Black Cat/Felicia Hardy Vs. Spiderman/Peter Parker
By DiavoloM

Spiderman came zipping out from between two large skyscrapers, swinging his way through the Manhattan skyline heading toward midtown. I hope my hunch is right, he thought as he quickly touched down on a nearby rooftop only to spring off it twenty feet in the air. He zipped a web out and pulled himself up on the highest building he could find in the vicinity and peered out onto the landscape in front of him. The building that housed the vault of newly found black diamonds was in front of him, and he could see a small figure in black slowly making her way over to the main electrical panel in the center of the roof. I knew it, why do things like this happen to me, my life is never easy, Peter Parker thought to himself.

About a week ago he was returning from one of his classes then a quick patrol before making his way back to his small Manhattan apartment. As he swung in his small apartment’s window he found his girlfriend, Mary Jane, crying on the couch. Her shirt was ripped completely down the middle; it would have displayed her large naked breasts if she hadn’t been holding the ripped T-shirt back together. Peter was shocked and asked what happened. Mary Jane started to explain sobbingly. Black Cat had snuck in while she was studying and grabbed her saying, “Spiderman is going to be with me, I can’t take how he’s with someone as weak as you.” She then looked deep in her eyes and used one of her claws to slowly rip Mary Jane’s T-shirt down the center, opening it revealing her huge milky white breasts. She then ran one of her clawed fingers around her captured prey’s right nipple gently. “If you can’t stop this, then imagine what else you can’t stop”, Black Cat said over the ripping of the material. Then, before Mary Jane knew it, the black clothed intruder was gone in the blink of an eye. Spiderman was furious, and was looking for her ever since. He thought it odd he couldn’t find her; since he figured after an act like that Black Cat would be looking for him. Felicia never backed down from a confrontation, Peter thought. After a few days though, he heard about the black diamond display and knew what she was up to. Jay Jonah Jameson had pulled him into his office and was told at a high volume from his extremely vocal boss that he should get over to the unveiling of a never before seen earthly treasure, a group of five black diamonds, and take pictures of the front page news. He had gotten ready for three days now, and was beyond angry. Mary Jane warned him not to confront her angry, as it’s hard for him to control his powers when he’s too emotional, but Peter didn’t listen. I’m Spiderman; I’m not worrying about that. Then when he saw his female advisory on the rooftop of the exhibit building, he knew this was his moment to get revenge.

Spiderman swung in behind Black Cat and landed softly behind her yelling, “Black Cat!” The figure clad in tight black spandex whipped her body around quickly. Spiderman breathed in sharply, he could never get over how amazing she looked. She was the same height as Spiderman, 5’10” and in perfect shape. You could see every muscle was toned under her skin tight black outfit. Her white hair was full and somewhat long, reaching down to just above the middle of her back. Everything that was covered on her body was black, from her high heeled boots to her one piece outfit, to the black mask that covered just a portion of her face around her deep green eyes in the shape of two black diamonds. However, it was what wasn’t covered that drew the most attention. The center of her black spandex outfit was completely open like someone had unzipped the front of it down to the middle of her stomach. Her large, full breasts were exposed directly in the center, from the inside of each barely covered nipple to the breast bone. The outfit made a perfect “V” shaped down the middle of her body also showing off small portion of her toned abs. She had a nice round ass that sat above two toned and defined long legs that were accentuated by the seven inch high heeled boots she wore. “Like the view?”, Black Cat asked as she could feel Spiderman’s eyes taking in the voluptuous figure in front of him. Spiderman snapped out of it and said, “I definitely don’t like the view in front of me right now, Black Cat.” He was lying, even in all his anger at that moment he had to give credit to the perfect body in front of him. “You sure about that, Spidey? You seemed to look a little long at all this”, Black Cat said as she ran one of her clawed fingers gently down the center of her exposed, soft skin. Spiderman reminded himself quickly of why he was there and spoke up loudly. “I found Mary Jane crying on the couch with her shirt ripped in half about a week ago, and she said YOU had done it!” Spiderman yelled loudly, but still kept his distance. Black Cat looked like she was just an in shape beach babe, but he knew her agility and strength were just about if not exactly equal to his. “Watch your tone, Spiderman. I don’t want to have to mop the floor with you on this roof before I rob this place.” Felicia said half serious, half seductive as she said it, her green eyes staring down her red and blue clad obsession. “Why?! Why would you do that to an innocent person, especially to Mary Jane?!” Spiderman’s emotions were getting the better of him, and Black Cat’s full, pouty lips curling up to a smile as he yelled didn’t help. “You find this funny?!” Yelled Spiderman now at the top of his lungs. “Calm down Spidey”, the dark clad vixen said, still with the evil smile on her face, “I don’t find any of it funny. Here you are, a man gifted with all these great powers, and you’re with someone so…ordinary. You deserve to be with your equal, someone like…me.” Spiderman almost couldn’t process everything he was hearing. “So you went to my home, broke in, and terrorized the woman I love in order to win me over?” Spiderman said the words almost not believing they were coming out of his mouth. “I shouldn’t have to ‘win you over’, Spidey, but if that’s what it takes, that’s what I’ll do,” said Felicia, her green eyes felt like they were looking right through Peter’s mask, directly into his eyes. “You’ve lost it, and you’ve definitely lost me,” said a perplexed Peter. “Oh, I haven’t lost anything, but Mary Jane’s about to.” Said Black Cat. “You leave her out of this!” Exclaimed Peter. “That’s what I’m going to do. You want me to win you over, then that’s what I’ll do. We fight it out right here, a big match between Black Cat and the Amazing Spiderman. The champion has to be a clear winner over the other, one has to stand and the other has to be fallen and beaten. And of course to the victor goes the spoils. If you win, you get to have anything you want”, said Felicia as she put her hands over head and shook her massive chest a little while shaking her round, toned ass, “and if I win, you dump that weak bitch, Mary Jane and become mine. Oh and since I have to exchange blows and dirty up my perfect costume, you have to be my slave in our new relationship.” Peter almost couldn’t comprehend what was going on. He had dreamed many times of having Felicia, but then again who wouldn’t with a body and face like that, but to get it like this, it was not quite real. “How about you forget all that nonsense and just stay away from my girl,” he responded. “Oh no, you’re not getting out of it that easy. You swung in here looking for a fight, and now you have one, one with higher stakes. Never bite off more than you can chew, Spidey, especially when dealing with such a dangerous pussy like me,” Black Cat said seductively with her hands on her hips. “You really want to go through with this”, said Spiderman, now getting into a ready fighting stance. “I really want to, and you have to now, or I’ll come back week after week, how did you put it, oh yeah, terrorizing that skinny bitch you’re so madly in love with,” Felicia shot back, now also in a fighting stance. “That’s it, I’m going to make quick work of you,” said Peter and lunged at Black Cat. “I don’t make anything quick, Spidey,” she said as she side stepped her attacking foe. The two of them now standing close to each other, almost face to face.

Black Cat swung the heel of her right boot at Spiderman’s head, but it was dodged and retaliated with Spiderman’s closed fist aiming for Felicia’s midsection. She quickly jumped back, making the red gloved fist miss its target, but just barely. “You’re going to have to do better than that,” Black Cat said laughing. That was too close, better find something to wear him down, she thought to herself. Spiderman zipped a web line at her, but Black Cat used her own zipline and grappled it onto a nearby antenna and swung toward Spiderman. Spiderman’s spidey sense immediately went off. He back flipped and Black Cat’s pointy black heel just missed his chest. Wow, that was too close for comfort, Spiderman thought; I almost forgot that she has her own form of webbing with that zipline she keeps handy. “You better thank that spidey sense of yours, or my heel would have made short work of one of your ribs,” said Felicia. “You worry about yourself, and the recovery time you’re going to need after this fight,” Spiderman retorted quickly with fury in his voice. I’ve never seen him this mad, it’s going to make beating him that much easier, especially if he keeps it up, thought Black Cat to herself, and the victory that much more fun. She smiled and dodged another quick fist by her adversary, but failed to anticipate the air assault that followed. Spiderman did a quick front flip landing his right foot directly on the bare flesh on the center of Black Cat’s chest between her two massive breasts. She flew to the ground only to feel webbing hit her stomach and be pulled back up. Spiderman’s knee was there to greet her. It connected with her lower abdomen, right below her belly button. Black Cat let out a loud “oomph”, and hardly felt Spiderman grab her by her shoulders, spin around and throw her towards the center of the roof. Black Cat hit the ground hard and slid a few feet before coming to a stop. She came around quickly and knew she had to get to her feet fast. She somersaulted backwards, landed her feet, sprung backwards again, this time in a back flip, and stood up in a ready stance. Spiderman came down right where she was laying with both feet, which would have landed directly on her. Man, I’m glad I dodged that, she thought, as she tried not to show her foe the throbbing pain in her chest and stomach. “You’re going to have to be faster than that if you’re going to beat me,” she said. “Said the woman whose costume is a little dirtier now,” said Spiderman, noticing the dust marks from where she slid on her side. “Well, you’re all worked up, that’s good, I wonder if your blood rises this much around your red headed bitch of a girlfriend,” shot back Felicia. Have to keep those emotions high, she thought, and still have to figure out a way to slow him down, my strength can beat him, but it has to catch him first. They leapt towards each other, Spiderman with everything he had, but with little control. The black and red figures collided with each other in midair, both getting a blow in. Black Cat landed one of her sharp claws on Spiderman’s right shoulder, tearing his costume a little, and Spiderman planting hard left fist that was meant for her ribs, but hit Black Cat’s right tit instead. They both came down in pain, holding their respective injuries, Spiderman rubbing his shoulder, and Black Cat gently massaging her massive right breast. “I didn’t know you could fight dirty, Spiderman,” Black Cat said as she looked at Peter with a sensual look. “Well you don’t exactly hide them, and they are an easy target,” he said, Peter not wanting Felicia to know it was an accident. “Well they are big targets,” Felicia said as she cupped both of the huge mammories from underneath, moving her hands slowly up and down the sides. That’s it; keep on throwing him off his game, she thought. It worked as Peter kept on being tossed around in his head from anger about Mary Jane, to wanting this voluptuous, teasing woman in front of him. They stormed towards each other and the battle resumed. Neither side was pulling punches now. Felicia sent a hard right hook, but Spiderman ducked and came up with and uppercut, again to his black spandex clad enemy’s abdomen. Her stomach still feels firm and strong even after the beating I’ve been giving her, she must have abs of rock, thought Spiderman. Black Cat sent out small breath of pain, but didn’t slow down. “You’re going to have to hit harder than that if you want to hurt me, Spiderman,” Felicia said, mocking him. She retaliated quickly with a double fist over hand blow that came down on Spiderman’s back. The white gloved hands landed hard on Peter’s upper spine. He had to have felt that one, she thought. He did, and immediately went down to one knee. He put his hands up, expecting another attack from her upper body, but it was her lower body he should have been worried about. Before he knew it a knee covered in tight black material came flying up, hitting him in the center of his face. Spiderman flew back and landed on his side, momentarily dazed. “Who’s on the ground now, Spiderman?” Black Cat saying this as she quickly jumped forward looking down at the stunned man. Spiderman’s spidey sense went off, again just in time and jumped backwards to this feet. The two said nothing and went for each other. Spiderman sent two web balls at his offensive opponent, she dodged one, but the other hit her left shoulder, knocking her off balance. That’s all Spiderman needed as he spun a web and came swinging in on it, landing both of his feet on Black Cat’s upper chest, just below her throat. She felt the air rush from her lungs as she flew towards the edge of the building, barely getting her zipline out and catching it on a close by flag pole, swinging herself back up on the roof. “You’re lucky you have those webs, Spidey!” Yelled Felicia as she swung angrily back on the rooftop. “I could say the same about your zipline,” said Spiderman just as he swung in on another web, let go flying himself forward making his body collide with his enemy’s. Felicia felt the impact in her side and let out a quick yell of pain as she was being knocked off balance, her hand involuntarily letting go of her zipline and they both fell to the ground. Spiderman hit the rooftop and rolled, while Black Cat wasn’t so graceful. Her back hit the ground hard and she tumbled a bit before coming to a stop. Her mind was fuzzy and she saw red figure standing over her. Suddenly she felt bound to the rooftop by her left hand, then her right. She kicked with her legs, but they also followed suit feeling stuck to the ground, Felicia unable to move any limb of her body. Spiderman had webbed her hands and feet to the rough surface of the building’s roof. Felicia was in trouble now, and she knew it. Spiderman looked down at Black Cat and said, “Looks like I’m the winner here. Give up so we can all go home.” “Considering I’m just tied up and not beaten, I’d say you definitely haven’t won yet. Unless you’re not man enough to finish the job,” said Felicia. She then felt Spiderman’s foot on her stomach pressing down, and with each passing second he pressed harder and harder. “Give up!” Yelled an impatient Spiderman. Felicia thought fast as she tensed her stomach muscles as hard as she could, knowing she was in trouble. She said quickly, “I bet you can’t wait to have this perfect body,” as her arms and legs were spread apart from her body. “I don’t want any part of you,” said Spiderman lying. “You sure?” Asked Felicia as she wiggled her captured body. Spiderman was pressing down the heel of his boot hard on Felicia’s stomach now, and he could still feel the tensed abs. “You’re going to have to something else if you want to hurt my toned body, but then again you’re probably used to Mary Jane’s soft, weak ass,” said Black Cat, taunting him trying to make his anger get the best of him. She wiggled her body again making her large chest shake a little. Spiderman knelt down on her stomach now, put his left hand on the center of her chest to steady himself and reeled back his right hand for a hard punch. As his fist came down, Black Cat had just got her right hand free; she had been using her claws to cut through the sticky webbing which is why she was trying to stall him with her “assets”. Spiderman saw her right hand claw through the material out of the corner of his eye just as he was about to hit her and tried to stop, but it was too late. Black Cat knocked the fist away and grabbed the back of Spiderman’s head. She pulled him down and the last thing he saw before being thrust into darkness was Black Cat’s large right tit. She was buy herself time the whole time she was talking, thought Spiderman as he fought with flailing arms to get his face out of the embarrassing hold. As his face was being forced into the large mound of flesh, he gave up the thought quickly though as he couldn’t breathe in the large mound of flesh. “Looks like even my tits can beat you, Spiderman,” said a ridiculing Felicia, “but then again, they are probably too big for anyone to handle.” She wasn’t wrong. Just her right breast was enough to bury her opponent’s face. As he fought her off, trying to get some air, Black Cat got her other hand free and quickly reached down cutting the webbing from both her ankles. She now had two arms wrapped around Spiderman’s head pushing it deeper into her large mammory, the soft flesh pushing out the sides as she felt him struggle. Spiderman sent a fist into Black Cat’s rib and she let out an “oomph”. He repeated this as he felt her body wince in pain, Black Cat then sent her right knee up as hard as she could, connecting right between Peter’s legs. Her knee hit Spiderman’s manhood hard, sending him over her head and stumbling before coming to a stop. They were both slow getting up and took their time getting recomposed. Felicia was a little quicker as the ache between Peter’s legs was almost unbearable. “I guess these are too much for you, huh, Spiderman?” Said Black Cat and they both went for each other yet again, Peter much more slowly. They wrestled with each other, but the sensuous attacker got the upper hand. She snaked her strong legs around Spiderman’s upper body just under his arms and flipped them both on their stomachs. She then grabbed both his wrists. There was Spiderman on his knees bent over like a dog, Felicia also on her knees her legs holding up his upper body as she held onto his wrists. The hold made his face inches from Black Cat’s plump round bottom. She looked back and said, “You like the view back there? Here, I’ll let you have a closer look.” Black Cat then squeezed with her legs hard against Peter’s ribs and pulled his wrists. Peter’s body had no choice but to move forward, pressing Spiderman’s head into Felicia’s waiting ass. Spiderman’s muffled yells were all you could here as his air to his body was being cut off yet again. “Now just my ass is beating you, Spidey, how humiliating. I guess this body is too much for the city’s famous web slinger. Let’s see it pound you a little,” she said. She then tensed her glutes and pulled Spiderman’s wrists hard bashing his face in the toned ass. It felt like his face was being smashed against a body bag, it was hard and soft at the same time. She did this three more times snapping his head back each time. “This is fun! You can surrender to just my ass, man you are pathetic. I knew you wouldn’t be much of a fight. How about you give my ass a little kiss and I’ll let you go?” Felicia asked this and pushed his face back deep into her ass cutting off his oxygen again and then let up a little, letting his face pull out of the round cheeks again. Peter resisted, and just as he gulped in a large breath of much need air, he was forced back into the round spandex covered bottom. Muffled yells were heard again, this time even less audible as he was pushed even deeper between Felicia’s cheeks. “C’mon, Spidey, just a little kiss and I’ll stop,” she said and then she felt a sharp pain almost immediately after she finished her sentence on her left ass cheek. Peter had done the only thing he could at the moment to get out of the move; he opened his mouth and bit down as hard as he could through his mask. Black Cat instantaneously loosened up the hold and Spiderman kicked forward. They both tumbled, landing about five feet from each other. Black Cat shot up in a standing position and rubbed her cheek saying, “You dirty bitch! That’s all you are, huh, a dirty bitch of a fighter!” Peter said nothing, a little ashamed of himself, as he slowly got to his feet regaining some air into his body. As he got to his feet they both stared at each with an intense look before going after each other again. At first each opponent was throwing and missing or barely hitting their intended targets, but that soon changed. Black Cat caught her rival with a hook kick to the ribs, only to be followed by her receiving a fist to her lower right side, just below her ribs. The blows went back and forth until Black Cat slashed Spiderman across his chest momentarily stunning him, giving her enough time to send a reverse side kick to Spiderman’s ribs, the pointy heel hitting one rib directly, causing an involuntary yell from the web slinger. He jumped back holding the injured rib, hoping it wasn’t broken. Finally managed to cause some real pain on him, thought Black Cat, as her own midsection was beginning to really ache now. Can’t slow down now that he’s like this; let’s see if I can take some of the speed out of him though, as her wicked thoughts continued to pass through her mind. She fixed her ruffled suit, slowly putting her hand under the left portion, rubbing her tit a little. The show was meant to distract her opponent even more, and it worked. Spiderman’s rib was causing him pain, but in that moment he couldn’t help but take a peek at what was going on in front of him. “I know you want this, Spiderman, just give up and this can all be yours, “ Black Cat said as she moved her hand from her tit, keeping it under her costume, and slithered her hand lower and lower till it reached directly down the front of her suit. Her hand could be seen snaking its way all the way down to just below her waste. She kept it there for a moment and rubbed a little, as she felt her enemy’s eyes watch through their mirrored coverings the sight in front of him. “You want more? All you have to do is give in,” she said as she took her hand out from under suit and ran her fingers across her full lips and then her tongue across her lips. Spiderman then snapped out of it. Keep toying with his mind, it’ll pay off, she said to herself. Peter definitely felt confused with the mixture of pain and sexual excitement both coursing through his body. He then saw the sexy woman in black get in a fight stance again, and he followed suit. Black Cat saw the red suited hero zip two webs past her, barely missing her, but sticking to the ground behind her. The next moment she saw he had used these as two elastic bands, propelling him forward at a great speed, and she ducked bringing up a knee as fast as she could. The two smash together, both being hit with an attack. Spiderman’s chest got hit with the advancing knee and Black Cat with a fist to her right side, smashing her ribs. They both tumbled and both got to their feet exchanging blows once again. Spiderman brought a hand up, pushing Felicia in the air, then catching a web over her large chest, pulling her back meeting her with an uppercut under her chin snapping her head back. She felt a trickle of blood inside her mouth, but for some reason her adrenaline kicked in and she spun around hitting Spiderman with an elbow. The bone of the elbow hit him directly in his temple, an almost accidental, but fortunate landing by Black Cat. She saw him go for a weak follow up and saw her chance to use the strongest part of her body. Felicia lifted right leg, twisted her body and landed the hardest kick she could muster on the left side of Spiderman’s head. Peter’s head flew to the side, looking like it was going to fly right off his neck, while the rest of his body was swiftly forced to the side as well, his back hitting hard on the electrical box on the rooftop. If the box hadn’t been there, he probably would have flown right off the building. Spiderman was stunned for the moment; he started to come around and put his arms weakly in front of his body in defense. Unfortunately, Black Cat was too fast and had too much time to set up her next move. She took advantage of her momentarily weakened opponent by sending her zipline behind Spiderman and using it as a slingshot, like he had done to her before. Her attack was much harder. She lifted her knee and landed it square in the center of Spiderman’s chest. Every ounce of air was rushed out of the web slinger’s lungs as his body was forced back yet again, crumpling the metal box of wires behind him. Spiderman fell to his knees hunched over, both arms over his chest in pain as he gasped for breath. “Wow, that was a tough hit, even for New York’s hero to take, you ok, my soon to be little slave?” Black Cat said standing over him. Good, maybe I’ve finally taken some of that speed out of him, she thought. Peter didn’t even hear Felicia’s words; he just concentrated on getting the wind back in him, his body almost convulsing at it was unable to get oxygen. Black Cat wasted no time and lunged down at him, Peter threw a quick hook, which hit Black Cat’s thigh before she could attack, making her wince slightly in pain, but not enough to slow her down. Man her thigh felt harder than her abs did, how strong is this girl, he thought as he got his first swallow of air. But before Peter could think anymore he felt another punch to his upper back, like the one before, and then followed up by a vicious knee right under his chin. Peter’s head explosively shot back and his whole body came up from the strike. Yet again it hit the electrical box behind him, but since some of the wires were exposed from the last time he was smashed against the metal casing, it made contact with him. The quick shock sent thousands of volts of pain through his body then it quickly threw him back on the ground. Peter’s mind was in a state of darkness as he heard Black Cat’s low seductive voice say, “Did that hurt, well I think I just found something to play with.” Black Cat was smiling ear to ear now as she nonchalantly wiped a small trickle of blood that ran from the corner of her mouth, down to her chin and stood with a wicked look over her downed enemy. I think I found something to slow him down for good, she thought as she was surprised at the amount of voltage that just went through her opponent’s body. Black Cat whipped her zipline around the smashed electrical box and caught it, holding one end in each hand. She then put her left foot under Peter, pressing the point of her heeled boot into his stomach bringing him to a barely standing position. Felicia spread her arms quickly crossing her zipline across Spiderman’s chest. The cobwebs in Peter’s head just started to clear and he swatted at Black Cat’s boot, knocking it away and grabbed Black Cat’s suit, but it was too late. Peter felt the thick line press against his chest as Felicia put her boot back on the ground firmly and watched as the electrical current once again ran through his body. She felt her suit get a little loose and looked down to give her arms a rest, Spiderman held up only by the pressure of the zipline, his body thankful the electrical pain stopped. Black Cat noticed that when Spiderman grabbed at her suit he had ripped it slightly, and the outstretching of her arms to tighten the zipline had made the rip even bigger, opening it up down the center a little more down to her belly button. “Look what you did, you weak coward! You ripped by suit, but maybe you just want to see more of me. Well that’s fine with me!” She exclaimed and outstretched her arms as far as she could, tightening the line, pushing Peter Parker’s body against the wire filled metal box. Spiderman’s body was trapped and shaking uncontrollably from current going through his body. Black Cat’s suit ripped open even more down the center of her body, all the way down to deep below her belly button. The suit barely held in her huge tits from large tear. Black Cat let up her grip for a second to rest and said, “You would enjoy the view of my suit being almost torn in two if you weren’t getting your ass kicked. Here you can at least feel what you’re missing.” She then leaned forward and placed her chest on Spiderman’s head, the massive breasts almost completely engulfing his head as it was put between them. She then kept her hold on the zipline in each hand and used her elbows and upper arms to clap the colossal bulges from her chest against Spiderman’s head in humiliation. The clap got louder and louder as Black Cat laughed. She did this a few more times, but then pulled back and the muscles in her toned arms flexed once again in the tight black suit as they spread out yet again forcing Spiderman back for more punishment. She finally let go after several more painful minutes of going back and forth, holding her opponent and letting go, then doing it all over. Peter’s body slumped to the ground, smoking.

“Well, that must have been a ‘shocking’ experience for my little slave, huh?” She asked triumphantly, standing over her downed foe with her hands on her hips. Peter just moaned softly and moved his arms a little. “I’m going to have so much fun with you as my slave, and wait till you see what I have in store for your girlfr-, I’m sorry, your ex-girlfriend now.” She laughed hard and bent over at her hips, the position and the rip down the middle of her suit showed even more of her perfect full breasts. “Look up at me,” she said as she put her pointer finger under Spiderman’s chin and lifted up so he was looking at her. “You going to say you lost,” she said, then paused looking down at her own revealing outfit, her tits ready to pop out, “or are you still distracted with my, um,” she shook her chest a little, “perfect twins.” An onlooker would have been amazed that they were even still covered at this point. It looked like a stiff wind could blow her costume open and display her naked breasts. She went to grab at him, and Peter used all the little strength he had left and grabbed Black Cat’s ankle. The move surprised her and she felt his hand tighten down and pull hard. Her leg kicked straight out, bringing her down in almost a complete split. Black Cat’s amazing flexibility made the meager attack frivolous though. “Well that didn’t accomplish much did it, spidey?” She said as she sat in a perfect split like she could sit like that all day, and probably could. She laughed at him, throwing her head back and then felt Spiderman’s other arm fly forward and catch her in her left tit. She yelled in pain and she stumbled back. She was shocked at her challenger’s resolve to beat her, he has more determination than any other man I’ve ever met attacking after the beating and all the voltage his body had received, she thought. Black Cat looked up, her focus was on the pain in her left tit, and saw a web ball flying at her. The black suited thief leapt into the air to dodge it, looking for another behind it. There was and she spun midair and landed right in front of Spiderman, who was on his knees now. Very determined, but also very predictable, she thought. Spiderman rolled to the side and as he got up he spun a web to swing himself out of danger, but unfortunately he wasn’t quick enough this time. Peter’s web caught onto to something, but as he went to swing away to safety, Black Cat came swinging in on her own line kicking him suddenly back to the ground by his already painful chest. His spidey sense was not longer there as his mind was focused too much on the pain in his body. He landed hard as he let go of the spun web and there was no way he could see the boot on Felicia’s right foot come straight for his face. The kick landed perfectly on Peter’s cheek so hard that it ripped part of his costume covering that part of his face. Black Cat followed that up with a left hook to the other side of Peter’s face. Peter’s head snapped left, then right as another hard hit from the tightly closed fist of Black Cat came crashing in, and he rolled several feet until finally he stopped, motionless except for his arms moving slowly to the throbbing pain on his face. A small trickle of blood could be seen coming from the corner of his mouth. “Spidey sense not too sharp now, huh, Spidey? I guess I beat that out of you too, along with some blood and your manhood,” said Black Cat smiling her evil smile.

Peter scarcely felt both of Black Cat’s hands on his right elbow keeping it still. Black Cat lifted her left foot and kicked it down as hard as she could making the point of her boot come down hard on his wrist, smashing his web slinger. The strike from the point of the boot also felt like it broke a bone in his wrist, making this entire hand on that arm useless. “Those things save your ass too often just like that spidey sense of yours. So I figure if I can break you enough to get that out of you, I can break those ridiculous web shooters as well,” said Felicia smiling ear to ear again, looking down yet again at her rival. Spiderman felt the pressure lift off his wrist and the two hands on his elbow lift his listless body in the air. Onlookers on adjacent buildings were just now starting to see the action that was going on. “Hey sexy! Give that weirdo hell!” Yelled a construction worker. “Wow, I have fans now, and you know I can’t disappoint fans,” said Black Cat, whispering in her limp challenger’s ear. “I bet your Mary Jane could never put you in this position”, she said and she then brought up her toned right leg kicking him hard in his midsection. She brought the leg up again, this time landing her shin across his abdomen, then followed suit three more times, each time the muscular leg in black tights swinging itself up at an almost blinding speed. As the blow hit, Spiderman’s’ body shook form the impact. Black Cat then switched to kneeing her opponent, over and over. Her foot would come down, quickly touch the ground, bend, come back up and slam the all but beaten hero all over his midsection. The blows were blinding fast as they came up hitting him all over, lower stomach, chest, diaphragm, ribs, and kidneys were all being battered. “There,” said Felicia, out of breath, “that’s for punishing my stomach earlier, and I even got to do it in front of an audience. You had enough?” Peter didn’t answer as body couldn’t even process the rapid beating it just sustained, he just moaned. “I’ll take that as a yes,” said Black Cat smirking, “but next time answer me louder.” The sight must have been something to onlookers. There was Black Cat lifting up Spiderman off his feet, dangling him in midair, by his right arm, her costume almost torn completely open, and other than a little dirt on her black costume and a red mark on her upper chest, she looked magnificent. Spiderman on the other hand, didn’t look so amazing. His costume was torn completely open on the back showing a large red burn mark from the electrocution his body had been given earlier, and his mask was torn up as well. There were also tiny stress slits in his stomach area as well from the punishment it had undergone. She then let go with one of her hands and sent her sharp claws across his face, leaving four claw marks on the left side of Peter’s face, ripping his mask on that side as well. She slowly slid her hand down his chest, to his stomach and under his tight spandex pants. “Let’s give a yell for my crowd, shall we?” Black Cat then squeezed Peter’s balls in her hand hard forcing a scream of pain from Spiderman. “That’s good,” she said, “I think that’s enough embarrassment…for now at least.” She grabbed him by his tattered spandex top and threw him diagonally across the roof. His top ripped in her hand as she threw him and she laughed as she said, “Whoops, I didn’t mean to beat you so hard that your clothes would come off, but I can’t say I’m sorry about it either.” Spiderman landed hard and was motionless. Black Cat walked over slowly to the barely conscious Spiderman, and stood with her hands over head in a victory pose, one leg on top of Spiderman’s chest showing her dominance. Some people booed, but most cheered. “Well, I guess I won without a doubt. I mean look at you, you look terrible,” she said smiling that large of hers and again shaking her body, her tits not really confined by the no longer tight suit swayed in large swings back and forth. She was right; the web slinger looked terrible from the beating at the hands of the voluptuous attacker clad in black. “So I want to hear you say it, say I won and you’re dumping that bitch, Mary Jane,” Felicia said, this time with no smile, just a serious, intense look on her face. “Come on say it, so we can go back and have fun with that red headed slut,” but the only response she got from her devastated foe was a slow retort, “You….stay…away from….Mary..Jane..you bitch.” Peter slowly reached forward and grasped at the open part of Black Cat’s costume near the center of her toned stomach and he feebly attempted to attack, but his hand was easily knocked away. As it did, though, it quickly peeled back Black Cat’s costume, flashing her right tit quickly, before Peter let go and the costume snapped back to its original position. “Oh is that what you want?” Felicia asked coyly to her weakened foe. Spiderman didn’t answer, he just slowly shook his head no as he was barely able to stand. “No? Well then you must want more of my punishment, maybe I can do it from other parts of my body you haven’t seen yet,” she said, “but for that, I think we should go to somewhere a little more private. Oh, and by the way, I never wanted those stupid diamonds. I just knew you’d look for me here, and I have a special, secluded spot to for us to have some more ‘fun’ together.” She roughly picked the lying man up in her arm by his waste and squeezed her arm tightly. He let out a loud “ooof” as Black Cat sent out her zipline taking off into the air and the both of them flew over the edge of the building. Black Cat held onto Spiderman with one arm and sent out her zipline again with the other, swinging swiftly through the air. All of a sudden Spiderman felt weightless as Black Cat let go of him and let his momentum fly through the air, through an open window in an abandoned building. Spiderman hit the wooden floor of the large open space with great force, bouncing twice before sliding and coming to a stop. He had a large rip now in his costume on his right thigh. Black Cat came swinging through the open window almost like a goddess and landed softly on the ground. “Not exactly five star, but it will definitely due, for what’s in store for you, Spidey, “ she said as she looked around. Spiderman’s last thought before sinking into unconsciousness was, she set this whole thing up. The mixed feelings of fear, surprise and dread of what was to come slowly went away as his slipped into darkness. The floor they landed on hadn’t been used in years, it was large, about hundred feet by seventy five and dusty. There were random crates and pulleys with ropes and old newspaper thrown about. “Hey! Wake up you pathetic excuse for a hero!” Black Cat yelled as she bent over and slapped her lifeless prey. Spiderman came to slowly. “Hope you like the place, it’s big enough for me to have some fun with you, and the best part is, it’s abandoned, has been for years, so I have all the time in world to fuck you up even more. So yell all you want, no one can hear you and no one will come and rescue you from me using my body to dominate yours in every way possible,” said Black Cat in a sinful voice seething with anger and an impatient crave from the pleasure she was going to take in punishing her woozy opponent. Spiderman had gotten up to his hand and knees as he looked up and his eyes started to focus again. As the dust settled from this previous hard landing, he saw Felicia with a serious, determined look on her face walk very slowly over to him swinging her hips deliberately, in an almost dominant fashion. She knew the balance of the fight was well in her favor now, and enjoyed every minute of her hard earned victory. “Now the real fun starts…as does the real pain, my little Spidey bitch,” said Black Cat with a look of seriousness on her face and she reached down for him.

Spiderman’s head was fuzzy as he felt his mask being slowly lifted off , he looked up slowly to see Black Cat holding it in her right hand, dangling it in front of him in her white gloved claws. She saw her downed challenger reach up feebly at the tattered clothe that was one his mask, and she teased him with it for a minute before tossing it away. She bent over and grabbed him roughly by the hair bringing her pouty lips right next to his ear as he saw his mask fall to the ground behind her and heard her whisper, “Since you won’t give up, I’m going to have to humiliate to a point which the mere memory of this will make you shudder as a little of your pride was taken on this day. Now, to prove to you who the clear winner is here.” Peter reached up and grabbed at anything he could in his frail way to fight back. His hand found Black Cat’s full hair and he pulled. “OW!” She screamed, and said, “You want to fight like a bitch, I’ll treat you like one!” She dug her sharp claws deep in Spiderman’s right side by his waste and scratched as hard as she could back, all the way to his arm. Spiderman instantly let go of the full head of white hair and screamed in pain. He looked down at the four cuts on his side, they were deep and each one was eight to ten inches long. Black Cat looked down at her bloodied claw and wiped the mess off on Peter’s body. “You see how you get punished when you don’t obey me! I was holding back earlier, but now since you’re so stubborn and I know I have you, you get me, every ounce of me. Now get up,” exclaimed Felicia. Spiderman’s only focus was on the pain coming from his fresh wounds on his side. “You don’t want to get up? Fine, I’ll make you get up. Black Cat took her zipline and flung it out. The strong line whipped out and wrapped itself around Peter’s neck, she then looped it up on an overhead steel beam. She pulled on the line, using it like a pulley, pulling Spiderman by his neck to his feet. As his body straightened out, Peter didn’t know which was worse, the strangling effect the zipline had on his neck or the excruciating pain from his clawed side as the wounds opened up slightly from him being forced to stand. Peter moaned in pain as Black Cat pulled down hard on her zipline, forcing Spiderman even higher in the air, his hands grabbing at the restriction around his neck. Felicia held the line in one hand and sent hard round house kick to Spiderman’s inner left thigh muscle, then wound up and did it again. This happened so many times that Peter lost count, and only when his devastating foe decided to switch to his other thigh did he have a break in the beating. He would have yelled in pain if his lungs were getting more oxygen to them. She then took a small step back, turned around, twisted her body and looked over her shoulder at Peter and gave him an evil smile. Peter didn’t know what was coming next, but he wanted to scream at the top of his lungs that he gave up, but the constricting force around his neck was too much for him to say anything. Black Cat then lifted her left leg and swung it high in the air, showing off her flexibility, while twisting around quickly, then she brought her leg straight down, the heel of her boot hitting the outside of Peter’s right thigh. As soon as the heel made contact with the muscle on Peter’s leg his strained voice got as loud as it could as the force from the impact sent a rippling effect through his body, his brain almost couldn’t comprehend the pain. Black Cat wasted no time however and turned back around, this time looking over her other shoulder, Peter’s face was pure terror. She saw the look on his face and said nothing, just looked into his eyes for half a second and did the move again, this time on his other thigh. Peter thought for sure his femurs were broken in both legs, but they weren’t, even Felicia was surprised there were no broken bones. “I don’t think you’ll be jumping around anytime soon,” said Black Cat, at this point she knew she was in absolute control, complete supremacy. Even if he did manage to get free, he wasn’t going anywhere, she thought. Felicia then pulled even harder on the zipline, sending Peter even higher into the air till his midsection was at his merciless enemy’s eye level. She tied off the zipline and Peter could reach up with one hand, barely grabbing the beam above that the line was looped over. He could pull himself up just enough and long enough to grab in some air and release the tension on his neck before the pain in his side was too much and he had to let go. Black Cat furiously walked back to her struggling foe that looked like a caught fish on a dock hanging on display for all to see. She sent a hard punch to Spiderman’s already beaten abdomen. She noticed he was so beaten at this point that he couldn’t even tense his muscles to brace for the impact. “This feels like jello now, Spiderman, I’m sorry, did I beat you too much for one day? Next time I’ll have to space out the beatings since you can’t handle of them from me at one time,” she said as she sent another hard straight punch to the soft flesh. Peter was scraping at the beam above, trying to focus on the seconds between the punches. She then let up and looked at the bruised and battered stomach and rubbed it gently with her right hand. There was barely an inch on it that didn’t have a black and blue mark or a large red mark on it somewhere. “That feels and looks like I’ve done enough to it for now, what else can I destroy on you,” she said as she let her hand travel down her captured foe’s stomach and over his crotch. “Mmmm, this seems good,” she said and dug her claws into the material, ripping away the area that covered Spiderman’s manhood. His dick fell out in full display for Felicia. “Very nice, Spidey,” she said as she grabbed the large member and put it slowly in her mouth, passing her full lips over. She took her time pulling the dick in and out of her mouth, her lips moving over the soft skin while her tongue worked the head. She pulled it out and said, “You like that, Spiderman, I bet Mary Jane doesn’t do-“ but before she could say anymore Spiderman weakly webbed a line from his only working web shooter, hoping to get away. He was too slow though, making Black Cat laugh at the feeble attempt and she tugged hard on Spiderman’s dick while reaching for the web shooting wrist. Peter yelled in pain and let go of the web, Felicia quickly slid the mechanical device off his wrist and walked away. She then untied the line, held it in her hand, letting up a little, lowering her dangling foe a little allowing his body to get some much needed air. She held him up just enough so he was eye level with her breasts. Spiderman’s legs felt like rubber after the earlier beating to them and he just hung listlessly, swaying slightly back and forth. Black Cat then swung her huge chest back and forth slapping Spiderman’s face with her enormous tits. The soft flesh hit his left cheek, then when she swung back, and hit his right cheek. Normally it would have been no problem, just a hard slap but after the beating his face sustained, and the firmness in them as she tensed the muscles of the immense mammories, it stung with each smack. “My tits are beating you again in this fight, and you haven’t even felt them fully yet, well here, I can fix that,” and she leaned back pulling the tight black suit off her shoulders and slipped her arms out, pushing the dark costume to her waste, making her completely naked from the waste up except for her gloves and mask. She stood in front of Peter with her hands on her hips so he could get a look at the view of the perfect form of her body. Her breasts were large and firm with small dark nipples. “They are amazing, I know. Most girls would kill and pay to have them, but these babies are real and all mine. Here you can test for yourself,” and she leaned forward and again starting smacking her dangling opponent with her massive mounds of flesh, only this time much hard and rougher. She would periodically stop and push on his face or run a nipple around his mouth, and then go back to enjoyable breast beating she was giving. The smacks were loud and Felicia laughed with each swing adding insult to injury. Spiderman felt how firm they were when they hit his battered face. I can’t believe these things are hurting so much, thought Spiderman as they swung back to her left sending out a thunderous smacking sound as they hit him yet again. It was like the sway of two large and painful pendulums, giving Peter just enough time between slaps to be anxious about the next painful hit coming. It was humiliating to Peter and his pride felt like it was never going to be the same. Black Cat did this another five or six more times and then suddenly she let go of the rope. Spiderman fell to the ground like a bag of rocks. He hurt everywhere, he knew he couldn’t stand, really feeling the pain in his pummeled legs . I think I’ve taken him apart enough where he’s no danger to me, or I guess, anyone else for that matter, thought Felicia as she laughed to herself. She then took her time examining the web shooter she had taken off of her fallen challenger. “Hmmm, this thing is interesting,” she said, “how does it work, like this?” She slipped it over her white glove and onto her right bare wrist and shot a web ball at Peter’s shoulder. He fell instantly back and Black Cat yelled, “See that hurts, right?! Now you know how it feels.” She tested it out for a few more minutes, while Peter’s brain didn’t know which part of his body to focus the pain on the most, his face, midsection, clawed side, electrical burned back, or horribly beaten legs. He knew he had to think fast, but the pain was too much for anyone to think any type thought clearly. He had been working at the zipline around his neck for a few minutes when he heard the familiar female voice above him say, “I think I get the hang of this thing now.” Black Cat bent down, picked Spiderman up by his waste and turned him upside down with one hand. She lifted up on his body, showing how much strength she still had left and how little Peter had. She then aimed the web shooter up and shot a sticky web at Peter’s left ankle, pinning it to the beam above. “Yes!” She exclaimed, happy her aim hit her target, “I think I’m getting the hang of this already,” she smiled, proud of herself and did the same thing with Spiderman’s right ankle. She took a few steps back to admire her work. Peter was hanging upside down by his feet, caught in his own webbing. “How embarrassing,” said a proud Felicia, “caught in your own webs. You remember doing this to me before, right? You could have had me, but it seems I’m too much woman for you to handle. And I bet your abs are way too pounded to pull yourself up to get yourself free. Here, I’ll show you what how an actual fighter, who’s not weak, ends a fight” Peter grinded his teeth in anger, but he knew she was absolutely right, there was no way he had the strength in his stomach muscles to pull himself up. She took a few steps back and admired her handy work. Spiderman looked at Black Cat from an upside down view, he had been like this plenty of times, just not captured like the way he was. “You taking a look at the body that beat you?” Asked Felicia as she stood completely topless with her hands caressing her large tits and moving them slowly down to her body, “I’ll show you what you’ve been missing.” She then bent down, took one boot off, then the other, standing bare foot in front of a suspended Spiderman. Then slipped the once piece costume that was already at her waste, down to her ankles before stepping out of it and kicking it away. She stood there with nothing on but her white clawed gloves and a black thong that reached high above her hips before it dipped down between her round curvy ass cheeks and back up again scarcely covering her small tight pussy. “I bet Mary Jane doesn’t have anything as good as this,” she taunted. It was hard to argue. She didn’t have one ounce of fat on her and every part of her body was toned. Peter also saw now how strong her legs and abs really were. The muscles in them seemed tensed even when she was just standing there. “Now let’s finish you off,” she said as she made her way over to him. She picked up one end of the zipline, the other still wrapped around Peter’s neck and stood just inches from him. “I’m going to finish you off with something you really can’t handle,” she said. Peter felt her put his dick back in her mouth again. This time she sucked fast and hard Peter hearing the sucking sounds as he was being expertly blown. She then took him out of her mouth spread her legs a little wider and pulled on the zipline, forcing her upside down opponent’s head up, into the thin black material that covered her pussy. “I’m going to bring this embarrassing display of a challenge to an end, and I’m going to let my pussy do it for me to show who the prevailing champion here really is. Now lick! And if you try to bite me this time, I’ll claw your balls off!” She then put Peter’s now erect dick back in her mouth and started sucking as fast as she could again, this time pulling up on the rope. At first Peter just tried to pull his head away, but then he felt Black Cat’s claws dig into his ass cheeks. His hips were forced forward making Felicia take even more of him into her mouth, but it also gave him the message. Peter began licking fast and felt Felicia get wet even faster. She moaned loudly with pleasure and began working her tongue around the head of Peter’s shaft. With every second Felicia felt herself getting wetter and hotter, pulling on the rope harder and harder. Soon Peter was having a hard time breathing and he felt his dick being placed between two warm mounds of flesh. “I know these will finish you off,” said Felicia as she placed the saliva covered penis between her large tits. She began moving them up and down, stroking Peter slow at first with the soft, but at the same time firm mammories, but then picked up the pace. Peter only had momentary gulps of air before the zipline was pulled and he was forced back in the now dripping wet pussy. Felicia felt she was about to come and quickly reached down, moving the thin black material covering her pussy out of the way and made sure Peter’s mouth was directly on it. She then rubbed her clit and pulled her right nipple before screaming loudly and cumming hard. Her knees buckled a little and she squeezed her legs around Peter’s head hard, then let up, but still holding his head gently between her soft skinned thighs. She then put Peter’s dick back between her tits and began stroking it again. Her hands were pushing on the outside of her large DD’s hard now and vigorously moving them up and down the shaft. Suddenly Peter exploded. The large amount of cum shot downward, due to the upside down man’s current position, and it shot all over his stomach and chest. Black Cat took a step back and surveyed her handy work. “Wow, you’re a mess!” She laughed hard almost doubling over. “And you look pathetic. Here, I think it’s time to get you down,” she said and she jumped high in the air with her cat like skills and used her claws to cut the webbing holding her captive to the beam above, making him fall head first to the ground with a loud thud. Black Cat then jumped down and stood up looking at her crumpled victim lying on the dusty floor. Peter laid on the ground looking up at the perfect, almost naked, body coming toward him. Felicia then stopped right in front of him and slowly peeled the soaked thong, which was drenched with her cum, off her body and held the small black material in her hand. “This is all that did this to you,” Black Cat said, wearing nothing but her mask, white clawed gloves, and a smile as she ran her hands down the sides of her unflawed body. She then picked up her zipline, one end still wrapped around Spiderman’s neck and pulled on it, walking him like a dog around the empty room. “Come on, my little slave,” she said laughing tugging hard on the line once in awhile just to show her dominance. She then quickly hopped on his back, and squeezed with her thighs. Peter again yelled in pain, as the vice like grip squeezed his ribs, again letting no oxygen in his lungs. He felt Black Cat grab his wrists, pull them behind his back and tie them together. He was bound by wrists to his neck behind his back. Black Cat purred in his ear quietly as she walked past him and laid on the ground in front of him, legs spread wide open, knees slightly bent. “Lick,” was all she said and pulled on the rope. Peter resisted at first, but he was so weak at this point that when he felt the tug on the zipline around his neck he fell face first into Felicia’s naked pussy. Peter started to slowly lick Felicia’s now wet pussy when he heard her say, “Harder!” She snaked her right foot under his body and pressed her foot on his balls. Peter immediately licked faster and felt the rope tug yet again, pulling him even deeper into Felicia’s wet pussy yet again. She started to buck her hips wildly now and rub her clit. She worked her tied up adversary’s dick with her foot making it erect again. “Fuck me! Fuck me right now!” Yelled Felicia as she pulled hard on the line, pulling Spiderman forward. The squeezing around his neck was too tight to fight it and he entered her knowing he had no other choice. He worked his hips as did Felicia and the two were bucking for what seemed like an eternity to the both of them. Then suddenly Felicia seized up, and kicked Peter in the chest knocking him down to the floor and tugged the line again, bringing his face between her open legs which were in a complete split at this point. The line around Spiderman’s neck was being pulled tighter and tighter, until finally when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, she rubbed her clit and came hard all over his face. Peter’s face and hair were covered in Felicia’s juices from her cumming on him twice now. She loosened tension on the line only for a second as she regained her composure. After a minute or two, she pulled him up so he was on his knees as she stood over him. “Lick my whole body clean,” she demanded as she reached down to the front of Spiderman’s pants where she had ripped the material away from between his legs earlier, grabbed his member and squeezed, “understand?! You made me all sweaty, and I don’t like it. Now lick your master clean.” Peter just quickly nodded yes and felt Felicia let go. She pulled him up to her tits first and he licked and sucked each soft and warm mountain mass. He then worked his way to the center of her chest and then down to her stomach, then her thighs. Before he could go any lower, Black Cat turned around displaying her round toned ass for Peter. “I said my whole body,” purred Felicia as she felt Spiderman kiss and lick each ass cheek. She pulled on the rope pulling him deep between firm mounds. He licked as best he could, fearing more pain. “That’s good, my little slave,” she said, “I guess that’s it. Unless you don’t think I’m the winner here.” Black Cat flipped Peter over on his back and sat her bare ass on his face. “I am the winner, right?” She asked as she lifted her ass a little. Peter didn’t respond fast enough and she the tensed muscles in her ass and slammed both cheeks on Peters face. His head felt like it was going to go right through the wooden floor. The pounding happened two more times, when it let up and Black Cat looked over her shoulder down at Spiderman and said, “I do win, correct?” “Yes, you win,” Spiderman replied. “I think I won a long time ago, you should have realized I was the stronger and better person then or you wouldn’t be in so much pain now. Oh, and covered in my cum.” Black Cat said this as she laughed and pressed her ass back down on her downed prey’s face, pushing the round fleshy cheeks down as hard as she could. She looked back and saw her round ass completely swallowed up Peter’s head. She laughed loudly and let up, Peter taking in a huge breath. She stood up, one leg on either side of Peter’s body and looked down. She was putting a final triumphant display on, showing she completely defeated Spiderman. When she felt she made her point she walked over and put her costume back on. She took the zipline off of her prey’s neck and also picked up all the tattered pieces of Spiderman’s costume saying, “I’m taking this with me as a trophy, I’ll show it to Mary Jane later when I stop over there. Have fun getting there naked.” Peter just gave her a submissive look back at her as she saw him walk over to him, he just wanted her to stop and this all be over. She put her drenched thong soaked with her juices deep in Peter’s mouth and pulled him up to his knees by his hair and took a step back. Peter had the taste of Felicia’s cum in his mouth for the third time today, he would probably never forget it. The last thing he saw before the darkness of unconsciousness was Black Cat’s right foot swinging at his face. The blow connected with his temple and Spiderman’s head snapped to the other side, his body slumped forward and fell to the ground, bouncing a little before settling to the floor. Black Cat just smiled, jumped to the window, looked over her shoulder at the unconscious hero who had her panties hanging out of his mouth, grinned even larger and ziplined away.