"Who would've thought Agent 19 was such a BDSM-addicted slut?" I taunted, still thrusting deep.
"Look at you… dripping all over my cock while hanging like a helpless little toy."
I kept pounding her for a few more powerful strokes, savoring how her soaked pussy clenched around me every time the collar tightened around her throat.
Then I slowly pulled out, my cock glistening with her juices. Bobbi let out a muffled whine of protest into the gag, her eyes glassy with lust.
"Not yet, baby. I've got something else in mind."
I gripped her firm ass cheeks and spread them wide, exposing her tight little hole.
Without warning, I pressed the thick head of my cock against it and started pushing in. The stretch made her whole body tense, a sharp, muffled cry vibrating around the web gag as I forced my way past that tight ring of muscle.
"Relax," I growled, one hand sliding up to tug on the leash connected to her collar, forcing her to stay upright. "You're going to take every inch like a good girl."
I didn't rush.
I fed her my cock inch by inch, watching her eyes water and her body tremble in the restrictive web bondage.
The spreader bar kept her legs helplessly open, the supports under her arms kept her perfectly suspended for me. Every small struggle only pulled the collar tighter, turning her whimpers into desperate, choked moans.
Once I was buried to the hilt in her ass, I groaned at how tightly she gripped me. "Fuck… that's it. This ass was made for me."
I started thrusting.... slow and deep at first, then gradually harder.
The leash pulled with every snap of my hips, cutting off her air in short, intoxicating bursts. Her muffled screams grew louder, more frantic, but her pussy was dripping down her thighs, betraying just how much she loved being used this way.
I reached around and twisted her swollen nipples again, harder this time, while I fucked her ass with long, punishing strokes.
"That's right, moan for me," I whispered against her ear. "Scream into that gag while I wreck this tight hole. Everyone at SHIELD thinks you're such a professional agent… if only they knew you're really just my secret BDSM fucktoy."
Bobbi's entire body shuddered violently.
Tears of overwhelming pleasure streamed down her flushed cheeks, but she pushed back as much as her bonds would allow.... eagerly taking every thrust like the perfect little slut she was.
I rewarded her with a particularly hard slap across her ass, the sharp crack echoing through the empty warehouse.
Her muffled cry vibrated around the gag as her tight ring clenched even harder around my cock.
"Greedy girl," I growled, yanking the leash attached to her collar to pull her upright. The webbing tightened around her throat, cutting off her air as I drove deeper into her ass. "You love this, don't you? Being tied up, gagged, and fucked like a helpless fucktoy in the middle of nowhere."
I started fucking her harder, using the suspension webs to pull her body back onto my cock with every thrust. The spreader bar kept her legs spread obscenely wide, giving me complete access. Her body rocked helplessly in the intricate web harness, every movement making the collar choke her just a little more.
Bobbi's eyes rolled back, fresh tears spilling as she struggled for air between thrusts. Yet her pussy continued to drool shamelessly down her thighs, proving just how much her body craved the roughness.
I reached forward, grabbing a fistful of her blonde hair and pulling her head back while still pounding her ass. "That's it. Take it. This is what you get for being such a shameless BDSM addict."
Her walls fluttered wildly around me. I could feel her getting close. I didn't slow down. Instead, I spanked her again and again, alternating cheeks until her ass glowed red under my hand.
I leaned in closer, my voice low and rough against her ear. "Next time I'm taking you on a rooftop again… bent over the edge, gag in your mouth, while I fuck this tight ass where the whole city could see if they just looked up."
The filthy promise pushed her over the edge. Bobbi came hard, her entire body convulsing in the webs, muffled screams pouring out around the gag as her ass spasmed rhythmically around my cock.
The intense squeezing finally broke my control. With a deep groan, I buried myself to the hilt inside her and came hard, flooding her ass with thick, hot spurts.
I held her there for a long moment, leash still tight in my hand, letting her feel every pulse as I filled her. Only when I was completely spent did I slowly ease the pressure on her collar, allowing her to gasp desperately for air through her nose.
I stayed buried inside her, gently stroking her trembling back as she hung limply in the web restraints, wrecked and satisfied.
~~~~
After our little chat, we spent the next few hours lost in each other. I fucked her in every way her bound body would allow... hard, deep, and relentless....until the spider-webs finally began to dissolve from overuse.
By the end, Bobbi was a sweaty, trembling mess.
Gasp… Gasp… Gasp… Gasp…
I turned my head and saw her chest heaving, struggling to catch her breath as she lay sprawled on the makeshift bed of webbing I'd created in the center of the warehouse. Her body was covered in a light sheen of sweat, her thighs slick, and her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and satisfaction.
I let out a quiet sigh, then pushed myself up from the soft web mattress.
"Where… gasp… are you going?" she asked weakly, still trying to steady her breathing.
"Home," I replied, glancing back at her. "That bed will dissolve in about two hours. Plenty of time for you to recover." She gave a small, tired nod. I smirked behind my mask. "Next time I hope you have better stamina, Bobbi."
I leaned down, gently lifting the bottom half of my mask just enough to expose my lips. I captured hers in a deep, wet kiss. She moaned softly into my mouth, the sound tired but content.
After pulling away, I adjusted my mask back into place and stood up. As I walked toward the exit, I glanced over my shoulder one last time. Bobbi was still lying there, but she managed to lift her hand weakly and wave goodbye with a soft, satisfied smile on her flushed face.
"See you soon, baby."
~~~~~
Twip.
Swinging away, he headed toward one of the tunnels leading back to his home. Along the way, he stopped a few minor crimes, nothing particularly complicated. Throwing a web, he swung forward, ready to launch another, but strangely the web-shooter failed to fire. He quickly aimed at a nearby wall, but that did not work either, making his eyes widen.
He began to fall.
Turning over, he looked down at the ground rushing toward him.
But just before he hit the pavement, a vortex opened beneath him, one he knew all too well.
"Fuck YOUUUU"
Plop.