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Elle's Pain Slut	By : MTL Category: G through L > Heroes Views: 33732 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Heroes, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Author's note:

This is a story based on Heroes and takes place during season 3, episode 7. Both the actresses are over 18.

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Claire Bennet and Elle Bishop had sat in almost total silence since the plane took off. It was probably for the best, most of the time when they talked they ended up at each other's throats, but Claire was finding it hard to ignore the other blonde.

Much like Claire herself Elle had supernatural powers, but while Claire could heal Elle had power over electricity. Or at least she used to have power over electricity, now it almost seemed to be the other way around.

Every few seconds a small electrical charge passed through Elle's body almost completely without her control.

Before they had got on the flight Claire had questioned whether this was a good idea or not but Elle had assured her that as long as she remained calm everything would be fine.

The cheerleader was beginning to wonder whether the former company agent had just told her that because she couldn't bear to take any type of other, slower transport to New York. If that was the case it was too late to do anything about it now. All Claire could do was hoped that Elle stayed calm, if not for her indestructible sake then for the sakes of the very destructible people on this plane, and of course for Elle herself.

Once again another flash of blue electricity passed through Elle's body and against her better judgment Claire asked, "Everything alright?"

She had asked that question a lot over the last hour, and a lot more during takeoff, but always Elle replied with a quick 'shut up'. This time however Elle actually gave more of a reply.

"I'm what some people would refer to as a anxious flyer." Elle said.

Claire couldn't help smirking at this.

"Big, tough, company agent can't handle being 30000 feet up?" Claire mocked.

"Yeah, well, I was never a very good agent." Elle said dismissively.

"So I read you let all those villains escape level 5 right?" Claire asked.

Elle felt anger rush up inside her but quickly calmed herself. Her powers grew strong through her emotions, but unlike before she could not always stop herself from using her powers if she got emotional, and this was the last place on Earth she should be using her powers.

Claire obviously didn't get that. Why would she? Her powers were constant, she had no idea what Elle was going through, and couldn't understand that even the slightest little argument could set her off.

Elle hadn't told Claire that of course. She should have, but her father had always told her not to show anyone your weaknesses unless you absolutely had to, so Elle had chosen to tell Claire as little as possible about her condition. Hopefully it was not a choice which was going to cost Elle her life.

She just had to avoid arguing with Claire, and everything would be alright... hopefully.

"Shut up." Elle replied dismissively, hoping Claire would let it go.

No such luck.

"Yeah, I caught Doyle, I helped clean up your mess." Claire said smugly.

"Doyle." Elle said.

"Yeah, the freak with the puppets." Claire said, "This agent thing isn't so hard."

Isn't so hard... who did this cheerleader think she was Elle thought angrily to herself.

Unable to control her emotions Elle turned to the other blonde and said, "You know my father pushed me into this life, I wanted no part of it, and if you do, you're an idiot."

"Elle..." Claire began but she was cut off.

"You have no idea how good you have it!" Elle said angrily.

Just then the blue sparks which had been visibly been building up slid out of Elle's body, through the chair seat and directly into the plane, causing the lights to go on and off and the plane to momentarily lose altitude.

Suddenly a voice came over the speakers, "This is your captain speaking, we would like to remind our passengers to turn off all electrical equipment, thank you."

Silence fell between the two girls as the plane struggled to stay in the air and Elle struggled to keep her powers under control.

"I think he's talking about you." Claire whispered.

"Shut up." Elle spat, desperately trying to concentrate.

More silence as the plane and Elle continued to struggle.

"Seriously, calm down. You have to turn it off or we're going to crash." Claire said.

"If I knew how to do that I wouldn't be here in the first place." Elle said, desperately trying to keep calm but it just didn't help.

What Elle had neglected to tell Claire when she had been giving her as little information about her current situation as possible was that sometimes even when she was calm she couldn't control her powers, and her fear of not being able to keep calm finally caught up with her.

Elle began uncontrollably shooting large bursts of electricity into the plane, causing almost all the lights to go off and for the plane to start taking a nosedive.

People screamed in the background as they plummeted towards the earth.

Claire realised she needed to do something. Thinking quickly she held out her hand.

"Take my hand." Claire yelled above the screams.

Elle looked at her like she was crazy.

"Let me help you, conduct your electricity into me." Claire said, speaking as loudly as she could without getting anyone's attention, not that she really had to worry at this point.

Elle looked hesitant.

"Do it!" Claire yelled.

Doing as she was told Elle took Claire's hand and concentrated conducting all her electricity into Claire, and only Claire. Elle had concentrated her powers on many unfortunate individuals, a number of whom she had killed with it, but never in her life had she felt as much electricity passed through her as she did in that moment. And it was... wonderful. After weeks of finding no release whatsoever from her torment Elle finally found something she could shock as much as she wanted. She just kind of hoped Claire had been telling the truth about not being able to feel pain otherwise she was going to be stuck next to one pissed off indestructible cheerleader for the rest of the flight.

As the electricity entered her body Claire felt the same odd sensations she had felt when Elle had electrocuted her back in her house after she had found her on her dad's computer. At her house the first blast of electricity had been so weak Claire wasn't even sure she had felt anything, but the second one which Elle had used on her while she was down, she had felt something. She hadn't had time to analyse it but had been thinking about it ever since. It couldn't be what she thought it had been, she had tested herself afterwards to make sure, but those sensations were back and they were more powerful and... it felt like... pain... but that was impossible, wasn't it?

After what felt like an eternity of desperately clinging to Claire's hand Elle began to feel better, and then something happened she was beginning to think would never happen again, she began to feel better, like her normal self again. It was only then that she noticed the plane had recovered and was now flying normally.

"We did it." Claire said breathlessly, trying to hide the many different thoughts going off in her head by faking a smile.

Elle returned the smile, only her smile wasn't fake, it was a genuine smile of relief and gratitude. Relief because for the first time in what felt like forever Elle was no longer in agony, and gratitude because she was genuinely grateful to the cheerleader. That gratitude, along with her smile, quickly faded as Elle realised she was still desperately clinging on to Claire's hand. She couldn't remember the last time she had clung to anything with such a feeling of desperate need, need for someone else's help, and it made Elle feel uncomfortable.

"Do you mind?" Elle said, eyes darting to were they were still holding hands.

Both girls simultaneously let go of each other's hands, Elle quickly looking away from the other blonde and trying to think of something to say. After taking away her pain the least Elle could do was say thank you to Claire. Elle had never been good at saying those words to anyone, but she needed to say them to Claire. She just needed a little time to say them.

Clare looked at her hand in disbelief. It was red and swollen but quickly healed before her very eyes, and Claire felt nothing, just like she had felt nothing when she had got injured before. Every time, she felt nothing... except when...

Looking over to check Elle wasn't paying her much attention Claire silently unbuckled her seatbelt and quickly made her way to the bathroom.

Once the bathroom door was locked behind her Claire briefly inspected her small and cramped surroundings, almost as if to check no one was watching her, before reaching into her pants and taking out the little knife she had been carrying with her.

Claire had been carrying this knife for a while and she could still remember when her mom had found it. She had told her it was for self defence, but the truth was she was using it on herself. It was something she needed to do from time to time, to remind herself she was still human. She had seen so much, she had survived so much, that it became overwhelming and as twisted as it was, a few quick stabs to her hand was actually quite therapeutic. Her powers always healed her, so it really didn't matter and it made her feel as normal as she possibly could when she had felt pain.

God, how she missed that pain.

Since Sylar attacked her Claire hadn't been able to feel pain... until a few seconds ago when Elle electrocuted her.

Finally Claire felt human again, but was it real? Did she really feel pain, or was it just wishful thinking.

Taking the knife firmly in her right hand Claire placed her left hand down on the basin so the blood could be washed away, took a deep breath and stabbed herself.

Nothing.

Claire stabbed herself again, and again, and again.

Still nothing, not even a tingle.

Claire watched in dismay as her wounds quickly healed themselves while giving her none of the pain she craved.

Feeling as if she was about to cry Claire fell backwards on to the toilet seat. What the hell was going on?

Suddenly there was a loud banging on the door.

"Claire, are you ok?" Elle asked in between banging.

Elle. The girl who had somehow made Claire feel pain for the first time in weeks. The girl who had made her feel human for the first time in weeks.

"I said are you ok in there pom-pom?" Elle asked, obviously becoming annoyed.

Claire should tell Elle she was ok and go and sit back down in her chair and forget this whole thing. But she didn't. She had to know if what she felt before was real. She had to know whether it was a fluke or not.

So, against her better judgment, Clare reached over and unlocked the door. No sooner had the door been unlocked Elle forced her way inside the cramped space and looked Claire up and down.

"Again, and hopefully for the final time, are you ok? Because you look fine and all, but if you're not I don't see how that's my fault considering that was your idea, and you were totally the one who said you couldn't feel pain any more, so I don't see why you should be blaming me for something that isn't my fault." Elle said, stopping and calming herself down as she felt her anger trigger her desire to use her power again, "I mean, if I hurt you or upset you or something... I'm sorry... and... I just wanted you to know... I'm grateful... you know... for before... and..."

Elle was cut off when Claire stood up, closed the door on them and slowly advanced on her. In her fragile state Elle felt an odd twinge of fear as Claire approached her. She wouldn't have thought it was possible for the cheerleader to make her feel fear, but she did, and she also felt something else which she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Standing in front of the other girl Claire took a moment to rethink this but as much as her brain was telling her this was a bad idea she needed to know if somehow Elle could give her the pain she craved.

"Do it again." Clare finally said.

"What?" Elle asked, obviously confused.

"Use your power on me." Clare said.

"But..." Elle began.

"Please." Clare said, "Just do it!"

Elle bit her lip. She had been malfunctioning for weeks and had been losing control over her powers, but zapping Claire had made her feel better and she wanted to do it again.

Up until a few weeks ago Elle had loved using her powers. They had made her feel all good and tingly inside, even if she was using them to do bad things... especially when she was using them to do bad things. Sometimes she found if she didn't use her powers for a certain amount of time she got the desire to use them, but now she craved using them every single moment of every single day and it was never enough and keeping it in was torturing her both mentally and physically. For weeks she had been in agony, but now she felt as if she was back to her old self again, and it was all thanks to Claire.

So if Claire wanted Elle to give her a little shock what was the harm in giving it to her? It wasn't like the cheerleader couldn't take a little electricity. So Elle reached out to grab a firm hold of Claire's shoulder, looked into her eyes to see some kind of hesitation and when seeing none she did as she was told.

Claire gasped as sparks of electricity ran from Elle's fingers through her body, sending slight tingling sensations throughout the cheerleader. It wasn't much, but at least it was something.

"More." Claire demanded.

Hesitating briefly Elle gave Claire the more she asked for.

More tingles, but no pain.

"More." Claire said, still unsatisfied.

More tingles, but no pain.

"More." Claire said, still unsatisfied.

More tingles, but no pain.

"You're holding back." Claire said, "Why?"

Elle stared blankly at her for a few moments, genuinely unsure of the answer to that herself.

"Don't." Claire said, "Give me everything you've got."

"Everything?" Elle questioned.

Claire nodded.

"Ok." Elle said with a grin, "Brace yourself pom-pom."

With that Elle gave Claire everything, shooting enough electricity through the cheerleader to light up an entire city.

And then it happened. Pain. Wonderful, wonderful pain. It wasn't unbearable, and it wasn't even that painful, but it could be classed as pain which was wonderful to Claire, but still she wanted more. She tried to cry out for it but her body was so overwhelmed by the electricity she could do nothing but stand there and take it until finally Elle started slowing down and then gently came to stop.

"No!" Claire pleaded as her cinched red flesh began to heal, "Don't stop."

"Sorry pom-pom, running low on juice here." Elle panted and chuckled.

The former Company agent had electrocuted a lot of people in her time, some of them had even asked for more as Claire just had, but none so desperately, and none had asked for so much. She would have easily killed anyone who wasn't Claire with that much juice, but Elle knew she could take it.

"Please." Claire said with such need in her voice.

"Mm, quite the little pain slut aren't you?" Elle laughed.

"Pain slut." Claire repeated those two words which echoed in her mind, two words which she had never heard used together but seemed to perfectly describe her.

"Pain slut. As in a slut for pain. Someone who takes pleasure in pain." Elle explained helpfully, "Does that accurately describe you pom-pom?"

Elle laughed again when Claire blushed, but her laughter soon went away as an idea formed in her head.

"It's ok, we all have our little fetishes. I like shocking people. It gives me pleasure. I love to watch the look on their faces as I'm giving them a little buzz, and you looked really cute when I gave you a buzz." Elle said playfully, "And you still want more, don't you my little pain slut?"

Claire bit her lip, and nodded.

"Well I'll tell you what cheerleader," Elle said with a mischievous smile on her face, "I've felt nothing but agony for weeks, and while you might like pain, I don't. I'm a giver, not a receiver. At least when it comes to pain. Pleasure on the other hand, I can't get enough of that. So how about we help each other out. I'll satisfy your need for pain, and you satisfy my need for pleasure."

"What do you mean?" Claire asked.

"I mean, I'll satisfy your need for pain..." Elle said, holding up her hand and sending a few sparks in between her fingers to represent pain, "If you satisfy my need for pleasure."

Elle step forward until she was face-to-face with Claire, her lips only millimetres away from the other girl's, hoping she would understand her not so subtle meaning.

Clare's eyes widened in shock as she realised what Elle was saying. The cheerleader had experience the occasional daydream about being with another girl, but she had never considered being with one before. Well, never seriously considered being with one. Ok, so maybe she had, but while the idea of being with another girl wasn't completely repulsive to Claire, the idea of being with Elle was kind of worrying, partly because Elle was a dangerous, homicidal, psychopath and partly because the idea didn't disgust her in the way Claire kind of felt that it should.

"I'm... I'm not into girls." Claire said, her mouth suddenly feeling very dry.

"Really, you've never even thought about it?" Elle asked.

"No." Claire said, but there was a slight pause making it only too obvious that she was lying.

"Well you should." Elle said mischievously, somehow bringing her lips even closer, "It's a lot of fun, and if you are a good little pain slut maybe I'll let you be my pleasure slut too."

Claire unintentionally let out a little moan as all of her occasional girl-girl daydreams came back with a vengeance, bringing many friends with them, all of which seemed to be visions of Elle doing wicked and wonderful things to her.

"I'm... I'm not your slut." Claire said weakly.

"You could be." Elle said, smiling wickedly, but then suddenly turning and reaching for the door handle, "But if you're not into girls..."

"Wait." Claire said, grabbing Elle's hand.

Elle stared intently at Claire, who swallowed, and then said, "Ok."

"Ok?" Elle questioned.

"Ok." Claire nodded, "But you've got to promise to keep using your power on me."

"Oh don't worry pom-pom, I promise." Elle said with a wicked smile as she leant forward and gently kissed Claire, pushing the other blonde back against the basin and then pushing herself against her.

Claire stiffened when she felt Elle's lips pressed themselves against hers, but found the way those lips gently caressed her own to be quite... inviting and before the cheerleader knew it she found herself relaxing into the embrace.

It really wasn't so bad. A lot like she had thought it would be. Elle's lips soft against hers, just as she had imagined, and it felt good, better than she had imagined actually.

However the similarities between this and her occasional girl-girl daydreams quickly came to an abrupt end when Elle started kissing her more insistently, the other girl pressing her body more firmly into her own as she practically devoured her lips with hers. It was rougher than any kiss Claire had ever had before... and they hadn't even started using their tongues yet... and... Claire liked it. She liked it a lot. So when Elle forced her tongue into Claire's mouth the cheerleader welcomed it with her own.

Clare's willingness surprised Elle, but it was a good surprise. It was the kind of surprised that could make things easier.

Still kissing the cheerleader Elle slid her hands over Claire's body, avoiding the fun parts for as long as she could, which was about two seconds, before grabbing hold of the other blonde's butt with one hand and one of her boobs with the other.

The cheerleader gasped into Elle's mouth and tensed from the sudden groping but much to Elle's delight quickly relaxed and let her do whatever she wanted to her.

After massaging and pinching Claire's ass and nipples through her clothes for a little while Elle smiled into the kiss as she realised Claire's nipples were getting hard and the other blonde seemed to be whimpering in pleasure under her playful fingers. Deciding to rub this in a bit Elle broke the kiss and moved her mouth down to Claire's neck which she gently covered in kisses before moving on to whisper in her ear.

"You know, for someone who isn't into girls you seem to be kind of enjoying yourself pom-pom." Elle whispered with a megawatt grin on her face.

Claire would have liked to give the other blonde a witty comeback to that but she was too busy biting her lip to stop herself from moaning too loudly as Elle played with her body.

The cheerleader's lack of a good comeback made Elle smile even wider before she captured Claire's lips with her own again, kissing the other blonde with just as much passion as before and then moving back and forth between kissing Claire's neck and her lips, weighting as long as she possibly could before finally the need to move on became too great. Reaching down Elle pushed Claire's top up so that it exposed her bra covered breasts and pulled her bra down and out of the way before breaking the kiss, leaning down and capturing one of Claire's nipples into her mouth.

"Oh my God." Claire gasped as she felt the other girl's soft mouth gently sucking at her nipple.

The reaction caused Elle to smile around Claire's nipple and then suck on it harder and harder, seeing how loud she could make the cheerleader moan.

After having her fun with that nipple Elle moved her mouth to the other giving it more or less the same treatment, except this time she added her tongue to the mix, swirling it around that hard little ball of flesh in between sucks before returning to the nipple she was originally sucking on.

For a while Elle concentrated on Claire's nipples, making sure to caress the rest of her fellow blonde's boobs with her hands as the younger girl moaned. Finally Elle slid a hand downwards under the cheerleader's pants and into her panties, causing Claire to gasp out loud in shock.

Elle smiled around Claire's nipple when she felt how wet the cheerleader was for her. She smiled even wider when Claire offered no protest and just relaxed into her arms, allowing Elle to do whatever she wanted to her.

"Having fun pom-pom?" Elle asked after removing Claire's nipple from her mouth.

Claire blushed, but truthfully nodded her head.

"Want me to fuck you?" Elle asked mischievously as she slid her fingers up and down Claire's slit, causing the other blonde to moan as she nodded her head, "Well first I want you to do something for me. Jump up and park that cute little ass on the basin and wrap your legs around me."

Claire hesitated and then said, "What about the pain?"

"What." Elle said, a little confused.

"Pain. You promised you would use your powers on me, give me pain. You promised." Claire said.

"Oh my God pom-pom, you really are a little pain slut!" Elle laughed. This was the first time she'd ever had someone complain that she was giving them too much pleasure and not enough pain, "But don't worry though, I haven't forgotten. I'll give you all the pain you want soon enough, but first, jump up and wrap your legs around me."

Claire hesitated again briefly, before lifting herself up and sitting down uncomfortably on the basin behind her and wrapped her legs around Elle's waist.

"Good girl." Elle said, smiling wickedly as she plunged two fingers up to the knuckles inside the cheerleader's cunt in one powerful thrust.

Claire gasped as Elle's fingers invaded her, and then moaned loudly when those fingers started moving in and out of her at a steady pace, Elle's thumb lazily brushing against her clit.

The sensations were incredible, Claire had never felt anything like them before.

Elle's fingers felt so good inside her. They did things to her which had never been done before, things which felt wonderful, like rubbing the inside of her pussy walls as they slid in and out of her, finding little spots inside her which she didn't know about and then playing with them mercilessly, pinching her clit in a way which would have been painful if it was anyone else but to her felt oh so good, and Claire thought she was going to cum on the spot when Elle twisted her fingers inside her. But as good as all this felt it left Claire feeling empty.

She wanted to feel pain, not pleasure, and she wanted Elle to give her that pain she wanted so much, but every time she opened her mouth to beg Elle to hurt her the other girl would twist her fingers inside her cunt, or attack a sweet spot inside her pussy, or rub her clit, or a combination of those things so that all that came out of Claire's mouth was another in a series of moans.

Elle grinned proudly as she easily made the cheerleader moan for her. She would have never imagined someone like Claire would be so into this, but the other blonde was practically drowning her hand in juice. Normally Elle wasn't fond of liquid of any kind, but a little she could handle, and of all the liquids in the world she didn't mind so much having part of her covered in this.

Looking up from where her fingers were sliding in and out of the other blonde Elle could see the blissful look of pleasure on Claire's face. This was awful. She had promised the cheerleader pain and she wasn't delivering on that promise. She'd have to do something about that.

Leaning forward Elle captured Claire's lips as the other girl moaned for her and shoved her tongue down her throat, this time the cheerleader not even hesitating for a second before kissing her back roughly, the two blondes briefly engaging in a passionate lip lock before Elle playfully sent an electric shock through her mouth and into Claire's.

She had done this before, many times in fact, but unlike every other time before this instead of moving away in shock Claire moaned happily and kissed Elle back with even more passion than before.

For once it was Elle who broke a kiss in shock, but she quickly recovered and smiled.

"Still want that pain pom-pom?" Elle asked.

Clare nodded, making Elle smile again.

"Give me your hand." Elle demanded, taking her left hand from where it had been rubbing Claire's back and holding it out in front of her.

Biting her lip Claire looks at Elle's hand suspiciously but wanting to feel the pain that had been promised to her cautiously held out her right hand.

Grinning mischievously Elle took Claire's hand and then slid her tongue over the other girl's fingers, taking them into her mouth and sucking on them softly and seductively, causing a shiver of desire to slide through the other blonde's body.

Once she had decided Claire's fingers were appropriately wet Elle guided the cheerleader's hand slowly down her body, until she reached her pants, and then slowly pushed them inside her pants and into her panties.

Claire gasped as she touched another girl's wet pussy for the first time, but did not pull her hand from Elle's grasp or give the other blonde any indication she was uncomfortable, so after the briefest of pauses Elle began gently guiding Claire's fingers up and down her pussy lips, practically masturbating herself using the cheerleader's hand.

Elle did this for quite awhile, playing with Claire's pussy with her right hand as she used her left to make Claire's hand rub her own pussy, worried if she removed her hand from the cheerleader's she would stop or freak out, but to her great delight when she finally stopped Claire rubbed her pussy of her own accord, following the same pattern Elle had shown her. The slow rubbing was great but the never patient Elle quickly tired of it and decided to give Claire some incentive by sending a small spark of electricity into Claire's pussy.

Because of all the liquid on her hand this actually hurt Elle, but because it wasn't covering her it only stung her hand a little. On the other hand she sent enough electricity into Claire's cunt that any normal girl would be scarred for life, but Claire wasn't a normal girl and the cheerleader welcomed the pain. It was pain which was going to get Elle what she wanted.

"Fuck me cheerleader." Elle said huskily, "Fuck me and I'll give you the pain you want."

Again Claire hesitated, but again it was only brief before she pushed her fingers inside Elle's pussy, making the other girl gasp, fuck her harder, and electrocute her.

Groaning in pleasure and pain Claire began fucking Elle with her fingers, trying to concentrate on what the other girl was doing to her and copying it as best she could under the circumstances. The copying really paid off because soon both girls were frantically slamming their fingers into each other as hard as they could, twisting, rubbing and even pinching at each other's womanhoods, the only difference being one girl occasionally zapping the other with enough electricity to kill an elephant.

The shocks running through her body were only very mildly painful, especially compared to the pain Claire had known before that horrible day she had lost the ability to feel pain, but it was something, something which she could describe as pain and that was enough. Right now it was more than enough. In fact the mild pain only seem to add to the incredible pleasure Elle was giving her, pleasure Claire could have never imagined receiving from another girl.

Claire had imagined being with a girl, but it had been nothing like this, nothing even close to this. She had imagined being with another girl would lead to soft, gentle, tender sex but this was anything but that. This was hard, brutal, rough sex... and Claire loved it.

All the guys she had been romantically linked to in some way had treated her like some sort of fragile glass princess, like she would break if they were anything but sickeningly gentle with her. It had made her want to scream.

She could still remember the way West had looked at her the first and only time they had sex, like she was some kind of precious little flower. It made her sick. And the way he made love to her... it was all she could do not to cry. She didn't want to be made love too, she wanted to be fucked. West hadn't understood that. He hadn't understood her. None of them had understood her. None of them. But Elle did.

Elle knew what she was, what she wanted, what she needed, how to treat her. She wasn't making soft, gentle love to her, Elle was fucking her, hard and roughly, giving Claire the pain she needed with her pleasure.

For some sick and twisted reason Elle of all people understood what she was, and more to the point, had just helped Claire realise what she was. She, Clare Bennet, was a pain slut, and she was sick and tired of pretending otherwise.

She wanted to be fucked, she wanted to be hurt, and for once she was going to get what she wanted.

Elle had dreamed what it would be like to fuck the precious little cheerleader who everyone made such a fuss about Claire Bennet. It was one of the many things that infuriated her about the girl, that deep down she wanted her.

Of course, it wasn't unusual for her to want somebody she hated. She had dreamed of going after, and in many cases gone after, many different men and women who she shouldn't have been having those thoughts about with varying different levels of success for years, but Claire, Claire was different somehow, but Elle couldn't quite put her finger on it. It was something else which made her hate the cheerleader.

Then again Elle might have to rethink hating Claire, because she certainly wasn't hating her right now. The cheerleader's fingers felt to good inside her for Elle to hate her. As a matter of fact she was loving her right now because for the first time in weeks Elle felt pleasure. Elle had been an agonising pain for weeks and unlike Claire she didn't like it, but now thanks to Claire's ability, and fingers, not only was Elle not in pain but she was actually sky rocketing towards a powerful orgasm. If that wasn't enough the cherry on top was that she was actually getting to fuck Little Miss Perfect Claire Bennet, who as it turned out wasn't so perfect after all. That was something she actually liked about her.

This whole time Elle had been wrong about Claire. She had thought the cheerleader was some innocent little Goody two shoes, Little Miss Perfect, but she was just as screwed up as Elle was, if not more. The girl liked pain. She was electrocuting her and she was getting off on it. It was so fucked up, and so hot.

Elle had dreamed what it would be like to be with Claire. She had dreamed of soft satin sheets, a bottle of wine, romantic music playing in the background, slowly exploring each other's bodies for hours of gentle lovemaking, but the reality was nothing like that. The reality was so much better.

This was animalistic fucking between two horny girls, slamming their fingers in and out of each other as if they were trying to cause more pain than pleasure, which was actually almost true for one of them. Almost, because Elle wasn't constantly electrocuting Claire, she was doing it at random intervals in between roughly finger fucking the cheerleader's cunt, trying to give Claire an equal amount of pleasure and pain.

She was failing.

Even the most powerful of Elle's shocks weren't that painful, and they in no way compared to the pleasure Claire was receiving from Elle's skilled fingers. On every single thrust Elle would make sure she touched every one of Claire's most sensitive spots, her thumb cruelly bullying her clit as she did so, her mouth either attacking hers or going after her neck or nipples, bringing Claire to the brink of orgasm time after time, but every time denying her to the point where Claire was crying in frustration. Whether Elle made her cum or showed her some real pain Claire didn't care, she just wanted more of either the pleasure or the pain she was feeling, but no matter how much she pleaded and begged Elle the other blonde just smiled at her wickedly and kept fucking her to the brink of climax only to deny her yet again.

After being teased for what felt like an eternity Claire became furious with rage and began slamming her fingers in and out of Elle's pussy with every ounce of her strength, furiously rubbing the other girl's clit as she did so, hoping Elle would make her cum if she made her cum.

She was in luck. The reason Elle had been denying her orgasm was because she wanted one of her own. Well, that and Elle like torturing people, and Claire really should have appreciated this type of torture, but nevertheless once Elle finally achieved climax, when Claire's fingers brought her to the type of trembling orgasm she had been craving for weeks, when her eyes rolled in the back of her head and her body went numb for the briefest of moments, Elle smiled mischievously and looked up at Claire.

The cheerleader found the look on Elle's face to be worrying, and if she had been any other girl her worries would have been totally justified, but as it was Claire had nothing to worry about. When Elle's fingers went into overdrive and she pounded Claire's pussy with her fingers the cheerleader had nothing to worry about. She also had nothing to worry about when Elle pinched her clit harder than ever before, or when Elle broke a kiss by roughly biting on Claire's lip, or when Elle sent the tiniest of electric shocks through her mouth and fingers into Claire's body. The cheerleader didn't have to worry about these things, because when they were all suddenly done at the same time she crashed over the edge of the most powerful orgasm of her life, an orgasm which stopped her from caring about such things.

It didn't last. The moment Claire started shaking in orgasm Elle gave the other blonde everything she had, electrocuting the girl with enough energy to light up several cities, maybe even several states, the whole time frantically fucking the other girl with her fingers.

A single tear ran down Claire's cheek. Pain. Pleasure. She struggled to tell the difference. For the briefest of moments both meant the same thing, total and utter bliss. And then both the pain and the pleasure slowly died down, the electricity slowly starting to decrease in strength until it was no more, Elle's fingers gradually slowing down until they came to a stop inside Claire's pussy, Elle breaking the kiss they had been sharing and grinning at the cheerleader wickedly.

Taking Claire's hand out of her pants Elle slowly brought it up to her mouth and then seductively licked her own juices from Claire's fingers one by one, before taking her hand out of Claire's pants and then doing the same, moaning pleasurably as she did so.

"Sweet, I knew you'd be sweet. Sweet, and very, very tasty." Elle said, before leaning in to whisper in Claire's ear, "Mind if I taste you from the source pom-pom?"

There was a brief pause and then Claire smiled.

"Only if you promise to keep using your power on me." Claire said.

Pleasantly surprised by this reaction Elle grinned.

"Mmmmm, such a little pain slut." Elle said, as she gripped tightly to Claire's pants, "I'm really beginning to like that about you pom-pom."

With that Elle brought her lips crashing back down to Claire's and held them captive in another passionate kiss as she started tugging at Claire's pants. Clare welcomed the kiss and lifted herself upwards to make it easier for Elle to remove her pants, the other girl taking her panties down with them, exposing her bottom half completely.

Breaking the brief but heated kiss Elle kneeled before Claire, pulled her pants and panties around her ankles, spread her legs as wide as she could and then lowered her mouth down to Claire's pussy, shoving her tongue as deep into the cheerleader's cunt as it would go.

Elle was never a big fan of foreplay, and after all the kissing of Claire's neck, tits and mouth the former company agent had done what she considered to be more than enough foreplay for the rest of this round of girl-girl fun. Besides, it wasn't like Claire's cunt wasn't dripping wet with her cum and pussy juice thanks to the hard finger fucking Elle had just given her, and the cheerleader certainly didn't complain when Elle buried her tongue inside her. Anything but really.

Claire moaned loudly when Elle penetrated her pussy with her tongue, and again when she began sliding it in and out of her, and again when she wrapped her lips around that sweet hole and began sucking, until she was just moaning constantly.

The cheerleader wasn't the only one who moaned. Elle moaned into Claire's pussy when she tasted her for the first time, because the girl was delicious. Sweet, just like she had imagined. Of all the things she had imagined about being with Claire and been wrong about Elle was glad she was right about this. She could definitely handle the other blonde not being as innocent as she had thought, and she could definitely handle Claire's dark desires for pain, but Elle didn't think she could have gone on living if the cheerleader hadn't tasted as sweet as she looked.

It was this sweetness which caused Elle to be even more eager to eat pussy than she normally would be, her tongue quickly picking up its pace inside Claire's cunt until it was jack-hammering its way through the other girl's love channel, making sure to twirl her tongue inside her as she did so she could attack all of the other blonde's sweet spots which her fingers had found earlier, Elle happily swallowing every drop of delicious Claire cream that she could suck into her mouth.

Elle could have very easily become lost in eating this yummy pussy, but she had promised Claire she would keep using her power on her, and that was exactly what she was going to do. It's what they both wanted, what they both needed. So Elle listened very carefully to Claire's moans, waited until she heard enough moans of frustration as well as pleasure, and then gently sent a spark of electricity from her mouth directly into Claire's cunt. Doing so stung the inside of Elle's mouth, but it was totally worth it to hear how loudly Claire moaned for her. So she did it again, and again, and again, shocking Claire in between sucking on her pussy and thrusting her tongue in and out of her cunt.

If Claire's body could still feel pain which wasn't just caused by electricity her throat would have been probably too sore at this point to make any kind of noise, but because that wasn't the case the cheerleader was moaning endlessly, her cries echoing throughout the small cubicle as her mind became lost in pleasure and pain. There wasn't a lot of pain, but the electricity flowing into her cunt was definitely causing a wonderful little stinging sensation which just added to the overwhelming feelings of pleasure being caused by Elle's extremely talented mouth and tongue.

Even though there wasn't as much pain as she would have liked the pleasure more than made up for it, plus after finally getting to feel pain for the first time in weeks Claire welcomed the pleasure she was feeling with open arms... or should that be open legs.

Speaking of her legs it took some time but Claire managed to kick off her pants and panties so she could spread her legs wider for Elle, hoping that would give the other blonde more incentive to eat her.

It worked.

Seeing Claire's legs were free Elle grabbed them, threw them over her shoulders, and buried her face even deeper into the cheerleader's pussy, somehow fucking her even harder with her tongue.

How Elle could fuck her so hard with something so soft as a tongue was a mystery to Claire, but that's exactly what she was doing and it felt wonderful. It was actually kind of funny. Elle's tongue was being more rough with Claire than all her old boyfriends combined, and in doing so was satisfying her more than all of them combined.

Wanting Elle's tongue to go even deeper into her pussy Claire reached down to grab a handful of the other blonde's hair and crossed her legs behind Elle's back, pulling her deeper into her needy hole. Still wanting more Claire began thrusting herself against Elle's face in an attempt to get more tongue inside her.

Elle responded by grabbing two handfuls of the cheerleader's ass cheeks, slamming her tongue even faster than before in and out of Claire and sending a little spark of electricity directly to the other blonde's clit. This was something Elle had done before to get her female toys off. It had never failed before, and this time was no exception.

Screaming at the top of her lungs Claire came, her body shaking violently as she thrust her pussy into Elle's face. The orgasm easily rivalled the ones she had experienced earlier under Elle's fingers and maybe even surpassed them, but it was nothing compared to what happened next.

Removing her mouth from Clare's cunt Elle shoved two fingers into the cheerleader and started fucking her with them at the same speed that she had been fucking her with her tongue. At first her fingers shocked Claire at the same random, gentle level her tongue had, but quickly increased in power until Elle was firing as much electricity through Claire's pussy and into her body as she possibly could through her still thrusting in and out fingers, the mixture of pain and pleasure causing Claire to cum again.

Leaning down Elle bit onto Claire's clit and concentrated on electrocuting it until she made the cheerleader cum for a third time. She then removed her cum soaked fingers from Claire's cunt and replace them with two fingers from her other hand. After that, she moved her cum soaked fingers down to the tiny rosebud of Clare's ass hole and slowly forced them through the other girls tight anal ring and into her butt hole. Then, Elle sent electricity through Claire's pussy and ass hole until the cheerleader was shaking violently through orgasm, after orgasm, after orgasm.

Elle was so fascinated by the sight of the multi orgasmic cheerleader that she didn't hear the loud banging which quickly started on the door, and Claire was so lost in a sea of pain and pleasure she was beyond comprehending anything that was going on around her.

So lost in their twisted and dangerous sex play the girls didn't notice the door unlocking behind them, or the look on the air hostess's face when she saw the two of them together. Later the hostess would tell herself she had been so shocked by the sight of two girls having sex that she must have imagined all the blue light which was crackling over one of their bodies. As did the rest of the passengers standing behind her who immediately forgot their anger because of the noise coming from the cubicle and just stared blankly as one girl finger fucked the other's pussy and ass to half a dozen orgasms.

When she felt like there wasn't a drop of energy, or electricity, left inside her Elle slowly decreased the speeds of her thrusts and how much electricity she was using until she came to a stop inside Claire's pussy, the last of the blue sparks fading away and becoming no more. Pulling her fingers out Elle licked her fingers clean before leaning forward to gently lap at Claire's already healing pussy.

After a few gentle licks Elle pushed her tongue inside the other girl's cunt and wrapped her mouth around it, eagerly drinking the sweetest, most delicious thing she had ever tasted, Claire's cum. Ignoring the sound she heard from behind her until she had swallowed every drop of Clare's cum, Elle finally removed her mouth from the sweet honey hole and looked behind her at her audience.

"Yes?" Elle asked innocently.

"Erm... Miss... were about to land and other people want to use the facilities so if you and your girlfriend could return to your seats it would be greatly appreciated." The hostess asked politely.

Elle looked thoughtful for a moment. Girlfriend... oh, she meant Claire. Claire wasn't her girlfriend. Elle had never had a girlfriend, or a boyfriend for that matter. She'd had toys though, lots of them back in the company. Elle missed having toys. Claire could be a toy, Claire could be a very good toy. Her very own pain slut toy.

Smiling at the idea Elle stood up, gently kissed a barely conscious Claire and said, "Wakey wakey pom-pom."

Claire blinked as her eyes slowly refocused, and blushed furiously as she saw for the first time people staring at her naked body. She quickly covered herself, but it was a little late for modesty.

"We're about to land so we have to take our seats. Come sit with me and hold my hand." Elle said, holding out her hand and grinning in a way that told Claire the other girl probably intended to shock her all through the landing.

Despite her current embarrassing state of public nudity and very satisfying sex Claire felt a shiver of desire run through her body which caused her to give Elle a half smile.

"Erm, could you give me a minute?" Claire asked.

"Sure." Elle said, briefly kissing Claire on the lips, "Just don't keep me waiting pom-pom."

With that Elle left, the sea of people moving out of her way as she did so, leaving Claire alone and exposed in the bathroom.
Clare was so shocked she just sat there for a few moments wondering what the hell just happened.
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