By Bernie

Aspen Matthews did her best to hide her shivers from the man that stood before her.  Mr. Sebastien, she knew from Caitlin Fairchild's stories, was actually a demon in disguise.  From her own firsthand experience, she knew his power was considerable, but it was his taste for raping women that truly terrified her.  "My name is Aspen Matthews." she said, her hand still extended towards him.  Sebastien took it, and kissed her palm gently, letting go immediately afterwards.  Aspen was surprised at his gentlemanly conduct.  His touch was actually very gentle, and his promptness of letting her hand go was fast enough that Aspen knew he was being polite, without causing her alarm.  "I...uhh...would like your help." she finally stuttered.

Sebastien smiled before speaking, "Would you please sit down?  I believe that would be my duty as a gracious host."

Once again, his behavior completely contradicted the Sebastien that Aspen had met before.  The marine biologist decided not to change it by mentioning any of their previous run-ins.  Aspen sat back down.  "Like I said, I'd like your help.  From what I understand...you're an...expert on demons."

"You might say that." replied Sebastien, folding his hands together.

"Yes well...my...friend has recently been kidnapped by someone I believe to be a demon."

"What makes you say that it was a demon?"

"The way he seduced her, changed her, and how they disappeared before my eyes."

"I see, I suppose those are dead giveaways you aren't dealing with mere human kidnappers."

"Anyway, I was wondering if there was anything you could do to help me."

Sebastien paused for a moment, which Aspen interpreted that he was pondering.  Finally, he spoke again, "And if I do, what do you have to offer me?"

"I....could offer you money." replied Aspen, caught off guard by the question.

Sebastien scoffed, "Money.  Do you think you have any amount of money that I would care about?" he said, raising his hands to proclaim his wealth.

"Then...I...don't know what else to offer you...." said Aspen, wary of what the dark man may demand of her.

"How about this?" said Sebastien.  "I will help you with your predicament.  You don't have to give me anything in return.  But, during the period that I help you, you must do as I say."

"Ummm..." stuttered Aspen, unsure how to reply to a suspiciously generous offer.

"If you do not answer within ten seconds, I retract it.  Then, you will be on your own."

A few seconds passed, Aspen wasted them with random, desperate thoughts, until she noticed Sebastien's impatient look and hastily said, "All right." in a soft whisper, closing her eyes in shame.

Sebastien smiled, nodding his head in acknowledgment.  "Good.  I'm glad you're accepting my offer."

"I want Sara back so much." said Aspen.

"Oh, I'm sure you do." said Sebastien as he stood up.  "Now, shall we get started?  I'm sure you want this whole matter solved quickly."

"Oh yes." she replied without hesitation.  "What do you want me to do first?"

"Come with me." he said, extending his hand.  Wary of his reputation despite his present appearance, Aspen took his hand.  Sebastien clamped tightly around it and led her down a series of hallways, until they reached a pair of polished wooden doors.  Sebastien placed his free hand against it, whispering softly.  The door glowed red briefly before fading back and opening with a loud groan.  Sebastien hurriedly took Aspen inside, and the doors quickly shut after them.  Aspen gasped with horror as she saw the contents of the chamber.  Various manacles, wooden frames and shelves lined with sexual instruments adorned every wall.  "Oh god..." she whispered, trying to step back but found Sebastien would not let go of her hand.  "Please, don't..." she begged, her voice terrified.

"Really now, it's for your own good Aspen." said Sebastien in a sinister tone.  "Why don't you just relax and do as I say?"

"Fuck you!" she yelled, tearing her hand out of his.  She concentrated and gathered her water controlling powers, ready to rip Sebastien apart.  "Don't do that." demanded Sebastien, his voice stern and cold.

Aspen suddenly found her hold on her powers gone.  She tried to focus them again, and again, but all her attempts failed.  "No...how...?" she whispered as she stepped back towards the chamber doors.

"You agreed to do everything I said." replied Sebastien, strolling casually towards her trembling form.  "A mind so weak as yours, so desperately obsessed with that woman, is so easy to control once they have consented to a deal with the devil."

Aspen turned quickly and jiggled the handle of the door, only to find it wouldn't even budge.  "HELP!!  HELP!!!!" she screamed, Sebastien slowly advancing on her.  "You're in my realm now." he said.  "Nobody will help you, except me."

Sebastien grabbed Aspen by the arms, the tanned woman flailed within his hold, her legs kicked at his crotch and legs but the demon man felt nothing from her weak and desperate blows.  Sebastien smiled and with a calm expression on his face, slammed Aspen into the wooden doors, over, and over, and over, and over until she hung limp, but conscious, as planned by the devil.

"I promised I would help you with your problem." reiterated Sebastien.  "But, I never said I would help you find that woman of yours.  I'll help you the best way I see fit, by giving you experiences so great, you'll never need that woman again."

Aspen did not respond, her body too weak to fight or even speak.  Her lips tried to mutter, but only a very soft and very quiet "no..." sound was emitted.

Sebastien slung Aspen over his shoulder, taking her to a wooden frame with a video camera on a tripod stationed in front of it.  He fastened her limp wrists in leather manacles built into the wood, while doing the same with her ankles, taking a moment to stroke her stocking covered thigh.  Aspen hung her head low against her chest, still weak and barely conscious, but also in shame that she believed Sebastien would ever help her find Sara.  She came to the realization that Lara Croft's earlier observation was right, she was obsessed with her.

"Oh Aspen, look up dear." said Sebastien as he zoomed the camera to an angle he liked.  "I like to at least see the girl's face once in all of my videos.  It's so difficult to keep track of them otherwise." the devil man said with a smirk on his face.  "You should feel fortunate, this is exactly what I did to my beloved Caitlin the first time I raped her.  I have since reserved this method only for her.  But you, I have a feeling you'll prove worthy."

The devil finished setting the camera, then left it on as he returned to his place behind Aspen, where he removed his jacket and shirt. The devil bared his teeth, fangs glinting with drool.  He extended claws out of his fingertips and placed his hands on Aspen's shoulders, and with a quick swipe downwards, ripped off her jacket.  Another rip and her blouse was in shreds.  Sebastien continued swiping at her with his short claws, his skill so precise he sliced away her clothes without cutting her skin.  Aspen could only begin to cry as her worst nightmare came true, she was going to be raped by Sebastien and most likely become his slave for the rest of her life.  She looked up for a moment and saw her reflection in the camera lens, which only caused her to sob even more as she realized her degradation was about to be immortalized on videotape, to be watched by strangers over and over and over.

Within seconds, Aspen hung in her bonds with only her high heeled shoes on, her shredded bra finally slipping off her round tits to bare her nipples to the camera.  Sebastien took a long leather whip from the closet, then ran it slowly against Aspen's back, the bronze woman shuddered with discomfort and fear beneath it's cool touch.

"Believe me dear, this will make all your problems go away." smirked the devil before he snapped the whip across Aspen’s left buttock. Aspen yelped in surprise, a small red welt burning on her smooth flesh.  Sebastien lashed again, forming a red welt between her shoulders.  Aspen screamed, sobbing and heaving as the pain flared from her nerves.  Sebastien smiled, the sound of Aspen's suffering like music to his demonic ears.  Indulging in his work for only a moment, he struck again, striking down her spine.  Aspen's lithe body tensed as she screamed, only to turn her head down in exhaustion and shame as she saw the camera continuing to stare lewdly at her degradation.  Her breasts heaved heavily in unison as she gasped for breath, her back on fire with painful red welts.  Sebastien lashed at Aspen over and over, her back and buttocks covered with criss-crossing red cuts.  Aspen moaned as she hung limp in her bonds.  The abuse, coupled with the arousing idea of being watched on videotape, made her wet, despite her lingering fear and self loathing.

The devil stopped his ravages for a moment and walked around his prize, smiling as he sensed her arousal.  "Do you like it it?" he asked, running the whip under her chin.  He took a heavy breath, drinking in the musky scents escaping from her slit.

"Uhh...." groaned Aspen, her pussy screamed for her to utter "YES!", but her mind held her back so only unintelligible moans escaped her lips.  Sebastien ran a finger between her heaving breasts, gathering the sweat that glistened off her voluptuous naked body.  The devil looked up at Aspen for a moment before grinning and driving his finger up her pussy.  Aspen moaned loudly, her legs trembling as the devil drilled into her womanhood.  Sebastien pulled out quickly, long before she could orgasm, leaving Aspen with a longing look in her eyes.  He put the honey coated finger to his lips and licked one half clean, feeding the other half to Aspen, who cleaned it ravenously.  Sebastien pulled his finger out of her trembling lips, meeting much resistance from her consuming tongue.

"I think your actions speak louder than words." he said confidently, stroking Aspen's right cheek with his saliva soaked finger.  Aspen moaned under his seductive influence, closing her eyes and writhing in submission, her bonds biting into her flesh.  He traced along her lips before kissing Aspen on the mouth.  Aspen moaned softly, her hot breath and heavy panting arousing the devil, along with the sensual aroma of her sweat and cum oozing from her body.  Sebastien's hands roved over her sweaty curves, Aspen wriggled in her bonds, making the leather creak with stress as her muffled moans continued to escape from beneath Sebastien's kiss.  His long, demonic tongue dove into her eager mouth, overpowering her slack muscle to ravage it as much as he did her body.  Sebastien licked up the side of her face, moving down her neck as his right hand reached down to her dark-haired pussy.  Aspen shuddered with desire as Sebastien fondled her labia, her sticky flesh burning with desire.

While raking his tongue across Aspen's raised arm, his hand massaged her cunt with greater intensity.  Aspen moaned weakly, her nipples throbbing and aching with need, desperate to be suckled.  Sebastien reached around and pulled back on Aspen's sweat soaked hair with his left hand while his right continued to stroke her pussy.  With his tongue returning to her panting mouth, he drove his fingers deep within her hole, the heat growing with his every movement.  Aspen hung limply except for her pelvis, which wriggled constantly with excitement.  Her lips constantly panted and groaned as she gyrated her hips onto Sebastien's probing fingers.  Just as Aspen felt her body reach the rapturous peak before an orgasm, the devil deliberately pulled out.  He brought his honey soaked fingers to his mouth, licking them hungrily but slowly, her heady taste sumptuous on his tongue. Aspen opened her eyes, her hands spread open as she shook the wooden frame.

"What?" the devil asked, as if totally naive of her wants.

"Please....more...." Aspen begged with a sensual whisper, thrusting herself as an offering to Sebastien.

Sebastien smiled, cupping her chin and enjoying the relieved expression that appeared on her face the instant he touched her.  The devil enjoyed it even more as the expression disappeared beneath his slap to her cheek.  "You little slut." he said, walking back to the camera.  He took out the tape and crushed it in his powerful hands, causing Aspen to almost whimper, as if she wasn't even worthy of being recorded.

"After all, Aspen Matthews, I seem to recall a certain incident where you and your lesbian lovers were responsible for me losing Caitlin." he said, the light-heartedness in his voice gone.  Aspen's eyes widened in shock as he revealed his knowledge.  "Yes," he said, acknowledging her look, "I haven't forgotten."

"No....," the tanned woman said weakly, "...please...", she paused, unsure of what to beg for, freedom or slavery.

"You are unworthy of my company." Sebastien said, snapping his fingers.  "It's time you see what I do to whores like you."

At that instant, a circle of green flame ignited around Aspen's bound form.  Aspen gasped in shock at the sudden flash of light and intense heat it produced, her body struggling vainly to escape.  The fire grew higher until it reached up to the ceiling, the last thing Aspen saw was Sebastien grinning maliciously before her vision was completely filled with green fire.

Aspen panted, the air becoming hot and uncomfortable to breath.  Sweat droplets beaded off her slender body from the intense heat the blaze radiated.  Her head hung low against her breast, her body bound and helpless as the flames raged around her, a dreadful vision of it being her funeral pyre filling her thoughts.

As quickly as it appeared, the flames suddenly died.  Aspen opened her eyes and looked up as she felt the heatwave die to be replaced with a more constant, moist heat.  She surveyed the area slowly, still wary as to what lay out there.  Her body was still bound in the wooden frame and weakened from Sebastien's abuse.  In front of her she faced nothing but a rocky wall, as if she was inside a cave.  Everything looked red through her eyes, as if a giant scarlet light was illuminating her surroundings.  Behind her, she heard strange sounds, the ones which terrified her the most, were the whispers.

Aspen trembled in her bonds, hoping her newly reinforced terror would help her escape.  Her efforts produced no results however, and through the whispers, she heard footsteps.

"HELP ME!!!  PLEASE HELP ME!!!!" she wailed, the footsteps and whispers behind her growing louder.  The only response to her cries were her own echoes, revealing the sheer magnitude of the area she was in.  The footsteps stopped directly behind her, and she sensed someone was indeed behind her.  She felt a hand touch her sweaty hair gently, causing her to scream in terror.  Aspen could not deny it any longer, she was not alone here.  Warm piss flowed out of her vagina, the fear inside her causing her heart to beat so fast she felt like it would explode out of her chest.  She muttered quickly under her breath prayers, over and over and over, desperate and terrified.  She heard and felt heavy breathing against her ear, the person or creature standing behind her was now right against her.  "Bitch....hot....", two of the worst words Aspen ever imagined she could hear, were whispered in her ear.

Suddenly, the wooden frame she was surrounded by was picked up, and she was being dragged.  The marine biologist still couldn't muster the courage to look behind her at her captor, her worst fears were already confirmed, she felt at least by not looking, she would be spared a little bit of terror.

After an agonizing few minutes, Aspen nearly had a heart attack when she suddenly stopped.  She squeezed her eyes shut and wished desperately she could focus out her hearing as whispers echoed through her brain.  Although mostly unintelligible, she could hear a few key words, "New bitch....cunt....fuck....sex....".

She could sense a group of bodies flanking her from all sides, all of them radiated an extremely high amount of heat for a person.  For a few moments, nothing happened.  Aspen, the heat and strange noises too much for her, gave in to her curiosity and opened her eyes just a crack.

She saw a group of very large muscular men staring at her, all of them naked except for a leather face mask.  The only parts of their faces visible were their eyes, which glared at her through twin holes.  Their cocks were all erect and enormous, and their stances, much to Aspen's dismay, betrayed their feelings.  They were anxious.

One of them finally stepped forward, gawking at Aspen's shivering bound form.  Aspen shuddered violently when he touched her on the shoulder, almost screaming out loud.  The man slowly traced down from her shoulder to her sagging right tit.  He touched it with fascination, as if never having touched a woman's breast before.  He cupped it in his hand, bouncing it and flicking at Aspen's hardening nipple with his thumb.  Aspen bit her lip as she fought her growing arousal, her pussy grew moist as the lust Sebastien instilled in her began boiling to the surface by the man's touch.  Her focus on the man handling her breast was the reason why she failed to notice the man standing right behind her, until she finally heard his hot breathing, but then it was too late.  She felt his hands reach over to grip her inner thighs and pry them apart violently, her flexibility stretched to the limit.  Aspen cried out in pain as she felt the man's cock drive up her asshole, her rectal muscles tightening around the foreign object instantly.  The man behind her rammed against her violently, spreading her legs farther apart with his intense thrusts.  Her pussy lips spread wide open, making the other men in the crowd tremble with greater excitement as musky wafts of arousal escaped her vagina.  Aspen screamed constantly, the man's unyielding organ was tightly packed up her ass and expanding rapidly, she could feel his beastial arousal growing with his increasingly loud grunts.  Finally, one of the gawking men stepped forward and rammed his dick into Aspen's vagina, spread wide open by his partner.  Aspen cried helplessly, the pain of two immense cocks in both her orifices too much for her.  She could hear her rapist's muffled, almost inhuman grunts escape from beneath the leather masks.  They were becoming louder and more excited as they raped her harder.  Her sweaty body rocked between their thrusting forms, helpless and bound to their debauchery.

Her rapist from behind reached around and grabbed her bouncing tits, fondling them roughly and pinching her sensitive nipples.  Aspen moaned helplessly, partly from bliss elicited by the men's attentions.  With tears staining her cheeks she orgasmed ferociously, her body quaking between her rapists in a fleshy sandwich, hot cum entering her ass and pussy simultaneously.  Aspen accepted her rapists ejaculations with shameful relish, her salacious hungers too rampant to ignore at the moment.  Her rapists eventually pulled out after their loads were expired, leaving her dripping form to hang limp in her frame.  Aspen, her lips slack with drool and her tits heaving with desperate panting, hoped the ordeal was over.  But then, two more men came to take the place of her two previous rapists.  Then two more, then two more, then two more, and then, her initial rapists, finally recovered from fucking Aspen, returned to their positions once again, and so on.

Countless hours passed, as did a countless number or rapists, both repeat offenders and newcomers, although Aspen stopped paying attention.  They were all the same beastial pair of men to her, performing the same vile acts on her naked body.  The tanned woman laid still on the ground, released from her bonds but far too weak to escape.  She simply laid back, numb from abuse, being raped yet again by two rapists.  Her only movements were the jerking of her body as it was rocked by her latest assaulters.  "Fu...uck you...." she muttered through a sperm filled mouth, "I hate you...." she weakly said in protest, knowing her words would do little but waste her precious breath.  One man was kneeling between her legs, thrusting with seemingly infinite sexual intensity, while another man laid beneath her with his veined spear thrust up her ass and fondling her tits relentlessly.  Her vagina, ass and tits all glowed red from the endless abuse.  The intense pain that flared from her womanly parts was only dwarfed by the lewd pleasure she felt as she was ravaged every passing second.  As she tried to open her mouth yet again to curse at her tormentors, another man saw the opportunity to fuck her in the mouth.  Her maw instantly became stuffed with another man's cock, the latest in a long series that began when the intellectually challenged men freed her from her bonds and found another orifice to slam their manhood into.  Aspen could only accept the latest penis, not even having enough strength to bite it.  The man's humping of her face was enough to drive him to climax and fill her throat with his hot load.  She simply allowed the sticky fluid to flow through her, ignoring it's taste as it washed over her tongue and swallowed it, her throat sore from the gallons of seed she had been fed over the course of her ordeal.

The man humping Aspen's sore cunt grunted loudly as his final thrust caused him to blast his load of sperm, his third into Aspen since her arrival as their new sextoy.  Aspen merely shuddered weakly, her mind long detached from her body despite the ferocity of the orgasms she continued to have.  "I want to die..." she kept thinking, her mind barely able to think from all the horrible pleasure her brain was soaking in.

Finally, after feeling the hot seed of the man sodomizing her erupt into her rectum, all three rapists picked her up and dragged her by the feet.  As Aspen began moving, she began gurgling, her sex soaked body accustomed to standing still.  The tanned woman began vomiting out sperm, the white slime spewing out of her mouth to cover her face and chin.  Aspen didn't care however, even as her head bumped and bounced roughly on the rocky gravel beneath her.  Her hair, soaked with sperm and sweat, became caked with sand and dust.  Wishing they would be merciful to her and cast her off a tall cliff, Aspen was devastated when they propped her up on an elevated stone platform, hateful that she was still alive for their own pleasure.  The square stone was about seven by seven feet, and the cold surface was grey with layers of pale stains that Aspen recognized as dried cum.  "Oh god," she dreaded, her half-closed eyes able to see the dozens of beastial rapists gathering around her with growing excitement in their yells.  Aspen laid on the stone, still and defeated, lacking any strength to resist their assaults, which she knew would continue until she dies.  That thought, gave Aspen some comfort.  "At least I will eventually die." she thought to herself.

Aspen suddenly heard something land on the stone platform, followed by a soft grunt.  She recognized that sound as a woman.  Aspen moaned in confusion, unable to comprehend the latest turn of events.  "What?" she asked herself, "is that another victim of these animals?"

Gathering what little strength she had, Aspen forced her head up, the slight elevation of her sperm filled torso caused her to throw up more vile seed.  Supporting herself on her rickety arms, she saw the woman that joined her on the platform.  Her skin was pale and creamy, while her shimmering red-gold hair flowed down to the middle of her back.  Her naked body was slender and extremely curvaceous, while her current, cat-like pose made her all the more desirable to the eyes.  Aspen looked into the face of this new woman, recognizing it the instant she threw back her red locks to bare it completely.

"Oh god!" she whispered, coughing through the thick sperm puke in her mouth.  "Jean Grey?"

Jean smiled at the sound of her name, the first time anyone in ages had called her anything other than 'whore.'  Aspen sat wide-eyed in shock, too weak to move as Jean crawled over to her naked form.

"Please...Jean...no...." she cried, remembering the ordeal the psychic mutant put her and Sara through, and aware to Jean's current radiating desire for her flesh.  Jean hovered over her and gazed into her eyes for just a moment, which was right before Aspen blacked out.

Aspen gasped at the sudden silence that filled her ears, along with the cool air flowing over her body.  She looked around, and saw nothing but darkness in every direction.  Jean Grey standing before her was the only object in sight.  "Hello Aspen," she said in an almost girlish voice, wantonly standing naked before Aspen.

The marine biologist covered her crotch and tits modestly, not wanting to further arouse Jean.  "Jean?  What...what happened?"

"Oooohhh...I'm talking to you with my mind.  I'm flattered you remember my name." she said in a playful voice.  "Master doesn't talk to me much, neither do the men." she said in an exaggerated somber tone, her lips pouting and her torso leaning back on her hip.

"Master?" asked Aspen, her mind still foggy.  "Oh, Sebastien." she said, despising the sound of the devil man's name.

"Shhh..." said Jean, putting a finger to her lips.  "Master doesn't like it when his fucktoys say his name.  He beats them bad for it." she giggled.  "I sometimes said his name anyway, so he would fuck me harder."

Aspen, sighed, deciding Jean in her current state wouldn't be of any help to her.  "So why did are you talking to me telepathically?"

"I told you, you remembered my name.  I almost forgot it myself." replied Jean, still in a playful voice.  "I think I should do something for you in return."

The dark haired woman, disgusted and afraid of the Jean that stood before her, thought carefully about her offer, being the only sign of help that she probably would ever get. "Jean, can you transmit a message with your powers to say, Nevada?" she asked hopefully.

"Hmmm?" asked Jean, her broken mind pondering what Nevada was.  "Oh...oh yeah." she acknowledged.  "But..." she said sadly, tracing a small circle in the air with her fingers and pouting her lips sadly.  "That's hard to do now.  I have to ask you for more than just remembering my name."

Disgusted but still hopeful of Jean's childish enslaved behavior, Aspen consented, desperate for any hope of escape.  "Fine." she said sternly, sensing Jean's sex-obsessed brain was incapable of anything too horrible.

"Oh good!" Jean said, clapping playfully and jumping.  "Fuck me." she said happily.  "Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me...." she sang, the words repeating in Aspen's mind with a piercing echo.

Lara Croft stepped out of the hotel bathroom, her freshly showered body covered in nothing but a towel.  "When is our flight leaving?" asked Caitlin impatiently.

"Tomorrow night." answered Lara, exhausted at Caitlin's recent change in attitude.  The British woman tossed aside the towel and crawled into the bed with Caitlin, who was clad in her nightgown.  Lara smiled and nuzzled sensuously against Caitlin, rubbing her large tits against her lover's arm while Lara's left hand reached into the nightgown to fondle the redhead's left breast.  Caitlin stood still, her face and attitude cold towards Lara's affections.  "If you don't mind Lara," she said with a heavy sigh, "I think I'd like to go to bed straight for once."

Lara, surprised at her ward's response, slowly pulled away from Caitlin, crawling into the room's other bed.  "Oh," she stuttered in a surprised voice, "that's fine."  Lara crawled under the sheets, wrapping her nude form in warmth, and for the first time in months, fell asleep without at least a kiss from Caitlin Fairchild.

"You fucking whore." muttered Aspen under her breath as she leaned forward and looked at Jean, the howls of the crowd becoming louder and more intimidating.  Jean knelt against Aspen, grabbing her dark maned head to hold it tightly against her bosom.  Aspen hesitantly sucked Jean's left tit, wanting to please Jean just enough for her to send out her message.  Jean moaned softly, rubbing Aspen's face harder against her breast, amplifying her captive's suckling motions.  Aspen groaned softly, being smothered by Jean's mammary.  She bit Jean's nipple gently, cirling around it with her wet tongue.  The horny redhead lifted Aspen from her breast, cradling her beautiful face for a moment before kissing her hungrily on the mouth, sucking and feasting upon Aspen's soft lips.

Aspen was overwhelmed with unexpected bliss from Jean's attentions.  Her skin instantly became flushed with erotic heat as Jean's tongue danced inside her mouth luridly, fondling her own weak muscle.  Jean became rabid with hunger for Aspen's saliva, sucking madly on her tongue as she drank from the tanned woman's mouth, the thick residue of sperm still prevalent inside her.  Lust overpowering her, Aspen's hands roved over Jean's sweaty body, caressing her smooth buttocks.  Aspen reveled in the smooth touch of Jean's flesh, her pussy burning for the redhead's love, despite constant objections from her mind.  "Fuck you." moaned Aspen, despising herself for her growing desire for Jean, and loathing the redhead for arousing her so much.  Jean smiled, the mindless slave enjoying being treated like a slut.

Jean leaned down to suck on Aspen's right tit, adorning it a coat of gleaming saliva.  Aspen gasped, her tits and body quivering with reluctant rapture.  Jean, her mouth still encircling and suckling Aspen's luscious nipple, reached down between Aspen's thighs to stroke the folds of Aspen's hot pussy.  Jean felt Aspen's labia, the fleshy petals still drenched with the sperm of an endless parade of rapists.  Aspen groaned softly, her clit still aching with pain, and a tingling, growing hunger.  Jean massaged Aspen's dark-haired cunt, drawing more of the woman's musky juices to trickle out of her abused sex.

Aspen's tits heaved heavily as her torso undulated, her lips slightly open as her lungs pumped desperately for air.  Her hands madly roved over Jean, finally burying themselves in her thick red hair.  Aspen was going mad with rapturous nirvana, her mind almost shattering as Jean slipped one delicate finger up her smouldering vagina, feeding the intense hunger the redhead had been teasing since the beginning.  Jean smiled, her psychic powers enhancing Aspen's mental feedback while lowering her defenses, letting her experience pure, unnatural lust.  Aspen groaned continuously, pumping her hips constantly against Jean's probing digit.  Jean, her mouth still fastened against Aspen's right tit, flicked over her engorged nipple, drinking the perspiration that oozed from her pores.  Aspen screamed, tensing as her pussy exploded, juices gushing out her cunt onto the stone of the dias beneath her.

Jean took her nectar-filled hand and splashed it against Aspen, rubbing it into her bosom.  Aspen leaned back, revelling in Jean's abuse on her tits.  "You're a whore." thought Jean with a sinister smile, satisfied that she had humiliated and used Aspen Matthews for her own hedonistic needs.  Aspen fell to the stone and curled in a fetal position, fondling her cum soaked tits relentlessly, drinking the heady fluids off her erect nipples with endless, wanton hunger.

"What?  What's going on?!" asked Aspen in terror as a group of the men began groping at her.

"They like watching women fuck.  It gets them excited.  Now, they want you."  smiled Jean as she too was slowly pulled away by a group of men.

"No!  Please not again!!  Jean!!!!" Aspen screamed as a large group of the men dragged her away to rape her.

"That bitch." whispered Jean solemnly as Aspen vanished from her sight, only her screams betraying her presence.  "More of the men wanted her instead of me.  I'll get her back for that.  Still, a promise is a promise." thought Jean as she focused her psychic powers to transmit the message Aspen wanted, finishing right before her brain became awash once again with the mind-numbing nirvana of multiple orgasms.  Jean Grey knew she was a whore, and loved it.  No one would ever replace her, not even Aspen Matthews.

Caitlin Fairchild tossed in her bed, sweat beginning to cover her curvaceous form, plastering the nightgown to her skin.  Brief visions mixed with bizarre, echoing sounds ran through her mind with such intensity, the redhead knew it wasn't just a dream.

"I...uhh...would like your help"

"...deal with the devil."

"HELP ME!!!  PLEASE HELP ME!!!!"

Caitlin screamed, waking Lara Croft up from her slumber.  Caitlin bolted out of bed and walked to Lara's side, panting heavily as sweat beaded from her body.  "Oh god.  Aspen is in trouble." Caitlin suddenly whispered in terror.

THE END