The cabin door swung open and Pepper Potts stepped into her room. She had just had a lovely evening with Ororo and Kitty, as well as some of the other women she had met at their table. The Stark Industries CEO was very happy that she would have a whole cruise to get to know the two mutant women better. She had always respected Storm and Kitty from afar, but with her duties as the head of one of the largest tech companies on the planet, as well as her relationship with Tony, she unfortunately didn’t have a lot of time to socialize with anyone from the X-Men. Closing the door behind her, Pepper smiled. She had been nervous about taking time off from work, but it seemed that everything was working out for her.
Still, Pepper thought, as she made her way to the bathroom to brush her teeth, there was the subject of the female staff aboard the ship. That would have to be dealt with, and she had promised the girls she would call first thing in the morning.
“Great, Pepper. More work. You’re supposed to be on vacation,” Pepper said to her reflection in the mirror, her features contorting to a small frown. For the first time since coming on board, she questioned if scheduling a cruise with a company that had such close ties to Stark Industries was a smart decision.
Stark Industries had not exactly been a stranger to public scrutiny through the years. Ever since Tony Stark came back from his capture and presumed death in Afghanistan and had revealed himself as Iron Man, Stark Industries had never strayed too far from the limelight. No matter what had come, Tony, Pepper and Stark Industries had always weathered the storm though. So if Stark Industries’ partner in this venture was involved in immoral hiring practices, Pepper would have to cut them off entirely. It simply wasn’t worth the scandal.
Thinking things over, Pepper sighed and caught herself. It wouldn’t do to worry about all of this tonight. She was vacation, after all, and needed to relax. After slipping on one of Tony’s old T-shirts and sleep shorts, Pepper finished getting ready for bed. She curled up in her large bed and it didn’t take long before she dozed off.
Minutes passed in the dark room, and Pepper slumbered peacefully.
It was then that the numbers on the bedside clock radio flickered for a moment, before classical music began to play seemingly by itself. The sleeping redhead uttered a soft sigh and curled up in her blankets. She sunk deeper and deeper into the most relaxing sleep, aided by the unnaturally soothing music. In this almost trance-like state, Pepper Potts was now highly suggestable to what was being done to her. Even as the rest of BLISS’s more overt measures began their own sequences, the music continued to play, keeping the CEO from waking.
The music from the radio continued its siren song, and Pepper continued her deep sleep. Without warning, the large flat screen TV in her room turned on by itself. The screen featured the same looping video of waves undulating gently on a wide open sea behind the BLISS logo. The image bathed Pepper in its radiance. A variation on that same soothing music began to play and it synced up perfectly with the radio, although it was a bit louder.
The sleeping redhead stirred in her bed at this newest development and she whined out a long moan. Her entire peaceful sleep had been interrupted by the change in music. Instead of lying peacefully on her bed, Pepper’s body convulsed and she stretched out. Beads of sweat began to form on her forehead. Her brow furrowed as she began to twitch, her subconscious struggling against what was being done to her. Pepper Pott’s will was strong, but unable to wake up, and against the persistent tide of subliminals, it was forced to give ground, inch by metaphorical inch.
As the night wore on, Pepper’s hands slowly crept down down her torso, past her taut stomach, to her sleep shorts. Every hour she’d spent asleep had gotten her pussy wetter and wetter, aching to be touched or stimulated, her feminine juices running down her pale thighs and leaking onto the bed. Biting down on her bottom lip, Pepper gasped when she plunged her fingers into her dripping folds and she whimpered in debauched delight when she began to slowly fuck herself. Her back arching, Pepper began to thrust herself back and forth as she continued to masterbate in her sleep. The redhead panted wordlessly, shuddering at the constant pleasure she was experiencing stroking her clit. Finally, she squeezed her thighs together, her mouth opened wide and the CEO at last screamed out in a mind-warping orgasm.
It was her first of the night, but most certainly wouldn’t be her last. A lewd look came over Pepper’s formerly peaceful features, and her hands, slick with her juices moved back up her quivering body until they reached her breasts. Whining out another moan, Pepper squeezed her twin globes hard until her nipples were just as stiff as her aroused clit.
For the rest of the night, she alternated in finger-fucking herself to orgasm, and feeling up her needy breasts. Her wetness seeped into the specially treated mattress, and it was the catalyst for the final stage of what BLISS had in store for her that night.