Desperate Measures by Sailor Nemesis Excuses & Disclaimers: This story is a pure work of fiction, inspired by the Tenchi Muyo OVA series. It exists within a countinuity which includes the first OVA series, Special, Mihoshi Special and the Movie (no TV series or second OVA series because both were rather pathetic and pointless). This is an erotic fan-fic, it has lots of SEX. If you prefer gore and dismemberment, go read something else. To all fans of Tenchi Muyo, please enjoy. I have tried to make this as reasonable as possible (allowing for the sex), and hope you will agree that these are reasonable (however probable) depictions of the characters involved. Onward... 1st Tumble: The Plan Ryoko, artificial lifeform, former space-pirate, perennial houseguest and two thousand year old, looks better then most teenagers and can still kick Kagato's butt, lounged in the warm luxurious waters of Washu's bath-dome and thought about Tenchi. This was pretty much par for the course for Ryoko. Everyday she would wake at the same moment Tenchi did (she had drilled herself that way), and promptly seek him out. Like the earthgirls in Sasami's manga, she would mince and coo and try to look cute so he would notice her. Very often she overdid it. The truth was Ryoko was very bad at playing hard to get. She was bold and assertive by nature and this tended to lead her into expressing her affections for Tenchi in a way that was to foward for a Japanese girl. She was sure he saw it that way. But it was so hard to reign in her feelings. Whenever she saw him the urge to just warp herself around the boy she loved became so overwhelming there was just no way to stop. Ryoko felt sure that Tenchi cared for her deeply also. After all, she had watched over him since he was an infant, had been a silent witness to the grief when his mother died and even though they had never spoken during those years, she knew he had somehow always sensed her and drawn comfort just from being near her cave... Ryoko sighed, the movment causing her fair, full breasts to crest slightly above the water, thin rivulets of steamy water slipped down over her erect, pink nipples. She crossed one svelt, well toned thigh over the other and wiggled the long, supple toes of her foot. Bemusedly, she ran her fingers down across the sleek, taunt surface of her belly, down to the gentle swelling of her pubic mound and the hairless slit of her virgin sex. She chuckled at the fact that she, Ryoko the bold space-pirate was still a virgin after two millenia of hell-raising through the galaxy, but despiyte all that her heart was innocent in matters of romance. Her life-style before being imprisoned on earth left her ill suited to courting a demure, sensitive boy, and now that SHE was involved, matters were becoming desperate indeed. Princess Aeka. The thought of her rival made Ryoko growl, in anger, frustration, and fear. The Jyuraian princess, Tenchi's aunt, had thrown Ryoko's world into a tailspin. Just when Ryoko was free and able to spend some time with her Tenchi in person, Aeka swooped in from her quest to find her brother (posing as Tenchi's grandfather) and overnight decided she loved Tenchi also. Ryoko was suspiciously sure this had lots to do with Tenchi's resemblence to Yosho and Aeka's being lonely after her long voyage. Tenchi had a way about him that made everyone (at least if they were female) like him right off the bat. In the past, Aeka had been engaged to marry her brother (incest being a acceptable behavior on Jyurai) and now she, and Yosho seemed intent on transferrinf that betrothal to Tenchi. Aside from the fact that this all seemed highly unfair to Tenchi (he was noone's substitute!), it was a disaster for Ryoko. Aeka was everything she was'nt; demure, soft-spoken, restrained. She practically embodied traditional Japanese. And if she sometimes lost her temper or let slip her mean, bitchy side, well everyone forgot it once she smiled and blushed and bowed. Ryoko gritted her teeth in frustration, pursing her lips over her long, sharp canines. She tried, she really did, but somehow she always ended up looking second best next to Aeka. Second best in Tenchi's eyes... And even if he liked Ryoko, loved her, she dared to think, between Aeka and Yosho poor Tenchi did'nt stand a chance of avoiding whatever they tried to push him into and Ryoko could never compete with them in a arguement. She always lost her temper and did something foolish. Of course, Ryoko smiled ruefully, Aeka was'nt exactly her only rival. But the facts were clear. Sasami, Aeka's little sister, who was VERY sweet and VERY cute and would grow up to be a real beauty, was also too young and more like a little sister to Tenchi. Mihoshi, the brainless blond space-cop was just indulging a silly crush and there was no sign Tenchi noticed her. Ryoko's own mother, Washu, had made a pass or two at Tenchi, but that was just her mother's bizarre sense of humor. No, the enemy was Aeka, Aeka, Aeka. Ryoko reached over, past her bottle of sake to the choker of twisted silver metal that lay beyond. She stared at the pulsing red jewel embedded at it's apex. Ryoko felt a shiver of uncertainty at what she was planning to do. There were plenty of things that could go wrong and some dire consequences that would arise if they did. But the alternative was to lose Tenchi, she had finally convinced herself of this and since nothing else could be as terrible, there could be no turning back. The Plan had come upon her quite unexpectedly, while reading Sasami's manga. She'd been looking for more tips on Terran romance, when she came upon a charicature of a leather-clad teacher whipping some school-girls into submission. She asked Sasami about it (though she'd never admit it, Ryoko kind of liked the little princess) who giggled, blushed and gave her a confusing explanation of SM queens, an explanation Ryoko later learned was way off base. Curious though, Ryoko took the manga and flew into town. Sasami had once dragged her to the local manga shop and Ryoko returned there now, wearing earth clothes and one of Tenchi's caps to cover her alien ears. She showed the manga to the store clerk who looked embarassed and he blushed when Ryoko asked him if he had more manga with scenes like that one. He pointed down an isle. Reminding herself not to teleport to the spot, Ryoko walked down the isle, slipped past a middle-aged salaryman who quickly hurried out, and began scanning the stacks. She ended up being there for two hours, browsing and silently exclaiming to herself and blushing not infrequently. Few customers disturbed her. At last she marched to the counter with her selections only to shamefacedly realize she had no money! Ryoko made a swift about face back to the stacks and as soon as the clerk looked the other way she phased through the floor with her manga. She spent the next week reading and brooding in her cave. Noone came there anymore (not even her usually), but the thought brought a brief pang for Tenchi. Slowly though, the desicion had come to her, and once it did, she saw no choice but to follow it through to the end. There was only one way to ensure she and Tenchi would have the chance to fall in love. Ryoko would have to dominate Aeka. Ryoko folded her slim, tauntly muscled arms beneath her firm bosom and sighed. The thought gave her butterflys and made her throat tighten in fear and anticipation. The only way to stop Aeka from courting Tenchi was to control her, to own her, to make her eager to do Ryoko's bidding. And that was exactly what Ryoko was going to do. Ryoko reviewed everything in her mind, nothing must be overlooked. Most importantly, Tenchi and Yosho were away for the week, undertaking a pilgrimage to another shrine. Tenchi's father was inspecting the construction of a mall in Nara, Sasami was cleaning a horrendous mess Ryoko had intentionally left in the kitchen this morning and Mihoshi was nursing a hangover after she and Ryoko stayed up drinking last night (Ryoko's monstrous constitution helped with that). Washu was very busy with her latest project, Ryoko suspected she knew something was up but for once she thought Washu would'nt interfere with her baby. Azuka and Kamidake, the powerfull Jyuraian guardians who protected Aeka were resting in their recharging aparatus. Normally this process only took two hours, but Ryoko was the daughter of history's greatest mad scientist, and while no inventive genius, Ryoko had learned more in her first millenium then how to fight. The guardians would be stuck recharging for a full day, and the dim bullies would probably not even notice. That left Aeka herself. The Jyuraian princess had been quite willing in the past to take Ryoko on, but that too could be remedied. Aeka was no powerfull android like Ryoko; her powers were technological in origin and could be disabled. The key lay in the tiara Aeka wore, a device which resembled carved driftwood; this created Aeka's shields, energy blasts and all the rest. Without it, she was a helpless aristocrat. Ryoko was sure that when Aeka arrived in...ten minutes, Ryoko's internal timesense told her, she could relieve Aeka of her defenses before the Jyuraian knew there was a threat. That left just one final concern; Ryoko herself. Ryoko was no dominatrix by nature. Violent yes, loud and boistrous but she did'nt have the stomach to sexually dominate another sentient, even a bitch like Aeka. Ryoko was at heart a gentle and romantic girl...she stared back at the silver choker. It was called the Aggressor. Ages ago, when Ryoko had been a young girl, Washu had crafted this device so Ryoko would have the instincts to fight at a young age. Washu had many enemies and was distrustfull of the galaxy in general, so she had felt her daughter must be able to fight, seriously, while still very young. The Aggressor created strong feelings of agression and a driving will to fight and control a situation. As Ryoko matured and gained confidence, the device was disguarded, but Ryoko had kept it among her few belongings, just because her mother gave it to her. Now, it would save Washu's daughter again. With this, Ryoko swore as she lifted the device to her throat, she would defeat her rival and clear the path to Tenchi's heart. There was no other way, she told herself as she fitted the choker snugly around her shapely throat, the alien metal flowing to fit her present size perfectly. No other... 2cd Tumble: The Attack Aeka, punctual as always, arrived at the bathdome for her morning soak. The crown princess of Jyurai was clad in a lovely white kimono, decorated with red lotus prints. She carried her bath basin, shampoo and soap under one graceful arm. Aeka's features were those of a lovely sixteen year old girl, betraying nothing that would make one think she had spent the last eight hundred years in suspended animation, questing for her vanished brother. Aeka had very pale skin and rich, purple hair, cropped thick and short about her head, two long ponytails running down her back and the twin short ponytails of the royal house framing her heart-shaped cheeks and huge, ruby eyes. Her delicate pink lips were slightly pursed, and then curled in a grimace as she spotted Ryoko. The obnoxious space pirate was lounging naked in the hot bath, showing no sense of propriety at all. Hmmph, Aeka declared silently to herself. By mutual, silent consent, this time of day the baths belonged to Aeka. Ryoko was probably looking to start an arguement. Well, Aeka was not going to stoop to Her level. Holding her basin before her, Aeka advanced toward the bath. Ryoko turned to look at her as the princess approached. Aeka gazed levely back. Ryoko had a surprisingly long and graceful neck, her face more angular then Aeka's, with huge golden eyes and slitted pupils. Like a cat. Ryoko's hair was long and curved back over her head in thick, spikey locks, much like her mother Washu. Washu could also be most vexing, but Ryoko went out of her way to antagonize Aeka. Probably because of Aeka's special relationship with Tenchi-sama. Aeka smiled sarcastically as she thought this and was about to level a barbed remark at Ryoko when she stopped short... Ryoko was gazing at her very strangely. The annoying-one's eyes were narrow and slightly glazed, also something in her posture was subtlely wrong. Momentarily distracted from her pique, Aeka incuired "Something wrong, Ryoko-san?" Even to her great rival, Aeka was polite as befitted a princess. Ryoko did not respond, but only continued to stare at Aeka, her gaze penetrating. Aeka, suddenly afraid her comb was sticking out of her hair or a piece of cereal might be stuck on her chin or some other undignified mishap had befallen her person put down her basin and patted her face and chest. Finding nothing, she hastened to the bath and peered into the water at her reflection...Nothing amiss. She sighed gratefully. Nothing mortified her more then to appear less then perfect in front of Ryoko. Ryoko watched as Aeka rushed toward her. The pulses of the Aggressor nearly drove her to attack...Again she focused her will to channel her emotions. She did not want to hurt Aeka, to injure her. What she really wanted, and it helped that this was true, was to control her. To dominate her. To insure she could never steal Ryoko's beloved Tenchi. And what better way to dominate Aeka then to take her. Yes. To take her. Use Aeka's nubile body for her own pleasure. To force Aeka to service her. That would be the ultimate domination. Once she had sexually concuered her, Aeka would be helpless to interfere between Ryoko and Tenchi. The conservative Jyuraian princess would be humiliated and uncontrollable submissive to the one who claimed her royal virginity. Once Ryoko had taken her, Aeka could never bear to challenge her again...never again...never again... With a snarl, almost animalistic in it's intensity, Ryoko lept upon the distracted princess Aeka. Aeka let out a startled "Yelp!" as Ryoko siezed her by one arm and pushed her over onto the firm, mossy floor. Ryoko was very fast and very strong and before Aeka could quite formulate the thought for her tiara to generate a shield, Ryoko's long, powerfull fingers had flicked the device neatly off her head. Shimata! Aeka cursed in her thoughts. How did this she-devil know about the tiara's power. Surely she was not smart enough to...Aeka's thoughts abruptly ceased as she stared into Ryoko's eyes. They were staring fixedly into Aeka's, almost burning. It reminded Aeka of the way Ryoko had looked when Kagato had siezed control of her, that same furious intensity. But Ryoko did not looked like she was being controlled. Her eyes were very alert and fixed on Aeka's, searing into them like laser beams as though demanding entry to the princess's inmost self. Aeka turned her head away, unable to meet this lioness's gaze. "Ryoko-san" Aeka stammered, fighting to keep her voice level "you had best release me before the Guardians come to discipline you!", she finished, reagaining a bit of her fire but still unable to meet Ryoko's eyes. "Oh, I would'nt worry about them Aeka" Ryoko purred. "They're not coming. You see," she growled at the astonished princess who was staring at her now,"I sabotaged their recharge station. They won't be bothering us for a good long while. And, oh yes I almost forgot. I also set the locking mechanism on the bathdome door not to open after you entered unless I input my code. In case Sasami finishes cleaning the kithchen early." Ryoko truely, deeply enjoyed the look of speechless shock and growing fear on Aeka's face as she absorbed her rival's words. Aeka stammered disbelieving protests as Ryoko gazed down at her captive. The struggle had parted the top of Aeka's robe and the pale, snowy slopes of her breasts were partly exposed to Ryoko's gaze. But no, Ryoko thought. This is'nt enough. If Aeka is going to be my slave, I should get more familiar with her contours. Much more familiar. With a casual jerk, accompanied by the sound of tearing silk, Ryoko ripped Aeka's yukata open and away. Aeka gasped in shock, never expecting such an action. Then she spat "Ryoko-san! Release me this instant! When Tenchi-sama hears of this..."CRACK! Aeka's threat was cut short as Ryoko backhanded her across the face. Using just a fraction of her strength, the blow reddened Aeka's fair skin instantly and had it's desired effect. Aeka shut up. "Now" stated Ryoko, her breath fast "these are the rules. I say what happens, how it happens and for how long. You OBEY. If you don't obey, you get hurt. The more you disobey, the more it hurts. Now, I don't want to hear one more word out of you unless and until I ask you for one. Got it?" Momentarily overcome with shock and fear, Aeka nodded. Satisfied for the moment, Ryoko looked down over her concuered territory. Ryoko held Aeka's hands pinned at shoulder height, her legs and belly resting atop those of her captured princess. Aeka's hair was tousled but still clipped in place. Below the purple bangs, huge ruby eyes, the pupils widely dilated, stared back at her. Aeka's full, delicate lips were slightly parted and Ryoko could make out her little pink tounge, nervously licking her teeth beyond them. Aeka's neck was slender and gracefull, though not as long as Ryoko's, and melded into delicate, arched collarbones which joined with slim muscled shoulders. Ryoko could make out the fine shadow of shaven follicles in Aeka's moist armpits and smelled the slightly tangy whiff of regal perspiration. Aeka's breasts were like twin fruits, perfectly round, fairly large and taunt looking. The nipples were a dusky red, erect with fight or flight anticipation. Aeka gave an indignant gasp as she realized what Ryoko was looking at and snapped; "Get off me, you uncivilized cat!" Ryoko growled and then the air was split by a CRACK, as her hand slapped Aeka's unmarked cheek. Instantly the white flesh reddened, slightly brighter then it's now somewhat cooled off twin. Aeka yelped in pain but continued to order and deride Ryoko, her exclamations getting less restrained as each was silenced by a slap. "Let go you primative...CRACK...I demand you re-...CRACK...Stop this! You barbari-...CRACK...", finally Aeka realized Ryoko would not stop until she shut up. Aeka's cheeks were burning. She really was not used to pain. Aeka shut up. As soon as she did so Ryoko stopped. Now that she could look at her closely, and quietly, the Jyuraian princess really was beautiful. Ryoko pushed Aeka's hands up over her head and bound them to the floor with an energy band. Ryoko floated just off and to Aeka's side. Lounging beside her captive as if tanning, Ryoko continued to survey her captive. 3rd Tumble: Exploration & Conquest Aeka's breasts heaved with the exertion of her recent struggles and a fine sheen of female sweat covered them. The dusky red tips were fully erect now, thick nubbins of puckered flesh surrounded by a ring of tiny bumps. The sweat which formed on Aeka's nipples smelled a bit different from that on other parts and Ryoko leaned over to examine it. She breathed in a lungfull of faintly musky nipplesweat and found the odor...interesting. Aeka's eyes widened at Ryoko's proximaty, though she did not quite realize what Ryoko was doing. She wisely chose to remain silent. Ryoko leaned back, though she remained closer then before to better smell Aeka, and continued her eye's southernly exploration. Aeka's belly was smooth, snowy pale and very flat, with just the faintest swell cresting below her breasts. At it's sleek base couched the deep hollow of Aeka's navel. Ryoko looked lower, past that cleft toward Aeka's royal mons. The princess's pubic mound was crowned by a thick tuft of neatly shaped, purple hair. The rich, dense tuft of royal purple, darker then Aeka's other hair, spread in two thin lines down either side of her delicate vulva. Shifting herself like a cat, Ryoko slid down slightly to continue her survey. She could make out the cleft between Aeka's slender vulva, not so full as Ryoko's. Aeka's inner sex gleamed faintly, reddish and mysterious between her thighs. Looking lower, Ryoko gazed across narrow, delicate hips. Not so good for childbearing, Ryoko's inner self chuckled, by Japanese standerds. Ryoko's hips were fuller, more shapely then Aeka's almost boyish ones. The princess's legs were toned and shapely, though not strong looking. Ryoko's gazed trailed down them to Aeka's very delicate looking ankles, fragile like a doe's. Her feet were tiny and flawless, ten tiny pink toes which wriggled anxiously as Ryoko's eyes carressed them. Ryoko had a momentary urge to wrap her lips around one and suck, but she decided abruptly that other things should be sampled first. Sliding back up along Aeka's side, the daughter of Washu met her captive's eyes with the plundering gaze of a pirate. "I own you, Aeka." Ryoko declared, her voice low, a purr, almost growl. "You are mine. From now on, you will serve my pleasure. I will touch you, taste you, use you as I wish. If you try to resist me, I'll hurt you. If you submit and enjoy my attentions, I'll make sure you feel good to. But you are mine. I am the mistress, Ryoko-sama. You are my slave. My pet. My..."she hesitated, listened to the throb of the Aggressor"...bitch." she finished. "You will obey. You are mine." Aeka stared back at Ryoko in shock, actually too surprised to say anything. What had just come out of Ryoko's mouth was to unbelievable to be really happening. And yet Aeka was pinned to the floor, her arms secured, her naked body totally bare and reveiled to Ryoko's close scrutiny. At last Aeka found her voice. She would not let Ryoko humiliate her like this! Aeka opened her mouth to begin another tirade when Ryoko slapped her. Every time Aeka began to form words of contempt, protest or pleading, Ryoko's hand silenced her. The slaps were'nt all that hard but stung terribly on her sensitive cheeks. Finally, with a gasp of resignation and defeat, Aeka's head slumped as she fell silent. Ryoko smiled at her slave's mastery of the first lesson. Now, she could move on to something more enjoyable...Lowering her head toward Aeka's exposed and vulnerable breasts once more, Ryoko breathed in the delicious scent of Aeka's sweaty nipples. The red tips were erect and throbbing with agitation. Now Ryoko would give them a new stimulous. Parting her moist, full lips, Ryoko lowered them to Aeka's right breast and wrapped them firmly around the succulent nipple. She sucked hungrily at the princess's warm breast, laving the crinkled aureola with her powerful tounge. Aeka moaned in resistance and sudden desire, intense heat seemed to flow thru her breast from were Ryoko's lips suckled it. Aeka tossed her head to either side, her back involuntarily arching to meet the downward pressure of her paramor. Ryoko smiled at this response and sucked harder. She captured Aeka's nipple between her strong teeth and gave it a firm chew. Aeka whimpered in desire and discomfort, the powerful sensation sending ripples of heat into her other breast and deep into her belly. Ryoko sucked, licked and bit the moist tit of her rival...no, her slave, pressing her face into the yielding softness. Ryoko's right hand covered the helpless princess's left breast and began to mold and kneed it like soft dough, eliciting further moans from Aeka. The left hand slid down Aeka's warm flank, moist with fragrant sweat and stopped over her belly. Ryoko squeezed and then pinched Aeka's nipple, hard. Aeka squeeled and gasped, "No, Ryoko-san, dame...". Ryoko's fingers dug into Aeka's nipple and twisted. Pain flared through Aeka's body. Realizing her mistake, the Jyuraian princess ceased her protests. As long as she obeyed Ryoko, she would feel more pleasure then pain, and that suddenly seemed very appealing. Ryoko's powerful fingers began to rub Aeka's smooth, pale stomach in slow circular patterns. She traced over the toned muscles beneath, running across the rounded bands which crossed her pet's stomach and down to her navel. Ryoko pressed one nailed finger inside. She dug with gentle firmness at the hot, crinkled flesh beneath even as her mouth continued to suck, chew and pull at Aeka's ripe breast. Aeka groaned and panted with desire. Ryoko was taking her, forcing her. It was frightening and angering but it still felt sooo good. Aeka moaned desperately and arched her belly into Ryokos demanding finger which prodded and stroked her navel as though seeking entrance to her body. The heat within her traveled down between her thighs and rooted there, forming a cauldron beneath her belly. Ryoko felt the heat and desire churning in her prey. She began to slink down Aeka's body, her mouth leaving a wet trail as it lapped down the the slope of a heaving breast and ventured down across Aeka's stomach. Aeka felt a momentary sense of loss as Ryoko's mouth left her breast, but the sensations in her lower regions continued to increase. Ryoko licked the moist flesh of Aeka's belly, the salty secretions flowing onto her tounge. With a low growl she slowly hooked her finger in Aeka's navel and drew it out, firmly clawing the lip of flesh at it's base. Then she covered the hole with her lips and thrust her tounge in hard. Aeka gasped. While not as strong as the finger had been, the wettness and added intimacy of a tongue made the fires in her groin and breasts flame brighter. Ryoko sucked and probed at Aeka's navel for several minutes, learning the princess's taste there and breathing in the increasing odor that rose from her sex. Ryoko could smell Aeka's excitment, her desire, could feel it in the way the princess trembled and arched beneath her. But she must concuer her slave, fully. Ryoko lifted her head and growled; "Open your legs." Aeka froze, or at least her heart seemed to for just a second. Open her legs? Bare her untouched, virgin sex to this marauding beast. Never! Even Aeka had rarely touched herself there. And never in a way that onyl a husband should. "No, Ryoko-sama", she gasped, realizing in despair she had called Ryoko her superior. Her defiance was met by a sharp CRACK as Ryoko brought her hand down on Aeka's vulnerable breast. "Aaah!" Aeka cried out at the pain. "Aaah! AAH! Uuh!" Each time she cried out as Ryoko slapped her breast, the very one she had been suckling earlyer and left in a very aroused state. The pain was too much for Aeka. She spread open her sleek thighs, opening her gates to the space pirate who had once ravished her beloved Jyuraiheim. Smiling in triumph, Ryoko lowered her head to gaze closely at Aeka's exposed sex. The proud, purple fur was matted with sweat and pearlescent fluid that welled up from deep within Aeka's body. Her vulvar lips were puffy and swollen with excitment, her trecharous body's sign of it's readiness to couple. The inner lips were swollen and distended, gapping slightly, offering Ryoko a glimpse of the honeyed depths within. Ryoko lowered her head to within a few inches of the princess's cunt and sniffed her. Aeka's sexy, musky, slightly flowery scent wafted pleasantly into her nostrils. The odor was not as strong as Ryoko's sex scent, but it made her toes curl and brought a low growl into her throat. After a few more sniffs, she let forth a lungful of hot breath across Aeka's mound. The princess whimpered and unconcious spread her thighs further apart as the heat of Ryoko's breath merged with Aeka's own heat and fanned it. This was almost like what she had imagined her wedding night would be, albeit she had never pictured it so explicitly. Her brother Yosho or more recently, Tenchi would hold her, unwrapping layers of ceremonial garb until her nakedness was bare. Then her husband would touch and arouse her until they consumated their love. This was very similar, except she was here with Ryoko, who was taking what she wanted by force. Aeka was shocked to realize that while she was outraged, and afraid, she did not feel revulsion. Her body and increasingly her inner self, her emotions, were accepting this conquest, this right of possession, though she could not understand why. Just then Aeka's back arched sharply and she squeeled as Ryoko's tounge slipped up slong her dripping vulva. Ryoko drew her tounge along one drenched fold and then down the other, lapping up the delicious ooze like cream. Her slender powerful tounge probed past the outer lips and across the inner, poking and laving the scarlet crinkles as she sampled another girls cum for the first time. Aeka writhed in mindless ecstacy, her abck arching, breasts swaying as her body danced to a primal rythm. Finding the throbbing bulb of Aeka's clitoris at the apex of her sex, Ryoko's tounge lashed around it before sucking it into her mouth. Aeka screamed in raw ecstacy, her mucles taunt and straining as she fought to free her hands to press Ryoko more deeply into her. Ryoko sucked and gently bit at Aeka's sex. The pain only added to Aeka's intense pleasure and she humped her crotch wantonly against Ryoko's plundering mouth. Hungry for cum, Ryoko lowered her tounge and drove it into Aeka's depths. She dove into a reservoir of juice filling Aeka's vagina and scooped up as much fluid as she could, swallowing it with relish. Then she drove her tounge in again, thrusting deeply, lashing against the walls of Aeka's canal. Aeka was panting, hips bucking uncontrollable as Ryoko feasted on her sopping pussy. The heat within her crested and she screamed out in unparralled ecstacy as an orgasm exploded thru her body. The pleasure spiked and cut thru her from her sex to her heart and brain, waves of pleasure slamming thru her with undenyable force. Ryoko felt the surge, smiled as she felt how powerful it was, pleased in the knowledge of her power and control of Aeka's body. As Aeka relaxed slightly after several powerful climaxes, Ryoko pressed her fingers against either side of Aeka's sex and began to rub her wet flesh. Aeka was still floating on an orgasmic plateau as Ryoko pressed and firmly rubbed her pet's vulva. Then she pressed a long, powerful finger past Aeka's outer gate and up to the entrance of her vagina. Aeka whimpered and gasped in shock, desire and embarrassment. Ryoko could feel the warm barrier which guarded the princess's inner depths. Aeka's hymen was mostly intact and entirely untouched, the property of Aeka's husband by Jyuraian custom. Aeka knew she must fight, must insist that Ryoko stop, must scream and hope someone heard her...But she did'nt. The power of her own passion and Ryoko's robbed her of the will to fight. Ryoko was powerful and undeniable, as Aeka had always pictured her husband to be in bed. As a Jyuraian princess, the freedom to chose one's own mate was denied her. From birth, her destiny was to belong to Yosho, but he no longer wanted her. And Tenchi was never very clear about his feelings. But Ryoko-sama was here and she clearly wanted Aeka very much. And she was too strong and demanding to refuse. And at that moment, Aeka could'nt want to refuse. Ryoko pressed against the princess's virgin seal, her strong finger toying with the barrier to Aeka's seething depths. Depths Ryoko wished to explore. She lashed her tounge across Aeka's clit, inciting a new wave of untrollable spasms thru Aeka's belly as her body prepared itself for another orgasm. "Now and forever, Aeka" Ryoko growled against the mons "you are MINE!" With that she drove two fingers into and through Aeka's royal maidenhead. Aeka screamed in shock and pain as her inner depths were opened. Ryoko's fingers ripped through her prey's hymen and pressed deeply into Aeka's vagina. Even as blood leaked out and was scooped up by Ryoko's hungry tounge, her fingers rubbed skillfully at the muscular walls of Aeka's vagina. Aeka whimpered and then moaned as pain turned to pleasure, increasing pleasure as Ryoko rubbed and carressed the pulsing walls of Aeka's tunnel. Ryoko growled like a lioness exerting her dominance as she finger-fucked the helpless Aeka. The girl was hot and tight around her fingers, then air full of their mingled scents, sweat and cum splashed across her skin. Ryoko drove a third finger into Aeka's grasping sex and twisted her digits, arm pumping powerfully, pushing Aeka along the floor as she entered, the princess's weight inpaling her more fully as she rocked back down onto the invading fingers. Aeka screamed in pleasure and submission as she climaxed again and again. She drove herself back at Ryoko, meeting her concueror's thrusts with those of her own hips, showing Ryoko she excepted and welcomed their coupling. Ryoko buried her fingers in Aeka's spasming cunt up to the webspace of her thumb, then drew back and slammed home again. Her sharp canines nipped at Aeka's belly and mound, the falshes of pain adding to Aeka's pleasure. Ryoko had cum several times herself from the sheer passion and possession of how she was fucking Aeka, but she wanted more. She wanted the proud princess's tounge lapping in her cunt. She wanted Aeka to smell and taste her mistress. Ryoko slammed her fingers in again and again as she powerfully fucked princess Aeka, the crown princess of Jyurai, now her slut. Then she withdrew, her fingers making a wet, squelching sound as they evacuated Aeka's vagina. Ryoko rose to a crouch and moved up. She smiled down triumphantly into Aeka's wide, astonished, overwhelmed eyes. Then Ryoko lowered herself to her knees, straddling Aeka's shoulders, her legs forming a sleek, muscled arch with her sex at it's apex. Aeka stared upward at Ryoko's bare mound. "Lick my pussy", Ryoko growled at her. Aeka's eyes glistened, her breath harsh and rapid as she gazed up at Ryoko's dripping sex. Thin trails of sap ran out from between the puffy lips and down the cat-girl's strong thighs. Aeka could smell Ryoko's powerful female scent, musky and sweet and compelling. Aeka felt a surge of primal submission well up in her. Seeing the acceptance in her eyes, Ryoko lowered herself to Aeka's face. Aeka gasped in shock and humiliation as Ryoko's wet mound made contact with her noble lips and nose. Ryoko's sex was hot, throbbing with need and soaked with her desire. All Aeka could smell was the powerful sexual scent, invading her nostrils, arousing and subduing her with it's atavistic message to serve her mate. Aeka licked. She thrust out her tounge and hungrily lashed it up through Ryoko's drenched folds, gathering rich juice as she went. Aeka licked and then sucked Ryoko-sama's hungry cunt as her mistress rocked back and forth above her. Ryoko growled and panted with pleasure. She was fucking Aeka's mouth! After so many months of snide, superior remarks by the arrogant princess, now Jyurai's proud daughter was Ryoko's sex-pet. She ground her sex hard against Aeka's face as her orgasms began to rip through her. Ryoko screamed and ejaculated a stream of girl cum down Aeka's throat. Aeka drank her lioness's offering and continued lapping, squirming her tounge between Ryoko's vulva and around her clitoris. The coral red nub of flesh stood out proudly and Aeka carressed it with eager devotion. In response Ryoko twisted and moaned, almost crying as she came again and again from the excruciating pleasure. Finally, after nearly an hour of riding Aeka, Ryoko slid off her and gazed down at her slave. Aeka lay before her, flushed and drenched in sweat and cum, hers and Ryoko's. Her crotch was red and slick with juices, legs half splayed, her noble lavender bush matted with the signs of her lust and possession. Some blood still clung to her inner thighs. Aeka's lips were slightly parted and her cheeks literally dripped with Ryoko's cum. "Remember, Aeka. You are mine. Your sex is mine and so are you, you slut." Ryoko gazed down in self satisfaction and pride. "You may clean up now and dress. If you tell anyone what happened I'll whip your ass raw and then fuck you till you pass out. I'll see you soon, Aeka-chan." With that Ryoko teleported to the door, disengaged the locking mechanism and teleported out. Aeka lay still and silent for several minutes before gingerly rolling onto her side. She crawled over to the bath and slid into it, huddling by the side of the pool. Eventually she began to wash herself. Tenchi-sama, she thought miserably...Then the image of Ryoko thrust itself into her thoughts. Ryoko-sama, she thought, with lust and fear... 4th Tumble: Domination "Konnichi wa, onesama!" Sasami greeted her sister when Aeka returned to the house late that afternoon. She had been with Ryoko for several hours in the bath and then spent another two hours soaking and walking very slowly back to the Masaki house. "You're late" Sasami chided her playfully. "Thats not like you. Were you daydreaming, hmm?" Sasami smiled and pirroetted around her sister. Aeka smiled weakly at her and nodded. "I was just thinking about...Tenchi-sama." Sasami nodded as though she were hardly surprised and asked;"Can you help me with dinner? Mihoshi just started feeling better and I don't want to tear her away from Sailor Moon Omega right now. It's the big fighti OW!" Sasami punctuated this last with a violent upsweep of her arms. Aeka, who was feeling a bit jittery almost started. "Of course, Sasami. I'll be down as soon as I change." Aeka quickly ascended the stairs and crept past Ryoko's room to the one Aeka shared with Sasami. She ducked inside. Aeka quickly shed her robes and lifted her house-work clothes. She turned to reguard herself in the mirror. She still looked the same. Proud face, elegant of hair in the style of the royal family, ruby eyes that reflected the light more brilliantly then any stone. But so much else had changed. She dressed quickly and went to help her sister, grateful for the distraction. Ryoko for her part was in high spirits. She flew and floated lazily among the clouds, feeling more free then she could ever remember. It felt good to have the Aggressor off; the device made her a bit nervous. But now, for the first time since Aeka had arrived, Ryoko felt she and Tenchi had a chance. A chance to love, to be together. She felt a twing of guilt for what she had done. Without the choaker to inflame her emotions, her treatment of Aeka disturbed her a little. But Aeka had left her no choice. The spoiled princess did'nt really know Tenchi. She just wanted him as a substitute for Yosho. Damn it if Ryoko was going to let that happen. This morning had been a good start, but Aeka needed more training if her first submission was going to take. The real test would come tomorrow... From Sasami's point of view, dinner at the Masaki household that night was pretty strange. Aeka sat very quietly, studying her food. Ryoko also stayed quiet, eating heartily and occasionaly glancing at Aeka, though not in her usual suspicious way. Ryoko did'nt seem to think Aeka was laughing at her or looking down on her. It was as though she kept checking to make sure Aeka was still there. Mihoshi was her normal self, gobbling and chatting about TV and manga. Washu was lab-bound; Sasami left a plate outside her door. She looked back at Ryoko and Aeka. It was almost like they shared some secret. Sasami laughed aloud. Naaw, masaka... * * * * * The next morning, Aeka walked up the long, winding stair that led to the Masaki family shrine. She wore a pale blue kimono trimmed with indigo, her long ponytails hanging straight and neat down her back. Aeka was about halfway up the stair, which took half an hour to ascend at her stately pace, when Ryoko rose up through the path ahead of her. Ryoko wore a white cut-off tee which exposed her sleekly muscled midriff and worn jeans with the button undone. The choaker of twisted silver was about her neck. "Good morning, Aeka-chan" Ryoko purred. "I see you dressed to please me." Aeka took a half step back and then glared. "You sh-should speak more respectfully to me Ryoko-sama, san!"she finished desperately. "I have my tiara now and the Guardians are available. So just leave now." The last sounded almost like a plea. Ryoko smiled, her confidence bolstered by Aeka's insecurity. "No, Aeka. You're mine now. I fucked you. I took your precious royal virginity. You're mine and your slutty body knows it." The Aggressor sang in her mind, bolstering her proud fury. "Now I'm going to fuck you again. And again. Until you know it as well. You can fight if you like, I'll subdue you. And then I'll punish you. Do you want to be punished?" Aeka shook her head. She had seen Ryoko fight Kagato. In a real fight, and it would be, she knew she had no chance. It would only attract attention, and Aeka's pride could'nt bear to have others witness her shame. She lowered her head. Ryoko smiled. She took Aeka by the hand and teleported them both deep into the woods. Ryoko slowly, almost gently slid the kimono off Aeka's shoulders. Then she ripped off the princess's undergarments with a powerful sweep of her fingers. Aeka gasped as the crisp air met her exposed flesh. Her red nipples hardened in response to the air and her trembling anticipation. Ryoko pushed her face up against a huge sakura tree. Wrapping Aeka's arms around the trunk as far as they would go, Ryoko energy manacled her playmate's wrists together. "Wha- what are you doing, Ryoko-sama? Nani?" This was all Aeka had time to stammer. Ryoko fell to her knees behind the bound princess and pushed her ass-cheeks wide, exposing Aeka's backside down to her purple haired sex which was beginning to leak. Ryoko pressed her mouth to Aeka's pussy and drove her tounge into the newly deflowered slit. Aeka moaned in helpless pleasure. Soon her hips hunched back to meet Ryoko's mouth, hungry for the long, agile tounge which was straining to reach Aeka's womb. Just as Aeka was about to reach her first climax, Ryoko stopped licking. g. Then she grunted as Ryoko drove her powerful fingers into Aeka's clenching tunnel. Ryoko pistoned her digits in Aeka's grasping sex, then curled them as she pushed her entire fist into her slut's warm, tight cunt. Aeka squirmed up, hips thrusting to avoid the overwhelming penetration. Unconcerned with her prey's protestations, Ryoko began to pump her fist in Aeka's gapping vagina. She thrust in deeply and twisted her hand, rubbing the inner walls with her knuckles. She pumped deeper until she reached the Jyuraian slut's cervix and ground against it. Aeka let out a squeel and came. Again and again powerful climaxes ripped through her body. She clung to the tree, hurt and arowsed as her nipples and belly rubbed against the bark. Ryoko's fist thrust up into Aeka's belly over and over for what seemed like hours. Finally, when the last climax was rung from her shuddering, ravished body, Ryoko released Aeka from the tree. When Aeka lifted her head from the moist soil, she saw Ryoko standing before her, naked from the waist down. Weary but resigned, Aeka crawled to her mistress on hands and knees and began to lick her juicy folds. Ryoko petted Aeka, pulling her hair when the girl's tounge wandered off target. Aeka obediently lapped pussy until Ryoko gave her leave to stop. Then Ryoko left her. And so it went... Ryoko had staged her intial attack the day after Tenchi and Yosho left to go visiting. They were not expected to return for one week. On the third day, Ryoko molested Aeka on her way to the shrine. On the fourth day... Aeka was in her room, tidying up while Sasami made breakfast downstairs. Her sex was feeling a bit sore and stretched after Ryoko had taken her again yesterday and the Jyuraian princess was sincerely hoping there would'nt be a repeat performance today. It disturbed her that there was a small voice in her mind hoping Ryoko would molest her again. Somehow, her thoughts about Ryoko-san had changed since that first attack two days ago. The thought of Ryoko attacking her, touching her, tasting her... "Ohaiyo gozaimasu, A-e-ka chan". Aeka whirled around in shock as Ryoko phased up through the floor. The space pirate was quite naked, her graceful black cat-tail swirling behind her. Before Aeka could quite get out a startled 'what are you doing here', Ryoko was embracing and kissing her passionately. Aeka struggled for a moment, though she was already groaning with desire. Ryoko quickly stripped her and pushed her down onto Aeka's own bed. Growling like a tigress, Ryoko licked her way down over Aeka's breasts and belly before driving her tongue into the princess's wet slit. Ryoko sucked and licked at Aeka's pussy until the helpless girl was panting with her desperate need to cum. Ryoko slid up Aeka's body, rubbing her wet cunt over Aeka's breasts before settling it over her gasping mouth. Aeka obediently sucked Ryoko's cum until her mistress climaxed onto her. Then Ryoko slid her hips down Aeka's sweat-streaked torso until their pelvises were opposed. She smiled as she arched her prehensile tail and the drove it into Aeka's vagina. Aeka screamed and came, shuddered and came again as the tail twisted and probed her deepest depths. While not as large as Ryoko's fist, the tail could go further up Aeka's cunt, right into her womb. Aeka moaned, "Hai, hai. Ryoko-sama!", as Ryoko penetrated Aeka's most intimate place. Ryoko twisted and plunged her tail into Aeka, the wet sucking sounds of their coupling filling the room as Aeka orgasmed and Ryoko ground her clit into Aeka's pubic fur, bringing herself off. "O-nesamaaa", Sasami called through the door. Aeka almost froze in panic, though her hips continued to jerk up to meet her mistress's thrusts. Ryoko smiled and kept fucking her. "Wha..what is it, Sasami-chan?" Aeka stammered. Sasami replied, "Breakfast is ready, o-nesama." "Oh. I'll be right there. I just want to finish something." Aeka let out a small squeek as she orgasmed. "Do you need any help?" Sasami offered. "No! Err, no Sasami. I can finish my own chores." Sasami shook her head, o-nesama was so stubborn, and went back downstairs. Ryoko shuddered in climax, biting down on Aeka's left breast hard enough to leave her mark. Flashing Aeka a last dominant look, Ryoko flew through the wall. Aeka lay there for several minutes to catch her breath. Then she rushed for the washroom to clen herself before breakfast. On the fifth day Ryoko did nothing to Aeka. She wanted to see how far she could stretch her control of her sex-slave and she wanted a break from the Aggressor. The device bothered her, even if everything was working out perfectly. Aeka had still said nothing to anyone as far as Ryoko could tell. When she and Aeka crossed paths the princess was very quiet and her gaze brushed the floor. Just as she often acted around Tenchi...Ryoko smiled at her success. On the sixth day... Ryoko approached Aeka as the princess was sweeping leaves outside the ancestral shrine. Ryoko's expression was unreadable, and for the fist time in the last week, she was'nt wearing the silver collar. "Ryoko-sama" was Aeka's greeting. "Hai, Ryoko-sama,"Aeka's mistress intoned, nodding slowly. "You understand you must obey me, Aeka. You do see that, don't you?" "Hai, Ryoko-sama." "Good", Ryoko smiled brightly, her sigh of relief inaudible. "Then heres what you will do..." 5th Tumble: Epilogue Tenchi returned to the Masaki family shrine with the familiar sense of vague forboding he had become used to ever since curiosity had completely changed his life. As a boy, he had always dreamed that some great secret treasure lay beyond the ancient locked iron doors of the demon-cave near his family shrine. Some wonderful something that would change his life forever, bring back some of the magic lost when his mother went away. And in a way it had. Ryoko was a good friend. Impossible to tolerate sometimes, but even when he was furious with her he never stopped caring. They shared a special bond, as if she had somehow heard all those childhood wishs he had made outside her prison, though that seemed unlikely. And even with all the trouble his wacky collection of houseguests brought into his life on an almost daily basis, Tenchi would not have traded the times he had with them for the world. Because they had brought alot of magic into his life. All in all, he had to admit, his life was going alright. Except for the rivalry between Aeka and Ryoko. Tenchi was not stupid. He rarely thought about it, but he had a good idea of what was going on around him. Lately his own thoughts had been turning to questions of girls and dating, but he resisted the idea. Partly because he was shy and uncertain of how to relate to women. Especially because of what he knew whould result the minute he decided to date either of his friends. The other would be devastated and almost certainly leave. Forever. Tenchi did not want to lose a good friend. Tenchi did not want to hurt one even more. So he tried not to think of Ryoko and Aeka that way. He hoped and prayed that the situation would somehow resolve itself... He was approaching the gate to the family home. Azuka and Kamidake occupied their accustomed places. The rest of the household was turned out to greet him and o-jichan. Sasami smiled brightly, still in her apron. Washu watched with a disturbing look of maniacal glee barely held in check. Mihoshi was fiddling with her red crystal cube, it looked like she was playing a game of some kind. And Ryoko and Aeka... Tenchi literally stopped and stared for a long moment. They were'nt fighting! He had been certain they would be. They ALWAYs fought at moments like this, each trying to look good while sabotaging the other. But Ryoko was standing casual and relaxed, though her eyes shown when she looked at him and it was clear she was making a valiant effort to seem demure. Normally Aeka would be doing something that made this impossible. But the princess stood, silent and patient, her eyes uncharacteristically downcast. Wondering if perhaps something truly horrific had occurred, Tenchi quickened his pace. "Ta-tadaima" he fought to keep his voice even. "Welcome home!" everyone fairly chanted. Then they were all buzzing around him, chattering about what they all did while he was gome, asking questions about the trip. "O-kairinasai, Tenchi-san" Aeka said politely. Tenchi smiled and nodded. "Thank-you, Aeka-san. Have you been well?" "Hai," she replied. "Very well. Though Ryoko-sama and I need to talk with you later..." Tenchi barely had time to blink at her tone when Ryoko wrapped herself around him in a gentle bearhug. "Welcome home, Teenchii" she purred. 'Oh gods!' Tenchi thought. This is it...he looked fearfully to Aeka. But the princess was'nt sputtering in fury! She did'nt look like murder was on her mind! She looked...rather disinterested. Tenchi was on the verge of deciding some evil alien power was at work when Ryoko whispered in his ear; "Its alright Tenchi. Aeka and I settled matters while you were away. We decided this silly feud has gone on long enough. No more fighting for us. We'll tell you all about it later." He wanted to question her further, but Washu was approaching and Tenchi wanted his hands free for defense... * * * * * "...and thats how it is, Tenchi" Ryoko finished. He turned to look at Aeka. "Are you sure, Aeka-san?" "Hai, Tenchi-san. I have not been very fair to you all this time. Expecting you to assume the responsibilities of my brother was wrong. I like you very much. You are among my dearest friends. But I do not think we will ever be...closer." The words sounded very sincere because they were. Aeka had found her lover, her protector in Ryoko. And if her mistress wanted to marry Tenchi and keep her as a loveslave, then that suited Aeka just fine. Tenchi nodded slowly. "Well, if thats how you feel...I...I hope you will always be happy. And never forget...I am your friend". Aeka nodded, happy he understood. Then she bowed to them both, mostly to Ryoko-sama, and left. Tenchi and Ryoko stared out across the nightime landscape of the valley. A blanket of stars lite the sky with wonderous glory. Ryoko smiled. "Tenchi-san?" He glanced at her, smiling but nervous. At last she could say it. "I love you, Tenchi." A short glossary of Japanese terms used... -san: honorific, similar to Mr. or Miss. or Mrs. Used to equals. -sama: honorific, similar to -san but used to superiors, a term of greater respect. Hai: yes Ie: no -chan: cute, sweet, small and adorable Dame: impossible. Something one must'nt do. Konnichi wa: good afternoon. Masaka: it can't be. Expression of disbelief. Nani: what? Ohaiyo gozaimasu: good morning. O-nesama: big sister. Way of referring to an older female reguardless of relation. O-jichan: gramps. A disrespectful way of referring to your grandfather or an elderly man. O-kairinasai: welcome home. Said upon return from the day.