SAILOR MOON IN AMERICA (Part 2) By The Great Red Serpent (jcs0198@yahoo.com) http://members.tripod.com/~lord_serpent/ ICQ# 11676563 ------------------------------------------------------------ STANDARD DISCLAIMER: (done in a really monotonous and non- enthusiastic voice)... Okay, if you're under 18, don't read this. Okay, I don't own Sailor Moon and we all know where the credit goes. So now that all the boring stuff's outta the way, let's get on with the fanfic. ------------------------------------------------------------ NOTE: This episode takes place about three weeks after its predecessor... Ami and Makoto's wounds have completely healed, and there have been no more monster sightings as of yet. "I told you to make the fucking bed. Now do it!" Rei responded to the voice, the tall, dark-haired man dressed in the robes of a Roman Inquisitor, a utility belt of "devides" about his waist. Her response, whilst still upon hand and knee, was to prodeed over to the bed, perplexed as to what manner by which she was supposed to execute the handsome Dom's command. She raised herself up from all fours and got up on her knees, proceeding to make the bed with her hands. The instant reaction from the robed figure was a harsh slap across her face, bringing his right palm to bear on her left cheek. "With your teeth, bitch! Now just fucking do it!" This was Rei's first experience with her fantasies, her desire to be a bottom (submissive) in a D/s setup. Sure, she had had plenty of times being dominant before, especially in her relations with Usagi and Yuuichiro (Chad), but inside her there had always been a burning desire to give up that control, and now, with the man she had met just two short days ago at the mall, she had finally found someone strong enough to dominate her. The guy was very professional in the way he went about it, even to the point of helping her find where her limits are, delineating exactly what kind of things were and were not cool to try, and what words to use if something went wrong (the former, the telling of what is and is not good, is commonly known in the BDSM lifestyle as a "contract," and the words to use if something goes wrong are called "safewords"... they're standard devices, and are nothing unique to this story). He took total care of her for the duration of this scene, but in return he expected complete obedience. This caused Rei to reflect briefly, but then the reverie was brought to an abrupt halt. "What did I tell you!?" his voice both asked and commanded. "I'm sorry, Lord Serpent Sir!" Rei apologetcally responeded, bowing her head to show her humility, fearing what he might do in reproach for her slowness to obey. "When I give a command, I expect it to be followed. But this is your first scene, so I understand that you do not know how to behave properly. I shall forgive you, but you know that there can't be any kind of absolution without first paying some form of penance." Upon hearing this, Rei's face turned cold. Being Shinto, she did not know all of what this guy meant by "penance," but she did remember him using that word with a prayer he had taught her earlier, and made her memorize for when he punished her. As his hands went for items on his belt, however, her face began to flush, and she now began to understand. "I love doing this part, you know." The Top (dominant) continued. "The feel of these toys against soft, virgin flesh. It just makes me feel real tingly all over." His hand rested on a 25" horsehair flogger which was hanging on his belt. A beautiful device indeed, and the one with which he was about to start this session. He pulled it out slowly, smiling evilly all the while, and when it was in his hand, he walked around to behind he naked figure, once again down on all fours, and rested the tip of the hairs on her back, at the base of her neck. Gently, he drew the hair down the path of her spine, sending shivers throughout her entire body, her nerve endings excited by the softess of the horsehair. He made it down to her ass, finally, and then started to draw it lightly across her butt-cheeks. "So you like this, huh?" Rei nodded, the feeling of the hair being rather luxurious, sensuous, and quite erotic. "When I ask you a question, I expect a real answer. Now speak!" "Yes, Lord Serpent. It's wonderful." "Good. If you behave yourself in the future, I'll come back to this one later. But for now, I shall resume a tradition started by my ex-wife." He pulled, from his belt, a brown paddle, made of two layers of 4/5 oz. brown latigo, with a wooden handle, covered in black 2/3 oz. garment cowhide. The paddle was definitely old, and one could tell that it had actually been broken once before. Holding it in his hand caused him to reminisce about his ex, a beautiful redhead he had taught to be a Domina, and to whom he had given the name of "Flame" because of her hair. It hurt him still, that she had cheated on him, and then left him, but he refused to allow that to deter him from the matter at hand. Hand firmly on the paddle, he looked at her behind, and started by swatting Rei on the left cheek. In a perfectly natural reacion, she jumped up, her perfectly- shaped ass coming two inches higher than it was. "Don't fucking move!" He barked at her, slowly, while punctuating each syllable with a slap, alternating which cheek he was hitting as he did so. Then, he started paddling her butt-cheeks with some definite sense of rhythm, right-left-right-left continually, sensing the buildup of emotion inside her. As for her part, this was something completely new to her, as she was used to doing anything she wanted without ever being put in check, but this new experience caused her passions to well up inside of her, the abandonment of control making her vaginal fluids well up inside her too. The ever-watchful Dom took a break from the paddling for a minute, but only so that he could grab a set of ankle cuffs that were about his belt. With well-practices efficiency, he wasted no time in fastening them to her ankles, but the as yet were not fastened together. This was solely because he had other motives in mind. Going to the other side of the room, her grabbed a handy spreader bar, and brought it back to where she was. "Spread your legs," was the command that came from him. She quickly obeyed, and so he clipped each ankle to an end of the bar, spreading her ankles a good 36 inches apart. "Beautiful," he thought to himself as he began to bring the paddle down on her luscious, hot, wet snatch, a wellspring which was becoming wetter by the minute, nay by the second. Though careful not to hit it too hard, he made a point to hit it repeatedly, occasionally rubbing it across the length of her genitalia. "Now, bitch. Masturbate." Rei did not respond, and after waiting for ten seconds, the Master responded for her, by giving her pussy yet another whack, sending mixed sensations of pain and arousal throughout her entire being, and causing her to obey. She shifted her weight over to her left hand, and with her right hand began to move slowly down to her cunt, rubbing over the clit in a circular motion, making sure that her Dom could see every last bit of what she was doing. As she was rubbing over the clit with her middle finger, she expertly parted her lips with the index and ring fingers of the same hand, giving him the entire view of her vulva, and how wet he had made her to become. As she was jacking herself off, he continued to alternately whack her right and left butt-cheeks with his paddle, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, and sometimes HARD. Occasionally he would take a break from hitting her there, and lightly tap a line up and down her back with the paddle, tapping lightly so as not to cause any type of injury to her spine, kidneys, or ribcage. Her pussy became correspondingly wetter, both in response to his painful ministrations, and also to the touching of her slender fingers. Her horniness was now evident to anyone, the juices now dripping down her shapely thigh, sticky and hot as are the love-fluids of a budding young woman. Furthering what she was doing, her lips parted by her index and third fingers, she began sliding her middle finger in and out her snatch, the base of her finger hitting her clit with each thrust of her hand, as she churned her middle finger in and out, searching for that g-spot which she had only found once before. She could feel her vagina, her clitoris, her cervix, her entire reproductive tract, throbbing, pulsating as the beating of her heart accelerated at an ever-increasing rate. While all this was happening, her partner begen to paddle his way up her back once again, slowly and gently paddling from the base of her back to the base of her neck, walking to a position in front of her face all the while he was doing this. As he made it to her face, he threw down the paddle and lifted up his robe, revealing a granite-hard, almost 8-inch slab of flesh. With his right hand, he grabbed her by the hair and forced her to look up, sternly commanding her not to stop what she was doing. Then, without warning or further ado, he thrust his penis right into her mouth. He only inserted the head at first, so as to give her a chance to get used to it, and she did. Though she had never had a dick in her mouth before, her instincts took over and told her exactly what to do, how to move her tongue, to move her face up and down on the shaft, everything. He was amazed at how readily she took to the length of his hard cock, sucking on it so deliberately and expertly. Yet to her, having a dick in her mouth while she was masturbating seemed to be just so natural, and it sent her arousal up to new heights as yet not even dreamed by her young, inexperienced mind. The experience helped her to visualize, to concentrate, to feel while jacking off, the pleasure of the arousal, coupled with the touch of pain and of being helpless, giving all her trust, all her sense of control, to somebody else, all these feelings combined and with one powerful rush began to send shivers all throughout her body. The Dom, sensing all this, suddenly barked, "Don't you dare fucking come! Not until I tell you to!" This snapped Rei back into some semblance of awareness for what was going on around her, but only for a split second. She was careful to follow his command, easing up on the amount of touching she did to herself, yet still lost in sucking his long, hard, beautiful shaft, as he was thrusting it in and out of her. She felt herself coming to the brink of ecstasy time and time again, and exercised the full extent of her self-control to prevent herself from coming, albeit that her self-control was now being taxed to the limit. For his part, he removed from his belt another whip, this one black and made from 7-oz. latigo leather, having ten tails and being about 36 inches long, each tail about three-sixteenths of an inch wide. for the sake of better control, he looped the whip around in his hand, in such a way that both the tips and the handle were in his palms, the striking length of the whip being reduced by half. With this, he proceeded to strike Rei's supple young body again while she was sucking his dick, even still concentrating on her buttocks. Alternating between her left and right cheeks still, he hit her hard, moving his wrist around in a figure-eight pattern, in such a way which he had practiced many times before, moving quickly and hitting with painful accuracy. Rei let out a soft moan, the vibrations of her throat coursing over the head of his dick, increasing his pleasure even more. After thirty minutes of this, he slowly began to feel a burning sensation build up inside his most private parts, as she sucked and sucked and sucked on the very essence of his manhood. As for her part, she was still masturbating, as ordered, and was now going nuts over not being allowed to come. But she persisted, although she was on the very brink of psychosis over this, she persisted in not letting down her now sorely-taxed sense of discipline. Yet in her endeavors, her mind was kept fixed on the moment by the fixation of a somewhat large dick being present in her oral aperture, which she concentrated on to serve and to please, paying homage to the gift her Top had allowed her to cherish with her oral ministrations. Yet she could feel spasms beginning to surge throughout his dick, and her quasi- telepathic sense told her that he, too, was about to lose control. The material evidence for this manifested rather quickly. Finally, after all the work she was doing, the penis began to spasm and at that selfsame moment a hot jet of semen headed for her throat. Suddenly, he shouted at her, "You can come!" That was all she needed to hear, and she let go of herself with passionate abandon. The two of them were now coming simultaneously, jets of hot semen being thrust out his glans and down her throat, almost faster than she could swallow, and the muscles in her body violently contracting, a flash of red flushing across her lower neck, in the area of the chest right above the breasts (HINT: guys, look for that chest to flush red; that's how you know she's not faking an orgasm :) Waves of pleasure shot through both of their bodies, especially Rei's, as she had previously had no idea of how wonderful a feeling it was to serve. Sure, she loved bossing around Grandpa and Yuuichiro back home, since they weren't strong enough to put her in check, but this guy, this guy who simply went under "Lord Serpent," was different. He was wonderful, and every time she tried pushing him with a smart remark, he would quickly come back with some ego-crushing blow that put her in her place fast. It drew her on, her secret desire to submit finally being fulfilled, and in the end the pleasure, the arousal and the excitement became more than she could handle. Finally, their mutual orgasm began to subside, and he pulled his dick out of her mouth. Looking down at her, he glared, saying, "I had not meant for you to draw pleasure from this, too, you know. But as I told you you could come, I will not punish you for that. But now, you will tell me how sorry you are for having stalled in obeying a command." Rei answered, "I'm sorry, Lord Serpent. I won't do it again." "No!" He snapped back. "Do it right, the way I told you, with sincerity, and act with contrition." Rei's eyes widened, as she knew what he meant, but she had forgotten some of the words. The prayer he had taught her not long ago, which is what he meant to be said before him now. But nevertheless, she began. "O my Lord Serpent, I am heartily sorry for having offended thee, and I detest all my sins, because of thy just punishments, but most of all because they offend thee, my Lord Serpent, who art all good and deserving of all my love. I firmly resolve with the help of thy grace, to sin no more and to avoid the near occasion of sin." Faltering through it, and scared that she may have gotten parts of it wrong, she finally found the courage to look up at him when she was through. He looked down when she did, his eyes meeting hers and staring in deeply. Then, finally, he let out a sign of his approval or disgust. Looking down at her, he smiled. "Your Act of Contrition has been said well, and so I forgive you of your sins, for the time being." His gaze was stern and fixed, and he walked around to her, around to her behind, where her ankles were stil bound and spread, and he knelt down behind her, her ass up to the level of his now-hardening dick. Lifting her vagina upwards, he started taking her from that position. Unlike her mouth, he gave her no time to acclimate to the invasion of his dick into her vagina. She was already wet, and still quite aroused, thus penetration was an easy matter. Throwing himself in, violently banging himself against her soft flesh, he could feel her pussy-muscles take hold of his strong cock and pull it in even deeper, massaging her g-spot, with his balls hitting firmly against her clit with every inward thrust. Her hot, sticky juices covered his shaft and enabled him to go in deeper and deeper, penetrating her innermost mysteries, and increasing her sensitivity to him, causing her pleasure to build up once again, even faster than it did the last time. As for his part, he was nowhere near having another orgasm, and this suited him just fine, as he was doing this to reward her more so than he was doing it for his own pleasure. And so it came to pass, and rather quickly, that she came again, and shortly after she came again, again, and even a third and fourth time, so he pulled himself out of her and wiped her pussy with a white cloth, then headed for the bathroom. Once the bathroom door shut, Rei heard a noise, and shortly afterwards the room was empty; he and all his belongings had just disappeared. ------------------------------------------------------------ The morning after, the Senshi found themselves talking about the incident of a few weeks before, still unable to figure out why the whole thing happened the way it did. But as nothing had happened since, and as Ami and Makoto had by now perfectly healed, they had decided to put it all out of their minds for the time being. "So Rei, how was your date with the guy that owns the whip company?" Usagi boldly asked Rei, starign her in the eye. "I'd rather... rather not talk about it," replied Rei, still a little shaken over the whole thing, and not wanting to say the he skipped out on her. "So is he available?" Makoto asked her. "He really was kinda sexy! I'll take him if you're done with him!" Rei wasn't certain how to react to this. Of course, she wasn't too thrilled at the fact he skipped out on her, but at the same time he had struck something deep inside her emotional well-being, something that made her want him again and again and again, and not for anybody else to be near him. Minako noticed a semi-glazed stare in Rei's eyes as she contemplated this. "Are you all right, Rei?" Rei weakly replied, "Oh yeah, I'm okay, Mina. Just a little tired, that's all." She lied, not wanting anybody to know what was really going on inside her head right now. Yet inside the living room, Ami and Christina were watching the morning news. "Hey, everybody, come quick!" she alerted the others. As they made it to the television, they came in at the ass-end of a story about young girls disappearing. Ami filled them in on the details. "There have been twenty girls missing in the past week." "So, what does this have to do with any of us?" Usagi asked, wondering why this news had to be brought to her on her vacation. "Because it could happen to us, too, Usagi," was Ami's reply, which she said quickly before Rei could get in any of her wisecracks. Usagi could only respond, "Oh, I guess you've got a point there." She was glad that Luna and Artemis were left behind, as she could imagine how they would react to such news, thinking it's too dangerous for her to go out and enjoy her time here. Though, in the back of her mind, she could not help but wonder why so many people were missing, especially since the news report went on to say that they were all of the same age group, all from 15 to 19 years old. ------------------------------------------------------------ Elsewhere in town, a crazed old man in an abandoned warehouse was overseeing the conversion process of several young teenage women. Quietly, he walked in a corridor with windows to several chambers, each chamer had two workers and, in a little alcove, a young female whose mind was being played by her childhood fears, present anxieties, or whatnot. In short, their minds were being subdued and broken, in effect becoming slaves (if you've ever seen "V," this is a similar process). The man with the clipboard walked into one of the chambers, a chamber containing a 19-year-old redhead, wishing to check up on the workers' progress with this one. She was naked, except for a deep blue, two-piece bathing suit, one which brought out her blue eyes (and no, this isn't Naru, for those of you who want to know). Weighing 127 pounds, she was quite a beauty to behold, and for some reason she was the one in whom the operation's superiors had a vested interest. She stood to be no threat to the ultimate plan, she had nothing to offer, but for some reason she was to be converted post-haste, and anybody who harmed her was to be immediately killed. However, the man's contemplation of this was broken as another worker came throught the door and handed him a white washcloth. "We've found one of them," the worker holding the cloth said. "One of the five that the boss wants bigtime." ------------------------------------------------------------ Through the medium of a scrying mirror, a lone figure watched the Senshi as Christina drove them into downtown Dayton, to attend a concert in Courthouse Square that night. As he watched them, hearing them talking amongst each other, the figure had instantly pinpointed them as ones who would be rather injurious to the plan if left unchecked. "So they are the ones I watched fighting in the streets three weeks ago," he said to himself. "Very powerful, and they stand to be a menace indeed. But, if they can be brought over to my side, or even so much as one of them, they could be a powerful asset. The one with the long blond pigtails. I feel a strong force coming from that one. Perhaps it is she with whom I should start." ------------------------------------------------------------ They had made it to the Square, the corner of Third and Main Streets in downtown Dayton, to a free concert which was about to begin in an hour or so. Since it hadn't started yet, Christina decided to show them around the Oregon District, a small strip of Fifth St. which was within walking distance from where they were. Yet, parking being a problem, they drove there anyway, and found a place to park in that area. Getting out of the car, the six of them looked around and could not believe the crowd of people walking through there, and especially the immense number of bars and adult bookstores which dominated the strip. They walked through the district, from the record store on one end to the role-playing store on the other, and the Senshi still marvelled at the diversity of people walking through there (Cultural note: yes, the Senshi's native neighborhood is Azabu-Juuban, which does have a relatively large foreign population, but the diversity in this little part of the Midwest far exceeds the diversity in their own neighborhood). In the crowd of people coming and going at 6:00 pm this Friday night, there was a face that kept recurring on occasion, one that held Usagi's attention, and sparked in her the temptation to move away from the crowd and track him down. Yeah, she was attached back home, she thought, but what Mamoru didn't know wouldn't hurt him. Besides, he's probably with somebody else right now. Or at least that's the way she figured, subconsciously justifying to herself the desire to meet this strange face. She told the others she want to go around and do some exploring on her own, and was able to convince them she'd be all right, because the strip was only about three blocks long. Walking back and forth, she paced the entire area until she ran into him again, a tall, slender guy with short brown hair, dressed rather professionally, like he just got out of the office. To Usagi, he was exquisitely attractive, even more so than the man to whom she was to be eternally attached. Yet now, they were walking on the sidewalk in opposite directions, and as his attentions seemed to be focused on something else at the moment, he ended up bumping into her quite by mistake, knocking her down to the sidewalk. "Uh, I'm sorry, Miss. Are... are you okay?" came the soothingly sexy, but at the same time rather shy, voice of the man as he offered Usagi his hand to help her up from the sidewalk. "Why yes I'm fine, thank you," Usagi replied, in as best English as she could, accepting his hand and letting him help her up off the ground. Inwardly, she was glad he had bumped into her, affording the chance for a meeting. They began talking, and Usagi was made to feel as though she could tell him anything, such was his eloquence, as well as the soothing quality of his voice. Then there was a noise from the direction of the Square, the sound of distortion, signalling that the concert had begun. ------------------------------------------------------------ At the concert, there were two opening bands, both obscure local groups trying to make a name. The first band played well, and they had thirty minutes in which to play, all of which they used extraordinarily. After the first thirty minutes was up, the second band got up there, and the girls could not help but awe at the awsomeness of the lead singer's appearance, especially Makoto and Minako, who had both been without for far too long. The band played for about ten minutes, the sound of its music sending everybody into a hypnogogic state, but when they were sure that everyone was in a trance, that's when everything changed. Without warning, the four band members suddenly changed from their human form, into monsters vaguely humanoid in appearance, yet having sharp claws and ten-inch fangs. Around the head of the lead singer was an array of tentacles, all in the shape of... well, this IS a hentai fanfic, so it's not like you have to use your imagination or anything! :) Their eyes began glowing a radiant yellow, and the crowd, who had been in a trance-like state up to now, were beginning to fade unconscious, waves of energy flowing from their life-force so that the creatures could grow bigger. But then the process seemed to reverse, but only in the sense that the crowd began to revive, yet in their eyes now was a strange, pale glow, a glow which showed no sign of character or of volition, a paleness of enslavement, much like the crowd gathered three weeks ago. The Senshi, who seemed immune to the effects of the energy-drain, foresaw this and prepared for the upcoming fight. "MERCURY POWER.... MAKE UP!!!!" "MARS POWER.... MAKE UP!!!!" "JUPITER POWER.... MAKE UP!!!!" "VENUS POWER.... MAKE UP!!!!" Well, all except for Usagi, who was separated from the group, and so involved with her new companion so as to be oblivious to all the goings-on around her. Upon seeing the transformations, the monsters lept off the stage and began to attack the Senshi. Jupiter let out Sparkling Wide Pressure to head them off, and it singed some of the tentacles on the leader, but otherwise had no effect. Rather, he ignored her completely, leaving his minions to avenge the damge caused. Two of the monsters jumped up on Jupiter, one of them grabbing her right arm and another grabbing her left leg. In one smooth motion, they picker her up and began to pull her apart, as though playing a "friendly" game of tug-of war with each other. As they were pulling, the one on her arm took the opportunity to push his tongue out his mouth, a long, firm appendage which in itself measured about four feet, with a rather phallic formation at the end. With his tongue he started to play with her lips, darting around them, and licking her neck and chin, before he committed to inserting it into her mouth. As he did, he forced her mouth open wide, wide enough to accept the thing, lest she break some teeth otherwise. Thrusting his tongue in and out her mouth, the monster was truly taking pleasure in his work. "VENUS CRESCENT BEAM!!!!" Well, he was taking pleasure in it until that happened, a dense, yellow-gold shaft of light going straight into the back of his head, piercing his skull, and coming out the other end. Which would have killed him, had his brain actually been in that part of his body. But his brain was elsewhere, and as his head carried no vital organs, he was only a wee bit sore from the yellow discharge, and then only looked around at the blond bimbo who dared do this to him, figured she was no threat, and then went back to his business. As for the fourth monster, he ended up charging Venus after seeing this, and scooped her up in his arm, only to throw her into the bank building about thirty feet away. With a crash she landed into the wall, barely conscious, the popping sound of vertebrae audible at even ten yards' distance. Then, the monster took it upon himself to charge her, getting to her position before she had a chance to so much as attempt getting up. He stopped just short of stepping on her broken body, and stooped down to pick her up again, looking over her, examining her sundry orifices. He then began, by force of will, to expand his penis to the point of reaching her buttocks, and having put it at that point, he urinated on her asshole. Twisting her arms behind her back, and holding her in a suspended position, he used the urine as lubricant as he began to penetrate her, her semi-conscious body still able to feel the sensation of warm liquid being spouted out in her rectum. She was repulsed by the feeling, the thought, the idea that somebody would even think to do such a thing, but had no choice but to submit; she was helpless to fight back. Her body, filled with fear, let out a mass load of incredibly softened stool, but the creature, excited by the smell of it, stooped down to lick it up, this being his first real meal of the day. While this was all happening, the "leader" of the group was going for Mars, who along with Mercury had been holding him off extremely well, Mercury having used Shining Aqua Illusion to freeze several of his tentacles, and Mars breaking them off with Burning Mantra. This was all well and good, but the monster was still far from being stopped. Mercury had even tried Shining Aqua Illusion to freeze him entirely, but the monster just broke the ice and kept on coming. It made its way to the two girls, who were both standing over Christina's unconscious body, and slapped Mercury out of the way. Then it went to its target, the target who was on the washcloth that somehow fell into its master's hands: Mars. With a quick backhand, Mars was knocked down to the ground, but just as quickly she got herself back up, and with a kick delivered her heel right into the creature's knee. This had the effect she wanted, sending it down, howling and screaming, blood spurting out the spot that had been penetrated by the heel. Following this, she sent her foot, her perfectly shapen foot, into his left temple, knocking him firmly to the ground. The monster, though, was far from weak, and was perfectly able to get back up. He did, and on his hand revealed claws of razor-sharp spikes, spikes which he used to tear into her fuku, shredding her lovely outfit and leaving her beautiful titties out there for all to see. Out of embarrassment, she was taken aback, and this gave the monster all the opportunity he needed to ascertain the upper hand. He reached around with his hand and grabbed Mars by the neck, though carefully observing his orders not to seriously injure her. She wrapped her hands around his, trying to get him to let go, but the creature proved to be just too strong for her. With a swift kick to the groin, however, the multi-penised beast was delivered to enough pain so as to cause him to loosen his grip on her. By this time, Jupiter had managed to wriggle her way out of the grip the two monsters had on her, and was able, by virtue of her martial-arts abilities, to beat one of them unconscious. The other one, however, was still intent on raping her, and had her pinned to a wall, his penis about to enter her snatch. With one swift motion, her knee made contact with his groin, causing him to bend over. Taking advantage of his position, she grabbed his head and forced her knee into it time and time again, causing drops of greenish-yellow ichor to pop out of his head and squirt over her fuku. She revolted at this, but was encouraged at this sign that she was doing damage. Finally, in the death blow, she was able to use Supreme Thunder to vaporize the fiend. Jupiter being free, and Mercury seeing that Mars had things under control, the two of them went to help out Venus, who at present was being anally raped, the churning motion inside her intestines producing the feeling of an enormous gas buildup, and a desire to both fart and shit at the same time. The two Senshi had made it to the location of this beast, and Jupiter promptly called Supreme Thunder in the hopes that it would work. Well, she was wrong. Mercury, in a rather brave attempt, ran up to the monster, got up in his face, and shot her Shabon Spray in his eyes, blinding the beast, and causing him to pull out of Venus and to drop her to the pavement. Blindly he charged at his new attackers, this time to be sent to the concrete with a loud thud, when Jupiter shot Sparkling Wide Pressure at his knee, knocking him off balance and forcing him to the ground hard. His lower leg was burned off, the smell of the burning flesh assaulting the nostrils of the Senshi. Mercury used her Shining Aqua Illusion on him now, and this time the monster was frozen solid, stiff all over. Seeing this, Jupiter used her Supreme thunder once again, the ice surrounding the creature acting as a conductor for her enormous electrical current, this time frying the creature, burning his flesh inside-out. "FIRE SOUL!!!!" Rei attack the leader, now the last monster left, and succeeded in burning off all the tentacles on his head, and even in blackening his right arm. But even though she was, more or less, holding her own against this thing, she still didn't seem to be making much headway towards defeating it. But fortunately for her, her friends were now free, and also attacked it, both Jupiter and Mercury combining their attacks on the thing. Shabon Spray, as before, was used to blind it, causing it to stumble around. And finally, Mars and Jupiter simultaneously attacked it, frying it to bits completely and irrevocably. Once the last monster had been vanquished, the people in the crowd fainted, slowly regaining their conscious, and having no memory of what happened around them. But, during this time, the Senshi couldn;t help but to notice something. They realized that Usagi, and the man she was with, had by this time completely disappeared. They were now gone. T O B E C O N T I N U E D