Awakening Pt. 13

"Oh yes... Struggle my dear. I love it when they struggle." The Drider hissed as it moved. I felt the web holding me bounce before I fell backwards, landing on my back on the hard ground. The dark creature put its eight segmented-legs on either side of me, the Drow portion of its body looking down at me.

If it wasn't for the disgusting spider part, the woman herself was quite attractive. She had large full lips, if you can get past the fanged overbite, round, bright eyes that seemed to bore into my soul and take me apart. Flowing white hair that bounced unnaturally with each step. Her chest was bare, breasts that matched my omnibus bounced freely. Her white nipples erect out in front of her. Her legs bent as she rested her body on mine. Long black fingers reached down to grip my hair tightly.

"Pesky mortals... Don't you understand when you are bested?" The creature said. "Mmmn... But I do love a good fight." She said, her puffy lips turning up into that wicked grin. "I like to play with my food, you know." She said, her body grinding against me.

I felt the lust on her, but I was a bit confused as to how exactly she planned on having her way with me. I couldn't move anyways, so I was at her mercy, my mind desperately reaching out to my magic. But it seemed even my own thoughts were sluggish, and every time I grasped the power of the Universe, it slipped through my metaphorical fingers. "No need for these." The woman said softly, waving a hand. Black, I would call it smoke but it didn't move the same way, billowed from her spread fingers and encircled my body.

The smoke sparked my body, and I could feel my conjured clothing slowly being eaten away at it. The sparks were interesting as they hit my erogenous zones; gasps of pleasure escaped my lips before I could stop them as they hit my nipples. The beast cackled happily at my noises as the smoke worked down my body. By the time the shocks and jolts left me, I was panting heavily. My member was hard despite me being more afraid then aroused. I swore that if I got out of this alive, I'd never joke about a guy having a random boner again.

The Drider observed my naked body, moving her spider-body around to get a better look. She gasped happily at seeing my cock. "Oh, I'm so glad you have one of these." She said, frowning slightly. "I do wish it were a bit bigger, but it should do the trick at the very least." Something about those words stirred within me. I have always been big enough for all my sexual encounters, how dare this woman say that?

What the hell was I thinking, especially at a time like this? I wanted to struggle more, but I was entranced as the woman's hands moved down her dark-skinned body to where it was fused with the spider part. Her fingers sunk into two plates of her chitin armor. She pulled them apart to show more of the dark skin, and a bright white pussy. That's what it had to be. It looked mostly human, and I realized that's probably what a Drow's sexual organ looked like. I didn't have much time to marvel at that before the Drider pushed that same organ against my face. It was larger than what I was used to. The slit of her walls traveled easily the entire length of my face as she pressed it against me.

"Oh right... You can't use your tongue, can you?" The thing said as it smothered me with damp-pussy juices. I couldn't see what was happening above me, but I heard the typical sound someone makes when doing this sort of thing. She ground her large cunt against my face, liberally covering my it with her juices. "Ah, oh well... No foreplay for you then." She said giggling slightly. "Too bad, I've been told I taste amazing."

To my horror, I agreed, as some of her juices pushed past my slightly parted lips and hit my tongue. It was hard to ignore what was being done to me, even harder to focus on trying to get out of this. She slowly moved her body down my own, her large pussy spreading its juices against my chest and stomach before it found my erection. She pressed herself down against my girth, her lower-lips wrapping easily around half of my shaft as she moved.

"Oh, maybe it won't be too bad." The beast said to herself. "Though, if you were coherent, I'd ask you to lengthen it a few inches, and make it wider... Still, I should be able to get off on this." The beast said, that spike of some unknown emotion triggered in me again. I ignored it, or tried too as she continued to give off a few more insults as she rocked her body back and forth, soft moans escaping her mouth as she moved.

I needed something, some hold that I could focus on. The venom burned through out my body as it kept me immobile and so drowsy I couldn't think straight. I was vaguely aware when something wet and warm encompassed my shaft. The Drider was more loose than I was used too. There was no forcing myself inside of her as she slid down easily, letting out a long husky moan. "Oh, this isn't too bad." She said again as she took my entire nine-inches easily. Again, I ignored her, and that spike of emotion. I instead trapped my thoughts and senses on the lust spiking from her.

I let my magic feed off it, trying to get a sense of the woman, her abilities and furiously thinking through the fog in my mind of how to move again. The new feeling of being inside something different wasn't helping my thought processes at all. The woman was so large that every time she moved to grind myself inside of her, my entire body was pushed roughly against the concrete, and slid around.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't enjoying the pleasures. But hey... I was, sue me.

It's a love-hate relationship being so strongly connected to Lust. It made situations like this, situations where I would never find pleasure in it so satisfying. My magic turned what my partner wanted, and made it pleasurable to me. Being stuck as I was, unable to move and unable to thrust upwards, that's what the Drider wanted. She wanted her sexual partners to be nothing but toys for her pleasure. That's what I was because she wanted that, I wanted to give her that. It was all very confusing, because at the same time I wanted nothing more than to get her off of me.

The Drider moaned out as she started to move harder on top of me, one of her hands reaching up to pull and tug on her white nipples while the other slid down to tease and tweak her clit. The pleasure button easily being as big as my thumb, but looked small compared to the rest of her pussy. Her cries of pleasure caused me to moan as well. Unable to open my mouth to be loud, it was muffled, a tiny noise as it escaped through the small crack of my lips.

I had a thought as she pounded away on top of me. Lost in my own pleasurable feelings being fueled by hers, I was surprised I heard the thought. The fire coursing through me made me think of it. I could send fire into me, burning away anything that wasn't supposed to be there. Magic did what you wanted as long as you had enough information. When I had been awakened, I spent more time studying anatomy than I did for the finals coming up in school. I knew my body inside and out. I could burn away the venom and hopefully free myself from the paralysis.

But I needed my magic to be able to do that.

So, I fed it. Focusing my mind on the Drider bouncing happily on top of me. In the past, more lust was released at the moment of climax. If I could use the excess and feed it into what I wanted, keep enough thought around me to pull it off, I might get free. So, I focused. And waited... did I mention I hate waiting?

Despite how loose the Drider was around me, it still felt pleasurable. Every time she took me in, she would press hard against my crotch and grind against me, letting me feel the texture of her walls before pulling back up. Harder and harder she rode me. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to make her cum and that all the mean things she had said would come true. Then I was afraid that due to the paralysis, I wouldn't be able to cum, and I need us both to orgasm in order to pull off my plan.

"Oh, yes! I think I will keep you, Lust-Witch." The Drider said happily as she played with her body, taking my entire length and simply grinding. "I'm surprised you were able to get me so close... Just a little more."

That was all I needed. I prepared myself. One part of my mind was distracted by the feelings of her walls pulsing around my shaft, the other on what I needed to do. If it worked, this was going to hurt, but I'd be free. The Drider shouted out a yes as she slipped a few of her fingers in herself, pushing against my cock. Her walls tightened around me and I came as well, happily surprised that I could.

I forced myself away from the sensations. Clearing my mind as my shaft filled her with cum, thankfully, the Drider was too distracted to notice what I was doing. I grasped at the lust rolling from us, using my orgasm to get a hold of the sexual magic. It worked and then I put it to work. More fire washed through my body, and I screamed. It hurt so bad as it burned through me, but I knew it wouldn't do any physical damage. I'll have to thank those two again for the training of control. I pushed the fire through my veins, glowing as I did. The fire etching out the outlines of the veins in my body as it burned through the venom.

My fingers twitched. That was all I needed. Apparently, the fiery glow in my body was enough to distract the Drider from her orgasmic bliss. "No!!" She shouted as she bounced on me. Her fangs sunk into me again and I cried out.

Too much of it can kill. That's what Elerra said.

The warmth I had been feeling started to go very cold, very quickly.

The light of my orb started to fade and my vision started to go blurry.

And then nothingness...