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Hornet, despite coming from gods and royalty, had never been one to lord over other creatures, despite very much possessing the instinct and power to do so. She fought when she needed to, but otherwise, she was content to let the world move independently of her. And yet, the urge to control was always there, scratching at the back of her head.
Fortunately, she had recently met a being who was more than happy to indulge her in these base desires.
Hornet tugged on the web wrapped tight around Styx's neck, dragging the larger spider's head into her lap. He stared up at her with those glossy black eyes of his, a low purr rumbling out from his chest.
“Hello, pet,” Hornet purred as she ran a claw along Styx's mask. “Have you missed me?”
“Of course, mistressss,” Styx said. “Your ss-sslave has eagerly awaited your return.”
“Good.” She dug a claw into his neck, making her pet squirm slightly. “I've been looking forward to our reunion for some time now.”
“What would you have your ss-slave do for you, mistressss?”
“You have a strong tongue, my pet.” She spread her legs, exposing her wet pussy. “Put it to work for me.”
Styx stared at her dripping womanhood, as if observing a divine miracle.
“I gave you an order, pe- AH!” Hornet gasped as Styx dove between her legs, lapping fervently at her folds. She squeezed her legs together, wrapping around Styx's neck. She laid back on the soft bed of silk and huffed in arousal and embarrassment. She could not remember the last mate that had touched her this intimately.
Styx was relentless as he ate out his mistress. Hornet moaned and gasped as he did his work. As much as she liked to play the domineering master, Styx made it impossible to keep up that act, at least in the moment, with how religiously he attended to her.
“Hah- Styx…” She grabbed her pet's horns and pulled his face closer against her folds. A purr emanated from deep within his throat, sending wonderful vibrations through her abdomen.
“Styx, I- I'm gonna- gon- Ah!” Hornet curled around herself as she orgasmed. Styx raised his head, his mask dripping with her wetness.
Hornet took a moment, for both of them. She was far from done with her slave, but the last thing she wanted was to break him.
“Did I say you could stop, slave?” She tugged sharply on Styx's leash to emphasize her point. “Breathe if you need to breathe, but you will not stop until your mistress says, understand?”
Styx nodded, and ducked back between her legs and resumed his ministrations. Hornet squealed when he sucked on her sensitive clit, tightening the warm knot in her stomach.
“Yes, j- just like- Hah! Th- that, my pet… oh Gods!”
Hornet let out a sharp gasp as Styx wormed his long, muscly tongue into her pussy. Any coherent thoughts Hornet had disappeared, and she was left babbling nonsense praise to her pet.
Styx's tongue was incredible. It was long and muscular, curling back on itself inside her. Hornet was plenty familiar with her pet's ministrations at this point in their relationship, but even so, Styx never failed to astound.
After her third orgasm, Hornet was thoroughly spent, and it seemed Styx was as well.
“Th- that's enough for now, pet.” She managed to say, pulling lightly on the leash to emphasize. Panting heavily, Styx collapsed onto Hornet's stomach.
“Did I please you, Mistressss?”
“You were beautiful, Styx. Take a moment and catch your breath, won't you?”
Styx murred and rolled over onto his side, keeping close to Hornet.
Hornet sat up, taking in the dusty air of Styx's nest. It should have been uncomfortable- it was a dark, cold cave, after all- but the warm silk of Styx's web, the trinkets strewn about, and most of all, Styx himself contributed to the comfort the little alcove brought her.
Hornet was brought out of her musings as a wave of heat rushed over her. She growled quietly in annoyance. Of course even her beloved pet's devoted service was still not enough to satiate her.
She slid two of her claws into her pussy, pushing in and out slowly, then faster as she moved past the lingering sensitivity from Styx's ministrations. She let out a gasping moan as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm build within her.
Styx stirred at this. “Did your ss-slave not ssserve you well enough, Mistressss?” There was the slightest hint of distress in his voice.
“Far from it, pet.” She reached out with her other hand and stroked one of his horns. “You rest. Let me handle this by myself.” Styx whined, but obeyed.
Truthfully, Hornet's lust was that of a god, and if Styx were truly mortal- which Hornet had just an inkling of doubt towards- he surely would not be able to handle her ravenous appetite.
And then there was the other half of her nature: she was a spider, and females of her species ate their mates. She had never fallen to that particular instinct before, but the last thing she wanted was to go into a mating frenzy.
Either way, she would not risk her servant's life.
“Mistressss?”
“Y-yes, Styx?”
Styx fidgeted with his collar “Your humble ss-slave hasss a… requessst to make of you.”
“Then speak.”
“May I watch?”
Hornet paused, then sighed. Styx was more familiar with her body than any living bug, and yet, he never seemed to lose his fascination with it.
Hornet spread her legs wide and turned so that Styx could more easily observe her. It was an awkward position, half-laying, half-sitting, propped up on one arm, legs spread as wide as they would go. It was far from comfortable, but a small price to pay to put on a show for her pet.
And what a show it must have been. Styx watched with rapt fixation, his limbs occasionally twitching as if fighting the urge to pounce onto her and lay claim to her form.
Hornet groaned as waves of pleasure racked her body “You beautiful, wonderful thing. So eager to be supplicated…”
“Yesss,” Styx growled, arousal evident in his voice. “I am yoursss, your humble ss-slave…”
Hornet hissed as she rubbed her sensitive clit with her thumb. “Yes you are…” She closed her eyes as her orgasm rapidly approached. “My slave… my pet… mine!” She gasped as she came, curling around herself.
Once her orgasm subsided, she fell back, breathing heavily. She held out her soaked fingers. “Clean them.”
Styx eagerly scurried over, gently taking her hand with his forearms. His tongue emerged once more, curling around her claws.
“You taste divine, mistressss.”
“Thank you, pet. Are you feeling well rested?”
“Very.”
“Are you ready to continue?”
“Whatever you want, mistressss.”
“Then I have but one request,” Hornet rolled onto her stomach, raising her butt high in the air. “Breed me, Styx.”
“Mistress!” Styx stumbled back, scandalized. “I- I cannot!”
Hornet huffed. Despite Styx's loyal devotion to her, he had been completely unwilling to engage in any form of penetrative breeding with her. Hornet didn't like to press the issue, but she suspected this had less to do with his fixation on servitude or discomfort with copulation- he had proven both eager and skilled in that regard- and more so with a sense of self loathing.
“Styx…” Hornet whined. “Enough of this. Tell me what you want, not what's allowed.”
“I…” He hid his face behind his dexterous arms. “I would like to join my mistresses, but… I am unworthy of it, to touch a goddess-ss so intimately…”
“You are deserving of everything I offer you, my pet. I would not treat you as I do if I felt otherwise. Please, join me.”
Styx peeked out from behind his arms. “Are you certain, mistressss?”
Hornet wiggled her thorax invitingly. “If you want me, take me.”
That was all Styx needed to hear. After a moment's hesitation, he clumsily clambered over Hornet, framing her head with his forearms. He took special care not to put his entire weight onto her, making Hornet giggle in her mind. She was stronger than him by far, but it was sweet how much care he took with her.
Her thoughts were interrupted as Styx's erect member pressed against her womanhood.
“Have you done this before, pet?”
Styx squirmed against her back. “Only once, mistressss.”
Sensing his unease, Hornet gently stroked one of his forearms. “It's okay. Just do what feels right, and I'll guide you from there.”
“You're too kind to your ss-slave, mistressss.” With that, Styx slid his cock into Hornet's womanhood. Hornet squealed. She'd had quite a few partners in her life, but none quite like this. His member was long and ridged, scraping wonderfully against her soft insides, filling her completely.
Styx began thrusting in and out, slowly at first. Hornet huffed. She was being ungrateful, but she required more attention.
“Faster, if you can manage it, pet.”
Styx groaned, but obeyed. “Yess-ss, mistressss…” The speed of his thrusts increased greatly. It was far from the most intense Hornet had experienced from a mate, but she did not wish to break her pet- and there was certain pleasure to be found in the lengths Styx would go to for her.
Hornet squealed, drowned out by a raspy roar from Styx, as her pet came deep inside her. White fire overcame Hornet's vision as ropes of cum shot from Styx's cock.
Styx collapsed against Hornet's back, exhausted from the effort. She wiggled her hips, trying to get as much as she could out of her pet's orgasm, but eventually she too fell to the floor, content to feel the weight of a mate on top of her.
Styx stayed buried inside her for several minutes as he came down from his high, his cock occasionally twitching and spurting. As he pulled out, Hornet stifled a gasp behind her claws.
“Did I do well, Mistressss?” Styx asked eagerly.
“Very well.” Hornet idly dipped a couple claws into her pussy. Not only was she now filled with Styx's cum, she was still soaking wet. “Very well indeed.”
“Good. That'ssss… good.” Styx's head bobbed as he struggled to keep it held up. Hornet chuckled, despite herself. Clearly, she had worn her pet out.
“Come here.” She grasped him by the horn and gently guided his head into her lap. “Rest for a while.”
“Mistress, I-”
“Hush.” Hornet cut him off with a tug of his collar. “Sleep. You've more than earned it.”
A moment passed. Then, Styx nuzzled into her, purring quietly. Hornet rested her head between her pet's horns, and eventually, drifted to sleep.