Fan Fiction
Contents - [Prologue|Chapter 1|Chapter 2|Chapter 3|Chapter 4|Chapter 5|Chapter 6|Chapter 7|Chapter 8|Chapter 9|Chapter 10|Chapter 11|Ending #1|Ending #2|Ending #3|Ending #4]
Codes: Mdom/f, viol, Fdom/f
(Author's note: if you want to skip the violent bits, click here after reading the first naughty bits.)
Dizzy awoke lying on her back in a bed, unbound. Some time passed; she didn't know whether it was a minute or an hour, but then she saw Miller above her. He smiled down at her, and said, "Sit up and beg like a dog."
She sat up, raising one hand like a paw, her mouth open and her tongue hanging out. Miller laughed, and pressed his cock into her mouth — was he naked? All she knew for sure was that she had to suck him, which she now did. She licked intently at his length, her tongue running all around him, and purred to make her mouth vibrate. It hardened, filling up her mouth.
"Oooh, yes!" breathed Miller, stroking her hair. "Good girl ... that's it ..." He gripped the sides of her head for a moment, then pulled out. "Mm ... Go completely limp for me, girl."
Dizzy flopped onto her back, lying there heavily, and he grinned, lifting her hips, and began thrusting into her pussy. She gasped, a shudder running through her, and she felt a wave of arousal running through her.
Miller laughed. "Oh, yes, girl, it feels good, doesn't it?" he said, thrusting a bit harder. "Feels good ... being used as just ... a doll, eh?" He reached up to grab her breasts. "You're just ... a fuckdoll. A toy. Aren't you?"
Dizzy barely heard him, the sensations building up within her, filling her with a warm glow which, she noted, contrasted with the rough sensations of his thrusting into her pussy. She felt like her mind was almost gone now, just letting the pleasure take the place of, well, everything else ...
Miller grunted as he thrusted harder into her. "Ohhh, yes, good girl ..." he groaned. "Yes ... be my little slut ... when you're with me, nothing matters except fucking me ..."
She gasped, shuddering with pleasure, then squealed as she finally came, a shudder of immense pleasure running through her, eyes squeezed shut and moaning loudly. She barely registered the wet sensations of his cum filling up her pussy ...
Miller sighed, laying down next to her, holding her close and stroking her sides. "My lovely pet ..." he murmured.
Then the alarms went off. (Click here to skip violent bits.)
Dizzy lay there as Miller hurriedly dressed and left the room. There was an explosion somewhere. Miller returned a moment later and said, "Dizzy, you'd better get up and get dressed, there's something I want you to do ..."
A moment later she walked down the hallway and saw ... something. In her mentally-blurred state, she didn't know who or what it was, except that it was an Enemy.
"Ah, Dizzy, it seems you've esc— ack!" The Enemy tried to dodge as Dizzy felt herself attacking him, her tail whipping around to trip him up. It stood up and said, "Mist-Finer!" and Dizzy gasped as she felt a burst of pain running through her. Then she charged forward, hitting the Enemy until it stopped moving.
Then she saw another Enemy and charged forward. This one didn't bother saying anything except, "Tyrant FLAME!" There was a big flash of light and noise, and Dizzy fell into darkness.
Dizzy groaned as she awakened. It felt like she'd been hit in the stomach with a cannon.
"It's okay, kid," said a voice right above her. "You're gonna be all right."
She gasped, looking up. "Sol!?" she exclaimed.
Then she realized she was in his arms, and blushed. "Oh! Er ..."
Sol Badguy smirked. "Don't worry, kid, we're gonna get you outta here ..." He frowned, looking down the hall. "... right after we tie up one more loose end ..."
Dizzy gulped, following his gaze. Liss stood there, and the minute she saw Sol, she charged towards them.
Sol put Dizzy down, snarling as he picked up the Fireseal, and raced forward to meet her.
Dizzy looked away, eyes squeezed shut, not wanting to see it. She felt a hand on her shoulder and blinked, looking up. "May!"
May tugged Dizzy's arm, her anchor still slung over one shoulder. "C'mon, let's get out of here!" she said. "Testament and Ky are dealing with the others, and we've got Jam and Potemkin here, too! Oh, and ..." She looked around. "... that man sent someone to go get I-No."
"Okay!" said Dizzy. "L-let's go then!"
The two of them hurried down the badly-damaged hallway towards a large hole in the ceiling, with debris used as a ramp leading up to the outside. At the top of it was the May Ship. "Here we are!" said May.
Dizzy looked up, sighing, and started to ascend the ramp.
"Napalm ... DEATH!"
The words were cut off by a large explosion, followed by a burst of static as the security cameras were evidently blown out.
"Well, there we go," said Miller morosely. "Liss is gone, too. So much for that ..."
"We still have a chance to grab I-No and escape, Mr. Miller," said a nearby technician.
Miller stared at the blank monitor for a moment.
"Mr. Miller?"
"Yeah," muttered Miller, pressing a button and changing the monitor's view.
I-No's cell was empty.
"What?" he muttered, then pressed another button.
It showed I-No walking down the hall in the company of a strange-looking blue-skinned man with what appeared to be a horn growing out of his forehead. "Who the hell ...?"
"I think that's ... Raven, yes, an associate of That Man!" exclaimed one of the technicians.
"What man?" said Miller, turning to him in confusion.
"You know," said the technician. "That Man."
There was a loud clang as something banged against the door. "Mr. Miller? Are you there?"
Miller turned slowly to face the door. Several dents appeared in it, while the other technicians screamed and started to run away.
The door fell down. Testament stood there, scythe raised, his raven sitting on his shoulder. "Ah, Mr. Miller," he said, and raised his scythe. "There's ... something I'd like to discuss with you."
Dizzy sat at the edge of the Mayship's deck, arms wrapped around the legs, looking dejected. She looked out over the wide view of the world below and sighed.
May came over and sat next to her. "You all right?"
"No," murmured Dizzy.
May wrapped her arm around Dizzy, hugging her. "You wanna talk about it?"
Dizzy just sat there for a moment, then shrugged. "I dunno ... it's just ..." She sighed. "It was ... so terrifying, having no control ... being just, um, a slave like that ... he ... he didn't even care about me ..."
May hugging Dizzy close, resting the half-Gear's head on her shoulder. "It's all right," she said. "You're free now. And Johnny's recovered, and he's been fine for the past two weeks, and the people who had you captured were ..." She hesitated, not wanting to exactly say outright that Sol and Testament had killed people. "... dealt with," she finished.
Dizzy blushed; that didn't seem to have been what was exactly on her mind. "If ... if I w-wanted ... I mean ..." She took a deep breath. "I ... I'd want ... I'd want someone who ... who cared about me ... um."
The younger girl felt her cheeks reddening as she realized the implications of what Dizzy was saying. "Oh ... I see ..." she said softly.
Dizzy blushed a bit deeper. "I ... I'm sorry ..."
"Don't be," said May, stroking Dizzy's hair, and thought about this a moment. "Hmm ... if you really want ..." She leaned in to whisper, "Come to my cabin at ... let's say ... eight o'clock tonight. Then ... then get naked, and ... and put on what you find on my bed, okay?"
Dizzy blushed deeply, letting out a soft purr. "Um. All right," she murmured.
May stepped into her room at ten past eight, and grinned as she saw Dizzy sitting there, naked, wearing nothing but a leash and collar and a ballgag. "Good girl!" she said, going over and patting Dizzy's head. "Heh ... y'know, I salvaged some of that stuff from the, uh, the rescue. Now ... get on your hands and knees on the floor."
Dizzy blushed as she obeyed, getting on her hands and knees, looking up shyly as she folded her wings behind her back. May walked over and stroked Dizzy's back and wings for a moment, then reached down to scritch the base of her tail. The half-Gear squirmed, blushing and purring at the scritches.
May giggled. "Mm ... let's see ..." She reached into the bottom drawer of her dresser and pulled out a small dildo, then moved behind Dizzy and rubbed it against her pussy. Dizzy moaned and squirmed as the pirate girl started molesting her pussy, and then gasped as the dildo started penetrating her!
May grinned, and started thrusting the dildo in and out of Dizzy's pussy. "Are you enjoying this? Does this feel nice?" she said.
Dizzy whimpered, squirming, and hurriedly shook her head. May blinked. "Uh? Oh!" She wrapped her arms around Dizzy, hugging her. "Sorry ... sorry ..."
Dizzy just blushed, hugging back, leaning nervously against May. "It's okay, Dizzy," murmured May. "If you don't like something we're doing ... just let me know, all right?"
She reached down to twist the dildo slowly in Dizzy's pussy, and the half-Gear moaned, then noddded. "Mmph ..."
"Good," said May. "Wanna keep going? I mean, with you being my ... pet?"
Dizzy blushed deeply, then shyly nodded.
"Okay," said May. "Hmm ... sit on the bed." She went to the bottom drawer, and got out two sets of fur-lined bondage cuffs. She climbed onto the bed behind Dizzy, and pulled her into her lap, stroking her chest.
Dizzy blushed, shivering and purring softly, nervously spreading her legs, and May reached down to rub Dizzy's clit, not taking the dildo out. Dizzy moaned, eyes squeezed shut and shuddering with pleasure, breathing heavily as she felt the pleasure build within her — not because of some strange mind control, but because of the touch of someone who cared about her.
"Mmm ... you like this?" asked May, and Dizzy nodded, moaning through the ballgag as she got closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, she gasped as she came, shuddering with pleasure as she felt her juices splashing from her pussy, eyes squeezed tightly shut. "Mmmph ..."
May giggled, stroking her hair, and hugged her close. "Mmm ... good girl," she said, kissing Dizzy's cheek. "Was that fun?"
Dizzy blushed and shivered, nodding weakly, leaning heavily against May, then meeped a bit in surprise as May reached up and started stroking her breasts, then settled down, purring.
May smiled. "Mm ... y'know ... I can think of all kinds of stuff I could do with you," she said, one hand going up to stroke Dizzy's hair. "Like ... like, having you go around with a dildo in you all the time ... or just wearing a collar like that constantly ..." She giggled, kissing Dizzy's forehead. "Well ... if you wanted, anyway."
Dizzy giggled back, relaxing against may, and sighed, purring. Whatever happened next — even if she was a pet — it looked like she was going to be able to be happy again.