How to build your bitch [Emma's POV]

Emma Frost shivered almost ecstatic at the power she just received over the younger mutants mind. Sure, technically she has had this power over countless people before, but both the method she used to subjugate the girl, as well as her deep and rooted desire to ruin her current victim made this time in some ways more special.

"Now let us see how to fix you." She said to herself as she considered what exactly to do. The first problem she instantly remembered was Emilies almost dutiful acceptance of her punishments. That needed to change, but healing and fixing a broken mind would take more time and energy than the former Hellfire member was willing to invest. Instead with a smile she decided on an easier way.

"Sex" she spoke out loud, as an order to the void. Instantly countless of lights shifted around her, reforming screens and images. Emilies memories. Any memory she even remotely connected to the term 'sex'.

Emma blushed, something she had not believed possible herself, before it happened. She had been quite the sexual woman herself, even had been made a sex **** before, so she knew what length men and women could go to when they had free reign over a girls body, but some of the things she saw in Emilies memories even shocked her. "I should take some notes to remind her of these." She chuckled. "Once I am done here of course." And with a flick of her finger she threw the first of the many memories that were piling in front of her away. It was the freshest one, just from this morning in the shower with her mother, and now it was getting erased. Simply removed from her brain and locked behind a mental shield that would prevent her from even thinking it happened.

The telepath continued erasing memories one by one. Occasionally she found some that were not quite as bad, a boy slapping her ass as she passed, or even just wolf whistling her, but for good measure she made sure to remove everything. And for every memory removed, she conjured a new one to take it's place. The scenes usually were the same as the deleted ones just without the sexual scene involved. Wolf whistling after her became a friendly greeting. Slapping her ass became waving. And scenes like when she was stripped in front of her entire gym class and they all took turns on her ass - both spanking it and filling it - became nice memories of her being praised by the teacher in front of the class for her physique.

After a while Emma didn't even keep track of the memories herself anymore and was mostly doing it on auto pilot, sorting through the memories. She mostly did this to stop herself from implanting memories she would know to be fun, but going against her original plan. Sure, it would be fun having the girl believe that 'you can only disagree with an older woman if you have licked her pussy in the last 5 minutes, otherwise you must agree to all she says' or even more - but in the end, that would just leave her mentally broken and already down in her fate like before. Which meant, she would not be suffering the most. After all, making Emilie suffer was the most important thing. And noone was easier to make suffer than someone who had a perfect life so far.

A good while - at least in Emmas perspective - later, she was finally done and sighed in a bit of exhaustion. Sure, reading someones thoughts was easy. Implanting a memory as well, the same with erasing something. But doing it over and over with specific scenes, over a thousand times in total was straining. Even on her. But she was finally done. Now, if she were to punish the young girl again, she would have the pure and innocent reaction of a virgin who had even turned away and closed her eyes in the changing room when other girls were in their underwear, because it was too much for herself.

Yet just as she was about to remove her consciousness from her mind, she reconsidered. Sure, ruining her now was going to be more fun, but... how long would this last?

And with that in mind a much more sinister and evil idea popped into Emmas head. One that she immediately started to put into the defenseless mind of Emilie.