Ranko's New Job: Nekohanten Ritual- The Act

Pulling out a match Mr. Dark lit a candle set between the three mystic circles. Putting the match out and tossing it aside, he stepped into the unoccupied circle. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

One hand stabbed toward the burning candle, then made a sweeping gesture. As his hand pointed to each of the other candles, their own wicks burst into flame. He gestured again, then suddenly the ends of the incense sticks by the other two circles glowed red, then began discharging smoke.

Then Mr. Dark began a slow chant in a language Ranma didn't understand. But while the words didn't make sense, there was a definite rhythm to the invocation. Moreover, the words had a feel of power to them. They seemed to wash over Ranma like waves on a beach.

Then Ranma took a deep breath, and exhaled, feeling her rising nervousness leaving her. 'This is what I've wanted for so long.'

It took Ranma several minutes to register how her body was feeling more and more aroused. 'Woah,' she thought as her mind recognized how her nipples were erect and her pussy so wet the juice was starting to run down her thigh. 'What's going. . . No probably some weird combination. . . Her mind trailed off as her eyes focused on Dark's groin, where his tattooed dick was Rising up, it's markings becoming clearer and easier to see as it swelled. 'Price of his power. . . God it's big, I wonder what it would feel like in NO! DON'T WANT TO KNOW THAT.' Ranma tried to jerk her head away, but found that all she could do was move it a little. Enough that she was looking at Shampoo instead of Mr. Dark.

Shampoo was standing in the other circle, her eyes focused on Mr. Dark's crotch, a line of drool just visible on her chin. One of her hands had risen and was caressing one of her breasts.

Ranma blinked, then suddenly found his head had turned back toward Mr. Dark. She immediately focused her eyes on Dark's Face, but then couldn't keep them from roaming back down to look at Dark's cock.

A desire to run suddenly surged in Ranma, but she pushed it aside. 'This is my cure! I'm not leaving till I get it!' Her face suddenly reddened as another image for getting it flashed in her mind. 'I'm here for that control, and I'm going to take whatever it takes to have it sink into me!'.

You want control. Mr. Dark's voice suddenly seemed to resound inside her mind. You are here for the power to dominate what now afflicts you. Part of her mind realized that her body's hornyness had increased at the sound of the voice, however most of her simply listened attentively.

Power has a price. The voice continued. Gain requires loss. To control you must become controlled. To dominate you must submit.

To dominate you must submit.

"Shampoo Submit!" Ranma's head turned slightly, his eyes moving to look into Shampoo's circle.

The purple haired girl had dropped to her knees, and spread her legs in a wide V shape. One of her hands was extended behind her, holding the top of her body up as she arched her back to present her breasts forward, the other hand was between her legs, spreading her pussy lips. "Shampoo Submit!" she repeated.

Suddenly Mr. Dark was standing in the circle with her, his feet almost touching the insides of her knees. He raised his arms, and Shampoo pulled her hand from her crotch and put it on the floor with her other as her hips rose from the floor. Mr. Dark's hands reached down, and grabbed her, by the thigh's, quickly drawing her up so her pussy was in line with his fully erect cock.

"Shampoo Submit. . .OH!" Shampoo punctuated her cry as Mr. Dark pressed his erection forward, sinking it into her cunt. "ohhhhhh!" Shampoo moaned as more and more of the organ sank into her. She pulled one foot off the floor, wrapping it about Mr. Dark's waist, then the other.

Ranma felt a sudden jolt of sensation in her pussy and realized that her hand had slipped in and was rubbing gently along the folds. The desire to pull it back rose in the back of her mind, then faded beneath a need to feel more of the feeling her horny pussy was sending to her brain.

Shampoo had pulled both hands off the floor, using them to instead grip Mr. Dark's shoulders. She was constantly moaning, pausing only to gasp or scream very short Chinese words.

Ranma noticed that her other hand had risen to cares one of her breasts, and that the hand rubbing her pussy had now slid one finger inside and was adding a second. A moan escaped her lips.

Suddenly Dark accelerated his pumping, prompting Shampoo to mix wordless shrieks with her louder moans. Then suddenly Mr. Dark grunted as he pulled Shampoo in and held her. Shampoo responded by throwing her head back and screaming in ecstasy. She slumped back, kept from dropping only by Mr. Dark's grip on her thighs. Then Mr. Dark withdrew his still erect cock from her, and slowly lowered her to the floor.

To dominate you must submit.