When Ranma had gone from boy to Pokewoman, Ryouga had thought it justice done. After he had Tamed her the first time, he had felt it due. But now he would get the ultimate victory.
But he had to be careful. It wouldn't be a proper victory if Ranma was gone too far to be really Ranma. Besides, he didn't want to destroy her. He liked and enjoyed her. Plus she could be key to curing his... problem.
"Tigress!! Nya! Need cock! Need Bad!"
Ryouga was tempted to give in to the pokewoman who was busy trying to hump the ground, but he knew he had to find self control. "No, you're a bad Tigress. Bad Tigresses don't get fucked."
"Am good Tigress!"
"Who's the Master? I am. You're a Pokewoman. Good Pokewoman don't jump on their Masters for sex. They wait for the Master to give it to them."
"Bad Tigress, nya?"
The slight tremor in her voice nearly did him in. "Yes you've been very bad." He sat on a nearby stump and pulled the horny Tigress over his lap. With one hand holding her down, the other came up, while the other gave a smack to her firm rear. Again and again the hand came down, until both asscheeks were sore.
"I'm very dissapointed in you. You left me no choice," Ryouga said as he released her, "You have been a bad Pokewoman."
Ranma was crying. Her Master was displeased with her, she wasn't getting Tamed, and she had just been punished. But she just didn't know what her Master wanted from her. Maybe then she'd please him enough to get a Taming!
As if Ryouga could read her thoughts, he said, "Good Pokewomen obey their Masters. They do what they are told, and try to help their Masters in any way they can. They want to bring their Masters pleasure, but wait for when their Masters want it. Get on all fours."
The Tigress happily complied, and her Master nodded. He crouched down behind her and began to slowly finger her slit. She hissed in pleasure as his fingers stroked her most intimate place. The feelings were long, drawn out and definately not enough to satisfy her need, so she tried to move towards those wonderful fingers.
Ryouga swatted her still sore rear for that. "Stay still! You will only get pleasure when I let you!" Ranma whimpered, but stayed still. She wanted so much to get Tamed, but knew that she was an owned Pokewoman. Her Master controlled her, and she was to serve him.
Of course, this took time to sink in. He would bring her only to heights that nearly reached the pinnacle she sought, but he always stopped just before, looking sad the entire time. It took time, but he got her to follow him hithout question.
"I want to hear your apology," Ryouga told her, "I want to know exactly how sorry you are for disobeying me. How bad you feel for making me do something like this to you,"
"Ranma so sorry! Ranma bad kitty! Ryouga Master!" she declared, half whimpering, half sobbing, "Ranma need fuck. Ranma need fuck BAD! But Ranma SO BAD!"
"Yes, you have been but I think you've paid enough." Ryouga pulled off his pants and positioned his eternally hard dick at Ranma's moist opening. As he entered her, she let out a moan of pleasure that said that she wanted this as bad as he did. He had NO idea how he had lasted as long as he had, but he was glad that he had been able to concentrate. This time, a fully conscious Ranma was letting him use her anyway he wanted. Sure she mewled and moaned her head off, but he was the one in charge. He held it, pumping into her first gently, then like a man possessed.
He owned her. She was going to be his; mind, body and soul. But he was going to giver a whole DAMN lot of pleasure in return. He pistioned into he until her orgasmed, sending him over the edge. His seed spewed into her clutching cunt, and the exhaustion made them both collapse onto the ground once again.
Ranma fell asleep and curled into his body with a small smile on her face. Ryouga held her, softly stroaking her hair.
When Ranma woke up:
Sun Feb 10 23:48:49 2002