[Episode 62155] [Episode 62155]Hmm. When in doubt, go with your first instinct, Home-Wrecker thought to herself. Ever since the Emerald Amazon had unwittingly molested her, she’d known exactly what she’d do if she ever had the chance. Hulk-chan had forced her to submit to her lascivious advances, stolen her maidenly purity, and, worst of all, made her like it! No, there’d she’d been, an innocent young girl waiting patiently for the return of her beloved Ranchan, planning to surrender her virginity to him. She was a little nervous, true, but mostly looking forward to it- after all, doing the deed would show one and all who Ranma’s true fiancee really was. And drastic steps were called for, given that Hulk-chan’s arrival on the scene had upper the ante considerably- the slut ran around naked, after all, and her boobs were bigger than her head! Why, unless Ranchan got a look at the other goodies at his disposal, he might be tempted to sleep with the green nympho !
At first, she’d simply tried to reassure herself that Ranchan didn’t want a top-heavy slut like that- after all, Shampoo had been at his disposal for a while now, and he hadn’t taken her up on her frequent offers. Still, Hulk-chan made Shampoo look like Akane, for crying out loud. Ranchan was a gentleman, but there were limits to what even a guy as great as Ranchan could resist! So, the decision to sneak into his room and present herself to be devoured, like an okonomiyaki with special sauce.
When she’d felt strong hands on her, she’d been thrilled. Oh, Ranchan! I knew you couldn’t resist me! Then, she’d heard her assailant’s voice, she’d almost fled- it’d been Hulk-chan! Why, who knew what a she-beast like that would do if she was offered even the slightest hint of resistance?
As the big, warm hands continued to work on her, she’d tried not to scream, tense up or bolt for cover. Deep breaths helped, as did trying to imagine it was Ranchan who was doing these things to her, making her body melt in his strong arms. Only, every time she tried to conjure his face in her minds eye, the reality of the situation reasserted itself- it was hard to make yourself believe you were being felt up by a seventeen year-old boy when two immense, mouth-watering boobs were practically smothering you!
Despite herself, she’d discovered she was getting into it- maybe it was the fact that despite her savage appearance, Hulk-chan was remarkably gentle, (if insistent,) as she played poor Ukyo’s body like a pachinko machine. In practically no time at all, Ukyo’s slot was ready to spit out the jackpot. Then, just as she’d surrendered herself willingly and enthusiastically, those gentle, strong green hands had stopped pleasuring her, scooped her up, and tossed her into the closet, unfulfilled! The BITCH! Bad enough to steal what she’d been saving for Ranchan, but to stop just when she was ready to come off... This meant WAR!
The entire reason she’d wished for this power was to revenge herself on the Jade Giantess who had so cruelly pleasured her, to teach her what it meant to be overpowered and at the mercy of a titanically strong, dominant woman. She’d promised herself that the first thing she would do was paddle that luscious green bottom ‘till Hulk-chan squealed.
“What am I going to do to you, Hulk-chan?” she finally answered, facing her bound nemesis where she knelt, the ropes forcing her into a sort-of enforced seiza position. “I’m going to punish you. You’ve been a very naughty girl- running around naked and flashing your goodies like the slut you are. It’s time for your spanking! “
A spanking? Hulk-chan frowned in confusion. Laying a pounding on someone who pissed you off, she could understand that- but Home-Wrecker’d already been doing that, hadn’t she? And this slut business bothered her. She wasn’t a slut! She didn’t want to sleep with anyone but Ranma! Well, okay, she wouldn’t mind a roll in the hay with Shampoo, Ukyo and maybe, maybe Kodachi (if she was really hard up and no one else was around. She did fill out that leotard pretty well and had that whole ‘bad girl’ thing going on, that could be fun if you were in the right mood...) Oh, and maybe Nabiki, even though she was (kinda, sorta) her sister, which- okay, admittedly, kinda kinky... But only if Ranma said it was all right! “I’m not a slut!”
Home-Wrecker scowled, reached down with her free hand and grabbed the length of cable that ran down Hulk-chan’s back and down between her asscheeks. With a grunt of effort, she hefted her nemesis off the mattress, knowing that the cable would ride up hard between Hulk-chan’s nether lips. Hulk-chan gave a hiss of surprise as the sensations washed over her. Home-Wrecker sat down and plopped the Emerald Amazon across her lap.
“Hmm,” Home-Wrecker said with a chuckle, running her fingers up and down the length of cable that had slid between Hulk-chan’s lower lips. “Awfully sticky. You’re enjoying this? Seems pretty slutty to me.” In fact, it was next to impossible to avoid becoming stimulated by the friction- the binding pattern was designed that way. Still, Ukyo thought, Confusing her about her responses is part of the fun.
And it looked like it was working, she mused. Hulk-chan was flushed.
“Hey, I’d like to see you stay dry as a bone tied up in an automatic molesting rig, bitch!” Hulk-chan snarled, angry and more than a little humiliated.
“Naughty-naughty,” the masked giantess growled, bringing her spatula down across Hulk-chan’s verdant buttocks with a mighty SPLAT! “Little sluts don’t get to call their mistresses names!"
The Viridian Vixen yelped. That stung! And even worse, her involuntary jerk made the cables slide and pinch. “Screw you!”
SPLAT! The spatula came down again, harder this time, bringing forth another yelp and squirm. “Tsk-tsk! Such a foul-mouthed little slut. Let me explain the rules to you, Hulk-chan. Rule number one: little sluts mustn’t use bad language. This includes calling your mistress names. Breaking this rule, or any rule, will get you ten licks. Do you understand?”
“Go to hell!” Hulk-chan yelled, cheeks burning with humiliation.
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
SPLAT!
The spatula smacked down, each impact sending ripples through Hulk-chan’s taut flesh.
“See? That’s what you get for being such a pottymouth,” Home-Wrecker said calmly, switching her spatula to the other hand, then gently stroking Hulk-chan’s stinging buttocks. “Now, rule number two: You will call me ‘Mistress’ at all times. Do you understand?”
“I understand! I understand that you’re fucking nuts!” Hulk-chan hollered.
Twenty licks fell, each following steadily four seconds after the other. With each impact, Hulk-chan wiggled, trying in vain to avoid the stinging strokes. The constant shifting of her bonds was driving her crazy with sensation, and her breasts and clit felt like they were on fire. A sheen of sweat broke out over her body, her breath began to come harder. Finally, mercifully, the strokes stopped. By this time, she was panting like a racehorse, her mind a muddle of mixed pleasure and pain.
By this point, she wasn’t the only one. Ukyo was definitely beginning to feel hot. Hulk-chan’s gorgeous jade form writhing about in her lap, combined with the heady rush of victory and domination had brought her to a simmering boil. It was time to kick things up a notch, if Hulk-chan would oblige her...
Home-Wrecker switched her spatula back to her other hand, and returned to caressing Hulk-chan’s ass, her gloved hand sliding gently across the firm, glistening green mounds, stroking slowly towards the crack, occasionally sliding between the heaving cheeks to tease Hulk-chan’s twitching rosebud.
“Don’t interrupt, little slut. It’s rude. Hmm. That reminds me. Are you ready to hear the third rule? Remember the punishment for breaking a rule before you answer me..."
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(Posted Wed, 06 Aug 2003 14:34)
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