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“GULP!”
Simba let out a dizzy gulp as the coil cocoon he was wrapped in tightened up, squeezing his neck and massaging his body.
The world, partially obscured by the spiralling lights, titled. Simba dangled upside down, the coil cocoon squeezing and squashing his body, the tight bondage of scales wringing put every last bit of resistance that the lion cub was desperately trying to muster.
Despite the choking…pleasing….squeezes, Simba desperately kept one eye shut, though even that was in danger of opening

“Itssss ok Ssssimba….jussst relax….sssurrender to me…” The snake that held Simba hissed gentle words of encouragement to the captive cub. The words, assisted by the colours, wormed their way into Simba’s mind, wearing down his willpower

“n…noooo…no….resisssst..” Simba mumbled, his lips feeling so heavy as he tried to form the words. They were halfhearted however, his mind already on the brink of falling into the whirlpool of colours that was brainwashing the would be slave into total surrender

“ssssooon….it will be over ssssooooonn…” His captor cooed, giving Simba another tight…comfortable….lovely squeeze. “Jusssst…surrender. You’ll looove being my pet….not that you’ll be able to think much…”

And Simba knew with a kind of despairing pleasure…that the serpent was absolutely right
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Description

“GULP!”
Simba let out a dizzy gulp as the coil cocoon he was wrapped in tightened up, squeezing his neck and massaging his body.
The world, partially obscured by the spiralling lights, titled. Simba dangled upside down, the coil cocoon squeezing and squashing his body, the tight bondage of scales wringing put every last bit of resistance that the lion cub was desperately trying to muster.
Despite the choking…pleasing….squeezes, Simba desperately kept one eye shut, though even that was in danger of opening

“Itssss ok Ssssimba….jussst relax….sssurrender to me…” The snake that held Simba hissed gentle words of encouragement to the captive cub. The words, assisted by the colours, wormed their way into Simba’s mind, wearing down his willpower

“n…noooo…no….resisssst..” Simba mumbled, his lips feeling so heavy as he tried to form the words. They were halfhearted however, his mind already on the brink of falling into the whirlpool of colours that was brainwashing the would be slave into total surrender

“ssssooon….it will be over ssssooooonn…” His captor cooed, giving Simba another tight…comfortable….lovely squeeze. “Jusssst…surrender. You’ll looove being my pet….not that you’ll be able to think much…”

And Simba knew with a kind of despairing pleasure…that the serpent was absolutely right
Made with DeviantArt muro