Wake up sleepy.

Pantheon struggled to open his eyes, but they remained shut despite his best efforts. He heard her voice, that beautiful voice that took him home. He opened his mouth to call out to her.

"Leona... I can't- Help me, please," he says in a weak voice, all his effort required to simply get those words out.

A sudden pain across his face jolts his eyes open and snaps him out of his reverie. Standing above him is not his love, Leona. It is the insectoid woman he had been speaking to earlier.

"That was rude, mentioning her when I'm the one you are with right now," she says as she walks out of view once more. Pantheon could not even turn his eyes to track her movements as he lay limp on the forest floor, his body being moved every which way by the woman as he realized she was taking off his armor.

"Release me," he managed to get out, through his open mouth, the words barely understandable, but as he concentrated, he was able to move his lips more. A finger presses to his lips, as she lets out a shush before ripping off his chestplate, revealing a body that could have been sculpted from marble.

She lets out a sigh of appreciation, running her hands over the paralyzed mans chest and stomach, before finally coming back into his line of sight, her face only inches from his. "I'm so sorry to do this, but you weren't going to help me otherwise. Like I said before, you can help me, and I promise you will even enjoy it. But this Leona of yours won't and it's that sentimentality that drives me crazy. You'd let some woman's jealousy prevent you from helping me? Your human rules have no place in my forest, and yet you insist on them."

Pantheon felt her hand slide down his stomach to the base of his soft member, fingers slowly circling it before giving it a gentle squeeze and pump. "But don't worry. I've removed all guilt. This isn't your choice anymore, so you may as well enjoy it to the fullest, no?"

He felt the hairs on the back of his neck tingle as she leaned in close and whispered into his ear, "Be a good boy for me and just give me your seed."

Elise felt his cock twitch at her words, and she bit his ear gently before stroking his shaft which began to respond to her touch. She pulled her head back and put her other hand into the mans hair, gripping it and lifting his head up so he could look at her hand wrapped around his member.

"You don't have to act like you hate it. The results speak for themselves. I know you enjoy this. All you humans do is rut around like animals and breed more rutting animals. You spread and destroy to make room for your rutting, but not here. In here, I am the Queen. I am the mother of all. This forest is my domain, and you are going to be the father of the next generation of my children," she says as she strokes his cock, her clawed fingers pumping a near constant stream of precum out of the thick, long member in her hand.

"Oh my, seems you've got seed to spare... Perhaps I should let you speak, present your case," she said, feeling a bit sadistic as she noticed the desperation in his eyes. She had to know if it was desperation for her, or for her to stop. She releases his hair and snaps her fingers, several spiders dropping from the trees at her command. Webs latch onto his arms and legs, spreading him into the shape of an X, his appendages bound to the trees by the nearly indestructible silk.

Elise stood up and stood over him, one leg on either side, her chitinous armor shedding as her pale form beneath was exposed in the firelight. She shivers and says, "It always feels so naked to be without my second skin... I only do this every so many years, you see." She points a finger at the man, and suddenly he finds the effects of the venom wearing off far faster.

He struggles, his entire body going taut as he jerks against the unyielding silk that binds him, teeth grit as he glares at her with grit teeth. "You... Release me, witch! Or when I am free, I will hunt you down and drag you out of this forest with my-"

Elise squatted over the man, straddling him with his cock nestled between her soft, pale cheeks, his words catching in his throat as she gently drew circles in his chest with her fingers. "I'm going to listen to your argument for one minute. At the end of that minute, I will decide what to do with you. Only your most sincere and heartfelt plea will give you a chance to get out of here without losing your loyalty to your woman. Starting now," she says as she taps her wrist, pointing to an imaginary timepiece.

Pantheon freezes for a moment, his pride preventing him from begging outright. When you get home, even if you return in shame, at least you can say that you tried your hardest and never for a moment wavered. Cast aside your pride, because your love for her is more important.

"I-I love her. I love Leona because she is everything to me. She is the reason I still find the will to fight. I used to be driven by righteous anger... Anger at the Gods, at the Demons that roam this world, all of it. But she has given me something to fight for, instead of against! If you do this to me, I couldn't face her without regret and shame in my heart... Please," he says passionately, his expression one of desperation and fear.

Elise herself looks incredibly touched, her eyebrows scrunched together, tears welling in her eyes before she wipes them. "That is beautiful. A man like you is rare... Strong, honest, loyal, and with a wonderful woman who seems to match. I hope you happiness in your future with her." She lifts herself up slightly, reaching behind herself to push the head of his cock against her soaking wet slit.

"But right now, I need you."