A spider's lair, where she takes her prize

Hespera skittered down the hill into this strange valley of monsters, something rather **** about the way her spider legs dashed over the lush grass. Marcus shook his head, struggling to clear it after that strange sweet smell coming from the plant woman had made it so hard to think. He knew he should be really scared right now. This monster was about to **** him, take his precious first time he was supposed to be saving for his wife! Only he couldn't focus on much beyond the aching of his stiff dick. Every time he felt the bulging muscles of her arm tense around his waist, or glanced up to see the curves of her boobs bouncing in that tiny bra, his head got all hot and fuzzy and his belly fluttered. Stranger still, pulling against the silk bonds and feeling how tightly and helplessly they held him just made him even warmer and needier, like part of him enjoyed being tied up like this. It had to still be that weird flower affecting him somehow, right? No-one could enjoy being tied up in silk like this! Or getting carried off to be **** by some scary spider lady! Even if she was pretty and had nice, big boobs.

She took him over to one of the structures he'd seen in the valley, not a building in fact, but rather a large mound of earth covered in grass. There didn't seem to be a way inside at first, but Hespera darted up to the side of the hill and reared up, a pair of her spidery legs sinking into the soil. She yanked them forward and what looked like a trapdoor slid out of the soil, the edges covered in sticky strands of silk. Hespera swung it open to one side, revealing a large tunnel going down into the mound. Rather than the dark, dirty hole Marcus had been expecting, the passageway had tiled floors and brick walls, making it look almost like a normal home. There were even a few torches lighting up the corridor, enough that he could just about see a well-lit room through the opening at the other end.

Hespera ducked forward into the hole, using her back legs to quickly pull the trapdoor closed behind her and seal it up with a squirt of silk from her spidery throax. Marcus whimpered behind the gag. Now not only was he trapped in this valley, he'd been sealed underground with this beautiful spider lady! She skittered forward, her spidery legs clicking off the tiles. The young prince wriggled in his bonds, his skin tingling with anxious anticipation. What was she going to do to him now?

Marcus yelped in shock as she ducked through the opening into the next room. His frantic gaze darted over a large and oddly normal room, with a domed roof he supposed must be the top of the mound they were in. A fireplace burned cheerily against one wall and there was a large wooden table at the center of the room. The only weird parts were the lines of sticky silk hanging like wires off the ceiling, running off in lots of different directions into other tunnels leading off this room. As he watched anxiously from under her arm, Hespera lent to one side, craning up one of her spider legs to run it along a strand of quivering silk. She paused a moment, cocking her head like she was listening to someone.

"Good, the girls are asleep." She nodded at last. "They'd be so excited to meet such a cute new human boy it'd take hours to calm them down enough to put them back to be bed. Now I don't have to worry." She reached over with her free hand to gently cup the young prince's cheek under her fingers. "I can take you straight to my bed and we can mate at last." Marcus trembled at her words. He didn't want to be mated, no matter matter how hard his stupid dick was right now, only she wasn't giving him much of a choice. It wasn't like he could even beg her with this stupid gag still wrapped across his mouth.

She skittered rather frantically forward into another tunnel, this one leading down below ground. It led to another large chamber which must have been dug out of the earth, the sloping walls covered in intricate webs of silk like works of art. Marcus blushed furiously as he saw what looked like a large hammock made up of what must be hundreds of wound threads hanging across the center of the room. Her bed, it had to be! Which meant...this was where she was going to **** him. He yelped into the gag as she grabbed him by the waist and held him back out in front of her. Her two front spider legs reared up and slipped along his body, teasing apart the silk strands so easily. She freed his arms first then his legs, and he gasped in relief as his limbs finally stretched out of the awkward positions they'd been held in so long. For a moment he thought about kicking or trying to wriggle out of her grip, but the way she was easily supporting his weight in just her human hands told him just how useless that would be. Even freed from his bonds, he was helpless right now, and she could do with him as she pleased.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." She cooed, leaning toward him with a wolfish grin. "I know you think you don't want to be tied up right now, but my partners all get plenty of my silk. You'll learn to love it, I promise!" Marcus shook his head vigorously, squeaking into the gag, but before he could even struggle she'd teased another long strand of silk from her throax and lashed it round his legs. Her spidery limbs danced over his skin, tying him up from ankle to thigh with sticky strands. He yelped in frustration, his legs pinned helplessly yet again. His arms were next, as she used two of her legs to fold them up and lashed his wrists back together with even more silk. She wrapped a thicker band across his chest, joining it deftly to both his arms and legs. Before Marcus could even wonder what she was planning, she lifted his helpless body a little higher and used one final thick strand to tie him to the ceiling of the room, flicking it up and sticking it there with even more jets of silk from her pulsing abdomen. When she let him go, the young prince still expected to fall, but instead the silk held him there, his arms, chest and legs each taking a part of his weight in a way that wasn't even uncomfortable. Only he was still hanging here helplessly, just like a juicy fly trapped in a web, with the spider staring hungrily at him. "There we are, all wrapped up and safe in my lovely silk, the cutest way to keep a boy." She cooed. "Now I'm going to take off your gag, but please don't scream, sweetie. There's nothing to be afraid of here, I promise."

Her voice was soft and soothing, and she used her fingers to stroke his cheek as she spoke. Despite everything, Marcus felt the urge to trust her somehow. There was something almost tender and motherly in how her hand palmed his cheek, and it was starting to feel like she really didn't want to hurt him, no matter that she kept tying him up this way. With a gentle smile, she reached up with her human fingers and quickly unfastened the gag, pulling the strands of silk away. The young prince gasped with relief as his jaw was finally freed. That moment of comfort she'd given him meant he could control the urge to scream or thrash in his bonds, but he still knew he had to beg her to release him before she gagged him again!

"Please...let me go." He whimpered, staring at her with wide, pleading eyes.

"I can't." She shook her head. "You males belong with us Sisters now. We'll all look after you, and you'll be kept warm and safe and happy like a boy should be, but you're never leaving this valley."

"No..." He sobbed, tears stinging in his eyes. Did she really mean that? What about his Mother and Father?

"Oh, sweetheart, you mustn't cry!" The spider skittered forward, sounding genuinely sympathetic. Her hand reached up, fingers tracing over his cheeks. "I know it seems sad now, but things will get better, I promise. You're such a cute little darling, the girls are all going to love you! They'll pamper and spoil you just like boys need." He shuddered in his bonds, sniffling hoarsely. How could she say that? How were things going to get any better when she'd taken him away from his parents and trapped him here with those ravenous monsters who'd dragged away the other men in such a scary way? "Oh dear..." Her spider legs tapped on the floor in a vaguely uncertain way, and there was a distressed look on her face that even made him feel a little bad for her. She seemed so shocked that he was miserable and uncertain what to do about it. "Please cheer up, sweetie!" She gasped, leaning in towards his sobbing face. "Ah, I've got just the thing." She let his cheek go and her hands darted behind her back. Marcus gasped as the metal bra she was wearing dropped off her boobs, leaving them bare and bouncing right in front of his face, the dark nipples really stiff. Suddenly he couldn't look away from those two perfect mounds, so smooth and pretty. His sniffles eased away, his dick stiffening up again between his legs like it had been waiting for just this moment. "I knew it!" Hespera crowed in triumph. "You just need to be mated, that's all. Then you'll be happy!"

Marcus let out a strangled gasp, tearing his gaze from her gorgeous boobs to look back at her face. Her cheeks were flushed scarlet and she was breathing hard, and there was something rather excited in the way her many red eyes flickered over his naked body. The young prince swallowed anxiously, sensing that no matter what he said now she wasn't going to listen.