Seduce more recruits

The Brides of **** knew what their assignment was: Recruitment!

Quietly, they spread out among the colony, easing into their normal routine, becoming sleeper agents for their dark master. Even **** was eventually released and able to reintegrate with the others in the guise of Gambit. During the day, they would behave as expected, like any super powered mutant of Utopia. They were productive to society, aiding in the development and maintenance of their island, fulfilling their various roles around the settlement. Higher members of the family, like Gambit and Mirage would go on missions with the X-men to provide their field expertise. Weeks went by without incident.

Meanwhile, when night came, the brides were free to act in the interest of their master, ****. Night by night, the brides would seek out the wayward souls of the island in the local nightclubs. Mirage, Karma, Armor, Bling, everyone participated. To keep suspicion low, they would take turns recruiting; One bride would engage with a lonely, unsuspecting mutant and seduce them into partaking in an evening of lust. It wasn’t hard when you were an attractive X-woman. What would start out as a night of intimate pleasure quickly changed into a session of indoctrination as the bride seduced their targets into submission.

These nightly rituals would end with the brides presenting their prizes to **** himself. He would test the strength of their submission by having them watch him strip his bride bare in front of them and having his way with her. None of the freshly recruited thralls objected to the scene of their womanly suitor consummating with **** before their eyes. They would watch obediently as the bride cried out in ecstasy from ****’s rock hard cock pumping in and out of their juicy pussy. Sometimes, a bride would invite the thrall to join, getting reamed from both ends by **** and the new recruit. Sometimes it was the bride and a woman thrall which **** would anoint with his penis.

They started small with the weaker mutants, the ones that had superfluous abilities and would not be able to defend themselves if they managed to realize what was happening. Next, they broadened their scope to more established members of the community. As they secured their ranks, they started to pick up more seasoned recruits like Iceman and Colossus. Once they had these, they were able to grow even more with Kitty and Illyana. By then, they no longer needed to wait until night to recruit. A casual flirtation during a mission could lead to afternoon delights that would be enough to turn any red blooded mutant. Some of the brides even expanded into the containment area where X-men villains were secured. Monsters like Sabertooth were a captive audience for the ladies’ temptations. Dani and Hisako teamed up to seduce the beastly mutant because of how feral and dangerous he was. They performed a strip tease to whip him up into a fervor, fondling and caressing one another until finally they opened his cage and let him feast on their nubile bodies. Hisako’s armor proved life saving at certain points while Dani’s illusions helped distract him from becoming truly violent. After it was all said and done, Sabertooth was fully expended and **** came in to seal the deal, enthralling the dangerous mutant to their side. Their family was becoming increasingly formidable and dangerous, all under the watch of some of the world’s most powerful telepaths.

**** intentionally avoided the psychics, knowing how much trouble Psylocke was to capture. Psylocke and Dazzler were kept out of the loop, they were already aware of how he operated and he didn’t want to risk them breaking it up again until he consolidated his power with the others.

One by one, ****’s army grew. As they slowly absorbed the population into their ranks, ****’s twisted sexual energy had seeped into the inner psyche of the general populace. The Utopians became much more free spirited, dressing down and exposing more skin, being openly affectionate with one another. It was a change that was hard to ignore.

Over the weeks, Emma Frost had a growing suspicion that something was amiss. Daily operations became full of sexual energy that even a non-telepath could sense. The only problem was that she couldn’t figure out the source of all this pent up sexual tension. She directed the cuckoos to investigate the matter, but their findings were slow and inconclusive. She consulted with Psylocke and Rogue in a closed meeting.

“Have either of you noticed anything… ‘off’ about people today?” Emma asked her teammates.

Betsy took a sip of tea and looked around, “If you mean the trend in revealing wardrobe, I have,” she concurred. “Maybe it’s the weather.”

“Somethin’s definitely in the air these days…” Rogue grumbled. “Everyone’s been all touchy feely with each other.” Emma and Betsy nodded silently. They knew physical contact was a sore subject for the mutant who absorbed powers on touch. Watching others become physically intimate must have been extra hard for her having to do without.

“You know there are options for you to be more… physical with others, Rogue,” Emma noted. “The mutant powers inhibitors for example…”

“No thanks, Sug, Ahm not keen on being collared up. Besides, it’s not like Ah’d have anyone to intimate up with…”

“Troubles between you and Remy?” Betsy suggested between sips of her tea.

“It ain’t no secret that we’ve been on the outs, but lately he’s been fraternizin’ with plenty of other ladies, Ah think he’s finally moved on…” Rogue sighed.

“Speaking of collared up,” Emma chimed in, ignoring Rogue’s lamentations, “Have you seen Kitty? The other day she went out on a mission in a new uniform, harness and chains… quite unlike her.”

“That IS a departure from her normal outfits,” Psylocke agreed.

“Maybe she’s tryin’ sumthin’ new,” Rogue shrugged. “Who hasn’t worn something to sex things up?”

The other ladies glanced at each other and remained silent, being guilty of exactly that.

“I know I’m not the one to criticize wardrobe,” Psylocke said, “But, you have to admit that it does seem out of character for Kitty to be wearing something like that. Illyana’s been wearing a loincloth like she’s living on the Savage Lands as well.”

“So how shall we proceed, ladies?” Emma asked. “Idly standing by will only let things become worse. If this is the underlying symptoms of a mass mind control…”

“I’ve sensed nothing of the sort,” Psylocke interjected.

“Which makes me even more uneasy about this whole thing,” Emma concluded. “The Cuckoos haven’t found anything either but there is plainly something going on under our noses…”

“Then, we can assume if there is something going on, someone is behind it and whoever that is, is able to keep it from you psychics,” Rogue said. “Sounds like someone’s gonna have to get in close and investigate.”