X-men, such retribution can lead to more conflict. That is why forgiveness is so much more powerful. The ability to seek forgiveness is a very important role for any noble soul. The willingness to earn it can be just as important. Just as we use sex to express love and exercise lust, we can use sex to seek forgiveness as well.”
“Sex in exchange for forgiveness? Sounds a bit too much like pity sex to me,” said Domino.
“It’s about much more than pity, Domino,” said Amara, “It’s about being willing to humble yourself in the face of those you have hurt. Some of us are more in need of it than others. Some of us are uncomfortable humbling ourselves in such a way, which is why it’s important for us to take seriously someone who is willing to go through such lengths.”
Amara turned towards Jean Grey and nodded, signalling her that it was time. In accord with what they discussed earlier, Jean sent another telepathic message. This led to one of the large chamber doors on the west side of the room to open. From what appeared to be a staging area of sorts from one of the nearby shrines, a progression of 12 imposing male figures marched towards the stage like soldiers in a battalion. Each male figure was almost entirely nude and well-built, indicating they were most likely soldiers or athletes from the Nova Roman elite. Their faces were all covered by special masks, each bearing a unique design with a corresponding symbol on the forehead. As they approached the stage, they revealed they were accompanying another figure in ceremonial garb. It was Emma Frost and her attire was much less elaborate.
The X-men watched with a mix of curiosity and intrigue as the men led Emma up onto the stage. Her head was held low in a submissive display. Her body was covered by a thin white robe that was partially transparent, allowing them to see her naked flesh beneath. She also had on her head a crown of thorns. It didn’t look too uncomfortable, but it was definitely a different look from the usually bawdy Emma Frost.
“Ah guess that answers one question,” commented Sam as he and the rest of the team took in her appearance.
“That may be the most modest outfit I’ve ever seen Miss Frost wear and that’s saying something,” said Roberto.
“I wouldn’t get used to it. There’s probably a reason for it,” said Kitty.
“And you would be right, Kitty,” said Amara as Emma and the 12 men arrived on the stage, “As you all know, Miss Frost has been playing the role of a submissive since this ritual began. It is a role she agreed to take on willingly and I know some of you have taken full advantage of it.”
“Have we ever!” grinned Julian, still smiling at the memory of having fucked Emma Frost in a school girls uniform.
“While I understand that not everyone has had a chance to share her role, I believe this ceremony will streamline the process so to speak,” Amara went on.
“A more efficient way of having sex with Emma Frost? This I gotta here!” grinned Alex.
“This ceremony is called Celestial Retribution,” she explained, “In Nova Roman mythology, the God of the Underworld ordained this for those who enter Hades with particularly egregious sins. These burdened souls are given a chance to repent and enter the paradise of Elysium by offering themselves to the 12 immortals of the Zodiac. By offering themselves, they endure whatever labors and lusts unleashed upon them. Once complete, they are considered forgiven in the eyes of the gods.”
“In other words if you don’t accept this, you’re thumbing your nose at divine retribution,” said Emma, her demeanor doing little to affect her coarse tone.
“Is the burdened soul supposed to have an attitude?” questioned Warren dryly.
“The only requirement is that the soul be genuine,” said Amara, “Attitude on the other hand...well, the gods are not without understanding.”
Emma kept her head held low as was also required by the ceremony, yet she could sense the myriad of thoughts that her unusual state invoked. Some of the New Mutants were chatting and giggling. Some were just staring at her, impressed that she was going to such lengths to make up for past mistakes. She couldn’t help but be impressed herself. Playing a submissive role in this ritual was a challenge to her pride in and of itself. This promised to complete that role in a much more efficient manner. It was a good thing too because that meant she would then be allowed to indulge in this ritual on her own terms.
“The 12 men before you each represent a sign of the Zodiac,” Amara went on, “They are carefully selected based on their commitment to Nova Roma and their physical prowess.”
“They sure pass my test,” grinned Tabitha, “I hope they stick around after this!”
“Dibs,” said Domino, already licking her lips hungrily at the sight of these well-hung men.
“Miss Frost has offered herself for atonement. Acting as the leading priestess of this ritual, I accept her offer,” said the Nova Roman Princess in a more authoritative tone, “The 12 signs of the Zodiac will take her. She will endure their lusts and share in the pleasure, courtesy of another dose of specially formulated wine.”
“That’s some penance, being fucked by a bunch of hot studs while drunk off wine,” said Jubilee.
“It’s not as easy as it sounds, I assure you,” said Emma, “This wine is different from the brand you tasted earlier. This isn’t just going to make my feminine faculties work overtime. It’s going to render me rather incapacitated, yet still quite aware. Think of it as roofies without the memory loss and nausea.”
“I don’t think that’s an entirely appropriate comparison, but it is essentially valid,” said Amara, “Once Emma atones to the gods, the ceremony dictates that her fellow man may participate as well if they so choose.”
“So in essence we watch her get gangbanged and then we gangbang her?” Elixir surmised.
“That’s quite a bit of atonement,” commented Danielle.
“Again, I don’t think that’s an appropriate comparison, but I suppose it is valid,” said Amara.
It promised to be quite a show. There was certainly plenty of appeal to watching Emma Frost get gangbanged in a formalized setting where they could all watch. At the same time, it was also quite telling that she was willingly participating in this. Her sincerity had always been in questioned. While she had earned the respect and admiration of her students, the X-men that had experience opposing her while she was with the Inner Circle were more skeptical. This was by far the greatest lengths she had ever gone to in order to prove herself. Despite her attitude, Emma was determined to see this through.
“I think they get the idea, Princess. And if it’s all the same to you, I would like to get this ceremony underway,” said Emma impatiently, “I can tell your strapping studs are eager to start cleansing me. This robe is getting quite uncomfortable as well.”
“Very well,” said Amara, who also noticed the the 12 men getting aroused as they stared down Emma’s waiting body, “If there are no other questions or concerns, we’ll commence with the initial sacrament.”
“Would it be considered sacrilege if we had some popcorn while we watched?” asked Tabitha.
“Actually...it would,” said Amara with a touch of bemusement.
Tabitha shrugged while the rest of the X-men settled in for what was sure to be an amazing spectacle. Some of the men were already getting aroused at the prospect of seeing Emma Frost fucked in such an elaborate setup. The women were certainly intrigued as well, albeit for different reasons. Emma Frost hadn’t made many friends during her time with the X-men and had shown little inclination to make up for past mistakes. This may be the first and only time they would get to see her humbled like this. For some, it was more personal than it was ceremonial.
“When this is over, I hope you and Emma will be able to get along a bit better,” said Scott as Jean remained cuddled up next to him.
“Believe it or not, I share your hopes,” Jean replied, “But for now, it’s in the hands of the gods.”
The stage was set. Emma Frost was ready to offer herself in this elaborate act of penance. Amara made the final preparations, retrieving a crystal vase of special wine from a nearby table. As she poured it into a ceremonial chalice, the 12 men of the Zodiac gathered around Emma. In a carefully choreographed manner, they all grabbed hold of her robe and removed it to expose her naked body. While she had been naked like everyone else since the beginning of the ceremony, the others couldn’t help but admire her nude form. She still stood with the poise of the former White Queen, not hiding her beauty or showing in shame in offering it like this. Once the 12 men set the robe aside, Amara presented her with a chalice.
“Emma Frost, the gods have granted you the opportunity to humble yourself in the spirit of redemption,” said Amara in an authoritative tone, “Do you accept this opportunity?”
“You know I do,” she answered, “So at the risk of offending your gods, assume I accept all the perverse caveats that go along with it.”
“Very well,” said Amara, “Then take this chalice and drink from it. This sacrament represents an act of submission before Bachus. Embrace their mercy! Cleanse your body and soul of your burdens!”
The former White Queen accepted the chalice from Amara. Without hesitation, she drank every last drop of the wine. It tasted very differently compared to the wine they drank earlier. This wine was very strong and somewhat bitter. Whatever drug it had been mixed with, the concentrations were quite high. So Emma felt the effects almost immediately.
“Hnn...not a very good year,” she said.
“A willing soul has taken the sacrament,” said Amara as she took the empty chalice back, “Champions of the Zodiac, unleash upon her your lust and your mercy.”
“Willing soul, on behalf of the gods we take thee!” the 12 men said in perfect unison.
The men surrounded her once more and with imposing authority, they took Emma to the bed. Two men grabbed her by the arms and one other grabbed her by her legs to lift her off the ground. By now, the effects of the wine had really struck her. Every limp became weak, as if her muscles had turned to jello. Nearly every inch of her skin from head to toe became hot and her face became flushed, her expression showing the distinct signs of intoxication. She remained conscious and aware, yet too inebriated to offer resistance of any kind. She was truly at the mercy of these men and her friends as they continued to watch.
Once at the circular bed, the men laid her out in the center. While she continued to groan slightly at the effects of the wine, four men took the special restraints that were linked to the side of the bed and tied them to her wrists and ankles. They weren’t too tight and they were specifically designed to allow them to shift Emma’s body around. They would need that kind of flexibility to give this woman the kind of mercy she deserved.
“Whoa...Miss Frost looks pretty wasted,” commented Sam.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen her this drunk before,” said Prodigy as he and the others watched with growing anticipation.
“You mean outside your dreams, right?” teased Surge.
“She’s not drunk per se,” said Betsy, “More like stoned in a completely unglamorous way.”
“Nnn...I’m still somewhat coherent, you know?” muttered Emma from the bed.
This slurred remark earned her rough shove by one of the men, forcing her down onto the bed so she was completely flat on her back. This was one instance where her attitude would not be tolerated.
“Quiet, woman of sin!” barked one of the Zodic men as he tightened the restraints.
“You are now under at the whims of the gods!” said another who was wearing the mask of Leo, “You are bound by our will and our will is for you to be silent as we unleash on you our lust!”
“You will complete your obligations!” said the Zodiac wearing the mask of Libra, “In the spirit of mercy, your soul will be purged by your submission!”
The former White Queen fell silent, a rare if not momentous act for her in the spirit of this ritual. The 12 men of the Zodiac demonstrated that they took this ceremony seriously. Now that she was bound and inebriated, they began venting upon her their cleansing lust.
Immersed in their roles, the 12 men abandoned their choreographed motions and began to eagerly grope this naked woman. They all gathered around the bed and reached for a piece of Emma’s perfectly sculpted flesh. Some grabbed her breasts. Some grabbed the the outer folds of her pussy. Some grabbed her legs. Some grabbed her feet, face, and hips. Freed from the restraints of propriety, they rubbed and grasped her naked skin. As they grew intoxicated by her body, the all leaned in and started tasting her skin with their lips. It was gentle at first, but quickly intensified. Soon some were lightly biting down on her nipples, shoving fingers into her vaginal folds, and forcing their tongues into her mouth in some very domineering kisses.
Within this sea of groping and oral teasing, Emma let out a series of sharp moans. Even though the men weren’t exactly gentle, she found herself getting very aroused. All this touching along with the effects of the wine set a very intense mood. The heat that had consumed her body escalated, becoming especially intense between her legs. As the men kept touching her, they started letting out hungry grunts of seething lust. It was as if by wearing the masks, they were invigorated with the sexual hunger of the gods.
It was turning into quite a show. The rest of the X-men watched intently. Piotr and Warpath set up a special mirror above the bed so that everyone could get a nice overhead view of the scene before them. With the wine still affecting their own state of mind, they couldn’t help but get aroused.
“Wow...this is my kind of atonement!” said Domino, her legs already shifting.
“Don’t get too ahead of yourself, Domino,” said Kurt, who noticed her arousal, “Ve should respect zhis ceremony while it’s underway.”
“Speak for yourself,” said Laura, pointing out his own erection.
“Hey, it’s a lot harder for men to hide it!” argued Roberto.
“You don’t need to hide it,” assured Amara, who was now sitting next to Kurt, “Participants in this ceremony should be aroused. It is a good sign in the eyes of the gods.”
“If you say so, Princess,” said Domino, “But at some point watching just won’t be enough!”
“I’m counting on it,” said the princess cryptically.
While the audience struggled to contain their growing arousal, the 12 men of the Zodiac continued their thorough touching and tasting Emma’s body. They covered every inch of exposed flesh with their hands and lips, turning her over at one point so they could feel the full breadth of her body. They paid special attention to her butt, fingering her ass while fondling her pussy. Before long, they all had full erections. Emma was also aroused as well. The tender flesh around her pussy was wet and red, not unlike her face. In her intoxicated daze, she was at the complete mercy of this ceremonial lust and the 12 men were prepared to impart such mercy.
“This fallen woman tastes so good!” said the man wearing the mask of Taurus.
“She’s definitely one of my favorite to date!” said the man wearing the mask of Scorpio, “A form worthy of Aphrodite herself!”
“Enough tasting!” said the man wearing the mask of Aries, “I must fuck her! I shall fuck her sins clean from her soul!”
“Not before I cleanse her first!” said the man wearing the mask of Aquarius.
“No need to bicker, champions of the Zodiac,” said Amara in an authoritative voice, “You’ll all have your chance with her. Remain focused with your lusts. Remember your responsibilities.”
Under the watchful eye of the princess, the 12 men fought to contain their burning desire to have this woman. They were expected to take their roles seriously and they had no intention of dishonoring the gods. Upon reorienting themselves over the submissive and intoxicated woman, these champions of the gods unleashed upon her the full force of their cleansing coitus.
The man in the Aries mask went first. After the rest of the men removed their lips and hands from her, he turned Emma over so that she was on her back again. Then he got up on the bed with her, grabbed her by the thighs, spread her legs, and eagerly thrust his erect manhood into her tight pussy. Emma let out deep moan she was fully penetrated, closing her eyes and grabbing onto the sheets of the bed. He wasn’t tender or gentle with her. He practically squeezed her thighs as he hammered into her, rocking her body violently on the bed with each thrust of his hips. This was an act of penance. That meant enduring this lust in all its vigor.
“Oh-ooh-ahhhhhhhhh fuck!” Emma cried out in a drunken daze.
“Yes! That’s it! Moan, you little harlot! Moan to the gods as I fuck you!” the man in the Aries mask exclaimed.
The other men were quickly captivated by her dazed cries and her bouncing body. Some reached out and started groping her again, feeling her breasts as they bounced and rubbing around her clit as Aries fucked her. Two men wearing a Cancer and Pisces mask grabbed her hands so that she released her grip on the sheets and transferred it to their dicks. She instinctively began stroking them off, rubbing up and down the length of their shafts and evoking deep grunts. Two other men men wearing a Gemini and Virgo mask actually got on the bed and started rubbing their erect dicks around her face. Upon feeling this, Emma instinctively began sucking them. The man in the Aries mask had to slow down a bit to accommodate them, but he allowed his fellow Zodiac champions to coordinate as they continued to cleans this woman with their lust.
There was a mix of pain and pleasure at first. The way these men fucked her was fairly rough, but her arousal and intoxication ensured that mind-numbing pleasure superseded any discomfort. She was so inebriated that the sensations were chaotic. It led her to climax much sooner than she expected. As she let out orgasmic cries, this only encouraged the men.
“Orgasms already?” said the man in the Virgo mask, “Aphrodite has blessed this woman indeed!”
“And now she shall bless me!” exclaimed the man in the Aries mask.
After fucking her nice and hard for a bit, he approached his peak. Emma was still alternating between sucking the dicks of Gemini and Virgo when he made his final few thrusts. He ensured they were extra forceful, driving his dick deep into her pussy as he filled her with his manly fluids. The lingering throbbing from Emma’s vaginal muscles made it all the more blissful.
“Ahhhhh yes! Take my seed, woman!” the man in the Aries mask proclaimed.
“You’ve done your share of cleansing! Now let me do mine!” demanded the man in the Capricorn mask.
He had barely finished before the man representing Capricorn practically shoved him off so he could get between Emma’s legs. With her mouth still muffled by the Gemini man’s dick, the man in the Capricorn mask spread her legs even wider so that they were in a nice V-shape as he thrust into her pussy.
“Ooh this woman’s pussy is truly divine!” he exclaimed.
“So is her tongue!” grinned the man in the Gemini mask as he felt Emma slurp along the length of his cock.
“Ha! This woman has more sins than I thought!”
The cleansing continued at the same heated pace. The man in the Capricorn mask fucked Emma with the same vigor as his counterpart. Along the way the other men wrestled for a position with which to vent their lust. They kept her hands busy, ensuring she always had a dick to stroke. They kept her mouth busy as well, ensuring she had a dick to suck as well. This onslaught of lust drove her to another orgasm that wasn’t as intense as the one before, but it still surprised her and the men for that matter. Between the wine she drank earlier and the wine she took for this ceremony, her body was reacting quite strongly.
When it looked like she needed to catch her breath, they gave her a breather while taking turns tit-fucking her. Her large, hard breasts made for a nice fleshy squeeze around their members. They actually used the rough rhythm with which she was being fucked to help work her large breasts along their length. All the while Emma continued moaning in an intoxicated daze, embracing her role as much as the men.
“Hnn...give it to me. Do it to me,” she said in a slurred tone, “Help me...repent.”
“Did you hear that? She wants more!” said the man in a Leo mask.
“Then let’s give her more!” said the man in the Taurus mask.
The intensity of this lustful ceremony escalated as this ritualized sex turned into an all out gangbang. After the man in the Capricorn mask fucked Emma to the point where he came in her pussy, their efforts became more ambitious. They made sure from here on out she would always be fucking at least two men. The men wearing a Sagittarius and Scorpio mask turned her over on her hands and knees with one behind thrusting into her pussy and the other in front fucking her face. They managed to coordinate their sex so that they climaxed in her pussy and mouth almost simultaneously, giving her a double dose of their cleansing. Emma had another orgasm along the way, but at this point they were so driven by their lusts they barely noticed.
Once they were done, the men wearing a Cancer and Aquarius mask got their fill. Except this they gave her pussy a rest and fucked her ass, thrusting right in without offering much warning. Emma’s eyes shot open in shock and she let out a sharp moan, only to be silenced by having a dick thrust right into her mouth. It established a pattern of sorts by which these men would take Emma Frost and fuck her with the full force of the gods.
“Keep going! Fuck her harder! Fuck her faster!” urged the man in the Libra mask.
“Praise the gods! Praise their glory!” proclaimed the man in the Pieces mask as he hammered into her ass.
They kept her on her hands and knees for a while, alternating between someone fucking her pussy and someone fucking her face. At one point Emma’s arms and legs started to get shaky due to her intoxication so they turned her over onto her back again. This time one of the men got under her and thrust his dick up into her ass while another got on top of her and fucked her pussy simultaneously. This allowed two others to gather around her head and take turns shoving their dicks into that busy mouth of hers. She managed to get one of them to shoot his load off on her face while the other climaxed in her ass. It didn’t get her to orgasm this time, but she still had plenty of atonement left.
Once they finished fucking her in this position, another man pulled her up and showed off his strength by holding her up in his powerful arms. He then lowered her onto his dick and started bouncing her up and down. As he did this, another man got behind her and thrust up into her ass while groping her breasts from behind. This left Emma practically sandwiched between the two men, evoking even louder moans and multiple orgasms on her part.
The next three men had to practically wrestle her away from this mesh of man flesh to prop her back on her hands and knees. This time they fucked her with a dose of triple penetration. One man got under her and fucked her pussy, one got behind her and fucked her ass, and the other got in front of her face. Emma was now completely immersed in this lust, being fucked from all angles. Under the watchful eyes of her friends and before the gods of Nova Roma, she submitted to and endured this perverse act of redemption.
As Emma and the 12 men of the Zodiac indulged in these lurid acts, the rest of the X-men watched on in amazement. At first it was shocking, watching the usually dominating Emma Frost to be so dominated. Once the shock wore off, it became a live sex show of sorts. Emma’s performance and that of the men became an erotic special. It was hard not to get aroused by such a sight. Some became so aroused they started pleasuring themselves.
“Mien Gott...” was all Kurt could say while no longer hiding his bulging erection.
“Long live the queen,” said Kitty, who was rubbing her legs together while fondling her breasts, “Is it wrong to be this turned on?”
“Do you mean to imply that 12 hot studs gangbanging Emma Frost shouldn’t be this hot?” said Domino.
“Hell no! I’m just worried about enjoying it too much,” said Kitty.
“Not as much as those 12 lucky guys though,” sighed Alex.
“What I wouldn’t give to be one of them,” said Julian, who was rubbing his dick slightly.
“Speak for yourself, Julian. You already fucked her once!” said Elixir.
“Now it’s wrong to want a second go-around?”
“There’s no need for envy, anyone. You’ll all have your chance soon enough,” assured Amara, who was starting to get turned on as well.
“It may not be soon enough,” said Rogue, not even trying to hide her arousal.
The sights and sounds of Emma Frost being gangbanged continued to bombard their ever sense. After watching the three men cum inside her almost simultaneously, some took matters into their own hands rather than wait for the 12 men to finish.
Kitty and Rogue were the first to abandon such subtlety. They began fingering their pussies quite thoroughly, as if to match the intensity with which the 12 men were fucking Emma. Once they established that it was okay to enjoy a little self-gratification, some of the men joined in as well. Julian and Kurt started stroking their throbbing members. Having had sex with Emma already, they knew how great it felt and seeing it unfold before them reminded them of such pleasant memories. Others began pleasuring each other while never taking their eyes off the ceremony. Ororo and Logan took turns fingering and stroking one another. Alex and Lorna did the same. But some were not content to merely pleasure themselves.
“Sorry princess, but I just can’t be that patient,” said Domino.
Following the whims of her own desires, Domino turned her attention away from the ceremony and embraced the closest man nearby. It happened to be Piotr, who was quite startled since he had been so engrossed in watching Emma and the 12 men. Like most of the others, he was quite aroused by the sight. Domino quickly put it to good use, leaning over and enveloping his large manhood into her mouth. Piotr shifted under the sudden feeling of her soft lips around his shaft, but he didn’t oppose Domino’s actions.
“Uh...excuse me, Domino?” said Kitty with an annoyed tone as she briefly halted her self-pleasuring.
“What? You were flying solo,” Domino pointed out while gripping Piotr’s cock in both hands.
“Ritual or no ritual, there’s still such a thing as courtesy when you decide to blow someone’s boyfriend without asking,” she pointed out.
“Sorry I was too horny to ask permission. If it makes you feel better, I’ll be good to your boy toy. Besides, he doesn’t seem to mind.”
“I’d...rather not argue,” said Piotr through labored breaths.
While Kitty was still annoyed by Domino’s apparent lack of manners, she didn’t bother making a big deal of it. In this situation where they were all participating in this orgy of lust, she was willing to tolerate such decadence. She would just have to have Piotr make it up to her later in a way that would make him think twice in the future.
Domino’s more direct method of dealing with arousal was soon adopted by the others. The 12 men were still going at it with Emma and showed no signs of letting up. So while some were content to keep watching and pleasuring themselves, some took this as an opportunity to contribute to the ceremony in their own unique way. Tabitha followed Domino’s example closely and hooked up with the closest man she could find, which happened to be Alex. She fell to her knees and went right to sucking his dick. Unlike Kitty, however, Lorna didn’t scorn her. Instead, she joined her.
“Whoa...you’re not going to get mad, Lorna?” said Alex, who was pleasantly surprised by the feeling of two women slurping on his manhood.
“As if that would stop her,” shrugged Lorna.
“Glad you’re so understanding, Lorna,” said Tabitha with a grin.
“And if I can’t stop her, I might as well share in the fun!”
Alex and Piotr were more than happy with this arrangement. They let out content moans as the women went to work on their dicks. They never took their eyes off the ceremony though, not wanting to miss a moment of the show. More followed their example. Surge went over and started making out with Warpath. Danielle did the same with Sam. Betsy was inclined to go down on Warren, but was temped away by Elixir who was sitting right next to her. He practically took over for her since she had been pleasuring herself, thrusting his hand between her legs while suckling her breasts.
“Can’t make you ladies do all the work, now can we?” said Elixir, using his special touch to further tempt her.
“You’re such a gent,” laughed Betsy.
“Does that mean I should ask Warren first?”
“Don’t bother. I think he’s too distracted to care right now,” she said, sensing he was still completely engrossed by the sights of the ceremony.
The sounds of Emma being gangbanged by the 12 men soon mixed with the sounds of various grunts and moans from the others. While some made out and exchanged oral sex, others were content to merely pleasure themselves while watching. Such an elaborate display put everyone into a more lustful state of mind. It continued to escalate as Emma was fucked repeatedly and thoroughly. For some, however, this ceremony evoked a different range of emotions that promised to manifest in a different manifestation of lust.
Among all those who had been affected by Emma’s past transgressions, none were more hurt than Jean Grey. Emma was a member of the Inner Circle when they corrupted her into Dark Phoenix. Emma tried to steal her husband when she and Scott were dealing with marital issue. Watching Emma submit herself like this was nothing short of astonishing. When they began planning out this ritual with Amara, she was pretty surprised when Emma accepted this role. This ceremony showed more than anything that she was willing to confront her past mistakes and willing to make up for them. This was a pretty elaborate and unorthodox way to do so, but it definitely resonated in a profound way.
“I think I’m starting to share Kitty’s concerns about enjoying this too much,” said Scott as he watched the scene before him in daze.
“Why is that? Is watching the woman that tried to destroy our marriage get gangbanged too much in terms of atonement?” said Jean in a somewhat distant tone.
“I wasn’t referring to myself, Jean. You look like you’re trying to commit every last second of this to memory, more so than any of the men.”
“You almost make it sound sadistic.”
“I don’t think anyone would hold it against you even if it was, but atonement is a two-way street. Emma is doing her part. It’s still up to us to forgive her. I think everyone else is coming around.”
“Literally in some cases,” she pointed out.
“Dirty jokes aside, this will all be for nothing if we don’t accept this elaborate gesture of hers,” said Scott, maintaining a serious tone, “You forgave Mastermind for mind-raping you before he drew his final breath. What are you going to do show Emma that you forgive her?”
It wasn’t an unreasonable point. As Jean watched Emma get turned on her side while two men fucked her pussy and ass from each side, she recalled the many instances in her life when she had been seriously wronged. Being an X-man gave everyone a high tolerance for physical pain, but emotional pain was a different story. Everyone still bore their share of grudges and bitterness. However, part of what made them heroes was their ability to move beyond those feelings and forgive. If she could forgive someone like Mastermind after what he did to her, why couldn’t she forgive Emma Frost?
Jean’s demeanor shifted and she scooted in closer to her husband. She started pawing his chest and rubbing her legs against his. She noticed he had a sizable erection like the rest of the men, but he wasn’t pleasuring himself. She had been getting aroused herself, but that arousal was secondary. Through the cluster of men eagerly waiting to fuck the former White Queen, Jean saw the dazed look in her eyes. Through her intoxication, Emma was able to convey a simple message to Jean. That message rang loud and clear. Emma was showing in a big way that she wanted her forgiveness. Jean had to show she accepted it in an equally big way.
“Scott, would you mind helping me humble myself as well while acting out an old fantasy of mine?” asked Jean.
“Uh...where is this coming from, Jean?” asked Scott, surprised by her response.
“You didn’t say no, so I’ll take that as a yes,” she said before turning to Warren and Bobby, who were sitting nearby, “Hey you two, while you’re waiting for your shot with Emma want to warm up on me?”
“By warming up you mean...” said Bobby, who had just been watching and rubbing his dick for most of the ceremony.
“I mean sharing a gangbang of our own, featuring only us Original X-men,” she said as she rose up from the futon, “It’s a little something I’ve through about in my more perverse moments. It’s not a very flattering thought, but what better time to indulge it than now?”
“Seeing as how Elixir stole my girlfriend’s attention, I’m okay with acting on some unflattering thoughts!” said Warren, needing little convincing.
Jean didn’t bother trying to convince Bobby as well. She practically pulled him up from his futon and led him back over to where Scott was sitting along with Warren. They had both been pretty worked up by watching Emma and there was certainly a novel appeal to having a gangbang with the original team, minus Hank. As she rejoined Scott with her two eager participants in hand, he was still somewhat perplexed.
“Not that I haven’t come to appreciate your dirty thoughts, Jean. But I’d still like to know what you’re trying to accomplish here,” said Scott.
“Emma is humbling herself to show atonement. She’s humbled herself through this entire ritual yet I’ve done nothing to show that I forgive her,” said Jean, “If this gesture is going to be meaningful, I need to humble myself as well.”
“And an Original X-men gangbang is supposed to do that?” said Scott with a raised eyebrow.
“Does it make any less sense than anything else we’ve done so far, Scott?” said Warren.
It certainly was an odd way to demonstrate forgiveness. Then again, odd ways had been working quite nicely for them throughout this ritual. Jean seemed genuinely serious. Looking back towards Emma, she made it clear to her that she was doing this to prove that she accepted Emma’s gesture. It seemed to resonate with the former White Queen through her intoxication. So without trying too hard to rationalize it, Scott decided to indulge his wife’s elaborate gesture.
“He didn’t say no,” Bobby pointed out, showing his eagerness as he started feeling up Jean’s waist.
“So how did these dirty thoughts of yours play out anyways?” asked Warren, who did the same, paying extra attention to her breasts.
“I had a number of twisted fantasies that made for some rather nice showers back in the day,” she said playfully, “My favorite involved Warren fucking my pussy, Bobby fucking my ass, and Scott fucking my face.”
“Works for me!” shrugged Bobby, having no complaints about that arrangement.
“A good husband knows not to argue with his wife’s wishes in moments like this,” said Scott, “If you think this will get your point across, Jean...so be it.”
Her lover’s support was uncanny despite the unusual circumstances. This was something she felt she needed to do. Knowing that Emma was still coherent enough to acknowledge such a gesture, she proceeded to submit herself in her own way.
Scott, Warren, and Bobby coordinated their efforts to help Jean fulfill this fantasy/gesture of forgiveness. Scott moved back towards the edge of the futon while Bobby laid down on his back. Jean then got on top of him, straddling his pelvis and bending over so that she could effectively reach Scott’s still erect manhood. Warren joined them by perching himself on the other edge of the futon, using his wings for balance as he guided his dick towards her ass.
“I’m ready guys,” she told them intently, “I hereby submit myself to your lusts in the spirit of forgiveness.”
“Then let the forgiving begin!” said Bobby eagerly.
With the spectacle of Emma Frost being gangbang still in the background, the three original X-men proceeded to fuck the original X-woman. Bobby grabbed Jean’s waist and roughly thrust his dick up into her pussy. Warren followed suit, steadily working his dick into her ass. Jean apparently lubed herself up earlier in anticipation of doing anal at some point. She probably didn’t plan for it to happen like this, but Warren didn’t mind. After enjoying the initial feeling of Jean’s tight depths around their dicks, Warren and Bobby coordinated their thrusting so that they alternated between thrusts. This bombarded Jean with waves of sensations that mixed both pleasure and pain. She let out a sharp moan at first, but it was quickly muffled when Scott grabbed her by the face and thrust his dick into her mouth. Now fully embracing her submissive state, Jean shared in the spirit of the ceremony as she was fucked in all three of her holes.
This secondary gangbang did not go unnoticed by the others. While everyone was still engrossed in the gangbang featuring Emma Frost, some couldn’t help but glance over towards Jean.
“Damn! Looks like Jeannie’s trying to steal Emma’s thunder,” commented Logan.
“I doubt that’s all there is to it,” said Ororo, who was still fondling her lover’s member while he fondled her pussy, “I also doubt that you care.”
“I think we’re all beyond caring about the details that don’t involve more humping, Ro.”
The ceremony was becoming less and less formalized. Everyone seemed to abandon their reservations, allowing their lurid whims to guide them. Watching Emma Frost get gangbanged along with Jean Grey continued to intensify their arousal. For the moment, they stuck to self-pleasuring or exchanging their lusts with a partner in the form of touching, fingering, or oral sex. Such exchanges wouldn’t suffice for long, but Amara would make sure their patience would be rewarded.
Just as Warren, Scott, and Bobby were getting into a rhythm with Jean, the 12 men of the Zodiac were nearly finished with Emma. By now nearly every man had fucked her at least once. They had taken turns repositioning her, fucking her, and cumming inside her. Eight of the men climaxed in her pussy. The other four climaxed in her ass. As each man got their turn with her, the others continued to grope and lick her. When she was on her hands and knees they would shove their dicks into her mouth and hump her face. When she was on her back or side they would tit-fuck her. Some managed to climax more than once, often on her tits or in her mouth. Along the way Emma had more than her share of orgasms. It was hard to tell how many she had in her intoxicated state, but continued to play her submissive role.
Having endured more than her share of lust from these men, Amara sensed the time had come to complete this part of the ceremony. The 12 men seemed more than inclined to keep fucking her. In a typical ceremony they probably would be allowed to do so. Given the growing arousal of her fellow X-men, they would have to cut this part short so they could move onto the finale.
“It’s time for the final cleansing,” announced the Nova Roman Princess, who remained on the stage, “Champions of the Zodiac, you’ve done your part.”
“Already?” complained the man in the Taurus mask.
“She has absorbed the lust from each of you. She has given her due penance to the gods. Do not make her give more than she must.”
While disappointed, the 12 men honored their princess’s wishes. Emma was on her back with one man fucking her pussy and the other shoving his dick between her tits. Both men quickly finished with a quick climax while the rest of the men squeezed in one final grope. Once they all pulled back, they each did their duty and laid Emma out in the center of the bed. She looked a little worn out with so much fluid dripping from her face, breasts, pussy, and ass. However, she was too intoxicated to care and she didn’t seem too uncomfortable.
“Hnn...is that it?” said Emma in a slurred tone.
“Not quite,” said Amara, “You are officially at the halfway point of your penance, Miss Frost.”
“So I need to have even more sex? Your gods are a randy bunch, Princess.”
“The last part is usually easier, I assure you,” said Amara.
The Nova Roman princess signaled the 12 men to leave. They all bowed respectfully before exiting through the same area they entered. Once they left the stage, Amara walked up to the bed where Emma was still lying. Along the way she retrieved some towels and wipes. She then proceeded to carefully wipe off the fluids that had accumulated on Emma’s body. She was gentle and tender, making sure Emma had time to catch her breath for this final part. She could tell by the looks she was getting from the others that they were more than ready to learn just what it entailed.
“The gods have accepted Emma’s penance. This ceremony has purified her spirit in their eyes,” Amara announced as she lightly dried Emma’s body off with a soft towel.
“If this is what they deem pure, then they have some kinky twisted standards,” said Jubilee under her breath.
“Not as kinky as it could be,” Surge pointed out.
“But now Emma’s penance must be accepted by man,” Amara went on, “That is why she is now going to submit herself to the lusts of her peers. You, the ones from which she seeks absolution, must be the ones to cleanse her in the final part of the ceremony. Every man here is free to accept her submission as they so choose. The women may participate as well if they wish or they may watch and draw pleasure from Emma’s penance. Try and bring yourself to orgasm at least once to further sanctify her sacrifice.”
“Sanctity through orgasms? How insanely practical,” said Rogue with a humored grin.
“If not poetic,” added Remy, “One gangbang inspires another, thus leaving the universe more balanced, non?”
“Definitley worth the wait too!” said Julian, already eager to get started.
“And in the spirit of balance and patience, I ask that those who have already had encounters with Miss Frost to hold off a bit longer,” added Amara, “Allow those who she has yet to submit to have their turn with her before participating.”
“Ah hell, when did fairness have to suck?” groaned Roberto who had been eagerly rubbing his dick in anticipation.
“Oh you make it sound like you’ll have nothing to keep you busy,” teased Tabitha.
“Yes, so long as you’re waiting, you can always pass the time by helping us ladies who aren’t inclined for girl-on-girl action get our sanctified orgasm,” said Danielle.
This definitely made the prospect of waiting in line for a shot at Emma Frost more appealing. Bobby, Warren, and Scott certainly seemed to demonstrate this nicely. They briefly slowed their heated romp with Jean to hear Amara’s announcement, but Jean quickly encouraged them to keep going. Everyone was going to get their moment with Emma. There was no need to make it messier than it already promised to be.
“Fair is fair,” shrugged Sam, “Let’s do us some sanctifying!”
“Do what you must to complete the ceremony,” said Amara as she stepped aside, “Once it is done, Emma’s role will be complete and so will her penance.”
“Then she can just go back to being a dominating bitch,” said Elixir.
“All the more reason to make it count!” said Logan with a wolfish grin.
Needing no further explanation, the mad dash onto the stage began. Logan, Sam, Alex, Remy, Elixir, and Piotr surrounded the bed while Warren, Warpath, Julian, Roberto, Prodigy, and Kurt stayed behind. Even though Bobby hadn’t had his time with Emma yet either, he was effectively pinned under Jean Grey as he continued to fuck her Warren and Scott keeping pace. Like the 12 men of the Zodiac before them, their initial outburst of lust began with heavy groping. They all savored the smooth touch of Emma Frost’s naked body, paying special attention to her breasts, face, and pussy. But after having worked up so much lust from watching they didn’t waste too much time on foreplay.
“You really wish to earn our trust after all you done, Emma?” asked Piotr as he cupped her chin.
“Hnn...” was all she got out in her dazed state.
“I’ll assume that’s a yes,” grinned Alex, “And since you tried to fuck my brother when he was vulnerable, I’ll need to be extra forgiving!”
The younger Summers practically shoved past Elixir to get into position. With little reservation, he grabbed her by the angles and parted her legs into a spread-eagle position. Then with the others still groping her, he thrust his dick deep into her pussy. He did it with a little extra force than what the men of the Zodiac did earlier. Even though her pussy was a little sticky from having fucked so many men before, it still felt nice and tight.
“Oohhhhhhh!” Emma moaned out.
“Come on, Summers! That can’t be all you got! Fuck her harder!” said Logan while squeezing Emma’s breast.
“Yeah, you owe it to your brother and you sister-in-law to fuck this femme good!” said Remy.
Fueled by their encouragement, Alex proceeded to fuck Emma harder. He practically rocked the bed along with Emma’s body as he moved his hips back and forth, filling her tight depths with his cock. It helped set the tone for which the others would take this woman. The men of the Zodiac may have been pretty thorough, but they didn’t have a history with Emma Frost. They didn’t have the motivation to really fuck this woman into submission.
While this final act of penance unfolded, the rest of the men were left to occupy themselves in other ways. As promised, the women were more than happy to make that wait enjoyable. Warpath, Julian, Roberto, Prodigy, and Kurt met up with the women right next to where Scott, Jean, Warren, and Bobby were carrying out their gangbang. Since the men were outnumberd, the women had to double up on them. Ororo and Rogue teamed up on Warpath. Surge and Jubilee teamed up on Kurt. Lorna and Danielle teamed up on Julian. Betsy and Laura teamed up on Roberto. Tabitha and Kitty teamed up on Prodigy. This left Domino and Amara a bit left out, but they were cunning and flexible enough to compromise.
“It seems every dick is occupied at the moment,” commented Domino.
“So it would seem, but you don’t seem to mind,” said Amara.
“Not as long as you mind sharing a little girl power so to speak,” said the skilled assassin in a seductive tone.
“Nova Roma has no such taboos,” the princess assured her, “I can’t imagine why there would be, but that’s not for me to judge.”
Grinning intently, Domino practically pinned the Nova Roman princess onto a nearby futon and began making out with her. They began eagerly rubbing their thighs up between their legs, helping to stimulate their moist pussies. It was a crude yet effective way to share in the pleasure of this ceremony and it was growing more heated by the second.
Knowing the men were going to save most of their lust for Emma, the women worked them over quickly to get their orgasm. Ororo and Rogue took turns riding Warpath, rocking their hips hard and fast to get their desired climax. Laura and Betsy did the same with Roberto, only they were a bit more demanding. They practically pinned him on his back while they turns riding him to their own climax. Surge laid on top of Jubilee, rubbing their breasts together while Kurt alternated between fucking their pussies. He even used his tail to ensure both were able to climax almost simultaneously. Julian used his powers creatively as well. While Lorna and Danielle took turns sucking his dick, he used his telekinesis to skillfully manipulate the insides of their inner folds. This made for a quick, effective orgasm that helped encourage their oral teasing. Tabitha and Kitty were more frisky, pinning Prodigy on his back so Kitty was riding his dick while Tabitha was being eaten out. They playfully groped each other in the process, helping them to reach a quick orgasm even as the men showed increasing impatience. They wanted to have their round with Emma Frost and nothing was going to stop them from completing their part of the ceremony.
As the rest of the women were occupying the rest of the men, Emma endured another round of gangbanging. Alex set the tone, fucking the former White Queen hard and fast. He would have liked to drag it out a bit longer, but with so many men eagerly waiting he didn’t take too long. He worked his dick in and out of her throbbing pussy until he got his climax. Like the men of the Zodiac, he climaxed inside her. Once he was finished, Logan eagerly shoved him out of the way and began to took over. He fucked her even harder than Alex, holding her hips up and rhythmically pounding his pelvis against hers as he filled her depths.
“Errr that’s it, Frost! Take it!” seethed Logan with feral intent, “This is for Jeannie!”
“Oh-oh-ahhhhhhhh!” Emma cried out as her body rocked to the rhythm, eventually reaching another orgasm.
“Not too rough, Logan,” said Sam, “Ain’t no need to wear her out.”
“It doesn’t look like she seems to mind,” commented Elixir, who was eagerly stroking himself in anticipation of his turn.
As Logan fucked Emma, some of the others continued to grope Emma’s bouncing body. Elixir and Remy took turns shoving their dicks into her mouth, using the heated rhythm from Logan’s humping to get a good round of oral sex. Sam and Piotr took turns tit-fucking her as well, working their cocks between her breasts. In her daze she really didn’t seem to mind. She almost seemed eager to endure their lusts, allowing them to set aside any reservations they may have had about fucking her as hard as they wanted.
After Logan got his climax, Elixir was next. He turned Emma on her side and proceeded to use his special touch to not just fuck her, but stroke her clit so she was rocked by multiple orgasms. It caused her body to writhe and rock with more vigor, encouraging both her and the men that followed. Piotr was next. He showed off his strength by lifting her up in his arms and bouncing her up and down his cock. After doing this for a bit, Remy joined in by getting behind Emma and thrusting his dick up into her ass. Emma remained meshed between the two men until Piotr climaxed. Then as he did this, Piotr set Emma down so she was on her hands and knees. From there Remy kept pounding into her ass until he climaxed as well. She remained in that position as Sam came in and thrust back into her pussy. He wasn’t as rough as the others, allowing Emma to catch her breath and have another orgasm. Despite this bombardment of lust, she continued to take it.
“Hnn...keep going, boys! I-I can take it! Fuck me...fuck away my crimes against the X-men!” she exclaimed in a more slurred tone.
“I want to say that’s the wine, but I’m honestly not so sure anymore,” said Piotr.
“If this is her way of being sincere, who are we to argue?” shrugged Alex.
By the time Sam was finishing up with Emma, the rest of the men who had been warming up with the women were ready. Even though some tried to convince them to linger, it wasn’t enough to keep them from getting their turn with Emma.
“Oh you’re not going to stay for seconds?” Tabitha pouted after Prodigy practically fought his way out from under her and Kitty.
“Sorry ladies, but we have a duty to this ceremony, remember?” said Prodigy as he rushed up onto the stage.
“Yeah, you wouldn’t want us to disrespect the ceremony now would you?” said Roberto, who had to do the same with Betsy and Laura.
“Yes, I’m sure you guys are just being so respectful,” said Jubilee dryly.
“Ain’t no use arguing with them, Jubes. They got an excuse to bang Emma Frost again and they’re gonna use it!” said Rogue, who didn’t oppose Warpath as he joined the others on the stage.
“It’s still a matter of propriety, is it not?” argued Kurt, who managed to remain a bit more civil.
“It is what it is,” said Laura in an impartial tone, “There’s no need to make excuses for it.”
Having given the women their fill for the ceremony, the rest of the men surrounded the bed as Sam finished his romp with Emma. They had purposefully held back their own climax, wanting to save it for Emma. Warpath, Julian, Roberto, Prodigy, and Kurt got onto the bed while the others stepped back. They were prepared to play their part in the ceremony. However, it was not lost on Warren, Scott, and Bobby that they were still occupied. They had been gangbanging Jean quit thoroughly and despite her playing a submissive role of sorts, she kept a strong hold on them.
“Uh...shouldn’t we join them?” grunted Bobby, who was still pinned under Jean and thrusting up into her pussy.
“I uh...don’t think that’s up to us,” panted Warren as he slowed down a bit as he continued fucking her ass.
“You’ll...you’ll get your chance, guys!” said Jean, pausing for a moment in her oral teasing with Scott, “I’m about to cum! Just...just make me cum and you can go!”
Not one to argue with an old friend and the bearer of the Phoenix Force, Bobby and Warren stepped up their thrusting. They rocked Jean’s body with more vigor, hearing her muffled moans as she continued sucking Scott’s dick in accord with the rhythm. She had actually been holding back, wanting to keep them occupied so she could endure her share of this ceremony as well. She understood Emma was watching and the more she endured, the more it reinforced her message.
Emma didn’t have much chance to process that message as the gangbang continued with little interruption. While she had already fucked Warpath, Julian, Robert, Prodigy, and Kurt earlier in the ritual, they were just as eager to get another round in. Prodigy was first, keeping her on her hands and knees and fucking her from behind while Julian got in front and fucked her face. Once Prodigy got his climax, Julian traded places with him and fucked her in the same position until he got his as well and even managed to give Emma another orgasm in the process. Warpath was next and decided to use the same method Piotr had used earlier, if for no other reason than to show off his strength again. Held Emma up in his arms so her legs were hooked around his waist as he bounced her up and down his dick. This time he allowed her to lean back a bit, showing off some flexibility that allowed her to suck Roberto’s dick while Warpath fucked her. Once he finished, Warpath set her down so that she was hovering right over top of Roberto in a reverse cowgirl position. From here he grabbed her by her hips and thrust up into her ass, bouncing her body in a way that the other men playfully groped until he climaxed as well. After he was done, her limbs were somewhat tired so Kurt was a bit gentler in laying her down on the bed and fucking her in a simple missionary position. He also used his tail like he had in the initial ceremony to rub her clit and give her another orgasm while he worked his way to his.
“You’re almost finished, Emma!” said Kurt intently as he worked his fuzzy form up and down her naked flesh, “You’re...you’re penance is nearly complete!”
“Oh-oh-ohhhh I’m ready! I-I want it so bad!” Emma cried out.
Her voice was showing signs of fatigue. Even with the wine she had fucked so many guys that it was getting to the point where it was difficult to stay focused. But the former White Queen continued, intent on finishing this ritual.
By the time Kurt was nearly finished with his contribution to the ceremony, Jean Grey had completed hers. Warren, Bobby, and Scott kept fucking her to the point where she couldn’t hold back any longer if she tried. When she got her orgasm, she had to clutch the sides of the futon as her body tensed to the blissful waves of pleasure. As soon as Warren and Bobby felt this, they knew they had done their part.
“What do you say, Jean? Have will fulfilled your fantasy?” asked Warren as he and Bobby pulled out of her.
“Mmm...and then some!” said Jean, moaning softly as she continued to indulge in her orgasmic state.
“Now that we fulfilled you, can we go ahead and fulfill Emma?” asked Bobby as he slipped out from under her.
“I’m not stopping you. Show her the same intensity you showed me!” she told them.
“Will do!” said Bobby with a mock-salute.
Bobby and Warren eagerly rushed up onto the stage to get their shot with Emma. However, Scott lingered back with her. He didn’t seem as eager to join the gangbang as the others and there was a reason for that.
“You sure you don’t want to partake, love?” asked Jean.
“We already discussed this with Emma earlier. I plan on accepting her penance in a different capacity,” said Scott as he watched the rest of his fellow X-men surround the former White Queen.
“And I agreed to that plan with my share of reservations,” she said, “I understand the logic behind it even if I don’t understand he emotional undertones.”
“It’s those emotional undertones that make participating in a ceremonial gangbang insufficient. If we’re going to truly put this behind us, we need to make a stronger effort. It’ll be better for everyone in the long run.”
Scott was serious and genuine in his approach to Emma’s role in this ritual. Only someone like him could approach ritual orgies and gangbangs with a strategic undertone. For some reason that made Jean smile. While she and Scott had already used this ritual as an opportunity to hook up with old flames, they had not confronted Emma Frost yet. Since the emotional upheaval she caused between them was still fresh in their minds, it had to be addressed more carefully. They would eventually get their chance, but not before Emma completed her role.
Upon noticing that Scott wasn’t joining the others on the stage, Domino and Amara used it as an opportunity of sorts. They had been making out on a nearby futon quite vigorously, rubbing legs against their pussies and even straddled each other so their clits would rub together. It got them nice and aroused, but it hadn’t gotten them to climax yet. Since Scott still had a sizable erection, they exchanged mischievous grins.
“Tell me something, Princess. If someone doesn’t care to participate in this part of the ceremony, is it considered insulting to the gods?” questioned Domino.
“Of course not,” said Amara, “If Scott wishes to acknowledge Miss Frost’s sacrament privately, that is perfectly acceptable.”
“So it wouldn’t be insulting if we kept him company why the other men take a more public approach?” said Domino.
“I would imagine not, but I don’t know if Miss Grey-Summers’s views are in line with the gods,” said the Nova Roman princess.
“I already got my orgasm and had plenty of fun with him along the way,” said Jean with a playful grin, “I would be insulted if you didn’t utilize my hubby’s sexual talents to do your part with this ceremony.”
With Jean Grey-Summers’s blessing, Domino and Amara made their way over to the futon where she and Scott were sitting. Scott voiced no opposition and embraced the two women in his arms. They made out with him for a brief moment before Domino straddled his pelvis and rode his dick the rest of the way to her orgasm. While Amara waited, Jean offered to fondle the Nova Roman princess’s pussy with her telekinesis. This helped keep her in the mood so that as soon as Domino was finished, Amara got on top of him and rode Scott to an orgasm of her own. Along the way she made sure Scott didn’t climax. Even though he wasn’t going to partake in the gangbang, that part needed to be saved for the final act.
As Scott handled Amara and Domino, Emma handled the last participants in this ceremonial gangbang. Once Kurt finished, Bobby and Warren shifted her body around so that she was back on her hands and knees. They utilized the same position they did with Jean, having Bobby lay under her and trust up into her pussy while Warren was on top thrusting into her ass. They fucked her with the same intensity they fucked Jean, rocking her body so that their dicks slid in and out of her depths at a heated pace. This double penetration allowed Emma to have one more orgasm, which at this point nearly caused her to pass out. Yet she remained conscious, enduring their lusts as they prepared for the final act.
The ceremony was almost complete. Emma had taken the lusts of the 12 men of the Zodiac. She had taken the lusts of nearly every man in the X-men. As Bobby and Warren pushed towards their climax, the rest of the women watched on. Even after having had orgasms of their own, some continued to fondle themselves. Some were even close to climaxing. The men watched as well, lingering around the bed and even growing aroused again watching Emma get double-teamed. By now her hair was messy, she was covered in sweat, and she reeked of various sexual fluids. She continued to endure until Bobby and Warren got their climax, filling her pussy and ass with one more load of cum.
Upon feeling this last surge of sensations, Emma finally allowed herself to collapse in exhaustion. Bobby and Warren were able to catch her. As soon as they pulled out, they laid her back on the bed so that she was on her back. She was still concious, but breathing heavily and quite drained. The men lingered around the bed, some of them with reformed erections. It was unclear if the ceremony was complete at this point. As soon as Amara finished riding Scott, she got up from the futon and addressed them.
“Hnn...is that it?” groaned Emma, “Have you boys had enough of me already?”
“So much for gangbanging the attitude out of her,” said Julian.
“I don’t think there’s a ceremony big enough for that,” said Prodigy.
“The point of the ceremony wasn’t to change her personality. It was to affirm her penance,” said Amara.
“There ain’t a ceremony for that, is there?” asked Logan.
“As if you don’t need it more than anyone,” muttered Emma.
“No, but this ceremony isn’t quite finished yet,” said Amara, “There is one last act to perform.”
“Does it involve a lunch break and a breather because Ah could use both,” said Sam as he wiped some of the sweat from his brow.
“There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I notice that some of you are still hard. Some of the women here are still aroused as well.”
“Thanks for not forgetting about us,” said Betsy.
“With this, we can perform the final cleansing,” said the Nova Roman princess, “If you still have sexual fluids to spare, male or female, gather around Miss Frost and let them out on her. Cover her with your fluids and cleanse her from what is left of her transgressions. By doing so, the ceremony will be complete and she will be cleansed of her role.”
“From gangbang to jerk-off party...that’s a hell of a finish,” said Warpath.
“After everything we just did, it’s practically child’s play,” said Elixir.
Intent on seeing this ceremony to the end, most of the men got into position for this final sacrament. Since Bobby and Warren just got done fucking her, they decided not to participate. Kurt and Sam chose to abstain as well, feeling too drained to contribute at this point. It left Logan, Alex, Remy, Elixir, Piotr, Warpath, Julian, Roberto, and Prodigy to gather around Emma and start stroking their dicks. Kitty, Betsy, and Rogue joined in as well. Having been pleasuring themselves for a while now, they had some fluids built up to contribute. Amara returned to the stage as well and made sure to take Scott with her.
“Come on, Mr. Summers. You should be part of this too,” said Amara, grabbing his arm and leading him onto the stage, “Even if you didn’t participate in the main ceremony, I can tell you have plenty of fluids to offer.”
“I uh...thought saving it would come in handy, but not like this,” said Scott sheepishly as Amara eyed his still throbbing erection.
“It would be a shame to see it go to waist. Go on and let it out, Scott!” encouraged Jean, “Cap off this ceremony in all the right ways!”
With the blessing of his wife and the princess, Scott went along with it. He joined the others around Emma’s bed. Like everyone else, he started stroking his member with the intent to make himself climax. Emma looked pretty dazed, but was still clearly conscious. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the cleansing to come. It was the culmination of all the penance to which she had committed, making it an important moment even if it promised to be quite messy.
“Oohhhh fuck I’m ready to pop!” moaned Julian.
“Me too! Ooh I’m really close!” exclaimed Alex.
“Go ahead and let it all out,” urged Amara, “Give her every last drop!”
The grunts and moans intensified throughout the chamber. The rest of the women moved up closer to the stage so they could take in this final moment. A few of the men started climaxing first. Warpath and Elixir released the first load, shooting a nice stream of fluid onto Emma’s breasts and stomach. Logan followed soon after, getting a nice load right on her face. Remy, Piotr, and Julian were next. They shot their loads off around her thighs and pussy. Roberto and Prodigy followed soon after, managing only smaller loads around her face and neck.
Once each man climaxed, they stepped back from the bed to catch their breath. Some returned to the futons where the rest of the women were generous enough to help them settle. It also made room for Kitty, Betsy, and Rogue. They each got up on the bed and stood on the balls of their feet in a squatting position while they kept fondling their pussies. Once they reached their peak, they unleashed a nice squirt of feminine fluids all over Emma’s body.
“Ohhhhhhh yeah!” Rogue moaned as she released a surprising amount of fluid.
“Mmm...feeling cleansed, Frost?” teased Kitty as she matched her friend’s load.
“Among other things,” grinned Betsy as she added her fluids to the mix.
As feminine fluids mixed with streaks of semen, Scott got into position to release the final load. Since he was the man with which she shared many personal dramas, it was fitting that he act as the final participant. He got up on the bed and aimed right at her breasts as he eagerly stroked his cock to the point of climax. Having held back for so long, it led to a very intense release.
“Ohhhh here it comes, Emma! The last one!” exclaimed Scott.
When he finally ejaculated, he sprayed the largest load of fluid yet. A thick streak of cum shot out and covered both her face and breasts. It surprised even a few of the men who had lingered near the bed. He made sure to squeeze out every last drop in accord with the ritual. Now Emma was covered with various streaks of cum and feminine fluids, leaving her in a messy daze. Yet when she opened her eyes and took in all gazes of her fellow X-men, she looked oddly content.
“Congratulations, Miss Frost. The ceremony is complete. Your role has been fulfilled,” said Amara as she approached the bed.
“Hnn...marvelous,” she said in a dazed yet somewhat humored tone, “Time for else play the part of a submissive.”
“Roles aside, your sacrament has been acknowledged by the gods and your fellow man. With this ceremony, you have demonstrated to them that you are willing to go to great lengths for forgiveness. Whether they choose to accept it or not is now on their shoulders. Take comfort in knowing your burden has been cleansed.”
“If it helps, it make you that much less of a bitch for putting yourself through this,” commented Warpath.
“But don’t think it means we’re more willing to tolerate that oh so charming personality of yours,” added Kitty.
“I’m okay with that,” said Emma.
“Then on behalf of the gods and my fellow X-men, we honor your penance,” said Amara, “May the gods bless you as you continue down your chosen path.”
The Nova Roman princess offered the dazed and drained woman a formal bow. She turned to the rest of the X-men and encouraged them to do the same. Some were reluctant, but others like Scott and Jean offered their acceptance. Everyone else quickly followed. If those two were willing to accept this gesture after everything Emma put them through, then they had no excuse. Emma Frost had gone to great lengths to become accepted by the X-men. It was time to move beyond the past and learn to trust each other as they continued into the future.
Despite still being intoxicated and soaked in sexual fluids, Emma managed a warm smile. This ritual had been elaborate, lurid, yet enchanting. She was sore in ways that was going to take some time to recover from and she was badly in need of a thorough shower. Yet in the scope of this ritual, it seemed oddly befitting. She had never submitted to anyone going all the way back to the Hellfire Club. Her willingness to do so here showed just how much the X-men meant to her. After enduring ceremonies and gangbangs, her loyalty could never be questioned again.
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Up next: Having earned her penance from the X-men, Emma now seeks a more private ceremony with Scott and Jean
