Sylvia opened her eyes wide and gazed directly into his. She gasped in delight as the serpent’s large yellow eyes erupted into a whirlpool of pastel bliss. It was like a switch now, no gentle lulling, no slow crescendo into his power. Kaa blasted her with the greatest extent of his ability and rendered her completely at his command in a moment’s time. Her pupils melted away into the golds and blues and happy light and her maw dropped open in mindless joy.
“Trust in meeeeee…” His crooning was slow and sensuous, with long hisses, bathing her mind in the words as they dribbled from his tongue into the dog girl’s ears like molten caramel. “Just in meeeee…”
“Just…you…trust…” The canine slurred her words in a spellbound stupor, drunk on the mirthful fulfillment of her newest and greatest obsession. She could hear in the distance a sound like the chime of a bell. She remembered the tone from the previous night. It rang in her head when she had achieved climax. Even in her trance, she fully understood the pinging sound’s significance. It was total surrender of the senses, the point of no return. Where all resistance ceased. Every night she put herself under, every exercise, every induction, was trying so hard to seek that simple push of the button that shut down her inhibitions.
Kaa, in his infinite control over her, could sound that chime at any time he wanted. And that single revelation brought her to heel. Sylvia would obey any command, perform any task without hesitation, just to touch upon that single, heavenly state of consciousness. In waking and in dreams, Sylvia belonged to the snake.
“Shut those beautiful eyes, my sweet Dogcub…”