Sir Daddy Longlegs

Chapter 1: A Day of Firsts

A full moon appears through the ragged trees as clouds pass in the distance. A smattering of stars glitter around it. Thunder rumbles in the distance. There’s a smell of rain in the air and a chill envelopes the petite figure as it passes through the woods. She shivers in her thin and ragged dress as the wet branches smack against her. She struggles each time one catches her dress, tearing a little more from the rear of the dress, soon her bottom is as bare as her sore feet. Struggling to find shelter in the dark, she gropes around the side of a hill until an opening seems to appear out of nowhere.

The opening is very low, but large enough for her to be able to enter if she crawls, so dropping to her knees, she slowly, painfully makes her way in. After crawling for what seems like hours, but is really just a couple of minutes, she reaches an area where she can stand. Carefully, she pushes herself up as she tries to let her eyesight adjust to the dark. There seems to be a pale gleam in the distance. She makes her way towards the distant light, not paying attention to her surroundings. Suddenly what appeared to be a gleam in the distance, now starts to look more like eyes, two clusters of eyes surprisingly bigger than her own head.

Startled, she starts to move back towards the opening, still facing the two clusters. As she takes her fourth step back she feels something preventing her from retreating any further. Her hands and legs seem glued to what ever is behind her, the only thing that seems to not be tethered to one spot is her bare bottom.

He moves closer, as torches on the wall slowly come to life. One after another fill the room with their heated glow. Without even moving his head he takes in her appearance. She seems to be a young adult, perhaps just out of her teens. She’s shaking with fear as he approaches. Curly auburn hair trails down to cover her heaving breast, hiding them where the thin fabric can’t. Her large crystal eyes widen as she takes his form in. He seems to be a large spider with a human torso, two sets of arms and hands, and a strong appearance. His dark wistful hair grazes his shoulders as he moves looking her fully in the eyes. She can feel herself being hypnotized but cannot fight the desire she feels building in her. Her naturally submissive spirit and deep desire to be desired and loved come to the surface as his gaze fills her heart and soul.

“My name is Brian Longlegs, but you, my child, may call me Daddy Longlegs or Sir”. He barely spoke the words, but she felt as if he were speaking directly into her mind. “What is your name child?”

She gasps as she feels a cold leathery touch on her backside but is unable to turn to see what it is. “M… my name is Joseline… Sir…” she gasps as the leathery touch starts running up and down her cold bottom. “S… sir,” She stutters as the distracting sensations behind her are both odd and arousing. With one strong, firm, but kind hand, he reaches up and caresses her cheek.

“Are you cold baby?” He whispers in her ear. She nods as the leathery feeling starts lightly patting her bottom. “I can warm you up in several ways, young one. Some you will enjoy, even love. Others you will hate and despise with all your heart. For now, let’s start with a gentle and careful warming” He waves a hand and suddenly she is no longer bound to what ever was holding her. As she turns around to see what had held her trapped like that, the gleam of a sturdy spiderweb seems to dissolve faster than sugar in water.

Taking her hand, he leads her through an alcove into another area of the cave. “This my child is my home. If you choose, you may live here with me, but you must choose of your own accord, and only if you are willing to accept all the rules and consequences for breaking any rules. First, let me show you my home. The kitchen and living area is here. While I am naturally a carnivore, I fully believe in well rounded meals, so you can bet fruit and vegetables will be included with meals. I may be strict, but I am also reasonable. So, if you have a good reason to not eat something, we can compromise and find something that won’t be problematic but will offer the same nutrition.” She looks around, but it’s obvious she isn’t paying complete attention to what he is saying. “Young Lady!” he says sharply, catching her by the upper arm. He turns her to face him.