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PokeSlave Trainer

Chapter Five "Temporary Reversal and Rescue"

Arturia

The earlier feeling that I had lost something precious after Morgan had placed padlocks linking the chains of my new metal bikini had quickly revealed itself after I had returned to the bedroom that had Morgan had used since my capture to grind away my resistance.

I screamed in agony and begged while tugging at my bikini, trying everything to get it off. It was so tight that I couldn't even sneak in a single finger. The chains and padlock was so sturdy that in my powerless state it was impossible to break. All I could do was futile punch and slap at the unyielding metal bikini that locked my breasts and vagina away.

If there someone had said that there was worse than pain as torture I wouldn't have believed them before my capture. Morgan had used pain to great effect to weaken my resolve to get my to submit a few times in the past. Yet, pleasure had been the finishing blow for my past submissions. I never would have imagined being forced to experience the wonderful feeling of nearly reaching the peak and having an orgasm robbed from me was so painful.

The "ruined orgasm" that I had come to learn was something Morgan had used a handful of times in the past, but they had never felt so frustratingly aggravating as the multiple ruined orgasm I had felt in rapid succession. I had endured a few minutes of it at best, which at that time had failed like hours, and not the days-like series of ruined orgasm that had likely lasted several hours.

"Please Morgan! Let me have an orgasm!" I screamed on the top of my lungs. "Just one orgasm is enough." It didn't seem enough for Morgan so I did what I had vowed not to do. "Master please, I beg you. Your slave pleads for your forgiveness. I swear to never attempt to-"

"Detecting owner being in danger. Emergency protocols engaged. Releasing Pokeslave," said a mechanical voice.

"What do you mean by that? How could Morgan be in danger?" I shouted in disbelief as Morgan was a powerful and skilled opponent that even I was wary of fighting alone. If I had the choice I would only engage with the aid of an army or elite fighting force such as my Knights of the Roundtable.

"Detecting no room to complete a safe materialization. Moving onto secondary protocols. Summoning medium detected. Beginning materialization."

The bedroom around me disappeared and I found myself surrounded by white light as I felt getting larger and my essence change. The white light disappeared and I found myself…

My ability to look around was robbed from me as my eyes closed shut as waves of pleasure washed over me. It wasn't like I had every felt before. Instead of building in a fast and powerful manner that resulted in an orgasm, orgasms erupted one after another as naturally and automatically as breathing or my heart pounding.

I had been in hell with heaven just steps away, but locked out my reach with the ruined orgasms. What happened to me was completely the opposite. I felt like I was in heaven, but it was rapid and powerful that the pleasure might have turned into pain.

"Detecting unsustainable level of Sex Damage. Ability to protect Owner's safety compromised. Initiating treatment." The mechanical voice spoke inside my mind instead through sound like it had previously.

It was immediate. The orgasms started to subside so quickly that it became weak enough for me to ignore for the most part. I quickly looked around to assess my situation. My limbs had been entombed in some sort crystal. It was solid enough that in my sealed state I couldn't break free.

"Initiating temporary emergency shutdown of Limiters to protect Owner."

Unrestrained power that seemed a lifetime ago returned and I crackled as a quintessential part of my identity was at my call. I turned my Od into magical energy and channeled into my limbs to execute a technique known as Mana Burst. The crystal shattered like it didn't exist.

I landed on the ground with my limbs free.

Finally, I got to look around. It seemed like I was in some building, but the insides were very bizarre. I was reminded of the crystalline structure often found in beehives.

"Warning! Recommend immediately removal of objects inflicting sex damage. If left unattended rationality may be overwhelmed by sexual desire."

I had been so lost in regaining my powers and scrutinizing my surroundings that I had ignored the muted pleasure hitting me. I looked down to see what objects the mechanical voice was referring to. The objects were quickly revealed and I tore out the whip-like object in my mouth then worked downwards to rub off those attached to my breasts, vagina and anus. The muted pleasure disappeared entirely afterwards.

It felt good that I wasn't suffering pleasure against my will and my powers had returned.

Since I was free, I looked down at my chest suspiciously. I grabbed it and inspected it. The breasts were far larger than mine. My breasts were much smaller as a result of my stunted growth when Calibur had frozen my physical body of that of a fifteen year old girl. Caliburn might have eventually broken a few years later, but Avalon had been there to replace and take over to stop me from aging.

My limbs were also longer. I felt taller and had more reach. At the same time, they were thinner, lacking the muscles I had developed during my combat training and years on the battlefield.

The thing that caught my eye the most wasn't my larger breasts, longer and thinner limbs. It was the gray-white hair that came down that reached all the way towards my waist. This body clearly didn't belong to me, and I had a sneaking suspicion that…

"Correct. Your current body belongs to Owner, otherwise known as Morgan le Fay."

My feet became cold and I had the sudden urge to kill myself. Even if I was to die, if I could take Morgan down with me then I considered it a worthy tra… I screamed as pain hit me. It was the familiar pain of punishing me for disobedience. No, this time it was the pain from even daring to harm Morgan.

"Warning! Any attempt to harm Owner's body will result in swift and agonizing punishment. Your mission objective is to escape and prevent as much damage to the body."

As if pain could stop me from…

I moaned out as pleasure washed over me and I imagined the praises and award from my Master for saving her life…

Shit! I screwed my eyes shut. I couldn't physically feel my slave collar and crest on my new body, but I could feel their presence. I might be in Morgan's body, but I wasn't free from my ever-watching and aware captors. Cursing my bad luck, I turned to see if they were anyone around.

If I couldn't harm Morgan and I needed to save her, I was going to demand that she unlocked the new bikini that trapped my breasts and vagina. She might have captured me and trying to torture me into submission, but she still had a sense of honor that would force her to comply as Morgan was never the type to be owing favors.

I didn't know how Morgan had been captured as she was just as powerful and skilled, if not more than me. The only department she was lacking might be battle experience as she was more of a politician that used powerful magecraft to supplement her devious mind, slippery tongue and enchanting beauty than a warrior such as myself.

Yet, for some reason, I had a sinking feeling that my act of shoving the unknown powder that caused pleasure and enflamed sexual desires might have something to do with my sister's capture.

Whatever the case, I shook my head. I needed to get Morgan's body to safety.

The first order of the day was equipment. There was no way I was going to fight out naked! Even the pathetic excuse of an armor, the skimpy and damned metal bikini possessed some sort of enchantment that provided a magic barrier to protect the body as seen by my fight with the bee-girl.

I summoned my war gear. A sword, metal bikini and properly armored limbs didn't materialize to my surprise. A familiar staff and dress that Morgan carried and wore appeared.

"Owner's habits interfered with summoning. Retry, focusing on the familiar process again more than you normally do."

The second time, I didn't repeat the same mistake. Excalibur appeared in my hands while the metal bikini didn't appear. It was proper armor and almost the same as what I had worn in the past. The only unusual new feature was that it was more steam-lines, hugging my body and emphasis my female form more. One obvious example was how instead of a single bulge around the upper torso that would deflect weapons with its smooth and curvy shape there were no bulges that molded perfectly to my breasts.

"Owner's fashion choice for proper armor when not humiliating you into submission," explained the mechanical voice.

I snorted. It wasn't close to my definition of proper armor, but it protected everything that was supposed to be covered. What I lacked was a helmet to protect my head, and I doubt Morgan would want hide my face. I didn't pay too much attention to my looks as much as other women did thanks to my upbringing as male, but I knew that it was beautiful enough to have charmed many women and even a few men during my time as King Arthur.

"Hey, the Mana flow has been interrupted. Someone check it out."

"The Mana Reactor has escaped its restraints!"

"Call backup, we need to capture the Mana Reactor at all costs. It is the thing that can bring our Hive's prosperity to never seen heights!"

My surroundings stirred with activity as men and women sharing many features with a bee like the bee-girl that I had fought earlier and lost to started to gather around with weapons drawn.

Morgan

"Are you enjoying your stay?" A voice that sounded liked Arturia whispered into my ear.

I shuddered in pleasure as the voice owner played with my breast and vagina. If anyone had ever dared to tell me a story of karma returning the favor of my actions then I wouldn't have ever believed it. Almost as in mockery of what I had done to Arturia when I first captured her, a look-alike with her exact appearance and look had appeared to do the exact same things to me.

"What are you?" I growled out with great effort as I struggled to ignore the pleasure the look-alike was inflicting on me. "A Demi-Bee hive is unlikely to have the means to get your services."

"I'm not a person, but the AI of the illegal Ultraball that Team Rocket had given you," said the lookalike as she pinched my clitoris, nearly triggering my creeping orgasm. My eyes widened in pleasure and disbelief. "Yes, the very same Pokeball that caught Arturia and imprisons her. You have swapped places with her temporarily as she is using your body to escape the Demi-Bee hive. Everything you are seeing is virtual reality."

"The pokeball ca-"

She interrupted me by pinching my clitoris and tucking it roughly as if threatening to tear it off if I finished my sentence.

"Giovanni as a joke installed an illegal modification of the normal Taming Cycle that broke and mold Pokemon and Pokeslaves into submission. It would only activate if the pokeball's emergency protocols to protect the owner. If you, Morgan le Fay, someone that had the powers and skills to rank amongst the Legendaries couldn't protect yourself and relied on whatever pokeslave you caught then Giovanni thought maybe your victim deserves to be in charge. Hence, a possible change of who is in charge."

"Argh!" I screamed as the newest orgasm hit me.

"Is the big, bad Morgan wanting another orgasm?" taunted the lookalike while both hands reached for my breasts and massaged around. I grunt defiantly in response. "Anyway… If you can't withstand the same as what Arturia has gone through you don't deserve to be the Tamer, and instead the slave. Of course, Arturia conversion into a Pokeslave is irreversible but there are plenty of submissive Tamers with dominant Pokeslaves that the PokeLeague laws accepts."

"Please, no…" I whimpered as another orgasm came so close, and I couldn't imagine how pathetic I looked or how frustrating it was that I was not in control.

"But there is a fine line a submissive Tamer must face as they cannot fully succumb to their slave's influence or be deemed an illegal Tamer that was threat to the common good of the Kanto Pokeleague." She whispered seductively. "If you do succumb from the same training that you're putting Arturia through then you deemed a criminal and forced to run. Perfect to join Team Rocket that would protect you. You will have the power and authority second to Giovanni."

For just a moment, I imagined my role being swapped with Arturia. How she would be the master and I was the obedient… I quickly shook my head and cursed the AI that had been corrupted by Giovanni's "so called" joke. It was infecting my mind just as it had been programmed to subjugate Pokemon and Pokeslave.

"Enjoy your brief stay while Arturia takes your body to safety and take this as a warning to never fall into a predicament again or you may find yourself turning into the slave with Arturia as your Master."

I moaned in frustration and whimpered that I would endure Level 4 Taming Cycle thanks to an illegal programming modification of all things. It scared me that I would endure this until Arturia got my body to safety.

Arturia if you don't get my body somehow safe soon then you're going to regret it! I vowed and thought of things I was going to do to my slave when I got out.

"Oh, you're should be worrying about yourself. I am going to engrave the pleasure of obedience that you got Arturia addicted to…"

Arturia

It be a lie to say that I didn't enjoy using Morgan's body thanks to two traits.

Magic Circuits were located in the soul so I didn't possess Morgan's magic circuits, but my soul that had taken over Morgan's body and brought my own as I took temporarily possession. In simple terms my Magic Circuits were just better. If a Magic Circuit were called a machine to create magical energy then I possessed the incredibly rare Magic Core, composed of many more and potent Magic Circuits beyond what humans normally possessed, that my ability to produce magical energy far outstripped any human and comparable on level with a dragon.

Morgan's Magic Circuits might not be around in this body, but the years of use had ingrained itself like muscle memory. The precise and efficient usage of Od. Absorbing Mana from the atmosphere. Combining Od and Mana to create Magical Energy and fuel devastating magecraft in an accurate manner that made Morgan worthy the title of Archmage.

These new traits of my own Magic Core and Morgan's imprinted habit were now at my disposal.

I crackled and must have seen like a villain to the bee-like humanoids that I were taken by the scores. Well if the crackling made me look more fearsome and strike fear into my enemy it was better for me. Every advantage mattered to the success of escaping with Morgan's body.

Excalibur cut through weapon, armor and flesh with ease. I made sure to inflict wounds that were damaging such as major muscles and joints so the injured would be knocked out of the fight. It would have been easier to kill my enemy, but I called upon my experience as King Arthur. A dead enemy meant one less enemy to face, but an injured meant more than one was taken out of the fight as several soldiers had to treat and evacuate the wounded while some acted as guards.

My tactic was working wonders as instead of killing about a hundred, more than two hundred were unable to fight against me. And it the demi-bees seemed less hostile as a result. If I somehow screwed up and got defeated they were less likely to kill me.

"Warning. The demi-bees have switched tactics from inflicting harm to causing Sex Damage."

I became flushed when I recalled how I had been defeated previously. The defeat had been humiliating because I hadn't been defeated by someone that was more powerful, skilled or experienced in fighting then me. My defeat had come from something that I had never expected as my sexual urges exploded, robbing me of my rational. The worst was that I had been touching myself like a slut while begging for sex.

My face turned a darker shade of red wen I recalled… the dart… vial and… dusty substance.

If the demi-bees were going to even think about winning again through sexual means then I wasn't ever going to lose the same way. My previous plans of reducing enemy manpower through wounding instead of killing went out the window. I needed to end things quickly and get out fast.

I brought my sword above my head as I channeled immense amounts of magical energy into it. Golden light gathered at the tip of my sword and spread to the rest of the blade. When I knew enough magical energy had gathered, I brought it down and pointed at largest gathering of enemies.

"Excalibur!" I screamed out my weapon's name and light exploded outwards.

Dozens of demi-bees disappeared in the bright light that turned them into ash. The walls ceased to exist, melting under the extreme temperatures. The enemy quickly fell into disarray as they were struck by shock and fear at my released Noble Phantasm.

I didn't just stand there to observe what the enemy was doing. I got out of there immediately without looking back. My job was to get out and take my current body somewhere safe. It was something that I wanted nothing more to do as I never wanted to lose again due to sexual means and be robbed of my rational to act properly.

The tunnel created by Excalibur eventually led out of what looked like under the ground as I landed in a forest. I didn't know exactly where I was but the trees and plants matched the ones when I fought my first demi-bee opponent so I had to be in the same forest at least.

The smell of smoke caught my nose. It was the scent of meat being cooked and I rushed in that direction with the aid of Mana Burst as I leaped through the air with superhuman strength. I quickly moved to find a large settlement nearby.