Lamia

After hours of hiking through the jungle depths, Aria finally allowed herself a moment to rest. The young maiden, dressed in an elegant white gown, wiped the sweat from her brow. While she took pride in how stunning she looked in the ceremonial gown, she resented the traditions that forced her to wear it in spite of the scorching heat and unforgiving jungle. Nonetheless, she would push onward, hoping that her destination would soon come into view.

Aria stumbled through a patch of thick bushes to arrive in a clearing where she was met by a massive, golden door to a temple hidden mostly from view by the surrounding foliage.

Aria breathed a sigh of relief. She made it. The Temple of the Priestess, a sacred place visited only by maidens chosen by the elders of her village. Per tradition, these maidens sought out the priestesses residing within the temple, hoping to earn their blessings. Each blessing was said to grant a chosen maiden a gift beyond value and bring good fortune to the people of her village.

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria became the first maiden chosen to seek out the priestesses in one hundred years. While she felt honored to be chosen, she was terrified above all else. She knew nothing of what these priestesses would demand of her. Despite her worries, she was determined to do whatever it took to earn their blessings and fulfill her role as the chosen maiden.

Wasting no more time, Aria used all her might to push open the door. Inside, Aria arrived in a tight corridor lit by torches planted in the stone walls. After what felt like an eternity wandering through the seemingly endless, winding passageway, Aria entered the first chamber.

And what a sight it was. The ground was covered in peculiar plantlife. Grass and flowers emitted a soft glow that served as the only light source. At the chamber's center, a massive tree stretched to the ceiling. It had glowing red leaves and pitch-black bark.

What Aria failed to notice was the pair of vivid green eyes watching her from the shadows of the tree's highest branches.

"Well, hello there..."

Aria shrieked at the sound of the voice, searching wildly for its source. Then she saw her—a lamia with flowing red hair. The pale skin of her barren human torso gave way to the black-and-red-patterned scales of her serpentine tail. She was captivating in every sense of the word. Aria couldn't help but gawk at the lamia's pendulous, milky-white breasts for a moment before forcing herself to look down, where she caught sight of the lamia's long, thick coils moving in a slow yet steady slither down the length of the tree.

She would've continued to watch the fascinating motions of the lamia's snake half but soon felt her gaze pulled toward her eyes. Shining emeralds sparkled, almost as if they were glowing, beckoning her to take a closer look.

Aria stalled under that gaze momentarily before finally mustering up the mind to speak. "Uh...hi...you—a-are you—"

"A priestess? Yesss, my sweet. But please, call me Scarlett. It'sss been such a long time since a delectable, little maiden such as yourself has graced my chamber..."

Aria felt a sense of calm wash over her as she listened to Scarlett's soft voice. When the lamia finished speaking, Aria scrambled once again to shake herself out of her daze and say something in response. "Uh...oh...it's um...nice to meet you, Scarlett..."

"Likewise...Now, does my dear maiden have a name?"

"Oh, yeah...sorry...I'm Aria."

"Ahh...what a pretty name! So, Aria...I take it you wish to earn my blesssssing, no?"

"I—um...yes! Absolutely! What do I need to do?"

Scarlett reached the base of the tree. With the same slow and elegant slither, she began drifting closer to Aria. "Hmmm..." she said, tapping a finger to her chin, "well, I've been deprived of good company for sssuch a long time...and you're ssso lovely...so how about this...I shall bestow upon you my blessing if you stay here with me...for just a short spell, of course...and grant me the pleasure of drinking in your presssence..."

The lamia's compliments made her cheeks burn. No one had ever spoken to her like this before, and she wasn't sure what to make of it. "You—you really just want me to keep you company? That's all?"

"Sssso sssimple, isn't it, sweetheart? What do you say...will you indulge me?"

While Aria swore to do whatever it took to earn the priestesses' blessings, something didn't feel quite right. The blessing of a priestess was supposed to be an honor bestowed upon maidens who have proven their devotion. Was this priestess truly willing to give her blessing away so easily? It seemed too good to be true. And then there was the way the lamia gazed at her—with that look of hunger. Could this priestess have some other motive she wasn't telling her?

Aria studied the lamia's eyes, looking for any sign of deceit. What she found instead was a single spiral of green—the most captivating, vibrant green she had ever seen. For that brief moment, the green seemed to tug at her mind, at her very soul. But by the time Aria snapped to, all memory of the spiraling eyes had faded from her consciousness. So too did any reason to distrust the lovely lamia. It just felt so good...listening to her...being around her...looking at her. At the pretty, shining eyes.

"Are you alright, sweetie?" the lamia asked, making little effort to mask her amusement. "You look a little lossst..."

"Uh...yeah...I mean, no...I'm fine. I just...what were we talking about?"

Scarlett smirked before giving her response. "My blessing...are you willing to stay here with me to earn my blessing?"

"Oh, yeah, of course! That's no problem at all!"

"Good," Scarlett said, giving a gentle hiss that sent a pleasant chill down the back of Aria's neck. The priestess was pleased. Aria felt a welling sense of satisfaction in knowing that.

The lamia began to slither closer. Aria startled slightly at the sight of her massive tail closing in on her. But the lamia maintained a comfortable distance between them, easing the maiden's apprehension a bit.

"You look tenssse, my dear," Scarlett said, "can I do anything to comfort you?"

"Oh...no, that's okay, I—" Aria hesitated as a strong odor reached her nose. The sheer potency of the scent made her recoil at first, but after taking it in again, she realized just how wonderful it was. Sweet like a flower; yet, heady...Aria blushed at the sudden arousal building inside her. The more she breathed in, the more comfortable she became with that arousal...with her growing thirst. Something in her mind told her that it was okay to lust. She should lust. She was in the presence of a priestess after all.

As she breathed in the lamia's addictive scent, she started rubbing her thighs together without even realizing it.

"That'sss right," Scarlett cooed, "take deep breaths...deep, deep breaths...that'sss a good girl..."

Aria did what she was told, embracing the chemicals that permeated every inch of her, feeding her swelling arousal. Her hand snuck under her panties, and she began fingering herself at the same slow and steady pace as the gorgeous, glistening tail that continued to shift and slide ever closer.

"Good," Aria murmured, smiling wide as she inhaled again.

Scarlett began to circle the young maiden, slowly closing in around her with each revolution. Aria followed her every movement, spinning in place so that her eyes could stay locked onto her priestess.

By the time the lamia stopped circling, she was within arm's reach. Aria stood in awe of the beauty before her. She yearned for more. More of what? Aria couldn't quite put it into words. She just needed more of this. More of her priestess.

Her desire was sated by the sound of the lamia's voice whispering in her ear. "Ssssuch a pretty one, you are...sssuch a good girl...ssso nice and calm for me...ssso nice and calm..."

As Aria listened, she couldn't help but let her gaze wander once again. Her eyes drinking in the sight of the lamia's glistening body. That's when she noticed the lamia's hips slowly swaying, left to right...right to left, over and over. Oh, how sweet it would be to run her hands over those curves...to know the feel of her smooth skin and scales beneath her fingertips. Without knowing it, Aria began swaying in time with her priestess.

"You sssseem a bit dissstracted, my dear, ssssweet Aria," Scarlett giggled, causing Aria's cheeks to burn once again and pulling her mind ever so slightly out of the depths of her trance.

Having regained a bit of her composure, she realized that she had been drooling. However, she didn't feel compelled to think much of it. She simply wiped the drool from her chin before mumbling, "Sorry...I just...um..."

"Sssshhh," Scarlett replied, slowly raising a finger to her plump, red lips. Aria immediately fell silent. The lamia's greedy eyes held the maiden's gaze hostage, rooting her even more firmly in place. "Everything's fine," she whispered, sending a chill down Aria's spine, "everything's jusssst as it should be." That's when she caught another glimpse of that brilliant green spiral rippling across the lamia's eyes. She leaned in, hoping to get a better look. Maybe if she gazed deeper, she'd see that spiral again. Her curiosity was swiftly rewarded as more spirals captured her view. And the spirals didn't stop.

"Wh-What—" Aria started to ask, but her question faded as her mind was far too preoccupied by the spirals, determined to learn their secrets. Meanwhile, something brushed her legs. If she could look away from those eyes, she'd find the lamia's tail exploring her supple body, teasing the maiden's hot flesh with her cool scales.

"Yesss..." the lamia cooed, "jussst look into my eyesss...aren't they pretty?" She nodded her head and watched gleefully as Aria did the same.

"Pretty..." Aria repeated before letting her jaw hang slack in wonder of the eyes that spiraled and shone. Her body, her mind, her soul. All of her being was sinking, deeper and deeper, into those spirals. And it felt so right.

"Yesss...good...just let go...feel how wonderful it is to sssurrender..."

With eyes now reflecting that of her priestess, Aria hung on each and every syllable that oozed into her ear like warm honey. As she visibly melted in her words, a pleasant smile graced Scarlett's face. "You're doing ssso well," she cooed, flicking out her forked tongue in her satisfaction, "ssso obedient for your priestessss..."

Aria barely registered the feeling of smooth, soft hands stripping her free from the burden of her ceremonial gown and undergarments. While their eyes remained locked onto one another's, Scarlett's hands began to explore the maiden's smooth, mocha skin, massaging her modest but firm breasts, and groping her perky ass. Aria quivered under the priestess's touch. Her aching, wet pussy dripped. Having felt just about every inch of the maiden's body, Scarlett brought her hands up to cup Aria's face, holding up her heavy head so she wouldn't have to worry about losing sight of those pretty, pretty eyes.

Just then, Aria's breath caught as she felt the tail make its first loop around her ankles. And the scales...oh, they felt sooo nice, sooo cool against her hot skin. A wave of refreshing comfort radiated up her entire body.

The coils began their slow, sensual climb. As the scales claimed Aria's trembling thighs, she let out a soft moan, relishing in how the coils hugged her legs so perfectly. She couldn't tell where her body ended and the coils began. And she knew that was how things should be. She was exactly where she belonged. Where she had always belonged.

When the coils spilled over her hips and swallowed her waist, Aria felt as if she had landed waist-deep in the coolest and calmest of waters. Her breathing staggered. She desperately yearned to finger herself, but the coils needed her arms at her sides. Not even her ravenous arousal would make her disobey her priestess. So, like the good girl she was, Aria happily let the coils pin her arms to her sides. Scarlett didn't let this delicious act of submissiveness go unrewarded. She began to undulate her coils in a gentle yet dominating massage of Aria's entire frame. There wasn't a muscle in her body that could resist melting into total relaxation.

Aria let out a whimper as the scales slithered across her breasts. The sensation of the scales caressing her pert nipples made her pussy twinge. Finally, the lamia's tail had finished its ascent, trapping the girl in a cocoon that she could never escape. And she never wanted to. Scarlett was everything to her now. She was so ready to leave her past life behind. She couldn't imagine life without her priestess. Her goddess.

"Oh, sssweetie?" Scarlett cooed, her voice causing Aria to wiggle in bliss.

"Yuh-huh?" she slurred in response, grinning and giggling from the pleasure that continued to assault her on all fronts.

"How do you like my coilsss?"

"Mmm...nice...pretty..."

Scarlett let out a giggle before taking Aria into her arms with a tight, loving embrace. After tickling the maiden's face with her forked tongue, she crooned, "My sssilly girl...my sssweet, perfect, little pet...you don't know how preciousss you truly are...I think a pet as preciousss as you deserves an extra treat..."

Scarlett pulled the girl into a deep, sinful kiss. Her long tongue wasted no time slithering into Aria's mouth and dominating Aria's tongue through a barrage of relentless teasing, wrapping, squeezing, and undulating.

With a smack of her lips, Scarlett pulled out of the kiss, leaving Aria salivating in smoldering lust.

"How did that feel, little one?"

"Buh..." was all Aria could muster in response.

Scarlett beamed at the adorable puddle of a maiden that was wrapped up so nice and tight in her. "You've been sssuch good company! So, it'sss about time I held up my end of the bargain, is it not?"

She leaned in to where their noses were nearly touching. She weaved her fingers through the girl's hair, gently cupping the back of her head before releasing the full strength of her spirals. Aria's eyes shot open, as wide as could be, and her mind instantly became lost in a euphoric blur of green. Her whole body went limp. But her senses heightened. And suddenly, her coil prison became a dynamo of sensation that sent current after current of electrifying pleasure coursing through her.

While Aria couldn't move, she writhed and ached and yearned on the inside, wanting so desperately to cum. But she wouldn't. Aria knew she must wait for her priestess's command.

Then, through the blur of green, her priestess came into view once more. But something had changed in her. Her presence dominated Aria in a new way. Like a ravenous predator looming over her prey. The lamia breathed heavily. Her mouth hung open, revealing two sharp fangs dripping with venom. Slowly, the lamia leaned closer until Aria could feel her hot breath against the side of her neck. In a voice that electrified and captivated, she said, "my blesssing...my gift...for you and only you...let it flow through you...take you...become you...ssso you can become mine...forever..."

And with those words, the priestess granted her maiden the release she so desperately craved...right as she sank her fangs into the maiden's flesh, pumping load after load of venom into her bloodstream. Coursing through Aria's veins, the venom ignited in her a pleasure only her priestess could provide. She came over and over and over—her juices gushing, flowing everywhere—as the venom spread across her entire body. When the venom reached her brain and forever shaped her mind, Aria surrendered to ecstasy...and to her priestess, utterly and eternally.

~~

Scarlett admired her slave as she slept so peacefully in her coils. Even when the blessed maiden would wake again without memory of her meeting with the priestess, her unconscious mind would know exactly who she belonged to.

The lamia priestess sighed, knowing she must part with her precious pet. As she slunk back into the shadows, she took comfort in knowing that they would be reunited soon enough.

Now, however, it was time to let the next priestess have her turn.