The lamia's grand dinner

Bolt opened, hopped inside and swiftly closed the door to his bedroom, slumping down against it before holding his head in his hooves gasping for air as if he’d just surfaced from the bottom of a lake. Bolt slowly lowered his hooves staring up at the window. This was bad, very, very bad. The corrupted and snake-like twisted part of his mind merely shrugged wondering why he was so stubborn and defiant in neglected himself from what he clearly enjoyed and desired, whilst Bolt himself trembled nervously before giving a deep sigh.

“Two days,” Bolt told himself as if that might speed up the passage of time “Two more days then the dinner and I can just leave.” Bolt gave a weak nod then stood up, glancing around the room before heading to the pile of coils strew about from his previous night’s rest, hardly able to believe the shift from how numb and relaxed he had been after Sunny’s toying the previous day.

Bolt shuffled the coils around a climbed inside, resting his head upon a pillow he’d made out of them and stared straight ahead at the wall, feeling no sense of tiredness or need for sleep. Bolt rolled over, shifted and wriggled trying to find the comfiest spot that would allow him to drift off to sleep, but all his mind was focused on was the mockery of the coils; they were too soft and plushie, with no support or weight within them, they didn’t shift or rise and fall with gentle breathing, they could constrict him with a tight tug around his neck no matter how hard he tried it was just an uncomfortable tug… Bolt soon realised where his mind was and dropped the coil he had picked up, with the intention of draping it around his neck like Ruby so often did.

Rolling sideway, Bolt glanced up out the window as he stewed in his thoughts glumly. He’d been laying there for a while now, he wasn’t sure exactly how long, but long enough that he was drowsy and wishing to slip into sleep. Bolt’s mind, no intend to retreat in its assault upon his dark cravings, returned with visions and ghostly memories of Sunny and Ruby’s playing. In a moment of weakness and sleep desperation, Bolt wondered if he just let the memories envelop him would he fall asleep? Just as he was cracking into temptation to let himself try this forbidden fruit, Bolt’s ear flickered as he heard a murmur of a voice. Bolt turned his head, blinking in confusion, but before he could write it off as a memory Bolt heard it again; dim, shallow and vaguely echoey like somepony speaking softly from a cavern or well.

For a third time Bolt heard the whispers of the voice and, since sleep was eluding him so much, he decided that he would find out whatever it was that was calling out to him “How do I know it’s calling to me?” Bolt wondered in his mind as he reached the door and opened it.

The hallway was dark, dimly lit by a pair of windows either side of the long hallway, with occasional flickers of light from the torches of the night guard outside. Bolt glanced back and forth, wandering down the hallway to the crossroad leading to the bathrooms, staff room, downstairs and up to Ruby. As Bolt reached the middle of the hallway he glanced downstairs as if hoping to see someone there waiting for him, but it was deserted; not a soul stirred. But Bolt was not given to chance to debate going back to bed, the whispering cooed from behind him, coaxing him toward the source… up towards Ruby’s room. Bolt remained where he stood, staring fascinated up the spiral staircase to Ruby’s room. When the call brushed through his mind again however Bolt began to move towards the ramp and made his way steadily up. Bolt soon found himself outside Ruby’s room, nervously staring at it as if it was threatening him. The voice spoke again, however this time Bolt heard it through the door.

“Bolt,” Ruby cooed softly under her breath. How had it carried all the way down to his room?

Bolt knocked lightly on the door “Can I come in, Mistress?” Bolt asked the door politely, his voice soft in the hopes Ruby was in fact asleep.

Those hopes, sadly for him, were dashed quickly “You may,” Ruby said from within.

Bolt hesitated, only for a second, before pulling the door open and peeking inside. Ruby lay upon her bed, her coils laying sprawled under and atop the covers and around the edges of the bed. The first thing Bolt noticed was a small space right beside Ruby… she had been waiting for him. The realisation made Bolt both afraid, nervous and excited as he stepped over the threshold of the door, which closed behind him by Ruby’s magic.

“You…” Bolt gulped somehow aware he was admitting how much control Ruby had over him “You called?” He asked with a crack in his voice.

“Mmmm,” Ruby purred with a smile “I did,” she admitted quietly, “…and I am glad to see you answered, but do tell… when I called… what did it sound like?” Ruby leaned forward folding her hooves under her chin waiting in suspense for Bolt’s answer, a little giddy with excitement.

Bolt shifted where he stood looking at the grand display of Ruby’s incredible length and bulk. Captivated by the moonlight lit coils he felt the truth slip forth easily “It was a distant voice calling from a well, echoey but not with any defined word, I could just tell someone was saying something, I wasn’t sure what until I got here,” Bolt said glancing back up at Ruby who seemed a little disappointed.

There was a moment of pause before Bolt asked “Mistress why… why did you call for me?” Bolt asked softly.

Ruby rolled a hoof, thinking “Mostly to see if you would answer, or hear me.” She said dismissively.

“So, you don’t need anything?” Bolt asked.

“No, you may go,” Ruby said waving a hoof dismissing Bolt, laying back down on her pillows to rest and think. But Bolt, nervous though he was, remained where he stood and Ruby slowly sat up again, smiling “Or perhaps… you’d like to stay?” Ruby asked with an almost hopeful smile.

Bolt nervously kicked the floor flushing “I… can’t sleep anyway,” He mumbled quietly but Ruby just barely heard him.

Ruby grinned, the opportunity perfect “Well, why don’t you climb up here with me and I can sort that dilemma for you.” Ruby offered curling her tail around forming a set of glittering white stairs, inviting Bolt into a world of bliss.

Bolt walked over, glancing between Ruby’s coils and Ruby herself watching patiently. Stepping up onto the bed, the nervous stallion felt the bed shift around and quiver as he walked along and between the coils under the covers, finally reaching Ruby. Bolt, cautiously, crawled beside her and wriggled his legs under the covers, feeling the end touch a cool coil causing him to pull his leg back up immediately in surprise. Bolt looked down as he heard the bed creak, Ruby moving her coils towards him.

“Would you like me to coil you up?” Ruby asked and Bolt gave a little nod “Good boy.” She cooed.

Ruby slithered her coils towards the little ball of heat emanating beside her, her body and instincts eager to sap the warmth he would soon provide into her cold coils. Bolt gave a little gasp looking down as two thick coils looped around his hind legs, dragging him down a little and lifting him up. Bolt was spun around once by the coil which swiftly slid under him and curled up and around his body, thick bulky coils wider than his head gripped his body leaving not a sliver of free room to wriggle within, though Bolt did try on instinct. Ruby gave a playful squeeze with her coils, sat up looking at him as another coil curled behind his head lifting it up to be on a slightly higher level so he didn’t have to hold it up uncomfortably. Ruby flexed and let her coils slither and glide smoothly over Bolt’s warm-blooded body, feeling how soft and fluffy he felt in her huge coils, with Ruby letting out a content primal hiss of satisfaction. Ruby’s slithering also served to lock Bolt in place, the coils tightening around him, forcing his body to lock in position or be painfully compressed if it didn’t comply with her wishes, and when it did it received a grateful pleasant squeeze as a reward.

Trapped in his relaxing position, unable to move, Bolt’s mind was bombard by irritable fearful thoughts of how weak, helpless and vulnerable his was in Ruby’s grip. Ruby felt his pulse speed up in his neck and leaned close “Ssshhh,” Ruby whispered into his ear quietly “It’s okay Bolt, I’m here, I won’t hurt you. Just let your eyes flutter down and relax. Feel the muscles in my coils flex and compress you as I message away your concerns and your fears.” Ruby kept up the soft tone, hugging Bolt’s neck with her hooves, pressing her lips to his damaged left ear, her cool breath ruffling his mane and cheek “You’re safe here, nothing will touch you except my coils in here, it’s fine to just relax and let me take over. It’s natural, for you are weak and I’m strong, I can protect you much better.” Ruby smiled, Bolt’s heartbeat was a steady drum, beating dully in his chest, eyes half open as he listened to her honeyed words, merely cooing softly with each tantalising squeeze.

Ruby reach down with one of her hooves and turned Bolt’s head to face her, not daring to smile or hope Ruby once again pushed her mind pact upon Bolt “Would you like me to hypnotise you? It’ll make this feel so much better!” Bolt stared at Ruby as the words processed through his droopy mind, after lying awake so long he was finally being permitted the sleep he so desired, thanks to Ruby and her comforting embrace.

Bolt looked away and Ruby deflated a little in disappointment, once Bolt couldn’t see. Meanwhile Bolt was twisting the offer around in his mind, it was a dangerous, stupid, reckless and just plain dumb idea to say yes… but he couldn’t lie to himself right then, he was too tired to do so, he was tempted. Bolt had been tempted since he’d first seen Nedra back with Polish, what felt like so long ago. Bolt was tempted again, daily, seeing the entrance smiling staff… they were so peacefully enveloped in blissful obedience and relaxation all the time... but Bolt was also afraid of losing himself, of forgetting who he was or… worse things that drifted along the back of his mind in the shadows of fear and doubt that remained posed to strike his happy little bubble… a bubble Ruby could make into iron… or strong white scales…

Bolt took a shaky breath and Ruby resigned to another denial “Can I make a… condition?” Ruby blinked and looked over, Bolt was busy watching the nearby wardrobe handle, fascinated by it.

“I guess I can hear it and see what I think.” Ruby said, keeping her voice level, was he about to…?

“Don’t…” Bolt took another nervous breath, remaining silent until Ruby squeezed, wringing the air out of him like water out of a cloth, at the same time forcing out his words “Don’t erase me.” Bolt mumbled, getting steadily quieter as he realised how silly the words sounded.

“Erase you?” Ruby tilted her head, then smiled leaning back down to whisper “I promise, that tomorrow morning, when you awaken you will still be Boltblood Thundercloud. You’ll still be able to think for yourself, still be able to do your job and still have the opportunity to leave after the dinner, I will not erase you.” Bolt quivered as Ruby spoke softly in comforting tones, enticing him further.

“W-will… I end up like Nedra and the others?” Bolt asked nervously.

“Mmmm,” Ruby paused thinking whether to tell him or not, deciding she would so it would feel all the more satisfying if he cracked here and now “Well, you might see me, shall we say, in a more appealing light. You will be able to easily recall my eyes and spell and find it hard, though not impossible, to be afraid of me… but yes, it is possible, only possible, you may end up like the others, depending on how much you enjoy this.” Ruby flicked her tongue out against Bolt’s ear, his pace had picked up a little “Go on, you can only find out one way, indulge… go on… indulge… indulge Bolt… indulge.” Ruby cooed in a soft mantra.

“A-alright… I… I’ll give it a try.” Bolt said softly and Ruby failed to supress her smile.

“Glad to hear it.” Ruby said dragging Bolt deeper into her coil as they tightened, allowing Ruby to slither atop before loosening her grip so he could resume breathing.

Bolt shifted nervously, glancing around and away from Ruby. It was to be expected, permission didn’t necessarily mean eagerness “Bolt,” Ruby noticed him glance at her eyes then away once more, Ruby gave a soft sigh “Alright, I’ll start like this and you can look when you’re ready, okay?” Ruby offered.

“Thanks.” Bolt mumbled and Ruby’s smile returned.

“You’re welcome.” Ruby said to her slave to be.

Ruby closed her eyes and opened them, willing them to dilate into the pinpricks of black dots and empty whiteness, before bursting into a torrent of lazily pulsing, beautifully glowing rings “Bolt,” Ruby cooed softly and Bolt looked over his eyes widening as they locked onto the source of the ethereal glow. Bolt’s eyes began to dilate a little before, with difficulty, he wrenched his gaze away, focusing on the pillow beside him instead. Ruby’s tongue flicked out of her mouth as she smiled “Aw, now that wassss hardly a look,” Ruby purred, letting an obvious lisp into her words “Go on, little morssssel turn your gaze back, let you mind ssssink into my gazzzze and sssslip into blissssssss ssssilently.” Bolt quivered in Ruby’s grip and she smiled, pleased at how easily Bolt was to toy with.

Ruby shifted her coils, pulling the whole cocoon up Bolt’s body a little before it slid back down settling in place, rubbing his muscles and body making him sigh softly. Ruby then slithered more length around Bolt’s coil pillow, raising the thick coil up and pressing it against his cheek, the muscle and fat slack so it moulded itself around his head as Ruby guided his gaze back to her eyes, which were still pulsing in earnest, hoping to welcome the helpless prey into their depths. Bolt felt, again, the sensation of being tugged towards Ruby’s gaze, the world and scenery around her dulling and fading as the colours lit up his face. The glow was the only thing visible in the dimly lit room, an ideal setting and situation for Ruby. But just as before Bolt felt a twinge of fear and let it rule his decision, turning away, though it was a little longer before he did so, his head turning into the coil that had turned his gaze, which lowered under him and waited for his breathing to settle.

Ruby waited patiently, counting in her head until she dared try again without pushing beyond Bolt’s limitation, she didn’t want adrenaline to kick in or it’d be a pain to get him to relax under her gaze, she had to be subtle and smooth. Coax him in, slow and steady. To pass the time, and aid her next assault, Ruby let her coils press and smother Bolt’s body, squeezing and flexing against his tired muscles, raising and pampering his back before lowering Bolt back down, the coil snug under Bolt’s neck tightened, harder and harder until he was unable to get hardly a wisp down before relaxing. There was mutual pleasure to be had in Ruby’s coils pampering Bolt, Ruby was able to enjoy the sensation of prey in her large coils, squeezing and constricting his helpless form, and Bolt was massaged and relaxed by the grip, which switched between gentle and caring to tight and mischievous… but it never did anything he didn’t enjoy.

Ruby let her coils relax for a moment, the only movement was her tail tip which had slithered over, drawing spirals around Bolt’s ear playfully, making it twitch which Ruby found amusing. She then leaned closer whispered to him softly as her eyes made the side of his face glow with interchanging colours, Bolt having closed his eyes as he saw a glimpse of her approaching from the corner of his eye “Bolt, I want you to think and remember ssssomething for, jusssst for a moment… I want you to think about my sssstaff, when you have sssseen them enthralled in my sssspell. I want you to remember how they looked; colourful ringssss pulssssing through their eyessss rapidly, a blissssssssful, content ssssmile upon their facessss. I want you to remember Alexxxx, how relaxxxxed and peacccceful he wassss, sssso comfy and content he wassss able to effortlessssssssly fall assssleep in my coilssss without a care in the world.” Ruby smiled as Bolt bit his bottom lip, shifting in her coils as their pampering continued. In Bolt’s mind eye was the vivid memory of Alex smiling at nothing in particular within Ruby’s coils, pure euphoria coursing through his mind, body and very soul, part of Bolt wondered if he would look the same “Can you ssssee the image?” Ruby cooed softly.

Bolt nodded “Yes… yes I can.” He softly answered, focused very intensely upon Alex’s eyes and smile as Ruby kept talking, only half listening.

“Now I want that image to shift, blur and melt, let it float away sssso your mind issss like a blank canvassss for me. I’m going to draw a new picture; now imagine yoursssself, jusssst yoursssself, normal and well,” Bolt did as Ruby asked, imagine himself stood in an empty white void “Can you ssssee yoursssself in your mind?” Bolt nodded “Good, now imagine my coilssss sssslithering towardssss the image of yoursssself. Ssssee yoursssself sssstand on your hind legssss and allow the coilssss to curl up around your body, looping around growing thicker and thicker forming a nicccce tight cocoon.” Ruby paused letting the image play out as she gave Bolt a full body squeeze making him gasp “Now, with your body encassssed in blissssssssful coilsssss ssssqueezing and compressssssssing into your body focusssssss your attention on your eyessss, they’re widening and the pupilssss are shrinking, turning into pinprickssss of blue.” Bolt saw his imaginary self’s eyes widen in his mind’s eye, staring at something Bolt couldn’t see “You’re watching my own pulssssing eyessss and ssssoon, very ssssoon, your eyessss begin to reflect mine, a ssssimple content ssssmile playing over your mouth assss all thought issss pushed away and ssssmothered under my eyessss, no thoughtssss, only blissssssss.” Ruby’s smile widened as Bolt flushed a little at the appealing image.

Ruby leaned away from Bolt again, allowing her seductive messages to sink in. Ruby’s hissing voice echoed dully in Bolt mind as his eyes slowly opened. Seizing the opportunity, Ruby reached down, taking Bolt’s cheek with a hoof and turning his gaze, guiding it gently, towards her own. Bolt’s eyes turned to Ruby’s, the pulsing colourful rings having been patiently waiting for his return. Bolt’s eyes began to widen, his pupils dilating slowly as Ruby cupped both of Bolt’s cheeks with her hooves, holding him softly, carefully. Bolt’s eyes flicked to look at Ruby’s hooves then back to her eyes. Nervous, Bolt began to turn away, Ruby pulling her hooves away so as not frighten him, but as his left eye was covered, his right eye remained watching Ruby’s. Bolt glanced away again for a few seconds, his pupils growing back to normal size, then he looked back at Ruby’s pulsing eyes, turning his head to see her fully. Ruby’s hooves, once again, cupped Bolt’s cheeks but he didn’t flinch away, allowing his eyes to widen and dilate to a quarter of their normal size. Ruby had not yet put enough power into her spell to make them reflect her own, but as Bolt remained fixed upon her eyes she willed another ring to join in the dance flowing through her eyes, the power growing. Bolt’s eyes dilated further, this was his last chance to look away and stop this, but he didn’t, his jaw was locked tight from fear but he remained watching the rings, enticed by his curiosity and shameful desire to go further.

Ruby let her coils squeezing loosen up in its intensity, letting them flow and contract in a more relaxing, comforting rhythm for Bolt to enjoy “That’ssss it, jusssst relaxxxx. Don’t fight it, jusssst focussss on my eyessss as each new colour pulssssessss through and chassssessss after the previoussss ring. There’ssss nothing to worry about, jusssst let my ringssss flow into your mind, you’re ssssafe here, no harm will befall you in my sssstrong coilssss. Relaxxxx Bolt, let your mind wander into the colourful enssssnaring embracccce of my eyessss, relaxxxx and let go of your fearssss, you don’t need to lissssten to them anymore. Relaxxxx, Bolt, just relaxxxx.” Ruby droned on in her beautiful entrancing hissing tones.

Finally, after ducking away and avoiding her gaze for so long, a single blue ring began to stretch and envelope Bolt’s right eye, halfway along his left eye began to pulse yellow. As Bolt’s former white eyes began to fade into new hypnotic colours, his connection to his body’s motor control loosened and relaxed, meaning that, should he have regrets or hesitate he would no longer be able to look away, at least not without a great feat of self-control and will power. Bolt’s eyes were covered in a new colour and a new ring began to lazily pulse along, his focus was fixed entirely upon Ruby’s entrancing eyes.

“That’s it Bolt, good, relax, just let me take over, don’t fight just relax.” Ruby didn’t turn up the power rapidly after that though, she gradually let her eyes speed up, a new ring squeezing in as she did so, no after so long waiting and so much teasing she was going to drag this out as slow as possible, let Bolt enjoy it and marvel in what he had denied himself for so long.

“Does it feel good, my eyes having snared you mind, slowly looping its colour rings around your mind, encircling your thoughts and making them slow and sluggish?” Ruby asked with a grin. Bolt’s jaw had slackened from its tense position so now it hung open in shocked awe, it was a cute expression.

“It… it feels good… Mistress.” Bolt managed as his eyes twitched a little from the unfamiliar sensation of having his mind bombarded with the order to relax.

“Good, good, I’m glad you are enjoying it, that’s important to both of us. This is meant to feel good for you, you want to enjoy it and I care about you just like all my good, obedient staff, Storm. You know this don’t you, Storm? You know I care and will keep you safe and happy, just relax into my spell, submit and let me take control.” Bolt gave a soft moan of confusion. Something sounded… wrong?

Bolt’s jaw moved up and down sluggishly, Bolt having to fight to make words come out his mouth “M… Mistress… S… Storm?” His name was Bolt, not Storm, that was what was wrong, Bolt was glad he remembered that. Bolt’s eyes were pulsing steadily faster at this point, just two rings behind Ruby’s now as she slowly and steadily kept up the increasing potency in her spell.

“That’s your name whilst under my spell, you didn’t want me to change your conscious self, Bolt, so to protect Bolt I am going to craft Storm. A sweet, obedient, coil loving pet who will do anything to appease her Mistress. By making Storm separate to Bolt I am not touching Bolt so I am keeping my promise, isn’t that caring of me? Don’t you want to stay the same?” Bolt nodded. So did Storm.

“Y… yes that makes… sense…” Bolt and Storm said as Ruby let her eyes pick up the power a little more than previously, working towards breaking the pair.

“Good boy, Bolt just snuggle up in your mind, relax and let my spell take over. I want you to focus, imagine yourself in my coils again, my coils are sliding over your head, covering it up, as I cover your head all of your thoughts, dreams, desires, aspirations everything that makes you up is being stowed in the cocoon with you, safe and protected, untouchable. Let it all be wrapped up.” Bolt gave a stiff nod, his home, his job all his thoughts and memories being dragged in by the pulsing colours, squeezed into the coils around him before he was closed into the cocoon.

“Now Storm, you are all that’s left, but you are nothing, blank with no memories thoughts or anything, you are just here, in bliss.” Ruby said softly and, as she said it, the final wisps of Bolt and his resistance were dragged into the dark corner where his cocoon sat snuggled up, unable to poke out, the stallion inside asleep, unaware of anything happening at the moment. With Bolt gone, Storm’s mouth slowly turned up into a mindless smile, the rings in his eyes began to speed up and quickly surpassed Ruby as all thought was washed away, Storm was just there, he was bliss and knew nothing else… to Storm this was life, this was heaven.

“Good boy Storm, you love being hypnotised, loving being in my coils, squeezed, massaged and held by them, to you there is no greater pleasure than my eyes and coils.” Storm nodded, a sponge to Ruby’s succulent words, he needed her after all, Ruby knew Storm but he didn’t know himself “Now I have drawn you out, you will obey, you will do anything I ask without question and your mind shall never return to Bolt unless I allow it, understand?” Storm nodded, his smile never wavered for he knew not of Bolt’s old morals or his views on right or wrong. To Storm, Ruby was always right and anypony disagreeing or contradicting her was wrong!

Ruby smiled, but Bolt was the one who knew how to cook, best get the horrible mandatory part out the way “Storm, can Bolt hear me?” As she asked Bolt, within his coil prison, stirred, unable to see anything but white coils and colours, but he didn’t mind, Ruby was keeping him safe from having his mind changed “I have something to tell you both. Whenever I say, there is a storm coming Bolt shall obediently climb into my coils within his mind and allow Storm to take control of his body. And when Storm is in control and I say thunder has sounded he shall return to my coils and allow Bolt to come back to his senses and resume control of his body.” Ruby smiled as the triggers settled into their subconscious latching onto their entranced minds, for now two resided in one body thanks to Ruby “Of course, Storm you shall not be asleep when Bolt is in control, you shall whisper sweetly to Bolt, to make sure he loves, obeys and worships me even when in control and out of trance. Will you do that for me Storm?” Storm nodded.

“Of course, Mistress!” Storm said eagerly.

“Oh no, I am Mistress to Bolt, to you, Storm… I am the very goddess of your existence!”

“Sorry, Goddess Ruby!” Storm corrected himself quickly with a bow of his head, but his eyes remained fixed on Ruby’s as she never ceased in her hypnosis.

“It is quite alright Storm, you didn’t know any better, you’ve been away from me since you were born, locked up within Bolt’s mind but that’s okay now, I brought you out. Now, you may once again obey and worship me as you were always intended to do.” Storm nodded with a smile as Ruby squeezed him in his cocoon, his eyes finally returning to their wondrous purple, lifting him up then dropped him out the bottom, as if it were a slide, atop the covers. Storm looked up saddened that Ruby would drop him from his comfy encasement “Oh don’t fret Storm, you shall touch my coils again soon, in fact why don’t you stand up and I will do so now!” Storm instantly scrambled to his hooves smiling at Ruby in eagerness “Stand on your back legs.” Storm complied, utilizing balance that would have escaped Bolt had he been in control.

Ruby nodded in approval and Storm’s smiled widened, watching Ruby’s coils eagerly. Sensing his impatience, Ruby selected a coil wider than Storm’s body and draped it around his withers, curling it into a curly U shape down Storm’s front, who held the underside of the coil with his free hooves. Ruby smiled, moving around to face Storm, laying back upon the pillows twirling a hoof in the air “Dance for me Storm.” Ruby ordered and Storm nodded, slowly raising his hooves up, lifting the coil draping down before his legs escaped and the coil slid back against Storm’s chest.

Storm crossed his hooves over his head, looking up and slowly lowered the left hoof, resting it atop the coil and he spun, flapping his wings in a slow offbeat rhythm, one up the other down. Storm’s left hoof caressed Ruby’s coil softly as the right slowly lowered as well, curling around the coil and lifting it up, Storm spinning again as his tail swayed left and right before he knelt down as if bowing before standing back up, lifting the coil up with both hooves over his head as if it were as prize. Ruby giggled, Storm wasn’t a great dancer but it was still entertaining to watch him try so hard to appease his Goddess.

“Enough.” Storm stopped and lowered the coil back onto his shoulders where it rested itself upon his chest and neck “Kneel,” Storm obeyed sitting upon his haunches, his front legs still gripping the coil as it closed the open space around the front of Storm’s neck, causing him to tilt his head up so his chin wasn’t being painfully pinched “Now, I am going to teach you a mantra and to you it will be like a prayer to me, to your goddess. Repeat after me;” Ruby shifted where she sat and let her eyes pulse with colourful rings once more “When I can think I am helpless, when I am helpless I am afraid, when I am afraid I am weak, when I am weak I must ask my goddess to hypnotise me, when I am hypnotised I am happy, I remain happy by obeying, when I obey my goddess she keeps me safe, when my goddess keeps me safe I am rewarded, when I am rewarded I can think.” Ruby smiled, satisfied with the loop.

There were a few seconds pause as Storm’s sluggish mind processed the words then began to repeat them like a recording “When I can think I am helpless, when I am helpless I am afraid, when I am afraid I am weak, when I am weak I must ask my goddess to hypnotise me, when I am hypnotised I am happy, I remain happy by obeying, when I obey my goddess she keeps me safe, when my goddess keeps me safe I am rewarded, when I am rewarded I can think.” Storm’s voice was a soft drone, monotone, as he watched Ruby’s pulsing eyes, taking in the words deep into his very being “…When I am rewarded I can think. But when I can think I am helpless…” Storm kept saying his mantra over and over, it would be a part of him, a part of his life natural and demanding him to obey his goddess’ unspoken order to speak it every day, for he only thought when Bolt was awake so Bolt was helpless…

“Okay, I think that is enough.” Ruby said as Storm finished he mantra for an eighth time, his voice a little raspy. Ruby gave his neck a soothing rub and he smiled in gratitude “Now that you have your mantra I think we shall retreat to bed as Bolt has much to do tomorrow.” Ruby said.

“As you wish my goddess.” Storm agreed, bowing.

“Do you wish to sleep in my coils?” Ruby asked grinning and Storm nodded “In the coils, or inside them?” Ruby asked, quite aware Storm didn’t care.

“Whatever pleases you, goddess.” Storm droned softly and the coil around his throat tugged him forward.

“It would please me to have you slide down my throat kicking and struggling like helpless prey!” Ruby said with a glint in her eyes.

“If it would please you.” Storm replied simply, crawling forward a little as the coil curled around to form a loop which Ruby used to lift Storm up into the air.

“It would, very… very much.” Ruby cooed letting her jaw unhinge with a soft click. Storm stared down into the tunnel of red soft bliss that Ruby was inviting him to take and flapped his wings in eagerness. It looked simply wonderful.

Ruby didn’t leave Storm hanging, metaphorically, guiding his head towards her mouth which quickly enveloped his whole skull, suckling softly on it and gulping, drawing him deeper. Ruby curled her tail down Storm’s body lifting his legs up a little and giving them a squeeze “Sorry goddess.” Storm called from around her throat, having forgotten in the bliss of feeding his deity that she had wanted him to struggle.

With great gusto, Storm began to wriggle about, kicking his free back legs up and down and trying to push his front ones out of the cocoon gripping him, Storm’s wings beating as if trying to fly away but Ruby swiftly smother them with a coil to prevent that. Storm tried to give a scream of fright but it was more a moan or sigh, it was just so hard to feel afraid when he was making Ruby so happy, and the rings just kept soothing and comforting him the whole time, there was nothing to be afraid of here. Ruby lifted Storm up, his body turned straight up, there wasn’t anything for him to grip or brace himself on as gravity worked smoothly in rhythm with Ruby’s gulping to guide Storm deep into her body, heading towards her stomach. Ruby hummed as she felt Storm’s fluffy wings pass into her mouth, taking a moment to savour their succulent taste before continuing on. Storm’s struggles, which had been meagre even to begin with, were now pitiful as Ruby reached his back legs, trapping them and preventing them from kicking much anymore. They waved back and forth as much as Storm could manage but submitted to Ruby’s gulping easily. Ruby closed her mouth, the end of Storm’s tail sticking out like lines of brown and red spaghetti which Ruby slurped down with a smile, holding her belly as she felt Storm continue on his path down into her tail.

Once that was done Ruby turned around and following Storm’s progress, poking and pressing her hooves into the sides of her tail to feel Storm descending, before finally coming to a halt, for a moment. To Storm, he was in a literal utopia which Ruby had granted him access to, were it up to Storm he would remain here forever. This little bubble was popped as Storm felt himself press against something, an odd wall with a dip in the centre that was moulding to his muzzle as he pressed in against it. Storm began to feel a little cramped in his current position, his body still trying to slide forward as Ruby’s tail kept compressing itself to push him along a path that had ended. Storm tried to turn and shift to get a bit more comfortable when the wall he’d been pressed against suddenly opened and admitted him access. Storm was pushed through and, as he stretched himself out to relieve the cramp in his legs, he found himself within a long chamber, the walls were still compressing but no longer pushing him along. That must mean he was at his destination, Ruby’s stomach, he thought.

The last of Storm’s body was forced inside and he lay where he had slid inside, pressed down by the low stomach ceiling, it was an almost perfect body moulded sleeping bag, tailored just for him by his goddess’ very body. Storm shift his legs and pressed out against the odd slippery walls, his hooves slid along them, they were slightly damp and slimy but not unlike a water bed, though once Storm released the pressure he was putting upon the walls they moved back in to grip him snuggly. Storm sighed, thus noticing the air. It was thin, with little to breathe making him a little woozy and ditzy, but not too bad. It was also strangely heavy with the pre-digestion juices filtering into the air making Storm’s body tingle pleasantly as he lay his head down, feeling drowsy with the stomach walls resting upon his head, like a soft hoof stroking his mane as it rippled with life.

Outside, Ruby was slowly rubbing her hoof back and forth along the bulge that was Storm, hearing him, albeit barely, sighing occasionally “Comfy Storm?” Ruby asked smiling and she saw her tail shift and move, obviously a nod.

“Yes, my goddess.” Storm’s voice was faint and muffled, it was nearly impossible to catch if you didn’t have you ear to Ruby’s tail like Ruby currently did.

“I’m glad to hear it, you must love this, making me feel so stuffed and content, you are such a good little stomach filler! No doubt you will dream of being hypnotised and eaten again and again and again whilst you sleep in the real thing.” Ruby chuckled as Storm merely hummed in delight at the idea “But of course, Bolt will eventually have to come back out,” Ruby said resuming her stroking of Storm’s form.

“Does he have to?” Storm asked in a whiny voice.

“I am afraid so, you are living in his body and it would be rude not to let him have a chance to be coiled up and experience it, after all he can’t feel what I’m doing to you. At least, not as vividly.” Ruby explained in a caring tone.

“That’s a shame.” Storm admitted.

“Indeed… Since you’ve had a lot to not think about tonight why don’t you go to sleep and when you wake up; thunder will have sounded.” It wasn’t the exact trigger, but it was close enough to do it’s intended purpose.

Storm gave a soft sigh and another nod, nuzzling up to Ruby’s belly as his eyes shut, the pulsing rings were slowing but Bolt had already been brought to sleep before he had a chance to stir properly, as Ruby had intended. Within the pair’s mind Bolt and his mental self was uncoiled and set down, the coils awaiting Storm who climbed eagerly within, snuggling up in their depth to sleep, the tail tip giving a fleeting stroke of Bolt’s cheek in goodbye as his took control of his body again. Well he would, once he awoke.

“Sweet dreams my pets.” Ruby said laying upon the bulge and closing her eyes.

What a productive night.