The rhythmic beat of the turntables filled the low ceiling club, pulsating lights flashing and lighting up a glass topped dancefloor causing the lights to rebound between the many jumping pony bodies and waving lamia tails, causing beams of multi-coloured lights to flash against the walls like fire flickering over trees. The DJ grinned, his tail looping and curling around his decks and along the stage behind him, two coils stretching up to the support beams, forming two poles, which a pair of mares were twisting around almost as agilely as the snake they were using as their centre. The ponies dancing could hardly avoid the many waving coils that were glowing with the colours of the disco, many swaying with the coils, as if being controlled by them similar to a puppet on strings, the coils wrapping around them being those smooth, soft and comfy strings.
Against the far wall Galactic Moonshine was emptying the last tray of glasses from the glasswasher nestled behind his bar. Beside him was a strategically placed set of vending machines to block the dancefloor from the view of the bar server but not the customers so the former could focus on his job and the latter could let their mind continue to melt into mindless goop. Galactic’s services tended to run in a very set fashion; customers arrive, get a drink and then join the dancing once they get some dripleaf into their system, only returning by the call of a lamia’s tail or if the DJ takes a five-minute break, the only other time a customer passes by is to leave when they can’t stay awake any longer and exhaustion finally overrules desire. This left Galactic standing alone behind the bar only able to tap his hooves together and resist the urge to lean over the counter to watch the show himself to pass the time… he couldn’t really afford to lose the job or get punished for his indulgence.
Galactic’s ears perked up at the sound of the door opening and leaned back, having gotten halfway towards seeing the stage (again) before being brought back to reality by that familiar sound. Only one customer entered, a thick woollen coat with fluffy linings around the edges and the hood, covering her face. Her horn was pushing the hood up a little at the top, revealing some strands of fiery red hair and a snow-white face, mostly covered in shadow save for the tell-tale smooth, small nose of a mare. The mare slithered in, dragging a thick white and red bellied snake tail in after her, pushing the door shut with the end of her tail as she slid inside a little more towards the heavy heated room, her hood raising up as she looked around the stage before slowly looking towards Galactic behind his bar.
Galactic felt his mouth dry a little as the purple and black slitted eyes under the hood peered out at him with a slightly judging look and he couldn’t help but glance down at the glass he was polishing to avoid looking, missing the lamia’s face stretching into a smile. She slid up to the bar and curled her tail under her pony body, forming a high gleaming seat for herself out of her own coils.
“Barman,” She said and Galactic looked up immediately, the voice was soft, barely audible from the music, yet every syllable rang like a church bell in Galactic’s mind… he’d never had a lamia so powerful here before. Or perhaps those visiting never decided he was worth the effort compared to the easy scores swaying on the dancefloor. The mare pulled back her hood, her face revealing itself, a wild fiery mane hanging down below her shoulders, the lights from the rave burning within as if it were catching and containing those it deemed worthy of its locks, a sparkling, snow white fur that was cold as winter yet somehow soft and welcoming, and once again those purple and black eyes…
“Barman,” She said again smiling.
“O-oh, yes, what can I get you?” Galactic asked and the lamia’s smile tugged up a little higher.
“Fresh pony.” She cooed and Galactic flushed his eyes glancing down to her thick tail as if shifted beneath her “Fruit cocktail,” She said and Galactic nodded “With a shot of whatever you recommend.” She added, glancing towards the vendors “Don’t they block your view?” She asked, turning back to Galactic.
“Not bad, he quivers under my gaze and he looks… huggable… and after Bolt I’ve rather grown fond of Pegasi.” The lamia thought, looking over her… prey.
He was a light summer sky blue with some nice white markings on his belly running up his chest to his face forming a ‘mask’ over his mouth and muzzle as well as running up the bridge of his muzzle disappearing into his mane, Galactic also had more white markings on his centre feather wings and front right and back left hoof. His mane and tail were milk chocolate brown with lighter brown highlights, his mane tied back in a small ponytail behind his head and spiked up at the front, and his tail tied up near the end, making it look a little neater. He had a cute little half goatee beard and a sea blue bandana around his neck in place of a coil, that would have to change. Although, her inspections meant little to the lamia, they all looked the same at the final stage.
Galactic glanced back briefly at the lamia then the vendors and nodded “It… it does block my view, yes, but the boss says I need to focus during work hours… I can… submit after hours… so they stay there.” He mumbled as he cut up various sweet fruits and mixed in a selection of juices with ice cubes, adding a shot of vodka to the metal mixer before shaking it and serving it in a nice wide brimmed glass “There we go… ‘cuddles in the coils’.” Galactic said with a small smile.
“The best kind.” The lamia hummed sipping her drink “So, you can submit after hours… but you sound nervous, I take it you’ve never done it before? Submitted to a lamia, I mean.” Galactic shook his head.
“No… none really want to mess with me, usually the lamias who visit here get a gang of ponies off the dance floor and… pass me by…” Galactic mumbled, his voice dropping steadily lower.
“Well that doesn’t sound like fun, wouldn’t you like to give it a try?” Galactic looked up at the question, turning his gaze towards the vending machines again.
“I’m… you could probably find somepony who’s a little more fun out on the floor.” Galactic suggested.
“What’s your name?” Galactic glanced at the lamia then back to the blocked stage.
“Galactic Moonshine.” Galactic said softly.
“Well, I’m Ruby Scales and I don’t want anypony off the dance floor. They’ve all had a turn under a trance that wasn’t my own… I’m a little picky sometimes, I prefer… untouched minds… like yours, they’re a lot more fun to play with.” Ruby cooed grinning.
“Oh… really, thank you, Ruby, but I…” Ruby sat up straight, pushing her mane back from her face as Galactic looked over at the movement, falling silent.
“I insist, Galactic! When do you finish your shift?” Ruby asked and Galactic blinked, his head feeling like it was swimming as he stared into those pools of purple…
“Er… I… I finish in forty minutes when the club closes…” Galactic mumbled as Ruby blinked and Galactic gave a full body jerk, as if he had been forcefully held on by Ruby’s gaze and her breaking eye contact had snapped the connection like a bungee cord “What…?”
“Don’t worry about it.” Ruby said “I’ll take a seat and wait for you to finish.” Ruby said taking her drink and slithering away, leaving a pile of bits behind.
“Don’t… worry about it…” Galactic mumbled taking the bits and turning to face the register, no longer concerned about his encounter with the lamia or the fact he would be getting picked up by her later… he wasn’t to worry about it...
The DJ let the final song wind to a close, the two dancers, currently hanging by their hind legs on his tail, falling down as the coil let go of the railings above and landed atop them, curling them up as they struggled, wriggling and crying out “Thank you all for coming out tonight, I hope you all got a nice ‘hook up’ ready for later. Enjoy the fun.” He said jumping down and passing Galactic, who was packing up “Lock up, Gally.” He ordered without so much as a glance.
“Yes, boss.” Galactic said as the DJ left amongst a crowd of mesmerised ponies, grinning from ear to ear.
Ruby watched the crowd leave, Galactic checking the various booths and helping ponies who had passed out from a mixture of dripleaf, alcohol and the hypnotic lights. Finally reaching Ruby, the last customer in the club.
Ruby stood up and slid up to Galactic, cupping his chin with a hoof “Ready to leave?” She asked with a smile.
“Oh, right… where are we going?” Galactic asked, glancing down at the hoof holding his face.
“That doesn’t matter to you, all that you need to concern yourself with it holding your head up.” Ruby cooed.
“Huh? Why would I need to do that?” Galactic looked up as he voiced his question, having it answered for him.
Ruby’s eyes had already dilated to half their original size, rapidly shrinking to pinpricks, before bursting with an explosion of colours. Rings, each bordered by a soothing empty black line, pulsed out of Ruby’s eyes flowing on and on, filling her empty white eyes with a grand display of pulsating colours that Galactic soon found his focus dedicated too. Galactic shifted his weight, finding it difficult to hold himself upright under the colours, his body going numb as he rested the weight of his head on Ruby’s hoof.
“What… are you… doing?” Galactic asked his jaw working slower than it normally should.
“Can’t you even tell when you’re being hypnotised?” Ruby asked as she lowered her hoof, Galactic feeling an unnatural amount of weight from his own head… his own thoughts…
“Wha… but… I… wait…” Galactic mumbled, his mental defences had been lowered and he was struggling to bring them up to bear, though it was too late by now even if he managed the exhausting feat. Galactic’s eyes were reflecting Ruby’s own mesmerising colours, his mind becoming increasingly fuzzy and numb with each new ring that passed by.
“Shhh, it’s okay Galactic, just let it happen. Let each ring captivate you, let each colour sooth you, let my spell control you… let me hold you.” Ruby said smiling as her coils quickly slithered around to grab at Galactic’s hind legs, looping around them raising up towards his body.
Ruby slowly stood up higher on her tail, Galactic forced to tilt his head upward to keep the colourful whirlwind in view. Until Ruby pushed a coil against his chest, slowly tugging Galactic up onto his hind legs, still a little lower than Ruby but able to see her eyes at a much more comfortable angle. Galactic felt a little unsteady as Ruby pulled the coil back, but soon the rising cocoon of coils had steadied him, looping over his front legs which had been hanging at his side like iron weights. With a mental tug, Galactic was able to look down at the rising coils with his now pulsating eyes, watching the twirling mass of fat yet muscular coils climb higher up his body.
“Eyes up here.” Ruby said and Galactic’s gaze snapped right back up on command, not a flicker of hesitation.
Galactic, somewhere in his mind, also noticed this but any verbal protested were slurred and kept silent. His mouth, slacked jaw and hanging open from the overwhelming stimuli of the lamia’s hypnotic eyes and soothing coils, wouldn’t respond and Galactic’s body was disappearing into a torrent of coils, like his mind was into colourful rings.
Ruby grinned as she began to sway her tail and pony body, rising up and rolling clockwise before lowering herself back down, her tail shimmering from the club’s low lighting, and her eyes moving caused Galactic to rock his head in circles to follow along. Galactic moaned softly, his only way of verbally informing Ruby of his enjoyment of the situation as his senses were being bombarded on all sides, including from within. Ruby reached Galactic’s neck swiftly and gave a sharp tug, Galactic giving a little gulp as his eyes widened, the spirals halting for a second or two before resuming their swirling path through his emptying mind.
“That’s it Galactic, feel my coils slip and slide over your body, growing thicker and thicker, the weight alone pressing into your muscles, soothing them and making them melt. Feel my gaze over power your mind, all thoughts growing steadily quieter and quieter. Try as you might to resist you can’t help but give in, letting each and every thought dim and fade, forgetting your fears, concerns and worries… just let me take control, my dominance curling and wrapping tighter and tighter around your mind.” Galactic could feel the loops of snake muscle still slithering along, widening in girth as they pushed up against the underside of his neck and chin, pushing his head up as the coil at the bottom of his cocoon grew so thick that he was lifted off the ground, hanging within a prison of coils, unable to move and barely able to think “That’s it, no fear, no resistance… no thoughts only me, my gaze, my coils… my soothing control around your mind as you sink, falling further and further into the pit of obedience. Its okay, Galactic, let yourself fall, let all thought fail and escape you. Let go of your free will, you won’t need it in my company, you only need your senses… to feel me command you, to sink into my thick, scaly embrace… to submit.” Galactic heard a soft ping, like a single note of a musical triangle followed swiftly by a wave of relaxing bliss and ecstasy filling his body from his mind to every hoof tip, causing his slake and limp body to go rigid in Ruby’s grip, his eyes a torrent of rings, his face lit by a broad smile… unthinking, save for his Mistress’ commands “Good boy, now why don’t we leave I have…”
Galactic blinked several times, his eyelids oddly heavy and slightly unresponsive, one moving a little faster than the other over his eyes “Where am I?” Is what he tried to ask, but it came out as a jumble of muffled words, drowned out by the thick coil looping over his mouth. Galactic was laying on a plush bed that seemed big enough for several others to sit upon, wrapped up in a cocoon of white and red coils. One side of the room was dominated by a walk-in… slither-in wardrobe that was currently closed. Beside Galactic was a small dresser and lamp, a letter perched atop a large book. There was also a fireplace, casting orange glowing shadows over the walls of the room and stood in front of it, warming up, was Ruby, currently unaware of her latest plaything’s awakening. Galactic blinked, how did he know Ruby. Galactic tried to think back, wading through a thick marsh of coils and colours that made his mind feel numb and slow… he’d been at work… then finished and… he’d left with Ruby? That seemed like the answer, considering where he was now.
Galactic felt the mass of coils shift around him as Ruby turned to face Galactic “Good evening,” She said, half her body bathed in warm light, flickering and dancing over her form and Galactic felt his frightened mind sooth itself at her voice and appearance… he was… safe with her “Are you ready for the night ahead?”
Galactic hummed quietly, the only indication he wasn’t aware of what Ruby was speaking of, but this only seemed to amuse the giant snake “You forgot, well… I won’t spoil it for you, so just enjoy, though I have no doubt that you will.” Ruby said as she slid onto the bed, crawling along to lay down beside Galactic in the centre of her bed, rolling onto her back and dragging him over causing the whole bed to shift slightly as her coils flipped over. Galactic and his cocoon now rested atop Ruby, his head nestled in her chest fluff “Just relax.” Ruby ordered patting Galactic’s head “And maybe gasp.” She added in a whisper.
Galactic felt the coil over his mouth lower, with his newly returned freedom he was about to ask what Ruby had planned but it was answered in a tight tug to his neck… that held fast. The coils surrounding Galactic’s body began to move in as he wheezed down wisps of air between the coil surrounding his neck, tightening closer and closer, with each little gasp out they pressed in, the coils around Galactic’s neck loosened only a little as the rest of the cocoon closed in but by this point his lungs were being compressed to the point that his breathing hadn’t really changed. A rising numbness and lightheaded haze began to fill the helpless stallions head as he slumped a little, his mouth hanging open with a final weak gasp as Ruby completely closed off his throat, tears running down his cheeks from asphyxiation… vision blacking, this was it, there was no way of fighting off a lamia wrapped around its prey they were just mounds and loops of muscle, Galactic was dependant on Ruby to breath and she wasn’t permitting it.
Galactic’s head bowed as his eyes grew heavy once more, before the coils relaxed as one and he gave a shaky gasp followed by a coughing fit as his lungs began to fill with air once more. Ruby let him recover and rest against her chest, panting softly “Again?” She cooed and Galactic looked up, breathing heavily, as he gave a little nod.
“Yes… please…” He managed weakly with what little air he had available.
Ruby smiled and responded in kind, crushing her coils together to the point the only thing Galactic could hear over his growing wheezing was the sound of coils grinding up against each other. Ruby lifted Galactic up off her chest, holding him in mid-air before her, inspecting her gasping prize as he lay on his back with his body locked in position, the coils so tight around his body Galactic’s hind legs, which were just visible, were held in a perfectly straight position pressed together like two boards nailed down. His head flopped back to look at Ruby with his mouth hanging open, teeth locked together eyes rolling up into his head, staring down at the ocean of writhing coils. Ruby smirked sitting up as she loosened her coils again and Galactic opened his mouth wide to gasp, giving a little grunt as Ruby pounced on her opportunity. Ruby hummed happily as her lips overtook Galactic’s, running over them softly as she let her tongue flicker out and into Galactic’s mouth, running along the edges of his mouth before pulling his own tongue into a vice like grip, as if she were strangling it too, though it was no less enjoyable for the helpless prey.
Ruby broke the kiss, since Galactic was going nowhere on his own, trailing a strand of saliva as she gave a soft gasp, Galactic still panting, recovering as much as he could from his intense cuddling. Ruby ran a coil over Galactic’s face, brushing his mane back as she looked him over again, making Galactic shuffle in his restraints. In a single deft movement, Ruby opened the cocoon containing Galactic and tilted the open coils back, causing Galactic to slide out and land in the centre of the coils riding atop the bed, sinking into the misshapen mass as Ruby dropped the cocoon on any spare space, the mass shifting as she began selecting coils that she deemed… suitable, for her next phase. Trying to sit up proved difficult as the coils had a tendency to squish down from Galactic’s weight, causing his hooves to slip between close together coils, and Ruby’s own breathing was making the whole bed shift slightly.
Galactic finally managed to get upright in time for Ruby to loop two separate coils around his hind legs, with enough girth to cover his head over easily, tugging on them so Galactic, once more, slipped onto his back leaving him staring up at the ceiling. Ruby looped a couple coils around Galactic’s back, forming something resembling a hammock, or just a very thick tree branch made of scales, as she lifted him up off the bed yet again. Another pair of coils looped around the hammock and over the barrel of his body for support, lifting his forelegs up into a more comfortable position as if he were laying back on the side of a pool or in an armchair, the coils acting as supports for Galactic to sink his legs into. Another coil looped over the top of Galactic’s body and under his armpits, keeping Galactic’s legs locked up away from the lower half of his body. At the same time, the coils around Galactic’s hind legs tugged them apart, letting them flop down either side of the coil ‘branch’ as another coil looped between the two and formed a bar so Galactic couldn’t free himself, leaving him in a rather stretched out and exposed position without a means of covering himself. Ruby looped a couple more coils over Galactic’s belly for more support then flexed her coils, rubbing him all over.
“You look comfy.” Ruby commented, still leaning into her pillows inspecting her work.
“Er… thanks… it is… nice…” Galactic said flushing and shuffling about in his new restraints, sitting up as much as he was permitted to look down at his bound body, mounds of rising and falling white and red scales greeting him.
“Only nice? Well, I’m sure I can improve your opinion easily enough.” Ruby said lifting her tail tip up to rub around Galactic’s neck and cheek.
“W-what do y-you mean?” Galactic asked with a nervous smile.
“You knew perfectly well what I mean.” Ruby cooed lowering Galactic down somewhat so he was at eye level with Ruby, much easier to see… and tease.
Galactic gave a nervous open smile, a slightly shaky moan escaping his lips as he tried to protest but the coils cinched around his neck, the coils around him rocking left and right, rubbing over Galactic’s body with what little slack was permitted. Then, a mischievous coil began to twist and twirl beneath his back, further down until it reached the pegasus’ wings, giving them a little flickering rub before curling around the white marked feather and pulling, Galactic’s body easily permitting the muscular tubes access as his wings opened up. The curious tail tip looped around and hung down heavily towards the floor like thick white vines on tree branches, before curling back up for the other wing. Once both were wrapped up, Ruby tightened her gripped and rubbed back and forth, Galactic’s wings stretching out further as he bit his lip.
“Is that good?” Ruby purred and Galactic nodded “Shut your eyes… you don’t need your sight. Or would you prefer a blindfold?” Ruby offered a coil in response.
“Buh-blindfold.” Galactic panted, shifting in his confines as the coil looped over his heated face, giving a squeeze.
“Such a good boy, keep this up and you’ll get a reward.” Ruby hummed as her tail tip continued on further down Galactic’s body…
“Reward?” Galactic asked but his answer wasn’t a verbal one.
Ruby brushed back Galactic’s tail and curled her tail tip, rubbing around his rump, pushing and pressing in, the stallion giving a very mare-like moan as he instinctively tried to pull himself away “Keep still,” Ruby ordered and Galactic tried his best to resist his urge to back off.
Ruby patted around Galactic’s tail a little more then flicked her tail against his plot, once more enticing a moan from the feeble stallion then a yip of surprise as the lamia pushed inside Galactic’s rear entrance.
“Haha, you sound just like a mare in heat, wanting to grind on my coils… mmmm, you’re even acting like one at the front.” Ruby commented as Galactic’s cock began to twitch and stand half upright, a forceful push from Ruby making it jump upward and drool.
“Oh Celestia…” Galactic groaned.
“Heh, she might hear you… it is a pretty quiet night… and I have a few ideas for you.” Ruby tugged her tail tip back, almost leaving Galactic’s rump before pushing back inside “Tell me, Galactic, what do you know of lamia venom?” Ruby asked, getting a couple thrusts off between her question.
Galactic gave a grunt and moan with every thrust “Wha-aaahhh-t…? I d-don’t… don’t knoOHW!” Ruby couldn’t help but chuckle at her plaything’s predicament.
“Lamias can entice their partners for breeding using venom, not harmful and normally just the vapours the venom releases are enough for lamias and ponies to get the intended effect… but injecting it… well, your body will go into overdrive. You might feel a sudden urge… to cum…” Ruby cooed as she licked her lips, which were dripping a syrupy looking liquid from the four fangs Ruby possessed “Repeatedly.”
Galactic stared at the glittering venom and gulped “W-wait, ha-” Galactic gave a sharp gasp as Ruby pushed her tail deeper, forcing thicker girth inside as the tail tensed sideways, pushing outward and Ruby struck forward.
Galactic gave a little yip as Ruby’s lips forced themselves over his and her tongue looped inside, pressing and rubbing the base of his tongue, the tail tip in Galactic’s rump relaxing into a sort of back and forth slither, making the stallion hum quietly… finally gulping down the venom like a drink. Ruby mouth fed Galactic for a minute before pulling away, holding her toy’s head as she watched the effects spread through to his stomach, around his body and then to his head.
Ruby chuckled as Galactic’s muscles tensed briefly, biting his lip as he shuffled his hind legs back and forth in his restraints, a line of pre-cum dripping towards Ruby’s coils “Does it feel good?” Ruby asked as a coil curled around behind her, brushing over her bedside counter, searching for the handle blindly as Ruby didn’t want to miss Galactic’s reactions.
“Ye-yes! P-please, more!” Galactic begged, struggling to tip himself over the scale he was balanced on by the venom and tail thrusting.
“More? Well, if that’s what you want.” Ruby said as Galactic vaguely heard a draw opening, his mind unable to process what this might mean as a fog of venom and pleasure dulled his senses.
Ruby slid over her bed to Galactic’s side, the stallion giving a little grunt as he managed to raise his head up to see Ruby gripping his cock with a hoof, the other one holding a hitachi wand, the smooth latex top ready to rock Galactic free of all his ‘tension’. A dull whirr that quietened down filled the room as Ruby adjusted the wand’s vibrations, pressing it to Galactic’s cock head, pushing it down onto his belly, pinning it down with her hoof and the vibrating wand head. Galactic jittered and moaned, trying to roll from side to side from the teasing pleasure, his cock pushing up against Ruby’s hoof and the wand pinning it down. Galactic took a sudden sharp breath in, holding it and Ruby upped the wand’s speed quickly, rubbing it up and down his head in small circles, tipping Galactic’s focus as he began to cum. Thick strings of white cum flung themselves up Galactic’s body, covering his chest and belly as Ruby continued to rub and rock his cock with the wand, toying with Galactic during his orgasm. Ruby clicked the wand off as Galactic’s cock continued to jitter and jump, letting go allowing it to flick back up, splattering cum onto Galactic’s thighs.
Ruby slid a hoof down Galactic’s leg which was beginning to sweat “Okay… but I could get more,” She mumbled to herself, turning to her side as a coil disappeared under the bed, dragging something heavy back out.
Galactic turned to see a thick black box, like a small trunk, with a glass jar attached to the top with a long nozzle, lifted up and set atop Ruby’s coils on the bed as she began to fiddle with it, plugging it into the wall. Ruby grabbed the end of the nozzle which opened up into a suction cup of sorts, a bright, fleshy pink colour with only a slit for an entrance. Ruby checked that the internal walls would stretch apart easily enough using her tail, revealing the nubbed inside to Galactic. Ruby then took a bottle of lube, which was embellishing that it was strawberry flavoured on the side, repeatedly clicking the dispenser atop it a dozen times to get plenty out. Ruby’s hoof pushing inside the nozzle to let the liquid drip inside, causing the outside slit to glisten in the firelight. Ruby glanced over the milker at Galactic, smiling.
“Want it?” Galactic’s cock gave a little jump in anticipation as Ruby grinned waving the tube back and forth slowly, like her own tail tip.
“Yes!” Galactic begged, his hip thrusting upward instinctively from his excitement and the venom coursing through his veins.
Ruby gave a little purr-like hiss “You sure? I did this for fun but it seems you’re having more than I am. I think we need a counterbalance…” Ruby suggested slowly, as if thinking on the idea she’d already thought of.
“Sit on me, I’ll eat you out!” Galactic cried desperately, watching the milker nozzle drooling low down onto Ruby’s coils, who was absentmindedly rubbing spare lube on her waist as she ‘thought’ of a suitable counterbalance. Galactic noticed the armoured scales had folded down around Ruby’s waist just below her pony body at some point, showing a glittering lamia-pussy. Glittering from lube or wetness was debateable.
“Eat me out?” Ruby hummed in thought rubbing her hoof over her pussy as if imagining the sensation “Perhaps, but I have another idea… why don’t I eat you, and with every orgasm I swallow a little more of your body… sound pleasant?” Ruby suggested.
Galactic flushed looking, again, at Ruby’s coils “But…”
“Well if you’d prefer to stay like that, hanging… cock drooling, tense and needy… the venom will wear off after a while… I’ll just tend to myself whilst you wait it out.” Ruby cooed, her horn glowing as she teased her own pussy before Galactic.
Galactic shuffled then snapped “Okay… OKAY! You… you can eat me just… let me cum, please!” Galactic pleaded.
Ruby grinned “Oh, Galactic… that’s all you’ll be doing in a few moments.” Ruby hummed, delighted.
Ruby tilted the end of the milker, angling it so the entrance rested atop Galactic’s cock, drooling onto the hard length to make it a nice smooth entry. Ruby rubbed the tip with the silicone material, Galactic thrusting up before suddenly slamming back down as the coils holding him in mid-air tightened “No, you move when I let you.” Ruby said sternly and Galactic whimpered as Ruby kept teasing, rolling in slow circles.
Galactic gave a shuddering moan, a drop of cum running down his cock and hanging down, this seemed to satisfy Ruby’s requirements and she slowly pushed the slick tube over Galactic. The milker sucked up Galactic’s cock with a quiet squelch and slurp as the lube slipped it down faster. A flick of a button and the machine hummed and sucked in a puff of air, inflating the milker as much as it could, smothering the appendage it would soon work on in its material; a nice, lubed up, tight passage for Galactic to cream out his pent-up stress and brain.
With another button press the machine began to puff air in and out steadily, soft hissing from the machine working the internals as it massaged Galactic’s cock. Ruby began to experiment with the unfamiliar device, pressing other buttons and pushing sliders and dials, one button caused the tube to heat up to a lifelike temperature, a dial made it vibrate, adding a soft droning buzz and rattling of the plastic covering to the room speeding up with every turn clockwise, a second dial made the pump push itself up and down.
“GGHAAAHHHNNNN!” Galactic let out a howl of bliss as all the machine’s various tricks worked him up to his first orgasm, the stallion being lifted up so his cock was held up higher than the rest of his body, a soft, dull splattering, splashing and then dripping resounded from the jar the machine was connected to as it filled with the first sample of cum.
Ruby smirked, turning the various dials up higher so the milker began to whirl as the fans kept it cool, the vibrators rocking the warm nubbed insides around Galactic’s penis like hundreds of squishy miniature tongues, pumping back and forth as well as sucking, compressing the size to as small as Galactic would permit, or at least his cock would permit. It wasn’t long before the jar began to fill a bit more as Galactic’s hind legs did an impulsive little dance, Ruby chuckling as she slithered around to his head. Ruby let her forked tongue roll out, running it along Galactic’s streaked forehead, purring softly at the tangy taste of salt.
“Ahhh… perfect~!” Ruby hissed with a malicious grin and Galactic gulped as he wriggled slightly from side to side in his coily restraints, which had slithered down his body a little, leaving his head unsupported… though it would soon have something else to rest upon.
Ruby continued to lick and kiss Galactic’s head, going no further as she watched the milker leap up and down, Galactic’s eyes flickering between the two points of interest; Ruby sampling her meal, him, and his cock being pumped for all it was worth, just barely visible over the now rippling massaging coils covering his body. A little cinch of the coils on his sensitive wings snapped Galactic’s meagre focus and he came once more, a soft click above his head following immediately afterwards, signalling Ruby unhinging her jaw for the meal ahead.
“W-wait huh-hang on!” Galactic begged but Ruby ignored him pushing his head inside her maw, his muffled protests unable to escape the darkness his found himself lying in, unable to wriggle out as the milker continued its ceaseless work, unconcerned that its charge was being devoured due to its wonderful design.
Galactic moaned and struggled, trying to free his head, Ruby turned the milker up even higher and Galactic couldn’t stop himself from humping into the machine “T-Too much!!” He pleaded as he came yet again and Ruby slurped up to his chest, Galactic’s head pushing against the back of her throat as the coils, once more, loosened so Galactic could begin to slide down Ruby’s esophagus towards her waiting belly, the coils over his wings sliding down to each end and tugging them down to make it easier for Ruby.
The milker protested a little as Ruby turned everything on and up to the maximum it would permit, the end of her tail reaching over and picking up the vibrator, pushing it to her pussy, stretching her own lower lips out as a second distinct whirring joined the others, lube and mare cum splattering white sparkling coils. Ruby rubbed Galactic over back and forth with the remaining coils that still held him firmly, the stallion trying his best not to moan as he was massaged, but he couldn’t help it. He was being devoured yet every nerve was singing in bliss!
“I have to get out, if she eats me…!” Galactic thought, before a second voice spoke up.
“Just one more… one more orgasm then we’ll get out… we’ll stop…” Galactic nodded to himself and relaxed, gritting his teeth as euphoria washed over his mind and the jar filled up higher.
“Nugghhh… Oh-okay, there… duh-done now… now… muh…maybe… once more…” Galactic convinced himself, even as Ruby began to approach his waist, his wings folded down his back unable to spread out, continuing, very slowly, between orgasms, Ruby’s own desires dominating her restraint to tease her morsel.
But Galactic didn’t stop at the next orgasm either, he couldn’t help it now… it was too good, stallion cream filling the glass jar as Ruby reached Galactic’s waist. Galactic panted, one more orgasm and he’d be devoured… he was peaking…
“No! Turn it back on!” Galactic begged as the machine shut itself off. Ruby slurped down Galactic’s waist and cock, the slippery appendage covered in cum and special sweet tasting lube.
“Yeah, sorry Galactic but I can’t eat a machine without getting indigestion… you’ll just have to hang on the edge for a little bit.” Ruby thought with a snake grin.
Having disregarded her promise entirely, Ruby let the last coils gripping Galactic’s hind legs with the coil bar drop onto the bed and flung her head back, sitting up straight, leaning into her vibrating wand as Galactic sank down, his tail turning into a noodle. Galactic’s head approached the area where Ruby’s pussy was, stretching out her palpable body to slide down, pushing the vibrator in deeper, Ruby shut one eye grunting as she came. That was a new experience… cumming from a meal passing through her… not altogether unpleasant, might be worth trying again! But future pleasure aside, Ruby switched her wand off, dropping that too, and focused on gulping Galactic into her tail, his body bending as he sank deeper into the lamia’s body, becoming little more than a pony shaped bulge slithering along. Ruby sighed shutting her mouth as Galactic shuffled deeper, moaning quietly.
“Hmmm, I agree… it is a bit mean what I did… alright, here…” Ruby curled the coil Galactic was approaching around over her waist and pushed down on it with her hooves.
As Galactic was forced along the tunnel of flesh he quickly reached where Ruby was waiting and gave a surprised yip. Ruby was forcing the ceiling of the tunnel down atop Galactic… mushing his cock into the squishy walls which rubbed over him and compressed, between each convulsion that squeezed Galactic, around his cock, a biological milker just for him. Galactic gave a little hump and began to coat the walls of Ruby’s tail with his cum, covering himself slightly.
Outside, Ruby burped blushing “Settle down… you’ll give me indigestion!” Ruby said as she squeezed Galactic’s form in a tight hug.
Ruby watched Galactic slide along, bending back almost double as her looping bundle of coils rose up and fell haphazardly over the bed, finally settling as Galactic reached the first stomach in Ruby’s body, hanging off the side of the bed as a large lump, occasionally shuffling. Ruby, again, burped and raised an eyebrow, she wasn’t teasing him now or doing anything so why… leaning closer Ruby could hear sharp breaths, grunting and moans…
“Heh, is the kinky colt getting off in a snake’s belly? For shame, you could be devoured and digested any second yet all you care for it your next orgasm… well…” Ruby hummed thinking “Knock yourself out, literally if you like… I have a few ideas for you in the morning.” Ruby said laying back as her shuffling tail moaned in delight, a tiny twitch as something pushed against the stomach walls, rising and falling as extra ‘toppings’ join the main meal.
Galactic moaned, stretching her legs… or trying to. Galactic was, once again, in a tight cocoon of coils, lying on his back staring up at the ceiling “Ah, good morning Galactic, I spoke with your boss and he has let you go from his employment,” Galactic looked over at Ruby who was sat beside him as she kept him bound and tied up in her tail. At her words, Galactic’s stomach opened up, he was jobless… now what… “Can I assume you will be looking for a new job?” Ruby asked.
Galactic looked back up at her “Yeah.” He said simply, beginning to guess where this was going.
“Wonderful, Bolt is a good chef but he’s too busy for bartending… so you can do that for me. And you can enjoy some nice hypnotic bonuses if you do well.” Ruby smiled as Galactic flushed, guessing, probably quite accurately, what those bonuses would entail with his new boss “But for now,” Ruby pushed the coils up either side of Galactic’s head so his gaze turned back towards her “We need to go through your… orientation.” Ruby said as her eyes started to glow and twist and Galactic felt a tug on his mind…
Author's Note
Well this is my first, I'll be honest, paid commission 
. I think I did quite well with it and I enjoyed making use of 'evil' Ruby again (also, getting her laid since she didn't get that with Bolt in the Grand Dinner~).
If others want one I might start looking into sorting out prices. Either way, let me know what you thought and I hope you enjoyed. :)
