Dark, Toxic Love (Patreon)

Zordon’s youngsters had fallen. The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers team is mighty no more. Now they lived under the shadows of their masters and mistresses, the Dark Rangers. But there are different shades of evil and even Justin and his wicked friends are not safe from the bigger fish that lurks in the dark!

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“Try harder!” ordered Justin as he stood before his slave. He yanked the poor kneeling youngster’s mouth harness to make him open his mouth wide. “I said harder, bitch!”

“What’s wrong, O Great Red Dark Ranger? Can’t get your little brother to stand?” mocked his pink compatriot as her own servant caressed her. “Perhaps try to be more gentle. It works with Kimberly. Doesn’t it, darling?”

Kristen pulled the defeated Pink Ranger’s face out of her own groin. Her mouth was full of mucus and her own saliva. The former heroine gasped as her scrambled mind tried to make sense of everything. Her glass eyes glowed with corruption. “I… I failed…”

The Dark Ranger shushed her slave. “Yes you did, Babe. Wasn’t it hard to accept who you are? I know that your brain got fried by our final attack, but I think you’re still smart enough to be a cattle.”

Justin snorted as he pinned the broken Tyrannoranger’s body between his bulky legs. “Bullshit, Pink. Zordon made a mistake giving this pussy the Red Ranger power. That space wizard is nothing more than Lord Zedd’s weekend release doll now. You hear that, Jason? A mistake!”

“That being said, they gave us a pretty good exercise,” said Bobby the Blue Dark Ranger who whipped Billy’s back as the crushed Blue Ranger continuously did squats. The geek’s face was drenched with sweat as the tiredness set in. “So I guess this permanent routine is fair enough. Don’t you think so, Billy?”

“Please, no more…” groaned his slave. The response only made Bobby whip him harder which in turn made Billy moan louder until his voice echoed in the dark chamber.

“It was fun when they pathetically tried to stop us. I even got to play with my precious Trini the Yellow Slut.” Like Kimberly with Kristina, Tina got her own indulgence time as the blindfolded Trini fondled her mistress's gracile body. The defeated Yellow Ranger’s tongue smeared the Dark Yellow Ranger’s form-fitting spandex suit. Both she and the evil female warrior squealed in ecstasy when their breasts pressed against each other.

Jason coughed as his master forced a dildastic gag into his mouth. The abuse didn’t just make him want to vomit. It deepened his corruption as his eyes glowed even brighter. He tried to protest, but only jumbled words came out of his full mouth. 

Justin removed his slave from his grip. “There you go, Red Pussy. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

He yanked the former Tyrannoranger away. The broken hero collapsed on the cold floor and squirmed. The Z symbol on his Dragon Shield chest and Power Buckle burned him with uncontrollable libido. His meat grew massive as he desperately tried to hide the humiliation from the laughing Dark Rangers. “No… No… This is not who I am!”

“That’s the only thing you’re gonna be!” exclaimed Zane as he rode on the crawling Black Ranger as his beast of burden. Behind him was the empty tube of Zordon. The Dark Rangers had made the Command Center their new home.

The evil warriors’ fun didn’t last long. Their newly-established connection to the Morphing Grid made them aware of any pathetic attempt in usurping their dominance over the West Coast. The still rosy Justin approached the Viewing Globe that responded to his presence.

“What’s that?” asked the half-interested Kristen. She was too busy putting his butt on Kimberly’s face. The smell was tormenting enough for the Pink Ranger, but then she farted hard.

“A new spa retreat downtown. At least, it appears to be.” Justin squinted. “They think we won’t notice.”

“So what? We’re gonna go down there and burn the whole thing?” asked Bobby as he pushed his finger up the Blue Ranger’s rear. Billy squawked like a girl.

“Nah, where’s the fun in that? Let’s take this from the top. The usual intimidation. Who knows, we’re gonna get a new place to hang our dirty feet if they fold.”

Zane cracked his knuckles. “And they WILL fold.”

Tina slapped Trini’s face to make her go away. “I guess it’s showtime then.”

The Dark Rangers abandoned their slaves. No worries, their lair’s new system was connected to the defeated Power Rangers’ Z symbols. Jason and his friends screamed as they were dragged by an unseen magnetic force into the cages on the wall. The metal bars slammed shut with an ominous sound.

The Dark Rangers assembled before teleported out of the Command Center.

People of Angel Grove ran. They should be. Their protectors had gone. The last time these people saw the Power Rangers was when Lord Zedd broadcasted the heroes’ new declaration of allegiance to him. It didn’t matter that Jason and the others did it under a spell. It was a loss for everyone.

Of course, the US government didn’t stand by when an important port city was taken over by these kinky warriors in tights. They sent the National Guard to address the problem. They never solved the problem. Instead, two thousand troops lost their lives and the Dark Rangers instead declared the whole West Coast their fiefdom.

The glowing sky was the testament to the Dark Rangers’ dominance as an energy shield covering the whole of Angel Grove as their capital. Everyone in it was their subject. That would include the brand new Love Spot spa retreat.

The Dark Pink Ranger threw a girl who got in her way. “So, it’s a spa, right? I wanna do some sauna and manicure.”

“I wanna get a full day of massage with hunky boys,” added the Dark Yellow Ranger with the same horniness. Her helmet visor reflected a group of big heart-shaped balloons that hung above the pink building in the middle of a decent parking lot space.

Bobby chuckled. “I’m going to piss on the owner’s head.”

The Dark Red Ranger summoned his Sword of Darkness. “Everyone will get their share.”

Right before the Rangers could ransack the place, two employees came out of the front door. They bowed before their masters. The Dark Red Ranger canceled his urge to smithe. “Welcome to our place, Dark Rangers,” said the two attendants in cute sailor-type attire with a pink heart symbol of their establishment. They also wore a headband with two hearts sticking out like antlers.

“That’s ‘Dark Ranger Lords’ for you, losers,” replied Kristen with a sassy flick. She teased the two people with the end of her Dark Bow, forcing a terrified girl to look up. “Such a cute gal. I might need some private time with you.”

“We are here to serve,” said the other spa employee.

That made Tina snort. “You better be or we’ll bring down the whole place.”

“How may we take care of you, Ranger Lords and Ladies?” said the stuttering first attendant even after Kristen moved away.

Hearing that, Justin the Dark Red Ranger simply slapped her with the back of his armored hand. The girl’s lips were red with blood. She was too afraid to look at the Rangers from thereon. Her friend jumped in before anyone got killed.

“We will give you the full package, my lords and ladies. Come this way, please,” said the attendant with a bow that almost made her head touch the pavement.

The automatic door slid open. Inside, there was the main lobby where more of the staff gathered to welcome their masters. They bowed respectfully. One of them approached the team and said, “We have prepared special treatment in different rooms for our lords and ladies. You will all be attended to by two of our sisters for anything you want.”

Zane walked in and grabbed her by the neck. “I want black girls and I want them now.”

The female attendant struggled to speak. “Ye.. Yes, my lord. Our staff comes from a diverse array of backgrounds. We will fulfill your needs.”

Inside her helmet, Tina looked at her with lust. Not to her, but to her offer. “In that case, I want you to find me the hunkiest, bulgiest, muscle boys there are to serve me.”

Kristen approached her equally-depraved teammate. “In that case, make two servings. Boys, girls, the more the merrier.”

“At your service, my lady!” responded the employee as she was thrown to the floor by Zane. “The rooms are ready.”

But before the Rangers could go to the different open doors, Justin blocked them with his sword. “Nice try, but we’re staying together.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” asked Bobby who didn’t shy away from voicing his dispute.

“You know why we’re here, Blue. I don’t want us to be separated so they can ambush us. Our strength comes from our unity.”

“Speak for your own pussy self, Red. I’m here to get some bitches pampering me. Naked bitches, I mind you. You won’t be able to handle my fetish taste.”

Dark Red Ranger turned around and forced his sword against Bobby’s helmet. The deadly weapon’s blade glowed with dark energy. “You dare go against me, Dark Blue?”

The Blue Ranger didn’t reply. He simply clenched his fist. He knew that he wouldn’t be able to fight the team leader. Inside his helmet, the evil youngster with glasses glanced at his other teammates. He then threw his arms up. “You win, O Great Dark Red Ranger. We’ll go together.”

“That’s more like it. Know your place.”

“In... In that case, we have reserved a suite to house all of you, my lords and ladies. You will feel comfortable there with an in-house sauna and swimming pool. There will be pole dances on the main floor too.”

“Haha, I’m in!” replied the excited Bobby. He simply forgot about his team leader’s threat.

But Justin kept his team together. Their main purpose here is to eliminate anyone who was foolish enough to try to throw their reign. Secret groups, militias, and even ordinary people who thought they could go against living gods. The problem is that these groups are very elusive since open conflict would mean certain death. No matter, the Dark Rangers would put them on a stake the moment they were uncovered.

The Rangers walked down the long hallway. The place didn’t look like a normal spa. It looked more like a gentlemen’s club. On either side, big glass windows showed featureless female and male dancers in tight rubber suits. Some of them also wore neon hula hoops and other accessories to match the overall sexy glow of the place. Bobby and Zane already made preparations by rubbing their sacks. They also let out hungry giggles and howls like two wild animals. In the meantime, the two female Dark Rangers groped the nearest attendants. Their moans and whimpers were music for these twisted warriors.

The expansive room was beautiful with a tropical theme. Looming palm trees matched the bright wall paintings and the glimmering swimming pool in the middle. Above, there was a massive chandelier with crystal orbs. “Now, we’re talking!” called out the excited Dark Black Ranger while clapping his hands.

There were more attendants waiting for them next to each relaxation bed. Two beds on each side of the pool with one at the end for the team leader. The Dark Rangers immediately set themselves to enjoy leisure.

The doors opened and a group of scantily-clad youngsters came in. The muscular boys’ appearance made Bobby howl and Tina whistle. Inside her helmet, Kristen licked her own lips cravingly.

Justin was still hesitant to enjoy the spa. He simply stood next to his bed after stabbing the floor with his Sword of Darkness. That was until some boys approached him. Like pets, they embraced the team leader with their hands and bodies. The Dark Red Ranger could feel their robust muscle brushing against his own spandex-covered one.

The touch on his rear made him gulp. Perhaps it was fine to relax a bit. His meat was already towering anyway. He uncrossed his hands and stepped onto the relaxation bed while the two hunks kept on entertaining him with their seductive dance. “Spoil each other,” ordered the wicked warrior like a Roman emperor.

The servants did as he told them to. They ground and hit each other passionately. Sweat soon drenched all over their perfect bodies. The way they moved was simply beautiful. Justin could almost hear their muscles contracting and expanding with each gesture. They wrestled and tangled with each other.

The world disappeared beyond the people in front of him. He couldn’t care about his teammates anymore. They were just blurry multicolored figures who got their own share of debauched delight. The chandelier above the spa lit up brighter. Then, an idea crossed his mind. “I wanna take this somewhere else,” said Justin in a daze.

“Told ya,” replied the blurry Dark Blue Ranger as he moved away to a door on the right. Another door was for the Dark Black Ranger.

“None of you can handle this,” flirted Tina the Dark Yellow Ranger as she jiggled her way to the left. Kristen followed her until they parted ways for different doors. All were followed by their accompanying hunks and buff girls.

The same thing happened with the Dark Red Ranger. A door opened behind him. He could feel a breeze coming out from it. With it, a familiar stench of sweat that he always loved. He gasped at the musky odor. It reminded him of the last battle against that pussy Jason and his Mighty Morphin Power Rangers team. It was the smell of kneeling ass-kissers and victorious manhood. It was the right smell for him.

The servants rubbed their bodies more against Justin’s. They licked his spandex suit, snuggled against his carnivore-themed helmet, even touched his private parts. He wasn’t ready for the last part. It caught him off guard and with that, his focus was gone. “So good…Kyaah!”

Justin wailed like a girl as his lap arched upward crazily. He desperately gripped the bed’s sides to keep himself in place. He squirmed as more caressing invaded his body. “This isn’t right… This isn’t right! Stop!” ordered the Dark Red Ranger as he choked one of the boys.

“Yes, master!” whimpered the servant in ecstasy. Torment aroused him just like the corrupted Jason back at the lair. Everything was obedient to the Dark Rangers.

One servant stopped, but the others were still crowding him. One of them went to his chest and pinched his erect raisins. That made Justin yelp. The other stabbed and twisted his armpits until the evil warrior gagged in an uncontrolled bliss.

“We are here for you, Master. We are here to serve you,” said the servants in unison as they continued their abuse of the Dark Ranger.

Justin lost it. He couldn’t tell the difference between pain and pleasure. All things seemed kinky enough for him even when one of the hunks chain-punched his abs. Above, the chandelier grew brighter.

One more hunk came over and grabbed the helmet. He easily removed it, exposing Justin’s face to everyone. Not only that, the evil youngster’s nose was completely vulnerable to the strange musk. He could no longer understand why he was here at the first inhalation. All he could remember was the macho manhandling of these hulks.

Justin was then forced to open his legs wide. Too wide perhaps as the Dark Ranger writhed against the hold of his servants. No longer hidden, the evil warrior’s face was that of mindless delirium. His saliva-filled tongue stuck out in a futile attempt to hold off the libido explosion. The more he was tormented, the more he felt turned on.

“Your suit feels so tight, Master,” said one of the servants. “Do you want something even sexier, Lord Dark Red Ranger?”

“Are you kidding me? Yes!” Justin wasn’t even aware of what he was talking about, but it just felt right for him.

Out of the door behind the unhinged Dark Red Ranger, a bulky shape clumsily moved out. It was a big heart-shaped balloon. There was no one holding the glistening rubber blob. It was as if the thing had a mind of its own. Justin could see his desirous face in its reflection when it finally blocked the view of the swimming pool.

The Dark Ranger welcomed the strange mass. He hugged it.

Then, his body started to get assimilated. Starting from the legs that slowly were wrapped around and devoured by the rubbery material. Just then, his mind came back. “What… What are you doing to me?!”

“We are here to serve you, Master. We are here to make you feel better,” answered one of the attendants who observed the process in the distance.

“Like hell you are! Sword of Darkness!” With his still-free right hand, the Dark Red Ranger summoned his personal weapon.

He missed it when his groin got into the balloon. The climax made him let out the loudest howl.

The weapon launched out of the tile but the clanking sound signified his failure in catching it. The strange drowning sense of please continued.

His abs and chest were wrapped tight. So tight that Justin felt suffocated. Then, the arms were pulled onto the rubber. The moment he tried to pick them up again, it was too late.

The latex’s squeaky noises made the experience even worse. It grounded Justin’s mind, blocking any attempts in finding a way to escape. Should he send a distress signal to Lord Zedd? Should he call his friends? Ideas fleed by and disappeared with each screech.

Justin made the desperate act. He gathered his strength and pulled himself out from the cursed heart balloon. The elastic material got stretched out seemingly to breaking point. Just a little more and he would be freed.

“Don’t fight it, Master. This is for your own good. You will be sexier,” said one of the hunks who pushed him back into the rubbery balloon prison.

“No, stop! I command you to stop, Bitch! I-” A rubber protrusion invaded his mouth. He could feel it inflating inside his mouth and throat. His dirty words were replaced by an incomprehensible babble and suppressed gags.

Justin was soon gone. The Dark Ranger was completely engulfed by the balloon. The shiny surface shifted with the disturbance inside.

The desperate outline of the Dark Red Ranger pushed out. His hands tried to claw the indestructible latex. His screaming face let out silent screams and curses. He scratched and pounded the balloon to get out, but none of his tries worked. Soon, Justin was pulled into the suffocating heart of the heart balloon.

The attendants and hunks watched as the evil Ranger was put in a spread-eagle position before the balloon floated out of the atrium window. It stayed above the spa as an additional decoration, connected to the seemingly-bottomless pool with a simple string. Through it, Justin’s Dark Red Ranger energy flowed down through it to satisfy the eldritch hunger beneath.