Some time later, Malice stood by the bed, watching Wingfoot give Alicia a savage ass-fucking. The dominatrix occasionally lashed his broad muscular back with the bullwhip she held in one hand, the other poised lightly on her leather corseted hip. The humping pair grunted like rutting beasts, their minds almost completely gone due to the repeated use of Psycho-Man's control device. Now they were little more than lust-fuelled submissive fuck-toys, totally obedient and eager to follow every perverse order their Mistress gave them.
Malice enjoyed the torrid spectacle, but she was growing bored with this pair and had asked Psycho-Man to acquire a new plaything for her.
Just as she was about to devise some new torture for her pets, the door to her dungeon swung open and she smiled with wicked delight when she saw that her new present had arrived! The muscular but voluptuous She-Hulk crawled in on all fours, led by two of the Hate-Monger’s androids who each held an adamantium chain, connected to a power dampening collar round her straining neck. Psycho-Man followed close behind, his control device in his hand.
Malice threw down the whip and clapped her hands. “Oh goody! You brought her to me, just as I asked. How kind you are to me.”
The orange skinned villain smiled evilly. “Anything to amuse you, my dear. And once this one is fully broken, she will make a very useful pawn.”
Malice sauntered over, her stiletto heels clicking on the stone floor of the chamber. She reached down and grasped a fistful of the green beauty’s dark hair and yanked her head up. “Remember me, you big green bitch? I am Malice, and soon you will call me Mistress!”
Psycho-Man grinned and pressed hard down on the “obedience” and “lust” buttons on his device, and the jade giantess whimpered as she gazed up into the hooded face of Susan Storm-Richards, somehow even more beautiful now that it was twisted by evil and perverse desire.
Malice reached down and unhooked a fastening on the strap of her thong, and the shiny black garment fell away, revealing her shaved sex. Pulling She-Hulk’s head down and closer, she growled, “Lick me.”
Jennifer Walters tried her best to pull her head away from Sue’s pussy, but there was a storm of conflicting emotions that boiled within her. She had to get free and somehow rescue Sue, but she couldn’t tear her gaze way from the exquisite folds of the hot pussy that loomed before her, and her nipples hardened almost painfully as she took in the erotic vision of her old friend dressed in the shiny spiked black leather of her Malice guise.
As Psycho-Man continued to bombard the She-Hulk’s mind, desire and the urge to submit overcame all other considerations, and the green beauty slowly opened her mouth and extended the muscular tongue. Malice shivered with pleasure as she felt the wet tongue trace a line around her moistening pussy lips and then it found her clit and flicked at it teasingly.
“Mmmmmm”, the former Invisible Woman crooned. “Very good, slave. We’ll have to get a pretty silver stud for that talented tongue of yours.”
She-Hulk trembled with excitement at the thought, then plunged her tongue deep into Malice’s clutching twat.
Malice sighed happily. The huge woman’s thick tongue probed deeply, almost filling her as well as a cock. Moving her pelvis back and forth rhythmically, the once virtuous Sue Storm wondered dreamily what to do next to secure the endless devotion of her newest sex slave…
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