Rewarding Cyclops Again

That evening....

Mark was relaxing on a luxuriously soft couch that curved around the corner of his vast bedroom in the palace. An incredible hologram floated in the space in front of him, depicting the video game he was playing. Wakanda's fantastic technology, high-powered computers and AI systems made it easy for them to upgrade his favorite game so that it looked like he was controlling actual people in a fully articulated 3-D world. Lounging back in the cushions and against two of his harem-girls he shifted his hips back and lifted his legs, feet dangling in the air as Juliette and Zore took the hint, moving from tending to his cock to sucking and licking his balls and giving him a rim job respectively.

He gasped and groaned at the tantalizing sensation of a tongue digging into his asshole and another slathering across his sack.

Mark Jean's mental message blossomed within his mind, May Scott have make love to me?

The fact that the man had to get his permission to have sex with his own wife was so erotic, it sent a pulse through Mark's dick that had nothing to do with the dark and light skinned women tending to it.

He grinned.

Of course, Jean Mark sent back, You want me to come over and reward the poor guy?

Yes! In about ten minutes! That's right about when he'll finish...

Mark loved his life in these moments, the times when he wasn't about to make a decision that would see this house of cards come falling down. Really just enjoying controlling everyone around him and making them do all sorts of perverted things they'd never have dreamed about before his touch converted them.

He paused his game and snuggled up against Imdanda's big black titties, the enormous mammaries shifting in a way that her giant pregnant belly couldn't. He rubbed that taut bulbous stomach, her belly button pushed out into an outrageous outie. He couldn't help but marvel at the fact that both of the babies inside were considered his, his royal cum in Imdanda's pregnant womb somehow overriding the actual father's parentage. Again, he was a heinous bastard and there was no doubt he was going to hell if such a place actually existed.

In any event, his first daughters would be born any day now and they would be named Jessica and Sarah, a pointed rejection of Wakandan culture. Given his stature and acclaim, he had little doubt that those two names would be soon steadily gaining in popularity as baby names once the princesses were announced. Just one more point against him in the ledger of morality.

For a few minutes more, he played his game. Eventually he ended his session and got to his feet, ignoring the stroking hands and insistent begging of his harem. For a moment, he stood in place tugging upon his fat flaccid member as he watched a pair of his guardsmen fucking Nima, the slavish Dora sat atop one lying back on a futon as the other brawny black warrior took her asshole, his big hand gripping her throat and holding her back against him as he thrust.

It aroused him to see others perform sexually and he sauntered over, his dick hanging heavily between his legs and starting to thicken.

He stepped close, coming around to look at the two thick black pipes barely an inch apart as they worked inside Nima's stretched holes, their groins slick with juices and lube. Dawal noticed him and turned his dread-lock covered head, grinning and pulling back his pelvis to give Mark a better view, "Will you join us, master?"

Nima, his most exuberant Dora-slut who was as much fucking the two cocks with her holes as vice versa, twisted her head with shining eyes and a mad grin, "Yes, master! Yes, join us! I love being used like a dirty whore by your ****-studs. But I NEED my master and his huge white cock! Please, tell me you will!"

He slapped her ass hard grinning back but otherwise ignored her. To Dawal, he said, "Not this time. But you all do have permission to cum whenever and then you can head back to the barracks for some well deserved rest." Laying a hand on his rock-like shoulder, he sent the command, Feel happy and utterly satisfied with your lot in life. He did the same for Nima and S'Yangzal, touching their nude bodies before he headed over to the doorway that led to Scott and Jean's connected room, his pair of Dora on duty, Anzara and Malla, following silently.

He glanced with a smile at Ororo peacefully sleeping in his own bed, the slight sheet accenting her sexy curvaceous shape as she breathed rhythmically.

Stepping silently into the next room, Mark found Cyclops' nude muscular form atop Jean's in the bed, the sheets and blanket covering them from the waist down. Mark waited for a moment, appreciating the view, taking his cock into his hands and stroking it. He knew that the only reason Scott was getting any was because of him and that turned him on. He pointed with two fingers at the bed and swept them suddenly to the side, all of the sheets and blankets shot away from the bed's occupants, revealing Scott's muscular pale white buttocks, his balls jiggling and squeezed between his thighs as he plunged. This was the result of Jean's telekinetic powers and the fact that she'd been inside Mark's head to witness his desire, truly showed how much interest she currently had for her husband bucking away between her thighs.

"Mark!" Jean happily called out to him, throwing her arms out towards him for a hung, totally oblivious to her husband's efforts.

He got on the bed and sidled up to her side, sliding his hips under her spread thigh which bounced lightly with Scott's slow steady pistoning of his dick in her red furred pussy. Mark threw one arm atop her abdomen bringing his hand up to squeeze her big naked white boob Jean had a happy smile on her face and one of her hands reached out to take hold of Mark's massive erection between his thighs.

"Hey baby." she said softly.

"Hey baby." he answered back, a bit of a joking tone in his voice.

They kissed sensually and softly, lips rubbing gently and eventually Jean's tongue made its way slowly into his mouth. Jean's hand kept up a stroking motion upon his cock and even pulled it in close so that he turned against her side and it lay propped up across her bellybutton. All the while Cyclops held her legs and kept up his steady pace.

Mark pulled back, laying his head on the pillow as he watched Scott's ripped torso labor above Jean, her arm still reaching over to keep up a gentle hold of his own cock. Cyclops didn't have a lot of length to work with so he only withdrew his penis a couple of inches to reveal the rubber wrapped around it before plunging back in,"How's he doing?"

"Oh he's doing just fine." Jean replied pleasantly, "Of course, I can't feel his pencil dick but his staying power has really improved. And he looks so good." She reached out a hand to run it down her husband's washboard abs that stood out like molten steel from the motion of his thrusts.

Mark had to chuckle at her casual insult of her husband with no malice whatsoever. "Mmm...and he's doing a great job of making these lovely jugs sway." He leaned over her chest, taking one pink nipple between his lips and sucking it with a big pop even as he groped and pulled at the other one.

After a little while, he sat back again and told Scott, "Alright. You're done now. My turn."

There wasn't the slightest dismay on his face nor in his mind as Cyclops pulled out of his wife, his condom covered dick waved angrily but the man sat back on his haunches submissively, "Yes, my lord."

"Now go put on a show for us while you watch me fuck my wife."

"Yes, my lord!" Scott scrambled off the bed.

Jean laid her cheek on Mark's chest, rubbing his abdomen, "Mmm... I love it when you take charge of my husband, husband."

Scott was soon doing a vigorous exercise routine with his body weight, hard dick swinging around wildly with his movements. He started with push-ups and quickly transitioned to the one armed variety. Mark settled in to watch propping a second pillow behind his head as Jean slid down his body, arranging so that she could see Scott as well even as she licked and sucked at Mark's cock, softly commenting, "Some alone time with my big cock."

Her red maned head twisted around his member, dropping down to lick and suck at his balls before moving up to take the head of his cock into her mouth and ran her tongue back and forth across it like crazy while she sucked hard.

She pulled off and graced Mark with a swan smile, "Mmmn.. So much to play with, and all mine.."

He reached down and stroked her cheek, "And you're all mine." His sincere tone dropped as he admitted with a laugh, "Well, I mean... I guess I share you with Scott..."

Jean cocked her head, arching her eyebrows even as she pulled at his member, "Let's be honest, love. We share Scott, our own sex-****. The man you conquered with just a hand-shake..."

"I conquered you with that hand-shake, you know."

She shook her head, "Nuh-huh. You conquered me with this great big thing..." She punctuated her cheeky statement with a lewd lick up the side and a kiss.

Mark grinned and enjoyed her renewed **** upon his groin, though his attention was soon drawn past her to Scott. He propped himself up on his elbows to see past her bobbing head. Cyclops had moved into a hand-stand in the middle of the room and he was currently lowering his head to the floor bending his arms and then raising his entire body by straightening his arms. The fact that he was doing this while perfectly nude, covered in sweat, and with a still condom-clad erection made it absolutely obscene. Chuckling, Mark let out, "Holy shit, that's awesome."

He clapped his hands briefly, "Okay, yea. That deserves it. Someone suck this man's dick right now."

Anzara burst out from her place at the side of the room so quickly that it must have already been planned out between the two Dora Milaje which one was on 'fuck duty' and which one was on actual guard duty. She jogged up to Scott, her pendulous black titties swinging side to side. Dropping her spear carefully, the bald Dora bent slightly and slipped the condom off and bowed her head to take his dick in her mouth. Scott paused his downward motion to let her take possession of his penis. Soon Anzara had an arm wrapped around his waist as she squat down with him, her heavy teats squeezed out between their tightly compressed bodies as she ground her face between his spread legs easily swallowing his entire length.

"That's... something you don't see everyday..." commented Jean mildly, meeting Mark's eyes with a slight upward curve of her lips before she went back to work. She lapped at the head of the cock, holding it steady so that it didn't bob all over the place. The tip of her tongue worked in quick circles and wiped away a somewhat sweet fluid that had begun to bead from the slit of the penis.

There was a sudden shriek of feminine excitement and Anzara pulled away from Scott's dick, her thumb and forefinger stroking his shaft, vibrating back and forth.

"Unghhhhh! Unhghhh! Uhhhh!" Cyclops groaned as his dick spat over and over again, unloading his balls on the floor before his upside down face.

Anzara made it a point to slide a finger across her lips, casting a dollop of semen to the side even as she bent to pick up her spear and headed back to her post, saying, "A minute and seventeen seconds. Record." As Mark's first male ****, Scott was sort of his favorite and as such he was rewarded fairly often. This had set off something of a competition among the Mark's Dora Milaje and it seemed that Anzara was now the current victor of their betting pool.

"Alright, Scott." remarked Mark, "Get back over here. This is about rewarding you after all."

Mark got up on his knees and Jean did likewise as she waited, though she was inside his head and knew exactly what he had planned. Scott crawled up onto the bed and laid down on his back, as by now the three of them had had enough sex with each other to instinctively know what was next. Mark got to his feet even as Jean swung a leg over her husband's head, lowering her wet sopping pussy right down on to his mouth.

Mark stepped over Scott's legs so that he was standing directly over his groin as the man's hand reached down to tug upon his flaccid cock. Sitting on her husband's face, clearly grinding her cunt onto his lips based on the motion of her hips, she leaned forward to take Mark's cock in hand, bringing it to her lips and she sucked him gently, her cheeks going concave. She stroked him with her hand, the other clasping the side of his leg as she spread her lips wide and struggled to work her mouth down his awkward length. Down below them her husband kept flogging his meat. Jean leaned forward even further, hand slipping around to clutch his butt, helping to **** still more of his swollen angry prick into her mouth.

She worked at it for a long minute which was an eternity of pleasure for Mark as his cock was steadily introduced to the tight wet hot vice of her throat but finally she backed off and looked up at him with a lascivious smile, "Fuck me, Mark. I need it." She sighed breathily, "I need it now!"

Mark nodded with a grin and briefly placed a hand on her shoulder as he stepped around on the bed, she laid out upon her husband's chest and stomach as he knelt between her legs, bringing his epic erection towards her wonderfully round and shapely ass, the top of Scott's head visible beneath it. Scott's hand slipped out from beneath Jean to take hold of his shaft and Mark couldn't help but groan as his glans was expertly drawn forward to stroke along Jean's swollen cunt-lips. He took hold of her waist and pulled her backwards onto his prick even as Scott steadied his cock. Jean was on all fours straddling Scott, her ass was a sizeable heart shaped peach and watching her husband's big hand line up his prick for penetration was beyond arousing.

Jean let out an instant sustained moan as he drove forward and sunk all the way into her. He plunged until his hips met her soft warm buttocks, her pussy tight but infinitely accommodating after weeks of daily sex with Mark. He really had re-shaped her passage with his tool and she likely wouldn't have really been able to feel Scott's smaller dick even without Mark's subliminal commands to that effect. He felt his sack come in contact and squash out across Cyclops' forehead, Mark felt a bubble of pure amusement as his power activated with just that skin to skin contact. The thought that he could twist both Jean and Scott to his will at the moment with just his genitals was insane.

He pulled back again, till just the very tip of his massive cockhead tugged at her poor, over-stretched outer folds, and then he sank back in in one motion. He slowly built up a tempo of the smooth, deep thrusts, keeping it steady for now. He slap-grabbed her butt, digging his fingers into her smooth cheeks and rolling them around as he plunged. He could feel Scott's face pressing close, the man's tongue working at his wife's clit and slathering partially against Mark's shaft as it drove in and out of his wife's cunt.

Mark was in heaven. Here he was in the Wakandan Royal Palace, in the Royal Family's opulent sprawling bedroom, fucking Jean Grey as her husband lay beneath them tending to their genitals like the perfect little cuckold that Mark had made him into. Across the room were two beautiful curvaceous Wakandan women, completely naked as they watched him, equally ready to spend their lives saving his or jumping into this bed at his command to provide him even more pleasure. This whole palace was filled with minds that even now he could partially feel, all of them enslaved to his will. Much of the city beyond was similarly mentally adjusted to essentially worship him as a living god.

Mark reached down along her body to reach her large boobs as they bounced and swung from her backward rocks to meet his thrusts. He dug his fingers into them and squashed them back against her chest as he pulled her upper body back. She turned her head and met his mouth with her gorgeous lips, they made out passionately as they ground their groins together, their thighs and genitals trapping Scott's head in a lewd vice.

Jean gasped when they broke their kiss and cried, "You're maaaaking me cuuuum! Yes! YES! AAhh!"

Her pussy quivered and spasmed all over his cock and that was enough to send his own orgasm rushing forth. He gave one last brutal thrust, burying himself as deep as he could go in his beautiful Queen. He could see Scott's hand pulling on his dick and instantly he too began to cum, sending spurts of seed up into the air before Jean's face as Mark's command to do so traveled from his sac and through the man's forehead and directly into his accommodating mind. Mark groaned as he ejaculated, sending ropey strands of virile cum criss-crossing across her womb, painting her in his copious seed. The building pressure, coupled with that delicious 'pop' of Mark's cum escaping sent Jean into another round of spasms, her head thrown back as she clamped down on the gushing member, milking it with quivering walls already drenched. Mark gave a few more erratic thrusts, churning the creampie into a nice, frothy mess before his climax finally petered out, slumping back out of her his lengthy softened cock sliming its way out of her pussy, Jean having collapsed atop her husband in exhaustion after her own powerful climax.

Mark idly watched Scott dutifully work at that battered pussy with his tongue and lips, both of his hands slipping out from underneath her to clutch at her asscheeks, pulling them apart to better get at the combined juices. Scott wasn't a pet but Mark had given the man a taste for his semen just because he enjoyed watching him eat out his wife after Mark filled her up with a load.

It was the least the guy could do after Mark had been so generous letting him still have sex with her in the first place.