Susan looked over the choices none of them really turned her on. At least not nearly as much as cheating on her husband did. 

 

Taking Drugs... the thought of doing something so illicitly illegal while still being looked at as this pillar of humanity did get something out of her but at the same time she wasn't sure that she'd actually be able to do it... then again she used to think the same about cheating on her husband.

 

Getting a bunch of slutty tattoos and piercings turned her on but at the same time there was only so many ways she could hide that from her husband... eventually even he would notice if she had the words cocksucking whore on her lower back... or big  fat rings on her superpowered tits.

 

That left S&M... she always enjoyed a bit of bondage... and unlike the other 2 choices wouldn't definitley leave any obvious signs to others  that she was engaging in it and other people behind Reed's back.

 

So with a smile she selected it... and once again her mind exploded. Filling with images of whips, chains, posture collars, spreader bars, ring gags, ball gags, bit gags... and every other bit of naughty equipment under the sun. 

 

It no longer seemed "kind of fun" to her ... it was practically a necessity for her some of her slutty fetish to be involved in her extra-marital fun times... the best part to Susie was that when it came to men she was a total switch. Just when she thought she couldn't get more pleasure bringing men to heel... she'd have a memory of being turned into some man's plaything for the night and couldn't wait for more... of course when it came to the few dalliances with the fairer gender Sue was a total dom.

 

She felt it was her duty to make women, especially married women, into sluts like her... of course when she was done bringing out the inner cheating slut in the married ones... she'd show up at their house and get fucked by their husbands. She was so bad she giggled... and she really needed to find a date soon.

 

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Meanwhile across town.

 

Lounging poolside at her penthouse apartment a brunette looks down at her cell phone to check the notification and found the following message.

 

"Congratulations Janet Van Dyne! Susan Storm-Richards has selected you to enjoy this fabulous questionaire!" 

 

Jan lowered her sunglasses confused at the message and tapped next.