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Kaa and the police officer
It was a quiet morning on a deserted road that wound through the woods. The burly Officer Bagley was on routine patrol. He had heard rumors of strange animals in the area, but he didn't think much of it, until he caught sight of something moving up ahead. He braked immediately, watching a large figure slowly crawling from the trees. A snake, much longer than he had ever seen, blocked the way. Instinctively, he got out of the car, thinking he could push the animal away, but something in the creature's eyes made him pause. A colorful pattern of hypnotic circles began to invade his vision.
"Come, human... come clossser, don't be afraid," Kaa whispered, his eyes projecting colorful circles that merged into the officer's mind. Bagley tried to resist, but his feet seemed to move on their own, bringing him closer to the snake, as if each step was an order he couldn't disobey. “Look into my eyesss… there isss no need to ssstruggle…” Kaa continued, as his prey could no longer look away, a stupid grin beginning to spread across his face, his will completely being overridden. Kaa elegantly coiled around the cop’s body, squeezing with a gentle yet firm pressure. Bagley’s mind was empty, no thoughts of his own, just a deep calm. “That’sss it… relax… you belong only to me now.”
Kaa watched him with satisfaction, feeling the officer’s still body under his control. The man, once filled with authority and strength, was now just another slave under his rule. “You will have a purpossse in my collection, my dear officccer,” the snake whispered, as his body continued to squeeze, ensuring not a trace of struggle remained in him. “You will be obedient, sssubmissive… and remember nothing but the desssire to ssserve me.” Bagley’s stupid grin became even more pronounced, his mind completely lost in the snake’s control. Kaa smiled as he watched, enjoying the success of having caught a valuable new prey.
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.
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.