Not from this web

You pull as hard as possible, but to no avail. "Get away from me!" You desperately yell, but the drider, likely incapable of speech, does not reply aside from a rapid chattering noise that almost sounds like laughter. Rising up onto her back four legs, her abdomen extends from under her body, pointing directly at you, and expels a large quantity of webs. Dodging as best you can, you're still caught in several places, most important of which is your other arm, still holding the book, which is thrown back and stuck to the wall behind you, immobilizing you with your back to the hard stone. Another set of webs catch your feet in similar bindings, as well as covering over the hand that was merely stuck to the wall, ensuring that you're completely incapable of movement.

When she feels you're properly restrained, the monster lowers back onto all eight legs and quickly closes the distance between the two of you. She towers over your head by several feet, but bends downwards and in one swift motion sinks her fangs directly into your exposed shoulder. You can feel venom being pumped into your bloodstream, but don't feel the loss of feeling that would signal poison- in fact, it's quite the opposite, as anywhere your blood carries the toxin seems to increase in sensitivity. Holding your head with her hands, she forces a kiss onto your lips, more of her aphrodisiac leaking directly into your mouth.

Your cheeks flush, and warmth begins to spread directly to your groin, and as you become more and more aroused something else happens. As if a weight was lifted from your skin, your black dress fades and disappears, as if by magic. Quivering with the increased sensitivity and sudden exposure, your nipples stand on end and your pussy starts to visibly drip with arousal, while the drider continues her kiss, toying with your tongue with her own.