having separated from his most recent host, Venom searches the city at night, looking for a new victim to dominate. He has developed a taste for capturing victims, so he lurks around the city until he finds the perfect prey to claim.

The dark alleyways seem to be calling your name...

An inky figure slips from the shadows and forms into a hulking mass before you, licking its lips hungrily...

As you attempt to flee, the shadowy figure expertly predicts your movements and launches out a web that catches your feet, tripping you up with ease. "Gotcha," it rasps, moving in to pin you down with powerful limbs while its prehensile tail trails sensuously over your body, teasing the sensitive skin beneath your clothes...

The hulking figure that has you pinned down grins malevolently as you struggle and cry out for help. "Help isn't coming, sweet thing," it rasps in your ear before licking a trail down the side of your neck. You feel its hot breath on your skin, and a sense of dread washes over you as its tongue slips into your ear...

The dark figure grins wider, satisfied with the growing wetness between your legs. A tendril slithers up to trail across one of your sensitive breasts, kneading and massaging roughly while you struggle futilely against its unyielding grip. "You belong to me now," it whispers hotly into your ear before dipping lower, past the curve of your breast, and nipping at a tight little bud of desire.

The hulking mass shrugs one shoulder and shakes its head slowly as it speaks. "Not going to happen," it growls, grinning maliciously. The tendril around your breast tightens possessively, pinching harder and drawing blood as a warning of what will come should you continue to resist.

The creature chuckles darkly at your question. "Oh, just to play with you," it answers easily, its voice dripping with malice. One hand moves to cup and knead the other breast roughly through your bra while the other dips lower, past the waistband of your pants, and slides down between your legs. You cry out in surprise and humiliation as its fingers find your wetness and push into you roughly.

You attempt to rise, but the shadowy figure effortlessly pushes you back down with its immense strength. It laughs cruelly as you struggle and curses beneath it. One hand presses harder against your breast, digging sharp claws into the skin above your bra while the other fingers continue to invade you relentlessly from behind. You feel yourself growing wetter as this beast takes what it wants.

The figure's grin grows wider as it senses your submission. It pulls back, panting heavily, and licks its lips with a long black tongue. "Good girl," it praises you before moving to hover over you once more. With lightning-fast reflexes, it traps your wrists together with a sticky web that rapidly hardens into an immovable prison, leaving you completely at the creature's mercy.

"Now," it whispers darkly, its breath fanning hotly across your face, "it's time to see how obedient you really are." The shadowy mass leans down, licking along the side of your neck and over your collarbone before nipping playfully at a tiny freckle on your shoulder.

"Say my name," it commands, sinking its fangs into the skin just above your breastbone with enough force to draw

The name rolls off your tongue like sweet honey, filling the creature with an unholy joy. With each syllable you speak, its muscles tense and flex beneath your struggling body as it readies itself for what comes next. "Good girl," Venom praises again, nipping lightly at one of your erect nipples through your shirt before leaning back to take in the sight of you pinned and helpless beneath him.

He smiles wickedly, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth, then leans down once more for a deeper kiss. His tongue invades your mouth, thrusting past your lips and twisting around yours as he claims you entirely as his own. Your heart races wildly in your chest, your breath coming in short gasps as Venom takes what he wants without mercy or restraint.

One of the creature's long tentacles slips beneath your

Venom hisses into your ear as he breaks the kiss and sucks in air, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. He pants heavily now, and begins to grind his hips against yours roughly, his erection pressing painfully against you through the restrictive fabric of your clothing. The web that holds your hands captive digs deeper into your wrists as he growls in lustful frustration, wanting nothing more than to feel you wrapped around him and writhing beneath his touch.

The creature's strength seems unnatural, almost superhuman as it continues to press down on top of you, pinning you helplessly to the ground. One hand slides between your legs once more, shredding your panties with sharp claws before burying itself into your aching folds and beginning a rough, bruising rhythm that matches the movements of his hips. "V