Sue Storm Cannot Bring Herself To Touch Dr. Stone's Pussy

"That's it. Touch my breasts. Just with your fingers. You've done this with yourself. You know what it feels like. Not too hard, not too fast," Dr. Stone said.

Face up, the villain had to cease using her power. Trusting in the tone of her voice and Sue's ongoing focus to carry the compulsion a little. It was a calculated risk, but most people didn't stop in the middle of a task, and they had a tendency to follow directions if they had already been following them. The same rationale that got soldiers to keep running and moving, instead of asking questions or arguing.

The Invisible Woman's hands moved over Karla's chest. Just the fingertips at first. The soft pads at the tip of each finger, sensitive to the hot touch. Gently, she explored the curve of each warm mound, the little pink tips which were already swelling under her touch. The blue eyes were fixed on that body, and Karla, staring up at Sue's own underboobs, smiled gently. She was doing well.

"Now, your palms. Press a little harder. You want to massage the pectoral muscles, but not crush anything important—"

Step by step, muscle group by muscle group, Sue Storm worked her way down the other woman's body. Growing more confident and comfortable as she massaged the arms, the abdomen, the pelvis and thighs—

"Now," Karla said, and Sue could hear the excitement beneath the calm control. "Rub my pussy."

Sue hesitated.

She was on all fours on the desk, a position that allowed her to better massage those well-muscled thighs. She realized that this position exposed her own vagina, but Dr. Stone had said nothing about this and Sue had been so focused on her task that she hadn't really thought about it. Except she was thinking of it now.

To touch another woman like this—so intimately—

"My husband," Sue said. "I can't—"

"Your husband isn't here," Dr. Stone said, and she closed her eyes and sent a gravimetric pulse that sent a tingle from the base of Sue's spine straight through to her brain. The Invisible Woman blinked, inhibitions suddenly suppressed as if she'd chugged half a bottle of vodka in one go. The heroine's vision swam, too distracted to note the slight glow that came from Karla's eyes.

"Now, rub my pussy."