Emma Frost smiled as she left the bedroom. All her daughters, her "White Princesses," were sound asleep, dreaming of the fun they were going to have. Katherine cooed as she dreamed of all the fun she'd have making Logan and Piotr her toys.
Emma's heels clacked on the floor as she sauntered towards her own bedroom. A figure stood in front, with skin like rich chocolate, long hair like white silk, and a gorgeous body that barely fit into her tight fishnetted "French maid" outfit.
"Hello, Missus Frost," the maid said as she gave a curtsy.
"Hello, Ororo," Emma said, smirking as her former adversary's tits almost fell out of her low-cut top. "Is my pet ready for me?"
Emma's smile widened. It was so nice to see Ororo so obedient. And she'd be especially fun since Emma had added a rapidly growing need in Ororo's mind to <nobr><a href="#">worship</a></nobr> the sexes of the two "little missuses," Jean & Kitty Frost.
Emma entered the room and gazed at the figure who hung there by his arms, his whole body splayed. He was naked except for a red blindfold, a dog collar, and a chastity cage that imprisoned his painfully erect penis.
"Are you a good pet, Scott?" Emma asked.