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Taking mutual control of an Empire - not a people, but an Empire of five different species, and more to come - had given Lorenus more privileges than even he knew what to do with. He had the power to hire or fire entire armies. He had the power to seize the entire treasury of the country and spend it on what he wanted. The great naga could buy up the entire slave market and use them for his own personal whims, if he so wished.

Of course, all of these powers required the approval of his co-ruler, Prince Dumisani, but the elephant was so far down the rabbit hole these days, chasing the pleasure of cukani and hypnotized submission alike that there was no need for him to really worry about that. If anything, the elephant more often came to him with decisions that needed to be made, allowing him to take greater control of the country without anyone knowing. They merely assumed that the decisions came from the elephant prince, and that was all there was to it.

The only power that was denied to him was the power to start or stop a war. That power rested firmly in the hands of the Kgosi, or Emperor, of the Sizwe, and he was still on the battlefield. Not for long, according to the Old Hump, but he was still well and truly out of the naga's grip.

And that was a problem, considering the bastard monkey prince that continued to grumble at him every time that they had a discussion about their plans. Like now.

"You...need...to...stop...the...war..."

Thulani did not speak easily when he was 'sober,' as the naga considered him when he was not pressed into the mists of obedience. Lorenus didn't like how difficult that was becoming, either; the monkey had a surprising talent for maneuvering around in the darkness of his mind, swinging on the mental chains until they were broken. Every time Lorenus put him down, there was something that the monkey found to be able to escape the bindings again.

The first time, the monkey had been secure until he was released. The next time, he figured out a way free within seventy-two hours. The time after that, twenty-four. Lorenus didn't know how long it would be until the hypnosis didn't work, but he knew that it wouldn't be long. Thulani was rapidly becoming more trouble than he was worth, and only the naga's own honor, one that was sworn for the greater good of many others, kept him from just whiting out the monkey's memory and starting from scratch.

Lorenus coiled tighter over his favorite perch, the jackal that had been sent from his homelands. The canine didn't quite quiver under him, but he did tremble slightly. Lorenus curled his tail around the canine's cock, giving it a few small squeezes, and the jackal eased again, slipping back into his self-enforced trance.

"Did...you hear...me?" Thulani choked out.

"Yessss, yesss, I heard you," Lorenus said, shaking his broad, hooded head. "You demand much for a prisssssoner."

"You need...me..."

Less and less by the day, but you still have a few keys that I need...

The day would come when the naga would no longer be beholden to the monkey, and when that day came, Lorenus would slither to the streets and dance with joy. Until that day came, however, he was restricted to keeping the monkey happy, at least to a certain extent. He had bribed him with endless humiliations of Prince Dumisani, the greatest tormentor that the monkey had had during his hypnotic imprisonment, but that was rapidly drying up.

He needed something else.

"I cannot sssstop the war. Not until the king returnsss."

"Then bring...him...back."

"I cannot do that." He shrugged. "He issss the Emperor of thisss land. To try and hurry him would be to tip my hand."

"My...people...are...dying."

"Then they sssshould fight better. Assss I sssaid before."

The monkey growled at him, but the metal shackles kept him in place. They were long-since applied, something that the monkey hated, but which Lorenus knew was required until he could properly fix the monkey's mind. Fix, as in restrain it so that it couldn't be slipped again.

For all that Thulani annoyed him, however, Lorenus would be the first to admit that the monkey offered him many opportunities for experimentation. The primate prince forced him to perfect the different techniques that he had, make them stronger, faster, firmer on the mind so that it held tighter. Anything less meant that the monkey would be free to act as he would, and considering how long he'd been kept prisoner in his own mind, he was most likely to be a little homicidal. Not something that he needed right then.

As Lorenus coiled that much tighter around his jackal, easing his lower body down so that he could rest his chin on the canine's head and his cocks between the jackal's ass cheeks, he met the monkey's eyes. Thulani glared back for a moment, but then turned away.

"Good. You remember who isss in charge."

"You...for now..."

"Until the end."

"..."

"You pussssh, and pusssh, and yet you sssstill do not undersssstand the difference between the Ssssnake Lordsss and the Ssssizwe."

"You both...conquer...change...dominate..."

"Yessss, but in my sssservice, they are happy. They are improved. They are made better. They remember how to sssspeak, and usssse their tonguessss."

"They don't...They just...believe what...you want them...to believe," the monkey grunted out.

Lorenus shrugged. To him, that was the same difference. The naga point of view was the correct point of view, and that was all there was to it. Anyone that tried to argue differently was completely wrong.

As the monkey groaned in frustration, he forced the eye contact again. This time, it lasted long enough for them to link.

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_They stood in the dark mist that still covered most of the monkey's mind. The darkness along the walls had faded, but the residual damage had coated most everything. There had been a recovery that rivaled anything in history, but the monkey still bore the marks of slavery, the marks of the Sizwe. _

_And he still glared with hate, his eyes burning as he joined the naga in the rebuilt garden outside of the mind-vault that the monkey's mental self had stood guard over for so long. Thulani settled on one of the trees that were growing around the vault, a litter of scrolls about him. _

"What are all these?"

"Memories that are starting to grow back, bits of information that are spreading from the vault to the rest of your mind," Lorenus said, slithering up the trunk. "Every mind is different, formed and shaped by different experiences. For those in other places, they would move through a library. For you, it must resemble the world that you came from, the trees of your home, scrolls of leather and parchment rather than books."

_Thulani shook his head, moving to a higher branch, and Lorenus followed. _

_"You fear me?" he asked with a chuckle. _

"You made me dumb again."

"Because you fought me."

"You promised to make things better. You lied."

"No. I am making things better, but you have to listen to me. You have to do as I say."

_A kick almost caught him in the face, but he caught the monkey by the ankle, instead. He swung him down, holding him upside-down, and took the opportunity to apply a new chain. _

_The chains of the mind hung all above him, connecting different thoughts to different experiences, different emotions to different memories, different memories to different thoughts. It was a constantly shifting web of chains, and it was all too easy for someone that knew what they were doing to connect the chains, or to shift where they ran between...or even to add a new one, if a few links could be spared. _

_That was what Lorenus did, pulling at the chains all about them, ephemeral and solid alike. A few links were displaced, and he swung them around the monkey's body, running it in a link from the prince's crotch to his ass, and from his ass off to other parts of the brain. The prince yelped as he was dropped down to the ground, but managed to land on his feet. _

"What was that? What did you do to me?!"

_"A reminder, little prince. I have saved you from the elephant, and you no longer belong to him, but you do belong to me." He slithered back down the tree, smiling. "And now, I have left you with the reminder of other things I can do to you. I cannot merely bind you, true, but I can change you. I can warp you. I can make you become many different things, merely by changing the way that you perceive the world. And at worst, I can make you forget everything that you ever knew, and start from scratch. _

"I don't want to do this, but I will. If you do not learn what you are, where your place is, I will." The snake leaned down, head to head with the monkey. "Do we understand each other?"

"..."

"Do. We. Understand. Each. Other?"

"...Yes."

"Good. Now. You might want to explore your ass with the help of my perch once this is over; it will be your only source of pleasure for some time..."

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Leaving his jackal and the monkey to their own devices, Lorenus took himself down to the Sizwe jails. They were at the bottom of the palace, below the pleasure dungeons that Dumisani had had installed, and they were surprisingly low in population. Whether that was because the Sizwe guard were particularly violent, or whether they were particularly ineffective, he didn't know, but the result was that there were only five cells occupied of the fifty-cell jail.

However, that was fine. It meant that there were fewer witnesses to his plan, and fewer still that could try and lead him astray.

The great cobra naga slithered through the underground room, looking into one cell after another. Most were empty, but here and there were prisoners. A boar, a shark - who had to be kept in a large tub of water - another monkey...

And there, at the end of the jail hallway, a crocodile.

Lorenus slithered to a stop, looking down at the reptile in the cage. He cocked his head to the side, looking the bumpy crocodile all over. The male had his cocks out, obviously having had some fun recently - and possibly having been interrupted in it - but the scarred bandit showed no shame at being seen that way. If anything, he seemed to get that much harder.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"A ssssimple ussse of your sssservicessss," Lorenus said.

"Heh. Can't do much in a jail cell. Unless you mean sucking you off, which I don't recommend."

"No. I mean your...sssservicessss. Yoursss, and your fellow water raiderssss."

"..."

Lorenus smiled, holding up the keys to the cell.

"I have a job for you."

"...What the fuck is this about?"

"A sssssimple enough tassssk. The Kgossssi of the country will be returning ssssoon. I want him out of the way...held tight...kept ssssafe."

"You want my boys to kidnap Sithembile?"

"Yesssss. Isss that sssso hard to believe?"

"Heh. Fuck no. I just didn't expect the new prince to make the offer so fast."

"Issss that a yessss, then?"

"Fuck yeah. Let me out of this cage, and I'll go get the boys. We'll be ready for this mission by morning."

"Yesssss, I'm ssssure you will be. But firsssst."

He gestured for the crocodile to step closer. No sooner had the bandit reached the bars than the naga fixed him with a firm stare, one that rooted him to the spot. The bandit's eyes went wider, giving Lorenus that much easier access to his mind.

After all, it would be stupid to send someone off without making sure that they were going to do exactly as they were ordered. A bandit like this might mess it up if he was left to operate on his own devices.

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The morning came, and the guards reported that there had been a jailbreak, that the famous water-bandit Ah-Mosan had gotten away. The guards were in a frenzy, and Prince Dumisani, once given permission, allowed the frenzied panic to spread, going through the city before it finally calmed down towards the evening. It was helped by the fact that there was little in the way of waterways to affect the great city.

Lorenus, on the other hand, spent the day training the monkey prince in how to properly give anal service to his betters. After all, now that he'd chained erections to a rather unpleasant memory, the monkey could no longer get hard without suffering. It was a mercy to train him how to get off with his ass, and nothing but his ass...

The End