She is too stunned by her opponent to notice

Jean stood there shocked still, like a dear in the headlights. Standing in front of her is none other then Magneto himself. The man who kidnapped her, **** her, broke her and impregnated her. Despite the terror and bitter hatred she harbors for the man, no the monster before her, she couldn't help but feel her ass clench in anticipation, her nether regions moisten, and her nipples hardened in excitment. Even though the rational part of ber brain knows of the evil and despicable things he did to her and her relationship with Scott, let alone the likelihood that it could just be Mystique playing a sick game, the rest of her relishes the thought of experiencing it all over again.

"Very good, you know who your master is, the one gave you pleasure like no other, not even the love of your life can compare" said the men that seemed and sounded as Magneto himself. The same smug confidence and domineering smirk. He walked towards, niether rushing or hesitating in his steps.

Jean tried to do something, anything, but she just couldn't will her body to move to attack, defend or even read hid mind in case it is Mystique, yet all she could do was stand there as her body betrayed her, her pushy soaking her uniform pants the closer he got to her. He stopped just a few feet in front of her, arms crossed and an expectant look on his face.

"Dance for me Jean, dance like the slut I trianed you to be as you remove that uniform and show me the divine body I claimed", he commanded in a soft, yet stern tone. "The vessal that carries my child."

"And Scott's", she interjected in the only amount of prideful defiance she could muster.

"Truly?", he said, a bit surprised at the revelation, but he didn't seemed to be upset or outraged as Jean hoped. Quite the contrary, he seemed ecstatic. He pressed his hand to her tummy where her womb should be, his face looking more serene as stared at where his hand gripped softly yet firmly, as if seeing the children growing within her. " Sinister was right, you are the perfect mother of mutants. Now not only will you bear my child, combining my power with yours but the power of Cyclops will be added to the glorious future mutant empire. He or she will grow to serve me well, just like their mother does."

Jean would have liked protested with all the maternal instinct she could muster, if she didn't have have a mini-orgasm over his soft and possessive touch on her and her children. Magneto then took her hand and pressed it to his crotch, where she felt an all too familiar bulge. Jean Grey the X-Man was lost, overcome and locked away in the back of her mind, now there was only Jean Grey, the sex slut of her master Magneto.

"You want this, don't you my dear?", he asked huskily and rhetorically, as he used her hand to rub his tightening bulge, and roughly fondling her ass with his free hand.

"Oh god yes!", she said just as huskely, yet with more sense of desperation.

"Then dance", he command once again as he smacked her ass, then let her go and stepped back away from her, gazing at her expectantly and hungarally.

So she did. She danced for him, for her master with energy in her movement and alluring and **** look on her face as she started slowly stripped her uniform in front of him. Unaware and/or uncaring, the room shifted and changed from that of the mansion room to a clup part with neon lights and loud music. She saw many people, men and women stare at her as she c9ntinued to dance, keeping most of her attention on Magneto while she started using the pole that appeared next to her. Griding and heaving on it once she srtripped self of her uniform, leaving her self bare in her pregnant glory even though she has yet to develop. She danced with her hips and her belly to entice her master further, to display his conquest and claim of her in front of the roaring crowd. Of whom she noticed Scott, Logan, and Charles, the three men in her life she has loved the most, tied up and gagged with mutant supressor collars on their necks. She saw them and thier helpless state, helpless as they watched her dance and present display herself like the slut she is. Instead of feeling ashamed or guitly, she was abit in fact, but this simply turned her on even more. She cummed on the pole, her pussy just gushing on the floor for all to see, but her eyes stayed on her Master, Magneto.

He walked ahead towards her, knowing all to well what she wanted and sparing her the need to beg. He undid his pants and let his dick out free, Jean maoned and nearly came just from seeing it again.

"Before we continue further", he said in a confident tone, "there is somthing I need you to do for me."

Jean closed her eyes and nodded submissively and desparatley, conveying she would do anything for him, even betray the X-Men.