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	Last time:  Yohko struggled against her sweet bondage to Reiko.  Kamiri
saved Chi and Azusa from an attack by Liliss.  Ayako and Azusa 2 showed up,
and the group decided to form an alliance to try to rescue Yohko.  Kamiri
revealed that Reiko was after a mystic book sealed in a secret shrine, and
they had only three nights until the entrance to the shrine would open ...


A fic featuring characters from Devil Hunter Yohko and La Blue Girl

Dark Queen's Reign
Chapter 5: Taken

by: Dark Schnieder


     Reiko sighed with contentment as she lounged in her high-backed
chair, sipping bloodwine from an ornate silver goblet.  On the
rumpled bed, her bride lay in a stupor, drugged by lust and Reiko's
tainted blood.  Her limbs were splayed untidily, her hair a silken flow
over the dark sheets, and Reiko sighed again at the sight.
     Hers.  Soon, Yohko would succumb completely to her. 
Devotion and obedience would replace the contempt and fury that she
saw so often in those lovely brown eyes.  She'd looked at the soul
sword again after Yohko had collapsed, exhausted, in her arms.  The
dark splotches on the blade had grown to cover even more of it. 
Visible proof that Yohko was succumbing to her campaign of
relentless seduction.
     Everything was going to work for her this time.  She could feel
it.  She'd been so patient, and soon she would reap her rewards. 
Very, very soon.
     A gentle knock disturbed her thoughts, and she caused the
door to open with a languorous wave of her hand.
     "Liliss," she said, disapproval evident in her voice.  "I thought I
told you to watch the house.  I would hate to think that you were
taking my orders lightly."  Liliss stood with her head bowed, hands
clenched nervously in front of her, and Reiko narrowed her eyes
angrily.  Liliss had always been faithful to her.  She would hate to think
that the succubus was becoming unreliable.
     "Mistress, I'm sorry.  There is something that you must
know."  Reiko tapped one bare foot expectantly on the carpet.
     "Well?" she asked impatiently.  Liliss shifted.
     "It would be easier to show you.  In the mirror."  Reiko
frowned.
     "This had better be good, Liliss, or I promise you I will have you
servicing the fiends of the pits for an entire week."  Liliss nodded
hastily.
     "Yes, Mistress."  She glanced toward the bed furtively.  "She
is unbound."
     "She is firmly under my control at the moment, Liliss, and at
any rate Yohko is not your concern.  Now show me what you came
to show me!"  Reiko stepped in front of the mirror, and Liliss reached
out to touch one long slim finger to the glass.  Instantly the image
swirled and began to change.  Soon it showed the inside of Yohko's
house through the various mirrors there.  The view switched as Liliss
searched for something.  It was getting quite late, and many of the
lights were out, but they soon saw Chi and Azusa in the kitchen,
washing dishes and talking in low tones.
     "How very impressive," Reiko said frostily.  Liliss jerked as if
she'd been struck.
     "Not them, Mistress," she said nervously.  The view switched
to a spare bedroom, and Reiko felt her interest peak.  Prowling
through the room was a vision of beauty.  Her full breasts strained at
their confinement of thin green material.  Her waist was narrow and
her legs long and shapely.  Her dark emerald hair was pulled back
from her face, accentuating her high cheekbones, gathered at the back
of her head from where it fell down her back to her hips.  Her eyes
were slightly tilted, like a cat's, and lidded with wry amusement.  The
woman was strangely compelling, her every movement radiating a
barely suppressed sensuality, and Reiko knew who she must be.
     "Our enemy," she murmured, intrigued.  This one would be a
challenge worthy of her skills.  She would resist long and furiously. 
Ah, what a sweet sensual battle that would be!  "Why was it so
important that I see her now?"  Liliss looked flustered.
     "N-not her either," she stammered.  "One moment ... there!" 
Reiko leaned close to the mirror, her jaw dropping open in
amazement.  There, in another bedroom, were two girls.  One
appeared to be the Azusa girl from the kitchen.  The other ...
     The other looked just like Yohko.
     "The portents and signs spoke of a dark reflection," Liliss was
saying nervously.  "I think this must be it."  Reiko reached out and
grasped Liliss's hand without tearing her gaze from the mirror.
     "Who is she?" she asked in a deceptively quiet voice.  Liliss
trembled, recognizing the danger signs.
     "I don't know ..."
     "Is she a Devil Hunter?"  Liliss paused.
     "I've seen no sign, but it seems likely, given the portents ..." 
Reiko's grip became painful, and Liliss cried out.
     "I don't give a damn for the portents!" she hissed.  "I need to
know!  If there's another Devil Hunter, that green-haired bitch has a
chance to get the Book!"
     "Yes, Mistress.  But she still can't translate the writings. 
Yes?"  Slowly, Reiko let up on Liliss's hand.
     "Of course not.  You are quite right, golden girl.  She can't
find the shrine ... unless the other Devil Hunter knows where it is ..." 
Reiko shook her head angrily.
     "Too many unknowns!" she snapped at last.  "Damn it!  This is
getting too complicated."  Liliss rubbed her hand surreptitiously, eyeing
the image.  They could hear the two girls speaking softly, and from the
sounds of it they weren't certain they trusted the woman, who they
called Kamiri.
     "The mirror ..." Liliss began.  Reiko stood straight, nodding
slowly.
     "Yes, I will have to see what I can learn about this.  And when
Yohko recovers, I will have questions for her as well.  Damn the girl, I
can make her answer direct questions, but initiative is beyond her in
this state.  But in the meantime, you are going through the portal, my
dear.  I need you to find something for me."
     "What, Mistress?"
     "A Sylyte."  Liliss didn't bother to hide her dismay or disgust.
     "Mistress!  Are you certain?  Such creatures are dangerous!" 
Reiko looked at her coolly.
     "Quite certain.  I have a plan to take advantage of the situation, but
I'll need some special assisstance.  You should be safe if you
remember everything that I've taught you.  Find one and bring it here
to me.  Now go."  
     The mirror's surface rippled like water as Liliss stepped
carefully through, disappearing into the mirror's surface.  The rippling
died down, leaving no trace of her passage, and once again Reiko
could see and hear the two girls in the room miles away. 
     A double of Yohko.  And quite possibly a Devil Hunter, to
boot.  Well, well.  She'd never anticipated anything like this, but
adaptability was crucial if her plans were to succeed.  She needed to
restrain her impulses, lie back and learn more.  They couldn't find her,
she was quite certain of that.  And this way, if she played her cards
right, she might end up being able to seduce Yohko for the first time ...
all over again. 
     That thought brought a sultry smile to her lush lips, and she
settled in to learn something of her new opponents.

***

     It took Liliss some time to find one of the creatures that her
Mistress wanted, and then she had to convince it to come with her. 
Once Reiko came into her full power as the Dark Queen, all denizens
of the Dark Realms would recognize her authority.  As it was, though,
most didn't know of her resurrection, so Liliss couldn't invoke her
name.  So she was forced to make vague promises, perhaps even
implying that she would sport with the foul thing, to get it to come. 
Eventually, however, she won it over, and they returned to the portal
together.  They stepped out to find Reiko seated in front of the mirror,
looking as she had when Liliss had left.  Liliss stood aside and
gestured at the foul thing.
     "Here it is, Mistress.  As you requested."  Liliss knew her tone
showed what she thought of the creature, but frankly she couldn't
stand Sylytes.  A strong one could take over an equally strong demon. 
This one might even be able to control her, a thought that did not bear
thinking.  Reiko stood before the thing, however, and nodded her
head regally.
     "Welcome," she said.  "Thank you for coming.  I have allowed
you to use my portal into the human's world because I need a favour. 
I would like the use of one of your ... daughters."  The creature
showed no reaction to Reiko's words, which was hardly surprising.  It
was vaguely human shaped, but appeared to be made of greenish
goop.  Its face was alien, with large black orbs for eyes, no nose and a
narrow lipless mouth, which it opened to make a high pitched
squeaking noise.  Reiko frowned. 
     "Well, if you know who I am, then you know that I will soon
stand high in the ranks of the Dark Realms," she said coolly.  The
Sylyte squeaked again.
     "Reward?  If you do as I ask, I will allow you to slake your
unnatural hungers on the inhabitants of this place.  I think you will find
the agreement ... mutually beneficial."  The creature considered
Reiko's words, then chittered for a few moments.  Reiko smiled.
     "Excellent," she said.  Liliss suppressed her distaste as the
creature followed Reiko across the room.  She half-expected it to
leave a slimy trail behind it, although it did not.  It walked to the bed,
and Reiko gestured at Yohko's sleeping form.
     "That is the form you will wear," Reiko said with a smile.  The
creature looked at Yohko for a few moments, then began to shift and
change.  It's limbs shrank and thinned, it's face began to acquire human
features, and long brown hair sprang from its head.  Soon, a perfect
replica of Yohko stood in front of them, naked as the girl on the bed. 
She smiled, her expression lazy and hungry, quite unlike Yohko's, and
Liliss felt a sudden pang of lust in spite of herself.
     "Excellent.  Just perfect.  Now," Reiko said, taking the
changeling by the arm.  "Here's what I want you to do ..."

***

     Yohko lay in a pleasant haze of half sleep.  For a moment, she
wasn't sure what had awakened her, then it came again.  A hot,
lingering kiss against her throat.  She moaned lightly, arching her neck
to give her lover better access.  Her lover complied, trailing kisses
from the base of her neck up to the corner of her jaw, a hand sliding
over her bare belly to take possession of her breast, teasing the nipple
into exquisitely erect pleasure almost instantly.  Sleepily, Yohko
smiled, moaning louder as the hand worked its seductive magic.  The
mouth, though, was not to be outdone.  Yohko just adored being
kissed all over, and as if reading her thoughts, the tender tormenting
lips moved over her face, raining sweet kisses down on her, melting
her with their wanton heat.  They trailed slowly down towards her
mouth as the hand increased its tempo in an irresistible, sensual
rhythm.  Yohko gasped as electric pleasure surged in her loins, and
she clawed at the sheets helplessly as hot flesh moved against her bare
body.
     The hot mouth teased its way down her face, and just as it slid
across her own lips a lean thigh insinuated its way between her legs,
pressing deliciously against her tender aroused mound.  She cried out
softly as the mouth pressed against hers, the lips so silky soft ... softer
than any she'd ever kissed before, surely ...
     The need was rising in her quickly, and she gasped and
twisted in the throes of ecstasy, beginning to become aware of her
surroundings as she rose sweetly from the arms of the goddess of
sleep into the arms of her lover.
     "Oh ... ah.  AH.  That's so ... goooood," she murmured
sleepily.  Something soft and silky brushed at her shoulders as her
lover moved lightly over her, and she smelled a musky perfume that
seemed somehow familiar ...
     "Mmmmm.  Oh, yeaaaah ... Unnnngh ... ah, Shin, you're ...
yes, do it ... now, Shin," she gasped as she rose with stunning speed
towards her release.  A decidedly female voice answered her.
     "Your wish, sweet, is my command."  Her eyes snapped open
as the woman kissed her fiercely, making her moan again against her
will as the thigh pressed even more firmly against her heat.  She shook
off the remnants of sleep, realizing too late where she was.  Reiko's
expert kiss and the delightful tandem of her hands and her thigh pushed
Yohko over the edge, into a climax that eradicated all thought with its
spine-melting heat.  Yohko shuddered in the other girl's arms, losing
control again.  Just as Reiko had intended.  After a white hot eternity,
Yohko could think again, and she pushed ineffectually at the
raven-haired beauty who held her tightly.
     "Why, Yohko, that was ... lovely," Reiko breathed huskily. 
Yohko struggled, trying to summon the strength to break free.  After a
moment, Reiko let her go and she scooted over to the far side of the
bed, drawing her knees up protectively.  Reiko just lounged where she
was, looking unbearably sexy and confident as Yohko listened with
dismay to her own ragged breathing.
     "You ... you tricked me!" she blurted at last.  Reiko looked
innocent.
     "Tricked?  I was simply waking up my bride.  Your body
responded to my attentions in a very ... natural fashion.  Face it, sweet,
your body desires me.  It is pointless to pretend otherwise at this
point."  Yohko realized that Reiko was right.  She'd been brought to
climax several times since being captured, more times than she could
count.  She hadn't been able to resist Reiko's advances, not even
once.  Her body was enslaved by the dark pleasure Reiko gave.
     But her mind would remain free.  She kept telling herself that, as if
she could will it to be true.
     "My body might react to you, but that doesn't mean anything,"
Yohko said weakly.  Reiko laughed.
     "Bravo!  Well spoken, my sweet.  But I think you're wrong. 
Where the body goes, the mind will eventually follow."  Yohko
wanted to argue, but she felt ... unconnected.  Uncertain.  It seemed to
be hard to think of arguments to use against Reiko, so she just snorted
and looked away.  The bed moved gently as Reiko crawled slowly
over to her, slipping her hands around Yohko's shoulders and
beginning to knead them.  Yohko tried to shrug the other girl away,
but Reiko ignored her, and soon Yohko found herself relaxing, her
muscles growing warm and loose.  She wanted to let herself lean back
against Reiko and enjoy the feel of those slim, strong hands as they
worked their magic on her ...
     She pulled away with a cry, whirling to face her nemesis. 
Reiko laughed, sitting back again.
     "It's getting harder and harder to resist, isn't it, Yohko?  You
don't have to admit it to me.  It's enough that you know it now.  It will
become even more difficult as our honeymoon progresses, and you
know that too, don't you?  Sooner or later, your will to resist will
crumble and you will come to me willingly."  Yohko stared at her
tormentor, horrified by her words.
     Horrified because she realized they were true.  All true.  If she
didn't get away soon, she was going to be ... beaten.  Utterly
defeated.  She was fighting with all her strength, but it wasn't going to
be enough.
     For the first time, she thought, oh, God, I need help.
     She shuddered as Reiko just ran her appraising gaze over
Yohko's naked body, a lascivious smile tugging at her lips.
     But who could help her now?   

***

     Breakfast had been a fairly tense affair.  The two Azusas
barely acknowledged each other's existence, and Ayako still wasn't
sure she wanted to trust Kamiri.  There was just something about the
woman that told Ayako she was trouble.  Still, they weren't really in a
position to refuse help.  After breakfast, Azusa and Chi went to the
store for more provisions.  Ayako figured they would be safe, since it
wasn't far to the store and there would be plenty of people around. 
That left Ayako with her Azusa (or Azusa 2 as she had jokingly called
herself after their first meeting with Yohko) and Kamiri.
     "So, Kamiri.  You're a ninja."
     "Among other things, yes."  The green-haired beauty lounged
back in a chair, her long legs crossed, and regarded Ayako archly.  
     "Other things.  Yes, Azusa and Chi said you used magic to
help them against the succubus," Ayako mused.  Kamiri's smile
widened.
     "I have some ... minor talents in that area," she said smoothly. 
"But what about you?  I hear that you are a Devil Hunter as well. 
How is that?"
     "Her grandmother trained her to be the Devil Hunter of the Mano
clan!" Azusa said proudly.  Kamiri arched one slim eyebrow.
     "But I thought Yohko was the Devil Hunter," she said.
     "Ayako was trained to take the title from her!" Azusa told her. 
Ayako gritted her teeth.
     "Azusa, that's enough," she warned.  Kamiri, though, was
obviously interested.
     "Really?  Then you two are enemies?"  Ayako frowned.
     "My grandmother was bitter at losing the position of 106th
generation Devil Hunter to her twin sister, Yohko's grandmother.  I
WAS trained to steal the title back, but during our duel Yohko and I
were forced to fight together against a demon.  We decided that we
need not fight our grandparent's battle ..."
     "Although you can still challenge her!" Azusa interjected.  "I
bet you'd win, Ayako!"  
     "Now is not the time for such things," Ayako sighed, wishing
Azusa hadn't brought the entire matter up.  "We are both Devil
Hunters, and right now Yohko needs our help."
     "Indeed," Kamiri said, her stare making Ayako
uncomfortable.  "But it would be interesting to know which of you was
stronger ..."  The discussion was cut off by a startled cry from outside. 
The three jumped to their feet, Kamiri and Ayako reaching the door
one after the other, Azusa trailing behind.
     Trouble had found them again.

***

     Azusa 2 lost sight of Ayako as she tore around the corner of the
house toward the front yard.  As she reached the bottom of the steps,
though, she was brought up short by a weak cry.
     "A ... zusa.  Help ..."  She stopped, looking behind her. 
Yohko was there, leaning against the house, looking weak and shaky. 
She gasped with surprise, running away from the others and towards
Yohko, hidden by the house, reaching her just as she collapsed.  She
knelt, her arms around the stricken girl, holding her tightly as Yohko
leaned weakly against her.
     "Yohko, what happened?" she asked, alarmed, as shouting
began in front of the house.  Yohko turned her face up to Azusa 2,
trembling.
     "I ... oh, Azusa ..."  Yohko's arms stole around her, one
encircling her waist, the other hand sliding around the back of her
neck.  Azusa was about to call for the others when she noticed
something odd.  Something began to wriggle out of Yohko's mouth. 
A worm?  What the hell was THAT?
     "Yohko, what ...?" she began.  Then she felt Yohko's fingers
slide up into her hair and take a firm grip, and Yohko's arm around
her waist tightened painfully.  Yohko smiled, something strange
emerging from her mouth.  It was sluglike, with tiny waving tentacles
around its penile head.  Azusa stared in shock, then opened her mouth
to scream.
     That was a mistake.
     Yohko's head darted forward, her mouth clamping wetly to
Azusa's, and the girl's scream was smothered as the parasite surged
forward into her defenceless mouth.  The smaller girl's body was
pulled tightly against Yohko's, her head pulled back as Yohko held
her in the foul kiss.  Azusa tried to scream, but the slimy thing was
forcing its way into her, slipping past her lips and filling her mouth with
its taste.  Her muffled screams began to falter as it sent tendrils snaking
down her throat, and she began to feel warm and pleasant, a haze
descending over her thoughts, her struggles fading.  She shouldn't
fight, something told her.  It felt good, didn't it?  So good.  She should
just relax and let go, and she would be safe.  Everything would be all
right.  Everything ...
     The last thing she saw before the darkness took her was
Yohko's triumphant eyes, glowing an unearthly red.

***

     Ayako knew as soon as she saw the beautiful creature
perched on the wall in front of the house that this was the succubus
that had attacked Azusa and Chi.  The creature regarded them all with
bored amusement, spreading its wings slightly.
     "Well, well.  The gang's all here, aren't they?  Good.  That will
make this simpler."  Chi had backed away, hiding behind Azusa.  The
bags of groceries were laying in the driveway where they'd been
dropped.  Ayako felt her temper stretching dangerously thin.  Who
was this hell-bitch to be taunting HER?  She raised her arm and
spoke.
     "Foul corrupter of the pits, you soil this place with your
presence.  In the name of our missing comrade, I will punish you for
your arrogance!  I am the Devil Hunter, Ayako!"  Her clothes burst
away in blaze of light, and dark tendrils crept over her body, becoming
her dress, high collared and sleeveless, with the high slit skirt and Devil
Hunter symbol on the chest.  Only hers was black, not red like
Yohko's.  She held out the Whip of Distraction, handle in one hand,
clawed tip in the other, and drew her arms apart.
     "Oh, my.  So you ARE a Devil Hunter after all.  My Mistress
won't be happy to hear that," the Liliss pouted.  "Still, I have brought
a surprise for you.  Look."  Yohko frowned at the transparent attempt
to distract her until Chi's dismayed gasp made her turn.
     "Yohko?"  It LOOKED like Yohko, all right.  She was
wearing her Devil Hunter dress, and had an unconscious Azusa 2
gripped tightly against her with one arm.  Liliss laughed.
     "You see?  Your ally has changed sides!"  Ayako stared at the
newcomer, controlling her breathing as she extended her senses.
     "That's not Yohko," Kamiri said flatly.  Ayako nodded.
     "I know," she responded grimly.  The fake Yohko laughed.
     "Why don't you come a little closer?" she taunted.  "Unless
you want your friend here to get hurt."  Ayako scowled.  It would be
hard to fight with the succubus on one side and this creature, holding a
hostage, on the other.  She saw a flash of light out of the corner of her
eye as Yohko's Azusa transformed, and she considered which threat
to address first.
     The choice was taken out of her hands moments later, when
the fake Yohko suddenly screeched in anger.  She turned to see the
succubus taking wing, soaring high above them.
     "What are you doing?" Yohko screamed.  "Where are you
going?  This was not the plan!"
     "I found out what I was sent to discover," the succubus
replied smugly.  "I'm afraid you're on your own now.  Have fun." 
With that, she was gone, and Kamiri, Azusa, and Ayako were free to
turn their attention back to the fake Yohko.  The fake sneered at them,
pulling the unresisting Azusa closer.
     "Can you really attack the likeness of your friend?" she asked,
trying to edge away.  "I still hold the girl, remember."  Ayako judged
the distance and then, in the blink of an eye, she sent her whip snaking
out to snare Azusa's body.  With a jerk she freed the girl from the
fake Yohko's grip, and Kamiri sent a handful of throwing blades
knifing into the fake's body.  They penetrated, but only a
greenish-yellow ooze came out, and the fake screamed in pain, its
arms transforming into tentacles that lashed out at the girls.  While
Azusa spun her spear and attacked from one side, Ayako laid her
Azusa gently on the grass and drew the whip back for another strike.  
     The creature didn't look much like Yohko now, its arms and
legs snaking around, its body slowly becoming a pillar of
greenish-yellow slime.  Ayako sent her whip at the creature again,
letting it wind around its waist and then summoning power.  Yellow
bolts of energy danced along the whip's length and the creature started
to smoulder. 
     "Noooo!" it screamed.  "Stop!  Mercy ... I ... can tell you ... a
secret ..."  Seconds later, Ayako's power overcame the creature, and
it exploded into dust.  Ayako retracted the whip, running over to
where Azusa was sitting up groggily, rubbing her head.
     "Azusa!  Are you all right?" Ayako asked anxiously.  The girl
nodded.
     "I ... think so.  What happened?  We were running outside,
and then ..."  Her eyes widened.  
     "Yohko!" she cried.  She was there, and ... and ..."
     "What?"
     "Uh ... that's the last thing I remember," she said weakly. 
Ayako nodded.
     "That wasn't Yohko," she said.  "It just looked like her.  And
she knocked you out."  The others gathered around as Azusa stood
woozily.
     "Oh, boy," she said.  "The day is really off to a good start,
huh?"  Ayako smiled.
     "Chi, would you help her inside?  Azusa, go with them. 
Kamiri and I will get the groceries."  The others agreed, and she and
Kamiri went over to the spilled food.
     "I like your dress," Kamiri said as they walked.  "The colour
suits you nicely."  She was staring again, but Ayako resolved to ignore
her.
     "Wonderful," she said.  "Listen, what the hell do you think just
happened?"  Kamiri smiled secretively.
     "Ah, so you are suspicious too?  That attack was poorly
executed.  Very sloppy, unless ..."
     "Unless there was another purpose behind the attack," Ayako
finished for her.  "But what?"
     "Well, Reiko was dealt with Yohko before.  And now she's
captured her.  But she may know nothing of you.  She may not even
have been certain that you were a Devil Hunter.  Perhaps she wanted
to see you in action.  She sacrificed the shape-changer to that end.  It
seemed rather put out when the succubus did not come to its aid." 
Ayako nodded grimly.
     "So now she know more about us than we know about her. 
That is not good."  Kamiri smiled, her lush red lips curving up slightly.
     "Perhaps.  However, I don't think she knows much about me. 
Perhaps that will give us an edge."  Ayako glared into the other
woman's eyes.
     "None of us know much about you, Kamiri," she said.  "And I
don't like that."  Kamiri gave her a seductive smile.
     "Perhaps later, we shall get to know each other better,"
Kamiri said in a low, intimate tone.  Ayako was surprised at the
double entendre, and Kamiri laughed, pulling back and lifting one of
the bags easily.
     "If you ask nicely," she added, turning to walk toward the
house.  Ayako watched the woman's shapely behind sway gently as
she moved, shaking her head, ignoring the tingle in her belly.
     Strange woman.

***

     Reiko lounged indulgently at one end of the large pool,
watching Yohko sulking at the other.  This was a delicate time, Reiko
knew, as Yohko began to realize the reality of her situation.  It was
becoming harder and harder for her to resist Reiko's advances, and
Yohko was beginning to understand that Reiko could, in fact,
overcome her will.  This was the time when the young Devil Hunter
would probably do something stupid and desperate.
     Of course, Reiko was ready for her.  She'd spun her web
tightly, and no amount of struggling would avail Yohko.  If anything,
struggling would just cause her to be bound even more tightly to the
Dark Queen.  She smiled to herself as she watched the girl, pretending
to wash herself while she calculated her chances of reaching the
doorway.  Reiko had left her hands unbound to make Yohko's task
easier.
     This promised to be entertaining.
     "Mistress."  She looked up to see the lovely Liliss standing
above her.  She waved languidly at the succubus.
     "Ah, Liliss.  What have you to report?"  Liliss lay down at the
edge of the pool on her belly, propping her chin in her hands and
staring at Yohko with a mixture of lust and envy.
     "It is certain.  Yohko's double is also a Devil Hunter, and a
powerful one.  She may be as powerful as Yohko herself."  Reiko
nodded.  She'd expected as much.  Still, now she knew for certain.
     "And the Sylyte?"  Liliss smiled happily.
     "It met with an unfortunate accident.  Its death was not in vain,
however, since I was able to watch how our enemies dispatched it." 
Reiko ran her finger across Liliss's lush lips, smiling seductively.
     "Good.  And it impregnated one of them before its ...
unfortunate demise?"
     "Yes, it implanted one of the Azusa twins with one of its
parasites.  That was a very clever plan, Mistress.  Without the host,
the parasite will initially be weak and easy to control."  Reiko moved
her fingers, stroking them through Liliss's tawny mane, provoking a
low purr from the succubus.
     "Yes, well, Sylytes are dangerous and not to be trusted.  As
soon as we weren't watching it, it would have been off implanting
humans and constructing a nest.  A nest of those foul things would be a
threat to my power base, and I won't have that.  Its parasite, though,
should be able to remain hidden in the girl and collect information for
us.  It's perfect."
     "Eventually, it will become stronger, feeding on her energy,"
Liliss sighed, clearly enjoying her Mistress's attentions.  Reiko could
see that she'd been neglecting her favourite, and resolved to rectify
that oversight.  Soon.  Perhaps she'd even bring her into her bed some
night, let Yohko taste the pleasures a succubus could bring.  However,
she could certainly show Liliss some of the attention she craved in the
short term.  
     "Yes, but by that time, it will be too late.  Either they will
discover and destroy it, or we will have to do the job.  In the
meantime, it will prove a valuable asset.  And we now know that we
are up against another Devil Hunter, and I can make plans to deal with
her before she disrupts my goals.  It has been a good day so far,
golden girl.  I am pleased."
     "Then, perhaps my Mistress would consent to ... a reward?"
Liliss asked breathlessly, her golden eyes seeking out Reiko's dark
violet ones.  Reiko smiled slowly.  Glancing over to make sure Yohko
was watching, she pulled the lovely succubus into a fierce kiss.  Liliss
moaned, resisting for a moment before yielding to Reiko's
commanding tongue.  Reiko drew the kiss out, not breaking it even
when she heard splashes and rapid footsteps heading for the door.
     When she finally pulled back, Liliss gasped and bowed her
head, her breathing ragged.
     "Mistress ... I need ..."
     "Not now, my sweet," Reiko smiled.  Liliss looked up with a
petulant frown.
     "Oh, the damned virginal twit's run off," she growled.  "Let me
get her for you, Mistress.  I've been wanting to get my hands on that
girl since I first saw her!"
     "Not this time, golden girl," Reiko purred.  "Let little Yohko
run.  She won't be going anywhere.  I think I'll let her suffer some
before I go fetch her.  In the meantime ..."  She scooted forward,
looking over her shoulder with a sultry smile.  "Why don't you come in
here and wash my back?"  Liliss licked her lips slowly.
     "Is that ... an order, Mistress?" she asked at last.  Reiko tilted
her head.
     "It most certainly is," she purred.  Liliss sighed contentedly.
     "In that case," she said, worming her way forward to slip into
the heated water fully clothed, "how can I refuse?"
     "You can't.  You can't refuse me ... anything."  Liliss slipped
in behind her, and the splashing and moaning started in earnest.  She
wrapped her arms around Reiko, pressing herself tightly against the
length of her, and Reiko covered Liliss's hands with her own as the
succubus rubbed herself lightly against Reiko's back.  Reiko sighed in
contentment as Liliss moved against her, sweeping her hair back with
one hand to rain hot kisses on her Mistress's bare neck and shoulder.
     Finally, Liliss's attentions awakened Reiko's need, and she
turned, taking the lovely demoness in her arms.  Liliss resisted,
knowing how her Mistress liked to play, and Reiko spent some
diverting moments bringing the lissome beauty under control.  Finally,
they were face to face, panting with exertion and excitement, Reiko
having pinned Liliss's arms behind her back.  She stared deeply into
her succubus's eyes.
     "You were mentioning earlier that you needed something?"
Reiko teased.  Liliss whimpered lightly, and Reiko pressed her mouth
against her willing captive's, surprised by the intensity of the
succubus's response.
     "So eager, golden girl," Reiko breathed as she broke away. 
Liliss swallowed, writhing lightly against Reiko's slick, naked body.
     "I'm sorry, Mistress," she whispered meekly.  Reiko just
smiled.
     "Oh, Liliss.  I have been neglecting you of late, haven't I? 
And except for Chi, you haven't had any diversion at all.  No wonder
you've been so worked up."  Liliss lowered her eyes as Reiko kissed
her tiny horns playfully.
     "I serve, Mistress," she said in a careful tone, and Reiko
paused.  Had she been neglecting her favourite that much?  She
sensed the beginnings of resentment here, against Yohko if not against
her.  She carefully raked her long nails up Liliss's back, smiling as the
beauty's breathing became more ragged.
     "Yes," she murmured.  "You serve me.  Many shall serve me,
Liliss, out of fear or greed or weakness.  But your devotion stems
from love, golden girl."  Liliss looked up, startled, and Reiko smiled. 
"Did you think I'd forgotten?"
     "N-no, Mistress, but ..."
     "But?"
     "You took HER as your bride."  Liliss spoke in a very quiet
voice, lowering her gaze again, and Reiko sighed.  Gently, she hooked
her fingers under the succubus's chin and brought her face back up so
she could gaze into those lovely eyes once again.
     "Liliss, heed me well, now.  I want Yohko.  I NEED her.  And
I desire to corrupt her, turning her completely to my side, making her
one of us in both body and spirit.  And I will accomplish that task, in
time.  Making her my bride was a way of ensnaring her, binding her to
me.  You must respect that."
     "Yes, Mistress," Liliss muttered meekly.  Reiko caressed the
side of Liliss's face with her thumb.
     "But.  You are my favourite, golden girl.  And you always will
be."  Liliss's eyes lit up at that, and Reiko laughed, running her free
hand down Liliss's back.  "Silly girl.  I am a queen, and I can make my
own rules.  I may have as many wives as I please, and I think, when
this is all over, that I must take you to my dark altar."
     "Oh, Mistress," Liliss breathed.  "I would be your most
devoted bride ..."  Reiko chuckled.
     "No doubt.  In fact, I would make you my chief wife.  Yohko
would serve ... under you."  She let her hand trail further down,
stopping at the base of Liliss's spine, suddenly remembering.
     "Hell's pits!" she spat.  Liliss jerked, alarm on her face.
     "Mistress, what ...?"
     "Calm yourself, golden girl," Reiko sighed, cursing herself for
being a fool.  Her fingers probed lightly at the rough spot under Liliss's
tight wet skirt.  "I just realized that I never got around to regenerating
your tail."  Liliss blushed lightly and looked away.
     "You can't spare any power right now," she said shyly.  Reiko
could see that her devoted lover was only pretending the matter was
unimportant, and cursed herself again.  How could she have forgotten?
     "Liliss," she said, drawing the girl's gaze back to hers, "that
beast would never have been able to bite it off in the first place if you
hadn't been protecting me while I was still weak.  And I promised you
I would regenerate it for you when I was recovered."
     "Mistress ..."  Reiko covered Liliss's lips with her finger.
     "When I have my treasure at last, golden girl, then I will see to
you.  You've waited too long already."  She slipped her finger into
Liliss's mouth and let the girl suck on it expertly, gasping with pleasure.
     "Yes," she hissed.  "You will be my right hand, Liliss, above
all others.  You shall be second only to me.  And you shall be my wife. 
Now, come here."
     After that, things got very wet, and very noisy.
     
***

     Yohko ran through the dark hallways, dripping wet and only
barely covered by the towel she'd had with her.  Her bare feet
pounded dully on the carpeted floors as she ran all-out, knowing that
Reiko and her pet succubus would be after her like the hounds of hell.  
     If I can find my way back to the bedroom, she thought, and
get my hands on my soul sword, then we'll see who defeats who.  She
WOULD have her revenge for the humiliations she'd suffered at
Reiko's hands.  She'd see the witch beg for mercy before she sent her
back to hell where she belonged.
     Unfortunately, she seemed to be ... lost.  The hallway seemed
to twist and turn a lot more than she remembered, and nothing looked
familiar.  She began to think that she should just start looking for the
stairs.  If she could get out of the house, she could go for help.  All she
needed was a little time away from Reiko and her constant mind
games.  Reiko kept twisting things, keeping the pressure on so Yohko
never had time to deal with things.  And the way she kept touching
her, pulling her into that huge bed ... it was obvious that the spells she
was casting were causing Yohko's loss of control.
     Yes.  That was it.  Embarrassing, but if she could get this damned
collar off and regain her powers, she wouldn't be subjected to Reiko's
damned taunting, her teasing, her butterfly kisses and pet names and
caresses and ...
     Yohko clenched her fists and stopped dead.  She REALLY
needed to get away.  She listened for any sounds of pursuit over the
pounding of her heart, but heard none.  Tucking her towel more tightly
around herself, she padded down the hall, her bare feet making no
noise.  She eased around a corner to see only more hallway.  Sighing,
she started down the dim corridor, until her eyes were drawn to one of
the many large oil paintings on the wall.  
     At first glance, it appeared to be merely a swirl of colour, but
as she stared, it resolved itself into forms.  Two forms, twined
sensuously around each other.  Two feminine forms ...
     She broke away with a gasp, shaking her head furiously. 
When she looked again, the painting was once more just a swirl.  She
moved on, feeling disturbed.
     It was getting harder and harder for her to deny Reiko's power
over her.  She'd never felt any sexual attraction for another woman
before, but Reiko was changing that.  Yohko WAS drawn to her,
even though she knew she never would have been had the Dark
Queen not been using dark magic.
     And a part of her questioned even THAT contention,
remembering how strange she'd felt during Reiko's gentle flirtations,
and during their first battle when she'd been the bound and helpless
recipient of Reiko's attentions.
     But even if she'd appreciated the sight of a beautiful woman
occasionally in the past, this was something different.  This wasn't sex; 
it was war.  The vanquished would serve the victor, and Reiko had
many weapons in her arsenal to fight this sort of battle.  Yohko had
none.  Every time Reiko made Yohko submit to her, it became harder
and harder to fight back.  Her body craved the dark electric pleasures
that the raven-haired beauty gave her, and it didn't seem to care that
she was being corrupted and controlled.  She believed she could have
resisted torture, but Reiko's sweet suffocating tainted kisses were
sapping her will, and if she didn't get away soon, Yohko had to admit
to herself that she might very well find herself completely under the
other girl's control.
     And a part of her, a tiny dark part, actually LONGED for that. 
That was what scared her the most.  She knew everyone had dark
impulses and fantasies, but those were personal things that ought to
stay hidden from the world, and usually did.  Here, though, those
harmless little flaws were being given full reign in an atmosphere of
corruption, and they were beginning to loom larger and uglier in her
consciousness.
     She couldn't help thinking that Reiko knew all about the dark
corners of the human soul, and that she was very accomplished at
feeding that darkness.  Yohko needed to find a ray of light, something
to cling to.  She could already feel herself slipping into the dark.
     The warm, comforting, liberating dark, where any sin would
be tolerated and only strength ruled.
     "Oh, God, I have to get OUT of here!" she whispered
desperately.  The damned hallways were endless, so finally she
stopped, reaching out to one of the doors that broke up the dark
walls.  She opened it cautiously.
     The scene inside was horrifying.  The succubus, Liliss, was on
the floor, bound tightly by thin leather straps.  A pulsating mound of
slime was making its way slowly up her body, its rope-like tentacles
cutting cruelly into her lovely bronzed flesh.  Her body and hair were
slick with the thing's slime, and as she watched several smaller
tentacles snaked out, wrapping around her throat, nipples, and
breasts.  Another larger one slithered up between her legs, ramming
itself home with a revolting wet slurping noise.
     As Yohko stood there, mesmerized, the worst part of all were
the noises.  Not the wet sucking sounds made by the creature, but
Liliss's cries.  They weren't cries of outrage or horror, but of passion.
     The look on her face confirmed it.  She was ENJOYING
herself.  As Yohko watched, the beautiful succubus turned her head,
her mesmerizing eyes meeting Yohko's.
     "Come join me, Yohko," she said in a low, sultry tone.  "We'll
show you pleasures beyond mortal understanding."  Yohko shook her
head slowly, backing away until she hit the far wall, unable to tear her
gaze away.
     "Yohkoooo," Liliss called sweetly.  "It's all right, Yohko.  I
know you want to.  And I understand.  Come.  Come to me.  Come." 
Yohko felt a tremor run through her body under the damp towel.  She
didn't want to, that was a lie.  She would never, NEVER do anything
like that ...
     She closed her eyes and ran blindly, Liliss's mocking moans
chasing her down the hall.  Her flesh seemed to burn with an
unwholesome fire, and she staggered to a stop when she collided
lightly with a wall.  Her breathing was ragged and uneven, and she
looked around.  
     More hallways, more doors.  The damned house couldn't be
that big!  Still, even though she didn't want to see what was behind the
doors, they appeared to be her only hope of escape.  It was either
that, or just lie down here on the carpet and wait for Reiko to reclaim
her, and she wasn't ready to admit defeat.  Gingerly, she opened
another door.
     Inside was a bed, much like Reiko's, and for a heart-stopping
moment she thought she'd found her way back to her sword.  Then
she saw the two figures in the room.
     The boy was Shin.  He was tied securely to the bed, much the
way she had been that first night.  He was naked, his skin slick with
sweat and covered with red welts.  Standing over him was a woman,
wearing a glossy black leather cat suit and high-heeled boots and
holding a whip.  Her long glossy brown hair was tied up in a
dominatrix's fall, and she swaggered slowly around the bed until
Yohko could see her face.
     It was her.  For a moment, she tried to tell herself that it might
be Ayako, her look-alike, but she knew it wasn't so.  It was her,
somehow ...
     "So, slave," the other Yohko taunted.  "Do you apologize for
ignoring me?"
     "Y-yes," he stammered weakly.  The leather clad woman
cracked her whip against his bare chest, and he yelped.
     "Yes, Mistress!" he corrected himself.  The other Yohko
smiled wickedly, drawing one gloved hand lightly across the welt she'd
just inflicted.
     "Better," she crooned.  "Now Shin, what would you like me
to do to you?"
     "Make me please you, Mistress," he begged.  She smiled
tolerantly down at him, then looked up at Yohko, the meeting of their
eyes sending a current down deep into Yohko's belly.
     "See?" her double taunted.  "You could have him.  You could
have any man you want.  Or any woman.  Just use your strength to
MAKE them yours.  That's what they want, after all.  What YOU
want ..."  Once again, Yohko ran, trying to ignore the building heat in
her loins as Shin's ecstatic moans lingered in the still air.  Her mind
was reeling.
     She's trying to get to you, Yohko told herself desperately. 
Don't let her.  You can beat her if you just hold on.
     The next door showed her teaching a class of beautiful young
men.  She was strutting around the front of the room in a tight skirt and
tighter blouse, and their eyes followed her everywhere.  Then she
started handing out detentions, and Yohko ran again ...
     The next room showed her in her Devil Hunter garb, sitting on
a throne.  But the devils were attending her, and several naked humans
grovelled on the floor in front of her as she decided their fates.
     In the next, she was dancing with Reiko in a crowded club,
slowly losing her inhibitions as the other girl's hands began to roam
more freely over her body, her mouth moving in to capture Yohko's ...
     In the next, she reclined on silks as her harem surrounded her,
eyeing her defiant new acquisition with amusement.  The bound girl
watched her with mixed anger, fear and anticipation as the other
Yohko rose, swaying carefully towards her.  She grasped the young
beauty's chin firmly and pulled her head up, asking her for her name in
honeyed tones.  The gorgeous young blond tried to pull away, but was
helpless.  Yohko watched with pleasure as the girl struggled futilely
against her bonds.  Finally, her hair escaping untidily from its tight bun,
her form fitting suit torn and soiled, she looked up at her new Mistress
with deep blue eyes.
     She said her name was Yui, and Yohko pulled her towards
the nest of pillows ...
     Yohko kept running, but each room held some dark,
depraved fantasy, usually featuring her.  And some deep dark part of
her was responding to what she saw, whether she was the aggressor
or the pliant slave, and that knowledge threatened to push her over the
edge.
     Finally, a scream building in her, she pulled open one final
door, to find herself looking outside.  She blinked, confused.
     There was Chi.  And ... Azusa!  But Azusa looked older,
more mature ...
     "So, it's been two years since Yohko disappeared," Chi said. 
"I can't believe we never found any trace of her.  I miss her, you
know?"
     "Yes," the older Azusa said sadly.  "So do I."
     "But ... but I'm not gone!" the frantic Yohko gasped.  Two
years?  What were they talking about?  She'd only been gone a
couple of days!
     "How've you been, Azusa?  I know its hard for you at this
time of year, being the anniversary of Yohko's disappearance and all."
     "Oh, I've gotten used to it," she sighed.  "But Yohko's mom
and grandmother are taking it badly, as usual.  I'm going over there
now to be with them.  Why don't you come along?"  Chi grinned.
     "Sure.  We can talk about Yohko, and old times."  The two
girls started walking away, and Yohko tried to go through the door,
but some invisible force held her back.  She hammered at the barrier
with her hands.
     "Chi!  Azusa!  I'm not dead!  I'm here!  Hey!  I'M RIGHT
HERE!  HEY!"  She screamed at them, but they couldn't hear her. 
She felt tears burn her eyes as she pressed frantically against the
unseen barrier, screaming at the receding forms of her friends.  Finally
they were out of sight, and she slumped against the doorway, her
throat raw.
     "It's not true," she whispered.
     "Isn't it?" a voice answered in her ear.  It was Reiko, but
Yohko was spent.  She didn't turn or try to run.  Why bother?  She
sensed Reiko's heat as her captor moved to stand behind her, almost
touching, and spoke into her ear.
     "You've entered my kingdom, Yohko," she breathed.  "Here,
I hold sway over everything, including you.  When I overcome your
defences every night, and you succumb to my darkness, how long do
you sleep?  A night?  A month?  A year?"  Yohko didn't respond, and
Reiko's hands came up to rest gently on her shoulders.  Yohko made
no move to push them away.
     "You've been here a long time, Yohko.  Much longer than you
think."  Reiko's voice was low, free of the mocking tone she usually
used, and Yohko shuddered as she considered that Reiko could be
telling the truth.  Two years?  Could that be true?  Could everyone she
knew have given up on her?  As her mind whirled madly, Reiko turned
her until they were face to face.  Reiko was wearing a silk robe of
black with a delicate pattern of red roses, and her eyes were almost
sad.
     "You're lying," Yohko whispered.  "You always lie to me." 
Reiko smiled gently.
     "No, sweet.  I have no need of lies, just as I have no need of
polite facades.  I let my innermost hungers have free reign, and I've
tried to give you that same freedom.  I wanted you, and so I seduced
you.  You will belong to me, Yohko, because I am stronger than you,
and because you continue to deny your own desires."  She gently
brushed Yohko's hair back from her face, her fingers feeling cool and
nice against Yohko's flushed skin.
     "The outside world has forgotten you, Yohko.  They've all
moved on.  I am all you have now, my innocent young bride.  But
don't be afraid.  I will take very, very good care of you.  As long as
you are mine, you will be safe."  Yohko gazed into those bottomless
violet eyes, and saw herself reflected there.  She saw her own despair,
her own doubts, and as Reiko embraced her she realized she didn't
now what was truth and what was lies any longer.  She was just ...
tired.
     And when Reiko tilted her chin up and kissed her trembling
lips, for the first time Yohko didn't try to resist.

***

     Ayako was not pleased with how things were going.  After the
events of the morning, they'd lost time while they'd regrouped. 
Finally, they'd decided on a course of action.  They'd needed to split
up to accomplish anything.  One group had stayed behind to place
wards over all the doors and windows to the house and beef up
supernatural security, since the enemy knew where they lived.  The
other group had headed for Yohko's school.
     They hoped to find some clue as to where Reiko might be
holed up in her school file.  Kamiri had suggested that she might be
able to talk the school officials into giving out said file.  Ayako had her
doubts, but reluctantly agreed.
     She didn't trust Kamiri to go alone.  She also didn't trust her
alone with any of the others.  Something about the woman still
bothered her, although her actions during the morning's attack had
been completely supportive.  As a result, she ended up going with
Kamiri to the school while Chi got stuck refereeing for the two Azusas
as they fortified the house.
     She watched the woman warily as they walked down the
deserted hallways toward the school office.  She moved with a lazy
feline grace that drew attention to her, her long emerald green mane
swaying gently against her lithe back.  Ayako was puzzled by the
almost animal magnetism that the woman possessed.  She knew others
felt it too; just walking down the street, men and women watched
Kamiri, both openly and surreptitiously.
     And Kamiri knew it.  She seemed to revel in it, completely
comfortable in her own skin the way very few people Ayako had ever
met were.  Her eyes were lidded, her lush lips parted slightly in a
smile, as she surveyed her surroundings like a queen touring her
holdings.  She made a room and its occupants hers just by walking in,
and her frank gaze made Ayako uncomfortable for no reason she
could name.
     However, she resolved to keep a close eye on the woman.  Kamiri
had helped them so far, but Ayako didn't want any surprises.
     They reached the office, and Kamiri turned to her with another
of those maddening smiles.
     "Perhaps you should wait out here," she said smoothly. 
Instantly Ayako's hackles were up, and she bristled defensively.
     "Why should I do that?" she snapped.  Kamiri's eyes danced
with mischief.
     "I only thought to spare you from having to watch my ...
unorthodox methods," she smiled.  Ayako jabbed a finger at the other
woman.
     "If you're thinking of using force in there ..." she began. 
Kamiri cut her off.
     "Nothing so clumsy, kitten."  Kamiri looked her over for a
moment, then nodded to herself.  "Perhaps you SHOULD watch,
after all.  You might appreciate my talents, and at the very least, you
could learn something."  With that, she pushed the door open and
slipped inside.  Irritated at Kamiri's superior attitude, Ayako
followed.
     The office was fairly large, but only one person was inside at
the moment.  She looked up from her desk as they entered.  She was
in her late twenties, slim and good-looking.  Wearing a conservative
skirt and blazer, she still managed to look quite sexy in a buttoned
down sort of way, and her straight dark hair was short, sheared off in
a bob just below the chin.  She frowned slightly at their appearance.
     "Yes?  May I help you ladies?"  Kamiri strutted slowly over to
his desk, giving him a dazzling smile.
     "Yes, I think so," she breathed.  "You see, I need any
information you have on a former student here, a Miss Reiko Akashi. 
I would like you to use your computer to call up her file."  The
woman's frown deepened.
     "I'm sorry, miss," she said coolly.  "That information is private. 
I can't give it out to anyone without permission from the principal or
the student's family."  Ayako watched Kamiri, puzzled and a bit
nervous at the was she seemed to be almost ... stalking the pretty
young secretary.  Kamiri walked slowly around the woman's desk,
holding her gaze as she perched herself on it lightly.  The woman's
expression changed to one of mixed bewilderment and annoyance.
     "Excuse me!" she huffed.  Kamiri stared down at her, and
Ayako noticed uncomfortably that the short skirt of Kamiri's outfit
showed a lot of leg.  From where the secretary was sitting, Kamiri's
panties would certainly be visible.
     "This is an emergency, though," Kamiri continued as though
the other woman hadn't spoken.  "We desperately need that
information.  I'm sure that it would be all right to give it to us.  Don't
you think?"  The secretary's face was a deep crimson and she sat
back in her chair abruptly.
     "I've already told you ..." she began.  Kamiri sighed.
     "I'm afraid, sweetie, that I'm going to have to insist."  Ayako
tensed.  No matter what Kamiri had said, this seemed like trouble. 
The woman reached for her phone, but Kamiri's hand came down on
top of hers, pinning it.  The woman gasped in outrage.
     "How dare you?" she cried, pulling free and standing.  In a
flash, Kamiri was also on her feet, grabbing the secretary around the
waist and turning so the woman's hips were pinned against the side of
the desk.
     "Kamiri!" Ayako called, alarmed.  Kamiri just glanced at her
casually.
     "It's under control," she smiled.  The secretary, getting over
her initial shock, began to struggle frantically in Kamiri's embrace.
     "What ... you can't do this!  Let me go!"  Kamiri kept one
arm locked around the woman's slim waist and slid the other inside
her tailored blazer.
     "What?  You mean you don't want me to do ... this?"  The
woman gasped, her struggles stopping abruptly, and Ayako stared
dumbfounded.  Kamiri couldn't be doing what it LOOKED like she
was doing.  Could she?
     But she was.  She turned her body slightly, and Ayako could
see that Kamiri was cupping the woman's full breast in her hand,
probing lightly at the nipple with her thumb as her long fingers
squeezed and kneaded lightly.
     "Wh-what do you think you're ... doing?" the captive woman
gasped.  "Stop it!   You ... can't!"  Kamiri looked down into the
woman's eyes, smiling tolerantly.
     "Oh, I can, dear.  Don't worry, I know how to make you feel
good.  So very good ... like this ..."  Ayako felt a strange heat in her
belly as she watched the woman's struggles, Kamiri's other hand
slipping down over the secretary's shapely buttocks and beginning to
caress her there.
     That's it," Kamiri crooned as the woman gasped, throwing her
head back.  "Just enjoy it."  There was a tearing sound as Kamiri
jerked the front of the other woman's blouse open with one smooth
motion, exposing a lacy white half-bra.  The woman squealed and beat
at Kamiri ineffectually with her small fists as the ninja slipped her
conquering hand inside and parted the bra in the middle, letting the full
ripe breasts slip free of their lacy prison.  She made free with them, her
dark red nails contrasting against the pale skin, and the secretary
gasped with reluctant pleasure.  Kamiri smiled, her compelling eyes
narrowing as she stripped the woman's blazer off with her free hand,
then moved it up to luxuriate in the woman's dark hair, tracing her nails
along the delicate nape of the neck.
     "Stop," the woman moaned.  "This isn't right ... you have to ... 
stop ..."
     "Make me," Kamiri whispered tauntingly.  "But you can't, can
you?  Not when I make you feel like this.  I know what you want,
what you need.  Just submit to me and I'll give you more pleasure than
you've ever had."  As Ayako watched, mesmerized, Kamiri pulled the
barely resisting woman into a kiss.  The secretary's struggles began to
taper off as Kamiri held her close, tilting her head back and plundering
her tender mouth with hot demanding kisses.  Finally, she broke away,
whirling the flustered and panting secretary around until she was
holding her from behind.  She sank into the chair, pulling the beguiled
woman into her lap, pinning the dishevelled beauty's arms inside of
hers as she cupped her prisoner's bared breasts hungrily.  
     This is crazy, Ayako thought, feeling rivulets of sweat trickle
down her back.  She just can't DO this!  It's obscene, it's
unbelievable ...
     But Ayako watched, entranced, as the snooty secretary fell
deeper and deeper under Kamiri's spell.  Kamiri fondled the woman
expertly, forcing cries of ecstasy from the woman's slim throat.  Even
their struggles were part of the erotic ballet they were performing, as
Kamiri drew the woman tightly against her, nuzzling her neck, licking,
kissing and biting her way along the line of her captive's jaw until her
moans began to increase in tempo.
     "What's your name, gorgeous?" Kamiri asked at last.  The
helpless woman didn't open her eyes.
     "Keiko," she breathed.  "Please ... stop, before ..."
     "Before what, Keiko?  Before you come?"  Keiko moaned
louder as one of Kamiri's teasing hands slipped down under her skirt,
her long fingers seeking the darkness between Keiko's legs.  Ayako
knew Kamiri'd found what she was looking for when Keiko gasped
and squealed.  Kamiri's smile was one of satisfaction.
     "Now, Keiko," she purred.  "I would like you to do me a
favour.  Call up everything the school has on Miss Reiko Akashi. 
Would you do that for me?"  She rested her cheek against Keiko's
and licked at the corner of the secretary's mouth.  Keiko nodded
helplessly in reply, and Kamiri moved the chair closer to the desk,
letting her captive reach the computer keyboard.  She continued to
tease and pleasure the woman as she typed in jagged spurts, pausing
occasionally as tremors shook her body.  Finally, Kamiri growled, a
low animal sound that caused Keiko to arch her back and gasp.
     "Niiiice," she breathed.  "Now print it.  Would you do that for
me, Keiko dear?"  Keiko nodded, and hit a key.  Ayako jumped as a
printer sprang to life beside her.  Kamiri's eyes met hers, amusement
and something darker in them, and Ayako finally managed to tear
herself away from the scene in front of her and go to the printer,
retrieving the pages there.  She listened, her face burning, as Kamiri
made a low sound like a contented tomcat.
     "Very good, Keiko.  I think you deserve ... a reward." 
Keiko's groans built in volume and intensity, until finally Ayako knew
the woman was trembling on the edge.
     She wouldn't, Ayako thought numbly.  But of course, she
would.  Keiko cried out sweetly as she came in Kamiri's arms, her
body shuddering with helpless ecstasy as she surrendered to the fires
that Kamiri had stoked in her.  Ayako watched with a kind of
detached fascination as Kamiri licked the sweat from Keiko's beautiful
face, then slid out from under her, letting the secretary fall back limply
in her chair.  Kamiri licked something sticky from her fingers, then
leaned forward to kiss Keiko fiercely.  Keiko's answering moan was
heartfelt and wanton, and Ayako turned away, wondering exactly
what she'd gotten herself into ... and if the other two could hear her
heartbeat.  It seemed they must, it was pounding so hard.
     Finally, Kamiri was beside her, opening the door.
     "Did you get them all?" she asked politely.  Ayako couldn't
meet the other woman's gaze, simply nodding.  Kamiri smiled.
     "Good.  Then we're finished here."  She started to leave.
     "What?  But what about her?" Ayako blurted.  Her clothes felt
too tight, constrictive and confining, and her skin was flushed and hot. 
Kamiri gave her a crooked grin.
     "I'm done with her," she said breezily.  "Unless you want to
try?"  Her grin was taunting, challenging, and Ayako's heart stuttered
painfully.
     She knows, she thought desperately, hoping no outward sign
showed.
     "Don't be stupid!" she snapped, brushing by Kamiri
brusquely.  "Let's go!"
     She gripped the pages tightly in her hand, hoping that this had
all been worth it.

***

Next: Yohko's doubts and despair continue to prey on her as Reiko
keeps up her relentless campaign to break the Devil Hunter.  Also,
Kamiri makes Ayako face her own dark desires, as Reiko devises a
plan to keep the group from reaching the shrine!  All this, and more fan
service!