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How would it feel to have been deprived of any freedom, to have being stolen any liberty of thought and movement, to have been reduced to a quivering pile of numb muscles robbed of any energy, to have one’s being merely shifted to a certain part of the body, to have it turned into the sole focus of one’s existence? Queen Beryl could imagine that these and other thoughts of despair would be filling her victim’s mind. By merely glancing at her face, distorted in a mask of agony, she knew that flaming feeble sailor had been utterly subdued. The blond girl had lost any hope of reprisal and did nothing but to remain frozen as she silently giggled while the queen went on with her torment. The red-haired sovereign’s sharp nails would glide against the cream-like soles of her toy, putting special attention on her delicate toes which were overloaded with sensations. Sailor Venus’ body had lost any of her functions save for two of them: to ascertain the stimuli on her tired feet as ticklish signals that her brain would translate into more of her desperate soft laughter.
The queen bathed in the girl’s anguish. She had opened the gates to her imagination and was teasing those tantalizing feet of hers with scrutinising sadism. How long had it been? For her it felt lesser than an instant, on the contrary, when she looked at her enemy, that same girl who had troubled her so much in the past, she could imagine that, to her, it must have felt like an eternity.
Queen Beryl stretched her statuesque arms. She had been so enthralled by her task that she had not realised her limbs getting tired from not shifting her pose.
“I think that this would be enough” She said loud enough for Sailor Venus to hear. The girl’s eyes gained a faint glimpse of hope.
“Tha... thanks... please... No more... I can’t take it... Thank you so much for stopping...” Said the blonde somehow. The nefarious woman could not help but to laugh.
“Stop? Who said that I’m done with you? Are you stupid perhaps? Don’t you remember? I said you had to fill what Sailor Moon owned me” Her grin turned into that of a predator “Now we can begin with the real interrogatory” With a swift movement of her staff, Sailor Venus’ neck glowed faintly. Her features were invaded by the most primal fear.
“Please... I have already suffered enough I don’t know where the Silver Crystal is...” The girl gasped, she was surprised to be able to pronounce those words anew and understood that she had been freed from the spell. She saw with pleading eyes how her captor approached her long nails to her exhausted soles, which had acquired a tone of pink due to the brutal ordeal they had gone through. Queen Beryl loved each and any of these reactions.
“I don’t believe you” She said in a wicked tone that gave away she was lying. Sailor Venus’ eyes opened wide at this.
“That can’t be true! Don’t you have any mercy? I’ll do anything, but please don’t tickle me again! Anything you say!” The more she spoke the more alive Beryl felt, to listen to her enemy plead to her in this manner was invigoration.
“Anything?” Asked the woman in the long dress “But I just want one thing from you... I want to hear you beg, tell me how much you hate it when I tickle you” She ordered in an amused voice before her hands began dancing anew over the open dancehall that were the girl’s creamy soles.
“Nohohohohoho! Please don’t tickle me again!!!!” Was one of the numerous, yet useless, pleads that came from Sailor Venus’ mouth as the second instalment of her torment began.
“Ahh there is nothing that can make me feel more alive than this” Said a pleased Queen Beryl. She had lost the track of time while she slowly and evilly had her way with her enemy’s feet. Mercy was a concept that she had not been aware of during the endless hours she had spent with Sailor Venus. She took a moment to study her work: the lass had been defeated in every sense. Her eyes had lost their light, all of her skin glittered from sweat and her head rested lifeless over her shoulders. Her mouth quivered with inaudible, incoherent sounds that were repeated endlessly. The girl’s body trembled from the phantom sensations that still assailed her fair skin. The queen was pleased with the result. However she was greedy and wanted even more.
“Nephrite I summon thee to do as I command!” She said with authoritative voice. A man materialized in the room and kneeled, a gesture full of respect and adoration.
“What is it, my queen? How may I serve you, speak and I, Nephrite, as your humble servant will do all that is in my power to make your wish come true” He said not giving the least of mind to the empty shell of the girl that hung in her dark bindings.
“You may stand” Said the woman prompting her servant with a sweet caress of his cheek “I shall move to entertain myself with the next of the sailors. However, I do not wish for this one to rest” Her dark eyes glanced at Venus “I do not think it is necessary to add anything to this” The man instantly understood the order.
“I will see to it, my queen” He replied, bowing his head with respect.
“Speaking of which” Said Beryl placing a dubious finger on her chin “What has become of Sailor Moon?”.
“She has had the time to regain her senses, much to her dismay, I must add. Jadeite has been doing a diligent work: he produced two of his minions who had been teasing her ever since” He smiled with malice “They had been cruel and methodical, but gentle all the same. They have used nothing but feathers that will ensure she is being teased but not tortured roughly enough for her to faint anew”.
The queen raised an eyebrow.
“Is that so? Then I guess you will have to work to be on par with him” She said with a compliant smile.
“I will not let you down, my queen” With this, the woman left, indulging the sound of two desperate set of voices that she had not noticed until that very same moment, it was the most beautiful music she could think of.
Ami Mizuno was considered to be a genius; she had been gifted with a prodigious mind. Unfortunately for her, she did not feel special about it in that precise moment. Given her current situation she dreaded her intellect, because it made her fully comprehend how dire her situation was: she knew that they, the Sailors, had been defeated and that they were going to be tortured and interrogated.
“Minako, Usagi...” She thought and shivered, she could listen to their voices; they had been deprived of their humanity and were laughing like soulless dolls. The blue-haired girl swallowed hard, she felt a chill in the dark chamber she was. She knew that her enemy was about to introduce itself and then she would share their fate.
“There must be something I can do” She thought biting her lower lip. She hated not being capable of doing anything as their friends suffered a terrible agony. Withal, the solution seemed to escape from her.
Then if came to her. It would be risky but she had to gamble on her final hope.
It would be no understatement that to catch Queen Beryl with her guard down was a feat worth of praise. She was expecting all short of resistances when she decided to spend some time with the Sailor being granted with the power of Mercury.
“But this, I did not see it coming” She mustered with interest.
She had all the reason to be surprised. Sitting on the cold floor of the dungeon awaited Sailor Mercury looking at her with defiant eyes. That in itself was insignificant, what made the situation peculiar was the fact that she could see her long, charming and bare legs with their sapphire boots discarded next to them.
“I was told that you are the smartest of the sailors, Mercury” Said Queen Beryl in a cold voice “What is the reason behind this then?” Her eyes trailed from those legs which were coiled as the girl embraced them in a protective gesture.
“I know exactly what you want” Replied Mercury looking at her in the eyes “You plan on torture us and for some reason I don’t understand you have decided to tickle all of us. Correct?” Beryl nodded, she was annoyed at her future play-toy’s attitude.
“And no matter what I say, you will tickle me, probably with the hope that I’ll reveal where the Silver Crystal is” Continued Mercury. Beryl allowed her the benefit of her silence, an affirmation to her judgments.
“And, are you going to tell me?” Asked the malignant woman.
“Let’s save ourselves some trouble. I don’t know its location, but that is not going to stop you from tickling me” Said Sailor Mercury stretching her legs, allowing the queen to take a good look at her shapely feet. She did not miss the expression of disgust on the girl’s face. She did not mind, it would be turned into one of madness in no time.
“You sure are smart” Declared Beryl. She planted her staff to the ground “So I think you will be wise enough to give me what I want in no time” As she did this, a black mass of tendrils wrapped around Mercury’s wrists and ankles, stretching them forward and rendering her bound and helpless. The girl tried to remain strong but a shade of doubt appeared on her face when she saw herself trapped on a wicked contraption.
“Oh, giving me the silent treatment?” Asked an amused queen of the Dark Kingdom “I wonder how long it will take to listen to your crystalline laughter? Specially if I start by doing this...” Her long fingertips embraced the girl’s big right toe, which showed a nail polished in blue, and pressed hard while motioning to the sides. The rest of the toes protested against this teasing. The girl breathed hard, her whole body trembled, and she tried to maintain a facade of tranquillity, a futile gesture that Beryl loved.
“How are you enjoying this?” She said “Care to tell me where the Silver Crystal is? I bet the only intelligent one of this bunch of buffoons is ought to know something...” She said, not neglecting the attention on that round toe.
“Nghh...” Mercury was struggling to remain composed “I won’t say anything... Because you’ll go after the rest of my friends then...” Beryl found this quite interesting.
“So, you are saying you are willing to sacrifice yourself for them? I will grant your wish. Get ready for the real game”.
Ami thought she would be ready for it, she knew she was ticklish, but she hoped to be able to stand strong when it began. She was wrong. Her enemy racked her long nails all across her soles without compassion which twitched and moved in protest, trying to escape from this ticklish hell. She laughed, of course she did, who would not succumb to this nefarious attack? Especially with feet as sensitive as hers, withal she did not complain, she had to remain strong, to gain as much time as possible. She fought at her bounds, trying to battle the creeping sensations on her feet.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take before...” She thought; she had to wait for the best moment, to let her enemy be confident of her victory.
“Why don’t you just tell me where the Crystal is? At this rate I will begin to believe that you love to be tickled like this” Ami did not fall to this provocation; she only laughed without uttering a word of any kind. She had to wait for her chance. But those fingers grazing her feet were proving to be a distracting element in her ordeal: they would twist, fondle, dance and glide around, eliciting waves of ticklish distress on her.
The situation continued for a while, Beryl would not stop tickling Ami, any subtlety shone because of its absence. Her nails craved for her laugh and they were doing a super performance on that regard. Any touch was enough for Ami to laugh at the top of her lungs. At least that was what the girl wanted her enemy to believe. The truth was that, even if it tickled, she could bear with it for a while. It was her hidden triumph card and she decided it was the time to make use of it.
“NOHOHOHOAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!!!!!” She howled, turned into a desperate banshee, she then closed her eyes and became motionless. All that was left for her was to wait.
“What the?!” The queen’s angry voice was heard “Another one who faints too soon?! I cannot believe how weak these sailors are, curse all of them. At this rate I will never discover where the Silver Crystal is!” Ami, pretending to have lost consciousness, breathed calmed, her enemy had bitten the bait and fell on her little trick.
Or so she thought, she heard a faint voice on her side that sent a shiver down her spine.
“What a smart little girl, thinking that she could make fun of me. Unfortunately for you I am not to fall for that” Sailor Mercury did not react, she had to carry on with her plan, any slip would prove fatal.
“No response? Well... if you really have lost your consciousness you will not mind if I try something just for you...” Those words were turning Ami mad; she had no way to know what her enemy had in store for her. She was bound to remain with her eyes closed, with any luck she would look convincing enough; she had to cling to that hope.
How useless it was to pretend. Queen Beryl knew that it would only take a matter of seconds once she began with the idea that had come to her mind. She pointed the tip of her staff to the immobile pair of soles. The red gem at its end shone and, the following second, a series of tentacles sprouted from the stocks surrounding the girl’s ankles. The new slimy limbs soon reached to the sweet skin and began to ravage the ticklish soles. A second passed, then another, after the third one Sailor Mercury sprang to life.
“Whahahahat is that? Ehehehe, pleahahahase, I cahahant stand it!” She pleaded.
“You don’t?” Replied Queen Beryl, she was enraged “That is too bad. You thought you could make me look like a fool didn’t you? Very well, why don’t you enjoy your punishment?”
“Nohohoho! Pleahahahase I’m sorry!” Mercury paused, the guffaws took the best of her “Oh nohohohoho, they are everywhere! Ahahahaha my feeheheheeeet!!!” Beryl closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of superiority her enemy granted her.
“This is what you get for playing with me; I think it is most fitting that I do the same with you. How long will it take for you to plead even harder?” She said looking at her prey, delighted to see her struggling.
“Pleahahahase, I... ehehehe the Silver Crystal! I don’t know where it is!” Mercury suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had realised a lost truth “None of us know! Please make this stop!”
The queen shrugged her shoulders.
“I was already thinking about that possibility” She declared “But why should I stop? Don’t you understand how amusing this is for me? To have revenge for the humiliation you have caused?” She gave a look at her staff which glowed with a radiant ruby glow “Besides...I have just came across a new purpose I can give to all of you...” She paused “All this energy you are generating...” A triumphant smile appeared in the queen’s face. A contrasting expression to the crazed smirk on Mercury’s, who fought against the ever-growing tentacles harassing her sensitive soles, threatening to rob her of what was left of her sanity.
TO BE CONTINUED
New installement of this saga! I finally got to continue with it, this time is Mercury's turn to be tortured. I want to thank the commissioner for making this possible but I also want to dedicate this to
and my friends 
(who is not Batman, by the way) and 
(who as far as I know he isn't Batman either, but trust me I'm possitive that Serena is NOT Batman, no way she is) for donating some points to 
so that the show could go on. If someone else also donated anything let me know and I will mention you (as long as you want to).
All of the characters mentioned are copyrighted by Naoko Takeuchi.
Funfacts:
-Guess who appeared while drawing this? My good old friend Artistic Crisis! Now that I think about I feel highly embarassed because at how I felt (did and said XD) the night I drewthis. In fact I spent more time self-loathing than drawing. For what? Because the preliminar sketch didn't look perfect? Now that I see the final result I'm quite proud of it. But let me tell, that pose was a bit tricky.
-God bless the power of digital editting, Ami's feet looked a bit small at first, but that's nothing that photoshop can't fix.
Next: Sailor Mars fav.me/d956xsp
How would it feel to have been deprived of any freedom, to have being stolen any liberty of thought and movement, to have been reduced to a quivering pile of numb muscles robbed of any energy, to have one’s being merely shifted to a certain part of the body, to have it turned into the sole focus of one’s existence? Queen Beryl could imagine that these and other thoughts of despair would be filling her victim’s mind. By merely glancing at her face, distorted in a mask of agony, she knew that flaming feeble sailor had been utterly subdued. The blond girl had lost any hope of reprisal and did nothing but to remain frozen as she silently giggled while the queen went on with her torment. The red-haired sovereign’s sharp nails would glide against the cream-like soles of her toy, putting special attention on her delicate toes which were overloaded with sensations. Sailor Venus’ body had lost any of her functions save for two of them: to ascertain the stimuli on her tired feet as ticklish signals that her brain would translate into more of her desperate soft laughter.
The queen bathed in the girl’s anguish. She had opened the gates to her imagination and was teasing those tantalizing feet of hers with scrutinising sadism. How long had it been? For her it felt lesser than an instant, on the contrary, when she looked at her enemy, that same girl who had troubled her so much in the past, she could imagine that, to her, it must have felt like an eternity.
Queen Beryl stretched her statuesque arms. She had been so enthralled by her task that she had not realised her limbs getting tired from not shifting her pose.
“I think that this would be enough” She said loud enough for Sailor Venus to hear. The girl’s eyes gained a faint glimpse of hope.
“Tha... thanks... please... No more... I can’t take it... Thank you so much for stopping...” Said the blonde somehow. The nefarious woman could not help but to laugh.
“Stop? Who said that I’m done with you? Are you stupid perhaps? Don’t you remember? I said you had to fill what Sailor Moon owned me” Her grin turned into that of a predator “Now we can begin with the real interrogatory” With a swift movement of her staff, Sailor Venus’ neck glowed faintly. Her features were invaded by the most primal fear.
“Please... I have already suffered enough I don’t know where the Silver Crystal is...” The girl gasped, she was surprised to be able to pronounce those words anew and understood that she had been freed from the spell. She saw with pleading eyes how her captor approached her long nails to her exhausted soles, which had acquired a tone of pink due to the brutal ordeal they had gone through. Queen Beryl loved each and any of these reactions.
“I don’t believe you” She said in a wicked tone that gave away she was lying. Sailor Venus’ eyes opened wide at this.
“That can’t be true! Don’t you have any mercy? I’ll do anything, but please don’t tickle me again! Anything you say!” The more she spoke the more alive Beryl felt, to listen to her enemy plead to her in this manner was invigoration.
“Anything?” Asked the woman in the long dress “But I just want one thing from you... I want to hear you beg, tell me how much you hate it when I tickle you” She ordered in an amused voice before her hands began dancing anew over the open dancehall that were the girl’s creamy soles.
“Nohohohohoho! Please don’t tickle me again!!!!” Was one of the numerous, yet useless, pleads that came from Sailor Venus’ mouth as the second instalment of her torment began.
“Ahh there is nothing that can make me feel more alive than this” Said a pleased Queen Beryl. She had lost the track of time while she slowly and evilly had her way with her enemy’s feet. Mercy was a concept that she had not been aware of during the endless hours she had spent with Sailor Venus. She took a moment to study her work: the lass had been defeated in every sense. Her eyes had lost their light, all of her skin glittered from sweat and her head rested lifeless over her shoulders. Her mouth quivered with inaudible, incoherent sounds that were repeated endlessly. The girl’s body trembled from the phantom sensations that still assailed her fair skin. The queen was pleased with the result. However she was greedy and wanted even more.
“Nephrite I summon thee to do as I command!” She said with authoritative voice. A man materialized in the room and kneeled, a gesture full of respect and adoration.
“What is it, my queen? How may I serve you, speak and I, Nephrite, as your humble servant will do all that is in my power to make your wish come true” He said not giving the least of mind to the empty shell of the girl that hung in her dark bindings.
“You may stand” Said the woman prompting her servant with a sweet caress of his cheek “I shall move to entertain myself with the next of the sailors. However, I do not wish for this one to rest” Her dark eyes glanced at Venus “I do not think it is necessary to add anything to this” The man instantly understood the order.
“I will see to it, my queen” He replied, bowing his head with respect.
“Speaking of which” Said Beryl placing a dubious finger on her chin “What has become of Sailor Moon?”.
“She has had the time to regain her senses, much to her dismay, I must add. Jadeite has been doing a diligent work: he produced two of his minions who had been teasing her ever since” He smiled with malice “They had been cruel and methodical, but gentle all the same. They have used nothing but feathers that will ensure she is being teased but not tortured roughly enough for her to faint anew”.
The queen raised an eyebrow.
“Is that so? Then I guess you will have to work to be on par with him” She said with a compliant smile.
“I will not let you down, my queen” With this, the woman left, indulging the sound of two desperate set of voices that she had not noticed until that very same moment, it was the most beautiful music she could think of.
Ami Mizuno was considered to be a genius; she had been gifted with a prodigious mind. Unfortunately for her, she did not feel special about it in that precise moment. Given her current situation she dreaded her intellect, because it made her fully comprehend how dire her situation was: she knew that they, the Sailors, had been defeated and that they were going to be tortured and interrogated.
“Minako, Usagi...” She thought and shivered, she could listen to their voices; they had been deprived of their humanity and were laughing like soulless dolls. The blue-haired girl swallowed hard, she felt a chill in the dark chamber she was. She knew that her enemy was about to introduce itself and then she would share their fate.
“There must be something I can do” She thought biting her lower lip. She hated not being capable of doing anything as their friends suffered a terrible agony. Withal, the solution seemed to escape from her.
Then if came to her. It would be risky but she had to gamble on her final hope.
It would be no understatement that to catch Queen Beryl with her guard down was a feat worth of praise. She was expecting all short of resistances when she decided to spend some time with the Sailor being granted with the power of Mercury.
“But this, I did not see it coming” She mustered with interest.
She had all the reason to be surprised. Sitting on the cold floor of the dungeon awaited Sailor Mercury looking at her with defiant eyes. That in itself was insignificant, what made the situation peculiar was the fact that she could see her long, charming and bare legs with their sapphire boots discarded next to them.
“I was told that you are the smartest of the sailors, Mercury” Said Queen Beryl in a cold voice “What is the reason behind this then?” Her eyes trailed from those legs which were coiled as the girl embraced them in a protective gesture.
“I know exactly what you want” Replied Mercury looking at her in the eyes “You plan on torture us and for some reason I don’t understand you have decided to tickle all of us. Correct?” Beryl nodded, she was annoyed at her future play-toy’s attitude.
“And no matter what I say, you will tickle me, probably with the hope that I’ll reveal where the Silver Crystal is” Continued Mercury. Beryl allowed her the benefit of her silence, an affirmation to her judgments.
“And, are you going to tell me?” Asked the malignant woman.
“Let’s save ourselves some trouble. I don’t know its location, but that is not going to stop you from tickling me” Said Sailor Mercury stretching her legs, allowing the queen to take a good look at her shapely feet. She did not miss the expression of disgust on the girl’s face. She did not mind, it would be turned into one of madness in no time.
“You sure are smart” Declared Beryl. She planted her staff to the ground “So I think you will be wise enough to give me what I want in no time” As she did this, a black mass of tendrils wrapped around Mercury’s wrists and ankles, stretching them forward and rendering her bound and helpless. The girl tried to remain strong but a shade of doubt appeared on her face when she saw herself trapped on a wicked contraption.
“Oh, giving me the silent treatment?” Asked an amused queen of the Dark Kingdom “I wonder how long it will take to listen to your crystalline laughter? Specially if I start by doing this...” Her long fingertips embraced the girl’s big right toe, which showed a nail polished in blue, and pressed hard while motioning to the sides. The rest of the toes protested against this teasing. The girl breathed hard, her whole body trembled, and she tried to maintain a facade of tranquillity, a futile gesture that Beryl loved.
“How are you enjoying this?” She said “Care to tell me where the Silver Crystal is? I bet the only intelligent one of this bunch of buffoons is ought to know something...” She said, not neglecting the attention on that round toe.
“Nghh...” Mercury was struggling to remain composed “I won’t say anything... Because you’ll go after the rest of my friends then...” Beryl found this quite interesting.
“So, you are saying you are willing to sacrifice yourself for them? I will grant your wish. Get ready for the real game”.
Ami thought she would be ready for it, she knew she was ticklish, but she hoped to be able to stand strong when it began. She was wrong. Her enemy racked her long nails all across her soles without compassion which twitched and moved in protest, trying to escape from this ticklish hell. She laughed, of course she did, who would not succumb to this nefarious attack? Especially with feet as sensitive as hers, withal she did not complain, she had to remain strong, to gain as much time as possible. She fought at her bounds, trying to battle the creeping sensations on her feet.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take before...” She thought; she had to wait for the best moment, to let her enemy be confident of her victory.
“Why don’t you just tell me where the Crystal is? At this rate I will begin to believe that you love to be tickled like this” Ami did not fall to this provocation; she only laughed without uttering a word of any kind. She had to wait for her chance. But those fingers grazing her feet were proving to be a distracting element in her ordeal: they would twist, fondle, dance and glide around, eliciting waves of ticklish distress on her.
The situation continued for a while, Beryl would not stop tickling Ami, any subtlety shone because of its absence. Her nails craved for her laugh and they were doing a super performance on that regard. Any touch was enough for Ami to laugh at the top of her lungs. At least that was what the girl wanted her enemy to believe. The truth was that, even if it tickled, she could bear with it for a while. It was her hidden triumph card and she decided it was the time to make use of it.
“NOHOHOHOAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! NO MOHOHOHOHORE!!!!!” She howled, turned into a desperate banshee, she then closed her eyes and became motionless. All that was left for her was to wait.
“What the?!” The queen’s angry voice was heard “Another one who faints too soon?! I cannot believe how weak these sailors are, curse all of them. At this rate I will never discover where the Silver Crystal is!” Ami, pretending to have lost consciousness, breathed calmed, her enemy had bitten the bait and fell on her little trick.
Or so she thought, she heard a faint voice on her side that sent a shiver down her spine.
“What a smart little girl, thinking that she could make fun of me. Unfortunately for you I am not to fall for that” Sailor Mercury did not react, she had to carry on with her plan, any slip would prove fatal.
“No response? Well... if you really have lost your consciousness you will not mind if I try something just for you...” Those words were turning Ami mad; she had no way to know what her enemy had in store for her. She was bound to remain with her eyes closed, with any luck she would look convincing enough; she had to cling to that hope.
How useless it was to pretend. Queen Beryl knew that it would only take a matter of seconds once she began with the idea that had come to her mind. She pointed the tip of her staff to the immobile pair of soles. The red gem at its end shone and, the following second, a series of tentacles sprouted from the stocks surrounding the girl’s ankles. The new slimy limbs soon reached to the sweet skin and began to ravage the ticklish soles. A second passed, then another, after the third one Sailor Mercury sprang to life.
“Whahahahat is that? Ehehehe, pleahahahase, I cahahant stand it!” She pleaded.
“You don’t?” Replied Queen Beryl, she was enraged “That is too bad. You thought you could make me look like a fool didn’t you? Very well, why don’t you enjoy your punishment?”
“Nohohoho! Pleahahahase I’m sorry!” Mercury paused, the guffaws took the best of her “Oh nohohohoho, they are everywhere! Ahahahaha my feeheheheeeet!!!” Beryl closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of superiority her enemy granted her.
“This is what you get for playing with me; I think it is most fitting that I do the same with you. How long will it take for you to plead even harder?” She said looking at her prey, delighted to see her struggling.
“Pleahahahase, I... ehehehe the Silver Crystal! I don’t know where it is!” Mercury suddenly opened her eyes, as if she had realised a lost truth “None of us know! Please make this stop!”
The queen shrugged her shoulders.
“I was already thinking about that possibility” She declared “But why should I stop? Don’t you understand how amusing this is for me? To have revenge for the humiliation you have caused?” She gave a look at her staff which glowed with a radiant ruby glow “Besides...I have just came across a new purpose I can give to all of you...” She paused “All this energy you are generating...” A triumphant smile appeared in the queen’s face. A contrasting expression to the crazed smirk on Mercury’s, who fought against the ever-growing tentacles harassing her sensitive soles, threatening to rob her of what was left of her sanity.
TO BE CONTINUED
New installement of this saga! I finally got to continue with it, this time is Mercury's turn to be tortured. I want to thank the commissioner for making this possible but I also want to dedicate this to
and my friends (who is not Batman, by the way) and (who as far as I know he isn't Batman either, but trust me I'm possitive that Serena is NOT Batman, no way she is) for donating some points to so that the show could go on. If someone else also donated anything let me know and I will mention you (as long as you want to).All of the characters mentioned are copyrighted by Naoko Takeuchi.
Funfacts:
-Guess who appeared while drawing this? My good old friend Artistic Crisis! Now that I think about I feel highly embarassed because at how I felt (did and said XD) the night I drewthis. In fact I spent more time self-loathing than drawing. For what? Because the preliminar sketch didn't look perfect? Now that I see the final result I'm quite proud of it. But let me tell, that pose was a bit tricky.
-God bless the power of digital editting, Ami's feet looked a bit small at first, but that's nothing that photoshop can't fix.
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Estoy impaciente por seguir leyendo *^*
Also, if you like mahou shojo in general (not just sailor moon) you can consider yourself lucky because I'm planning on doing works related to "Lyrical Nanoha" and "Madoka Magica" in the future
PS: I see you also write a bit yourself, I'll be sure to take a look at what you have to offer.
Or if you want i have non-fetish mainstream fic on FFN that's also yuri licious
Also, what is FFN? If you don't ming me asking.
Just kidding, thanks for the comment, though.
Gracias por los cumplidos.
Also, I gave about 400 points for this, but I'm fine with not being mentioned.
Also, since I didn't know you also helped I haven't added you at first, not to worry, that's solved. And expect a note from me soon about something I thought about.