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[Nice chapter, Master Kind]
"AHHHH!!! Wait Bardie, wait!", Gambit cried out. "Remember chere, slow and gentle, eh? Try not t'break Gambit so soon, eh??"
"Sorry, sorry!", she apologized profusely as she stopped humping him. "Just...Bardie is so big and dumb and rough....ooooo, you must think I'd be a terrible wife!" SHe started to sob.
"Shhh, shhhh," the cajun soothed her. "'Course Gambit don' t'ink dat! Jes...he likes it slow...so it can last a long time, n'est pas?" It looked like his ploy might work! He breathed a silent sigh of relief and kept going.
"You're so thoughtful," Bardie sighed longingly as she pulled off of him. "I wish we were married...that would be fun, wouldn't it?" She straddled him on all fours and lowered herself to give his lips a kiss.
"What would make Gambit happy is if y'all'd think about *Scott*. Think about him...do that foah me, Bardie...think about Scott!"
"S...Scott?" Her brow furrowed in confusion. "I remember...the Punishment Pits...and Granny Goodness watching...but...so hazy...."
**What the hell kind of sick S&M place is this?**, the mutant wondered. **And the gran'mere watching!?!**
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"Well don't just stand there woman!", Hammer snapped. "I've got things to do today! Clean me up!"
The thought of tending to her husband's biological needs tripped an erotic trigger in the brainwashed mutant's mind, driving her wild with lust at the thought of cleaning up after his erratic toilet needs. "Of course Justin, right away!" She unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor, then guided his wheelchair into the walk in shower.
Kavita grinned...it was obvious that Rogue was completely enslaved by her new programming...a fact that flipped the switches in HER head that had turned her into an ammoral brainwasher and eager accomplice (and more) to Trask. A hand drifted to the crotch of her suit as Anne Marie donned two loufa mittens and began to liberally soap up the withered and ravaged old man.
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