Garnet leaned into her Mistress’ hand. She was so glad that Amber was here. She hoped that what she’d just done had helped to convince her to stay. Garnet had no idea what was in the drink that Mistress Emilia gave her, but it completely overwhelmed her. She had needed Amber in a way she hadn’t ever needed someone before. The moment she had Amber’s wrists in her hands, pure need washed her mind away. She felt silly as Mistress Emilia scolded her, but she knew that her Mistress wouldn’t stay mad. She whimpered happily under Emilia’s hand.

She heard Amber groan. Garnet turned in place, still kneeling next to the Empress. She wanted to pounce on her again. Feeling her lover inside of her again only made her that much more determined to get her to stay. “Please, pull yourself together. We still have plenty to talk about, and dinner should be ready soon.” Mistress Emilia telling Amber to get up. Amber’s pretty yellow eyes locked on to her own, and Garnet beamed at her. Amber looked ashamed, though Garnet didn’t exactly understand why. Mistress Emilia loved it when she showed herself off to her! There was nothing shameful about it.

Amber covered herself, pulling her pants back up (which Garnet frowned at). After adjusting her shirt as best she could, Amber sat back down at the table. She was breathing heavily, and she kept glancing down at Garnet kneeling next to the throne.

“What did you put in her drink?” Amber asked. Garnet could tell that she was still turned on; she was as well. She wanted nothing more than to go and take care of her, to pull her pants back down, Garnet wouldn’t even have to do anything for herself; making Amber cum again would feel so good. And Amber would like it too. She knew Amber would like it too.

“It’s not my fault your partner is insatiable. It seemed like you were too.” Garnet looked up to see that Mistress Emilia had that smirk on her face that she loved so much. Mistress Emilia was so much smarter than she was. That’s why it was best for her to listen to Mistress Emilia. That’s why it felt so good to listen to Mistress Emilia. Her hands started to drift towards her thighs.

That drink is making me feel… Her eyes lost focus for a moment, a rush of heat overwhelming her. She needed to cum again. Once wasn’t going to be enough. She let out a whine, looking up at her Mistress. Emilia met Garnet’s pink eyes with a serious expression. “Garnet, quiet. And you’re not allowed to touch yourself either while I talk to Amber, are we clear?”

“She wouldn’t just do something like th-”

“Amber, look at her. She’s practically begging for you to fuck her with her eyes. If I don’t take control of her, she can’t help herself. It’s for her own good.” Garnet hadn’t thought that before, but she knew it now. Mistress Emilia was doing this for her own good! It did make not touching herself that much harder as the thought echoed in her mind– but she knew she couldn't disobey. Her hands wouldn't let her.

Amber had a strange look on her face. “What in the wor– It’s. Not for her own good?” She sounded unsure. “You’re using her! I know you've done something to her. No magic trick is going to make me forget what I've seen. I know Vivian!”

“Stop calling me that!” Garnet couldn't stop the words from coming out of her mouth. Both Amber and the Empress looked down at her, and she lowered her head. “I told you Amber!”

Mistress Emilia’s hand brushed through her hair again. She felt all of the frustration that was building in her fade back away, slowly receding back to the ache of needing to be touched. “Garnet, hush. It’s okay. It’s going to take some time for her to adjust, you know.” Garnet just whined and nodded before leaning back into Mistress Emilia’s palm.

“As you can see, she’s not interested in returning with you. Garnet,” she emphasized, “will be staying with me from now on. She would like you here with her more than anything, you know.” Garnet nodded, pleading at Amber with her eyes. “Of course, you understand that by joining her, you’ll be handing yourself over to me to do with as I see fit.”

“You still haven’t explained what that means. You still haven’t explained what you did to V… to Garnet,” she corrected. “And even if you did. Even if I agreed to stay. How do you know I won’t just take her and leave?”

Garnet wanted to reply. She wanted to tell Amber herself. The feeling of the hand in her hair kept her from speaking. “Do you not understand, truly? She won’t let you, Amber. She’s mine now, body and soul. She has no desires but the ones I give her. You could spend all night trying to force her to leave and she would not budge an inch from where I told her to stay.” Mistress Emilia leaned forward and let her hand stray from Garnet’s hair to her breast, groping her through her dress. Garnet gasped at the unexpected touch. Every nerve in her body sang, desperate for more.

Amber grit her teeth, staring daggers at Mistress Emilia. It didn’t quite make sense to her why, again. She just doesn’t understand how good it feels, Garnet thought. Mistress Emilia’s fingers pinched her nipple and she couldn’t help but moan. I need to show her again. I need to I need to I nee–

“Stop touching her!” Amber said, pounding a fist on the table.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” Mistress Emilia pulled her hand back, and Garnet instantly whimpered. She felt how warm she was again, how badly she needed someone to touch her, to fuck her until she couldn’t move. She reached a hand to Mistress Emilia’s leg, hoping she might go back to teasing her. “I realize she must be distracting. She really is beautiful, you know.”

Amber was still looking away, though Garnet caught her looking over at them through the corner of her eye. She was breathing heavily. She’s angry… But she’s also… “What would happen if I stayed? Tell me. No more of your half answers. No more of your petty games.” Garnet’s eyes lit up. Maybe she does understand!

The door on the far side of the room opened, and a pair of servants with two platters each entered. They brought the trays with their dinner out, each with steak and an assortment of vegetables on them. Amber stared at the food as it was placed in front of her, clearly distrustful. Mistress Emilia looked at Garnet and signaled for her to go back to her seat now that dinner had been served. Garnet slowly stood up, planting a kiss on her Mistress’ leg as she did. “Eat something first. It’s been a long day, hasn’t it? And I know you don’t eat this well in your camps,” the Empress smiled. Garnet wasted no time cutting into her meal.

“You’re insufferable. You’re a monster,” Amber growled. Grudgingly, she started to eat. Selene entered the room a moment later and sat down in the seat next to Garnet. It’s so nice to have her close by again, Garnet thought.

The room stayed quiet for a few tense moments, though Garnet was sure that soon this would be the happiest arrangement possible. Once Amber figures out that fighting the Empress won’t work, we’ll all be together! She shuddered thinking about it, a shot of pleasure going up through her spine. She was still feeling frenzied from the wine she’d had. When we’re all together, they can all touch me at the same time, Garnet thought, mind drifting. I can have Mistress Emilia and Amber inside of me, and then maybe I can eat Selene out. Her eyelids fluttered, and she couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together. I could have their hands all over me, touching my breasts, putting their fingers in my mouth, feeling a palm on my thigh–

She blinked. Selene’s hand was on her thigh. She turned to look at the Empress’ attendant, face completely flush. She still didn’t speak, but her mouth dropped open. Selene squeezed and Garnet wanted to melt. Feeling Selene’s soft gloved hand touching her, pushing the front of her dress to the side, it all made her want to spread her legs as wide as she could. Garnet’s hands clung to the arms of her chair. She wasn’t allowed to touch herself. Any movement right now put it in danger of breaking its Mistress’ orders, which meant that she wasn’t allowed to move. The muscles in her arms wouldn’t listen to anything she tried to get them to do. She wanted to grab her tits and let Amber see her play with them through the dress. She’d always loved Garnet’s breasts, and Garnet could feel just how difficult it was getting for Amber not to stare at her in pure lust. The kiss they’d shared had sealed their fate. Give in. Please. Please give in, Amber. Please please please pleasepleaseplease

***

Amber had never felt more turned on in her life than she did in this moment. Emilia was right– She could feel Garnet’s eyes tearing off her clothes, she could feel Garnet eye-fucking her so blatantly across the table. This girl they’d told her used to be Vivian had been completely warped, and the worst part… I don’t know if it’s the drug, but I just– Garnet being like this– She couldn’t let herself complete the thought. It was too disgusting. It was horrid. It scared her.

She swallowed and looked back to Emilia, trying to Harden her expression. “What were you about to say?”

“Ah, right.” Emilia put a napkin to her mouth, then turned herself towards Amber. “I apologize. I’ve been leading you on for some time now. What I want to do, Amber…” She brushed her hair away, staring into Amber’s yellow eyes. “Should you choose to stay, is to make you into something more useful to the Empire. Something more useful to me.” Emilia’s lips curled into a smile. She’s beautiful. Amber bit her own tongue. She could not afford to think things like that.

“It’s already started. If you’re around me long enough… Well, these two can tell you. They could never harm me now. Fundamentally, they want to please me. Your poor Garnet was so vulnerable to my magic.” Garnet whimpered, and Amber noticed that Selene had reached into Garnet’s lap. She glared at Selene, who pretended not to notice. “She was like putty in my hands. She’s a brilliant swordsman, but she has absolutely no ability to resist me. I prefer when they can, though.” Emilia nodded towards Selene. “She lasted much longer than Garnet did. She told me so much about all of you. She told me how badly she wanted to see you give in to me like she had to.”

Amber closed her eyes. Was that what she’d been feeling this whole time? Was being around the Empress actually doing something to her? How could she possibly be able to do something like that– to warp another person into becoming her thrall? She didn’t think it was possible for a person to be able to command magic like that, especially not for extended periods like this. She thought about every report she’d ever read about the Empress, most of them just noting that she was an exceptional mage. They didn’t ever say anything quite like this. “How can you possibly do that?” She looked at Emilia with a genuine curiosity.

“Oh Amber, darling, you don’t need the details. Just listen to what I’m saying to you right now.”

Amber blinked a few times. “Wh– What do you… I was already listening…?”

“You want to listen to me.”

Emilia’s voice sounded so strange. It was like the words she spoke were at a perfect frequency, filling her mind with static whenever she spoke. Amber tried to put up a barrier, any kind of magical defense she could conjure. She could not afford to let this woman get to her. “Stop that,” she hissed. “I will not let you lull me into submission with your voi-.”

“Stay still.”

The words crashed into her, slamming into the defense she’d constructed. She felt herself choke on a reply, dazed and blinking. She couldn’t respond. She was out of her depth. I shouldn’t have done this, Brynn. Gods, I should never have come here, she swore.

“Relax.”

The command made her fall still. She felt herself slouch in the chair.

“Drink.”

Amber hadn’t noticed the new goblet before her when the food was brought out– She’d been doing her best not to focus on Garnet’s chest or her pleading eyes. She could see that Garnet was desperate. She could smell that Garnet was desperate, and gods, she wanted her. Her hand began to lazily reach out towards the goblet on the table. Amber focused everything she had into stopping herself. It was a struggle. This had to be where she stopped herself. She couldn’t let this happen. Her hand moved closer to the goblet.

Her other hand grabbed her wrist. She pulled her arm back. She would not just lie down here–

“I said, drink.”

The goblet was in her hand. She didn’t even notice that it was up against her lips until she inhaled the sweet scent. She tipped the contents into her mouth. It was delicious. Her mouth tingled and she licked her lips. Emilia was smiling at her. She took another drink. She felt ravenous. She needed to consume someone. She finished the rest.

“Freeze.”

She did, the cup tumbling out of her hand.

“Garnet, darling, make your lady love understand how good it feels to obey me.”

As soon as she had registered that Garnet was no longer in her line of sight, she felt hands ripping her trousers away from her. She wanted to grab Garnet by the hair and pull her onto her cock. The need was overwhelming her. Whatever aphrodisiac the Empress had given her had set her mind and body ablaze with lust. She felt lips against her shaft and all of the air left her lungs. Is this what she did to G…Garnet? She couldn’t bring herself to use the other name after Garnet’s last outburst. It really does hurt her.

She felt her partner’s tongue on her cock. Amber whined as loud as she could manage. She needed more. She needed more now. Her arms twitched, fingers slowly turning towards Garnet. Her Empress’ – My Empress? – words weren’t as strong as the lust that was raging in Amber’s blood. She felt a primal need to take Garnet, to bury herself in her. Looking at her like this…

“It’s come a long way, hasn’t it?” Emilia said, leaning over Amber’s shoulder and smiling at the redhead under the table. Amber’s legs were being spread wider, Garnet finally taking Amber’s cock into her mouth. Amber moaned as loud as she ever had. “Garnet used to lead you. Can you imagine it doing something like that now? Answer me.”

Amber stared down at Garnet. Her yellow eyes met the pink eyes beneath her. “I…” Her mouth slowly opened, trying to conjure an answer for her Empress. “It… Of course. Of course I can imagine her doing somethi–” She was cut off by Garnet taking her entire cock in her mouth, a shockwave rippling through Amber.

“I don’t think you can. I think we both know it’s a toy, Amber.”

She groaned, regaining control of her arms. They immediately reached for Garnet’s hair, forcing her down onto her cock. This is what Garnet was for. It had a purpose: to be used, to be displayed, to be fucked–

Amber bit her own tongue. The blaze in her mind died down for a moment. I can't just let her change me. There has to be something I can do! She tried to pull her arms away from the girl between her legs. They wouldn’t listen; she needed to help Garnet. She wanted to know how good it felt to obe–

STOP! She yanked an arm away from Garnet. The moment she did she felt a quick twist, and the arm bent behind the back of the chair she was sitting in. Emilia. “You really are something, Amber. No wonder that poor thing loved you. It needed your magic to have any shot at leading the rebellion, didn’t it?” Emilia’s hands were no longer holding her wrist against the chair, but they wouldn’t move an inch.

She didn’t– “Does… Why would it ma-ahh-tter?”

Emilia gently took Amber’s other arm and bent it back behind the chair, locking it in place with the first. Afterward, she took each of Amber’s tits in her hands and groped them. “I’ve been watching the way you’ve been looking at it ever since I brought her in, Amber. I know about the way you treat it when you’re both in private. I know how you love to play with its hair, I know how you toy with it, I know how you relieve her from the stresses of being a leader. I know everything, dear.”

Amber whined and struggled. She wanted her arms free. Garnet was purposely keeping her on the edge of cumming. Every time she felt like she was getting close, Garnet would shy back. “No, there's– that's not the same. You do-ooohn't…” She trailed off. How much had Garnet told her? Is that how she twisted Vivian into… whatever it was now? Stop thinking of her like that! She's a person, not a... A toy!

“Oh, is it not? Did you not enjoy treating it like your personal plaything?” Emilia's breath kissed her ear. She was so close to her. Selene was smiling from across the table. “Garnet loved it,” she whispered. “She told me about every time you got her to relax, every time you quieted her thoughts… You prepared her for me.”

Amber shuddered. Truthfully, she had loved it too. She remembered the first night she had Garnet under her spell. She remembered the way that her eyes had fluttered shut, watching her finally relax for once. She remembered telling her to take off her clothes for her, and she remembered the hunger that overtook her immediately. She had given in to it, giving her Garnet commands, indulging in the thrill of having her Hero reduced to nothing at her fingertips. It was incredible to know that this wonderful, powerful woman she loved was willing to give everything over to her.

“It didn’t listen to you when you told it not to challenge me. It disobeyed you.” Emilia’s cheek was pressed up behind Amber’s ear. The Empress was even more irresistible when she was this close.

“It– She,” Amber tripped over her words. “It didn’t think that it would lose. Sh-she-” she was trembling. She needed to cum. She was melting. Garnet’s teasing was torture. Amber’s fingers twitched behind her back.

“It knew you couldn’t stand to lose it, and yet it tried anyway. You knew better. You told it not to. You know better than it does.” She did. She was always more clever than Garnet. Her partner was always running into these situations headfirst without ever considering the consequences of its actions. “It left you to run the rebellion by yourself. Doesn’t that prove that she isn’t fit to lead? It should be your plaything. It can’t think on its own.”

Amber’s cock was throbbing. It’s always so reckless. It needs me to take care of it. To guide it. I’ve spent long enough cleaning up its messes. She kept looking down at the pink eyed girl below her. This is where she belongs. Beneath me. Pleasing me. It’s always been my favorite toy.

“This is what you want. This is what it wants.” Amber groaned, flexing her hand. She was getting close to breaking through this magic. She felt it in her wrists, her own determination slowly overpowering the spell. Emilia pinched Amber’s nipples and she screamed.

“Thii-i-s is… what we both want?”

The Empress was smiling; Amber couldn’t see her, but she could feel it in her breath, hear it in her voice. “That’s right. Don’t you understand, Amber? It’s dependant on you. It can’t possibly function without you. That’s why you need to take control of her. It’s your right to take what you want from her. Garnet needs you.”

These were the thoughts she had been afraid of. The ones that painted her partner as an object. As her property. As her fucktoy. She heard a snap. She felt the bindings on her wrists disappear. Amber grabbed Garnet’s braids and forced its mouth down on her cock. She couldn’t stop herself. This… this toy had been teasing her for far too long. She needed to cum, and no piece of property was going to keep her on the edge for even a moment longer. She thrust over and over, pulling Garnet down onto her. She felt the tidal wave growing inside of her. She didn’t know what would happen when it crashed against the shore. She didn’t care.

“That’s a good girl, Amber. Your Empress is commanding you to cum now.”

She did, immediately. Her vision went white and she forgot to breathe for a moment, cumming in Garnet’s mouth, the toy struggling to swallow it all. Time seemed to stretch on forever in a single moment before she went slack in the chair. She needed this. She deserved this.

***

The Empress’ fingers trailed up Amber’s chest to her neck, up to her cheeks, the tips of her fingers tracing over her sensitive skin. They came to rest against her temples. “You’re going to stay. It was your idea. You still want to save Vivian, don’t you? The only way to win is to stay. You need time to figure out an escape plan.” She stood up straight, finally letting go of her new guest. “Garnet, would you like her to stay in your room? Your bed should be well big enough for the both of you.” Garnet immediately nodded enthusiastically. “I thought you might.” She reached down to stroke the girl’s cheek, and Garnet’s pink eyes immediately lit up. “Take her back to your room. You will stop for no one. And no matter what Amber says, you are not to leave the room.” Garnet nodded again. “You’ve been very good for me tonight. You’ll be allowed to touch yourself again once you’re safely back in your room. Now go.”

She watched Garnet pick Amber up, carrying her in her arms. Emilia remained standing until the couple had exited the dining hall, then walked around to Selene’s chair. She leaned forward, and her attendant couldn’t help but immediately look down her dress. Emilia smiled. She loved how her toys were completely unable to stop themselves from drinking her in. “And you, Selene. You’ll be sleeping in my chambers tonight.”

“Thank you, my Empress~!” Selene’s face was flushed, and Emilia could feel the arousal pouring off of her. Emilia had, of course, ensured that Selene helping her Empress corrupt her former allies would arouse her more than anything else. She grabbed her attendant by the chin and forced her to meet her gaze. She watched the awareness in Selene’s eyes flicker, slowly replaced by need.

“Go now. You’re forbidden to wear anything for the rest of the night. When I join you, I expect you’ll be ready for me.” Emilia walked back to her throne while Selene quickly left the room, already peeling off her gloves without a word. The Empress picked up the last untouched goblet of wine at the table and took a long drink. I didn’t expect Amber to be able to mount even the slightest defense against me, Emilia thought. It wasn’t necessarily troubling. If anything, the situation had just become more interesting to her. I didn’t think my sword would bring me such a valuable tool so quickly.