Jean gets collared, Kara gets punished

It had been three days since Jean had earned her collar. The beautiful redhead woke to a knock on her door and she began to get out of the bed and lower herself to her knees as the door opened. One of her mistress' maids entered carrying a bundle of white clothes, which confused her since her normal dress now consisted of a blue sheer loincloth with a metallic red circle on each hip with a black circle around the outer edge and a big black X in the center, and yellow satin half-bra.

"Get dressed please, your mistress and Miss Grant are waiting to begin your collaring ceremony," the maid said as she placed the clothes on the bed.

Jean rose with a nervous sigh and looked at the clothes that had been laid out. All it took was one look to let the beautiful mutant know she would be dressed as a slutty bride. First, she put on the garter belt making sure it perfectly framed her clean-shaven cunt. Next came the stockings. She carefully rolled them up her legs and smoothed out any runs before clipping the garter belt to them. Next was the short, white, ruffled satin skirt that she knew from being placed behind Kara as they walked leashed behind their mistress that it would barely cover her and offer a teasing glimpse at her ass and cunt with each step. Next was the lacey white half-bra and the shoulder-length white satin gloves.

Once dressed, the maid clipped a leash to the chain around her neck and led her down to the living room. There, her mistress was waiting dressed in a black and purple leather corset, tight-fitting black leather pants, and purple and black knee-high boots, and her long dark hair was pulled back into a tight bun. Standing near her was a woman with short blonde hair and a stern-looking face. She wore a light pink suit jacket with black trim and buttons, a black undershirt, a pink skirt that came down to her knees, and black heels. The maid undid the leash and allowed Jean to walk to Leana, her white six-inch stiletto heels clicking against the floor.

"Mistress," she said as she curtsied to Leana then lowered herself to her knees. Leana looked down at Jean with a smile and held out her hands.

"Jean, take my hands and stand," she instructed. Jean slowly took hold of Leana's hands and rose to her feet. "Now say hello to Miss Grant, she'll be performing the ceremony."

"H-hello, Miss Grant," Jean said before letting out a nervous breath. "May I ask how this will work?" she asked glancing back and forth between her mistress and Miss Grant.

"You may, dear," Cat said in a warm tone that surprised Jean. "It is very simple really. Your mistress will make a vow of dominance to you, and you will make a vow of submission to her. If she accepts, she will present your collar to you and place it around your lovely neck."

"Oh, o-okay."

"Shall we begin?" Cat said looking at Leana.

"Yes, please," Leana answered with a smile.

"Alright then," Cat said before clearing her throat. "We have gathered here today to witness the collaring of Jean Grey by her mistress, Leana Luthor," she said in a much more authoritative tone. "Leana."

"I Leana Luthor, Take you, Jean Grey as my ****. I will provide you with training and discipline, protect you from those that would do you harm, and make sure that while in my care, you want for nothing."

"Jean."

"I-I um... don't have anything prepared."

"That's fine, just say what you feel," Kat said as she rubbed Jean's shoulder.

"I Jean Grey here by acknowledge you, Leana Luthor as my mistress. I will do my best to obey you and serve you faithfully for as long as you wish to have me."

"Jean, Kneel," Leana ordered. Instantly she lowered herself to her knees, chancing a glance up as Cat presented Leana with a black velvet pillow. Leana took something off of the pillow and showed it to Jean. It was a yellow leather collar with four D-rings built into it. Once at the center of the front, one on either side and one at the rear near the buckle. Under the front D-ring was the same X insignia that was on her loincloths. "What do you think, Jean? Isn't your collar pretty?" she asked as she held it at both ends and showed it to Jean.

"Yes, Mistress, very pretty," Jean replied as Leana knelt, removed the chain, and placed the collar.

"There, now you are officially mine," Leana said as they kissed passionately. "Good girl," Leana said as she held her finger up to Jean's lips after they broke apart. "Now I have some things for you."

Leana turned and went to a small closet. She opened it and took out a white leather single glove, a white satin blindfold, and a pink ball gag with a white leather strap. First, she bound Jean's arms in the single glove and then, inserted the gag before gently moving Jean's long red hair aside so that none would get caught in the buckle of the strap. Finally, she slipped the blindfold over her eyes and cinched the strap.

"Oh, God, what is she up to now?" Jean thought as Leana began to gently squeeze and caress her breasts. Leana clipped a leash to the front D-ring of Jean's collar and placed her lips close to the beautiful mutant's ear. Jean let out a soft whimper when she felt Leana's hot breath.

"I have some work to do before Kara and Alex serve lunch, you're going to come with me and keep me company," she whispered into Jean's ear before gently sucking on it.

"Esh, Ishesh," Jean replied through her gag. At the slight upward tug on her leash, Jean stood. She followed behind Leana closely, using the movements of the leash to guide her.

"We're going to go upstairs, I will guide you," Leana said when they reached the stairs in the mansion's entrance hall.

"Esh, Ishesh," Jean said as the color drained from her skin.

"Relax," Leana said brushing Jean's cheek. "I would never let something bad happen to such a pretty girl," she added before kissing her ball gag. "Now, the first step is right in front of you, step up." Slowly Jean raised her right foot and carefully set it down on the step and brought her left foot onto the step as well. "Good girl, step up."

It was a long slow process but necessary. Leana knew she needed to let Jean know that now that she was her collared **** she could trust her mistress. Eventually, Jean reached the top of the stairs and she followed Leana to her office, and around her desk. "I hope she doesn't make me go up and down steps blindfolded very often," she thought when they finally came to a stop.

"Turn to your left," Leana said and Jean quickly obeyed. Leana then undid the gag and placed it in a bin by her desk for cleaning. "Kneel." Jean lowered herself to her knees. She bowed her head when she felt Leana press on the back of it. "Slide back, watch your head." Again, Jean obeyed sliding back as far as she could under Leana's desk. Leana removed her boots, pants, and panties before sitting in the chair and sliding it forward. "Do you know what's in front of you, Jean?"

"Your pussy, Mistress."

"Eat my pussy while I do some work."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said before leaning forward until she felt her mistress' neatly trimmed pussy on her lips. Without hesitation, she began to kiss and lick her mistress, just as she had been trained. Jean probed deep with her tongue and swirled it around.

"Mmm, that's my girl," Leana said through a quiet moan as she stroked Jean's hair. Once Jean brought Leana to an orgasm, Leana let her out from under the desk, removed her blindfold, and sent her to kneel in front of the desk in case she wanted to sample her tongue again.

About an hour later, there was a quiet knock on the door. "Mistress, may I come in?" Kara's voice said from the other side of the door, just loud enough to be heard.

"Come in Kara."

Kara entered Leana's office and curtsied. "Mistress, lunch is ready if you and Jean are hungry."

"We'll be down shortly, thank you, Kara."

"Of course, Mistress," Kara said before curtsying to Leana again and leaving the room.

After lunch, which was fresh salad and fruit the girls were given the afternoon to do as they wished. However, Jean was instructed to stay dressed as she was. Alex passed the afternoon by reading in her room while Kara went for a long swim while completely naked. Not sure what to do with herself, Jean settled into her room which was across the hall from Alex's, and watched a movie before slipping off into a nap.

She woke with a slight start as Kara gently shook her shoulder. "Easy, Jean easy," Kara said quietly. "It's time for dinner, come on," she added as she helped the redhead out of her bed. The pair made their way down to the dining room where they joined Alex and Leana for a dinner of honey-glazed salmon, fresh asparagus, sauteed in garlic butter, and creamy mashed potatoes.

After dinner, Leana put Jean on a leash, dismissed Kara and Alex for the night, and led the beautiful mutant up to her bedroom. Once there, she turned to face her newest **** and pulled her into a passionate kiss. "Are you ready to celebrate your collaring night?"

"Yes, Mistress," she answered as Leana bent down and took one of her nipples in her mouth and began to gently suck. When Jean let out a soft moan she switched nipples.

"Kneel," Leana said in a soft yet stern tone. She smiled when Jean lowered herself to her knees once again. She moved behind Jean and caressed her breasts. "You have such pretty tits."

"Thank you, Mistress," Jean said with a slight whine of pleasure as Leana gently ran her thumbs over her nipples.

"Wait here," Leana whispered before kissing Jean's cheek. Leana went to the cabinet where she kept her supplies. She selected a pair of nipple clamps, some lube, and a small steel anal plug. "First, let's dress up your tits a bit," she said as she put the clamps on Jean causing the redhead to let out a slight whine. "Doesn't that just look so pretty?" Leana asked rhetorically as she shook Jean's breasts, causing the clamps to move and pull at her nipples."Come here," she said now grabbing her leash and giving a gentle upward tug.

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said through gritted teeth. She moved deliberately in an attempt to keep the clamps from moving, but it was to no avail. Leana led her over to an armchair and had her kneel on the cushion. She then turned her slightly towards one of the armrests and placed her forearms on it. Jean flinched slightly Leana placed her hand on her ass.

"Would my pretty mutant **** like a spanking?" Jean's shoulders slumped slightly, she knew she ultimately had ****.

"Yes please, Mistress," she said as she hung her head low.

"Ask for it," Leana said, her voice taking a stern edge as she ran her hand over Jean's ass.

"Please, spank me, Mistress."

"That's a good girl," Leana whispered into Jean's ear. She drew her hand back. She swung it forward and landed a light, but still stinging swat on Jean's right ass cheek. She smiled at hearing Jean's slight whine. She continued to spank Jean using only a fraction of her strength until her ass was a lovely light pink. "Turn on your back lay on the cushion legs in the air and bent at the knee."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said as she turned onto her back. It was the most awkward and uncomfortable position she had ever laid in.

"Do you know that this is?" Jean asked holding up the anal plug for Jean to see.

"N-no, Mistress."

"This," Leana began as she lubed up the plug, "is an anal plug A small one to be exact. Your sisters can take much larger plugs, but you'll get there." Leana began to gently push the rounded head of the plug against Jean's puckered hole, and the pretty mutant began to whine as slowly more and more of the cold metal device was worked onto her colon. "Relax Jean, relax," Leana said as she began to play with Jean's clit.

"Oh, God," Jean thought as she gasped as the widest part of the pug slid into her and Leana pushed the base up against her asshole. "This is a small one?"

"Back on all fours."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said with a slight whine. It felt so weird to move with the plug in her.

"Now a few more spanks for my pretty new ****," Leana said before going back to delivering lightly stinging swats to Jean's reddened ass. After about two minutes of slow steady swats, Leana ruled the plug out of Jean's ass and held it up to the mutant's mouth. Jean whined and turned her head.

"She cannot be serious!"

"Open up, Jean. Don't make me punish you on your collaring night," Leana said sternly. Jean let out another wihine but obeyed. She gagged as Leana pushed the plug into her mouth and held it there. She began to move in and out of Jean's mouth before eventually taking it out and tossing it aside for cleaning. "Good girl," Leana said before kissing Jean on the forehead.

"Thank you, Mistress," Jean said unsure of what else to say or do.

Leana said nothing, she only went back to her cabinet and pulled out a purple strap-on with a black leather harness. "Down on your knees."

"Yes, Mistress," Jeans said as she got off of the chair and onto her knees on the floor. She expectingly, kept her mouth open.

"You know what to do don't you?" Leana asked when she stopped in front of Jean.

"Yes, Mistress," she replied before taking the purple cock inter her mouth and bobbing her head.

"Eyes on me, Jean. Come on, let me see those pretty green eyes. Good girl," Leana said with a smile as Jean worked more and more of the fake cock into her mouth. Soon Jean was gagging as Leana **** her to deepthroat the strap-on. "We'll have to work on your deepthroating skills, but not bad. Get on the bed on all fours."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean said as a glob of drool fell from her chin onto the floor. Leana grabbed the tube of lube and lubed up the strap-on. When she reached out and moved one of Jean's ass cheeks aside and squirted lube down her asscrack.

"Oh, God! Please no!" Jean thought in a panic. She whined as she felt the tip of the strap-on press against her hole. Thanks to the plug it had some give and Leana slowly pushed in. "Ow! Oh, Mistress please," Jean said in a whine.

"Shhh, I know it's your first time, I'll be gentle because you've been such a good girl," Leana said as she reached between Jeans's legs and began to play with her clit again. "No cumming without my permission."

"Yes, Mistress," Jean whined again as Leana began gently thrusting her hips, slowly working more and more of the strap-on into the mutant's ass. Eventually, pleasure began to outway the pain and her whinnes turned to moans and mewls of pleasure. Leana's watch beeped and she stopped playing with Jean's clit long enough for her to tap the screen. When she did, it showed an image of Kara, laying in her bed in the net room under the covers but clearly playing with her cunt.

"Looks like I'll have a bad girl to punish in the morning," she thought as she went back to playing with Jean's clit.

"Mistress, may I please cum!?" Jean asked about ten minutes later.

"You may."

"Thank you, Mistress! Thank you!" Jean said before her orgasm overtook her.

Leana smiled as she took off the strap-on and set it aside for cleaning. She lay on the bed next to Jean and again stroked the mutant's hair. "You did very well. You took half of my strap-on up your ass, I bet in no time you'll be able to handle the entire thing just like Alex and Kara. Now I fucked you much too gently for the clit stimulator to get me off, so get that wonderful tongue of yours to work."

"Yes, Mistress," she said as she slid down between Leana's legs and began to eat her out.

Early the next morning, Leana entered Kara's room and ripped the covers off of the sleeping Kryptonian. Kara gasped and nearly fell off of the bed when she woke. A fearful look came to her blue eyes when she saw the furious look on her mistress' face. "Get up," Leana barked.

"Y-y-yes, Mistress," Kara stammered. She quickly got out of the bed and knelt on the floor.

"Remind me Kara, who owns your cunt?"

"You do, Mistress."

"And are you allowed to touch your cunt without my permission?" Kara didn't answer she only looked down at the floor, her entire body turning red. "Nothing to say for yourself?"

"I'm sorry, Mistress. I heard you fucking Jean and I, I just couldn't help myself."

Leana slapped Kara across the face hard, the sound of the impact echoing off of the walls like a gunshot. She then gripped Kara's chin tightly and **** her to look up at her. "You have been a very bad girl and deserve punishment! Now stand up!"

"Yes, Mistress," Kara said meekly as she slowly rose to her feet. Leana took her by the arm and marched her down to the dungeon. Once there she took Kara to the center of the large room.

"Stay here, feet together," she said sternly.

"Yes, Mistress," Kara said in a terrified whine. Leana went to a rack of straps and came back with a short black one.

"Which hand did you use to play with my property?"

"The right, Mistress," Kara answered not looking up from the floor.

"Look at me, Kara." Slowly Kara tilted her head up to look at Leana. "Stick out our hand, palm side up." Kara obeyed. "Arm fully extended, at shoulder height." Again Kara obeyed. "I suggest you use the left to steady the right. For the first part of your punishment for playing with my property, I'm going to give you one dozen on the hand. I want you to count them and say 'I will not touch my mistress' property."

"Yes, Mistress," Kara said closing her eyes when Leana set the strap against her palm.

"Eyes open, Kara!" Slowly Kara opened her eyes.

WHAP! "OW! One, I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "OUCH! Two, I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "AHHH! Three, I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "FOUR!" Kara screamed as she began to sob, "I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "Five! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "SIX! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "SEVEN! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "EIGHT! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "NINE! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "TEN! I will not touch my mistress' property!" WHAP! "ELEVEN! I will not touch my mistress property!" WHAP! "TWELVE! I will not touch my mistress' property!"

"You may lower your arm," Leana said before taking a long moment to stare at the sobbing blonde. "Did you cum from playing with your cunt, Kara?"

"Y-y-yes, M-m-mistress. I-I'm s-s-s so sorry," she said sobbing so hard she had to gasp for air.

"Position seven," Leana ordered. Kara quickly lowered herself to her knees then pressed her forehead to the floor, and reached back and spread her ass cheeks. "For coming without permission, you will spend one week in chastity with your pink kryptonite plug up your ass."

"Oh, please, Mistress! I know I was bad, please not that! I promise to be good please!" Kara pled as Leana went and got the plug, lube, and the metal chastity belt with The Crest of The House of El etched over the crotch.

"I have decided unless you want something worse," Leana said sternly.

"No, please Mistress, I'll take my punishment," Kara said as Leana began to coat her asshole in lube.

"That's what I thought," Leana said over Kara's pained grunt as she shoved the plug into her ass. "I still want you to teach your new sisters how to behave despite your lack of judgment. When your punishment is over, your newest sister will join us," Leana said as she locked the chastity belt in place.

"Yes, Mistress," Kara said through a lusty moan, the pink Kryptonite already making her fully aroused. Leana pulled her to her feet and spun her towards one of the corners of the dungeon. She pointed at the elevated wooden platform.

"Position three, one hour. One of your sisters or I will be down to get you when your time is up."

"Yes, Mistress," Kara said as she made her way to the platform, knelt on it, placed her hands behind her back grasping the opposite elbow, and pressed her nose into the corner.