Black Moon Triumphant

Esmeraude smirked as the scene unfolded. Her pretty little slaves were being fucked by a large group of men while the cameras rolled. It had been a month since the first video featuring the Sailor Sluts had hit the shelves and already they had become some of the fastest rising AV stars in Japan. Each of the girls had filmed a dozen or so scenes in every genre imaginable and the calls never stopped coming. Mars’s bukkake had sold so well that Esmeraude had made them all do their own. Venus had done a number of films in public, and Jupiter continued her BDSM roles. Mercury’s fate had been far worse; the green haired woman reserved the nastiest of scenes for her. Esmeraude still needed someone to torture more then the others. Comparatively, the endless gangbang the four girls were enjoying today was fairly tame. The Emerald Queen had all but stopped taking private appointments for the girls so that they would be fresh for their upcoming scenes but they were hardly being given a break.

Time off camera meant abject servitude to their mistress’s every whim and Esmeraude grew more demanding each day. It had been so long since her King had called on her, she had been brushed aside in favor of that damnable Black Lady. Just thinking of her beloved in the arms of that whore was enough to send Esmeraude into a rage. She had sent numerous messages to the future entreating King Demando to visit his Queen, but each messenger droid returned without a reply. One day she had even torn the girls away from their schedule and gone back to the 30th Century to request a personal audience with him but she had been turned away by an army of droids under the command of her hated rival. It had been crushing and humiliating for the Queen to realize she no longer had a kingdom, Black Lady had taken her triumph and her prize from her and Esmeraude had been forced to return to the past. Exiled to the 20th Century, she had nothing to show for her service to her clan but a handful of teenage slaves.

It had been a miserable two weeks since then but the scheming woman was not about to let her defeat stand. She had begun diverting the energy her droids collected from the negative energy points scattered throughout Tokyo into her own reserves and was in the process of creating an army. The energy the girls provided had paid off heavily as well. When she was ready she would return to the future and destroy Black Lady with her own hands. Just thinking about it made Esmeraude shake with fury, the only respite she had from her anger was tormenting the four girls that called her mistress.

She focused again on the scene being shot now and watched Sailor Mars writhe with sexual gratification as she was penetrated from both ends while also choking on a third cock being forced down her throat. They had become accustomed to the brutal treatment Esmeraude had forced them to suffer but she still enjoyed watching them endure it. Their orgasmic moans and pleas for more masked their true feelings; hopes and dreams that had been crushed and replaced with cum stained faces plastered across hundreds of websites, DVD covers and pornographic magazines. She almost wondered if it wouldn’t be a greater humiliation to release them and let them try to rebuild their lives with the shame of their new profession hanging over their heads. How would they explain where they had been to their friends and families? No respectable colleges would accept high profile AV actresses. Juicier still, the Emerald Queen had destroyed their ability to follow their destinies as protectors of the earth. Even if they could escape, what planet would get behind a set of teenage sluts that had been passed from one random cock to the next?

Esmeraude’s attention shifted to the blonde girl who was bouncing up and down in someone’s lap, moaning elatedly as she rapidly stroked her womanhood. Sailor Venus had been the most obedient of the former senshi and had embraced her role as a fuck toy zealously. Somewhere along the way Esmeraude had done her job too well. A slave wasn’t supposed to be happy and it pissed the Emerald Queen off. She might have to sell the girl to a new owner who wouldn’t be so kind to the young whore. Still, the ex-Senshi of Love could eat pussy even better then Esmeraude’s beloved King and there was nothing like watching a defeated enemy service you in the most intimate of ways. The queen felt a wave of heat at the thought of Venus’s tongue buried in her slit and made a mental note to demand her talents after the scene was over.

Jupiter had not yet given her an answer and Esmeraude had not brought up her proposition again. If she was going to elevate the girl from her slavery, she would have to choose it for herself. There was no sense in giving her back some of her lost power if there was any question to her loyalty. However, the Emerald Queen knew it wouldn’t take long. Who would choose an eternity of bondage? Her strength would be invaluable in the coming fight.

The beautiful, but unforgiving woman stood transfixed by the sight of her gorgeous servants debasing themselves to please her. She never tired of the power she held over them. The moment they displeased her she would end their lives; knowing that, the once proud Sailor Senshi threw themselves into the most degrading, sordid, and embarrassing of acts for her pleasure. Mercury had shown improvement in the last few weeks. Terrified of Esmeraude and her former friend, the girl threw herself into her work like never before.

So absorbed was she that Esmeraude did not notice the droid approach from behind, “Mistress Esmeraude, I come with a message.”
She almost jumped in surprise but kept silent so as not to interfere with the filming. When she recovered she motioned back towards her office and led the messenger to it. Behind the door the chorus of unrestrained animalistic lust was all but shut out and Esmeraude turned on the creature barely able to contain her anticipation, “Well, out with it!”

The droid bowed low, “Yes, Mistress. My Lord, King Demando bids me tell you that he will be arriving this evening at sundown.”
Esmeraude felt her heart skip. Demando-sama would be coming here? In a moment all of the anguish, hatred, and misery she had endured was instantly forgotten. The warmth of her love for him washed over the woman and she felt as though she could float. How wonderful it would be to have his arms around her again.

Just then a dark thought crossed her mind. “Is that bitch Black Lady coming?” She almost growled.

“No, my Queen. My King says that he wishes to see only you.”

Esmeraude felt as though she were swimming in a sea of pure bliss. She hadn’t been forgotten! Black Lady had failed! Sundown, she had time to prepare a proper reception for her master. “You may go droid.”

“Yes, Mistress.” The servant bowed and then disappeared from sight.

The green haired woman was about to burst at the seams. There was so much to be done! She had to make sure that everything was perfect. The little sluts would be finished soon, she would need them to prepare her bath, fix her hair and lay out some clothes. They would need to be properly dressed as well. King Demando didn’t need to be distracted by their bodies, so they would be covered for the first time in quite a while. Esmeraude intended to be the only female around whose assets were on display.

Esmeraude was in a daze as she walked back out into the main room to find her little porn stars paired off next to each other; their tight bodies and perfect tits being recorded for the entire world to see. Mars and Jupiter were busy making out as Venus fingered Mercury’s swollen slit and thirty or so men formed a semi-circle around them waiting for release. At the director’s command two lines formed and the moaning girls received the first of their sticky rewards. The brunette pair didn’t even turn away from each other; a thin streak of jizz landed seamlessly across their cheeks. They paid no attention as yet another load splashed between them only to be smeared by their frenzied kiss. The Queen turned her attention to the other girls and watched as Venus guided the cocks to Mercury’s open mouth. After each male orgasm the Blue Senshi gulped down the fresh deposit of glucose and any wayward drops were sucked off her blonde friend’s fingers. Minutes later the men were spent and the slaves were a mess. The cameras captured the final bit of the debauched display and then clicked off amid their lustful moans.

She stood silently as the still photographs were taken and then the set was broken down. As the scene wrapped the dripping girls cleaned themselves and put on a modicum of clothing as the actors and crew shuffled out of the small club. After a few quick words with the director about the next appointment, the five women were finally alone.

“Line up slaves, I have big news.” She said giddily. The four girls hurried to their knees, ready for her announcement. “My Lord, your master, King Demando is coming to visit us tonight!” The woman rushed on excitedly, “Mars, draw a bath for me. Jupiter, prepare a delicious feast. Mercury, lay out my finest dress. You know the one I like, the sexy black one? And you, Venus, go lay out clothes for the rest of you. Cover your tits!” The slaves responded and hurried to do her bidding, but she barely heard them. In her mind she was already on her back as Demando buried himself inside of her.

*****

Relaxing in the warm bathwater, Esmeraude sighed longingly. The appointed time was only a few hours away but each moment away from her beloved was more unbearable then the last. She had immediately cancelled all the scenes the girls had scheduled for the rest of the week. She didn’t plan on leaving Demando’s bed for a moment so the slaves would need to be free to attend to them. At present, they were busy scrubbing their bodies at the far side of the bathroom.

She stared into the water and brushed away the rose petals that floated in front of her. When the water settled she spread her legs and gazed at her pink femininity as it danced alluringly in the waves of the bathwater. How long had it been since she had felt her Lord’s length between her thighs? She caressed herself gently and sucked in a sudden breath as the sensation rippled through her form. She was so sensitive she felt like she would explode the moment he embraced her, to say nothing of what would happen that night. The excited Queen moved her digits away from her slit quickly, not wanting to waste any energy now. Instead she ran her fingers through the neat strip of rich, green hair right above her mound. Mars had freshly trimmed and cleaned her diligently, praying that her King would grace her with his oral attention. The slaves had learned how to fill in for him, but teenage girls and pieces of plastic could never replace her virulent lover.

She turned her head and watched the four bathe themselves. It had only been a year but they had adapted to their new roles quickly. Mercury had resisted far longer then Esmeraude ever would have thought, but after Jupiter’s discipline she had improved. The blue haired slave was now the first to respond whenever the girls were called upon and she no longer whispered to Mars when they thought Esmeraude wasn’t looking. It wasn’t clear what they were always talking about, it was didn’t particularly matter, but there was no reason for the sailor sluts to own anything, especially secrets.

Venus still had to style her hair and Jupiter had to get back to the kitchen. Rei would finish cleaning up the club and after Mercury dressed her mistress she too would straighten up the place. Closing her eyes and laying her head back on the rim of the tub, she slowly filled her lungs with the warm, wet air and told the slaves to hurry up. They responded affirmatively and she smiled unconsciously as she reclined. Her slaves were respectful, her love would be coming soon, and no doubt her rival was busy tearing her hair out at her failure. For the first time in so long, Esmeraude was happy.

*****

Esmeraude beamed in her tight, black dress as she waited for her King. Her heart pounded with excitement as she counted down the minutes until his arrival. Her luxurious green hair had been styled up and she wore a glittering diamond tiara. The dress was skimpy enough to entice him, the low neckline and the high slit showed off her body well, but it covered enough to properly receive Demando in. She would have worn something more regal but she had not been by his side in months and the Emerald Queen wanted a dress that could be removed quickly.

Kneeling at either side of her and leashed to her hand were the four slaves. They were dressed identically in simple Chinese style high collared dresses. Their breasts and asses were clothed and they wore no makeup. They were under strict orders to not look Demando in the eye and they were all aware that trying to attract him in any way would meet with a very serious response.

They waited in the main lobby as Esmeraude checked the clock on the wall for the tenth time in as many minutes. Sundown was only moments away. She caught her breath as the air began to swirl a short distance away. With the crackle of dark energy, a void seemed to appear before taking shape. In but a second the emerald haired woman would be reunited with her absent lover.

What was it that stepped through the time portal? Esmeraude’s joy quickly gave way to confusion and anger as she saw a solitary droid emerge from the blackness. It was the same one that had come earlier.

“Where is my king?” Esmeraude snarled, eliciting a choke from the kneeling girls as she wrenched their leashes back carelessly.

The droid bowed low, “I come with a message, my queen.” Before the furious woman had a chance to respond the droid began its task. In front of the drone images began to appear. Esmeraude stopped short as she saw the form of her hated rival standing before her.

“How are you doing back there in the Stone Age, Esmeraude dear?” Black Lady mocked. She wore her characteristic black dress and long styled pink hair. Her face was locked in a tight smirk that radiated victory.

Esmeraude threw her fan at the image boiling over with rage. It passed harmlessly through the pink haired projection, not stopping it for a moment. “I hope you are doing well. Are you enjoying those little sluts licking your dried up pussy? Want to see what I’ve been getting every night?”

The clothed image of the girl was replaced by her nude form kneeling in front of the King of the Black Moon, her head buried in his lap. His pleased moans assaulted Esmeraude’s ears as he guided her in her work by holding her odango. The image flickered and now she was being taken from behind, howling in ecstasy from the spirited fucking.

The dethroned queen shook violently as scene after scene of Black Lady and Demando flashed before her eyes. The pink bitch was being taken from every angle and it was clear her King was enjoying it. Tears of hate, frustration, and rage streamed down Esmeraude’s meticulously painted face as she dashed toward the offensive droid and ripped it apart. The last sound she heard before the thing fell dead was the orgasmic bliss of her hated enemy enjoying what should have been hers.

Screaming curses and tearing apart the shattered droid, Esmeraude would have exhausted herself attacking the inanimate object had she not been made reminded of the living objects behind her.

“M-mistress?” Ami squeaked plaintively.

The spurned woman snapped back at the hapless slave, her hair falling in tumbles around her face twisted by hate. They were the reasons she had been cast out of the 30th Century. She had been sent back to complete the work of activating the dark energy points that had been delayed by the four Sailor Sluts. Had they not been in her way, she could have been back at her King’s side within days and stopped Black Lady from seducing her love.

With a terrifying shriek she lunged at the cerulean haired bitch and wrapped her hands around her slim neck, “It’s all your fault!” She screamed over and over as the girl threw her hands about wildly trying to fend her off.

“You little cunts!” She spat, “I’ll fucking kill you all!”

Jupiter watched the scene with growing concern. The moment Makoto saw the droid walk through the time gate she knew the girls were in for a rough day, but the Mistress looked as though she really would kill Ami. Rei and Minako jumped to her defense but were quickly batted away and Esmeraude locked her hands back around the increasingly blue girl.

Makoto tensed. The collar around her neck reminded her of what she was, but she couldn’t allow this. It was one thing to kill an enemy in the heat of battle, it was another to strangle a girl who had submitted herself and made every effort to please her mistress in cold blood.

The brunette snapped into action and landed a snap kick straight across Esmeraude’s face. This sent her rolling a few feet away from Ami who immediately choked in a life saving breath and scurried away. The surge of battle rushed through the standing girl’s veins as the evil queen tried to gain her footing. Under most circumstances, Makoto would have allowed her enemy to have a fighting chance, but with this act of rebellion she knew it would be a fatal mistake. Esmeraude was now on one knee but otherwise unable to defend herself. The former Senshi of Jupiter raced ahead and threw out her powerful fist, dropping into a low bow stance and sending Esmeraude right back to the ground. She landed hard and wailed in pain and anger but didn’t pause as she swept her feet around, aiming for Jupiter’s legs. Quick enough to avoid falling over the brunette shuffled back and reset herself.

Esmeraude snapped to her feet and stared down the mutinous slave. “I offer you a chance at my side and this is how you repay me?” She snarled.

“I am nothing like you.” Jupiter said with finality. It was true, she had been considering the offer but she could never stand by and watch her friends be murdered.

“Then die!” Esmeraude screamed as she lunged toward her.

Had it not been for her training the martial artist might have been overpowered by the more powerful woman, but Jupiter knew that an angry enemy was a careless one. She waited for the right moment before throwing her left leg up in an arc behind her and then spinning her right leg around and landing a crushing blow straight into Esmeraude’s temple.

The green haired woman flew several feet to the side and slammed into the wall as Makoto landed on her feet. For a moment no one even breathed. Out of the corner of her eye Jupiter could see the three girls huddled together fearfully watching the body of their mistress for some sign of life.

“Kill her!” Ami sobbed suddenly, breaking the silence.

Makoto took a few careful steps toward the crumpled woman. Still no movement. She took another, knelt down and put a finger on her exposed neck. There was a pulse, barely. Jupiter brought back her hand and concentrated all of her life’s energy into her first. She would end this in one blow.

Just then the image of Sailor Moon, her always benevolent princess, flashed in her mind. No, what Jupiter had just said was true, she was nothing like Esmeraude. She would not murder a defenseless person, no matter what cruelties had been inflicted on her. She let her hand fall loose and stood up. Wordlessly she unfastened the collar around her neck and tossed it on the body of the unconscious woman and turned back toward her friends.

“Come on guys, let’s get out of here.”

“No! We have to kill her!” Ami cried, terrified at the thought of Esmeraude waking up.

Mars stood up and removed her own collar. “No, Jupiter is right.” She tossed the symbol of her slavery aside and helped the other two to their feet.

“What are we going to do?” Venus whispered, torn between her friends and the impossible idea of freedom and the life she had been forced to accept.

“We’ll go home. We’ll find Luna and Artemis.” Mars replied as she hugged Mercury reassuringly.

“But Mistress has our transformation pens. They’re still in the future.” Venus said, still unable to believe that Esmeraude had been defeated.

“We’ll figure it out.” Jupiter said with finality. “Let’s get out of here before she wakes up.”

“Come on guys, we need to save Sailor Moon.” Mars added.

With one last look at the woman who had owned them the four Sailor Senshi walked out into the streets of Tokyo as free women.


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Well that was a little short but I couldn't figure out anything to add aside from a ridiculously gratuitous final sex scene. This story is almost over, I'll have an epilogue for you soon showing what happens to Esmeraude. I hope you've all enjoyed reading it. For those of you who wanted the senshi to stay slaves, I'm sorry, but I just couldn't do that to them. I am thinking about writing a short "bad end" for this story tho where that does happen. If the inspiration comes I'll do it, I have something of an idea in mind for it. Remember to rate/review and email me at PorkChopExpress86@gmail.com.

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