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In the city of Claren-Montis, otherwise known at large, in a world devastated by war, as the City of Lizards, there was a place. It wasn't as renowned as any other place, and certainly not as special as the Diamondback's Nest, a town on the other side of the continent where the Wanderers made themselves home. No, it was more appropriately a club similar to many other in Claren-Montis, except that it was situated in the city's red-light district. That's right. A Red-Light District.

Like many other, it provided the adult citizens of Claren-Montis salacious entertainment, but in this case, it was for something dirtier. It was, in any extent, a strip called 'The Basilisk's Den', staffed by young female basilisks. Unlike others, it was known to only accept basilisks, both to maintain the name and to keep its side business running, given how basilisks were quite exotic, if they had a interest for reptilians, more specifically, feathered reptilians.

Not all basilisks could go in and apply for a job there. As it was well-known, both by the lizardmen and people who had visited Claren-Montis, the basilisks had special eyes with special powers that could petrify a person. It was a curse since the race's creation, but then, they learned to live with it. Ever since the Basilisk King ruled the Lizardmen's nation (one of a handful of nations that survived the War), he had made it mandatory for all basilisks who were of age of work to learn how to control the Gaze, their petrifying ability, so that they could interact normally with other races, in addition to make basilisk eye trade illegal. As it was barely six months since his assumption of the throne, not many basilisks were able to control it, and was required to find a work alongside other basilisks while they take lessons in controlling their eye ability.

That rarity was also why the Basilisk's Den was special. All of its staffs, such as the bartender, the waitresses, and the dancers, were all trained in controlling their Gaze so they might see normally and not accidentally petrify someone. Of course, there were incidents where, due to either surprise or intense emotions, they accidentally caused petrification. But then, those incidents were the catalyst of their side business. Yes, the Basilisk's Den was not only a strip club. It was also a members-only BDSM club. On top of that, there was a fetish for petrification, as weird as it sounded.

Many people who heard of this club was attracted to the exotic race of basilisks and to see the description of their eyes, which was a pair of reptilian eyes, yet with prismatic iris color that reflected color, causing them to change color during different times, different lighting, and different angles. There was no indication that they would change because of mood, and the changes of color were subtle at best.

This kind of uniqueness could only be seen (for the moment) in the Basilisk's Den, where the staffs there were able to use their eyes and, in turn, showing the visitors the exotic eyes that could literally petrify. Thus, the basilisks were also known to be 'All-Color Eyes', for there were never one eye color for one basilisk, and everyone saw their eyes differently.

Like many who were interested, Sarelis wanted to go and meet one who was not blindfolded, to see for himself what these beauties were. As a Lizardman who lived among basilisks, he had friends, both male and female, who were basilisks, but all of them refused to show him their beautiful eyes, in fear of causing trouble. Somehow, it was hard not to inevitably stare into a basilisk's eye.

Sarelis's travel to the city of Claren-Montis was uneventful despite reports of bandits and raiders. The reason for it was mostly because of a direct route from and to his town and the city provided by magicite-powered trains. He was, after all, one of the well-off travelers with enough money to fund an expedition beyond the continent and eat without concern of food shortage. He was one of the luckier ones, given his distaste of owning slaves. Thus, when the Basilisk King abolished slavery, he wasn't impacted as much. This somehow earned him ire among other well-off citizens as his 'eccentricity' became a norm, but he was far more eccentric than what they thought, since he was now on a luxurious train on the way to a famous Red-Light District.

Despite its side business's members-only policy, its popularity was boosted by a word-of-mouth among the well-offs, and that rumor reached Sarelis. He asked one of his friends who had been in there, and seeing that Sarelis was excited, gave him the mailing address and methods of gaining a membership. A month later, he received a mail with instructions on gaining entry and congratulations of becoming a member of the Basilisk's Den. Somehow, that mail was a key to something...new, one that he needed.

Claren-Montis was a modern city and a good example of a city that escaped the worst of the War and continued to develop. There were almost zero opposition from the Chaos Army due to the savagery of the Lizardmen in that era, one that started the centuries-long slavery of their enemy, the basilisks. Sarelis did not want to indulge in the details of history, given how grisly it was. The younger basilisks either did not want or did not know of the atrocities his people had done to them.

He quickly found his way to the Red-Light District, and the place's center for adult entertainment was quickly apparent upon going through a gate separating it from the rest of the city. Unlike the rest of the city, it was full with signs advertising their businesses, and the people on the street were no different, either.

There were stalls selling pornographic magazines and stores showing vintage pre-War films about said act. The girls here wore less clothing, showing off most of their soft scales to the people who were inside. Sarelis and many others were approached by these girls. Some managed to pull in some customers, while others, like the one offering Sarelis a 'service', did not, though she quickly found one that was more than willing.

Sarelis reached the club with the giant sign on it, which clearly did not hide the fact that it was a strip club with basilisks in it. He opened the door, and was quickly met with an environment he had never seen before in his life, and, like what he thought before, it was clearly an entrance to something exciting for him.

The basilisks, like the ones outside, wore minimal clothing, but this time it was on another level. Like the name, they stripped off their clothing, revealing their feathery body for all to see, at a show on a stage where one announcer described the dancer and they proceeded to throw away most, if not all, of their clothing. While being feathered did not seem to reveal much, it was enough risqué for the reptilians involved.

Like many other males, he enjoyed the striptease show while buying himself a drink, but then he was drawn to the bartender, and remembered the way of introducing himself so they would take him to the members-only side of the club.

That was when he realized that the members-only part of the club wasn't all that secret at all, and everyone in that joint knew that there was a members-only part, as do most of the clubs in the Red-Light District. Unlike the others, however, he was invited, as did a bunch of others waiting in line with a bouncer, a buff basilisk, talking to some of them. All went in, however, except maybe a couple of people who wanted to go in, but was unable to.

Then, came Sarelis's turn. Personally, he felt very uncomfortable, given how it was the first time he came there. But, he did not want to feel like he was not ready, so, trying to act cool, he followed the instructions.

"Puis-je entrer?" said Sarelis.

"Hmm?" said the bouncer.

"S-sil...te plait?"

The bouncer smiled, then said, "You talk our language fluently, monsieur."

"W-well I...had friends teaching me," said Sarelis.

"Basilisk friends?" The bouncer smiled, before he accepted the letter (which was an invitation) and let him in.

"Please, enjoy yourself," said the bouncer.

"Thank you."

He didn't know what to say, except 'thank you'. The bouncer seemed nice. Many basilisks looked upon lizardmen with caution, as it was barely six months since the abolishment of slavery. Fortunately, Sarelis was not the only one, so it wasn't all that bad. He even had basilisk friends, so that's a plus.

It was quickly apparent to him that the atmosphere of the members-only area was different. There were no strippers, and the area was velvet red in color, somehow invoking a sense of insecurity on him.

Then, one noise seemed to make him shudder: the noise of a whip crack, followed by a loud moan, which, oddly, was manly. He became nervous as to what the members-only section had, and wondered why everyone who had been inside felt glad to experience it.

"My, my. Haven't seen your face around here," said a feminine voice.

A startled Sarelis yelped.

"Oh, did I startle you?" said the voice, trying to act guilty, but ended up sultry. "Now I'm convinced that you're a first-timer."

Sarelis turned and saw a young basilisk, around his age, smiled to him. Unlike many other basilisks, she had less feathers, with most of them concentrated on her head like hair. Without the feathers, her plated scales became obvious, which was clearly different from the soft scales lizardmen had.

But Sarelis's attention was not from the fact that she was almost naked, but from the fact that he could finally see her eyes. As described, they were prismatic and changed color whenever she moved or when the light changed. A moment she had yellow-green eye color, then next she had purple. It was lovely.

He was snapped out of the trance by the basilisk herself.

She extended her hand and said, "Danaira, but you can call me Dana. First question. Are you aware that this is a bondage club?"

"Bondage...club?"

"Well...basically, tie me up and fuck me over?"

"You mean...getting tied up?"

"Is that a problem for you?"

"N-no, not really." Sarelis blushed. "To be honest, I..."

Dana smiled. She proceeded to rub the tip of the lizard's tail, causing him to yelp.

"Naughty boy, are you? Not to mention popular."

"Popular?"

Dana kept her smile wide, showing off a row of sharp, razor-like teeth that could lacerate someone. Sarelis gulped. He knew receiving a blow from a basilisk was like being threatened by sharp razors, but the thought of it seemed to turn him on. The danger involved, and how it kept him on edge, made it seemed so...good.

"Calm down there, lizard boy," said Dana while caressing his crotch. "I'll get us some room. You take off your clothes and wear these."

Sarelis was slightly taken aback by how blunt she told him everything, and was even more perplexed by the 'clothes she gave him. It was nothing more than a pair of handcuffs and a collar, along with a strap of sorts that he couldn't find where it would be. Blushing, he followed Dana when she prompted him into a room.

As Sarelis stripped, Dana said, "Now, since you're new with this thing, let me explain to you some things. Basically, you get tied up, and I get to play with you. You control the game, so let's settle with a safe-word. How about...Pickles?"

"Pickles? Why pickles?"

"You don't say pickle that much, so when you say that, I'll know you had enough and I'll stop."

Sarelis gulped again, and asked, "What...kind of game?"

Dana seemed to enjoy Sarelis's confusion. She smiled mischievously and said, "Oh, you get to be my slave and I'll do whatever I want with you. If you don't like the pain game, then steer clear with that and let me know."

"Pain game." Sarelis gulped. "Like...whips?"

"Whips, candle, all sorts of things. Well, not many are extreme enough, but there are exceptions."

"No, thank you."

"Alright, then. Let's play safe. Oh, and let me help you with that."

Sarelis let Dana put the handcuffs on his wrists and tied them both behind his back. Somehow, having his hands tied on his back, in addition to being naked, made the lizard felt vulnerable. He had never done this before, and he clearly had just known Dana a while ago.

"Now," said Dana, her tone changed into someone commanding. "Kneel."

Sarelis did so, feeling like it was something he needed to do. He then gasped when Dana locked the leather collar around Sarelis's neck, and proceeded to become embarassed.

"A-ah, Dana," said Sarelis. "Sorry."

Dana smiled and kissed Sarelis's forehead, calming him. "You'll get used to it." She then proceeded to caress Sarelis. Somehow, getting touched by plated scales seemed to make him feel...aroused? He had never felt something like this before, except maybe jerking off on the pin-up picture of basilisks. He had a particular interest towards basilisks, and well...he always wondered what would happen if he was petrified.

"D-Dana..."

"Hush, now, Lizard boy," cooed Dana. She produced a ring that looked flexible enough and slid it down to Sarelis's erect cock, resting on the base.

"Dana." Sarelis gulped. He never opened up like this before.

"Yes, Sarelis," said Dana, who seemed to try and make Sarelis relax.

"I...have a confession. I like to see basilisks and, well...I like your eyes."

"Oh?"

"And then there's this ability of yours called the Gaze, which, uh...seemed dangerous, but it doesn't seem to...well, cause harm except making someone immobile."

"What are you suggesting?" Dana seemed to grasp his idea of 'fun', and a slight grin started to form on her reptilian face.

"Do you think it's possible too...well, let me see the Gaze? I know it will petrify me, but...do whatever you like."

"You're an interesting lizard, you know," said Dana while helping him stand. "Most lizards either don't like our eyes, or otherwise requested to be blindfolded so they don't need to see our eyes. I mean, it's part of the activity, but still, you're the first. Are you sure about this?"

"Uh..."

"The Gaze is harmless, if that's what you want to know. It's just dangerous if you're doing something that needs full body coordination. Your body will be rigid, like a stone, and you won't be able to move a muscle. It's very exhausting."

"I guess, uh...we can start with less demanding positions?"

Dana smiled yet again and led Sarelis by his collar, pulling him with a leash, towards a comfy-looking pillow. She then asked Sarelis to let himself fell on the pillow, then spread his legs apart so his cock was in full view. Before she did that, however, she tied the lizard's tail to his collar, exposing everything, which made Sarelis felt exposed. It was like he was exhibiting himself, showing everyone his stuffs.

He then let himself fell on the comfy pillows, arms and hands still tied behind him, and waited. Dana then climbed on top of him and kissed him, while stroking his cock. Her glove was so soft on it, and the ring caused it to become sensitive, and he started to moan loudly. He had been doing it with his own hands, but being done by someone else other than him felt...different. Oh, he really need to find a girlfriend!

"Now, there won't be any risk of injury," said Dana. "You ready?"

"Ready when you are," said Sarelis.

"Oh, and fun fact," said Dana. "When you're petrified by the Gaze, you're a flesh statue, not a statue, so...ah, it won't be fun anymore if I tell you everything, huh? You've never felt something like this before so I guess I let you experience it firsthand. I love surprises. Don't you, lizard boy?"

Before Sarelis could ask something, he found himself staring into Dana's eyes. The prismatic eyes, which only passively changing color, now became covered in multiple rainbow-like patterns that seemed to make Sarelis drawn to it. Her eyes changed color every now and then, making patterns that seemed to influence Sarelis's mind. He could not look away despite her eyes getting brighter every second. Somehow, those patterns were...mesmerizing. Beautiful and mesmerizing. He never could've imagine that those lights were dangerous.

After her eyes returned to normal, she giggled and said, "You shouldn't open your mouth, you know. You look ridiculous."

Open his mouth? Sarelis tried to speak, but like Dana said, he could not move a muscle. He couldn't even look away. His eyes were fixed in place, and he was also unable to blink. In fact, he lost every function of his body. It was as if what's left of him was his awareness, and sense of touch, along with hearing, but nothing else. He was, like she said, a statue.

She then proceeded to run her finger down from his mouth and to his chest, where his scales were soft. He quickly shuddered, except he could not. He could only felt the sudden sensation, but was unable to react to it. That's when he realized that his body became more sensitive when he was petrified.

"You can feel that, can't you? You wanted to react, but you cannot. The Gaze cut your reflexes, and without it, you are forced to feel everything at your disposal. It's a shame you're not privy to pain."

Dana went out of Sarelis's view. "I knew someone who can do partial petrification, leaving parts of their target's body active while causing the rest to petrify. I think that's way more fun than this. I can still see your reactions, hearing you moan.... But, the thought of knowing that your cock is erect, unable to cum...oh..."

Unable to cum? Did she meant that he could not ejaculate while being petrified? Oh, no, that's way too much for him! He never had thought about that! He couldn't even try and talk to Dana about it since he was petrified.

He then felt his cock being coated with something...cool? It was like a gel or something was applied to it. The next moment that happened was that he felt a sudden sensation of pleasure coming from it, as his cock was being touched by something...slick?

Unknown to him (since it was beyond his sight), Dana was using her long reptilian tongue to tease and play with his cock. It did not twitch, so it was basically like a popsicle to her, a popsicle that might burst any time.

She had taken care not to cause a long petrification. Sarelis might return to normal after 30 minutes. It was his first time being teased while petrified, after all. She had her own experience, but that was because of an accident due to her losing control of her Gaze due to orgasm, which was amusing, but apparently not to her client. Sarelis was the first to explicitly ask her to petrify him and do whatever she wanted to him.

She started by licking his cock, then proceeded to wrap her long, snake-like tongue around it like a ribbon, and proceeded to move it up and down. She then quickly put it inside her mouth, and move her head up and down rhythmically. She could imagine how Sarelis wanted to moan, to struggle, and to at least do anything, including twitching his cock. Unfortunately, he could not. He was simply an object that could feel everything she did to him, and the thought of it made her aroused, too. She started rubbing her clit, and moaned, her guttural, muffled noise caused uncanny vibration on Sarelis's cock, heightening his already high pleasure.

Sarelis never felt so helpless before. He really wanted to feel and see what Dana was doing on his cock, but aside from feeling it (and unable to react to it), he could not do anything, not even moan in pleasure. His body was kept tense for as long as the petrification effect was still there.

He felt the maximum sensation on his cock and elsewhere on his body, before He felt something entering his anus! He wanted to gasp, but nothing came out of his agape maw. He felt something invading it, wriggling inside as if trying to probe him! Then, suddenly, that probing hit something in there that suddenly increased his arousal. He wanted to scream with pleasure, but again, he couldn't.

As the petrification effect started to wore off, Dana could feel that her probing hit jackpot, and she quickly made it known that she would make Sarelis great pleasure before he regained his mobility. She felt Sarelis's body started to become tense, though not in full, and his toes started twitching, alongside his cock.

"Well, well," said Dana. "Looks like you're returning to your senses. It wouldn't be cool if you accidentally kick me out of reflex, and I know from firsthand experience. Let's prevent that, shall we?"

She then pulled out another set of cuffs, but this time it seemed to be fuzzy. Without any efforts at all, she took off Sarelis's cuff. Because he was still petrified, his hand position was still the same, and Dana quickly replaced his old cuff with the new, fuzzy one.

Next, she put another cuff on one of Sarelis's leg, but also tied a bundle on top of his sharp claws, rendering them useless. She did the same with his hands, wrapping them in thick mittens. As Sarelis already curled his hands into fists, it made things easier.

The next thing she did was wait until Sarelis's wide open legs would relax as the petrification effect wore off, then she would bend it and tied the cuffs, both on his legs and his hands, together. He was left in a hogtie position as he slowly started regaining his mobility.

"Oh, you're coming about," said Dana with a giggle. "Feeling okay there, lizard boy?"

Sarelis did not realize how the sensation, while he felt them, was actually pent up, and once the petrification effect was over, a sudden input of stimuli attacked him, causing him to cum like he had never before. It was like he had been lifted to a higher level, and was also surprised by the load he had. Along with the orgasm was his loud moan, almost shouting, that might pull attention towards the room if it wasn't sound-proof.

Exhausted by the ordeal, Sarelis tried to catch a breath while Dana lounged beside him and caressed his bound, naked body. The fact that he was hogtied, and also because of the bottled-up stimuli, embarassed him.

"Sorry!" he said. "I-I never felt something like this before! It's...so new to me."

"I'm glad you like it," said Dana smiling. "Otherwise, what's the point of paying us? Anyway..."

She then started stroking Sarelis's still erect cock, which surprised him.

"H-hey, I just..."

"Not enough, I guess." She then produced a mask, clearly reptilian, and was made out of leather. It had a built-in ball, colored red, that Sarelis could guess was going inside his mouth, presumably to keep him silent. The mask itself also had no eyeholes, with the exception of a pair of holes for his nostrils.

"And this time, you're not allowed to talk," said Dala playfully.

"Wait! If I'm gagged, how am I supposed to say the safe-word?"

"You don't," The basilisk smiled mischievously. "But rest assured. I'll know when to quit."

Sarelis had never experience any BDSM activity before, and he clearly did not know that the club offered that kind of activity for him. Yet, he found out that he had a particular fetish of being helpless, so he thought, why not. Besides, Lizardmen could gulp down a lot of stuff. It would not stuff his face that much, right?

Then, it was quickly apparent that the leather mask did not have a ball-gag in it at all. In fact, there was an extension from the gag of similar size that went into the depth of his maws, clearly intended for keeping him silent. From the outside, it looked like he was simply ball-gagged, but he knew what he was in for.

Dana slid the leather mask on Sarelis's face, and let him accustom himself to the gag. She did not want the Lizard to have a gag reflex. Slowly, the length of the extension went into Sarelis, stopping in the middle of his maw, but was enough to completely hold his tongue down, muffling every word he said.

What she did not tell Sarelis, however, was the fact that the mask also had a set of built-in earplugs that fit on the Lizard's ear hole, blocking all kind of sensory input from his ears. Once it was put on, he would be deprived of his primary senses, enhancing touch.

For Sarelis, the darkness was not scary, but the anticipation of what's to come seemed to cause him a bit of worry. He did not know what Dana would do for him, and any surprises would catch him off-guard. On top of that, he could not speak, either.

There was a silence, a deep silence that Sarelis somehow needed. It calmed him down, somehow. In the deep silence, he could not sense or feel the passage of time. It felt as if he was in subspace, where his body was floating, even though he could still feel the soft, velvet pillow underneath him. They made him comfortable despite of having his limbs tied to his back. He apparently felt so calm that he did not feel what happened to his exposed body.

Then, as if like a sudden input, he felt his cock being teased, before it quickly turned into straight sucking. This sudden sensation caught him off-guard, and he yelped, except the only noise that came out of his mouth was a muffled one.

He did not know what was going on. Everything was concentrated on his erect cock, and somehow it made the pleasure doubled. He expected this, but never would expect the measure. On top of that, everything were all new to him!

There was another build-up of pleasure, with him preparing to come about. Oh, shit, he thought. I'm gonna cum a fountain!

He did not know it, but what he thought was true. Dana, who was giving him a blowjob, steered clear moments before he blew his load, signaled by his muffled moan that, despite of being gagged, was still quite loud. From his cock came the white fluid that quickly hit Sarelis's naked body. Despite of being tied, he spasmed almost violently, and he went on for a while until his lighter underside was covered with cum.

Dana smiled. He was really pent up, that it took only a moment of stimulation to cause him to ejaculate. She then carefully unbuckled the mask from Sarelis's face. The Lizard's face was like a satisfied reptile: eyes rolled up, tongue lolling on his side, and maws opened as if nothing was able to hold it in anymore. She then proceeded to unbuckle his legs, straightening them up to make him relax, and untie his tail. She left his hands tied, though. It seemed so amusing to see an exhausted, spent Lizardman still tied up.

All this ordeal, all the amount of stimulation and pleasure received by Sarelis, was too much for his body to handle. His grasp on the waking world was slowly slipping from him, and the last thing he saw before he went to sleep was Dana laying beside him and caressing his face, while saying, "Shh...night, night, lizard boy."

***

Sarelis was having such a nice dream about being surrounded by three beautiful reptilian ladies, two basilisks and one lizard. He imagined the two basilisks were twins. They were playing with him, caressing his nude body, and slowly play on the slit that was where his cock would come out. It felt so...good.

Then, it simply stopped, interrupted by the waking world by a soft voice saying, "Are you going to sleep all night long, lizard boy?"

He groggily woke up, before he realized that his hands were still tied and he was still naked. All the memories of the past hour rushed into him, making him realize what he was currently in. The three girls in his dream were unreal, but the red padded room with dim lighting was.

He then found Dana, who was still dressed with the same revealing clothes, but was now resting beside him, eating a sandwich. She finished it up and said, "I hope you enjoy it, lizard boy. Good thing you want to contribute to promoting this side of the club. Otherwise, we won't be able to afford everything in here. Things have been pretty hard to come by with most of it being junks."

She then helped Sarelis up and uncuffed him. Despite of being tied for so long, he did not feel anything uncomfortable around his wrists. He rubbed them while saying, "Thanks. I...never felt like that before."

"And I'm glad you like it. Many who came to this part of the club either did not like bondage or were misinformed. Not everyone's kink, I suppose. And yes, not everything's whips and kicks."

"Yeah..."

"And...well, I guess I know who you are now, lizard boy." Dana walked towards him and kissed him. "Bless you, Sarelis Istala."

"I...haven't introduced myself, right?"

"Your invitation has your name. The bouncer may seemed like a bad guy, but he's a good judge of character, and the fact that you speak our language fluently is another thing why I quickly trust you."

"You don't trust...Lizardmen?"

Dana's face became solemn. "I...prefer not to talk about it."

"I understand."

She went silent for a moment before she produced a piece of paper, with her name and a number.

"Whenever you want to explore your own kinks," said Dana. "Call me, and I'll help you find your limits."

"How about if I just call you to hang out?"

"Hang...." She blushed. "Oh, you cheeky!"

She pushed him as he laughed, before he said, "I just have one more question."

"Hmm?"

"How long have I been asleep?"

"Oh, a couple of hours. I don't want to disturb you. In fact, I like seeing a tied up lizard sleeping like a baby, naked."

The revelation made Sarelis blush and looked away. This reaction prompted Dana to giggle. She found out another thing about him, and that was his subby-ness.

She then kissed him, calming him down, and said, "You are still naked, you know. Get a shower and dress up. We're closing."

Sarelis clumsily nodded and walked towards a nearby door labeled 'shower' and walked in. Dana kept smiling and wondered about the Lizard.

She might want to keep in touch with him a little bit longer.