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Darkness. Oppressive, crushing darkness. No light, no sound. Complete stillness accompanied by near freezing cold and impossible pressure. Pressure that sealed movement and kept intruders at bay. Surely nothing could exist in a place such as this? Six red pinpoints of light suggested otherwise. A suggestion of movement broke the stillness. Something massive existed here. Something ancient and powerful. Something trapped. Imprisoned. Something that wanted to get out. Something that called itself Leviathan.

Lazarus jerked awake. He lay still for a few moments, staring up at the rustling fabric of his tent. It had been the same dream. The same dream he had come out here to escape from. He sighed and wriggled out of his sleeping bag. Stepping out of his tent he stretched and yawned in the cool grey dawn. The sun was peeking over the horizon and the birds were starting to sing. Lazarus turned to look out over the lake. The water's surface was still and glassy. He slipped on his boots and stumbled sleepily down to the sandy shore. He stood for a moment, gazing out over the lake, his long tail coiling idly around his leg. He squinted as the first rays of sun shone over the horizon. It was going to be another clear, warm day. Turning from the water's edge, the snake shuffled up the shore and climbed back into his tent.

The sun was high in the sky when Lazarus awoke. His pyjama shirt was undone and his briefs and slid down a little. Pulling them up he slid out of his tent again. The lake sparkled in the late morning sun and the air already felt hot. He rubbed his eyes, but as he did so, six points of red light flashed across his vision. He stopped and blinked. That dream again. It refused to leave him alone. His therapist had suggested he go camping alone for the week to try and clear is head, to 'escape' these recurring dreams. Lazarus wasn't sure if they were nightmares or not. All he knew is that they stopped him from sleeping and gave him migraines. Taking his therapists advice (what else was he paying him for?) he had headed out to the Appalachian Trail. Everything had been going fine. No dreams for the first two nights. Then today...

Lazarus sighed with frustration as he pulled on his shorts. Maybe if he resumed walking he would be too tired to remember his dreams. That wasn't a guarantee though. He headed back down to the lake and splashed cold water over his face. Wiping his smooth green scales, he blinked. Something felt... wrong. He turned slowly and looked back at his camp. There was nothing out of place there. He looked back at the lake. He couldn't see anything strange. Nothing on the opposite shore and nothing under the surface (as far as he could tell anyway). He backed away from the lake and made his way to camp. He couldn't see anything in the trees, yet the feeling of wrongness wouldn't go. He felt a tingle run up his spine and he looked up. The sky was blue and clear. He could just about make out the moon still. He slowly looked down and took a deep breath. Then he froze. There was something behind him. He cautiously turned to look. He was not expecting what he saw.

There was another snake, a Naga. His scales gleamed in the sun with a strange oily sheen. They were a deep, rich brown with black and gold diamonds running his entire length. His torso was lithe and naked, perched on top of his copious and neatly folded coils. He was a lot bigger than most people Lazarus had ever met. As his gaze swept over the snake's body, Lazarus looked up at his face. He nearly cried out. Instead of the usual two eyes, this snake had six. Three on each side. Each one was without a pupil and blood red. The strange snake also had a row of spikes running from the tip of his snout to the small of his back. There was something strangely draconic about him. "My luck has finally changed." He hissed. His voice was low and soothing, yet not as deep as Lazarus would have thought for something so big. Lazarus nervously licked his lips. "Wh-who are you?" he stammered. "Leviathan." The snake replied.

Lazarus clutched his head. His dream came back to him as vividly as it did when he was sleeping. The darkness, the crushing pressure, the six red pinpoints of light, and the name. Leviathan. Shaking his head violently, Lazarus looked back at the snake. "Wh... I don't... how..." he babbled. Leviathan chuckled and began uncoiling himself. "The dreams? A side effect of who you are, and what I need you for." He explained. "Need me for? What are you talking about?" Lazarus asked. "I wouldn't worry about it. It won't matter to you soon. All you need to know now is that I am not here to harm you. If anything, I'm here to help you." "I don't need help." "Really? That's a shame. All those sleepless nights. I would have thought you'd be feeling rather tired. And I can see my appearance has startled you somewhat." "That's an understatement." Leviathan chuckled. Lazarus saw a glowing circle appear in each of the snake's eyes. They moved and locked with Lazarus's own yellow orbs. "You are far too tense. You should relax. You'll feel much better you know." Lazarus let out a quiet sigh, blinking slowly. It was strange. Even with his eyes closed he could still see the six glowing circles. He shook his head and opened his eyes. Leviathan had formed a large circle around them with his coils. He was lounging against them, still gazing at Lazarus. Lazarus wondered how long his eyes had been closed.

"I know you feel worried about the dreams, but they aren't important anymore. They don't mean anything, so why worry?" Leviathan continued. His voice was soft and gentle; the lights in his eyes seemed to pulse soothingly. Lazarus swallowed. He hadn't looked away from those eyes once; a strange urge to keep looking held him in place. "You should just... let go. Let go of your worries, of your fears, just let them go. They aren't important." "I... guess you're right?" Lazarus mumbled. He was starting to feel oddly light and relaxed. "Of course I'm right. In fact, you don't really need to think of very much at all right now. No thoughts, no distractions, just... blankness." Leviathan's voice had taken on a strange sing-song quality. Lazarus felt something press against his back. He stumbled forwards a few steps. His gaze locked with Leviathan's, and those beautiful glowing eyes filled his vision. "It's nice to not think. You can relax more. Just relax and let go." Lazarus sighed again, deeper this time. His eyelids fluttered but the glowing circles remained burned into his mind's eye. Lazarus realised he hadn't thought about anything for a few minutes. It was an odd experience. His body felt so light and relaxed. It was as if he could just lie down and go to sleep.

"It's good to relax. Relax and let yourself go. No thoughts, no distractions, no worries." Lazarus was finding it harder and harder to focus on anything other than the eyes and the voice. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, saliva beginning to drip from his chin. "It feels good to relax. In fact, it feels pleasurable to relax. You just want to... lie down and feel the pleasure wash over you." Lazarus was suddenly unable to support himself, and he began to fall but a soft coil caught him. He was pulled closer to Leviathan, who leaned over him, piling his coils around them to make a bed of sorts. "Feel how good it feels to just... lie in my coils. Not thinking about anything, just relaxing. Falling gently through your own mind, staring deeply into my eyes, listening intently to my voice. That's all you can see and hear now, isn't it?" "Y-yeess..." Lazarus hissed quietly. He could hardly speak now. He felt so good. This relaxation was unlike anything he had ever felt before. His mind was full of those glowing red circles and the voice that poured in through his ears like warm honey. He felt like he was falling gently, despite lying on soft coils. If he could have looked in a mirror, Lazarus would have seen his own yellow eyes slowly turn red. "You're going deeper and deeper. Deeper and deeper into trance. In trance, everything will feel so much better. The simple act of listening to my voice, of watching my eyes is making you feel good." Lazarus gasped quietly as he felt Leviathan's tail coil slowly around his neck. The bigger snake gently squeezed and Lazarus gulped. "Going into trance... brings you so much pleasure... going into trance... now."

It was like a switch had been flipped. Lazarus sagged into Leviathan's coils, his eyes half open and completely red. A slight smile turned the corners of his mouth. He gasped when Leviathan pressed against his body. "In trance... you will only hear my voice... you will only see my eyes... you will listen to my every word. You will obey me. Obeying brings you pleasure. Obeying me brings you so much pleasure. It washes over you like a tide. You will obey. Say 'yes master'." "Y-yes... master..." Lazarus murmured. He panted softly as pleasure swept through him. Leviathan smiled and ran his hand over Lazarus's exposed chest, before pulling the shirt off the smaller snake and tossing it aside. Lazarus's head rolled to the side, saliva dribbling out the corner of his mouth. Leviathan undid the button on Lazarus's shorts and pulled them, and his underwear off in one smooth motion. He threw the garments away and leaned forwards, pressing his lips against Lazarus's. Leviathan's thick, black tongue pushed past Lazarus's compliant snout and filled his mouth. Lazarus gagged and gulped as black ooze trickled down his throat and dribbled down his chin, dripping in thick ropes onto his chest.

His back arched as Leviathan gently squeezed his balls, his cock slowly becoming hard. Leviathan withdrew his tongue with a wet slurp, black goo dripping from his mouth. Lazarus panted in the coils as they rubbed against him, the black slime covering his snout. "It feels good, doesn't it? Say 'yes master'." Leviathan cooed. "Yes master." Lazarus gurgled as pleasure coursed through him. "You love to obey... you need to obey... obeying brings you pleasure. When you hear my voice, you obey. You obey me and only me. You submit to my will and feel intense arousal... feel it now. Feel it filling your mind, making your cock hard." Lazarus felt like he was melting into Leviathan's coils. His cock throbbed as it became fully erect. Erect at a word. Lazarus was lost on a sea of pleasure. It was the only thing his entranced mind could focus on, aside from Leviathan's voice. Every time he spoke, his words cut through the fog like a knife. It was so clear, and everything he was saying was such a good idea! How could he not give in and go along with it? "Stroke your cock for me. Do it slowly."

Lazarus's arm moved as if by itself. He had no control over his body. He was just along for the ride at this point. He gasped as he gripped his cock. His foreskin was slippery from precum and made a squelching noise as he moved his hand up and down. "Don't stop stroking until I say. You cannot cum until I give you permission. You will only cum when I say you can." Leviathan commanded, before leaning in and kissing Lazarus again. Lazarus groaned into the kiss as black slime filled his mouth and ran down his throat. It tasted strangely spicy. Like cloves and cinnamon. He swallowed a thick glob of it as he stroked himself, waves of pleasure washing through him. Leviathan broke the kiss, thick strands of the slime connecting their snouts. He placed a hand on Lazarus's chest and gently raked his nails down his subject's scales. Lazarus moaned and Leviathan chuckled. He carefully tightened the coils around Lazarus's neck. Lazarus gurgled, black slime bubbling out his mouth and soaking Leviathan's coils. Leviathan grinned and released Lazarus's neck. He trailed his slippery tail tip down Lazarus's body, until he reached the base of his tail. Winding coils around Lazarus's legs, Leviathan pulled them apart, exposing his balls and anus. "It feels so good to be exposed like this, doesn't it?" Leviathan asked, licking his lips. "Yes master..." Lazarus gasped, his tail drooping submissively over the thick coils that bound him. "Now... stop stroking and place your arms by your sides."

Lazarus did as he was commanded. Leviathan's coils shifted and pulled Lazarus's arms and legs into a thick mass of coils, leaving his torso and head the only things exposed. "Your cock is so hard and throbbing. You love this bondage. You love the feeling of my coils holding you... caressing you... owning you." Leviathan sang, looping a single (slightly thinner) coil around Lazarus's neck. "This will just have to do until I get you a proper collar." Lazarus could only gurgle in response. Arms, legs and tail trapped by this huge, powerful snake. His... master. Yes, Leviathan was his master. There could be no other possibility. Only his master could make him feel this intense, perverted joy. Leviathan wrapped his fingers around Lazarus's wet shaft and began to stroke. At the same time he began to circle the tip of his tail around Lazarus's anus, smearing the black slime between his buttocks. Lazarus quivered and gasped, moaning wantonly as his powerful master pleasured him. The feeling of the tail tip massaging his anus was exquisite, precum practically squirting out of his cock. If he had not been in trance, Lazarus would surely have gone insane from the pleasure. Leviathan slid a finger into his foreskin and ran it around the head of his cock. Lazarus could have screamed, but all that came out was a happy gurgle. Leviathan withdrew his finger, drawing out a thin strand of precum. He licked his finger and rose up, exposing his waist.

A thick, meaty slit had opened, revealing Leviathan's cock. It was as black as his tongue, and dripping with the same black slime. It oozed out of the slit and ran over his scales. "Open." Leviathan instructed. Lazarus opened his mouth, tongue sliding out. Leviathan removed the coil from around Lazarus's neck, and moved forwards. His large cock slid between Lazarus's lips, filling his mouth. "Suck." Lazarus closed his mouth around the thick shaft. This slime had a different taste. It was mildly salty and savoury. He gagged and gulped as Leviathan pushed his member deeper into Lazarus's mouth. The slime cushioned the demon cock as it filled Lazarus's mouth and throat. He didn't gag, instead black slime dripped liberally from his lips as he took the huge length. Leviathan placed his hands on the back of Lazarus's head and slowly began to rock his hips. He pulled back and as his cock tip rested on his fuck toy's tongue, he slid his tail into Lazarus's anus. Lazarus groaned and arched his back. Leviathan pulled his head forwards and sank his cock back into his throat. Lazarus burbled and gulped as the thick slime slid down his throat and spilled over his face. Leviathan's tail slid deeper inside him, steadily getting thicker, stretching Lazarus's anus. Leviathan sighed and pressed forwards. Lazarus's snout pressed against Leviathan's soaking slit. The black sex juice oozed over his face, practically covering his face. Leviathan held him there, enjoying the feeling of having his cock suckled on. Feeling the folds of his toy's throat caressing his cock.

Lazarus was swamped with you sensations and scents. His nostrils burned with the smell of his master's sex. His mouth and throat were full of fleshy but hard cock. His arse was being filled with tail. He could feel every scale and bump as the tail pushed inside. If his head had not been buried in demon crotch, Lazarus might have noticed that the precum leaking out of his cock had black droplets mixed in with it. Suddenly Leviathan gripped his head and pulled him off his cock. There was a wet sucking sound and Lazarus gagged and coughed as the cock left his throat feeling empty. Thick cords of black sex slime stretched from his face and mouth to his master's crotch. "I can't take it... I've got to fuck you." Leviathan panted. He slowly withdrew his tail, which was followed by a small splash of black goo. Leviathan grinned. He gripped Lazarus's cock and squeezed upwards in a milking motion. Black slime dribbled out of the tip. "Look at me, slave." He hissed. Lazarus's eyes locked with his. Leviathan saw that while the iris was still red, the sclera had turned black. The corruption was spreading nicely. Coils squirming, Leviathan released Lazarus's arms and legs. "On your hands and knees." Leviathan instructed. Lazarus did so, rolling over and pushing himself up. Leviathan spread his legs a little wider, letting his cock and balls hang free. "Submit." Lazarus raised his tail up, and then flopped it to one side, leaving himself completely exposed.

Leviathan wrapped his tail around Lazarus's neck, slipping the tail tip into his mouth. Lazarus whined around the tail as it filled his mouth. His scaly scarf tightened and he gasped and gurgled, black slime spraying from his mouth. Leviathan lowered his head and pressed his snout into Lazarus's butt. His long tongue pressed against the sphincter before him and pushed inside with a slurp. Lazarus arched his back and let out a cry that Leviathan strangled, turning it into another slimy gurgle. Leviathan opened his mouth wide and thrust his entire tongue deep inside Lazarus. The smaller snake felt his master's mouth close around him, pressing against his buttocks and engulfing his cock and balls. Leviathan began working his tongue in and out, tongue fucking his pet. Lazarus's cock twitched and throbbed, spilling slippery jets of black precum into Leviathans jaw while his master made lewd and obscene slurping sounds. The feeling of Leviathan's hot, wet, muscular tongue squirming around inside his anus made Lazarus wriggle and writhe. Then, with a long explicit slurp, Leviathan pulled his head back, leaving Lazarus's hole oozing black slime. Licking his lips he paused, panting slightly. "Alright... time for the real fun." He said.

Lazarus was in a state like a waking coma. The constant pleasure, the smells, the sounds... He was beyond trance now. Keenly aware of everything that was happening to him, but unable to consciously act on it. The pleasure in his cock was almost agonising. He could have orgasmed a dozed times by now, but the powerful hypnotic command of his master kept him bottled up. He suckled greedily on the tail in his mouth as the black slime dripped from his muzzle. It pooled in thick puddles on the ground and on Leviathan's coils. Leviathan teasingly removed his tail from Lazarus's mouth. "I want to hear your cries..." Leviathan growled. Lazarus felt the tip of the demon's cock press against his sphincter. He felt his muscles stretch around the invading member as Leviathan pushed forwards. Black slime dripped down Lazarus's legs. He gasped and hissed as he was spread wide, the thick dick filling him completely. It felt like Leviathan would never stop impaling him, but suddenly, with a wet slap, Leviathan was hilted inside Lazarus, his cock buried deep. Lazarus could feel it pulsing and throbbing inside him, every vein, every ridge and every contour. He whimpered as he felt Leviathan's hands on his hips. "When I cum, you will cum too. When you feel my thick, hot, seed filling your bowels, you will cum too. Spill your seed for me. Cum again and again until you are empty. Cum when I cum, slave. Cum when I cum." "Y... yes... master..." "Now then..."

Leviathan drew himself back, his cock sliding slowly out of Lazarus. He let out a shuddering sigh before driving back. Lazarus moaned loudly, his mouth falling open, tongue lolling out. Black slime dripped from his lips as Leviathan settled into a smooth, steady rhythm. His cock glided in and out, lubricated by hours of playing. Lazarus was panting and moaning, grinding back against Leviathan's crotch every time he thrust in. He could feel the cock pressing into his guts as he was fucked. His own cock throbbed so hard the veins were straining against skin. A thin but constant stream of precum oozed from his cock, running down Leviathan's thick coils. Leviathan leaned forwards, wrapping his arms around Lazarus's chest, licking the back of his neck. Lazarus shuddered and moaned at the contact. His body rocked as Leviathan's thrusts slowed, but became more powerful. "Feels good, doesn't it? Being fucked_like the slave you are. This is addictive. You love getting fucked like this. Just the thought of it makes you so hot and horny. You can't resist this addiction. You _need me to fuck you." Leviathan hissed into Lazarus's ear. Lazarus could only gurgle and writhe in response. Leviathan bit the back of his neck, pulling on the skin and raked his claws across his chest.

Lazarus gasped as Leviathan's tail coiled tightly around his over sensitive, drooling dick. It began to squeeze and stroke in downward milking motions. Lazarus gasped and panted, barely able to breathe let alone draw in enough breath to moan. Leviathan sighed into his ear, delighting in the pleasure. "You have no idea how pent up two thousand years of imprisonment can make you." He whispered. Even he was feeling close to release. Lazarus was clamping down hard whenever he pushed back. The constant squeezing and releasing was sending waves of pleasure through Leviathan's entire body. His coils shivered as he thrust into his toy. His cock was throbbing harder now. Lazarus rocked with his thrusts, his back arching away from Leviathan with every plunge. Leviathan grunted and slowly slid his cock out from Lazarus's anus. "Roll over. I want you on your back." Leviathan ordered. Lazarus did so, slipping a little on the bed of coils he was perched on. Leviathan grabbed his ankles and spread his legs. "I'm going to bathe you in cum." He hissed, eyes gleaming. "You want that, don't you?" "Yes... master."

Leviathan smirked and placed Lazarus's legs around his waist. "Hold on." He said. Leaning forwards he slid his cock back inside Lazarus. As he hilted, he kept leaning forwards, lifting Lazarus's lower back off the floor. Placing his hands either side of Lazarus's head, Leviathan leaned down and kissed him, thrusting downwards. Undulating his coils, he began fucking Lazarus down into his coils. The stream of black precum from Lazarus's cock began to fall onto his face and chest, covering him with a slick film of sexual fluids. Leviathan groaned and hissed, his breath steaming in the air. His eyes began to glow and his thrusting became faster. Lazarus's ragged breathing was interrupted with a gurgle every time he was filled with cock. Leviathan let out nothing short of a roar and his entire body tensed. Lazarus felt the cock buried inside him bulge as the first thick rope of hot cum was pumped deep inside him. At that exact moment his hypnotically programmed body allowed him to orgasm. He let out a strangled yell as he finally released his pent up load. His cock let out stream after stream of thick (curiously) white seed. It splattered over his face and chest.

He arched his back, which pressed Leviathan's spasming dick deeper inside. Leviathan leaned back as he pumped his copious load into his toy. Lazarus could feel every sticky jet as it flowed out of his master. Leviathan shuddered and squirmed as he felt his own hot seed engulf his cock. With an obscene noise, cum oozed out of Lazarus's hole. It actually stretched him a little wider such was the volume. It oozed out in a thick river, running over Lazarus's balls, cock, stomach and chest. It also poured down his back, covering Leviathan's coils. Lazarus twitched and gurgled as his body was covered in a thick layer of demon cum. Each ejaculation caused another wave to flood over him. There was a wet pop, and Leviathan pulled his cock free. Lazarus flopped down on to Leviathan's cum slick coils, Leviathan's glistening cock dripping with strings of semen. Leviathan wiped his brow, his breathing was heavy and saliva dribbled down his chin. "My cock needs cleaning, slave." He panted, coiling around Lazarus, who was only able to moan softly. He bound Lazarus in his coils from his feet to his neck, leaving only his head exposed. Lazarus gasped as the thick coils squelched against him. The feeling of the coils pressing against his cum covered body was too much. His cock became hard again, and his vision started to blur. He felt something fleshy press against his lips, and he opened his mouth almost by reflex. The thick demon cock filled his mouth. The scent and taste of the cum was overwhelming. He could feel himself sucking it off the cock and swallowing it. Leviathan tightened his coils and Lazarus broke completely. With his body thickly coated in cum, his slippery dick pressed against his body and the coils. His let out a ragged cry as a second, dry, orgasm hit him. With that, his black eyes rolled back into his head and darkness took him.

Lazarus blinked. He was lying on his back staring up at the moon. Why was he lying on his back? He sat up and looked down at himself. He was completely naked. His scales had also turned completely black. Not just normal black though. It was the kind of blackness that looked like it swallowed light completely. Elegant silver patterns adorned the black scales, running up his arms and down his legs. Lazarus jumped to his feet and tried to look himself over. The patterns ran down over his tail and up his spine. Running down to the lake he stared at his reflection. His eyes were completely black too, save for his irises, which were faintly glowing circles of red. "What happened to me?" He murmured. "I did." Lazarus dropped to his knees, pleasure pulsing through him. He gasped, and everything came rushing back. He moaned as his cock grew hard at just the memory. "Master..." he gasped. "Indeed. I must say your head is a rather interesting place." "You're... in my head?" Lazarus asked. Every word Leviathan spoke sent a dull, aching, ripple of pleasure through his body, starting at his leaking cock. "Oh yes. I can only manifest one day at a particular time of year. But now I have a vessel. You are going to reunite me with my body. Isn't that right... slave?" Lazarus arched his back and moaned, precum dribbling down his shaft. "Yes master!" He cried. "How does it feel? Having your body toyed with? Having your freedom taken from you with only a few words?" "W-wonderful, master!" "I thought so. Now then... We have a long way to go, and I am eager to begin the journey. My release will not have gone... unnoticed. Fortunately you are hardly mortal or 'normal' anymore, so it shouldn't be a problem for my slave."

The pleasure at every word had settled to a faint, but ever present throb in Lazarus's crotch. His cock was dripping a small but steady stream of precum, and seemed to be constantly semi-erect. He supposed he would just have to get used to slippery thighs. "Where am I headed, master?" He asked. "What is now known as the Challenger Deep." "Of course, Master." "Oh, but before we go... Cum, slave." The hypnotic trigger surged through Lazarus and he moaned loudly, doubling over as the cum poured out of him. It wasn't like any orgasm he had ever felt. Waves of heat seemed to radiate through him and the ejaculation was more like he was pissing. The cum flowed out of him in a single stream and ran over his thighs and the pebbly shore of the lake. Panting, Lazarus heard Leviathan chuckle. "Hypnosis is a wonderful thing, isn't it slave?" He laughed. "Y-yes master." Lazarus got to his feet, cum running down his legs. He had control until his master spoke, such was the level and the power of the hypnotic conditioning he had gone through. And yet having his control taken by another, to be programmed and used in this way... Lazarus grinned. He didn't know if it was the brainwashing or his own mind, but he loved it.

Deep below the surface of the pacific, at the deepest known point on the planet's surface, something massive stirred.