King Delerion

Flynn Rider and Kaa

Eugene Fitzherbert knew the abandoned tower well. Once, it had been the place where his life had changed forever, where he had met Rapunzel and left behind his days as Flynn Rider. Now, years later, he returned—not as a fugitive, but as a man of the kingdom, assisting the royal guards in tracking down an escaped criminal.

He stepped into the dim interior, his boots echoing on the wooden floor. Dust swirled in the sunlight filtering through the high windows. The place was empty, just as he had expected. No signs of a fugitive. Yet, something felt… off.

A soft rustling caught his attention. Eugene turned sharply. From the shadows above, something slithered down—a long, golden-brown coil, thick and smooth, descending with an eerie grace. His breath hitched as the enormous serpent revealed itself, its massive head tilting slightly as it regarded him with an almost amused expression.

“Ahhh… what have we here, hmm? A familiar facccce in an old hiding sssspot…”

Eugene frowned, taking a cautious step back. “Yeah, no. I’m not doing this today.”

The serpent chuckled, a deep, resonant sound. “Oh, but you’ve already sssstepped into my little trap, handsssome one.”

Before Eugene could react, coils lashed out with unnatural speed, wrapping around his torso and pinning his arms to his sides. He gasped, struggling instinctively, but the grip was firm, unyielding. The sensation was oddly… pleasant. Warm. Almost inviting.

“Let’sss not be hasty,” Kaa murmured, his head drifting closer. “You look tired, yesss… why not ressst? Let go of all that worry… all that thoughtsss…”

Eugene clenched his jaw, shaking his head. “Not gonna happen, pal. I—”

He barely noticed the shift at first—subtle colors flickering in Kaa’s amber gaze. Swirling. Pulsing. Mesmerizing.

Eugene’s protest faltered, his words catching in his throat as his eyes locked onto the serpent’s. It was impossible not to look. The way the hues twisted and flowed, endless, seamless, pulling him deeper and deeper. His pulse quickened, yet his body… relaxed. His struggles weakened.

“That’sss it… ssssuch bright eyesss… but sssso much doubt clouding them…” Kaa cooed, tightening his coils ever so slightly. “Let that doubt ssslip away… trusssst in me…”

Eugene blinked slowly, his once-sharp smirk softening into something hazy, unfocused. “I… I really shouldn’t…”

“And yet…” Kaa’s voice was velvet, rich with amusement. The spirals deepened, filling Eugene’s vision, his mind, his very being. “It feelsss sssso good… to sssink… to let go… to obey…”

A deep, shuddering breath escaped Eugene’s lips. His body sagged into the coils, no longer resisting. His charming, cocky demeanor melted away, replaced by a blissful, dreamy smile. His lids fluttered, his pupils fully overtaken by the swirling, endless colors.

“Ssssuch a good boy…” Kaa crooned, brushing his snout against Eugene’s cheek. “Sssso handsssome… and now, all mine.”

Eugene let out a soft, contented sigh, his head lolling slightly as the serpent’s hold became his world. Kaa grinned, utterly pleased, his new prize completely entranced.

Hairy Hunk

Hypno-Tentacle Trap

Stephen had a serious problem. With the police indifferent to the disappearance of several of his friends, he decided to take matters into his own hands. His investigation led him to a mansion shrouded in dark rumors: attractive men who crossed its threshold were never seen again.

Perhaps he should have heeded those warnings, because now he found himself trapped in a scenario he could never have imagined. On his clandestine foray, he was attacked by a creature of indescribable nature: a mass of slippery tentacles that wrapped around him with alarming dexterity. His clothes had been unceremoniously torn away, save for his shirt, which hung open and disheveled from his torso. Everything else was exposed, vulnerable to the twisted designs of that entity.

While his thoughts were still struggling between disbelief and panic, a presence burst onto the scene. An elegant man, with a refined demeanor and exotic attire, looked at him with a smile full of malice. Stephen needed no introduction to know that he was standing before the architect of this horror: King Delerion.

“I see my pet has welcomed you, big man,” the sorcerer muttered, a wicked delight in his voice.

Stephen furiously struggled against the appendages that immobilized him.

“You are responsible for the disappearances!” he snapped, his gaze alight with anger.

Delerion arched an eyebrow before bursting into genuine, amused laughter.

“How direct!” he exclaimed with delight. “But frankly, I find it difficult to take you seriously when your manhood is so… on display.”

Before Stephen could reply, the sorcerer approached with unhinging calm and, without warning, wrapped his fingers around the evidence of his nakedness. A shiver of humiliation ran through the young man.

“Let me go, you pervert!” he growled, writhing in renewed desperation.

Delerion released him with a sly smile and stepped back, settling into a nearby armchair with the ease of someone about to enjoy an intimate show.

“Don’t worry. I won’t be the one to pervert you…”

Stephen frowned, confused, until he felt an unexpected tickle in his ears. He didn’t have a chance to react when two tentacles slid inside, filling his ear canal with a warm vibration. At first it was just a strange tingling, but soon, an inaudible melody coiled around his mind, penetrating it with a message he quickly made out:

"Obey King Delerion…"

Stephen tensed his jaw.

“A cheap mind control trick? I won’t fall for something so ridiculous…” he muttered disdainfully.

However, the litany persisted, impregnating his mind with a hypnotic cadence. His breathing hitched as he felt another pair of tentacles slide over his torso, rubbing his nipples in calculated motions. The unexpected mix of stimuli drew a gasp from his lips.

“Ahh… No… Stop…”

His will faltered as his own body began to respond. His erection, which he tried to ignore, became impossible to hide as another tentacle coiled around his base and began to move with exasperating slowness.

“Nnnghh… No… Not there…” he moaned, trying to regain control.

The message in his mind grew more persistent. The combination of waves of control and physical stimulation pushed his resistance to the limit. His gasps grew deeper, his muscles, previously tense from the struggle, now trembling at the inescapable pleasure. His angry expression gradually transformed into a lost look, as if his consciousness was being pushed into an ever-further corner.

“King… Delerion…” he whispered, almost unconsciously.

From his seat, the sorcerer watched every change in his prey with undisguised satisfaction. His own arousal was evident, a natural reaction to the spectacle of absolute submission unfolding before his eyes.

“That’s it… let yourself go…” he murmured in a velvety voice.

The creature intensified its pace, sliding with cruel precision over Stephen’s hardened flesh. His body betrayed his mind, and as pleasure overtook him, his resistance broke completely. He arched with a final cry of surrender.

“Nnngghh!”

His climax tore through him like lightning, tearing away the last vestige of struggle. His seed erupted violently, sealing his complete surrender.

Delerion rose gracefully and approached his new acquisition. He took the young man’s face in his hands and admired the emptiness in his eyes. “Tell me, handsome, who do you obey?” she whispered.

Stephen blinked slowly, his will no longer his own.

“I obey King Delerion…” she replied in a reverential tone.

Delerion smiled. The hunt was over.

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Zane Bennett and Kaa

The excursion moved slowly along the trails of the nature reserve, with the teacher and the guide explaining details about the local flora and fauna. Zane Bennett, however, was barely paying attention. He lingered at the back with two of his friends, joking around and walking at their own pace, unconcerned about the group’s instructions.

At one point, the three of them strayed slightly from the main path. "Come on, what does it matter? No one's gonna notice if we stay here for a while," Zane said with a confident grin. One of his friends glanced nervously toward the group. "I don't know, man. If they catch us, we're screwed." Eventually, one of them decided to head back before they got into trouble, and the other followed. "You coming or what?" they asked Zane, but he simply waved a hand absentmindedly. "I'll catch up with you guys in a sec."

His eyes had locked onto something between the trees—a subtle movement, a sinuous shape standing out against the vegetation. Curious, he stepped forward, and suddenly, he saw it: a massive snake hanging from a branch, its long body elegantly coiled.

Zane's eyes widened in amazement. "Whoa! Now this is insane." Quickly, he pulled out his camera and began snapping photos from different angles. "Alright, stay just like that, gorgeous. Let’s make this look like a magazine cover," he joked, as if the snake could understand him. He even whistled and snapped his fingers a couple of times, like he was calling a dog.

The snake leaned in closer.

"That’s it, beautiful, work the camera," Zane chuckled, believing the animal was actually responding to his ridiculous attempts at getting its attention.

And then, the snake spoke.

"Are you enjoying yourssself, cub...?"

Zane froze, his camera trembling slightly in his hands. His expression shifted from amazement to disbelief in a matter of seconds. "What...?" His lips parted, and his mind struggled to process what had just happened: a talking snake.

That was the moment Kaa’s eyes lit up, swirling with hypnotic rings of color, spinning in an enchanting rhythm. Zane barely had time to react before those spirals reflected in his own eyes. His breathing became shallow, his expression softened, his arms went slack, letting the camera slip from his fingers and fall to the ground, and his jaw loosened slightly.

"Whoa..." A hushed whisper escaped his lips, almost involuntary.

Kaa slowly descended, bringing her face even closer to the young man's. With the tip of her tail, she traced a gentle stroke along Zane’s cheek, gliding over his skin with an unnerving softness. The touch seemed to deepen his trance, his eyelids fluttering briefly before growing heavy and sluggish. "Yesss... relax... trussst in me..." Kaa whispered sweetly, her voice dripping with seduction.

Zane tried to mumble something, but his words came out garbled, drowned in the trance. "It’s... incredible..." A dopey, dreamy smile spread across his face as his mind drifted into that infinite spiral.

Pleased, Kaa began slithering deeper into the forest, moving the tip of her tail in a slow, mesmerizing motion. Zane, ensnared by the serpent’s spell, his body slightly leaning forward and his arms completely limp, followed the movement of her tail with his eyes, his feet carrying him automatically in the same direction. The world around him no longer existed. Only Kaa mattered.

Once they reached a large tree with a thick branch, Kaa gracefully coiled upward. And then—Ping!—Zane was completely entranced, his dopey smile widening to an exaggerated degree. He no longer needed to follow Kaa’s gaze to remain hypnotized; his will was nothing more than a distant echo.

Kaa let out a soft, satisfied murmur before wrapping her powerful coils around the young man’s body, effortlessly ensnaring him. Secure in her grasp, Zane was slowly lifted into the air, rising higher and higher until he was placed onto the branch with meticulous care. His expression remained that of a doll, utterly blank and mindless—a puppet in the hands of his hypnotic mistress.

Meanwhile, Zane’s two friends, growing concerned about his delay, retraced their steps to where they had last seen him. But there was no trace of him. "Where the hell did this idiot go now?" one of them muttered. The other sighed, crossing his arms. "Just wait until the teacher finds out..." Without further hesitation, they decided to return to the group, never once imagining what had really happened.

High up in the tree, Kaa gazed down at her new plaything with delight. Her forked tongue flicked out, lightly brushing Zane’s cheek, though he barely reacted, lost in the abyss of trance.

"Now... let’sss have a little fun..." she cooed. The serpent gave a gentle squeeze, feeling how her new toy fit so perfectly within her grasp.

Joe Hendry and Kaa

---Requested by @h0tudla ---

Joe Hendry was standing in his luxurious apartment, holding his phone while speaking animatedly. He wore his signature satin blue shirt, unbuttoned just enough to show off his well-sculpted physique. Through the large windows, the city lights stretched before him, a view worthy of a rising star.

"Yes, yes, I understand perfectly, but listen to me... Do you really think anyone else could generate the kind of reaction from the crowd that I do? Come on! People BELIEVE in Joe Hendry. You can't buy that—it's pure charisma, my friend." His radiant smile reflected unshakable confidence as he gestured with one hand, feeling on top of the world.

After some more boasting, Joe ended the call with a satisfied grin, placing his phone on the living room table. He stretched leisurely, feeling the relaxing crack of his muscles.

Then something caught his attention.

A subtle sound. A faint sliding noise.

He frowned and turned his head. His expression shifted from relaxation to bewilderment in the blink of an eye.

"What the hell…?"

There was a snake in his house. And not just any snake. It was massive.

Joe reacted instantly, taking a step back and bracing himself for whatever was necessary. He wasn’t about to let some creature slither freely in his living room.

"Okay, this is a joke, right?" he said, looking toward the ceiling as if expecting someone to pop out with a hidden camera. "Who let this thing in?"

No one answered.

The snake, however, kept gliding forward with a slow, hypnotic rhythm, unbothered and fearless.

Joe clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Look, buddy, I don’t know how you got in here, but you’d better start looking for the exit before I have to kick you out."

Confident, he made a sharp shooing motion, but the python didn’t even flinch. And that was already strange. Most animals reacted when faced with an assertive human, but this snake moved with an unsettling tranquility. A shiver ran down Joe’s spine. Something was very wrong.

Before he could process it, Kaa struck. Not with a bite, nor with a violent lunge. It was quick, subtle… and damn effective. The serpent slithered between his legs in an instant, making him lose his balance.

"Whoa!"

Joe stumbled and fell to the floor. By the time he pushed himself up, the snake had already made its next move. Once standing, the wrestler looked down and saw the tip of the snake’s tail smoothly coiling around his ankles.

"Oh, hell no!" he growled, trying to shake his leg free.

But Kaa had already begun his ascent.

Joe attempted to pry the snake off with his hands, trying to pull the scaly body away from him, but it was useless. The python was stronger than any opponent he had ever faced in the wrestling ring, and it moved with the precision of a patient predator. Its coils wrapped around him in ever-widening spirals, climbing with deceptive smoothness.

"Damn it!" Joe gritted his teeth, making one last attempt to break free with sheer force, but he quickly realized that wasn’t going to work.

Next, he frantically scanned the room, looking for something—anything—he could grab to strike the reptile and force it to loosen its grip. Unfortunately, the only thing remotely within reach was a chair, and he would need his legs free to get to it.

In that moment of desperation, the snake did something that completely threw him off. It opened its mouth.

"Enough sssstruggling, human…"

Joe froze.

No way.

His jaw dropped as realization hit him like a truck.

"Are you…?"

The snake smirked.

"Ohhh… I ssssee you recognize me."

Joe blinked, his mind trying to process the absurdity of the situation.

"Wait, wait, wait!" he blurted out, shaking his head. "You’re Kaa!? The Kaa!? The famous talking python that hypnotizes people!?"

Kaa tilted his head with satisfaction. "I’m glad to hear my reputation precedessss me…"

Joe let out an incredulous laugh.

"Come on!" he exclaimed, shaking his head. "This can’t be real."

He tried to move, but Kaa already had him secured, his tail winding with precision. The only part of his body he could still move freely was his arms, which were out of the snake’s grasp due to Joe’s exaggerated expressiveness.

Joe laughed again, though this time it sounded a little more nervous.

"So this is what you do, huh? You sneak into people’s homes, wrap them up, and what? Hypnotize them into becoming your slaves?" he teased, his tone almost theatrical.

Kaa chuckled softly. "It sssseems you already know exactly how this worksss…"

Joe scoffed and placed one hand on his hip while gesturing with the other. "Yeah, of course I do, because I’ve seen the movies." His smirk widened with arrogance. "And let me tell you something, pal… I’m not some idiot who’s gonna fall for those cheap tricks!"

Kaa let out a mocking hiss. "Ohhh, human… that makesss it even more fun…"

Joe was about to fire back with another cocky remark when, suddenly, he saw it.

Kaa’s eyes.

They shimmered with a golden glow, vibrant… and then, in a single blink, they exploded into a whirlwind of colors. The rings danced, pulsed, expanded in a hypnotic rhythm.

Joe froze. Something in his mind clicked. The air left his lungs in a trembling sigh, his mouth falling slightly open.

"Ohhh… wow…" the wrestler managed to mumble as he fell helplessly into the python’s spell.

Kaa grinned.

"Were you sssaying something, big guy…?"

Joe blinked slowly. Or at least, he tried to. His eyes felt… strange. His mind struggled to remember what he had been saying, but the colors kept swirling, swirling… swirling…

His once-tense body began to loosen, his arms falling limply, finally allowing Kaa to coil higher, securing him completely.

"That’sss it, big guy… Trussst in me. There’sss nothing to fear. Trussst in me…"

The python continued weaving his spell with his words and his gaze, moving his head in slow circles. Joe unconsciously mimicked the movement, his eyes mirroring the vibrant spirals.

Seconds later, Joe was entirely lost in the trance. His eyes were now completely flooded with hypnotic rings, and a goofy smile had formed on his face.

"Piiing!"

Kaa traced the tip of his tail over Joe’s face and chest, but the wrestler didn’t even flinch. His expression was utterly vacant, completely submissive.

"Ahhh, much better… Now, tell me, dear Joe… You want me to ssstay here with you, don’t you?"

Joe didn’t say a word. He simply nodded, that same dumb grin plastered across his face.

Just then, Joe’s phone started ringing. It was the same call from earlier.

Kaa lowered his head and glanced at the phone with an amused hiss. "Ohhh, I’m afraid Joe Hendry… isss no longer available…"

Kaa and the wannabe influencer

Kaa and the car guy

Jamal hadn’t expected to come across the famous hypnotic snake in broad daylight, let alone right as he was stepping out of his car. The last thing he’d heard about the creature was that it had been spotted on a movie set, but he figured it was just media exaggeration. And yet, there it was, coiled around the branch of a nearby tree, watching him with a smile that sent a chill down his spine.

Instinctively, Jamal took a step back, his hand already on the car door, ready to jump back in and get out of there. But then, Kaa tilted his head playfully.

—"Ohhh, there’sss no need to be afraid..." —the snake cooed, his voice dripping with honeyed smoothness.

Jamal froze for a second. He had heard on the news that this thing could talk, but part of him still hadn’t believed it until now. His breathing grew tenser.

—"I don’t have time for this," —he muttered, snapping back to reality and moving to get into the car.

But Kaa moved swiftly, slithering down from the tree in one fluid motion and settling on the car door’s frame, blocking his way. His smile widened.

—"Why the russsh? I only want to have a little chat with you, my dear Jamal..."

The man frowned at hearing his name slip from the snake’s lips.

—"How do you know my name?"

Kaa let out a soft chuckle, his tail gliding ever so gently over Jamal’s arm.

—"Oh, let’s just sssay... I take an interessst in attractive people... And you, my dear, are sssomeone who drawsss quite a lot of attention."

A shiver ran down Jamal’s spine, but he forced himself to stay composed. He wasn’t going to be intimidated by a reptile, no matter how bizarre it was.

—"Look, I don’t know what you’re after, but I have nothing to do with—"

The touch of Kaa’s tail on his shoulder silenced him. The gesture wasn’t aggressive—just slow, deliberate... and strangely enveloping. The warm, firm contact against his shirt was far more persuasive than it had any right to be.

—"Ssssshh..." —Kaa whispered, and then it happened.

The snake’s eyes lit up with a golden glow, and before Jamal could react, colorful spirals began to form in his vision. A sudden dizziness hit him, as if reality itself was bending and compressing.

—"W-what are you...?"

—"Sssshhhh, relax, Jamal... Jussst let go..."

Jamal blinked several times, trying to resist. His instincts screamed at him to look away, to move, to do something. But his body wasn’t responding as quickly as it should. His mind felt... heavy.

The spirals reflected in his dark gaze, spinning, twisting, pulling him deeper with every turn. His breathing, once tense, began to slow down without him noticing.

—"You’re sssuch a ssstrong, handsssome man..." —Kaa purred, his tail sliding with more confidence around Jamal’s torso—. "But even the ssstrongessst need to relax..."

The coil around his chest tightened ever so slightly. Jamal felt the warmth of it pressing against him, yet instead of alarm, a drowsy heaviness seeped into his limbs. His initial resistance wavered, and his eyelids fluttered.

—"N-no... I can’t..."

—"Of courssse you can..." —Kaa murmured—. "Jussst look deeper... let yourssself sssink..."

Jamal barely managed a response before his lips parted in a sigh. His once-tense posture softened, his shoulders giving way under the snake’s gentle embrace.

His thoughts grew hazy. Time lost meaning. The only things that felt real were the warm coils around him and the swirling colors filling his mind.

A quiet whisper slipped from his lips, a final echo of his resistance.

—"Yes..."

—"Yesss... good boy..."

Prince Charming and Kaa

The majestic hall of the castle was bathed in the soft light of the golden chandeliers, reflected in the polished marble columns. Prince Charming, dressed in his impeccable dress uniform, had just finished a long reception with the nobles of the kingdom. Exhausted, he sighed as he adjusted the golden ornaments on his jacket, wishing for some quiet amidst the endless protocol.

However, as he turned to leave the hall, he stopped short. A strange sound, like a slight hiss, broke the silence. His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he searched for the source of the noise, until he finally saw it: a large snake slithering along one of the nearby columns, approaching with fluid, almost imperceptible movements.

Charming raised an eyebrow, puzzled, but maintained his firm, elegant posture, as if facing a snake in his own castle was as mundane as dealing with the whims of the court. “What is this? How did you get here, creature?” he asked, his voice ringing with authority.

To his surprise, the snake lifted its head and looked him straight in the eyes. “Ahhh… yooou… You’re even more graccceful than I imagined…” it hissed in a deep, melodic voice, its words filled with a hypnotic tone that made Charming frown.

“Do you speak?” the prince replied, more alert now. He took a step back, but the snake’s movement was too fast. The tip of its tail rose, gently caressing the prince’s chin with disconcerting gentleness.

“Yesss, dear princcce ... His eyes met Kaa’s, and that was when he began to feel it: something strange, like a subtle dizziness clouding his thoughts.

“Ah, but I don’t need you to do anything…” Kaa whispered, leaning closer as his eyes began to flash with the first hypnotic spirals. “Jussst look at me… look deep… let yourssself be enveloped…”

The prince shook his head, struggling to clear his head. “What are you… doing? Stop… now!” he demanded, though his tone had lost strength. His body seemed heavier with each passing second, as if something invisible was draining his will.

Kaa’s tail pressed gently against his chin, forcing him to raise his head and maintain eye contact. “Ohhh, but look, dear…” she hissed sweetly. “Isssn’t it ssso much easssier to let me think for you?” “You don’t need to fight… jussst relaxxx…”

Charming blinked several times, trying to look away, but his sight was caught in that kaleidoscope of colors that were constantly spinning. His lips parted, but the words he tried to formulate dissolved into an incoherent babble. “Uh…” was all he managed to articulate, as his expression softened and his resistance began to crumble.

Kaa smiled widely, reveling in his victory. “That’sss it, dear… relaxxx… let yourssself go…” he murmured, as his coils began to encircle the prince’s waist, slowly advancing towards his torso. Each movement was calculated, wrapping him firmly but with an almost loving care.

The prince, now trapped both physically and mentally, let out a soft sigh. His eyes reflected the hypnotic spirals, completely immersed in Kaa’s spell. The snake leaned closer, whispering contentedly, “You are mine now, my dear princcce… and together, oh, we will do wonderful thingsss…”

Kaa and the dandy's reencounter

Karl was sitting on his bed, still undoing the last buttons of his pink satin shirt. The day had been long, and he finally had a moment to relax before finishing getting changed. However, a faint sound, like something sliding across the floor, made him look up.

"What the hell...?" he muttered, turning his head toward the bedroom door, which was ajar.

From the shadows emerged a familiar elongated figure. A massive snake, with intelligent eyes and a self-satisfied grin, slithering as if it owned the place. Karl recognized that look instantly, and his chest tightened.

"Not you again!" he exclaimed, sitting up on the bed, visibly uncomfortable but trying to maintain his composure. "How did you get in here?"

Kaa moved forward slowly, swaying her head with rhythmic, almost mocking movements, her eyes gleaming with malice.

"Oh, Karl... Don’t get upssset..." the snake hissed, letting her voice take on that melodic tone she knew captured people’s attention. "I thought you’d be happy to sssee me..."

"Happy? To have you try... whatever it is you did last time?" Karl replied, pointing at the python while leaning back slightly, still seated. The open shirt revealed his chest, which rose and fell with rapid breaths. "Look, I don’t know how you snuck in here, but you’d better leave before..."

Kaa interrupted with a soft laugh, ignoring Karl's words and moving closer. Her movements were slow, calculated, like a predator enjoying toying with her prey before striking.

"Oh, dear Kaaarrl... Didn’t you learn anything from our lassst encounter?" she hissed, tilting her head toward him until she was just inches away from his face. "I told you you couldn’t resssissst me… and look at you now, ssso vulnerable..."

"Vulnerable!" Karl let out a nervous laugh, trying to regain control of the situation. "You think someone is vulnerable just because...?"

Before finishing the sentence, his eyes met Kaa's. It was a brief moment, but enough for the snake to start unfolding her true trick. Kaa’s eyes began to glow with a subtle gleam, and the first spirals of color slowly began to turn.

Karl blinked, confused, breaking the eye contact and shaking his head as if trying to clear his mind.

"No... don’t think you’re going to do it again, okay?" he said, looking away, though his voice no longer sounded as firm as before.

"Oh, but I already am..." Kaa hissed, moving a little closer, keeping her hypnotic eyes at the same level as Karl’s. "Jussst look at me, Karl... Jussst for a moment... I promissse it won’t hurt at allll..."

Despite his resistance, Karl couldn’t help but direct his gaze to the snake’s eyes, and his vision became trapped in the spirals. The swirling lights began reflecting in his eyes. His head seemed to turn on its own toward the snake’s gaze.

"Ehhh..." he tried to speak, his tone now much weaker, as his shoulders began to relax involuntarily.

"That’sss it... Let yourssself go, Karl..." Kaa murmured, extending her tail toward the man’s chest. With slow and calculated movements, she began to caress one of his nipples, drawing soft circles that caused a slight shudder in her prey.

Karl tried to react, but his body seemed to fail him. Each turn of the spirals drew him deeper into that cloudy state, while Kaa’s caresses stole any remaining concentration he had.

"Do you feel how everything disappearrsss..." Kaa continued, tilting her head toward him as her coils began to slide over Karl's legs. "Your worriesss... your thoughtsss... It’s jussst you and me now..."

Karl let out a deep sigh, his lips slightly parted as the spirals filled his eyes completely. The last spark of resistance faded, and his body relaxed entirely, allowing Kaa to begin wrapping him up with her coils.

First, she wrapped around his thighs, then his torso, adjusting with precision to keep him immobilized yet comfortable. The snake, pleased with her work, let the tip of her tail continue to play with Karl's chest while her coils finished wrapping around him up to his shoulders.

"My preciousss Kaaarrl..." she hissed with satisfaction, leaning in to observe his face, completely absorbed in the trance. Karl said nothing; his lips curled into a silly smile, and the spirals in his eyes spun endlessly.

King Delerion and the heir (2 Versions)

The mansion radiated an almost insulting opulence. From the dark wood paneling to the huge windows that let in the golden glow of dusk, everything in the room spoke of money and power. Yet the atmosphere was heavy, almost suffocating, charged with an invisible tension that only Delerion could savor with delight.

Sitting with effortless elegance in a black armchair, the sorcerer crossed one leg over the other, letting the fabric of his long, tight-fitting coat spread around him like a throne of shadows. In his hand, flashes of green magic crackled softly.

In front of him, kneeling on the polished wooden floor, was Ethan Carter, the young heir to one of the largest media empires in the United States. His white shirt, carefully unbuttoned to the chest, revealed a carved and carefully maintained body, the product of both vanity and the privileges his wealth had afforded him. Yet all that natural arrogance and confidence was gone. Now, his gaze was fixed, vacant, lost in the hypnotic glow of Delerion’s magic.

The sorcerer smiled, allowing himself a few moments to enjoy the scene. Ethan, the prodigal son of the recently deceased head of the country’s largest television network, stood at his feet. The same man who had walked down red carpets, appeared on magazine covers, and made headlines for his love affairs and ostentatious lifestyle. Now, reduced to an obedient slave, unable to resist Delerion’s absolute control.

“Look what we have here,” Delerion murmured, letting his voice caress the air between them like sweet poison. “The prince of the media empire, the man who never kneels to anyone… except me. How ironic, don’t you think?”

Ethan didn’t respond. His mind was too caught up in the spell to process anything but his master’s words. Delerion clicked his tongue in mock disappointment, though his eyes shone with satisfaction.

“You don’t need to speak, my dear. In fact, I prefer you remain silent. Your voice is useful for other things, and your words… well, I’ll put them in my mouth when I need them.” Delerion leaned forward, watching Ethan’s face closely, noticing the subtle tremors of his body as the spell continued to take hold of him. “But today, it’s not just about your submission. Today is a historic day, Ethan. For you, for your chain… and, most of all, for me.”

With a wave of his hand, the green sphere dissipated, but the hold on Ethan remained intact. Delerion stood with feline grace, his boots echoing on the wooden floor as he circled the mesmerized heir.

“The media won’t stop talking about me,” he continued, his voice filling with an almost amused tone. “Mysterious disappearances.” “Attractive men who seem to vanish into thin air.” Some even whisper my name, even if they don’t know how to pronounce it. And your precious network, what does it do? It devotes an entire special to investigating me! Do you think you can stop me with rumors and theories?

He stopped in front of Ethan, placed a finger under his chin and forced him to look into his eyes. The spark of disobedience that had once shone inside the young man had completely disappeared. Now only blind devotion remained.

“Your father was a cunning man, Ethan. A chess player on a board full of pawns. But you… you are different. Easier to mold, more fun to control. And now, thanks to me, your precious television network will not only leave me alone, but will be my tool.”

He walked away a couple of steps, leaving him kneeling as he gazed at the horizon that was drawn behind the windows.

“From now on, Ethan, your network will be my voice.” He will narrate what I decide, shape public opinion as I wish. And you will be my face in this world. Isn’t that wonderful?

Ethan nodded slowly, like an automaton, his lips trembling as he murmured,

“Yes, master.”

Delerion smirked, letting out a light laugh.

“Very well, dear. Now, rise. We have much to do, and you have an empire to rebuild… on my terms.”

As Ethan stood, his movements controlled and mechanical, Delerion extended his hand, letting a spark of energy run through the air between them.

“The world does not yet know what awaits it, but soon, very soon, they will know my true power. And all thanks to you, my precious Ethan.”

Gabriel Soto and Kaa

Gabriel Soto was finishing his day. The light blue shirt he was wearing, with the first buttons undone, gave off a carefree but refined air, typical of someone who never forgot to look impeccable, even in the quiet of his home. He was checking his cell phone, with a glass of wine in his hand, when he heard a strange noise coming from the living room.

He frowned, leaving the glass on the nearest table. As a good man of action, he was not someone who was easily frightened. “Who’s there?” he asked, his tone firm but without raising his voice. He walked towards the source of the sound, his posture upright and confident, as if he were ready to face anything, from a burglar to a storm.

However, what he saw upon entering left him baffled. A huge snake, with shiny scales and yellow eyes, rested on the back of one of the armchairs. It was no ordinary snake; there was something strangely imposing and, at the same time, disconcerting about its presence.

Gabriel pursed his lips, keeping his cool, even though his mind was racing. “Where the hell did you come from, huh?” he muttered, arching an eyebrow, still keeping that stoic gallant air that characterized him so much. He took a step closer, analyzing the situation.

To his surprise, the snake slowly turned its head towards him, showing a wide, almost mocking smile. Gabriel felt a chill run down his spine, but he refused to be intimidated. He clenched his jaw and crossed his arms, determined to take control.

“Hello, human…” the snake said in a deep, almost hypnotic voice that echoed through the room. Gabriel opened his eyes in disbelief. His firm posture faltered a little, but he regained his composure immediately.

“You speak?” His tone was a mix of disbelief and disdain, as if he couldn’t believe he was dealing with something so ridiculous. “This must be a joke… Who put you here?” “Is this part of a joke?”

The snake let out a soft laugh that echoed through the air. “Oh, dear Gabriel… I’m no joke. Haven’t you heard of me?”

Gabriel gritted his teeth, trying not to lose his air of authority. “Sure, the famous snake that appears around here, but nobody said you talked. And even less that you were sneaking into other people’s houses.” He took a step back, keeping his distance. “What do you want?”

Kaa, who was clearly enjoying the show, slid his tail to the ground, slowly raising it to brush Gabriel’s chin. He immediately pulled his face away, annoyed, but his eyes, almost unconsciously, followed the movement of the tail that swayed in front of him.

“I want you to look at me…” the snake whispered, drawing out the words with a cadence that resonated deeply in Gabriel’s mind. “Look at me… and relaxxx.”

Gabriel snorted, trying to keep control, but something in that voice began to cut deep into him. He forced himself to look away, his pride not allowing him to be dominated so easily. “Look, I don’t know what kind of trick you’re trying, but it’s not going to work on you.”

“No? You sssure about that?” Kaa replied, leaning a little closer, his eyes beginning to flash with hypnotic colors that Gabriel barely managed to notice out of the corner of his eye. The actor closed his eyes tightly, refusing to fall for what was clearly some kind of manipulation.

“You’re ssstubborn, I like that…” Kaa continued, his voice purring patiently. “But sssooner or later, everyone… looksss.”

Gabriel clenched his fists, fighting the strange feeling that was beginning to invade him. There was something in the snake’s tone that unnerved him, as if each word was going straight into his head.

“What are you… doing?” he managed to say, although his voice no longer had the same firmness as before. His eyes, betraying him, began to open slowly, drawn to the flashes Kaa was projecting.

“I’m jussst helping you relax, dear…” the snake replied softly. Gabriel’s eyes, initially full of distrust, began to reflect the hypnotic spirals, his gaze slowly losing its characteristic hardness.

“Eeeh…” Gabriel stammered, his voice now disoriented. His head tilted slightly to one side, as if he were fighting an invisible current, but his eyes remained fixed on Kaa’s, completely absorbed by the colors dancing in front of him.

The snake, seeing that it had gained ground, let out a satisfied laugh. Its tail lowered from Gabriel’s chin, slowly running down his chest in circular movements, enjoying the moment. Gabriel said nothing; he just stood there, with his mouth slightly ajar and an expression of absolute bewilderment.

Finally, Kaa began to coil around him, while Gabriel remained motionless, trapped in a trance from which he could no longer escape. “Sssee? It wasssn’t that hard…” the snake murmured in a victorious tone, while continuing to coil precisely around Gabriel’s torso, his scales cool but surprisingly soft against the hunk’s skin. As each coil rose and encircled his body, the snake could feel the residual tension in Gabriel’s muscles disappear, replaced by complete submission.

“That’sss it… relax more, darling…” Kaa murmured in a velvety tone, enjoying the absolute control he now had over the man. The coils tightened slightly, not enough to make him uncomfortable, but just enough to remind him that he was now completely at the snake’s mercy.

Gabriel, meanwhile, continued to stare into Kaa’s eyes, the coils reflecting like an infinite mirror. His breathing was slow and deep, and every now and then his lips moved, as if he were trying to say something, but the words were no longer coming.

“What do you think of thisss, Gabriel?” Kaa continued, tilting his head to study every detail of Gabriel’s face, now completely devoid of resistance. “Isssn’t it much easssier to let me take control? After all, with your busssy life, you sssure need a break…”

Gabriel let out a weak sigh, as if that thought echoed in some remote corner of his mind. Kaa chuckled softly and let the tip of his tail slide a slow trail over the man’s chest, right where the buttons of his unbuttoned shirt left his skin exposed.

“Yesss, you are definitely made for thisss…” Kaa continued, in an almost meditative tone, as he gave a small tug to the coils surrounding Gabriel, adjusting them as if adjusting a piece of clothing. “Ssso ssstrong and handsssome… but deep down, so easssy to tame.”

The snake leaned towards his ear, letting his voice caress the last fibers of will that remained. “Tell me, Gabriel… do you like how it feelsss? You don’t need to anssswer.” Jussst go with it…”

The man was barely able to stammer something incomprehensible, and Kaa took it as a yes. “I knew it…” the snake whispered, as he twisted his body and made Gabriel lean forward slightly, his legs still firm, but his posture completely relaxed.

With each passing moment, Kaa allowed himself to play more with his prey. His tail traced a path from Gabriel’s chest to his neck, encircling him like an elegant necklace, while the rest of his body tightened gently around the man’s torso and arms, immobilizing him with a mix of firmness and care.

“Sssee, Gabriel? Thisss isssn’t ssso bad…” Kaa said, moving in front of him to meet his lost gaze once more. “And now, you will be a good boy and do exactly asss I tell you, won’t you?”

Gabriel nodded slowly, a barely perceptible movement, but enough to make Kaa smile in satisfaction.

“I like it that way…” the snake continued, leaning closer until his hypnotic eyes were just inches from Gabriel’s. “Now, darling, let’sss have sssome more fun…”

The snake began to move his coils slowly, adjusting Gabriel’s position as if he were a clay figure that he molded to his whim. Although he was completely still, his muscles still stood out under his slightly unbuttoned shirt, something that Kaa watched with obvious delight.

Prince Eric hypnotized by Jafar

The sun rose over Prince Eric's seaside palace, as the young heir went over the day's business in his study. He was interrupted by the arrival of a servant who entered with an air of urgency.

"Your Highness," he said, bowing, "a foreign merchant has arrived in our lands. He claims to have priceless items that only a man of your rank could appreciate. He requests an immediate audience."

Eric, intrigued, set aside his scrolls. "A foreign merchant, you say... Does he have anything concrete to offer?"

"He speaks of relics from the East, my lord. Unique jewels and artifacts that he claims only you deserve to possess."

The prince smiled, ever fascinated by the oddities of the world beyond his shores. "Have you shown to the hall. I will receive you personally."

A few minutes later, Jafar, disguised as a noble merchant, entered the main hall. He carried an ornate chest and wore a calculated smile, bowing with exaggerated politeness. "My prince," she said softly, "it is an honor to find myself before a man so celebrated for his nobility and beauty."

Eric, somewhat uncomfortable with the compliment, responded politely. "Thank you for your words. I am told that you bring treasures of great value. I am eager to see them."

Jafar placed the chest on a nearby table, opening it with a theatrical gesture. Inside was a display of jewels and artifacts that seemed to sparkle with their own light. Eric moved closer, admiring each piece with increasing fascination, until something in particular caught his eye.

"What is this?" he asked, taking into his hands a delicate figure of a ship carved from dark wood, inlaid with mother-of-pearl and precious stones. Every detail, from the sails to the cannons, was crafted with impressive mastery.

"Ah, my lord," Jafar said with a sly smile, "it is a ceremonial ship from the eastern seas. It is said to belong to an ancient line of navigators who ruled the most dangerous waters in the world. A piece worthy of a prince such as yourself."

Eric studied the figure in admiration. “It is magnificent. The craftsmanship is impeccable.”

“And there is more, my lord,” Jafar added, his voice dropping to a more solemn tone. In one fluid motion, he raised his cobra staff. “Allow me to show you this. It is not just a relic. It is an ancient symbol of wisdom and power, capable of inspiring awe in all who behold it.”

Eric stared at the staff, his eyes immediately drawn to the gleam of the gems embedded in the cobra’s head. “It is… fascinating,” he murmured, leaning forward slightly.

“Yes,” Jafar continued, his voice taking on a lower, silky tone, like a whisper that slipped into the prince’s thoughts. “Look at the eyes, my lord. Deep and mysterious as the ocean itself. Look how they glow… how they pulse with a life of their own.”

Eric couldn’t look away. The gems seemed to pulse in time with his own breathing, and the room around him began to fade, leaving only the hypnotic glow of the staff. “It is… captivating,” he admitted, his voice losing its firmness.

“Exactly, my dear prince,” Jafar said, moving the staff slowly, drawing a rhythm that further enthralled Eric. “Let these eyes guide you, calm you. There is nothing else to think about. Just watch… and feel your mind lighten, all weight disappear.”

Eric blinked, his natural resistance fading. “I… shouldn’t…”

“Shhh,” Jafar interrupted softly, his eyes now glowing with the same intensity as the staff. “There is no need to resist. There is no danger here. Only peace… only obedience.”

Eric’s words faded into an inaudible whisper. His breathing slowed, his shoulders relaxing as his eyes began to reflect the golden spirals now dancing in the gems of the staff. The expression on his face changed from wariness to utter calm, his lips parted and his gaze vacant.

“That’s it, Eric,” Jafar whispered, triumphant. “Stop thinking, stop fighting. Give yourself over completely. Now, all that matters is my voice. Your will is mine.”

“My… will is yours,” Eric repeated, his tone devoid of emotion, utterly surrendered. The words flowed from his lips as if they were no longer his own, but dictated by an unseen master.

Jafar lowered the staff, looking at his new acquisition with a satisfied smile. Eric remained motionless, his eyes still shining with the magical spirals, his posture reflecting total devotion.

"My precious prince," Jafar said with delight, "from now on, you will be another jewel in my collection. A perfect prince for a perfect harem."

Eric nodded slowly, his voice soft and monotone, "I am... yours, master."

Kaa's hypnosis phases

1. INTRIGUE: Kaa's eyes begin to emit a pattern of colored spirals, seeking the gaze of his prey. The victim, alert, watches suspiciously, intrigued by the snake's unexpected presence.

2. EYE CONTACT: With his honeyed voice, Kaa begins to speak to him, capturing his attention. The victim gives in to his own curiosity and makes eye contact with the snake. The colored spirals begin to reflect in his eyes.

3. ATTRACTION: The man's gaze, now fixed on Kaa's, shows confusion and interest, marking the beginning of his fall.

4. CONNECTION: The intensity of the spirals increases. The victim smiles slightly, his face relaxed and lost. His will begins to fade.

5. SURRENDER: Completely hypnotized, the man begins to feel drowsy and his eyelids become heavy, as if he were about to fall asleep