2 Lair of the Serpent
Wanda was in this Victorian-style penthouse, lying face-up on a bedspread. Her head ached in an innumerable throbbing, and she felt her forehead with one hand, which was naked now. Her warm fingertips ran along her head and her other hand felt along the velvet bedspread, which felt tremulously warm and oddly comfortable.
"Nice of you to join us," a voice commented dryly.
Wanda looked up. It was the Sue Richards, the Invisible Woman, and a good friend of Wanda's. Just the white-and-blue silhouette of her uniform amidst the weird bedroom made Wanda relax, but only just. She was always on edge, and always on guard. She didn't make friends easily and she didn't trust many people at all.
When she saw Wanda's look of unease, Sue giggled.
"Glad to see you're awake," she walked over from a plush chair on the other side of the room. Her hips sashayed as she walked and her thigh-high boots seemed a little too prim, her manner just a little too comfortable for Wanda to feel at ease here. The Invisible Woman walked over to where the Scarlet Witch lay and, sitting down next to her recumbent form, began to run one gloved finger up and down the other woman's arm.
"We were beginning to get worried about you."
"'We'?" Wanda asked cautiously.
"The rest of us," she said. "Surely, you know. Seven brides for seven heads. You," Sue smirked, "have the biggest one. Surely the rest of us should be jealous."
"Set," Wanda murmured. "You're under Set's control too."
"Mmmm." Sue gripped her arm tight, leaned over and lay a finger over Wanda's mouth. "Don't even say his name out loud, it makes you think."
"What do you mean?" the Scarlet Witch asked, but already Sue's eyes had clouded over, and she was almost laying down on Wanda's bed. Her hands were trembling.
"Oh lord, Wanda," Sue murmured. Her voice wavered. "Sometimes you won't believe the things I think about. Sometimes he comes to me at night and tells me about when I will bear his children. That's what he wants us for, Wanda. That's why we're here. Can you feel it?" she asked, and Wanda, who could feel nothing but Set, leapt up.
"Are you well?" Wanda asked, looking concerned at her former friend and current co-mistress. Inside the head of the Scarlet Witch, Set was telling her to observe the Invisible Woman and make sure she was under firm control. Wanda watched Sue carefully, the sole familiar face in this weird and alien room.
"I feel Set all the time now," Sue said. Her fingers clenched together tightly inside her gloves. "Oh my lord. Ooooh. I said it again, I said his name again. You should try it, Wanda.
"Sometimes I think of him, just of the face of a snake pressed up against mine, and I get wet. Sometimes I think of Set and I just have to touch myself. Have you ever done that, Wanda? Have you ever thought about your most mortal enemy and realized that you wanted him more than anything and then realized that it was him making you feel like that and felt so, so sexy?"
The Invisible Woman's hand was rubbing between her legs, which were folded out on Wanda's bedspread. She was trying to keep it subtle, but as she talked, and her voice got lower and lower and more sultry by the second, and the 4 on her chest grew larger with every heave of her breasts. Sue started breathing so deep she could hardly speak.
"Set controls everything I speak, everything I do. He's just playing with us, just waiting until he uses us to beget his children. We're going to have snakes inside us, snakes making little baby snakes out of us. And that's not even the punch-line, Wanda. They're going to have our powers. Little baby Sets."
She said his name as slowly as she could, drew it out with her lips as she brought down the zipper of her jumpsuit. Wanda could see the folds of the Invisible Woman's deep huge breasts, concealed only at the very bottom by a lacy emerald bra that could barely contain the heaving cleavage. One hand began to lift her nipple out and teased it, the other reached to the bottom of the fold where her uniform opened in the front. She reached in and played with her pubic hair.
Wanda stood there, utterly rigid, the heels of her boots digging into the bed. Nothing made sense. She turned to the only voice that held any reason anymore, the voice in her head. "Tell me what you want of me, Master," she murmured to the wind.
She waited, like a siren, to hear her Master's voice in her mind.
Sue was sweating now, groping, calling Set's name over and over again. Her hand worked deep into her vagina, now, making her clitoris erect between the fingers of her white leather gloves.
"What should i do, Master?" Wanda cried out.
And then she heard the voice. And it said:
Encourage her.
The doors of the room swung open, and two women dressed in white robes with long, thin white stun-guns came in. They closed the doors and stood by them, straight and still. Sue was still writhing. She held onto the bedpost. It was the only thing that could keep her still.
"They're just here to keep us safe," the Invisible Woman whispered to Wanda. "Ignore them." All of a sudden, she was right by Wanda's ear. When she spoke, her lips brushed Wanda's earlobe.
Wanda looked at the door guards. The skin of one was as green as Sue's lingerie, as green as Set. They were She-Hulk and Jean Grey, both as lifeless and immobile as Wanda had been. They were only tools for Set.
Unnnnnnnhh...
When Wanda thought his name, her ass convulsed. She ran her palms along it. She felt the tightness of her uniform material between her legs, and she rubbed them together.
"Mmmm," said the Invisible Woman, deep into her own masturbation. She took one of Wanda's hands and put it between her legs.
"Oh my God," said Wanda. "Oh my fucking God..."
Her fingers started to work, twisting the fabric and her skin. The ridge of vinyl and latex between her thighs scratched her clit hard. Wanda's clit was thumping with a fast, heartlike rhythm. Seeing Sue all vulnerable, laid out on the bed with her pendulous breasts hanging out and vibrating with every thrust of her gloved hand, made her very afraid and very vulnerable and even more horny.
"Yes," Sue breathed. "Yes, Wanda, just like that. Give yourself to him. Give innnn...."
"We're fighting a battle!" she cried, sitting up straight. Wanda's eyes were wide open. She could see everything. She could see the horrible things they were doing.
Sue flailed about. She lay prone on the bed. She was using both hands inside herself, biting her bottom lip with her short perfect teeth to keep from shrieking. It wasn't working. Sue was like a siren. So loud. "Yessssss..." she moaned.
Wanda could see the horrible things that Set would make them do.
Then her mind wailed. It went:
Settttttttt...
She wanted to do horrible things.
She was the battle. Her body was going mad and she liked it. Sue's head was bumping against her leg furiously. She was coming all over the place. Wanda's toes ran carelessly through her long blond hair, silk and furiously tousselled.
Wanda was breathing hard. So hard. Her breasts rose and fell in her uniform, pressing hard against the material and then coming in close to her body.
Everyone was watching her. She-Hulk and Invisible Woman and Jean Grey. And of course Set. He was always watching her. They were all horny for her. All tuned into her rhythm. Wanda even saw Jean, by the door, barely making an effort to conceal her own hand snatching at something between her legs. She-Hulk's gun rubbed her thighs.
Wanda saw Jean's tongue lick her ruby lips, and that was all it took.
Wanda's fingers jarred deep inside her.
Her entire body spasmed. Her thighs creamed and she threw her head back and the world turned into stars. She got a quick vision of snakes crawling through her cunt and she yelled, hard, through the night.
She collapsed, her entire body throbbing, onto Sue. She was crying and weeping and spent and happy. She pressed her face into Sue's chest, sobbing.
"Mmm, good girl," Sue said, stroking her hair.
NEXT: "LET'S GET PHYSICAL!" Wanda harnessses her powers for the good of the greater evil!