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Kink Domme Hearts	By : passiveaggressor Category: Kingdom Hearts > FemSlash/Yuri - Female/Female Views: 46617 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Mulan sighed. She’d received a message about strange disappearances that were happening across the worlds. It also mentioned that all women were to stay where it was safe. “Why is it you always forget at the worst times that I saved China?” She said to her father. “Because you are still my daughter, and I still can protect you in some ways.” Her father said. “You can’t keep treating me like a porcelain vase father. I’ve more than proven myself strong enough to handle myself.” she said angrily.

“It is not whether you can handle yourself, but what would happen if someone was to attempt to handle you.” He said, “There is a rumor that the girls who disappeared were... Let’s just say that it’s not pretty, it’s not nice, and I’m glad China is not so backward as to accept such barbaric treatment of their women.”

“The only barbarians in this world are the Huns, and we dealt with them easily! I’m going to see what I can do to stop this father and that is that!” Mulan snapped before walking off, shuddering slightly as she had heard the same rumor, that the girls who disappeared had been taken during rough sexual intercourse. She steeled herself and resolved to die before letting such a dishonor happen to her.

She soon came to a crossroad, the left path leading into a bamboo forest and the right leading around the mountains. Mulan had traveled this path before and knew the left path was faster by a full three days but also knew it held more risk. She decided to risk the forest, rationalizing that she would be alright.

As she arrived in the forest, she noticed what seemed to be a life-size porcelain doll that had been discarded near the path. It had been leaned against a roadside shrine and was truly a strange sight in it’s red and black dress. She walked over to the doll, nudging it with her toe. The doll remained motionless and she sighed with relief, happy that it was not alive.

Mulan turned to go when she heard a rustling off to her right. She turned, drawing her sword as a strange silver haired woman emerged from the forest. The woman was naked save for a harness of black straps that crisscrossed her body, a pair of elbow length black gloves, and a bit gag. her lower body below the waist was that of a black horse, her vagina peeking from between her forelegs. But what really drew her eye was the jet black naginata she held in one hand.

“What kind of creature are you?” Mulan said, getting into a loose ready stance. The woman’s reply was to swing her naginata, slicing mere inches from Mulan’s waist as the warrior leapt back. The woman advanced, her swishing tail matching her hair as she emerged fully onto the path. “A pony who really needs a nice hot girl to eat out her warm pussy...” A voice said behind her, as the doll stood up, going to grab for her arms to pin them. She leapt to the side and ducked a swing by the horse-woman before retreating down the path in an attempt to get distance between her and them.

The doll simply mounted the horse-woman and gave chase, as a glimmering figure stepped onto the pathway in front of Mulan. The feminine figure was coated from head to toe in smooth gold latex and was clad in the strangest armor consisting of a golden helmet covered in scrolling designs with an elegant mask depicting a female face plus a breastplate and battle skirt with similar adornments. A pair of slender gauntlets encased her arms with scrolling designs and short gold chains dangling from her wrists and a pair of heeled knee high boots graced her trim legs.

The golden woman was holding a golden mace encrusted with jewels which she swung at Mulan, for her to duck and lash out with her sword, the tip skittering uselessly on the skirt. The other two girls moved to cut her off at the rear, the doll taking out a odd looking, but familiar, weapon from somewhere on her person. “What are you doing with Sora’s keyblade?” Mulan snapped, preparing for the doll’s first attack.

She was so focused on the doll, that she almost missed the swish of the golden woman’s mace as she swung it underhand, the head connecting with her ass and sending a shock through her body. The horse-woman took the opportunity, swinging her naginata and slicing diagonally across Mulan’s body. The warrior gasped at the alien sensation as the blade passed through her without so much as scratching her. Her clothes however weren’t as lucky, the lower half of her tunic and the right sleeve falling away.

As she went to grab for the place where she’d been exposed, the horse-woman slashed the opposite way across, while the golden woman got a second strike in. Mulan yelped at the shock, blushing as the cut sliced through the collar of her tunic, the garment falling apart along with her breast band. “Mmm... I’m so going to love when you’re properly dressed in something tight and revealing...” The doll said.

“N-Not gonna happen!” Mulan said, pressing her back to the shrine with her sword held at the ready, her other hand covering her chest. The horse-woman swung low, slicing across Mulan’s lower half, as if knowing exactly how to respond. “Eek! Stop that!” Mulan said, grasping for the damaged clothes as the legs of her pants fell away.

The next and final swing took the last of her pants, her loincloth also falling to pieces and leaving her completely naked. She cried out and covered herself in embarrassment, turning to run just in time to meet the mace as it caught her square in the stomach, driving the air from her body and sending her into unconsciousness.

“Good work you two.” said the doll, getting down from the horse-woman and walking over to the shrine. She reached behind it and extracted a saddle bag, carrying it over to Mulan before opening it and extracting a rolled bundle of canvas. The doll unrolled the canvas bundle and selected a pair of fingerless gloves.

The gloves were slid onto her hands, her fingers trapped in rigid rubber channels and rendered useless. A few buckles at the wrists and openings were tightened before a test tug proved them to be secure. The next things were a set of white latex stockings with ballet pointed heels, sliding on and compressing her feet into severe points. A rubber mask was pulled out and fitted over her face, plugging her mouth while tubes slid down her nose, only her eyes remaining exposed..

“Alright, the hard part is done. Now lets get her to the portal.” said the doll as she cuffed Mulan’s wrists behind her. The horse-woman nodded and closed her eyes as her upper body disappeared into the body of the horse until only her head protruded. The doll and the golden woman lofted Mulan onto the saddle and secured her legs in the stirrups. The golden woman lifted Mulan’s arms as a wide leather belt was secured tightly around her waist, more straps threaded through the belt to further affix her atop her transportation.

The rest of the setup was packed up and the three women and their captive strolled down the path before turning off the road and descending a slope to the ruins of a deserted village. The doll walked up to a shadow and produced a corridor of darkness, gesturing for the two to follow her as she walked into it...
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