One scoop or two?

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Scoop 4: when the lights go down

Me No Own, Please no Sue

There was a Full Moon over the Tendo Dojo, the house was dark, every one had been to bed hours ago, and Kasumi would not be up for a few hours more. There was a light on in the DoJo itself. there was someone moving about. A shadow passing over the door way now and again...

If one was to peer into the Dojo...

...there were two people inside... ...one male...spread eagle on two spreader bars, wearing a half mask and Gag, a body harness that held his massive tool (11' long with a 1&5/8' thick) away from his body and a pair of cowboy type shaps. All but his gag was made of black leather with crome rivits. He was hanging from his arms on their bar that was hung from the center rafter of the dojo. His toes were just touching the ground so as to not to force him to just hang from his arms. the Leg spreader bar was only three feet long, where as the other was four feet long and chained to the floor.

...and one female...if you can call her that. She wore a half mask and her red hair was pulled into a braid that reached half way down her back. Her breasts were held in a thick Latex 'bra' that reviled her nipples and their studs, which were connected by a little chain. She wore leather Boots that reach to mid-thigh with a six inch heel. in her hand was a riding crop, with a thick pommle and flaired tip... Her color was of a rich Purple But what drew the Eye was the harness she wore about her hips...made of the softest leather died of a gentle shade of purple, the buckles were of Crome...it held jutting from her crotch a 12' x 2' Bitch-Buster phallic device.

... As She walk about the male, she would stroke the Bitch- Buster, as she would switch the males ass and chest and run the tip of her crop over his straining limbs (all five of them) and ask him if he wanted to feel the joy of being busted like the bitch-whore He was...as the crown of his massive tool turned a dark purple, darker then her latex top, She offered him a release, but only if he amitted that he was a bitch-whore...was he a bitch- whore?

She slid a stool up behind him, climbing onto it, she used his harness to steady herself, as she shifted her hips to mount him, she asked, "Last chance, to back out. What is it goin to be, Bitch-Whore?" He thrust back, taking the first inch home, and stopped as the crop snapped against his leather clad leg, "Stupid Bitch-Whore, if you do that again, I will be not letting you release tonight." She hissed in his ear, "Now scream for me." using her greater then normal strength she tore into him again and again...

He moaned and groaned into his gag, as his tender ass was assulted buy the woman he loved...as his body grew tighter and the friction kept building...and his massive tool exploded...he scream as if his soul was being ripped from his dick...

All sound was muffled buy the gag, but as the darkness claimed him, he could tell she was pleased, both with his behavier, and that he took it because it was from Her...

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Ranma woke in a cold sweat...his breath was quick and hard...his blankets were wrapped tight about his arms and legs... his shorts were sticky... and pops just snorted and rolled over.

That was some Dream, he lay on the floor panting trying to regain his stregth and moblity. As he recalled the details, he shivered. he did not know what scared him more, the fact that he had enjoyed what 'Akane' had done to him, or what Akane would think of him if he asked her to do 'that' to him.

he got up and went to get cleaned up, grabing the next days clothes as he went...

As he closed the door behinde him, he heard some whimppering from Akane's room...

Sliding the door open enough to peer into her haven. Ranma saw her thrash about aganst her blankets, her rear was thrust up and was swaying back and forth, her face was pressed into her pillow... Locked in a dream...

P-chan was curled up at the head of the bed out of reach of the wild sleeper that was Akane, he opened one beedy eye to glare at Ranma, snorted and went back to sleep.

Shaking his head Ranma went down to the Furo, Sometimes he could not understand That Female.