Sailor Moon: Subtle Seduction
by
Jonothan Darksong
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Foreword: This story contains adult situations, adult language, of course, SEX, a
little violence, rape, molestation, fetishism, bondage, and of course, tickling... you
know, the general "NC-17" stuff bordering on "X" rated. The kind of things not suitable
for young children. So, despite the Sailor Moon title, if you are not legal, 18 or 21,
whatever your state allows, then press that BACK button *NOW*!! If you're offended or
troubled by the idea of even pretend cartoon young adults having sex (how old are these
girls, anyway?) then press the BACK button as well. You've been warned.
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NOTE: The characters, Sailor Moon, Tuxedo Mask, the Sailor Scouts, and the like, are the
brainchild(ren) of Naoko Takeuchi and Kodansha. I only *WISH* I had been that creative!
(grin) But this is my story based on those characters and my own perverse fantasies.
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(Chapter 4: Neptune's Ascension)
It was Monday afternoon, and the girls had all gone out to the movies. Serena,
Raye, Lita, Mina, and Ami all laughed and chuckled, commenting that they had all enjoyed
the original much better than the sequel. Serena and Raye turned to head towards Raye's
temple, to meet up and discuss Sailor business, as well as just hang out together, but
the other girls stopped, looking uncomfortable. Serena turned and asked, "C'mon you
guys! What's wrong? It's time to head back to Raye's."
Lita spoke up first. "Um, sorry guys, but I had something else planned.
I'm heading over to the race track to watch Amara race. She's letting me help as
her pit crew today. Sorry, it just kinda slipped my mind earlier." Heading off
downtown, she waved over her shoulder. "Later guys!"
Ami and Mina looked at each other. "Well Michelle and I always swim laps
together on Mondays and Thursdays," Ami said, shyly. "It's become kind of a ritual
now, you know? We usually compete to see who is the fastest, and nearly every time
it's been a tie. I'm not the most competitive person, but with swimming---" Ami
blushed at her own enthusiasm. "Well, let's just say that I'm gonna put all my
energy into beating her for once!"
Mina chirped up. "I promised Ami I'd be there to cheer her on, and to
judge the swim meet, to see who won. It's kinda tough to know when you're doing
the swimming, and Amara can't be there to watch this time, she has a racing trial
today."
The two girls walked away, heading uptown towards the University swimming
area. "I guess we'll catch up with you guys later," Ami called back.
Serena glanced at Raye, who just shrugged. "Well that was weird. First
time in a while that the others just made separate plans and blew us all off."
"Yeah I know...weird huh?" Raye shook her head, sending her long raven
locks everywhere before they settled back gracefully into place. "Oh well, looks
like its just you and me, then, 'meatballhead'. Wanna got to the video arcade, or
the soda shop?"
Serena smirked, grabbing her friend by the arm. "The video arcade, THEN
the soda shop. It doesn't have to be one of the other! And STOP CALLING ME
'MEATBALLHEAD'!!" she exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Mina and Ami were discussing the plan they had been filled in
on, earlier that morning. Meeting at Master Darien's house, they had been
pleasantly surprised to meet the newest slave in their group, Sailor Jupiter. A
bad storm had come up last night, and Darien had allowed her to sleep over. Of
course, he had taken precautions to make sure she did not distract him too much
from his plans. Ami and Mina both shuddered slightly in fear and arousal as they
entered the bedroom and saw their friend Lita, naked, bound securely, head to
toe, to Darien's bed. She was gagged and blindfolded, and like them, wore a
small leather choker around her neck, a kind of slave 'collar' to help remind
them of what they were. Somehow, the poor girl sensed their presence, because
she began to moan and writhe her body, jerking her hips wildly to get their
attention. Indeed, she was very hot and wet down there, and it was only Darien's
will that they sit down and help plan the day's activities that kept them from
leaping onto the bound girl in an orgy of wanton sex and ticklish pleasure!
After the plans were settled, however, he allowed them to give Jupiter her
release. (Then they untied her.)
"Do you think slave Lita can really pull it off by herself?" Mina asked
Ami. "I mean, I know they are good friends, but Amara is not the kind of person
that trusts very easily. She can be downright RUTHLESS at times. During that
whole 'Heart-Snatchers' thing, she was perfectly ready to let people DIE if
their hearts had contained the talismans they had searched for. It was
fittingly ironic that the heart crystals she and Michelle sought were their
own."
"Yeah," Ami said, "slave Lita definitely has her job cut out for her.
But she is pretty resourceful, I think she can pull it off. And if we're
successful, then Lita won't HAVE to do this alone, Michelle will be there to
help convince her." Sighing softly, she shook her head. "No, the ball is in
OUR court now, Mina. The pressure is on US to take Michelle, and if we fail,
she will try and make sure Amara doesn't fall prey to Master Darien."
Finally reaching the gymnasium, the two girls head downstairs to the
Olympic sized pool. A tall, long-legged green haired beauty waved at them from
up on the diving board, wearing a cute one-piece swimsuit the same aqua green
as her hair. The girl flashed a smile before leaping high into the air in a
graceful swan dive, and landing in the pool.
"Wow! Did you see that?" Mina said in awe.
"Yeah," Ami spoke, delighted. "Michelle's been practicing. That was a
perfect textbook dive. I'd say a perfect '10'."
Moments later, Michelle popped up alongside the edge of the pool.
"Great! Glad you made it. I got here a little early and decided to practice
my diving a bit. What did you think?"
Both girls gushed at once, "It was AWESOME!" Then all three giggled
softly. "We're going to go get changed, Michelle," Mina said after a moment.
"We'll be right back."
"Take your time," she replied with a smile. "I'll just finish warming
up a bit."
As if I'm not warm enough already, Michelle thought to herself. Despite
being in the cool clear waters, she couldn't help but feel a warm glow as she
thought of the two lovely girls returning in their skimpy bathing suits. Holding
her breath, she slid under water, hoping the chill would help her mind and body
push such thoughts aside. Ami and Mina were her friends, nothing more, besides
they were at least 3 years younger than her, still 'little girls' for crying out
loud! Although they WERE very cute! A few minutes later she came up for air,
gasping slightly, looking around. Michelle knew she could hold her breath
comfortably for close to five minutes, and it had been several minutes before
she had submerged herself. What could be taking them so long to strip out of
their clothes and don the bathing suits they had brought? Maybe I could take
a peek and see what's keeping them? she thought mischievously.
Bare feet padding softly on the tiled floor, Michelle pushed open the
locker room door, and immediately paused at the sounds she heard. Moaning, and
groaning, and heavy panting. What the hell---
"Oh YEEEESSSS Ami!" Mina's voice called out as she came screaming. "Oh,
oh, oh don't stop, don't stop, oh oh oh uuhhh...mmmmm...oh oh oh GAWD!!"
Curiosity and arousal got the better of her, and Michelle walked back to see
firsthand just what was going on. Her eyes opened wide as she saw the very
lovely big-breasted blonde, lying there naked on the bench, with her feet in
the air, orange pumps rocking back and forth as she fingered her open newly
shaved pussy. Finally, with one last thrust, her back arched, and her eyes
fluttered as her thick wet cum gushed forth, dripping down her fingers, and
onto her legs. Michelle's watched, stunned, spellbound, as the girl slowly
came back down to earth, and looked up at her smiling. But what happened to
Ami?
Just then a sound from behind startled Michelle, who looked back just
in time to see a large wooden broom handle coming down right on the back of her
head, at the edge of her spinal column. Michelle saw stars, then lights, then
nothing at all...
...Until she opened her eyes moments later to find herself strapped to
one of the tilted weight benches in the weight room upstairs, the fluorescent
lights glaring down on her. How had she gotten here? And why...why couldn't she
move?!? Lifting her sore head gently, she now saw that her arms and legs were
thoroughly tied down with jump ropes. Even worse, she was completely naked, the
remains of her swimsuit lying on the floor next to her, neatly cut into little
pieces. Opening her mouth to scream she found all protests confined behind the
large ball-gag stuffed and strapped tightly to her mouth. "Mnnnnpphhp!" she
screamed, helplessly, writhing and twisting, trying to escape the ropes. It was
useless, she had been well tied.
"Now, now, Michelle, no need to get so upset," Ami's soft gentle voice
sounded behind her, just out of visual range. "You're among friends here, Michelle.
I know what you're thinking, 'What kind of friend lures another into a trap, knocks
her out, ties her up, and strips her out of her clothes?' Well, my dear, I might
*ALSO* ask the question, what kind of FRIEND stands by and watches while one
friend gets her HEART stolen from her chest, then fights with the other friends
trying to save her? Hmmm?" Ami walked into view now, and Michelle gasped softly
noting that the slim young girl was ALSO naked. "Don't worry, 'Chelle. Its all
in the past, and its forgiven. But I haven't forgotten...forgotten that you are
a VERY stubborn woman, and a very strong woman...strong in convictions, and in
will as well as in strength. So in order to get you ready to serve our Master,
we have to break that strong will of yours. Mina, if you will be so kind?"
Mina now walked into view, also naked, except for the small orange bow
in her hair, the ever present black leather collar of her Master, and a pair of
orange heels. She stood on the opposite side from Ami. "Michelle, we've done
some digging on you, a little checking up, and we found out your little 'secret'
---that you are a lesbian, and that you and your sweet cousin Amara are MUCH more
'intimate' friends than you appear to be on the surface. It seems you favor hot
pussy more than a man's cock, and personally I can see the attraction, but believe
me, when you partake only one side of sex, then you miss out on a lot." She slid
her soft long dexterous fingers into the bound woman's neatly trimmed snatch.
Neatly trimmed...nice...but her Master would command her to shave it completely,
like all his slaves. "Hmmm...someone's a little moist down here," she commented
with a grin. "I'd love to help you with that little 'problem' but for now, Ami
and I have a job to do."
Both girls knelt down at her sides, grinning wickedly. Michelle watched
them fearfully, having no idea what the two had planned. but she knew it didn't
bode well for her. If she could have gotten free she would have changed into
Sailor Neptune and sent them packing with a Deep Submerge attack. Instead, she
found herself nervously awaiting whatever sick perverted tortures these two
girls could come up---Suddenly she felt it, a hand squeezing and kneading the
soft flesh behind her knees, as well as a hand digging deep into tender
untouched flesh between her ribs. It caught her by surprise because it TICKLED
so intensely, and she squealed and jerked as much as the ropes allowed.
Realization hit her like a punch in the face. They were going to literally
tickle all the fight out of her, until she had no strength left.
Ami giggled softly, as her fingers went to work on the bound girl's
terribly sensitive body. Years of swimming and training in fighting and
gymnastics had given Michelle a perfectly sculptured body; she was thick,
curvaceous, utterly feminine, yet she had perhaps three percent body fat on
that lovely frame. Her sweet well tanned breasts jiggled invitingly as she
writhed in helpless laughter, and the nipples, Ami noted, were very peaked and
hard. Were it not her Master's wishes that the girl's willfulness be broken
before giving her any such pleasures, Ami would have been all over her, sucking
those throbbing pink nipples, and teasing that trimmed pussy to wondrous orgasm
after orgasm...but Master Darien had been very specific. Luckily, they had
discovered 'Chelle's weakness for tickling.
Mina's thoughts were similar as Ami's as she teased and stroked the
captive's tummy, and working her knees and calves. It was a struggle to keep
her hands away from those wet pouting lips, to avoid stroking that neatly
trimmed bush, and continue to tickle that sexy, sweating body. She hoped
Michelle would break soon, and that she and Ami could play with her a while.
It had been no fun cumming that way in front of Michelle to distract her, it
would have been SO much more enjoyable to have had her join in! Anxious to
hasten 'Chelle's fall, she moved down to the girls flailing, kicking bare feet
and began scratching her long manicured nails along the bottoms.
Michelle was screaming inside. How she HATED being tickled! One of the
biggest fights she and Amara'd had was over being tickled silly. Michelle
enjoyed bondage, and loved it when Amara tied her to the bed, teasing and
taunting her, bringing her to the edge, and letting her dangle there before
finishing her off. One day, however, Amara had decided to add a little
variety to the scenario, and tried tickling her while she was tied up and
helpless. Michelle had freaked. Even as a young girl she had hated being
tickled, had hated the involuntary loss of control, and when Amara had finally
freed her she smacked her HARD on the face, yelling at her NEVER to do that
to her again! Amara had been shocked, and hurt, and Michelle hadn't let her
touch her for a week. Eventually she forgave her cousin, and even let her tie
her down, but never did Amara try to tickle her again. A fingernail tracing
the web lines along her pale arches brought her back to the present, and again
she screamed in agony. It was overwhelming, she couldn't stand it, couldn't
take it! If she weren't gagged she would be begging and pleading with them to
stop, but she was not even allowed that freedom. On and on it went, and sweat
dripped from her body like water after a dive in the pool. Her struggles grew
weaker, as her muscles gave out. Her stomach ached as if she had swam a
thousand laps. Dots swam before her eyes, and gagged as she was, she couldn't
catch her breath. Moments later she swooned, passing out thankfully to escape
the torment.
Ami glanced down at Mina, sighing. "She fainted. Guess we went a
little overboard, huh?" They both giggled, and Mina took out the smelling
salts as Ami bent down to remove the ball gag. Within seconds, Michelle's
eyes fluttered open again. Licking dry lips she croaked, 'What do you want
from me?"
"Well, what we want is inconsequential to what our Master wants," Ami
said, softly. "Master Darien wants your will broken, wants you to submit to Him,
and become His complete and total sex slave, like us!" she said cheerfully.
"It's great, really!" Mina piped in. "Just give in and submit, and the
Master can make you feel sooo good! You will still be Sailor Neptune, still get
to be with your cousin Amara, only now you serve Him and get to play with all
of us too, when He allows it. That's all. And Michelle, it is SOOO great being
His slave, getting to fuck him, and serve his pleasure anyway he wants. You
think having Amara lick your **** is good, wait till you have his take you up
the ass while Ami and I lick you off, and while Lita sucks on your tits!"
"NO! You're all crazy!" Michelle cried out in desperation. The girl's
words were affecting her, and the image of the three women pleasuring her at
once was very enticing, but the thought of serving a man, having him plug her
with his cock, unsettled her, and gave her a point to focus on. "You girls have
been brainwashed! This isn't the real you! Ami, you and I were friends, we used
to swim together, fight evil alongside one another. Mina, I always liked and
respected you, you've been a champion for good as long as we have! Don't you
see what you've become? He's made SLAVES out of you both! Can't you see that?
You've got to fight it, girls!"
Ami and Mina looked at each other knowingly. "You've got it all wrong,
Michelle," Ami said with conviction. "Master Darien freed our minds, that's
all. In reality, what we were BEFORE were slaves...slaves to the other
unfulfilled lives we were leading. I was a bookworm, a studyaholic. All I
cared about was being the best, the smartest. So I could become a Doctor. I
was working myself to death to live up to a childhood dream I had when I was
five! But I wasn't happy, not like I am now. I never had a guy, or a girl for
that matter. Master Darien opened my eyes, and showed me how to LIVE. So what
if the price for that is serving him? He gave me this new life, and he
deserves my servitude!"
"The same with me," Mina added. "I was a child star, a model, a video
game hero, a virtual icon. I had wealth and talent and adoring fans at an early
age. And I was miserable. Master Darien has made me what I always longed to be,
a lowly common girl, his slave! I've never been happier! And you will be too,
Michelle, if you just give in and accept it. C'mon, please? We don't want to
have to torture you this way." The blonde slave looked down at her with those
soft blue eyes, almost pleading with her. Michelle's heart skipped a beat at
the sheer love and concern in her eyes. But she knew it was all part of the
same trick, a trap to take control of her. She wouldn't give in.
"I'm sorry but I'm not giving in that easily." she said steeling herself.
"Do your worst, girls, but I won't break. Sooner or later, Amara's going to wonder
what happened to me, and come here, and when she does you'll be sorry."
Ami sighed deeply. "Master Darien was right, she is a stubborn one. He
was right when he said we'd have to totally break her before she conformed."
Mina nodded. "Yeah, but then again he is ALWAYS right isn't he? Okay,
you take the feet this time, and I'll take her SPECIAL weak spot." Michelle
gasped in fear. Oh no...not that, not more tickling. She prayed she could hold
on until Amara got here.
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Two hours, and several more smelling salt doses later, Michelle was a
wreck. Her lovely green-blue hair was frazzled, plastered all over her head,
sweat soaked and damp. Sweat dripped from every pore on her pale flushed skin,
and her chest heaved mightily as if trying to breathe in the entire room's
oxygen supply in one breath. Her eyes were red and swollen from the endless
flow of tears, and every muscle in her abdomen spasmed lightly with strain. The
two girls had run the gamut on her, tickling her all over, and when she still
didn't give in, added sexual tension to the treatment, tickling her breasts, her
nipples, her tanned thighs, and the pale insides, her wet soaked pussy, and even
the deft crack of her ass! In the end, she had prayed feverently for God to simply
kill her, just to make it stop, not even capable of drawing enough air to beg them
to stop. Regaining consciousness this last time, she was hard pressed to remember
her own name, let alone what was going on around her. Still, the words spoken to
her drifted through her mazed brain enough that she could understand.
"Michelle? How about it? Do you give in now? Just say the word and it
stops, okay? Just nod, once, if you can't talk."
Michelle was tired. Her body ached. She was stiff in her joints from
being in this position for so long, and she badly needed to pee...again. With
acute embarrassment she recalled that they had literally tickled the piss out
of her half an hour before. It felt like she had been here for days, even weeks.
Amara hadn't come to rescue her, perhaps she never would. Maybe she had already
been taken. It didn't matter. She couldn't fight anymore. She didn't WANT to
fight anymore. They had teased her sexually, and the only part of her with any
feeling left was her aching throbbing clit! She feared the tickling, and craved
the climaxing. Inside, her will, bent, battered, bruised, screamed at her to
hang on a little longer, to endure just a bit longer, but the rest of her had
already given in. Opening her bleary eyes, she managed to focus on the two
girls, and wetting her dry cracked lips, she answered.
"Yes...I give...please no more...I submit."
"That's all I wanted to hear." Darien stepped out from the doorway
where he had been watching. Immediately, Mina and Ami ran to him, dropping to
their knees, each fighting over the chance to kiss his feet. Chuckling softly,
patting each on the head, he lifted them to their feet. "You hung on as long as
I thought you would, Michelle," he commented, walking over to the girl. "I'm
proud of you, you have quite a strong spirit. Don't worry, I have no intention
of putting out that brilliant flame, my dear, only harnessing it, using it for
my own purposes." Reaching down, he caressed the naked captive's flawless skin,
from her cheek down to her breasts, squeezing them gently, then to her wet hot
sex. She moaned and turned her head to the side. Laughing, he rolled her clit
between his fingers, and was rewarded by a loud gasp, her head turning back to
him. "I knew long ago that you were into women, Michelle. I have no problem
with what you and Amara share...but tell me truthfully, right now, in the state
you are in, do you truly want to deny THIS inside that wet needy **** of yours?"
Gazing down, she saw the hard throbbing flesh his hand stroked softly. It was so
big...and she bit her lip as she imagined what it would feel like to be inside
her right now. She needed to cum so badly she would have fucked a giraffe if
it would have gotten her off!
"Please," she managed to say, her body thrusting forward in the ropes,
"I...I need it...in me.. Please!"
Darien slammed into her hard, mounting the bound girl, his manhood
sliding easily into her wet snatch. Moans and groans of pleasure assaulted his
ears as Michelle quickly peaked, her fluids gushing out of her with each PUMP
of his cock. A loud gasp and giggle told him that Ami and Mina had joined in the
little session, one obviously licking and sucking the girl's toes, as he had
done for them so many times...the other, Ami, kissing and nibbling the girl's
earlobe as she pinched and squeezed 'Chelle's melon shaped breasts, pulling
lightly on the nipples. Michelle, lost in the pleasure, didn't care who was
doing what, so long as they didn't stop. Finally, all the sensations pushed
her over that final hurdle and she screamed out 'YEEEESSSSS!!" arching back
off the bench hard enough to snap the ropes before falling back, unconscious,
and sated.
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Darien gathered his two 'minions' to him, smiling. Michelle, still asleep,
was busy absorbing her new 'lessons' as the headphones about her head pumped in
the subliminal programming from the latest tape he had created. When she awoke,
she would be completely his, utterly. Mina and Ami had done well breaking her
spirit, and deserved a reward. "Once she wakes up, command her to become Sailor
Neptune, and see if it affects her programming, just as I tested the both of you.
Her trigger, in case she reverts is, 'Aqua slave'." Darien grinned. He had
triggers for all his little slaves, based on their favorite colors. "Once
everything checks out, and she is totally enslaved, you are free to play with
her a bit. And girls," he said with a dark chuckle, "seeing as how you had her
under your power all this time, I think it only fair that you RETURN the favor.
Let her seduce you, play with you, commands you as if you were her slaves for
the time being, only make sure all of you are back at Amara's place by eight
o' clock. Lita and I will most likely need Michelle's presence to help turn
Amara. She's going to be the biggest challenge yet." Seeing both girls
squirming to be released to play with Michelle, he sighed. "Okay, you may
go, but don't disturb her until AFTER she awakens, when the tape finishes.
I don't want you interrupting her till then. Got it?"
As one they answered, "Yes, Master!"
"Good. Now, have fun, little ones. I'll see you both in a few hours."
Turning quickly, he grasped the towel and headed back down to the pool to get in
one last swim and then dress to leave. As soon as he left, Mina and Ami giggled.
"You know, when she wakes up, we are REALLY gonna get it!" Mina said,
mischievously. "After what we put her through, I'd probably KILL US in her
place. Or...maybe after I had had you bring me off a few hundred times."
"Yes, I know," Ami said giggling. "But Master told us to serve her,
like she was our Mistress, at least until its time to go rendezvous at Amara's.
And we do OWE it to her to treat her good after all that." Smirking she glanced
at Mina and winked. "I wonder if Master let her know in the tape how having
your toes sucked turns you into a totally submissive little slut?"
"Oh?" Mina said with mock annoyance. "Or how licking YOUR pudgy little
toes makes you into an obedient little fuck toy too?" Both girls giggled softly,
in anticipation, as the sleeping girl began to stir. Whatever happened to them at
Michelle's lovely hands, they were sure to have a wonderful time.
>>>>>End of Chapter 4.
by
Jonothan Darksong
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Foreword: This story contains adult situations, adult language, of course, SEX, a
little violence, rape, molestation, fetishism, bondage, and of course, tickling... you
know, the general "NC-17" stuff bordering on "X" rated. The kind of things not suitable
for young children. So, despite the Sailor Moon title, if you are not legal, 18 or 21,
whatever your state allows, then press that BACK button *NOW*!! If you're offended or
troubled by the idea of even pretend cartoon young adults having sex (how old are these
girls, anyway?) then press the BACK button as well. You've been warned.
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NOTE: The characters, Sailor Moon, Tuxedo Mask, the Sailor Scouts, and the like, are the
brainchild(ren) of Naoko Takeuchi and Kodansha. I only *WISH* I had been that creative!
(grin) But this is my story based on those characters and my own perverse fantasies.
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(Chapter 4: Neptune's Ascension)
It was Monday afternoon, and the girls had all gone out to the movies. Serena,
Raye, Lita, Mina, and Ami all laughed and chuckled, commenting that they had all enjoyed
the original much better than the sequel. Serena and Raye turned to head towards Raye's
temple, to meet up and discuss Sailor business, as well as just hang out together, but
the other girls stopped, looking uncomfortable. Serena turned and asked, "C'mon you
guys! What's wrong? It's time to head back to Raye's."
Lita spoke up first. "Um, sorry guys, but I had something else planned.
I'm heading over to the race track to watch Amara race. She's letting me help as
her pit crew today. Sorry, it just kinda slipped my mind earlier." Heading off
downtown, she waved over her shoulder. "Later guys!"
Ami and Mina looked at each other. "Well Michelle and I always swim laps
together on Mondays and Thursdays," Ami said, shyly. "It's become kind of a ritual
now, you know? We usually compete to see who is the fastest, and nearly every time
it's been a tie. I'm not the most competitive person, but with swimming---" Ami
blushed at her own enthusiasm. "Well, let's just say that I'm gonna put all my
energy into beating her for once!"
Mina chirped up. "I promised Ami I'd be there to cheer her on, and to
judge the swim meet, to see who won. It's kinda tough to know when you're doing
the swimming, and Amara can't be there to watch this time, she has a racing trial
today."
The two girls walked away, heading uptown towards the University swimming
area. "I guess we'll catch up with you guys later," Ami called back.
Serena glanced at Raye, who just shrugged. "Well that was weird. First
time in a while that the others just made separate plans and blew us all off."
"Yeah I know...weird huh?" Raye shook her head, sending her long raven
locks everywhere before they settled back gracefully into place. "Oh well, looks
like its just you and me, then, 'meatballhead'. Wanna got to the video arcade, or
the soda shop?"
Serena smirked, grabbing her friend by the arm. "The video arcade, THEN
the soda shop. It doesn't have to be one of the other! And STOP CALLING ME
'MEATBALLHEAD'!!" she exclaimed.
Meanwhile, Mina and Ami were discussing the plan they had been filled in
on, earlier that morning. Meeting at Master Darien's house, they had been
pleasantly surprised to meet the newest slave in their group, Sailor Jupiter. A
bad storm had come up last night, and Darien had allowed her to sleep over. Of
course, he had taken precautions to make sure she did not distract him too much
from his plans. Ami and Mina both shuddered slightly in fear and arousal as they
entered the bedroom and saw their friend Lita, naked, bound securely, head to
toe, to Darien's bed. She was gagged and blindfolded, and like them, wore a
small leather choker around her neck, a kind of slave 'collar' to help remind
them of what they were. Somehow, the poor girl sensed their presence, because
she began to moan and writhe her body, jerking her hips wildly to get their
attention. Indeed, she was very hot and wet down there, and it was only Darien's
will that they sit down and help plan the day's activities that kept them from
leaping onto the bound girl in an orgy of wanton sex and ticklish pleasure!
After the plans were settled, however, he allowed them to give Jupiter her
release. (Then they untied her.)
"Do you think slave Lita can really pull it off by herself?" Mina asked
Ami. "I mean, I know they are good friends, but Amara is not the kind of person
that trusts very easily. She can be downright RUTHLESS at times. During that
whole 'Heart-Snatchers' thing, she was perfectly ready to let people DIE if
their hearts had contained the talismans they had searched for. It was
fittingly ironic that the heart crystals she and Michelle sought were their
own."
"Yeah," Ami said, "slave Lita definitely has her job cut out for her.
But she is pretty resourceful, I think she can pull it off. And if we're
successful, then Lita won't HAVE to do this alone, Michelle will be there to
help convince her." Sighing softly, she shook her head. "No, the ball is in
OUR court now, Mina. The pressure is on US to take Michelle, and if we fail,
she will try and make sure Amara doesn't fall prey to Master Darien."
Finally reaching the gymnasium, the two girls head downstairs to the
Olympic sized pool. A tall, long-legged green haired beauty waved at them from
up on the diving board, wearing a cute one-piece swimsuit the same aqua green
as her hair. The girl flashed a smile before leaping high into the air in a
graceful swan dive, and landing in the pool.
"Wow! Did you see that?" Mina said in awe.
"Yeah," Ami spoke, delighted. "Michelle's been practicing. That was a
perfect textbook dive. I'd say a perfect '10'."
Moments later, Michelle popped up alongside the edge of the pool.
"Great! Glad you made it. I got here a little early and decided to practice
my diving a bit. What did you think?"
Both girls gushed at once, "It was AWESOME!" Then all three giggled
softly. "We're going to go get changed, Michelle," Mina said after a moment.
"We'll be right back."
"Take your time," she replied with a smile. "I'll just finish warming
up a bit."
As if I'm not warm enough already, Michelle thought to herself. Despite
being in the cool clear waters, she couldn't help but feel a warm glow as she
thought of the two lovely girls returning in their skimpy bathing suits. Holding
her breath, she slid under water, hoping the chill would help her mind and body
push such thoughts aside. Ami and Mina were her friends, nothing more, besides
they were at least 3 years younger than her, still 'little girls' for crying out
loud! Although they WERE very cute! A few minutes later she came up for air,
gasping slightly, looking around. Michelle knew she could hold her breath
comfortably for close to five minutes, and it had been several minutes before
she had submerged herself. What could be taking them so long to strip out of
their clothes and don the bathing suits they had brought? Maybe I could take
a peek and see what's keeping them? she thought mischievously.
Bare feet padding softly on the tiled floor, Michelle pushed open the
locker room door, and immediately paused at the sounds she heard. Moaning, and
groaning, and heavy panting. What the hell---
"Oh YEEEESSSS Ami!" Mina's voice called out as she came screaming. "Oh,
oh, oh don't stop, don't stop, oh oh oh uuhhh...mmmmm...oh oh oh GAWD!!"
Curiosity and arousal got the better of her, and Michelle walked back to see
firsthand just what was going on. Her eyes opened wide as she saw the very
lovely big-breasted blonde, lying there naked on the bench, with her feet in
the air, orange pumps rocking back and forth as she fingered her open newly
shaved pussy. Finally, with one last thrust, her back arched, and her eyes
fluttered as her thick wet cum gushed forth, dripping down her fingers, and
onto her legs. Michelle's watched, stunned, spellbound, as the girl slowly
came back down to earth, and looked up at her smiling. But what happened to
Ami?
Just then a sound from behind startled Michelle, who looked back just
in time to see a large wooden broom handle coming down right on the back of her
head, at the edge of her spinal column. Michelle saw stars, then lights, then
nothing at all...
...Until she opened her eyes moments later to find herself strapped to
one of the tilted weight benches in the weight room upstairs, the fluorescent
lights glaring down on her. How had she gotten here? And why...why couldn't she
move?!? Lifting her sore head gently, she now saw that her arms and legs were
thoroughly tied down with jump ropes. Even worse, she was completely naked, the
remains of her swimsuit lying on the floor next to her, neatly cut into little
pieces. Opening her mouth to scream she found all protests confined behind the
large ball-gag stuffed and strapped tightly to her mouth. "Mnnnnpphhp!" she
screamed, helplessly, writhing and twisting, trying to escape the ropes. It was
useless, she had been well tied.
"Now, now, Michelle, no need to get so upset," Ami's soft gentle voice
sounded behind her, just out of visual range. "You're among friends here, Michelle.
I know what you're thinking, 'What kind of friend lures another into a trap, knocks
her out, ties her up, and strips her out of her clothes?' Well, my dear, I might
*ALSO* ask the question, what kind of FRIEND stands by and watches while one
friend gets her HEART stolen from her chest, then fights with the other friends
trying to save her? Hmmm?" Ami walked into view now, and Michelle gasped softly
noting that the slim young girl was ALSO naked. "Don't worry, 'Chelle. Its all
in the past, and its forgiven. But I haven't forgotten...forgotten that you are
a VERY stubborn woman, and a very strong woman...strong in convictions, and in
will as well as in strength. So in order to get you ready to serve our Master,
we have to break that strong will of yours. Mina, if you will be so kind?"
Mina now walked into view, also naked, except for the small orange bow
in her hair, the ever present black leather collar of her Master, and a pair of
orange heels. She stood on the opposite side from Ami. "Michelle, we've done
some digging on you, a little checking up, and we found out your little 'secret'
---that you are a lesbian, and that you and your sweet cousin Amara are MUCH more
'intimate' friends than you appear to be on the surface. It seems you favor hot
pussy more than a man's cock, and personally I can see the attraction, but believe
me, when you partake only one side of sex, then you miss out on a lot." She slid
her soft long dexterous fingers into the bound woman's neatly trimmed snatch.
Neatly trimmed...nice...but her Master would command her to shave it completely,
like all his slaves. "Hmmm...someone's a little moist down here," she commented
with a grin. "I'd love to help you with that little 'problem' but for now, Ami
and I have a job to do."
Both girls knelt down at her sides, grinning wickedly. Michelle watched
them fearfully, having no idea what the two had planned. but she knew it didn't
bode well for her. If she could have gotten free she would have changed into
Sailor Neptune and sent them packing with a Deep Submerge attack. Instead, she
found herself nervously awaiting whatever sick perverted tortures these two
girls could come up---Suddenly she felt it, a hand squeezing and kneading the
soft flesh behind her knees, as well as a hand digging deep into tender
untouched flesh between her ribs. It caught her by surprise because it TICKLED
so intensely, and she squealed and jerked as much as the ropes allowed.
Realization hit her like a punch in the face. They were going to literally
tickle all the fight out of her, until she had no strength left.
Ami giggled softly, as her fingers went to work on the bound girl's
terribly sensitive body. Years of swimming and training in fighting and
gymnastics had given Michelle a perfectly sculptured body; she was thick,
curvaceous, utterly feminine, yet she had perhaps three percent body fat on
that lovely frame. Her sweet well tanned breasts jiggled invitingly as she
writhed in helpless laughter, and the nipples, Ami noted, were very peaked and
hard. Were it not her Master's wishes that the girl's willfulness be broken
before giving her any such pleasures, Ami would have been all over her, sucking
those throbbing pink nipples, and teasing that trimmed pussy to wondrous orgasm
after orgasm...but Master Darien had been very specific. Luckily, they had
discovered 'Chelle's weakness for tickling.
Mina's thoughts were similar as Ami's as she teased and stroked the
captive's tummy, and working her knees and calves. It was a struggle to keep
her hands away from those wet pouting lips, to avoid stroking that neatly
trimmed bush, and continue to tickle that sexy, sweating body. She hoped
Michelle would break soon, and that she and Ami could play with her a while.
It had been no fun cumming that way in front of Michelle to distract her, it
would have been SO much more enjoyable to have had her join in! Anxious to
hasten 'Chelle's fall, she moved down to the girls flailing, kicking bare feet
and began scratching her long manicured nails along the bottoms.
Michelle was screaming inside. How she HATED being tickled! One of the
biggest fights she and Amara'd had was over being tickled silly. Michelle
enjoyed bondage, and loved it when Amara tied her to the bed, teasing and
taunting her, bringing her to the edge, and letting her dangle there before
finishing her off. One day, however, Amara had decided to add a little
variety to the scenario, and tried tickling her while she was tied up and
helpless. Michelle had freaked. Even as a young girl she had hated being
tickled, had hated the involuntary loss of control, and when Amara had finally
freed her she smacked her HARD on the face, yelling at her NEVER to do that
to her again! Amara had been shocked, and hurt, and Michelle hadn't let her
touch her for a week. Eventually she forgave her cousin, and even let her tie
her down, but never did Amara try to tickle her again. A fingernail tracing
the web lines along her pale arches brought her back to the present, and again
she screamed in agony. It was overwhelming, she couldn't stand it, couldn't
take it! If she weren't gagged she would be begging and pleading with them to
stop, but she was not even allowed that freedom. On and on it went, and sweat
dripped from her body like water after a dive in the pool. Her struggles grew
weaker, as her muscles gave out. Her stomach ached as if she had swam a
thousand laps. Dots swam before her eyes, and gagged as she was, she couldn't
catch her breath. Moments later she swooned, passing out thankfully to escape
the torment.
Ami glanced down at Mina, sighing. "She fainted. Guess we went a
little overboard, huh?" They both giggled, and Mina took out the smelling
salts as Ami bent down to remove the ball gag. Within seconds, Michelle's
eyes fluttered open again. Licking dry lips she croaked, 'What do you want
from me?"
"Well, what we want is inconsequential to what our Master wants," Ami
said, softly. "Master Darien wants your will broken, wants you to submit to Him,
and become His complete and total sex slave, like us!" she said cheerfully.
"It's great, really!" Mina piped in. "Just give in and submit, and the
Master can make you feel sooo good! You will still be Sailor Neptune, still get
to be with your cousin Amara, only now you serve Him and get to play with all
of us too, when He allows it. That's all. And Michelle, it is SOOO great being
His slave, getting to fuck him, and serve his pleasure anyway he wants. You
think having Amara lick your **** is good, wait till you have his take you up
the ass while Ami and I lick you off, and while Lita sucks on your tits!"
"NO! You're all crazy!" Michelle cried out in desperation. The girl's
words were affecting her, and the image of the three women pleasuring her at
once was very enticing, but the thought of serving a man, having him plug her
with his cock, unsettled her, and gave her a point to focus on. "You girls have
been brainwashed! This isn't the real you! Ami, you and I were friends, we used
to swim together, fight evil alongside one another. Mina, I always liked and
respected you, you've been a champion for good as long as we have! Don't you
see what you've become? He's made SLAVES out of you both! Can't you see that?
You've got to fight it, girls!"
Ami and Mina looked at each other knowingly. "You've got it all wrong,
Michelle," Ami said with conviction. "Master Darien freed our minds, that's
all. In reality, what we were BEFORE were slaves...slaves to the other
unfulfilled lives we were leading. I was a bookworm, a studyaholic. All I
cared about was being the best, the smartest. So I could become a Doctor. I
was working myself to death to live up to a childhood dream I had when I was
five! But I wasn't happy, not like I am now. I never had a guy, or a girl for
that matter. Master Darien opened my eyes, and showed me how to LIVE. So what
if the price for that is serving him? He gave me this new life, and he
deserves my servitude!"
"The same with me," Mina added. "I was a child star, a model, a video
game hero, a virtual icon. I had wealth and talent and adoring fans at an early
age. And I was miserable. Master Darien has made me what I always longed to be,
a lowly common girl, his slave! I've never been happier! And you will be too,
Michelle, if you just give in and accept it. C'mon, please? We don't want to
have to torture you this way." The blonde slave looked down at her with those
soft blue eyes, almost pleading with her. Michelle's heart skipped a beat at
the sheer love and concern in her eyes. But she knew it was all part of the
same trick, a trap to take control of her. She wouldn't give in.
"I'm sorry but I'm not giving in that easily." she said steeling herself.
"Do your worst, girls, but I won't break. Sooner or later, Amara's going to wonder
what happened to me, and come here, and when she does you'll be sorry."
Ami sighed deeply. "Master Darien was right, she is a stubborn one. He
was right when he said we'd have to totally break her before she conformed."
Mina nodded. "Yeah, but then again he is ALWAYS right isn't he? Okay,
you take the feet this time, and I'll take her SPECIAL weak spot." Michelle
gasped in fear. Oh no...not that, not more tickling. She prayed she could hold
on until Amara got here.
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Two hours, and several more smelling salt doses later, Michelle was a
wreck. Her lovely green-blue hair was frazzled, plastered all over her head,
sweat soaked and damp. Sweat dripped from every pore on her pale flushed skin,
and her chest heaved mightily as if trying to breathe in the entire room's
oxygen supply in one breath. Her eyes were red and swollen from the endless
flow of tears, and every muscle in her abdomen spasmed lightly with strain. The
two girls had run the gamut on her, tickling her all over, and when she still
didn't give in, added sexual tension to the treatment, tickling her breasts, her
nipples, her tanned thighs, and the pale insides, her wet soaked pussy, and even
the deft crack of her ass! In the end, she had prayed feverently for God to simply
kill her, just to make it stop, not even capable of drawing enough air to beg them
to stop. Regaining consciousness this last time, she was hard pressed to remember
her own name, let alone what was going on around her. Still, the words spoken to
her drifted through her mazed brain enough that she could understand.
"Michelle? How about it? Do you give in now? Just say the word and it
stops, okay? Just nod, once, if you can't talk."
Michelle was tired. Her body ached. She was stiff in her joints from
being in this position for so long, and she badly needed to pee...again. With
acute embarrassment she recalled that they had literally tickled the piss out
of her half an hour before. It felt like she had been here for days, even weeks.
Amara hadn't come to rescue her, perhaps she never would. Maybe she had already
been taken. It didn't matter. She couldn't fight anymore. She didn't WANT to
fight anymore. They had teased her sexually, and the only part of her with any
feeling left was her aching throbbing clit! She feared the tickling, and craved
the climaxing. Inside, her will, bent, battered, bruised, screamed at her to
hang on a little longer, to endure just a bit longer, but the rest of her had
already given in. Opening her bleary eyes, she managed to focus on the two
girls, and wetting her dry cracked lips, she answered.
"Yes...I give...please no more...I submit."
"That's all I wanted to hear." Darien stepped out from the doorway
where he had been watching. Immediately, Mina and Ami ran to him, dropping to
their knees, each fighting over the chance to kiss his feet. Chuckling softly,
patting each on the head, he lifted them to their feet. "You hung on as long as
I thought you would, Michelle," he commented, walking over to the girl. "I'm
proud of you, you have quite a strong spirit. Don't worry, I have no intention
of putting out that brilliant flame, my dear, only harnessing it, using it for
my own purposes." Reaching down, he caressed the naked captive's flawless skin,
from her cheek down to her breasts, squeezing them gently, then to her wet hot
sex. She moaned and turned her head to the side. Laughing, he rolled her clit
between his fingers, and was rewarded by a loud gasp, her head turning back to
him. "I knew long ago that you were into women, Michelle. I have no problem
with what you and Amara share...but tell me truthfully, right now, in the state
you are in, do you truly want to deny THIS inside that wet needy **** of yours?"
Gazing down, she saw the hard throbbing flesh his hand stroked softly. It was so
big...and she bit her lip as she imagined what it would feel like to be inside
her right now. She needed to cum so badly she would have fucked a giraffe if
it would have gotten her off!
"Please," she managed to say, her body thrusting forward in the ropes,
"I...I need it...in me.. Please!"
Darien slammed into her hard, mounting the bound girl, his manhood
sliding easily into her wet snatch. Moans and groans of pleasure assaulted his
ears as Michelle quickly peaked, her fluids gushing out of her with each PUMP
of his cock. A loud gasp and giggle told him that Ami and Mina had joined in the
little session, one obviously licking and sucking the girl's toes, as he had
done for them so many times...the other, Ami, kissing and nibbling the girl's
earlobe as she pinched and squeezed 'Chelle's melon shaped breasts, pulling
lightly on the nipples. Michelle, lost in the pleasure, didn't care who was
doing what, so long as they didn't stop. Finally, all the sensations pushed
her over that final hurdle and she screamed out 'YEEEESSSSS!!" arching back
off the bench hard enough to snap the ropes before falling back, unconscious,
and sated.
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Darien gathered his two 'minions' to him, smiling. Michelle, still asleep,
was busy absorbing her new 'lessons' as the headphones about her head pumped in
the subliminal programming from the latest tape he had created. When she awoke,
she would be completely his, utterly. Mina and Ami had done well breaking her
spirit, and deserved a reward. "Once she wakes up, command her to become Sailor
Neptune, and see if it affects her programming, just as I tested the both of you.
Her trigger, in case she reverts is, 'Aqua slave'." Darien grinned. He had
triggers for all his little slaves, based on their favorite colors. "Once
everything checks out, and she is totally enslaved, you are free to play with
her a bit. And girls," he said with a dark chuckle, "seeing as how you had her
under your power all this time, I think it only fair that you RETURN the favor.
Let her seduce you, play with you, commands you as if you were her slaves for
the time being, only make sure all of you are back at Amara's place by eight
o' clock. Lita and I will most likely need Michelle's presence to help turn
Amara. She's going to be the biggest challenge yet." Seeing both girls
squirming to be released to play with Michelle, he sighed. "Okay, you may
go, but don't disturb her until AFTER she awakens, when the tape finishes.
I don't want you interrupting her till then. Got it?"
As one they answered, "Yes, Master!"
"Good. Now, have fun, little ones. I'll see you both in a few hours."
Turning quickly, he grasped the towel and headed back down to the pool to get in
one last swim and then dress to leave. As soon as he left, Mina and Ami giggled.
"You know, when she wakes up, we are REALLY gonna get it!" Mina said,
mischievously. "After what we put her through, I'd probably KILL US in her
place. Or...maybe after I had had you bring me off a few hundred times."
"Yes, I know," Ami said giggling. "But Master told us to serve her,
like she was our Mistress, at least until its time to go rendezvous at Amara's.
And we do OWE it to her to treat her good after all that." Smirking she glanced
at Mina and winked. "I wonder if Master let her know in the tape how having
your toes sucked turns you into a totally submissive little slut?"
"Oh?" Mina said with mock annoyance. "Or how licking YOUR pudgy little
toes makes you into an obedient little fuck toy too?" Both girls giggled softly,
in anticipation, as the sleeping girl began to stir. Whatever happened to them at
Michelle's lovely hands, they were sure to have a wonderful time.
>>>>>End of Chapter 4.
