Disclaimer: Do not own Marvel or The 100

Warnings for normalized sexual assault and unhealthy relationships

Mommy's going to take care of you all day

Clarke wasn't entirely sure how she had agreed to this. But now that she was in this situation? It wasn't going to stop until she was unconscious.

Usually, her mates forced themselves on her, but they had asked her if she had wanted to do this-and they had told her that they wouldn't stop until she was unconscious or if she stopped coming, but besides that? They wouldn't stop.

But Clarke had agreed, and now she was tied on the bed, in an unconventional fashion, her legs tied apart, naked, of course, her arms tied under her, her wrists secured to fuzzy ropes that went down to the feet of the bed and the other ends of the ropes were secured there.

Her ankles were secured to the feet of the bed, as well, her ass was out, and she was practically placed in a fetal position, her pussy and ass right there for anyone to touch if they wanted.

So, it began like that, after Pietro, Wanda, Natasha and Sylvie had tied Clarke there and had fingered her, licked her pussy from behind, then Sylvie had taken a fat strap to her and had pounded her with it, making Clarke come for the eighth time that day, Sylvie then had moved away, Pietro had unzipped his pants and thrust into Clarke.

The two of them had cum together, the Pietro had moved away, and Wanda went to town on Clarke, cooing to Clarke as Clarke panted into the bed, about how wet Clarke was for her "mommy."

And of course, Clarke came hard instantly as soon as she heard "mommy."

After Wanda groaned and came soon after Clarke did, she moved away, and then Natasha thrust hard into Clarke with her strap, before Clarke could recover, sneering in a vulgar tone of voice, "Now that you took mommy's cock, it's time to take daddy's cock, love."

Clarke came again hard, and so did Natasha, then she pulled out, and she and Wanda, Sylvie and Pietro stood by the door as the redhead said, grinning lewdly, "We've prepared your pussy, malen'kiy. Now, your pussy's ready for anyone."

Clarke whimpered, aroused and still wet, still ready for more.

Her libido was so extreme, given she most likely by nature, was built to try to compensate with having multiple mates.

And she was aware that there were several containers of lube on the table.

So, her pussy and ass were in fact available to anyone in the house that wanted to have a go with her.

Natasha, Wanda, Pietro and Sylvie had made sure she ate and drank and went to the bathroom before starting this.

And there were cameras around, so, her mates would know when to interfere if she needed anything, if a great deal of time had gone by and she needed to drink something and eat again.

So, she was not moving for a while.

A few minutes after she heard Pietro, Wanda, Natasha and Sylvie walk away, she heard footsteps approaching, and in no way to her surprise, she heard a zipper being pulled down.

She heard one of the containers of lube being picked up and opened and heard the lube being smeared.

She then heard the container of lube being capped again and placed on the table, she then heard the footsteps coming closer.

She felt her thighs being gripped and felt the head of a flesh and blood cock being pressed up against her cunt.

She realized who she was about to be fucked by, when she heard Scott Lang's voice.

He said, "Sorry, it's not just your mates that are gonna get to fuck you till you're unconscious, baby girl. All of us are going to. So, take daddy's cock."

Scott thrust in hard and began moving back and forth. Clarke cried out into the mattress, then she whimpered when she heard footsteps approaching from behind, then heard Eddie Brock's voice.

Eddie laughed, "Oh, shit, you got into her cunt first? Well, I'm going to join your cock, Lang."

There was the sound of a zipper being undone and Clarke heard the lube being used, then Clarke groaned, when she felt something beginning to squeeze in past Scott's cock, entering her.

Two cocks were now inside her.

And Eddie reached under her and began to stroke her clit.

Clarke was sobbing now, as the pleasure was becoming unbearable.

She tried to push out the words, "stop," even though she couldn't form words at the moment, and even if she knew that they wouldn't stop, no matter how many times she pleaded.

She came hard again, clenching around both cocks, and Eddie groaned, thrusting up hard into her, coming first, then Scott did seconds later.

Eddie snorted with laughter as he and Scott pulled out of her and both Eddie and Scott smacked her ass, Eddie slapping Clarke's right ass cheek and Scott slapping her left ass cheek, then they walked out of the room.

Clarke shivered on the bed, cum on her arms and on the bed and on her inner thighs.

She didn't know how long it was until the next person arrived, but as they did, they didn't even bother with the lube-they didn't have to. Clarke was soaking and she had been stretched enough over time.

So, the very thick strap-on went in easily.

Clarke screamed into the mattress as soon as the strap went into Clarke, up to the hilt.

She felt an arm wrap around her waist and felt a hand going to her clitoris, palming it gently.

Clarke whimpered and cried out as she thrust back against her will, into the strap that was fucking her.

Clarke gasped and cried out, her vision filled now with fireworks.

And she vaguely made out Jessica's voice, laughing out, "How do you like mommy's fat cock, baby girl?"

Between the stimulation, the penetration, Jessica's lewd words and again, hearing the word, "mommy," Clarke came hard. Perhaps harder than she had all day, shrieking as she did.

Later on, Bruce arrived and barely pushed his pants down as he thrust into her, moaning, "cum for daddy," the whole time.

Needless to say, she came.

Then Hope came by with a strap.

Then Carol and Brunnhilde fucked Clarke together; lubing up their straps and filling up her cunt with them.

Then Laura and Clint arrived, and Clarke was not surprised at all that Clint lubed up his cock and jammed it into her asshole, balls deep, panting the whole time, while Laura lubed up her strap and thrust it hard into Clarke's cunt.

Then Barney arrived and fucked so hard that she actually almost passed out, but didn't.

Then Simone came by and did the same-Clarke almost passed out, both from the force of Simone fucking her and from hearing Simone refer to herself as "mommy."

Then Frank arrived, unzipped his pants, thrust into Clarke's soaking pussy and purred to the blonde the whole time as his hand stroked her clit, "It's alright, baby, daddy's right here."

Clarke gasped out, trying to focus on stopping the overstimulation but couldn't and just panted out, "no, no, no, no."

Frank heard her and kept cooing as he continued to thrust his hips back and forth fast, and as he continued to stroke Clarke's clit, "It's okay. Just clench around your daddy. Daddy's got you."

And it was then that Clarke did as her daddy, Frank said. She came hard and clenched around his thick cock, screaming into the bed as she did, eyes clenching shut and she heard Frank groan behind her, and felt him cum inside her, making her whimper.

Then the worst of it arrived, like Clarke suspected it would.

Peggy.

Clarke came almost as soon as she heard Peggy's voice by the bed.

The ultimate mommy.

Clarke shivered, certain that Peggy knew what was going on in her head as Peggy chuckled, getting up on the bed and placing the head of her thick strap-on against her vaginal opening.

She heard Peggy's voice then.

Peggy said, "I think this is what you've been waiting for you, right, sweetie? A good fuck from your mommy?"

Clarke sobbed into the bed, even more vulnerable now that she heard Peggy calling herself "mommy."

And all she could do was sob out the words, "Oh, mommy, please…please make me yours."

And that was the best permission that Peggy needed-not that she wasn't already going to fuck Clarke's brains out, even without Clarke's permission, but Clarke almost felt Peggy's smirk behind her, as the brunette thrust the strap in, and Clarke screamed into the room as her mommy began to fuck her.

"It's okay, princess," Peggy cooed, reaching beneath Clarke and stroking Clarke's clit with her thumb, as she rolled her hips and started to fuck the young blonde on the bed hard, "Mommy's going to take care of you all day."

Clarke knew that pretty much anyone could come and go and use her today in this situation, but Clarke hoped desperately that Peggy meant her words.

Peggy smiled at Clarke, still pumping her hips as she still stroked Clarke's clit.

Clarke didn't need to worry. Peggy wasn't planning on going anywhere. She, Sif and Jane had fallen for Clarke.

Then again, all of the servants had fallen for Clarke, hard.

But Peggy wasn't going anywhere. The rest of the day, whoever wanted to have their fun with Clarke, could, but Peggy wasn't leaving the room. When whoever came in left, Peggy was going to still look after Clarke's needs until the next…eh….lover came by.

Peggy pumped her hips hard, making Clarke whimper in pleasure.

Peggy meant what she said to Clarke. She would take care of Clarke all day. As Clarke's mates had instructed-until Clarke couldn't cum anymore, or until she passed out.