Chapter 9 - Angel Blade: Resolution--Part 9 (Bad)

Part 9

“General Chloe reports that she thinks Angel Blade is ready, Mother,” Karin told her. The slightly cruel smile that was the only indication of pleasure she allowed herself tugged at the corners of Phantom Lady's lips.

“After only three days? No, Karin. We mustn't rush this. Patience is required. Tell Chloe and Elaine to keep going for several more days. I want her well prepared for the next phase.”

“We can't delay too long,” Karin reminded her parent. “We've lost almost half of the GeoBloods to this project already. Each additional day costs us between eight and twelve more. Any less and the Angel Units may be able to regroup long enough to come looking once again.”

The Dark Mother dismissed this with a wave of a single finger.

“The GeoBloods will soon be irrelevant. They shall be replaced, and once they are, then the Angel Units will be irrelevant as well. We will have no more reason to attack the cities... unless we are required to convert more humans into mutants. Once Blade is mine...”

Her smile returned. It was a rather chilly smile for all its gloating.

The mutant daughter climbed up and snuggled onto her mother's lap, then happily began to suckle at her over-sized breast. After several moments, she stopped long enough to say, “I can hardly wait. I want to see what happens when you break Angel Blade.”

Happily letting her grown child go back to nursing, the Dark Mother corrected her.

“Oh, no, my dear. I have no intention of breaking Angel Blade. There's no need to break what can easily be forged into a new kind of tool.”

Karin looked up with a question, but didn't stop sucking nourishment, so the Mistress of Chaos explained, taking clear relish in her lesson.

“You know so much about science and magic sometimes I forget you don't know much of history.

“Humans have been working iron for thousands of years, and so they understand how to make it into what they like. You see, iron is a metal that is incredibly useful because it can take many forms.

“If iron is melted and simply cast into a shape, then it is very hard but it is brittle and unworkable without being broken... just as you suggested breaking Angel Blade.

“But if treated properly, the result is steel, and steel is the most useful form of iron. One simply needs to get it very hot, and then hammer it... again... and again... until it takes the shape the blacksmith desires.”

Her voice took on a gloating purr.

“That's what Chloe and Elaine have been doing. Your plan will help them get her very hot... 

“But in the end, I am the one who shall hammer her... again... and again...”

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The mutant minions holding Blade were eager to please their Mistress, and so being ordered to hold her for several more days so they could fuck her brainless again and again was very much to their liking. True, it would have been better if they could have taken her virginity as well, but with her being such a willing little fool who was happy to let herself throat, tits and ass be used for hours on end, day after day, it truly felt as if they were already being rewarded for a job well done.

Karin kept Blade's friends busy in the meantime by sending out GeoBloods to distract them, not allowing them enough time to relax enough to try to locate her again. Without some clear clue as to where she was, it was worse than useless to try to mount another rescue attempt. Kyouka had even located Moena's father again, hoping he might be able to use his remaining equipment to locate her, but it seemed that whatever else Karin's blocking device did, it seemed to prevent any signal from Moena's Angel Unit from alerting anyone to her presence.

All they could do was hope and wait.

When it came time to move Blade, Chloe and Elaine simply worked their fuck-toy especially hard for several hours, then used the electrical probes to send her over the edge into unconsciousness for the needed time. Elaine found it impressive at just how intensely Blade was able to climax even after hours of unrelenting abuse, the Angel still being able to squirt hard enough to reach the near wall as they sent current through her genitals to make her pass out long enough to relocate.

The Dark Mother had her taken to the chamber she'd had prepared. This place was darker than the lab, less technological, more primitive, yet subconsciously reassuring. The walls of the room looked rough hewn from the rock under her fortress, and the floor was covered with some kind of padded material that was a deep purplish-pink shade. Its texture was resilient and warm to the touch, making it comfortable to the skin but not too soft. There was a warm light that was enough to see easily even though it came from indirect sources. The entire place had an odd quality about it. It was almost... womb-like.

The irony of this would be lost on Blade until much later.

As she awoke, Moena stretched easily, her sated body still enjoying the afterglow of dozens of excellent orgasms from the night before. (She thought it had been night but couldn't be positive without any outside view.) There were some things that Chloe and Elaine tended to do that weren't exactly romantic, but they certainly didn't leave her unsatisfied. She'd had more climaxes in the last few days than she'd experienced in her entire life before this, and her Angel body approved. She'd always felt romance was so important simply because it was what she'd been brought up to believe, but she was beginning to find that even things she'd thought of as “nasty” could be incredibly pleasurable when she allowed herself to give herself over to them and not worry about what others might think of
her.

Looking around, she realized she was someplace new, but there was no sign of threat. Even the electronic equipment was absent, so perhaps they didn't intend to use the electro-shock toys any more. Moena wasn't sure if she thought that was good or bad. They did tend to hurt, but they also gave her the most intense climaxes in spite of making her pass out.

Mmm... thinking of how lovely it was to have lovers (she no longer considered them captors) who were so... so... well, they obviously thought Moena was very special since they always concentrated on her. She was always the center of their attention, and they always had such forceful orgasms when with her. That was quite flattering when they must have had many other opportunities.

And they always talked about how amazing she was. No one had ever complimented her sexual talents before this... though to be honest, she'd only had a couple of lovers before, and no boyfriends. She could hardly imagine any boys being so... so inexhaustible... so adamant... so very good at bringing her to climax again and again.

It made her feel special that they kept coming back for more. Chloe and Elaine could have gone out and brought back... who was that?... the pink-haired police woman they'd been having fun with when she'd interrupted. And the other one... the one who was their class president... what was her name? It was on the tip of her tongue...

But Moena was wondering where Chloe and Elaine were. She must have been awake for twenty minutes already and neither had come in to “see to her” yet. That was unusual. They'd been so attentive recently, as soon as she was awake, they were likely to appear wanting to have sex. Perhaps there was something occupying them. The ache between her thighs was telling her it had been too long since she'd had her sexual itch well scratched, and Moena was growing spoiled at having talented lovers to see to scratching that itch so thoroughly.

Where were they?

Well, if they weren't around, Moena knew she could always fall back on old habits. There was nothing stopping her from seeing to her own needs if her playmates were unavailable.

Her fingers went to the junction of her thighs and she began playing with herself. Licking her fingers, she ran them over her labia which grew wet almost instantly, her lubrication flowing freely the moment she had any kind of stimulation now.

While her fingers were notably inferior to Chloe and Elaine's lovely big cocks, Moena still could give herself more pleasure than she'd known before. As Angel Blade, her body was so much more responsive sexually. She was able to feel far more intense pleasure than any time she was just Moena. At this rate, she might not be at all upset if Moena never came back when such delightful pleasures were available in her enhanced Angel body.

She dug the fingers of her right hand up and into herself while her other hand massaged her clit in a circular motion, and she moaned loudly as she raised her hips off the padded floor. It was so lovely to not worry about anyone hearing her. What if they did? It was her right to enjoy pleasure when she could. That she'd denied herself so long was a tragedy.

It only took her a minute or so to get herself to the brink of orgasm, the wet, slippery sounds her hands made exciting her all the more. Blade only wished she had another with her to share in the pleasure... to encourage her in her self-enjoyment... to come along with her.

Thinking of having a lovely fat prick filling her up was the last straw, and Blade raised her hips high as her fingers abused her soaked pussy harder and made her legs shake as she came, crying out loudly in release, trembling all over as her pelvis thrust upwards again and again in imitation of her being fucked hard.

She fell back and rolled onto her side, her fingers still locked tight between her thighs as she quivered with the fleeting climax she'd given herself.

“Lovely, my dear,” said a sultry voice she remembered, and Blade's heart started pounding.

Not wanting to seem frightened even though that was the case, Angel Blade slid her hands from between her legs and rolled to the other side so she could see the woman the voice belonged to.

There, in a seat she hadn't even realized was a seat before, sat the Phantom Lady. She was smiling, showing she'd clearly been present for at least the end of Blade's self-pleasuring.

But though she knew this was the same woman she'd battled across the swirling chaos not that long ago, she looked incredibly different. Here she was without her headdress and spiked shoulder protection that were part of what made her so formidable and foreboding. Her silvery hair was tumbling down over her lovely shoulders and onto the upper slope of her impressive chest. She was seated but Blade could tell she was taller than herself by almost a foot, and her figure was far more lush than any woman she'd ever known.

But the thing that shocked Blade was to find she was so incredibly beautiful. She radiated tremendous charisma as well as surprising grace, and the Angel found herself shocked when she realized she felt not just fear but she also felt the same ache in her belly as from the touch of Chloe and Elaine.

“I'm glad to see you're feeling at home,” Phantom Lady continued, confirming she'd witnessed Blade's masturbating. “It's important for you to feel welcome here when you are to to play such a pivotal role.”

Angel Blade recalled that Chloe and Elaine had both mentioned how she was to meet the Phantom Lady again, but that had sounded like an idea that was far off, something that might happen some day in the future, not so abruptly.

The most shocking fact was that in spite of her fear at facing their long-standing enemy, Blade didn't feel the normal fight-or-flight response that would typically accompany such a surprise. She had no instinct either to run or to attack. Then again, the woman was doing nothing that might be construed as threatening. There was a feeling of fear... of impending danger, but not of physical violence.

“I hope Chloe and Elaine treated you well,” the Dark Mother purred, packing an amazing volume of suggestion into such a simple word.

And rose gracefully.

It wasn't until that moment that Blade realized that Phantom Lady had one very notable feature in common with both her minions, namely a huge penis. Truth be told, she looked even larger than either of the mutants who she'd been intimate with, and Blade's eyes grew large at the sight. It was immense. It wasn't so big she couldn't imagine having it inside her, but her imagination was rather vivid in that department, so Phantom Lady didn't disappoint.

Involuntarily, Blade licked her lips and felt herself growing excited. She still felt the fear that had gripped her stomach moments before, but now that only served to make the lust she was experiencing that much hotter.

She'd never considered their nemesis to be a sexual creature, always seeming cool and aloof, but it made sense. All her minions... all the GeoBloods... every creature under her control had an insatiable sexual appetite.

From the way her thick phallus was swelling, it seemed that appetite was inherited from their Mistress.

Blade knew that the lust she felt was totally inappropriate. This was the person who was the source of all their recent problems. She was behind every attempt to capture or hurt everyone she cared about.

But she also triggered that primal sexual response in Angel Blade's core. The same intense sexual need she'd found around Chloe and Elaine was clearly present here as well, but even more primative in nature. It spoke to some part of her that had no logic, just animal instinct, and that animal was in heat.

Blade suddenly realized her hand was again between her legs, no matter what conflict was going on inside the logical part of her mind, but with her body reacting without her direction as it was, there wasn't much doubt how that conflict was going to be resolved.

Moving slowly closer, wide hips swaying in a manner that waved her growing erection back and forth hypnotically, Phantom Lady moved in like some leisurely predator on prey she knew was unable to flee. Angel Blade could do nothing but stare at her approach. Each step closer made Blade's heart pound faster, her eyes locked not on the woman she feared but on the huge penis she desired so much.

Stopping easily within arm's reach, her erection bobbing just inches from the face of the woman she'd sworn to either possess or crush, the Mistress looked down at the female kneeling there. This was the moment she'd been planning for months, and here it was, the troublesome Angel Blade clearly unable to resist any longer. No fight... no attempt at escape. She simply sat there as her mortal enemy stood over her.

Still, the Mistress had to savor the moment a touch longer. She needed to mock her victim, even if it accomplished nothing more than to establish that Angel Blade knew she'd been beaten, and not even beaten after a valiant battle but by her humiliating surrender.

“You look as if you want something, my dear. It couldn't possibly be this, could it?”

And slipping one hand behind the submissive Angel's head, she urged the pretty face of her victim forward until she could push her cock into her stretched open mouth.

The incredible thrill that went through Phantom Lady was only matched by the despair that registered in Angel Blade's mind as she realized she had no desire to resist.

With a satisfied laugh, the Dark Mother began to use Blade's lovely mouth as an outlet for her lust.

Days of priming had their effect, and the moment her tormentor forced herself past the constriction at the back of Angel Blade's mouth, the fallen angel shook all over, her fingers clenching on the thighs of her Mistress as she came.

With Blade so completely at her (so-called) mercy, she had to rub salt into the wound of her surrender. To do less would have been most unsatisfying. Making her body perform to her whims was adequate at best, but grinding her spirit beneath her heel was what she wanted to savor.

She taunted her sweet little cock sleeve, “I should have realized it was all an act. The fighting... the struggles... it was all just to get my attention, wasn't it? Like a young child pulling a playmate's pigtails because they like them but don't want to admit it. But this was what you really wanted all along. I was blind not to recognize it sooner. It's all right. I promise to make up for lost time, my dear.”

Blade closed her eyes, unable to deny it in spite of it being so false... but who would believe it to see her now? She was a slave to the incredible pleasure of being the Mistress's plaything. Even she could no longer deny it, no matter how much her heart rebelled at the thought.

The Mistress didn't even pretend to be a lover. This was an act of domination, putting her newest acquisition firmly in place as a toy for her Mistress's pleasure. She pushed her huge cock into the beaten Blade's stretched lips, the climax she gave her simply adding to the humiliation she saw in the angel's face.

If the Dark Mother had been so inclined, she would have been grateful and quite possibly even impressed at what a thorough job Chloe and Elaine had done on the former heroine. Of the strong, indomitable figure idolized by thousands of women around City 69 there was no sign. This lovely trollop who was so terribly orgasmic bore little resemblance to the Angel Unit so many adored as a beacon of hope and resistance against the forces of chaos threatening their world.

Phantom Lady used the long twin ponytails of her fuck-toy as handles, pulling her down on her quivering erection until it had completely disappeared down the fallen Blade's receptive throat, then pulling her back just far enough to hear the beautiful sound of her gasp and moan before driving herself forward to cut off her victim's ability to breathe once again.

In spite of the great temptation, the futanari fucking Blade's face didn't give in and simply feed her a gullet-full of semen. There would be plenty of opportunity later on. Now, she simply stroked herself into the tear-soaked lovely until they both understood exactly who was in control here, the dominatrix pushing Blade's head down until the pretty nose of her captive was mashed against her abdomen, every throbbing inch of the Mistress's thick tool down her unresisting throat again and again.

Holding her there until she felt the lovely heroine shaking with a massive climax, tear-filled eyes rolled up in her head, the Dark Mother roughly pulled her back off her cock, letting the defeated Angel collapse onto the floor to lie there twitching, her mind overwhelmed by the treatment. 

Phantom Lady watched as Blade lay there, terribly amused that a woman who was still a virgin could be so uncontrollably orgasmic. Why, she was worse than Chloe or Elaine, and neither of them had been virgins even before their being turned to her will!

“Oh, come now, my dear,” her new Mistress clucked, “You can't be done yet. We have so much more to do before we're finished tonight.”

Reaching down, she moved the smaller woman like a rag doll, positioning Angel Blade on her knees, head down to the floor, shapely breasts mashed into the surface beneath them, and moved up so she could take the one thing no one had yet possessed...

The virginity of Angel Blade.

Pressing forward, the dick-woman pinned her fuck-toy to the floor with a hand in the center of her back. It made it impossible for Blade to move even if she'd wanted to, the head of the Dark Mother's huge cock roughly trying to force its way inside the untraveled territory of Blade's pristine vagina. She pushed forward again and again, but each thrust was met with resistance, the tight entrance simply not used to anything that size being allowed within.

A human woman would have been unable to resist even a moment. The strength of Phantom Lady would have made a common human rip by this time if they resisted this way, but the Angel System's skin-strengthening ability made Blade a more formidable obstacle. That the thing that make her a perfect host also prevented her penetration was entirely too ironic.

The dominant woman was growing more frustrated than she had been in a very long time. She was used to immediate obedience from all those around her. Here her prize was, not even putting up token resistance, and yet her body which should have been joyfully accepting her wasn't able to take her.

A kind of snarl twisted the lip of the Mistress. This was unacceptable!

The Phanton Lady considered summoning one of her minions to come and loosen up the tight channel of her conquest, but dismissed the idea immediately. This was her prize, and hers alone! She'd be damned if she'd let another have her first, even if it was only for a moment. If she could only find the right key to unlocking this frustratingly tight snatch that continued to thwart her best intentions!

Looking down at the young thing she intended to make her own, the Mistress thought back to what her minions had done to keep Blade entertained and enjoying their attentions for so long.

Hmm... perhaps...

Keeping up the pressure against Blade's uncooperative entrance, the Mistress reached down and jammed several graceful fingers into the other entrance this position exposed, namely her ass.

Blade gave a sudden squeal and bucked, but the unkind act served to unlock the resistance in Blade's body. One moment the Dark Mother was thinking she'd need to find a pry-bar before she got what she wanted, and then the next the crown of her cock forced its way inside.

The pleasure at the sensation was secondary for Phantom Lady as she felt a thrill of victory she'd only known a handful of times in her extraordinary life. She'd had power even before assuming the role of Dark Mother to the forces of chaos, but this was tangibly more. The sexual part of the act was almost incidental to the symbolic defeat of those opposing her.

She had won!

The cry from Blade reminded her Mistress that while the sex might be incidental to her, it was not to the squirming trollop who obviously was wanting to be fucked at the moment.

Moving her hands to Blade's hips, she took a firm grip and thrust forward firmly, waited a second or so, then did it again, forcing her way a bit deeper inside with each push.

She wasn't even half way inside before Angel Blade began stuttering, “I... I... I'm... I... I'm... co... co...”

Even before she could finish what she intended to say, Blade's system overloaded. She shook hard for a moment, then convulsed and squirted, the feeling of such a magnificent cock stretching her out for the first time too much for her body to cope with . She lost all ability to speak coherently, crying wordlessly as the conflicted Angel began to push back in an attempt to capture more of the Mistress's thick tool, all the while coming and shaking.

Full penetration didn't happen immediately, In fact, it took almost fifteen seconds for Phantom Lady to get herself fully inside her newest toy, but once she was (or as much as Blade's interior could accommodate), she had to admit that Angel Blade was a magnificent sexual animal who was worth the wait... quite possibly the finest she'd ever had. She was tight to the point where the Dark Mother wondered if she withdrew, would she be able to get back in as deeply again? She was hot and wet as she'd ever female she'd ever taken, her natural muscles milking her Mistress's tool as if having the head pressed firmly against her cervix wasn't deep enough. Perhaps it was part of how Blade's body's reacted to climax as she was obviously coming during the whole process, each push by the futanari making her pet's pleasure peak and shake all the more, just as if she were heaping more fuel on a fire that was already blazing beyond control.

But the Mistress was pleased to discover that it seemed once she'd stretched her petite prize the first time, Blade's angel body quickly learned to adapt, and soon she was plowing away, the noise of sticky animal sex punctuated by the angel's cries of sexual hunger as Phantom Lady filled her with each thrust. The sounds they made were unmistakably obscene, the product of two halves of a perfectly matched pair designed to drive the other to ecstatic excess.

The Dark Mother reveled at the sensation of each tiny variation she felt in Blade's clasping pussy, every little spot seemingly designed to bring her greater pleasure as it rubbed along her length, elastic bands of muscle clenching around her, stimulating every vein and contour of her rod as she rode her delightful new pet.

While Angel Blade was crying out in a long, rolling succession of orgasms, the Mistress knew she could push her to greater excess. She needed this wanton creature so delirious with pleasure she didn't care about anything else in the world but being taken by the Dark Mother's magnificent cock. She intended to make Blade every bit as dependent on her as Karin or the GeoBloods, simply for a different reason.

Now that she had her intended victim leaping to her touch, the Mistress raised the stakes again and she tapped the chaos from which she drew power that gave her abilities no humans could hope to match. Using her mutant nature, the Dark Mother concentrated a moment and sprouted a long, slender tentacle with a knobby bicone the size of goose egg at the end. She'd done this during sex before, usually with her former favorite, Nailkaiser. Now she intended to discover if it worked as well for her new plaything.

“Here, my wanton little angel. Let's see how you like this,” and she removed the fingers she had been grinding around inside Blade's ass to allow the bicone tip to replace them.

It pushed only a moment before popping inside, and Blade's exclamations grew louder and if possible even less coherent. They began to thrust into her by both openings in a syncopated rhythm, one thrusting in as the other withdrew, rubbing against one another through the thin wall of flesh that separated her vagina from her rectum.

Blade began writhing around, possessed by the incredible sensations coursing through her as she continued to come at the dual assault.

“No! No! I c... c... can't... can't ta... ta... take... aaah-yeee!”

And her entire frame spasmed. Blade jerked so hard she almost shook herself free of the amazing tool filling her in spite of it banging at the door to her womb. A massive jet of her ejaculate sprayed out, soaking the back of Blade's thighs and Phantom Lady's front from her crotch down.

The Mistress smiled and kept plowing Angel Blade's fine fissure.

Normally, the Dark Mother wouldn't have concerned herself with the pleasure of her plaything had it not been for the fact that she had plans for her than lasted far beyond this one night. She also knew that due to the Angel System strengthening not just her epidermis but her internal organs in some regions, she understood that her lovely little toy likely required great pleasure to allow her to conceive. 

And conception was the Dark Mother's ultimate goal.

Now that Blade was unable to resist, her body's sexual gratification the only thing she cared about, the Dark Mother knew this was the moment her angel body would be at its most vulnerable.

The Mistress began thrusting harder with both cock and tentacle, making Angel Blade almost howl to give expression to the unbelievable cycle of orgasms building higher inside her. Blade had never known such pleasure was possible, her entire being feeling electrified as it shook without let-up, the sensation of her Mistress's incredible cock driving her on and on, deeper and deeper into a state of mindless sexuality.

“Now, my little brood mare... receive my ultimate gift.”

Blood surged through her thick phallus as it pushed firmly against the entrance to Blade's womb. The Mistress felt the semen rising as her own pleasure peaked, and then the painfully strong contraction of climax as she began to pump her seed into the angel's waiting sanctum. As it did, the tentacle in her ass pushed firmly against the point of greatest pressure in the wall separating it from the Mistress's over-sized tool, stretching out her sphincter painfully in the process.

Angel Blade felt it instantly, and her pleasure soared. Her face lost any trace of thought or expression other than simple vacuous sexual gratification, her mouth open in a drooling smile, eyes unfocused, irises almost entirely hidden as they rolled up and tried to disappear beneath her still-open lids. Her body shook all over as the Mistress's semen began to flood into her, the fat erection blocking Angel's tight passage so thoroughly that her thick, hot seed had nowhere to go but to begin inflating the previously untouched womb like a balloon. It kept pumping into her, and Blade just shook in vacant ecstasy, numbed by the sensation of her belly swelling as it was filled with ridiculous quantities of the futanari's semen.

In just fifteen seconds or so, Angel Blade's strengthened flesh reached the point where even it could accept no more, the mindless strumpet looking as if she were ready to deliver twins at any moment.Feeling the last trace of semen oozing from her, the Dark Mother withdrew from both of Blade's lower openings and allowed her plaything to collapse forward onto the floor.

As she did, the pressure this put on Blade's belly squeezed a portion of the semen filling her out, the artificially-strengthened lining of her interior performing as designed to prevent damage...

...But never intended to prevent pregnancy.

With the combination of a ridiculously potent donor like Phantom Lady with an intentionally augmented (and fertile) Blade, conception was inevitable. Just as the Dark Mother had foreseen, such a union couldn't possibly fail, especially when the previously inexperienced Moena would never have considered needing something as basic as birth control. Moena had never had a boyfriend, so why would she worry about such a silly thing?

The Dark Mother allowed herself the very human flaw of gloating for the moment. Here was the one who had been the symbol of resistance against her, the bastion of strength human women had turned to for hope. In battle, she was glorious. In sexual defeat, she was pitiful yet curiously beautiful.

Still, the Mistress found looking down at the spent body of her former nemesis simply too delicious to ignore. Despite having the most outrageous climax of her life of excess, she found gazing on the exhausted, cum-spattered heroine exciting beyond what she'd ever anticipated, and she felt herself growing as hard as she had been at the thought of taking Blade's virginity. Though that goal had been met in a most thorough manner, simple lust and a wish to dominate the lovely fuck-toy were enough to fan the flames in her loins.

Blade began to show some signs of recovery, moving slowly and feebly, exhausted by the incredible sexual ordeal she'd undergone already.

But the woman in control was far from finished. Phantom Lady had the sexual stamina of a satyr and the desire to use it. As she considered her defeated former foe, she couldn't help but think, There's no reason not to allow myself a small victory celebration.

She reached down and moved Angel Blade back on hands and knees, but as she was about to shove herself inside once again, she hesitated because there was a slight but real danger in taking her again. The sheer vigor of the way they fucked could endanger any fertilized ova. Besides, Blade's strengthened membranes might create problems she hadn't anticipated. To be perfectly truthful, she didn't know with any certainty at all how Blade's system would behave as host to their hybrid offspring, if indeed she would conceive at all. There simply were too many unknown factors to predict. Blade's delightful vagina might be incredibly enticing, but not enough to place her plans at risk over. 

But that doesn't exclude other openings.

Blade was utterly exhausted, her muscles feeling like they would never be able to support her again, but the afterglow from the most outrageous sex of her short but very intense experience was still fresh with her, and when she felt the hands of her Mistress on her once again, a flare of excitement stirred in her core. Exhausted or not, her body would happily do what it needed to do if it meant more of the incredible pleasure she'd just experienced.

When she felt where the Dark Mother was positioning herself, her body was instantly alert and preparing for action... but not for battle.

Blade felt the huge glans press against her ass, and she blew out a breath and did her best to relax, knowing that what was coming would be...

The stab of agony at being penetrated by a cock far bigger than any object her ass was designed to pass was excruciating, but to her surprise the pain lasted far less time than the Mistress had taken in entering her previously.

But for all the pain, the speed with which it made her climax was just as unbelievable. One moment, the wide flaring head was spreading her wider than she'd ever experienced, the next it had pushed within and her body was coming strongly.

Phantom Lady chuckled as how Blade was already mid-climax when she'd barely begun. She'd expected the fallen angel to be more resistant to her body being conditioned this way, but it was clear that it took greater pleasure in this as well.

Then let's see how she reacts to this.

And Phantom Lady took Blade firmly by the hips and drove herself deeply into her in one powerful thrust.

Blade's head snapped up, her face mirror of shock, the suddenness of the attack on her nervous system shaking her. The savageness of it put pressure on certain interior parts and squeezed out a portion of the semen that had been filling her uterus, making it run out her over-used pussy. A soft, quavering squeak came from Blade's open mouth, as if a true cry of pain was too large to escape from her shock-constricted throat.

Then the Dark Mother took her prize, roughly fucking her ass, amused that Blade came so strongly with the pain this must have caused.

As soon as the futanari started sodomizing her, the shock on Blade's face lost its grip on her and melted into an expression of brainless sexual bliss, eyes unfocused and rolling upward, lips slack but vaguely smiling, a thin trail of saliva dripping off her tongue where it extended slightly over her lower lip. Her body shook, the rough treatment of her Mistress plundering her anus this way and the uncontrollable tremors of the orgasm that gripped her short-circuiting any thought process with a mind-numbing ecstasy. She began squirting every half-dozen strokes or so, soaking the surface where they knelt as it mixed with the excess semen that had escaped her overflowing sexual organs.

A normal human woman would have passed out long before this, their unprotected system unable to cope with the physical assault from without and the pain/pleasure confusion within, but for Blade, the Angel System prevented any genuine physical damage while the heightened sexual reflex triggered by Phantom Lady's genetic chemistry changed her into the perfect living sex doll, welcoming all forms of stimulation and translating it into just another reason to come.

With her toy in this condition, the Mistress knew Blade was likely more susceptible to suggestion, her logical brain numbed, unable to resist the thoughts implanted by her captor's cruel words. Even if somehow she knew it was nothing but propaganda, the doubt it planted would do nothing to hurt their chances of her accepting her current circumstances.

“This is your life now. Your false friends abandoned you to this, but that's all right because you don't need them any longer. Now we are your family... your friends... your lovers. This is where you belong, not fighting some war you were given no choice about. Your father turned you into a weapon without your permission, ruining any chance you might have had at a normal life.”

She kept up her subversive monologue as she continued her sexual assault on Blade's exquisite derriere, loving both the sensation of Blade's ass tight around her fat erection as well as the way Blade reacted to having her ass fucked so cruelly. Combined with the mind games she was playing on the vulnerable angel, it was all simply too delicious to resist.

As she was planting her seeds of doubt, the manner in which Phantom Lady was roughly plowing Blade's angelic ass had started her sliding forward a bit at a time, and while it wasn't immediately a problem, the futanari realized that it soon would be.

The Dark Mother thought of simply hauling Blade back by her hips, holding her in position so she couldn't escape, but that smacked of putting forth effort that might be misinterpreted as concern for her plaything. This was an act of dominance to sweep away any lingering resistance left in Blade, so Phantom Lady looked for some way to exert control while keeping her toy in a state of sexual stupor.

With Blade in such a submissive posture, arms providing neither support nor protection, face and chest against the slightly yielding surface, Phantom Lady leaned down until her own over-sized breasts were rubbing against the skin of Blade's back. This got her close enough so her hands could reach the ground on each side next to where her plaything's chest was mashed to the ground, and she very deliberately trapped Blade's erect nipples beneath her strong thumbs and cruelly pinned them to the floor, making them pull painfully each time she thrust into Blade's exposed ass, quite effectively stopping her slow slide while increasing her toy's pain.

Angel Blade was already in a state of semi-consciousness, her body in full control as it happily accepted the abuse it confused for pleasure, but this was too much even for her augmented system to continue to accept for long. Her sexual reflex buried the needle in the red zone and she bucked as if having a seizure, her own ejaculate and Phantom Lady's left-over semen squirting from her exposed sex, the muscles of her core pushing out more of the sticky white seed that inflated her belly.

As if needing to replace the sperm escaping Blade's luscious body, the Dark Mother said, “Here, my pretty little brood mare... another offering for you from your Mistress,” and her massive cock surged as she pumped even more cum inside the overwhelmed woman. As Blade was already like some obscene balloon with her stretched belly swollen from Phantom Lady's previous offering, this simply pushed semen into her rectum, displacing more of that inflating her uterus and causing it to run from her cunt.

Once spent, the Dark Mother withdrew herself from the unconscious Blade, looking down at her defeated adversary with her seed oozing from both lower orifices.

“Yes,” she gloated. “You will do quite well, my pretty little strumpet. A few more days like this and you'll forget you ever had a previous purpose.”

Had it been in her nature, the Mistress would have laughed.
