Shiro gritted her teeth and shook her head slightly. She was determined to resist the power of the snake woman. It was Sakura she wanted and she wasn't willing to succumb to demonic glamour like this. "Get lost!" she hissed through her teeth.
The snake woman chuckled, a peculiar sound, and her forked tongue flicked in and out of her mouth. "So be it!" she laughed, and raised her left hand. Shiro felt like she'd been slammed with a war hammer. "Aaah!" she yelled, arching her back. She vaguely felt herself being lifted. When her mind and vision cleared she found herself floating a few inches off the ground, spreadeagled and staring right into the face of the demon. She turned her head and saw that she had bands of glowing magic around her wrists and ankles. She tried to move, but they were as immovable as solid steel. Shiro had never encountered sorcery this powerful before.
Leisurely, the snake woman opened Shiro's kimono. Shiro was dimly aware of Sakura in the background ripping at her own bonds and shouting incoherently, but her attention was fixed on the reptilian face in front of her. "sssssss..." said the snake woman, cupping one of Shiro's breasts and running her hand slowly up Shiro's firm thigh. |