[Episode 96082] [Episode 96082]She smiled at him. “Thank you, Master,” Britanny said as she blushed. “Can you... Take pictures of me like this right now?”
Blinking his eyes at that request, Ranma said, “I don’t think I have a camera.”
“There should be a camera in the box where you got the chains,” Britanny said
Staring at the Cheetit with an incredulous expression, Ranma asked, “Seriously?” Ranma looked. Indeed, there was a color instant camera with a coin slot.
Nodding, Britanny answered her master’s question. “Yes. Some Tamers like to tie up their pokégirls in different bondage positions and then sell the images to people.”
Ranma gawked as he stared at Britanny. “Why would I sell pics of you?”
Blushing, Britanny explained, “Well... I was always kinky. Even before I was turned into a pokégirl. I liked watching men get it on with pokégirls and I liked bondage sessions.” Of course, Britanny had never gotten into a bondage session before she became pokégirl, but she loved to watch them.
Nodding his head slowly, Ranma asked, “Can I at least keep the pics for myself?”
She nodded at him. “Yes, Master. But...” Britanny blushed a bit. “I would like to see them on occasion. Maybe pictures of your other pokégirls too? It’s a real turn-on for me.” She blushed brightly as her master stared at her. “I’m just a big pervert, Master.”
Ranma blushed. “All right.”
Looking up at her master, Britanny smiled. “Thank you.”
Leaning over to pick up his pants, Ranma took out his wallet and took out numerous bills. He then placed a whole lot of money into the camera. In took him awhile, but he realized why he couldn’t get more money into it after awhile.
“Okay... We should get twenty-one pics... What’s left on that camera,” Ranma said as he set the camera up on a tripod and made sure it was in focus.
Britanny smiled, her whole body was on display. Ranma smiled at her. “I got the timer on this.” Ranma said as walked over to Britanny and rubbed his manhood along her slit.
Britanny moaned lightly. “Mmmmasterrrrr...” She blushed. “Can I get a few pics of just me laying her naked?”
Ranma nodded and quickly withdrew from his Cheetit. He went to get the camera. As he took it off the tripod focused it on her and said, “Say cheesecake.”
“Cheesecake!”
There was a click of a camera as Ranma took a picture of her full form.
“Cheesecake,” Britanny spoke quickly, indicating she wanted another picture taken. Ranma walked about to get in another position. He took the picture and then walked about to get in another position.
“Cheesecake!” Britanny said with a purr.
Ranma took another picture of Britanny, getting a GREAT breast-shot.
“Can you take a close-up of my pussy?” Britanny asked with a blush. She still wasn’t used to a master who would do these things for her.
Ranma nodded. “Sure thing.” Ranma got in close and used a hand to spread her outer labial-folds to see the pinkness.
Shivering, Britanny smiled and said, “Cheesecake!”
Taking the picture of her inner-goodness, Ranma got out from between her legs and stepped back. He took a picture of her body with her nether region being the focal point.
Britanny just continued to purr. It just turned her on that there was now a physical record that anyone could see that proved she was just a naughty, dirty little Cheetit.
Ranma looked over Britanny. He supposed this was enough pictures of just her. Walking back over to the tripod, Ranma had to focus the camera again. He grumbled as he tried to get the timer set. Damn thing.
“Okay, Britanny, are you ready?” Ranma asked as he started walking back towards Brit, intending to Tame her and have it on film. Truth be told, it kind of gave him a naughty thrill.
Britanny smiled, tail swaying. “Puurrrr, of course Master, I’m always ready for you. Come and Tame your dirty Cheeit!”
Hearing those words, Ranma blushed. He didn’t know what it was about this pokégirl, but she just made him happy. Crawling onto the bed, Ranma got between her legs. Massaging the Cheetit’s inner-thighs, he slowly rubbed his length along her moist slit.
Licking her lips, Britanny drew her tail over his chest and belly sensually, shivering at the feel of his cock against her moist slit. “Puurrrr, yes, Master, give your hungry little Cheetit-slut some cock.”
Ranma blinked at how Britanny was referring to herself. “Guess I got her turned on with that earlier dirty-talk,” Ranma thought with a chuckle. He then slowly went back into her already hot, wet folds.
"Purr yes Master,” Britanny moaned. “Britanny wants you inside her badly... She’s been a naughty little kitty,” She purred seductively. Her tail draped across his chest still, tickling his own nipples with the furry tip
Chuckling a litle from Britanny’s ticklish tail, Ranma smiled. She was being far more playful with her tail than before, and he liked it! Still keeping his hands on her inner-thighs to massage them, Ranma began to speed up the pace of his thrusts as his manhood slid back and forth inside her.
Britanny threw her head back and moaned loudly, making small mewling sounds. Her legs tried to move to wrap around his waist, but they were held back. Britanny moaned at the unfairness of it all. She wanted to pull him in deeper. “Oooh Massssterrrr... Soo good... Yesss... Fuck me, fuck your Britanny harder! Make me feel it! Wanna feel it!” Her pussy-muscles tightened around him for an instant, then released, convulsing over his hard shaft rhythmaticly
Groaning at the trick Britanny was doing to him with her pussy, the pig-tailed Tamer nodded. Ranma leaned forward to lay on top of her, pressing his chest into her breasts as he began to thrust his manhood back and forth in her harder and faster.
The Cheetit let out a loud mewl of pleasure, moving to bite his neck softly, then nipping the flesh there. Meowing she moved to lick his ear, talking to him in a whimpering, husky tone. “Ma... Massstteeerrrr?” She whined in pleasure
Ranma moaned a little at Britanny’s neck-nipping. He kissed her ear in return as he whispered, “Yes, Britanny?” He then nipped at her ear gently.
Pressing her head towards her master’s mouth more, she shivered. Britanny’s cat-ears a turn-on spot for her. “Puurrrr can you... Use a toy on me? Please?” She whined cutely as she tightened her inner folds to make her vaginal-muscles convulse around him.
Gritting his teeth at the sensations around his shaft, Ranma blinked. “A toy?”
“Purr,” Britanny replied, nodding her head. “Yesss... Please?”
Nodding his head, Ranma tentatively answered, “Oh...kay...” Ranma then gently withdrew from his Cheetit and leaned over the bed. His hands grabbed the handle of the box and he looked in it when it was in the light.
Truth be told, a lot of the stuff in there scared the crap outta him.
Watching her master, Britanny purred and waited with eager anticipation
Ranma’s hand pushed stuff aside, he was looking for something, anything that he knew what it was and wouldn’t creep him out.
He was having little luck...
...Until.
“Wait a minute...” Ranma mumbled to himself. “Is this a toy?” He questioned curiously.
Britanny waited, wondering what was taking. She looked over at him, “Hmm?”
It was then that Ranma sat back up, showing Britanny a ball of red yarn in his hand.
Her eyes widen as a smidge of drool escaped the corner of her mouth. Britanny’s chest heaved, and her love fluids began to freely leak from her pussy.
Blinking his eyes, Ranma stared at the sight in surprise. “Britanny?”
“Oh yes... Oh yes that will do oh-so nicely..." Her purr was heavily laced with passion. “Oh, Master, please untie my hands and legs... Please!”
Ranma blinked. He thought she liked the bondage. “Well, you insist,” Ranma said as he went down to unlock the shackles on her ankles, kissing her joints. He then leaned forward and unlocked the snap-in lock on her shackles, freeing her wrists from the iron weights. He rubbed her wrists. They were looking a little red, even with the fur so he gave them gentle kisses.
After letting him kiss her wrists, Britanny grabbed the yarn and began to nuzzle it, purring heavily. After a few seconds of this she sank her fangs into it and rolled her eyes. Right now the yarn to her was a big batch of uber-catnip and she was on cloud nine!
Ranma stared at the sight in awe. “Who knew?” He mumbled to himself.
Mewling as she rolled onto her back, Britanny stuck her hips up. “Fuck me NOW!” She half roared/purred as she wiggles her hips, juices leaking down the crack of her ass and tail.
At that plea, Ranma blinked his eyes a few times. Britanny had never raised her voice to him like that before. Boy, this girl was just FULL of surprises. Grabbing onto her hips, Ranma thrust his manhood into her Cheetit-pussy hard, going straight to the hilt.
The Cheetit continues to play with the yarn, rowling once as she felt her master penetrate her deeply. Growling she rolled her hips and slams back against him hard, and yowled as a mini-orgasm took her over, her folds clutching and relenting around his manhood rapidly as a rush of juices splashes out of her pussy lips, making his cock slicker. “Harder... Do it more!”
Hearing her cries, Ranma nodded his head. His hands went around to grab and squeeze her ass as he thrust back and forth in her slick, moist, warm demanding pussy.
Britanny moaned in absolute bliss as her tail went around his waist and held him tightly, even with a mini-orgasm the Cheetit was going strong as she slams her hips back against him. “Does Master like my cunt? Does Master like the wet, hot and fleshy Cheetit pussy?”
Ranma blinked his eyes as he heard Britanny talk like that to him. Who knew a little ball of string could do that to her? “Yes, Britanny,” Ranma answered as he slammed his hips back and forth, taking a moment to grind his cock into her folds. He grabbed onto her breasts, rubbing some strands of yarn against her nipples. “I just love your furry pussy!”
Mewling in delight as her nipples were teased by the string she so desired and her master’s wonderful hands, Britanny grinded her hips back against his. “Like to fuck it? Drive your hot, hard cock into my furry pussy? Wanna cum in it?” Britanny asked in a husky voice, licking her lips.
Ranma smiled. There was something so erotic about Britanny’s dirty-talk that got his blood pumping! Moving his hands down and taking hold of Brit’s waist, he literally turned her around onto her stomach, his manhood never leaving her pussy as he did. Grabbing her ass tightly as her face and breasts were pressed into the bed, he reamed back and forth into her. “Yes! I like it! My thick cock loves your tight pussy,” Ranma said heatedly, accentuated each word with a thrust of his hips. “I want to cum in it again and again and again!”
Purring heavily, the yarn ball had come undone and was semi-tangled around Britanny’s head, arms and chest. She squeezed her own breasts and meowed heavily, “Oooh yes, Masssssteerrrr... Give it to your little Cheetit whore... Huck her good and hard... She wants your hot cum... Wants it bad... Wants all of it... She’s a selfish slut.”
Smiling at her words, Ranma gave his Cheetit’s ass a firm slap. “The selfish slut should save some for the others,” He smiled playfully. “But I’ll let you have it all this once.”
“Then please, Master... Fuck me until I can’t cum anymore... Keep filling me with your seed... I want it, NEED IT!” Britanny mewled as she bucked her ass back against his hips, moaning heavily as she nuzzled the yard tangled around her.
Squeezing her ass with his hands harshly, Ranma was grinding his cock into her pussy hard, getting a feel for her hot insides. “You’ll get it, Britanny... You’ll get it all and then some, my beautiful fuck-kitten.”
Britanny shivered and arched her back, feeling the electric sensation of an orgasm build up, then explode! Her eyes rolled in orgasmic bliss and she yowled out loud, thrusting her hips back. Her pussy tightened around her master’s cock, trapping him inside as rush after rush of Cheetit juice creamed all over him, and cascaded down her thighs. “Give it to me, Master! Cum in me NOW!!!”
Rearing his head back, Ranma let out a roar of pleasure as he came, HARD! His manhood spasmed inside Britanny’s folds, an intense heat going through his body and straight to Britanny’s pussy as he orgasmed, spurting wad after wad of his thick seed into her eager Cheetit cunt.
Mewling like a cat in heat, Britanny bucked against Ranma’s hips as she felt the hot-waves gushing inside her womb. Her mewls softened and her breathing become heavier as she panted. “Oooh Master... Puurrrr... So good...”
Panting deeply to catch his breath, Ranma could feel the sheen of sweat on his body start to cool in the air, sending a chill up his spine. Tiredly, he laid against Britanny’s back, kissing her neck again and again. “Holy shit... Britanny, you were wonderful.”
Smiling as she felt her master against her, she and nuzzled his cheek, "Heh heh... Yarn is... Like catnip to me to the 25th power.”
“Mmm feels so warm...” Britanny mumbled idly ran a hand over her belly.
Ranma smiled. He gingerly moved his hands underneath her to feel her breasts, rubbing strings of yarn against her nipples as he did. “Remind me to pick up a few balls of yarn at the PokéMart,” Ranma whispered into her ear as he kissed it gently.
Smiling, Britanny just mewled in pleasure from both his touches and the thought of tons of yarn. “Mmm... Careful, Master, you won’t keep me off you...”
Smiling, Ranma said, “That doesn’t sound so bad.” He then nipped her ear again.
Purring, Britanny was just very content. A few moments passed before a thought then came to Britanny. “Mmm... Master? Can I ask of you a favor?”
Nodding his head, Ranma answered, “Sure. What favor?”
Blushing, Britanny tentatively asked, “Um... When I’m old enough... Could you... Make me a mother?” She batted her eyes cutely at him.
Ranma blinked. He blushed at the thought of becoming a father... But to be honest, the thought didn’t sound unappealing to him. “I’ll think about it. Perhaps when you’re ready, I’ll be ready too,” He answered. Ranma so did not want to think about having to be a father before he was ready.
Inside her PokéBall, Jetta sneezed.
Britanny smiled and nuzzled Ranma’s cheek, “Same here. I don’t think I could handle being one now... But it’s something I can look forward to one day, as long as you’re the father.”
Nuzzling back, Ranma smiled happily. “Then I guess I’ll have to make sure I stay around for when you’re ready.”
Britanny’s smile widened as she nuzzled his cheek more. “Puuurrrrrr...”
Smiling, his hands continued to rub her breasts as Ranma asked, “Think it’s time for bed? Or do you need another Taming?”
“Mmmm... Maybe this time I’ll relent, but if you get more yarn balls...” Britanny smiled, “Expect to go all night.” She finished with a wink.
Ranma chuckled. “Guess I’ll have to expect to get it all day, too. I’m going to let you pick out the colors you want.”
Shivering in guilty pleasure at the thought, Britanny hesitantly admitted, “Best I just tell you... Or I’ll go nuts in the store.”
Ranma nodded. “All right. Nuzzling the back of Britanny’s neck, Ranma said, “I think it should be time for bed then, little Cheetit.”
Britanny purred. “Alright, Master,” she yawned, cuddling against him.
Ranma smiled. He got up from Britanny, gently withdrawing his manhood from her. “I promised Genn she could cuddle tonight too.”
“Mmm, fine with me Master,” Britanny said tiredly, just smiling. She couldn’t remember the last time she was so sated.
Walking over to his belt, Ranma took off the PokéBall that contained his Rack-Shasa. He tossed the ball and called out, “Genn! I Screw You!” Britanny’s tail swayed gently as she watched her fellow Harem-sister come out of her ball.
With a flash of red light, the Rack-Shasa appeared. As she came to, her senses were overwhelmed by the overpowering musk of sex. Genn coughed a little. “Holy shit! Smells like an orgy!” Looking down as she coughed, Genn saw some of the pictures taken of the intense Taming session by the automatic instant camera. “...WOW...”
Blushing, Ranma scratched the back of his head. “Yeah. Brit and I kinda went overboard there.”
Britanny giggled, while blushing. Even with the blush, Brit's face held no shame. “But it was soooooooooo good, purr...”
Nodding his head in agreement, Ranma blushed as he said, “Indeed it was, Brit.”
Shaking her head, Genn couldn’t believe how much sex Britanny was getting. Ah well, not that important for now. What was important was that Genn was gong to get a chance to finally ‘eat’. “Thank you for remembering, Master.”
Ranma smiled. “Hey, no problem, Genn. Jetta told me you needed to be out.”
Taking off the wet sheets, Britanny pat her hand on the bed, “Come lay down, Master.”
Smiling, Ranma nodded and gently joined Britanny on the bed, hugging onto the Cheetit and nuzzling his head into her chest. “You make the best blanket and pillows ever, Brit.”
“Puuuurrrrrrrr... Glad you think so,” Britanny mumbled happily. “Mmm Genn’s breast make a good pillow too, I know I’ved used them before as such.” Britanny ‘mmm’ed.
Blushing, the Rack-Shasa wasn’t sure what to make of that compliment. Shaking her head, Genn walked over onto the bed and quickly joined them, hugging onto Ranma’s back. She shivered at how warm he felt.
Yawning, Ranma nuzzled his head into Britanny’s breasts. “Night, Britanny...” He turned his head to give the Rack-Shasa a kiss. “Night, Genn...”
After Ranma kissed her, Genn smiled. “Good night, Master.”
“Night, Master," Britanny purred softly as she was already conking out from the intense Taming.
And so, Britanny and Ranma fell asleep quite easily. Genn sighed. “Well, I guess it’s time to eat.”
The Rack-Shasa extended her senses, hoping to get whatever amount of aural energy she could manage from Ranma. Sextome had barely fed her when she was in his harem, his aura so small, unrefined. It barely kept her alive and ‘tasted’ just awful.
And so, Genn was ready to feed. She was expecting a trickle of power.
She got a flood.
The Rack-Shasa’s senses were overwhelmed at the aura her master emitted. It was euphoric, completely beyond words.
Accepting the aural energy Ranma radiated off into her own body, Genn smiled. She had been starved for so long, now she had a meal that put the aura of her old Tamer, Séance Leer to shame!
It didn’t take long for Genn to get her fill. She smiled and nuzzled against her sleeping Tamer’s back. Full. She actually had her fill of energy. It was just amazing to the Rack-Shasa. “How does he have so much?” Genn thought curiously. “Master isn’t a magic-user so why does he have so much aural energy?”
Blinking her eyes, a thought crossed Genn’s eyes. “Maybe it’s because he’s a martial artist?”
Shaking her head, Genn realized, “Who cares how he got it? His aura is GREAT!”
So, with that thought in mind, and a full belly, Genn snuggled against her master’s back, and joined him in the bliss of sleep.
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