Sailor Moon---Darien's Descent pt8 (conc)

[J-dark]

((Whew! *FINALLY* Almost feels like giving birth... but here it
is, the finale...))

Story: Darien's Descent
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Part 8---Finale:

Serena sighed softly, drinking the last of her fruit punch, glancing over at
door, waiting to see if Ami would show up. She was highly annoyed, and
very very bored. B-O-R-E-D, bored! If Master Darien hadn't insisted that
she stay behind and keep look-out for Ami, then she would never have
agreed.

Bah. Libraries, she pouted. Like anyone in their right minds would
spend all their time in a stuffy old building filled with books when there
are sooo many OTHER interesting places to go... like the mall!

Just as Serena began to despair of Ami ever showing up, and her ever
being allowed to have some FUN, she spotted the petite blue haired girl
entering. Ducking down behind a bookshelf, she watched the Sailor Scout
glance right and left, carefully looking around for sign of the other Scouts.


Without fail, Ami approached the site where she had been earlier that day,
and as Serena had hoped, dropped down on all fours, glancing around for
her misplaced Scout pocket computer. Her small brown patent leather
shoes slipped from her heels, exposing her white-socked soles.

Grinning evilly, Serena slipped out from behind her hiding place. Wiggling
her fingers in anticipation, she knelt down behind Ami. knowing the girl
was perhaps the one Sailor Scout who's ticklishness on her feet matched
her own. Reaching around to grab the startled girl's mouth with one hand,
she slid her long manicured nails along the soft tender sole with the other,
scratching vigorously.

Ami yelped, bursting into helpless muffled giggles as her left foot was
tickled. "MMMPPHH!! MMMHHOOOO! MMHUUU!! NNGGHH!!"
she mewled and giggled fitfully, trying to pull away from the larger girl.
Serena held tightly, however, not allowing her quarry to escape, running
her nails up and down Ami's tender covered sole, knowing from vast
experience just where to tickle the cute pixie in order to weaken her the
most. She kept glancing up and about as she tickled, however, wary of
someone coming by, hearing Ami's muffled screams and squeals, and
perhaps enabling her to escape.

Luckily, the library, an unpopular place among the general populous
to begin with, was mostly deserted.

Ami, weakened, losing ground quickly to the unbearable tickling of her
sock-covered foot, found herself panicking. Recalling all too well the
deeply laid commands inside her head, she knew she had to somehow
escape before Serena began tickling her toes, knowing she would be
instantly in the blonde girl's power if that happened. Falling flat to her
tummy, Ami began crawling desperately away, trying to put some
distance from her tormentor. Serena, forced to decide between holding
on to Ami's feet, or her mouth, gave up the latter, wrapping both hands
around the blue haired pixie's feet, ripping off both shoes, tickling hard
across both soles.

"EEEEEKK!! NOOO!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Ami screamed, her laughter at last allowed it freedom. The unbridled
tickling of her soft perfect feet sent her into that paralyzed state of sheer
helpless laughter. Unable to move, barely able to think, Ami threw back
her head and laughed and laughed, as the tickling quickly overwhelmed
her. Her skirt had ridden up from her earlier struggles, and her powder
blue panties were exposed. Serena, glancing down, noticed the growing
wet spot, and licked her lips devilishly.

"You know, Ami," she said conversationally, as she tickled every last bit of
resistance from her friend's body, "it's pretty clear how much you are just
loving all this. If you hadn't been such a NAUGHTY girl, trying to stop
Master Darien's plans, we could be having all sorts of fun. But no, you
had to be a goody two-shoes and try to spoil everything." Sliding off both
of Ami's little ankle socks, baring her pale white pristine feet, she added,
"Now, Ami, you're a goody NO-SHOES!" Opening her mouth, Serena
slowly lifted Ami's feet.

"What in the world is going on here!?!" Ms. Nakamota, the librarian
asked angrily. "What do you two think you're doing? Making all this
noise! This is a LIBRARY! And... and... what are you doing to that
poor girl's feet?!? Are you some kind of lunatic or something? Get out
of here right now before I call your parents!"

Taking advantage of the momentary reprieve, Ami pulled away. Grabbing
her dropped bookbag, she removed a vial of the serum she had created,
and holding her breath, threw it against the bookcase between Serena and
the librarian. *POP!* The vial shattered, releasing a pale white cloud of
vapor. Coughing, the two stunned girls turned towards Ami, confusion
evident in their gazes. Counting to thirty, waiting for the vapor cloud to
fully dissipate, Ami at last uncovered her nose and mouth.

"Okay," she said, crossing her fingers. "Ms. Nakamoto, return to your
desk. You will forget everything that happened the past five minutes,
and will awaken feeling peaceful and refreshed." Smiling, eyes glazed,
the librarian nodded and walked stiffly back to her desk.

YES! It worked![/i} Ami thought to herself, Turning her attention
back to Serena again, she thought carefully how to phrase what she
wanted. Obviously, she couldn't simply undo Darien's control of her,
the progamming was too extensive and too deeply rooted. Thinking
quickly, she came up with an alternative.

"Okay, Serena," Ami said softly, sliding her bare feet back into her shoes.
"I want you to listen very carefully. This is what I need you to do..."

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Darien growled softly under his breath. Normally he was a patient man,
not the kind to let his temper get the better of him, but right now he was
finding it very hard to stay calm. He had had his girls searching all over,
combing the town for the missing Ami. It was highly unlikely that she,
by herself, could undo his plans, and free the other girls. Indeed, it was
impossible to completely reverse their servitude to him. Still, she could
cause trouble, unwanted trouble. Worse, she was running free, a loose
end that remained to be tied up. He HATED loose ends.

He finally ceased his simultaneous tickling and diddling of slave Raye,
sliding his tongue away from her cute spasming womanhood, his hands
back from her armpits. Even her wild hysterical moan-filled laughter
couldn't calm his nerves. Damn it all, where was Ami?

"Is it my turn now, Master?" Amara said hopefully, pinching a hard,
engorged nipple. Since being brought back into the fold, the straw
headed beauty had been eagerly awaiting her turn under Darien's
deeply demented fingers, to be teased and tickled into sexual oblivion
by the true 'Master' of tickle torture. The thought of his fingers running
up and down her naked helpless body had her wet with anticipation,
and though a small part of her deeply feared the torture she was about
to endure, the larger part of her craved it deeply. Michelle and Trista's
tickling had been excruciatingly arousing, but nothing could compare to
being Master Darien's helpless plaything!

"No, slave amara," Darien said dismissively. "I'm... not in the mood
right now. I'm still worried about Ami. She's still out there, somewhere,
runningn free. I had hoped she would try and contact you and your
cousin again, that you two might be able to capture her for me... but
she was apparently too smart for that."

Amara, sensing Darien's anger, and frustration, went to him, sliding her
naked body against him. For an instant, she felt a sudden spasm of
WRONGNESS, that touching his utterly masculine form was somehow
against her nature... but the feeling passed in the instant, and all she knew
was the deep desire to please and serve her Master.

"Master," she said softly, seductively, rubbing her breasts into his broad
back, cooing softly at the contact with her nipples, "I know you're
worried. But... she is just one Sailor Scout! She can't stop you. She is
alone, and as smart as she is, she can't stand against you with all of us
at your back." Moving slowly around his front, raising her arms above her
head, exposing her armpits, she smiled. "She'll make her move soon
enough, and then we'll have her. No one can resist your power, my
Master. No one can escape your... deliciously... devilish... deadly
grasp."

Tempted by the easy target, Darien slid his hand up, wiggling fingers
entering Amara's open underarms. Giggling briskly, he arms slid down.
trapping his fingers in place. "Ooohhhh nooooo!!! Eeeeek! Master
please! It ticklesssasshehehahahahahahahaha" she giggled, dissolving
into helpless titters. Her juices began to surge again as she felt the long
desired touch of her Master upon her needy flesh---

"We're baaaccckkk!!" Serena yelled cheerfully, bursting into the room.

Dammit! Amara grumbled under her breath as Darien stopped
tickling. Lousy Sailor Moon, the master of bad timing!

"Did you say, 'we'?" Darien asked, eyes narrowed, as Serena stepped
aside, and another figure entered the room. His eyes went wide again as
he saw who it was. "Ami?" he gased. "Sailor Moon... you captured her?"

Serena grinned, sliding out of her clothes, going over to the rest of the girls,
tossing Ami's backpack to the floor. "Yessir! It was easy! Just like you
thought, oh Master of mine, she went back to the library to find her
computer. When she knelt down to look under the table, I pounced
and tickled her feet till she keeled over." She grinned. "A little toe-sucking
and she went all calm and submissive like a puppy."

Darien smiled. "Good work, Serena," he said with a smile. "I think you
have redeemed yourself. Now, go and play with the others while I tend to
Ami's full reprogramming personally."

"B.. .b... but Master," Amara whined softly.

A stern look from Darien quelled her. Sighing, she followed Serena out to
the living room where the other girls were. Smirking to herself, she took
cold comfort in the fact that she could get a bit of revenge on Sailor Moon
for ruining her session with the Master just as soon as she got the cute
little blonde off her feet.

"By the way, Serena," she asked as she left the room, "what's with the
backpack?"

Alone with Ami, Darien grinned softly. "You've caused me a lot of trouble,
dear Sailor Mercury," he said softly, staring into the blue-haired girls wide
glassy eyes. "Of all the girls in this group, I expected the least amound of
trouble from you, and yet you turned out to be the biggest nuisance." He
chuckled softly, circling the still, prone figure. "I guess I underestimated
you, Ami."

Instantly, Ami's expression changed, showing dry amusement. "That's true
enough, 'Master' Darien," she said, grabbing her crystal wand. "And this
time, it will be your undoing! MERCURY!! STAAARRRR POWER!!"

Instantly, the room was filled with a blinding light. Darien shielded his eyes
as Ami transformed, her clothes dissolving away in a blast of raw cosmic
energy. Her body began to glow with energy as she spun daintily on her
toes, the power of her planet sign filling her, empowering her. With a slight
flourish, she assumed her pose, as her Sailor Suit, blue to match her hair,
appeared on her body, from the blue neckerhief around her neck, to the
long white gloves covering her arms, to the pleated blue skirt covering her
sweet delicate waist, to the long pale blue boots safefly protecting her
ticklish feet. Sailor Mercury!!

Not wasting the element of surprise, she threw up her arms, and invoking
her power, let loose with her Mercury Bubbles. Darien gasped, the room
filling with a thick deep and cold fog. Within seconds, he was unable to
see two inches in front of his face. "Ami! Dammit! You can't escape from
me this way! I know you're still in here!" he yelled. "All I have to do is say
your trigger phrase, and this'll all be over! Mercury Aq---"

"MERCURRRYYY!! AQUUAA!! ILLLLUUUSSSIOONNNN!!" Ami
called out, cutting him off, as she unleased her strongest attack. To his
dismay, .Darien found himself struck with a freezing blast of water and ice,
holding him captive. He couldn't reach his cane, or produce any of his rose
attacks, and still naked from his previous coupling with Raye and Amara,
he was severely vulnerable to the chill.

"S-s-s-sailor Sc-sc-sc-scouts!" he stuttered through chattering teeth. "Get
in h-h-h-h-here! S-s-s-sailor Mercury'ssss not under my c-c-c-control!!"

"Sorry, Prince Darien," Ami called out from somewhere within the fog. "I
took the precaution of having Sailor Moon keep them occupied while I
handled you alone. Now, just relax, I'm going to help set everything right
again. All you have to do is to relax, and let me----EEEEEK!!"

Ami jumed, feeling something soft and fluttery stroking along her thighs
underneath her skirt. Shrieking, she clenched her thights together, but the
sensation, whatever it was, continued to tease and stroke her soft inner
thighs, forcing helpless giggles and titters from her lips. "NOOO!! STOP!
What's going on!! Hehehehehehehehehehee... staahahahapp tickling mee!"

With a final heave, Darien managed to break free of the ice. Moving
quickly, he slipped back into his costume, wrapping his long black cape
tight around himself. Ami, distracted by the tickling, had lost her focus,
allowing the thick fog to dissipate. Walking across the room, Darien
stood over the wildly giggling girl, lying on the floor in a feotal position,
trying in vain to avoid the invisible feather tickling her thighs and legs so
devilishly. He smiled at her.

"Hoooowwww?" she managed to ask through her giggles, as he calmly
pulled off her long boots, revealing her bare soft feet once more. "Hooww
did you doooohoohoohoohoho this to meeehehehehehee? How are you
tiiiicckling meee?"

"It's very simple, Ami my dear," he explained, as he removed her blouse
and her skirt, revealing more and more of her pale white skin. "A kind of
failsafe I put into all my slaves' programming, something I didn't reveal
even to you. If, by chance, something should ever happen, and one of you
escaped my control, and that one TRIED to control me, to put me under
her spell, then she would experience a debilitatiing tickling in her most
sensitive and vulnerable areas, rendering her helpless, until I commanded it
to stop." He grinned, as he removed her underwear, leaving Ami utterly
and completely nude. "I'm proud to say, my dear, that it was YOUR
suggestion that I add some kind of failsafe, in case the unthinkable did
happen. Turns out, you were right. How does it feel to know that you
were outthought, not my me, but by yourself?" He gently raised her
soft feet, toes twitching, to his lips.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" Ami screamed as she felt the
pleasure overwhelm her...

Epilogue:

3000 A.D. Crystal Tokyo.

King Darien sat idly on his throne, smiling politely as his beloved Queen
Serenity made her way down the stairs, heading eagerly towards him. His
daughter, the lovely Princess Serena, or 'Rini' to her closest friends,
followed along behind her, long pink hair done up in a copy of her
mother's flamboyant style. Eighteen years old now, Princess Rini was
now the age her mother had been when she and her father Darien had
finally tied the knot. Through time travel, she had actually been present for
the event, several thousand years before her own birth.

"Ah! There you are, my two beautiful girls," Darien said, opening his arms
wide to hug them both. Smiling serenely, mother and daughter slipped into
place on their thrones beside his. Clapping his hands loudly, the royal
guards moved into place, opening the heavy outer doors, allowing their
visitors entrance.

One by one, the female Knights of the Realm entered, each bearing the
color and standard of their respective planets. Trista led the procession,
followed by Michelle and Amara, then the adult Motaru, Sailor Saturn.
Lita, Raye, and Mina followed close behind. There, at the end of the
procession, came Ami, Sailor Mercury, the first of the planets, and the last
to fall under Darien's sway. She smiled lovingly, bowing lightly to the King
and, to a lesser extent, the Queen, as did the others.

"Ah, my friends, my loyal subjects," King Darien spoke, "it is so good to
see you all again. It has been much too long since my loyal retainers have
been here at court." Rising to his feet, he gestured to his daughter. "As you
all know, today is Princess Rini's eighteenth birthday. .Today, she will
become a woman, and takes the first step in becoming the future ruler of
the Moon Kingdom."

Rini blushed slightly. Indeed, one day she would take over, becoming
Queen in her mother's place, taking a consort to rule beside her. She
had already noticed a cute prince from one of the other sectors a few
months ago, but until she officially obtained her womanhood, she would
not be allowed to date. She looked forward to the ceremony with a
mixture of longing and dread.

"Ladies," Darien said, grinning wickedly, "I have asked you hear today to
help... initiate the Princess into your group, to test her mettle, and see if she
is truly fit to follow in her mother's footsteps. You are here to help test
her, and I do not expect you to be lenient on her in the slightest."

Ami glanced at Rini, and chuckled softly. "Does the Princess know what
kind of test this will be?" she asked coettishly.

Darien shook his head. "No. The particulars have been hidden... only that
each and every one of you went through it yourselves long ago." Rising to
his feet, he gestured to the royal guards to leave, and took his place by the
door, to guard it, as well as to get a bird's eye view of the proceedings.
"Whenever you're ready, girls," he said simply.

Girls? Rini frowned. Her father had been very mysterious about the whole
right-of-passage thing, and what it entailed, and her mother, usually so
open with her, had refused to spill one detail. Now, suddenly with the day
at hand, her father's entire demeanor had changed from the sweet loving
man she had known. Her mother, and her friends, the Sailor Knights,
also seemed different. As they rose to their feet and approached her, she
found herself nervously backing away.

"Now, now, Rini," her mother said gently, grabbing her by the shoulders.
"There's no need to be afraid. Just relax. It'll be okay."

"MOM!" Rini gasped, as Serenity's hand began unzipping her royal dress.
"What are you doing? Stop that!" More hands soon joined in, holding her
still while others helped remove the pink haired Princess' clothes, her
blouse, her pale pink slippers, and her long white hosiery. To her horror
and embarrassment, she soon found herself stripped completely naked.
Looking with shame at her father, finding him watching impassively, she
closed her eyes.

A loud snap of fingers brought her eyes back open wide as she felt the
unmistable feeling of fingers tickling her sides. "EEEEEK!! NOOO!!
AAHHHH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" she squealed,
bursting into helpless laughter as her mother and the Sailor Knights began
tickling her all over. The true horror of her situation hit her then, as her
legs gave out and she slipped to the floor, shrieking with wild laughter. Her
feet were then raised and tickled as well, sending Rini into incredible jags
of hilarity.

Darien watched amused, as his daughter was tickled senseless. He lightly
fingeed the silver disc in his hands, given to him by himself, long ago in the
past@ just for this day. Once Rini had succumbed to the tickling's eventual
effects, he would use the disc to enslave her mind as well, completing his
collection. While his daughter had grown into a truly beautiful woman, he
didn't intend to take her for himself (sorry, it's not THAT kind of story,
folks, I tend to reserve THAT kind of deviant behavior for another forum)
but instead wanted to ensure that his daughter was perfectly trained for the
throne as her mother was.

He had his eye on the perfect mate for his Rini, a nice promising Prince
that reminded him very much of himself when he was younger. He looked
forward to teaching the boy, training him in the proper way to handle his
household, and how to rule with a soft...gentle touch. Hearing Rini's
laughter descend once again into wild screaming shrieks as Serenity and
Ami began teasing her ticklish toes, he chuckled again at his pun. Rini's
screams soon subsided into moans, then into deep throated groans of
obvious pleasure as she succumbed to the eroticism of the tickle torture.

Yes, Darien mused to himself, as he walked towards the group with
the disc, sometimes, a soft gentle touch was EXACTLY what was
needed.

((Finally... the end.))

 

[theticklingmaster]

This was an interesting multi-chapter story.

 

[J-dark]

Huh... wow.

Yanno, its been so long since I wrote this that I'd forgotten all about it. No one had commented or made a reply at the time, so I just put it out of my mind and went on to other things. Frankly, I'm surprised you even managed to find it! But, thanks for the comment.


J.D.

 

[Falconwing]

I'm sorry, but as a Sailor Moon fan, I have to say that I hate this story. I don't appriciate the ending where the bad guy wins, and the good girls are all his slaves. This story is sick, and you J-Dark ought to be ashamed of yourself for writing this garbage.

That's all I have to say.