We ascended the stairwell into the topmost levels of the tower of the Dark Castle. There was no resistance. Perhaps the mudborn didn’t expect anyone to get this far, or perhaps they just didn’t have the resources.
It was when we opened the door into the throne chamber that the trap sprung.
The room was plain but for an ornate throne in the center where Sarrah sat, smiling devilishly. She only wore primitive, if beautiful, underwear, and her pristine body stood in sharp contrast to our muddied, tired and hurt selves. A slimeborn girl stood next to her, watching us.
“Freeze!” Sarrah commanded and waved the wand in her hand.
I tried to run at her but I found I couldn’t. My body was stuck in place, unable to answer my mental command. From the confused looks on Xeelee’s and Ciel’s faces, I saw they had the same problem. Nothing physical seemed to happen with our bodies, we just couldn’t will them to move.
“Xenia, start the slime shower.” said Sarrah. The slimeborn girl cast a spell. A cloud of violet gunge came together over our heads and then it started to drip on us, first by drops, then by streams.
“The adventuring team that united the world,” said Sarrah mockingly, “I’ve heard about you. And about your pathetic treaty. You even got pretty far, I admit. Even if I win this battle here, I’m probably not winning the war. But that’s fine.”
She stood up and walked over to us. The falling slime evaded her and she remained spotless. “There will be another war, as you presumed. But not one of these ‘friendly’ wars that your treaty proposes. No, another true war, where I will claim the world. Where I will be in total control. Where I can do whatever I want, to whoever I want.
“Like now, with you.” She grabbed my long hair. I felt it but I couldn’t turn my head to look. She cut, and my hair fell away. Sarrah moved to Xeelee and cut her hair away as well. With Ciel who had short hair to begin with, she cut apart all of her clothes.
Then she returned to me and started squeezing my butt! “Like this,” she said, “it’s the dream of every girl ever: to be omnipotent, to do whatever you feel like to do, without fear of failure or punishment. And for most every girl, what she feels like doing is punishing.”
She slapped my butt hard! I felt the pain but I couldn’t make a sound!
“I know you recovered the Recall Beacon. I don’t know if it’s active yet. If yes, then I suppose I only have you here for eight hours. No matter. It’s long enough for now and I can find and destroy the Beacon later.”
She sat back on her throne and waved her wand again.
“Now, the two hairless ones, fight each other, and don’t dull your attacks!”
I felt that I could move again so I turned to attack Sarrah but instead my body turned to face Xeelee and I saw myself cast a ball of mud in her face. I’m sorry, I wanted to say, but no words came out of my mouth.
Xeelee pushed me on the floor and cast spells at me as well, pounding my body in a hail of muck. I could do nothing but suffer. She jumped at me and involuntarily, I took my chance, kicked her and stood back up.
(“Now, Jouette, Daina, fight each other. Now!” I said.
“I knew it was coming!” said Jouette, grabbed Daina’s hair and threw her on one of the pie-laden tables. Daina yelped as her face fell onto a cake. Alrae scuttered away from the melee and Luna cheered loudly.
Jouette pressed her advantage and rolled Daina’s body over the table, embalming her in food and cream. Then
Daina recovered. “Fine, as you wish,” she smiled, picked up a cupcake and rammed it down the front of Jouette’s panties.
Jouette, taken aback, allowed herself to get maneuvered by Daina in such a way that she had easy access to her back and Daina cast a spell to cut off Jouette’s long hair.
“What are you —-?”
“We are supposed to imitate the story, are we not?” said Daina, “but if you want your hair, I can return it to you.” And she picked up the fallen strands and put them down the back of Jouette’s panties.
The two girls continued fighting, covering each other with the various mess scattered around the room. Alrae watched with fearful disbelief. I watched with calm satisfaction. Luna watched with twinkling curiosity.)
My advantage didn’t last long. Xeelee closed the distance, hugged me and rammed a generated piece of mud down the back of my panties into my crack. And then she kissed me. I kissed her back.
Then we both opened our eyes at the same time. I knew it was meant as an attack. Kisses can be disarming. But like before, the kiss between the two of us seemed to break the domination magic. We made the faintest of winks and proceeded with the fight.
By unspoken agreement, we decided to continue play-acting until an opportunity presented itself to attack. We continued to not pull our punches, afraid that Sarrah might notice that. Xeelee was as ferocious as before, pounding me with slime relentlessly, and I fought back fiercely as well.
But inch by inch, we had our combat approach the throne, and when Sarrah turned her back to say something to her slimeborn slave, we struck.
I grabbed the wand in her hand and Xeelee knocked her from the throne on the floor.
“Stay still!” I shouted and pointed the wand at Sarrah. “You too, Xenia!”
It worked. They froze in place. I canceled the spell on Ciel and she quickly ran out from under the sliming cloud.
“We… won?”
“I think so,” said Xeelee, and smiled. “It’s over. The War is over!”
“She started it,” I said, “the entire war, it was for her. She had this controlling wand and it wasn’t enough for her. She wanted to control everyone!”
“Well, now we can use to control her —”
“No,” I said and Ciel nodded, “she’ll get her punishment — eight hours of it, at least — but not with this. Not with how this whole war started. Strip them, gag them, climax them and bind them, then I’ll snap the wand and we’ll go back.”
“And the war will be over.”