Use her powers

The giant mutant ape was growing more and more aroused as it shambled toward the enticing female it had scented, only to stop, baffled, as is encountered a wall that had never been their before. He pushed at it, pounded at it, but the wall was unyielding, and it began pushing it back. He dug in his heels, hooting in alarm, and hearing this his worshipers rushed forward only to encounter the same impervious wall. Baffled by this sorcery that could thwart the will of their god, they fled in fear, and not long after the ape, too, retreated into the darkness in confusion.

Sue let out a long sigh, then tensed again as she heard the sound of clapping. She glanced back to see the shadowy form of Kraven walking toward her. “I confess to some slight disappointment you fell not to my snares, but another's, Mrs. Richards,” Kraven said as he approached the tightly bound, naked and now visible Sue. “But whatever the reason, the chase is done. From the skill you showed, you might have eluded me much longer, perhaps even to the sunset. But you did not." His rough hands stroked her soft skin with surprising gentleness, running up and down her curves. "I wonder, should I claim my prize now?"

Sue glared at him. "You can do whatever you want," she spat.

“Indeed, I could,” Kraven said as he lightly ran the back of his hand down Sue’s side. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as he gently stroked her naked flesh, running the tips of his fingers over her breasts, between her thighs. “But I will not. Yet.” He took out his knife and cut the blonde loose, save for one stand of the spider-silk rope that he quickly looped around her neck. Tugging it like a leash, he led Sue out of the cavern.

Sue followed Kraven through the jungle, berating herself for her reckless promise. What had she been thinking? She loved Reed, she couldn’t betray him. Especially not with this man, a killer, a brute who hunted humans for pleasure. To give her body to him, to place herself totally under his power…but what choice did she have? She might never find her way out of the Savage Land without his help.

After carefully stepping over the tripwires Kraven had set up to guard himself from the predators – animal, human, and other – that roamed the strange jungle they came to his camp, a simple tent in a clearing. As Sue looked about, fidgeting uncomfortably, the hunter put a haunch of meat over the fire, entered the tent, and reemerged carrying his promised radio. As Sue watched, he removed the battery and placed in in a case with an electronic lock.

“You shall have the combination when you have redeemed your word, Mrs. Richard,” he said. He sat on a camp chair and leaned back, watching her expectantly.

Sue’s mind raced…”can’t betray Reed, must get back to Reed…” In the end, she could see no escape. If she wanted to see Reed again, she would have to give herself to Kraven. “Might as well get it over with,” she thought. Glaring at the hunter, she stepped forward, fell to her knees, and unfastened his belt. She pulled his tight pants down, and his cock sprang out, it’s growing stiffness belying the cool expressed with which he looked down at her.

She closed her eyes and dropped her red lips around the stiffening member, bringing as much as she could into her mouth, withdrawing, and taking it in again. “I have to do this, I have ****,” she repeated to herself, over and over, as she worked Kraven’s cock between her lips and tried to think of nothing else.

Kraven’s hips began to move, pulling her out of her reverie. She tried to pull away, but his hands were on her head, griping her hair, holding her head to his crotch as he growled and came, pouring his hot seed down her defenseless throat. He finally released her, and she fell back, coughing and sputtering.

“A most impressive display, Mrs. Richards,” Kraven said. “But I fear our dinner will be burned if I allow you to go on much longer. Will you join me at table?”

Table, in this case, proved to be made of crudely hacked planks, set with haunch of roasted dinosaur and potent red wine poured generously into coconut-shell cups. Kraven ate vigorously while Sue, once she had washed the taste of the hunter from her mouth with a long swig of the wine, picked at the food, torn between hunger and a desire not to accept the hunter’s hospitality.

Karven set down the bone he had been tearing meat from. “If you hunger, you should eat,” he said. “This is the Savage Land. There is no need for restraint, here. You flee, you fight, you feast, and then…,” he said, looking her up and down.

“Some of us do not throw off civilization so easily, Mr. Kravinoff,” Sue replied.

The hunter stood and walked over to her. “But this land changes those who pass through it, in ways gross and subtle,” he said, removing his belt as he looked down at her. “I think it has wrought some changes in you. Do I lie?”