Sandorr's Hunters: Issue 1: Downtime...Part 1 of 3

From his hideaway on the floating asteroid, Hughes Ait-Kaci, the hero known as Tiger, former member of Euroforce, watched a large ship stop in orbit of the asteroid. "Theh found me," he grumbled, munching on a fruit from a planet he did not know. He wasnt supposed to be here. How he got into the Negative Zone was still confusing. But someone, somewhere in this godforsaken place was hunting him. He watched the dropship exit the larger craft. "Not these lunk-heads," the hulking mass of powered being laughed. He came out onto the precipice with a blaster rifle of his cave hideout and chuckled as three beings flung forward from the front of the craft. He fired a shot dispersing the advancing aliens. "Bounty hunters!" He said to himslef. "When will they learn."

The snake-like creature seemingly leading the group smiled. "You have never known huntersss like Ssssandorr'ssss Hunterssss." The being held a power rod which emitted a powerful orange beam down to Tiger.

The hero from Earth chuckled. His long browm hair in braids barely moved from the blasts. "You know my skin is impenetrable right?" He shook his head taking aim at the descending Rigellian now. But was shocked when the being disappeared.

"Take his flank Cordon," the snake alien leader, with the head of a Cobra bellowed from above. Or maybe, more half a Cobra's head.

From next to Tiger the Rigellian appeared firing plasma shots from wrist cannons. Again to no effect. Laughing, Tiger turned to face the Rigellian, but was hit with a massive right hand from the final member of this bounty hunter squad. A large Badoon. Tiger was much more prepared, a former SHIELD agent and member of Euroforce, the gray skinned Hughes did his homework. This Badoon who was slugging him was Mud-ah the muscle of Sandorr's Hunters. Or at least he thought. Tiger blocked a punch and threw his own, sending the much smaller badoon thug reeling.

"Where's the girl?" Tiger giggled. "She was your best operative, if you hadn't left that Chameleoid to rot in jail on Earth." Sandorr had attemtped to take the Inhuman Royal family and failed. For the first time, the vicious, notoriosuly dangerous and violent Sandorr retreated, leaving behind a member of his crew. Whose interrogation report had been read by Tiger. The fifth member. Of Sandorr's team. A Kree girl named Linga.

"Our female member is here!" Sandorr now laughed.

Suddenly the massive hero Tiger felt his feet and hands somehow bound. "What the....Linga..." he called out looking for the female member of Sandorr's Hunters. This wasn't her power set. Linga was a cyborg with an eye that shot lasers.

Sandorr raised a new weapon. "Sorry, Linga met with a tragic end on Argos," he sneered.

"I got him Sandorr," a disembodied voice spoke from the side of Tiger. He looked around and gasped when a woman appeared from no where. A beautiful blonde woman, in a tight blue outfit that hugged her ample curves. A small slit of skirt covered her privates but her legs and ass were rather exposed. She held out her arm.

"I think you probably know Susan Storm!" Sandorr called from above.

It was a momentary hesitation by Tiger, brought on by Susan's appearance, her beauty, and the realization that he knew the woman. "Susan..." But before the strong hero could muster another word. He felt a cold chill take over him. An unbearable freeze took over his body. Then a blackness.

"Excellent!" Sandorr stated finally reaching the perch with his team. On each side of Tiger, who was frozen and facing Sandorr, a member of Sandorr's hunters stood. Sue to his right, Cordon to his left, and Mud-Ah behind him. "Good job team." He stared and smiled. They called Tiger "uncatchable". Sandorr always got his quarry.

Susan seemed uneasy. "We need to move Sandorr," she pleaded. "We barely out nega-jumped Raze," Sue stated referring to the Skrull bounty hunter who couldn't shapeshift. "And we don't want to run into Minion again like on Mantracora!" She now referred to '****'s Head II', who the S-hunters recently got into a shoot with over a job.

The four bounty hunters lept into the air, and with no atmosphere on this rock floated up towards the drip ship. There was no atmosphere in much of the Zone. And unlike space back in the positive realm, there was nothing dangerous about floating in the open Zone.

Susan watched out the front window as Sandorr took the controls. She was searching for evidence of ship afterburn. Luckily, there was none.

Sandorr's Hunters reached their main starship, The Huntsmann, rather quickly. Once the dropship landed, it was time to finish the process. Susan used her powers to move the frozen, but thawing Earth hero Tiger towards a large hole in the ground. Sandorr's freeze gun wouldn't last forever.

"Get him on ice," Sandorr commanded and walked up the metal plank towards the hallways of the ship. "Sussssan, I will ssssee you sssssoon in my chambersss," his hissing grew with his excitment.

Susan moved the body to a metal slab. And from there, Cordon, the short alein tool over. Sue walked to a console and began to fire up the machine. It whirled with a hiss. She let it power up and retrieved several Baluuran ales from a fridge. Using her powers she popped the corks, and sent a bottle flying to Mud-ah and one to Cordon.

They began to power up the machine as they drank strong liquor. The Badoon, curious, finally asked. "What do you and Sandorr do in his room after every hunt." The sort of dimwitted Badoon alien asked.

Susan rolled her eyes and giggled. She adored her Badoon teammate, he was like a big kid. She blushed not knowing how to respond. Cordon, who was pushing the hover cart with Tiger's frozen body answered for her.

"When you're older I'll tell you Muddy," the short alien chuckled.

It took some time to calibrate the frozen carbonizing machine. Sue and her team were able to throw back three beers and a shot of Baluuran Bourbon. She had a nice buzz. They chatted about recent jobs, and what each would do with the money. When it came time for Susan to amswer she merely said, "a break." They'd been going so hard lately.

They dropped Tiger's body into the machine, and in a few minutes with an automated crane they lifted a slab of ice out. Not exactly like Star Wars, Susan thought, but close. Using her powers she moved the block to a metal door which Cordon keyed in a code until it opened with a cold mist escaping. Inside were numerous blocks. All targets that needed delivery to clients. With Tiger in his spot, they closed the metal door.

Mud-Ah slapped his hands. "Big man is on ice. More drinks guys?"

Sue blushed, "I'll pass...if I don't get to Sandorr for our little tradition," Sue used mocking quotes, "he'll airlock me." She walked up the metal steps feeling her teammates on her exposed ass. A small string cut around her back and covered her sex. Her boots clicked as she walked. From behind her a bottle floated and landed in her hand. Maybe one more, she thought. Her white heels clicked as she walked. It was an abomination of her most risque peekaboo outfit. Which was saying a lot.

Sandorr had found her on Amra's ship. Initially the blue skinned alien Madame wasn't ready to sell Susan, but an eager Sandorr recognized her. In fact, he offered an entire Vonsalvant gem, which would power Amra's ship for two years. The Madame couldn't pass that up. She apologized to Sue. But Susan understood.

"At least it wasn't Blastaar or Annihilus," Susan had joked. Oh boy did she often regret that statement.

The Draconian alien with the cobra like half hood, was insatiable. Susan had long since understood since her enslavement she'd be reduced to sexual favors. But Amra's ship was mostly relegated to blowjobs. No such luck with the alien Sandorr. He took Susan the first moment he could. And quite often ever since. She was still a ****, she told herself. She had to survive, she reasoned.

But that rational couldn't explain the wetness between her legs. The wetness that began to drip down her thighs as she approached Sandorr's room. It was tradition to fuck after a hunt. And she hated Sandorr for having her experience the same sense of excitement for the "hunt" and the activities after. Bounty hunting made Sandorr horny, and now Sue shared that fetish. Too many "celebrations" following a successful grab had Sue like a trained dog.

When Susan entered the room, Sandorr was already laid out on the maroon soft couch, wearing a robe and drinking a glass of Baluuran whiskey. Sandorr and his Hunters only fucked with the strongest drinks, hence a ship filled with Baluuran ale and whiskey.

"I enjoy the new digsss," Sandorr taunted. Ogling Susan’s form. He didn't really hide, nor could he, the large bulge protruding from his robe.

Susan's eyes roamed over his tan scaley form to gaze upon his groin, noting his excitement. "Do you like the backside," Sue asked and turned. She bent down at the waist, letting him see her ass, as she did she grabbed the fabric of her thong and slid it down her legs. Now her pussy was exposed and she felt the cool circulated air of the ship on her swollen wet mounds. She could hear the beastial aliens groans and hissing. She pulled off her thong over her boot clad feet, but remained bent over, facing away from the reptilian alien. She knew what he wanted.

Though Susan couldn't see, she could visualize his nostril slits moving in his barely there snout. Her scent drove the alien mad, and Sue didn't realize she waved her ass, her primal mind giving an age old display. Urging the male to come closer.

'What would they think of you', Susan thought. 'You’re husband, you're brother, the Fantastic Four,' she taunted herself in her mind. 'Or even the Avengers, what would they say if they saw Sue Storm displaying herself for this villain.' They would all cast her off. What would the girl scouts of America, who gave her an award for mentorship, say if they saw her lewd display for an alien pirate. 'They'd call you a slut...a useless whore!' She laughed in her head. She felt the heat of his breath finally on her sex.

'And you'd say its your enslavement. You had to survive...as always.' She justified to herself. 'Then why the FUCK is your pussy dripping on the floor,' she answered her own question.

Only Emma Frost of the Xmen would be happy to see this. That witch would laugh at Susan, seeing herself proven right. That Sue Storm was just a cock hungry whore.

'Am I?' Sue asked herself. She felt the now familiar flick of a forked lizard tongue on her pussy walls. "Hhuuuuuuh," she moaned loudly feeling the long thick tongue slip inside her pussy. 'I am," she answered her own question again and pushed her ass onto Sandorr's waiting face. "Oh fuck...oh fuck," she whined like a whore. The tongue shoved up inside her undulating around and around. She was already so close.

Sandorr then surprised her with a sharp talon-like nail shoved up her asshole. She felt his digit enter her ass while his tongue rolled around inside her pussy.

Like Louie Armstrong working a trumpet, Sandorr the Draconian was working Sue's body like a sexual instrument. He had experience. She did not. Despite sucking a lot of cock on the slaveship, Sandorr was only her third lover. He was exposing her to sexual experiences she'd never imagined.

When his other sharp nailed hand found her clit, she melted like butter. "Ohhhh Ssssandorr," she let out hiss, mimicking Sandorr's own sound. She couldn't help it. Maybe she was around him too much. She came hard and fast, her cheeks blushed and her toes curled in the white boots.

Sandorr was literally sucking on her walls, eager to get the rich human honey flowing from her quim. It was quite a sweet delicacy in the Zone. An earthgirls sex juices. Some paid for it. Like an aphrodisiac.

Susan looked in one of the many mirrors to see Sandorr's open mouth below her now flowing puss. He arched her hips and like a tilted chalice her cum flowed into his awaiting mouth. Finally sated, licking his glistening lips he stood up. He pointed to the table and Sue knew immediately to hop up and get ready.

Sandorr licked the sweet juice from his lips and walked to pour more whiskey. Like a good ****, the bottle and glasses lifted on their own. Sandorr gave Sue her powers. He needed them for bounty hunting. But he warned her if she fought him, he'd ignite the charge in the **** collar. Well, that's what he used to warn. Her powers on display, she poured him a drink, which he grabbed and sipped. The other glass was filled and flew past his head.

He turned to see Susan, exactly as she should be: spread eagle on the table, her dress slit pushed to the side, fingering her own pussy.

'What would they think Sue?' She again taunted herself in her head. 'The board of your charitable foundations...walking in with you legs spread open fingering yourself.' She found herself smiling then, 'what would Time magazine think of their 'heroine of the year' finger fucking her pussy for this pirate.' She was now moving her clit faster.

Her mind was still judging her. 'You used to say a prayer of forgiveness to Reed,' her mind reminded her of when she'd apologize privately to Reed for all this. 'Now you can't take your eyes of Sandorr's fucking cock.' And she couldn't...she followed his bulge. "You're nothing but a whore." She whispered as she fingered her clit wildly, even dipping and invisible dildo in her pussy. "I'm jussssst a whore," she now shouted her head shooting up looking up at the metal ceiling. "Ssssandorr'ssss whore," she hissed and came violently. A spray of squirt shot from her pussy. She knew to catch it within and invisible vial. Every drop. It was worth more than Vonsalvant gems.

She viciously bared her teeth fingering her squirting pussy with abandon, trying to get all her juices out. She stared open mouthed at Sandorr, hoping he'd enjoyed her display. The truth was, all that inner turmoil, all the self taunting....it was not to judge but to help her cum.

Sandorr walked over and undid his robe letting it fall. His scaly body was between her legs. Susan looked down at the veiny purple cock with the line of bulbs on both sides of the shaft, the sides of his cock. The bulbs were in a line shooting up to a hershey kiss like purple head, if a hershey kiss was a hundred times larger. The bulbous lines met at the tip like some unholy alien cross. The rim of the tip had its own line of even larger bulbs. To top that the alien dick was over a foot long and thick like a coke can.

"Oh god." Sue cried out gasping at the monster member. "Its impossible!" She added looking now up at Sandorr, as if she hadn't seen it hundreds of times.

"No god here Susan Sssstorm...jussst my cock." He pushed his tip to her entrance and rubbed. Two species born of vastly different worlds, whose genitals now touched, moments away from an unprecedented intimate union. "Ssssay it...", Sandorr demanded. "Beg for it."

Susan glanced at his prick at her entrance and then looked desperately up into his eyes. "Fuck me Sssssandorr!" Her eager words slipping into repltilian hissing. The thick purple tip dipped into her pussy and Susan felt the fire of a hot cock in her warm cunt. "Oh my god!" She shouted falling back onto the metal table, whose height was designed just for this. Her hand gripped the air, holding onto nothing as he sliced more alien dick inside her.

With one swipe of his clawed digit he ripped her top asunder, her tits so tightly packed they literally bounced and shook free from the torn garment. Her white breasts flopping around, his claws gripped each one as he fucked her more deeply with each thrust.

The Invisible Woman bit her hand softly trying to fight off a scream. She was already cumming hard on the cock that was only several inches inside her. Sandorr began to slam his dick inside her moving her whole body, and her fat tits flopped up down and around.

Sandorr got under her legs and pushed them onto his shoulders. He was pushing most of his alien dick in the Earthling. It was hard to hold on. He was already so close to release with her tight human pussy around his alien cock.

When Susan felt that scaly portion where his sheath ended and his cock began she began to buck like a bronco. The three inches of his sheath that pushed out with his cock was scaly, hard and warm, like fucking wonderful sandpaper scraping her walls. "Unnnnngh," Susan groaned her eyes rolled and she lost control, her body spasmed. Her pussy clenched. She could feel his hot seed enter her womb, even before he hissed. And it was always a deep hiss, a rumbling from deep in his throat and chest. A mating sound. That sound would now make Susan's more primitive 'lizard brain' respond. The brain told her legs to spread wider, and her pussy to open like a flower and suck upon the cock. To pull in and capture the seed of this strong male.

Sue was a mindless fuck zombie, her eyes only white, her heels crossed behind Sandorr's head. Her tongue out, mouth drooling, she felt a thick black tongue wrap around her own. Soon thin reptilian alien lips met her thicker human lips. As their tongues rolled around each others mouths in an intimate passionate interspecies kiss, Sue grabbed his ass and pulled him closer, making him push so deep a bulge potruded from her stomach.

The Draconian felt his balls worked by an invisible hand. He had four balls in his large sack. Susan was making sure one was fully drained. The alien and human kissed and moaned quietly now. The loudest sound was the shared cum splashing on the floor beneath them now.