The man lifted Storm by her waist forcing her to lean back onto him in order to ease the pain his arms inflicted on her ribs. As their body's met she felt herself shudder as the man trailed a warm tongue up the side of her neck. "So sweet" he whispered. "I've missed this". The pain Storm felt as the man half dragged, half carried her broken body across the room was unbearable. She knew it would only a matter of time before she lost consciousness as she was slammed onto the desk with an unforgiving wham.
The man tore open her shirt like tissue paper the buttons of her blouse flying to the ground as it was ripped from her. With only one weakened arm moveable her pushing and hits did little to keep the man from opening her bra as well and the second the air hit her bare chest so did her shame. Toler smiled down at his "pet" as she turned away from his focused gaze. He would rape her mind before he did her body and by the time he was done there wouldn't be a inch on her he didn't own.
"Naughty, Naughty" he whispered. "Telling others of our little secret". "And you seemed like such a good girl". Storm's eyes widened at the mans words but her strained throat could do nothing in response. How had he known she wondered. "Just know this" his voice cooed into her ear. "I could have had you any time I wanted". "Of course" he said pressing a kiss on Ororo's bruised jaw. "It's much more fun when the dog comes to you". Pulling her face towards him he forced the woman into a brutal kiss.
Storm bucked around in her tormentors arms struggling to break free of the vice like grip he held on her hips to no avail. Moving back to watch her Toler smiled at his humiliated victim. Grabbing a hold of the top of her jeans he yanked down the remainder of her clothes jamming two fingers into the woman which earned him a rewarding yelp. "You know" he laughed as he drove the thick digits in and out of the squirming woman. "I've screwed a lot of mutant sluts in my day but you by far are my favorite".
Taking out his fingers he unzipped his jeans replacing them with his penis which he pushed into his victim with a single violent shove. Storm winced at the pain with the only thing she could do was whimper with each thrust as he pumped into her again and again. Her entire body felt as if it had been run through a grinder and having him inside her only added to the torture. She could feel all the pain now. There was not a place in or out of her body that didn't hurt. Storm knew the man groaning above her would kill her. It wasn't a matter of if but when. Looking back it wouldn't be her dying that hurt her but what her death meant for the one she had tried to protect and for that she cried. Had it not been for the reflection in her tears she wouldn't have seen it.
Closing her eyes she blinked as to ensure herself that what she was seeing was real but, sure enough on the edge of the desk above her was a copper letter opener. A flat pen length blade that had gone unnoticed up untill then. Quickly Storm took a hold of it.