"So are you going to tie me up and leave me for the authorities then?" Black Cat purred on the open rooftop. "No, I'm going to deal with you myself," The Superior Spider-Man stated. Her hand pressed against his chest eagerly: "I like the sound of that..." she whispered. "I am still going to tie you up though," he added, catching her wrist in his hand. In a click she was handcuffed to the drain pipe.
"Stealing is wrong," he told her, "You've been a bad kitty..." He spanked her roughly and she moaned out. "Oh Spider..." He spanked her again even harder. After another spank, he eased down the zipper at the front of her costume. His hand slid inside and groped her boobs. It started as a gentle caress of her right breasts but very quickly got more forceful and rough. The spanking resumed swiftly as well.
"Anything you'd like to say in your defence?" he asked as he slapped her ass again and then gripped her ass-cheeks tightly. "Don't take off the mask," she moaned, "But everything else is fine..." He cocked his head to the side. "Noted."
Before she could react, the spanking had stopped and his costume was being removed. He dropped his underwear. The head of his penis pushed at her lips and she happily opened them to let it in. She'd never known her spider to get so rough but it was definitely an improvement. His hands came down on the back of her head and at first she sucked him off slowly. Then he pushed her down onto his shaft a little further. She picked up speed as well, her wet lips dragging along his hard cock teasingly. He shoved her down all the way.
Her eyes widened as his full manhood filed her throat and she felt her eyes start to roll into the back of her head. He kept her head planted firmly down on his dick without letting up. She tried her best to keep sucking but she was still recovering from the sudden push and hold. He didn't seem to mind. He yanked her head off by her raven white hair. She breathed desperately for air, her saliva covering his penis.
"That was rough Spider..." she glanced at him. "Did you like it?" he asked simply. She smirked: "Oh yes..." Then he spanked her again.
Black Cat found the hard slaps on her butt made the lecture he gave her on why stealing was wrong much more bearable, each spank sending a searing jolt of pleasure up her spine. She didn't even notice when he finished speaking. She did notice however when he grabbed her around the waist and pushed her down to the floor, her hands still cuffed, and shoved off her costume. His penis slid into her reddened ass easily. Spider-Man smiled beneath the mask, this evidently wasn't Peter's first time fucking her ass.
He screwed her butt forcefully without a moment's hesitation knowing she would love it. His chest pressed down against her back and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. He could feel her heart beating as he pushed in and pulled out of her again and again. Her shining white hair rubbed on his lips as he kissed the back of her neck, savouring her salty sweaty taste. His bare chest rubbed against her spine and she moaned out lustfully.
Felicia's heart was racing as he fucked her hard. Harder than any time she could remember. "What should I do with you?" he taunted as his waist slammed into her and his hips jerked against her butt. "I could leave you here for the cops..." he commented, "Or I could chain you up and keep you as a pet..." this second suggestion actually didn't sound too bad to Felicia. "Or..." he continued again, still pounding into her, "I could give you a chance to reform..." She wondered what he meant by that but was quickly distracted as she felt him tense up inside her. His cock exploded and his cum sprayed into her ass. She moaned out, almost screeching like her animalistic namesake. "Next time you need your Spider-Man fix..." he said standing up, barely seeming even the slightest bit tired, "You don't got stealing priceless artwork, you go here..." he handed a small piece of card with Mary-Jane Watson's address on.
"There are some fun new toys to play with there, mostly leather, and I'm sure you two girls can entertain each other until I arrive." Black Cat looked at him in disbelief, he had never tried to be this controlling before. "I'll see you soon I'm sure," he announced, now back into costume and undoing her handcuffs. It was hard to tell under his mask, but she was sure she saw him wink before he leaped off the rooftop and swung into the night. "Spectacular..." she muttered.