Making The Band (Patreon)

Once Gwen got the symbiote, she decided there would be some changes made to the Mary Janes. Some discipline. All the bandmates would attend practice. No more partying till dawn. No drugs. A few other rules to ensure they wouldn’t flame out like other bands did once they got a taste of fame. 

The punishment was simple. A spanking, delivered with spider-strength.

Glory became the first victim after she skipped out on band practice to smoke weed. She didn’t think Gwen was serious. Crying hysterically and in a state of near collapse, she went to her fate bent across Gwen’s lap. Gwen made sure their bandmates were all there to see the comely young woman, bottomless and put through her paces with several slaps to her naughty ass that left her buttocks a blazing red and reduced her to distraught sobs. After her bottom had been sufficiently warmed, her panties were declared forfeit, and Gwen pocketed them before insisting they get on with practice. If Glory wore a skirt too short to cover up her blazing ass and suspiciously glimmering sex, that was her own fault.

Afterward, Glory eagerly followed Gwen back to her apartment, like a puppy who’d been fed. Glory proved to be so sex-starved that neither of them took time to disrobe. Holding her punk rock jumper up out of the way, Glory backed her against the wall and Gwen fucked her with the symbiote, Glory’s stockinged legs coiled tightly around her waist. If Glory thought it was a strap-on, she didn’t ask questions about what the white slime was that it left inside her.

Everyone was surprised that Em Jay wasn’t the first to cross Gwen’s legs, but she made up for lost time. It was like once she saw Gwen was serious, she had to test her. After she held up the band for five minutes, staying in her trailer, Gwen went to her trailer, paddled her ass, and made her play the venue immediately—it wasn’t like she could sit down.

Em Jay didn’t give any encores. She went to Gwen’s dressing room with her ass burning furiously and simply begged to have Gwen’s big, beautiful cock in her mouth. She got down on her knees and took the rock-hard member out of Gwen’s pants herself, eagerly and joyously sucking a climax out of it, then slurping another pounding erection out of it without even pausing to catch her breath. Seeing that Em Jay wouldn’t be satisfied with a blowjob—with being in control—Gwen delivered a brutal doggystyle fuck until Em Jay had nearly swooned with ecstasy. She begged for more, but Gwen forced her to finally give the audience their encore.

Betty, Gwen hadn’t even had to spank. In the privacy of Gwen’s apartment, the cute brunette had brazenly turned up her pristine ass, as if offended by it not being marked, and begged to be sodomized. Gwen was surprised, but more than willing to grant her wish. For hours afterward, the walls of the apartment echoed with Betty’s masochistic screams as her incredibly tight anus was violated—all while Gwen gave her a spanking that would’ve brought an admiring gleam to the eye of the Marquis de Sade. Grinding and twisting her deeply scarlet buttocks in a savage dance against Gwen’s symbiote, Betty enjoyed an intensely submissive climax as the symbiote spurted itself deep into her rectum.

It was then that Gwen—and Venom—decided they would have to employ harsher measures to discipline their bandmates. After all, it was meant to be a punishment. Gwen had never heard of a punishment that had its victims lining up to get more.