Spider-Gwen Cam Girl

One of the windows was already open at the Oscorp building. She climbed and entered the building through there into Norman's office. Though it was less of an office and more of an home.

Norman was sitting down at a desk, a glass of whisky in his hand. He smiled when seeing Gwen standing there as Ghost Spider. Instead of saying anything, he started walking and gestured for her to follow. It didn't take long for her to be led into a sex dungeon. There was all kinds of sex toys attached to the walls and machines across the floor. It was a perverts dream and her nightmare.

The only part of the room that looked normal was towards the center back. There was a small area that looked like a bedroom, though there were no walls separating it from the rest of the sex dungeon. There was a bed, book shelves, even a computer on a desk.

"This is where your new job begins, Gwen. You'll spend hours every day as a cam girl. Don't worry, you won't have to do it as your civilian self. Just as your super hero persona. Flash, masturbate, twerk. Do whatever the chat asks you to do. Of course, I'll constantly be checking in to make your obedient. If your not... Well, lets not forget that I have that video of you that I could share. I'm sure the world would love to know whose under that mask."

He then smirked and gestured towards the computer. "Your account is already made. The computer has no password and is already set up for you. You'll see the webpage once you sit down. Just click stream and start obeying chat's perverted commands as they pop up."

He started walking away and was a foot up the stairs when he said, "Oh yeah. I may come down here from time to time to have my own fun with you on camera. Be prepared for that."

She tried not to think about that as he left up the stairs. She didn't stream right away. Instead, she sat down in the chair and thought about what to do. If she can delete that video then the blackmail's gone. He knows her secret identity, but no one will believe it without evidence... The only problem though is that Osborn isn't stupid. She can't just steal his phone and delete it directly. He likely keeps his phone with him at all times and has the video saved online in multiple databases.

She'd need to hack him and delete every copy, but there's no guarantee that she could even find them all or get past the firewall... No matter what she ends up doing, it won't be done today. She'll need time to think of an plan and execute it and Norman won't be patient for long...

So with a sigh, she began her stream.

It took a few seconds for someone to show up. At first, he thought that she was a cosplayer and talked about how good the cosplay was and how much of a fan he was of Ghost-Spider. She didn't want to be rude or tell him the truth, so she pretended to be a fan too. It felt a bit narcissistic to talk so highly of herself, but he didn't know she was really Ghost-Spider and he seemed happy to meet another fan.

Slowly, a few more people joined and they joined in on the conversation. Things did get a bit lewd as she was told to grope her breasts through her costume, but it wasn't as part as she thought.

Then, Norman joined the conversation... At least, she assumed it was him.

SpiderStacyFucker: "She's the real Ghost-Spider and a submissive slut."
SpiderStacyFucker: "Watch."
SpiderStacyFucker: "Shoot your spider webs and climb on the wall behind you. Prove your the real Ghost-Spider."

She hated the command, but she knew Norman's rule. She had to obey any command given from the chat... Not only that, but this was almost 100% Norman and he'd know for sure if she disobeyed.

With a sigh, she shot a spider-web and started climbing on the wall behind her.

The chat went wild with messages and donations.