1 of 2 illustrations by the wonderful  baneful with the lovely serpent Saris belonging to  LunarKeys

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The Serpent Goddess Saris had plans for Kyrik tonight. She desired a little something more from him; with a mere touch and silken whisper of her voice calling his name, the captivated dragon stood before her. He was devoted to her, loyal and only too eager to please his Lady. Yes, this evening she'd play with the locks.. tug on the bars of the cages, rattle the mental prison within his mind.

Teasing him with her words, cupping his muzzle within her soft hands, his eyes dilated and became lost to the golden pools of her gaze, the hypnotic pull of her hiss. Poor dragon - so many creatures, so many monsters that dwelt within him. As much as he wanted them free, as often as he craved to grow, change, and become the beasts.. he fought. So noble, he had no desire to harm anyone, to hunt, kill or destroy. He just wanted to be released, he wanted to savor the bliss of the transformation. To let go of his inhibitions, his rationality, allowing his desire and primal instincts to guide him. However, he fears what he might do if he allowed himself the pleasure of the change to consume him, and so he struggles not to turn. But with Saris.. even the beasts belong to her - and they will obey.

Coiling against his body with her tail, touching him like a lover, Saris took Kyrik into his own mind, where the monsters lurk, trapped. He stood alone in the center of the chamber that represented his personal prison for the monstrous horrors that sought almost constantly to join with his body and mind. Surrounding him in the circular chamber were the cages, set into the walls and stone, sealed by bars, chains, and locks. His eyes trained upon his Goddess, as she walked beside the various cages. Saris smiled, and slid her claws along the bars and locks with soft clacking, dragging against the links of chain. Snarling growls, vicious fangs and sharpened talons reached out to lash at the Goddess as she passed by, making her smile grow all the more sinister, the sealed doors shaking with a violent racket.

"Which will it be, Kyrik?" she flicked her tongue towards him, the great length of her tail slithering along behind her.

The dragon felt his heart beat faster, anticipation swelling up within his chest. As though in a trance, his wings held lazy and low, drooped with his tail slumped about lifelessly. Which would she choose? What creature would she have him be for her?

It wasn't long until she had circled the chamber once, standing next to the dragon. Her tail slid up beneath his own at the base, making him jolt up and gasp. A soft, pleasured moan was all that she heard from him, all that he wanted to say. She flickered her tongue softly over his scaled lips, guiding her hands slowly down his chest.

While she was a Goddess, she too, had her desires - her need for personal pleasure. She craved her draconic champion as much as any women might, but she wanted him to be lost in ecstasy long before she even allowed him to enter her body. She made her choice shortly after the warmth of her body met his below. Yes. This creature will do..

She drew away from the dragon as he waited with need, stepping casually to one of the cages that had her interest. It was a simple matter of moving her hands over the lock, clicking it open with ease. Lacing her fingers through the chains, she removed them and dropped them aside with a metallic clatter. Her hood stretched broadly, she drew the bars of the door open, and greeting her in the darkness were terrible, slitted eyes, the glint of sharp, venomous fang - a monster coiled within the depth of shadow.

With a delighted hiss, she beckoned the beast to emerge. "Obey me."

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Saris is a character I fell almost instantly in love with, and it wasn't simply because of what she is; it's all about who she is. Her personality was an immediate draw, and she knew exactly how to speak to me, to make me quiver and melt before her. I adore being controlled by her - to do as she wishes. I crave the opportunity to please her in any way she sees fit.  Baneful captured the essence of how easily she can manipulate Kyrik - or anyone she wants to, really.

It's been a fascinating look into my own psychology at times, and interactions with her bred the concept of the creatures lurking within Kyrik (both benign and malevolent) that could be called or drawn upon with enough knowledge of their existence.