As the mystic beauty finished her labors, she blew a stray strand of her crimson locks from her perfect face. She was a powerful sorceress and goddess in her own right, but here on Midgard she needed to build a power base and that required labor, even for an Asgardian. Her mystic might was a rival for any mortal magi and when it came to magic of the heart, only the Enchantress and Venus were her betters. Lorelei looked over her latest brew with satisfaction as she thought ‘The gates to the Realm Eternal may be denied me, thanks to the machinations of foul Loki and the jealousy of my sister, but there are eight more realms to conquer and Midgard will make a good start.’
Of course, Lorelei had more than earned the enmity of many from Loki to even mighty Odin himself, but that was not the case with her sister. The seductive Amora had more practical reasons than even base jealousy to stand in the way of the ginger minx. Amora actually loved her sister and wanted to protect her from the wrath of those that wanted to do the ungrateful wench harm, but that wasn’t the whole reason either. Lorelei had tried to grab the Odinson for herself, and that was not something Amora would allow. To the Enchantress, the Odinson was hers and hers alone, even if he does not yet realize it on his own. Amora would brook no interference in her quest for the golden haired God’s heart, not even from her little sister. Lorelei didn’t know it, but her escape from Loki’s revenge was choreographed by her sister as was the renegade goddess’s complete invisibility to those that sought her harm.
There were plenty of materials on the mortal world for her to work with. Natural aphrodisiacs and the scientific concoctions of various mind controlling villains mixed with the mortal drug Ecstasy and mutant growth hormone would be enough of a heady brew, but with her mystic might, the drug gained irresistible power over even the most virtuous souls. The essence of Idunn’s apples gave the victims greater sexual stamina, immunity to virtually all mortal diseases, and slowed their aging. Herbs from realm of Svartalfheim mixed with the magics of the Norns and the Dark Elves cleared the mortal mind of morals and nobility. Her own corruption of an Asgardian wedding spell made the victim bond with the person who first used the drug on them as their irresistible mate for life, although it did it in a way that grew with time. Other spells increased the effect of the less divine components, especially any addictive qualities, while eliminating all other toxic effects.
The goddess smiled wickedly as she rolled in the last of the containers that would soon be filled with her latest batch of the mystic brew called Blaze. Her caldron had 10 gallons of the fresh elixir in it; more than enough to fill the hundreds of spray cans, inhalers, and her newest product… e-cigs. As she waved her hands and chanted her spell, a red mist engulfed the caldron and the containers for her evil mix. While the contents of the containers maintained the same look, smell, taste, and even molecular structure as far as science or nature could tell, they were infused with equal volumes of the cursed elixir. The e-cigs had even better qualities. Since the overall effect was less than the inhaler, drag for drag, their influence built slower than the inhalers. It would take at least 10 drags on the e-cig to get the same effect as one of the inhaler but made up for it in the much higher rate of use. Best of all, the mystic content made the nicotine a thousand fold more addictive without any other ill effect. One drag had the same effects on the body as smoking a carton of cigarettes over a week. By the time they had vaped the same amount as a real cigarette, their smoking habit was firmly established.
Lorelei laughed as her spell completed leaving the cauldron empty and the containers filled with the mystic gold every pimp wanted now. She had only started with 10 of the more intelligent whoremongers, but this batch would easily service twice that number. She smiled wickedly as she passed her two pet wargs. Of course, there were twelve pimps in that first group to bid on her wares and two were stupid enough to try to use the Blaze on her. Big mistake, but examples needed to be made. Their arrogant expressions changed to shock when it didn’t affect her as it had the test subjects the pimps brought with them, but that was nothing compared to after her counter spell. First she easily bested the brutes with sheer physical strength and then she let them have it with mystic blast from her hand. In a heartbeat they went from defiant thugs to fiercely loyal war dogs of Norse myth. It definitely cemented her street cred with the pimps and her victims were much happier now anyway. As she crossed the room to her scrying pool she patted one of the animals on the head and purred “Bruiser… Sweetness… Come!”
As menacing as the large predators looked lying on the floor, the sight of them standing demonstrated the true horror the former pimps had become. Each warg was approximately the size of a Clydesdale with large wolf like heads three times the size of a Bengal tiger. Their huge barrel chests would have been difficult for the Thing or even the Hulk to get a good grasp and their thick, wild fur was longer than a lion’s mane. Each of their fangs was over 4 inches long and their incisors were twice that, but the really unsettling thing about their heads was the bizarrely twisted mouths. It allowed them to have a far greater range of expression than any animal, but whether they were smiling or snarling, the expression was chillingly evil. Like any males under Lorelei’s sway, the savage beasts were madly in love with the Asgardian. Their devotion and loyalty to her were only exceeded by their absolute subservience.
Of course, although they were not aware of it, all the pimps using her products were under her sway as well; just not as tightly tethered as these beasts. They felt loyalty, attraction, and a great deal of trust for her, but not so much as to cloud their minds. After all, a pimp needs to keep his mind on the here and now if he wants to keep his business, let alone his life. They were no use to her as total puppets.
Like the zealously devoted bodyguards they were the war wolves followed at the heels of their mistress as she moved into the side office her more delicate magics occupied. In the center of that room laid a large brass Victorian fountain. The 5 foot wide circular pool had once served as a garden ornament of one of the richer residents of old Manhattan, but now it had found new life with the sorceress. At its center, three streams of liquid arced up 3 feet before gracefully falling onto the brass center piece and gently flowed down to the shimmering pool. As the goddess started her spell the liquid in the fountain water took on a neon blue glow. Soon the reflection showed scenes from the current lives of the men that were under her sway. One by one, she observed the pimps going about their business. Piledriver had just used a Blaze aerosol can on some hot babes on a bachelorette party and was instructing them on how they were going to spend the night from now on. Wicked Willie had captured an undercover cop trying to infiltrate his stable. Well, after a few doses of Blaze, she’ll be a happy hooker gladly infiltrating New York’s finest. The next seven were all at Slick’s tenement bordello having a party of some sort. There were girls there giving complementary tricks, but it was obvious the men were holding out for something big. The Asgardian beauty was intrigued by this and concentrated her efforts to see what their host was up to.
As the pool settled, the scene of a gorgeous brunet cleaning the cocks of Slick and his mentor, Badger filled the view. The woman worked with ardent urgency, but the mystic could see there was a great conflict waging in the ho’s heart and soul. This wasn’t unusual for one early in the Blaze addiction, but that wasn’t the thing that really drew Lorelei’s attention. For one thing, the woman was deep in withdrawal. If she could hold out for a few more days, she might be able to escape her fate; even the bonding to Slick. Still, that wasn’t it either. On a hunch, the goddess invoked a spell of revelation and was rewarded by her effort. Even though it didn’t affect her appearance to Slick and Badger, Susan Storm Richards’ true self was displayed in all her glory to the scheming Asgardian.
Lorelei burst out laughing “Foolish mortal. You shall not escape your fate. So says Lorelei, your new Goddess!” As she watched on in glee, new plans turned it the ginger Asgardian’s head. Mortals of great power have been inducted into godhood before and, with some preparations, she was just the Goddess to do it again. She would create a new pantheon that fed on humanities seediest, nastiest desires. As devoted as the modern world is to hedonistic and sinful pursuits, her pantheon would soon overshadow the ancient orders of Asgard, Olympus, and every other group of gods. She needed some tools… Norn Stones, the Darkhold, and a cosmically powered reality tool like a Cosmic Cube or the Reality Gem; these things mixed with her magic would make her as powerful as Odin himself and able to take super-powered humans like Sue with her. Lorelei knew where to get the first two items, but the secret to the rest was laid bare in the heroine’s mind There the mystic could see in the lab of Mister Fantastic were all the tools she needed and more. Besides a Cosmic Cube taken from Annihilus, there were also both the Reality Gem and Power Gem. With those items, the Asgardian could wield her spell and root it beyond the power of any to negate!
As Lorelei mused about the possibilities she thought about Sue’s role in her new fantasy. The heroine’s invisibility power would be exaggerated beyond mortal belief as would her force field. The mystic could do similar things for the power objects the heroine had, like this perception filter. Her current state of respected and revered heroine, wife, and mother by day while living as a sex crazed whore by night was something she could work with too. Sue would make a magnificent Goddess of Infidelity! Of course, her fall into complete corruption would have to be completed first.
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As Sue finished cleaning Badger’s ass ripe cock, she continued to stroke Slicks throbbing love hammer. As long as she held onto him, all was well. She still had the withdrawal symptoms, but they were greatly reduced and best of all her guilt was nonexistent. As she turned to face her pimp, she was filled with ardent desire for him. She couldn’t help herself as she kissed her way up his torso until she was lovingly nuzzling his neck. She knew that the men were talking about her, but it didn’t matter. She needed Slick’s body. She wanted his hot cock deep in her needy pussy. She didn’t care that she was a heroine. She didn’t care about her marriage or even for Reed himself. The fact that she was a mother was meaningless. All she knew is she belonged to Slick and would do anything for him.
Slick mauled the heroine’s glorious ass as he spoke to his friend “I’m telling you this Blaze shit is the best. A day ago this bitch was trying to close me down, and now look at her. Her ass belongs to me and she wouldn’t have it any other way.”
Badger smiled evilly as she looked at the sex crazed slut and replied “You’re shittin me! I didn’t think any drug could do that. Where did you get it?”
Slick replied “Some Asgardian broad. She has some powerful enemies at home so she’s peddling her skills down here. One thing, though, she only sells to people she vets first. She only works with pimps and madams that have her back.”
Badger looked incredulously as he asked “And you have that bitch’s back? How the fuck does that work? How did she earn that trust?”
Slick smiled as Sue rubbed his dickhead all over her damp pussy “Yeah, I trust her. First off, you don’t want to fuck with that babe. She’s stronger than an Avenger and her response to disloyalty makes death look like a fun trip to the park. She’s no one to piss off. On the flip side, she is great to those that have her back and as long as she can deliver prime pussy like this? Oh fuck yeah, I have her back and then some!” Badger smiled evilly as Sue plunged Slicks cock into her hot cunt and began pumping. Slick continued while the virtuous heroine tried her best to fuck her beloved pimp senseless “Hmmmm, that’s nice babe! Badger, Lorelei is lookin for more people to bring into her network. I know you moved to Salem Canter to settle down and retire, but you sure you don’t want in on this? I hear there’s tons of hot rich tail up there to start a good stable.” As Badger considered the offer, Slick grabbed Sue’s waist and growled “Enough, ho! You want more of my bitch tamer, then you better be a fuckin all star slut tonight. Got it?”
As Slick pulled her off his dick, Sue’s wits started to come back to her slowly. She shook her head to clear the cobwebs, but still responded like a love sick school girl as she replied “Sure, baby. Anything you say.” Sue walked with an exaggerated swing to her lovely hips to give the pimps a show as she moved to the bathroom. Her mind was coming back slowly but she still wanted them to look at her with desire. A quick whore’s bath and readjustment to makeup and she was ready to go. Of course, when she was done, she realized that she could have just adjusted the perception filter to adjust the makeup, but part of her wanted to look her best when she let the filter down later. It never occurred to her that she took the air filter off to do her makeup and left it there in the bathroom.
As she left the room, Sue wondered what the hell was wrong with her. She hadn’t used Blaze but she fucked them hard simply because she wanted to and loved every second of it. What was happening to her? What was she becoming? Even now, she wanted to escape, but it wasn’t Reed she saw in that fantasy, it was Slick and it felt so right. She thought ‘WHAT THE HELL IS WORNG WITH ME??’
Lorelei had continued to watch the enslaved beauty as she stood outside the door. All the noble woman’s thoughts and emotions were laid bare for the Goddess, as well as all the woman’s perceptions. As Sue looked down the hall, she spied Shayna smoking an e-cig outside the room the other pimps were partying in and a new idea came to the mystic. With a wave of her hand, the Asgardian took control of the young whore and prompted her to approach the heroine.
As Sue watched, Shayna looked the heroine over from head to toe while giving her a wry grin. Sue could take no more as she reached out and grabbed the ho’s arm. Sue growled “You bitch! This is all your fault. If I hadn’t tried to help you, I wouldn’t be in this mess.”
Shayna just laughed as she blew smoke in the heroine’s face “Yeah, like that’s why you’re here. You stupid bitch! You’re here because you wanted to be here! You sought Slick out and when he told you that he drugged you, you fuckin believed him. What a slutty bimbo! Don’t you know there’s no such thing as Blaze? He just slipped you a little Ecstasy and filled your head with bullshit about how it was making you a whore. What a fuckin joke! You believed that shit cuz you wanted some hot cock action and you loved every second of it. News flash, ‘hero’, E doesn’t make you a whore. You did that all by yourself! Welcome to the stable, by the way. You’ve got a customer waiting in room G. Have fun, he’s as wild as you are slutty, HO!” Shayna finished her tirade with an even bigger cloud of smoke in Sue’s face.
The effects of second hand Blaze smoke was roughly 40% that of actually taking a drag off a Blaze e-cig. The effect was not enough to hit Sue with the tidal wave of elation she experienced before but it did kill the withdrawal effects. Sue didn’t know what to think as the smell of rich menthol cigarettes filled her nose and lungs. Her morals and judgement loosed up a bit as her post sex body glowed with delight, but the smoke didn’t smell anything like Blaze and the effects were small enough that she had to wonder. Was the whore telling the truth? Was Blaze a placebo effect that Slick gave her to get over her objections. Was it possible that Susan Storm Richards really was just a slutty whore and loving it?
As Shayna guided the confused heroine to her next customer, she blew some more smoke into the woman’s face. This time, Susan sucked it in greedily. Shayna smiled and said “You were doing badger in there, weren’t ya. I can tell; he loves to get his hos to clean his cock after its been up their ass. Here…” the lovely whore handed Sue her e-cig and said “Take a couple hits off this. It will take the ass taste out of your mouth.” Sue smiled slightly at her coworker’s kindness and took a couple deep drags off the e-cig. The feeling was wonderful. Sue never imagined that smoking would be so great. As she savored the flavor, Shayna handed her something. As Sue looked down she saw the e-cig pack as Shayna continued “You take this one. I’ve got another with my street clothes. Trust me, you’re gonna appreciate it as the night goes on.”
Sue smiled happily at the whore, completely unaware that she had just renewed her Blaze habit. As she opened the door, she heard a whip crack and was suddenly aware that the leather device was now wrapped around her neck. A leather clad man in the room growled “You’re late, bitch. Time to make you understand you don’t keep me waiting.” A sharp tug pulled her to the floor and as she looked around she saw racks, chains, and various instruments of brutal sexual fun. As the man threw a midriff corset without bra or panties, he rumbled “Put your cloths on SLAVE. Time to make your MASTER happy.” With the slowly renewing Blaze effects, Sue found herself smiling as she started to actually look forward to what was coming.