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Kaa and the reporter
In the cluttered office, with case papers strewn across the desk, the journalist leaned over his computer, typing furiously. The story of the “hypnotic snake” had obsessed him for weeks. He had tracked multiple cases of men who would disappear for a time and then reappear in a trance-like state, unable to remember what had happened to them. However, the details were always vague, almost as if they were being wiped from their minds.
“It can’t be real…” he muttered to himself, frowning as he went through the notes again. “A snake that controls people’s minds? This has to be an urban myth, some kind of scam…”
Unbeknownst to him, the very snake he had been investigating was watching him from the shadows. Kaa had slipped into the office, moving between the dark corners. The journalist was so engrossed in his work that he didn’t notice the creature’s presence until it was too late.
Suddenly, a hissing voice filled the room.
“Sssurprised… little…?”
The reporter shot up, quickly spinning in his chair to find himself face to face with the snake he had been investigating. His eyes widened.
“You…! You’re real!” he exclaimed, instinctively backing away, his heart racing.
Kaa smiled mischievously, his body slowly beginning to encircle the reporter from his feet, up his legs without him noticing at first.
“I’ve heard so many thingssss about you… so much obsession with my little game…” Kaa hissed, moving ever closer. “But it seems it’s your turn now… to play with me.”
The reporter tried to move away, but Kaa’s body already had him trapped. The snake’s cold scales began to gently squeeze, squeezing his thighs, up his torso, until he could no longer move.
“No… Wait!” This can't be happening... —he said, trying to free himself without success. Kaa smiled as his eyes began to glow with the characteristic spirals of colors.
"Ssshhh... Just watch... little reporter... and let me take control..."
The journalist's eyes met Kaa's spirals, and his resistance began to crumble. His body, increasingly immobile under the coils of the snake, no longer responded. His breathing became slower and shallower, while his mind began to lose itself in the hypnotic colors that danced before his eyes.
"You're... mine now..." Kaa hissed softly, as his tail tightened firmly around the journalist's muscular torso, trapping him completely.
The man, completely at the mercy of the snake, let his shoulders slump, his empty, bright eyes reflecting the hypnotic spirals. Unable to resist, Kaa enveloped him completely, squeezing his body tighter, enjoying his absolute control.
“We have plenty of time left... to play...” Kaa concluded, as his prey, hypnotized and completely submissive, fell under his power.
Gianluca under King Delerion's control
King Delerion watched his new acquisition with a mixture of satisfaction and perversity. In front of him, with an expressionless face and empty eyes, was Gianluca, a famous model and influencer who had recently captured the attention of thousands on social media and reality TV shows. Now, in the dim light of the sorcerer's palace, nothing remained of that arrogance and spark that he used to have in front of the cameras; only a submissive man remained, trapped in a spell that reduced him to a mere object of desire and obedience.
Delerion approached him and caressed the staff, watching as the green sphere emitted a glow that reflected on the face of his new acquisition. The palace hall was plunged into an almost reverential silence, only broken by the sorcerer's low, satisfied laughter. In front of him, Gianluca remained motionless, his gaze lost in the distance, his eyes devoid of life and will, as if all the spark that once illuminated them had been extinguished by the magic that now dominated him.
"So you were the star of that gala, weren't you? So adored, so admired..." Delerion whispered, taking a step towards him and enjoying the power that emanated from absolute control over his new slave. "Thousands looked at you, desired you, envied you. But now... now, you belong only to me."
Gianluca did not move, his posture remained firm and upright, his body perfectly straight, obeying an invisible command that kept him in that submissive position. His lips moved slowly, as if the process of speaking was foreign to him, and he answered in a low, monotonous tone: "Only to you, my master."
Delerion smiled even wider, feeling his ego swell with every submissive word that escaped Gianluca's lips. "Do you miss anything from your previous life? Do you miss the fame, the flashbulbs, the people chanting your name?"
"No, my master," Gianluca replied, his voice echoing hollowly. "I exist only to serve you."
The sorcerer reveled in his victory, coming close enough for the staff's light to bathe Gianluca's face completely, accentuating the lack of expression, the utter submission in his empty eyes. "Very well, Gianluca," Delerion murmured, enjoying the name as if he were savoring an exquisite delicacy.
"Say it again. Tell me who you belong to."
"You, my master," Gianluca repeated, without hesitation, without wavering, without a hint of emotion.
Delerion laughed, proud of his handiwork. He had taken a man whose life was filled with adoration and applause and reduced him to a mere instrument of his will. And there was nothing that could match that power, that delicious feeling of absolute control.
Kaa and the bearded suited hunk
The man, a bit rushed in the morning, sat down with his cup of coffee and loosened his grey jacket to make himself more comfortable. The previous night had been long, and he was half asleep as he mentally reviewed his work schedule. His dark hair and beard gave him an elegant air, but there was something about his expression that revealed a certain natural clumsiness, as if his day was about to fall apart at any moment.
Kaa watched him from a corner of the dining room, entertained by the dazed aura of his next victim.
“My, my... what an interesssting thing we have here,” the snake whispered as it slithered silently towards him. The man did not notice Kaa's presence until he felt a coldness on the back of his neck and a low, serpentine voice speaking in his ear.
“Tired, little human? Looksss like you're not very awake,” Kaa murmured, a mocking smile on his reptilian face. The man, with a surprised expression, quickly raised his head and looked around, not quite understanding what was happening.
“Eh…? Who said that?” he asked confused, his eyes still a little sleepy. He was still unaware of the situation, much less of the threat he was about to face. Kaa, slowly sliding his tail around the man’s arm, began to skillfully weave his words.
“Shhh, don’t worry… it’s nothing ssserious… jussst, reeeelay, human…” The snake positioned itself in front of him, making sure its hypnotic eyes were in full view. The man froze for a second, frowning as he tried to understand what was happening.
“Wha… what’s going on here?” the man stammered, his eyes narrowing as he felt the gentle brush of Kaa’s tail around his torso. “I… I think I should go, yeah…” he tried to say, shifting his shoulders a little as if to push away the feeling. But it was too late. Kaa's eyes began to shine with those colorful rings that slowly caught the man's attention. At first, his eyes blinked rapidly, trying to resist, but the attraction was unstoppable.
“Ssstay... you're in no hurry... look at meee,,,,” Kaa whispered, coming even closer, his tail playfully caressing the man's beard. The bearded man tried to look away, turning his head to the side, but his curiosity got the better of him.
“Hey... this is weird... very weird,” he murmured, although his voice was already fading, losing firmness.
“Raaaare, you ssssay... hehe... I don't think ssso... this is exactly what you need,” Kaa replied as he brought his head closer to the man's face. “You're sssooo tired... let me help you relaxxx...” The snake was playing, enjoying the back and forth of the resistance that was slowly evaporating. The man's eyes, though they wanted to stay open, were getting heavier and heavier, trapped in those endless rings.
“No... I shouldn't... I have to... work...,” he tried to say, but his voice was barely a murmur. The man began to lean forward, as if his strength was leaving him, while Kaa held him with his tail ever tighter.
“Relaxxx... sssoon you won't have to worry about anything, jussst keep looking at me... jussst look at me...”
Finally, the man's eyes were completely filled with the hypnotic rings of color. His mouth, smiling stupidly, was no longer wordless. His facial expression was empty and dazed, deep in a trance. Kaa licked his lips, satisfied. “Good boy... now... let'sss play for a while...”
Dimitri hypnotized by Jafar
The grand hall of Empress Dagmar's palace was illuminated by the golden light of oil lamps, filling the air with a warm glow. Dimitri, who had come to visit Princess Anastasia, was walking through its luxurious halls, the same Dimitri who had been a con man, was now the boyfriend of the Empress's reappeared granddaughter and his life was filled with calm.
But that calm would be shattered very soon.
Jafar, his stealthy figure covered by his dark cloak, had penetrated the palace's defenses. Like a shadow, he had gone unnoticed by everyone. He knew that the last artifact he needed to increase his hypnotic powers was hidden in some chamber of the palace, kept secret by Empress Dagmar. He couldn't risk being discovered, so he decided to find someone within the palace who could do his dirty work for him. Someone like Dimitri, with a past of cunning and deceit.
Jafar emerged from the shadows and walked over to where Dimitri stood alone. His tall, menacing figure made Dimitri turn immediately, recognizing the villain from the stories he had heard of Aladdin.
"Jafar..." Dimitri said the name dismissively. "I don't care what you're doing here, but I assure you that you won't get away unscathed if you keep going."
"Ah, Dimitri, my dear boy..." Jafar replied, drawing out the syllables as if he enjoyed the tension he had caused. "I'm not looking for trouble, I just need... a favor."
Dimitri narrowed his eyes, wary. His instincts told him to walk away.
"You know I don't do favors for guys like you. Besides, I don't want any trouble with the Empress. If you leave now, no one will know you were here. Otherwise, I'll have to call the guards."
Jafar let out a sinister chuckle and raised his snake scepter, slowly bringing it closer to Dimitri's face. The reptile's eyes began to glow, casting an eerie glow into the young man's eyes.
"No, Dimitri. You will not call anyone... What you will do is very simple." Jafar's voice became soft, hypnotic. "You will bring me the artifact that is hidden in this palace... the artifact that I need..."
Dimitri tried to back away, but his eyes met those of the scepter, and his body began to lose its tension. The glow of the snake's eyes enveloped him, slowly extinguishing his will. He tried to fight, but he could not look away.
"I will bring you... the artifact... that you need..." Dimitri repeated, his voice now robotic and monotonous.
"Yes... You will be my faithful servant... you will bring it to me without anyone knowing," Jafar continued, enjoying watching Dimitri's mind bend to his power.
"I will bring it to you... without anyone knowing..." Dimitri muttered, completely dominated.
"Now go," Jafar ordered. "Look for it in the Empress's secret chamber. You will not stop until you find it."
"I will not stop... until I find it..."
Dimitri, his eyes glassy and empty, turned and began to walk through the halls of the palace, as if an invisible force was guiding him. He was not aware of his actions, he only obeyed.
Jafar followed at a safe distance, watching as Dimitri headed without hesitation towards a large door at the end of a dark corridor. The young man, under the influence of the spell, opened the door effortlessly, revealing the Empress's secret chamber. There, in the center, surrounded by a dim magical light, rested the artifact that Jafar desired: an ancient jewel, embedded in a carved pedestal.
Dimitri stepped forward without hesitation, taking the jewel and placing it in his hands, handing it over to Jafar without resistance.
“Here you have… the artifact you need…” Dimitri said, his voice completely devoid of emotion.
Jafar took the artifact, his face showing a smile of triumph. The magic contained within the jewel would increase his already fearsome hypnotic abilities, making him practically invincible. But not only that. There was a new “prize” in his possession: Dimitri.
“You have done well, Dimitri… Now you will be mine forever.” Jafar raised the scepter again, and Dimitri’s eyes shone brightly as his mind fell even deeper into trance.
“I will be yours… forever…” Dimitri repeated, completely subdued.
“Perfect. Now, accompany me to Agrabah. There, you will join my other servants… forever at my side.” —Jafar chuckled as he led the hypnotized Dimitri out of the palace, his newest acquisition for his growing harem of hypnotized slaves.
Dimitri walked meekly behind him, putting up no resistance, unaware that his fate was now sealed as a slave under Jafar's will.