New Blood

New Blood
Chapter 18: Crossing Over

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Selene’s Chamber

Wanda Maximoff stood ready and waiting to take the Black Queen’s test. As instructed, she took off her clothes and lay down on the mount in the center of the pentagram. While she lay naked staring up at the ceiling, which had another arcane symbol etched into it, Selene stood outside the symbol and began chanting. Wanda could already feel the mystical energy growing throughout the room. Her powers were in tuned with it and the surrounding symbols reacted as well. The lines on the walls began to glow and the various symbols etched on the floor followed suit. The glow was low and steady at first, but was quickly growing brighter. The air around her grew hot with intent. It was as if the heat from Hell itself was finding its way into the room. But Wanda remained still and calm.

Selene was just getting warmed up though. This was no ordinary spell. A spell and a ceremony were two very different things in the world of magic. Spells were usually temporary and quickly fizzled. Ceremonies had long-lasting, far reaching effects. They were also more elaborate. They had to be for the effects they cause. This was no exception. Officiating a new apprentice was hardly the most complicated ceremony a mystic artist could perform, but it still involved serious power. This first part was just to get the right forces going. With each incantation she chanted, more symbols became active and more energy flowed through the room. With a few more mystical phrases, the pentagram on the floor and the symbol on the ceiling came to life in a bright purplish hue.

“Wanda Maximoff…you have been granted an opportunity by a high level sorceress to study as an apprentice. Such an opportunity is a great honor, but one not to be taken lightly. Know that once you accept, your oath will be completely binding. You must swear with every fiber of your being, down to the depths of your very soul, to learn and to serve your mistress. To do otherwise would be the gravest of betrayals, punishable by the harshest of means. Do you understand?”

“Yes Mistress Selene…I understand,” said Wanda, her eyes fixated on the symbol on the ceiling.

“Then make your decision here and now! Do you accept this great honor? Do you accept the role of apprentice to me, the Black Queen?”

Wanda was silent for a moment. Surrounded by all this energy and given such an awesome responsibility, she considered her decision carefully. She was already in very deep with this woman. To turn back now would be nothing short of foolish and cowardly. So much power and so much potential was too great to turn down. Even with the influence of her brother and the past experiences that so often came back to haunt her, she was steadfast. This is what she wanted.

“I accept,” she said strongly.

The Black Queen grinned. Now the real fun could begin.

“Then let it be done!” she proclaimed, “Open up your heart and soul to the forces of the ancients! Let the darkness fill you to your core! Surrender to me and embrace true power!”

The glowing symbols began pulsating in a variety of elaborate colors. A sharp gust of wind swirled around the mount, sending shivers through Wanda’s nude body. But she continued to lie perfectly still. She felt the energy in the room coalescing around the symbol on the ceiling. She watched as the symbols came to life and started moving on their own as if they were streams of mercury floating atop a surface. There was an order to their movement, as if it were some sort of magic machine charging up and opening a gateway. Never before had she seen so much power concentrated on one area. Whatever this ceremony was, it greatly exceeded her understanding.

Selene entered a new round of chanting, her voice now booming throughout the room. The pentagram on the floor pulsed a bright bluish color, further illuminating the area. Then while still chanting, Selene stepped into the symbol. The pulsing lights turned from blue to blood red and every candle in the area started burning in a similar reddish flame. It was made to resemble the fires of Hell itself, an appropriate image in her mind because it emphasized the darkness that was soon to consume this young woman’s soul.

Wanda was starting to get tense. Despite the heat surrounding her, she broke out into cold sweats. She remained mesmerized by the swirling symbols and brilliant lights on the ceiling. It now resembled a gateway of sorts, a swirling tunnel into another realm. For all she knew it could be a gate to Hell itself. With Selene, that wasn’t out of the realm of possibility. What this gate would do was unclear. Then she saw the Black Queen walk up to her with a shining, decorated dagger in one hand.

“Prepare to feel true darkness, Wanda!” she bellowed, “I hereby sanctify our new partnership with my blood. Get ready for you are about to fully commit yourself to the ways of darkness!”

Selene then gripped the dagger and cut into her wrist, opening up a bloody wound. There was no trace of pain in her expression, only intent as she held her wounded hand over Wanda’s body and let the blood drip down onto her body. She let it fall between her breasts firsts and then trailed it down onto her abdomen and over her vaginal area. Wanda winced slightly, the blood of the Black Queen having an unexpected sting to it. But she endured, clenching her firsts and bracing for whatever came next. She was doing well so far, but the true test lay just ahead.

As the blood flowed over Wanda’s body, Selene stepped back and addressed the swirling light on the ceiling. She still had the dagger in her wounded hand and raised her arms in an ominous embracing gesture towards the forces that lay beyond the gate.

“Hear me oh great creatures of the netherworld! Another soul is ready to accept you!” she called out, “Come forth and embrace her! Fill her with darkness!”

Then from the swirling gate on the ceiling, a deafening roar echoed into the chamber. It sent shivers of fear through the young woman. The symbols were now swirling so fast it was like a vortex. And through that vortex she noticed a large figure coming through, but it was unlike any figure she had ever seen before.

“Flesh! I crave flesh!”

Just as the figure emerged, several black tentacle-like extensions shot out from behind the figure and grabbed Wanda by her wrists, ankles, and waist. It then lifted her up halfway between the mount and the ceiling, suspending her in the center of the chamber about halfway towards the vortex. The extensions held her firmly. Whatever these things were they were sickening, feeling hot and slimy and emitting a powerful scent of brimstone. Wanda instinctively struggled, paralyzed with new feelings of fear. What had she gotten herself into? What was this thing and what was it going to do with her.

“Wha-what’s going on?! Mistress Selene!” she exclaimed.

“Don’t struggle, dear, you’ll only make it worse,” grinned the Black Queen.

Wanda was really starting to panic. She kept struggling, but the extensions held her firmly and for some reasons her powers weren’t affecting them. She could barely breathe. She fought to regain her composure in the face of the Black Queen, but that was next to impossible in the grips of this thing whatever it was.

As she struggled the figure from the vortex descended until it was at her level. Wanda stopped struggling long enough to take in its appearance. It was truly unlike anything she ever saw before. It had grayish yellow skin, was built like a man with heavy muscle bulging from its core to every limb, bore a ghoulish face that resembled that of a gargoyle, and had these strange wings that looked like an angel only the feathers had been burned off. Her eyes widened with fear as the figure floated in mid air, approaching her slowly with a hungry look in its eyes. They were so dark, revealing in them a true malevolence that was only possible in a creature from beyond. She sensed it wanted her and it was going to take her no matter what she did.

“Such a pretty little whore…brace yourself while I fill you with the seeds of darkness!”

“No! Wait I…” began Wanda.

“Too late, girl! You have already taken the oath! Now accept it!”
The tentacle-like extensions pulled her closer to the figure so she was now face to face with the demonic figure. They then pulled her arms up so they were restrained over her head and forced her legs apart so they were spread in a wide V-shape. The creature gazed at her exposed womanhood intently. It was then it revealed to her it was not only built like a man, but hung like one as well. A large, oversized penis grew out of its loins, which before had only been covered by a thin cloth. It was soon fully erect. At that point Wanda knew what was going to happen. This creature was going to fuck her and it was going to fuck her good.

Wanda was now paralyzed. She watched as the demon floated closer, positioning its large cock at her entrance. It was the biggest member she ever saw before and she wasn’t even aroused. She feared it would tear her up inside, but there was no resisting at this point. The demon had her at its mercy and it was going to do whatever it wanted to her. She closed her eyes and braced for entrance. She felt its strong, claw like hands grip her butt and squeeze her flesh. She knew it was coming. She tried to tense her inner muscles, but she was too paralyzed to do anything. Then it happened. The creature plunged its oversized cock into her vagina. It was like being impaled from the inside. Her face became aghast with shock as she let out a pained cry.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“Yes! Yes! Yeeeeeessssssssssss!”

The demon hissed in a dark gasp of ecstasy. Her pain and humiliation was so sweet. Her insides were nice and tight even though it sensed she had whored herself to many men already. She was completely untainted, but there was still plenty of purity inside her for it to taint. The creature began moving its hips, thrusting in and out of her tight insides. It gripped her hard, its claw light nails digging into her sweet flesh. Wanda kept crying out, still in a great deal of pain as its large member slammed into her. But it didn’t care. Her cries only fueled its craving for her flesh.

It was like a nightmare for Wanda Maximoff. She was being raped by a demon. As it plowed its cock into her depths, it hungrily slid its large hands from her butt to breasts. It then kneaded them firmly, leaning over and suckling on her nipples as it kept fucking her. The pain was unbearable. Even though she wasn’t wet, the creature’s penis had this slippery mucus around it that acted as lubricant. But it still hurt and kept fucking her harder and harder. She kept her eyes closed, trying to take herself out of this terrible predicament. But the more this thing fucked her, the more clouded her thoughts became. It wasn’t just violating her body. It was violating her whole being.

All the while Selene watched with intent. The creature was really starting to fuck her good now. It opened its mouth to reveal a long, slithering black tongue that it trailed over her breasts and neck. Then as Wanda was still screaming, her eyes closed in an effort to shut this out, it grabbed her face and shoved its tongue into her mouth. This got her to open her eyes and the look in them was one of pure horror. Selene couldn’t help but be a little turned on by it all. She loved how demons fucked, whether it was her or some unsuspecting girl. Wanda was getting a first hand taste of what it was be like to be filled with darkness. It was the first step towards truly crossing over to a world of evil.

“Ah-ah-no-noooooooooo! Please stop! It-it hurts! It really hurts!” she cried out.

“Be strong, Wanda. It’ll all make sense soon,” said Selene, remaining a calm demeanor as her pupil was raped.

“Please! Miss-Mistress Selene! I can’t…”

“Don’t shut this out, Wanda! Quit trying to black out the pain!” said the Black Queen intently, “Open your eyes! Look at the evil that is taking you! Confront it! Allow the darkness to consume you! Pain and pleasure are but two halves of the same whole! Embrace them both and true ecstasy will follow!”

“But I…I…”

“Do it!” commanded Selene.

The demon was still rocking its pelvis back and forth, driving its hard flesh into her pussy. Wanda had avoided looking at it, but through the urgings of the Black Queen she finally turned to face it. The demonic face never took its eyes off her. It kept staring at her with sinister lust, howling and hissing as it fucked her. She saw in its eyes a dark reflection of herself. It was reflection that stripped bear her humanity and nature. Everything that made her human was being violated and filled with a new feeling. On the surface that feeling was pain, but as she stared into the eyes of the creature that feeling began to change.

Sensing her shift the creature leaned in closer and stared her down. Suddenly that reflection she saw in its eyes vanished and that dark hue turned bright red. That same hue flashed in her eyes as well, as if to show the destruction of one part of her being and the creation of a new one. When she felt this, the sensations began to change. As the demon’s throbbing cock plowed into her, the pain was ceding to a new and dark pleasure. It was unlike anything she ever felt before. It was small at first, but it quickly grew. Soon it completely consumed her.

“Oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she cried out.

“Yes! You’re doing it, child! Embrace the ecstasy of raw darkness!”

Fear gave way to a maddened state of ecstasy. Wanda was no longer struggling to shut it out. Her expression was now locked in a daze of raw bliss. Pain and pleasure mixed into a unique blend of sensations that fed off one another. More pain meant more pleasure and more pleasure meant more pain. It was overwhelming, further clouding her mind. Her every thought was reduced to chaos. And she liked it. She found herself really liking it.

“She’s crossing over! I can feel it!” said Selene, seething with intent.

Soon Wanda was fully lost in this feeling, gazing distantly into the reddened eyes of the demon as it kept fucking her. Now that she was giving in it really stepped up the pace of its movements. It held her by her thighs and howled as its throbbing member pounded into her. The evil insanity in the creature’s eyes intensified more and more as it savored her flesh. It wasn’t just fucking her, it was consuming her with its own evil. She was drawn into the feeling, falling further into the darkness. By now all the pain and horror she felt earlier was replaced with ecstasy and exhilaration. Even her powers began reacting, her hexing abilities reacting to the intense mystical energy of the creature. It assailed her senses on all levels and she loved it.

She was almost completely subdued. The demon could feel her soul surrendering to the darkness. The closer she got the closer it came to climaxing. Demons took pleasure in sex differently than humans. Much of the basic functions were the same in terms of the actual fluids and philology, but for demons there was much more of a mystical element to it. By raping mortal women they infused their life energy with darkness. If the girl resisted, it was a torment like no other. But if she accepted it, the ecstasy was unparalleled. This girl was accepting it. Once it filled her with its sinister seeds she would be theirs and the creature made sure it was a feeling she would never forget.

Over and over again it fucked her, not slowing down or letting up in the slightest. It kept at it for what seemed like forever, pushing the limits of pleasure Wanda thought she could take. Even as the creature’s oversized cock penetrated her tight confines, filling her to up to the entrance to her womb, her body was racked by overwhelming sensations. She didn’t think it was possible, but she was about to have an orgasm. It wasn’t a normal one though. This was something much more powerful and much more intense.

“UH-UH-UH-OH-OHHHHH-OH FUCK-OH FUCK-I-I-I’M GONNA-UH-CUM-UH-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

“Yes! Yes! YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS!”

As she climaxed, the demon climaxed as well. The swirling energy and symbols above them swirled around them, illuminating Wanda’s body in a bright red glow. The dark tentacle-like extensions tightened their grip on her as her body arched to a wave of pleasure like no other. Her aura along with that of the creature was consumed by a glowing field of energy that resembled the energy of her hexing powers. Only this time a much darker force mixed with it, fully consuming her body and spirit.

For the demon, it was a lot more basic. For the final thrust it penetrated as deep as it could into her and its throbbing member exploded in a burst of cum. It had the same consistency and texture as human cum, but there was a lot more of it. There was so much of it her pussy couldn’t take it all so it withdrew from her at one point and sprayed the rest over her body. As it climaxed, the creature let out a howl of euphoria. It’s demonic expression was awash in euphoria and stood triumphant over the young woman, who was now officially touched by darkness.

The sensations lasted much longer than normal sex. Wanda was still moaning as the creature finally let her go, pulling back towards the gate in the ceiling and letting the tendrils lower her back onto the mount. It wasn’t very gentle though, roughly dropping her back onto the mount. But Wanda was in too much of a daze to care. Her body was reeling, her pussy dripping with cum and demon secretions. Streaks of the thick fluid trailed down her face, breasts, and thighs as well. Her insides areas were throbbing from such hard, intensive fucking. She had a cold, distant expression on her face. But through all this, a new Wanda Maximoff emerged.

The gateway on the roof closed and the symbols stopped swirling, eventually coming to a rest. The rest of the area was still thick with activity. The candles still burned with blood red flames and the pentagram on the floor continued pulsating. For the reeling and tired Wanda, it barely registered. Then Selene walked up to the mount, looking very pleased with what she saw from her.

“Welcome to the dark side, Wanda,” grinned Selene, “Now get up. Stand before you new master!”

Despite her exhausted body, Wanda did as she asked. She gingerly got off the mount. She keeled over at first, feeling a sharp bit of soreness from her core when she tried to stand. But she toughed it out and stood tall before Selene.

“How do you feel?”

Wanda gazed into the eyes of the imposing woman, her expression still devoid of emotion. Her mind was still struggling to catch up with everything, but once she got her thoughts together she had a clear answer.

“I feel…great.”

“I see. Now tell me exactly what you are feeling at the moment. Search your soul and tell me what’s there.”

Wanda’s gaze remained stern. Then a new look came over her. It was a much darker, yet content feeling.

“Darkness, Mistress Selene…I feel pure darkness. And I like it!”

Selene’s grin widened. Wanda now had the look of a black magic mystic. The same sinister grin she prided herself for having was now dominating her face. It showed the demeanor of a different woman, one who was now filled with darkness. She was just what she wanted in an apprentice. But she needed more prove.

“Good…care to prove it?”

Selene snapped her fingers and another door on the opposite end of her chamber opened. From there Wanda turned to see two of Selene’s personal guards, who were distinguished by their completely black masks as opposed to the white ones normal Hellfire guards wore. They were carrying with them the naked body of one of the Hellfire Club’s female sex workers. She was still alive, but barely. From the looks of it she had been tortured and raped. Her body reeked with sweat, blood, and semen. There were cuts and bruises all over her, now doubt the result of some of Selene’s torture tactics. But Wanda was not turned off by any of this. She just watched coldly as the men laid her out on the mount.

“This young woman had the gall to try and steal some money and run away from us when she agreed to two full terms of service. Turns out she didn’t enjoy sex work enough to do it for a living, but a deals a deal. And she broke it. You know what that means.”

“Yes…I do.”

Wanda quickly surmised what the Black Queen had in mind. If this girl had broken a deal with the Hellfire Club and tried to steal from them, that was a serious transgression. There was only one suitable penalty for it. Xavier would have agreed and had no problem with Selene dishing out the punishment. But this time would be different.

“Show me your new dark side,” said Selene, “Kill her with this dagger and enjoy it while you do it.”

Selene gave her the dagger she used to cut herself for the ceremony. Wanda willingly took it and held it. She had killed before, both with the Brotherhood and with the Hellfire Club. But she never took pleasure in it. She only did it when she had to. This would be an interesting test to see just how much the darkness had taken over her.

Looking over the scared and distraught young woman, Wanda bore no sympathy. But in looking into her eyes she hesitated. She saw in them a new reflection of herself not unlike she saw when the demon was raping her. She saw little trace of the Wanda Maximoff that came of age in Mount Wundergore, was raised by a gypsy, looked after her brother, and fought for her father’s Brotherhood. But there was still a part of her in that image looking back at her. Even though the darkness had filled her, there were still parts of her that had yet to be untouched. It caused some conflict in her for a moment. But looking at the dagger and then back at Selene, the more dominate darker side won out.

“Please…it hurts…so much. Have mercy,” begged the young woman.

But Wanda showed no mercy. Her face tensed with anger as she gripped the dagger and held it over her chest. Then with a sharp grunt of rage she plunged it into the young woman, stabbing her right in the heart and causing blood to burst forth from her chest. The young woman was too weak to scream. She merely gasped at the pain, tears of blood forming in her eyes as the cold grip of death came to claim her. The glowing symbols on the walls and floors intensified as if to signal the true climax of the ceremony. Wanda watched intently as she took her last breath.

It was the first time she felt a grim sense of satisfaction in killing. There was no guilt, second thoughts, or remorse. It actually gave her a rush. It was a new feeling, but one her darker side embraced. She even kept gripping the dagger, letting the blood of the woman flow all over her arm. When she finally removed it she looked down at the blood on her hand, which morbidly symbolized her new persona.

“Congratulations my new apprentice. You’ve taken your first step,” grinned the Black Queen.

“Thank you, Mistress Selene,” said Wanda, bowing respectfully to her new mentor.

“Please, just call me Mistress. No need to address me as everybody else does. As an apprentice you’ve earned your right.”

Wanda smiled. This was the first time Selene ever talked to any pupil with that kind of respect. As her apprentice she would have those kinds of privileges, but only to an extent. Selene was still Selene no matter what title she had.

“Very well. So what now, Mistress?” asked Wanda, “What do I do now that I’m your apprentice.”

“I’m glad you asked, my dear, because I already have an assignment for you. It’s not hard and you should be able to carry it out with little trouble.”

“I see. What exactly do you want me to do?”

Selene moved in closer, the symbol on the floor and the candles around the area still pulsing. The room remained thick with magic and rightfully so. The ceremony may be done, but Black Queen wasn’t done indoctrinating her new apprentice. She would need to know a few additional skills if she was to succeed in her new duties.

“You’re going to pay a little visit to Kurt,” she explained, “You’re going to take this darkness that now flows within you and lure him in as well. I would do it myself, but I’d rather have you give it a try. I suspect he carries a flame for you and I want you to use that to your full advantage. In addition, I have a little spell that should help things along.”

Wanda, now eager to learn from her new mentor, listened intently as this new phase of her life began. She was officially on the side of darkness. Her goals now were no longer restricted to the Hellfire Club. They centered around exploring and enjoying this new feeling. And with the lessons she was to learn from the Black Queen, she wouldn’t be the only one.

Jean’s Quarter

After the debacle in the lounge, Jean restricted all further mystical research to her room. At least this way she wouldn’t catch any more grief from the others if a spell failed. They were still waiting for the smell in the lounge to clear. But she remained determined. She wasn’t about to let a few mishaps keep her from learning about the mystic arts. She was close to completing her first spell. She could feel it. Hopefully once she pulled off a successful spell, she could use that as a stepping stone to develop her ability. Even though Selene and everybody told her she just didn’t seem to have the talent for magic, she was determined.

She turned her room into her own private magic chamber complete with candles, emblems, and some assorted ingredients. She even drew a makeshift pentagram in her floor using some special paint that Selene infused with mystical properties. It was a bit of a mess at times and every time she brought someone in to have sex they commented how cluttered it was. But a few telekinetic slaps shut them up and she continued her studies. The only one who continued to support her was Scott. When he had spare time he would help her go over text, gather supplies, and recite incantations. His attention to detail really helped her progress. He picked up on things she missed and saved her a lot of frustration. In addition, she enjoyed his company. Whenever she got too frustrated he would know just what to say or do to keep her spirits up. That meant a lot to her beyond the magic, but that was another story.

Right now, she was just about done with her most ambitious project yet. Hovering over the makeshift pentagram in her room, she painstakingly sprinkled the remaining ingredients into a small marble crucible. The mixture was pretty complicated. It started with a touch of incense, olive oil, salt, and a dose of purified water. Then it required some elaborate chanting to prime the ingredients. Then piece by piece she added red candle wax, a drop of her own blood, and an assortment of other ingredients from Hellfire’s stockpile, some of which she could barely pronounce. That left only the most potent ingredient, which would hopefully act as the main catalyst. It was a careful mix of pink and red rose petals. Curiously enough, Selene didn’t keep any in her stock so she had to go out and buy them with her own money. She didn’t need much, only enough to make it work. And as she carefully dropped each peddle into the mixture, she chanted passionately with her eyes closed.

“Forces of nature…spirits of passion…power of body and soul…heed my words! Grant unto this holy mixture the power that the ancients have ordained! Bring forth the power that permutes all living things, extends beyond darkness and light, and fills those who loyally follow the old ways with their greatest desires!”

One by one she dropped the petals in until only two remained, one red and one pink. Each had its own special meaning. That meaning, if her knowledge was up to par, centered on passion. That passion, she hoped, would fill her with the energy and power she needed to take this to another level. But she had to get it right first.

She began a series of elaborate chants, half of which was in Latin and the other half of which was in old Egyptian. Almost every mystical spell was cast using languages that were no longer in use. That made them very hard to recite and say accurately, but she felt she had them right this time. Scott helped translate them with her and even helped with the pronunciation. All that was left now was the end product.

She chanted for a good five minutes, this time not missing a word. She could feel the air around her heating up. It was actually kind of arousing, but she didn’t let that hurt her focus. She calmly recited each part of the incantation, which was divided into three parts. When she finished the first part, she felt the heat around her intensify. When she finished the second part, she felt a strange energy build up in her hands. Then when she reached the third part, a small park of light flashed from the mixture.

Jean’s eyes shot open. Upon feeling the spark she looked eagerly into the crucible. She found that it was glowingly softly. There was definitely some magic at work. It wasn’t doing anything too spectacular, but it was more than anything she conjured thus far.

“Come on…come on!” she beckoned the mixture, “Do it! I can feel it!”

She held her hands over the glowing mixture, waiting eagerly for the true spell to take hold. This was a spell that was especially important to her, not just because it was her first but because of what inspired it. The power was there. It just had to manifest itself. Then just as remarkably as the mixture came to life, it slowly fizzled.

“Damn it! I was so close!” cursed Jean.

Looking over the mixture and the pages of notes she took, she knew she did everything right. But it still wasn’t enough to get the spell going. The power was present. There was just something missing.

“I almost had it,” she said to herself as she looked over her notes, “There just wasn’t enough energy coming from my end. I have to find a way to boost the incantations! I know it can work. I just need something more.”

She considered her options. Maybe there was some sort of charm or artifact she could use to boost her spiritual output. Maybe she could get somebody to help her. An extra spirit could never hurt. One of those ways was going to work. She just proved to herself she could do it. She just needed that last missing piece.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar telepathic voice in her head.

‘Jean? Are you still in your room? You’re going to be late for your shift at Club Hellfire.’

The voice of Charles Xavier shook Jean from her focused state. She looked over at the clock and cursed again. With all this time she was putting into learning magic, she forgot she had a shift tonight.

‘Oh shit! I’m sorry, Lord Xavier! I…I must have lost track of time!’

‘It’s alright, my dear. While I appreciate your dedication, you mustn’t forget your Hellfire duties. Your work on the mystic arts will still be here after you return.’

‘I understand, sir. Forgive me, but I was just so close this time! I just couldn’t let up! This stuff is so much harder without Mistress Selene’s guidance.’

Xavier paused for a moment. He found it increasingly disturbing that Selene wasn’t spending anymore time teaching the mystic arts to curious pawns. Lately she had only been focusing on Kurt and Wanda. Jean always seemed to have a special fondness for magic. Why Selene wouldn’t want to nurture that was a curious matter.

‘Yes, I’m aware of that. I’ll discuss it with the Black Queen the next time I see her. But you’re ability to carry on without her is admirable.’

‘Thank you sir, but at the rate I’m going it may be a while before I can get any real skill. I’m sorry if it’s getting in the way of my other duties. Believe me, I put Hellfire before everything.’

‘I know you do, Jean. But don’t forget you can always find other ways to contribute.’

‘Oh I’ll contribute, Lord Xavier. If not by magic then some other way. The Hellfire Club is too important to leave loose ends.’

The telepathic channel fell silent as Jean put her stuff away and promptly gathered her stripping attire. She would probably have to hail a cab and pay him extra to speed towards the club. With any luck she should arrive just in time for her set before Emma or Rogue could steal it. Part of her still wanted to finish this spell, but it would have to wait. The duty of a Hellfire woman came first.

For Xavier, however, he found Jean’s situation increasingly curious. Up in his office, he pondered the situation with her and Selene. While she still conducted rituals and ceremonies for the other pawns, actual hands-on training was becoming increasingly reserved. Kurt and Wanda were her prized students and she seemed to be leaving her mark on them already. It made him think more cautiously about encouraging Jean to get lessons from her. The last thing he wanted was someone else helping Selene in her pursuits. A second practitioner of the mystic arts may provide a good balance for the Inner Circle. But if Jean was to be that practitioner, he would have to make plans.

The Black King was so lost in his thoughts he forgot he had been on hold with a customer of his. It was only when his image on his computer screen came up that he remembered.

“Charles Xavier? You wanted to speak to me?”

“Ah yes, hello, Mr. Stark. Thank you for agreeing to meet with me at this hour. I have some business proposals that I think you’ll be very interested in.”

Kurt’s Quarters

It was late at night and Kurt was still going over his books. His clock read past three in the morning, late even by his standards. He wasn’t sure why, but tonight he felt a certain need to read more into the books Xavier gave him. As much as he had taken to Selene’s ideology, there were some aspects to it he still couldn’t get around. Her taste for brutality and torture was one of them, but he chose to turn a blind eye to that issue so he could learn from her. Xavier provided a more balanced approach. He didn’t shy away from such harsh tactics, but they were to be used only as needed. Reason had to be a part of any action whether it was brutal or not. Selene didn’t care for that, but it intrigued Kurt.

The one book that captured his attention the most was an old book written by one of the Hellfire Club’s founding members. It dated back to the Victorian era. Some parts were a bit hard to read, but he was able to decipher some useful information. He was surprised to learn that originally, the Inner Circle had been known as the Council of the Chosen and it didn’t contain any mutants. Most were wealthy aristocrats that oversaw the activities of numerous Hellfire branches that were stationed in places like London, Hong Kong, Paris, and New York City. Their ideology centered mostly on wealth, power, and gaining more of it, but there were other aspects to the club that ran deeper than that.

Central to those ideas was the use of Hellfire imagery. Selene told him that it was meant to represent the darkness the members embraced and while that was true to some extent, the original members also used it as a way set themselves apart from traditional beliefs. Hellfire to them was a form of enlightenment, the idea that the insight they had to the world was in stark contrast to the ignorant masses. Magic, materialism, greed, and reason were all parts of that insight. To them these were the true ways to progress, power, and personal fulfillment. It made Kurt think more about some of Selene’s ruthless tactics. It might be wise if he kept these thoughts close by as he continued to learn from her.

“Hellfire, zhe true and only vay for humanity, can only work through hierarchy,” Kurt read aloud, “Ve represent zhat hierarchy and it is my hope zhat one day ve vill have zhe influence and reach to bring order to zhis chaotic world.”

Kurt couldn’t help but smile somewhat as he read that.

“Talk about prophetic. Xavier sure can call zhem.”

It lent credence to his teachings and he wanted to read more. But his restlessness was catching up to him. He let out a tired yawn and his eyes were getting heavier. Maybe it was time to turn in. There would be plenty of time for this stuff anyways.

“I zhink zhat’s a good point to stop,” he said tiredly as he closed the book.

He got up and stripped off his shirt and pants, but kept his boxers on. He usually slept nude. It worked better when dealing with a tail. But he didn’t plan on getting much sleep anyways so he didn’t bother. He was about to turn off the lights when he heard a knock at his door.

“Kurt? Are you still awake?”

Kurt immediately recognized the voice as belonging to Wanda, but it sounded different this time.

“Vanda? Ja, I’m up. Come in.”

The door opened and the young woman entered. Kurt was turned away from her at first because he was pulling back the covers on his bed. But when he turned around to greet her he was in for a surprise. Wanda wasn’t wearing her usual sleeping attire. She wasn’t wearing much of anything for that matter. All she had on were lace stockings with attached garters and a very revealing black G-string thong. She wore no bra and was naked from the waist up. She also had a strange if not insidious look on her face, but that was the last thing on Kurt’s mind at the moment.

“Uh…Vanda?” he said, trying to maintain some sense of composure.

“What’s the matter? Is my attire making you uncomfortable? I’ve worn a lot less, you know?” said Wanda with a playful grin.

“No uh…it’s just not vhat I expected to see. It is late, you know. Is something wrong?”

“Of course not. Everything’s great. I just need to talk to you.”

“Can it vait until morning? I’m kind of tired.”

“Really? You don’t look tired. Or is that just your way of flattering a half naked woman?”

Kurt smiled sheepishly. Wanda was a beautiful woman. There was no denying that. And seeing her in such provocative attire definitely woke him up a bit. It was still strange though. Something about her seemed different. There was this look in her eye he hadn’t seen before. That sparked his curiosity.

“It’s alright, Kurt. This won’t take long,” she assured him, “And I promise you after we’re done, you’ll get the best night sleep you’ve ever had.”

“Sounds fair,” said Kurt, taking her word for it, “Vhat is it you needed to talk about?”

Wanda made sure the door was closed and locked before she made her next move. Her mentor told her to make sure there were no interruptions. This was an important task and it was up to her to make sure everything went smoothly. It was also her first test and she was out to prove herself.

She moved in closer to the young man, seductively swaying her hips with each step she took. Kurt stood mesmerized by her movements. As tired as he was the lustful demon in him was roused and when he felt her slip her arms around him and press her half nude body up against his it really got him going. But more than anything else, that look in her eye entranced him. There was something about them that he couldn’t turn away from.

“I was never a very social girl growing up in the Balkans so I’ll try and say this as best I can…you’re special to me, Kurt.”

The young man’s eyes widened. That came out of nowhere. Sure he and Wanda were closer than some of the other pawns. They learned together, trained with Selene together, and had sex together more than they did with the others. And while it was true he had some feelings for her, he had no idea they were that serious.

“Special? Vhat do you mean?”

“You know what I mean,” said Wanda, pressing harder up against him and further rousing his passions, “Since you’ve arrived you’ve been the one person besides my brother I can truly relate to. You’re different than any other man I’ve met. You share my passion for magic and occult spirituality. You’ve put in just as many hours as I have studying the mystic arts, learning from Mistress Selene in ways others are too scared to try.”

Kurt was in shock. He wasn’t sure how to respond. It was even harder considering her breasts were pressing up against his chest, but there was no way he could turn away at this point.

“I…I had no idea you felt zhat vay,” he stammered.

“Oh I’ve felt it for a while. And I think you have too. Remember the first night we made love? I know we’ve had a lot of sex since then, but look me in the eye and tell me that didn’t feel special to you.”

“It vas special. Zhat I von’t deny. But…”

Before he could go on, Wanda placed a finger over his lips. She couldn’t give him time to rationalize this. If he thought too much he may try to resist and she would rather this not get messy. Besides, she really did carry a flame for Kurt. She wanted to share it with him even if it meant using a few dirty tricks.

“Shh…you don’t need to say anything else. You know this is right. You feel it just like I do, don’t deny it.”

“Vanda…”

“Forget reason. Forget uncertainty. Don’t even think. Just look into my eyes and let everything happen as it should.”

Kurt opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. He kept staring into Wanda’s eyes, drawn to them as if something was pulling him in. The more he stared, the more his rational side slipped away. He didn’t consider his feelings for Wanda that strong. Of course he liked her and was attracted to her, but now as he gazed at her this new sense came over him. It wasn’t like anything he felt before and he wasn’t sure where it was coming from, but he went with it.

For Wanda, it was all part of the plan. She was tempting not just his body and soul, she was tempting his heart. She never had a real lover before. Now was as good a time as any to take one even if it involved a little nudge. But she was never any good at traditional romance. So why not give Selene’s alternative a try?

Now locked into her gaze, Wanda slowly inched closer to him. She had him in her spell and now it was time to take the next step. Their lips met in a kiss. At first Kurt just closed his eyes and kissed back normally. Then she threw in something different. Sliding her hands up his back she took a much firmer hold of him. Then she summoned the power within that Selene imparted to her and cast a spell, causing her eyes to flash bright red. When Kurt saw this his reaction was immediate.

His body tensed, his heart rate quickened, and his mind was shocked into a new state of being. At first he thought it was Wanda’s hexing powers, but he quickly realized that wasn’t the case. As her lips trailed over his a new feeling came over him. It was like some strange force struck him from within. It didn’t hurt or anything, but it was clearly shoved into him with force. Before he could rationalize it he was overcome with these new feelings. They were deep and powerful feelings, all of which centered around Wanda. It wasn’t quite love and it wasn’t quite affection, but whatever it was it made him feel totally drawn to this woman.

“Oh Vanda…” he said in a daze as they parted.

“That’s it, Kurt. Give in,” said Wanda, her tone a mix of darkness and desire.

Her eyes flashed red again and her hexing powers suddenly took hold. Kurt felt his boxers ripped to shreds and then was promptly shoved onto his bed where he fell limply onto his back. Wanda leered over him hungrily, smiling at his vulnerable state and trailing her hand down his chest and core.

“Join me in darkness,” she said seductively, “It’ll feel so good.”

Kurt only managed a groan for a response. He was in too much of a daze to do anything coherent. Wanda slipped out of her thong, leaving her stockings and garter on for show. She then crawled on top of the young man like a predator intimidating its pray, hovering over his half-erect cock with lust in her eyes.

“You really are tired,” she grinned, “Don’t worry, I can fix that.”

The young mutant waved her hand over his penis and softly chanted a phrase Selene taught her. Her eyes flashed again, indicating the presence of both magic and her hexing powers, and Kurt’s member stiffened swiftly. He groaned at the feeling. It caused him a bit of discomfort and drew him further into a daze. But he didn’t have time to dwell on it. Wanda wanted him now.

“Now you’re mine, Kurt…my little pet demon.”

With a lustful grin she positioned herself over his dick, hovering over top of him in a dominating manner. She rubbed the tip over her outer folds to tease him, trailing it over her swollen clit. She watched as his face contorted in a mix of desire and frustration. He wanted to be inside her, but she wouldn’t let him until she was ready. She was pretty aroused herself. Her pussy dripped with her wetness, but she had to make it clear that she was the dominate one. It would set the tone for a much deeper and more useful relationship down the line.

“Say you want me!” commanded Wanda.

“I…I vant you,” gasped Kurt.

“Say it louder!” she yelled with more force, “Tell me how bad you want it!”

“I vant it so bad! Please let me fuck you! I…I need to be inside you!”

“Then tell me you love me,” she said intently, “Tell me you’ll submit to me whenever I want. Swear on your heart and soul that your whims belong to me!”

Kurt may have been dazed, but he was aware enough to know the dark undertone to her command. He may have been aroused and he may have been under her spell, but he could still think. Her dark tone was eerily similar to Selene’s and he never recalled Wanda having this level of mystical prowess, being able to seduce and dominate another. And he couldn’t resist it. The feeling was too strong.

“I…I swear,” he said in a weak tone.

“Say it again!” commanded Wanda.

“I swear!” he exclaimed, “My heart and soul are yours, Vanda Maximoff.”

Wanda smiled, her sinister look of intent never waning. Her spell was working perfectly. Kurt gave in even faster than she thought. She thought he had a strong will. That’s why she threw in some hexing power into the spell. But he still gave in and now the real fun could begin.

“Good boy,” she purred seductively, “Now just lean back and let me do the rest. Let us solidify our new bond with the joining of our flesh!”

With her nails dug into his waist she slammed her hips down hard, plunging his erect cock into her wet depths. Having recently been raped by a real demon, it was a much different feel to her. He didn’t have the overwhelming size or the raw force, but it still felt so good. Kurt let out a deep moan, the burning need she roused within him now finally filled. She didn’t give him much time to soak up the moment though. She began to eagerly work her hips along his length, bouncing her hips up and down at a fervent pace. It seemed to catch him off guard at first, but he didn’t resist or complain. He just let her go to work on him and that was just what she wanted.

Her pussy was ecstasy. Kurt couldn’t believe how amazing it felt. Her hands raked over his chest and arms as her pelvis slammed down against his. The wet sloshing sound of his dick plunging into her pussy filled the room, mixing with her cries of ecstasy. She bore an aggressive, intense look as she fucked him. She licked her lips and fondled her breasts as they bounced to the rhythm. He added to it by thrusting upwards every time she plunged down onto him, but she was doing it with such force it was hard to really move his hips. She showed a sexual side that he never saw in her before. She leaned over and licked his furry flesh, biting down on his nipples and scratching over his torso. She even took his tail and rubbed the tip over her clit, using every means to take pleasure for herself with him under her control. He had sex with Wanda many times before, but it was never like this. It felt different this time. The feeling he had when she first kissed her had grown. It was so intense now. It assaulted all his senses, filling him from his body to his soul.

She kept riding him nice and hard, his throbbing cock slithering in and out of her pussy. She worked it back and forth and swirled her hips around, making sure he hit every nerve inside her. It felt great having this kind of control and freedom. No wonder Selene was so big on it. The rush she got from it was truly something else. It was so powerful it sent her to the brink of orgasm. She leaned over in a dominating gesture and gazed deep into his eyes, using her powers to further the spell and bringing him further under her influence. She kept working her hips in a nice circular up-and-down rhythm. He was operating purely on sexual instinct, his hands finding their way onto her naked body and resting in her hips. But she made it clear she was the one in control, taking his hands and pinning them beside his head and driving herself to climax.

“Uh-uh-uh-yes-uh-I feel it-uh-I want it-uh-uh-ohhhh I’m cumming-uh-I’m cumming!”

Her grip on Kurt tightened as she moved her hips faster. It caused Kurt some discomfort with how hard she was doing it, but the pleasure far exceeded any pain. He wasn’t close to cumming. Wanda usually held out for him, but not this time. This time all the pleasure was hers.

Finally slowing her movements, she slammed her hips down against his three more times. Her pussy tightened, squeezing Kurt’s cock mercilessly. When the feeling hit her she squeezed her lover’s hands tightly, threw her head back, and cried out in of ecstasy. Her body started glowing with a mix of hexing powers and magic, further fueling her pleasure and making for a powerful climax. It was even more amazing than Selene said it would be. All she had to do was forget all reason and uncertainty and take it without conscious.

Kurt was affected by the power as well. Some of the pleasure Wanda felt transferred to him. It was intoxicating, but had a distinctly dark feel. It was the kind of darkness that felt wrong, but good. Even though he didn’t climax himself, the pleasure he got from that feeling was every bit as intense.

As the aura faded, Wanda’s eyes kept glowing. She sensed Kurt felt a bit of the experience too. That should lure him in even faster, but she wasn’t done with him yet. He was being such a good boy he deserved a little reward. Selene told her that part of getting someone to submit was tempting them with more pleasure, but while making sure it was on her terms. So with his cock still deep inside her, she grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up so that he was in a sitting position.

“Mmm…being bad feels so good, doesn’t it?” she said, the intense look in her eyes never waning.

“Ja…it does,” replied Kurt in a flast tone.

“You’re a good lover. I’m going to like having you. And since you’ve been such a good boy, I’m going to give you a chance to get your orgasm as well. But you have to earn it. Understand?”

“I understand, Vanda.”

“Good, now keep fucking me. I’ll let you know when can cum. Now show me what you got, demon lover!”

Kurt did as she said. He grabbed hold of her hips and started rocking her body against his. Every time he pulled her hips towards his, he thrust up a little to really get up inside her and hit her pleasure points. His still hard cock plowed into her pussy, which was dripping wet from Wanda’s climax. It made for a smooth, seamless rhythm that the young mutant relished as he felt her hot flesh against his. But even with this new position, Wanda maintained control of the pace. She pushed him to do it nearly as hard as she did with him. It was hard considering the mental state he was in, but he pushed forward, being driven by hid desire for pleasure and the intimacy with this woman.

Wanda closed her eyes and moaned blissfully as her young stud fucked her good. His demonic appearance was now even more of a turn on after having fucked a real one. She loved how his fur felt against her skin. She maintained her aggressive hold on him, digging her nails into his skin and trailing her tongue over his chest and neck. She also bit down on his skin at times, which surprised Kurt but in a good way. She got the sense he was starting to like her more dominating sexual tastes. That was a good sign that the spell was working towards its full effect.

Back and forth, their bodies rocked. Kurt’s moans turned into labored grunts as sweat poured off his body. He kept up with the pace, thrusting his dick into her tight confines with thorough vigor. But no matter how hard he fucked her, he couldn’t cum. His sense of time became dazed. He lost track of how long they had been doing this. His entire focus was getting his release with this woman, but something was keeping him from doing so. The feeling kept building up, but he couldn’t push it past that breaking point. It was almost to the point where it was painful. It showed in his beleaguered face. He felt as though he was going mad.

Wanda watched this with great satisfaction. He was too out of it to know, but the spell she cast on him gave her control of his climax. She could hold it back in him for as long as she wanted no matter what he did. And he was in such an aroused state there was no way he could stop. It was the kind of control over someone she never thought she could have. Despite his discomfort, she kept enjoying the feeling for herself. She rose her hips up slightly and jerked her hips back and forth with his dick deep inside her. She then leaned back and roughly gyrated her hips in a circular motion. Kurt also used this position to lean over and suckle her breasts in a lustful, uncoordinated manner. But he still couldn’t cum and it was starting to get to him.

“UH-UH-AUGH-UH-VANDA-UH-PLEASE I-AUGH-PLEASE LET ME CUM!” he exclaimed.

“Ohhhhhhh! And why would I do that?” she said with a touch of perverse sadism in her tone.

“AH-AH-PLEASE VANDA-AH-PLEASE-UH-I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!”

His face was wrought with a mix of lust and madness. This feeling was overwhelming his body and mind. Too much more of this and he may very well go mad. But this didn’t concern Wanda. In fact, it exhilarated her. It was more than she hoped for. And since he had been so cooperative in submitting to her, he deserved this pleasure.

“Okay lover! You’ve earned it! Give me all you’ve got! Fill me with your hot cum!” proclaimed Wanda.

She finally released his hold on him. It felt like a dam bursting inside him. Kurt’s entire body tensed and his dick throbbed as it prepared to burst. With his final thrust he probed as far into her depths as he could, reaching all the way to her cervix as he clung to her with all his might. Another halo of mystic energy surrounded them as he shot a thick load of semen into her womb. It was the biggest load he ever released before, filling her insides with streams of his fluids. The release was a great relief on his body and mind and flooded his system with great pleasure. Wanda was also able to feed off his pleasure through her power. It wasn’t as intense as her earlier orgasm, but it was still quite a rush.

The sensations lingered a good long while as Kurt emptied his cum into Wanda’s pussy. When it was finally over he went limp and fell back onto his bed, withdrawing his cock in the process. He was totally out of it. His mind was muddled with sensations and feelings of darkness. Whatever power Wanda cast over him, it took a strong hold within him. It led him to both pain and pleasure. He couldn’t explain it, but it had him and there was no going back.

But Wanda wasn’t finished with him yet. Upon rising up off his cock, she crawled back on top of him and kissed him. His disposition was humorous. This spell was more potent than she thought. She was still hungry for pleasure and Kurt looked in no condition for another round. But that wasn’t a problem. There were other ways of getting herself off and now that he was under her influence he would do them without resistance.

“Enjoying yourself, love?” she said seductively as she hovered over him.

“Hnn…yes,” was all Kurt managed to get out.

“Good, but we’re not done yet. You blew your load before I could have another orgasm. So you’ll just have to give me one some other way!”

It was a daunting notion, especially since Kurt was still catching his breath. But he didn’t have time to argue. Wanda rose up and positioned herself over him so her pussy was right over his face. It was still dripping with his cum and her feminine juices, but was still clearly aroused. Grabbing his head, she shoved her pussy right into his face. He was too out of it to respond at first, but Wanda wouldn’t hear it.

“Eat me out! Make me climax!” she ordered.

As out of it as he was, Kurt was compelled to do as she asked. The spell she had over him was too strong. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for her at this point. So despite his exhaustion, he reached up with his hands and parted her wet pussy lips and started licking her insides. The taste of cum and fluids were still thick, but he didn’t care at this point. All that mattered was Wanda’s pleasure.

The young woman moaned blissfully as another wave of sensations filled her body. She rubbed her breasts and shoved her pussy harder into his face, prompting him to really get in deep. His tongue swirled inside her heat while his thick digits rubbed her pussy. His furry touch added an exotic feel to it and quickly built up the feeling. But she held it back, wanting to really enjoy it. Even though Kurt looked and felt exhausted, she had to let him know who was boss in this relationship of theirs.

“Mmm…yes! Ohhhhh that’s what I want! Right there! Oh I love it!”

Kurt licked and teased to his lover’s content, flicking his tongue in and out of her folds as he rubbed her clit. It didn’t require as much physical exertion as before and Wanda was into it she was hypersensitive in certain areas. Her moans were sweet music to his ears. Her taste was intoxicating. He loved listening to them and kept pleasing her for as long as she desired.

After a long thorough round of teasing Wanda was finally at the brink. She was ready to cum again. For this she tensed her knees and thighs around Kurt’s head, putting him in a vice-like grip as he kept licking and probing her. She bounced her hips up and down slightly to the slithering movement of his tongue. When she felt the sensations wash over her she grasped her breasts, arched her body back, and let out a cry of orgasmic bliss. Her body shuttered as the pleasure rocked through her, causing her to flash another aura of energy. Her pussy burst in a spasm of fluids that covered Kurt’s face, but he willingly licked it all up like a good boy. She remained in her position for a while, just soaking it all in. The spell was finally complete and she had her love slave, no doubt about it.

Wanda finally let the young man go and lay down next to him. He turned and stared at her with his dazed expression. There was a mix of love and submission in his eyes. Kurt looked so tired, yet eerily content with all these strange feelings going through him. The effects of the spell were visible though. He was now dedicated to her and would do as she said. She never had that kind of control over anybody before and she was already enjoying it a great deal.

“Tell me you love me,” said Wanda intently.

“I love you, Vanda,” said Kurt through his daze.

“I love you too my little sex demon,” she said as she affectionately caressed his face, “We’re going to have a lot of fun together and you’ll also be helping me and Mistress Selene with some very big plans. But in the meantime you will continue on as if nothing has changed. When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will present yourself to Lord Xavier and the others as the same person you were before this night. Is that clear?”

“Yes, my love.”

“Good, then you may rest. You’re going to need it. We both will. Mistress Selene has big plans for us, the Inner Circle, and the world.”

Kurt didn’t say a word. He just nodded and slipped into a deep sleep, remembering her words and made certain he would follow them. He was officially entranced by darkness. Wanda’s spell had him firmly in her grasp and he had no desire to leave. He would learn to deal with the submission and he would embrace all the dark pleasure that came along with it. He would help her in whatever endeavors she led him on from this point forward. His heart bled for this woman now and he swore right then and there he would never leave her behind.

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Up next: Jean tries some magic of her own and Xavier takes note.