Beneath Her Costume, Sue Storm's Body Shows Her Years In The Scene

There was a Fantastic Four brand, just above Sue Storm's ass. She remembered when Reed had put it there. It was a demonstration of her loyalty and commitment to the team—and to him. By the time they had married, Sue had already introduced Reed to the idea. She had encouraged him to spank her. Paddle her. Tie her up. Blindfold her. He didn't slip naturally into the role of a dom, but Sue wanted—really desperately wanted—to be his sub.

In time, he had come around. And they had so much fun together, over the years.

There were rope burns on her body from ropeplay. Her nipples had been pierced on their first anniversary. Reed had held the needle as if he was trying to assemble some cosmological calculator, so intense on her tits that it had driven Sue wild. It brought a smile to Sue's face to think of all their adventures, in and out of the bedroom, over the years.

"Ping," the flux chronometer went.

Reed Richards blinked. His balls ached. Last night, Sue had been in a mood for something harder than their usual play. Reed had been **** to hang her from the ceiling, to pin her labia apart with the little rings in her labia installed for just that purpose, and plunge his swollen prick into her until she screamed. It had taken him three ejaculations into her insatiable snatch, spanking her ass mercilessly, before she finally came.

"Hmm," he said, as he adjusted the instrument. "I think the chronal flux is spreading. The changes are affecting more people. I'll need to zero in on the original focus of the changes."

"Whatever ya say, Stretch-o," Ben Grimm grumbled.

JVD: So you and Reed...

SSR: Have a loving, fulfilling relationship. Which often involves him tying me up and fucking me raw, long and hard into the night.

JVD: Ha! And no one's ever caught on?

SSR: Well, it's not like we advertise...

"Oh, but they could," Mysterio said from his lair. His great spherical mask nodded gravely. "In fact, you might be famous for such perversions."

"Indeed," Doctor Doom said, and with a touch of the chronal communicator, sent the instructions back through time.