The Serpent City

Bolt shut the door with a dull snap, turning to Galactic “So… shall we go there or avoid it?” He asked.

“I’m going to go there… I imagine they’ll ask about it and I don’t want to annoy or upset Scarlett.” Bolt glanced at the door and nodded in agreement, feeling likewise with Ruby.

The pair headed down the slope Bolt’s house was set into onto the main road of Shady Grove, the gravel track led directly towards the city centre and Galactic nervously shuffled after Bolt, unsure where to go in the unfamiliar town. As the pair approached the more densely packed residential side of town, they saw many lamias tending to their houses, gardens or slithering to or from work or various jobs. Galactic glanced at a pair of lamia mares chatting to each other over a garden fence and the pair raised up a set of spirals with their tails when they saw Galactic staring and Galactic felt himself shuffling towards them even as he tried to walk forward until Bolt grabbed him with his wing, helping him go forward fully until the tug on his mind subsided.

“Thanks.” Galactic said flushing in embarrassment.

“It’s alright, the lamias do it all the time to me, it’s usually easier just to look forward or not turn your head if you want to look so they know you’re not interested. Lamias think if you look at them you want to be made a pet… although some don’t wait.” Bolt admitted and Galactic thought of Ruby, nodding.

“Here we are.” Bolt said nodding to the side and Galactic looked over, gasping softly.

Ruby’s spa business was a rather grand thing to behold, a building of sand smoothed white marble, with glowing orange flicking up and down from sand clinging to it after hard winds or storms, with the second and third floor lined with glass walls facing towards Las Pegasus and the distant ocean. The glass walls had the same marble a third of the way up to block patrons from the view of those below passing by. Bolt walked up to the main doors, which slid back with a rush of steamy hot air. Galactic thought it was odd how the building didn’t have any form of air conditioning, if anything it felt hotter than outside. But then, for cold blooded snakes it probably made a lot of sense, so maybe it did have AC it was simply making the building hotter, as if it needed it in a desert.

Bolt walked up to the receptionist who was idly reading a magazine titled ‘the sweetest snacks’ with a rather cute lamia posing atop a distinctively pony shaped bulge in her tail. The mare looked up as she heard Bolt and Galactic approach and smiled broadly “Bolt, nice to see you again.” Bolt flushed faintly at the lamia as she folded her hooves under her chin “What do you desire today?” She hummed with a grin.

“Er… R-Ruby wanted us, Galactic and I, to try a new ‘service’ you hadn’t officially put on the list yet?” Bolt half asked, half informed. The lamia’s eyes turned lidded.

“Oh, you’re here to test ‘that’ idea,” She sighed sadly “Shame I’m on reception when you decide to come calling… I’ll ask for Candle and Vape to tend to you on the third floor, they should be nearly done.” She said flicking open a book in front of her.

Galactic, who had merely stood beside Bolt completely lost in the conversation from the start, leaned over, trying his best to read what the lamia was writing upside-down. She put down Bolt’s full name and then his first “Second name?” She asked glancing at him.

“Moonshine.” Galactic said still watching as the lamia then scribbled ‘fourth floor’ in the services bracket.

Galactic glanced at Bolt who shrugged as the lamia picked up a phone, clicking two numbers, waiting a couple minutes before the beeping clicked away and a voice, muffled, spoke “Candle, Bolt and a friend are here to test the ‘top floor’ treatment. Do you want to come get them?” Galactic listened, trying to catch what the responder said, but he was sure he had misheard.

“Two minutes, Vape is still gulping down her patron.” Bolt scratched his ear nervously as the receptionist nodded.

“Couple minutes, the pair are just finishing up with their last group.” She said ominously, although Bolt didn’t seem all too fazed by it, merely nodding and heading for the chairs lining the corner of the reception.

After a moment, Galactic raced after him, not wanting to be close to the slightly intimidating lamia, who smirked at Galactic as he retreated before returning to her magazine. Galactic shuffled in the seat, which was gel backed and squishy, as if it were trying to absorb him into its comforting confines. Bolt took his own seat, folding his hooves and leaning back into the seat, confirming Galactic’s suspicion, as half of Bolt’s body became submerged in the semi-solid gel. Galactic glanced at the desk, seeing the lamia’s eyes quickly flick down to her magazine, she’d been eyeing him up.

“Bolt… is this… treatment… safe?” He asked quietly.

“Nothing is dangerous in this building, Galactic. Aroma was just messing with you.” Bolt sighed, rolling his head to get more comfortable inside his chair “You’ll like Candle, she’s gentle but knows how to push somepony towards what they need and like, you should probably take her for your first session. I’ll… go with Vape.” Bolt offered and Galactic nodded in thanks, although Bolt’s smile didn’t reach up fully.

The pair then sat in silence for a further minute before a side door opened and a lamia slithered out “Bolt, Galactic?” She said and Bolt stood up, Galactic hesitating before following after him as Aroma made a playful bite at the air at him as he passed by, giggling softly as he sped up slightly.

Galactic caught up to Bolt and the first lamia who glanced back “Bolt just informed me you’ve never met a lamia before Ruby and those around town. I’m Candle Light, I’ll be looking after your needs today, whilst Bolt will be with Vape Trails.” Candle said with a comforting smile, or at least what she hoped was one.

Galactic looked Candle up and down slightly, she was rather pretty, a soothing, sunset orange with a dull yellow mane. Her tail reflected this but she also had red bands along the top leading down to her tail tip. Her eyes were purple and slitted, like Ruby’s, did they all have them? They were also lined with a soft yellow eyeliner, so when she blinked it was like a candle flame flickering. Galactic gave a tiny smile when he noticed Candle staring at him before the group headed up a set of ramps, passing a door to the second floor and entering the third floor.

The top floor of the spa was split into sections, separated by brown bamboo walls that were high enough to prevent other patrons from seeing one another but not high enough to get close to the ceiling, with simple open spaces acting as entry points. Galactic did manage to peek into one second and he managed to spot two ponies sat with towels wrapped around their heads with their hooves in some purple coloured bowls of liquid with a single lamia, who Galactic was unable to see properly, massaging one of the pair’s shoulders with her hooves and the other a thick coil draped along them. Taking in the rest of the spa, Galactic noticed how it seemed to resemble a forest canopy, the bamboo walls were trees and the fluffy carpet beneath him had the appearance of grass, although not the feel of it.

Candle led the pair into the back-right corner, where there were no windows, leading them around the side of the bamboo wall where a massive bath was set into the side of the windowless wall. A set of stairs led around the pool with a small space against the wall where one could sit with their hooves dipped inside, or be tended to within the water.

“We’ll begin with simply cleaning you two of dust and dirt. Although this will mostly be for Galactic, I’m sure you won’t mind, right Bolt?” Candle asked and Bolt shook his head smiling as Candle bowed in thanks and moved up to Galactic.

The much smaller pony squeaked and flushed as Candle casually grabbed hold of him with her hooves, her tail tip trailing up so the smooth scales rubbed against his neck as Candle undid his bandana, pulled of his ponytail band and took his tail band, his mane falling around his head so he was a lot more mare like with his hairline. Candle paused for a moment as she took notice of a small neck choker around Galactic’s neck, the stallion seemed to be doing anything he could to avoid looking at Candle as she took it off, hiding it beneath his bandana again in the clothes pile. Candle smirked as Galactic glanced at her.

Candle giggled “Don’t want your clothes to get wet now do you? We’re here to take care of you.” Candle said softly and Galactic flushed, nodding, glad Candle hadn’t drawn attention to anything. Candle was the masseuse, she knew how to relax ponies, it was best to just let her get on with her job.

Galactic allowed Candle to ferry him along to the steps up to the bath’s edge, setting his clothes down on the side as Galactic climbed in. The bath had a single step inside which doubled as a full circular seat for Bolt and himself, the pair settling down as Candle stretched her tail against the back of the wall, Candle slithered over to Bolt, seating herself down behind him as her tail slipped into the water around Galactic. The stallion glanced nervously at Candle, unsure about the situation as the coils squished themselves together to scoop up some water and run it over his head and body. Taking his clothes off? Sure… touching him with those massive snake coils, not so much! Bolt hummed softly as Candle began to massage his shoulders before quickly working down his back and rolling her hooves between the space in his wings, often an anchor point for tension on a pegasus. Galactic, meanwhile, had a coil slide along his own shoulders, attempting to push down as Galactic hunched forward, whimpering. Candle glanced over briefly as more coils curled up, one wrapping around Galactic’s forehead to pull him upright, with two more grabbing his front legs and holding them down so the coils could work on his shoulders.

Galactic stared down at the scales rippling under the heated water, wrapped around his legs, he could feel the fat and scales push together around him, see them shift as they held firmly. Galactic tried to pull his legs free and Candle sighed “Galactic, I can’t relax you if you fight so much, please try to keep still and you’ll soon calm down.” Candle said and Galactic nodded, before following up with another shift of his legs as he stared down.

Candle turned to the bamboo wall “Vape? Would you come and take over tending to Bolt for me? I have a troubled patient.” She called out and Galactic felt his gaze drop, he was being difficult…

Galactic looked up when he heard soft slithering and a second lamia slid into the small space, she was a light grey with a dark black mane, her tail reflected this but had an odd pattern that Galactic couldn’t nail down, it was a sort of shifting grey over her top scales, making it look like she was constantly in motion. Galactic was also now certain all lamias had purple slitted eyes. Vape slithered up to the edge of the bath and slid around the opposite side to Bolt, Candle standing up as Bolt shuffled over to Vape who smiled at him, Candle letting her coils around Galactic slip into the water again.

“Hello, handsome.” Bolt smiled nervously, glancing at Candle as the weight of his decision to save Galactic from the major intensity Vape typically brought began to sink in.

Vape let her tail slither into the water around Bolt silently, making it raise higher until some water spilt out, splashing down on the tiles below and funnelling down some drains. Bolt pushed himself up as Vape formed a seat of coils for him, which Bolt happily sank into, the grey and black lapping up the side of Bolt’s red body. Vape curled some coils from the seat up and tapped Bolt’s wings, the stallion unfolding them nervously as Vape draped a coil over each, rubbing back and forth slowly as her hooves took over where Candle had been tending between them. Bolt shut his eyes, smiling slightly… well, he sort of knew what would be next after the bath, better to enjoy the low intensity point first.

Galactic, meanwhile, watched from the side as Candle slithered over to sit behind him. Galactic gulped, fully aware he now had Equestria’s newest alpha predatory lounging around behind him… out of sight… able to do anything to him! Galactic squeaked as he felt Candle’s upper tail brush against his back, the part connecting to her pony body. Candle took hold of Galactic’s head, holding it forward as she gripped the sides, a coil raising up, sparkling from the water dripping down. Galactic felt himself start to pant in fear, but Candle softly shushed him.

“Relax, Galactic… just relax, I won’t hurt you… just look at my tail, the shiny, colourful scales glittering and rippling soothingly, my muscles tensing ready to tend to you, and the subtle line of fat that will cradle you.” Candle looked at Galactic, he had relaxed a little, even if he didn’t want to, but only a little “Tell you what, why don’t you close your eyes for me?” Candle suggested quietly, smiling and Galactic looked up at her, pushing against her hooves. She smiled “Just feeling… no sight… yes, let’s try that.” She said pushing Galactic’s head back down and pushing him forward into the waiting coil.

Galactic gave a little gasp of surprise as the coil latched onto his face, looping around into a hoop, covering his eyes so all he could see was a soothing yellow. Candle cinched her tail, rubbing around Galactic’s eyes in a comforting manor as she gently stroked Galactic’s mane “There… now let’s try this again.” Candle said as Galactic felt a coil slither over his shoulders and against his neck.

Candle was still gripping Galactic’s head, allowing her to use both the coil and her hooves to tilt Galactic’s head down to get at the back of his neck fully as she let her tail raise up, relieving the weight from Galactic, before pushing down at the left and working along to the right. The coil rose and fell like a candle flame flickering, starting a second wave as Galactic let out a tiny involuntary gasp of delight.

“There, see? Doesn’t it feel good?” Candle said smiling as she looped a coil around each of Galactic’s front legs, squeezing and rubbing down slowly, caressing and tickling him under the water so he shivered slightly.

Candle placed both hooves flat down on Galactic’s back and pushed in, rubbing up to the top of his wings before running down his spine to just above his tail “What a cute pegasus.” Candle commented as Galactic stifled a soft moan.

On the other end of the bath, Vape had begun to loop her tail around Bolt’s chest, slowly wriggling and slithering up until her tail tip was gently caressing the fur under his chin, snapping around his neck with a quiet ‘gulp’ from Bolt as Vape grinned, starting to subtly squeeze, before suddenly slamming her coils in so Bolt was forced to expel all the air in his lungs with a harsh gasp. Vape relaxed slowly and Bolt breathed in, the action sounding soothing to anypony who could hear but not see what had happened.

Vape winked at Candle who smiled in thanks as Galactic flushed, only able to hear what sounded like a delighted Bolt “Would you like me to rub you wings as well?” Candle asked and Galactic gave a tiny twitch of his head, which Candle knew was a nod.

The lamia eagerly lifted two coils up as Galactic obediently opened up his wings, stretching them out for Candle to get at. Candle pushed Galactic’s wings back a little as two coils slipped under the space against his body and the underside of his wings, the second set of coils then pressed on top of the first coils, sandwiching Galactic’s wings in. Candle let her tail slither up and down then gyrated them rapidly, making Galactic gasp in surprise then let out a shuddering moan as he shook his head at the unexpected overstimulation of his feathers. Candle pulled on Galactic’s blindfold and covered his mouth before he could speak, the stallion moaning weakly into his new gag.

“Just relax Galactic, let your masseuse do her job and relax you… doesn’t it feel so good?” Candle asked as she squeezed Galactic’s wings and head, the stallion nodding. Candle chuckled as she began to slide her tail up and down whilst still making her tail vibrate subtly against Galactic, his head slumped forward, Candle tightening her grip to stop him from falling forward.

“I think he’s ready to move on to the next stage. Better get him cleaned up though to avoid suspicion, and maybe a bad taste, if I get lucky.” Candle thought with a grin.

Candle let go of Galactic, giving a wave to Vape who nodded, the pair grabbing a shampoo bottle each, pouring it onto their respective stallions, rubbing it into their mane and fur. Suds began to fill the bath as coils rubbed and slithered over fur, getting into every part of the body. Galactic squirmed in embarrassment as Candle worked on him like a machine, whilst Bolt kept somewhat still, flushing, as he watched Galactic, glad he couldn’t see him.

“Deep breath.” Both lamias said to their patrons in unison before pushing them under the water, submerging them in the heat as their tails worked to quickly rub them free of bubbles.

“Are the tables ready?” Candle asked Vape quickly whilst the pair couldn’t hear from the water filling their ears.

“Yep, just slide them down, there’s an indent in the table that is meant to suggest it is to keep pressure off their ‘packages’. I put some extra ‘assistants’ under the table in a black box, just lift the skirting up at the bottom right.” Vape said and Candle nodded, pulling Galactic back up, who gasped, panting to catch up on lost breathing. Vape kept Bolt under for a little longer to tease him, the stallion wheezing, having nearly swallowed some water in his rush to get some air down.

“Vuh… Vape!” He groaned.

“Shush, it’s time for the main service, come on your two.” Vape said pulling Bolt upright and out of the water.

Candle let her coils drop from Galactic, slipping around his throat like a thick, red and yellow, scaly necklace. Although, Candle was thinking if she tightened it, it would serve as a great collar… or maybe right now it could be a leash. Candle smirked as she used her coil for that purpose, pulling on Galactic’s throat as he stood up, leading him out of the pool and over to a wardrobe that was stacked high with towels, a large radiator heating the pile up at the back. Candle took two from the top, tossing one over to Vape who wrapped it around Bolt’s head as she briefly worked to dry him off, Bolt stretching and holding up his legs to help Vape dry him so he could avoid her own form of ‘help’. Galactic flushed as Candle did likewise, flicking the fluffy cloth over his mane and scratching deep into his scalp before working down, past his leash coil and onto his body. Candle’s movements sped up as she reached Galactic’s wings, pulling them out and gripping them tightly with her tail whilst work on one at a time. Galactic stared forward at the wall, trying to keep his cool and not moan as the cloth rubbed back and forth over his feathers.

Galactic sighed as Candle, finally, pulled the towel away, tugging on Galactic, so that he began to follow after Candle again, who was catching up to Vape and Bolt. Vape led the group into the largest section, facing Las Pegasus and the ocean, a blue void could be seen on the horizon, sparkling in the sunlight as the distant skyscrapers of the metropolis stood like sentries overlooking the ocean’s border. The massive rising and falling plains of sand leading towards the city were a wonderful bright orange and Galactic briefly forgot that such a place was really a graveyard for dirt. The space, blocked off from view by bamboo walls like the other areas of the spa, was filled with a series of massage tables, covered by electrically heated blue gel packs with plain white cloths hanging down to the floor, facing the glass walls in a single row, curling around the glass corner and continuing on to the bamboo wall so the other half of the group was looking inland at Equestria’s more grassy green lands. In total there were only seven tables, one facing the corner of the glass with three either side pf it. Each table was occupied by a pony being tended to by a lamia, soft sighs and moans rolled from their mouths as scales rolled over fur.

Candle pulled Galactic up to the second furthest left table, with Bolt right on the end by the bamboo wall with Vape. Both lamias helped their respective stallions climb onto the tables, laying down on their bellies as the gel pads let them slip down all the way to the metal frame below. Galactic noticed a distinct space by his crotch but figured it was to keep pressure off his jewels. Candle, meanwhile, smirked as she rose several coils up and lined them up side by side length ways, before laying them down atop Galactic. The stallion gave a little gasp of surprise and glanced at Bolt, who was in a similar situation with Vape, his whole body, save for his head, hidden by thick grey coils. Galactic turned to look at Candle but his head was grabbed by her hooves and turned back down into the gel packs supporting his head so the most he could see was Bolt to his left and a stranger to his right.

Candle lightly pushed her tail down on Galactic, shifting her coils to slip into the nooks and crannies of Galactic’s body more easily “Now just relax, feel my scales slip and slide over your body, rubbing and cinching… feel your muscles push out to feel my grip then sink down from their touch into bliss.” Candle whispered softly as she gently rolled the giant blanket of coils around in tiny circles, gyrating them effortlessly.

To Galactic, the sensation was like having snakes slithering over his body, pushing into his back. The sensation made his legs and wings rock slightly, as if they were moving yet without effort, it was surprisingly exhausting and only okay at relaxing Galactic “Candle… should it feel like this… I’m… not feeling much…” Galactic said and he heard Candle giggle.

“This… is just to tire you out so you don’t move.” Candle whispered so only Galactic could hear and he lifted his head, glancing back.

“What?” But Candle only raised her tail tip to her lips, smiling widely as she glanced at her co-worker.

Vape looked over Bolt, smirking as she slithered in front of him, shifting his gel pads around so he could look at her easily without sacrificing any comfort from the pads “No.” Bolt said shutting his eyes firmly and Vape moaned softly.

“Come on Bolt, you go under almost daily with Ruby, why can’t I have a go?” She asked quietly.

“She’s my wife.” Bolt said firmly and Vape nodded… and then grinned, slithering back out of view to Bolt’s side, leaning over as her coil blanket slipped off.

Vape wrapped her tail around Bolt’s legs in a corkscrew, slipping one thick coil around the barrel of his body and squeezing softly as the coils slid up his legs to the points joining his body before working down to his hooves in a tight bunch “But it feels so good,” Vape whispered in Bolt’s ear “The sensation of your mind going numb, and yet sensitive to the touch of the lamia taking you. The ringing silence creeping in, thoughts fading and blurring away… mind tingling with promises of bliss…” Vape smirked as Bolt’s ears twitched but he remained silent, smiling as he drifted through memory lane.

Candle nodded as Vape began to focus fully on Bolt, doing the same as her co-worker, Candle dropped the coil blanket from around Galactic, instead she lifted her single thickest coil and spread it width ways against Galactic’s neck. Candle slithered the coil down and helped unfold Galactic’s wings, stretching them out to his sides before returning to the coil she’d just draped over him. Candle placed her hooves equally apart atop the coil and let it continue to slide down slowly, Galactic’s body dipping down into the gel pads as the weight of the coil pushed against his flesh and body. Candle pulled her tail inward, pinching Galactic’s body before stretching out, pulling random muscles inward and outward. Galactic sighed, unable to stop himself. But as he did so, he heard a sound of metal sliding aside close by underneath him and felt heated breath on his crotch.

Candle leaned forward “Keep quiet, unless you want other ponies to notice.” Candle said as Galactic held off a squeak as somepony below the table cloth kissed the tip of his limp cock.

Galactic felt the stranger run her tongue along Galactic’s balls as his shaft twitched, beginning to stretch out of its sheath. He felt it push against the top of his second masseuse’s mane as she tilted her head up and nuzzled Galactic’s growing length whilst licking it, sighing softly. At least he could tell it was a mare, that was good… right?

“W-who is that?” Galactic whispered and Candle grinned at him, still running her coil up and down his body, now she had lifted her hooves away she was having it wave left and right like a snake slithering over water.

“A customer who couldn’t afford to pay her bill, so she is paying it in service. The new treatment we, that is, the lamia staff, have begun offering here at the spa requires such services… don’t worry… she is… quite happy there.” Candle said ominously and the mare moaned in agreement from below.

“W-what treatment is this?” Galactic asked nervously.

“We have taken to calling it ‘Built-up relief’.” Candle said and Galactic flushed.

“S-so it’s… meant to…” Galactic couldn’t… not here…

“Make you cum? Yessss,” Candle hissed and Galactic shuddered, flushing “And each masseuse gets to choose how to do it, so every experience is different. So, whatever Vape is doing to Bolt isn’t happening to you. Most likely.” Candle said as Galactic glanced at Bolt who had his eyes shut and mouth open slightly as Vape was whispering into his ear, leaning against his side as her tail had him bound in a very suggestive manor from his point of view.

Galactic turned to the pony on his right, a bright white stallion pegasus with an orange and blue tipped mane and a pair of double wings which ended in blue and green feather tips. The stallion sighed, eyes shut, almost sleeping, as a mare gripped his throat, noticeably pushing it in against his windpipe as he groaned.

“Tighter…” Galactic heard the stallion whisper to his masseuse.

“You worried he or one of the others might notice? What do you think the cloth is for… besides… look how out of it they all are… and soon, you’ll look just the same. A moaning, wriggling ball of heated, fluffy, putty.” Candle whispered as the mare flicked her tongue over Galactic’s tip and he opened his mouth to cry out, but Candle flicked a coil over his mouth, silencing him “If you can’t keep silent, then be as loud as you like into this.” She said with a smile.

“Bolt said she was gentler… what’s Vape like!?” Galactic thought, glancing over at Bolt.

Vape slowly slithered her tail under Bolt’s table, briefly feeling around until she found a small handle around the middle of the table, sliding it back quietly “I bet you love it really, you just act like you don’t cause that’s your thrill… to have choice taken, snatched from you forcefully, pinned down and used… you use the hypnosis as an excuse for your dark desires… but I won’t judge if you like the feeling of a smooth, scaly coil slipping around your hard beating shaft, making it throb, twitch and drool, gliding back and forth, rocking against the sensitive flesh.” Bolt gave a small strangled moan as his cock began to unsheathe, hanging towards the floor, in the back of his mind he could feel phantom sensations of a thick tail gripping his cock, inspecting it like a toy before slowly rolling up and down his length.

“Oh… R-Ruby...” Bolt mumbled and Vape tightened her tail around his body and legs, letting her grip swirl around higher.

“Now shush Bolt, don’t want anypony to hear how hard you’re getting from these thoughts… do you?” Vape asked as she slipped a ring over the stallion’s head and across his throat, tightening swiftly, but not enough to pop the bubble quite yet “The addictive sensation of a possessive lamia, bearing her great power, strength and weight on your petite little body… it must feel like heaven to you! Having all your strength being crushed and wringed out by the mightier creature… you, just a moaning, submissive little plaything to their whims.” Vape grinned as Bolt choked, wheezing, but instead of snapping him from trance, the rising mental fuzz and light-headedness was causing Bolt to slip deeper into the mental illusion now that Vape’s words had opened him up to it.

“That’s the point, isn’t it… when you gasp for breath, begging so weakly… that is when she really starts on you, rocking back… and forth…” Bolt choked on a moan as he shuffled his head “No need to nod Bolt… just… live it.” Vape said with a soft chuckle.

Bolt snuggled up into the packs of the table, feeling his cock being smothered in coils, grinding up and down quickly as the tail of his tender wrapped snugly around his body. Bolt couldn’t see the change in his face from dark red to blue as his air was held fast from his lungs. The rising numbness swept over his mind and Vape hissed quietly, the sound causing the sensation over Bolt’s cock to imagine he was being attacked by vibrators and, with a defeated wheezing moan, Bolt began to shoot streams of thick creamy white cum over the floor under the table with quiet splat sounds, his eyes opened with his eyelids sagging half down, but the sparkle in his gaze was gone leaving him with a glazed empty stare, looking at nothing. As Bolt continued to paint the floor white the sound could just barely be heard by the occupant of the next table over.

Galactic flushed deeply as he heard Bolt’s hard orgasm pasting the tiled floor, he understood the decision for the flooring now, easier to clean. Galactic grunted into his coil weakly as he turned back to his right, trying to avoid any further embarrassment. However, Galactic gave a shocked squeak of fright when he looked over to his right as he saw the pony who had previously been occupying the table slipping down his masseuse’s throat. His face and neck were sticking out as his body bulged out against the lamia’s throat and upper tail, his mouth open in a wide smile as drool from both the lamia and him ran down his chin. His eyes were open wide and Galactic noticed they were strange, filled with colourful rings boarded by a thick black outline racing through his eyes. The lamia gave an audible gulp as she tilted her head back and the pony’s head disappeared into the dark red cave, his bulge travelling through the lamia’s pony body before entering her tail, sliding down and along its length, the bulge kicking excitedly. Galactic shuddered, unsure if in disgust or envy, trying to get free as Candle glanced down then where Galactic was looking.

“Take his length.” Candle muttered to the pony below, who moaned in compliance, opening her maw and suckling in the full length of Galactic’s shaft, his flexing tip beating against the back of her throat. Galactic tilted his head up quickly with a strangled cry as Candle leaned down beside him “Now stop struggling, that was just another service, he’s perfectly fine and perfectly safe. Just like you.” Galactic whimpered into his gag “No, I won’t be eating you that isn’t the service you requested, unless you want to change your mind?” Galactic shook his head desperately “Oh? You sure? You seem so panicky, maybe you need to calm down. We do have some relaxation methods, perhaps those might help take your mind off that fright you gave yourself?” Candle suggested.

Galactic glanced over at the lamia who had lifted the pony shaped bulge in her belly back up onto the table and was now rubbing over it. Galactic could see the bulge kicking and wriggling, as well as occasional noises, the movement seemed to delight both parties and the way the lamia was tending to the swallowed stallion did implied a level of professionalism brought on by personal practice… that at least meant it happened regularly, but Galactic wasn’t sure he was any more comfortable with that.

“Hmmm, well as your masseuse I know what is best to relax you, so let’s give this a try.” Candle said and Galactic let out a small muffled protest, he hadn’t decided “Oh hush, you’ll love it… hay, why don’t you start rocking back and forth now.” Candle ordered Galactic’s under-table server and he felt her throat ripple as she moaned in confirmation.

Slowly dragging her mouth back, running her tongue along Galactic’s shaft, before shoving herself forward with a quiet choking sound. The mare continued, soon settling into Galactic’s length as the helpless stallion slumped in his table, unable to get up from the fear of ponies seeing his rock hard, saliva coated cock. Candle took notice of this and draped more coils around Galactic, briefly lifting him up, so the mare lost her grip on his shaft with a frighteningly loud ‘pop’ before pushing herself up to compensate, as Candle looped her tail under Galactic, changing the gel pads with her tail before lowering him back down, the heavy weight of Candle pushing the pads aside so the cock sleeve could get back to work with gusto.

“Good girl.” Candle said grinning as her tail tip slithered under the table, Galactic felt the mare give a shuddering moan, vibrating her throat against his shaft, as Candle pulled out her tail tip again “Look how wet she’s gotten from tending to you.” Candle said pressing her now dripping tail tip into Galactic’s nose, the smell of mare musk thick on it, Galactic flushed at how dirty the mare was acting beneath him “Humph… you should be nodding in delight or rocking back and forth at that news… I guess I’ll just have to help you make your fears… fade away.” Candle said as she settled herself down at Galactic’s eyelevel.

Galactic gave an inquisitive groan into Candle’s coil, tilting his head a little at how intensely she was now staring at Galactic. Uncertain, and trying not to focus too much on how skilfully he was getting blown in such a public place by the mare beneath him, he glanced sideways at Bolt, who Vape was finally allowing to recover in his breathing before she went to work milking his shaft. On Galactic’s right the unknown stallion’s bulge was now still and silent, only the lamia rolling her hooves over his figure showed he was alive when it pushed back to breathe. Galactic finally turned back to Candle who grinned, knowing the stallion was ready. Candle sat up straight, leaning her head back a little so her eyes peered down at Galactic down the bridge of her nose, her eyes began to shimmer and glow and Galactic felt an unexplainable wave of warmth wash over his face as Candle’s purple eyes seemed to melt like candle wax, running down like liquid as flames sprung up from the bottom of her eyes, dancing in waves, the tips glowing all number of colours as they flew left and right. Galactic felt a sensation like a comforting fireplace in the cold of winter take root in his mind, after all, Candle’s coils were pretty cold by comparison and he was in a nice cool spa as well, sheltered from the outside heat… this warmth was needed right now.

Galactic noticed Candle grinning at him and went to ask why, but his voice was muffled and his throat felt like it had glued up with the melted wax from Candle’s eyes. The fire danced through her eyes, consuming everything in the sides of Galactic’s vision, the colourful flames leaping up all around until Candle was the only solid thing remaining. Galactic groaned as the mare sucking him off began to speed up her tempo, Galactic’s penis was throbbing and leaking pre-cum down her throat, the mare messily slurping it up like oasis water with heated moans that floated up through to the stunned stallion.

Candle laughed softly as she felt a line of drool slip between her coil and Galactic’s chin as his eyes began to reflect hers. His eyes melted away like heated butter on a pan, thoughts being torched and burnt from his mind, the comforting heat spreading through his body, making him pant through his nose as he began to sweat a little. Galactic groaned, shuddering in Candle’s grip, it was getting too hot… he… he needed relief, all the fear, worries and concern had melted into liquid but they were bubbling like water in a pan in his head. Galactic quivered, trying to speak, to beg to Candle, who seemed to be grinning knowingly.

“Do you want relief?” Galactic felt the muscles in his neck return to lucidity, or so he thought, as his head bobbed up and down “Do you want to cum? You know, you’ll be filling a stranger’s mouth and belly with your thick, sticky, musky cum though, right?” Galactic just nodded at Candle’s taunting words, it was about all he could do now “Well, alright then…” Candle grinned as her flaming eyes suddenly burnt blue “Cum.” She ordered and Galactic, his concerns of being heard burnt away, like out a banshee screech into Candle’s coil, which, even muffled, every patron in the spa could hear, a couple mares in the bath Galactic had just left sat up and flushed, their masseuses smiling as their tail tips slipped towards their jewels to make them moan in harmony with Galactic’s shameless cry.

Galactic’s flickering eyes rolled up as the flames consumed the white of his eyes entirely, his cock flaring as the mare took his tip as deep into her throat as she could, so Galactic literally shot his load straight into her belly, the mare being made to gulp it down instinctively as she slurped it all down. But even with all that, the mare simply couldn’t handle it and tried to pull back, needing air, getting her mouth all clogged with cum and coating Galactic’s shaft with white as she let some cum roll down her mouth as she gasped for air around her patron’s cum. Galactic gave a grunt as the mare escaped his flexing rod, spraying her face and mane a little with his last two spurts of cum. The mare sat in place, panting weakly, drooling saliva and cum onto the floor as her hoof drew circles on herself. Candle leaned over, lifting the table veil up to look at her as she turned to face Candle, looking up with a cum coated face as she smiled.

“He came so much.” She said with a hint of delight as her own flaming eyes danced at Candle’s as the lamia had forgotten to stop her hypnosis just yet.

“Good girl, now, why don’t you crawl out and go get cleaned up before anypony sees you and I can tend to the rest of Galactic’s session.” Candle said and the mare nodded, turning and crawling out of the end of the table, where Galactic’s tail was trailing down from, her tail end held up high at Candle to show the line of mare cum running like a river down her thighs “Mmmm, I’ll have to see her after I’m done with you.” Candle said emerging from the table, looking down at the panting stallion whose eyes flicked up to meet Candle’s.

Candle chuckled “You thought we were done? No, you need to be drained entirely, not a drop left… we need to rid you of ALL your tension, all your stress, fears, responsibilities… all of it must go out through your hard cock. But don’t worry, I have more than one method to satisfy your needs.” Candle hummed with a grin, whilst Galactic merely moaned softly in response, the only sign he was eager for whatever Candle had planned. As if he had a choice with how melted his mind had become.

Candle’s eyes returned to their normal purple, the flames flickering away like a fire that had run out of fuel as her regular iris’ faded in from empty whiteness, Candle’s tail slithered around underneath the table, soon locating a black box which she flipped open with a soft metallic click from latches being pulled back. Candle lifted the skirt briefly to look inside before selecting her ‘tool’, a see through fleshlight. Candle lifted it up just high enough for Galactic to see, who gave a little affirmative nod as his flaming eyes flicked between the toy and Candle’s gaze.

Candle smiled “You like the look of this don’t you, like how it moves?” Candle squeezed the fleshlight showing the tunnel of nubs, ready to pleasure Galactic’s stress away, push and rub together, flicking back against one another “Bet you can’t wait to have your cock wrapped around this, can you?” Candle leaned forward, her cold nose brushing against the warm fur of Galactic’s face “Moan for it.” Candle commanded and, without a hint of hesitation of shame, Galactic gave a long sigh and a small little thrust into Candle’s confining coils “Good boy.” Candle said and, akin to that of a dog, Galactic’s tail did a little wag motion behind him, although little of his tail could actually be seen when he did this Candle could feel the movement and giggled softly.

Candle’s own massive tail slithered back under the table lining, quickly locating Galactic’s cock and giving it a little rub. Galactic shivered as the cold appendage rubbed over his still hard package, feeling cum and saliva stick to Candle’s scales before she pulled away, turning the fleshlight in her grip around until Galactic gave a sudden gasp as the fleshlight made contact with the tip of his cock. Candle rolled the silicone toy around slowly, coating it in the natural lube Galactic had been drenched in from his previous service, before letting it slowly slip up Galactic’s shaft. The toy was only around a third of the size of Galactic’s cock when the end popped around his tip, but it was so tight, every nub sent shivering pleasurable messages up the pegasus’ spine, even the little movements Candle made to adjust her grip to the new positioning made the internals dance wildly around him and Galactic gave a soft groan.

“This shouldn’t take long.” Candle softly muttered to herself as she slid the fleshlight up to the base of Galactic’s dick, her tail tip curling up with a little slack to fondle at his sack playfully making the docile stallion squeak like a dog’s toy.

Candle giggled as she quickly dragged the fleshlight down, the nubs all switching direction as they dragged around the most sensitive of flesh, the fleshlight reached Galactic’s tip and flicked back, peppering his tip with kisses before gripping tightly to it as Candle dragged it back up. Galactic shifted his weight slightly, his hooves twitching as if he wanted to pull himself away, but was stopped by a combination of Candle’s overwhelming bulk and the spell twisting away inside his head. Galactic shook his head visible, tugging on his gag as he groaned, Candle took this as her cue to speed up and dull wet slaps could be heard as she made the fleshlight race back and forth along Galactic’s shaft, blurring so much it appeared to be motionless both at the top and bottom constantly. Galactic held his breath as he felt the tightening pressure at the end of his shaft flaring, pushing out against him. Galactic glanced up at Candle whose eyes flashed with a sudden blaze of flame, tugging on his spell-addled mind, which was more than enough to open the flood gates and cause Galactic to cum.

Unlike the first time with the mare, Galactic only managed a few strong shots before the rest simply spurted out and dripped weakly to the floor. Galactic groaned, resting his head on Candle’s tail. Candle grinned as she removed the toy, looking over her more than satisfied customer as she once again drew her tail into the box. However, this time she retrieved a fluffy towel, which she used to clean away at Galactic’s sticky shaft.

“I’m afraid that’s it Galactic, your service is over, it’s time to go home.” Candle said as she steadily began to uncoil the over-pampered pony.

Galactic gave a little whimpering complaint as his mouth was, after so long, finally freed “But… can’t I have another?” He moaned quietly and Candle smirked.

“You have no more ‘stress’ to let out I believe, empty and clean. Vape, is Bolt done?” Candle asked turning to her partner who nodded, slipping whatever toy she had been using on Bolt back into the box “Excellent, let’s wake them up and have them be on their way.” Candle said as her final coil helped lift Galactic up off his table and onto his hooves, which quivered and shook dangerously as they tried to take his own weight after being so sensually assaulted from various sides. Galactic looked down sadly as the last coil slipped away from his body with a final farewell flick.

Candle chuckled as her eyes flared to life with hypnosis and, despite looking down, Galactic’s head whirled up to meet her eyes with his own almost instantly “Oh dear, you may not like what I’m about to use this for right now Galactic,” Candle whispered softly “I want you to focus on each colour of the flame tips dancing across my eyes, each shift and change… feel it tug at the blackened burnt thoughts of your mind… let them rekindle into life… thoughts returning… there we go, just let it happen so… peacefully.” Candle hissed softly as Galactic’s eyes drooped oddly as he felt his mind heat up, right up to the point it felt as if he’d just touched the end of a stick from a red-hot fire.

Galactic gave a few slow blinks before Candle broke the hypnotic link herself, the colourful orange hearted and multi-coloured flames dying away into their final embers and the stallion shook his head, as if trying to shake away the lingering lapping flames of control from his mind, as Candle’s eyes turned back into purple. Galactic felt as if he’d just had a bucket of cold water tossed over him, or perhaps that was just from the absence of the internal heat Candle brought. He looked around at the other patrons, who had failed to notice two leave their number, although they hadn’t yet noticed one member was still inside a lamia’s belly so what chance did they have really? Galactic turned to look at Bolt, who had his eyes half open, staring down at the thick coil Vape had looped around his throat. Vape grinned before clamping her grip down on him making the bubble of control she’d kept him under pop as unceremoniously as an actual bubble hitting the floor. Lights flicked on inside Bolt’s eyes and head as he wheezed and coughed before Vape let him go.

Candle shook her head “Not a very smooth wake up.” Candle said.

Vape shrugged “He gets plenty of those from his wife.” She said stroking Bolt’s head with the end of her tail, the pegasus shivering and flushing slightly.

Candle shook her head with a chuckle “True, so Galactic, might I see you again?” Candle asked and he nodded “Wonderful,” She leaned down, arching her serpentine body into a tight U to be at his ear level “I’ll have plenty of ideas ready next time for you to enjoy, so don’t be long.” She hummed and Galactic nodded, turning as red as Bolt’s fur.

Bolt and Galactic drunkenly wobbled out of the spa, their bodies tingling and minds ringing with buzzing pleasurable memories. Galactic glanced back briefly “Should we try that again sometime?” Galactic asked with a small smile, but Bolt shook his head.

“If we do, not with Vape again.” He said flushing.

“What did she do?” Galactic asked.

“Made me cum without touching me.” Bolt replied simply.

“And the second time?” But Galactic was left in silence, however he did notice, even when the pair recovered from their sudden resurface from trance, that Bolt was walking somewhat awkwardly and his tail was held down between his legs tightly.