Unbetitelt

After his last humiliating bondage experience at the hands of Venom, Spiderman decided he needed to enlist the services of a secret organization only known to a select few in the superhero community. This organization is made up a group of retired superheroes, and specializes in teaching the art of advanced escape techniques for when superheroes inevitably find themselves captured and bound in some sort of diabolical bondage device.

They also help train superheroes on how to endure any painful and erotic torments they might be exposed to when in bondage, especially when escape is impossible. And let’s face it, today’s super villains are much more capable in the art of bondage and torment than their predecessors were…

Spiderman arrived at the isolated island where the group’s training facilities were located, and after a short physical by the group’s medical staff he was led into a room where his first lesson was to be held. The training plan he approved was to start slow with simple bondage situations, and work his way up to more advanced situations that would reflect recent the current state of evil super villain death devices.

Although it was awkward, Spiderman allowed the staff to place specially engineered restraints around his wrists which were attached to chains anchored to pulleys at the top corners of a St. Andrews Cross. The staff activated the pulleys, which caused the chains to pull Spiderman’s arms tightly above his head. Similar restraints were placed around his ankles, which were attached to chains at the bottom corners of the cross. With the push of another button, the chains on his ankles were retracted into the pulleys causing his ankles to be pulled to the corners of the cross.

Spiderman was now stretched out tight, in a standing spread eagle fixed to a bondage cross. As he struggled a bit to test his bonds, he was suddenly struck with the thought that unlike all of his previous experiences with being restrained, this was the first time he actually allowed someone to do it intentionally and by a group of people he trusted. Even though he was helpless, he felt safe with these people. It was then that he noticed how turned on he was becoming, and that was becoming very evident by the growing bulge at his crotch.

The door to the room he was tied up in suddenly opened, and in walked a small group of four training specialists (as they called them). Each training specialist was wearing a perfectly skin tight dark blue Spandex catsuit, and was carrying multiple bondage or torment devices. There were now a total of six training specialists in the room, all staring at Spiderman as he flexed in his bondage. He also noticed at least half of them were staring at his crotch. After a short time, two of the specialists holding various leather items approached Spiderman. They proceeded to lock a wide panel gag and a leather blindfold on his head, and then he felt them lock a three inch wide collar around his neck.