A Barb-e Doll

Barb-e is a regular enemy who can be encountered in Cyan's dream and the Ancient Castle in FF6. While the story herein is a huge expansion of the "Love Token" spell and provocative sprite of the monster, all abilities attempt to remain technically accurate to the game.

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"There seems to be some odd activity in this stratum," the man said.

After the world was Ruined and the party reuinited, Edgar, Celes, Sabin, and Terra were traveling traveling under the purple sea through Figaro Castle's submerge system, eager to get to the other side and continue their adventure. But they hit an object underground, and had the option to explore through a jail-cell exit that was originally used for thieves to enter Figaro. The old man who ran the engines commented on this and they wanted to stop, so he did.

They chose to get out, in a big eerie cave. The travels through it were uneventful. There were a few key treasures and decently powerful enemies, but nothing particularly exciting. They traveled through it, and emerged in the Ancient Castle. It was an underground fortress covered in moss and mated with age, with one central building and separate, cracked towers lining the courtyard. It wasn't the largest abode, but it definitely spelled "treasure" and "power." They did not have any idea of what to expect there, but Edgar heard rumors that the fabled esper "Odin" was housed there. In the Figaro lore, Odin was an ancient king who oversaw the Ancient Castle. He was a strict ruler, and never allowed his subjects to leave the castle... ever. Even to the end, when his fortress was finally destroyed, he forced his subjects to fight with him until the end.

Little did the party know that a new ruler had a similar policy.

The four explored the courtyard, not finding anything notable except grass and moss. This was truly a spooky place. If there was anything to be had, it would be inside.

But before they could even reach the front door, a regal figure majestically stepped out, heels clicking softly on the cold, ancient stone.

It was a woman, about as tall as the party members, with long brown hair in a ponytail and a beautiful face, heavily made up with hues of red and gold. She wore a long, shiny golden evening gown with a long slit, and golden heels on her feet, her legs clad in subtle tan nylons. On her hands were elbow-length golden opera gloves, and in her left hand she had raised a cigarette holder with a cigarette smoldering at the end. In the other she held a large, red fan.

They recognized this to be a version of an enemy they fought before. Edgar piped up- "Dahling?" he asked. He blushed a little, amazed with this woman. He was more turned on than when he first saw Terra- after all, he liked the "regal" look. "Suits my style," he thought.

"No," the woman lazily replied, fanning herself. "I'm Barb-e," she replied with a soft breathy voice. "Dahling's my sister, but she's not as... experienced *wink* as me. You'll soon realize that I'm quite the doll." She smirked.

The party was a little bit confused. They could have fought dark demons, ninjas, or maybe talking blobs. But an elegant woman being flirtatious?

Besides that point, Celes was quick to take leadership. "When we were at Owzer's house," Celes said, "the Dahlings... were enemies! That means this woman's evil!" With that the party snapped out of their puzzlement, taking the hint of the commanding Celes. They drew their weapons and assumed fighting position. To their surprise, the woman just stood there, bringing the cigarette holder to her lips. Terra saw the long white end burning, curious what on earth the thing was, and even more taken aback that she was inhaling from the weird object. Despite all the steam technology, smoking did not exist in their world. So Terra piped, "What is that? ...What are you doing?"

Barb-e released the holder from her lips, closing her eyes as she exhaled a thick cloud of smoke that slowly traveled to the party. "Why, it's called a cigarette, and I put it in a holder... well, because I think it suits my beauty. Here, smell some of the smoke." She winked again. "...That's the best part."

Curiosity got the best of them as the deep Cloud of smoke enveloped each of them- Celes too, and they one by one inhaled just a little ounce of it. They coughed right after. It wasn't good!

"What's the matter, you don't like it?" she cooed.

The party raised their weapons again. "What is this, and how on earth are you breathing it?" Terra yelled.

"It's probably a trap!" cried Celes, "Come on, we shouldn't wait! Hold your breath if you have to!"

Barb-e managed to calm them down a bit, tracing slow circles in the air with her holder, the smoke making pretty patterns. "Relax... it takes a few breaths to get used to. Just breathe it in, dolls. Just... relllaaaax."

She breathed out another cloud onto them. This time they knew better and held their breaths. Unfortunately for them she had anticipated this, timing her blast so that the tendrils would dance around them for a while until they could no longer hold their breath. Eventually they had to breathe, and when they did, the heaviness entered their lungs, knocking them off guard. Dazed for a second, their heads began to swim as the white smoke bathed and massaged their lungs, the vapors seeping deep into the nerves of their minds. This time they coughed a little at first, but then held it in, breathing it out a few moments later. It didn't taste good but the effect was dazzling.

"See, wasn't that nice?" Barb-e was on top of some steps, but took two steps down as the slit in her dress swished, allowing her nylons to glimmer from the nearby light. She noticed how Edgar was google-eyed over her. She loved teasing men... and women, like this. Edgar was enthralled. Terra was naive and curious about these... "cigarettes." Sabin was just susceptible to anything that didn't punch and bite. But Celes... Celes was the only one who couldn't be broken. After all, she did have a spirit "as pure as snow." Barb-e smiled, though, as she took a deeper drag and exhaled more smoke slowly and gently towards them. The vapors caressed their faces smoothly as they closed their eyes and breathed deeply, just as she had wanted.

But Celes... after relaxing for a moment, she quickly shook her head. "I don't know what this crap is, but we're not falling for it!" Her rousing cry woke her teammates up, who once more raised their weapons. What had just happened? They were going to fight, but then they didn't feel like it, and then, they just stood there. But they didn't want to wonder too much. They were going to attack for sure this time- in fact, when Celes said "Attack, now!" Sabin readied his Blitz, Pummel, and dashed at Barb-e, punching her several times. The attack didn't seem to leave any marks or do considerably damage, though. Barb-e just cried a weak cry, in a little bit of pain.

"Ow! I don't like that treatment for trying to show you something nice, loves. Just breathe my smoke and relax from your journey" she purred. Barb-e realized that she had to get rid of this nuisance, Celes. She seemed to be the leader. Barb-e was a magician and had a couple of spells in her arsenal. "Imp should work... wonderfully, on these dahlings," she thought.

She raised her golden gloved hands and chanted "Imp." On Celes, of course. But she was a step ahead of the golden woman, raising her sword and chanting "Runic." Celes smiled as her blade turned green and she absorbed the magic, gaining a handy 10 MP.

But the woman wasn't ready to stop. Terra began casting Fire 3, dealing decent damage, and Edgar and Sabin began attacking her. It looked like, under Celes' leadership, this battle was to be won. It was desperate for Barb-e, whose dress had become torn in the front. She really hated that, swearing within as these fools desecrated her beauty. But as she was low on health, it was time to gain some more... in a very naughty way.

"Please, please, I give up!" the Barb-e cried, secretly smirking, "I don't want you to attack me, please!"

Celes hesitated, and had the others do so too. She never was one to be absolutely merciless. If maybe this woman could provide a reason for being so weird, she would cease. "Why did you breathe that weird stuff on us?" she questioned.

"It's not weird, dahlings, I like it, but you must'nt attack me for it! Here, I'll just keep it to myself- but I wish you could enjoy it, it is very sexy," she reasoned. Barb-e strolled to a nearby stone and sat down, and she then began to breathe deeply from her holder. Even though they just fought her, each one secretly wanted something- Edgar was just turned on, watching her deep red lips wrapped around the holder, reminding him of naughtier, thicker tubes. Terra was still curious to try more of the weird smoke- it reminded her of the gases and fumes from the esper world, wafty and wavy and mysterious. Sabin really loved her voice, it was soothing and helped cool his usually rushed, battle-ready heartbeat.

"Hmmmm," Celes thought. "Maybe we were too harsh, and this woman isn't bad. But we must take precautions." Barb-e rubbed her legs together while standing, causing her slit to switch a little and reveal her nylons and perfect thighs. Everybody noticed. Celes briefly forgot what she was thinking, but then went on, "Yeah. But we should make sure. This is still kind of odd."

Barb-e's nylons reminded Celes of the old formal balls in the empire, when she would dress up and be one of the few women who wore hosiery. Maybe part of the Empire's conditioning of its top generals to add a touch of elegance. She actually liked all of Barb-e's outfit, because it reminded her of a past she wished she could revisit, of elegance and class instead of the hard stench of combat. Even though she had not been raised by parents, only the empire, she still wanted to live those memories. But that was irrelevant now. Barb-e tilted her head, exhaling her smoke slowly as Celes continued her task, "You, why are you here?"

"Interrogating, dahlings? I am merely here, to observe what happens, watch travelers, and watch over the castle." They didn't seem to notice that her other gloved hand very gently and subtly waved her fan, sending very light waffs of smoke in their direction. It had a mind of its own, and slowly found its way to caress their lungs.

"But you're powerful, why here, out of all random places? Does Odin still reside here?" Celes continued to question. She was still oblivious as Barb-e once more crossed her legs, giving them another look up her thighs and a shimmering reflection of her softly-clad skin. This distracted them from her constant fanning motion. Even though she breathed out at an opposite angle, her fanning made sure that they ended up breathing in all of it.

"Well," she continued, pleased with her brilliant strategy, "I've been around here for a while... and yes, Odin is here... dahlings. If you relax, and stop fighting so much, maybe I'll let you come in and see him?"

One by one, they felt light-headed. Relaxing wasn't a bad idea. Celes too, began to think so. This woman was wonderful. Barb-e fanned even more of the hypnotic smoke towards them. Their eyes slowly became heavy lidded. This subtle spell was working much better than she could have ever anticipated.

"Yes, relax. Just relllaaaax. It's ok, I won't hurt you." She exhaled another plume and continued to tempt them with her voice. "Relaaaax. I'll show you Odin, just drop your weapons and come with me."

"Drop weapons..." Celes thought. This woman was alright, and they didn't really need to fight. She didn't know why her senses seemed dulled, but all the logic checked out. But something wasn't right... or used to not be right, or... she was confused. No, it didn't matter. No smoke, no charms. The air was making her awfully dizzy though. As Celes thought, she heard a clank behind her, first of a sword, then a spear, and lastly some knuckles.

"And yours," Barb-e commanded softly as she traced a swirl of smoke with her holder in the air, "Drop your weapon." One drag and sensual, teasing exhale later, Celes' head was smothered by a thick cloud of smoke, which she breathed in.

"Yes..." she stumbled. Her Rune Blade dangled in her hand, ready to fall. She was ready to give in, to not fight anymore, but just as her fingers let go, just as final victory was imminent, she paused. Wait. Celes was the one in charge, but everybody dropped their weapons without her saying. This alarmed her, her mind slowly wrenching itself from the smokey hands that caressed and massaged it. She woke up, as her eyes snapped open. She looked behind her as Terra, Sabin, and Edgar looked flush, heads hung down in relaxation. Then her head darted back to Barb-e angrily, as she knew something was amiss. That's when she noticed- so subtle, so slick, but noticeable, the fan. She was making the smoke drift to them with the fan! That's when she also realized that the smoke must have been hypnotic.

"You bitch! You've been fanning us with the smoke all along, when you said you would help us!"

Barb-e smirked. "Hahaha... so cute, so you caught my little surprise. But not to worry, look behind you, doll. Look at your friends, oh so relaxed by me. Here, now that I've been feeding it to you all this time, a little more smoke won't hurt."

Barb-e inhaled deeply as she blew another plume at the party. Celes tried to jump aside to avoid the attack, but she... couldn't find herself to move. She secretly wanted the smoke. She secretly wanted to be conquered... no! It was wrong! As she debated herself, the cloud enveloped her completely as she desperately decided to fight, but it was too late. With a surprised gasp she inhaled, and closed her eyes partway through. These cigarettes were nice. The feeling was nice. It also bathed the other party members who moaned softly. Celes knew the scene behind her, and didn't want to know what just happened. She knew what was happening, but couldn't bring her body to fight it. But she knew what was happening, and could fight in her mind. It was the same with the others- the hypnotic effect was not permanent or overtly charming, but a minor spell that built up over time.

"I'm glad you're relaxing," the monster said, "now... relaxxxx completely, you will... forever." Then, Barb-e's final plan unraveled. Yes, Celes could resist in her mind, but it didn't matter. Barb-e raised her hands and chanted "Love Token." A little bundle of deep, rose- colored hearts appeared above her and traveled slowly toward Celes.

More magic! An attack! This aroused Celes again as she redied Runic once more, keeping her blade raised and chanting the spell. But little did she know, Love Token was an enemy skill, and not a spell. That meant that it was immune to Runic. Celes cried in dismay at the bundle of hearts softly enveloped her face and upper chest, exploding into a spell of pure passion as her trusted Runic failed to defend her. The others heard her cry, and as result, began to snap out of their trances.

What ensued was a mass of throbbing over about half a minute as constant explosions of deep roses enveloped her, hues of red flashed rhythmically before her eyes, thick and sweet-scented perfumes filled her nostrils, and wifts of soft velvet carressed her face. Accompanying each rhythmic flash was a high-pitched, erotic siren sound, and an accompanying throb in her mind.

Deep... throbbing... throb... mmm... throb... must fight... throb... so hard... throb... mmmm... throb... oh.... throb... wait, m... throb... oooh... throb... mmm... throb... mmm throb... yes.. throb.. yesm... throb... barb-e throb... yes throb... relax throb... barb-e throb... mist-oh throb... mistress... throb... mistress...

It was an irresistible meld of pleasure that tempted all of the senses, smothering them completely. In fact, this spell was so arousing that it's success rate was 100%. The throbs faded away with the red until Celes emerged, her hand having found its way between her legs as her crotch was a puddle. Her eyes opened, seeing herself, the castle, her friends... and the lovely Barb-e. Lovely was beyond words, she was a goddess to her. Her fighting was all pointless now, as her resistance was for nought and the heroine was under the control and command of Barb-e. Love Token had completely decimated any fight she had. In fact, partway through, she had willingly opened up to the effects of the spell.

Barb-e took her holder lazily out of her lips and commanded firmly, "Protect me."

"Yes..." she purred, as she dropped her sword and leapt passionately to the side of her beautiful mistress. Barb-e wrapped a glove hand around her, caressed her face, and planted a quick kiss on her cheek. She ran her gold-wrapped fingers through her captive's hair.

The other party members had regained their senses, shocked by seeing this. They quickly picked up their weapons. "You witch! I'll take back Celes," Terra yelled, resolute in a way the others hadn't heard her be since she fought Phunbaba. On the other end, Celes snuggled closer to Barb-e, rooting her on. "Get them... get them good." Celes told her. "I will, dahling," she replied, giving her another quick kiss on the forehead and leaving a red gloss mark.

Terra began chanting a magic spell, but Celes quickly raised her Runic. It glowed bright blue. Terra cast Ice 3, which would have decimated Barb-e. No worries about that anymore. In response Barb-e raised her hands, breaking her physical grip of Celes, and chanted "Imp." A poof of green magic enveloped Terra as she was transformed into a smiling creature of small stature, an imp. Imp status greatly reduced statuses and resistances. Magic was also unuseable with the effect. Celes giggled, this was cute. "Go, Barb-e!" she chanted.

The other two, Edgar and Sabin, frantically tried to find a Green Cherry, the item that cured Imp. Terra could have casted Imp (even under the effect) but sadly, had never bothered to learn the spell. But the other two couldn't find the Cherry's. "Where the hell are they?" Sabin blurted. Then he heard Celes cough. He frowned as he saw her, holding a bundle of two cherries. "Uh oh, Celes had them!" cried Edgar.

Celes smirked as she handed the cherries into the golden gloved palm of Barb-e, who had just placed the fan on the side of her dress. She took the cherries, and, breaking one off with the holder still in her fingers, handed one to Celes. The twins of Figaro watched, part in shock and part in arousal, as Barb-e brought the cherry to her lips and wrapped her sexy, full lips around the tip of the cherry and teased it with her tongue. Celes proceeded to do the same, slowly brushing her lips as she pushed the cherry in and out over and over again from the stem. They each took their time and delicately suckled the cherries before beginning to chew them, licking their lips after they had finally swallowed a long, powerful swallow.

A part of them wanted more Green Cherries to help Terra. Another part wanted more Green Cherries... to watch them sensually tempt them.

But they snapped out of it. They could handle this. Sabin charged Barb-e, albeit reluctantly, but Celes jumped in the way. Edgar watched in more shock as things really weren't going according to plan. Celes took the full brunt of the attack for her golden goddess as she watched on, lazily and victoriously smoking. "Good dahling, so relaxed and willing, like a perfect lady," Barb-e commented. She rewarded her by taking Celes' hand and guiding it down to the slit on her dress and her nyloned thighs. The heroine's eyes widened as her hands were privileged to feel the fabric. It was ambrosia- quite possibly the softest thing she had ever felt. Barb-e's gloved hand guided her palm up and down that spot a little, until she had to sweep it away and fight again.

"If I know confusion," said Sabin, "you can smack her and she'll come to her senses?" None of Edgar's fantasies ever involved beating a lady, but he was always willing to experiment. Quickly de-equipping his spear, he used a melee attack on Celes, hitting her for some damage. It didn't seem to do anything though.

"Oh, dahlings," cooed Barb-e, "...she's under charm, not confusion. Unfortunately, there's no cure for it. At least, until I release her, but dolls, I'm sorry because that isn't going to happen soon *wink*. Now, Celes, why don't you help my imp these studs?"

Celes flicked her head, sending her hair behind her. "Of course mistress." Unlike Terra, she knew Imp magic.

They simultaneously raised their hands and chanted "Imp," morphing both Sabin and Edgar into short, smiling green creatures with reduced stats. This was looking very bad for the party, all imped and now way to get out of it. Terra jumped forward and attacked Barb-e, but Celes once again absorbed the hit. Barb-e realized that it was time to finish this.

She released Celes from her grip, and handed her her holder. "Here," Barb-e said, the cigarette still smoldering at the end. "Really?" Celes blushed in anticipation, getting a little wet at the honor of this gift. "Yes, doll. But breathe slowly, and relax. Savor it, for this is our victory." Celes took the holder between her fingers, intertwined between Barb-e's, as her mistress walked to the three imps. She stared at the woman's ass through the tight golden gown as she walked to the three of them. Celes brought the holder to her lips, unsure what to expect, but wrapped hers around it anyway in supplication.

In the meantime, Barb-e looked down on the imps running around helpless. She would make this quick and painless. "Slap" she cried, as she drew her gloved hand and pawed Terra. With reduced defense from imp, the hit knocked her out in one blow as she became KO'ed on the ground. Behind her, Celes inhaled deeply from the holder, slow just as Barb-e instructed. The smoke entered her lungs endlessly as she grew light-headed and hot from the aphrodisiacs laced inside. It had such an effect on her because she was taking in the same amount in one breath as in the whole cloud, that before was used to hypnotize four people. Celes held it in as she saw Barb-e a few paces away Slap the imp Sabin, who fell to the ground, knocked out. Then, she slowly exhaled, and as the smoke rose she saw the image of Edgar falling over, ko'ed as well, and her mistress turning around to greet her.

The three were merely KO'ed. Barb-e perfectly intended to use some Phoenix Downs on them later and have some fun. But now, she had to take Celes. Ravage her completely. After all, she resisted the most before, and gave her the most trouble. "That was INCREDIBLE!!" Celes congratulated, biting the holder between her teeth. To her disappointment, Barb-e took it away. "I know... you were incredible, dahling. See what happens if you just... relax?" She took back the holder and took one last drag as she dropped the holder on the ground, wrapped her hands around the enslaved Celes, and met her in a deep kiss, exhaling the aphrodisiac deep into her. Her lips smothering her tight, Celes wrapped her arms passionately around her waist, letting her hands trail down to her legs. Her mistress was so perfect, so alluring, so seductive. Barb-e broke the kiss and gazed at her as she put out the cigarette with her heel, and led Celes inside.

"This is my palace," she said as she led Celes through the ornate yet ancient hall. It was small- just a hall, then a throneroom at the end with rooms branching out. Barb-e tore off Celes' cape and threw it behind them.
"I know, you have a beautiful home," Celes complemented. She was walking on the left, and held Barb-e's hand with her right hand. She reached over with her left and took her mistress' fan from the side of her dress and began to fan her. She wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.
"So many memories, of the history of me," Barb-e explained. She refrained from saying that she had seduced Odin. And Raiden. Petty details. After all, history is written by the victors. "You will make a fine handmaiden in my court," she continued, "I'm glad you stumbled in your castle. I think it was meant to be. I think it was your destiny to serve me."
Celes blushed as she raised Barbe's hand to her lips. "No, I don't *think*- I know... in my soul... that it was my destiny... to serve... you." She kissed Barbe's hand and brought it back down. The two continued to walk into a quaint yet brilliant throne room, lined with murals and faded columns. In the center was a plush chair, a throne chair.
"These depict my various good deeds, the fruits of my work," said Barb-e as she pointed at the murals of wealth, riches, and prosperity. Again, more lies. But Celes didn't need to know.
"You are the perfect leader for your kingdom. It is a privilege to serve you," said Celes obediently. She didn't seem to realize that those two were the only ones in the kingdom.

Barb-e guided herself to her chair and sat down as she commanded Celes, "Kneel." Celes quickly got to her knees. "Worship my legs, slut." The sultry command made Celes wet as Barb-e slid her dress to the side, revealing her long, heavenly hosed legs. Her hands were upon the seductress' legs quickly, running her palms and fingers up and down the soft, irresistible fabric. She rubbed a little but her legs were so enthralling that in just moments her face was rubbing up against the fabric as she kissed and licked. This lasted several minutes as Celes worked her way up and down her legs, one by one, planting kisses and even massaging her inner thighs. The saliva coating the fibers of her hose glistened, giving a sexy sheen to her legs. She sucked on the golden heels of Barb-e, licking the toes and heel. She could have continued much longer, but she was interrupted.

"Stop." commanded Barb-e. Celes obeyed, as she slid back a little. "Good, dahling, so very relaxed for me... I want you to remove your clothes, doll."

Celes stood to her feet, and slid off her armor, her vest, revealing a white bra cupping her pert breasts and a white silk panty. The panty was visibly wet... soaked, really. She slid off everything, even her shoes. Then, she reached behind her back, her blonde hair on her shoulders, as she unstrapped her bra and let it slide down on the floor as well. Lastly, she tried to get off her panties, but they were so wet, they left a trail of juices along her inner thighs as a few droplets fell to the ground from her pussy.

Celes stood at command. "Good..." Barb-e announced, pleased, "now dance for me!"

Celes obeyed. At the end of Barb-e's command, she began to gyrate to an inaudible beat, shaking her hips to and fro as one hand ran from the top of her chest downward and the other ravished her hear as she shook her head. She rotated her hips and let her breasts bounce slightly as her legs shifted to and fro to the rhythm. She continued the gyration, swaying sexily and hoping to please Barb-e as much as possible. Barb-e wanted to join in, so she stepped down from her throne and advanced toward her. On the way she slowly removed her opera gloves and tossed them on the floor. Celes was transfixed, continuing to dance until they met, when Barb-e stopped her, beckoning her to help her remove her dress. "Gladly," the enslaved Celes thought. She reached for the cups- the dress was strapless, and lifted downward. The sexy golden slip fell before her as Barb-e stood stunning and naked before her. She wasn't wearing any underwear after all. All that were visible were her nylons and heels, her C breasts exposed for her slave to see.

Celes wrapped her hands around Barb-e as she kicked off her heels and began to dance with the captive heroine. The two gazed each other in the eye as the began to grind together to the inaudible rhythm, their breasts rubbing against one another's and Barb-e's heavy breath all over Celes' neck. They held each other close as they rocked one another, Celes constantly dripping her juices.

They danced together in that throneroom. A kingdom of two. Two is enough, they both thought. One queen, one slave.

Celes rubbed her legs against Barb-e's as the latter slowly rubbed off her nylons, becoming completely naked as well. They grinded together in a hot and heavy dance as Barb-e constantly licked her ear and trailed sucking kisses over her, whispering arousing phrases and commands. Celes' innocent heart of snow becoming completely corrupted as she fell before the sexy spell of this elegant seductress. But she could care or less, and loved this role as a horny slave slut. Every moment her moves grew more provocative and her advances more utterly sexual. At one moment Barb-e's slender finger trailed down and dabbed her own pussy, bringing the fluids to her mouth as she tasted her juices. Celes grinned in naughtiness as she did the same, reaching down with her fingers and dipping her fingers into her little honeypot. As she lifted them out, she brought them to her lips and tasted herself for the first time... it was strong, but hot. Barb-e smiled.

The two danced as Barb-e slowly led Celes to her room, her personal room. It was all cloudy- all Celes knew was that she was led into a bed and pulled under covers, getting kissed and fondled all over her body. Barb-e was attentive to details and took her time fondling her, working up tension like a time bomb. Celes was hot, sweaty, and grateful. She wanted to pleasure her mistress, and worked her fingers down to Barb-e's sex.

Her nimble fingers began to slid in and out of the humanoid monster's pussy, becoming quickly lubricated with her juices as she teased her mistress' clit with her thumb, teasing it in circles. Barb-e's back arched as she moaned in pleasure at her slave worshipping her cunt. Celes' touch grew swifter and more intense as the brought out the core of her clit, teasing the end gently and twirling her fingers on the bundle.

Barb-e returned her touch, and everytime she saw the pleasure of Celes she got hotter and hotter with the victory and sheer brilliance of her handiwork. Barb-e delicately played with her sex, sending juices dripping out and making the sheets on her special bed wet. Celes moaned at every touch, returning each sensation with a kiss, suck, and always more rubbing. She also met her mistress' nipple with her fingers, tickling the erect tips as they glistened with sweat. She brought her mouth down to meet Barb-e's breasts and begin to run her tongue over them, suckling and licking them as their bodies moved together in one sexual rhythm.

They moved together, getting progressively hotter and hotter. Their fingers danced around each other's clits in a juicy mess as their fluids mixed and splashed together, flowing down onto each other. Their nipples rubbed up as they licked and sucked each other's lips and faces, gazing adoringly at each other every few moments. Their asses gyrated with one another as they rocked each other in the same rhythm as they played with each other's sexes.

Celes began to truly lose herself as her head leaned back and closed her eyes, drowning herself in the shockwaves of pleasure that Barb-e's touch created in her. She touched back with more force, the pulsations in her sex growing more and more intense.

Barb-e knew it was time. Time to send her completely over. Barb-e leaned over, gazed Celes in the eyes, and chanted "Love Token" another time on her captive. The bundle of hearts originated right between their faces and exploded almost immediately.

The roses smothered her as the throbbing- that irresistible throbbing- ensued again. Flashing red, the thick scents, and the caressing velvet. The pulsing siren, and throb in her mind.

Oh... throb... OH... throb... UHh.... throb... OHH... throb... yes... throb... Yes... throb... YES... throb YES!!!... throb OHHHH... throb YES!!!... throb... BARB-E!!! throb... OOOOOHHHHH

Celes began to lose control as her body shook, completely smothered by the Love Token. Barb-e rubbed her clit in a slow, humping motion with each sexy throb.

throb... touch me throb... harder! throb... MORE! throb... UHHHH!H throb... TOUCH ME!!! throb... OH BARB-E!!!! throb... YESSSS!!!!

Celes was convulsing at this point, meeting each throb and touch with a sharp spear of her middle finger into Barb-e's pussy, making her pulse and moan with every touch. Every dart was met by another kiss as the Love Token consumed Celes. It was just a little bit longer... they were both shaking, vibrating intensely and violently. Every throb was met by a throb in Celes' pussy as each one grew redder and more intense.

throb... BARB-EEEEE!!!!!! throb... OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! throb... YESSSSSSSSS!!!! throb uhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH throb... OOOOOHHH MYMYMYMMY throb... GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDD!!!!!!! throb... AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The throbs exploded in climax in Celes' face and pussy as she surrendered to her violent, imminent orgasm, surrendering completely to her desires and to Barb-e. The pulses grew in a sharp shaking that consumed Barb-e too as the elegant seductress began to scream, rocking and shaking with her slave as the two cried out in almost painful ecstasy. Their screams were so loud that they echoed outside and into the caverns, the faint whispers of their erotic exchange a little bit audible by the man who controlled the engine in Figaro castle basement, their starting point for the adventure.

The pulsations and gyrations of their incredible climaxes lasted over a minute. Celes reveled in the orgasm as her surrender was complete in the raw submission of the spell. Barb-e grinned as her climax finally subsided- one of the juiciest she had ever felt, and what better chance than the celebration of conquering such a powerful warrior woman. She wrapped her arms around Celes as their throbs melted down and the red velvetey Love Token subsided around the former. Celes closed her eyes and surrendered to her touch. She wanted to be hers. She wanted to be the perfect slut slave for Barb-e.

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Outside the Ancient Castle lay a worn Rune Blade. Crossing it lay a used cigarette holder and crushed cigarette. Neither would ever be used again- especially since both were the last of their kind that existed on earth. If the party had come just a little later when Barb-e had finished smoking, perhaps this defeat never would have ensued. Some things were just meant to be. Celes smiled with this thought as she fell asleep in the arms of Barb-e.