under the mask , peter parker

Three

This chapter contains rape, there will be a 🥨 at the beginning and end.

Third person

They all walked into the theater and Peter sat on the left of Penelope and Mj and Ned sat on the right of Penelope.

Peter and Penelope both had their own popcorn but Peter kept stealing hers. One une she caught him in the act. She hit his hand away and whisper-yelled. "Hey! It's my popcorn!"

"Well, now it's our popcorn." Peter says shoving popcorn in his mouth.

Ned mouths to MJ "love"

MJ mouths back "totally"

The two- according to MJ and Ned- lovebirds remained oblivious to Ned and MJ's conversation and they continued watching the movie. Unconsciously, the two began to scoot closer and Peter wrapped his arm around Penelope's shoulder.

At the end of the movie he moved his arm and she shuddered and almost pouted at the loss of contact. What is going on with me? She thought.

Penelope exchanged numbers with Ned and Mj and they even made a group chat for the four of them.

"I've gotta head back now guys," Penelope says. "My dad will get worried."

"Aunt May is probably worried too. I haven't been home since yesterday." Peter says shrugging.

Peter and Penelope say goodbye to Ned and MJ and they head to Peter's car.

"I had fun today," Penelope admitted. "Your friends seem really nice." Her smile falters for a second when she says her next sentence. "And I can see why you like MJ. She's great."

His smile falters as well. "Yeah."

Neither one speaks for the rest of the car ride and they sit in an uncomfortable silence, which is unusual for them. Long periods of time without talking is usual for time spent between the two of them, especially in a car. Normally, however, the silence is comfortable. Today the silence was unbearable and the air was thick. They both almost couldn't wait to get out of the car.

They finally pulled up to the Avengers Tower and he dropped her off.

"Bye Peter."

"Bye Pen."

Penelope walked in and Peter left.

Penelope had gotten fairly hungry so she went to get some Smartfood popcorn and a Peace Tea since she was only snacky. She grabbed her snacks and went up to her bedroom.

She sat down on the bed and got comfortable before realizing she had forgotten to close the door.

She waved her hand at her metal bedroom door as a 'I don't care, I'll get it later' type motion.

However, when she does this, the door slams closed.

"Святой долбаный сукин сын!" (HOLY MOTHERFUCKING SON OF A BITCH) Penelope exclaimed.

Stark heard and came running. "Pen, 1st, are you okay? 2nd, what have I said about cursing in Russian?"

"Um- dad, I waved my arm at the door and it closed. And sorry about the Russian. You know that ever since I learned it, I've grown a liking to some of the language."

"Yeah I know. With being exposed to Russian for so long it's only natural for you to want to use it, differently than they did of course. Do you think being able to close the door could have to do with what they did?"

"Maybe," she tells her dad. "Can you run some tests on me tomorrow? Without needles, if possible?"

"Yeah, of course," Stark tells Penelope. "Want me to have Peter come over to be there with you for it tomorrow?"

"Yes, please dad." Penelope says before he leaves, "I love you dad, goodnight."

Penelope places her nearly forgotten snacks on the side of her bed and rolls over, trying to get some good sleep, knowing she probably won't as she hasn't in almost a year.

🥨

Her nightmare

"No, no, please stop," Penelope cries as one of the men hovers over her, undoing his belt.

He slaps her across the face. "Shut up, slut."

Penelope has tears streaming down her face and she nods, clamping her mouth closed as another man walks up.

"Ah, ah, ah," the second man wags his finger. "Open your pretty little mouth back up. I'm gonna fuck that pretty little face of yours."

Penelope's cries continue and she squirms under the grip of the first man as he is pulling his boxers down.

The first man flips her over on her stomach so she can be face-fucked by the second guy, while the first takes her from the back.

Both men now have their boxers down and the first one, known as Officer Sine, slams his length into her from behind, causing her to whimper in pain.

Before Penelope even processes what Officer Sine just did, the other one, Officer Row, bundles her hair and forces his length into her mouth, bringing more tears to her eyes.

"Look at our pretty little slut, laying our cocks so good just like always," Officer Sine grunts.

Officer Row thrusts harder into her mouth, causing Penelope to gag. "I'm gonna cum, ма́леньк неря́х" he starts, ( little slut) "and you're going to swallow every drop, or else you know what happens."

Penelope nods and after he thrusts a few more times, and cums into her mouth. Penelope gags, but manages to swallow every drop, fearing the punishment if she didn't.

Officer Sine continues to slam into her relentlessly from behind, chasing his own release. He twitches and his cum coats Penelope's insides.

Both officers stand up, panting, before leaving Penelope on the floor of her stone, cold floor, with no way to clean up the mess they left on her.

"We'll be back tomorrow, and every day after that," Officer Sine adds.

Penelope continues crying all the tears she has left, dreading the fact that what has happened every day since her arrival will continue every day until she leaves.

🥨

Penelope jolts out of bed, tears streaming down her face, sweat covering her brow.

Stark comes running in and the door swings open, thanks to Friday.

"D-dad..." Penelope whispers.

He runs up to her and engulf her in a hug.

"It's okay, I'm here." He comforts his daughter. "Which one was it this time?"

"When t-they ra..." She starts before she cuts herself off.

Stark nods in understanding. "Shh, shh, shh, it's all in the past. They can't hurt you anymore."

Penelope calms down and wipes her tears. "I-I'm telling Peter what happened when I see him tomorrow."

Stark looks at her, concern covering his face. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." She confirms. "He needs to know. He's my best friend."

"Okay, honey. Anything you need." He gets up to leave.

"Dad?" He turns back around. "Can you stay with in here tonight?"

"Of course," he pulls the recliner over to the side of the bed and reaches over her, kissing her forehead as her eyes flutter closed, before taking a seat next to her bed. "I love you, Pen. I'm so sorry."