Make you Pay

Betrayal

Penny was excited. Tony had invited her to the compound for her eighteenth birthday, for the whole weekend. All the Avengers were going to be there.

Penny spent the drive upstate practically vibrating with excitement, wondering what was in store for her when he got there. By the time she arrived he had come up with all sorts of fun possibilities. Hiking her bag on her shoulder, she thanked the driver and got out of the car. Tony was waiting for her outside the entrance with a smile on his face.

"Hey birthday girl." he said, sliding an arm over Penny's shoulders and leading her inside.

"Hey Mr. Stark! Thanks again for inviting me," Penny said, grinning up at her mentor. Tony chuckled and ruffled Penny's hair.

"It's my pleasure, Pen," he said. Penny looked around and saw that the compound was practically empty.

"Where is everyone?" She asked.

"Well, we have a surprise for you Penny," Tony said, stepping back with a coy smile.

"Oh?"

"We would like to officially invite you to join the Avengers." Penny felt like the wind had been knocked out of her. Was this really happening, even though she had turned it down years back? Was she really getting a second chance? She was so in shock that she almost missed Tony's next words.

"There is, however, one thing you've got to do before you can be officially inducted," he said. "Kind of like an initiation. Everyone had to do it, at one point or another, so it'll really make you a part of the team." Penny was already nodding. She would do anything.

"Perfect," Tony said. "Follow me." Penny was quick to obey, staying just a step behind Tony as she was lead through the compound. She was buzzing with anticipation, her mind going a million miles a minute with possibilities. Tony took her to what seemed like a residential area, up some stairs, and stopped in front of a door. He pinned Penny with a serious look.

"What would you do to be an Avenger, Penny?"

"Whatever it took."

Tony smirked. "Good answer."

He opened the door, and before Penny could get a good look inside a very large hand was wrapping around her wrist and yanking her inside. Suddenly both her arms were pinned behind her back. Trying to catch hold of her bearings, she scanned the room. So many people were there: Bucky, Steve, Bruce, Wanda, Pepper, Scott, Clint, Natasha, Rhodey, Sam, even Stephen Strange. The only person missing was-

"Happy birthday, young one," Thor crooned in her ear. Only then did she register everyone in various states of undress. Her eyes zeroed in on Natasha, wearing nothing but a bra, panties, and a massive black strap-on. Her blood ran cold.

"Tony?" She called out, confusion and fear evident in her voice. Tony stepped closer as she began to struggle against Thor.

"You said you would do whatever it took," Tony said. "And you're going to take everyone one of us."

"Tony, wait, no!" Penny cried as Thor lifted her off her feet and tossed her bodily onto the bed. Before she could try to get away, she found her legs trapped in a wide V, and lifted her head to find Wanda standing at the foot of the bed.

"You're not going anywhere," he said, her eyes reflecting the red energy sparking from her hands and creating a terrifying visage. "Not 'til we've had our fun."

Penny was shaking with fear, trying to break her hold and failing miserably. Everyone gathered around the bed to watch her as he struggled.

"Well, Cap, your call," Tony said with a smirk.

"I think you should do the honors, Tony. She's your discovery, after all. Natasha can take her mouth," Steve said, his eyes never leaving Tony's face. "Strange, take care of her clothes." A bright orange glowe joined the red of Wanda's sparks and suddenly Penny was naked. She began struggling even harder, seeing the hunger everyone's eyes. Her gaze fell back on Tony, who was undressing himself, and it felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water on him. Tony, his mentor, his father-figure , was going to - going to...

Penny couldn't breathe, her head starting to spin. She felt like she was going to be sick as her whole body convulsed in terror. Movement from the corner of her eye, making her turn as Natasha crawled onto the bed. She straddled her chest, smirking down at her and tapping the tip of the dildo against her chin.

"Open wide," she said, sugary sweet.

"No, Nat, ple-" The blow came out of nowhere, the back of Natasha's hand connecting with Penny's cheek so hard she saw stars.

"I said , open wide," she growled, shoving her fingers into her mouth and forcing her jaw open. Penny choked and sputtered, trying to shake her head, but her grip was too strong. Holding her mouth open, she guided the dildo inside. Her lips hurt from stretching around the massive toy, her jaw already beginning to ache.

That was when she felt hands running up she legs. Rough, calloused hands - Tony's hands. They trailed over her thighs, squeezed her soft vagina, slid around to grip her ass. She whimpered around the silicone toy, trying to squirm but finding herself immobile - from fear or magic she didn't know. She could do nothing as Tony's hands spread her ass cheeks apart and probed at her asshole with his fingertips. Penny twitched at the contact, her head starting to pin from the lack of air as Natasha began fucking her throat. Then there was something much bigger than a finger pressing at her hole and she only had a moment to panic before the worst pain she had ever felt thrilled up her spine. She was screaming around the dildo, trying so hard to move away from the pain but she was trapped; helpless. And it just kept going, crashing over her in waves as Tony began thrusting, practically pushing the tears from Penny's eyes. She gurgled and choked around the strap-on as she cried, delirious from the pain and lack of oxygen. She lost sense of time as she laid there, unable to fight back. Eventually, Tony's rhythm stuttered, and there was a strange sensation, and she knew that Tony has spilled inside of him.

"Natasha, up," she heard Steve order, and then the doldo was gone and Penny could breathe and her vision swam with oxygen rush.

"My turn," Steve said, looking at Penny with dark, hungry eyes. Tony and Natasha climbed off of the bed to make room. He descended on Penny like a starved animal; kissing, biting, and sucking his way up Penny's torso. He had reached Penny's neck by the time she had found her voice , rough from the throat-fucking she had recieved.

"Steve, please, stop," she begged, pulling at her magical restraints half-heartedly. Steve chuckled and sat back on his feet.

"No one silence her. I wanna hear her cry when I fuck the orgasm out of her," Steve ordered. Penny's heart stuttered upon hearing those words. Did Steve really think that Penny would even have the ability to orgasm tonight? He was crazy.

There was a finger pushing gently at her abused hole, making her gasp and try to squirm.

"No, please! " she cried, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks. Steve ignored her, pushing forward and breaching Penny slowly. She was being achingly tender compared to Tony, and when his fingers brushed over what must have been her prostate, Penny sobbed at the jolt of pleasure that shot through him. No, no, this couldn't happen to him. This was fucked up on too many levels. But then Steve pressed hard against that spot again and Penny gasped, arching off the bed as his vagina got wet.

"That's it, baby, don't fight it," Steve said, rubbing Penny's prostate relentlessly. Penny wanted to throw up as er vagina itched. It felt so good, but that feeling sickened Penny to her very core. How could she be aroused as the people he looked up to used and abused her like this? What the hell was wrong with her?

She was pulled from his self-deprecation by the feeling of Steve's large cockhead nudging against her entrance, and panic gripped her yet again.

"Steve, please, don't do this," Penny sobbed. Steve just gave her a feral grin.

"Don't worry, baby, you're gonna enjoy it," he said. And then, ever-so-gently, he pressed into Penny.

It still burned, but it was a dull ache that Penny could deal with. She continued to hiccup and sniffle, tears steadily dripping down her cheeks, but it was more from the mental strain she was currently undergoing. The fact that every other slow thrust from Steve sent sparks of pleasure up Penny's spine was worse than Chinese Water Torture. But it wasn't until Steve changed the angle and thrust just a tad bit harder that Penny truly hated Herself, because when Steve hit her prostate she had let out a noise she did not want to make.

"That's it, baby, I told you you'd like it," Steve said, sickeningly sweet. It only made Penny sob harder, wanting nothing more than to escape the building pleasure. Her vagina was throbbing at this point, leaking precum all over her stomach and bobbing in time with Steve's thrusts. She couldn't stop the small whines of pleasure from falling past her lips, and each one lit a spark of dark glee in Steve's eyes. He gradually sped his pace before wrapping a large hand around Penny's wet vagina and stroking her. Penny tried to fight it, but found she could not stop her body's natural reactions to the stimuli. With a strangled cry, she was cumming so hard she blacked out.

From that point on Penny played with the edges of consciousness, aware of what was happening sometimes and floating in the black the rest of the time. At one point she was aware of Pepper stroking her cheek, right before she shoved her fingers down his throat, all while Bruce was taking her turn with Penny's now gaping hole. There was another moment where Scott was hovering over her, looking just a little bit concerned.

"Do you think that maybe we're going too hard on her?" he said. Rhodey's face appeared beside his, looking much more at ease.

"She'll be fine," Rhodey said. "Which end do you want?"

Back to the blackness.

Then hands, slapping at her cheeks, pulling her away from the blissful nothingness. Clint's face swam into view, lips spread in a gleeful grin.

"Wanted you awake for the finale, baby girl," he said, looking down the bed. Penny lifted her head weakly to see Bucky kneeling between the V of her, smirking down at her with a sinister look in his eyes.

"You always were so inquisitive about my arm," he said, raising his metal arm and wiggling his fingers. "Well I have a question about it too." Penny felt a sense of dread descend over her.

"How much of it will fit inside you?"

A new jolt of panic roused Penny from his half-conscious state, the feeling returning to her limbs as he renewed his struggling.

"No, no, no, Bucky, please, PLEASE!" She cried, tears blurring her vision. But of course Bucky didn't listen, pressing three fingers into her at once.

For the first time that afternoon, Penny screamed. She screamed in pain, in defeat, in self-loathing. She screamed and he sobbed until his throat was burning and her chest ached. Because as long as she was screaming he could ignore how three fingers turned into four turned into all five sealed inside her and forming a fist. She had thought the pain of Tony breaching her was as bad as it could possibly get, but she had been wrong. This pain was all encompassing in a way she had never come close to experiencing. So she screamed. She screamed until her voice left her and he was choking on her own tears, driven delirious from the agony.

She didn't know how long Bucky's hand stayed inside her, but it felt like decades passed before he started pulling out. Suddenly, Penny could move again. Of course at this point all she had the ability to do was curl into a ball and continue to sob her heart out.

A hand clapped her on the back, and she flinched away from the contact in terror, turning to find Sam sitting on the edge of the bed. He gave Penny a rueful smile.

"Welcome to the Avengers, kid."

TO BE CONTINUED...

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