Spiderwoman’s Subconscious

by Sugarcoater

She stood in the middle of her apartment stripped down to her panties and bra. The light from the street shone in through the windows as she gazed into the mirror. The reflection showed a beautiful and muscular woman, only about 26 years old, with gorgeous long brown hair and an incredibly sexy tan. As she ran her fingers over her firm abs, Spiderwoman felt a slight tingle of excitement at the anticipation of what was to come.
She turned momentarily from the full-length mirror in her bedroom to make her way to the closet. Hidden behind her business suits, blouses and dresses, she found her uniform. With a thrill of excitement, Spiderwoman lifted the dark latex suit from its hidden position in the closet. The cold, rubbery material felt erotic in her hands. Gingerly, she carried it to the bed and prepared to dress for her nightly tour of the city. But tonight, she had better plans.
All day she had been thinking of the young man she had seen at her gym. He was in his early 20’s with sandy brown hair and a very handsome face. He was about 6’2” and had the most beautiful body she had ever seen. Though she had never actually had sex, she could imagine what it would have been like to make love to a man like him. Her daydreaming had been cut short when she caught a glimpse of herself in the weight room mirror and her nipples were poking through her sports bra. Though she was proud of her beautiful body, she was a bit embarrassed by her arousal. But now, in the privacy of her own apartment, she could let her imagination run wild.
Because Spiderwoman had never allowed herself to have sex, she had to release her sexual tension in other manners. Fighting crime had offered such an opportunity to her. Battling in close quarters against crazed lunatics and desperate criminals gave her a rush. Furthermore, wearing that full body skin-tight latex uniform felt erotic, especially in dangerous situations. The idea of dangerous men ogling her incredible but untouchable body turned her on. She liked the idea of turning these men on, but never giving anyone the opportunity to touch her.
But today, she felt something different. She longed for the touch of a strong man. She wanted someone else to rub and massage her sensual body. Again she looked into the mirror. “But who wouldn’t want this?” she said to herself. “I really could have anyone I want” she thought to herself. But those thoughts didn’t diminish her sexual tension.
“MMMmmmmm, this calls for something special tonight.” Slowly, Spiderwoman unbuckled her bra and let it fall to the floor. Then she reached down and began to remove her panties. She now stood naked in the middle of her bedroom. The moonlight shone down and bathed outlined the contours of her curves in a pale light. With a thrill of erotic excitement, she reached down for her latex costume which lay on the edge of the bed. First, she pulled on her mask. It snapped into place, covering everything but the tip of her nose and her large, pouty red lips. The mask covered up to the top of Spiderwoman’s forehead, above which her hair hung freely and fell down past her shoulder. With her identity hidden, she felt bolder and more confident. It was her mask which made her even more sexually excited than any other part of her costume. She could hide all her dirty secrets and lusts behind the protective cover of her mask.
Now she pulled on her black and white latex body suit. Slowly, she placed one foot through the first pant leg, then the other. She grabbed the uniform and yanked it up to her waist. Then she put her arms through the arm holes. Next reached for the tiny zipper just below her belly button and zipped herself up. Finally, she went back to the closet to get her gloves and white, thigh-high boots. At last, the superheroine was in full costume.
Spiderwoman stared again at herself in the mirror. She loved the feeling of the cold, rubbery latex against her naked skin. She almost giggled to herself. She was naked under her uniform! If anyone knew that…What if she ripped it against something? Or if someone tore part off?! Spiderwoman reached down between her legs and yanked the latex up and tight around her crotch. She suddenly swooned as she felt the latex slightly penetrate her. “Ooooooohhh,” she softly moaned. This was exciting! Without thinking, she found herself, gently at first but gradually with more force, massaging her crotch. The texture of the latex rubbing against her skin was really turning her on.
She quickly moved to her bed. Climbing on it, she straddled a pillow and began grinding against it. She fell onto her satin sheets and began to grind harder and harder against the bed. It offered no release. Panting,, the young superheroine finally stopped and slowly caught her breath. She could do nothing more to unleash her sexual desires. Rising from the bed, she opened her window and looked out. The wind swept through her hair as she looked down onto the city. It was 1 in the morning, and there were still quite a few people still out, milling around on the sidewalks or stumbling home from one place or another. Spiderwoman took in a few deep breaths. She was calmer now. Her mind was more focused on the task at hand, though her body still felt deprived from the denial of her innermost desires.
Gingerly, Spiderwoman stepped up on the ledge of her building and softly leapt out into the night. She swung through the streets from high above, undetected by either pedestrians or drivers on the roads below. She swiftly glided through the streets of the city until she came to less lit areas. These dark regions were the at-risk areas of the city. Places generally frequented by people looking to make money with little work. As she scanned the area, the superheroine suddenly heard a crash from one of the back alleys. Quickly she swept down towards the source of the noise and softly crouched from the wall high above the ground below. She squinted in the darkness, trying to see what had made that crashing sound.
Below Spiderwoman was a male figure dressed all in black. He wore a black mask over his head and had a small backpack slung behind him. Spiderwoman could not believe what she was seeing. This pitiful cat burglar was trying to pilfer this small-time jewelry store? And he thought he was going to get away with it? Smugly, Spiderwoman dropped to the ground and deftly crept in through the broken window.
“And just what do you think you are doing?” asked Spiderwoman sarcastically. The masked burglar started. He turned quickly and stared in stunned amazement. Before him stood, with her hands on her hips (her “power pose”) stood Spiderwoman. She must have been about 5’9” and built with curves to die for. Her shiny black latex uniform with the white spider logo covering her amply built chest clung so tightly to her body that he would see almost every one of her muscles. She was gorgeous.
However, the stunned burglar quickly snapped out of his daze. He couldn’t let her stop him, no matter how attractive she might be. He leapt at her, but as he did so, he tripped over some of the debris which covered the floor. He stumbled into the superheroine. Spiderwoman had expected him to jump, so she was unprepared when the villain stumbled toward her. The two fell to the floor. Unfortunately, the villain was able to get his bearings first, and quickly began to pummel Spiderwoman with punches.
But Spiderwoman was a superheroine. His punches did sting, but were not enough to stun her. However, when the man suddenly kicked her between the legs, Spiderwoman did feel something. But it wasn’t pain. She let herself fall back against the wall, her hands bracing her against the cold cement. The masked man continued to fight desperately. He kneed her again in the groin, then yanking her by her hair, threw an uppercut to her chin.
Slightly dazed, Spiderwoman attempted vainly to fight back. She suddenly realized what she was feeling. She knew she could overpower this man at any second, but she liked getting beaten by this man. It was thrilling for her to let him think he was beating her, and for her to pretend to be helpless against him. She faked a moan of pain, and began to sink to her knees.
The man kicked her in her mid-section, and Spiderwoman fell to the ground. She was so turned on that she couldn’t even think of trying to stop this masked fiend. In the meantime, the man had reached into his backpack and pulled out a coil of white string. He jumped on the back of the superheroine and before the excited Spiderwoman knew what he was doing, the man had tied up her hands. She understood what he was doing, but she still wanted him to continue beating her. She wanted him to tie her up and stand over her. Maybe even touch her! No…she couldn’t let him do that. Could she?
Now she was tied hand and foot. The villain rolled her onto her back and looked down at her. “You’ve got to be kidding! That’s all the fight you’ve got in you?” He was indeed amazed that the powerful Spiderwoman had succumbed to him so easily. Now his curiosity was building. “I wonder…just who are you behind that mask?”
At that, Spiderwoman decided to end this little game. There was no way some two-bit burglar was going to unmask her. She was Spiderwoman for crying out loud. It was time to put a stop to this. “Alright, I’ve had enough of this,” said Spiderwoman as she strained her arms to easily break the cord which restrained her. But to her surprise, the ropes didn’t even budge! As she struggled mightily against her bonds, she suddenly realized that she was indeed helpless! She couldn’t escape! And now her captor was reaching down to unmask her and reveal her identity!
“Now let’s just see who you really are,” sneered the villain at the helpless superheroine.
”NO! WAIT! Please…just don’t take off my mask. I promise…I’ll do…anything, but please leave my mask on!” begged Spiderwoman.
“Anything Spiderwoman?” asked the villain. He realized that he was very much turned on. And Spiderwoman was one of the most beautiful and sexy women in the world. And here she was on the ground before him telling him she would do anything if he didn’t remove her mask. This had possibilities, very interesting possibilites…
The villain quickly picked up the helpless superheroine and threw her over his shoulder. Then he grabbed the bag filled with the jewels he had already picked up and walked out through the broken window. Swiftly he moved down the alley toward a dark blue van which was hidden in the shadows. Spiderwoman had started to yell for help, but when the villain threatened to unmask her right then she decided to quiet down. Opening the back door of the van, the villain tossed both the bag of jewels and Spiderwoman into the van. Then he climbed in and shut the door behind him.
“Not a bad night, if I do say so myself,” smirked the masked burglar. Spiderwoman looked up at him behind her mask. She didn’t know what to do. How could she have been so careless? Why had she let this man beat her? She should have known better. She should have-
The villain began to make his way to the front of the van, keys in hand. He had decided to drive far away from here, then dump Spiderwoman out someplace on the outskirts of the city. But as he stepped over the helpless superheroine, he knew he couldn’t help it. He had to stop a second and admire this fallen woman. He kneeled beside her and touched her shoulder. Spiderwoman gasped as his hand touched her. The masked man felt himself incredibly excited. The tight latex covering her taut body was a very erotic sight for him.
“What the hell, this is definitely worth the risk.” He said aloud.
Spiderwoman’s eyes widened behind her mask. What was he going to do to her? She inhaled sharply as she felt his hands on her chest. She felt his hands gently massaging her breasts. “Hngh! Stop it! You can’t do this to me, I’m Spiderwoman,” she cried.
“I know, and that’s what makes this so special.” And with that, the masked villain quickly forced a rubber ball into the young superheroine’s mouth and snapped the ropes connected to the ball behind Spiderwoman’s head. Spiderwoman began to yell, but only a low muffled sound escaped from her gagged mouth.
Now the villain began to massage her with more force. Her breasts were firm but huge, and the villain was not about to pass this opportunity up. But he was gentle too, as Spiderwoman noticed. Even though she was trying desperately to escape, she began to feel a growing sensation of sexual excitement rise within her. She was about to fight it down, when she suddenly felt one of the villain’s hands rubbing between her legs! He began to rub around the area, then, with his index and middle finger, he began to penetrate into the helpless Spiderwoman! She began to moan loudly as she felt the latex penetrate her sensual body. She knew that her crotch was still wet from before, when she had tried to pleasure herself in her apartment. And know he knew that she was into this. To her embarrassment, she felt incredibly sexy. She tried to imagine what she looked like, what her captor was seeing. And it was exciting her more than she wanted.
Slowly, Spiderwoman began to move her thighs against the villain’s probing hand. But instead of moving against his movements, she began to move in rhythm with them. “So Spiderwoman, you don’t seem to find this experience completely unpleasant, do you?” Despite his calm tone, the villain was equally excited. He was thrilled to see that Spiderwoman was just as stimulated as he was. She was into this! He could tell by the way her nipples were practically piercing the latex fabric of her costume. By the way she was writhing within his grip. Every muscle in her body was tense in sexual excitement. And her moaning, it was now deep-full of pleasure instead of resistance.
It was time to move further. The masked man now began to probe around Spiderwoman’s neck until he found what he was looking for: a zipper! Slowly, he began to unzip Spiderwoman, to free her body from the tight, constraining latex uniform. As the zipper slid past her chest, Spiderwoman’s breasts practically sprang from the suit! The villain was shocked to see that she had no bra on underneath her costume. Was she naked under that?!
To Spiderwoman’s horror, but also to her delight, she remembered that she was naked under her uniform. She felt her breasts suddenly bounce from the latex and rest in the open air. She felt the zipper slowly approach and pass her belly button. The villain now began to yank down on the suit. With one final hard yank, he pulled the shiny black uniform below Spiderwoman’s firm butt. There she was! Naked before him, save for her mask, boots and gloves. Her uniform hung from her thigh-high boots, and the villain tore it loose. Now he began to play with her. Spiderwoman’s sex-starved body ached for the attention the villain was now giving her. His hands were bring her closer and closer to orgasm.
He paused for a second. Spiderwoman looked up at him as he reached down for her mask. “Mmmphhh!! Nnnnggghhhh!!!” She twisted her head and tried to resist his advances. But to no avail. However, the villain was not trying to unmask her but instead removed the rubber ball from her mouth. Spiderwoman gasped for air, as the excitement had caused her to lose her breath.
“Please…(pant)…untie me. I promise…I won’t try to escape…I just want…”
“Want to what Spiderwoman?”
Spiderwoman paused, she couldn’t believe what she was about to say. But her body needed this, and her mind was unable to resist it. “I just…want…you (gasp) to…fuck me!”
The villain couldn’t hold back either. He moved quickly to untie her feet and hands. As soon as her hands were free, Spiderwoman reached up for the villain’s shirt and pants and tried to tear them from his body. She tugged and pulled until he lay on top of her, naked as well save for his mask.
Spiderwoman then thrust her hips up toward the villain. She felt him penetrate her deeply. “OOOoooooo!!!” Spiderwoman began to grind hard against the villain’s body. To her delight, he had a great body. His muscles were so hard and strong. She writhed and bucked against him. The two began to move in unison. She felt her slick skin slide against his firm body. She was slick with sweat and bodily fluids.
“Oh YESSS!!!” Spiderwoman screamed. “What are you going to do with me?” she asked, hoping that the villain had something erotic planned for her.
“I’m going to ruin you Spiderslut. When I’m done with you, you’ll never be able to look at yourself in the same way again.”
“YESSS!! Keep…(pant) fucking me!” Spiderwoman shouted.
Suddenly, Spiderwoman reached up and rolled the villain to the ground. She straddled his thighs and began to pump him, slow at first and gradually harder and harder. Now the villain began to moan in pleasure. “You like this big boy? Do YOU?!! Want me to make you cum?!!” Spiderwoman began to yell at him, and this only turned her on all the more. She couldn’t believe that she was talking dirty, but she was too far into her sexual fantasy to stop anything now. Spiderwoman was in such sexual bliss that she couldn’t do anything but keep grinding her body against the villain’s. She could hardly focus, and it was just then that the villain reached up for Spiderwoman’s mask. In her sexual heat, Spiderwoman was practically unconscious to the villain’s intent!
The villain quickly pulled Spiderwoman’s mask up and over her eyes. He wanted to see her face and uncover her true identity. As Spiderwoman felt her mask rise up and over her eyes, she felt even more turned on! But she felt she had to somehow resist his advances. “NO! Oh! Please…don’t take off my mask! You can’t do that to me! I’m Spiderwoman!”
Despite her weak attempt to dissuade the him, the villain continued to lift up her mask. Her gorgeous young face was now visible. The villain quietly gasped as he looked on. ‘Damn’ he thought to himself, ‘she is beautiful.’
Spiderwoman weakly tried to pull his hands away from her mask. “Please…stop,…don’t,” begged the superheroine. But she couldn’t stop him. But did she really want to? She liked begging for him to stop unmasking her, knowing that he wouldn’t. It felt sooo erotic to her. “Ungh!! NO! You can’t do this to me! Stop it!” she yelled as her body continued to pump and grind against the villain’s.
And now there she was: panting and sweating as she continued to fuck this masked man. And he had just uncovered her identity! Now she truly was naked before him. But it felt so good to be fucked! She didn’t even care anymore about her secret identity-she liked the feeling of being unmasked!
“AAAhhhhhh!!! Don’t…stop…fucking me!!!! Screamed Spiderwoman. She was so hot and turned on. She continued to pound her body against his, to let him penetrate her deeper and deeper. “OOHHH!!” she screamed as she knew she was approaching her climax. His hands clench her butt tightly as he drove her harder and harder against him. She bucked furiously against him in violent sexual energy. Spiderwoman could feel herself climax. She was about to experience her first powerful orgasm! She was moaning loudly, when suddenly, the villain stopped!
“What…what are you doing? You can’t stop now!” Spiderwoman panted. But the villain shoved Spiderwoman off of him and quickly rose to his feet.
“No, I think that’s about all you’re getting,” said the masked villain as he reached down and picked up his discarded clothes.
Spiderwoman rose to her knees, begging. “Please…you can’t just leave me like this. I…need you to…”
But the villain quickly dressed. He then picked up what was left of Spiderwoman’s tattered latex costume and tossed it in her face. “No. That’s all you get. I’ve gotten everything I needed from you.”
He picked up Spiderwoman and began to drag her to the back door of the van. Spiderwoman tried to fight him, but the sex had left her weak and powerless. The villain opened the door and tossed her back into the alley. “Thanks Spiderbitch, I had a great time. Hope it wasn’t too hard on you.” And with that, the villain slammed the back door of the van.
Spiderwoman lay on all fours in the darkened alley. Quickly she pulled her mask down over her face and grabbed the remains of her costume. She tried putting it back on. Some of it was still intact, but most of it had been torn up by the masked man. What was left covered most of her chest, though the outside portion of her breasts were visible. It also covered her crotch, though most of her backside was uncovered. ‘At least my boots and gloves aren’t torn,’ she thought to herself.
In the meantime, the villain had quickly jumped into the driver’s seat of the van and revved the motor. Shifting the van into reverse, he drove back out of the alley. Just as he reached the main street at the end of the alley, he flashed his lights twice back at the helpless and humiliated superheroine. ‘Man, what a night!’
Spiderwoman stared at the receding vehicle. She suddenly realized what had happened to her. She had allowed a man to beat her, tie her up, feel her up, fuck her and then unmask her! And to top it all, he had escaped with the jewels! She had been utterly humiliated. In her embarrassment, she suddenly felt one last erotic sexual surge. The shear humiliation of the night turned her on! She still wanted reach that climax her body so longed for. As she stood hidden in the back of the alley, she began to move her hands down to her crotch. Her gloved hands began to grope against what was left of her latex costume. She pushed and probed herself, swaying back and forth as her hands sought to finish what the villain had started. The tingling sensation she felt rising in her groin began to spread throughout her body. Her nipples tensed up again as her breasts hardened. She began to moan uncontrollably as the events of the night passed before her eyes. She began to cum as she thought of the villain unmasking her while she was fucking him. At last! Spiderwoman finally felt the orgasm surge through her body. Her knees shook as her whole body trembled. “AAAaahhhhhh!!” she groaned as her body released all her sexual tension. She fell to her knees, her disheveled hair falling all around her shoulders and face. Her mouth was puckered in an “O” as she felt her body weaken with the release of all her pent up sexual desires.
Spiderwoman stayed there on her knees, slowly letting her body release the last of its tension. She now felt incredibly embarrassed. If anyone had seen her! The shear humiliation of that shocked her. And somebody had! She had given herself up to some man, he had fucked her over and over again, and she didn’t even know who he was! ‘I can’t believe I let him…have his way with me,’ Spiderwoman thought to herself. She quickly rose to her feet. It was still night, but morning was coming soon. She couldn’t have anyone see her like this! Swiftly she leaped into the air. Most of her strength had returned, and Spiderwoman was anxious to get home before anyone could see her in this condition.
As she soared through the air, she could feel the wind between her legs. The portion of the costume which covered her crotch kept lifting up into the air, exposing her as she swung towards her apartment. If felt erotic to be exposed, even after the evening she had just experienced. As the top portion of her costume began to lift up and off of her chest, she felt even more turned on. Spiderwoman tried to suppress her excitement. That was enough! How could she still be experiencing sexual urges after what had just happened to her?! ‘Must concentrate! Can’t allow myself to be distracted now!’ she thought to herself. But her body began to tighten again in that familiar way. She felt herself becoming more and more aroused as her costume continued to flap in the wind.
Finally Spiderwoman arrived at her apartment window. She quickly lifted up the window pane and slid into her bedroom. Gingerly, she hopped to the floor and moved to the mirror by her closet. As she passed by it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection. There she stood, with her hair disheveled and most of her uniform torn from her body. But her muscular body still looked as good as ever, her beauty was still clearly visible despite the preceding ‘events.’ She looked good and she knew it. As she stared at her incredibly body, still partially covered by the cool black latex, her hands began to move against her body.
“Oh well,” she seductively thought to herself, “maybe just once more tonight…”