[Episode 115421] [Episode 115421]At the same time the slave bond once more activated, connected the two of them and a warm comforting feeling flowed over and through Nabiki’s body and seemed to pool in her groin. She could feel her arousal growing with each throb of Ranma’s cock.
With her head tilted back and firmly held in place, Nabiki was forced to look up into Ranma’s face. At first his expression was slightly shocked, and she knew that in typical Ranma fashion he’d acted on impulse. Then, a change came over his expression as he gazed down at her. She could imagine what he was seeing, her on her knees with his cock buried in her mouth. Not an image likely to maintain his wariness of her. Nabiki swallowed nervously, her throat working around Ranma’s stiff member, and it was if a veil lifted from Ranma’s eyes, and Nabiki suddenly knew that Ranma was realizing, maybe for the first time, that she was truly his slave, his property, his fuck toy if he so desired.
Nabiki shuddered, and something inside her chest seemed to melt. Her wish had come from her fantasy life. How often had she imagined this very scenario? But it had been a fantasy, and she’d never even considered trying to make it true. The real Ranma, for all his macho posturing and magnificent body, was a wimp she could walk turn into a pile of mush with a few well chosen verbal threats. Making any sort of verbal comment at the moment, except for muffled moans was a bit beyond her, and from the look in his eyes she doubted it would have much effect.
This was not the Ranma she had manipulated and played with for the better part of a year that was staring down at her now. This was the master from her dreams made flesh! Nabiki’s legs clenched, squeezing together as an orgasm started to form in her belly.
She felt Ranma’s hands tighten their grip on her head, and her cunt convulsed as Ranma’s thick meat pulsed against her tongue, swelling slightly. With a muffled gasp, he pulled backward, and she felt him slide out of her throat, and her mouth was suddenly filled with his sperm as he blasted jet after jet into her already filled oral cavity. She could feel the thick cream oozing out the sides of her mouth as he pumped back and forth, fucking her face with hard short strokes, emptying his balls into her.
His taste filled her mind as his pleasure rocked through her body. He was slick and wet in her mouth, and she could not help herself. Her tongue ran over his flesh, licking his spending from his softening shaft and swallowing it, her throat working convulsively as she tried to fill her belly with his juice.
And all the time their eyes were locked together, master and slave, each knowing the other for what they were. “Suck it!” Ranma ordered, and Nabiki did. Working his softening flesh till it hardened again and filled her mouth to the limit of her jaw’s ability to open.
Ranma pulled backward, dragging himself free of her mouth, leaving a streamer of spit and sperm connecting them till it broke and trailed down over her chin, and dripped on one of her breasts. Ranma took a huge gasp at air. His eyes never left Nabiki’s and she shivered at the feral quality in them. There would be no reasoning with him, and at this moment, that was the last thing she wanted to do.
Ranma’s hands slid down the side of her head and under her arms and without even a grunt he pulled her to her feet and pressed her back against the wall. Unmindful of the recent contents of her mouth he lowered his head and captured her mouth with his, kissing her hard and violently. She gasped into his mouth as his hands slid down her back and cupped her ass, his fingers hooking into her anal cleavage and pulling her tightly against him, pressing her soft belly against his hardness. He ground himself against her until with a gasp he pulled back his mouth and picked her up off the floor.
Ranma held her against the wall with his body as his grip shifted slightly downward, hooking under her upper thighs and pulling her legs up on either side of him. She felt him grinding against her cunt, her wetness mixing with her spit and his sperm until he drew back his hips and let the large blunt head find her opening.
Nabiki let out a scream of mixed pain and pleasure as he surged up into her. It was too sudden, too much, but the pain faded quickly, and left only the pleasure and her head sagged forward, her chin resting on his shoulder as she gasped for breath and from the feel of him filling her completely.
Then he started to move, and her mind went away. Ranma fucked her with smooth long strokes, each insertion jarring her entire body and jolting air from her in indelicate grunts. And each withdrawal leaving her feeling empty and longing to be filled again. Her arms reached around him. Her fingers clawed at his muscular back, and her teeth sought out his neck and she marked him as her’s. And still that piston of meat went on and on.
She orgasmed, and then again, and again. And when Ranma let out a strangled gasp and pressed himself into her as hard as he could, and held it, pulsing in her as he had pulsed in her mouth, she exploded with a pleasure she’d first felt that time he’d claimed her as his slave. But this time it was not a surprise out of the blue. She was ready and willing and knew what was going on. Her Master was taking her, because he could.
Ranma stood panting, holding Nabiki against the wall as his cock slowly shriveled inside her. Her cunt clutching at it as if reluctant to let it go. She felt him shiver when at last he withdrew and she felt wetness run down her legs as their mutual spending spilled from her body. He lowered her feet to the ground and once again kissed her, this time not so fiercely, but with the same sense of taking possession, and she leaned into it and ran her fingers up and down his welted back.
Then Ranma washed his slave, and himself. Rinsing them with warm water taken from the furo and soaping up both their bodies, using his own muscular chest to wash her breasts as he came back to her mouth time after time, kissing her as he ran his hands over her body, as if inspecting every inch.
Nabiki shuddered in anticipation as he turned her to face the wall and ran his hands between her legs, his finger seeking out her anal entry, and pushing a soapy digit into it. She clenched around him, and could feel his excitement through the slave bond, and knew that he was going to take her last virginity, and while the though sent shivers of fear through her, she made no protest and gave no thought of trying to talk him out of it.
His finger worked in her bottom, loosening her, getting her ready, and when he stood up behind her she let him pull her back from the wall and then leaned over, bracing her forearms against it. It was on her lips to beg him t be gentle, but the words died. He would be her master, and he would take her as he wished, and the though sent shudders of pleasure through her.
But it was not her ass he pressed his newly hard cock against, but her cunt, and she shuddered out an orgasm as he once again sheathed himself in her hot wet depths. In and out he pumped, her breasts swaying with the motion as he took a firm hold on her hips and took possession of her body. She looked over her shoulder and saw him staring down at where they were joined, and she flushed at what she knew he was seeing, himself sliding into her cunt, filling her, claiming her. She orgasmed again, and pressed her forehead against her folded forearms.
She was still shuddering from her release when Ranma pulled out and shifted his aim. Nabiki’s head came up and her eyes bulged as Ranma pressed into her body. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Oh god!” She cried out as she was breached.
She bent forward panting, unable to believe the feeling, thanking all the gods that he’d stopped moving after popping the head inside her super stretched bottom. And then he started moving again and she let out a low keening moan as Ranma sank slowly into her bottom, pausing every now and then to let her adjust, but never fully stopping the advance, not till his belly sat cushioned against her ass, and he was fully inserted.
Nabiki felt Ranma’s hands leave her hips and move up her sides, to reach around and cup her dangling breasts, holding her tightly against his upper body as he eased her back into an upright position. He straightened his bent knees slightly, and she found herself dangling, her toes barely touching the ground as almost all her weight was suddenly supported on Ranma’s cock. A groan escaped her, and then another as a hand left her breast and slipped down between her legs, rubbing her there as her fullness filled her awareness.
Ranma bounced slightly, jarring her on his cock, making her free breast bounce up and down. Her head sway back and forth. Carrying her, he moved over to the edge of the furo and gently eased her down till she was bent over the lip of the tub, and then he started to fuck her with swift withdrawals from her bottom, and long slow insertions. And still his fingers flickered between her legs, drawing pleasure from her body.
How long it lasted Nabiki could never say, just that it seemed to last both forever, and be over too soon. She was only dimly aware of Ranma clenching, and then spilling into her, and then her own orgasm at last took away all sight and sound and feeling as she slipped into the blackness of La Petite Mort.
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