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Chapter 7 by CorpseKing

Who is it?

Black Cat

She was dressed in black accented with white. The catsuit she was wearing was a deep black in shade with the light reflecting off the specialized leather. The neckline was created by the zipper on the suit having been pulled down the front to a point just below the sizable bosum of the woman. The suit's legs were slipped into a pair of boots which were not practical for crime or crime-fighting, since it was better to have low or flat heels on them to improve the ability to run in them. These black leather boots held a black metallic heel which resembled a needle or knife blade with it's long thin shape. Having that heel stomped on your would likely hurt due to the weight of the woman, even if it was only close to a hundred pound.

The white came into play with tuffs of fur on the edge of her black boots and her black leather gloves. The gloves were tipped with retractible claws in the shape of fingernails, which were currently aiding in holding the cable tight against him. On her neck was a black choker with a small silver medallion on it, while her face was cloaked in a stylized domino mask which was made to look more cat like in shape. The black of her suit also complimented the white-blond shock of her own hair. Emerald eyes were keeping their watch on him as ruby lips were smiling at the captured man.

"Look what the cat's dragged in, a snoppy reporter who had been pestering my lovely spider. The time of your printing those lies about my Spider-man had come to an end, Parker. Time for this kitty to get some satifaction against you for myself and my lover. The question is what is the best and most humilating method for my revenge?" asked the woman who Peter recognized as his former lover, the Black Cat. Yet what was the reason for her not recognizing him as Spider-man, since he had told her before they drifted apart as a couple. It was then he detected the tiniest of winks in the right eye of the Cat.

'Obviously the cat must be playing some kind of game. The question is what game is it and do I want to play along? My spider sense if not tingling, so nothing dangerous is going to occur. Normally someone jump out from behind me and tying me up would have it blaring. So what's happening and why is it so different? Might as well play along for now?' thought Peter as he continued to be wrapped up like a worm.

"So what is your diabolical scheme this time, you crook?" asked Peter as he tried to figure out what was going to happen.

"Why, I'm going to eliminate you. Once you're out of the way, the Bugle will crumble from lack of new photos for their Spider-man bashing. However I am going to enjoy your death while I'm at it, Parker. You are going to sufficate... inside my own pussy. As you die, I'll be giving myself an orgasm. So I'll have to make sure that you last until I finish before you are finished, permanently. Let's move you into position." said the Cat as Felicia took the cable and started to tie it to the bed. She managed to created a knotted web which would hold Peter into a position just above the waist of someone laying on the matress.

The cat then lay down on the sleeping space with the sheets pulled back, revealing the silky fitted sheet. She rolled around a little like a cat trying to find the right stop to take a nap, before getting into a spot where Peter was hovering above her leather clad mound. Taking the zipper which was locked under her bosum, she began to pull it back down towards the crotch. As she pulled back the black painted metal links, as it pulled out to reveal bare skin. Bare skin and the lack of any kind of panties. The leather of the suit was pulled back out of the way of her lower torso, showing of her female socket and the little love button above it. It had turned a brilliant red as the blood had rush into the tissue. Peter had little view of anything else as his head was pointed in the same spot above the woman's body. He waited for the next move of the pussy's feline owner.

"Time for you to eat the kitty. Who knows? If you do a good enough job, I might let you live. If you can convince me to show mercy to one who had wronged my man. Give it a try, Parker." said the Cat as she pushed down his head into her private area, made possible due to the set up of the web he found himself in. It was designed to allow his head to be pulled down or push up depending on the mood of the woman he held him helpless.

Peter took the hint and began to lick out the sexual organ of his former female flame. He was trying to use the knowledge he had been given by the Gencom, knowledge of many sexual experts from the ages, to make this one of the best uses of his tongue. Other then the great zingers which he used against Doc Ock and the others during his fights. Careful to make sure his tongue was touching the sensitive areas of the pussy's lips and moving up to the little clit nub which also held tender touch sensors of the female's form.

What happens to Peter?

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