Clean it up, slut
Creed had fucked Jubilee raw. He’d passed out at some point in the night after maybe round four? He didn’t remember. By that time she was a drooling mess, laying face down, ass up, not making any protests other than the occasional moan as he shoved too much into her at once. As soon as he woke up, he was concerned he might have forgotten to lock the doors, and she could have escaped, but she was still laying on the bed beside him, curled up in a little ball.
Swinging his thick legs over the side of the bed, he yawned, and stretched. Glancing at her little frame, he was pleased she’d held up so well. With his size, and his sex drive, most of the time people ran away screaming after a couple rounds. However, she’d accepted that her place was under him, and he could appreciate that.
“It’s what sluts r’ fer”, he told himself internally, before heading to the small kitchen area. He wasn’t a good cook by any means, generally he found cooking to be women’s work, and something he didn’t bother with, but today he made a couple slices of toast, and some eggs, and then ate some sliced pieces of barely cooked steak strips. He took her an egg and toast to the bed.
“Wakey wakey- yer’ need strength”, he told her, in what was probably the nicest thing he’d done for anyone in years.
Jubilee blinked her eyes open at the sound of the voice, and took in her surroundings, remembering what had happened, she was totally naked, her bare skin flecked with cuts and scratches. Cringing, she slowly sat up, her body obviously in pain from the beating she’d taken the day before. There were bruises around the side of her neck, and the wound of a bite mark showed on her collar bone. Creed didn’t feel bad for any of it, but he knew she must be scared.
“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna’ kill you or nothin’, just gonna keep you here for collateral-“. He offered her the plate, and she looked at it nervously. “It’s not poisoned er’ anything,” he told her with a little scowl, “If I wanted to kill ya’ I’d just snap your neck.” He smirked, and his teeth poked into his lower lip a little.
She nodded and took the plate, eating it hungrily. He realized he hadn’t fed her yesterday, and almost felt a little bad about that.
Jubilee ate in silence, happy he’d given her something to eat. It didn’t taste bad either. Her body was incredibly sore after yesterday. All of her muscles felt pulled from him yanking her around like a rag doll, and her vagina was so sore from the pounding that it hurt no matter how she moved. There were claw marks running down both pale thighs, and he’d cum in her so much that her thighs felt like they were covered in paste. A bolt of concern ran through her at the thought of him cumming in her pussy so many times. She knew she should have gotten on the pill.
He watched her eat, and as she set the plate down on the side table, her little boobs swayed a little. Creed licked his lips, and felt his dick swell inside of his pants. Jubilee saw his eyes fill with lust, and she moved back on the bed a little.
“N-no-“ she whispered, she didn’t think she could withstand much more.
It was too late though, and Creed was already on the bed, moving her like a doll, flipping her over onto her stomach, and even though she tried to kick her legs, there was no use.
“Eh, stop yer’ strugglin’”. He snapped, grinding his massive erection against her ass cheek. “I still haven’t fucked yer’ ass, so don’t tempt me-“.
Jubilee cowered into the bed, she couldn’t imagine the pain of him fucking her ass, and she didn’t want him to get any ideas. He spread her pussy open from behind with his fingers, stretching it open as far as he could. She squirmed under his touch, and he smiled, a genuine smile. This was his element.
“Fuckin’ slut-“ he snarled, giving his dick a couple lazy strokes with his hand. “You love this- don’t lie-“. He forced himself in her unprepared vagina, and she screamed, as he forced himself inside. “Don’t lie, fuckin’ slut-“ he snapped, “You’re just a fuckin’ cock sleeve. Yer’ only job is pleasuring men much better than you-“. He grabbed her hips and forced her to arch her back so he could get a better angle on fucking her. “You’d be creaming all over yerself’ if it was Wolverine fucking you- wouldn’t you?”
Jubilee didn’t say anything, just kept her face pressed into the mattress, tears spilling down her cheeks.
“Wouldn’t you?” He snarled, claws digging into her waist so hard that she tried to squirm away. His claws left pin pricks of red on her skin. “Fuckin’ answer me when I’m talkin’ to ya-“ he told her, and landed a blow on her ass that caused her to cry out, body shaking from sobs.
“I would! I would!” Jubilee cried out in desperation, her face flushed from sobs and humiliation. She should have never gone out on her own to try and find him. Here she was, used like a rag doll, her pussy being torn to pieces by Creed’s massive cock, while he forced her to admit she liked what he was doing.
He wrapped a hand around her neck, and she cringed, his fingers encompassing most of her neck.
“That’s a good girl-“ he told her, humping her so hard the bed slammed into the wall. “What a good girl you are-“ at the sound of him praising her, butterflies exploded in her stomach, and her pussy tingled for the first time. She liked the sound of him telling her how good she was, especially while he held her down and fucked her.
He finally came, making sure to shove himself in as far as he could as stringy cum coated the inside of her uterus. Pulling himself out, she laid on the bed, not wanting, or knowing how to move. He grabbed her and scooped her up, basically dropping to the floor in front of him.
“You know? I think you’ve got some promise-“ he told her, as she kneelt in front of him, big doe eyes looking up at his face, mouth parted in a dopey, lust filled way. “I’m thinkin’ I might keep ya’ to breed-“.
Jubilee squirmed on her knees, her pussy dripping cum, and she’d never felt so scared, yet turned on.
“P-please don’t-“ she started to beg, eyes looking up at Creed.
“Oi, shut the fuck up-“ he told her, leaning forward, and she opened her mouth once more to protest, when a stream of urine hit her in the face.
She closed her eyes and gasped, and some of it went in her mouth as she fell back on her butt, gasping in shock. Creed smirked as he continued peeing on her, enjoying the look of horror and shock on her face when his stream of hot urine splashed her in the mouth.
She spat and sputtered, and suddenly he hit her in the cheek so hard she saw stars. Leaning down to her level, he snarled in her ear. “Never spit, ever again. I cum in yer’ mouth, I piss in yer’ mouth, you fuckin’ swallow. It’s yer’ job, as a whore-“. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded, sitting on the floor, covered in piss and cum. “Now, clean this floor up, and yerself-“ he stood up and stretched. “I’m going out for a little bit-“ Jubilee’s heart started to race at the thought of possibly escaping.
He turned and smirked. “Ah’ heard your heart beat faster-“ he grinned, “Don’t try and escape-“. Rattling around in a drawer, he pulled out a pair of strange looking cuffs. “Here-“ he leaned down, closing them over both ankle, so she could barely walk, it was more of a slow shuffle. “Also-“ he pulled out a pair of metal like gloves and slid them over her hands, locking them on her wrists with cuff like mechanisms. “One more thing-“ he grinned, and pulled out a chastity belt. Jubilee shrunk back from him, but he shook his head. “Don’t try me-“.
“Spread yer’ legs-“ he told her, and she did, and he slid the belt on, sliding the plug part into her ass, as she squirmed, and made sure that the secondary plug that doubled as a vibrator was properly positioned in her pussy. Then he locked the belt on her, and pocketed the key. “Now, make sure you have this mess cleaned up when ah’ get back, or I’ll give you something to cry about-“ he told her, and left, padlocking the door on the outside, and leaving her on the floor covered in piss and cum.