ForevaXena's FanFic . . .

Born Of Sin
by Tomacbeth

An original Xena story by tomacbeth for flexula

Rating:  NC-17

PART IV (Conclusion)

Xena stared at the wall.  They were gone.  Hope and Callisto.  They had left after her humiliation at their hands.  Her throat was raw from screaming.  For 3 days they had assaulted her, front, and rear. Each demon-nympho thrusting into her.  Occasionally they would trade places, or alter her suspension to adjust the torment.  On the second day, Callisto began thrusting her unnaturally grown member into Xena’s throat. And then, as if the horrors of the rape were not bad enough, Callisto came… and came… a viscous green cum spurted from her cock into Xena’s mouth, almost drowning her.  And worse than that, the cum acted like an aphrodisiac.  Xena found herself responding to them, enjoying them.  The effects would wear off, and she would be left with pain and disgust of their abuse.  And then Callisto would cum again, Spraying Xena’s body with the foul stuff, and the cycle would repeat.  Day and night, without rest.  Several times, Xena just blacked out from exhaustion.

Hope had also tortured her non-stop, but a different kind of torture.  As Xena drifted in and out of reality, Hope would pretend to be Gabrielle, softly telling Xena how much she loved her, all the while raping her.  Abusing and kissing her, and aided by Callisto’s powers, Hope had drawn her into a twisted fantasy where it was Xena raping Gabrielle.  Xena saw her love’s battered body before, crying for mercy from an insatiable warrior princess. And Xena was enjoying it.  She was aware that she was enjoying it.  And this awareness grew into the greatest horror she felt… the horror that she was fucking Gabrielle to death… And loving it. At that moment, all her strength, resolve, and will power snapped.  And she had screamed.  She had screamed for hours.

And now the screaming had stopped.

Hope and Callisto had stopped.  They had gone off to enjoy pleasuring each other.  It seems that Hope, being part human, was also highly susceptible to the arousal power of Callisto’s cum.  They had licked off the last remnants from her limp body, and then had taken her down from the suspension, undid her bonds, and chained her afresh to a wall close to Gabrielle.  Xena could not se her beloved.  But she could hear her… struggling faintly… How could Gabrielle still be alive…. Was the egg sac like a womb… imprisoning, and changing her love… Into what?  Xena drifted asleep.  And in the land of dreams, she saw Gabrielle……

“Xena…Can you hear me?”

“I hear you, Gabrielle.”

“Xena, help me… I can feel myself going… my mind.. my spirit.. don’t let them take me, Xena.”

“Fight them Gabrielle…. I’m close by…”

“I can feel the evil… Its very close… by the Gods, don’t let them take me, Xena.”

“Gabrielle…. I love you… I won’t let them win.”

“I love you, Xena….Xena?”

“Yes, Gabrielle?”

“If they win… I don’t want to live….. I won’t be one of them, Xena…. I can’t live with that evil….”

“I know, Gabrielle…”

Then as her voice faded into the land of dreams, Xena promised Gabrielle, promised herself… that her love, her gentle Bard would not become an evil plaything for Callisto and Hope.  Xena would destroy them… or failing that…. destroy Gabrielle and then herself.

“WAKE UP, YOU BITCH!”

Xena was jarred to the world, by a vicious slap from Hope.  The little demon packed quite a wallop.  Hope stared into Xena’s eyes, trying to discern if Xena had any mind left.  Xena looked so pathetic there, naked except for the high leather boots they had left on her. The warrior princess kept calling for Gabrielle, over and over.  She must have been dreaming about my loving mother, thought Hope.  Then, a small smile played wickedly across Hope’s face.  Callisto was gone on a little god-bitch errand. Time for some more fun.  She knelt down next to the delirious Xena, and spoke to her in a fear-filled gentler voice.

“Xena, I’m here.. It’s Gabrielle!”

“Gabrielle?”

“Yes, Xena… I’m here… I’m free….”

“How…but how…Gabr…”

“Never mind that.. I’m here… I’ll get you free… oh, I love you Xena…”

“Gabrielle…”

“I love you, Xena… I always have…”

“I love you too, Gabrielle…”

Perfect, thought Hope. She’s buying it beautifully.  Let’s see she really feels about Mom.

Hope unlocked the chains, and half carried, half-dragged Xena’s exhausted body to the bedchamber.  She lay Xena on the bed, marveling that even after all they had done to her, she still looked magnificent. She climbed onto the bed, and straddled Xena, caressing her, and talking to her as a lover would… Hope even was able to well tears up, and splash them on the poor woman’s face.  I should be a thespian, thought Hope… No wisecracks from the peanut gallery….She was already wet from anticipation.  Cradling Xena to her breasts, she continued the charade…..

‘Xena, I love you..”

“Yes Gabrielle…”

“Love me Xena, make love to me…”

Xena seemed to focus on Hope’s face, then joy came across her features as she recognized her love, Gabrielle…..

“Gabrielle…Ohhhhh, my dearest Gabrielle’’

Xena began to weakly kiss Gabrielle/Hope’s breasts. The impostor enjoyed having Xena freely give herself up to her.  They moved higher up onto the bed.  Gabrielle/Hope rose up to grasp the cavern wall, as Xena’s lips sought out her dripping sex.  The Warrior Princess was lost in her passion, helplessly aroused by Hope’s deception.  She kissed and stroked Gabrielle/Hope’s clitoris with such love, passion, and tenderness… things Hope had never known.  She knew Xena was ‘loving” her, not fucking her… And that sensation of power over Xena, the sweet irony of her impersonating her mother, caused her to climax.

It was strong one… stronger than any she had felt with Callisto. She collapsed next to the drowsy Xena, happily spent, languishing in her conquest.  After many minutes, she felt Xena shift slightly on the bed.  Xena lay next to her, murmuring her mothers name.

“Gabrielle?”

“Yes, Xena?” replied Hope in an innocent voice, as she readied to destroy Xena’s dreams once again.

“You are my dearest love.”

“You are mine, Xena” ; said Hope with a devilish smile.

“I love you so much, Gabrielle.. everything about you…..”

“Yes, Xena.”

Your eyes, your hair, the way you smell……”

“Thank you, Xena”

“Everything…but the color of your nails… that’s just wrong.”

“??????”

Too late, Hope heard the change in tone.  She sat up… And was greeted by a heavy blow smashing into the side of her head.  The force sent her reeling from out of the bed.  She struck to stone floor of the cave, and was out cold.

Xena raised herself wearily from the bed.  Her body was covered with bruises, stained with sweat, and dried Callisto-cum.  Every muscle screamed, every nerve ending seemed an enemy.  But despite all that, she permitted herself a small half smile.  Got you, you little bitch, she thought.  Xena was lucky.  She had seen through Hope’s deception, although she had to admit, that the realization was wonderfully slow in coming (as was Hope). She had been enjoying it.  But Gabrielle NEVER painted her nails.  And if she had, Blood Red would not have been her choice.  But she had waited until Hope was spent, and then shifted on the bed to take advantage of the candlestick as a bludgeon. She had used all her strength for that swing, knowing she had to put Hope down fast.  And now she staggered to the fallen demoness, grasping the candlestick as a club. She checked Hope.  Yep, she was out for a while. She grabbed Hope by the hair and dragged the nude woman back into the other chamber.  Working quickly she chained Hope to the wall.  And then hurried to the egg sac encasing Gabrielle.  She called out her love.  There was no reaction.  Was she too late?  She looked for some way to open the sac.  No swords, or tools.  But there on the table?  Her Chakram!  She grabbed her weapon.  Would this free Gabrielle?  Would cutting open the sac kill her?  She had no choice… If it worked Gabrielle would be free… If not… She would not let her friend be “hatched” as a thing of evil.  She had promised that to Gabrielle..  With a mighty war cry she threw the Chakram at the sac.  It spilt the covering right up the middle.  A green goo spewed forth, and within it, was Gabrielle.  The goo flooded the floor of the chamber.  Gabrielle’s body lay there as if dead.  Xena rushed to her friend.  Gabrielle wasn’t breathing. She was like stillborn child, cut free from the womb. Once before this had happened, and this time Xena knew what to do.  She pounded on Gabrielle’s chest, forcing her friend to rejoin the land of the living.  Once was all it took.  Gabrielle vomited the vile liquid from her lungs, and gagged.  Xena held her love, while she sputtered and choked up the last measure of the foul fluid.  Gabrielle looked up into Xena’s eyes…

“I knew you would come… I knew it”.

Xena tried to soothe her friend; “Gabrielle. It’s all right I’m here. ”

With tears streaming down her face, Gabrielle answered; ‘I came here… A message said you were in trouble…. They pushed me into the sac…. I couldn’t get free…. Oh Xena, It’s a trap… A trap for you”.

“Don’t worry, Gabrielle.,” said Xena.

“NO… Be worried Gabrielle… BE VERY WORRIED”

Xena looked up to see Callisto, standing by the torn sac, and looking very nasty. The Goddess glanced haughtily towards the groggy Hope, stirring in her chains.”

“Leave you alone for five minutes…” spat Callisto, sarcastically. “And now Xena… Time to pay the piper.”

Xena slowly stood.  In her present state, she was no match for Callisto.  But she would not give up with out a fight… She raised her Chakram, the only weapon that might succeed against the Goddess… But Callisto was much faster.  She had crossed the chamber, fast as lightning, and grabbed Xena by both arms, pinning them to her sides.  Weakened as she was, Xena could do nothing to stop her.  She dropped her Chakram.  Callisto raised her high with her supernatural strength.

“How about it, Xena?” Asked Callisto. “Once more for old times sake. And little Gabrielle can watch.”

Xena looked down, and saw Callisto had called on her shape shifting once again. The huge penis was jutting forth from the blonde demon, the tip of its immense shaft glistening with pre-cum.  With a horrific yell, Callisto brought Xena down upon the cock, impaling her painfully.  Xena cried out in pain.  She was unable to stop the assault. Callisto taunted her foe.

“Bet old Herc never did you like this, eh Xena? And after you, I’ll take on your little friend.  I can only “Hope” she’s as good as her daughter.”

Callisto came, the liquid spurting out of the defeated warrior.  With an evil grin, Callisto brought Xena’s face close to hers.

“And now, Xena…I’ll split you open like a fish”

Xena, felt Callisto’s cock grow LARGER.  It began to widen inside her.  She knew the evil bitch would split her open, and there was nothing she could do.  She had failed Gabrielle.

Suddenly, there was a cry.  A flash of metal passed between Callisto and Xena as Gabrielle, weak but defiant, attacked Callisto’s member with the Chakram.  The weapon sliced through the demonic cock like a hot knife through butter.  Callisto screamed an ungodly scream.  The Chakram’s power was so, that Callisto was caught off guard.  Instantly, the sliced off appendage within Xena disappeared as if smoke. Callsito release Xena, and backed away in immortal agony. Xena landed on the floor, and with a last act of desperation, aimed a roundhouse kick squarely in Callisto’s stomach.  Callisto was hurled backwards by the blow, into the gaping open egg sac. As she landed in it, the sac seemed to swell up. It enveloped Callisto.  As she realized her predicament, she screamed at Xena, and started to hurl a bolt of flame.  It bounced off the inner case of the rapidly re-sealing egg sac, and struck Callisto instead… And then it was sealed….  Trapping Callisto within.

“She’ll have a hard time getting out of that…” said Xena; “It’s born of Dahak.  One god against another.”

“DAMN YOU” screamed voice behind them!

Xena and Gabrielle turned to see Hope, straining at the chains, which held her.  Gabrielle made a move as if to go to her daughter, but Xena stopped her.  Gabrielle turned to Xena, tears in her eyes.  Xena glanced down, and saw that Gabrielle still had the gleaming Chakram in her hand.

“Please, Xena…” whispered Gabrielle; “She’s my daughter… I should be the one.”

Xena saw the pain in her friend’s eyes, but she also saw the resolve.  She marveled again at the inner strength that Gabrielle possessed. But she also knew she could not let her love take on the guilt of killing her own daughter.

“But it was my son…” spoke Xena.

She took the Chakram from Gabrielle, and turned to face Hope.  Hope saw the look in Xena’s eyes, and then screamed….“FATHER!!!!”

Instantly a wall of flame blocked Xena from Hope.  The very walls of the cave seemed to ignite.  Xena was forced back by the heat.  She had to get Gabrielle out before the flames consumed them.  They both staggered through the chambers, the flames of Dahok following close at their heels.  Gabrielle stumbled against something.  Xena picked her friend up. They were almost at the mouth of the cave.  Flames were everywhere.  With her war cry she grabbed Gabrielle, and using the last of her strength hurled them both through the opening.  They tumbled down the hillside, as the cavern behind them exploded like Vesuvius, in a sheet of flame and rock.

After some time, the smoke cleared.  The two women lay on the ground.  Battered by their ordeal, they clung to each other.  Hours passed. Finally, they recovered enough of their will to stand and survey what had happened. The cave was gone.  Most of the hillside had collapsed into itself.  Hopefully the two demons were imprisoned by the rock.

Gabrielle looked at Xena.  Unknown to Xena, she had been fully aware in her imprisonment. Gabrielle knew everything that had been done to her friend.  She knew what Xena had suffered at the hands of those two.  And she knew that Xena had endured it all to rescue her.  Xena’s love for her is what had kept her sane inside that egg sac. And her love for Xena had grown again, confirmed by the knowledge of their destiny together. Xena was aware of her friend’s gaze.  She was hurting, inside and out.  It would take all of her healer's art to mend the damage. She turned to Gabrielle, and without a word, tenderly kissed her bard, the softness of the kiss was a touch of paradise after what she had been through. As she looked into her love’s eyes, she knew she would endure far worse if she had to.  She would go through anything to see that look of love.

They started down the hill.  It was a long way back to the Inn.  It was becoming light. The early morn chilled their naked bodies. No matter. They had spare clothes in Argo’s saddlebag. Gabrielle look at her friend’s high leather boots, the only clothing they had between the two of them.

“Are those boots warm?”

“Ain’t gonna happen, Gabrielle”

“Just one.. so we match.”

“Nope”

“Trade you a Chakram for one?”

“In your dreams.”

‘You are my dreams.”

THE END

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