A WORK IN PROGRESS...

Whaaa! Oh no! Your mask and tights are torn! Got to get away before she has a chance to see your face, or worse...

UNHH! Some kind of stunrays, bombarding me... overloading my spandexsense!!! Can barely move... Loosing your grip.Spandex-man? .....unh falling....but got to hang on...oh no she's closing in.

Thinking back you knew you were walking into a trap as you entered that abandoned jewelry warehouse...

But then when your a superhero you always expect a trap. Your spandexsense (that superhero secret weakness, that 6th sense that alerts you to the presence of dangerously kinky spandex fetish criminals) was working overtime. Your head was pulsing as you slipped into the room. The same spandexsense that allerted you to danger was about to be the death of you. Sure there were a few villains like Lycrata, Sperminator and the Torturess that knew the secret weakness, but they were harmless party girls compared to some. With them it was a game you both knew how to play. But now, someone is hunting all the heros and she promises the ultimate video. A $20 million bounty for the final cuming of Spandexman. You hoped this would be good/ As you move toward the "diamond" You foolishly step into a snare. Your ankle pulls against a pair of black elastic cords stretched low and taught across the entrance. Instantly you are entangled. Loosing your balance, Twisting to free yourself, you are forced down on bended knee. Momentarily distracted, your opponent moves quickly as you are blinded by a Spandex hood sinched tight about your neck. Instinctively your gloved hands reach up to your neck to tear off the hood, but she is there ready and waiting to cuff both hands behind your back. Her spandex covered breasts press forcefully into your back. Swiftly she cuffs your ankles and you crumble to the ground. With the speed of a rodeo clown you are hogtied, a spandex collar about your neck is loooped back to your feet to keep your back arched and slightly light headed from the restriction on your windpipe. " unhhh the fiend,,," you mutter. Still unsure of whats happened, , she's got you trapped...what will happen now?! Camera flashes tell you she is documenting your humiliatinn for her website.

A small buzzing sound!!. A minitature vibrator! She tucks it down the front of your tights. ..Thrashing about trying to get free the vibrator randomly comes in contact between you and the floor! "Just a little something to keep you preoccupied...." my evil captor purrs.

If that weren't enough, she fires a weapon, instantly encasing you in a sheer pink sack of spandex, that slowly shrinks about you. The added layer of spandex and increased exersion make you begin to sweat. intensify the smell of sex and fear you exude. Moving quickly she is on top of you pressing her well spandex encased body against your well muscled form and whispering "The fun and games have only just begun my little superhero...and your defeat will be glorious! HAHAHHAH" TO BE CONT???