Marvel: A-Force (for Crooked)

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WARNING SPOILERS AHEAD - READ UNDER YOUR OWN RISK


It’s been over four months since the end of the Earth war, where all the Avangers from the entire universe had joined forces as huge army in order to defeat Thanos and his forces, saving not only earth but once again a great portion of the universe from disappearing. The victory has been celebrated all over many worlds, where plenty of people, creatures, aliens and multiple forms of life had managed to return to the life and be once again with their beloved ones; it truly felt like a true fairy tale ending with a sweet happy resolution for all the heroes that had given their sweat, blood, and life to the protection of the world.

Still the fact that the fight was over, it didn’t meant that the war was too. As a matter of fact, the Infinity war and what Thanos was able to do, only reflected what Nick Fury has believed since his first attempt to create the Avangers, ‘there’s plenty of dangers in the entire universe and there’s the need for someone or something to be there to stop them’. Thanos was just a free taste of many of those dangers that will eventually come sooner or later, and with that there was the need of something to stop those threats to archive their goals, there was the need of heroes that will face that evil with courage and determination, there was the need for the Avangers.

However after such cruel and intense war, conflict, fall and rise of those heroes, the entire group of the original Avangers were no more. Tony Stark alias Iron Man was gone after he sacrificed his life in order to use the Infinity Gauntlet to defeat Thanos and his army, Steve Rogers alias Captain America had travel back in time where he spend his life in a happy and peaceful way with the love of his life, Thor has dropped his position as Asgard’s King to Valkyria and has gone along with the Galaxy Guardians to have adventures and fun, Clint Barton alias Hawkeye had retired from the service and was enjoying a happy life with his family and Bruce Banner alias Hulk was no longer the beast he used to beat and instead was focusing himself in more technology stuff. That was only two members of the original Avangers remained active and willing to keep fighting against the forces of evil, those were Nick Fury, and Natasha Romanova alias Black Widow. The most funny thing about this last detail was that they didn’t even remained together, since Fury decided to focus in re constructing The Shield with new heroes while Natasha and two other woman’s will proceed to create something from the ground similar to what the Avengers where.

One of those woman’s was none other than Pepper Potts who willing to carry the legacy and memory of her beloved late husband, didn’t thought twice about being part of this project of creating the new base of warriors that will defend the earth and universe. And that’s why the long red haired mature woman spend a lot of technology and resources that were left by Tony, in order to create a tower where the operations of this new shield for the universe will start, a tower that had a good resemblance to the tower that Tony had and that the Avenger used, that now would be theirs.

Finally but not least important there was Carol Danvers alias Captain Marvel. A beautiful blonde haired former army flyer who had become the ultimate and most strongest super heroine in the entire universe, and just like Pepper didn’t thought twice to join Nat in this project of building this new force against evil that will not only limit itself to protect the earth but also the entire universe. And this is where it shall begin…the genesis of the A Force.

And now with the prologue done. This is how the story begins…

A team of the most remarkable women on the planet. How could you form one without Carol Danvers? The blonde bombshell from outer space tore down Thanos’s army just by passing through it and sparred with the great Titan himself and so there was no one more qualified for the job of building the new Avengers. Unfortunately, she had some busier, universal obligations like protecting every other planet out there that DIDN’T have an Avengers. Perhaps that’s what got her thinking… wouldn’t it be nice if she didn’t have to carry all that work herself? Needless to say, it didn’t take much to get her to agree to the idea. But naturally, being Carol, there were a few prerequisites she was going to need met first… beginning with their founder, Natasha.

Of course, while Pepper and Nat would go in through the front door and take the elevator up to their office spaces, Carol had a much quicker strategy (in her opinion) and so it was on one, sunny day, blue skies above New York that Black Widow would be sitting at her desk, minding her own business and perhaps filing important paperwork when a knock would come from her window. Not an issue, ordinarily… except that she was on the fifty-sixth floor. Turning to her window, she’d see a glowing figure waiting outside with blonde, electric-like hair hovering around her and a deep blue and red metallic outfit. With a smile, Carol waved to Natasha, hovering miles and miles from the ground like a kite like it were no big deal. For her, it wasn’t.

It wasn’t like Black Widow was actually going to let her in, though, so that’s why Carol had snuck into Nat’s office earlier in the day and unlocked the window. Grabbing from underneath, she pulled open the sil and swung her feet over shutting it to a close behind her. “Goood morning, Ms. Romanoff.” She greeted, moseying on in and stuffing her hands on the desk, shoving papers scattered all over the table into unsorted piles while making enough room for herself to take a seat. “How’s the team goiiing? Got any new interest?”

Naturally, she was stalling. Really, she was here for a better reason; a personal request from a different member of the team. ‘Hey, if you see Nat, punch her for me, will ya?’ She could hear Clint Barton’s voice repeating that line in her head. The archer was still very unhappy about Black Widow’s decision to sacrifice herself for the soul stone. Probably, he was joking, but it gave Carol quite the idea. A devious one, in fact, that didn’t quite including much ‘punching.’

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Being the founder of an small organization that has pretensions of expanding not only to the whole earth but also the universe, sounded like the last thing that any kind of human being would dare to take if it was known the time, effort and sacrifice that all this would take. But Natasha Romanoff knew about sacrifice in more than one way, and that had to do with the sacrifice she made by dying in order to get the soul stone that along with the other stones managed to bring everyone that had disappeared due to Thanos, so the challenge of following the steps of Nick Fury and creating an organization that will protect the earth and the universe from any kind of threat like the one that the world had with the great Titan, would not intimate her in the slightest, especially counting with two capable partners that had helped her to build the tower where she was operating this whole thing.

However all that didn’t meant that the short red haired beautiful woman would enjoy it. As a matter of fact due to the amount of paperwork that she had to deal with about the equipment that the tower will need, the staff, the possible members, and over five hundred and four more things made her figuratively wish to be death once again in order to rest for this whole paperwork that she was almost buried. The most funny part of this last irony was that, it could actually end up happening if she kept working like this, just like she has been for the last three days, where she barely didn’t had any sleep or rest. Thankfully Pepper Potts has been a great help with this kind of stuff, thanks to her experience as the president of Stark industries which certainly managed to reduce the paperwork along with plenty of phone calls about different stuff, but sadly Pepper couldn’t stay forever with her since she had other business to take care about that will help the organization to grow while there was also her daughter who she wants to spend time with too. So once again Natasha was alone in her office where she was dealing with all this paperwork with a hug cup of coffee at a side and with bags in her eyes that showed how tired she was for all this.

Suddenly Natasha’s work was stopped when she heard a knock but not from a door but from her window, which called her attention since her office space was placed in the fifty-sixth floor of the tower, and as far as she knew there weren’t many people that could knock the window of her office to call her attention. However the red haired Russian agent and co-leader did knew one that could do that and indeed was indeed floating on the other side of the window with a glowing light surrounding her while she greet her with a smile and a wave of her with her hand in a friendly way, not even caring that she was floating miles away from the floor. This didn’t surprised Natasha, since Carol Danvers was without a doubt one of the most powerful things in the universe right now and due to that, the blonde bombshell usually did what her instinct desired, and for how things looked, that included not wanting to use the elevator or her door to enter to her office, and instead use her powers to fly towards where her office was and sneak inside by using a window, who she actually thought that was closed, but with her exhaustion she may have noticed that, so it was not big deal.

“Morning Carol. I know you’re the strongest of this earth but everyone here will use doors and elevator to go where we need to go, without exceptions…” Natasha said in a playfully scolding way to greet her friend and co-leader of the new organization, as this proceeded to clean her desk from some papers and take a sit on it, which she didn’t mind since all of them were done with. Now while both Natasha and Carol hadn’t been friends for too long, she was able to know that the blonde haired woman didn’t come here to only ask what she asked for, however due to the fact that Natasha needed to tell Carol the next move that all three of them will make she simply proceeded to answer her question “The team? Very complicated if you ask me…We have a lot of ground to cover and we are not enough to do so. Pepper will try to recruit many of the heroines and few contacts that are here in order to join, while I’ll need you to search through the universe for allies that could join us. It will be a risk to let you go away from earth, due to our lack of defenses but if you succeed we’ll have strong allies that will cover our back” Natasha said as she proceeded to drink another sip of her coffee before she kept going “…and as for me, aside from all this paperwork I’ll search for Wanda and investigate a new group of people with amazing powers that seemed to have come out of nowhere…for what I investigated and deduced, it’s possible that when Steve returned the stones something went wrong and some kind of raft between realities had break, making these people appear to this reality…they are called mutants…I want to know if they could be potential members…or enemies”

“Guilty as charged.” Carol yawned as she stretched her arms far above her head, relaxing finally by balancing her chin on her hand. Rules, rules, rules. Of course, she came well-prepared for Natasha’s all-serious nagging so it wasn’t much of a surprise. “Hey, elevators almost lost us the tesseract, didn’t they? I’m just looking out for us.” She shrugged, but she wasn’t here to argue about transportation, so she merely conceded “Ah, alright, fine. Anyway.” Moving onto something she actually was interested in, the progress of the team. “Complicated’s good.” She nodded. “I hope.” Listening intently, she looked on, letting herself turn a little more serious as Natasha explained. “You lasted this long without me, I can go searching.” She assured her, crossing her arms as she sat up. Pursing her lips, she listened on. In typical Black Widow style, some of what she said became a little… harder to understand. Mutants, alternate dimensions, new members… this is why she kept her around! For as little fun as she liked to have, Natasha knew what she was doing.

“Well.” Captain Marvel opened. “That sounds like you’ve got everything covered. Meet with their leader, if they’re good, we work with them, if they’re bad, I blast them. Simple enough.” She offered. “We’ll talk more later. For now, I’m actually here for something else.” Standing up from the desk, Carol’s sleazy smile grew wide as she cracked her knuckles. “So a little bird told me about how you handled getting the soul stone and they weren’t very happy about it.” Leaning down over the table, Carol drew her face close to Natasha’s with narrowed eyes and a mischievous smirk. “Now that you’re back, they just want me to get that message across.” Her hand slid across the table and gripped Natasha’s wrist, gently prying it from off her coffee cup. “So, ahem. Message for you!”

Her hair glowing golden, Captain Marvel hopped upwards onto the table, scattering papers beneath her feet as she assertively, yet carefully pulled Black Widow from off the floor. Up raised her knee, suspended in air like she were standing on something as she pulled Black Widow up and over like she weighed nothing, quickly thrusting her over one leg and raising her leather-clad posterior up and into the air. Her bottom lip ran beneath her top as she quickly released Widow’s hand, letting her grip onto her leg for herself while her own palm rose above her head. “How old are you now? Thirty-something?” Carol asked, smacking her superhuman hand down for a soft tap against Natasha’s upturned bottom. “Being reborn is kind of like a second birthday. Think of this like your… belated birthday spanking!”

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Natasha rolled her green eyes at the simple suggestion of how to deal with the ‘mutant’ situation in case things turned out for the worse, that the blonde haired bombshell gave to her. Of course as one of the most powerful forces in the entire universe, Carol had a way simply vision of how things should be done, either the way that it should be or by the force of her powers, however what the powerful blonde had in power and charisma, lacked in maturity and experience. “If they are bad, you’ll blast them?...” Natasha asked almost in a jokingly daring tone “…Sometimes I wish that things were that simply Carol, but that’s almost never the case…there’s almost 30 million of those mutants all over this planet…” Natasha confirmed with a serious tone in her voice before she decided to take another sip of coffee and keep going with her explication “And even if you can easily defeat an entire army like you were doing with the one of Thanos, here things are completely different…reports had confirmed that some of the powers that these people have are immense…some can use telekinesis, other’s can control the weather…and others can suck people of their energy and powers to become more powerful…” the red haired woman explained as she rubbed some of the tiredness out of her eyes. “So while your presence here is helpful to fight against any potential threat, we need to find more allies and members that could join us if they end up becoming a potential danger. So that’s why you’re needed to be our messenger to other worlds”

The Russian agent stopped rubbing her eyes and stared straight into Carol’s ones as she stood up from her seat and proceeded to walk towards where she was while cracking her knuckles after she mentioned that she was here for something else. Natasha has always managed to recognize when someone was lying or saying half truth’s and with the powerful blonde haired woman it wasn’t the exception and managed to notice that since the first moment where Carol said that she wanted to learn how the formation of the team was going on. But now that her stalling was over the powerful woman showed off her true colors, mentioning how ‘a little bird’ or rather a hawk told her about what she has done to get the soul stone and how ‘they’ weren’t too happy about it’. A small smile formed in Natasha’s face at this as she shook her head lightly, it was clear that Clint and his wife were still upset for what she did back in that risk and now Carol had been send to make her pay for the pain that she made Clint went through after her obtained the soul. “I see, so since he fears that I’ll break his arm when he tries to punch me, that bird send you to his job?” Natasha said with a small smile on her face, while Carol carefully took the coffee cup out of her hand while she had a mischievous smirk on her face. “Okay then Carol…what is that message?” The red haired woman asked.

While Natasha would have expected a good punch, a slap on the face, or some kind of payback prank by Carol, the red haired woman didn’t thought that the blonde would actually use her power and light up the whole office rooms while also making all the paperwork that was around her fly all over the rooms due to the amount of energy that the blonde expelled from her body. “Carol what are you do-!” Natasha said while she covered her eyes from the papers flying all around, before she surprised by the feeling of being easily lifted off the floor by the powerful blonde haired woman before she was positioned over one of her knees. The green eyed Russian woman tried to react at this but the lack of sleep and exhaustion didn’t managed to react before she felt how the hand that was holding her coffee cup and the one that Danvers used to lift her up was released by the blonde, making the upper part of her body be at the same level of her feet’s which she could see while her round covered bottom became the highest point in her body. “Carol whatever you have in mind you betteEpp!” Natasha protested with a serious tone in her voice now, while she hold the blonde’s leg in order to get a better balance and not fall, only to be interrupted by her once again by Carol when this proceeded to give her bubble covered backside a small pat that with the super human force of the blonde felt like a playful smack that got a small gasp out of Natasga's mouth. That and the words that came out of the co-leader of the A-Force made Natasha look back Carol’s blue eyes with her green ones that were out of any playfulness and rather were full of annoyance “Very funny Carol, but stop joking around already. Let me down and help to pick all the documents you scattered all over my office” The short red haired woman said with a serious tone while she squirmed over the knee of the strong blonde haired woman in order to get down back to the floor.

That little gasp! How cute. For a special ops agent forged in extensive training since youth, Carol didn’t take Black Widow as one to be so easy to bruise! That didn’t make her enjoyment of what was about to come next any less so, that is. “Wish I was joking, Nat, but I’ve been given a job!” Captain Marvel teased her back. “And I ‘cannot fail my duty to serve,’ and all that.” Pretty sure those were exact words Natasha had lectured her with in the past… now, that in mind, Carol would by lying if she said she was doing this solely for Hawkeye’s sake. The lovely, voluptuous hips and ass of the scarlet secret agent were more than enough of a reward for her to carry out THIS mission. What can she say? Traveling in space for all this time didn’t get her the chance to get lucky much, she had to take the opportunity to get some ass when it presented itself! “By the way, since now seems like a good time…” Slapping her hand back down, Carol gave Natasha’s butt a firm squeeze with her free hand. “This suit really does not do much for you tush, Nat.” She giggled to herself. Enough playing with her food! Time to dig in.

Sliding her hand off the smooth surface of Natasha’s behind, Carol flipped it back and formed an open palm before smacking straight down onto Black Widow’s buttocks. A crisp ‘smack!’ sound filled the empty office on impact as Carol reaped the reactions from Natasha from one lone spank. “Ahaha!” She laughed aloud. “Really? On the first smack?~” She teased, following up with a second open-hand smack, pressing her fingertips into Natasha’s smooth skin. “Didn’t take you for a squealer, Natasha.~” She chuckled. How fun! And with as much power in one finger as every other Avenger had combined (okay, maybe that was stretching it) she was free to have as much fun with Black Widow as she wanted. In fact, Natasha’s wiggling was getting a little bit of an inconvenience. So to take care of that, Carol casually tossed her leg over Natasha’s and kept her tied down across her airborne knee.

Back to the fun part! With Widow merely squirming under her leglock, Carol was free to start peppering her rear end with as many soft, but hardfelt smacks as she could - far from full power, naturally, she had no interest in pounding the poor girl. She started three soft spanks, delivered on alternating cheeks. Her personal favorite detail? How easily her hand would meld into Natasha’s butt, like a soft cushion for each blow absorbing the main hit while her long, beautiful, ladylike legs would flail against her locked legs. Yes, perhaps this was being enjoyed as more than just a prank for Carol… but Nat didn’t need to know that.

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The past nights of work and insomnia that the short red haired agent had to went through in order to have a growing strategy for the agency, didn’t help her to have a nice sense of humor for the king of stuff that Carol was pulling on her right now “Well I’m not joking either when I say that I’m in no mood for stuff like this. Now let me down!” Natasha protested as she tried to squirm and fight her way out of the blonde haired powerful woman’s hold, with no avail, not only because of the immense strength that Danvers had over her but also due to her lack of sleep that ultimately made many of her reaction and moves way more numb that what she could actually do. Without knowing it Natasha’s struggles over the knee of the blonde bombshell only managed to made her round bubble backside a more desirable target to smack and touch due to the way that this bounced under her tight black pants, which sadly ended encouraging Carol to once again pat her soft bottom that unlike before didn’t managed to get any reaction from the red haired agent other than a grunt, although Natasha did let a small but listenable gasp at the firm squeeze that her left cheek received. The feeling of the blonde’s hand squeezing her covered up round butt cheek along with the words of the blonde haired former army aviator managed to bring a small blush of anger and embarrassment to the pale face of Natasha “It wasn’t done for me to look good but to fight and move better, and you know it Carol, now for the last time let me down before I-!”.

SMACK!

Just like when Carol lifted her off the floor, and when she felt that playful smack after she was placed over the blonde’s knee, this last one was able to interrupt Natasha’s protest about this situation with a good firm smack over the short red haired agent’s round backside, that echoed through the entire office section followed by a loud “Eeeeekkkkkkkkk!!” of pain and surprise from Natasha. This wasn’t a playful smack like the two she felt before this was a good true strong slap that landed on her right butt cheek which bounced and stung quite a bit after the impact, just like her left twin cheek did a few seconds later when another smack landed on followed by a “Owwwwwwwwww!!” from the poor red haired Russian woman that after those first smacks didn’t wasted to shout her protest against her friends actions. “Damn it Carol I swear I’ll break your arm for this if you don’t stop right now!” Natasha shouted out loud with a small blush on her face product of the comments of the blonde and the anger she felt due to that, while she squirmed with all the strength and kicked her legs with all the strength that was left inside of her.

Much to the misfortune of the short red haired Russian woman, the powerful blonde haired woman not only didn’t paid attention to that protest but also proceeded to lock both her legs under her free leg before she resumed the assault on her round backside. “Owwwwww!! Eeeekkkkk!! Aaaghhhh!!” More girly yelps of pain came out from Natasha’s mouth after every single smack that was delivered on her covered backside which bounced like a water balloon and slowly but surely started to heat up under her black pants. Over her youth the short red haired agent had dealt with plenty of rough physical and psychological training that managed to make her support as much pain as it was humanly possible for the sake of her primary mission, however none of those trainings included getting her bottom smacked like Carol’s hand was doing right now, so that lack of experience with that kind of pain along with the strength that the blonde used on each impact, surely explained the loud yelps of pain she emitted. And the scary thought of that, was that Natasha knew very well that the beautiful former aviator wasn’t actually smacking her for real, but using a small part of her strength. “Owwwwwwww!! CaroOwwwwwwww!! Stop iIeeekkkkkkk!!” the short red haired agent protested between yelps as she remained kicked her legs desperately even when this were being locked by Carol’s own leg and tried to hit the blonde’s ribs with her elbow with one hand while she let go of her leg in order to slice her way out of the blonde's hold.

Sure, she knew it! Didn’t mean it wasn’t any less glaringly obvious to her. “Don’t have to explain anything to me.” Carol teased as she bit her lip, dangling her fingers one by one above her head while preparing for the next few slaps to come. Each impact of her hard-hitting hand sent ripples through Black Widow’s pillowy tush and with such up-and-close front row seats, Carol definitely wasn’t about to miss the action. Whap! Whap! The longer her hand danced across Black Widow’s behind, the more she felt the agile spy shaking and struggling beneath her leglock; but with iron skin and muscle like Captain Marvel, Black Widow had nary a chance as she was kept delicately set in place. No escaping this hold until Carol was well and ready for her to!

Spank! Spank! Although she promised thirty-something spanks in total, Carol wasn’t keeping count. It was too mesmerizing, watching Natasha’s rump bounce from spank after booty-flattening spank delivered straight to her perfect ass for Captain Marvel to focus on anything else. “I’d like to see you try!” Carol teased, putting extra weight on her free arm’s elbow to push down on Widow’s back, forcing her tighter over her knee as if only to remind her of her superhuman strength. “Don’t be mad at me, Nat. I’m just following orders.” She scoffed, flexing her fingers straight into a solid hand. For her strength, it might as well have been a paddle, but for Natasha’s sake Carol kept things at least light enough to leave her with a sore tush instead of a broken pelvis. Smack! Whack! Slap! Her hand fell down and rose up again for three hard following strikes to Black Widow’s booty.

“Anyway.” Carol paused, taking a breath as she readjusted her glove. This far into the spanking and she hadn’t even broken a sweat yet - certainly bad news for Natasha, and even greater a reason to not ever get on her bad side! “I do have some stakes in this.” She decided to admit; of course, following with another application of her gloved hand across Black Widow’s upturned booty, bouncing her hand off with a crisp ‘smack!’ “Because if we’re going to be on a team… the kind of cooperation Hawkeye was talking about isn’t going to cut it.” The teasing tint of her tone dropped flat for the second; Carol’s voice becoming much more serious as she rose her hand above her head again. “If we’re a team, then we’re a team. No making your own decisions in life-or-death scenarios.” She warned sternly. As if to make sure her point was gotten, Carol slapped Black Widow’s buns another time, not even pausing to enjoy the little jiggle they produced before rising her hand again. “Got it, Romanoff?”

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With every smack that landed on her round bubble backside the heat that was forming under her pants grew more and more alongside with the annoyance she was feeling for this whole things with every smarty teasing and comment from the blonde. In fact while the pain in her soft bouncing bottom was becoming a literal ‘pain in the ass’ Natasha was starting to consider that better than the happy smarty comments and teases that she received from Carol. Every teasing answer and every hard smack that her slightly tender backside received from the former aviator was the perfect combo to made the nuisance that Natasha was already feeling inside her boil more and more which ultimately made her squirms, kicks and punches increase with it.

“Owwwwwww!! Damn it CaroOwwwww! Eeekkkkkkkk!! Stop alreAaahhhhhhh!!” Sadly for the short red haired agent no matter how much she tried to punch, kick or squirm her body out of the Carol’s hold, she soon found out that this fight was completely futile as her blonde haired friend once again managed to reinforce the hold she had on her to make her struggles even less effective. Natasha could be many things, an agent, a valet, an assassin, a two face and many more, but something that she wasn’t for sure was a fool, so even with the stingy pain forming under her tight black pants increasing with every smack that kept falling on it, she was able to know when she was fighting a battle that she wasn’t going to win. Her mind was exhausted and annoyed for this situation, so thinking of a solution while her backside was being smacked hard by Carol whose strength was fifteen times bigger and not only she was able to lock her down but also smack her bubble bottom very hard, wasn’t something she was going to overcome…at least not in this scenario. So without too much options to choose, the short red haired agent simply decided to drop any fight and try to focus herself to remain still over the blonde haired woman’s knee and instead focus her efforts in take this the best way possible without any yelps, kicks or even answers to Carol’s teasing answers that could encourage the blonde to keep going. Who knows? Maybe she would end up boring herself with this.

“Gnnnnnn!! Mmmhhhppppp!! GnnAahhhh!!” Of course trying to not yelp when a super powerhouse like Carol was the one that was smacking your already sore bottom wasn’t something that too many people would be able to accomplish!. However Natasha was able to at least manage to low the yelps to loud grunts of pain and some sporadic yelp along with a kick from one of her legs every time she felt every time she felt how her bouncing backside was victim of the blonde’s strong hand smacks, which she notice that were now being delivered in spaced times but with more strength. However that wasn’t the only difference that the short red haired agent was able notice from Carol, since as the smacks kept landing on her backside in spaced times, the tone in her blonde friend’s voice also started to change from a more teasing and funny one to a way more serious one. That last change had to do with the that blonde wanted to make a point straight with her, when it came to taking decisions as a team and don’t do something extremely radical like what she did in order to obtain the soul stone. It seems that the blonde was indeed upset with that too along with Clint and his wife. “Owwwwwwww!!”. And Natasha was able to confirm that with that last smack and scold like if she was some sort of small child, which certainly was both embarrassing and very painful due to the strength that the blonde used in that smack to make her point across.

It took some seconds to the short red haired agent and co-leader of the A-Force to recover from that last impact in order to answer back to the blonde’s demand with a voice that this time didn’t showed any annoyance or anger but rather soreness and sincerity. “I got it Carol, I promise…that I’ll not do something as extreme as what I did in order to get the soul stone for my own…” Natasha said as she took a small moment to let a little hiss come out of her mouth due to the soreness that was forming on her backside “I’m sorry for what I did to Clint…and the others…and you when I did what I did…and I promise that I’ll never do the same to you or any other member of the team that join us…” The red haired Russian agent said with an honest tone in her voice and hoping that this ultimately will lead to the end of her predicament. If she showed that she was sorry for what happened, maybe Carol will ultimately see that she ‘learned her lesson’ which she did, after all, she would never would give her blonde friend a reason to spank her again after this!

Black Widow was strong as five men and could beat them in a fight, but even she was no match for Carol’s superhuman strength. Running her lip beneath her teeth, she moved her hand back into position awaiting Natasha’s response. Not that it’d change her mind. She was gonna spank her for just a little longer either way. Luckily for Widow, she had an answer Captain Marvel liked. Plus, she could feel the pain in the secret agent’s voice; seems the Soul Stone was still a sore spot for her to talk about. Makes sense, too, given what Marvel was told went down. Narrowing her eyes, Carol pursed her lips in momentary thought. “Good.” She finally responded, letting her hand drape back down by her side, sparing Widow a smack. “Because I’ve been on a squad before. In the air force, making up your own orders can get you killed fast.” She huffed. “It’ll also get your hide tanned every time.” She stifled a laugh, faint memories of Dr. Mar-Vell briefly passing her mind. And Maria. Oh, Maria was always the worst to get on the bad side of. She never could get away with half the stuff she let Monica off the hook for…!

Coming out of her reminiscing, Carol shook her head. “Right. I’ll hold you to that, Romanoff.” Captain Marvel nodded her head. Her hand rose back to align by her head again. “We’re starting as a team, so let’s just get this straight. I won’t hesitate to do this again in the future if required.” Carol reported. Stretching her shoulder, she braced to get started again. “Now let’s finish up. Five more smacks should leave you sore enough to remember what I’ve told you, right?” She asked, her slick smile responding as she turned to look Natasha’s way. Releasing her arm from weighing down on Nat’s back, Carol slid her free hand down to the waistline of Natasha’s tight suit. “Just be ready, because these ones have to count for something.” With a firm grip on Natasha’s pants, Carol pulled her wrist back - it wasn’t much, but it spread the fabric thin to Natasha’s body, stretching against her bottom and revealing her curvy ass even more than her suit did before. Deliciously so, since Carol could easily see what delicates she was wearing beneath. And ooh… was that a thong?

“Ooh-hoo-hoo!” Carol giggled to herself. “Dressing up for someone tonight, Nat?~” With brutal teasing in her tone, Carol shook her head after a short laugh. “Sorry, sorry, not my business to judge your ass.” She calmed down. “...just to spank it.” And like that, the punishment resumed! Whap! Carol’s hand reigned down with no forewarning, smacking into Natasha’s sore rump and bouncing off with quite the crisp ‘clap!’ sound. “That’s one.” She counted, her hand returning back to her head fast. Just so she could spank it across Natasha’s right cheek, observing the light quiver in her cheeks contained by the tightly wedged suit. “Two.” She grinned cheekily. Once again, her hand returned by her head; only this time, there was a noticeable golden glow about her wrist. Like liquid gold was flowing through her veins instead of blood, her wrist and hand shined like a light as it reassumed position - little did Natasha know, Carol was using her powers to speed up how fast she could spank her! Of course, she didn’t use even a fraction of her real power; so much could dust the seat off of Natasha’s pants with her hand alone!

Smack! Carol’s super-powered hand slapped Black Widow’s cheeks another time, covering both in a single blow. Smack! Holding nothing back, she delivered the fourth with just as much speed, leaving handprints visible through the black fabric of Widow’s pants as she prepared the final hit. “One more…” She grinned, bringing her hand far behind her head… and with a new surge of energy, slammed her palm down into Black Widow’s bottom with a power ‘ZAP!,’ such a powerful hit that jolted Black Widow over her knee and forced a yelp out of her while Captain Marvel’s hands and arms slumped down in completion. “There…” She sighed, sliding her arm beneath Black Widow’s chest while undoing her leglock. Drifting back down to the ground, Carol placed Natasha on her feet again and let her go. “Was that so bad?...” She asked, wholly ignoring the fact that small bits of steam were coming off of Natasha’s ass from the final slap alone