Temporal Shift [Fedoras are always in style]

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire looks up at Jenkins as she is kissed. She quickly bites hit tongue and pulls away from his mouth. "STO-" she starts to say before her hymen is broken. Claire lays there and stares up at the ceiling. Her spirit is broken.

[Thaedael]

@Claire bite Jenkin's Tongue will you?

Jenkins pulls away, the girl having tricked his tongue into her mouth, before biting down on it hard. He leaned back rubbing his hand over his tongue, testing to see if it was a fatal cut. "Fuck you too bitch" he said, before slapping her across the cheek once, allowing her tears to flow liberally across her face. He rubbed his bloodied fingers across the short white stubble of his face, his brow pulled into a frown. He leaned in, closely whispering into her ear. "Just sit there and take it you cunt."

The leader continued to pant in deep shallow breaths as he thrust away at the girl, the blood from her hymen lubricating his shaft from tip to base. The tightness of her walls continued to try and repel the invader, pushing away at the intruding member. He grunted further, reveling in the pressure her loins were producing on him, her virginal depths clamping on him.

The third man called the leader, "Big's I am totally going to get in on this, fuck waiting." he said, pulling his pant to the ground.

[daxtinator396]

Dax tries and fails to comprehend the statement hurled at him. Then realizes it to be a ruse to try and ditch him,"Hey! You can`t get rid of me that easy!" He chases after him.

[Thaedael]

@Daxter

The man had put away his lock-picking kit as Dax caught up to him in the corridor. "Who said anything about getting rid of you, if I wanted to do that, I would have just shot you in the back of the head multiple times in the dark." the man said patting a pocket next to where he kept his pocket watch. He stopped looking at the man, "Though getting away from you would not be too bad a proposition for the moment at hand."

[daxtinator396]

Dax looks at him hopefully,"I just want some answers man, people are dying up there."

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire ignores the slap. She continues to lay there and stare at the ceiling.

[Thaedael]

@Dax

"People are dying down here, people are dying over there, people are dying of old age, people will always die". The man said, before turning away and continuing to walk along the service corridor, They walk deeper and deeper into the earth, the tunnel dropping in depth over great spans of distance.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

Big's stopped thrusting, before giving the side of the thigh a slap, "Common, put some hip into it, it's like fucking a corpse" he said, trying to get her to shake her pelvis more. Jenkins leaned into the girl once more, this time roughly grabbing her breasts, kneading them in his hands as the leader tried to get a reaction from the broken girl. The short, and pudgy man, moved closer to her, stroking his throbbing erection, coming to stop at her side, looking at her expectantly.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire sighs quietly. She closes her eyes and, softly, starts to cry.

[daxtinator396]

Dax follows along his mind wandering about the man and all the question he could ask that he probably wouldn`t answer,"What is so special about that watch?" He finally asked.

[Thaedael]

@Claire [Eating burritos was a bad plan, I shouldve just cooked real food]

Jenkins looked into Claire's eye, imprinting the look of her face in his mind, her eyes closed, the beads of tears rolling down her cheeks to the marble bench below. Her cheeks were red, the slapping having left a mar on her face. The girl was broken in spirit, but not body, he thought to himself. Upon her lips was his blood, and it only infuriated him more, causing him to tweak her breasts harder, pinching her tender nipples between gloved thumb and finger.

The short fat man pushed the gloved hands of the man away, before lifting his leg up and over the girl, coming to rest upon her stomach. He looked down at the girl, but she didn't look back, the color of her eyes hidden by her lids. He sighed anyway, before slipping the head of his cock between her breast, forcefully cupping her breast together as he begun to pump away at her quivering chest.

Big's however, was not taking no for an answer, and continued to slap at her sides, trying to entice a response from the girl. "Common, buck a little, do something already!" he shouted at her, before beginning to thrust into her tight canal, the glans rubbing against her clit on every in thrust.

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire's eyes open quickly as her breasts are squeezed harder. She forces her eyes close and groans quietly. Claire is then shocked when the man places his member between her breasts.

[Thaedael]

@Dax [expecting magic are we?]

"Why there is a lot to said about this pocket watch" said the man correcting him. "It is made by the finest of craftsman, its gears each individually hand crafted with a precision lost by modern day machines. The face of the material a fine lacquered mother of pearl piece, time set in place with individually cast brass pieces. I could go on about it forever, but pardon the pun, don't have the time to sit around all day talking."

He continued down the length of the corridor, coming into another underground shaft. Where it had been concrete previously, it was now broken brick walls, their individual components looking beat, the mortar barely containing any hint of the white it once was. The ceiling looked ready to collapse, everything being aged and old. He strode along the path, gravel crunching below foot.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

The fat man continued to pump away at her breast, pulling her nipples in different directions as he continued to forcefully penetrate her bust. Her breast begun to turn from red, to a slight purple, the bruising from the rough squeezing they were getting. The precum of the cock begun to slowly smear into her skin, leaving small droplets to glisten in the harsh white light of the gallery, he man slowly breaking into sweat.

Big's changed the angle at which he was penetrating, brutally working up the pace frantically as he thrusted deeper and harder with each passing stroke. He was nearing his limit, sweat breaking across his brow, which he tried to wipe away with the back of one hand. Content with stopping the salty sweat from stinging his eye, he placed booth hands on either side of her waist, pulling her towards him by her love handles, roughly fucking her.

[jayjaycaps]

Jason decided to read the email from the ministry of defense, deciding that was more important then the one from the bank.

[Thaedael]

@Jason - there you are, was missing you </3

He slid the mouse across the plastic fold out table that housed all the components of the mobile command center, clicking open the unread envelop next to the email, before clicking it.

To: Medea Baxter
From: Minister of Defense
cc: State of Martial Law

In light of the catastrophic events crippling downtown London, the central government has voted unanimously to induce a state of martial law. As such all branches of the military and governmental agencies are acting policing force, able to take the powers of the constitution and jurisdictional laws into hand. All SOE agents and armed forces are allowed to use lethal force as the situation permits.

Ministry of Defense.

This is an automated message, do not reply.

The letter was displayed on the screen of the computer, and all nine of the wall mounted monitors. The word lethal force echoing across the screens.

[daxtinator396]

Dax kept walking as they entered an older tunnel,"Where are we? In the old city? And may I ask your name, sir? Mine`s Dax."

[TheDaughterOfHades14]

Claire squeezes her eyes shut. She tries to ignore the pain, but lets out a few tears. "Please stop" she says quietly.

[Thaedael]

@Dax
"Dax? Is that what kids are calling themselves these days?" the man said as he continued to walk down the rails of the area. He continued to look around for signs of what he was looking for, before walking into a chasm. As if the earth ceased to exist, they entered into a large gap in the passage way, in the shape of a perfect sphere. The walls were blurred, the brick giving way to perfectly smoothed earth, before going back to the worn brick across the span of the void. It must have been the length of a soccer field in diameter, if not more.

The man sat down on he floor, rubbing his head in his hands, before breaking down into tears.

[Thaedael]

@Claire

The man continued to thrust at her pussy, causing her body to rock back and forth upon the form she was tied to, drowning out her groans of protest under the sound of flesh hitting flesh. She was dry bar the blood from the violation, her hymen having been the only supplier of lubricants. The man spoke aloud, his sentence punctuating by pants and moans. "We aren't going to stop, ahhh, until you, fuuuuck, until we are, ahhhh satisfied, mmmmm." he said. He continued to pinch at her love handles, before speaking once more, "So... ughhhh.... if you want it to end... ahh.... put some....fucking hip into it." he said, lost in his own pleasure at the rape of the younger girl.

Jenkins sat there smoking, blowing rings of smoke into the air as the other two had their fun. He was waiting for his turn, and was not enjoying the amount of the time it took them to reach their individual climaxes. "Big's, Mike, just fucking get on with it" he shouted at them, before looking down into the girl's face, her eyes still closed. "Fucking look at me bitch, remember my face so that it haunts you." he said.