Some ??:?? time later..

She's awoken by a wet sensation sliding along her manhood.. "NnhhHMM!!" The fox squirms in her bindings, her cock throbbing as it shoots out blanks, unable to deliver the aching payload capable of siring numerous litters of little foxes.

"Oh.. Look who's finally awake" the familiar voice coos before planting a kiss on the base of the shaft, sending it into another unfruitful micro orgasm. "And here I was thinking you'd be missing out on all the fun!" The queen cheers, amused at the helplessness of her prey.

Her vision is still blocked by the creature ****-feeding her lungs with oxygen. The desperation for climax she'd felt before has at least doubled at this point, she can feel her mind is on the verge of breaking. The combination of her sensory deprivation and whatever this venomous aphrodisiac is, it's unlike anything she's encountered before. Unless.. Perhaps there is more to this Drider than just her- {"Relax..."}

{"Mistress just needs to SUCK~ the juicy bits out of you down to the very last drop of cum in order to store it into her spermathecal reservoir. It's not a stomach mind you, she won't need your protein for nutrients.. It's a special place from which she can use it to fertilize her eggs.."}

The voice echoes in her mind, each S emphasized as if they were spoken by the arachnid. It appears they all have the ability to communicate telepathically and vocally..

"Grrlkk Gghkk.. GLlGHk!" Niery gargles around the faux cock invading her airway, it plunges mercilessly in tandem with with the queen bobbing up and down her shaft.

{"That's right, you'll be a mother and father in no time! Well.. Technically father and incubator, but you get the point don't you~!"} The voice inside her head adds cheerfully, for some reason she finds it easy to assume it coming from the abomination surrounding her skull that occasionally drags its slick organ up and down her oesophagus as if to fuck her throat in an attempt to impregnate her lungs, a part of her hopes it never comes to such a thing but so far its purpose seems to simply subdue and conquer her so that it's 'mother' can do the 'impregnating' with little to no resistance.

Just in case the broodmothers intentions hadn't been clear they are demonstrated by the soft velvety lips wrapping around the fox's shaft, a delightful coo escaping the mistress lips while Niery murmurs around the organic gag. Her tongue teases around the flared head of the hybrid shaft, her fingers wrapping gently around the aching knot, squeezing it rhythmically with the pulses of their hearts that have synched to beat as one, Niery can actually feel the soft pulses of her face-hugger and through it's tubular "lung" while her own heart pulses within its webbed cocoon. If it weren't for this creature pumping air into her chest she'd have trouble breathing considering how tightly its treads are spun. Being **** to experience only sensory information her mind is torn between the internal and external distractions, the duo seemingly working in tandem as "Mistress" starts to swallow her cock, the deeper she goes the longer the faux-lung retracts only to plunge back down when "mistress" withdraws. Niery is helpless against the ****, dangling somewhere between 10-20 meters (30-60ft) judging from what she'd observed when she first entered the chamber.

There is a pause.. she can feel the mistress slowly pull back whilst drawing a vacuum with her lips, the flare escapes them with an audible *POP* that echoes through the chamber, bouncing between the walls and pillars, some of it captured in webbing until it dissipates.

Another pause..

A cool breeze blows onto her slick organ, the mistress can't help but chuckle as the fox balls draw up and against her body before taking both in her maw, she murmurs and nuzzles against the base of fox-cock, her nose wiggling between the thick knot attempting to tie with the air. Niery's hips and ties quiver in her bindings which earns an approving sound from her 'mistress'. Slowly she lets the balls drop out of her maw, the fur soaked in saliva that makes them **** for the embrace of mistress war maw as the cooler air starts to tingle them through the fur.

"GoOood girl~ That'ss it.. brew your potent payload.. We want them to be strong and plenty.. My empire will exsspand with your tribute. What is it you anthro's say.. "Rome wasn't built in a day"? Well.. regardless there is no relisshing in the rush~"

The brood mother places a hand on Niery's stomach and pushes her back, Niery can feel herself swung back and forth. Her only hope of not dropping is whatever tread is holding her aloft. She swings back.. and forth for 2 swings until she's stopped, mistress hands are on both her thighs and repositioned her slightly. Niery swears she can hear the churning in her balls, if they weren't blue already they are definitely purple now..

Another agonizing pause until she can feel the exhale of her mistress.. she can hear her 'hunger' is on par with her own need. It only takes a kiss and.. in one swift movement, her mistress's lips went from a smooch into a deeptroat. The driders lips now smooching the obscenely swollen knot. Niery's entire body pulses but most is contained and restrained in her cocoon and the strong hands of her 'queen'. She can feel the sensation of spinning while the same hands of her mistress hold tight and sway her back and forth, forcing her hips to 'pump' the mistress troat as an orchestra of voices sing within her mind:

{use HER.. Dump your cum! Fuck her.. no YOUR throat.. Release our brethren!~ Make her cum...Prepare the ritual~!}

All the voices start to blend into one another or play at the same time making her even more disoriented then she was before until she faints..

Author: (FINAL CHAPTERS IN PROGRESS, ALONG WITH FINISHING THE FIRST DUNGEON LEVEL, stay tuned)