Sindel's Lullaby | By : JayDee Category: +M through R > Mortal Kombat Views: 14525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Codes: ChallengeFic, COMPLETE, Contro, F/F, Fist, Inc, MC, MCD, Nec, Oneshot, Oral, Preg, PWP, Rape, Solo, Violence, WS
Disclaimer: This story contains content that should not be read by people underneath the age of 21. It is 100% fiction and has no bearing on reality whatsoever. 100% fiction means real life rape is WRONG. The author does not condone illegal and immoral actions described. If you feel rape in the real world is a good thing, bend over in a prison and whistle dixie. While I'm disclaiming, racism, homophobia and other bigotry of any kind are also really fucking stupid. I don’t own Mortal Kombat 3 or any characters and make no profit from this story. Please read the story codes above to ensure that you are not going to be offended by, or otherwise dislike, the content.
“Mother!”
Sindel turned, and looked upon her daughter with blank white eyes. Kitana stopped short, gasping just inside the Queen’s chamber. Though resurrected recently, she was clearly pregnant. She smiled at her daughter’s reaction, and stroked the large bump protruding fertilely beneath her milk-swelled breasts. Her Kombat outfit was discarded outgrown on the nearest chair; she wore only her purple and black boot/knee pad combo, and fingerless black leather gloves. The shock of white hair at her crotch emphasised her semi-nudity.
“Daughter,” she said, “approach. Feel the gift of my husband’s essence.”
The Princess approached her mother warily; it had been so long since she had seen her alive, healthy. Yet Kahn’s influence was clearly strong upon her, along, too, with whatever sorcery Tsung must surely have used to make the Emperor’s seed take root.
“You’ve got to come away, trust me. I’ll find a way to help you!”
“Ssshhh,” Sindel quieted Kitana’s concerns with a gentle finger to her daughter’s lips. She drew the Princess into her arms, held her comfortingly. She heard a sob from her daughter, overcome with the emotion of reunion. She felt curious hands on her belly, feeling for her son’s movement within as she stroked Kitana’s hair. She heard the sounds of her bodyguard, Sheeva, engaged in a fight outside; with Jade, no doubt.
“Kitana. You have betrayed Shao Kahn. You must be punished.”
Though Sindel still spoke in a gentle, motherly, tone her hands slipped down to the base of Kitana’s skull. The Queen’s strength matched her daughter’s own, and though Kitana struggled against her mother, the sudden incredible pressure on her spine brought a crack like a gunshot through the room. Her head flopped back, loose on her neck, as her shocked resistance ended instantly. The only sound within the room was the heavy flow of urine through the crotch of Kitana’s costume splashing loudly below.
“With a new child, my husband’s child, the only use I have for a traitor is play... and sustenance.”
The Queen hugged Kitana’s corpse to her bump and then knelt down beside the spreading pool of urine. She was eating for two, and would make full use of the highly nutritious Edenian flesh. It was said to be tastier than fine chocolate to a gourmet. Before dinner, though, she tugged down Kitana’s mask and kissed the slack jawed mouth with crazy passion. She sucked the still warm tongue between her lips, and moaned as with a lover. The dead woman before her had once been her beloved child, then a strong and dangerous warrior, but to the mind of the corrupted Queen she was a doll to play with, a meal to consume. She sang an old lullaby as she untied the strings of Kitana’s costume, and stripped away the blue top. She laid the limp body back against the cold floor, sightless eyes towards the ceiling. The colourful marks around her neck, blacks and purples, yellows and blues, matched Sindel’s slim fingers. The deadliest thing in Kitana’s life had been her mother’s touch.
Sindel’s bump pressed against the half-stripped outfit at Kitana’s waist as she suckled on a still breast that had flattened back against the Princess’ chest. It was large enough to still appear a decently curved size even under gravity’s pull. Sindel bit down with sharp harshness, tore away the nipple in her teeth and swallowed. It would have been excruciating if Kitana still lived, but with her life ended there was but a trickle of blood down to her belly button, and no reaction.
The Queen finished peeling the fabric of her daughter’s outfit down, tugged it from her crotch and legs, and then leaned down to smell her daughter intimately; piss, sweat, old arousal. Kitana had fucked hard since her last bathing. Sindel dipped her head and licked. Her tongue had something of agility of her hair, and she wiggled deep inside. To a woman uninfluenced by evil, Kitana’s dead pussy would have tasted repugnant, with the piss of death, but to the Queen it tasted like candy.
The weight of her belly swung beneath her, but she had the balance to support herself on one hand as she slid the other back, between her thighs. Sindel dripped wetly, as aroused as she’d been when Tsung took her, passing on Kahn’s seed as a surrogate. She slid another finger into herself, then another, three fingers of her hand splayed her white bush to show the shockingly bright pink within the pale skinned Queen. Then, sliding her tongue back behind her teeth, she bit down and tore away Kitana’s clitoris. The large nub disappeared in one swallow.
Two pieces of flesh would be enough. Sindel gently rolled onto her back, spread her booted legs, and chanted the spell Tsung had taught her. Kitana’s corpse jerked over, head lolling, and crawled between the Queen’s thighs. She looked around her bump, saw the spastic twitching of dead muscles forced back into service, and then felt a tongue on her.
“Yes,” she urged, “taste me.”
The meat puppet that had been the Princess licked at Sindel’s dripping snatch. As the Queen’s sorcerous control strengthened, the licking became harder, more rhythmic, and deeper. Kitana’s dead fingers probed inside her mother, spreading, opening, until she was fully fisted by the corpse. Her swollen belly shook, and she ran her hands across the smoothly stretched skin. She wrapped her legs around Kitana’s broken neck, felt the heat of depraved pleasure spreading throughout her, until, sighing, she came.
Sindel’s climax shook her body like a lightning strike. With inhuman strength, she crushed Kitana’s skull messily between her thighs. A fountain of gore like a money shot across her bump and breasts. The spell faded, and left her with a dead forearm deep inside. She recovered enough to pull it loose. The friction, the knowledge that it was her daughter’s, brought her off again.
Panting, she heard footsteps approach. She blinked, to see Sheeva presenting Jade’s head.
“”Tonight, we feast!”
A/N: This was written for AFF forum prompts 214 - Candy, Chocolate, Colorful and morosenoodle's character prompt of Kitana.
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