The Queen looses her cool...

The days past, and Sue fell into a sort of captive routine, as she was fed in the mornings, and worked out in the afternoons. The workouts became harder and more intense as her “visits” from Blastaar continued on a daily basis. He would enter her room while she was in the shower. This made entering her that much easier. Her body now accommodated almost 10 inches, which with Reed would be no feat, due to his powers, but the girth was the problem. Like someone was trying to shove an entire arm inside her. The water made their “union” much easier, and less painful for Sue. By now, she just clenched her teeth and looked away from him. She was put off by how much he didn't care for her emotions one bit. Nor did he care for the fact that she didn't move, didn't speak, and didn't appear to enjoy his brutal savage sexual ****. She was just a plaything to him, a hole for his filthy cock even. It made her seethe with rage.

One morning, Yunaar came to see Susan and asked if she would like to take a walk to the market. Susan was quite content with not moving beyond the gym and bedroom until she had every little detail down for her escape. “Why?” Susan stated, twirling around her room, “Isn't it just LOVELY in here?”

Yunaar put her hands warmly on Sue's shoulder. “You should go out and greet your people your High....Ms. Storm!”

“These are not my people Yunie,” Sue used her new pet name for her friend. Yunaar actually treated Sue kindly and with respect. The heroine then realized that she would need to see exits if an escape plan was to be properly conceived. “On second thought,” she nodded, “a change of scenery would be nice for a bit!”

The Baluuran handmaiden informed Sue that going out in public would not be appropriate in the clothes of a common Earthling. She brought Sue to a special portion of the immense closet she had not seen. Sue hadn't actually even gone too far in the closet. The pair walked down several corridors and there were rights and lefts, the sides lined with outfits. To say it was a walk-in closet was an understatement. There were signs like street crossings informing which clothes were where. They came to the “Royal Garb B” section. Sue wondered what the “B” meant, but didn't ask. Her eyes took in the outfits. “What is this?” She turned to Yunaar with fire in her eyes. All the “B” section was filled with mockeries of her various Fantastic Four uniforms throughout the years, yet instead of blue they took on the Negative Zone black hue that Reed had once observed after passing through the Zone. The short skirted version, the original version, the Future Foundation version, and even the naughtier version she once wore when under the influence of Malice. Though the original Malice costume was not present. Each had a red cape on the back. On the breast or chest, where the “4” should be was a “B”. She didn't need to ask about the “B” anymore. “This is outrageous.”

Yunaar stepped back, when she saw something shine in Sue's firey eyes. The Balurran couldn't explain it but there was a moment when her eyes cloud and glowed, even if ever so briefly. “I believe it is fitting. It serves you well my Que....Ms. Storm.”

A few minutes later, and Sue was walking through the corridor of the castle. She had on the newer version of the outfit, with the flowing red cape and ruffled top, signifying royalty. The guards and attendants bowed, and whispered as she passed. Sue noted how many steps it took to get to the doors where they exited. A large speeder was waiting at the end of a long walk-way. Grajeer and Gronkaar stood by the door to the limo-sized speeder. Behind and in front of the main speeder was several cars. Servants, staff, and gaurds piled in the cars. This was some sort of royal motorcade. Sue was escorted to her seat by Yunaar, and never even touched the door. Yunaar joined her as she came around and sat on the other side. It reminded Sue of her time as the Baroness Von Doom, when Reed was stuck in Doom's armor. Dozens had seen to her every need and whim. At first it had annoyed her, and upset her, but even she got used to the opulence over time. This was different. This was not because Reed wanted to change the world. This was because some villain was attempting to claim her.

Sighing, Sue sat back as the speeder went through the streets. It was like a scene out of Blade Runner in this city on Baluur. High rise buildings, darkness, and dirty streets littered the landscape. They came upon a shopping center. Yunaar insisted they stop and try some yudum, which was similar to ice cream on Earth. When the door opened, it was clear that Susan was instantly reognized. “THE INVISIBLE QUEEN!” Someone shouted, and her guards had to push people back. She told them to be gentle, but it appeared the crowds were rowdy. They were not angry, more elated to see her. Such brainwashing thought Susan.

She sat a a bench, in an area blocked off by guards and Baluuran police. The large gray aliens all looked at this human, and took pictures with cell-phone like devices. So strange, thought Sue. At least it was pleasant to know they accepted everyone here, even if the “Queen”was human. She enjoyed the yudum, and watched a human male walk by. It wasn't odd, as there were numerous species around the area, not just Baluurans. This was a major city after all. It was the man's dress and mannerisms that made her worry. He wore something akin to an Ancient Egyptian priest crossed with a man in a modern suit. “He's from Shadow City,” she thought to herself. She remembered the way Lockdown and Rosetta Stone (old enemies turned allies) dressed. Why was he here. The Baluurans were in a sort of Cold War with Shadow City, as well as Annihilus and his empire. You surely didn't see the “bugs” here. The man dropped a small brown package near the yudum shop's entrance and began to move quickly away. Sadly, from the turmoil on Earth, Sue believed the worst instantly. “EVERYONE GET BACK!” She shouted but no one moved, and then...

BOOOOMMMM!!!

The blast was quick, Sue saw fire out the corners of her eyes. Her hearing was gone, there were people down, but only from the concussive blast. As a heroine, she took note quickly of the people and their injuries. The Baluurans were a muscular and strong race. These aliens were merely dusting themselves off. As her hearing returned she heard the screech of the only injured party. On the ground, ten feet away, was a bleeding Yunaar. Sue rushed to assist the woman, and began to rip pieces of her cape off and tend to the bleeding injuries. Sue was pulled from Yunaar, and she watched her placed in another car. The royal motorcade returned to the palace. Grajeer and Gronkaar roughly pushed Sue through the halls and back to her room.

Sue paced back and forth. “I KNOW YOU'RE WATCHING!” She shouted. “IF I FIND OUT YOU DID THIS!” She raised her fists. Her first thought, naturally was that Blastaar had done this, and had staged it all. Hours passed. Food and drink was brought in. No Yunaar. More hours passed. The tension in her was building to a boiling point. The “visits” of Blastaar, her captivity, and even the videos of her team above her were all getting to her. This last thing, the attack and subsequent injury of her friend was more than she could take. She sat on the bed and rocked back and forth.

A guard watched her in her room. He was supposed to shut off the feed when Blastaar “visited” or when she got nude. He did. Most of the time. Something was happening in the room. He saw the cameras rumble, and then something on a table fell. The Invisible Woman let out a shriek that curdled his blood. Her body levitated, and her arms stretched out. Then he saw it. Her eyes, they went cloudy and began to crackle with a white energy. From her body burst forth a pure white energy that began to burn all it touched, including the bed, and the TVs, the tables, everything was burned as if the growing field around her was acid. Soon there was nothing but the woman in the room. She fell to the floor in a heap. He buzzed the comm to his lord. “Sir, something is happening!”

Later...

The Invisible Woman opened her eyes, and as they adjusted to the low light, she realized she wasn't in her “room”. The softness below her told her she was probably on a bed. The room she was in was different than her own, more alien. Strange lights, and candles illuminated the space. There were busts of Baluurans along the walls. The last one was of Blastaar.

“You're awake,” the familiar voice of Blastaar rang in her ears from behind her. He was lying in the bed next to her. “You had quite a day Susan,” he leered at her.

A quick look down alerted the heroine that she was naked. Even despite all that had happened, she covered herself with the white linen sheets of the bed. “Why am I here?”

Blastaar laughed, “I told you, I require a Queen fit enough for my....”

She cut him off, “I meant in your bed!” She reached to her neck. The collar was thicker, and buzzed with energy at a louder decibel level. Had they changed it? In reality, they had, as Susan's outburst of energy caused it to burn and disintegrate, but she had no idea.

The large gray alien king sat up on the bed, “It is not fitting of my main consort to sleep alone in such quarters.” He stood up, fully nude and his cock fell limp under his waist. Sue again took in its size and girth and looked away quickly. The enemy of the Fantastic Four stood up and began to pour himself a drink. “Care for some Baluuran wine?”

Sue shook her head, “I'm fine.” She rolled over and pulled the covers over herself. She felt the bed sink as he sat back down. The sounds of his slurping echoed in the room. She waited for his “advances”, but they never came. Instead, she heard his breathing grow deeper, and she turned to see him passed out. More than anything, she wanted to escape. She jumped up and walked to the large wooden doors, that looked straight out of Jurassic Park. Opening them revealed her “bodyguards” waiting with pikes and blasters. With a deep sigh, she thought long and hard about what to do next. She was exhausted. Mentally, physically and emotionally. Sleep was necessary. The only place was the floor. A chair. Or the bed. Dejectedly, she crawled back into the bed, and rested her head. It was a huge bed, and allowed for plenty of room between her and the other occupant.

The bed shifted and Sue awoke early in the morning. Blastaar was waking up, and rolled off the bed. Sue rolled herself in the opposite direction and continued to act as if she was asleep. The day went on, and Sue didn't move from her spot. She was angry, sad, broken, and bruised. She said nothing for days, and once again refused to eat.

Finally one afternoon, Blastaar came into the room. “Get up,” he told her. She didn't move and he lifted her up over his head. She beat at his back as he carried her off. He carried her down the halls and Sue saw her “bodyguards” laughing. She was brought to a medic area, where she was placed down next to a bed. On the bed was Yunaar. Blastaar left the room without a glance back.

“You're ok,” Sue said with wide eyes, reaching to rub the mane of her friend.

“Yes My Queen...” Yunaar stopped, “I'm sorry I know that you don't...”

Sue shook her head, “It's fine, I'm just glad you are ok!”

That night....

Blastaar sat at the head of his dinner table. He had many guests from his army, and his cabinet. All were worthless cronies. Next to him was an empty seat meant for his consort. A seat that had not been filled since her arrival.

The King's most senior general, Tanjaar watched the procession before him. He was livid. His homeworld was in peril from Annihilus, and Shadow City. There was his King, concerned more about fucking one of their greatest enemies than anything else.

A trumpet sounded, and royal guards walked in. “Please rise for Susan Storm-Richards consort of Blastaar!”

The whole party, including Tanjaar, and Blastaar himself were shocked to see Susan Richards walk in the hall. Her head was high. She wore the black skirt version of her uniform with the “B” on the chest. The long red and black cape with the frilly neckline flowed behind her. She had on flat boots which made loud noises in the quite hall as she walked towards the table. She nodded to the guests, and took her seat next to Blastaar. She didn't even acknowledge his presence or really anyone’s. A servant came up to her and began to pour water into her goblet. Sue held up her hand. “Wine please!”

The night progressed. The Baluurans debated and talked, as the human woman sat and drank glass after glass of Baluuran wine. She said not one word. Soon her hiccups could be heard.

The crusty old general finally spoke up. “What is this my King. Why is she here! The INVISIBLE WOMAN of all people! She is an enemy like the BUG or the people of Shadow City.”

The King of Baluur sipped his own goblet of wine. “She is my concubine and top consort.” He rubbed her back. “One day she will take her place as your Queen.”

Sue laughed, “Top consort? More than one stud?” She rolled her eyes and began to laugh loudly.

Tanjaar pounded his fist. “The whore is openly defiant. We have more problems to worry about than whether this harlot accepts your cock!”

The Invisible Woman began to chortle loudly and obnoxiously. Blastaar now crushed his goblet. “WHAT DO YOU FIND SO FUNNY?”

She pointed at the general. “He disrespects you in your home. Calls me a whore. Your supposed consort and future Queen. The mighty KING of Baluur apparently accepts mockery.” She shook her head and continued to laugh.

“QUIET!” Blastaar shouted at her lifting his arms.

The Invisible Woman's eyes went narrow. “Well, are you going to kill him or should I?”

Her words made the party gasp, to hear the Invisible Woman speak in such a way. Blastaar merely smiled down to her. “Leave us,” he waved his hands at the entire entourage. As they bowed and nodded, Tanjaar shot Sue a glance and left. She picked up her wine and drank with a wry smile.

“So you wish me to kill,” he muttered to her, “to kill my most trusted general?”

The blonde human chugged her wine. “He cannot be trusted.” She said as she finished the glass.

“And could you kill?” Blastaar asked the petite heroine. He clapped his hands, and Susan watched the guards bring someone in. He had hood on his head, but before they even pulled it off, Sue knew from the clothes, Ancient Egyptian by way of Armani. When his hood was lifted the face confirmed. It was the terrorist who hurt Yunaar in the shop.

She shot up out of her seat. “THE BASTARD!” Sue stood up, and the servants, and Blastaar watched her eyes glaze over in a cloudy haze, and a white electricity crackled around them. She held out her hand.

“FOR THE SONS OF SHADOW CITY!” The man spat at her. “WHORE!” He felt something grip his neck as the woman held out her hand. His neck began to burn and he screamed in pain.

As she watched the man's neck begin to blister, Susan stopped. Her powers were never like that before. They didn't burn people. It scared her. Yet, this man was a terrorist and had tried to kill her, and in turn hurt an innocent. Her friend. She turned to Blastaar. “Not ****. It is too good for this worm. Interrogate him. Find out what he knows! Then...” She grabbed the wine glass trying to lick the last drop, finally feeling the effects. “Then....”

Blastaar's grin widened. “Maybe the mines for him. To work off some of his sentence?”

Sue nodded, “Sentence. This scum will see no court. But the mines are fitting!” She waved to the guards. “Take him away.” Susan was elated that justice would come to this terrorist. She would have to tell Yunaar, she said as she slowly walked with Blastaar back to her new bedroom. She inquried about who the “Sons of Shadow City” were, and the King explained a terrorist organization that hit many cities in Baluur, to incite fear.

When they reached the bedroom Sue was shaking her head. “They must be stopped. This cannot happen. Innocents could have been killed.”

The mighty Blastaar closed the door behind him. He watched Sue crawl on her hands and knees drunkenly onto the bed. His eyes went wide when she lifted her skirt, exposing her black panty covered ass. She slipped the panties down and left her ass and pussy hanging in front of Blastaar's view. “For tonight!” Susan stated not looking back.

The King pulled his blue pants down to his ankles and eagerly moved up to her backside. His cock had grown to its amazing length and he positioned it between her pussy lips. With a thrust he attempted to push the head inside. She was dry still.

Sue sighed, “Jeez Blastaar, I'm not exactly looking forward to this shit between us, if you didn't notice.” She licked her palm and fingers and reached back. She began to rub her pussy just mere inches from Blastaar. “The least you could do is help a girl get worked up.” She shook her head. “Maybe a date.” She laughed at her own joke, rolling her eyes in annoyance. “Try now!” She put her hands down and gripped the sheets waiting.

The gray skinned muscled hulk of an alien wasted no time. He pushed his tip in and several inches. The girth and size and new wetness again caused Susan to fully feel his “might”. She let out a soft “uhhhhh” at his intrusion into her sex. She was drunk she told herself. Can't have that, she thought. She hoped he hadn't heard that moan. She was sure he heard the first. To avoid such things she grabbed a pillow and bit down. Blastaar was pounding her right from the start. 6 inches, then 8, then 11, then 15 found its way inside the Invisible Woman. More than he had ever given, and more than she had ever taken. Reed stretched his dick, but he always worried about hurting her. Blastaar held no qualms or worries. He attacked her pussy like he was attacking a world. Something began to build deep down inside Sue's **** tainted body. No...no...no! Luckily, she felt the “bombburst” of cum as Blastaar roared loudly. The wave of spunk sent her flying forward and over the side of the bed.

She climbed her way back up. “Damn...you must KILL women Blastaar!” She huffed catching her breath.

Blastaar laid back outside the puddle of his own torrent. “Normal women!”

Susan refused to sleep in cum. She ordered the guards to get the servants and replace the sheets. Sue and Blastaar sat and watched in robes as the sheets were replaced. Blastaar was annoyed. “I'm not sleeping in your "bomburst",” Sue told him as she crawled back into bed. He plopped down right next to her, but she moved away. She was about to comment about Tanjaar, when she heard loud snoring. “Males.” She thought. Same here as everywhere.