Chapter 7

"Is cozy. . ." Gwen said as she walked into her boyfriend's small and messy apartment for the first time, she couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed. The space was cramped and cluttered, with dog food and fabric scattered everywhere.

Despite the mess, the woman couldn't help but feel a bit endeared by the sight. It was clear that her Peter was a bit of a slob, but she knew that he was a kind and loving person at heart. She made a mental note to help him clean up and organize the space, hoping that it would help him feel more at home in his own apartment.

However, the girl's eyes lit up with excitement when she saw Peter's workshop. She had always been a bit of a tech geek, and the sight of all the gadgets and tools scattered throughout the room was enough to make her heart skip a beat.

Her boyfriend watched with amusement as the woman's eyes darted around the room. Gwen gave special attention to the computer screen, the shelves stocked with spare parts, and the workbench covered in wires and circuit boards.

She made clear to Peter that the woman was in her element, nerding out and getting completely absorbed in the technical aspects of the workshop. He couldn't help but smile at the sight of her enthusiasm and was happy to share his love of technology with her.

"Gonna get a mansion someday, don't worry." Peter let out a small laugh as he got closer, grabbing her hips with a sudden hand motion.

"I am more of a castle girl," she muttered before the boy playfully bit her neck.

That reminded Gwen of that time when they were kids and Peter bit her while playing. She cried so much and the boy's aunt was really angry with him. Ironic that now he was making her sob but in a good way.

"Deal. . ." Peter whispered in her ear and she began to feel weird. The girl's heart began to race and her face went red.

The phantom pain of Peter's cock crushing her pussy came back, her slit itching for the boy's punishment. Fuck, after that night Gwent spent the rest of the night fingering her cunt and licking the spunk from her fingers until she was completely dry.

"So . . . whawhawhat should we do first?" She said nervously.

Gwen was walked by Peter into the bedroom and sat down on the bed, she couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort and familiarity wash over her. The bed was small and unassuming, but it felt like a cozy and safe place to rest.

She inhaled deeply, smelling his sweat mixed with the faint aroma of his favorite cologne infused on the bed. Despite the unpleasant source, the woman found the smell comforting and familiar. A reminder of the closeness and intimacy she had with Peter since they were children. She took a few more deep breaths, savoring the musky scent.

Gwen looked up at her boyfriend and she felt a warm sense of love and contentment wash over her. She was happy to be with him, in his small and messy apartment, surrounded by all the things that made it feel like home.

"Are you ok with master and slave play? I mean we can do it without that if you want," he asked with a nervous tone as he slowly took down his clothes.

"You are such a pervert Peter, never imagine you have that side." It was comforting to know that both have a dirty side on them.

She always looked at the boy as the kind of guy that would feel ashamed to even choke her. But now? Gwen could trust that Peter would satisfy all her lewd fantasies.

"Do you dislike it?" The boy pulled out his massive cock already fully erect, threatening to demolish the girl's guts with just one thrust.

As a good girl, she immediately assumed the proper position.

The girl went in all four over the bed, facing the sheets. Gwen took a deep breath in and as she exhaled, the girl began to bend forward, reaching her hands toward the mattress. She planted her palms and knees firmly on the bed.

She proudly displayed her ass to Peter. Gwen was aware that this part of her was the object of the boy's adoration; she was pleased that after all her efforts in training her legs, someone was finally noticing her booty.

"I actually . . . love it," she purred. Then felt her boyfriend's hands slowly lowering her pants and exposing her white with blue strips panties to the air.

"I'm not asking you to do this because I want to control you, Gwen," he said firmly.

"This is something I'm asking you to do because it's the right thing to do. If you want to be happy, you must learn to follow me." The man's teeth then pulled down her pants, exposing her wet slit and pink star to his lustful gaze.

"Why should I listen to you?" she asked, her voice laced with skepticism as she played the bad girl role.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?!" She protested but the girl was quickly silent by a powerful slap on her ass.

She shivered and let out a loud moan as the pain ran across her body. Not even her dad had slapped her before! It felt . . .weird but nice.

"I'm your owner and mate, Gwen," he said patiently.

"It's my job to help you develop into a happy slut and give you the pleasure you need. And I have a lot of experience in this field," he whispered in her ears before giving her another slap in the same place as before, making sure to leave an imprint of his hand on that cheek.

"Your left-hand doesn't count." She needed to say that, it would ruin the mood but the girl wouldn't waste that chance.

Both began bursting laughing as the pair of idiots in love they were.

"God dammit." Peter couldn't stop chuckling at the joke.

"Sorry, keep going." She apologized with a mischievous smile.

"Ok, where I was. . . oh yea." The boy needed to take a second to recover his dominant aura and when he did, Peter let out a loud grunt and stabbed her pussy with two fingers.

"If you think that way, why are you so wet?" He said while using all his superhuman strength and speed to molest her G spot. Fingering Gwen even harder than she did each morning.

"Is it your fault! Since yesterday I can't take you out of my mind!" She moaned as her eyes rolled at the back of her head.

He kept going until the boy's fingers were coated by the slimy fluids of his girlfriend's slit. In and out, spreading her lips apart, rubbing her G spot, etc. A set of movements made her moan like the bitch in heat she was.

"What you cannot take out of your mind?" He suddenly stopped, right on the brink of her orgasm.

"Your cock . . ." she purred as the tip of her boyfriend's manhood began to slide up and down her moist slit.

"What? I didn't hear you." He kept teasing her, not letting her climax until she muttered those dirty words.

"You fat and huge cock!" When she screamed that, she felt Peter suddenly moving his hip, forcing his massive weapon inside her pussy.

She let out a loud scream of pain as her body shook like a leaf on the wind. He was crushing her cervix at the same time he made her come. The boy made sure to tie the feeling of pain and pleasure together to make Gwen an obedient masochist bitch.

The best part? This wasn't a villain or criminal raping her. It was Gwen's best friend rearranging her guts that was making her scream. She could let her sink in that pleasure as much as she wanted without feeling guilty or bad.

"Fuck, you really like to be an obedient little slut right?" Peter grunted as the head of his cock pressed against the girl's most sensitive part. Now that the pleasure of the orgasm was quickly fading, Gwen began to feel the pain of that monster knocking on her womb door.

"Yes . . ." Gwen hesitated, then nodded reluctantly.

"Can you . . . move . . .please?" She asked as Peter refused to budge an inch, pressing his cock even harder inside her. Attempting to force his way inside the girl where there was no room to move.

"Beg for it." He stirred it, like a criminal twisting the knife on the wound.

"Wait . . . what?" Gwen's eyes began to water, it felt horrible but at the same time it was . . . good. Having that huge, hot and throbbing meat rod inside her made the girl's head spin in a mixture of ecstasy and distress.

"Do you know how fucking frustrating it is to fuck a pussy like yours? I can't even get balls deep." He slapped her ass again, making sure that she remembered the feeling.

"If you want me to take the extra job of training it, beg for it." A shiver ran down her spine. There was no way that she could refuse Peter's order.

He was her master, her owner, her love.The girl's whole body was just a tool for him, a living fighting gadget and a cum dump for his huge cock. She was now the mother of his kids, a breeding bitch for that wild stallion. This was the least Gwen could do after letting him die.

It was wrong, she knew that. This was survivor bias polluting her mind but she didn't care.

The girl wanted to redeem herself, to protect him, to make her guilt fade away. This? This made her feel peaceful at last.

"Please . . . I want your huge cock reshaping my pussy," she confessed as the first tears began to ruin her makeup.

"Please what?" Peter said with an aggressive tone, almost growling at her.

One hand pinch her small clit, stretching it in a way that made her howl.

"Please master!" And with that, she unleashed the beast.

"Good girl!" He began to fuck her not like a lover or even a human. Peter was fast and brutal, moving his hips with a speed and strength that would kill a normal woman. The slapping sounds of his hips colliding with her butt echoed around the room.

"You are a real little slut!" Peter coiled his arms around her neck, choking Gwen with a firm grab. Even if she entered in a panic now there was no way she could escape the savage beating that the boy was giving her.

"Yes! It feels so good!" She squealed like a pig while gasping for air.

"Do you like my dick?! Are you hooked to my meat rod?!" He was aggressive, vulgar, and brutal. A true dominant monster attacking her without mercy.

"I am addicted to my boyfriend's huge cock!" She came again, gushing from her slit like the dirty animal she was but Peter refused to stop.

The girl felt a rush of excitement as her pussy was beaten into submission. She felt dirty and weak, like an animal getting bred during mating season. Gwen reveled in the feeling of her pussy contracting and expanding, working on the cock breaking her to give it the utmost pleasure. The girl felt connected to her body in a way that she never had before, and it brought her a sense of pleasure and wildness that she couldn't get anywhere else. As Gwen pushed herself lower and lower, she felt a sense of primal satisfaction and joy wash over her, and she knew that this was exactly where she belonged.

Even as the girl started to feel the burn in her muscles and the sweat pouring down her face, she didn't let it deter her. Gwen embraced the feeling of being pushed to her limits, knowing that it was all part of the process of becoming a proper mate for the boy.

"By the way, Gwen, do you know that my suit is really weird?" Peter said after taking a deep breath.

"Fuck . . .yes? . . . o god you are too deep!" She screamed again as the cock got rammed into her.

"She is an alien girl, my other mate." The confession took her by surprise.

"Are you fucking serious?!" Gwen screamed as her eyes widened.

"Hello, I am Venom." A massive maw of teeth and black goo appeared in front of her, talking with a calm tone. It was like a tentacle coming out of Peter's body.

"What the hell Peter?!" She snarled back, offended and furious at that revelation. Why did he keep it a secret that he had a lewd tentacle monster as a side chick?! The bastard knew how much she liked that stuff!

Fuck, he even caught her one time flipping her bean while looking at those weird Japanese animations about tentacles and girls!. Truly the scum of the earth.

"Come on Gwen! I wanted to make it a surprise. We can be part of a big family together!"

She felt something hot, wet, and slimy going slowly between her butt cheeks and eventually reaching her asshole. The size of a finger, it began to circle around the edges, like a shark about to attack a bleeding prey.

"Wait! What is she doing?!" She protested, there was no way she could recover from having both holes fucked at the same time. Gwen's heart wasn't ready for something like that, she just lost her virginity yesterday!

"Training that hole, my love needed it open wide so you will not suffer." With those soft words, the alien attack. Slowly pushing that tendril inside her pink start, reaching places that were never meant to be touched.

"Ah, that is my ass!" It felt strange, a completely different kind of pain and pleasure mix than the one on her pussy. The pleasure of anal sex was intoxicating, even if only a finger wide.

"See? Isn't it great having her around?" The duo kept assaulting her with brutal dedication. They were focused on making her climax over and over until she was completely addicted to their pleasure. Joke on them, she was into it from the beginning.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck she is too deep!"

Tears streamed down Gwen's face, leaving tracks of black and smudged mascara in their wake. She had spent a lot of time getting ready for the date, carefully applying each stroke of makeup and styling her hair to perfection in order to look cute for Peter.

But now, as she was fucked for what felt like hours, all of her efforts seemed to have been for nothing. The tears had smeared her carefully applied eyeshadow and caused her mascara to run, leaving her looking like a hot mess.

Despite the mess, the woman couldn't bring herself to care. The tears kept coming, and she let them fall, not caring how they ruined her carefully crafted appearance. She was too lost in her own pleasure to worry about anything else.

"I will need some time, my love. Her asshole will be ready in two weeks, one if you mate nonstop," the creature said as the girl felt her backdoor becoming a little looser than before.

"That is great. I want Gwen to enjoy it as much as I will," Peter said as he moved his hips like an animal. Moaning and groaning like a beast in heat he was.

"Ah fuck! My mind is going blank!" She gritted her teeth as her mind was being broken by the coordinated attack of both lovers. Gwen's lower body was on fire, completely conquered by those two monsters.

"That is! Surrender to us! You are just our slut to breed and fuck!" The alien roared and she obeyed. The girl wasn't a hero or even a woman, she was a piece of meat to be used to give birth to Peter's spawns and be a toilet for his spunk.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" Gwen screamed as she felt the final climax, a dual orgasm about to burst from both holes.

"We will breed you over and over! Sluts like you are only worth as brood mothers!" Both said at the same time before finishing inside her.

The burst of seed overflowed her womb, stuffing Gwen like a sow. She screamed even louder now that she had been hit by a double orgasm while her womb was filled with her lover's hot spunk. Even if she was already pregnant, the girl could feel the boy swimmers attempting to mate with her. That virile and powerful cum sent shivers down her spine.

"That is, take it all you slut . . ." Peter muttered as he was still cumming inside her. To the point, her pussy began to leak all over the sheets.

"Ah . . .ah . . . ah . . . " The girl rolled her eyes to the back of her head. Gwen was out of commission after collapsing on the mattress and panting like a dog.

"Spread your ass and pussy for me, let us see." He asked and she obeyed.

Gwen with her nibble and elegant fingers spread out her ass so the boy could see the result of his hard work. Her pussy now was an obscene hole oozing the white and thick liquid, still shivering from her powerful climax. The girl's asshole was gaping, too small still to get the full force of the spider but a little wider than before.

"Good slut." He rewarded her with a final slap on the ass.

It was great to have Peter back.

"So, what do you think? Are you ok with sharing?" Peter asked while cuddling with the girl, giving her some time to rest.

"Yes . . ." She muttered, still a little dazed by the whole deal.

"Yes, what?" He inquired before grabbing her tired clit between his fingers and pinching it.

"Yes, master!" Gwen screamed.

"Keep working and you will be worthy of my master's love," the alien whispered at the girl before licking her face, savoring the salty tears.

"So, hope you two have no problems." Peter let her alone and kissed her on the lips as he hugged her gently.

"It's fine . . . as long as you always have time for me." Gwen's hands coiled around Peter's well-toned torso.

"Don't worry! I will have time for all the girls in my family."

"More girls?" Gwen was a little worried. She wanted to protect Peter more than anything and other women could be a bad influence on him.

What would she do if he lost him again? No, never again.

She felt something scratching the back of her head, something that had infected her from the dimensional merge like her father. A lifetime of memories that had a metallic-coppery stench with some pungent and unpleasant undertones.

Gwen ignored and repressed them. The girl knew that the second she looked into that abyss, she would be consumed by it. For now, it was just a minor thing but for how long could she keep ignoring it?

"Yes, like Black Cat or I don't know . . . MJ?" He stated this calmly.

"Promise you will take care of yourself," Gwen asked with a serious tone.

"What? You are not gonna ask to have at least a date per day or a good training session?"

"Oh, I don't even have to say that but . . . I don't want you getting hurt because you can't keep it in your pants."

"So no succubus?"

"Unless you use a holy condom. Like with small crosses drawn on it or lube it with holy water," she joked around.

"Fine, I can do that. I promise that I will not fuck obvious traps."

"That is all I want to hear."

And with that, the duo took a shower and got ready for that night patrol.

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