Miia’s Mischief

by LamiaStorm8

While watching a certain movie, Miia is made aware of a long forgotten power of lamia: hypnosis. With this new power in mind, Miia hatches a plan to finally win her Darling. But what will happen alonf the way?

4. Chapter 4

Cerea sighed as she trotted next to Tanner. As much as a centaur always drew a crowd, one dressed like they were attending a Greek coronation brought even more eyes.

Tanner was of course absolutely giddy. He did his best not to stare at Cerea, but she would occasionally catch his gaze lingering on her face. Despite this, his stare didn't feel the same as humans; after all, he was a demi human as well, but there was more to it than that. His gaze was much more reverent.

When they entered the restaurant, Cerea gasped. It's ceiling was high, hanging from it many ornate and immaculate chandeliers. The walls, painted dark red with golden trim, were lined with paintings or flowers, and all the staff wore a suit of some kind. Cerea had been in a few buildings that were this fancy, but never a restaurant; it felt to her more like a lords mansion!

Tanner approached the hostess and said, "A reservation for Tanberosa. Table for two with a large species accommodation." His tone didn't change at all as he asked, just smooth and suave.

Cerea was surprised. Most demi humans had some trouble asking humans for special treatment sometimes, but Tanner just went about it all with such ease. They were lead to their table, where Cerea climbed down into her special booth, so that she sat at eye level with Tanner, a small bouquet of lilies and two candles in the center of the table between them. Cerea blushed upon sitting down. In a fancy place such as this, a centaur was sure to be a bizarre sight, no matter how much makeup she had on.

Tanner placed his hand on the table and asked, "Lady Cerea, are you alright? I hope this restaurant was okay, its an old favorite of mine."

Cerea shook her head, keeping her gaze down for the most part. "No, tis fine...I'm just still not very comfortable around a lot of people..." she folded her hands on the table.

"Ah," Tanner nodded. "I understand completely. It took me a while to warm up to humans too. But lady Cerea, if you would, take a closer look at the people around you."

Cerea lifted her head to give Tanner a confused look, to which he just waved his hand around the table. Cerea looked around the room again; everyone looked like normal humans. Then, Cerea noticed a waiter, whose kobold ears were slicked back with his hair. There was a devil girl of some kind who walked by, her hair concealing her horns, the only evidence of her nature was her eyes. Looking closer still, she saw tails tucked into chairs or skirts, horns or ears poking out of hair, and other evidence all around her that almost half the patrons of this restaurant were extra species. More so, everyone there was dressed to a degree of fanciness themselves, so she stood out even less. Cerea was able to breath a sigh of relief.

Tanner smiled. "I know how it feels. Like you, my nature is hard to hide as well, without an extremely large pair of sweatpants that is. My mother used to take me here on vacations to this city. I've always enjoyed it because everyone here has either seen, or is, something more interesting than yourself." Tanner took a sip of water. "Oh, not that there is anything on this earth more stunning to look at than you of course, Cerea." Once more, he resumed making heart eyes at Cerea, causing her to blush more.

They ordered their food soon after with a bottle of wine. At Tanner's behest, Cerea chose not to get a salad, as usual, but a grilled sandwich of some kind. "Trust me, it's to die for," he said as he ordered himself a plate of vegetable spaghetti.

As they waited for their food, Cerea sat silently. She could tell even Tanner was uncomfortable with the unusually long pause.

"So, Lady Cerea," Tanner began, seeming more nervous and shy now as he spoke a little quieter, "how do you like Japan? Mero has never told me how long you or the other girls have been here."

Cerea let her shoulders relax a little. At least if he was nervous as well, she could let herself be at more ease, and the question was simple enough. "I've come to enjoy many parts of Japan. The baths and hot springs are amazing, as well as much of the cuisines. However, my experience with people here has not always been pleasant..."

Tanner nodded. "Ah, of course. As is to be expected. At least you were placed with an exceptionally kind host."

Cerea raised a brow. "What do you mean?"

"Well," Tanner said, blushing now, "Mero has written to me in much detail about just how kind and caring your host is. Mister..Kurusu, correct? What a stroke of luck (or Smith's laziness) that you all ended up with him. Lord knows there were plenty worse options."

Cerea thought in silence for a moment. "Yes, he is very kind isn't he..?" Her eyes were cast to the table. "I suppose it was all of our poor sampling of humans prior to meeting him that made us all become so smitten with him. Comparatively, he's absolutely wonderful..." she blushed and shook her head. "Oh, how horrid of me, I don't mean to speak ill of my master! He is a wonderful person on his own merit, and really is quite a gentlemen."

Tanner was blushing now, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah...Mero mentioned all that too." His eyes were now glued to the table as well.

After another bit of silence, their food arrived. Cerea was skeptical of hers; she'd never tried an avocado before, and wasn't sure what to expect of the other ingredients layered onto this sandwich. Though, it did smell good, as well as Tanner's spaghetti, which smelled divine.

Before Cerea began to eat, she noticed Tanner had his hands folded and eyes closed, seemingly praying. Cerea set her food down and respectfully waited for him to finish.

As soon as he opened his eyes and set his hands on his fork, he noticed Cerea waiting. "Oh, I'm sorry Cerea. You don't need to mind me, you could have started." He said with a lopsided smile.

Cerea shook her head. "Oh don't be silly. I understand the importance of devotion, be it in religion or servitude. We centaurs do our best to respect the customs of everyone, especially the ones buying us lunch."

Cerea and Tanner shared a small laugh. "Well, I appreciate that. My mother was very religious, surprisingly. Much unlike some of our kind have become in recent decades."

Cerea nodded. "I have met a few female satyrs. They're a rowdy bunch."

"Indeed," Tanner said, pouring two glasses of wine, "but my mother is actually a faun, and my father was a satyr. Though we are physically the same race, in culture, history, and attitude we are quite different."

Cerea cocked her head in interest. "Oh really? That is fascinating. I had heard that the exchange bills had resulted in a rise of mixing in faun and satyr population, but for your parents to be from either side must have been shocking at the time."

Tanner rubbed his neck, "well, it wasn't just the exchange that made it possible..."

After that, he quieted down and began to eat. Cerea, not wanting to pry, followed suit. The first bite she took of her sandwich blew her away; it was as if she had a firecracker of flavor giving her an orgasm in her mouth! The bread was crunchy yet flavorful, while the cheese was gooey, warm, and sharp in its taste. The lettuce and tomatoes were some of the freshest she'd had, while another taste was altogether new to her - the avocado! Cerea tried to keep herself from moaning or devouring the whole thing in one bite.

Tanner chuckled to himself so bit. "I take it you like your dish, Lady Cerea?"

Cerea could only nod in response as she took another bite. In a matter of minutes, Cerea's sandwich was gone, and Cerea found herself nearly eating the plate out of desperation for more.

Tanner smiled and pushed his plate to her. "Here, would you like some of mine?"

Cerea looked at the fried zucchini and squash, the shredded carrots and beats, all covered in warm tomato sauce and noodles..."Oh I wouldn't dare impose! I'm fine." She said with a pained smile.

Tanner laughed, "Cerea, you needn't keep up any appearances around me. I can tell you're still hungry; the portions here are small for herbivores. I'm not a big eater myself though, so if you want, you're more than welcome to some of mine."

Cerea couldn't deny that from the moment she smelled the spaghetti it made her mouth water...slowly, doing her best to control herself, Cerea accepted the plate and began eating small bites. She almost wanted to scream from the exquisite flavor.

Just as Cerea was about to pass what was left of the plate back to Tanner, there was a loud bang at the front doors.

A shout rang out, "Attention everyone!" Followed by rapid gunshots, making all of Cerea's hair stand on end, "we are the Pioneer Orc Renaissance Kinsmen! We are now holding this entire restaurant hostage! You might be wondering why!"

"These swine...?" Cerea grit her teeth as all around her people began to panic and scream. "I thought they'd been deported..."

"We've heard there is a certain patron of this establishment here today! A prince who has a lot of influence on the inter species exchange bills! We get him, and nobody else gets hurt! Sound good?" The head orc shouted as he waved his machine gun at waitresses.

Cerea growled and readied herself. "I will not be made into some pawn for these disgusting degenerates...Tanner-"

She looked to Tanner, who had a dark expression on his face as he stared at the table.

"Hey, you, with the horns!" An orc approached their table. "What's your name, goat boy?" He sneered as he huffed a hot stinking breath into Tanners ear.

Tanner turned his head, scowling at the brute. He raised his arm to hit the pig, but as soon as he blinked, the orc was on the ground, groaning.

Cerea leapt from her seat, pulling a skinny, long bladed dagger from her cleavage, a matching one currently burried in the orcs chest.

Tanner looked at her in shock and awe, making Cerea blush. "Miia refused to let me bring my sword, so I improvised..."

Tanner blushed and smiled, his eyes again filled with love. "You never cease to amaze me, Lady Cerea..." he voice trailed off dreamily.

"Hey!" The head orc yelled, "that centaur bitch has knives, and she took down one of ours! Get her!"

The sound of rapid gunshots soon filled the restaurant. The orcs couldn't hit Cerea no matter how many shots they fired. She herself moved around the room like a flash as the orcs sprayed lead haphazardly. One by one, she reached an orc and struck him down, one with a slash to the belly, one across the back, one a kick to his legs. After less than two minutes, only the head orc stood. He pulled his trigger repeatedly as he shook in fear, but the only thing coming from his gun was the clicking of an empty magazine.

Tanner had watched every second of Cerea's fighting with awe. She was like a bolt of green lightning, her dress and hair streaking through the air with insane speed. She truly was a marvel. Tanner thought he might swoon as she struck the orc on the back of the head with the pommel of her dagger, ending the conflict.

The restaurant cheered, and soon the police rammed through the front door to find all the assailants bound and on the floor, none of them wounded. Well, not fatally, at least.

Cerea, not wanting to be part of any bigger a scene, dragged Tanner out the back. Tanner quickly paid their bill, and even gave them some money for damages. Cerea wondered just how he had so much money, but didn't have time to question him.

"Here," Cerea said, kneeling onto the ground as she snuck out the alleyway, "climb on my back so our escape may be quicker."

Tanner gasped and took Cerea's hand. "Lady Cerea, I would never dream of something like that in such a public place! I know very well what being ridden means to centaurs, and I would never wish that shame upon you. If it need be, I will sacrifice myself so you can escape any scrutiny, but until that time, I can keep up. My legs aren't just for show."

Cerea blushed. "V-very well then...where to?"

Tanner smiled as he flipped the tail of his scarf behind his head. "Follow me, Milady."

Off they went, running as fast as their legs would take them, out of the city. As they went, Cerea couldn't get out of her own head. He had rejected riding her because he knew how much it meant to her kind...She had become so accustomed to letting her Master ride her, she'd almost forgotten it's implications. Tanner was so obviously smitten with her, and yet he had the nobility to decline her, for the sake of her honor no less. Cerea thought that perhaps there was more to this gentlefaun than he led on.

The pair arrived at the park and stopped running, leaning against a tree to catch their breath. Tanner needed the break more than Cerea. He slumped down against the tree, huffing in exertion. "My my, Cerea...it seems it was more difficult to keep up with you than I thought...you truly are incredible...and you've barely broken a sweat!"

Cerea blushed. A few beads of sweat rolled down the back of her neck, making her shiver. She didn't want to think what Rachnee would do to her for running in this dress...

"Shall I go get us some refreshments?" Cerea asked, pointing to a small stand across the walkway. She desired simply to be away from the awkward silence for a moment.

Tanner nodded. "A tea for me please. Get yourself whatever you like." Tanner handed her a card that looked foreign and rather fancy. Cerea nodded and walked over to the vendor.

In a few minutes she trotted back with two teas. Sitting down next to Tanner, she handed him his drink, then sat back in the shade of the tree, sighing.

After a minute of silence, Tanner said quietly, "Lady Cerea?"

"Yes, Tanner?" Cerea said, too emotionally exhausted to be exasperated.

"Would you mind if I give you a compliment?"

Cerea looked at Tanner with confusion, prompting him to continue, "You seem to be very bashful whenever I praise you, and I simply don't wish to make you uncomfortable. Although, you are very cute when you blush..." he whispered to himself.

Cerea's ears twitched as she felt her cheeks begin to burn. "I-i suppose you may..."

"You are absolutely amazing!" Tanner now looked directly into Cerea's eyes, his own wide and shining with adoration. "Your sword skills, even with a pair of daggers! It was like watching a dancer! And your speed, you avoided a barrage of bullets, like you were powered by the wind! I never imagined that your combat could be that incredible! I...I know I've called you that a lot, but...this time I mean it with all my heart, more than ever. You were just...stunning."

Cerea had to turn away from Tanner, her cheeks burning so hot. She had never been praised this much. "Oh Tanner, it truly wasn't that great...I missed several steps because of my unusual attire...and daggers are hardly my expert weapon. I've seen centaurs of my clan do feats ten times as impressive as that."

Tanner shook his head and laughed. "Cerea, the only thing that could beat that display is an angel warrior. Your footwork was immaculate, especially considering your clothes! You fought valiantly while dressed for a ball! And the fact that daggers were unusual for you means you adapted, and quickly. You are an excellent warrior, Lady Cerea, and I would be most honored to see more of you in action."

Cerea now looked to Tanner again. His eyes bored into her and filled her with warmth and gratitude. His words were so kind and gentle...She was overwhelmed by his noble presence, almost the same as when she first met Mero...

"Thank you, Tanner. I humbly accept your compliments. Though I must say, I could use much more training in a variety of weapons, especially those I could more easily conceal in public settings."

Tanner perked up. "Well, small melee weapons are my field of expertise! What would you like to learn?"

Tanner and Cerea stayed in the park until sunset, when Tanner decided he needed to walk Cerea home. They had spent the afternoon talking about weapons, fighting styles, armor, and everything to do with it. Cerea almost didn't even notice the time passing.

When they reached Kurusu's house, Cerea stopped at the door, turning back to Tanner. Behind him, the sun was setting across the horizon, giving him a golden orange silhouette. His curled hair waved in the breeze, and his smile leaned to the left.

"Well, here we are, Lady Cerea. I had a wonderful time. I can't wait for us to have another outing." He smiled, closing his eyes as he rubbed his neck.

Cerea almost couldn't hear as steam poured out her ears, her cheeks turning brighter than the sunset. "G-goodnight!" Cerea yelped as she ran into the house, slamming the door, absolutely too flustered to face Tanner any longer.

Tanner sighed. Just as he was about to walk away, with his head hung, the door was opened, and Cerea was shoved back out.

Tanner gave her a bemused smile. "Well, I see your wing ladies are on my side, eh-"

Tanner was silenced as Cerea leapt forward, grabbing his head by his cheeks, and pulling him into a warm, gentle kiss.

Cerea pulled back, whimpering, then whispered. "I had fun as well...have a nice night, Sir Tanner...until next time." Cerea once more retreated into the house.

Tanner was so struck with surprise, he didn't have a chance to react until Cerea was gone again. "Goodnight...Lady Cerea..." he whispered, blinking as he began to walk down the sidewalk. As he sighed, smiling to himself, his phone rang in his pocket. Taking it out, he said, "yes, hello mother. Oh perfect timing, I just dropped her off. She was...amazing. I think I might be in love..."

Cerea pushed herself against the wall inside the door, her hand covering her reddened face. "I can't believe you pushed me back out there..."

Miia and Mero grinned as they rushed Cerea. "Did you do it?! Did you kiss him!?" Miia asked as she took Cerea's hand from her face.

"Regail every detail to us!" Mero said, taking her other hand.

Cerea clenched her eyes shut. "Yes!" She half whispered, half yelled. "I kissed him! I don't know why, I can't believe I did, but I just...couldn't stop myself. He was so...kind, and sweet, and he..." Cerea stopped herself.

Miia began pulling on her hand. "Come on. Let's go get you out of your doll clothes, and you can tell us in private." Mero nodded in agreement as they both led Cerea into the bathroom.

After getting her undressed and undoing her hair and makeup, Miia and Mero put Cerea in the bath. "Now Cerea," Miia said, "tell us everything."

Cerea sighed. "We had lunch...it was very nice...a surprisingly up scale place, but with my attire, it felt fitting. He was nervous...but he was...cute?" Cerea blushed and hid her face from the girls. "Then...an incident occurred..."

Miia scowled at her. "Which is why you had bloodied daggers in your dress..."

Cerea nodded. "I was required to fight...and then we fled. As we ran though, he...said something. Something that I didn't realize meant so much to me..." Cerea fell quiet as she thought about it. She had let Master ride her so many times, out of necessity, out of her desire for justice or to protect him. Yet, Tanner let her honor, her dignity come before anything else. It was refreshing to her. "I've never had someone who respected not only me, but my culture, heritage, and personality in such a sincere and knowledgeable way...I almost didn't know how to handle it. Then, as we relaxed and spoke...He and I are a very similar mind. We are like two sides of the same coin, in many aspects. I would like to spend more time with him, to better myself with his knowledge and insight, as well as to better know him in his intricacies." Cerea found herself smiling wide as she finished speaking. Looking to Mero and Miia now, she saw them both grinning wickedly. Blushing, Cerea covered her face, yelping, "What are those faces for!?"

Miia and Mero both giggled, as Miia put her arm around Cerea's shoulders. "And you didn't want to go on the date. Look at how happy you are! I never thought I'd hear you talking like this. It's almost like you're a lady beneath all that armor." Miia snuggled into Cerea's side, kissing her cheek.

Cerea blushed brighter, but even as she felt embarrassment flood her, all she could do was hug Miia in return. "...thank you Mistress...thank you for making me go...thank you for opening my eyes..." Cerea let herself melt into Miia's embrace, nuzzling her cheek to Miia's.

Miia whimpered a little, not expecting reciprocation from Cerea. "Awww...Cerea...it was my pleasure. I'd do any of it again in a heartbeat." Miia kissed Cerea on her cheek again, now letting her lips linger for a while.

Mero swam up to Cerea's other side and hugged her as well. "I'm so happy for you Cerea. I can't wait to see your relationship with Tanner grow. I think it will be beautiful."

Cerea sighed. Letting her shoulders fall, letting her ears lower, and just nuzzling into the girls, she finally let all of her guard down. It felt good, she thought. Just as Mero, she couldn't wait to see what her relationship with Tanner would bring.

While Cerea was on her date, Miia spent the day with Darling and Rachnee, surprisingly. The two were trying to use cooking shows as a method of teaching Miia how to properly prepare a meal. Some progress was made, but every step forward Miia took, Rachnee made certain to distract or anger her, taking her two steps back. Despite that, Miia was able to make an edible sandwich, which Darling somewhat enjoyed. That much brought Miia enough joy.

Now that the night was winding down, Mero and Miia took Cerea to her room, telling her goodnight with passionate kisses. Miia went to her room now, pulling Mero in tow.

"Oh, Mistress," Mero said as Miia closed the door and set Mero on the bed, "are you planning something naughty tonight as well?" She asked, biting her lip with anticipation.

Miia turned to her, with a wistful smile. "Not tonight, My Little Mermaid..." Miia sat on the bed next to Mero, placing her hand atop Mero's. "We need to talk."

Mero was a bit uneasy. She'd hoped Miia would forget about the talk she mentioned...Sighing, Mero lifted her head. This needed to happen. "Ok, Mistress...what do you want to say?"

Miia took a deep breath. "Mero. Every time you say something about being Darlings back door lover, or being my side piece, I...it hurts me. I can't picture you as something like that." Miia looked into Mero's eyes, almost pleading.

"But Mistress," Mero said, confused, "having our dear Sir all to yourself is all you've ever wanted, and now you are so close to it! All I've wanted was tragic love, and that's exactly what I'll get. What's the matter?"

Miia almost growled as she felt tears sting her eyes. "Because that's not all I want anymore, Mero! I don't see you as a number two! You aren't lesser than me, you're amazing! You're beautiful, you're kind, you're tender! You're all the things I wish I was, and now...you're exactly what I want. I don't want you, lost in the shadows while Darling and I are happy together, I want you there with us. You deserve a happy ending too! And I want your happy ending...to be mine too."

Mero felt a hitch in her throat as she lost the words on her tongue. Miia seemed so distraught...was Miia really willing to risk Darling for her? Mero never could have imagined such a scenario. Yet here it was. "Mistress...Miia, I..." Mero dug deep into her heart. She looked past all of her fantasies, fetishes, or childhood daydreams. What did she want? What did Princess Meroune Lorelei want?

Mero's lip quivered as a sob broke from her chest. Throwing herself forward, she wrapped her arms around Miia, pulling her head into Miia's neck. "I want a happy ending too Miia! I want you to be my happy ending! I...I want you too..." Mero cried softly into Miia's hair, holding onto her as if she were a lifeline.

Miia pulled Mero back by the shoulders and looked deep into her sapphire eyes. "I love you, Meroune..." Miia sniffled as she felt a tear roll down her face.

"I love you too, Mistress Miia..." Mero choked out as she failed to hold back the flood of tears.

Breaking down herself, Miia pulled Mero back into a soft kiss as they both cried.

"Girls, are you okay?" Darling called as he opened the door. "I heard some shouting, is something the matter...?" He trailed off, staring on in confusion. He saw Miia and Mero, hugging and crying into each other's shoulders. As he began towards them, he felt something wrap around his legs.

Miia coiled around Darling, from his feet up to his ribs, then pulled him into her breasts, hugging him tightly as she whimpered. On Darlings other side, Mero hugged her chest to his face as well, pulling herself to Miia, thus sandwiching Darling in a plush and suffocating bed of tits.

As Miia and Mero calmed down, Miia coiled around all three of them. Sniffling, Miia ran her fingers through Darlings hair as she nuzzled her forehead to Mero's. "I love you..." She whispered, to both Mero and Darling. She felt so overwhelmed by emotion, she wasn't sure she ever wanted to stop crying. Eventually though, Miia's tears did cease. For a while, she just sat, holding the two people she loved most. As she relaxed, her coils loosened, enough for Darling to paddle himself up out of his sea of cleavage, allowing him to breath. Miia and Mero giggled as he gasped for air. "Sorry Darling...but you enjoyed it, right?"

Darlings cheeks immediately began burning with a blush and Miia saw a drop of blood come from his nose. "I'm...not going to answer that..." he whispered, the boobs now pressed around his neck. "But if you two are okay now...can I get out? I...need to use the bathroom..."

Both pouting, Mero and Miia released their grasp on Darling, who slid out of the coils unceremoniously. Standing and straightening himself, he turned back to the girls. "Oh, before I go, why were you both so upset to begin with?"

Miia's mind went blank. She couldn't think of a lie, but she wasn't sure if she was ready for Darling to know...Then Mero spoke.

"We were just reminiscing, dear Sir. We were talking about our homes, and all the family and friends we missed. Miia has really become so important to me...like even more than a sister..." Mero smiled as she looked at her hands, folded in her lap, "and we both just got a bit emotional. Thank you for your support though." Mero gave him a disarming smile, her ears and tail flipping happily.

Darling sighed. "Alright then. I'm glad you two can confide in each other. And if there's ever anything I can do to make this house more like your home, just let me know. Goodnight, girls." Darling opened the door and was almost out when he was jerked back.

Miia had wrapped her tail around his wrist and pulled him back to the bed. "You forgot something, Darling," Miia purred as she pulled Darling into a hug. Nuzzling into him, Miia planted a gentle kiss on his cheek.

Darlings cheeks felt like they were on fire. Before he could scramble away, Mero leaned over and pressed her lips to his opposite cheek. After a few long, tender moments, both girls relinquished, allowing Darling to once again turn to the door. Holding his hand under his nose to cover his blush and stop the blood, he said, "goodnight Mero...Goodnight Miia...love ya..." the last words he said just above a whisper, and quickly darted out after he said them, leaving Miia and Mero to look at each other with wide eyes.

Mero then broke into a fit of giggles, followed by Miia. "Oh Mistress! Despite as much as we may love him, you must admit: there isn't a creature on earth near as awkward as our dear Sir."

Miia smiled endearingly. "I know. But that's another reason I love him. I can't even explain why...he's just so genuine and cute..." As Miia laid back into her bed, pulling Mero next to her, she was deep in thought. "Maybe," she said as she pet Mero's hair, the both of them ready for sleep, "I'll just have to hypnotize him after all, just to see how cute he looks." Miia placed a kiss on Mero's head before turning off the lights with her tail, then falling asleep.

The next day started off and went about as normal. At least, that was the new normal that Miia had acclimated to. Waking up with Mero, taking a bath with her, breakfast flirting with Darling. The only problem Miia found in her day was deciding which of her two lovers to do what with.

As another day wound to a close, Miia was giddy with anticipation. As she sat on her bed, fidgeting and squirming, she thought of all her plans.

"Calm down, Mistress!" Mero chastised with a giggle as she gently brushed Miia's hair.

Miia shrunk a bit. "I'm sorry Mero. I'm just a little nervous. I'm just hypnotizing Lala for practice and preparation for Rachnee, but I don't know what to expect. What if my hypnosis won't even effect Lala?" Miia now bit her lip, thoughts and possibilities flying through her head, making her more and more uneasy.

Mero smiled and shook her head, gently rubbing Miia's head as she brushed. "You aren't giving your power enough credit. And even if your spirals don't work, you can try to seduce her with your charm, which I might say is even more potent. You don't need to put so much stress on yourself." Mero placed a kiss on Miia's cheek as she finished brushing her hair.

Miia blushed and turned around to Mero. "Mero, what did I do to deserve you?"

"You put me under a spell," Mero said, giggling as she pulled Miia into a kiss.

Miia moaned into the kiss as she held Mero. Pulling back, she said, "I almost don't want to go...I'd rather stay with you, hold you all night long." Miia closed her eyes and held Mero, a dreamy smile stuck to her face.

Mero giggled and clicked her tongue at Miia. "Oh no Mistress. You started this, now you gotta finish it. I'll be here when you're done. Besides, don't you think Lala will look sexy while under your spell?"

Miia almost couldn't stop a couple spirals from going through her eyes as she thought of the mysterious blue beauty helpless and under her thrall. "Alright Mero, fine. But tomorrow, you and I are going to make sweet love to each other!" Miia exclaimed as she gave Mero one last kiss before getting up. Changing into her sexiest nightgown, Miia said goodnight to Mero, and set out for Lala's room. Miia did want to see Lala hypnotized, naked, and moaning her name, but she would miss Mero tonight. Oh well, she thought, this would just make her sex with Mero tomorrow that much better.

Miia slunk through the house silently, quickly making it to Lala's room. Entering, Miia almost screamed. Wearing nothing but a white sleeveless sweater and her scarf, Lala sat on the edge of her bed, simply staring at Miia with her dark, piercing eyes.

"Are you in need of something, Miia?" Lala said, monotone and demanding.

Miia gulped as she slowly approached Lala. "I, uh...I just wanted to come talk to you," Miia's voice was timid as she tried to keep her fear down, "I've been talking to all the other girls more lately, and I just realized I hadn't spent any time with you, Lala. So I was-"

"You may cease your lies now," Lala said, her voice unchanging as she stared Miia down, not blinking or moving. "I know exactly what you mean by "talking to". I have heard you and the others while you were fornicating. Now, you seek to make me your next prey item."

Miia shivered as Lala stared her down. She hadn't expected Lala to be quite this sharp. Before Miia could find any words, Lala continued, "Did you really think some cheap magic, honeyed words, and your sexual wiles would be enough to seduce me, the bringer of death? I knew you were arrogant Miia, but this is truly astounding." Now, Lala stood, advancing toward Miia with an almost weightless stride, yet somehow such an impending gait. She stood before Miia, arms crossed, looking over the lamia, despite being a good deal shorter than her.

Miia's mind froze. All the other girls had been so easy! Even when Suu had beaten her, she was never this afraid. 'She'd never really hurt me though,' Miia thought. 'I can beat her, if not mentally than physically.' Steeling herself and setting her jaw, Miia rose up on her tail to be taller than Lala. "I don't like your accusatory tone, Lala. Yes, I've been having sex with the other girls, and perhaps I've used some hypnosis, but I've made prey of no one." Miia knew that was somewhat a lie, but she was on a roll. "And do you really think that even you could stand up to me if I tried?" Miia smirked. Arrogance, Lala had said. Miia would show her arrogance.

Lala blinked now, almost taken aback. "Of course I could. No hypnosis, least of all yours, would be strong enough to subdue death incarnate."

"Really? Then prove it." Miia folded her arms, bouncing her boobs a little, attempting a little visual seduction with Lala.

Now, Lala's facade began to crack. She blushed, attempting to push her scarf up to cover her red cheeks as her eyes fluttered between Miia's face, and her bouncing breasts. "P-prove it?" She stammered, trying to regain focus, "how do you propose I do that?" Lala had an idea of what Miia was thinking, but she prayed she was wrong.

"Simple really. Just look into my eyes." Without warning, Miia began her hypnosis, her colorful spirals flying through her eyes at dizzying speeds.

Lala was caught in Miia's gaze. The hypnosis held her attention as she steeled her mind, attempting to block out the magical induction.

Miia giggled as she leaned down, bringing her eyes closer to and level with Lala's, as well as making her cleavage more visible. "My my Lala, you are strong. But just how long can you last? I should think a bringer of death, such as yourself, could hold out against my power indefinitely. Let's see who blinks first." Miia smirked, evil and sly. This was turning out to be quite fun.

Lala whimpered as wave after wave of hypnosis filled her mind. Miia was right though! She was a Dullahan, she could not fall to such feeble magic! With hubris filling her mind, Lala stood tall to Miia, staring deeper into the pools of color. The warm, pretty, soft colors... Lala's conscious thought began to slip away as her eyes now reflected the kaleidoscope.

Miia slid her tail up Lala's back, under her sweater, and around the back of her head, just to make sure she wouldn't be moving.

Lala shivered as Miia's cool scales slithered up her spine, sending electricity all throughout her body. With her thoughts now mostly scrambled, Lala could only moan out one word, "Mmmiiiiaaaa..."

Miia licked her lips with devious satisfaction. "Yes, my pet. Just give in. Succumb to it. You know you want to." Miia put a hand to Lala's cheek, holding her as she tilted her head, forcing Lala's to follow. With her other hand, Miia began rubbing and groping up Lala's hips and belly, pushing her even further into the sea of spiraling pleasure.

Lala could no longer contain a moan as Miia's fingers now danced across her, adding to the sensation of her scales. And with that, Lala's resistance gave way as she fell completely under Miia's control, sprouting a blissful smile as result.

Miia couldn't help but laugh as Lala went under. All that talk and bravado, and in the end, she was almost as easy as Papi. Leaning herself just a bit further forward, Miia locked lips with Lala, pulling their bodies together. As she intensified the kiss, finding Lala's lips to taste rather sweet, Miia slowly wrapped her tail up Lala's legs, Coiling her into a warm, comfortable cocoon. When she finally broke the kiss, Miia sighed. Lala looked completely enthralled and once again, Miia giggled in amusement. "Now Lala," she said, brushing away some of Lala's hair, "tell me the truth. You wanted this to happen, didn't you? The real you, when you were awake." Miia lifted the bottom of Lala's sweater as her tail advanced up. She'd always wondered what the beautiful thespian looked like naked.

Lala moaned as the cool scales slid all over her legs and hips. "Yes...Mistress. Whenever I heard you laying with another girl in the house, I...became aroused. And envious. You sounded so happy, I wanted to feel that too...when I saw you holding hands with Mero, or playing with Papi, or helping Cerea for her date...it made me feel cold. Empty. Like my scythe had been placed to my own neck." Lala cast her gaze down now, her smile wavering a bit.

Miia halted the progress of her tail right under Lala's breasts. She could have never guessed Lala was so lonely. "I'm sorry Lala...but now, you won't be excluded anymore. Anything I did with the other girls, I'll do with you. None of my pets shall be neglected." Miia smiled and booped Lala on the nose, causing her to giggle a little; Miia was almost scared for a moment, having never heard such a cute and feminine sound come from Lala.

"Thank you, Mistress," Lala closed her eyes and relaxed into the coils.

Miia shook her head with a smile as she continued her coils upward, now Coiling over Lala's boobs, spurring multiple moans and mewls from her. Miia giggled, loving the divine feeling of Lala's soft, warm breasts on the underside of her tail. "Lift your arms up, please."

Lala obeyed, lifting her arms above her head, and allowing Miia to pull her sweater all the way off.

Miia stopped from completely covering Lala's tits, just staring for a moment. In the moonlight, Lala's naked, blue body looked ethereal and enchanted. In this light, with her face in such a dreamy smile, Miia almost believed Lala could be a goddess. "Alright, now Lala," Miia said as she resumed the advance of her coils, "slip your arms down into my coils, please." Miia knew she didn't have to say please. The hypnosis would force her subjects to obey anyway. There was just something about being impolite to her subdued housemates that didn't sit well with Miia.

Once more, Lala listened, putting her arms inside Miia's coils, which Miia then tightened around her.

Miia smirked as she continued up Lala's chest and shoulders, leaving a gap in her coils for Lala's boobs to squeeze out. Miia giggled darkly as she finished her coils around Lala's neck. Then leaning in once more and closing her eyes, she began kissing Lala.

Despite the passion Miia put into the kiss, and all that Lala seemed to return, the Dullahan pulled back. Perplexed, Miia opened her eyes to...open air. It took her far too long to realize that she had wrapped her tail too tight around the base of Lala's neck and caused her head to fall off.

Miia had to bite her tongue to keep herself from screaming. "Lala...?" She said as she clenched her eyes shut, already queasy. "Where are you...?"

"I'm over here Mistress...I think I've rolled under the bed," Lala said in an indifferent tone.

Miia groaned. She couldn't get anyone to help, or she'd never hear the end of it! Yet, she couldn't stand the thought of picking up Lala's head and having to reattach it...

Clenching her eyes shut, Miia began to feel around the floor for Lala's head. "Ok Lala...just keep talking so I can find you..."

"Ok. Oh, I see your hands Mistress! To your left!"

"Ow!" Miia yelped as she bumped into the nightstand.

"My apologies Mistress! I seem to be upside down. Go to your right."

Miia groaned and whined, finally reaching under the bed. When she felt Lala's hair, she gently grabbed it and pulled. "Ok Lala...I have you...right?"

"Yes Mistress. I commend you. You truly are amazing."

Miia sighed. "Thanks Lala...is there really no way to attach your head more securely?"

"Not that I have discovered, Mistress. At least nothing that doesn't involve an intense surgery..." Lala gave a shudder.

Miia opened one eye, meeting Lala's, focusing only on her face. "Are you afraid of surgery, Lala?"

Lala blushed. "I...I am a dullahan and a harbinger of death...nothing makes me fear...but...they do make me uncomfortable. I do not wish any humans so see anything inside of my flesh."

Miia rolled her eyes. And yet, she shows everyone the inside of her neck every day, Miia thought. "Ok. We're gonna put your head on now." Miia slowly turned Lala's head around so she was facing the right direction and lowered her back onto her neck. "Did i get it Lala? Are you back together?"

"Yes, I believe so Mistress. Nothing feels amiss."

Miia cautiously opened her eyes and was relieved to see Lala back in order. With a sigh, Miia let herself relax again. Looking back down to Lala's exposed breasts, she remembered how horny she had been. "Lala dear, are you in the mood to keep going?"

Lala smiled eagerly and nodded her head, albeit softly. "I am always prepared for fornication with you, Mistress! I serve by your command."

Miia shook her head and laughed at the theatrics. Miia let go most of her coils off Lala's body except for a few around her belly and waist, holding her arms down. Miia sat Lala on the bed, then gently grabbed either of her legs and spread them open. "Lean back please, Lala." Miia purred as she gazed lustfully between Lala's legs. With an animalistic growl, Miia let her tongue out a few inches and slowly drew it up Lala's dripping sex. She tasted unnaturally sweet, as was to be expected, but the deep, drawn out moan that Lala gave made it even better for Miia. Looking up to gauge Lala's reaction once more, Miia groaned and simply fell onto her back. Once more, Lala's head had rolled back off her neck.

After another disturbing game of Marco Polo, Miia had entirely lost her drive. Despite the mishaps of the night however, she now felt more confident in her abilities as a seductress. "Alright Lala," she said, depositing the duallahan onto her bed, "whatever fantasies you had of us, whatever you wanted me to do to you, that's exactly what we did. Got it?" Lala nodded in understanding. "Good. Now, tomorrow, you can approach me however you like. Hug me, hold my hand, take a bath with me if you wish, it's up to you. But for now..." Miia tapped her chin, flashing her hypnosis one more time to drive the point home. "When I leave the room, have a nice, long orgasm for me, okay?" She smiled and winked to Lala as she made for the door.

"Yes Mistress!" Lala nodded, lying back in her bed.

As Miia closed the door behind her, she heard Lala let out a long, ecstatic moan. Shaking her head and laughing, Miia returned to her room. There, she found Mero fast asleep, her head laid in the pages of a book she'd been reading. Miia giggled, gently removing the book and slithering around Mero, pulling the covers over them both as she fluidly slipped into the bed.

As Miia settled into her spot, Mero sighed and mumbled, "How was it, Mistress..?" Mero didn't open her eyes, but snuggled into the coils around her.

Miia kissed Mero's head. "It was terrible. Lala needs a collar to keep her head on. Now go to sleep, Mistress is tired." Miia yawned and put her head next to Mero's.

"Ok Mistress...goodnight..." Mero mumbled, already half asleep.

Miia smiled. Oh how her life had changed.

When Miia awoke the next morning, she was met with an excited and giddy Mero.

"Oh, you're finally awake Mistress!" She said, hugging Miia, still in her coils. "I didn't want to wake you, you seemed like you needed the rest. But now that you are up, I have a wonderful plan for us today!" Mero grinned, nuzzling into Miia.

Miia laughed and snuggled into Mero's head. Her hair smelled divine, as always, Miia thought with a groan. "And what is this plan, my Little Mermaid?" Miia said, trying to keep the tired frustration out of her voice.

Mero's smile fell a bit. "Oh, I'm sorry Mistress. I should have let you wake up first. We don't have to do anything today, if you don't want to." Mero folded her hands over her face, pouting, almost like Papi.

Miia felt her heart break. Mero always sensed every undertone in someone's voice, and had a knack for perception. Miia pat her head, saying, "Don't be sorry Mero. I just had a rather disappointing night with Lala, and you know how I am in the mornings. Whatever you have planned, I'd love to do it." Miia lifted Mero's chin up, rubbing their noses together.

"Are you sure, Mistress?" Mero whispered.

"Absolutely." Miia said, smiling at Mero. "But whatever it is, we need to take a hot bath first."

Mero brightened up once more, "You got it, Mistress!"

In the bath, Miia told Mero the details of her evening with Lala. To which, Mero couldn't stop laughing. "Stop laughing!" Miia groaned, folding her arms. "Its not funny, Mero! It's so creepy when her head comes off! Why are you laughing!?" Miia pouted, pulling the towel on her head down to cover her eyes.

"I'm sorry Mistress," Mero said as she calmed her giggling fit, "it's just the way you tell the story. You're so graceful, and elegant, and seductive, yet all it takes is Lala leaning back and you're beaten." Mero swam behind Miia and have her a tight hug. "I just think you're cute."

Miia growled as she turned toward Mero, lifting herself up on her tail, "oh, cute am I?" She began surrounding Mero with her coils, "I'll show you cute, my pet." Miia pounced, capturing Mero in a passionate kiss. Miia couldn't stop herself. All her frustration from the previous night poured out, and she put it all onto Mero. Pulling back from the kiss, Miia leaned down, wrapping her tongue then her lips around Mero's nipple. This prompted a gasp and a soft coo from Mero, making Miia giggle. Around Mero's boob, she said, "now that was cute."

After teasing Mero for far too long in the tub, the pair got dressed and headed to the kitchen for Mero's surprise plans. While Miia was pushing Mero's chair into the kitchen, from behind them, "M-Miia, may I...speak with you?"

Miia turned toward Lala, who was standing in the hallway, wearing her normal attire, but hiding most of her face in her scarf. Turning back to Mero, Miia was met with a smile.

"Go on, Miia. I'll get everything ready." Mero wheeled herself onward while Miia went into the hall with Lala.

Reaching Lala's room, Miia grew somewhat nervous. Had her post hypnotic suggestion not worked on her? "So, what's up, Lala?"

Without responding, Lala put her arms around Miia, pulling her into a tight embrace.

Miia was stunned, having no response except to return the hug. Before Miia could form any words, Lala spoke.

Lala's voice was soft, unusually so, as she spoke into Miia's ear. "Thank you." Pulling back from the hug, Lala looked Miia in the eye. "We dulluhan are often lonely beings. Reaping souls and guiding the dead doesn't make many friends. Even in this house, surrounded by other non human girls, all sharing the experience of this new country, I am an outlier. Of course, with my pride as a reaper and a dark knight, I could never reveal this to anyone. Yet, my heart yearned. I thank you, Miia, not just for the great pleasure you brought me last night, but for your companionship. I ask that you do not tell this secret to any soul, dead or alive, but...I enjoyed your company very much. Your coils make for a most comfortable resting place." Lala now averted her eyes from Miia's, pulling her scarf up more around her face, clearly trying to hide her blush.

Miia was stunned. Lala had said she was jealous of the other girls getting all the attention, but she'd never expected a confession like this, and certainly not out of a trance. Despite her shock, Miia smiled. "I'm glad I could be of help. Anytime you need to blow of some steam, cuddle, talk, or you...just need a friend, I'll be there Lala."

Lala looked down to her boots, her pride keeping her from making further eye contact as she whispered, "Thank you, again, Miia. I would...like that. A companion." Finally looking up, Lala seemed to regain some of her normal dark aura as she said, "Though you may be squeamish around death, I do commend your magic. You are powerful, and have a strong heart." With that, Lala walked into her room, leaving the air awkward as Miia reeled from the encounter.

Simply laughing it off, Miia made her way back to the kitchen. Darling had gone grocery shopping, taking everyone else save for Mero, Lala, and Miia, leaving the house unusually peaceful. As she slithered back into the kitchen, she spotted Mero, then immediately after stopped in her tracks. Mero, sitting in her wheelchair, was wearing nothing more than a blue apron across her front. While the article covered more than her usual bikini, it was somehow far more erotic. And Miia absolutely loved it. "Wow.." Miia said, staring for a minute, "alright Mero. I give up. What are we doing? Please tell me your plan was for me to just ravish you in that thing." Miia couldn't keep her voice above a lusty growl.

Mero giggled. "No, Mistress! I put the apron on just to tease you, but it's still relevant to what we're doing: baking!" Mero smiled and extended her arms in an excited pose.

Miia laughed. "Really? Baking? You do know I'm terrible at cooking, right...?"

"Ah, but baking isn't cooking. It's at least worth a try." Mero said with her usual disarming smile, to which Miia couldn't say no.

So, to it they went. Cookies, breads, melonpans, and cakes they made. Though Miia was slow to the uptake, Mero was patient with her. For every time Miia was downtrodden by a mistake, Mero had two compliments on her stirring technique, or her heavy handed dealing of chocolate chips. After a couple small mishaps and plenty of ingredients spilled on both girls, Miia lightened up.

While Miia was stirring the dough for another round of cookies, she accidentally launched a small bit toward Mero, the dough landing on her cheek. "Oh, I'm sorry Mero!" Miia said, already grabbing a napkin.

Before Miia could clean her up, Mero smirked, and with her own spool full of dough, said, "Dont worry Mistress. Half the fun of baking is getting messy!" With that, she flung the dough, hitting Miia in the chest, above her apron. This meant an all out war between the two, with dough flying everywhere.

As the two grew tired (and ran out of dough to fling) they stopped their battle, both coated in large amounts of sticky, sweet mess. Miia giggled and sighed. "I'll get some towels."

Mero slid over to Miia, and grabbing both her apron straps pulled her closer, whispering in a silky, husky voice, "Allow me, Mistress." Leaning in, Mero sensually slid her tongue up along Miia's bare cleavage and bosom, licking up all the dough there.

Miia gasped in surprise, holding Mero's head to her chest. Her precious little mermaid never ceased to make every moment fun. Moaning, Miia pulled Mero away from her chest, then leaned down. Rolling out her long tongue, she dragged it up Mero's cheek slowly and teasingly. Turning her head, she licked back down Mero's face, then down her neck, coming to a stop to suckle on her collar bone. Pulling off of Mero, Miia let her tongue trail out for a moment, teasing Mero even more as she came back to eye level. Leaning into Mero's ear, Miia's hand slid into her apron, gently cupping and fondling Mero's bosom, she purred, "You should be more careful about teasing your Mistress."

Miia had been right yesterday: the love she and Mero made in the kitchen was indeed, very sweet. After licking one another clean, they finished up the last of their baking, separating the last batch of cookies, just to be safe.

Despite all the difficulty, Miia delighted in Mero's company all the while. Though Miia's inability to cook came partially from her lack of sensitive tastebuds, baking sweets solved that problem, as the intense tastes of sugar and fruits were obvious enough for her to test. In the end, the kitchen and girls were a total mess, but Miia took pride in her couple batches of cookies and loaf of bread. For once, she would be able to feed her Darling without injuring anyone!

Miia smiled and sighed as she took her apron off, relishing in the sensual sight of Mero doing the same. Miia couldn't stop from staring at Mero, naked, slick and sticky from cookie dough, hair tossed and cheeks red. Even still, Miia was completely enamored.

Mero noticed Miia staring, blushing, "what? Is there still something on my face?"

Miia smiled and took Mero's hand. "Sorry. I just...can't get over you. Every time I look at you, you're more beautiful. You're an angel, Mero." Miia leaned down, placing a gentle, tender kiss on the back of Mero's dainty, smooth, webbed hand.

Mero blushed, covering her face a bit. She was beyond flustered, stammering, "M-Mistress, I'm really not all that! I'm filthy right now, and any of my looks all pale in comparison to you! If you say I'm an angel, then surely you're no less than a goddess!"

Miia giggled. "I'm not starting this with you," she leaned forward, placing her lips lightly on Mero's nose. "I think you're beautiful, messy or not. I'm in love with you, Meroune Lorelei, unconditionally. Deal with it."

Mero sighed with a small laugh. "Oh Miia..." shaking her head, Mero simply engaged Miia in a kiss. It was slow and tender, unlike their tantalizing and passionate bout earlier, but lacking none of the emotion.

As she pulled away from the kiss, Miia closed her eyes. She could see this becoming her life. Every day, spent with Mero. The two of them, wrapped around one another for eternity. Yet, thinking now of the future, Miia felt a pit fall in her stomach. She felt a hollow space. Was it the absence of Darling that made it hurt, or the idea of cheating behind her Darling's back? Miia sighed, but then opened her eyes when a cool, slick hand touched her cheek. Miia looked into Mero's eyes, just wanting to get lost in the deep, oceanic blue. Neither spoke. They didn't need words; they both knew what feelings were in each other's minds.

The two silently went off to the bath, leaving out the baked goods on the table, in elegant platters, ready for the residents of the house to indulge in.

As Miia and Mero helped one another bathe, Miia was deep in thought. Every inch of Mero's skin Miia saw, it was like her eyes would melt, and every second she touched Mero's soft, moist, peachy skin, electricity surged through her. And yet, the pit remained. Oh how tired Miia was of being confused. She loved Mero; she knew that. She loved Darling, another irrefutable fact. She hoped and prayed Darling wouldn't have a problem with their relationship. She was almost certain that he would accept it. Still, with all of these facts, why did Miia feel so guilty?

As they finished in the bath, Miia stood to exit, turning away from Mero when she felt a pair of warm arms wrap around her waist.

Mero pressed her soft, slick breasts into Miia's back as she hugged her from behind, her hands resting on Miia's navel. "Mistress...Miia..." Mero whispered as she nuzzled into Miia's back, "I can tell you're getting a little uneasy. I don't know if this will help, but I need to tell you..."

Miia settled back into a seat, putting her hands on Mero's. She didn't want her to let go of her.

Mero sighed. "These few weeks with you have been heaven. Every moment has been perfect. And no matter what happens, no matter what the Master says, no matter if you decide to leave me for your Darling...this has been greater than any and all fantasies I could have fathomed. I can't thank you enough."

Miia was hit in the chest with fear. What if Darling gave her an ultimatum, and she had to chose? She'd told Mero she wasn't a second choice; would Miia chose her second?

Miia didn't say anything. Rather, she slid her coils around Mero's torso, giving her a veritable hug in return without having to look into her eyes.

When Darling and the others got home, they gave many congratulations and cheers to the mass of delicious (and more importantly, edible) sweets Miia had made. Dinner went quietly, with Mero holding Miia's tail, but neither exchanging look nor word. Miia didn't know what to say now, and thought it best not to say anything she might regret.

As the night wound down, most everyone turned in early, saying things about being extremely tired and whatnot. As Miia rolled Mero back to her room, she noticed Darling sitting alone on the couch (a sight Miia didn't think she'd ever seen). Biting her lip, Miia finally looked at Mero. Mero looked back with a tender smile and her crystalline eyes, shimmering with adoration and kindness. Sighing, Miia knelt down, taking Mero's hands. "I'm sorry Mero. I can't find words right now. Every time I find a resolution inside myself and make a decision, I somehow find a way to second guess it later. But what I don't second guess is loving you. Or loving Darling either. I hope everything can work out the way I want it to..." she trailed off, trying not to think of the possibility of having to choose between her two loves. Swallowing, she returned her eyes to Mero's, "Would you mind if I spent some time with Darling tonight? I just need a bit to...clear my head."

Mero put her hands on either side of Miia's face and kissed her forehead gently, surprising Miia. "You may do whatever you wish, and I will always be wherever you want me to be when you return. You're the Mistress, after all." Mero giggled, rubbing her flippers along Miia's arms lovingly. "I know exactly how you feel, trying to split your heart between two people. If you think time with the Master will soothe your mind, then take that time."

Miia let herself relax. She really was the luckiest lamia in the world to have Mero. For a moment, Miia dropped her head into Mero's lap, whispering, "I love you." Leaning up, she gave Mero a warm kiss on the forehead, gently stroking Mero's cheek with her thumb. Staring into Mero's angelic eyes, Miia's heart fluttered, and she figured she'd better leave, before she changed her mind. As she turned around and slithered away, Mero, with a smirk, flipped her tail up, getting a satisfying and delectable smack on Miia's butt. It took all Miia had to keep from turning and ravaging Mero there. "Goodnight, My Little Mermaid."

"Goodnight, Mistress."

Miia slithered into the living room and onto the couch, where Darling was lounging, looking nearly asleep as he watched a nature show on the tv.

"Oh, hi Miia," he said, with a very worn voice as he looked at the lamia with his tender, caring eyes, "I haven't actually talked to you all day. How are you?"

Miia didn't know what to say. Instead, she simply slid herself next to Darling, as close as she could, and snuggled up to his side. Gently, she put her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest while her tail wrapped around his leg. Normally, he would flinch, or shy away, out of restraint and respect for the other girls. Now, however, he fully embraced Miia, pulling her closer into his warmth. Miia bit her tongue so as not to moan as she soaked up his heat.

Despite Darling's seeming openness about Miia's affection, she could still tell he was a little tense, and could feel his cheek heating up in a flush. "So.." he said slowly, his hand tentatively coming to rest on Miia's shoulder, "that rough, huh?"

Miia sighed, closing her eyes. She took a breath in, inhaling her Darling's scent; clean, strong, yet soft, like him. She absorbed his body heat into her own, feeling it fill every muscle in her with vigor and life. "Not exactly," she whispered, her mind consumed with simply enjoying her Darling's body. "I've had a fine day...it's just...I guess I've been in my own head a little too much. I need a minute to slow down. A minute with you..."

Darling nodded, still blushing profusely. Some things never change, Miia thought.

Letting out a breath and with it, some of his tension, Darling leaned his head down to rest on Miia's. "Take as much time as you need Miia."

Miia finally smiled as she felt Darling relaxing, leaning into her. Nuzzling closer, Miia now took notice of the tv; Darling was watching a documentary on snakes. Miia blushed a bit, the pit of worry inside her beginning to fill back in, just the slightest. "So, this seems pretty interesting," Miia commented, her fingers tracing circles and shapes along Darlings chest. Miia noted to herself that his body felt a little more solid, perhaps more toned than usual, his chest especially, though he didn't seem any larger.

Once more, Darling's cheeks burned warmer as he said sheepishly, "well, I uh...I always like to learn more, especially when it, um, could help me be a better host for you girls."

Miia giggled, putting more of her coils around Darling's legs. "If you say so, Darling...because learning about python mating definitely helps make my stay better."

"W-what!?" Darling looked back to the tv, having been focused solely on Miia til now, "th-that wasn't my intention at all, I swear-!"

Miia silenced him with her laughter. She slithered up Darling's side as she laughed, clutching her side. She now came to face level with Darling, smiling at his blushing, nervous expression. "Oh come on Darling. All this time together, and you still can't take my teasing?"

Darling gulped. "W-well, I mean..."

Miia could see his mind absolutely freeze. Smirking, she pushed Darling over, lying him down on the couch, snuggling herself onto him. "Don't worry Darling. I won't tease you anymore than this. Just...hold me, and I'll hold you. That's all I want right now."

Quicker than she had expected him to, Darling put his arms around Miia, snuggling her to his body. "Alright Miia...I've got you."

Feeling all of Darling's body heat permeate her, Miia felt the veil of sleep falling over her. Sighing, she put her hands around Darling's neck, closing her eyes and purring, "I love you Darling..."

As she seemingly fell asleep, Darling put his hands onto Miia's, kissing her head.

Today was the day, Miia thought. Her final and greatest test. Seducing Rachnee.

After Darling woke up and told her she had to get off of him, Miia begrudgingly went to take a bath, delighted to find Mero and Papi already there.

"Good morning Mistress!" Mero and Papi chirped in unison.

Miia smiled, tying her hair up as she slipped into the bath, slithering into the water up to her chin, then making her way to the girls. Slowly, as her coils began to warm, she wrapped herself around both Mero and Papi's waists, pulling them to her. "Good morning my lovelies," Miia purred, taking a moment to let the heat of the water and her pets reinvigorate her body.

"How was your evening with the Master?" Mero asked, snuggling into Miia while sliding her hands over Miia's coils.

Miia put her head on Mero's, relishing the sweet, freshly clean scent of her hair. Miia didn't think she'd ever stop being envious of the mermaid's luscious pink curls. "It was nice," Miia cooed, "calm. Warm. Helped me clear my head."

"How so?"

"I don't know what Darling will say when I tell him about us. But, I know that I love him, and that I love you. It's no use worrying about what I can't know, so until I tell him, I'm just going to love you both as much as I can. Today, however," Miia smiled with confidence, looking down to Mero and Papi, "I need to focus on my final target."

Papi gasped, clutching herself tighter to Miia's chest, "is Mistress gonna hypnotize Rachnee too?!"

Miia giggled, running her fingers through Papi's hair and along her head. "Yes, Papi. That's exactly what I'm gonna do. So that way, everyone in the house will be my pet, and I will be the only one left vying for Darling's heart."

Though Miia didn't notice, Mero's smile faltered a bit.

Miia kept the antics in the tub to a minimum; she wanted every ounce of energy and sexual vigor saved for later. Though the day went about as normal, there was a heavy blanket of tension laid in the air. Miia and Rachnee spoke and acted pleasant to one another, but they both knew. Papi swore she saw sparks fly as their hands nearly touched while passing dishes at the table. Cerea and Lala were able to figure out the situation quickly thanks to their warrior's instinct. It was the dance of enemies whose penultimate battle had not yet begun. They were both biding their time, waiting to see if the other would strike first. Yet, they both knew who it would be.

Miia wasted no time that night. As soon as she was certain everyone was behind their own door, she gave Mero a kiss for luck, and she was off. Miia didn't bother wearing anything fancy, or...anything at all. This was going to be a battle of whit and will; clothes would be only a hindrance.

With movements matched only by vipers in the wild, Miia made it to Rachnee's room. The attic stairs were already lowered. Taking a deep breath, Miia readied herself one last time. "For Darling..." She whispered to herself, clutching her necklace as she made her ascent up the stairs.

Entering the attic, everything was far too calm. The window vent was closed, not letting any moonlight nor wind in. Miia pulled all of her tail up into the room, closing the ladder behind her as she did so. With complete darkness now, every nerve and sense in Miia's body stretched itself to its limit, her instincts attempting to give her some sense of her dangerous surroundings.

One half inch forward, and Miia's whole body tensed as she felt a thread snap in front of her. Before she could even raise a hand, she was bound, strands of silk flying around her arms, hands, wrapping her coils together, and a band even covering her eyes. In a matter of seconds, Miia was suspended above the ground, covered in more webs than she'd ever been.

"Hmhmhm," a dark laughter echoed through the room. "Oh Miia, Miia, Miia, sweetie...I thought you'd be at least a little smarter than this."

Miia heard Rachnee's legs scuttling around the room. With her eyes covered, Rachnee's voice and clicking legs sounded like they were coming from all around Miia. Her body shook with fear, but she kept her face devoid of emotion, setting her jaw stoically. She was going to win, not Rachnee.

Rachnee stood now before Miia, hungry red eyes roaming up and down the lamia's nude, bound body. "Honestly, you had to have known this was a trap. Why walk right into it?" Rachnee pulled a thread, making Miia's arms stretch above her head, giving Rachnee and even better view. Rachnee bit her lip and purred. "I must thank you though," Rachnee let her voice drop to a low, husky tone, "you brought my present already unwrapped." With her sharp claw, Rachnee softly flicked across Miia's hard nipple.

Miia gasped and gritted her teeth, trying to hold in a moan. It almost felt like the web's were amplifying her sense of pleasure.

"Do you like your bindings? Lilith helped me make them, just for you. They amplify your nerves and make everything feel even better." To emphasize, Rachnee slowly drew her fingers in circles around Miia's nipple, teasing her further. "Did you really think you could win? That you could put me under your spell? Please, Miia, I helped you get these powers. I could never fall to them." Rachnee scoffed, walking around Miia, dragging her claws teasingly over Miia's shoulders as she did so. "Let's make a deal, Miia, sweetie," Rachnee's voice took a softer tone now as she placed her cheek against Miia's from behind, gently tracing her claws up and down Miia's sides, and up onto her underarms.

Miia now had to hold in her giggles, squirming as Rachnee tickled her. "What kind of deal?" Miia gasped out, wriggling her body as much as she could. As she did so, she took notice of how the webs got tighter around her.

Rachnee giggled more in Miia's ear, slowing her tantalising tickling. "Give up. Give yourself to me. You're the Mistress of everyone else in the house, but I will be your Mistress. Let me have my way with you, and I promise, you'll love every second of it."

Miia had to bite her tongue as she felt her nipples get hard and her pussy grow wet at Rachnee's proposal. It did sound good... "If I agree...you'll take the cover off my eyes?"

Rachnee laughed, her claws ceasing on Miia's skin. "Oh goodness Miia, do you take me for a fool? No, that cover is staying on all night. You won't have any chance to spin your spirals on me."

Miia frowned. It was worth a shot. "I can't agree then, Rachnee. I'm not just here to have sex. My goal is...something more..." Miia didn't feel she could say anything more. As much as she wanted to think of the night she shared with Rachnee, the feelings; that was someone different than who she was speaking to now.

Rachnee pouted. "Well then Miia, what are we to do? Unlike Suu, I have the restraint to stop myself if you don't consent, but I'm not just going to let you go." Rachnee drummed her fingers on Miia's cheek, tapping the sharp points in succession. "What to do with you, my sweet bundle of scales..." Rachnee whispered in Miia's ear, her voice like honey.

Miia shivered. When she moved, once again, the webs tightened. Rachnee had strung them so they behaved like a serpent, squeezing tighter when it's prey squirmed or gave any space to do so. Miia's eyes opened wide, of course not to see, but with realisation. Though Rachnee's web bonds were impressive, they weren't quite a snake. They couldn't tighten if the prey wasn't moving. With intense focus, Miia began to relax and retract every muscle in her tail.

"Oh, come now Miia," Rachnee said, once again coming to Miia's front, "no need to be a sore loser," Rachnee leaned forward, pressing her body against Miia's, squashing their bosoms together and grinding their nipples against one another's in a titillating tease. "This isn't gonna be any fun if you don't talk."

Miia bit her lip, drool slipping from her mouth as she attempted to maintain composure. Her nipples were insanely sensitive now, and feeling Rachnee rub them like this,..."Rachnee!" She gasped, throwing her head back. "I...I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum if you don't...!"

Rachnee smirked and giggled. "There's a good girl..." Rachnee now pulled back, then leaned down and latched her lips around Miia's left peak.

Miia cried out, her stomach tensing as an orgasm tore through her body. It was intense, Miia's whole body going rigid.

Rachnee giggled as she swirled her tongue around Miia's hard nipple before pulling off with a pop. "Just say the words, Miia," she said, caressing Miia's cheek with one hand, while the other groped the lamia's boob. "Tell me you want it. Say you want me to be your Mistress, and I'll make you feel that pleasure a thousand times over."

Miia gasped to catch her breath. That orgasm felt better than any she'd ever had. And, it allowed her muscles to compress in just a way that she could slip the end of her tail out of its bond. With slow and silent movement, she began to undo her restraints on her coils. But as she did that, she needed to keep Rachnee distracted. "If I do...if I become yours..." Miia panted, her bodacious chest heaving, giving quite a show for Rachnee, "what about Darling?"

Rachnee's smile fell a little. "Honey...well, that would complicate things." Rachnee tapped her chin, her other hand slowing on its caress of Miia's boobs. "I hadn't planned that, but, I can tell you that I won't give him to you. I still want him as well."

Miia sighed. She figured that would be the answer, and thus only solidified her decision. She quickened the pace of her tail as she said, "I'm sorry Rachnee. But I won't give up Darling. Not for anything."

Rachnee laughed, now wrapping her hands around Miia's breasts and squeezing them, leaning closer to Miia's face. "Well, unfortunately, my sweet Miia, you may not have a choice. Even if you don't become mine, I can still see to it that Honey does."

Miia, under any normal circumstances, would have been enraged beyond reason. Now, she kept herself under control, knowing that anger would not help her. Miia gently shook her head as her now completely free tail worked on loosening her blindfold. "I won't allow that, Rachnee."

Miia held back a smirk as her tail now went along the ground, slithering in wide loops around Rachnee. Rachnee, unaware of the danger, shook her head. "We are at an impasse then. Neither of us will budge. What should we do then?"

Miia now smiled as her tail rose up behind Rachnee, snickering as she said, "I think I have an idea." Using every bit of strength she had, Miia struck; her tail flew around Rachnee, restricting her legs, pedipalps, and wrapping around her wrists above Rachnee's head. Miia heard only a small gasp of surprise come from Rachnee as her tail moved like lightning. Once her tail had retrained Rachnee in entirety, Miia shook her head, the blindfold falling off. Not giving Rachnee any chance to speak or blink, Miia started her hypnosis at full intensity, glaring into Rachnee's red eyes.

Rachnee made a grimace, as though she was going to growl, but as the spirals began to reflect on her eyes, her scowl fell, and all that came from her mouth was a soft and weakened moan.

Miia giggled, leaning closer to Rachnee, her tail and coils massaging all over the spiders body, pushing her mind into Miia's thrall that much faster. Pouring all of her focus, her determination, her resolve into her hypnosis, Miia tried to end the induction quicker. "Come on Rachnee. Don't fight it. I know you want this. All the times you've been on top, you've been the dominatrix, you've been making everyone else feel good. Let me take control. Give yourself to me, and for once, you can be the one receiving pleasure." Miia smiled, gentle and inviting.

Rachnee gasped and groaned, her body pitching back against the coils, but the hypnosis weakening her to futility. "M-Miiaaaa..." She groaned, her eyes beginning to droop shut. "Nnooo...I-I can't..."

Miia pushed herself forward. Though her hands were still bound, she could find other ways to pull Rachnee under her spell. Pressing her body once again to Rachnee's, she began to exact her revenge, starting by grinding their nipples together. "Yes, you can Rachnee. This is just the start of the pleasure I can give you. All you have to do is submit, that's all." Miia giggled, bringing her eyes now as close to Rachnee's as she could, rubbing their noses together. "Come on Rachnee...be my pet. Nobody will know, I'll say you put up an amazing fight. Your image and reputation will be spared."

Rachnee's resistance now withered away, her lip quivering as she whispered, "promise?"

Miia smiled, nuzzling her cheek, now focusing her coils on gently holding Rachnee. "I promise. You don't have to be afraid of anything while your Mistress has you."

Rachnee's expression softened. Slowly, she let herself succumb to Miia, slipping completely into her trance. Gradually, as she stared deep into the spirals, a smile spread across her lips.

As Miia felt Rachnee's will disappear, she loosened her coils grip, and let her tail fall off of Rachnee's body. "There we go. Such a good girl Rachnee. Now, would you please untie my hands?" Miia rubbed under Rachnee's chin with her tail, eliciting a small giggle from her.

"Yes Mistress," she said in an unusually soft tone as she used her fingers to cut the threads around Miia's wrists.

Miia smiled, her arms falling down to her sides now. Immediately, as all the webs fell off her skin, her nerves settled and the afterglow of her orgasms dissipated. Miia sighed, keeping her eyes on Rachnee's, making certain her victory was such. "There's a good girl, Rachnee. Doesn't it feel good to obey? To submit, and let someone else be in control for a while?" Miia now put her hand on Rachnee's cheek as her tail massaged and caressed Rachnee's upper body.

Rachnee moaned a little, the tail making her sway with its movement. "Yes...it does...feel good Mistress..." Rachnee's voice was soft, and even sweet, but clearly worn.

"Come on," Miia said, taking Rachnee's hand and turning toward her hammock, "you sound so sleepy. How about we lie down?"

"Good idea Mistress," Rachnee smiled at Miia as she was led to the hammock. Climbing up a wall, she descended onto her back, so that Miia could slither atop her, bringing them face to face, and body to body.

Miia now took notice of Rachnee's similarly nude state, giggling. Rachnee probably thought Miia would succumb to her, and she'd be having sex by now. But before any fun started, Miia had to make sure of a few things.

Miia smiled at Rachnee, wrapping her arms around her neck, sliding her body slowly up and down atop Rachnee's. The friction of their smooth, soft, supple bodies on one another felt divine, but with the steady pace Miia took, it did more to relax than arouse them. "Now Rachnee," Miia cooed, "I want to talk to you about Darling. Do you really love him?" That was the most important question. Miia didn't want to tamper with or destroy any feelings Rachnee might have, if they were genuine. But, like Cerea, she could perhaps bring her to a realization and cause her to call out of love with Darling of her own accord.

Rachnee pursed her lips in a pensive expression. "That's a tough question, Mistress."

Miia snuggled closer to Rachnee now, ceasing their grinding. "Think about it then. I would really like to know. And from you, not from my spell." Miia spoke softly, gently brushing some of Rachnee's hair from her face.

Rachnee blinked, thinking as well as her entranced mind could. "I do love him," Rachnee began in a thoughtful tone, "but...not quite like you do, Mistress."

Miia cocked her head. "What do you mean?"

"Well...he's one of the only humans to not be afraid of me, and to even be attracted to me. He as well looks after and cares for me, but to that end, he does so with all of us. He cares deeply, but about every one, collectively. I'm not entirely...special, or separate in his eyes. So, when I say I love him, it's...the way one loves a dear friend."

Miia smiles. Something about the way all the other girls spoke so highly of Darling...it made her feel good, for some reason.

Rachnee continued, "I could certainly love him as more though. I could tie him up, make him mine, and spend the rest of my days with him..." Rachnee stared off wistfully, "but that's not what he wants. He doesn't love me like that, so it doesn't matter what I see him as."

Miia was taken aback and confused. "What does that mean, Rachnee? How do you know he doesn't love you?"

Rachnee giggled. "While you were plotting and planning Mistress, seducing all the other girls, I was talking to your Darling." Now Miia was seeing the real Rachnee shine through the trance more. "I spent time with him. I thought it would be the perfect opportunity to snare his heart. Alas, no matter what I did, he was steadfast. And when I asked him about his feelings, there was only one thing I could discern for certain." Rachnee smirked now, her eyes still filled with spirals, yet giving off her usual snark. "He loves you, Miia. You and you alone. He may cater to the rest of us until he drops dead of exhaustion, but that's just the kind of man he is. For you, it's entirely different. You can see it in the way he looks at you. You're the one, Miia. And it's clear you always have been." Rachnee smiled, though it was clearly through a little pain.

Miia was stunned. She didn't have words, and her jaw hung open. Rachnee just said everything she'd hoped and dreamed for. Yet, it was the expression on Rachnera's face that halted Miia from celebrating. Miia bit her lip, looking into Rachnee's sad eyes. She hadn't ever seen this emotion on Rachnee, ever. Sighing, Miia leaned her forehead into Rachnee's and restarted her hypnosis, hoping to numb some of the pain in her heart. "I never wanted to hurt any of you, Rachnee. I still don't. I don't just want Darling and I to be happy, I want everyone to be. I don't want to take your feelings away, and I don't know who I could make you fall for. But what I do know, is that you're hot. Somewhere, there's a really nice guy...or even girl who would want nothing more than for you to tie them up for eternity. For tonight however," Miia slid one hand into Rachnee's, her other hand groping down Rachnee's body teasingly, "let me be your Honey. Everything you feel for Darling, everything you want to do to him, put it on me, just for tonight. If you're good," Miia leaned into Rachnee's ear and whispered, "I might even let you tie me up a little more with those special webs of yours." Miia now gently nibbled on Rachnee's earlobe, eliciting the most wonderous moan from her. "What do ya say, Hun?"

Rachnee whimpered and gasped. "Yes, Mistress...Yes, I want you."

Miia giggled, booping Rachnee on the nose, then whispering as she leaned into a kiss, "Such a good girl, Rachnee."

Miia awoke the next morning to a lonely hammock. She was groggy and a bit dazed, her fun with Rachnee having lasted quite late into the night. Oh, but she loved every second of it. Rachnee was a master of the sexual arts, with or without her webs, and Miia was already planning the next time she would seduce the spider woman. But for now, Miia sat up, looking around for aforementioned arachnid.

Miia spotted Rachnee on the other side of the room, looking out the window and away from Miia. She was still naked, but something about her stance worried Miia. "Rachnee...? Are you okay?" Miia called tentatively as she worked her way out of the hammock.

No response from Rachnera. Slithering over to her, Miia brought herself to Rachnee's height and looked her in the eye. Miia could see tears streaks going down Rachnee's face. Miia didn't need anymore words before she grabbed Rachnee's shoulders and hugged her. However, Rachnee growled, and sharply pulled Miia off of her. Seeing the anger in Rachnee's face, her bared fangs, Miia grimaced. "What is it, Rachnee? Why are you upset?"

Rachnee snarled at Miia, "Why am I upset? Why the HELL do you think I'm upset!?" It was clear in her voice that Rachnee wanted to scream at Miia, but she kept her voice low. "You invaded my mind Miia. You pulled out words that I didn't want you to hear."

Miia was taken aback. She had thought Rachnee would be angry, but this went far beyond her expectations. "Rachnee...that's a bit rich coming from you." Miia tried to keep her tone level, quelling her own frustrations. "How many times have you tied me or anyone else up against our will? Invaded our privacy, our space? You may be overstating the severity of what I did."

Rachnee turned away from Miia now. Her body language portrayed that she was more sad than angry. "I..." Rachnee choked on her words.

Miia put her hand on Rachnee's shoulder, her voice as soft as she could make it as she said, "if it's that embarrassing for you, I won't tell anyone. About any of this. Everything that happened, everything you said, it will all stay in this room."

Rachnee scoffed. "Those words...I never wanted them to leave my mouth. I never wanted you to know! And no matter what you do or don't say, everyone knows anyways. Especially after the rest of your crusade, they were watching this like a fighting ring."

Miia took a deep breath. "Why didn't you want me to hear them? Why wouldn't you want me to hear all that? You were the one interrogating and attempting to seduce Darling just for closure."

Rachnee, still facing away from Miia, said, "The only reason I've made it where I am is because I've always had my shields up...always. And I am not changing that. But you tore them down, pulled out everything, you made me vulnerable..." Rachnee choked on her words again. "And now look at me! I'm still spilling my guts to you, as if I even owe you an explanation!"

"I think you're lying to me, Rachnee." Miia's voice was cool and level.

Rachnee spun around, shivering in a defeated rage. "You think I'm lying? About what? Why the hell would I lie right now?"

"About always having your shields up. That's not true." Miia took a few feet back from Rachnee and lowered herself, ceasing all defensive or hostile body language. "If it were true, we wouldn't have had that night together, way back when. I couldn't have shared that bed with someone who wasn't vulnerable. I know that because at that moment i was my most vulnerable, and instead of turning your back or taking advantage of it, you held me. And I held you." Miia swallowed, her lips almost quivering. "I don't know anything about arachne culture. Maybe it is kill or be killed, like you say. But you're here now, in this house. I used to be enemies, rivals with you, Rachnee. As I was with everyone else. But I changed that. I want to be your friend, in the same way that Darling is. You don't need to have your shields up around me." Miia now slid closer to Rachnee, relieved as she noticed she didn't recoil away. "I'm sorry if I hurt you, it was never my intention, and I promise I won't ever do it again. Please. Let me into your heart Rachnee. You don't have to spill anymore secrets, do anything else, we don't have to talk ever again if you don't want to, but...just please don't hate me."

Rachnee didn't look her in the eyes, but Miia could see her shoulders had almost stopped shivering. "You expect all that sentiment to make this better?" Rachnee mumbled, "You think I'm not still angry just because you said sorry?"

"No. Not all all." Miia said softly. "I know you're still angry, and I suppose you have every right to be. So...I want to make it up to you." Finally, Rachnee perked up. Miia knew she would take the bait.

Raising a brow, Rachnee said, "Make it to me how...?"

Miia sighed. She knew this was the only way to reconcile the situation. She just dreaded what exactly it would bring..."Anything you want. I'll give you anything or do anything for you. Name it."

Rachnee was now shocked, almost all of her rage gone, her usual demeanor slithering back into her expression. "That's a brave thing for you to do...anything I want, huh?" A smirk tugged at the corner of Rachnee's mouth as she pondered. "I want one night. One night where I'm in control, and I get whatever I want, but I won't tell you what it is until that night."

Miia bit her lip. She knew just how dangerous of a game this was, but if it was what it took to bury the hatchet with Rachnee, so be it. "Fine," Miia said, slowly shaking her head, "I agree. Are we good now, Rachnee?"

Rachnee scoffed, her frown returning, but not diminishing her usual air. "Far from it. an apology and one favor won't make this right. But...they're a start. And I suppose...lowering my shields around just you...isn't the end of the world." Rachnee blushed a bit now, turning and pretending to cough into her hand.

Miia smirked. "I'll take it." Rachnee was actually quite adorable when she allowed herself to be sensitive, and Miia giggled a little. To think she'd once been afraid of her.

Rachnee leaned down, once more towering over Miia, and took the lamia's chin in between her fingers, pulling their eyes immensely close. "This little arrangement is conditional on one thing: don't ever use your hypnosis on me again."

Rachnee's voice was cold, sending chills down Miia's spine. But Miia knew she wasn't fully behind the statement. "Got it. I won't ever hypnotize you again, unless you want me to." Miia smirked and winked, so very tempted now to lean an inch forward and kiss Rachnee.

Rachnee smirked, maintaining her intimidating aura, but unable to stop the blush from appearing on her cheeks. With a sigh, she turned and scuttled back to the hammock, lying down once more. Looking out the window at the low risen sun, Miia realised it was far earlier than normal for Rachnee to be up.

"Just get over here," Rachnee said, with a roll of her eyes as she opened her arms, "get your hot, scaly ass back in bed, and maybe I'll think about forgiving you."

Miia smiled as she slithered back to the hammock. This was certainly a little more than she'd bargained for when entering Rachnee's room last night, but she was happy to take it anyway. In fact, this entire endeavor had been far more than she'd wanted, and still, she wouldn't trade any of it for anything. She had cleared the board of all competition for Darling's heart, matched Cerea with a new Romeo, had become closer friends with all the girls, and even fallen in love with Mero. Now, she was cuddling once more with Rachnee, by far the least expected outcome for Miia. Sighing as she leaned her head into Rachnee's breasts, Miia felt a wave of contented joy wash over her.

Miia and Rachnee forfeited breakfast, in favor of soaking up more of each other's company. Well after noon, the pair finally got out of bed, Rachnee slipping on an outfit and practically vaporizing as Miia headed to the bathroom, in desperate need of a bath after last night's debauchery. As soon as she had the water ready and slithered in, she heard a clambering of hooves, claws, and wheels outside the bathroom door. Sighing, Miia sunk up to her neck and said, "come in, girls."

The door slowly creaked open as Mero, Cerea, Papi, and Suu all filed in, rather bashful. The most excited and impatient of the bunch, Papi spoke first, saying, "so...? Did you do it, Mistress...? Did you get Rachnee?"

Miia looked at each of their faces, and could easily tell from their blushes and expressions that they had heard her and Rachnee last night. Smirking, Miia sighed, "I cannot divulge any of the details of last night." Miia closed her eyes as she sank even further into the water. With a smirk, she looked to Mero, then winked.

Papi pouted. "Aw, come on Mistress! I wanna know all the fun stuff you did with Rachnee!" Papi flapped her wings about adorably, making the other girls giggle.

Miia thought for a moment. "Tell ya what Papi," her tail slowly slithered out of the bath and up Papi's leg, "hop in the tub with me, and maybe I'll show you what I did..."

Immediately, Papi flew into the bath, shortly followed by Mero and Cerea, while Suu sat on the edge of the tub, taking in a little drink with her hair.

Wrapping her tail around Papi's waist, Miia pulled the harpy into her lap, making Papi straddle her hips as she nuzzled her into a warm embrace. Cerea and Mero took up the seat on either side of Miia, leaning in close and nuzzling into her arms. With a giggle and a contented hum, Miia began to gently kiss Papi, taking a moment to relish her heat and sweetness. Papi moaned into the kiss as Miia caressed her slim waist, lithe stomach, and perky tits. Miia gasped and moaned as Cerea and Mero both began kissing and sucking on either side of her neck. "Damn, girls..." Miia said, breathless as Papi began to grind into her hips, "just how close were you listening to Rachnee and I last night?"

Suu chirped from the side of the tub, "We heard every moan!" Suu extended her tentacles to Miia, latching them onto her nipples.

In seconds, Miia was cumming from four directions of stimulation. Oh, she was going to have fun with the girls now.

Over an hour later, the girls all sat in the bath, soaking in their afterglow, bar Suu who was happily swaying to a tune in her head beside the tub. Miia had her coils wrapped snugly around Mero, Cerea, and Papi, holding them close to her. Despite the bliss of both her night with Rachnee and her extreme session with the other girls, there was something eating at the back of her mind; a sense of worry, or guilt, she thought.

"Hey, girls, can I ask you something?" Miia said with trepidation, trying to hide her blush by nuzzling further into Cerea's tits.

"Of course Mistress," Mero said with her usual adoration.

"What's up?" Papi chirped, bubbly as ever.

"Is something the matter, Miia?" Cerea asked with motherly concern.

Miia sighed, trying to avoid eye contact. "When I first hypnotized you, did you feel...violated? Or afraid? Or like...you had no defenses? Or that I forced you to say things you were too afraid to say?"

The girls were silent for a moment, before Cerea, while stroking Miia's hair gently, said, "I take it Rachnera didn't take kindly to your seduction?"

Miia bit her lip. "Like I said, I can't talk about it. Rachnee and I made a deal. But...I just have this guilt now, that...I've unintentionally hurt you guys."

Mero put her finger gently under Miia's chin and pulled Miia's head so their eyes met. She spoke softly when she said, "I may only speak for myself, but I promise you, you have not hurt me, Miia. Though my words when under your spell were a secret, I hold no regret for speaking them. You have no guilt to feel on my account."

"Me neither!" Papi chirped, nuzzling closer to Miia. "I had so much fun with you and your pretty eyes. It didn't hurt at all!"

Cerea sighed, still gently running her hand along Miia's head. "I must admit...I was averse to your methods the morning after. However, I truly owe you nothing but thanks. You helped me see that pining after the Master would only hurt us both, and that I had more to offer to others. More than that, you helped me relax, which has helped me improve much of my physical performance. And finally...you helped me meet Tanner." Cerea now blushed intensely, a small smile fighting it's way onto her lips.

Miia smiled as relief washed over her. Even though she had a long way to go still with Rachnee, she could rest easy that she had not harmed any of her other friends. After a little while longer just relaxing in the bath, Miia spoke, "Mero, when we get out of the bath, would you like to-?"

Miia was cut off as Mero hurriedly said, "oh, I'm sorry Mistress, I won't be available. Our dear Sir has requested some time with me, if that's okay..." Mero blushed now, her eyes shifting from Miia's then to the water.

Miia was taken aback. It was rare that Mero would interrupt her. "Oh...well that's...alright, I suppose." Miia then thought for a moment before inquiring, "How come Darling wants to spend time with you? That's rather odd." Miia tapped her chin.

Mero pouted, "Oh, is it that strange that he wants to be around me...?"

Miia blushed, as she stammered, "W-wait, no, Mero, that's not what I meant, I just meant to say that it's unusual he requests any of us, that was all!" Miia's distress was ceased as she heard Mero giggling.

"Oh, I'm sorry Mistress," Mero said as she snuggled to Miia, "I shouldn't tease you, but sometimes it's just so easy. Truly, I don't know what he has requested me for. If I had to guess, I think he simply misses spending time with me. For a while now all my free time has been spent with you, Mistress."

Miia pursed her lips, trying to keep herself from pouting. She had been spending a lot of time with both Mero and Darling lately, it would be unfair to expect them not to want to be around each other at all. Sighing, Miia put a smile on her face, "You're probably right, Mero. Don't worry about it, I can find something else to do." Miia said as she gave Mero a disarming smile.

"Well, Mistress..." Cerea said with a blush, covering her face slightly, "if you have the time, and would be so kind...I would truly appreciate another one of your massages...if it's no trouble...I can repay you any way you want."

Miia giggled, always in adoration of Cerea's cute embarrassment. Looking at her, Miia did see her shoulders were looking tense again. "Okay Cerea, I can give you a massage. But I will expect repayment." Miia looked at Cerea with seductive, hungry eyes, making her blush even more.

Papi smiled up from between Miia's boobs, where she'd been entertaining herself by hefting the soft mounds up, then letting them fall into her hands. "Can Papi and Suu come too, Mistress!? I wanna see you play with Cerea!"

Miia giggled, raffling Papi's hair, "Of course you can join us, but we aren't playing. It's a massage, it will help Cerea relax and feel good. If you behave, I'll give you one too!" Miia kissed Papi on the cheek, her coils flexing around Papi's waist teasingly.

Papi moaned and cooed, melting into Miia's embrace. "I can behave Mistress, promise!"

After exiting the bath, Miia pulled Mero into a tight hug and kissed her cheek. Mero giggled, "Mistress, I'm just going to be a few rooms away for a couple hours. I promise, I will come back to you."

Miia blushed, "I know. I just...want to love you as much as I can." Giving Mero another soft kiss, she proceeded down the hall with the others to Cerea's room.

Settling down, and at Cerea's behest, locking the door, Miia began. While Papi and Suu sat on the bed mat, observing closely as Miia slowly wound her coils around Cerea's body, just as she'd done before. Sitting on her back, Miia flexed her coils all over Cerea's body, simultaneously working on her shoulders. "Hows it feel, Cerea?"

Cerea couldn't stop a moan from escaping her lips as her she body quivered. "It...it feels amazing...Miia...your talent is remarkable..." Cerea closed her eyes and rolled her head back as Miia kneaded into a knot on her shoulder and one on her leg at the same time.

Miia giggled, slowing her movements, focusing more and making them deeper and softer. "I'm glad you enjoy it," she said as she leaned into Cerea's ear, "but you know you shouldn't call me by my name right now. Try again, sweetie...With my proper title this time."

Blushing, Cerea bit her lip. "You...you're amazing, Mistress...Your massages are truly something else..." Though Cerea had to strain to say the words, Miia could tell in her voice they were sincere.

Leaning forwards and pressing her breasts to Cerea's back, Miia worked her hands down from Cerea's shoulders to her equally tense pecs. "Why thank you, my pet. You're quite the patient; I do so enjoy feeling your hot body. In both senses of the word." Miia softly kissed Cerea on the cheek while she gently kneaded her knuckles into Cerea's chest, working slow to ease the tension in her muscles without hurting her. "My my, I truly don't know how you hold these up all day," Miia slid her hands under Cerea's mammoth bosom, then hefted them up, gently bouncing them in her palms, "I'm surprised you haven't keeled over without my massage."

Cerea whimpered and moaned under Miia's touch. It was so horribly embarrassing, but at the same time it simply felt too good to stop.

As Miia turned up the heat on the massage with Cerea, Suu had begun mimicking with Papi. Suu had sat Papi so she was facing away from her, in the same way Miia and Cerea were, and Suu had begun to gently rub Papi's shoulders while her tentacles went up and down Papi's hips and legs, Suu keeping a close eye on what Miia did to repeat. As Miia felt up Cerea's chest, Suu followed suit, causing Papi to gasp and moan. Suu just loved it when Papi moaned.

As Miia put the focus of her hands onto Cerea's chest, she kept her tail hard at work on Cerea's horse back. She could feel how it dipped just a little further than it should, and how her hips and lower shoulders were incredibly tense, yet flinched at a touch. Miia was somewhat happy that it took so much concentration to properly massage Cerea; it kept her mind from pondering on what Mero and Darling were doing. Miia slid around Cerea's waist, bringing herself face to face with Cerea, pressing their breasts together as she continued to work on Cerea's chest.

Suu, watching Miia, did the same with Papi, sliding around to her front, pressing both their small pairs of tits together, eliciting more adorable moans from the harpy.

Cerea blushed as her boobs were pressed to Miia's. She closed her eyes, whimpering and gasping. She turned her head away from Miia, putting her hand over her mouth.

Miia noticed how Cerea was making a point not to look at her. "Cerea, is something wrong? Tell me if it hurts or anything." The way all of Cerea's muscles were reacting, Miia didn't think she'd hurt her, but she wanted to be sure.

Cerea groaned a bit, her lip shaking. "It's not that...it all feels wonderful...it's just..." Cerea finally opened one eye, sparing a half a look at Miia, "I'm afraid to look at you...because of last time..."

Miia's smile fell as a veil of guilt covered her heart. "Because of last time...what exactly are you afraid of, Cerea?"

Frowning, Cerea sighed. "I'm afraid of myself, and of not being able to resist the temptation." Cerea still kept her eyes averted from Miia as she continued, "When you put me under your spell, I lost all my inhibitions...I couldn't resist any of my impure thoughts. So...having you wrapped around me...I want to engage in the same pleasurable fornication we did last time...but I know I shouldn't."

Miia sighed, then put her fingers under Cerea's chin. "Cerea, please look at me." Cerea slowly turned towards Miia, obviously unable to disobey Miia's order. "Eyes open, too." Miia said softly. With trepidation, Cerea obeyed. Miia smiled and looked into Cerea's eyes, their faces nose to nose.

Cerea whimpered as she opened her eyes, looking into Miia's gorgeous amber eyes, while Miia gazed back at her. There was a stirring in Cerea's heart; she remembered all the pleasure of her first night with Miia, and just how relaxing and pleasant it was to have Miia's lips and tongue and hands roaming her body. However, as a knight and a loyal servant to her Master, (not to mention whatever she was with Tanner) she needed to be chaste and have better control of her desires. Cerea let out an aching moan as she melted into Miias hold. "M-Mistress..." Cerea moaned.

Miia gently stroked Cerea's cheek. "Cerea, I will never, ever make you do anything you don't want to, hypnosis or not."

Cerea frowned. "But that's the problem...I do want this. I want you Mistress...I want you to make me feel good...but I just feel so guilty."

Miia pursed her lips, her brow furrowing. "Why do you feel guilty? I'm helping you, Cerea; if it's relieving stress and feeling good, what's the harm?" The most concerning to Miia was just how upset Cerea was about this.

Cerea shook her head. "Its not that simple...as a knight, I should be chaste, I should be able to resist my urges..."

Miia thought for a moment. "Alright then," Miia slithered her arms around Cerea's neck, trying to relax her once more, "I'm your Mistress. Whenever you have these urges or desires, and you feel guilty, come to me. I'll take that guilt and that stress off your shoulders and I will take care of you. I can take all that desire onto myself, since you're my Pet, it's my responsibility, and you can carry on without any guilt. Alright?"

Cerea questioned Miia's logic. "But, Mistress-"

"No buts." Miia said, stroking Cerea's hair, "This is all for your own health and well-being. You have no need to feel guilty. And if it might help, I can hypnotize the negative feelings away." Miia smiled, her coils and hands moving in slow, rhythmic motions, trying to relax Cerea in almost the same way she did when she first seduced her.

Cerea sighed. "V-very well then, Mistress...but please, just..." Cerea blushed, unable to finish her request.

Miia nodded, completely understanding her request. "I know, Cerea. I won't go too far. You've got someone more special than me to save that for," Miia winked and gave Cerea's rear a playful slap of her tail, causing Cerea to jump and squeak. Suu and Papi listened on with confusion, though the two had already begun making out.

As Miia resumed her work, Cerea pulled Miia's face to her own, kissing her with fervour. This was truly an interesting turn, and something Miia certainly hadn't expected of Cerea out of a trance. But, Miia was happy to accept the burden anyway as she stretched her long tongue into Cerea's mouth. Miia's hands traveled down Cerea's body, now to her hips, and the area where her human and horse bodies fused. Using her own nipples to stimulate Cerea's, Miia started her delicate massage of Cerea's waist, still keeping her in an intense kiss.

Suu now had Papi on her back, her tendrils roaming Papi's petite body with enthusiasm as she engulfed Papi's mouth and tongue with her own, her hands mimicking Miia's every move.

Once Miia felt satisfied with her work on Cerea's waist, she finally relinquished her lips, the both of them gasping and panting while their foreheads touched. "Still feeling guilty, Cerea?" Miia cooed, gently running her finger nails over Cerea's waist to tease her.

Cerea gasped and moaned, her whole body quivering under Miia's weight and manipulation. "D-don't tease me about it, Mistress! I...I still do feel bad, just a bit..."

Miia hummed, flickering her tongue over Cerea's nose. "Well, how about we change that then, hmm?" Miia then ducked down and wrapped her tongue around Cerea's left nipple, then pulling it into her mouth and sucking hungrily. Suu giggled and followed suit, latching her slimy mouth around Papi's pert tit.

Miia sincerely hoped whatever Mero and Darling were doing, it was an activity loud enough to keep him from hearing their debauchery.

Some while later, Cerea was lying on her side, her whole body feeling utterly limp and relaxed. Miia, still coiled about the centaur, curled around and hugged her torso, snuggling into Cerea's massive bust as they both basked in the afterglow of a few much needed orgasms. On the bed mat, Papi was doing the same, hugging Suu close as she caught her breath, her eyes half closed.

Miia looked up from Cerea's tits, lying her head on them as the wonderous pillows they were, and smiled at Cerea. "So, how are we feeling now, my pet?"

Cerea sighed and giggled, stroking Miia's hair. "Far too relaxed to feel guilt right now, Mistress. It seems you were right."

"Of course I was," Miia smirked as she booped Cerea's nose, "I'm the Mistress."

Miia begrudgingly leaned up and stretched, a void already opening as she left the warmth and plush softness of Cerea's embrace. Unwinding her coils, she said, "Papi, get ready for your massage. I'm gonna use the bathroom, then I'll be back, kay?"

As Miia left the room, Cerea was suddenly hit with a stroke of panic. She wasn't supposed to leave my room, Cerea thought. Too relaxed to move or shout, Cerea simply hoped that Miia didn't see what she wasn't supposed to.

Miia made her way to the bathroom and quickly relieved herself. After washing her hands, she took a much slower pace in returning to Cerea's room, still feeling the wear on her body not only from the orgasm, but also from the extent to which she used her coils to massage Cerea. Passing by Mero's room, Miia heard Darling's voice say, "Is this alright, Mero?"

Miia stopped in her tracks. Turing to the slightly ajar door, Miia peered in; it wasn't an invasion of privacy, just curiosity. They were her girlfriend and boyfriend after all, so it was fine, Miia reasoned to herself.

Inside, Darling had his back to Miia as he held Mero in his arms, Mero's hands draped over his shoulders and neck. From her spot, nestled into his chest, Mero cooed, "Thats fine, Sir...perhaps put your right hand a little lower..." Miia couldn't see Mero's face but could hear the blush in her voice.

Darling slid his hand lower, and in doing so rubbed over Mero's butt, making her gasp. Darling blushed and gritted his teeth, "Sorry! I didn't mean to do that! It's just...been a while."

Mero shook her head and composed herself, "That's alright...it has been for me as well...you're much warmer than Miia, so the sensation shocked me, was all. But you're doing very well." Mero leaned up, her lips nearing Darling's...

Miia turned away and covered her face with her hands. It couldn't be, she thought. Darling and Mero couldn't be cheating on her, behind her back with each other! Well...then again, Miia thought, biting her lip, she was dating the both of them at the same time without Darling's knowing...but still, would they both really stab her in the back like this? Was it even really betrayal? After all, Miia had been sleeping with every girl in the house now, and Mero had no problem with it. Of course, had it been another of the girls with Mero it would be different, but it was Darling...even Miia could recognize her own double standards when it came to her Darling. Miia heard once more form Mero's room a sharp gasp, then a giggle from Mero. She decided it would be best to return to Cerea's room, before she heard anything else.

Miia quickly slithered back into Cerea's chambers, once more locking the door behind her. Cerea was now sitting up and holding both Papi and Suu to her chest, the two of them just lost in the bliss of snuggling the gargantuan bust. Looking to Miia, Cerea could tell already she was upset, and had a good guess as to why. "Mistress, what is it?"

Miia bit her lip. One part of her wanted to cry, while one wanted to scream in rage, while yet another part simply wanted answers. Not looking at Cerea's eyes, she said, "Cerea, am I...a bad person?"

Cerea was taken slightly aback and both Suu and Papi ceased their playing to turn toward Miia. Cerea pursed her lips as she saw Miia's nervous ticks coming to the surface. Cerea sighed and began, "In all the time I've known you, I have thought many things of you. I first thought you were depraved and lecherous, I thought you were a bit over obsessive, and overly jealous-"

"Ya know you're not really helping," Miia interrupted.

"But," Cerea continued, "I have never once thought of you as a bad person. I have always seen a loving and compassionate potential in you, which I've been happy to witness blossom into a beautiful heart as of late. Now please tell me," Cerea stood and approached Miia, "What would make you think this way?"

Miia now finally looked up into Cerea's eyes. The centaur stood before her with such a strong and soothing presence. Cerea had an aura around her when she wanted to have it that felt like a sturdy rock to lean on, while also being maternal and caring. Sighing, Miia let herself confide in Cerea. "I...I saw Mero and Darling...I think they're cheating on me, but...how can it be cheating if I'm dating Mero behind Darling's back already? I really have no right to be upset, since I've been fucking my way around the house for months now, and still...I can't help but be hurt. I feel like a hypocrite..."

"Do you love Mero?" Cerea asked, tender, yet rather bluntly.

"Y-yes..." Miia said, a little surprised by Cerea's sudden change of topic.

"And do you love the Master?" Cerea raised a brow at Miia, leaning down a little closer to her now.

Miia wasn't sure what exactly Cerea was getting at, but without hesitation, she answered, "Yes, I do."

Cerea smiled. "Than you should trust them both." Cerea put her hands on Miia's shoulders as she continued, "They wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Perhaps, yes, you might be a little out of line to judge them, even if they were doing anything. But, they both know you, and they wouldn't want to hurt you; whatever it is they're doing, it's probably not what you think. Whether it would count as cheating or not, that's not what it is. As you told me, relax. Let all your worry disappear, and have faith in your loves."

Miia sighed. Cerea was absolutely right, and exactly the voice of reason she needed. For a moment, Miia thought she might be falling for the centaur. "Thank you, Cerea." Miia said, wrapping her arms around Cerea's waist and leaning up to nuzzle once more into her breasts.

Cerea sighed, "I swear, am I just a pair of walking pillows to you all now?" Though she tried to be irritated, Cerea couldn't stop a smile as she pet Miia's head and returned the hug.

Miia giggled at Cerea as she closed her eyes, going into thought. The chances that Darling and Mero were cheating on her were slim. Mero may have many fantasies, but in Miia's time with her she'd learned that the fantasies didn't mean everything to Mero. Besides, Darling was more than likely just moving Mero from her wheelchair to somewhere she couldn't get sitting down, as he often did. Despite this confidence in her lovers, Miia still felt a twinge of jealousy; she still desired to be held like a princess by her Darling, and seeing Mero living her fantasies brought a stroke of sadness to Miia's heart. For all its incredible uses, there were times Miia cursed her insane length of tail.

Papi bounded over to Miia and wrapped her wings around the lamia's waist, soon followed by Suu. "You shouldn't worry Mistress!" Papi declared, smiling up at Miia with innocent glee. "Mero and the Boss are really smart, and it would be really dumb to hurt you, so they wouldn't! I definitely wouldn't wanna do anything to hurt the feelings of the second sexiest girl in the house."

Miia's heart swelled with pride as a smile broke wider on her- "Wait. Second sexiest? Who do you think is sexier than me?"

Papi giggled, "Suu of course! She can make her body like anything and do anything your tail can do but more of them!"

Miia pouted a bit, about to object, but then turned to Suu, and recalling their chilling encounter, figured she'd better hold her tongue. "I'll take the compliment. Thank you, Papi, that does make me feel better."

Papi beamed up at her Mistress, overjoyed to have helped her.

"Now," Miia said as she let go of Cerea and pried the two smaller girls from her waist, "Papi, are you ready for your massage?"

Nodding eagerly, Papi bounced up and down, making her tiny tits bounce in such a tantalizing and adorably sexy way.

Miia looked on Papi with hungry eyes as she wrapped the harpy in her coils. Meanwhile, as Cerea took a seat on her bed mat, Suu took to practicing on Cerea what she'd learned from watching Miia.

As Miia began to make Papi moan, she was once again consumed by thought. If she was dating both Mero and Darling, and perhaps the two were galivanting behind her back, would the problem not be solved by revealing the secret of her relationship with Mero to Darling? Perhaps then, the three of them could just date each other. Miia scoffed at the fantastical absurdity of her own thought, and still, she'd seen and accomplished more absurd things as of late.