Pirated Princess

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UPDATE:
It's been a while. I decided that I would update this story in the end, because some ideas were too interesting to pass up. I can't promise that updates will come fast, as I have two other pieces on the site that take priority, one of which has been neglected for a long time now. I hope you enjoy this. Stay tuned; I have the ideas prepared, it's now just a matter of putting it in writing, and it'll be completely random when I do. It could be tomorrow, it could be in months. Check back often, and support this website that hosts these stories in any way that you can! :)
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The sun had vanished from the sky, and Ryoko had already made herself comfortable in her room before she released Ayeka from her restrained position in the hot springs. Ryoko smiled, satisfied completely as she rested in bed, watching the video of her earlier domination of her rival. She had already made plenty of copies, and was completely intent on handing them out to many of her acquaintances if Ayeka didn’t show up as ordered. If everything went according to plan, she would have Tenchi to herself, and have a little play thing on the side in Ayeka. Of course, she had already made the decision, that if Ayeka did actually fully submit to her, that she would never share her with Tenchi; she couldn’t have Tenchi accidentally falling in love with her toy.

A couple of hours had passed, and Ryoko was about ready to give up for the night, but the doubt was killed quickly, as someone knocked on her door. After tying the sash of her robe, Ryoko made her way to her door, and opened it slowly. A twisted grin formed on her face quickly, as she found Ayeka with a look of anger, fear and disappointment on her face, wearing a robe, waiting outside her room.

“How nice of you to join me, dear, come in,” Ryoko said politely, knowing full well that her tone wouldn’t matter.

Ayeka made her way into the room, feeling extremely nauseous and full of fear. Though she wanted to leave and make the entire situation go away, she knew that she had no choice, just to protect herself from Ryoko’s tapes. There was no doubt in her mind that Ryoko edited the footage to make it look like she was willing and actually begging for the treatment she received, which she in fact did, but only after being tortured beforehand. As instructed, she had worn her best lingerie, and only because she found her room tampered with upon getting back from the hot springs; no doubt it was Ryoko, checking out her clothing, and anything else she wanted to.

“Alright, Ayeka, listen up,” Ryoko addressed Ayeka sternly. “I think we have some things to discuss.”

“We have nothing to discuss, Ryoko. Let us get this over with, so we can move on with our lives,” Ayeka replied, with anger present in her voice, avoiding eye contact with her blackmailer.

“That’s the thing Ayeka. This isn’t going to end anytime soon. Of course, that’s up to you. You can walk outside that door right now, I’ll distribute your movie, and I’ll come have my way with you through those little bracelets of yours whenever I want. I think you’re smart, no matter how stupid you act elsewhere; smart enough to see the logic here, at least.”

“Excuse me?” Ayeka asked, confused and insulted.

“You can avoid all that pain and shame. I mean, you’re going to be my plaything one way or another. You can either do so willingly, in private, or I can force myself onto you every night, and show the results around the world.”

“Just how long do you expect me to do this?”

“I expect you to do this for as long as I want; you don’t need the details,” Ryoko explained, “Now, what is it going to be?”

“I’ll do it, but only to protect my reputation,” Ayeka responded, making sure to make it known as to why she was doing it, as if Ryoko didn’t know already.

“Good. Now, let’s get started,” Ryoko made the announcement, as she pulled a sheet off of a camera that was hidden in the corner.

Ayeka felt the nervousness in her stomach grow further, as she came to the realization that tonight’s events were to be filmed as well. Deep down inside, she knew that by the time Ryoko was done with her, that she’d have her own collection of pornographic movies. She hated herself for letting herself fall this far.

“As far as rules go, you will listen to me unconditionally, you will not speak a word with exception of acknowledging my orders, and thanking me, you will refer to me as mistress like before, and...” Ryoko trailed off for a moment, as she dropped her robe, revealing her black, leather outfit, then reached for a long and intimidating whip on a shelf against the wall, “... if you do not perform up to my standards, I will let you know with this.”

Ayeka’s eyes widened, in fear. Ryoko, her captor, was clad in leather. Long boots, reaching up to her thighs, gloves past the elbows, and corset. Her breasts hung over the corset prominently, and her lack of panties only completed the look. It was the whip, though, that she feared the most.

“Ryoko, surely there is no need to resort to...” Ayeka started, but was quickly interrupted by the crack of Ryoko’s whip. Though it didn’t make contact with her skin at all, the loud noise was enough to make her shriek, and jump away in fear.

“That’s Mistress Ryoko, to you, Ayeka, and if you don’t want me to resort to my whip, then you will do as you’re told, and you will do it well, won’t you?”

“Yes, Mistress Ryoko,” Ayeka replied submissively, cursing the bracelets around her wrists deep in her own mind; if it weren’t for them, she’d be strangling Ryoko right now.

“To start, let’s lose the robe, and smile for the camera,” Ryoko ordered, as she pushed the record button. She made sure to keep herself out of the footage, and expected this to be Ayeka’s solo act.

Ryoko was laughing deep inside, as she watched the nervous Ayeka force a smile onto her face. She gasped though, as Ayeka dropped the robe in one smooth motion, revealing her body’s smooth skin, and the luxurious lingerie that she wore. Ryoko wasn’t expecting this much, even though she had raided her room earlier. Her new pet’s lingerie included the basics: a bra and pair of panties, both black, with a design of roses that were as delicate as the person they were covering. In addition to that, her pet wore a garter belt, with long stockings, and a pair of black heels. Ryoko’s breath was practically taken away. She always considered Ayeka a threat to her plans to attain Tenchi, but she never knew she was this dangerous.

“Very good, Ayeka. I think our viewers would like a sexy and provocative dance, don’t you?” Ryoko said with a smile, playing narrator to the movie, as she pushed a button on the stereo next to her bed, filling the room with relatively upbeat music.

“Excuse me, Mistress Ryoko?” Ayeka asked nervously, “I don’t know how to perform any dance of the nature that you’re requesting of me.”

Without giving it a second thought, Ryoko let the whip fly, catching Ayeka on the arm lightly, causing her to shriek once again in shock.

“I don’t care what you know. You either get involved in your second feature length film, or the first one just might be playing on several televisions tomorrow night. Put that damn smile back on your face, and get moving. I’ll cut this out of the movie; don’t give me any more work to do,” Ryoko ordered angrily, showing no hesitation to harm her new play thing if she would disobey.

“Yes, Mistress Ryoko,” Ayeka said, catching her breath, and then forcing the smile back onto her face.

Nervously, Ayeka started to move awkwardly to the music. She wasn’t quite sure what was expected of her, but she did know what the usual pervert would desire of any woman. With that, she started to move her hips to the beat of the music, causing the rest of her body to move along with them. She could feel Ryoko’s eyes glued upon her swaying breasts. As her improptu dance continued, she began to run her hands across the body and lingerie, maintaining her forced smile, giving the illusion that she was actually enjoying performing for the camera. Based on Ryoko’s smile, Ayeka felt as if she was performing well, and continued to move obediently.

“Very nice, Ayeka, though I think our viewers would like to see this little slut with less clothing, don’t you? Lose the bra, and then the panties. Tease them though, dear,” Ryoko specified a new order, with her sexy voice, still playing narrator for the film.

Ayeka continued to move to the music, physically unscathed by the order. However, her nerves were killing her emotionally. Defeated, the humiliated Ayeka reached behind and released the clasp of her bra. Taking the order to be a tease seriously, Ayeka held the cups of her bra against her breasts, and moved as sexily as possible the entire time. Feeling as if she had done enough teasing, she let the bra fall to the ground, revealing her full breasts, and their pierced nipples. Without the bra, Ayeka found the dance somewhat physically demanding, as her breasts bounced and swayed in full swing without the previous support they once had.

Ryoko could feel herself growing wet, as she gazed upon her play thing’s free breasts. If she could take full control of Ayeka, she may not have a need for Tenchi in the end, she was beginning to think. She licked her lips in anticipation, as Ayeka slowly and sexily began to wiggle out of panties, revealing the young woman’s pussy for the camera and potential viewers. In no time at all, Ryoko’s pet was dancing to music in nothing but a garter belt, stockings, and heels. It was a sight to behold, and Ryoko praised herself and her genius for setting this up. The music came to a stop soon after, leaving Ayeka covered in sweat, and feeling quite exhausted. Ryoko turned the camera off, ready for the next part of her game.

“Alright, dear, on your knees,” Ryoko ordered, and smiled a twisted smile, as Ayeka obeyed without question while blushing furiously.

Ryoko moved the camera slowly so that it was set on the kneeling Ayeka, and then turned it back on. Satisfied, Ryoko walked sexily into the scene, before standing in front of her new slave dominantly with whip in hand. Ryoko was in heaven, as she stared down at Ayeka, who returned a force smile; Ryoko, though, could see the fear and hatred in her eyes.

“Do you wish to lick my pussy for the viewers, Ayeka?” Ryoko asked, with a twisted smile, sliding a portion of the whip across Ayeka’s face, as a warning to let her know what the right answer was.

“Yes, Mistress,” Ayeka forced out her answer shamefully, still maintaining her smile.

“You may begin, sweetie. Keep those hands behind your back,” Ryoko gave permission, standing before the near-naked slave with her legs spread slightly apart.

Ayeka stared at the glistening womanhood before her, and leaned in, with her hands together behind her back. She wasn’t at all turned on or in the mood for any type of sexual activity, especially with another woman, and especially with someone such as Ryoko, whom she believed was despicable in every way. Closing her eyes, and slowly sliding her tongue out from between her lips, Ayeka made contact with Ryoko’s flesh. She cringed slightly at the flavour; she couldn’t believe she was being forced to do this, let alone for the second time. She slowly began to lap at the wet flesh, trying to ignore what she was doing. She could feel Ryoko’s thighs tightening around her face, as she used her tongue to pleasure her. She tried her best to divert her thoughts from her task, but found it impossible to think about anything else as her tongue probed the pussy of her nemesis.

“Open your eyes, dear, and look at me. The people at home deserve to see those pretty little eyes,” Ryoko demanded, placing her hands on the sides of Ayeka’s face, and grasping her hair, holding her in position.

Ayeka opened her eyes slowly, as she was forced to behold the reality of what she was doing. She was being forced to be a lesbian. She was being forced to make love another woman. She stared at Ryoko, who loomed above her dominantly; Ayeka could barely see Ryoko’s face between her large breasts that prominently stood out. She found it somewhat troublesome to breathe, with Ryoko holding her so tightly in place; her mouth was sealed around Ryoko’s pussy, and her nose was forcefully burried into her neatly trimmed pubic hair. To make matters worse, her continued tonguing was causing Ryoko to secrete a large amount of nectar, which flooded her mouth. Though she had not been swallowing, and just allowing the juices to dribble down her face, she found the large amount flowing into her mouth harder to control, and had no choice but to swallow in order to breathe.

Ryoko had begun to moan and groan loudly, staring attentively at the little sex toy working diligently between her legs. Her entire body was trembling, full of pleasure. She could feel every movement of her pet’s wet tongue sliding in and out of her tight hole. She could hear every slurp, and every throat contraction her pet made as she had no choice but to swallow. She couldn’t help but begin to run her fingers through Ayeka’s shining hair as she worked. Just the thought of having her own beautiful slut to manipulate and use pushed over the edge; the fact that it was her rival and enemy, Ayeka, made it even better. She could feel her orgasm approaching, and let it loose as soon as she could. She screamed loudly, as her muscles tightened around Ayeka’s face harshly, who returned a look of fear.

Ayeka began to panic, as she felt like her head was going to be crushed between Ryoko’s legs. Her tongue was having difficulty wiggling and moving within Ryoko’s honeywell, as the tight tunnel somehow became even tighter. Juices poured from the tight hole like a waterfall, covering Ayeka’s face, and filling her mouth to the extreme. She could feel the hot fluid flood down her face, and seep down her throat quickly. She wanted to gag, but did not, and just continued to move her tongue wildly, in fear of having to redo the entire scene again for the purpose of Ryoko’s ‘movie’.

Panting, and finally satisfied from the pleasure she had just received, Ryoko pulled Ayeka’s face from her pussy, and made sure the camera got a good shot. Ryoko smiled, as she stared down at Ayeka; her face was covered with fluid, and she was happy for it as it made an excellent shot for the movie. However, she wasn’t through yet; she had more planned.

“Good job, little slut. On your back now,” Ryoko demanded, with a sickeningly sweet tone that made Ayeka shiver in fear and hate.

Ayeka shifted her position obediently, hating every moment of it. She quivered, as her bare back made contact with the cold tile floor. However, she was somewhat relieved as her stocking-covered knees were becoming sore from her previous position. She couldn’t help but look directly into the camera, as Ryoko readjusted it to adapt to her new position, on her back on the floor.

“It’s your turn, whore. The people at home know your pussy wants some attention, so you’re going to give it some. Play with your beautiful breasts, pinch and twist those nipples. Finger yourself, and make sure you moan loudly so the viewers can hear you,” Ryoko demanded, noting the twist in Ayeka’s face as she called her a whore. She wanted to giggle as Ayeka continued to smile forcefully; she was a bad actress, but the real pornstars were equally skilled in that department; no one would know the difference.

“Yes, mistress,” Ayeka said silently, feeling disgusted. She had never been one to masturbate, though she had given in to temptation in the past. She always felt shame afterwards, and as a result severely limited her self pleasure to a couple times yearly. She considered it improper and disgusting, and found it even worse now that she was being forced to perform for a viewer, and potentially, many others.

Letting out a small sigh, Ayeka’s left hand made its way to her breasts, while her right hand found her pussy. To her shock, she found that she had grown somewhat wet, probably when she was forced to pleasure Ryoko orally. She had been so focused on trying to divert her thoughts that she had failed to realize that her body was responding favorly to being dominated and used. Feeling defeated, and full of shame, her hands went to work. She could feel instant pleasure run through several parts of her body, as she started to massage her large, sweat covered breasts. Her other hand had begun to rub up against the moist lips of her love tunnel, creating waves of pleasure. Squeaking and moaning slightly, she sped up the pace, and began to pinch her nipples, which became erect and solid quickly, just begging for someone to tease and suck on them.

Ryoko watched happily from a distance, as Ayeka pleasured herself. She could feel herself becoming turned on again, in spite of just reaching her climax a moment ago, as her pet put on a show. She licked her lips, as she watched Ayeka slide a finger into her tight pussy. She noted that it slipped in without much resistance, and came to the conclusion that Ayeka had already been aroused and wet. Within moments, Ryoko was surprised, as the room quickly filled with Ayeka’s moans; Ayeka had begun pumping her middle and index fingers in and out of her pussy, and was twisting her nipples violently. Ryoko was shocked at how aggressive Ayeka’s masturbation became, and knew that she had a wild woman to dominate from that point on; it could make things much more interesting, especially if she could harness that energy.

“Clean off your fingers, and keep going, slut,” Ryoko demanded, wanting to find more ways to make Ayeka uncomfortable.

Ayeka moaned in a disgruntled fashion in response, removing her fingers from her soaked pussy. They were covered completely with Ayeka’s honey, and she was sickened by the thought of what she had to do. However, to her own surprised, she slid them into her mouth, and sealed her lips around them. In one quick movement, she pulled the fingers from her mouth, running her lips across them completely. She then swallowed the juices she had milked from her fingers with her lips, and actually found herself enjoying it. She quickly shoved her fingers back into her hole, and moaned wildly as the pleasure took hold again.

“You’ll clean off your fingers every time you feel an orgasm coming on. You are not to orgasm; if you do, you will be whipped, and humiliated. Understood?” Ryoko explained, with a threatening tone.

“Yes, mistress Ryoko!” Ayeka screamed loudly in a part-moan.

Ayeka obeyed completely; in spite of being driven by pleasure, she still maintained some conscious thought and knew she would be punished severely, and embarrassed by the tapes if she did not obey. Within a span of ten minutes, her mouth was coated with her own flavour, and her pussy was mixed with honey and saliva. Her nipples and breasts had become red and sensitive. She wanted release, but wouldn’t dare disobey at this point.

“Enough. I think some viewers would like to see you bouncing up and down on my dildo. Would you like that, my slut?” Ryoko asked, as she attached her strap-on dildo, readjusted the camera, and sat on the edge of the bed.

“Yes, mistress Ryoko,” Ayeka responded, somewhat truthfully; she was turned on now, partly because of her own masturbation, and the bracelets’ ability to keep built-up pleasure sustained.

“Straddle me, and fuck my dildo, bitch,” Ryoko ordered, harshly.

Ayeka quickly obeyed, leaving her position from the floor. She made her way to Ryoko, and climbed onto her lap, facing her. Her sensitive and tortured breasts pushed up against those of Ryoko’s as she descended onto the dildo. The dildo slid into her pussy without any resistance, and she moaned loudly as it entered her. Her curiousity of how she would support herself was eliminated, as Ryoko forced her pet’s hands onto her shoulders. Ayeka made eye contact with Ryoko willingly, for the first time, as she began to bounce on the dildo.

Ryoko was pleasantly surprised by Ayeka’s complete change of heart. Though she knew that the change was driven by lust and pleasure, and not by Ayeka’s logical thought processes, she knew that Ayeka’s would have a harder time denying that she secretly was a lust-driven woman wishing to be dominated like a toy and slave. Ryoko’s clit stimulator attached to the strap-on went to work, as her pet began to rhythmically bounce on the long shaft. Her nipples quickly hardened, as Ayeka’s bouncing breasts rubbed roughly against her own. Both women began to moan as their sweat-covered bodies maintained contact.

Ayeka was lured into a false heaven on Earth, as she found routine bouncing rhythm. Her fingers dug into Ryoko’s shoulders tightly for support, and some minor drool ran down her face as she moaned loudly. The long dildo forcing its way through her tight tunnel drove her over the edge.

“Let go, slut,” Ryoko demanded and gave permission, just before her own orgasm hit, sending her body into a frenzy.

Ayeka obeyed without question, as her own body tightened, and the dildo was squeezed tightly in her pussy. Her body thrashed with pleasure, and she could feel Ryoko’s heat just as well as her own. Both women’s moans filled the room, as they were nearly driven insane by the lust. When the heat and steam had settled, Ayeka came to her senses, and realized just how awkward the situation was.

Ryoko returned a smile of dominance in response to Ayeka’s gaze of uncertainty. For the first time, both women had a mutual understanding, and that was due completely to sex. Ryoko knew that she was going to continue to dominate Ayeka and find new and innovative ways of humiliating her every night, and she had a feeling Ayeka knew that too. Without saying word, Ryoko turned off the camera, while Ayeka gathered her things and left the room. She began making plans for the next night soon after, with a restored twisted smile on her face.

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CHAPTER ADDED: November 11th, 2008, 4:58 AM EST

I wasn't looking forward to breaking Ayeka this early, so I decided that this mutual understanding will be temporary. Ryoko will continue to find the ever popular 'line' and continue to cross it with Ayeka, so don't panic. Again, another update is coming, I just don't know when.
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