Emma Gets Kinky

by GhostKaiser23

The X-Mansion has had a bit of a...Stagnation, recently. With boredom and frustration going around Emma Frost has had enough, hearing the sexual frustrations of her fellow X-women. So... She decides to fix it.

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Sex-Men, Emma gets kinky

One Shot

Co-Writer GreyKing46

We do not own these characters. All rights belong to Marvel Entertainment

The world is full of many crazy things, humans wearing suits of metal to combat aliens, hulking goliaths that can crush planets and people infused with cosmic energies. But there are those who were born with these gifts and not come by, by accident they where Mutants

The next evolution of Homo Sapiens

Born with powers as varied as animalistic body parts, teleportation, shape shifting, claws coming out of your knuckles, super strength, eye beams, weather control and even the powers of mind control and telepathy

We near Charles Xavier's School For Gifted Youngsters... where a telepath was bored as hell.

"Urgh...This is so tedious." The telepath yawned.

This was Emma Frost, the 'White Queen'. A former member of the Hellfire Club, Brotherhood of Mutants and current acting Vice-Headmistress of the Xavier's School of Mutants.

She had short bob-cut blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing a white button shirt that covered up her E-Cup breasts, shapely figure and heart-shaped buttocks. Beautiful wasn't even close to describe her.

She was a literal sex BOMB!

... And she had not gotten laid in months. And she considered just masturbating to be beneath her

"There is nothing to do." she commented, annoyed at how... Nothing was going on recently. Normally she wouldn't complain about their finally being some peace and quiet but you combine that with her dry spell and the fact she could hear the thoughts of every person in the mansion... Let's just say it adds up.

She managed levitating several objects with her powers, looking at the several things in her office.

And then... She heard it again.

All the pent up sexual desires of her female team mates, the stupid hormones of teenagers, the desires of the horny men.

It was all noise that filled her head and got her pussy soaked while also showing her how tortured everyone was.

'Gods all mighty, doesn't Charles let these kids have any fun?' She thought intensely.

Crack.

A mug began to crack from her frustration.

"That is it. I am bringing an end to this." Emma hissed

She jerked upwards and almost stomped towards one of the Vice-Headmistress' other offices. She was going to sort this out with her Co-Vice-Headmistress. The other psychic in this school...and one 'almost' as powerful as her.

... Okay she knew that this bitch was stronger than her, however Emma was a scalpel while the bitch was a sledge hammer.

THUD, THUD, THUD!

"Jean! I need a word with you!" She thudded on her door angrily.

"Emma. Shut up." a figure snapped from inside

"It's important! I'm being civil, but I'll break it down if needs be!" Emma snapped back

The door was slammed open, a woman walking out

It was a fiery red-haired woman with green eyes, with D-Cup breasts, wearing a blue blazer with slightly heeled shoes...and a heavy blush on her face. "Fine, Emma!"

"Oh, did I interrupt something?" Emma mocked

"Shut. Up. Just...Just get in here!" Jean frowned and grabbed her inside of the room. "What the hell do you want?"

"Simple. I am planning private therapy sessions with EVERY female member of the team and of staff." Emma said simply "I am a licensed sex therapist, you know this Jeanie so don't be a diva and say a snide comment, and this level of... frustration is not healthy. So I am having mandatory therapy sessions with every female member of the X-Men and every female teacher. And they are all required to wear their X-Uniforms during these sessions. And yes, that includes you to Jean. I want you to tell everyone while I prepare my room."

"Wh-Wait, slow down!" Jean softly snapped "Run that by me again please, slowly."

"Fine. I thought you'd be too simple minded to understand." Emma said snidely

"Pot, meet kettle." Jean scoffed at Emma's remark

"Real mature." Emma rolled her eyes "This level of sexual tension, especially for so long, is unhealthy. Do not deny you have been hearing it screaming in your head the past few months. So every member of the team from you to our newest official female members of the X-Men are to report to me, in uniform, for mandatory therapy sessions so we can find away to get rid of this tension."

"Is that it? What do we get out of it?" Jean asked

"...Seriously? Weren't you listening? Or were the screams of sexual frustration deafening you?" Emma groaned. "Just come to my office and we can sort all this out. And remember your uniform." She turned around and began to walk away "I will be sending a psychic message to inform you all of the schedule, of who comes in when and for how long. I will be posting an official schedule in the teachers' lounge tonight little Ms Rules, so don't panic. Have fun fantasizing about Logan, since you don't have the ovaries to make a move~" and with that Emma closed the door to Jean's room, heading towards her own

Jean blushed out of annoyance and frustration...before stomping her foot on the ground and shattered a window.

Emma smirked as she soon arrived in her room and began to strip naked. She used her powers to move her office around, shifting it quickly into a normal therapist's office with the coach and everything. She used her powers to put her discarded clothes into a sneaky hidey hole while removed her X-Men uniform

She had some big plans to spice up the boring lives here at the mansion. The question was who should be first

Oh, there were so many options! So many beautiful women! She looked at the roster of the school and saw so many potential 'students'.

She had something very special planned for Ms Grey but besides her? There were so many options!

The darling Rogue, the fantastic Storm, Mallrat Jubilee, tiny little Pixie, kinky liquid Mercury, electrifying Serge, Wolverine's little sister figure Shadowcat, a furry's wet dream known as Wolfsbane, the musical Dazzler and more!

Oh, she was going to have the best week ever!

*in the mansion*

The students were walking around school, having a normal day, as the gentle voice of MS Grey filled their minds

"Hello my students. Because of certain... issues, every female member of the X-Men and the school staff will be required to have private therapy sessions with Ms Frost. Official listings of appointment's will be in the staff room by tomorrow morning. For today, however, Ms Frost shall contact you telepathically to inform you if and when your appointment shall be for today. All therapy sessions shall be done in X-Men uniform, so be sure to change before your sessions. Have a good day."

And like that the call was over

"I wonder what that was about." a random male student commented to a black haired woman in her early twenties

"I don't know." The woman answered. She had shoulder-length black hair, blue eyes, C-Cup breasts, wearing a black shirt, trousers and boots.

This was Laura Kinney, also known as either X-23 or Wolverine. She was the clone daughter of the original Wolverine, Logan. She was a single mother/big sister to her own clone called Gabby... and she was currently in a shitty situation as she had recently entered her first heat cycle, something Logan had warned her of a few years ago

Part of their mutation made them very 'primal' compared to normal humans and mutants... so for a few weeks every year she gets super horny and aggravated as she just wants to have sex and get impregnated, Logan telling her he has been through the same with the desire to make a woman pregnant. Because of her upbringing her body had not registered its heat cycles before but now... oh she was hit and hard

"Ms Kinney, to my office please. You have an hour long appointment starting in half an hour. Chop chop." Emma's voice suddenly rang in her brain

"I gotta go, Bobby. See you later." Laura waved.

"Bye." Bobby responded, letting her go.

Laura nodded and went up to her bedroom, clearly annoyed still. 'What does 'Boobs McGee' want with me? I'm not in the mood!' she thought, kicking her boots off which went flying across the room before she began to unbutton her jeans. She let them drop to the floor, her hips and slit covered by soaked through black panties.

This heat was KILLING her! Every night she masturbated to a dozen orgasms, and it wasn't enough! She used dildos and vibrators and buttplugs and anal beads but none of it worked! She needed a proper big meaty dick in her!

After a while she was dressed in her X-Men uniform, her Wolverine uniform, as she looked at herself in the mirror.

She was dressed in a black and silver full costume, silver gloves and boots with a silver full-head mask with red lenses which let her hair flow freely.

On top of that suit was a black leather jacket, the suit being tick and bullet proof

Nodding she turned around and headed out, walking through the mansion once more

She knew the layout and headed up to Emma's room...not that she had been there once...tens...multiple times.

...

Let's be fair, that guy didn't know when to stop groping her.

And no she was not going to expand that story

As she arrived at Emma's door, preparing to knock, Emma's voice called through

"Come on in Laura dear~." Emma called through in a mocking tone

She sighed heavily and entered, seeing Emma sitting in her chair with a psychiatrist's chair right next to her so Laura can vent.

Emma was wearing her X-Men uniform. A pair of tight fitting white leather pants that hugged her legs and ass with a belt that had an X buckle on it, white thigh high high heeled boots, white elbow length silk gloves, a white silk sports bra that barley covered anything and a long flowing white cape. She was holding a clipboard in her hand and a pen in the other

'Oh, sweet merciful...No, no!' She thought as she entered

'I can hear your thoughts all the way from here, Laura. Please, take a seat.' Emma telepathically told her. 'I know you enjoy both men and women, and I am flattered you are paying so much attention to me, but sit down. We are wearing our uniforms to give these sessions some level of professionalism because of our subject, and we need to get to the bottom of this.'

"What subject? What are these therapy things even for?" Laura grumbled with a tiny blush, laying down on the therapy coach

"Rather simple my dear." Emma said "the oestrogen, the hormone level, the sexual tension is at unhealthy levels in this mansion and it has been going on much too long. So I am going to help you find some way to... refresh yourself." Emma pushed her hair behind her ear as she wrote down some information on her board "Code name, Wolverine X-23, age... how old again are you, darling?"

"I'm twenty-one." She frowned, feeling a little intruded

"It's all part of the procedure." She answered

"Just making sure the records are accurate. Now, when was your last period and when did you last have sex?" Emma asked bluntly

"So half way through your cycle and over a year ago. Oooh, a bad combination." Emma said, almost mockingly. She stood up and walked around, standing behind Laura's coach. She reached out, her gloved fingers touching Laura's temples "Now I need you to relax for me." Emma instructed as her eyes began to glow blue "Relax~"

Laura tried to say something but her eye lids got heavy, her mind foggy. Soon she was laying there, in a trance. It happened so fast she didn't have a chance to steady her mind, now feeling like she was flouting through a sea of calm stillness

"Can you hear me?" Emma asked, seeing Laura in the trance

"Yes." Laura whispered, making Emma's red lips curl in a grin

"Good." she said confidently "Now, Laura. Tell me. Where do your desires come from?"

"They come from attraction to certain people. Wanting to save them." She answered

"Save them from what? Yourself?" Emma asked tauntingly "Who do you fantasies about?"

"I worry I'll lose control. Kill someone. I fantasise of being...saved. By someone who would like me, despite my red ledger." Laura confessed. "I imagine I'm being swept off my feet by someone kind."

"Oh, so act like a big tough girl but deep down you want to be treated like a princess." Emma grinned "Who have you fantasised about doing this to you?"

"No one... random people..." Laura continued

"Hmm~" Emma hummed, for a moment stumped "Well you are often surrounded by handsome men and women who try and do that very thing for you. So, tell me, why have you not made a move on them? Used your sexual skills and good looks to sate you lust? Why have you not seduced someone who fits your desires?"

"Because I want more than that." Laura said "I don't want to use or be used. If I sleep with someone... I want it to be for love."

"Very well." Emma sighed, rubbing her head "Okay then. Laura, listen to me. I am going to put you deeper, do you understand? You are going to walk me through one of your fantasies and I will guide you to your hearts desires. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Laura nodded

"Good. Now...relax~" Emma purred, Laura's eyes gaining a blue light "Are you there?"

"Yes..."

"Tell me. Where are you?"

"I am in New York. On a roof top. Eating Chinese." Laura explained "I- there is a scream! A woman is being attacked!"

*Laura's fantasy*

Laura jumped down from her watch post, abandoning her food. She raced across New York... And found two men, around seven foot tall and all muscle, with knives and handguns as they held a woman against a wall as they mugged her

SHINK!

She snarled as she unleashed her claws, rushing forwards

"What's that?" one man asked, before his gun was cut in half

Laura had jumped forwards, supporting herself with one hand as she did a 180 degree spin like a spinning top. Her feet where fully extended as she did this, cutting the other guys gun as well while nearly cutting the first guys knife hand off. Laura then caught herself, shoulder checking the first guy. She tackled him, shoulder first, and slammed him against the wall just behind him "GO!" she ordered

The woman nodded and sprinted away, leaving the two men with her

"Okay Laura, good. Too bad these big strong men are too strong for you, aren't they?" Emma's voice echoed in her mind "They've over powered you, they are going to have their way with you."

Laura didn't know what happened, but these guys had somehow tied her arms above her head. The second guy was holding her up by her inner thighs, stopping her from kicking and making her spread her legs in an embarrassing way

"Let... Me go!" she hissed, confused how this even happened

"You cost us money, bitch. Now we are gonna have fun with you." the second guy taunted, rubbing his oversized member against her leather clad ass

"And boy are you gonna fun." the first man snickered, grabbing her breasts

"No! I don't want this!" Laura hissed, feeling her nipples being squeezed painfully

"Of course you don't Darling. But you are lucky, he is here. Isn't he?" Emma's voice echoed again "He's here to save you. You met up earlier that day and had an argument, but he's here. He doesn't care about your red. He's here to save you because he loves you."-

Suddenly a white substance flew through the air and hit the back of the first guy, throwing him against the wall so hard the wall came crashing down on him

"Let go of her!" a man called, clad in red and blue. He shot another white line, web, which blinded the second guy.

Laura yelled as the guy suddenly dropped her, almost missing the chance to catch herself. She span around in an instant, slamming her knee hard into his dick followed up by a kick to his chest. This second hit pushed him down while launching Laura into the air. This allowed her to come down with a second kick, an axe kick, which hot the guy in the face and knocked him out

"Are you okay?" the man asked as he approached her, untying the bindings holding her wrists

"Yes. Thank you." she nodded, turning slowly to look into the large white lenses of his eyes

*Emma's office*

"Webs... Red and blue... White Eye lenses?" Emma whispered

"Yes. He makes me feel happy. Safe. Warm." Laura admitted, feeling her heart race and her heat-cycle palpitate. "He has every time we meet. I just don't act on it."

"Maybe you should. It's not good to be this pent up." Emma soothed her.

"He's holding you now, isn't he? He's a Knight in red and blue tights, both of you swinging away. You're the princess he rescued from danger, his equal partner he'd risk his life for. Isn't that right? What's he doing now?"

"He's making jokes to lighten the mood. He's making me laugh." Laura smiled as she seemed to snuggle into the 'Knight's arms'. "He's taking me to his home."

"What are you going to do at his home, Laura?" Emma smirked

"I. I want to kiss him. I want to pin him to his bed." Laura answered, her cheeks under her mask flushed red from passion and embarrassment. "I-Ah~!"

"What? What's wrong?" Emma asked, taken aback by her sudden gasp

"He's. He's inside me~." Laura panted. "He's making love to me!"

"Hmm~" Emma purred and licked Laura's cheek "You want him, didn't you? You want to be his, don't you? Well you are going to dream this dream every night. There will be small changes. Like you being younger, him wearing a different costume, maybe you lost against a super villain. But it always ends with him saving you. With him making love to you, fucking your brains out. You will dream it, day dream it. You want it to be real. Understand? You want this, right?"

"Yes. Yes, I will." She panted, rubbing her slit through her costume.

"Oh? Is a bitch getting wet?" Emma grinned

Laura panted heavier now, imagining her Knight making her his bitch. "Yes~"

"Now. Wake up." Emma ordered and clicked her fingers, backing up.

"Ah!" Laura's eyes widened as she came back to reality, somewhat realising what she had confessed and done. "Oh god...What did you-?" before she blinked, those memories fading "I-Huh? Are we done?" she blinked, feeling a weird urge in the back of her head

"Yes. Look at the board tomorrow to see when your next session is." Emma nodded with a grin 'I wonder how long it will take before she acts on her desires.'

"Okay. Thanks, I guess." She answered, getting up and saw the board before leaving.

'Next please.' Emma thought as she projected her thoughts as she had already given out today's appointments

The door slowly opened and another young member of the team, Katherine 'Kitty' Pride also known as Shadowcat, entered.

She was a young woman with tied-back brown hair and brown eyes, C-cup breasts under her blue and yellow uniform, clear skin and a kind face. "You asked for me, Ms Frost?" The Jewish girl asked, her tone bitter since she and Emma did not get along. Her suit was a blue/black skin-tight suit with yellow gloves and boots as well as a yellow leotard with shoulder pads on top of that

"Yes Ms Pride, sit down." Emma smirked

Kitty huffed and sat down reluctantly, crossing her legs as she sat.

"Fully on the couch, please." Emma instructed

"Fine. What do you want Emma?" Kitty huffed as she did what she was told

"Shadowcat. Age 25. When was your last cycle and the last time you had sex?" Emma listed off professionally, ignoring her question

"What the fuck? What kind of question is that?" She snapped, covering her front.

"Because, Katherine, every woman has needs and 99% of the females on this team has been ignoring them for one reason or another. And it is affecting everyone. So, I repeat, cycle and last sexual experience with a partner?"

Kitty grumbled and covered her front. "Two. Two days ago. And...Six months ago." She admitted

"Really? That long for someone like you?" Emma asked, teasing the younger girl "Why such a dry spell?"

"Well after I broke up with Star Lord I've just not been interested in looking for a guy." she shrugged, biting back her snide remark

"Ah, but Katherine. With your powers you don't have to worry about that. Just relax~ and let me show you." Emma said

Kitty's eyes got heavy, her body going very limp

*Kitty's dream*

Kitty was a younger girl, in the school locker room as she was getting changed after PE. However she didn't dry properly... And slipped

On instinct she used her powers, the ability to phase her body through solid matter, so she didn't get hurt... And found her face phased through the wall.

Into the boys locker room's shower

Her face inches from a guys cock, water dripping down it

Now, this was a memory. An embarrassing one Kitty had during her teen years. She was reliving it through a dream...

"You ran away the first time but... Do you see?" Emma's voice whispered, a shoulder devil that Kitty could not ignore "You could phase your head or hips through any wall, naked. And offer your services. Who would say no?"

Teen Kitty didn't know what she was doing, a strange thrill filling her, before she kissed the boys cock

"Huh? What the-? Whoa~!" The boy gasped as he felt Kitty's lips on his member, the soft feeling of her lips on his wet schlong. He looked around and grinned, gripping his member "Sweet." was all he said, pushing his cock into her mouth.

Kitty's eyes widened in shock, feeling how 'big' it was, feeling her mouth slide up and down it.

The guy just started to use her mouth like a sex toy, fucking it like she didn't matter

Kitty gagged over the penis, feeling it almost penetrate through her head because of her powers.

*Outside of Kitty's mind*

Kitty was panting with her mouth open, almost gagging on an invisible cock as she felt her nipples poke through her costume.

"That's right. Feel it go deep into your throat, he's using you as you offered." Emma whispered "Isn't the idea just... Hot? Sexy as hell? Being treated as a sex toy? Use your tongue girl, he needs to feel good remember?"

Kitty moaned and nodded, her tongue swirling around her mouth like she was licking around the invisible dick

"Oh, there it is! That teasing little throb! He's getting close!" Emma 'gasped' before she grinned "What are you going to do, Katherine? He's close. You're going to make him cum soon."

*Kitty's dream*

The boy in her dreams was gripping Kitty's head, thrusting away as he face-fucked her as 'clumsily' as he could since he was somewhat inexperienced.

She started sucking harder, urging his cum out of him

"I-I'm cumming~!" The boy moaned and came into her throat, filling it with his cum.

Kitty gagged happily, arching back as she felt her body shudder from climaxing. Her juices spayed down her thighs, euphoria filling her body as she slurped down the man's baby batter. She felt so good to be treated as a thing, a hole, instead of a person.

She gasped deeply as the cock was finally removed, her tongue hanging from her mouth limply. She could finally breath, supporting herself as best she could. She began to pull back, only her lips still visible through the wall, when...

"Hey guys! Over here!" the guy who had been fucking her mouth yelled

'H-Huh?' she thought in shock, hearing people walk into the shower. She was frozen, she wasn't sure what to do... Before suddenly a new cock was shoved into her mouth

"Hmm?!" She gasped as she was forced to take the second cock.

'Impressive, have you any practice with this?' Emma teased

Time almost came to a stop for Kitty. She didn't know how long she was there, slurping dicks. She didn't know how many fucked her face like a sex toy, no idea how many loads she swallowed. How long she sat there, limp, cumming every now and again.

It could have been hours, days, years. She didn't know. It was just endless pleasure.

But it did eventually end.

Kitty fell through the wall again, only this time backwards. She lay there, exhausted. She was laying there in a literal pool of her juices, close to passing out with cum leaking out of her lips and covering every inch of her face...

*Emma's office*

"And wake." Emma ordered

Kitty's pupils were wide as she woke up, aroused as she had come out of her hypnosis. She didn't know what happened...but she felt a bit better.

"We made good progress Ms Pride, but I'm afraid your time is up. Please keep your eye on the router to see when your next appointment is." Emma said, this was the most fun game she had played in a long time

"S-sure. Fine." Kitty frowned, looking at the router and left.

-'Next, please.'- Emma thought, wanting to get to the next lady and as Kitty stumbled out on wobbly legs, in walked the ebony goddess known as Ororo Monroe, Storm.

"What did you do to Kitty?" Ororo asked as she pointed behind her.

"Nothing bad, I assure you, Ororo." Emma smiled dryly as she looked upon Storm.

In terms of beauty, Ororo was a goddess. A 'Sex-Bombshell', like her. Flowing white hair and shimmering blue eyes, luscious dark skin, E-Cup breasts and an hourglass figure with a shapely ass. All tightly wrapped in a white one-piece bodysuit with the X-Men logo on her belt.

"She just got a bit embarrassed and her legs fell asleep because she refused to sit properly. Now, to make sure my records are accurate, can you remind me how old you are Ororo, darling?" she asked the one woman she would consider a friend in this building

"I'm...Thirty nine." She admitted reluctantly, feeling embarrassed that she was nearing the big 'four zero'

"No need to be ashamed, Ororo. And as I don't want to go through the screaming again... The women in this mansion do not know how to get laid or how to relieve themselves. And it has reached unhealthy levels, especially with so many women in the same situation living so close. As such it is affecting everyone worse. So, in order for me to help, I need you to tell me when you last had your period and when the last time you slept with someone was." Emma said seriously and professionally

"... My next period will be in a few days and nearly five years ago." Ororo admitted

Clatter

"What?!" Emma yelled in disbelief at Ororo's comment

"Ever since my divorce with T'challa I have not felt that touch of another man." Ororo said sadly

Emma's jaw almost dropped to the floor. Upon hearing that...She wanted to give her a hug. "That's. Unbelievable." She whispered, before composing herself. "Now Ororo. We are going to do an exercise to help you with this issue, or find the mental cause of it. So, please, lower your mental barriers for me" Emma asked as she gathered herself...

*a few days later*

It had quickly became an unspoken rule amongst the women of the mansion to not speak about their appointments with Ms Frost to any men, with the men believing the issue had something to do with rape and some sort of way to reduce the trauma it will cause, or about pregnancies or something else, they had no idea

Laura was biting her lip so hard it was bleeding. Her heat had ended two days ago but her desires had not left her alone. She was at the staff room right now, looking at the router for next week's appointments with Ms Frost.

She was looking for her name, seeing when she had her appointments. The second week of therapy was starting tomorrow and she wanted to know. She needed this help

With a small nod as she memorised the dates and times she turned around, seeing the other women around the board

'Kitty, Ororo, Rogue...So many.' She thought and hugged herself.

Every member of the team and staff had these sessions after all, and they all seemed as nervous as she was. She flinched softly and sniffed the air, there was a scent she recognised. Female juices. And a song, it was almost inaudible, but it was there. A tiny buzzing noise, muffled by layers and layers

"Laura. Are you okay?" Ororo asked, seeing Laura sniff

"Sorry. I thought I smelt something." Laura lied "I should get going to get changed. Last appointment of the week in an hour."

"Well I hope these sessions are helping you." Ororo nodded, her dark skin hiding the blush on her face as she walked away. Laura heard the buzzing and the smell of female juices getting further away, Ororo's legs bowlegging randomly while pretending she tripped slightly

'... No... Imagining things.' Laura thought as she walked away

*upstairs*

"Come in." Emma called as the door opened, an Asian woman walking in "Ah, Betsy. Here again. This is your third and final session of the week, correct? Have they been helping?" she asked, looking at the X-woman called Psylocke

Psylocke was a black/purple-haired woman with violet eyes, D-Cup breasts and a shapely figure, wearing a dark blue leotard with dark blue gloves that went half way up her upper arms and dark blue leggings/boots that reached her inner thighs. "Yes, they have. It's honestly helped a lot."

"That's good to hear, you seem a lot more relaxed since we last saw each other." Emma answered as she crossed her legs, casually unzipping one of her boots "You don't mind this, do you? This room is a bit stuffy." she commented

"No, of course not." Psylocke answered as she sat down, seeing her legs and silently licked her lips.

Emma nodded and wiggled her toes as she dropped her boots, which had their nails painted blue "There. Much better. So, tell me, how have you been since yesterday?" Emma asked as Psylocke lay down on the coach

"I've been good. Much more relaxed and felt like I could do much more." She answered

"Have you slept with anyone yet?" Emma asked seriously

...

"No." she admitted

"Betsy Betsy Betsy. This is serious. We are having these sessions for a reason." Emma said as she rubbed her temples "Okay. Well if you want it that way, lower your shields again for me. We will have to look deeper for the source of this rut of yours."

"Okay." Betsy nodded and lay on the bed, lowering her guards.

"Relax~" Emma purred

*Betsy's mind*

Betsy was in her 'room', lying on her bed, fully nude and looking at the ceiling.

"Huh?" she blinked a bit in shock at her location but she didn't mind. "At least it's comfy." She sighed gently before a knock came from the door.

"Hello? Come in?" she asked without thinking

"Hey, Betsy." A random male member of the X-Men walked in with a smile.

"Oh. Hey, %&."Betsy replied, the name becoming static in her ears as it left her mouth

"Mind if I come in?" He asked

"Sure." She smiled, looking over his toned body, before eyeing up his chub between his legs. Her tongue brushed across her bright red lips, not caring that she was naked

The man sat down on the bed and stripped off his pants, revealing his half-mast cock. "Mind if you did that thing from last time?"

"Of course." She nodded, pushing her purple hair back

As she sat next to him, she took her feet and began to slowly tease his cock, skillfully using her entire appendage to pleasure him.

Betsy was able to relax, lazily resting in her bed while idly rubbing her slit. Meanwhile that man was on his knees, moaning as he was given the honour of being pleasured by her feet

"How does it feel? Want it harder? Softer?" Betsy teased as she rubbed his cock "Aren't my feet just magical? So softy and perfect."

"Ah, yes yes. We've seen this a few times Betsy." Emma said softly "But if we are really going to get to the bottom of this we need to... Expand."

Psylocke heard these words but they didn't register. However, suddenly, there was a gorgeous woman sat beside her as the man continued to receive his footjob

"Hello~, Betsy." The woman smiled, sitting seductively as she saw Psylocke. A blonde woman with blue eyes and lips. The woman shifted her position, holding her feet out towards the psychic "Worship my feet, darling~"

Betsy's eyes widened as she looked at the woman's feet, look how soft and silky they were...and she leaned down to lick them.

She gave a single long lick from the heel all the way to the tops of this mystery woman's foot, and her mind exploded in joy at the taste and pleasure she felt. She quickly began to kiss every single toe of the offered foot, holding it like it was a prised idol of a lost civilisation, as her lips pressed against each blue nailed toe with an uncontrolled desire

"Hmm~, yes. That's good, Betsy~." Both the woman and Emma's voice overlapped

"How are my feet?" the woman asked sensually

Betsy just mumbled, worshipping the feet of this woman, her tongue gently lapping between the toes as her own feet continued to jerk off the guy

"What was that?"

"I love them." Psylocke whispered "So soft. So pretty. They smell magical. So perfectly formed. I love them. They are perfect." her lips began to slide down the inner curve of the woman's arch, her teeth lightly nipping the heel as she gave a deep and throaty moan, before she gave a slow and strong lick back up the flat of her feet until she reached the toes once more. Once she was at the toes she opened her mouth wide, taking them into her mouth and sucking

*Emma's office*

Emma had to bite her lip, seeing Betsy mimicked what she was dreaming... with Emma's feet. Emma had moved her chair closer to Betsy and let her feet rest near the British turned Asian woman's face, and she started to worship them like she worshiped the feet of the woman in her mind.

She was currently sucking Emma's big toe and the two next to it, her cheeks hollowed as she sucked and slurped

'Oh fuck, yes~! She's a total slut for feet!' Emma thought to herself, not projecting her thoughts to her.

And this was just the end of the first week, she wondered how this would keep going!

Looking up at the clock she frowned, she would have to prepare to wrap this up

*Betsy's dream*

"Stop. Stop all of it." The woman ordered

Betsy blinked but obeyed, releasing the foot while stopping her footjob. The loss of her pleasuring caused the mystery man to whine at the loss of his pleasure

Suddenly the woman gripped the man's cock between her feet and started to give him a footjob... which had him cumming in seconds!

Betsy could only stare in wonder and amazement as those beautiful, perfect feet where covered in drips and splatters of white

The man's orgasm lasted for what seemed like days before finally, it was finished

'Now. Clean my feet." The woman ordered Betsy, who was suddenly on her all fours on the ground. She felt the carpet against her hands and her knees, looking up at this woman like she was a giant, with the sperm clad feet inches from her face

Betsy nodded and did so, licking the salty cum off of her mistress' feet, savouring the taste

She was in the truest form of heaven...

*Emma's office*

"Aaand~ awaken." Emma said suddenly, her boots back on and sat on the opposite side of the room once again

"Ah!" Betsy gasped as she woke up, looking around as she had come to and out of her hypnosis.

"You did very well, Betsy." Emma smiled professionally.

"And I have learnt a lot from this session in the process for your full recovery. Now, I've come up with an exercise to assist you. You do know when your next appointment is, correct?"

"Thursday at 4PM." she nodded, slightly annoyed she had to wait half a week until her next appointment

"Perfect." Emma nodded "And you are very flexible, yes?"

"Yes, I am." Besty nodded and got up. Before she raised her right leg up vertically, doing horizontal splits without even flinching

"Okay. And I assume you have a dildo." Emma added casually "So what I want you to do, for at least an hour a day, is to masturbate using a dildo, no too big 'pussy destroyer' just a simple five to six in her because you want a teasing pleasure not 'my pussy is breaking, it's so big' grunting, while you lick and kiss your own feet." Emma instructed

"Sure, I can do that." Betsy answered, lowering her leg down and walked off. She didn't even consider it weird that Emma ordered her to do so.

"And you are to wear the leggings of your uniform when you do so!" Emma called out "Also, send me pictures of the soles of your uniform after every session to prove you have done so!"

"Understood." Psylocke nodded "The session is over now, right?"

"Exactly. X-23 should be waiting outside. Send her in." Emma nodded

"Of course." She nodded and let Laura in. "Ms Frost is waiting for you."

"Thanks... You've got some drool." Laura said, tapping her chin before she passed Betsy and entered the office. Betsy wiped her lips nervously as she walked out.

"Welcome back, Laura." Emma spoke up. "How have you been?"

"Ms Frost. These sessions have not been helping." she muttered

"Really? Why not?" Emma asked as Laura laid on the couch

"I just... I keep thinking about him. It's all the time. I want him. I want him so much!"

"Is that such a bad thing?" Emma asked, tapping her fingers lightly

"Not when I can't orgasm anymore, no matter how hard I try! When I can't tell him! When he isn't here!" she said, almost in tears now

'Uh-oh. I might have pushed her too much.' Emma thought to herself. She would have to fix this "Laura." Emma said, summoning all of her power "Relax." she ordered and Laura was literally knocked out

THUD!

Laura was flat out on the couch, caught in a sleepless dream while Emma had to do something. She sighed softly, sitting back while getting onto her computer. 'I just hope that Web-Head isn't busy. I need him here.' She thought as she opened a video call with him, before she used her powers to take control of Laura's body and move her to the screen. "You better pick up." She glared as she positioned Laura there.

"Hello?" A voice responded, answering and revealed a red masked and white lens hero.

"Hello, Spidey?" Emma asked through Laura

"Talon? What's the emergency?" Spider-Man asked as he saw her, thinking it was something important

"It isn't an emergency per say, I'm just going to be in New York in a few days and wanted to know if you'd like to hang out." 'Laura' said with a blush

"Yeah, that'd be great." Spider-Man answered. "Hey, maybe I can show you around."

"Sure. It's a date." 'Laura' smiled with a wink while unzipping her jacket enough to make 'her' indication clear before Emma ended the call

"There." Emma nodded "That should, hopefully, fix everything."

"Hmm..." Laura grumbled as she was slowly coming too

"You passed out in shock." Emma explained via a lie "You've been like that for the past few minutes. After we talked we decided the best cause of action was to talk to Spider-Man and see if he would be willing to go on a date. When the call ended you passed out in shock at the fact he accepted."

"R-Really?" Laura blushed in shock an embarrassment.

"Really." Emma smiled "Meaning our next few sessions will be preparation for your date on Thursday." Emma smirked

"Okay. I-I'll see you later then?" Laura asked, getting flustered as she didn't know what to do

"Oh, but we do have half an hour left before our meeting is finished. So, Laura, relax~" Emma purred sweetly while she reached for the girl's face "Because I have a plan and I need your help."

"Yes~" Laura grumbled out with half lidded, glowing blue eyes

"Good. From now on, in private, you will call me mother." Emma purred "Although you will let that name slip out occasionally when you speak to me in front of Jean Grey or Logan. And when asked about it, you tell them in private that you see me as a mother and think Logan and I would be a great pair."

"Yes, Mother." Laura repeated as she understood this.

"Good." Emma smiled before kissed her for a few seconds. After those few seconds she hummed "I do believe you will need to change your style up a bit." She added "But that's for later. So, to finish of our hour, since you said you can't orgasm right now... I want you to masturbate for me."

"Here? And now, Mother?" Laura asked in her hypnotised state. "But your seat."

"It's alright." Emma smiled "If you finish early, you can just lick it up. Or I'll have someone else do it. Also... Call me mummy."

"Yes. Yes, mummy~!" Laura answered, sliding her hands down to her quivering pussy and began to rub. She rubbed her slit through her suit, her other hand unzipping her jacket and playing with her breast.

Emma just smiled and watched Laura go, playing with her bosom and pussy, while Emma bit her lower lip and crossed her legs as she observed her. She didn't need to touch herself, she just enjoyed the show

Laura moaned as her masturbation slowly grew stronger, soon pulling parts of her costume away from her skin so she could directly pleasure herself "Ah-Ah~!"

"That's it. Good girl. Play for Mummy." Emma instructed. "Play for Mummy, show you want her to be happy. Let mummy see how good you feel."

"Mu-mummy. Mummy, I-I'm cumming! Cumming after. So. Lo~ng!" Laura moaned as she squirted, covering the seat alongside a good portion of the floor before her

Emma looked at the clock in her room and saw she and Laura still had time. "Looks like we've got enough time, Laura. Why don't you lick up your mess?"

"Yes-Yes Mummy." she nodded lustfully, slipping to all fours and beginning to lap up her own juices

'Good, god. I'm a genius.' Emma thought as she saw Laura lap up her own stain like a trained puppy. She licked her finger and grinned. While she was helping the other women find their kinks, urging them towards them while leaving how far they go be their choice, this was her kink. Dominating others.

Not that it was surprising but she was always the one in control and that's what she loved. Having all the cards, all the control. The one being worshiped and obeyed.

And now?

Now she could do it, helping others and get in control.

A win-win-win

"All done Mummy." Laura said, her voice coming across as so sexily cute, like she had never sounded before

'She sounds so cute!' Emma internally squealed. "Good girl." she smiled, patting her head "Now go, I have one appointment left tonight."

"Okay, Mummy. I'll see you later." Laura answered and left.

"Wake." Emma whispered as soon as the door closed

Laura blinked softly and shook her head, her mind clearing and not remembering what happened "Okay, she is ready for you." she nodded

"Thanks Shuga." The other girl nodded and walked into the office

"Hello Rogue." Emma commented, standing tall

Rogue, Anne-Marie, a Southern Bell of an X-Man, bouncy brown hair with a white streak, D-Cup breasts covered by full covered clothes to that no skin except her face was seen. A tight skin-tight green suit with a yellow stripe going down the middle. Yellow thigh high boots, yellow gloves and a brown aviator's jacket

"Ah~, I'm glad you've kept to your schedule, Anne." Emma smiled

"How do you know?" she blushed

"Because you've been very punctual. Seeing me for the last couple of days." Emma answered as she pointed at the couch

"Alright." Rogue answered as she sat down.

"Now, relax~. Why don't you tell me about your days since the first session?" Emma inquired.

Rogue felt her mind and body relax, falling onto the couch a little more as she began to confess her days to Emma.

*flashback*

Rogue had just left her session with Emma, her mind was still a little sleepy but slowly coming too. She walked to her room as she looked over her clothes, feeling...something

Some urge deep in her mind

She wanted something...binding. Something around her whole body. Someone to touch her, someone to hold her. She was walking towards her room, her boots' heels clicking loudly as she rushed.

Rogue panted as she closed the door, her body aching for release. Feeling euphoria rise within her. She threw her jacket, glove and boots off in a flurry and fell onto the bed. She felt her nipples poke through her clothes, as she played with both her tits and her pussy.

She moaned as her hips raised high into the air, her breath short.

'Yes, yes, yes! More~, more sugah!' Rouge thought to herself, while teasing her nipple and rubbing her bean, her fingers slipping in and out of the moist wet holes.

She imagined wearing tighter cloths, being whipped, obeying

She wanted. She wanted to be used. To be bound and gagged. Be a BDSM slave.

To belong to someone

*time skip*

Rogue was back in her room, after coming back from another one of Emma's sessions and she was looking for something. Something to help curb her itch.

She began to undo her outfit

She revealed, only to herself, a bodice and near-full-body latex suit and a black collar around her neck. She licked her lips, looking at herself in the mirror.

Anne thought to herself that she looked like 'sex on legs'. And that any man who would be brave enough to be with her would be extremely lucky. She touched her collar lightly, wishing it could let her be safe to touch.

Oh~, to be touched by someone who wasn't afraid of her...or to be afraid of them. To give herself to a Master or Mistress. Her finger brushed her collar again, wishing it was something very different that would help her.

'Oh~, isn't this just precious?' Emma's voice echoed in Rogue's mind as she heard all this.

*end flashback*

"Thank you for sharing this, Anne." Emma smiled as she gently stroked her neck.

Her white gloves protecting her from skin on skin contact

"Ah~." Rogue moaned gently as she shuddered from the touch making Emma smirk, rubbing the naked flesh of her neck

"Tell me. Are you wearing anything under that?" Emma asked

"Y-yes. Ah'm wearing mah bondage suit." Rogue panted as she had her eyes closed

"Show me." Slipping her clothes off, Rogue exposed herself, showing off her bondage attire, hugging her hips, showing off her cleavage. Just making the Southern Belle into a Southern Bombshell.

The material being shiny, and of course it was yellow and green

"You got it as your colours? I'm impressed." Emma teased as she stroked her body as her gloves played with Rogue's nipples "Hmm~ you have been the one most accepting of my therapy, Darling. So, tell me, have you found a Master or Mistress yet?"

"No. I haven't. I-I want one. But...I-I'm scared." Rogue admitted

"Scared?" Emma asked, her gloved fingers slipping into the Southern Bombshell's pussy

"Scared I'll scare them off. Or not find one." Rogue panted, her nipples poking through the leather/latex.

Emma licked her blue lips, moving them closer to Rogue's but not touching "You need to be more confident." she said simply

Rogue's heart pounded in her chest, feeling her lust rise as she wanted to kiss Emma.

"Now. I have a present for you." Emma responded as she pulled back, walking to the corner

"Wh-what is it?" Rouge asked nervously as she wanted to see it.

Emma picked up a box and opened it, revealing a golden collar that looked mechanical in nature

"It's your new collar." Emma smiled as she pulled it out. "A power dampening collar."

"You mean?" Rogue asked in shock and elation

"You can now." Emma smiled as she snapped on the collar around Rogue's neck. "Touch people."

As the collar snapped into place, the middle turned red

"What's happened? Is it working?" Rogue asked nervously.

"Let's find out. Relax~" Emma ordered and purred

Rogue laid back and let the collar work

*in Rogue's mind*

The Southern Bombshell blinked, finding herself in a sex dungeon

"Wh-where am I?" Rogue gasped in shock and shuddered in lust. She wasn't sure where she was but the place alone made her wet.

'Now, are you ready~?' Emma asked as she put herself into Rogue's mind.

However she was right behind it, a paddle being slammed against the girl's ass

"AH~!" Rogue jerked up as she felt her posterior being slapped only for a naked hand to grip her throat. She was pulled back, feeling a naked body pressed against her back

Emma took a deep breath of her soft blonde hair, running her bare tongue across Rogue's naked cheek "Who gave you permission to make a noise, you whore?" she purred sexily

Rogue wanted to apologise, but she hadn't been given permission yet. Shuddering from the lick as she hadn't hurt Emma.

... She... hadn't hurt her

Her powers weren't working anymore!

Emma was safe!

"I give you permission...To beg. To squeal. To apologise." Emma informed her as she bit Rogue's neck and listened.

"Ah! F-Forgive me, Mistress! I'm sorry I squealed! I've never had this before! Please, please train me!" Rogue moaned "I'm just a dirty bitch! Train me to obey! I promise to obey! I want to! I want to be good!"

Emma smiled as she heard that. Rogue was hers...Her pet. Another 'daughter'. She reached out and gripped a strap on from the wall of toys, while also using her nails to dig into her stomach. "Now, pet...What shall we do~?" Emma teased as she pinned Rogue down.

She bent Rogue over a wooden beam, her hands and ankles quickly being put into cuffs

"M-Mistress?" Rogue panted as she was bound.

Emma simply hushed her. "It's alright. Trust me. The safeword is 'Bond'." as she ran her fingers down Rogue's back, leaving red marks where her nails had been but not drawing blood

*Time Skip*

Emma was walking through the mansion a few days later. It was Wednesday and she had a free three hours until her next session

She was walking with more confidence than she had for a long time, her hips swaying with every step

'I wonder how my students are doing?' She thought as she arrived towards her office.

She passed the office, heading down to the teacher's lounge. She wanted some food, looking at all the students passing her

"Good morning, all." She smiled

"Morning, Miss." They all responded, much more the girls than the lads in a more polite manner.

Emma entered the teacher's lounge, her cape blowing majestically behind her "Hello everyone." she greeted the women either checking next week's router or in the room for their own meals

"Good morning." The respective teachers responded kindly...and looked like they were more relaxed.

"How are you Ororo, Darling?" she asked, sitting next to her "Magik, darling. I'd enjoy rather enjoy a delicious tea please."

"I'm great, thanks." Ororo answered while Magik poured a cup of tea.

Ororo's face was bright red as she squirmed lightly, you could see a slight bulge on the crotch of her suit that looked circular. Meanwhile you could see a small hint of black lace at the front of Magik's tight fitting black leather top

"Here you go, MS Frost." she nodded and gave it to her

"Thank you, Magik." Emma smiled, taking it and took a sip. "Hmm~, delicious."

"Thank you." she nodded

Emma smiled, food being placed in front of her by an Asian girl "Thank you, Jubilation."

"No problem, Miss Emma. Jubilee blushed as she awkwardly walked away.

'It's good to be Queen.' She thought to herself.

"Emma." a strong voice said, Jean walking towards her in the suit that was part of the reason she was called The Phoenix

"Ah, Jean." Emma smiled before she waved her hands "Darlings, can you please leave us alone?"

The women nodded and left, leaving a royally pampered Emma...and a royally pissed off Jean Grey alone.

"Yes, bitch?" Emma asked as she looked up and down, taking in Jean's Phoenix costume

Jean was wearing a flowing green and golden full-body costume, a golden sash around her waist and the marking of a black-bird on her chest. "I've had enough."

"Oh really?" Emma asked, not moving from her seat as she took another sip from her glass... before Jean fell to her knees, her hands folded in front of her lap

"I've had enough pretending that I'm straight! I'm bi! I love men and women! You are amazing! Perfection! I want to belong to you!" Jean said passionately

"About time." Emma smirked as she took another sip of her drink. "A week and a half of therapy, and you finally admit it."

"So. Are we going to fuck or not?" Jean demanded

"Is that any way to talk to your mistress?" Emma frowned as she sipped her tea "If you ask properly we will, once I have finished my meal. Until then you can spend your time cleaning my boot."

"Yes, Mistress." Jean answered and got onto her knees as she began to lick the white leather

*in New York*

Laura was nervous as she approached a cafe.

She gulped heavily as she entered...and wanted to see the person who made her heart thump.

A brown haired man wearing a smart but casual blue button shirt and jeans

Peter Parker, Spider-Man

"Hey! Laura!" Peter smiled, waving her over.

"Peter! Hi!" Laura smiled as she stood there, all dressed up for him

"Wow. You...You look amazing." Peter admitted as he felt underdressed for her.

Laura was wearing a blue dress with flat shoes and wearing a coat that covered her shoulders.

Peter, however, was wearing some casual jeans and a jacket with a white shirt underneath.

"Thank you." She smiled as they sat down together.

She had to remember everything her Mummy Emma taught her. She wanted him so bad.

"I'm sorry I look like crap." Peter apologised with an awkward smile. "Things have been...hectic around here."

"Really?" she asked, trying her best to be like a normal girl while also trying to seduce him "Why? You didn't find a clone daughter of yourself or something, did you?"

"...How did you know?" Peter inquired in shock. "I. I only found that out last week."

...

"Wait, what?!" Laura gasped in shock

"Yeah! I have a daughter, cause Ock thought it would be good to try and have a 'Spider-Clone' of his own to have. Luckily, I got there before he could corrupt her." Peter clarified.

"O-Oh..." she blinked "What... What's her name? What's she like?"

"She's called 'Jess', she's got my hair and eyes. She's wilful, a handful...loves science. Kinda like me." He admitted. "Only physically about eight... About the same age as Gabby then, thinking about it. But having a daughter suddenly throws you for a Loop."

"Tell me about it." Laura nodded, having been in his shoes less than a year ago

"Well, she's always hanging around the lab with me." Peter smiled reminiscing about it, talking about his new daughter, while Laura listened intently. This was a shocking but not unwelcome development.

"Wait, you said 'lab'. What happened since last time?" Laura inquired, as that seemed to pique her interest

"Well, I've gotten my own company now." Peter answered. "Still trying to climatise to the whole 'boss' thing."

"Wow..." Laura whispered, feeling inadequate all of a sudden

"I'm sorry, I've been rambling. What about you? What's been happening with you?" Peter inquired

"Oh... Well looking after Gabby." Laura shrugged

*with Kitty*

Kitty was dressed up in a new costume. One that hid her identity and emphasized her sexiness...and kept her hidden in plain sight.

And what she was doing right now? She was currently in a bedroom's wall...well. Two to be precise.

She wore a skin-tight sky blue bodysuit under black leather pants, a black leather top which went down to her stomach while also having long sleeves that went to her wrists. And finally there was a black hood like her original costume, which covered all of her face besides her jaw area and her eyes

"Hello~, boys." She smiled as she saw a male member of the X-Men enter his room.

Her face being the only part of it that was visible through their wall

"Wa-Ms Pride?!" the guy gasped

"Want to try something new~?" Kitty purred, grabbing their attention.

"Huh?!" The guys gasped as they saw it...and some actually left to go that way.

"A-Are you actually offering what I think you're offering?" one student stuttered

"Yes, I am. If you want to relieve your stress...I'm. Right. Here~." Kitty purred as she slapped her ass.

The guy gulped and pulled her tight leather pants down, revealing the special holes she made into her suit which gave access to her pussy and asshole

"Oh, fuck!" The student gulped as he saw it...and was getting hard by the sight

He quickly undid his belt and pulled out his cock. Spitting on his hand a bit he made sure his member was nice and wet before he filled her pussy

"Ah~! Yes!" Kitty moaned before her mouth was filled by another boy's cock. "GULK~" She gagged as her throat was filled

Kitty was caught between the wall, feeling her mouth and pussy filled by these two cocks, satisfied that she could finally be fucked by this many people.

Happy that she could feel this pleasure and just be... Used. She could relax and let everyone fuck her

*In another Room*

"And that's what happened in Tennessee." Gambit spoke as he walked with one of his friends.

"Ha! Nice one, ma friend!" Nightcrawler laughed

"I'll see you later; okay?" Gambit waved as Nightcrawler left

"See you." Kurt answered as he walked to his room.

"Ah, what a day." Gambit sighed in relief as he left the corridor and passes Rogue's bedroom, where it was quiet.

The reason? Because the room was sound proofed

If you look inside you see the place had been turned into a sex dungeon, a blonde woman in the shower all alone and humming

"Singing in the show~er~, la-di-ti-titty~!" The woman sang as she lathered herself in soaps and bubbles. The woman had long blonde hair, blue eyes, DD/E-cup breasts, toned muscles and a taut ass. "Y'know it sexy." She winked and slapped her own ass, giggling as she let the last of the suds wash off her

"Oh~, Slu~u~ut! I'm getting out!" The woman called out

"Yes Mistress Wanda!" a familiar voice called through the door

Wanda dried herself off with the towel that hung up for her...and took a twelve-inch strap-on from the side as well.

"Awww yeah!" she grinned before turning to everyone as she began to get dressed "Hello everyone, I am Wanda Wilson! Yes I am Deadpool's gender bent alternate reality version. They picked me to be Rogue's dom because lesbian BDSM is sexy and they really like the Wade/Rogue romance from a while ago. By the way, fuck Hydra Cap for ruining that beautiful thing just so Marvel could BS Rogue into marrying Gambit when the two had not been a couple for forever, especially as a stupid twist because their marriage was a twist as they were originally setting it up that Kitty and Colossus would be getting married but then Shadowcat called it off last minute."

...

"Okay, let me put it simply. I am Wanda Wilson, Lady Deadpool, and I will be fucking the living lesbian shit outta Rogue, okay? And both of us are bottom sluts for Emma. Yeah, she got me to. But with tits like those she can get anyone." she commented while showing off her red and black outfit

"Mistress, are you ready for your 'Southern Belle'?" Rouge asked as she was tied to the bed.

She was wearing her latex garments that Emma had seen before, as well as the power suppressor collar. Her arms and legs tied to each corner of the bed, spread eagle

"No. I'm ready for my Southern Bitch." Wanda smirked as she got into the bed, her red lips slamming against Rogue's which Wanda had painted green

Rogue moaned as she finally felt another person's lips without losing their memories and powers. She was soaking wet and wanted to be fucked by Wanda.

Their tongues battled, Wanda holding Rogue close and lovingly

'Cum for me you slut. I want to shove this dick deep in you!' Wanda thought happily as she had a vibrator pushed right up against Rogue's clit.

"Hmm~!" Rogue moaned in Wanda's mouth, wanting to be ploughed by her massive dildo.

She came hard, making a mess of the bed

"Oh look at that! You made a mess of my bed!" Wanda huffed, acting as if this room didn't belong to Rogue. Treating her like an object "Looks like I'm going to have to punish you Anna, spread that pussy." she smirked

"Yes! Yes, my sweet sexy dom!" Rogue moaned and spread her legs open as best as she could. "Please mistress, ruin my southern flower!"

"Hell yea~h!" She smiled and slammed her strap-on deep within Rogue's pussy, making a bump in her stomach from fucking hard.

The deep black plastic member fit Rogue nicely and then some. Wanda bucked her hips lightly, moving it in circles inside the brunette without actually thrusting

"Hmm~, yeah~, baby!" Wanda smiled as she played with her. "I'm gonna make you scream!"

"Yes~!" she smiled happily "Use me Mistress! I'll scream your name forever!" she said happily and lovingly "I love you Mistress!"

"I love you to." Wanda nodded and kissed her, before using her hips to start pounding Rogue's pussy happily

'Oh~, if I could get this sexy bitch stuffed 24/7, I would!' Wanda thought lustfully.

*with Jubilee*

Jubilee was walking through the mansion nervously, keeping her legs together as she didn't want people to see just yet.

She was wearing her normal outfit of a pink tube top, blue booty shorts and a bright yellow raincoat with pink sunglasses. Her eyes flickered around as she reached a door... before she rushed in and locked it. This room was given to her by Ms Frost, it use to be a janitor's closet. She rushed to her spot, using her powers to cut a hole in the wall... revealing the next door room, the boys toilets.

Or at least a stall in the boys toilets, which had the toilet removed

She licked her lips and waited for someone to come...and she was eager.

She couldn't wait! She had been tempted for a week and a half, and she was finally giving into the thrill!

"Huh? Sperm toilet? Who put up this joke sign." the voice of someone outside the stall scoffed

'Open it. Please~!' She thought as she waited

Creeeak~

'Yes!'

"Hey, where's the toilet?" the guy blinked

"Hello handsome." Jubilee said in a sexy voice, pushing her tongue through the hole in the wall so he could see

"What? The absolute. Fuck?" The man asked in shock as he heard the slutty voice and saw her tongue.

"What, never heard of a glory hole?"

"A 'glory hole'? Like in a cheesy porno?" The man asked. 'I know that voice.'

"Come on~! You gonna give me your dick! It's free!" Jubilee whined

"Free?" The man asked

"Uh-huh." She responded

"...Okay." He relinquished and walked towards her.

He unzipped his pants, pushing his cock through the hole. "So...What're you go-AH~!" The moan asked and moaned, feeling her suction and soft lips, the cock melting warmth of her mouth as her tongue worked the shaft. She captured the head into her mouth and was sucking happily, lustfully. She was moaning her head off, worshiping the head while her hand wrapped around the rest of his member and jacked him off.

"O-Oh fuck!" The boy gasped, as he was effectively humping her face or the wall, depending where you saw this.

But it felt amazing!

'I'm use to sucking blood from when I was a vampire. But his cock tastes so much better!' she thought

*with Emma*

Emma and Jean where walking through the manor, heading towards her office with Emma being sure to walk very slowly

'D-damn her...!' Jean thought as she was following behind her. She was so wet, she needed this so bad! And Emma just continued to taunt her like this! 'Just. Let. Me. Fuck!' She thought angrily. As they finally arrived in Emma's office... and Jean was quickly pulled into a kiss, white and red lipstick instantly smearing against each other and turning both of their lips a soft pink.

'Yes Mistress, your lips are so soft!' she thought

Jean used her powers to make her green bodysuit fade away, leaving her in just her golden elbow length gloves, her golden sash and her golden thigh high boots/stockings

Emma, meanwhile, threw away her sports bra and cape and was currently undoing her pants

'You're a horny little bird; aren't you~?' Emma teased as both their breasts pressed against each other. Once they broke the kiss and Emma removed her pants, quickly slipping her boots back on, she pushed Jean onto the coach so she was bent over it. With the red head in position Emma quickly licked her gloved fingers and pushed them into Jean's pussy

"AH~!" Jean moaned as she felt her body arch back, inadvertently levitating some objects.

"Yeah, that's a pretty pussy." Emma urged "Look at it drip."

"A-Are you? Going to. Fuck me. Now?" Jean panted as she wanted this more and more.

"Oh? Are my fingers not enough for you?" Emma asked, slipping a third and a fourth into the red heads vagina

A pulse of energy erupted from Jean, making her moans even louder as she bucked her hips.

*in New York, with Laura*

"I'm sorry for the mess, ahead of time." Peter apologised as he and Laura walked to his new apartment. "Jess and I often have a lot of science stuff on the go."

"It's fine." she commented... and froze at the sight before her

It was a mansion-sized apartment, probably the biggest one in all of New York. And all of it was littered with scientific notes and scribblings. Small prototype schematics and designs, even scaled models.

"... How did you make a room this big this messy?" was all she could ask

"Two weeks of lack of sleep, adrenaline and a tonne of coffee." Peter whispered as they stepped over the papers, while picking some up.

"Welcome home, Peter. I see you have a guest." A feminine voice spoke through the room.

"Yeah. KAREN, this is Laura. Laura, this is KAREN, my personal assistant AI." Peter introduced the voice to Laura.

"... You have an AI?"

"He does, I am Peter's gift from Tony Stark. Though, Peter has seen fit to personalise me with my own identity and ego." KAREN answered. "I should inform you, Jess has finally fallen to sleep."

"Oh thank goodness." he sighed

"Oh." Laura pouted a bit

"She is in her bed; it would be unwise to wake her, but I can at least show you her picture." KAREN offered making Laura freeze up, shocked the AI could read her

"I... yeah, sure." she nodded

Appearing on screen was a picture of both Peter and a brown-haired girl, both wearing scientist goggles and clothing, working hard on a project for longer-lasting and stronger web-fluid.

"... Awww..." Laura muttered with a smile 'I am gonna be her step-mother.' she thought without hesitation

"Here we go." Peter whispered as he finally picked up enough papers to get to their seats, bedroom and bathroom without treading on them.

"Huh?" she blinked, her attention returning to him

"Oh, I've just made room. Sorry I haven't been a good host yet." Peter apologised as he walked to her. "...Are you okay? You look flushed."

"Yes." she nodded with a blush

"...KAREN, can you give us a minute, please?" Peter asked

"Of course." She responded and went away.

"Laura. Are you okay?" He asked, before his lips were set upon by her own. His eyes widened, the two falling on the couch. "Hmm! Laura!" Peter gasped as he broke the kiss. "Where is this coming from?"

"Since I first met you."

"Oh my god." Peter rolled his eyes and shook his head, before kissing her back, making Laura purr happily. "Thought I was the only one." Peter quickly broke the kiss before going back to it.

"Hmm?! What do you mean?" she asked as she broke the kiss and began to strip

"I like you too. A long time now." Peter explained, seeing her slowly naked body "You are beautiful."

Laura's eyes welled up with emotions as she heard that, almost shoving her breasts into his face. "Yes~! Please take me!" she begged and cried lightly

"Hmm. One. Second." Peter spoke as he used his strength and carried Laura like a bride to the bedroom. "I need to treat you properly."

"Like a bitch?" she grinned cheekily

"I was going to say 'like a princess'; but yeah. I'll treat you like a bitch if you want." Peter answered as he dropped her to the bed and stripped off his shirt, revealing his hot abs making her wet.

*elsewhere in New York*

We see a pair of figures, one clad in blue/black and one in red, fighting ninja on a rooftop. One with energy blades coming off her hands, the other with sais

"I've got to say. I'm glad you've come with me, Psylocke." The red-clothed woman spoke up

"No problem Elektra. Not the biggest fan of the Hand myself." Psylocke replied

Elektra, a Greecian beauty with flowing black hair and blue eyes, D-Cup breasts wearing a red leotard, boots and arm bracers, a red bandana cap and a long sash around her waist. "So, where to next? Cause I think we should be done for tonight."

"Yes. Yes we should." Psylocke nodded, finishing off the last member of the Hand... And then staring at Elektra

"Something the matter?" Elektra asked as she unintentionally swung her hips.

"No. Everything is perfect." Psylocke said openly

Elektra chuckled lightly. "You say the oddest things at times." as she kicked her leg back, flashing her foot a bit as if beckoning her "Follow me." she ordered

"Okay." Psylocke smiled, geting up and following her, using her powers to levitate slightly.

Elektra jumped and ran through the city, over rooftops. She did a small jump and flip, the two slipping into an apartment

"I'm sorry it's small. Hell's Kitchen isn't known for its ritzy apartments." Elektra apologised

"It's fine." Betsy nodded hopefully

"So, what would you like? Tea? Water? Cheesecake?" Elektra asked

"Your feet." Psylocke said without thinking

"My feet?" Elektra asked questioning her.

"Y-yes." Psylocke blushed and nodded

"...Why didn't you say so?" Elektra smirked as she sat on her bed, extending her legs in those red boots/stockings

Besty smiled and knelt down to Elektra's feet and began to worship them, stroking and kissing their shape and form.

Her fingers rushed her arches and the sides of her heels, her lips peppering the toes with kisses while she occasionally brought her tongue up and down the entire sole of the foot. The red material quickly began to turn into a darker maroon, Betsy's saliva soaking in

"Hmm~, you're not bad. Definitely had practice." She smiled as she felt Betsy's wonderful worship of her feet. "But how about I show you how it's really done?"

"How it's 'really' done?" She asked, as Elektra switched places with her.

Psylocke was pulled onto the bed, sitting at the head board while Elektra was sitting at the other end. Their legs crossed each other, Elektra's red clad foot still in Betsy's face. Meanwhile the Greek warrior as holding the blue clad foot of the Mutant... And began to roughly lick and bite it slowly and deeply

Betsy instantly started moaning, her head falling back.

'Such a slutty moan.' Elektra thought with a smirk as she teased her feet.

She began to suck on all of her toes, moaning at the taste of the Asian's feet through her suit

"Fuck! Fuck!" Betsy was moaning, amazed at how much more skilled Elektra was than her

'She loves this.' Elektra thought as she played with them. "Want mo~re?"

"Yes!"

Elektra smiled as she released Betsy's feet and walked to a drawer and pulled out a pair of ankle cuffs. "Is this alright with you?" She asked

"I-sure." Psylocke gulped, wondering what would happen

"The safe-word." Elektra spoke as she put one clasp on one foot. "Is 'Heaven'. Okay?" As she clasped the second ankle

*Elsewhere*

Up in the sky, Ororo Monroe was flying above New York... naked

She felt liberated, free, the costume was no longer there and she could be more 'one with herself'.

She span slightly, smiling proudly at herself

'When was the last time I actually let myself be this free?' She thought to herself as she remembered being like this all the time as a child, back when she was worshiped as a goddess.

'I wonder what people would say if they saw me?' She thought perversely as she felt herself get wet.

"Well well. What do we have here?" a powerful voice said from behind her as the sound of jetboots filled her ear.

Ororo turned around and saw who was behind her. There, clad in dark grey metal, draped in a green hooded cloak with golden clasps and a skull-like mask was Victor Von Doom. Dr Doom. The King of Latveria. And currently the man who held the title of Iron Man.

"Ororo, it has been far too long." He greeted

"Yes, it has." She answered, unashamed that she was currently naked in front of one of the most powerful men in the world. In fact... That thrilled her more.

"May Doom ask what you are doing in New York... In such beautiful attire?" He asked like a gentleman

"Be honest, Victor. I'm here in New York's skyline in the nude because I want to be." Ororo answered. "Why're you here?"

"I detected a weather anomaly. Investigating such an anomaly was only obvious. And the choice to stay was rather simple, as the beauty before me is unmatched." Doom responded as gentlemanly as always

"Whoops. Sorry." Ororo apologised as she realised she might've accidentally caused a storm behind her. "So. Are you after the perp?" She asked, not feigning ignorance but wondered what Victor would do to her.

"I am." he nodded, a metal hand reaching for her cheek. Slowly, looking for permission

"Now that you've found her...What will you do now~?" Ororo teased as she floated towards him as she accepted his hand on her cheek, letting him hold it gently.

With a mechanical clunk his helmet opened, showing a handsome face "I'm guessing I could do whatever I wanted and she wouldn't complain." He said before kissing her

Ororo moaned as she hugged Victor, her breasts pressing against the cold metal of Victor's suit as their lips pressed together, Victor's hands holding her waist.

'You're a tempest, Ororo.' Victor thought as he teleported himself and her away

"Huh?" she blinked

"I thought we might convene this in more 'suitable' accommodations." Victor answered as they appeared before a large majestic bed.

"Incredible!" she muttered

"Does this please you?" He asked

"I would prefer it if people could see." she admitted

"Oh. I apologise." He answered as he pointed to an open window where people could look up at Doom.

The people could see the two of them, as Doom pulled her flush against his body "The people will see Doom conquering his new queen then, will they?" he asked rhetorically and with passion

"'New Queen'?" She smiled as she rubbed his crotch. "I like the sound of it."

He nodded and kissed her, the crotch of his armour opening up

"How big-?" Ororo gasped at Victor's member

"One does have to keep things quiet." Victor answered "You may scream as loud as you desire. Let them all know the pleasure a goddess feels."

Ororo smiled as she walked to the balcony and spread her legs open for him. "Try it...My future King."

*Elsewhere*

A blue skinned woman was walking through the mansion, licking her lips in an almost over dramatic fashion with a slurping sound as she did so

She had D-Cup breasts wearing a white cloak-like dress with a golden belt, bob-cut red hair and yellow eyes, round luscious hips and a toned figure. This was Raven Darkholme, Mystique

She was a recent member of the X-Men, having turned over a new leaf

And right now, she was going to teach some of her students.

"Hello everyone." she smiled, seeing seven different male students and three female ones waiting for her in a classroom. She locked the door behind her, all of them looking a bit confused

"Um, Miss? Why did you lock the door?" One of the female students asked nervously.

"Because we are going to have some fun." she smirked and dropped her dress

She was gorgeous!

"Now~. Let me show you how to pleasure a woman." She smiled. "Hmm...You, Franklin. What is your preference"?

"My... Preference?"

"Of course. Blonde? Thin? Blue eyes? Massive ass?" Mystique asked as she began to change her body in correspondence with her list. "Smaller chest? Dark skin? What do you like?"

She ran her fingers over the boys chin, smiling "I can be whatever you want."

Gulp!

"O-Okay." He shuddered, looking at the nude Mystique.

To emphasise this she turned into Ms Marvel, She-Hulk and then Spiderwoman before returning to her normal form and gaining a penis before reverting to normal

"Yes and I want to make a group of young and powerful children like you feel pleasure, so use me as you wish." Mystique nodded

*elsewhere*

We were... In hell

There, we see Magik was currently walking through the massive landscape which was the real of sinners, a place she knew all too well...and kicked ass while there.

And beside her was another girl

It was a short red-haired girl, with blue eyes, whisker markings on her cheeks, wearing an orange jumpsuit and red jacket and boots.

The suit and jacket having a series of spikes on them

"I can't believe you find this fun." The red head said with a roll of her eyes

"It helps relieve stress." Magik answered. "You might enjoy it." She stabbed her sword into the ground, leaning against it. All around them where the dead bodies of demons, who faded into dust.

"You say that." The girl sighed and saw Magik enjoying herself.

"Come on, Rachel." Magik asked as she stood up straight and began to strip off her tight latex looking sports top and shorts, revealing the lacy underwear she wore beneath

"You know, I'd think your costume would be more your kink than that." Rachel Summers commented

"Yes, but it is what I always wear." Magik pointed out "But this? It makes feel special and sensual. Ms Frost really knows what she's doing."

"Of course she does. She's a telepath." Rachel nodded

...

"It's not mind control, is it?"

"... No Illyana. It isn't mind control." Rachel sighed as she face palmed "Her therapy sessions may come across as that but it's not."

"Then... What is it?" she asked

"It's like... Okay. So she looking through your subconscious, now imagine your subconscious is a DVD collection." Rachel explained

"... Okay..." the blonde nodded while rubbing her breasts lazily

"Really? Right now? Could you not?" The red head sighed

"What? You sound sexy when you explain stuff."

"Whatever. So, she is looking through your subconscious."

"The DVD collection, right?"

"Exactly. And she finds one DVD you bought and enjoy, but you keep secret and don't think about. She picks that DVD out to you and says 'hey, you like this right? Want to watch it?' and you have the choice to try it or not."

"And if you try it? Then what? She brainwashes you into obsessing about it?"

"Illyana, it is not brainwashing!" Rachel groaned "No. You enjoy it and then she suggests you watch these other movies from the same director or in the same genre. Again, you choose to go along with her suggestion or not. And if you agree she only encourages you to keep going. And if you decide to indulge, it is your choice. Also considering how pent up everyone at the mansion was, no wonder some members of the team have gone a bit crazy with it. "

"So... Did you give in?"

"No. I decided to hand the DVD back." Rachel replied "The fetishes she found in my mind where rather disturbing and while I was tempted, I decided not to go along with them. Stupid Hound training, ruined me with fetishes."

"Oh." Illyana said, slightly disappointed, before she grinned "Well maybe I can help you find new ones? Ever had a threesome with a girl and her brother?"

*with Emma and Jean*

The red head was bouncing happily, moaning as a transparent blue strap on spread her ass wide

"AH~! Fuck! Fuck me! Yes! So good!" Jean moaned as she let her hair fall down her back.

"You look so good, you pretty little bitch." Emma said lustfully and joyfully, kissing her while her hands pawed at the red heads ass cheeks

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming! AH~!" Jean moaned as she climaxed

"Hmm~ you look so beautiful like that." Emma moaned

"Yes, she does." A voice spoke up.

"Huh?" Both Jean and Emma looked at the door, where Logan was standing casually and holding a beer in his hand.

"Oh, don't stop on my account." Logan joked lightly. "I was enjoying it."

"Logan?" Jean blushed

"Yep." He nodded

"...How long were you there for?" Emma asked

"Between the fingerbanging and the sixty-nine. Never knew you had it in you, Jean." He responded casually. "Kinda wish I was recording. Shows how into it you both were though, since you didn't notice."

The two women blushed as Logan just admitted at that. "...Want to join?" Emma offered

*with Laura and Peter*

It was some hours later, both Peter and Laura were snuggling under the quilts of their bed, exhausted and content, looking lovingly in each other's eyes.

"That was amazing." she smiled

Peter smiled back as he looked at Laura. "...Want to make this official?"

"Official?" she asked before she began to laugh "I let you fuck my ass, I screamed your name and mumbled 'I love you' so much my throat still hurts and you don't think it's official?"

"...Is? Is that a 'yes'?" He asked nervously.

"Yes it's a yes!" she laughed and slapped his chest lightly

Peter just smirked and hugged her close, letting her laugh.

*With Ororo*

Ororo screamed one name again and again and again "VICTOR! VICTOR! VICTOR!"

"Ororo... Take this!" Doom grunted as he came inside her

Ororo's powers crackled up in the air as she climaxed, causing a climactic thunderstorm.

Victor grunted and pulled Ororo close once again, feeling her luscious body against his armour. "Will you be my Queen, Ororo?" He asked tenderly.

"Yes~..." she panted with a wide grin, a dopy grin of endless ecstasy

And the crowed below cheered

"Then we will wed." He smiled

*Elsewhere*

We return to Rogue's room, and the sight of the souther bell with her insane... Ly hot lover

"Good save." Wanda answered as she snuggled with Rogue.

"Mistress. Who're you talking to?" Rogue panted, still in a 'fucked stupor'.

"No-one, hun." She smiled and snuggled into Rogue's D-Cup bosoms. "No one. Love you."

*elsewhere*

We see Kitty, still enjoying the fucking as the boys kept going

"God. I'm tapped." A guy, out of a pile of ten panted as they had filled Kitty...And she looked like she was in heaven.

She slipped through both walls, falling into a heap on the cleaning cupboards floor with cum pouring out of her vagina, asshole and mouth with even more sperm covering her ass, thighs, hands, breasts and face

"Oh fuck I loved that..." she said in pure euphoria "Once a month... I am doing this at least once a month..."

*Elsewhere*

In the classroom, Mystique in the guise of another heroine, was cuddling a female student gently. "Good work, everyone." as she sat all of the students hugging each other and leaking sexual fluids. "You all get 'A's." She smirked

*Elsewhere*

Jubilee closed up the hole she made in the wall as she panted. Her shorts in the ground besides her, her orgasms drooling down her thighs while her face was caked in cum and her stomach filed

"I should come here for lunch every day." she smiled happily, the fact she had no idea who she was blowing or ticking making this so hot for her

*in Emma's office

Logan grunted as he held Jean's hips. The red head was on her back, her legs spread wide as she held the heels of her boots to keep them that way. Logan was slamming into her pussy with abandon, showing his love and his lust

Emma, meanwhile, was holding Jean's throat as she fucked her face with her fake dick

"Gotta say Frost... You've really changed the school." Logan grunted as he worked

"What can I say? I was bored." she joked

"Well, you've revealed every other woman to their fetishes." Logan snarled as he moved in and out of Jean faster and faster "What's yours?"

"Isn't it obvious, Darling? Dominating girls." she smirked and kissed him

The two moaned and growled, their tongues battling while they bit each others' lips every now and again

"Alright girls. I'm getting close." he snarled and pulled out of Jean "And Jeanie, I think we have more than enough kids between us for now. So get on your Red, you to White. I'm gonna blow."

"Sounds hot." Emma moaned as she pulled out of Jean's throat

"BWAH!" Jean coughed as her airway was free, her face already a mess from her own saliva. The two quickly got into position, in their knees and pushing their breasts together as they extended their tongues

"Fuck!" Logan roared as he came all over their faces, watching we the beautiful sight unfolded before him

Both Jean and Emma moaned as they felt his warm seed cover them, releasing in the feeling. As he finished the two lapped at his head, collecting any last drops of his baby batter

Once they were sure he was finished Emma grabbed Jean's neck and began to lick all the cum off Jean's face, moaning at the taste, before she spat it into Jean's mouth

The red head moaned at being degraded like that before the two kissed, moaning at the taste of Logan's man milk and the others lips

"Damn it, you two are too hot!" Logan groaned lustfully already hard again "And unfortunate for you, Healing Factor. No refractory period. I can literally fuck and cum for weeks straight and never run out."

'Hmm~' Emma thought to the two telepathically 'An inexhaustible beast of a sex machine and a lovingly slutty red head beauty... It is good to be the queen.'

To be continued

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