Anne Marie was in nirvana. She was finally with the man that meant everything in the world to her...in fact, he WAS her world. Her life before as an X-Man was bricked over by a thick wall of submissive domesticity, her life now was devoted to being his body servant and souvenir of his villainous career.
Eyes closed, Hammer grinned as the voluptuous doll woman tended to him. She could hear her soft moans of desire as she stroked and carressed him lovingly, tending to his bedsores and the other filth accumulated by his long hospital stay. Of course he wouldn't be like this for long; he was confident his scientists would clone him a new body or transfer his consciousness or any one of the other ways that they'd invented over the years to cheat death. Of course none of these methods were 100% certain which is why he elected to try to get his revenge BEFORE have to go to such extreme measures. But he wouldn't die. He *couldn't* die. Not until he beat Stark once and for all...not by striking at him (which had proven to be futile over the years) but instead making his superheroine lady friends suffer.
That he hadn't come up with the idea himself didn't matter. Trask was an imbecile for refusing to negotiate and so he'd suffer the fate of all of the intractable fools that dared deny their betters. Stepford would become a corporate refuge for Hammer Industries if he had to tear down the place brick by brick to do it....
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Gambit was thinking that finally things might be going his way...but those hopes were dashed as he heard a rapping and a cheery "knock knock!" from the doorway.
Into view came an statuesque woman who was possibly even more outrageously voluptuous woman with long reddish blonde hair wearing a sundress that was almost indecently thin. "So this is where you'd gotten to Bardie!" Lifting the other amazon like she was a small child, she brought her into a boob mashing embrace which started them kissing and moaning. "I needed...a cup of milk...", the newcomer moaned, hefting one of the dark haired woman's massive tits and groping it. She then giggled. "But I see that you're busy...."
Bardie cooed and chucked too. "This is my new friend! Gambit, this my next door neighbor and BFF Titty-Anna!" She pulled down the dress to her friend's waist to display the gagantic treasure chest for which she'd been named. "Titty-Anna, this is Gambit!"
"Charmed," the redhead purred, pulling away from her friend to sit on the bed next to the bound man. "Bardie, you KNOW you can get in trouble by screwing another woman's husband...unless you're BOTH there to share!" She paused a moment and chortled. "Hey, that rhymes!"
"He's not married!", Bardie retorted hotly. Then she looked at Gambit with big innocent cow eyes. "You aren't, are you?"
Remy was only human so he could be forgiven for only thinking with his smaller head at the sight of the two amazonian beauties. "Uhhhh...no ma'am, Gambit not be married...."
The two mind controlled metas looked at each other with lusty grins on their faces. "You know what THAT means....", Titty Anna declared.
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