Erlea felt woozy as she regained consciousness. It was still night and the moon hung above her head. It didn't look any different than before, she hoped that she had only been knocked out for a few seconds instead of minutes or days.
Near her head, a branch cracked.
She froze as a bolt of fear slammed into her. The muscles in her chest and shoulder, already aching from her unwilling flight out of the shelter, tensed up until she had to bite down on her lip to avoid screaming out.
Something heavy thudded on the other side of her head. She could feel the ground sinking next to her, a minute tilting of her body.
Images of monsters appeared in her head. She knew they had to be looming over her with their shafts already dripping with anticipation of impaling her. Her own body warmed instantly at the thought, despite the fear of being raped.
Panicked, she took a slow, deep breath to calm herself.
She couldn't open her mouth.
The fear skyrocketed inside her, buzzing through her veins. Her wings tried to flutter but they were trapped underneath her body. She could feel the cool ground and branches underneath them; it was painful but nothing compared to the growing terror.
With tears in her eyes, she tried to reach up to find out why her mouth wouldn't open.
Something prevented her wrist from lifting off the ground. Whatever it was, it stretched with her efforts but she could only move it a few inches away from the dirt before the pressure was too much. With a snap, her limb was yanked to the ground once again.
Erlea let out an unwitting whimper as she tried to pull up her other wrist. It was also stuck. It felt like sticky ropes holding her down but there was no way a monster could have pinned her so fast. With sweat beading on her brow, she tried her legs but couldn't do anything but lift her hips helplessly off the ground.
“Ah, the little bee is awake?” came a feminine whisper. Something swung over her head, blotting out the moonlight and plunging her world into darkness. “You weren't out too long. Just enough to get trussed up.”
Erlea tried to cry out but whatever was plastered across her mouth made it impossible for anything but a muted cry to escape her body. It sounded helpless and pathetic.
“Don't worry, your friends are having a little fight. Any noise you make will be drowned out by their screaming. To pass the time, I figured you wanted to play until they calm down.”
She shook her head. There were more strands holding her throat down to the ground but otherwise her head could move. She tried leaning back and using her skull to lift herself up. When her hip touched against the hot but hard shell of the creature above her, she flinched and fell back away from it.
“Oh, yes, ready for a little fun?” whispered her attacker. Something hard pressed against her inner thigh, sliding up toward her still-soaked pussy.
A surge of heat and lust burned inside her. It must have only been seconds since she was tossed out, she could almost feel Miere's lips still along her pussy.
“Two little bee girls and one just lost her virginity? An affinity to another bee?”
Erlea shivered. That was the light. She had been Miere's first. No one had explained it before, but it made sense. She had seen other Honningbies flashing as they were raped but others had only screamed at they were penetrated.
Miere's actions slammed into her. They had all been told what would happen with a Honningbie bee affinity, it was a life of hell. How could Miere do that? She could have been more powerful if they could have saved her for another monster. She could have been the one to defeat Cararas. A sob tore out of her and she closed her eyes tightly.
The creature clicked her tongue. “Don't they teach you anything at the hive? That's the worst thing that could happen for bees.” The hard limb continued to slid up until it caressed along Erlea's swollen pussy. The touch was electric, a hard carapace rocking against her dripping slot.
The lust of her helplessness only fueled the hungry desire for an orgasm that Miere wasn't able to bring to a crest.
“So, does that mean you also have the lust for the bee girls? A stupid little cunt that wants honey above all things? Is that why those horrible Shucks left you begin?”
Erlea shook her head as tears ran down her cheeks.
The creature leaned down. Two red eyes opened up to look at her. “Good. Because you know what is wrong with bees who like bees?” A warm breath washed over Erlea's face. “They get hurt when you fuck them. One womb stuffed with all my lovely eggs and I have to worry about them bursting before I get to breed them again.”
Another two sets of glowing red eyes opened up. And then four more. Soon eight bright red gazes focused on her. The creature moved slightly, allowing the moonlight to shine through splayed out armored limbs that went out in all directions; Erlea didn't need to count them to know that there were eight surrounding her. It was a spider monster, a female of sorts but not a breeder.
Her pussy grew hot and slick.
“Don't worry, little bee.” The spider moaned and ran her cheek against Erlea's, the bristles along the side were short and sharp. A powerful mandible scraped along her shoulder before the spider turned to whisper in her ear. “I'm going to make you feel really good in a moment. Unlike your little bee friend, you are going to enjoy being my little breeder.”
Erlea whimpered as she stared at the glowing eyes. Her body shuddered as she felt a second leg draw up her other thigh. The hard carapace had short, bristly hairs that dragged against her delicate skin. The ridge pressed against the length of her slit before the spider creature rubbed her.
Even with the short hairs digging in, the touch was electric.
“You're all wet already? Been a while? Or were you having too much fun?”
Erlea shook her head. It had only been days since she had been raped the first time.
The creature leaned forward again. As she did, the two legs between her legs pried Erlea's legs further, splitting open her pussy and exposing the dripping opening to the cooler air.
Erlea whimpered softly. It was too dark to see anything but her other senses were focused on the powerful limbs that were preparing her for the inevitable. Her hips rocked forward slightly as hot juices dribbling down the crack of her buttocks.
Another of the spider's legs stroked her cheek. “There you go. Don't worry, this will feel good. I promise.”
Erlea sniffed, tears running down her cheeks.
The creature spread Erlea's legs even further, forcing her thighs apart until her knees strained from her ankles being pinned and her body helpless. At the same time, she shifted forward. The massive body towered over her and blotted out the moon again.
Then she felt something heavy press against her sex. At first, she thought it was another leg but then she realized it was something else. It was pointed with a blunt tip. It felt like three fingers pressed together. It rotated back and forth as it drew up along her pussy, parting her inner lips and circling around her dripping entrance.
The spider's mouth lowered until its mandible rested against her shoulder. “Do you want me to bite your neck? You have the prettiest throat.”
Whimpering, Erlea shook her head. Her body tightened as she tried to break free but couldn't.
The spider's organ eased forward, sliding down off Erlea's clitoris before centering on her pussy. It pushed against her, the slick bone-like spur easing into her cunt. The thickness stretched her opening, teasing her with little pulses of pleasure.
Erlea shuddered as an intense heat blasted through her. Her pussy grew slicker with anticipation even as she strained to part her legs as much as possible. Fear and desire warred inside her, a hunger that she couldn't ever sate for long.
The spider nuzzle along Erlea's neck and then lower along her collar. Her mouth was hot and slick as she worked her way down. One of the spider's arms pressed against the side of her chest. “I love you bees. You have the prettiest breasts of all the breeders in this zone.”
“B-B-Br…?” Erlea couldn't get the word out.
The creature opened her mouth and sucked her breast in. The slick suction sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body. A tongue rolled along her nipple, flicking it before the spider sucked hard.
Erlea let out a moan, only half willingly. She arched her back to press against the hot mouth even as she was straining to impale herself on the spider's organ sliding into her cunt.
The organ continued to slide into her. It was growing rapidly thicker, a bone that pressed well past her opening and deep into her tight depths. Then something thick pressed against her opening; it was much thicker than the rest of the organ. Slowly, it drew out and then pushed in again, rolling around as the spider tried to force the thicker part into Erlea's pussy.
Distracting her was the sucking pressure of the spider's creature mouth. Her lips and tongue flicked and rolled along one nipple and then the other. The creature was large enough to drew the entire mound into her maw. The occasional caress of the mandible brought a thrill of danger; the spider could tear Erlea's tit right off her chest.
The spider lifted off with a smack. “Lovely tits. They taste like honey.”
Erlea let out a whimper.
Then the thick organ jammed hard against her pussy. The swollen part ground against her opening, forcing her body to stretch around as it was driven into her pussy.
The bee let out a cry of pleasure and discomfort but that only seemed to encourage the spider to push harder.
With a surge of strength, the thicker part of the organ drove into her pussy, driving the bone-hard tip clear to the back of Erlea's pussy. It smacked against her cervix with a flash of discomfort but her body was already shaking in the throes of sudden orgasm.
The spider lowered her mouth back to Erlea's tit and sucked harder, popping it out of her mouth and sucking it in as the organ twisted and worked deeper into Erlea's pussy. She pulled it out and forced it back in, pumping with wet little strokes until the tight channel loosened to take it easily.
“So sweet,” murmured the spider. “So delicious.”
Then the spider bit down on Erlea's left breast. The fangs easily pierced the flesh, catching the swollen mound in her mouth. At the same time, the organ between Erlea's legs surged forward. A third, even thicker, part slammed against the opening and ground down, ripping Erlea open.
The pain exploded into pleasure. Erlea screamed into her gag, her entire body growing tense as the abuse flared hot waves of ecstasy to slam against her insides.
The spider reared back, pulling the thickness from Erlea's gaping pussy. Then she drove it hard and powerful.
The impact shook the bee's entire body.
The rounded tip punched against Erlea's innermost gate. It rolled off and jammed against her inside.
The spider reared back and impaled her again. The tip slammed repeatedly against Erlea's abused cervix. Each time it rolled off with a piercing agony.
Erlea thrashed back and forth, her captured body lost in the throes of pleasure and agony. She could feel the thickest part of the spider's organ ripping her open, stretching her widely as the tip hammered her brutally inside.
The spider ground down, digging her fangs into Erlea's breast. Heat burned along the pierced flesh, followed by a wave of intense lust. It seemed to trace along her veins, quickening her breath and bringing even more fluids to her tortured cunt.
Then, one thrust caught her cervix. Instead of sliding off, it impaled it instead in an intense surge of white-hot agony.
Erlea screamed out shrilly.
The spider released her tit. “There we go.” She rammed her organ deep into Erlea's impaled pussy.
The bee's tortured cervix protested in agony as she felt every inch of the tip sliding past an incredibly tight entrance. It seemed to go forever as the thickest part of the organ stuffed her pussy completely and the middle section smacked against her innermost gate.
She was completely impaled.
The spider let out a soft shudder.
Erlea shuddered with another orgasm, her eyes wide with agony but her body shaking with pleasure.
“Nothing sweeter that seeing an impaled breeder.”
Erlea sobbed through her lust-fogged senses. Her pussy clenched around the thickness impaling her, squeezing down. She couldn't dislodge it, it was there until the spider released her.
To her surprise, the monster lifted her head and kissed Erlea on the nose. There was a sharp tangy smell to her lips.
Panting, Erlea whimpered as she shuddered helplessly. She couldn't move, she couldn't escape. She couldn't stop having an orgasm.
“That's the hard part, little bee. Now come the fun.”
Erlea's eyes opened wide.
The spider kissed her again.
The thick member inside Erlea swelled inside her, straining in her inner walls.
Erlea let out a soft moan.
Something pushed against her inner walls as it slid into her. She could feel the girth relaxing behind it. It was a sphere of some sort, one that slowly traveled up the thick member buried inside her to her cervix.
The tight opening stopped it.
Then another one came. It stretched Erlea's pussy until it came to rest behind the first one. There was a pressure as Erlea felt her cervix being levered open slightly. Flashes of agony and pleasure tore through her.
Then another.
And another.
Each one stuffed inside her and thudded against the spheres, no they had to be eggs, that were poised to inject directly into her womb. Each one added to the pressure as the impaling bone was levered further apart, stretching the tight gate more and more.
Erlea screamed out again, this time thrashing as violently as she could.
The webbing and the massive spider creature above her easily kept her pinned in place as the first egg was forced past the tight gate and popped into the most private of Erlea's places.
The immediate relief of her cervix relaxing after its forced dilation brought an intense orgasm to tear through her senses. She sobbed even as she felt the next egg starting to force its way into her. A flood of juices poured out of her, soaking the ground and surrounding both monster and prey with the scent of honey.
The second egg popped into her body, rolling around in her depths as her opening clamped shut again. However, it wasn't to last as more came popping out, forced through her stuffed pussy and past the final gate of her being.
Erlea clawed at the ground, her trapped wings beating against the grass. With every surge of eggs, she could feel her belly growing. A tickle of pressure of a single egg became a steady presence as more of them were forced into her womb.
The eggs kept coming, each one sending her into the throes of another orgasm. The sensations grew faster, the distinct pops turning into a rippling surge as the spider eggs poured into her.
The skin over her abdomen swelled. She could feel the eggs settling into place, filling up every crevice of her innermost place. The spider used one of its legs to stroke along the swell; the touch painted an image of her swollen belly.
More eggs came rippling into her pussy. They bulge together, increasing the girth of the organ that was embedded in her cunt. There was no movement, only the roll of new life, monster life, as it jetted deep into her womb.
Another orgasm tore through her. It felt powerful and overwhelming. She tasted something sharp in the back of her mouth.
The eggs were jetting into her now, increasing the pressure from the inside. Her skin strained to keep them in place. She felt the pressure along her other organs as they were crushed against her insides.
“Just a few more,” whispered the spider before kissing her again. “Just a few more babies. It feels good, doesn't it?”
Erlea whimpered. She couldn't deny the orgasms ravaging her insides made much of the horror go away. There was something about being breed, even as a carrier for the spider's eggs, that gave her a rush that Miere's fingers could never meet.
She thought about her lover. If what Saroia said was true, then Miere will never find the pleasure of being breed. Did that mean she would never experience an orgasm? Was Erlea's inability to come even with Miere's tongue and fingers the future of her lover? A sadness seeped through her thoughts and she sobbed, this time in sorrow.
“Oh, no, no, don't cry. It feels good.”
Erlea focused back on the spider laying eggs inside her womb. Slowly, she nodded as another orgasm threatened to tear her thoughts away.
The spider smiled sweetly. She kissed Erlea on the mouth, grinding the webbing that gagged the bee against her lips. Slowly, she withdrew, pulling out the thick organ from the bee's tortured pussy.
Erlea shuddered with pleasure and relief as her tortured cervix was finally allowed to close, sealing in the thousands of eggs that swelled her belly. The ridges of the organ as it withdrew, the thick member tugging on her labia with every inch, brought more gasps of relief.
Just as the bone-like tip slipped out of her pussy, something sprayed across the opening. It was sticky and clung to her entrance. The spraying continued, adding pressure and weight until she could feel it filling her opening, sealing it shut.
The spider stepped over her, webbing her hips and thighs to the ground. The webbing caught on Erlea's swollen belly and the moonlight seemed to shine off it as the creature stepped away.
Then the creature came around and looked at her with eight glowing red eyes. “You'll be safe here tonight as will your friends. I'll make sure of that. If all goes well, my babies will be born before your friends find you.”
Erlea whimpered and tried to escape but the fresh webbing pinned her down even firmer to the ground. She felt weak and helplessly, the realization brought another orgasm surging through her veins.
The spider kissed her again. “Don't worry. My poison will keep you relaxed until they are born. Trust me, you'll need it when you feel them crawling out.”
As if to remind her, Erlea's bitten breast began to throb.
The spider stepped over her and crawled out of sight.
Erlea struggled for a few more minutes but she couldn't escape. She slumped down, panting as her pussy clenched around the feeling of emptiness. The endless orgasms left her weak as did the throbbing poison that was working its way through her veins.
She couldn't hear Billie or Miere. She knew they would be looking for her but with her mouth sealed shut, she could do nothing to help her own rescue.
With a moan, she slumped against the ground.
It only took her a few minutes to realize her helplessness and pinned position meant that she could only focus on the throb of her pussy and the ache of her swollen belly while staring up at the moon.
She moaned and tried to shift into a comfortable position.
There was none.
It was going to be a long night.