Moonstone Wants Sue Storm As Her Partner In Crime

Karla Sofen knew she wasn't a good person. If pressed, she would admit that she displayed one of the classic traits of clinical insanity—an inability to distinguish good from evil. She understood the concept intellectually, but in practice morality was fairly meaningless to her. Like the distinction between legal and illegal. There was only what you were willing to do and capable of doing, whether you were clever or powerful enough to deal with the consequences.

Doctor Doom wanted Sue Storm and Reed Richard's relationship broken. But as Karla meditated on what she wanted, the realization came that what she had her was an opportunity for something she'd never really had before—a partner in crime. A submissive, but powerful, associate. One that could further her own goals as well as lick her pussy.

Of course, there was the problem that Sue Storm was a very moral person. She had her illusions of doing the right thing. The whole hero thing.

Moonstone grinned maliciously. She would enjoy twisting her. In fact, she had a plan...

"Strip," Dr. Stone said, as soon as she closed the door. Sue Storm started, eyes wide. The psychiatrist smiled at Sue's momentary confusion. No foreplay, no greeting. Just an order. "But keep your shoes on."

The Invisible Woman quickly pulled off her clothes. Dr. Stone took a cloth grocery bag and stuffed the clothes inside of them.

Then she showed Sue Storm the leash and collar.

"So far, we've been acclimating you to submission in private," Dr. Stone said. "What we need to do is give you some experience being submissive around other people. So what we're going to do is I'm going to put this collar on you, then you're going to use your powers to make yourself and the leash invisible, and then we're going on a little walk. I'll have your clothes with me, just in case there's an emergency and you need to go save the world."

Sue Storm's eyes went wide...but Moonstone's implants buzzed as she made sure that Sue's mind was sufficiently malleable. Not that she needed it. Karla could see the hint of wetness between Sue's legs.

"Okay," Sue said, and stood still as Karla slipped the collar around that pale neck. Then woman and leash vanished from sight.

With a little tug, Dr. Stone turned and opened the door. She gave Sue time and space to exit. The leash gave her a bit of tactile sensation. An assurance that Sue was still there, still following her.

Then they walked. In the building. Down the stairs. Already, Moonstone was imagining how this could work later—going into a meet with an invisible girlfriend, ready to protect her or deal **** at her command. That would come, in time. For right now, she was getting Sue used to obeying her commands. Dr. Stone could feel the leash grow taut as she went to leave the building.

"Just around the block," she whispered...and the leash went slack as Sue obediently followed her mistress.

A naked invisible woman on the sidewalks of Manhattan. Dr. Stone allowed herself a smile as she imagined the warm air on that soft skin. The perspiration of anxiety as Sue nervously avoided colliding with people who couldn't see her. The thrill as Dr. Stone gave a little tug with the invisible lead, to guide Sue left or right.

Until they went into the alley behind the building. The trash had already been picked up, so it was relatively clean, and free of homeless people. Dr. Stone drew the lead in. Drew Sue Storm closer. The villain's hands reached out and touched the invisible flesh, warm but unseen. Her hungry mouth latched on against skin—Sue's shoulder—and kissed her way up the neck as her hands groped breast and hip. She could hear Sue moan now. Feel her shiver. And it would have been quite amazing to anyone who came by, to see Dr. Stone making out in thin air.

"Good girl," Dr. Stone muttered, and her implants buzzed painfully. "Just do what I say, and I'll give you such rewards."

It was a start. Just a little start. A way of breaking down Sue Storm's taboos, one step at a time. The next step would be more difficult.