Part 2

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Context: Rumor has it that a strange creature lives in the castle nearby. You see a light on in one of the towers but have never had the bravery to investigate. At least, not until tonight. What waits for you within its walls may very well prove to be your end.

Setting: Ashton's castle

Tags:[M4F][Sadodere Half-Drider Speaker][Humanoid Moth Listener][Sadistic][Teasing][Danger][VERY Spicy][Dominant]but[Playful][Trapped][Flirting?][Dom/Sub Energy][Half-Drider/Half-Elf][Maybe Vampire?][CW: Spice Levels/Unpleasant Imagery/Injured Listener]

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[Scene opens within a dark study within a castle]

[SFX: Footsteps over stone]

[You’re caught in webbing stronger than anything you’ve ever felt. No matter how you struggle, you can’t get free. Your eyes have been blindfolded by the web in your struggles]

“Ooh… What has the misfortune to find themselves in my web?”

[Pause]

“Shh shh shh, now now… Don’t struggle, my pet. You’ll hurt yourself and those pretty wings.”

[SFX: Big moth wings unfurling]

[Whatever kind of evil man has you lets out a soft purr of a laugh]

“Ooooh, love… Unfurling those wings at me? Hmhm, oh you moth babies are so cute. So… twitchy and reactionary. And you even managed to blind yourself in your struggle? Goodness!”

[You feel cold hands trace across you. A pair. Then another pair. Eight hands, in total]

[Pause!!!!]

“Ah ah ah! Shhh… Yes, I have eight arms, love. You’re in a spider web, my dear, and I… am the spider. Don’t fret too much, hmm? I’m not your standard Drider, lovely. I’m a bit more… arachnophobia-friendly. Here, see for yourself.”

[SFX: The blindfold coming off]

[As you wriggle and struggle, the blindfold is removed. A pointedly handsome man is the first thing you see, primarily human-looking, save for his arms and slight fangs and mandibles]

“There we are… Ooh, that look you’re giving me. Fear, intrigue, a little lust… Hmmm, you’re one of those kinds of moths, hm? Did you zip into my study tonight because of my pretty little light trap or because you were fascinated by tales of the half-Drider that supposedly drags in moths, butterflies, and other non-apex insects to do… well, Heaven knows what! Do I eat them…? Do I torture them…?”

[SFX: Struggling]

[He traces a finger under your chin, smiling with calm wickedness]

“Mmh… Let’s get a look at you, my fuzzy little siren. Ooh, you’re so vibrantly colored! But not poisonous, no… A rosy silk moth aspect, are you? How cute! I always love how indignant your kind looks, flapping those tiny wings, antennae bobbing about. You lot always seem to have that ‘little man syndrome’ condition, hmhm.”

[Pause!]

[He puts on a sickeningly sweet voice]

“Ooh no, Mr. Drider, please don’t eat me! Oh pwease, I don’t want to be liquefied!”

[He studies you for a moment and licks his lips and a tiny bit of mandible]

“Careful, darling… All that struggling and writhing is going to trigger my predator instincts. And if you’re foolish enough to twist around and show me your back, I’ll simply have to eat you! It is in my nature, after all.”

[Pause…?]

“Why do I not look like other Driders? Well, I’m a halfling, of sorts. Half-Drider, half-Elf. I inherited my mother’s Elven beauty and frame and my father’s, well…”

[He gestures vaguely with his eight arms and a smile]

“...Arthropodin tendencies, hmhm. Well, I assume as much, I was largely left to myself after they both passed.”

[Pause?]

“Hm? Oh, no no, I fear they were violently killed for their love when I was quite young.”

[...]

[He smiles pleasantly, eyes gleaming in the light of the fireplace]

“Or… did they?”

[????]

“You’re such a cute one… About to potentially be devoured by a sadistic Drider in a dark castle, where no one will ever find you, and you gently apologize for my suffering. You’re so… oh? What is this?”

[He brushes his fingers over your right wing, pausing as you tense]

“Oho, sensitive wings, love? I’ll remember that… but, for now, let me look.”

[He examines you, smirking each time you squeak or moan]

“Hmmm, you have a hole in this wing… No wonder you fumbled your way into my web, darling. You’re not an idiot, you’re just injured. And perhaps a little kinky, hmm?”

[...]

[He chuckles and steps back]

“Well, I can’t let you go out into the big, scary world injured, can I? That’d be especially rude of me, especially as a doctor.”

[Pause?]

“Oh, darling, I’ve been alive a long time. I think mother might have been a vampire, pish posh, who cares. Any time I try and open myself up to take a look, I get to my ribcage before I think “Ashton, you fool, you don’t know what a vampire looks like being dissected! Silly goose”, and then I have to sew myself up again while trying not to giggle. Terribly difficult, I think I still have a scalpel in there somewhere.”

[He pats his side]

“Ah, there it is. I should probably do something about that but you’re so much more interesting than my very alien anatomy.”

[...]

[He pauses for a moment before letting out a mad laugh]

“Please don’t hurt you?! Oh! Oh, you are a treat, my dear. Oh, my darling little Rosy. Why would you say such a hurtful thing?”

[...]

“True, true, I have been very intimidating this entire time. Love, I am a spider. A spider vampire, potentially, my entire aesthetic is “intimidation”. There are bigger predators, always, and it is in my interest to appear scary. But with you… well, honestly, it’s just fun to see you shake, those little knees lock together like I might do something ungentlemanly… Are you scared? Or… expectant?”

[Pause!]

[He cackles again and cups your face between one pair of hands]

“Oh, you precious, pink and yellow little puff of fuzz. Yes, I am scary. Very, very scary, maybe even a little deranged… but I can be reasoned with. Out there, in the forests and skies, with nature as your only lover, well… that is truly an abusive romance, isn’t it?”

[...?]

“Think. You can be out there, minding your own business, falling in love, dancing, seeking your purpose… and then, what, a harpy swoops down and tears out your innards while you thrash desperately to save your own life! Every instinct in you struggling, screaming in agony, while the harpy has his meal. He doesn’t care for your pain. He has to eat. Nature is a psychopath. It cannot be reasoned with. It has no respect for our lives. You think being out there is freedom, yes?”

[...]

[For a moment, his eyes become focused. Serious. He’s no longer teasing]

“You came here because you were curious. You knew you’d either find purpose here, or death, and were it death, you want it to be on your terms.”

[...]

[He almost whispers:]

“Admit it… It’s alright. Be honest with yourself.”

[...]

[He cups your chin between his thumb and pointer finger]

“You don’t want to think about all those nasty thoughts in your mind, do you? All those “Why am I here, what is my purpose, what am I meant to do” questions, hm? No… You just want to be happy. To feel free. And that’s why you came to me. You knew I’d free you one way or another.”

[...]

[He smiles, unreadable]

“... Are you still frightened…? Or do you feel safe, knowing that I know how to take care of you?”

[...]

[He chuckles and finally pulls you free of his web]

“There we are, Rosy, out of my web. Come, sit in my lap by the fire, and let me look at that poor little wing.”

[SFX: Footsteps, fire crackling, and an armchair creaking]

[It almost infuriates you how pleasant it feels to curl up with him while his fingers trace over you]

“Hmhm, are you still indignant, dear? You are the one burying your pretty face in my chest…”

[...]

“Shh, I’ll take care of you, now. You never need worry about the cruelty of the world again.”

[He smiles, a bit sadistic]

“...Just my cruelty, hmhm.”

[...]

[You guess your Mom was right when she said “Never let a spider seduce you. Not because they’re predators, but because they’re MASSIVE assholes”]

[To be continued?]

Note: More of them, yes/no?