It starts with a groan...

Hilda wakes up the next morning coiled up in her snakey lover. Her face is resting softly between the lamia's two heavenly breasts. The snake girl's tail is wrapped around Hilda like a rope, although it seems to loosen and tighten in steady rhythm with the lamia's breathing. The tender bondage is pinning Hilda's arms to her sides and keeping her legs spread open and straddling the lamia's hips.

What happened last night? Oh, right.

The fire in her loins has cooled and she feels a little more like her normal self, although she's still gets aroused much easier than before. Every muscle in her body aches, but especially her hips.

Hilda's face turns crimson when she realizes her predicament. The knight and her lover are both completely naked. Hilda tries to wiggle free, but she doesn't make any progress and she's too scared to try to **** her way out.

Hilda's trying to think of a way out when the lamia sighs and lazily opens her eyes.

"Mmmmm... Good morning sweet'ums," the she says as she gently kisses Hilda on the mouth. The knight's face gets a little redder when she discovers her own taste on the snake's lips. "You were wonderful last night."

Hilda's lamia lover slowly unwinds and gently sets her on the ground. She then slithers to the other end of what must be a bedroom, opens a wardrobe and puts on a lacy nightgown.

Hilda is at a loss for words and simply watches this... this terrifying monster.

The snake hums a happy tune as she slithers over to a night stand with a vanity mirror and starts fixing her hair. Once its been cleaned up (and properly accessorized), she turns back around and looks directly at Hilda, who has still not said a word or moved a muscle.

"I'm going to make some breakfast, do you want anything?"