Marvel: I'm a Symbiote

The following morning, Alex gave Felicia a bath before enveloping her entire body down from her neck into her latex bodysuit.

"Aren't you going to take me to your dungeon with MJ today? Why did you put this suit on me again?" Felicia poked the skin on her stomach with a pout as Alex sat behind her, brushing her hair.

"Rituals are important, at least to me. We do this every Saturday, and I plan to keep it going. Taking you out on a walk, showing you my appreciation, and getting you ready in the morning comprise my weekend's most important events."

"You'd think a dictator such as yourself would have more important things to do than to prioritize grooming his cat," Felicia chuckled.

"It's therapeutic for me," Alex said. "It may not be long, but I am at peace during this time. Be it our walks, when I reward you, and the mornings when I bathe you. It's all very peaceful for me."

"We can do it more often if you want," Felicia said before blushing a little. "I enjoy it as well …"

"We'll see," Alex said. "For today, I want you to mentally prepare yourself, okay? Take MJ, go to the dungeon. I want to see you both kneeling at the usual spot when I arrive. No need to change her outfit or get rid of any accessories. Just unhook her from the cage and lead her there. She will follow you as long as you hold the leash, even if she can't see or hear anything."

"Okay," she nodded. "I'll be waiting, sir~" She turned her head with a sultry expression.

Alex leaned forward and kissed her deeply as Felicia wrapped her arms around his neck, prompting him to hold the side of her face.

A few minutes later, Felicia pulled away with glassy eyes and wordlessly stood up.

"Don't forget to take MJ with you. I'll meet you soon," Alex spanked her ass as she was going out, making her jump.

"Yeah, yeah …"

…

It was noon by the time Alex opened the secret door in the oval room and entered the dungeon. Unlike the somewhat dreary feeling one would get before, the place had completely transformed in the past two years. The entire theme of the room was a mix of red and black tones with ample lighting that illuminated all of the creative contraptions that filled it. It was a treasure trove of devices that were historically used for sadistic practices. Everything in the room also received constant maintenance to make sure that everything passed the test of time. The amount of taxpayer money that went to the annual maintenance of the dungeon was embarrassingly large.

As Alex entered through the door and closed it behind him, he turned his head to admire the two women who were submissively kneeling beside the door, waiting for him. Felicia's expression was impatient and slightly dissatisfied, while MJ was still blindfolded and gagged, she looked horny, impatient, and confused. Both of them had leashes connected to their collars, which were tied to a bar in front of them. Felicia had her palms flat on her thighs as she looked up at him while MJ's arms were still folded in the bitchsuit, leaving her in a much more vulnerable state.

"Good work, Felicia," Alex nodded with a smile and approached him, rubbing both of their heads. MJ groaned through her gag in response while Felicia let out a cute purr. "Go to the bed, Fel. Wait for me. I'll take care of MJ first, then you shall get my attention."

"After making me wait on my knees for two hours, you're making me wait even more …" She showed him a playful pout as she stood up.

"I'll make it worth your while," Alex spanked Felicia's ass just as she turned around, making her jump with a yelp. She turned her head to look at him with narrowed eyes before walking away from him. The way her hips swayed with each step mesmerized Alex, leaving him blankly staring at Felicia until she stopped at the side of the bed.

"You better," The platinum blonde looked at him with a slightly smug expression and posed for him, pushing her ass outward and raising her arms up to her hair. Every single movement she made captured Alex's attention completely, even as she climbed up on the bed and kneeled with her legs spread apart and her palms on her thighs. "Hurry up …" She said, seeing that he was still looking at her with a dazed expression.

"I suddenly don't want to," Alex smiled, making Felicia pout.

"Come on … I want you~" Her eyes fluttered seductively as her chest rose with her breath before falling, causing her boobs to jiggle lightly.

Alex reluctantly turned away from the seductress and looked down at MJ. Her drool had already covered a large part of her chest as she breathed through her mouth while the large toys that were still inside her made it difficult for her to stay still without any restraints.

"Let's get rid of these …" Following Alex's words, the blindfold and gag on MJ disappeared, freeing her vision, hearing, and speech. He grabbed her leash, "Follow me," He walked to the side as MJ quietly walked on all fours beside him.

Looking forward, MJ saw that Abaddon had brought her to a saltire cross. As he led her to the device and gestured, without making any sounds, she moved forward and got on the elevated platform that held the cross. Turning around, she faced Alex, who was kneeling in front of her. Seeing him silently move forward to unbuckle the belts of the bitchsuit that held her arms together, she locked her eyes on his face as if wanting to burn his expression into her memory.

A few minutes later, MJ was free from the bitchsuit and was left in an identical latex skin as Felicia that hugged every inch of her body tightly, leaving her more exposed than covered.

"Try standing up," Alex said, and MJ obeyed, trying to stand up on her weak legs. Seconds later, she let out a yelp as her knees gave out halfway, causing her to fall immediately. Even trying to hold herself up with her hands wasn't very useful since her arms were in the same state as her legs for the entire night.

"It's okay," Alex calmly rubbed her head as she groaned while trying to gather some strength in her limbs. "Your muscles are just stiff, that's all. No need to worry. I'll help you up."

MJ immediately felt some pressure being applied to her limbs as her bodysuit suddenly started growing stiff. Despite her weakened legs, it helped her stand up. At the same time, she felt pressure being applied all over her body by the suit. It was as if she was receiving a full-body massage.

"Good," Alex said. "I have something important to talk to you about today." MJ looked at him curiously. "You can freely speak your thoughts today. I won't be gagging you."

"R-really?" Her voice was a little hoarse and stiff. Not only had she spent the entire night moaning helplessly, but it was very rare for her to speak in the first place.

"Yes. Raise your arms in line with the cross," MJ obeyed his words and raised her arms all the way up as Alex stepped on the platform to face her. "I have an offer for you."

She nodded meekly, with a slightly curious glint in her eyes.

Alex let her curiosity fester for a few seconds as he fastened the belts on the wrist and elbow areas, fixing both her arms to the cross. As her arms were restrained, MJ's breathing grew shallower as her hands involuntarily clenched into fists.

"You, my slave," Alex kneeled as he spoke, grabbing MJ's ankle and aligning her leg with the leg of the cross. "Have the choice to …" He seemed to be deliberately delaying his words as he fastened the belt above her knee and restrained her thigh to the cross before doing the same with her ankle. " … finally be free of me and my sadistic methods," He had already fastened MJ's second leg to the cross when his words finished.

"What?" She asked, confused and a little slow on the uptake.

As Alex stood up, he looked into her eyes. "I'm freeing you," he said. "Now you have two choices: complete freedom where I will allow you to move to LA and give you some startup funds to invest in your acting career, or …"

"I don't want to!" She said in a panic while resisting. Her eyes were trembling, and her breaths were shallow, this time in panic rather than arousal. "I want to be with you … I belong to you …"

"Be patient," Alex slapped her chest, making her hiss in pain as she bit her lip. With that, he belted her waist to the cross as well, firmly affixing her to the structure. Just as she thought that he was done, he grabbed another belt from behind the cross and fastened it over her torso, right under her chest. "That's where the second option comes in," he said as the last belt was fastened above her chest, causing her some trouble breathing as her breasts were naturally pushed out.

"I'm not planning on continuing my relationship with you, but I won't abandon you either. You have the choice to join the farm as my warden. While you will have some power, you won't be much different from the rest of the prisoners in there when it comes to the responsibilities."

"T-the farm …" MJ suddenly revealed a look of trepidation. "That prison that was opened a month ago? What kind of responsibilities?"

"The kind that involves spending most of your time in a state of bliss with some minor management tasks," Alex said. "I will only introduce the rest to you if you accept. You have the rest of the day to choose between freedom to live a normal life or eternal servitude."

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