Demetria & Rex.
Rex hit Demetria lightly across the face and frowned. It wasn't any fun when they wouldn't even react. Maybe...
He grinned evilly.
Yeah, that would work.
~*~*~*~
He slid gracefully into Rebekah's mind and walked her out of the mansion, chatting with people on the way. A car picked her up and placed Demetria at the gates.
Octavian freaked out when his sister was carried down to the medlabs with Logan and Hank locked him out.
"DAMMIT! What's wrong?! What happened>! Dem, talk to me, please! Oh god, please!"
~*~*~*~
Rex walked Rebekah into his room and had his operative lock it behind her. Then he slid from her body back into his own and he stood from his bed, black trackpants lying low on his muscled hips. He was goodlooking in an ominous way and he cultivated it.
"Hello miss..."
Rebekah
Rebekah looked around, eyes widening.
"How did I get here?"
Rex.
Rex smiled unpleasantly and walked around her, looking her up and down in an appraising way.
"Nice..." he commented before moving away to a small bar.
"You walked out, and then one of my men picked you up. Drink?"
Rebekah
Rebekah folded her arms across her chest, feeling self conscious and more than slightly afraid.
"No, thank you."
She decided to be polite. Maybe that would help the situation.
Rex.
"Suit yoself," Rex drawled in his deep Southern accent.
He poured himself a glass of good scotch over ice and sipped from it slowly, watching her like a snake watching a mouse.
"My second was right. You are very pretty..."
Rebekah
Rebekah backed up slightly.
"Thank you," she said meekly. "What do you want from me?"
Rex.
Rex chuckled wickedly.
"Whut does any right minded man want from a pretty woman?"
His drawl lengthened the 'o' sounds, nearly making them into words in themselves. He finished his drink and put the glass upside down on the sink for the maid to clean up later.
"The British girl stopped crying and being so fun, so I swapped you two..."
Rebekah
Rebekah took a slow step back.
"Where is Demetria now?"
Rex.
Rex rolled his shoulders slightly, muscles showing prominently.
"I sent her back. I figure that blue furry doctor is a pretty damn good sawbones, so when I use you up, I can just swap you two again. Or one of my men said the blond boy was a damn good f*ck too...mouth like an angel but sucked dick like a demon."
Rebekah
"Oh..."
Rebekah felt her heart race as her fear went soaring. She took another step back.
Oh God...
Rex.
Rex grinned at her and moved quickly for a man his size to grab her by the upper arms.
"This can be very very bad...or it can be good. Choose, bitch."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah obediently stood still, her body language letting him know that she wouldn't fight him.
Not until later, anyway.
~*~*~*~
Bobby knocked on Jono's door.
"Hey, is Bek in there? She promised to help me with the essay Storm set."
Jonothon & Rex.
Rex chuckled, a dark sound before he kissed her gently and moved away slightly.
"Strip. But nicely. I want to watch you move."
~*~*~*~
Jonothon put down his pen as he moved towards the door, and opened it.
"Nah mate, she's not 'ere."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah unbuttoned her shirt slowly, hips swaying to the imaginary music in her head.
She was with Jono. With Jono.
~*~*~*~
"Damn. She's not in her room either."
Bobby frowned.
"You see her lately?"
Jonothon & Rex.
Rex watched the show with darkened eyes. The power was what he got off more then anything else. Everything else was just window dressing. Now to take it another step downwards...
"Touch yourself," Rex ordered softly, a steel thread of command running through his velvety voice.
~*~*~*~
"Not since this morning. Why?"
Jonothon frowned slightly.
"She told me she was going into town for some beauty thing...I kinda switched off after that."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah looked around and made a beeline for the door.
~*~*~*~
Bobby nodded.
"Oh ok, she must've forgotten then, that's all. Nevermind."
He groaned.
"Man, I walked up all of those stairs for her."
Jonothon & Rex.
"When I give yo an order," Rex said, grabbing her arm and throwing her back towards the bed.
"I expect yo to *obey* it."
He tilted his head slightly at her, face still and forbidding as an African tribal statue carved from some dark wood.
"Face down across the bed. Kneeling on the floor, hands on the back of yo head. Now."
~*~*~*~
Jonothon shrugged.
"Sorry I couldn't be more help, Bobby."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah slowly got to her knees and did as he said.
She wondered if she was out of Jono's range. She probably was.
~*~*~*~
Bobby shrugged.
"We went to Gwen's this morning, she probably needed to get away from me. Hmm, I should be insulted. Thanks anyway, Jono."
Jonothon & Rex.
"There are very few things that annoy me..." Rex purred as he turned to a cupboard in his room.
"And an uppity white slut is one of them. Yo obey me. Or I'll hurt yo. Well, I'll probably hurt yo anyway, but I'll *really* hurt yo if yo don't do what I say."
He flexed the leather of the belt between his hands, then cracked it down on her butt.
~*~*~*~
Jonothon lifted two fingers to the side of his head and sketched a sort of salute.
"S'alright, mate. See ya round."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah bit her lip and closed her eyes.
~*~*~*~
Bobby waved and headed down the stairs, grumbling to himself.
Rex.
Rex used the belt on her a few more times, then turned away calmly.
"Let's try that again..."
He put the belt down and turned back to Rebekah.
"Let's play that from before yo decided to be stupid. On yo feet."
Rebekah
Rebekah stood up and faced him, focusing her eyes on a spot on the wall as she slipped her shirt off her shoulders, revealing her newly healed skin.
Rex.
Rex made a low approving growl in his throat.
"Now...do I have to take yo through this step by step in what I mean when I say for yo to touch yoself? Because that would mean you're shit stupid. And I ain't no fan of stupid people."
Rebekah
Rebekah felt a lump rise in her throat.
She slid her hands over her body slowly, and sensually.
With Jono. She was with Jono.
Rex.
"Look at me," Rex growled.
"Yo will remember who yo doing this foah. And if I hear any name but mine, I may kill yo."
Rebekah
Rebekah obediently slid her eyes to Rex, her hands undoing her pants.
She stepped out of them, rubbing over herself lightly.
Jono.
Rex.
He always made them come to him. It humilated them even more when he told them to do things, and they did it. When it started happening automatically...
"Come here," Rex said in a low voice.
Rebekah
Rebekah walked over to him slowly, clad only in a matching white lacy bra and thong.
Rex.
Rex ran his hands down her sides gently, then leant forward to lick over her material covered breasts.
"Take your bra off. And then sit down on my lap, facing me."
Rebekah
Rebekah reached behind her and unclasped her bra, and letting it fall to the ground. She took a slow step forward and then sat on his lap.
Rex.
Rex kissed her slowly, parting her lips with his tongue gently before delving into her mouth. His hands settled on her hips, fingers nearly meeting around her back.
"Mmmm..."
Rebekah
Rebekah kissed him back softly.
Oh God.
Rex.
"Now, I know yo a telepath..." Rex purred, kissing down her neck and across her shoulders.
"And an empath too. But you throw any shit at me I will *know*, it won't affect me unless *I* let it and I will whip this pretty ass of yours until it's bloody. And then I'll let my men have you. Some of them are rather anxious to make your acquantice again, yes ma'am."
Rebekah
Rebekah nodded.
"Oui, I will behave."
Rex.
"Good."
Rex nipped at her breast.
"Demetria you said her name was? didn't. Haughty snooty little bitch. I got sick of that very quickly. Two days down in the barracks, legs spread wide across a table in the mess hall and she was begging to come back to me."
He ripped her knickers with a twist of his fingers.
"Knees and use your mouth on me but don't make me come."
Rebekah
Rebekah obediently got to her knees and pushed his pants down slightly.
She took a deep breath, then licked at his length, licking the sensitive vein.
Rex.
Rex moaned and laid his head against the back of the chair. He closed his eyes slightly to concentrate on what she was doing better.
"Lee was right...you have a *lovely* mouth."
Rebekah
Rebekah closed her eyes as she took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip.
Rex.
Rex looked down at her and wrapped his fingers through her hair.
"Look at me. I have this thing where I want yo to remember who yo f*cking, slut. I know it can be hard foah white women..."
Rebekah
Rebekah obediently looked up at him, taking him further in her mouth.
Just Jono, that's all she made herself see.
Rex.
Rex smiled at her slightly, then tightened his grip on her hair.
"See, there's this thing where I'm a bit of a telepath myself...and I *know* yo're not thinking bout me. I suggest yo cure yoself of that bad habit quick smart, bitch."
He bucked his hips slightly, forcing himself further into her mouth.
Rebekah
Rebekah gagged slightly, but then relaxed.
Ok.
She licked along him slowly, teasingly, then engulfed him again, swallowing around him.
Rex.
Rex moaned softly, then used her hair to tug her off his length.
"Enough."
He stood and stretched slightly, before stepping out his pants.
"Bed."
Rebekah
Rebekah obediently crawled onto the bed.
Rex.
Rex got onto the bed next to her, then kissed her again, sliding two fingers into her and rubbing her lightly. Confuse them...and being made to be aroused was even more humilating. They're being raped, but they're enjoying it on a few levels.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned softly, kissing him back.
Oh God, she wanted to be at the mansion, but if this spared Dem anything... than she'd go through it.
Rex.
Rex chuckled softly before he rolled her over onto her back, settling lightly between her legs. He kissed her again, rocking his hips slightly.
Rebekah
Rebeah kissed him back, moaning again.
Rex.
"Women are such sluts," Rex whispered into her ear before driving into her with one hard thrust.
Rebekah
Rebekah's eyes widened slightly.
Ok, slightly ouch.
Rex.
"Even if you're not enjoying it..." Rex said as he started to rhust from his hips.
"I want yo to pretend like yo are. Pant and moan like a bitch in heat. And just for the record, miss..."
He bit down on her lips as he thrust into her brutally.
"My name is Rex."
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned slightly, tightening around him.
"Oh Goddd..."
Rex.
Rex shuddered, kissing her again and dominating her mouth.
"God DAMN, yo're tight. I wonder..."
His hand crept down to cup her ass and squeeze gently, before rubbing over her lightly with his fingers.
Rebekah
Rebekah kissed him back, her hips bucking up slightly.
She tightened around him again.
Rex.
Rex continued to thrust into her as the hand that had been rubbing her wandered over to his bedside table. He opened the drawer and rummaged in it for a few moments, before he slicked his fingers and slid one into her ass.
Rebekah
Rebekah gasped slightly in surprise, but didn't fight it.
She kissed his neck lightly.
Rex.
"See, the Brit girl fought me on this tooth and nail, clawing like a wildcat," Rex whispered into Bek's ear as he slid a second finger into her and started to scissor lightly.
"That's why I spreadeagled her for my men to f*ck however and whenever they felt like it. And they did. I have...usually fifty men at this location at any given time. She didn't sleep for two days. The female operatives got in on it too. And there are usually about the same number of them as men."
Rebekah
"I said I would behave, and I will," Rebekah answered dully.
She spread her legs slightly.
Rex.
"Yo showing some smarts then," Rex chuckled.
"Being a good little pet..."
He slid a third finger into her.
Rebekah
Rebekah nodded and tightened around him again.
Rex.
Rex hissed in a breath before he pulled out of her completely, sliding his fingers out as well. He lifted her hips slightly with his hands and thrust into her ass.
"F*ck, so f*cking tight..."
Rebekah
"Ah!" Rebekah gasped in surprise.
She ran her fingers down his chest lightly.
Rex.
Rex grunted as he thrust into her with increasing vigour. He rubbed her lightly with his fingers, kissing her gently.
Rebekah
Rebekah kissed him back, moaning into his mouth as she tightened.
Rex & Chelsea.
Rex moaned as he came, hips bucking slightly. He kissed her before he slid out. He reached for his bedside table and lit up a cigarette and inhaled thoughtfully.
"Kitten!"
The door to his bedroom opened slightly and Chelsea walked in, head down submissively and red hair hanging across her face. She was wearing a collar and not much else.
"Kitten's very useful round here...she's surety from the woman who hired me to attack the school..."
He petted Chelsea's hair affectionately, before shoving her head down between Bek's leg.
"Put yo mouth to some use, Kitten. Make her come or I'll hurt yo, yo know I will."
Chelsea obediently started to lick Bek as he got off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom.
Rebekah
Rebekah moaned softly, her hips bucking up.
Chelsea.
A shower started to run in the background. Chelsea licked and bit delicately, delving into Bek's center with her tongue before flicking her lightly.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah closed her eyes as she came, hips thrusting up slightly.
~*~*~*~
Bobby knocked on Jono's door again.
"Bek, if you're in there, I need your help!"
Jonothon, Chelsea & Rex.
Chelsea licked her clean then sat up, hands resting on her thighs and eyes down. Rex came back in and slid back onto the bed, pulling Chelsea into his lap. She smiled happily as he stroked her hair.
"See...Kitten is happy being a pet. Aren't you, Kitten?"
"Yes, Master. Very happy. Kitten is happy that you are happy with her."
She glanced uneasily at Rebekah, a flicker of memory almost telling her who this woman was.
~*~*~*~
Jonothon opened the door, brown eyes snapping.
"She's not sodding here! I was in the middle of a difficult chord progression for a song I'm writing. Go check her room!"
Jonothon slammed the door in Bobby's face, highly ticked off at having his music writing session disrupted.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah watched quietly, hands folded in her lap.
~*~*~*~
Bobby frowned.
"I have checked her room! No one's seen her and she didn't take her cell!"
Jonothon, Chelsea & Rex.
"Hungry?" Rex asked, hands roaming over Chelsea's body.
She spread her legs and moaned softly as two fingers entered her.
"Kitten can fetch something."
~*~*~*~
Jonothon checked the clock, then frowned slightly.
"She hasn't called at all? Not like her..."
Rebekah and Bobby
"I'm alright, merci Monsieur."
Rebekah put her head down slightly.
~*~*~*~
Bobby nodded.
"I figured she'd be here, and thought I'd risk being killed by coming up. No ones seen her. At all."
Jonothon, Chelsea & Rex.
Rex raised an eyebrow slightly as Chelsea rocked slightly on his fingers, moaning.
"Suit yoself. Yo will eat when I tell yo to eat. I don't like starving women."
He slid his fingers out of Chelsea and smacked her on the ass.
"Go find Tom for me."
She whined at him slightly and he chuckled, before petting her hair.
"Go."
She got up off the bed and cast him a longing look over her shoulder before disappearing out the door. Rex got up and started to dress.
"Yo won't wear clothes unless I let yo. Like Kitten. Yo're like her now. Used for sex and that's about it. Yo aren't a person anymo. No one will touch yo unless I give permission. Which I may do to punish yo, or just because I feel like it."
~*~*~*~
Jonothon opened the door again.
"No one?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah nodded.
~*~*~*~
Bobby shook his head.
"Nope, I figured she'd come back and headed straight for here. But apparently not."
Jonothon & Rex.
Rex smiled slightly as he shrugged on a jacket, then got a tie out and started to knot it into place.
"Good yo understand then."
He walked to the door and let a huge hound into the room. It whined and licked his hand playfully, before swinging feral eyes on Rebekah and stalking towards her, growling loudly. Rex let him advance.
"This, is Shaka. He's a Somalian Ridgeback. They use dogs like him to hunt lions. I ride along in his mind sometimes, hunting. It's fun."
Shaka snarled at her, the hair along his back rising in a prominent ridge of stiffened fur.
"I usually use him to hunt people though. Less sport then a lion, really. Shaka, down."
The immense dog dropped to his belly obediently, eyes still fixed on Rebekah and impressive teeth bared.
~*~*~*~
"She should be back by now," Jonothon said slowly.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah didn't move from her spot on the bed, eyes on the dog.
~*~*~*~
"Hmm, that's what I was thinking B1. Sorry. Maybe she ran into some friends or something," Bobby suggested.
Jonothon & Rex.
Rex smiled slightly before he left the room to take care of some business. A growl rumbled up through Shaka's throat as he stared at Bek, before he sort of huffed and crept up onto the bed. He ran his nose over her foot, smelling her.
~*~*~*~
"Maybe, yeah. But she would have called..."
Jonothon closed his eyes for a moment and searched for Bek with his mind.
"Can't find her, but she could be out of range or down in the subway."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah kept herself perfectly still, emenating waves of trust.
"Good boy," she said softly.
~*~*~*~
Bobby looked at Jono.
"Would she really go alone, especially after what happened?"
Rex & Jonothon.
Shaka stared at Bek and laid his head on his paws, watching her.
Business taken care of, Rex leant back in his chair and slipped into Shaka's mind. Let's see what she was doing...
Staring at the dog. Well, Shaka was a damn big dog. Scary looking as f*ck too. Like a boxer crossed with a pitbull and beefed up on steriods.
He licked up the inside of Bek's foot with Shaka's tongue.
~*~*~*~
"I don't know...well, she did go," Jonothon said.
"Why? What are you thinking?"
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah let out a small giggle.
Ok, ticklish.
She looked around slowly.
~*~*~*~
Bobby shrugged.
"Rebekah's a smart girl... she's pretty careful too. And it doesn't sound like her to go out alone after what happened. I had trouble getting her to Gwen's this morning, and that was me with her, driving."
Jonothon & Rex.
Rex chuckled to himself as Shaka's body inched up the bed, tail wagging slowly. He rested his head on Bek's knee, eyes halfclosed and drowsy looking.
~*~*~*~
"You have a point..."
Jonothon came out of his room and closed the door behind him. He started down the stairs.
"Xavier can find her if I can't."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah lay back against the pillows.
She bit her lip slightly, as she lifted her hand and rubbed Shaka's ears gently.
Ok, she was bored... if she had to be here, she wished she had her guitar.
~*~*~*~
Bobby hobbled after Jono.
"Good idea."
Jonothon, Rex & Xavier.
Rex made Shaka whine, then rub his head along the inside of Bek's leg.
~*~*~*~
Jonothon walked up to Xavier's office and entered quietly.
"Prof, if I can have a word..."
"Yes, Jono?" Xavier said, looking up from his desk.
"I was just worried about Bek...could you take a looksee? I can't find her."
"Of course..." Xavier said.
"On another note, Demetria was returned to the school this morning."
Xavier closed his eyes and started to search.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah scratched his ears a little more firmly. She frowned, feeling alone and scared.
"Heart don't fail me now
Courage don't desert me
Don't turn back now that we're here
People always say
Life is full of choices
No one ever mentions fear..."
~*~*~*~
Bobby smiled.
"That's good news."
Jonothon, Octavian, Rex & Xavier.
Rex listened for a bit, then slipped out of Shaka's mind. The dog shook his head in irritation and jumped off the bed, landing on the floor with a thump. His claws tickticked over the wooden panelling as he paced the room uneasily, growling softly to himself.
~*~*~*~
Xavier opened his eyes.
"Strange..."
He wheeled his chair out from behind the desk and then out the door, heading for the concealed lift to the lower levels.
"I'll try Cerebro."
The lift doors opened to reveal Octavian slumped against the medlab doors, eyes closed and arms wrapped around himself. Jonothon walked over to him, dropping to one knee as he shook Octavian's shoulder gently.
"Tav?"
Octavian looked up, face showing his distress.
"They won't let me in. I can't...Dem looked like she was dead. Her eyes...so blank. So many bruises, so much blood...Jono. Oh god..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah watched Shaka with uneasy eyes, still singing to herself, trying to convince herself that she was ok.
~*~*~*~
Bobby put his arm around Octavian, sitting next to him.
"Hey, it's ok. She'll be ok. She's a fighter, your sister."
Jonothon, Octavian, Rex & Xavier.
Jonothon watched uneasily as Xavier wheeled into Cerebro.
"Welcome, professor," the female voice said politely as the doors slid into their recesses to let the older man pass.
Octavian shook his head and buried his face in Bobby's chest.
"God, so sorry...Bobby, she...oh god, oh god..."
~*~*~*~
Rex watched with amusement as Xavier searched for Bek. Yo ain't gonna find her, ole man. She's mine. Just like the other one is. I'm just letting yo fix her so I can use her.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah wondered faintly if she was going to be found.
~*~*~*~
Bobby rubbed Octavian's back gently.
"Shh, it's ok."
Octavian, Jonothon, Rex & Xavier.
Octavian sobbed like a frightened child.
"Oh god, Bobby...she...I..."
~*~*~*~
This time, Rex didn't advertise his prescence, just letting the older man tire himself out.
~*~*~*~
Eventually, Xavier gave up and wheeled out of Cerebro looking old.
"She's alright? You found her?" Jonothon asked.
"I'm afraid...I couldn't find her," Xavier said heavily.
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah closed her eyes slightly, feeling the pull of sleep.
As long as she was here, the safer Dem was.
~*~*~*~
Bobby looked up from consoling Octavian.
"But that could just mean she... she's... not... in the city, right?"
He knew he was wrong, but he was clinging to hope.
Jonothon, Octavian & Xavier.
"Possibly," Xavier said.
"But in the light of recent events, I would fear the worse..."
"F*CK! I *promised* her! I just, I let her go, OH F*CK!"
Jonothon turned and slammed his fist into the wall. Octavian covered his eyes.
"God, Bek..."
Bobby
"God..."
Bobby closed his eyes for a moment.
"So... what do we do?"
Jonothon, Octavian, Xavier & Hank.
Xavier shrugged faintly.
"There is very little we can do. I will continue to search, in the hope that King will slip up but otherwise...we wait."
"BUGGERING MOTHERF*CK!"
Xavier winced slightly as Jonothon stormed off towards the Danger Room to work off his aggressive energy.
"But if he...did that to Dem, what will he do to Bek?" Octavian whispered.
The door to the medlab slid open and Hank looked tiredly down at Octavian.
"You can come in now. But quietly."
Octavian was at her side in an instant. He stared down at the still pale form of his sister, tubes running over her body, face discouloured with bruising. Then he put his face in his hands and wept.
Bobby
"So... we just wait?"
Bobby wanted to cry, or else just hit someone.
Octavian, Demetria & Xavier.
"At the moment, that is all we can do," Xavier said quietly, then moved towards the lift.
Octavian touched the back fo Demetria's hand gently and her fingers stirred as her eyes flickered open.
"Hey..." Octavian said softly.
"Uhh..."
Demetria's eyes glanced wildly around, then closed again for a moment, split lips smiling faintly.
"Tav..."
Rebekah and Bobby
Rebekah stirred some time later, looking around at the now darkened room.
Oh God, Jono, please find her.
~*~*~*~
Bobby went upstairs to his room.