One Mistress's Desire

Strange circumstances forced awkward alliances for the heroes of Cosmos in this conflict, but that's none to say it held a candle to some of the wildly drastic motives that each of the ten villains -- well, eleven, one surmises, but Ultimecia hardly saw that stupid judge do anything but putz about -- had and how they sometimes just wouldn't play nice.

Take the Sorceress -- she isn't much for this Chaos, or being his lackey. Neither were a lot of the other villains, who set about to search for their personal nemeses to further their gambits. Powerful in the ways of deception, Ultimecia had succeeded in taking the guise of the goddess Cosmos and fooled that gullible little boy into a trap that she would soon snap shut.

"What are you doing here?"

Ultimecia froze. It's a seductive, womanly voice, but not hers. A frown crossed over her lips as she turned to face the source, but found nothing. In the midst of this darkness, she knows of only one other who'd dare bother her at such an important time.

"I do not have time for your games," Ultimecia crossed her arms and leaned back, her prodigious chest pushed up against her grooved dress with the dark mink trimming.

A deep, echoing chuckle emits from the blackness. "You would dare use my lair to further your own plans?" the voice asks.

"How petty of you," Ultimecia comments, rolling her eyes.

Slithering tendrils suddenly slipped under the hem of the Sorceress' dress, causing her to look down momentarily. She extended her arcane-laced hands to cast a spell, but the hand of her adversary suddenly pushed her against a pillar and clamped her mouth shut.

The woman who now stands before her has no definite name, but rather goes by a title, something Ultimecia finds rather... hokey. The Cloud of Darkness. "Spare me," Ultimecia thought to herself. Grant that and her even more ridiculously revealing wear - one side of her voluptious, perfect body covered in nothing but small red stains that look like candle wax - and suddenly the sultry Sorceress feels as if there may be some rivalry and competition.

A muffled 'mmh' noise comes from the Sorceress, who isn't out of the game yet. She wells up her energy to distort time, but then her wrists are violently yanked back around the pillar by the various green tentacles that slither out of the Cloud of Darkness' cape and bound there, while others yet slithered along the rim of her dress to begin the sensuously slow process of parting it.

"No!" Ultimecia thought, struggling further as she now is completely helpless and in her enemy's mercy. The Cloud of Darkness smirks as she slowly lets go of the hand, forcing Ultimecia to shout, "Bit--"

She doesn't finish, because a third set of tentacles flick out and wrap horizontally around her mouth, gagging her and leaving her adversary to momentarily stroke her own shock of silvery hair, licking her lips over her full-bodied lips... and moving down towards her own costume to undo, the Sorceress' eyes trailing over them.

"You have style, my dear. But you are still just a young girl compared to me," the Cloud of Darkness hisses, pressing her perfectly erect nipples up as the tentacles over Ultimecia's collar finish exposing her, pushing the Sorceress' own prodigious breasts out into the dark world.

"How dare she?" is the Sorceress' thought, but the stimulation of the tentacles betrays her body's reaction... as well as those starting to slither over her runed legs, caressing the smooth and velvety skin with their aggressive advances.

"VERY nice," the Cloud grinned widely, staring down at Ultimecia's assets. She lowered her head to place her lips on her left nipple, trailing a circle around her small areola. One of the tentacles - which in fact had an enlarged head with a mouth upon it - followed suit, and suddenly the Sorceress found both of her breasts being stimulated, sucked and licked upon.

"Mmph!!" came Ultimecia's sudden response, feeling sensitive in those areas as they are exposed to pressure and excitement. That reaction was apparently what the Cloud of Darkness was waiting for, because at that moment, the rest of her tentacles swarm in like predators - the ones slithering up her legs making the rest of the trip towards her womanhood and plunging in.

It's a small mercy that the Cloud of Darkness' earlier foreplay made the Sorceress wet enough. The tentacle slithers in and pumps continuously and furiously, in a way that no man had ever violated Ultimecia before. The witch's eyes widen as her head cranes backwards, her body writhing and shaking in pleasure.

The Cloud's work was swift and experienced, possessing expertise befitting her looks. The Sorceress felt more tentacles sliding up against her rear, but they don't intrude, instead feeling against her rim and causing trepidation and anxiety as to whether they will or not.

"Hm hm hm," the Cloud smirked as she pulled her head away, Ultimecia's lips pursing against her gag. She lapped up the trail of saliva from the Sorceress' sexed-up nipple, and added, "I will show you exactly why you are nothing but a little girl."

The flame was back in Ultimecia's heart, but helpless as she was right now, she can do nothing but watch as the Cloud of Darkness drew her head down. The tentacle finished up with one final pump that causes her to shriek muffledly into her gag, but it was nothing compared to when the lady pressed her lips to her clitoris.

"Oh, sweet Time...!" Ultimecia cried out in her mind as she realized just how long the Cloud of Darkness' devilish tongue was, and forked for added stimulation. It slithered inside of her, caressing and stimulating like the tentacle's blunt and unsensitive shape couldn't.

At that time, the tentacles perched upon her rear suddenly make an intrusion, the Sorceress' eyes flaring wide as the pain spikes in with the pleasure. "I was dry down there!" she mentally protested, although she knew the Cloud of Darkness cared not about pain. Likely even loved it.

As if that wasn't enough stimulation for Ultimecia, the headed tentacles make a return appearance to her breasts, pressing them up and agitating them further as they play and knead them about, not unlike overexcited children. The tentacles' length hoist her breasts up, pressing them together for cleavage; their ends meet her nipples once more, nibbling and licking away like there's no tommorow.

The Cloud of Darkness purposefully made long and exaggerated moans as she lapped up the Sorceress' shaft, her tongue turning into a spiral that slithered like a band of ribbons unwrapping around a pole and striking every single sensitive point within Ultimecia. The Sorceress sharply and sensuously cried further into her gag, further thrusts into her rear from the tentacles within mixing pained and pleasured noises together as she swelled and built up quickly, breaths hastening and becoming more and more erratic.

Sensing that the helpless sorceress was reaching her orgasm, the Cloud amps it up even further, her body generating a subtle vibration that transfers along the length of her tongue and tentacles to make herself doubly arousing. It is the same vibration that powers her deadliest attacks.

"I've never felt... aah!" Ultimecia screamed, her mind interrupted constantly by further jerking and flaring sensations that ultimately culminate to the Cloud of Darkness finding her g-spot, open and vulnerable for maximum pleasure. Her nose pressed tightly against Ultimecia's clitoris to further vibrate and excite it. As the experienced woman found her stride, she chuckled and relentlessly forced Ultimecia towards one of many orgasms she planned on making the Sorceress experience before the night is over.

"I... I'm... I'm kumming!!" Ultimecia's gasped phrase remains useless inside of her mind as she rolls through her powerful orgasm, her toes and hands clenched as she feels her adversary lap up through all of her waves, swallowing her wetness into her mouth and further still becoming more and more aroused by her reaction.

She found herself being drawn away from the pillar to be pressed, her winged back pressed tightly against the Cloud of Darkness' bosom. The tentacle gagging her slips away as she weakly turns her head about, trying her hardest to look menacing and angry, but... Time be damned, that was a fantastic orgasm like she'd never had before.

"Call me Mistress," the Cloud of Darkness hisses, "And I give you a fantastic time like you've never controlled before," her hands cupped over the Sorceress' own used nipples, her tentacles brushing up against her slit and rubbing it gently, causing weak and shaky moans from the Mistress of Time.

"Y-yes... Mistress," comes Ultimecia's breathy reply, wondering what the hell she's gotten herself into... but thinks to herself, she's amazing at manipulating and deceiving people, she can just... use her for pleasure since she's offering, and then discard her after. She is a villain, after all. At least, that's what Ultimecia is convincing herself of right now. "More, please... more."

The Cloud of Darkness' laugh rings through the darkness as the Sorceress is bent over...

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Unbeknownst to the two...

"Who says there aren't advantages to fighting on your own...?" Squall thinks, doing his best to remain pressed up against the side of the pillar as he peeks at the sexy interchange between his own personal rival and her newfound mistress, stroking his length hard as he indulges in some quality voyeurism. He was expecting a trap, all right, but nothing quite like this.