The Taming of the Girl

“We have been informed of what you are, little girl,” the Cloud of Darkness informed in her breathless, regal tone. “The fool spoke highly of your abilities.”

Terra scooted away from the wraith, lips quivering in fright, arms only able to hold herself up, but not help get her to her feet and haul it to safety. “N...no...I couldn't possibly...what about the Warrior? He's the closest to Cosmos, he must have more power than I.”

“I can sense it deep within you, child. A fool he may be, but he was right about just how powerful you are. But are you fit to serve us?”

“No, no, I couldn't possibly b--”

“Oho. Is this the girl the jester spoke of?” another voice asked from nowhere. Terra and the Cloud both scanned the area for the source, before she appeared in a haze of darkness and black feathers. The Sorceress, Ultimecia. With her long, flowing fur coat barely concealing her painted and tattooed body underneath, and her long, silver hair styled into a crown fit for an empresses of time, she was truly a rival for the dark beauty of the Cloud of Darkness.

“And why are you here?” the wraith demanded, not enjoying being interrupted.

“I come on behalf of The Emperor. We heard you had captured the run away magician. I wanted to see if it was worth the effort of reclaiming her.” Ultimecia strode forward with long, regal steps.

“You feel it too, don't you?” she asked, looking Terra up and down. Terra looked back at the sorceress, still shaking scared, unable to say anything “The sure power she emanates from within.”

“Indeed,” the Cloud of Darkness concurred. “The fool was right in saying we claim her for our purposes.”

Ultimecia reached down, and grabbed Terra's arm, pulling her slowly to her feet. “And yet look at her. So frail and afraid. It will take some work to make her useful to us.”

“So that is why you are here? To see if she is worth our time?”

“No. Power like her's would be nothing but beneficial to our plans. I'm here to help you...tame her.” Ultimecia stroked Terra's young face with a gloved finger, and pulled the girl close.

Terra whimpered, unsure what was going on, as she heard Ultimecia whisper a long chant in a language Terra couldn't understand. Finally, Ultimecia tightened her grip on Terra's arm, and said the last command word of her spell in sotto voce. “Time!”

Terra could feel as though time itself hiccuped for a split second. Then, a thousand other things at once. She felt things that should contradict each other, and yet it was as though every part of her body was being stimulated.

She could feel a hand sliding up and down her thighs, while another set had taken her breasts, and squeezed and pushed at them. She could feel her nipples being pinched and nipped at, while a ghostly wetness traced around them, leaving very real saliva in its wake.

She could feel her feet being tickled and sucked at, phantom hands massaging and caressing her ankles as a similar feeling to her nipples happened to her toes, each one being coated with saliva from an invisible source.

She could feel her arms being pinned to her sides, while phantom kisses ran up and down her milky limbs. Her sides were also being caressed by these unknown forces, in spite of the fact that her arms would've been blocking any normal sources.

Her neck, shoulders, and back were all being massaged by unseen hands, releasing tension where other sensations caused her to tighten her muscles. All over her body, she could feel the sensations of her clothes being removed and replaced, while they remained stationary, if suddenly ruffled as though they were being handled earlier before.

Terra felt as though a gloved hand was draped over her mouth, squeezing the noise to a halt before they even left her mouth. And yet she could also feel the sensation of being kissed. In fact, her own tongue was moving to accommodate the invisible muscle.

Her legs twitched, at the feeling of hands around her behind, moist, phantasmal fingers poking into her asshole, her cheeks being clenched by what could be assumed as the otherwise unoccupied fingers. Her pussy was being simultaneously caressed with a gloved hand, explored with gloved fingers, and licked at with a ghostly tongue.

All the while, Ultimecia the sorceress cradled Terra in her arms, stroking at the girl's face and hair, while she spasmed and twitched in her arms, groaning and moaning behind lips firmly shut. A smile landing somewhere between tender and seductive was set across the witch's lips, marvelling at the work she had done.

“A result of your powers over time?” the Cloud of Darkness asked, over the cries of the girl.

“Indeed. I did some alterations to the time line, caused a little paradox here and there, and, as a result, she's revealing in my touch. All my touches.” She marched her fingers a few steps up the girl's stomach. “Over every. Single. Curve.”

A few seconds later, Terra gave a muffled scream behind no gag, as she stretched her body and orgasmed in the witch's arm. “My. She certainly responds quickly to extreme stimulation,” Ultimecia observed, rather amused.

“If she gets off this quickly, she is much too weak for our needs,” the Cloud argued, not taking her eyes off the captive magician.

The witch shook her head, and kept stroking at Terra's face, as she started twitching and gasping again, her nerves still tingling with the feel of a thousand erotic motions. “Not at all. She is feeling the pleasure only an entire harem at once could give. If anything, she is doing surprisingly well.”

“And how long did you ready each motion for?”

“Oh, only five minutes each.” Ultimecia began to stroke one of Terra's breasts, causing the girl to cry out louder. “I didn't want to exhaust the poor thing. We do need her for future endeavours.”

A minute or so later, as the witch continued to caress the girl, and the wraith continued to watch, Terra stiffened, and again went into orgasm, this time crying out louder than before. “Oh, and four minutes in. Certainly not enough for a third before time's up.”

A tentacle reached out from the Cloud's side, one of her anthropomorphic ones, with the enlarged mouth. It nipped at Terra's crotch, eliciting yips from the girl. “A tragedy.”

Indeed, even with the added stimulation of the Cloud's unique touch, the various sensations Terra was experiencing stopped. Ultimecia shooed the tentacle away, letting the girl slump peacefully into the witch's arms, breathing deeply, her lungs desperate for air. “Just as I thought. Poor thing. She must be so aroused, and yet too tired to do anything for it.”

“No...” Terra sighed out. Ultimecia and the Cloud looked down on the girl, as she looked up at them. “I...please...let me cum again...just one more...” she begged, her head spinning from coming down from the ministrations of Ultimecia.

The witch smiled, and nodded. “Of course. But only if you call m--” She looked up at the Cloud of Darkness, and her smile turned to a smirk. “If you call us mistress.”

Terra continued to pant in Ultimecia's arms. “Please...” she begged, looking between her two captors. “Mistresses...please let me...” A finger pressed to her lips.

“Soon enough. However, I have already taken you through two already, and even using my powers to aid in it. Only if you repay that debt will I let you cum.” Gently putting Terra on her knees, Ultimecia undid whatever kept her robe shut, and opened it so that Terra might look at her own, aroused muff. “Don't play cute and toy with me, girl,” she ordered. “I want you to get in there and lick.”

Still somewhat delirious from her own arousal, Terra only looked at Ultimecia's wet pussy, and sighed, amazed, putting her hands on Ultimecia's lips. Spreading them apart, Terra leaned her head in, and buried her tongue and the tip of her nose in Ultimecia's muff.

The sorceress choked out a gasp, and bucked her hips, a hand going to Terra's head. Curling her fingers in the girl's hair, Ultimecia kept her place. She didn't intend to force Terra deeper into herself, nor did she plan on keeping the girl at bay. She didn't even really need it for support. She just had to grab onto the girl, in a way, claiming her.

To the side, the Cloud of Darkness had had enough. She had set the trap for the girl. She had brought the girl her. She had fully intended on making the girl her slave. The sorceress, however, had to waltz in, and make the first move. In her favour, she did intend to share the girl, and make joint ownership. But she still needed to be punished for her rudeness.

Ultimecia let out a groan as Terra ate her out, when she felt cool tendrils slide across her back. She straightened up, releasing Terra's hair, and looked down at her body in alarm, as the tendrils snaked around from the back to the front, tying her arms to her sides, and propping up her shapely breasts.

She turned to yell at the Cloud of Darkness for the meaning of this, when she was met by a pair of lips, silencing her instead. The Cloud of Darkness wasted no time with pleasantries, and instead forced her tongue past Ultimecia's lips, swimming in her mouth. Her hands, meanwhile, had gone to the breasts, and squeezed at them tightly, digging in lightly with her sharpened nails.

Terra stopped eating out Ultimecia, and looked up at her mistresses in confusion. Ultimecia finally snapped her head away from the Cloud of Darkness, and looked down at Terra, opening her mouth to say something, when the Cloud clamped a hand tightly against Ultimecia's mouth, slowly scraping a clawed finger on her free hand across Ulitmecia's neck, not drawing blood, but leaving a very faint mark.

“We may both be your mistresses, little girl, but know that there is a chain of command between the three of us. And I am at the top.” She hissed, flicking her tongue against Ultimecia's ear. “She just needs a reminder in that, and we're about to hammer that home.”

One of her sentient tentacles lifted up, and bit at Ultimecia's dress, pulling it open. A simpler, narrower tentacle crawled up her bare leg, reaching higher and higher. Ultimecia's eyes widened in fright, and tried to squirm, getting the tentacle way. “I suggest you continue eating her out, girl. It will provide some relief to what I'm about to do to her.”

Terra hesitated, and nodded, before putting her lips around Ultimecia's pussy again, licking at her mistress with short little licks. Meanwhile, the Cloud of Darkness raised her little tentacle higher up Ultimecia's leg, before it curled into position. “Know your place,” she growled hotly into the witch's ear, before the tentacle plunged into her dry asshole.

Ultimecia screamed into the Cloud of Darkness's hand, trying to squirm the tentacle out of her. Terra pulled herself away from Ultimecia's pussy again. “Mistress!”

“Lick!” the Cloud of Darkness ordered. “Lick her so hard and so deep she can take her mind off of the punishment I'm giving her.” She flicked her tongue against the witch's ear, tickling at as her tentacle continued to pump in and out of her ass.

Terra let out a mewl of unease, before obeying. She began to lick Ultimecia deeper, her tongue dancing in the warm, wet walls of her pussy. She pulled in and out a few times, some of the witch's wetness dripping onto her chin. Terra felt the ticklish cum against her skin, and giggled into Ultimecia's pussy.

The witch had nothing to laugh about, letting out a yelp of discomforting pleasure whenever the tentacle gave another thrust, trying to focus on the little magician at her pussy. She groaned in sexual agony, her legs trembling.

Terra began to feel hot from all that was happening, and removed her hands from Ultimecia's hips, instead bringing one to the waistline of her leggings, which she pulled down. The other began to trace fingers around her own, begging muff, before she started to explore within herself. She only managed a few seconds of it before two tentacles grabbed her wrists, and jerked them behind her back. Terra gasped in pain, most of it being muffled by Ultimecia's pussy, as her eyes looked up at her mistresses.

She saw that Ultimecia was doing her best to stand tall under the punishment she was recieving, but her eyes were so glazed and distant that it betrayed how she had admitted defeat in her subconcious. The Cloud of Darkness's hand continued to grip tightly over her mouth, as her gaze was cold and cruel at the young magician.

“You are our slave, little girl,” she reminded. “And you are to never, ever pleasure yourself without our permission.” Her gaze softened, and her lips curled back to a neutral look. “Still, you are being a very agreeable slave. That should be rewarded, if anything.”

Yet another tentacle appeared from the void, and thrust its way into Terra's exposed pussy. She jerked her head back, gasping in pleasure, before putting her head around Ultimecia's pussy lips again, licking more eagerly than before, squirming, her bound wrists sliding up and down her back.

Ultimecia finally sought the release of pleasure, hoping it would also bring a release from the pain and discomfort in her behind. The muscles in her cunt tightened around Terra's tongue, and the witch lulled her head back, groaning loudly into the Cloud of Darkness's hand, cumming all over the girl's face.

Understanding an unspoken order, Terra lapped up Ultimecia's cum eagerly, before the tentacle in her pussy thrust harder and deeper than before. She pulled away from the witch's pussy again, screaming out in her own pleasure, her cum flowing out of her muff, down her legs, staining her leggings and her dress.

Ultimecia collapsed into the wraith's arms. Terra just collapsed. The Cloud of Darkness let Ultimecia gently to the ground, where she sat on her hands and knees. The wraith dismissed each and every tentacle except her two sentient ones, as she looked over her conquests. Ultimecia was still conscious, and she would be allowed to have joint ownership of the girl, but now she understood her place in their personal chain of command.

Terra, however, was unconscious, passed out from all the pleasure her new mistresses had given her in the past half hour. The Cloud of Darkness clicked her tongue in disgust. “Unconscious already... She's too fragile to be of any use.”

The sound of fast footsteps caught the wraith's attention, and she turned to the source. Again, she was hardly amused. “Well now. Have you not learned yet?”

Ultimecia recognized the sound of a fast approaching warrior of Cosmos. “To hell with it, she can handle this. She can fail this, too, for all I care.” With that thought, Ultimecia muttered out her spell to stop the flow of time, and teleported away.

The Onion Knight closed the distance between himself and the wraith, and stood definitely. “Are you here to challenge us again?” the Cloud of Darkness asked, looking to her feet to make Ultimecia stand and give her aid in this. Only the witch of time was gone. The Cloud of Darkness stared for a moment. “Clever girl...” she muttered under her breath.

The Onion Knight bowed his head, implementing the first part of his scheme. “I don't fight anyone I can't--” He stopped, noticing something. He sniffed the air. “What smells like...I wanna say tuna, but that's definitely not it.” He sniffed again. “What is that?”

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