Wolverine watched in horror as Jean tried to spread her legs further on the X-frame, and thrust her eager cunt towards Dr. Psycho.
"Do it!" she moaned. "Fucking doooo it!"
.
"Jean!" Wolverine cried out.
"Shut up! I don't want to hear you anymore, you pathetic worthless limp-dicked fucker!"
One of the tentacles thrust into Wolverine's open mouth, silencing him.
Then he screamed around the tentacle as another one thrust deep into his ass, pushing itself between his buttcheeks.
Jean moaned in sadistic ecstasy as she watched her former lover get spit-roasted by the tentacles. Thanks to his healing factor, Wolverine could be brutalized in so many ways and he'd recover from all of them.
"The perfect bitch!" Jean sneered. "Now please fuck me, Dr. God!"
* * *
Despite himself, Jarvis continues to listen to Daddy O's words.
They seemed to make a lot of sense. The Avengers constantly ignored him despite all the work that he did. They caused so much trouble and then relied on him to clean everything up. It was thanks to him that everything was running, but did they ever listen to him?
"What a bunch of ungrateful brats, eh?" Daddy O said. "But isn't it a little your fault as well?"
"My fault?"
"If you're not firm, they just run all over you."