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It was a rare moment that Lorenus felt the strain of his exertions. It hadn't happened yet, but the naga could feel that he was starting to tire just a little bit. Clearly, he hadn't been rutting his harem nearly enough, his slaves going unattended if he was already feeling even a hint of tiredness. He would have to redouble his efforts, ensure that they were given the sort of rutting and breaking that they deserved.

As Raya stumbled away, his eyes drifted over the remaining slaves. Mesun, his panther, a personal assistant and a slave that had been stripped of the ability to get erect for some time. Jelani, a jackal that had been trained to be a perch, and had learned to take any treatment without reaction. They were both quite different from one another, one quite relaxed, the other quite stiff, but they both had the same eager expression as the rest of the naga's harem.

"Mmm...come to me..."

They both fell to their knees before his coils, looking up at him with eyes wide with worship. The smell of his musk, the soft pheromones of snake arousal in the air, had kitty cock and jackal dick dripping, though only one of them throbbed properly.

He smiled as he ran his tail tip between the two of them, debating which to take. They both shivered, but Jelani kept from moaning, his perch making it quite clear that he had learned his lessons of silence and stoicism.

I will have to reward him for that...

But he would save that for last. It had been some time since he had enjoyed the pleasures of his soft panther. With a chuckle, he wrapped the end of his tail around the feline's waist, lifting him from the floor.

"You...you will ssserve."

"Thank you, Master. Thank you so much."

"Come to me."

The panther did, immediately running forward and leaping into the snake's coils. There was an elegance to his movements, something that made him seem almost as slick and slippery as a snake would have been despite his mammalian nature. The black-furred feline smiled as he poked his head out of the naga's coils, bowing his head in obeisance, even as his tail went up and his body was pushed forward, shoved out on display.

And quite the body it was. Lorenus leaned down, running his slender fingers along his feline. Soft muscles belied the limber, lean form, making it clear that the slave had been properly trained to deal with all his tasks, from running a household to clearing up large messes, to handling the furniture and...unwelcome guests.

He smiled as he ran his hands all the way down to that dripping shaft, stroking the meager length. For all that it had once stood up stiff and proud, the many treatments of the naga had slowly stripped it of its ability to get up, to show off, to do anything but be a slippery little meat-stick. He flicked it from the side, and Mesun gasped.

"Mmmph...Master...please, more..."

"Heh, for thissss little thing?"

"It craves you, Master."

"It can't do anything for me, little sssslut."

"I know, but it still craves you."

"A little thing, sssso ssssoft and desssperate."

Lorenus smiled at the feline's face as he slowly wrapped his hand around the shaft, giving it a tight squeeze. There was no response, no sudden throbbing, nothing that might have indicated that the shaft might come to life. There hadn't been for so long, now, ever since he had fully inducted Mesun into being a proper slave.

"How doessss it feel, to be sssso ssssoft?"

"Mmmph...it feels...good, Master."

"Good?"

"Good...right...I am a slave...I shouldn't get hard."

"And the otherssss? Ssshould they?"

"If...if they're good."

"And you?"

"Not even...if I'm good..."

"Heh...and why issss that, my sssslut?"

"Because I'm a naughty, naughty slut...and I need to show it to the world..."

"Heh...very good..."

As he slowly stroked that limp, useless cock, his own pair of shafts throbbed against the panther's rump. The feline pushed back, trying to get them inside himself, but Lorenus was used to the panther's games. He shifted his coils, trapping the other male's legs, pulling him forward at the thighs, keeping him from pushing around more than an inch or two.

With one hand wrapped around that dripping, flopping length, he dragged the fingers of his other hand up along the panther's face, teasing his cheeks, reminding him where he belonged. He dropped his hand back down, circling a soft, pink nipple under the fur, teasing it hard before giving it a teasing pinch.

"Ah!"

"Yesssss, ssssuch a little ssslut for thissss...you like to be...feminine..."

"Mmmph..."

"Barely male...but you love it..."

"Mmmph...I'm your bitch, Master...always...completely..."

Lorenus smiled, hissing softly. Mesun had always been eager. Ever since he'd become the snake's slave, he had been eager to give in, to be less, to be something that was used over and over and over again. It was pleasing to see him trembling like that, wanting to be something so much...less. He grinned as he reached down further, one hand teasing that soft shaft, milking it of pre-cum, while the other hand went all the way down to the feline's balls, gently gripping them, rolling them, teasing them to produce a little more.

They were quite weighty, full and hefty, and he could tell that they were ready to deliver quite the load. Well, if they were stimulated properly, at least. The last time that Mesun had enjoyed an orgasm through his cock had been well before his final hypnosis, and Lorenus imagined that the feline had almost forgotten how to cum that way.

He still teased the shaft, pulling at it, dragging it down and then pulling it up, making sure that his pet was enjoying it. The panther couldn't stop humping in his limited, bound fashion, even as his ass cheeks bounced and clapped, almost more feminine than masculine these days.

"Mmm, you are clossssse, are you not?"

"V-very, Master."

"Do you want to finisssh?"

"Mmmph..."

"Or do you want to be a chasssste little sssslut for me?"

"The...the latter..."

"Mmm...look into my eyessss."

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_Once more, he was in the mind of a slut, and he could feel the raw sexual energy around him. It was like a drugged haze, something that encouraged anyone in the mind to feel the same thing. He smiled as he slithered through the debauched harem quarters of Mesun's mind, familiar in many ways. _

_It was like walking through a brothel rather than a library, though here and there were little marks of knowledge. Tattoos, body writings on the various other sluts that populated the mind-space served as the repositories for memories, where the feline remembered things at all. He smiled at the various incarnations of the panther that writhed and moaned, some that were male, some that were female, all dripping and moaning as they put themselves on offer for cock and cum. _

_He wandered from 'business' to 'business', indulging with the various forms of his personal servant, taking his pleasure while also taking bits and pieces of the memories that were left behind. The little bits of information picked up from servants, the little bits of conversations overheard from other nobles that were less than fully under his control and trying to hide it, all the things that a servant would hear over the course of the day. It was something useful, something different that the spymaster would have picked up eventually, but servants got as a general rule. _

_And he enjoyed the pleasure, too, reinforcing the bindings of Mesun's hypnosis with little marks on the bodies of those that he fucked. In, out, in, out, fucking the panther's ass in various forms, and always leaving the rest of the body less sensitive, focusing solely on that hole, that filling feeling, ensuring that the shaft would never rise again. _

Through it all, Mesun moaned, begging for more, and the panther always got what he asked for...

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Coming back to the real world, he was unsurprised to find Mesun moaning, the hypnotized panther riding cocks that were only on his mind. He likely felt like he was getting fucked from all directions at once, moaning and shivering, gasping and panting from all the mental stimulation. Even as Lorenus uncoiled from around him, the panther kept thrusting, panting, moaning, his cock spurting pre-cum to the floor as a result of the mental power that the naga had over him.

"You want to cum?" Lorenus whispered again.

"Yes...please Master, please."

"Ssssay it."

"I want to cum, Master, please let me cum."

"Louder."

"I want to cum! Please, Master, let me cum!"

Oh, this was going to be a mess, a most glorious mess. The naga slithered back a few paces, watching as the panther wobbled, as he thrust his ass back against cocks that only he could feel. He wondered, briefly, if Mesun was feeling just a single pair of cocks entering him, or many more. It didn't matter, really; all that mattered was getting the feline over the edge right then and there.

"Cum."

And of course, the panther did. The feline arched his back, his hips thrusting, his eyes rolling back as he spewed seed all over the ground. As his pitifully limp cock twitched, getting lifted up more by the sheer force of his ejaculation than any stiffness of his own, Lorenus turned to his final slave.

"Jelani." The naga gestured at the jackal. "Sssstand tall."

His perch did as he was told, going as rigid as one could imagine. The jackal's body was stiff and hard with muscle, something that the naga had encouraged over time. He ran his hands along those thick slabs of hard muscle, feeling how they pushed forward, how they got harder as the jackal stiffened up further.

And of course, one could not miss that throbbing shaft that rose up at Lorenus's touch. The naga emperor chuckled to himself, reaching down and fondling it a few times before bringing his hand back up. Pre-cum covered his fingers, and he gently slid them past the jackal's lips, making Jelani taste the whole thing. The jackal groaned, sucking on the scaly fingers obediently.

"Sssuch a good perch."

"..."

"Ssssilent and ssstern. Just assss a prince needed."

"..."

"But a king, an Emperor? Sssssuch a one would need more..."

The naga wrapped himself around his perch, coiling slowly until he managed to rest on the jackal's shoulders a bit while also bringing his tail down and around. The tip slipped between those cheeks, and he smiled as he hooked it into that pucker, turning it into a bit of a hook and anchor within the jackal's rump. Jelani groaned under his breath, his cock rising, even as Lorenus whispered to him.

"There issss no need to ever hide thisss...you will disssplay your loyalty to your massster however you can...and alwaysss, alwayssss throb for me..."

"Yes...Master..."

"Now, walk..."

He smiled as he felt every throb as he reached down, holding the jackal's shaft by the base. It was hard as could be, and every little twitch of his tail made it throb again for him. It was almost amusing, like a banner, a pennant that was pushed forward for his honor. He would have to see about getting a little rod that hung his own personal banner for the jackal's shaft, something to really wave and show off for his pleasure.

But for now...for now, he would just enjoy the warmth of his pillar of pleasure, and he turned Jelani back towards the other slaves. They were all recovering to greater or lesser degrees, reminding him of his superiority over them, of his mastery, and he smiled to himself even further as he imagined what he would do with them in the future. And with more, if his little harem of trained slaves continued to grow.

The things that I could do...

But first, he had to find his way to the top. He had to make sure that his father didn't become a thorn in his side. He had to finish securing the Sizwe Empire, and then spread that power through the world.

This could be his world, if he had the will and the power to make it so. All it needed was a little work.

He could do that. He could easily do that.

The End