Due to the slowly subsiding effects of the drider’s paralytic and the mass of spider web on your body, just opening your eyes is a daunting task. You vision is blurry and your memories are jumbled, but as the minutes pass, your head clears, slowly and surely.
As your full consciousness returns, you realize you’re still tightly mummified in the unbreakable web that the drider ejaculated and wrapped you up in, but your clothes and bag are missing. How you ended up naked is beyond you, but every scrap of your clothing is gone. Mental images of small insects immovably cocooned in a spider’s web come to your mind, and for the first time, you understand their plight. You are entirely at the mercy of your otherworldly captor.
Your vision finally stops swimming, and your eyes focus on an impressive sight. You find yourself webbed and stuck to a tall pillar that is facing another pillar some twenty yards away, to which Linda is similarly attached. Torches above both of you light the nearby area, and other than Amy’s tightly wrapped and very naked friend, you see absolutely nothing of interest.
Things remain this way for at least an hour, and the two of you simply stare at each other from your suspended positions, unable to speak because of the web around your mouths. The solitude is broken, however, when you begin to hear the scuffling sounds of many advancing footsteps. Judging by the noise, you estimate that dozens of people are walking towards you, but as the group approaches the boundaries of the light, you see that instead of fifty or more people, seven driders have approached you. The deceiving noises were simply caused by the number of legs on each monster.
Leading the pack of spider creatures is a beautiful female drider with short blonde hair and large, bouncing breasts. As you continue to study her, you also notice a small black crown resting on her head. Behind her, six other driders follow. Two of them are female as well, and the remaining four monsters are male. The one who raped your mouth and webbed you up smirks at you as the group approaches.
Finally, they come to a stop between the pillars that you and Linda hang from. The creatures form two lines of three driders separated by the female who wears the crown and stands proudly between the two lines.
“I am Arachnae,” She says in a high, royal voice. “And I am the Queen of the Driders.” At this, the other monsters bow their human torsos towards their Queen and straighten themselves after a few moments of reverence.
“Where you two came from does not concern me, nor do your intentions in this place. I only know that you have desecrated the holy cavern of the driders by your very presence, and the penalty for this offense is death. Today, however, I am merciful, and am prepared to offer you mortals an alternative.”
Seraphine snaps her fingers and two male driders depart from their positions in line. They move to different pillars, and then remove the webbing over your mouth, and Linda’s. As they return to their places in line, the drider Queen prepares to speak again. |