To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

To Sleep, Perchance to Dream

(c) 2022 by Skarlette One

Captain Alpha, the mightiest heroine the world had ever seen, had never dreamed she’d be in such good shape in such a bad situation. Thanks to her amazing Quimtonian powers, she had walked away from the crash landing of the space ship without a scratch. The same could not be said of the prisoner transport shuttle she’d stolen from interstellar warlord Queen Klitorya’s. When Captain Alpha had escaped her captors, she thought that the spaceship would allow her to get home to Earth. Unfortunately, damage sustained in the escape had caused the shuttle to crash on this remote planetoid orbiting a dim, brown dwarf star.

Stranded in a place like this was the epitome of a bad situation. The feeble glow of the brown dwarf was nothing like the warm, nourishing light of a yellow sun that would recharge her powers. Another gift of her Quimtonian nature allowed Captain Alpha to draw strength from the erotic life energy of willing partners. However, as she had escaped Queen Klitorya’s clutches by commandeering an empty shuttle, Captain Alpha found herself completely alone, and therefore without any reliable source of replenishment. She knew she had to be careful not to strain her stamina. Even the so-called “Vixen of Vigor” had limits. This planetoid with a cold, thin atmosphere and miles of featureless sand dunes would certainly put those limits to the test.

The prison transport itself was beyond repair, having broken into three parts on impact. However, Captain Alpha set about combing through every piece of debris for any trace of survival gear and communication equipment.

After hours of searching, the heroine was just about to rest when she discovered she hadn’t been the transport’s sole occupant. In the remains of one of the cargo bays was a hibernation pod, still somewhat functional. The pod’s technical readouts showed there was significant damage, including to the release hatch. The inhabitant was alive, in suspended animation for the moment, but unlikely to survive more than a few hours in a damaged pod.

Although Captain Alpha knew that Queen Klitorya had only used hibernation pods for her most dangerous prisoners, she couldn’t allow the inmate to simply die. Despite her exhaustion, she set to work opening the pod and releasing the prisoner within. It took a large portion of the heroine’s remaining strength to pry the security hatch open without damaging the delicate hibernation equipment within. Setting the remains of the hatch on the floor, Captain Alpha leaned back against the far wall to watch the pod cycle through its reanimation sequence. By the time the readouts showed green, weariness had pulled the heroine down until she sat on the floor with legs splayed.

Too tired to peer into the darkened pod with her Q-Ray vision, Alpha waited for the prisoner to emerge. Within, a flash of movement caught the light. Flickers of a sinuous form became visible, patterned scales dancing in the darkness. Alpha’s eyelids drooped as she gazed silently at the sleek, undulating coils. Soon, the shapes coalesced around two beautiful orange eyes emerging from the darkness. A long, powerful serpent emerged from the broken pod.

Captain Alpha pulled herself back from the yawning abyss of slumber, shaking her head vigorously. “Ophidianne! I never thought to see you again after facing you in the sexfighting pit.” Some time ago, the two had been forced into public battle for Queen Klitorya’s amusement, where Ophidianne had bested Captain Alpha in a contest rife with trickery.

The alien serpent raised itself up, stretching its muscular coils after the long confinement. She “spoke” in words that were as much telepathic projection as hissed syllables. Her strange, alien accent stressed the native Quimtonian pronunciation of Alpha’s name. “My dear Al-Phae! How fortunate I am to be rescued by the last daughter of Quimton. I knew you would miss me. Perhaps I should shapeshift into my humanoid form so our reunion can be more intimate.”

Alpha chuckled despite herself. “No, it’s best for you to stay serpentine. You’ll use less air that way. We need to conserve everything we can from this crashed ship.”

Ophidianne glanced at her surroundings. “Somehow I expected a better escape from the so-called Vixen of Vigor.”

Alpha’s lips twisted into a smirk. “It’s hard to live up to your standards, Ophidianne, but I’ll try. The next thing is for me to head outside and connect that heavy hatch to the broken antenna. We can use it to boost communications,” Captain Alpha stifled a yawn.

“You can barely lift your body off the floor, Al-Phae, let alone lift anything else,” the serpentine alien woman said. “Stay here and rest.”

“I can’t rest.” The heroine shook her head, but didn’t move. “It’s getting dark. Night could be … dangerous.”

“I’ll watch over you while you rest, Al-Phae. Trust in me.” Ophidianne gently looped a coil of her slender, scaled body over Alpha’s hip.

Alpha moved her hand to the smooth coil, but did not pull her eyes away from the serpent’s bottomless gaze. “Can’t trust you. You … you served Queen Klitorya.”

“Yes, I did. So did you. We both escaped her clutches. You helped me, Al-Phae. Let me help you. Let me watch over you while you sleep. While you snooze. While you slumber.”

“No … can’t … sleep…” Alpha muttered, her flesh tingling as the powerful serpent’s coils looped around her, surprisingly gentle in their touch. “I … need to …”

“You need to rest, Al-Phae. You need to sleep. Your weariness fills you. Your body longs for slumber. Trust in me. I will watch over you.”

“Watch … over …” The helpless heroine’s eyelids hung low and heavy.

“Trust in me, Al-Phae. Trust in me.”

“Trust in … Trust … in …” Alpha’s head lolled forward, sleep pulling her down. A second later, her head jerked up. She blinked her eyes wide open, even though they refused to focus. “No! I’m awake. I’m …”

“You’re tired, Al-Phae. So tired,” Ophidianne whispered, her arrow-shaped head mere inches above Alpha’s face. “Your whole body is heavy. Weary. Loose. Lazy. Tired. So tired.”

Alpha gazed deeply into the serpent’s cold, commanding eyes. Her body swayed gently, cradled in undulating coils. Those powerful, orange eyes were the only solid anchor as her exhaustion dragged her relentlessly toward sleep. “Tired … no … I’m … strong …”

“Even the strong must sleep, Al-Phae. You cannot stay awake forever. You must sleep today to be strong tomorrow. I will watch over you while you sleep. Trust in me and sleep, Al-Phae. Sleep. Sleep.”

“Sleep … nuh … no … I … mustn’t …” Pinned to her sides, Captain Alpha’s hands stretched as though she could grasp the strength to stay awake in her fists. They found only smooth, strong coils.

“Just a short nap, Al-Phae. Just a few minutes. Trust in me. I will watch over you while you close your eyes and sleep.”

“Close … my …” Alpha’s head lolled forward once again. An instant later, it jerked up, but one of Ophidianne’s serpentine coils gently pushed it down until the heroine’s chin rested on her chest. One more twitch and Alpha’s head lay still, her eyes closed and features soft and open.

“Yesss, Al-Phae. It feels so good to sleep. To rest. To let go. To slumber. Does it not feel good to sleep?”

“… good …” the heroine’s once-powerful voice was a soft, toneless whisper.

“Even as you sleep, you hear my voice. You will listen to my every word.”

“… listen …”

The serpent’s eyes sparkled, exulting in the power she held over the sleeping, helpless Quimtonian. “Yes. You will listen to my words. My words will command you.”

Captain Alpha’s head shook from side to side. Her eyelids fluttered, struggling to open. “Nuh … Nuhhh …”

Ophidianne felt the heroine’s powerful hands gripping one of her confining coils. Even an exhausted Quimtonian was frighteningly strong. Her serpentine eyes darted from side to side as she realized that she might have moved too quickly. Forcing a soothing tone into her voice, Ophidianne said, “Comfort you. My words will comfort you. Listen to my voice. You’re too tired for anything else. Just rest. Just sleep. Just trust in me and be comforted.”

Alpha’s eyes drooped low once more and her head lolled back into a pillow of smooth scales. “… comfort …”

“Yes. You have trusted in me and found comfort in my voice. You have slept for me and you will find replenishment. You will listen to me and find direction. You love to sleep for me.”

“… sleep …”

“You love to sleep so much that you want to learn how to sleep better.”

“… learn …”

“You trust in me so much that you’ll let me guide you to sleep.”

“… guide …”

“Yes. you’ll trust in me to guide you to sleep whenever I say the words ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber.’ You’ll fall into a deep, peaceful, restful sleep like you are right now whenever I say the words ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber.’ You will feel so peaceful.”

“… peaceful …”

“Your body will feel heavy, loose, and relaxed when I say ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber.’ Your eyes will droop. Your head will nod. Your muscles will go limp. You’ll feel too heavy to move.”

“… heavy …”

“You won’t even think about it. Won’t have a doubt about it. You’ll simply trust in me to guide you and fall down, down, down into a deep, deep sleep when I say ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber.’ You will sink down, down, down.”

“… down …”

“You will feel so good, so comforted, so sleepy that you can’t help but sink into those feelings every time I say ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber.’ You will sleep. Sleep. Sleep.”

“… sleep …”

“Every time I say ‘Soothing Sensual Slumber,’ your sleep will be deeper. More soothing. More relaxing. Each time you sink, you’ll sink deeper than before. So much deeper.”

“… deeper …”

Ophidianne’s serpentine eyes sparkled as she studied Alpha’s gentle, even breathing and felt the weight of the heroine’s limp body in her coils. She’d laid the groundwork, now it was time to test it. “Listen to me, Al-Phae. I promised you I would watch over you for a short nap. I kept my promise. I always keep my promises. You know that. You’ve had a lovely dream, but the time to wake is here. Trust in me and wake up. Slowly raising your head. Trust in me and slowly open your eyes.”

Captain Alpha groggily raised her head. Her eyes fluttered open, but took a moment to focus on the alien’s bright orange eyes. “O-Ophidianne? I’m … I’m sorry. I, um, I must have nodded off.”

“Of course you did, Al-Phae. You’ve done so much work here. You must be so, so tired. It makes perfect sense that you need a soothing, sensual slumber.”

Captain Alpha yawned wide and long. Her eyelids struggled to open. “No … I’m not … um … tired …”

“You just don’t know how tired you are, Al-Phae. You deeply need a soothing, sensual slumber.”

“No, I … nnnugh …” But Alpha’s head dropped forward and did not lift.

“Good, Al-Phae. Trust in me and sleep deeply. My voice fills your sleeping mind. My words are your thoughts so you can rest and sleep.”

“… words …”

“Yes, my words have guided you to sleep. They will guide you while you slumber. They will guide you when you wake from this pleasant dream. Waking up now. Trusting me always. Waking up.”

Captain Alpha blinked several times. She had to lick her lips before she could speak. “Wh-what are you … what are you … doing to me?”

Ophidianne’s head bobbed before the heroine’s face. “Guiding you. You trust in me to guide you into a soothing, sensual slumber.”

“N-n-nooo …” Alpha tried to shake her head in denial, but it simply flopped onto her shoulder as her eyes slammed shut.

Ophidianne continued like this, waking Alpha up and then dropping her back to sleep, over and over again. Before long, Alpha succumbed to sleep the instant she heard the words “soothing, sensual slumber,” all hesitation conditioned out of her.

Certain that she could put the Vixen of Vigor under her power with three simple words, Ophidianne continued her seductive whispers. “You love to sleep for me, Al-Phae. You’re so relaxed in my coils. So comforted by my smooth scales on your soft skin. So open to my words. You’ll find my words in your dreams.”

“… dreams …”

“Yes, you’re dreaming now. Dreaming of the time we faced one another in the sexfighting arena. Dreaming of when I bound your limbs with my body. Dreaming of how hot my touch made you. Dreaming of how you couldn’t resist my passion.” As she whispered in Alpha’s ear, Ophidianne caressed the heroine’s body. Pulling Alpha’s arms behind her back and spreading her thighs, she slid her coils across the helpless woman’s most sensitive places.

“… passion …” Alpha let out a soft moan. Her hips rocked back and forth, instinctively humping Ophidianne’s muscular length.

“Your dream burns hot with the pleasure I give you. You love how good it feels to be touched by me. To be handled by me. To be controlled by me. Soon you will cum and dream of the bliss I can make you feel. Cum now.”

Alpha let out a soft cry as her body trembled with release. Cradled in Ophidianne’s coils, Alpha let the afterglow carry her to a deeper slumber. Her dreams were filled with smooth, strong coils and a cool, commanding whisper.

Oh, the dreams she had!

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Based on a request from Dedicated Procrastinator.