Hey hey! ^.^ Well, now, wasn't that last chapter exciting? I hope to
make this next one even better, with perhaps a bit more drama in it. I hope
to introduce Diamond a bit more in this chapter, and maybe a surprise
guest, for all you fans out there of ___ shh!!!!!!! You'll find out..just
read on! . JLY! Bunny Moonstar ^.^
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon. The talented Naoko Takeuchi does and I would just like to thank her for creating Sailormoon. It inspires us all.
Rated: R for sexual situations, coarse language, and perhaps a bit of kinky stuff in some chapters.hehe.
Summary: Whips and Chains is simply about Mamoru Chiba, the head slaver of a major slave incorporation. He is handed over a beautiful pleasure slave brought in at the age of 14, Usagi Tsukino. He becomes quite attached to her and begins treating her as if she was an ordinary wealthy woman. And even though Mamoru is the boss of Slavers Inc., there always seems to be a kink in his plans, starting with the incredibly handsome Diamond, another slave who has his sights set on Usagi, and maybe a little more than sights..
Whips and Chains
The day shone bright once again. For Usagi, this had been a second time for her that daylight seemed to overpower the darkness. The first was when she was released from her father's house.
She was pleased with herself. She was certain that Mamoru hadn't taken advantage of her. After all, she was the one making the moves in the first place. He just followed along, and oh how well he followed. She could clearly imagine how well they fit together, how well they mated. It was like a sign, a symbol, a miracle, and this was the reason for Usagi's sudden motive to visit a church and repent for all of her sins.
The priest behind the confession booth cleared his voice and instructed Usagi to begin with her sins and pleas for forgiveness. She told him more than she bargained for; how she was constantly raped by her father, how the Stergons never gave one little damn about her, and how she had made love with a total stranger last night, but to her, he wasn't a stranger. It was like he was her soul mate, although she only knew parts of him. She was yet to find out his past and his hopes for the future.
The priest listened and when Usagi had finished confessing, she left the church in hopes of finding a bakery or café along the way.
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"Ha! What a laugh. That Mamoru making love to a girl like her, and I always thought of him as an all-time low. What could she possibly see in him?" Diamond snorted out as he paced the room. He knew what went on during the night, last night, his most depressing night. First of all, the day sucked, starting with Mamoru confronting him and practically yelling at him for mind-seducing Usagi the day before. Then, he could distinctly hear the noises; the moans and the groans from upstairs in Mamoru's bedroom. He was already fucking his new slave, and by what Diamond could hear, she liked it. And for some odd reason, it was killing Diamond. Was it because of his pride, because he didn't get the girl for once? Was it because Mamoru had yelled at him, threatening to lower his position at Slavers Inc. down to beginners? Was it because Diamond had been denied any pleasure last night because his boss was fucking the girl that he had wanted to hump ever since he first saw her?
Emerald watched her master from behind her black framed glasses, smirking underneath her straight, expressionless face. What was it that this girl, Usagi, had that she herself did not? After all, she was considered to be one of the best slaves in the county, not to mention her well curved body with her lucious long legs and rounded breasts that made pretty much every man get down on their knees and drool for her. There was only one exception; Mamoru Chiba.
Mamoru was the first man who never gave her so much as a passing glance. To him, she was just another whore on the street, fucking for money and begging men to take a peek at the packages she was willing to sell for a few measly dollars to get by for the next day. Then, Diamond came along. Oh, he was so handsome with his long, silver hair draped over his shoulders. His uniform crisp and professional, but sexy nonetheless. He was every woman's dream lover, and by the look in his eyes, she was his. But now, that girl, that bitch, Usagi, was stealing the heart out of the very man she loved. How dare she.
"Emerald, are you even listening to a damn word I'm saying?" Her attention snapped and fluttered right back to him. "I'm sorry master. My thoughts were being carried away. I was being selfish. Go on." But instead of going on, Diamond flopped down into his favorite chair and began to rub his head. And that, Emerald decided, was her cue. Sneaking her way into his lap and curling up next to him was something she had learned to do whenever her master was tired, angry, sad, or just plain bored. Often times, they ended up on the floor or his desk, but once in a while, they would remain in his chair, snuggled up against each other and praying silently that the worse would pass.
Diamond tightened his grip around his slave. He was feeling sexually frustrated at the moment, and he supposed now would be the best time to put his slave to work. After all, she wasn't just going to sleep in his bed every night and eat his food without having some sort of payment on her soul.
A grin crept slowly onto his face as he lifted his arms up to her beloved emerald hair, and tugged as hard as he could, and to his excitement, she screamed. It was some sort of twisted pleasure he got out of watching women scream and yell for mercy. He loved fucking his slaves against the wall while tying their hands and legs to the shackles that remained on the wall; a symbol of his dominance. Emerald flung her head back and screamed, feeling the painful tug of both emotional and physical abuse. She finally noticed that he was only using her for a toy when he was fucked up in the head. She finally knew the truth in her head, but was she really going to believe it? Was she really going to let her stupid conscience take control of her wants, her needs? Hell no. She was going to milk this man for all of the love he was willing to give, and someday, she'd find herself down that aisle with a pretty dress on and the beautiful golden ring on that left hand sparkling as she flashed it to all who dared to ask her about it. It was a dream she constantly wanted, and this time, she'd fight that son-of-a-bitch Usagi for the man she wanted more than sex.
Diamond began to lick down the center of her displayed throat. He loved it when Emerald was there in his arms. He knew that she was always willing, ready, hot and wet for him whenever he pleased to use her and have wild sex with her. It thrilled him to no end to know that a woman could be so touched by him, so moved, so aroused. He loved it, and he would cherish every moment of it whenever the time came. Pulling her down to the ground, their bodies still attached, he felt his manhood rising. The blood was boiling in his veins and in his loins, but he wasn't about to take her just now. He wanted to feel her skin under his before he would make his grand entrance.
Ripping open her cream colored blouse with his teeth, he seeked for glory with his hands. Then, he found it; two beautiful, round shapes that seemed to mold under his hands like clay, but tasted soft and milky like peaches drenched in cream. Now, he would taste like he had so many times before. Slashing aside the bra that blocked his mouth and tongue away from her seductive features, he finally found what he was looking for and filled his greedy mouth with one of both wonders. Tasting, touching, longing were the only senses that he had.
Moans of pleasure and a broken innocence escaped from Emerald's mouth. She felt excitement build up in her bones and heat rising all over her damp skin. It was simply heaven; a magic that would never wear out. Now, all that was left was the mating, the joining of two bodies. It was always Emerald's favorite part of the act. Of course, she enjoyed the pleasurable pit stops, but then again, who wouldn't want to meet that final destination?
Suddenly, the door flew open and gasps rang out from both Emerald and Mamoru. 'Why in the Hell is he here? Can't he tell that he just ruined possibly the best thing that's happened to me all day? Why won't he just knock? Oh yes.it's all because he's the big, bad boss of the corporation. Well, my Diamond will show him, that's right. He'll show him good.'
Removing his mouth from its cupped position on one of Emerald's breasts, Diamond refocused on what was going on. His mind was in a daze. After all, Emerald had put on so damn much of that perfume of hers onto her lucious body. It was like she was trying to just kill him. Then, he spotted Mamoru, standing in the doorway, his eyes locked on both of the tangled bodies on the floor of Diamond's office. How inviting. Finally, Mamoru cleared his throat.
"Umm, Diamond, we really need to speak. We have a new recruit, and I would like to give you the assignment to train him to the best of his abilities. He's young, handsome, and from what I've heard from his traveling slave, he's quite the charmer." Fake chuckles rang out from Diamond's mouth. 'Of course, Mamoru needs me for another stupid mission; another stupid assignment to train the newest recruit. Oh how I HATE that job. Being an assistant manager of a major corporation is too damn boring, but at least I get paid quite well in hot women and high paychecks. I guess you have to give to receive, although I never really did like that saying.'
"Sure, Mamoru. Anything you say, boss." 'And I'll give him the cheap ass smile.' Doing just as he thought, Diamond smiled gladly, and Mamoru just turned and walked away. 'Heh, it always works.'
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Filing paperwork came so natural to Ami that she merely ever needed assistance. It became her destiny to shuffle papers and deliver memos to her co-workers when she first stumbled onto the Slavers Inc. building.
There was two men standing outside, collecting donations and begging pedestrians for food or work. The kind blue-haired woman stopped, opened her change purse, and handed each man a buck 50. It was this simple act of courtesy that drove Diamond to the edge. She was so beautiful, and vulnerable. If only he could hire her for his company, newly built and organized with his best pal, Mamoru Chiba.
That's when everyone grand happened for her. Diamond approached her, taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss upon it. "My lady, your act of kindness has inspired me to hire you for a job. Would you be interested?" Ami, not wanting to fall into a bigger trap than hoping for, declined, until Diamond pulled her close and demanded that she come see what he had in mind. Then, everything went hazy.
Once Diamond had gotten Ami inside his quarters, he began the seducing. First, peeling off every layer of clothing that he had on. Then, peeling off every layer of clothing that she had on. He led her to his large, four-poster bed and pleasured her, bringing her to a world beyond any other world worth living in. She became his world when she accepted his offer to become Slavers Inc.'s newest secretary, and she loved every moment of every day. Often times, Diamond would give her extra hours off, just to hold her and love her. Everything was perfect.until that bitch Emerald found her way into Diamond's bed. Then, he found no use for her, and she became just another secretary in a major corporation.
"Miss Mizuno, how lovely you do look this fine day." Ami stared up to find out who her admirer could be, when she just about gasped. It was none other than Motoki, her ex-boyfriend from years before. She hadn't seen him since they split ways in high school, and my how the time had changed him.
He was absolutely gorgeous! Everything about him was so right. His sandy blonde hair, his deep pools of chestnut in his eyes, his muscular body. For a moment, Ami dreamt of sliding along his body, moaning out his name in pants and short breaths. She could hear it now, in her head, until she realized that the sound was coming above her. Blushing in embarrassment, she stood from her chair and held out a hand for the guest. "Welcome to Slavers Inc., Motoki. Long time, no see." Nodding in reply, the man took her hand and flipped it over, kissing her palm softly. "Yes, Ami. It's been quite a long time," he said seductively, causing heat to bunch up in Ami's cheeks. Afraid to stutter out something she'd probably regret in the future, Ami nodded in agreement.
Before a conversation could even begin, Motoki was greeted by Mamoru. "Motoki!" Holding out his hand and smiling widely, Mamoru approached the front desk and to his guest. Shaking hands, the men exchanged grins and laughs. "Welcome to my home, Motoki. It's the place where I live, breathe, eat, sleep, fuck, pretty much everything under the sun." Motoki nodded and smiled. " My My Mamoru, you sure have built yourself a huge place. I've never seen a slave incorporation as big as this. How many slaves do you have in here?"
"Heh, Motoki, dear friend. Let's discuss business later when the meeting begins. I want you to take a tour of my lovely home first. You'll find that maybe you won't be able to leave as soon as you thought." He nudged Motoki in his ribs, winking slyly. "What do you say, Motoki? Would you like to meet some of my slaves, have a little fun?" Motoki grinned and laughed. "You know me, Mamoru. Lead me to the women." With these last few words, the men walked off up the stairways and up to the slave quarters, leaving Ami in awe. "Wow.Motoki sure has changed.."
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Well, I don't know if you liked this chapter or not. I just tried to finish it as soon as possible. I'm sorry that it's been so long for me to update and I'm sorry if this chapter sucks and that it's so short. I've been so busy o.o Anyways, I'm in the process of writing an original fic as well if you'd like to check it out. I'll try updating the next chapter soon. JLY! Bunny Moonstar ^.^
Disclaimer: I do not own Sailormoon. The talented Naoko Takeuchi does and I would just like to thank her for creating Sailormoon. It inspires us all.
Rated: R for sexual situations, coarse language, and perhaps a bit of kinky stuff in some chapters.hehe.
Summary: Whips and Chains is simply about Mamoru Chiba, the head slaver of a major slave incorporation. He is handed over a beautiful pleasure slave brought in at the age of 14, Usagi Tsukino. He becomes quite attached to her and begins treating her as if she was an ordinary wealthy woman. And even though Mamoru is the boss of Slavers Inc., there always seems to be a kink in his plans, starting with the incredibly handsome Diamond, another slave who has his sights set on Usagi, and maybe a little more than sights..
Whips and Chains
The day shone bright once again. For Usagi, this had been a second time for her that daylight seemed to overpower the darkness. The first was when she was released from her father's house.
She was pleased with herself. She was certain that Mamoru hadn't taken advantage of her. After all, she was the one making the moves in the first place. He just followed along, and oh how well he followed. She could clearly imagine how well they fit together, how well they mated. It was like a sign, a symbol, a miracle, and this was the reason for Usagi's sudden motive to visit a church and repent for all of her sins.
The priest behind the confession booth cleared his voice and instructed Usagi to begin with her sins and pleas for forgiveness. She told him more than she bargained for; how she was constantly raped by her father, how the Stergons never gave one little damn about her, and how she had made love with a total stranger last night, but to her, he wasn't a stranger. It was like he was her soul mate, although she only knew parts of him. She was yet to find out his past and his hopes for the future.
The priest listened and when Usagi had finished confessing, she left the church in hopes of finding a bakery or café along the way.
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"Ha! What a laugh. That Mamoru making love to a girl like her, and I always thought of him as an all-time low. What could she possibly see in him?" Diamond snorted out as he paced the room. He knew what went on during the night, last night, his most depressing night. First of all, the day sucked, starting with Mamoru confronting him and practically yelling at him for mind-seducing Usagi the day before. Then, he could distinctly hear the noises; the moans and the groans from upstairs in Mamoru's bedroom. He was already fucking his new slave, and by what Diamond could hear, she liked it. And for some odd reason, it was killing Diamond. Was it because of his pride, because he didn't get the girl for once? Was it because Mamoru had yelled at him, threatening to lower his position at Slavers Inc. down to beginners? Was it because Diamond had been denied any pleasure last night because his boss was fucking the girl that he had wanted to hump ever since he first saw her?
Emerald watched her master from behind her black framed glasses, smirking underneath her straight, expressionless face. What was it that this girl, Usagi, had that she herself did not? After all, she was considered to be one of the best slaves in the county, not to mention her well curved body with her lucious long legs and rounded breasts that made pretty much every man get down on their knees and drool for her. There was only one exception; Mamoru Chiba.
Mamoru was the first man who never gave her so much as a passing glance. To him, she was just another whore on the street, fucking for money and begging men to take a peek at the packages she was willing to sell for a few measly dollars to get by for the next day. Then, Diamond came along. Oh, he was so handsome with his long, silver hair draped over his shoulders. His uniform crisp and professional, but sexy nonetheless. He was every woman's dream lover, and by the look in his eyes, she was his. But now, that girl, that bitch, Usagi, was stealing the heart out of the very man she loved. How dare she.
"Emerald, are you even listening to a damn word I'm saying?" Her attention snapped and fluttered right back to him. "I'm sorry master. My thoughts were being carried away. I was being selfish. Go on." But instead of going on, Diamond flopped down into his favorite chair and began to rub his head. And that, Emerald decided, was her cue. Sneaking her way into his lap and curling up next to him was something she had learned to do whenever her master was tired, angry, sad, or just plain bored. Often times, they ended up on the floor or his desk, but once in a while, they would remain in his chair, snuggled up against each other and praying silently that the worse would pass.
Diamond tightened his grip around his slave. He was feeling sexually frustrated at the moment, and he supposed now would be the best time to put his slave to work. After all, she wasn't just going to sleep in his bed every night and eat his food without having some sort of payment on her soul.
A grin crept slowly onto his face as he lifted his arms up to her beloved emerald hair, and tugged as hard as he could, and to his excitement, she screamed. It was some sort of twisted pleasure he got out of watching women scream and yell for mercy. He loved fucking his slaves against the wall while tying their hands and legs to the shackles that remained on the wall; a symbol of his dominance. Emerald flung her head back and screamed, feeling the painful tug of both emotional and physical abuse. She finally noticed that he was only using her for a toy when he was fucked up in the head. She finally knew the truth in her head, but was she really going to believe it? Was she really going to let her stupid conscience take control of her wants, her needs? Hell no. She was going to milk this man for all of the love he was willing to give, and someday, she'd find herself down that aisle with a pretty dress on and the beautiful golden ring on that left hand sparkling as she flashed it to all who dared to ask her about it. It was a dream she constantly wanted, and this time, she'd fight that son-of-a-bitch Usagi for the man she wanted more than sex.
Diamond began to lick down the center of her displayed throat. He loved it when Emerald was there in his arms. He knew that she was always willing, ready, hot and wet for him whenever he pleased to use her and have wild sex with her. It thrilled him to no end to know that a woman could be so touched by him, so moved, so aroused. He loved it, and he would cherish every moment of it whenever the time came. Pulling her down to the ground, their bodies still attached, he felt his manhood rising. The blood was boiling in his veins and in his loins, but he wasn't about to take her just now. He wanted to feel her skin under his before he would make his grand entrance.
Ripping open her cream colored blouse with his teeth, he seeked for glory with his hands. Then, he found it; two beautiful, round shapes that seemed to mold under his hands like clay, but tasted soft and milky like peaches drenched in cream. Now, he would taste like he had so many times before. Slashing aside the bra that blocked his mouth and tongue away from her seductive features, he finally found what he was looking for and filled his greedy mouth with one of both wonders. Tasting, touching, longing were the only senses that he had.
Moans of pleasure and a broken innocence escaped from Emerald's mouth. She felt excitement build up in her bones and heat rising all over her damp skin. It was simply heaven; a magic that would never wear out. Now, all that was left was the mating, the joining of two bodies. It was always Emerald's favorite part of the act. Of course, she enjoyed the pleasurable pit stops, but then again, who wouldn't want to meet that final destination?
Suddenly, the door flew open and gasps rang out from both Emerald and Mamoru. 'Why in the Hell is he here? Can't he tell that he just ruined possibly the best thing that's happened to me all day? Why won't he just knock? Oh yes.it's all because he's the big, bad boss of the corporation. Well, my Diamond will show him, that's right. He'll show him good.'
Removing his mouth from its cupped position on one of Emerald's breasts, Diamond refocused on what was going on. His mind was in a daze. After all, Emerald had put on so damn much of that perfume of hers onto her lucious body. It was like she was trying to just kill him. Then, he spotted Mamoru, standing in the doorway, his eyes locked on both of the tangled bodies on the floor of Diamond's office. How inviting. Finally, Mamoru cleared his throat.
"Umm, Diamond, we really need to speak. We have a new recruit, and I would like to give you the assignment to train him to the best of his abilities. He's young, handsome, and from what I've heard from his traveling slave, he's quite the charmer." Fake chuckles rang out from Diamond's mouth. 'Of course, Mamoru needs me for another stupid mission; another stupid assignment to train the newest recruit. Oh how I HATE that job. Being an assistant manager of a major corporation is too damn boring, but at least I get paid quite well in hot women and high paychecks. I guess you have to give to receive, although I never really did like that saying.'
"Sure, Mamoru. Anything you say, boss." 'And I'll give him the cheap ass smile.' Doing just as he thought, Diamond smiled gladly, and Mamoru just turned and walked away. 'Heh, it always works.'
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Filing paperwork came so natural to Ami that she merely ever needed assistance. It became her destiny to shuffle papers and deliver memos to her co-workers when she first stumbled onto the Slavers Inc. building.
There was two men standing outside, collecting donations and begging pedestrians for food or work. The kind blue-haired woman stopped, opened her change purse, and handed each man a buck 50. It was this simple act of courtesy that drove Diamond to the edge. She was so beautiful, and vulnerable. If only he could hire her for his company, newly built and organized with his best pal, Mamoru Chiba.
That's when everyone grand happened for her. Diamond approached her, taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss upon it. "My lady, your act of kindness has inspired me to hire you for a job. Would you be interested?" Ami, not wanting to fall into a bigger trap than hoping for, declined, until Diamond pulled her close and demanded that she come see what he had in mind. Then, everything went hazy.
Once Diamond had gotten Ami inside his quarters, he began the seducing. First, peeling off every layer of clothing that he had on. Then, peeling off every layer of clothing that she had on. He led her to his large, four-poster bed and pleasured her, bringing her to a world beyond any other world worth living in. She became his world when she accepted his offer to become Slavers Inc.'s newest secretary, and she loved every moment of every day. Often times, Diamond would give her extra hours off, just to hold her and love her. Everything was perfect.until that bitch Emerald found her way into Diamond's bed. Then, he found no use for her, and she became just another secretary in a major corporation.
"Miss Mizuno, how lovely you do look this fine day." Ami stared up to find out who her admirer could be, when she just about gasped. It was none other than Motoki, her ex-boyfriend from years before. She hadn't seen him since they split ways in high school, and my how the time had changed him.
He was absolutely gorgeous! Everything about him was so right. His sandy blonde hair, his deep pools of chestnut in his eyes, his muscular body. For a moment, Ami dreamt of sliding along his body, moaning out his name in pants and short breaths. She could hear it now, in her head, until she realized that the sound was coming above her. Blushing in embarrassment, she stood from her chair and held out a hand for the guest. "Welcome to Slavers Inc., Motoki. Long time, no see." Nodding in reply, the man took her hand and flipped it over, kissing her palm softly. "Yes, Ami. It's been quite a long time," he said seductively, causing heat to bunch up in Ami's cheeks. Afraid to stutter out something she'd probably regret in the future, Ami nodded in agreement.
Before a conversation could even begin, Motoki was greeted by Mamoru. "Motoki!" Holding out his hand and smiling widely, Mamoru approached the front desk and to his guest. Shaking hands, the men exchanged grins and laughs. "Welcome to my home, Motoki. It's the place where I live, breathe, eat, sleep, fuck, pretty much everything under the sun." Motoki nodded and smiled. " My My Mamoru, you sure have built yourself a huge place. I've never seen a slave incorporation as big as this. How many slaves do you have in here?"
"Heh, Motoki, dear friend. Let's discuss business later when the meeting begins. I want you to take a tour of my lovely home first. You'll find that maybe you won't be able to leave as soon as you thought." He nudged Motoki in his ribs, winking slyly. "What do you say, Motoki? Would you like to meet some of my slaves, have a little fun?" Motoki grinned and laughed. "You know me, Mamoru. Lead me to the women." With these last few words, the men walked off up the stairways and up to the slave quarters, leaving Ami in awe. "Wow.Motoki sure has changed.."
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Well, I don't know if you liked this chapter or not. I just tried to finish it as soon as possible. I'm sorry that it's been so long for me to update and I'm sorry if this chapter sucks and that it's so short. I've been so busy o.o Anyways, I'm in the process of writing an original fic as well if you'd like to check it out. I'll try updating the next chapter soon. JLY! Bunny Moonstar ^.^