[Episode 96745] [Episode 96745]Ranma sighed as he felt them kneeling there. They didn't feel discomfort, merely shifting as needed to maintain a perfect.. lovely.. oblivion without harming the property. HIS property. That was such a rush. As his slumbers and dreaming arousal from their situation got his dick hard;
akane
She deep throated him. She didn't use that term or any term, of course. The others had lighter hair. She didn't know or care about them. If she thought, she'd of enjoyed them doing something to make her being a filthy sex aid undeniable. She didn't, though. Didn't think, didn't know, Didn't care. The cock was hard and had a flavor. She had stopped choking a while back. She learned well like this. Her fingers felt interesting in her rear opening. It didn't matter. Only the cock.
kasumi
She lapped at the throat and the puckering anus, the tightening testicles. She lay placidly, with crinkled nipples. There was a pleasure in being used. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered. She lapped. She worshipped him. Maybe the others did. They didn't matter. There was a odd pleasure at others being made husks. There would be one at watching someone made nothing at all, she idly felt. She didn't hope for that. But only because she was a husk. The sucking girl was fingering her own ass, she saw. She hoped it was degrading as she lapped at asshole, balls, and the edge of his cock..
nabiki
She watched for any arrivals thru the crack of the door. She knelt. She felt nothing. She was perfect. It felt perfect to be this. She didn't know what she was. She never wanted to think. Thinking was cold. She watched. She heard lapping and sucking but did not look. She was for watching for arrivals. She was for what he said she was for. That was good. She felt that was good for all, but that didn't matter. She didn't matter. She came a steady trickle from being unimportant, not mattering, not thinking.
Ranma felt his own foulness as he idly brushed thru their minds, fixating them into their fetishes in the manner of a oyster creating a pearl. If their minds returned, they would be made of his mastery, with a tiny self-loathing nubbin for kick. Just like pearls.. He came hard, gushing cum into a lightly gagging akane's mouth. She kept sucking him anyway, then was kissed savagely and with no recognition by kasumi. That allowed the darker haired slave to keep breathing. Then they both fell back into their kneels, cunts beading steadily. nabiki clenched her cunt, as it came from her just being a nabiki. A nabiki was a akane was a kasumi was a nullity, in terms of self or soul. Just ask anyone with opinions and the knowledge of these things.
As Ranma awoke at nabiki's awareness of the fathers' return, he mused that none who knew had opinions at this point. Maybe after he got bored and devoured their lives or pimped them out. He had others in mind for his breeders, and he might get bored later. He'd have to see. First to go would have to be Genma, of course. The fat fool was just too too dangerous, and so selfish he couldn't be mildly drained and trained into usefulness. Besides, Ranma wanted female pets.
Ranma still liked his pets, he just knew their place, and knew they didn't. They simply couldn't live with him with their own wills, so they weren't going to HAVE any. And he liked their skills. As he thought this and headed to his room with nabiki, akane waited, then sobbed and cried and muttered Ranma's name while kasumi made comforting sounds. Neither one felt a damn thing. It was good.
akane
She cried and made noises like.. she couldn't remember. Memory was for his use. She obeyed. The sobs seemed familiar. If she thought, she'd inquire. For now there was no thought. Why he wanted her to make such noises about him was as meaningless as her life. She just did it.
kasumi
She made soothing noises, as her cunt dripped. She knew that this was somehow sending a person to death. That excited her vaguely. If she had a mind she'd maybe like it more. As it was, seeing the blank face crying as her own made cooing noises was all there was. When there was need, he'd command her. She stopped considering and cooed. Her cunt liked this. It didn't matter.
Ranma faced the door with a drooling nabiki ramming her asshole onto his dick then turning and slobbering on it before doing it some more. He spanked his flesh's pussy firmly every once in a while. Sensations didn't matter to the thrall, but nabiki enjoyed not mattering enough to feel pain. Escape from pain was her hook, like the other pets. Something to remember, Ranma knew.
nabiki
Her body felt things. She thought a bit. She wasn't interested. She could think, but she had no will. Her cunt was very wet. She fucked, wetting the cock with her mouth as needed. The ass was for damaging or not as he wished. He owned her, there was nothing of her unowned. She came again, making sure to not disrupt service. She was for him; and he was all that mattered.
Ranma chuckled as he felt like Saffron must have, filled with the power of these acts and meals. He sensed the minds about him, at greater range as his power grew each 'meal'. Genma was moving fast, stalking up via the Umisenken to slam the door open suddenly and make some pompous pronouncement. He wouldn't be doing that much longer, though. Genma soon wouldn't do anything, ever again. As for Soun, he'd be so easily trained that Ranma could restore the old fool's mind easily. The man had nearly no spine at all as it was. He'd have a worshipper, the first of many. Thralls and pets like the tendo girls didn't count. He liked the tendo thralls, so he'd keep them as pets. Alright, it's showtime!
Genma slammed the door open and snarled out "Ra--!" before falling silent. Sheathed in nothing but sex juices and sweat, Nabiki was lithely fucking her own ass on Ranma's erection, then spit polishing the head of Ranma's cock and returning to do it again! And Ranma was.. he was naked. His cock.. Genma felt odd, and he was getting numb. Empty. He couldn't think. "Glub. ugh .. "
"Hmm, I wondered if you were gay! Guess so. Bet you'd have wished you actually fucked Soun, eh? But no, you had to stay in the school, and Happosai is a homophobe. That's good to know. Oh, you can do that with the Senkens? That's nice." Ranma was taking his time, as Genma sagged to a slouching stance. The psychic vampire was devouring Genma and commenting on it, since he wasn't going to leave a bit of the fat old man.
nabiki
She went to the fat one. The fat one was going to die. Die of being more than perfect. Perfect is utter obedience, mindless perfection. The fat one was going to cease to be. Then he'd cease to live. She knew this from him. He was glorious, keeping her mindless and alive. As long as he wanted her to live, she would be mindless for him. No matter how much she could think. She groped at the cock of the fat one. it was large. What the fat one used to think was nothing, as was the fat one. This was a exciting lesson. She loved being his mindless servant. The cock was twitching, as the fat one sagged and drooled freely. Eyes blank, and all life fading.
akane
She was made aware of a fat man dying and being fondled. She was made aware of the naked girl that pleasured his cock going on to pleasure the fat one while he was devoured and killed. The fat one was a man that wanted men. This fondling by a girl was totally against the fat one's true needs. Even the fat one now knew it before forgetting that along with all else. She had such a wet cunt from this awareness. He was so good to make her aware of these things..
kasumi
She was aware of more now. She was staring into her sister's eyes. A sister was important. It was important to degrade all things that were not his will. She watched the sister pulsing and squirming from a pleasure. The pleasure was from another sister fucking and fondling. Family was being denied. Family links were being pissed on. She was made aware if this by him. Her owner. He was killing his own father, eating his own father. She was crying out and coming, as the sister kissed and fingered her. It was all so evil and slimy. It felt very good. It would feel even better to be strange and inhuman with their father.
Ranma was finally discovering the joys of a slowly paced and tasty meal. Fitting enough that meal would ensure a slower pace to all meals in the future. Genma was being held upright and fisted in the ass by nabiki as the middle thrall watched in blank adoration. With such training activities, he would be able to have them somewhat autonomous in a day or so. He'd have to degrade a number of folks of course, but he'd planned on that anyway.
"Well, pops, I guess this is the end of your raising me. Not goodbye of course. All you had will live on in me, just not in any way you'd have liked. And that makes me VERY glad." Nabiki greedily swallowed the fat martial artist's final load then walked away to wash her hand, as the emptied body of Genma Saotome dropped and flopped about. Ranma drank deep and as fast as he could now, resulting in a physical death for Genma's body that would easily be explained away as a stroke. He calmly straightened the clothing of the fat dead fool, going back to his bed and acting as if he'd slept thru it. As Ranma was a notorious heavy sleeper, this would work.
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