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Repost: Sailor Moon---Darien's Descent pt4

J-dark

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((uh, umm... oh to hell with it, see previous stories!))


Part 4.)

Darien sighed deeply, kissing Raye gently on the lips, and stroking her
long raven lockes. Glancing up at the clock on his dresser, he moaned and
regretfully left the bed, dodging Raye's slender hands as she strove to pull
him back to her. "Time to get up, Mars," he replied. "You've got work to do,
and I need to see if Serena was sucessful recruiting the next girl into this
harem of mine."

"Ah, Master," Raye whined, stroking a taunt, hard nipple idly, as she
extended her left leg up onto Darien's chest. "Do we really have to go
right now? I mean, I told grandpa I was spending the night over Serena's
house, and she told her folks she was sleeping at my place. We're covered,
at least for the next couple of hours." She wiggled her slender soft toes,
using them to grip his nipple as she stroked her own, causing him to moan.
"Can't we play just a... little longer?" she purred, sucking on a long slender
finger, giving him a coettish look, and fluttering her eyelashes, causing his
manhood to stir.

Darien grasped her errant leg, and pulled back her toes, stroking their undersides
in the process, causing sweet soft giggles to escape her lips. "Well, we DO
have some time to spare," he said thoughtfully, as she tried to wiggle her foot
from his grasp. "But I feel more like teasing you than humping you right now."
He stroked her high pale arch, and Raye squealed, jerking her foot away, and
hiding it underneath her bottom. Darien merely chuckled. "So, Raye, do you
STILL want to play?"

Smiling shyly, Raye removed both feet from underneath her, and placed them
against Darien's chest. "Of course, my Master," she purred, wiggling her toes
the way she knew he loved. "But you have to be careful. You know I'm oh so
incredibly TICKLISH!" she said with a giggle, just inviting her Master to put
her to the test. Grinning, Darien lifted her ankles, and leaning forward, licked
across the underpads of all ten toes. Raye let out a startled giggle-chuckle-moan,
causing Darien to grin even more.

"As you wish, my little Sailor Slave," Darien chuckled, stroking the tender soft
bottoms of Raye's feet, sending her once again into hysterics.

* * *

"Gee thanks, Lita," Serena said, tossing the groceries onto the counter. "I
really appreciate this. I really wanted to surprise Darien, but let's face it--- I'm
more at home eating food than cooking it."

"No problem, Serena" the tall brown haired beauty replied, tying her apron
around her waist. "It'll be my pleasure to help you make something special.
*sigh* You really are lucky, Serena. If Darien were MY boyfriend, I'd spend
all my time pampering him, baking sweets for him, and waiting on him hand
and foot!"

Her normally jealous response tempered by her new frame of mind, Serena
merely chuckled. "Sorry, Lita, but I saw him first. Don't worry, though, I'm sure
your Mr. Right is out there too... just waiting for you."

And as soon as she succumbs to my control, she'll find her Mr. Right... or
rather her MASTER Right. Tee hee hee!


"Hey Serena, hand me the flour, willya?" Lita asked, turning the mixer on low
as she began adding ingredients. Ah, just the chance I was looking for!
Serena thought. Taking a cup of flour, she handed it to Lita, stepping up on tip
toes to see over the taller girl's shoulder.

"So, like, um, what are ya doing now?" Serena asked, curious.

"I'm mixing the ingredients, silly," Lita said, picking up a couple of eggs.
"Now, I need a cup of milk. and a teaspoon of vanilla."

"Mixing, huh?" Serena mused. "Say, that looks easy enough. Let me give it
a try, Lita!" Grabbing the mixer away from Lita, Serena let her thumb
'accidentially' slide over the speed control, turning it to HIGH. The end
result saw the both of them well splattered with half formed dough, as well
as the walls and ceiling of Lita's kitchen.

"SERENA!!" Lita yelled, reaching frantically for the mixer. "Shut it off, shut
it off!"

"I.. I... I don't know how!" Serena wailed, continuing to spray the mixture all
about. Lita finally managed to pry the device from Serena's hands, and
switched it safely OFF. Serena, wiping the contents off her face, looked into
the face of a very angry Lita. Glancing around the ruined kitchen, she gave a
weak chuckle. "Oops, sorry about that Lita," she replied.

The buxom brunette merely shook her head. "Well, I can see now why your
mother refuses to teach you how to cook!" she said vehemetly. "Just look at
this mess! The wall, the ceiling... and us! We're covered in goop!"

"Oh, I'm really sorry, Lita, honest," Serena said, letting the tears begin to flow.
"Please, Lita, don't be mad, okay? I just wanted to help. I promise, next time,
I'll just stand back and watch, I swear."

Sighing deeply, eyes cast upwards, Lita relented. Serena was a ditz, and a
major pain, but she was still a friend. "Alright, you're forgiven," Lita said
wearily. "But you're gonna help me clean up this mess before you leave! In
the meantime, I need to go take a nice hot bath. I've got dough everywhere,
including my hair."

Perfect! Just the break I was waiting for! "Mind if I join you, Lita?"
Serena asked, pulling out a small plastic bag filled with clothes. "I'm just as
messy as you are, and I brought an extra change of clothes... er, as I was
hoping to... ummm.. go swimming with Ami later."

"Yeah, okay, fine, whatever," Lita replied, distractedly scratching her itchy
scalp. "Just hurry up. This crap is starting to dry, and it itches like crazy!"

* * *

The shower was nice and hot. Serena had a hard time keeping her hands to
herself; her newly awakened mind had been programmed by her Master to be
at ease with men and women. Naked and wet, her long brown hair covering her
face and shoulders like a cloak, Lita was a goddess. Her body was supple and
well toned from her martial arts training, and Serena longed to feel that exquisite
body against her own once more. But the time was not quite right. Not yet.

Back in Lita's bedroom, wrapped in towels, Serena took out a bottle of scented
oil. "Hey, look what I brought," she replied, holding up the red bottle.
"Strawberry! Man, it's been ages since Darien's given me a nice back massage."

Lita sighed, shrugging. "Yeah, well, must be nice. I don't have a boyfriend to
pamper me at all."

"Ya don't say? Hey, I'm pretty at it, having learned from the Master himself,"
Serena said with a wink. "Why don't you lie down on youe bed, and let me
massage your back for you? It's the least I can do after the mess I made of your
kitchen."

Lita smiled. "Thanks Serena, that's really nice of you." She lay face down on
her bed, sighing softly as Serena uncorked the bottle, rubbing the scented
oil over her hands. The mere scent of the potent potion had her relaxing,
and combined with the long hot shower, Lita found her eyes fluttering closed.
Unable to see the wicked gleam in her friend's eyes as she straddled her waist,
rubbing lotion gently on Lita's bare back.

"Mmmm, that's really nice, Serena," Lita mumbled softly, "you are pretty
good at this... *sigh* Maybe you should... *sigh* take this up as a profession."
Lita let out a little giggle as Serena's nimble fingers stroked a sensitive spot
along her ribs. "Ohhh... be careful, Serena... I'm extremely ticklish right there."

"Yeah, I remember."@ Serena said with a grin. "I remember ALL your ticklish
spots, Lita, like this one right here," she said, raking her fingernails into Lita's
exposed underarms. Lita squealed lovingly. clenching her arms tightly to her
side, but only suceeded in trapping Serena's tickling fingers at her vulnerable
pits. "Oh, look, pretty little Lita's ticklish," Serena taunted, wiggling her fingers.
"Kitchy kitchy koo, Lita, laugh for me, like a good girl. Yeah, that's it, laugh,
Sailor Tickle-bunny."

"Nooooo!! AHHH Staaaaahhhhppp Don't tickle me... ahahaha ahahahaha
hahahahahaha!!" Lita squealed, struggling to dislodge the deadly fingers from
her poor tortured pits. Each stroke and scrape felt both like a thousand needles
stabbing her nerve endings... as well as a gentle loving caress. Lita always
hated being tickled, the way it made you lose control, and the unnatural
feelings it invoked in her. "Pleeeahehehehehheeesssee, Serena!! Ahhhhh I
can't take it... staaaaahahahahahapp.. ahahaha ha aha hahahaha hahh ahh
hahaha," Lita managed, her mouth stretched wide in a rictal smile.

"Stop? You must be joking, I'm just getting started, Lita dear," Serena chuckled.
Pulling one of her hands free, she spidered her fingers down across Lita's
heaving chest, tickling bare flesh randomly as she went: stroking her breastbone
here, caressing her tummy there, tickling Lita's hipbone, making her buck like a
bronco, even kneading her ribs, one by one, causing the athletic young girl to
thrash even more violently.

"WHUAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *gasp* AIIIIEEEE!!
Serena, please, PLEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA... *gasp* Nooo hoho
hohoh hahahaha ehehehehehe hahahahaa.aa... no more... *gasp* Can't
stand it!! Hahah ha hah haha.. haha.. hahah... hah... *gasp*"

Half an hour later, all the fight had been tickled out of Lita. Her sweat
soaked body hung limp, defeated by a girl much weaker and smaller than
herself. Her loud energetic laughter had been reduced to a wheezing,
gasping whisper, a soft gurgle of a giggle. Serena, confident the girl was
broken, decided to push her over the edge and prepare her to be 'awakened'.
"Okay, Lita, just a little more and we'll be done, okay? But you've been such
a good sport about this that I think you deserve a little reward."

Heaving, straining only to draw breath through her tortured laughter, Lita
heard Serena's words but paid them no mind. At this point, all she wanted
was for Serena to finish it--- to either tickle her enough so she would pass
out, or to kill her and get it over with. Her best friend had gone crazy, tickling
her nearly to death, and she didn't know why, but all Lita wanted right now
was an end to the torture.

Then she felt it. Lita's bloodshot, tear soaked eyes sprang open wide at the
feeling of a feather stroking her chest, on the supple curves of her left breast.
A giggle forced its way past her parched throat, as Serena featherd one breast,
then the other, circling, spiraling slowly towards the center, towards her hard,
raised nippled. At the same time, the other hand had snaked its way under the
towel modestly covering her, stroking and teasing her tenderest places. Lita let
out a huge moan and arched her back, the conflicting feelings rising in her once
more.

Serena smiled, seeing the effect her careful tickling was having on Lita. Her
breasts were always her weakest spot, and Serena was delighted to have the
chance to play with those large pale orbs. She began sawing the feather back
and forth across Lita's nipples, making her giggle and mumble incoherently.
Her slender fingers slid inside Lita's deep wet center, stroking deep and long
as her thumb tickled Lita's throbbing clit. She had the poor girl on the edge
within seconds, thrashing and heaving as much as she had during the tickling,
gasping for breath, struggling to stay conscious long enough to hit her climax.
Now for the coup de grace, Serena thought, leaning forward. Still tickling
Lita's left nipple, she latched onto the right one with her mouth and began
sucking in it vigorously, lashing it deftly with her tongue. It was just enough to
send Lita over the edge.

"YYEEEAAAASSSS!!" she screamed pumping her hips into Serena's thrusting
fingers, coating them with her nectar. Her giggles and moans came free and
fast as she came and came and came. "Hehehe... ohhh ohh oooohhhh,
Sereeeeeennnaaaa!! Oh GAAWWWDD!!! hahahaha... yes. oh yes, don't
stop don't stahhpp.. hhehehehe,... it tickles... it tickles so goooddd... hehe
hehehe.. YEEESSS!!" Her eyes rolled up into her head and she fell limp. Serena
smiled, licking her fingers deftly, her job almost done.

"Perfect! All tamed and submissive now, aren't ya, Lita?" Serena taunted the
insensate Sailor Scout. Still stradling the girl, Serena turned around 180 degrees,
kneeling right above Lita's feet. "It's a shame I didn't get a chance to tickle
your sweet little size 9's, Lita," Serena mused. "True, you're much more lively
when you get tickled on your upperbody... but it seems a shame to leave without
getting the chance to play with those cute little toes on your---EEEK!!!!!"

Serena shrieked, and jumped, falling forward atop of Lita. Glancing back, she
saw the larger girl had recovered somewhat, and had managed to grab ahold
of Serena's left ankle. Facing Lita's feet, she hadn't seen the older girl stirring
from the mind-numbing experience, or the frown on her face as she heard
Serena's plans to torture her even further. Seeing Serena's own bare ticklish
feet inches away, she'd mustered all her strength and resolve, and struck.

"So, Serena," Lita said, stroking Serena's pink wrinkled soles, "the shoe is
OFF the other foot now. Let's see how YOU like being tickled out of your mind!"
She began stroking all five of her nails along the young blonde's tender pink
foot bottoms, getting peals of unbridled laughter from her. Like Lita herself,
Serena was helpless against the tickling, and a few moments later she was
lying prone atop Lita, laughing and shaking, too weak to even pull away. Still
aroused and angry from her tickle-induced orgasm, Lita pulled Serena's foot a
little closer, and raising her head, began to lick and suck on the helpless
blonde's soft tender toes.

"OH NO!! NOT THAT!! NOT MY TOES!! PLEASE LITA, DON'T!!" Serena
screamed, feeling her eyes roll back into her head. Unknowing of the effect it
would have on her,@ Lita continued to lick and suck Serena's wiggling toes,
sliding her wet raspy tongue around and in between each toe. Serena's hips
began to buck wildly, not from the hilarity, but from the massive orgasm that
swept through her. Lita, shocked, released Serena's bare foor as the blonde
girl keened her pleasure, finally rolling off of her, onto the floor, a dreamy,
giggling smile plastered to her face.

Exhausted, but concerned that she'd pushed her too far, Lita slowly got to
her feet. "Serena? Hey Serena, are you okay?"

Blinking, the blonde slave rose wearily back to her knees, then sighing, knelt
down in front of Lita. "I'm fine, Mistress Lita,": she replied softly. "How may I
serve you?"

"MISTRESS?!?" Lita exclained. "Serena, what the heck is going on here?
What's this all about? First you offer to massage me, then pin me down and
tickle me nearly to death. Then I turn the tables on you and you go beserk,
gushing like a broken pipe. NOW, you're on your knees like a slave girl, calling
me Mistress! Serena, what is going on?"

Sighing, knowing the situation totally screwed , Serena related Darien's plan
to Lita...

* * *

"Hello? Mina? This is Lita," Lita said nervously on the phone. "Is everything
okay? "

"Lita, hi," Mina replied. "Everything's fine. Why? What's up? "

"Mina, I know this is going to sound really crazy, but we're in big trouble.
Something has happened to Darien, and he's trying to hypnotize and enslave
all the Sailor Scouts!"

"What? Are you serious? Lita, c'mon, tell me you're kidding me!"

"I'm serious, Mina," Lita warned. "Serena was here trying to make me into
her mindless zombie. Luckily, I managed to turn the tables on her. Mina,
Darien's sure to send someone over to get you too. Keep your eyes open,
and don't let Raye, Serena, or Darien in if they come by. I'll be there in a few
minutes." She glanced over at Serena, tied securely in the corner. "Oh, and
see if you can get in touch with Ami. I don't think they've gotten to her yet."

"Will do, Lita," Mina said, grinning at Raye, standing next to her. "Thanks
for the warning. Come on over, and we'll come up with a plan together."

Mina hung up the phone, and crawled back over to Raye's feet, kissing
them gently, getting a giggle from her raven-haired Mistress. "Looks like
Moon Slave blew it again, Mistress," Mina said softly, gazing up at the one
that had awakened her. "But don't worry. Lita is on her way over here now.
She thinks she got to me in time, and she doesn't suspect a thing."

"Excellent, Mina dear," Raye said, sliding a hand along Mina's chin, tickling
the golden haired beauty slightly. "The Master will be pleased. Now, you'd
better go get dressed. We don't want Lita to suspect anything until we have
her inside, and helpless, unable to escape again." She turned and walked
over to the dresser. "In the meantime, I'll call Master Darien and let him know
Moon Slave screwed up again." *SIGH* I only hope it doesn't set back his
plans too much."

((end of part 4))
 
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