Unmasked but only physically

MJ felt the gentle caress of the Kingpin's giant hands on her head as she bobbed the full length of the giant pulsing cock. A slight sigh escaped the big man's lips as he turned to watch the beautiful woman's closed eyes and makeup streaked face. She looked almost gruesome compared to her normal look. Her makeup had been on her face for days, sweat had dripped and dried mixing with her tears and spit and some amount of cum on her chin. She was truly a wreck of her normally beautiful face, and yet the Kingpin loved it. He loved the power he held over the dumb broad. The fear he instilled. She would never forget her place in the world after this week. Even now the woman held her eyes closed, pretended not to hear a sound even though the sounds assaulted her ear drums. Everything was too loud, it had been days of only hearing her own thoughts, the sudden sense of hearing, even the typing of a keyboard was obscenely loud to her.

Kingpin knew it, he had conducted extensive tests on random people to see how depriving them of a sense, or two could affect them. He loved the effect. He had used to to train a quite a few women to the pleasures of his crotch. The latest was the Silver Sable. He had planned to train Black Cat, but unlike Sable, she hadn't taken the offer she was given, or at least not the option where she would be attached to the mask.

With a grunt that echoed for minutes in Mary Jane's delicate ears Fisk came again down the redhead's throat, before pulling out and blasting her face with two thick globs of cum. Mary Jane ignored the warm cum on her face and moved to try and find the cock.

"Echo, come bring this thing to get cleaned and get Electra in here. I want her to ride me for a bit." Fisk ordered before MJ felt herself being dragged away by the same feminine hands as every other day.

The warm shower hit her body like a soothing stream of mana from heaven. She had never felt such a nice shower before. It was pure bliss and yet she kept her eyes shut, her knees on the hard shower tiles her hands in front of her. The water falling into her open and ready mouth both pleasant and terrifying. She missed the hard bumpy log in her mouth. She didn't even register her neck swaying, bobbing back and forth as her tongue tried to find it's missing partner.

Echo, MJ vaguely recalled the woman's name, toweled the red-head off without a word, but with almost loving care. She blow dried her hair before putting it up in some design MJ could not see. Her eyes remained shut as Echo applied makeup and dressed the now even thinner model.

If MJ could see herself she would be stunned with how she looked. Before she was stunning but now her near perfect frame was even better, the few extra pounds she carried gone. Her abs hard, her lips plump. Her face was glowing and hair lush from the Kingpin's one of a kind skincare treatments. When she was lead on hands and knees back to the Kingpin even he took a second to admire the beauty before he walked toward her and unzipped his pants. MJ took less than a second to find his cock dangling in her face. The Kingpin smirked with an evil smile as his cock once again firmly lodged in MJ's bobbing throat. The mask wasn't needed as she bobbed the exact distance she was supposed to, to satisfy her lord and master.

"Allow him to enter." The Kingpin said as he dragged MJ on his cock and sat down. "Mrs. Parker. Open your eyes and ears. Do not let them leave my face during my conversation. And do not stop your sucking, whore."

Mary Jane's eyes hesitantly opened. The light, dark though it was, felt like an **** on her senses. Her innate fear of the big man the only thing keeping them open as the greens her bigger than ever as her irises became pinpoints.

"Aww, I do love to look at my newly trained suck slut. Their eyes are immaculate in this state." Kingpin stated as he gripped MJ's chin and tilter her head left and right, casually inspecting the green eyes of his personal cumdump. "Shame there is only a day left. I would so like to train your other holes, but contracts are contracts. Well back at it."

Click, clack, click.

"Mr. Fisk, you have been making things quite hard for me." The newly arrived man said, and MJ's heart beat in her chest as she bobbed her head and saw the light frown crease the Kingpin's brow.

MJ felt the large hand lay on her head, her nose pressed against the metal belt buckle of the big man's thick leather belt, her eyes bulging in her skull in fear as she heard his gruff reply. His words carried like a cannon across the room.

"And what exactly would you ask me to do Mr. Murdoch?"

MJ heard the man sit down and the sound of something metal folding, her saliva pooling in her mouth, leaking along the edges of her lips onto the suit pants.

"Ohh, I wouldn't dream of asking for something from the Kingpin," said Mr. Murdoch and MJ could hear faint amusement in the man's voice. "I just want to help my client."

"His help is beyond you. Helping me is not." Was the big man's reply as his pressure hand released and MJ felt her mouth dragged up by her beautiful red locks.

"Well I am not going to be helping you like that slut." Mr. Murdoch said, "But I do have my ears open."

"Simple, you let Mr. Parker stew in his cell, I fulfill one simple desire of yours, if you dare." the Kingpin said, with a sense of loathing and anger bubbling in his voice.

"That is a Kingly offer. I want Parker's wife as my cumslut. I know you met with her and Mr. Katzenberg." countered the man MJ could only classify as smarmy.

"That is not an easy task. Mr. Katzenberg and I have an arrangement. One I will not break easily. I do have an alternative." MJ saw Fisk snap his fingers, "I believe you used to date. How would you like Electra as your personal **** for the next month?"

"Deal, if you tell me who the beauty is sucking you right now?" Mr. Murdoch said as MJ heard him pull his zipper down, "Suck you fucking worthless whore, dare to break up with me."

The squelching sounds of a raw, hard throat fucking commenced behind MJ matching her own vulgar sounds, and she knew this Electra was sucking a rather large cock. The cock of her husband's lawyer. Her husband would be waiting in jail for awhile it seemed.

"Mary Jane Watson. Her mouth is mine for the week but I promised not to touch her ass, or cunt." MJ saw the grin on the Kingpin's face as he pulled MJ from his lap and turned her around so she could see the brown haired blind man as he used his right hand to casually throat fuck a ninja dressed stacked woman.

"I see. If you need help training her..." MJ watched in horror as the man whipped his left hand out and she saw a walking cane extend before it fell hard on the back of the ninja. MJ jerked back and yelped as she shut her eyes.

"No, I will train her myself. Training which apparently is needed. Take your whore and leave, but remember you only get to keep her as long as Peter stays in jail." MJ heard Fisk say as she felt her head turned.

MJ didn't even register it until she was crumpled on the ground, but Fisk was not pleased with her eyes closed and his fist told her as much when it landed on her solar plexus. She never heard Mr. Murdoch leave with his newly acquired payment as Fisk kicked her hard on every inch of her tight muscles. Not enough to break anything, but her body was covered in black and blue foot marks when she woke in pitch black. The mask was back, cock already back in her throat.

When she woke, she felt a hand near her head and soon heard, "If you want to close your eyes against my orders, you may as well keep them closed."

MJ didn't hear another word during her stay with Fisk, nor did she see another thing.

Her life consisted of his cock and his sperm and nothing else for the next thirty six hours.