Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Tainted Light ❯ Enslaved body ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Tainted Light
Part 1
by Chibi Renamon

The usual stuff: I don't own Digimon.
Would be nice though, I would have stopped them before messing up the Dubs...
Oh whatever.
This fic is a lemon one. This means there is sex in it.
Humans and Digimon. Humans and humans. And maybe even Digimon and Digimon.
So if you don't want to read stuff like that: Now's your chance to go.

"Kneel." Mistress commands.
She obeys instantly and sinks down on her knees.
She can hear her Mistress sigh and knows she has messed up. Again.
A sharp pain on her back makes her gasp.
"Are you doing this on purpose, bitch?" Mistress asks.
"No, Mistress." she replies.
Her Trainer had liked another postition more.
But now she is now owned by her Mistress. Not her Trainer.
"Stand up."
She stands up and waits.
"Kneel." Mistress repeats her command.
She kneels down and instantly spreads her legs.
Her hands rest on her thighs and her eyes are downcast.
"Now stay like this. So that your body gets used to this position."
The collar makes her obey. It doesn't make her a good slave.
Kari Kamiya has learnt this difference during her training.

It had begun last New Year's Eve.
The old year would end just like Kari's old life.
MaloMyotismon has been a thing of the past.
Kari's 18th birthday had been during the past year.
Tai, Matt, Sora, Joe and Izzy have travelled to the DigiWorld.
So Kari had spent the faithful night with her... friends.
Yes, she had seen them as friends back then.
T.K., Davis, Ken and Yolei. And their respective Digimon, of course.
Cody had gone to the United States as an exchange student.
Kari remembers being incredibly drunk when the new year started.
She has never been much into alcohol, so she didn't want to get too drunk.
But somehow that had not been normal beer.
Kari can still remember the ritual that had ended her normal life...

"Happy New Year!" everybody cheers.
Kari has dropped her winter jacket somewhere. Can't remember. Doesn't care.
She kisses T.K., then Davis, then Ken, then Yolei.
The alcohol had made her careless. Happy. Willing.
Gatomon and the other Digimon had been playing elsewhere. Or so she had thought.
Kari doesn't even think of resistance when Davis and T.K. gently push her into a kneeling position.
She can feel the cold ground even through her thick jeans.
But she doesn't mind and simply giggles.
T.K. is firmly holding her right arm while Davis is doing the same with the left one.
Yolei is apporaching her. She is holding a thin black collar.
Had Kari been sober, she would have recognized the Dark Ring the Digimon Emperor had always used.
With a smile, Yolei locks the collar around Kari's neck.
Kari doesn't even struggle. She is even a bit aroused by the whole setup.
Then everything goes black.

"Damn, talk about hangover." Kari mutters when she wakes up again.
The bright daylight startles her, so it takes her a while to realize the obvious.
This is not my room. she finally realizes.
She has been sleeping in a completely empty room. Only a window and a door.
Kari whirls around when she hears somebody opening the door.
"Gatomon! Thank God." she whispers when she sees her smiling Digimon partner.
"Like your new room?"
Kari is startled by this question.
"My new room?" she carefully asks and frowns.
Gatomon's smile becomes a fierce grin.
"Things have changed, sleeping beauty." the cat sneers.
"Gatomon, what are-"
"Shut up." the cat commands.
To her own surprise, Kari stops talking.

"Lie down on your back." Gatomon causally orders.
Startled beyond belief, Kari lies down on the cold floor.
Gatomon turns Kari's head so that the DigiDestined looks at the cat.
"Kari, you have always treated my like your pet." Gatomon purrs.
"Now you have become my pet. Our pet. Our little pet slave."
Kari tries to struggle, but her body doesn't obey her.
Gatomon grins.
"Tsk. The collar makes you obey." the cat explains.
Then she licks Kari's neck, sending shivers down her spine.
"From now on, address me as Trainer. You will not speak unless asked."
Kari's eyes widen when she realizes her position.
"You've guessed correctly: You will learn to pleasure us."
Us? Kari asks herself.
Surely Gatomon couldn't mean Davis. Or T.K.. Or... Yolei...
Then she remembers the ritual. Everybody had been there.
Oh God...

The sound of the whip startles Kari.
"Daydreaming again, my little slut?" Mistress hisses.
Of course it isn't a question. It's a statement.
"Well, looks like tonight's exercise will be a bit more painful for you then."
Laughing softly, Mistress leaves the room.
Kari can feel a tear run down her cheek, but she doesn't dare to wipe it away.
Mistress. She remembers the day she had been introduced to her new Mistress.

Kari is down on all fours, with her legs slightly spread.
Her front is resting on her lower arms so that her crotch is more accessible.
She cries when she feels Gatomon's claws at her wet slit.
A soft moan escapes her lips when the cat penetrates her with one claw.
Kari is facing the door and now notices that there is somebody in the doorway.
"Yolei!" she moans, hoping that her friend would help her.
Then she remembers who had locked the collar around her neck.
At the same time, Gatomon thrusts her claw in forcefully.
"Did I allow you to speak, slave?" the cat hisses.
"I'm sorry, Trainer." Kari begs between her sobs.
"I see she is still a wild one." Yolei purrs as she kneels down in front of Kari.
Kari whimpers when Yolei plants her lips on Kari's, drawing the slave closer for the kiss.
"You know, I've waited for this moment for years now." Yolei purrs.
"Seeing you helpless. At my mercy."
Kari looks at the floor, being too ashamed to look at her former friend.
"Do you want to take over right now?" Gatomon asks, making Kari cough.

"Oh why not." Yolei answers.
Gatomon removes her claw and walks over to the slave's front.
"From now on, Yolei will be your Mistress. She will continue your training."
Kari can't believe her ears.
She is treated like an object. Would she be given from one person to another?
Her thoughts are interrupted when Yolei enters her with her finger.
"OK, slut. I want you to beg for more." Yolei orders.
Kari can hear herself moan. She begs her Mistress to fuck her.
But the words aren't her own. Kari feels trapped inside her own body.

"You were right, my dear. She really is daydreaming."
Kari gasps when she hears Ken's voice behind her.
"Master, I-"
Her protest is silenced by a sharp pain on her ass cheek.
Master really likes to use his riding crop on her.
"Down to all fours." Ken lazily orders.
Kari whimpers softly, but assumes her position.
"How many lashes?"
"As many as you think I deserve." Kari answers as it is expected.
"Let's start with ten. It's still early, after all." Yolei purrs.

Master and Mistress have already left.
But Kari is still on all fours, crying openly now.
She curses her situation. Her life. Her friends.
Friends.
How fake that sounds now.
Her friends wouldn't humiliate her like this.
Kari is sure that something has caused them to act like this.
And I have to find out what it is.
The collar makes her obey. But it hasn't broken her mind.

Yet.