Enslaved by the Incubus (The Incubus Chronicles) by Fiona Thornton Read Free Book Online Page B

to shout out to whoever was there. But just then
stealth was her only friend, so she bit her blood-red lower lip and remained
silent.
    She was actually
growing tired of it all when she rounded a corner and entered a long marble
hallway, only to find herself in the path of a twenty-foot long king cobra. She
froze. The monster saw her and reared up. He kept her paralyzed with his cold
gaze that seemed to look directly into her. Then he let out a long, malevolent
hiss.

 
    Amy did not
hesitate. She ran.
    She could hear the
snake following but was too frightened to look back. She was the one being
hunted. If Amy wanted to survive, she would need to keep her wits about her. As
she ran, the paths before her made no sense. It was if they came into being as
she perceived them, and they were designed to disorient her, slow her down. She
was being teased and tormented even as the giant serpent came for her. She
could not backtrack the way she had come, because the way she had come was no
longer there, as if it had never existed. Obstacles were present, mercifully,
but they only delayed the monster at best. Amy closed and bolted massive oak
doors, never having time to check what else was in the room with her, or
whether there was another way out. None of the rooms had any windows, but they
all had secret passageways that she was compelled to enter as she discovered
them. She was being driven into greater and greater danger.
    What are you going to do to me?
    A hidden tunnel
dropped her onto the shore of an underground river. Steam was pouring off the
water – if it even was water. Amy did not dare swim in it, for fear of
being burned, dissolved, eaten, or falling prey to some horrible combination of
those fates. She was left with one path before her. That path led into a maze
of stone walls. She ran inside, thinking she already knew how this was going to
end.
    The serpent was in
the maze with her now, she was sure of it, just as she was sure it knew where
each path led and where he was going to corner her. With each dead end, Amy had
to turn and run back, trying to get to the mouth of another path before the
serpent trapped her. Several times she almost came to face to face with it and
had to sprint, gasping in the hellish, fiery air, to put distance between
herself and its coils. Finally she reached a set of stairs that went up several
levels into a long hall. There she reached a dead end from which she could not
escape. It was time for her to meet her fate.
    Get on with it already!
               

 
    The snake crested
the top of the stairs and moved to within ten feet of her. It reared up,
terrifying her. She was pressed against the wall, in a state of helpless
submission, but had enough sense to realize that she would have to prepare to
engage it if she wanted to live. Amy moved toward it and crouched, preparing
for its strike. The monster hissed. Then it lunged for her throat. Amy caught
the snake by its neck, just below the head, but the force of the leap took her
to the ground, leaving her on her back with the snake’s body running between
her breasts, over her bare belly and between her spread legs. That was all the
snake needed. It quickly wrapped itself about her divine body, pinning her
arms, crushing her breasts and stomach, and staking its claim between her legs.
In a matter of seconds she was fully bound.
    The serpent toyed
with her sadistically. It ran its body back and forth across her breasts, tearing
away the frail silk bikini top and stiffening her nipples. It ran its scutes
between her legs and across her clit, squeezing her into submission as she
kicked helplessly from the stimulation. She belonged to it, a fact that it
drilled home by cocking its head, fanning its hood, and staring into her
captive eyes, as if to say, I have you .
    Amy’s bondage to
the reptile lasted for what seemed an eternity as it mapped and explored her
womanly curves and recesses. Then, without warning,the cobra reared up. She