[Episode 110086] [Episode 110086]Miyo shuddered as she rode against him, careful never to slacken the pace, cum, or let him soften. The other part was not letting as much as a half-inch in, but as he was given identical orders regarding his manhood, it was easier then one might expect. All the girl could smell was the raw sex and latex scent on her hood, as she endlessly recentered on her purpose..
She could feel the power rising, not draining them, but growing and maintaining this. They were indeed strengthening, and.. more.. He'd be stunned, but she had the feeling, in between sexual tsunami, that he was gonna LIKE it.
Nabiki was walking briskly back, and really noted it when it was alomst upon her. Before then, she'd noted the people withdrawing from her path, but as she was scowling, she'd had it happen before. Just not as strongly. So in her perturbed state, it wasn't until the last second that she blinked thinking Something here's not right, turned around.. and stared at the generous corsetter rack of Slave Psyche.
She knew she wasn't gonna like the answer, but the question was pounding at her heart, she had to ask. "Ka-Kasumi? Is that you?" She hated the loss of control even that mild stammer gave away, but that thought and all others was lost in a surge of sensation as she got slapped, slapped HARD across the belly by the blonde in the long long pigtail beside her maybe-sis. Oddly, it was a thump, but there was..
"Pleasure, Nabiki? My doing. You see, mine is the province of the mind, as given by my breaking. I am not kasumi. I was, but I am far more--and less." The gentle sadist before her hugged Nabiki, holding a knee firmly against the already-impacted solar plexus so as to give Nabiki only sips of air.. enough to hear and understand. "I am from the wreckage, but be honest--kasumi never imposed on any of it. Loved and let suffer, cared and let slide. Like my sister slave, I deserved every bit of it, and actually broke by kasumi's wish even before the torture-bliss could. Like you long for, but will not have." She then released the hug.
Nabiki gasped, panted for air, then she started to open her mouth and deny any such urge.. and stopped. When she could, she asked "What IS this? I'm.. self-destructive?" She was aghast at how close she'd been skating by known sociopaths like the Kuno. Then she nodded, asking "It's.. not his fault, is it?"
"Was it ever?" The blonde spoke this time, then reconsidered, "Then again, sure, parts were, but the Lord was like other men, and acted according to his flaws. He's faced far greater pains than any of ours, anyway." Nabiki looked to the park she'd just left. "Is.. he waiting? For me I mean." Psyche nodded. "Yes. and as you seem ready to grow up, I have calmed you, faced you with truth. You can go there and face His decision.. or try to run. I'd like to torture you as much as I'd love your willing acceptance, so it's really up to you." She even sounds like Kasumi in heat would was the slightly stunned notion passing thru Nabiki before she turned back toward what she suspected was going to be her defining moment. "I always said you have to keep your eyes open and face what comes. Time to prove it, I suppose. Besides, I am sure you want the others. I.." She faltered, then she said "I love my sister. Never said it enough. Funny, huh?" Then she turned and headed back to Ranma.. breaking into tears and running as she left Psyche's calming field, but not turning away.
Psyche and Eclipse faced one another, sighed at it all, then proceeded. As Nabiki had said.. the others awaited Ranma's pleasure.
Hikaru trembled as the ever-so slight cuts were remade, bled, then healed. There was no pain. They were both treated like this for all uncovered regions save the sex parts, and since they were being healed, this long odd rite wasn't sapping his strength. Besides, as they were covered over all regions NOT covered on the slaves, their caressing-spanking hands and weak, but sufficient legs were uncovered and lightly coated with fresh blood by this odd bloodletting , but the arms and legs were banded, as were the lower neck and sternum, to say nothing of the hoods covering their heads entirely.
Gosunkugi knew only Ranma's will was keeping them in breathable air, yet he was honestly grateful for this chance to follow him freely, without the breaking the Slaves underwent. His hardness slid over and 'beat' on the slick wanton heat of his sexual assistant, but he drew on every bit of self-command, and thus avoided climax. Margaret Thatcher in a gang bang, Happosai stripping on Ladies Night, Penguin Lust, I can hold out forever! As he exhausted his body and the Power this absurdity drew in refilled his stamina, He kept his mind on what brought him to this..
Silence gloried in the health of her body. Her recreators had very good taste, and she could hardly wait to be lashed and fucked by her Lord. Still, she had to earn such things, so she stayed on track, followed by a smiling Killerfrost and a empty Nothing. Nothing said nothing, showing in the lack of curiousity her commitment to soulessness.
The former Ami on the other hand.. Her murmurs and prayers for pain were quite complex, as the intellect she no lonbger directed controlled Killerfrost neatly. It was there, and sharper than a lethal ice spike.. it was simply under her Lord's command. Silence smiled at the very memory of how thoroughly her Master survived all the pains, including those of the Slaves as his own reforming from the dross named Saotome was enhanced by experiencing theirs, once those that did this to them all determined he would not break from his own pain alone.
Silence was blocking that and all sounds from reaching anyone but them. Nothing was doing the same to reflected light off their bodies, to scent left behind. They were thus unseen and unsensed as they reached the roof of Neko Haten. Even Ki and magic bleedoff was canceled--not a void, but a dulling down to backgground by anniliating all excess given by them. The price was that they'd have to stick close until combat initiated. Then again, that was the general idea. Silence looked to the others. "So, it's agreed?"
Killerfrost said with a suitably cold smile "our Lord said it plainly, cover the things he didn't know due to Ranma Saotome's lack of processing. The fiancees are Rivals. They all wanted to dictate his destiny without even seeing his reality. Besides. They'd be next anyway. They should be left with warnings of the inevitable. I believe Pscyhe mindspoke to Paradox about that, so we needn't worry about Kounji." Her eyes gleamed with lust and carnage, but her manner was as precise as a vivisectionist.
Silence sensed the Life in the resturant, awaiting the return of the delievery slut. "Yes, that makes sense, most of her interference was partnered up with Hibiki. Even her Cute Fiancee act, being a pal while Pork was one to the Anger-Bitch." Then she nodded. "Okay, they're all in, and the resturant is now closing. We go on my word, so Shampoo sees this!" At the proper moment, Silence made a throat cutting gesture, and Nothing negated the roof. The entire upper floor became open-air as they dropped down, and the upper bath suffered a deflooring as well to allow them passage into the kitchen, where the targets were.
Silence didn't waste time on the dangerous Cologne. She KNEW that the Elder was the biggest threat of all, and she was meant to be a sister in time, so she just said "Die." while making a attack with the Glaive. That was distraction, as the Elder realised after leaping aside, when she tried to speak, clutching her chest.
As Shampoo cried out Cologne's name in the local Mandarin variant of her tribe, Silence gently explained "I've stopped your heart and lungs, cunt. I'll revive you when it's time." Then Cologne of the Niichezu died, falling into a place that was.. Nothing. Shampoo was attacking after that, and Silence out up a Wall completely around the enraged warrior, awaiting her passing out from lack of air..
Killerfrost was having fun with Mousse, as she kept freezing her weapons and making him drop them. All the while, he kept shivering and slowing, ignoring the odd warm feeling as he did most untowards reality. Finally he dropped, a victim of acute hypothermia. At that same time Shampoo passed out, way early seemingly until Nothing nodded. It was then clear she'd destroyed the oxygen in the Wall-bubble to speed up the smothering exhaustion of the now-out warrior. Mousse was unceremoniously thrown thru the same Gap and they left, leaving a unconscious Shampoo on the floor, ramen spilled to form the words you are next.
Miyo and Gosunkugi had met outside the park, solely by accident. When Hikaru saw the focused yet sorrowful look in the cute Tarot lass' eyes, he just said "You too, eh?" He didn't even bother to explain what he meant, as she nodded. He knew she understood his desolation, and kicked himself mentally for never seeing how thorough her own was before this. "I was blind. Need to know what's in there?"
At her trembling smile and faint nod, he explained what he'd found earlier. Then she told him her reading. That did lead to one unexpected eruption.. "Kuno did WHAT!?! Why that ignoramus, that saddle-sore sack of leprous toad guts!" She hushed him then, and he apologised. "I guess.. i have a bit of rage, myself. Who knew?"
Miyo looked to the Park as some lights flashed (and as Nabiki walked right past them, trembling for a few reasons). "He did. Shall we go?" She walked after Nabiki a step, then stopped in shock as Hikaru took her hand in his. He smiled then, seeming even more resolute than before. "Yes, partner. Let's see what life has for us." Even as she heard that and quailed at what might come.. Miyo felt something she hadn't before. Just before coming to the Ritual site, she realised.. Miyo was at peace.
Paradox came out of the timeslip and nailed Hibiki with a temporal chaos just before he would have bellowed about Siberia and Ranma (seeing the Eiffel Tower tended to do that to him), while Harlot attacked him as distraction, on display for the Lost one's distraction. The random youthening and aging of various parts had his system overloaded and knocked him him in seconds. She smirked and warped Spacetime in odd ways to drag Hibiki back whilke ensuring the temporal backwash fulfilled her OTHER task..
The Ucchan's, Time outside time:
Ukyo wept. She'd been desperate at the Wedding, and knew she'd gone too far in some vague way, but..
She was surrounded by things she could not affect, full simulations/depictions of her many betrayals of Ranma. All trying to move or look away did was restart it, and she had no clue how long this had been going on. She'd been just like..
Then Ukyo screamed as the full panoramic view of Hibiki's many crimes, culminating by his being taken, appeared around her.. She saw a deliberate panty flashing and a weird aging-youthening take him down easily, but she'd screamed as a matter-of-fact voice said "You are next" into her ear at that point. Then the resturant appeared around her again. She wasn't aware it was reality until Konatsu put his arm around her shoulders and asked "you were--gone for a second, what happened?"
She finally managed a trembly "I-it was a l-lot more than a second, Konatsu. Someone just took down Ryouga like a child outside the Eiffel Tower. I SAW it! And.. she aid I'm next.." Konatsu blanched, then he started to step towards his small quarters in the rear, before Ukyo's quaky, yet firm voice finished "..And you're gonna LET her."
Konatsu whirled, his cute waitress getup not hiding shock very well at all, then asked "But why, Ukyo? This is a unpro--" before Ukyo pressed her fingertips to Konatsu's lips, silencing him. She said "It's not, that's the Hell of it, Konatsu. However it came to be, she did this while showing me why. She's coming to get me over what I did to Ran-Ch.. no, what I've done to Ranma. I'm telling you now, Konatsu, under your debt to him,let it happen. I'll not have you hurt your honor as well as yourself. I.. I want your word!"
Konatsu was worried over his employer, one of the only two persons who understood about his odd gender views, then he nodded. This was between Uktyo and the other one, after all. He did qualify "I'll see that it IS Saotome's wish, then, and if so.. I'll step aside. My word on that, on what Honor we outcasts can claim." Then he just held Ukyo as she finally let the tears out for all the past mistakes.
Miyo and Hikaru watched a odd sight as they came to the Ritual site itself. Various of Ranma's pains were laying about, wrapped in.. they couldn't name the colour to save thier souls! Nibiki was just nodding and smiling sadly to the newly-garbed Ranma before she too was encased. "That's Nothing," Ranma explained, "Nothing all around, meaning no time passes and nothing affects them. I'm gathering my rivals, but some came of their own accord. Why are you here?" Ranma's voice was stern, but still friendly in a take-no-shit manner. That and some honest curiousity was easily perceptible. Miyo spoke up. "We're.. here to learn. Ourselves, everything, we're just.."
Hikaru took it from there. "We're alone. Oppressed, like you've been. No-where near as bad, but, you know.." He stopped trying to undo his taste of his own toes as Ranma smiled a bit.
"I get you. You've never fit in, never been able to be your best, in this place. That's why I never pounded you, Hikaru. You're able to take more than you know. And Miyo, you've never tried to be close. IF you are serious, I see a way to help you become.. realised. But it's a little weird. Sex and Symbolic crap. You serious?"
Miyo had (as most Japanese girls) been taught about how important the first time is, and told much of impropriety. But this time, she burned to shuck just that society. As for Hikaru, he just smiled. Voodoo Spike wore candles in broad daylight at times, so he was willing. They looked to each other, and nodded. After that, the Slaves whispered instructions and set up the ritual circle again, but for a very changed purpose. The teens didn't notice the specifics, as they were being stripped and redressed in a odd reversal of the Slaves' garb. They they were started doing, with the Slaves getting them ready..
Principal Kuno was locked in his study, working over the lesson plans. As they involved shaving and electric eels, they were likely NOT going to be followed to the letter, but it didn't stop him trying. That was certainly the reason he locked himself in when planning these cockamamie brilliant ways to keep the students the way they were meant to be in his eyes. He stopped, however. He had to, as he was suddenly SO SO thirsty! It was like he'd been dried out somehow! Little did he care that was exactly the case, until the water that kept gouting into his throat (below the trachea) at even a sip suddenly had him retching and throwing up from the shock of sudden rehydration. And it kept happening, even as the stricken Macademia Nut twitched, until her was firmly unwakable.
As Depthcharge nodded and used hydraulic pressure to unlock the door and collect her prize, the kids were just as handily defeated. Holywar enflamed them with the combative urge and raised the temperature as they tried to take each other down, then as they were weakened from heatstroke Mistress V looped leashes of Binding Chain about their necks and showed how effective they were at clamping on the carotid. All three Kuno were collected at once, leaving only Sasuke to return from a errand to a empty manse.
Ranma's voice was heard thru the hoods. instructing them. They were shy at first about rubbing and spanking each other like that, but.. something esle was felt. A raw power was flowing around them, just flowing, to no purpose, yet easily felt. They were responding to each other as well, Hikaru hardening and Miyo groanihng a bit in her hood as she got wet. Then a odd press and a wetting of the skin strip left on the neck (the reverse-coverage left a bare flesh area where the Slaves' collars resided) was distracting, but also arousing.
Whichever slave or slaves it was was unknown, but Ranma was having them tend to and press/wet them this way. It wasn't until they were slick-sticky and slowly-sensuously humping against one another that they realised they were being cut painlessly, over and over, but as there was no feeling of one after, obviously being healed as well. After while, the mere action and the feel of one another overwhelmed all else, and the true rite enacted..
Psyche had had Eclipse wait with her for a few moments, and now it was clear why. The Slave Senshi had gathered. With Psyche adding awareness of what the others were doing, it was like clockwork.. Soun and Genma were first to fall, Eclipse casting JUST enough dark spiritual energy and purification in rapid alternation to send them both into deep shock without any true change of heart. That was for their Lord to enact or command. Nodoka was classed as a Fiancee for her hentai obsessions, thus narrowly avoiding capture as a Rival over the seppuku pledge. She just had herself youthened by Paradox in passing, without any protection from system shock beyond what would keep her alive. The young teen Nodoka therefore fell down unconscious, as Akane got bitchslapped by Psyche. When the youngest Tendo ran out into the yard after the laughing mentalist, she got sniped by called shots from ALL the others save Paradox, at low power so she'd live. then they took the Tendo away, as Paradox entered the attic..
Happosai groaned. He was aware of all thatv had happened below, they hadn't shielded one bit of it. Hell, he was sure they'd made CERTAIN he understood everything. He was too wasted to act on it though, or even leave his bed. He'd been getting strangely rushed, weak, feeling odder and odder, even since the doubly damned wedding attempt. He looked up to see a VERY enticingly dressed girl with bemused and wicked red eyes and dark green hair looking him over, without disgust or pity. "Man, that cursed unstable Jusenkyo water's doing a number on you. You're gonna live long enough, though.. And you've really got no choice, if you want to live. Good enough." She stood up and started to walk away, only pausing when he croaked out some question.. Even he was uncertain what he was asking, but she smiled coldly and answered anyway.
Lord Ranma has a purpose for you, and it's the only way you'll live, you yourself ensured this when you drank the destabilised Man water. Did you think you could control its change and make it sake AFTER you drank it? No, Happosai, the Lord knew you were trying to take away his hope, not aid him. And now his edict is your only hope. As much as I believe in it, it is fate." She mockingly clapped three times, then vanished. Happosai fell back onto his sickbed, thinking Oh Kami, what have I DONE?
The girls, and it was all of them now, kept up this cutting and blood-slicking, healing them back.. and the sheer amount of slick-sticky under their groping coupling-without-entry indicated they were cutting and coating the two mystics with their own blood as well, the blood of all the Slaves adding to this odd perversion. It was very hard to care though, Miyo and Hikaru felt such passion and power in the air, the earth, themselves and each other..
They were still them, apart, but they were so aware of one another that it was hard to know where one actually ended and the other began. At times they felt the other's pleasure so strongly they were pretty sure they'd switched bodies, but they always swapped back. Finally the world receded, and they just kept the insane teasing screw up, despite lusts beyond any sanity, any madness. Pure Lovelustpowerdevotion, it raged in them, beyond naming. They heard Ranma, in ears or voice they could never ever tell, shouting "NOW!". The instant they did, Hikaru was plunging into Miyo to the hilt, the pain and bliss guiding him to aim and her to grip perfectly. they humped and came and screamed in their hoods, the world cpompletely dissolving into passion, truly the Beast with two backs for a time.. then they fell away, the blood and bondage gear fading away.
Miyo and Hikaru were taller, more healthy, yet recognisibly themselves. They were naked of course, and glowed with sexuality and unseen Power.. unseen by the uninitiated that is. They saw each other's aura of roiling Power clearly, spirits sweeping into arcs of power as they approached and receding into invisibility as they departed the aura zones, imparting power to Hikaru and wisdom to Miyo. They looked, blushed, then shrugged and gave up on shame, turning to see the Slavbes, all kneeling around Ranma once more.
Ranma was alight with energies they both knew others could not see, chaos like a cloak, and the powers of all the Slaves as well. As for the Slaves, each one had a aura indicative of their nature and power about them--no surprise, really. They ceased their musing as Ranma smirked and said "I now declare you Mate and Mate. Do anything I say and the rest is up to you.. Seer and Hougnan."
They kinda blinked at that, then Miyo gasped. Atop their clothes her was precious deck, her only real trace of her mother's heritage, in plain view. Hikaru's Lore was beside it, along with a few other volumes both light and dark from several mystic societies.
Ranma smiled. "My Slaves like your devotion, so Paradox created what she was named for and undid the destruction of your deck, Seer. Which in itself will further empower it I suspect." He considered what to do next as they got dressed, with many kisses from thier new soul bonding acting up. He didn't bother telling them about that part yet, figuring they'd enjoy learning it on their own. He had other plans to make.
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