My hand slapped against the bare rock, the cold already etching away the remaining heat my body possessed. I let out a gasp, desperately trying to take in a breath. It was difficult, and each breath brought pain to my body.
Damn them.
At least, those were the thoughts going through my brain. I stumbled forward. There was a wound on my leg, it kept me from walking forward properly. Blood also covered my skin, my tattered shirt, and the torn pants that used to make up the adventurer’s outfit I had borrowed. It looked worse than it was; I figured. Most of the blood wasn’t mine.
I groaned, stumbling to the ground, a sharp pain spiking through my leg. That wasn’t to say I wasn’t in particularly bad shape that was only a testament to how bad I was looking right now. I vaguely wondered if anyone who had been in the same situation as I would have survived this
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You’ve got to be fucking kidding me…
A moment later, a large, hard object was thrust into me and I let out a scream.
Wait! Wait! I know what you’re thinking. Spider rape? I thought this story was about the tale of a seductress? I wanted some sexy girl seducing a bunch of men and turning them into her sex slaves! I didn’t sign up for evil monsters penetrating helpless girls. What is this, Japan?
Well, what can I say? This is a monster rape woman world I was put into. I didn’t really have a choice in the matter. However, this is just the beginning of my story. Let’s just say, the path to becoming a sexual goddess involves pushing your way through a lot of nasty shit. Before I could turn sex into a weapon, I needed to experience it in all its nastiest flavors.
However, let’s move away from this mildly disturbing scene for a bit. I’d like to jump back to the true start of this adventure of mine. I think we’ll both find the scene a lot more enjoyable. Like all of my best stories, it starts with me on my knees and nice hard cock in my