The spiderling is so much faster than Lydia imagined it could be. She's seen them on the cathode tubes, of course, but the screens do no justice to what the creatures are truly capable of. As beautiful as it is deadly, the creature lazily bats Lydia's arrow aside, but Lydia is already running, and she would have made it, too, if not for the spiderling's webbing. It shoots out and entangles Lydia's legs. She falls hard, knocking the wind from her lungs.<br/><br/>Before she can react, Lydia is hauled upright. She struggles uselessly against the webbing, crying out in her frustration and panic to be away from the beast. The creature could easily haul her back to her lair and feed for days on her juices, if it was so inclined. Lydia would spend the rest of her days in an orgasm-induced haze, reduced to nothing more than food for the fearsome beast.<br/><br/>Metallic limbs deftly shred Lydia's clothing, leaving her quivering and naked. A couple of eye-cams find her. One focuses on Lydia's face, narrowing it's copper lens to bring the desperation and fear on Lydia's face to the masses. The other makes a slow circuit of Lydia's body, soaking in every curve, every shimmer and shake of her body. Lydia blushes fiercely, imagining all the faces watching her struggles. She tries to hide her face, but there is nothing she can do.<br/><br/>The spiderling binds her naked limbs and uses leverage to wrench them apart. In seconds she is completely exposed. Her tools and weapons hang just out of reach. Lydia closes her eyes, accepting her fate. The spiderling will do whatever it wants, and she can do nothing to prevent it.<br/><br/>If only she had kept running! When will she learn!