Black Moon Triumphant

“Playtime, slaves!” The green haired woman cried out. The four women lined up dutifully and knelt in front of Esmeraude, she had trained them well over these last few months. She laughed an ear piercing cackle and covered her mouth with her red fan as they settled into place. Before her the four former Sailor Senshi awaited their instructions as the newly crowned Queen of the Black Moon inspected their naked bodies. If she found a single flaw in one of them they would pay dearly. Each young body was bare, save for the deep green collars she had fitted around their necks, every girl was freshly bathed and, all of them were cleanly shaved, just as she had demanded. Damn, it wasn’t any fun when she couldn’t punish someone.

She slapped Sailor Venus hard across her face, the Queen’s gloves doing little to soften the blow. “You stupid bitch, you almost bumped into me back there! Pay more attention!”

The blonde winced at the strike but quickly recovered and kissed the standing woman’s hand, “I’m sorry Mistress.” The girl had grown used to being abused. She had learned long ago that pleasing Esmeraude was not possible; Venus just had to do as much as she could to avoid becoming the target of her spite. Today she had failed. She felt the fan connect with her shoulder and she cried out in pain.

“Don’t let it happen again.” She said coldly. Noting the second strike had caused Venus sufficient pain, she laughed again as the blonde tried to maintain her composure. She was content to let the others off the hook, for now, as Queen Esmeraude was eager to get to what she had planned.

“Present yourselves, slaves! And be quick about it!” In a flash the girls had gotten themselves in position, their heads on the ground and their asses raised high. Each of them used a free hand to spread open their lips and waited. Esmeraude looked over each of the four open slits that were now at her disposal. She enjoyed heaping cruelty on the four girls that had opposed her, but their defiance had come to an end some time ago. In her brilliance she had captured all five of the Sailor Senshi and the Rabbit. Control of Crystal Tokyo was all but assured. Wiseman had transformed the youngest into Black Lady, filling her with Dark Energy but had demanded the destruction of the other girls. Esmeraude and Saphire had persuaded now King Demando to banish Wiseman. It had been a tough battle, for as soon as the Black Moon Clan showed the slightest sign of discontent with the venerable sorcerer, he revealed himself for what he truly was: a being of immense and terrible power. However, working together and with the power of the Ginzuishou now in their hands, they were able to overcome Wiseman and seal him away.

After he was dealt with, Esmeraude had kept these four as her personal slaves; a fitting retinue for the new Queen. Demando had also taken Black Lady as his wife, and although she enjoyed torturing the Sailor Senshi as much as Esmeraude, the two were constantly at each other’s throats as they competed for his attention. Sailor Moon was kept as his personal slave and neither of the two had been allowed to touch her. Tuxedo Kamen had, thus far, eluded capture and continued to work against them but without the Sailor Senshi he was little more then a nuisance. They continued their work in the past as the Sailor Senshi of the 30th Century had not yet disappeared, but shaping the Tokyo of the 20th Century into what they desired was now largely unopposed.

Esmeraude ceased her musings and turned from her thralls; she walked to the other side of the room and faced a large cabinet. Opening it, she looked over her treasure trove of toys of every shape and size and decided which ones she would use today. She dreamt up a new method of humiliating and punishing the slaves every chance she got and the green haired woman had had plenty of time lately. She selected a quartet of extremely large vibrators and picked up a tube of lubricant then returned to the prostrate girls. She oiled the tips of each one and explained the game they would play today, “You will stay, just like that, your asses as high as you can get them. The first one to fall will wish she hadn’t, the last will be allowed to sleep in bed tonight. The other two will go without dinner. Even after you’ve dropped, don’t let these come out of you, I want to see you all cum.”

The girls responded in unison, “Yes, Mistress.”

She picked up the first of the toys and approached Sailor Venus’s hindquarters, the queen felt like tormenting this slut today. She pressed the slick tip of the device to her waiting lips and wedged it in heartlessly. It was too large for the girl, as she had suspected, but still she was able to force it inside. Sailor Venus struggled to accommodate the invader without protest, she did not wish to anger her Mistress. Once the vibrator was deep within it’s target, the green haired queen flicked it on to full power. The blonde slave cried out in shock as it began to work, it was easily the largest object that Esmeraude had ever used and the force with which it gyrated was almost enough to make her knees give instantly. She steadied herself and tried to stay upright.

Esmeraude laughed and struck the girl with her fan again, this time hard across her cheeks. She retrieved the other vibrators and within moments each of the remaining female canals was dammed. The room became filled with the moans of the four girls as the large plastic devices whirred ceaselessly deep within them. Esmeraude sat on a chair and watched the four try to keep themselves in position. She hiked up her dress and stroked her soaking lips as her torment began. It wasn’t that the young girls turned her on, King Demando’s cock was enough to keep her satisfied, but the utter and complete control she wielded over her vanquished enemies made her cream.

Sailor Mercury was the first to fall. Her knees gave way under the pressure building inside of her but she took Venus with her. The blue haired slave hit her comrade’s arm on her way down and the two fell into a heap. Esmeraude laughed as she massaged her clit, she had hoped that Venus would be the loser but, no matter what, the emerald haired queen was always the winner.

“Venus, get the whip. But keep the toy in you.” She wanted a real show.

“Yes, M-mistress.” Venus stammered as she was forced toward an orgasm. She stood up and kept her legs as close together as she could manage then waddled toward the open cabinet. Retrieving her Mistress’s favorite accessory short of her omnipresent fan, the blonde haired slave made her way gingerly to her Queen. She fell to her knees and presented the item as a climax overtook her and made her legs useless. Her walls contracted around the toy but still its motion did not stop. She spasmed uncontrollably and moaned loudly. Pain and pleasure had been her constant companions ever since she and her friends had been defeated, but never like this. Her hypersensitive womanhood shivered as the device continued its assault.

Noting her slave’s struggle she seized this opportunity to further her humiliation. “Sailor Mercury, I told you to stay in place. You have displeased your Queen.” The former Senshi of Mercury tried to beg for forgiveness but she was cut off, “Enough! Kneel before me and receive your punishment.” The blue haired girl fought back tears as she reached her assigned place, knowing all too well what would happen.

Esmeraude motioned toward Venus with her fan as her other hand plunged a finger inside herself. The blonde stood with one hand keeping her electric torment from sliding out and began whipping her kneeling friend with her other. A tear streaked down Venus’s face as Mercury screamed in pain but she dared not defy her mistress. The reclining queen masturbated furiously as her puppets danced to her twisted beat. Sailor Mars was the third to fall as she came violently, now only Jupiter remained. She sweated and groaned but as yet she had not succumbed to the onslaught of the device lodged between her legs.

The green haired woman bit her lip and stifled a euphoric sigh of her own, “Congratulations Jupiter, you’ve earned your reward. Now come please your Queen.” Jupiter crawled to Esmeraude and took over for her Mistress’s fingers. Her tongue entered her queen’s slit; she had become accustomed to the woman’s taste and knew how to please her. The Queen of the Black Moon jumped a little as Jupiter began her oral service, she noticed that Venus and Mercury had collapsed from exhaustion, but still they tremored on the ground as their femininities endured the inexhaustible stamina of the toys. The malicious queen would not see fit to end their ordeal until she had been pleased; Jupiter’s attentions were making progress, however. She took a handful of the brunette’s hair and pulled it fiercely as she twitched with delight. Jupiter yelped in pain but the sound was lost within Esmeraude’s folds.

The vibrations of Jupiter’s protest was enough to send her over the edge. She wrapped her thighs tightly around the disgraced Sailor Senshi as torrents of ecstasy washed over her. She cried out in elation as her pussy contracted around Jupiter’s tongue. The weighty haze of her exertions drowned out the noise of everything around her and she lay blissfully in her chair, enjoying her release. When finally her body settled she announced that her slaves could stop as well.

Mercifully, the girls were allowed to switch the vibrators off and remove them from their bodies. Eyes half closed, Esmeraude drank in the musky scent of the quintet of female juices that mingled in the air. It was the sweet smell of victory. She stretched out as she surveyed the scene; three of the four girls lay on the ground, too exhausted to move. Jupiter knelt in front of her Mistress awaiting instructions. She had not cum, it seemed but Esmeraude was content with the results of the entertainment. The brunette slave was soon given a command, she was ordered to gather the massive vibrators and clean them off. She hurried off to complete her task while Esmeraude stood up and straightened her dress.

Walking over to where Mercury and Venus lay she picked up the whip that had fallen to the side. She loved this little thing, it caused plenty of pain but left no marks. She gave a quick lashing to Mercury’s back as it lay undefended, “Next time last longer.” The Queen spat viciously. Then turning to Venus, who she was not about to ignore today, she struck again, “And you! Whip harder!” The pair cried out and apologized profusely but of course it was useless. Esmeraude had already tired of them. Mars had staggered to her knees and was in need of something to do.

“Mars, clean everyone’s mess.” The slave obeyed and set about her work. Esmeraude returned to her seat and waited. Presently, Jupiter returned and set the toys back in their place, then knelt before her mistress. She dared not help her two friends as they struggled to get up, that would only get them all punished severely. Eventually, the blue and blonde haired girls were able to make there way over to where Jupiter sat and got in their places next to her. Mercury was on the verge of tears but she fought valiantly to keep from crying. Mars quickly finished mopping up the streaks of juices that had accumulated and took her place as well.

The seated woman surveyed her exhausted and humiliated young slaves. They were all attractive in their own way, which is probably one of the main reasons she enjoyed torturing them so much. Although Esmeraude was herself beautiful, she immediately disliked any woman that might possibly catch the attentions of her lover. It was bad enough that she was only one of King Demando’s wives but he also had the gorgeous Sailor Moon to serve him. Until she was the only one in her King’s heart, Sailor Moon’s friends would suffer for her. And suffer they would today; Esmeraude had a very special plan in store for them.

How to dress them was the problem at hand; each of them had a closet full of humiliating and debasing outfits to suit whatever whim Esmeraude could dream up. Bondage gear, school girl uniforms, animal costumes and even occasionally their own Sailor Fuku just to remind them what they had once been. Today was no time for that however; she wanted them to know that they were nothing more then chattel.

“Slaves, you’ll all be my kittens today.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Came the chorus of replies. The four of them went immediately to their quarters and retrieved the desired garments. When they returned each was dressed identically; a small, furry, green bra that covered little with a matching pair of panties that supported a tail. The ensemble was completed by a pair of cat ears and green stiletto heels. The omnipresent collars she kept around their neck only added to the effect. If money mattered to her, she could have put the lot of them in any number of fetish bars in Tokyo. She laughed aloud at the thought and tucked it away in the back of her mind, she may do just that one day. Corrupting humans and demeaning these slaves at the same time was rather appealing. Rising from her chair she walked over to the closet full of toys and retrieved a set of leashes. She announced that she had a special demonstration in mind for their King so they’d better be on their best behavior. They responded as she knew they would and she began to attach the leashes to their collars. Securing them all, she led them towards the door. Esmeraude felt herself moisten again as she thought about what awaited them.

*****

Black Lady unfastened her long dress and let it fall around her legs. Her body was stunning and she knew it, the results of her transformation had been quite pleasing. Full, pert breasts, soft, milky skin, a tight stomach and a narrow waist were the results of Wiseman’s alterations, she wasn’t sad to see him go but at least he’d done a good job while he had been around. Her new body certainly had an effect on her lover and King, Demando of the Black Moon Clan. He sat regally at the edge of his bed and watched the pink haired woman strip. His face was always hard to read, seemingly perpetually locked in a mask of indifference and quietude but his body responded instantly to the now nude woman.

She smirked and sat on his lap enjoying the feeling of his firmness on her ass, wiggling a bit to bring him to his full stature. He bit her neck savagely and kneaded her breasts, causing her nipples to harden quickly. Black Lady cried out lustfully as his teeth dug deep into her skin. He was rough with her every time they fucked but the woman would have it no other way. In a moment the King had thrown her onto her stomach and thrust his cock deep inside of her. He was fast and hard, each time he pushed himself into her body she shook with tremendous force and she was unable to contain her elation. She gave herself over to her base lust and soon the woman had lost all sense of time. Over the course of the last few months she had warmed his bed many times and each time felt more exquisite then the last. The Sailor Senshi had been defeated and life could not get any better.

This thought brought her back to reality and she looked over to the far side of the room where Sailor Moon knelt, chained to a wall. That fucking bitch. It was her fault Black Lady had suffered so much in her youth as Chibi-usa. It delighted her to know that she and her friends were now paying for the way they had ignored her and made her to feel small, even going so far as to shorten her own name to a diminutive version of Sailor Moon’s. But she wouldn’t have to worry about that ever again. She was an adult now, and powerful. Sailor Moon and her friends were nothing more then the pathetic slaves of the Dark Moon.

Her thoughts were torn away from the slave as a final plunge of Demando’s body sent her over the edge. She had been so lost in her dark thoughts that she did not even realize her body had been that close. She climaxed with him still inside her and she cried out in bliss. Demando came soon after as the walls of her femininity contracted around him, milking him of his seed. She desperately wanted it inside of her as a child of her own would ensure her legitimacy as the true queen of the Dark Moon. When the pair had finished their orgasmic union Demando collapsed on top of her and they panted heavily trying to regain their strength. It was heavenly to feel the weight of her lover and she forgot all about that blonde whore sitting in the corner.

“Demando-sama.” She cooed in delight.

Wordlessly he brought himself up and removed himself from the girl. He dressed and looked over at the kneeling form of Sailor Moon. How he wished it was her he had been inside of just now, but though she had suffered much lately at the loss of her freedom and the sight of her friends succumbing to their roles as Esmeraude’s slaves, she had not yet lost her will. Although she had no way of resisting him, Demando would not force himself on her, she was far too beautiful and worthy an adversary for such heavy handed tactics. He didn’t mind, however, he had all the time in the world to bring her around. In the meantime he had two very willing Queens with which to live out his carnal desires. But no matter how many times he enjoyed their bodies, his lust for Sailor Moon would not abate. It was for this reason he had utterly forbidden the two women from laying a hand on her. He had no such qualms about the fate of her companions however, and had given Esmeraude free reign in treating them how she saw fit. He smirked at the thought; they had been formidable opponents, clinging zealously to their will and independence, but in the end the emerald haired beauty had destroyed their spirit, reducing them to utter servility.

“Demando-sama.” Lost in his thought, he had not noticed that Black Lady clung to him tightly. He stroked her long, pink hair and drank in her scent. In the end the Rabbit had not been his enemy after all.

“Get dressed, my Queen. Esmeraude requests our presence in the throne room; she claims to have a special show in store.”

“Forget her, my King. I can give you a better show here.” She said seductively as she pressed her breasts into his chest.

Demando smirked, he was well aware of their fierce rivalry but as yet he had not stepped in to end it. Competing for his attention, each woman tried to out do the other and he was the sole beneficiary. Were it not for Esmeraude, the Sailor Senshi would still oppose him and he would not possess the Ginzuishou, but Black Lady was equally devoted to him and strove to please her King in every way. As it stood, there was no reason to come between their female jealousies.

“Not now, my pet. Let us go.”

Black Lady was angry that she had been spurned but she would not disobey. She quickly redressed and went to the other room to fix her hair. Demando took this opportunity to approach the woman who truly held his heart. The blonde haired girl looked up at him and he met her eyes. They were extraordinarily beautiful and cut through him every time he gazed into them, he wished that she would cease this defiance and let her love him as he desired. He had dressed her in the robes of Neo-Queen Serenity who had been equally unattainable, but he knew that one day he would win out.

“Come my princess, you want to see your friends don’t you?” Wherever Esmeraude went, they were inevitably in tow. Sailor Moon looked down mournfully, well aware of the fate that had befallen them. She rose and allowed him to unleash her from her bonds but did not speak.

Just then Black Lady reentered the room, and seeing the two far too close together, she rushed over and got between them. “Demando-sama, you don’t need this stupid child. Let’s hurry up and get whatever Esmeraude has planned over with so we can get back to some real fun.”

The King of the Dark Moon Clan allowed himself to be led out the door, he was rather curious to know what was going to happen, but it pained him to be away from Sailor Moon. She followed the embracing pair however, as she had nothing else with which to occupy her time. Even left alone, she had no way of reclaiming the Ginzuishiou or escaping this time period. She mentally prepared herself for the sight of her friends serving that woman and exited the bedroom.

*****

Esmeraude strode victoriously into the throne room with her entourage of slaves following close behind. She cackled loudly as she saw that all was in place. A large open grill had been erected and a roaring fire had reduced the wood to white hot coals. Sticking out of the inferno was a quartet of handles. Not far from the temporary stove, a series of large poles had been fashioned onto a platform and awaited use. A trio of loyal droids stood on guard and they bowed in unison as their Queen approached. “Esmeraude-sama.” The lead one began, “All the preparations have been made.”

“Excellent.” The green haired queen was pleased by her report. “Kittens, be ready to greet your Master properly.” The feline clad girls acquiesced verbally, and as one they approached the trio of thrones and knelt submissively. Esmeraude recognized a cloud of confusion over them as to what exactly was going on. Excellent, t would make for all the better of a show when the time came.

They did not have to wait long, momentarily a far door opened and Black Lady escorted King Demando in with Sailor Moon following behind. Esmeraude knew she would be there but she was not happy about it. She gritted her teeth as the pink haired bitch clung jealously to his side but she would not let that get in the way of the excitement she felt in anticipation of what was to come. Sapphire was absent, away on a mission in 20th Century Tokyo, no matter, he would simply scoff at what was about to happen. It was odd that her beloved King and Sapphire could be brothers; she felt nothing but contempt for him.

The King seated himself in the central throne and Black Lady did the same to his left. Sailor Moon knelt to the side of Demando and looked sorrowfully at her humiliated friends. They had been beaten, why did Esmeraude feel the need to constantly throw it in their faces? Rei and the rest served her every whim dutifully; Sailor Moon had been an unwilling witness to that. Couldn’t they be provided with some dignity?

“My King,” The standing Queen began, “Thank you for coming today. I have, at your request, made each of the Sailor Senshi into your willing servants for the glorification of our Great Clan.” She said with a flourish of her fan. “Is that not correct my kittens?” She did not even turn to address them.

“Yes, Mistress Esmeraude.” Replied the kneeling slaves in a chorus.

Beaming with pride, she continued, “And today I wish to show you how completely they have been made into my slaves!”

The pink haired woman dressed in a dark dress rested her elbow on the arm of her chair and interrupted, “Spare us the theatrics, Esmeraude. Can we get this over with?” She said sounding bored.

The standing woman covered her face with her fan and her laugh filled the large hall. “Black Lady, I assure you, even you will enjoy what I have planned.” She could feel her feminine crease dampen as she readied herself to begin. She turned back toward her kneeling slaves and passed by them over to the smoldering brazier, her heels clicking loudly on the hard floor. Reaching it, she grasped one of the iron handles and withdrew it from the coals, the tip glowing white hot. She raised it above her head triumphantly and boomed to the assembled crowd, “I will brand these slaves in a fitting tribute to our Glorious Clan!” She laughed loudly and drank in the astonished look on Sailor Moon and Black Lady’s faces. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her adorable kittens shift uneasily as they all fixed their eyes on the radiant tip of the object Esmeraude held in her hand, a look of abject terror on their faces.

Sailor Moon was aghast at the thought of her friends being degraded in so horrid and painful a way. She cried out in protest and tears welled up in her eyes but this only caused the Queen to laugh more maniacally.

King Demando wore his ever present mask of control and did not visibly react to what had been said, but inside he was deeply impressed by the level of control she maintained over the former Sailor Senshi. Although each was visibly shaken, none attempted to escape or otherwise plead for mercy. They had instantly and collectively resigned themselves to their fate at the hands of their cruel mistress.

Esmeraude placed the brand she held back into the fires to prevent it from cooling, she wanted her slaves to feel the full intensity of the heat on their backs. “Kittens, line up facing those poles and receive your marks!” Not a hint of disobedience was raised. The girls fearfully approached their places and allowed the three dolls to fasten their arms tightly around the large pillars. They could squirm against the pain all they wanted now; they were too secure to move an inch. The Queen was pleased. She would not be embarrassed in her moment of triumph. Each of the girls was well aware by now of what defiance would bring.

She had selected their outfits perfectly for the occasion, not only would they be branded like animals but their bras did not even need to be removed, the straps simply crisscrossed their backs leaving the flesh of their shoulders fully exposed. She searched for the correct one and flushed with her own heat as she withdrew it from the fires. She was drenched now as she lost herself to the overwhelming power she wielded over her bound captives, she silently wished she had worn panties as her wetness trickled down her leg. Reaching the vulnerable, bound blonde, the Queen readied herself for the act. She must not miss otherwise the brand would distort and the statement it made would be muddled.

Aiming for the trembling Venus’s left shoulder blade, the malicious queen perched and steadied herself. Target acquired, her arms snapped forward and she drove the blazing metal into the young woman’s smooth skin. Venus let out an ear-piercing scream as her brain was racked by heretofore unimaginable pain. The acrid stench of her burning flesh filled the room and her mistress howled in victory. After what seemed an eternity, the brand was removed from her shoulder, although the heat of it was still excruciating on her tissue. She slumped against the pole and fought for breath as she reeled from the pain, blackness at the edges of her vision.

Esmeraude had very nearly brought herself to orgasm in the act of marking her property, she panted wantonly as her complete mastery over the girl brought her to the highest levels of arousal. Steadying herself, she returned the iron to the flame and went back to the girl. She inspected the raw flesh of the quaking girl and laughed louder still as she noted she had done her job perfectly. Seared into the girl was her own planetary symbol but with one important addition, the downward facing crescent moon of her clan rested above it, now forever exerting its mastery over the wretched slave. Adding further injury, the spiteful queen slapped the girl’s shoulder with her fan sending another shockwave of agony through her form.

“My Lord,” she turned back to the seated Demando and bowed, “Does it please you?” He nodded his head with a smirk and Esmeraude flushed with desire for him. She would delight him further by marking the rest in kind. Sailor Moon sobbed uncontrollably, powerless to save her friends. Black Lady even seemed impressed, though the green haired Queen knew she would never admit to it.

Returning to the blaze, she selected Mercury’s next. Now behind the convulsing blue haired girl, she prepared herself again. Her slave begged for compassion, frightfully whispering to her queen for mercy, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. In an instant she too shrieked in pain as the Queen found her mark. Withdrawing it a few moments later, she nodded in approval at her skill this second time. Mercury wept bitterly as she fell against the pole in front of her, unable to support herself any other way. Mars was able to hold out longer and just cried out at the very end. Only Jupiter endured silently.

Esmeraude inspected her handiwork and was thrilled, now no matter the century, these four Sailor Senshi would be her slaves. These toys of hers had offered no resistance, even while facing their bleak fate and she was sure that there could be nothing now that would cause them to rise against her. The Black Moon Clan was triumphant and there was little hope her rival would be able to outdo her now. She howled in success as her body burned as hot as the irons had for the touch of her beloved.

Sailor Moon could not even look at the scene anymore, her friends were truly gone. They were completely under the control of Esmeraude and there was nothing she could do to rescue them. She wailed vociferously as their collective plight weighed heavily on her. “Tuxedo Kamen-sama…” her thoughts latched on to the infinitesimal hope that still remained but she knew that rescue was an impossibility. All that was left now was the stench of her friend’s burns, the din of their pathetic sobs and the cruel, triumphant shriek of the emerald queen who had defeated them.