Mistresses of the World of Ruin

A Madam, Barb-E, and Dahling came out to the floor where the three heroes were knocked out. The three were chattering loudly and laughing, touching each other playfully as their heels clicked loudly on the palatial ground.

Barb-E was applying a coat of sensual brown lipstick to her lips- she puckered and then put her tube between her breasts, “I think I’ll be doing a lot of kissing, girls… maybe you should freshen up your coats too? We want fresh coats so our lips will taste extra sweet.”

“You’re right,” Madam added, “We want to reward them in the sweetest way for giving in so easily…” She said, rubbing her tube slowly, lovingly along her own delicate full lips.

“And for making the right choice,” Dahling chimed, “Though they won’t be making many more choices when their free wills mold to suit ours,” she started giggling. They all did. Their wonderful plan was working.

Terra was still writhing, moaning, saying “mmmmmm… mmmm…”

“I completely forgot about you, love!” exclaimed Barb-E, reaching down to caringly caress the nylons of the captive, brainwashed Terra. Terra simmered down, content at the touch of the temptress. She was like a crying baby, hushed and soothed at the loving embrace of her mother, her owner.

“That’s quite a find of yours, Coco,” said Madam, “So sexy, so obedient.”

“I know… she’s so sexy and spunky. And sweet too. When I first entered the room, she was shocked and first tried to wake up her sleeping companions. I think she was trying to wake them up so they could submit to my beauty, too. But when she failed to, I had already wrapped my arms around her, and we shared our first kiss…”

“Awwww…” said Dahling, “She didn’t even resist like all the others so often do?”

“No, not at all. I think the Rafflesias and Chadarnook opened her mind. Even if consciously she was trying to fight, subconsciously a part of her was lusting after me, dreaming about me, knowing I loved her and would take care of her.” She continued to caress the relaxed Terra on the ground, “No, she wanted me. Sometimes kisses require a bit of force at the beginning, but this one was real and tender from the beginning. The moment she smelled the Rafflesia perfume, I think, it was done.”

“You’ve made me so happy, dear,” whispered Barb-e. She bent down and planted a slow, warm kiss on Terra’s lips through the pantyhose bondage. Her pet Terra purred like a content kitten, and smiled a sweet smile.

“Yes, you’ve done a wonderful job. I’m so proud of you too,” whispered Madam, running her glove along Terra and bending down to plant a kiss on her cheek.

“That was perfect,” reassured Dahling, “You’ll make a very, very fine L. 80 Magic… but fortunately, after we capture your friends, we’ll live in a very peaceful world where you won’t have to fight at all…”

Dahling saw Terra’s crotch area get wetter as she moaned.

“How beautiful… the thought of brainwashing her friends makes her wet… so wet… may I, Coco?”

“Just a little. We have some work to do, remember?” replied the other temptress.

Dahling brought he hand between Terra’s legs and began masturbating her as she cooed, “We have your friends here, and we’re about to start removing their equipment and brainwashing them… isn’t that wonderful?”

Terra moaned deeply.

Dahling smiled, admiring her work as she tenderly spread her finger around in rhythmic circles along the former heroine’s labia. Periodically she would flick the nub of her clit, and like a switch it would elicit a jolt out of the helpless, horny heroine.

“Yesssss, so dirty, Terra. You’re such a dirty girl. Relax and be sexy for me. There’s no longer Terra, the half-esper… pretty soon you’ll be Terra, the sexy L. 80 Magic, fucking those you foolishly used to try to save the world with…”

Terra was close to coming again as Dahling continued to stroke her, the other two watching on getting a little wet themselves. But she stopped, holding her finger at the top of her clit and Terra was gasping, furiously rubbing herself against the ground but denying herself release until Dahling commanded she could do so. She was a perfect submissive.

Then she slowly, gently ran her finger very delicately down Terra’s clit through the pantyhose, sending such a soft sensation that literally sparked only one nerve ending. But Dahling was so skilled that her tease had stopped short of literally one nerve… and that single, subtle touch began to spread like a chain reaction that exploded within Terra’s pussy as her hip jolted forward and she began to scream, echoing in the halls with a fierce climax.

The three watched Terra, until Madam stepped forward and said, “Enough. Let’s show our other guests some affection…”

Terra sighed as Dahling withdrew her fingers when she finished climaxing.

“Done right, they’ll find this ritual quite… fascinating,” giggled Madam.

Barb-E and Dahling guided Celes and Locke to their feet.
“But they aren’t completely under our control,” the Dahling said.

“That’s ok,” said Barb-E sweetly, “I think Cherry’s right. The ritual should be done now. It will be more fun that way if they should awaken and find that the equipment they worked so hard to find and use is now gone forever…” She circled Celes, “Besides, it’s so fun to have them be our little mice as we play with them and let them think they can escape,” she teased, planting a breathy kiss on Celes’ cheek, leaving the mark of her fresh lipstick.

Celes and Locke merely stood there. They had regained consciousness- or at least some form of it. Their eyes were half shut as they gazed forward, heavy-lidded, whatever pupils visible dilated a pure gray.

It couldn’t end like this. Our heroes were completely in the clutches of these seductresses as Cyan was completely lost and Terra completely brainwashed. The rest of the party outside had no clue what was going on. And the beautiful maidens were sure to lock all front doors so that they would have plenty of time to ensure that if the friends came by, they would have to fight their former friends who realized a better, more beautiful cause to fight for.

“Let’s start with their weapons, shall we?” said Barb-E, as she began to touch Locke.

She looked intently at his Assassin dagger. One would not assume it looking at their beautiful exterior and obsession with fashion, but the maidens were very learned in weaponology and the locations of various armaments throughout the world. They recognized all the equipment the party had, and probably where they had obtained it.

“What a lovely dagger, my lovely Locke. I’m sure you were planning to pierce me with it and fell me in one blow, as the Assassin is rumored to. Don’t worry, I’ll still let you pierce me,” she stripped the Assassin and its scabbard away from his belt, “Just not with this… I want you to hit me with many, many blows…” she licked her lips naughtily, and ran her tongue along his ear, “If you ever need to fight again, you will fight with my weapon, by my side…” Locke just stood there, saliva trailing down his lip as he gazed forward, watching as the Assassin went up in a cloud of smoke.

They continued, taking turns and segueing beautifully. Madam went to Celes, who was similarly gazing forward. “That’s a beautiful Atma Weapon you have. Too bad it’ll be useless to you, for two reasons.” She danced around Celes, running her fingers through her hair, “First, I’ll drain all your experience, so you its special strength will be gone to you…” she planted another loving kiss on Celes, “And second, our kind doesn’t use swords.” She winked, as she took the sword and it vanished in smoke, “Such a shame. These are so rare.” She kissed Celes again, “I love the sacrifices you’re willing to wake for me, dear.”

Dahling replaced Barb-E next to Locke, as she began to strip his Force Armor. “You don’t need to try to protect yourself from me, dear,” she cooed, planting hot kisses along his shoulder and side as she peeled off the armor, “I know you’re shy, but I’ll help you break the ice.” Without his armor, her gloves felt sooo much nicer. Maybe it was because his magic defense dropped to near zero, so he was nearly completely susceptible to her spell now? A smile formed on Locke’s face as the sensations hit him, the armor going up in smoke after she completely removed it. Locke didn’t have a shield, so she moved up to his face and peeled off his red cap, running her gloves across his face and through his hair. He immediately felt weaker, as if… some of his health was just whisked away. That too, up in smoke, and his relics with it. Barb-E smiled as Locke was completely stripped of his equipment.

Likewise, Dahling had moved to entertain Celes. She danced around her, slowly, delicately peeling off the rare Minerva, each piece going up in a whiff of smoke as she enchanted it away forever. She revealed Celes to be wearing a sexy, tight white negligee underneath, on which she ran her fingers, “Mmmm… this is very sexy. You have good taste, my pet, but it’s still not as good as what you’ll be wearing soon…” The words bounced around in Celes’ mind, but had no meaning, as she was completely mesmerized by Terra’s earlier spell.

Next, her Aegis Shield, and Mystery Veil. “You came here to fight, hoping these trinkets would protect you against me…” enchanted Dahling, “But look how closely I’m touching and kissing you right now,” she teased, petting the negligee Celes lovingly, running her fingers down to Celes’ unprotected cunt and eliciting a soft breathy moan. “It seems everything you worked so hard for… is now all up in a cloud of smoke, teehee…” and they vanished, forever.

They paused for a moment to admire their handiwork. But all the commotion was slowly jostling the two heroes out of their slumber.

“They’re starting to come to…” observed Barb-E, seeing the eyes of the two clear up, “Shall we proceed with a stronger induction?”

“Instant magic can never do the trick. You need to slowly, sexily hypnotize and mesmerize them under your spell. Why don’t we do that right now?” said Madam, holding up her fan.

“Oooooh, I forgot about the fans!” said Dahling, excited.

“Then you are in for a special treat…”