MJ entered the holding cell and, in deference to Rachel's status as a telepath and as Third Consort, fell to one knee and bowed her head. Her beauty and sensual grace gave this simple act of obeisance the seductive force of a lesser woman's striptease. Rachel's inner depths turned molten with lust at the sight of what she considered to be the most delectable of the White Queen's concubines. Of course, as one of those concubines, MJ was out of Rachel's reach. At this proximity, Rachel didn't even dare to take the liberties her status allowed with the luscious Flatscan's mind, out of fear she would not be able to resist the temptation.
Instead, she merely acknowledged MJ with a curt nod and strode out of the room.
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MJ remained in her pose until Rachel had left, then turned to view her charge, and made a moue of distaste. The woman was standing at attention, like a soldier. As if any Flatscan was worthy of serving their Empress that way.
She was dressed like a soldier too. She'd been stripped of her helmet and forcefield belt, but she still wore red magnaboots and matching powergloves; a spacesuit, matte black except for a stylized red bat over her chest; and a pointed-ear cowl covered the top of her face. Her upper arms and legs were bare, the lower half of her face and her hair were exposed, and the spacesuit clung to her torso like a second-skin, but still, nowhere near sexy enough to be suitable garb for a concubine.
What was visible of her face was beautiful, even without makeup, and her hairs was long, lustrous, and red, which the White Queen favored. Her body was taut and toned, lithe with lean muscle; breasts modest but well shaped, good hips, great legs...though the Empress generally preferred women with a body shape closer to her own sublime voluptuousness, Kate was lovely enough to be worthy of the Imperial harem. The outfit had to go.
"Strip," MJ commanded.
Kate crossed her arms and frowned. "Hey, you're just a Flatscan like me, you can't give me orders!"
MJ's eyes narrowed, and she drew back her arm to bitchslap the other woman...who caught her hand and tried to pull her into a wristlock. MJ's symbiote reacted instantly, forming a half dozen tentacles to slam Kate to the ground hard enough to knock the air out of her lungs.
MJ stood over Kate.
"I may be a mere Flatscan, but I have the White Queen's favor. You do not. Until this changes, You WILL obey me. Is that understood?"
Kate nodded. MJ mentally commanded the tentacles to withdraw and then said.
"We concubines live to give pleasure, not pain. For trying to hurt me without cause, you will be punished. Will you accept the punishment I give you?"
Kate nodded."Yes, ma'am."
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