Roxanne Spaulding climbed out of the backseat of the limo and walked up the flight of stairs to the mansion's beckoning double doors.  Goose bumps broke out over Roxy's slim, bare legs, she smoothed down the pleated gold and white short skirt of her cheerleader's outfit.  The night was bitterly chill, Roxy clasped her arms beneath her breasts while the door guard verified that she was expected.  Nodding at the confirmation emanating from his headset, the well-dressed guard opened one of the thick oak doors for Roxy.

 "You may go inside, Miss."

 Roxy smiled, entering the huge entry foyer of the mansion.  A girl about Roxy's age walked up to her.

 "Follow me, please."

 Roxy trailed the fishnet-clad girl up a long, winding stairwell to the second floor.  Roxy blushed when she heard the muffled sounds coming from the rooms that she passed.  The red-maned girl halted in front of a door to the left of Roxy, she opened the door and motioned for Roxy to enter.

 Roxy walked tentatively into the bedroom, her heart thumping swiftly.  When the door clicked shut, Roxy shivered, she reached up to tug on one of her pigtails.

 The bedroom was dark.  Only a tiny glimmer of moonlight entered the room through a set of rich, purple drapes.  A fire ignited within the fireplace to Roxy's left, startling her.

 "Why have you been inquiring after Caitlin Fairchild, Miss Spaulding?" asked a tall man dressed in a black suit.  He inhaled from a snifter of brandy before taking a brief sip.

 "She's..she's my sister, I was worried after I hadn't heard anything from her in awhile," stammered Roxy, lowering her eyes.

 "And now you stand here before me, dressed like a whore, willing to do anything, perform any act of degradation, if that means you can see her again?" smiled the raven-haired man, glancing at Roxy with dark eyes.

 "Y..y..yes."

 The man drained his snifter, then threw it into the fire with a sharp crack of breaking glass.
He strode towards Roxy, his eyes flaming, his large hands curled into fists.  Roxy gasped, prepared to unleash her Gen power upon him.

 The man slapped Roxy hard across the face, the girl bounced off a wall and slumped to the floor.

 "Do I look like a fool, little bitch?" asked the man, digging his fingers into Roxy's black hair and pulling back hard.

 Roxy wept in terror, her eyes were wide as she looked up into the rage-filled face of the man.

 The man unsheathed a knife from his belt and sliced open Roxy's cheerleading tunic from throat to waist.  Laying open the ruined tunic, the man chanted as he cut a sigil into Roxy's pink flesh, right between her small, heaving breasts.  Roxy screamed, the knife's touch agony as it slid through her skin.  The young girl panicked, she threw all of her power at the man, focused upon making him as heavy as a mountain so he would explode from his own weight.

 Nothing happened to Roxy's tormentor, he merely licked her blood from his blade before returning it to his belt.

 "You will be degraded, little bitch," purred the man, yanking back on Roxy's hair again.  "And you will do whatever I want."

 Roxy cried softly, staring up at the man towering above her.

 The man slapped Roxy again, the crack of hand over cheek reverberating in the dark bedroom.

 The man threw Roxy over his shoulder like a sack of meal, carrying her limp body to the waiting bed.  He threw Roxy onto the mattress, yanked apart her thighs, and reached forward to rip the panties from her.  Roxy squeezed her thin legs together until the man slapped her again, this time cutting her lower lip.  The young girl whimpered, lying submissively on the bed while the man sucked sharply on her tits, painfully biting her nipples with his teeth.  Roxy moaned, her mouth trembling, her body stiff while the man roughly fondled her cunt, rubbed her pussy raw with his powerful fingers.

 "Suck my cock, bitch," snarled the man, straightening while he brought Roxy up into a sitting position.  He unzipped his dark trousers, then shoved Roxy's face into his hairy crotch.  Roxy groaned in protest, until the man twisted her right tit, sharp pain blossoming from her breast.  Roxy took the man's cock into her small mouth, started reluctantly sucking upon the growing appendage.
The man moaned with pleasure, his hard palms pressed against the sides of Roxy's head, his crotch slamming against the girl's open mouth.  The thick prick inside Roxy's throat made her gag.  She gasped for breath whenever the man removed it, then he would ram his meat between her lips again.
The man squeezed and slapped Roxy's tits while he fucked her mouth.  Soon Roxy's tiny breasts were marred with angry red bruises, she let out a weak moan when she wasn't sucking her tormentor's swollen cock.

 The man shoved Roxy onto her back.  He ripped away the shreds of the girl's tunic, then tore off her short skirt.  Removing her loafers and white ankle socks, the man used one sock to tie Roxy's ankles together, and the other to bind her wrists above her head.

 Fresh tears poured hotly down Roxy's cheeks as the man stabbed his cock into her pussy, grunting with each painful thrust through her cunt.  The man pressed down on Roxy's arms, pounding into her so hard the bed shook, drool running down his chin to splash over Roxy's bruised tits.  Over and over the man impaled Roxy with his shaft, pinning her onto the bed, his meat engorging within her young vagina, throbbing inside her with obscene life.  Roxy gasped as her naked body responded to her violent lover, her creamy pink skin flushed, her thighs shivered, her pussy was drenched in sticky honey.  The man on top of Roxy humped faster, grunting like an animal, his awful hands roving over her tiny tits, her belly, her hips.  Grasping Roxy's thighs, the man tilted her crotch up so he could thrust deeper into her, stabbing her cervix with the bloated head of his prick.  Roxy moaned loudly, her hips shuddering, her cunt wet and clenched tight around the man's shaft.  The man released inside Roxy, hot cum thundering down into her heaving belly.

 The man slid out of Roxy and zipped up his pants.  Watching Roxy for a moment, gauging her as weak and broken, the man cut her bonds before striding out of the bedroom, locking the door from the outer hallway.

 Roxy wiped sweat off her face.  She gingerly sat up, cleaned away the semen that clung to the insides of her smooth thighs.  Sliding off of the disheveled bed, Roxy retrieved her skirt and removed the lockpicks that were sewn inside it.  She pulled off a white sheet and wrapped it around her small, nude body before walking to the locked door and gently inserting a pick into the keyhole.
With tongue pressed between soft lips, Roxy deftly manipulated the lock, grinning when it opened with a gratifying click.

 Before she opened the door, Roxy looked down at the sigil cut into her skin.  Whatever it was, it was blocking her powers.  Fearing the result, Roxy closed her eyes, pictured Caitlin in her mind.  Roxy sighed when she felt Cat's thoughts, primitive, almost non-existent, but present.  Roxy opened the door and peeked into the richly-decorated hallway.  With no one present, Roxy left the bedroom and followed the beacon of Caitlin's mind.
*****
 

 Dressed in a stolen maid's uniform of latex and fishnets, Roxy climbed down a staircase that ended at a daunting iron door.  The door was unlocked, however, allowing Roxy to enter the underground pen.

 Roxy gazed in revulsion at the rows of cages that sat within the large room.  Most of the cages contained a single, naked girl who was curled upon herself, shivering and filthy.  Roxy let Cat's mind guide her.  She found Caitlin crouched in the far corner of her cage, naked and covered with sweat and dried cum.  Roxy noticed a sigil similar to her own on Caitlin's upper left thigh.  Roxy wasted no time in attacking the cage lock with her picks, snapping it open after several minutes' work.

 "Cat?  C'mon!  We have to go!" urged Roxy, offering Caitlin her right hand.

 Caitlin moaned softly, remaining in her corner.

 Roxy squatted within the cage entrance.  "What's wrong?  You're free!"

 Caitlin stared at Roxy with wide, green eyes, not moving.
 Frowning, Roxy shouted through their mental link, *MOVE!*

 Caitlin moaned louder, glanced around herself with terrified eyes.

 *Take my hand,* thought Roxy, holding out her palm again.

 Caitlin snatched Roxy's small hand, held it tightly.

 *Good.  Follow me,* sent Roxy, gently pulling Caitlin out of the cage, then leading the tall, naked girl towards the open iron doorway.

 "What the fuck?  Intruders!" exclaimed a young male keeper as he emerged into the doorway.

 "Shit!" hissed Roxy. *Cat!  Attack that guy!*

 Both girls leapt on the startled keeper.  Caitlin forced the boy onto the floor, cracking his head against the unforgiving stone.  Roxy straightened, breathing heavily.

 *Let's go.*

 Roxy started walking through the door, but stopped when she realized that Caitlin wasn't behind her.  She turned, then gasped when she saw Cat crouched over the boy's crotch, happily sucking on his cock.

 *Cat!  No!* sent Roxy sharply.

 Caitlin jerked her head up, drops of cream from the boy's prick staining her pink lips.

 Frowning in disgust, Roxy took Caitlin's hand and pulled her away from the unconscious boy, leading her up the stairs toward escape.
*****
 

 Roxy broke her head through the mass of concealing laundry, gulping a mouthful of fresh air.  Caitlin stirred next to Roxy, emerging to fill her own lungs.  Roxy hugged Cat happily, they had made it out of the mansion, they were free.
*****
 

 Mr. Sebastian pulled back with his right arm, his closed fist dripping heavily with dark blood.  The keeper boy vomited blood, twitching as his body flopped to the floor.  The devil's human eyes glowed with angry flame, and the still thumping heart in his hand exploded into flame, smoke coiling around the devil's handsome, human face.

 "Find her," said the devil.

 "It will be difficult.  The Mark binds her powers, but also masks her aura."

 "Put a bounty on her and the little cunt that freed her," snarled Sebastian, combing back his dark hair with his left hand.

 "Yes, Master," bowed the robed servant before departing.

 Sebastian gazed intently out of the office window into the clear, desert night.  The devil's blood boiled with suppressed rage.  Caitlin Fairchild was his possession, no one would be allowed to take her and live.
*****
 

 Caitlin watched the massive semi roar away while Roxy cased out the grungy roadside motel.  They had made it to the outskirts of Alamogordo, it was late, and Roxy didn't know how they would get any money for a room, food, or new clothes.  Roxy spied a family unpacking from a light blue van.

 "Wait here, Cat, I'll be right back."

 Caitlin watched Roxy sneak towards the open van.  She leaned against the side of the motel, let the cool night air comb through her short, red hair.  Thoughts were returning to Cat's mind, the thick fog that had filled her brain was slowly dissipating.

 "That's some outfit, honey," grinned a dirty, unshaven man in overalls and a sweat-soaked red bandana.  He eyed Caitlin's white sheet with lewd amusement.

 Caitlin sniffed in the direction of the leering man.  She smelled the strong reek of his unwashed body, his filthy clothes, and his arousal, tantalizing and heady.  Caitlin smiled at the man, let the sheet drop away from her luscious, naked body.

 "Damn," breathed the man, his eyes widening to take in every delicious curve of the girl.
"You wanna come see my truck?"

 Caitlin took the man's hand and let him lead her into the night.
*****
 

 "Cat!  That lady left her purse in the van!  I got fifty bucks!" grinned Roxy, panting excitedly.

 Roxy searched where she had left Caitlin, her pulse quickening when she couldn't find her sister.  Roxy closed her eyes and sought out Cat's thoughts.  Roxy gasped sharply, her eyes snapped open, horror filling them.

 "Oh, no!"
*****

 Caitlin leaned over the naked man's lap, squeezing the base of his cock while her lips caressed every inch of its length, stopping only to suck on the wide, shivering head.

 "You're a horny bitch," groaned the man from his seat in the flatbed of his mud-splattered truck, his left hand fondling Caitlin's right buttock.

 Caitlin moved her mouth faster, sucking so hard her cheeks were taut, her tongue stroking the stranger's pole, coating it with saliva.  She pressed her small nose against the base of the man's prick, her mouth sucking each of his balls, her tongue lapping each aching orb.  The man buried his hands in Caitlin's sweaty red hair, he bucked with his pelvis, shoving his cock deep into Caitlin's warm, wet mouth.

 "I'm gonna fuck your cute, little cunt, honey," drooled the stranger, rolling on top of Caitlin and grasping her slender wrists.  Caitlin submissively allowed the man to position her arms over her head, snapping her wrists into a pair of handcuffs draped around a metal crossbar.

 The stranger spread apart Caitlin's long legs, giggled as he positioned his cock next to her moist, pink cunt.  He stroked Cat's bush of red pubic hair, making her moan with pleasure, her lips trembling.  Grabbing Caitlin's massive tits, the man rammed himself into her pussy, groaning in bliss when Cat's cunt tightened around his member.  He began stabbing into Caitlin, squeezing her buxom melons, stroking her large, brown nipples with his thumbs.  Caitlin panted harshly, her naked body was gleaming with sweat, her cunt clenching around her lover's staff.  The handcuffs around Caitlin's wrists jingled as the girl writhed on the flatbed, her thighs squeezing her lover's hips, saliva oozing down her small chin.

 Caitlin arched her back, pumping her crotch against the man's, shuddering when a mind- shattering orgasm ripped through her dripping body.  She continued to buck upon the man's hard cock, wanting more, lust overwhelming her fledgling thoughts.  The man hugged Caitlin's slender waist, thrust between her legs over and over, his cock growing inside her, ready to burst with his seed.  Leaning down to suck on Caitlin's right tit, the stranger shot his load, hot semen splashing inside Cat's ripe vagina.
*****
 

 Roxy found Caitlin a short distance away from the road, sitting with legs outstretched over the ground.  Cat held her sheet loosely around her perspiring body, her breasts bared and glistening.

 "Cat?  Are you..okay?" asked Roxy, kneeling in front of Caitlin, reaching out to squeeze her arm.

 Caitlin smiled.  She licked her lips, tasting the man's cock on her mouth.

 "Uh, huh."
 

The End.