“Wake up.”

The words cut through the fog in my brain, and I opened my eyes. I must have passed out when she’d mummified me. I opened my eyes, glancing around. I was in a large room, dimly lit by lanterns set in sconces on the walls.

“Mmmph,” I moaned. My lips were still sealed, and as I glanced down, I could see I was still wrapped in the thick, white webs, all the way from under my nose down to my toes, which were floating about a foot off the ground. I tried to turn my head, and I could barely move, but I could make out in the edges of my vision that I was in the center of a big web strung between two massive stone pillars.

Madam Arania came into my vision from behind the web. “There you are.”

I struggled, and I just jiggled in the web. She smiled patronizingly and patted me on the head, setting me to bouncing again. “You’re just in time. It seems that Lady Victory cares about her precious little girl.”

My eyes widened, and I struggled and fumed into my gag again.

“Good call, keep doing that. Just ramp up that helpless damsel in distress thing you have going for you. Really sell that you need her to do ANYTHING to save you.”

I tried to calm down. A door opened somewhere out of sight, and I tried to look around, inadvertently making myself jiggle in the web again. “There she is,” Madam Arania whispered in my ear. “Come on in!” she shouted.

I could hear footsteps coming down stairs. I would know those footsteps anywhere. The click of her purple four inch heels, an accessory I always thought impractical before I met her, and learned both that she loved wearing heels, and she had no problem kicking ass in them.

In spite of myself, I couldn’t help but call out for her the moment she stepped into view. “MMMMMEEEE!”

She didn’t even look at me. Her gaze lasered in on Madam Arania as she stood confidently in the door in full costume.

“Welcome, Lady Victory, to my humble abode. It’s not quite as luxurious as your place, but I’m sure you’d find my dungeon comparable.” One of her mechanical spider legs reached over and plucked a strand of web holding me, shaking me in my cocoon.

“What do you want?” Vee asked. She wouldn’t play into this bitch’s games. She’d just get right to business and rescue me.

“Oh, so much,” she responded. “Seeing some of your tastes has raised so, so many questions, and I would love to do so, so, so many things with you.”

Vee pointed a finger at me, still not looking at me. “What do you want for her?”

“Oh, her? This helpless little thing right here? Molly, I believe her name is?”

I studied Vee’s face, looking for anything, but her face was an emotionless mask. I could have been anyone in peril that she’d showed up to rescue because that was her job. “Yes, her.”

“Well, I’m more curious what you would do to save her.” The spider arm slowly started wrapping around my neck. “I mean, perhaps you don’t care that much about her. After all, you didn’t even leave your little girl with a babysitter when I found her.”

I know she probably had a strategy, but I really needed something for her as the metal arm tightened a little bit around my neck. Any sign that she cared about me.

“It doesn’t matter who she is, you know I’m not going to let you hurt an innocent civilian. Just tell me what you want.” That stung. I’d been trying to tell myself she had a plan, but I’d like to think I was more than just an innocent civilian to her.

“Ouch,” Madam Arania, said, the arm around my neck turning me head to her. “You poor thing. Well, it’s nice that she showed up at least.”

“Cut the crap,” Vee said, taking a step forward.

“Not so fast!” Madam Arania said, a mechanical arm swinging up in front of Vee while the one around my neck jerked tighter, forcing a muffled shriek from me. Vee froze in place. “You’re quick, but the second you touch me, this arm will constrict and pop her little head right off.”

Vee slowly held her hand up, palms out. “I’m not going to try anything.”

“See,” Madam Arania whispered, leaning in close to me. “She really does care about you, brat.”

I moaned, tears blurring my vision.

“Now you. Put these on.” Madam Arania tossed a heavy pair of metal cuffs to Vee. “Don’t worry, they’ll hold even a big strong girl like you.”

Vee didn’t take her eyes off her nemesis as she clasped the big hunks of metal around her wrists. “Now what?”

“These too, on your ankles.” They repeated the process with similar cuffs around Vee’s ankles. “Much better. Now, arms behind your back.” Vee obeyed, standing there expectantly waiting for Madam Arania. The villainess took out a little remote and pressed a button. A loud whirr filled the air and then a heavy clank as the wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs slammed together.

Thrown off balance by her legs crashing together, Vee toppled forward. The whirr got louder as she tried to bring her arms forward to catch her fall, but the cuffs held, and she fell flat on her face. She was quick to roll over and throw herself back up to her knees, but as she popped up, she revealed the look of surprise on her face.

“I know you like to keep just how strong you are a secret, but I made sure those are well past your ability to break free. The harder you pull, the stronger they get.”

Vee glared up at her, and the she managed to nimbly hop back to her feet. “Now what?” she asked.

“So defiant.” Madam Arania let go of my neck and sidled over to Vee. “I’m going to really enjoy—”

Vee crouched and sprung, moving like a human missile straight at Madam Arania, head first.

I didn’t even have time to silently cheer behind my gag before Madam Arania moved, her mechanical spider legs shooting out and springing to action with the same incredible speed Vee moved with. She fell back and the legs caught her, skittering out of the way before grabbing her and pulling her out of the air and right over Madam Arania’s lap. “This is a very familiar position. I much prefer to be on this side though,” she hissed.

The cuffs whirred louder and Vee strained; I could see her muscles popping out from exertion, but the cuffs held her, and the villainess maintained her position, the mechanical legs supporting them both and holding Vee in place. “Is this how you like to punish naughty girls?” Madam Arania asked, running her hands up the back of Vee’s smooth, powerful legs.

“Enjoy your moment,” Vee spat.

“Oh, I will.” Madam Arania brought her hand up and then back down with a loud smack as she spanked Lady Victory’s upturned butt. Vee kept silent, but I couldn’t help but utter a little shriek. The villainess looked over at me and smiled. “Don’t worry, her super butt can take a lot more than yours.” She leaned in by Vee’s ear and whispered, “and I saw how hard you spanked her. She can take some punishment.”

“Do your worst, bitch.” Vee said.

“Be careful what you wish for,” Madam Arania said. One of the hands reached over to a shelf and came back holding a thick wooden paddle.

I wanted to look away, but I was stuck staring right at it. I could have closed my eyes, but every time I tried, what I imagined happening every time I heard the paddle connect was so much worse, and I opened them again.

Vee stared at the floor in front of her, silent, stoic. Her quiet resilience only seemed to spur the villainess to strike harder, the paddle a blur. “I see your pain tolerance is as strong as you are,” she finally said. She was visibly winded from her exertions, and as she leaned back, I could see that the backs of Vee’s thighs were beet red from the beating she’d received, but she hadn’t made a sound, hadn’t flinched once.

“Like I said, do your worst.”

“I’m just getting warmed up,” she replied, dumping the super heroine on the floor as she stood up.

“I can take whatever you can dish out.”

“Oh hush.” One of the spider arms reached down and fired webbing directly into Vee’s mouth.

“Mmmmph!” she cried out in surprise, trying to roll away, but the other arms grabbed her as the first arm finished filling her mouth with the sticky stuff and then wrapping more tightly around her head a few times until, like me, she was sufficiently gagged.

“No one likes that self righteous heroine bullshit.”

Vee glared up at her, but she kept silent.

“Is this doing anything for you?” I mumbled quietly into my own gag as she stepped back over to me. “Seeing your mistress just as helpless as you?”

I tried to shake my head, but the webbing wouldn’t let me. She chuckled, the spider legs grabbing my chin and tilting my face towards hers. “If I pulled away the webbing, what would I find?” Her actual hands traced the synthetic cocoon around my pelvis. “Are you getting wet, watching your mommy get a spanking just like she gave you?”

I couldn’t take my eyes off of hers. I was terrified, but I’d be lying if I wasn’t a little excited.

“Mmmm hmmph!” A sudden burst of struggling and gag talk from Vee drew the villainess’s attention away from me.

“I know,” she said, moving back to Vee and stooping over her. “No-one likes it when their sub starts getting dominant thoughts. Is that why you keep her in diapers and treat her like a little baby? To make sure she stays in her place?”

Vee squirmed and struggled again.

“Perhaps we’ll see how you like it. Does your supernatural tolerance extend to humiliation?” She turned to me. “What do you think? Do you want to see mommy here back in diapers too?”

Again I tried to shake my head, to no avail.

“It would serve her right.” Madam Arania was right back at my side, whispering in my ear. “After all, if she hadn’t left you like that, I never would have captured you, and none of us would be in this situation, now would we?” She kissed me on the cheek right above the webbing plastered to my face. “We’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

She laughed at her own joke as she turned back to Vee, her spider legs scooping up the helpless heroine and throwing my failed rescuer over her shoulder. “I found all sorts of fun things at your place,” she explained to her newest captive as she carried her off.

I knew what she was trying to do, attempting to turn me against Vee, to shatter my faith in her. But Vee hadn’t done herself any favors. She hadn’t even looked at me once. Declaring me no better than any innocent civilian she’d deign to save from a devious, kinky super villainess. And it was her fault I had been captured. Madam Arania had proved that she would have had no trouble capturing me had Vee not left me all tied up for her, but at least if I’d been free, I could have maybe hid. I could have called Vee and told her that her house had been broken into by a super villain, and then she could have showed up and turned the tables on her! But no, Vee had to regress and punish me, and now she was going to pay the price.

A vindictive part of me was actually excited when I heard Madam Arania’s footsteps coming back. I immediately felt guilty. I should have been hoping for Vee’s confident footsteps, coming back to rescue me after she’d broken free and beaten that spider loving bitch. Instead I was treated to that spider loving bitch coming back, pushing in front of her an oversized stroller. I’m sure Madam Arania looked incredibly smug, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Vee. Madam Arania had stripped her of her costume, all except for her boots and her cape. Her hair had been done up into pigtails. My own pacifier gag was strapped in her mouth, and spilling out from beneath the plastic guard were what I presumed was Vee’s costume bottoms; I recognized the purple and white latex material. She also had my bib, with the minor addition of ‘super’ written in marker above the ‘naughty brat’. Her full, perfect breasts were bared, her dark nipples were engorged, each bound and tied off with a tight pink bow. And then there were the diapers. I had thought that my triple diapering that Madam Arania had subjected me to was thick, but she was taped into at least twice that, her thighs spread wide by puffy, bulky padding. Her ankles were still restrained by the metal super cuffs, and I assumed her arms still were likewise bound behind her back. And she kept her gaze straight ahead, still not even looking at me.

“How does she look?”

Even if I could speak, I’d have been speechless. It was hard to picture her as the confident super heroine who had shown up at to rescue me, in her sexy, empowering costume, all strong and bold. I couldn’t tell if the pink tinge in her cheeks was from actual embarrassment or if Madam Arania had done her makeup, but it was cute. I could almost understand her appeal in seeing me like that. She just looked so small and helpless and dependent.

“She put up a bit of a fuss, but once I got that well spanked tush back in diapers, she settled right down,” she cooed.

“Grrrmmm hmm mmph,” Vee complained into her gag, and the whole stroller rocked as she struggled, but her restraints held.

“Awww, don’t be like that. They were all your things.” I hadn’t even seen the stroller before, but it was not surprising that Vee had it. Again I wondered how many girls like me Vee had had before she met me. Did any of them find themselves in situations like mine? Did Vee care about them when she showed up to rescue them, or were they more innocent civilians to her?

Madam Arania parked her stroller right in front of me, and then her spider like appendages popped back out. I cringed, but she merely set about plucking my helpless, cocooned form from the web. She held me aloft, bringing me right up in front of her face.

“I guess I can’t call you ‘Naughty Brat’ anymore. It suits her more than you anyways. Well then, Molly,” she smiled, two of the appendages reaching up and pealing the webbing back from over my mouth. “What do you think?”

“I, I’m sorry Vee,” I said. She spun me, tilting me so I looked directly down at her. Vee kept he eyes fixated on the wall in front of her, refusing to acknowledge any of her current situation.

“Are you?” she whispered in my ear. “She’s certainly not. She looks pretty upset. Resentful even. All dressed up in the things she meant for you. But it’s not your fault,” she cooed. “She brought this on herself, not that the proud Lady Victory would ever admit it.”

I shook my head. “It’s not true. You did this.”

“Yes, but you, see, I’m the bad guy. This is what I do. I will always sow chaos. It’s her job to stop people like me, and protect people like you. And look at her now.” I did. There was nothing heroic about the big baby in the stroller under me. Her efforts to look stoic just came off as the look of a pouty, grumpy little girl who wasn’t getting her way. “She failed.” I could feel her lips on my ear as she leaned closer, whispering quietly, “And she blames you.”

“No! No she dommph!” Madam arania cut me off with a hand pressed tightly over my mouth.

“Shhhhh. Shh shh shh,” she shushed me as I raved into her palm. When I settled down, she removed her hand, but before I could say anything one of the spider legs plastered a fresh layer of sticky goo over my lips, gagging me again. The legs spun me back around so I was facing her, and one of the legs pointed at my throat. I whimpered, freezing as a pair of little scissor-like blades popped out from the tip. “Relax,” she told me. “Don’t struggle.” I fought to hold myself still as it began to cut down through the webbing surrounding me. More limbs started grabbing the edges of the now split cocoon and peeling it back, unwrapping me from my sticky, hot prison. It clung to my flesh, pulling off like some of the strongest duct tape Vee had bound me with. I cried out into my gag in pain as it felt like my boobs were going to be yanked off with it. I was very grateful Vee had gotten me laser hair removal though.

“My my. Someone was getting all kinds of hot under there.” I tried to shy away as she reached between my legs. I tried to look over my shoulder down at Vee, to see if my molestation at the hands of our captor had gotten any sort of reaction out of her, but Madam Arania grabbed my chin, keeping my gaze locked on hers. “Don’t worry about her. Unless of course, you were enjoying the view?” She raised an eyebrow. It was a trap; she would take me looking at Vee as an admission that I liked what I saw, that I enjoyed seeing my mistress all tied up and helpless and infantilized. Maybe I did, a little bit. Regardless, when she let my chin go, I couldn’t help myself, and I turned to look.

Vee’s eyes were still fixed straight ahead. Madam Arania ripped the last of the sticky cocoon from my naked body, and she spun me back around so I was suspended in her grasp over Vee. Her actual arms wrapped around my body, grabbing my breasts. I moaned as she rolled my sensitive nipples between her fingers. “Does she ever let you domme her?” she asked in my ear. “All those toys she has, does she ever let you use them on her?” I stared down at Vee, my mistress. No, she’d never let me domme her. I’d never even considered it. She was always in control, and I thought I was a natural submissive, but now, as I looked down at her, all cute and helpless, I considered for the first time having her under MY control. Me tying her up. Her over my knee. Me taping her in diapers and leaving her to lose control and soil herself like a baby for acting like a brat.

“It’s not fair, for her to always be in the driver’s seat. Look how much better she’s suited to be seated in her little stroller,” she whispered in my ear. Her hands dropped from my breasts, moving down between my legs. “Would you like to play with her?” Her fingers played along my slit, opening my moist folds, finding my button. “Would you like to punish her?”

I nodded as I moaned into my gag. Still Vee refused to look up at me. She couldn’t even acknowledge that me, her little sex pet of the month, was on board with her kidnapper’s plans to humiliate and torture her. She infuriated me, and I really, really wanted to punish her for it.

Madam Arania set me down, holding me steady as I got used to standing on my own too legs again. As she released my hands, they were drawn like magnets to my needy pussy, but she grabbed my wrists, holding my hands back. “Ah ah ah. You’ll have to earn that.” To ensure I behaved, a spider leg encased my crotch in a layer of webbing. I wanted to whine and complain into my gag, but I remembered that I wasn’t the one who was a bratty little girl. No, that title was reserved for Vee at the moment. I looked up at Madam Arania expectantly.

“Would you like to give Baby Victory a spanking?”

My eyes widened. I hadn’t expected to be given the opportunity to actually do something to Vee. I wasn’t sure I could actually do that, even if part of me kind of wanted to. What would Vee do to me if I did spank her, assuming we ever got free? Maybe she’d just ditch me as soon as she got free and rescued me. Maybe she wouldn’t even rescue me, just leave me here in Madam Arania’s clutches.

“You know you want to,” she whispered seductively.

I nodded, moaning affirmatively. Madam Arania had already proved she couldn’t hurt her. And I was just as much a captive as Vee, I was just humoring our captor.

“I thought so.” Her spider limbs reached down and picked up Vee out of her stroller. Vee put up a brief struggle, but Madam Arania quickly had her bent over, her thickly diapered butt up in the air and ready to be spanked. Her thighs were still pink from her previous spanking. “Go ahead. She’s been naughty. Punish her.”

I stood over her, my mistress, my hand held high. I’d struggled before when we’d played. She liked it when I fought back sometimes, and I’d taken a swing at her, but she’d always managed to easily subdue and restrain me at my wildest. I’d never actually struck her before. And now here she was, helpless before me. Madam Arania shook her captive, making Vee’s wiggling, diapered rump a more appealing target.

I brought my hand down. It smacked lightly against her thick diapers.

“You can do better than that. She probably couldn’t even feel that through all that padding.”

I brought my hand back and struck her again, harder, my palm sinking into the pillowy diapers.

“Come on, she’s been so naughty. Punish her!”

I furrowed my brow and struck harder.

“Doesn’t that feel good?”

It did feel good. I was smiling beneath the webbing over my mouth, and I spanked her again and again. I struck lower, hitting the unprotected backs of her thighs. The sound of my palm against her flesh was deeply satisfying.

Madam Arania crouched in front of Vee’s face, and leaned in close. She was whispering in her ear. I couldn’t make it out, but I could imagine, her seductive voice, telling Vee that she deserved this, that this was for her own good, that she was a naughty brat, and she needed to be spanked and kept in diapers!

Stinging pain in my hand finally forced me to stop. I held my throbbing palm in my other hand, the gravity of what I’d done sinking in. I’d just spanked Vee. And I’d loved it. I’d lost control, and spanked her ass until I thought my hand would fall off. I reminded myself that I hadn’t actually hurt her.

Madam Arania pulled Vee up into an upright kneeling position and turned her around to face me. For a brief second our eyes met before she looked down, and I saw in her eyes that I had hurt her. Her cheeks were flushed with shame. I hadn’t physically hurt her, but I had betrayed her. I’d sided with our captor to humiliate and abuse her.

“Awwww, is Baby Victory sorry? Did you learn your lesson?” our captor asked, grabbing Vee’s chin and forcing her to look up at us. It was my turn to be unable to meet her gaze.

Madam Arania grabbed my hands, examining red, throbbing spanking hand. “You really went to town. It felt good, didn’t it?”

I shook my head, looking down at the ground. “You can’t lie to me. I know you enjoyed it.” As bad as I felt then, she wasn’t wrong. “I think you’re ready for an upgrade.”

I looked up at her, raising an eyebrow. She went over to a shelf and came back with the wooden paddle. She dangled it in front of Vee’s face, rubbing the edge along her cheek before she held it out for me. Vee kept her eyes glued to floor, but I could feel her watching me out of the corner of her eye. Watching and waiting to see if I would take the paddle and spank her again.

“You know you want to.”

I held out my hands, taking the handle. It was heavier than I expected. It was heavier than anything Vee had ever used on me, that’s for sure. I knew she could take it physically, but the heavy paddle seemed like a manifestation of my heavy guilt. And I was about to bring it to bear again.

Madam Arania turned away from me and knelt back in front of Vee. “I’m still just getting started with you.”

I looked from Vee, to the paddle, to the back of Madam Arania’s unprotected head.

I swung. I raised the paddle above my head and brought it down with all my might. I closed my eyes, unable to watch as I tried to brain our captor with a spanking paddle.

The paddle connected, but it didn’t feel right. I tentatively opened one eye.

“Bold move,” Madam Arania said. Her mechanical spider limbs were holding the paddle back, inches from the back of her head. She slowly turned around as her limbs plucked the paddle from my grasp. “I empower you a little, and you think you’re ready to try and take me on. I’m proud. But you’re not there yet.” She grabbed me, and forced me down to me knees in front of Vee. Her spider limbs grabbed my arms and pulled the behind my back and webbed them up. She took the paddle in her hands, swinging it around. It whooshed as it soared right in front of my face. I shrieked into my gag, and there was a whir from Vee’s special cuffs as she strained against them, lunging forward.

“Oh, so you do care about her,” Madam Arania grinned, her limbs grabbing Vee and holding her back while they webbed her legs down to the ground. She forced us both down on our faces on the ground, our butts up in the air. “Maybe you’ll feel this then.” She spanked me with the paddle. I screamed so hard the sticky webbing started coming undone from my lips. Vee looked at me, screaming into her own gag as she fought her bonds. There was hurt in her eyes, but there was pity and anger there too. I wanted to do something, to somehow communicate to her that I was sorry, sorry I’d gotten her into this, sorry I had spanked her, sorry she had to watch me get spanked by this monster. But my ass exploded in pain again and I could only scream. I can take a spanking, but the paddle she was wielding was a weapon, and she was holding nothing back. I had no diapers to protect my poor butt, and I could only scream and cry while she laid into me.

“How does it feel, Baby Victory? Watching while I dominate and punish your little fuck toy, and you’re just as helpless as her, tied up and diapered?” Madam Arania cackled while she wailed on my bare ass, over and over, harder and harder. Vee struggled and thrashed in front of me, drool coming down from under her gag. My face was stuck to the floor from my gooey webbing gag, keeping me glued in place while I screamed my lungs out.

I was given a brief reprieve while she went back to spanking Vee, forcing me to watch. She still took it without flinching, and it gave me a small breather, but then our captor was right back to focusing her attention on me, and somehow it seemed I had forgotten in those short seconds just how much that paddle hurt. She punished us both, taunting and mocking us the entire time, but I couldn’t even understand what she was saying, so engrossed I was in my own pain. At some point, I blacked out.

I know Vee wasn’t so lucky.