Moonstone Realizes Doctor Doom Isn't Going To Save Her

"So...can I eat your pussy?" Karla Sofen began.

Moonstone's heart hammered in her chest. She couldn't use her powers. Bound in a straitjacket and blindfolded. Sue Storm had undergone some sort of profound personality shift. Doctor Doom would kill Karla if she revealed anything about their relationship.

Trapped alone, naked from the waist down, with the most powerful member of the Fantastic Four. Under the circumstances, all she could do was try to top from the bottom. Use her brain and skills to survive.

To that end, Karla rolled onto her back, thighs spread apart; only the strap between her legs kept her pussy from being exposed. Her legs stretched out, touching the desk. Unable to see, Karla could at least orient herself in the room.

"I thought you were all about making me eat your pussy," Sue Storm said. "That was your plan, wasn't it? The point of all your lesbian manipulations?"

"You were repressing a lot of sexual desires for women," Karla said. "I was helping you. I've always been trying to help you."

"Bullshit," Sue said. Karla heard more whiskey splash in the cup. She didn't hear the Invisible Woman move around the desk; Sue used an invisible force field to carry her soundlessly around the desk. So when her foot pressed down on Moonstone's pussy, the pointed toe of her shoe pressing down on the villain's clit, it came as a shock.

"Aaah!"

"You had me polishing your pearl like some kind of slut," Sue said. "Why? Who hired you?"

"N-no one!" Karla said, barely restraining the desire to use her powers. "I was trying to go straight! I didn't want to go to prison again. Trying to help you, you beautiful bitch!"

The pressure on Moonstone's crotch didn't let up. Karla imagined the imperious blonde standing over her helpless victim, grinding her clit down. The villain had to admit; it was hot.

"Y-y-you were suffering from stress!" Karla said. "Repressed sexuality, repressed memories. I was using my powers to help unleash those pent-up feelings. To help you. It was supposed to be a release!"

"Oh, it released something all right," Sue said. "But I don't buy it. You're hiding things from me. And I have ways of finding out."

Sue held up the bottle. She had seen the Black Widow interrogate a HYDRA agent once, with a syringe of nearly pure alcohol. They became severely inebriated and very talkative. This whiskey wasn't pure enough, and while Sue could make an invisible syringe, she had a better idea.

The Invisible Woman's foot moved, and the strap fell away from Karla's crotch. Exposing her shaved pussy and ass.

"Roll over," Sue ordered. "On your knees, ass in the air."

"Wh-why?" Karla said, not closing her thighs. Pussy squelching in what she hoped was an erotic display.

"Because I told you to," Sue said. "Do it now, or I'll do it for you."

Reluctantly, Karla rolled onto her knees. She pressed her forehead against the desk. Trying to keep track of where Sue was.

Moonstone gulped as she felt the invisible tube push into her rectum. Sue Storm upended the bottle into the invisible funnel, watching the brown liquor flow down. She grinned, remembering college girls who had tried this sort of thing. Butt-chugging, they had called it. A good way to get smashed fast. As long as you didn't overdo it.

Karla writhed, squeezing her buttocks. Automatically, she tried to apply her super-strength, and the antigravitic harness responded by squeezing tighter, and for a moment Moonstone couldn't breathe, every muscle in her chest frozen as the liquor flowed into her ass.

"You're going to tell me what your plan really was," Sue Storm said. "One way or another!"