Jaedite's Revenge

Slowly, through the heavy fog of her intoxication, awareness came back to Minako. She opened her eyes and was greeted by unfamiliar surroundings; a large bedroom adorned with tapestries on every wall and a few lush furniture pieces in each corner. A soft, dull light came in through the windows to her left, it seemed cloudy outside. The blonde stretched and shut her eyes tight trying to remember what had happened last night. She remembered fucking Vincent, how could she forget? It had been the best sex she had had in recent memory, of that, at least she was sure. But what had happened afterwards? They had some drinks but had it really been this much? Minako opened her eyes again and looked around; Vincent wasn’t anywhere to be found. She pushed the sheets off of herself and saw that she hadn’t put any more of her clothes back on. She shivered as the cold morning air met her bare skin and decided to cover herself back up. She gathered the sheets around her and sat up.

Too fast. Vertigo hit her and she fell back to the bed. “Damn.” She thought to herself, “Since when am I such a lightweight?” She looked up at the ceiling and tried to center herself for another attempt. This time she succeeded but it was not without its difficulty. Finally upright, she took in her surroundings, the room was marble, much as she remembered the living room to be, she didn’t remember getting much further than that last night, their lust for each other had kept her from exploring. The tapestries she had noticed looked very old but they were in an amazing state. From what she could recall of European history they seemed to be images of medieval battles, possibly the crusades. The styles seemed to clash with what she remembered of the living room but decorating wasn’t her best skill either.

Where was Vincent? The bed next to her was empty and did not appear to have been slept in last night. She wondered why, there was no reason for propriety at this point. Minako listened thinking he might be in the shower but the room was still. She swung to the edge of the bed and decided to test her feet. The young blonde recoiled instantly as her feet touched the floor. Weren’t most of these expensive condos being built with heated floors these days? There wasn’t time to be waiting around however’ she had had fun with Vincent last night but Sailor Mars was still in trouble and Minako needed to meet her friends today.

The door opened just as she stood up and Vincent walked in. What was he wearing though? It was gray and seemed to be a military uniform from a bygone ear. Suddenly realization cut through the haze, it couldn’t be! “Vincent!? No!”

Ignoring the outburst Variscite decided to get to the heart of the matter, “So you are Sailor Venus then.” It wasn’t a question.
The civilian form of Sailor Venus tensed, ready for battle. She tried to fight off a wave of nausea she was sure wasn’t just a result of the alcohol she had consumed. Unwilling to admit to his assertions about her identity just yet, she frantically searched around for her school bag. She couldn’t transform without her wand and she wouldn’t be able to stand up to him like this. She cursed when she couldn’t find it.

Reading her thoughts Variscite held up the small rod and held it out to her, “Looking for this?”

There wasn’t any chance of her denying it now. She lunged across the room willing her body to respond properly despite her hangover and dove for the stick. Unfortunately, out of Senshi form her strength and reflexes weren’t quite what they needed to be. She struggled frantically in his arms but to no avail, he was clearly her physical superior.

“I’m not going to hurt you.” The Dark General said calmly.

“Like hell!” she spat as she wrenched to the side and tried to throw him off balance. It was no use however; she could not gain any footing.

“Sailor Venus, I just want to talk.” He tried again to cease her struggling. The girl went still, realizing she was getting nowhere.

“Let go of me.” She growled through clenched teeth.

The green haired man complied, easing his grip on her and letting her stand up right. Instantly she lunged into action, elbowing him in the chest and flailing for her transformation wand. He hadn’t expected her to go quietly. He absorbed the blow to his torso and moved the magical item out of reach then slammed his palm into Minako’s stomach. The force of the blow, aided by a slight pulse of energy, sent the young blonde reeling back onto the bed. She rolled over onto her back with feline speed and went rigid trying to asses his next move. Variscite remained where he was and held up one hand in a sign of truce.

“As I said, I want to talk.”

She studied him briefly, trying to determine the veracity of his statement. She saw no guile in his eyes, he was alone and unarmed and had he wanted to kill her he certainly could have by now. She decided to hear him out, allowing her body to ease visibly.

“What about?” She demanded.

“Perhaps you’d like to straighten up first?” He said with a smirk.

Minako furrowed her brow in confusion and then suddenly noticed the scuffle had left her meager clothing disheveled, leaving her breast partially uncovered. Mildly embarrassed and altogether thrown off by the ridiculousness of this skirmish, the blonde straightened her bra and stood up, glaring at him, “And talking isn’t something we could have done without you drugging me?” She was sure the alcohol alone couldn’t have done this to her now.

“I didn’t know for sure who you were at the time and I doubt asking you would have worked.” He responded easily.

“So what do you want?”

“It’s not what I want, it’s what we want. Your friend Sailor Mars has been kidnapped.”

At the mention of her comrade’s name Minako became angry again, “You’d better not have harmed her you son of a bitch!”

Variscite raised the volume of his voice to talk over her outburst but did not change his tone, “Trust me, the last thing I desired was to see her captured. Unfortunately, Jaedite doesn’t care about what you and I want. He’s using her to build up his powerbase here in the Dark Kingdom.”

She cut him off again, “We’re in the Dark Kingdom?” her eyes going wide in dread.

Unperturbed, the man answered her question, “Yes, we are. Now if you’ll let me continue, Jaedite has made Sailor Mars his slave and is gathering support based on the fact that he was able to defeat her in battle.” Unwilling to hear her interrupt again he continued without pausing, “Yes, she is his slave. It seems initially he was going to simply kill her, but in an effort to save her life she submitted herself. It appears to have worked, but I haven’t seen her in days.”

The blonde was horrified, “How terrible! She must be so scared!” Could she believe him?

“I imagine so, and it’s not much better for me.”

“Wait,” she became suspicious, “If you’re part of the Dark Kingdom shouldn’t you be happy about this?”

Variscite paused for a moment and sat down in a large leather chair near by. He motioned for the girl to sit as well, she hesitated a moment but then sat back down on the edge of the bed. “Yes, I am a member of the Dark Kingdom but Jaedite and I have never seen eye to eye. He makes a big show about attacking humans, ironically using vast amounts of the very energy he seeks to collect. In addition, he makes humans painfully aware that they are being drained and that invites opposition.” He said with a nod in her direction.

“So you’re saying if it were up to you, you wouldn’t drain energy from people on Earth?” She inquired, hardly able to accept what she was saying.

“No, we need energy to survive and humans are the most abundant source of life energy in this solar system. However, I have ways of taking that energy without harming them or even alerting them to the fact that it is happening.”

“So no fighting, no youma, no trying to take over the world?” She said incredulously.

“Correct.”

The girl thought for a moment. Was it possible to trust him? If the Dark Kingdom was still around, and if he hadn’t lied about their location then it was, why would they suddenly change their ways all of a sudden? And even if they did, was it okay to let them go on draining humans, even if they didn’t know it was happening?

“So, what do you need me for?” she hazarded.

“As it stands, the Dark Kingdom has no leader. Princess Serenity defeated Queen Metallia and Queen Beryl as well as most of the leadership that had existed before. This has lead to years of infighting and a costly power struggle that has wreaked havoc on this dimension. As you can imagine, Jaedite and I are two of the figures involved but there are many more and none of us is strong enough to rule outright. There are those who support each of us and a few that have not yet taken sides. As I said, Jaedite is using an enslaved Sailor Mars to solidify and build up his support.”

“You want to make me your slave to build up your own side.” She seethed at the prospect. “Go fuck yourself, I’d rather die.”

“How very brave of you.” He responded sarcastically, “That can certainly be arranged, but then Jaedite will still have Sailor Mars.” That had the desired reaction.

She stammered for a moment, angry that they had so far not been able to rescue her. “Then what, I agree to be your slave, you take over the Dark Kingdom. How does that help Sailor Mars or me?”

“I’ll let you go.” He said simply.

Minako snorted incredulously, “And I’m supposed to believe that?”

The General sighed. “Have I hurt you thus far?”

She studied him for a minute. It was true, had he wanted to, he could have done anything to her by now. She could be dead, jailed, put on display like a prisoner of war or worse, but so far he was just talking to her. “Why not just help Sailor Moon and the rest of us defeat Jaedite.”

“Because the last time you five came through you nearly destroyed our entire society and The Dark Kingdom would never fall in line behind someone who worked with the Sailor Senshi. But we can help each other out. Once I have taken over we can agree to terms that are mutually beneficial. Most everyone in the Dark Kingdom thinks the way Jaedite does, that we have to be constantly at war with you Senshi. I, on the other hand, don’t believe that that is necessary.” He countered.

“So you want me to cooperate.” She said, losing the edge in her voice.

“That would be best for you.” He said firmly but without threatening her, “To be frank Minako-chan, I didn’t bring you to the Dark Kingdom with the intention of just letting you go if you weren’t up for this plan. You are going to help me,” he said with finality, “but we can do this the easy way or the hard way.” He toyed with her transformation wand lazily.

She scowled at him and looked about ready to try to make another grab for the thing he was holding. She didn’t though; she must have realized she was no match for him in this state.

“Shit. What should I do?” she thought to herself. She didn’t know how to get back to Earth and even if she did she had no idea where Sailor Mars was being held right now. “So if I agree to this, what do you want from me?” Her eyes bore into him angry that she was even considering this.

“You will live as my slave. You won’t fight or question me, especially when others are around. You will obey my directions and serve me willingly.” He said with composure.

She sneered at him foully, “Gee, where do I sign up?” Damn him! All the pride and arrogance that had turned her on so much last night now made her bristle with rage.

“In return,” he continued, ignoring her, “I will not harm you, I will make every effort to get your friend back, and when Jaedite is out of the way, I will keep my word and send the two of you home with the understanding that we will not fight each other ever again.” He stood up and closed the distance between them and took her small chin in his hand looking deep into her eyes, “In addition, there are benefits to being cooperative.” He said enticingly.

Despite her situation Minako felt her body respond to his touch the same way it had the night before. Even though she was practically naked and the air was cold, she felt like she would melt in his hand. She tore away from him and blushed, staring at the bed. She could almost feel him inside of her again.

She turned back to him and tried to manage some bravado, “Okay, let’s save Sailor Mars.” She prayed she wouldn’t regret this.

Variscite couldn’t help but grin; he always enjoyed mixing business with pleasure. He put his hand in his pocket and withdrew a small orange collar and held it up, “If you’re going to be my slave, you’re going to have to look like it.” She prickled at the word and Variscite chuckled, “Well then, how about my pet?”

She couldn’t help but giggle as she thought back to the previous night. She had to concede it was kind of kinky, and Minako liked it. She studied the band, it was the color of her uniform and had a dark crystal with a “V” etched into it. She meowed at him again and winked as she pulled aside her long blonde hair and allowed him to slide it around her neck. When he had secured it he moved in to kiss her, she spread her lips and accepted his experienced tongue into her mouth. They lingered like this for a few moments and the senshi tried to imagine that this was just one of the many role plays she had done with those businessmen.

Variscite pulled away and stroked her hair, “Alright kitten, we’ll begin immediately.” He handed her back the transformation wand and told her to use it.

She stood up and took a few steps away from him, raised it into the air and shouted, “Venus Star Power, Make up!” In an instant her silk underwear was replaced by her sailor fuku and she became the Senshi of Love. She finished her metamorphosis and stood before him, ready for more then a kiss.

The green haired general crossed his arms and grinned, he didn’t think it would be possible to enjoy fucking her more then he already had but he couldn’t wait to watch a Sailor Senshi suck his cock. “Now my pet, it’s very important that you do this right. You have to comply with every word that I say, do not hesitate or argue. If anyone finds out that you are just acting, we’re both finished and Sailor Mars will remain Jaedite’s slave. Understood?”

The girl nodded.

The man shook his head, “That won’t do, respond with, ‘Yes, Variscite-sama.’”

Sailor Venus raised her eyebrow, “So, that’s your name?”

“Kitten, what did I just say?” He took a firm tone with her.

“I’m sorry, Variscite-sama.” She said with mock contrition. The young blonde was getting aroused now.

He smirked and sat back down in his chair. “That’s a good girl, now come here and get your reward.”

She giggled again and sauntered to him. Kneeling down, she kissed him through his pants, “Yes, Variscite-sama.” She unfastened his garment and took him into her small mouth.

He stroked her beautiful, golden hair and smirked. This was going more easily then he’d anticipated. He would exploit her desire for him, so far that seemed to be enough. When that began to fade he could dangle the plight of Sailor Mars out in front of her. She hadn’t even been suspicious of the collar; in fact she seemed to get off on it. Little did she know what that jewel was capable of. He had been rather proud of that design but Jaedite had scoffed at it, anything that was subtle just wasn’t his style. He had noticed however, that one of the crystals he had created had gone missing shortly before Sailor Mars’s arrival. No matter, with an obedient Sailor Venus he wouldn’t have to worry about Jaedite for much longer and by the time she realized he had no intention of keeping his end of the deal it would be far too late. He closed his eyes and pushed these thoughts out of his head to better enjoy the moment. He grunted his approval as he felt her swallow most of his length.

The blonde’s lips wrapped tightly around his manhood and she covered him with her saliva. She fingered herself through her thin leotard in anticipation with her free hand as her head bounced in his lap. Her body did not even offer a pretense about being opposed to this arrangement but a nagging doubt stung the back of her brain. Would this really be alright?