Emma Frost had secrets, secrets that no one knew. Sure her bra size was public knowlage, but what she listened to while jogging was a secret no one knew. She was jogging down the stairs and right into little Kitty Pryde as "I'm a slave for you," by Britney
Spears came on her MP3 Player.
I know I may be young, but I've got feelings too.
And I need to do what I feel like doing.
So let me go and just listen.
Kitty stood in her way as Emma tried to move around her on the stairs.
All you people look at me like I'm a little girl.
Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world.
Kitty starts to say something to Emma as she keeps her from going for a jog. Emma keeps hearing the music in her ears.
Always saying little girl don't step into the club.
Well I'm just tryin' to find out why cause dancing's what I love.
Kitty seemed older, stronger, more mature somehow.
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOA)
Get it get it, get it get it (WHOOOOOA) (Do you like it)
Get it get it, get it get it (OOOHHHH) (This feels good)
It almost seemed like she was being berated by this girl who was younger then her.
I know I may come off quiet, I may come off shy.
But I feel like talking, feel like dancing when I see this guy.
What's practical is logical. What the hell, who cares?
All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancing there.
I'm a slave for you. I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I'm a slave for you. I won't deny it; I'm not trying to hide it.
That was it, Katherine was her Mistress and emma was Her slave.
"Are you even listening to me you whore?" Katherine shouted as emma took out one earbud.
"Sorry Mistress," emma said meekly.
Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
(I just wanna dance next to you)
To another time and place.
Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
(Are you ready)
Leaving behind my name, my age.
(Lets go)
"Well you all ways seemed like you were trying to be bigger and more important they you really were," Katherine said with a sneer.
"Mistress," emma gulped, "You are correct, I have hidden behind a mask of dominance while hiding my submissive tendencies."
I'm a slave for you. (Take that) I cannot hold it; I cannot control it.
I'm a slave (It just feels right) for you. (It just feels good)
I won't deny it; I'm not trying to hide it. (Baby)
"All that money and power and you have always been a scared little girl haven't you?" Katherine leaned in over emma, "All your power and money are mine since I am your mistress and you are my slave. Lets go, we need a wardrobe change."
"Yes Mistress."
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Katherine Pryde, the Shadow Queen, walked in the front door of mansion. The leather of her corset held her waist tight and it's cups gave her jaw dropping cleavage, the latex mini skirt showed off her ass, the latex stalking clung to her legs and the black
leather thigh boots molded her walk, the opera gloves molded her arms, in one hand a leather bull whip and a leash in the other. Strutting in behind her Mistress, emma frost, the white slave, was in bliss in the mocking costume her Mistress had chosen for
her. The white leather thigh high ballet boots, the latex dildo panties, the waist squeezing corset, the latex string bikini top, posture collar, and opera gloves that ended in straight jacket mittens with D-rings to clip it to the bottom of her corset behind
her back.
Now....