Moonstone Explains How As A Sub She Can Undermine Sue's Marriage

The blonde villain carefully removed the Invisible Woman's panties from her mouth. A gesture that gave her a **** moment to get her thoughts in order. She took a deep breath and tried to recover some of her normal poise. It was probably pointless; though she faced Doctor Doom's hologram, she had no idea where the cameras were that transmitted her image to him.

"As you can see," Moonstone said. "I have successfully corrupted Sue Storm into a sexual relationship outside of her marriage. An affair that will fracture her relationship with her husband, and perhaps eventually drive the Fantastic Four apart entirely."

Doctor Doom's eyes narrowed behind the iron mask. They were cold, those eyes. Cold and calculating, without an ounce of human compassion.

"I see," he said.

Moonstone's heart hammered in her naked chest as the silence drew on. It was a tactic she recognized, had used herself. Those who were nervous would seek to fill that silence, to confess something to cover for their own insecurities. She was too good of a manipulator not to recognize the game, and refused to play it.

Doom seemed to recognize this.

"You realize your task is not complete?" He said, finally. "The Invisible Woman is nowhere near the point of leaving her fool husband Richards yet."

It was only speaking the name of Reed Richards that a hint of emotion entered Doom's sepulchral voice. An intonation, a deep and burning grudge made manifest. It sent a shiver down Karla's spine as she recognized how fundamental that hate must be to who Doom was.

"I need to drag her deeper into being a dominatrix," Karla said. "Top from the bottom. I'll be the best little slut she can imagine."

"Can you?" Doom's words were flat, but carried their own menace. "I wonder if you don't need...assistance."

Moonstone swallowed hard.

"I, uh. Don't know what you mean. I've done well so far..." she said, half in protest.

"You have whored yourself out like a common slut," Doom said, voice devoid of judgment, though his words were like a slap across the forebrain. "Crude, if effective. A stratagem that would never have occurred to me. However, to draw her deeper into a world of aberrant sexuality, you may need additional resources."

That brought Moonstone to attention. When Doom offered you something, you listened. But a smart woman wouldn't simply accept without understanding exactly what you were talking. When supping with the devil, it was best to use a long spoon. For all she knew, he might be offering her a free lobotomy to live in a box as a gimp in Sue Storm's basement.

Moonstone wished that the thought of that didn't make her squeeze her pussy in sudden arousal.

"What kind of additional resources?" Karla asked warily.