The Black Widow
Glenada had traveled on his horse, Atrax, for three days into the unexplored territory of Copper Toe. He was from the village of Oxford and was mapping a rout to the Kingdom of Shellmont to find an alternative way to travel instead of through the mountains. Glenada was getting hungry and he picked up the cantine full of water to take a sip. Atrax was getting restless and let out a loud whicker. The young gladiator could see that, but changed clothes and renounced his chest armor back on , but let his arms remain bare so he could catch the breeze to keep cool. It was near dusk and they traveled a few more miles through the forest where it was dark. The forest was much thicker than they usually were. It was as though they were guarding something. Glenda galloped through the forest to find a big house made of stone and brick. A big house with green roofing made of leaves and branches. It was two stories high with windows that held glass. “Who do you suppose lives here?” whispered Glenada as his horse let out a light grunting sound then a loud whicker.
Glenada stepped off his horse, tied it to a nearby tree branch and walked over to the front door. There was a bell made of gold with a sign inscribed: guests ring bell. A few minutes went by and after ringing the bell a young girl answered the door. She had black hair with grey eyes. “Hello,” said the gladiator. “is your mother home?” “Yes,” she answered with a smile. Then an older girl with black hair and grey eyes answered the door, “hello my name is Cora and this is my little sister Tara,” she answered. “My name is Glenada and I’m exploring this region of Copper Toe. I’m from the town of Oxford,” he said. Cora was quiet and looked at his mighty arms and tan skin. She looked at him with admiration. “Yes,” she began. “You must join us for dinner my mother is down stairs teaching my sister Malaria how to mend an incision, but I’m sure she would like you to stay.” “It wouldn’t be long. I would be gone the next morning.” “Ohh but I’m sure you would want to stay longer than that, Come in!” she insisted.
Glenada walked in to their home and straight ahead of him was fancy furniture made of wood with sewn pillows of complex design. He saw a fireplace and on the edge of the fireplace were life size human statues, one a man and the other a women made of wood. They were both naked and it looked like they were holding up the stone ledge full of stone and crystal knick knacks. “I’ll fetch our mother,” she replied and left Tara to watch their invited guest.
Scarlet was in the cellar with her daughter Malaria and they were sewing up a long cut into a man’s abdomen. She was teaching her daughter the value of patience and how to be Scarlet’s successor. As an apprentice Malaria learned the craft well that was bestowed upon her by the Black Widow Amazonians. “There dear you want the stitches small and tight so they can’t get out,” said Scarlet as she showed her daughter with each piercing of the needle. “Like that,” replied Malaria. “yes,” answered Scarlet as she clasped her hands together. “Once you get done you want to put this ointment on the wound so it gets nice and hard. Remember it acts as a sealant so that we can continue to pounce with him every night to increase our chances of expanding our community and his body heat will allow them to hatch. We still have five young healthy men alive down here to pounce on so we can afford to loose this one. Once he’s been eaten from the inside your sister will brush on the rest of the ointment on his body. Once he’s been hardened we can make him into a statue and place him somewhere in the yard for decoration and grow flowers.” Scarlet turned around to see Cora staring at her. “Ohh hi dear what news do you bring?” “We have another traveler here at the house.” she replied. “Oh, is he healthy?” Cora raised her shoulders, “I don’t know.” Scarlet looked at Malaria and gestured her to continue her work. “Well I guess we’ll have to see what kind of man we have,” said Scarlet as Cora led the way.
Glenada walked around the living room which was painted white with black spider webs and Tara watched him quietly. The gladiator could see the wooden floor was kept up and the furniture was white with gold tussels for trimming on the bottom. On the wall next to the stair case was a wooden desk with a shelving unit filled with silver figurines of men, dragons and flying horses. The site of crystals around the knick knacks caught his attention, but it shifted as he looked at the fire place and walked over to it. He could see a giant Venus fly trap on top of the ledge and two wooden statues. One statue was a muscular man and the other was a women. The expression on their faces revealed pain and it almost made his stomach queasy. “Well hello stranger,” said a voice. Glenada turned around to see it was a women and he guessed it was the mother. She was dressed in a plain brown dress and her black hair was tied back into a pony tail. The women was strange because the tone in her voice was like scratching a chalk board. Here grey eyes feasted upon him like a vampire and she licked her lips as she looked at his muscular arms. He would have enough energy and stamina to keep her satisfied and hopefully enlarge her community. “You’ve got quite a place here. Who built your house?” “Men,” she answered as she watched the gladiator walk towards her, “hi my name is Glenada and I’m exploring this region and I came across your home. I was wondering if I could stay here for the night?” “My name is Scarlet and you can stay for as long as you like,” she answered.
Glenada was directed to a room upstairs and the five daughters followed from behind. They were virgins and haven’t seen a good looking guy for quite a long time. Scarlet opened the door and let him in she looked at his buttocks and then at his arms. She began to smile as he turned around, “it’s a plan room, but it will do for the night.” Glenada smiled back and nodded, “it will do.” Scarlet nodded and closed the door, but the gladiator could see the five daughters were looking at him and it made him feel a little uncomfortable.
They grouped together to eat supper and Glenada could smell the rich aroma of chicken, potatoes with gravy, corn and beans. There was a knock at the door and Glenada answered the door to see it was Talia. She smiled at him with her grey eyes and black hair, “would you like to eat supper?” “Yes,” he answered as he joined the family of little women.
Glenada ate plentiful with the group of women and they enjoyed his company. Scarlet looked at him kindly and winked at him to see if he was interested in her, but all he did was smile at her in return to her affection. They talked about their history together and the house and the gladiator talked about where he was from. It got late and they retired. The warrior went to sleep early that night.
The Gladiator opened his eyes after hearing a loud moaning. He got dressed and got all his possessions in gear and followed the moaning to the basement. It was dark and he lit a candle that he had in his bag. He came across a door and peeked through the crack of the door and watched what was going on.
Scarlet was on top of a man, having sex with him, and having an orgasm. The man was pale and looked like he was in a lot pain. Cora and Malaria were watching as he waged his head back and forth and was screaming when something was coming out of his mouth. They were black widow spiders, the size of silver dollars and they began walking quickly over his sweaty chest and onto Scarlet’s body, She raised her arms up to the ceiling to an even bigger spider. “I give you this sacrifice Great Vega and give you the birth of your children and all I ask of you is to protect our home and expand our community.” The man was dead and she got off of him and let the Black Widows jump from her to the ground. “That’s how it’s done,” she began. “There purpose is to enable us to expand our Amazonian ways and increase our numbers. There not meant to be our masters or are equals. They are our dogs and that is there purpose,” said Scarlet. “We have the ability to have babies that can become men,” replied Cora. “Why is it wrong to have them?” asked Malaria. “Because my daughters they grow up to be men and they’ll try to run our lives and so you must kill them.” “Now we can wheel the other two beds around from this wheel and you can try.” Cora and Malaria nodded and looked excited to participate in the craft. They continued where their mother left off and began pouncing and thrusting their pelvis on the helpless two guys that were bound and chained. They swung back and forth and then quickly again as they began to feel enjoyment. Suddenly after hours of pouncing the girls began to see things move around under the guy’s skin. They paid no mind and were busy enjoying themselves. Both men began turning pale and were screaming in pain. “Stop, please I feel like I’m being eaten alive from the inside out,” spoke the man that was being pounced by Cora. “Don’t worry I’ll take perfect care of you when I turn you into a statue,” cracked Cora as the sweat rolled of her forehead and onto the man’s face. A few minutes went by and Black Widows began coming out of the two men who were going through convulsions. The baby spiders swarmed around both girls sweaty bodies and bonded with them. Scarlet was overjoyed and relieved that now both girls were accepted in the job of birthing the Black Widows that she wouldn’t have to worry about enlarging the community. Cora and Malaria got off the guys and began petting the baby spiders and listened to them purr like kittens. They jumped off their bodies and scattered to the walls and ceilings to get to the big spider up above.
Glenada had seen enough and turned around to come face to face with Tara the little eight year old girl. She stared at him with her grey eyes and was quiet as she saw him looking scared. Her mother told her that if any man was to be snooping by the forbidden door to let her know. Suddenly Tara let out a dreaded scream that woke the dead of night. The gladiator didn’t have the heart to slay her and ran upstairs and out the door. Scarlet, Malaria and Cora came outside the door in their robs to see the screaming child. “The man was watching through the door.” “Damn,” exclaimed Scarlet. “And I wanted to learn your teachings on him mother,” replied Malaria as they followed their mother to the entrance of the door only to find the mighty gladiator left and was long gone. Glenada was on his horse Atrax and they galloped through the woods like there was no tomorrow. They journeyed for the next couple of miles none stop until he realized that the Black Widow Amazonians weren’t pursuing him. “I’ll never make a pit stop to a house like that again!” exclaimed the gladiator. Atrax let out a loud whicker in agreement.
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The Black Widow
Ryan Keith Johnson
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