Servant to a Naga - Beginning.
Okay, this is my very first sumbission to Yiffstar... or... hell... anywhere. Please don't kill me. It's short, but it's only for starters so I can get opinions and such. I have so much more planned, and believe me, if there is a next one it will be at the very least double the size.
I wrote this in ten minutes, minus the beginning. Please, comment and all that other stuff.
This first chaper doesn't have anything big in it, but it will get very adult, very quick. Yiff, MxM, Vore. Most likely as just a few. Anyway, before I start rambling...
Thanks to Blacknight for giving me this idea. :) You know who you are.
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*big crescendo* Now, let us begin. *scene fade to black and open upon a great expanse of land covered in bushes perfectly trimmed, trees groomed to perfection, framing the home of a rich and powerful Naga Lord. His estate of well over two hundred acres surrounded by a barrier. A six foot tall concrete wall with a two foot tall black metal fence, with spiked tips surrounded his entire wonderful estate. In front of his home there was a large fountain with a road circling around it leading down a fifty foot long drive-way to the gate that was as intricately designed as a palace. A guard house just inside the gate, with a guard standing watch.
In front of the wall Hedges had been grown to three feet tall facing the street. His backyard seemed endless, with many a garden tended by servants, leading into trees that could almost be considered wilderness. But everything had a designed look to it, a neatness you did not find in nature.
The home itself was three stories tall, with many bedrooms, bathrooms, and more closets then you could visit in a single day. It had one grand ballroom, a lounge, a library, even an indoor pool. The kitchens were located near the back, where the cooks prepared dinner for this evening. Each of the servants rooms had a walk in closet, and their own bathrooms, not to mention was a very good size. More then enough room to walk around and be comfortable.
Back to the front of the building.
Once past the fountain towards the home, there was a pair of marble stairs that split while going up and met together at the top and the large oak doors. An intricate rose door-knocker on each door.
In the back of the home, there is a large deck made of oak wood, going out to a large in-ground pool that was a maximum of one hundred feet deep on the big end, and 2 feet deep on the shallow end. Inside the front doors, you would see the main room of this home, it's floor covered in a wondrous red carpet, with staircases going upstairs towards the second floor that was visible from the door. The pair of staircases came together at the top.
On each side of the room, there was two stairwells, making four in all. One stairwell on each side had no actual stairs, it was more like a slide going downwards. The one beside this 'slide' had actual stairs, and likewise, led downwards. To the basement.
These stairwells were exceptionally large, at least several feet wide. And yes, the 'slide' has it's purpose. Stairs can hurt the underbelly if you go over them the wrong way. For down those stairs, in the basement, you would find the Master bedroom. Where, of course... the lord of this estate lived. His room had a plush velvet carpet covering the floor, tapestries of all colors and decorations covering the walls, a door leading to his personal bathroom on the opposite side of the room from the stairs, a closet beside that for cleaning supplies that he might need. In the far corner, tucked comfortably away is his bed. Taking up almost a fourth of the entire room, it was exceptionally big. Enough for a very large Dragon to fit comfortably on and still have room.
The bed was shapes in a half square, half circle. It had three Corners and where the fourth should be, it curves to fit perfectly into the cornet of the room. Coming from each of these corners, a golden pole rose with a clawed hand holding onto a thin red silk attached to the three poles, draped around the bed. The bed itself had a soft satin sheet spread across it, and was covered in various colors of silk and satin pillows of all sizes. The bathroom seemed giant sized, like the rest of the room. The 'bathtub' looked like a small swimming pool turned into a hot tub, with a closet full of all sorts of soaps, shampoos, towels, loofahs, and any other thing you could possibly need to clean yourself. There is even a little rubber ducky that one of his servants put in there as a joke that the Master just doesn't feel like removing.
Back to the bedroom, and more importantly, the bed... where the Master himself currently was asleep in. He was comfortably warm and coiled up beneath the sheets and pillows, one of his coils shifted and was revealed, his scales were perfectly white, like ivory, and his underbelly was a pure golden color. As he shifted again, his main body came into view, a great Cobra Naga, his hood flattened out as he laid on his back, the golden under-scales covering the entire inside of his expanded hood and up to under his nose, all the way down to his waist, and the end of his tail over a hundred feet long.
The Cobra Lord stretched and yawned, revealing a pair of two foot long fangs, glistening in saliva as they folded back into his expansive maw, he opened his eyes, his wonderful sapphire eyes searching around his room.
His new servant would be arriving soon...
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Wide frightened yellow eyes dripped salty tears as he watched the landscape go past, the shackles on his wrists and ankles, attached to chains at the side of his cage clattered as the vehicle moved down the road. He whined in distress, huddled at the back of this... terrible cage, listening to those demons who call themselves men speaking in the front of the truck, the was laughing about how much money they would make off of 'their' frightened little feline. His fur bristled as he imagined the who could have purchased him. He thought back to the slave market he had been at nearly five hours ago.
The entire place was dirty, well... most of it anyway. Row after row of cages, chains, cries, and broken spirits. The auctions had just set up for the day, and it was already drawing a crowd. Creatures ranging from dangerous and terrible, to deadly and sinister came up to the stand to watch the slaves be paraded around, one by one... while they would call out bids, a few fights broke out... one killed another over a slave. Demons, Dragons, Vampires, Liches... you name it. And then the feline found himself getting pulled to the front, in front of all these... things. The looks they gave him... made him sick.
He had a feeling he wouldn't survive. Until he saw the look on one particular demons face... that... hungry look. Definitely... he wasn't going to survive. There was no doubt. The auctioneer opened up with a thousand dollars.
"Two-thousand!" Called out that hungry demon.
"Five-thousand!" Yelled a vampire with flaming red hair.
"Seven-thousand." Called out a Dragon near the back. At this point the boy lowered his head and crossed his paws over his stomach, he didn't want to be here. The others made bid after bid, getting the price as high as Twenty-thousand before grumbles broke out and no one wanted to pay any higher. He looked up, and saw a satisfied smirk on the Demon's face, "Looks like you're mine kid." he said with a cruel grin, "TWENTY-THOUSAND. CAN ANYONE GIVE ME TWENTY FIVE? NO?" said the Auctioneer.
"Going...going!" he called out a second time, "Go-..." The auctioneer stopped short as he saw someone new walking up, someone... rich looking.
This man wore a single long flowing white robe, that alone made him stick out like a sore-thumb. But his pale skin, blood red eyes, shoulder length silver hair... and that air of unchallenged authority... made the impression even stronger, "Fifty-thousand." he said, he did not shout... or even speak very loudly... but so quite was the crowd, the auctioneer heard him loud and clear. The cocky demon looked to the vampire, "Who the hell do you think you are!?" he growled and called out Fifty five-thousand.
"Seventy-thousand." The vampire said in a tone of finality, and not even that demon dared bid any higher. It was clear the vampire had won, and no one else spoke up. He walked up to the auctioneer, whispered a few words, "I have things I must still do..." he said, "But it would be... in your best interests to have the boy at my Master's door-step before dinner." he said, the man he spoke to paled, "Carin... that's impossible... he lives several hours away..." the man said in an almost frightened way.
"That's your problem, not mine." the vampire said and turned with a swirl of his robe, and he vanished into shadow before the man could argue.
"Alright slave, let's go." the auctioneer said as he took the feline by the chains and walked him off the platform, the demon from before walked up, "Whoa there Drake." the auctioneer said, seeing the look in his eye, "OUT OF MY WAY HARRY!" he growled, "The boy is mine..." the demon said with not so quiet fury.
"The boy belongs to Nessani." the man said and the demon went quite before turning his head to spit on the ground, "Damned creature... I'll kill him yet..." he said and looked at the boy with a venomous grin, "I will have you..." he said. He knew better then to start trouble here. If he made trouble here, he'd be killed before he could unsheathe his claws.
The boy whimpered and pinned his ears back, trying to look as small as he could before being pulled along.
That was it... and he was tossed in the cage at the back of this damned truck. With just a tattered pair of shorts to wear, his fur matted and dirty. He just wanted it to end. He knew where he was headed. And he wondered if he wouldn't be better off to have that demon as his new Master. Yea... he heard of Nessani. Who hadn't?
Nessani was the most powerful lord in the land. Rumors... survivors tails... ran through his mind as he imagined it.
"I heard he will squeeze you to death before devouring you."
"It's said that he can consume your very soul."
"My father tells me that he slaughtered an army of men without lifting a finger."
All kinds of stories, from the believable to the fantastical seemed to revolve around this creature. "I wanna go home." he said as he crossed his arms over his knees and cried.
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Four hours, and a half hour until the Naga's home sat down to dinner... and the truck pulled up to the lavish estate of the renown Naga-lord. The boy closed his eyes and whimpered as he felt the truck come to a halt and the men get out, opening his cage and just pulled him out, "Let's go boy." one of the two said in a gruff voice as he was walked up to the front door, which was opened to reveal the vampire who had originally purchased him.