Bluff

With all the haughtiness you're able to muster up, you call out to the Ettercap, "Lord Thoros would be most displeased if the gift he presented his emissary were stolen."

You don't even know if the monster has heard the name Thoros before, but he does pause.

He looks over his shoulder to regard you. "Great, now what do I say?" you think to yourself as he crawls a bit lower down the trunk again.

"You're an emisssary of Thoross?" He jerks his head from side to side and poses in different angles as if to get the best look at you with as many of his eyes as possible.

"I'm a succubus, aren't I?" You pull the cowl of your cloak down to reveal your horns. You worry that you'll **** on the irony, but you manage to maintain your composure.

The hideous creature drops to the forest floor, merely a dozen paces away from you. You're really in it now. He stands at least a full foot taller than you, and your skin crawls when he approaches. He stays well outside the reach of your sword, but it's still too close for your comfort.

"Not ssure what you are." He chitters again. "Go back empty handed, little daemonesss. Thoross will punissh you for your weaknesss." He's trying to intimidate you now, but you can smell his fear, just as you could sense Indra's emotions earlier.

"Yes, I will be punished, and I will enjoy it. But he will take your actions as an insult, one he cannot ignore, so he will come to punish you as well. I wonder if you'll enjoy your punishment as much as I'll enjoy mine?" It doesn't take too much effort to affect your tone with a sensual threat. You're actually quite pleased with yourself... and a little worried. Could some part of you have meant what you said about enjoying being punished? That's not a thing now, is it? Best not to dwell on the idea...

He sizes you up again. This time, you think he's considering whether or not he could best you in a fight. The idea of fighting this monster and all of his pets seems ludicrous to you, but you are technically higher up in the hierarchy of monstrous threats than he is, to qualify things according to your old training. Also you're technically a monster now... Another idea it would be best not to dwell upon...

"I will take an evening of pleassure with her, and return her in the morning." The relief you feel that he seems to have bought your ploy turns to dread once more. By morning, she'll surely be carrying his brood - it's basically a **** sentence if you allow him to use her at all.

But he's negotiating now. You cannot squander this chance.

"I want her unspoiled. She's no use to me filled with Ettercap eggs." The monster growls, and the giant spiders all around become agitated. You need to give him a counter-offer. "You may rut as much as you like, but you may not breed her."

"Then what iss the point?" Passing on a fuck just for fun is an increasingly foreign concept to you, but you understand his point. If it's Ettercap breeding season, what he really wants is Indra's womb.

You'll have to sweeten the pot if she's going to get away without carrying a clutch of man-eating mutant spider babies. "And... you can have me as well." You steel your resolve, lower your blade, and saunter over to the monster. You run your fingers over his malformed chest and whisper in a voice that's more sultry than you thought you could muster given the situation, "And I'll let you seed me wherever you like."