(Story was written quickly after I finished the game. I hope you enjoy)

Mary Jane Waston is a beautiful and intelligent red headed journalist who works for the Daily Bugle. She is an independent girl who takes every possible story lead head on. Mary Jane’s need to get all the facts has placed her in some sticky situations in the past. The Amazing Spider-man can’t always swing in to save the day. She has learned how to take care of herself by any means necessary.

This time was no different.

“Don’t move,” The masked man said in front of her as he held a gun to spider-man.

While Spider-man was cracking another joke, Mary Jane grabbed a statue and smashed it against the masked man’s head.

“Hey Pete,” she said after the body hit the ground.

“Why are you here?” Spider-man asked.

“Let me explain,” Mary Jane said.

She told the truth about sneaking in and tricking the art gallery coordinator, Rose, with the old bathroom trick. From there she lied to him about solving a puzzle and finding a secret compartment with the files about Norman Osborn. Mary Jane wanted to sound smart and heroic in front of her ex-boyfriend Spiderman a.k.a Peter Parker. She kept her true skills to herself, just like she always has.

— A few minutes Earlier—

Mary Jane easily snuck past Rose, the ridiculously stupid art gallery coordinator. Rose was distracted on the phone which made it even easier. Mary Jane closed the door behind her as she entered The Wilson Fisk Collection room.

“You can’t be in here,” Jane could be heard saying from through the door.

A loud slap sound could be heard, followed by Jane falling to the ground.

“Where is the statue?” A male voice asked.

“I don’t know,” Rose said.

“You’re useless to us then. You there, check that room. You, check that hallway and its rooms. And you, stay here and guard her. I’ll check this room over here.”

The easiest thing for Mary Jane to do was run. There was another door to escape through. She turned the handle and it was locked. The next option was to hide. She crouched down under desk and tried to stay as silent as possible.

A man wearing a mask walked into the room she was in. The door closed behind him as he approached the statue.

“Well that was easy to find,” He said to himself.

As he turned to leave the room his eyes caught Mary Jane. She barely hid under the desk but she almost got away with it.

“Hey you, get out of there,” The man said as he pointed his gun at her.

“Okay, okay. Let’s not get too crazy now,” she said, holding her hands up.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?”

“Mary Jane Watson, Daily Bugle news reporter. I was here doing a piece on the Fisk Collection.”

“Mary Jane? I’ve heard of you. You’d do anything for a scoop.”

“That’s me!” She said with a smile.

“That means you aren’t here for just your silly paper. You’re trying to steal what’s hidden in the statue,” He said with his gun trained on her.

“You know how to open it?” She asked, excitedly.

“That’s why we’re here. To get the files.”

“Maybe we can work out some sort of deal,” Mary Jane said as she walked slowly towards the man.

“I have my orders. No deal you have to offer will trump that,” he said nervously.

“I’m sure I can change your mind,” she said

She pulled off the two jackets she was wearing and let them fall to the floor.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Just getting comfortable,” she said as she walked past his gun.

The masked gunman gulped as she placed her hand on his crotch.

“How about you give me those files, and I let you fuck me?” Mary Jane whispered in his ear.

“I uh– I have my orders,” he stumbled.

“No one has to know. Just say Spider-Man got them first.”

“Fuck– Fine. You better keep up your end of the deal.” He said as she let his gun fall to his side.

“You’re the one with the gun. I’ll leave after we’re finished.”

The masked man started to move the arms on the statue and solve the puzzle before her eyes. He walked past her and grabbed a relic from the display case against the wall. After placing it in the statue’s hand, a secret compartment opened up.

“Tada,” He said, stepping back.

Mary Jane crouched down and grabbed all the files out of the drawer. She heard the door handle start to turn and she ran back to the desk.

“Everything okay in here, boss?” Another masked man asked.

“Yes it’s fine. Keep looking until I come find you,” he said angrily and shut the door.

The masked man walked towards the desk and Mary Jane crawled out.

“Time to keep up your end of the deal.” His smirk could be heard through the mask.

“How do we do this?”

“Up on the desk.” He pointed.

Mary Jane unbuttoned her pants and pulled them all the way down. The masked man watched intently as she pulled down her panties. Her smooth shaven pussy was revealed as she stepped out of her pants and underwear.

She sat on the desk and held her legs up in the air and open.

He looked down at the slit he was about to dominate. He undid his pants and pulled them below his ass. His erection came out and was on display for Mary Jane.

He lined his cock up to the red head he made a deal with and pushed himself inside. He started to grunt as he fucked her hard.

Mary Jane started to moan with pleasure as her pussy was being traded for knowledge. She couldn’t help it, she loved using her body to get what she wanted. As her moans started to get louder the masked man pressed his hand hard over her mouth.

“Keep it down bitch. If the other’s hear they will want a piece of you too. They might also just kill you,” He said.

Mary Jane suppressed her moans as her slit was being pushed in. Her knuckles were white while she tried to hold herself in place on the desk. He was fucking her so hard she would of been pushed against the wall.

“I’m gonna cum in your stupid little pussy,” he grunted.

“Fine with me. But can you open that door for me when you’re done?” She pointed at the locked door.

“Are you really in a place to be asking questions?” He chuckled.

“I think I am,” Mary Jane said, now holding the gun.

“How the? Did I really drop it when I covered your mouth?” He said as he stopped fucking her.

“You did. Now there is a new deal. I let you cum in me. You open the door?”

He didn’t have to say a word for Mary Jane to know he was smiling. He started pounding into her even harder. His cock throbbed as the gun was held to his head.

“Cum in me with your stupid cock.” Mary Jane mocked him.

His cum exploded into her as he started to moan. Mary Jane put the gun on his mouth to hush him. He continued to thrust into her as cum dripped out around the edges of his cock.

“This was so worth it,” the masked man happily said.

“For both of us.” Mary Jane’s breaths were heavy.

“I’ll unlock the door for you,” he said as he pulled out of her.

Cum pooled on the desk outside her slit as the masked man walked towards the door.

Mary Jane stood up and the remaining cum ran down her thighs. She put her jackets on first then pulled on her panties and jeans.

“You really are the Mary Jane Watson everyone talks about.” The masked man said as he unlocked the door.

“Glad I lived up to expectations,” she said with a smile.

“May I have my gun back now?” He held out his hand.

“Will you escort me out of here safely?”

“I can take you out the back way.”

“Deal.” Mary Jane handed him the gun.

They walked into the now unlocked door together into a storage room.

“Wait, I forgot the files,” Mary Jane said.

She hung up her camera that she was carrying the whole time somehow and ran back into the statue room. She looked past the cum on the desk and grabbed the files she left next to where she was sitting. When she returned to the other room the masked man that fucked her was holding his gun to Spider-Man.

Mary Jane survived by her own means. She used what she had to get what she wanted. She didn’t need a hero to swing in and save her every time.

Unfortunately she has to maintain these methods as a secret. No different than Peter’s secret identity. His plan was for her to stay hidden in the statue room while he dealt with the rest of the masked men.

It didn’t take long for his plan to get Mary Jane caught. She was thrown to the ground and punched in the back of the head. Something that could have been avoided if she used her own methods. She was still grateful that Spider-Man pulled the array of guns pointed at her head away from the masked men.

After all that her ex-boyfriend Spider-Man invited her out for some fries. Quite the pathetic gesture for ruining her plans, but a nice gesture nonetheless.

12 hours later Mary Jane opened her front door of her apartment, it was Peter Parker. They had been through a bit together and were sharing information back and forth.

“Remember that Address you wanted me to look into?” Mary Jane said as she pulled him inside, “I actually went there.”

“MJ.” Peter Sighed.

“I know, but listen.”

Mary Jane lied and told him about how she snuck around like a super spy and never got caught. How she told the truth about finding a tracker and plans for a large armored vehicle for Mr Li. Then she lied about how she quietly walked out the back door.

— a few hours earlier —

Mary Jane followed the address Spider-Man provided to a biker garage and crawled through a window to get inside. She saw an office on the far side and thought it might have some more information about Mr Li.

As she crouched and walked forwards, she noticed a rat make some noise. The sound of the rat clanging made the biker look over in that direction. This gave her the idea to tip over a box of tools to distract people she needed to get past.

She pushed over the tools and the biker looked in the direction of the crashing sound. Perfect time for Mary Jane to walk around a shelf and not be seen. Unfortunately for her, when people look around they don’t stop and look in only one direction. He looped around the shelves and quickly found her.

“Stop right there!” The Biker yelled.

“Hold on a second.” Mary Jane raised her hands.

“Ay boys, I got a live one over here.”

More bikers came from around the building. All armed with the guns pointed at Mary Jane.

“What do we do with her?” The original biker asked.

“Take her to the boss,” another biker said.

“Boss is in a meeting right now,” Another one said.

“I guess she’s all ours then.”

“Wait,” Mary Jane started to speak.

“Shut her up!” One of them yelled.

A biker grabbed Mary Jane and threw her onto the ground. He used a roll of duct tape and wrapped it around her head to cover her mouth.

“Now listen here bitch. Do what we want and you’ll crawl away from this alive.” His face was right against hers while she lay on her back.

She nodded with wide eyes.

“Strip her down boys.” A biker cheered.

They Ripped at Mary Jane’s clothes. They rolled her on her stomach first and pulled the jackets off her arms. Then they flipped her on her back and threw her scarf aside. Her shirt was ripped off her body revealing her braless c cup breasts. They were kind enough to undo the button on her pants before they were pulled off of her too. Lastly her panties were torn off her skin. She was now laying naked on the cold biker garage ground.

They played some childish game in front of her to decide who goes first. Once they were settled a biker knelt down between her legs.

“Makes sense that I go first since I found you.” The original biker grinned.

He lifted up her legs and forced his cock into her. She wanted to scream but the tape wouldn’t let her. Her tight slit wasn’t ready for this. When she had sex for info before it was on her terms. This was completely different.

He grunted as he raped her. His biker friends cheered as they watched him use his prize. A tear rolled down her face as she felt his cum enter her body. She got used for nothing, no information was gained.

“Fuck that felt good. Her small cunt will make you cum quick boys! Who’s next? Who’s next?” The original biker chanted as he got up.

The second biker came down and pushed his cock into her cum filled pussy. The original biker knelt down over Mary Jane’s head and held a gun to it.

“Anyone want their cock stroked while they wait?” He laughed.

Two men knelt down on either side of Mary Jane. She started to stroke their cocks, in fear of getting killed. At the same time her pussy was being forcibly pushed into until another rush of cum filled her body.

“You were right, this bitch is tight.”

“Next up!” The original biker called.

One of the men who was having their cocks stroked got up and moved between Mary Jane’s thighs. A new biker took his place with her hand.

“This pussy is amazing,” the third biker said as he fucked Mary Jane’s moist slit.

“I can’t hold it anymore,” said the biker who had been getting his cock stroked the longest.

He pointed his cock down at Mary Jane’s face and she stroked him until his cum exploded all over her. The men cheered as his spurts covered her.

Just as the third biker started to cum in her, the other biker she was stroking started to finish. Cum pooled inside her as another man’s cum hit her in the eye and face. The men cheered again as Mary Jane watched them with one eye open.

“What is all the noise for?” Tombstone asked loud and angrily.

“Hey boss, we were gonna tell you about her,” the original biker stuttered

“Well I’m here now and I want the last turn.”

“You’re the boss, boss.”

The bikers all backed off and watched from a distance.

“You’re just a piece of fuckable meat,” he said, looking down at Mary Jane’s naked cum covered body.

Mary Jane watched as he pulled out his 10 inch cock. It was as gray as the rest of his body was.

“Are you a tight little bitch?” He said as he knelt in front of her.

Mary Jane was silent as she looked at his large gray cock. His large gray hand was squeezing on her tit.

“I said; Are you a tight little bitch!” Tombstone yelled.

Mary Jane nodded furiously.

“Good.” He smiled

His gray cock pushed into Mary Jane’s slit. His cock hit her cervix but he kept pushing. She winced in pain as he forced himself deeper into her. He quickly got bored of pushing and started to rape her with whatever would fit. She started to cry as his wide gray cock stretched her pussy.

He paused and looked around him.

“This isn’t supposed to be a show.” He claimed out loud.

The Bikers ran away but it wasn’t enough for Tombstone. He pulled his meat out of Mary Jane and picked up her dripping, weeping body. He carried her on his shoulder back to his office and laid her over his desk.

He pushed his cock back into her and continued to fuck her as hard as he could.

Nothing but pain was felt as tears streamed down Mary Jane’s face. She opened her eye that wasn’t covered in cum and looked at Tombstone. His gray face smiled at her as he used her hole as a punching bag.

She looked at the wall beside her and that’s when she saw the blueprints for the APC that Mr. Li was having them put together. She felt around the table she was being fucked on and felt something metal and mechanical. She held it tight in her hand in case it was important.

“Stupid little cum hole sneaking in here.” He growled as he started to cum.

Mary Jane started to squirm as his gray cock shot burning hot semen inside her. She felt like she was melting from the inside out.

“Fuck that felt good,” He said, pulling out of her.

He walked out of the office, leaving her cum covered naked body laid upon his desk. She felt exhausted and used. She lay limp on the table as her raped body came to terms with what happened. She gathered the strength to look at the metal object she had picked up off the desk. It appeared to be some sort of tracking device.