Sheeva's Sluts - A Mortal Kombat Fanfiction

Story by WotanAnubis

New Chapters will be added at the end of the second post. As well as at the end of the thread.

TITLE: Sheeva's Sluts

AUTHOR: WotanAnubis

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Mortal Kombat or any of its characters. No profit is being made.

RATING: NC-17

NOTE: Plot? Accurate characterization? Nah. Just some short stories of Sheeva fucking the women of Mortal Kombat whenever I happen to feel like writing about such. Which probably won't be very often.

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Sheeva's Sluts - A Brief Introduction

Sheeva, leader of the Shokan people, Empress of all Australia, stood on a balcony overlooking a walled garden. It was a rather peculiar garden considering it was part of the Shokan fortress that was the seat of Sheeva's power. The garden had a very... Earthrealm quality to it. Perfectly tended grass, vines clinging artistically to the walls, carefully cultured bushes in colourful bloom and, in the centre, an elegant fountain spouting pure, clear water.

The serenity of the garden, then, was quite at odds with the harsh fortress proclaiming the warrior pride and prowess of the Shokan people. But then, the garden wasn't for the Shokan people. It belonged to Sheeva alone and it had been designed to be a sanctuary for her modest harem.

First among them, in a very literal sense, was Kitana. The former Outworld princess seemed to appreciate the garden the most out of all of Sheeva's women. She had joined Sheeva shortly after she'd destroyed Shao Kahn for his betrayal of the Shokan. It had been a political consideration, back then. Presumably Kitana had thought Sheeva wanted to ascend Shao Kahn's throne and having his daughter at her side would have smoothed the process. When Sheeva had set out for Earthrealm instead, to find a country that would truly belong to her people, Kitana had come along. Sheeva did not know why, but perhaps Kitana had foreseen the peace Earthrealm would bring. At the moment she sat calmly at the fountain's edge, humming contently and, Sheeva had to admit, beautifully to herself. And, most likely, to Jade.

It was no surprise, of course. Jade was little more than Kitana's shadow, after all. So when Kitana had come to Sheeva, so had Jade. Unlike Kitana, however, Jade had some difficulty adjusting to the calm the fortress offered her. Even now, when she was calmly combing Kitana's hair, there was an obvious tension in her dark body. As though she was ready for an attack at any moment. Which she probably was. No matter how much Kitana treated her as a treasured handmaiden, Jade considered herself her protector and champion first and foremost. Which was fine by Sheeva. Through her loyalty to Kitana, the dark woman was loyal to her.

Which was not something that could be said for the third woman lounging by the fountain. Sheeva still wasn't certain why she suffered Mileena's presence in her fortress. Part of her reason to leave Outworld for Earthrealm had been her desire to get her people away from the blasted Tarkatans and here that damnable half-breed was, in the heart of her sanctum.

The only reason she allowed the creature to remain was because Kitana had pleaded for her. Sheeva could only barely comprehend her reasons. It was true the abomination had been created with Kitana's blood and it was also true that she had been lost and bewildered after Shao Kahn's destruction. But was that truly enough to take pity on that mongrel? Apparently so. For Kitana, in any event. And Sheeva had relented provided Mileena didn't make too much trouble. Which, in fairness, she hadn't. Yet. But with a mind as broken and shattered as hers, there was no telling whether that would last.

Still... Sheeva had to admit that Mileena's insanity did have its advantages. The half-breed's fractured spirit seemed totally incapable of seperating pleasure from pain. Which meant that at the end of troublesome days there was always someone happy to help Sheeva get rid of her frustrations.

Yet it wasn't even the insane Mileena who worried Sheeva the most. That dubious honour went the barely-dressed woman even now standing in the shadow of the walls. She called herself Skarlet, though Sheeva doubted she even really had a name. She was little more than a creature of blood and magic, a golem forged to be loyal to Shao Kahn. And now, for some reason, it was loyal to Sheeva. She calmly and immediately obeyed her every command without question, without ever even saying anything. And when she was not obeying Sheeva's orders, she just stood and stared and did nothing. Only when she ordered her into her bed did Sheeva suspect the blood golem had something resembling, if not a mind, then at least primitive emotion.

The last of Sheeva's women was not actually in the garden, much to Sheeva's quiet approval. Sonya Blade had appeared before the gates of her fortress one day, demanding to join her warriors. Sheeva didn't know whether Sonya had come because she was a true warrior yearning to live amongst warriors or if she had been sent by he

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