Follow Sue and Diablo as he uses sex and romance to test the endurance of his hold on Sue

Diablo smiled at the devoted slaves kneeling in front of him as he mystically returned the sword to its extra dimensional holding pen. It was certainly an impressive start to his plan, but suddenly he heard sounds from the hallway. More and more people were gathering there yelling “Master, we live to serve you! Let us serve you!” The growing throng of people already started to shake the door near the point of overwhelming its sturdy structure. Diablo knew that the mind slaves were drawn by the sword, but they still did not know who their master truly was until they could lay eyes on him. As tempting as it would be to have an army of hundreds, at this point in the campaign it would be more of a liability.

With a quick incantation, the sorcerer teleported himself, the two heroines, and about a dozen people from the hallway to his lair. Immediately upon seeing him, the new converts fell on the cold stone floor and started to worship their new master. Diablo quickly told them he had need of them as his guards and servants. He assigned them duties about his keep and turned back to his primary targets.

“Ah, the incredible She Hulk,” he cooed. “You will be an invaluable asset my dear. I have a very important assignment for you.” Jen beamed with pride and joy as Sue looked on in envy. “You are going to be my spy in ranks of the hated Fantastic Four.” Both women began spitting vile insults and threats against their former teammates and loved ones. Surely anyone that vexes their beloved master must be deserving of the foulest tortures imaginable. Diablo smiled at the entranced heroines devoted babbling. “Quite so my dears, they do deserve our scorn, but we must be smart,” he purred to his willing puppets. “First, She Hulk, you must convince Richards that his wife will be missing for a week or two without raising suspicion. Do you think you can do that?”

“As mad as Sue is about him forgetting her birthday again? Not a problem Master,” the green giantess answered with a smile. “I will tell him I set her up with a retreat I use frequently. That will mask her absence for at least two weeks. Will that be enough Master?”

“That will be perfect my dear,” he responded. Diablo gave her a mystic token to contact him at regular intervals and set up spots where they could meet daily. He wanted to make sure he could renew her entrancement often enough to keep her in his thrall. In a few minutes he sent the devout servant on her mission of treachery.

Sue was not sure if she should feel miserable because he had ignored her for so long or elated as she was now the only one in his glorious presence, but she soon decided that being near him was more than enough reason to be happy. Diablo then looked at her adoring face. He knew that no human could even begin to regain their wills for at least a day after exposure to the Mindsword. Even then it would be at least another day before they could be free enough to be a threat. Still, the state of mind she was in at the moment of ‘enlightenment’ left her open to far more permanent effects from the sword. The mystic felt compelled to test the limits of the swords power. After all, he would be able to recognize the symptoms of the spell lapsing long before she had a hope of escaping and a simple re-exposure would quickly strengthen his hold again.

Diablo bent over to brush the cheek of the kneeling woman gently cupped her chin in his strong hand. As he held her eyes with his powerful stare, he gently lifted her up with himself until she stood longingly in his arms. “You know my dear,” the villain cooed. “Your beastly husband’s greatest crime is not treating you as the divine beauty that you are.” Susan had never heard a complement so beautiful in her life. Her cheeks flushed as for the first time she imagined being the object of her Master’s desire. Again he stroked her face. “It’s true my love. I would hold you in the highest regard. You would be my most dear priority, even above my own *life*!” Sue was awestruck that Diablo would even think of raising her to the level of his concubine. “If you would have me, I would make you my queen.”

Sue would never have considered an offer from any man while still married, but under the influence of the sword, there was never any doubt what her answer would be. “Diablo, of course I accept. I reject Reed and his foul marriage. I am yours my love, in body and soul!”

He knew she meant every word, but it would not be words that held her enthralled after the spell ran its course in a few days. If he could get her to love her new life, then it might be permanent. Diablo showed his new queen mystic herbs and techniques that made her pleasure a dozen times anything she had experienced. He slowly stripped his ‘bride’ and kissed her from neck to toes. He spent long minutes worshipping her perfect breasts. He kneaded her firm mounds with strong hands. He rolled her hard nipples in his nimble fingers. He teased the hyper sensitive teats with tongue and teeth until the woman was nearly mad with desire.

Still there were other places on this heavenly woman’s body for a man to lavish expert attentions. Still working her heaving breast with sure hands, the villain slowly worked his way down her tanned toned abs with warm passionate kisses. When his talented tongue found its mark in her sopping wet sex, she gasped as the biggest orgasm of her life shook the foundations of her soul. Shudders shook her over heated body like the aftershocks of major earthquake. If she had never met Reed and if this man were not evil, he would not have needed any of the magic of the swords to conquer this woman. She would have stayed months with this man just in the hopes of having this intense type of sex again, but there was still more to come.

After more than two hours of foreplay, the games finally began...Diablo grabbed her massive breasts hard and glided over her sweating body until his hungry mouth met hers. She kissed him like her life depended on it. Her passion swept over him like a raging inferno. While their tongues danced to the joyful song of their hearts, Diablo’s hands moved down to her shapely hips to gain leverage. Teasingly his manhood toyed with the lips of her pussy. Sue moaned like a whore in heat as his lips moved down her cheek and began to nibble her neck just below her ear. “What do you say my darling? Do you want your mate’s instrument of love to enter your divine pussy? Are you ready to experience sex with your true soul mate?”

Sue was mad with desire. Her mind and soul were consumed with this man. She purred back “Yes my beloved. Take me. I am your mate. You are my only love, my soul mate!” Sue ground her hips into her lover’s crotch and was elated at the feeling of his throbbing erection finding its mark. Every thrust of this man hit her G-Spot like a marksman. Without error he gave her climax after climax. Thanks to his mystic preparations it took over half an hour of powerful rhythmic thrusting and countless orgasms for the former heroine before Diablo blessed her with his seed. Mind numbing joy rivaling the Mindsword itself reverberated throughout Susan’s body.

At that point, Sue could care less about commitments, loyalty, morals, or even her own children. All that mattered was her beloved soul mate, the evil Diablo.