[Episode 104413] [Episode 104413]Nabiki stared at Ranma in bemusement, her situation fading into the back of her mind for a moment. Ranma was nude, sporing a bouncing pair of 36double D breasts, and her pubic hair was matted with a combination of her and Ryouga’s juices, but for just a second Nabiki would have sworn in was a Junior-high girl standing in front of her. Ranma was one hell of a method actor. Her mind, always ready to make a yen, mused speculatively.
Her introspection was rudely interrupted when Ranma reached out and squeezed one of her breasts as if checking it for ripeness. A strangled squawk of outrage escaped Nabiki as Ranma continued to finger her right tit.
If Nabiki had possessed Ranma’s physical memory, she would have realized that Ranma-chan’s fingers were duplicating the check-up she’d given Ranma the first day at the Tendo’s. But, she didn’t. Nabiki glared daggers at Ranma while trying to suck her chest back far enough to escape her mauling fingers.
Ryouga, who had been mulling what boggy man would be evil enough to fit Nabiki, had finally come up with one from both his and Ranma’s past, and answered Yoiko’s question. “She’s from child-welfare.”
For a second Yoiko continued to play with Nabiki tit, and then she froze. She released her hold and backed up one step, two steps, and then turned and ran to hide behind Ryouga. “Don’t let her take me away, Big Brother!” she cried out.
Ryouga urged her out from behind him and knelt down so he was eye to eye with her. “You know I’d never let a bitch like that separate us, Yoiko-chan.” Nabiki’s stare of death moved from daggers to swords.
“I don’t like them,” Yoiko said, pouting. “They are so mean. Why can’t they leave us alone. Don’t they have any kids of their own. Why don’t they go bother them. . .” Yoiko’s expression suddenly turned sly. She cuddled up to Ryouga, and said, “Big brother. I know how you can make her leave us alone.”
Nabiki found herself actually interested in what Ranma would say. It was really remarkable how into the role she was. Ryouga, not as good an actor, but wary of that expression on Ranma’s face, asked. “How’s that, Yoko-chan?”
“You could give her a baby of her own,” Yoiko said.
If Nabiki had not been tied to the roof, she would have face-faulted, and then done it again when Ryouga said. “What a great idea, Yoiko-chan. You’re so smart.”
Muffled cries of “You’ve got to be kidding,” exited through gag in Nabiki’s mouth.
“Do you want to help me get her ready to get her baby?” Ryouga asked.
“Ewwww, Big Brother. She’s so old. I don’t want to touch her wrinkly skin.”
Nabiki’s eyes bulged with outrage. Now they were really going too far with this. When she got loose and out in public again, these two would pay dearly. But, even as she thought this, a part of her mind she was trying to ignore had calculated the odds, and said the chances of her leaving this room a virgin were a hundred to one. Strangely, that part of her mind didn’t seem to mind the odds at all. Which is one reason Nabiki was trying to ignore it.
“I’m going to go play while you make babies,” Yoiko said, skipping across the room, her round firm ass bouncing and jiggling in a way that made Ryouga’s cock lurch upward. She bounced up the stairs and a second later the door slammed behind her.
Ryouga turned to Nabiki, a look of amusement on his face, with a touch of malice added in. “Well, looks like it’s just you and me,” he said as he undid the gag in Nabiki mouth. “Don’t bother screaming. The room is sound-proof.”
Nabiki worked her mouth to get the dryness out of it, and then said, “Stop this now while you have a chance. Saotome has already bailed on you.”
“Is that what you think. Little sister was just giving us some privacy. She knows how old ladies are about letting young good looking girls see their bodies.”
Nabiki directed a whithering look at him. “You aren’t fooling anyone. You know you won’t do . . . WHAT ARE YOU DOING!”
Ryouga continued to unbutton the front of Nabiki blouse. “Why, getting you ready to make a baby of course,” he said in a bland voice. Inside he was chortling with glee. While Nabiki had not betrayed Ranma as badly as some of the other’s she was far from innocent and deserved all that Ryouga planned to do to her.
“I’m on the pill,” Nabiki blurted out, and blushed. What a stupid thing to say. As if that would make one iota of difference.
Sure enough, Ryouga calmly finished unbuttoning her blouse and shoved it back off her shoulders and part way up her bound arms, leaving her chest bare except for the push up bra she was wearing. “Yoiko will be disappointed. She was looking forward to seeing you waddle around with a bun in the oven,” Ryouga said. At the same time he dismissing the large supply of condoms in the night-stand from his plans. He, of course, had never really intended to impregnate Nabiki. That was just part of the game, and an excuse. But the idea of shoving into Nabiki bare-back was very appealing, and he was glad she’d been dumb enough to admit to taking the newly legal pill.
Nabiki was still trying to talk her way out of this. “You’ll go to prison,” she said, and then gasped as Ryouga hooked his thumbs in the bottom of her bra and rolled it up over her breasts, freeing them to bounce up and down. She turned red as she saw him notice her crinkly erect nipples, and stifled a little cry when he flicked one with a finger tip. The same fingertip he held up in front of her eye, showing off the heavy callous on the tip.
“Do you really think any prison could hold me?” he asked rhetorically as he bent forward and took Nabiki’s nipple in his mouth, while fondling her breasts with his rough hands.
Nabiki reared back, but her bondage just caused her efforts to shove her tits into Ryouga’s face. The blush on her face moved down her neck and stained her shoulders and she found it hard to breath as Ryouga sucked and nibbled on her aroused nipple. She felt a betraying wetness between her legs and involuntarily closed her legs, grinding her thighs together and intensifying the feeling. She was panting for breath by the time Ryouga lifted his head and her eyes were a bit glazed.
Her daze lasted only as long as it took Ryouga’s fingers to start fumbling with the snap and zipper on the front of her short-shorts. “No! She cried out wiggling her hips and trying to kick him.
“Yes!” Ryouga said, deflecting her feeble kick. “Nothing is going to save you, Nabiki. Get used to it.”
The door at the top of the steps opened.
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