"Going someplace?" I growled, as the web slinger attempted to exit, using my whip to punctuate my query. I glared through his mask into his Spidey eyes as he slowly backed up, step by step, til his tight, spandex covered, ass was flat against the wall. The bump sends his tray clashing to the ground. Never breaking the gaze between us I reach down and place both hands on his hips. Slowly I drag my hands upward tracing his firm torso, never stopping til I force his long lean arms above his head, pinning them together there. With an unsuspected swiftness I use my famed, trusty, whip to lash his wrists firmly to the well affixed wall sconce. I lean in, roll his mask up partly, and gently run my slick, wet tongue across the inside of his top lip...pressing close enough to him to get a good feel of his web shooter "That will have to hold you for now...don't go running off", I purr, with an evil grin as I turn and stride back out to the party.

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The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.~ Betty Grable

If I wanted your opinion, I'd remove the duct tape and ask you for it.~ Me
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