Bury a Cop, degrade a woman

On a rainy day, they buried the NYPD's Officer Jefferson Davis...

"... trying to help. I know." Ursula nearly growled when Miles started dismissing Peter. She held his hand and squeezed. She smiled as she saw in his eyes the confidence with which he had spanked her ass that morning.

"I'm Peter Parker, I lost both parents when I was a kid and then lost my Uncle, the man who raised me, right as I was graduating High School. He was gunned down by a crook  breaking into our home." Peter snapped out, the eighteen year old boy flinched at the tone. "It doesn't stop hurting, but you have a responsibility to help those close to you that are still alive." The boy storms off.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to do about him." A woman, the widowed Rio Morales, tilted her umbrella back to speak with the couple before she went to follow her son. Ursula couldn't help but notice that the older woman didn't have a wedding or engagement ring on. And she noticed the way the Latina women bit her lip and looked her Peter up and down when he got stern with Miles.

Seeing him get stern, seeing another woman  eyeing up her man... Ursula couldn't hold back a moan and dragged Peter away to go behind some trees. With her long jacket unfastened, she revealed her naked body to Peter, who motioned for her to squat down, with her legs spread wide, and finger herself while he pulled his cock out.

She sucked his cock, enjoying his muttered commentary of what a slut she was, that she was lucky he didn't make a public spectacle of her behaviour and rent her out.

She would do it for him. But she is happy he won't. She's a rather prudish Symkarian if she's honest, wanting to be exclusively one man's and never loaned out or publicly degraded beyond him groping and smacking her ass.

She decided to do one more act of sincerity, to prove she was his, before they went home by releasing his cock from her mouth just as he came. Her face covered in his jizz. It would slowly wash away in the rain, but for some of the trip home, she was a total mess, and grinned madly in happiness.

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MJ finished her phonecall with Peter, and she felt guilty. He wasn't the first person she'd told about her tip-off that Martin Li might be holed up at the Recycling Plant.

"Open." Mary-Jane opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, which allowed Norman to tap the ash off his cigar into her mouth before he resumed smoking. "Close." She shut her mouth. "Swallow." The ash was horrid and the aftertaste from swallowing... "Show me." She then opened and shut her mouth to show she had swallowed the ash. "Good." From her crouched position, Mary-Jane's hips gently bucked as Norman's condescending praise made her soaking wet cunt throb.

It wasn't lost on Mary-Jane that Norman knew more about what was going on than she did. If the Demons wanted to attack Hero Cop Jefferson Davis, she doubted they would phone Norman about. She doubted they would be so silent about killing Officer Davis.

And there was whatever Devil's Breath was and all she knew was it had been worked on by Fisk's people for OsCorp.

She'd told Norman about the tip-off. Then Fisk. Then Pete.

Finally, Norman finished his cigar. He put it out and held it out for her like a doggy treat. He pushed the cigar butt into her mouth and smiled as she swallowed it too. And it just made the dripping dim-witted redhead drip and mewl happily to be something entertaining for him.

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"You are adorable nevīža, Mary-Jane Watson." The white-haired woman in white lingerie told the redhead while she took a drag of her cigarette, "It is good that you," and then blew smoke over Mary-Jane's naked body, "look to please your viens īsts meistars with more than just your holes." Silver Sable, Princess of Symkaria, finished smoking before she climbed on top of Mary-Jane and straddled her while looking over at Norman Osborn. "Despite our obvious limitations as women, it is also our duty to please men, jā?"

MJ'd asked why Martin Li was focusing on him. And Norman had grabbed her ponytail to grip it like a leash and calmly told her he didn't answer to braindead sluts that would ruin their lives just because a man told her to.

The pictures Pete took of the plans, the weapons, the map with Norman's campaign offices targeted, Mary-Jane had passed them to Norman and then filtered that into a story that she was waiting for Norman to approve of for her to send to Robbie. She'd even given him the list of list of Matin Li's businesses that coincided with the Demon's bases.

Silver Sable, or Silver Sablinova, as snort 'Head' of Sable International had been hired by Mayor Osborn to take down the Demons. And they were from Symkaria. Silver may be a Princess, may be Royalty, but to a Symkarian all that mattered was that she had been born with a cunt and that made her inferior. Her ability to fight gave her a place in her private military force, but it was her fuckable body that made her a pretty thing to parade for buyers. A mascot.

For as long as Norman paid the bills, she was his property. She did hint, however, that she was looking for a man who could really own her and become King of Symkaria as her one true master.

And as he watched his two whores fuck for his pleasure before her several pints of thick cum into the pair of them, he had taken that little bit of information as an invitation to try going from the Mayor of a City to a King of a Country.

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