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Finally, he approached the cavern that was marked on his map. The mouth of the cavern carved in the ancient hill was overgrown in emerald green foliage that glistened in the sunlight. People from the city insisted he would find a way to save his sickly daughter in there. She had fallen ill nearly two months ago from a mysterious fever. His family tried to manage without her for as long as they could. Her condition only seemed to deteriorate as the hours passed to days, days to weeks, weeks to two months. He had tried every apothecary available to try and heal her. Each of them telling him that she would die, despite their best efforts if it continued this way. She vomited after every meal and the hallucinations had her up at all hours of the night screaming in terror, thrashing about as if she were being attacked. She was only a pale corpse of the person she used to be now. Barely managing to cling to her life. He couldn't take it anymore. The sight of her cut him deeper than the sharpest sword ever could. This cave held his last hope for saving his daughter.

The cave was officially titled 'Snel' Kadred Len' most people called it the Hall of Dread. Home of the Serpent Queen. The stories of the potential of her magic were impressive, even more so if they were true. Though the same people also told him that you had to pay a terrible price for her help. Up to and including his life. He was deeply horrified about this whole ordeal. But if it saved his daughter, he would gladly give his life to the Serpent witch. His wife and two sons had tried to talk him out of it at first. But as time went on other options began to melt away like wax from a candle. This was his daughters only hope for survival. With that thought in his mind he lifted a torch and lit it. Anything for his daughter, anything for his family. He gulped nervously before taking his first step in the dark cavern.

His torch didn't help see far into the cave. But he was told that it was fairly deep. So the darkness would be thick when he approached the area the Serpent lived in. Stories told about her said she was Hundreds of feet long and thick as a large tree. She spoke many languages, local and foreign. Approaching her was highly discouraged, borderline taboo. Only people in desperate situations dared ask her a favor. Even the King himself had never sought her company. The Serpent Queen only accepted commoners into her lair. So nobles didn't try to press their rank onto her. She killed anyone who had the audacity to carry in weapons on the spot. He didn't know if torches counted, but he was careful to wear as light of clothes as possible. A white cotton shirt along with cured leather pants. As he continued walking with sweat dotting his forehead the rough cave walls gave way to carved stone walls with ancient murals painted on them mostly depicting snakes and mythical Dragons. There were also glyphs of a long dead language carefully written alongside the paintings. Some even going as far to mix the glyphs in the art, complimenting it. Such strange things weren't common in the city. The colors were bright and luxurious. Almost like this place was made for worshipers, long since departed.

Small shadows scurried across the floor ahead of him. He slowed to a cautious pace and scanned the floor carefully. The darkness masked them for a couple moments until the light of the torch caught them. There were a few snakes along the floor that coiled up as he came closer, each of them staring at him intently with those slitted eyes. His throat tightened but he continued to move in. Barely managing to overcome his fear. He recognized the snakes, called Imperial Vipers. Found strictly in this cave with a venom that literally melted flesh it contacted. They were based black and wrapped with three red rings around their lithe bodies, along with a violet symmetric splotch over each eye that seemed to vary in shape and size between the individual vipers. They didn't bare fangs as he walked semi-confidently by them but every one watched him and extended their tongues to sniff him out. He marched relentlessly through the halls, making sure to avoid stepping on the Queen's subjects.

He wasn't sure how long it took him, but he reached a pair of doors securely shut before him. The door had the head of a ferocious snake carved in the solid wood. It's fangs were nearly as tall as he was. He hoped it wasn't sized to the Queen herself. He pushed on the doors and they quietly refused his entrance. He took a step back and studied the door, seeing if he could spot a weakness to exploit. But as he stood silently contemplating, the door made a sudden clunking noise. They opened slowly as if the draft running through the tunnels pushed their enormous weight open. The darkness through them was stifling. He shivered in protest and shuffled in, holding the torch far in front of him.

"You reek of fear, commoner." A smooth feminine voice said through the darkness. It was a calming, threatening and cold voice.

He stopped and immediately bowed on the floor, nearly falling flat on his face, she is a queen and she expected to be treated like one. "I apologize for my offense against you, Majesty." he dared not look up. If he knew one thing about royalty, it was that they treated everyone like animals. Even if the Royalty themselves were animals. "I have heard many things about you and this place." he said honestly.

He still couldn't see her, but she saw him. She slithered around the room silently, inspecting him in the darkness. This is why she only allowed commoners here. Nobles never feared her as much as commoners did. No matter how many she feasted on. She found them detestable, foolish people who never knew their place never lasted long in her presence. This man bowed the instant he was aware of her and divulged that he knew exactly what he had walked into. She stopped moving and watched him from the shadows and whispered a short song. The heavy wooden doors shut behind him. "You are wise to regret your weakness, sun-child. You must know me to realize yourself so freely."

He bit his tongue in hesitation. She could taste his conflict in the air. "I know I speak to the Queen of Serpents. I know not your name."

"You will by the end of this. If you came for the reason I think you did." she said. Keeping the Human firmly in her sight as she inched closer to him. "Do you seek a favor?"

Again he paused before answering. "I do."

She stopped before him and coiled herself, rising her head high into the air so she looked down to him. The man shivered. He could feel her presence directly ahead of him. She whipped the torch away with the tip of her tail and it clattered loudly across the floor until it hit the wall. Magical lights lit up around the large and mostly empty room as she whispered another song under her breath. With the room lit adequately she looked back to him. "Then you may rise," her tone commanding, "so we may discuss the terms."

He brought his head up slowly to get a good look at her. She was immensely large, her scales based a yellowish white, dotted with black spots randomly along her entire hide and a single red ring wrapped around her neck just under her jaw. Her nostrils placed delicately inside violet lines that extended down to her upper lip and to where he assumed her fangs were. Her underside looked smooth and soft to the touch. She frowned in plain regal conviction. She looked as naturally a snake as any other of her worldly brethren. Even her eyes were slitted and were an intense blue color, as cold as her very own demeanor.

He stood but kept his head low, partly in fear and partly in grim respect. Absolution filled him as he faced her. The one creature in the world who could help him. "What I came to ask of you is no easy thing, Majesty. My daughter has fallen ill at home and none of the Doctors have been able to tell how or why. They can't cure her. I've been told that you can help her. If you can, I'd give anything for her health." he waited patiently for her response.

She considered his plight for a moment and tasted the air once more. She tasted a regular sickness in the air, she knew it well. "Does she suffer nausea, hallucinations?" He looked up to her, surprised to hear her accuracy so early and nodded dumbly. Confirming what she already knew. "Then yes, I can help her. I wouldn't even need to use Song, honestly. Though I will." she explained. She brought her head low and moved around him for a bit of theatrical manipulation. "I will charge a very steep price for this however. Though, the past several days have been unusually busy for me." she said with a hint of menace and a devious smirk. "As I'm sure you're aware. I charge life to save a life. I consider it quite a fair trade. They supply me sustenance, I supply them a future for someone they love. This has been a common favor for the last several. Fortunately for you, I am no longer hungry. So eating you would be a profound waste of life." The man's expression was stuck somewhere between horror and relief. It mattered little to her. He would succumb to her demands, they always did.

He puzzled a moment as she continued to circle him carelessly. "Then what else would you have of me? Please, no one else can help her." he was practically begging but he maintained his composure. His eyes merely watered in fear he would be rejected and forced to leave, or killed.

She paused in front of him and pondered. It had been a long time since she had done anything other than consume them. It was how she got her meals these days, she had never done anything else. As she continued to think a sudden realization hit her. "You have a mate, commoner?" she asked.

"Yes." he answered, worried she was going to demand his wife. That he had no intention of allowing!

She nodded and considered her next move. A playful smirk tugged at her muzzle. The thought of what she would demand heating her face and body. Had it really been so long? "My price is simple. I want you to mate me, then I will cure your daughter and send you home unharmed. That is the offer I present."

He was well beyond words at that. His jaw hung slack and his face burned bright red. Part of him revolted at the idea immediately. The massive creature wanted to be mated by him? The small human could never stoop to such a level. His daughter fluttered through his mind in a maelstrom of thoughts that buzzed violently through his head. This will be for her. It has to be done for her.

He looked at the snake in a bewildered daze as she approached him slowly. Her massive form moving silently over the floor. Her gaze intense and demanding, but her eyes revealed a certain hopefulness that gleamed within. Could his wife forgive him if he did? Could he forgive himself if he didn't? "Would you accept these terms for the life of your daughter?" her voice carried a certain haughtiness. Her breath warm and surprisingly pleasant. Surprising him.

"I accept." he relented. Feeling as confused as he looked.

"Then let me make a stipulation." she said softly as she brought her mouth to his ear and licked along his neck. He shivered at the oddly pleasant feeling, knowing that mouth had killed people hardly bothered him at the sudden strangeness of the entire situation. She marveled at the flavor of human male that wasn't soaked in blood. "You must satisfy me first, then upon my word as Queen of Serpents, I will heal your daughter to perfect health."

She brought her mouth down to his neck and gently nibbled it. He shuddered, utterly lost in his own mind for the moment. If she had to, she could make him enjoy this. But it was always more entertaining to chase a prize than have it fall into your hands. She could taste the nervousness in the man as she continued on to his shirt. "If you would kindly?" she asked. He nodded numbly and fumbled with the buttons, moving slowly mostly out of difficulty controlling himself. He had never felt more terrified, confused or nervous in his entire life. He let the snake continue down his body, taking her time kissing and licking him carefully. Trying to get him in the proper mood for mating. Slowly she began to notice an excited flavor mix in with the rest. She assumed it would be a bit more work to go along with it comfortably. Her size alone might make him a bit scared of her crushing him. But in the throes of ecstasy she might get him to stop worrying entirely.

He threw the shirt off to the side and let her continue her surprisingly diligent attempt to get him aroused. He could feel himself begin to get into it as she continued her tender kisses. It was offsetting to have such a large carnivorous creature want to be ravaged by a puny man such as himself. He figured she just might be pent up. "Now the rest." she stated in a heated whisper. He loosened his belt and let his pants fall to his ankles, he bit his bottom lip to avoid thinking how close his manhood was to fangs filled with flesh melting venom. He kicked the pants to the side as she continued her trek lower and lower to his still flaccid cock.

She wasn't surprised to see he was still struggling with the situation. But she was surprised at how thick his flavor was becoming. Every inch seemed to promise more in the next. Soon, her tongue flicked his cock, the flavor was extremely thick there. Her nostrils flared and her heated vent tightened in reflex. It already felt like her slit was wet enough to take him. She reveled in the feeling of her heated loins as she delicately nibbled on the mans exposed phallus.

This is where he lost his inhibitions, her forked tongue was lovingly exotic over his sensitive tip. His hand hovered to her muzzle and stroked her head encouragingly. His excitement was easy to taste now. All the other flavors were rapidly melting away as she focused on his penis, lapping teasingly at it as it began to engorge. His flavor increasing by the second. As it grew to half size she slid the shaft into her maw and began to bob her head to assist in his pleasure. He moaned as he hilted in her muzzle. Her tongue wrapped around his cock and lathered it in saliva, she jerked him gently as he humped lightly into her mouth. Eager to get more of the exotic feeling of her mouth tight around him.

As his humps grew more frenzied she pulled off him and licked her mouth clean. "Alright, now remember. The deal is that you please me. If you want to cum," She moved and positioned herself so that he could access her aching vulva. His eyes widened as her prize moved in front of him. His manhood bounced with each pulse as his eyes feasted on the presented snake slit. "you'll have to do it there." she finished in between expectant breaths.

He watched with morbid curiosity as her lips drooled feminine juices along her smooth hide. He wondered if he would be able to please her considering the size difference. He approached and ran his fingers along her scales. She hissed in a sharp breath and sighed with pleasure. He traced his fingers to her wet slit and rubbed along the clean split, the heat was intense and her smell was surprisingly feminine. His cock jumped in anticipation. He dipped a finger in her slit and she moaned contentedly. Her velvety smooth walls squeezed his finger surprisingly tight, again his dick jumped in delight. He let his middle finger join his index in her vent and she shuddered in ecstasy. He plunged his fingers as far as he could get them before dragging them back out. Her pussy suckled at him as he pulled out and he plunged them firmly back in. She moaned and tensed as he continued that treatment. Her smooth walls working his fingers ferociously as he fucked the beast with his fingers. She began to cry out in reckless abandon and she tensed hard. Her walls gripped him tightly but he continued the assault as juices squirted from her heated vent, splashing over his arm and onto the floor.

His arm was covered in the natural lubricant and he brought his fingers delicately to his tongue as her vulva continued to drool on the floor. Her taste wasn't half bad, surprisingly sweet. She rolled over onto her back and breathed hurried breaths. It had been far too long since somebody had done that for her. But even as she thought that she felt the man straddle her and scoot closer to her soaked cunt. She looked at him just in time to see him bury his face in her pulsing folds. She felt his tongue wriggle inside her and she squeaked in a mixture of surprise and pleasure. This was a feeling she had never experienced. A human male was eating her pussy. She moaned at the sloppy sounds and rapid suckling of her most sensitive area. It was plenty to throw her right back in the mood. Her walls were rhythmically squeezing the intruding organ with feverish pace.

Before she knew it she was flying high yet again. Her pussy squeezed his tongue with all her might and a second wave of her feminine juice spilled from her depths. He lapped it up greedily and drew out her already intense orgasm. She thrashed in ecstasy for several seconds before finally coming back down. "You throw me from the Zenith, Human... It's too much!" She managed with a deep breath.

The human scooted forward and positioned his painfully throbbing cock above her entrance. He gave a few playful rubs against her soaking slit. She moaned helplessly, she didn't know if she could take a pounding in her state. But she wanted to, she was definitely getting a bargain on this deal. Her Pussy was eager for the first feel of cock in a very long time. He wasted no time, he slammed into her convulsing snake cunt and began to pound her exotic hole with all he had. His skin slapped against her scales with vigor and intensity that he had forgotten he had. This whole ordeal was weirdly erotic beyond his wildest dreams. To lay his seed in the Serpent Queen? Absolutely unthinkable. Yet he was here slamming her folds with the energy of an eighteen year old. Her voice cried out as he fucked her and gripped her smooth scales. He was so close now and her squeezing walls clamped around his member and milked him for everything he had. They both lost themselves in the orgasmic high and cried out in unison. His seed exploded into her bestial womb with heated determination as her hot juices coated him and drooled down her sides.

It took them both awhile to recover from that. The Serpent Queen practically glowed as he dressed himself. "Well, I think you've more than earned you're prize." she said with a smile. "Honestly, I thought I would only get one, if that."

He scratched the back of his head and smiled shyly. "Yeah well, I would do anything for my family."

She cured the girl with a simple song under her breath. "She'll be better when you get home. On my honor!" she declared. "Now, if I were you. I would head back before my appetite grows back." she added with a friendly smile.

He bowed deeply to her and grabbed the torch, it re-lit after she sang another song. "By the way," the man said, purposely ignoring the magical fire. "you said you would give me you're name at the end of this."

"Lazra." she said with a smirk. He nodded in appreciation of her name and turned to leave. "If you're daughter should ever fall sick again, come see me. We might be able to work something out."

He smiled at that. It would be his pleasure.