A therapeutic experience (Razgriz x Ironic)

"Greetings, customer. We would like to cordially gift you a free session with one of our talented massage therapists. Come experience the wonders as we make all that stress of life practically melt away. Here at the House of Venus, we're not satisfied until you are."

That was the letter that Daniel 'Danny' Stuard received, out of the blue. He never filled out a survey, never got a telemarketing call, never had any inkling of this place. It was only when he showed the letter to some of his friends that he learned what it was and that it was a legitimate offer. And the things they had to say...Well, they successfully convinced him to go there.

"Prepare to have your mind blown" he muttered, unable to help but snort as he approached the establishment; that was what his friends said to him. Of course, the five-foot-nine, bald-headed, blue-eyed male would just have to see how 'mind-blowing' this really was. There was the sign about the entrance, reading in bright gold lettering "House of Venus" on a black background with the sub-caption "An experience that's out of this world". Danny pinched the bridge of his nose at that; they really had to use that tired-ass line? But then, he was a marketing executive whose job was to design advertising campaigns for the software company he worked at. A career that entailed many a sleepless night and because he was one of their best, often had his supers breathing down his neck. And it was partly due to this that he was convinced to go in, to help take the stress off.

He felt like it couldn't hurt; his latest project had his body all tensed up. He had to try to design a platform for a new campaign to pitch to consumers, something that would catch their eye. But he couldn't do that because their competitors were getting very good at hiding what they were doing. Not only that, but some of the new-hires came on recently and were still struggling to learn their job responsibilities. It also didn't help that he'd recently gotten back after nearly thirty-two hours of total time in the air, having to travel to Sydney out of LAX to attend a three-day seminar.

Pushing through the glass double doors, the handle being a gold-painted heart, he soon found himself in the waiting room: It was fairly plain, the walls a comforting shade of yellow to play up the whole Venus factor. But then there was a statue of Venus - or Aphrodite, if you went by the Greeks - in the middle. Plush chairs lined the wall, allowing plenty of walking space between.

While he was lost in thought, he heard "You must be Mr. Stuard" in a professional yet oddly playful tone. He turned his head to see something he would never have expected.

The House of Venus, an experience that’s out of this world.

New guests may ponder at the over used catchphrase, not entirely thinking on it for too long. Just something to use to fit in with the otherworldly planet in the name, right? Well, assuredly many will be taken aback once their eyes cast over the employees, ranging in many forms of half-beasts. Hikari Sora, the receptionist that was currently greeting Mr. Stuard did not cease to fit into this group as well. Her breed was known to be called a Neko, half human and half feline. Definitely a beauty and a rarity here on Earth. Black dress pants hung against her long slender legs, a white blouse with haphazard ruffles hugged her curvaceous torso. Black high heels and a gold necklace fitting around her neck to top off her look for the day.

“You must be Mr. Stuard.” She purred out, holding a hardboard clipboard with an assortment of paperwork clasped precisely in the metallic clip. “Please, come with me. I will give you a tour of our spa.” Ignoring his unpleasant gape, she stood until he rose from his feet to shadow her. With a firm and affirmative nod, she pivoted her heels to turn around to face the door. Her long and furry white tail stood erect, hugging close to her back in a slight curl as she began to pace herself down the hallway.

“Down this hall is where the massage rooms are located. You will be residing in room 14 after the mini tour.” Her blizzard white hair bounced as her hips moved from side-to-side, smelling of berries that seemed to be freshly handpicked for feasting. Making a sharp left turn down the hallway, it continued furthermore. The construction of this facility seemed to be one large square.

Though on this hall walls were replaced by a thick sheet of glass, inside being pools of warm water, resembling a hot spring that are famous over in Japan. Replicas of a mossy forest area would scatter inside, props of frogs and turtles dispersed randomly in the area. “And here is the hot spring baths, including a mud bath in the back. This is what our guests favor the most here, I wouldn’t blame them. Maybe next time you can try it out.” Twisting her head over her shoulder to face him, she would give him a warm smile, still spirited with life.

Another sharp left turn, replacing the glass doors with walls, a soft lilac purple hue painted professionally with scattered flowers. Another set of rooms with closed doors. “Tanning and red light therapy. The typical works.” One last left turn. Everything was the same, more scattered rooms, but blue would be the main color down this hallway. “And this is waxing. When we make another left, we will be down the massage hallway again.” She began to walk back down the aisle, stopping at his room.

“When you go in, there will be a white cushioned bed for you to lay down face first. On top of the bed will be a white robe for you to cover yourself with. For best results, we ask for you to be nude and only draping the robe over yourself.” Hikari’s expression wasn’t fazed by the word ‘nude’, where to new members it would be shocking.

“Your message specialist will be in shortly after given enough time for you to prepare yourself. Any questions before I depart?”

He was stunned into silence when he saw who the receptionist was. The ears on her head seemed like they should have been a giveaway, but what really got him was the eyes: Wide golden hues with slits for pupils. Definitely not human, he thought. He'd seen a couple of 'half-beasts' walking around his neighborhood as of late, but they usually kept to themselves. Not only that, but they rarely seemed to give anyone the chance to talk to them up close.

He'd heard rumors that they were all ugly monsters, many of the people around him convinced that they would destroy humanity. But seeing her, especially with her professional attitude...Well, it was a change. But what really got him was the tail; long and fluffy looking, the end seemed to twitch ever so slightly as she walked. He said not a word as he was led through the different branches of the resort, only trying to wrap his head around what he saw. Each room he passed he saw different - what he would call 'breeds' - of these half-beasts working on other half-beasts as well as humans. It wasn't all that busy either...Did this place recently open or something?

It wasn't like he was put off by the fact that half-beasts worked here; rather, he was surprised they were operating something like this in broad daylight. It was so huge too! They must have had some serious financial backing to get this place running. They were usually more secretive, but maybe this was an effort to help bring them together? Half-beasts and humans? Come to think of it, this particular one seemed like she was only wearing a costume.

When she stopped and asked if there was anything, he had to gather himself a moment, especially after her 'request'. Were there any question, oh more than he wanted to ask. He reasoned it was better to stick to the basics...

"Yeah, I have a couple..."

"Why do I have to be nude? What is this place exactly? And are all the other workers here...well, like you?"

That last one wasn't meant to be offensive, but he realized the potential for it to be misconstrued and added, "No offense...Really more just curious than anything."

Hikari cocked a slight brow to the man who appeared quite bewildered – she had encountered many of these reactions. He was not the first and most certainly will not be the last. Sighing out a puff of air, she took her index finger and thumb and pinched the bridge of her nose. It would seem as if she was annoyed by his observation, but gently put her hand back on the clipboard.

“No offence taken.” Was her response before she decided to answer his inquires. “It is quite hard for species like myself to get a job in a society that is so… criticizing. The owner of The House of Venus is actually a hybrid as well, and he too knew the struggles of fitting in. So, he decided to hire in half-beasts and make a spa.”

She paused, letting it sit in the air for him to absorb before further on continuing. “This place is where you relax and allow us take care of you and for you to not fear our kind. With our hands that touch you so gently, we ensure that your satisfaction is greatly ours as well. We too also hope to persuade you and change your mind on how you look at us.”

Leaning inwards, Hikari opened the door to his room, showcasing that there was no harm inside of there. “I know being nude is something personal for humans, but we also run things differently here too… For payment, it is sexual acts. Lucky for you, you have a free pass, so no dirty work is needed, unless you want to give a ‘tip?’” She couldn’t help but wink at him.

Clicking her heels beneath her, she twisted around to dismiss herself, not bothering to stay longer for any more questions. Raising up her hand, she waved him farewell, along with adding, “We hope you have an out of this world experience. I will see you when you get done…”

Well, that made sense, at least. He wasn't going to complain about there being discrimination in hiring; many humans saw half-beasts as a threat, mostly due to their alien appearance. But honestly? Danny didn't have enough experience with them to say one way or the other. He'd only heard stories about how encounters with them went, and many of them - as expected - were less than flattering.

However, his jaw practically dropped again when she told why he was to be nude with only the robe to cover him: Sex?! The patrons paid with sex? What if they didn't want to pay like that? What the hell was wrong with cash?

However, before he could protest, she waved goodbye to him and left the man to deal with the situation. Running a hand over his face, he contemplated just bolting and saying 'Screw this'. But still...Would it really hurt to give this place a try? If she was honest about the sex thing, then there was no reason to think she would be lying that he didn't have to screw the masseuse, right?

With that in mind, he was ready in the bed, his face lying through a hole that allowed him to easily breathe. He didn't get why he had to wear the robe; he imagined it would get in the way of the masseuse's hands or something like that. Regardless, he tried to steady himself and just waited for whoever it was to come in. He would be lying if he said he wasn't anxious, though...Really, he just wanted this over with.

“Your customer is ready for your services, Kaira.” Hikari popped into the room nonchalantly, crossing off something on the paper that she wielded in her grip. Rising up from her coiled tail that acted as a chair, she began to slither off to room 14. Despite there being many beast-like employees, many would say Kaira to be the most…. Unique.

A thick cyan scaled tail that progressively thinned out towards the end slinked in the hallways. Crimson eyes with tiny black slits in the middle scanned the environment around her. Horns protruded from her head, tan in color but gradually faded into a different shade of blue. Muddy white hair laid flatly against her shoulders and back, the ends brushing up against the small in her back. Her breasts seemed too large for her small size, but to her species it was believed to be goddess-like material.

Kaira herself wasn’t shy, always happy and outgoing. You could say she definitely lived life to the fullest, and loved her job here at The House of Venus. For years she had grown interested in massaging, making others feel relaxed and calm, and from there on out she decided to become a masseuse. It was a decision she never regretted, regardless of some startled faces and rude comments. She embraced who she was, and that was that.

Approaching the door that her customer resided in, gently she gave three firm nocks before entering into the room, smiling humbly. “Hello, Mr. Stuard. My name is Kaira and I will be taking care of you today.” Gliding over towards his left side, she placed two stable hands on his shoulders. Tugging at it, she helped unfasted his arms in the sleeves, only pushing it down before it showed his rear. “I can tell you are new here, you’re very tensed…” She observed, eyeing the piece of art she had to work with for half an hour.

Reaching over on the counter with various lotions and oils, she grabbed at a soothing oil that smelled of lilacs. “This will be a bit cold when I place this on your back, so do not be alarmed…” Her voice was dripping with honey, so sweet and caring. Pouring a generous amount of the oil on her right palm, she closed the lid and placed it back to its rightful place. Gliding that said hand on his back, she began to incorporate her other hand, massaging in circular slow motions.

…But, something else came into the picture. A third hand? No, it was her tail, following the slow pace of her hands to ensure the most rejuvenate experience.

Danny just waited...

And waited...

And waited...

"Are they trying to make me anxious on purpose? That's an awesome strategy, but I don't particularly care for it at the moment" he muttered mentally. And then he practically jumped when he heard a woman's voice speak. "About time she got here" he said, tensing up as he felt the robe covering his back be peeled away, the warm air caressing his now-exposed butt and back.

"Doesn't help that you're mentioning it, to be honest" he muttered; he was trying to relax, but the stress of work combined with the fact that his masseuse was a half-beast that he knew nothing about made it difficult to. He let out a "whhooofff" from a sudden intake of air and shivered as she applied what felt like cold syrup - an oil, no doubt - to his skin. Something that made his body harden for a moment before he exhaled that held breath. "You weren't kidding, eh-ehe..." he tried to joke.

Still, her hands were quite good; they were soft and experienced. What someone would expect with a professionally employed massage expert. However, his body tensed up right away when he felt a third...something rest in the middle of his back. It was cold and slick, and despite its feather touch he could feel that it was heavier than her hands. He knew she was likely a half-beast, but what was she?

The slight twitch in clenching back up was apparent under her palms and tail, and she would crack a smile. It was obvious he felt conflicted with the foreign object that was rubbing his body. Always it had made her chuckle; never getting old. Her fingertips brushed up from the slight arch in his back all the way up towards his shoulders, using her thumbs to make small and steady circular motions to stimulate the muscles underneath.

Kaira would not tell him anymore of what she was, wanting to see his expression once she is revealed to his eyes. She already had plans in store if something were to not go as planned.

“Wow. You need to relax more, there’s nothing to be afraid of.” Removing all of the robe off, she feasted her eyes on the piece of flesh she would work her charms on. Taking the same oil, she smoothed the syrup like liquid over his legs and began to knead her hands into his flesh. She worked it at the skin gingerly, like a kitten nursing its mother for delicious milk.

She did not need for him to tell her if it felt enjoyable or not. Just the way his muscles loosened up or tensed up told a story no mouth could. Silent sounds of the speakers above would reverberate from their ears. Flutes, harps, a beautiful arrangement of different types of instruments harmonized together, creating a soothing and comforting atmosphere.

He was trying to relax, truly he was; still, that smooth "thing" on his back was doing very little to settle his nerves. "Doesn't help that I don't know who you are...Or what it is you're doing exactly" he thought to himself, a little annoyed that she expected a human to just be okay with a half-beast touching them for the first time.

He didn't have anything against them, per se...But he didn't really know anything about them either. And the years of being a marketing executive had him be bold when necessary, but more often than not erring on the side of caution.

Taking a deep, steadying breath Danny began to loosen up; the music certainly helped, as did her very precise knowledge of the human body. Each knead of his muscle had the tension start to drop away, barely returning whenever she would add more oil on him. "Be careful...I might slide off the table" he then tried to joke; it was probably one that she'd heard a thousand times, but he felt like just saying...something.

"I can tell you're a bit of a jokester." Laughing slightly to his overused comment, her hands stayed precise on her work. Still yet, he was tensed in various amounts of places, and it was her goal to relieve him from all of the built up tension. She could only imagine what he was going through to cause him to be this way. Hopefully this helped, or at least took his mind off of it for a brief moment.

"Is there anywhere in general you wished for me to massage? If it makes you feel better we can chat a bit. You're still quite tensed. Maybe it's because I am a hybrid?" She's dealt with customers in the past who was uncomfortable with her being... different. Playing dumb, she knew well why he felt so awkward. Maybe having him open up a bit would help him, it was worth a shot, right?

Moving her hands back upwards, she glided them against the back of his thighs, drifting against his cheeks and down the middle of his back, all the way up until she gripped both shoulders. Digging her fingers in, she rubbed intensively, working those knots out tenderly, but since he was so tensed it would hurt just for a quick second.

"Humor never hurts" Danny replied, letting his body melt in her delicate but determined embrace. He wanted to trust her, really he did...But being a skittish person in nature to begin with, it did not help him that he was being tended to by something not fully human. Was she dangerous? Not from what he'd seen so far.

"No...Nowhere in particular...." he then added as a response to her first question; though he froze again when she bluntly asked if his tension was caused by her being a hybrid.

And he let out kind of a muted 'squeak' as her fingers drifted against his buttcheeks; he could have sworn he felt them linger there, but he was more than likely imagining things. Though he then felt a soft pain roll through his upper back, instantly fading as her skilled digits worked his 'knotted' muscles.

Getting himself the ability to calm down, he finally said, "Please don't take this the wrong way...I'm sure you're a lovely person. But I've never really had any encounters with a hybrid before. It's all very new to me, especially now that you're rubbing me down and all." In a way...He did feel better. Danny just hoped she would understand what he was trying to say...Else he might find himself in great trouble.

It was hard to hold in the chuckle she had been saving, and natural let it loose. "No offense taken, dear." Was all she said in response before moving her hands down to his shoulder blades. The "third hand" would be felt against his legs, the end of her tail almost tickling his skin as it glided up and down his calves.

Thinking briefly, she then added, "Would it help to ease you if I showed you how I looked?" Kaira's red eyes flickered against his body, drifting up towards the back of his head as if he could look back into her eyes as she spoke to him. "It might help, it might not, but it's worth a shot, right?" Both palms would grip roughly at his buttcheeks, giving them a firm squeeze before kneading the jiggling mounds of flesh.

"If that doesn't work I have an alternative..." Licking her lips playfully, she would continue to massage the muscle of his two cheeks, but would move back up, rubbing each of his forearms, coating them in the oil that still lingers on her hands from his body.

Even if she forgave him for his forwardness, he still couldn't help feeling like she was punishing him a little by using that strange third appendage. Did she have some sort of set of tentacles or something? No, it was smooth, but it felt...rough...to be something like that. But then, he didn't really know what a tentacle would feel like.

"I think...maybe it would be best if I just laid here and tried to relax. My boss always tells me it's mental; being here, having you do this is already helping a lot. Rather not ruin it by potentially freaking out" he then told her; true, there was some curiosity he had about wanting to see her. He then gave a little squeak as she grabbed his ass in a rather 'non-masseuse' way, then starting to massage the globes.

The oil was very warm now, having warmed up from her constant rubbing and having absorbed his body heat. He was more relaxed now than when he first came in, but knots of muscle still persisted in his body. "I...I'll just leave it to you." he then informed her, unknowing of what she might do to help relieve his tension.

"No, I think it would be best if I showed you what I looked like. It's easy to tell you're quite curious about this third appendage you've been feeling for a while now." A purr came from her throat, almost abusing this fear that he had of her. He was different, even though she dealt with so many customers a day. There was just something about him that intrigued her. So innocent, naive about what was happening.

Her hands that were gripping his forearms turned into a tighter grasp. "I can feel it in your muscle, and I can detect it with your thermal radiation, and right now you're pretty flustered with what's happening." Slowly Kaira would take her left hand off from his forearm and down to his left calve, flipping him around to become bare in front of her piercing red irises with small black crescents as pupils.

Taking her hands, she parted them, flailing them outwards to showcase herself to his curious eyes. "Here I am in the flesh. I am part human and snake. A Lamia." Slightly her fangs poked through to become visible, but it was not poison she choose to fill the glands. It would be something to help him simmer down more. But the side effects would be... different.

"Not curious enough" Danny muttered, just wanting to get this over with. He was starting to wonder if coming here was a mistake, especially if she was going to be this pushy.

He winced a little as she tightened her grip and began to flip him over, his voice raising "H...hey, I said I didn't want to!" But it was too late, and now he laid on his back, the towel now draped in front of his shame but leaving him otherwise naked. And what he saw scared him like nothing else before.

He thought he was going to have a damn heart attack; he could feel it seize in fear as his blood rushed to fuel the flight or fight instinct within all humankind. His eyes took in every horrific detail, amplifying the anxiety he felt many times over; the pheromones of fear washed off him in waves, like a bad stink on a hot day to a Lamia like her. She would 'see' the heat surge to his limbs, the body preparing the muscles and flooding his systems with copious amounts of adrenaline and corticosteroids.

His mouth hung agape, his voice caught in his throat as he tried to form words; his knuckles blanched as he gripped the sheets of the massage chair like a crutch. His mind screamed at him to run, charge past her or into her, and not look back even for a second. But with her enormous lower bulk blocking the only exit, he knew he was stuck. "Y, y, yo..." he stammered, unable to speak even a single coherent sentence. He'd had a REALLY bad experience with snakes when he was younger. Something that permanently seated the phobia so deep within his conscience that getting rid of it would be nothing short of a miracle.

This fear that he had only made Kaira smile, showing her pearly whites in satisfaction. It was beautiful, the stammering in his vocal cords made her cringe with contentment. “Don’t be scared of me silly… I am only here to try and make you feel better. I can see you do not like the snake in me, let me persuade your mind to think otherwise?” Slithering uncomfortably close to him, her hands would drape around his shoulders, her touch rather caring than the apparent provocative tone she had on the tip of her tongue.

Opening her mouth wide for him to see, those needle-like fangs would show their full length other than the prickly tips. They would drip with a light purple venom that would drizzle down the center of her oversized bosoms. Not giving him enough time for his faltering and lethargic body to react to the new information, her fangs would sink in deeply on the right side of his exposed neck. The scene would play out like a bad vampire movie, Kaira holding her victim close as her parotid glands would become a void, emptying all the venom it had held inside.

It wouldn’t take long for her zootoxin – with no life-threatening effects – to take effect of her pray. The enzymes within said zootoxin would speed up the process that would normally take around an hour to fulfill, and she would stand back and watch in pure delight as he would register what had just happened.

“It’s okay… Let this happen… I promise I won’t hurt you any further. Nothing but enjoyment here on out.”

Danny couldn't even hear what she was saying; the blood rushing through him made it sound like a hurricane was blowing by his ear. He wanted his body to react, to do something besides make himself an easy target for this snake-woman, this Lamia as she called herself. It didn't help as she approached him, despite the tenderness of her embrace, his fear was making his body go mad with anxiety. His poor heart felt like it was going to burst through his chest, it was pounding so hard.

It didn't help at all when she revealed her fangs, the thin violet liquid beading at the pointed tip of the hardened appendage. "This is it, I'm going to die...I'm dead, I'm dead, I'm dead" he shouted in the safety of his mind, and let out a strangled yell when her fangs sunk into his jugular. He could feel the warmth of her poison flooding him, racing through his veins and into every inch of his body. And as she pulled out, her saliva acting as a healing agent over the holes, he closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable.

And waited...

And waited...

And waited...

Little did he realize how Lamia venom actually worked, and that only in extreme circumstances or when hunting food did it actually kill. The thundering in his chest began to quiet, the massive surge of endorphins and adrenaline falling away to calm his body. His pupils slowly contracted to normal size, his breathing evening out as the adrenaline high wore off. And before long, he was relatively calm again...And not dead.

"H...huh?" he muttered, looking over himself a little before turning his attention to her. "I...I don't get it...You're not going to kill me? What did you just inject me with?" Danny asked Kaira, the edge long gone from his voice.

"I told you, I won't hurt you. I want you to see the good that I can bring to you. I cant make you feel good..." Taking her hand softly she stroked his cheek, tenderly and full of love and care. Her eyes gazed at him sincerely, wanting to grant him every wish that she had ever had.

Snickering at his comment on killing him, she would begin to shake her head from left to right. "No, sweetie. I injected you with a venom that would relax you and calm all of the nerves you've been having." Giving his shoulder a tight squeeze, she could already tell the effects of it was kicking in quite nicely. "See? You're already relaxed. Isn't this fun?"

Her eyes danced against his body, taking in every detail and smiling from ear-to-ear. "You got it cut out for yourself, I do admit. Mind if I help you in more ways than one?" Without waiting for a response from him, her hand would linger down towards his manhood, gripping it rudely as her fingers began to massage into the soft skin. Soon he would be hard from her, and that was her main goal right now whether he objected or not. It didn't matter. "Now, be a good boy and let Kaira take care of you..."

So she did inject me with venom, thought Danny. But if what she was telling him was true, her venom could relax people? How did that even work? He really had no knowledge of biochemistry, so he could only fathom to a very shallow degree about how that was possible. He supposed he was glad that he wasn't dead, nor that he was going to be any time soon.

He could see her eyes looking over him, like she was sizing him up...But for what? A thought went through that she was just trying to lull him into a false sense of security so that she could eat him. But even still, he was feeling...safe...with her close by. He was still nervous, but it was more of a 'shy' nervous than anything.

He wanted to know what she meant by 'more ways than one', butr intentions became a little bit clearer as she gripped his privates, her slender fingers. He wasn't exactly 'gifted' down there, closer to average in terms of size...And now that he was thinking about it, he was told they were paid in sex. "But...My voucher...This really isn't necessary, is it?" he muttered, the effects of her venom keeping him calm but his heart slowly starting to beat a little faster.

"Your voucher says no payment, you are correct, but this is my payment from me to you. I want to make sure your first experience here is one to remember, coming back for more... especially from me. Don't forget my name, Kaira. Don't wear it out... if you get what I mean." With each pause she left the words hang in the air for him to decide what she meant. Her "sweet talking" was just something she was use to doing, in fact, she wasn't even aware that she was acting so... sinister. It was in her nature.

Steadily her hand stayed gripping at his manhood, letting him soak up what was happening before her hand would trail upwards. If time could kill this would be the moment - slow and agonizing, making you want her hand to move faster. Kaira's eyes would stay attached to his face, not wanting to miss a precious moment as this was his first time being pleased by someone so unusual. Finally, her palm covered over the mushroom tipped head, her thumb massaging over the tiny hole on the tippy-top. "How does this feel? Does it make you want me to put my mouth over it?"

Instead, she waited for his reply, taking her free hand to fondle the two little balls inside the sack that dangled beneath his length. They were soft and moved around very easily in her palm, almost like marbles. Warm and squishy, too. This moment was more than she could ask for, and it was worth it, even if she scared him away.

Alright, even though he was more relaxed now...She was starting to give him the creeps again. What did she mean by not wearing her name out? This kind of talk was making his hair stand on end. And the fact she was squeezing his junk wasn't helping things either; though he would freely admit her hands were quite soft.

He let out a slight whimper as she started gently trailing up the shaft, his eyes half-closing as he tried not to moan out. She was going so slow, torturing him before it covered the swollen knob, that feminine digit gently rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves at the end. And then she went for his sack, upping the amount of stimulation he felt.

"I...I don't get it...I'm human...Why me?" he then asked her, trying to understand why she felt so driven to do this. She wasn't hurting him at all, in fact she was helping him realize pleasure he had gone without for so long. His already stiff flesh seemed to harden and swell even more, bringing him to full length in her grasp as his belly tightened in steadily rising bliss.

"Why you? Well, isn't it obvious? I can see how afraid and how weary you are towards my kind and the other hybrids. I need you to see we want nothing more than love and acceptance. And well, these things are what we do best at..." Her long scaled tail whipped around, trailing up his leg and began to coil around them, slowly moving upwards to coil up to his stomach with her tail.

"Doesn't it feel so warm? Being wrapped around in my love?" Smirking, she couldn't help herself but to let out a devilish laugh, eyes twinkling with lust and adoration. "To tell you the truth, there really isn't any explanation. There's just this THING about you that I find attractive. I want a taste for myself, please grant my wishes too."

There was enough spacing between the coils around his body that his member would peek through. Her mouth grew watery and her appetite grew to levels she did not know was capable. "Let my mouth give you a show, something to look forward to. I'm starving just looking at it, I bet your cum tastes so good...."

"It's not you...I just had a really bad experience with...Ahhh" he trailed off as he tried to explain, the sensation of her warm slippery lower body coiling around him and making him shiver. He would have thought her body cold, since snakes were poikilothermic by nature. It was a little bit, but really it was the utter smoothness of her scales that made his body tremble that slightest bit.

"We..well, that's very flattering to hear" he chuckled nervously, somewhat offput by her overly teasing response; the venom was still working, but a close look would reveal that the old phobia was still very much present. Even more so when he found his arms bound by the muscular length, his naked body now completely at her mercy. With how stiff his body was even under the effect of the relaxants in her poison, one might wonder just what happened to make him so deathly afraid.

The only thing free aside from his head was his manhood, now trapped between two gently undulating coils of her tail. "H..hey, come on. That's embarrassing..." he weakly protested; even if it was a thinly-veiled compliment, that's nothing a masseuse should say to a client! This was a business, not a B-grade porno!

"You complain too much. Loosen up and I will in exchange loosen up my coils. Sounds like a plan? Now, sit back and relax m'dear." Lowering her head down in the direction of his semi-erect manhood, her lips puckered out to give the mushroom shaped head a gentle kiss. A light shade of pink lip print glistened on the head, and she giggled innocently. "Oh no... I got my cherry flavored lip gloss on you! I am so sorry, allow me to clean that up." Extending her long but thick tongue out, it happily lapped long and slow motions on the bulb, removing the mark of her lips from it in an instant.

Gazing up at him, her eyes twinkled sadistically, even more so once she got a positive reaction from his member; stiffening up and springing to life. "Perfect." She noted, opening her mouth wide enough to envelope it over the crown of his cock. Dancing her slippery eel alongside his shaft, her hands stayed busy at work fondling at the ballsack that dangled in between his legs. The sweet taste of a hint of his precum drifted in her mouth, and graciously she slurped it down.

Taking it further down, she let it slide down her close fitting throat, feeling the veins bulge up against the inside of her throat. She would swallow, letting him feel the way her muscles convulsed as it tried its hardest to ease the spit down into her esophagus. It was hard to breathe as it was lodged deep inside of her throat to the point she was kissing the base of it, but she would hold it until she ran out of air, gazing up at him all the while.

"I'm sorry...This is just so sudden" he reasoned; honestly, he was trying to relax, let the venom fully take hold. But it was like his mind refused to submit, to even give her an inch.

However, the inch would come out in a different way: Her coils were helping to make him quite 'stiff' in a very particular area, allowing what happened next to come as no surprise. His blush deepened as she teased about her lip gloss staining him, the head a slight shade of pink; a noticeable shiver ran through him as her dextrous tongue cleaned him, his eyes shut quite tightly. She was enjoying herself far too much, he thought to himself.

Her coils then opened a little more, allowing the sack to slip through; he soon felt her fingers grip and tease them gently as her mouth closed around his erection. "Th...this suction! Ka...Kaira, stop! I can't" he let out in a somewhat strangled sounding voice, her throat covering every inch; it was too much, too quickly.

All of a sudden and with no warning, his stomach contracted violently and his member pulsed with quite a large amount of force as his semen erupted from his swollen head. Pulse after heated pulse left him, shooting down and filling her clenching gullet, some coming back up to flood the inside of her cheeks. By the time his sudden orgasm subsided, he certainly loosened up, his breathing heavy and his face somewhat sweaty from the intense pleasure.

Cracking open one eye, he then said, "So...sorry. But you were going so fast and hard, I couldn't hold back. I didn't surprise you too much did I?"