Bundled Tightly

Wasting no time, he pushed his (soon to be) second **** towards the van. Ignoring further cursing and useless struggles, he maneuverer her onto the floor of his vehicle and sat on her lower back. Next to her lay the bindings some of which would soon hold her body prisoner.

Seeing the mass of ropes and leather appliances renewed the heroines struggles. Wildly thrashing around she tried pushing him off her back, but even with full use of her hands she would have likely failed. Matt simply was too strong and heavy for the smaller girl to beat in a fair fight.

Her futile tantrum was soon overcome as Matt twisted her arms behind her back and linked her mitted hands together with a padlock. The next thing he needed to stop was her screaming. It was unlikely that someone would hear her down in the sewage system - and even more that they’d actually help – but it was better to not take any chances. Grabbing her hair, he pulled it back until her mouth was **** open. This time the gag of choice was rather simple but effective. Her mouth was stuffed with a sponge big enough to fill it completely and sealed with strong tape.

With her annoying bickering now basically inaudible, Matt started with the real bondage. Tauntingly slow, he grabbed the first massive item, a leather single glove with a bag at its tip. Starting at her balled hands, he pulled it upwards until he reached her shoulders. Next, he made sure her mittens were properly contained in the small bag at its end and weren’t stuck somewhere along the way. Some adjustments later, he started pulling the strings and tightened the cruel device.

Her lower arms were no problem and he quickly got them pressed together and immobilized. From the elbows upwards, it became a bit trickier as Gwen was not flexible enough to get her upper arms to touch completely. Matt compromised and pulled until her arms were nearly touching on their full length, then he tied it off and secured the shoulder straps. The final strap kept her bound hands pressed to her small, heart shaped butt, encircling her hips like a very tight belt.

It was time to move to her legs. Since he was basically already sitting on them, they were completely immobile. Therefore, Matt could take his time and feel them up as much as he liked, before binding them as well. She did really have well trained legs, unusual for someone who spent her days swinging through the air. Matt deduced that her ballet shoes might not solely be a fashion statement and his head came up with some fun ideas for the future. Though well-muscled, her legs were smooth and soft with a small tight gap.

Finishing his inspection, he grabbed a large coil of rope and went to work. After a quick tie at her ankles, he started winding the rope up her body, copying the winding look of her shoe straps. He kept on crossing the ropes until he reached her upper legs, there he tied it off.

He got off and allowed her to test her bonds. She struggled with everything she had, but all the young spider managed was to wind on the ground like a worm on energy drinks. Soon, she realized that as well and resolved to turning around and throwing angry looks at the man who had bound her so tightly that it actually started to hurt already.

Happy to have her surrender her struggles, Matt began applying the finishing touches. First, he turned her back onto her stomach and grabbed a shorter second coil of rope. He connected it to the bindings on her ankles and started to press them down towards her butt. While her upper body was not as flexible as he would have liked, her legs were – further pushing the image of her as an actual ballerina. With little pressure, be got her feet to touch her upper legs just below her butt, the soles of her shoes joining with her encased hands. He made sure they stayed there by winding the rope around her legs multiple times and tying it off once more.

She was almost ready for transport. A thin blindfold was added to her bondage, effectively keeping her in the dark. Lastly, Matt took her discarded mask and pulled it back over her head, hiding the gag and blindfold. Then he opened the secret compartment that had already hidden Wonder Woman a week before and dropped his tightly bundled prisoner inside.

He added some cushions since she was so much smaller than the tall amazon and he didn’t want her to be damaged unnecessarily. Ensured that she was safe for their journey, he closed the compartment over her head and got into the driver seat.

30 minutes after Spider-Gwen engaged the supposed car thief, she left the sewer system well hidden in the back of Matt’s car. They moved northward through New York’s rush hour into the wider Boston area. They arrived back at Matts house at dusk without any noticeable incident