So it has been a while since I did a story on vore, so how about we fix that.

This is a more simple story, but a rebel in a totalitarian state faces the price of her actions, but her group is prepared for such a thing.

Also, the gender of other characters is non-specified and up to personal interpretation. That's a deliberate choice on my end.

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My eyes opened up, I felt a tightness around my paws, both bound to my back. Now a blindfold had been ripped off. I could still remember what happened. I'm a female Cinccino that's a member of a resistance group. Yeah, we live in a abusive, totalitarian state that cares nothing for the people who live in it. We've been trying to liberate the country and it's been a fight going on for a very long time now.

But yeah, they've been trying to capture these secret rebels like me and well, I got caught now. The trials are just Kangaroo courts, it's just a formality before the guilty verdict and the same punishment: death. So this is my execution I guess. I'm standing at the edge of a pit Looking down into the pit there's just bones everywhere, but no blood. Looks like I was getting the death pit.

This is an execution I knew of. The condemned, bound, was thrown into the pi, a cone shaped pit to prevent escape. Then some other creature is released into the pit to have their way with the condemned. Not something I'm looking forward to and not how I thought I would be going out, yet I was going to face this. After all, everyone in this resistance was ready to die for the cause. Besides, my capture was known to the resistance, hey would always have contingency plans for this.

The executioner had a hood on so I couldn't identify who the executioner was and he was reading out a list of charges. Charges like conspiracy, spreading propaganda, high treason, terrorism and murder. The latter is preposterous, but not a surprise to hear. They always make up charges, the truth is I've never killed anybody in my life. Yes I'm vocal and a fighter if I need to but I never use lethal force, plus I heal those I defeat.

But there is no point in telling that to the people in charge, to them I'm a menace who's threatening their totalitarian control so someone they need to shoot down and this is how they plan on doing it. So I was just numbing my ears and keeping quiet, aside from a hostile glare to the officials overseeing the execution. The executioner made another demand of me, telling me to kneel before them. The only reason I ended up doing so was due to a sharp blow to the back, but I got up right away in a show of defiance.

The next demand made to me was any last words. Oh my, how surprising they had the courtesy to ask for that. I thought that they wouldn't even grant that kind of courtesy but they could also mean it in a sadistic way, to try and twist my last words to however they wanted to. It was for that reason I chose to keep quiet again, scoffing at their demands.

With my defiance still showing, the crowd jeered. Of course it was also a public execution. Though I feel like the crowd was also in on this whole thing, the wealthiest who the government gave the best treatment so they wouldn't help the oppressed people. Anyway as that cheering and jeering happened there was a shove to my back. The executioner pushed me off the plank and down into the pit.

It was a 50 foot fall to the bottom of the pit, quite a steep drop and it left quite an impact when I hit the ground. My body was in pain and I hissed, but kept quiet otherwise. I was already bound, the fall was only to leave me even more helpless for whatever creature was going to come. Then a stone wall in the pit opened up, right n front of my face so I could see what was coming out.

What came out of the opening was a large serpent, a Seviper to be precise. Typical, no surprise they would use such a cruel creature for this execution. I still gave the Seviper a defiant stare as it came closer, then it's long, strong body was binding around my weakened, injured body. Gritting my teeth I hissed and closed my eyes, dealing with the pain. This was a constriction, the Seviper had me wrapped like it was trying to weaken me eve further to the point where I couldn't fight back.

Then what happened I didn't expect to happen. That sharp bladed tail pressed at my feet, but it wasn't hostile, more discrete during the tight coils. The tail pressed in a pattern of 5 soft presses, 2 hard presses then 3 soft presses. That was a secret greeting used by members of the resistance I was in. I glanced up to the Seviper's face. It was looking at me and while the look was hostile there was a discrete wink, confirming it in my mind. Discretely I winked back, the rest would just be an act.

The coils didn't tighten though, but I understood why. The Seviper had to b discrete and I was willing to endure the injury and pain to fool our enemies. Even then my strength was gone so when the Seviper's mouth opened up there wouldn't have been anything I could do, even if it was a fight to the death. The open maw came over my head, my head going just between the sharp, venomous fangs.

The Seviper's body squeezed on mine once more, but this squeeze was more to push my body up, into the mouth awaiting for me. There were smaller teeth designed for gripping in there which held me and the mouth I closed my eyes, if this hadn't been a resistance member I would be accepting my death at this point but now new plans were in place.

As the Seviper pushed my body into its mouth, the esophagus ahead of me had opened up and I was being squeezed through it. I felt those gripping teeth grinding on me, I knew what the Seviper was doing. The rope binding my paws behind my back was weakening, but not coming undone yet. I would be able to deal with it later though. Then I felt a lunge, as a show the Seviper was lifting its head up, my feet dangling out of its mouth. The bulge I was sliding down was visible from the outside as the Seviper swallowed and swallowed, closing its mouth once I was inside fully.

Now I was in a tight tube of wet muscle which was squeezing around my body. Ever second I was going down deeper into the Seviper's long body. The descent into darkness continued, then after pushing through a sudden tight blockade of some kind I came to a stop, now contained. Even though I opened my eyes I was still in darkness,the stomach of the Seviper.

There was some movement I could feel from the outside, the movement of the Seviper. Though I couldn't hear the crowd witnessing this execution I knew in my gut they were cheering at my supposed death, to them I was another member of the resistance gone so their stranglehold could continue and get stronger. I was at the Seviper's mercy that was true, but I knew better. While I knew they were on my side I didn't know who they were.

There was a bit of fluid in the stomach. With how long it took Seviper to digest I knew that this little fluid wouldn't be a problem to me. Then I realised the purpose of the fluid, it wasn't meant for me. The fluid coming out was weakening the ropes around my paws. This would still take time and my body needed the rest. But now me and the Seviper could communicate, but not through words. I still had a bit of movement, in my tail and used that to press against the stomach, giving the Seviper messages. In return, when the Seviper could it was giving me similar messages, disguised as it rubbing its own stomach bulge with the bladed tail. It was a special Morse code used in the resistance. Through this we were discussing each other's identity and plans to get me back t the shelter. Plans which would take a few days, but there is one thing I can say for certain.

This was not over.