You ask her to make it painless.

You try to speak, but she tightens a coil around your throat and cuts of your words before they leave your mouth.

“Hush, please. “ She croons, and lets out a giggle. “My tasty little treat doesn’t need to speak.”

She leans in close beside your face; you can feel her but she isn’t touching you yet. You feel a light, wet tickle behind your earlobe as her forked tounge danced around your ear. She whispers with hot, moist breath, “You taste divine, but fortunate for you I enjoy playing with my food.”

The coils relax and retreat around your waist to reveal your groin. Despite the limp compliance of the rest of your body you find that you are incredibly aroused.

“Mmm, how ready my pet is for me. I’m going to claim you before I consume you. Don’t worry though, you will be able to enjoy both.”