Struggle against the webs.

Taylor pulls against the {if Female = 1}her{else}his{endif} bonds but the webbing won't loosen. The drider is upon Taylor. Taylor is helpless as the drider leans forward and caresses Taylor's head. Her skin is harder than it should be and colder too. Taylor grimaces at the touch.

Grabbing Taylor's chin, the drider pulls Taylor into a forceful kiss. Taylor winces as poisonous spit makes the world foggier.

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