Cambrian’s Emporium of Everything (Multiple Settings)

Fate of the Valentines (Hellsing Ultimate)

Commission

Themes: Gangbang, F/F, Amputee Sex

Summary: In which its the Valentine SISTERS who attack the Hellsing Mansion rather than the Valentine Brothers. Depending on how you look at it, things could be said to go better or worse for them.

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In one universe, the Valentine Brothers are a mild nuisance at best to the Hellsing Organization. Oh sure, they do manage to wipe out three quarters of the Hellsing Organization’s mortal troops and also cause quite a mess while heralding the much greater threats from the mysterious Millennium Organization coming down the pipeline… but by and large, they were ultimately irrelevant in the grand scheme of things.
 
Both Jan Valentine and Luke Valentine proved to be not at all up for the task of tackling their chosen targets. Jan loses to Integra Hellsing and Luke loses to Alucard, both in a rather humiliating fashion.
 
However, things could have gone worse for the siblings. And in another universe, where it was the Valentine Sisters and not the Valentine Brothers who assaulted the Hellsing Mansion, things did go worse… though one might argue they went better. After all, the Valentine Sisters weren’t outright killed like their male counterparts…
 
“F-Fuck! I’ll fucking kill all of you you fucking filthy hummie cocksuckers! You think I won’t tear chunks out of your hide! Ah! Get off of me! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuck You!”
 
Jennifer Valentine, aka Jen Valentine, was every bit as vulgar, rude, and foul-mouthed as her male counterpart. She was also just as dark skinned, and had numerous gold piercings littered across her currently naked body. The Artificial Vampire didn’t just have her ears, nose, eyebrow, and lip pierced, but also her nipples, belly button, and clit. Of course, several of those piercings had been… torn out recently by her tormentors.
 
See, rather than kill Jen Valentine, or even question her as to her true loyalties, Sir Integra had taken one look at the defeated monster and declared she would have much greater use as stress relief for the surviving Hellsing Operatives. This had led to Jen Valentine’s superiors, who were of course watching from afar, deigning not to hit the kill switch they had for the female dark-skinned vampire just yet.
 
As a result, Jen was currently in the unenviable position of being bound though not yet gagged, hooks consecrated with holy water piercing through her wrists and ankles, literally driven into her bones themselves to keep her from escaping. At the same time, a nameless, faceless Hellsing Operative was currently pounding the Artificial Vampire silly with his cock, slamming into her from behind as she howled and yowled angrily, continuously cussing him and his comrades out.
 
But then to be fair, they’d been at it for hours now. Running a train on her. Fucking her ass and cunt in equal measure. Making the Artificial Vampire pay for every last one of their fallen colleagues.
 
“Stupid vampire cunt… fucking take it, you bitch!”
 
Jen howls, as the latest Hellsing Operative cums inside of her like all the others, before pulling out to quickly be replaced by the next in line. Dangling there from the hooks, she snarls in anger, her brown locks hanging limply.
 
“S-Say that to my fucking face, ass wipe! All of you are too fucking scared to face me! Why don’t you try putting those limp dicks of yours in my mouth, huh?! I’ll suck you all dry, BAHAHAHA!!!”
 
It wasn’t the first time that the crass monster had made that particular joke. By this point, the Hellsing soldiers were well-used to ignoring her worthless words. The newest operative slams his dick home into Jen’s already loosened asshole, not wasting any time in fucking her abused anus. That was one of the nice things about vampires… they didn’t have bodily waste like humans, so Jen Valentine’s asshole was automatically pristine and clean, and only as ‘messy’ as all of the men who’d decided to take her back door instead of her cunt.
 
Needless to say, none of the surviving Hellsing soldiers have any qualms about sharing one another’s sloppy seconds at this point. After all, they’ve been in the fucking shit together. They’re the survivors of a goddamn vampire attack. And best of all, they all get to take out their anger and hatred and fear on one of the bitches who orchestrated said attack.
 
That said, there is one small difference when Jen offers up her mouth this time around. Mere seconds after she does so, a panting Hellsing Operative comes running up, something in his hands.
 
“G-Got it! Sir Integra says this should work perfectly!”
 
As the other soldiers all brighten noticeably and perk up, Jen Valentine just looks at the strange contraption, not quite comprehending what it’s supposed to even be.
 
“The fuck is that? You stupid fucking-mmph!”
 
Which is why she’s so rapidly caught off guard. The Hellsing Operative behind her grabs her by her hair and yanks her head back just as the soldier who’s arrived lunges forward and shoves the O-ring gag directly into Jen’s wide-open mouth. As she’s trying to deliver yet another scathing, foul-mouthed comment, she finds herself shut up by the men who are currently running a train on her, the gag soon fit into place and properly locked around her skull.
 
“MMMPH! NNNNGH!”
 
Her tongue wiggles about and she snarls through the O-ring gag, but try as she might, she can’t break free of the damn contraption. It’s much too strong, despite her vampiric strength and the sheer power behind her jaws. She’s an Artificial Vampire, with all the fangs and raw physicality that that implies… and yet, she cannot snap the O-ring gag.
 
For a moment, the Hellsing soldiers waiting to have their way with the bitch who killed all of their friends pause and watch with bated breath, wanting to make sure that the contraption provided by their boss actually works. When it does and Jen can no longer make sounds let alone snap her teeth at them, a cheer goes up among the men and the line waiting for a turn at her cunt or ass rapidly splits into two lines.
 
The soldier who brought the O-ring gag in the first places wastes no time in taking hold of Jen Valentine’s hair from the one who’s fucking her in the ass, yanking the Artificial Vampire down so she’s bent in half and forced to come eye-to-crotch with him. His cock is out a moment later, and he shoves it into the hole provided by the helpful O-ring gag before Jen can even react.
 
Her indignant muffled and altogether unintelligible howls are subsequently cut off by choked gurgling as the crass, dark-skinned, piercing-covered bitch is subsequently spit-roasted between the two mortal men, who grin at each other over her tensing and flexing body and exchange a high-five before returning to fucking their respective holes.
 
As for Jen herself, she gurgles and screams in impotent rage, unable to do anything but take it from the two lines of Hellsing Operatives that survived her callous and bloody assault on their headquarters. Obviously, her torment isn’t going to be ending ANY time soon.
 
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“You’re a vindictive bitch, Mistress, you know that?”
 
Alucard’s amused voice breaks through the relative silence of her office as Sir Integra sits back in her chair behind her desk, eyes half-lidded. There’s currently a monitor playing Jen Valentine’s spit-roasting for them, but it’s muted at the moment. Meanwhile, Sir Integra Hellsing just grunts, looking at Alucard for a moment before scoffing pointedly.
 
He just grins in response, a grin that stretched beyond what should be humanly possible. But then, he is the furthest thing from human that IS possible, some would say. In fact, even though they’re not technically alone… Sir Integra is the only human in this room.
 
Slowly, Alucard tilts his head to the side, leaning around the edge of his Mistress’ large desk and peeking beneath it for a moment. The new resident under said desk immediately freezes up at the sight of him, going absolutely still… until Sir Integra lets out a snarl and yanks a head covered in blonde locks further into her naked muff.
 
Leia Valentine, Jennifer Valentine’s sister, has had it both better and worse than her crass, foul-mouthed sibling. On the one hand, Jen Valentine was being spit-roasted by a bunch of vengeful soldiers who had a huge bone to pick with her after she not just killed their buds, but also raised most of them as zombies who had to then be put down AGAIN.
 
… But on the other hand, Leia Valentine had been the idiotic one of the sibling pair who thought she could kill Alucard of all people. The pale-skinned, blonde-haired Artificial Vampire couldn’t have been more different than her sister, both in terms of looks and personality. The two were decidedly polar opposites. Where Jen was a crass cunt, Leia was calm, cool, and collected. She was also arrogant to the point of stupidity, having bought into the lies that her Millennium Masters sold her about her strength.
 
So convinced of her own superiority, Leia had gone after Alucard directly, intent on putting him down while Jen took care of Integra and the Knights of the Round. Much like her sister, Leia Valentine had failed completely in her task. Unlike her sister however, her reaction to failure was… different to say the least.
 
Jen Valentine at least had the good grace to remain graceless, even in the face of defeat and humiliation. Chained up, she’d still had quite the defiant mouth on her before the O-ring gag silenced her.
 
Leia Valentine on the other hand, wasn’t tied up in the slightest, nor was she in the least bit inclined to do anything but eat out Sir Integra Hellsing, her tongue working into the human woman’s cunt back and forth, subserviently and submissively. Why? Because at heart, Leia Valentine was a massive coward. Once confronted with her own weakness, she’d begged Alucard for mercy. She’d begged him not to kill her. Luckily for her, Sir Integra had a similar order.
 
Unluckily for her, no one had bothered reattaching Leia Valentine’s legs after Alucard had blown them off, only to be massively disappointed by her inability to regenerate them. On top of that, her arms had also been torn away.
 
Yes, Leia Valentine had literally been reduced to nothing more than a torso and a head, chained in place underneath Sir Integra’s desk so that the uppity blonde cunt could be used whenever the leader of the Hellsing Organization needed to… take a load off, so to speak. And so far, Leia had taken to her task with a gusto that surprised no one who understood her true nature. Cowardly and craven, the Artificial Vampire was desperate to stay alive in whatever form she could… even as a quadruple amputee stuffed under the desk of the very woman her and her sister had been sent to kill.
 
As she goes back to tonguing out Sir Integra’s cunt with a frantic and fearful enthusiasm that can’t be matched by any non-sapient sex toy, the leader of the Hellsing Organization lets out a shuddering sigh.
 
“We need to recoup our losses somehow. These two cunts will do nicely in helping us in that task.”
 
Alucard leans back from his bent over position and lifts an eyebrow at that, a half-smirk on his lips.
 
“… You know they can’t get pregnant, right?”
 
Integra scowls at him for that.
 
“Of course. It’s not about that. Their value is in retaining the men we do still have while we look for more. We lost three quarters of our soldiers in one attack, Alucard. If I hadn’t thrown the remaining operatives a bone in the form of Jen Valentine, then the last quarter would have probably deserted as well. But now? Now they’ll be more loyal than ever.”
 
Alucard’s half-smirk blossoms into another wide, toothy grin and he lets out a bark of laughter.
 
“Cold-hearted to the end, Mistress. That’s what I like about you.”
 
The leader of the Hellsing Organization rolls her eyes.
 
“Whatever. Get out of my office. I can see you eyeing me, Alucard. Go fuck your fledgling if you’re so damn horny.”
 
The wide toothy grin grows even wider at Sir Integra’s challenge. Obviously, he would never actually touch her without permission… permission that the Hellsing woman had never given him. There’s a moment of sexual tension between the two of them nevertheless… before finally, Alucard bows as the waist and spins around, whistling jauntily as he walks from the room. The last thing Integra hears before the door slams shut behind him is him catcalling his latest pet.
 
“Oh POLICE GIRL~”
 
She feels a smidgen of pity for what she might have just subjected poor Seras to, but ultimately, Sir Integra just buries it down deep… even as she buries a defeated, humiliated, and altogether submissive Leia Valentine’s head deeper between her thighs. Glancing to the monitor still showing off the muted spit-roasting of Jen Valentine in all of her naked, pierced glory, the leader of the Hellsing Organization derisively snorts before turning her focus to the paperwork already starting to pile up on her desk.
 
There was a lot to do, in no small part thanks to the Valentine Sisters and the mess they’d made of things. But at least Integra could go into her next steps with a clear mind as she holds nothing back and orgasms, squirting all over a degraded, dejected Leia Valentine’s face.

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