Jane Foster, now known as the Mighty Thor, stood in the middle of her bedroom, her long sandy blonde hair cascading down her broad shoulders. Her large biceps flexed as she gripped the ropes she had just tied to the bedposts. She had always been a strong-willed woman, but now, as a goddess, her strength was unmatched.
Thor, the god of thunder, lay on the bed, his muscular body bound by the ropes that Jane had expertly tied. He looked up at her in surprise, his blue eyes wide with a mixture of shock and arousal. He had never seen Jane like this before - so dominant, so in control.
Jane smirked as she climbed onto the bed, straddling Thor's waist. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through her body. She reached down, gripping his shaft in her hand, and began to stroke him slowly.
Thor groaned, his hips bucking up off the bed as Jane continued to touch him. He had always been attracted to Jane, but she had never been so assertive in the bedroom before. It was a welcome surprise.
Jane leaned down, her long blonde hair brushing against Thor's chest as she whispered in his ear. "I'm going to ride you now, Thor. I want to feel you deep inside me."
Thor could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps as Jane positioned herself above him. She guided his cock inside her, sinking down onto him slowly, inch by inch.
Once he was fully inside her, Jane began to ride him hard, her hips moving in a steady rhythm as she fucked him with a fierce intensity. Thor could do nothing but lay there, bound and helpless, as Jane took control.
Jane leaned back, her large biceps flexing as she braced herself against the headboard. She began to grind her hips against Thor's, grinding down on his cock in slow, deliberate circles.
Thor could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge, his balls tightening as Jane continued to ride him. He tried to hold back, to make the moment last, but it was no use.
With a loud cry, Thor came hard, his cock twitching inside Jane as he filled her with his seed. Jane continued to ride him, milking every last drop from his cock as she came shortly after, her pussy clenching around him as she moaned in pleasure.
Once they had both caught their breath, Jane climbed off Thor, untying him from the bedposts. She lay down next to him, her head resting on his chest as they both drifted off to sleep, satisfied and content.
As they slept, the ropes that had once bound the god of thunder lay discarded on the floor, a reminder of the night's passionate encounter.