Part 3: Charles Nightmare Dream. Orgy involved

Xavier rolled through the school after the conversation with Jean and made sure that the daily needs of the school were regulated. After briefly informing himself about the progress of the battle in the solar system, he began with the individual lessons. Something that always calmed him down. There was nothing he liked more than teaching inquisitive young people. But today even his students noticed that his mind was on other matters.

Around 8 p.m., he retired to his private rooms and struggled to get into bed. He still felt a little tired since he had tried to invade the mind of Galactus. Now that he had time, he tried to make sense of what was happening. He had always feared that Jean and Scott could not go on like this forever. They loved each other, there was no doubt about that, but he always thought that their relationship lacked a little spice. He didn't intend to say that Scott lacked a little of what Logan had, but Scott was always a little reserved. He had no idea what lurked inside Jean. Now it had burst out for the first time. He wasn't talking about the power of the phoenix, but about the woman she was now.

He had known Jean since she was a little girl. She was the first mutant he had found. Her talents, her power and her character were completely out of control at that time. She had only managed to become the woman she was now thanks to a lot of hard work, an irrepressible will and the belief in the rightness of this thing. And as it was with all beings. They had needs and changed over the years. But he had to admit that he never expected something like this to happen. He understood that she had not gotten involved with Logan, a very good sign in his opinion, but Dean Wayne?

The boy had been here such a short time that it seemed strange to him. On the other hand, the two had spent a lot of time together through training. Probably the two had become closer there. Therefore, it was not completely impossible. However, this created unexpected complications. He was not only referring to Logan, but also to a new weakness in Jean's defense. She could always rely on Scott to take care of herself and was an excellent fighter. Therefore, she could be much less worried that certain forces knew. Dean, on the other hand, had no combat experience and his skills were not necessarily suited to survive a fight.

This in turn meant that Jean not only had to protect Dean, but also had to prevent this knowledge from leaving the academy. Therefore, it was best for all if no one learned of the current situation. He would probably have to have a talk with Dean for his own safety.

After one last cup of tea, Xavier tried to get some sleep.

But his dreams were filled with all the things he had experienced in the last few days.

Xavier stood in his office looking out over the garden area of his school. He looked around his office and immediately realized that something was wrong. He couldn't hear the thoughts of the others. It was completely silent in his mind. Even when he tried to actively search for thoughts, he found nothing. It was as if his telepathic abilities had disappeared.

"A nice school professor!" he suddenly heard a voice behind him. Since he could not read thoughts he winced. Slowly he turned around and raised a brow in surprise.

The man standing in front of him wore a purple suit that amazingly matched his skin color exactly.

"Killgrave!" said Xavier hastily, running as fast as he could to the desk.

"Hold it right their old man!" was all he heard and felt his body just stop moving.

"Oh. I must say Charles. A really great office you have! I should have come by and paid you a visit a lot sooner. But you're making it really, really hard to find you!" said Zebadiah, amused, coming up to him. "Silly, isn't it? Without your telepathic powers, you're just a plain old man!"

"Old yes, that may be true. But I'm certainly not so harmless as you may think!" said Xavier in a firm voice. He tried to buy a little time to gain control over his body. More and more Xavier's mind got lost in the dream.

Xavier watched as Purple Man planted himself on his leather chair and put his legs up on the desk. "Really nice place you have here Xavier. Really fancy. Personally, I think there are too few stripper poles!" he laughed amusedly and looked at Xavier. "Really sucks when you can't do anything right? But don't worry about it. There's a different wind blowing here from now on."

"What exactly does that mean. You really think you can take on the X-Men? I recommend staying out of Logan's way." Grinned Xavier, amused. The thought that a guy like Purple Man could take on the X-Men on their ground was just laughable. Accordingly, Xavier burst into an amused laughter, which made Purple Man quite angry. How dare this old geezer laugh at HIM.

"Shut up!" growled Purple Man angrily and immediately Xavier found his mouth closing and Purple Man stood up and swept the desk clean in one motion. "YOU think your little motherfuckers can stop me? You think they're gonna stop me! Answer me and fucking shit! You will treat me with respect!"

"Of course, Mister Killgrave!" replied Xavier in a calm and matter-of-fact voice. "But I take the liberty of pointing out that there are enough mutants at the school capable of defeating you!"

Purple Man's grin, however, was beginning to worry Charles. If only he could read the man's thoughts.

"! Ooh, was that what you think? Well, I wonder who that could be!" laughed Purple Man and as if on cue, the door opened and Dean and Jean came into the room with Scott Summers. Immediately Xavier started grinning. Jean knew Purple Man and before the pheromones would work on her she had more than enough time to turn him into a pile of ash. Figuratively speaking. Not to mention Scott who could do it in the literal sense.

"OH NO! JEAN GREY!" Purple Man yelled then too in a panic, and Jean grinned widely as Dean turned to her.

"Would you please be so kind as to show my father how much you would like to be his submissive ****?" the young man smiled and Xavier's grin immediately died as Jean looked to Dean with a smile.

"There's nothing I'd like more, Dean." Then she turned to Zebadiah and crawled to him on all fours. Zebadiah just grinned and smiled at her. "Master Killgrave!" she just breathed as she unzipped his pants and freed his cock. Immediately she bent over him and started sucking him greedily.

"Hey you fucker... how does it look?" said Purple Man while putting a hand on Jean's head and pressing it deep on his cock.

Scott answered immediately and bowed. "Everything is prepared as you ordered, Master. Emma Frost is using Cerebro and preventing Charles from using his powers. Moreover, she has made sure that all mutants immune to your abilities will serve you faithfully!"

"This can't be true!" said Xavier, stunned, and Purple Man just grinned widely. "Dean! What have you done?"

"Dean? Oh... My son did exactly what any good son would do. He obeyed! Dean! You did very well! As a reward, maybe I'll let you fuck one of my sluts! But for now, bring in some horny hookers! We have something to celebrate!"

Three days later, Xavier was a broken man. He was back in his own office, yet he was trapped in his own body. In front of him, Ororo knelt and sucked his cock with a devotion that was almost otherworldly. As if that wasn't enough, either Emma or Jean was always busy editing his mind. It would even have been possible for him to fend off these attacks with ease, but Purple Man's pheromones were permanently around him. He had ordered him not to resist under any circumstances and to feel the sexual satisfaction of his former students much more intensely than normal. And he could not remember a single second of the last three days when some of his students had not pleasured his cock. The sexual distraction and constant working of the two were quite effective. He felt his mind breaking more and more.

The worst part, however, was watching what Purple Man had done to his students. By now he had realized that Dean was just a puppet. He had used his own son to get to Jean. Helplessly, he had to watch Wolverine on one monitor as he sliced his way through the crew of the Helicarrier. Another screen showed Miss Marvel, under the influence of Cerebro and Emma Frost, reducing Avengers Tower to rubble. Within three days, his students, under the influence of Purple Man, had destroyed almost all of the superhero teams. While the male heroes were either dead or enslaved, this asshole had taken all the women into the school.

Every day they were at his service, as bodyguards or sex slaves.

"Dean! You're going to make Susan my new ****, you hear me, you piece of shit!" laughed Purple Man straight and slapped his son in the face. He was constantly abusing the boy and using him just like the others. But in his condition Dean was not aware of it nor did it bother him. Smiling, he nodded and walked over to the captive Susan Storm who was tied to a chair and nothing but panic could be seen on her face.

Dean bent down to her ear and whispered something into her ear again and again. At first, she resisted bravely but after a few sentences she looked at Purple Man and started to smile. Finally, she started to nod and then said.

"Of course, I'll do you the favor Dean! I've always wanted to admit to myself that I'm a dirty Milf who wants to cheat on her limp dick of a man. Mr. Killgrave. Would you be interested in having one more submissive whore? You can fuck me as often and as long as you want. I could of course do one of your sluts for your pleasure?"

"Oh... that sounds wonderful... but before I use you... you'll have to prove to me that you're worthy of becoming one of my sluts!" he laughed and Dean whispered something in her ear again and then untied her.

Purple Man, on the other hand, reached under his desk and pulled Jean up by her hair. His favorite student rarely wore more than lingerie and had become Purple Man's favorite toy. Charles could no longer see anything in her eyes that reminded him of his former apprentice. Under Purple Man's influence, Dean had turned her into a completely submissive **** and the worst part was that Jean had been **** to love it. Charles was sure that these changes were irreversible and that for the rest of her life she would live only to please her master.

"Baby! Come on... show me what you got!" laughed Purple Man and looked at the naked Scott standing next to him. This one was the bodyguard who never left his place at his side. His cock was so stiff and full of cum that he could barely stand.

"Of course, Master!" purred Jean and stood up to go to Scott. She grabbed his cock and jerked it hard. "Tell me who your master is!"

"Zebadiah Killgrave Mistress!"

"Would you die for him?"

"Yes mistress! Without hesitation!"

"Do you still love me baby?"

"Yes Mistress."

"And do you want me to continue being our Master's favorite whore? To fall asleep on his big cock every night and let him fuck me as often as he wants?"

"He is our lord and master. I want him to use you, because you are his favorite slut!" he said, completely aroused.

"Good boy. As a reward, you get to fuck me right along with him!"

Then she went to Charles and stroked Ororo through his hair. "Oh, poor little Charles... so horny... so hard... so full of desire! It's time you take your place too." She smiled and invaded his mind again.

"You know where your place is, don't you?" she smiled and pressed Ororo onto his cock, almost **** it. {We are all loyal slaves to our master Killgrave}}

"...On...the...knees..." said Charles tired and exhausted. He just couldn't take it anymore... he didn't want to... why should he resist any longer... if he finally accepted that Killgrave was his lord and master he would finally have fulfilled his destiny.

"Exactly. That's what you've always wanted, what you've always been... and always want to be... Isn't it?" {Serve our master. He is your everything]]

"Yes... I... don't want... anything... else!" moaned Charles, and Purple Man perked up his ears and leaned forward. Everyone in the room looked spellbound at Charles, realizing how the most powerful mutant on the planet was breaking.

"He wants you to fuck that whore over there...would you do that if he told you to?" she said, licking his cheek. Ororo broke away from him and grinned lustfully up at them. {You will do anything he commands you to do. You are nothing! He is everything}

Charles looked in the direction Jean had pointed and saw Susan Storm standing there. She had one leg up on the chair she was tied to a moment ago and was massaging her pussy with one hand through the blue suit.

"I ... would do anything he commands!" nodded Charles, looking to his beloved Jean. The woman who had always been his favorite student. That beautiful face... those beautiful eyes and that alert mind.

"Oh... But before you can fuck her... you have to lick my cunt first! Kneel in front of me and lick me!" she smiled coldly and immediately he sank to his knees and buried his head between her legs.

"Yes Charles. Lick the cunt of your favorite student! Thank our Master for allowing you to lick me!"

"Thank Master Killgrave for letting me lick Jean's cunt!"

"Mhmm Dean! Come here! fuck my ass and help me!" moaned Jean lustfully and immediately Dean came over to her and aimed his cock at her anus. While the professor greedily and submissively sucked on Jean's pussy Dean began to fuck her ass.

"Professor, I beg you to admit that you've always had the hots for Jean," he moaned after a hot kiss with Jean, who literally dictated the words to him.

Immediately she felt his tongue tighten in her pussy and his grip tighten.

"I... ask you to... admit that you want to be a submissive sex ****.... please tell Jean that you not only want to serve our Master but also be her sex toy!"

Charles didn't resist anymore... there was no more Charles X Xavier.... he released his tongue from Jean's wet pussy and fingered her instead.

"Jean... please... please... let me be your **** too! I can fuck you... I'll lick your boots...and be your sex toy. I want you to make me your ****!"

Within minutes the room was filled with moans and screams. Everyone fucked everyone and an orgy developed that was unparalleled.

In his bed Charles tossed and turned... Drenched in sweat he twitched in his sleep. His subconscious had sensed that the 2 other telepaths, Emma and Jean, had established a connection with Dean. Following the telepathic waves, his thoughts had also flowed to him. It was a perfect symbiosis of the three mutants who were getting more and more excited about each other. The orders Purple Man gave him in his mind sank deeper and deeper into the professor's mind until he finally unconsciously turned his own abilities against himself.