A hidden village of monsters

"Here we are, sweetie, your new home." Hespera hefted Marcus in her grip, holding his bound body up in front of her. The young prince swallowed anxiously behind the gag, staring with wide, shocked eyes at what lay ahead of him. After hours of walking through dark, winding tunnels, the spider woman had finally carried him through the mouth of a cave and then out into the cold, night air. Spread out in front of him now was a huge, open valley, ringed by the shadows of towering cliffs in every direction. In the darkness, he could just make out what seemed to be buildings dotted here and there across the fields. "I know it must seem different and scary now, but I promise you're going to learn to just love it here!" Hespera cooed in his ear. "We know how to treat you cute boys right, not like those careless human females you're used to. You and all your friends will be well looked after and kept very safe, I promise."

Marcus whimpered into the silk gag. Did that include tying him up like this? He'd given up trying to struggle or fight some time ago, knowing that the silk bonds just wouldn't break no matter how hard he tried. In his head, he'd tried to tell himself that as soon as they reached their destination and this scary spider lady finally untied him he'd escape her then, but after hours of being carried through those dark, scary caves he had absolutely no idea how to get back to the castle.

Behind them, the other young men were marched out of the cave by their captors, shivering and blinking as they stepped onto the lush grass of the valley. All of them roped together apart from one guardsman who'd refused to keep walking a short while ago. Instead of hurting or forcing him, the monsters had simply cut him out of the line and then that massive cow-lady had grabbed him in her hand and tossed his struggling naked body over her shoulder, carrying him the rest of the way like a sack. That demonstration seemed to have cowed the others. As eager monsters slunk around them, rubbing against their naked bodies with obvious lust, no-one even tried to fight or shrink away. It was quite strange to see just how dully they accepted the treatment.

"My Queen." Naja slithered up beside Hespera. "Is...it fine if we take the males to be mated now?" Her voice trembled slightly, and there was a dull, hungry look in her golden eyes. "It has been difficult to be around them this long without satisfaction. The scent of...them, eager and ready to be mated, I cannot bear it much longer."

"Of course." Hespera smiled. She skittered round on her spider legs to face the other monsters, as well as the line of anxious, naked men. "Sisters, you have my dearest thanks for your patience and trust in me! Your faith has been rewarded with these darling human males for us all to share." Another cheer split the night air, as the monsters stomped their feet and howled in triumph, the men shivering in terror between them. "First, we must make our sanctuary safe again. Alcela, if you please." Hespera gestured towards the opening they'd come through. With a huffing snort, the cow woman strode up to a large boulder beside the cave, the man she was carrying still pinned to her shoulder with one hand. With the other arm, she leant against the huge stone, and pushed it forward with barely a hint of effort. The muscles of her massive shoulder bulged as she slowly rolled the boulder over the cave, blocking it off. Marcus felt a cold chill as he watched his one way home sealed off behind a wall of stone. Now he knew he couldn't go back that way. "Thank you, Sister." Hespera nodded, then turned to face her other monsters again. "Now is the time for us to mate as we please." She continued. "As your Queen, I proclaim this to be a day of celebration, where no work need be done and pleasure can be your only concern. I offer you these precious males. Each Sister may choose the one she desires the most, but please, do not squabble or fight. As our laws state, you will have the chance to mate with all of them soon enough." She paused a moment, gazing across at the tense, eager monsters, all of them huffing and panting hungrily. "Now, Sisters, take your pick and enjoy yourselves." She smiled, waving her hand at the men.

What followed was utterly terrifying. The monsters fell upon the line of naked men like ravening wolves, quite literally in the case of the furry one. Marcus watched in horror as guards and nobles were dragged away by the beasts, utterly helpless to resist. The winged woman had grabbed a young squire in her clawed feet by the shoulders, and now with powerful beats of her wings carried the kicking, screaming boy off the ground, soaring off towards the cliffs above with him in tow. Naja struck like a cobra, wrapping her long coils around a young man, and then tearing the rope that bound him to the others with her teeth. With him still wrapped up in her coils, she slithered off across the grass, making a frantic hissing noise from between clenched fangs. The cow had charged off over the field with the same young man still bouncing on her shoulder, not even giving the other men a backward glance.

Soon each monster had taken their choice away, which left a small, huddled group of naked young men who hadn't been picked. The only monster left was the plant woman, who had a faint smile on her face, the petals of the pink flower waving in the wind. Marcus felt his nose wrinkle, that odd sweet smell of her reaching him again. It made him feel rather sleepy and he slumped over under Hespera's arm.

"I'm sorry you all had to see that." The spider sighed, stepping up to the shivering group. None of them had tried to flee despite what they'd just seen. As Marcus glanced over them, he noticed a strange, dull listlessness in their faces, only he was too tired to figure out what that meant. "It must have been scary for you, but I promise, none of your friends will get hurt. Many of our sisters have simply been without males for a long time, so they are really quite **** to mate. Dionaea, I'm sorry to ask this of you when you've been so patient already, but can you take these last ones to our other Sisters, those who could not accompany us to the Castle?" Hespera glanced at the plant woman. "I don't want anyone to miss out."

"Do not fear, my Queen." Dionaea smiled gently. "These boys are quite under my spell already. They have been breathing in my scents for hours and will follow me wherever I desire." Her body shivered a little, that smile turning rather predatory. "I will take them to our Sisters and choose one for myself. You can enjoy your male."

"Thank you, Dionaea." Hespera nodded vigorously. "I may have more control than some of our Sisters, but it has been difficult enough carrying him this long, his cute body all wrapped up tight in my silk." Her voice shuddered with hunger, those eight, scarlet eyes flickering down to Marcus. The young prince knew he should be scared of the lustful look she was giving him, but with that sweet scent still clinging to his nostrils it was rather hard to focus on thoughts like that. "Come sweetie." She cooed. "Time to go home."