Dark Angel: What if?

Disclaimer: I do not own the television series that this fan fiction is written for or any of the characters from it. This is a parody meant for entertainment purposes only.

Ncon story, probably not for everyone. Don’t read if you’re not into this type of thing. Really no plot, just sex, this would barely be even considered a Dark Angel story. As one reviewer said, it’s a poorly written jerk off story.

This story is based on a request. More requests are welcome.
As always, after rereading the story I hate it, I think it’s a jumbled mess in deep need of an editor, but it was either post it now for you to read or delete it completely, so I figured I might as well post it.
More author notes at the end.

Max/Others
Group, Ncon, Oral, Anal, Drug use


FLUSHED
(Max has a different experience in jail.)

Max rested her head up against the steel bars that lined the prison walls. She found that the cold metal pressed on her forehead helped her take her mind off the small tremors that coursed through weakened body.

Exhausted, with her hands cuffed tightly behind her back she could do little more than wait for the officer that brought her in to book her.

“Theft of medical supplies.” The cop behind her mumbled as he scratched down his poorly written report. “Addict, seemingly going through withdrawals. Resisted Arrest.”

Max rolled her eyes but figured the cops’ thinking she was some crack whore was better than them knowing the truth.

The cop stopped writing and dropped his pen. “Okay, let’s go.” He announced and grabbed Max by her shoulder, escorting her out of the room. Max kept her head down as he walked her through the station, stopping in front of the large holding cell.

“Budgets tight, you know.” The cop told her. “Crimes up, too many prisoners, few months back we just started throwing everyone in together. Not enough guards to keep any order, figured we’d might as well let the inmates deal with themselves.”

“Thanks, that’s great to hear,” Max muttered out sarcastically.

“I’m trying to do you a favor,” the cop bit back.

“Lucky me.”

“Pretty girl like you won’t last more than a few hours in there.”

Max shuddered feeling the guard move closer behind her, invading her personal space. His hand dropped from her shoulder to around her waist. Curling around her body his fingers spread across her tight stomach. His breath was warm against the back of her neck.

“Maybe we could work something out, maybe you don’t even need to go into general population. Maybe if your pretty little mouth is as good as it looks you could walk out here free by this time tomorrow.” His hand slipped up underneath her shirt, rubbing up Max’s ribcage. He pressed himself against her ass, his erection growing harder by the second. “We could have some real fun,”

“Fuck off,” Max spat, and using all the energy she could muster pulled away from him. “Never in your wildest dreams.”

“Fine, your choice you little bitch.” He grabbed her hands and roughly uncuffed them. Then pushed her through the steel barred gate, locking it behind her “In a few hours you’ll be wishing that my cock was the only thing you had to worry about. I’m gonna enjoy watching you get what you deserve.” He told her and nodded up towards the cameras that watched over the inmates.

“Whatever,” Max said too tired to bother with him. Turning around she leaned back against the gate and took her surroundings. Like most prisons after the pulse, cut budgets and little man power, forced them to cut off the prison, it was a literal free for all for criminals. The good news was that the prison had pretty much turned into a shanty town, all Max had to do was find a corner and ride this bitch out.

Taking in a deep breath Max steadied her shaking limbs and moved into the prison, keeping her head down she moved forward. Drained mentally and physically each step was a struggle to stay upright. So concerned with keeping herself from tripping over he own legs Max never noticed the figure watching her from behind.

It happened quickly; too fast for Max’s sluggish reflex’s to react. A hand clamped firmly over her mouth, an arm wrapping around her waist holding her tightly. Before she could even process what was happening she was lifted off the ground.

She flailed her legs weakly and let out a muffled scream into the palm of the man’s hand which only resulted in him tightening his grip around her. Squirming helplessly Max was carried deeper into the prison.

Without warning she was thrown down. Her wobbly legs not able to find the balance to hold herself up she fell to her knees then to her side, landing with a grunt. With a slight tremble Max looked up at man now looming over her.

Not trusting her own limbs Max slowly and carefully propped herself up. Taking a deep breath she tried to steady herself against the constant tremors that ran through her.

“Nice place you got here…” she muttered out and quickly glanced around the clutter filled corner that he had brought her too.

“Heh…” the man grunted out a laugh, his grin growing. Max’s face dropped as he reached for his belt buckle.

“Not even gonna buy me dinner?” she gritted out through clenched teeth and lifted herself off her knees. She needed to get out of here. But as soon as she stood she felt her knees go weak, a wave of nauseous dizziness enveloping her head. Cursing her miss-wired brain she stumbled back unable to hold herself up any longer.

Falling in a heap of boneless limbs Max twisted around desperate to find a way out. She winced hearing the sound of a zipper being pulled down behind her, then the sound of more feet shuffling into the small cut off corner of the prison. Beginning to panic Max turned back towards the man fearing the worst.

“Fuck me…” Max muttered seeing that she was now surrounded by men.

“We will.” Someone in the small group of men taunted, and then they pounced, moving like a rapid pack of dogs surrounding their prey.

Pushed to the ground, she tried to fight them off, swat away the hands reaching but it was little use. There were too many of them, and she barely had the strength to move yet alone fight off the small gang. A torrent of hands assaulted her, squeezing and feeling her flesh.

The thin fabric of her shirt tore easily, the cold prison air sending a wave of goose bumps rippling down her back. Max groaned feeling the pudgy fingers of one of the inmates fumble with the zipper of her jeans. It didn’t take them long to make quick work of little clothes still left on her.

They didn’t speak, just stood and watched as the first man pushed his stubby little fingers against the delictate flesh between Max’s legs. She winced, and twisted away, shivering as the man rubbed his finger up and down her slit.

Another mild seizure rolled through Max’s body causing her body to go tense. Pinching her eyes closed she tried to focus, willing herself some control of her body that was betraying her, but the men’s silence was deafening. Their heavy labored breaths, Ma x could practically feel them against her skin. Trembling slightly from the seizure Max couldn’t hold back the soft gasp when she felt one of the man’s fat little fingers push inside her.

Her hips jerked away and reached out to try to push him but her hands were quickly grabbed by other men. The man shot her a yellow toothed grin before pulling away, replacing his finger with the thick moist head of his cock.

Max heart pounded, her stomach dropped, she pulled hard against the grip of the men holding her hands but it seemed to have no use. Then she felt the man shift his weight and lean into her.

“Ohyeah,” the man groaned as he sank inch after inch of his cock into Max’s unbelievable tightness. He let out another groan, her tight little body squeezing his length.

Max could feel him, his pulsating cock inside her, her body squeezing him, cocooning his warm wet member inside of her. The other men’s hands where everywhere, holding her down keeping her still, pulling her thighs apart to let him thrst deeper inside of her.

Biting her lip to hold back the groan from escaping her throat as the man began moving inside of her, Max tried to ignore the reek of sex around her. Dirty, musky it surrounded her flooding her senses. A torrent of hands played and squeezed her body, holding her still as she was fucked harder.

“LIkethat, ugh,” he grunted. His balls slapping against her tight little ass with every hard thrust. Barely able to control himself he leaned over her body. Laying his body along hers before capturing her tit in his mouth and roughly rolling the hard nipple between his teeth.

Shocked, Max let out a strangled moan and squirmed underneath his sweaty dirty body. Another man reached out, grabbing her by the cheek and turned her head towards him.

Wincing she opened her eyes, “No…” she whispered seeing his cock laid out before her. His grip tightened and he leaned in to tell her what would happen if she didn’t do as she was told.

“No,” she whispered again closing her eyes. Not listening, the man rubbed himself against her soft cheek, then against her pouty lips. Another hard thrust from the man fucking her caused her to squeak out another moan. Before she could react the man had forced himself inside of her mouth.

“Good girl,” he cooed feeling her lips instinctively seal around his shaft. He looked down at her, her beautiful dark eyes open wide with disgust and horror staring back at him, the look alone was almost enough to make him cum. His hands tangled in her messed hair guiding her head as he rubbed his cock against her tongue.

The sensations were overwhelming, her seizures, the hands all over her body, the steady hard thrusts from the man on top of her, the bitter taste of the man’s dick rubbing against her tongue. The way they held her down keeping her still. She couldn’t handle it all, a tremor of shakes rolled through her again, which only cause them to fuck her harder, the punishing thrusts driving into her enough to make her see stars.

Moaning around the cock in her mouth Max stopped trying to pull her hands free, relaxing her aching muscles. It was too much, she was too tired.

“That’s it,” the man on top of her whispered, “don’t fight it,” his pace quickening. He reached between them where their bodies joined. Rubbing Max’s clit until she gasped and looked down at him. Her cheek bulging against the cock in her mouth. “No reason you can’t enjoy this too,” he grunted before his mouth went back to teasing her nipple.

It didn’t take them long, she could feel the bellowing groan resonate through the body pressed on top of her. Pinching her eyes closed she felt his cock throb and then his warm cum fill her womb. Finished with her he simple rolled off her, leaving her breast covered in his spit, her legs still spread wide from his pounding.

Before she could try to cover herself another man took his place. She moaned as he slid himself inside of her. Without warning her mouth was filled with another man’s warm seed. Bitter and salty she gagged slightly before reflexively swallowing the disgusting liquid.

A trail of cum seeped from her lips. With every hard thrust her body pressed harder into the cold cement floor, her eyes fluttered and Max could feel herself slipping into the darkness. Another man, another cock pressed against his lips, an urging voice telling her to open her mouth, too tired to do anything else she obeyed. The familiar taste once again filling her senses, she sucked weakly on the unwelcome organ moaning against it as another inmate fucked her with everything he had.

The cock in her mouth throbbed and again her mouth was full of his seed. Gasping pulled the cock from her mouth only to catch another wad against her cheek. She shuddered feeling itslide down her cheek. ‘

“Ohgod,” Max moaned feeling the man’s cock buried deep inside her, his balls rubbing against her ass. She tried to sit up and slide away only to feel herself being rolled over. Too tired to even lift herself she lay draped over the man under her. Her body sinking even deeper onto his cock, her hard nipples rubbing raw against his hairy chest.

Exhasution washed over her, leaving her little more than a whimpering mess. A hard squeeze of her ass caused her to squirm again. She could feel someone behind her, her eyes closed she braced knowing what was coming next. The impossibly hard tip of another man’s dick pressed against her ass. She let out a soft whimper as slowly worked his way inside her.

“Ahhh,” Max let out a wild moan feeling the cock force its way into her ass. Her body squeezed between the two men as they began to roughly fuck her. It was too much, too hard, she gave out another strangled moan before passing out.


…

“Max.”

“Max?”

“It is Max right?” a male voice asked.

“Mmm?” Max groaned and rolled from her side onto her back. Peaking an eye open she found herself in a small room, lying in a bed. With a shaky hand she rubbed her tired eyes and tried to remember. The seizures always made everything fuzzy. She could remember being arrested at the hospital, then the prison, and all the men.

“Ungh,” she groaned at the thought and tried to sit up, her body protested. Her aching exhausted muscles screaming at her for more rest. She listened and rested her head back down against the pillow.

“Here,” the man said and lifted a glass of water to her lips. Max greedily drank down the cold liquid; ignoring the odd metallic taste it had just happy to clench her parched lips.

“Where am I?”she asked after finishing off the glass.

“Still at the prison I’m afraid, one of my guards found you.”

Max looked over questioningly at the man. “I’m the Warden,” he stated. Content with the answer Max closed her eyes enjoying a sudden warmth coursing through her body.

“You’ve been through a lot, such a pretty girl like you should of never of been in gen pop.” The warden reached out and gently touched her cheek.

“Mm,” Max gasped and opened her eyes. Taking in a deep breath as his fingers left her cheek and trialed down her neck. “Umm,” she moaned suddenly turned on by his touch. “You drugged me…” she moaned, and touched her lips.

The Warden smiled. “Just something to help you relax.” His fingers moved further down under the the blanket over the expansive of her tight firm body before reaching the wetness between her legs. “I’ll take care of you from now on,”

Max cried out and arched her hips toward his hand as he slipped 2 fingers inside of her. “Noo, you.. drugged…ohhhgod,” Her body burned with desire, overheated, she gasped again feeling his thumb rub over her swollen clit.

Grinning at her arousal the Warden slid out of his chair and into the bed. “You’re mine now,” he declared before sliding his rock hard cock into her wet and waiting pussy.

…

It was three days before Original Cindy, with the help from Logan, found Max and helped her escape. Max couldn’t remember much. The seizures combined with whatever drug the Warden had kept feeding her made sure of that.

It was like it had all just been a dream a dream that with everyday slipped further out of her mind. Memories would come to her. The feeling of being pressed against her cell wall while the warden took her from behind. The sensation of him inside her, fucking her while she begged for more, the constant mind shattering drug induced orgasms. It ashamed her to admit that thinking about what had happened turned her on a little, but she chalked it up to the drug he had given her still being not completely out of her system.

Nobody knew, not Cindy or Logan. The warden had got what he deserved and she had endured worse in her lifetime by the hand of Manticore. Like always, she would survive, it was what she was made for after all.



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Authors note: I take it you read the whole thing? Good job! If you just skipped down, good job too.
Thanks for all the requests, I have about 20 pages worth of half written “what if” stories. I can’t seem to finish any one idea though, which might be one of the reasons this chapter is such a mess.
Most requests have been for more odd pairings with a lot of Ncon and group stuff, so if you’re not a fan you might not like the next few updates. Thx for reading