Kingdelerion - King Delerion

Gabriel Soto is hypnotized by King Delerion

Gabriel is a straight man who Delerion has been interested in for a long time, but the last time he tried to flirt with him he received an awkward rejection from the hunk. Now, with his new magical powers, Delerion will be able to carry out the plan that once failed him...

One ordinary day, Gabriel was in the hall of his mansion looking at himself in the entrance mirror just before going out to dinner with a girl he had flirted with the day before. At one point, a magical and barely perceptible projection of Delerion appeared in the hall. The dim light highlights the shadows on Delerion's face, while a bright, intense green flash emanates from his staff. This light is not accidental; it is the origin of his hypnotic power.

Delerion's projection disappeared and only the floating green light remained. Gabriel perceived that light in the reflection of the mirror, so he turned around, bewildered, and that was his big mistake, because he was completely hypnotized by the sorcerer's spell. His eyes, once full of life and distrust, are now empty, his mind completely subjected to the spell that surrounds him. His shoulders slump, his expression softens, as if all his strength had been drained. It gave the sensation that the house was deforming in an abstract and dreamlike way around Camilo and that floating light.

The floating green light began to move around the house and Gabriel, like an automaton, followed it. Gabriel's cell phone was in his room and it was ringing, it was the girl from the date who was calling him, but he did not listen, he could only follow that attractive green light, which led the man to the highest room in the house, and once there, that same light turned into a sculpture of a black phallus that shone with the same green glow.

Gabriel moved towards the phallus as he heard Delerion's voice inside him saying "Take the phallus. Take it now...".

The man obeyed and grabbed the figure, thus sealing the ritual and turning the hunk into a sexual slave forever.

In that instant the phallus disappeared and in its place the figure of Delerion materialized.

"Now you are at my service, you will be my obedient slave and you will do everything I order you to do," the sorcerer said.

"Yes, my master," Gabriel answered, completely hypnotized.

A malicious and surprised smile appeared on Delerion's face at the same time when he saw that what Maleficent promised him during the hard training was totally true.

The control is absolute, and Gabriel, who once might have tried to resist, is now under his power, a puppet whose invisible strings are manipulated by the young sorcerer. Everything that will happen from now on will depend solely on the dark designs of King Delerion.

Kaa and the handsome doctor

The news had been circulating everywhere in recent weeks. Newspaper headlines and television screens bore the same alarming message: “Giant snake hypnotizes its victims.” Authorities were at a loss as to how to handle the situation, as rumors spoke of a massive creature called Kaa, prowling the city, leaving a trail of men found in a deep trance-like state. Witnesses claimed to have seen the snake hypnotizing its prey with a gaze capable of bending even the strongest of wills. The media described its victims as helpless, trapped in a state of absolute submission after a brief interaction with the snake. Dr. Yazad, always skeptical of such stories, had dismissed the danger… until that afternoon, while he was alone in his office, a familiar reptilian presence made him doubt his skepticism.

Yazad sat in his office, exhausted but satisfied after a long day of work. His gaze wandered around the room, when suddenly he felt a slight shift in the air. A soft reptilian whisper echoed behind him.

“Tired, doctor?” a hissing voice said. Yazad tensed immediately, recognizing that voice.

“Kaa…” he muttered with some concern as he turned his chair slowly, trying to remain calm. In front of him, the giant snake watched him with a cunning expression, its eyes beginning to flash those characteristic hypnotic patterns he so feared.

“What are you doing here?” Yazad asked with a thread of doubt in his voice. He knew what Kaa was capable of. The tension in his body was increasing, though he tried to hide it.

Kaa let out a light laugh as he slid his body around the desk, approaching unhurriedly. “Oh, doctor… I jussst want to help you relax… You look ssso… tenssse.”

Yazad frowned, aware of what the snake was trying to do. "I don't need your 'help', Kaa. I'm fine."

The snake raised its head, coming even closer, until it was eye level with the doctor. "Sssure? Sssure enough to refussse a little moment of fun? You know... jussst a quick look..." it whispered, as its eyes began to shine more intensely, the spirals turning slowly but powerfully attractive.

Yazad closed his eyes tightly, resisting. "Kaa... I don't want to fall for your games. I don't need your control."

Kaa smiled, though with infinite patience. "No, it'sss not control I'm offering you... it'sss releassse. I jussst want to take that weight off your shouldersss..." His tail slid gently down Yazad's arm, wrapping around his wrist delicately. "Let me make you feel... light."

The doctor opened his eyes for a second, making the mistake of locking eyes with the snake. It was enough. Hypnotic patterns began to envelop his mind, confusing him. “No… I… I can’t…” he whispered, already feeling his will starting to weaken.

“Shhh… you don’t have to fight anymore… Jussst look into my eyes, Yazad… Let it all go away…” Kaa spoke in a soothing tone, as his gaze penetrated deep into the doctor’s soul. Yazan’s eyes, growing heavier, could no longer resist.

Finally, the doctor succumbed. His worried expression faded, replaced by a docile, empty smile. Kaa knew he had won.

“That’sss it… that’sss better, isssn’t it? Now… make yourssself comfortable…” The snake continued, as its tail gently coiled around Yazad’s body, caressing him gently, heading towards his legs, where it began to slide in a provocative manner.

Yazad, completely hypnotized, offered no resistance. His body was relaxed, immersed in an unreal peace, as Kaa caressed him without haste, enjoying the absolute control he had over him. The doctor, trapped in that deep trance, only smiled, his empty eyes reflecting the coils that kept him under the snake's spell.

"Jussst relax, doctor... everything isss fine now... There isss nothing elssse to do... jussst enjoy..." Kaa concluded, as his tail played freely, knowing that there would be no more resistance.

Kaa and Gaston

Gaston was in the forest of the kingdom, on his way to the house of a beautiful girl from the village whom he intended to seduce. His pride was palpable, and there was no doubt that he considered himself the center of the universe. From the shadows, a snake crept closer, its eyes already beginning to glow with a faint hypnotic glow. Kaa, the cunning reptile, had come in search of the hunter, not to hunt... but to recruit, since they had previously collaborated with other villains against the heroes and princesses of the Disney universe.

“Gassstooon...,” Kaa said, his voice dragging out the syllables as if the words were vines climbing the hunter's ego. “I heard that you're ssstill... the ssstrongessst on thisss ssside of the foressst.”

Gaston, without turning around, laughed disdainfully.

“Of course I am. No one can compare to me.” He threw the axe to the ground and crossed his arms, proud.

Kaa let out a meandering laugh, sliding down a nearby tree, his eyes already beginning to swirl, though still subtly.

“Ahhh, buuuut... what about outssside of thisss world?” Kaa asked, his tongue slipping through the words. “In the real world... there are other ssstrong men. And I could help you prove that you are the greatessst... in all the worldsss...”

Gaston turned his head, his brow furrowed.

“The real world? I don't care what happens there,” he said nonchalantly, though his words held the same air of superiority as always. “What happens to those... humans is not my problem. My place is here, and I have nothing to prove to anyone else.”

Kaa hissed, his smile growing wider as his eyes shone brighter.

"I'm not jussst talking to you about ssstrength, Gassston." he approached slowly, his coils beginning to ripple around him, but not yet surrounding the hunter. "In that world there isss influenccce, power, wealth... imagine what you could do if you had itsss people under your control... If you, Gassston, were the king of all..."

Gaston laughed, arrogant as always.

"I don't need any of that, Kaa. I'm the king here. The strongest, the most admired. What you do with those insignificant humans is your problem, not mine. And I don't need your help."

The snake dropped a look of feigned disappointment, and then, without Gaston quite noticing, Kaa's eyes began to glow brighter, colors swirling in hypnotic patterns.

"Ohhh, Gassston... what an unambitiousss decisssion..." Kaa whispered, as his tail slowly began to approach the hunter. "Maybe... it'sss because you don't sssee it clearly yet..."

Gaston opened his mouth to reply, but something stopped him. His eyes, once defiant, met Kaa's, and for a moment, his body tensed. The colors spun and spun, and although Gaston tried to look away, he felt unable to do so.

"Don't...do it..." he said with a slight hesitation, trying to resist. But Kaa didn't let go of his hold.

"Don't worry... I'll help you sssee... what you really need..." Kaa said, and his voice became softer, more insistent. The colors in his eyes increased in intensity, swirling in hypnotic spirals that attracted Gaston's mind, weakening his resistance.

The hunter's muscles, which were always tense and dominant, began to relax involuntarily. His breathing slowed, and his gaze was locked on Kaa's eyes, which now seemed to occupy his entire field of vision.

"Kaa..." Gaston tried to say, but his voice sounded weak, almost sleepy.

"Ohhh, jussst relaxxx, Gassston... let me take control... There'sss no point in you resssisssting..." Kaa murmured sweetly, as he began to slide his coils around the hunter's body, wrapping around him gently, squeezing just enough to remind him who had the power.

Gaston's eyes, increasingly empty, were completely lost in the spirals. There was no more fight in him. All that was left was passive obedience, trapped by Kaa's hypnotic colors.

"Yeeessss... that'sss better, don't you think? Now you will do everything I tell you..." Kaa whispered as Gaston remained mesmerized with a stupid and exaggerated smile drawn on his face, his mind completely subdued. "Together... we will rule all the worldsss... but firssst, you will help me in the real world."

Without saying a word, Gaston obediently followed Kaa, sunk in a deep trance, turned into another of his toys.

Prince Charming hypnotized by Jafar

Prince Charming had come to the kingdom of Agrabah seeking an alliance with the Sultan. His reputation as the noblest of princes preceded him, and his confidence that he would strike a deal was unwavering. But what he didn't know was that Jafar, the Sultan's Machiavellian advisor, had other plans. As the prince strolled through the lush palace gardens, admiring the fountains and exotic scents, a dark figure appeared in his path.

"Prince Charming," Jafar said in his deep, honeyed voice, bowing his head slightly, "what a pleasure to have a man of your caliber in our humble city."

Charming, with his regal bearing, looked at him curiously. "Jafar, the celebrated advisor. I have heard of you. I hope we can work together to strengthen our kingdoms."

Jafar smiled, though there was more than just kindness in his dark eyes. “Of course, Your Highness. I’m sure we can find a… mutually beneficial solution. Though, I must admit, I’m surprised by your visit without first consulting the wise men of your court. Agrabah is a… complicated place.”

The prince frowned, not noticing the veiled threat in Jafar’s words. “I have come on my own, I trust my own judgment.”

“Ah, the courage of a prince. Admirable.” Jafar brought his snake staff closer, allowing the golden gleam of the jewel in the reptile’s eyes to catch Charming’s attention. “But even the bravest need advice from time to time. Perhaps you could see things from another perspective.”

The prince tried to look away, but the glint of the ruby ​​on the scepter began to mesmerize him. “I don’t need advice. I’m… completely confident in my decisions,” he said, though his voice began to waver.

“Sure?” Jafar’s voice grew softer, more enveloping, as the ruby ​​sparkled brighter. "Just look... look closer."

Charming, still proud, tried to resist, but his eyes were drawn to the snake's hypnotic glare. His breathing slowed, and his will began to falter. "Perhaps... perhaps I should consider another option..."

"That's right," Jafar whispered, moving closer with his snake-like smile. "Let me guide your thoughts, prince. Just trust me... everything will become clearer."

Charming, his gaze vacant and his body relaxed, echoed, "Everything will become clearer... I trust you..."

Jafar chuckled, satisfied. He now had the noble prince at his mercy, ready to execute any wish his Machiavellian plan demanded.

King Delerion giving orders to Jamal

Deep within Delerion's palace, the air was filled with a mystical green that filtered through the Gothic windows. The high walls were adorned with arcane symbols and glowed faintly with the reflection of the magical lights that floated about the room. Delerion stood tall, wrapped in his dark velvet cloak with purple edges that rippled as if alive. In his right hand, he held a staff adorned with a spherical green jewel, from which emanated unmatched power. In front of him stood Jamal, the imposing, newly hypnotized servant who remained motionless, his muscles tense, but his eyes empty and obedient.

The servant, a burly man with dark skin and enormous strength, had been subdued by the sorcerer's power only a few hours ago. He no longer had a will of his own; his mind was completely subject to Delerion's whims. Despite his intimidating appearance, he was reduced to a puppet, unable to think for himself, only awaiting the commands of his new master.

Delerion watched him with satisfaction. He approached, his leather boots clicking softly on the marble floor. He raised his staff, letting the green light reflect off his slave’s expressionless face. He had perfected the art of magical domination, and each servant under his command was living proof of his mastery.

“You have proven yourself a more than suitable subject,” Delerion said, his voice silky and condescending. “Your manhood and muscles are ideal for the games I have in mind for you and the other servants. But…” his smile widened dangerously, “your unwavering loyalty is what satisfies me most.”

The servant, whose muscles tensed with each word from his master, remained attentive to his master’s words.

“I am at your service, my lord,” he said in a deep, but emotionless voice.

Delerion walked in circles around him, like a predator stalking its prey.

“I will soon need you to carry out a task that your companions are doing very well,” the sorcerer whispered. “You are to help me recruit attractive, manly men. Friends, family, whatever, but bring them to me.”

The servant did not blink. He did not question. He simply waited for the next instructions, like an automaton waiting to be activated.

“I will do as you command, master,” he replied.

Delerion smiled, satisfied with the absolute submission of his new acquisition.

“Perfect,” he said as he raised his staff and placed it in front of his servant’s chest. “Now, remember well, if anyone stands in your way, you will not hesitate. Nothing can be an obstacle.” For you, my dear servant, are the extension of my will.

The green light of the staff glowed brighter, as if reaffirming the magical connection between master and slave. Delerion knew that with his army of servants under his control, his dominion would be absolute. And this man, with his strength and blind obedience, was but a piece on his vast chessboard of power.

The sorcerer let out a soft, dark laugh as he retreated to his throne, leaving the servant to await his next command. In this palace shrouded in shadows and magic, everything seemed to conspire to extend Delerion's control over men.

Daniel hypnotized by King Delerion

Delerion looked at his newest acquisition: Daniel, a burly man with an impenetrable face. The sorcerer, wrapped in his black leather clothes with purple details, played with a floating green sphere between his fingers, a symbol of his power. The man, completely subdued, remained firm, without a hint of doubt in his empty eyes.

“Do you know why I brought you here?” Delerion asked, with a superior smile.

“To serve you, master.” the slave replied, his voice deep, but completely neutral.

Delerion let out a small laugh, reveling in the absolute control he exerted.

“Exactly. You are strong, obedient... And soon you will join the others who are already under my command. This palace will be an empire, and each of you will have a place.” The sorcerer raised the glowing sphere, letting its green light envelop the man's figure. “Will you do everything I command you?”

“Everything, my lord,” the slave replied, emotionless.

Delerion smiled maliciously, knowing that his kingdom of subjugated men grew by the day.