Jean earns her collar

Leana smiled when her jet stopped on the private runway on her island. A short drive to her mansion, and she would be reunited with her slaves. She couldn't wait to tell them that Felicity Smoak, Madam Smoak to them, and her pets would soon be joining them. Then there was the opportunity to properly collar Jean, and of course use her interdimensional device to add to the harem the two would share.

The Bently pulled up in front of the mansion and a few seconds later, the driver opened the door letting Leana out. "Welcome home, Miss Luthor," the driver said. She was a tall slender woman with short dark-blonde hair and hazel eyes.

"Thank you, Bernie," Leana said as she got out of the car and began the short walk to the front door of the massive mansion. She opened the door and her smile broadened when she saw Kara and Alex kneeling in the entryway in position three waiting for her.

Kara wore her typical **** uniform. A blue satin half bra that clasped in the front. A small Crest of The House of El over the clasp itself. She also wore a short red satin skirt that she knew would flash her ass with every step she took and leave her completely exposed if she were to bend over. On her feet, she wore red open-toed shoes with six-inch stilleto-heeled shoes. In her mouth, was a simple red ball gag. Her long blonde hair hung down freely.

Leana then turned her attention to Alex. Alex wore a black satin half bra trimmed with purple lace and a matching short satin skirt that would behave just like Kara's red one. On her feet, she wore dark purple open-toed shoes with six-inch stiletto-heeled shoes. Her auburn hair had been worked into a French Braid and in her mouth was an all-black ball gag.

"Well, you two look absolutely adorable," Leana said before giving each of her slaves a kiss on the forehead. She then reached down under each of their skirts and ran a hand over each of their cunts. She found them perfectly smooth. "Did you two shave each other this morning?" she asked. The two slaves nodded their heads. "Wait here," she said tapping each of them on the nose with an index finger.

"Rao, I hope she's happy with everything," Kara thought. Her heart began to thunder so hard in her chest that she could feel it in her ears. One look over at Alex told her that she was nervous as well. She could see small beads of sweat already forming on Alex's forehead.

Leana walked around the mansion finding everything immaculately in order in every room she went to. Eventually she found Andrea, her Head-of-Staff. The dark-haired woman smiled at Leana when she saw her approaching. "Welcome home, Miss Luthor. I trust you have found everything in order?"

"Yes, as always," Leans said with a smile. "Were my slaves helpful in keeping the house in order?"

"Oh yes, when they weren't working in your dungeon, Miss Luthor, they were all but begging me for chores to do."

"I love to hear that," Leana said before heading off toward the dungeon. She entered her most private of chambers and was blown away by what she saw. Every piece of wood, be it part of a piece of furniture, or a paddle or cane had been polished to a high shine. Every bit of leather looked and smelled to be freshly oiled. The wonderful intoxicating and arousing smell of the leather flooded Leana's nose, making her pussy wet. She glanced over at the heavy metal door knowing that behind it in the tony holding cell, Jean Grey waited for her chance to earn her collar. "Soon," she thought before grabbing two powerful vibrators and leaving the dungeon.

"Well, she looks happy, I hope the vibrators are a good sign," Alex thought as her mistress approached her and her fellow ****.

"I am very pleased you two," Leana said as she squatted down in front of her slaves. "So, I am going to give you a treat," she added as she placed the heads of the vibrators against her slaves' cunts and turned them on. Almost instantly Kara and Alex began moaning into their gags as they tipped their heads back in pleasure and began moving their hips, grinding their cunts against the powerful vibrators. Leana watched with a satisfied smile as her slaves' bodies responded to the stimulation. She could see the pleasure etched on their faces, even through their gags. The vibrators hummed softly, their steady rhythm causing Kara and Alex's hips to move in time with the sensation.

As they continued to enjoy the vibrators, Leana moved in closer to them, she leaned forward and took Kara's one of Kara's nipples in her mouth and began to gently suck. As the new sensation began, Kara's head shot back and her eyes rolled back in her head as she shrieked in pleasure into her gag. "That's right enjoy it, my Kryptonian fuck toy."

She then leaked at Alex, who was looking at her pleadingly. Slowly, teasingly, Leana leaned towards Alex and took one of her nipples in her mouth and again, began to gently suck. Alex let out a high-pitched whine, as she tried desperately to keep her eyes on her mistress. Leana then began to move the vibrators along her ****'s slits, applying gentle pressure when they were over their clits.

"Ank oo, Ises!" Kara and Alex screamed together as powerful orgasms rocked their bodies. Leana pulled the vibrators away allowing her slaves to come down from their orgasmic bliss. She smiled as she watched the pair pant as they slowly caught their breath.

"Position one girls." At their mistress' command, the two slowly stood to their feet, leaving their hands behind their backs and grabbing the opposite elbow. "Hmm, looks like the two of you made a couple of messes," Leana laughed when she looked down and saw that her slaves had left puddles of their juices. She undid their gags and took them out of her slaves' mouths. "Why don't you work together, and clean up each other's mess?" Leana asked rhetorically.

"Yes, Mistress," the two said together as they changed positions. They got down on their hands and knees and lowered their heads to the floor and began to obediently lick and slurp up each other's cum. As she watched them, Leana walked around them taking time to appreciate the view of her ****'s asses and cunts high in the air.

"That's enough," Leana said once she was happy with the state of the floor. "You two may go and spend some fee time however you wish, I am going to go give Jean her test."

"Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress," both Alex and Kara said together before gracefully curtsying to their mistress before leaving the room.

Leana went to the dungeon and placed the vibrators in a bin for cleaning before going into the small changing room and changing into a black leather bikini and a pair of black leather knee-high boots with a four-inch square heel. She walked over to the cell door and unlocked it. She stepped into the tiny cell and Jean, completely naked, practically lept off the small cot and knelt on the floor.

"Mistress," the former member of The X-men said bowing her head and keeping her gaze low.

"Completely broken and ready for training," Leana thought. She took Jean by the arm and led her out to the dungeon, then up through the house, and to her bedroom. "Today, We will see if you can earn your collar," Leansa said with a smile. "Do you know what that means?"

"Yes, Mistress, it means I would get to sleep in a warm bed, eat actual food, take a hot bath or shower, and most importantly, serve at your pleasure, Mistress."

"Very good, now position one," Leana ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said as she moved to the proper position. She stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, her hands behind her back grasping the opposite elbow waiting for her next order.

"What is lesson one?"

"I must address you properly at all times, Mistress, or be punished."

"Lesson two, I know you know this one."

"I must take what I am given, Mistress," Jean answered obediently.

"Bend over," Leana said as she went to her nightstand and retrieved a thin cane about a foot long. She moved behind Jean and placed the cane against the beautiful redheaded mutant's defenseless ass. "Are you ready, Jean?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jean answered her voice trembling. There was a shrill whistle as the cane sliced through the air. Jean let out a scream of pain as a thin line of fire spread through her ass. Leana continued to administer the punishment, all the while, Jean was required to maintain position. Each strike of the cane was met with a scream of pain from Jean, her body trembling with each impact.

As the punishment progressed, Leana could feel her own desires growing stronger. She moved in closer to Jean, her breath hot against her ear. "You're doing so well, Jean," she whispered, her voice low and seductive. "I'm sure you will earn your collar. Now, stand up."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean answered tearfully as she righted herself.

"Position two," Leana said. Obediently Jean placed her hands behind her head, interlocking her fingers. "Did you enjoy that as much as I did?"

"Yes, Mistress," Jean answered as Leana ran her fingers over her slit, hoping that her mistress would find her cunt suitably wet.

"Why did you enjoy it, Jean?"

"Because, Mistress, lesson three is that my pleasure is your pleasure, and if my pain is your pleasure, pan is my pleasure."

"Very well said," Leana said as she held her fingers up to Jean's mouth. Jean immediately took them in her mouth and began to suck them clean of her juices. "Position three."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said as she lowered herself to her knees and placed her hands back behind her back grasping the opposite elbow identically to position one.

"Tell me, Jean, what is lesson four?"

"I must know how to properly present myself to you."

"Position four." Jean moved her hands to the back of her head, interlocking her fingers. "Position five." Jean went to all fours. "Lesson five?"

"My orgasms belong to you, Mistress. Leana went back to her nightstand, this time grabbing a powerful vibrator. She pressed the vibrator against Jean's clit and activated it as she used the index and middle fingers of her free hand to fuck Jean's cunt. Between the vibrator and her mistress' fingers it did not take long for Jean to begin moaning loudly with lust and need.

"Don't you dare cum," Leana said sternly.

"No Mistress, not unless you say so," Jean answered. For several minutes Leana used the vibrator to push Jean to orgasmic highs that threatened to push her too far and have the forbidden orgasm she was craving more and more, and valleys that let her need cool, but kept her teased and in need. "May I please cum, Mistress?" Jean said in a needy whine.

"Not yet," Leana said as she pulled the vibrator away and her fingers out of Jean's cunt. Again she placed her fingers near Jean's mouth and the beautiful redhead began sucking on them. "Position six."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said lowering her head to the floor and placing her hands out in front of her, one overtop of the other, leaving her ass high in the air.

Leana smiled as she ran her hand over Jean's ass gently tracing the welts from the cane with her finger. "Why is position six special, Jean?"

"Because, Mistress, it is the only position I may speak freely to you."

"When can you adopt this position?"

"Whenever I wish, Mistress. So long as my bondage does not entirely prevent it, if I am bound I may adopt it to the best that my bondage allows."

"When can you freely speak after adopting this position?"

"Only after you acknowledge me, Mistress."

"Position seven." Jean moved her hands behind her grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling them apart. "Lesson six?"

"I am a ****, and slaves have bald cunts," Jean replied.

"Lesson seven, why do slaves wear heels?

"To show off our legs and asses to our betters and restrict our movements."

"Why will your hands be bound, most of the time?"

"Because unless you need them, I do not need my arms or hands to please you."

"Why will you wear a collar?"

"Once I have earned one, I will wear a collar to remind myself and show the world that I am an owned bitch, and must obey you in all things, or be punished."

"Why is your sight a reward?"

"Because, Mistress, as a good ****, I do not need my eyes to please you?"

"You will often be gaged. Why?"

"As a ****, I have nothing to say worth your time or attention unless you tell me what to say, or give me permission to speak."

"What is lesson eight, Jean?"

"Mistress, a **** is a dumb cunt that needs a mistress to provide it with training and discipline."

"Very good, Jean. You have earned your collar. Positon three."

"Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress," Jean said as she quickly adopted the required position. Leana placed a thin gold chain around Jeans neck.

"This is your temporary collar," Leana said, "In a few days we'll have a proper collaring ceremony."

"Thank you, Mistress," Jean said, unsure of what else to do. Her mouth watered and he cunt gushed as she watched Leana remove the leather bikini bottoms. She went over to the chest at the foot of her bed, took out a large black strap-on, stepped into it, and properly adjusted it.

"Come get this ready for your cunt, Jean," Jean said with a smile as she slowly stroked the large rubber cock.

"Yes, Mistress," she said as she crawled to her mistress and took the fake cock in her mouth. She began to bob her head, working more and more of the rubber monster into her mouth each time she moved her head forward. She kept her eyes locked on her mistress, even when she began to gag. Scott was impressive, but he was not as big as the dildo she was now forcing into her throat.

"That's enough," Leana said after watching Jean suck the false cock for several long minutes. "turn around, position five," Leana said.

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said after letting the rubber cock leave her mouth with an audible pop. She spun on her knees, then lowered herself to all fours. Leana knelt behind her and began rubbing the head of the cock along Jean's slit. She reached up, took a firm grip on Jean's long red hair, and gave a hard yank.

"Beg your mistress to fuck you," she said giving Jean a swat on the ass.

"Please, Mistress, please fuck me! I need it so bad, I need you to fuck me so bad! I'm such a needy ****, please please fuck me, Mistress," Jean pled. Needing no further encouragement, Leana thrust her hips forward burryinh the black rubber cock deep in Jean's cunt making the miutant moan loudly. Leana's free hand went to Jean's hip and began to fuck her hard.

"You love this don't you Jean?" Leana asked as she pulled on Jean's hair again.

"Yes, Mistress! Yes, Mistress, I love getting fucked by you Mistress!" Jean screamed as Leana pounded her cunt with the strap-on.

"Who's my mutie fuck toy?"

Jean's entire body flushed with shame. "Mutie" was a slur used by normal humans to de-humanize and **** mutants. Tears of shame began to well in her eyes. "I am, Mistress."

"You're what, Jean?" Leana asked as she suddenly stopped fucking Jean's cunt with the strap-on in her completely. When the beautiful mutant did not answer, she pulled hard on her hair.

"I'm your mutie fuck toy, Mistress," she answered quietly.

"Louder, Jean, or you'll learn just how hard I can cane you," Leana said in a stern tone as she gave Jean's ass a hard swat.

"I'm your mutie fuck toy, Mistresss!"

"Good, keep saying it until you need to cum," Leana ordered as she resumed fucking Jean's cunt.

"I'm your mutie fuck toy! I'm your mutie fuck toy! Use your mutie fuck toy, Mistress!"

"That's my good mutie fuck toy," Leana said happily.

Leana continued to fuck Jean hard until the beautiful mutant was moaning, mewling, and whining in pleasure. She was rapidly approaching an orgasm. She could tell that it was going to be intense, knowing that, almost made her hate it.

"Mistress, may I cum? May I please cum, Mistress? May your mutie fuck toy please cum, Mistress?" she asked.

"I don't know, what do I get if I let you cum?"

"Anything you want, Mistress, anything you want," Jean in a high-pitched whine. She began to kick her legs, the tops of her feet thudding heavily against the floor as she desperately tried to keep herself from cumming.

"If I let you cum, you eat my pussy."

"Yes, Mistress, I'll eat your pussy. I'll eat your pussy so good, Please Mistress, please may I cum?"

"Cum you little slut!" Leana yelled as she gave her a swat on the ass.

"OH FFFFUUUUCK!" Jean screamed as the most intense orgasm she had ever had ripped through her body, making every muscle tense, relax, and quiver all at once. "Thank you, Mistress, thank you," she said as she lowered her head to the floor.

"I just love breaking them down," Leana thought as she pulled the strap-on out of Jean's quivering cunt. She stood, unfastened the harness and stepped out of it. She then went to her bed and sat with her back against the the headboard, with a nest of pillows staged around her. She smiled at Jean and beckoned to her with her index finger.

Jean crawled across the floor, climbed up onto the bed, and buried her face between Leana's legs. without hesitation, she began to kiss and lick Leana's pussy. "I have to please her. I have to please her," Jean thougt over and over as she obediently worshiped her mistress.

"That's a good girl," Leana said as she ran her fingers through Jean's red hair. "After you make me cum, I'll show you to your room so you can get dressed, then I'll take you for a tour of your new home."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said as she continued to kiss and lick her mistress' pussy.

After making Leana cum, Jean knelt obediently by the bed as Leana changed into a black tank top, dark blue jeans, and black sneakers. Once dressed, Jean clipped a leash to Jean's chain and took her around the mansion. The final stop was her new bedroom which was down the hall from Leana's right next to Alex's room. During their walk, they met Kara who was working out in the gym. Leana ordered her to start on lunch.

"Get dressed, then go to the kitchen and see if Kara needs help making lunch for us," Leana said pointing at the bed where Jean's new uniform waited.

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said before Leana left the room. Jean quickly dressed herself in the provided clothes, a blue silk half bra trimmed with yellow lace, a long sheer yellow loincloth with a blue waistband that offered a teasing glimpse at her pussy at all times. Her shoes were blue open-toed sandals with a six-inch stilleto heel. Before leaving to join her new sister Kara in the kitchen, she looked at herself in the full-length mirror feeling strangely aroused by her own reflection.