Thin Mint Antics (Closed to Daji)

Of all the places Elena Marie could've sent Daji it had to be the decaying ruins of the peasant city known as New York; although more fitting names would be 'Pitiful York', 'Wasted York' or for the less comically inclined 'Old York'...but such humour was only ever appreciated by the Oriental Princess whose jarringly misplaced humour had her at odds with the more laughable quotes of her accomplices. She was Shade's princess, the never aging lesbian femme fatale who ruined the lives of men and scarred the lives of women, and the only person who was apparently fitting for the job Elena had given her. It was simple really, track down their possible recruit and extend an invitation for said prey to join Shade's elite organization of all things malicious and evil. Whilst the petite princess argued that such a job was more fitting for idiotic plebians such as Tek and Volt, the Crimson witch insisted she go instead, seducing her with several succulent looking college girls kidnapped straight off the highway near their base in the Amusement park. The info given was cryptic at best, apparently her target was female, infamous throughout America and a fire user of some sort...nothing too intimidating or overly worrying...what could possibly worry a 2000 year old princess? The woman's name was Essmerelda, not that Daji cared for names...as long as her target had a pretty face and an enticing body the princess was sure to complete this task in no time.

Her travels throughout the bleak wreckage of the once great city left the woman with a bad taste in her mouth, she loathed the dirt, the feeble human attempts at rebuilding was taken from them and the stupid people who attempted to make a life for themselves even if a majority of their iron and concrete kingdom had come crashing down. This destruction was laid out by a man. Typical. A certain Dr. Necrodium...although doctor often meant precision and skill. There was no finesse and the job was done with lackluster impressiveness...if it were Daji at the helm of such destruction she would ensure that city was decimated til there was nothing left but ash. No squandering peasants and their makeshift homes. Just free, open space for animals and plant life to reign supreme. Unfortunately such grand thoughts of conquering the west had to come to a standstill when the woman roamed the rusted balconies of New York's battered alleyways with nimble ease. Nothing had caught her eye and for the first several hours her time in the dull city was seriously taking a toll on her enjoyment, it had been at least a day since she had sated her need for the female form coiled around her own and the mere thought of such things sent her primal urges roaring. When all hope seemed lost and the impeccably stunning princess was left to come up with her own devices to entertain herself she heard light tentative footsteps echo around the corner of a building hidden amongst the rubble.

Her eyes narrowed, blood red lips pursing into a instinctual growl as she gracefully hopped over the remains of a shattered building, swiftly sidestepping around a toppled vending machine to reveal a lone teenager wading through the rubble. A lone teenage girl, ripe for the taking. The girl's red hair shone in the late afternoon light and it seemed that fate had sent the cunning princess this particularly enticing morsel as a reward for her patience. A melodic purr escaped the Daji's lips as she silently stalked the teenager across the ruins of the once grand city. The peasant was strikingly eye-catching, othe than her red locks the large green eyes and innocent visage had the dastardly Daji salivating from merely catching a whiff of her scent, so sweet and pure...just how she liked it. The girl was probably 18 or 19, dressed in a well fitting yet strange green and white outfit, complete with little green bows in her hair and red boots to match the fiery hair. The girl was picking her way through the rubble. Possibly looking for something, not that Daji cared...they were in a quiet and relatively hidden place and no worthless peasant was going to refuse to pleasure the princess of pain.

"It's my lucky day...a poor little peasant girl all by herself, who knows what horrible men lurk in these alleyways..", Daji said aloud, her pearly white canines gleaming as she silently graced her way towards the red head, like a tiger approaching it's prey the woman was efficient, noticing every possible escape route the girl could take and the tactics she would use to halt her.

"Umm...Excuse me?" the girl muttered with a confused gaze, flicking her head back to face Daji. "Peasant? Are you serious? Lady if you're on drugs I know several places to help people like you...and yes I am completely fine out here, I'm just taking a shortcut that's all!", the teenager confidently said, jutting her chin in the air like a cocky child. Such sassiness usually amused the princess but she was far too enamored with the girl's pretty face and body to even care about an annoyingly independent attitude. She was there to please the princess, nothing more nothing less and even if she didn't know it she was soon going to fall victim to the Oriental Princess' violently lustful ways.

Rolling her eyes at the girl Daji sprung forward, leaping over the rubble with godlike agility and nimbleness before lightly landing on top off twisted iron cladding right next to the redhead. Daji was crouching, her red lips pulled into a malicious smirk as she leaned in to take a closer look at the girl. She appeared to be of a higher standard than the last whore Daji snatched and for the most part the Princess was eager to see whether the girl's sassy attitude would flow into her physicality. "Well aren't you a pretty one...who would've thought that such a pitiful city was capable of housing a pretty flower like you. Now hurry up and remove your garments and lay down...if you're lucky I may let you live afterwards and take you back home with me..", Daji malevolently whispered, her pretty porcelain face contorted into a predatory mask of lust, the snarling lips and crazed eyes enough to fully allow the teenager full insight into what exactly this startlingly beautiful deviant wanted.

"WHAT?! NO WAY! Lady, go away before I call the cops on you! I am serious I will actu-" no words managed to escape her trembling lips as a dainty pale hand was pressed against it, devious golden eyes drilled into the girl's panicked gaze. Although the teenager's natural reaction was to kick forward and bite the fingers clasped around her lips, she could not...Daji had already tossed her onto the hard, cracked cement, pressing down on top of the teenager's body with all four limbs.

"You don't seem to understand, I'm not giving you any options. I. Am. Ordering. You. To. Do. As. I. Say.", Daji growled, digging her recently manicured nails into the girl's upper arms. "If you don't give me what I seek I will peel the skin off your flesh and force you to jump into a vat of vinegar.. How does that sound..Peasant?", Daji spat out the last word like a viper as her sharpened nails dragged against the girl's neck.

"P-please...I h-have a b-boyfriend..." the girl whimpered, all earlier confidence lost as her skin took on a much paler shade. She was no begging like a dog, something that the princess thoroughly enjoyed, "...M-my girls are w-waiting for me..", her voice wavered and cracked, the fear evident in her words.

"Aww isn't that precious..more girls? Maybe once we're done you can take me to them", Daji chimed in a cheerful voice, letting her fingers explore the teenager's body not caring for the pitiful whimpers and cries of discomfort. "Don't worry..I'll try not to bite.."

With that said, the Princess plunged all of her energy into the teenager's body, revelling in the state of pure lust and ecstasy, taking in every inch of exposed flesh like it were candy from the gods. The writhing bodies were bare to the wind, the only thing covering them was the intricately designed silk robe that Daji had slipped out of, although it barely protected what was necessary with all the passionate movement and enjoyment...well enjoyment for Daji. No one was going to walk in on them, witness the tragic beauty of the fluid movements of the princess and her newfound toy, nor would they survive if they did, Daji would surely decapitate them for their insolence.

It was in this passionate state of violent lust was the Princess' mind completely clear of all inhibitions...she was having the time of her life, actually enjoying the worthless struggles of the redheaded teenager...completely unaware of the massive female who had wandered near the alleyway..

Passion and fear penetrated the stale afternoon wind of the ruined city, painting the morbid remnants of New York's alleyways with a frantic energy like none other. Groans of primal lust combined with whimpers of utter terror created a macabre symphony of sound unlike any other. Two female voices coiled together, their bare bodies sighing in unison; thin layers of sweat caressed their skin, glistening in the amber light pouring down from the sky, shrouding the two in a warm glow that added to the gnawing infatuation that clung to the atmosphere. A moment of pure passion is what it was...only desecrated with the heinous and unrelenting ruthlessness forced onto the young victim of the crime. There was the giver and the receiver, and it was an extremely obvious fact that giver was being particularly generous that day, granting her prey a whole manner of sadistic 'gifts' that could only elicit more pain and terror. The Princess of Shade was granting her victim a first hand taste of the unrelenting passion that simmers within all people's souls, introducing the girl to a world not governed by morality and rules...just the simple and utter surrender to the needs of one's flesh. Daji was lost in the fiery maze of her sadistic self serving lust, every second granted her a slew of potent sensations that left her whole body tingling in vicious delight.

The peasant had proven to be far more talented than the snarling princess initially assumed, everything about the teenager was what the woman needed on a daily basis...complete and unquestionable subjugation to the needs of the Daji. Their bodies fluidly wrestled amongst the rubble, bare flesh caressing bare flesh in a dance like none other and if it weren't for the cries of terror and tear stained face one might assume the younger party knew what she was doing. Her pitiful struggles only encouraged Daji to react more passionately, tearing and biting at the girl's supple skin as if she were made of the finest dessert in the world. This boiling lust had soon reached it's peak, burning under Daji's porcelain skin as it gradually made it's way into the core of her body. Her breathing became quicker, laced with ecstatic moans and sighs. Her heart beat faster. Her body instinctively moved with the rising tempo, gyrating and dancing to the invisible beat that played in her mind. Her violent grip on the girl's shuddering body only becoming tighter as all feelings reached its cusp...and just when her eyes began to roll back and the melodic squeal of satisfaction escape her throat that's when it was all rudely interrupted.

A booming voice shattered the rabid ascension to the climax, ruining every single strand of enjoyment the petite woman was experiencing. Her squeal quickly turned into a manic growl of frustration. Her lithe body stiffened up as the cackling voice spoke up behind her... not caring for the blatant nudity or coitus at all. Of all the things that Daji hated, interrupting her during her times of pleasure had to be one of her more passionate dislikes, so much so that her violent tendencies usually took hold. Her petite body was numb, dripping with the last remnants of a moment lost in the ruins of New York city, there was no hope of returning to the climactic sensation now that she had an audience...a fairly outspoken one from the sounds of it. Daji tried to compose herself, taking in a deep breath and letting out a long sigh, still propped on top of the girl's body. The snarling woman quickly draped her silk gown back over her naked body, loosely tying a knot around her waist with the bright red ribbon. "...shouldn't of done that.." she spat under her breath, her eyes twitched and her jaw was clench to the point that it hurt.

The girl whimpering underneath her was in a panicked daze, her beight green eyes flickering around...wondering why her abuser had suddenly stopped. The girl was an absolute mess, covered in dirt, sweat and tears and any attempt at moving her body was halted by the staggering pain that wracked her form. Daji had done a good job in penetrating the supple white skin with her nails and teeth, bloody red marks covered the girl's body like a canvas used at the whim of an insane artist. Her lips quivered, dry mouth shuddering with incoherent syllables and it wa only after several pitiful attempts did her shaky voice manage to bring life to some words "P-please...let m-me go..." she whimpered, begging the woman on top of her to give her quick release from the torment and pain.

Without even taking a glance at the snivelling teenager underneath her the oriental princess clasped the girl's red hair and smacked her head against the concrete, knocking her out cold. Clenching her jaw, Daji slowly turned around, her glossy black hair dancing around her face as the wind picked up into a warm breeze. Standing near a wall stood a gargantuan human; white, muscular and slightly androgynous...her features provided a startling contrast with the petite, porcelain skinned beauty grinding her teeth as she death stared the towering female. "What ignorant thinking you must have. To waltz right when i was about to reach the fireworks...you obviously have no idea of who I am or what I'm capable of..disgusting peasant", she growled under sharp breaths, blood red lips curling back into a snarl and nose wrinkled in disgust as she glared at the woman creature.

Reaching into the fold of her silk robe Daji procured an ornate black fan, twirling it around her fingers whilst slowly and gracefully hopping over a piece of rubble. "Free porn aye...well how about we begin some torture porn since you're interested in watching me..".The red-headed teenager was now in the back parts of the princess' mind...the bloodthirsty killer instinct that made her so infamous had now taken control and with one swift flick of her wrist the fan opened up and burst into flames, sending a wave of heat in the direction of the Albino giant. Twirling on the tips of her toes Daji spun and flicked the fan ahead of her, sending a volley of flaming needles in the direction of the monster-lady...hoping to make a quick kill of such a disgusting excuse of a human...

A fierce scowl crossed Daji's porcelain face as her swift attack was easily, albeit foolishly halted by the towering white female. It truly was an interesting ability, one she had not come across before and it soon struck her that this monster of a woman was the exact person the princess was sent to hunt down and recruit. Unfortunately for all of Elena's good wishes Daji's pride often came before her duty and merely getting mouthed off at by the lumbering albino had her teeth grinding and fists curled into little balls of wrath. She was not going to recruit someone so utterly disrespectful to her. She was being referred to as a 'man', something she despised with a passion and another reason for her immediate dislike of the strange pyrokinetic woman. Hopping forward and balancing on a twisted metal beam Daji tightened the sash around her waist before snarling, "I do not care what a monstrous creature such as yourself does in your spare time, you have simultaneously disrupted my rightful activities as a Princess and assaulted me with your simple beastly vernacular", she spat, furrowing her brow as she shot a horrid death stare at the muscular woman.

"Buy me drinks? You truly think that such a worthless creature such as yourself deserves MY time and attention? Even looking at you hurts my eyes and your little threat means nothing to me. My 'tits' are of a calibre that would shame every inch of that horrid skin you pride yourself in..." she uttered menacingly, not taking kindly to the threat against her chest area, "AND THEY ARE NOT LITTLE!"she snarled, instinctively pulling her silk gown across her breasts even tighter. I don't negotiate with ants...", Daji growled, brushing some dirt off her bare foot against the other before leaping into the air, holding her gown in place to prevent any sneaky glances at her private regions.

"I'll cut out your tongue and take you back home to be my pack-horse.. then you could put that body of yours to work!" the princess cackled, twirling her body in the air as she focused much of her energy in the general direction of the Albino's body. Her fluid, graceful yet terrifying display of acrobatic prowess was a surefire way to incapacitate the annoying woman-man-thing before she would be forced to exert any more energy...energy which she had spent on the unconscious redhead lying amongst the rubble. Centring her strength in the heel of her foot Daji plummeted down towards the 'silver hellfire', an axe kick aimed at the head of the woman, "Goodbye peasant!", she screeched before making possible contact with the albino...surely Daji's attack would end things on a quick and easy note...

...

Thick dark lashes fluttered for a mere second and then a second more until dazed golden eyes peaked out from under porcelain eyelids. Pouted crimson lips stretched outwards, a pained sigh escaping the puckered painted skin that quickly reverted to an infamous snarl. What was this pain? Why can't i move properly? the fierce beauty asked herself, shaking her head to regain some sense of what was happening around her. Lolling her head forward and blowing the glossy black strands of hair out of her face Daji instantly recognised the imposing white form of the monstrous peasant she attacked earlier. But why was she still standing? Why was Daji in pain? Why did she feel a draft of early morning air creep between her exposed legs?? Such questions came at a torrential speed as the petite acrobatic princess quickly realised her horrible predicament. Tied up like a slavegirl being sold at the markets or a domestic animal ready for the slaughter. She did not deserve such horrible treatment and the mere fact that she was in such an embarrassing position in front of the tall lady elicited a frustrated growl to escape her lips.

The Princess was smart enough to know that squirming out of her bonds was nigh impossible, although the knots were messily done there was simply too much of a tangled mess around her form to allow any escape attempts. "UNTIE ME NOW!", she screeched, her shrill voice bouncing off the walls of the cold brick alley. Her skinny legs were tightly clenched together, the silk robe barely protecting her womanhood all the while riding further up her supple body whenever she attempted to reposition herself. Small bare feet frantically brushed against the stained concrete underneath the bound princess and when her words seemingly fell on deaf ears she continued..her words more toxic than before.

"ONCE I'M OUT OF HERE I WILL TEAR YOU APART. SLOWLY, PAINFULLY AND IN EVERY SINGLE WAY YOU FEAR!" , Daji hollered, baring her teeth as a sign of animalistic aggression. For such a pretty lady Daji did have a habit of letting her more beastly side take charge and the rabid snarling and snapping at the air was enough to provide some insight into her mental state of being. "I'M A PRINCESS! I WILL HAVE YOU OBLITERATED INSTANTLY!", her seething rant continued, the small athletic body hurling threat after threat at the albino woman in front of her. Any normal 'peasant' would of heeded her venomous words but it appeared that 'the silver hellfire' was more than capable of ignoring the oriental woman's temper tantrums.

How could this day get any worse?

By the time her muscle bound kidnapper had listened to Daji's vicious rant she had appeared to have taken quite the trip down Mary Jane lane as the joint within her hand wafted pillows of white smoke. Not only was the fierce princess tied up and bound like a peasant but her foe had chosen to completely embarrass her and degrade her like a common whore. The whiffs of smoke blown in her face and the horrendous urban slang were more than enough to set the petite lady on edge, and she didn't even understand half of what this albino monster was saying. Her perfect porcelain face contorted in utter disgust and confusion as her captor continued the drug induced tirade, not caring for the Princess' rather humiliating position.

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?", the oriental concubines screeched in a rather exaggerated manner, writhing under her bonds as she desperately tried to get herself as far away from this wretched woman as possible. Never before has this ever happened, being bested by a brute and forced to undergo an embarrassing situation that no woman of her status deserved. Once I get back to base I am going to wring that witch's neck for forcing me to go here, she thought to herself, snarling at the very thought of how she got into this mess. But fate seemed to of had quite the twisted sense of humour that day as things only got worse...a lot worse.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH ME YOU MONSTROUS SWINE, YOU SCUM OF ..EEEEK", she squealed as she was plucked off the ground like a ragdoll. Her petite figure was yanked upwards and draped over her kidnappers shoulder, a surprised gasp escaped her lips only to be followed by vicious and desperate growls to get out of there. Her legs violently kicked at the air and her body squirmed under the relentless grip of the woman. Beads of sweat rolled down the princess' face as her futile attempts of escaping these iron clutches failed over and over again. Passerby's on the street looked on with complete shock and amusement as the pretty lady was paraded down the streets of late night New York. Men gawked at her barely dressed form and women giggled at this strange piece of entertainment screeching down the sidewalk.

"I WILL KILL YOU, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!", she howled, snapping at anyone who dared come close enough.

The throb of voices and trance music filled her senses as she heard the sound of doors swinging open, quickly followed by the shamelessly obnoxious entrance speech made by her captor. Dancers of the night stared on at the strange duo as they entered without much fuss, the body of the princess hanging limp over Essa's shoulder...completely and utterly humiliated with this horrible turn of events. All of these worthless souls wasting away their lives in an attempt to feel good...the very thought would of made the pretty lady cackle out loud if if weren't for her predicament.

Getting forced to sit on the bar stool, still bound, barefoot and barely dressed the Princess actually shied away from most of the peasant's lewd gazes. For once in her life she actually felt vulnerable, at the mercy of her ridiculously obnoxious captor. Her crimson lips had upturned into a feral snarl, a low unpleasant growl scratching its way from the pit of her throat as she stared the woman daggers, not happy at all.

"Two of my strongest ayee? How about my Signature drink...'The Irish Pussy bomb'!", clapped the gleaming bartender as he quickly went to work, concocting one of the most strongest alcoholic drinks in the area. Daji looked on horrified as he splashed various whiskeys, Vodkas and spirits into the two glasses prepared for the two ladies. "Here's to you and your...uhh girfriend! If you manage to walk after having this then it's on me!", he grinned before handing Essa the drinks.

"You will keep that demon drink away from me.. Or else I swear I will kill you right here right now..", a fuming Daji uttered between clenched teeth, inching her body backwards as the glass was handed to her. No way was she going to drink that...she didn't even like alcohol and for a woman of her size such a beverage would knock her out in a matter of minutes. Was this the hulking Albino's plan all along? Get the princess drunk and have her with with the royal flesh? Such thoughts sprinted across Daji's mind as the sudden realisation hit her...was Karma finally getting back at her for all of those girls?

One thing was for sure. She was not going to drink this 'Irish Pussy Bomb'...the very smell of it made her gag..