Jaedite's Revenge

Jaedite stroked his slave's nipples softly as they half reclined on his couch. Sailor Mars was nestled in his arms quietly as his guest sat across from him. Although he was a rival, the bearded man had unexpectedly asked for an audience. Jaedite did not fear him in the slightest and could handle a half assed assassination attempt, and he was sure that the man seated across from him knew it. With that aside, he was curious about the sudden request for a meeting.

Adamite cleared his throat as he eyed the dark haired beauty in Jaedite's arms. It would not be long before he had his own pleasure slave in exactly the same position. "My offer is simple, Jaedite. In exchange for Sailor Venus, I will support you over Variscite."

Jaedite expertly hid his excitement. A traitor in Variscites camp would be just enough to solidify his victory now that Tenorite was out of the way. His death had sent a shock wave throughout the Dark Kingdom and in the day since it happened tensions were extremely high between the two camps. Each knew the other would soon make a move and capitalize off the void left in the power structure.

"Sailor Venus is all it would take to switch your allegiance?" The blonde said, masking his contempt. Was this fool's conviction really so weak?

"And I want control over Arabia when we conquer Earth." Adamite said hastily, trying to sweeten his reward.

Jaedite studied the large, bearded man. His assistance could be valuable, but Jaedite's own moral code made him view Adamite with nothing but contempt. Still, he didn't care who managed a desert. "Fine."

Adamite grinned with triumph and leapt from his chair excitedly giving a low bow. "You will not regret this, Jaedite."

The blonde general stroked his slave gently and said in an even voice that did not betray his growing excitement, "Inform Menelite and Zaherite that I would like a meeting in half an hour.

"Of course!" his latest acquisition chirped.

"Now go."

The bearded Arabian left the room hastily remembering to bow before exiting, he could barely contain himself with the thought that Sailor Venus would soon be his.

"Sailor Mars, how would you like to see your friend again?" He said quietly after they were alone.

The dark haired senshi raised her head warily and looked into his eyes, "You won't hurt her?"

Jaedite cracked the faintest of smiles, "No, Rei."

His slave relaxed visibly then another thought crossed her mind, "Will you make her your slave too?" Jaedite saw the distress in her eyes.

"You are the only Sailor Senshi that will wear my collar." He kissed her forehead softly.

Sailor Mars laid her head back onto Jaedite's chest. She had surprised herself with that question and she continued to be surprised by the relief she felt at his answer. Even though she had never lost hope of a rescue, even as the girl yielded her body to her master, she became more and more convinced that the Dark Kingdom would capture them all one by one until each of her friends belonged to one general or another. It had troubled her, but as her master had become more gentle with her and even had begun to show her kindness, she had let thoughts slip into her head that she would not mind serving Jaedite with her body for the rest of her life. A storm of emotion swirled in her breast as the blond general began to shift under her.

They had repositioned and she now sat in Jaedite's lap and kissed deeply. Her pulse quickened as she wrapped her arms and legs around him while their mouths sucked greedily on each other's. Jaedite broke the kiss and bit lightly at her neck, causing a soft sigh to escape her lips. Now nibbling on her ear, Jaedite told her what to do next. Mars smiled lustfully and removed herself from his lap. She quickly shed her fuku and fell to her knees. From the couch, Jaedite admired the young girl's naked form; her perfectly formed tits gave way to her tight stomach and delicious hips. He had fucked her countless times recently, yet his cock didn't hesitate to spring up at the view.

Sailor Mars knelt dutifully next to her master as she felt her thighs moisten. In firm, but controlled movements, Jaedite removed his uniform from his well formed and powerful body. Moments later he stood before his expectant slave naked and erect. Panting with anticipation, her breath came in shallow puffs as her master stroked himself in preparation. The dark haired girl closed her eyes as he pressed his engorged member against her forehead and she breathed his virile musk in wantonly. Teasingly, her hot, wet tongue darted out of her mouth and licked along his testicles. Leaning in a to him she pressed her lips against the base of his shaft and inhaled deeply as her heart pounded, demanding more oxygen. Jaedite moaned softly and stroked the nape of her neck through her luxurious, sable hair gently pushing her on.

"Master," she little more than whispered, "May I touch myself?" She pleaded, her face still buried in his manhood.

Jaedite knelt down to her level and master and slave exchanged a sensuous kiss. As their tongues intertwined, he led her hand between her firm thighs and placed her digits against her honeyed lips. Sailor Mars stroked her clit as it melted with longing when Jaedite broke the kiss and stood over her. Without hesitation the fiery Sailor Senshi took his fullness into her throat and sucked hungrily on his cock. Her neck bobbed rhythmically accompanying her finger schlicking between the folds of her skin as saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth and her desired trickled down her thigh. Every time his head met the back of her throat, the girl sucked him passionately, trying to take more of him inside. When her jaw tired and she needed to breathe, the slave girl removed Jaedite from her mouth and showered gentle kisses down his length.

She had grown skillful in the art of fellatio these many weeks and her zeal for both the act and the satisfaction of pleasing the man who owned her had grown. She would tease him and keep him on edge however long she wanted and bring him to climax on a whim. But as she felt herself reaching her own peak, she decided to give him his orgasm now, hoping that he would return the favor shortly. Taking him deep into her esophagus, she massaged the tip of his cock with her throat and the base of it with her lips.

He grunted heavily and Sailor Mars expected the warm, gooey sensation of his semen sliding down into her stomach but was equally prepared when he frantically removed his cock from her mouth and pointed it at her face. She quickly closed her eyes and moaned softly as she felt the hot, familiar splash of her master's ejaculate on her gorgeous, smiling face. As he finished, she wiped her eyes and kissed the tip of his penis, coaxing the last few drops onto her tongue. Then she rolled back slightly onto her ass, allowing him to inspect his achievement. She loved the approving look her gooey face generated and reveled in the feel of his cum on her cheeks, the reek of his scent, and his taste on her lips.

A brief memory of the first time Jaedite had streaked her face with his seed flashed through Rei's mind and she remembered how disgusted and ashamed she had felt. However, in recent days she had begged him for facials. The sight of herself covered in his essence told Sailor Mars more than words ever could how totally and completely she belonged to him. The collar she wore was merely a symbol of her submission. But naked and on her knees, being marked with his scent in such a feral and intimate way, Rei Hino knew her place in the world, and she wouldn't change it for anything.

*****

Luna, Ami, and Artemis poured over their respective monitors searching through gigs of data and running dozens of analytical programs trying to make sense of what had been collected. What they did know was that the Dark Kingdom was in fact a tangent universe. It had not paralleled the existence of the universe that the three of them had always lived in and which all of history had happened. Rather, the Dark Kingdom had been created sometime after the Big Bang. The energy signatures also read fundamentally different than those normally seen on earth.

Intuitively, this made sense to the trio, the use of dark energy by their enemies meshed well with the idea that they were from a radically different environment. It also spoke to their quest for life energy collected from the earth; the collected energy likely could not be found in their dimension. Ami hypothesized that life energy collected on earth sustained the humans who served under Queen Beryl and was the means by which youma were created.

While the information that had been gathered was fascinating, they were not yet any closer to discovering a way in which to enter the Dark Kingdom. Each of the generals seemed to have an innate ability to come and go at will and the countless youma they had faced must have the ability to make at least a one-way trip. D-Point had been the only known static two-way gate and that had only been discovered by chance. Ami and the cats had been running the same analytics that had happened upon the portal, but on a planet as vast as Earth, it would be a miracle if they found another point.
The Sailor Senshi of water took off her glasses and rubbed the fatigue from her eyes. The search for her friends had always been undertaken with the utmost seriousness, but after experiencing first-hand what her friends were suffering in the Dark Kingdom it had become a personal quest for Ami Mizuno. Still looking at her monitor, she stroked Luna’s fur idly as the dark haired cat tapped away on her own console.

“Why don’t you guys get some rest? I’ll keep at it for a while longer.”

Luna eyed Ami, she was clearly exhausted but she kept at it night and day. With the addition of Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus she had been able to take a break from the constant youma attacks but pouring over data was taking its own toll. Still, there would be no talking her out of it, and she and Artemis did need a break or they would be of no help to the team. She nodded slowly and looked to Artemis who returned her sentiments. The two felines turned and slinked out of the room ready for some much needed rest.

*****

Michiru stood next to Mamoru in the doorway as they watched their respective lovers from afar. There had been much joy and relief from the remaining Sailor Senshi and Tuxedo Mask when the pair had arrived, but the constant youma attacks had kept their meetings brief and sparse. Still, when they were able to be together it was almost like it had been in the immediate aftermath of the victory over Pharaoh 90. Haruka was a shameless flirt and Usagi had never seemed to get over her initial attraction to the masculine qualities of Sailor Uranus despite herself. Even now, the short haired blonde held the odangoed Moon Princess in an extremely familiar way and whispered sweet nothings into her ear. Sailor Moon blushed deeply and put up token resistance but never did quite push Haruka away hard enough to disengage her.

“Does it ever bother you that Haruka is so forward with the rest of the girls?” Mamoru asked the regal woman standing next to him.

“She wouldn’t be Haruka if I tried to change her.” The girl said endearingly with a slight glance toward the man. “Does it ever bother you that Usagi might consider switching teams?” she countered playfully.

The future King of Earth laughed loudly and grinned, “I wouldn’t mind if she tried out.”

Michiru smiled but rolled her eyes, “Men. You’re all the same.”

“We’re not all bad, give us a chance sometime.” He teased back, his grin broadening.

The Sailor Senshi of the Deep pretended to be mildly upset, “I’m surprised at you, Mamoru-san!”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend.” Mamoru carried on with the pretense and offered a false apology. She wasn’t, she knew he probably would love to see his girlfriend with another woman and that he also felt a small attraction to herself. It was flattering and, she had to admit, not entirely unrequited. He was a handsome, sophisticated young man and she might be persuaded to entertain his fantasies some day. She loved Haruka deeply and would not trade her for the world, but she also knew that Haruka was very much like the wind she drew her power from. She had to be free to go where she pleased, and if Usagi was willing, Michiru saw no reason to stop her lover from having an innocent tryst. And if Haruka got to have fun and experience new things, why shouldn’t she? She blushed faintly at the thought but quickly pushed it from her mind. Now was not the time for a pair of lovers to be trading partners.

“Let’s change the subject, shall we?” she said with her omnipresent grace and composure.

“Of course.” Mamoru said with a slight bow, still smiling slyly.

“How is Ami-san coming along with her research?”

“She doesn’t seem to be making much progress, but it’s all we can place our hopes on for now.”

“Hmm.” Michiru mused quietly. It wasn’t much to go on, entrusting their entire strategy to one girl on a computer. Still, the Sailor Senshi of the inner solar system had proven to be capable and resourceful on their own, and the Aquamarine haired woman had faith that they would succeed.

“Alright you two, break it up.” Michiru stepped into the room with falsely exasperated sigh just as Haruka was about to plant a kiss on the crimson faced Usagi’s lips.

“No, keep going!” Mamoru chimed in.

*****

Jaedite studied the men sitting around his table. Zaherite, the corpulent, obnoxious general who relied on brute strength to get his way glared hard at the new addition. Menelite, as always seemed to remain aloof from the situation. Jaedite knew that he was a quick thinking, determined man but his outward, effeminate appearance often made it difficult to view him as a competent general. Adamite, the olive skinned, bearded man sat nervously alternating between stealing glances at Sailor Mars, who was kneeling quietly off to the side of the room ready to be of service if she was called upon, and Menelite and Zaherite seated across from him. Jaedite knew that he would not be welcome with open arms by the rest of his confederates, these men were suspicious by nature, but the blonde general had no difficulty seeing through Adamite and did not believe for a moment he would be on the receiving end of a double cross.

“With Tenorite dead, and Adamite’s help we are now the largest faction in the Dark Kingdom. It is my belief that if we move immediately against Variscite we can crush him before his men even get wind of the situation. Costly battles can be avoided entirely and with him out of the way the remaining generals will not oppose us.

“What do we do about Selentie and Kainite?” The purple haired general questioned, seemingly more interested in his fingernails then in the current proceedings.

“Neither of those two are leaders, or particularly devoted to Variscite. They will join us or they will die.” Jaedite said dismissively.

“Petzite will fight back.” Zaherite said gruffly.

“One old man won’t be able to hold out for long.” Jaedite countered.

“That just leaves Cerite.” The Arab cut in, trying to include himself in the conversation.

“He won’t be an issue. The moment we are the largest power bloc, he will be throwing himself at our feet.” Menelite said, losing interest in his manicure and moving on to the imperfections in his uniform.

"Menelite, I need you to take two divisions of youma and place Selenite and Kainite under house arrest. Zaherite, do the same for Petzite and Cerite. Adamite, you will accompany me to Variscite's chambers." The blonde eyed the traitorous Arab intently. He would not betray him when he could see Sailor Venus so close to being his.

"And if Cerite does wish to join us?" Menelite wondered almost casually.

"Tell him his support will be welcome when the situation with Variscite has been resolved." Jaedite responded confidently. A perfectly executed coup would be just the thing that would make that coward get off the fence. Zaherite nodded his agreement gruffly.

"Gentlemen, do this as quickly and discreetly as possible. I want everything in place in thirty minutes. If we can take them by surprise there will be no need for violence, but if it comes to that send word to me and Adamite and I will send reserve forces." Jaedite would keep his own forces back until the very last minute. If things went badly and the generals ended up in an all out war he intended to have full numbers at his disposal so that he could still claim ultimate victory.

"When our victory is complete we will celebrate in Beryl's old palace!" The men around the table cheered loudly and quickly stood up to set the plan into motion.

*****

Sailor Mars kissed Jaedite passionately as Adamite looked on. Her stomach was knotted in apprehension and confusion. She was worried that something would happen to Jaedite, she was worried that he would succeed, she was worried about Sailor Venus, and for a few entirely opposite reasons she was worried that the rest of her friends would soon join her as a slave in the Dark Kingdom.

"Good luck, Master." She whispered as he gave her ass a parting squeeze. Still, the Senshi of Fire didn't know how she wanted this to end.

*****

Adamite strode proudly alongside his new commander. He had been chosen to accompany him at the moment of his final victory. All praise was due to Allah that Adamite should be so honored. A thousand years from now the subjects of Earth would know that it was he who had been chosen, even over Jaedite's most loyal followers. More importantly, soon heaven would reward him, not with virgins, but one exquisitely trained slave.

*****

Jaedite sneered inwardly at the disgusting man who followed him. Physically repulsive and mentally weak, the strong, proud general, the only remaining soldier of Beryl's court, had always been utterly disdainful of Adamite. But now he was also a traitor, this sickened him more than anything. He would help Jaedite get what he wanted, but after his usefulness had been outlived the blonde general would make sure Adamite got everything he deserved.

*****

Sailor Jupiter shot off a fierce electrical attack and with that her enemy was defeated. She took in a few hard breaths as the youma disintegrated at her feet and glanced around the deserted park, making sure she was safe. A moment later she was satisfied that there were no further creatures from the Dark Kingdom after her and she let her muscles relax. The Soldier of Jupiter, the planet of never ending storms, quickly hurried off the scene and found a secluded area where she was free to transform back to her normal self.

Makoto Kino reemerged in her normal civilian clothes, made a quick report to Ami-chan and subtly rejoined the throngs of people in the neon lit streets of Tokyo. The athletic brunette wandered the streets quietly trying to unwind. She had taken the captures of her friends personally. Makoto had always been the strong one of the group, she could defeat any enemy that stood before her. But with the enemy separating them like they were, she had been unable to protect Sailor Mars and Sailor Venus.

To cope, during the few free hours she had had, Makoto threw herself into martial arts and cooking, her favorite hobbies. However, as the weeks dragged on and on she had only become more irritated by the lack of progress the team had made and that her own efforts of defeating youma had brought them no closer to the rescue of their friends. Haruka and Michiru's arrival had been a welcome respite but she had grown distant from the group over the last week and had turned to the eternal allure of alcohol during her self imposed isolation. Makoto had never been much of a drinker, the only real party animal in the group was Minako, but she was 18 now, why shouldn't she indulge in a past-time so many took to?

The pony tailed girl slid quickly into one of the many corner bars that lit up the night and dropped in a five hundred yen piece for a large Asahi. She took the ticket to the man behind the counter and handed it to him as he gave her a quick once-over. Not bothering to ask her age, he turned around momentarily and produced a large bottle of beer and handed it to her, along with a cold glass. She thanked him and settled into an unoccupied booth at the edge of the estblishment with a quick glance at the only other patrons in the bar. A pair of young men were huddled over their own drinks talking quietly and laughing.

One, a fairly attractive young man that sort of reminded Makoto of an ex-boyfriend caught her eye and smiled at her. She returned the greeting but did nothing to engage him further, simply pouring herself a glass and taking a deep draught of the dry, crisp beverage.

In a few minutes she was halfway through the bottle, much to her surprise. The sudden warmth of a light buzz washed over her face and arms. With rising euphoria, she took another large swig of the beer. Almost on cue, the young man settled in across from her as his buddy took off. Makoto had expected this but only now made the decision to let him stay.

"Hi." he said with a thin smile, testing the waters.

Makoto returned the greeting and downed the remainder of her drink. In that moment she decided on a new form of stress relief.
"I'm Makoto." She informed him.

"Jubei." he said ismply, "You drink pretty hard for such a pretty girl."

Makoto felt the warmth in her face intensify, not entirely sure if it was just the alcohol.

"Can I get you another one?" Jubei asked, already sure of the answer.

"If you insist." Makoto replied with false resistance. Jubei was not unnattractive, with a seemingly well taken care of body underneath his french-blue dress shirt. His fashion sense was classic, but not terribly outstanding, and the physically active sailor senshi was sure she could handle him in a fight. Not that she intended to put up any struggle. Her companion for the evening returned with two large beers and settled in across from her with a grin on his face, already expecting a successful end to the night.

*****

Makoto fell backward into the bed of their hastily purchased room. She had always been fairly direct with what she wanted and lacked the flirtatious side that Minako naturally carried herself with. After her second beer and a few minutes of light conversation, she had simply asked Jubei if he had wanted her. He was surprised, but certainly wasn't going to turn down free pussy. A short walk down a few streets and they had found a love hotel. Now he was on top of her with his mouth on her neck, and his hands working to free her bra. With a few awkward attempts, it was loose and she moved under him to strip her chest bare.

Jubei sat up on his knees straddling his pickup and admired her tits. They were large and firm, her pink nipples already hard with anticipation. She saw him admiring them and she began to rub herself softly, pushing him onward. He needed no further encouragement and quickly took off his shirt while grinding his erection against her noticeably warm crotch. The young man had picked up girls before, but it wasn't usually this easy. Here she was; a pretty young thing drinking alone at a bar, she must have wanted a good fuck bad.

Lowering himself back on top of her, Jubei kissed the girl excitedly, exploring her mouth greedily. As their tongues wrestled, he rolled them onto their sides, pulling the brunette in close. He loved the feeling of her breasts crushed against his chest. God, she had great tits! Caressing her back as they made out, he undulated his hips against her body through their still clothed lower regions. In response she wrapped her thighs around his leg and the two dry humped fiercely, each begging for the other. Jubei was amazed by how hot she was, his leg was almost damp from her lust.

Positioning himself a bit lower, he began to suckle at her delicious breasts, causing her to roll her head back and moan deeply. As big as they were, they were no doubt sensitive. Biting lightly and flicking his tongue across the firm protrusions only added to her response and she began to squirm frantically against him.

Makoto felt the heady combination of alcohol and arousal swim through her brain and pushed her breasts together with her arms as her partner alternated between them. "You like those?" she said teasingly. He moaned appreciatively, the vibrations tickling her tender nipples. "Do you want to fuck them?" Jubei looked up from his work and grinned broadly. With a last pinch of her firm flesh, he rolled onto his back and worked his jeans off, ready to play. The brunette oozed eroticism as she slunk down to the edge of the bed and knelt down. She licked her tits enticingly as he sat before her, his nicely sized cock swinging inches from her face. She leaned forward and kissed the tip gently, feeling the pre-cum coat her lips and enjoying the musk of the man who wanted her.

After sucking it lightly to coat it with saliva, she rolled her ass up onto her heels and took him deep into her cleavage. Pushing the large, fleshy globes around his length, she began to massage him up and down. Compared to the beautiful Rei and sexy Minako, the tom-boyish Makoto sometimes felt terribly un-feminine around her friends, but her breasts were a point of pride for Makoto. They were the largest in the group and perfectly shaped. Another point of pride was how effective they were on men. They went to great lengths just for glimpses of her breasts, and wrapped around their dicks, she was in complete control.

Jubei was quickly approaching orgasm and he began to thrust his hips into the warm, fleshy tunnel she had created for him. Makoto dribbled saliva to keep it feeling good for both of them and licked the tip of his penis when it emerged between thrusts. Feeling him reach his zenith, she pushed firmly at her tits and felt him quiver on the precipice. Then with a satisfying moan, she began to feel the hot spurts coat her throat and chest.

Licking the last few drops from his glistening cock, she released him and fed herself a few globs of cum from off her tits. The brunette wasn't huge on swallowing a mouthful of the stuff but she liked to show her appreciation by having a taste, it only seemed polite.

Jubei fell back onto the bed with a sigh, "That was amazing, Makoto-san."

The girl giggled, she was wearing his pearl necklace and he was using such a formal address. However, she did not correct him, she merely stood up to find a tissue then pushed her panties down around her ankles, "You're not done, are you?"

Jubei laughed and got to work getting himself ready again as she crawled towards him. She kissed her partner as she settled in next to him and assisted him with her hand, happy to note that he was still quite hard.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked sweetly.

He grunted his approval and turned away just long enough to dig through his discarded clothes and roll one onto himself. Makoto took the opportunity to finger her aching clit and laid back waiting eagerly. She did not have many lovers, relationships were nearly impossible to balance with a secret double life, but the brown haired Sailor Senshi was a young, healthy woman. Sometimes she needed a man, just like anyone. Not nearly as often as her blonde friend, but there was nothing wrong with a passionate tryst if you were careful.

Jubei returned, protected, and leaned down for a kiss. As they did he pushed himself toward her dripping slit and a moment later his length filled her body. All of the foreplay had brought her to the highest state of arousal and as her womanhood finally got what it wanted, she plunged over the edge. An intense orgasm exploded from deep within her and she sucked in a surprised breath to prevent herself from screaming. She grabbed the bed tightly as her hips bucked uncontrollably against Jubei's body, begging him to go deeper. He obliged and continued to fuck her vigorously even as she still quivered in the throes of coital bliss.

Without a moment's rest, she clutched his shoulders tightly as Makoto succumbed to another climax. The world became fuzzy and dim as a second surge of raw sensation electrified her every nerve. Her passionate moans now echoed off the walls of the room freely, along with the erotic, wet slapping of their amorous exertions.

*****

Makoto sighed, totally satisfied. Her chest was sticky and now her stomach was too. She took another gooey, appreciative sallow of his gift to her and melted into his body as he spooned her from behind. Soon the weight of her friends dire situation would settle back on to her, but for now Sailor Jupiter was happy to just be a woman.

*****

Ami's strained eyes widened in disbelief. This was it! This was what she had been searching for. After countless subroutines had compiled unimaginable bytes of data, it had finally succeeded in uncovering the key to entering the Dark Kingdom. She felt a rush of excitement course through her exhausted brain. It was now entirely within her means to open a portal to the tangent dimension and rescue her friends!



*****

See, you didn't have to wait years for that next update! I realize the last scene with Sailor Jupiter was a bit tacked on, but she hasn't gotten any love (literally) in this story, so as an apology for my erratic update schedule, I hope you liked that extra long chapter and scene. Please don't forget to rate, review, and email me at PorkChopExpress86@gmail.com. I always try to respond in a timely manner, and I love hearing what you liked about an update or even what you think I could have done differently/better.