Indra waits and watches

Indra desperately wanted her mate to fertilize the clutch of offspring he'd planted earlier inside her womb, but she also felt an intense need to trust him. If he sensed danger, it would be best to wait. After all, it was just as important to protect her brood as to conceive it.

"Is something wrong?" She whispered, not wanting to anger the powerful alpha.

He responded without regarding her. "Yess. Heard ssomething outsside." The Ettercap stood, his enormous prick popping out of Indra's fuck-hole. "Sstay there." She nodded silently and drew her legs together, feeling anxious now.

The thrill of eviscerating something with your bare hands awakened something inside you. It felt predatory. It felt exhilarating. The leap you had been dreading suddenly seemed so simple. You found your balance on the other limb with ease, and your newly-discovered daemon claws secured your perch. With a smirk, you remember the cat that "adopted" your monastery and feel new kinship toward it. You wonder if it survived the attack. It would make a good familiar. You'll have to ask Indra how that works after you rescue her.

You stalk closer to the monster's nest. It's little more than hovel, a collection of sticks and branches woven together with webbing and reinforced by some sort of resin, dome-shaped with a mostly flat bottom, probably a dozen feet in diameter. Despite the crude construction, you're actually a bit impressed that the creature has any sort of shelter at all... but then you realize it's as much a "prison" for his mates as a shelter.

There were voices just a moment ago, but you don't hear anything now, not even the vigorous sex sounds you could recognize from earlier. You worry that Indra's fate has already been sealed, but you continue to sneak toward the nest's circular opening anyway, as quietly as possible.

Slowly, you peek inside... You see Indra, lying about in the middle of the floor of the nest, alone. She doesn't seem to have seen you yet, but she does look fucked nearly out of her mind. Where's the Ettercap? Are you too late?

All at once, you feel a sharp pinch on the top of your shoulder as your arms are seized by powerful claws. "Ah! What..?" You struggle, but your arms aren't strong enough to fight the grip of the claws, and your body is likewise restrained when you try to twist around. You feel a burning spread through your arm and chest and neck as something is injected into you.

You can't shake the thought that you're being violated. It feels... fantastic. "S, stop... no more..." It feels like the heat is drowning you, your skin begins to sweat, and this desire... you haven't felt anything like this since the imp stung you in the monastery... but this is slightly different. Then, you were overwhelmed with your desire, but this... It's like it's blocking out anything that doesn't matter. You can feel the awareness of your world shrinking around you.

Even after you're released and shoved into the room to fall onto your knees alongside Indra and the venom is no longer being injected into you, you can still feel the noxious substance flowing through and filling up your entire body. Your vision is blurring as your body attempts to fight the effects, and you nearly collapse altogether as you try to turn and get a look at your attacker. The Ettercap, of course, is filling the entrance to the nest. He must have realized you were coming and waited outside somewhere to ambush you, leaving behind Indra as bait, and you walked right into it.

"Lucky me. Two sslutss after all. Finish breeding her, then play with you. When your daemon basstard is born, eat him, then breed you too." You should be furious. He's consigning both of you to ****, as well as your unborn child, but the knowledge of this is slipping through your grasp, and being replaced by acceptance. No, worse than acceptance. Jealousy... you have to wait to birth your child before he'll breed you... Dammit! Keep it together, Sabine!

You offer him the best mocking laugh you can muster. "I'm a... daemon... your... venom won't..." You struggle with the words and trail off at the end. It's all bluster carrying you, but you have to hold onto it for as long as you can.

"Ssuccubuss, yess. That'ss why I gave you all of my poisson. My sspiderss bit you good ass well? Even if you're a daemon, how much do you think your body can sstand?"

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit. Your body was already fighting off other toxins, and now he's overloaded you with something so potent it's making you forget who you even are, or why you should even continue fighting...

Mmm... maybe you shouldn't keep fighting. The sooner you let go, the sooner he can finish breeding the bitch next to you, and then he can have fun with you...