A dark and damp bayou - the witch's hut

Roxanne limply allowed Serafine to carry her away from the snakes, marveling at the woman's strength. The witch didn't look at all muscular, but seemed to be able to lift her with no problem at all. Once set down on the mattress, she glanced unhappily up at the various critters in the ceiling. It didn't seem safe at all here, and the snakes were the least of her worries. If only she wasn't paralyzed, perhaps she'd be able to escape through the window. Turning her head to Serafine and trying her best to sound sweet, she said:

"Um...Serafine...I'm sure we'd be able to have a lot more fun if I could move...it's kid of dull to have a limp body in your bed, isn't it? Just undo the bindings, and there's all sorts of fun we could have."

Watching the doll anxiously, Roxanne sat up. It was clear that she'd have to play along as long as Serafine held on to it. After all, she couldn't possibly escape if Serafine could just paralyze her at a moment. She would have to get a hold of the doll...and then what? She didn't know any other witches or powerful mages, and wasn't sure that she could trust someone she didn't know to take the doll. After all, any unscrupulous wizard might jump at the idea of getting their hands on a doll that could make a pretty white-haired girl completely helpless. If she tried to destroy it herself, she might get seriously hurt...but that was a problem for later. First, she needed to get the doll and get out.

"Oh yes...that feels much better. I suppose it's time now, hmm? Um...I've never done it with a woman before..."

She glanced back and forth around the room for anything pointy, sharp, or heavy. Anything to use as a weapon. She was still feeling somewhat tired and groggy, and wasn't sure that she'd be able to overpower Serafine unarmed.

Roxanne watched carefully as Serafine put the doll down, and held her breath as the witch slid up against her. As Serafine leaned in to kiss her, Roxanne shied away. She wasn't quite sure what would happen if the witch were to touch her jaw or neck again, but it certainly couldn't be good, especially in the state she was in now. Her body was still overly sensitive from the tea, and she wasn't sure that she'd be able to keep control of herself if Serafine kept going. When the snake slithered over the witch's shoulder, Roxanne gasped in shock and leaned away more. What was Serafine planning to do? Was she going to get snakes involved? Hesitantly, she tried to distract Serafine's attention by reaching up and running her fingers through the woman's long red hair.

"Um...Serafine...you don't get many visitors out here, do you? How long has it been since you've...had anyone? You seem very eager, maybe we should take things a little more slowly..."

Roxanne did her best to lean away, but soon found herself lying flat on the bed. She clearly hadn't thought this through. Still, the soft purr from the swamp witch was gratifying. She was clearly enjoying herself, suggesting that she would probably let her guard down. If Roxanne could convince her that she had submitted to her desires, the witch wouldn't expect an escape attempt. Of course, with the tea still flowing through her system, Roxanne knew that she was at serious risk of actually submitting if Serafine kept it up. If she was going to get away, it would have to be soon. Glancing to her side, she noticed that Serafine had placed a snake on the bed. What was with this woman and her snakes? She really did seem fond of them...perhaps too fond. How long had it been since she'd seen another person, anyway?

"Um...Serafine...why is there a snake on the bed? I'm not super fond of snakes, and I don't want to be bitten in the middle of...of our fun. Do you raise them or something? There's certainly a lot around here."

She continued stroking Serafine's hair as she spoke, running her fingers through the beads and other bits and bobs entwined in the bright red locks.

As Serafine leaned over her and began tugging at her collar, Roxanne looked once more at the doll. It was tantalizingly close, within arm's reach...but she knew that if she grabbed for it, Serafine would be on top of her in an instant. In fact, she was pretty much on top of her already. How had things gotten this way? Roxanne's head spun, still foggy from the tea. She knew she had to escape, to get away...but a tiny part of her wanted to stay. It would be so easy to just submit to Serafine's desires. Who knew, maybe she would enjoy it herself. Even the gentlest touches earlier had felt so nice, and it had been so long since the last time...Roxanne shook her head. What was she thinking? Of course she had to escape! The witch was clearly getting to her, if she was actually considering staying.

"Well...I don't much like snakes. One bit me when I was younger, and I was ill for a week. And the feeling of scales sliding over me..."

She shuddered.

"It's not a pleasant thought."

Turning her head, she looked at the little snake in question. It was pretty, she supposed. As snakes went, anyway. Still, it was scaly and slithery and probably up to no good.

Roxanne gasped and looked away as Serafine allowed the little snake to bite her. How could she do such a thing? Even the very thought made Roxanne nervous. Still, as Serafine's breath quickened, Roxanne couldn't help but turn around to see what was going on. She couldn't believe what she saw. Was the witch really reacting like this? She couldn't possibly imagine feeling such pleasure from a snake bite, but Serafine clearly hadn't been poisoned. What sort of snake could it possibly be? She reached for the doll as the witch was distracted, but her arm felt heavy and sluggish. There was no way she'd be able to make it out the window in this shape. She needed to clear her head, wait for the tea to work its way out of its system. How could she possibly shake off the effects? There had to be something...she rolled over, putting her face near Serafine's.

"I'm kind of dirty and worn from the swamp...how about a nice bath first? That could be fun, don't you think? And then we'd be nice and clean..."

It was a risk, for sure. But still, she figured that the hot water would clear her head and possibly help with the effects of the tea. It was definitely less risky than lying here with Serafine and her snakes, anyway.

Nodding, Roxanne allowed Serafine to nuzzle up against her face. She was perfectly willing to wait. In fact, the longer Serafine took the better. Perhaps she'd be able to recover on her own and get away. If Serafine left to go draw the bath, Roxanne would sit up and shoo the snake off the bed. She got up shakily, walking over to the window. Unfortunately, she was a lot less steady than she'd hoped. Perhaps she would have to wait for the bath, and take her chances there. After all, even if she got her armor and the doll, she couldn't survive in the swamp in this state. There were bears and crocodiles and snakes out there, not to mention a lusty witch chasing her. She wouldn't get ten feet, especially since she couldn't even run. Sighing, she sat down on the bed. Perhaps it would be better just to submit to Serafine's desires and get it over with. She was definitely attractive, after all, and she seemed to know what she was doing...Roxanne shook her head. No, that wouldn't do. She'd have to get out of here as soon as the tea wore off. The witch was getting to her.

    After about fifteen minutes, Roxanne managed to shake off most of the effects of the tea. Taking a deep breath, she walked over to the window and peeked out at the swampy waters below. If she jumped out, she'd have to swim to shore then run off...could she do it? Ordinarily, she would have had no problem swimming such a short distance and running into the woods. However, it the murky waters worried her. There were undoubtedly alligators and snakes swimming just below the surface, and they would be perfectly happy to eat an unarmored and defenseless Roxy. Besides, running through a forest barefoot wouldn't be fun at all. Perhaps she could overpower Serafine, but she'd already seen that the witch was a lot stronger than she looked. Sighing, she stepped back from the window and looked around the room. Surely, there was something she could use! However, she didn't have long to contemplate improvised weapons before she felt a sharp sting at her ankle. Looking down, she spotted a familiar brightly-colored snake slithering over her feet, and a pair of tiny fang marks just above her heel.

"Oh no..."

    How had she been so stupid as to lose track of it after shooing it off the bed? Now she was in trouble for sure. She shuffled away from the little snake as quickly as she could, but the damage was done. She could already feel the warmth of its venom spreading up her leg. It didn't burn like the snake bite of her childhood, however. In fact, the effect was quite pleasant. Was this why Serafine had allowed herself to be bitten? Roxanne didn't know. All she knew was that there was no leaving now.

Roxanne looked up at Serafine's voice, startled. It hadn't seemed like that long...Her face flushed as she saw Serafine lounging against the door frame. The witch looked just as pretty as she had before, but something about her seemed different. More desirable, somehow. Perhaps it was just the snake venom making her think that.

"Um...yes, I'm ok..."

She walked hesitantly over to Serafine, doing her best to resist the sudden urge to throw the witch into the bed and be done with it. There was still time to avoid having to submit, and perhaps the bathwater would do her some good.

"Th-the snake bit me, on the ankle..."

Why had she said that? That was stupid. Why would she just blurt that out?