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The Grave Keeper's Headstone for Necross by Draconicon

"Well, well. The Grave Keeper himsssself."

Lorenus smiled as he slithered around the unconscious form of the raven villain. The necromancer had been on his list of people to deal with for some time, but he hadn't thought it would be as easy as the raven simply showing up and passing out.

_I suppose even the villains get drunk sometimes,_he thought as he continued slowly slithering around the avian. The black feathers and the dark suit definitely lent themselves well to the Grave Keeper's motif of undead. Still, he didn't look like much on his own, and the naga had every intention of exploiting that.

He lowered part of his body downwards, and with the strength famous in every naga, lifted the bird off of the ground. A little bit of work sliding the bird into his coils, and he had him ready for transport.

"It'sssss going to be ssssso good to add you to my collection. Yesssss, so good indeed."

He stroked the raven's cheek with a small chuckle before turning around, slithering away and down the ramps to his dungeon. He had a lot of work to do, and only a little time to do it in before the bird would wake up.

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Thankfully, he'd managed to chain the avian up with his hands over his head and his magical gloves put away before the Grave Keeper woke up. Lorenus turned with a couple of tools in his hand to see the raven glaring at him, and he immediately turned up his smile.

"Ssssso good to sssssee you awake, my dear Grave Keeper."

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"Oh, no need to worry. We are in my home."

"If there's no need to worry, why am I chained up? And where are my gloves?"

"Sssssomewhere sssssafe. Don't worry. I will take good care of you."

The naga slithered forward, never dropping the smile from his face as he started to circle the raven again. The bird was hung up a good two feet off of the floor, so the naga had to hold his upper body a little higher than usual. It was no trouble for him, but he knew that it made him look all the taller, which would work on messing with the bird's mind.

Grave Keeper watched him like a hawk, though, and Lorenus took advantage of that, occasionally flashing the collar that he held, or the harness that he had in his other hand. Both were made of pure leather, well made and well polished, and both were marked with different insignia. Nothing of real power, but for the magical villain, the signs of ownership would likely have a whole different meaning.

"Mmmm, now tell me, can I let you down? Will you be ssssscivil with me?"

"Fat chance. Let me down, and I'll show you how big a mistake you've made. Do you know who I am? Do you think you can handle -"

"Mmm-hmm-hmm, oh, Grave Keeper. We both know that without your glovessss, you are nothing. Jussssst a little raven, jusssst a little birdie, squawking and squealing for sssssomone to take you sssseriously."

"You dare to talk to me like that?"

"You will find that I dare much more than jussssst that."

The snake smirked as he got behind the raven, his tail lashing out and smacking against the raven's rump. It sent him swinging forward as he yelped, the villain squirming in his binds as he swung back and forth in midair.

"How dare you! I swear -"

SMACK!

Once more the naga brought his tail down, and once more the raven swayed back and forth. The costumed creature was blushing like the sun, a sharp contrast to the latex outfit that he wore. And - Lorenus chuckled - there was a growing bump in the front that most definitely hadn't been there before. He felt encouraged.

After a few more smacks and interrupted threats, the bump had developed into a bulge, and Lorenus had him gripped by his balls, holding him with his hips thrust forward, and the raven's bruised rump leaning back against the pointed tip of his tail. He rolled the ball bulge in his palm as the villain blushed and looked away.

"My my. You are ssssso sssself-consciousssss of your body, aren't you? Ssssso prudisssssh and ssssso embarrasssssssed."

"I'm not! You're forcing this on me, somehow. I am not like one of you! I am the Grave Keeper! I'm -"

"Quite full of yourssssself, and not full enough of otherssss."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You will learn."

Lorenus thrust his tail forward, splitting through the fabric of the latex suit and burying his tail tip in the raven's ass. Before the bird could squawk or otherwise annoy the snake's ears, he lifted himself up, his eyes twinkling as he grabbed the bird by the beak, forcing him to look straight into his eyes. They started to spin slightly as he whispered.

"Jusssst let it go, Grave Keeper. It'ssss much eassssier to do assss you're told. Issssn't that what you tell your minionssss?"

"But they...they're - mmph - they're -"

"They're mindlessssss, jusssst asssss you will sssssoon be."

He forced the raven to look straight into his eyes, feeling the tension in his own mind as he forced his will down on another. It was always there, always something that was a bit of a distraction. As he kept staring, the raven's eyes slowly glazed over more and more, and his squirmings started to weaken.

Still, he had a beak on him, and the naga had to adjust his hand after avoiding a bite at his fingers.

"Ah ah, ssssso naughty. Why sssso rude?"

"I don't want...I am...a powerful..."

"You are a powerful...what?"

He smiled as the raven obviously had to work to think of anything. The pressure of his will, the power of his eyes, made it hard for anyone to think. Though he had seen some resist it to a degree, he had never seen someone hold out forever. He had no reason to think that the raven would be the first to do that.

No answer came, and it was clear that the bird was trying to hold back, concentrating all of his effort on fighting the mental invasion. Lorenus shook his head, never looking away.

"I will tell you jusssst what you are. Do you want to know?"

The raven nodded once before exerting his will, but Lorenus pulled on the bird's beak, making him nod a few more times. He chuckled, slowly pulling his tail free before lining up his other coils. This would be the highlight of the night, he felt. This would be the point where the raven fell, and would never return.

He pulled his lower coils higher, his cocks already pushing free of his lower body as he ground them against the raven's legs and up against his feathery rump. The cocks slipped past the gap in the latex costume, their sheer size stretching the hole and wrecking it further. Grave Keeper looked at him, some small bit of fear poking through the glazed expression he had, but just as much eagerness. It must have been buried deep.

And now, it was time to push it to the fore.

"You are one thing, and one thing only."

He pulled the cocks up, sliding one up under the raven's tail feathers, the other rubbing along the feathered ass cheek.

"I can tell you...but then you will never change. You will be what I ssssay that you are, and no more. Do you undersssstand?"

The raven slowly nodded, undoubtedly utterly lost in his own mind. It was unsurprising. Those that had the will to resist being commanded often didn't have the strength to hold onto their own identity. They could keep the commands out, but they would become curious over who they were. Thus, he had his way in.

With a thrust upwards, he buried one of his cocks into the raven's hole, and saw the impact ripple throughout the villain's body. As the raven arched his back, as he gasped for breath, Lorenus leaned in and whispered into the breach in his defenses.

"You are a ssssslut. Not a hero, but a ssssslut. Not a villain, but a sssslut. Not a sssssuper. Just a sssssuper-ssssslut."

He smiled as he pumped his coils up and down, his powerful muscles slowly pulling the raven into his spell, slowly weakening him and bringing out that naturally slutty side buried so deeply inside of the villain.

"You are a sssslut...and you are mine."

"Y-..."

"Mine."

"Yo...Yo..."

"Mine."

"Yours..." The raven nodded. "Yours...."

"Yesssss, mine. My ssssslut, my thing, my toy to ussssse."

The raven nodded with each, as the cock plunged into him again and again. Bit by bit, Lorenus could see the raven's personality dwindling away, the villain replaced by the whore, the criminal replaced by the slut. There would soon be little in the way of danger left, either for him, or the people in the city.

When the raven was repeating who and what he was like a mantra, the naga reached up with the collar and harness, sliding them over the raven's body to replace his outfit. As soon as they were on, he released the chains, and carried the bird in his coils, never ceasing the slow fuck in the process.

Their destination was not far from the dungeon, but it was a far bigger room. As the entered, the automatic lights came on, revealing all sorts of living statues. Heroes, villains, anyone who had caused too much of a ruckus, who had done too much damage to the world in comparison to their useful antics. Lorenus had captured them, and hypnotized them, and now they stood as erotic art for him to see whenever he wanted.

He found a plinth for the raven, and with a few whispered words, glued him to the spot.

"Now sssstay, until I have need of you."

He patted the raven on the head, and then slithered off, but not before taking a chameleon statue for some amusement later that night.

The End