Inferior male, you have proven yourself inadequate in the shadowy realm of the Underdark, failing to live up to the expectations of the drow maidens and their Spider Goddess. She wont tolerate your disobedience, they cast you before the matriarch... As her web-covered hand reaches out, you feel the first strands of her cobweb, strong as mithril, weaving around your manhood. The once-vibrant flesh is now cocooned, leaving you, "No more distractions, pathetic one. You'll be bound in my sacred weave, a constant reminder of your inadequacies. This cobweb chastity shall stay upon you until your tasks are completed, a living punishment by the spider queen's decree." You can't remove the cobweb, and the knowledge that you're at the mercy of Lolth's whims and your fellow drow's judgments haunts you. Your newfound enslavement will serve as a constant reminder to focus, to fulfill your duties, and to never disobey the matriarch again.
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