Master's Way: Receiving Service (LEMON) [Episode 136236]

by Kender

Kodachi knew that a lot of girls would have had problems with even their significant others putting their hands on the girls' bottoms, but that wasn't true in her case. She was with the grouping who'd grown close enough to a guy to allow that, and she wouldn't be able to argue about it anyway. He was her Lord, and able to do whatever he wished of her.

Besides, she liked how his palm felt cupping the smooth curve of her buttocks.

So, she merely gave a small smile as she followed his silent direction to close the door after they entered the room that he normally shared with his father. The two of them were totally alone, and she knew what was going to come. Had she not been aware of their purpose in coming there, she would have still been excited just for the possibility being in the air. However, he'd come as close to actually saying what he planned to do with her, and she certainly desired to be ravished by the tight bodied martial artist.

"I figure that I should spend some time with ya," he told her as he ran his fingers up her flanks, sending tingles all up and down her body. "I hope that ya haven't been feeling neglected..."

"Not really. I understand that you have responsibilities my Lord," she replied with a blush, though he could see something in her eyes.

"But ya seem ta have a problem..."

"I would not say that... After all, you are my Lord, and are the one to chose the path of things..."

"'Xcept..."

"Oh, no. It's fine."

"Kodachi. Just tell me. Ya can understand that I want to know. Now, I'm certain that ya have been expectin' something," Ranma said calmly. "Tell me what it is..."

"You... I... Punishment."

"Huh?"

"You have not punished me, even though you have the right to."

"Yeah, so? Ya haven't been doin' anythin' wrong lately."

"Exactly. I have done some things that I am now ashamed of, and have yet to pay for. And I'm sure that I will do something wrong in the future," the gymnast replied, with an obvious reluctance to offend him.

"Hmmm... I just hadn't thought of it like that, since ya have been so good. But I'll tell ya what."

"What?"

Smirking, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her soft rosebud mouth that left the core of her shaking in need before he pulled back. "When I figure out what I can do ta properly punish ya, I'll do it. Understood?"

"Ye... yes, my Lord."

"Glad ta hear it," he replied, and began to pull off her apron. It was lightly tossed to the floor as he turned his attention to unbuttoning her blouse, exposing her lace capped bosom to his appreciative view. Once he had pulled her top open enough to do so, he gently slid his hand under it, and cupped a breast, squeezing the supple mound and stroking it with the same care that a wine taster would take with the finest vintage. Even before he slipped her breast free of her bra and took her nipple into his mouth, she was groaning in appreciation of his actions.

As her eyes stayed closed in utter bliss, he pulled off the clothing above her waist, leaving her totally bare. Not that she minded, as he began to greedily nibble and kiss her cleaveage and shoulders, with his hands splayed over her back. Her own fingers caught and rubbed against his shirt, and fumbled their way to loosening his top for him to be able to pull it off. Even as she found herself pressed to the futon, she attempted to bring him into her pleasure as best she could, and his very male sounds of enjoyment were fodder for her own panting need.

Her hips went up to aid him in pulling off her panties, and he leaned over her face as his hand simultaneously unfastened her skirt, and played with her most intimate space. Unconsciously, she bent upwards in the rise of intensity of sensation, and choked gasps of pleasure were the only sounds that she could make. Once he had her writhing in simple need, but unable to vocalise the question she so wanted to ask, he yanked her skirt off her body with a flourish, grinning broadly as he gazed down at his nude servant.

Passion glazed her eyes as she looked up at her bare chested Lord, and felt frission of pleasure as she realised how much he liked her body. Had she even been shy about keeping him from intimately touching her, she would have lost that reticence rather quickly. As it was, she was trying very desperately not to press herself against those wonderful fingers that were exploring the most feminine part of herself.

But then he gave her a rather wicked look, and said, "Spread your legs."

That surprised her a little bit, but she did so with all the speed that she could muster. However, unlike most girls, she was a gymnast, and she was able to do a practical split there on the floor, leaving her womanhood totally displayed for his perusal. He raised his brows at her act, but she just gave him an accepting smile, so he knew that she was not trying to be difficult. Seeming to like her action, he knelt down between her legs and slid his hands under the taut cheeks of her buttocks. He groped them for a moment, but then merely lifted her up just a slight amount. His actions confused her for a moment, and she found enough sense to wonder what he was doing.

And then he pressed his mouth to her folds, leaving her shivering with unadulterated pleasure. His mouth ran and up the lines of her opening, and his tounge traced the opening with electric accuracy. It even darted inside of her, making her involuntarily jerk and twitch with every delicious tasting he took of her. Then he found the hardened nub that waited so desperately for his attention, and made sure not to disappoint. So that he did not cause any pain, he gently took the nub between his teeth and grazed it slightly. She twisted slightly from the onrush of feeling, and then froze up as he sucked and licked it to her immense delight.

When he stopped and leaned so that he could press his manhood against the opening he had used his mouth so wonderfully on, she was beyond caring. He could have taken her any which way he wanted, and she would have merely gone along for the ride. Of course, she would have allowed him free reign anyway, but any real thought about it had been burned away in a wave of searing passion that only one man could cause to crest. That was something that he seemed intent on doing for her, as he slid his stiff manhood into her, and began to thump them together with a rhythm that spoke of his own need. With every thrust, she squeezed herself to give them the most out of their coupling that they could give. Her legs went around him, and he hugged her to him so tightly that her breasts could be flattened no more against his chest. Neither of them cared that they were grunting and moaning enough to echo off the walls or, causing the floor to creak. Instead, they were so wrapped up in each other that only one thing could stop them, and the ride was almost as pleasurable as getting there.

Her 'little death' came on with a crushing power that took all sense away as it slammed through her passion hazed mind. Nothing really filtered in, save for that overwhelming pleasure, and she could only sense when his sweat slicked body found its release into hers. But as reality came back to her, she discovered that only a languid rest was what she was capable of. Totally spent by his intense, and very desired, ravaging of her body, she could only lay there as he ran his fingers along the pale velvet of her skin.

"Wow..," he breathed.

"That's why," she murmured.

"'Why' what?"

"I won't ever think that you are bored of me."

"Don't think that'd ever happen."

"Good. I wish to serve you for a long time..."

One could here the amusement in Ranma's voice. "I sure hope so."

Contentment joined the remains of passion still in Kodachi's body, as she lay there with her Lord, lazily letting themselves recover while:

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(Posted Tue, 05 Apr 2005 08:08)


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