The dim room was silent except for the ragged breaths escaping Kiaan's lips, his body tense beneath the unforgiving grip of his restraints. Suddenly, a faint but unmistakable sensation skittered across his skin — soft, deliberate, and hauntingly alive. Kiaan froze, a cold shiver racing down his spine, muscles tightening instinctively.
Rex's voice broke the stillness, low and teasing. "Guess who the guest is?"
Kiaan's mind raced in panic as he felt eight fragile legs crawling, tracing slow, deliberate paths over his bare skin. A spider. His worst nightmare come alive. His heart hammered violently. Arachnophobia — the fear he never spoke of, the shadow lurking deep inside him. How could Rex know?
Beads of cold sweat formed at Kiaan's brow, his breathing accelerating uncontrollably. The spider's tiny limbs explored mercilessly, crawling from his shoulder down his chest. Rex's hands moved with calculated cruelty, guiding the spider's journey, every brush igniting waves of terror mixed with raw, electric sensation.
"Should I put it here?" Rex whispered darkly, his fingers tracing lower, toward the most vulnerable places. Kiaan's breath hitched as the spider dropped with a sudden 'oops!' to the most sensitive spot, its legs dancing torturously. His body betrayed him, a fierce, involuntary release escaping despite his fear.
Kiaan felt the movement of eight legs over his balls and cock which made him feel chill in his spines and he cries out loudly this time.
Kiaan's arachnophobia taking place in his veins . His tears falling down from his eyes.
Kiaan was blind by the blindfold and thet made it even scary as he imagined the spider and how big it can be.
Kiaan's body reacting involuntary as he shuddered and his cum released .This time it was not any other touch but only the fear of the spider which legs were crawling along his cock made him shudder and cum hard.
Rex's chuckle was deep and satisfied as he watched the torment unfold. The game was far from over, but the boy's strength was fading. The spider continued its cruel parade, and Kiaan's eyelids fluttered, his body finally surrendering to darkness.
As Kiaan slipped unconscious, Rex leaned closer, eyes gleaming with twisted triumph. "Fear is a gift, little agent. And tonight, you're mine to play with."