Dully the teenaged boy turned and stared at the girls for a long moment before turning back and asking. “Let me get this straight; you’re just giving away your daughters as slaves to a complete stranger?”
“He’s right, Daddy,” complained the eldest daughter as she loomed over her father; her face was cast in shadow and eyes blazed like angry stars. “How could you do something like that!?”
“I agree,” agreed the middle sister. “You can’t let him think we’re that cheap. You should charge for all he’s worth! I’ve got a reputation to maintain.”
“Nabiki,” the youngest fummed, “that is so not what she meant.”
“It sort of is, actually,” Kasumi disagreed off handedly, then grasped her father’s shirt and shook him furiously. “Daddy, I thought we talked about these ‘great deals’ of yours.”
“No, it’s no problem at all,” Soun reassured his daughters holding up the paperwork. “You’ve all been bought and paid for by Ranma’s winnings from Martial Arts Gladiatorial Tournaments in China. It’s quite a tidy sum and it’s all been prearranged and legally binding.”
“Oh, well, that’s all right then,” the eldest sister released her father and settled down to peer at the documenation.. “This all seems in order. Although I would have preferred an older, more experienced master…”
“Hey! Don’t I get a say in this?” Ranma interrupted.
“You don’t want my daughters?” Soun gasped with disbelief. “But they are young and virginal. Well, I’m pretty sure Akane is virginal, at least, but they are still young. Although Kasumi is starting to get …”
“Daddy!!!” exclaimed each daughter with perfect synchronicity. At the same time even.
“That’s not the point!” Ranma rerailed the conversation. “Pop, you can’t just use my winnings to buy slaves in my name!”
“Actually, I can,” Genma pointed out calmly. “I’m your manager, trainer, and father, and you are still a minor. So, don’t back talk your old man or I’ll sell you into slavery instead.”
“Anyway,” Soun interrupted, “it’s too late to back out of the deal now. Everything is arranged with the Nerima Enslavement Registration Venue. Kasumi here is already submissive and servile, and Nabiki and Akane will be properly conditioned tomorrow so they won’t be a problem either.”
“Conditioning?” Ranma demanded. “Uh, just what does that involve anyway?”
“Oh, it’s nothing,” Kasumi dismissed. “It’s just a little cosmetic psychology to make sure new slaves are properly adjusted to their roles. Akane will have her anger nipped, Nabiki will have her ego tucked, and their responses to authority figures will be lifted; things like that. It’s all quite painless and there’s hardly ever any noticeable mental scaring. They’ll simply come out ready and eager to serve.”
“It’s all for the best really,” Soun agreed firmly.
“Wait,” Akane latched hold of something to elicit her sister’s support. “Don’t you realise that this means you too, Kasumi?”
“Oh, no,” Kasumi disagreed. “I was adjusted right after finishing highschool.”
“Buh, wah… You’ve been adjusted for slavery since last year and we never noticed?”
“Of course not.. I’m still me after all; I’m just a little more willing to serve than before, and I’ve always been quite domestic. It’s actually a bit of a relief to finally meet my owner. I can’t wait to begin serving him properly. I’m really starting to look forward to it.”
“Because you’ve been adjusted for it?” Ranma asked, or perhaps accused.
“Maybe just a little, Master,” Kasumi agreed dreamily. “Plus, well, you are a bit on the young side, but you look very fit and healthy. Mmm… Oh my, yes!”
“What? Kasumi, you can’t be thinking of letting him have his way with you?”
“Akane’s right, Sis. Just because you’re a slave doesn’t mean you don’t have rights. He can’t make you do anything like that if you want to stay chaste.”
“What if I don’t want to stay chaste and would rather be chased?” Kasumi demanded defensively. “A girl could do worse than give herself fully to a young master as tasty as this one. You two really should consider it too.”
“Uhm, what are you talking about?” a puzzled Ranma wondered.
The trio stared at him in incomprehensive disbelief.
“We’re talking about sex, Young Master,” Kasumi explained. “We are your slaves now, or soon will be, so you can use us for pleasure if we agree… and, uhm, I do.”
“Sseh-sss…”
“Sex,” Kasumi confirmed with a disappointed sigh. “Uhm. Just, how young are you, Young Master?”
“Heh! I’m old enough to know, to do, to …. I just, … I’m not going to force myself on some girl I just met, okay.”
“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Kasumi’s soft voice didn’t reassured him at all. “You won’t need to force me at all… although it would help if you were a little forceful… Sweep me off my feet, push me down, tie me up, and have your wicked, wicked way with me… Oh, it would be so romantic!”
“Don’t be a fool, Kasumi! Romance isn’t everything. There are lots of older men who are willing to pay top price for our virginity!”
“Nabiki!”
“Er, I’m just saying there might be, is all. It’s not like I did the market research and got quotes,… or anything…”
“So just how much are we talking about?” Kasumi wondered idily.
“Well, Mister Yagamuchi said he’d… uh…”
“Oh, do go on, Nabiki,” Kasumi encouraged icily.
“Hey, I’m not the one who wants to give it away for free!”
“There’s nothing wrong with deciding to be a sex slave for your master; you really should consider it.”
“Well, maybe… I suppose he could make it worth my while. What do you think, Akane?”
“I have no idea which one of you is worse,” Akane growled. “You’re both perverts.”
“I’m not a pervert,” Nabiki protested. “I am …an entrepreneur.”
“That doesn’t make it any better!”
(Posted Fri, 19 Jan 2007 03:17)
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