Frigga finds out

After Steve’s departure, Frigga was delighted to find her other sons were suddenly clamoring for her attention. It would appear that her favoritism towards Steve had not gone unnoticed.

As Frigga spent more time accompanying and counseling Loki and Thor, she would soon realize that her neglect towards her sons has had some consequences. Rather than being rivals, Loki and Thor were now inseparable in brotherhood, preferring to do everything together. Loki has learned to partake and enjoy in fighting, drinking, and partying like Thor and Thor learned to appreciate the subtleties of underhanded maneuvers, trickery and mischief.

That would not turn out to be a good thing, as Frigga soon learned. Her two sons carried themselves like rogues and thugs, surrounding themselves with folk of anarchic and dubious tendencies. They caused much strife across Asgard and the other realms, having incorporated Midgard’s motorcycle technology and travelling across the realms like a motorcycle gang with no regard for law and order. They also dealt **** and ran prostitution rings across the nine realms which was nothing short of catastrophic.

Frigga decided to put her foot down and began chastising her two sons for their wayward ways. Thor and Loki seemed apologetic and vowed to do better. They seemed eager to ingratiate themselves to Frigga, which she figured was not a bad thing. It gave her a chance to guide them back on the right path.

Thor and Loki were particularly adamant about keeping their motorcycle gang going however, insisting that they were just a freedom loving troupe who loved partying and adventure. They begged Frigga to give them a chance and invited her to one of their upcoming motorcycle gatherings in one of the lower realms.

Frigga figured that there could be no harm to see for herself what the boys got up to.

Frigga arrived at the appointed place with five trusted Valkyrie guards and her handmaid, Helgi. Frigga was astonished to find herself in the middle of a ruined city. However, the city was anything but abandoned. It was alive and crawling with crude folk wearing black leathers who sported metal piercing on their faces. Crude, lascivious tattooed women in very short shorts and hair color across the spectrum hung around the men like flies. There were motorcycles and barrels of open fires everywhere.

“Mother!” A familiar voice called out.

Frigga turned to see her son, Thor, leaning on an ugly orange motorcycle on a nearby rooftop. Thor had long let go of his long mane and now sported a hideous blue-dyed mohawk on his head. Loki was standing beside his brother. Loki now sports a short bad-boy haircut and he has a nose-ring piercing.

“You’ve arrived mother! It’s so good to see you,” Loki said.

“Come down here and give me a proper welcome,” Frigga called out, suddenly feeling uneasy.

“I will, mother,” Loki replied, “But first, some precautions!”

Loki raised his hands and suddenly the entire floor under Frigga and her guards were filled with glowing runes.

“What is the meaning of this?” Frigga yelled, growing irate.

Suddenly the bikers around Frigga started charging her guards. The valkyries raised their weapons but to Frigga’s surprise, were instantly tackled to the ground. Frigga moved to strike the closest biker but immediately discovered the cause of her guards’s instant defeat. Her super Asgardian strength was gone, and so was her magic.

The bikers grabbed the queen by her arms.

“Unhand me! How dare you!” Frigga screamed, “This is treason!”

Her guards protested too, but to no avail. Everyone were quickly disarmed and subdued. The bikers started hauling the women to another location where they **** them to drink copious amounts of foul-smelling wine.

The rest of the evening passed by in a blur of drunkenness. Thor had come for his mother after she had drunk the wine. She was sat down beside her sons while a big party commenced right in the center of the ruined city. Scenes of indescribable debauchery and revelry appeared everywhere Frigga looked.

To her horror, four of her valkyrie guards were passed around large groups of men. They fought and struggled valiantly but with their powers and strength disabled, their protests were no more effective than hitting their large, overbearing assailants with a wet piece of paper.

The four valkyries were **** to the ground where they were promptly ****. Long lines of men started forming, leading towards their spread legs which were forcefully held apart.

Frigga could only watch with horror, but was powerless to do anything. Even more worrying for her, she realized she was becoming aroused. She immediately deduced that it had to be the unholy wine they ****-fed to her earlier.

Thor held Frigga close to his side as they watched man after man, and the occassional woman, come and go between her four valkyries’s legs. Frigga became distinctly aware of Thor’s touch. His hand around her was gently cupping her left breast and his other hand had started slowly hiking up her gown on one side of her leg, revealing her smooth, shapely, lily-white thigh.

“Thor, stop this please,” Frigga panted.

“It’s alright mother, I’ll never hurt you,” Thor said gently.

Frigga couldn’t help but feel her heart race at the sound of Thor’s voice. His hand, slowly teasing her smooth inner thigh felt indescribably good. “W-what did you make me drink?” Frigga asked in haze of growing lust.

It was Loki who answered. He was sitting nearby with his arms around Lagherta, the valkyrie captain, and Helgi, Frigga’s handmaiden. “Do you like it mother? It’s a very potent concoction we’ve discovered in our travels. We call it a ‘Love potion.’”

“It is abhorrent. You will cure me at once!” Frigga said.

“Oh, I would if I could, mother,” Loki said, “The cure is still a work in progress, unfortunately. Until, then, you’ll, just have to bear with us, I’m afraid.”

“You boys are in a world of trouble!” Frigga said furiously, “When your father hears about this… Mmmmmmmmhhhh…”

Thor had suddenly pulled his mother in for a deep kiss. Frigga’s shock quickly melted away into a haze of lust and she subconsciously moaned and kissed Thor back.

“Perhaps we should take this someplace we can be more comfortable,” Loki said with a smirk.

Blushing fiercely, Frigga couldn’t stop herself from making out with Thor. It felt strangely good and strangely right. Out of the corner of the eye, she spied her four ravished valkyries, now moaning lasciviously while eagerly fucking their violators back. They looked to be in a trance of enjoyment of pleasure.

Frigga knew then what lies in store for her. Her only thought before succumbing to the pleasure of Thor’s kiss was… “Steve….”