Jason looked once again at the girl's naked body, barely visible in the twilight. She was staked to the ground in an "X" position, her arms and legs outstretched and splayed. They said her name was Xiana, and that she claimed to have walked down from Manitoba and to be free of the virus. But they did not believe her and had tortured and raped her.
Jason looked up the mountain. The fortress of the Dominion gleamed in the moonlight, a dark citadel of death. He had been called here as he wandered alone through the Barrens, inexorably pulled by scent of pheromones, just like the other males in the loosely bonded "tribe" that surrounded him. He had once lived in such a fortress, but his memories of that existence were dark and hazy, decayed over the course of seven years' wandering in the desert. They said the Fems ate most of their sons, but released some into the Wilds when they achieved puberty. To propagate the race, he supposed, although the thoughts of the Fems, if indeed there were any, were opaque to members of his sex.
It had not always been that way. Some of the old-timers still spoke of a time before the Gene War, when men and women lived in relative harmony, at least in comparison to the way things were now, although the thoughts of women were as impenetrable to men then as they were now.
But that was before the DCCB, the Dirty Cuban Commie Bastards (whoever they were) unleashed the spider retrovirus upon North America. Now to mate with a Fem was death. Just like female spiders, they would eat you the moment you deposited your seed in their belly. Their venom was powerful enough to paralyze you with a single bite. They could inject their gastric juices in you, liquefy your guts while you were still alive, and suck your insides out as easily as a kid downing a milkshake through a straw. If you were fast and clever enough, you might escape the Fem's clutches, but she would track you down relentlessly, never resting content until all of you resided in her belly.
Parts of Canada had been spared the virus, and the girl Xiana claimed to be from Manitoba. Jason thought that she might be telling the truth. Anyway, no one, not even a Fem, deserved the treatment the tribe had meted out to her. He slowly walked back toward the camp, ready to set things right.
When Jason began to pull up the stake holding down her right arm, the girl began to shake her head back and forth and to mutter something unintelligible through the ball gag and tape that covered her mouth. Jason began to remove the gag, and Xiana whispered, "No. They are still watching. You must wait until they are asleep."
As Jason began to rise, the girl said, "No. You can't go. They have seen you coming here. You must use me as the others have and then come back later, or they will know your intent."
Jason had not seen a woman's naked body (or even a woman's clothed body) since he was released from the Fems' fortress seven years ago. Xiana's words had a powerful effect on his groin, which suddenly sprang into action, just as it did when he dreamed.
"You must take off your clothes," Xiana said, and Jason complied. When he removed his breechcloth, he was startled to see his pee-thing standing at attention, jutting into the air. It throbbed and filled him with desire.
"You must place that in me," Xiana told him, indicating his cock with her eyes. There is a place between my legs where you must put it. It should be easy, the way they have my legs staked."
Jason bent down to replace the ball gag in her mouth.
"No, leave it off," she said. "I must tell you of my plan."
"I'm afraid that you might bite me, liquefy me," Jason said.
Xiana whispered, "Honey, I'm from Manitoba. The virus didn't reach there. Besides, even I were from the Dominion, I would be a fool to liquefy you. You are my ticket out of here."
Jason slowly lowered his body upon the girl's. She arched her pelvis up to grant him greater access. He felt the curls of her pubic hair brushing against his throbbing and pulsating cock. Every instinct in him cried out to enter her naked flesh. He lowered his body so that the tip of his cock brushed against the lips of her passage. Then he shoved forward so that his cock was buried in her up to the hilt.
"Now move it in and out of me," Xiana whispered. Jason moved it a little way out at first but could not bring himself to leave the tingling walls of her cunt, and then moved it back it as she had told him to. The pleasure surpassed anything that Jason had thought possible.
As he began to move back and forth, Xiana arched her back and he could feel her breasts as they rose to meet his chest. With some trepidation, he lowered his head down to her face. Her mouth opened as it rose to meet his. Their lips touched and Jason felt her tongue flicker out to meet his own. They explored the wonders of each other's mouths as Jason began to move faster and faster in her inner passage. Her tongue exited his mouth and traced its way down his cheek. Xiana took his earlobe into his mouth and caressed it tenderly with her tongue. She arched her back and Jason could feel the tips of her breasts brushing against his skin as he began to fuck her even more intensely. His hands explored her skin, his fingers tracing their way over the bones in her ribcage. Then he cupped her firm breasts in his hands, feeling her erect nipples as he began to pound his way in and out of her cunt at a faster and faster pace. Her tongue explored his inner ear as she arched her body to press it tightly against his, straining against the ropes that bound her arms. Jason could feel the pleasure mounting so that his cock, not his mind, controlled his body. Finally, he shoved it in violently up to the hilt, burying himself in her as he shot his seed into her womb.
They rested for a while, the girl's soft hair brushing against his cheek as she whispered her plan into his ear.
Two hours later, they were running through the forest, leaving the startled cries coming from the camp behind them. Xiana's nude body glistened in the moonlight as she ran before him. Despite his terror, Jason could almost feel himself getting hard again. That's when he ran into the web. Jason suddenly found himself suspended helplessly like a caterpillar in a cocoon, as he watched Xiana's naked body bounding away into the forest.
"Hey there, bright eyes. I see you're awake at last," said a cheerful female voice. Jason looked at the intense whiteness of the ceiling high above. He was strapped nude on some kind of hospital gurney topped by a metal apparatus, his chest and legs tightly bound by strands of spider silk. He knew at once where he was. The Dominion.
"Are you going to eat me?" he asked in a terrified voice.
"Oh, no sugar, you've got valuable genes. They tested you. Don'cha worry about a thing, cutie pie. They'll keep you around for two years. Then they'll eat you. That's the policy."
Jason looked around at the sterile chamber. "Do you think there a chance that the policy will be rescinded?" he asked.
"No, I don't think so. Not unless we find the right genes," said the nurse. "We have to eat you. It's in our instincts. Nothing personal, you understand. Hi. My name is Millie, and I will be taking care of you tonight."
Just then, seven naked girls ran into the room and began to lick and explore every inch of Jason's body with their extremely active tongues. One licked his ear, while a second climbed on top of him, her wet cunt sliding on Jason's naked chest as she took Jason's rigid cock in her mouth and began swirling her tongue around the underside of its hood. A fourth and fifth took Jason's left and right balls in their respective mouths. A sixth slithered upon the gurney and began to probe Jason's anus with her tongue. The seventh forced her tongue down Jason's mouth, while the second took the full length of his cock in her mouth and began nipping it at the base of it as though she wanted to chew it off. The fourth and fifth began to alternately nip and lick Jason's balls, and the seventh tightly grabbed his tongue with her teeth.
Suddenly, the door to the chamber opened, and in strolled a very tall Fem in a formal uniform of some kind. The seven girls quickly scattered away from Jason's body. "We're sorry, Captain. We just can't help ourselves sometimes."
"You must forgive these skelldings," the Captain told Jason. They have not yet mastered the mental discipline of kung pao. They will not bother you again."
