Peter's orgy and facing his slavery

Across the internet the stream was opened up outside of the paywall as the cameras came to life and sent the images to the internet. Meanwhile Peter’s camera set ups were sending pictures to J.J. Jameson’s email in box where they were shunted to a folder called ‘Parkers Spider Menace pics”. This time instead of a fight, J.J. was getting proof of the deviant nature of the Spider and his enthusiastic cooperation with the new feline menace.

*

Tony was working in his workshop, he wasn’t thinking about what he was doing, Pepper had asked him nicely to make something for Sue. He didn’t think about it, he just did.

“Mister Stark,” the computer voice chimed, “You wished to be informed when the new Feline Felon streamed more of her antics again? She is broadcasting right now.”

“Bring it up on the monitor in front of me,” Tony said without looking up.

“It’s live for you Mister Stark.”

“Thanks Friday,” Tony looked up and gasped, “Friday, email Peter Parker and let him know that he needs to ask to crash at a safe house when MJ kicks him out.”

“Very well Mister Stark,” the computer retorted.

Tony went back to rebuilding the artificial tail that Spiderman had gotten off of Scorpion years ago…

*

Peter’s face was buried in the rubber tits of the blue rubber mistress. His cock was pumping into the black rubber lined pussy of the blue rubber mistress while the rubber tiger behind him was trusting the black rubber cock deep into his ass. He was moaning like a whore as he fucked and was fucked by the women.

*

Jennifer Walters, sometimes the Jolly Jade Giantess called She-Hulk, woke to the pinging of her phone. She looked at her bound rubber lover and smiled. She kissed the former biker turned feline rubber fuck pet and reached for her phone careful to keep his cock in her own pussy. She was so thankful that Mistress Sue had shown her the light of the goddess. On her phone was a message from Johnny Storm with a screen grab from a livestream. Johnny wanted to give her a heads up that MJ was going to need a divorce lawyer and to give him a call when she had dumped Parker and was ready for a real man.

“Peter is going to make a hell of a pet for Mistress’ amusement,” Jennifer mused, “Poor Johnny doesn’t realize he is out classed as a lover by a simple pet like you.”

Jennifer kissed the gimp below her and started grinding her hips to get his body to respond and she was pleased that the gimp’s hips started bucking back against her.

*

The Blue rubber fuck goddess was howling like a cat in heat, Spiderman was pounding his cock in her anal-sleeve, the Tiger was pounding Spiderman even harder in his ass all while the Tiger was holding Spiderman in a headlock that was restricting his breathing and blood flow. The Pleasure had blanked Peter’s brain and he wasn’t thinking. He was close to completely passing out. The Tiger loosened the pressure and blood and fresh air returned to him… And then the Tiger tightened her grip again and restricted his breath and blood flow to his brain.

*

Janet was sitting at the computer terminal watching the traffic. She squirmed on the rubber dildo inside her latex hotpants. Janet wasn’t sure what was the biggest source of erotic stimulation, the dildo, the erotic stream, or the numbers off the stream. Basically the entire population of the Peoples Republic of China was tuned in to watch Spiderman fuck Mistress Sue in all her latex glory.

“Yeah baby! Mistress will love how much of an audience she has. Now we just need to be able to broadcast the enlightenment of the Goddess over the internet,” Janet said as she cupped her tits.

The stream numbers continued to grow.

“Fuck yeah,” Janet bounced up and down on the chair forcing the dildo inside the hotpants into her pussy.

*

Spiderman had busted his fifth load into the sleeve in the Blue Catwoman’s black rubber condom panties. Tiger was looking at the Blue rubber cat. The Cat nodded and the Tiger squeezed harder and held Spiderman in a death grip. Spiderman passed out. Both women pinched the comatose hero to ensure that he was indeed unconscious. The Blue Cat waited for a bit with the sleeping hero’s cock in her ass. Ping in the ear buds inside her mask let her know that the livestream had ended.

“Give him the panties,” Sue ordered MJ, “Now let’s go.”

*

Peter woke up with a start. He looked around and noticed that Helicopters were floating around. He looked over himself. The crotch of his suit was torn open and his manhood and sore bottom were open to the night. He put his hands over his lap and looked around. Right next to him was a women’s pair of pink Hello Kitty Panties. Peter didn’t see any other options. He pulled on the panties and looked around. He went out and went to get the cameras that he had of trained on the area along with his phone.

*

His phone was flooded with messages from various people including MJ… SHIT. Peter tried to call MJ.

She didn’t answer… Of course he was fucked… He wasn’t sure, but he felt pretty certain that the Tiger had used the strapon on his ass… Gingerly he made his way home. He stopped about a block from the apartment he was sure MJ was going to kick him out of.

“Yes mister Jameson?” Peter answered his phone, “Well you wanted proof… That was what they were doing so I took pictures Mister Jameson. I don’t know what to make of it or what to tell you.”

Jameson ranted about porn and then stopped.

“Ok Mister Jameson, it was a long a weird night here too,” Peter sighed in relief, “Let me know what you can publish. I may end up having to find a hotel, my wife is going to be pissed at me being out this late for taking those pictures.”

Peter hung up the phone glad that Jameson was pleased enough with the “Proof of the Spider-Menace’s deviant nature!” to give him a bonus and the day off… but knew that publishing for Jameson would be hard from what he had seen on the cameras. MJ would want a divorce…

*

“MJ?” Peter whispered as he came in the window.

“YOU!” MJ Growled as she flicked on the lights.

It was clear she had on a sexy naughty night outfit, but now covered it with a bathrobe. Her makeup had streaks in it from crying.

Peter threw up his hands.

“I get it. If I am ungodly lucky I sleep on the couch… more likely I have to go get a hotel room. Most likely you are going to want a divorce…” Peter said quicker than MJ could start shouting.

“What happened!?!” MJ pleaded.

“I saw the cat lady, I went to try and convince her to knock it off and turn herself into the cops… and then suddenly there was a second one behind me spraying some… stuff… into my face and then it gets really fuzzy,” Peter pulled off his mask, “I had to check the cameras I set up to email pictures to Jameson to confirm one of the two were the reason my butt is so tender.”

“So you are telling me you got ruffied?” MJ asked in disbelief.

“Men don’t get to use that excuse, do we?” Peter said hanging he head low.

MJ looked him over…

“Well I think first things first,” MJ said, “You need a shower and to ditch the Hello Kitty… Then we need to talk about what is going to happen from now on…”

“Fair enough,” Peter said as he shuffled off to the bathroom.

Peter didn’t see the cruel smile on MJ’s lips. He went into the bathroom and stripped out of the clothing he had been wearing and put them down next to… something new. Peter stopped for a second to look at a sort of lamp on the counter facing the shower with a gem stone as its lens. He shook his head. If MJ divorced him, she would keep that, what ever it was, so it didn’t mater to him really. He got in the shower and started to clean himself carefully. It was clear from the aches that he had been throw a marathon and his butt had been very abused.

“OH Peter?” a woman’s voice called.

Peter looked around and didn’t see anyone. That wasn’t MJ’s voice, it sounded like Susan Storm-Richards…

“Am I hearing voices in my head now?” Peter asked.

There was no response for a while so he went back to cleaning himself.

“Hay big boy,” the voice said once more.

“What?” Peter asked.

This time there was someone there. It was the woman from before in her black and blue rubber shiny outfit, but this time instead of a cat faced full head mask, there was a domino mask and a pair of black cat ears sticking out of her blonde hair. Peter panicked.

“Come in my pet,” the blonde said.

MJ crawled in on all fours with a collar around her neck and a leash going from the collar to a handle in her mouth.

“You two are too good of a fuck to let you roam around freely so it is time to join my cult of rubber sex slaves,” the woman said.

“Join Mistress Sue’s harem dear,” MJ said.

“Sue? Mrs. Sue Richards?” Peter gasped.

“Not any more bitch!” the blonde shouted as she turned on the lamp and Peter’s mind blanked in the light of the stone’s rays, “From now on it is Mistress my pet.”

Peter’s eye’s dilated as the unearthly light flooded his senses and the figure of the Invisible Woman came closer to him, careful to not block the light from shining in his face…

*

Peter’s mind cleared some time later… He found he was securely sealed in a body bag with his arms at his side and only his head free. He was looking straight into the face of MJ who was in a similar get up.

“Who do we serve Peter…” MJ asked.

“We are slaves of the Goddess and her Queen Priestess, Mistress Sue…” Peter responded automatically.

“How do we honor our goddess?” MJ asked.

“Latex, sex and slavery to her priestesses,” Peter retorted.

“That’s enough talking for now,” Sue said as she came over, “Time to put your tongue to better use.”

Sue was naked save for her collar, boots, gloves and mask. She put her pussy to Peter’s face and opened a zipper releasing his cock. She went to work sucking him off as Peter automatically went to work licking and sucking on Sue’s pussy.

It was so good of Mistress MJ to help make Peter one of Mistress Sue’s sex slaves!