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Kink Domme Hearts	By : passiveaggressor Category: Kingdom Hearts > FemSlash/Yuri - Female/Female Views: 46616 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“I can’t talk for very long. There are a few things I have to take care of... I know about the disappearances, and doubt you or me are a target this time.” Naminé said, “You like the dress then? Good good... So, Don’t forget the party is tomorrow at 1pm, there will be no boys to interrupt, and bring a party game... It sounds great. I can’t wait either...”

She scowled at the reports from the Nobodies, mainly the fact Lenne had bent the rules on her capture mission, but was satisfied that her planned total was guaranteed. The last four were as good as hers. All that remained was consigning the three to their new roles.

She stood up and pulled on a white formal kimono, decorated with soaring cranes worked in red and black thread as she headed to the interview room. Xion met her there with a similarly patterned black kimono on. “Have you made plans for after we have completed this part of the mission, Mistress?” Xion asked, “I’d consider demoting Lenne for her treachery.”

Naminé kicked off the wooden sandals she was wearing and said, “Lenne did not overstep her bounds in that she did bring back a mermaid. The point as to which she was to bring back can be attributed to my own mistake when I issued the order. I am just thankful she only brought one. I wouldn’t want Kairi to have to not be so ‘special’ when she joins us. One little number, and it’s governed my life. Did you like when you were XIV, not even really a member of the Thirteen, while that filthy BOY Roxas got the glory of XIII?”

Xion paused and said, “O-Of course I didn’t like it Mistress...” Naminé smiled, catching the hesitation but satisfied with the answer. “Well it doesn’t really matter all that much now. The old Organization is all but dead and you are one of the thirteen lucky few who shall rise from the ashes of the old...”

Naminé reached out and pulled Xion close, claiming her lips in a deep lover’s kiss. The Replica let out a short mumble of surprise and kissed back, the two girls sharing a moment before breaking apart. “N-Naminé...” Xion whispered for Naminé to press a finger to the Replica’s lips. “It’s Mistress or Mistress Naminé... I may have feelings for you but you are still my slave and you will address me with respect.” she whispered. Xion swallowed and nodded, “Yes Mistress. Your slave is sorry she forgot herself.” she said, remembering the training she was given prior to becoming Naminé’s protege.

Naminé smiled and said, “Much better, now strip and fold your clothes neatly.” Xion blushed but reluctantly removed her kimono, folding it neatly before turning to face Naminé in nothing but her leather collar. The blond-haired Nobody attached a leash to her collar and led Xion through the halls and past quite a few of the Nobodies. Xion’s cheeks burned whth shame and she realized that parading her in front of her own underlings was a very effective punishment.

The two girls arrived at the small tatami-floored room assigned for Mulan’s interview, Naminé kneeling before the low table with Xion kneeling three feet behind her and to her right, atop a black mat, a red mat to her left empty. The black haired girl had crossed her wrists behind her and had bowed her head in subservience as she was taught. Naminé spared a moment to check on Xion before saying, “Send her in.”

A door on the far side of the room slid open and Rikku walked in, her suit having transformed back to normal. The former Sphere hunter was graced with the use of her hands and held a chain in her latex encased hand. She tugged on it and a low mumble of indignation could be heard from the hallway. Rikku growled and gave the chain a harder tug, the captive Mulan stumbling into view.
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Once Xion had gotten Mulan back to Castle Oblivion, the warrior had been removed from the horse-woman and bathed by a group of Nobodies resembling featureless female figures with a peculiar marking on their faces, chests, and asses. After her harsh bath, during which she had tried her best to escape, she was carried over to a dressing area. There her gloves had been replaced with a white pair with integrated cuffs and her stockings removed and replaced with a fresh pair of thigh highs.

Next her arms had been secured to either end of a two foot bar and raised above her head until she was dancing on her tip toes. The Nobodies had produced a white corset made of stiff rubber and forced her into it, tightening it cruelly and mercilessly until her waist was a slim 20 inches. She was horrified to discover that the corset pushed her breasts up on display and seemed to make them larger.

Her arms had been released from the bar but were immediately held in the grip of two attendants as her feet were buckled into a pair of black heeled sandals, the fiendish footwear forcing her feet to point down. The shoes were buckled and tiny locks used to secure the ankle straps. A short chain was connected to the locks and then her feet were released from the grip of her attendants which, to her chagrin, had hobbled her so she could only take short womanly steps.

Mulan’s hair had then been brushed and pinned up in a bun to keep it out of the way for the next step which was a white latex hood that went over her head. The hood was bone white and covered everything except for her mouth, nostrils and eyes. The face area was decorated in such a way that it looked like Mulan was wearing makeup in the traditional style complete with blush and lip coloring.

The Nobodies smoothed it out, ensuring there were no creases before lacing it up, activating the enchantment and adhering it to her skin. Next a black wig with the hair elegantly styled was placed on her head and arranged before it’s enchantment was activated. A few gentle tugs ensured it would not be coming off.

A skintone latex sheath was taken out and wrapped around her corset, the seams seeming to vanish as her enhanced waist and bust became, to the untrained eye, completely natural. Next came a white rubber posture collar which combined with the corset to ensure she would keep her head high, her back straight, and her bows courteous.

A white latex version of the traditional under-robe was produced and she was forced into it, the Nobodies working methodically as they secured the robe with a sash before helping her into the light and dark pink over-robe, securing it with a blue sash. Her arms were placed wrist to elbow in front of her and bound together with a set of belts. The sleeves were arranged to hide the bound nature of her arms and the spell they had placed on her mouth to keep her from disturbing the mask was released.

She immediately went into a tirade, demanding to be released right up until she had been gagged with a ball gag that perfectly matched the color of her lips. The nobodies were just finishing placing a comb in her hair bearing the same chained heart mark that adorned their bodies when Rikku came to collect her. The rubberized woman looked the elegantly dressed damsel up and down before snapping a leash to the ring at the front of her collar before leading her down the hall.
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“What a pitiful entrance.” Naminé snapped, glaring at Mulan, “You should at least make a effort for your new superiors.” Mulan mumbled something around the gag and stared daggers at the girl through perfectly plucked eyelashes. “Consider me your empress, your general, and your matchmaker at the same time... With just a word I could have you thrown to the Lesser Nobodies and watch you savagely taken every way a woman can be taken until you are little more than a sex hungry slut. But even worse are the Greater Nobodies; I give you to them and I guarantee you will never be the same. Now, I will remove your gag, and I hope you have the right thing to say to me...”

Mulan growled but a yank on the leash courtesy of Rikku ensured she did nothing else. “Hmm... Handmaiden, What do you say this disobedient whore would suit?” Naminé said as she heard the growl, looking to Xion, “Your slave would suggest a Nobody Suit and then a period of seeing what life is like within their caste system Mistress...”

Mulan struggled, trying to get away as Naminé said, “Well then she won’t mind if Rikku escorts her to one of the Greater Nobodies with orders to show her how good it is to have my favor. I have wasted enough time with this slut... If she comes to me, herself, and kneels at my feet in subserviance, I might not punish her TOO severely.” Naminé snapped before standing up, “If you need me, I’ll be checking up on the other girls.” She strode out, turning to look at Mulan and saying, “I am NOT pleased with your pitiful efforts.”

Xion stood up as Rikku took the leash, the two girls glaring at Mulan. “You are worthless.” Xion snapped, removing Mulan’s wig and putting it on the low table, “Now, Let us get you out of that finery, then we’ll deal with your training... We wouldn’t want to damage the clothing.”

Mulan was soon stripped of her robes, her wrists resecured behind her. Xion and Rikku were leading her down the hall with Xion holding the leash and Rikku walking behind her with her shock scepter at the ready. The baton had already seen use twice and Mulan was ready to play along for now to avoid more shocks.

Eventually, the three arrived in front of a jet black door. Xion knocked and the door opened revealing one of the faceless Nobodies that had dressed her. The Nobody looked at Xion and cocked its head. The black-haired girl said, “Mistress Naminé wants this one punished for poor performance. The details are in this scroll.”

Rikku stepped forward and handed the scroll containing Naminé’s orders to the Nobody. The black figure unrolled the scroll and read it before opening the door wide. “Rikku, Report to your post.” The Nobody rasped, “Xion, Follow me with that failure.”

Rikku nodded, walking off, Xion following behind the Nobody. She heard a creak and began to sweat as the door closed and locked behind her. “Didn’t you know... Naminé found TWO failures that need special punishment...” The Nobody said, laughing as Xion realized she’d been tricked into walking to her own punishment.
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“Now Slut, You understand what it is you do here?” Lenne snapped as Naminé entered. The Greater Nobody was standing in front of a slim clear tube, inside which her newest starlet was held. Her wrists were cuffed in front of her and a dark pink ball gag was secured in her mouth. There was no way to tell the struggling mergirl was Princess Melody, and Naminé smiled at the fact.

“I see you have decided to introduce your newest Talent to her new lifestyle.” said Naminé, walking over. Lenne nodded as she reached out and pulled a lever. The tube disappeared into the floor, taking the thrashing mergirl with it. A light clicked on in the darkened room revealing an entire wall of the room was part of an aquarium.

A splash was heard and Naminé looked up in time to see a stunned mergirl sink into the water before righting herself and thrashing in the cool waters. “Lyra, Say hello to your mistress, or should I have my pet shark or octopus Nobodies play with you?” Lenne snapped. The mergirl stopped her thrashing and looked confused, feeling the fins fitted over her ears fIrst and then the collar around her throat.

“The collar acts as a pair of gills, converting water into oxygen.” said Lenne with a smirk before continuing “And your stylish ear covers have microphones in them. Now are you going to greet Mistress Naminé or shall I throw you back in the water and get your mother like Mistress wanted?”

Naminé smirked, beckoning to one of the Nobodies, and looking at something while Lenne dealt with Lyra. “And why didn’t you get her mother the first time, as requested? It would be easier to train Lyra if we had her mother to help.” Naminé said coldly. “Oh I felt Lyra would be a better and more easily moulded starlet. Her mother is tough and would require us having a suitable someone already in our clutches.” said Lenne, her eyes still watching the floating Melody.

“Really? Well that shows a lot of initiative and forethought. Especially considering you had her suit with you when you caught her.” Naminé said, beckoning subtly to two of the nearby Nobodies before continuing, “I have to say Lenne you have a lot more nerve than I gave you credit for.”

Lenne turned at this and said, “Thank you Mistre- hey!” she exclaimed as her arms were seized by two of the Nobodies. “What is the meaning of this?! Let me go!” she snapped, struggling against the hold of the two Lesser Nobodies. “You have a LOT of nerve going against MY orders!” Naminé roared, slapping Lenne hard across her face, “The cases and equipment for a capture are custom made, so you CLEARLY never planned to go for Ariel, did you? Yes, you showed me the items, but I found them left for next time you went...”

The Greater Nobody’s eyes went wide and she said, “I-I’m sorry Mistress I-” She was cut off with another slap as Naminé continued, “What you did was refuse to follow orders. Did you forget who found you in the Farplane and GAVE you that body?!” Naminé growled, her expression one of cold anger.

“Mistress I haven’t forgotten! It’s just-glmph!” Lenne said before being cut off as her mouth was covered by a jet black hand. “I’ve had it with your silver tongue. You are going to be punished severely for this insubordination.” said Naminé before nodding towards the door. “Get her out of my sight, be sure to come find me once she is fitted.” she said, the two Nobodies complying instantly, Naminé sighing as she looked at the confused ‘Lyra’, wondering what she’d do now. Twice she’d fumbled due to not thinking about how easily her slaves could rebel. “I just hope that third time’s the charm... ” She said before leaving the mermaid teen to contemplate Lenne’s fate.
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The third meeting place was in a auditorium, where Larxene was finishing organizing some kind of performance. “Oh Mistress! We weren’t expecting you so quickly! I presume things did not go well... I know we were told, last minute, Lenne’s performances for the rest of the week were... abruptly cancelled.” Larxene said.

“Yes, the Maestro needed a week to get the creative juices flowing with her new acquisition. But I’m confident the halls will soon be ringing with screams.” said Naminé with a smile as she walked gracefully over to Larxene. “Is my Jester ready to perform?” she asked as she ascended the steps to the dais.

Atop the dais were three thrones each a different color and design. The throne on the right had been fashioned from red gold and had been cast to look as if it were carved from a still living tree. The armrests were wrapped with realistic thorny vines and delicate roses that had been elegantly crafted from red gold were placed at random spots along the vines with a large rose carved above the headrest.

The throne on the left was made of dark gold and was decidedly macabre with the various bones that had been arranged to make it, a grinning skull carved above the headrest. The middle throne was cast from white gold and featured two women on all fours holding up the seat, two kneeling on either side to hold up the armrests, and two more bracing the backrest and holding the symbol of Kink Domme Hearts over the headrest.

Naminé sat on the white throne and traced a finger along her cheek before saying, “Bring out the entertainment.” The stage curtains opened to show Alice’s jester form suspended from wires, a hooded Nobody up in the rafters manipulating them like strings. Two Nobodies in similar outfits entered from either side, each grabbing one of her breasts and squeezing and kneading it while she moaned.

After that, the puppeter moved her legs out of the way as a small platform rose up, Alice’s legs sliding into fastenings either side of a dildo that was placed in the perfect place to spear her deeply as the other two jesters fastened her legs down. “Mistress, At your command...” Larxene said, handing her a small button.

Naminé accepted the button and pressed it, the dildo shooting up on loaded springs and into her, causing her to moan loudly, for her to look down, terrified, as the two Nobodies then fastened straps that were on the base of the dildo, effectively pinning it inside. Alice’s eyes had gone wide and she squirmed, moaning in pain at the sudden penetration. The dildo began to vibrate intensely inside her as the fastenings released. “Please...” Alice moaned, “Why must I keep this thing inside me?” One of the Nobodies fitted her with a ring gag while the other pulled on a strapon, the bound jester-girl forced to fellate the false cock by the first Nobody..

“Well I have to say the Jester is a bit of a disappointment... Did someone play with her without permission?...” Naminé asked, “Since she clearly isn’t a virgin right now...” She fixed Larxene with a reproachful glare, the maid wilting under the stare. “I don’t suppose you will buy that she wasn’t a virgin when we got there Mistress?” Larxene asked, sweating and smiling sheepishly.

“I do not know what I’ll do with you all...” Naminé muttered, then motioned to the Nobodies. “See that Fifi and Kitty spend a nice quiet night together... In the crypts.” she said, standing up and walking over to the stage as Larxene was taken away. “And as for you.” Naminé said, addressing the kneeling form of Alice. The blushing jester-girl looked at Naminé, the dildo still sliding in and out of her ring gagged mouth. Naminé grinned and said, “Keep up the good work. You are actually well trained, which is why I won’t punish you too.”

Alice moaned and looked away as Naminé kissed her cheek. “Well I can see you’re in good hands.” Naminé said, then headed to get some rest before her biggest plan yet. Hopefully, a night of stewing in various punishments would teach the lot of them who wears the strapon in this castle. She’d hate to make this a daily thing... Well, Except maybe using said strapon on Xion or Kairi... Mmm, Tomorrow night would be fun.

A tap on her shoulder made her turn and she beheld a Nobody with only the facial marking which signified a newly created Nobody. “Ah hello there. I’ve been expecting you.” she said with a smile, “Please lead on.” The Nobody nodded and walked out of the throne room with Naminé following close behind. The two navigated the winding halls until they arrived in the castle cisterns.

While Aqua had designed them into the Castle, it had never been put into use. Naminé and her new Nobodies however, had turned it into a sort of home for the aquatic Nobodies when they were still ‘young’. Two of the Lesser Nobodies were near the smallest one, a stone-lined thirty foot deep pool. They were near a large old-style ship’s anchor and had just lifted it off the floor when Naminé and her guide had arrived.

After being chastised by Naminé, Lenne had been stripped and taken to the cistern. Once there she was held down atop the anchor by the first two Nobodies as Naminé’s guide fetched a set of chains and a few locks. The Nobodies then began to chain Lenne to the anchor, wrapping a chain tightly around her body from her waist to just under her breasts and pressing her back tight against the cold metal. Next the ends of the chains were brought between her breasts and over her shoulders before being used to bind her arms to the arms of the anchor. Two locks were threaded through both the chain and the loops at the ends of the arms, ensuring she wouldn’t get free by shaking the chain loose.

The next chain went around her throat and was used to limit her head’s ability to move. This was followed by a pair of shackles locked around her ankles and threaded through rings welded to the jutting tines of the anchor. From there the chains were brought up and through the ring at the top of the anchor and then wrapped around her legs just above the knee. Lenne would normally protest such treatment but the ball gag the Nobodies had used on her prior to her binding prevented any scathing remarks from being anything but indignant garble.

Naminé walked up to Lenne and grinned at the bound Greater Nobody as she strained uselessly against her chains. “I wouldn’t bother trying to fight it Lenne, those chains could hold a Behemoth at it’s nastiest.” she said, pinching Lenne’s nipple and twisting it as she continued, “I’ve come up with a very fun punishment for you that will be sure to help you learn your lesson. The good news is you only have to soak until tomorrow. The bad news is you just volunteered to teach an entire school of Shark Nobodies how to best please a woman’s body.”

Lenne mewled in pain as her nipples were twisted and tugged by the younger girl as she continued, “Now in a second I’m going to remove your gag and you will be lowered into the pool. Once down there you will only have about a minute of oxygen remaining. Now I’m sure the Shark Nobodies will be more than happy to supply you with oxygen from the surface. In exchange for a few things.” Naminé nodded to one of the Nobodies, the black figure dumping a box full of various dildos and strapons into the pool.

“Hopefully a night of playing study aid to a bunch of horny Nobodies will remind you who is the boss. If not... Well there are other things we can try...” Naminé said as Lenne was poised over the edge of the water. Naminé nodded and the Nobodies tossed the songstress into the pool.

The anchor sank quickly, the light fading as she sank until she was resting at the bottom. She looked around in the dim light and saw movement but focused on holding her breath for now and trying to find a way out of these chains. A movement in front of her made her release her breath in surprise. The figure in front of her was a dusky skinned girl of nine or ten. She had fins on her arms and legs and scales everywhere but her upper face and stomach. Her face was darker than normal and Lenne realized it must be the Shark Nobody’s version of a blush.

The girl leaned down and kissed her suddenly, sharing a mouthful of oxygen with the drowning woman before swimming off. She blushed and tried in vain to get away as more of them swam over, each with a mouthful of oxygen for her and more disturbingly, an older looking one sporting a strapon.

She squirmed as the girls began to kiss her, one by one giving her the air she needed to survive. The Nobody wearing the strapon positioned itself between her spread legs and pressed the tip to her pussy before pushing in, the water acting as a natural lubricant. Lenne moaned and wiggled as the dildo disappeared inch by inch into her pussy. The Nobody began to fuck her, pumping the toy in and out of her pussy and using the chains for leverage. Her moans caused her to lose oxygen and the girls realized they had to hold the kiss or their new friend would drown.

A second Nobody descended with a dildo, swimming lazy circles down to kiss Lenne, giving her a mouthful of air before sliding down to where the other Nobody was thrusting into her pussy. She moved the dildo down to Lenne’s ass and spread her cheeks before slowly pushing it in, thrusting it in time with the strapon and driving Lenne up the wall with the feelings of pleasure until she came with a scream, her body writhing in ecstacy.

There was then a grinding metallic sound as the chain of the anchor pooled down around her and the dim light vanished. High above her, the Nobodies locked the last of the cistern lids down for the night, locking the room until their mistress came to request it be reopened once more...
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