Job Security
Copyright© 2024 by Xanzibar
Chapter 4: Deeper in the Hole...
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: Deeper in the Hole... - MJ and Peter find themselves in dire financial straits after his identity is revealed. An angry Jameson decides to fire Peter and threatens to sue Peter if MJ does not submit to his demand to become his plaything. However, Jameson is much more dominant than Peter and with the help of modern Pharmaceuticals proceeds to overpower MJ in the most delicious ways possible.
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Blackmail Consensual Reluctant Heterosexual Fan Fiction Superhero Workplace Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife BDSM DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Torture Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Squirting Foot Fetish Leg Fetish Public Sex Nudism Revenge Transformation
Vixen Alluring Dance Class for Professionals ... MJ did not think anything of it when she saw it in her contract. But Jameson and sent her home early to go to orientation for their latest class to start. MJ was fit and she had taken traditional dance class when she was younger but stopped pursuing it when she went into modelling.
She never heard of this school but Jameson had an uber take her there. MJ went downstairs and was met by man waiting for her. He drove her to the studio. It was not in the best area but it was not bad either it was unfortunately, and this is what had MJ scared, located at a strip club, named Pandora’s Playground Exotic Dancing Club.
MJ walked inside she was wearing her yoga gear because she thought this was going to be a traditional dance class. She was met with five very lovely women who appeared to be there to learn to be strippers like hers.
She found out that Pandora’s was ran but not owned by a woman who went by the name of Vixen. She appeared to be a retired stripper who had a razor gaze about her. The woman was taller than MJ and she was very toned, black woman. The class consisted of two Latinas, one Asian, and one black woman, MJ was the only white woman and they all looked at her like she was on the menu.
“Oh my lookie here, nice of you to join us. What brings a lovely snowbunny here to Vixen’s class” The woman said referring to herself in the third person.
“I was sent here by Mr. Jameson as a condition for my Emp”
“Oh you are Jonah’s girl ... oh you are a nice one, oh this is wonderful you are going to be very fun.” Vixen’s eyes lit up with excitement. Too much excitement for MJ comfort but what was she going to do. She would be ruined if she reneged on their deal. Peter had already gotten in an enormous argument with her about all the time she had spent away from home. Fortunately MJ had a counterargument that Peter was gone for more time, and she stood by him, especially since he was not bringing home a paycheck. The counterargument left him crestfallen. He barely saw her anymore, but a lot of that had to do with Jameson’s mingling.
“Go to the dressing room, and tell her you need to get ready for class” Vixen said pointing to the dressing rooms behind the stage.
“I am ok to dance in this. I used it for my last dancing class” MJ tried to interject.
“Hahahahaha” The entire class erupted in laughter at MJ’s naïveté.
“Oh snow bunny has a sense of humor, go get your ass in there so you can wear the right gear slut. Now” Vixen said in a commanding tone. MJ lowered her head in embarrassment as she walked behind the stage and was met with a very sexy blonde who was also a stripper, she was heavily made up and decked out in body glitter.
“Oh sweetie are you lost” She said.
“Vixen told me to get my ass in here to get my gear.”
“Oh I bet, sugar” The blonde woman said with a southern twang.
“Let’s get you out of those vanilla clothes, and get you into something smoldering, the name is Daisy. It is my stage name, it is all we are allowed to go by here. You get yours during graduation” She said giggling.
Daisy led MJ to a small changing area, lined with mirrors and racks of skimpy clothing. “Alright girl, let’s see what we have here. Vixen wants you looking hot and ready to strip,” she said with a wink. Without waiting for a response, Daisy began rummaging through the racks, pulling out various pieces of lingerie and costumes.
MJ stood there awkwardly, shifting from foot to foot as she watched Daisy select her outfit. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this - getting ready to strip in front of a class full of strangers. But she reminded herself that it was all part of her deal with Jameson, and if she wanted her career back, she had no choice but to go through with it.
“Here we go,” Daisy said triumphantly as she held up a sheer black lace teddy. “This will look amazing on you.” She handed the lingerie to MJ and then started picking out additional items - fishnet stockings, black 6” black high heel platform heels, an assortment of jewelry.
MJ took a deep breath as she stepped out of her clothes and into the teddy. It barely covered anything - the flimsy fabric leaving little to the imagination. She felt incredibly exposed and vulnerable. As Daisy helped her slip on the stockings and heels, MJ felt like she was being transformed into someone else - someone who sold herself for sex.
“That looks great on you,” Daisy exclaimed when they were finished. “But we’re not done yet.” She reached for a short plaid skirt and buttoned up blouse - complete with nylon silk thigh fishnets and pigtails. “This is your schoolgirl outfit for your first dance routine.”
MJ’s eyes widened in shock at the revealing costume in front of her. But before she could protest or question it, Daisy was already pushing her towards one of the mirrors.
“Come on snow bunny, time to practice our moves,” Daisy said with a mischievous grin.
Feeling like she was in a trance, she walked towards the stage area. MJ heels clacked loudly as she was getting used to walking in the high heels on constant basis but these were even taller than the ones she was used to.
“Ah bunny lets get a look at your fine ass, get over here “school girl”” Vixen commanded. MJ made her way to Vixen and was not expecting what came when she arrived.
As MJ approached Vixen, she was taken aback when the older woman suddenly pulled her in for a long, slow French kiss. Her heart raced as Vixen’s hands roamed all over her body, feeling up every inch of her.
The kiss was electrifying and MJ found herself getting lost in the sensation. She had never been with a woman before, but Vixen’s touch felt intoxicating - like she couldn’t get enough.
When the kiss finally ended, MJ was left breathless and wanting more. But before she could say anything, Vixen spoke.
“Damn snow bunny, you’re a great kisser,” she purred. “But let’s save some for later.”
MJ blushed at the compliment and couldn’t help but feel eager for their future encounters.
“Now let’s get to work on that dance routine,” Vixen said as she grabbed MJ’s hand and led her towards the stage area.
They spent the next hour practicing different moves - twerking, pole dancing, and sensual hip gyrations. MJ tried her best to mimic Vixen’s every move, but it was clear that she was still inexperienced compared to the seasoned stripper.
“Don’t worry snow bunny,” Vixen reassured her. “You’ll get the hang of it.”
After what seemed like endless practice, they finally called it a day. MJ felt exhausted and sore from all the dancing but also exhilarated at learning something completely new.
Vixen handed her a bottle of water and smiled warmly at her before leaning in for another kiss. This one was shorter but just as intense.
“We make quite a team,” Vixen said with a wink before heading off to take care of other business in the club.
MJ stood there for a few moments, feeling dizzy with excitement and confusion. She couldn’t believe what had just happened - not just the stripping lessons, but also the unexpected chemistry she had with Vixen.
“Good, you will accept a kiss from any dancer here. Your routines will often require you to publicly display your female on female urges sweetie the audience always love to watch two women kissing, among other things.
“Don’t worry Jonah paid for the most expensive training package for you, he must really like you. You are in for a ride. Don’t worry about your gear, now that we got your measurements, Jameson will pick your outfits to train in every session. I look forward to training you. See you next practice.” She said before walking back to office.
A car was waiting for her in the parking lot to take her. MJ was so confused, she had just left a strip club to learn out to become a stripper, she had been fucked non-stop sense going to Jameson’s apartment and taking his offer, and she was loving every second of it.
As usual, Peter was running late for work. He quickly changed into his Spiderman suit and swung across the city to get to the Daily Bugle.
But before he could even make it inside, he was ambushed by Rhino. The two engaged in a fierce battle, causing destruction and chaos in their wake.
One moment, Peter was dodging Rhino’s powerful punches and the next, he was struck down by a raging bull charge.
He collapsed on the ground, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Unable to continue fighting, he watched as Rhino made his escape.
When he woke up hours later, he was in the hospital in a hospital gown. MJ was in tears thinking that he was dead.
Two days later...
Peter was released from the hospital and as they drove home, Peter called to call into work and tell them he would be out for a while. To make matters worse, when Peter called J Jonah Jameson to explain why he didn’t show up for work, Jameson fired him on the spot for skipping work without any explanation. He apparently missed a big event he was suppose to be shooting pictures. MJ stopped the car and began crying hard. Their situation just got worse, his crime fighting always put them behind the eight-ball, again. She was Jameson’s sex slave because Peter could not keep a job nor support her in any way. She had been pulling all the weight all this time, and she was about to snap.
MJ realized what Peter had not yet, he was always so horrible about this part of his life. He always just wanted to play cops and robbers that he never was focused on the here and now. MJ realized right then and there are the chances of them every having a family were very slim. Worse there was no way she could take care of him and earn enough money to keep them out of financial ruin.
Peter tried to get up and leave but quickly realized that he couldn’t even stand properly without feeling immense pain in his side. Aunt May scolded him for not being careful while fighting villains and insisted that he rest and recover at her house.
Feeling defeated and frustrated with himself, Peter stayed at Aunt May’s house until he could heal, which the doctors said could be anywhere from two to four months. He couldn’t believe that he had let Rhino get the best of him, and now he was injured and out of commission.
Peter felt helpless as he realized that not only was he unable to be Spider-Man but also unable to support himself financially now that he had lost his job.
Meanwhile, it was now up to MJ to keep them afloat financially without any help from Peter. Jameson refused to let her move back in with Peter’s mother - who lived far from MJ’s job at the Bugle - because she needed to be closer to properly perform her job for Jameson. He told her that if she moved in with Aunt May, that she would be fired, evicted, and the lawyers would sue Peter and by extension her for committing fraud in posing for pictures and selling them under the guise that Peter was not Spider-Man.
The Next Morning...
Jameson read the front page of the paper while the lips of MJ slurping on his cocks were heard. She moaned so effortlessly now. Part of him thought she enjoyed sucking his cock now. He grunted into her mouth and let her head free to see MJ show him his cum in her mouth.
“Ooo that is a good girl, you can swallow now.”
“Mmm Thank you Daddy” MJ said as she gave Jameson a bright smile to placate him. She went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She wanted to make sure she kept her job, but something was different with Jameson, an almost sinister grin he gave her. She felt like she was broken down further than she already had been.
MJ walked back into the office to see Jamerson standing up and waiting for her. He looked at her up and down and said, “Follow me, I have a surprise for you.”
MJ followed Jameson down to the lobby and towards his car. She was curious as to where he was taking her, but she knew better than to question him. As they drove, she could feel his eyes on her, studying her every move. She squirmed under his intense gaze, feeling both excited and nervous at the same time.
After a short drive, they arrived at a tattoo studio. MJ had never been to one before, but she had seen them in movies and TV shows. Jameson led her inside and introduced her to the owner of the shop. The man’s name was Frankie and he had a stern look on his face as he eyed MJ up and down.
“Frankie is going to take care of you today,” Jameson said with a smirk.
MJ was confused as she looked at Frankie. Why would she need to be taken care of? But before she could ask any questions, Jameson handed her a piece of paper with a design on it.
“You’re getting your nipples pierced,” he said stoically.
MJ’s eyes widened in shock and embarrassment. She had always been self-conscious about her breasts, even though Peter always reassured her that he loved them just the way they were. And now here she was, about to get them pierced at the request of Jameson.
But deep down, MJ couldn’t deny that there was also some excitement building in her stomach. She had always been curious about piercing but never had the courage to do it.
Frankie took MJ into the back room and helped her undress from the waist up. He then placed markers on her nipples where they were going to be pierced and gave MJ some instructions on how to take care of them afterward.