New Avengers: Return of the Purple Man

Chapter 4: The Play “Kiss of the Spider Woman”

## editor’s note, new character entering into the arena is Jessica Drew, known as Spider-woman. Her bio can be found here:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spider-Woman_(Jessica_Drew)

## quick reminder, because I haven’t said it for a while, but all characters are owned and copyrighted by Marvel. There use in this story is purely for pleasure with no profit of my own.


Part 1: 4 days later

It is officially panic time for Peter Parker. His wife has been gone much longer than expected on a theatrical retreat for a Broadway presentation he just found out has been cancelled due to funding issues. Up to this point, he has tried all the contact information he has for his wife and none of it is panning out. Jessica Drew, aka Spider-woman, is next to him as he slams down the phone for the third time.

“DAMN IT!!” Parker exclaims

Jessica puts her hand on Peter’s shoulder. Knowing she releases a pheromone that makes men relax around her, she hopes it will do its trick with Peter too.

“C’mon, Peter, throwing things around won’t do any good,” Jessica says, “and you know it.”

“Jess, part of me knows your right, but the other part says this is the perfect time to throw things around! My membership in the Avengers was supposed to help protect my family!” he says, following it with a sigh. “She’s the most important thing in my life, and if something has happened to her. . . “

Jessica interrupts, “Nothing will happen to her, if someone did know you were Spider-man, they wouldn’t be stupid enough to harm her knowing the backlash. Let’s suit up and go out on patrol, just you and me. We’ll shake down some thugs, see what we can find out.”

She leans in to give him a kiss on the cheek before going up to her room to change into her uniform.

Peter breaths another deep breath as he feels Jessica’s lips caress his cheek. He knows she is right, some web slinging is exactly what he needs right now.

Part 2: Abandoned Warehouse by the East River

As the midday sunlight starts to break through the broken glass of the derelict warehouse, Killgrave hangs up his cell phone and tosses it onto a nearby table. He slides his hands between the thighs of Seduction, who sits nude and content on his lap.

“The board is set; the pawns are in place” the Purple Man says.

Mary Jane presses her ample chest close to her master. Newly reinvigorated in her devotion by pleasing Killgrave’s cock as they used Electro to experiment with electro-shock pleasure on the Black Widow, she purrs seductively into his neck.

“You do want them alive, right?” she whispers in his ear with a nibble. The more his heart beats with excitement, the deeper the feeding of her addiction becomes.

“No worries, my dear. If I can, I want your husband alive to further my plans, but if not. . .” he hesitates, then points to Natasha as she rides Max Dillon to her fourth climax.

MJ sighs with understanding. Even with the addiction to Killgrave’s chemical and her brain-washed training, she wouldn’t want to see her husband killed, In the end though, she knows there is little she could do to stop it.

Killgrave could sense the anxiety in his corrupted pet. He reaches around and grips her chin, pulling them back into eye contact to whisper, “But we are getting ahead of ourselves.” He presses a kiss to her bottom lip before continuing, “Go and give Natasha a break. I want Dillon completely in your control for tonight. After you’re done, there is work to do.”

Like a mental switch is flipped, MJ feeds on his words and becomes her alter ego of Seduction. She moves from his lap, then leans down and presses a devoted kiss to the top of Killgrave’s thigh before reaching to the table next to them and putting on her gloves. With a wink, she turns and seductively walks to the bed, swaying her hips extra wide for the Purple Man’s viewing pleasure.

Killgrave chuckles to himself as she walks away. He could appreciate the subtle differences between his perversion of Mrs. Parker and those he just controlled, like Natasha Romanov. It is the signs like the sighs, the kisses of devotion, and the rest of all the little things that she performs voluntary that made this plan so ingenious.

Part 3: Later, Above the Rooftops

“Spidey-sense tingling more than a high school boy with your pin-up, Jess” Spider-man jokes as he looks down at the derelict warehouse.

“Well, bad tasting humor aside, we’ll consider that a sign that the snitch’s information was good. That being the case, Electro should be down there with your wife,” Spider-woman replied.

“If he’s laid one hand on her, I swear to god. .” Peter starts to say with anger starting to boil in his voice.

“Don’t swear to anything yet, Peter. I know you’re used to battling Electro, but you need a level head on this one. We don’t know what surprises he has planned down there”

“There’s nothing to this. If this is Electro, it’s a snatch and run. He probably just wants her so he can blackmail me.”

“Pretty elaborate kidnapping for just blackmail, Peter. I don’t even think Electro could set up the phony play. Use your instincts, there has to be something more to this.” Jess tells him, using her SHIELD instincts to look for a bigger picture, and really surprised Peter’s reporter experience aren’t doing the same thing.

“Maybe, but motive doesn’t matter here, just going in and getting my wife.”

Jessica starts to become worried that Peter’s hot head is going to compromise the very goal they are there to accomplish.

“Alright Peter, let’s do this.” Jess finishes, getting the proverbial nod of ready from Peter

As if cannonballs were flying, a combination of web balls and heroes’ bodies go crashing through the decayed roof. As Spider-man web-swings his way to the floor, Spider-woman takes stance in the rafters. Since she’s the first to land, she’s the first to fall into shock of the sight in front of them.

“Hey Dillon, nice place you got here!” Peter yells as he lands. With the last syllable, his jaw drops underneath his mask.

He looks on to find the people he expects, but he isn’t ready for the view. His wife is bound in only a pair of gloves and her white lace underwear. Her wrists are shackled around a thick wooden poll with leather bracelets that are clasped in the middle. Electro stands behind her, palms wide as if attempting to grab each cheek of her ass, but instead pulsing small electrical surges from his fingers into Mary Jane’s white flesh.

Electro instinctively ends his playtime. He balls back his hands, charging them with much more deadly bolts before starting to speak, “Ahhhhh, Web Slinger!! Or should I say Mr. Parker! It’s rude to show up to the party without an invitation!”

“Let her go, Electro!” Peter responded, his usually witty quips seeming unnecessary at the view of his wife’s nearly-nude body squirming from the shock treatment.

As Electro shoots his charges towards the Wall Crawler, Spider-woman prepares to pounce upon the villain. As she jumps, a dart flies out of the shadows into her neck, sending her falling into a large pile of cloth refuse below.

Killgrave watches from his position in the shadows, wanting to see how far his team could take the Spider-Calvary. So far, he is very impressed at the way they have one down and another on the defensive.

Jessica tries to stand from the old pile of cloth sacks that had broken her fall. Her system could fight the sedative or poison given to her, but she needs time. As, she tries to crawl off out of the way, she screams out in pain with the feeling of Black Widow’s stiletto heal driving into the square of her back.

Peter takes a split second to concentrate on his teammate. The surprise of the leather clad Black Widow, who usually works for the good guys, forces him off kilter. Not knowing what hit Jessica, only seeing the shining barrel of a gun pointed at her from Natasha’s hand, he knows he has to help.

As he’s flying through the air with acrobatic ease, dodging Electro’s lightning bolts, Spider-man shoots a web off from each of his wrists. The first surrounds the tip of Natasha’s gun, gumming it up before it can be fired. A second, longer blast hits Electro right in the face. Peter knows this won’t slow Electro down for long, just enough time for him to land a hard kick to his opponent’s torso. He sends Dillon flying into the wall.

“That’s it Dillon, we’re done!” With another few back flips, Peter finds his wife and breaks apart her handcuffs, “Don’t worry MJ, I’ll get you out of here”

From nowhere, a new voice echoes through the warehouse, “What if she doesn’t want to go?”

Peter looks past Natasha and her position standing over his ally. He sees a lone figure leaving the darkness and safety of the shadows. Just as Peter prepares to shoot, the figure speaks again.

“Please Mr. Parker, up against the wall”

Peter finds his body betraying him as the shadowed figure stepped closer to reveal his pigmented skin. He stumbles backwards, finding his back irrevocably attached to a column very similar to the one holding MJ.

Killgrave spoke again, “Answer me, Mr. Parker, what if she doesn’t want to go?”

As Peter recognizes Killgrave for who he is, he responds angrily, “Then so help me, you purple skinned freak, I’ll find a way and I will kill you for what you’ve done to my wife.”


Killgrave chuckles at Peter’s remark, “If you can find a way, Web Slinger. But, first, before we jump to conclusions, shall we ask?”

Purple Man eyes his Seduction as she takes her cue and walks to her husband. With her gloved hands, she removes the unnecessary mask of Spider-man, then starts to caress around his neck and cheeks, whispering, “I’m sorry Peter, but please, don’t fight it. He’ll have you killed and I still need you to protect me.”

Mary Jane leans in and kisses her husbands lip with each kiss being a plea to calm down.

“MJ, please no. I need you to fight this” Peter whispers back to her, tears falling down his face in anguish and frustration as he starts to realize the full control Killgrave has on his wife.

As the corrupted wife consoles her husband, trying to calm him with caresses from her pheromoned touch, Killgrave pushes his attention to Spider-woman as she awakens in the grasp of the mind-wiped Black Widow.

“And you, my dear. Yes! I feel it from you! We are kindred, aren’t we?” he says as he senses Jessica Drew’s own pheromone power.

“Though, definitely not as powerful as my own body, I can feel the gift of control exodus from lovely body. Let her rise, my puppet.”

With his words, Natasha moves from atop Jessica’s flattened frame. Jessica stands before Killgrave, her metabolism not strong enough to fight the persuasion that the Purple Man holds over her.

“Come to me, remove your suit” he says as he sees her stand erect.

Peter can’t believe what’s going on. As his wife nibbles on his earlobe, he sees the site of his teammate walking towards their enemy, slowly removing her mask at first, and then unzipping the rest of her costume. He’s so confused, his body betrays him as he feels the relaxing touch of his wife at the same time he sees the blatant perversion occurring.

Without Killgrave disallowing the action, Peter still has the ability to speak out, “The rest of the Avengers will find us, Killgrave. They’ll stop you.”

Killgrave becomes annoyed with the dribble exiting Peter’s mouth. “Hush Mr. Parker! You’re interrupting a beautiful show” he says as he reaches out and caresses Jessica’s cheek. Keeping his hand on her, he slowly walks around her form, taking his time in caressing the mounds of her breasts and ass.

He leans in the Jessica’s ear, “Yes! You’re very pleasing. With your power, even the air around you comes out sweet. Please my dear, crawl to Mr Parker and see if that body of yours can make him more comfortable.”

MJ watches from her husband’s side as Natasha’s form drops to the floor. Her body starts to move like a cat, slowly slinking her way from the Purple Man to Peter’s feet. Seduction’s hand reaches down into her husband tights and releases his prick to the open air as her other hand caresses the back of his neck. She feels awkward inside, knowing she’s about to watch her husband be pleasured by the raven haired beauty at his feet, but she knows this will keep him alive.

She whispers to him as her hand frees itself from stroking his cock to guides Jessica’s mouth onto his meat, “Enjoy this Peter, learn the gifts that my Master can give you.”

MJ steps away from her husband, starting to move towards her master before noticing he has already taken a spot near Natasha. With a motion of his hand, her path is directed stand with Electro.

“It’s not fair your husband should have all the fun, my pet. Show him how you’ve tamed this beast” Killgrave commands her while he removes the black leather of Black Widow’s outfit.

Peter doesn’t know if he can truly take the conflict his body is feeling. He moans out as the warm, wet mouth of his teammate swallows his engorging dick, and at the same time watches in awe as his wife pulls Electro to the middle of the floor. His heart starts to pound as he sees her whisper to Maxwell Dillon, and before he knows it his enemy is on his knees in front of MJ, pulling aside her panties and lapping at her sex. Peter swallows hard as he feels the sensation of Jessica’s pulsing hand stroking the saliva-dripping length of his manhood.

Jessica, following the orders of Killgrave, looks up at Peter and pops the mushroom head out of her mouth. To a certain extent, she can control the amount of pheromones she releases, even reversing them from a positive influence to a negative one, but since the moment of her awakening under the Black Widow’s boot, she follows the pleasing orders of Killgrave.

The nude Spider-woman looks up at the Spider-man as she pushes her body’s chemical release and licks the underside of Peter’s head, “Relax, Peter, and enjoy.”

At last, the sensations are too much for the friendly neighborhood wall-crawler. The control over his will, which started with Killgrave’s commands and then reinforced by the touch of his wife, is now completely broken by his teammate’s oral embrace of his cock.

Killgrave grins as Natasha rubs her breasts against his own cock, watching as Peter’s gaze splits between the superheroin at his feet and the display of his wife being pleasured by Electro.

Seduction also takes notice that her husband’s behavior has relaxed, setting her own mind at ease. She would love to walk over and assist Jessica in the suckling of her husband’s shaft, but she is sure her Master’s true intent is the perversion of her marriage.

With a gulp of saliva, Peter watches as his wife pushes Electro onto his back. He can’t help but watch as she removes the lace panty and bra to display herself for Electro, who skims out of his costume on the floor. Part of him wants to look away, but within the lust of the room and the command of those around him he feels the compelling need to watch and feel the degradation of the spectacle.

As the Purple Man feels Black Widow’s mouth engulfing his cock, he admires the orgy that surrounds the room. As his true pet splits her pussy and starts to ride the cock of one of her husband’s oldest enemy while Peter watches, any doubt of the corruption of his Seduction has left him. She will do anything for him, not because he tells her too, but because she chooses.

He looks down at Natasha between his legs, whispering to her, “You’re just a whore, Widow, a whore with a good shot. Seduction is a work of art.”

Natasha looks up at Killgrave as he speaks to her. Her domination is one of pure metabolism and body. The Black Widows of Russia already have a built in pheromone control, one that has been exploited for years by Nick Fury in his dealings with Romanov. That control, though, kept them from killing their controllers, but it also set up the necessary reaction to easily take control of this beautiful killer.

As echoes of lust fill the room, Peter is the first to start to succumb. Jessica’s mouth and fist start to pump faster along his thick shaft while he watches his wife’s model body in complete lust as it bounces on the hips of Electro.

Jessica moans into Peter’s cock and feels her wetness growing between her thighs. She can’t help but be turned on by the stamina and length of Peter. Even though she is being controlled, her body can’t help but take pleasure in knowing that Peter is going to cum

As Peter’s abs tighten in preparation for his fulfillment, Killgrave notices his grunts of pleasure start to mix in the air with the whorish moans of his wife.

“That’s it, Spider-man,“ starts Killgrave, “scream out as you cum to your wife’s infidelity.”

With the Purple Man’s command, Peter lets out a yell of release and shoots his load into Jessica’s eager mouth. She looks up at Peter’s strained face as she swallows the spunk as each pulse slips past her lips. After the last load releases inside her, she cleans his prick with her tongue and leaves it with a soft kiss on the underside of his head. Without further instruction, she smiles up at Peter and curls at his feet, watching his wife’s sex drive until called upon to do something else.

MJ looks at her husband’s satiated cock as it hangs down above Jessica’s head. With jealousy in her mind, she reaches back and grabs hold of Max Dillon’s testicles, squeezing them as her clit grinds against the base of his cock.

“Cum in me, Max. Give it to me now, harder!” she moans out before letting go of his balls, letting Electro thrust his hips up into her pussy.

As she bounces, she closes her eyes after seeing Jessica press a kiss into Peter’s thigh. Her free will is a curse at this point that no other woman in the room obviously shares. She concentrates on the thick cock inside her as her walls start to spasm in her own orgasm. When her pussy juices start to gush out of her and the muscles of her body spasm on top of Electro, she feels her cuckoldry complete when Max Dillon fills her canal with his seed.

At the same time, Killgrave finds himself close to cumming into the Black Widow’s mouth. His potent, intoxicating seed would be wasted by her already controlled flesh. He pushes her off like a dog humping his leg and walks over to Mary Jane and stuffs his diminutive cock into her mouth, letting her suckle like a baby on his prick.

Before cumming, Killgrave takes one more jab at Peter, “You see Parker, your wife, who I choose to call Seduction, chooses me because she needs me. As long as there is sperm flowing through my cock, she’ll do whatever I say to suck it out. Unlike you and my latest puppets, which will do as commanded, she does my work out of devotion for what I can give. Remember that each time you see her play these games for me.”

Mary Jane feels the head of Killgrave surge into her lips. She strokes his cock and sucks it dry. When she sees he is satisfied, she places a kiss on the end of her Master’s cock, whispering, “May I go to him, Master? I have missed him.”

“Of course, my pet” Killgrave responds as he catches the breath from his orgasm. He then points to Black Widow and then Electro, “Natasha, I don’t see any further use for this man. Kill him for me, dear, cleanly”

MJ looks back in shock at the man she just fucked as Natasha quickly pounces on him. The Black Widow forces two fingers to connect to a pressure point in Dillon’s neck, creating an aneurism that kills the villain known as Electro. With fear in her, she clings behind Jessica and Peter, knowing it would do no good if Killgrave is actually angry.

“Remember that, My pet, it’s not by the grace of God your husband lives, but by the grace of the Purple Man.”