"My cunt, my cunt, please..."

“Whores don’t get to choose,” Shanna growled, and Sue screamed into her pussy as Ka-Zar’s long, rock-hard shaft roughly pushed into her tight, near-virgin asshole. She tried to twist away, but the lord of the Savage Land had her hips gripped painfully tight and his wife had her by the hair, grinding her soaked cunt up and down her face. They were using her like a piece of meat. She felt her mind slipping away. She was no longer Susan Storm, the Invisible Woman, wife and mother and superheroine. She was a slut, just a slut with a cock up her ass and it felt good. The pain and the shame mingled with her mounting desire and she lost herself in the sensations, pushing back against Ka-Zar, lapping at Shanna's cunt like a thirsty dog. She was a dog, she was an animal, and she was coming, her skin on fire, her hands clutching at the She-Devil's thighs as she tried to stay upright, and the blue eyes were boring into her and she came again, screaming into the night, and she kept on coming as Ka-Zar threw his head back and shot his boiling-hot load into her.

Sue crumpled to the black earth, her vision swimming. As she came to herself again, to the feel of semen cooling in her aching asshole, she looked up to see Shanna and Ka-Zar looking down at her. The domineering hardness they had put on was gone. "Did you get what you needed, Susan?" Shanna asked.

Sue thought for a minute. Yes. Yes, she had. She was satisfied now. She could go back to her life as a wife and mother and never do anything like this again.

Right?

Of course.

Right?

As a small seed of doubt settled in her, Sue remained sure of one thing. This was an adventure of the Invisible Woman that could never be told…