Ororo, Storm, moaned. That song, it had echoed through her soul.
Katherine was... Katherine was.... She was a goddess. Mistress was such a goddess.
Ororo trembled. How could she have ever tried to act like a mother-figure for Mistress, when Ororo wasn't even worthy to lick the woman's boots.
She needed to show Mistress how sorry she was.
* * *
"And where are you going?" the Shadow Queen asked as Jean shuffled towards the door.
"Bored. Wanna use the Net," Jean said. Because she'd already been transformed by the music before, she hadn't been affected by the new song. She still had a little girl's mind.
"I think you need to be taught a lesson. Come here!"
Jean squealed as Katherine Jean's arm and brandished her riding crop.
"Lemme go, you big meanie!" Jean squealed.
* * *
Storm moaned as she crawled down the hall on her hands and knees, naked except for a spiky dog collar. She was a slave, a beast, a bitch, Yes, her Goddess' bitch.
She'd show Mistress she could be a good bitch.
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