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The Attacker	By : JonStalle Category: +1 through F > Adventure Time Views: 17733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dominance

The princess continued to fall in pace behind the vampire as they approached a very large door. They entered a dimly lit, large, ornate room. The room dripped with opulence from the silver trimmings of the banisters to the warmth of the dark reds, blacks, and silvers that contrasted the grey walls. Bubblegum looked to her right to see that there were a set of stairs winding up the wall of the room leading to the second floor and balcony that also housed enthused guests. Although the room was quite elegant people bustled about in organized chaos. The princess released a sigh as her apprehension seemed to fade for a moment; maybe this won't be so bad.
The Herald's voice interrupted her thoughts as he spoke out to the fairly hushed room, "Marceline, the Vampire Queen of the family Abadeer, Clan Derkas-Furer, House Nightos." Though there had been a few people still amidst conversation when she and the vampire had initially entered that had all stopped once the Herald had announced the Queen's arrival. Bubblegum was awe-struck, for someone who she had known for complete savagery the Queen seemed to have a civilized dynamic amongst her people as well as other royals; Bubblegum admired this. Except for you, the princess nagged at the truth of the matter that Marceline had totally disregarded her as a fellow royal and had practically taken her against her will in both meanings of the phrase and enslaved her—she had done just that. As both Marceline and the Princess pressed on into the room people greeted them both, though Bubblegum did not speak she curtsied at those who greeted her and smiled curtly when they returned and acknowledging nod.
As the Princess and the Queen mingled into the evenings events a red, curvaceous woman with dark curls that hung about her shoulders donned in flowing black dress and matching cape with a mask similar to that of Marceline's approached them with a tall man trailing behind in a mask that represented a slave.
"Olivia! How nice to see you," Marceline's smile dripped the same falsities that were coated in the gaiety in of her tone.
"Oh, Marceline. How have you been darling?" the woman moved in closer cutting her eyes toward the princess as she placed a hand on Marceline's shoulder sliding it down her arm to her hand, taking the long bony fingers in her own.
Bubblegum caught on to the flirtatious intentions of the woman, and returned her look with one of disdain as she remained quiet. The Princess was bothered, her blood began to boil as she felt the familiar pangs of jealousy seep into her blood stream. She already had decided that she didn't care for Olivia, but more so she didn't care for her touching Marceline. Am I jealous? No I can't be. She debated against herself within her head. Marceline didn't retract her hand from the other woman's grip and answered with feigned interest, "I've been fine. You seem to be doing well."
"Yes, yes. And who is this?" the woman eyed Bubblegum.
"This," Marceline smirked and placed her hand on the small of Bubblegum's back as she spoke, "is Bonnibel Bubblegum, ruler of the Candy Kingdom" Marceline couldn't help the grin that spread across her face, she was proud. She found pride in her possession, not because she had taken someone but because she'd take this girl. This woman she'd longed for; for so long she'd watched this girl.
Bubblegum smiled curtly and curtsied at the mention of her name and kingdom. The woman guffawed at the girl's actions and spoke in a condescending tone, "My word, well isn't that cute. You've taught it manners."
Bubblegum was seeing red, she reacted before she could clearly think. Bubblegum calmly turned to Marceline speaking in her most regal and cool clamor, "Mistress, I wasn't aware that you'd allowed animals into the building," turning her attention to the man standing behind Olivia, "Sir, do you have a leash for her?"
Olivia gasped causing Marceline to smirk, biting her lip attempting to stifle a chuckle, "Why, I never…" Olivia protested, offended. Clearing her throat Marceline spoke solemnly,"Why Olivia, I do believe you've spoken too soon. Contrarily, I don't take kindly to those who disrespect my slave and as her Mistress I am bound to protect her. I think the saying goes: 'those who hath gone forth to soil mine property, shall taste of death'; mind you."
At that moment Bubblegum felt a strong arm wrapping around her waist pulling her into a cool grip. A soft hushed voice tickled her ear, "I do hope you intend on being well behaved." She scoffed causing the vampire to smirk.
"I see, well in that case," Marceline grabbed the Princess's hands ushering her away from the woman and her bruised ego through the doors at the south end of the ballroom. Once through the doors Bubblegum noticed a few stragglers from the party who had seemed to have wandered off. Marceline turned down an empty hall pulling Bubblegum up to her. Bubblegum looked down avoiding Marceline's gaze as her eyes rested on the mounds that blessed the pale woman's chest. Marceline smiled to herself, Bubblegum hadn't been the one who had been totally out of line she still had to be taught that she needed to obey the orders of her mistress; although Marceline was rather proud of her for standing up to Olivia. Marceline hadn't cared for the woman much herself.
"Turn around and bend over," she said coldly holding a stoic expression on her face. The Princess did as she was told gasping as she felt her dress being lifted in the back. A cold breeze kissed the exposed flesh of her of her legs and ass, causing goose pimples to cover the expanse of the silky pink flesh. Bubblegum was scared she'd known that she hadn't been on her best behavior, but she only acted accordingly to the demeaning behavior Olivia exhibited. Don't speak unless spoken to, rang in her ears. She could kick herself, she'd broken a rule that Marceline had told her no more than 30 minutes ago. The worst of your beatings are behind you if you choose to behave, echoed itself in her head. The last thing the Princess had wanted was to upset Marceline to the point to have beaten her again. She swallowed thickly as she awaited her fate.
Marceline rubbed the luscious mounds before her, "You've been bad. I really hoped you'd behave yourself tonight, but I see that you can't help yourself." Marceline dipped her hand between the pink girl's legs cupping her warm sex. Bubblegum's mouth formed a perfect 'O' followed by her biting her lip to contain a moan. "Your behavior deserves a punishment," Marceline turned dark as she brought her opposite hand down with force on the mounds before her causing the Princess to yelp. The strike sent a shockwave of pain through the pink girl that later manifested itself as pleasure. The Princess found herself now panting, secretly loving the excitement this was giving her. Marceline smiled to herself proud of the reaction she'd elicited from the girl, removing her hand from between the pink thighs as she rubbed the mounds as they flushed from abuse.
"Count," Marceline sternly told the girl without further explanation. Count? Bubblegum thought herself, Why does she want me to count?
SMACK!
Another surge of pleasurable pain shot through the pink girl's body, causing her to whimper, "Ah!"
The Princess was testing her patience, "I said count, bitch!" Marceline smacked the reddened flesh again.
"ONE!" Bubblegum choked out.
Marceline dipped her free hand down sliding the girl's panties aside dipping her finger into the wetness rubbing it back and forth between the pink folds. Another hit, "TWO!"Another, "THREE!"
The punishment continued as Marceline toyed with the Princess pushing the tip of her finger into the waiting hole eliciting a whimper from the pink girl's lips.
"F-four…" Bubblegum moaned out, losing focus as Marceline pressed deeper, both pain and pleasure engulfing her senses.
"I can't hear you," Marceline said impatiently as she released another strike onto the now deep red skin.
"FOUR!"
After the tenth strike Bubblegum couldn't find her voice Marceline smiled clearly satisfied with herself as she removed her fingers from the Princesses dripping sex causing her to whimper audibly disappointed that the pale woman had denied her the pleasures of orgasm.
Marceline removed the girl's panties and leaned forward whispering in the Princess's ear desire masking her own voice, "Have you learned your lesson?"
"Y-yes…" the Princess could barely manage causing Marceline to issue another strike to the bruised skin.
"Yes Mistress!" the princess let out through moans of pleasure and pain.
"Good girl," the Vampire cooed into the girl's ear.
Bubblegum gasped as she felt something cold and round at her entrance. Marceline slipped the first bead in slowly watching hungrily as it disappeared inside of the pink girl.
"Anh…" Bubblegum moaned out softly as the cool object settled between her walls.
"Shh…" Marceline chided the girl as she slid the remaining beads into the girl until every last one had disappeared.
Bubblegum bit her lip trying her best not to moan at the pleasurable coolness the beads gave her. She suddenly felt the Vampire draw away from her, suddenly missing her contact.
"Stand, and fix yourself," Marceline said coldly that stoic expression gracing her angular yet gorgeous features once again. Bubblegum followed the instructions.
"Face me." Bubblegum obliged, feeling the beads shift inside of her causing the heat from within her stomach to rise; her face flushed.
"Look at me." She looked into the icy gaze of the Vampire and felt the muscles around the beads clench tightly causing her to let out a barely audible moan, "Oh…"
"You may find it hard to speak out of term when taking on the task of keeping the beads from exiting," Marceline smiled as she held up the girl's pink underwear bringing them to her nose as she inhaled deeply taking in the intoxicating aroma of the girl's essence. Bubblegum gasped, turned on by the sight feeling the beads shift as her muscles clenched around them tighter. The blush on her face spread down her neck, a deep crimson.
Marceline placed the garment in her pocket, pulling the Princess into her arms looking down at her smirking at the vulnerability displayed in the girl's features. "Shall we?"Marceline said gesturing down the hall toward the ballroom.
Little did the Queen realize just how much the Princess had begun to grow on her.
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