Disclaimer: Do not own Marvel or The 100
Warnings for normalized sexual assault and rape
Training day
There was a day that was devoted strictly to the youngest of Clarke's mates' servants, where they would be expected to look after Clarke the whole day.
This was one of those days.
Now, "look after," consisted of Clarke being fed, protected, bathed, having anything she wanted-but also?
Fucked against her will, if it meant it brought her pleasure.
This was why the youngest of the servants; Felicia Hardy, Laura Kinney, Kamala Khan, Kate Bishop, MJ Watson, Peter Parker, America Chavez and now? Clint and Laura Barton's two oldest children, Jillian and Cooper Barton, and Jillian Cooper's mate, Mary, were here, groping Clarke while they watched her.
Clarke's mates were out for a while at their jobs-their very illegal jobs, Clarke presumed, and the other servants were watching the premises.
Clarke at this moment, was at the mercy of the youngest servants.
There was a bed out in the living room and the blinds pulled down and closed over the windows. Clarke lay between the younger servants.
When Jillian and Cooper had gotten involved, that was the closest Clarke had come to ordering her mates, Clint and Laura, to commit self-harm. Because she feared that there had been some sort of child grooming thing going on.
But no, as it turned out, Jillian had just found out about what her parents did to Clarke, and she apparently, had wanted Clarke too. She and her mate, Mary, and her brother, had all decided.
Jillian and Cooper were both adults-both above eighteen.
Their younger siblings were not yet eighteen. It made Clarke wonder if the other kids, when they were eighteen or older, would be given the option to fuck her against her will.
But she didn't want to think about that.
Currently, America was squeezing her right breast, and Cooper was fondling her ass cheeks.
Cooper, as Clarke had learned, did not have his father's obsession with rear ends, but he was quite fond of squeezing her ass cheeks.
Kamala Khan and Laura Kinney were snuggling up at her sides, their mouths close to her neck.
She gasped, when she felt Laura begin to reach between her legs and finger her through her thin panties.
"Wait," she protested, but she knew that none of them would listen.
Laura just chuckled, and pushed two of her fingers into Clarke's cunt, through the panties, spreading them, making Clarke whimper and buck her hips against her will.
"Oh, yeah, baby," Felicia purred.
"Let's get the straps out," Peter said eagerly. Needless to say, he didn't need any straps to fuck Clarke, but he loved watching his soulmates, Felicia and MJ fucking Clarke's brains out with them.
"In a moment," Mary, Jillian Barton's soulmate said, climbing up Clarke, and given that she had no shorts or panties on, easily sat on Clarke's face as Laura and Kamala gave her room to do so.
Jillian laughed as Mary rode Clarke's face and Laura, snickering, thrust her fingers harder and faster into Clarke, as Cooper and America restrained Clarke's arms and Felicia and Kate restrained Clarke's legs and spread them wide.
Clarke began to lick at Mary's cunt, being as aroused as she was, surrounded by Mary's cunt's scent and being fingered mercilessly by Laura.
Deciding to participate, Jillian reached down and Laura moved her fingers away, allowing Jillian to pull Clarke's panties all the way down.
As soon as Clarke's panties were off of her, Laura went back to fingering Clarke.
And Jillian joined her.
Laura had two fingers in Clarke and Jillian worked two fingers of her won into Clarke, the two young women stretching Clarke out as they did.
Clarke screamed as they did this, and as their thumbs began to stroke Clarke's clit.
Mary came hard and fast against Clarke's face, moaning out, while Laura and Jillian worked Clarke's clit and cunt, "Oh, baby…Jillian and I are gonna double-dick you so hard, you won't be able to walk tomorrow."
Clarke whimpered at the threat, hating that she was excited by the threat more than made fearful of it.
Mary pulled herself off of Clarke's face and as soon as she did, Kamala leaned forward and started kissing and licking up at Clarke's face.
The cum she was licking up, wasn't the cum she wanted to lick up. She wanted to lick Clarke's cum. But as long as she got to do something for Clarke? She was content for the moment.
Clarke clenched around Jillian and Laura's fingers, her eyes squeezed shut.
Both Kamala and MJ began to move their fingers out of Clarke, and they moved to restrain Clarke's arms, so that Cooper and America could have their fun next.
Jillian and Laura got up and went to get some strap-ons from the closets and drawers.
As they did this, Peter unzipped his pants and groaned, "Anyone mind if I fuck her with my dick, first?"
"Go ahead," Kamala moaned into Clarke's neck, "I want to taste her pussy, but I don't care if you come in her, as long as I get to eat her out. I don't care how she tastes, as long as I get her to cum with my mouth."
She felt Clarke shudder beneath her.
Peter moaned and with his pants barely down and his cock out, he lowered himself onto Clarke.
Clarke regularly took birth control, and it was rumored that Clarke was infertile, anyway.
And Peter had been checked out by the doctors, at his employers' command. He carried no infection or anything like that.
Clarke's mates wouldn't have let him or any of his fellow servants near Clarke, if anything like that had been found on any of them.
Any possibility of Clarke being in any pain or discomfort, was not an option.
Peter slid into Clarke extremely easily, as she was already very wet, Peter hadn't needed any lube.
And she was stretched out well, given all the times her mates and their servants had fucked her over the years, she would be able to take a lot of thick lengths.
Peter went in fully, balls deep, easily, and both he and Clarke moaned as he did.
Peter groaned against Clarke's neck as he entered her, moaning out, "Fuck, you're always so wet, baby."
He gently rocked back and forth into her, his cock rubbing against her clit and making her whimper as she unwillingly rocked her hips against him too.
Kamala smirked at the bliss on Clarke's face and she began to kiss the older woman's throat.
Jillian and Laura came back, carrying vibrators and straps and containers of lube.
They set the lube containers and the straps and vibrators down onto the padded table, where clean cloths had been put before, by their employers, for this exact purpose.
Given that Clarke's mates were depraved, but definitely not in the way that any family member would enjoy watching what their family members were doing, Clint and Laura and Barney and Simone had all stepped back and had not told either Jillian or Cooper to do anything.
Natasha, given how long she knew the Bartons, technically speaking? Was family too. And she had helped raise some of the Barton kids. So, she had had to not say anything, as well.
But Wanda, Pietro, Steve, Tony, Pepper, Elektra? They all had been happy to give advice.
Laura and Jillian both pushed down their pants and began to pull on the straps.
America saw this, smirked and got up, grabbing a vibrator and coming towards the bed, watching as Clarke was pounded into by Peter and the two of them came together, Clarke moaning, arching off of the bed, as she did, clenching around Peter.
Peter moaned, coming inside Clarke hard.
Peter slowly pulled out of Clarke, groaning about how wet Clarke still was, and America practically pounced on Clarke, the vibrator pressing against Clarke's clit and America put the vibrator up to its highest setting.
Clarke screamed instantly, being overstimulated as she arched, her clit being worked overtime by the vibrator.
America laughed every single time she made Clarke cum.
America moved back after making Clarke cum with the vibrator, four times, allowing Laura and Jillian to move in with their straps.
Jillian and Laura had lubed up their straps and were now walking closer to Clarke.
Clarke, in her exhausted haze, saw Jillian and Laura with straps, Jillian armed with a purple strap and Laura armed with a black one, and she tried to struggle away, but her legs were held open, and the rest of her body and her arms were pinned down.
"Don't worry, baby," Mary laughed, watching the scene, licking her lips at the sight, "Jillian's gonna make you feel good."
Jillian and Laura got onto the bed with Clarke and placed the heads of the cocks at Clarke's opening, slowly pushing in, both straps stretching Clarke's cunt wide as they both lowered themselves down onto their prey.
Clarke screamed into the air, arching, as the bumps and ridges of the straps rubbed against her pussy's walls and the thickness of the straps rubbed against her clit.
When they were sure that Clarke had adjusted to them both, Laura and Jillian began moving back and forth, hard.
Laura and Jillian fucked into Clarke, panting happily, watching Clarke twist under them and arch, and then Clarke screamed louder, and clenched around the toys inside her.
Laura came next, groaning against Clarke's right shoulder, and Jillian came after that, groaning into Clarke's left shoulder.
The two of them moved back, pulling out of her, allowing whoever else wanted a turn-(all of them) to pounce.
Cooper unzipped his pants in seconds and practically thrust into Clarke without another word, a filthy grin on his face as he did.
He was balls deep in her, in seconds.
"Oh, fuck, yeah," Cooper moaned, closing his eyes as he buried his face in Clarke's neck, listening to her moan as he moved back and forth, pulling out of her and thrusting back in.
Clarke shivered at his length in her.
It was horrific most likely, that she was comparing Barton male dick size, but that was what Clarke found herself doing, through her pleasured haze, as Cooper pounded into her.
Barney was the biggest of the Barton males that she had ever taken inside her. Clint was thick, but short.
Cooper? Was long. Quite long. Thin, but long.
This was by no means a disadvantage for Cooper; every time the twenty-one-year-old pulled all the way out of her, then thrust back in, both times, his cock would stroke against her clit, making her scream and buck her hips again.
"Yeah," Cooper chuckled as he thrust his cock back in, "Take it, bitch."
The dirty talk shouldn't have excited Clarke so much. But it did.
And she came hard, again, clenching around Cooper's cock, and he groaned into her neck as he came hard inside her, flooding her.
Cooper chuckled as his climax and then his orgasm subsided, "Such a wet slut."
He began pulling out of her, and a strap was handed to Kamala.
Kamala happily took it, as Cooper, with his dick hanging out, restrained Clarke's right arm, and Kamala put the big, pink strap-on on her person, and began lubing it up.
"Kamala," Laura snorted, watching this, "You're such a sucker for anything Clarke does."
Kamala smirked back at her mate as she said, "Can you blame me?"
Laura looked at Clarke, watching the almost naked young blonde, save for her loose-fitting, buttoned down, white shirt, her legs spread and a puddle of cum leaking out onto the bed's sheets, Clarke's face flushed with pink, a dazed look on her pleasured face.
Laura snorted again. She answered, "No. Not at all. Fuck her, Kamala. Fuck her good for me."
Kamala grinned and leaned in, pushing the thick head of the thick, pink cock into Clarke's cunt, pushing in gently.
Clarke gasped, trying to squirm, but as usual, was restrained.
Peter and America leaned in and began sucking at Clarke's nipples through Clarke's shirt, as Kamala began pushing the cock into Clarke.
When Kamala was hilt deep inside the older woman, Kamala reached to the back end of the strap and switched on the vibrating feature.
The very large and thick cock, covered in bumps, began to vibrate, hard, making Kamala moan at the sensation.
Clarke screamed and again arched.
She was already sensitive enough, now she felt the bumps all over the strap rub against her vaginal walls, felt her clit and pussy walls being rubbed against, and there was a cock deep inside her, and now, Kamala began thrusting back and forth inside the older woman.
Clearly it was too much, and Clarke was thrusting hard soon.
Kamala moaned as she watched Clarke thrust up hard against the ministrations.
This was what she wanted-to let Clarke know that she could please Clarke real well.
She could take care of Clarke too, just like Clarke's mates could.
Unknown to the servants, Clarke was never really left alone with her "babysitters."
There were cameras all over the house, and Clarke's mates were watching from one of their strongholds.
The screens where they watched, showed them the pleasurable sight.
Given that they were not so depraved, that they enjoyed viewing family members getting up to sexual activities, Clint, Laura, Barney, Simone and Natasha had vacated the area.
But the others were watching with fascination and delight.
They saw Clarke's face clearly enough to know when she was feeling pure, genuine pleasure.
Clarke was being brought a great deal of ecstasy.
Good.
Yes, they had known already that Kamala, Laura, Felicia, MJ, Peter, America and Kate, would all be attentive to Clarke's sexual needs.
But this day had been used, not just to train their young servants, but also to test Jillian Barton, her mate, Mary and Cooper Barton.
And it seemed that they were accomplishing precisely what Clarke's mates wanted them to.
As each of the young servants fucked Clarke's brains out, allowing Clarke to collapse onto the bed, each of them moved back as Clarke shook against the bed, panting.
How Clarke wasn't unconscious yet, was a miracle.
"I'll go get some water, chocolate and fruit, okay, baby?" Kamala said lovingly, as she undid her strap and let it land onto the floor hard, and she pulled up her pants and headed to the kitchen and Peter and MJ went to join her.
Felicia, who had been the one to most recently rail Clarke with a thick, green strap, pulled out and smirked down at Clarke, satisfied, her strap slathered with cum.
Chuckling, Cooper and Jillian both took one of Clarke's breasts into their hand, and squeezed Clarke's breasts, making Clarke moan as both siblings did this.
Mary laughed, reaching down and spanking Clarke's ass, making Clarke whimper at the sensation.
"Lemme check something," Cooper crooned, letting Clarke's breast go and reaching that hand between Clarke's legs, two fingers probing Clarke's cunt, finding Clarke still wet as an ocean.
"Fuck," he groaned, "She's still wet! We can go a few more times, before we stop."
"No-" Clarke began, suddenly broken out of her exhaustion to try to protest, when Jillian dove down as Cooper moved back, her mouth on Clarke's cunt, devouring her, and Clarke squirmed and thrashed as Jillian licked at her.
Mary, Cooper, Felicia, Kate, Laura and America held Clarke down as Jillian violated Clarke with her mouth.
"Don't worry, sweetie," Mary crooned, her left hand holding Clarke down, her right hand going to Clarke's right breast and squeezing it, as America reached over and squeezed Clarke's left breast, "Just let Jillian make you feel good."
Steve Rogers, Jessica Jones, Frank Castle, Wanda and Pietro Maximoff and Hela all watched from the security room in their stronghold, lecherous smiles on their faces at the sight on the TVs.
Clarke was gasping and moaning as she squirmed, going, "uh, uh, uh, uh," as Jillian was devouring Clarke's cunt, licking without fail.
It seemed that not only had the training gone well? But all three Jillian and Cooper Barton, and Mary, had succeeded-they would be participants in fucking Clarke, from now on, whenever Clarke was trusted with the youngest of Clarke's mates' servants.
As Clint and Laura had explained to Clarke, there had been no grooming that had gone on.
Clint and Laura hadn't even mentioned what they were doing with Clarke. But Jillian and Cooper had found out, nonetheless, and had wanted to fuck her too.
And Mary had wanted Clarke as well, when she saw some of the videos.
If there was any victim here? It was Clarke.
But Clarke seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit.
And even though all of them knew that they were depraved monsters for what they were doing to her, what mattered the most to them? Were those pleasured moans that Clarke was currently making.
Which was why, as Clarke came hard into Jillian's mouth, screaming as she did, and Jillian moaning into Clarke's cunt, all Clarke's present mates who were watching could do, as they listened to Clarke's moans and screams, were lick their lips hungrily.
Author's note
I want to emphasize this, everyone has been aged up. Everyone is an adult in this fic. And like I said in the fic, Jillian and Cooper weren't force into this or even persuaded into it. They did it because they found out about what was being done to Clarke and wanted her too.
So, no child grooming. Yes, I wrote Clarke's mates and their employees to be very, very bad people, but I wrote them as well, to have lines that even they wouldn't go over.