Let our view linger a little longer upon Kodachi Kuno, freshly awakened to her lesbian bondage kink. She could do nothing but watch that seductive little tease strut her sexy butt away, leaving her flustered, frustrated, and cracking her whip agains the floor, over and over again.
She bit upon the end of her thumb, squirmed in place, feeling a strong need to spank some hot ass, but finding none around but her own. She gave it a try - it was not sufficient. Not nearly enough! She needed more, more, more!
Oooh, let's ignore the fact that the mysterious pigtailed tease had the ability to turn from boy to girl. That would probably awaken further kinks, and she had precious little time for that. Instead, what she needed to do was discover an outlet. A means to get her end away, give someone proper discipline. But who? Who?!
The universe itself must have heard her inner monologue, and replied, for once, with a positive affirmation. For at that moment there was a ringing sound coming from the front gate.
"Who could that be at a time like this?" Kodachi seethed, making her way there - then stopping when she looked down at herself, and realised that she was clad in just her leotard and a layer of sweat. Hrmph! She grabbed a coat to throw over herself and went right for the front door, intending to shoo this person away.
Until she saw who it was. And changed her mind about what she would be doing next.
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Those who pay attention to my writing habits probably already knew who was at the front door. For those who do not, here is the only ship that I will normally let set sail with Kodachi upon it. A girl with radiant blonde hair, wearing an ankle length dress, carrying a picture frame around herself as though she were a living portrait. Yes, this is Asuka Saginomiya - Kodachi Kuno’s rival, known only to diehard readers who finished the entire manga (or who stumbled across a fanfic by someone who did).
She's not an original character. No, really. She might come across that way if you hadn't seen her in the original material, but I promise this is the real deal, not an OC at all.
Anyway, Asuka stood there in her portrait pose, irrational as it was, smiling beautifully. Patiently waiting at the front door. Patiently, patiently -
"What the fuck is taking her so long," she muttered out of the corner of her mouth, unwilling to break her expression. Her foot started to tap. Alright, maybe a tiny bit impatient then. Ah! But mercifully, here she was now. Kodachi Kuno... Seeming rather more unkempt than usual. Which made Asuka beam all that much brighter.
"Oh, it's you," Kodachi said. Then proceeded to close the door. Asuka turned her body just so, blocking it from closing with her picture frame. "In case you could not tell, I was in the middle of some... intense training. Quietly depart, if you would, and bother me some other day with whatever twisted notion entered that pretty little head of yours."
"Ohohoho!" Asuka laughed. "So you admit to the beauty of the White Lily? Why, it is only natural - you look as though you have run a marathon! You have heard of bathing, have you not?"
"You came to my home unannounced," Kodachi reminded her. "I advise you leave, before -"
She stopped. Tilted her head. Gave Asuka a quick look over, then smiled. As though two problems had arrived close together, and both problems managed to solve the other.
"On second thoughts, do come inside," Kodachi said, opening the door wide. "It would be better for me in the long run to resolve your nonsense now, rather than later, would you not agree?"
"The most logical thing you've said in our long rivalry," Asuka grinned, then sauntered inside, right by Kodachi - before stopping. "Oh, that's right. You have a pit trap right about... here. A pressure pad on the floor around here... By the way, I should mention, I've discovered the antidote for your paralysis powder's new formula, and took some of it shortly before arriving."
"Ohohoho! Of course, of course!" Kodachi grinned, putting the back of her hand against her mouth as she laughed - but in truth, she was also wiping drool from her mouth. "For my rival to fall for such obvious tricks, it would be quite the statement about my own capabilities."
"Ohohohoho!" Asuka laughed right back. "Why, you think I am your rival? No, to me you are a mere stepping stone! An eyesore to be removed, a blemish to be painted over, a boil to be lanced! There is no rivalry here, only sheer domination?"
Had Asuka an iota of awareness about her, she would have noticed the way the air shifted when she said that last word. Alas, if she had that iota of awareness, she would not be Asuka Saginomiya.
"Pray tell, what is your reason for this visitation?" Kodachi asked. "One does hope it is not merely to jab and to jest."
"As a matter of fact, I have come here to inform you of my brand new hobby," Asuka said. She grabbed her dress, ripped it from her body, and revealed a lily white leotard underneath. "I have decided to enter the world of martial arts rhythmic gymnastics!"
Kodachi bit her lip as thoughts entered her head. Thoughts that would have been unthinkable a few scant hours ago. Mmm, that body sure did suit that leotard. She dropped her own coat, revealing her own black leotard, and began to stroll around her rival in a circle, looking her up and down with care.
"Is this a challenge?" Kodachi asked.
"Not at all," Asuka huffed. "I might well have more natural talent than you, but I can fully recognise that I am stepping into your domain. My tutors believe that I should be at your level within a year, perhaps two at the most. At that time, I shall challenge you on your own speciality and thrash you!"
"How exciting," Kodachi whispered, her voice husky, as if she was anticipating it. "In that case, as your senior in this sport, it is my responsibility to offer you some sage advice."
"So that you can interfere with my progress, or do me an injury?" Asuka sniffed.
"No, no, heavens no," Kodachi replied. Her eyes were wide open with hunger and desire, raw, naked lust for this girl that she hated so. "You are not some paltry wannabe, stepping up to her betters. You are my rival, are you not? I will thrash you in the ring, after you have wrongly judged yourself my better. I shall wager - one hour of training from me, and you won't even recognise yourself."
"Hah!" Asuka scoffed. "You must think I'm stupid! I shall not - "
"You need only say the word 'asparagus' to tell me that you have reached your limit," Kodachi said. "Or perhaps you are afraid that I shall mock the novice for factors beyond her control? Ohohoho! I did not think you were so weak!"
Asuka puffed out her cheeks, eyes locked upon Kodachi. "Fine then!" she huffed. "But be warned! If you do me an injury, I shall see you in court!"
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While that was going on, Ranma was busy worshipping Akane's belly, as she'd found a hula dancer outfit to put on and that was the sexiest thing he'd ever seen in his entire life. Then again, every time he had not seen Akane for a while and then saw her again wearing something new, that always supplanted the top spot.
"So, where did you get to?" Akane asked while masterfully hula dancing, seeming oblivious to the tongue trying to clean her navel as she did so. But believe me. She was extremely aware of it. Very, very, very aware.
"Mmmm~" Ranma replied, then reluctantly pulled away from paradise. "Giving a few pointers to someone on the verge of becoming a total pervert," Ranma said. "They were repressing their BDSM urgee something fierce, so I did the usual."
"Oh, I see!" Akane nodded. "You got them to acknowledge it, then used your own body to teach them the ins and outs to the point they very quickly become experts in the field."
Indeed. That was a particularly tricky fetish to help people deal with, in Ranma's view. It required numerous careful balances, otherwise things could go horribly wrong.
But when done correctly? It went horribly right.
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One hour later Asuka was hanging from the ceiling by a collection of intricately hanging ribbons, with the end of a club in her mouth. Eyes totally glazed over, drool falling from her mouth, as behind her, Kodachi trailed a slow, lazy seeming circle around her.
"Not bad, not bad!" Kodachi said. She removed the club from Asuka's mouth. "Do remember our safe word. I am about to spank you again, you haughty bitch. Anything to say?"
"No, mommy, this little writhing whore has nothing further to say~" Asuka replied, and for her efforts, got a nice hard smack right on the butt. Not quite the training session Asuka had been imagining, as it turned out - but believe it or not, her ability in martial arts rhythmic gymnastics would improve by leaps and bounds. Being tied up with ribbons like this was hitting pressure points that was doing wonders for her flexibility, and being made to cum so many times was rocking up her stamina stats like she was grinding off metal babbles. That's a Dragon Quest reference for you nerds out there.
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