Moonstone Is Her Sub

Sue Storm stood. Dr. Stone remained on her knees. The heroine rubbed her freshly-shaven pussy against the other woman's unresisting cheek.

"I can see it in your eyes. You're enjoying this," Sue Storm said. "All that poking and prodding, you wanted to bring out my dominant side. Because deep down, you're a submissive slut. And you want to be my submissive. You want to serve me. Worship me. Do everything I ask and order. The more depraved the better. Isn't that so?"

Moonstone's head swam. She had no defense against the backwash caused by Doom's implants. Her pussy quivered with urgent need. Her heart hammered against her backbone. She closed her eyes and let Sue raise one leg and hand it over her shoulder, so that she could plant a soft kiss on that beautiful cunny.

"Yes," was all Karla could say.

"Then you will be," Sue said, running her hand through the psychiatrist's golden hair. "You will be my submissive slut, my one and only. The living sex toy I'll use to achieve all the sexual satisfaction my marriage lacks. Every session, you will do what I say. And I...I will take care of you, like a good owner takes care of her pet."

"Yes," Karla said, deeper, more resonant, voice shaking with urgent need.

"Then touch yourself, slut!" Sue Storm demanded. "I want you to cum rubbing your twat while eating my pussy!"

Karla's fingers found the hot cleft between her legs. Her tongue lapped at Sue's labia, freshly shaved and pulsing with the same **** need that Moonstone felt in her own body.

The session lasted...and when it was over, Sue Storm claimed Karla's panties as a trophy—and stuffed her own in between the unresisting submissive's lips.

"Until next week," Sue ordered. "And no masturbation, unless it's with my panies!"

The psychiatrist nodded. She lay there on the floor. Tasting Sue's own pussy juices mingle with her saliva, the damp panties a hot, wet wad in her mouth, infused with her mistress's juices.

Moonstone was still in that position when Doom's holographic head appeared above the desk.

"Explain," he said, simply.