Beg For It

His hands closed on her chest. At first Sue Storm thought Porkum merely groped at her breasts, but then his nails pierced the fabric of her suit, and the costume beneath it. With a wrench, the fabric stretched, split, and tore—and Sue Storm's thin athletic brassiere split with it, and her breasts spilled out into the open air of the factory.

With a grin, the pig-man pulled the cloth aside, the better to get at the Invisible Woman's body. Sue Storm grimaced. Her gloved hands continued to jerk the obscene staff that jutted out from his body. Recrimination and self-doubt piled on top of her mind at this added indignity. She wondered if any scrap of honor would be left to her.

Then Porkum's snout brushed her ear.

"Beg for it," he said.

Sue shivered. The unnatural heat that filled her crotch was more than an embarrassment. It was proof of her failure as a wife, as a mother, and as a hero. She should be bringing Porkum in to face justice for his crimes, not in his lap and jerking him off.

Now he wanted her to beg.

"Beg for what?" she said, her lips tight, her movements jerky and angry. Both thumbs pressed together as she gripped his dick tight and stroked it hard, as if to will him to cum so he would let her go.

"Beg me to cum," Porkum rumbled, as his great pink paws groped her breasts. Sue shut her eyes as she withstood the ****. "It gets me excited when women want it. You gotta make me think you want it. Then I'll splooge and you can go. That's what you want, right? You want this to end, don't you? Put it all behind you. Just like a bad memory."

Muscles worked in Sue's jaw. It was almost like he was telling her what she wanted to hear.

"I mean, it's not like you enjoy this, right? You don't want it to go on longer, do you?"

"No," Sue admitted.

Porkum rubbed his cheek against hers. His hands squeezed her breasts, just hard enough to elicit a moan. Sue shivered. She reached deep down inside herself as she wrestled with the quandary of what to do. What to say. Even as Porkum pinched her thick, erect brown nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, Sue knew that she couldn't stay like this much longer.

She had to do something. Whatever it took to make him stop. Before it was too late.

Too late for what, she didn't want to think about.

"P-please," the Invisible Woman begged.

"Oh, c'mon now," Porkum grinned. His right hand released her breast and let it trail down to her crotch. "You can do better than that?"