Jaedite's Revenge

Rei Hino stretched out on the great stone steps leading up to her grandfather’s shrine. She felt the warm sun on her skin and brushed a strand of her classic, elegant, dark hair from her face after a cool breeze blew it in front of her face. She breathed in the delicate scent of cherry blossoms as she relaxed on this beautiful spring day. Her miko’s robes were soft on her skin and she had nothing to burden her mind. It would take the concentrated effort of the Ten Thousand Gods and Buddhas to create a more perfect day.

She blinked the bright sun out of her eyes as she heard footsteps coming toward her and noticed her four friends drawing near. Usagi, Ami, Makoto, Minako. They had all come to spend the day with her. She smiled as they approached.

“Get up, slave!” Usagi bellowed.

Sailor Mars opened her eyes and found herself back in the Dark Kingdom, cold and bare on the floor in front of Jaedite’s bed. Her heart sank as her beautiful dream disappeared into the ether, replaced with the cold atmosphere and dreary lights of her present situation. Remembering her place she got to her knees, too tired and dispirited to feel embarrassed at her nakedness. “Besides”, she thought dejectedly, “I’m totally at his will now.” It was a strange feeling to know that her body was not her own anymore. She prayed silently that her friends would find her soon, then pushing the thought from her mind, she decided to try something, “Good morning, Master.” She said pleasantly, hoping that giving Jaedite what he wanted would placate him. Was that even true? The light that sluggishly made its way into the room was the exact same as she had remembered it from the “day” before. It was as if the Dark Kingdom never changed, stagnant and motionless.

Jaedite ignored her and bent down to unfasten the leash from her collar. The ambivalence of her situation struck her at that moment; of all the things she had endured she hated being leashed like an animal the most. Hadn’t she agreed to this arrangement? Didn’t the damned collar around her neck make it impossible for her to go back on that deal anyway? But at the same time, her master had neglected to dress himself before waking her and she found herself face to face with his crotch once again. Although now flaccid, it was still the same object that had taken her to levels of pleasure she had never dreamed of before. It wouldn’t be so bad to be his slave if he just cared about her a little…

Sailor Mars suddenly realized where her mind was headed and scolded herself savagely. Even now she was a Sailor Senshi, protector of the Moon Princess and soldier against the forces of any enemy that would threaten her peaceful world. Her slavery was merely a way to stay alive and continue that battle.

“Stand up.” He said firmly after freeing her. She obeyed. He directed her to follow him and proceeded to walk through the door set in the wall nearest the bed. As they approached the door swung open, apparently without manipulation. Inside Sailor Mars could see a large bathroom easily the size of her room back home. The walls were made of the same marble as the bedroom and were lit by a few large braziers set into the wall. She wasn’t close enough to examine them but she guessed they were the same type of fires that had lit her cell if the frigidity of the room were any sign. There was a gigantic bathtub sitting in the corner of the room and a squat bench that looked long enough to accommodate a small group on the other. They entered the room and Jaedite waved his hand towards the tub and immediately hot water began to fill it. Steam rose from the frothy waters and the Senshi of Fire thanked the kami that there was some warmth to be found in this world. Jaedtie proceeded to the bench and sat down. “Wash me.” He said simply.

So she was to be a domestic servant too. “Yes, Master” she said compliantly. She would have to do it one way or the other and right now willingly seemed the better option. She tied up her hair in a quick moment then retrieved a small bucket sitting near the base of the tub. She filled it with the heated water and savored the feeling of it. Just being near a source of warmth after being cold for so long reinvigorated her. She tested the water with her finger and found it the perfect temperature for a bath, hot but not scalding. She quietly hoped that she would be allowed a bath.

She walked over to Jaedite and poured it on him slowly. She could see his back tense as the water first touched him but thankfully he did not berate her. She finished the bucket and retrieved another one and placed it down next to him. She retrieved a cloth and a bar of soap and began the task of bathing the Dark General.

She dipped the cloth into the bucket and lathered the soap onto it then began to wash his back. She gently worked the soap into a lather and felt how tense his muscles were beneath it. She worked her delicate fingers into his shoulders and back under the pretenses of her assigned task hoping for a reaction. He gave none but offered no criticism either. She didn’t quite know what she was hoping for as she moved down to the small of his back and eventually his buttocks. She had no illusions clouding her perception of Jaedite being an evil man diametrically opposed to her mission, but in a setting like this she could almost put that aside.

She finished with the side that was turned towards her and she picked up the bucket of wonderfully warm water and rinsed him off. She rubbed the soap into the cloth again and with mild apprehension thought of a way in which she could see just how far she could better her situation. She was glad the noise of the water quickly filling the large bath resonated in this place because her heart began to beat heavily inside her chest. Would he treat an eager slave better then a passive one?

Bracing herself against the shame she felt at being a willing slave she took a half step closer to him, pressed her breasts against his back and wrapped her slender arms around him to wash his chest. Her smooth skin slid across his body and she rested her head on his shoulder, she hoped her embrace would have a favorable reaction. Unfortunately there was no response at all. From this position she could see that his eyes were closed and Jaedite neither spoke nor move. She decided to take it one step father and worked the soapy cloth lower. She finished with his well built chest and worked on his firm abs. She rubbed her hard nipples across his back intentionally still hoping to elicit some praise. His eyes remained shut and his breathing was even.

Disappointed in her lack of progress she went directly to his cock and began stroking it through the rag with only the vaguest pretenses of cleaning him.

“I decide when you get that.” He rebuked her without even looking.

She paused momentarily, shocked at her failure. She resumed her duty but did so wordlessly and without enthusiasm. Moments later she had finished washing his body and poured another bucket of warm water over him. She washed his hair quickly and after rinsing it out knelt behind him. She fumed at his rejection but had little recourse. “I’m finished Master.” She announced evenly, making sure not to let her frustration show.

Jaedite rose without acknowledgement and walked to the bath. He settled into it and relaxed. “Clean yourself quickly and then join me.”

The young senshi filled the bucket and sloshed it over herself, then soaped her body down. She was happy for the chance to clean herself, she had fought and fucked and as a result she was filthy. The sweat and grime disappeared from her gorgeous body as she bathed herself, pleased to have some shred of normalcy. After scrubbing herself quickly she poured the water over her body and washed the suds off. She stood up and turned to the bath, she saw Jaedite stretched out leisurely watching her. A mild twinge of embarrassment registered as she realized what was once a private act had been on display for her captors enjoyment. Sailor Mars fought back a blush as she entered the tub and sat on his lap. The warmth of the bath spread over her and quickly erased her reservations; she could finally enjoy a modicum of relaxation. Her entire stay in the Dark Kingdom had been in pain or at least discomfort, so much so that she had forgotten how wonderful a simple bath could feel. She rested her head on her master’s chest and breathed the moist air in deeply. The sight of her soaking breasts rising from the water line evidently registered with her captor, she felt him stir.

Jaedite couldn’t help himself; his slave’s exquisite body looked even more erotic in the bath. He pinched her soft nipple and felt it harden instantly between his fingers. With his other hand he spread her legs, approving of the lack of resistance. Under the warm bath water he stroked her velvety lips, relishing the feeling of her squirming in his lap.

Sailor Mars could hardly believe it; Jaedite was pleasuring her! She moaned her appreciation softly and closed her eyes taking in the brief moment of affection. Under the low, flickering light of the torches she could almost imagine this to be a romantic evening with a lover.

Jaedite Reflected on the situation and planned his next move.

*****

It had been almost three years now. After his failure at the airport Queen Beryl had sentenced him to the Eternal Sleep. It had been torture of the highest caliber. Unable to move, unable to speak but still thinking, Jaedite had remained for what seemed like an eternity. He had been consigned to a forgotten wing of Beryl’s palace and left alone with his thoughts. Hours stretched into days, days into months, and months into years. Time meant little, the only thing that mattered was the burning hatred that enveloped his soul. He hated Beryl for this agony, he hated the Sailor Senshi for defeating him, he hated himself for his own failures. He wished for death but knew the cold embrace of the grave would never be his in this condition. Queen Beryl had made sure his punishment would continue, as long as she lived.

Fortunately for Jaedite, Beryl was not able to withstand the power of the Ginzuisho. She had been defeated, and with her absence, the power that held him in this state of living-non-existence began to fade. He realized that the crystal that encased his body had begun to crack and he waited; what else could he do? Finally, mercifully, after the endless agony of being trapped inside his own mind, his prison shattered.

The Dark Kingdom was lost without Metallia. Civil war had erupted, draining the precious energy reserves that had been left behind after Beryl and Metallia had merged. Anyone who could control a few youma called themselves a General but most were insignificant threats that had quickly thrown their support behind more powerful leaders or had been destroyed in the fray. After a brief, but intense conflict, a handful of the remaining leaders established a shaky truce under the direction of Variscite. Jaedite remembered that bastard from before his torture, he couldn’t stand him. He was too soft, always proposing plans to take energy from humans that left them totally unaware. He also seemed far too taken with human culture, spending much of his off time in their world. He justified it as reconnaissance but those excuses were paper thin. When Jaedite arrived there were clearly divided camps, those who welcomed him back as the only remaining Shitennou, even in the face of his failure and imprisonment, and there were those who were clearly opposed to his return. At the time there were ten individuals who had some degree of real power and influence. To secure his place as one of them he challenged one to personal combat. Evidently Metallia’s absence had made the residents of the Dark Kingdom weak because the battle was over in a matter of moments. Jaedite had defeated him easily and taken his rightful spot back as one of the most powerful men in this dimension, but much work remained.

Fortunately, the remaining generals were weakened and divided. Although he did not have the resources to take complete command at present, he set into motion plans to ensure that the Dark Kingdom would be his very soon. His pure physical prowess had secured support from one of the smaller self proclaimed generals. He despised having to work with these petty bottom feeders but he would exploit them until they outlived their usefulness. Until that time, Menilite and possibly Zaherite very soon, at least acted as a counter balance to Variscite’s faction of three.

The second phase of his plan had gone better then he ever imagined. A dead Sailor Mars would have cemented his place as the single strongest general, but an enslaved sailor senshi totally at his beck and call would be very persuasive in garnering the support of the fence riders. And as quickly as Sailor Mars had accepted her collar, it wouldn’t be long before he would be powerful enough to make his move against his opponents. All in all things were going well but he was not quite ready to flaunt his prize just yet. Jaedite knew he had not broken Sailor Mars; she was merely acting in the only way that she knew would keep her alive. He couldn’t let the others see her just yet, if she questioned him once or tried to make an escape he would have to destroy her. That might do more harm to his cause now then good, if he couldn’t keep control of a slave how could he manage the Dark Kingdom? Everything his victory in the arena had achieved would be gone at the slightest sign of disobedience. No, he would not let that happen. He would train her to be a dutiful slave, consumed by a singular desire to please him.

*****

Jaedite ceased his musings and watched the girl respond to his touch. Her eyes were closed and her face flushed while his fingers slid across her folds. One hand rested on his as he massaged her swollen clitoris and the other played with the breast Jaedite was not able to manage. She drew in quick puffs of breath every time his digits coasted across her pearl causing her to shift her position as a new wave of pleasure rippled throughout her body. Her writhing had brought Jaedite to his full size and he was ready to continue her lessons. The blonde pinched both of the sensitive areas he was fondling and Sailor Mars yelped in surprise. Pleasure and pain became one as she arched her back suddenly, sloshing the water about.

“M-master?” she stammered, awaiting her instructions.

“Get up.”

She nodded her assent and he released her. Quickly she got out of the tub and waited for what would come next. Her heart pounded in her chest and her vision narrowed. It was hard to think about anything but his body on hers or in hers. Her inexperienced but eager pussy begged for more. Her past experiences could not compare to Jaedite’s obviously experienced touch. She had been left wanting the night before; she hoped it would not be the same this time.
The Dark General rose from his bath and stepped onto the bare floor. He pointed toward a low lying cabinet and watched his slave dutifully retrieve a dry towel. He laughed inwardly as she approached; her eyes were fixed on his erect cock. Soon he would not need to rely on the threat of violence to keep her in her place. She would simply be a slave to his touch as readily as she was a slave to his will. He stood silently while she dried him and allowed her to towel off when she was finished.

“Slave?”

“Yes master?”

“Go out on the balcony.” He said coolly.

She hesitated. That would not do. He watched a bright crimson blush spread across her face and chest. “Like this?” She whispered timidly.

Jaedite remained calm but let a menacing edge slip into his voice, “I’m tired of repeating myself.”

She did not test her luck further. The disgraced senshi hurried out of the bathroom and turned toward the balcony. Jaedite enjoyed the view of her firm, tight ass wiggle off to do as it was instructed, reinvigorating his manhood. So she was shy? He would exploit that. He left the warm, humid bathroom and stepped back into the chill of this dark dimension. He looked out onto the balcony and saw Sailor Mars standing as far away from the ledge as possible hoping she would stay out of view. This was going to be fun, on the way out the door he grabbed another object he knew she hated. She saw the scarlet leash the moment he picked it up and her blush deepened to match its color. She fixed her eyes to the ground and did not raise them even to meet Jaedite.

“You’ll be able to look down all you want.” He said with a laugh as he tethered her to his hand, delighting in her degradation. “Now walk over to the ledge and bend over.”

A tear rolled down Sailor Mars’s cheek but she did not challenge him. She reached the edge and placed her palms on it. The railing was waist high, supported by numerous small columns spaced evenly apart with a wide, flat surface at the top. Steadying herself against the banister she arched her back, presenting herself to Jaedite. Her nipples hardened instantly as she pressed them to the chilly barrier. She couldn’t deny that the towel had been unable to dry one part of her body but being taken in plain view while being handled like an animal was not what she had in mind. Looking over the ledge the waiting slave wished the balcony had been higher. Although she couldn’t see the facial features of the creatures below, she was certainly close enough to be seen and heard. It was the first time she had seen the Dark Kingdom from outside. Down below it looked much like a city from earth but from an earlier era. The familiar LCD displays and brightly lit signs that kept the streets of Tokyo alight at all hours were missing; in their place were the torches she had seen since she arrived, ablaze but cold and dim. The buildings were low and squat and apparently made out of the same marble and stone materials she had become accustomed to. The city stretched out in every direction she could see blocking her view of the horizon and the streets were filled with beings of all shapes and sizes. Many appeared to be identical to humans, like Jaedite, others ran the gamut of colors, sizes and shapes. Most vaguely humanoid but some of them were beasts that stretched the limits of her imagination. It seemed no one had noticed her yet, or at least taken any interest, she hoped it would stay that way. She locked her eyes onto the small space directly in front of her, her face as red as the rising sun.

Jaedite approached the stooped over girl and slapped her firm ass roughly. She tensed in surprise and stifled a whimper. Jaedite was enjoying this, apparently she was hoping to stay silent and not attract attention but Jaedite had no intention of letting the show go unseen. He took himself in hand and rubbed the head of his dick across Sailor Mars’s slick lips, despite her protests against being fucked in public her body was as ready for him as it had been in doors.

The blonde man pushed his length inside of her dripping slit marveling at how incredible it felt. It was no surprise to him that she was tight, he had only deflowered her the night before, but the way it enveloped his cock so perfectly was a sensation he had never before experienced. Jaedite, the man of a thousand years ago had had plenty of sex in his life and, after he aligned himself with Beryl the supply of pleasure slaves had been inexhaustible. He had fucked virgins and whores and everything in between but never before had it been this good. It was as if Sailor Mars had lived her entire life just waiting to be his.

He steadied himself on her small waist, leash in hand, and began pumping her in earnest. Jaedite was not one to take things slowly and as wet as she was there was hardly any need. After half a dozen strokes he was gliding in and out of her with the ease. He limited himself to only shallow probes for now and observed how her body gave itself over to lust. Her breath became shallow and her pussy clenched around him each time he entered trying to keep him in. It took less then a minute for her to become audible. It was soft and almost imperceptible over the din of the crowd, but Jaedite could hear it and soon everyone else would too. He tugged her leash to remind her it was there and ran his hand over her skin, as soft as any woman’s he had ever felt.

Jaedite continued this pace for a few moments longer until he saw her truly begin to respond. Her moans became louder despite her best efforts and she wiggled her ass trying to take more of her master inside of herself. Jaedite smiled, if that’s what she wanted, then that’s what she would get.

“Ah!” the sable haired senshi cried out loudly as Jaedite filled her insides. He pushed into her and broke his rhythm for half a beat, grinding his pelvis into her ass. He resumed his action but this time much more quickly. He wanted to hear her make some noise. He didn’t have to wait long. He could see her struggle to keep quiet from his vantage point but she lost the battle and began to moan lustfully. He screwed his young captive with delight as the walls of her exquisite box tightened around his member, begging for more. Her skin became slick as she struggled to match his pace and the pair gyrated in unison high above the public square.

Conflicted, Sailor Mars could not decide which feeling was stronger; the seemingly insatiable craving for Jaedite’s body inside of her that grew each time the force of his thrust racked her or the humiliation she was sure would kill her as a larger and larger group of people gathered to watch the spectacle. With no ability to change the venue, she rested her head on the banister and tried to shut out the tangible feel of hundreds of eyes on her naked body. Despite all this her body continued to build toward a climax. Surges of pleasure rippled through her with each thrust of Jaedite’s pelvis bringing her closer to the edge. Every bit of her naked body flushed and she was sweating despite the chill. She cried out with every movement of her master’s body, unable to contain herself as he filled her time and again. As the fiery sensation built to a crescendo the girl’s mind could no longer focus on anything but the throbbing between her legs. The roar of the crowd was lost, the mortification she felt at being put on display melted away and the acute awareness of the collar around her neck disappeared as she lost herself to her base urges.

Suddenly it happened. It felt as though the ground had given way beneath her and she was falling from the balcony. She shrieked in sexual bliss as every muscle in her body contracted and torrents of indescribable ecstasy surged through her being. Her legs gave out and she would have fallen to the ground had Jaedite not wrapped his arm under her stomach to catch her. His every touch sent off ripples of euphoria as her body continued to spasm. It was as though the world ceased to be and only the two remained.

After what seemed an eternity of orgasmic rapture, the girl, exhausted and frantically trying to fill her lungs with oxygen, regained control. She tried to right herself but her legs trembled and Jaedite eased her to the ground, removing himself in the process. She lay in a heap, her body quivering, trying to bring the world back into focus. She was vaguely aware of the spectacle it must have been for the huddled masses but her womanhood, still shivering with elation, had been satiated.

“Get up.”

The command cut through the haze of sexual release. Even after reaching the heights of sexual satisfaction she was still at the whim of her master. With as much speed as she could muster she propped herself up on her shacking arms then somehow managed to get her knees under her and assume the position she knew he demanded. She looked up at Jaedite, barely able to keep her eyes open; she noticed that his cock remained erect. “Oh gods!” she thought to herself, “More?” She was torn, the possibility of reaching that zenith again was alluring but could she do it again so soon?

Jaedite couldn’t believe it, the energy Sailor Mars gave off during her orgasm was more then he had ever collected at once before. He knew that as a sailor senshi she had energy to burn, literally. He had been quite pleased at the amount that had been collected just over the last few hours but apparently making her cum would actually be worthwhile from here on out. First things first however, “Open your mouth.”

The girl responded without protest, still in a daze. Jaedite took a handful of her dark hair and guided her onto his still erect cock. He began fucking her mouth roughly, shoving his length into the back of her throat. This seemed to bring Sailor Mars back to her senses and she threw up her hands to steady herself against his body. She choked on his manhood but did not fight him, remembering how futile it had proved the night before. Fortunately it did not take him long to finish, a moment later he stopped his assault and groaned in release. Of course Sailor Mars needed no audible cues to realize what had happened. A thick stream of viscous humor erupted from his dick, filling her mouth with a taste unlike any she had experienced. Jaedite removed his now limp penis from her mouth and gave the command she expected. She braced herself and tried to think of something else as she swallowed his jizz. It was over in a moment but her eyes watered and she felt queasy, a lump formed in her throat and she gasped for breath.

The Dark General was pleased with the progress she had made. Only two times and she had all but ceased to fight back. She fucked, she sucked, she swallowed, and the energy she produced doing all of these things would make his plans easier to achieve then he had thought. It only remained to be seen if she could continue at this rate, and Jaedite had every intention of testing her limits. He looked down at his slave and laughed, she didn’t seem to like his taste. Jaedite didn’t care, she would get used to it soon enough. He tugged at her leash and turned back towards his room, there were other things he needed to take care of today. She followed him back in and he closed the door behind her. She was quiet, good. He hated pillow talk.

“I’m leaving for now; I’ll be back in a few hours. I want you to clean yourself up again and transform back into your sailor fuku when I return.” He announced as he started toward the door.

“Master?” she ventured, timidly.

“What is it slave?” he said with obvious annoyance.

“Can I have some food?”

Jaedite had completely forgotten about that. He could subsist purely on energy, and what he took from Sailor Mars was a delicious feast. Humans did need food however. He tried to think if there was even any in his abode.

“Didn’t have enough just now?” he countered nastily. She only blushed in response. He muttered that he would be right back and left the bedroom. Digging through his pantry he found some bread, he wasn’t sure how old it was but given the stagnant nature of this dimension it probably didn’t matter much. He grabbed this and found a half finished bottle of wine. The blonde general did sometimes find things that were worthwhile in the human world. He returned to the bedroom to find Sailor Mars sitting on her thin sheets, staring at the ground between her legs. He set down the paltry meal in front of her. He would have to make a trip to the human world; she wouldn’t be able to maintain her energy output on this.

Feeding complete, he turned back towards the door to leave. “I don’t think I have to remind you, there is no escape. So don’t try.” He said smugly without so much as a glance backwards. The door opened as he approached and closed behind him.

Sailor Mars stared vacantly at her food. Her situation was as unpalatable as her breakfast; a Sailor Senshi the sex slave of her sworn enemy? She could try to escape but her powers were gone, the loathsome collar around her neck ensured that. And even if she had her attacks, one man from the Dark Kingdom had defeated her, how could she possibly fight against the great masses of creatures she had seen in the arena. On top of all that she had no idea how she would find her way back to her world even if she were able to elude or destroy all those youma. Where were her friends? How long would it be before Sailor Moon and the others rescued her? Did they even know where she was?

The young sailor warrior felt the crushing weight of despair set in as she pondered her condition. She shook with disgust at her decision to surrender herself, but she was convinced that it was still the only viable option. Being executed in front of the entire Dark Kingdom certainly wouldn’t have helped her friends, at least now she could rejoin them when they finally came for her. Yes, they would come for her. She wouldn’t let herself forget that.

On top of all this, she couldn’t deny her growing desire for Jaedite. Never in her life had she been made to feel so good. Sailor Mars flushed as she realized her lust for the Dark General was real and that under different circumstance she would happily sleep with him again. She was sure though, that it would happen again, regardless of whether she wanted it or not. Not knowing what else to do, Sailor Mars picked up the bread that had been laid out for her and began to eat, praying that the other Sailor Senshi would rescue her soon.