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You saw an opportunity. The night was dark, and the Queen's chamber silent. Surely she must be asleep. You start to wiggle your frame slowly back and forth as you work your way free of the snake Goddess' long, lithe tail that she has used to bind you.
The loops of heavy, strong coils slip from your shoulders, back and neck as you crawl carefully off the bed. You try not to make a sound. You are almost to the door.
You are reaching for the large, iron handle of the door when something seizes your ankle tightly. You look down, surprised, and see a single, emerald loop of coil gripping you tightly. You cry out as you feel yourself pulled helplessly back across the room and up onto the Queen Cobra's soft, downy bed.
Her sinuous tail coils quickly around your legs, pinning them together. Then she entombs your pelvis and middle and chest, squeezing down not hard enough to hurt, but enough to keep you her hopeless prisoner, and restrict your breathing to her will.
"Wait!" You cry, trying to wrestle with her coils as the tip of her tail loops smoothly around your neck. "M-my Queen, wait! I was only goi-mmph-!"
Your words are silenced as her tail slips over your mouth, then continues around the back of your head and just above your eyes so you can barely see between her powerful, shimmering green coils.
She lifts you entirely off the bed like a toy and rotates you in the air until you are face to face with her. You are forced to meet her eyes, and as soon as you do, your mind begins to melt. Her eyes spiral, lulling you into a sense of utmost contentment. In moments you don't remember why you were attempting to get away at all.
"Naughty little moussse." she hisses, her tongue flicks out and tickles your nose, "My playthingsss don't go anywhere without the bidding of their Queen. Ssstay here with me, little moussse."
You try and speak, to tell her that of course you'll stay with your goddess, but her tail tighens around you even more, nearly preventing you from breathing, let alone talking.
"I'm afraid you sssimply mussst be punished for your games, little moussse." She says as she lays you on the bed and squeezing more of the air from your lungs. "Now...worship your godesssss..."
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Decided to try something a little different for this one. Another POV of a slightly different sort. And of course I HAD to give a little bonus story. XD
This piece took 2:46 to complete.
BlueSky: styxiansailor.bsky.social
The site formerly known as Twitter: x.com/StyxianSailor
The loops of heavy, strong coils slip from your shoulders, back and neck as you crawl carefully off the bed. You try not to make a sound. You are almost to the door.
You are reaching for the large, iron handle of the door when something seizes your ankle tightly. You look down, surprised, and see a single, emerald loop of coil gripping you tightly. You cry out as you feel yourself pulled helplessly back across the room and up onto the Queen Cobra's soft, downy bed.
Her sinuous tail coils quickly around your legs, pinning them together. Then she entombs your pelvis and middle and chest, squeezing down not hard enough to hurt, but enough to keep you her hopeless prisoner, and restrict your breathing to her will.
"Wait!" You cry, trying to wrestle with her coils as the tip of her tail loops smoothly around your neck. "M-my Queen, wait! I was only goi-mmph-!"
Your words are silenced as her tail slips over your mouth, then continues around the back of your head and just above your eyes so you can barely see between her powerful, shimmering green coils.
She lifts you entirely off the bed like a toy and rotates you in the air until you are face to face with her. You are forced to meet her eyes, and as soon as you do, your mind begins to melt. Her eyes spiral, lulling you into a sense of utmost contentment. In moments you don't remember why you were attempting to get away at all.
"Naughty little moussse." she hisses, her tongue flicks out and tickles your nose, "My playthingsss don't go anywhere without the bidding of their Queen. Ssstay here with me, little moussse."
You try and speak, to tell her that of course you'll stay with your goddess, but her tail tighens around you even more, nearly preventing you from breathing, let alone talking.
"I'm afraid you sssimply mussst be punished for your games, little moussse." She says as she lays you on the bed and squeezing more of the air from your lungs. "Now...worship your godesssss..."
_______________
Decided to try something a little different for this one. Another POV of a slightly different sort. And of course I HAD to give a little bonus story. XD
This piece took 2:46 to complete.
BlueSky: styxiansailor.bsky.social
The site formerly known as Twitter: x.com/StyxianSailor
Category All / All
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File Size 515.5 kB
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