Madelyne Pryor, the Goblin Queen

Jean's likeness had lowered to the floor. You marvel at her exposed body, everything below her breasts and above the thong was exposed for your delight. You had forgotten about her.

"Who are you?" You asks.

"I am someone who is very, very impressed. I knew there were groups who could defeat my little Sisterhood, but I didnt expect a single avenger to defeat them... with his cock. Or, at least I expected it to be Thor, or Power Man" There were hundreds and thousands of tiny little yellow eyes watching you from the celling. The diabolical air about the cathedral grew thicker.

"You could have stopped me" they were all still where you left them.

"And why would I? I am the Goblin Queen, and I was looking for someone fit to be my Prince." She laughs lasciviously, and it runs cold down your spine. You remember Jean Grey, a somewhat uptight but extremely hot mutant. This woman has her appearance, but there is cruelty in everything about her. You are afraid.

"I am sorry miss. I am not ready to enter a commitment." You say, a smart tongue awarding you a series of mystical lashes from her stretched fingers. It stings, but they hurt no more than a regular whip. She is toying with you.

" I think you will warm up to the idea. I have been to your mind, I know all your secret thoughts and desires. Now come" an invisible **** drags you up, and forth to her. " See? despite your protests, your cock is nice and ready for more"

Absurd, but it was. regardless of all the menace oozing from this woman, you still wanted to fuck her in every conceivable way. She engulfs your cock with her mouth, lashing at it with her tongue. It stings your flesh, as if it was corroding some utter layer of you, trying to shape you to her will. You see a demoniac form of you, taller, stronger, even more powerful. Her promises.

You reject them.

She climbs over your now horizontal body, and everywhere she touches you, you feel like it is burning. You keep it tight, despite the nubile body rubbing against yours. You have fantasized about Jean so often when you were young, but this was worst than a nightmare. Your cock impales her cunt while she soothe promises of power and domination. You can feel your every inch being assaulted by her pussy, trying to strangle you, deprive of your will. Why not just let it go? Enjoy one last fuck?

You scream.

She rides you harder, stronger. "Be my Prince", she beckoned you. "My steed, let me mount you, now and forever. You wont lack in fillies" she laughed at your fantasies. It is humiliating how your body betrays your wishes of staying away from this bloody woman, telling you how awesome fucking her twat feels. Your hands reach for breasts, and they come into view as you grab them. Full and glorious, her hard nipples feel like little olives between your fingers.

"Tell me you love me. Tell me" She orders, but you have another idea. You bring your mouth to her breasts, and lightly bites them, giving her hickeys in each breast. You munch them together, prod them apart, they are fanciful globes in your hands and mouth, for you to play as you wish. You become more forceful, and can feel down there how wonderful it feels for her.

Her control over you lapses a little. You renew your ****, this time squeezing her harder. You fall a couple of inches, before her TK holds you again. You scratch your nails up her tight, making her moan in delight. She is savoring what you are doing to her. You grab her slim waist, and **** her body even further in. Her eyes snap open, as if this was the very first time you truly penetrate her. You feel her cunt squeeze you, this time in involuntary pleasure. You do it again, and again, and you hit the floor, breaking her concentration.

It hurts, but not as much as her black sorcery did. You flip sides with her. putting her beneath you, her legs over your shoulders. You want to penetrate her deep, and let her feel helpless beneath you. Her body shivers and she groans again and again as you begin to fuck her at your leisure and pace, submitting the Queen to your whims. The offers stop, the crawling on your skin, the burning, now she is just a delicious redhead, gorgeous and fuck-able. She screams her orgasm, and you keep fucking her, adding another and another. You burst in her cunt, creaming her with your seemingly endless flood of cum.

Madelyne Pryor is just a woman in your arms. She smiles satisfied, content. You caress her hair, and she goes to sleep. You take your trophy, out of habit. You look at the others, and they all seem to be still taken by slumber.

The sky turns blue again, now that the Goblin Queen is no longer manipulating the weather. Also most people in the benches disappear, they were just a figment created by Madelyne. Psylocke is still there, being treated by the woman next to her...

She is a gorgeous brunette, with long wavy hair, a classical beauty with chiseled chin and nose. And a pair of gloriously large boobs. You would love to fuck her too, but even you have limits. You see there is a red diamond painted in her forehead, she is the benefactor of your escape. She is wearing a lab coat over what looks like a sadomasochist bustier, and high boots.

"... We need to escape. Before they wake up" You tell her, hurriedly. You notice Psylocke's belly is no longer inflated.

"Well, there is no danger of that. You did your part beautifully, Lucius" She says, you notice she has a syringe in her hands, after using it in Psylocke's arm "Your friend will come around in a couple of hours, hopefully none the wiser about her... condition. It is hard to say. You will find a boat outside, you can use to take it to Chicago"

"Who are you? And thanks for all the help" You have that damn feeling you were manipulated. She laughs deliciously.

"If you need a name... Dr Renko. Claudine Renko." The name doesn't tell you anything "Others call me... Sinister" That one does. Mr Sinister was one of the worst villains the x-men ever faced, a manipulative man without scruples, cruel to a fault. "Ah, you recognize the name. Good. I will spare you the next agonizing moments and admit I did plan all of this. Madelyne has been one of my children, and even if gone rogue before... well, it is a parent's duty to discipline wayward children, no?"

"You will pay for this" idle bravado. You get Psylocke in your arms, she does seem very weak from what must have been an exhaustive experience.

"I have considered stealing your body, Apotheosis. It would be a much simpler solution for me. Mr Sinister would. But men are always so... impatient. Here are the keys. Go away. Dont bother coming back, we wont be here when you do. But we will meet again" She puts the keys in your pockets.

You do. You find the boat outside, as promised. It was a couple of hours before you got to the big city.