**Summary for the Chapter:**
> When Taylor finds herself facing the Undersiders, the end result is never in doubt ...
_After the advent of the Age Card, and universal reversible sterility, even the nature of super-battles between hero and villain began to alter subtly._
_Earlier battles, fought either in the skimpiest costumes possible, or entirely naked save for mask and boots, were said to resemble extremely violent soft-porn movies. Given the tendency for such skimpy costumes to give way at the wrong moment, or under stress from an opponent's attack – either deliberately or otherwise – such battles often shifted from MA to R-rated at a moment's notice._
_Once sex and sexuality became less of an intrusive social issue and more of a personal option, the battles changed once more. There was no sudden shift, however; heroes and villains who had liked each others' looks were meeting for private 'engagements' long before this became publicly common, and some heroes and villains still battle it out for real today._
_I will mention Parian here, because even in today's laissez-faire atmosphere, the cloth manipulator of Brockton Bay remains the scariest cape in New England. Capes whom she encounters have been known to surrender before her cloth ever touches their skin. It is rumoured that she keeps a full-body snowsuit handy for anyone who dares commit a crime in her preferred area of operation; the criminal capes of Brockton Bay have declared it a no-go zone._
_The majority of capes today are young, fit and healthy; heroes and villains alike are, on the whole, both attractive and interested. And so, an unofficial tradition has formed in cities with significant numbers of teenage and young adult capes; once in a while, they will leave word with one another that they will be 'patrolling' in an area. Two groups will engage one another, pair off, and 'fight'._
_Or, to put it rather more bluntly, they will screw one another's brains out. There may be a tussle or two, in order to determine who's on top, or who goes down on whom first, but it's all about the sex._
_The unwritten rules are in force here, of course; if anyone, of either side, wishes to opt out of the ongoing orgy, they merely need give the word, and they will be left alone. Of course, given the general understanding of the tradition, if someone does not wish to take part, they don't have to come along on the 'patrol'._
_Once in a while, this pretext is used by members of a team as an initiation for a new member; again, the unwritten rules apply. However, according to anecdotal evidence, the subject of the initiation very rarely, if ever, invokes those rules._
_While it may seem counter-intuitive for our heroes and villains to be 'fraternising' while on duty, it does make a certain amount of sense. After all, when a hero and a villain are enjoying 'personal time' together, that's another step toward the villain going straight, so that they can enjoy that all the time. Also, while they're getting hot and heavy together, the villain certainly isn't out and about, committing crimes._
_And for those of us who like to watch, it makes for great daytime TV._
* from _Trends in a Parahuman World,_ by Professor Thomas Landon, Harvard University
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"So what are we out this way for anyway?"
Clockblocker looked around at me. There was the hint of a smile on his lips, but that didn't mean anything. He nearly always had a prank going at one time or another. "There was the report that a couple of the Undersiders were seen in the area. We're just checking for them, making sure they aren't committing a crime here."
"Hm, okay," I replied, and started humming, deep down in my throat. A moment later, I frowned. "That's funny."
"What's funny?" he asked immediately.
"Something up on that roof that isn't there." I pointed at the building opposite.
He tilted his head. "You're not making sense."
"There's a gap, a void," I tried to explain. "My vibrations are telling me that there's _nothing_ there. Not even air."
"Okay, yes, that fits the definition of 'funny'." Clockblocker followed me as we crossed the street. "Another damn fire escape. I hate fire escapes."
I shook my head. "I have an idea. Hold on to me tightly."
"As if you have to tell me." Clockblocker stepped up behind me and put his hands around me. His hands cupped over my breasts and squeezed, as he nudged his half-hard erection up between my buttocks. I knew he wasn't into anal, but he liked doggy-style just as much as I did. I put my hands over his, and pushed my butt back at him.
I shivered as he bit my neck gently. "Mmm, that's nice."
His penis was sliding up and down between my buttocks. "Hell yes. So why am I holding you tight, again? Or did you just want a quickie?"
"Maybe later," I assured him. "But in this particular case, I have a trick I'd like to show you."
"You have my attention," he responded.
"I know," I agreed, squeezing my butt cheeks together. "I can feel it."
Taking a deep breath, I concentrated. I had done this before, but just with me. However, I was sure I could pull it off.
"Whoa, hey!" he yelped as the vibration built beneath our feet. But he didn't let go, and he didn't step back. I ramped the power up until we were hovering, three feet above the ground, on a blanket of pure kinetic vibration.
"Whoa," he muttered, looking down at the faintly hazy sheen between us and the ground. "That's freaky."
"No freakier than you with your playing cards frozen in midair," I retorted, leaning back against him and letting my ass cheeks caress his erection for a moment. "And is that Armsmaster's halberd between my butt cheeks, or are you just happy to see me?"
He snorted at my joke. "I'm pretty sure his halberd doesn't have an attachment for _that,"_ he observed, while running one hand down my stomach to my crotch.
"You'd lose the bet," I told him, then gasped as his fingers did something rather nice. "I walked in on him using it on Miss Militia the other day. Wanted to – ooooh! - stick around and ask for seconds, but I thought they might like their privacy."
Increasing the humming, I raised us farther off the ground, until we were hovering next to a fourth-storey roof. Tilting the effect allowed us to slide sideways until we were six inches over the rooftop; I let it go, and we dropped to the ground.
Before we even had a chance to look around, darkness rolled over us; darkness so intense that I could see nothing. Worse, my vibrations were cut off altogether. Dennis had let me go and stumbled back on the landing, and I didn't know where he was. I didn't know where _anything_ was.
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_Clockblocker looked around wildly and saw the Undersiders. All four of the Undersiders._
" _Oh, shit."_
" _Oh shit is right, Clockie," a voice sang out. All four Undersiders were advancing on the two heroes; Grue was controlling the size of the blob of darkness around Harmonic so that his teammates could find her easily enough. However, it was Tattletale who had spoken._
_She strutted toward him, flaunting her firm breasts and her shapely hips; all she wore was a mask and a lascivious smile, and the mask wasn't all that big. Her long blonde hair – along with everything else – hung loose in the breeze. Her intentions were obvious; she wanted a good hard fuck in the worst possible way._
_Clockblocker swallowed. "I … we're not getting out of this, are we?"_
" _Unless you want to tap your teammate out, no," Tattletale told him, licking her lips. "And you aren't about to do that, are you?" Her hand came up to caress his cheek; he twitched at the contact, feeling his erection twitch at the same time. The only answer he could muster was a whimper. Yes, he could freeze Taylor. But that would leave him at the mercy of all four Undersiders, and Taylor would unfreeze soon enough._
" _It's simple," she told him. "You know we aren't going to hurt you, or her. You know that she's going to have a very good time indeed. I know you've fucked her every way she wants to be fucked … huh. Not into anal, huh? Well, well. Strange days."_
_He dared not move as her hand trailed over his bicep, down over his back, clutched gently over his ass – and didn't his cock jump at **that** – before sliding up over his ribs once more. Her breasts were larger than Taylor's, but not by much, not since Amy had given her the treatment. He ached to taste them in his mouth, to kiss those inviting lips._
_He knew he'd never be so lucky._
" _No, I'm not going to be with you today," she murmured. "You're going to be Bitch's chew toy. But she's gonna be gentle. Mostly."_
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_Rachel stomped across the rooftop behind Lisa. She couldn't figure out the blonde's obsession with Harmonic; all this work, setting up the trap, so that she could get next to the skinny girl. **What the fuck, they're paying me to do this, so whatever.** She eyed Clockblocker. He was a bit on the skinny side; hopefully he'd be a good fuck, or she was gonna be pissed. **If he can't do it for me, I'm gonna want double pay.** She wondered if Coil would lend her a couple of his soldiers for some good hard rough sex. The rougher the better. **Fuck, this better be worth it.**_
_She watched Tattletale talk the weed into giving up; he'd been pretty well pissing himself – well, not literally, thank fuck – to start with. By the time she had finished with him, he wasn't even considering fighting back. Bitch felt a cruel smile twist her lips. **Let's see how hard I can own him.**_
" _Hey, Bitch." That was Lisa. She shoved Clockblocker at Bitch, who caught him. "Have fun."_
_Reaching down, Rachel cupped Clockblocker's still-erect cock in her hand. "Mmm," she murmured. "Nice one. Can you use it?"_
" _Wh-what?" the teen hero quavered._
_Rachel rolled her eyes, and pushed him to his knees. She aimed his face at her pussy. "Eat," she ordered. "Then fuck. And you better be good at it."_
_He set to his task with gratifying enthusiasm; Rachel felt her knees weaken as he hit her buttons hard, one after the other. And he didn't even have Alec's advantages. **Maybe this won't be so bad after all.**_
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I hadn't felt this helpless in a long time. I'm not claustrophobic, exactly, and nor am I scared of the dark. Especially not since I got my powers. But it was very scary to be trapped in darkness that was literally cutting my vibrations off before they even get anywhere. _Dennis hasn't come back for me. This must mean that he can't, because there's no way he'd leave me in the lurch._ My heart rate notched up another few dozen beats per minute. I had no idea what was outside the unnatural darkness, and my imagination peopled it with dozens of faceless villains.
And then a pair of hands grabbed my shoulders from behind. _Oh god, oh god, who's that, please let it be Dennis -_
My own hands, exploring the ones on my shoulders, clued me in. I knew the shape and size of Dennis' hands, and every other part of his body, which wasn't surprising, since I'd had him all over _my_ body more times than I could count.
Which meant that a stranger had grabbed me. Either the someone who had cloaked me in darkness, or in league with them. Terror became anger, and I was just about to see how much damage I could do to someone's hands with vibrations, when they shifted slightly, and oh my GOD. My knees buckled; I let out a loud squeak, which was immediately swallowed by the darkness. Whoever owned those hands had just played my nerves like a virtuoso violinist, sending the most intense burst of pleasure through me that I'd ever felt from a non-erogenous zone. Or maybe that was an erogenous zone, and I'd never heard of it …
He did it again, and I stopped wondering. Stopped thinking, for a few seconds. Just with his hands on my shoulders, mystery guy had nearly made me cum, right then.
And then someone else was in the darkness with me. A wall of solid muscle, pressing against me from in front. Large, gentle hands, tilting my head upward. Instinctively, I knew what was coming, and I opened my lips for the kiss. It came; warm, gentle, but becoming more demanding by the second. My hands roved over the torso before me, confirming my suspicion; this guy was beefcake to the max. I slid my hands around to his back, and ran my nails over his muscle definition there, as he continued to kiss me, and the guy behind me kept on playing my pleasure centres like a Stradivarius. He was also pressing up against me now; I could feel an erection rubbing against my buttocks. Not as intimately as Dennis' had been, but not far off it.
It was mid-kiss that I realised that I was not being restrained, just held gently, that the hands now roving over my body were exploring and arousing me, rather than attacking. That I was rather enjoying it, actually. Enjoying it very much indeed. I felt a feather-light kiss to the side of my neck, followed by a more insistent nip, and a shiver of arousal went all the way down my body. _God, this guy knows my body better than I do._
And then I twigged to what was going on. I'd been set up. _I'd heard this sort of thing happened – heroes and villains getting together to fuck rather than fight – but I never thought it was going to happen to **me**._
_If I say 'no' now, unwritten rules say they have to let me go._
I considered it for all of half a second. _Hell with that, I wanna see where this is going._
Breaking off the kiss for a moment, I drew a deep breath. Sure, I'd had a bad fright to start with, but now I knew what was going on, I decided to show them what I could really do. _Cut off my harmonics from the air? Fine, I'll send them through my own body. Ask Missy how much she likes a vibrating tongue._ The lips returned to mine, and I kept kissing with a will. _Let 'em think I'm their willing sex slave, just for the moment._
I could turn this around. I could take charge. I was the one who took down Lung and Hookwolf, gave Sophia an orgasm _and_ beat the crap out of her in the same fight. _Everyone I've ever had sex with has begged me for seconds. The PHO boards has entire chat threads dedicated to me and who I've fucked. Because I'm that good, bitches._
_I'm not the helpless girl tied to the bed. I'll **never** be that girl again!_
Rallying my confidence, I ran my hands down over their bodies; my right hand in front, my left hand behind. As they closed over the erect penises of the men bracketing me, I started humming, setting my hands to vibrating. Both of them jumped, and no wonder; their erections suddenly became a lot more erect as I caressed them with softly buzzing fingers. I smiled in the darkness at their reaction, but I was also somewhat startled; the one in front had a penis thicker than nearly anyone I had met. I'd seen longer – well, _felt_ longer – but this one felt even thicker than Terry Hess' had, and I'd had a struggle to fit him inside me. I quite literally had trouble wrapping my hand around it.
I shivered with anticipation and apprehension both; I wasn't sure which emotion made me wetter, but I was feeling very moist about then; I _wanted_ that thing inside me. Mr Monster Cock kissed me again; I moaned into the kiss as Virtuoso behind me started in on my neck and shoulder muscles once more. I ramped up the vibration on their penises just a little to show my appreciation.
And then a third person joined the party, as another pair of hands started to roam my body, touching me just where I desperately needed to be touched. This one was a girl, as I felt breasts touching me, as a warm body pressed against mine. Her hand roamed over my body, touching me here and there, setting my nerve endings on fire, pleasure sparking through my brain.
I didn't know where Clockblocker was, but I was beginning to figure out what was going on here. Three villain capes had me surrounded, quite literally. That darkness field was screwing with my harmonics, and I could neither see nor hear. The only sense I could depend on was touch. And if they got the better of me so easily, I'd never live it down. _They want a fuck, I'll show them a fuck._
Virtuoso's hands played on my back and neck muscles again; I felt my knees buckle once more. He was too damn good at touching me where I wanted, needed to be touched. And the girl's hands were even worse, or was that better? My eyes rolled back as I groaned at her touches; a tweak of my nipple, a brush against my clitoris, a nip at the side of my neck. Every move calculated to drive me to a higher state of arousal, to drive me further and further out of my mind.
And the big guy in front of me wasn't letting up either. While kissing me, he was using his large hands to gently squeeze and tease my breasts and nipples; it was almost as if he knew how freshly-enlarged they were, and how damn sensitive. While he _wasn't_ kissing me, it was because his _mouth_ was down there instead of his hands, sucking and licking at my nipples. I was so glad that the darkness stopped all sound, because by now, I was letting go a gasp or a sigh or an even louder sound with each new touch, each new sensation.
"Fuck yes," I groaned, as his hands squeezed my breasts with gentle roughness, "oh god, yes, just that, do that." And when he suckled hard on my nipples, I couldn't help but let out a long, intense groan; I could feel _that_ one all the way down to my toes.
_Amy, seriously, when I see you next, we're gonna have words. You **would** make my breasts and nipples so sensitive so you and Vicky could make me jump and twitch in bed when you suck and bite on them. And you **would** leave them that way when you're finished. Oh god, oh god, oh god._
_Oh yeah. We're gonna have – ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh – words._
_And those words are gonna be 'thank you'._
It was a funny thing about Amy. She liked to look at legs; long, slender legs, for preference. Which was why she liked me and Vicky so much; we've both got legs that go all the way up to there. But to touch and play with, she was a breast girl all the way.
Not that I was complaining; I got a great set of breasts out of the deal. _Amazingly sensitive_ breasts. Which my 'attackers' were taking full advantage of.
And I was enjoying the hell out of.
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_Brian grinned. Maintaining the darkness as he was, he was the only one getting the full effect of what was going on. Trapped between the three of them, Harmonic was getting very vocal indeed. It was quite a turn-on, and he wondered where she'd learned some of the terms that were spilling from her lips in her heightened state of arousal._
_And it was just as Lisa had told him; her breasts were massively sensitive; to touch, to suck, whatever, she would go off like a skyrocket._
_He lowered his lips to Harmonic's breast again, even as the vibrations from her hand nearly made his eyes cross. **Oh god, this is amazing.**_
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I was barely holding it together before the girl joined in on the act; once she started hitting all my buttons, all bets were off. The guy behind me was still sending waves of pleasure through my body just by touching my back and neck muscles just so, and the guy in front was suckling on my left breast, which I wasn't objecting to at all, oh god no. So it must have been her that latched on to my right nipple, her teeth and tongue and lips doing something to it that should have been illegal. Pleasure burst behind my eyes like fireworks; I felt the climax approaching.
And then she bit down on my nipple; just hard enough to be pleasurable in the extreme, not quite hard enough to hurt. That was it; that set me off _big_ time. I came, very vocally. My vision whited out, my back arched and I let out a scream that would have been audible in Boston, were it not for the darkness field. Pleasure blasted through my body and brain; all conscious thought ceased for a long moment. My knees stopped working altogether; the only thing holding me up were the guys and girl currently affording me such pleasure.
_Oh god, oh god, oh god. That was amazing. And they haven't gone below my chest yet. Holy crap, these guys are experts. I thought **I** was good. They just made me come like a steam train._ My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath. _I can't win here. It's three to one. They're gonna fuckin' **own** me._
I took another breath. _Fuck it. They might win, but they haven't won yet. They're gonna know they were in a fight by the time I've finished with them._
I had to decide which cock to let go of; with a silent sigh of regret, I released the monster erection in front of me. It wasn't as though he was gonna go down any time soon. I knew exactly where the girl was. _Payback time._ Even as I cupped her pussy, and slid two fingers into her, I started the vibrations once more. _ **Bingo.**_ She stiffened and arched her back; her muscles clamped down on my fingers. Even with just the sense of touch, I knew that she'd just had a major orgasm. _Hah. One for one. She's either really sensitive, or really worked up._
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_Lisa's own knees buckled; she only stayed upright by leaning on Brian and Alec. Her eyes rolled back in her head as the massive orgasm crashed through her. **My god, it's even better than I expected.** It had been worth it, abstaining from sex since last night, and refusing to even masturbate. **I wanted to be ready for her. Oh god, yes. I want more.**_
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I felt a sudden surge of confidence; I was back in the game. I had to capitalise on my advantage. The girl was the weak link; she had to be. I leaned in; Amy had shown me, with devastating effect, what a common erogenous zone the neck was. My lips latched on, and I bit gently, changing the tone of my humming so that both hands and lips were vibrating. At the same time, I ramped up the vibes on the fingers that were inside her, and slid them deeper into her, pushing them in and out of her wet vaginal canal.
She came again, explosively; my fingers were soaked in her juices by now. _Hah, two for one. How do you like them apples, Minute-Maid?_ I knew I could win this; if I could put the girl out of commission, I could concentrate on the guy currently … currently …
I realised what he was 'currently' doing when I felt his arms encircle my thighs, parting them, and his tongue gently tease between my arousal-slick labia. I wanted to stop him, wanted to take control … but the part of my mind that took over at times like this told me _hell no!_ And then it was too late. He was eating me.
I had, of course, been eaten out before. Gallant was an expert, and even Missy was really enthusiastic, once she got going. Cunnilingus from Amy was, of course, on a whole other level of experience, given that she cheated with her powers. So this guy wasn't the very best that I'd had. But he was really, really good. And while he didn't have the laser-guided accuracy that the other two seemed to possess, it wasn't as though he was spoiled for choice as to where to lick and nibble and tease. My eyes rolled back, and I knew that there was another orgasm on the way.
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" _Come on, you can do better than that. Fuck me like a man, not like a little boy."_
_Dennis grunted and gripped Bitch's hips as he thrust into her. She was taut and powerful and muscular, and turned him on in ways that he couldn't even name. Her pussy gripped his cock like a fist, and every time he drove between her labia, he wondered if he'd get it back again. Even though they were fucking doggy-style, with him nominally in charge, there was no doubt that she was the one in control, telling him what to do and how to do it._
_Experimentally, he slapped her ass; she grunted and pushed back against him. He did it again; she clenched her vaginal canal around his driving prick._
" _ **Now** you're getting the idea."_
_He spared a glance for Taylor, still enshrouded in Grue's blackness. Regent was behind her, pressing up against her back – he presumed it was her back. Tattletale was up against her side. And Grue … Grue was kneeling before her, his face in close to her crotch._
_**It was dark,** the irreverent part of his mind filled in, **then the Grue ate her. And then he called his friends.**_
_Bitch got his attention with a twist of her ass. "What the fuck are you doing back there?"_
_Reaching forward, he grabbed her hair and pulled, as he thrust into her again. Bitch grunted as he ramped up the tempo._
" _Oh **fuck** yes."_
_He wondered how long he would last like this._
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_**She just thought up a nickname for me. It's not complimentary.** Lisa ran her hands over Harmonic's body, while her mouth was busy on the taller girl's oh-so-sensitive breasts. **She didn't have these when she started her career. She's friendly with Panacea. Panacea gave her a boob job. They fuck regularly. Panacea gets to do this with her all the time. Lucky bitch.**_
_She began teasing Harmonic toward another climax. **Give**_ **me** _**a mocking nickname, will you? Just for that, I'm gonna give you all the orgasms you can handle, plus two more.** _
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I couldn't focus, couldn't retaliate. 'Good' was relative when it came to cunnilingus; Amy was spectacular, Gallant was awesome, Missy was really nice … and this guy was lighting me up pretty damn hard too. I almost didn't notice when Virtuoso started running his hands down my back.
Almost.
I couldn't _not_ notice when he hit those spots next to my spine that I never knew were there, playing my body like a finely tuned instrument. _Fuck_ , I groaned to myself as my eyes rolled back – again – and my pussy clenched for the want of something that wasn't in it. _This guy's an artist. He's playing me like a musical instrument. And thank fuck this darkness is here, otherwise they'd be able to hear the tune he's playing in New York. If I didn't know for a fact I've never met this guy before, I'd swear I'd been fucking him for months, the way he knows my body._
And then he went from massaging my butt to playing with my asshole. I'd thought he was driving me up the wall before. I'm not averse to a good ass-fuck, but not many people know how to play with my ass just right. He was parting my buttocks – no argument from me there – then rubbing, sliding his finger in a little bit, pulling out again … _Fuck, he's making me ready without any lube, even._
I groaned again as Muscles in front of me went for my pussy all over again, lashing my swollen clit with his tongue. At the same time, Minute-Maid was doing things to my breasts and nipples that should have been illegal, or at least heavily taxed. And at the very moment that I thought of that nick-name, she latched on to one of my nipples and gave a little bite-twist that made my eyes cross and my pussy clench. _Fuck, it's like she knows what I'm thinking about her._
I was gonna cum again, and soon. There was nothing I could do to stop it, and I wasn't really sure that I wanted to try. It was just that they felt so damn _good,_ all three of them, treating my body as I wanted to be treated. But I decided that I was going to give as good as I got, even if this one finished me.
Well, I was going to _try._
These guys – and girl – were a team, sure enough. Their coordination was pure bullshit; just as Virtuoso behind me – and I do mean _behind_ me – slid his finger all the way up inside my ass, in a way that had me gasping and crossing my eyes, Muscles latched on my my clit with his lips and sucked hard on it in just the right way. And the girl pinched one nipple, and bit the other one, in perfect unison. Three massive waves of pleasure, rocketing through my body, smashed into one another and the already-present massive amounts of arousal. Result: one _motherfucker_ of a climax.
For all that it was dark all around me, I saw enough stars for a medium-sized galaxy, and I let out a scream of pure release that I'm pretty sure they heard in Chicago. Or would have, if not for that bullshit no-harmonics field.
I gasped for breath, trying to get my brain the right way around in my skull again. _Fuck me, that's two for two, and I think they're ahead on points. This is insane. What did I do to incite this? I haven't even gotten a cock inside me yet and I've come like a skyrocket **twice** , on just the foreplay._
The last time I'd come this hard was with Dean and Carlos double-teaming me, and that was _with_ penetration. In fact, not even Amy and Vicky, using their powers, had managed to take me to orgasm so hard and so thoroughly.
Two blinding insights came to me as the tsunami of pleasure receded, allowing me to think clearly, however briefly. _So this is what it's like to be on the other side of what I do to people. Fuck. Wow. And I know why they've come after me. It's because I'm so damn good at fucking, with my powers. They've already set me off twice, and they won't leave it there before they let me go._
_**If** they let me go._
I had a brief fantasy of being kidnapped by these villains, carrying me off and keeping me as their plaything to use whenever they felt like it. I imagined myself in a fanciful dungeon lair, the girl visiting, teasing, making me writhe and scream in pleasure, entertaining the other two, before all three converge on me and fuck me senseless. Leaving me a shaking mess, knowing that they would be back, to do it again. And again. And … _oh god_ … again.
It was actually … quite appealing. A better fate than befell most people kidnapped by villains, by far. _If they did that, and treated me like this every day … I could actually live with that. Really, really easily._
I shuddered then, as the girl's mouth – she must have moved while I was having that nuclear-grade orgasm – stopped nibbling on my neck, and sank her teeth in with a growl that I could feel rather than hear. Even the bite was just hard enough to be intensely pleasurable without being painful, or breaking the skin. _She's **good.**_
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_**Fuck, now she's fantasising about being kidnapped by us and kept as a sex pet.** Lisa stopped nibbling and bit her on the neck, hard enough to get her attention. **Dammit, it took the guys five straight hours to convince me that kidnapping you to keep for my own was a bad plan, and now you tempt me by fantasising about it while vulnerable and helpless in my arms.**_ **Bad** _**Harmonic.** _ **Bad** _**superhero. For that, you get** _ **three** _**orgasms past your limit.** _
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As my heart rate slowed a little, and the tremors stopped quivering through my body – those that I wasn't deliberately maintaining, that is – I managed to get my bearings and take stock of exactly what was happening to me, and by whom.
The guy I called Virtuoso still had his finger up my ass, stroking and rubbing so gently, so smoothly. I couldn't believe it; the way he was doing it, it felt even better than having a good hard prick up inside me, and there wasn't even the slightest hint of discomfort, even without lube. He was massaging my buttocks with his other hand, as well as kissing his way across my neck and shoulders, in a rhythm so calming and gentle that I was about melting under his touch. With this guy's magic touch, I could only imagine what it would be like to make love with him, and how I would keep on coming back to him. It would be all too easy to be totally ruined for all other guys, the way he could utterly destroy my concentration just with his hands and lips, from behind.
Minute-Maid, on the other hand – I jerked as she bit my neck and pinched my nipple, sending a spike of pleasure straight down through my guts, making my pussy clench in sympathy – was licking and nibbling my neck. _Fuck, she did that just as I thought of her, using that nickname._ One hand was on my breast, caressing it in utterly distracting ways, and pinching the nipple at random intervals. The other … was between my legs. Rubbing my labia, stroking my clit. Everything she was doing to me – _everything –_ sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body. Just like everything she had done since she first got her hands on me.
_Wait a minute … if she's rubbing my pussy, where's Muscles? Wasn't he licking me?_
A traitorous thought added in, _and why has he stopped? I **liked** that._
He wasn't mauling my breasts ( _I liked that too)_ or licking me … so where _was_ he?
And then I got my answer, as strong hands – I had very quickly learned to tell one set of hands from another, in the darkness, which by now felt almost _comfortable –_ grabbed me by the hips and pulled downward. _Downward? What the -?_
I realised that the last huge climax had allowed them to guide me to my knees, straddling Muscles all unaware, and that Minute-Maid – I grunted as she nipped my neck and twisted a nipple – was spreading my swollen, slippery pussy lips with her fingers. Nudging against my opening was something that felt akin to the front end of a 747. Failing that, I guessed it was the business end of Muscles' cock. Fully erect. I was about to be impaled by the thickest damn penis I had ever laid hands on.
I had about half a second to realise this, and decide what to do about it, before the decision was taken out of my hands. Muscles had never let go of my hips, and now he pulled down again. As the head of his cock popped inside me, my head fell back and I let out a scream – thankfully silenced – that might have been mistaken for an Endbringer siren. In _Omaha._ It was all I could do to hold on to the girl in front of me.
I could barely think as he gently thrust into me, slowly sliding a little farther into my depths with each thrust, while my widely spread pussy lips were explored by the skilful fingers of …
… _of the girl who I don't dare think of by her nickname because if she bites me now I might clench and it would hurt so badly instead of the mild discomfort from being stretched to my limit that I'm feeling right now._
Inch by inch, his thick endowment filled me up, every contour and vein standing out in sharp relief in my mind as I focused what little remaining brainpower I had left on staying as still I could, and being as relaxed as possible. _Relaxation, yeah. That's the ticket. Oh god. That's not a cock. That's a weapon of pussy destruction. Fuck, I have never been so stretched as right now._
I could feel my mind babbling as he slid into me, inch by amazingly overstretched inch. I had never been so overwhelmingly _aware_ of a penis inside me as I was right now. Even my very first fuck, such as it was, wasn't etched as sharp in my mind as this one would be in years to come.
_What's this far across and will bring tears to your eyes? Trust me, it's not a fucking **onion**._
All too soon, my downward motion ceased. I came to rest, his scratchy pubes pushing against my mound. _Holy shit, he actually managed to get it all inside me . If he isn't dead on, or just outside, my compatible size, I will be fuckin' **astounded.**_
I let out the breath I hadn't realised that I was holding; carefully, I took another, and another, acutely aware of the log-sized cock inside me, trying not to squirm, or even twist, until I got used to being so utterly stuffed and stretched. _How do you have sex with a penis this size inside you? Very, very carefully._
_Fuck, I'm glad that these aren't **villain** villains. I mean, villains, sure; only villains would pull this sort of shit without matching Cards._
I tried to imagine the shit-fit my Card would have when matched with this guy. It would probably rewrite its programming just to say "FUCK NO" across all the LEDs.
_But he got it in anyway. And that was only because of how relaxed and wet they got me before he even tried. Two orgasms was just about what I needed, all right. And he went so slowly, so gently, letting me adjust, letting me stretch and open up for him … fuck, if they hadn't taken all the care in the world, I'd be in a fuck-load of pain right now._
I felt myself relaxing further under the skilful nips and kisses by Virtuoso to my neck, back, and shoulders, as well as his finger still probing my rear entrance. The girl – _don't use her nickname! -_ was still giving me tender kisses and rubbing my overstretched pussy lips, touching me so gently and almost. … lovingly?
It was so hard to concentrate with all the feelings and sensations they were inflicting on me; when I tried to focus on one, they would send me back off-balance with something else. _They're a team, all right. They must be used to working together, to do me so well in unison._ For a moment, I almost felt wistful. _What would it be like working with them? I wonder what would have happened if they had found me before Gallant did?_
As a reward for that thought – I couldn't help seeing it that way – I received a deep and loving kiss; this was from the girl, who I realised must be straddling Muscles' stomach; her breasts squeezed against mine most pleasantly, as she pressed against me, holding me closely. More kisses followed, making me wonder if she really could read my thoughts, and was pleased by them. I kissed her back, of course; she was a really good kisser, and her body against mine was raising all sorts of pleasant sensations.
_Can she really read my mind? Is this what it's all about? Are they trying to poach me? Does that even **happen**? I don't even know who they are, what they look like._
For just a moment, I imagined the more obscure 'hero' and 'villain' teams meeting like this and swapping members, who enjoyed the company more on the other side, still meeting their old team-mates for drinks out of costume, and everyone pretending they didn't know what was going on ...
_But I'll think about that later. Like, when I'm not in the middle of the strangest orgy I've ever been at._
Feeling more comfortable with the massive slab of meat inside me, I kissed Minute-Maid again, deliberately testing her, taunting her, by thinking of her with that nickname. Reprisal was swift and immediate; I groaned into her mouth when she bit my lower lip, and then I yelped when her fingers – rubbing me so gently and tenderly up until then – suddenly flicked my clit harshly. Involuntarily, my pussy clamped down on the impaling monster cock, sending a sudden spike of pleasure and pain through my body and making my hips jerk.
_Well, question asked and answered._ I shuddered as her punishing finger went back to tenderly stroking my extremely tender – and slightly sore – clitoris. Carefully, I began to grind against Muscles, essaying tiny back and forth motions of my hips. I was way too tight for him to actually thrust in and out of me – _he'd fuckin' turn me inside out –_ but even those small movements were enough to start stimulating the inside of my oh-so-deliciously stretched pussy. "Oh god," I tried to groan out loud. "Oh fuck yes. That's a fucking cock." As I moved, I felt entirely new types of pleasure shooting up my spine.
As M- _the girl's_ lips kissed mine, over and over, I felt them twist into a smirk. When her finger went from firm pressure to feathery strokes over my clit, I almost whined in my disappointment. Up until then, she had been giving me immense pleasure; now she was teasing me, with touches I could barely feel. It was enough to make my hips move almost without my volition to regain the lost sensation, enough to make me grip the girl more tightly as the desperate thrusts of my hips also increases the friction on the cock inside me.
Panting, even as I moved back and forth on the impaling slab of cock, I tried to understand how they were able to make my body react just so for their pleasure. _Is it their powers, maybe some sort of Striker ability channelled through Minute-Maid's fingers or -_
My thoughts were cut off as I was punished once again for my unthinking use of that nickname. That teasing finger turned in an instant into a firm grip on my clit, pinching just below to the point of pain. I could feel my own heartbeat throbbing in the restrained nub. I squeaked involuntarily, but I didn't make the mistake of thinking of her like that again.
Slowly, she pulled back from the kiss and nipped her way down my jaw and on to my neck. I whimpered and shook a little with each nip, anticipating and fearing the now expected bite that the girl inflicted whenever I used that nickname.
_Sorry. I'm sorry. I won't do it again. Sorry._ I hoped that she could really read my mind; I could only imagine what one of those teasing bites would do to me if she was still holding my clit, and that monster cock was embedded so deeply inside me.
She kissed down my neck to a particular spot, then slowly and deliberately opened her mouth, her lips warm against my skin. I didn't know what her intentions were. _Is she going to bite, or …_
She bit. I didn't even _know_ that spot was so sensitive. It sent another jolt of pure pleasure through my body. The shock made my hips jerk forward; I may have made a sound. I had no idea what it might have been. My world narrowed down to a pinpoint; focused on her fingers pinched on my clit, as they moved forward with my hips.
My arousal was building once more; I was going to climax again, and soon. It was going to be a big one, one that was going to make the previous two look like firecrackers. I wasn't sure if I could take one that big, not right now. _Maybe if we eased off, took a breath …_
No such luck. Her fingers moved _back_ against me again, sliding along my hyper-sensitive clit and forcing my hips back to try to escape the sensation. All I succeeded in doing was shifting along the dick inside me; and then, of course, the fingers reversed direction, pulling me forward again.
I was just trying to prevent her fingers from tugging on my tender organ and setting off the explosion that I could feel building even further. But I was just a puppet dancing on her strings; back and forth her fingers went, forcing me to move my hips, sliding my pussy up and down her partner's enormously erect cock. With just two fingers, she was controlling my every motion, while her lips and teeth toyed with my neck, and I clung to her, trying to find some sort of stability amid the ocean of pleasure in which I was submerged.
_How is she even doing this?_ I wondered hazily, in that small part of my mind that had not yet succumbed to drooling imbecility. _I should have come long since. How is she stringing me on so well?_
I had no idea how she was doing it, but somehow each touch was just a little too light, each thrust was just barely short of what would be needed to send me over the edge. Worse, now that it had built up to this point, I couldn't bring myself to set it off, because I was just a little afraid of what an orgasm that potent would do to my mind. All I could do was hold on, as the girl's fingers moved me just a little bit further each time, deepening the stroke of my hips little by little, until I was slowly sliding at least a full inch of that punishing cock in and out of my tender pussy, building the incoming storm even further.
And then a new sensation hit me. _No, not a **new** sensation. Virtuoso's finger. He's had it in my ass all this time. I got so used to it that it felt so natural to have it so far up my ass. He was so good at using it on me that I **forgot it was there**._
Slowly, teasingly, he pulled it out of me, raising an entirely new series of sensations. The strange feeling of emptiness in my ass, when something I was used to had been removed, was still blowing my mind – along with everything else – when I felt his hands on my ass, spreading my buttocks. And then there was the feeling of what could only be his cock, pressing against my tight little pucker. Before I could process this, before I could protest – as if I _would_ protest – I felt him push into me.
My breath hitched as he slowly entered me, sliding so smoothly and easily into my tightest hole that it felt like he belonged inside my ass and was simply returning home. The fire inside my body multiplied with each inch that his length slid home into me; so smooth was his movement that even being anally penetrated – usually one of my triggers – didn't push me over the edge. Smoothly, slowly, gently, he slid into me, until his belly pressed against my back; he was as deep inside me as he was going to go. My hips trembled with unfulfilled need as that blinding, terrifyingly massive climax remained on a hair trigger.
I clung to the girl as she slowly kissed her way down from my neck, down onto my breast, and then gently, teasingly, layered kisses around my rock hard nipple. It was aching to be sucked; I _wanted_ her to suck it. I just didn't know what was going to happen to me when she did. And then she did suck it, carefully easing her mouth over it, and suckling far too gently to set me off. It was deliberate, it had to be.
By now, I was babbling, soundlessly in that dark fog of nothingness; "Oh god oh god please please please oh god please … "
Even I was unsure if I was asking them to stop or to let me cum; I remembered all too vividly the last time I felt the need to cum this badly. _Tied to the bed, a vibrator in each orifice, slowly going insane with the need to climax._ It took me back there, begging and pleading for an orgasm that would never arrive. I was scared of what would happen if I was given that orgasm; I fisted my hands into the girl's hair, wanting to pull her away or hold her close, unable to make up my mind. I needed to do one or the other, desperately. To let it happen, or to reject it.
The decision was taken out of my hands, once again. She bit down on my nipple; gently, but in my hyper-aroused state, with the ultra-sensitivity of my nipples right then, it was enough. It sent a lightning bolt of pleasure down into my guts, enough to make me cum, let me cum, _let me cum …_
And then she pinched my clit at just the right time, increasing my arousal yet _again,_ contracting the ball of arousal in my stomach even harder before letting it explode. Increasing the effect on me by what felt like an order of magnitude.
I came. Oh god, I came.
My mind went utterly blank; I couldn't even cry out as my body convulsed, forcing the air from my lungs in one huge gasp. Pleasure streamed through me, a fire hose filling a teacup, blasting away through my every sensitive spot; my lips, my neck, my nipples, my pussy, my ass. I was pleasure, incarnate. I _lived_ it. It was my breath of life.
_This_ was the climax I had been waiting for, all this time.
I had no idea how long this went on for, but when my brain finally rebooted, I was still straddling Muscles, still impaled upon his oh-so-wonderful endowment. Virtuoso was still steadily thrusting into my ass with smooth steady strokes, while his hands held my otherwise limp body upright against him. And the girl … the girl was still suckling gently on my breast, and rubbing my still twitching pussy, ever so gently. I gasped again, trying to catch my breath, and wondered at the feeling of … of _completeness_ within me. _It's like a pressure that I've had on me for months has suddenly just … gone. Vanished._
My thoughts were interrupted when the girl gently disentangled one of my hands from her hair and placed it between her legs, letting me feel the wetness leaking from her down onto Muscles' toned stomach. Her lips, on my nipple, vibrated as she began to hum gently.
For a moment, I was puzzled, my orgasm-sodden mind unable to make the connection. _Why is she even trying that? Doesn't she know that with my powers, vibrations just don't affect me that … oh._
_Oh._
_This isn't just a 'meet and fuck'. This isn't even just about giving me that one great orgasm. I'm supposed to be fighting them, opposing them. Not just giving up and letting them have their way._
Gathering my wits as best I could, I set my ass and pussy to vibrating. I had to hand it to Virtuoso behind me; he only missed a second in his stroke before continuing, gripping me by the waist and thrusting into my ass the way I really loved it. Taking me hard and fast. _Oh god yes._
I could feel the guy under me already throbbing angrily inside me; so intimate was our contact that I could literally feel his pulse via his penis inside my vagina. _Oh god, when I came, I must have come so close to setting him off, but finished before he could cum. What's he going to do -_
I got my answer when his grip on my hips became bruising; he held me hard and thrust up into me, as deeply as he could, over and over again, as my pussy vibrated around him, driving him toward climax.
And then he came; the throbbing became pulsing, and I could swear he got _bigger_ , just before he arched his back, lifting me upward, and thrusting even _more_ deeply into me. My eyes opened wide, as I let out a soundless scream as I felt his cock letting go, jetting his copious seed into my pussy. I groaned as I felt his hot semen spurting directly into my tender young womb; what with the seal his massive cock formed within my barely-large-enough vaginal canal, there really was only one way for it to go.
I was exhausted by this time; three orgasms, each one bigger than the last, but I still had it. _That's three for three. And as for **you** … _Three of my fingers slid deep into the girl before me, with a thumb on her clit, and I set them all to the highest pitch of vibration of which I was capable.
She arched her back and came explosively; I couldn't hear the sound she made, but I could certainly feel the reverberations of it through her body.
_I've lost here; I've got nothing left. But I'll keep fighting anyway, keep giving them pleasure, in way of thanks. Thanks for giving me what I didn't know I needed. For doing this to me. **For** me._
I wrapped my free hand around Minute-Maid's neck, bringing her mouth back to my breast just in time for her to bite my nipple again in retaliation. I didn't care; I _wanted_ her to do it to me. Just as I _wanted_ Virtuoso to drive me insane with his cock in my ass. _If I'm gonna lose, I'm gonna lose in **style.**_
Muscles, under me, had finished cumming but was still hard inside me. I supplied vibrations there, and started moving my hips with as much energy as I could muster. _Maybe he's got one left in him …_
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_Clockblocker lay on his back, with Bitch on top of him. Her muscular thighs gripped his body, and she worked back and forth as if she wanted to rip his cock off with her pussy and keep it. He did his best to keep up with her, thrusting upward into her as hard as he could. He'd already cum inside her once, and she had brought him back to erection, pushed him on to his back, and mounted him._
_**Yeah, I'm the bitch here,** he realised. **But holy fuck, I am**_ **never** _**gonna forget this day.** _
_Releasing her hips – holding on to her was pretty well immaterial anyway, as **she** was holding **him** down – he reached up and grasped her large, solid breasts. Digging in, he squeezed her breasts as hard as he could, pinching and pulling her nipples. She seemed to enjoy herself, reaching down to rub hard at her clit as she clenched around him and arched her back._
" _Fuck yes," she growled. "Just like that." He dug his nails in harder, and she groaned and came. It didn't stop her moving; if anything, she ground down even harder on to his urgently thrusting erection._
_Thus occupied, he wasn't exactly sure when the black cloud around Taylor and the others dissolved, just that it had. Bitch was riding him hard, going for another orgasm, and from the expression on her face, she was going to get it, one way or the other._
_With one hand, he dug his nails into her breast; with the other, he reached under her, found his way past her never-shaven bush, and pinched her clit, hard. She let out a guttural scream that lifted birds off of nearby rooftops, and arched her back as she came. Her pussy, as hot and wet and tight as any he had had the pleasure of having his cock inside, pulsated rhythmically around him, driving him over the edge as well. He would have kept thrusting into her, but the truth was, he was shattered; all he could do was lie back and let his penis pump the last few spurts of semen into her pussy._
_Sex with Bitch was **exhausting** ; there were scratches on his chest and arms – and if she'd allowed him to get on top, he had no doubt he would have them on his back as well – even though Bitch's nails were trimmed short. He was pretty sure his cock was bruised from the pounding she had given him._
_Turning his head, he saw Regent, flat on his back, just now starting to show signs of life. Beside him, Grue was sitting up, also looking somewhat dazed. **Hah,** he thought. **That's what you get from messing with Harmonic.**_
_And then he looked farther, and saw Harmonic cradled in Tattletale's arms; to his astonishment, it was Harmonic who was barely able to move, curled up against the blonde girl. Harmonic's legs were open, and Tattletale's hand was moving against her slit, gently, repetitively, as Harmonic moaned softly. He could just hear Tattletale's whispering to her; "Come on sweetie, just one more. One more for me, it's ok just one more, that's right just let it go."_
_And then, obviously exhausted, Harmonic whimpered as she climaxed one last time, her hips twitching and thrusting blindly, pushing weakly against Tattletale's hand. Tattletale leaned down and kissed her gently, stroking her hair equally gently. Softly, she murmured, "Good girl. Good girl."_
_Even with the daily happenings around him, this was the single hottest thing he had ever seen._
_As he watched, jaw still dropped, Tattletale carefully laid Harmonic down and stretched, looking more smug and satisfied than was probably legal. She looked over at Bitch. "You done there?"_
_Bitch nodded, having recovered from that last climax. "Just about." She looked down at Clockblocker as she climbed off of him, releasing his cock from within her vagina at last. "You know," she allowed, "that wasn't too bad. You got potential." She leaned toward him, and for a frozen moment, he thought she was going to kiss him – **that would just about put the cap on today** – but all she did was cup his cheek almost gently, nearly a caress._
_**I feel like I just got patted on the head for learning a trick.** _
_"Yeah," she decided. "I think we're gonna have to do this again, sometime."_
_She seemed to be expecting an answer. "O-okay," he ventured, this being the safest response he could think of. He just wasn't sure if he was scared of a rematch, or looking forward to one. Or maybe both. She got up then and wandered off; he heard her whistle shrilly, but he was staring again at Harmonic as the two guys got to their feet._
" _She'll be fine," Tattletale observed, and Clockblocker realised that she was addressing him. "But you should probably call for pickup; it'll be awhile before she can move under her own power."_
_Dennis' jaw dropped again. **Holy shit!**_ **Nobody** _**can withstand Harmonic! The entire** _ **Wards _working together can only barely match her and those three not only screwed her to a quivering mess in less than an hour but they're still able to_ walk _afterwards?_**
_For a moment, he wondered what exactly went on in that cloud, then he wondered if he really wanted to know. Looking at Tattletale's expression was no help; she just smirked even more smugly._
" _The dogs are ready," Bitch called from the far side of the rooftop. "Can we go now?"_
" _Sure," Tattletale agreed. She and the guys moved off to join Bitch; Dennis climbed to his feet and stumbled over to check on Harmonic. As he did so, he touched his radio earpiece. "Clockblocker to base, Clockblocker to base."_
_The answer came back in seconds. **"Roger, Clockblocker. We read you."**_
" _Base, we've just had an encounter with the Undersiders. Harmonic is down. Repeat, Harmonic is down. We're going to need flyer evac."_
_The reply was even quicker, this time. **"Please detail injuries. Repeat, what injuries?"**_
_He cleared his throat. "Uh, no injuries, base. Repeat, no injuries. She just can't walk, over."_
_There was a long silence, which gave him the chance to check on Harmonic properly. She wasn't responsive, but her breathing was steady, if a bit rapid. Her pulse was strong, so he relaxed again._
_Across the rooftop, he could see the Undersiders chatting among themselves as they climbed on to Bitch's monster dogs._
" _ **Base to Clockblocker. Homing on your locator. Fliers are inbound; repeat, fliers are inbound."**_
" _Roger that, base," he replied. "I'll be waiting on them."_
_For a few minutes, he wondered what the Undersiders were doing; they seemed to be in no hurry to move along. Finally, Grue cloaked them with his darkness before the giant dogs leaped off the rooftop, just moments before Aegis and Glory Girl angled down to land on the rooftop._
_**It's almost like they were guarding us until our backup arrived, keeping an eye on us while Harmonic and I were vulnerable.** He didn't know what to think about that._
_Vicky and Aegis went straight to Harmonic, whom he had put into the recovery position while he waited. "Who did this?" demanded Glory Girl, looking about as angry as he had ever known her. "What did they do to her?"_
" _Uh, it was the Undersiders," Dennis told her. "They, uh, ambushed us. We, uh, 'fought'."_
_Aegis looked up at that. "'Fought or fucked?" he asked quietly._
_Dennis nodded reluctantly. "Yeah," he agreed. "Fucked."_
_Aegis stared at Harmonic. "Holy shit," he muttered. "I've **never** seen her like this."_
_Dennis nodded. "I know, right?"_
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_Amy looked up from the landing stage of the PRT building as Aegis and Glory Girl came in for a landing. Aegis carried Harmonic, while Glory Girl carried Clockblocker; the New Wave heroine did not look thrilled at this, but as Wards leader, Aegis had apparently pulled rank._
_**I'm just glad Vicky had brought me here before the call came in,** Amy mused, stepping forward as they landed. "Let me see," she ordered Aegis. "Lay her down here."_
_Carefully, the older teen placed her on the rubber matting. Under the floodlighting, it was clear what had happened to Harmonic. There were teeth marks decorating her neck, shoulders and breasts; while her eyes were open, they were unfocused. Her hair, normally in a thick braid, was in a wild mess about her shoulders._
_As she came to rest, her legs fell open; her pussy was reddened, the labia still quivering and glistening with the juices of arousal, even after the wind-rush of the return flight. She mumbled now and again, disjointed words. Amy leaned in to catch them. "So big … oh god, so big … bite … no … don't bite … please …. no … don't pinch me … not there … "_
_She was, in short, the very picture of a girl who had just been ravished senseless. Amy could sympathise._
_Carefully, she laid her hand on Taylor's shoulder; immediately, she got the entire picture of Taylor's body, what state it was in, and what had been done to her._
" _Is she all right?" asked Aegis._
" _She's all right," Amy assured him. There was a general sigh of relief among the group; not least from Clockblocker._
" _What happened to her?" demanded Glory Girl._
_"Well," Amy reported, "she's just had a penis inside her that would have just about been at her limit to accept, but she's also got the remains of massive amounts of endorphins in her body, which means that whatever else they did to her, they made sure she had several truly impressive orgasms. I'm figuring that she had at least one, maybe two, before the penis even penetrated her, or she wouldn't have been able to accept it."_
__Glory Girl frowned. "So, it wasn't rape, then?" She seemed ready to fly off into the gathering dusk, find the Undersiders, and exact a very personal justice if Amy said that it was._ _
_Amy shook her head. "There's absolutely no sign of resistance, no tearing, nothing to indicate that this was not consensual. Also, a large amount of DNA in her vagina, and some more, from a different person, in her colon. At a rough guess, she not only went along with it, but she also cooperated enthusiastically."_
" _Fuck," muttered Gallant. "So she just got DP'd by the Undersiders. Willingly."_
" _Don't forget me," offered Clockblocker. "I just got used as a chew toy by Bitch."_
_Kid Win turned to him. "I'm gonna want details. Lots of details."_
_Amy lowered her face to Taylor's, and kissed her tenderly. Looking up, she added, "She'll be fine. All she needs is a good night's rest, some water for her dehydration, and maybe a massage when she wakes up."_
" _Me!" Vista stated at once, just ahead of Kid Win and Gallant._
_Amy smiled at them. "Why don't you take turns. Just be gentle with her. She's had a really exhausting time." She shot an amused look at Vicky. "The last time I saw someone in this state was when you dared her to do her worst. As I recall, the term **you** used for the state she left you in was 'fucked stupid'."_
_Vicky grinned. "Yeah, but it was worth it." She stroked Harmonic's hair back from her forehead, then looked up at Aegis. "If we get the okay from Mom and Dad, can we sleep over? I want to be there to help in the morning if we're needed."_
_Aegis sighed. "Sure, why not." He frowned. "What **I'm** interested in is why the Undersiders would have targeted Harmonic like that."_
_Vista cleared her throat uncomfortably. "I might have an idea about that … "_