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THE ENCHANTRESS

Jean and I had met at the Sioux City aikido dojo in March, and by May we'd become great friends.... Enough so that she asked me to join her for a game of golf the following week.

Jeannie was very self-assured, yet reserved at the same time, which I found totally enchanting, added to her rich brown eyes and slim athletic build. My girlfriend Debbie and I were rock-solid in our relationship of nearly 7 years, and she had no problem with my working out with women at the aikido school, or even meeting up one-on-one to play golf. Such is trust...... though I certainly was captivated by Jeannie's eyes, her smile, her air.....

....and her power..... Because while her strength was certainly not up to that of a man, when we'd exchange holds at the school practices, she was certainly capable of holding her own. One time in particular, we were practicing defenses against over-the-arm bearhugs from the rear. As I was squeezing her, waiting for her to counter, she playfully said to the assistant instructor, "What if I don't WANT to escape?" bringing laughs from everyone.

When it was her turn, I was amazed at the resilience and strength she showed in trying to keep my arms clamped to my sides. Now, Jean was maybe one inch shorter than me and 20 pounds lighter..... but her long arms and strapping but feminine muscle gave her an excellent edge in this hold. As I used the art's technique to make the escape, I looked around at her and saw a delightful smile at my effort and success. Those dark eyes and long black hair were so distracting.... Alluring.

The golf date was "approved" by Debbie, though reluctantly. At 5'6", the cute blonde who'd hopelessly reeled me in more than half a decade ago was wonderful with different-sex friendships, but there was a hesitation I couldn't quite account for in her answer.

"You TRUST me, don't you?" I finally asked her.

"Sure, and I trust your judgment of HER too.....just..... be careful, okay?"

Jeannie and I met at the Millwood course, the small 14-hole course where she often played with her league girlfriends. This was the first time I saw her out of her martial arts 'gi' or uniform, and oh, what I had been missing..... Her shorts displayed a magnificent pair of legs, lean and muscular, long and tanned.

We had a wonderful round of golf.... I held my own, but she displayed an enchanting level of power in her technique. When she'd make a drive, her lean body would tense like a spring, yet with the control of a Swiss watch. As she'd uncoil in the quiet power of her drive, I found myself so drawn to her, I was so much hers.... As if she were casting a spell over me unconsciously. I swear that as she'd then turn to me with a delighted smile..... she KNEW the effect she was having on me. The eyes. It was the eyes.

When we returned to the clubhouse, she laced her long arms around me in a wonderful hug. And then it came:
"I want you to come by my house on Monday for lunch."

My senses swam as I groped for gracious words..... this woman was overpowering.

"Ummm, Jean, listen, we're okay, everyone's okay with this...... can, I like, bring Debbie? I mean, you know........."

"YES! Do bring her, of course. I've so been wanting to have you over....... I'd love meeting her!"

The enchanting brunette flashed me an ice-melting smile and walked to her car.

All weekend long I found myself thinking about her. Her eyes, her smile, her long legs, the touch of her velvety yet athletic arms around me as she hugged me after golf..... the quiet power of her body as we'd work out and grapple together during aikido......

Debbie and I made love that weekend, and she later told me it was magnificent, far better than usual. I couldn't bear to even admit to myself that it was because I couldn't push the enchantment of my fascination with Jeannie from my mind, even in the heat of passion. Debbie's long, powerful legs twined around me in insane heat, and yet in my mind it was Jean, dark, alluring Jean with her magnetic hold on me, who was there instead, draining me of my last bit of power in bed.

Monday came and Debbie and I left for Jean's house, and I was so aroused that even Deb noticed as I was driving. "If I didn't know better, I'd say I was in danger of losing you to that bitch!" But she said it with a smile. Through my stories about her, I think Jean had even managed to hook Debbie with her incredible charisma.

Jeannie met us at the door and was as strikingly beautiful as ever, in a bluejean skirt and short-sleeve white pullover, against which her luxurious dark hair formed the perfect contrast. Her perfectly muscled lean legs constantly pulled my attention away from her and Deb's eyes as we made small talk. She wore a pair of brown sandals with spiral multilaced straps that came part of the way up her calves...... the effect was captivating.... The tight enwrapping brown leather against her light, lean calves.

What can I say.... My mind was NOT there. I tried to make lame efforts at clever small talk and engaging quips, but this woman was so overpowering, it was like the atmosphere of her house was filled with pheromones. My cock was embarrassingly hard, and my worst self-conscious fear was that Debbie would notice.

The conversation seemed to mercurially elude me much of the time, I felt almost drunk, though Jeannie gave us each only one glass of wine.

Debbie finally asked to be excused to go to the bathroom. This left Jeannie and myself together in what was probably my most awkward moment yet with her. I felt myself groping for words.

"Eddie....... Listen. Will you LISTEN to me for a minute?"

"Yes........ Jeannie, what?"

She looked directly into my eyes.... Her brown eyes were overpowering, I felt the wine kicking in...

She said, "I know how you feel right now. Don't say ANYthing. I know." She moved closer. "Do you know how I feel?"

She slowly moved toward me. My senses tingled, I felt myself lapsing into a surreal setting, there were only here eyes...... They grew, I felt myself sinking into those enchanting brown orbs, I thought for a moment I was almost falling.... Part of my mind was saying: "The wine.... Was it something in the wine?" Her sweet scent was overpowering.

"Eddie? I want you. I want you NOW."

As my senses blurred, I noted a finality to her tone.
Suddenly I felt something hit me hard from the rear, I felt something impossibly tough and sinewy and muscular coiling around my neck and waist.

I dropped to the ground in pain and panic. The something tightened, tightened more...... tightened inexorably! I thrashed around, trying to fight, but whatever Jean had put in our wine was sapping my strength. I couldn't breathe, each movement I made drew the coils around me tighter. I felt myself passing out, but not before I noticed that Jeannie was gripping my wrists in her hands, strongly, and laughing wickedly........ I felt myself slipping into those haunting brown eyes

I don't know how long I had lapsed into a faint, but as I regained my senses I realized my head was clear and my strength was back..... the effect of whatever she'd given me had passed. I realized too that I was lying on Jeannie's sofa, in her spacious living room.

Jeannie was sitting in a large chair opposite me, watching me with a bemused yet lovely smile. She'd slipped into a two-piece bathing suit, and her body was completely stunning.

Pulling myself up into a sitting position, I shook off the immediate enchanting effect of her smile and amazing body. "What did you DO to me? WHY? Where's Deb?" I challenged.

That dazzling smile again. "Deb is fine, darling, she's resting in the other room. The 'what' is I gave you each a little 'something' to relax you for a few minutes so I could get ready for my little surprise. Nothing harmful, a little potion handed down from my grandmother."

The amusement dropped from her voice and a decidedly dominant, self-assured tone replaced it. "The 'why'? First, because I wanted to and I CAN. Second, because you're now mine. Completely. In fact you should be delighted, you're about to have an experience men would die for."

"What..... you..... Look, No way. I'm gone NOW, I'm getting Deb, and she better be allright!" I was furious, disquieted, nervous.... Though I tried to sound imperious, and failed. Jeannie knew it, there was something about her, almost an aura. We both got to our feet. She sidled over to me, and I felt transfixed in her gaze. I just couldn't pull myself away from this woman.

"You sure you want to try and leave me Eddie?" She slipped her arms around my neck. "Let me show you something." Glancing toward the bedroom she suddenly shouted, "Kim? Bring her out please Kim."

I was shocked. From the bedroom came Deb in the clutches of another woman, obviously 'Kim.' Kim had her long, obviously powerful arms wrapped around Deb from the rear, tightly pinning Deb's arms to her side, and was half-pushing, half-carrying Deb into the living room. Deb wiggled and struggled in vain. Kim was controlling her with very little effort, based on the smile on her face.

"Hold her right there, Kim," ordered Jean. I went to move toward them but Jean held me gently but firmly in a close hug.

Deb continued to struggle in Kim's embrace. "Kim, I don't want her to escape. Better make it JUST a bit tighter," Jeannie said, flashing Kim a smile. I could see Kim's arms tighten and her knuckles, one hand locked around her opposite wrist, whiten with the added constriction. My Debbie gasped in pain, and immediately held still so the larger woman wouldn't hurt her further.

Kim stood about two inches taller than Deb, and had short-cropped blonde hair. She didn't have Jeannie's, smooth curving lines but was heavier and more muscular. Still very lovely and very feminine, but in a slightly more Rubenesque way, with full hips, larger thighs, fuller chest. Kim continued to smile with an almost sadistic gleam in her eye, and was obviously concentrating on her task of squeezing my girlfriend in her powerful arms. Kim wore a one-piece swimsuit, and like Jean was barefoot. Deb's clothes had vanished, and she was wearing only her bra and thong panties. Deb's lovely features were wracked with pain as her face reddened with her efforts to breathe.

I went to break Jean's hold and go to Deb. Jean hissed a warning at me immediately: "Don't do it. You stay here or I'll tell Kim to hurt her." I got the message. Jean kept her long velvety arms around my neck teasingly. I realized that whatever enchantment Jean had held over me before was gone. Those lovely eyes, that incredible face framed by her full dark hair..... now their hold on me was gone. All I could think of was Debbie, in the clutches of that powerful woman.

Jean said in a low, confident voice, "That's much better..... behave nicely. This is going to be very special...... for BOTH of you. Just do as I say WITHOUT exception and Debbie will be fine. In fact Eddie, YOU'LL be fine too!" Slipping her arms from around me, she backed off a few steps.

"Eddie, Kim is the one who helped render you unconscious before. Her grip is immensely powerful, and she knows how to wrestle. She had her legs and arms around you before, so you know what I mean. She also is an expert and knows exactly how much power to use to render someone helpless without injuring them. Of course, if they resist.... Well, they really are injuring themselves in that case I suppose. She's capable of causing exquisite pain."

"What.... What do you want from me?" I asked, feeling ready to vomit.

"I want you. I need you in my own special way. Do exactly as I ask, and all will be fine. Now, Kim needs to quiet Debbie down for a moment. Do NOT move or Deb will be hurt badly. Kim? Now please."

At Jeannie's nod, Kim's smile faded and she focused on crushing my girlfriend's ribs, ever tighter in her python grip.

"Debbie!" I screamed, But Jeannie's ominous warning froze me where I stood.

Debbie's head jerked spasmodically at the rib-crushing pressure and she reddened horribly, kicking in Kim's grip as the blonde held her slightly off the floor.

Deb's head slumped as she all but passed out, as I stood watching in horror. Kim gently lowered Deb to the floor. Deb was breathing in her semi-consciousness, gasping, but was clearly helpless for now. Tears were streaming down her lovely face.

"See Eddie? She's fine. I just want Kim here for a moment."

Powerful Kim approached us, smiling again, and eyeing me eagerly.

"Don't worry Eddie, Kim's just helping me with a little ceremony," Jean said, her smile widening. "Face ME please." Kim slipped behind me, and Jeannie slipped up to me sensually, suggestively. "Off come your clothes Eddie.... Don't bother yourself, I'LL do it!"

I felt the silent Kim's arms slip around mine from behind, pinning them back behind me and locking immovably. Jean was right, this woman's grip was like iron. My arms were held back as if they were welded there. The touch of Kim's breath on my neck as she held me in close, the pressure of her full breasts pressing into my back, even her feminine power..... in spite of my fear for myself and Deb, I was immediately getting an immense erection.

"I see you like my friend's touch, Eddie," smiled Jean. "It gets better....."
Helpless, Jeannie started unbuttoning my shirt, very slowly, very sensually. As she undid the last few she pressed in close and ran her tongue up my neck. I was so repulsed by this incredible girl and yet my body was reacting as I couldn't remember. And she knew it, she brushed up against my hardening cock and sighed seductively.

Jean's hands went to my belt buckle, and I writhed in Kim's grip, trying to resist. "No.... don't....."

Smiling sardonically, Jeannie said, "Kim? Get his arms higher for me please, darling."
Kim released her arm lock, and quick as a flash, swung her smooth arms under my own, then up and around. I felt the caress of her long fingers on the back of my neck briefly, tantalizingly.... But then they found each other and interlaced, twining together to lock in a powerful full nelson hold. This raised my arms up, allowing Jean to undo and drop my pants.

"Kick them off now, Eddie," commanded the smiling Jeannie. I kicked off my tennies and then my Dockers. Once that was done, Kim released her steely hold, grabbed my open shirt, and tore it off me from behind. I stood there facing Jean in only my briefs.

Deb moaned and sat up, clutching her bruised ribs, still breathing irregularly.
"Kim," said the brunette, "see to Debbie, would you? Don't hurt her, just immobilize her. Completely."

Still saying nothing, the blonde walked over to Debbie, and knelt behind her, gripping her arms from behind just as she had my own moments earlier and locking them behind her.

"I..... don't understand Jean, what do you WANT? TELL me, name it, just let her GO," I pleaded. "What kind of people ARE you anyway?"

"I, dear man, am a sorceress. My entire family has been involved in the dark arts for generations. A very simple potion dulled your senses earlier. An even simpler spell attracted you to me at the school. It was child's play to reel you in like a spider.... And now here you are, in my silken web."

Seeing my look of doubt, she continued: "Kim there..... I called her my friend before.... But more accurately, she's actually a 'familiar'.... Heard of them? She's a VERY special woman with her own unique powers, completely dedicated to serving my every whim. And now you will TOO..... and if you don't, Deb will suffer."

At this, Debbie began to scream. With a nod from Jean, Kim leaned back from her kneeling position with Deb's arms still in her clutches, rolling Deb on top of her. Kim's long, lush legs whipped around my girl's sides and snapped together like a beartrap, her beautifully pedicured feet locking. Deb's slim, petite hourglass waist seemed lost in those full enwrapping thighs. Deb screamed again, but it was immediately cut off by a powerful squeeze from the locked, scissoring thighs of Kim. Kim's legs straightened, and Deb's voice choked off in a spasm of pain and gasps for breath. Deb's legs kicked in panic and she writhed in the blonde's grip, but she couldn't resist the pressure.

Kim eased up the pressure and grinned again, dazzlingly. Deb inhaled precious air, her eyes rolling. Kim just held her with her locked legs, but tightened her grip on Deb's arms, pinning them back further than before. I noted that she looked like she was stretched out on some sort of fleshy, bizarre medieval rack.... Voluptuous, sensual.... Yet unmoving and deadly. Kim's eyes met mine, and she smiled.... Again tightening her arms, pulling Deb's further back, leaving my girlfriend sobbing softly. That glance spoke volumes. Ignore or disobey Jean and this deadly woman would contract around my girlfriend like an anaconda.

"Eddie," said Jeannie, "this is the deal. Kim is going to hold Debbie like a living manacle. It's useless if she struggles, Kim can maintain that hold all day. You will now take care of MY needs right NOW.... Resist me or refuse me..... and Kim's grip tightens. Her legs are like steel cables, she's quite capable of squeezing Debbie until she suffocates.... But not before she feels her own ribs breaking. You'll get to hear them. Imagine? Oh, and Deb, screaming won't help. For one thing, my house is too isolated for anyone to hear you.... Secondly, it'll just piss off my Kim.... And I'm certain your ribs are still on fire from the last little warning shot."

Keeping my eyes on Jeannie, from the corner of my eye I could see Kim's ankles re-cross and reaffirm their boa-like grip. Kim teasingly allowed her crossed feet to softly rub against the inside of my Deb's thighs. I knew this deadly pair was serious. Cold chills ran through my stomach. But I met Jean's gaze and tried to sound as confident as I could. "Just tell me what you want." Naturally I still didn't buy the sorcery thing. She'd simply slipped us a light dose of something.... Maybe the Date Rape drug stuff I'd read about. But no question.... We were under the control of a dangerous woman.

"Okay, you want me? Fine. Let's go, gorgeous," I snapped sarcastically. "Here or the bedroom? Straight-up like Paula Abdul or Doggie-style? French or Turkish? The only thing is, only one of us will like it. It ain't gonna be me."

Jeannie laughed a silvery, charming laugh, her eyes flashing. "Oh no you silly thing. I don't want to fuck you. I want to WRESTLE you."

Stunned..... I replied, "WRESTLE me? What? You're not serious."

"Oh I AM.... I'm dead serious. I want you to try and wrestle me." I felt myself sinking into the charm of her smile again and shook it off.

"Listen you bitch, we've fought at the dojo. You're fit and skilled, yeah, but not better OR stronger than me. Tell me how you think you can possibly wrestle with me?"

"Eddie, first, I CAN. Second, I MUST. You see, outwrestling and overpowering a man is amazingly sensuous to me. AMAZINGLY. I want to... and you don't understand, but I HAVE to," she said. "Now will you? Willingly?" Her eyes narrowed. "Or should I have Kim wrap her thighs around Debbie's head instead of her ribs? I guarantee she could render Deb unconscious if not dead within less than a minute."

"NO!..... No, you want to try and wrestle..... FINE. Let's get this OVER with. FAST. And if that big bitch squeezes Debbie one more time, I'll break YOUR ribs."

I glanced over at Kim, but she just smiled again, my helpless girlfriend encoiled in her powerful limbs.... She flexed the toes of her locked feet, as if underscoring the constricting strength they held. Debbie squirmed helplessly, every muscle straining, but unable to budge an inch. She seemed lost in those muscular thighs, like a children's doll.

My attention shot back to Jeannie, who stepped back several feet from me. God, she was magnificent in that suit, amazing muscle tone, every pore exuding sex. In spite of the loathing and hate I felt, I still had a massive erection. Damn, she wouldn't stop Smiling!

"Oh, Eddie? One more thing? I get to wrestle as I REALLY am..... not just as you see."

Jeannie raised her arms ever so slightly.

Quick as a flash four long tentacles shot out from her sides, one pair rooted about three inches under her armpits, another less than an inch below those. They shot toward me in the half-second my mind took to digest this and register utter horror.

I found myself engulfed in writhing coils, that effortlessly pinned my arms to my sides and compressed. In seconds I was a struggling captive, no better off than Debbie.

Jeannie threw her head back and laughed. She walked toward me, and as she did, the decreasing distance allowed the coils to slip around me tighter.

"You see, darling.... As a sorceress, I can merge my powers with the demons which serve my family. I, umm, 'borrowed' these from one. Impressed?" She laughed again as I struggled. She wasn't even exerting herself. Now the situation really struck me like a hammer. She WAS an enchantress.

Writhing helplessly, I screamed, "WHY Jean..... whatever you are? WHY?"

Now inches from me, she breathed huskily: "Eddie, I TOLD you. I NEED this from you. NOTHING excites me more than outwrestling a big strong man. Now, Listen very carefully......"

"You know how strong I am, even though I'm not as strong as you. And our skill at aikido is about the same. No tricks. Each of my extra arms is as strong as one of YOURS. Obviously I have FOUR of them...." Here she paused again, convulsed for the moment with sadistic laughter. "Oh, AND.... They can CONSTRICT!"

"..... so, this makes up for your extra size and strength..... AND the fact that I insist upon winning. Oh, but.... If I sense you're LETTING Me win.... To END this? No, that's unacceptable. Debbie dies."

My eyes shot back to the writhing couple on the carpet, and Kim's tanned thighs seemed to visibly tense and constrict around Debbie. Interestingly, Kim seemed to be making an effort to hold Debbie up so that she could see the conflict between Jeannie and me. Debbie started to scream at the sight of Jeannie's captivating tentacles, but a warning squeeze from Kim cut if off quickly.

Jean continued: "Now....... I need a good struggle from you. Is this clear?"

"YES......yes, please...... I'll TRY!"

"Very very good, "she giggled. The long limbs unwound from me. She stepped back, and I caught my breath, trying to control my panic. I stared at what I was facing.

Each tentacle was the same shade as Jeannie's amazing alabaster skin. They were each about eight feet long. Where they joined her amazing body, they were about as thick as my own forearm, tapering down to the diameter of my thumb. They waved in the air, hypnotizingly. Suddenly, they were gone, seemingly retracted in Jeannie's body.

Deb was speechless in horror, and fear of Kim's reaction to anything she might say.

Smiling, the gorgeous brunette dropped into a wrestler's stance, approaching me carefully with arms extended. Doing the same for a moment, convinced I had no other alternative but to indulge this she-monster, I decided to take an aggressive position. I lunged, and tried to immobilize her arms. Actually, I almost succeeded in spinning and winding her into a half-nelson. But her sinuous, monstrous arms reappeared and began coiling around my arms, trying to force them together to pin and bind them.

Dropping all hope of completing my hold and takedown, instead I was immediately on the defensive, trying to fight off the leathery coils, and keep them from getting a grip. At the same time however, I noticed the clinging proximity of Jeannie's luxuriant body.... She teased me with it, distracting me.

My hesitation was enough, the swift coils managed to gradually encircle and immobilize me, and bound and helpless, I went down. Jean came down with me, landing on me. I was face up, unable to move my arms. They were again pinned tightly to my sides by all four of her arms

The flesh of her extra supernatural limbs was as warm and smooth as her own skin, an extension of her overpowering sex. To reinforce this, she lay atop me, caressing my face with her own warm hands, and my senses tingled. The tentacles drew in tighter, cocooning me in their warm constriction. Jeannie grapevined my legs in her own, stretching them out painfully yet alluringly. Maddeningly, she never stopped smiling.

"You're completely helpless Eddie.... Maybe I'm wrong, but that took less than thirty seconds. And maybe I'm wrong again, but are you enjoying yourself or did you store a candle in your shorts?"

She was right. I was being overpowered by this woman.... This demon..... in more ways than one. My mind was focused only on Debbie, but my body WANTED Jean so desperately.....

Jeannie relaxed the pressure, but not before running her lovely feet up and down my legs a few times. My hard-on wouldn't let up.

She unwound herself, but this time she didn't retract her powerful tentacles. I staggered to my feet, my arms aching from her grip.

"You're not TRYING, Eddie. Come ON, give me a battle. I find that so exciting. You don't want me to tell Kim to start ratcheting up the pressure on your damsel in distress, now DO you?"

I heard Kim whimper, but didn't dare take my eyes off Jean, fearing a distraction. Sure enough, a moment later, the tentacles flew forward again.

This time I was ready, I snared two of them in my hands, and twisting, I managed to trap a third under my right armpit as it tried to elongate around my torso. They were insanely strong..... each controllable, but in combination, it was like trying to wrestle a squid.

"Hmmm, very good, you're quicker than I thought," chided Jeannie, playfully. "Know what though? When you combine them with everything else, I really have EIGHT, you know.... Hehehehe"

Rather than trying to strengthen the grip of her tentacles, Jean instead leaped up and encircled my waist with her lean, long legs, and I felt them lock behind me. She straightened them suddenly and leaned straight out from my body, squeezing intensely. I gasped in pain. The weight of her body was overbalancing me, and the pain of her legs was shocking. Forgetting all else, I dropped my hands to her legs, prying at them. The released tentacles slithered around my upper arms, and worse, my neck.

Laughing maniacally, Jean twisted and I fell to the floor, gripping at her warm legs. I managed to relieve the squeezing pressure a bit, but she started constricting my neck with two of her tentacles. The others gradually drew my own arms behind me, pinning them there. Tighter, tighter grew the grip on my neck, and Jeannie felt my weakening. Finally, I gave in and fell to the floor.

The tentacles eased immediately. "Eddie? You're simply going to have to try harder. If you think I'm squeezing you hard, imagine what Debbie will feel if Kim decides to give her the works??"

Jeannie was hardly exerting herself. The tentacles released me, but she kept my midsection trapped in her sleek, strapping, velvety legs. She tightened the grip of her scissors, and my stomach burned in agony. "Eddie? Can you break this hold, honey?" Damn her, she wouldn't stop smiling.

I struggled in her grip, and finally, with great strain, managed to pry them apart..... she kept her tentacles at her sides. I got up..... but was panting heavily, sweating. Her constriction was taking its toll and I was weakening fast. My head was swimming from the choke hold of her tentacles, and my ribs ached from the pressure of her crushing legs.

"Relax for a moment Eddie darling. I want to check on Debbie." Jeannie rose and kept her tentacles extended.... She walked purposefully over to Debbie, still entangled in the overpowering limbs of the silent Kim.

Jeannie played the tips of her tentacles over Deb's thighs, making my girlfriend writhe in disgust. Kim tightened her grip.

"Kim, Sweetie? Let her go for a second. I want a moment with Debbie here." Jeannie smiled evilly.

Releasing her leggy grip and her pinning arms, Kim allowed Deb to roll off her. Deb lay on her side briefly, groaning and catching her breath, her ribs in pain from Kim's steel grip.

"Kim, see to my dear Eddie, will you please? Eddie, don't resist." I didn't dare move a muscle.

Kim approached me without a word...... The powerful woman dragged me to the carpet effortlessly, and kneeled behind me. She laced her muscular legs around my head from behind, curling them up in a lotus-style position. She leaned back on her hands and squeezed.... Not enough to smother me, but enough to let me know she could destroy me at any time. I groped at the imprisoning limbs of steel, but there was no escape. They felt like columns of stone covered with lovely feminine flesh. Kim let me pry at them, I almost felt that she was enjoying my complete helplessness.

Meanwhile, Jeannie's tentacles quickly removed Deb's bra and panties. Deb was too weak to resist. Jeannie knelt, and flipped Deb onto her back. Kneeling near Deb's head, Jeannie slipped her four tentacles under and around Debbie, lacing up her arms helplessly to her sides in the hold she seemed to prefer best. Debbie looked like she was in a cocoon of flesh. Then the horrible brunette lowered herself onto Debbie.

"Deb darling..... the roles are reversed. Kim will slowly strangle Eddie in her thighs if you don't do exactly as I say....."

"YES, yes ANYthing! Don't HURT me! Don't hurt HIM!" my beautiful girl shrieked, as she writhed in Jeannie's supernatural arms.

"VERY good. You learn quickly, baby. You'll know JUST what to do.... Use your tongue honey..... use it like never before........"

And the demon lowered herself onto my Debbie..... her crotch was on Debbie's face, and Jean's own face was in Debbie's. Jeannie's hands ran silkily up and down Deb's inner thighs, her writhing legs. Jean's own legs enwrapped Deb's head, scissoring it, but not to squeeze....... Her thigh muscles were working at her, coaxing Deb to do what she wanted.....

And Deb did. Jean began to moan.... Rolling her thighs over Deb's face, working her tongue into Deb. And Deb's moans turned to gasps...... not of pain, but damn them both, of rapture. Jean was casting a new spell over her. The tips of her tentacles weren't clutching her in captivity as much as playing at her nipples, her neck, her clit. The gasps turned to screams in what I thought were seconds, but which were more likely 15 minutes. Every time I'd struggle against the imprisoning thighs of Kim, they'd tighten ever so slightly, ready to render me unconscious. Damn it all, my cock was harder than ever.

And they thrashed together on the floor, Debbie and Jean with their tongues in each other, Debbie's arms pinned and helpless in the warm constriction of Jean's demonic extra arms, her head enfolded in the soft yet powerful flesh of Jeannie's sleek locked thighs.

I heard Deb scream as her body locked in shocks of joy, unlike anything I'd heard in our most intimate moments. At the same time, Jeannie released a primal groan of animalistic ecstasy, and I could see every muscle in her body tense.

Minutes later, they separated, and amazingly, rather than attempting to escape, Deb, just lay there as Jeannie caressed her tenderly with six limbs. The tentacles played over my girl's smooth and sweating skin, still eliciting moans of pleasure.

I screamed, "Goddamn you! What the fuck ARE you! Let her go, let me go NOW!"

Jean's eyes flashed to mine, now more filled with evil than lust. Kim's legs began to tighten, choking off my words.

"NO Kim. Let him go. I need you to control Deb again. I'll take him from here." The voluptuous blonde slid her legs from around me, leaving me catching my breath. She stood and moved back to Deb, looking curiously at Jeannie.

"Eddie, we're going to wrestle one more time. Do your BEST. Put up a REAL struggle for your Jeannie. Here's the alternative....." She nodded toward Kim. "Kim, let them see you as you really are, my charming familiar."

Kim knelt over Debbie, grasping Deb's wrists in her insanely powerful hands. Kim's head snapped back in concentration..... and a change began to come over her magnificent body.

Kim's legs entwined together as if she were again scissoring a victim.... And they seemed to merge and lengthen. And darken.....

Horribly, Kim's lower body was elongating into that of a dreadful serpent. It continued to extend until it was nearly twelve feet long and as thick as Deb's own thighs. From the navel up, Kim's body was every bit the amazing woman she had been.

Jean giggled madly. "You see Eddie? This is what my familiar really is. She's called a 'Lamia', by the way, half snake, half woman. Debbie is hers now unless you can hold your own against poor weak little Jeannie one final time."

Kim's pythonic lower self whipped around Deb too quickly to follow. Once Deb was cocooned in at least five enwrapping coils of serpentine muscle, from her breasts to her thighs, Kim released her wrists. Deb clawed and pounded at the steel coils, but with no effect. Kim continued to smile as she leaned back on her hands. I saw the silvery coils tighten slightly, and Deb's head shot back as she screamed in agony.

"EDDIE! Help, she's crushing meeeeee! Uhhhhhhhh....." Deb sobbed and writhed as she struggled for breath, tears staining her reddening cheeks.

I darted forward, and grabbed at the coils, struggling to pull them apart. I pulled with all my strength, but they were immovable.

I whirled and screamed at the evil Jean, "STOP IT! I'LL do ANYthing! Let her GO!"

Calmly Jean eyed me, up and down. "Oh I know you will, Eddie. You see now why Kim is so powerful in her captivating holds. She's a constrictor. And so am I.... So I'll warn you. The next time you allow yourself to become trapped in my own coils again.... It will be the end of you."

"Please...... please, I'm begging you now..... what is it you WANT?"

"A good fight, Eddie. A struggle. Something that will excite me. I mean really.... Do you HAVE a choice?"

Kim adjusted her mighty coils around my girlfriend's petite frame, now pinning her arms to her sides. Debbie whimpered in fear and pain, struggling for breath. Her feet kicked in vain at the lush carpeting. Kim leaned back on her hands and stared down at her, waiting for the command from Jean to wring Debbie to a pulp. Then I saw what was perhaps the most shocking thing in spite of all the maddening horror of the day.... A long bifurcated tongue slipped from Kim's mouth, fully twelve inches long..... it dropped down and played at her own nipples teasingly.

Kim smiled hungrily.

"Let's go, Eddie. Careful now....... Playtime's over," came Jeannie's voice.

I rose and turned to her........

Insane, I charged at her in a full run. No style, just raw, furious power. She was completely unprepared. I wrapped my arms around her and ran her into the wall. We connected with such shock, that I drove the breath from her with a loud shout of pain. Stunned, she dropped to the floor. All of her tentacles were limp.

I reached down and grabbed her head in my hands, using an aikido controlling technique. Twisting, I lifted her up effortlessly, and took her down again, this time dropping my knee onto her breastbone. She screamed in pain, but with little air, stunned from the force of my attack. For the first time her demonic smile vanished, replaced with a grimace of pain and anger.

I scooped her up in my arms, crushing her in a brief bearhug, intending to smash her to the floor under me.

The infighting was a severe mistake..... Her eyes flashed open in fury, and two of her tentacles whipped around my ribs. The other two sinuously wrapped around my two arms, each stretching them out to the side. I writhed in her grip with all my strength, but to no avail.... I was lifted off the floor, crucified, my two arms stretched out straight by two tentacles, as the other two coiled more tightly around my ribs and midsection.

"That was VERY very good Eddie.... NOT good enough. Let's see what happens when I try squeezing you....."

And it began..... gradually..... her lower two tentacles coiled tighter... tighter..... My ribs were compressed..... my stomach burned.... I kicked and writhed in vain. I felt myself gradually blacking out in the grip of steel.

She hissed in my ear, "Eddie? Remember how I said I'd let you go if you fought well? You failed. Let's see if you're better at anything else!"

Easing the squeezing pressure, but still pinioning me in her powerful demonic tentacles, I felt her hands removing my shorts.... Made more difficult by the size of my cock..... To be in such pain and to still have a hard-on, my mind remotely noted the surprise. She then slipped off her bikini bottom, though she left her top on.

Jean's smile had returned. She effortlessly lowered me to the floor, stretching my arms straight up over my head, her top two tentacles wrapping them each from bicep to wrist. She lowered herself onto me, and as she moved closer, this allowed more length of her bottom tentacles to encoil me further like a tightening python. I writhed in their grip but was helpless..... all this was doing was draining what was left of my strength.

"I...I thought you didn't want to fuck...." I managed to gasp.

"What I WANTED Eddie, was your energies. I get my energies from your body. I get my excitement from the struggle, from watching you squirm in my inescapable grip," she replied, moving closer.... I could smell her alluring breath. Her body was pressed tightly into me........

And then after an eternity of anticipation, she lowered herself onto my cock like a moist hot ring. My head swam, my hips reflexively shot upward, almost on their own, to penetrate her deeply. Her body responded instantly, rotating, contracting around my dick. Her muscular control was astounding. She pulled off slightly, then down again hard, and each time it felt like, impossibly, I was entering her even more deeply. I knew I was under her enchantment again, but this time it was strictly my body, not my mind. Mentally, I was repulsed. My body was acting on its own though, and I pushed into her yet harder as her head shot back in ecstasy and she screamed in delight. Her tentacles tightened spasmodically and I gasped for breath.

She released my arms from her top two tentacles. I dropped my hands to the two encircling and compressing my ribs, running my hands over them. Soft, sleek, muscular..... and even sensuous..... yet capable of squeezing the breath from us. She dropped her two free tentacles down to stroke the insides of my thighs with them, their tips caressing my nuts, and the sensation was maddening.

My body rebelled yet again..... giving itself to her, my arms encircled her in a warm caress, she did the same, and we finally fell into a passionate kiss, our tongues probing, filling each other with our breath, our essence.

With a final thrust, my cock exploded inside her, and as some remote part of my mind registered hate at myself, I screamed in sheerest joy and lust..... as did Jean.

We lay there panting for several moments, entangled in each other. Then taking a deep satisfied breath, the brunette unwound her limbs from me, leaving me physically and spiritually drained on the carpet. She was now wearing nothing but her bikini top.

Jeannie's strength and composure returned swiftly. She walked over and stood near the encoiled Debbie, staring down at them.

"Eddie," she said, turning very serious. "Get up."

"I don't.... I don't know if I can...."

"DO it, Eddie. At least sit up. Lean against the sofa if you have to." I did so, though slowly.

"Darling, I need your energies. All of them," she said grimly.

"I don't understand.... We just...."

"I said ALL, Eddie. That was almost all. But I'm afraid I can't stop now. The hunger is greater than my control..." There was almost a note of sadness in her voice.

She continued staring down at my imprisoned Debbie, who stared back at the deadly duo in horror. Debbie looked like she was practically in shock. Jean extended a tentacle and absent-mindedly stroked Deb's clit. Deb whimpered and squirmed, but I detected that part of her was gasping in delight. Kim held her impossibly tight, but was not constricting enough to prevent her breathing. The snake woman reached down with her arms, and gently but firmly pushed Deb's slender thighs apart, allowing the tentacle to enter Deb. The tip thrust in repeatedly, eliciting screams of joy from my girl.

"NO!" I shouted, "PLEASE stop that." I struggled to my feet.

"Eddie, she's enjoying it.... Can't you SEE that?" the enchantress smiled.

"You have her hypnotized....... She's not enjoying it any more than I did!"

Jean's eyes momentarily flashed anger.... But she composed herself and smiled again. "Eddie, I'm going to let Debbie go. In return you have to offer me yourself.... ALL your energies."

The sound of that filled me with disgust and fear but I tried to focus on Debbie. "And what if I refuse?"

Jean shrugged. "I'll take your essence ANYWAY, though I prefer you give it willingly.... It's more.... 'fulfilling,' shall we say. And then I'll take Deb's TOO, but only after I've had Kim wring the life from her. And I'll have her do it very very slowly. Debbie and you both will get to hear her dying for several minutes, I promise. I'll hold you and make you watch. Kim is an expert as I said before. She'll bring Deb right to the brink of passing out, then give her just enough oxygen to bring her back. She considers this a bit of a game. Her sensitivity to her victims' struggles is amazing."

I could see Kim licking her lips with her sinuous forked tongue. The flat muscles of her abdomen tensed, and I knew what that meant. Her coils had just tightened around Debbie. Debbie tried to plead, "No....... no more.... Don't..... uhhhhhhhh......"
She was all but out of breath.

"Let her go. I'll do anything you want. Just let her go." I felt like I barely had enough strength left to protest.

At a nod from the enchantress, Kim unwound her coils from Debbie. Slowly, the transformation came over the Familiar again, as the Lamia resumed her human shape.... The powerful woman rose and stood up on two shapely but powerfully muscled legs.

"Kim, bring darling Debbie here to the bedroom. Get her clothes, bring her out to her car. Debbie? Goodbye, dear," Jeannie said.

Kim pulled the barely conscious Deb to her feet and supported her as they slowly walked to the bedroom from which they'd first emerged. Deb didn't have enough breath left to say a word to me, but she looked back over her shoulder and shook her head, as if to protest my staying behind in her stead.

"Just GO. Go NOW," I demanded.

When they were out of sight, Jeannie came up to me with that haunted smile on her face, and a hungry expression in her eyes. "Now it's time Eddie. Give yourself to me. Now....."

Not completely sure what she wanted, I took the demonic yet beautiful brunette into my arms. I felt her body respond immediately. Incredibly, mine did too though minutes ago it felt completely drained. My hardening cock pressed into her and she sighed in response.

"Oh yes darling....... But now I want more. And I want it all....... You're mine." Her lips came to mine in a hungry kiss.

Motion outside the window behind Jean caught my eye. Kim was walking the now reclothed Deb out to our car, still supporting her, as Deb was very unsteady on her feet.

Halfway across the lawn, to my utter shock, I saw Kim suddenly grab my Deb, and pull her to the ground. The unstoppable woman rapidly slid her long legs around my all-but-exhausted girl, clamping Debbie in yet another anacondalike scissors around her ribs. Her ankles crossed and locked, and her legs straightened in exquisitely painful constriction.

"What the Fuck!...." I began, pulling back from Jean.

Kim's head fell backwards in evil laughter as she began to wring the life from the poor petite blonde. Debbie began screaming in pain with what little air and energy she had left. I could see hopelessness on her face even from this distance as she felt herself dying. Her legs kicked desperately and her head lashed from side to side in agony. She pounded and clawed at the constricting pillars of muscle enwrapping her body, and her face began to turn bright red. Kim seized her flailing hands in hers, relocked her ankles and focused her viselike grip for the final burst of power. I could even see the crotch of Debbie's shorts darken as her bladder let go.

I screamed in Jean's face, only inches from me, holding her at arm's length, "You LIED to me! STOP her! She's KILLING her!"

Jean laughed charmingly, distractedly. "Sorry darling. Yes I lied to you. Forget about her. She belongs to Kim now. Just as you belong to ME."

I pulled my arms back and shot a powerful punch to Jean's lovely face, catching her square on the cheekbone. It staggered her, but amazingly didn't knock her down, or even all that far back.

Before I could move to the door, Jean darkened and growled at me, "You're not going anywhere, lover. I could have made this rapturous for you. I own you. It's over."

Once again her tentacles emerged, all four of them attempting to envelop me at once. I blocked them, fought at them, for what seemed like minutes. In truth, with my exhaustion, it was probably seconds. One finally slipped around my left arm, rendering it useless. Another slipped between my legs and up, then wrapping around my waist from the rear and placing searing pain on my crotch.

Distracted by the pain, it was simple for Jeannie to immobilize my arms. She gradually pinned them to my side, layering several tentacular coils around them. The end of one tentacle wrapped my hard cock, constricting the base rhythmically, making me groan in agony. One tentacle wound my legs, binding them also, and making it all but impossible to move.

Ignoring the searing pain from her bruised and cut cheekbone, Jeannie moved closer, allowing the coils to enwrap me further.

"Goodbye, Eddie. Your essence will add at least ten more years to my life. I only hope my next victim will put up more of a struggle.."

The tentacles all contracted horribly, and the breath was crushed from my lungs. My senses reddened and I felt myself blacking out from the horrible pressure. Just at the brink of unconsciousness, they released me.

I slumped to the floor. I looked up dazedly to see Jeannie removing her bikini top.

Lovely, firm breasts..... and more....

Two horrible, puckering, pulsating suckers, one just under the nipple of each breast. I could hear myself beginning to scream.

One tentacle slipped around my face, wrapping my mouth and effectively gagging me. Jean pulled me up with her hands around my wrists, and then, standing close, slipped her arms around me, hugging me. I felt those breasts, and worse, those awful mouths. They puckered against my ribs, I felt them undulating, sucking. I screamed again, but nothing came out, the tentacle around my mouth prevented all sound.

Jeannie's other tentacles lashed around us BOTH, wrapping around me and her own body two. After several coils formed around us, they contracted, pulling us painfully together.

"This won't hurt if you give in to me Eddie. Look into my eyes." I couldn't help myself, they became darkening pools that were drawing me into their depths. Her body grew hot against mine, the sensation of demonic heat was overpowering.

Helpless, completely unable to struggle against her octopuslike grip, I felt my throbbing cock slide into her again. I felt her incredible vaginal muscles constrict, clamp down on it. And the tentacles tightened more, pulling me tightly into her breasts as the writhing mouths began to draw my energies from me.

The tentacle around my mouth slipped away, wound instead around me with the others, adding more constriction, crushing me into Jeannie. Lovely, dark Jeannie. My beloved Jeannie.

I screamed, but not in horror. I heard myself, almost from a distance, screaming, "Yes...... YES..... Jeannie, please, don't let me go!...... tighter!........"
The mouths sucked at me....... Her vagina sucked at me.......

My eyes were drawn to the window momentarily. Debbie lay still, crushed, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Kim was still squeezing even though my Debbie was dead. But the smiling devil woman was running her tongue over Deb's face. She licked briefly at the blood, and her eyes rolled back in ecstatic delight.

My eyes dazedly returned to Jean. My Jeannie. She was all my mind and body cared about.

I managed to gasp, "Please...... my love, tighter..... take me all....."
As the mouths sucked the final vestiges of consciousness from me, I registered my shooting my last wad into her overpowering heat, surge after surge of jism........

I smiled one last time in the arms of my lover...... and then there was nothing.

By Moe A

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