...make the next move. Rogue seemed to be in a dominant mood tonight, so Jean felt it best to follow her lead.
"Are you my girl, Jean?" Rogue asked suddenly.
"What do you mean?" she asked.
"I meant just what I said. Are you my girl? Do you submit yourself to my control for as long as I choose to give it?"
"You know I can't be your girl, baby. I've already submitted to John. I'm his girl. But you know that I love being with you. My pussy, ass, and mouth are yours any time you want them. I can't say no to you."
Rogue grinned at her response and slid her hand into her hair. She gripped her crimson locks tightly and pushed down on her shoulder with her other hand. Jean immediately fell to her knees before Rogue and glanced up at her fearfully. She thought that perhaps she'd upset Rogue, but her friend's next words told her otherwise.
"It's true that John is your master, Jean. He'll remain that for as long as he wishes to keep you. But I am your mistress. And you will be my girl for as long as I say. You will fuck when I tell you to fuck, you will suck when I tell you to suck, and you will fuck and suck whoever I tell you to. Is that clear?"
"N-no, Rogue. I'm not a slut. W-why are you doing this?"
Rogue growled and released Jean's hair. She quickly removed her bod...