Chapter 11 - Angel Blade: Resolution--Part 9

Part 9

The next morning, Angel Blade awoke to the sensation of a tongue doing wonderful things to her sensitive regions. Assuming it was Chloe or Elaine, she smiled and gave a moan, keeping her eyes closed and enjoying this delightful way to be awakened. Her fingers reached down and she slid her fingers into the hair belonging to the person who had decided to start Moena's day this way. To actually be so attentive to stay there until she was waking up and please her when she did...

The mouth between her thighs stopped what it was doing a moment.

“It's about time you woke up,” a young voice said simply.

In spite of the wonderful feeling she'd been enjoying, Moena was immediately on the defensive. She sat up abruptly and drew back to the edge of the table she had been sleeping on.

“You!”

Karin smiled easily, completely unconcerned with what Blade thought of her.

“Yes, it's me. If you hadn't been so set on fighting, you would have found out long ago it's fun to be my friend.”

“We will never be friends!” she declared. “You hurt my friends!”

“No, I didn't hurt your friends,” Karin corrected. “I just pretended to be your schoolmate so you'd come to see us. I actually hurt myself so we didn't need to hurt your friends.”

She said it so absolutely matter-of-factly, Moena took a moment to register that what she'd said could be true. She hadn't hurt Seiryu. She had been Seiryu. At least this last time she was.

Karin waited for Moena to be able to realize she was being truthful before she went on.

“See? We don't have to be enemies. The GeoBloods... Nailkaiser... Chloe and Elaine... even me. We're all part of Mother's plan, and she wants you to be part of it, too.”

Moena seized on this admission.

“Her plan to rule everything, you mean.”

Karin smiled and her next words shook Moena's concept of reality to its foundations.

“No, silly. Her plan so that people can live in the world again.”

Moena had learned as a child how the cities were the only places where people could live any longer. The rest of the Earth was a toxic wasteland. Even the sky above the cities was a kind of lie, an illusion to make people forget that the planet was now completely shrouded in heavy clouds that blotted out the sun, the moon, and the stars. Living beyond the borders of the cities, those islands of habitable land that humans had managed to save from the devastation beyond, was impossible. Only the most resilient life forms had survived out there. Humans were not one of them and so to survive had locked themselves away in the controlled environments of their numbered cities.

“The GeoBloods...” Moena said. “They were created by the Dark Mother to kill humans and take their cities.”

“Of course they weren't,” Karin replied as she settled herself in more comfortably. She needed to make Angel Blade understand what was going or she'd still fight her destiny, and that would be a terrible waste after all they'd gone through to get to this point.

“Mother understands that it will be a thousand years before the world can heal enough for humans to inhabit the rest of the planet again. Chances are the cities will fail long before that happens, so she's been trying to breed a race that can live through the collapse of the cities.

“The GeoBloods weren't supposed to kill humans. They don't need cities to live. They were made to be able to live outside the cities. They were Mother's first attempt at finding a way to help humans adapt to the world again.”

“But they attack women,” Moena responded.

“Well, I agree they aren't very smart,” Karin conceded. “They have the idea that they're supposed to breed, but since there aren't any female GeoBloods...” She shrugged as if to say their behavior was nothing more than a misplaced desire to procreate.

Blade recalled what Ayane had said about what scientists had discovered.

“But they can't impregnate human women.”

“No. Mother was just starting her studies when she created them and she admits that the GeoBloods aren't what she'd hoped. She had hoped that a Geo-human hybrid would have the intelligence of humans and the strength and vigor of the GeoBloods, but she couldn't get them so they were fertile.”

“So why does she allow them to prey on helpless women?”

“Most of that was to get you to where you would listen to her. She doesn't want them to attack humans, but if they didn't, the Angel System would never have been created. Someone had to play the villain. Mother simply is willing to let people hate her and sacrifice her children when she hopes it will eventually save life on Earth.”

It wasn't precisely truthful, but it was reasonably close. Phantom Lady was actually more driven by base desires and less emotional than many humans liked to appear, but she still wanted to create a race that combined the best of human and mutant. She was just more a person who felt 'the ends justify the means' rather than being the nurturing maternal figure Karin was painting her to be, but Moena needed to think of her as a woman who had sacrificed herself for the greater good. Looked at from a certain narrow viewpoint, it was true. She did intend to create a race that could inhabit the planet once again.

But she couldn't let Moena examine that line of logic too carefully or she might start to realize there were many more humane ways of accomplishing her mother's goal.

“You see, ever since you first appeared as Angel Blade, Mother recognized that you can be part of the answer and began working towards this end. But since everyone saw her as a villain, she knew you'd never trust her unless we proved you aren't in any danger from us. The second you were here where we could show you we're not a threat to you, she hasn't ordered any attacks on the city by GeoBloods. And we haven't tried to capture any of your friends to use for leverage against you, have we? That was all over and done with once Mother realized you were acting out of ignorance rather than wanting to keep humans trapped in the cities. Your friends are all perfectly safe...” Then she added casually, “Especially since we haven't had to stop them from trying to rescue you.”

Karin had chosen her words carefully so she didn't technically lie to Moena. Not lying meant she didn't have to worry about Moena “seeing through” what she was telling her. Indeed, Phantom Lady had not ordered any attacks by GeoBloods. Karin had been in charge of ordering any such attacks when and if they were decided to be needed, and they weren't intended to hurt humans. More importantly, she had been careful to see that all the Angel Units and other human heroes were too occupied to come looking for Blade. Even the one attempt by the others to break into the Dark Mother's lair to discover if Moena was being held there had been allowed to succeed enough to turn their attentions elsewhere. As such, all the things she'd said were technically truthful, and Karin found it especially fun that she was able to mislead their victim with carefully chosen facts tailored to lead her to the conclusions they wanted from her...

Such as the assumption her friends had abandoned her from the barb about “...we haven't had to stop them from trying to rescue you.” That had been particularly satisfying to come up with since it undermined her belief in her old friends while making her “new friends” seem to care more about her.

But Moena wasn't willing to simply accept what Karin was implying at face value.

“No. My friends and family wouldn't just abandon me. Aunt Kyouka would never stop looking. Neither would Shaiya or Elphie.”

This was something Karin had predicted Moena would bring up.

“Ah, yes,” Karin smoothly interrupted. “Your dear friend Elphie. She's known as Angel Beretta, is she not?”

Moena realized she might have given them information that could put her ally and former lover at risk, but Karin waved away any such thought the moment she saw it come to Blade's mind.

“We know much more about Elphie than you do. In fact, Mother wanted you and Elphie to become close. It was why she sent her to you.”

The implication of this clearly shocked Moena to her core.

“No! Elphie is an Angel Unit. My father is responsible for her, not Phantom Lady.”

Karin seemed to be getting particular enjoyment out of this line of conversation since it was one of their greatest triumphs in their campaign to win over Angel Blade.

“Yes, Elphie is an Angel Unit and your father made her one. But haven't you wondered what happened to Nailkaiser? Weren't you ever curious why she suddenly disappeared just when a new Angel Unit should appear?”

Moena wanted to deny the possibility that one of her friends... one of the only people she ever allowed herself to be intimate with could have been part of the Dark Mother's plans.  Recollections of that night came back, including the brief moment when she had thought she'd seen something coming out of the bright golden light of that night...

But Karin was going on.

“Mother wanted to be certain someone would be close by to protect you... and to help you discover yourself as a woman. Nailkaiser eagerly volunteered for the job when she understood what was entailed. She had fallen for you very early, and Mother was more than happy to help her protect you since not everyone was willing to follow Mother's orders about keeping you safe. All it took was a bit of magic on Mother's part to change Nailkaiser's appearance and voice, and then placing her in the right place at the right time to have her run across your father.

“Once she had convinced him of her sincerity in wishing to help you and guard your back, he was more than willing to use one of his precious Angel pendants to help her. He even commented how easily her Angel transformation had gone. It was because Mother had used all her studies to make Nailkaiser into the perfect vessel before sending her to encounter your father.

“What happened after that was simply things taking their... natural course.”

While she didn't want to admit it, Moena had to admit Karin's account made sense. It also explained the “hallucination” she'd seen of what had seemed to an angel's silhouette in the light.

Of course, Karin didn't point out that Phantom Lady had also been the one to send Widow and her minions to give Elphie a reason to become an ally of Angel Blade. This was all about controlling the narrative, spinning things so that Moena's basic assumptions were undermined. 

From the expression on Blade's face, Karin believed they had succeeded.

Now she's ready for Mother.

It took them a short time to travel to the Dark Mother's castle, and during the trip Karin continued to chip away at Moena's defenses, answering questions in carefully prepared responses which led her to the conclusions they had wanted. By the time they arrived, Blade was unsure what was real any more. Deserted by friends, her mission basically a farce based on incorrect information, those she thought her enemies actually turning out to be friends... and more.

Incredible sex had a tendency to make humans want to believe things even when their logic told them otherwise. It was the premise the entire operation Karin had set up was based on.

And on the trip, Karin continued to do little things to bring herself into physical contact with Blade. Nothing too obvious, but every time they touched, the Mistress's daughter could tell a little thrill went through their victim, using the natural attraction Phantom Lady had wired into their DNA to continue to draw her into their web.

When they touched down, Moena was primed and ready.

The final tableau was one Karin had been most particular about, so rather than making Moena walk all the way to the Dark Mother's throne room to be greeted, instead the great villainess that had haunted her dreams for so long greeted them as soon as they touched down.

But this looked nothing like the intimidating figure she'd battled to rescue her aunt. There she had been dressed in her headdress, spiked shoulder guards, heavy elbow-length gloves and cloak that spread out like wings, all designed to make her appear more powerful. Moena would never have recognized the figure she was facing as being the same woman. This woman was quite simply beautiful and compellingly sensual. She was dressed (if one could call it that) in much less flamboyant fashion, modest shoulder coverings and leggings leaving her functionally naked, her long silver hair flowing freely. Her slight smile was welcoming and not at all mocking as she might have expected. This was easily one of the most beautiful women Angel Blade had ever encountered. Her figure was even more exaggerated than her Aunt Kyouka's or Moena's Angel form, the Dark Mother being both taller and more buxom than any Angel or mutant she'd seen . The only thing that marked her as other than human were her distinctive garnet-red irises.

In spite of her recollections of the battle she'd waged against this woman, Blade was stunned at the difference. The one thing that was most difficult to reconcile was the immediate ache from between her thighs at the sight of this spectacular female.

Moena wasn't suspicious enough to recognize that she was responding to the conditioning she'd been undergoing at the hands of Chloe and Elaine. Both had been designed to set off the erotic triggers of any woman who was an Angel Unit, and with such intensive work by her minions to reinforce that trigger, it naturally carried over to their genetic “mother” who shared so many traits with them, making Moena feel equally drawn to her.

It was the most devious part of Karin's plan and the reason for the days of erotic torture and then sexual fulfillment Blade had undergone.

In spite of all this, if Karin had not brought her here, Moena would have flatly refused to accept this was the same woman.

But when she spoke, the voice was the same mature, rich contralto she remembered even though her words were completely at odds with the villainess she'd faced across the swirling mass of chaos the day they fought.

“Welcome home, my dear,” said Phantom Lady.

She made no move that might have been seen as threatening. The gorgeous figure stood alone near the empty landing pad, no sign of weapon or symbol indicating her station as the commander of the forces she'd been fighting ever since she had discovered her role as part of the Angel System. All she did was open her arms, beckoning Moena to accept this version of her.

Not letting Blade stop to consider what was wrong with the picture rather than what had been designed to draw her in, Karin gave their target a friendly nudge towards her mother.

“Go on, silly,” she said with a smile, as if Moena's hesitation was completely unfounded.

But some part of her brain continued to tell her this was all wrong.

Reading the hesitancy on Moena's part, the Dark Mother let her arms down to her sides, a wistful expression on her face.

“I understand.” Then, as if she were coming to a decision, the compelling woman said, “Here... perhaps this will reassure you.”

She crossed the short distance between them, but rather than embracing Moena as she seemed to have been inviting, the Mistress slowly and carefully reached up and gently touched the side of her face with one graceful hand, then her fingers went down to the heart pendant at Angel Blade's throat.

There was a slight click, then she stepped back so she could hold out her hand and show Moena what she now held.

On her outstretched palm was a small electronic device housed with a heart-shaped cavity the perfect size to encase her pendant.

“You are not a prisoner. Karin's device is not needed any longer. You are family.”

This was NOT part of Karin's plan, and she reacted accordingly.

“Mother!” she exclaimed, thinking the Dark Mother had lost her reason. She was threatening to undo everything they had worked for by letting Angel Blade have full access to her former strength and power.

“No, Karin,” she said gently, “we are asking her to trust us. It's only right that we trust her as well.” Her fingers closed around the metallic suppressor and crushed it in her grip.

Moena felt energized in a way she hadn't realized she had been missing, feeling the Angel Unit strength flooding back into her.

And with it washed away the last of her hesitation.

Karin had set up the entire scenario to coax Angel Blade over to their side, each step bringing her ever closer to their goal of turning her without Moena even being aware of the process. But it was this unplanned gesture of trust that completed it.

Blade was about to say something, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out but a small wordless noise around the lump that had risen in her throat.

The Dark Mother stopped and turned back to them, and with a look that said she understood, she again gave her gentle half-smile and held out her arms in welcome.

This time, Moena didn't hesitate.

Burying her face in the upper slope of Phantom Lady's impressive chest, Blades arms went around the larger female, and the maternal figure quietly stroked her hair in a comforting gesture.

Over the next hour, the Mistress slowly brought Angel Blade into her “inner circle”, explaining how the war between them had been largely a matter of each side not communicating well with the other... how Moena's father and she had both actually been after the same objective but simply from opposite sides of the problem, neither one willing to concede that the other's view might be partly valid until the day Angel Blade had demonstrated her power in overcoming the chaos during their last battle.

It was then that the Dark Mother had realized that the Angel System was the missing part of her own work, and only by combining their efforts did they have a chance of ever reaching their mutual goal... 

Repopulating the world.

She also made several passing comments about her surprise at how little effort Moena's former friends had put into finding her. The way it was said was never blatant enough for her to question, but always hidden within a larger context so the conversation would go on naturally without further details being revealed. They were simply bread crumbs left on the trail leading her to the conclusion they desired.

And achieving her goal was worth being patient. Here was someone she couldn't simply order to do her will. As uncharacteristic as it might have been, the Mistress knew a degree of subtlety was required. The Dark Mother was calculating enough to know that she needed Angel Blade's willing cooperation, even if she didn't actually realize what was happening until it was too late.

The thing she constantly emphasized was how Moena was the key, and how she was to play an irreplaceable role in this supremely important effort. Exactly what that role was never spelled out exactly, but Blade was flattered to hear that she was more important than anyone, even the Dark Mother herself. It wasn't something she'd ever felt before.

The Dark Mother had to excuse herself at one point to feed Karin.

“You see, my dear... this is why Karin could never fill the role we need of you,” she said as she settled the young mutant on her lap and let her suckle at her impressive chest. “She's clever enough and strong enough to live quite easily outside in the ruined world. But she's forever tied to me because she must take her sustenance directly from me. It's her only major flaw, but it's one we can't overcome without your help.

“We won't try to change Karin,” she explained. “She is as she will remain... forever my daughter... my child in spite of being a mature young woman in every other way.

“And the mutants fall short as well. Chloe and Elaine and the rest... they can survive but not multiply, and so they, too, aren't suited to taking back the world.”

As she had been talking, it was clear to Moena that Karin's sucking at her mother's breast had a secondary effect, namely exciting Phantom Lady in a far less maternal manner. Her breathing was growing deeper, her eyelids were half covering her red eyes, her calm demeanor growing more restless. 

Finally, she removed Karin from her chest (it appeared her daughter would have happily continued to nurse as long as she would allow), and rising, she excused herself.

“I must go and feel the GeoBloods now. I am their only source of food as well, and it is a somewhat... strenuous process.”

Moena imagined each of the monstrous creatures crowding close to the gorgeous woman, impatient for a turn to suckle, and the image simply overwhelmed her.

“You mean you..?”

Moena's words failed her, but the Dark Mother understood, and an amused smile tugged at the corners of her attractive lips. To assume she had to personally feed each and every one of her creations was ridiculous on the face of it, and that Moena thought it was how things happened showed how innocent or rather unrealistic her thoughts could be.

“No, my dear. There are far too many for that. I have to stimulate my body into producing enough food, and then my milk is delivered...”, she stopped a moment to find a proper image, “almost like rain upon them.”

It was actually a bit like Phantom Lady were a dairy cow attached to a milking machine, but that image would have hardly seemed appealing to the naif Angel Blade.

Then, as she turned to go, she stopped and asked, “Would you... be willing to help me, my dear? It will help you to understand why you are so important to us.”

Thinking this would give her some answers, Moena smiled and stood.

“Of course... eh...” She was unsure of how to address the woman she was both fascinated by and so attracted to.

“Oh. Yes. We can hardly have you calling me 'mother' or 'mistress'. Both have implications that are best left alone. Perhaps if you called me 'onee-sama'?”

It was a term that could mean eldest sister or very close older friend. It was a term Moena had used for Seiryu in private upon occasion. And after coming to the conclusion that her former friends had abandoned her (something she would never have done so long as there was strength in her body), she needed something to fill the gaping hole left by their absence.

“I think I would like that... onee-sama.”

Flashing her a smile that was more genuine and more brilliant than anything she'd seen before, the Dark Mother held out a hand to her.

“Come. I'll show you part of why you are so important.”

And with an answering smile, their willing victim took her hand.

They arrived at the platform perched above the feeding chamber, and Moena had to admit that it was not what she had expected. It appeared to be much more ominous than what she had envisioned, being a massive stone structure that looked like some kind of giant clam shell. Huge barrel-sized pillars of various lengths rose from the overhead “shell”, a reddish-pink glow coming from somewhere out of sight providing the only illumination for the otherwise dark chamber. Moena could hear the distant grunting and grumbling of many GeoBloods coming from somewhere far below them. In the center of the platform was a depression that looked like some form of organic padding.

The Mistress walked easily to the center of the depression where two long flexible tubes hung down from above.

Seeing Moena hesitate to enter the center of the platform, Phantom Lady held out her hand in encouragement.

“Come, my dear. There's nothing to fear here. I know it may look... strange... but it's the best I could do under the circumstances. I'm afraid I couldn't waste the effort on making it all look pretty. It was too important to make certain it worked as intended, aesthetics being of far less concern at the time.”

Moena stepped onto the padding and was surprised at how comfortable it was underfoot. It had enough give that she knew if she should trip and fall, the surface would cushion her so she couldn't be hurt. It was firmer than a trampoline but more giving than a bed.

This seemed to encourage her, and she went to join her “onee-sama” in the center.

The Mistress was attaching the suction cup ends of the long tubes to her over-sized nipples as she explained, “This may seem... odd at first, but I must be sexually stimulated to produce enough milk. It's not something I intended to work this way, but once I discovered it to be true, I've simply grown to accept it. Any mother would do as much for her children.”

Now that the tubes were firmly attached, the Dark Mother's fingers went down and began to rub between her thighs. That she did it with so little hesitation or sign of embarrassment showed how common place this was to her.

As she watched, Moena found herself growing more excited at the sight as well. She was tempted to emulate her onee-sama's behavior, but found herself still too shy.

Then Phantom Lady gave a moan of pleasure, and as Moena watched, a phallus grew from between the woman's hands... a very large cock, even bigger than either Chloe or Elaine possessed, and Moena wondered just how such a massive thing could ever function. Then she recalled how she had been thrilled with how big the two minions had been... was it truly just last night that had happened? Her learned compulsion weakened her defenses, leaving her vulnerable to the charismatic personality of the Dark Mother. When these combined with the hyper-sexuality of the Angel System, the outcome was a foregone conclusion.

She watched as the magnificent futanari kept stroking at herself, and the cock that was too big to wrap her hand around throbbed and pulsed as if ready to explode at any moment.

“It takes a great deal... of stimulation... before I... can produce... sufficient milk...”

And as she said this, Moena could see the flexible tubes seemingly begin to pump the milk being produced from Phantom Lady's huge breasts upwards into the overhead of the platform.

But the sight of this magnificent cock just begging to be touched... to be stimulated... it made Angel Blade forget all about the GeoBloods below and the milk and even the ominous appearance of their surroundings. She found herself drawn to it as if hypnotized.

Without prompting, she reached out tentatively and touched the pulsing organ.

As her fingers came into contact with it, the Dark Mother gave a soft moan of encouragement, her eyes closed as she seemed to concentrate on “the task at hand”.

The dreamlike quality of the scene contributed to Moena's accepting what was happening as being natural. The warm, throbbing erection of her onee-sama was more than simply pleasant to the touch. It demanded her attention... her participation.

Kneeling close, she began to stroke the huge phallus, their hands moving in concert up and down the silken surface. More little groans escaped from the Dark Mother as more milk began to move up the tubes, almost as if they were suckling at her.

And without truly considering what she was doing, Blade found herself running her tongue along the underside of the huge cock. She doubted she could fit it in her mouth, but that she was even considering trying showed how far gone she was.

Then the graceful hands of the futanari caressed the sides of her face, leading her closer, and Angel Blade wet her lips as she accomplished what she doubted she could, pushing herself down until she could fit the huge head inside her mouth.

When she did, a massive thrill went through her, as if this was the most wondrous thing she'd ever done. The excitement in her loins soared, and she gave a moan that was far louder than those from the Mistress.

This was all the Dark Mother had been waiting for. Here in the center of her power, she didn't concern herself with being patient any longer. Moena's hesitancy was no more, so the Mistress allowed herself to behave as she would with any of her servants.

Graceful fingers slid up to take Angel Blade by her pigtails, one in each hand, and she pulled her wanton victim deep onto her demanding cock, forcing the unnaturally-sized organ down the throat of the former defender of humanity.

As the huge erection pushed past the back of her mouth, Moena's body reacted just as it had the previous night and a powerful spasm shook her as she came and came wonderfully.

It only took a couple of thrusts down the eager throat of her new little fuck toy before Phantom Lady's lust soared, her victory assured, her opposition now her happy servant.

“What a delightful discovery you are, my darling little one,” she cooed. “So amazing... so talented... so wanton.”

While she was briefly tempted to keep going and pump the lovely young face full of her seed, the Dark Mother realized this was the moment she could bring her project to fruition.

She pulled Blade back off her cock, much to the disappointment of her newest acquisition (who had been on the verge of going ahe gao), but her disappointment lasted only long enough for the futanari to turn Moena around and put her on all fours so she could position herself.

It was a tight fit. Blade was, after all, still a virgin in this manner in spite of everything Chloe, Elaine and Elphie had introduced the lovely Angel Unit to. It took a lot of care in positioning since the glans of the Mistress's incredible cock was considerably bigger than Moena's fist, but as both of them wanted this so badly, it simply took a bit of tenacity to accomplish. The first couple of attempts were spoiled when Moena grew impatient and pushed back too quickly, making her onee-sama's immense phallus slip aside without managing to penetrate.

Growing somewhat impatient, Phantom Lady finally leaned forward and put a hand in the middle of Moena's back and pushed her down until her chest was pinned down to the surface beneath them, forcing her to keep still in this highly submissive position, and with a satisfied smile, the ruler of the dark forces aligned her tool and with great satisfaction pushed herself inside the object of her lust.

The moment the huge cock drove inside her, Angel Blade reacted as if she had been electrocuted, her entire frame thrashing as the most overwhelming climax she'd ever felt seized her. She gave a cry that was almost tortured as the pain of being penetrated was incredibly intense... quite possibly the greatest pain she'd ever felt, but it was instantly replaced by the most intense pleasure, and she was shaken with an uncontrollable spasm as she came. Her ejaculate squirted hard only to be quickly absorbed by the odd surface beneath them.

The amazing stimulus made Phantom Lady's body react as well, and milk began coursing up the tubes as her swollen breasts began to lactate more than ever, bringing her even greater pleasure.

Far below, the milling GeoBloods looked up as their creator's sustenance began to rain down onto them to be absorbed by the horrific imitations of human life.

But that was of little importance to their dark mistress. They were obsolete, to be replaced momentarily. As a result, she was purely involved in her own personal world as she began to sate the desire that had been driving her for months now by punishing the one responsible.

It was only partly sex. That was the physical expression, but it expressed entirely different things for each half of the act.

For Phantom Lady, it was being able to finally vent months of frustration at her plans being thwarted by these petty humans who didn't even understand what they were doing. They continued to let dumb luck guide them into blocking all her carefully considered plans even though those plans would benefit everyone, not just herself and her minions.

For Angel Blade, it was the giving up of all the expectations placed on her. She didn't need to be the mighty warrior protecting the women of her city here. No one was looking to her to save them here. She could stop sacrificing her own life for everyone else. She could allow herself to give up control and submit to all the things she'd been denying herself as the vessel of a greater destiny.

It was entirely too ironic that Moena didn't realize she had traded one great destiny for another of equal or greater sacrifice.

But at the moment, there was no thought of sacrifice or destiny. The only thought, if indeed it qualified, was at how incredible it felt to be fucked this way.

It was therefore fitting that even though the Mistress sought to punish Blade, being as savage as she wanted in how she fucked the one who had frustrated her, all she managed was to bring her greater pleasure. Then biology took over and she couldn't hold out any longer. Driving herself into the foolish female, the Dark Mother released a torrent of her seed deep within the waiting womb of the only person capable of making full use of it.

Blade felt the great cock plunging in and out of her jerk and start filling her with jet after jet of hot, sticky semen, and her world exploded in greater pleasure than she had ever dreamed possible...

And then everything went dark.

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When she woke, Angel Blade knew something was different. The room she occupied was one she'd never seen before. It was like some scene from the Arabian Nights, thick with cushions and pillows that entirely covered the floor. Even the walls were upholstered in padded fabric that was tucked and buttoned, as if the room was one large jewel box.

Then the memory of what had been happening to her last came back, and Moena wondered at what had happened to her onee-sama. She expected to wake lying next to her. Wasn't that what was supposed to happen with lovers?

She heard the small panel move aside and turned to see Karin's face in the opening this created.

“Congratulations, Moena-chan. Mother says you did it.”

Blade moved a bit closer to the what she assumed was the door, though she couldn't be certain as the area around the small opening seemed without seam or other indication there was a door.

“Karin... what do you mean? Where is onee-sama?”

“You fulfilled your destiny, silly. And Mother will see you again as soon as the twins are born.”

Moena was confused. Nothing she was hearing made any sense.

“Please, Karin... what are you saying? I don't understand.”

“You're going to be a mother, silly. Mother says you're growing twins... the first who can thrive and take back the world outside.”

Her hand immediately went to her belly. Yes, she could feel something different. There was a definite baby bump there where nothing had existed before. But that didn't make sense. It had only been a matter of a few hours, hadn't it?

Karin went on, clearly happy at how her plan had succeeded.

“Don't worry. She says your nano-skin will make it all go very easily. It should only take a few weeks before they're born, and then you can start all over.

“Won't that be fun?”
