Chrono Trigger: Loyalty

Chrono Trigger: Loyalty
Written by: Shadowflare
Started: Friday, February 4th, 2005.

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Caution:
1. These characters are fictional. If by any chance that this relates to real people, events, etc, then it is purely coincidental, and not intentional.

2. This is a lemon. This contains sexual content. If you do not feel comfortable with this type of writing, then I suggest you turn back now.

3. I am not in any way trying to make it seem that the characters involved in this fic are truly like that; so please, no comments suggesting why these characters would not do this type of thing. I'll simply ignore it.

4. This is fictional. Not real. F-I-C-T-I-O-N-A-L.

5. Please don't read this if you feel your opinion on a character will be put into question.

6. There is no yaoi, however, the story is heavily based on a female + female 'relationship'. If that scares you; leave now, please.

7. There is rape. Much touchier for some than the 'female + female' factor. If that scares or disturbs you, please leave now.

8. I do not support rape. I do not support any form of forced sex. Do not make comments questioning my ethics or values. This is a fictional story. I am not writing this as a suggestion for real activity.

9. I do not own any of the characters mentioned in the fanfic. I do not own Chrono Trigger. Don't sue me. I don't have money anyways. :)

10. This is my first attempt at a lemon, so constructive criticism is welcomed. I'm not sure how this works, but try to help me out, okay? Thanks :)

Chrono Trigger is copyright 1995 by Squaresoft.

You have been warned. If you feel up to it, read on.


Chapter 1: Respect Your Queen

"Crono! No!!!" Marle screamed, as Lavos released a beam of energy, completely destroying Crono.

She closed her eyes, wanting the nightmare to stop; but it was reality. The one she loved had just been killed within seconds in front of her. Tears rolled down her face. Lavos' power had been revealed, and the cost was too much to bear. The Ocean Palace began to shake; soon everything was black, and Marle passed out.

Marle woke up; she wasn't sure where she was, or how long she had been out. She rubbed her eyes a bit, trying to focus in on her current situation. She noticed she was in a large metal room, closed in by a large door and window. The memories of how she had ended up there soon came flowing back...

"Crono?!" She exclaimed out of pure shock, not caring if anyone was in the room to hear her or not. She didn't bother to get up, she stayed half laying down, staring at the floor. She didn't cry; she was still in shock. She wasn't sure what had happened to everyone else; she wasn't even sure of where she was. Did they suffer the same fate as Crono? She hurried to her feet, and approached the window. She was high up in the sky; too high. She took a quick few steps back, and got kind of nauscious. She felt like she was going to pass out again; everything was happening too quickly. She snapped back to reality, however, when the door opened behind her.

"I see you're awake." A voice said behind her. Marle turned around. It was Queen Zeal, holding a large gold sceptor, with a large grin on her face. Marle clenched her fist. It was Zeal's fault that this had happened. It was Zeal that killed Crono. She wanted nothing more than to attack her; but she knew she wouldn't stand a chance, having seen her power first hand.

"Where am I?! Where are my friends?!" Marle screamed at her. Zeal's smile grew even larger. Marle didn't like the look in her eyes. She knew just by the looking at Zeal what had happened to her friends. They were gone. Ayla, Robo, Frog, Lucca... and Crono. She had nothing to lose now; she quickly ran towards Zeal, with the full intent of killing her.

"Sit down, cretin." Zeal sneered, pointing the sceptor at Marle, firing a large bolt of lightning at her, efficiently knocking her against the wall. Marle didn't make a sound; she knew she was trapped.

"Your friends were quite foolish. I'm sure you don't want to die like they did, do you?" Zeal began to smile again, knowing how sensitive Marle was after losing her friends.

"Shut up!" Marle screamed, only to be shot with a another lightning blast.

"That's no way for a Princess to talk." Zeal remarked. Marle looked at her, with a confused look. "Oh, don't worry. The prophet told me everything about you, and your used-to-be-friends before he betrayed me."

"... where am I?" Marle repeated her previous question.

"You're in the Black Omen... what used to be the Ocean Palace." Zeal replied. "You'll be spending quite a bit of time here."

"What do you mean?" Marle asked, feeling scared now.

"Eternity is a long time. I need company." Zeal replied, with a devilish smile. She saw the fear in Marle's eyes, and it was really making the situation enjoyable. She pointed her sceptor at Marle again, and forced her to her feet with a telekinetic power. Marle tried to fight it, but couldn't. "It's useless, young one. Follow me, I'll show you around."

Marle was released, on her feet. Zeal left the room, motioning her finger signalling Marle to follow. Marle reluctantly followed, knowing that if she didn't, she would be blasted again, or forced to. She got a full tour of the Black Omen; it was huge, and she was amazed by it, although she didn't show it. Upon their return to the Throne Room, Zeal sat down. Marle stood there, nervously waiting for whatever was next.

"Tell me, girl. What's your name?" Zeal asked, surprisingly in a calm manner.

"Marle." Marle replied.

"What's your REAL name?" Zeal asked, to Marle's surprise. She wondered how she knew she wasn't being completely honest; the fact that she knew what she did scared her.

"N... Nadia." Marle replied, still overcome by the fact that Zeal knew what she did.

"That won't do." Zeal said to herself.

"What?" Marle asked, confused.

"You need a new name." Zeal replied.

"What?!"

"You heard me."

"Who are you to..." Marle tried to finish her sentence, but was quickly blasted by Zeal again, and knocked to the floor.

"Listen, dear. You're in no position to disobey me. I've welcomed you into my home, so you'll show me some respect, understand?!" Zeal was getting angry. Marle remained silent; she held back the tears she wanted so much to release. Zeal smiled again. "Now... you must understand, that you have no authority here. I'm your Queen; you're not in your kingdom anymore. I suggest you apologize, or I'll cause even more pain."

Marle pushed herself up halfway.

"Well?" Zeal asked, becoming angry again, charging the end of her sceptor.

"I'm sorry..." Marle asked, clenching one of her fists secretly.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Zeal corrected her.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty." Marle replied, becoming angry more than anything.

"That's better. Never forget your position here, or I will make sure that you are reminded." Zeal demanded, becoming excited by the fact that she had broken Marle for the first time. It wouldn't be long before she would become entirely loyal. "Now... your name..."

Marle stayed kneeling on the floor; she didn't want to get up. She missed Crono, and her friends. She knew she wouldn't be saved. She was stuck in this situation. She hated Zeal, and wanted nothing more than to kill her, but here she was, referring to her as Queen.

"I believe Sara will do. State your new name!" Zeal demanded, pointing a finger at her, with a mocking smile on her face.

Marle looked at the floor. Her breaths became shorter, as she realized just how bad the situation she was in really was. She was fighting back the tears at this point. "My name is Sara." She said.

"Look at me, and show me some respect this time! Say it again!" Zeal voice grew louder.

Marle forced herself to look at Zeal. A tear escaped her eye, and slid down her cheek. "My name is Sara, Your Majesty." She said shamefully.

"That's better, Sara. Now stand." Zeal said, becoming calm again. Marle obeyed, and stood up; she was in a daze and felt like falling over. Zeal sat there for a few moments, admiring her. Her long blonde hair tied back, those beautiful eyes, wet lips, smooth skin. She almost couldn't wait to see what her clothes were hiding; but she wasn't done playing with her yet, she would have to wait. "You may go to bed, Sara." Zeal said, repeating 'Sara' again, just to rub it in. She pointed to a door.

Marle turned towards the door, and began walking quickly towards it. She wanted to get away from Zeal. She was hurting inside, and felt like vomitting. She couldn't believe what she had done. When she walked into the room, she quickly closed the door behind her and let out a sigh. Upon examining the room, she noticed it was different from the one she was held in earlier. There was a bed; a nice bed, a dresser with mirror, a clock, a small washroom cut out in the wall, and no window.

She sighed again, and examined herself in the mirror. She needed sleep, she could she it. She kicked her sandals off; her feet ached. Her whole body ached. She then began to tug upwards on her tube top, allowing her breasts to slip free. She then moved down, and pulled her pants down, revealing her innocent white panties. She had been saving herself for someone she loved; she thought that person would be Crono. Her dreams had been smashed. She pulled down her panties, revealing her blonde patch of hair. She quickly crawled under the covers of her new bed; it was the only comfort she'd felt in a long time. She closed her eyes, and trying to be strong, went to sleep without shedding a tear.

Marle awoke the next morning to the sound of an alarm clock. She opened her eyes, and sat up. The clock was loud, but she was too comfortable to get up and turn it off. She was surprised by the door suddenly opening; she pulled the blanket over her breasts to hide them. She was more surprised when a robot entered to turn off the alarm. The robot turned towards her.

"It is time for you to wake up. Queen Zeal has given me a list of tasks for you to complete before she awakes." The robot said in a monotone voice, and grabbed Marle's wrist with it's cold, metallic hand. Marle tried to pull away, but the robot was too strong, and pulled her out of bed, and outside of her room completely nude.

"Let me go!" Marle said, quite angrily, still trying to pull away. She was embarrassed to be led around by hand while completely nude. She was relieved, however, that Queen Zeal was still in bed.

"Negative. You will obey the Queen's orders, or she will be informed of your rebellious attitude." The robot replied, once again with no emotion. Marle remembered what had happened the day before, and began to feel sick again. She began to follow the robot willingly. She was led into a small stall with a shower in it; she welcomed the sight. The robot pointed out the soap, and wash cloth to her, and left the stall.

The water turned on, hitting Marle from all directions. It was first shower she'd had in a long time. She reached for the soap and cloth, and quickly began to lather her self up. Her nipples became hard, as she focused on washing her breasts; but she tried to ignore the feeling she got from it. After lathering up her blonde pubic mound, she quickly washed her 'area', then rinsed off.

Marle exited the shower, only to be confronted by the robot. It's chest opened up, revealing a large fan like contraption, which began to dry her off. It was finished in seconds. The robot then handed Marle her clothes.

"Your clothes have been washed. Get dressed quickly. The Queen will soon awake." The robot said. Marle cringed upon hearing about the Queen again. She didn't want to go through anymore, but she got dressed quickly, in fear of being blasted again.

Next, she was led into the Throne Room, where she was sprayed by perfume by the robot. Marle knew she wasn't smelling great, so accepted the perfume without question. "Fix your hair the way you usually do. You will then stand there with your hands behind your back, and await your Queen." The robot told her.

Marle put her hair up, and stood there with her hands behind her back. The idea of waiting for her obediently like this made her want to die. She didn't want to know what Zeal had planned for the day. She stood there like that for what seemed like an hour, and finally, Zeal emerged from her room in her usual dress.

"Goodmorning, Sara." Zeal said to Marle, with a smile on her face.

"Goodmorning, Your Majesty." Marle replied, obviously not happy to see her.

"Did you sleep well?" Zeal asked, placing her hand on Marle's cheek.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Marle was sickened by Zeal touching her face, but she remained in the position that was assigned to her. Zeal broke contact with Marle, and sat on her Throne.

"Sara, tell me that you are my loyal servant." Zeal demanded, with a tormenting grin on her face. She knew that she was tearing Marle apart, and she was enjoying it; but this was only the beginning. Today she would crush her spirits for good.

Marle hesitated for a moment, but then noticed Zeal getting annoyed. "I am your loyal servant, Your Majesty." Marle forced it out.

"Are you ready to demonstrate how loyal you are, Sara?" Zeal asked.

"Yes, Your Majesty" Marle replied, uncertain of what was coming next.

"Take off your clothes, Sara." Zeal said calmly.

Marle shook her head. She broke her position. "No! I refuse to do that for you!" Zeal quickly grabbed her sceptor, and pointed it at Marle.

"I suggest you obey your Queen. I can make your life feel like hell. Apologize now, and obey my order!" Zeal screamed, obviously angered by Marle's refusal.

Marle started to cry again. "I'm sorry, Your Majesty." She was trapped. She was being forced to serve Zeal, the woman she hated, and there was nothing that could save her. She placed her hands at the bottom of her tube top.

"Nice and slow." Zeal said, once again pleased.

Marle nodded, tears still streaming down her face. She slowly began to tug upwards on her tube top, allowing each of her breasts to force themselves out of their restraits.

"You have beautiful tits, Sara." Zeal remarked. She was really pleased with what she was seeing. "Please, continue."

Marle ignored the Queen's remark, and moved to her pants. She slowly slid them down, wiggling out of them, revealing her white panties at the same time. She was afraid of the Queen's next comment. The comment never came, however, but she did notice Zeal staring at her with a huge smile. Marle felt awkward and afraid of what she had to do next, but she slowly slipped her panties down, once again revealing her blonde hair.

"There's the goldmine... excellent job, Sara." Zeal said, clapping her hands.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Marle said, becoming delirious as to what was happening.

"Now, pleasure yourself. This is my present to you." Zeal demanded, making it seem like a nice gesture.

"W... What?!" Marle asked, in shock.

"Hm? Are you turning down my gift?" Zeal asked in a tormentful way.

"Of course I am!... I.. I've never done that before, and I'm certainly not going to do it for you!" Marle screamed at her. "Blast me with your damn stick all you want! I'm not going to do it!"

"I figured you'd disobey me again. You'll will give me a show, whether you like it or not!" Zeal said, pointing her sceptor at Marle once again.

"I will not!" Marle screamed, only to be blasted again, knocking her to the floor. She'd never felt so much pain, but she still fought. "I'm not going to do it!"

"I have a way of making people do things I want." Zeal said, calmly. She then smiled again, and became calm.

Marle looked at her confused. The confusion turned into terror, however, as she felt her hand begin to move on its own towards her pussy. Marle screamed, and tried to move away, but her hand was still under Zeal's control. She then lost control of her other hand.

"I think we need to play with those tits first, don't you?" Zeal teased.

Marle's hands moved to her tits, and began to rub, and pinch her nipples. She continued to scream, as her hands began to massage her chest. She was too scared to feel any pleasure. The pulling and twisting of the nipples continued for a few moments as they began to harden and become erect. The screaming became louder as the pulling and twisting became harder.

"Shhh... Quiet down a bit." Zeal said, laughing at the sight.

One of Marle's hands quickly moved towards her face, and placed its middle and index finger into her mouth, she began sucking on them against her will, as her other hand continued to play with her tits. Her screams were muffled by the fingers in here mouth, and began to sound more like a violent moan. Her fingers removed themselves from her mouth, made their way down to her pussy, and began to rub the wetness of her mouth along her lips.

"Oh god no!" Marle screamed.

"Look at you, such a slut. You enjoy pleasing your Queen, don't you? Beg it to stop." Zeal teased again.

"Please, Your Majesty! Stop!" Marle screamed, as her fingers began to rub up and down her pussy lips even faster, making slight contact with her clit. She began to moan and scream at the same time. Her other hand was still playing with her tits; rubbing, pulling, and twisting quickly. "Please!"

"It's too late for that." Zeal laughed out loud at her. "You've angered your Queen, so you will do as you're told."

Marle was laying on her back, screaming violently as tears ran down her face. Her back began to arc as her fingers entered her pussy; not enough to take her virginity, and began to thrust in and out quickly. Her breaths became short, and her screams were interupted with small pants and gasps for air in between. Her other hand twisted her nipple, and wouldn't let go. She tried to fight, but couldn't regain control; she was going to pleasure herself, whether she wanted to or not.

"Go on, my pet, climax for me." Zeal said in a teasing voice.

Marle began to drool a bit, while screaming and moaning. Her hands sped up, and she couldn't hold on any longer. Her juices engulfed her fingers, as she let out one final moan during her climax. It was followed by short breaths. Her fingers pulled out of her pussy.

"That was wonderful. Now clean up your mess, you horny slut." Zeal teased once again.

Marle's cum covered fingers began to move towards her mouth. She tried to keep her mouth shut, but it opened on its own. She let out a quick scream before the fingers plunged into her mouth. She began to suck on her fingers and moan against her will, with tears still running down her face.

"You seem to enjoy that; don't worry, I'll let you continue." Zeal said.

Marle's fingers moved to her pussy again, and inside to collect more of her juices. She screamed, but the fingers made their way back to her mouth, and she was forced to suck again. She wasn't enjoying the taste, but her body was reacting as if it was. The process continued for close to 15 minutes, but she didn't grow tired of screaming the entire time. Finally, it stopped; she just stayed there on the floor, gasping for air as the Queen looked on.

"You've done well, Sara. But don't worry, there will be more gifts to come..."


Shadowflare: There will be more to come. I'm open to suggestions as to what the next chapter will hold. Please, leave some constructive feedback, and I'll see what I can fix and get better at. :)

Chapter 2 coming soon!