The Serpent's Lair
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|- Konstricta's Lair
|- The Early Years
|- The Jungle Book - Revisited
The Jungle Book revolves around Mowgli and his adventures. However, what do the other characters do when he is not around?
Kaa was lying on a large rock, sunning himself. The day was still young, and his body was not yet warm enough to be fully ready. He watched, disinterested, as other animals went past, avoiding the great rock python. There was a pack of wolves; he knew Akela, the leader. Soon after came the panther, Bagheera, and the bear, Baloo, with the little boy, Mowgli. He would love to take Mowgli, to crush him in his coils, and then eat him. However, he knew he couldn't without facing the wrath of the other jungle creatures.
Behind the boy, hiding in the grass, was Shere Khan, the tiger. Kaa could see him stalking Mowgli, his eye catching what the bear and panther's could not. "Always going for the man-cub, I see," Kaa said to the tiger. "He is human, and so I will kill him," Shere Khan replied. Kaa could see the hatred in his eyes.
Soon Kaa was warmed. He had not eaten for over a month, and was hungry. He decided that he would go for his favourite prey, humans. The human village was nearby, and they could always be picked off with relative ease, especially the weaker females. Kaa set off towards the village.
Kaa stopped near to the village. He lay in the long grass, his body hidden. The fields surrounding the village were full of women, tending the crops. One woman was on her own, working on a seperate part of the field. Kaa decided that she would be his prey. She was a young woman, perhaps only 18 or 19. Like all the others, she was naked in the heat, and was well tanned by the many hours spent working under the hot sun.
Kaa slowly approached her. He slid through the grass next to the field, practically undetectable to anyone who did not know he was there. Soon he was level with her. She was a few yards into the field, bent over the ground, planting seeds. He lay still for a while, waiting for the woman to come closer.
She moved from row to row, and eventually was on the last row of the field, not more than a couple of feet from where Kaa was lying. With only a little left, she stood up and wiped the sweat of her. Kaa now had a clear view of her. She was about five and a half feet tall, with dark hair. She had quite a pretty face, and well formed breasts.
She bent back down, to finish her planting. Kaa chose that moment to strike. He shot forwards, and knocked her onto the ground. He quickly wound his head round her, once, then again, and held her with his two coils. Kaa then slowly dragged himself, and the woman back into the jungle.
Once out of the field, Kaa moved another couple of his huge coils round the woman. He started to constrict her. Slowly, he tightened himself round her. The coils crushed her, but slowly, each constriction just a tiny fraction tighter than the previous. Every time the woman let her breath out, Kaa crushed her a little more.
The slow crushing continued. Kaa could feel her struggling under him, trying to break free of the coils. This struggling pleased him, his sadistic feelings towards his prey well revealed. He decided that he would play with this one, and not just eat her straight away.
Kaa continued to tighten. He could hear the woman gasping in pain, struggling to draw every breath. When he was as tight as he knew he could be without killing the woman, he stopped constricting. He lay still, loving the feel of the woman squirming in his grasp. Her breasts rubbed against him, her vagina was buried deep within his coils, her hands trapped helplessly at her side.
Each time the woman moved Kaa enjoyed it more. He liked to make all his prey suffer in his coils, and humans were his favourite, especially the women. He loved the way their frail bodies could be bent and moulded at his will, the way that they were so week and powerless under him. This woman especially was helpless, her body not bigger than any of Kaa's great coils, the bands of immovable, unchangeable muscle round her.
As the woman writhed under him Kaa forgot that she was to be his meal. She was much better as a toy, to bring him pleasure. Her naked body was just as good against his skin as in his stomach. The feel of her fingers, trying in vain to dig into his scales, was massaging his huge muscles. The warmness of her breasts against him was pleasant, and even more so as she moved them with her pathetic escape.
Kaa lay there, letting the woman suffer as much as she could. When she lay still, out of desperation rather than a lack of breath, Kaa started to tighten on her again. She started to struggle. As Kaa tightened, her strugglings grew less. Kaa could tell that by now she was nearly unconscious, and was ready to be eaten.
Kaa waited until she was still, but just alive, and removed his uppermost coil. Her lungs were still clamped tight, and it had little effect on her. He moved his enormous head over hers, and opened his mouth. Swiftly, his jaws were over her, her whole head in his mouth. Kaa could feel that she was still conscious through this.
Kaa swallowed, pulling her head down. Now her breasts were under his teeth. He relaxed his next coil, and let air into her lungs. Quickly, he bit down onto her breasts, piercing them. The woman screamed under the pain, drawing in the foul air from inside him. He enjoyed hearing the sound from her, enjoyed knowing he was hurting her. Then, another swallow and the breasts were into his mouth.
He took off his third coil. Now the woman was held only by his mouth over her breasts, and one coil over her legs. He swallowed again, and brought her hips into his mouth. He knew from experience that this was where he could cause the woman the most pain, and bring himself the most pleasure. He slid his tounge into her vagina, and gently closed his teeth over her. Kaa expertedly flicked his tounge around in her vagina, quickly making her aroused. She squirmed in pleasure, each squirm of hers bringing pleasure to Kaa. When Kaa could taste that she had come, he removed his tounge and bit hard.
The sudden change, from pleasure to pain, made the woman start to thrash wildly. He felt her hands, one in his throat, one in his mouth. The movement on his throat muscles was a unique, and good, feeling. He swallowed again, pulling her further down. He removed his last coil, and brought her feet into his mouth. He then kept her in that position, knowing his digestive acids would be slowly burning away at her skin, bringing her more and more pain.
At last he felt the woman lose consciousness in the airless environment of his throat. He slid off, back to his rock to digest the last of her, another good meal, and a good toy.
By Konstricta