Trap and bait

“Let’s not bring Mystique into this just yet. Her time will come though,” you smile. “But first we need a base of operations and some clothes…”

Using Felicia’s skills as a thief and pickpocket coupled with Domino’s expertise in electronics and security systems, your team breaks you into one of the local upscale shopping malls. Domino gives Felicia the information on Rogue, including favorite colors and dress sizes. While the Black Cat looks for just the right outfit for Rogue (and a few things for herself) you and Domino amuse yourselves with slow, deep anal sex on the indoor merry-go-round. The three of you follow up with raids on Frederick’s of Hollywood, Victoria Secrets, and a couple of the high end jewelry stores. “I want my girls to look good and feel yummy,” you grin. Felicia hits up Hot Topic and the shoe shops while Domino hits up the electronics stores for some extra equipment. Squirrel Girl is **** to carry the bags of merchandise into the SUV as you, Felicia, and Domino walk arm in arm out of the mall.

“Doors are locked, security systems have been turned on, and all forensic and surveillance evidence of our shopping spree have been erased,” Domino nods as she climbs into the driver’s seat of the SUV. With you, the four women, and the illicit goods, the vehicle is weighed down nearly to capacity.

“We need a base of operations and a new vehicle,” you tell your girls as you drive away from the mall. Domino drives as you sit in the passenger’s seat. Felicia sits on your lap, playing with her breasts as she sits in your lap and rides you.

“You evil perverts can rot in hell,” Squirrel Girl whimpers as Mary Jane’s **** body and locked cases of military ordinance poke her with each bump in the road.

A nonchalant thought has the piercings and egg on Squirrel Girl’s body trembling with rapid orgasms until she collapses **** on top of Mary Jane.

You spend the next day getting a suite at the Hilton (after **** and dominating a couple of the more attractive maids and the cute girl working the overnight counter) and using one of SHIELD’s dummy front corporations and Felicia’s holdings to get the furniture, security, and a couple of new vehicles.

“Now for Rogue…” you grin.

That evening, Rogue receives a package by courier. When she opens it, she finds an elegant green evening down with low cleavage and a lower back that stops just above her pert ass. A matching set of long gloves, heels, and a velvet green collar cut necklace rest in the package as well. And underneath the clothes is a simple note: “Please meet me at the master suite at the Hilton downtown, ma chere. I need to see you. Remy.”

“Ah don’t know what ah’ll do with that boy,” Rogue chuckles. She showers, fixes her hair into an intricate, sexy weave, and slips on the outfit. A quick cab ride brings the young mutant to your suite.

When she opens the door into the darkened room, she whispers “Remy?”

The door closes behind her as several candles flicker on, giving the suite enough illumination for her to see Felicia in perfect replicas of Rogue’s dress, only in black with black platform boots. Mary Jane sits in the far corner, bound, naked, and trembling. Squirrel Girl is wearing her bondage gear along with a cute maid’s skirt and stockings, her broken eyes in tearful rage as she looks to the floor. Your eyes glow bright red as you walk towards Rogue and your two henchwomen flank the young virgin.

“Welcome to the party, ma chere…” you glare at her with menacing eyes.