Chapter 8
Fifteen minutes after Sue Richards’ full-throttled, full-throated orgasm, Rick Tillman used his pass-key and walked through the doorway of the Captivity Room. He’d quickly showered just before and changed from his tan business suit into a long-sleeved blue denim work shirt, good jeans and dark gray sneakers. His toned physique, Nordic look and well-trimmed goatee were attractive enough so women forgave the man-bun and granted him more than his fair share of one-night stands. He did not disappoint on these occasions and word of mouth kept his social calendar filled when he wasn’t working freelance gigs like this one with Madame Minh. Even during this assignment he’d been able to score so that was a plus in his book.
As soon as he entered the room, Rick felt deep alarm. His employer’s face was gripped with anguish and she was sweating through her white silk blouse, dark stains blooming under her breasts. Her body was slightly crouched and she was wavering, her head bowed. Minh was groaning audibly. From his angle, Rick couldn’t see the chair but he silently prayed that the Richards woman hadn’t escaped or was holding Minh captive behind her. And then he realized what the hell was going on. He froze where he was, folding his arms across his chest.
“You’re sitting on the bitch’s face, aren’t ya’?” His voice was matter-of-fact.
Hers was not. “Y…y…yes….”
“She’s eating you out as we speak?”
“….mmm…hmmm…” The quaver was noticeable.
“And you’re ‘bout to cum, aren’t you?”
“…a…ahh…f…firmative…!...”
“She’s still chained up I hope to god!”
“...n…not…an…ih…idiot…”
“Want me to leave?”
“…w…want…y..yuh…you to shut….up…!”
Rick was about to let out a snarky reply about how the blonde beneath Minh better not shut her mouth but thought better of it.
He didn’t have to wait long for Minh to climax. The Asian temptress bent forward a bit, crouched a tad lower and grunted lustily as she felt a wave of pure delight rush through her from her head to her clenched toes. Beneath her wavering hips, Sue Richards’ face was doused in flowing juices that the blonde heroine felt it was only right for her to swallow and lap up from the hot damp crotch of the woman standing over her. She wasn’t sure why she felt such obligation but she did. In fact, Sue was so aroused, she enjoyed it.
After bidding Ben and Johnny goodnight around 11:30 p.m., a very sweaty Reed Richards entered his room in the Acropole Hotel. He closed and locked the door behind him, turned the AC unit on high and then flopped on his back on the firm bed, the springs singing softly in protest. Resting his head on the pillow and his palms on his chest, the exasperated hero sighed deeply. His face was drawn; tired and exasperated after a series of fruitless days. A few beads of perspiration dripped from his graying temples to the pillow case. The day had been a complete waste of time. He and Ben had lost the snitch they’d been tailing through the streets of Khartoum under a blistering desert sun. Sure, it was a dry 95-degree heat but that hadn’t brought any comfort to him or the oversized Thing.
Reed had been hoping to get a lead on a terrorist cell that was supposedly funded by the Rapid Support Forces tied to the highly suspect government. The Fantastic Four had been called in by the NSA based on chatter on the dark web that an attack was being planned against U.S. interests in the region, possibly the U.S. embassy in Khartoum. The specifics had been sketchy at best. This was not remotely why the Fantastic Four had been formed but the threat was imminent they’d been told and the NSA wanted people on the ground who could stop any attack at a moment’s notice. Reed and his team were working with a CIA contact but suddenly his sources had gone quiet. Nobody thought that was a good sign. Johnny Storm had spent the day at the U.S. embassy trying to get information from the ambassador and others about any threats that had been uncovered. He had zero success. A vanished snitch and nothing of worth from any official; yes, a completely lost day.
Reed dug his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Sue from his contact list. He glanced at his watch. With the seven-hour time difference, it would be about 4:30 p.m. in New York. He let the phone ring until it went to voice mail.
“Hi, darling. It’s Reed. Thought I’d touch base before I went to sleep. I hope you’re having a better day than I’ve had. I envy you the pool on our roof. I’d give a king’s ransom to be able to dive into that right now. It’s scorching here all the time with no relief in sight. Anyway, call me back when you can tomorrow. I’ll be sleeping like a log here for the next 8 hours or so. At least the air conditioning works! Miss you much! Anything fun going on there? Maybe an attack by Doctor Doom? I would much prefer taking him on than all this cloak and dagger stuff here. Anyway, I’m rambling. Talk to you soon. Love you. Bye.”
The cell phone screen in Sue’s handbag went dark on the shelf in the corner of the Captivity Room. Nobody heard the hum of vibration in silent mode when the call came through, nor did they notice the dim light shutting off within the deep confines of Sue’s effects. All the occupants of the room were heavily distracted by pleasures that had nothing to do with swimming in cool water. True, there were puddles on the floor but that was just sweat and other fluids.
“Can I ask you a question?” Rick’s eyes scoured his boss’ face for a hint of the generosity he was hoping for but found only a glassy expression of self-absorbed satisfaction after her rousing dousing of her captive blonde’s face.
“What?” Minh sighed softly.
“Can I share in what all this is?” He gestured at the chained figure of Sue Richards as her head lolled weakly on the chair’s soft cushioned headrest. Her glazed cheeks and mouth glinted in the light from the overhead fluorescent fixture; the expression dumbstruck, the heavy lids at half-mast for the moment.
The sultry black-haired beauty lazily pulled the hem of her blue leather skirt down and straightened its wrinkles while considering his request. Rick was quite trustworthy and had fulfilled every task she’d asked of him with sensitivity and intelligence. She not only liked him but, more importantly, she trusted him. She decided to move him one step closer to her inner circle. This reward of giving him a chance to play with this woman wasn’t out of line; in fact, she was most curious how this heroine bitch would respond to him. However, she had one question to ask first before she granted him this little perk of his employment.
“Where is Willie?”
“The stooge is downstairs. Definitely feeling the heat, if ya’ get my drift. He’ll be joining the others on the ash heap of history.” Rick grinned widely at his little pun while checking his watch. “…or will be in another 18 minutes or so. He was one big guy.”
“Excellent. Then share away. What’s your pleasure with our comely guest?”
“Honestly, I’d love to have her suck me off but I’m worried about biting. What are the odds on that?”
“Let’s ask her.” Madame Minh bent down and purred into the ear of the dreamy-eyed blonde while her right hand rested on the moist heat of Sue’s crotch, lightly sliding her fingertip past the wet folds of her panties and teasing the slippery clit. “You wouldn’t object to my friend here pulling out his penis so you can go to town on it, would you, Suzy?” Minh nodded her head and impressed her suggestion into Invisible Woman’s receptive mind. And right then she discovered a remarkable feedback sensation from the blonde’s mind. She barely had to push at all.
Invisible Woman loves giving head?! Who would have guessed the bitch was such a slut?
So, Minh merely had to give voice to what she knew was true for Sue Richards. “And by going to town, I mean savoring the taste and length of his cock, right?” Minh’s nodding was parroted by the dull-eyed blonde who looked up at Rick with a weak smile and a lick of her plush lips.
“…yuuh…okay…shuure…” The famous heroine’s libido had been supercharged by the drug earlier and this present stimulation still had her motor running. Of course, Sue was no stranger to giving head. Reed had often complimented her skills; sometimes verbally, more often by cumming on her face when he lost control early due to her much too talented tongue work.
Maybe I’ll even get a chance to swallow this guy’s load. It’s been a while since I enjoyed that rushing gulp. I kind of miss it!
Sue found herself surprised at that thought but it felt correct to her somehow, even though it wasn’t her husband’s cock she was going to suck. In any case, when Minh backed away the well-built blond man came to stand beside the chair and presented his still soft penis out of his jeans. Sue turned her head to the side and readily opened her mouth, taking in the head of his cock without hesitation. As the mushroom tip passed her lips, Sue sighed softly with the satisfaction of one of her favorite things, oral stimulation. She just loved having her mouth filled, enjoyed savoring sweet things, salty things, hard things soft things. She always had!
The penis was warm. Sue held the tip of it in her mouth, just using a gentle flutter of her cheeks to get the muscle’s attention. She was a bit frustrated that her wrists were shackled to the chair since her hand work was also exceptional. But the penis stirred slightly and she began to pick up her pace by bobbing her head. Rick clearly enjoyed this attention and his member saluted her with growing enthusiasm. She had him ramrod stiff from base to tip in no time, savoring the hardness, the fullness and the scent of an excited male.
Minh had moved back to Sue’s crotch, straddling the captive woman’s legs and leaning forward to offer up highly concentrated mouth work and fast fingering of Sue’s pussy and anus; teasing relentlessly before driving deep and twisting. The tongue, the lips, the fingers all worked feverishly to bring Sue to a mindless joy. As a result, Invisible Woman transferred that energy into an oral maelstrom of wet, hot, committed mouth work.to Rick’s tasty shaft before her.
She gobbled him down and held him there, just let her warm breath tease his length. Then she slathered his ‘nads with loving care, taking them in one by one and bathing them with an exotic pride of ownership. When Rick began to moan, Sue returned to the rigid pole and swallowed it whole…over and over and over. Her lips gripped him tight and she was relentless. Her hair flying around, brushing with sexy golden waves against his exposed thighs, her eyes half open with lusty appreciation of his size and girth, her mouth watering with thick sighs of pleasure as she gave and took in equal measure until there was nothing left to take and nothing left to give. She felt his hands cup her skull and pull her in tight. His body froze as every inch of him drove deep into her throat. Rick exploded down her gullet, jetting thickly with a huge groan of satisfaction. Sue swallowed and swallowed again. Her belly filled with his seed as he held her face tight to his pubes. She relaxed her throat and breathed through her nose, experience taking over so she didn’t choke, didn’t gag, didn’t reflex in any way. She just existed in thrilled harmony with the man in her mouth. A man who was bigger than Reed before he could stretch!
Impressive!
And down below was Minh, now reaching a crescendo of her own, swamping Sue with a rhythm of pleasure that had the heroine issuing a groan of her own now. The finger in her anus was making her glutes bob and dance while the flexing hot tongue owned her clit. Sue’s eyes rolled up as Minh watched that pretty face climax around the hard cock she’d just serviced to perfection. The warm rush of Sue’s orgasm filled Minh’s mouth, a sweet nectar of surrender that Minh never tired of tasting.
Out of nowhere, Rick’s dick bobbed again, unexpectedly releasing a final thick jet of cum. Sue’s eyes went wide and she pulled her head back instantly, her mouth draining out white trails of cum from both corners. She gave a weak apologetic smile, of all things.
“…s…sorry…” she mumbled.
“Don’t be. I’m not,” replied Rick. “I can’t believe that Invisible Woman is one of the best cocksuckers on the planet. What a ride!”
Dante walked back in the room as the trio just wavered there in pleased silence.
“Time for me to take her, Minh. I’ve waited to the time you requested.” He walked toward the chair with a plastic triangular gas mask and a small tank in his hands. When he saw the lines of semen running out of Sue’s mouth he actually nodded in agreement as if those were part of his plan. “Good, I can use those. Smear her face with your ejaculate. It will make a better seal for the mask.”
Rick looked at Dante with cold apprehension but did as instructed, lathering the cum all over Sue’s face. She looked perplexed at first then concerned as the rubbery triangle was fitted to her face.
“…nuhhh…wh…wait….dun’t….”
Nobody paid attention to her. Rick held her head firmly in place with his large hands. Dante pressed the mask against her face with one hand and turned the valve with the other. Madam Minh corralled Sue’s legs as she weakly bucked in the chair. The silvery fog in the mask disappeared up Sue’s nostrils and was replace by another cloud of mist. This too streamed up her nose. It took just two more clouds before Sue’s wild eyes went dull and the lids flickered and she slumped into the chair, her world gone gray, her body limp, her horror show about to begin.