HOTEL LEX - FLOOR 6 (16/?) (GAME OVER) CW:SPIDERS (Patreon)

You press your cock against hers and a pre leaks out of yours like a faucet.

"Heh, cute," she teases, clasping her hands together and forming a rubbery collar. She snaps it around your neck and strings a leash from the center.

"If you want a piece of me, you're going to obey my every order." She applies a firm grip on your collar to lower your head to the same height as her breasts. "I like it when my playthings do as they're told. And you, my plaything, are going to show me just how well you know how to use that." She rubs the tip of your cock and you whimper from newfound pleasure. She runs her hand down to your slit and oozes goo around the base behind your knot. You feel a tightness around your member and your knees knock together. Her Majesty has graced you with a tight cockring.

She licks her lips and leads you toward a nearby wall where she makes a web hammock for herself. As she lies down to get comfortable, you immediately take the opportunity to rub against her cock. She snaps at you, "Bad!" She tugs on your leash and you topple onto her with a yelp. Her lower arms bind your lower arms in gooey rubber. "Gosh, I get you're needy, but that is no way to treat royalty! Keep that up and you're going to be nothing more than a cocoon with a cock. Would you rather that?"

You shake your head quickly, opting to lap at her chest instead. She giggles and leans her head back as you move up to her neck. You resist the urge to sink your teeth into her exposed skin.

"Atta boy, there you go." She cups your hips and guides you onto her lap. She pushes her bosom up, and you get the idea. You hold yourself back until she gives a nod of approval. You stick your cock between her breasts and start rocking your hips. You close your eyes and huff loudly from the pressure; her rubber breasts squeak at first but with the amount of pre that's dribbling out of your erect penis, you glide back and forth with ease. She chuffs, then leans in with her mouth open to catch your tip with each stroke. The web around your cock tightens as you whine in pain. Her tongue feels heavenly; it's a wonderful contrast between the velvet rubber breasts and her rough, red muscle.

Finally, she relaxes and so do you. "My, you are quite the entertainment!" She wipes her mouth and with a hand, pushes you off her. You step back and wipe the drool off your own face. You were so engrossed in the pleasure, you don't even hear Emmett whining back on the wall where you two had left him. You reach down to stroke your cock more but Her Majesty stops you. She motions to her balls and, to your surprise, she reveals a slit already dripping wet. Your heart skips a beat as you feel her tug on your leash and she spreads her leg for your tender cock to be inserted. You grab her heavy thighs and slide inside. Her pussy feels like silk and her muscles clamp down on your cock. You grit your teeth and sweat drips from your forehead. You feel like you're finally taking the upper edge as you hear Her Majesty moaning loudly. Except... you aren't. Your hips seem to move on their own as she sucks you in. You whimper at the realization and you beg for release. She laughs between each slam of hips, "You're— only cumming when— I've had enough!"

Your tongue hangs out of your mouth as your eyes roll back. You can't control your body anymore. It's lost in euphoria and you're just along for the ride. Each time you feel yourself come close, the cock ring tightens and you wince in pain. The constant edging is driving you insane. You need to cum, you need to cum, you need to— You clasp her hips and before she can even react, you fit your knot into her and cum, and cum, and cum. She squeals as she cums as well; her thick ropes hitting your snout. You feel her pussy tense up and you continue to pump deep into her. She grabs the leash and pulls you down, but you're so lost in climax, you don't notice her fierce expression. Her sudden jolt makes you slip out with a satisfying slick.

She pants loudly and pouts in disappointment. "I desire obedience, and clearly—" She lifts herself up, and you topple backward, "clearly you can't be trusted with those lousy arms."

You're still in sexual exhaustion as she stands over you. The last thing you see is her dripping cock and pussy before you're covered in a thick, gooey web. You feel your arms bound behind your back, your legs glued together, your mouth left hanging open for Her Majesty to treat herself. You feel yourself hoisted up and suspended in a slightly awkward position. You feel her sink her teeth into you, venom coursing through your body, causing you to remain relaxed and docile.

You've become Her Majesty's toy. She forces her spiderkits into your mouth whenever you crave sustenance. She uses your cock like a dildo when she wants to pleasure herself and, when she's feeling nice, she makes you eat her pussy until she cums. You don't see anymore; you don't need to. You've forgotten what the floor feels like, only the webs that carry you wherever she goes. You no longer remember what your original goal was, who you were with or even who you are. All you know now is her scent, her taste, her voice. In fact, you smell her familiar pheromones coming your way. She grabs onto your dripping cock; she wants a quick drink.

"Good toy."

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