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Max had the perfect life. Every morning he woke up, surrounded by the coils of his serpentine lover. He would disentangle himself as carefully as he could, but most mornings they were so entwined he couldn't help but wake Abbadon up. As penance for disturbing his masters slumber, he would usually be required to sate the serpent's morning wood, kissing and stroking the long tapered cock until it erupted, then greedily drinking his breakfast down. Then he would shower off any he had missed, re-lubricate his cage, grab some toast on the rare occasion he was still hungry, and rush off to work. He didn't need to work, Abbadon had once assured him, but Max loved his job. He loved helping people, and even if some days sucked, he always knew that when they were done, he could go home to his master, for an evening of tight snake cuddles, gentle teasing, passionate sex, and most importantly love.

Yes_max thought, as he watched his master eating his newest meal, a sexy goat who's cum was still leaking out of the mouse's ass, The goat's own ass dripping from Abbadon's seed. _I have the perfect life. So why do I want it to end so badly.

Abbadon slurped down the last of meal and looked at his mouse. Max smiled up at him, then watched as the bulge traveled down the snake's throat and all but disappeared into his coils. His cock twitched, straining against the cage it was trapped inside. "How was he?"

"Delicious." The snake said, smiling broadly. "But you still taste sweeter." His tongue poked out and tasted the air as Abbadon moved closer, then again, tickling the mouse's bare chest. He opened his mouth, and Max dutifully slipped his hand inside it, feeling the rough ridges at the top as the long, dexterous tongue wrapped around his arm, tasting every inch as the mouse slowly fed it into the snake. He felt Abbadon's throat, the slimy flesh parting easily around his paw, welcoming his hand inside the snake as it had a thousand times before. Abbadon opened his mouth again, and Max lay down on his lower jaw, watching as the snake pulled more and more of his arm into the slimy throat.

Suddenly Abbadon's coils pulled him back, and by the time Max got his bearings the snake was looking at him, frowning slightly. "What's wrong Max? You're usually a lot squirmier in there"

"I don't know. Just don't feel like playing food tonight I guess."

"You always want to be food." Abbadon said, his frown deepening.

"Yeah, I want to BE food, not play food." Max said, instantly regretting it.

Abbadon was quiet for a few moments before speaking. "Do you want me to eat you tonight then?" The snake said softly.

Max laughed ruefully. "This is not the vibe I wanna go out on, no." Abbadon relaxed a fraction, lowing down and coiling around his lover. "Sorry if I'm ruining the mood bud." Max said to the squirming bulge in Abbadon's belly, rubbing it gently. The goat pressed up against his hand, though whether it was a response or not was anyone's guess.

"Ignore him, he's just food." Abbadon said automatically. Normally, Max loved that kind of degrading talk, he and Abbadon would go back and forth, Max trying to make the meal comfortable, Abbadon undoing it and chiding the mouse until the meal finally stopped squirming, both teasing both the food and each other. Now, the mouse just shook his head at the attempt.

"I'm sorry master. Just not in the right head space tonight."

"Max?" Abbadon made the word a question. "You know I love you right?"

The mouse's heart fluttered a little. Of course he knew, but the snake had never said it before. "I love you too." He'd expected it to be hard to say, but it wasn't.

"Of course you do." Abbadon said, his tongue tickling Max's lips. "That's why I'm going to eat you some day. Some day soon." The snake smiled.

"You promise?"

"Have I ever lied to you?" Abbadon said, nuzzling the mouse gently.

"Constantly. But I love you anyway." Max hugged his master, then kissed him on his snout.

Max spent the next few weeks more excited, more alive than he had ever felt, because he knew that soon his life would end. It made everything seem more vibrant, as the mouse tried to milk each moment for all it was worth. The highs seemed higher, the lows... well, there weren't all that many lows. He quit his job to spend more time with his master, his love, his predator, his everything. Abbadon let him out of his cage once, a few days after their talk, for twenty four hours. He said to make the most of it, because he didn't intend to let Max out again until it was time. He spent a good chunk of his day fucking his mouse senseless, making his pet cum again and again until he was as drained as he could be. Then on with the cage again, and as Max's cock was locked away, the snake whispered that he hoped Max had enjoyed his final orgasm.

"Final until it's time, right?" Max asked. The snake just smiled, his eyes gleaming. Then he ordered his mouse to suck his cock, and refused to say anything more on the subject.

Two months went by, and just as Max was starting to worry that his master was stringing him along, Abbadon told him that tonight would be a special night. Tonight, he said, was going to be his last meal before Max. He had invited a rather large pig, who had the pleasure of fucking Max while Abbadon took him from behind before being devoured by the deep blue snake. Max was still impaled on the swine's cock as Abbadon started swallowing him head first, and he felt the swine twitch and cum again, in spite of his orgasm mere moments ago. He turned and saw Abbadon's head working its way down the pig's body, and moaned as he quickly pulled himself off the prey's cock so he could hug his master, feeling his jaws and throat working from the outside for what he knew would be the final time. He shuddered with pleasure, almost cumming even inside his cage. He watched his master swallow down a happily wriggling prey-thing for the last time with the same reverence he had felt when he first saw Abbadon eat. The snake saw him and grinned, his mouth already watering in anticipation of his next meal.

He waited, though. Abbadon had deliberately chosen a larger than average prey for himself, wanting to make sure he could last a while before consuming the man he loved. Whether it was to torment him for longer, the anticipation making the grand finale of their relationship all the sweeter, or because he just wanted to keep his love around a little bit longer, Max couldn't say. Perhaps all of the above. Max hoped it was all of them. The one regret Max would have, he knew, was leaving Abbadon alone once he was gone. He could have offered to stay, to be Abbadon's lover but not his meal, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Every time he saw his master, he knew that he needed to slip between those beautiful scaled lips, into the deep pulsing flesh of his throat, and finally rest in that wonderful snake's belly. He couldn't bear the thought of putting it off any longer, and he tracked the progress of the pig with increasing excitement as he watched the bulge travel slowly through Abbadon's bulk, shrinking away until he could no longer tell where the pig's digesting remains were anymore. He knew the point where his Master would be hungry again, and that came and went. He could sense Abbadon's hunger growing, the increasingly long looks that Abbadon gave him, not even trying to hide it as he drooled, the faint gurgling in his stomach, so unused to being hungry for any real amount of time, the increasing fervor of their lovemaking as Abbadon used his hunger as fuel for ever rougher sex that left Max sore and satisfied even without cumming.

"I'm going to eat you tonight." Abbadon said conversationally one morning as Max was eating breakfast. The tone was so casual that it took a moment for Max to understand what he said. He felt a rush as his body dumped all the adrenaline it had once he understood. This predator was going to eat him. Fight or flight was supposed to kick in, but Max didn't want to do either of those things. Instead he burst out of the chair he had been in, spilling his breakfast all over the floor as he rushed to his predator, throwing his arms around the snake desperately. He didn't say a word, and neither did Abbadon as he leaned into the hug. They stayed like that for several minutes, just feeling the warmth of each others bodies, the slight movements as each breathed.

"I love you." Max whispered at last, not pulling away.

"And I love you." Abbadon said, his coils shifting to press the mouse tighter against him. He forced the breath from Max's lungs with the tightness of his squeeze, and only let the mouse go when his vision started to swim. Max gasped for breath for a second before stepping back to look at his master. His predator, now.

"So I know what we're doing tonight." He said, trying and failing to hide his excitement. "What's on the agenda for today?"

"Oh, I was thinking I'd spend today giving a proper goodbye to my favorite part of you." Abbadon said. His voice went down to a whisper. "I don't have to worry about damaging you long term anymore, after all. I'm going to fuck you harder than ever before. I might well break you, my love. But I know you'll love it."

Max's grin couldn't grow any wider, but it tried. "Should, um. Should I get the key?" He asked.

"Whatever for?" Abbadon replied, chuckling. "I wasn't planning on saying goodbye to your cock." He looked at the mouse, daring him to question him.

"As you say, Sir." Max felt himself growing hot.

"Now, would you like to finish your meal? Or would you like to spend some of that excitement riding my cock?"

"I'll go get the lube sir!" Max said, running for the door. Abbadon shifted, a wall of scales appearing to block the door.

"Who said anything about lube little mouse?" Abbadon asked, tilting his head. "You've taken me so many times before, don't you think you can do it dry?"

Max gulped. "I think it will hurt sir." He said truthfully.

"You know what will hurt?" Abbadon asked. "Being engulfed in acid and tight muscles trying to squeeze the air out of your lungs will hurt. Being processed from a living thing into nothing more than meat for my body, being digested alive, that will hurt. Compared to that, I think taking my cock will barely be a blip on your radar. But if you're afraid of pain, maybe we shouldn't do things that might hurt you, fragile little mouse boy."

For a moment Abbadon feared he had gone too far, but then Max slowly turned met the snake's gaze. "Oh I'll show you fragile." Max said, a fire burning in his eyes. "I'll show you how much I can take." Abbadon shifted, unblocking the door and twisting himself so his protruding erection was facing the ceiling. As he had done many times before, Max climbed on top of him and positioned himself.

"Now if you need to stop and get the lube just let me know." Abbadon said, his tone mocking. But they both knew it was a real offer. Just as they both knew the mouse wouldn't take him up on it.

It was painfully slow for Abbadon as he let Max set the pace. The mouse played with the snake's cock, licking along the sides and rubbing it with his paws, until he started to leak pre. Max quickly smeared the slick liquid along Abbadon's length, and it pulsed in his hands as it gave him more to work with. The next spurt of pre went onto his paw and against his own anus, which he relaxed as he lubed himself. Next he positioned himself, pressing the tapered tip of Abbadon's cock just up against his hole. Part of him, not a small part, wanted to slam down hard on the snake, to fill himself up fully despite the pain he knew it would bring. That would show the arrogant jerk what he could take. But he wanted this to be the first fuck of the day, not the only one, and so slowly he lowered himself, breathing steadily as he felt Abbadon's cock start to penetrate him. Then he stopped, his paws rubbing gently along the sides of that lovely shaft beneath him, until he felt it twitch in his grasp, and another slight spurt of pre came out of the snake and into him. So he moved it inside, just a bit more, and repeated the process. Again and again, a millimeter at a time, he lowered himself, grunting occasionally with the pain, moaning occasionally as he was stretched open wider and wider, as the familiar feeling of being filled so completely with the man he loved came over him. He looked up with pride to Abbadon when he finally settled his ass against the snake's slit.

Abbadon returned the look, just for a minute, before he spoke. "Finally. Are you quite ready to start now, or should I go get a slut who actually knows how to take my cock?"

Max gave the snake a hard squeeze. "I'm sorry, I thought you were the top. I didn't realize I had to do all the work." He started to grind down against the snake, lifting himself up just a little before pushing himself back down. "Such big talk 'Oh, I'll break you today little mouse.' Guess that's all it was though, talk."

Max had felt the snake tensing as he was speaking, so he knew something was about to happen. But Abbadon's speed still surprised him, as the snake lifted, twisted, and thrust. Pain tore through him, both from being roughly moved by something buried about a foot deep into his ass and from being slammed against something hard and warm. A groan left him as he felt the snake pull out, then roughly force himself back in.

It took Max a few more thrusts before he realized that the hard surface he was being fucked into was Abbadon. The snake had coiled around him, loosely for the moment, but there wasn't enough space to move much. Not that he was sure he could move, he was still stunned. He took a breath and realized he hadn't for too long, the cool air rushing into his lungs cleared his head a bit. He twitched, moving his fingers and toes, then his arms and legs as much to rub against Abbadon's bulk as to ensure they still worked. Everything hurt, dulling to a slow steady ache punctuated by sharp bursts as the snake's cock slammed, piston like, into him. But after only a few moments it all faded into the background except for the feeling of cock inside him, and the feeling of his own cock desperately trying to break out of it's cage. He didn't have to look to know there was a waterfall of pre leaking out of him, spilling onto the snake's scales and then onto the floor. "Is." He started to speak, but his words turned into a moan as Abbadon pushed inside him again. "Is that all you've got? I've been fucked harder by a sloth."

Abbadon stopped his thrusting, then twisted slightly, changing the angle his cock was entering by. Then he started thrusting again, faster. Max closed his eyes and moaned. He could feel the pressure building up quickly, too quickly. He hadn't cum in three months, his body didn't care that he wasn't hard, that he wasn't supposed to cum when he was caged. "No." he whispered to himself. "No, no no."

Everything stopped. Abbadon's face appeared just above his own, looking concerned. "Are you ok?" He asked, clearly worried.

The pressure reduced and Max laughed, reaching up to caress his snake's jaw, pulling him gently down for a kiss. "I'm fine." He said. "Wasn't talking to you." He could feel the snake's cock softening inside him, he gave it a few squeezes to reassure it. "Was about to cum is all."

"Without permission?" Abbadon asked, looking over his prey for another few moments to make sure he was alright. "Such a naughty mouse you are."

"Yeah? How are you gonna punish me?" Max asked.

"Mmm. Well, I still haven't decided if I'm letting you out of that cage before I eat you or not."

"Which would be the punishment?" Max asked, bracing himself against the snake and starting to ride him again.

"That is the question, isn't it? Though if you almost came with it on, I think taking it off is pointless, don't you?"

"Only if you're saying I can cum with it on." Max said, grinning.

"Would you really not?" Abbadon asked. "Deep inside my gut, feeling yourself digest. Would you be able to resist?"

"I would try." Max said, slowly bouncing on the snake's belly, gently holding Abbadon's head in front of his. "If I didn't have permission I would try so hard not to cum. I want to be a good pet, even if that means not getting a final release inside you." He couldn't pull himself away from Abbadon's eyes as he spoke. "I don't want you to eat me because it's the hottest thing I can imagine, because I think it'll make me cum harder than I've ever even dreamed about. I just want to be part of you. Forever. Part of me doesn't want to taint that purity with sex." He couldn't believe he was saying this. It was all true, of course, but he still did want to cum, he wanted it desperately. Abbadon would let him, if he asked. He wouldn't ask. He would get permission or he wouldn't. It was out of his hands, and that was how it should be.

"Part of you?" Abbadon asked. "Which part?"

"My heart. My head. Every part of me that hasn't been locked up for months really." The snake's tail curled around and caressed at the cage around Max's cock.

"Just that little, unimportant thing wants to cum? Well, I don't see why we should start listening to it now." The serpent's voice was low, and his tongue darted out to taste Max's face. "Shame though. I was hoping to keep your cage as a memento." He lifted his coils and Max grabbed on, preparing for Abbadon to start thrusting into him again.

"W-well, I wouldn't want to deny you your prize." Max said, stumbling over his words as the snake started fucking him again, slower than before but with long, powerful thrusts.

"Not at all. That cage is practically a part of you after all. It's more fitting that it be destroyed along with you, inside my tight guts. You have to promise to be good though, good pets don't cum in their cages."

Max's cock throbbed, he could almost hear it screaming in impotent rage as it's fate was sealed. He knew he could still back out, that this was his last chance to beg for mercy. "Thank you master." Is what he squeaked out instead. His body shuddered, and as if to seal the pact Abbadon came into him, flooding him with warm seed, feeling the release that Max knew he would never feel again.