The alternative Reed smirked as he saw this strange Sue Storm’s eyes drop down again to assess his throbbing manhood. He could see her pretty brow crease with mixed emotion and her face flush with embarrassment at her predicament.
“I gather from your reaction that your husband is a bit less…forward than I am.” So saying, he used his stretching powers to extend his massive cock even further, so that it rose slowly up towards Sue’s face, the bulbous head waving side to side slightly like a snake seeking its prey. “Take a closer look, my dear.”
Sue wanted to turn and run from the room, but she was mesmerized by the sight of the glossy glans at the end of the preposterously elongated cock as it rose nearer and nearer to her trembling lips. She had to find a way out of this nightmarish world and back to her own, but now she could scent the aroma of the cock and she felt a warm tingle of lust ripple through her.
Strange, alien thoughts and memories were beginning to bubble up in her mind and she began to consider all the fun she could have with this titanic knob. She could use her force powers to bend it into all sorts of amusing shapes that would possibly cause Richards great agony, and causing pain was one of the most exquisite pleasures she knew. If she could get this smirking fool into her sex dungeon and fasten him into one of her torture devices, she could get that smile off his face and have him screaming for mercy…
What was she thinking?? With a cry of mingled horror and repressed lust, she regained control of herself and stepped back just as the shiny glans was about to reach her face. “No!” she yelled, and fled from the room. She heard the cruel laughter of Reed behind her as she fled wildly down the dimly lit hallway outside, not knowing where she was heading, but hoping something in this strange Baxter Building could get her out of this madness.
After some minutes, she found herself standing outside a wide metallic door that somehow felt familiar although she’d never seen it before. Instinctively she waved her hand in front of a sensor and the door slid open with a hiss. Sue gasped with despair as she saw the sex dungeon revealed within. Several torture machines were arranged around the large room, and there were racks showing all manner of bondage equipment and clothing along the walls. There were several cages too, inside which were muscular young men and nubile young women, all gazing at her with a mixture of fear, desire and submission.
One part of Sue cringed with despair at the understanding that this was her alternative self’s “playroom”. But somehow, impossibly, that alternative self was gaining dominance of her mind. Again, she wanted to flee, but her wicked alter-ego seemed to almost feed off the presence of her slaves, and Sue felt a wicked lust that she’d never felt before. With a low moan, she stepped into the room and let the door hiss closed behind her…
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