Sue Storm Has Been Brainwashed Before

Hypnotism, mind control, and brainwashing were occupational hazards in the superhero business. Sue Storm's brain had been overpowered by the best psychics in the world; she had fallen victim to all manner of hypnotic devices; her body and mind had been influenced by the alien technologies of the Psycho-Man and the mystic mesmerism of sorcerers supreme and not-so-supreme. Her mind's natural defences had evolved into something unusual. Not immune to the kind of training and manipulation that Moonstone was conducting, but not without its defenses.

Sue Storm instinctively retreated inside herself.

On the surface, it looked as though the Invisible Woman was responding well. Her body moaned and rolled its eyes. Pleasure jolted through her naked body as the chair's appendages stirred her pussy and stimulated her ass and nipples. Images flashed through her vision, words slid through her ears, and by every scientific metric it looked like she was well on the way to bimbohood.

Inside herself though, the real Sue Storm felt calm and peace, the eye of a mental storm. Distanced from her body and all the erotic stimulation **** upon her. Able to think and process what was happening to her as if the blonde slut moaning like a wanton whore on the chair were someone else.

What do I do? Sue Storm wondered to herself, as climax after climax ripped through her body. She didn't stand in the way of it, didn't try to resist. The pleasure ran through her body like a tide, all the pent-up sexual excitement of a long and not loveless, but somewhat sexually unfilfilling marriage, given free vent in this time and place.

A plan formed in Sue Storm's mind. Not quite the plan that the Invisible Woman would normally have come up with. Dr. Stone's more subtle manipulations had already shifted something inside of Sue. She recognized the gaping hole of sexual need inside of her now. That was not something that the psychiatrist had created, only uncovered. Sue would have to do something about that.

She would also need to do something about Dr. Stone.

On the table, the Invisible Woman's hips bucked. Her cunt convulsed, splattering the dildo with her juices. Moonstone, monitoring from without, decided this was enough for one session. Pressed the button to ease Sue out of it.

The moment the toys withdrew, that the stimulation ended, that Moonstone ceased her gravimetric manipulation, that part of Sue that had tucked itself away came out again. Aware, conscious, and with a plan of attack.