The naga’s grip is what one would expect from its form.  It was sticky and slimy, the hands gripping to his leg with little effort.  Trying to rip his leg away was met with a second of pulling away before it was pulled back.  The small naga couldn’t have that much strength, could it?  In fact, it didn’t, however, it had stuck its body to the floor and also stuck itself to Ritter’s leg.  Its body was soft and slightly stretchy.  No more nagas fell down.  It was as if the mass above him knew that the ones down there were enough.  Their bodies quickly formed and they then started to move in towards him.  The purrs and churrs were mixed with shrill cries, almost sounding like a small battle cry or a screech of joy.  With the smile on their faces it could very well be either.  One after another they charged at him.  They came from all sides and with his foot stuck there was no place to go.  Splat.  Squish.  One after another they rushed and jumped at him, his vision filling with their gooey black bodies.  The weight of one was easy to handle.  Two was fine.  Upwards of ten was a different story.  They held onto him tightly and pulled him downward, bringing his once high stance down below their level.<br/><br/>Kasson stands there with the stern look as he listens to the lizard.  He looks down at him as he sits on the corner of the bed.  Hearing him choose the second option a smile slowly spreads over his face.  “So it seems that you are not a masochist.  It was always interesting to get one of them but this is a better start.  It has always been easier to give pleasure then to give pain.  It is rather straight forward.  And you will be let go after the spells are undone.”  He slowly walks towards Arkain, his feet padding along softly, almost making no sound against the floor.  The smile stays on his face as he goes right in front of him.  I felt something earlier.  Latex.  You seem to know of it and my body was enough to get a response from you.”  He slowly reaches his hand out to let it stroke down Arkain’s shoulder and arm.  “I think that you will be a fun one.”