Doctor Doom Is Aroused By Moonstone's Bondage Antics

In Latveria, Doctor Doom watched. The Invisible Woman was on her knees, naked, arms tied behind her back, shins lashed to thighs. Moonstone has drawn a rope between Sue Storm's legs and stood over her, flossing the rope back and forth, sawing at the blonde's bare cunt. His hidden cameras caught and recorded the action from several angles. He heard Sue Storm's moaning responses as Moonstone prompted her, the female villain's eyes ablaze as she slowly drew Sue Storm deeper and deeper into depravity.

Within his armor, Doom felt his own hardness grow. He had not thought that Moonstone's method would actually arouse him. Yet something about the scene, the beautiful symbolism of Reed Richard's wife being subjugated and degraded in such a manner, made his prick hard as adamantium.

With a thought, electromagnetic latches were unleashed. The crotch-plate of Doom's armor folded outwards, and his prick sprang into the open air. The cold metal of his guantlet grasped his hand as he focused on the streaming footage, which occupied every one of the panoply of screens before him.

He imagined what it would do to Reed Richards when he saw his wife stolen from him, a lesbian slut **** to her own desires, and his cock quivered and pulsed.

In Manhattan, Moonstone shifted Sue's position. Ass in the air, cheek against the carpet. The blonde heroine's face flushed, her body shaking with desire.

Dr. Stone's hand came down on the exposed buttocks with a hard slap that sent a wave through the pale white tissue. The psychiatrist's eyes glowed, her head buzzing.

"You like it, don't you slut?" Dr. Stone rasped.

Sue spasmed as the hand came down again, harder this time.

"No more getting tied up by other villains! Only me, you understand?"

Sue gasped as the hand slammed into her ass again.

"You're mine! You hear me? Mine!"

The hand came down, not on Sue's ass, but her exposed, puffy twat. Instantly, Sue squirted. A dreamy look came over the Invisible Woman's face as Moonstone's words and the sensations soaked into the heroine's brain.

"Yours," Sue murmured. "All yours..."