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Alakazam teleported the group just inside the black cave, on the outskirt of Blackthorn city. To say that the cave was scary would be an understatement. She flapped her hands mere inches away from her face, but it was so dark that she couldn't see even her own nose. The only source of light came from what she could only hope was the exit.

Instinctively, she reached for Meganium's massive neck, pressing her naked body against the green Pokemon, the intense heat of her Master's body a great comfort in this horribly dark cave. Her previous experience with Ghastly in union cave had increased her fear of this damp, dark place, and only the reassuring presence of her powerful trainer gave her enough courage not to panic.

"M... Master" she said, her voice trembling with an uncontrollable fear "I'm scared! Please, Do not let go of me" she said, her eyes already wet with tears.

She jumped as she felt some vines crawl around her waist, but she remained calm as she realized that it was simply her Master rolling its vines around her, slowly lifting her in the air. While it wasn't exactly comfortable, as Meganium's vine were squeezed her body more than she would have liked, it was preferable to Renata than walking alone in this completely dark cave.

Meganium deposited its human slave on its back, as it barely felt the green-haired woman's arms wrapping themselves around its neck, her body entire body held tights on the Pokemon's massive body. Renata was more or less familiar with this way of traveling. The Pokemon's skin was a little rough, which wouldn't have been a problem if she wasn't sitting on it with one leg on both side of its back. She did not mind this discomfort much, as she was happier not to be a hindrance to the being that dominated her life. Nevertheless, she was looking forward to the end of that trip, as she had to fight for her balance while the Pokemon made its way towards the exit of the cave.

They walked that way for almost half an hour. The cave had been deserted, as the community had evacuated their hidden cave, transferring the human herd along with their keepers to the island. Renata was thankful that she hadn't been trained in this black cave. She didn't know how the slaves would have been able to serve their Masters in that absolute darkness, and she mostly didn't want to know. Just the thought of spending weeks or even months in that ominous place. It must have been a much grimier place than the Ilex camp. The cave Pokemons might be able to see through the darkness, but humans couldn't.

Some humans had lived up to three years in that awful place. Three years where they didn't see anything, where everything that surrounded them was a potential threat, the only comfort coming from the spores that they ingested non-stop that made them pliant to the Pokemons around them, and even then, they were constantly afraid of everything around them, especially since most Pokemons of the community weren't as merciful or understanding as Meganium. It had taken time for Renata to be treated fairly by her Master. Most humans were unable to form that kind of bond with their trainers, which meant that the humans of the dark cave had no allies except themselves. The camp inside of this cavern was, by far, the most depressing across Johto, and every single member of the herd was happy when they were relocated to the island, any thought of freedom having been extinguished by the long years spent inside that dreadful cave.

Renata walked out of the cave first with a very audible sigh. To say that she was relieved to get out of this awful, scary place was an understatement. They did not bother with their clothes, as Naoko had assumed they were far enough from civilization. They wouldn't be bothered by anyone, so both women were happy to be allowed to remain completely free of any clothing.

Meanwhile, Clair was alone in her gym. She knew her annoying cousin was worried about her, but what could he do that she couldn't? He was still stronger than her, sure, but there wasn't a single trainer that could beat her in Jotho. She was the second strongest dragon tamer, and her enemies would be wise to remember it. She certainly didn't fear that green-haired bitch and her so called Master. The very idea of slavery was repulsive to her. How could a human be so weak, so stupid as to believe that it could obey and serve a Pokemon? She had lost -quite badly- to Pryce, a strong trainer but still weaker than she was.

Despite what Lance had insisted, she was convinced she was safe alone. It was ridiculous to Clair to even think that her Pokemons, Dragonair and Kingdra, would lose to a Houndour or a Meganium. They certainly hadn't trained every single day for years. Sure, her Pokemons were often exhausted, but that was to be expected. Any sign of rebellion had been extinguished long ago, her crackling whip had made sure of that. She was hard on her Pokemons, but then again, she believed she had to be ruthless if she ever was to surpass her insufferable cousin. They weren't her friends, they weren't her family, but merely tools she used again and again to be the strongest trainer in the region.

Early in the morning, she left her gym and left for her favorite training spot, about an hour away from Blackthorn city. It was a good secret spot, away from the busy city and any curious trainer that might spy on her techniques, not that she believed anyone could do even half of what she did. Clair liked that particular spot, on the outskirt of a small lake, allowing Kingdra to reach its maximum potential. She threw both of her Pokeballs to the ground, releasing Kingdra in the water and Dragonair on the ground. She knew Kingdra was stronger than Dragonair, as the water dragon always had the upper hand when both Pokemons fought together. Kingdra had always been her favorite, as Clair believed that it responded better to her ruthless and merciless nature.

She made her whip crack, announcing the start of the session. Both Pokemons knew exactly what was expected, so they went their separate ways. Both Pokemons worked themselves until they were out of breath. They spent hours working on their aim and their speed. Kingdra, had been impeccable in its training as usual, but Dragonair on the other hand had been slower than usual. By noon, both were tired and Clair allowed Kingdra an half hour break. The other dragon, on the other hand, received a harsh whipping on its nose. It immediately flew away, as it sometimes did when it was angry. It had done this for months now, but Clair didn't care for it, as it always came back soon enough, It had always been unruly, and Clair had been especially hard on it at first, but her brutal ways had kept it in line.

Renata was nervous when she saw Dragonair for the first time. Even if it was expected, its visit had made it clear that Clair's time was up. She had never seen such an impressive, graceful beast before, matched only by the ferocity of its every move. It flew gracefully through the air, its long, blue body slowly undulating as it soared effortlessly through the air. The naked woman felt small, insignificant in front of such a powerful, magnificent beast. She wondered if she would ever have the chance to call it Master, as any human would be lucky to have such a beautiful, graceful trainer.

As soon as it spotted the small group, Dragonair emitted a high-pitched sound, indicating that they had to chase it to find Clair. Renata ran as fast as she could, but she couldn't keep up with Espeon, Meganium or Houndour, all three Pokemons easily running three times as fast as the green-haired woman. Even Naoko was faster than she was, although she was able to keep up with her for a bit. They ran for miles, and eventually Renata was out of breath, but she kept going anyway, not wanting to disappoint her masters. Her lungs felt like they were burning when she saw Houndour's distant shape halt, indicating that they had arrived there Dragonair wanted them.

She couldn't remember the last time she had run for so long and she was completely covered in sweat, but she had proudly managed not to stop for even a second, a fact that was completely lost to her Masters. Instead, both Pokemon were interested in what they were seeing in the distance. Meganium signed for Renata to join them, which she did without question, even though she would have liked to be allowed to catch her breath. Her lungs were still burning, and she was hyperventilating, but her Master's wishes mattered more to her than her own wall being. She walked to her trainer as fast as her tired muscles allowed her to. Exhausted, she had to be careful not to lose her balance with every step she took. Slowly, awkwardly, she kneeled next to Meganium and observed her new surrounding.

Although they were now a good distance from the cave, the landscape was full of rocks all around, which allowed them to be difficult to spot, even if the gym leader was on her guard. Up ahead, maybe 20 feet away was a small clearing, which seemed a little odd considering that the environment seemed desolate and harsh. On the far side of the clearing seemed to be a lagoon or a lake, and Renata guessed that this was their destination, as she could see a huge, unfamiliar shape in the water.

Slowly, silently, Renata walked through the rocky path that separated her from the final gym leader. The wild surrounding provided little comfort for Renata's inexperienced and tired exposed legs, but she walked slowly, as she risked tripping over a rock or a root at every step. Still, she was careful through the uninviting surrounding, and eventually she was close enough to see her enemy, and everything she saw confirmed what she had heard about that woman. She leaned on a rock, the coldness of the mound hardening her exposed nipples, and giving the rest of her skin goose bumps.

Clair was standing straight on the bank of the lake, looking at the immense shape that turned out to be a Pokemon Renata was seeing for the first time. "That Pokemon is a Kingdra, lover." said Naoko. "It is her... signature Pokemon, as Miltank was Withney's. I hope that our plan works, as this Pokemon is going to be a formidable foe. Even Espeon wouldn't stand a chance against it."

Renata was surprised at how little the gym leader was actually wearing. "She might as well be naked" thought the green-haired girl, as her tight outfit left very little to the imagination. It resembled more of a one piece bathing suit, the black fabric going from her shoulders to the upper part of her thighs, leaving the rest of her legs completely exposed.

Whenever she turned around, Renata could see that it barely covered her muscular bottom. Renata was impressed by her stature: She was almost as tall as Chuck although she wasn't as impressive, mainly due to the fact that she wasn't a pile of muscle as Chuck was. She was fit, but her body offered enough curves to be beautiful. Her ass seemed to be rock solid, as was her stomach. Renata could easily imagine Clair's body once she had been stripped of her uniform: her breasts, which seemed to be at least as big as Renata's, fitted perfectly well with her impressive body. She might have been beautiful if she did not look so angry all the time.

Renata hated the woman she was looking at. Looking at the gigantic dragon in the water, she could see how she treated the beings she considered her underlings. She was cruel and ruthless, snapping her long whip for any reason. Her Pokemons seemed to be even more obedient than she was to Meganium, and yet she could hear the whip crack ever few minutes as the tall gym leader hit her underlings with a thunderous bang that seemed to echo in this empty, desolate background. In many ways, she was everything Renata hated about her own kind. Arrogant, self-centered and violent.

Meanwhile, Dragonair had gone back to Clair, and the two Pokemons had resumed their training session. Renata knew by then that it would soon be the time to strike, and she was getting anxious about it. Her entire body was resonating with anticipation. On most circumstances, she despised violence, and tried to find a mostly peaceful solution. She had tricked Whitney, had manipulated Chuck until he was a willing puppet. Jasmine had been the only one to suffer during their confrontation, and even then Renata would have preferred if she had come willingly. She did not feel guilty about it, but Jasmine's capture had been particularly brutal and had shaken and scared Renata who had witnessed another example of Mewtwo's cruelty. Clair, on the other hand, was a special case. Her hands were pressing so hard on the rock in front of her that they were painful, but she paid it no mind as she continued to wait for the right moment to act.

Clair, who was busy with Kingdra, failed to notice that Dragonair had disappear for almost half an hour. It meant that her daily session was almost over, as the blue-haired gym leader usually ended her training with Kingdra, focusing on the power of its blasts.

Then, the Clair's entire world was sent spinning. It happened so fast that Clair had barely time to react. Kingdra was struck from behind by a blast that would have destroyed a small house. It had seemingly came out of nowhere, but Renata knew that it was her signal. A few second later, Dragonair arrived from behind the already dazed Kingdra and slammed directly on the dragon's body. Kingdra was unable to absorb the shock and its head crashed loudly on the back of the river. Renata, who had started moving towards her target, hoped it would be enough to make the large blue dragon faint.

She watched with horror as it slowly started to rise again. Clair was yelling at Dragonair threateningly, as she tried to hit the gracious dragon Pokemon. Not only did she completely miss as Dragonair evaded the gym leader's attempt effortlessly, but her attempt infuriated the Pokemon even more. It let out a terrible, high-pitched screech that seemed to rip Renata's head apart. Clair, on the their hand, dropped her whip to the ground and covered her ears with her hands. The screech was quickly followed by a surge of electricity which hit Clair on the back.

"O SHIT" yelled Renata, as she watched the gym leader fall to the ground, wondering if she was dead. Following the plan, she ran up to the immobile body of the gym leader. She kneeled, and checked for a pulse and was relieved to see that she was still alive but unconscious. Then, dragonair hit the confused Kingdra once more with a powerful blast, making it fall to the ground. This time, however, it did not move at all, its eyes completely shut.

Then, when Renata was sure that they were out of danger, she hurried to prepare Clair for what had to come next. Meganium ripped the unconscious's gym leader's outfit from her body and threw it to the side. Renata watched with amusement as she saw Houndour throw a fireball on the ripped fabric, setting it on fire. There was no escape for Clair,and she wouldn't need clothes where she was going. She let her hair loose too, removing the clasp that held her long blue hair in a ponytail.

Quickly, Renata took a glance at Clair's body. Renata thought that her captive was a lot more attractive now that her angry face was gone. She looked peaceful for someone who had just been attacked by her own Pokemon, but Renata knew that it would change once she regained consciousness. She was beautiful, and if Renata hadn't seen her mistreat her own Pokemon, she might have wanted to be with her. Instead, she wanted nothing more than to hurt her, to take that dreaded whip and hit her, make her pay for every single suffering that she caused on the Pokemons she should have worshiped.

Clair came back to her senses almost an hour later. By then, she was completely naked, hanging from her arms in the air, both her arms held firmly apart by Meganium's vines. Her head rose slowly, as it was hanging lifeless on her ample chest less than a minute ago. Slowly, she started to retake control of her body, but every single of her limbs were incredibly painful after receiving such a powerful blast of paralyzing electricity. She opened her eyes, and she saw that Dragonair was looking intensely at her from a few feet away.

"You traitor" whispered the captive gym leader. Clair had wanted to scream, but her muscles were still stiff after the violent discharge she had received, making it extremely painful to even speak.

Despite her weakened state, Clair tried to look threateningly at her Pokemon, but she was barely able to keep her head straight, making Dragonair ecstatic in its triumph. She did her best to maintain a proud figure, but given that she was standing a feet high above the ground, completely exposed with her arms firmly held apart above her head, she could do little more than stare angrily at the Pokemon she had used as a tool for so long. Renata was impressed to see that there was no fear in the captive woman's eyes, only pure, endless rage. She kept on staring silently at the triumphant Pokemon.

"Release me right fucking now" said Clair. At first, her voice was little more than a whisper, but it grew in intensity. With great pain, she had been able to actually yell the word "now", even if her dry throat felt as if it was on fire.

No matter how much Clair tried, Dragonair's anger was unwavering. as soon as she stopped talking, it rushed at an incredible speed towards her and opened its mouth so wide less than an inch away from the captive gym leader's face that Renata thought it would actually bite her. Instead, it hissed so loudly that Renata's entire body was now covered with goose bumps. She sure was glad that she wasn't the one about to receive whatever it was that Dragonair was about to do.

On the other hand, she had no choice but to be impressed by the bound woman's resolve, as she didn't flinch, even as the angry Pokemon spat some saliva at the end. Instead, she kept on looking directly at her tormentor and said "You are NOTHING to me. Either you release me, or you will pay when I free myself."

If Renata hadn't known from experience how strong Meganium was, she might actually have believed her. There was nothing Clair could do that would make Meganium free her, and she had no way to overpower the green Pokemon. Clair stubbornness was going to hurt her, a lot more than the gym leader realized.

Renata was impatient to know what the dragon Pokemon would do. In its anger, it rolled on itself and took its former mistress's whip on the ground, and threw it at the green haired woman, who was not expecting such a move. The whip fell at Renata's whip, who understood right away what was expected of her. A weird mix of pride and panic hit her like a brick. Just like every Pokemon Renata had met since her capture, she saw Dragonair with a very deep respect. Even if she dutifully obeyed any command given by any Pokemon just as Mewtwo commanded of her long ago, she had never wanted so badly to belong to a Pokemon before with the exception of Meganium. She quickly took the whip in her hand, happy to have the opportunity to prove her worth to this gracious master.

She took a few second to really get a good feeling of having such a weapon in her hands. She had never seen such a long whip before, and had no idea how to use it efficiently. She did her best to hide her insecurity from both Dragonair and Clair. The blue-haired gym leader, meanwhile, looked angrily at Renata. "That's mine, bitch. Leave this on the ground and maybe I'll go easy on you when I get free."

"This is what you deserve. How could you hurt the Pokemons like that? You are nothing but a bully, an evil woman that thinks about nothing but herself." spat Renata. She was boiling inside, and she was holding the whip so hard that her joints were painfully red. Despite what she had done all her life, she actually looked forward to hurting this vile woman. She knew that she was one of the few that understood the righteousness of being a slave to the Pokemons and did not expect the humans outside of her herd to understand it right away, but this was something far worst. Even by the free humans standard, Clair was cruel and evil to the beings that she should have protected with her heart and soul.

She swung the whip for the first time, but she realized quickly that this was much harder than it seemed. Being a first time user of such a powerful tool, her first hit had barely touched Clair's feet, and the impact seemed to barely hurt the captive woman. The blue-haired gym leader chuckled at this pathetic attempt, infuriating Renata. She would succeed. She had to obey Dragonair's commands. Nothing else mattered if she couldn't prove to the dragon Pokemon that she could be a good slave, a good human. She made a second attempt at whipping the woman which made Clair burst into an uncontrollable laughter.

"Ha! I knew it! You're nothing but a wimp. You still don't get it, bitch? You're broken beyond recognition. You're weak, pathetic. The Pokemons have made you believe that the own you, that you're their little bitch. I'm not. I'll never be. The Pokemons I own know who's who. They fear me because they know that I am superior to them. You, on the other hand, you hide your weakness behind your submission the Pokemons you should train. Get a hold of yourself, idiot. You've been brainwashed, and they've used you as their puppet."

There was a truth in that thought Renata.. It was true that she had been brainwashed. Meganium had broken Renata and had made her into the obedient human she was. She was so different from the person she had been all her life, but this was the past. She knew that the joy she felt while she was Meganium's slave came from everything she had been subjected to. Every spore she had absorbed in her body had transformed her into the slave Mewtwo wanted, but Renata believed there was more to it than that.

While she was in mahogany, she had been separated from her Master for what felt like an eternity. At that time, her body had been purged from the spores for weeks. Even then, even when her head was clearer than it had been since her capture in Azalea, she had felt that it was wrong to be away from Meganium, away from Houndour or even the community that had kept her enslaved. This was where Clair was wrong. She wasn't coerced into obeying anymore. She wanted to be a slave, she wanted to be used as a servant for those creatures she considered her masters. She was proud to have been trained, proud to be part of the herd, part of a large group of human slaves.

Renata, angry at herself because she was unable to fulfill Dragonair's wishes let go of the whip as she walked slowly to the captive gym leader. Unsurprisingly, the prisoner tried to kick her, only to have Meganium move her brusquely from side to side, making her so dizzy that she looked as if she was about to faint. Renata took advantage of Clair's weakness and walked towards her until she was a few centimeters from her body.

Meganium lowered the captive until both of her knees were bent, locking them on the ground. There would be no more kicks coming from her. As the blue-haired woman regained her senses, she found out that she was out of option. Her hands were solidly locked high above her and her legs were firmly held on the ground. Despite all of her strength, despite all of her courage, there was a growing fear growing inside of her, not that she would ever let her tormentor know it. On the outside, she was still looking fierce and confident, holding the green-haired woman's gaze with all the intensity she could. She clenched her mouth shut, bracing herself for whatever was coming next.

Kneeling as she was, Clair had no choice but to raise her chin in order to hold Renata's gaze. She hated that feeling of inferiority, but it couldn't be helped. She was unflinching, even as she felt a soft hand caress her breast. Even if she expected the worst of her enemies, Clair was shaken. That slut was going to abuse her. She should have expected such an horrible thing from that brainless, classless bitch, but it stung nonetheless She bit her lower lip as not to react when she felt the feminine hand toy with her nipple, sending a delicate wave of pleasure throughout her body. As the fiercest gym leader in the region, her sexual encounters had been few and far in between: those carnal desires were nothing but a distraction for a woman that aimed to be the most powerful trainer.

Her natural beauty had attracted many men, but most of them had been turned away by her rude manners. She had managed to enjoy a few of those brave enough to withstand her ferocity. None of the men she had allowed in her bedroom had touched her if she didn't want to be touched. Renata's unwanted care hurt her more than she cared to admit. Her pride was shaken even further when she felt the delicate fingers grab her sensitive red flesh. She felt a second surge of pain coming from her second breast as Renata pinched the second nipple in a similar manner. Clair's instinct would have make her yell in pain, but she fought against it, determined not to give her tormentor any kind of satisfaction. Instead, she clenched her teeth so hard that you could hear them grind.

The powerless gym leader moved her chest frantically, trying to break free of the merciless fingers that caused her so much pain. Renata smiled, noting how her large breasts jiggled. Even in her pain, Clair couldn't help but notice the sadistic grin on the slave's face. It was clear by then that the seemingly sweet and innocent green haired girl did enjoy herself, much to Clair's dismay. Maybe it was the months of abuse she had suffered under the Pokemon's domination, but this woman was enjoying the power she had over the captive gym leader. Clair was afraid to let her mind wonder where or when this would stop.

Then, as suddenly as the pain had come, Renata let go of Clair's red, supple flesh, making Clair gasp for air as her blood returned to her nipples. She still felt a surge of pain every few heartbeats, but the relief was welcome.

Then, without any kind of explanation, Renata behind her, leaving Clair's sight.

"You see, Clair, I can give you either pain or pleasure" she heard the green-haired girl whisper, her mouth an inch away from Clair's ears. Clair turned her head and saw that Renata was right behind her.
Renata's hand rested on the captive woman's should a few second before slowly descending on her side, and caressed her way to the woman's exposed sex, delicately parting her lips. Once again, Clair tried to fight off this invasion. She uselessly tried to force her legs shut, tried to squeeze her rapist's woman's fingers with her inner muscles, but all of this proved to be equally ineffectual, as she felt the unwanted hand start to tease her clitoris, as the green haired woman played with her womanhood at will.

Clair hated every moment, every touch, but she hated the fact that she was powerless to stop any of it even more. Despite her reluctance, she felt a crushing feeling of humiliation as her vagina started to lubricate itself, an indication for Renata to continue her ministration. All of it felt wrong, so terribly wrong. Clair's growing panic was getting out of hand. Her pride had been severely wounded by the young bitch's unrelenting assault on her body, and, for the first time in her life, she felt completely powerless.

She fought every sensation that Renata was giving her, trying to cling to this last stretch of dignity. Completely lost in a world of conflicting sensation, she felt a pressure on both of her breasts, as a new set of hands began caressing them delicately, making it even harder to fight against the unwanted surge of pleasure that she knew was growing. She opened her eyes despite the fact that she didn't even know she had closed them, half expecting to see Renata in front of her, but was surprised to see the other woman instead kneeling in front of her. She vaguely knew her to be one of those Kimono sister who had the reputation of being expert trainers as much as sage, skilled women in many aspects. She had always wanted to face them to test her skill but never got to it, knowing that they would barely be a challenge for her dragons.

To see one of them participate in her abuse was another slap on her face. How much more would she have to take before this was over? She tried to say something to the newcomer, but she was unable to form the words, as the two women were, Clair had to admit begrudgingly, experts at their art. It was getting harder and harder to fight the impending orgasm, the relentless assault on her cervix would soon prove to be more than what Clair could handle.

Right behind her, Renata was enjoying herself. She loved the control she had over the woman she despised. She knew by now that her prisoner was close to a climax. As a last assault on her victim, she delicately put her mouth on the back of Clair's neck, licking the woman's exposed skin. As if she wanted to mimic her partner, Naoko removed one of her hand, replacing it with her own mouth, playing with the soft, bruised nipple with her tongue. After what Renata had done to them, no doubt that this new feeling was most welcome for the defeated gym leader.

As a reaction, Clair's hips slowly, unconsciously started to move backward and forward. It was subtle at first, but the movement increased with each passing second until Clair opened her mouth abruptly, letting a first whimper of pleasure which seemed to surprise her. She closed it again, determined to fight to the end, but she her body gave up before her mind, letting a second moan out before she could fight it. By then, all pretense were gone, and Clair let the first orgasm hit her like an electric surge.Her entire body reacted to the ecstatic sensation before she went limp again. Meganium chose this moment to finally let go of the naked, defeated woman's arms, letting her fall on the ground with a slight thump.

She stayed on the ground for a few seconds before she got up on her arms again, stretching her neck in order to look at Renata.

"What... what is it you think you accomplishing by raping me, you whore?" said Clair, panting, her arms barely able to support the weight of her torso. Even if her voice was weak, her face one again wore that angry expression that gave her a fierce look.

"I am merely showing you that the Pokemons or their slaves can and will do anything they want with you, whether you want it or not, Clair." Renata's voice was clear and definite, a clashing contrast with Clair's hesitant, weakened voice.

"You belong to the same Masters as we do, Clair. You are part one of the herd. Just like me, just like Naoko."

Renata was growing ever confident that she would succeed in breaking the hard gym leader's will. It would be a long, difficult process, but she knew, more than ever that it could be done. No doubt that Alakazam was about to arrive in order to transfer the small group back to their haven along with their newest prisoner. Deep down, Renata knew that it was wrong, that she had just raped another woman, that everything she knew had been twisted both by the long exposure to the spores and the tyrannic presence of her Master, but all of that was no more than a whisper, a distant voice that was easily crushed by the crushing, screaming voice that told her it was right to obey the Pokemons. Her desire to please the creatures that enslaved her far out-weighted her conception of what was right or wrong.

Nevertheless, her path to success was about to be greatly hampered, as a greater threat was on its way. A few miles away, Lance was riding on its most powerful Dragonite in a desperate attempt to save her foolish cousin. Of course, he had left some security measures, leaving some friends of his to inform him of Clair's every move. Of course, Clair was a hot head and an over-confident, egocentric person, but it didn't mean she deserved whatever horrible fate was in store for her. He had left his house at the league as soon as he had heard that Clair wasn't back by noon as usual. Unfortunately, he had to fly all the way there, which meant that he would probably be late. Still, he had pushed his Pokemon companion to its limit.

Half an hour later, he finally came in sight of his cousin's usual training spot. Even from a safe distance, he could tell that there were still some activity. As he rapidly closed in on the spot, he was finally able to discern Clair's silhouette on the ground. She was completely naked and laid almost flat on her stomach. Her head and her torso were slightly raised up in the air. Lance had no idea what had happened to his cousin, but it was clear that she had been abused by the humans and Pokemons present. His only care right now was to save Clair and to end that sick, unbelievable mess once in for all.

On the ground, Naoko shook her lover's shoulder frantically, pointing at something in the air. "He's... he's here. We have to get out of here, to escape. There is no hope of victory against him, lover."

Renata couldn't believe what was happening and yet she knew Naoko was right. It was an impressive sight: the dragon alone was even bigger than Clair's Kingdra. Every flap of its powerful wings seemed to create a small tornado on its own. She was so close to bringing Clair back! Silently, she prayed for Alakazam to hurry, to save them from this new threat. There was no telling what this Lance would do to them, and yet she couldn't bring herself to abandon the gym leader. She had worked so hard for this precise moment! Dragonair had endured so much pain, she felt as if she was abandoning her only chance to be owned by this majestic master. Worst of all, Clair was starting to regain her composure. If they didn't leave soon all of this would be for nothing.

Panicking, she looked around for any sign of help.

"None of you stand a chance. Get away from Clair and I will let you leave for now." shouted Lance still floating on his partner's back. His voice was strong and powerful, and Renata could easily see why he was considered to one of the most powerful trainer in the entire world.

All seemed lost when, suddenly, Lance's Dragonite was hit by a large purple energy ball. The impact was strong enough to make Lance lose his balance, falling from the dragon's back. Renata knew what this meant: Mewtwo itself had come to their rescue. Surely the Masters had planned for Lance's arrival. The only thing that mattered right now was that they had been rescued.

Even if it would be a savage fight, Renata believed that even Lance would eventually fall to the Master. Unfortunately, Renata never got to see the rest of the fight as Alakazam arrived a few seconds later, transporting the small group back to the only place Renata called home. It had carried Renata and Naoko first, quickly followed by Clair and Meganium, and finally Houndour, Espeon and Dragonair. They were safe again, and Clair was where she belonged.

Apparently, she handled the teleportation very badly. She tried to get up a few times, only to fall flat on her stomach every time. some Caterpies had already climbed on the gym leader's naked body, hard at work to secure her limbs. Renata let her mind wander at the endless possibilities of what she wanted to do with Clair. She was one of the herd, now and it was up to Renata to teach the former gym leader her new life.

Here we go! That was the final chapter of this silly little story, I hope you enjoy it! I will had an epilog in a few weeks! Feel free to review!

Sorry for the delay, I was hard at work devising my next story, The intro is almost ready, I hope you will enjoy it as well!
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