Sue Storm Lets Dr. Stone Tie Her Up

Dr. Karla Stone was a health professional. That's what Sue Storm told herself as she asked the question:

"So...how does this work?"

The heroine had undressed to just her underwear. Dr. Stone remained dressed in a white blouse and black pencil skirt, her golden hair tied back in a tight bun. The psychiatrist held up a pair of unfamiliar tools: a long length of pale silk rope and a kind of collar.

"This is a power inhibitor," she said. "And this is silk rope. Please sit in the chair and get comfortable."

Sue did as she was asked. The collar went around her neck first, and clicked in place. Then Dr. Stone began to tie her up.

In her career as the Invisible Woman, Sue had some experience getting tied up. What Dr. Stone gave her a crash course in, however, was bondage. She talked about shibari, Japanese rope techniques. About being careful not to cut of circulation in the limbs. The proper way to immobilize someone, to restrict their body's natural mechanisms of movement. Some of the tricks escapists use. And the fundamental safety protocols of bondage play.

All the while, she demonstrated. Lines of rope secured her ankles to the front legs of the chair, and the wrists to the arms. Lines of rope wove in a pattern across her stomach, to pin her against the chair with lines above and below her breasts, but not too tight to affect breathing. Sue even took a few deep breaths, just to make sure she could breathe. Elbows and knees were next, and Dr. Stone was careful to make sure that Sue's thighs were spread open. Even with her panties on, Sue could see the clear outline of her vulva against the pale blue fabric with the white 4 symbol embossed on it.

"Try to escape. Wiggle. Attempt to use your powers."

Sue did. The rope was tight, but not so much so as to painfully cut into her skin. She wobbled back and forth on the chair, to try and use her weight, but it felt as if the chair was bolted to the floor. Her feet, planted flat against the carpet, couldn't get enough leverage. Finally, Sue attempted to use her powers...but the power inhibitor buzzed and nothing happened.

Dr. Stone held up the Fantastic Four communicator. "If you get a call, I'll take off the power inhibitor first. But the point of this exercise is to make yourself cum. That means I can't allow you any help. Don't worry, I'll monitor you for any signs of medical emergency."

"Okay," Sue agreed. She couldn't believe she had allowed herself to be tied up like this. If any villain should see her...but it was only Dr. Stone.

The wand that Dr. Stone pulled out from a bottom drawer of her desk looked like something She-Hulk would use. Sue's eyes went wide as the psychiatrist pushed the massive head of the toy between her thighs, and secured the length of the thing against Sue's body, the base of it brushed against the underside of her bra.

Then it turned on, and Sue struggled to think of anything else.

Dr. Stone settled in to her familiar chair. She had a cup of tea in her hand. Yet her eyes were focused on the blonde heroine in her underwear with the vibrating wand strapped to her body. Sue couldn't meet those eyes. Her face flushed as the powerful vibrations pummeled her pussy. A part of Sue wanted to shrink, to turn invisible, to think up some excuse.

Minutes stretched on. Dr. Stone sipped her tea. Utterly patient. The light caught her glasses, that odd glow...

"You're starting to feel it, aren't you Susan?" she said. "I can see how hard your nipples are."

Sue's flush deepened and spread until her whole face burned. Her stiff nipples pressed into her bra, which suddenly felt too tight. Her body moved against the terrible vibration that, though focused between her legs, seemed to shake her entire body. The Invisible Woman's muscles tensed as she tested her bonds. Her fingers sought to pull out from the ropes about her wrists.

It wasn't so much the physical sensation that was worse, the rising sense of excitement and anticipation in Sue Storm's body. It was sheer mental stress. She felt like she was cheating on Reed. Felt the weight of Dr. Stone's stare. Watching as Sue's patience became frayed and her composure came undone. Dr. Stone was the witness to Sue's discomfort, the slow erosion of her control.

"I can't...I can't!" Sue said. "Untie me! Now!"

Dr. Stone didn't move. She sipped her tea. That light caught her glasses again.

"Just relax, Susan. This is all for your benefit. This is what you want."

"I don't want it!" Sue screamed as she felt the buzz against her cunny send her toward the edge. "Let me go, let me out, untie me you fucking beautiful blonde bitch!"

Sue Storm swore. Words she would never admit she knew. Something gave way inside of her as she tugged and tore at her bonds. Her hips shifted, unable to escape from the incessant buzz of the vibrator. Through it all, Dr. Stone sat and smiled. Never lifted a finger to help her.

Watched. Waited.

Until it happened.

With a bucking of hips and cry that seemed to come straight from the depths of her soul, Sue's body tensed. Tears streamed down her face. Her whole body seemed to collapse in on itself, muscles bunched, thighs tried to grip the constant buzzing head of the vibrator. Sue found herself seated in a puddle of her own juices in the leather seat-cushion, there were pink marks on her arms where she'd rubbed herself against the ropes.

Sue hung her head in shame as the climax past. She sobbed, gently. Felt the massive wave of guilt and shame at what she had done roll over her.

Dr. Stone put the tea cup aside.

"It's okay, Susan," she assured the heroine gently. "You'll be stronger for this. Healthier. It's good to cum. Say that with me."

"It's good to cum," they mumbled, together, as Sue sniffed. They repeated it a few times, and each time Sue's voice was a little stronger, a little more clear.

"Are you going to untie me now?" Sue said quietly.

"Not just yet," Dr. Stone said. "We still have time in our session, and..."