Sue & Reed Are Known in the Underground BDSM Club Scene

SSR: I mean, Reed and I are known in the scene. It's funny to think of it, it was actually after those photos were taken that I went to my first BDSM club.

JVD: Tell me about it.

Past

"A club? I don't know, Mae..." Sue Storm said. She shivered in the autumn night. Unable to believe she'd actually done that. Taken her clothes off for money! And those things Mae had done with the ropes...if this got out, she would never live it down...

"Susan, you're twenty-one. You've got a boyfriend. You're going to graduate from university! Trust me, you can go to a club," her friend said. "Look, you don't have to drink. Don't have to do anything. There's a show coming on at midnight, like a life modeling class. You can handle that, can't you?"

"Well..." Sue realized she was being peer-pressured. She reassured herself that she could still say no. Go right back to the dorm. But...a part of her was curious. It wouldn't hurt, would it? Just to see?

The club was one of those basement spaces. Sue had to show her ID to the bouncer. Mae didn't; she just kissed his cheek. The crowd wasn't particularly crowded, but the crowd was...particular. Sue Storm saw a lot of leather, latex, spiked collars, here and there a daring bit of skin. There was a stage, with a chair.

A blonde woman stood there, neck to toes in a long-sleeved black dress, almost Victorian in its sternness. What struck Sue was her expression, utterly confident, cool, not cruel, but self-possessed.

Mae ordered a cocktail, Sue asked for a glass of water. Sue looked around. There were pictures on the wall, photographs. Close ups of tight flesh, rope, knots. That was what gave Susan a clue about what she was about to see.

The lights dimmed, except for the stage. A young Black woman, no older than Sue herself, stepped onto the stage. She was wearing a black silk robe embroidered with a golden dragon. The stern-faced woman ordered her, in a clear voice, to disrobe.

She did.

Sue blinked as the robe opened and slipped onto the floor. Her face burned as she saw the trim, spare figure, ribs visible, the small breasts with the tiny, darker spots of the nipples, the dark hairy triangle between her legs.

The woman began to speak. Like a lecturer at the university. What rope to use. How to tie the knots. How to safely avoid loss of circulation, blood clots. Sue actually gasped when the rope passed between the young Black woman's legs, the fibers splitting the hairy labia. Eliciting a soft moan, and the first smile on that stern woman's face.

It was the first time Sue Storm had been in a BDSM club. But not the last.

Present

"Ping ping," the flux chronometer went.

"Chronal flux is definitely spreading," Reed said. Glad that they were going out to the club tonight. Date nights were what kept their marriage fresh, and he was glad to have a community that accepted them. Of course, they still were careful not to let on about their superhero careers. Oil and water. Though he always wondered if they would ever run into Emma Frost one of these nights...

"Great," Ben Grimm said. "Any idea when and where we're going?"

"Interesting. The locus of changes appears to be our old university, chum," Mr. Fantastic said. "In the days before graduation. Call Sue and Johnny—we're going back in time!"

Sue Storm tugged at a nipple ring, thinking of all the long nights at clubs, the people she had met there. How shocked Reed Richards had been when she first brought him along, how nervous she had been. The secret fantasies she'd confessed to her husband, which he had, slowly, come to help her fulfill. The first night she had gone down on her knees and sucked his cock in a crowded club had sent a naughty thrill through her that she still remembered.

Something heavy knocked at the door, and Sue let go of her breast.

"Suzy? Reed says we gotta go back and fix the timeline," the Thing called through the door.

"Be there in five," Sue called back.

SSR: Sorry Jan, gotta go. Adventure calls.

JVD: Right. I'll dig deeper into these photos, see who's sharing them.