Storm Warning-Part 1: Chapter 7

Author: Null Factor

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Chapter 7

Tank quickly moved to raise the light of the lamp within the tent so that he would have a clear view of what was happening as he began his first Taming session with Kodachi.  Actually, it would probably be more accurate to describe their combat earlier as the beginning of her Taming.  Dominatrixes by their nature enjoyed violence and inflicting pain, and Kodachi was certainly no exception to this rule.  Tank had planned to use this to his advantage.  He knew their training session would raise Kodachi’s level of excitement and arousal.  By combining this with a defeat that he felt would slightly humiliate his over-proud Pokegirl, Tank hoped that Kodachi would then be emotionally more receptive and susceptible toward her Taming.  As he had said earlier, he wanted their relationship to be on his terms, not hers.  With any Dominatrix, but especially with the haughty Kodachi, control was always a point of struggle so he wanted her to know right from the beginning that he was the dominant one in their relationship.

From the dazed and flushed look on her face, Tank thought his plan was succeeding so far.  He had been surprised, however, by the deadliness and skill of Kodachi’s attacks, especially the Razor Hoop.  He knew he had been lucky to escape with only a minor injury from it, despite the fact that he had kept his face impassive and seemed unimpressed by her offensive.  With some more training, greater endurance and less overconfidence Kodachi would truly be a great addition to his Harem.  That would only be true if he could somehow keep her at least somewhat obedient and willing to follow his directions, though.  The teenager knew that this Taming session would be an important factor in ensuring the success of their relationship together.

While Kodachi remained crumpled on the floor of the tent, Tank swiftly removed his clothing, ignoring the slight twinge in his injured arm.  Then, kneeling behind the fallen Pokegirl, he swept the tail of the large shirt covering her upward to reveal the pale, silky skin of her bottom.  Kodachi stirred and groaned slightly as she felt the air of the tent hit the bare skin of her lovely ass.  And it was completely bare.  Kodachi had either not been wearing panties under her gymnast leotard, or had also set them out to dry while she slept as there was now nothing to conceal her rear or cunt from view.  Given this unrestricted access, Tank could now see that his plan had so far progressed as he had hoped.  Her vaginal lips were indeed engorged with blood and Tank could see some drops of her vaginal cream seeping from between the lips, clear signs of her arousal.

Moving to take quick advantage of this situation, Tank pressed his right hand firmly into the small of Kodachi’s back to ensure that the slowly recovering Pokegirl could not get up and with his left hand skillfully began manipulating the Dominatrix’s cunt.  In her still somewhat dazed state Kodachi was unable to resist this action and was only able to moan as her Tamer stoked the fire of her desires.  Kodachi’s cunt cream was soon leaking steadily from her as Tank’s fingers plunged repeated into her, stroking and rubbing in all of the right places.  The Dominatrix was quickly regaining her senses, but they were so overwhelmed by her own arousal she couldn’t stop herself from humping her own hips backward onto the digits of her Tamer in her blind desire for orgasm.  Just before she could reach that goal, however, Tank removed his fingers from her sopping twat, forcing a moaning cry of distress from Kodachi’s plump lips.
 The Dominatrix twisted her sweaty face to the side, her upper body still being held down onto the tent’s floor by Tank’s steady hand.  Her face was open with arousal and her eyes pleaded for release as they looked back at her large Tamer, kneeling behind her upraised ass.  Before Kodachi could say anything, however, the Pokegirl felt something hot and large resting at the gates of her cunt for a brief moment and then it was suddenly punching deep inside her!

“Uuuuuuuuuaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!” Kodachi’s black eyes stared blankly as her orgasm hit her like a freight train, partly from the incredible sensations of her Tamer’s dick, but partly also from the fact that that long, thick, warm column of flesh plunging in and out of her pussy was, in fact, the penis of the boy who had just defeated her with such seeming ease.  Kodachi had never felt such levels of confusion and arousal ever before in her life.  She had always been the one in control.  She had always been the one who held the reigns of power.  Now some teenager of unknown family who she barely knew was fucking her hard and steady.  And what was even worse, she was loving every moment of it!

Tank had taken a slow and easy pace with Asuka, allowing her to get used to his girth and size before he had really Tamed her.  With Kodachi, however, he took an entirely different approach, jack hammering his hips forward as hard and fast as he could right from the beginning.  With such a snotty, confident Pokegirl he thought that the best choice was to try and overwhelm her in every possible way.  He had already broken her pride in her combat abilities, now it was time to do the same on the erotic front.  Once her immense self pride was shattered, he would be able to rebuild her into a more effective and efficient member of his Harem.  Tank was well aware that he would never totally rid Kodachi of her combative, haughty manner, nor did he want to.  That inner nature was part of what made her such a powerful Pokegirl.  But he did need to humble her enough so that she would follow his instructions and not disrupt his Harem to an unmanageable degree in the future.

With these points in mind, Tank held nothing back right from the beginning of the Taming, cramming as much of his bloated cock as he could into Kodachi with furious strokes.  He barely held back his own groan of pleasure as he plunged deep with the Dominatrix.  Although she wasn’t as tight as Asuka’s vice-like pussy, she was even wetter, and what was more, hotter.  His dick felt like it was pushing into a molten volcano with each stroke as her steamy, wet flesh enveloped him closely.

“Uuuuhhhhnngg!  Uuuuaaaaaannnnn!!  Aaaaaaaaoooooooouuuu!!!”  Kodachi groaned loudly with every one of her Tamer’s crushing thrusts.  Suddenly, her head snapped up as far as it could from its pinned position on the floor of the tent, a thin thread of drool slipping from the corner of her mouth.  “No! No! NO!! NOOOOOOOooooooooOAAAAAHHHHHHGGGHHH!!!”  Tank felt her pussy close tight about his dick and even more of her juices splash along its length as the Pokegirl orgasmed once again.  Encouraged by this quick response to his actions, Tank removed his hand from the small of her back and pulled Kodachi up onto her hands and knees even as he continued his drilling thrusts into her body.  While the Dominatrix weakly tried to hold her upper body upright Tank flipped the shirt concealing her upper body up even further, revealing all of the pale, sweaty skin of her torso to his gaze while it shrouded her head in darkness.

The sudden closing off of her most important sense caused Kodachi to shudder, a shudder that was increased when Tank ran the nails of left hand lightly down the length of her back.  The teenager didn’t press hard enough to break the silky skin of his Pokegirl, but five trails of red skin were left behind.  The feel of this maneuver in conjunction with Tank’s large penis still fucking hard into her body made Kodachi orgasm once more as a rash of goose bumps popped up along her body.  Trickles of tears seeped from the corners of her shrouded eyes at the immense feelings coursing through her body.  She was so aroused it was almost painful.

SMACK!  CRACK!  WHACK!!  “OOOOOOUUUUUGGHHH!!!”  Kodachi’s screams pierced the night as the pain of arousal became real, physical pain.  Tank’s left hand was locked on her slender waist, pulling and pushing her body to help with the penetration of her body.  His free right hand, however, had suddenly landed three sharp, hard slaps to her upturned and vulnerable ass.  Tank smiled slightly at the sight of the Dominatrix’s rippling butt cheeks and the three bright red hand prints left behind by his actions.  Tank continued pounding his thick cock into the Dominatrix for over ten more minutes, with an occasional cracking slap to her rear until both cheeks were burning red and a fourth and fifth orgasm had ripped through her body.  At that point he felt another change was needed in their taming.

Reaching forward along Kodachi’s slick, white body, Tank reached around until his large hands had a firm grip on the Pokegirl’s big, bouncing breasts.  As the contact forced a cry of arousal from Kodachi, the muscular teen pulled her body up and back toward him until her back was resting against his wide chest and his dick was punching up vertically into her body from below.  This action allowed the too large shirt she was wearing to fall back down, again revealing the Dominatrix’s red, flushed, tear-streaked and panting face, but his hands still had a caressing grasp on her firm tits underneath the concealment of the shirt.  Moving from a kneeling to a cross-legged position, Tank attempted to keep up the pace of his strokes into Kodachi, but now this was more accomplished from his raising and lowering the Pokegirl’s body with his grasp on her tits than from any action of his own hips.  Kodachi, meanwhile, was so blissed out from her continuing climaxes that she was unable to assist or resist in any way.

“Uuuuuhhh!  UUuuuhhhh!!  Uuuuaaauuuhhh!!  Eeeeiiiiiaaaaahhhhh!!”  Kodachi hadn’t thought that her arousal could rise any higher, but when she felt Tank’s fingers begin lightly pinching and twisting her nipples she realized she had been mistaken.  Another storm of orgasms tore through her and from her weak cries Tank knew that she was nearing the end of her endurance.  In addition, from the churning feeling in his own testicles, the beginning Tamer realized that his own time was coming soon as well.  Gritting his teeth to fight back his orgasm, Tank continued the Taming in their current continuation for a few more minutes before he pushed his Pokegirl forward.
At this point, Kodachi was too weak to support herself on her own arms any more.  Therefore, when she fell forward, she was only able to collapse onto her voluptuous chest while her Tamer followed her body into a straddling position over her rear, his knees on either side of her hips.  Tank didn’t pause in the furious pace of his thrusts into her, however, and with her slender legs lying close against one another, Kodachi’s boiling cunt was even tighter than before.  Tank knew it wouldn’t be long, but felt that something was missing from the Taming.  As he pounded into the gasping Dominatrix below him, he looked down at the shimmying ass cheeks his wide cock was pushing between with each stroke into Kodachi’s cunt and he suddenly knew what to do next.  Continuing his punishing strokes, Tank wet the thumb of his left hand with the sweat dripping down both his and Kodachi’s body as well as in the copious juices that the Pokegirl’s cunt was producing that coated both of their groins.  Then he positioned his thumb and...Pushed it home.

“EEEEEEAAAAAUUUUUUUHHHHHOOOOOHHHHH!!!!!”  “UUUUAAAANNNNNN”  Both of Kodachi’s and Tank’s groans of release mixed together when the Tamer’s thumb punched into the Dominatrix’s tight anus.  The violation of her ass forced a final, wrenching, violent orgasm from Kodachi and the feel of that tremendous climax along the length of his engorged penis resulted in Tank’s own release.  The teenager squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth almost in a grimace of pain as his fingers tightly squeezed Kodachi’s soft, yet firm butt and jet after jet of his jism splashed into her hot, wet, welcoming depths.

When the overwhelming feel of his orgasm had finally passed through his system, Tank’s muscles finally relaxed from their taught positions and he opened his eyes as he tried to calm his rapid breathing.  Looking down he saw that Kodachi had been driven into complete unconsciousness as a result of their intense Taming session together.  In addition, he noticed that the Dominatrix’s pale skin was now marked, not only with the red glow of his spanking, but also deeper marks from his clenching fingers.  He sighed and shook his head at his own lack of control.  After finally regaining his breath and composure he got up and began a quick house cleaning of the tent.

First of all he quickly cleaned up Kodachi as he had done with Asuka earlier.  In addition he applied some of his healing salve to her red and bruised cheeks so that they wouldn’t bother her too much on the following day.  Next he replaced the perspiration, and along the lower edges, cum-soaked shirt she had been wearing with a fresh one from his pack.  Then he placed her in her Pokeball to rest for the night.  After that he took some of the more stained blankets, wiped them clean with a wet cloth, and hung them out to dry.  Finally he cleaned and dressed the cut on his forearm before collapsing on the sleeping bag for some well-deserved rest of his own.