You’d think that after a few strange disappearances, this particularly humid area of forest would be deemed off limits. Groups of campers had gone missing for weeks at a time before being found, buck naked, stumbling out into the wilderness and in a strange intoxicated state. In fact, these same groups would go back on further fugues before their parents or significant others began to keep tabs on them and kept them under wraps. The result of that was a strange withdrawal period that included complete amnesia of the events that happened, save for a hissing noise. That was the common theme of all of the disappearances. Government conspiracies abounded in the small town, naturally secret government mind control experiments, aliens plotting world domination, the usual crap.

Eric had been blissfully ignorant of most of this, however. The mongoose had been visiting some extended family. They were a little too boisterous and friendly for his tastes though – he’d barely had any time to himself since he arrived. So he stepped out to ‘get a feel for the town’ (his words). His aunt, of course, suggested that everyone hop in the big minivan they owned for a spin. Eric politely declined this. An enclosed space was the last thing he wanted; it would lead to a big explosion of drama. And his aunt gave off a distinctly ‘don’t-ever-get-on-my-bad-side’ flavour of affable.

Avoiding one problem was going to quickly get him in to a completely different one, however. In his wandering travels, he was making a direct course towards the reason for those previous ‘kidnappings’. Lurking amongst the treetops, fast asleep, was a massive python, more than 20 feet of muscular, olive-coloured scales looped and curled around a large tree in a stifling embrace. It, or rather, she was hardly an ordinary python to begin with, but she possessed certain innate talents. Talents which had helped her escape captivity more than once. Talents which had allowed her to sample some of the youth here. Talents which would, to Eric, seem like a dream come true.

Of course, he didn’t know any of that yet! He wandered through the forest, music gently playing in his ears as he took in the sights of nature around him. The air was much cleaner here… he rather enjoyed it. This was perhaps one of the things he had been looking forward to most from his little trip – being able to get ‘off the grid’, as it were; he spent a hell of a lot of time farting about on the internet back at home, so it was good to get a change from that. Every so often, he glanced over his shoulder, making sure the sleepy little burg was still well within view. So far so good… he wouldn’t end up getting lost. There weren’t any warnings of dangerous creatures on the trail, so he thought taking a nap wouldn’t be out of the question.

He moved underneath a large tree, pushing a hanging vine out of his way. Or rather, he moved to do so, but when he touched it, he was met with the smooth, warm feeling of scales. He respectfully drew his hand away, but moments later the coil shifted and moved, the sounds of rustling leaves and scales dragging against wood subtly filling the air. Gradually, a distinctly feminine serpent’s head dipped into view before him. Her green eyes were narrow and sallow, and she shook her head gently, removing the cobwebs from her mind. Even though she was sluggish and half-asleep, there was a fluid, simple grace to the way she moved before him. Her tongue darted out, knocking against Eric’s nose for a taste, making him flinch.

This taste got her attention as she began to realize what exactly disturbed her slumber. Her eyes widened and her demeanour instantly changed as her mind instantly snapped into predator mode. “Oooh! Graciousss,” she chuckled. “I was jussst about to sssnap at you for waking me up. That wouldn’t have been very pleasant.”

Her tail dipped down from behind Eric and pulled him in closer, draping itself along his shoulders and gently working them. The mongoose’s head darted back and forth as he scraped his feet against the ground. Innate distrust of anything with scales was written into his blood, so naturally he would be a bit apprehensive about meeting a freaking talking snake! The snake sensed this rather quickly, and gave him some respectful distance.

“My apologies, I tend to get a little bit overly friendly at timesss,” the snake continued with a soft, infectiously nervous giggle. “I’ve never ssseen you here before, little one… what’sss your name?”
“Uh… Eric. Do you… live out here?”
“Oh yessss. Mine is Sssirena.” Sirena’s head bobbed up and down once, scales sparkling, and Eric felt some subconscious part of himself follow that bobbing movement precisely. It was a little odd, but he put it out of his head. There was a brief, slightly awkward pause where she almost seemed to be staring into his very soul with those twin emeralds. “Ssso… are you here long?”
“I’m, uh… heading back home soon, yes. Maybe sooner rather than later.” Eric scratched at his shirt, a nervous tic, as he backed away. He could run faster than she could slither if it came to it, right? He turned to go, and almost instantly, Sirena’s head dipped in front of it again. Her grin had widened. Perhaps she was starved for company? Or maybe she wanted to keep him close to the tree to wrap him up. He didn’t want to take that chance.

“Oh, come now. You could ssstay a little while, couldn’t you? Keep a lonely sssnake company?”

Eric opened his mouth to respond, but suddenly felt the words catch in his throat as he felt the thin tail tip tickle just behind his ear. His eyes rolled up and he groaned, feeling that little tip squeeze, massage and rub that sensitive flesh in a little circle. He found himself leaning into that teasing tail, mouth hanging open of its own accord.

He barely managed to regain focus enough to croak out a plea for her to stop, and she did.. after a moment of delighting in the pleasurable torture she inflicted on him.

“You like?” Sirena asked, dipping in with fluid grace. Her head looped once around Eric’s, leaving a section of coils drooped over his chest. Weighing him down a little, but warming him as well, making him feel just a little more comfortable. “Sssit, Eric. Let me entertain you a while.”

“W-well…” Eric laughed nervously, more than a little uncomfortable. “I guess I could… do you charge for massages like that?”
“Oh no, I’m not a ssshyster like that. You have nothing to fear, little one… you mussst be exhausssted though, oh, how your body mussst ache. Please, sssit for me…”

A pulse of colour flowed through her eyes. Green, gold, white, green, gold. Just enough to give him a shiver of pleasure and make him sit. “Okay.” Eric complied instantly, without thought. Against the tree, he sat, those coils weighing him down and keeping him trained on the snake’s head. More pulses of colour floated lazily through the snake’s eyes as her head dipped and bobbed back and forth, back and forth, over and over. Green. Gold. White. Green. Gold. White. Over and over. Green so cool and relaxing. Gold so warm and arousing. White emptying him of all thought.

A croak of ecstasy escaped him as he felt those coils bind him to the tree. The dextrous tail scratched behind his ear once more, and his pupils shrank and blossomed into their own rings of pulsing colour, mimicking Sirena’s exactly. The bulge in his jeans further gave the game away. Usually those she captured would start resisting more strongly by now… Sirena couldn’t help but chuckle with delight at her newest catch. What perfect luck! She didn’t even have to instil a compulsive desire to submit, to be profoundly hypnotized… it already existed in the weak-willed mammal.

“Poor little boy,” she cooed to him. “You’ve wanted this feeling for sssuch a long time, haven’t you? You desire ssssumbmission… obedienccce… pleasure… good boy.” Her head so close to his, her lips almost touching his, her eyes all he could see. Melting his mind. Taking him deeper into pleasure. Her tail stroked his head, his hair, and he groaned softly with delight, a smile curling up across his face as the rest of his body laid so limply against the ground.

“Aren’t you glad you disssturbed my ssslumber? I cccertainly am…” each hiss wormed through his mind, echoed in his skull, filled him with even greater pleasure as it emptied him of all those pesky, useless thoughts. “Sssuch a good little boy. Ssso eager to please me, to obey…”

The tail slipped down his torso, down to his pants. Pushing them free and pushing them down around his ankles to reveal his erect cock, covered in pre already.

“Look at you, little one. You’re already sssso aroused… you want to obey me, don’t you. You want to feed me. You want to give me your essence…”

Eric could only murmur and mumble, unable to form a single word against the onslaught of pleasure those colours brought him. His thighs bucked unconsciously as the tail curled around his shaft for a few quick strokes. With each stroke, his breaths got faster, his eyes pulsed faster… his tongue hung loose, drool gently sliding from the corner of his mouth as he lost all self-consciousness… completely and utterly devoted to those eyes. To the smooth voice attached to them.

He felt his toes splay as the tail worked off his shoes and socks, pulling his pants and briefs free. He felt the cool air against them. He watched those eyes dip away from him, felt an intense longing, shivered from the chill her voice sent down his spine…
Her lips, her tongue began to taste those feet, the warmth gradually engulfing his left foot as her mouth slid around it. Those eyes still stared into his – he barely even registered the danger he seemed to be in. He just enjoyed the feel of that tongue, slipping between those toes, rubbing against his soft soles… then she swallowed him in a little more. Up to the heel now, everything filled with such wonderful warmth. His self preservation instincts didn’t kick in at all, even as those eyes directed him to push another foot inside her mouth. No words were needed. He knew that was what mistress wanted. He felt her moan with pleasure, felt that vibration travel up his body as her mouth slowly did the same.

Eventually, her lips had engulfed most of his legs, reaching his upper body. He was hoisted into the air with surprising strength, those coils looped around him. Some tiny part of his mind told him that this was going to lead to him sliding down her throat. That he was going to be swallowed whole. But he didn’t mind. He couldn’t see the colours anymore, but he felt them in his mind. Telling him how good it felt to submit. To obey. To relax as that mouth moved up a bit further.

Suddenly ecstasy filled his body as his cock entered her maw. That warmth pressed his shaft to his belly, assailing it with pleasure, with warmth as those coils suspended him completely still. Unable to even thrust, unable to even move as the warm, smooth muscles tasted him. Sliding up and down along his shaft. It felt as though she was pulling him deeper, but those rippling muscles kept him steady. Rolling back and forth, swallowing and absorbing the little blobs of pre that dribbled out.

Eric’s mouth hung open, his eyes rolled back once more, and he shivered. He was so close now, so close to climax, so close to that release that he desperately needed. But Sirena had a sense for how close he was, and slowed down just enough for his arousal to settle before she reapplied the pleasurable pressure. The torture, feeling his feet being squeezed and massaged by her throat as his toes splayed… feeling his legs held tightly together, completely immobile… feeling his cock being rubbed by that elastic mouth.

And the tail attacked his ear again. Every inch of him was on fire, every inch of him was filled with ecstasy. He couldn’t even think, he could barely even breathe, every part of him was now totally devoted to thrusting. To squirming. To the colours. To the voice. To Sirena. His Mistress. Sirena. His Goddess….

He cried out, begged for release, with all of his might… and there was not much of that left; Sirena’s will taken away his so thoroughly, reduced him to a begging, desperate wreck.
One last squeeze brought the climax he desperately wanted, his mind exploding with ecstasy as every single part of him lit up with pleasure. Eyes spiralling faster, body shivering in its scaly prison. Each throb of his cock released a jet of his seed, feeding his Mistress as she greedily drunk down every drop. Slowly, gradually, after what felt like an eternity, it settled, and he felt the warmest, most pleasurable afterglow he’d ever experienced. He sighed softly with pleasure. Feeling sensation return to his legs as Sirena slowly slid back with a gasp, licking her lips to taste what remained of his seed.

Her green eyes returned to his sight. They spiralled. He stared. He obeyed. “Good little one,” she hissed, that gentle tail stroking his cheek. “You’re going to ssstay with me for quite sssome time, aren’t you?”
“Uh-huh…” Eric gurgled, eyes pulsing lazily along with those wonderful colors.
“You’re going to cancccel your trip back home, yesss?”
“Uh-huh…”
“And we’re going to have ssso much fun together, hmmm?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Good ssslave.”

Sirena would not let this one go too easily. His desire to obey, to feed her, to taste her, to serve her… she felt as though she could settle with him as a loving slave for the rest of her days. And Eric was in no position to complain. In fact, the snake sometimes wondered if the mongoose’s eagerness stemmed entirely from her hypnotic wiles, or if this was giving him an outlet to fulfil his deepest, darkest fantasies. Either way, it was a win for both of them.

Mostly for her, of course, she thought to herself as that loving mongoose slave put his tongue to good use, sliding along the smooth scales of her belly, until he touched a spot that made her coils seize up… then relax and melt as he settled into a smooth, pleasurable rhythm. Her tail rested on his head, gently spurring him on with a touch behind the ear. Yes, she’d keep this little one around for some time…