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Festival of X

Chapter 18: Dominating Respect

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Temple Dormitories
‘This way, Mr. Summers. Ms. Frost has something very important to show you.’
Scott had been following this telepathic message since he first heard it. It came shortly after Emma made her announcement. He had intended to catch up with Jean, who he knew was catching a quick snack with Amara. After their little heart-to-heart earlier, he was supposed to be past worrying about Emma. Now he wasn’t so sure anymore.
He noticed that a number of his teammates were nowhere to be found. He didn’t see any indication that they were in danger, but it was definitely odd to see them disappear so shortly after Emma’s announcement. He also hadn’t heard from Jean either, who was probably concerned as well. For the moment, she hadn’t warned him or anything. He also didn’t sense anything through their link to indicate that she was in trouble. Yet as he followed this strange telepathic signal, he remained on alert.
“What are you up to, Emma?” he said to himself, “We just laid so many issues to rest. Are you really going to push it already?”
‘Don’t assume too much, Mr. Summers. Ms. Frost isn’t as devious as you think...relatively speaking.’
Scott cringed as he heard these strange telepathic voices echo in his head. Someone had clearly accessed his mind and wasn’t being very subtle about it either.
“Who the hell is this?!” he demanded out loud, “I married a telepath who taught me all about psychic shielding? How the hell are you accessing my mind?”
‘You have a skilled mind, Mr. Summers...even while you’re clearly intoxicated by wine and numerous orgasms. Only a very skilled telepath could possibly work around them. When you find us, I promise it’ll all make sense.’
Scott rubbed his head as he stood in the middle of the hallway near some of the main dormitories. This telepathic voice was leading him to a particular room. He tried to figure out who this telepathic voice could belong to. It wasn’t Emma. He knew what it felt like when she was in his head and this clearly wasn’t it. While his mental shields may be a bit shaky because of the wine, they were still pretty robust. Someone would have to be very skilled to work around them and he was very curious to see who was behind this.
He eventually followed the telepathic urgings to one particular door near the end of the hallway. These dormitories weren’t the most opulent dwellings in the temple, making them a rather innocuous place to meet. This further heightened his suspicions as he prepared to open the door.
‘Come in, Mr. Summers. Don’t keep us waiting.’
Remaining on alert, Scott carefully opened the door and entered the dormitory. What he discovered both surprised and intrigued him. Three attractive teenage blonds were laying in the bed, lustfully groping one another and giggling playfully. He immediately recognized them as the Stepford Cuckoos, which answered some of his questions while raising plenty others.
“Hello, Mr. Summers,” greeted a Celeste in a very playful tone.
“We’re glad you could join us,” said an equally playful Mindee.
“You’re looking quite well. I see that uniform of yours didn’t hide all of your physical endowments,” said Phoebe as she sensually licked her lips.
“They should come in quite handy for what we have planned!” added Mindee.
“In more ways than one!” added Celeste, “I’m getting wet just looking at him!”
“You’re in good company!” said Phoebe.
For a moment, Scott stood in a frozen daze as he watched the three telepathic triplets put on an erotic show for him. They began fondling each other’s breasts, exchanging sensual kisses, and rubbing around one another’s cleanly shaven pussy. It was a very erotic sight for any man with aphrodisiac-laced wine in his system. Not long ago, it was discovered that the Stepford Cuckoos were cloned daughters of Emma Frost. As such, they bore both her beauty and her seductive personality. Scott’s suspicion soon turned to arousal as he took in the erotic scene before him.
As the Cuckoos fondled one another, their own arousal escalated. The wine was just starting to kick in, causing their folds to become engorged with moist arousal. Seeing a naked Scott Summers in front them also helped. Ms. Frost had not been exaggerating when she described his naked body to them. He was so perfectly toned and very well-hung. Ms. Frost called him a prime male specimen, giving them all the more reason to treat him with the utmost care. And that’s exactly what they intended to do.
“Well...what are you waiting for?” they all asked in unison, “Won’t you please join us?”
“I uh...” Scott stammered.
“You clearly want to,” said Mindee, “You already have a hard-on.”
“That’s a natural reaction to seeing three naked teenage girls,” he said, trying not to sound too foolish, “Before other natural reactions kick in, I would appreciate an explanation!”
“What’s there to explain?” shrugged Phoebe, rising up so that her breasts were in full view, “You heard Ms. Frost’s message. She invited a few guests to help hatch a little plan.”
“What kind of plan?” Scott asked them.
“Do you really want to know? Or do you want to join us in bed so we can soothe all your worries away?” Celeste tempted.
“Girls...” he said with growing frustration.
“You’re making too much of this, Mr. Summers,” scoffed Mindee, “Ms. Frost has completed her penance. Did you really think she wouldn’t be exceedingly elaborate in re-asserting herself once that penance was complete?”
“She’s Emma Frost. She’s always willing to throw a few lurid surprises into the mix,” added Phoebe.
“For everyone else, her plan involves exercising certain proclivities that will remind them why she was once the White Queen,” said Celeste, “But we assure you that it’s nothing they won’t enjoy...relatively speaking.”
“But for you...the man who pierced that diamond shell of hers and captured her heart...she wanted to make sure you would be occupied in the most wonderful of ways,” said Mindee, “Those are her words, not mine.”
“And since you’ve accepted her trust and her penance, we ask on her behalf that you accept her way,” they all said in unison.
Scott’s mind continued racing while his body continued reacting. Seeing these attractive teenage girls practically urge him with their bodies to join them was making it very difficult to maintain his suspicion. But with what few logical faculties he could manage, he saw no reason to reject what they said. He had come to know Emma pretty well during their psychic affair. She was cunning in her own right, especially when it came to all things sexual. Now that she was free from her submissive role, it made sense that she would exercise some of that cunning. Emma convinced him that she was sorry for what happened between them and both he and Jean accepted it. Now she was asking him to accept another gesture.
But the Stepford Cuckoos weren’t going to let him hesitate any further. Emma warned them that he was more capable than most men in terms of being at least somewhat honorable in front of a naked woman. In order to get him to go along with this, they had to be quite insistent.
“You’re overthinking again, Mr. Summers. We can sense it,” said Phoebe.
“Never a good idea when the blood isn’t fully flowing to your brain,” teased Mindee.
“So while you’re busy thinking, why don’t we make you comfortable?” said Celeste, not hiding the lustful subtext of her tone.
The eager telepathic triplets got off the bed and practically surrounded Scott, who remained frozen in the doorway. Phoebe slammed the door shut while Celeste and Mindee grabbed him by the arms and led him over to the bed. Scott didn’t resisted their urgings, his thoughts eventually catching up with his arousal. This may be one instance where over-analyzing a situation was not in his best interests.
As soon as they reached the bed, the Cuckoos eagerly pinned him atop the soft sheets. They then crawled onto the bed with him and began pawing his upper body in a very sensual manner. They rubbed their hands over his chest and arms, enjoying the warm feel of his well-toned upper-body. They also kissed and licked around his neck and chest, giving his nipples a little tease as Ms. Frost had instructed. And he seemed to respond just as she said he would, letting out soft moans of contentment.
“Comfortable yet?” they all asked.
“Mmm...very much so,” said Scott in a deeper tone, “Is this all part of Emma’s plan?”
“She only offered us tips and guidance. From here on out, it’s all us!”
The three telepathic triplets stepped up their erotic teasing, becoming more and more aggressive with their touching. This was their first time taking on a man of this caliber. They were certainly not virgins. But their sexual experience was limited so they would have to put in some extra effort for this man. He was important to Ms. Frost and as such deserved the very best they had to offer.
After allowing Scott to enjoy their soft hands and talented lips, the Cuckoos directed their actions further down his body. They began coordinating their efforts, starting by kissing around his chest and working their way down to his manhood. By now he was almost fully erect. Given their limited sexual experience, the three girls couldn’t help but marvel at it.
“Wow! It’s even bigger than Ms. Frost said it was!” said Mindee.
“Ooh, I can’t wait to feel it inside me!” said Celeste.
“You’ll get your chance...after I taste it first!” said Phoebe.
Phoebe stopped admiring and hungrily engulfed Scott’s cock. She let out a deep purr, indicating that it tasted every bit as good as it looked. Mindee and Celeste could only watch jealously as their sister slid her lips along the length of his shaft while playfully licking around the tip. They still coordinated their efforts. Mindee gently rubbed his balls while Celeste squeezed the base of his shaft. Scott certainly seemed to enjoy it, letting out more content moans as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the hot slithering sensations around his dick.
“Come on, sister! Don’t hog it!” Celeste pouted.
“Yeah! Give us a chance to taste it!” said Mindee.
“Mmm...no need to be impatient. There’s plenty of him to go around!” grinned Phoebe.
Phoebe sensually licked up the length of his shaft a few more times, shooting Scott a few erotic glances in the process. She couldn’t tell if he even noticed, but he clearly got the message. Before she could get too into it, Mindee shoved her aside so she could taste him too. She was much more thorough, bobbing her head along the length of Scott’s shaft with burning hunger. It was a little sloppy, once again indicating their inexperience. Scott even winced a few times, but he still seemed to enjoy it.
“You’re doing it wrong! Here, let me show you how give quality oral sex!” said Celeste as she shoved Mindee off.
“Hey! I wasn’t done yet!” Mindee protested.
“Take it easy, girls,” said Phoebe, who held Mindee back before she could fight her sister, “It’s not about us, remember? It’s about the handsome man Ms. Frost has tasked us with pleasing. And we don’t want to disappoint Ms. Frost now, do we?”
“All the more reason to let me have a taste!” grinned Celeste.
Mindee was still disappointed that she didn’t get to suck him off a bit longer, but didn’t make a scene as Celeste went to work on Scott’s cock. By now he was fully erect. Celeste actually found it a bit difficult to get his full length in so she focused more on using her hands and tongue, gently stroking along his shaft while licking around the sensitive glands. As she sucked him, she also used her free hand to fondle her pussy. All this sucking and touching was getting her very wet. Mindee and Phoebe were feeling it too. Any inclination to argue with one another was quickly overshadowed by their arousal.
“Come on, sisters! Let’s work together rather than fight!” said Celeste while sliding her hand over the tip of Scott’s cock, “Does this handsome man not deserve our cooperation?”
“I suppose so,” sighed Mindee as she looked over Scott’s naked form.
“And I think I know just how to get him ready!” grinned Phoebe.
The Cuckoos began coordinating again. After allowing Celeste a few more moments of oral teasing, they surrounded Scott’s dick and pressed their breasts against it. Having inherited Emma’s genetics for ample cleavage, they had bigger breasts than regular teenage girls. Armed with that cleavage, they squeezed his cock around a mesh of fleshy orbs. They giggled playfully as they pushed their breasts together and worked up and down his shaft, evoking deeper moans from Scott in the process.
“Ooh fuck!” Scott grunted, “Emma...taught you girls well.”
“Indeed she did,” they all purred, “And we intend to put her teachings to good use. You’re going to fuck each one of us. You’re going to fill us with your cum and you’re going to enjoy every second of it!”
They sounded so innocent yet naughty when they spoke in unison. It wasn’t lost on Scott that these were teenage girls and Emma Frost’s cloned daughters no less. However, he was too intoxicated with arousal to dwell on it. This is what Emma wanted to do with him for this plan of hers and he found trusting this plan increasingly appealing.
Sensing he was ready, the three telepathic triplets rose up from his cock and prepared their next round of coordination. All this teasing and touching had left them all very aroused. Only one thing could sate their desires at this point.
“Since I was last to suck his dick, it’s only fair that I be the first one to fuck it,” said Celeste, “I hope you don’t plan to fight me over this.”
“I could, but that would mean denying this man his pleasure and I’m certainly not going to do that,” said Mindee.
“Just don’t wear him out too much!” urged Phoebe, “Leave something for us!”
“No promises,” said Celeste as she licked her lips intently.
Her sisters moved back to give Celeste some space while she crawled on top of the naked X-leader and straddled his waist. Scott adjusted himself accordingly, placing both feet on the bed and grasping the young blonde's hips as she positioned herself over his erect penis. Once she felt the tip around her wet opening, she slowly lowered herself onto his dick. His hard length penetrated her tight pussy, stretching her inner muscles in a way that took a moment to adjust to. But once it was all the way inside her, the teenage blonde let out a sharp gasp.
“How does it feel, sister?” asked Phoebe intently.
“Ohhh! It...it’s inside me! So deep!” Celeste exclaimed.
“Then what are you waiting for? Ride that dick!” urged Mindee, “Ride it till you cum!”
Celeste didn’t need any further encouragement. She leaned forward slightly, placing both hand firmly on Scott’s chest. With her tight pussy surrounding Scott’s member, she began rocking her hips. She was slow at first, once again indicating her inexperience. But Scott guided her along, using his grip on her hips to work her along the length of his dick. Eventually, she settled into a steady series of gyrations. Her wet fold slithered up and down the length of his penis, filling them both with waves of pleasure. Celeste let out high-pitched gasps with each motion, her expression awash with ecstasy.
Scott kept his eyes closed for the most part, simply savoring the tight feeling around his penis. Her teenage pussy was so hot and tight. She was so eager with every motion, making the experience gap all the more apparent. But Scott kept guiding her through. Emma had clearly gone to great lengths to set this up. While he would normally have reservations about having sex with teenage girls, the ritual provided an appropriate backdrop. These were also Emma Frost’s cloned daughters. She trusted him to please them and he wasn’t about to disappoint her.
As Celeste had sex with Scott, Mindee and Phoebe watched with growing impatience. Celeste really looked to be enjoying herself. Just watching her ride Scott’s dick was getting them more worked up. While they watched, the two girls playfully fondled one another. Mindee rugged her sister’s breasts with one hand while fondling her pussy with the other. Phoebe returned the favor by licking around her nipples and fingering both her pussy and ass. It added to their arousal while also giving Celeste further incentive to finish.
“Ooh hurry up, Celeste! Don’t wear him out before we have our share!” groaned Phoebe.
“Yeah, I can sense you’re close! Cum already!” said Mindee.
“Just...just a little longer!” gasped Celeste, “I...I want him to cum too! I want him to fill me up!”
“Are...are you sure?” gasped Scott, who had been holding back.
“It’s okay, Mr. Summers,” assured Mindee, “Miss Frost put us all on birth control the day we started filling out bras.”
“Go on and give it to her!” grinned Phoebe, “And if you’re worried about wearing your dick out, there’s no need. We’ve got that covered!”
The girls clearly knew what they were doing. Emma had clearly given them advice and detailed instructions. Knowing Emma’s sexual talents first hand, Scott heeded their requests. He stopped holding back and fucked the blonde teenager harder as they both neared their peaks.
The pace of Celeste’s gyrations increased as she approached her orgasm. As she rode his dick harder, she leaned back a bit and roughly fondled her bouncing breasts. Scott opened his eyes and took in the erotic sight of the beautiful teen riding him, thrusting his hips upwards and bouncing her naked form until they both climaxed. After a few hard thrusts, Celeste threw her head back and let out an orgasmic moan. Her inner muscles quickly tightened around his member, helping Scott climax as well. As he released a thick stream of fluid inside her, he let out a deep grunt. The familiar feelings of pleasure were intense, but the sensations were secondary to the experience.
“Ooh it feels so good! I...I can feel his cum inside me! ” Celeste exclaimed breathlessly.
“Congratulations, sister. You’ve had sex with Scott Summers,” said Mindee dryly, “Now soak in the afterglow on your own time! Let your sisters have their fill!”
Mindee didn’t wait for Celeste to accommodate her request. She beat Phoebe to the punch and pulled Celeste off Scott. Phoebe had to help Celeste settle back on the bed, still clearly swimming in the orgasmic bliss of her orgasm. As she recovered, Mindee went to work on Scott. His climax made his dick somewhat sensitive. But before it could soften, she utilized another trick Miss Frost had taught them.
“I know the wine is supposed to help a man’s refractory period,” she told him, “But no amount of aphrodisiac can ever take the place of old fashioned telepathic tampering!”
While Scott was still somewhat dazed, he felt Mindee strike his mind with a telepathic probe. It wasn’t overly forceful, but it was carefully directed. It stimulated his mind in a way that caused his body to react in a very specific manner. That reaction involved his dick staying fully erect while the sensitivity quickly wore off.
“My head...Emma taught you that trick too?” muttered Scott.
“You didn’t block it off. I take it you’ve felt it before,” she quipped.
“Emma taught it to my wife. Trust me, I’m used to it,” he said with a wry grin.
Scott was now getting into the spirit of Emma’s plan and rose up from the bed. He pleasantly surprised Mindee casually laying her down like a good man ought to and positioning himself over her. The blonde teenager eagerly spread her legs so Scott could guide his dick towards her pussy. Now propped on his knees, he grabbed her by the thighs and held her legs apart as he thrust into her.
“Ooh, Mr. Summers! You...you do have a naughty side after all!” Mindee purred as she felt his length fill her depths.
“That’s something else you can thank Emma for,” he grinned.
Showing off his stamina and strength, Scott proceeded to move his hips back and forth. His rigid member slithered in and out of Mindee’s pussy, rocking her teenage body accordingly on the bed. As his manhood filled her tight depths, she let out high-pitched squeals that were practically identical to Celeste. She also eagerly fondled her breasts as they bounced in conjunction with each of Scott’s thrusts.
It was another erotic show for Celeste and Phoebe. By now, Celeste had recovered from her orgasmic heights. She watched as Scott gave her sister the same thorough fuck that he gave her. She could sense Mindee experiencing the same thrills. She could also sense Scott really enjoying himself. The wine may have been a major influence, but she suspected that he and Miss Frost had come to quite an understanding of sorts. Compared to what the other men would experience under her plan, he must have said and done all the right things to earn such a role.
While Celeste admired Scott’s efforts, Phoebe remained impatient. She had worked up quite a bit of arousal. Her pussy was dripping wet and she was so eager to feel what her sisters had felt that she gathered some of fluids from Celeste’s pussy with her fingers and hungrily licked it up. It was sheer torture watching and waiting like this. Celeste had to hold her back at one point.
“It tastes so good,” said Phoebe as she licked up every last drop of fluid from her hand, “I want to feel it so bad!”
“Patience, dear sister. You’ll get your chance,” said Celeste, keeping her sister restrained, “Mr. Summers isn’t going to let a woman leave his bed unsatisfied.”
“For his sake, he damn well better!” said Phoebe intently.
“He will. After all, Ms. Frost trained him!” she reminded.
Emma’s influence continued to show as he fucked Mindee towards another orgasm. He alternated between slow and steady thrusts and a more heated pace. This helped build up the feeling so Mindee could enjoy it just as Celeste had. It also helped him work his way towards another orgasm. Even with Mindee’s telepathic tricks, it took a bit longer with her than it did with Celeste. Once Mindee got close, he pushed her legs apart even wider so he could get in as deep as he could. This helped him stimulate the necessary areas to send her over the edge.
“Ooh I’m cumming, Mr. Summers! I’m cumming!” Mindee exclaimed.
“Me...me too!” gasped Scott, “Just a...little bit...more!”
But Mindee didn’t wait for him. With her legs now in a wide V-shape, she eagerly squeezed her breasts and threw her head back as orgasmic sensations washed over her. Her blissful cries were even louder than Celeste. Scott kept thrusting into her and Mindee eagerly accommodated him, allowing him to keep fucking her until he got his climax as well. When he felt it, he let out another deep grunt. It wasn’t as intense as the first one, but it was still every bit as enjoyable.
After Scott finished unloading his fluids into the young blonde, he pulled out and leaned back on his arms to catch his breath. Mindee lingered in her position for a moment, moaning softly as she gently rubbed the mixture of fluids that now soaked her pussy. She clearly enjoyed the feeling every bit as much as Celeste.
“Wow! You were right, sister. Miss Frost trained him well!” said Mindee with a soft purr.
“I could say the same for your girls,” said Scott as he wiped some of the sweat from his face.
“While you were rebuilding your marriage with Miss Grey, she spent more time imparting her skills to us,” said Celeste.
“And as you’ve probably noticed, we’re fast learners!” said Mindee, still on an orgasmic high.
“I hoped you learned fast as well, Mr. Summers. Because you have one last girl to satisfy!” said an extremely horny Phoebe.
Her patience had worn thin. Watching and sensing her sisters enjoy such amazing sex only fueled her own desires. Having to go last was truly agonizing, but her turn had finally come. Even as Mindee was still recovering, she practically pounced on Scott. This time Celeste didn’t hold her back. With Scott still leaning back on his arms, she smothered him with hungry kisses. As she kissed him, she employed the same telepathic trick that Mindee had used to keep his erection. While Scott was still somewhat winded, he could sense how much this teenage girl needed this. And it was only fair he give to her what he gave to her sisters.
“Mmm...is messy kissing another skill Emma taught you,” said Scott, her inexperience showing once more.
“I’m...still working on it,” she said with breathless intent, “And if it’s all the same to you, I’d like to skip the rest of the subtleties.”
Phoebe dispensed with any additional foreplay and rose up off Scott. She then rolled to the side of the king-sized bed and got on all fours. Once in position, she gave her butt a light smack as a way of presenting herself to the X-leader.
“Come on, Mr. Summers! Please have sex with me! I want it so bad!” she begged.
“Glad Emma taught you manners as well,” grinned Scott, “Don’t worry. I promise I’ll give you what I gave your sisters.”
Armed with a fresh erection from Phoebe’s telepathic trickery, Scott positioned himself behind the attractive teenage blond. He would have liked to take a few more moments to catch his breath, but he could tell this girl needed it. Rather than make her wait, he grabbed onto her well-toned ass with one hand and guided his dick towards her pussy with the other. Her folds were so moist with arousal. Watching him have sex with both her sisters had really gotten her worked up. It allowed him to easily slide his penis into her waiting vagina, filling her tight depths with his length.
“Ooh I feel it! Mr. Summers...it’s so big!” Phoebe cried out.
“It gets better,” said Celeste with a grin.
Scott gave the teenage blonde a moment to adjust to his length before he began moving his hips. He grabbed hold of her hips with both hands and began sliding his dick within the tight confines of her vagina. She was just as tight as Mindee and Celeste, making the feelings every bit as intoxicating. He had to go a little slower than he had with Mindee in order to conserve energy. He still made sure that Phoebe enjoyed herself, reaching around her and fondling her swollen clitorious to add to the sensations.
They soon established a steady, vigorous rhythm. Scott worked his hips back and forth, his pelvis smacking into her butt with every movement. Phoebe’s body rocked accordingly. She arched her back a few times and bucked her hips to supplement his movements, letting out more euphoric moans along the way. As their naked bodies moved to the sexual rhythm, Celeste and Mindee watched with grins of approval. Celeste had to help Mindee up from the bed, who was still enjoying the lingering feelings of having had sex with Scott Summers. The two girls positioned themselves right next to Phoebe, offering encouragement every step of the way.
“Pace yourself, sister. Savor it as much as you can,” said Mindee.
“Don’t let Mr. Summers do all the work either,” said Celeste, “Work that perfectly toned ass!”
“I...I know what I’m doing! Ohhh and it’s working!” Phoebe exclaimed.
The attractive teenage blonde rose up a bit, allowing her to better move her hips while Scott pumped his dick into her. It also allowed her breasts to sway more freely. Since the other girls showed a fondness for massaging their breasts, Scott reached around and grasped them with both hands. As he kept fucking her, he rubbed her well-developed orbs in a circular motion. This evoked more moans of ecstasy, adding greater intensity to every sensation.
At this point, Scott was getting somewhat fatigued. These girls hadn’t allowed him many chances to catch his breath. The only way he was going to get that chance was to satisfy these girls fully. With this in mind, he panted harder as he fucked Phoebe with greater vigor. He maintained the rhythm for about as long as he had with Celeste. He kept rubbing her breasts while working his cock within her depths, pushing her closer to her orgasm. Phoebe helped him along the way, using one hand to rub her swollen clit in a way that was perfectly synchronized to the sexual rhythm. Eventually, she felt an orgasm approaching. But as she felt it building, she decided to use one last little trick that Emma had taught her.
“I...I’m almost there, Mr. Summers! Just...just a little bit longer!” Phoebe cried out, “I’ll make sure...you enjoy it too!”
“Wha...what do you mean?” grunted Scott, focusing hard on maintaining the sexual rhythm.
“You’ll find out! Just keep going!” Phoebe urged, “Sisters...let’s reward Mr. Summers for his efforts!”
“I say he’s more than earned it!” grinned Mindee.
Scott wasn’t in a position to ponder what these girls were implying. He remained dedicated to making Phoebe climax. He wasn’t close to climaxing himself, but he wasn’t concerned about that. He did his part, giving Phoebe’s breasts a few more skilled rubs while thrusting his dick into the depths of her pussy. After a few more thorough movements, he felt the teenage blonde’s body arch as she threw her head back in ecstasy. As Phoebe had her orgasm, Mindee and Celeste sprung into action.
“Now!” they both said.
At that moment, the two young telepaths launched another telepathic probe on the X-leader’s mind. Scott felt a sudden rush through his body that culminated in an intense climax. It took him by surprise, his full sexual release triggered without him having to exert any more physical energy. It allowed him to release one last load of fluid into Phoebe’s pussy as she was cumming. While it didn’t release as much fluid as he had with Mindee and Celeste, the sensations were actually more intense. Their telepathy had apparently supercharged his orgasm, triggering waves of pleasure that surged through his body in a unique yet deeply satisfying manner.
The sensations lingered for both of them as Scott and Phoebe were frozen in their position, soaking up every ounce of pleasure. By now Scott’s body was drenched in sweat. He was clearly quite spent, as was Phoebe. After the orgasmic sensations settled, she rose up off his member and allowed him to settle back on the bed. Celeste and Mindee caught him before he could collapse. They tenderly laid him down on the center of the bed, offering affectionate gestures to help show their appreciation. Scott had been tasked with pleasing each one of them and he succeeded in every way they had hoped.
“Wow...you girls...what was that?” he asked through breathless gasps.
“Just a little something from us to you,” said Celeste.
“Another sexual talent for telepaths only,” added Mindee, “Miss Frost told us to reserve such skills only for those who truly deserve them.”
“And after what you just did for us, Mr. Summers...you definitely deserve it!” said a very content Phoebe, who needed a moment to catch her breath as well.
Scott smiled at the three attractive girls as he laid back on the bed in pure contentment. He had pretty much forgotten about his concerns surrounding Emma Frost’s elaborate plan. He had come to know her well enough to sense when she was being devious, when she was being playful, and when it was a mixture of the two. This was definitely a potent mix and the Cuckoos certain did their part.
The three teenage girls watched the X-leader settle into a relaxed state, offering a few more playful gestures before making their leave. They had fulfilled their primairy rolet in Miss Frost’s plan and it had been every bit as fulfilling as they hoped. They now understood completely why Miss Frost had fallen for this man. He was as dedicated a lover as he was a leader. That made him a quality man and for three teenage girls with little sexual experience, it left an indellible impression.
“So...what’s the next part Emma’s plan?” asked Scott curiously as the girls prepared to leave, “Or are you going to make me do even more elaborate sex acts before you tell me?”
“While we could exploit your curiosity in exchange for more lurid favors, that would just be too cruel. Even for Miss Frost,” laughed Celeste.
“And unfortunately for us, she didn’t divulge too many details beyond our role,” said Mindee, “She only told us that once we did our part, we were free to indulge. And we have every intention of doing so!”
“Like mother like cloned daughters,” chuckled Scott.
“But she also warned us that there may be a few additional tasks to complete as her plan unfolds,” added Phoebe, “So in any case, expect plenty more acts of elaborate decadence!”
“Looking forward to it,” he said.
The Stepford Cuckoos offered one final content smile to Scott before leaving him to rest. While he may be in need of a breather, the three of them were still brimming with lust and surrounded by plenty of opportunities to indulge. They still had to keep some of the details from the X-leader. If only he knew how easy he was getting off compared to the others.

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New Olympus Temple – Central Chamber
“Hnn...ah hell! Not now, damn it!” groaned a dazed and confused Logan.
There had been numerous instances in Logan’s life (at least the parts he remembered) where he had emerged from an unconscious state without remembering how he was rendered unconscious in the first place. It rarely turned out well and almost always happened at the worst possible time. This ritual was supposed to create good memories that would be worth retaining, regardless of whatever crazy revelations came from his past. Yet somehow that had been too much to ask.
“Nice of you to join us, Logan,” said the cynical voice of Alex Summers.
“Although getting pissed will probably make it worse,” added Warren.
“Make what worse?” grumbled Logan, “Do I even want my vision to clear?”
“Actually...yeah, I think you do, homme,” said Remy, who was close by as well, “This be something you gotta see to believe.”
None of the other men seemed overly thrilled, but they didn’t sound concerned either. Logan looked around allowing his vision to clear. The last thing he remembered was hearing a telepathic announcement from Emma Frost. He remembered being pretty suspicious and he contemplated confronting the former White Queen about it. He never got the chance. Now as his vision cleared, he saw that Emma had made some rather elaborate and kinky plans for them.
The first thing he noticed was that he was lying on a fancy bed of sorts surrounded by candles with his wrists and ankles bound by chains. They weren’t normal chains that he could cut out of either. These chains had a strange glow to them, indicating that Emma made sure they would secure him and the rest of the men for that matter. As he looked around the immediate area, he saw that Warren, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath were also bound on similar beds. They appeared to be in the central area of the temple where they had begun the ritual. But this time, Emma Frost was leading the ceremony and definitely not in a submissive capacity.
As Logan’s gaze drifted to the former White Queen, she saw her standing in the center of the room wearing an outfit that looked similar to her former Hellfire Club attire. Yet somehow it was even more revealing than what she usually wore. It consisted of a special corset that didn’t cover her breasts at all, allowing them to hang out for all to see. She also wore her usual white gloves that ran halfway up her arm and thigh-high stockings that connected to a garter. She had no panties on either, the outer folds of her vagina already looking aroused. It was an outfit in which Emma seemed exceedingly comfortable. She had that usual wry look on her face, but this time it was coupled with some very mischievous undertones. In addition, she also had a very ominous looking leather studded whip in her hands that she was casually fondling as if to show she had every intention of using it.
“Ah hell,” he groaned again, this time in a different tone.
“I hope that’s not dismay I hear, Wolverine. Do you have any idea how much money some men had to pay to see me in this capacity?” said Emma playfully.
“Probably way more than they wished they had, given how you probably took advantage of it,” he retorted.
“Oh like you never took advantage of your natural talents?” she scoffed, “As if the entire concept of the X-men isn’t based on putting our god-given abilities to the best possible use?”
“Somehow I doubt that Professor Xavier had this in mind when he taught us that,” said Piotr, whose bed was right next to Logan’s.
“I also doubt the talents you’re referring to are for the betterment of mankind,” added Warren.
“I think most men who ever had a perverse fantasy about a hot blond with my figure, which is the vast majority mind you, would disagree!”
The men weren’t exactly thrilled with their situation, but they weren’t fighting it either. Emma suspected they were curious and even a little aroused at what her plans entailed. They had to know on some levels that she wasn’t going to shrug off every lurid act she performed during her submissive role. At some point she was going to re-assert herself. They should consider themselves lucky that she wasn’t as vindictive as she could have been.
“But I’m not going to just stand here in this fabulously revealing outfit I had custom made for this occasion while you get overly comfortable,” Emma went on, “You all know my history. You know I like to exercise my authority almost as much as I like to indulge in casual hedonism.”
“As if you didn’t make it ridiculously apparent,” muttered Warpath.
“I did my part. I subjected myself to humble, and at times degrading, submission. Under the rules of this haughty ritual, my role is complete and my transgressions are forgiven. You agreed to accept my gesture and as such, I’m prepared to make another.”
“So why the hell does it involve tying us up like this?” made Logan.
“Like I said, I enjoy exercising my authority. In the past, that has given you and the rest of the X-men plenty of reasons not to trust me. That brings me to my devious little plan,” she said as she gripped the whip more intently, “The purpose is twofold. First, I intend to demonstrate that even though I’m committed to being an X-man, I’ve no intention of changing the charming persona you’ve all come to know and love.”
“I guess that would be expecting way too much,” sighed Alex.
“Second, I also intend to demonstrate that there are benefits to putting up with said persona. And I think you’ll find that these benefits are best enjoyed when you’re the ones experiencing the joys of submission.”
It sounded like the kind of logic that only Emma Frost could rationalize. While the men were clearly open to the benefits a naked Emma could provide, they were not too thrilled about being submissive to her, especially after having taken part in a gangbang with her recently. Warren, Logan, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath still weren’t sure if they should oppose this plan. Sensing this, Emma gave them some incentive to embrace being submissive to her.
As Emma gazed over the bound men, she utilized her telepathy on a much larger scale. The men watched as their surroundings became more hazy. It was like they were being pulled into a dream of sorts. As they became more disoriented, they saw more version of Emma Frost appear from a haze of psionic energy. Eventually, there was one Emma for each man. Every one of them bore the same wry grin as they crawled onto the beds with them. Each Emma wore a distinct piece of revealing attire. The Emma with Warren wore a revealing Japanese kimono with a matching hair style, which looked like something Betsy would wear. The Emma with Logan wore a leopard-skinned panties with a wild hair style, which looked like something Ororo would wear. The Emma with Alex wore a silverish bikini that had a very metallic feel to it, which looked like something Lorna would wear. The Emma with Piotr wore revealing underwear that was part of a cat suit, which looked like something Kitty Pryde would wear. The Emma with Remy wore a revealing French maid type outfit, which looked like something Rogue would wear. And the Emma with Warpath wore an indian woman-like outfit, which looked like something one of his old Apache girlfriend would wear. She had clearly read their minds to get a feel for their fantasies and as she crawled into the bed with them, she made sure it felt as real and as tantalizing as possible.
“Damn...” said Remy with a grin as his French maid Emma crawled on top of him.
“I take back what I said about not expecting too much,” said Alex with an equally wide grin.
“I’m still not sure if these are benefits or just your way of getting into our heads, Frost,” said Warpath, trying not to get too excited.
“Don’t insult a woman who has you chained to a bed,” she retorted, “I’m already in your heads and quite comfortably I might add. You men have such twisted yet tame fantasies...except for you, Logan. Your mind is positively disgusting.”
“Not sure if I should thank you or call you a bitch,” muttered the former living weapon.
“You won’t have much to contemplate when I’m done with you,” said the Emma Frost still standing in the center of the room, “Since we’re in the world of the mind, I’m the dominant one. The mind is where fantasy and reality are one in the same. And with your submission, I think you’ll find that mixing the two can be quite beneficial!”
The area around the men became more wavy, indicating that Emma was digging deeper into their minds. In the process, the restraints that bound their arms and legs tightened. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but they soon settled into it as Emma bombarded them with waves of telepathic bliss. The men soon found themselves relaxing into their beds, becoming more submissive in the process. They barely noticed that the Emma Frost standing in the center of the room had disappeared in telepathic flash. She may have just been a figment of their minds for all they knew. Emma might not even be physically with them at the moment. But as the multiple figures of the former White Queen surrounded them, it felt real enough that they really didn’t care.
As the men gave into her telepathic temptations, Emma Frost began asserting her dominance over these six men. Her psionic forms were positioned over them in a domineering manner, allowing their bodies to press down against theirs in a way that mashed their breasts together in a very seductive manner. As they were captivated by her beauty, she began pawing their upper bodies with her hands while smothering their lips with hers. She quite aggressive, rubbing over their chests and dragging her nails over their skin. Her kissing was just as hard, involving some lip-biting along with plenty of tongue. While Logan and Warpath were durable enough to handle it, the others couldn’t help but be overwhelmed. That didn’t stop them from getting very aroused.
‘I still sense some reluctance to completely open your minds to me. Since the gap between mind and body for a telepath is nearly non-existent, you can’t expect to maximize the potential of this little demonstration. But if you need more incentive, I’m more than capable of providing it.’
Each figure of Emma Frost abruptly stopped their forceful foreplay for a moment and rose up, now standing on top of the beds over each man. In an erotic display of her sexual fervor, each Emma swiftly ripped off her outfit. They all started with her bra or whatever she had been wearing to cover her breasts, freeing them in a way that caused them to literally pop out. She was equally forceful with her panties, but each Emma made sure to wear stockings or garters of some kind. This seemed to be her way of indicating that she was the dominant one now and they had to acknowledge that.
“What a view,” said Warren with a somewhat goofy expression as he looked up at the naked Emma before him.
“If this is all in my mind, its even dirtier than I thought!” said Alex.
“You think your minds are dirty?” said the Emma hovering over Alex.
“Just wait until I get through with them!” said the one with Warren.
The legion of psionic Emma Frosts stepped up their aggressive foreplay. In another show of dominance, they positioned themselves over the men again so that they were standing right over their heads. Then with commanding authority, she lowered herself back down onto the bed and roughly shoved her pelvis right into their faces.
“Eat my pussy out!” she commanded, “And you had best eat it well! In this realm, I am truly queen!”
The men had little choice but to obey her. Warren, Logan, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath could feel her strengthening her grip on their minds. While they may still be reluctant to trust this woman, they had plenty of incentive to do as she asked, especially if she wasn’t lying about those benefits she mentioned.
Any possible voices of discontent for the men were muffled as each Emma eagerly grinded her pussy against their faces. The six men each did as they were told and began orally teasing her, licking and kissing around her moistened lips. The sight, scent, and feel of her pussy felt very real even though it was a psionic projection. It didn’t matter though. They treated it as real and each man used their own unique method of teasing this domineering woman. Logan used his nose and facial hair to stimulate her outer folds and clit. Piotr relied on the strength of his tongue to part her folds and probe deep into her depths. Warpath offered a similar technique, relying more on swirling his tongue within her folds to stimulate the most areas. Remy focused more on licking around her clit and over her outer folds, a technique he had done much to refine over the years. Alex was a bit less refined, but made up for it by using his lips more and really paying close attention to her clit. Warren, whose tongue was a bit longer, focused more on probing deeper, stimulating all those deeper nerves to further arouse his version of Emma Frost. While their approaches may have been different, they were all effective in fueling Emma’s lustful dominance.
“Yes! That’s it! Deeper!” the Emma over Warren commanded.
“Eat me out! Make me nice and wet!” said the Emma with Logan.
“More! I demand more!” said the one with Piotr.
As the oral teasing helped arouse Emma, she grinded her pelvis against their faces with greater force. Any comments they may have had were promptly muffled as they were left with no choice by to gorge themselves on her pussy. In addition, she began fondling their respective manhoods more intently. Most of the men were already pretty aroused after her little fashion display and striptease from earlier, but she wanted to make sure they were fully erect. That way they could sufficiently accommodate their queen.
She wasn’t gentle with her teasing either. For Warpath and Logan, she was downright rough. She squeezed the base of their dicks as hard as she could and tugged on their balls, causing some discomfort. However, she quickly stifled any discontent by shoving her pussy into their faces even harder. Since they were durable, she had little concern about causing them such discomfort. She was a bit more gentle with Warren, Alex, Remy, and Piotr. For them, she hungrily sucked their growing members with a fervor that practically demanded they match her arousal. She found that Piotr and Remy liked having their balls fondled a certain way while Warren and Alex enjoyed feeling her deep-throat their full length. Using her physical and telepathic talents, she managed to get the men fully erect fairly quickly. But it was still not quick enough for her tastes.
“You boys are failing!” scolded the Emma on Warpath’s bed.
“You’re all nice and hard, but I’m not wet enough!” said the Emma with Alex.
“Clearly, you require more motivation,” said the Emma with Piotr wrly, “You’re lucky I’m a merciful queen.”
With the men still immersed in her pussy, they barely had any time to contemplate her words. Then they felt a sudden surge through their minds. It was another powerful telepathic wave that filled them with an odd mix of pleasure and pain. They all let out deep grunts, becoming more intoxicated by the feeling. They also felt a sharp sting in their heads, which prompted them to lick and probe deeper into Emma’s depths. The feeling was so intense that the oral teasing from some of the men was outright desperate.
“Mmh-mmf!” said Logan through muffled grunts.
“Hnn...Emma,” Warren managed to get out, “What are you...”
“No questions! More eating my pussy!” Emma scolded.
She hit Warren with more telepathic discomfort to silence him. He got the message and went back to eating her out. The other men followed suit, not testing Emma’s authority. They could sense that she was exercising her authority. And in doing so that seemed to arouse her even more. It became somewhat of a strain, having to orally tease this woman while she kept roughly fondling their manhoods. Even with most of them fully erect, it was difficult to concentrate in their increasingly dazed state. That may have been on purpose. Emma Frost rarely made things easy on those she dominated and this was no exception.
The men still weren’t as submissive as she wanted, but the extra motivation did what she hoped it would do. Warren, Logan, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath managed to effectively use their oral skills to get her sufficiently aroused. Emma could feel the heat burning between her legs. She was now aching to be filled and these men were ready to oblige her.
“I’m still not impressed, but I suppose this will have to do,” sighed the Emma with Piotr.
“You boys had best be ready to step up your efforts. Because now I’m going to fuck every one of you!” said the Emma hovering over Remy.
“I’m going to fuck you and I’m going to cum multiple times before I allow you to cum once!” said the Emma with Alex.
“Obey like a good submissive and you will be rewarded with great pleasure,” said the Emma over Warren.
“Disobey and...well, I don’t think I need to tell you,” said the Emma with Logan in an ominous tone.
She sounded mischievous and even a little threatening. The six X-men were starting to get a feel for just how submissive Emma wanted them to be. They should have expected as such from the former White Queen, but that didn’t make it any less overwhelming.
However, Emma didn’t give them time to be too overwhelmed. Each psionic figure had since risen up from the bed and repositioned themselves over the bound men. The Emma with Alex straddled his pelvis while leaning over him so that her breasts were right in his face. The Emma with Remy stood propped on her feet, squatting over his erect penis so that it was right in line with her pussy. The Emma with Piotr was facing away in a reverse cowgirl position, leaning back somewhat in accord with the shape of his manhood. The Emma with Logan was in a similar position, but leaning forward so she could hold onto the sheets of the bed. The Emma with Warren put his wings to good use, having them surround her naked body while she straddled his pelvis. Once each Emma was in position, they all simultaneously lowered themselves onto their rigid members so that they filled her all at once.
“Yes! Fill me with your cocks boys!” said the Emma with Remy.
“Fuck, that’s tight!” grunted Warpath.
“Did I give you permission to speak?” scolded the Emma on top of her, “Perhaps you need a quick reminder of who’s in charge!”
“What the hell are you...”
But that was all Warpath got out before a ball gag appeared in a flash of psionic energy and automatically fastened itself around his head, effectively silencing him. It surprised both him and the other men, who were still coherent enough to see what she had done.
“Mmf!” grunted Warpath.
“Anybody else care to challenge my authority?” said Emma.
None of the men dared say a word. They could only let out deep grunts as they soaked in the feeling of Emma’s tight pussy surrounding their cocks.
“Good boys! Now show me your men and start fucking me! And don’t stop until I permit you to do otherwise!”
Emma continued flexing her dominance as she began fucking each man through her psionic figures. With the same forceful vigor she showed before, she began moving her hips in a heated burst of dominating lust. For some, she rapidly bounced her hips up and down the length of their hard shafts, filling the chamber with the wet smacking sounds of their naked flesh. For the others, she roughly ground and gyrated her hips, allowing their cocks to roughly slither within her tight depths.
As she fucked them in accord with her burning dominating sexual energy, hot sensations of pleasure followed. It was pleasure that Emma could sense from multiple angles, making the experience all the more intense. While in the past she would have reserved the pleasures of that experience for herself, this time she shared some of those sensations by projecting it into their minds telepathically. This evoked deep moans of satisfaction from all of them, rewarding them for their submission and giving them plenty of reasons to continue.
“Yes! Ooh yes! That’s what I want!” seethed the Emma that was riding Warpath.
“Fuck me hard! Fuck me fast! Show me you’re a man!” yelled the Emma over Warren.
Emma was pulling out all the stops in exercising her dominance. And the men responded to the challenge, thrusting their hips upward in accord with Emma’s body movements. It added some extra vigor to their sex, but it still wasn’t enough. So Emma made it personal.
“Come on! Show me you can fuck me good!” commanded the Emma riding Alex, “Your brother was better than this! Show me you’re not the weaker sibling!”
“Mmm...I’ll fuck you better than Scott!” grunted Alex.
“Is this how you fuck Ororo? Ha! It’s hardly worthy of a goddess!” scoffed the Emma that was riding Logan.
“Errr! You wanna be fucked like a goddess? You got it!” grunted the feral mutant.
Alex and Logan responded to her challenge, moving their hips with more fervor despite still being restrained. It still wasn’t a very comfortable position to be in and she wasn’t making it easy for them, but they still rose to the challenge. The rest of the men responded as well and Emma continued to feed off the sexual energy of each one of her psionic figures, drawing pleasure from both the sex and the dominance she exercised over each man.
While they couldn’t sense it due to their intoxicated state of mind, the non-psionic Emma Frost that had conjured this elaborate psychic scenario was also playing an active role. To the unaffected mind, each man wasn’t actually fucking anything. They were thrusting up into nothing, their dicks surrounded by a special brand of telepathy/telekinesis that she made sure their minds couldn’t distinguish from the real thing. But Emma wasn’t content to just stand around and let the pleasure flow into her mind. After the five psionic figures had gotten the rhythm going, she picked a man and mounted him so that she could actually feel the fervent sex of this elaborate plan. She ended up choosing Logan first since he seemed to respond strongest to her challenge about Ororo. He didn’t notice it, but while in the midst of fucking the psionic figure she positioned herself over him so that he thrust up into her. Having already worked up so much arousal from absorbing so many sexual sensations, the heated penetration filled her with more mind-numbing bliss.
The vigorous fucking continued with each man dutifully holding back, having not forgotten Emma’s earlier demand that she have multiple orgasms before they climaxed. The former White Queen tried not to make it too easy for them, but with so many sexual sensations bombarding her mind it was impossible to hold back for very long. Shortly after she began to physically ride Logan, she neared her first orgasm.
“Harder! Faster! I’m getting closer! Don’t you dare deny me!” she cried out.
After a few more hard upward thrusts from Logan, Emma got her release. She threw her head back and grasped her breasts as the blissful sensations surged up through her body. It was a feeling that radiated with each of the psionic figures for the other men. One-by-one, they climaxed as well, letting out a bevy of euphoric moans. The men clearly felt it, sensing the hot contractions around their dicks. It happened sooner than they expected and some came close to climaxing themselves. However, Emma would not allow it just yet.
“Ohhh yes! That feels so fucking good!” said the real Emma as she still hovered over Logan, “You’re doing well by your queen!”
“Dang...you be an energetic femme,” commented Remy, who tried to catch his breath.
“And then some,” said an equally breathless Piotr, “I...I was close.”
“And it had damn well better stay that way,” said the Emma hovering over Piotr mischievously, “Because I don’t recall giving you permission to stop.”
“You...you want more?” said a somewhat bewildered Warren, “You know, a man’s body does have limits.”
“I didn’t ask for your excuses! You boys will remain boys until you show me otherwise!” said the Emma over Warren, “Now do as I say! Obey and you’ll have my permission to cum! Disobey and you will be punished!”
“But...” began Alex.
“No excuses!” the Emma over him spat, “Now keep fucking!”
For good measure, Emma formed another ball gag and shoved it in Alex’s mouth to silence him just as she had done for Warpath. It added some additional motivation to do what she said. With no further excuses, the six X-men began moving their hips again. They eagerly thrust up into Emma’s pussy, driving their dicks into her still throbbing folds. Even though she just climaxed, she was still hungry for more and they had to fight the urge to get ahead of themselves. But this time proved more difficult.
Emma wasn’t moving her hips as rapidly as before. Instead, she let the men demonstrate their worth as men by allowing them to set the pace. Some showed more resilience than others. Logan, Warpath, and Alex fucked her with the most vigor, effectively bouncing her body along their dicks in a way that got her moaning again. Piotr, Remy, and Warren were a bit steadier, having to pace themselves so that they wouldn’t climax. They had no idea when Emma was going to give them permission to release their load. It got to a point where pain began to mix with pleasure, which was just how Emma wanted it.
As the men strained themselves, the real Emma continued to enjoy her dominance. She switched from fucking Logan to fucking Remy, taking the position of her psionic duplicate. She sensed Remy was doing his best to show off his stamina, but even his bravado had its limits. He and the rest of the men were struggling to hold back, some more than others. It would be interesting to see who would be most obedient.
“I sense you’re all close! But don’t you dare climax!” ordered Emma as she hovered over Remy’s pelvis, allowing him to thrust up into her, “You’ll have my permission soon, but not a moment before then!”
“Ungh!” grunted Remy and some of the other men, the strain clearly showing on their faces.
Emma grinned with intent as she sensed each man getting close. She took almost as much pleasure in her authority over them as she did riding their cocks. That pleasure got her close to another orgasm very quickly, although it wasn’t as intense as the first. She was walking a fine line between tormenting these men and pleasuring them. In the past she would have willingly crossed that line without a second thought. This time, however, she was more careful.
When it finally got to a point where it was clear the men couldn’t hold it, Emma stopped holding back as well. She allowed herself to climax again. She was ready to let the men climax too.
“Just a little bit longer! You’ve almost earned it!” said the Emma over Logan.
“Errrr! Fucking Frost!” seethed Logan.
“Can’t...hold it!” groaned Remy.
“Mmf!” groaned the gagged Alex, who sounded close as well.
Emma was just about ready to give the order. However, it came too late for Alex, Logan, and Remy. They each jumped the gun and climaxed. Emma sensed it as they each let out sharp grunts and shot their load into her depths. Since they had to hold back, the release was quite intense. It forced them to stop their thrusting, leaving the psionic figures of Emma on top of them unable to reach another climax.
“So disappointing,” said Emma as she felt Remy’s fluid fill her pussy, “And I made my commands so clear.”
She sounded almost menacing, but Remy was too dazed from his climax to notice and so were Logan and Alex. Warpath, Piotr, and Warren kept on going through, ignoring the discomfort they were feeling in their hips and manhoods. They were able to hold out just long enough for Emma to have another orgasm with them. As she sensed the feeling through her psionic figures approaching, she finally gave th order.
“I’m ready, boys! Since you actually listened...let it all out inside my wet cunt!” the Emma fucking Warren proclaimed.
Discomfort finally gave way to ecstasy as Warren, Piotr, and Warpath finally allowed themselves to climax. They steadied their hips and closed their eyes as they released their load of hot fluid into Emma’s tight depths. Since they had been sufficiently obedient, she rewarded them by using her telepathy to further enhance the sensations. It triggered deeper moans of euphoria while extending the pleasure. Such a strong release got Emma to climax as well. Since she was still on Remy’s bed, it wasn’t as intense as before. But it was still pleasurable in a way that could only be attained with her dominating authority.
Now the six men were lying limply on the bed, panting heavily and looking pretty exhausted after having to accommodate Emma’s demands. The former White Queen and all her psionic figures rose off the men, allowing the fluids to spill out in the process. Maintaining her stern authority, she looked over Warren, Logan, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath with satisfaction for some and disappointment in the other.
“I suppose this little demonstration counts as only a half-success,” she said in a tone remarkably bemused for a woman that just had multiple orgasms, “Only half of you managed to obey.”
“Hnn...were you really expecting us all cum on command, Frost?” groaned Logan.
“A man’s body can only take so much lovin’, chere,” added Remy.
“Don’t make me repeat stance on excuses!” she retorted harshly, “Three of you obeyed. Three of you failed. This is unacceptable!”
“Just as you planned it, I’m sure,” muttered Logan.
“A good queen always plans for disobedience,” said the Emma over Logan sternly, “Such an egregious breach can’t go unpunished.”
“Ungh...” groaned a still gagged Alex Summers.
Logan, Remy, and Alex scolded the former White Queen for such unreasonable demands. She had to have known on some levels that she was going to push some of them to the edge. For all they knew, she planned them to climax before they were supposed to. Even if it was true, there was nothing they could do about it.
However, Emma didn’t take her disappointment out on all the men. She hadn’t forgotten that Piotr, Warpath, and Warren were able to obey her. For them, her plans would take a different route.
“That said, a good queen also rewards those who respect her authority,” said the Emma on Piotr’s bed, “Those of you that obeyed already got brief taste of that reward when you climaxed.”
“Is that what that was?” said Piotr, who was still a bit dazed.
“It was almost worth the cramp in my calfs,” laughed Warren.
“I assure you that discomfort of any kind will be non-existent from here on out for you three,” said the Emma hovering over the winged mutant seductively.
“Um...does that mean you’ll loosen these chains?” asked Piotr.
“I mean much more than that. Allow me to show you the very enjoyable perks of obedience.”
The psionic figures of Emma Frost that had been lingering on the beds repositioned themselves over Piotr, Warpath, and Warren. They were now straddling their waist, leaning over them so that they had a nice view of her breasts. This time she was less authoritative, using her naked skin and skilled hands to help them relax a bit. As they settled under her seductive presence, more psionic figures appeared around the bed. Two more Emma Frosts, each wearing the same stockings and garters, appeared at the side of their beds. One leaned in and kissed them softly on the lips while the other started fondling their dicks. They were each somewhat sensitive after their climax, but Emma once again demonstrated her skills by stroking them in just the right way. The one with Warpath even removed his ball gag, allowing him to better enjoy this.
“Ugh...glad to get that off,” he said once it was removed.
“You’ve earned the right to use your mouth again,” said the Emma that removed it, “All of you have earned it. And with a little telepathic nudge, you’ll be able to use more than that to enjoy yourselves.”
As the three X-men enjoyed a more tender treatment from three Emma Frosts, they felt another telepathic wave of pleasure surge through them. It was different than the one they experienced during their climax. This one filled them with a fresh round of lustful energy. The sensitivity in their dicks quickly subsided and they became fully erect again. Between this feeling and the wine, they were ready for more sex. And this time Emma made sure their obedience to her was more appealing.
“I hereby release you from your restraints. I trust you three to follow these next set of orders to your best abilities as men,” said the Emma on Warren’s bed.
“You will henceforth fuck me at your own pace,” said the Emma on Piotr’s bed, “Be as steady and thorough as you need to.”
“We will guide you along the way with more telepathic bliss,” said the Emma on Warpath’s bed, “I think you’ll find that following us will make for a more enjoyable experience.”
“Yes...my queen,” grinned Warpath eagerly.
The restraints holding their arms and legs vanished in a quick flash. Once free, the men continued following orders and allowed Emma to guide them into a new position. They each rose up so that they were on their knees for a moment. They watched as the three psionic figures of Emma Frost put on a little show before them, kissing and fondling one another in a way that evoked more arousal. After sufficiently tempting them, two Emmas lay down on the bed with one on her back and the other on top. The third Emma took Piotr, Warren, and Warpath and guided them into a position on top of them. Now all three of them were looking down at two Emma Frosts, each with a pleading look in their eyes to fuck them. This time they eagerly obeyed.
Still following Emma’s guidence, they each thrust their dicks into the pussy of the Emma Frost lying on her back. This time they weren’t forced to fuck her with the same intense vigor. They were allowed to work their manhoods in and out of her depths at a slower, more enjoyable pace. It allowed them to get a much better feel for the soft folds of her vagina. In addition, the Emma guiding them smothered their lips with hers and sensually caressed their upper bodies with her skilled hands. It filled them with a fresh round of euphoria that gave obedience a whole new kind of appeal.
“Ohhh Emma! So hot...so tender!” moaned Piotr as he slithered his cock within her depths.
“Tender and authority don’t usually mix,” said the Emma that had been kissing him.
“I like to think of it more as a responsible use of authority,” said the Emma caressing Warpath’s arms as he fucked the two figures below him.
“Responsible...I like it!” grinned Warren as he eagerly buried his face in Emma’s breasts.
Piotr, Warpath, and Warren were clearly enjoying themselves, indulging in the fleshly pleasures of three Emma Frosts. They varied the pace of their sex, alternating at times between which Emma they were fucking. They were allowed to be more flexible. Warpath liked it a little rougher, even giving the Emma on top a light slap on the ass. Piotr was more restrained, focusing less on quantity and more on quality as he worked his manhood inside Emma’s pussy. Warren took a similar approach, but used his wings as well to embrace the two Emma’s under him. Emma seemed to enjoy it so much that the one kissing him guided his dick into the ass of one of the Emma’s under him. For all of them, it made for a very pleasurable experience. And all Remy, Logan, and Alex could do was watch on in envy.
Emma made sure they got a nice view of what they missed out on by not obeying her. After allowing them to fume somewhat, the real Emma appeared in the center of the room again while psionic figures continued to linger on their beds. She was wielding the leather whip she had been holding earlier. However, this time she seemed more inclined to use it.
“Take a good look at how content they look. That’s what you get when you obey,” said Emma sternly, “You three, on the other hand, have earned another harsh lesson in obedience!”
“Was that supposed to sound so dang kinky?” Remy wondered under his breath.
“You had best take this seriously! You’re still under my authority!”
Emma gave Remy another harsh reminder by sending a telepathic wave of discomfort through Remy’s head. He cringed at the feeling, effectively silencing him and leaving the still gagged Alex somewhat nervous. Emma didn’t sound very playful anymore. She was really going to punish them.
“So how is this gonna work, your highness?” said Logan dryly.
“That’s not for me to know and you to endure,” said Emma with an ominous grin, “Take comfort in the knowledge that I’m not as inclined to torture as much as I used to, but be certain that I will exercise my authority as much as I deem necessary!”
She didn’t give Logan, Alex, and Remy a chance to embrace themselves. Using her psychic talents and perverse imagination, Emma formed two more ball gags and shoved them into Remy and Logan’s mouths so that they were silenced like Alex. She also formed blindfolds over their eyes so they had no idea what was about to happen to them. It evoked feelings of anxiety, but she could also sensed they were excited on some levels. They didn’t know what she was going to do to them and that alone aroused more than their curiosity.
Now gagged and blinded, Emma formed more psionic figures around their beds. Each figure went to work adjusting their restraints so that they could reposition the three X-men as needed. They ended up turning each of them over so that they were facing down. Two Emma Frost figures held them up while another got underneath. The Emma under them spread her legs and positioned herself so that Logan, Alex, and Remy were poised to enter her again. As she was getting comfortable, the two Emma’s holding them up gave them a brief taste of what they were in for. They started roughly fondling their still sensitive manhoods while licking and biting around their neck and nipples. It was much less pleasurable than what they saw Warren, Piotr, and Warpath experiencing. Because of this, it was a bit more difficult for them to get fully erect. But Emma made it clear she was not going to be patient with them.
“For you to accept your punishment, your dicks will have to be hard again!” said an Emma that was squeezing Logan’s balls.
“I see you’re a bit reluctant,” commented the one stroking Remy.
“I suppose I’ll need to use more persuasive measures,” said the Emma that had been biting Alex’s nipple.
Emma used her telepathy to spur their arousal, just as she had done with the others. But unlike the others, she was much more forceful. Logan, Remy, and Alex groaned as they felt their dicks harden again. It was like something reached into their bodies and forced the blood into their members. It wasn’t painful, but it wasn’t very comfortable either. Emma wasn’t going to let them be too relaxed in accepting their punishment.
“Now fuck me!” said the Emma that was still standing in the center of the chamber, “And this time you won’t just wait for my permission to cum! You’ll have other more pressing concerns!”
“Mmf fuu!” said Logan through his muffled gag.
“Spare me the muffled insults, Logan. This is one instance where you might actually enjoy being a meat puppet!” said the Emma under him.
The psionic figures of Emma that had been holding them upright practically shoved them back down onto the bed so that they were on top of a waiting female figure. In their blindfolded state they could only feel the voluptuous frame of Emma Frost making contact with their upper bodies. Their ankles remained shackled and their feet were bound near the side of the bed. Once on top of them, the Emma’s holding them up guided their dicks into her. As soon as they felt the hot flesh of her pussy around their manhoods, they managed to feel somewhat more comfortable. Emma made sure it didn’t last. Her psionic figures practically shoved their hips against hers, forcing their manhoods deep into her and establishing a fervent pace of sex.
Within seconds, the three X-men were rhythmically humping the Emma Frost under them in a guided missionary position. They seethed and grunted through their gags, still indicating some discomfort. However, pleasure quickly mixed with the discomfort. That mix was more unbalanced this time and Emma made sure to tip that balance in a certain different direction.
While they couldn’t see, Emma had formed three new psionic figures at the foot of their beds. Each figure was dressed in an elaborate dominatrix outfit, complete with stiletto heels, a leather mask, and a sizable whip. The real Emma remained in the center at first, but soon took the place of the one in front of Logan’s bed. Since showed more defiant than the others, she would take extra pleasure in punishing him.
“Now accept your punishment!” she proclaimed.
As the three men fucked her, Emma gripped the whip firmly and used it to strike them right on their asses. It left a painful sting on each of them, but the stud on the tip was designed to leave no marks. Since they were blindfolded, it surprised them at first with a sharp jolt of pain. But it also encouraged them to thrust their hips with more vigor, driving into Emma deeper than they would have otherwise. Encouraged by their reaction, Emma and her psionic figures whipped them again. A thorough succession of whips followed, the sound of leather impacting their naked skin echoing through the chamber. Logan, Alex, and Remy seethed through their gags, but at times they almost seemed to enjoy it. That powerful mix of pain and pleasure intoxicated them in a unique way made for a very unique punishment.
While the punishment continued for them, the reward continued for the others. Warren, Piotr, and Warpath kept fucking two psionic figures of Emma Frost. They alternated between the one on her back and the one on top, enjoying the tight feeling of both their pussies. In addition to the feel of their naked flesh, Emma kept bombarding their minds with extra pleasure to enhance the experience. At one point, she even guided the three of them to fuck her ass. It was her way of allowing them free reign to indulge.
“Go on! Fuck both my holes!” said the Emma that Piotr was currently fucking.
“Stick it in my ass! You’ve earned that privilege!” said the Emma with Warpath.
The three X-men eagerly complied with her request, switching between the pussy of the Emma on bottom and guiding their dicks to the waiting ass of the Emma on top. They slowed the pace of their thrusting as they worked their manhoods into her ass. The extra tightness was all the more intoxicating. Even though this figure was just a psionic version of Emma, it still felt real enough for them to enjoy. It was so real that it drove them increasingly closer to another orgasm.
“Ooh fuck! It’s so tight!” grunted Warren.
“Going to...cum soon!” panted Piotr as he felt Emma’s ass contract around his dick.
“Don’t slow down! Keep fucking me until you cum!” moaned the Emma with Warren.
The extra tightness of Emma’s ass along with the extra telepathic waves of pleasure ensured they didn’t have to wait long for their climax. Warren, Warpath, and Piotr sped up the pace of their thrusting, driving their dicks into the depths of Emma’s ass while the Emma underneath her hooked her legs around their waists to add a little extra force. After a few of these strong, forceful thrusts they each started climaxing. As this happened, the real Emma eagerly made her way to each bed so that she could participate.
Warren got his first, his wings fluttering as he threw his head back and let out a deep moan as he released his load into Emma’s depths. Emma managed to get in position just in time so that he drove into her ass before releasing her load. Piotr got his next, lifting the Emma on top up off the bed a bit as he delivered the final few thrusts before releasing his load. This time Emma didn’t get into position, but instead fondled the Russian’s balls as he got his release. She also allowed some of the fluids to drip from her psionic figure onto her face, allowing her to lick it up hungrily. A few moments later, Warpath climaxed as well. He showed off his strength as well as he held the Emma he was fucking up in his arms by her thighs and shooting his load deep into her ass. The real Emma made sure to capture his load on her breasts, taking the place of the Emma that had been on top and adding some extra fondling to increase the experience. As they each let out deep grunts of pleasure, Emma made sure to enhance the sensations with her telepathy. While it didn’t get her to climax, she was able to share in some of their bliss. As she absorbed some of their pleasure, it helped her draw near her yet another peak with the men she was punishing. In doing so it also prompted her to become more demanding on the three men.
“Keep taking it! You’re queen is close!” barked the Emma that was whipping Remy.
“I sense you wish to cum! But you have not earned it yet!” seethed the Emma whipping Logan.
“I am using my telepathy to hold back your climax! In the same way I can enhance pleasure, I can also restrict it!” said Emma after giving Alex another hard whip.
“Mmf! Hmph!” groaned Alex, looking like he was trying very hard to climax and not succeeding.
“Don’t test the power of my mind!” she grinned, “The only way you’ll escape punishment is to accept obedience!”
The whipping intensified, forcing the three X-men to hump harder despite their inability to climax. Emma kept holding them back, waiting until the moment was right. It caused them increasing discomfort, both from their inability to climax and the added impact of the whips. She struck their butts, backs, arms, and thighs. By now they were all reddened with painful welts, but the three men endured.
Having enjoyed her share of pleasure from the other three men, the real Emma eagerly positioned herself in a way that would allow her to savor their punishment fully. After finishing up with Warpath, she made her way over to Alex’s bed. She watched as he fucked the psonic figure under her while taking more whippings to his lower back. By now his face was flushed with strain, yet still had an odd mix of pleasure. She could sense a part of him was enjoying it. This part along with the sensations from the Emma he was fucking bombarded her with more feelings that drew her towards another orgasm.
Once Emma felt she was close enough, she briefly halted Alex’s whipping so she could get into position under him. As soon as she was ready, she parted her legs and allowed him to keep thrusting into her pussy. From his perspective, nothing had changed. He was still fucking the same Emma Frost. He allowed him to keep thinking that until his thrusting and the impact of his whippings drove her to the brink.
“Come on, Summers! Show me you’re more than half the man your brother is!” seethed the Emma whipping him, “Just a few more thrusts! Then you have my permission to cum!”
“Mmmmffff!” he exclaimed through his gag.
Emma made sure to whip him extra hard to make those thrusts more strenuous. Yet he still managed to deliver. After several more thrusts, Emma struck him one last time on the ass with her whip. Then as he drove his dick into the depths of her pussy, she released her psychic hold on him so that he could climax. When he felt it, he let out a muffled moan unlike any other. The pleasure and pain had mixed in such a way that the feeling was completely unique. As his fluid sprayed into her pussy, Emma absorbed the feeling and climaxed herself. It was intense in a way that even she didn’t expect. Yet even though he was clearly sore, Alex seemed to enjoy it.
“Hmm...it appears you enjoyed that. Maybe you should disobey more often,” teased the Emma with the whip, “Lorna might come to appreciate it.”
As Alex now lay dazed from his climax, the real Emma quickly made her way towards Remy. He was also facing a similar strain. He was close to climaxing, but Emma wouldn’t let him. Given his history with women and his deviant tendencies, she was a little more forceful with him than she was with Alex. Despite having just climaxed with Alex, Emma got under Remy as well so that he could fuck her to his climax. She was a bit rougher as well, digging her nails into his shoulders as he made the final push.
“Come on! Fuck me! Fuck me, you thieving scum! Fuck me like a criminal! Then you can cum!” Emma yelled while under him.
Remy’s look became more determined as he kept thrusting his hips, absorbing more whippings along the way. He was a lot more defiant than Alex. It was almost like a game to him, taking the punishment while fucking her. Emma made sure he didn’t win on his own terms. She kept whipping him harder and at a faster pace, encouraging him to fuck her until Emma was on her way to another orgasm. But she held back until Remy had accepted enough punishment.
However, when she sensed that he was enjoying this game a little too much, she decided to end it. After hitting him hard a few more times on the upper back and legs, she hooked her legs around his waist and dug the balls of her feet into his lower back as hard as she could. This helped drive him deep into her depths. She stopped holding back, allowing all the sensations she was sensing to lead her to another orgasm. Once she felt him deep enough, she released her psychic hold on him.
“Go on! Cum you dirty criminal! Cum!” she commanded.
Remy muttered a string of French curses through the gag as he let out a deep moan similar to Alex’s. The pain and pleasure mixed to create a unique experience. That same experience helped Emma have another orgasm. As he released got his sexual release, waves of pleasure mixed with the pain of the welts. Emma sensed he had experienced these kinds of kinky sex acts before, but never with someone of her expertise. Like Alex, he seemed to really like it. She sensed he hadn’t gotten Rogue into this sort of thing yet, but now he had a much stronger incentive to do so.
This left only Logan, who was being pushed harder than either Alex or Remy. Since he had a healing factor, Emma didn’t hold back. She struck him as hard as she could, whipping him in ways that would have seriously injured a lesser man. Weapon X gave him an obscenely high pain tolerance, which Emma was eager to exploit. Having had so many orgasms at this point, she decided to take another approach with this man. Rather than take the position of the Emma he was fucking, she took the position of the Emma that was whipping him. Now armed with a real whip and utilizing her real strength, Emma delivered the final round of punishment.
“Had enough, you hairy ball of Canadian bacon?” grinned Emma after striking him right on the ass, “Let’s test that healing factor of yours!”
“Errrrrr!” Logan growled through his gag, clearly showing more feral tendencies than Alex or Remy.
Yet the former living weapon kept taking it, absorbing blow after blow from Emma’s whip. The welts on his hairy body were larger and redder than anything Remy or Alex had taken. His healing factor quickly covered them up, but Emma made sure to keep up with it. She kept striking him hard and fast, not giving his healing factor time to sooth the pain. All the while, he kept fucking the psionic figure underneath him. His fists clenched the bed sheets so hard they started to tear. He looked like he was about to explode.
It got to a point where Emma’s arm began to get tired from all the whipping. The hard thwacking sound of leather striking his flesh overwhelmed them both. Eventually, Emma’s mind started to tire as well. Having had such a strong hold on six minds for so long, she was reaching her limits in terms of mental as well as physical endurance. But she made sure to push herself as much as she pushed Logan. She waited until her head started to throb before finally allowing the feral mutant to climax.
“Now, Wolverine! Cum! Cum! Cum!” she ordered.
The moment Emma released her psychic hold on him, Logan let out a howl that nearly broke the gag. He pounded his hips against the psionic figure of Emma as hard as he could, driving his dick deep into her depths before releasing another thick load. It was so hard and so deep that the psionic figure faltered a bit. Emma sensed the power of his feral release, flooding her with a unique kind of pleasure. She couldn’t tell if Logan had enjoyed it like Remy or Alex, but enduring her punishment seemed to be his way of letting her know that he was still stronger. For the pleasure she took in dominating him, she was content to let him believe that.
By the time Logan was finished, he was rendered too dazed and sore to move from his bed. Warren, Alex, Remy, Piotr, and Warpath were equally drained. Some were relaxed and content from this lesson in obedience. Others were still in plenty of discomfort as a result of Emma’s punishment. Yet in the end Emma was the one most satisfied. After having to play the part of a submissive, it felt good in so many ways to exercise a little dominance.
“I trust you boys all have a new appreciation for the value of obedience and punishment,” she said while flexing her whip.
“So much...appreciation,” said Warren, who had a somewhat goofy smile on his face.
“Hnn...says you, bub,” muttered Logan through the gag.
“Regardless of how much you enjoyed or despised this lesson, let this also be a reminder of my capabilities so to speak,” she went on, “I can bring a man to the greatest of ecstasy and the greatest of torment. I reserve the former for those I care about and the latter for those that oppose me. Moving forward, you would all be wise to remember this.”
“Trust me, Frost...I don’t think any of us are going to forget,” said Warpath.
Emma grinned triumphantly as she stood near Logan’s bed. As the six X-men lingered in her daze, she ended her psionic hold on them. The psionic figures all disappeared. The shackles, the gags, and restraints disappeared as well. Once everything had faded, the men found themselves lying on ordinary beds. Some noticed a rather large pool of semen on the bed, which they thought they had released into Emma. But they had only released it into her psionic figures so it was nothing but a stain on the sheets and a reminder of Emma’s power. It was a power they now had a new respect for, despite Emma’s deviant means of exercising it.
Yet Emma Frost was still not done exercising her authority. These six men would need time to rest, as would the women and the New Mutants. She could also use a quick breather after having had so many orgasms during this lesson. However, such rest would have to be short lived. She knew from the minute she hatched this plan that she would not be the only one looking to exercise her authority.
‘Rest easy, boys. You’ve earned it. I think I’ve made my point with you. Just be glad you’re not among those who think they’re cunning enough to take advantage of my careful planning. Once the wine kicks in again, I’ll show them they’re sadly mistaken!’

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Up next: Mystique sneaks into the temple to participate in the ritual while Emma is forced to adjust her plan accordingly
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