Limini stared up into the beautiful, swirling eyes of the coil fiend Celeste. She gazed into eternal spirals of blue, green, and gold, feeling her mind slipping into those lovely whirlpools without even thinking. It wasn't as if she needed to think to sink—to sink down, down, down, deeper and deeper into those lovely, achingly gorgeous, hypnotic, enthralling orbs of light.
To sink inexorably deeper into Celeste's power.
She whimpered. Again.
She could barely even comprehend anything outside the eyes. Very faintly, very vaguely, she was conscious—almost like a memory, for how could she look at anything outside those irresistible spirals?—of Emma behind her, the jungle witch still dazed with pleasure from Limini's indulgent play. She was vaguely conscious of the forest around her darkening as long, heavy coils of crimson scale slithered across the branches above, blocking out what little light shown through the canopy.
In the darkness that followed, the only illumination came from Celeste's spiraling eyes... and from the coil fiend's pulsating red scales, glowing with that faint heat Limini remembered so, so well—a heat that would soon be wrapping around her and massaging her into an ooey-gooey, weak-willed bimbo slave.
At the thought, she suppressed another whimper of fear.
Of
longing
.
And Limini was conscious, very vaguely, of the satisfied smirk on Celeste's lovely heart-shaped face as the demoness descended towards her. "Sssooo...
Minnie.
" She cooed the pet name—Emma's pet name for Limini—and Limini whimpered as she heard Emma giggling behind her. "It
ssseemsss
I've caught you in
quite
the
predicament!
"
Normally, Limini knew, Emma would
never
allow anyone else to use that name. She was fiercely territorial about it, in fact. But now... now Emma was only too happy to go along with anything.
Anything Celeste wanted.
Just as Limini soon would be, she thought, heart racing, if she didn't snap out of it. "H-Hello again, Celeste," she whispered, fighting through the haze. But try as she might, she just couldn't tear herself away from Celeste's sinfully seductive gaze.
"
Jussst
look at you," Celeste cooed, bobbing her head from side to side—and giggled as Limini, still mesmerized, found her head bobbing back and forth in tandem, following those beautiful eyes. "
Ssssoooo
lossst
already. Are you truly this excited to return to my coilssss, my little plaything?"
For a long time, Limini thought she'd answered—until she noticed Celeste's smirk widening, and realized to her humiliation that she'd only half-dreamed of speaking. "Um... no," she managed, biting her lip. She couldn't look away. But she had to. Had to hold on. Somehow.
"Really?" Celeste beamed. "You
sssseeem
very excited. Doesn't she, pet?"
Emma giggled. Limini squeaked as she felt the witch's luscious lips smacking against the back of her neck. A moment later, Emma's fingers joined in, stroking over Limini's thong, tantalizing her through the fabric. "Ooooh," Emma purred in Limini's ear, and the bounty hunter shivered at the husky arousal and dreamy, mind-fucked glaze in her voice. "
Wow
, Minnie, I...
mm
... totally had no idea!" Her every indulgent kiss sent tingles of pure delight down Limini's spine.
Limini suppressed a moan as the fingers stroked subtly, as Emma's plump lips planted sensuous kisses on her sensitive skin. She was wet. So, so wet. Just as she'd teased Emma for earlier.
And as she struggled to resist moaning aloud, she felt the spirals growing brighter in her mind, bigger, more intoxicating. Her eye ward was long gone. Her mind was already mush, she realized, and what little magic she had remaining was draining right into Emma's fingers.
And into... Celeste's... eyes.
"I'm not," she tried, but gasped as the fingers toyed and played, as she felt her leather jacket sliding off her shoulders. "I-I'm not...
g-gonnnna
..." She bit her lip hard, desperate to hold in a moan as Emma cooed wordlessly in her ear. Then her jacket fell away, leaving Limini clad in only a thin white blouse and some of her most...
scandalously
revealing lingerie.
"It
ssseemssss
," Celeste hissed, laughing wickedly as she watched the display, as she slowly rocked back and forth, guiding Minnie—
Limini
to sway in time with her, "that my little plaything has come all
thisss
way just to
sssee
me again! How
cute
."
The tip of her tail tickled under Limini's chin, and Limini realized her head was lolling downwards, too heavy from the weight of the spirals to... to... she forced her head back up and desperately tried to push some magic into the tail, into Celeste, but too slow.
"Did you
misssss
me
ssssoooo
much?" Celeste cooed sympathetically.
Limini whimpered. "I-I didn't—you—I—"
"Oh, she missed you, like—
mwah
—
sooooo
much!" Emma bubbled between delightful, wet, messy kisses. "She had
sooo
many—
mm
—books about demons and—
mm...
mmm
... mwaah~
—every page on coil fiends was, like, puppy-eared!" She giggled as Limini stammered a feeble attempt at denial.
"Oh, really?" Celeste asked silkily. She smiled down at Limini. "Were any of them...
naughty
booksss?"
Limini's lips parted, and as Emma kept stroking and kissing, a tiny moan slipped from her. Emma knew, she realized, her cheeks burning under the witch's tiny kisses. Emma had seen her reading them. Reading and... and... doing other things.
Emma knew, which meant Celeste must know. Emma had told Celeste everything.
That's... that's what she would do, were she Celeste's bimbo slave. Again.
And as Emma stroked and kissed Limini's most sensitive, vulnerable places, vulnerabilities only the witch knew—vulnerabilities she now seemed positively overjoyed to use to turn Limini into Celeste's obedient brainwashed soulslave—Limini was forced to cancel her own brainwashing spell before it drained her completely of magic.
And now, she realized, heart rate quickening, she was effectively disarmed completely.
"No," she whispered, shaking her head meekly. "I-I..."
"Ooh, Minnie," Emma murmured, as her fingers tickled Minnie's breasts, tugging at the bra, "what about the roleplaying we did?"
Minnie's eyes widened. "
No
."
"Yes!" Emma kissed Minnie on the cheek. "You know, when I pretended to be a coil fiend and you would 'tame' me?"
"
No.
" Minnie shook her head weakly.
"Except..." Emma gave a pouty sigh. Her fingers petted slowly, daintily, down below, as Minnie felt her breasts bouncing free, the bra falling away. "... it always turned into me on top, weirdly. Once you got horny enough to admit it, you wanted
me
to take control."
"Oh, my," Celeste said silkily, her voice dripping with triumph and glee. "Is that
ssso?
"
The eyes suddenly started swirling in the other direction. The sudden shift drowned Minnie anew in rapid, irresistible rapture, pulling her deeper, as if she'd been playing tug of war for hours and suddenly been made to swap sides without warning. Minnie panted, the cunning, ever-prepared bounty hunter now replaced with a shy, red-faced, whimpering mess.
And the whimpering mess felt a high-pitched moan slip from her quivering lips.
A moan that sounded distinctly like a '
yes
'.
"She doesn't have her
Milky Baroness
to save her, Mistress," Emma bubbled. "This time she's all yours!"
This galling remark gave Minnie some strength. "I—" Minnie glared. "I d-didn't need m-my old employer to—to 'save' me! I saved myself!"
"
Oh?
" Celeste's single-word question was positively vibrant with smug doubt. Minnie's cheeks went bright pink and her spirit quailed from the casual blow to her basic dignity. It was devastating. It was humiliating.
It was...
... so, so,
so
hot
.
"Minnie," Emma cooed in the bounty hunter's ear, making her quiver with longing as those lips smacked so sweetly against her neck, "you will feel..."
*mwah~*
"...
so
much better when this silly thing is off!" The witch giggled—and pulled the string of Minnie's thong back to
snap
it against her skin.
Minnie squeaked, her eyes widening slightly as she stared powerlessly into the endless swirls. "E-Emma," she cried, trying to shake her head
no
even as the tip of the tail under her chin made her nod
yes
. Even as Celeste's bobbing head made her keep rocking her head
yes
, long after the tail had pulled away.
"Minnie," the bimbo behind her moaned, taking Minnie's hands into her own and guiding them down to Minnie's hips. "C'mon. It's...
so
...
eeeeasy
..."
Dimly, Minnie felt the coils falling around her feet, around her ankles, as the eyes she was so very lost in slowly bobbed to the left. Minnie felt herself being guided in a stalling, stumbling counterclockwise twirl. But she couldn't help herself. She couldn't stop following the eyes. She couldn't help but stare needily, greedily, desperate not to miss a single second of those gorgeous, hypnotic, mind-melting spirals.
So the blonde bounty hunter just... drooled... and whimpered... and stared... and
twirled
.
Like a total dumb, horny, obedient, captivated bimbo.
"
Ssseee
how happy she is," Celeste purred, and Minnie felt her gaze being slowly guided, as if by an irresistible, seductive hand on her cheek, to stare...
... at Emma, as the gorgeous, curvy springheel witch swung her hips.
Back and forth.
Back and forth.
Dimly, smokily, Minnie—
Limini
—sensed an opportunity. She stared at the swinging ass, mouth hanging open, brainless and inattentive to the coils slowly tightening around her ankles. Somehow she kept her balance, as if the swaying of the ass, and her own swaying, were perfectly balanced. Like the pole of a tightrope walker.
Dimly, through her dopey, docile, dollhouse dream, Limini realized that she was being... allowed to escape the eyes. She could escape! Celeste was touching her without a care now—she only had to activate the spell again and Celeste... Celeste would be hers!
She only had to look away from.
Emma's.
Swinging.
Curvy.
Flawless.
Ass.
"That's right," Emma cooed encouragingly, giggling at the dazed expression on Limini's face. She ran her hands indulgently over her curves, showing off her gorgeous hourglass figure to Limini with a knowing grin. "It is so easy to stare, yes?"
Limini barely held in a whine. Her spirit fought desperately. She had to look away from... from this, from Emma. Everything was out of control right now. She watched needily nonetheless as Emma's fingers played with the string of her own lovely thong, and Limini's fingers began half-mimicking the enticing movements.
"
Ssssoooo
easy," Celeste cooed in Limini's ear. "And
guessss
what, little Minnie?" Her seven tongues tickled Limini's cheek. "
It'ssss
even easier... to
obey!
"
"
Uh-huh,
" Liminnie moaned softly, without even thinking. Her cheeks flared bright pink as they both laughed.
"Wow, you really can't look away, can you?" Emma smirked. "Aw... you are such a
bimbo!
"
"
