Disclaimer: I do not own Thor, The Avengers, Avengers: Age of Ultron, Captain America 2 or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Sharon Carter had been trained by the best of the best SHIELD had to offer. That meant first and foremost her Aunt Peggy, one of the founders of SHIELD and her personal idol. God, Sharon was so glad that her Aunt wasn't around to see what had become of SHIELD, and more importantly wouldn't have to suffer the same fate as the other women who she had idolised, and had a hand in her training, like Melinda May, Natasha Romanoff and Maria Hill.
They, and the organisation Peggy Carter had fought so hard to build, were worse than dead. They were broken and perverted into something unrecognisable, all thanks to the twisted Amazon goddess known as Sif.
While it was the hardest thing she'd ever had to do Sharon had run and hide, hoping to rebuild SHIELD in secret so she could preserve at least something of Auntie Peggy's legacy. Alas while her training kept her safe for a while eventually she was caught and taken right back to one of the headquarters of SHIELD. The worst part?
It wasn't by Sif, or her little Witch Wanda Maximoff. No, it was by her own people and mentors, Melinda May, Natasha Romanoff and even Maria Hill. She tried, but against all three of them Sharon hadn't stood a chance, and she was soon hogtied and being stuffed into a Quinjet, unable to do anything but thrash around and dish out idle threats.
In response her former allies just laughed at her, and had the audacity to tell her they were doing her a favour. That soon she would blush at the thought of not immediately dropping to her knees in front of their Mistress Sif and begging her to enslave her. That she couldn't possibly imagine just how good Mistress Sif's pussy tasted, or what it was like to have Mistress Sif inside her ass.
But she would. Because as soon as they got back Mistress Sif was going to break her in front of all of them. Spank her. Feed her pussy. Gape her ass hole. Then Sharon truly would be one of them, just another slave of Sif, a mindless fuck hole who lived to please her Mistress. Which was horrifying, especially as the thought undeniably turned Sharon on.
Once they landed Sharon was carried out of the Quinjet, where Sif and her slaves were waiting, along with seemingly every female member of SHIELD, all of them naked to show that they were now nothing but broken bitches. Some even taunted her by displaying their gaped butt holes, the way that Romanoff, May and Hill had done throughout the journey.
She was then wordlessly tied to some kind of BDSM device, forcing her into the doggy style position, before all of her clothes were removed with scissors. Sharon desperately wanted to fight back during this, but there was no point. Even if she could get free there were too many of them to fight. Better to save her energy on remaining defiant for as long as she could, before she too inevitably succumb to Sif's magic, and admittedly her own desires.
"Agent Carter." Sif purred wickedly, "It's so great to meet you."
"Sif." Sharon said flatly, rudely staring ahead of her instead of at her host.
This annoyed Sif, pushing her to taunt, "You know, it's fitting that this would be how SHIELD ends. After all, it was the beginning of the end for your precious organisation when I strapped my darling Natasha to that very device and started the surprisingly challenging process of breaking her. Isn't that right Natasha?"
"Yes Mistress Sif." Natasha quickly agreed, unable to stop herself from sucking up by adding, "Thank you so much for being patient with me and putting me in my rightful place."
"Mmmmm, it was so worth it." Sif practically purred with delight, turning back to her latest pray, "I'm sure it will be the same with you. Then, SHIELD will be mine. All the men have left to find jobs in other organisations, and the women, they're all here, ready and willing to serve me however I want."
There was a chorus of agreement from the broken slaves, and then Sharon boldly told her captor, "You can do whatever you want to me. It doesn't matter. You cannot destroy the legacy of SHIELD. And someday someone will take you down.
"We'll see about that." Sif grinned wickedly, pausing for a moment to move behind Sharon, "Mmmmm, oh yes, we will find if someone can truly challenge me, but much sooner we will find out exactly what it takes to break you, and rebuild SHIELD in my glorious image."
Sif gleefully grabbed Sharon's beautiful bottom before beginning to massage the cheeks while she was speaking. She then continued groping that ass for a few long minutes, building up the anticipation for her latest conquest, her watching slaves, and most importantly herself. After all, this was the last piece of her conquest of SHIELD. Why shouldn't she savour it?
Of course she could only wait so long before delivering the first strike, in this case quickly lifting up both her hands and then just as quickly bringing them down again in a hard double smack, Sif using a great deal of her strength in that first blow to show Agent 13 that she meant business.
As a result she got a loud and satisfying cry out of Sharon, which was almost enough to make Sif continue at that pace. But again, she wanted to savour this, not give Sharon everything she had right from the get go and risk breaking her too soon.
So instead she merely went back to her lustful groping of that cute little ass, massaging the pain away and even cooing before delivering the next spank, which was far more gentle than the one that had come it before. Hell, Sif barely put any force into it at all. And yet, it got a little cry out of Sharon. Although from the sounds of it that was because of humiliation more than pain.
Either way it was delightful, although maybe a little disappointing. After all, her favourite SHIELD sluts, Maria and Natasha, had been so difficult to beat. Especially Natasha. Ever since then Sif had actually been hoping to find someone who could be a challenge for her, and yet even the descendant of Peggy Carter wasn't proving to be that difficult.
Indeed, by the time Sif got to the hard spanking the young Agent Carter was doing her Aunt a disservice by bawling like a baby from what appeared to be both pain and humiliation. Which in some way was thrilling, especially in front of what was left of SHIELD, but Sif couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.
Mostly though Sif just felt joy as she watched those full cheeks jiggle with every blow she gave them, quickly turning pink under the force of her assault, then a light red, then finally a dark and angry red, that butt bruising so becomingly.
It would never be Sif's favourite form of dominance, especially not in this position, but it was definitely proving beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was the dominant one here, and Sharon Carter, the last hope for SHIELD, was being reduced to just another whimpering fuck toy, as Sif's already broken slaves watched on, some of them even being bold enough to cheer Sif on, especially as she started giving her latest conquest all she had.
Sharon tried to remain strong, but it was just so humiliating. She had been physically beaten, restrained, stripped and spanked in front of her former colleagues. Hell, some of that was by her former work friends, all of who were now staring at her with a mixture of lust and jealousy, or staring at their Mistress Sif with total devotion, and maybe even love.
And Sharon had to wonder, was that really the fate that awaited her? Was she really going to become just a mindless sex slave? Yet another notch on Sif's bedpost? Or would she find a way to somehow resist someone who had taken down the likes of Maria Hill and Natasha Romanoff?
The chances that she would survive with her mind, and her dignity, intact from an encounter with Sif was always a long shot, but right now it seemed like an impossibility. It was bad enough when Sif was groping her naked ass in between each gentle strike, but as the spanking continued and the groping was slowly phased out and replaced with continuous blows which were unbearable Sharon just couldn't stop herself from breaking down and crying.
She'd always tried so hard to live up to her Aunt's reputation, even when she was calling herself Agent 13 to try and disguise who she really was. But the truth was she had limited field experience, and this was by far the worst pain she'd ever experienced.
It was certainly the worst humiliation, and the worst part of it was that some twisted part of her enjoyed it. Sharon tried to deny that fact at first, but when this turn from gentle bottom smacking to a brutal butt beating Sharon could feel herself getting wet, destroying the very last ounce of dignity that she had.
It caused her to break down completely, her sobs and squeals of pain and humiliation almost as loud as the sounds of Sif's hand connecting with the soft flesh of her ass. Which made her think about how powerful Sif was. How strong. How she was so effortlessly dominating her, and had easily dismantled both The Avengers and SHIELD and turned it's female members into her mindless sluts. So really, what was wrong with succumbing to the inevitable?
Just as that worrying thought echoed in Sharon's head Sif suddenly stopped, leaving Sharon to relax against the BDSM device and try to get herself under control. It took longer than she would have liked, but after about a minute she was able to come herself down to just gently sob, Sif staring at her handiwork the entire time with what Sharon imagined was a look of glee, similar to the looks glued the faces of the sex slaves surrounding her.