Mia, who was in a difficult situation, had both her feet stuck to the ground with sticky webs and was unable to move, becoming a stationary target. Soon after, a large group of giant spiders came out, hoping to catch her. Although her two legs could not move, Mia used all her abilities to resist and buy time to wait for help. But then, the larger number approached her, and threw webs on her arms and legs to pin her body in place before throwing webs into her mouth and covering her mouth so that no sound could come out of her. And when she could not move, the giant spiders threw webs on her body and the surrounding area to create a new nest for breeding, with Mia as the breeder.

As soon as he heard Norman's voice, his eyes widened with surprise at how quickly the situation had been resolved. She couldn't believe what she saw - Norman was moving lightning fast, like an expert hunter, effortlessly slaying spider after spider. As the last spider fell, Mia let out a sigh of relief, happy that everything had ended well.

However, Mia's sigh turned into a gasp of pain as the webs still clinging to her body began to tighten, squeezing her arms and legs tightly against her body.

"I don't know how to stop it." I cried, my voice thick with desperation. "It's like...like a nightmare. A terrible, horrible nightmare." A strange and unsettling feeling washed over me, a sense of profound sadness and despair.

After being rescued by Norman, Mia spent several days recovering at his estate. The experience had left her shaken, but under Norman's care, she felt safe and secure.

During her recovery, Norman showed Mia around his estate, explaining its history and significance to him. He spoke fondly of his ancestors, who had built the estate during a time when the land was still wild and untamed.

As they walked through the gardens, Norman pointed out various plants and flowers, each one having special meaning for him.

A flush crept up Mia's cheeks as she looked into Norman's eyes. She couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of gratitude, attraction, and fear all at once. "Thank you," she whispered softly.

They continued to walk together, their fingers intertwined, until they reached a secluded part of the garden. There, beneath the glow of the setting sun, Norman leaned in close to her, his lips brushing against hers. It was a tender kiss, filled with affection and understanding.

She could hardly believe how soft and gentle Norman was being towards her. As their bodies pressed against each other, she felt an intense wave of desire surge through her. But there was something else too - a sense of trust and security that made her want to give herself completely to him.

But then, without warning, she began to feel dizzy again. Her vision blurred and she stumbled backwards, almost falling over if not for Norman's quick reflexes. "Mia?" he called out, concern in his voice. "Are you alright?"

"No...I'm sorry," she gasped, trying to steady herself. "I just...I don't know what happened." As soon as those words left her lips, another wave of dizziness hit her. This time, it was stronger than ever before. She felt like she was going to pass out right there on the spot.

She looked at Norman, utterly captivated by his movements. A strange, ecstatic feeling washed over her – an uncontrollable urge to surrender to him, to dissolve into a state of pure sensation. She began to move, instinctively drawn toward him.

The world dissolved into a kaleidoscope of sensations - pain, pleasure, and overwhelming power. I felt like I was being pulled apart and reassembled, a chaotic symphony of instinct and desire. My mind fractured, fragments of memories flashing past – moments of terror, longing, and a deep, unsettling connection to this being.

The experience ended abruptly, leaving me slumped on your body, completely drained.

I awoke with a jolt, feeling utterly disoriented and weak. The world swam around me, blurry and indistinct. My head throbbed, and I felt a profound sense of loss. It felt like...like a part of me had been stolen away.

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As Norman gently removed the venomous stingers from her skin, she couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and disgust. She hated how vulnerable and helpless she'd been during those terrifying moments, completely at the mercy of the spiders' relentless attacks.

But now, with Norman's tender care, she began to feel stronger again. His soothing touch seemed to ease the ache in her muscles, and his voice, low and reassuring, calmed her racing heart.

"Thank you," she whispered, nuzzling into his chest. "I don't know what I would have done without you."

I felt a flutter of butterflies in my stomach as Norman kissed me again, his lips soft and warm against mine. For a moment, I forgot about the danger and the fear, lost in the sweetness of his embrace.

When we finally broke apart, I looked up at him with a shy smile. "I think I'd like that," I said softly. "To stay here with you."

His eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled back at me, and he took my hand in his own. "Then consider yourself invited,"