Master's Way: School Daze. (LEMON) [Episode 108018]

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nabiki took care to walk normally. The phantom caresses and the wriggling ballooned golfballs inserted in/plugging her pussy were driving the self-defined fuck object nuts to the point she had to concentrate to act normally. But this was training--in several senses--as far as the neophyte plaything was concenred.

Master was a few seconds later to class, after dropping off Genma at the veterinarian's, and doubtless having had to demonstrate the curses to avoid a lawsuit for Panda Abuse, given how damp his hair had been.

Akane must have been worried about the Master, nabiki idly thought, as she was noted in the gossip du jour for defending Master and saving him yet another hour holding the buckets (these days filled with sand for greater weight and for safety's sake.. Most staff in Furinkan regrettably had to acknowledge the curse).

Now nabiki was walking to her solitary eating spot, under one of the trees against the back of the school building. She'd seen to the usual gossip collection, and was a trifle hungry..

nabiki startled at first as a finger tapped her shoulder from above, then simply sagged back, letting her arousal show in full, writhing her hips and almost humping the Void. It was Ranma, in the tree, and He was entitled to all he wished her to be, which was after all all she was or could become.

"Okay, Nabiki. Test time. I want you to tell me exactly what you're learning about yourself." Ranma was curious, and since he hadn't seen or sensed anyone that could notice Nabiki, he frankly liked her erotic display.

nabiki spoke, her voice a faint groan, yet enunciating clearly. "No self, no me, no mind.. nothing aside from Master's toy. this one knew from the moment Master left this one last night. This one knows this may disturb Master, but this one IS this one, no more, no less, and will gladly act as anyone or anything Master likes. As before, Master, Kami, Lord; No Limits." she panted a bit, the actual telling of her lack of any reality outside of or overriding His will was to nabiki like a hundred cocks all rubbing and stroking in the creases of her mind and brain.

Ranma, meanwhile, was both hard as hell--to his own shame--and lightly appalled at just how deep her fantasy had driven itself. "Kami? I have enough regrets at having killed one, and he was a jerk beyond even my pathetic father. If you get off on my status, just think of me as Master or something, not something above humanity, okay?" At her nod, he jumped down by her. "All right then. In the meantime, I'm telling you now, use all your skills to come up with your own *reasonable* measure of revenge on Genma. His theft from you is a insult to me as well."

Ranma had added that last part as he felt she needed a sense of self-worth and restraint. Since she staked everything on being his now (his cock lurched at the thought while he blushed in even deeper shame/lust), Ranma figured having her maintain her dignity for his sake might turn the trick.

nabiki nodded thoughtfully, as she shamelessly sat up in a spreadlegged kneel and stroked Ranma's erection and the Master's tightened balls thru his pants with both cheek and hands, respectively. "yes, Milord. There is the matter of my Dream, thru which i have learned." nabiki didn't actually feel that even a soft slavish 'i' was apropos her, but as Master wanted her to have some kind of self, she was going to. Simple as that.

As nabiki relayed to her Master the details of her totally void-self dream, Ranma came quite close to coming or firing off a SSH which would put Ryouga's best to shame, and he wasn't sure which would be right for the occasion. "..." He fought hard to gather his wits, and finally asked "Nabiki, could you..? I mean, it's hard to concentrate on your story when you have me this hard, ya know?"

nabiki knew it was just the Master's infamous Foot-in-mouth, but since she was as horny as her Master, she knew His pleasure and His acceptance of her being His toy would best be served by her opening Ranma's pants and taking the Horse out of His boxers and down her throat in a single stroke. So she did. It was very difficult at first, but as she could and did ignore spasms and the like until she got the trick of it down (along with His full length), it was a matter of seconds before she was sliding His member down all the way, tongue-lavishing all the way up, and elaborating on the dream's feelings and such in between.

For Ranma's part, he could hardly speak, and nabiki was getting better at it each second. Only by hanging onto her every word and actually getting the drift of it--that it wasn't her desire to dehumanise the others featured, simply that her needs and self were his, his to dictate on *whim*--that kept him from drowning her (as he thought he might) immediately.

As soon as the tale of the Dream and the pussy-filling wound down, Nabiki wriggled her legs to move the jury-rigged Ben-Was in her, concentrating everything in her being into fuck. Fuck the Master with her head, fuck the golf balls for her tease, for Him to watch, fuck, fuck, fuck.

There was no way Ranma could withstand that long, it was a miracle he'd lasted as long as he had! With a strangled gasp of "Cum!", either a warning he was doing so (and being lick-swallowed hungrily or an order for her to finally do it herself, Ranma erupted into her swallowing mouth to the tune of 6-7 *massive* squirts. He had apparently not been masturbating much, likely for fear any stains would get Him abused more, the swallowing slave noticed before..

nabiki came, praising her Master silently as she groaned and muffle-yelped, using her Master's cock as a muffler with the added benefits of pleasing Him more and getting every last drop. Then she tucked His cock back into His pants, smiling while she got her makeup kit and did the tiny amount of repairs to her face needed (overt makeup being frowned on at Japanese schools.) "Thank you for making me cum, Master. I live for You. I love you."

Ranma was astounded at how perverted--and caring--he felt for Nabiki at that point, as he struggled to regain his composure. Nabiki's calmly eating lunch as he whispered to her that the tickling and such was ended--that was ironic as hell to the martial artist. And she meant every word, too. What have I gotten myself into? was his main coherent thought, followed closely by Well, I'm responsible for her now--anyone thinks they're gonna butt in, I'm going to shut them down!

He then ate his own lunch, trudging off afterwards like he'd just lost some more Yen to maintain his cover. He had some thinking to do on;

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(Posted Thu, 01 Jul 2004 04:58)


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