Recap: After the capture of Susan Richards off the streets of New York by henchmen sent by the psychic Vietnamese Madame Minh, Invisible Woman is ultimately subjected to extreme training sessions at the hands of sadistic assassin/psychologist Dante Allamordo. Ostensibly for the purposes of a major art heist, the scheme proceeded almost entirely as planned. Sue had even been allowed to escape only so she could be quickly recaptured in her famous costume in less than 20 minutes after she stepped inside Dante’s pricey condo. Sue then underwent further training reinforcement over the course of an endless night.
Currently, the shapely blonde heroine is submissively performing every sexual act she’s commanded to do in a display of Dante’s absolute control over the helpless woman’s will. Rick Tillman’s dick has been sucked and now the Madame’s pussy is being eaten out while Rick busies himself behind the famous Invisible Woman, plowing the heroine’s own pussy with abandon.
Chapter 27
Sue was surprised that Madame Minh’s pussy tasted as good as it did. She expected a bitterness somehow but it just wasn’t there. There was a tang to her juices but nothing objectionable. More to the point, it was pungent in a good way, like a strong brie or a dry wine with some kick to it.
So, Sue licked and slurped and fingered and nuzzled away at the opening, pushing her face deep between the fragrant thighs and scouring the folds there with an eager twirling tongue. Without a doubt Sue preferred cock because there was that fat warm sausage mouth feel that nothing else quite matched in her mind for oral satisfaction.
But there’s nothing wrong with this sensation either! And after all, it’s what Dante my master wants and it’s what the Madame wants, so it’s what’s right. And ohhh… that shaft back there is priming my pump pretty well, too. Man, the friction, the heat, it’s unrelenting. This guy is a great fit and he knows how to work that stick!
The moan that issued out of the blonde heroine was muffled by her face being buried in a cavern of warm flesh but the sound that issued from there, like a low growl of a mildly annoyed jungle cat, filled the room and brought smiles to the faces of all those present. When Rick Tillman stopped his thrusting hips for a somewhat lengthy pause to catch his breath, that low throaty murmur broadcasting from under the Madame’s dress rose in pitch to a plaintive whine. Consequently, that high humming vibrato had Minh grunting, squeezing her thighs together and arching her back, forcing her snatch to seal against Sue Richard’s cheeks and drawing a sudden loud exclamation from the Vietnamese beauty.
“Fuck! What a ride! This bitch means business! What a rating I’m going to give you! Oh…ohhh ohhhhh….Yelp, here I ….CUM!!!”
Minh’s body jerked and spasmed as her juices sprayed into Invisible Woman’s mouth, filling those cheeks with the essence of the Madame’s absolute joy. Sue swallowed. She had to because more cum was bursting out of the juicy crevice and the powerful woman’s thighs were clamped around the blonde’s head with no sign of releasing any time soon.
Sue’s eyes crossed as she swallowed hard even while Rick began to pump away at her from behind with renewed zeal. His cock rammed forward and withdrew again and again inside her, the width of him and the heat and the fury built inside her, the fire in her loins spreading throughout her body and infusing her mind with a pleasure that was insurmountable. She shuddered in place, her palms flat on the floor and her elbows shaking with tremors that made her arms too weak to sustain her balance. Her face slipped downward only slightly though as Minh’s thighs refused to slacken in the least. Sue’s knees wobbled and she would have collapsed back there if Rick’s palms weren’t gripping the undersides of both thighs and holding her up as he pounded away at her pussy with a rabbiting motion that put Sue’s brain into neutral.
…i….he…this…can’t…too much… too much…
Sue grunted loudly and came hard. Her body helplessly jerked within the grasp of both her dominating partners. Unable to do a thing, Invisible woman’s juices bathed Tillman’s dick and spritzed out around it in an earthy display of total feminine ecstasy.
Nobody could see her face but Invisible Woman’s eyes were clamped shut between Minh’s legs and her mouth was slack as her mistress’ cum dribbled off her lower lip and fell in a thin string to the floor.
“Phase out, Sue,” Dante commanded…and she did.
….oooohhh…maintain…power…must…stay…invis…ible…!...
Her sudden absence drew focus to the tiny cum lines draining down in the empty air from under Minh’s dress, bulging with the outline of Sue’s head; and from the base of Rick Tillman’s dick. That was the only visible part of his cock; the rest of him was buried to the hilt inside the blonde heroine’s snatch.
…that dick…so…firm….deep…can’t…OHH…!...wait…no…!...
And when Rick shifted slightly and Sue’s vag helplessly squeezed down on his manhood, that was more than enough to shove Minh’s minion past the edge of his resolve. His face tightened up in a grimace of pure sexual release as he held on for dear life on the warm ass he could feel but not see. His cock let loose with a hosing of pent-up pleasure, inundating Sue’s pussy with hot splurging warmth. Pulsing jets of it triggered off Sue’s own orgasm.
I’M CUMMING!!!
“Gnnnuhhh!” Rick released.
“Huunnnhh!” Sue did so too. The area where she knelt unseen resounded with her ecstasy.
So both parties grunted and froze in place, befuddled by the rapture, immobilized by the joy. Minh’s soft panting joined the duo and Dante watched with amusement as the silvery thread from under Minh’s dress thinned out to nothing but a sequence of slow drops spattering on the floor. And when Tillman regained his thoughts and pulled out of Sue’s pussy, the white glowing stream of mixed cum that drained to the floor from the invisible crotch was like watching a tiny waterfall from nowhere.
Guilford Jones was back on the couch, watching the same scene from a different perspective. He could think only of his own pleasure to come. The idea of fucking the one and only Invisible Woman in her butt was making him hard already. Clearly, she now seemed a willing participant in all this. Sucking dick, eating pussy and letting herself be screwed on command…even with her powers. It was astonishing really! Minh’s balding associate realized that having this gorgeous heroine’s tight, slick bunghole bumping up and down on his rock hard cock while he fondled her titties would be the sexual highlight of his lifetime!
I may even contribute a grand towards Minh’s bonus for this Dante gent. Well worth it!
Minh’s 68-year old subordinate smiled dreamily as he watched his attractive Vietnamese boss rouse herself from her sexual lethargy after her orgasm. Tillman tucked his cock back in his pants and rose up in a sort of quiet fugue state of his own. He went over to the bar and fixed himself another drink.
“Phase in,” Minh ordered Sue. When the heroine reappeared, she was now hunched over on her forearms and shins, her bare breasts hanging out of her top, ass in the air, her head nodding dully beneath a curtain of swaying blonde hair. Guilford couldn’t see her face from his angle but that snatch and ass were prime real estate from his vantage point: a delicate floral invitation surrounded by firm, round, flawless cheeks. He got a bit harder in expectation of what was to come for him. Even at his advanced age, he had no qualms about being able to keep hard for this prize bitch!
Minh bent over slightly and gently wrapped her silky yellow scarf around Invisible Woman’s smooth neck.
“Come up and give us a kiss, Sue,” she said softly, lightly tugging on the yellow silk. The blonde heroine did so immediately…well, as quickly as her dazed mind could after her own climax. She rose up on her haunches so her face came even with Minh’s. Sue face was shiny with the sweat and cum smeared all over her cheeks and lips and forehead. Her mascara was a runny mess. And those dreamy blue eyes were zoned in on her mistress; eager to please, not a hint of defiance.
Whoa! I don’t have to urge her with my psychic skills one iota! Dante really HAS broken this bitch down. She’ll be perfect to help take out the guards and complete this heist tomorrow.
Sue bent in and planted a long, warm lingering kiss on her mistress’ silky lips, breathing softly into her mouth, followed by a soft nip or two of those lips with gentle teeth work. Seconds after that, two tongues entwined while the hands of both women came up and began caressing each other’s breasts. Sue’s hands palmed Minh’s warm full breasts beneath the silky champagne blouse while Minh’s hands caressed the easily-available curves of Sue’s tits hanging out of her uniform. Deft fingers tweaked Sue’s nipples, drawing whimpering mews from the heroine.
Several minutes of pawing, caressing, squeezing and mauling had the two women very overheated. Minh’s blouse lost every button. Both had very damp crotches and both were breathing in short raspy pants. Long hair swayed back and forth. There was even a bit of growling. Hands moved down from breasts to between eagerly parted thighs and the huffing noises got throatier and the movements quicker. Finger work ensued; lots of it. Knuckles got slippery. Palms groped. Whimpering prevailed. Speed increased until, finally, yelping gasps and helpless moans burst forth along with juicy cascades down sweaty, trembling thighs.
Sue slouched down to the floor on her side mewing contentedly while Madame Minh flopped back into the armchair with her knees akimbo and her champagne-colored panties showing under her skirt. Both women were glassy-eyed and satisfied. Minh’s business suit would either spend a week at the dry cleaner’s or take a short trip to the garbage. Sue’s costume was damp with perspiration.
“My reputation remains impeccable I’m assuming,” Dante said smugly before taking a sip of his drink.
For the moment, all Minh could muster was a flailing wave of her hand in the air and a dull nod.
The Fantastic Car was rocketing through the air over the Atlantic at one and half times the speed of sound. Even at that rate, it would take Reed, Ben and Johnny at least four more hours to get to New York City. Flying several thousand feet over the jet traffic, the vehicle was on autopilot and Reed nervously drummed his fingers on the small area of the dashboard not taken up with gauges.
“Uuhh, Reed, could you stop that? It’s getting annoying,” the Thing growled.
“What? Oh, sure. Sorry, Ben,” Reed replied, stopping his fingers. He webbed his hands together and tried cracking his knuckles but that was impossible. The fingers just stretched like taffy giving Reed zero satisfaction. He started tapping his foot on the floor but that had Johnny crying out.
“Oh, for crissake, Reed, get a grip! Sue can handle herself. I’m just as worried as you and you don’t see me going off the deep end.”
“I just don’t like the signs of everything going on back home, Johnny. It doesn’t add up.”
“I agree with you. We’ve been over it half a dozen times. But you being a Nervous Nellie for this entire trip isn’t helping anything. How about we play some chess?”
“Hah!” The Thing’s guffaw echoed inside the car’s polycarbonite dome. At this altitude and speed, the pressurized housing was required. “Checkers is more like it, match head. You taking on Reed in chess? May as well have Steven Hawking teaching math to second graders.”
“Hawking isn’t even alive anymore, you orange rock.”
“And that still makes him twice as likely to win a game of chess against Reed as you, ya’ cheesy flame-tard.”
“And how is this bickering supposed to help things?” Reed’s temper was showing.
“Got your mind off Sue for a while, didn’t it?” Ben’s face broke into a smile as did Johnny’s. They’d played Reed well. At least for a short time.
Reed went back to drumming his fingers. Ben growled and settled back to try to nod off. Johnny looked down at the cloud cover and just sighed.
Where is sis anyway? What’s going on with her?
Invisible Woman lay on her side slightly dazed and out of it on the area rug in Dante’s living room. Her naked breasts hung out of her costume top, her legs were drawn up so her knees were drawn up to her belly and the zipper in her costume’s crotch was gaping wide open, displaying her snatch and shadowed ass crack to Guilford’s eager gaze.
Dante spoke up, “There’s just one more skill that I need the respected and adored Invisible Woman to perform before this demonstration comes to its conclusion.”
Sue’s head lifted at the slightly foreboding tone in Dante’s words. Her hair fell away from her face, allowing Guilford to see her dull blue eyes blinking at the Italian as he spoke.
“This charming and possibly most powerful member of the mighty and heroic Fantastic Four team will permit our friend Guilford here the freedom of something she’s yet to experience even during my extensive training. She will let him plow her ass!”
“You never violated her rear?” Minh blurted in astonishment.
“I didn’t say that. Her butthole has been penetrated many times during training, I assure you. There have been dildoes, butt plugs, sphincter rings, enema tubes and several other devices I felt were necessary to break down her resistance and to render the humiliation required to bring her to the state you now witness.” Minh nodded thoughtfully.
“That said, I never subjected her to my own dick or anyone else’s in my employ.” Guilford smiled wide with heightened appreciation of the pleasure to come. He was going to virgin territory.
“Of course, I can’t say if her husband Reed Richards has fucked his comely wife in the butt. Subject Sue, any confirmation of that? Do you allow Reed backdoor privileges?” Dante inquired. “Or will Guilford here be the first to fuck your virgin ass?”
“...m...m...my ass...?...”
“Yes, Subject Sue,” Dante replied with a nod.
“...M..MY...ass...?...”
“You’re grasping the concept nicely, yes.”
“...m.my...my ASS??!!”
“Indeed. Deep up in there.” Dante’s amusement faded and his tone cooled considerably. “Is there a problem, Sue?”
“I was wondering the same thing,” Madame Minh echoed, grimly watching the wide blue eyes of Sue Richards facing this test.
Guilford’s patience at this hesitation evaporated. He’d expected the same eager compliance he’s seen throughout the night. “What, you’re too good to take it up the butt, Invisible Woman? Hah! I think not. I’m going to make my dick disappear real quick between those cheeks of yours. Invisible Cock it’ll be!!”
“…no, please…you can’t…” Sue whimpers.
Dante’s frown deepened; his face shadowed now with a hint of anger.
“Subject Sue, I trust you’re not going to disappoint me and my guests here tonight.”
“It’s just…i…i…never…” Sue began to whimper there on the floor before Dante.
“This is most displeasing, Subject! You’re forcing me to discipline you harshly.”
“…I…no…it’s not that…I just…this is too…I only ever….please…no…pleeeaaasee.. not more discipline…pleeeeeaaassseeee!!!”
Sue clings to Dante’s trouser leg, her head bowed, eyes tearing up. On the pale beige area rug with its pale green floral pattern, a puddle of dark urine grows beneath the famous Invisible Woman. It stains the rug and the heroine’s reputation in one steady rush, pooling there as she whimpers and pleads for mercy.
Minh’s shock is evident. As is her displeasure. It seemed Dante’s methods were not infallible. Incredibly cruel, clearly, but not foolproof.
From the bar area, Rick Tillman waves his drink at the scene, the ice clinking in the glass, “Wow, the fantastic Invisible Woman pisses herself like a scared little bitch. Guess you’re not so imposing now, huh, champ?”
“Quiet, Tillman!” Dante barks at the man. “I’ll deal with this.”
But Rick presses his point crudely, “I thought you said you trained this bitch, Dante. She doesn’t even look house trained to me? Sorry, only two stars, pal.”
“Shut the fuck up, Tillman. I said I’d deal with this,” Dante spun and pointed at the rude minion.
“Please do, Mr. Allamordo,” Minh said icily.
“Yeah, please do,” Guilford repeated glumly.