Moonstone Plays Along

"Alright, Mistress Susan," Karla said, as she **** herself to relax in the grip of the invisible **** fields that held her. "I can switch. How shall I serve you?"

The Invisible Woman's thumb was pressed on Karla's clit, through the villain's pants and panties. The vibrator buzzed against her labia. Yet the psychiatrist's submission seemed to shift Sue's demeanor. A soft smile crossed her lips, more familiar of the Sue Storm that Moonstone knew. As if the lack of resistance pleased her.

"I'd like to try something I've always wanted but never had a chance to do," Sue said. "If you want me to stop, the safeword is...um...groovalicious."

Karla smiled, nodded.

The invisible hands shifted their grip on the psychiatrist. Pulled her hips forward, so that she sank lower in the chair, knees bent, ass hanging off the edge of the see. Sue grabbed Karla's pants and peeled them off, followed by her panties. There was an amusing moment where Sue had gotten them down to Karla's knees and then was unsure how best to proceed—and settled, finally, on picking Karla up and flipping her over, so that the panties were still bunched around the bound woman's knees, but her knees were on the floor, her breasts pressed into the couch cushion.

Her naked pussy exposed and **** and...

Sue's fingers touched her. Soft. Warm. Tentative. Just the fingertips, on the outside of Karla's exposed labia. Then a single digit, warm and living, pressed inside for a moment.

"Wet," Sue said. "Good. Let me know if this hurts."

Karla couldn't look around. Even with her superhuman strength, she couldn't break Sue's invisible **** fields. She thought, for a moment, of using her powers to knock Sue into a suggestive state—but no, this was better, more organic. Later on, if Sue had any thought that Karla had manipulated her, she could honestly say—

The vibrator slid into Karla's pussy. Not the longest or the thickest toy, just a slender vibe, better suited for external stimulation than penetration. Yet Karla had not been expecting penetration, and that made her tighten her pussy muscles, increasing the friction. She felt Sue's hips push into her buttocks, and understood, intellectually, what was happening: Sue was holding the vibrator in place like a strap-on using her powers.

Yet the reality was much more profound: Sue Storm was fucking her.

"Take it," Sue whispered, almost to herself. "God, I wish I had a cock to fuck you properly. I want to fuck you until you cum!"