Emma worked hard to earn her place. A history of villainy and an arrogant air made it difficult for people to trust her. But for years she had, fought for the X-men, financed them in their times of struggle, worked diligently as a teacher and as an example of rehabilitation they could offer mutant kind. It was enough to win most over. But others, such as Kitty Pryde continued to eye her suspiciously. "You abduct and try to mind control someone as a teenager once, and they'll never let it go." She chuckled to herself. Still she wouldn't allow the dissenting opinions of a shrinking few get to her. Emma had her pride and such petty squabbling was beneath her. This night however she couldn't let the past go. Her mind wandered almost nostalgically back to her time as White Queen of the Hellfire club. It was if nothing else a simpler faster path to gratification. Had the young woman talked to her back then as she did earlier today she'd strap Katherine to a X cross and lash her tight ass with a whip until she learned her place. Emma shook her head, their was something off with her today. She sat up from the bed and looked towards her closet. Something was affecting her surfacing old thoughts. She stood and flashed her body into its diamond form, it tore her expensive nightwear but she needed to be sure. She thrust her hand forward toward the closet and it barged open clothing rapidly shifted as she scanned through it. Nothing. Emma sighed and the diamond skin dissipated. there was nothing but clothes, no psychic emitter or hidden threat, at least not that she could detect.
Slightly flustered Emma walked to put everything back into its place. She was glad Scott was off on a mission he'd tease her about this for days if he was here. As she returned order to her closet she found a small box at the bottom of her closet. "Is that?" Emma mused. She took the box into her lap and opened it. "This old thing? I thought I had it placed away in storage." She pulled out an all white outfit. A fur lined cape, tight elbow length gloves, thigh high boots, a thong that could barely be called concealing, and finally a corset with ample cleavage. She ran her fingers over the clothing,. and just like that her lips twisted into a sinister grin. A hidden fail safe, residual echo of her old self, some sinister plot. She wasn't sure what it was, all she knew was that she was different. She was herself again. Her true self, none of this hero bullshit. She recoiled at the thought of everything she'd taken pride in only moments ago. She ripped the already torn clothes from her body and slipped into the White Queen outfit. Each piece seemingly dissolving her fondness for the school. as she fastened her cape her reversion was complete. The White Queen lived again.
Emma thought about the unique situation she found herself in. Her authority in the school gave her intimate access to just about every inch of the campus. She could exploit this to her advantage. However before that she still had the taste of Kitty Pryde's disrespect in her mouth and that couldn't stand. It was late enough that most everyone would be asleep still she had to act carefully. Luckily she was the nexus for the psychic communication network, a small barrier and she bought herself a thirty minute or so blind spot.
Emma stalked through the halls until she crept to Shadowcat's room. A quick scan told her the young woman was alone. Emma let herself inside, Kitty was still at her desk no doubt working on administrative work.
"You ever heard of knocking!" Kitty stood up up her hands planted firmly on the desk.
"Quiet child. I came to talk about your lack of respect."Emma ignored Kitty's outburst and closed the door behind her.
"What are you wearing... that's" Kitty took an uncertain step backward.
Emma continued to advance slowly. "This old thing? Whats wrong doesn't it bring back old memories. You strapped to a cross, me helping myself to every juvenile thought in your head. You were so... malleable back then." Emma said with a longing sigh.
Kitty's hand clenched into fist and she marched forward getting into Emma's face. "Fuck you bitch."
This is what Emma wanted, it'd be problematic if she phased away through the walls, now she was inches away. In the next moment her hands grabbed at her head. It was like someone was taking a power drill to her skull.
"Katherine, you are so predictably crass. But that's ok, I'll teach you manners." Emma raised her hand and with a flick Kitty was midair spread eagle. Another flick, her clothes pulled in every direction until they were shredded into a pile on the floor. Emma circled Kitty admiring her petite body. "You've grown into quite the young woman. I do think you have potential." Emma cupped Kitty's breasts, and nodded in satisfaction. "Yes you have potential."
"Once I get free, I'll." Kitty grunted through the pain.
"Still defiant, good that'll make this much more fun." Emma smacked kitty's ass with her gloved hand. The bound mutant clenched her teeth she wouldn't give Emma the satisfaction of screaming in pain. Emma only grinned and struck again and again. Her ass glowed red with Emma's hand print. While physically abusing her, Emma continued to drill past the mental defenses she had taught Kitty. All her insecurities and embarrassments on display for Emma to see. Emma laughed mockingly as she pried the woman's lewd thoughts about colossus out of her mind. "Oh your first time huh. Tell me does the big Russian have a cock of steel too."
"Stop it!" Kitty begged. Those moments were special, just for her and Piotr. Kitty felt like a teen again. She was helpless at Emma's mercy.
"That's right Kathrine. You are helpless. You are pittiful. why don't you look at what 'really' happened with you and Piotr." Emma abused Kitty's mind twisting the happy moment between two lovers into a pathetic falsehood.
"No, that's not what happened. He didn't do it out of pity, he loved me." Kitty started to weep.
"Katherine, you are a naive inexperienced prude." He left halfway through because you couldn't please him. Emma groped Kitty's pussy from behind. "I could teach you. All you have to do is submit to me. I am your better, your queen. You can serve me, dress me, bathe me, wait on me hand and foot. And in doing so you'll learn humility and find happiness as my slave.
Katherine sniffled her mind was broken from the mix of pleasure and pain. Her memories were a mess, she needed someone to fix her. "Please Miss Frost. Let me be your servant." Katherine begged. Emma released her from the air and the shattered former hero fell to her hands and knees. She kissed Emma's latex boot. "Please Miss Frost, I need someone to tell me what to do."
"From here on you will act as my handmaiden. You will obey without question or hesitation. Do you understand." Emma said forcibly.
"Yes mistress. Thank you." Katherine bowed her head even lower to the ground.
Emma smirked, its what the little brat deserved. But the night was still long and she had a lot of work to do. Psionic alarms would go off if she wasn't fast.
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