Snake Dungeon
By PrinnyDood

Mia struggled feebly against her bonds, more a reflex than any expectation that she could actually free herself.  Her wrists were bound tightly together above her head, secured to some fixture on the wall, resulting in her dangling helplessly, feet just barely touching the cold stone floor.  The trapped girl dared to look up at her captor for a moment; a wickedly beautiful creature, dressed in some sort of tight, revealing leather outfit, seemingly intended for appearance over function.  Her flawless, ebony skin clashed with her crown of long, silky snow-white hair, and her eyes seemed to take on a red hue in the half-light of the dungeon.

"Alright darling, my name is Zuina, but you will refer to me as mistress.  Now, we can do this the easy way, or the fun way.  It's entirely up you.  Though I should point out; the fun way is only fun for *me*;  I doubt very much that *you'd* enjoy it."  The dark maiden goaded silkily as she leaned forward, her lips barely an inch from Mia's ear.  Given the fact that she remained quite thoroughly bound, the trembling girl could do nothing but gulp in fear.

"I-I wanna do it the easy way, p-please."  Mia stuttered, deathly afraid of the imposing woman, and what she might do.  She'd heard many cautionary, often gruesome, tales about the dark elves when she was little, and had no desire to test their authenticity.

"That's a good start, slave.  Play your cards right, and you might live a long, productive life as my pet.  Doesn't that just sound lovely?"  The sultry creature leaned in again to bite Mia's ear, ever so gently, causing her to close her eyes and moan helplessly, buried beneath waves of conflicting sensations.

"Mmmm, you are just cute as a button, especially for a human girl.  I find myself rather hoping you don't disappoint me." The woman pulled away and stretched her arms above her head lazily. "Now then, shall we get started?  I know that you're part of, or at least working with, a spy network in this area.  I also know you broke into my home recently, and stole some very important information.  So, I would *very* much like to know the names and aliases of those in your organization, for starters."

Mia choked in shock. "B-b-but I don't-"

"Now now," The drow interrupted, "I don't expect you to know everything.  Your types work on a 'need to know basis' and all that.  But I expect you to tell me *everything* you do know, or things will become very... unpleasant for you."  The woman smirked, placing a hand firmly on her hip, awaiting Mia's reply.

"N-no! You've made some sort of mistake!  I'm a waitress, I don't know anything about-"

"Silence!  Do not test my patience, you will find it is not a virtue I have in overabundance.  Do you think me so foolish to mistake a waitress for an agent of my enemies?"  Unable to think of a reply that would not anger her captor, Mia closed her eyes and whimpered, wishing she could sink into the stone wall at her back.  The drow woman could be clearly heard pacing slowly, just a few feet away.

"Well then, if that's how it's going to be, I suppose we'll move on to the 'fun' way."  Mia's eyes snapped open at this proclamation, fearful of what horrors this creature might visit on her.  Zuina smiled, "I think I'm in the mood for something... exotic today.  Wait here and I'll be right back."  With those words, the frightful woman turned on her heel and strode purposefully out of the room, hips swaying slightly as she went.

With no choice but to obey, Mia shivered as she looked around the cold, stark stone room that might very well be the last place she ever saw.  The fact that she was naked only enhanced her feelings of helplessness, and was sure that had been the drow's intentions when stripping her.  Mia was a lovely young lady, her slender, athletic figure cultivated through years of regular excercise and careful diet, combined with her soft, delicate facial features and long, midnight blank hair, had made her the object of many a suitor's attentions, back home.  She was not exceptionally tall or busty, but on the whole felt that her body was worthy of pride, and a little bit of flaunting besides.  Now though, she would have given anything for a simple blanket to cover her nakedness.  

Fidgeting and squirming in place, Mia halfheartedly tried to free her hands, knowing that even if she escaped, she was probably deep under ground, with little chance of finding her way to the surface alone.  Unsurprisingly, the ropes didn't budge, and all she manged to accomplish was chafing her wrists.  Finally she gave up with a shuddering sigh, resigning herself to await the return of her captor and whatever fate that would bring.

Mia wasn't sure how long she dangled there in that dark, unfriendly room, trying to turn her thoughts to happier times, before the sound of approaching footsteps caused her heart to leap into her throat, and a palpable sense of dread to creep over her.  After a brief inner struggle, the captured maiden resisted the urge to close her eyes and cower, instead choosing to face her captor with a steady gaze.  Or as stead as she could manage, as close to tears as she was.

When the drow woman returned, she was not alone, much to Mia's renewed fear.  Her companion was not another dark elf, but something far more alien and terrifying.  The first thing she saw of it was its head, covered in gleaming ebony scales and so large she at first refused to believe it *could* belong to a snake.  But a moment later when more of it's body came into view, sliding sinuously along the floor beside Zuina's feet, its form left little doubt as to its nature, despite its improbable size.

"This is Shyntithra, and you two could be getting to know each other soon, depending upon how cooperative you are.  So, I recommend you think carefully about how you proceed from here."  Zuina stood commandingly just a few feet in front of Mia, while the snake seemed to gather itself up a little to the side of them both, it's alien eyes watching the pair intently.

"I'll do anything y-you want, but I swear I'm not a spy!  Do I look like a spy to you?"  Mia implored, her eyes flitting fearfully back and forth between the drow and snake.

"Not really, to be honest.  But if you looked like a spy, you wouldn't be a very good spy, now would you?"  Zuina smirked, stepping forward to place her hands upon Mia's hips in a very intimate manner, drawing her close.  Mia cringed and closed her eyes, not sure whether to expect violence or molestation.  From what little she knew of the drow, both were possible.

"Hmhm, now then, I'm going to be a little more patient with you than I normally would, because you are simply adorable, and seem to have a submissive streak.  But bear in mind that if you don't give me *everything* I want, things *will* end unpleasantly for you."  Mia swallowed and nodded, still not willing to open her eyes.  The next thing she felt was warm, soft lips against hers, kissing her assertively, as though daring her to resist.  She didn't.  Instead, Mia made a soft moaning sound in the back of her throat, fidgeting slightly as the dangerous woman pulled her very close and began kissing even more aggressively.

Despite her fear and discomfort, Mia soon realized that on some level she was actually enjoying it, as it became harder and harder to resist the urge to reciprocate the drow's ministrations.  Seconds ticked by, and she found herself becoming ever more aroused as Zuina's tongue and hands continued their intimate exploration of her naked body, until she finally couldn't stand it any more.  

Not willing to attempt anything daring, Mia simply began responding to the drow's rough, aggressive kisses with gentle, submissive ones of her own.  She was rewarded with a pleased purr from her captor, who's oral attentions began to gradually drift lower, across her slender neck and down towards her heaving chest.

"Oh... my Goddess..."  Mia murmured as the soft, moist tongue went to work on her breasts, drawing increasingly urgent gasps and whimpers from her.  This agonizing pleasure/torture went on for an unknowable amount of time, lips and tongue and the occasional hint of teeth, skillfully utilized on her helpless bosom to create the most intense sensations.  She had never experienced anything quite like it.

She soon found herself squirming and bucking her hips in frustration, increasingly intent on having those lips travel lower still.  As though reading her mind, Zuina gradually, maddeningly slowly, kissed and nibbled her way lower, until she finally reached Mia's cute little navel, where she stopped and pulled away.

"You're taking to this like a fish to water,"  the dark elf almost growled, here eyes half lidded, "now if you'll just give me the information I want, I promise you won't ever regret it."

"I-I... what?"  Mia stammered, her mind frazzled and barely working, overcome with equal amounts of apprehension and lust.  "No... no I already told you, I'm just a waitress!  I don't know anything..."  She looked up helplessly at the woman who would decide her fate, praying she would be convinced.

"You're a very good actress, and possessed of a unusually strong will for your kind."  Zuina stepped back, and looked down on her captive coldly.  "However your defiance no longer amuses me, so we'll be moving on to the next phase of interrogation now."  Mia gulped at the proclamation, a cold shiver of dread clearing her mind somewhat from it's haze of lust.

Zuina turned to the huge, ebony-scaled snake that Mia had almost forgotten about, and uttered a short phrase in a language she did not understand.  The reptile slowly uncoiled from its resting place, slithering sinuosity over to her until it was but a few inches from where she was bound against the wall.  Transfixed by fear and awe of the huge, predatory creature, Mia's heart jumped into her throat when it began to open it's mouth, quashing any doubt as to what its intentions were.

"Wait, no!  Y-you can't just feed me to this thing!" Mia squeaked, feebly trying to pull her feet away from the serpent's pink, yawning maw.  It paused, as though trying to work out how best to get both into it's mouth at once.

"I beg to differ, though I suppose where's no point arguing, since we'll be learning who has the right of it  very shortly anyway,"  Zunia replied silkily, and then bent down, seizing Mia by her ankles, pulling them together and firmly pushing both her feet into the snake's mouth.  Shyntithra wasted no time in exploiting this opportunity, shoving forward and up, swallowing up to Mia's knees in a single gulp, pausing afterward to stretch it's jaws wider still.

"N-noo!  This can't be happening!  This has to be a bad dream or something!  Nnuh!"  The ebony-haired maiden wriggled and strained against her bondage, unable to even inconvenience the reptile that seemed intent on making a meal of her.

"Again we disagree.  Perhaps I'm in a bit of a contrary mood this evening, come to think of it."  Zuina chuckled, as the snake made another powerful, rippling swallow, pulling Mia's bare legs deeper into its moist throat, where they were compressed together uncomfortably.  Due to the way she was bound hanging by her wrists, the snake couldn't pull her down, and was instead forced to climb upwards as it swallowed her.  Unfortunately for Mia, the reptile seemed more than up to the challenge, gathering its coils beneath it and making a lunging gulp.  The warm, gooey inside of the snake slid wetly up Mia's legs, until the width of her hips seemed to give it pause.

"Uhhh, huu, no!  Please, I-I don't know anything!"  Mia managed to gasp out, almost completely overwhelmed by the sensations sweeping over her as she was eaten alive.  The snake slowly but inexorably worked it's jaws over the smooth, supple flesh of her hips and posterior, and though her frantic wiggling seemed to be actually expediting the process, she couldn't force herself to be still.  

"If you're not going to tell me what I want to know, you may as well save your breath."  The wicked female said, feigning boredom, though it was obvious she was enjoying the show.  Mia closed her eyes and moaned plaintively as her hips finally slipped into the creature's throat, the feel of warm saliva spreading over her most intimate areas causing her to shudder and gasp.  A soft scraping sound could be heard from where the snake's underside slid across the wall behind her, scales on stone, as it worked its way upward with yet another powerful gulp.

The feel of its mouth as it moved up her waist, sliding across the sensitive skin of her stomach, caused her to twist and buck in place, producing a series of short staccato squeaks as her breathing became more and more erratic.  No matter what she did, escape seemed impossible, and she cringed when she felt the reptile tensing up for another swallow.  Once again the beast lunged upwards and gulped, pulling even more of her into its hot, rippling throat, her heaving bosom now pressed firmly against the roof of its mouth.

"Well, it seems you're committed to keeping your secrets," Zuina said breezily, drawing a wicked-looking knife from her side, "but I certainly hope you won't regret your decision, because when you're busy being digested alive, it will be to late to change your mind."  The dark elf stepped forward and stroked the snake where the outline of Mia's hips was clearly visible, not a hint of mercy or sympathy on her sharp, beautiful face.

Mia had no response, simply squirming and moaning softly in utter helplessness, as the serpent managed another swallow, taking her breasts into it's throat, where they were compressed uncomfortably against her.  Her head now partially inside the snake's mouth, Mia's vision was mostly obscured, but as the drow leaned forward and reached up to the place where Mia's hands were tied, it became obvious what she was doing.

"Goodbye, little human," the merciless woman said, as she deftly cut the cord that bound her wrists, removing the only obstacle preventing the snake from finishing its job.

"Nooo!"  the doomed brunette cried out in one last desperate surge of adrenalin, as she felt herself being pulled rapidly deeper into the reptile's throat, her hands grasping blindly for some nonexistent hand-hold.  Darkness engulfed her, moments before her head was taken into the throat proper, the warm, moist tissue pressing unpleasantly against her face, forcing her to fight for every breath she took.  Overwhelmingly strong muscles seized her body from every direction, gripping and conforming to the feminine curves of her figure, each merciless swallow sending her wiggling form closer to her final fate.

"Mmmmph!  Mmmh!"  Mia's hopeless cries were almost completely silenced by the gooey flesh surrounding her, and no amount of squirming could reverse her predicament.  After what felt like an eternity, those rippling throat muscles stopped squashing and pushing her, but that momentary relief was soon eclipsed with renewed dread.  A light tingling sensation began to spread across her sensitive, naked skin, reminding her of what  would come next.  She struggled and fought against the tight walls of the snake's stomach, unable to do more than shift her position slightly, let alone escape.

There would be no rescue, no heroic knight in shining armor to save her, Mia knew, leaving her no option but to surrender to her fate.  She continued to wriggle and cry  weakly with her remaining strength, more out of reflex than any genuine resistance, as the tingling sensation grew ever more acute, and it became ever more certain that she would spend the very short remainder of her life surrounded by hot, gooey darkness.

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Shaking her head and smiling with satisfaction, Zuina stretched languidly and watched as Shyntithra slithered over to her favored resting place, where she would peacefully digest her still-moving meal at length.  She lingered a few moments, watching the vaguely feminine bulge that was the unfortunate Mia, listening to her sad, muffled little cries.  

It had been fairly obvious early on that the human had not been the spy Zuina was looking for, but the drow was nothing if not thorough.  She knew someone had broken into her home, and that they had rifled through some of her most sensitive notes.  She knew the person was young and female, and even what section of the nearby city they lived in.  Unfortunately, this still left her with sixty-nine possible candidates, and the only way to find the one she wanted was to kidnap and interrogate them each, one by one, until she found her target.  Mia was in fact the twenty-third girl to end up in Shyntithra's stomach, thus far.

Zuina had no illusions about getting the stolen information back; whatever had been found out had certainly long since been copied and passed on to whomever the girl worked for.  She was, however, very interested in finding out *who* exactly she worked for, and what they wanted.  She was also finding herself more and more often looking forward to her weekly 'interrogation' sessions, and the sensual thrill she got from the experience.  Perhaps she would keep the next one as a pet, at least for a couple of days, to satisfy her growing desire to ravish something soft, helpless and submissive.

All that could wait though, for Shyntithra would be a full week before she was ready to 'play' again, and Zuina was feeling a profound desire for a long, hot bath just then.