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Cain chuckled as he watched the handsome hunk ping before his very eyes. It had taken some time, but the warrior had finally succumbed and reached the climax of hypnosis. The ping was the sound of the mind breaking, nay, leaving the victim's head. Cain's spirals had successfully rid the helpless hunk of all thoughts and resistance, crushing his free will and making the warrior fall under the complete control of the python.

Cain also enjoyed watching that signature stupid smile spread across the man cub's handsome face. It gave Titus that perfect blank, yet cute, hypnotized expression. Another sign his mind was gone. "Sssso glad you gave in, man cub," Cain said, emphasizing the words man cub, knowing it brought a secret joy to the hunky hero. "Didn't I tell you the truth? Unimaginable pleasssure and blissss - all for you. A brave and sssstrong warrior," Cain hissed, playing at the the man's ego again.

The snake continued to use the human's pride against him, since it worked so well the first time. The python had known a small part of Titus would be craving the bliss Cain promised his sexy body. Hearing the warrior's primitive and husky moans, the snake knew that meant one thing only. Looking at the hero's skirt, there was a visible outline of what appeared to be a long, thick banana. But the snake chuckled as he knew that was no banana.

"Ssssomeone'sss awake," Cain teased, as he poked the tented skirt, noticing a wet spot that seemed to be growing. The python knew he had this effect on males, but it appeared to be working extra well for Titus. The warrior's member was clearly at full stance, and fully erect under his tight skirt "Let'sss get you down from there," the python said, as he turned the handsome hunk right-side up, and placed the barefoot hero on the jungle ground.

He uncoiled Titus, with no fear of him running away or fighting back. How could he? This deep in trance, the warrior couldn't even remember his own name.

The snake licked the warrior's handsome face, loving the sight of his rapidly spiraling eyes and stupid smile. He also noticed that Titus was a tad slouched, showing all tension had left his body, and he was now swimming in utter pleasure.

"Now man cub, time for more of my ssssoothing wordssss," Cain hissed as he wrapped a coil around the man's thick neck and gave it another tight squeeze. This was a dominant way to show the man that he was no longer in control of himself, and that the python was in charge.

"I am your masssster. You are my ssstrong man cub sssslave. You ssserve me. You want to pleassse me. You want to obey me. Nothing elssse mattersss. Forget the life you knew. You are no longer a warrior, a hero. That doesssn't matter now. The only thing that matterssss...issss me," Cain commanded, reprogramming the handsome man's mind to forget everything except the snake's coils and spirals. "Pleassse repeat so I know you understand," the snake chuckled as he brainwashed the poor hero.

When the snake was satisfied, he wrapped a coil around the hero's waist, but stopped himself. "How sssssilly of me. You can't go up into the treessss with all that heavy, hot armor. How can you ssstand sssuch uncomfortable extra skinssss?" the snake said, planting ideas that Titus hated his clothes in his mushed mind.

"Remove them, man cub. Leave on jussst your undergarmentssss," Cain said, referring to the loincloth under the man's skirt. Watching the hunky hero undress, Cain realized something else. "How rude of me sssslave, I never asssked your name. What issss it?" Cain asked.

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The warrior had entered a state more akin to dreams and sensations than anything tangible. Wherever he looked, his vision rippled and danced with psychedelic color. His overcome mind lapped up all the pulsating colors like a man in a desert would gulp down cool water. He did not hear Cain speak so much as feel the serpent's desires possess his entire consciousness. It was as much an instinct as pulling his hand away when it touched an open flame.

So when Cain called him man cub, the fallen hero only knew that something wonderful had happened and it made him smile even as his cock throbbed beneath his skirt. And when the snake poked and prodded at his concealed manhood, it was as if he was being touched there for the first time. All the novelty and taboo of a first stroke coupled with Cain's expert touch; it was enough to drive him over the edge then and there, but he struggled mightily against the need, since it felt so damn good to be this hard while he watched the strobing colors. And the warrior knew Cain liked him this way.

Next, it seemed to the man cub that his world was changing once again. The twisting, dancing, colorful trees rotated right-side up and he soon felt his bare feet land upon solid ground. Even lost in the spell, the warrior nearly collapsed. The blood emptied from his head and the world spun. He felt such pleasure and relaxation that he could have collapsed to the jungle floor and melted into the soil. Never in all his days had he felt peace like this and he prayed to all the Gods, Cain chief among them, that this feeling would last forever.

But not all was well. The moist earth was no substitute for the python's coils and the hero felt cold and lonely when the scaly muscle robbed him of its embrace. But warmth and joy returned stronger than before when he felt Cain's tongue caress his face. It felt so good, so right, that when the serpent's coils tightened like a vice around his neck, the human simply surrendered the last of his breath in a lusty moan. There was no need to breathe. The spirals were his air, his water, his food.

And then it seemed to him that those spirals danced and shifted in all-new patterns. Colors he had no words for blossomed into being. The ever-changing palette spoke to him in ways no words could match. In those heavenly shapes and hues, he saw the world and his place in it. Like a single spark igniting a wildfire, in an instant dark became light and the chill was banished by the warm comfort of a beloved hearth. He understood.

Though his voice was soft and sleepy, there was no doubt or hesitation when he spoke. "You are my master. I am your strong man cub slave." He paused only to bite his lower lip and sigh at the thought. After a loving glance at Cain, the warrior swallowed and continued.

"I serve you, master. I want to please you. I want to obey you. Nothing else matters," he moaned, as the spirals in his eyes spun so fast they were almost a rainbow blur. "Forget the life I knew. I am no longer a warrior, a hero. That doesn't matter now." On some level, he knew the thought should sadden, even horrify, him. His life had been dedicated to heroic pursuits. The way of the warrior was as much a part of him as his arms or legs or rapidly beating heart. But now, as the words escaped his lips, nothing had ever felt so true.

"The only thing that matters is you," he finished with another moan. His smile became soft and pliant as a contented hum issued from his lips.

The serpent's slave knew he had pleased his master. The pleasure spread from his stomach to every extremity. Particularly the one standing proudly between his legs, which continued to weep in joy, ruining his loincloth. But the heat continued to grow, soon boiling over like a cauldron.

The weight of his armor grew immensely and the man cub could almost feel himself sinking into the dirt. The colors wanted him lighter and he wanted to fulfill their every command. This warrior's armor had to go; it was ill-suited to a slave such as himself. Master wanted to see his body. So the human nodded drunkenly to a command he had not heard so much as discovered within himself.

The gauntlets were the first to fall uselessly to the earth. The slave clenched his fists and let his arms flex. It was like removing a set of shackles that had held him back his whole life. For the first time, he was truly free. He was free to serve his master. Next came the cuirass and when it fell forgotten to the ground, the man cub breathed deeply. His massive pecs, crowned by a pair of nipples hardened into diamond peaks from his arousal, heaved up and down in need. His defined abdomen was sculpted like a mountain range and the slave's fingers trailed over the delicious lines of his musculature to find the faint trail of hair that led further south.

His belt was undone and before long, the skirt clattered to the ground. His loincloth was soaked through so completely that his cock could almost be glimpsed through the shear fabric. It fought to break free of its white cloth prison and bounced in time with the pulsing spirals that dazzled his mind always.

The humid jungle air felt almost cool now that he was free of the armored prison. This felt natural and right and he was so grateful to his serpentine master for showing him this truth among so many others. So when the deified snake requested his name, he was all too eager to give it.

Only, his mind grew fuzzy when he tried to recall it. It seemed like an eternity since he had last thought of his name. Whenever he tried to think of it, all that came to the fore were the names his master had given him. The slave had no mother or father to name him and no friends who hailed him as such. There had only ever been master and master called him...

"Man cub, master. Your slave's name is man cub." He smiled and laughed like a love-struck boy. He was so happy to obey and to please. "Man cub," he repeated, his cock twitching every time he said the word.

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Cain smiled wickedly at the almost naked hero. The hunky hero's body was on full display for the python to ogle and play with, as the handsome human was now reduced to a mindless slave. Cain circled the muscular man to get a better look at his sexy body. Free of armor and no longer fighting, the snake knew he could get a better view of his new toy.

Titus had broad shoulders, with strong arms, thick biceps, and big hands. His chest was hairless, his tanned skin visibly smooth and sweaty. The man's massive, bulging pecs were on full display, as the python's tail slithered underneath them, bouncing them up and down playfully. The tip of Cain's tail also squeezed his left nipple, feeling how hard and pointed it had become. The warrior, or former warrior, had a sea of abs, his stomach containing every defined muscle line possible. Wearing only his thin, white loincloth, Cain could see the man's plump ass cheeks. The python couldn't help but give his new slave a nice spank.

Seeing the front of the loincloth, Titus' large cock was clearly erect and struggling to be held in the cloth. A large outline could be seen through the soaked fabric as his erection tried to break free. "Mmmm, ssssomeone'ssss awake," Cain hissed, as he used his tail to stroke the hunk's massive member. Cain finished the rest of his examination, eyeing the man's beefy thighs, thick calves, and large bare feet. Titus was perfect.

"Niccce to ssssee my commandssss are sssetting in," Cain chuckled, as he wrapped a coil around around his slave's thick neck. The coil gently tugged to choke the man slightly, as it lifted him up, forcing Titus to stand on his big toes. "Man cub, eh? What an interesssssting name," Cain chuckled, knowing full well that man cub wasn't the man's real name. But he didn't care. It only showed how submissive Titus had become, and how well his spirals were working.

The hypnotized hunk was completely mindless, ready to obey. "No more thinking hunk cub," the python said, playing with the words man cub and hunk, teasing Titus and complimenting him on his amazing body. "Why would you need to think? A body like your'ssss belongssss on a Greek statue. All you need to do isssss relax and sssserve me. You live to sssserve me. You love to sssserve me. You wisssh to use that ssssexy and mussscular body to sssserve me. Jusssst empty that pretty head of your'ssss. Be my dumb, ssssstrong man cub sssslave. Sssslaves don't think do they? No, they don't," Cain said in a baby voice, shaking his head and chuckling as he watched Titus follow his head movements.

"Sssslaves are ssstrong and sssstupid. And they ssssmile. They ssssmile big ssssilly ssssmiles. Give me a big ssssmile, man cub. The stupidessssst sssmile you can, man cub," the python hissed, licking the man's handsome face and lips, to encourage his lips to spread wider. Cain's eyes had once again erupted in their hypnotic display, to ensure his commands settled firmly in the hunk's mind and soul.

Since Cain's head was above Titus, Cain watched the man's spiraling eyes looking up and take in more spirals, as the coil around his neck kept the man standing on his tip toes.

"Underssssstand man cub?" Cain asked, wanting Titus to repeat his earlier commands. As Titus began to recite his new mantra, Cain's tail slithered down his muscular back, and untied his loincloth, allowing the white cloth to fall to the floor. The snake's eyes widened as his jaw dropped when he saw his slave's cock finally stand tall and free from the restricting cloth.

Now fully naked, Titus' member stood straight up, pointing to the sky. Skin pulled back and pink tip fully revealed, the hunk's thick and throbbing cock dripped as it leaked pre cum. "Oh I'm going to have ssssso much fun with you man cub!" Cain said in an evil tone, his wicked intentions becoming clear to Titus. But the former hero didn't care.

The stupified man was too hypnotized to fight anymore. Not a thought in his head, Cain loved the dumb, blank expression on his slave's handsome face, as he stared back with a goofy grin and spiraling eyes. Slowly, Cain's tail slithered in between the man cub's thick thighs, cupping his balls, as Titus was lifted into the air.

The python watched as his slave slid into a relaxed, hammock yet seated position. Cain sent ripples down his coil to vibrate and massage against the man's muscular back and toned and firm buttocks. "Let'ssss take our fun elssssewhere," Cain said, as he lifted the man into the trees above.

And just like that, Cain had ensnared another victim. The hunky hero was stripped of his armor, free will, and mind. Handsome, helpless, and very horny, Titus was whisked up into the canopy, his armor forgotten down below. Despite the man being large and muscular, it was no problem for the 80 foot snake to lift him up.

Finally reaching a thick and sturdy branch, Cain set down the hypnotized hunk, placing his bare feet on the branch, and watching as he stood straight and still for a second, before slouching back into his relaxed state. Cain slithered his head down toward his slave's massive member and slowly licked from the base to the head in one slurp.

"Mmmm, deliciousss. I hope you don't mind my tasssting man cub. It looked like you needed a cleaning, and I jusssst couldn't ressssist," the snake chuckled, as he wrapped a coil around the man's waist, squeezing his abs. "Now I know I ssssaid we'd have ssssome fun, but firsssst. I mussst be sure that you trusssst me completely," Cain said as he snuggled against the man's handsome face.

"You trusssst me, don't you man cub?" The python asked, nodding his head so Titus would follow. "Oh I know you do," he said, after the snake heard his slave's response. "Then thissss exercissse should be no problem for a hunky sssslave like you," Cain chuckled. "Now... sssshut you eyesssss... and trussssst in me," Cain sang, as he used his tail and beckoned Titus to walk forward along the branch.

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Time stopped making sense to the enslaved human. His mind was too far gone, so hopelessly addled by the snake's power, that keeping track of what was happening and when was a futile gesture. The fallen warrior was trapped in a strange fugue state where he lived simultaneously in the now and the past; he was reliving key moments from his life and finding Cain in each and every one of them. His master had always been there, the sole point of firm clarity amid a sea of shifting memories and moments, all of them tinged in pulsing color.

So when the snake played with his ample chest, spanked his well-formed ass, or slithered about his lively manhood, the enthralled hunk could not be sure when it was happening; it had always been happening - it never ceased nor did he ever want it to. But when the python yanked him up onto his toes and dazzled him with those lovely spirals once again, the mancub was firmly rooted in the moment.

The colors had become infused into the hero's very essence. In a way, he never stopped seeing them inside his own head, but to truly witness them was transcendent. It was like embracing a true love after having been apart for centuries, even eons. It was coming home and finding it just as you always hoped and remembered. It was warm and safe; it was absolution.

His cock throbbed angrily at the sight. It wept tears of need and took on a life of its own, growing and straining ever upward to get closer to the source of the spirals. The hunk's entire body flexed from the strain, particularly his impressive calves which supported his weight as he continued to stand on his toes. "Ohh... Ohhhhhhhh," he groaned mindlessly as his eyes, unblinking, became utterly transfixed by the spirals. His mouth opened and closed without speaking as if no words could come to his ravaged mind in that blessed moment. Soon enough, he was smiling so wide it hurt; or it would have if the mancub were still able to feel pain.

"I live to serve you, master," the man repeated through his moans. "I love to serve my master with my sexy and muscular body," he cooed, his voice containing a hint of his old bravado and pride. Even hypnotized, the former warrior knew he had a body to envy and admire.

"I am your dumb, strong man cub slave. I don't think, just smile my big silly smile," he finished, his voice quivering from arousal and joy as if the wide smile had infected his very soul. The wavering grew only stronger when the slave finally felt the cool rush of air welcome his newly freed cock. It stood tall and thick, bouncing in exultant joy at its deliverance.

When Cain's coils slid between his legs, the mancub instinctively grinded his balls and shaft against those scales, covering them in his precum and making them shiny and slick. The human's face contorted in tortured bliss as his master massaged his backside with the enticing vibrations. He collapsed into the hammock of coils, his massive arms and legs dangling uselessly on either side as he grew weightless and flew with his master upward into his new life.

Now standing peacefully at attention before his master, the mancub realized this paradise above the leaves was almost too much to bear. He felt the sun shine more strongly against his tanned flesh and heard the sweet song of the wind as it danced unobstructed across his skin. And when the snake ran his long tongue from the base of his cock to its peak, he felt such gratitude that he might have fallen to his knees in worship of his master right then, had the serpent not prevented him from doing so.

The dutiful servant barely heard his master's question over the sound of his moaning, but knew in his core what the snake wished to hear. "I trust you, master," he sighed. "Completely." It was the absolute truth; the man cub trusted the serpent in all things. He always had.

So when his master gave his commands, the man cub obeyed without hesitation. He closed his eyes and smiled wide as he saw the colors waiting for him in the dark. They seemed to pulse and glow in time with Cain's lovely sing-song voice. His body moved almost without his conscious thought or consent, as if obedience to Cain was as natural, automatic, and necessary as breathing or the beating of his heart. No thought was required; it simply happened. The helpless hero strolled without a care in the world, happily walking upon the branch toward its edge.

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Cain watched Titus nod, close his spiraling eyes, and begin to walk forward. It was quite a sight really - to see the once strong-willed hero be reduced to a mindless, hunky slave. Titus has said so himself; he was the python's dumb, strong, man cub slave. Cain's commands had clearly sunk deep into the man's empty head and implanted themselves firmly in the former hero's soul. Fully hypnotized, the spirals were having a profound effect on the large, muscular man, making him obedient and happy to serve his new reptilian master. Cain knew this effect. He knew all the stages his victims went through. And he knew exactly what was going through Titus' mind right now. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

His spirals had smothered all thoughts and resistance, leaving the hunky warrior a stupid and sexy slave. His body was a different story. Cain had released his colors in a way that would be extra pleasing to the muscular hero. The python knew that every inch of those massive muscles were tingling with bliss and euphoria like never before. And, of course, arousal too. The hunk's massive manhood was fully erect, standing at full attention, bouncing with every heavy step Titus made. Cain, to tease his sexy toy and lead the man on, used the tail that had beckoned Titus forward, and stroked his cock in one swift motion. The snake chuckled at this. And thanks to the sunlight, Titus's sexy body was in full view for the perverted snake.

The light shined on the man cub's handsome face and wide, silly smile, a sign his mind was truly broken. The warrior's expression was blank, much like his mind, which Cain thought looked very cute. The hunk's round, bulging pecs and firm, plump ass jiggled slightly with each step, making Cain salivate and lick his lips.

Tiny beads of sweat trickled down his rock hard abs, which shined bright in the hot jungle sun. His strong arms and thick biceps swayed limp in front of him, as his strong legs, with their beefy thighs and large calves, involuntarily walked forward, obeying and following the snake. And as his large, bare feet slapped across the branch, following and obeying Cain, it was clear the man no longer had control of his body or mind.

The python's will, thoughts, and desires, were now Titus' as well, for thanks to those wonderful colors, Cain had removed the man's free will and memories of his past life. All Titus knew now... was Cain. His master. And the colors of course, that made the muscular man cub happy to obey.

Handsome, helpless, and horny - three things that could be used to describe the human at this very moment, as he strolled along the branch with no care or worry in the world. Fully hypnotized, it was time for Cain to put into effect the next part of his plan.

The stupefied stud was under his control yes, and clearly trusted the snake, but Cain wanted it to stay that way. This walk would be the perfect chance to reprogram Titus' poor mind, to brainwash the hunky hero into the perfect man cub slave. And as Titus neared the end of the branch, he showed no signs of stopping. Why would he? His master had commanded him to walk, and being the good man cub he was, Cain knew Titus would keep walking despite the obvious danger of death right before him.

And as the hunk took one big step off the branch and into the open air, the python used his tail and pressed it into the former hero's forehead, holding him in place. Cain observed Titus' body arch forward, as his massive arms, strong left leg, and bare foot dangled limp in the air, his right foot mid step off the branch.

"Ssssilly cub. No need to worry, I will take care of you. Another reasssson to never think again," Cain said, as he brought his head close to the handsome hunk's smiling face, and breathed his warm breath onto his slave's face. "Hold sssstill pleasssse," the snake chuckled, as he licked the man's nose, and used a coil to gently rub his slave's dangling foot to give Titus a taste of what was to come. Cain let Titus go, but instead of falling to the jungle ground, Titus was walking on the snake's body!

Yes, the enormous serpent had formed a scaly staircase with his thick coils, allowing Titus to continue his hypnotic sleepwalk. Cain chuckled again, seeing the massive, muscular man walking so gently and carelessly on the snake's body, oblivious to the change beneath his feet. Were Titus awake, he would've never dared to try and step onto the python's body. But too deep in trance to care or resist, Titus continued on. This also showed Cain's strength as he was able to carry the very muscular man as he sleepwalked on his thick coils.

"Mmmm your feet feel like a ssssoft massssage on my coilssss, sssslave. Thank you!" Cain said, as he followed Titus down the staircase of scales. The man cub's wide, bare soles felt smooth to the touch, as they grazed the snake's body. "I hope my ssscales feel jussst as good on your feet. Tell me man cub, do they?" Cain asked, as he sent ripples down his body so the coils Titus walked on vibrated against his heels, arches, big toes and wide, sweaty soles.

After the hunk's response, Cain decided to switch things up. As fun as it was to watch his helpless and mindless toy walk down a staircase or coils, the python had bigger plans for the muscular man cub. "You can sssssleep ssssafe and ssssound, knowing I, am arooouuuund," Cain sang, his voice entering the man cub's ears and filling his empty head with the sweet words.

The snake's body had looped around Titus, placing a coil in his golden brown hair, trapping him in a sort of hamster wheel of scales. At first Cain watched his slave walk in place. Then gravity took over and Titus slowly began to walk in a circle, until he was walking perfectly upside-down, his thick arms hanging down below his head. Cain laughed at how dumb and hypnotized his slave had become. So gone was Titus, that he had no sense of up, down, left, right. Every way was his master's way. This was the perfect position for more commands.

"Man cub, assss you walk upsside down, you walk further into your new life assss my sssslave. Every sssstep your bare feet take bringsss you clossser to your massster, allowing you to easily let go of your old life. And you want to forget passsst memoriesss, every lassst one. You become excited at the thought of sssspending the ressst of your daysss with massster. You become aroussssed at the thought. Pleassse repeat," Cain said, chuckling at his "arousal" command.

The snake was now just toying with his slave. Brainwashing him to never leave, reprogramming his mind to want to stay. Titus was as helpless as they came, the spirals working their magic on the hunk's mushed mind, molding him into the perfect man cub slave. After the former warrior's response, Cain allowed Titus to walk upside-down for a few more minutes, just to ensure his commands fully sank in, and to tire out his toy's sexy body. Then, Cain allowed the hunky man cub to slide down into a coil hammock.

This one held the hero differently than the first hammock that had whisked Titus into the trees. Titus' strong arms dangled over the sides, while his beefy, thick legs lay flat and straight in front of him, the hunk's round heels resting comfortably at the end of the hammock. The python rocked his sexy slave back and forth gently, to increase the hypnotic hold the colors had on his mind, and to lull the handsome man into a deeper, more relaxing trance.

"Sssslip into total obediencccce, your musclesss enveloped in blissss," Cain sang, as the snake vibrated the coil hammock to massage and rub Titus' back muscles, toned buttocks, thighs, and calves. "You are my dumb ssslave and you are happy to sssserve me," Cain sang, to remind the helpless hunk who was in charge. During this part of his seductive song, Cain had tossed Titus in the air, the snake catching the warrior with the tip of his tall in the middle of his toned back.

Cain was impressed with how Titus kept his body flat as a board, his strong arms and legs side-by-side. Cain flipped Titus once more, this time upside-down, and caught him on his head. Titus continued to keep his large body perfectly stiff, once again impressing the snake. Clearly his song was working, if the stupefied stud trusted the snake enough to balance him upside-down.

This was Titus' third time being in such a position, and Cain knew his slave didn't mind. It was a power move to let Titus know Cain was dominant and more powerful than the hero. It also allowed him to boast to the jungle that he had caught another human. Suddenly, Cain heard a noise. A small laugh. Cain looked up to see Titus wiggling his big toes.

The snake and man cub were so far up in the canopy, the flats on his large bare feet had brushed against some above leaves, tickling the hero's rather sensitive feet. "Your ssskin is sssensssitive to my toooouuch, you crave me coilssss on your body," the snake sang.

This extra verse was not normally added to the song, but Cain thought it appropriate at the moment. The snake wanted Titus' tanned skin to become extra sensitive to the his scales, as well as extra ticklish. These lyrics brainwashed the poor warrior to want Cain to touch him all over his muscular and sexy body, which now belonged to his reptilian master.

Cain opened his mount to speak again, but Titus beat him to it. The former hero-turned-sex slave let out a deep snore, right in front of Cain's face. "I ssssee my hypnosissss isss working well," Cain chuckled. "You're ssssnoring," the python hissed, licking the hunk's smiling mouth. "But I don't mind. Pleasssse continue," Cain said.

In the past, men had apologized for snoring in the snake's coils. But Cain didn't want his new toy to say he was sorry. The snake wanted Titus to simply repeat the word "snoring" to ensure he knew it was allowed, and his master encouraged it.

Finally, Cain was almost done. Titus' mind was almost fully reprogrammed. Just one last step, and the handsome hero would be nothing more than the snake's silly and sexy obedient slave. "You trussst me, my ssstrong man cub ssslave," Cain sang, as he dropped Titus and allowed the man to slide on his belly down a spiral slide made from the snake's body. The hunk's abs and chest muscles felt so good against Cain's scales as they slid down the slide, as well as his erection which grinded against the snake's body.

Titus landed in a coil cocoon, wrapped and held tightly from ankle to neck. Only his bare feet and head stuck out. "In my coilsss you want to sssstay," Cain sang, ending his seductive song, as he brought the wrapped-up Titus closer to him. Cain tugged sharply at the coil around the hunk's neck, choking Titus.

The python wanted to hear that gulp, and watch the man's eyes bulge open, to reveal the still spiraling colors. Even though Titus had his eyes closed, Cain knew the spirals still spun rapidly in his mind, ensuring he never woke from trance. "Now let me assssk man cub... who are you?" Cain asked, staring at the hunk's handsome face, spiraling eyes, and stupid smile. The python wanted to hear how Titus would respond. Surely all the previous brainwashing had erased all traces of his former life.

Cain wanted to hear Titus say he was the snake's slave, dumb and strong. And of course, Cain wanted to hear that Titus knew his new purpose in life. To serve his master.