Not too much, right?

Nick reached up to lightly grab her chin and tilt her head towards his, boring holes into her. “Red you are a slut with a high sex drive who just had the flip switched. I won’t put you in that position, if you give me what I want, when I want it. In that case, you can fuck whoever you want, even the spidey lover. I’m not some insecure kid, I trust you will come back for more.” Nick smirked at MJ before kissing her roughly, tongue winning it’s battle against hers, before moving back and shoving two fingers tonsil deep as MJ moaned.

As he finger fucked her face, Nick continued, “I do have three absolute rules if you want to call me Sir, Red, there will be other rules, but they are more the type you can safeword out of, or be punished for breaking. My three absolutes are: only I get to collar you, chain you, and permanently mark you, ohh and try and wear protection with any other man you fuck. I mean fucking a guy who shares needles is worse than fucking a guy who fucks whores, at least I use condoms with the whores.”

“Yes, Sir. I just couldn’t say no to that cock.”

“Well, I think some shopping is in order for both of us, which I will do with your cash. You will serve punishment while I go shopping, it will be light. Craig is off limits until you get condoms, and he gets regular tests set up and sober, so three months. I will put him in his place if he gets too needy.”

“Sir, I am a bit worried about being yours. I have my career and anything too bad to the body would ruin it.”

“Good point, let’s see, first your safeword is going to be ‘web-head.’ That should cover your personal limits. I will try not to go overboard but don’t use it too much, try and see what you like, let me find your true self. I can assure you, you won’t find it alone. Did you think you would let someone like me, someone who just pimp slapped you take ownership and love it? Let’s test some boundaries, see how young, fun, exciting, bold and beautiful you can be.” Nick said with a serious expression, “don’t tie yourself down by convention, broken promises and consign yourself to worrisome, lonely nights as Peter chases the Spider. I will always be there to take away all of that and let you be free, only having to follow my orders in the safety of my care. The only crying you do with me will be the fun kind.”

MJ giggled thinking about using her husband’s nickname as a safeword with her new master, mind turning over and over on how far she would go.

“Don’t worry, I’m not into watersports.” Nick said with a teasing smile, hand reaching to pat her head, “though I can do it if you want.”

“But I do love jetskiing.” Mary Jane replied, “I think having sex in the ocean could be fun.”

Nick blinked before he laughed uproariously.

“I have a lot to teach you slut. Now hand me your jacket.”

Eyebrow raised MJ looked briefly at Nick then turned under Nick’s watchful eye and started to bend down to pick up her discarded jacket.

“Knees straight.” Barked Nick, with a light but firm slap to her ass, letting her know the difference between instruction and punishment but still causing her toned muscles to ripple through her compression shorts.

MJ instantly straightened her knees, not comprehending what just happened. That light slap had sent a shockwave to her brain, making her want to obey Nick, but a small part of her fought against that feeling. She liked it, but it was demeaning. She liked that too. A lot. Continuing to bend, she grabbed her jacket but instead of standing straight, she began to wiggle her ass seductively looking back at Nick, “Sir, you like your slut in this position?”

Another slap landed on her ass, harder this time. Nick’s hand stayed on her ass, gently rubbing it, feeling the springiness. “Good slaves obey, and I don’t have the jacket in my hand yet.”

Slowly, MJ lifted her body, head first, then chest in a snakelike fashion, trying her best to show off all her curves as she turned at the waist to show Nick her best pouting expression. Hair falling slightly over her face, eyelids half closed, eyes looking slightly down, biting one side of her bottom lip. Nick was in awe at how cute and pure she looked right now. Calmly, he waited, staring into her soul as she rotated her hips causing her ass to rub all over his hand.

‘I haven’t been collared,’” Was MJ’s taunt.

“Yet.” Was Nick’s only response.

A minute later, he withdrew his hand and sent a searing slap onto her opposite asscheek. He could see the pain go through her body it was written on her face, quickly losing her innocent expression as she yelped and shock took over. Only she knew the shock was from how much she liked being spanked, but he guessed as much. Defiantly she continued to wiggle her ass against his outstretched hand, before finally turning and reaching up with both hands to offer her jacket to him, head down, refusing to meet his eyes.

Nick took the jacket, wrapped it around her shoulders and lightly kissed her on the mouth.

“Tell me what you did wrong ****?” His voice cutting and hard, his eyes boring into her skull.