Jeannie grinned, and began stripping.
"Stop," Emma commanded sharply. The redheaded bimbo froze, and looked confused.
"But Mademoiselle Empress, you said you wanted..."
"...to be entertained," Emma finished the sentence. "I did not say I wanted you to do it."
"Oh," Jeannie's face fell, and Emma felt a brief surge of pleasure at the once-mighty Jean Grey's complete submission to her. "then what.."
"Go fetch Scott," Emma said.
"Oui, Mademoiselle Empress," Jeannie said, and then curtsied. A few minutes later, She returned, followed by a strapping adonis wearing nothing but red sunglasses and a golden collar; her number one male consort, Scott Summers. Scott knelt before Emma.
"My Empress," he intoned. "how may I serve you?"
Emma smiled at her farovirte stud and then commanded...