She was a dominatrix, with some very powerful toys who she blackmailed to preserve her secret.

Original author: Anzaleth

Susan had purchased a luxury penthouse where she was able to indulge her darker side, and it had worked very well.

She was humming a little as she adjusted her mask and prepared for her latest "guest."

There was a tentative knock on the door.

"Enter."

Janet van Dyne, the Wasp, shuffled into the room.

"Hello, pet," Susan cooed.

"Hello, Mistress Malice."

"Strip."

Susan grinned as she stroked her whip. It was suprising how many powerful people she could convince to be her toys: movie stars, singers, politicians... and superheroes. She'd broken them, tantalized them, made them **** to serve her. And she didn't need to worry about any of them revealed her secrets, or even leaving. No, she had enough pictures of all their depraved activities that would ruin their lives. She could squeeze them for anything she wanted.

All this power....