Never Kill A Spider...

...unless, of course, he has wrapped you up like a helpless fly in a web made of unbreakable spider-silk.  Four gray packages lay on the floor of The Illusionists hideout, each roughly the size of a big male.  One was curled in a fetal position, two others bound-up in prone position like Egyptian mummies, and one huge one still moving as if the living thing inside could possibly escape the thin, tight wrappings containing it.  Each of the cocoons contained a male superhero: Thor, Ironman, Giant-Man, and Captain America, all of whom had been cleverly subdued by Spidey one-by-one.  Now the webslinger had delivered his cargo to the villain's lair to be used or disposed of as the demented Dr. saw fit.

Spidey stood by, seemingly in a stunned trance, as Mysterio moved to the largest of the soft, yet inescapable sacks and began stroking and fondling the hero trapped inside through the tensile skin keeping him contained.  Slowly at first, and then more and more as Mysterio continued rubbing and prodding the sack, Giant-Man seemed to come-alive within his prison, in either an attempt to escape it or simply to escape Mysterio's rather carnal assault on his huge muscled form.  It was clear by the way the sack was moving that Giant-Man's breathing was labored and increasing in tempo, probably because of the nearly impermeable skin in which he was contained.  Mysterio seemed to laugh softly as he straddled the cocoon and slowly dry-humped the silken webbing as it moved with Giant-Mans efforts to escape.  It was clear the villain was enjoying his control over this huge hero in a most base fashion. 

Some movement caught The Illusionist's eye across the room and he ceased his ministrations on Giant-Man, moving towards the source of the movement: Judging by the size and shape of the mummy-like thing beginning to awaken, it was Thor.  Mysterio began to repeat his vile probings on Thor to very much the same result.  One could almost feel the tension rise in the room as the Norse God was physically violated by this inferior being.  Even worse, the very clear outline of a massive male erection began to appear even through the ultra-tight webbing keeping Thor helpless and at the mercy of Mysterio. 

A guttural growl, though quite muffled, could be heard in the still room as the ire of Thor rose.  In response, Mysterio moved to a work bench and there procured a hard rubber ball-gag which he quickly shoved into place where Thor's gaping mouth showed through the webbing...likewise, the villain secured the thing in place with stout leather straps, effectively silencing the hero's protestations.  Mysterio resumed his torture of Thor, focusing on the obvious hardness at his mid-section.  The beleaguered hero made quite a sight as he exerted his super-strength to resist the lustful advances of his captor.  It was however useless...Spidey's webbing was of a manufacture that even this mighty god could not break free...for the time being, at least.  And of course Iron Man and Captain America had yet to receive the benefits of Mysterio's attentions.  Mysterio turned as if sensing something, only to watch as Peter Parker slowly ran his spider-gloved hand over his own prodigious package in what can only be described as a gesture of desperate arousal.  It's going to be a very interesting few days thought Mysterio, as he returned to the indisposed Norse God and his delightful torture session.