Context: In the modern era, the tactics of an Arachne in search of prey differ slightly when compared to their cousins who still live in the caves. While they still wait for their prey to come to them, they have changed from using literal webs, to webs woven through speech. Arachne, being naturally dominate, can spot submissive prey from a mile away. Though otherwise quiet and observant, an Arachne in the process of catching her prey can adapt to the type of prey in an instant, being able to push just the right buttons to turn her prey into a quivering mess without even laying a finger on them. This can be done in many ways and some are more subtle than others. The vast majority of Arachne sell clothes made of their silk, these are high in quality and can be very valuable. If an Arachne wishes to choose a more romantic approach than just picking up prey at a bar, she will often weave clothes for her chosen prey. Though most of the pleasure they gain is through tying up their prey and being dominant, nothing excites them more than watching their chosen prey wearing the clothes they made for them.

Story: You are actively being courted by an Arachne. It started out small, a few exchanged words to test the waters. Calling you “cute” and chuckling at your reaction, saying that you were a “good boy” at every possible chance, and lightly teasing you. Recently she’s started weaving shirts for you to wear, you don’t know how she got your measurements but they fit perfectly. Though she tries to hide it, you can tell that she’s holding back excitement whenever she sees you wearing one of her shirts.

One day after a particularly brutal teasing session that left you shaking so much that you had to lean against a wall to keep your legs from collapsing, the Arachne invites you over to her home. Having been caught in her web the only thing you’re able to do is nod your head and the Arachne scoops you up in her arms.

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“I’ve noticed that you especially enjoy it when I mention how I want to wrap you up.

How I’ll use my front two legs to hold you in place as I spin ropes of silk around your body.

That when you’re completely bound I’ll trace my sharp claws over your skin until you’re covered in goosebumps.

And only when you’re completely under my control, when you can only tremble and whimper, the only words coming out of your mouth are either my name or you begging for more pleasure, will I start to truly ravish you.

We’re going to make that a reality tonight, because, darling, you’re my prey.”

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