Savage Girls: The Spider-Queen (Patreon)

First story written about Kee-Va and Brule. Let me know what you think. 

Kee-Va was drunk. She was resting naked at the top of large tree, in a nest of soft leaves and fibers she had made for herself, soaking in the heat of the sun, and she was eating from a basket of nom-nom fruit she had gathered a few days before. The nom-nom fruit was very high in sugar and possessed a thick peel. If left in the sun after ripening, the nom-nom fruit would naturally ferment on its own, making the sweet juices inside alcoholic. Kee-Va of course did not understand this. She was an intelligent and crafty hunter, but she was not literate. All she understood was that the nom-nom fruit would make her drunk if she left it in the sun for a few days. And as for the sun, she did not understand how it was that a giant ball of molten rock stayed aloft in the middle-sky between the hemispheres of the world, but it did, and like an animal, Kee-Va was content with knowing 'how' things were, and not caring 'why.' 

The 'sun' was hot 'today,' not that it was truly a 'sun,' nor were there really such things as 'days' in Kee-Va's world. She did not understand that her sun and her world were unique, because they were all she knew, but they were. Her sun was not a star, and her world was not a sphere. 

Her world was flat, a great disk of unknowable size, its horizons blocked by impenetrable  walls of ice ten thousand meters tall, and beyond them . . . no one knew. The sun was stationary. It never moved. 'Night' came when the sun cooled and grew darker. 'Morning' came when the sun heated and grew bright. These 'days' and 'nights' followed a sort of cycle, but there was no knowing the whims of the sun. Some days lasted weeks, and some nights lasted months. Once, long before Kee-Va was born, in the time of her grandmother, it was said that the sun went dark for many, many, many days, and the world grew cold. Some thought the world would end, but it did not. The sun came back. That was all. 

Kee-Va liked it when the sun was hot. Her body enjoyed the heat, and she enjoyed being drunk on hot days. It made her sore muscles ache in a pleasurable way, and if she got drunk enough she could imagine that her body was like a nom-nom fruit itself. 

Kee-Va had a perfect body. She knew it. She was proud of it. She flaunted it. She was annoyed by it sometimes, since it attracted the attention of so many inadequate males. They were all hypnotized by her big full breasts, her hard red nipples, her elegantly constructed musculature, her sculpted abdomen, her thick powerful buttocks, her long legs, her golden blond hair, and her deep blue eyes. She did not blame the men of her clan for trying to mate with her against her will. 'Rape' was not a crime in her world anymore than plucking fruit from a tree was. If the fruit was ripe, it should be plucked. The only difference was that fruit didn't have standards, and Kee-Va did. She valued herself highly, and she therefore refused to mate with any male who could not physically overpower her. No male of her clan could do this, so she had to find a mate from another clan.

"Mmmm . . . Brule," Kee-Va moaned as she grabbed the swollen lips of her vagina and began to masterbate. The sticky juices of the nom-nom fruit lubricated her fingers, not that she needed it. Her vagina was dripping wet, and her clitoris was swollen to the size of a large bean. The heat made her horny. Being drunk made her horny. Thinking of Brule made her horny. 

Brule was her mate. Her chosen. She had encountered him on a hunting trip. They had been stalking the same prey, and when they became aware of one another they fought for the right of the kill. They battled for hours, until they were both dripping with sweat and tired unto death, but Brule prevailed, and he  cemented his victory by fucking Kee-Va so hard that she climaxed multiple times and passed out from orgasmic exhaustion. When Kee-Va awoke, Brule had his foot on her neck. He could have killed her, but he didn't. Instead he fucked her into a coma again, urinated in her hair, and claimed her as his mate. 

Kee-Va loved Brule because Brule was like Kee-Va. They were both strong, independent, and superior to their peers. But they were different in many ways. Kee-Va's skin was the color of milk. Her hair was the color of molten gold. Her eyes were the color of sapphires placed in a fire. Brule's skin was black-brown like mahogany. His hair was matted and black, hanging down to his neck in twisted dreadlocks. His penis (Kee-Va's favorite part) was twice as long and four times as thing as any male of her clan could boast, and the bulbous knob at the tip of it was so black that it was almost purple, like a plum. 

Kee-Va loved Brule for his strength, his body, and his spirit. She loved how good he was at fucking her, and she never got jealous when he fucked the other women of her clan, even her mother and little sister. That was how Brule expressed his superiority, and it made Kee-Va feel superior for having him as her mate. The men of her clan though . . . They were less thrilled about Brule fucking and breeding all the females. Last summer, literally every baby that was born into the clan was black. Brule's seed was strong. This was why Kee-Va and Brule usually slept a good distance from the rest of the clan, in little nests like the one Kee-Va was in now. 

Kee-Va had been expecting Brule for a few hours now, but he had not yet come. She wasn't worried. Brule could kill a sabertooth with his bare hands, and he could outrun a talon-raptor barefoot. If Brule was late it was because he had gotten distracted, probably by some young pussy from the clan. Kee-Va imagined Brule slamming his massive black cock into the tiny pussy of some girl who had just come of age. Kee-Va imagined Brule fucking that little bitch into a deep coma, and probably breeding her in the process, maybe even doing so right in front of whatever poor boy would get stuck raising that baby. In her clan, the strongest men made the babies (which was Brule), and the weaker men tended to them (which was every other male). These thoughts aroused her, which made her masterbate more furiously, and she longed for Brule's company even more. She longed for his huge cock. She longed for the heat of his body. She longed for the taste of his semen, and for the feeling of his hands hands around her neck, choking her slightly as he fucked her. 

Kee-Va was on the verge of orgasm, but she would not cum without her mate. She wanted Brule. She wanted Brule's fat dick. Even though she was drunk, Kee-Va rolled out of her nest and fell from the tree. She sailed through the air almost a dozen meters before grabbing onto a smooth branch and spiralled from it with superhuman athletic precision, landing on her feet a few meters away. The perfect execution of her maneuver eliminated any momentum from her fall, allowing her to land on the jungle floor without so much as a sound. Kee-Va had the agility of a monkey, and could move through the jungle vertically as quickly as she could horizontally, even while drunk. 

Horny, naked, and drunk, Kee-Va went hunting for her mate. 

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The jungles of Agartha were thick with ancient vegetation, dotted with ancient ruins, and infested with all sorts of demons and monsters which could tear a man apart limb-from-limb, but Kee-Va had no fear as she stumbled through the undergrowth, even naked and drunk as she was. Kee-Va was strong enough to tear a big-jaw in half, or snap the neck of a sabertooth between her thighs. Most of her clan hunted with flint weapons, or even metal weapons which they acquired from trading with the Danann, but Kee-Va hunted with her bare hands. All of her clan were strong, but she was one of the strongest by far. She was not as strong as her mother, or her aunt, but she was strongest of her sisters and cousins. She was about as strong as Brule, but Brule had beaten her once, and probably could again. The fact that Brule was stronger than her was pleasing. Kee-Va could not respect a man who was weaker than her, such as her brothers and male cousins.  

Kee-Va was only halfway to her clan's caves when she came across her cousin, Nibble. Nibble was a petite girl, though she was of age to breed, but Brule hadn't yet fucked a baby into her yet. She had messy red hair which she kept tied up in big pigtails, a cute freckled face, a boyishly flat chest, narrow hips, skinny limbs, big babyish green eyes, and a tiny though cute butt. She was mostly naked, save for some rat-skins and rat-bones which held her pigtails together. Rat-skins were not a very attractive clothing item, but it was all a weakling like Nibble was allowed to wear. If there was one custom that all the clans of Agartha believed in, it was that "You are what you kill." To wear the fur of the cloud-leopard, you must first hunt and kill a cloud-leopard. To wear the leather of the crocodile, you must swim with and kill a crocodile. Nibble  was too weak to kill anything but rats, so rat-skins and rat-bones were all she wore. Two rat-skin patches over each of her little nipples, and one rat-skin patch over her little pussy. The rest of her fur bikini was a skimpy leather thong. 

Kee-Va had many leopard-skin and tiger-skin bikinis in her family's cave, and she wore them to show what a powerful hunter she was, but for now she was naked. 

Nibble  was running so fast that she ran right into Kee-Va. Nibble 's head sunk between her cousins mammoth breasts, and she bounced off, landing on her butt. 

"Ouch!" Nibble  whined, rubbing her naked butt. 

"What are you running from, little girl?" Kee-Va asked, rolling her eyes with loving disdain for her cousin. "A monkey? A wolf? A particularly large rat?"

Nibble  grumbled. She did not like being reminded of how weak she was. "No! Stupid! I'm running from the Saurians!"

Kee-Va's eyes widened. "Saurians! Here! But we are miles from the Poison Swamps."

"Mercenaries, I think" Nibble  whined. "They raided the caves. They took some of our meat and salt."

"Did the kill any of us?"

"I don't think so," Nibble sniffled. "But they raped everyone they could get a hold of, male or female, you know it doesn't matter to the Saurians. They'll shove their scaly pensises into any warmblooded hole. I saw two of them raping the shit out of my brother, Nub (but knowing that little bitch, I'm sure he loved it). Brule and your mother fought them. I saw Brule tear one Saurians head off with his bare hands. I saw your mother crush one to death between her legs. But . . ."

"What?"

"The Saurians took Brule hostage."

"WHAT?" Kee-Va exclaimed. "Impossible. Brule is strong. He would kill a hundred Saurians."

"He surrendered," Nibble  explained. "They threatened to kill as many of us as they could if he did not surrender and go with them."

"Go with them where?"

Nibble pointed southwards. In Agartha, 'southwards' was a relative direction. It was away from the sun, which hovered above the center of the world. 'Southwards' meant closer to the ice-walls which ringed the disk-world. 'Southwards' was always colder, darker, and eviler. Nibble  was pointing to something a bit more specific than just southwards through. She was pointing towards a particular mountain with tall jagged peaks and bone-white crags. 

The Mountain of Arakinna, The Spider-Queen.  

Kee-Va gritted her teeth and flexed her hundreds of powerful muscles. Her buttocks strained so tightly that she could have crushed a diamond between them. 

"Arakinna wants Brule as her mate," Kee-Va hissed. "That witch wants to steal my man! MY MAN! Come, Nibble. Let's return to the clan. I need to gather some furs and weapons."

"What are you going to do?" Nibble asked. 

"I'm going to kill Arakinna and get my man back!"

#

The Saurians had caused some damage to Kee-Va's clan by stealing their meat and salt, but none of her people had been killed, which was actually a mixed-blessing. As a warrior, Kee-Va welcomed the threshing that war brought upon a people. It culled out the weak, and made the world a purer and stronger place. Kee-Va's mother, Banrion, did not agree. Banrion protected everyone, which was why she was chief of her clan. 

Banrion stood waiting for her daughter's return. She had anticipated Kee-Va's desire to hunt after her stolen mate, so she had Kee-Va's weapons and supplies already gathered. Banrion was a wise woman, as wise as she was buxom and thick. Banrion stood almost a head taller than any man in her clan, with broad shoulders, gigantic breasts, huge dark-red nipples, long flowing blond hair, dark blue eyes, and more muscles than a silverback gorilla. Banrion wore the pelt of a tiger around her waist, and shoulder pads made from the ivory of a mammoth. Her necklace was made of dragon fangs, and her sandals were woven from human hair taken from her victims' decapitated head. She was a fierce woman. Exactly the kind who would birth a woman like Kee-Va. Kee-Va did not know who her father was. Banrion said he was a strong wanderer from Thule, and that was all. 

"You see what Brule did?" Banrion asked her daughter. Banrion meant the Saurians head which was impaled on a wooden stick not far off. 

Kee-Va nodded. The Saurians head fascinated and disgusted her. They were not humans. They were not even mammalian. The Saurians were more like lizards, though they walked on two legs, held things in their hands, and could speak human words. They were older than humans, though not as old as the Danann, or the Fomorians. Saurians were hated by humans, and humans were hated by them. One day, one race would completely wipe out the other. Genocide was inevitable. Kee-Va welcome that day, and hoped that she would get to kill hundreds of Saurions when it came. 

"Brule is good mate," Banrion said. "He fucks hard, hunts well, and kills quickly. I hope that you return alive with him, my daughter." 

"Don't worry, Mama," Kee-Va said with a confident smile. "I will."

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"I'm coming!" Nibble  insisted as she chased after Kee-Va. 

"No. Go back. Go kill some rats or something."

"I'm coming!" 

"You are weak. You make me weak."

"I'm coming!"

Kee-Va spun around with every intention of punching Nibble in the stomach so hard that Nibble would puke and pass out, but Kee-Va held back. Nibble had put on her thickest rat-skin and squirrel-skin dress so she wouldn't get cold, and she was carrying a leather satchel of extra food. Kee-Va was wearing far less, only a cheetah bikini top and leather thong. She did not need more than that. Her muscles were so hot that she did not get cold, even when sleeping on ice. Kee-Va's body was like an engine. Kee-Va had her own stachel of food, but she did not like carrying it. She prefered to be naked, and she had to also carry two flint-tipped spears and metal dagger which a Danann woman had traded to her for sex. 

Kee-Va dropped her satchel in Nibble's little arms. Although Nibble  was petite, she was strong. She could carry both. 

"You carry my things," Kee-Va said. "You do as I say. You stay out of fights. If I get horny, you have to lick and suck on my pussy till I cum. Understand?"

"YES!" Nibble  jumped happily. "I'll be the best little slave-girl you've ever had, Kee-Va. I'll do anything you want."

Kee-Va chuckled. "Good."

Kee-Va put a hand on her cousin's head and pushed the little girl to her knees. Kee-Va then untied her thong and shoved her naked pussy into Nibble 's face. 

"Prove it," Kee-Va said. "Make me cum. Show me what a good little slut you are."

Nibble smiled shyly and put her mouth over Kee-Va's pussy. Nibble 's tongue wasn't very strong, but it was quick and talented. Nibble knew how to lick pussy and suck dick. Being weak in her clan meant that she got fucked by just about anyone who wanted to fuck her, and the only way to not get beaten up was to fuck well. Nibble licked the pussies of stronger girls so they'd protect her from the violent boys, though Nibble didn't mind sucking cock either. 

Kee-Va prefered the way that Brule sucked and ate her pussy, but Nibble was good enough. Kee-Va came. She squirted. Nibble drank it up, just like a good little slut should.  

#

The Mountain of the Spider-Queen was a three-days hike from Kee-Va's clan, but Kee-Va and Nibble made it in two. They ran the whole while, slept lightly, and only detoured to avoid a few major threats, such as a herd of hunting talon-raptors, or a very large tyrant-lizard which was stalking a field between The Golden Valley and The Red Ledge. 

"I'll make the fire," Nibble said whenever they settled down for camp. "I'm good at making fires." And she was. Kee-Va's clan knew most of the secrets of fire, such has how to make it by striking two qualities of stone together, one of flint and one of iron-ore. Nibble was particularly good at making fire. She kept the tools in the pouches of her bikini, flint over her right nipple, and a piece of iron-ore over her left nipple. 

Kee-Va and Nibble were attacked twice. The first time was while crossing a river. A many tentacled octopus had made the river it's home, and it lurched out to grab Nibble and drag her under. Kee-Va wasn't able to kill the octopus, but with her metal dagger she cut off two of its many tentacles, freeing Nibble, and acquiring good meat for dinner. The second attack came at night. A sabertooth prowled into their camp, eager to make a snack of the sleeping girls, but Kee-Va slept lightly, and when the beast attacked she wrapped her legs around its neck, twisted her hips, and snapped its neck. Kee-Va then went back to sleep with tiger's warm corpse as a blanket. In the morning she had no time to claim the hide or meat, but she broke of its two large saber-teeth. She'd later dull them into dildos to masterbate with. She would give one to Nibble as payment for carrying her things. Nibble would only be able to use it privately, of course. Publically displaying a tiger-tooth dildo would mean that Nibble had played some part in killing it, and she had not. 

When Kee-Va and Nibble came to The Mountain of the Spider-Queen they came to a full stop. No trees grew around the base of the mountain, and the bone-white chalky crags of the mountainside was utterly devoid of vegetation. The mountain itself was an ancient Danann temple, specifically the Lemurian Empire. Massive stone columns marked a marble stairway which lead into the heart of the mountain where Arakinna kept her lair.

At the base of the steps was a small war-party of Saurians, exactly thirteen of them. They were all clicking and hissing at each other in their disgusting language, and all of them held crude bone weapons made from their own dead. Twelve of them were 'green-scales,' young ones. They were a bit taller than a human, but lankier as well. One of them was much larger and bulkier than a human. This one was a 'black-scale,' an old one. This one might pose a threat to Kee-Va. The others were fodder. Only two of the green-scales held ranged weapons. One with a bow, the other with a sling. She'd take them out first. 

"Should we sneak around?" Nibble asked.

"No," Kee-Va said as she stood out of cover and confidently walked toward the war-party. She was going to fight them all right now. 

The green-scale with the bow saw Kee-Va first. It croaked loudly like a frog and nocked an arrow, but before it could even aim one of Kee-Va's two spears went right through its neck, killing it. The other with the sling died a moment later, with Kee-Va's other spear flying through its gut. 

Kee-Va ran forward, wielding a flint axe in one hand and her metal dagger in the other, clad in only her skimpy cheetah-skin bikini. All of the remaining green-scales charged back at her with spears and cudgels ready, but not a one of them was ready for the wrath they faced. Kee-Va darted between them, gliding right passed their spears, and she pivoted. She became like a tornado of death, cracking open the skulls of five Saurians before her flint axe finally broke, and the other five she finished off with her knife, slashing at their throats or stabbing them in their hearts. The last of the green-scales was about to get a strike in, but Kee-Va through her knife into its throat, killing it, and unfortunately leaving her weaponless.   

That's when the black-scale attacked. It charged forward and slammed its big scaly shoulder into Kee-Va's gut, lifting her off her feet and slamming her into the ground. It reared up, roared, and stomped on Kee-Va's stomach so hard that she vomited a little. Then it put its taloned foot on her neck and leaned in, strangling her with its full body-weight. The Saurian chuckled. It wanted to watch her die slowly. Saurians were cruel by nature. It was an aspect of their evolutionary psychology. Their ancestors were hunters who preyed on sick and weak animals, so the Saurians had evolved to derive pleasure from witnessing pain and suffering, the slower the better. Saurians also ate their own young, so they never evolved an understanding of love. Emotions are not universal or spiritual. They are purely biological, and the biology of these creatures was antithetical to humanity. 

"Let her go!" Nibble screeched. The petite female lept onto the back of the Saurian black-scale with a flint knife in her hand. She stabbed at is neck and head, but flint was not sharp enough to pierce the hide of a black-scale. The Saurian slapped its back and knocked Nibble away, but in so doing he had to let up on Kee-Va's neck, which was all Kee-Va needed. 

Kee-Va leaned back onto her shoulders and kicked both feet into the Saurian's crotch with all the strength her body could produce. Her double-kick crushed the Saurian's hemipenis and testicles, then shattered his hipbone like firewood being crushed by a hammer. The damage from that blow was lethal. The Saurian would die eventually, probably after several days of excruciating pain, but Kee-Va was in a hurry. She wrapped one leg around the black-scale's neck, and with a dainty twist of her hip she broke his neck and gave him a quick death. She wasn't in such a hurry that she forgot to desecrate his corpse though, which she did be spitting in the dead lizard-man's mouth.

"Rot in Hell, you scaly shit!" Kee-Va righteously declared. "That's what you get for kidnapping my mate."

Kee-Va helped Nibble to her feet. Nibble was a little shaken up, but fine. She was crying from the shock of being struck by the black-scale. 

"I'm sorry," Nibble said. "I know you said not to get involved in your fights, but—"

Kee-Va interrupted her cousin with a deep tongue-filled kiss. "Good job. When we get home, I'll tell everyone that you helped me kill a black-scale. Even the boys will respect you."

"Really?"

"Yes, but first, we have to go into mountain, kill Arakinna, and get my mate back."

Nibble wiped the tears from her eyes and was about to say "Thank you," but the words never got out. Her body suddenly grew very stiff and cold, and her muscles tightened. The same thing was happening to Kee-Va. Her body stiffened as if being paralyzed, and even blinking became impossible. That's when she felt it, a little bite in her buttock, followed by the sensation of eight needle-like legs crawling over her skin. There was a spider on her ass, a big one. There were spiders everywhere, crawling over both their bodies, swarming them. The spiders were all bone-white, the same color as the mountain. The spiders were bursting from a crack in the ground, flowing like water. The spiders began to spin silk round Kee-Va's body, wrapping her up as if being mummified, and then she felt them dragging her, dragging her into the mountain.   

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Kee-Va's senses returned some unknowable time later. She was in a dark sweltering room with stone walls and a stone ceiling. The only light came from an oil lamp. Condensation was falling from the ceiling in large drops. Kee-Va was naked and wet. She was sweating profusely as her body worked to breakdown the poison in her blood. Her liver was swollen. It hurt intensely, but the pain had a distinctly erotic edge to it. Kee-Va screamed, equally from pain as from pleasure. She was so overwhelmed with sensation that she didn't understand if she was cumming or dying. Maybe both. 

"How does it feel?" a mocking, derisive voice asked her. A woman's voice. "The venom of the succubus-spider is an aphrodisiac in certain quantities, but if too much is taken, it can be quite lethal."

Kee-Va screamed. She was cumming so hard that her toes curled. 

"Gods . . . You are so fuckign wet," the woman laughed. She rubbed her hand against Kee-Va's gushing pussy and then her licked fingers clean. "Mmmm. Delicious. I just love the taste of human cum."

Kee-Va looked up, and she gazed into the white, deadly, lovely face of Arakinna, The Spider-Queen.  

Arakinna appeared human, but she was not. She was Danann, an Immortal, though whether she was of the Atlantean Empire or Lemurian Empire was beyond Kee-Va's knowing. Arakinna was quite possibly as old as the mountain she lived in. She might have been alive a hundred thousand years ago, when the war between the Atlanteans and the Lemurians destroyed the world, and sent the Danann fleeing to other planets. Arakinna was taller than Kee-Va, and although her body was quite smooth and slender, her breasts were extremely large for her chest, each as round and full as a mellon. Her nipples were purple, as were her lips and eyelids. Her hair was long and black. Her eyes were red, like blood, and they glowed as if alight with fire. 

Arakinna wore nothing but jewelry, as was the customary for the Danann. Her neck was encased in a golden ruby-studded collar, her arms banded with gold, and her slender waist heavy with thin golden chains. Her nipples were pierced with ornaments meant to look like spiders, and her vagina was covered by a small golden plate, also emblazoned with a spider motif. 

Kee-Va tried to speak, but she could not. All she could do was moan and scream in erotic pain. 

"Your body is gorgeous," Arakinna appraised, running her hands over Kee-Va's stomach and breasts, groping her. "A perfect specimen for my collection, just like the black-skinned male I aquired the other day."

"B-B-Brule," Kee-Va stammered. 

"Yes. Brule. You must be his mate. Kee-Va. He spoke of you. Well . . . He said your name, and followed it with "Strong," and "Very Strong." Brule is an incredibly well built man, but he is lacking in words. That's fine. I don't keep sex-slaves for the conversation."

"N-N-Nibble?"

"That flat-chested whelp? Pathetic. I don't intend to keep her, even though she did survive the poison. I'm going to feed her to my spiders, not that her skinny ass will make much of a meal. As for you, I think your body will be finished processing the succubus-spider venom in the next few hours. Once that's done, I'll feed you my blood, and hypnotize you into becoming my loyal and submissive sex-slave, just as I've done with your mate, Brule."

"N-n-no."

"Oh, y-y-yes!" Arakinna mocked. "Have fun orgasmming your brains out for the next three hours, honey. I'm going to go have more sex with Brule. Gods . . . The cock on that man. Mmmm. So big. So thick. So deep. I look forward to you joining us. Too bad about your little bitch, Nibble. She'll be dead by then."

Arakinna laughed haughtily, pinched and twisted both of Kee-Va's nipples, and then gave the paralyzed Kee-Va a deep tongue-filled kiss. Kee-Va wished she had the strength to bite Arakinna's tongue off, but she didn't. Arakinna sucked on Kee-Va's lips, played with her nipples a bit more, and then left, sauntering out of the room like a seductress on a stage. She left Kee-Va unlocked and unguarded. That's how confident Arakinna was that Kee-Va could not escape. 

Kee-Va wept and screamed as she tried to get up and chase after Arakinna, but it was no use. Every movement felt like a hundred orgasms overlapping all at once, and Kee-Va kept falling back onto the floor, cumming so hard that it made her dizzy. She was stuck, and Nibble was most likely going to die while Kee-Va was flat on her back, rolling around in a puddle of her own sweat and cum. 

#

Nibble whimpered in the dark. Her arms and legs were bound by sticky spider-webs, and no matter how hard she struggled she couldn't get free. In fact, her struggled was only making it worse, causing the spider-webs to tighten around her little nubile body. The webs were laced with the same venom as the spider's' fangs. It seeped into her skin, tickling her, making her painfully aroused, but it was not as bad as having the venom injected into her blood. 

Nibble wanted to scream for Kee-Va to come and save her, but she knew that was pointless, and Nibble hated herself for being so weak. Nibble was going to die here, trapped in a giant spider-web like a juicy bug. Arikanna had said as much. 

Nibble could hear them, the spiders, chittering in the dark on their hundreds of legs. There was light where she was, a single beam of sunlight washing over her. It came from a hole in the ceiling. Nibble could see the spiders. There was more than hundred of them, and they were huge, the smallest being the size of a large rat, and the largest . . . The largest . . .

"Oh fuck," Nibble gasped. 

The largest of the spiders crawled towards her, slowly, it's eight long legs twisting with spiny agony. This spider was so large that other spiders were crawling over it, as if it were a stone. It was bigger than Nibble even, so big she could have ridden it. Its body was bone-white, like the others, but it had a design on the top of its abdomen that looked remarkably like a human skull. The massive succupus-spider approached her, its giant fangs dripping with venom, and its mandibles twirling with hunger. It was going to bite her, pump her full of its potent venom, and cause her body to orgasm unto death. Then it would eat her by sucking out her liquified insides, leaving her as nothing but a desiccated husk. 

Nibble knew that it would not be a quick death either. It would be a slow, painful, excruciating death. It felt so unfair. She knew that she was weak, but she was not evil. She did not deserve to die like this. 

The giant succubus-spider's mandibles glided over her skin, tasting her sweat. Nibble cried. The sensation was disgusting, but the effects of the venom caused her to orgasm slightly. The spider's giant fangs grazed her skin, soaking her with potent venom, but it did not pierce her yet. The spider tugged at the patches of her bikini. The rat-skin patches. The spider pulled her bikini off, stripping her naked. At first Nibble thought the spider was doing this intentionally, to tease her, but the spider was a mindless creature, it didn't care if she were naked or not. It was because of the rat-skins. Rats were the spider's natural prey. The spider smelled the fur, and it was looking for the rat-meat first. It was going to be disappointed when it didn't find any. 

There was a clattering of noise. 'Tink, tink, tink.'

The flint and iron-ore which Nibble kept in her bikini fell out, and each piece landed by her foot. Nibble gasped. She realized she had a chance. 

The spider reared up, angered by the lack of rat-meat, and it was ready to plunge its fangs into the little human and kill her, but Nibble was just a bit faster. Nibble put her foot on her flint and iron-ore. She scraped them across the stone floor. Sparks flew everyone, burning her foot, but also setting the webs aflame. The venom was flammable. The webs lit up and dissolved, freeing Nibble, and washing the cave in orange light. The spiders hissed and chittered in pain. The light blinded them, the heat cooked them. Dozens of spiders died the moment the flames touched them, and the few which survived fled.  

Nibble hopped towards the center of the room. There was a rock she could stand on, and it became like an island in a sea of fire. Chunks of webbing fell from the ceiling, alight with orange fire, like volcanic clouds. The flames washed over the massive succubus-spider, burning it, turning it into a ball of flames, but it did not die. The spider screamed and chased after Nibble, its massive legs stabbing at her like long blades. Nibble danced to avoid being impaled, and she kicked the spider right in its face, crushing a few of its eyes. Then she grabbed one of the spider's legs, and with a twist of her nubile body she tore the leg out of its socket. The spider screeched as green blood oozed from the wound. The flames enveloping it died down enough for Nibble to climb atop it, so she did, and with both hands she plunged the bladed spider-leg into its own skull, piercing its brain, killing it. 

The spider screeched one last time and spasmed in the throes of death. Nibble rode the spider like the way Kee-Va would ride on the back of a sabertooth. Nibble's wet pussy slid over the spider's back, and the stimulation was enough to make the little girl cum multiple times. Nibble laughed with orgasmic pleasure and the thrill of the kill, her greatest kill yet. She squeezed her legs together, and with strength she didn't know she had, she popped the spider's abdomen open, washing the floor with green blood and spider-guts. 

Nibble felt better than she had in her entire life. The thrill of the kill was better than any orgasm she had ever experienced. She love it. She loved killing. She loved fucking a monster to death. This must be what Kee-Va felt like everyday. Imitating her cousin, Nibble spat on the spider's corpse, and then left to save Kee-Va. 

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Kee-Va hallucinated a series of erotic nightmares for what felt like hours, but it may have only been minutes. The venom of the succubus-spider was deep in her muscles now. Her bones felt cold, but her blood boiled, and her pussy gushed like a sputtering waterfall. She was cumming constantly, and she could no longer deny how excruciating good it felt, but even through the mind-numbing pleasure, she thought of poor little Nibble, and she wept for her dead cousin. 

"Kee-Va," Nibble's ghost whispered to her through the sweltering darkness of the clammy stone room. "Kee-Va. Are you alright?"

"N-N-Nibble?" Kee-Va gasped. 

It wasn't a ghost. Nibble was crawling through the doorway, staying low as to not be seen. She was completely naked and glistening with sweat. Her little limbs were shaking from the effects of the succubus-spider venom in her body, but it looked like she'd already gone through the worst of it. Her little pink nipples were completely erect, and her pussy was dripping on the floor with big raindrops. Nibble had a rock in one of her hands, and it was greenish black with spider blood. She had been using the rock to kill any spiders she came across.

"H-h-how?"

"My flint and iron-ore," Nibble explained. "The spider venom is flammable. I was able to light the webs aflame and kill most of the little spiders, but there was a really big one that I had to finish off myself. You should have seen my, Kee-Va. I stabbed it through the brain and I rode it until it died, then I popped its insides out with my legs. It was glorious. I've never felt anything so good."

"G-g-good work," Kee-Va said with pride. Everyone deserves to feel the pleasure of a kill at least once.  "Nibble . . . I'm too poisoned too move. I need you to . . . To work the poison out of my system."

Nibble bit her lip and smiled. "Don't worry, cousin. I can eat pussy for hours without getting tired. I'm going to suck so much cum out of you that you'll lose weight."

Kee-Va wanted to say 'thank you,' but the moment that Nibble's lips touched her swollen pussy, Kee-Va began to scream and spasm with orgasmic shock so severe that she saw stars. Kee-Va lost consciousness for a few moments, and when she regained her senses she experienced another immediate orgasm, knocking her uncocnousss once again. Nibble's little mouth worked double-time as it sucked and slurped on Kee-Va's pussy. Nibble's tongue smacked Kee-Va's clit around like a cave-tiger battering around a piglet.

Kee-Va's discarded cheetah-skin bikin was nearby, and in it were the two sabertooth fangs which Kee-Va had claimed the other say. When Nibble noticed them she took one and used it on Kee-Va's anus like a dildo. It had already been sanded down, making it smooth and dull, but it was still thick, and Kee-Va had a very sensitive anus. Getting fucked in the ass by the hard tooth dildo made Kee-Va flop on the floor like a dying fish, with her anus puckering wildly.  

Kee-Va's explosive orgasms were so violent that they hurt, and if she could have she would have kicked Nibble in the face to get her to stop, but this was necessary. Although it hurt like hell, this was the quickest way to get the poison out of her body, and the sooner that was done, the sooner she could save Brule. 

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Arikanna's bedchamber was the most well preserved room in her mountain fortress, appearing much as it once had tens of thousands of years ago, during the height of Lemurian Empire, just before the war that sent the Danann fleeing to other worlds. Arikanna hadn't left with her sisters and mother. She had stayed. She could not remember why. Although the lives of the Danann were endless, their memory was not. She had been an adult woman during the age of the Lemurian Empire, but she could only remember it like a dream, a fragment of a distant childhood memory. She remembered that the Danann had flying machines in those times, and technology for creating life, or destroying it, but Arikanna's twisted mind was unreliable, and it was impossible to distinguish between what was dream and what was memory. 

Regardless of her inability to remember Lemuria's greatness, she knew that she was proud of her heritage, and she guarded her Lemurain artifacts with great jealousy. She had a massive bed that was fashioned from the bones of a leviathan, with blankets of fine silk and cheetah-furs. She had many magical devices which could predict the weather, play music, and alter the temperature of her room. She had weapons that could burn holes through stone, and turn flesh into stone. Arikanna had many precious things, but nothing was ever more precious to her than her sex-slaves, and Brule was already her favorite. 

"Come to me, Brule," Arikanna moaned with a huffy, erotic voice. "Come bring that big black cock to your Mistress."

Brule grunted affirmatively and strode forward. Brule was a perfect specimen of manhood. He was tall, broad-shoulders, muscular as if chiselled from stone, dark skin like the color of cocoa-beans, and he was hung like fucking buffalo. Brule's cock was thick, vein-covered, ridged, and as black as coal coated in tar. His bulbous knob was the size of an apple, and the cleft down the middle was so deep that Arikanna could have stuck her tongue into it and sucked on the salty nectar of his urethra. 

She did just that. Arikanna knelt before her own slave, took his big heavy cock in both hands, and lifted it to her purple lips so she could kiss and suck on it. The taste of his big black penis was exquisite. Arikanna wanted to dunk it in hot water and drink the broth. It was not like Arikanna to derive pleasure from servicing her slaves—normally it was the other way around—but Arikanna had not possessed a slave like Brule for many centuries. Most of the humans which populated the lands around her mountain were pale, blond, and although they could be gorgeous, the largest of their penises would still be three inches shorter than the one she was sucking on right now. Arikanna wanted to drown in Brule's balls. She wanted to smother herself in his scrotum, and smack herself in the face with his heavy club. 

"Gods, I love this big black cock," the Spider-Queen moaned. "I can see why that blue-eyed bitch wanted you back so badly. I bet she's addicted to you. There isn't a chance in hell that any male for a thousand miles could even compare to you. I bet she'd rather die than settle for any of the weaker men of her clan. Mmmm. I sympathize."

"Kee-Va," Brule groaned. It was the only word he had spoken since becoming hypnotized by Arikanna's poisonous blood. He was a laconic man regardless. He had only learned a few words of Kee-Va's language. Most of his communication with her and her people was physical. If a girl bent over in front of him and spread her pussy, it meant she wanted him to fuck her. If he stuck his cock in some girl or boy's face, it meant that he wanted them to suck. None of the girls ever refused Brule's commanded to suck his cock. A few of the boys would, but Brule would get his cock into them one way or another. 

Arikanna leaned back against her bed and took off the golden plate which covered her vagina. The lips of her vulva were purple, just like her nipples, anus, tongue, eyelids, and mouth. She was wet. 

"Fuck me, Brule," Arikanna commanded. "Fuck me hard. I want to see what my new slave is capable of. Show me no mercy. Fuck me as if you want to injure me. Fuck me as hard as you fuck that blue-eyed slut, Kee-Va. Conquer me. Destroy me. Brutalize me. Only if I saw the word 'succubus' are you to cease pummeling the shit out of my pussy. Do you understand?"

"Suck-you-bus," Brule repeated, although he clearly knew not the meaning of the word. 

"Good. Now fuck me!"

Brule climbed up on top of Arikanna. His powerful mauled her breasts, and he pinched her purple nibbles between his fingers. Brule put his bulbous knob against Arikanna's purple pussy, and he shoved his cock balls-deep into her with one brutal stroke. He cock-knocked her so hard that Arikanna's red eyes spun around like loose marbles, and her toes curled up. Brule began slow, but only because it took time for a sexual engine like him to warm up .His muscular black buttocks began thrusting in and out, in and out, flexing with superhuman strength as he did so. Long and slow, then faster and harder. The knob of Brule's cock was so flanged that it pulled on the soft flesh of Arikanna's pussy like the knot of a wolf's penis. The sensation of such a thick and hard cock as Brule's was unlike anything the Spider-Queen had felt in centuries. She began to cum after only a minute, and she came so hard that the room spun. 

"Oh gods!" Arikanna sputtered. She actually giggled for the first time in five hundred years. "OH GODS!"

Brule picked up speed, slamming his cock up into Arikanna's chest, causing her breasts to bounce around wildly. She opened her mouth to speak, but all that came out was an incoherent squeal of pleasure. Brule was slamming her brains out. The bed, which was literally a thousands pounds, began to rock back and forth, slamming the bone headboard against the wall, fracturing it. The vibrations shook some of Arikanna's treasures from their shelves. Irreplaceable artifacts of the Lemurian Empire fell from the wall and shattered, but Arikanna didn't care. She was cumming too hard to care about anything other than Brule's big beaitgful black cock. 

"Oh Gods . . . Oh Gods . . . OH GODS!" Arikanna wept with erotic joy. "Fuck me! Fuck me, Brule! Harder! FUCKING HARDER!"

Brule indeed fucked her harder, so hard that his iron-penis would have shattered the pelvis of a mortal woman. Arikanna survived the punishment, but she might not be walking right for a few days. No slave had ever fucked her this hard. Brule was so much stronger than the average human . . . Perhaps he was even Arikanna's equal . . . Perhaps he was even her superior.

"FUUUUCK!" Arikanna screamed. Her legs shook. She tried to hold on to his shoulders but he was so sweaty that her hands kept sliding off. She clawed at his back and neck, leaving deep scratches, but Brule didn't mind. Kee-Va was a lot rougher than Arikanna was being. Kee-Va would scratch him up like a sabertooth. 

Brule fucked the Spider-Queen even harder. Now it was starting to hurt her. Her pussy gushed with cum, but no amount of lubrication would help. Brule's cock was so thick and hard that it was bruising her pussy. Arikann's limbs shook, and her purple nipples erupted with lactation. Hot clear pre-milk ran down the sides of her breasts and tickled her sides. She was beginning to seizure, and soon she wouldn't have the sense to utter the control-word to stop Brule, who might actually fuck her to death. Arikanna had never felt this powerless before, this inferior to another living thing, and she was disturbed by how much she was thrilled by it. For a very brief moment, she considered becoming Brule's sex-slave, and that idea filled her with a sort of happiness she hadn't felt in tens of thousands of years. 

Brule slammed into her so hard that Arikanna's head hit the wall, and she saw stars. 

Arikanna had to say the control-word now, or get fucked to death. 

"Succ—" Arikanna tried to say, but suddenly an ivory dildo made from a sabertooth's fang was jammed down her throat, gagging her. "—MMPH!"

"Choke on it, you evil whore," Kee-Va snarled from atop Brule's muscular back. 

"MMMPH!" Arikanna tried to scream, but could not. Perhaps she had underestimated the human woman's metabolism, because other than a bright sheen of sweat, it seemed that Kee-Va was no longer saturated with venom. The blue-eyed super-woman was naked and wet, her body sliding back and forth along Brule's back as he continued to plow into Arikanna. 

Kee-Va understood what was happening. She had been spying on Arikanna for a while. She could tell that Brule was fuckign the Spider-Queen harder than the bitch could handle. Kee-Va decided to  make it worse by exciting her mate. She reached back and cupped Brule's big black balls, squeezing them in just the way he liked. Brule was still hypnotized by Arikanna, but his body was still his body, and it knew Kee-Va's touch. 

"MMPH! MMPH! MMMMMMMPH!!!" Arikanna's muffled screams died in her throat. Brule was fucking her so hard that it felt like his big knob was punching the bottom of her stomach. It felt like his big cock was sliding all the way up into her brain and fucking her stupid. Her legs were so numb that she couldn't feel them. All she could feel was orgasm after orgasm as Brule brutally beat her pussy into a hot sloppy mess, and yet despite the dozens of orgasms, Arikanna could feel one great climax building up, one big super-orgasm that if sparked would probably shatter her sanity and leave her permanently brain-damaged. That was an actual risk for the Danann. Having an immortal body came with certain risks. Whereas a human body would eventually run out of energy and exhaust, the Danann body never would. It was a very real possibility of a Danann to orgasm so hard that they'd be struck dumb, or even catatonic. In Lemurian times, such death-orgasms had even been a form of execution, by which a Danann would be teased and fucked for days on end, until he or she finally came so hard that his or her heart would simply explode. Arikanna was approaching that point, and Kee-Va was making it worse. 

"Brule? Can you hear me, stud?" Kee-Va whispered into Brule's ear. 

"Kee-Va," Brule moaned, zombified. 

Kee-Va grumbled. "Looks like I'm going to need to snap you out of whatever spell this evil witch has put on you. It must be a poison, no doubt. That's all this whore really knows. We'll just have to get it out of your body, and I bet a big explosive orgasm is just the way to do it."

Kee-Va bit Brule's neck as she reached into his iron-hard buttcheeks, and she punched two-fingers into his anus. She tapped his prostate with enough force to crack a walnut, just like Brule enjoyed. The black titan came almost immediately. 

"KEE-VA!!!" Brule roared. His cock swelled to an even greater girth, and after a fairly long delay he unleashed a tidal wave of hot sticky cum directly into Arikanna's womb. So much semen came out so quickly that Arikanna was filled up after the third pump, and the fourth and fifth sent semen gushing out of her broken pussy like white lava from a volcano. 

"MMMMMMMPH!!!" Arikanna screamed one last time as her mind shattered and the synapses in her brain began to explode and die. Her heart was thudding so hard that it caused her breasts to jiggle, but it did not explode, and she did not die . . . Not yet. 

Kee-Va grabbed the base of Brule's cock and she pulled him out of Arikanna's broken body. He was still ejaculating, so Kee-Va got on her knees and put his big knob in her mouth. She chucked the semen that flowed out like it was the most delicious nectar in the world, and to Kee-Va, it was. Kee-Va loved Brule's cum so much that she licked the shaft clean, then his balls, and even then was still not satisfied, so she shoved her face into Arikanna's crushed pussy and began sucking out the cum that packed her womb. 

The dildo in Arikanna's mouth slipped out, but that was no problem. Arikann's mind was broken. She couldn't even remember the word 'succubus,' let alone say it. The defeated Spider-Queen just mumbled and burped like a retarded baby, totally unable to construct a single coherent thought. 

"Kee-Va," Brule gasped, now with a tone that was more his own. 

"Brule, baby?" Kee-Va looked up at her love, her face dripping with his semen. "Are you back, honey?"

Brule nodded. "Brule is Brule. Kee-Va bring Brule back. Brule was in dark place. No longer. 

Kee-Va smiled. "Gods . . . I fucking love you Brule."

She crawled up his chest and kissed him, and he kissed her back as they swapped semen between their mouths. Her breasts smashed against his hard chest, and his cock hardened against her hot pussy. He grabbed her ass so hard that he lifted her from the ground, and she wrapped her legs around his waist and humped his hard stomach. Kee-Va was a heavy woman, being all muscle and curves, but Brule lifted her as easily as he could a child. Kee-Va reached behind her ass and grabbed Bule's big knob.   

"Still hard?" Kee-Va asked, grabbing Brule's cock and giving it a tight squeeze.

"Yes," Brule said. "Brule so hard it hurt. Brule want to fuck hard. Brule want to break."

Kee-Va licked her lips. "Good."

Arikanna was just sane enough to try and crawl away, not that she could. Her arms were too weak to drag her body, and her breasts were so big that they weighed her down. Her legs were splayed out and useless, only twitching once in awhile as her pussy gushed with cummy aftershocks. 

Kee-Va grabbed Arikanna by her hair and slapped the Spider-Queen across her face so hard that it drew blood from her purple lips. Arikanna couldn't talk, but she realized what that Kee-Va wasn't finished with her. Arikanna began to cry. 

Kee-Va flipped the Spider-Queen over, crawled on top of her, and roughly pried Arikann's big buttcheeks wide open, revealing the Spider-Queen's puckered purple anus. Kee-Va bent down and licked it so hard that her tongue penetrated. She spat on Arikanna's rear-hole, and worked the spit in with her fingers.  

"Fuck this stupid bitch in her ass, Brule," Kee-Va said. "Fucking break her!"

Brule smirked slightly and leaned in, pushing his cock against Arikanna's tight little hole. His knob was so big that it seemed ti wouldn't fit at first, but after some rough pushing, the knob popped in, and after it Brule's cock sunk in slowly, inch after inch, mile after mile. He fucked her ass just as hard as he had fucked her pussy, and this time he had Kee-Va egging him on, kissing him and smothering her breasts against his face as he fucked the Spider-Queen. Her body went totally limp as she climaxed again and again and again, an orgasm for every stroke of Brule's cock, until Arikanna melted into a singular continuous orgasm. Arikanna screamed one last time, and then her purple heart exploded. 

#

"Is Arikanna dead?" Nibble asked as she, Kee-Va, and Brule walked naked through the jungle. Brule was carrying Nibble in his big black arms like she was a little white baby. She was too weak to walk on her own after everything that had happened. She and Brule had never fucked before, but they were probably going to now. Brule's cock was already stirring back to life, and Nibble's pussy was slapped against his waist. He'd have to be very careful with her. His cock was as big as her arm.  

Kee-Va shrugged. "Brule fucked her so hard that her heart exploded. I could feel it, since I was sitting on her. She seemed dead, but the Danann are a strange race. I've heard that they don't always stay dead, and we didn't dismember her body, so I suppose she might come back to life, although I can't imagine she could anytime soon."

"What did you do with her body when you finished ravishing her," Nibble asked, looking with genuinely fear and awe at Brule's big swinging cock, and imagining herself being impaled on it. 

Kee-Va laughed. "We gave it to her spiders."

#

Deep in the heart of Arikanna's mountain, the lifeless corpse of the Spider-Queen lay broken and cold at the bottom of a deep ravine. That's where Brule and Kee-Va had dropped her once they'd finished with her, like she nothing but garbage. Her body had landed hard, causing semen to gush from her pussy and anus like juice from a fallen fruit. Most of the bones in her body were broken, her heart was torn to bits, and her brain was fried . . . But was she dead? No. Not really. The Danann did not die so easily. 

One by one, Arikanna's bone-white succubus spiders crawled over to her body, slowly and first, but soon they became a seething mass of legs, fangs, and web. They bit her nipples, neck, and vulva, pumping her full of poison. One crawled into her mouth, down her throat, and into her chest. It wrapped its legs around her ruined heart and began pumping it, moving the venom through her veins as if it were blood. The rest of the spiders cocooned her body in webbing, setting the broken bones back in place, and repairing the bruised flesh.

This was only the beginning of what was going to be a very slow and very painful process, but now that it had began, it would certainly finish. Arikanna's soul drifted back into her body, and her mind struggled back into consciousness. All she felt was pain and hatred. Hatred for Brule and Kee-Va. How long would it be before her body was fully restored? Months? Years? Decades? It mattered not. Arikanna would have her revenge, either on Kee-Va and Brule, or their descendants.