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The Court of Khan

for Shadymissionary

by Draconicon

The temple of the Monkeys had long since been restored to its proper glory, and the beast-folk of the Jungle called it their capital. From there they were ruled, not by 'King' Louis, nor by his people, but by the king of the Jungle, Shere Khan.

The tiger sat on his throne in the grand court that the temple provided, allowing himself the luxury to look upon the various males and females that gathered before him as his subjects. Most of them were dressed as he was, in little more than a loincloth, though with different decorations as befitted them. They sat on the stone seats that surrounded the center of the court, most of them looking down on the human that had been brought before Khan for judgment.

In truth, Khan was rather amused by the human. Barely eighteen, and the young man had managed to get through most of his kingdom, running from the borders of the man village where he had been sentenced for exile in a vain attempt to find his 'friends'. In some ways, it was almost pathetic. In other ways, admirable. The tiger leaned back on his stone throne, crossing one leg over another, curling his toes and flexing his claws.

"What is his name?" Shere Khan asked, and the black panther that had, seemingly, once been the human's ally stepped forward, kneeling with a fist to the floor. "Give me his name."

"His name is Mowgli, sire," Bagheera said, his head bowed.

"Bagheera! You can't do this!"

There was no response from the panther, nor would there be. For all that there were some that had curiosities towards the humans that lived in the village, the kingdom of the Jungle was utterly and absolutely wound around the clawed fingers of the tiger. Even those that had some dalliances on the edge would never choose the humans over their monarch. Particularly not since Shere Khan had taken the services of Kaa and brought that into his court.

The tiger looked out the corner of his eyes at the snake servant, watching as the great python slithered down from the rafters. The snake slithered and coiled around the head of the stone throne, almost becoming a scaly crown for the tiger. The human leaned away, obviously aware to some extent of the powers of the serpent. Most of the humans in the village were; Kaa's powers were one of the great deterrents of the humans ever entering his domain. His own power was the second, and the greater. Shere Khan had no need for the humans, and frequently chased them away, keeping them from exerting any such irritation over his lands.

But this one...this one had his interest.

"Mowgli," he said, rolling the name along his tongue like a fine tribute of blood-wine. "Now, what brings such a human to my realm?"

"..."

"You will not speak?"

"He believes that he deserves freedom, and wishes to live in the Jungle, Lord Khan," Bagheera said, his eyes on the stone of the temple floor. "I have brought him to you..."

"Out of misplaced friendship?" the tiger asked.

"Out of obligation. He..."

"A debt must be paid. I do understand," Shere Khan said, waving his hand. "But there are rules, human. Rules that -"

"Let me go!"

The human persisted in his struggles. Not particularly intelligent, but certainly not without his virtues. Bravery was not lacking, for certain, and he had...other qualities.

The young man wore little more than a red loincloth, one that was tucked and wrapped around his crotch to the point that it almost hid whatever it was covering too well. There was a sense of modesty about the humans that was lacking among the beast-folk, who wore the loincloths more out of formality than out of any sense of shame. He crossed his legs, allowing his own to be taken up above the thigh, revealing the very tip of his shaft to the young man.

As Mowgli blushed, the monkeys seized him, dragging him forward. Shere Khan took in the sight of him, all but naked, exposed. Not badly muscled, but very lean, as well, someone that had obviously not had the chance to build up stock from greater foods. He shook his head. Despite that, the human was...appealing.

"Kaa."

"Yessssss, sssire?"

"Make him mine."

"Assss you wissssh, sssire."

The smirking snake slithered down the sides of the throne, approaching Mowgli with glowing eyes. Khan smiled, leaning back in his throne in a way that he knew made it look like he filled it up more than he actually did. He intentionally learned how to frame his body in his throne to put off different moods. Sometimes, he wanted to look threatening, other times, benevolent. Today, he wanted to look as confident, cocky, and powerful as possible. It was the first time that he had received a human in his court like this, and he wanted this to be burned into the human's memory for the rest of his life.

As Kaa approached, Mowgli's eyes started to change colors. The young man turned, as had every other subject in the kingdom when they first encountered Kaa's eyes, but there was no getting away from it. There was no way for anyone to escape the gaze of the court mage. Shere Khan smiled to himself, crossing his hands together, interlocking his fingers as his shaft rose to the show.

Bit by bit, Kaa circled around Mowgli, keeping the human's gaze and slowly changing the color of his eyes. The magic of the serpent's gaze was as powerful as ever, and the human seemed particularly vulnerable to it, weak to it in a way that the beast-folk were not. His eyes were wide, his gaze turning from white and brown to something deep and colorful, spinning colors falling to his pupils before filling his eyes again.

"Trusssst in me, human..."

As Kaa whispered, the entire court shivered. The power of the serpent had ensnared all of them at one point or another. They looked to the tiger, their eyes begging for his protection, and Shere Khan raised his hand and nodded. They were all safe, and they would remain so...as long as they were loyal to him.

That was sufficient for them, and they settled back in their seats. By the time that he glanced back at his serpent and the human, Kaa had already drawn the human down into a full state of trance. His mouth worked, hissing his magical whispers to the human and shaping him into something better, something more loyal, something utterly forgetful of the land and people that he had come from. If the human was going to live in the Jungle, then he would live among them as the lowest of the low, someone that would learn from the bottom up what it meant to be part of Khan's kingdom, and what it meant to serve the tiger.

It didn't take long for the human's weary face to start changing, either. Bit by bit, his lips began turning up, showing a smile that had genuine joy behind it. Shere Khan chuckled to himself, resting his head on a fist as Kaa worked his way through the young man's mind. Little by little the spell wound its way into the human, until -

PING.

The sound that every member of the court knew filled the air, a sound that meant that the spell had been completed. They flinched, but the tiger chuckled.

"Excellent, Kaa."

"It issss done, ssssire."

"Then return."

As the snake came back to him, the human stared straight ahead, his eyes glazed over, still colored up with the effects of the snake's magic, but his mouth was tilted up in a smile that refused to go down. His body was relaxed...well, in all places but one. That was an effect of Kaa's power, as far as he was aware; certainly, the serpent had never seemed to take advantage of that, himself.

"Strip, human. None in my kingdom wear clothes, save for what they've earned."

And so the human did as he was told, reaching for his loincloth. He swayed slowly, obviously slightly off-balance, but still holding a rhythm that he could feel in his head. There always seemed to be some kind of music in the minds of those that were touched by Kaa, and it showed through as the human danced, swaying his hips, wiggling slowly as he worked the loincloth down, up, down, up, almost like he was trying to tease.

The court of the tiger looked at him with hunger, but then again, so did the tiger himself, though he believed that he hid it better. He watched with his head cocked to the side as the human turned, facing away, showing off the tops of his rump cheeks. They filled out the back of the loincloth well enough, but -

The human tossed the loincloth down, revealing his rump properly. Nice, tanned, well-filled with muscle but still padded: it was quite a nice backside. Shere Khan smiled, his own erection reaching full size from the tease, and he slowly unfolded his legs, sitting like a proper king once more.

"Come to me."

The human moved silently. Whether he didn't want to talk or simply couldn't at the moment was up for debate, but the tiger didn't need words. He wished for flesh, not for worship. The human's shaft was unthreatening, though not entirely small. Just...not threatening to one that had the world under his thumb.

As Mowgli came before his throne, his eyes still glazed, the tiger turned his hand in a circular motion. Mowgli followed it, facing away from the king of the Jungle. Shere Khan leaned forward, whispering in a voice that was so low that only Mowgli and Kaa would be able to hear him.

"Ride me...and show your loyalty to your king..."

The human's smile somehow seemed to grow bigger, and he pushed back almost immediately. His legs spread, his slender thighs parting to allow the tiger's engorged shaft the chance to slide between them, rising right up his ass cheeks. The young man could have been intimidated, but the world would never have guessed that with the way that he straddled Shere Khan's cock without the slightest concern in the world. The sheer size of the tiger's rod had broken greater men, and he doubted that the human would be walking normally when this was all said and done. But did the human care? Not in the slightest.

Instead, he put his hands on his hips, and slammed down. In one fell swoop, he managed to pop the tiger's cock into his hole, and then -

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

Mowgli came. It was most amusing to turn a hypnotized young man into a cum fountain without even trying. He shook his head, looking up at Kaa, and the python hid his sniggering behind his coils.

Obviously a 'gift', mischievous serpent...

But to the young man's credit, he didn't stop. He pushed down, down, down, taking more of the tiger's cock as he did, and it didn't take long before the human was genuinely moaning for more. He rode hard and fast, giving Shere Khan the pleasure that a king deserved.

Of course, the tiger would have to show the human the proper speed later...but this was a good start.

The End

Summary: Shere Khan is the King of the Jungle, and his court is a place of power and fear. Mowgli, captured trying to become part of the Jungle, is brought before him.

Tags: M/M, Jungle Book, Rule 34, Anthro, Kaa, Shere Khan, Mowgli, Bagheera, Court, Hypnosis, Anal, Riding, Cum, Orgasm, Nudity, Loincloth,