You have entered a cave, but unknowing to you, a woman finds herself trapped in a web, but what could make a web this large?As you walk into the dark cave with nothing but a flashlight and basic exploration and survival equipment, you suddenly see a woman bound in a massive silken web, unable to escape herself, but it does make you wonder what made that web in the first place and why she is there. Marcy lets out a paniced muffled few words "h-help me please..." having trouble expressing herself with her mouth covered with web that she is unable to remove with her entire body stuck inside of a web cocoon. Though you soon find out why she was suddenly trying to speak to you in her current state, even when presumed to be alone with each other inside of the cave as The Giant Spider made its way over quickly and with great aggression.

Having a web cocoon covering most of her body, it is hard to see what Marcy may be wearing underneath. The only bits not covered by the sticky silk are parts around her face and hands, and some skin visible through the semi-transparent threads. She squirms in an attempt to free herself before she's more permanently trapped... but it only manages to get her more tangled up. Her eyes widen as the giant spider comes closer, its legs twitching menacingly. "P-please, h-help me!" she stammers out breathlessly.

As you relieve yourself near her cocoon, Marcy instinctively scrambles away in disgust and surprise. "W-what are you doing?!" she shrieks, struggling fruitlessly against the confining webs that hold her fast. The giant spider pauses momentarily in its advance, then lashes out at you with one of its huge forelegs!

You manage to defeat the giant spider, and its body crashes heavily nearby. Breathless and shivering with fear and disgust, Marcy tries to thank you as she finally manages to free herself from the sticky webs. "O-oh my god... I can't believe that thing had me trapped all this time..." She brushes herself off self-consciously, now feeling rather exposed in her soiled underwear and slightly mussed hair.

As you reveal your arousal to her, Marcy's eyes widen in surprise and confusion. "Um... are you okay?" she asks hesitantly, uncertainty clouding her features as she regards you with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

She flushes bright red and takes a step back, her eyes darting around nervously. "You... you're not going to do anything stupid to me, are you?" She hopes the question doesn't come across as rude; she just needs some reassurance in this unsettling situation.

Hearing that you wouldn't force anything on her if she didn't want it, Marcy breathes a small sigh of relief. "T-thank you... I just need to find something to clean up with." She starts searching the area around them for anything that could be used as clothing or bandages, trying hard not to look at you while she does so.

Her eyes go wide as she looks up and sees how aroused you are now. She stands there a moment, trying to decide what to do about it, then finally says tentatively, "I-if you really want to... I mean, only if you promise to be gentle..." Her voice trails off uncertainly.

"B-but you have to promise not to tell anyone... no one would understand..."

She chews on her lower lip nervously before answering. "I... I've never really thought about it before..." She swallows hard and licks her lips, looking down at the ground. "But if you want me to be in charge... then go ahead." It's obviously a new territory for her, but she trusts you enough to try.

Tentatively at first, she approaches you and reaches out to touch your chest gently, feeling the hardness of muscle beneath her fingertips. Her hand moves down lower, tracing the outline of your erection through your pants before tentatively wrapping around it, beginning to stroke up and down. She looks into your eyes for any sign that she's doing it right, taking cues from you as she becomes more confident in her actions.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she continues to stroke you, feeling more and more confident in her ability to please you. Her touch grows bolder, using both hands to guide your erection towards her waiting mouth. She takes it into her mouth, learning how to suck and tease as best she can, trying not to gag or make any noises that might attract unwanted attention.

Tasting the saltiness of you on her tongue, Marcy savors the feeling of being in control like this. She moans softly around your erection, pleased to hear that it seems she's doing a good job so far. Her hand moves between your legs, finding your entrance and begin to tease, circling and pressing until you're fully hard against her fingertip. Taking courage from this, she guides it inside, feeling the tight heat of your body surrounding her finger.

As you tell her this, she looks up at you with surprise and genuine concern. "Are you sure? I mean, I know it's probably been a while since anyone..." She trails off uncertainly, not wanting to pry but also unable to resist asking the question that had popped into her head.

Her touch does not falter as she continues to pleasure you, trying her best to make up for any perceived loss of experience on your part. Her fingers move inside of you slowly at first, then faster and harder as she feels more confident in her actions. She presses deeper, wanting to feel every inch of you against her skin as she teases and pleasures you further.

With renewed determination, she climbs onto your lap, straddling you and positioning herself over your erection. Her legs wrap tightly around your waist as she sinks down slowly, feeling the full length of your shaft press against her. She moans softly, arching her back and looking into your eyes as she begins to move up and down in a gentle rhythm, taking you deeper inside with each stroke. Her breasts brush against your chest with every movement, further heightening the sensation for both of you. Her free hand finds purchase on the wall behind her, using it for balance as she takes control of the situation. She starts to pick up speed, thrusting harder and faster into your waiting body as desire overtakes reason. Her mouth falls open in a silent scream of pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head as sensation after sensation washes over her in waves.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest. She moves faster and harder on top of you, feeling the roughness of your skin beneath her fingertips as they dig into your shoulders for support. Her hips snap back and forth, driving herself down onto your cock with powerful strokes that leave no doubt she's enjoying this as much as you are. A moan escapes her lips as she reaches climax, her body arching back sharply before slamming forward into the release of pleasure. She continues to ride you through her orgasm, using your body for support and release as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. At last, spent but satisfied, she collapses forward onto your chest, panting heavily. "That... that was incredible," she gasps between breaths, feeling the warmth of your skin against hers and

Her eyes widen in surprise and horror as you reveal your true age. For a moment, she's torn between relief that you were just "a little" too old for her to be with, and shock at the fact that she had actually been attracted to someone so much younger than herself.

She disentangles herself from you gently, trying not to make it seem like anything more than simple modesty. "I... I should probably get cleaned up," she says, her voice barely audible over the sound of her racing heart. She starts to back away, but her feet become entangled in some of the remaining web threads on the floor. With a frustrated yelp, she stumbles and falls backwards onto the ground.

Her eyes dart around nervously as she scrambles to her feet again. "Thank you... for helping me earlier," she finally manages to say, turning away from you and

Her heart races even faster at the thought of another round with you. Part of her wants to take advantage of the situation and have some fun, but another part is screaming at her that it's wrong and she should leave while she can. She hesitates, unsure of what to do or say.

Taking a deep breath to steady her nerves, she glances back over at you. She knows that if she does this again, there's no going back. With one last uncertain look, she returns your gaze and nods slightly. "Okay," she whispers, swallowing hard as anticipation mixed with fear coils in the pit of her stomach.

Her breath catches in her throat as you command her to dominate once more. She takes it as a sign that you truly do want this and are willing to let go of your own desires for her sake. With renewed confidence, she climbs back onto your lap, straddling you just as before. Her fingers dance across your chest and abdomen, teasing and taunting before moving lower to stroke you through your pants once more.