X-MAN Porno Story: Logan’s obsession

Logan watched her every move, never missing a beat except when it was necessary for her to be away from him. He was the predator and she was his prey. Yet she didn’t know this. His thoughts sickened him and yet dominated his every waking hour until he would make his move. She was so young and so seemingly innocent and never realizing the monster that lay inside of him, so near to her, and so very dangerous. His obsession grew more every day until she was all he thought about. He must have her. The way her body danced in front of him, so thin and shapely, her breasts jutting heavily from her chest, her ass so tight and firm. Day by day his anger grew, the way she tortured him unknowingly, he was going to make her pay.

He crept to her room by night to watch her undress, see her smooth skin reveal itself under her clothes, the clothes that he wanted to tear to shreds. He wanted to tear her to shreds, but in another way. It was all he could take and he finally snapped. She was going to be his. He would wait until the house was asleep and he would make his move. “Logan, are you alright,” Charles asked him, watching him stalk the mansion like a beast on the prowl, which he was. But Logan was careful to guard his thoughts from the Professor. “It’s nothing Chuck, I’m fine,” he said, composing himself and getting as far away from him as possible before he suspected anything other than a bad mood.

He waited for a few more hours until the last person was asleep and the mansion fell silent. All was still except for him. He entered the Danger Room and began setting up what he was going to use on her. Then Logan stealthily made his way up the stairs, headed for the girls’ side of the mansion. He stopped in front of her room, standing as still as a statue to make sure she was asleep fully before he came in. Rogue was asleep when Logan entered the room as silently as possible, leaving the door open for convenience’s sake. The dim light cast shadows upon him, making him look even more terrifying. He towered over her bed as she slept, watching her breathe, her mouth slightly open and her full pouty lips so inviting.

Rogue awoke with a start to the feeling of being watched and drew in a sharp breath as she saw his figure towering over her, his face menacing and harsh and his eyes conveying a feral lust so powerful that it seemed to envelope her entire being. “Get up,” Logan growled, not waiting for her to contemplate what he was saying. He grabbed her arm and yanked her up out of bed, startling the girl half out of her wits and she stumbled on the covers, angering him even more and he jerked her to her feet by her shoulders, looking at the frightened girl and then grabbing her by her small wrist, holding her like a vice grip, pulling her out of the room. “Ow, Mr. Logan you’re hurting me, please stop, where are we going,” Rogue pleaded with him, which earned her a sharp jerk on her wrist, flailing her forward clumsily.

“Keep quiet or you’ll regret it,” Logan said, his voice sending chills down her spine. She had spent so many nights alone with her dildos and vibrators, fantasizing about her teammates and instructors, especially Mr. Logan. He was the ultimate bad boy, seemingly unattainable until now. But this was not the way Rogue had thought about having him. She fought and struggled against his iron grip to no avail as he dragged her out of her room and down to the Danger Room. She kept her mouth shut because she knew that Logan would make her regret it. She was frightened of him and yet just the thought of being fucked rough and hard by Logan was an extreme turn on. But what was he going to do to her?

The doors to the Danger Room opened and she was dragged across the hard floor to the corner of the room where two sets of shackles were fastened to the floor, and one to the wall. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat at the realization that those were for her and almost screamed when she saw the cruel looking assortment of whips, crops and paddles that were hanging from hooks on the wall. “Why are you doing this,” Rogue cried out as she heard the familiar *snikt* and his claws popped out. Sheer terror ran cold through her veins for a split second until he shredded her clothes to ribbons, leaving her completely naked. Then Logan pushed her to the floor on her elbows and knees, quickly fastening her wrists and ankles to the floor and leaving her in a vulnerable doggy-style position. “This is what ya get fer being such a hot little tease Rogue,” Logan said, his words searing her to her molten core. But before she could say anything, a large ball gag was shoved into her mouth and fastened around hea head, preventing her from saying anything else to him.

She strained to turn her head to see what Mr. Logan had gone to get off of the wall. It was a whip with nine leather tails, studded along the way with metal to give the blows more of a punch. Her pristine, perfectly creamy white ass was going to be striped with agonizing welts, and it was going to make her scream against the gag and make her sweet little pussy dripping wet as Rogue had never known something like this could turn her on so much. He disappeared out of her vision and back around behind her. His dick was already raging hard and ready to dive into that tight slit of hers. He took a sniff of the air and was surprised to smell her growing arousal, which only succeeded in turning him on even more. What a bad little girl she was to get Mr. Logan so hot and aroused, his dick pulsing with need, the need to be inside of her, claiming her as his own.

“Do you know what ya do ta me Rogue, do ya have any idea how long I’ve wanted ta fuck ya, tear yer sweet little pussy apart with my cock, yer a bad girl Rogue and I’m gonna have ta punish ya fer it,” Logan growled, his voice barely above a whisper but enough to make Rogue whimper. She braced herself as she heard the whistling of the whip coming down through the air to land on her perfect little ass hard, with a loud smack, the hard leather and metal studs hurting beyond belief, raising an angry red welt along her creamy white cheeks. She cried out and bit down on the rubber ball gag, her head falling back and then forward, bracing herself for more blows. She heard the whip come down again, this time harder, three times in a row on her cheeks and Logan watched as her ass jiggled as the whip hit it, smelling her arousal getting stronger. He had always known that she’d be a kinky little bitch and he was right.

If she was enjoying it he’d have to give her more of what she wanted. He trailed the leather tails across her bare flesh, raising goose bumps on her skin and a small nearly inaudible moan escaped her lips. Then without warning he brought it down as hard as he possibly could onto her ass and she screamed in agony, yet raised her sweet cheeks out for more punishment. Logan snarled and brought it down six times nonstop as salty tears rolled down Rogue’s cheeks and she started dripping her sweet pussy juices down her legs. She was aching to have Mr. Logan inside of her now for real, feel his big thick cock tearing her in half, his massive hips grinding against her. Her ass was a battlefield of red welts now, burning and aching. He stopped for a minute to put the whip back on the wall and get another one, a single tailed leather whip, thick and cruel and ready to lay damage to Rogue’s pretty back.

She heard Logan walk towards her again and she let her head fall down, her hair cascading down from her shoulders into her face. Logan looked at the smooth expanse of her back, such a contrast from her round little ass. But not for long. With a flick of his wrist he bought the massively thick whip down onto her back with a loud crack, bruising her flesh and making her wince in pain. Her saliva ran down the sides of her mouth when she had screamed. She heard the whip coming down again and again, never stopping for a breath, criss-crossing her back with its evil, painful blows. His dick was about to burst through his pants now as he smelled how extremely turned on she was. He put the whip back and gathered his last item, a riding crop.

Logan stood behind her and aimed the crop right at her sweet little pussy. With a sharp slap she groaned against her gag, pushing herself back towards him, wanting more. He rubbed the crop against her lips, and then against her clit, smacking the aching little bud with it until she shrieked, jerking and shuddering as an intense orgasm ripped through her body. She was sopping wet now and oh so ready for him to fuck her. She heard the zipper of Logan’s jeans going down and she shuffle as he kicked the pants off, going commando underneath, his massively large dick springing forth from the jeans and jutting out angrily from his thick patch of black hair. His veins visibly worked hard to pump blood through his engorged cock and he knelt down behind her, taking his dick into his hand and bringing it towards her. “Ya see what ya do ta me,” Logan growled as hid hid his dick between her cheeks and pumped upward as her ass cheeks squeezed his dick. She had never in her life felt anything so huge, none of her toys compared to how big he really was.

Logan leaned forward and undid the gag, letting it fall from Rogue’s mouth. Rogue licked her parched lips and let a ragged sigh escape her. She felt his rough hands grab her cheeks and spread them wide as he looked at her pink slit and her tiny puckered little asshole. But he wanted to be wet as he entered her cunt so he moved around front and Rogue’s eyes widened at the sight of his massive dick pointing straight into her face. She looked up at Mr. Logan and the look she got shot blades of heat straight to her already soaked pussy. Her tongue darted out and licked up the slit on the head of his dick. The feel of her velvet soft tongue on his dick was enough to make him go mad with ferocious lust. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, making her wince. She ran her tongue down the backside of his dick and then over the front before opening her mouth for his cock.

Logan pushed his dick into her mouth, filling her up and stretching her poor jaws painfully. He pushed himself down her throat as she gagged on his length but he didn’t stop, the gagging motions squeezing him deliciously. He withdrew back and then thrust back in. Rogue began to get used to him down her throat slowly but surely and he began to face fuck her, pounding harshly into her mouth. The wet sound of her swallowing every inch of him reverberated throughout the Danger Room, his hips hitting her face, bruising her mouth as her spit sloshed out of it. When he was coated thoroughly in her spit he withdrew his cock and moved around back again. She was ready for him as she felt the head of his cock at her slit, his hands holding onto her waist possessively.

He pushed into her slowly, stretching her so wide that it looked humanly impossible. She ground her teeth together as he stretched her apart so wide, letting out a guttural groan as he continued until he was in her to the hilt. The sight of his thick cock filling Rogue’s pussy was so hot that Logan licked his lips and brought his hips straight back, ramming himself into her without mercy. It felt so fucking good to be treated so roughly, so cruelly, by Mr. Logan. His dick felt so good in her, the pain was wonderful and she wanted more. He began a ruthless and frantic rhythm, hammering into her as hard as he could go, pushing her forward, the shackles cutting into her skin as she moved back and forth as he slammed himself into her. “Gawd Mr. Logan, ah Gawd,” Rogue moaned as he continued his onslaught. “Yer mine now Rogue, ya hear me, I WANNA HEAR YA SAY IT!” Logan snarled as he hit her with his dick, slamming his hips into her, his massive balls slapping into her pussy.

“Ah’m yours Logan, ah’m yours,” Rogue moaned. She heard Logan growl into the air as she said that, his possession of her being complete. She was close to climax and so was he and it wouldn’t take much more to bring them both over the edge. “Say it again ya little slut, yer my little slut now,” Logan growled. “Ah Gawd, ah’m yours Logan, ah’m your little slut, aahhhh,” Rogue said as she began to climax. Hearing that was enough for him and he felt himself spiraling out of control. He began to work himself into her so hard that she thought he might tear her in half, but she didn’t care, he roared into the room, her body was giving way to a blinding orgasm. He felt her tighten spasmodically around him and she felt his cock shudder and his white hot liquid heat filled her pussy and dribbled out around his cock and down her legs. His body was covered in sweat and her scent was intoxicating to him.

He slowly pulled out of her, leaving a void within her until he was with her again. He undid her shackles and pulled her against him, bringing his mouth down onto hers in a crushing kiss, sealing her fate as his, becoming his and she wrapped her bruised and cut arms around his neck, burying her fingers in his unruly hair. He finally pulled away and looked lovingly but possessively at Rogue. “It’s late, we’d better get ta bed,” he said. Logan carried her back to her room and laid her on her bed, kissing her one more time before going to clean up the mess they’d made and then going to bed. After all, more was to come tomorrow.