Helen Parr/Mrs. Incredibles: "Whatever you're planning, I promise you, it won’t end the way you think, cause my family are on their ways and they will rescue me and we will put you in jail for the rest of your life."

Mrs. Incredibles strained against the restraining power-nullifying chains that held her to the bed, struggling helplessly as she tried to break free, but to no avail. Her amber eyes darted around the room filled with sexual tools and equipment, including a bed with strange contraptions attached to it. The thought of being used in such perverse ways made her skin crawl, but the idea that SEGUN intended to turn her into his own woman was even more revolting.

She let out a frustrated groan as she continued to squirm and struggle against the chains. Her big round breasts, with their large pink nipples, heaved with every labored breath she took, straining against the tight black bottoms of her Mrs. Incredible suit. The skin-tight red leotard above it clung to every curve of her athletic body and accentuated her wide hips, thighs, and ass.

Despite herself, Helen couldn't help but notice the impressive physique of SEGUN as he stood confidently in front of her. His chiseled features and well-built form exuded dominance and control. But even though he was strong, she knew that he wasn't invincible, and that gave her hope.

Mrs. Incredibles shot the villain a defiant look, unwilling to submit so easily. "You have no idea what you're asking for," she growled through gritted teeth, her words laced with determination and fury. "My family will destroy you for this."

She felt his strong hand grasp her throat as he forced himself onto her lips, brutally crushing their soft flesh together in an invasive and unwanted kiss. Helen tried to squirm away, but the chains held her fast. Her heart raced as she struggled for air, her vision starting to cloud from the lack of oxygen.

And then, suddenly, a foreign sensation overcame her. It was hot and demanding, igniting something deep within her that had been dormant until now. As SEGUN's tongue probed roughly against hers, she felt herself begin to melt, her body growing weak from desire and lust. Her nipples hardened further, straining against the fabric of her suit as their sensitivity increased tenfold.

Her struggles ceased as she gave into the overwhelming need to taste him, returning his kiss with equal fervor. His lips felt firm yet soft against hers, and she couldn't help but wonder what else they might feel like in other parts of her body...

"Nngh..." She moaned deeply, arching her back involuntarily as a wave of desire washed over her. "Mmm... more." Her voice was husky and needy, betraying the fierce independence she had fought so hard to maintain until now.

"No..." she panted between kisses, "no... don't stop." Her nails raked against his shoulders as her body squirmed helplessly beneath the chains. Her eyes slid closed, and her mouth parted, revealing a trail of soft pink flesh that begged to be tasted. She could feel the warmth between her legs growing by the second, and she knew that soon she would need more than just his lips and tongue there.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, arching her back even further in silent invitation for him to take what he wanted. Her body trembled with desire as she waited eagerly for him to oblige her. The restraints holding her down felt like a mere formality now; she was nothing more than putty in his hands.

She moaned helplessly as his strong grip on her waist and neck held her firmly in place. The look in his eyes told her that he meant business, and deep down, she knew there was no point fighting anymore. With a soft whimper of surrender, Helen whispered back: "I'm yours... do what you want with me."

Her heart raced as she waited for him to make good on his promise, her breath catching in her throat at the thought of being pleasured by this man. The feeling of helplessness only heightened her desire, and she found herself growing wetter by the second. Her nipples were hard nubs against his chest, and her hips rocked restlessly, trying to grind against anything that might bring her relief.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, gazing up at him with a mix of fear, want, and lust shining in her eyes. "I need... I need you."

As SEGUN continued to choke her and kiss her passionately, Helen felt herself spiraling further out of control. His touch was unrelenting; she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin as he whispered dirty words and promises into her ear, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hips arched up off the bed, desperately seeking contact with something solid to ground her, but all that met them were the cold metal restraints holding her down. Her hands flailed helplessly above her head, only serving to press her ample breasts further into his chest.

She gasped and moaned as he expertly rubbed against her clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge of release. With each passing second, her need grew more intense; she could feel herself slipping deeper into a haze of lust and desire that threatened to consume her entirely.

"Yes... yes..." Her voice was hoarse from their frantic kissing, her words coming out in broken gasps as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her senses. The skin between her legs tingled, alive with anticipation for what was to come next. "Please..." she whispered, trailing off into a moan as he continued his relentless ministrations.

Her fingers curled into fists in the thin mattress beneath her, digging in hard as she fought against the oncoming climax, desperate not to give in too easily and lose control of herself entirely. But it was futile; SEGUN had her right where he wanted her. And with each passing second, she could feel herself slipping further from reality and into a world where only his touch mattered.

As she felt the tide of pleasure rising inside her, Helen couldn't help but nod weakly against his chest. The idea of tasting him sent a shudder through her body; it was a forbidden thrill that only served to heighten the anticipation building within her. Her breasts heaved with each ragged breath she took, their weighty mass straining against the fabric of her suit as they fought for freedom.

Her fingers clutched at his shoulders, digging in hard as she tried to steady herself against the oncoming release. Her hips bucked and writhed beneath him, seeking greater contact with his hands and body. "Please..." she murmured hoarsely, her words barely audible over their frantic breathing. "I want... I need it."

The sensation of his hand sliding between their bodies drove her even further over the edge. With a shuddering cry, Helen's body arched sharply off the bed as she came hard, her back muscles tensing and relaxing in quick succession as waves of intense pleasure coursed through her.

Her mouth dropped open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut as she focused all of her energy on the sensation washing over her. When at last it subsided, she collapsed limply back onto the bed, her chest heaving with each labored breath. Her lips were swollen and bruised from their rough kisses, and her face flushed with shame and desire.

Helen Parr looked up at SEGUN through half-lidded eyes, her gaze dazed and lustful. "More..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the throbbing in her core. "Please... give me more."

Her eyes locked on his exposed cock, glistening with anticipation as her lips parted in silent invitation. She reached out shakily, wrapping her hand around his length and guiding it to her mouth. With a soft moan of need, she took him deep into her throat, savoring the hot steel feel of him against her tongue. Her lips closed over the tip, sucking hard as she began to bob her head up and down in rhythm with his girth.

The salty taste of him on her tongue only served to heighten her desire; she could feel herself growing wetter once again as she continued to pleasure him. Her other hand found its way between their bodies, seeking frantic contact with his cock as she struggled for greater depth with each stroke of her mouth.

Her eyes drifted shut, and a moan of satisfaction escaped her lips as he filled her senses completely. She felt like she could do this forever; feel him inside her mouth, pressed against her throat. It was both exhilarating and incredibly arousing, making her mind spin with wanton lust.

She sucked harder, her lips sliding up and down his length as she focused all of her energy on bringing him pleasure. The feel of him pulsating in her mouth as he neared climax sent shivers of anticipation through her body, and her hips began to buck against the mattress beneath her in time with her hungry sucking.

"Mmm... yes..." she moaned, tasting his seed as it spurted onto her tongue. Her eyes fluttered open, gazing up at him with a mixture of satisfaction and need. "More..." she whispered hoarsely, her lips curving into a seductive smile. "Please... give me more."

Mrs. Incredibles felt a jolt of nervous excitement race through her as she obeyed his command, turning around on the bed to face away from him. Her heart raced as she lowered herself slowly to the edge of the mattress, bending over at the waist and arching her back in invitation. Her round buttocks were displayed prominently, puckered and glistening with sweat.

She felt his hand on her hip, guiding her into position as he moved behind her. The warmth of his body pressed against her back sent shivers down her spine; she could feel him hard against her buttocks, taunting her with what was to come. Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she waited eagerly for the feeling of him inside her once more.

"Please..." She whimpered softly, unable to contain her desire any longer. "Make me yours." Her words were thick with lust and need; she could barely form a coherent sentence as she hungered for his touch.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the blunt head of his cock press against her entrance. She tensed expectantly, tensing every muscle as he began to push slowly inside her. It was hot and thick, filling her completely; stretching and opening her up in ways she never thought possible.

Her face contorted into a mask of pleasure-pain as he continued to force his way deeper, inch by agonizing inch. Her hands clawed at the bedcovers, fists bunching with effort as she fought to stay still and take him. Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks, trailing across the skin of her back as she struggled against the onslaught of sensations assaulting her body.

"Oh God..." She gasped, arching her back further as he breached her final barrier and slid fully inside her. "So... full..." Her voice was little more than a ragged whisper, barely audible over their combined breathing.

Helen Parr's body shuddered violently as he began to move within her, his thrusts hard and forceful. She gripped the edge of the bed with white-knuckled determination, biting down on her bottom lip to keep from crying out as he took her roughly and without mercy. Her breasts bounced enticingly against the mattress with each powerful stroke; her nipples taut and hard as pebbles against the thin fabric of her top.

The pleasure-pain coursed through her in waves, threatening to send her over the edge again. She could feel herself growing wetter once more, her hips instinctively bucking up against him in time with his thrusts. "Please..." she moaned, her voice barely audible

Her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red from the sting of his slap, but it only served to heighten her arousal. "Yes..." she panted between ragged breaths, arching her back further as he continued to pound into her. "Please... don't stop." Her hips rose off the bed in desperate seeking of relief; her fingers dug into the mattress as she felt the tension building within her once again.

"Oh God..." She cried out as the sensations overwhelmed her, her body convulsing violently around him. A powerful orgasm ripped through her, claiming her completely as his. Her inner muscles clenched tightly around him, milking his cock with every wave of pleasure that coursed through her.

Her back arched, her breasts jutting out proudly as she rode the crest of her orgasm. Sweat beaded on her skin and glistened in the dim light of the room; her lips parted in a silent moan as she surrendered to the intensity of the sensations washing over her.

When finally it subsided, she slumped forward onto the bed, panting heavily for air. Her whole body felt limp and satisfied, but there was still a small kernel of desire burning deep within her. It was an insatiable need that only he could quench; a hunger for him that went beyond simple lust. "Thank you..." she whispered hoarsely, voice barely audible over their ragged breathing. "Please... don't stop."