Desperation enveloped the lair as The Bl*ck Mask loomed over Sexy Spider Gwen's bound form. Her preciously rigid c*ck throbbed within the unyielding chastity cage, aching with its pent-up desire. The ignominy of being helplessly trussed up, with her ankles and knees fastened by sturdy restraints, only heightened the sense of powerlessness.

A perverse smirk played on the villain's lips as he produced a large, b*zzing vibrator. Wicked anticipation surged through him as he teased the device against the tiny cage encasing her member. The tips of her fingers, helpless behind her, curled into fists as the vibrations jolted through her very core.

Spider Gwen's shapely *ss, spread by the padded chair, clenched reflexively around the vibrating plug embedded deep within her. Each twitch sent bolts of pleasure-p*in ricocheting up her spine, intensifying her discomfort. She strained against her bonds, but there was no escape; the plug's relentless hum seemed to burrow into her core, stirring her most primal urges.

The Bl*ck Mask's fingers danced along her sleek costume and over her pert nipples, coiling the agony of the predicament into a erotic ordeal. He manipulated the vibrator, varying the intensity, determined to make her yield to her body's deepest, most taboo cravings.

Tears of frustration and humiliation welled in her eyes as the erotic t*rment intensified. Her muscles trembled, straining against the restraints as she desperately fought to maintain control. Yet, with each passing second, the urge to surrender, to succumb to the exquisite t*rment, grew stronger.

The Bl*ck Mask's eyes gleamed with malevolent intent as he observed her internal battle. Would this once cantankerous anti-hero cave to her base desires, bringing her to a shameful, humiliating release? Or would she cling to her remaining vestiges of dignity, refusing to relinquish her pride, even in the face of such exquisite, degrading t*rment?

Only time would tell, but The Bl*ck Mask had no doubt – Sexy Spider Gwen's sensual will would ultimately bend to his dark, sadistic whims. He leaned in, whispering cruel promises in her ear, stoking the embers of her helplessness. The game had only just begun, and The Bl*ck Mask intended to savor every agonizing, arousing moment of her descent into corrupted ecstasy.

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