This choice: Muffet returns, her clothes discarded, ready to have her way. • Go Back...Chapter #31Muffet returns, her clothes discarded, ready to... by: teniko   Frisk slowly swayed in the stray wind as he awaited his doom. His feeble struggles barely noticeable from his prison as he quickly gave up, instead listening to the hum comeing from another room. Glancing around the darkened room of the spider girl didn't help Frisks fear, her decor was borderline Gothic with cobwebs attached to black walls.
It wasn't long before spiders started to move across the floor, dragging boots and other clothing items out of the room Muffet was in. Frisks struggles resumed as he watched a pair of black laced underwear scoot across the room, dragged by three spiders on their way to the laundry room. A few spiders entered from another door, sloshing around a hot cup of tea, their efforts almost made Frisk forget what was happening as he watched them hoist it onto the dresser. His struggles even stopped until the hum of Muffets theme started to creep in, louder and louder.
"Ah- thank you my little darlings-!" Chirped Muffet, entering the room with a swagger, an excited grin plastered to her face. She expertly navigated the room as spiders emerged from the frame work, scuttling towards the exit as she grabbed her tea. Happily taking a sip, Frisk began to hope she had forgotten him as her eyes closed, her arms rested happily on different objects while she enjoyed herself. All hope was lost when she finally opened her eyes again, focusing on the tiny dangling boy before her.
"Wait- hey! I've never hurt a spider before!" Frisk cried out as she scuttled closer, a playful twinkle in her grin as she set down the cup on a nearby stool. "I- bought some spider food once!" He cried again, Muffet nodded her appreciation before snipping the web that held him.
Once again, Frisk was in the hands of the spider. One claw scratched at his head affectionately,
"That it why I am not baking you into a pastry-" Muffet smiled, slowly bringing Frisk lower. Her smile could only grow as she gently put Frisks screaming face onto her clit, enjoying the vibrations for a moment before roughly jabbing his body inside of her.
Thrashing and calling out, Frisk tried to escape once more before common sense came in, his body stopped moving and he attempted to be as still as possible in the tight cave. Her walls crashed together a few times, squeezing him down for a moment before a voice echoed around his prison.
Muffets smile had died down into a sadistic smirk as she resisted rolling her eyes at the tiny ones efforts, she elegantly picked up her tea and wandered out towards the kitchen.
"You arn't getting out until I cum-" Muffet spoke outloud, "You being there isn't really an inconvenience-" she stopped walking to glance through her stock, deciding on a spider biscuit to dip in her tea. Just as she grabbed one, her whole body froze up as her toys movement continued. She let out a relieved breath, happily scooting towards her room. Her food and drink were quickly drained in her excitement, getting left hastily on the floor before she hopped into bed. She gave a small moan as she wiggled down, a fuzzy smile fluttered onto her face as her hand stroked her well toned body. In her haze, she slid out a few pictures from under her mattruss to gaze at some cute guys while she masterbated. Her fingers flicked her clit as she scanned through her random fashion books until she saw someone that seemed attractive to her. She grinned happily, glad that she had some form of material lying around. With all her spiders friends crawling around she couldn't really leave naughtier books, what if the young ones saw!
Frisk didn't have time to understand Muffets moral compass of putting spiders above all else, seeing him as an object to use an abuse. His world constricted and bounced as something deeper inside started to pump out liquid over his body. Even if he wanted to stop moving and wait it out, it was impossible now with the hectic environment, his body simply bounced around before getting squeezed still.
To make matters worse, the sadistic spiders fingers were nimbly wrapping around his leg. Knowing what this meant, the lone boy could only brace as he was pulled out, then in. The slick sounds of the movements deafened him as his body was covered in a thick slime like substance. Struggling to breath, he thrashed and clawed at whatever he could see.
Muffet rolled onto her stomach, her ears barely hearing the squishing sound between her legs as she slowly masterbated. Her eyes casually skimmed over the pages as a blush formed on her face, her mind switching to the thought of what was happening to Frisk down there as she quickened the pace. Her perverted grin attempted to hold in her drool as a pair of hands idly supported her rocking head. She slowly turned the page as she quickened the pase again, biting her lip as she came close to the edge. Her fingers clumbsily rammed her toy in and out before her hips bucked. A small squeak of surprise turned into a sigh of pleasure as she instinctively pushed Frisk into her. His final weakening screams rode out her orgasm as she clenched around him, panting happily.
Frisk's unconcious body slowly slipped out in the second wave of orgasms, he didn't hear Muffet drop her magazine in her fit or see her body automatically bucking another orgasm out over her sheets.
His body must of been adapting however, as he soon woke up to Muffets pointed teeth, her tongue slipped out to encompass the beaten prisoner. His body refused to move however as Muffet continued her tongue bath before pulling him away.
"Oh my! You're awake already?" The spider exclamed, her voice seemed heavy and a blush was still hovering over her face with a look of bliss. She smiled, giving her toy a terrible bolt of fear as one hand tossed a tissue from the side of the bed. Frisk attempted to say something but the giant girl didn't seem to be in the mood to talk, instead she simply strapped a web around the tiny ones mouth before laying back down on the bed. She petted you almost affectionately as she drifted off to sleep with a perverted grin. "Make use of this break- because we are definitely doing that again" She chided, letting her eyes close.
Not wanting to go through that again, Frisk quickly stood up, noticing the string of web going from him and his sleeping 'babysitter'. With a little bit of hope in his heart, he attempted to break the bindings on his mouth and his make shift leash as Muffets breathing got slower and more drawn out.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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