Dirty Thoughts

Alex and Scott approached the Brotherhood’s house with a sinister air about them, both fuming over what that blue witch had done to poor Scott. It would be poor Mystique now, because nobody would want to be in her shoes at that moment. Even as sadistic and sick as he was, Sabertooth wouldn’t do to her what Scott and his brother were about to. Scott looked around the place to see if anyone was watching them but he didn’t see anyone. “I wonder if anyone’s even home,” Alex said, more to himself than anyone else. “I don’t give a fuck if they are home, that bitch is gonna pay,” Scott snapped. A quick knock on the door proved them wrong. At least one of them was home, as they realized when Pietro opened the door.

“What do youeekseeks want,” he said pompously as he leaned against the door frame. “Nothing that has to do with you or any of the Brotherhood punks, we came here to see Mystique, we have some business to attend with her,” Scott said stringently and peered behind Pietro to see the others gathering around him to see what was happening. “Well, why didn’t you say so in the first place, she’s upstairs in her room, last door on the left,” Pietro quipped and moved out of their way. He could tell by the tone in Scott’s voice that whatever was going to happen to her, it wasn’t going to be good. “Hey Speedy, what’d ya let them in here for,” Fred snapped, stuffing his face full of chips. “It’s payback time for Mystique again,” Pietro said and grinned evilly. A hushed muttering came from the little group as they filed back into the living room and Pietro closed and locked the door behind him.

Scott and Alex carefully made their way upstairs and to the end of the hallway where Mystique’s door was shut and probably locked. Alex tried the handle and it was indeed locked, but not for long. “I told you kids to leave me be,” Mystique growled from her room but she was surprised when Scott used his optic blast to shoot the knob off of her door. With that out of the way they pushed into her room and shut the broken door behind them. “How did you get in here,” Mystique said as she recoiled against her bed. “We were let in Mystique,” Scott said flatly. “I thought my bro and I should pay you a visit after the situation you left me in,” Scott said as his eyes gleamed red through his ruby quartz sunglasses. “You deserved it,” Mystique said, a sudden urge to flee running through her body and her stomach lurching. She didn’t like the looks on their faces much less Scott’s tone of voice and Alex’s utter silence. “Did you hear that Alex, I deserved it, whadyou think about that,” Scott said to his brother. Alex looked up at him and then over at her. “I think it’s payback time dude,” Alex said. “Try to escape and I’ll blast you into next week,” Scott said, tapping at his glasses with his finger as Mystique looked like she was ready to haul ass out of there. And somehow Mystique knew he wasn’t kidding either. He would have no problem killing her and dumping her body somewhere.

“Please don’t do this Scott, can’t we talk this out,” Mystique pleaded with them. “No,” was all Scott said as they each took their place on either side of the bed. “I could just kill you and leave your body to rot in hell, but I think Alex and I will have a bit more fun just raping your sorry ass and letting the Brotherhood deal with you however they want to,” Scott said, nodding his head at Alex and they both moved in closer to her and she backed up as far as she could against the headboard of her bed until she could go no further. Scott moved in on the blue woman and wrapped his hand around her slender neck, pig heg her up that way as she gasped for air and sat her up on her knees in front of them.

Alex took her tight little shirt from behind and tore it in two, letting her round perky tits spring free and Scott watched as they heaved up and down with her increasing fright. Scott pulled her skirt off and left Mystique naked and scared in front of the two of them. How good Scott looked when he was so stern and angry, and his brother was as gorgeous as he was, his lean but muscular body and his long blonde hair, any girl would swoon for him. Mystique was scared though, Scott was never one to joke around about stuff like this and she knew that if she did try to escape he would kill her, just by the tone in his voice. And she couldn’t help but grow wet as the two guys stood staring at her perfect body, her round ass, and her big tits.

Soon Mystique felt something being wrapped around her neck, which turned out to be Alex’s black leather belt he wore around his board shorts. Alex put it on her like a leash, a leash for the bad little slut they were going to have to punish. “Get down on the floor on your hands and knees bitch,” Alex ordered her, giving a cruel jerk to the leash and cutting off her air supply until she abided by his order. She crawled down off of the bed onto her hands and knees before Alex and he humiliated her by leading her around the bed and over to Scott, who stood with his belt in hand. “Whadyou think bro, lashlashes is too good for her, what about twenty, or twenty-five,” Scott asked his brother, who smirked and looked down at the helpless woman at their feet.

“I dunno dude, how about thirty, round it out even,” he said. “Great idea,” Scott said. “Bend over the bed and stick that hot little ass of yours out towards Scott,” Alex ordered her as he climbed up onto the bed and held her in place, tightening the leash just enough that it would be uncomfortable but not cut off all her air. Mystique did as she was told to do and pushed her ass out towards Scott, who licked his lips looking at the wet blue slit hidden between her legs. Scott held the hard leather belt in his hand, wanting badly to see her flawless ass covered in red welts. It may not be a whip but it’d have to do for the moment. He raised it high above his head and with all the strength he had he delivered the first blow to her behind, earning a shriek from her as the painful sting exploded on her soft skin. The loud crack could be heard throughout the house and the Brotherhood sat snickering at Mystique’s predicament.

With one hand on her leash and the other on his pants, Alex undid them and shimmied them off, kicking them out behind him onto the floor. He went commando as did his brother, who was busy delivering overly harsh, cruel blows to Mystique’s rear end and up her back. Mystique’s eyes grew wide at the hidden package that awaited her under Alex’s shorts. He was very long and quite thick, with big bulging veins and a thick mushroom head. He was so hard that she could see the veins working to rush blood to his already engorged cock. But she couldn’t pay full attention to Alex while Scott was still behind her, delivering blow after blow, making her squirm and her toes curl up in pain. By fifteen she was begging for mercy, which she didn’t get.

Her ass was already a deep reddish purple and her back was criss-crossed with stripes that the belt made. But Alex thrust his dick at her face and jerked on the leash, and she knew what needed to be done. It was almost too much pain to bear but she managed. She ran her tongue up the length of his dick and over the front side, making him slick with her spit before sucking him into her mouth. A deep moan reverberated through his chest as she started sliding him down her throat, deeper and deeper, feeling his cock being squeezed and massaged by her experienced mouth and throat, and she swallowed him whole, taking his entire length in, her mouth stretched wide as her nose was pressed into his blonde patch of hair and her spit leaked down his heavy balls.

She sucked him up and down, slurping and licking at him like an oversized Popsicle, moaning as she did so, the vibrations sending prickly feelings of hot pleasure all the way out to his toes. He began to grind himself into her mouth, fucking her face like he would her pussy, holding onto the leash all the while and enjoying hearing his groin hit her face and slosh her spit everywhere. Mystique’s ass was so sore by the thirtieth blow that she’d have a hard time sitting on it for a week toe. e. But Scott wasn’t going to let up on her that easily. She needed to learn her lesson still.

He shed his pants and held his large, rigid dick in his hand, feeling the blood pumping through it and inadvertently pumping his dick with his hand. He was quite surprised to find Mystique was as wet as she was, literally dripping wet. That little whore had been getting off on it the whole time. “Well it’s time to teach her a lesson then,” Scott thought to himself as she sucked off his brother. Mystique bobbed her head up and down to Alex’s frantic rhythm, tasting the precum leaking out of his cock. Scott plunged himself into her juicy cunt in one stroke as she shrieked again, not expecting to be filled up so quickly. He slammed into her, holding onto her ass with his fingers digging into her flesh, riding her like there was no tomorrow. Alex watched the expression on Scott’s face become intense and extremely scary looking, his mouth drawn back over his teeth in a sadistic grimace as he plunged himself over and over into her warm, wet cunt.

He couldn’t help but get even more turned on by watching the blue bitch get what she deserved. Scott leaned forward and began nipping sharply at her backside, alternately licking it afterwards with his hot tongue. Mystique was getting off on this so much. She took everything Scott gave her and more, rocking herself off his dick like the slut she was, feeling herself being jerked forward by Alex onto his dick and then pulled back again by Scott. Alex could feel himself starting to cum and his body began shuddering and his muscles jerked as he pounded her mouth so hard that it seriously bruised it, but she didn’t care. Mystique felt the hot spunk shoot out in great spurts down her throat and she swallowed every last drop of it until his balls were drained.

Scott watched as his brother’s eyes rolled back in his head and began slamming into her harder and Mystique wasn’t long either, and when she felt Scott’s teeth sink into her shoulder, tearing open her flesh and letting her blood run in rivulets down her skin, she screamed as Alex pulled himself from her, her entire borackracked with spasms as she came around Scott’s cock. Scott was lost in oblivion and the feel of her around him as he shot his load into her, bucking wildly until there was no more inside of him. He came to his senses slowly, finding the strength to get dressed again, which Alex had already started doing. Mystique crawled onto her bed, Scott’s cum leaking out of her pussy, and her shoulder bleeding onto her covers.

She felt terrible about what had just happened but she had enjoyed it so much. Alex and Scott left her to deal with it on her own and headed back to the mansion. Logan was royally pissed off that Rahne had actually enjoyed being fucked by Sabertooth, the same man which he hated with every fiber of his being but craved his body with a need bordering on obsession. He was in no mood to play and he stormed up the stairs, knowing exactly where she was. Her door was shut but not locked and he threw it open, letting it smack into the wall before shutting it loudly and then locking it himself. Rahne was startled and then petrified by the wild look in Logan’s eyes. He was totally feral at that moment, the rational side of him being thrown back and the Wolverine coming out. She knew that no amount of pleading would get through to the rational side of him but she still tried to plead with him anyhow. But he stalked towards her with deliberate slowness, like a predator stalking his prey. The little wolf girl cowered and shivered in fear, pressing herself into the corner of her wall until her back hurt.


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