Fall of the Star Sentinels Ch. 08

"Just as I thought," Mary Anne said, cracking her knuckles as she approached the prone Akemi. "There's no way you're gonna break someone like her with a few hugs and kisses. No way. Time to do things the hard way."

Akemi shrank at the look on her corrupted friend's face. It was wrathful and gleeful in equal measure; a kind of sadism Akemi could never have imagined Mary Anne giving in to. It forced her to wonder: had those desires been inflicted on her by a demon, or had they been within her all along, simply waiting to be unleashed? Akemi thought about the desires she was fighting to suppress, and wasn't sure which possibility was more terrifying.

"I'm not gonna bother asking or pleading with you," Mary Anne spat, as the others cleared the space around them. "I'm just gonna take what I want from you. Which is, pretty much, to use you like a toy. You got that?"

Akemi had no idea what to say. She was simply astonished at the transformation that had befallen her fellow Star Sentinel. All the softness and gentleness had been chiseled away from Mary Anne, leaving her with nothing but sharp, jagged edges. She was muscular and scarred, and held herself in a hunched, aggressive posture, like a growling wolf. She had become a creature of force and violence.

"Nothing to say?" Mary Anne sneered down at her, now, looming over her.

"I..."

Akemi wasn't sure. What could she say? The weak rejection she had managed to muster against Riley and Zaina would be utterly meaningless with Mary Anne, and in her weakened state, defiance would just seem pathetic. What else was there? It didn't help that Akemi's head was still spinning, the distinctive cravings Mary Anne's demonic comrades had teased her with still very, very fresh in her mind. In the end, Akemi just sagged, defeated.

"Do whatever you want with me," replied the leader of the Star Sentinels. "I can't stop you, Mary Anne. And besides. I probably owe it to you, after leading us into this mess."

Akemi wasn't entirely sure what kind of response she'd been expecting, but she was still surprised when Mary Anne clenched her fists even tighter, snarling viciously and letting out a frustrated hiss.

"Fuck you, Akemi!" she growled. "God. You're always so disappointing. Are you really this easy to break? Huh? Is our clever, powerful, pretty, kind leader really this fucking pathetic? That just pisses me off."

Akemi trembled for a moment at Mary Anne's rage, and then froze when her former friend's furious expression curdled into a malicious smirk.

"Good thing I have you to take it out on, huh?"

Mary Anne pounced. Akemi lacked the strength to fend her off or squirm out of the way, and so, within an instant, the corrupted magical girl's hands were all over her, clutching and groping at her tits. Akemi gasped and flinched in pain, but there was no escape, and her distress only seemed to add to Mary Anne's glee.

"Are you really just gonna let me do this?" Mary Anne growled. "Really? How does it feel, huh? How does this make you feel? Does it make you feel good, slut?"

As Akemi's head started to cloud with mixed pain and pleasure, it took her few moments to figure out exactly what she felt towards Mary Anne.

She felt angry.

Being treated like nothing more than a weak little toy pissed Akemi off. She deserved better, no matter her mistakes. She had her pride as a magical girl, and she wasn't going to let anyone trespass on it this much. No-one got to talk to her that way for free. No-one.

"G-get off of me!" Akemi spat. She still lacked the strength to fight Mary Anne off, but her voice was filled with fresh venom. Mary Anne noticed right away, and laughed giddily.

"Yes! That's more like it, bitch." Her grin split her face from ear to ear. "I knew you weren't done yet. Good thing is, neither am I."

Still groping at her, Mary Anne brought her lips to Akemi's neck and bit. Akemi couldn't help but let out a sharp shriek at the pain, but what followed was a sense of warm, uncomfortable pleasure as Mary Anne started sucking greedily at her, determined to leave a bright, red lovebite. The idea of someone else leaving her marked like that made Akemi's blood boil, and as strength surged within her, she lashed out in the way that felt most instinctive.

She wrenched her head back away from Mary Anne, then surged forwards and bit her back.

The cry of rage that left the corrupted magical girl's lips filled Akemi with deep, mean satisfaction. There was something so perfect about inflicting the same humiliation on Mary Anne that Mary Anne had been trying to inflict on her. She knew it was petty, but wasn't a little bit of petty revenge the least she deserved, after all she'd just been through?

"Shit!" Mary Anne grunted. "No. You don't get to do that."

Leveraging her strength, she forced Akemi away from her, and then flipped the beleaguered leader over before immediately pouncing on top of her, using her body weight to keep Akemi pressed to the ground. Keeping up her assault, she reached a hand down and started viciously groping Akemi's ass. Akemi squirmed and writhed like a wild animal, and though she still wasn't strong enough to break free, she could tell that it was becoming harder for Mary Anne to keep her under control.

"You're mine," Mary Anne hissed triumphantly. "You got that?"

"No!" Akemi snarled. "Fuck you!"

"Sure, whatever," Mary Anne shot back. "I can tell you're getting off on it, slut."

Akemi froze for a moment and whimpered shamefully as Mary Anne snaked a hand up her skirt and into her panties. Now Mary Anne knew how wet she was. Akemi wanted to protest that it was only because of Lust and her sorcery, but she knew Mary Anne would only laugh in her face. Besides, at least to herself, she couldn't deny that there was something uncomfortably arousing about wrestling with Mary Anne like this. Her body had been made incredibly sensitive, and pain and pleasure were one and the same. Her blood was running hot, making everything more intense, and she couldn't stop her body responding to the way Mary Anne was groping her.

"Oh my god, you really are!" Mary Anne sneered, wiping away Akemi's wetness on her thigh. "That's hilarious. Why not just give up and beg me to fuck you already? Go on. Beg."

Akemi saw red. She'd never quite understood that phrase before, but in that moment, as rage sent her blood pressure peaking, a crimson veil passed before her eyes and filled her with fury.

"Fuck. You!" she repeated, hissing through clenched teeth. Akemi turned her anger into strength, and with a huge exertion, managed to throw Mary Anne off of her.

Mary Anne grunted as she slumped to the ground. Within an instant, though, she was already springing back onto her haunches, ready to pounce again. But Akemi was moving too. She sprang forwards, desperate to restrain her former friend, and as the two of them fought for control, they ended up simply entangled with one another, rolling messily around on the floor of the despoiled church, groping and clawing at each other as they did.

"You're... wow... you're really not bad!" Mary Anne panted. Her voice was still filled with fury, but she kept whooping and howling with exhilaration at their struggle. "But you can't win. Not against me. Not unless you really give in to what you're feeling."

"Hnngg... no!" Akemi shouted, grappling Mary Anne with all of her strength. She could feel what Mary Anne was talking about. Within her, deep inside all the anger, there was a power. A presence. It would have been so easy to reach out and take it, and be transformed. She knew somehow that if she did, she would win. She'd lose her soul, of course, and all of her goodness, but she'd beat Mary Anne, and that was starting to become all she cared about.

"You know you want to!" Mary Anne urged, throwing Akemi onto her back and roughly grabbing one of her tits.

"I... I don't!" Akemi retorted, wrapping her thighs around Mary Anne and using her hips to throw her off.

"Yes, you do!" Mary Anne snorted, although her voice wavered slightly as Akemi clutched at her thigh and put another lovebite on her chest. "You know this feels good. Why are you fighting me so hard if it doesn't?"

Akemi had no answer to that. Mary Anne was right. She was so tempted. She didn't want to be angry, exactly, but she needed the anger and the strength it gave her, and so she couldn't bring herself to pull away from it. And so, she was left constantly teetering on the brink of corruption.

"S-shut up!" was all that Akemi could manage to say.

Mary Anne started to laugh. Akemi saw red again. She needed to make the corrupted magical girl shut up. She needed Mary Anne to stop tempting her, and besides, she was getting more and more pissed off at all of her taunts and insults. Acting on pure instinct, Akemi did as Mary Anne had done to her, and slipped a hand up her friend's skirt to start toying with her pussy.

At the very first touch, Mary Anne's eyes went wide with shock, and a choked moan escaped her lips. A sadistic grin made its way onto Akemi's face. Mary Anne was incredibly wet.

"Now who's enjoying it, huh?" she taunted, her voice growing hard and cruel. "Now who's a fucking slut, huh?"

"Nnng... nnngghhh," Mary Anne whined desperately, as Akemi managed to slip two of her fingers into the corrupted girl's cunt. Akemi was starting to realize Mary Anne was even more frustrated and pent-up than her, and eagerly pressed her advantage. As she started finger-fucking Mary Anne, her body became increasingly limp and her struggles grew increasingly feeble.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Akemi jeered sarcastically. She brushed aside what remained of Mary Anne's resistance, effortlessly straddling her so she could bear down on her with all her weight. The look of simmering humiliation and pleasure on Mary Anne's face was like a drug. "Now who's using who like a toy?"

To her surprise, rather than making some gesture of futile rage, Mary Anne started laughing. It was a brittle, ugly sound. "Just... you're just like me," she moaned.

"What?" Akemi paled. She was stunned for a moment, but then her fury returned fourfold. "No. No! Shut up!"

Mary Anne kept laughing, and so Akemi did the only thing she could think of: she put her free hand around Mary Anne's throat and started to squeeze.

As Akemi started to choke her, Mary Anne's laughter died away, replaced only with a set of increasingly strangled, high-pitched moans, the lack of air making her pleasure even more intense. But that wasn't enough to satisfy Akemi. She still couldn't get rid of the glint of triumph in Mary Anne's eyes. Furiously, she squeezed harder and finger-fucked her faster.

"I'm. Nothing. Like. You!" Akemi shrieked, even as she drew on more and more of the sinister, supernatural wrath lurking within her. She could feel herself starting to give in, but she didn't care. She just wanted to dominate Mary Anne as completely as she possibly could. She wanted to use all her strength to grind her former friend into the dirt, humiliated and broken.

And the rest of them too, Akemi thought to herself. They would all fall into line. She needed to punish them for giving in to corruption so easily. She was their leader. She could do anything she wanted with them. She'd make them pay, and use them to get off in the process. She would-

"N-no!" Akemi screamed, and threw herself off of Mary Anne, scrambling to put a few paces between them. It took several long moments to even begin to regain her composure. Once again, she'd come frighteningly close to absolute defeat. She felt exhausted, her head was clouded with lust, and her pussy was soaking wet and maddeningly sensitive. But she hadn't given in. Not completely. That was all that mattered, or so she tried to tell herself.

"D... d-damn it!" Mary Anne snarled, as she slowly picked herself up, shivering and shuddering as aftershocks of pleasure assailed her. "Thought I had you."

"Let me take it from here."

Akemi hadn't realized Tomi was behind her, and Tomi swept in to sit beside her and rest her hands on her shoulders, Akemi almost lashed out in anger. Tomi's touch, though, soothed her instantly, her friend's deft fingers pressing against her tight, taut muscles and working the tension out of them with the deftness of a practiced masseuse. Akemi groaned weakly, grateful that her wrath was leaving her, but painfully aware that it was taking her strength with it.

"Relax, babe," Tomi soothed, giggling faintly. "I got you."

"N-no... please don't," Akemi protested, knowing it would do her no good. All she could do was brace herself for the next assault on her purity. She thought about Tomi's whorish tattoos, skimpy outfit, and the stacks of bills tucked into her thong. It was clear which sin she had succumbed to: Greed.

"Jeez! Stop worrying already," Tomi retorted, drawing her voice out and letting it trail away into vocal fry. She sounded confident and at-ease, like a consummate professional at work. "I can take care of everything for you. I'm very good. Everyone says so."

"H-huh?" Red flags were going up everywhere, but Akemi was too befuddled by the rapid switch from violence to pampering. She couldn't stop herself sinking into Tomi's welcoming embrace, her exhausted body accepting the offer of rest despite Akemi's misgivings.

"You deserve this, you know," Tomi told her, gently kissing the back of Akemi's neck, making her mewl. "You really do. You're, like, our boss, after all. You're the big leader. Makes sense you should get something in return, right?"

"I... well... I-I don't know." Tomi's words made an alluring amount of sense, but Akemi was wary of giving the corrupted magical girl even an inch.

"Oh, babe, c'mon!" Tomi scoffed, her hands moving down to massage the sore muscles along Akemi's spine. "You're out there hustling every single day, and you don't even know it!"

"Hustling?" As she sank deeper into a relaxed fugue, a smile found its way to Akemi's face at Tomi's phrasing. "What do you mean?"

"You know." Tomi drew Akemi in even closer, kissing the side of her neck all over the bright red marks Mary Anne had left her with. "Saving people. Fighting monsters. Hustling. It's kind of ironic, right? You're, like, the leader, but what do you ever get for yourself? You're out there working for everyone else. Saving them, protecting them. You don't even get paid."

"W-well..." Akemi's voice trailed away. She had been about to launch into a spiel about how righteousness and justice was its own reward, but something about what Tomi was telling her raised her ire. She thought about where she was - on the ground, being groped and tempted and tossed around. It didn't seem fair. If she was going to put herself through all this, what was she going to get in return?

"See?" Tomi tutted. "You're giving it away for free. You know what that makes you?"

"What- ah!" Akemi broke off into a moan as Tomi's hands strayed down all the way along her sides to reach her hips, where she was still incredibly sensitive.

"A dumb whore," Tomi told her flatly, giggling for a moment, before kissing Akemi's neck once more.

"I'm not!" Akemi protested, her voice a little shrill. Inwardly, though, she wasn't sure. She was so tired of fighting. So tired of resisting, both externally and internally. She longed to just let Tomi's words wash over her as the corrupted magical girl petted and pampered her.

"You totally are," Tomi giggled. "You've got something everyone wants, babe. But you're giving it away for free. You're missing out. That's all I'm telling you."

"M-missing out on what?" Akemi asked, her willpower slipping.

Tomi giggled again, delighted by the question. "Anything you want, babe. Anything in the world." She made a wide gesture with her hands. "The finest clothes. Jewels as big as your fist. A mansion as big as a palace. Anything."

Akemi gasped, dazzled by the promise. She'd never really been tempted by wealth before, but as Tomi spoke, her head filled with resplendent images. She saw herself dressed in silks and designer dresses, surrounded by luxury and adorned with the most expensive jewelry imaginable. Mere moments ago, she might have called the images gaudy and gauche, but now, she didn't care. She wanted it. She was hungry for it.

And she deserved it, didn't she?

She worked so hard, all the time. She risked her life, day after day. Didn't she deserve a little compensation for it? Or perhaps more than a little. Maybe she could name her price. Maybe she could take whatever she wanted. She thought about Tomi, and the way she had clearly been transformed into a whore. Suddenly, that didn't seem so degrading. It seemed like the easiest deal in the world. Sex, for money. What was so wrong with that? Besides, Akemi was feeling more than a little eager to get fucked after everything she'd been subjected to.

"Yes!" Tomi moaned, sensing Akemi's growing greed and drawing strength from it. "I knew you'd get it, babe. You shouldn't keep doing things for free. Be selfish. Take as much as you can get. That's just the way the world works. There's always gotta be something in it for you."

As intoxicating as Tomi's words were, they made Akemi start to eye her with suspicion.

"Then... this?" She nodded towards Tomi's hands, massaging her body. "What's in this for you?"

Tomi outright laughed, pleased with Akemi's cleverness. "You're, like, really on it, babe! Well, you're totally right. I am doing this because there's something in this for me. But that doesn't mean it's a bad deal for you, right? It's a give-and-take thing. And I know you need this."

She slipped her hand between Akemi's legs and started stroking her pussy. Akemi was far too exhausted to care about suppressing her moans. She had been teasing and tempted so much. All she wanted to do was get some real pleasure.

"I... I..." Akemi's first instinct was to deny it, but she was starting to lose sight of why. Why not embrace her desires instead? Why not let herself be greedy? "I want it!" she moaned.

"Good girl!" Tomi praised jubilantly. Before Akemi could say another word, the corrupted magical girl slipped around her, pushing her torso back and spreading her legs with her hands, before flipped Akemi's skirt up and lowering her lips to the Star Sentinel's drenched panties. "I'm so proud of you, babe! You deserve some real service."

"W-what... ah!" Akemi cried out long and loud as Tomi swiftly pulled aside her panties and started to eagerly kiss the lips of her pussy. After so much teasing, Akemi was desperately wet, and her body responded to Tomi's touch like it was life-saving. She reached down to try and push her friend away, but somehow, she found her hand wrapped around the back of Tomi's head instead, pulling her in closer.

"What?" Tomi panted, grinning. Even her warm breath felt good against Akemi's body. "You don't want me to go down on you?"

"I..." The fact that her friend was eating her out felt beyond obscene, but Akemi couldn't bring herself to deny it.

"That's what I thought," Tomi replied, already burying her face in Akemi's slit once more. The way her tongue moved around as she spoke, parting Akemi's lips and pushing inside, felt divine. Akemi immediately found herself whining and writhing beneath Tomi's ministrations. Her friend was so skilled, like she'd been eating pussy for years.

"B-b-but," Akemi moaned, barely holding on to coherent thought. "W-what's in it f-for you?"

"For me?" Tomi looked up at Akemi for a brief moment, her demonic eyes flashing bright with insatiable greed. "That's easy, babe. You are. I want you."

"H-huh?" That sounded alarming enough to give Akemi pause.

"Sorry, babe," Tomi explained. "Can't help it. It's in my nature. I want everything. I want you. Maybe you most of all. You're our leader, right? I want a piece of that. Doesn't seem fair to me that you should get more than anyone else. I should be the one who gets more. Share the wealth, right?"