Its Limbs May Hold the Skills of a Master Puppeteer, but the Raw Strength of Youth is Long Spent

Without letting go of Ara, Oberon took the chastity belt out of the drawer, put it on her, then grabbed her clothes -before Ara could take them herself- and walked down the stairs, to the elevator and then to the bathroom. Compared to the water and to the snake, his body felt almost warm to the touch, and Ara tried to at least enjoy that without making him notice as he carried her. When she looked back she saw the trail of water left from her dripping tails. And from a certain something dropping from between her legs every now and then, and her face turned bright red upon seeing that. The swimsuit mostly kept it inside her, but given the amount it was only normal for it to overflow.

"I c... can take a bath by m-myself..." she said as he walked up to the bathtub, and in response he gently let her down. And her stomach growled again.

"I'll prepare dinner. Though given the time, calling it midnight snack would be more accurate" he told her before walking away, leaving the belt and the clothes there.

Ara opened the tap and got in without even taking the swimsuit off, waiting for the water to fill the tub. She then looked at herself. Her skin was red from the snake's scales running against it, and here and there she also had a few bruises. Then there were the teeth marks, and while they probably were at least an hundred, they'd have most likely disappeared in a few days at most. Then there was its seed. It usually took a couple of days for that to fade, but the feeling of fullnes it was giving her was particularly strong. On the bright side, her arousal had gone down considerably, and while the last hour -or however long it had been from when the snake coiled around her whole body to when it went away- had left her with a weird mix of frustration and satisfaction, she felt like she could easily get to the next session with ease.

... is it normal to think like this? she wondered. Maybe the situation she was in had started to change her thought process?

She closed the tap and relaxed in the warm water, the temperature helping her getting feeling back in her sore limbs. After a while Oberon walked in, carrying a tray in his hands with dinner on it. For one reason or another, neither of them spoke as he left it there and went away. Shortly after she got up, walked to it and started eating. Then she took off the swimsuit -it was full of tiny holes and she wasn't sure it was worth fixing it over buying a new one- and headed to the shower. Much to her surprise, Rena never came to ask her anything that night.

The next day Ara woke up particularly late, though given how things had gone the previous day that wasn't surprising. She looked at herself in a mirror. Her eyes and hair still hadn't gone back to their normal color, but only one tail was left, and she felt like it wouldn't have remained there for too long. She was feeling... rather normal, overall. When she walked to the kitchen she found Oberon already busy making lunch. As for Rena, she arrived shortly after. A quick greeting, a few minutes of avoiding her glances, then Ara sat down. While they did have a small casual chat during lunch, as soon as they were done eating the elf started asking questions.

"What's your situation and how did you end up like this, exactly?"

"W-well, I..." Ara started saying as she moved her gaze left and right.

And then, a bit hesitantly, she told her about the incident with the eggs and everything else. Except for the chastity belt and that morning with Oberon.

Once she had finished, Rena remained silent for a minute or so.

"... she even put a leash on you?!" she shouted after having processed all of that, her eyes on the choker.

"T-that..." Ara replied, startled by the sudden outburst "... when you put it that way it feels even worse..."

"You're right, sorry. What in the world is Eve thinking... "

"At least I don't think I'll get fired this time" Ara said, trying to make fun of her situation as she cracked a not-so-convincing smile.

"... let's just pretend you never said that"

"Let's"

"I hate to have to ask you this, but it might influence my work so... with which ones have you already... worked?"

"S-sure, I don't mind... alright, there was a really small slime, then the spiders, the snake from yesterday and a... oily thing covered in small slimy appendages, shaped somewhat like a blanket" Ara said, her face getting redder with every word as her mind recalled each and every event "And also, uh, a very large bug with a sort of trunk, and one resembling a mix between a lizard and a raven... of sort"

"You... sure work a lot..."

"Please don't make me think about it more than I already do"

"I don't know which one you were talking about at the end though"

"Oberon said it's new here"

"A new one?" the elf repeated as she moved her gaze to Oberon, who was sitting on a chair reading what seemed to be yet again the same book.

"I'll show it to you whenever you want" he said.

"... tomorrow. I already had something planned for today. And since we're already on the subject" she said as she turned back to Ara "Just to be sure about it, you do use protections right?"

"Protection? You mean..." she started replying as her face grew pale "Y-you're not saying I could get p-pregnant, right?"

"Why do you even think I meant... anyway, no. You do know that there is a chance of getting certain illnesses from doing what you... do, right?"

Ara's face lost even more color.

"W-what illnesses?"

"She's already vaccinated. And the choker does a daily checkup on her health state, were she to somehow still contract something we would know within twenty four hours"

"Oh, that's convenient" said Rena.

"Why didn't you tell me about this?! And when did I even get vaccinated in the first place?!" Ara nearly shouted at him.

"Even in the off change you got ill, here we can treat anything you could contract while doing your job. Since there isn't any real danger, I thought it wasn't worth mentioning it in the first place. As for the second question, I did it while you were sleeping"

"What?!"

"Like mistress, like servant I guess" commented Rena, her mind recalling some of Eve's old habits, before getting up "Now, if you excuse me, I have some work to do" she said as she left.

After a short silence, Ara spoke.

"... you didn't do anything else while I was sleeping, right?"

"Nothing else"

She wasn't sure whether she believed him or not.

A couple of days went by, during which Ara had gone almost completely back to normal, with only an eye and a small part of her hair still being respectively red and white. Oberon suggested her to keep her coat on that day, and so she did. As for Rena, she was with them in the elevator but she was headed to a different dome. Being a new entry, the raven guest was still in need of a complete check up, something she didn't manage to finish the previous day, and she wanted to get it done as soon as possible. The two of them got off at the eighth floor, while the elf kept going down. They walked to the first room. In the antchamber Ara saw hanging from the ceiling a few small, transparent sacks containing... was that jelly? Probably not. The color was similar to that of honey, and when she tried touching one -they were cold- she found out the consistency was similar too. That said the smell, while still being sweet, was completely different from both that of normal honey and of the one produced from that... tentacle-equipped blanket, or whatever it was.

After having taken off her chastity belt, they walked into the dome. For some reason, however, Oberon had taken the belt with him rather than leaving it there. When Ara questioned him about it, he simply replied that it needed a quick check up.

That room was a cave. It probably was as big as every other dome, but the lack of light made it hard to tell. Illumination was provided only by what seemed to be blue, bioluminescent algae growing on the rocky ground and on the stalagmites. There was water mostly everywhere but the level was low, barely reaching around Ara's ankles. Still enough to drench her shoes though. The light was enough to move around without bumping into anything, but it wasn't strong enough to see the ceiling, though she could still see the point of several stalactites of varying size. Then she smelled something, and recognized the same scent of the honey in the antchamber. She started following it as the source was probably where she had to go anyway, and the fact that Oberon said nothing as he walked behind her probably meant she was right.

After a short walking she started seeing something else in the cave. They were... single, thin, white threads hanging down from the ceiling and going all the way down to the ground, some ending below the water surface, others not. They were visibles mainly because the light painted them blue when they were close enough to the algae, which most likely meant there were a lot more than she was seeing around there. She tried to touch one. Surprisingly, it was rather warm and stung a little. Since she was wearing her coat which had long, large sleeves, she put an arm in front of herself as she kept walking to avoid ending up with one of those in her face. The scent was getting noticeably stronger, and the same went for the density of those threads. The surface of the cave was slighty inclined and the water now reached a bit higher on Ara's legs due to her moving downward, though not much.

Shortly after they reached what seemed to be an hole in the ground, completely submerged and large enough to easily fit a person inside. There was something in the water though. It was the same honey she had seen before entering -apparently it didn't mix with water, just like oil-, though it had a much stronger smell -so strong it was almost painful to her nostrils-, and there was a small flow of it coming down from the ceiling right to the middle of the pond. On closer look, the circumference of the hole was surronded by the white threads. Ara mentally prepared herself to whatever was about to happen and stepped forward, right on the edge of the hole in the ground, moving around the threads with her arms. They still stung a bit through her sleeves, which rather surprised her. Given how weakly she had felt the first sting, she had thought her coat to be enough to block them.

Then something fell down on her as the flow of honey stopped. She was expecting something like that, but when she realized that she had been enveloped in jellyfish tentacles panick overrode her as she had been stung once by a normal-sized one in the past and touching one that large had to be horrible. After a brief moment she realized it actually wasn't. Or rather, the tentacles made her whole skin feel really itchy, they stung a bit all over -luckily she had managed to cover her face in time- and she had to move them aside to make room for breathing, but normal jellyfishes were way worse than that to touch. And unlike with the normal ones, she could feel what probably were muscles within those too, which would explain why she felt as if they were running all around her as they pushed against her skin, albeith rather weakly. Actually, given they were transparent, it was a somewhat unsettling sight, muscular fibers and veins being mostly in plain sight.

She looked around looking for Oberon, just to make sure he was there. She saw him leaning against a nearby stalagmite with the belt still in his hands, which sort of reassured her. Then her head went spinning. She lost her balance as everything started moving around her, but she still managed to fall backwards instead of forward, ending up hitting her rear on the hard ground rather than diving into the water. Her body started feeling numb. No, not that. Rather, it was rapidly getting sluggish and unresponsive, as if she were very tired. The tentacles then moved back up, slowly, giving off the impression of being tired themselves. A moment or so later, a few dozens of thin white threads fell down on Ara, latching to her skin. They weren't like the previous ones though, they felt more like silk, and were sticky but only at their end, which was covered with that scented substance. They were then pulled up, bringing her to her feet by extension.

"H-hey..."

What worried Ara the most was probably how relaxed she was. Not to say that she was really calm, but compared to the other times she was definitively less agitated. She wondered if she was simply getting used to it or if there was something else behind it. In a certan sense she was hoping for the latter option to be the right one. Then she saw something large moving down from the ceiling, slowly. As it came closer to the glowing algae she saw it was another spider, albeith larger than the previous one. ... actually, no. That wasn't really a spider. It had the eyes, the head and the general body shape of one, sure, but it had dozens and dozens of short legs -at most half the length of Ara's forearms each and rather thinner than that- on its back. Its abdomen was covered by what strongly resembled the hood of a jellyfish, and underneath it were the tentacles which had fallen down on her earlier, now looking like a sort of drape behind it. On top of that, she could see probably an hundred or more of those thin threads she had bumped into on her way there linked to its cape and headed everywhere along the ceiling. As for the strings latched to her body, those seemed to go to the limbs on its back. Its fangs were oddly large and covered in fur, somewhat resembling a beard. She couldn't see its abdomen at the moment though. Overall it was around as large as a big horse. Without considering the tentacles, that is. Most of its body was transparent, with only the spider-like part not being see-through.

As it kept slowly moving down, Ara couldn't help but think of an old man going down the stairs due to its somewhat sluggish motion. Which was actually pretty accurate, as that spider was considerably old and was moving down along a web made with the main purpose of going back and forth from slighty above the ground to the ceiling. It stopped when its legs reached the height of Ara's head and then it pulled her up, the limbs on its back pulling the threads to make her rest her feet on the web. The feeling of being moved around like a doll was quite unpleasant, but with her body as weak as it was she couldn't really do much about it. The fact that most of those threads were actually attached to her clothes rather than her skin also made it rather awkward. The spider moved closer to her and she instinctively leaned back. The jellyfish spider -that's what it was?- fumbled around a bit with the threads, until it somehow managed to get her coat off. Ara blinked, and she felt more strings latching to her skin to replace those that were linked to the now removed piece of clothing. She actually had no idea how the spider was doing it, which was rather... scary.

As he tinkered with the chastity belt, Oberon wondered if she had realized that her hair and eyes had completely changed color.

Ara's position was rather unnerving, in that her feet were resting on a web she could hardly see and at the same time she was hanging from equally visible threads sticking to her skin and clothes, with no strength in her limbs as she was moved around a bit like a doll. To add to that, the honey used to make the wire was making her skin itchy.

The spider moved around a bit, sluggishly, as if to take a better look at her. She noticed it was missing a few eyes. Her arms were raised above her head as she was made to turn around a few times. While she wasn't high up enough for an eventual fall to be of much concern, the feeling of instability wasn't exactly pleasant. Then her hands were pushed against her dress, as if the spider was trying to figure out what it was using her hands instead of his limbs. More threads latched to her, especially to her fingers, some even coming from below her somehow, and her arms started groping herself, in a rather awkward way. As the spider apparently figured out that wasn't her skin, he made her ran her finges up and down along her dress until it managed to make her fingers slide underneath it and pulled it down. Given how he was moving her, however, it only managed to move it down enough to reveal her bra, and it seemed to have no clue how to take it off.

"I feel like a doll..." she commented, not too pleased by the situation. The lack of tails and ears meant she wasnt' too agitated -or excited- yet, which is probably why she could keep her composure like that, unlike during most of the other sessions.

The spider leaned in closer while still keeping some distance, intrigued by the new texture on her skin -that is to say, her undergarment-, and made her fondle herself again. As weird as that was, however, Ara was more troubled by the itching which was spreading all over her skin and which she couldn't scratch. Maybe she couldn't have done so even without the strings moving her body in her stead since her limbs felt weaker than ever, but still. Then her hands started pulling against her bra, the spider clearly recognizing it not being a part of her but having no clue what it was or how to take it off. For a moment she found herself amazed by how well it was piloting her, then she remembered the situation she was in. After a short while the spider simply made her rip her own bra off, not the best feeling, revealing her chest. Then, as if to make sure they weren't removable as well, it moved her hands to her nipples.

She hadn't really expected that -to her it seemed obvious they weren't clothes and getting into the mind of her... partners wasn't her forte-, and so she hadn't readied herself for it.

The puppeteer noticed she reacted to that, and placed her hands on her breasts before focusing on her fingers, moving them to fondle and pinch her nipples, which in response got harder. In a certain way that was worse than usual, since it looked like she was putting on a show. As she realized this her cheeks, which were already a bit flushed, started turning redder. The jellyfish then made her squeeze her breasts to take a better look at her nipples, noticing they were now erect. And apparently it also became curious about the consistency of her chest as it made her grope herself harder, as if to see how squishy they were -or weren't-.

"Would you stop this?" she asked. She knew it was pointless to say so, but she just had to do something to shake off the feeling of being a puppet.

Then it made her turn around enough to look at her from the side rather than frontally, which also reinforced the feeling of partially floating she had. It made her turn on herself a couple of times until she went back to facing it. Truth be told, Ara was getting rather impatient. No way she'd have admitted that thought, especially to herself. Her hands were then moved to her skirt, and this time the jellyfish spider managed to get it off rather quickly. As it slid off her legs, it ended up hanging on a thread below her feet.

Come on... she thought, not really sure what she meant with that herself.

The cold air of the cave against her privates made her realize she was getting wet, which in turn made her aware that her breath was, if only a tiny bit, ragged. She was made to turn around again, with her back facing the jellyfish, and being unable to see it made her quite uneasy. Though the only thing it had done so far was moving her around using the short limbs on its back. It made her spread her legs a bit, and she actually ended with her left foot hanging in the air, with nothing to rest on. Then it made her lean forward a bit before slapping her hands on her rear, making her shriek a bit in surprise.

"H-hey now, what?!"

The spider could tell through her hands that her butt felt different from her chest, and had her grope it. To add to that, her previous scream seemed to have amused it and it made her spank herself a few more times, with more strength when she started to actively hold her voice in. An onlooker would have thought she was putting herself on display for a giant jellyfish hybrid thing, and while the only one there beside herself and said spider was Oberon, the thought was enough to make her more embarassed than she already was. As her hands hit her butt again she felt her fox ears growing on her head. She refused to think about what that really meant. The spider then seemed to notice that her pantyhose wasn't one and the same with her skin and started fumbling with it, and after a couple of minutes it managed to pull it down enough to leave her butt exposed, ripping it a bit in the process. While in that position she couldn't properly see the jellyfish, she could still tell it had gotten a bit closer.

As her ears twitched, her puppeteer moved her hands between her legs, and felt her wetness with her fingers. Curious, the spider made her turn back around before making her sit on the air, in front of itself. While there really were a few threads she was resting on, most of her weight was still supported by the same wires that moved her around. Her legs were spread apart, slightly widening the rips in her pantyhose in the process. The sound left the spider a bit startled, but just for a moment. He made her move her hands to her entance and run her fingers over it, apparently intrigued by her reactions, her face turning even more red, her breaths getting less regular. Then, out of curiosity, it made her pinch her clit. As her voice escaped her mouth, the jellyfish started making her play with it, causing her to grit her teeth. In response to that, several more threads latched to her jaw to force it open. It liked the sound of her voice, apparently. As she still had some strength there, it took the creature more effort than moving her limbs did, but it still managed to do so rather easily.

As one hand was made to continuously tease her lower parts, Ara had her other one brought to her face, with three fingers being slid inside her mouth. Too deep at that, and when she started coughing the spider pulled them back out a bit before trying to make them run on the inner side of her cheeks. It was rather weird, as she could feel some of the threads moving her fingers pushing against her lips as well. That said, the other hand was far more troublesome. Pleasure kept building in her privates, until it started spreading through her whole body, causing her strengthless limbs to shiver as the uncomplete climax ran through her system, only to fade rather quickly. Trying to regulate her breath -which wasn't that easy with her own hand showed in her mouth- she was rather relieved to see that the spider had stopped moving her fingers. It then brought both of her hands to her entrance, managed to make her grab her labia and spread them open.

"S-stop that..." she said, still getting over her frustrating orgasm, her cheeks as red as they could get.

The creature kept staring between her legs for a short while, then it noticed something. That is, Ara's first tail, which was... not really waving, as it kept hitting against threads whichever way it went. She was made to turn her back to it again as her hands started feeling up the base of her tail, sending weak shivers up her spine. She then noticed the itching on her skin had mostly disappeared, save for her hands, her chest, her butt and -mainly- her crotch. There the feeling had actually gotten stronger, making her situation more troublesome to deal with. Then the spider had her bend forward, leaning on nothing once more, then spread her entrance open again with one hand and made her slide her fingers inside, wet sounds reaching her ears. That said, the jellyfish wasn't really pleasuring her, rather it was inspecting her body, and due to how it moved her around it couldn't get much done inside her. She was feeling the threads as much as her fingers inside her. In a certain way it reminded her of the first time she masturbated, as in she didn't really know how to do it and moved her fingers around without a clue. It was more frustrating than anything else.

Ara then felt her other hand running over her skin, first to her tail, then to her butt, and then the spider had her put a finger inside there as well. That said, she had had a bad feeling about that hand moving that way and, expecting something like that, had braced herself for it. And while saying she showed no reactions would be lying, she managed to keep what composure she still had up, at least enough to make the creature lose interest in that. Instead, it made her turn around once more and, seeing it wasn't getting as much of a reaction as before, it moved one of her hands back to her chest to play with her nipples, while having her poke at her own clit with the thumb of the hand playing with her entrance.

Ara had started sweating, and the spider's control -somewhat awkward at first- had been getting more precise, as it seemed to be getting a grasp on how to make her touch herself to get the most out of her reactions. Between a ragged breath and the other she instinctively tried to bite her lips, but her jaw was still being held open. Not wide open, but still enough to not let her do that, and the spider seemed to take a look at her salivating face every now and then. As the feelings kept building up, mainly in her clit but also in her breasts, her body started shivering weakly, until the pleasure expanded to the rest of her body. She didn't arch her back mainly because the threads didn't let her. Ara tried to dig her nails in her skin, but the spider seemed to take that as her trying to break free and moved her hands away from her body, interrupting her already incomplete orgasm midway. She managed to hold a groan in at the last minute. The same couldn't really be said for her previous moans though.

The spider then looked at new tail -the second one- for a short while before climbing on the web, but only with his four frontal legs. Then, once its body was inclined enough, it pushed itself back, and it ended up lying on its back on its own threads. It... basically lyed down on its back, which probably wasn't how it mated with females of its kind. Had she not been in those conditions, Ara would have wondered how she hadn't felt a single pull from the strings during that since they were connected to its limbs. But given her current state, the thought didn't really cross her mind as she was made to walk forward. Though "walk" probably wasn't the right term as roughly every other step had her rest one of her feet on the empty air. As she moved forward, she saw that the lower half of its body was covered in small jellyfish-like tentacles, albeith much, much smaller than those protuding from its abdomen.

Ara then climbed up a few threads which formed a sort of ladder and got on top of the spider's body. It felt... surprisingly soft, definitively more than she had expected. It moved her to its torax, on top of a small slit which opened as Ara sat down on it, her legs spread open, her tails trying to wave behind her. She then felt its member entering her, at an odd angle which, aside from hitting her in an unusual spot, also made it quite hard for her to see it in that position. That said, while it had a somewhat peculiar shape, it didn't feel particularly weird. At least compared to others she had had since she got that job. She noticed that it was no longer pulling on her jaw, meaning she could bite her lips now if she wanted.

Finally, the jellyfish started moving her up and down along its member, at first somewhat slowly but quickly increasing the speed. Then her hands were brought to gwe breasts and clit. With a part of her insides she wasn't used to having stimulated being hit against directly over and over and her hands fondling and stimulating herself, she could feel her orgasm getting closer and closer, her teeth pushing more and more against her lips as the pleasure kept building up. Then, suddenly, the creature released its seed inside her. And while it was definitively warm and particularly sticky, the quantity was rather small. Right after that, the spider stopped moving Ara. She remained there, a bit confused, for a minute. Then two. Then three, its member slowly sliding out of her in the meanwhile. And then she tried to move on her own, but her body still felt weak and she barely managed to shake her hips a bit. Which was enough for something else, that is to say, to make her partner emit a low, somewhat hissing sound before pulling her up and leaving her hanging in the air. Then it... fell asleep? And it seemed to start salivating too, the honeylike substance slowly drooling out of its mouth.

"A... are you... kidding me... ?"

Shortly after that Oberon climbed up the threads and reached Ara, one of his bladed tonfas in hand.

"I'd say you're done for today"

"That's... this... what?"

"I take it you were hoping for a longer session?"

"O-of course not! I mean... just, it seems weird..."

"It's an old exemplar, you shouldn't expect much stamina from him" he said as he started cutting the wires holding her up.

"But... just..."

He then grabbed her waist before cutting the last ones off, then brought her back to the floor. He left her lying against a wall, and she averted her gaze when he put the chastity belt back on her -she thought she felt a small sting on her sides as he did so, but maybe it was just her impression- before pulling her somewhat torn pantyhose up and her dress down, recovering her skirt and putting it back on her. Then he picked up her coat and carried her out. She tried to not think about the intense tingling between her legs as she was brought to the bathroom, where he put her on a chair and started pulling away the pieces of threads still latched to her skin, the honey still sticking to her body and clothes.

"I'll bring you something to help your limbs recover" he said once he had finished.

"S-say, Oberon..." she called out before he reached the door "How... how much exactly does it c... c..."

He bent his neck a bit to the right. He had an idea about what she wanted to ask, but decided to keep it to himself.

"How... n-nevermind..." she said then. She couldn't bring herself to ask him how much it costed to take the belt off, as in that situation that would have been the same as saying she wanted to masturbate.

He stared for a few seconds at her troubled, embarassed expression before leaving. Once he had closed the door behind him, she let out a long, exasperated groan. Soon after he came back with a small bottle in hand. Then he started undressing her.

"W-wait, what are you... ?"

"This needs to be applied to your skin" he replied before she could finish her sentence "Otherwise it will take you more than twenty hours to recover"

"But..."

He took all of her clothes off, left them on the chair and placed her on a stool, then started thoroughly smearing the content of the bottle on her skin. It felt a bit like soap, but colder. Actually, that was due to his hands. For the next ten or so minutes, Ara wished to dig an hole in the ground and bury herself in it out of embarassment. On the bright side, Oberon remained extremely... professional, and even when he reached her breasts, her butt or even the base of her tail he simply smeared the soap-like substance on her rather than groping her. And since she still had the chastity belt on at least her entrance was spared from that.

"You should be able to start moving within thirty minutes" he said as he got up and went to wash his hands "Once you can you should take a shower or a bath. It's rather early for dinner, so you can take your time"

Then he walked out, leaving Ara to her embarassed silence. Once he had closed the door behind himself, he looked at his hand.

That was... close... ? he wondered.

Ten chapters in, cheers.

Thank you for reading.