Meeting Xyryx

You are led to the base of a large tree, much like any other in this forest. A silk ladder, much like the one Mistress has, hangs from the branches.

"Climb," she orders.{if@ voluntarySlave=true} "Put a foot on the part on the ground to hold it in place as you lift your other foot."

Following her advice, you obey, pulling yourself slowly up the ladder.{else}

You attempt to obey, but you struggle as your belly pushes it away from your feet. Mistress watches you struggle with a slight smirk. You can tell that she's still angry about your earlier answer, and finds your problems amusing.

Finally, you work out that you can hold it in place by stepping on the extra length which trails on the ground.{endif} It rubs just as much as Mistress's, the eggs occasionally shifting {if arachneVenom>0}erotica{else@}painfu{endif}lly inside you, but you eventually make it to the top.

Mistress runs nimbly up the tree trunk, grabs a strand of web, and shakes it violently. "Hello? Xyryx?"

A grinning face surrounded by flowing auburn curls popped out from further up. "Hi, Flixa! And ****!"

Being greeted directly, your collar allows you to respond. "Hello, Lady Xyryx."

"That's Huntress Xyryx to you, ****," she insists, before launching into a conversation with with Mistress.

The discussion is mostly gossip about people you don't know. From what you can tell, a **** belonging to someone named Exaxa took an order to find some other **** to sate her lust too literally, and was found attempting to have sex with one of Xyryx's incubators. That draws a huge laugh from Mistress.

{if@ arachneVenom=0}You presume that the **** in question was probably high as a kite on her mistress's venom.

{endif}Eventually, the subject turns to yesterday's raid.

"I heard you chose to take a ****," Xyryx says. "Is this her?"

"Yes. You know I have no need of the money, and I did not want anyone else to beat me to buying her."

Xyryx nods. "I never particularly cared which **** I ended up with. I took the money and then paid full price for my newest broodslave. It works out better."

"Well, Tarissa here was something special{if@ voluntarySlave=true}{if arachneVenom>0}, or so I thought. If I had known that she would choose to take my venom I might not have bothered{else@}. She let herself get captured, was aroused by the idea. She was just so unique that I had to have her{endif}{else}, or so I thought. She disappointed me this afternoon, however, and I find myself **** to treat her as any other ****{endif}."

"I see. Well, I suppose that matters little in the end. We both have new slaves, so how about a little wager?" Xyryx asks.

"What do you have in mind?" Mistress replies immediately.

"I suggest that we find out which of our slaves is better. I will call mine over, and we will have a little contest. I will order my **** to get you off by any means necessary, and you will do the same for me. Whichever of us orgasms first loses."

"Sounds like fun. Twenty gold coins?"

"Agreed. Let me just go and get her."

Xyryx leaves you alone with Mistress for a moment, returning soon after with a young woman following her.

You gasp as you recognise her.