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So what better way to thank her than to transcribe the RP we did that helped me get back into writing and make it a proper story.

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", "writing": "The sound of clicking and shifting metal could be heard outside a rustic cottage built around the oldest oak, deep within a foreboding forest. The source of the noise came from a set of lockpicks that were being manipulated to open the door to this comfy yet mysterious abode. The culprit: a kobold with faint red scales one could easily mistake for a pastel peach who wore clothes a desert dancer would don, which juxtaposed with the deciduous landscape she was in.\n\nHer name was Bangle, a fitting name, given the titular jewellery she wore on her upper arms, lower legs and neck. And her illicit act helped display her profession as a rogue, or a master thief as she proclaimed herself to be, especially when within the matter of around half a minute, she had that well-secured door open. “All too easy,” Bangle quietly boasted as she snuck inside and closed the door behind her. \n\nShe had heard rumours of a powerful arcanist who resided within the lonely home, and in Bangle’s mind, a powerful person who lived in such a peculiar area likely had all kinds of spoils ripe for the taking. After all, what kind of master thief would she be if she didn’t dare to pilfer this magic user?\n\nThe first curio that caught her eye wasn’t anything shiny or of value, but the interior of the home. From her time casing the exterior of the house, Bangle knew that it was merely a small hut which encircled this massive tree, but upon entering she couldn’t see the thick trunk at all, a spiral staircase in its place! What’s even more mind-boggling was how the insides looked all aristocratic and nigh gothic with a naturalist touch, absolutely nothing like what she thought a forest-dwelling thaumaturge would. Where she’d expect to see a kettle whistling above a lit stove, she instead saw a masterfully varnished dark wood table with a thick trunk emerging from the wooden floor below to raise it, and instead of a comfy bed made by a friendly carpenter this mysterious mage may have aided once was a small library with a luxurious chaise made of fine silk, well cushioned and a hole made for a thick tail to fit through and not be smushed as the reclinee laid back.\n\nWith feet lighter than feathers, Bangle cased the first floor and nabbed any valuables she could find. Like a golden ring with a ruby that was red as blood fitted into it, several books she had never heard or cared about; but betted that a library would pay top coin for, she even stole a pillow from a sofa as well-crafted as the other chair she saw, a pillow which she assumed to have been stuffed with the downs of a phoenix, given how warm she felt as she embraced it. But that was all of note for here, peering at the stairs, she traversed them, knowing nil about what she would soon face…\n\nThe second floor of this magical house was shrouded in darkness, a darkness that couldn’t deter Bangle, thanks to the night vision her kind had, her dull-purple eyes pierced the darkness, presenting the world through a monochromatic lens. Despite only seeing shades of grey, Bangle’s sense for loot was able to tell what was and wasn’t of value, and what was of value happened to be an extravagant emblem above a well-cleaned fireplace.\n\nNot one to waste time, Bangle snuck towards the fireplace and reached out to the mantle. A smile crept onto her face as she could already feel all the gold she’ll be swimming in after sucking this place dry of its riches. It was like taking candy from a baby… Until the fire roared to life before she could even touch it.\n\nThough the kobold’s body was deft enough to avoid being singed by the sudden flames, her eyes were assaulted by the onslaught of colours and light it brought. A shrill scream escaped her maw as she shut her eyes and fell on her behind. “Argh, what the hell!?” Bangle shouted, her eyes getting used to the now-lit interior whilst her eyes heard boots tapping against wood approaching her.\n\nBangle turned in the direction of the footsteps, watching as the blur of a figure became clearer as she finally attuned to the light.\n\n“Well well well…” A white squirrel spoke in a ladylike way, elegant purple eyes pierced through the shroud the brim of her pointy hat made, to look down at the short intruder. A tanned cloth choker with a small disc bearing the etching of a pentagram cloaked her neck whilst her body was garbed in green robes fitting of a witch who cared little about modesty, such clothes brought the onlooker’s attention not just to her ample bosom and the fishnets patterning on the v-shaped neck, but how her lower half was bare, the closest form of covering being a peculiar tattoo above her mundane sex, the ink the same deep purple as her shoulder-length hair.\n\n“Of all the scoundrels that would dare intrude my home, never has one been a mere kobold before,” The witch’s words were belittling to Bangle who had dealt with similar before and much like those other times, the kobold felt a need to boast…\n\n“Heh, well I suspect other thieves didn’t get as far as me. Especially if your only means of defence is that poor excuse for a door” Bangle’s retort presented her bravado on a golden pillar but had little effect on the witch who smiled at what she deemed to be a cute attempt at being intimidating.\n\n“Come now, do you think I’d dare waste wealth or mana on securing my house when my presence alone would have them reconsider?” She did have a point. From the moment Bangle set eyes on her, she felt a sense of foreboding, like the witch would turn her into a pile of dust she’d have an enchanted broom sweep up. But still, her hot-headed personality made her not back down. \n\n“Look, I didn’t come here because your harlot arse was easy prey. I came because of the warnings. And given how much I’ve taken from your house already, I was right to trust my gut!” She cheekily raised her bottomless bag to the witch and received an annoyed sigh instead of anger as she was expecting.\n\n“I see you’re at the point where throwing insults is your best move. If you want to call me names, at least have the decency to use the one my mother dubbed me: Hecate~” With a name to her face, Bangle watched a leather whip jump out of the darkness and crack against the floor in front of her. “Now. You have two choices…” Hecate’s eyes glowed a demonic red as she threatened the rogue, “Either you dare come at me and face the consequences, or you can be the like the lowly, subservient kobold you are and tend to my needs then I might let you leave~” That redness in her eyes intensified as she spoke the second part.\n\nBangle squinted in confusion at the latter option. Not only was the remark degrading and possibly outdated, but the sultriness in her voice was irksome like she was being threatened and flirted with at the same time, and she wouldn’t stand for either of those.\n\n“I got a better idea…” The rogue flared her teeth as she performed a sleight of hand by dropping the bag, reaching around her upper back and drawing two scimitars, she gave them a quick spin before pointing the blade in her dominant hand at Hecate, “Why not get outta my way and I won’t slice you into little pieces?” With a daring smirk, she laid her ultimatum. But much like how her prior threat went, Hecate wasn’t phased.\n\n“My my, [i][b]that’s no way for a kobold to act at all…[/b][/i]” A mysterious energy amplified her voice, those words quickly penetrating the unseen ears of the now angered Bangle, who rushed at her, her vision distorting the longer she stared into those gorgeous eyes of Hecate. She swung her sword but found that something stopped it from hitting the witch, she then realised she couldn’t break the bead she had drawn… \n\n\"[i][b]Lower, thy arms, Little Kobold. You shan't be needing them[/b][/i]\" Her voice bellowed and became the only thing the rogue could focus on, its presence domineering and assertive like the eyes of a warden observing prisoners below; much akin to how the green-garbed witch's eyes looked down at her.\n\n\"What do you- what is this... n-no I.. g-guhhh..\" Even with her fortified will, the bold little kobold’s effort to fight back proved futile against Hecate’s overwhelming influence. Within an instant, the light red kobold slumped her shoulders, her hands dropping both of her scimitars to the ground with a clatter. Her eyes were half-shut and glassy, whilst her jaw hung open, though no more words spilt from it, only a small globule of drool. \n\nHecate was pleasantly surprised by how easily Bangle fell into a trance, who thought such an aggressive, sword-wielding blackguard would go down without a proper fight. \n\n\"[b][i]Good kobold~[/i][/b]\" Hecate praised the pinky-red-scaled girl with unblinking desire, \"[i][b]You kobolds are far too cute to be violent, you were made to be subservient, weren't you?[/b][/i]\" The witch questioned the enthralled Bangle, hoping for an apt answer in return.\n\n\"I'm cute... not violent...\" Bangle parroted, nodding her head slowly as her new identity set in. \"Y-yeah.. sub-subserv...“ Even though her free will had been imprisoned, the rogue’s intellect of language had her tripping over the word Hecate used to describe her. After a few seconds of pointless pondering, the phrase “good at following orders..\" was spoken, much to the dismay of Hecate who tutted.\n\n“[i][b]Now now, you mean to tell me that your meagre kobold mind can’t say a word simple as subservient?[/b][/i]\" She got on one knee and strengthened her vision with the hypnotised Bangle “[b][i]Once again, tell me what you are. Say it correctly or else I’ll have to search for a kobold with more brain as you have rear~[/i][/b]” A sudden slap to the kobold’s cheeks echoed through the room, that whip magically snaking its way to her backside and made her emit a startled yip of arousal. \n \nNow eye-to-eye with her new mistress, the weight of her new responsibility hit her. She was her servant, and not only did she want to obey her, she wanted to follow her orders to the letter, she wanted to please her mistress and make her proud. Thus the gears in her brain started turning, the cute sight of her figuring out each syllable made her mistress sinisterly smile.\n\n“I-I’m…I’m suber..subsore…subsubservient~” Bangle’s verbalisation made Hecate shrug, to the witch, that was good enough. But then again, she wasn’t expecting this kobold to be the sharpest knife in the spoon drawer.\n\n“[b][i]That’ll do, kobold.[/i][/b]” She petted her thrall on the head, watching how she nuzzled into her soft paw. “[b][i]Hmmm, those clothes are far too ritzy for a lowly one like you. Please doff them~[/i[/b]]”\n\nBangle was happy to hear her mistress accept her best efforts to say such fancy words! Who would've thought a dumb, little reptile like her could follow orders so well? She was determined to keep obeying the best she could. Without delay, Bangle started loosening her silken top and gloves and sliding all her ill-gotten jewellery off her arms. Then came her baggy pants, which she dropped to her ankles and stepped out of, leaving her barer than a hatchling. Her incredibly flat chest and feminine slit were both fully and proudly on display for her mistress's eyes.\n\nHaving eagerly watched her servant strip for her, the witch was prepared to test her subservience. The end of the whip she used to spank the kobold laid before her, the handle held in the white paw of Hecate. \"[i][b]Be a good dear and knot that around your neck for me, as tight as you can![/b][/i]\" The witch's words would melt over the mind of Bangle like butter on hot coal, seeping into the deep crevices of her subconscious, telling her to make the leather into a choker fitting of its namesake. \n\nBangle followed this order with the utmost importance, struggling only a little to tie a knot, soon she had effectively collared herself with the witch’s whip, smiling up at her mistress in her new uniform befitting her new role as a lowly, subservient kobold.\n\n\"[i][b]Good Kobold. You made to follow orders to a T, weren't you?[/b][/i]\" The praise was soon followed by the sound of Bangle suddenly gasping as that whip’s grin around her neck tightened, her windpipe strained as the whip transmuted, going from a dull brown to a notable red and the part around her neck turned into a proper collar. Hecate yanked the leash back, forcing her servant at her feet and on all fours, like a loyal mutt. \n\nWith a cute little squeak of surprise, Bangle put her head against Hecate’s leg where she could see just how wet her mistress’s pussy had become from commanding her. \"Yes, mistress… I was made to follow your orders to a T. I am your subservient little kobold,\" she replied and repeated dutifully as she awaited her next order.\n\nOh, there was much Hecate had planned for her zonked slave, the anticipation making her cunt quiver and leak more. But this kobold wasn’t worthy of tasting her fruit, not yet anyway… Having stood for a while now had made her dogs ache and howl, which helped form an idea. “[i][b]Head down.[/b][/i]”\n\n“Yes, mistress!” Bangled lowered her head as she commanded, her eyes now cast down and focusing on Hecate's footwear. She’d watch as with an unseen wave of Hecate’s hand the pointy knee-high boots loosened and slipped off (she would have let the slave do it to save her energy, but she knew better than letting that kobold place her grubby, sticky fingers on such a wonderful thing). Bangle’s field of view was now fully on the pristine white paws of this sexually wicked witch.\n\n“[b][i]Standing before you has made my paws ache to no end. Show your love for them~,[/i][/b]\" Lust twinged within Hecate's loins as the lowly servant obediently and eagerly lowered herself, even more, to bask before them. She opened her maw and out snaked her reptilian tongue, with eyes closed, she lapped at the squirrel’s toes, her member was as dexterous as her hands, it curling and tasting the natural musky flavour of them whilst also gracefully cleansing them of any dirt that dare tarnish her mistress’s digits. Her actions had Hecate release a moan from her sensual lips. On her travels, she overheard that kobold tongues were divine, even better than any treatment the most extravagant spas in the world could give, and now she had learnt that this word of mouth was true.\n\n\"[b][i]Mmmm, you are such a little bottom feeder, aren't you~,[/i][/b]\" She lustfully degraded Bangle once more, watching how pathetically obsessed she was with making her paws shine with her slobber. To aid her kobold’s goal, Hecate snapped her fingers, the chaise from downsides finding its way here in an arcane flash. She laid her rear upon the soft seat, her bushy tail perfectly fitting through the smooth hole made for it and raised her legs, allowing her slave to look upon her squirrely soles. Nothing could stop Bangle from licking her mistress' feet clean with her lizard tongue. Hearing her smooth tones say such degrading things for her earholes made Bangle shudder with glee. Her ass stuck up in the air while her tail wiggled with delight behind her as she remained on task. Her senses were bombarded with the musk of squirrel feet, which only drove the depraved, little reptile to service that much more.\n\n\"[i][b]Good, servant, wag that tail and fall deeper into your servitude. Nothing else matters besides serving your mistress~,[/b][/i]\" The dominant witch felt her slot, shuddering as her magic fingers pleasured her whilst this foot-cleaner did her job. Part of Hecate wondered if any of the thief's persona remained, or if she's fully dedicated to her reclassing.\n\nUrged to do so, she waggled her chubby kobold tail faster, the shift of weight causing her whole scaly ass to sway back and forth like a plump, pink pendulum. Meanwhile, her mouth was still occupied with Hecate's impromptu pedicure, moving even closer to her feet so she could get her mistress's precious paws shining brighter than the finest pearl in all the seas. Hecate used her currently unworshipped paw to pat her pet on the head as a form of lewd praise.\n\n\"[i][b]Good servant. Be sure to get between the toes as well. They've felt real stiff as of late and your wonderful tongue is the only thing that can aid them~[/b][/i] \" And as instructed, Bangle slipped her tongue in between each of Hecate's toes to reach every nook and cranny of her feet, making sure no crevice or inch of fur was left unlicked. Soon enough, both of Hecate’s feet were even cleaner than after taking an extended soak in her tub. \n\n\"[b][i]You have done a wonderful job, little kobold.[/i][/b]\" Her mistress congratulated her, flexing her feet and letting out a relaxed sigh. \"Who's a good servant?\" The words “Good servant” had Bangle’s tail wagging like a metronome. Such praise melted her like she was a puppy dog. \n\n\"I am! I-I'm a good servant!\" She replied, looking up to her mistress again with a happy grin on her face, as well as a tinge of red on her cheeks and sex swollen and needy by estrus, proof she enjoyed cleaning her feet as much as Hecate enjoyed getting her feet cleaned. \n\nWith a demonic chuckle, Hecate yanked the lead back and brought her closer to her crotch, a sudden gasp escaping her slave’s mouth from the second of breathlessness. \n\n\"[b][i]You deserve a taste of something that’s far too rich for your palette~,[/i][/b]\" Hecate told Bangle as spread her legs and let her look upon her cunt; with fur kept clean and well-trimmed, this being the thing that the squirrel deemed to be ‘too rich’ for such a blackguard, and still, she ordered her to consume of.\n\nBangle’s cheeks grew more and more red as she looked straight ahead at her mistress's pussy on display, dripping with lust and open for tasting. \n\n\"Y-yes mistress!\" She wasted no time and indulged upon the well-earned meal of squirrel witch sandwich. The way she lapped and ate out the witch’s sex proved this wasn’t her first rodeo. Hecate’s devious moans mixed with her kobold’s own, and that draconic tongue delved deeper within to savour each and every part of the witch, all the while wagging her tail like the dumb puppy she truly was.\n\n\"[b][i]Look at you, barely clothed and tasting another woman's fruit. Such is the way of a kobold harlot of little value~,[/i][/b]\" The witch commented as she yanked Bangle's leash once more. Her sadistic sorceress side was now fully on show by how she began to choke out the enthralled thief. She could hear her servant squeak and feel her muzzle squished against her labia. This granted the Kobold more ease when it came to servicing her folds, as she inhaled her lovely scent and tasted her womanly fluids. Despite air now being a luxury for Bangle, being able to breathe her mistress's natural, foresty musk gave her a sense of ease and comfort, even the witch’s demeaning language began to hit her earholes like sweet honey.\n\n\"[b][i]Take deep breaths, slave. It’s the only air you deserve![/i][/b]\" To ensure her statement was true, Hecate’s magic shrunk the lead connected to Bangle’s collar, it caused her grip to get tighter and had her slave’s airway nigh severed.\n\n\"Nhhh-nglk-\" Bangle wheezed and sputtered from the tightness around her throat, but the lack of air didn't deter her at all from keeping her face firmly pressed against Hecate's sex. Her reptilian tongue dove deeper still into the squirrel's pussy, exploring every inch of her inner walls and soaking up as much of her juices as possible. Each gag and gasp for air would reward her with a mixture of sadistic laughter and a relaxed moan from the witch, who decided to tighten her grip.\n\n\"[b][i]Go on, kobold, prove you're worthy to be my slave by making me cum. Then I may just let you take a breath of fresh air.[/i][/b]\" \n\n\"G-Gyk!-\" Bangle choked more as her airway was further squeezed, she could just barely breathe in the dense and fresh scent of Hecate. The sadistic squirrel’s coaxing and soothing voice motivated Bange to serve to the fullest of her potential. She dug her tongue in deep and thrashed the mouth muscle around inside like a starved sailor getting all he could from a single coconut. She had mastered cleaning Hecate's feet. Now she would master making her mistress cum, or pass out trying!\n\nAnd cum Hecate did!\n\nEven with her senses dulled from the lack of oxygen, Bangle was able to discern the lustful aria of an orgasm from anywhere. The sweet syrup the squirrel secreted shot onto her tongue followed by her windpipe no longer being crushed, allowing her to fully hear, see and taste the joy of her mistress’s lustful moans and mighty orgasm. Bangle received the fullest of feminine facials, practically swimming in squirrel girl ejaculate. She dared not move, or she'd miss out on her mistress' gracious reward for her, which she was grateful for. But all good things must come to an end, the last of Hecate’s ejaculate landed on her slave’s tongue, she didn’t dare waste a drop of her reward, not wanting to soil the silk of the seat either.\n\n\"[i][b]Good Kobold, drunken like a proper wench of your race,[/b][/i]\" Hecate allowed the fully degraded Bangle to move away from her greatly serviced labia, a task the kobold completed with an audible, wet *pop*.\n\n\"Yes... M-mistress~\" Bangle squeaked out between deep breaths, taking in all the air her little lungs could hold. But even being able to breathe again, the thief-turned-servant felt dizzy due to a lack of respiration, but also from all the stimulation from eating out and being rightfully degraded by Hecate. Even when she was on the verge of passing out, her gaze was truly fixed on Hecate, fully enthralled to the end.\n\n\"[b][i]Now, slave. Only seems fair that I let you feel rewarded~.[/i][/b]\" Hecate gave Bangle no time to ponder what her reward would be before she heard the faint snap of her fingers, followed by a high-pitched ping. Her eardrums rumbled as jolts of pleasure stronger than anything she ever felt slipped down her spine, a magical brand etched itself onto her groin; its design similar to Hecate’s own, the spell she had cast found its way to her sex and began doing its magic.\n\n\"Nyhh!-” Bangle's eyes went wide and she gasped sharply before collapsing to the ground on her back. Her body twitched and trembled and she arched her spine in overwhelming pleasure as she screamed out.\n\n \"U-uaaaagh m-mistress!!~\" the humbled kobold cried out as her slit already began to leak kobold girl-cum from the intensity of the situation, it soon fired out of her and towards Hecate’s furniture. Her ejaculate never made contact with it, instead, it splashed against an ethereal dome the witch had arcanely erected, which dissipated the moment that now-marked Kobold fainted.\n\nHecate looked over the unconscious slave with dominant joy, having just watched the remnants of her mind be cummed away. The squirrel stood up and had that whip snake its way around her body, bounding it in a way reminiscent of an Eastern practice. She then levitated her body, bringing it to a closet she rarely used and hung her up like she was meat in a smokehouse. This was done as a precaution in case Bangle’s consciousness managed to return and she’d seek revenge for being hypnotised.\n\n\nBut then again, given how easily she fell into submission and the eagerness to service her mistress, would she truly want to leave?\n\nHecate gave Bangle’s form one last look before she closed the door, leaving her new slave to rest before she was of need once again…\n\n\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The sound of clicking and shifting metal could be heard outside a rustic cottage built around the oldest oak, deep within a foreboding forest. The source of the noise came from a set of lockpicks that were being manipulated to open the door to this comfy yet mysterious abode. The culprit: a kobold with faint red scales one could easily mistake for a pastel peach who wore clothes a desert dancer would don, which juxtaposed with the deciduous landscape she was in.

Her name was Bangle, a fitting name, given the titular jewellery she wore on her upper arms, lower legs and neck. And her illicit act helped display her profession as a rogue, or a master thief as she proclaimed herself to be, especially when within the matter of around half a minute, she had that well-secured door open. “All too easy,” Bangle quietly boasted as she snuck inside and closed the door behind her.

She had heard rumours of a powerful arcanist who resided within the lonely home, and in Bangle’s mind, a powerful person who lived in such a peculiar area likely had all kinds of spoils ripe for the taking.  After all, what kind of master thief would she be if she didn’t dare to pilfer this magic user?

The first curio that caught her eye wasn’t anything shiny or of value, but the interior of the home. From her time casing the exterior of the house, Bangle knew that it was merely a small hut which encircled this massive tree, but upon entering she couldn’t see the thick trunk at all, a spiral staircase in its place! What’s even more mind-boggling was how the insides looked all aristocratic and nigh gothic with a naturalist touch, absolutely nothing like what she thought a forest-dwelling thaumaturge would. Where she’d expect to see a kettle whistling above a lit stove,  she instead saw a masterfully varnished dark wood table with a thick trunk emerging from the wooden floor below to raise it, and instead of a comfy bed made by a friendly carpenter this mysterious mage may have aided once was a small library with a luxurious chaise made of fine silk, well cushioned and a hole made for a thick tail to fit through and not be smushed as the reclinee laid back.

With feet lighter than feathers, Bangle cased the first floor and nabbed any valuables she could find. Like a golden ring with a ruby that was red as blood fitted into it, several books she had never heard or cared about; but betted that a library would pay top coin for, she even stole a pillow from a sofa as well-crafted as the other chair she saw, a pillow which she assumed to have been stuffed with the downs of a phoenix, given how warm she felt as she embraced it. But that was all of note for here, peering at the stairs, she traversed them, knowing nil about what she would soon face…

The second floor of this magical house was shrouded in darkness, a darkness that couldn’t deter Bangle, thanks to the night vision her kind had, her dull-purple eyes pierced the darkness, presenting the world through a monochromatic lens. Despite only seeing shades of grey, Bangle’s sense for loot was able to tell what was and wasn’t of value, and what was of value happened to be an extravagant emblem above a well-cleaned fireplace.

Not one to waste time, Bangle snuck towards the fireplace and reached out to the mantle. A smile crept onto her face as she could already feel all the gold she’ll be swimming in after sucking this place dry of its riches. It was like taking candy from a baby… Until the fire roared to life before she could even touch it.

Though the kobold’s body was deft enough to avoid being singed by the sudden flames, her eyes were assaulted by the onslaught of colours and light it brought. A shrill scream escaped her maw as she shut her eyes and fell on her behind. “Argh, what the hell!?” Bangle shouted, her eyes getting used to the now-lit interior whilst her eyes heard boots tapping against wood approaching her.

Bangle turned in the direction of the footsteps, watching as the blur of a figure became clearer as she finally attuned to the light.

“Well well well…” A white squirrel spoke in a ladylike way, elegant purple eyes pierced through the shroud the brim of her pointy hat made, to look down at the short intruder. A tanned cloth choker with a small disc bearing the etching of a pentagram cloaked her neck whilst her body was garbed in green robes fitting of a witch who cared little about modesty, such clothes brought the onlooker’s attention not just to her ample bosom and the fishnets patterning on the v-shaped neck, but how her lower half was bare, the closest form of covering being a peculiar tattoo above her mundane sex, the ink the same deep purple as her shoulder-length hair.

“Of all the scoundrels that would dare intrude my home, never has one been a mere kobold before,” The witch’s words were belittling to Bangle who had dealt with similar before and much like those other times, the kobold felt a need to boast…

“Heh, well I suspect other thieves didn’t get as far as me. Especially if your only means of defence is that poor excuse for a door” Bangle’s retort presented her bravado on a golden pillar but had little effect on the witch who smiled at what she deemed to be a cute attempt at being intimidating.

“Come now, do you think I’d dare waste wealth or mana on securing my house when my presence alone would have them reconsider?” She did have a point. From the moment Bangle set eyes on her, she felt a sense of foreboding, like the witch would turn her into a pile of dust she’d have an enchanted broom sweep up. But still, her hot-headed personality made her not back down.

“Look, I didn’t come here because your harlot arse was easy prey. I came because of the warnings. And given how much I’ve taken from your house already, I was right to trust my gut!” She cheekily raised her bottomless bag to the witch and received an annoyed sigh instead of anger as she was expecting.

“I see you’re at the point where throwing insults is your best move. If you want to call me names, at least have the decency to use the one my mother dubbed me: Hecate~” With a name to her face, Bangle watched a leather whip jump out of the darkness and crack against the floor in front of her. “Now. You have two choices…” Hecate’s eyes glowed a demonic red as she threatened the rogue, “Either you dare come at me and face the consequences, or you can be the like the lowly, subservient kobold you are and tend to my needs then I might let you leave~”  That redness in her eyes intensified as she spoke the second part.

Bangle squinted in confusion at the latter option. Not only was the remark degrading and possibly outdated, but the sultriness in her voice was irksome like she was being threatened and flirted with at the same time, and she wouldn’t stand for either of those.

“I got a better idea…” The rogue flared her teeth as she performed a sleight of hand by dropping the bag, reaching around her upper back and drawing two scimitars, she gave them a quick spin before pointing the blade in her dominant hand at Hecate, “Why not get outta my way and I won’t slice you into little pieces?” With a daring smirk, she laid her ultimatum. But much like how her prior threat went, Hecate wasn’t phased.

“My my, that’s no way for a kobold to act at all…” A mysterious energy amplified her voice, those words quickly penetrating the unseen ears of the now angered Bangle, who rushed at her, her vision distorting the longer she stared into those gorgeous eyes of Hecate. She swung her sword but found that something stopped it from hitting the witch, she then realised she couldn’t break the bead she had drawn…

"Lower, thy arms, Little Kobold. You shan't be needing them" Her voice bellowed and became the only thing the rogue could focus on, its presence domineering and assertive like the eyes of a warden observing prisoners below; much akin to how the green-garbed witch's eyes looked down at her.

"What do you- what is this... n-no I.. g-guhhh.." Even with her fortified will, the bold little kobold’s effort to fight back proved futile against Hecate’s overwhelming influence. Within an instant, the light red kobold slumped her shoulders, her hands dropping both of her scimitars to the ground with a clatter. Her eyes were half-shut and glassy, whilst her jaw hung open, though no more words spilt from it, only a small globule of drool.

Hecate was pleasantly surprised by how easily Bangle fell into a trance, who thought such an aggressive, sword-wielding blackguard would go down without a proper fight.

"Good kobold~" Hecate praised the pinky-red-scaled girl with unblinking desire, "You kobolds are far too cute to be violent, you were made to be subservient, weren't you?" The witch questioned the enthralled Bangle, hoping for an apt answer in return.

"I'm cute... not violent..." Bangle parroted, nodding her head slowly as her new identity set in. "Y-yeah.. sub-subserv...“ Even though her free will had been imprisoned, the rogue’s intellect of language had her tripping over the word Hecate used to describe her. After a few seconds of pointless pondering, the phrase “good at following orders.." was spoken, much to the dismay of Hecate who tutted.

“Now now, you mean to tell me that your meagre kobold mind can’t say a word simple as subservient?" She got on one knee and strengthened her vision with the hypnotised Bangle “Once again, tell me what you are. Say it correctly or else I’ll have to search for a kobold with more brain as you have rear~” A sudden slap to the kobold’s cheeks echoed through the room, that whip magically snaking its way to her backside and made her emit a startled yip of arousal.
 
Now eye-to-eye with her new mistress, the weight of her new responsibility hit her. She was her servant, and not only did she want to obey her, she wanted to follow her orders to the letter, she wanted to please her mistress and make her proud. Thus the gears in her brain started turning, the cute sight of her figuring out each syllable made her mistress sinisterly smile.

“I-I’m…I’m suber..subsore…subsubservient~” Bangle’s verbalisation made Hecate shrug, to the witch, that was good enough. But then again, she wasn’t expecting this kobold to be the sharpest knife in the spoon drawer.

“That’ll do, kobold.” She petted her thrall on the head, watching how she nuzzled into her soft paw. “Hmmm, those clothes are far too ritzy for a lowly one like you. Please doff them~[/i[/b]]”

Bangle was happy to hear her mistress accept her best efforts to say such fancy words! Who would've thought a dumb, little reptile like her could follow orders so well? She was determined to keep obeying the best she could. Without delay, Bangle started loosening her silken top and gloves and sliding all her ill-gotten jewellery off her arms. Then came her baggy pants, which she dropped to her ankles and stepped out of, leaving her barer than a hatchling. Her incredibly flat chest and feminine slit were both fully and proudly on display for her mistress's eyes.

Having eagerly watched her servant strip for her, the witch was prepared to test her subservience. The end of the whip she used to spank the kobold laid before her, the handle held in the white paw of Hecate. "Be a good dear and knot that around your neck for me, as tight as you can!" The witch's words would melt over the mind of Bangle like butter on hot coal, seeping into the deep crevices of her subconscious,  telling her to make the leather into a choker fitting of its namesake.

Bangle followed this order with the utmost importance, struggling only a little to tie a knot, soon she had effectively collared herself with the witch’s whip, smiling up at her mistress in her new uniform befitting her new role as a lowly, subservient kobold.

"Good Kobold. You made to follow orders to a T, weren't you?" The praise was soon followed by the sound of Bangle suddenly gasping as that whip’s grin around her neck tightened, her windpipe strained as the whip transmuted, going from a dull brown to a notable red and the part around her neck turned into a proper collar. Hecate yanked the leash back, forcing her servant at her feet and on all fours, like a loyal mutt.

With a cute little squeak of surprise, Bangle put her head against Hecate’s leg where she could see just how wet her mistress’s pussy had become from commanding her. "Yes, mistress… I was made to follow your orders to a T. I am your subservient little kobold," she replied and repeated dutifully as she awaited her next order.

Oh, there was much Hecate had planned for her zonked slave, the anticipation making her cunt quiver and leak more. But this kobold wasn’t worthy of tasting her fruit, not yet anyway…  Having stood for a while now had made her dogs ache and howl, which helped form an idea. “Head down.”

“Yes, mistress!” Bangled lowered her head as she commanded, her eyes now cast down and focusing on Hecate's footwear. She’d watch as with an unseen wave of Hecate’s hand the pointy knee-high boots loosened and slipped off (she would have let the slave do it to save her energy, but she knew better than letting that kobold place her grubby, sticky fingers on such a wonderful thing). Bangle’s field of view was now fully on the pristine white paws of this sexually wicked witch.

“Standing before you has made my paws ache to no end. Show your love for them~," Lust twinged within Hecate's loins as the lowly servant obediently and eagerly lowered herself, even more, to bask before them. She opened her maw and out snaked her reptilian tongue, with eyes closed, she lapped at the squirrel’s toes, her member was as dexterous as her hands, it curling and tasting the natural musky flavour of them whilst also gracefully cleansing them of any dirt that dare tarnish her mistress’s digits. Her actions had Hecate release a moan from her sensual lips. On her travels, she overheard that kobold tongues were divine, even better than any treatment the most extravagant spas in the world could give, and now she had learnt that this word of mouth was true.

"Mmmm, you are such a little bottom feeder, aren't you~,"  She lustfully degraded Bangle once more, watching how pathetically obsessed she was with making her paws shine with her slobber. To aid her kobold’s goal, Hecate snapped her fingers, the chaise from downsides finding its way here in an arcane flash. She laid her rear upon the soft seat, her bushy tail perfectly fitting through the smooth hole made for it and raised her legs, allowing her slave to look upon her squirrely soles. Nothing could stop Bangle from licking her mistress' feet clean with her lizard tongue. Hearing her smooth tones say such degrading things for her earholes made Bangle shudder with glee. Her ass stuck up in the air while her tail wiggled with delight behind her as she remained on task. Her senses were bombarded with the musk of squirrel feet, which only drove the depraved, little reptile to service that much more.

"Good, servant, wag that tail and fall deeper into your servitude. Nothing else matters besides serving your mistress~," The dominant witch felt her slot, shuddering as her magic fingers pleasured her whilst this foot-cleaner did her job.  Part of Hecate wondered if any of the thief's persona remained, or if she's fully dedicated to her reclassing.

Urged to do so, she waggled her chubby kobold tail faster, the shift of weight causing her whole scaly ass to sway back and forth like a plump, pink pendulum. Meanwhile, her mouth was still occupied with Hecate's impromptu pedicure, moving even closer to her feet so she could get her mistress's precious paws shining brighter than the finest pearl in all the seas. Hecate used her currently unworshipped paw to pat her pet on the head as a form of lewd praise.

"Good servant. Be sure to get between the toes as well. They've felt real stiff as of late and your wonderful tongue is the only thing that can aid them~ " And as instructed, Bangle slipped her tongue in between each of Hecate's toes to reach every nook and cranny of her feet, making sure no crevice or inch of fur was left unlicked. Soon enough, both of Hecate’s feet were even cleaner than after taking an extended soak in her tub.

"You have done a wonderful job,  little kobold." Her mistress congratulated her,  flexing her feet and letting out a relaxed sigh. "Who's a good servant?" The words “Good servant” had Bangle’s tail wagging like a metronome. Such praise melted her like she was a puppy dog.

"I am! I-I'm a good servant!" She replied, looking up to her mistress again with a happy grin on her face, as well as a tinge of red on her cheeks and sex swollen and needy by estrus, proof she enjoyed cleaning her feet as much as Hecate enjoyed getting her feet cleaned.

With a demonic chuckle, Hecate yanked the lead back and brought her closer to her crotch, a sudden gasp escaping her slave’s mouth from the second of breathlessness.

"You deserve a taste of something that’s far too rich for your palette~," Hecate told Bangle as spread her legs and let her look upon her cunt; with fur kept clean and well-trimmed, this being the thing that the squirrel deemed to be ‘too rich’ for such a blackguard, and still, she ordered her to consume of.

Bangle’s cheeks grew more and more red as she looked straight ahead at her mistress's pussy on display, dripping with lust and open for tasting.

"Y-yes mistress!" She wasted no time and indulged upon the well-earned meal of squirrel witch sandwich. The way she lapped and ate out the witch’s sex proved this wasn’t her first rodeo. Hecate’s devious moans mixed with her kobold’s own, and that draconic tongue delved deeper within to savour each and every part of the witch, all the while wagging her tail like the dumb puppy she truly was.

"Look at you, barely clothed and tasting another woman's fruit. Such is the way of a kobold harlot of little value~,"  The witch commented as she yanked Bangle's leash once more. Her sadistic sorceress side was now fully on show by how she began to choke out the enthralled thief. She could hear her servant squeak and feel her muzzle squished against her labia. This granted the Kobold more ease when it came to servicing her folds, as she inhaled her lovely scent and tasted her womanly fluids. Despite air now being a luxury for Bangle, being able to breathe her mistress's natural, foresty musk gave her a sense of ease and comfort, even the witch’s demeaning language began to hit her earholes like sweet honey.

"Take deep breaths, slave. It’s the only air you deserve!" To ensure her statement was true, Hecate’s magic shrunk the lead connected to Bangle’s collar, it caused her grip to get tighter and had her slave’s airway nigh severed.

"Nhhh-nglk-" Bangle wheezed and sputtered from the tightness around her throat, but the lack of air didn't deter her at all from keeping her face firmly pressed against Hecate's sex. Her reptilian tongue dove deeper still into the squirrel's pussy, exploring every inch of her inner walls and soaking up as much of her juices as possible. Each gag and gasp for air would reward her with a mixture of sadistic laughter and a relaxed moan from the witch, who decided to tighten her grip.

"Go on, kobold, prove you're worthy to be my slave by making me cum. Then I may just let you take a breath of fresh air."  

"G-Gyk!-" Bangle choked more as her airway was further squeezed, she could just barely breathe in the dense and fresh scent of Hecate. The sadistic squirrel’s coaxing and soothing voice motivated Bange to serve to the fullest of her potential. She dug her tongue in deep and thrashed the mouth muscle around inside like a starved sailor getting all he could from a single coconut. She had mastered cleaning Hecate's feet. Now she would master making her mistress cum, or pass out trying!

And cum Hecate did!

Even with her senses dulled from the lack of oxygen, Bangle was able to discern the lustful aria of an orgasm from anywhere. The sweet syrup the squirrel secreted shot onto her tongue followed by her windpipe no longer being crushed, allowing her to fully hear, see and taste the joy of her mistress’s lustful moans and mighty orgasm. Bangle received the fullest of feminine facials, practically swimming in squirrel girl ejaculate. She dared not move, or she'd miss out on her mistress' gracious reward for her, which she was grateful for. But all good things must come to an end, the last of Hecate’s ejaculate landed on her slave’s tongue, she didn’t dare waste a drop of her reward, not wanting to soil the silk of the seat either.

"Good Kobold, drunken like a proper wench of your race," Hecate allowed the fully degraded Bangle to move away from her greatly serviced labia, a task the kobold completed with an audible, wet *pop*.

"Yes... M-mistress~" Bangle squeaked out between deep breaths, taking in all the air her little lungs could hold. But even being able to breathe again, the thief-turned-servant felt dizzy due to a lack of respiration, but also from all the stimulation from eating out and being rightfully degraded by Hecate. Even when she was on the verge of passing out, her gaze was truly fixed on Hecate, fully enthralled to the end.

"Now, slave. Only seems fair that I let you feel rewarded~." Hecate gave Bangle no time to ponder what her reward would be before she heard the faint snap of her fingers, followed by a high-pitched ping. Her eardrums rumbled as jolts of pleasure stronger than anything she ever felt slipped down her spine, a magical brand etched itself onto her groin; its design similar to Hecate’s own, the spell she had cast found its way to her sex and began doing its magic.

"Nyhh!-”  Bangle's eyes went wide and she gasped sharply before collapsing to the ground on her back. Her body twitched and trembled and she arched her spine in overwhelming pleasure as she screamed out.

 "U-uaaaagh m-mistress!!~" the humbled kobold cried out as her slit already began to leak kobold girl-cum from the intensity of the situation, it soon fired out of her and towards Hecate’s furniture. Her ejaculate never made contact with it, instead, it splashed against an ethereal dome the witch had arcanely erected, which dissipated the moment that now-marked Kobold fainted.

Hecate looked over the unconscious slave with dominant joy, having just watched the remnants of her mind be cummed away. The squirrel stood up and had that whip snake its way around her body, bounding it in a way reminiscent of an Eastern practice. She then levitated her body, bringing it to a closet she rarely used and hung her up like she was meat in a smokehouse. This was done as a precaution in case Bangle’s consciousness managed to return and she’d seek revenge for being hypnotised.


But then again, given how easily she fell into submission and the eagerness to service her mistress, would she truly want to leave?

Hecate gave Bangle’s form one last look before she closed the door, leaving her new slave to rest before she was of need once again…



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