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Mind Games by PJ
Chapter 3
Sebastian Shaw entered the spacious parlor, with its lit
fireplace and full bar. A crystal window stood in place of the far
wall, allowing a wide view of the manor's lush lawn and gardens. A
familiar redhead dressed in black leather stood near the fireplace,
smiling warmly at him. The White Queen left the bar, two glasses of
brown liquor in her hands. She offered a glass to Sebastian, allowing
him to kiss her roughly on the lips. They parted slowly, then
Sebastian turned his full attention to Jean.
"So, our Black Queen returns. Your doing?"
"Yes, I found her right after Dark Phoenix abandoned her."
"She still retains her telepathic and TK powers?"
"They were deeply buried, but I uncovered them," smiled Emma
proudly.
"What about her conditioning? Will it hold this time?"
"I found remnants of Mastermind's original programming, I
bolstered them with my own talents."
"Still, we should keep an eye on her. I don't want her turning
on us at a critical moment again."
"She's ours, body and soul," assured Emma as she walked to stand
next to Jean. "Now, how goes the operation?"
Sebastian watched Jean distrustfully for several seconds, sipping
from his glass.
"The scientists at Shaw Industries have finished the virus. I've
transferred the data to your technicians at Frost Enterprises so they
could begin manufacturing it in the quantities we'll need. How long
will the production phase take?"
"Two weeks if I put everyone on it, which I have," replied Emma,
idly playing with a strand of Jean's hair.
"Forgive my ignorance, my lord," said Jean respectfully, "but
what kind of disease are you creating?"
"A very particular disease, my dear," answered Sebastian, walking
to stand in front of Jean, then reaching out to cup her left breast
through her leather brazier. "I trust you remember when the X-Men
were our captives? I said that we were going to experiment on them to
isolate the gene that gives a mutant his or her abilities. I had
planned to create my own mutants, to create an army for global
conquest. After our 'setback', I revised my strategy. Why create
thousands of mutants that could conceivably rebel against us like the
X-Men did? Why not eliminate the competition instead of adding to it?
I invested millions to find a way, using samples collected from your
former teammates before they escaped. The virus turned out to be
fairly easy to create when we used your friends' x-factors as
templates, years of research and development were accomplished in mere
months. Now the virus is ready, all that remains is to mass produce
it and distribute it across the world. Farewell to the X-Men,
Avengers, and any other being with a non-mundane genetic structure!"
"What about us?" asked the Black Queen with concern.
"Emma and I have been inoculated against it. I will have to
decide if you or your purple- haired friend will receive the
treatment."
"What could I do to win my lordship's favor?" purred Jean,
running her gloved hands over Sebastian's chest.
"Why don't you show me?" grinned Sebastian.
Jean returned Sebastian's smile, unbinding her red hair, then
dropping her black cloak to the carpeted floor. She removed her
brazier, letting Sebastian admire her bare tits. The Black Queen
knelt before Sebastian, unzipping his pants and gently pulling out his
cock. Jean rubbed his shaft back and forth, making it harden with
arousal. She licked the head of his tool, then rubbed her lips across
the shaft's veined surface. Sebastian groaned with pleasure, he
finished his drink, placed his glass on the fireplace's mantel, then
dug his hands into Jean's thick red hair. Jean slid her mouth to
Sebastian's balls, rubbing her nose against them while licking them
with her extended pink tongue. She continued to fondle Sebastian's
prick with her left hand as she sucked loudly on his dangling sperm
bags.
The White Queen watched Jean with lust in her eyes. She rubbed
her crotch with her right hand and fondled one of her breasts with her
left.
"Come here," ordered Sebastian, his eyes glazed with ecstasy as
Jean inserted his cock into her mouth and started sucking heavily upon
it.
Emma moved to Sebastian's right side, where he tore open her
white brazier and fastened his mouth on her left tit. Emma moaned,
unclasping her cloak, then discarding her open brazier. Sebastian
placed his right arm around Emma's slim waist, licking her pink nipple
hungrily. The White Queen placed her left arm over Sebastian's
shoulders, thrusting out her tits so he could suck more easily upon
them. Jean's cheeks grew taut as she sucked on Sebastian's throbbing
pole. She rubbed her nose against the shaft's glistening head, then
licked the fluid collecting on its tip. Jean shoved Sebastian's
member deep into her throat, caressing every inch of the meat stick
with her warm sensuous lips.
Sensing the growing burst of seed in his loins, Sebastian
gently pushed Jean away from his rock hard cock, leading her to one of
the well-cushioned love seats that adorned the parlor. He waited as
Jean pulled her black panties down to her ankles, then positioned her
hands over the wooden upper frame of the love seat, thrusting her sexy
ass in his direction. Sebastian caressed both of Jean's taut
buttocks, running his hands over the smooth, pliant flesh.
"Fuck me, my lord," begged the Black Queen, her tongue rolling
over her glistening red lips.
Sebastian slapped Jean hard across the right buttock, making
her gasp sharply. He pried her ass cheeks open with his hands,
staring at her moist cunt with relish. Sebastian rubbed the engorged
head of his cock up and down Jean's slit, making her tremble with
excitement. Reaching inside Jean's crack to widen the opening of her
pussy, Sebastian slowly pushed his member into the Black Queen's
narrow orifice. Jean moaned deeply, squeezing the polished wooden
frame of the love seat as she felt Sebastian's prick probe inside her
clenched vagina. Shaw groaned, pumping his hips forward towards
Jean's upthrust ass. Emma Frost remained at Sebastian's side, keeping
her arm wrapped around his waist while she slid her right hand beneath
her panties to rub her throbbing clit. Sebastian leaned towards Emma,
kissing the base of her neck, then reaching down with his right hand
to help her fondle her wet cunt. Emma moaned as Sebastian inserted a
finger into her slit, scratching her warm moist honeypot. Sebastian's
crotch slapped loudly against Jean's firm ass, his shaft punching deep
into her belly. Jean moaned constantly, her hands holding the love
seat in a vice grip, her thighs trembling with weakness while her
lover impaled her pussy with his iron hard staff. Sebastian ran one
hand over Jean's bare buttocks and back as he poked a finger in and
out of Emma's ravenous cunt. The White Queen humped Sebastian's hand,
shoving her hips while licking her right nipple lewdly. Jean orgasmed
first, screaming huskily as her juices gushed over Sebastian's pumping
cock. Sebastian followed his red-maned lover, shooting his load into
Jean's trembling uterus. Emma panted as she climaxed, her honey
flooding over Sebastian's agile fingers. Sebastian removed his
cum-sticky hand from Emma's soaking panties, raising it up so that
both of them could lick the glistening juices from his fingers.
Jean collapsed onto the love seat, panting heavily, her
breasts pumping for air. Sebastian and Emma kissed deeply, then they
parted to opposite sides of the room, Emma to the bar for more drinks,
Sebastian to the fireplace in order to stand still and rest.
"Am I worthy to join you, my lord?" inquired Jean.
"I'll allow you to remain with us, and I'll have you
vaccinated against the virus, but I won't trust you quite yet,"
replied Sebastian, watching Jean coolly.
"Then I will have to keep trying to convince you of my
loyalty," grinned the Black Queen, glancing at Sebastian's crotch
suggestively.
"Yes, you will."
Emma gave Sebastian a fresh drink, eyeing him and Jean
somewhat uneasily. Sebastian noticed the White Queen's envious
glance, but said nothing. A telephone rang, prompting Emma to go
answer it. She conversed briefly, then returned to Sebastian's side.
"Frost Enterprises has received the virus data. They're
beginning mass production as we speak."
"What will the virus do to the world's mutants?" asked the
Black Queen.
"Why, kill them of course, all of them," smiled Sebastian
wolfishly. **********************************
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