Jean looked down from the control room and smiled at the scene before her, Wolverine tied up forced to watch a hologram of herself getting fucked by her master... while Jean hurled insults towards the man she used to think of as a suitable lover.
She mentally prodded him one more time as the tentacles pistoned in his mouth and anus... increasing the pleasure he was receiving from the abuse he was receiving as well as reverence to her master. This push was enough and Wolverine quickly found himself cumming.
"Now time for phase three." She said to herself with a wicked grin as she hit a button on the console while teasing one of her nipples.
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"Eeeew... Master. The little bitch is getting off on this." the tied up Jean said.
"Now now, my dear... can you blame the poor runt? This is undoubtedly the first time he's ever seen how a real man treats a worthless tramp like you." Doctor Psycho retorted.
"I guess so... but it's still gross." Jean turned up her nose.
"Yes, it is... I think it's time he makes himself at least half useful like that whelp of an exhusband of yours."
"ugh... don't remind me of Scotty." Jean gagged.
"You were the one that married him."
"Before I met you Cizky." Jean moaned.
"That's my girl." Smiled her master "Guttertrash, get your skanky worthless as in here."
On that note, Emma Frost crawled into the scene... Jean had fun creating this representation of her fellow slave... her hair was a complete mess... she had drying cum on every inch of her body and black sharpie marker denoting her as things like "Trash" "Cumrag" "Jizzmop" "urinal" and other such objects marked her skin.
"Go get the little bitch there ready for their first night on the town." Psycho said pointing at Wolverine.
"Oh yes sir... this piece of filth is pleased to do your every whim" Emma said excitedly... before crawling towards Wolverine.
Then there was darkness... Wolverine couldn't see, hear or smell anything... for a few moments... until the lights went back up and he was in... a bar?
A strange dive bar he'd never been to before... but it seemed like his kinda place. A cheap rundown biker bar where you could get cheap beer and into a fight with the big burly biker hotties if you were lucky... wait... something about that was wrong.
Logan shook his head and saw something drop down in front of his face... he reached forward and realized it was his hair... he had long silky black hair that fell in front of his face... and his hand looked... dainty and freshly manicured.
"Wha?" Logan said not noticing how high a pitch his voice seemed to be.
"Howdy, Stranger." a cheery voice said from next to him... Wolverine turned and saw a pretty girl with chestnut brown hair in a loose ponytail... wearing a dark blue tube dress, a yellow belt, black boots with a ridiculous heel and a familiar pair of ruby sunglasses... Wolverine took a sniff...
"S-slim?" Wolverine said incredulously
"No, silly. My name is Summer. It's a good thing you're cute, I don't think I'd keep a girlfriend that's stupid and ugly, Jamie." the girl giggled.
"girl-friend" Wolverine again was confused.
"Duh... well at least that's what master says we are... oh... quiet I think you got a client coming." Summer said.
"Hey, sluts... either of you open for business." A burly well built man said walking up to the two girls.
Summer giggled... "That depends on what you're looking for big boy."
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Jean smiled as she continued tampering with Wolverine's unconscious mind... slowly making him accept his inferiority led him to become a sissy-whore for Doctor Psycho. "and when I get this scenario playing out in the danger room I think I'll have Kitty and Jubilee decide it's time to visit the danger room for some extra training so they can see the REAL wolverine."
Jean rubbed her snatch with her left hand... betraying her former friends and loved ones for the only man that ever truly mattered in her life was soooo hot.
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As Daddy O's words sunk into Jarvis's brain, Jan Van Dyne the Winsome Wasp walked into Avengers headquarters. She had just gotten back from a bit of retail therapy needing something to take her mind off of the strange "kidnappings" going on with her friends. So she did the only thing other than being a hero that truly made her happy.
"Hiya Jarvis." She said in a happy tone, "My bags are in the car can you be a dear and bring them up to my room and put them away. Thanks a ton."
"That little brat." Jarvis muttered under his breath.
"Like I said ... give them a stern hand or they'll walk right over you." Daddy O. said.
"Oh I'll give her a stern hand..." Jarvis said formulating a plan "at least a dozen of them."