This is a short fic I wrote in honor of Vision of Escaflowne/Tenkuu no 
Escaflowne, which is IMHO one of the finest anime series ever produced. 
Unfortunately, there is a lack of any interesting (or heck, any, period) 
escaflowne lemon/hentai out there, so here is my humble submission :)

[insert standard over-18 disclaimer, 
i-dont-own-escaflowne-and-it-is-trademark-of-sunrise blah blah here]

Enjoy! Comments/Suggestions/Complaints/Flames may be sent to 
xlot@hotmail.com :)

--Dusk

_The pendant_

"Now Merle, I want you to look closely at the pendant," Hitomi 
instructed.

The pretty young cat girl growled deep in her throat, but did as she was 
told. "Well? I don't see anything special, it's just a stupid pendant."

"Keep watching," soothed Hitomi, as she gave the pendant a shake. "See, 
count the swings."

"Grr--all right," Merle aquiesced grudgingly. 
"One...two....three...four...five..."

As Merle focused on the pendant, counting off each swing, Hitomi was 
carefully watching the cat girl's expression. Sure enough, after about 
ten seconds Merle's eyelids started to droop ever so slightly and her 
shrill voice started to soften. 

"Eleven....twelve...." Hitomi noted that Merle's jaw and mouth were 
becoming slack, and her eyes were starting to glaze over, but never 
wavered from their gaze on the now-bright pendant.

"Fourteeen...fiiiifteeeeen...thixtheen..." Her words started slurring. 
The young cat girl now had heavily lidded eyes and an entirely slack 
expression; she was also beginning to slump forward in her chair.

"nineteeeen.." she intoned in a tiny, lispy whisper that Hitomi found 
strangely yet undeniably attractive.

"tweeenteeeey.." the young, pretty cat girl had completely fallen under 
the "spell" (or whatever it was) of the pendant. Merle's head was bowed, 
strands of her reddish orange hair spilling over her face. Her breathing 
was quiet and extremely rythmic, and her young eyes had completely shut. 
A speck of drool formed at her slack, slightly open mouth.

Hitomi smiled, then placed a hand at Merle's chin and gently lifted it 
so they were facing each other. Merle's eyes, however, were still 
closed. 

"Merle, can you hear me?" she inquired.

"Hai," came the soft, slightly slurred reply. Hitomi felt herself 
getting damp.

"Merle, will you please open your eyes for me?" Another question, 
slightly changing Merle's reference.

"Hai," was the submissive little-girl reply. No doubt about it, this 
little cat-girl was hot.

Merle's eyelids slowly lifted, showing her large brilliant green eyes, 
now glazed over and unfocused, as if she were stil seeing the pendant 
swing back and forth...back and forth...back and forth. The two girls 
were still facing each other, but while Hitomi was intently studying the 
little cat girl, Merle was helplessly lost in the pendant's power. 

"Merle, do you know who I am?"

"Hai."

"Who am I?" Hitomi inquired, curious as to what Merle would say.

The cat girl paused, her mind obviously struggling with the pendant's 
'power'. Hitomi gazed at her, lifting a finger to lightly wipe away the 
drool that had pooled at a corner of the young cat-girl's slack mouth. 
Merle shuddered at her touch, something seeming to give way inside her. 

With no more hesitation, whispering now, her tiny, high pitched, lispy 
voice sounded indescribably erotic. "Hitomi-sanma...you are unworthy 
Merle's mistress, and the one who Merle obeys." Her voice trailed off, 
but the effect was done; a startled but aroused Hitomi nearly creamed 
her panties. 

"Merle--how did this happen?" She asked cautiously, uncertain as to what 
exactly was going on.

The young cat girl didn't hesitate. "Merle doesn't know, mistress 
Hitomi. All Merle knows now is that the pendant told Merle to obey 
Hitomi-sanma with all of Merle's heart and soul," she purred softly.

Heart and soul...purred. Hitomi couldn't help it; she creamed her 
panties. Moaning slightly, she watched in interest as Merle's nose 
twitched as the scent of female musk hit her sensitive cat nose. A tiny, 
delicate pink tongue appeared, as the cat girl delicately licked her 
small pouty lips. A soft, pleased purring sound came from the back of 
her throat, and the young girl erotically arched her slim body.

Hitomi could barely stand it. The formerly bratty little cat girl was 
quite a piece of work; she drank in the sight, seeing Merle wearing in 
her tiny dress, panting slighty with glazed eyes and an unfocused face, 
completely helpless and in her power. Almost without thinking, the 
teenager leaned forward towards Merle's pretty little face, still 
cupping a corner of the young cat-girl's face with her left hand.

She felt Merle shiver in anticipation--and then their lips met. As they 
touched, Hitomi heard an barely audible sound from the back of the 
cat-girl's throat. Not much more than a slight purring moan, it seemed 
to embody Merle's complete surrender and submission to her new mistress. 
Any semblance of will the young cat had remaining had been transformed 
into a slavish, adoring obedience to Hitomi. 

It was beyond erotic, and Hitomi could barely withhold her excitement. 
Wrapping her arms around Merle's lithe feline body, her hands slid down 
the back of cat-girl's small dress until they reached her tight young 
bottom. Hitomi stroked and teased the cat's naked buttocks (Merle never 
wore panties under her tiny dress). Merle writhed under her mistress' 
minstrations, moaning and purring uncontrollably.

"Puuuuuurrr...oh YES Hitomi-sanma...puuurrr...aaaahhhhh!!" The young cat 
girl crushed her mouth against her mistress', sending her small pink 
tongue to deeply explore the inside of Hitomi's own mouth. Startled but 
pleased by her young slave--? yes that was probably the correct term 
now--'s deep kiss, Hitomi pressed her own mouth against Merle's, using 
her own longer tongue to lock Merle's in a helpless grip. Merle seemed 
to enjoy her feeling of complete and utter helplessness, and her moans 
and purr's were increasing in volume.

Suddenly however, the cat girl broke off the kiss. A startled Hitomi 
watched as her young charge blinked several times, eyes closed, panting 
heavily. Suddenly her eyes opened wide, and Hitomi could see the lust 
(and submission) still displayed in them. With a sudden kitty 
exclamation, Merle leaped onto Hitomi, arms clutching her around the 
neck, smooth slim legs wrapping around Hitomi's waist. The cat-girl 
buried her face in Hitomi's neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and 
murmuring over and over

"Mistress....Hitomi sanma...Merle's mistress....unworthy Merle....will 
always obey....Merle's eternal mistress...always obey....mistress 
Hitomi..."

Alternating from the left and right, to her throat; Hitomi could feel 
her charge's hot breath and saliva over her neck and throat; the 
feeling, coupled with Merle's helpless-little-girl chanting, was one of 
complete and utter rapture for the young teen. She continued stroking 
and teasing the nubile young cat buttocks in her hands, further 
increasing Merle's squirming and moans, which had the added effect of 
increasing her efforts to please her mistress.

The two young girls continued their exploration of each other's bodies. 
Hitomi slid a hand from Merle's tight butt to her thigh, and then in 
between her legs. It was hot and damp between the cat-girl's slim but 
strong legs, and Hitomi could feel Merle suddenly tense up even more. 
Slowly, she continued moving her hand up the little girl's inner thighs, 
running her fingers along the smooth young flesh. Merle by now was 
emitting a nonstop purr of delight, interrupted only occasionally by a 
whimper and a murmer of "Merle is Hitomi-sanma's slave...slaaave," as 
she licked deeply along Hitomi's neck.

Hitomi's probing fingers finally reached the juncture of Merle's leg, 
feeling the extreme heat and dampness there. She sent a few dingers 
exploring further up into Merle's hole, and was rewarded by Merle' 
actions. The cat-girl suddenly froze, then pressed herself even harder 
against Hitomi (the teen could feel the cat's small budding breasts 
press against her own) and thrust her crotch hard onto Hitomi's fingers. 
Suddenly a burst of fluid flowed down Hitomi's fingers, accompanied by a 
crying moaning meow from the cat girl.

"Meeeahhhhroooowwrrrrahhhhh!!!!" Merle threw back her head mewling and 
screaming in pleasure, while still pressing her entire small body 
against Hitomi, in an attempt to convey her complete and total 
submission to her mistress. Her orgasm lasted for nearly a minute, after 
which the young cat-girl sighed softly, still mewling lightly in the 
back of her throat. She was still tightly clutching her mistress, and 
leaned forward, laying her head on Hitomi's shoulder.

Hitomi had been startled, then interested as she watched the young 
cat-girl in the throes of orgasm. Her right hand was coated with pussy 
(literally!) juices. She brought her hand up to her nose while Merle was 
laying against her and sniffed; the cat-girl's juices smelled 
interesting, and Hitomi tentatively licked her hand. Sweet, almost like 
honey. She sucked the pussy's juices off her index finger, then had 
another thought. 

"Merle," she whispered to the cat-girl laying limply against her.

Merle stirred, lifting her head from Hitomi's shoulder and gazing at her 
mistress with a gaze of complete adoration and submission. "Hai, 
Hitomi-sanma?" 

Hitomi was now holding Merle (who's firm legs were still locked around 
her waist) with one hand directly on the buttock; she shifted her other 
hand, still dripping with cat juices, in front of Merle's face. 
Understanding dawned on Merle's face, and she smiled at Hitomi with such 
an expression of lusty yet submissive eagerness that the teenager 
creamed her panties again. She'd have to wash them later--or maybe have 
Merle lick them clean? Thoughts began forming into her head of what had 
happened and what she could do now.

Meanwhile Merle had leaned her head forward and started on Hitomi's 
hand. Her small pink tongue emerged from her mouth, daintily licking 
several spots to prevent more juices from dripping away. The tiny licks 
soon turned to outright sucking, as the cat girl tried to completely 
clean Hitomi's hand. The young cat-girl's tongue was soon kissing, 
licking, and sucking at Hitomi's fingers, worshipping every inch of her 
mistress' hand--an extremely erotic feeling. 

Hitomi leaned back, closing her eyes and sighing. This could be the 
beginning of a lot of fun...

FIN

...for now (feedback would be appreciated and would be conducive to 
further writing efforts by the author :)

Hope you enjoyed this! Comments/Suggestions/Complaints/Flames may be 
sent to xlot@hotmail.com :)

--Dusk

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