Disclaimer: Do not own Marvel, DC or The 100
Warnings for gang rape.
Soaringhurricane's Safe-haven and Wheelhouse101's Lavigne Manor inspired some of this.
Just pleasure
The eighteen women, who were the bosses of this city, St. Louis, watched, leering with pleasure at the sight of Clarke, the vampire that apparently, was mated to them, arched her body up off of the bed, eyes closing shut tightly. Her hips bucked repeatedly over and over into the toys that were violating her.
Well, technically, it wasn't exactly the toys that were doing the violating. It was the women who held the remotes to the toys.
The eighteen women; Pepper, Niylah, Natasha, Maria, Brunnhilde, Wanda, Tora, Mari, Carol, Sigrid, Yelena, Shayera, Beatriz, Melina, Dinah, Helena, Diana and Hela, watched with absolute affection and desire as Clarke writhed on the bed.
Occasionally, a growl would come out of her, muffled by the small, vibrating toy in her mouth, and her eyes would flash dark with her arousal.
So far, the mob bosses had forced Clarke to experience eight orgasms. A pool of liquid was accumulating, under the vampire, right between her legs, leaking out of her groin.
Clarke's body kept arching up off of the bed, eyes closed and the mob bosses were positive that her eyes were rolling up into her head with each sensation she experienced.
As Clarke came again and again, the mob bosses discussed what to do.
How they'd get Clarke to accept living here with them.
They would release her from the chains, eventually. But only after they were sure she wouldn't try to run away.
They knew that Clarke being a vampire, had to mean she was faster than human beings ever could be.
Which meant, it would be a good idea to by no means, risk her running away.
They might never see her again.
And they wouldn't be able to cope with that. They knew that for sure.
So, they would keep her like this. Overstimulate her, drive her to the point where she couldn't think without wanting more of the pleasure they could offer her. Spoil her every second, till she realized the place she would be happiest was with all of them.
Only then would they take the chains off of her.
However, in the meantime? Well, the process of getting Clarke to realize that she would be happiest with them, was going to be pleasurable for them as well as for Clarke.
The remotes had been passed between the group, each of them playing with the settings of the three different remotes, happily watching as Clarke was tortured from the pleasurable ministrations from one setting to another.
They could practically feel it, when Clarke clenched around the toy inside her, her hips bucking upwards as she gave a muffled howl.
Pepper smirked as she said, "Should we get the harness out?"
Several of the other women chuckled.
They had used many of the items they had, to please their various lovers. But they hadn't used all of what they had in their arsenal on their different lovers.
Clarke, on the other hand, would get it all.
Melina and Dinah walked to one of their closets and pulled out the harness, beginning to attach it to the tabs on the ceiling.
They had specially ordered the harness and what kept it secured up on the ceiling.
The harness was secured and Dinah and Melina nodded to the others, and as soon as Clarke's next climax and orgasm passed and she shook against the bed, with the toys still working her, Niylah and Diana walked forward, leaning down and take two of the toys off of Clarke.
The people who had the different remotes; Pepper, Natasha and Yelena, switched the vibrator on Clarke's clit off, and when Diana pulled the vibrator off of Clarke's clit and pulled the vibrating dildo out of Clarke's cunt, but the vibrating gag in Clarke's mouth and the vibrators on Clarke's nipples, remained.
Diana and Niylah put the dildo and the small vibrator down on the table next to the bed, and both leaned down, pulling out keys and unlocking at least some chains from around Clarke.
There were multiple sets of chains on Clarke.
But several of the chains wrapped around Clarke, keeping her from moving, but didn't chain her to the bed.
There were several chains around her that also chained her to the bed, and those were the chains that Diana and Niylah took off of her.
They then lifted her up as she shook, Beatriz and Carol going to help them, as they carried the vampire to the harness and fitted her into it.
Regardless of how tightly chained up Clarke was, her legs were still wide open, which allowed Diana and Carol to push her legs through the slots of the harness and strap them in. The rest of the harness went over her and restrained her, keeping her up off of the floor.
"Good," Pepper said, increasing the vibration of the gag in Clarke's mouth, as Dinah went to the dresser where the vibrators were pulled from, opened up one of the upper drawers and pulled out a new vibrator, which would seal over the very top of Clarke's clit, and was even more powerful than the previous vibrator, which was placed on Clarke's clit before.
She pulled out the remote for that vibrator, and pulled out one more thing.
A strap-on.
As soon as they saw the strap-on, all five Natasha, Yelena, Shayera, Helena and Mari chuckled, snickering lewdly.
The strap was dark blue and had a nice girth and a good length to it.
Dinah pulled down her pants, kicked off her shoes and stepped out of her pants and underwear, and buckled the strap-on to her, pushing the other, smaller side of it into her. The length and girth of the toy was in front of her, sticking out in a near threatening manner.
Dinah then reached to the top of the dresser, and picked up the vibrator and its remote from the top of the dresser, walking over to Clarke.
Clarke's legs were open, so, she could do nothing as Dinah put the vibrator on Clarke's clit, and she switched the vibrator on.
Clarke struggled, trying to get away from the pleasure that was forcing itself through her body, as the vibrator moved, stimulating her clit torturously.
Dinah kept the setting on the vibrator's remote on high, then placed it onto a table next to her, and reached out, grabbing Clarke's hips, lifting her more, aimed her hips upwards, aiming the fake cock right between Clarke's legs, and stepped forward, thrusting up just as she lowered Clarke forcefully down onto the strap.
Clarke's muffled moans turned into a muffled scream as the culmination of the intense vibrations on her clit and the strap-on that was slipping fully inside her.
Dinah smirked as Clarke's eyes rolled up into her head, slowly pulling out of Clarke, then thrusting back into Clarke's pussy, knowing that the length of the strap was stroking Clarke's clit.
There currently were series of stimulations, torturing Clarke, all focused on her clit, as Dinah penetrated the vampire.
Dinah began to increase the pace of her thrusts, then went faster and faster, her hungry smirk never leaving her face.
Her dark eyes hungrily looked all up along Clarke's body.
"Don't worry, Clarke," Dinah cooed, "Your body will never be empty again," she thrust her cock harder into Clarke, all the way inside the blonde now and Clarke screamed into her vibrating gag.
There was a chuckle to their left and Diana and Helena walk to the dresser as well, retrieving something.
When Diana came back over, Dinah glanced at the taller woman as she pounded Clarke and the woman thrusting into Clarke, laughed, when she saw what attachment Diana and Helena had put on their persons.
Both of them had another strap on them.
"One of you going to fuck her ass?" Dinah laughed.
"Yes," Diana said, "But that's not all."
Helena smirked and made her way over to Dinah, and turned her body, so that she had her fake cock aimed at Clarke's pussy, and slowly pushed her strap slowly into Clarke's cunt, the thick, purple strap, pushing in right next to Dinah's.
Helena had lubed up the strap-on she had on, in order to make the strap more easy to enter Clarke's cunt.
Dinah burst out laughing again, the sound mixing with a moan.
Oh, this was diabolical.
Clarke's screams, while still muffled, were getting louder and louder, as Helena pushed the cock all the way into Clarke and she and Dinah dragged themselves back, then thrust back into Clarke, faster as the moments passed by.
As Clarke rode the two thick straps, crying out, her cries muffled, as Diana moved behind her, hands going to Clarke's buttocks and opening them.
Diana, when she had put the strap on herself, she had also applied lube to the strap, so as to get into Clarke's asshole much more easily.
Diana kept Clarke's ass cheeks opened and raised herself up, the head of her lubed up strap, beginning to push into the entrance of Clarke's asshole.
Clarke whined in surprise, realizing what was happening, when she felt something thick and hard was entering her from behind.
Diana let out several cooing sounds to the vampire as she pushed the dark blue fake cock all the way into Clarke's ass, up to the hilt.
Diana had first been worried that Clarke might not enjoy having something in her ass, but by the fifth inch of the cock inside Clarke's ass, it clearly stimulated her and she bucked harder against Helena and Dinah.
Diana smiled at this and pushed all the way inside, pulling out just slightly, then thrusting back in, hard and fast.
Clarke thrashed and bucked, arching up as she was pounded completely with three strap-ons.
Clarke was pushed back and forth, the strap-ons being driven into her almost maniacally, her overstimulated body, felt an even stronger climax about to rip through her.
She tried, desperately, to maneuver her legs, to push Dinah and Helena out of her, but she knew it would do no good.
The vibrator on her clit and the strap thrusting into her ass, and the two vibrators stimulating her nipples, wasn't helping.
The two straps inside Clarke, caused enough friction, as they both rubbed against Clarke's clit with each of their thrusts into Clarke, that finally, Clarke's newest climax and orgasm hit painfully.
Clarke let out a new muffled scream, as she arched up and was hit hard with her new climax and orgasm, feeling her mind filled with nothing but pleasure for what felt like ages.
She sagged against Dinah, Helena and Diana, but she felt that warm coil inside her beginning to be stimulated again, as her clit was being vibrated against again, by the vibrator on her.
Dinah crooned, seeing Clarke's hips begin to buck again slowly, "You are not going to ever not feel this pleasure again. So, you might want to prepare to getting fucked even more today. I'd say, about fifty more times."
Dinah chuckled as she and Helena and Diana pulled out of Clarke's body.
Clarke let out some muffled gasps as her body sagged.
"Lower her," Natasha ordered and looked at Wanda, "I think it's time that we start showing her what our mouths can do."
Dinah and Helena licked their lips and they and Diana started to lower Clarke's body in the harness to the floor. Clarke still was above the floor by the time they were done, but her feet were only inches from the floor now.
"Do you want to know how she tastes first?" Natasha asked Wanda, smirking.
Wanda practically purred as she made her way over to Clarke, stepping in front of the blonde vampire woman.
Wanda moved closer and kneeled down onto her knees in front of Clarke, her arms reaching up and holding Clarke's legs, steadying herself upwards that way, and leaned her head down, her tongue sticking out as she stared up at Clarke, yearning in her eyes.
Clarke tried to move back from Wanda's mouth, but she couldn't. the chains and the harness had too secure a grasp on her.
So, when Wanda's mouth went onto her cunt, her tongue stroking along the side of Clarke's clit, before thrusting her tongue into Clarke's cunt, stroking her tongue along Clarke's inner walls, all Clarke could do, was arch up and backwards again, her eyes closing as she gasped out a loud, muffled moan.
Unable to help herself, Diana lowered herself down on her knees behind Clarke as well, reaching out and opening Clarke's ass cheeks again, leaning in and gently pushing her tongue into Clarke's asshole, a loving smile on Diana's face as she pushed her tongue past the ring of muscle of Clarke's pucker.
Clarke's moans and cries were even louder, even if they were quieted by the vibrating gag in her mouth.
She was being stimulated from both ends and she couldn't do anything, as usual, except rock back and forth between Wanda and Diana's mouths.
Dinah and Helena backed away, glancing at the other women behind them.
Licking her lips, Carol said, as she watched Clarke arching, the vampire's blonde hair spilling down her back and watching her beautiful body arching, "I get to taste her next after Wanda's had her fill."
Some of the other women thought about protesting.
But they decided against it.
Out of all of them, Natasha, Hela and Pepper had the highest authority. So, them deciding not to protest, wasn't about that. It wasn't fear.
It was the desire to look after Clarke.
Clarke needed them to work together to take care of her.
So, they decided to accept Carol's statement.
Clarke's moans still filled the room, quieted by the gag on not, and she kept bucking her hips into Wanda's mouth, whimpers and moans spilling from her.
Wanda smiled as she swirled her tongue all around inside Clarke's vagina, stroking her tongue occasionally against the lower part of Clarke's clit.
Diana, also smirking, swirled her tongue inside Clarke's asshole.
Clarke's hips rocked and Wanda felt the warmth in her chest spread some more, as she watched Clarke shake, tremble as the coils of her new climax was beginning to ride her.
Wanda almost moaned of the sight of Clarke trembling.
Wanda was so happy that they had found her. That they had claimed Clarke now.
Clarke was safe here.
And Wanda and the rest of them, would please Clarke till Clarke didn't ever want to leave them.
Wanda gently pushed her tongue along Clarke's vaginal walls, causing Clarke to arch even more, a muffled scream leaving her.
Clarke clenched around Wanda's tongue as she bucked against the other woman's mouth.
As Wanda freed her tongue from Clarke's clenching cunt, her tongue went to work on what part of Clarke's clit that wasn't touched by the vibrator on it.
Wanda's movement with her tongue, sent Clarke over the edge again and she screamed, the ministrations from the vibe on her clit and from the tongue in her asshole, helping to throw Clarke over the new edge.
As Clarke trembled with the tremors of her new climax and orgasm, Carol stepped over.
"My turn, Wanda," she said, no room for argument in her voice.
Wanda smirked and pulled her mouth away from Clarke, getting up from the floor and backed away from the vampire.
Diana pulled her tongue out and said, "I'm not moving, I want to keep my tongue in her ass."
"You go ahead and stay there," Maria chuckled as she made her way over to stand next to Carol, reaching out and pulling the vibe off of Clarke's clit, and switched the vibe off, putting it back onto the table, next to the remote.
Clarke let out several muffled relieved sounds.
Maria and Carol turned to each other, smirking.
Clarke's relief wasn't going to last long. They began to turn back to Clarke and kneeled down between Clarke's legs again.
Diana chuckled and leaned back in, pushing her tongue back into Clarke's asshole, making Clarke arch and whimper pathetically, and both Carol and Maria leaned their head forward between Clarke's legs.
Maria wrapped her mouth around Clarke's clit, sucking at it.
And Carol stuck her tongue out and began to lick all around Clarke's vaginal entrance, tenderly stroking her tongue all around just the very inside of Clarke's cunt.
Clarke's hips began to buck, helplessly, fast and almost uncontrollably as she made broken moans.
Maria flicked her tongue several times along Clarke's clit and Carol stroked her tongue along Clarke's cunt, along the vampire's vaginal walls getting her tongue more and more inside Clarke, and Clarke's broken moans turned into a muffled shriek.
Clarke was brought to another climax and orgasm, but still Carol, Maria and Diana didn't let up, bringing Clarke to five more climaxes and orgasms.
After Carol and Maria finished, Shayera and Brunnhilde replaced them.
After eight more climaxes and orgasms tore through Clarke, thanks to all three Diana, Shayera and Brunnhilde, Brunnhilde and Shayera, were replaced by Yelena and Beatriz.
Then they were replaced by Tora and Melina.
Then they were replaced by Pepper and Mari.
Then they were replaced by Sigrid.
All the while, Diana kept her tongue in Clarke's asshole and the vibrators on Clarke's nipples, stimulating her torturously.
And as soon as Sigrid was finished, all three Hela, Natasha and Niylah, came over, kneeling down, and putting their heads between Clarke's legs.
Diana was still using her tongue to pump in and out of Clarke's asshole and Diana? Her tongue might be exhausted by now, but she didn't care.
So, Diana kept thrusting her tongue into Clarke's asshole, as Hela angled herself to the right of Clarke, smirking up at Clarke with predatory glee, as she smiled widely, and said, "You won't remember your own name when the three of us are done with you."
Then she leaned down, and her tongue shot out, stroking against Clarke's clit, extremely fast.
Clarke's muffled screams spilled out again, and Natasha and Niylah both chuckled, as they too also leaned their heads down, Niylah stroking her tongue all along Clarke's vaginal opening and Natasha alternating between flicking her tongue against Clarke's vulvae and the lower part of Clarke's clit, as Hela stroked and stimulated the tip of Clarke's clit.
Clarke shrieked, bucking instantly against the three women's mouths, her hips going back and forth at a painfully fast pace now.
Her newest climax and orgasm hit, almost immediately, the sensations inside Clarke, making her feel like she was being torn apart from the inside out.
If Wanda, Shayera, Mari, Sigrid and the others' mouths made Clarke feel like she was being thrown over multiple edges of pleasure, being forced only to feel that pleasure, Hela, Natasha and Niylah's mouths, made Clarke feel like her body was being stretched apart by agonizing ecstasy, her eyes rolling up in the back of her head.
And when Clarke's new climax and orgasm tore through her painfully, Hela, Natasha and Niylah didn't stop, not even for a second.
They kept using their wicked and torturous mouths and tongues.
Clarke's screams were muffled some more as she bucked into Hela, Niylah and Natasha's mouths, as they stimulated her more, without mercy.
Clarke felt more tears begin to spill down her cheeks, the overstimulation, as well as the horror of what her mates were doing to her, causing her to cry.
The agonizingly intense pleasure, tore into her and stretched her.
Her mind unable to grip onto any form of logic any longer-which had been the case for a long time now, since her mates had begun to violate her with the toys.
As Diana kept her tongue inside Clarke's asshole, Hela, Natasha and Niylah stared up at Clarke from between the blonde vampire's legs, their mouths working her cunt and clit with predatory savagery.
Clarke's head was leaning back, her mouth filled with the gag in her mouth, her breasts covered in sweat as the two cups on her nipples stroked her nipples nonstop.
She was theirs now. Clarke would always be theirs. Soon, they'd be able to release her from her chains.
Because if they kept doing this? Kept overstimulating her exactly like this? She would never want to run from them ever again.
She'd need some more blood soon.
They had no idea how often vampires needed to feed, but they would give her blood soon after this.
Then they would do everything to spoil her in every way there was. Having the status in this city that the mob bosses had, Clarke would have everything she could every possibly want.
But right now?
Pleasure. Just pleasure.
Hela chuckled at that thought, mouth wrapping around the top of Clarke's clit and suck on it hard, her tongue flicking against Clarke's clit still, and Natasha stroking her tongue up and down along the rest of Clarke's clit, as Niylah, almost sadistically, stroked her tongue along the inner walls of Clarke's vagina, making the vampire give a piercing, muffled shriek, as her eyes rolled up in her head again, her vision filled with nothing but blinding white as she was forced to feel her new climax and orgasm.