Phase 2 Involves Audio-Visual Stimulus (Expanded Edition)

Author's Note: This is marcus dark and exxxidor456 has graciously given me permission to do a rework of his already great Chapter 5. I Kept the majority of his work intact with a few tweaks and added a bunch of new material to expand on Sue's predicament (Hence, The Expanded Edition Label). I hope you all like it and I hope I did exxxidor's creation justice. Thank You.

Nearly 4 Hours Later......

Sue Didn't Know How Long She Had Been Out But Her eyes fluttered open again just as the orderly and the nurse started to leave the room. Sue’s eyes were drawn to the sight of the nurse’s exquisite ass as it swayed its way through the doorway, the latex of her mini-dress creaking slightly in time with her movements. Then the door hissed shut, and she was alone again.

Susan struggled mightily against her bonds but in addition to the suppression of her cosmically-imbued psionic powers and the adaptive restraints, Susan's normal uniform had been replaced with a highly-sophisticated remote-enabled compression suit of similar style but with an odd chastity belt like device encompassing her pelvis and a full-immersion hyper-reality visor covering her eyes and ears, And attached to it was a peculiar breathing apparatus electro-magnetically affixed to her beautiful face which was slowly releasing an arousal-inducing narcotic gas that would keep her in a constantly horny state by targeting and hyper-stimulating the pleasure centers of her brain turning her entire body into a gigantic raw pleasure-sensitive nerve.

Susan started to smell something. It smelled like sweat and cum. The more she breathed in the more she realized she was getting aroused. Almost instantly her nipples became as hard as a rock. The Device attached to Susan's pelvis had a small series of lights that lit up. Immediately she felt the alternating electro-stimulation of her already over stimulated, Over Engorged Clit and the rapidly changing pattern of vibration from the apparatus' specially contoured studded butt plug and combination high-speed G-Spot/Vaginal vibrators. Susan couldn’t do anything to stop the stimulation, But she could try and resist cumming. But it felt so good. The combined stimulation made her wet non-stop. Whatever was being fed into her mask was keeping her in a constant buzz of arousal. Damn it! She wasn’t going to cum if she could help it to prove a point to her captors. Little did she know that another gas specifically designed to prevent her from climaxing was being added to the first and released through the mask attached to her angelic lust-tinged face. Susan still tried again to wriggle free to see if anything would come loose—but no luck.

Susan was so horny she could barely think straight. The only thing on her mind at the moment were her rock hard nipples, The maddening buzzing of her over engorged Clit, and the warm, tingling throb of her gushing needy pussy as her G-Spot pulsed with increasingly overwhelming waves of mind-numbing pleasure. In the next room, The Monitor watched with perverse glee as his latest prey struggled in vain to spurn his ministrations and pressed some buttons, Now it was just a matter of time before Susan began to see things his way whether she wanted to or not. Susan Finally Couldn't Hold Back Any Longer and just let go moaning, panting, and whimpering in defeat but her climax didn't come. Then she realized that they were going to win, They were going to break her... No one could resist this kind of diabolical sexual ****. That simple yet powerful conclusion made her scream and flail, Raging against her bonds with all her pitiful strength. Wanting nothing more than to cum and release the supernova of pent up sexual tension that had built up not just during this sexual roller coaster but from years of sexual dissatisfaction.

"Fuck, Fuck, Shit. I'm So Damn Fucking Horny," Susan thought. She felt like she was on the verge of being drowned in her own wetness. "Damn Reed and His Endless Stream of Annoying Fucking Science Fair Projects and Damn Me For Not Taking Care of My Needy Pussy Myself," Susan screamed in her mind as her need to cum continued to grow more and more **** and the frustration and confusion at not being able to cum began to threaten her sanity. It was distracting her from reminding herself that she needed to fight and keep fighting.... whatever her captors wanted she wouldn't give it to them. The Monitor couldn't read her mind but he'd seen it many times before... She would fight and fight and fight until she couldn't anymore but the outcome would be the same as all of the tasty sluts that had been in that room before her. They fought too and now they were All Good Little Submissive, Obedient Cock-Addicted Whore-Sluts. None had been able to resist His methods for long and she wouldn't be the first.

The oxygen mask and compression suit felt a little tighter. Maybe it was Her imagination. Minutes later, On The Monitoring screen, The Monitor was watching with anticipation as Sue tried desperately to rub her thighs together in hopes of getting enough friction to bring herself some much needed relief. _"So Close. Just A Little Bit More," _Susan panted into her mask. "Just... Ugh... A Little.... Ugh... Bit Mooooore!" Susan practically screamed as her leg restraints tightened and pulled her legs apart. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Susan screamed at the top of her lungs as she fought furiously against the unyielding restraints that held her firmly in place. "MMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmm," Susan purred as some sort of thick, sweet fluid spurted into her mouth from the inside of the mask. No doubt the gas was having the desired effect. The Monitor smiled as he watched her hungrily lap up and swallow every drop of the psychotropic cum substitute which would further twist her already straining mind. Chuckling to himself before increasing the arousal gas being piped into the mask, The Monitor initiated a program that would stimulate her body through the compression suit that Susan now wore. Trying to ignore her growing arousal was impossible, Susan was breathing faster now after her futile exertions. Susan was so aroused, she couldn't believe the warm, wet pleasurable sensations that throbbed outwards from her Clit, G-Spot, Pussy, and even her ass to every chemically-sensitized pleasure hungry nerve-ending in her exquisite body.

A sensuous computer-generated voice invaded Susan's ears and the more she tried to tune it out the more she found herself wanting to listen. It's words were like honey as it spoke to the captive Susan.

"Naughty, Naughty Susan Your Pussy Betrays You"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO," Came a muffled scream from inside the mask.

"You Mustn't Cum, Susan."

"Cum," Susan unthinkingly said

"Don't Cum." "Don't Cum."

"Cum," Susan repeated In a daze

"Don't Cum, Susan."

"Cum"

"They'll Punish You If You Cum, Susan."

"Cum,"

"They Want To Punish You For Cumming, Susan."

"OH, GOD! I Need To Cum," Susan panted in increasing arousal

"They'll Punish You If You Cum, Susan."

"Do You Want To Be Punished Susan?"

"Do You Need To Be Punished Susan?"

"Need It....Cum...Want It... Cum."

"CUM. CUM. CUM."

Her mind couldn’t get a grip on what was going on, But She was determined not to give in. The Monitor watched Susan closely as the stimulation progressed and a third gas was released into the mask, This one however, Amplified the physical sensations hundreds of times over, Susan was now having an even harder time resisting her already raging need to give in so that she would finally be allowed to cum.

On screen, The Monitor could see Susan shaking her head trying to remove the mask but their was no chance that was going to happen even if she still had her powers. Susan was breathing a bit labored now into the mask. She was so horny and so in need of release. Each throb sent shivers through her entire body. It felt so good. But Susan wanted... No needed to CUM—badly. The Monitor was enjoying every bit of the footage that was being captured. Watching Susan struggle against her desire to cum and her desire to resist giving in was practically orgasmic. Aggressively edging her without mercy... Releasing more of the arousal gas and lowering the oxygen levels that were being released, The monitor sat back and waited to see how long she could go on at this level before her mind melted. The Monitor smiled as the sound of Susan’s loud breathing filled the room. It was clear that the gasses were doing their work well. Susan was breathing hard now, Almost to the point where she needed to gasp for air. Her body was shaking and shuddering from the intensity of her need to cum.

"Please GOD! Let Me Cum You Sick Bastards. I'll Do Anything You Want Just Let Me Fucking Cum Already!!!!!!" Susan screamed in surrender as she again fought against her bonds.

A few minutes later, She could smell another gas flowing into the mask. This one was sharp and almost like Vanilla. not wanting to find out what it did, Susan struggled even harder to see if she could get free. she could slowly feel her mind going numb, her thoughts slowing to a crawl. And she again heard a voice but a different voice this time. The more she breathed in the Vanilla scented gas laden air, The clearer The Voice got. She couldn’t help but concentrate and listen to it.

“Serve...,” Was being whispered into her ears albeit distorted.

“Obey...,” Susan knew She was Obeying the best way she could.

“Submit...,” Susan had to Submit...but how?

Then The Answer Came, “Cum...” It whispered. Susan mouthed the words again unknowingly.

Cum...Yes of Course. Susan Wanted To Cum. She Wanted To Serve, Obey and Submit. She Just Needed To Cum!

“Cum...” Susan started to speak in her mind. Soon her breathing started to Increase. Yes, She wanted to cum so badly. She wanted to serve, obey and submit.

The Monitor was impressed by this Hero Bitch’s resilience and discipline. Most others would have already blown their loads. It didn’t matter, with some keystrokes on the computer that was hooked up to Susan’s compression suit which was causing the stimulation. It now was set to milking mode instead of edging. Immediately, the effects could be seen and heard.

Susan couldn’t stop anything. It just hit Her all of a sudden when She was about to start Pleading For Mercy again. She was cumming. Cumming non-stop.

"To serve! To obey! To submit! YES, Ooh God Yes!—AAAAAHHHhhhhhhhhh!"

“Ugh!...UrgH!..AUGH!....” Susan kept moaning with each Squirt of Fluid. It didn’t matter anymore. She had Failed To Hold Out. But it felt so good. She couldn’t stop. Squirt after Squirt Sprayed out of Her Spasming Pussy soaking Her Suit. Soon a visible wet spot was seen. Susan’s mind was overloaded with the intense sensations that She was feeling. She couldn’t even think any more so she just rode the feeling of the raw pleasure and ecstasy that was Continuously Coursing through Her Body.

“AUGH...SERVE...URGH...OBEY...SUBMIT...AUGH...” Susan couldn’t stop, nor did She want to Anymore. She was cumming as ordered. It felt good. It felt so good to obey. So good to serve Her superiors and submit to their commands.

Just when Susan thought she was finally going to stop cumming she started to cum again and again even harder. Each time just as intense as the first. The Chastity Apparatus hungrily harvested Her Copious Fluids. The Monitor watched the Bank of View Screens with great interest from start to end. It was always a sight to see when a Powerful Heroine snapped and gave in. The struggle to escape and stay in control, but in the end it always ended the same way.

Susan Didn’t Know How Long She Was In Ecstasy, but She Did Eventually Stop When She Passed Out From The Exhaustion.

Some part of her mind dimly played with the notion that she should attempt to escape again, but thanks to the growing effect of the ****, she decided there was no rush. Ordinarily, her resistance to the **** s would have been substantial, but the narcotic had been too well tailored to her own unique biochemistry and she never stood a chance against it.

The desire to fight and escape seemed less immediate to her, and her supple body relaxed in the chair. A feeling of comfort and well-being washed through her as the voice spoke again. It sounded less sinister to her now, more warm and comforting. She listened to it attentively and felt it begin reverberating through her very mind.

“Yes, relax Mrs. Richards, and listen. There is no need to resist. Just as cosmic radiation imbued you with your extraordinary abilities as the Invisible Woman, so to will the **** and the other techniques we employ endow you with a new set of extraordinary abilities. You will be a pioneer, the first of your kind. Of all the women we could have chosen for this important project, we chose you.”

Sue felt a swelling of pride at the knowledge that once again she was unique, special, and would once again be at the forefront of a human endeavor, whatever it might be. She was eager to learn more.

“It would be foolish to resist the ****. It is our gift to you. It will enhance you, liberate you, give you sensations and experiences that you could never have dreamed of. Embrace it. Revel In The New Sensations Expanding Your Senses. Give Yourself Over To It and Be Reborn As The Wanton Bitch-Slut You Know You Are Deep Down.”

Smiling, Sue made the conscious choice to open herself to the ****, and immediately felt her sense of comfort and well-being rise to a further level of exquisite pleasure and euphoria. She squirmed in the chair and moaned softly as her body thrummed with delight

“The **** is just the first of many gifts we will bestow upon you. Watch, learn, and enjoy…”

With that, the walls of the room seemed to light up with images that surrounded her, and the chair she was sitting strapped into began to slowly rotate. Her eyes widened, the pupils dilated, as her heavily **** mind started to make sense of the images that swam into focus and were amplified and attuned to her own unique brainwaves as they swirled around her and seemingly through her…