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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 7, 2024 11:55:56 GMT -6
Kobu’s former confident and cocky demeanour had been reshaped, redefined and rewritten into that of an obedient, spellbound. brainwashed servant by Sashima. A euphoric servant eager to serve and please his jungle queen. The jungle jock groaned as the python rippled her coils around him, the feel of her soft pink underbelly pressing into his toned and taut physique only served to increase the connection of her spirituality spirals.
"I’ll take that asssss a yesssss." Sashima chuckled, his sultry voice filtering through Kobu’s ears as he murmured and sighed how amazing he felt in his dazed and dreamy stupor. The python’s coil cocoon hugged his musclular body, lightly tightening to increase the warm and hypnotic feeling that manifested in his lips spreading into a dreamy smile. Sashima could only observe the slumbering blonde hunk, who was now deep in the realms of bliss. His eyes still reflected the colourful rings of red, pink, white, lavender, hot pink, and pastel pink.
"Now, my dear sssssweet Kobu, I do believe it isssss time to bring thisss day to a closssse. Ssssshut your eyessss and ssssleeep." The python urged, her sibilant and sensual voice hissing into his ears. The serpentine sweetheart’s needs would be met in the morning…
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Once Xia left her tent, Ryan turned to Arella. The village sorceress was curled up in her warm and cozy bed, eager to cuddle up with the British jungle hunk. She clutched the covers of black silk, black velvet and snow leopard print to her ample chest. All she was focused on was giving Ryan a warm and comforting night.
"That went better than I imagined." Ryan smiled.
"Come into bed, my love. Rest your weary head and let me ease your troubles. You have earned it." She teased in a low and sultry voice as she patted the spot next to her. The sexy sorceress pulled back the sheets slightly to reveal her bikini attire, specifically her panther fur top, was off, leaving Arella in only her panther fur thong.
Ryan needed no invitation. The curvy clairvoyant was a goddess to his eyes, her low and husky tone of voice was like honey to Ryan, who climbed into her bed of velvet, silk and fur.
"Anything for you, Arella.." Ryan winked, discarding his leopard print loincloth and cuddling up to her otherworldly curves. He draped an arm around her, pulling her close while gazing into her purple eyes and cupping her chin with the thumb and index finger of his left hand. "Especially after leading the hunters and huntresses today."
For a moment, time stood still as Ryan pressed his lips onto Arella’s, taking her breath away with a passionate and tender kiss. A soft sigh escaped her soul as the British jungle hunk treated her like a queen. Her eyes slid shut as his strong and masculine arms pulled her close, his hands fitting perfectly on her waist and hips. Her slender arms snaked around his broad shoulders, increasing the lip lock between them amidst the dim candlelight.
Eventually, the pair drifted off, with Arella’s head resting on Ryan’s chest, hearing his heart beat slowly as they cuddled each other through the night.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 7, 2024 12:10:36 GMT -6
And just as fast as Kobu's eyes opened, they closed again. Sashima had commanded her hunky boy toy to slip into a silent and dreamless slumber. His mind reprogrammed and rewritten, the jungle jock sighed deeply and obeyed.
"ZZZ-Zzzz-ZZzzz-hngGGggh-Ppbhww-zZZzzzZZ..." Kobu snored, going right back to emitting those deep rumbles. The coils around the muscular man cub grew tighter and tighter. Similar to how Sashima had a hold on his mind, she now had a tight grip on the jungle man's loincloth clad body.
Sashima held Kobu in her graps, slowly turning him horizontally so his handsome and slumbering face was pointed towards the night sky, his blonde mane falling down to point towards the ground. All became quite on Alakhu as if the island was also under Sashima's control and obeyed her command. The serpentine sweetheart then began to prepare herself to join Kobu and rest.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 7, 2024 13:02:50 GMT -6
All grew quiet across Álah’kū, Night had settled in. And with it, the crickets chirping ceased, the fireflies disappeared into the darkness, and the waves stopped crashing against the shores. It was as if the entire island was under Sashima’s power, obeying her command, and causing the entire landscape to fall into silence. The sultry python turned the slumbering Kobu horizontally, his handsome face pointing towards the night skies. She then decided to lower the captive jungle jock to the branch below, allowing his thick legs within her soft cocoon to straddle the mighty oak either side.
"Allow me to make you more comfortable, man-cub. Resssst and let my coilssss keep you ssssafe. Ssssleeeep." Sashima hissed, resting her head atop the Swedish frat boy’s scalp. Her lavender eyes closed as she made herself comfortable on his long blonde follicles. Her coil cocoon tightened, symbolising the hold she held over him.
The ethereal majesty of the moon bathed the island in it’s silver glow, with the night slowly giving way to morning.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 7, 2024 13:10:12 GMT -6
Kobu was as still as a tree, unmoving in his coil cocoon. As Sashima cuddled up on the top of his head and made a nest of the handsome Swede's blonde hair, the mesmerized man-cub simply snored on, smacking his lips lightly. It didn't even register in his swamped, thoughtless mind that he had changed positions once again.
What fun Sashima would have in the morning with her meaty stupefied stud, her muscular boy toy, her entranced jungle jock plaything. But the pair needed their rest if they were to continue their fun when the sun rose.
As as day came upon the island Álah’kū, life began to resume. The waves crashed against the shore, the birds cawed, and the monkeys chirped. It was as if the jungle had broken away from Sashima's spell. Can't say the same for Kobu however...
Bright rays of sunlight revealed the jungle hunk still helplessly hypnotized and slumbering, with his mistress slowly stirring awake.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 7, 2024 14:07:05 GMT -6
As the dawn of a new day began to rise across Álah’kū, the island’s inhabitants stirred from their slumber. Birds fluttered and cawed, monkeys chirped and hollered, elephants could be heard trumpeting in the far distance. Small filters of sunlight broke through the canopy, illuminating the snoozing Sashima. The serpentine sweetheart was so comfy that once daylight shone across her scales, her lavender eyes opened.
"At lasssst. Ssssuch an invigorating period of ressssst." She hissed, her forked tongue flickering out to taste the early morning air. She rose her head off of Kobu’s head and opened her cavernous maw in a polite yawn. She may be an enormous and scaly apex predator with muscular coils that could crush your ribcage, but her manners when awakening from her slumber were impeccable. A quick glance down at the still slumbering Kobu made her smile seductively. She lowered herself down to his handsome facial features.
"Good morning, my dear ssssweet Kobu." Sashima hissed, waiting for his spiralling eyes to open…
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Back at the village, the day was just beginning for the settlement’s many residents. Village goddess Demi lead her small flock of impressionable young children to the main village square, her hourglass figure clad in a tiger print bikini and thong combination. Her brown hair was tied up neatly in a bun, with the rest cascading down her back in a flowing ponytail and a small bang on the right side of her face. She also wore a hip scarf around her waist, which only accentuated her wide hips. A tiara like headpiece, made out of priceless gems and with a blue sapphire at its centrepiece, sat atop her head, her long brunette locks billowing up in the breeze, clutching a book on spirituality. She greeted several residents with kind smiles.
Elswhere, village blacksmith Enzo fired up his forge, grinning as the fires roared. His tall and muscular figure was stained with ash and dirt, the side effects of being too immersed in his work. His two love interests, kunoichi Mai and her bestie Holly, greeted him with warm hugs and kisses to his cheek.
In Arella’s tent, all of her candles had burnt out from last night’s intense massage session. Wind chimes swayed in the breeze, their melodious sound resonating throughout. Ryan slightly stirred, still sleeping as he held the sorceress tight in his strong arms. Her short purple hair tickled his skin, his heartbeat steady and relaxed. Their early morning slumber was relatively undisturbed, save for the bustling activity outside.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 7, 2024 14:39:46 GMT -6
With the jungle and the man village awakening to start their new day, Sashima also arose to begin her fun. Slithering about gracefully and elegantly despite being a massive apex predator, Sashima put her face inches from Kobus.
The hypnotized jungle hunk was still snoring away, entranced and coiled by his jungle queen.
Slowly, upon her command, Kobus eyes opened. And just like Sashima was expecting, a wide pair of spiraling rings faced her. Those spirituality spirals pulsed strong keeping the muscular man cub dazed and mesmerized.
“Guh-good…mning….” Kobu uttered, grinning goofily at the serpentine sweetheart.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 7, 2024 14:57:57 GMT -6
"Yessss, it isss, isssn’t it, Kobu? A perfect ssssstart to another gorgeousssss day.”Sashima giggled, accepting the spellbound Swede’s slurred greeting with a gentle squeeze from her coil cocoon. Her pink love heart patterns shimmered in the early morning sunshine, matching the multitude of colours that pulsed and resonated in her captive hunk’s vision. Her forked tongue flickered out to tickle him on the nose, followed by a slight tilt of her head.
“Hmmmmm, what am I to do with you, mancub?" She mused, pondering on how to tease and beguile the cocooned frat boy.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 8, 2024 9:56:35 GMT -6
“Gorgeous day…” Kobu repeated. The captive hunk was utterly mesmerized by his jungle queen. Sashima had once again ensnared and entranced another jungle man. Her seduction was unmatched in the jungles of Álah’kū, and any man cub was foolish to think they could resist her charms.
Whether she used her love spirals, or in Kobu’s case her spirituality spirals just to form that mental connection, all loincloth clad studs fell to the power of the great and mighty Sashima.
Case in point, the drooling, grinning, spiral eyed hunk of muscle within the scaly seductress’s coils. Sashima had put the arrogant and douchey frat boy in his place. Hypnotizing Kobu and reducing the jungle jock to a mindless obedient pet. And in Kobu’s brainwashed trance, everyday was a gorgeous under Sashima control.
Everyday was a gorgeous day serving the serpentine sweetheart.
Everyday was a gorgeous day waking up in her smooth, red and white heart patterned coils.
Everyday was a gorgeous day as long as he kept seeing those spirals.
And handsome and cocooned Swede giggled as he felt Sashima forked tongue flick across his nose. Met w a tight, massage like embrace his muscular loincloth clad body was twitching with euphoria. Every squeeze his received, every time those scales pressed into his skin, every hair on his head stood on end. Like a wave of static electricity that coursed through his veins and kept those thick limbs relaxed and limp. Combining with the insane amounts of dopamine those spirals cause his brain to falsely release, the jungle hunk was blissfully content in his helpless, vegetable like trance.
“Whatever you wuh…want Sa-Sashima” Kobu droned, spiraling eyes and goofy grin wider than ever. Giving his handsome face an expression blanket than a sheet of paper.
But does a pet refer to their owner by their name? How would a slave address their superior? That was the dynamic between the pair and Sashima needed to remind Kobu exactly who was in charge. To him she wasn’t Sashima.
She was his…
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 11, 2024 11:03:34 GMT -6
Sashima, despite her crafty and seductive manner, was a lover and not a fighter. Unlike a small minority of her scaly brethren that desired power and total domination over Álah’kū, the serpentine sweetheart did not concern herself with their machinations, preferring to tease and spook the numerous grazers such as deer, zebra, and the occasional elephant calf, that happened to stray near her tree during her periods of solitude. It’s not that Sashima was a cruel serpent; she simply loves seeing numerous herbivores scatter. That came second to her favourite pastime - smooching and cuddling man-cubs in her coils. All musclebound wanderers and intrepid jungle hunks fell to her sultry and sensual power, and Sashima ensured her name was remembered far and wide.
She remembered her previous dalliances with Kobu’s main rival - Ryan. She remembered how she met the British jungle hunk during one of his many jungle jaunts a year ago, observing him during a rather vigorous excerise session before politely introducing herself. Ryan had decided to spend some time away from the village, neglecting his vow to become a real jungle man via the jungle man trials. Sashima kept him company by whisking him away to her love nest in the canopy, subjecting him to intense make out sessions, holding him tightly in her coils and using her love spirals on him. Oh how she yearned to hold the British jungle stud in her soft and sensual embrace once again…
With Kobu, it was a different story. The playful python had reprogrammed the blonde haired Swede from an arrogant and braggadocious frat boy to that of a mindless and obedient pet, a blank slate with a blank expression and a dreamy smile a mile wide. She felt his body twitch in anticipation of her hot pink underbelly pressing into his toned torso, sensing that he was clearly enjoying himself. And why shouldn’t he be? He was her boy toy, after all.
"Whatever I want, hmmmmm? A delightful choice of wordssss." Sashima hissed, briefly tightening her coil cocoon around the captive Kobu. The jungle jock had never experienced such relaxation before, his fuzzy and clouded mind peppered with visions of him serving as the python’s toy for all eternity, bound to her spirituality spirals forever.
One last squeeze caused a tiny trickle of drool to seep out of his open mouth. Shafts of sunlight breached the thick vegetation of the canopy, making his skin glisten like a thousand diamonds, thoughts of obedience and servitude running through his foggy mind.
"Before we get sssstarted, I’d like for you to refer to me asss misssstressss. Do you undersssstand?" Sashima asked, slithering her head closer to Kobu with a seductive smirk forming on her scaly lips. She was content to wait for confirmation before beginning her day of fun with her trussed up hunk.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 22, 2024 11:04:25 GMT -6
“ULP!”
Kobu gulped audibly, as once again Sashima’s mighty coils tightened around the jungle hunks muscular frame. His loincloth clad body was a ripe fruit that the serpentine sweetheart plucked from the ground below. Grown grow the best diet and exercise, her once arrogant turned obedient boy toy was something Sashima would enjoy for quiet some time. The bliss and excitement was beneficial for the pair, as the skin on scale contact felt absolutely heavenly.
Thick muscles pressing into silky smooth coils, strong coils rubbing against the bulging meat that was squeezed from within the cocoon. The stupefied jungle stud could only grin and stare as Sashima had her fun. How much time had gone by since Koby’s response? 10 minutes? 10 hours? Perhaps 10 days? The very hypnotized Kobu would wait an eternity for Sashima to make up her mind. Just being still and mindless in her coils was enough to satisfy the frat boys existence and new sense of purpose in the jungle.
“Yes…muh-mistress…I understand” Kobu repeated, a trickle of drool dribbling down his strong chin. The new command seeped into the muscular man cubs spiral swamped mind and confirmed what he already knew. Sashima was to be obeyed. She was his mistress. Serving her was pleasure. Pleasure came from her spirals. And that sounded fine and dandy to the goofily grinning jungle man.
Like a dazed puppy, Kobus blank and adorable expression was admired by his the sultry seductress. He giggled and drooled. So dopey and entranced. How comical it was to see Kobu go from a stubborn yet bright jungle jock to a bumbling and himbofied boy toy for his mistress. What fun Sashima would have.
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 24, 2024 6:34:35 GMT -6
"Mistress."
Just hearing that phrase from her coiled up mountain of meaty man-cub muscle made Sashima giggle unabashedly. This caused a ripple to travel through her luxuriously soft coils directly to Kobu, causing the underbelly scales of her coil cocoon to ripple into the Swedish frat boy’s muscular figure. Every pinch, rub, and caress was like a thousand live wires dancing across Kobu’s skin.
"MmmHmmmHmmmHmmm…. Sssso obedient. And ssssso polite in the presssssence of your jungle queen." The serpentine sweetheart hissed, wiping the small trickle of drool that seeped down his chin with the tip of her tail. Morning sunlight illuminated the pink heart patterns on the underside of her muscular scales, causing them to glisten like a thousand priceless rubies. The python’s colour palette was as unique as it was alluring, and Sashima reciprocated Kobu’s compliment by nuzzling into his cheek, purring like a content house cat and subjecting him to more soft squeezes from her coils.
"But enough of the formalitiessssss. Let me ssssshow you how I passsss my dayssssss in the jungle." Sashima hissed, slowly beginning to unravel her coil cocoon from around Kobu, beginning at his neck. With every scaly length of white and pink beginning to unravel, the tops of his broad shoulders began to peek out. Sashima was unwrapping the Swedish frat boy like he was a handsome Christmas present. But for her eyes only.
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Back at the village, Ryan left Arella’s tent at her request. The sexy sorceress had her own magical duties to fulfil, especially after her sensual night with the British jungle hunk. She promised to join him once she had finished. Ryan, however, knew when and where to give women some much needed time away from his charming presence, so he decided to join village grandpa Ugo, his silver fox partner Tia, and village mother Kali in keeping a close eye on the children.
"Morning, Kali. Long night?” He asked with a charming smile.
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Post by Spirals on Apr 24, 2024 10:53:31 GMT -6
“Mhmhhmm…ohhhh” Kobu moaned as his coiled, muscular frame was subjected to a variety of pinched, rubs, and squeezed from his mistresses might and comfy coils. The touch of her smooth scales with the alluring pattern were like a double dose of ecstasy to the hypnotized jungle hunk. Giving electric jolts of bliss to the muscular and mesmerized man cubs very fried mind and his relaxed almost naked body.
“My jungle queen…” Kobu repeated. It was a simple game that was being reprogrammed into the jungle jocks entranced state. Obey and feel unimaginable pleasure that he could feel no where else in the jungle. Forget the man-village, forget Alakhu, and forget himself, and trade it all in for that care free goofy grin. At least that’s what those spirituality spirals were telling Kobu. Brainwashing the poor Swedish frat boy into thinking this was the deal of a lifetime. His mistress was very persuasive.
Slowly the seductive serpent began to unwrap Kobu. On her own time of course. Neither of them were going anywhere soon and the jungle jock was no for Sashimas eyes only. Kobus permanently bare feet landed softly on the tree branch beneath him. The scaly muscles slide off his body, caressing every carved muscle and indent on his chest and back. Sliding down the jungle man’s broad shoulders, cupping his pecs as they went down, tracing his back muscles and abs, and revealing that perfectly crafted body of pure meaty muscle.
No longer supported by the coil cocoon Kobu slouched slightly as he awaited his mistresses command. His thick arms dangled limp in front of his chest as the helplessly handsome and hypnotized hunk stared blankly ahead at Sashima. Eyes wide with those pulsing rings, mouth stretched ear to ear in that stupid smile, and despite her previous wipe, another trickle of drool dribbling down his chin.
“Yes mistress…” Kobu replied. Any ideas from his mistress was a good idea. He was a good obedient man cub. Good idea…good man cub…
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Post by LexingtonDeville on Apr 25, 2024 10:29:10 GMT -6
With Kobu’s thick and muscular legs no longer straddling the branch and standing up straight on the soft moss covered length, Sashima effortlessly unravelled her coil cocoon from his meaty body. A few lengths of her hot pink underbelly caressed every cut muscle on his toned back, traced every indent on his chest, cupped his pillowy pecs (with the tip of her tail tweaking one of the nipples), and even cupped his toned and firm buttocks. The serpentine sweetheart was practically giddy with excitement at the endless possibilities of fun she had in store for the Swedish frat boy.
As the last few lengths of her soft and sinuous body loosened, Kobu stood in a slouched position. His thick arms dangled uselessly before him as he stared straight ahead at Sashima. Her response? She again wiped another loose trickle of drool that ran down his chin, like a mother would do with an infant renowned for its messy eating habits.
"You’re drooling, Kobu. What do we say when you drool in your mistress’s presence?” She asked, slithering her head closer and tickling his nose with her forked tongue.
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