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The Lamia Queen	By : touchstone85 Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy II - V Views: 10102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Lamia Queen
- 1
A/N: My first FemDom fic! (cheers)
As you can imagine, it probably won�t be that good, but hey, it�s a start. Like
my other stories, it involves mind control. Yeah I have a thing for that. The
characters are Bartz and a monster called Lamia Queen from FFV. Not sure how
accurate the events are- I haven�t played it in a long while. This story
contains well, sex, snakes, and mind control. If you don�t like, then don�t
read.

�Everyone okay?� Bartz asked as he
sheathed his sword, standing over the decapitated corpse of one of the mummies
that had took them by surprise a few minutes ago. They were in the Desert
Palace, a pyramid where they were
supposed to find one of the legendary tablets that would help them unseal the
legendary weapons back at the Sealed Castle
to aid them in their battle against Exdeath. The trek across the desert had
been a tough one, but the heat was the least of their worries now, as they had
figured out earlier at the entrance to the pyramid when they were attacked by
two stone gargoyles.

It wasn�t like they�d expected things to be easy, Bartz
thought to himself. Since this crazy journey had begun, things had only gotten
more and more complicated. They�d even lost a comrade- Galuf, whose absence was
still felt despite the fact that his granddaughter Krile had joined them to
take his place. And with Lenna missing, trapped in the void with her kingdom,
things have certainly gotten harder for them.

Bartz heard the pained moan even before he turned around to
face the rest of his party members. �Faris!� he shouted with surprise when he
found the woman lying unconscious on the sand-covered floor, with her head in
Krile�s lap. Her clothes were stained with blood, and the gash on her head
looked really bad. If it weren�t for the steady rise and fall of her chest,
Bartz would have assumed the worst.

�She�s unconscious,� Krile told Bartz in a worried tone.
�And we�re out of Phoenix Downs and potions.�

�We�ve got to get her out of here then,� Bartz said plainly.
�The tablet can wait. We�ll head back to Moore,
restock on supplies, and come back here. I didn�t expect the monsters here to
be so tough��

Krile shook her head. �Bartz�I don�t think we should move
her in this condition. It might make the injuries worse!�

�But she needs healing!� Bartz argued. Suddenly he felt a
pang of loss, remembering that Lenna was their group�s White Mage. If only she
were here right now� No, that wasn�t going to help. He needed to think of a
solution, and fast. It was then that he remembered that the glowing circle of protection-
the save point that they had just used earlier was only in the room next door.
�If we carry her next door and set up a tent-

�Rest isn�t going to cut it,� Krile replied tersely. The
firm look on her face now almost mirroring that of her grandfather.

�But it will at least be safe from monsters,� Bartz said.
�Let�s go back there, set up a tent, and you stay here and look after her. I�ll
head back to Moore to get the
healing items, then head back here as soon as I can.�

Upon hearing Bartz�s suggestion, the firm look on the young
girl�s face cracked and was replaced by a look of genuine worry. �Alone?
Bartz-

�We have no choice!� Bartz snapped.

Silence. Bartz looked down and sighed, realizing that
shouting at Krile was probably too harsh. �I can take care of myself,� he said
with a confident smile. �Don�t worry, I�ll run if things get too hairy. I won�t
take any risks.�

Seeing that Krile still looked unconvinced, Bartz knelt down
in front of her and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. �I�m coming back,
alright? Don�t worry so much. I�ll be back before you know it. I promise.�

Krile gave a sigh of defeat. It was hard to argue against
Bartz once he�d made up his mind anyway. Complying, she helped him carry their
fallen comrade back to the save point, and together they set up a tent. Once
that was done, Bartz gave her one last nod before he ran off, back into the
depths of the ruins to retrace his steps back to the exit.

-

Bartz hated sand. Sure, he hated the desert in general. He
hated the heat. He hated sweating. But right now, he hated the sand the most.
With the sandstone floors covered with it, it was hard to run as fast as he
wanted to. And in some rooms, their steps had been overlapped by footsteps of
monsters that roamed the huge pyramid, making it even harder for Bartz to get
his sense of direction right. More than once he found himself walking in
circles, or ending up at a dead end. It didn�t help that the rooms all looked
frustratingly similar. At one point, when he�d reached the same dead end that
he�d arrived at twice before, he lost his patience and shouted with
frustration.

�Damn!� he shouted at the top of his lungs. Faris needed
him. He had to hurry, or else-

�Poor young adventurer. Are you lossssst?�

Upon hearing the feminine, hissing voice coming from behind
him, Bartz reflexively drew his sword and spun around, prepared to fight.

�A lamia,� he muttered under his breath upon seeing
the monster slithering towards him from the hallway. He had encountered lamias
before, a long way back, recognizing it for its breathtakingly beautiful
appearance with the upper torso of a woman but with a long serpentine tail
growing below its navel instead of thighs and feet. But at that time he�d had
Galuf, Lenna and Faris at his side, and they�d made short work of the lamias
before anything bad had happened. This time Bartz was alone, and, as the lamia
came into the light of the room, he noticed that it looked different than the
ones he�d encountered before.

�The Queen of Lamiassss�� the monster
corrected him. And Bartz had to agree. This lamia looked more regal, somehow.
Where the lamias he had previously encountered had blonde hair and red scales
coating their serpentine tails, this one had red hair and a dark brown tail.
Unlike the other lamias who wore nothing at all, this one was adorned with
jewelry and a magnificent golden crown. Her deathly pale skin brought out the
color in her bright red eyes, which seemed to be scanning Bartz from the top to
bottom like a predator eyeing its meal. Bartz�s first instinct would have been
to run then, if it weren�t for the fact that she was blocking the exit.

�It doesn�t matter who or what you are,� Bartz said
defiantly. �You�re in my way, and I�m going to have to cut you down.�

And at that, he lunged forward, yelling a battle cry as he
took a swipe at the Lamia Queen. The monster was faster than he�d expected
though, and managed to recoil back from the strike, evading it completely
before countering with a swipe at his chest with her massive tail. The
counterattack knocked Bartz back, causing him to stagger before losing his
balance completely, toppling over and falling backwards onto the sand.

�I�m not here to fight you, sssssssilly adventurer,�
the Lamia hissed. �If you wanted
to leave all you had to do wasss assskk�and I would have let you pass� I would
even sssshow you the way out if you want��

Bartz stood up slowly, a look of pure disbelief in his eyes.
�What foul trickery is this?� he demanded. There was no way that she could be
offering to help him!

�What�ssss the matter? Don�t you believe me?� the
lamia chuckled menacingly.

Bartz stared at her face for a while, trying to see if she
was lying. Inevitably, he found himself looking into her bright red eyes,
looking for a hint of deception.

�Do I look like I would deceive you?�

He honestly didn�t know, he realized. She looked so sincere,
and yet she was a monster. Bartz wasn�t ready to walk past her and leave his
back exposed. And so he kept on staring, still for some reason waiting for her
eyes to betray her so he could call her bluff and continue the battle.

To a person observing the two of them, it would be apparent
that Bartz was staring straight at her for an unnaturally long time. That, and
the wicked sneer that was forming on the lamia�s face- one that Bartz would
have noticed himself if he wasn�t still staring straight into her eyes.

Suddenly, the lamia started swaying. Softly, just moving her
head and hips in an almost snake-charmer like sort of dance. Only this time, it
wasn�t the snake who was getting charmed. A triumphant look appeared on her
face when she realized that Bartz was starting to sway along with her, in
perfect sync, as though trying his very best to keep his eyes locked on to
hers, not daring to look away. All the while, the Lamia Queen drew closer and
closer, and still Bartz did not stir, transfixed to the very spot, still
swaying in time with the snake.

�That�ssss right�you like watching my eyesss, don�t you?�

At this point, Bartz wasn�t sure what he was looking for in
her eyes anymore. All he could tell was that he did like looking at them, so
much that the room itself seemed to turn red around him, the same color as her
eyes. Her beautiful, beautiful eyes�

�Drop your sssword�.�

Unconsciously, he did so. The thing clattering uselessly at
his feet.

�Now�foolissssh adventurer,�
the lamia whispered softly as they were barely at arm�s length away from each
other. �You�re mine.�

Upon hearing the lamia say �You�re mine�, Bartz suddenly
realized that something was wrong. Unfortunately, before his clouded mind could
even register a protest, the Lamia Queen had made her next move.

�Allure��

A stream of pink hearts surrounded Bartz before exploding
around his head. And before he knew it, his vision had changed from red to
pink, accompanied by a rhythmic throbbing in his head that was his heart rate
increasing in response to the lamia�s spell. For the longest time, he saw
nothing but pink clouds that not only shrouded his vision, but his thoughts as
well. They seeped inside him, whispering to him the absolute truth that he was
in love with the goddess before him. So enrapturing was the experience that he
found himself moaning as the spell flooded him completely, only stopping when
his vision finally cleared, and he found himself staring at the monster- no,
the woman in front of him in a whole new different light. His eyes were glazed
with a slight pinkish hue, betraying the soul inside that had only begun its
descent into slavery.

He fell to his knees, kissing the hand that was offered him.

�Do you know who I am, adventurer?� the lamia asked
him.

�My Queen,� Bartz answered quickly, without a moment�s
hesitation.

�And what isss your name?� she asked.

�B�Bartz,� he stammered, surprised that he was for the first
time, tongue-tied in the face of royalty, considering he spent most of his time
traveling with royalty. But no, his mind told him, Lenna paled in
comparison to this goddess before him.

�Ssstand up, Bartz,� she commanded. He automatically
did as he was told. �Don�t you think it�sss a little hot in here? You�re
ssssweating terribly�perhapsss you should take your clothes off.�

Yes. That sounded like a perfect idea. And before the minute
was over, Bartz found himself standing stark naked before the lamia who was
eyeing him even more hungrily now, staring at his perfectly sculpted body,
glistening with sweat, staring particularly at his half-erect member. It was
already a good seven inches- she licked her lips, knowing that she could get
more out of him before the hour was over.

�Now�.sstand sstill Bartz�I�ve got a presssent for you��

And so he did. Swaying only once before the lamia went
around him, wrapping him tenderly in her coils until his entire lower torso was
covered, and his hands were bound tightly at his sides. Never once did he
protest, loving the feel of his Queen�s scales on his naked skin. Besides, his
mind reminded him, when a Queen commands, a slave obeys.

�Ssssafe and warrmm�� she whispered in his ears.

�Sssafe�warm�� he found himself muttering, repeating after
her. The scent of her skin made his mind swim, it took every ounce of self
restraint from him to not immediately start worshipping her perfect body.
Licking and kissing her from head to toe�

That self restraint almost vanished entirely when he found
himself facing her supple breasts, aligned perfectly with his face as she
caressed his hair softly.

�Drink�Barrrtzz� drink from me��

Overwhelmed with happiness, Bartz didn�t need to be told
twice. He eagerly took her left nipple into his mouth, taking as much as he
could in before he started suckling from it, softly at first, but as his Queen
pressed his face forcefully even more into her breasts, urging him on, he lost
all inhibitions and drank greedily from her, lapping up her milk in rhythmic doses
as heaven flooded his mouth.

�Yesss�Good�� she whispered as she caressed the back
of his head tenderly. Within her coils, she could already feel his member
coming to full attention, but that would have to wait. �You love the taste
of my milk, Bartzz�you will never want anything elsssse ever again��

Bartz was lost now, too caught up in suckling from her
breasts to respond to her. And yet the words still drilled into his mind,
becoming his new truths.

�With every gulp you take into your mouth, you will find
it harder and harder to think for yourssself, you will not ssstop until every
ounce of your free will hasss vanished�.but don�t worry, my little pet. From
now on I will do the thinking for you��

With the effects of the allure spell fading off, Bartz�s
mind made its last feeble attempts to save itself. But try as he might, he
could not stop himself from drinking.

�No�.*gulp* musn�t let this *gulp* happen�must break free
*gulp*�Faris�*gulp* Krile�*gulp*�Exdeath�*gulp* wh�*gulp*�so
hard *gulp* to think� *gulp*�.can�t let her�*gulp* can�t let her�*gulp*� mmm
yessss�*gulp*��

It felt so right to surrender, after all. Not having to
think anymore was her gift to him. Never anymore would he have to worry about
the fate of the world, or the decisions he had to make as a party leader.
Yes�for now all he had to do was drink�

By the time he stopped drinking, his mind was no longer
capable of forming its own thoughts. There was only her now in his world. She
had filled him completely.

The Lamia Queen looked down triumphantly at her latest
conquest, pulling his head back so that she could see the glazed look in his
eyes.

�You are mine, Bartz�� she whispered before she plundered
his mouth, her tongue savoring the taste of his saliva as he went limp in her
arms, submitting to her will as he mind echoed, �I am yours�� He
was a puppet wrapped in her coils. He had never felt so dominated, so
controlled before�and it felt so right�

When the kiss ended, the lamia released him from her coils,
and he stumbled directly into her arms. Smiling seductively, she laid him down
face up on the floor before she wrapped around his legs, towering above him.
His eyes traveled down to a spot not too far beneath her navel, somewhere on
her scales, a small opening which was dripping with her womanly juices. Her
scent overpowered him, and he moaned in ecstasy as she lowered herself onto his
eagerly awaiting member, dripping with precum.

She rode him without mercy, her fingernails digging into his
shoulders, drawing blood. But the pain didn�t register. There was only the
delicious warmth surrounding his cock, the sound of flesh and scales rasping
together rhythmically, and the pleasures that only his Queen could give him.
The ecstasy was agonizing, but he gladly endured it he could not, would
not come until his Queen allowed him to.

After what felt like forever, she finally whispered huskily
to him, �And now, my slave, come forth in the name of your Queen. Give me your
seed.�

And he gladly did, His hips bucking with the most powerful
orgasm that he�d ever experienced, filling her womb and covering her eggs with
his sperm. He shouted at the top of his lungs, loving the experience all the
more because his Queen was moaning her approval.

Once it was over, he found himself lying in her embrace,
helpless, limp, exhausted, both their bodies glistening with sweat.

�Sssssleeep�.my little pet. You have done well�we have
one lassst matter to attend to before I go after your friendssss��

-

When he woke up, he found himself standing in a different
room altogether. Unlike the rest of the palace, there was much less sand and
much more gold, treasures scattering the floors of the regal chamber. There
were mummies standing guard at the door, though they seemed to have no
intention of harming him. There was a bed not too far from where he was
standing, and lying on it was his Queen, smiling seductively at him.

�Now�pet�the it�sssss time for your final commitment to
me�Turn to your right�� she commanded.

He obediently did so and saw his own reflection in a huge
mirror. He was still naked, but little did he know that he wouldn�t be for
long.

�You probably never figured out that the mummies you�ve
been cruelly dispatching were all my petsss�� his Queen said plainly. It
filled him with an instant pang of regret. If he had only known�

�They were all warriors too, like you. And like you, they
all desssperately love me� Now, Bartz�you will become one of them...you will be
my perssssonal bodyguard and lover, giving me your sssseeed whenever I demand
it��

His attention completely focused on his Queen, Bartz never
noticed the long rolls of white cloth that had materialized at his feet.

�But I have no need for your identity�.your memorieess�and neither do you�look at your reflection, my
pet.�

He did. Watching as the cloth started to wrap around his
feet as if being moved by invisible hands.

�Once I have completely wrapped you up�your identity will
dissolve. You will become just another one of my petssss...with no memories of
your passst life��

Had he been able to form his own thoughts at this point, he
would have probably not wanted this to happen. But since even that was stripped
of him, all he could do now was watch and wait patiently as the cloth wrapped
around his sculpted body tightly, missing no inch of his bare skin. The further
up it went, the more Bartz�s memories faded away into nothingness, solidifying
his future as a mindless soldier and sex slave for his Queen.

By the end of the hour, went the cloth had finally wrapped
around him completely, Bartz had ceased to exist. The Queen watched on as the
other two mummies who had been standing guard at the door walked up towards
what was once Bartz and adorned his body with gold anklets and bracelets. The
Queen would be able to magically make the cloth that cocooned his body
disappear and reappear at her own will now, doing so only when she wanted have
sex with him. For now though, the pet was content to lie patiently on the bed
in his Queen�s arms. Forever a slave to her desires.

A/N: Yeah it�s probably obvious I have a thing for
mummies, too. -_- Read and review please. Oh, and I�d like to thank
ricobanderas for inspiring me to try this out. If you liked this, check out his
stuff. He�s been doing it a lot longer than I have.
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