The Golden Webs Of The Spider-Goddess – by CharlesWolf

Fantasy story: Thorvik Kabot, Succubus-Slayer in “The Golden Webs Of The Spider-Goddess” by CharlesWolf. With one kick from his powerful leg, Thorvik kicked in the door to the secret church of the Spider-Goddess, Kalindraa and, with a sweeping backhand, immediately dispatched of two of the female Spider-Acolytes standing guard.

Fantasy story: Thorvik Kabot, Succubus-Slayer in “The Golden Webs Of The Spider-Goddess”

by CharlesWolf

Genres: Fantasy, Blowjob, Female Domination, Humiliation, Non-consensual sex

Illuminated by torchlight, Thorvik Kabot’s strong Nordic physique was an impressive sight and a testament to the purity of his lineage and breeding as he had the strong, battle-scarred muscled body of a barbarian with the chiseled facial features of a nobleman with a strong brow, prominent nose and striking blue eyes and a head of curly blonde hair.

Thorvik’s manner of dress was simple. Leather boots, loincloth and his shoulder-scabbard, which held the legendary succubi-slaying holy longsword, “DawnKeeper”.

The barbarian-knight and conqueror of five kingdoms, surveyed his surroundings:
stairs hewn from limestone descended to an open shrine area of fiery braziers arranged symmetrically around a large golden idol of a beautiful nude Asian woman with six-arms and eight eyes.

Additionally, many exotic silks (no doubt spun from the Goddess herself) hung from the walls, giving the secret church something of a “parlor” appearance.

Also hanging from the rafters, was an elaborate silken spiderweb that Thorvik recognized it for what it was: a map of local trading routes ! Proof that the Spider Goddess had been behind the recent acts of robbery, sabotage and espionage that had plagued the supply caravans of the Northern Kingdoms.

Thorvik almost felt a grudging respect for the perpetrators of this operation and found it difficult to believe that it had been as successful as it was considering it had been conceived and planned by women, who’s emotional and weak minds were ill-suited for this manner of long term strategy.

Three of the Spider-Acolytes rushed him and the first two he killed (1st neck-snapped; 2nd thrown off the stairs to her death), but the third was of interest to him.

Grabbing the Acolyte by the throat, he tore off her robe, revealing her naked olive skin to his eyes in all her splendor. She was full-breasted with dark nipples and soft womanly hips with supple, long legs that were kicking at him ineffectually. The Acolyte also had a pretty face with dark-long lashes and pretty green eyes that were currently bulging out of fear and a lack of oxygen.

Still holding the Acolyte by her throat with one hand, Thorvik used his other hand to thrust two fingers into her pussy and one into her asshole. The Acolyte tried to scream in rage, indignation and perhaps, arousal (?) as Kabot’s calloused and experienced fingers continued to invade her.

Although he had little interest in giving women pleasure, Thorvik felt it imprtant to know how to breach the defenses of all possible enemies, whether that battlefield was a fortified keep on the outskirts of the Western Wastes or the defiant body of a beautiful woman.

Soon, Thorvik’s efforts were rewarded as the Acolyte’s slit spasmed around his unrelenting fingers and drenched his hand in pussy juice as she convulsed in orgasm, oxygen-deprivation and shame.

Laughing, Kabot threw the women to the ground and brought his two fingers to his mouth, tasting her defeat. The taste was not unpleasant, although he normally did not eat pussy, as he regarded the practice to be unmanly.

Regarding her, Thorvik smiled and said, “What is your name wench ?”

Still gasping for air and trying to cover her nudity, the acolyte meekly answered, “Tura”.

Considering this, Kabot said, “Well, Tura, as sacred guardian of the Northern Kingdoms, I claim you as my property. From now on, you are my pleasure-slave, you will address me as ‘master’ and, later on, I will enjoy having you service me with your mouth, but first things first. Where is your so-called “goddess” ?”

From below, Thorvik heard a melodic voice say, “Although my temple always welcomes visitors, I do frown on having my followers murdered and violated…”

Stepping from behind the golden idol, was the Spider-Goddess herself, Kalindraa

Kalindraa was a beautiful and nude golden-skinned, golden-haired Asian female, 8 ft. tall in height with six arms and eight eyes (two sets of two). All of her eyes were sparkling green with matching nails, lashes and lipstick. Kalindraa’s breasts were perfectly shaped with pouting nipples and her pussy was completely shaven. The fire from the torches and the braziers enhanced the exotic beauty of her golden flesh.

Drawing DawnKeeper from its scabbard and walking down the stairs, Thorvik said, “By order of the Northern Kingdoms and personally chosen by Ozir, The One True God, I am here to dispatch you back to the Hell-Harem, from whence you came. Your demonic and decadent treacheries will end this morn !”

Feigning mock-innocence and flirtatiously batting all four pairs of eyes, Kalindraa said, “My followers and I are just mere women, how could such as we be of such import to the mighty Northern Kingdoms and its legendary warrior ?”

Advancing towards her, Thorvik said, “Left unchecked, females can engage in all manner of mischief. That is why we men, provide you with children to care for, to keep you happy, busy and out of trouble.” and smiled at the Spider-Goddess, condescendingly.

With a smile of mocking bemusement on her face, Kalindraa flirtatiously said, “Why not relax and stay awhile as my guest. Perhaps you’d be more comfortable without your loincloth ?”

“Enough prattle, bitch-demon. Prepare to be vanquished !” Kabot said, closed the gap between himself and the Spider-Succubus while raising DawnKeeper to deliver its deathblow and then tripped over an ankle-length and strategically-placed strand of golden spider-silk.

Thorvik went tumbling and his sword, DawnKeeper flew from his grasp.

Quickly regaining his feet, and with a look of grim determination, Thorvik knew he had little chance against the succubus without his holy sword and made a desperate midair dive for it…

Only to have the Spider-Succubus suddenly descend from the ceiling, catch Thorvik in her six arms and then ascend upwards. Ye Gods, she moves so quick ! Thorvik thought in amazement.

Kalindraa’s six golden arms moved with incredible speed and strength and the legendary succubus-slayer found himself held immobile as his arms and legs were caught in her iron grasp.

“Release me immediately, demon-spawn !” Thorvik bellowed, with a confidence he didn’t feel.

Ignoring his demand, Kalindraa used four of her six hands to hold Thorvik by his wrists & ankles, spread-eagle and helpless and then lovingly ran her hands over his chest, stomach and back and said, “My such strong muscles !”

Lips smiling and all eight of her eyes making contact with his, flirting with her prey, Kalindraa’s two free hands slid over his chest, unbuckled his shoulder-scabbard, letting it fall to the floor and then began to playfully untie the string of his loincloth, saying, “Let’s get a better look at you…”

“NO !” Thorvik protested as he struggled helplessly, with his wrists and ankles held in the iron grip of the succubus. The mighty warrior screamed in rage and indignation as his loincloth dropped to the floor, exposing his nude and helpless body to Kalindraa and her Acolytes.

With her six arms, the Spider-Succubus casually spun Thorvik around as though he were a toy, so that she might gaze upon his nudity. Despite Thorvik’s struggling, eight eyes and six hands roamed over and explored every inch of his bare flesh as Kalindraa cooed appreciatively.

Immediately, two of her hands went to his flaccid, but still impressive cock, caressing it with her fingertips as she said, “Mmm. Very nice.” and then caressed his balls.

Thorvik shivered and then protested, “Release me now !”

Ignoring Kabot, Kalindraa spun Thorvik, so that his back was to her and held spread-eagle for her inspection Kalinda mused, “Such strong thighs and even stronger flanks !” as her two free hands groped and caressed his thighs and buttocks and then gave his left ass-cheek an appreciative slap.

“I am a ‘Warrior of the Wastes’ and a follower of Ozir and I will not be treated like a horse !” Thorvik exclaimed angrily as he struggled futilely in Kalindraa’s grasp.

“Silence !” Kalindraa said and then used her two free hands to playfully spank Thorvik’s bare buttocks to the amusement of her Acolytes.

Kalindraa used her six arms to rotate Kabot, so that he was upside-down and, placing her hands on the cheeks of his ass, cupping them, Kalindraa used her arms to pull the struggling barbarian-knight closer to her in a ’69’ position, positioning his face very close to her moist and aroused pussy and his manhood, dangerously close to her full sensuous lips. To his dismay, Thorvik’s cock was half-hard.

Kalindraa said, “Let’s get to know each other better…” and then kissed the head of Thorvik’s cock, making him shiver. Thorvik knew his situation was dire – being in the clutches of a succubus with her lips near his manhood was a worse-case scenario. I must get away from this ! he thought as the Spider-Succubus kissed Thorvik along the length of his now fully erect, 12” cock.

Thorvik’s face was pushed into Kalindraa’s pussy as she commanded, “Lick.”, intoxicated by her pussy and falling under its spell, the mighty barbarian obeyed and began to lick, kiss and suck the moist golden pussy, even though he knew it would lead him to his doom.

Happy with his oral surrender, the Spider-Succubus took Thorvik into her mouth and began to lightly suck upon him. At first.

Thorvik knew he would be done for if he didn’t act quickly. Although helplessly compelled to worship her pussy, he could still speak freely, so he began to whisper a Hymn Of Protection, that once completed, would protect him from the succubus’ thrall, but the wording had to be perfect and every stanza had to be properly enunciated, meanwhile Kalindraa took Thorvik’s manhood deep into her throat and sucked him harder, as her tongue roamed over his shaft, exploring it. Thorvik suppressed his moans and continued to recite the Hymn, in between helplessly licking at the golden pussy that demanded his attentions, his tongue swirling over her sensitive golden clit.