Sue remains Blastaar's prisoner

Sue remained a prisoner in Blastaar's castle, confined to the lonely but lavish bedchamber. Blastaar kept her nearly naked, never giving her anything more to wear than the whorish, tiny two-piece she was dressed in when she was first whisked from the battlefield. The Negative Zone was a cold place, and Baluur was no exception; the cool air in her room kept her pierced nipples eternally stiff.

Despite her captivity, though, her stay was not an uncomfortable one. Blastaar hadn't returned since their initial lustful encounter, an absence that Sue was most grateful for. In his stead, Sue's every need was perversely attended to by Blastaar's **** girls. They constantly plied her with exotic fruits and strange, decadent dishes; at first, she resisted, refusing to indulge, but she soon realized that she needed her strength if she were to ever escape. That damn alien knew exactly how to keep her primed and ready for his sick games.

The harem girls, skilled in the art of pleasure, took charge of her bathing rituals. Sue had initially tried to push them away, but their soothing touch helped calm her frayed nerves, and soon, Sue found herself eagerly anticipating their visits.

The girls' skilled caresses became a source of solace, a brief respite from the confines of her bleak situation. Their delicate hands and their warm, scented oils eased the tension from her muscles and calmed the storm within her mind. They explored her body with tender precision, their fingers lingering on her most intimate places. She found herself surrendering to their touch more and more with each bathing ritual.

Often, they would lean close, their breath hot against her ear, planting seductive seeds in Sue's mind. "Let us wash away your worries, beautiful one," they cooed, their voices a mesmerizing melody. "Let Lord Blastaar unlock the pleasures hidden deep within you. Give in, and he will make your wildest dreams come true."

It was during one of these sultry rites that Sue one day heard a raucous commotion outside her door. The **** girls, practiced in their duties, paid it no mind, continuing to massage the scented oils into her skin. But Sue, her curiosity piqued, rose from her recumbent position in the room's enormous sunken tub. She was completely naked, her soft, creamy skin glistening with bath oils.

"What's going on out there?" she asked.

"Lord Blastaar and his army have returned, victorious from battle," answered one of the girls. So that's where the savage had been.

"No doubt," the girl continued, "he will want to celebrate his triumph." Her fingers trailing down Sue's spine, making the Invisible Woman shiver.

Sue's pulse quickened, her heart pounding in her chest. Her nipples hardened into taut peaks, her glinting gold piercings catching the light. She felt a sudden, traitorous heat pooling between her thighs as her pussy clenched involuntarily, a wetness spreading between her soft lips.

The **** girls exchanged knowing glances, and with a subtle nod, they began to prepare Sue for what was to come. Each taking a jug of oil in hand, they poured the fragrant liquid over Sue's back, bust, and shoulders, leaving her a gleaming, naked vision as the oils ran down her ravishing curves. Their hands worked their magic on Sue's titties and ass and traced the curves of her stomach and hips.

"Surrender to your desires, my lady," one girl whispered into Sue's ear, just as another knelt between her legs and spread open Sue's folds, exposing her clit to the cool air. The girl leaned in, licking a long, slow stripe up Sue's slit, making Sue's knees weak.

As if on cue, the door to her chamber burst open, and in strode Blastaar, sweaty and caked with battlefield grime. His eyes locked onto Sue, standing there dripping wet and oil-slicked, her body flushed and heaving. He smiled a greedy smile, his cock already straining against his leather shorts. His eyes, dark and hungry, locked onto Sue, taking in her naked form.

"Leave us," he snarled, sending the **** girls scurrying out of the room. Sue stood frozen, her heart pounding wildly, as the door slammed shut behind them, leaving her alone with the towering warlord.

Blastaar approached her, his eyes never leaving her body. He grabbed her roughly by the waist, pulling her against him. She could feel his massive erection pressing into her stomach, and she gasped. He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, his tongue forcing its way inside, exploring every inch. She tried to push him away, but he was immovable, his powerful arms holding her in place.

His hands roamed her body, squeezing her ass, kneading her tits, pinching her nipples until she cried out. The pain quickly gave way to waves of pleasure, heightened by the piercings that dangled temptingly from the stiffened buds. Sue could feel her pussy getting wetter, her clit throbbing with need. She hated herself for responding to him, but her body betrayed her, aching for more.

Blastaar broke their kiss, his eyes dark with lust. "Time to claim what's mine," he growled.

"NO!" she protested, but it didn't matter. He picked her up with ease, his hands under her ass, and carried her to the bed. He tossed her onto the center of the mattress, and she bounced, her tits jiggling, her hair fanning out around her. She glared at him, but he just smirked, knowing she was powerless to stop him.

He stripped off his garb, revealing his muscular, fur-covered body. His cock sprang free, hairless, massive and thick, the head purple and leaking pre-cum. Sue's eyes widened at the sight, her pussy pulsing in anticipation.

Blastaar climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over hers. Sue scooted back, trying to escape, but he grabbed her ankles, holding her in place.

With a rough tug, he dragged her down the bed, her ass reaching the edge, her legs dangling over the side. He dragged her down the bed, her ass reaching the edge, her legs dangling over the side. He spread her thighs wide, his hands rough and demanding. She could feel the cool air on her exposed pussy, her labia glittering with her juices.

"Look at you, all wet and ready for me," he rumbled, his voice a dangerous purr. "Your sweet little pussy is dripping for me, isn't it, Susan Richards?" He ran a thick finger through her sex, bathing it in her juices, and brought it to his mouth, sucking it clean. "Delicious. I could eat this cunt all day."

Sue's cheeks grew red with embarrassment and anger, but her body betrayed her as her hips arched, craving more of his touch. Blastaar laughed and hooked his hands under her knees, pushing her legs back and spreading her wide open.

"You can't hide your desire, my pet," he taunted, leaning down to her splayed pussy. His breath was hot on her slick folds, and she could feel his tongue, rough and wet, lapping at her entrance, tasting her nectar. "Your sweet slit is begging for my attention."

"Ngggghh," she quivered, fists balled against the sheets as pleasure and shame coursed through her. Blastaar's growl vibrated against her sensitive flesh, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He feasted on her pussy, his tongue relentless, fucking her hole, circling her clit, and delving into every crevice.

He nipped at her engorged clit, making her yelp, then soothed the sting with long, languid licks. He sucked her clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking back and forth, sending electric shocks through Sue's body. It brought Sue to the edge of climax, her hips bucking, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets. She couldn't believe how close she was, how quickly he'd brought her to this point. She cursed herself for her weakness, for the way her body responded to Blastaar's touch. But she couldn't deny the pleasure, the intensity of the sensations coursing through her.

"Y-you fucking monster!" she cried out, her voice ragged, her breath coming in short huffs. "FUCK! D-don't stop! Please, don't stop!"

Blastaar chuckled. He pulled back, his tongue leaving her clit, and she mewled in protest. He grinned at her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Not yet, my pet," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I want to watch you squirm. I want to hear you beg."

He stood up, his immense form looming over her, and began to stroke his cock. It was enormous, thick and veined, the head swollen and leaking pre-cum. Sue's mouth watered at the sight, her pussy clenching in anticipation. She knew what was coming, and while her mind screamed at her to resist, her body yearned to be claimed. Blastaar's gaze locked onto hers, a visceral hunger burning in his eyes.

He grabbed her thighs, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. He placed his palm flat on her quivering belly, his thumb hovering just above her glistening slit. With deliberate slowness, he parted her pussy lips with his thumb, exposing her delicate folds and the tiny pearl of her clitoris. He traced a path along her sensitive flesh, his thumb gliding over her engorged clit, making her shiver and moan with unwanted pleasure.

It wasn't long before the tip of his mammoth dick found her opening, and he teased her, rubbing the thick cockhead against her slick folds, coating it with her juices. Sue panted, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more contact. Blastaar smirked, loving her reaction.

"Beg," he demanded.

Sue whimpered, her elegantly manicured nails digging into her palms, her body trembling with need. "Please," she heard herself plead, her voice barely above a whisper. "Please, fuck me."

Blastaar's smirk widened, and it only grew broader as the big, bulbous head of his gigantic shaft pushed the tender folds of Sue's cunt back. Suddenly, Sue knew he was inside her. Sue held her breath, her eyes widening as she felt the swollen head spread her lips wide.

She was impossibly tight, just as he had imagined. Already, he was stretching her snug, defiant little hole beyond its limits. Sue squirmed and groaned, arching her back and gripping the sheets in desperation as he slowly inched further.

He was colossal, and she could feel every vein, every ridge as he slid deeper into her. Her cunt was aflame with agony and ecstasy; she had never felt anything this big between her legs before, stretching her vaginal walls until she thought her thighs would split apart. And yet the sensation of his huge gray monster filling up her twitching tunnel sent waves of pure euphoria up and down her spine, and she couldn't help but cry out, her back arching off the bed, oiled-up tits jutting out temptingly.

"Fuck, you're so tight," Blastaar growled, his eyes locked onto hers. "Your little cunt is strangling my cock."

He grunted, pushing his monumental member to sink deeper into Sue's pussy. He was barely even halfway in and already, Sue felt herself full to the brim. Sue bit her lip, trying to hold back her moans, but it was no use. Blastaar's cock was a weapon — a relentless battering ram, designed to invade, conquer, and claim.

He began to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back into her. His hips snapped forward, pushing himself just a little deeper inside her quivering quim. He began to move, pulling out slowly before slamming back into her. His hips snapped forward, pushing himself just a little deeper inside her quivering quim. Soon, he was pistoning in and out of her, stretching her tight cunt beyond its limits.

“S-slower,” she begged, “p-please…”

But he didn’t listen. He set a brutal pace, his massive body slamming into hers, the sound of flesh smacking against flesh filling the room. Sue's tits jiggled wildly with each thrust, her piercings clinking together. Her pain quickly gave way as her cunny stretched to fit his invading girth, and soon, she was lost in lusty bliss, his meaty cock setting every nerve in her pussy absolutely alight. Sue's mind was a blur of pleasure and submission as she surrendered to the raw, animalistic fucking.

"Oh god," she cried out, her hands clutching desperately at his forearms. "Ngh! J-just like that…f-fuck me! Fuck me, Blastaar!"

Her words spurred him on, and he growled, his fingers digging into her supple thighs. Blastaar's tempo quickened, his hips slamming into hers with relentless ****, their bodies colliding in a frenzy of lust. Sue could feel every savage fucking inch of him as he pounded into.

Her sloppy, swollen pussy was slick with her juices, her clit aching for release. Blastaar kept up his ferocious rhythm and Sue could feel her body losing control. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing, her ass clenching and unclenching with each thrust. Her moans grew louder, her filthy squeals losing all semblance of sensibility as Blastaar drove into her hard, raw, and deep. His red eyes locked onto hers as he smashed his massive organ into her hot, wet cunt, and Sue could feel her entire world narrowing, focusing entirely on the sensation of his thick cock filling her, possessing her.

Sue's resistance was broken, moaning and powerlessly quaking beneath Blastaar's relentless rampage. Her vaginal walls swallowed him whole until she could feel him hitting the back of her cervix, her eyes rolling back in unabashed pleasure, She'd never in her life been fucked like this, certainly not by Reed. Sue could feel the pressure building deep within her, her orgasm threatening to shatter her.

"Oh, god!" she screamed. "I'm going to cum!"

Blastaar's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with feral, unrestrained lust. "Cum for me, pet," he growled. "Cum all over my cock."

Her body obeyed, shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her vision went white, her mind a total haze. Blastaar didn't stop, his cock continuing to hammer into her as she came, his own release imminent. He roared, rearing like a stallion as he emptied himself inside of her, his hot cum filling her to the brim.

As the aftershocks of her orgasm subsided, Sue's mind started to clear, and the weight of what had just happened crashed down on her. She lay there, panting and sweaty, her body still shaking from the **** of her climax.

Blastaar pulled out of her, his cock leaving a trail of cum behind. It dripped out of her pussy, mixing with her own juices and running down her thighs. She looked at Blastaar, his hairy, muscular body still glistening with sweat.

He stood tall, a smug, satisfied smirk on his face. She, on the other hand, felt disgusted. Confused. Violated. But a part of her was strangely turned on by the encounter. She could feel herself growing wet once more, and when she looked up, she found Blastaar's gaze fixed on her, and she knew that he saw it too.