Harlot's Web

Elodie came to the city to find something new. But she didn't expect to find someone like Yvette - and she's got surprises for Elodie like nothing she's ever seen before... Walking home alone at night in an unfamiliar place, Elodie has a chance encounter with a gorgeous woman - one who's all too happy to escort her. In fact, Yvette is an escort in more ways than one. Her specialty: bondage and suspension.
Two things Elodie's never experienced, but when Yvette offers her a closer look at the world's oldest profession, she jumps at the opportunity. Only later does she realize that she might be getting more than she bargained for. Yvette isn't just an escort - she's a six-armed spider-woman who loves to practice her trade on cute, naive girls just like Elodie. And now that Elodie's caught in her web, she's going to show this newcomer just how skillful and seductive those six arms can be!Read on for over 8000 words of bondage, femdom, and first time girl-on-monster-girl smut!Excerpt:"I thought perhaps you might like a demonstration, " Yvette said softly, and without conscious thought Elodie nodded agreement.
Then she colored again at her impetuousness. "I just don't know if." If what? The answer eluded her. Yvette looked at Elodie steadily, unfazed by her dithering. This close to Elodie, she smelled like cinnamon and cloves, with an undertone of something else Elodie couldn't identify. Her pale face was so intense that Elodie wanted to shy away but found she couldn't. Slowly, with fathomless calm, Yvette brought her hand up to cup Elodie's cheek.
She didn't resist as the long fingers settled over her skin. The warmth there must have been obvious, but Yvette said nothing. Still wearing that serious expression, she dipped her head until her lips brushed against Elodie's. Elodie closed her eyes. Her mouth parted of its own accord, inhaling the scent of Yvette. When Yvette pressed closer, their lips met and melded, red against pink, warmth merging with warmth.
A thrill ran through Elodie, a physical reaction that shook her from the feet up. She trembled under Yvette. Her body slacked, leaned against Yvette for support. It felt as if all that kept her from collapsing was Yvette's hand on her cheek, the light pressure gentle but nonetheless assertive. Yvette was first to break their kiss, pulling away with the same unhurried calm she'd used to initiate. Elodie's eyes fluttered open and found that Yvette's expression had changed.
Subtly, but nonetheless noticeably, her grave, knowing look now had the suggestion of desire. She blinked hard. "Um, " she managed, before collecting herself enough to add, "That was really nice."Yvette broke into a smile. "Oh good, " she said. "I thought I might have overstepped.""No! No, not at all!" Elodie said hurriedly. "You-you took me by surprise, that's all."She looked at her feet, but then, possessed by some inherent bravery, turned her eyes up to Yvette again.
"If you wouldn't mind. I would gladly like a demonstration."