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With Thulani under him and the equipment that Ano, the Old Hump, managed to secure for him, the process of developing a different sort of cukani was underway. Lorenus didn't know if it would work, but it was his best option.

The last day with the monkey had confirmed that the elephant court was as hedonistic as it looked, but there was more to it than just the aphrodisiac smoke and the other scents in the air as the members of the court fucked each other and their slaves. There was a different trade going on, a constant push beneath the surface.

He, as an outsider, hadn't been allowed to see it, but Prince Dumisani and the other high-ranking members of the court were constantly jockeying for position, pushing for a better way of securing themselves in the developing empire. Some did it through military force, but it was more often done through slave and sex trades, where the different nobles competed to see who had the best economic empire beneath the developing political one.

And that, that was something that Lorenus believed he could break into.

Cukani, he thought, watching as the venom spilled from the glands in his mouth and rolled down into the glass tubes that he had managed to put together out of burned sand and wood. It wasn't perfect, nor was it as good as the sets that he had used back at home, but it was all he had. Reduce it...dilute it...

Cukani was what his father had perfected, one of many inventions that the Adelin sire had pulled together for his family. It was a drug that was made from the concentrated power of naga venom. The ignorant called it an aphrodisiac, but it was far, far more than that.

The small vial that he harvested was enough to enslave the bodies of five people if it was distributed through a meal, cooked into it, or even if swallowed directly. It would light a fire in their libido, forcing them to get hornier and hornier until there was nothing left of their minds, nothing capable of thinking.

And worse, it was addictive. Those that suffered from it always recovered from the initial dose, but their bodies would crave another, and another, to drop further and further into that deep place where there was no thought but sex, where there was no pleasure but orgasm. It was an intensely powerful way of subduing another.

His father saw it as a way of developing another slave market. Lorenus saw it as a weapon that might be turned against his people.

Cukani is the concentrated, more powerful version, made to break people...but what if you reduced its strength, turned it into an aphrodisiac while keeping the addictive quality? he thought as he watched the venom turn and burn, mixing with steam vapors and then with other liquids that he'd made his camel go out and buy. What if you turned it into something like their...recreational materials?

He had tried three different versions of it on the slaves that he'd sent the Old Hump out to buy. Two of them were catatonic from the potency of the drug, flat on their backs and their eyes glazed over, still cumming their brains out as they humped the air. The third was unconscious, though his dick continued to piss cum into his loincloth.

And the fourth was almost ready.

Thulani, the slave monkey prince, continued to suck at his dicks as he watched the procedure, keeping an eye on it to make sure that it didn't over or under-mix. It had to come off of the heat at the precise right time, or it wouldn't be the concentration that he needed it to be.

But the monkey was providing a pleasurable distraction.

The naga chuckled, reaching down and rubbing the monkey's head as the idle pleasure of a bobbing mouth continued to satisfy him. His cocks were slippery and wet, fully hard as they had been for the last few hours, and the edging was finally starting to give him a familiar feeling. One that told him that he was close to climax.

Almost ready...

He wasn't quite sure if he was talking about the new version of cukani in the alchemy tubes or if he was talking about his orgasm, but either way, they were both near to climax. He reached for the little bottle at the end of the set of tubes, pulling it off the heat with scaly fingers that barely felt the warmth.

A quick swirl told him that the liquid was just about perfect, theoretically. It just needed a test subject...

And preferably not him.

The naga had to put the vial down to avoid that fate as his orgasm snuck up on him, the slender monkey prince diving his head forward and swallowing around both cocks at once. Lorenus bit his lips at the sudden pleasure that filled him, and resisted the urge to shove the monkey all the way down his shaft.

"Mmmph..."

He did, however, groan. After all, it was perfectly pleasant.

As Thulani sucked down his seed, the snake reached down and tilted his head back. Their eyes met, and once more, the naga sunk his mind into the monkey's.

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Deep darkness, but perhaps not so deep as it had been before. It was hard to tell without reference points, and the mind was bad at making those for others.

A glance around showed more light, though, and there was a longer stretch of it leading down to the vault. The monkey statue atop it was less desperate looking, too, looking like it held the vault like it was a treasured thing rather than something at risk of blowing away.

Not a great improvement, but something. He blinked and withdrew.

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He opened his eyes to find that the Old Hump had returned, and this time with a slave at hand. The blue-robed camel bowed his head, offering the leash of the hyena he'd purchased. Lorenus shook his head a few times, clearing it of the thoughts that had been left behind from venturing into the monkey's brain.

Need to watch out for that. Too long in a mind can bring part of it out with you.

"Which one issss thissss?"

"Musei, sir," the camel said.

"And he issss healthy?"

"As healthy as any of the broken and forgotten."

"They do not care, do they? Or at leasssst, they care very little."

"It seems so, sir."

It was the biggest difference that he had found between the Sizwe and his own people back in the Snakelands. While both of them kept slaves, and while both of them used a form of mind control for the top to stay on top, his people actually respected their slaves. Yes, there was humiliation bandied about, but always with the chance to recover from it.

The Sizwe, on the other hand, turned their captives, their slaves, their underlings into nothing more than brain-dead zombies, creatures that obeyed because they had no idea of how to do anything else. It was a shame, a waste of the people beneath them, and a horrible way to run an empire.

After all, if your choice was life or...this...what would most people choose?

Lorenus shook his head, gesturing for the hyena to step forward. The spotted, loincloth-wearing male did as he was told, kneeling down before the snake and opening his mouth. With a hopeful breath, the naga tilted the vial and poured it down the male's throat.

The first symptom of it taking effect was the rapid rise of the male's cock. It came up quickly, rising from sheath to erection in less than a handful of seconds, almost as if something ghostly was pushing it up from beneath. He smiled at that, nodding in approval.

The eyes went glassy next, but not quite like the first two. There was still a hint of the pupil and iris on the other side, while the first two had gone glassy, then milky-eyed, as if the cukani had completely destroyed their minds.

A good start...

The hyena's breath was speeding up, his body rocking back and forth as he tried to hump the air, his cock pushing past the loincloth that covered it. His hands were bound behind his back, keeping him from touching himself, but he obviously was trying to do just that. Not desperately, not yet, but very eagerly.

But there was no spontaneous orgasm, which was what he had been trying to pull back from. That was the problematic part of things, as it seemed to set off a chain reaction of need when it happened.

"Excellent...mossssst excellent."

"It seems to be effective, sir."

"Yesssss, I imagine that it will work mosssst sssspectacularly when I bring it before the prince."

"Considering what we know of him, sir, I have little doubt."

Doubt? It was doubtful that the prince would be able to restrain himself from both using, abusing, and selling the cukani derivative in the naga's hand, considering what he was like. It would be the most powerful pleasure drug on the market, and definitely one that the rest of the Empire would latch onto in short order.

Despite everything, though, the naga wondered if it was the right decision. After all, he was effectively undertaking to addict a foreign ruler to a drug that only he could make in order to gain more power for himself. It was not that far short of declaring war, if not actually stepping over that line.

Once he did it, there was no way to take it back. If the emperor found out, it would be execution for him, if not the mind-death that so many others had gone through. Once started, he had to finish it, and quickly.

And father did say to surpass him, the naga thought, looking at the vial. He told me to be better than him if I wanted to take over the family.

And what better way to succeed his father than to take over their only real rival for power in the world?

Shaking his head, he pulled the monkey off of his cocks before he could start digging in even more and uncoiled himself from the primate. As the hyena continued to slump further and further down, thrusting his hips forward desperately, the monkey prince leaned over to start sucking him.

Lorenus stared at that for a moment or two, cocking his head to the side as he watched. It wasn't so much the skill of the blowjob that had his attention, but rather the fact that the monkey had started giving someone else oral without orders.

That shouldn't have happened, considering how damaged he was, but he had actually noticed that someone else was in need. Maybe there was hope for him yet.

"By the way, where are my other sssslavessss?" he asked as he slithered from the room.

"...In the possession of the prince, sir."

Stopping in his tracks, Lorenus looked over his shoulder at the camel. The robed servant lowered his head, sighing.

"That was the news I didn't wish to tell you, sir. They were collected by royal authority and brought to the throne room."

"...And the ssssigilssss of ownersssship?"

"Meant nothing to the prince, sir."

"...I sssssee."

Hissing softly between his fangs, Lorenus pushed down the idea of taking retribution for this slight. It was not the time, nor the place, but the temptation was still there.

It took no time to reach the throne room, where things were worse than he thought. Both Raya, the slave that he had 'gifted' the prince of the Empire, and Jelani, his preferred perch of a jackal, were on their knees before the elephant prince. They were sucking slowly along his balls, nuzzling into them, their faces turned away from him. It took everything that the naga had to keep his anger in check.

If he's harmed them...or altered them...

Fists shaking slightly, Lorenus slithered across the throne room, puffing hard to push the smoke away from his face. He struggled to force a smile across his snout as he approached, looking down at the chubby elephant prince.

Dumisani eventually looked up from his smoke and the serpent's slaves, smiling beneath his trunk.

"Ah, so you have come for your property. They are quite skilled in servicing one's manhood. Truly, the training of the Snakelands shows in every aspect."

"Yesss, it doessss."

Restraining himself from spitting in the prince's face with some effort, the naga lifted the vial that he brought with him.

"In exchange for my sssslavessss, oh prince, I offer you a gift."

"What is it?"

"A derivative of what you cannot afford, a pleasure in place of imprissssonment."

"...What are you talking about?"

"Cukani, good prince."

The elephant's eyes went wide, staring down at the vial. It was snatched from him a moment later, the half-full thing swishing and almost spilling in the near-monarch's hand.

"Is this...is this the same as what you showed me in the desert?" he asked.

"No. It issss weaker, meant for the pleasssure of the usssser rather than the breaking of them."

"It's safe, then?"

"But of coursssse."

The elephant needed no more prodding, and Lorenus smiled as the prince of the Sizwe Empire took the damning drink.

The End