Author: Nicole Wagner: The Deadly Gambit (DeadlyGambit2@aol.com)
 

Main Characters: Remy LeBeau (Gambit), Wolverine (Logan), Rogue, Hank
McCoy (Beast), Warren Worthington the Third (Angel), Ororo Munroe
(Storm), Jean Summers (Phoenix), Emma Frost (The Orignal White
Queen), Sebastian Shaw, Martinique Jason (Mastermind the Second), and
Candra
 

Content: Graphic Violence, Strong Sexual Content, Non Consensual Sex
(rape), S&M (Bondage), alternative lifestyles (homosexuality), and
Strong Language.

Rating: R/NC-17
 

Plot: Remy breaks up with Rogue after she forces him to live and
because he lost his mutant powers because of her. Angered and upset,
Remy walks out of the X-Treme X-Men's new base in New Orleans, only
to be captured by Sebastian Shaw and Mastermind 2 to be used as
Shaw's personal slave. Will Logan be able to save him before he is
completely broken?
 

Comic-verse: This takes place during X-Treme X-Men #19 in an
alternate world made by Nicole Wagner... (Gambit shoulda broken up
with Rogue in that issue ... but they watered it down! *shakes her
fist at Marvel Comics*)
 

FYI: Things in the asters (*) mean thinking. Things in the squiggles
(~) Mean Telepathy

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Remy wasn't sure how much more of this torture he could take.
Already, the young man was hanging by his wrists in his restraints,
for his knees had finally given out from the pain. His entire back
was now covered in painful welts and the brand that Candra had forced
upon him earlier. He could feel his tears soaking the blind fold that
covered his eyes, a few tears escaping, making himself feel so weak
and vunerable to his captors. Every swing of the whip and the feeling
of it hit his already sore, bloody back had forced a loud cry of
agony to escape his lips, and for Sebsatian Shaw to laugh with joy.
He could hear Shaw getting up from his seat, and his footsteps moving
closer to his body, and a sudden feeling of fear hit him.
 

"Such a stubborn boy... What on Earth do you have left to fight for?
The X-Men do not trust you, they left you to die, did they not?"
Sebastian smirked, looking over at his new slave, enjoying the sight
of pain twisted onto that young, chisled face, and the way his body
began to shake and shiver when he tried so hard to keep standing.
Perhaps now it was time to affect him mentally, by bringing up that
painful past of his, in hopes of demolishing any mental strength that
was still left in that battered body, and finally get him to
submit. "You probably wonder how I know so much. Allow me to tell
you, after that trial of yours, Warren Worthington came here do
drink, depressed over the fact you were the one that created the
Maurders, and cost him those lovely wings. He had become so
intoxicated, that he told the world everything, and I just happened
to over hear it. Not only did you cost Warren his wings... you cost
the morlkocks their lives... and it is all your fault, my dear boy.
Don't you think you deserve to be punished for your crimes?"
 

Remy lowered his head in shame, Shaw had struck a nereve in him. It
wasn't his fault the Morlocks were killed, and that Warren lost his
wings, he had not clue what was going to happen when he led the
Maruders down those tunnels. Everyone blamed him, but it wasn't his
fault... was it? Finally, Remy weakly opened his mouth, his throat
sore from crying out in so much pain. "A-ah was... punished... dey
left mah... in Antartica..." as soon as he said that statement, he
felt Shaw's hand quickly move and strike him across the face, hard
enough to leave a bruise, and to give the Cajun a bloody lip.
 

"That wasn't even suffient punishment, boy, and you are to address me
as your Master, from now on! I shall punish you for all of your
crimes against the morlocks, for all of the broken hearts you have
caused, and for your very existance. You don't even deserve to live,
boy... no one loves you, they only pity you! Why do you think the X-
Men forgave you and let you rejoin them? Why do you think Rogue let
you come back? It was all out of pity... to them, you are nothing but
a chairtiy case." A smile came upon Shaw's lips, along with Candra's
as Remy suddenly stopped his struggling, and looked as if he was
thinking or about to start crying. He ripped the blind fold off,
placing his fingers under Remy's chin and staring into those exotic,
tear filled eyes. "But someone as beautiful as you needs love, does
he not, boy? The X-Men don't love you... you continue to believe they
do, but in truth, they hate you. If you just submit to me, I will
give you the love you desire... I will not punish you for your
crimes, anymore. But if you continue to go on with this foolish
fantasy that the X-Men will love you enough to save you from me, I
will have to continue my punishments, until you are a good boy and
obey me."
 

"Ah won'... obey you... " Remy stammered once more, and like before,
he was slapped across his face by Shaw, leaving another bruise, and
forcing the young Cajun to bite his lip, making it bleed more than
before.
 

Shaw became furious, Remy continued to defy him, showing a rather
strong will. He had thought the young man had been tramatized and
abused enough to finally give in, but it didn't seem that way.
Growling, he grabbed Remy by his hair and forced him to look into
those cold eyes of his. "You obvioulsy don't get the point that you
have nothing worth fighting for. You are nothing to the X-Men but a
street whore and a traitor, yet you still defy me. I am offering you
a good life, LeBeau, and you still refuse... I have had it with you.
If you will not give in, I will take what I want from you, until you
are nothing more than a broken man!"
 

Candra couldn't help but laugh, seeing the look of pure fear on
Remy's face, and a cry of protest as the chains that held him in a
standing postion lowered. She watched Shaw force him against a near-
by table, having him bend over and screamming in fear, begging a
pleading with him to just let him go. She had never seen Remy so
fearful and his mind beomming more and more tramatized. It was
becoming a great turn on for the external just to watch him like this.
 

Remy couldn't help but scream, his chest was hurting badly, being
forced up against the old wodden table, rubbing against the barely
healed scar on his chest. He could feel Shaw simply hold him down by
his neck, pinning him helplessly as Candra laughed like a hyena at
what was going on. He tried to fight back tears, when memories of his
childhood started to come up in his head. He remember how men on the
streets often did this to him, and he never asked for it, yet Remy
always felt guilty and ashamed about it. He could hear Shaw undoing
his pants, and Candra moving to face him. Such an evil smile was upon
her face as she ran a gloved hand over his cheek.
 

"You should have just given in to your Master and Mistress, boy. Now
you are going to be nothing more than a toy for us... We'll do what
we wish with you, like it or not." Candra saw the tears in Remy's
eyes that couldn't be held back anymore. They dripped down his face
and onto the table, as the young Cajun looked back at her, in a
silent plea to stop it and save him. How pathetic! Even without his
charm powers, he stilled tried to charm her into freedom! She simply
backed away from the two, watching as Shaw finally thrusted himself
into Remy, forcing a terrible scream of agony from Remy's lips. All
she could do was smile, and watch.
 

He could feel the blood running down his legs as Shaw thursted into
his body like a mad man. Shaw didn't even give him any preperation
for this, and he had basically torn into his body, creating an
intense amount of pain. Remy couldn't help but continue to scream and
cry, burying his face into teh wooden table as Shaw moved harder into
him. All he wanted was for this torture to end, for them to ethier
kill him or let him go. But what would he say if he was free? Would
the X-Men even believe him? They hardly trusted him and always seemed
to rush to judge him for his actions, even actions he had no choice
over. During the trial, the X-Men called him a murderer, though he
tried to stop the Morlock Massacre and didn't draw blood. Others
would call him a whore for his flirting habits. And now... if they
heard this happened, everyone would say he wanted it.
 

Sebastian could see the tears escaping Remy's eyes as he pounded
himself into him, right down to the hilt. He truly enjoyed his
resitance to him, the feeling of how tight Remy was, when he was
trying to fight him. Sebastian laughed, pulling on the young man's
hair and forcing his head up. "I would have given you a place to be
loved, a haven where no one would harm you, again. Yet you still
tried to fight and resist! Now the most you'll get is a cold cage
from me, boy!" He laughed harder, hearing Remy whimper and beg to
stop, beg for his torture to end. But if he did that, then the
pleasure would end as well. " Listen to yourself! Crying and
screaming... and you dare call yourself a man! You are nothing,
LeBeau! You will always be nothing!"
 

Candra smirked and leaned over the two, running her hand up and down
Remy's length, watching him cringe as she had done so. "Come now...
don't you want to enjoy this, too?" She laughed as the Cajun cried
out and screamed more, struggling against Shaw, which only made him
stronger. A look of humilation came across Remy's face as Candra's
hand had forced him into an erection, one that made Shaw and Candra
laugh. "Look, Sebastian... he's enjoying himself... or at least his
body is. Mind moving in a postion where I can enjoy our new toy, too?"
 

Sebastian grabbed Remy's hands, which were still cuffed together. He
didn't even remove himself from him, insted, he sat on the floor,
with Remy sitting in his lap, now. Shaw could feel hismelf slide
deeper into the Cajun, and his whimpering and cries increase, as the
two watched Candra simply remove her undergarments, and postion
herself over Remy. "This is more fun that I imagined... his
resistance is making it much more enjoyable..."
 

"Now this is a better punishment for him not obeying us. What better
way to humiliate a man, then to have a woman rape him." Candra
couldn't help but chuckle as she slowly lowered herself onto Remy's
hardened member, forcing a groan to escape the two of them, and
Remy's body to move back down on Shaw's hard staff. She smiled,
listening to Remy moan, cry, and scream as she began bucking her hips
up and down him. She smirked, having Remy torn in forced pleasure and
pain, between Heaven and Hell in a way. "Come now, Remy... doesn't
this feel so good? Just give in like a good boy... maybe we will
reconsider and give you more rights."
 
 

Remy lowered his head, he couldn't help but feel like he was going to
throw up. He felt so dirty and ashamed, now. How could he be so
helpless? How could he let this happen to him? What were the X-men
going to think? No one could believe such a thing happened to him.
No, it would be the same old story "Remy's whore, he probably asked
for this" or "He cheated on Rogue and made up such a story to get her
back" . More tears fell down his face as he cried louder, his own
body betraying him and forcing him into an orgasm, and his seed
spilling inside of Candra.
 

"Look at him! He already came!" Candra laughed, still bucking her
hips, trying to reach her own climax, as Shaw continued moving his
hips into Remy. "Just like a virgin man would do! But we all know
he's not a virgin... I guess this excitment and pleasure is too much
for him, Shaw!"
 

Remy heard them laughing at him and just wanted to perish. How could
his own body permit such acts and force him to an orgasm. It would
take several minutes before he came again, along with Candra and
Shaw. He felt his body being thrown to the ground, like it was
nothing at all to them, blood still running against his legs, and
tears still in his eyes as Remy looked up at his captors.
 

"Make sure he is washed up, Candra. I may want to play with him
again, later. I perfer my toys clean... but because he is still
reluctant, I don't wnat him fed. Consider it a punishment until you
start to behave yourself, LeBeau." Shaw looked down at him, wiping
the blood off of himself with a hankerchief he had in his pocket,
then placing his pants back on. Candra was smirking as she got
redressed, too, all while watching Shaw's actions towards the broken
man before them. "Keep him locked up in the dungeon as well. He
certainly does not deserve to be amoungst us..."
 

"Of course, Sebatsain... this whore has no place with anyone." After
Candra had said that, she took the chain attached to Remy's collar,
nearly dragging him to a crude bathroom in the dungeons of the
Hellfire Club. The water was turned on to a luke warm setting, and
she tied his chain leash to a bar, so he couldn't escape. she even
removed the cuffs on his hands and the leg bars so he could move
freely to wash up. "You have fifteen minutes, boy... " Candra gave
him such a cold, evil look as she left the shower, to stand by the
door incase he tried anything.
 

The warm water ran down his body, but Remy did not feel any cleaner.
He felt so dirty and sore, he couldn't even walk from what Sebastian
Shaw had done to him. His whole body seemed to ache, but that didn't
bother him as much as the shame and humilation he had just suffered.
Tears fell from his exotic eyes, as Remy sat curled up in the shower,
despite the pain he was in. He wanted to die... he wanted to just
disappear and never be hurt, again. In his mind, Remy began to think
what Shaw said was true... the X-Men didn't care for him, and no one
was going to rescue him, ever.

End Chapter 3