The Frightful Four Trapped In the Zone: Issue 2: The Sinister Simulation!!!!

5 years ago....

Bentley Wittman's eyes shot open. His vision began to clear. Something was wrong. Moments ago, he and his team, the Frightful Four were racing from Arthros, home of Annihilus. Triumphant in their goal of stealing a cosmic control rod. They were chased by the Collective of Zone Empires towards the distortion area. Led by Lockdown, the hero from Shadow City, the Wingless Wizard's ship came under fire.

That's all Bentley recalled.

But now....now he was on a couch. A rather dingy one, in a strange brick large warehouse like studio apartment. No, it was there lair. In the seedier parts of Shadow City's underbelly. The lower regions, beneath the city. No sun.

How did he know that. He had odd memories. Not his own. He knew that. Someone was speaking next to him. The couch was moving. His eyss focused on the holo-television platform in front of him. It was a news feed. "Lockdown and Rosetta Stone were once again able to thwart the plans of the Quarlesome Quartet."

The villainous Wizard recognized the two heroes being applauded by a crowd. The orange robotic costumed Lockdown, and his purple cloaked sidekick Rosetta Stone. "Quarelsome Quartet"?. It's what they called the Frightful Four here. Bentley knew that. But how? He had memories, but they were not his own. Years of memories of this place. This...this....the Wizard's brilliant mind whirled faster than a computer....SIMULATION. This is a simulation, Bentley easily realized.

He suddenly recalled being captured by Lockdown. Then taken to a lab. They must have been unable to pull off hia helmet. That's why they couldn't fully trick his mind into believing the scenario. It was all fake....

"Ughh," a female voice spoke from his left, and the couch shifted. "I hate them". The Wizard watched a young dark haired girl, with the right side of her head shaved move into his peripheral view. She slammed a fist into an open palm. "Always fucking our shit up." She seethed. It didn't take the genius but a moment to realize who the girl was. Depsite the many ear piercings, the nose piercings, and lip piercings, and under the arm tattoos and neck tattoos was a familiar face, even if it was covered in dark black eye shadow, purple eyeliner and black and purple lipstick. It was Susan Storm-Richards. But a moment ago, she was piloting the starship that Bentley, the Scorpion and The Punisher Droid were all on, swearing that they weren't going to make it.

She was ranting and raving, as The Wizard attempted to access. Susan's garb was quite different than the purple metallic costume she wore as the fourth member of the Frightful Four. Bentley had **** her to join, claiming he'd remove the collar, which still remained but appeared as a spiked choker aroind her neck. She wore a Magician's Apprentice get-up, but much more risque, even for Sue who formally was Malice. Her leather jacket covered a white bustier that tied in the middle showing her large white inner side cleavage. Her ass was barely covered in a tight black leather skirt, while she sat on the couch with her fishnet clad legs tucked under her ass. She seeemed unaware like The Wizard, that they were in a simulation. Probably due to his dampening her helmet to levels far below his own. With his helmets, no amount of tech or magic could penetrate the mind, but it seemed her mind could be corrupted with suggestion maybe? He was still unsure.

Susan pointed at the holo-news, "they don't even have it right...we got 100,000 credits EASY." She spoke, correcting the Tyanna newscaster who claimed the Quarlesome Quartet were defeated and left empty handed by Lockdown. Her hand reached over to rub Bentley's head in a very caring manner. Which was odd. Susan hated Bentley. They were sworn enemies. But as Susan continued her rant, the sound of her voice and her closeness began to work on The Wizard's body in a strange manner. Blood began to fill his crotch, and he looked down, embarassed by his own garb at first. He wore tight leather pants, and a shirt with a Pentagram.

He was the Malignant Magician, after all. Another memory NOT his own. Yet it felt real. His mind must have been penetrated as well. Impossible, thought Wittman. Yet, not only did his mind form odd memories, but his body responded on its own. His cock was beginning to fill with blood, hearing Sue merely talk. It was a shameful response. One he'd fought years before when he first met his enemy Reed's wife, willing it to not occur each time she was in sight.

This was not like those days. This, calculated Wittman, was an anticipatory response. As if his cock understood something his brain had yet to calculate. Then, when a tongue hit his ear he figured it.

"You were so sexy today," Susan cooed with her tonuge in The Wizard's ear.

THEY WERE LOVERS IN THIS SIMULATION!!!

Not just any lovers, but passionate lovers. Bentley's mind had intimate knowledge of Susan here inside this simulation. However this place was programmed, it places these two in coitus quite often. It must be the banter, Bentley thought trying to keep his composure as Susan's tongue worked on his ear. Her lips then sucked on his lobe. Before this, Susan and Bentley had fought incessantly. Whoever programmed this must have mistook it for the gripes of lovers. Susan's lips began to kiss and suck upon The Wizard's earlobe. The stimulus of her tongue broke his concentration.

The girl, who was almost 25 years younger than the aging villain hopped up and into his lap. Before he could protest, she gripped his chin and pulled it up, her lips crushing down upon his own. Susan Storm's tongue drove down into his mouth quickly. Bentley Wittman tried to think, as the girl planted a kiss upon his lips. It was his first kiss in a way. Sure, he courted Salamandra, but that was a sort of business like transaction. And she was a dragon when they met. This woman, his enemies wife was sticking her tongue in his mouth. It was clear the programming had penetrated Susan's mind more than Bentley. Again, it had to be the more stringent blocks he placed in his own helmet. No doubt the perpetrators were unable to get the helmets off before they placed Susan and Bentley in this simulation. He had to reason with The Invisible Woman, and make her remember.

"Susan," he begged. "You don't know what you're doing! You don't know what's happening." He looked up into her blue eyes, no doubt the eyes of Susan Richards, even with thr shaved black hair, make up and piercings.

The girl merely giggled, "I think I know what I'm doing baby", she whispered, and then reached her hand down into the waistband of his pants. Bentley looked down at his own ridiculous costume, that of a hipster Vegas illusionist, and sighed when he felt her hand reach down and grip his cock underneath his leather pants. "And I think I know whats happening." She chuckled and stroked the Wizard's cock, the sound of moving leather filling the room.

Bentley Wittman, feeling a little triumph over Reed in that moment, knew he shouldn't continue. "Susan wait..." he pleaded with the mind confused girl. He was having trouble concentrating as the simulation was all too real, and he felt her stroking his dick. The first time a non-dragon, non-robot was touching his most private parts.

The shaved headed heroine sat back in his lap and undid her bustier, letting it fall to the sides, revealing her large white breasts with half dollar dark purple nipples. "Why do you keep calling me that," she laughed and stood up. She reached under her skirt and pulled a pair of thong panties down her fishnet covered legs. "So formal tonight baby..." she huffed and sank to her knees, her hands began to undo his leather pants.

Bentley Wittman watched his enemy's wife undo his pants. "That's your name." He told her trying to help her remember. "Susan..."

He was about to say her full name, but she cut him off as she pulled apart his zipper with her hands and pulled his pants down using her powers. "No one calls me Susan." She laughed, her hand reaching to his gray brief underwear.

Bentley watched her pull his pants down, and then his underwear, as his cock flopped out, hard as it have ever been, flopping back and forth from the quickness of her removing his pants. Her full name here was Susan Rayne Ravencroft. He knew that. Another **** memory. The Shadow City doctors asked about Susan when they strapped Bentley down. They didn't know who she was, he recalled. He'd remarked that he found her at the Ravencroft Institute...for the criminally insane. A lie that was now bound up in this lie of a place. "Rayne," he nodded and groaned when her hand grabbed his dick. "Rayne," he repeated louder. "This isn't what you think!" He told her as her head moved to his dick. "It's a simulation!!!" He pleaded.

Susan laughed and moved the long black bangs from her face. "Seems pretty real to me," she joked waving the cock in her hand. "Let's see how it tastes," the young girl uttered and pushed her head to the cock.

Wizard shouted "WAIIIT!!!", but it was too late, her warm wet mouth slid over his tip, and her tongue ran down his base as his cock slid down her mouth and into her throat. It was the first time in his life he'd experienced such stimulation. His eyes rolled and the villaint groaned, "Yyuuuunnngh," he babbled incoherently. No "sucking" machine could replicate this woman's mouth. He lost his train of thought quickly, the exquisite feeling of her mouth around his cock was all he could think about.

But just as fast as she shoved it into her mouth, she pulled it out. Still holding his dick, she stood and then sank down, her knees straddled his sides on the leather couch. Wizard was still reeling from the intensity of her mouth. His back resting against the couch, trying to catch his breath. "Wait," he finally got out at the end of a breath. "This isn't real...you musnt Susan," he begged looking up at her as her body moved down. She lifted her skirt, revealing a shaved young pussy. "It's a simulation." He looked at her cunt, the first he'd seen in real life (sort of). Her lips were swollen and slick. She was aroused, he believed from her swollen mons. Dripping with her juices. Her pussy entrance sat upon his dick tip. He hated how aroused he was himself.

"Wait," Susan suddenly spoke. Bentley looked up to see her face, it appeared she was pondering his words. "Like a game?" She met his gaze. The villainous Wizard nodded to his old enemy. Sue smiled quickly, "I think I like this game," she sank her pussy down onto the villain's hard cock, sucking it up her warm wet snatch.

If the Wizard's first blowjob was intense, nothing prepared him for the feeling of Susan Storm's pussy. Real or computer generated, it was immensely stimulating in a way no "Relief Bot" (as Bentley called them) could ever replicate. Again, his eyes rolled and he lost his concentration. He sank further into the couch as the pussy around his cock moved up and down on his shaft.

She was moving faster and beginning to moan as she slowly rode his dick. The Wizard had never experienced this sensation. He always thought sex to be a distraction of the lesser minds. Now he understood sex's power. It was intoxicating and clouding his mind. He never thought he'd experience such an act, let alone imagined his first time would be with Susan Storm-Richards. Sure, his primitive brain had drifted to such images long ago, maybe even consumed hia dreams, but he understood the dangers of coitus. It was already an addictive stimulus, and he worried he'd be lost. As her movments picked up, he began counting back from high Prime numbers, his mind finding Primes far beyond those of known science.

Susan began to moan louder as she rode the villain. He knew of the chemicals released from coitus, oxytocin, vassopressin, dopamine and serotonin. They were called the "love ****" and they corrupted lesser minds. If Susan experienced such a release of chemicals, she'd begin to lose herself, and it would be harder to convince her already corrupted mind that this wasn't real. These chemicals were released to keep a potential mate around should coitus prove succesful. He had to reason with Susan to ensure she wouldn't...

"OH GOD BENTLEY...I'M CUMMING!" Susan Storm suddenly moaned. The Wizard felt her vaginal tunnel contract around his memember and a flood of liquid rolled around his dick and out her pussy, dripping down his shaft. "I'M CUMMING BABY!" She screamed, and Bentley knew she was having an orgasm. It may be too late.

It was not too late for him...6,892,345...he began to count the next prime number to regain control. But her pussy spasmed around his dick. He had to remain calm. Not to let the act change his...

"You're sooo fucking smart baby," Susan cooed and continued to ride his cock. The words broke Bentley Wittman's concentration. He looked up at the gorgeous woman, and suddenly realized he was having intercourse with his greatest rivals wife. "The way you outsmarted the task ****," she picked his head up and kissed him, shoving her tongue in his mouth. "You're the smartest person in the world."

Bentley Wittman was arrogant and narcassitic with his mind if anything. "You don't say," he answered letting her move up and down on his cock more. Gone was his calcualted counting. He wanted to hear more. "Smarter than your ex?"

Susan suddenly stopped, she thought for a second, but continued her slow rocking of her hips, now impaled on Wizard's dick. "I can't recall his name."

Bentley reasoned that whoever put them here had no idea who Susan truly was. Otherwise they'd have programmed such knowledge. He helped her, "Reed Richards!!" He watched her face.

A light-bulb of recognition went off. "Reed...yeah." Susan laughed. "Big nerd. Not sexy like you," she bent down and kissed him. This time, his tongue worked up into her mouth. "You're WAAAY smarter than him," she insisted and began to hump him harder. Her hands resting on his chin. "With a MUCH bigger dick." She added.

Bentley Wittman knew her words weren't 100% truthful due to Reed's 'abilities', but these notions had not been programmed by the Shadow City goons. This was from her mind. The compliments along with her wet pussy were working deep into Wizard's mind. "Say it again."

"You're WAAAY smarter than Reed baby," she cooed and began to slam her body down onto his lap with renewed ****. "Smartest man alive baby." She told him. "I'm gonna fucking cum agaon baby." She looked into his eyes, "I want the smartest man alive to cum with me baby...cum inside me baby....OH GOD!" She cried out, and her pussy clenched the dick inside her.

"OH YE GODS!" Bentley Wittman, the Wingless Wizard lost his mental battle and felt his balls tighten and his cock erupt deep inside his enemies wife. Her words worked as much as ber pussy. His pent up rage, aggression, and anger flew up and out his dickhole. His eyes closed and he felt her press her body down, and her lips met his. Their tongues danced as they exchanged fluids on both ends. The Wizard knew they were sharing an orgasm. But he was far too aroused and stimulated to care. He let the cum fly out, and the brain chemicals swirl in his head.

Something even more remarkable happened in that moment following his first real orgasm. His mind cleared in a way it had never in his life. Suddenly, he had answers to upgrade his anti-gravity discs. Answers that escaped him for years. His mind made connections at a rate unheard of. He'd invented three propulsor devices in the seconds following his orgasm. They were still kissing and Bentley's dick wasn't done spewing. He wondered what they did with the Coital waist in the real world. It was impossible that wherever they were and however they were hooked up to a machine, that they both hadn't made quite a mess.

Susan finally flipped off him and sank back into the couch. She rested a head on his shoulder as he thought. She kissed his shoulder. "Soooo good baby." She sighed, not knowing Bentley was inventing in his mind.

In the real world of the Negative Zone, on a planet orbiting Shadow City Space, the two super-people were laying on metal cots, **** and being monitored by Shadow City scientists along with Mac Gargan who slept next to them. The Punisher Droid, being a robot, was merely shut off, and a simulation was placed in the 'construct'. The scientists were rather pleased that the girl and The Wizard were copulating within moments of entering the 'construct' programming. It made it easier for them to accept the parameters as real. The semen and female ejaculate was being cleaned by the system. Perfectly designed to collect waist. The 'construct' was sort of secret jail, but more a training ground for Lockdown.

Inside the 'matrix-like' world, Sue barely knew who she was. The programming wasn't great since they couldn't get past the helmet. All she knew is she loved Bentley Wittman, the Maniacal Magician. She stood from the couch, cum pouring down her legs. She walked over and got a beer. Bentley was lost on thought. She sat and watched the news, seething at the goody-two shoes Lockdown who was doing a fluff piece. Her fingers ran through Bentley's hair.

She suddenly sensed the Wizard's eyes upon her fishnet covered legs. "Wanna take a bath baby," she stated and stood up. She pulled off her jacket and then her skirt, leaving herself naked with her back turned to Bentley. She was clad only in fishnet stockings with rips in the back.

Bentley Wittman was inventing in his mind at an alarming rate, even for himself, but as he stared at the heroines creamy white ass, his mind began to dull. 'You're feeling the effects of arousal,' Bentley told himself. 'Fight it', he pleaded with his mind. But his primitive brain proved rather strong of an adversary as his eyes roamed the girls body, while she moved to the bathroom. Outside this simulation, Susan was alluring, and he had always admitted as such. In here, it may be even more so. She was covered in tattoos and he tried to catalog them in his mind. Such a stark difference from the real Susan, and he wondered if the programming wasn't running off of the hair that Susan had worn on the outside to evade being recognized. Her arms were covered in what was known as 'sleeves', but it was her back that intrigued him. Two crows, sitting upon a strange sign, he could not read as she turned a corner. Bentley stood up, and followed into the bathroom. It was an odd sensation, never having ACTUALLY been in this place, but knowing it by heart. He knew there would be a hot-tub. And as he entered, Susan was now facing him, pulling her black hair up behind her head, exposing the front of her body. Tattoos of two female gremlin like creatures playfully held up Susan's enormous breasts, and it appeared in the art that the creatures had trouble holding up the weight. They, like the crows, stood on a sign that read “Wizard's Lair”, with and arrow pointing down below the words “Enter here”. The arrow pointed at her crotch. Her legs had various pentagrams and upside down crosses. Susan turned from him, securing her hair in a sort of bun, showing the shaved side. Her backside again in his view, he saw a swirling mass of cards and magic blue beams between the crows, who stood on another similar sign that read “Wizard's Lair...Back Door Entrance...” Another arrow pointing to the crack of Sue's ass.

Susan instruced Bentley to 'sit in the corner'. She motioned with her head. “So I can sit on your dick.”

Bentley Wittman laughed. “I don't think I'm ready for...” but he looked down to see himself already sporting a massive erection. His mind losing to his baser instincts once more. “Oh my...” he shocked even himself. He began lifting his shirt off and kicking off his boots to join her, like a boy transfixed.

Susan turned her head. “That's why I call you Bang Ready Bentley.” She turned around and pushed him with **** into the seat of the hot-tub, causing water to splash. She then sank to her knees in the water, and placed her tits over the villain's cock. She licked his tip, then locked on his eyes. “I love that I get to FUCK the smartest man alive.” She said in a sultry voice. She already knew the way RIGHT to Wittman's evil heart. She began to suck his cock.

Bentley's head fell back, and his breathing began to labor. It was heaven inside Susan's mouth. “Tell me again how much smarter I am than...”

“Reed Richards?” Sue picked her head up, as if recalling something. She then went back to sucking his cock. “You are baby, I don't think I'd lie,” she said in an odd manner. Bentley realized a part of her was displaying a truth she believed deep down. His cock grew in her mouth as she sucked. It was a wonderful win now, he surmised. Taking his enemies wife, and assuring who was smarter. Susan stood up and turned her white ass to face him, and was about to sit down, but Bentely had another idea.

He ran his hands up her inner thigh. "I believe," Bentley Wittman stated, as his fingers moved up between the gap of her legs. Susan let him explore and giggled as she stood still. "A woman's errogenous zones are here..." he pushed his thumb on her clit. It sent a jolt of electricity through Susan who stood up on her tip toes. The Wizard then slid two fingers inside Susan's cunt, almost as if he were working a machine. He had knowledge of anatomy even without experience. He found a protrusion when he hooked his fingers. "And here..." he added.

Susan bucked her hips, and began drooling as a tremendous mind altering orgasm racked her form, she began spraying her womanly juice down into the tub from the villains expert fingers. Outside the simulation, her sedated body bucked to a stunned room of researchers who were quite happy. This latest orgasm was making Rayne Ravencroft (as they knew her) very agreeable to her accommodations in the 'construct'.

As they watched the young girl sit upon The Wizard's lap, gripping his cock, they noted the hormones in her brain. Vassopressin, oxytocin, dopamine, and serotonin, all at high levels suggesting dependency and affection for Bentley Wittman.

Inside the simulation, Susan began to fuck him reverse cowgirl in the water. Bentley couldn't concentrate once more, but he himself was giving in to fornication with this lovely woman. It wasn't long before he gripped her waist and instinctively pulled her down onto his shaft, burying himself inside her. She moaned and her pussy spasmed as he came up into her.

While researchers outside debated putting a 'cup' over there genitals to collect coital waist, Bentley was working ways to stay inside the simulation for a bit. Just a bit. He'd bend Susan to his will hopefully. Plus, his mind clear again he was far smarter with an empty scrotum, he deduced. He'd need her. A plan qas forming. To get out...and to keep the Couqette Conjuror as they called Susan. To keep her on the Frightful Four, and on his...well...cock.

Years later...

"Easy Bentley Baby," Susan Rayne Ravencroft looked back at her beau, Bentley Wittman, the Malevolent Magician. The thick mushroom tip of the Magician's cock popped into Raven's tight little butthole. He slid and inch more in and the young girl was already biting the pillow.

Bentley Wittman enjoyed anal sex with Raven (who was actually Susan Storm-Richards). She assured Bentley that before him she'd never done such things. Wizard doubted the people programmed that into the simulation they were currently inside like a prison. The genius was sure he was taking his enemy Reed Richard's wife's most prized possession each time. It wasn't just the joy of 'winning' against Reed. Ejaculating in Susan's ass was also the most intense orgasm, which led to a longer period of Mental clarity for Bentley. He called it "ingenuity time" and reveled in the blissful minutes after orgasm, where not a care in the world clouded his mind.

He shoved three inches inside her, holding her hips. They'd become quite familiar in an intimate manner. Over and over they copulated in new and inventive ways. The Wizard found it exhilarating to find new ways to make Susan cum. It only increased the hormones in her brain that said she 'loved' The Wizard.

Bentley heard her moans of pain, and decided to ease her pain. He pressed his cock down against the back of her errogenous zone inside her vaginal tunnel. He watched the girl buckle, and then spray cum from her pussy onto the bed as she shrieked in orgasm. Her entire body went limp and shuddered. Her anal cavity closing hard around Bentley's cock. He was only half inside, but he couldn't possibly fight the stimulation of her tight ass around his shaft. He spewed hot seed into her ass. Susan's body shuddered more, and her toes scraped the sheets as they curled. Her face planted in pillows moaning loudly, now in ectasy.

He was sure she was feeling more hormones in her mind. Telling her this relationship was real. Bentely still laughed at the notion of 'love'. Even as he looked at Susan's hand gripping the sheets. Around her ring finger was the engagement ring with the largest diamond in the city (stolen from a museum) set in Tyannan gold. He HAD to ask her to marry him. She was going NUTS about it.

Minutes later, Wittman tinkered with his newest invention. An energy manipulator. It didn't work for a reason. The Wizard knew whoever was outside the simulation was watching, so he kept his thoughts and secrets to himself. He tested their limits, noticing how things would change when the Quarelsome Quartet fought the Great Lockdown. The team always seemed a bit slower, and Wittman's 'toys' never quite worked.

His eyes roamed to Susan whose fishnet clad legs danced up and down off the couch while she layed and played video games with Mac Gargan, aka the Scorpion. But here, Gargan was known as the Arachnid. Foolish, but fitting. Gargan's brain like Susan's was fully immersed in the system. Wizard noted Gargan's stares at Susan's ass in the tight leather skirt as she layed stomach down on the couch. Her upper body held up by her elbows, allowing both Gargan and Wittman a view of her cleavage in the tied brassiere top that struggled to contain her round orbs. She was blowing bubbles with gum, and Bentley wondered if they hadn't skewed too young with her. She sat up and went towards the bathroom.

"Gotta get rid of some things," she looked to the Wizard and winked. No doubt, by his calculations she was expelling his semen from her rectum at that time, judging from how far he had placed it up in her anal cavity.

Mac Gargan adjusted his crotch as he watched Susan stand up and walk away, her ass swaying in the leather skirt. He too, had no idea it was Susan Richards.

Wizard merely smiled that his, what was the word the media used....moll...got so much attention. It fueled hia ego. His ego, his brains and release of tension were the only uses for Susan, he thought, tinkering with his machine. He had a plan, and this machine was a part of it. His mind focused, but a glass of red wine was placed on the table in his view. He felt lips kiss his forehead. He watched her ass sway himself while she walked to couch and sipped a beer, and his libido betrayed him. There would be time later, he thought. Yes, he would marry Susan, only because she bugged. It was a simulation after all. Nothing real.

Wizard had grown quite fond of the construct however. Here, the Frightful Four were top dogs by far. It appeared other "centurions" (what they called powered beings) were inside as well. The bothersome Dusk, the rebel leader, and Hybalea, the golden hero and leader of the Light Centurions was always in the way. But the villains? Somehow Osprey was in here, and that was a good example of quality. Every hero wanted a fight with the Quarrlesome Quartet.

But Wizard had a plan. They kept screwing with his inventions, and he knew they were using them in the real world. They would let him create them, and work them, but they'd never succeed in here. In fact, everything was constantly tinkered with, so that Wizard lost but escaped...usually. The team, and even Sue had done time. A prison within a prison. The Bedlam Purgatorium, for the criminally insane.

So he tricked the creators of this place. Made a new gadget. If they turned it on....freedom.

But they didn't. Not for some time. Maybe three years (at least inside the simulation). It seemed a never ending loop to Bentley. Sometimes the Frightful Four would win, and sometimes they lost. The villains would utterly destroy Hybalea and the Light Centurions, and Dusk. But rarely, if ever Lockdown. Which meant one thing...he was in control on the outside.

In fact, the Frightful Four had been put away this last time for several months. They actually DID the time. Susan met Bentley and hugged and kissed him deeply when he left the Purgatorium.

To be honest, Wittman had kind of become not only used to casual sex with Susan Storm, he became addicted. Sue had become rather horny leading up to the last arrest. Very emotional and needy. Non stop sex for the two.

The two retired to their lair, with a free night, since Gargan hadn't been released. The lovers decided a hot shower was a great place to start getting reacquainted. Bentley got behind Susan and stuck his cock in her wet pussy. Both were in need. Both hadn't had good sex in months. Wittman knew were to push to make Susan cum, and he had her moaning on tip toes, squiriting her juice into the tub as hot water flowed down on the two nude villains.

"Fuck me Bentley," Susan Rayne Ravencroft shrieked wanting this more than usual. "Fuck me babbby.....I'm CUMMING!!" She was screaming closing her eyes. "I'M CUMMMMING..."

It was a powerful orgasm. Her first real one in some months. She'd been dreaming of this lovely moment for weeks. Yes, they were allowed conjugal visits even in the Purgatorium, since they were engaged, but recently due to "health concerns" they'd been kept apart.

This orgasm was sort of transcendant. Rayne Ravencroft felt like she was no longer in the shower. She no longer felt the warm water as the warmth of her orgasm tingled through her body. One moment she felt like she was standing and bent over, but suddenly she felt her hips bucking as if she were on a cold metal slab, riding out her orgasm. Her lovers cock no longer felt deep inside her for some reason. She suddenly felt cold and the warmth of his body was gone. A weird electric buzz rang in her head. She felt warm wetness splash around her pussy. The feeling was strong.

Something was wrong.

There was a flash of light that she could see even with her eyes closed. Bright light. Then a buzzing in her head. Not a normal orgasm. She opened her eyes and her vision began to clear. No longer was Rayne in a shower, and she looked down to see herself bucking her hips up, her pussy spraying into some sort of plastic cup like contraption with a hose attached. Her juices sprayed up and then down on her rather hairy blonde pussy. Coming down from her orgasm her foggy mind began to clear. Rayne Ravencroft began to remember instantly that she....she....wasn't Rayne Ravencroft.

Susan Storm-Richards gained her wits within a minute. She looked over to her right, and saw The Maliginant Magician her lover hooked up as she was, his cock in a similar plastic cup with a hose. The hard cock was spraying up into the cup, but the hose wasn't sucking the waist up. She turned her head the other way to see her other teammate Mac Gargan. They were all in strange jumpsuits with plastic cod pieces over their crotches.

Her memories began to form. They'd taken the Control Rod from Annihilus. Raced to the distortion area to return home, as the Wizard had promised. They must have been caught. Susan and the Fantastic Four had been put in this "contruct" before. She reached up with weak hands to touch the helmet that matched the Malignant Magicians. Sue sighed, "Malignant Magician", she huffed with annoyance in her mind at the Wizard's name.

Next to her Bentley began to wake himself. His own orgasm falling on his genitals in the cup. He saw scientists of different alien races scurrying about trying to turn the 'construct' back on. It seems they turned on Bentley's "matter transfer" device. Inside the simulation he called it a matter teleporter. It was actually an EMP bomb. Once they'd perfected it and turned it on, it must have activated somewhere in this facility. Essentially, it turned off all electronics in the building.

"YOUU!" a voice spoke to his left. A very angry looking Sue Storm was ripping diodes and IV drips from her body. She had a strange grey jumpsuit on, with Bentley's purple helmet still on her head. She was not happy with Bentley. "I should kill you..."

Down in Shadow City, at the Citadel, the Police Headquarters, the entire staff looked out the window at a massive explosion on a moon far away. Commissioner O'Neil looked to Jomo Kimanye, "This isn't good". They both knew what was happening.

On the moon where the 'construct' was housed, the facility was destroyed in moments. Gone was an entire five floor science lab, with three basment floors. Gone in a blink of an eye.

In the rubble were thre moving forms. Mac Gargan was trying to stand on his feet. Bentley Wittman was crawling backwards, fearing for his life. His movement stopped by a large cement block as the building remains surrounded him. An imposing form closed in on him, its shadow covering Bentley's body. "Wait....wait Rayne...its me...." The Wizard pleaded sweat dripping down his brow.

Susan Storm-Richards shook her head with a bloody nose. She'd razed the entire facility in moments with her powers. "Don't call me that!" She barked between clenched teeth bared in anger. "Four years.....four years." She grabbed Bentley's jumpsuit by the portion under his neck. "FOUR YEARS WITTMAN!!" She brought her face close to his. "YOU OWE ME!!!

The Wizard was shaking in fear....