Ushi-Oni Kidnapping

It's still jarring to you.

The way the rope-like web slapped onto your shirt. The way you were reeled in like a fish, about to be gutted. The way she ripped apart the web with her claws in one swipe and ogled you like you were an expensive whore.

"My oh my, aren't you a cutie...?" She said, circling you. "So skinny, though.."
You tensed up defensively.
"Oh well I don't mind, the skinny ones usually writhe more..." She leered, showcasing a set of razor-sharp fangs that would put any dagger to shame.

From the look of the ominous red seal over her eye, the smooth green skin and the fuzzy arachnid lower body, your captor was quite clearly an Ushi-Oni.

You've heard some bad things about Ushi-Onis, the most prominent being how violent sex with them is.

Bad goes to worse, as tears well in your eyes. You've always been a bit of a crybaby back in your home village, something that you were never comfortable about. This could be a good thing right now, though, as crying in front of most mamono usually triggers a maternal response.

"Hm? Are you crying?" She chuckled. "Well, well, I've always wanted to ride a crybaby, to hear what their moans sound like while they're sobbing~"

Unfortunately, it seems like this plan will not work.
You try crawling backwards, away from her.

However, she grabs your arms and presses your hands against her large, soft, bare breasts, unwillingly sending a rush of excitement to your loins.
"Sorry, hun, if this was any other day I'd love chasing you, but right now, I really just wanna enjoy my catch..."

In one swift motion she rips your shirt in half and does the same to your pants. "Don't worry, I'll make some lingerie for you later..." She coos, licking her lips. You unintentionally sob a little harder, emitting out a weak plea for her to stop.


"Heh, that was a nice sound you just made," She brings her face close to yours. "I wonder how it'd sound if you screamed it out..."
With this, she lowers herself onto your shamefully stiff prick, coating it in slimy arousal.

"Are you ready? I know I am~!" Without warning, she lifts herself up and then slams back down onto you, bringing forth a creak from your hips. Fresh waves of tears cascade from your eyes with each bounce, every buck causing a new torrent of pain to wash over you, as well as an agonised sob.

Making out your captor's face through watery eyes, you could see that her expression is a lewd one of pleasure, very softly moaning through your weeping.

You try to convince her through sobs to stop by telling her that this is hurting you.
"Ah~! What? Mnh~!! It'll feel good eventually, trust me~!"

Soon, though, the pain does starts to mix in with pleasure, and your sobbing turns to choked whimpers and sniffles, being drowned out by the increasingly rapid wet slapping of your genitals slamming into hers.

And eventually, the pain is completely replaced by shameful pleasure, with your soft whimpers and pleas being overrun by muffled, involuntary moans.

But, then, your moans grow louder and whorish as your orgasm grows closer. Her bounces become quicker and shorter, until she's just grinding both of your crotches together until she cums, and squeezes your turgid erection with her convulsing nether muscles, leading you to orgasm, staining her mind and her cunt white with your cum.

She rests on your hips for a while, panting, while the pain ushered in by your session with her begins to burn, more clearly than before. You start to uncontrollably sob, the pain being too much for your frail body to handle.

She looks down, and sees that you're shaking and crying.
"Aww.. Come here." She picks you up, still leaving your member inside her, and wraps her arms around you in a warm embrace.

"I promise I'll be gentle next time..."

Your sobs grow softer as you return her affections. It felt shameful and sickening to be clinging on to your rapist so tightly and crying into her shoulder like this, but at the same time you felt safe and protected in her arms.

And, really, who else were you supposed to hold on to?