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Dantus
>> #8395
Posted on 2014-01-19 22:27:12
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I just had to upload this one as soon as I saw it on FA. Femdom hypnosis according to the commissioner's tags and background story.

Background story (by solidness):
The burgundy coils tightened around him, sheer muscle with the power to crush him simply being used to hold him in place. He had been stripped by the naga of all his clothes, leaving his skin completely exposed to her smooth, soft scaled tail that held him so tightly it forced air from his chest. She was in completely control of his body wrapped inside her own.

It had only taken five coils to completely trap his body; two for his chest, which pinned his arms and wrists behind his back. These two were the thickest and heaviest, binding his chest tight to control just a little of his breathing. Three others were wrapped around his legs from the thighs down, pinning them together and completely immobilising him. The only thing he could move was his head, and only that from side to side.

She hissed seductively in his ear, whispering into it, commands for her new toy.
“Relax. Give in and serve me.” The yellow stripes on her tail aided her hypnotism of her toy, and her glowing emerald eyes had bent him to her will. “Relax into my coils. Let them hold you tight, let me take a taste of you. As he had been stripped, she had decided to keep him at the brink of pleasure by coiling her smooth, soft scales around his exposed erection. Time and time again the sensation would rise up and he’d let out a groan, only for her to lightly tease the tip and deny him release.
“Release is for good toys. You are a good toy, aren’t you?” The long, prehensile tongue would elongate the ‘S’ of every word while it flicked against his ear.
“Y-yes.” He would say under her spell. But release wouldn’t come just yet.

A squeezing of coils meant she was moving. Her upper body rose up off the highest coil that caught his upper chest and shoulders.
“Good toys also pleasure their mistresses.” The green jungle view was replaced with the dark red and yellow scales of her body, and the roundness that filled his sight belonged to her wide hips. Between two scaled ass-cheeks that were the size of his head, he saw a small, puckered asshole, and below that a thin strip of pink, almost highlighted against the darker scales. “Good toys, lick.”

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