[Episode 110084] [Episode 110084]When he’d been traveling with his Pop, they’d stop here and there for a few days, a few weeks, sometimes a month or more. He could usually find other boys to play with.
As a young boy, they had always had a wide variety of activities and things they discussed with their friends. Local sports teams. Favorite entertainments, who was tougher. And of course they played games.
But, once he’d hit puberty, and started hanging around with boys who also had, the discussions had almost always ended up with the same topic. Slaves. More specifically, girl slaves. Girl slaves you could do whatever you wanted with. It was all anyone wanted to talk about. It was the dream of every boy he met. The holy grail for horny teen-age boys.
Ranma had been no different, though his training in martial arts gave him other outlets for youthful hormones. He too would look at cute girls and attractive women, and wonder what it would be like to have them as a slave, willing to do anything he asked. Willing to let him do anything he wanted to her.
The ironic part was, it wasn’t till his Pop wised up and taught him a few things, that he realized just what it was he wanted them to do with him, and what he wanted to do to them. Up till then it had been a vague, but powerful desire, to ‘just’ do something.
And now he was on the verge of purchasing his very own slave. Hell, he’d inspected three girls. He’d touched their bodies, slid his fingers into them.
Ranma thought he might explode at any minute, his whole body was on the verge of shaking like a leaf from sheer anticipation. His cock was causing his pants to bulge, and felt like it would fire off a load of sperm at any time.
He tried to ignore his painful manhood. Ranma nervously straightened out the sheets of paper that contained the contract and tapped them on the table top. Lifting his eyes, he met the gaze of the other three girls.
He almost flinched away from Kasumi. She didn’t have a high opinion of him, he could tell that. From the young age of 16, she seemed a fully mature woman of 19, Ranma felt inadequate to even think of taking her as a slave.
Nabiki’s look was far different than Kasumi’s. Her mouth was slightly parted, and as he watched she licked her lips lightly with the tip of her tongue. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he remembered what the guys had said it meant when a girl did that. Ranma could still feel the texture of her smooth cunt on his fingers, and the slick feel of slipping his digit up inside her. She been wet, very wet. He knew that meant she was excited by what was happening. But, did she really want to suck his dick? He’d always thought the guys were bullshitting him, but looking at him, he found the idea of seeing that mouth wrapped around his cock very exciting.
Ranma’s gaze lingered on Nabiki for a long moment, till a cough from Kasumi broke him out of his reverie. He turned back to her, but not before glancing at Akane.
Her gaze trapped his for a second. But, it seemed much longer. Something passed between them. Not like with Nabiki, but not like with Kasumi either. Kasumi projected an air of confidence and self assurance that made Ranma feel small and young. Akane’s look was a challenge. “You’re not man enough to be my owner,” it seemed to say. But there was doubt there as well, doubt that mirrored the doubt in Ranma’s own heart. If he didn’t know if he could handle being an owner, she clearly didn’t know how she would react to being a slave, and what it implied.
She’d been dry when he’d checked her virginity, and his gentle fondling had not moistened her enough to let him check, but when he’d grown frustrated and had roughly inserted his finger in her bottom, her body had responded, and she’d lubricated quickly.
Even as Ranma looked down at the words on the contract, he could not stop thinking about Akane. Nabiki was the kind of slave the guys always talked about, but there was something about Akane that drew him to her. Some feeling that it would be worth the extra effort to make her his slave. He knew that with her, the contract would not be enough, he’d have to be her master in fact, not just on a piece of paper.
All this ran through his head in a mess of conflicting impressions. He tried to gather his thoughts and re-read the contract.
Because of his level of excitement he found it hard to focus on the small typed text, so instead found his eyes being drawn to the large hand-written clauses.
Such as the one that stated he would never physically chastise his slave. Ranma frowned, the challenge he’d seen in Akane’s eyes still vivid in his imagination. That was not a normal thing now that he thought about it. He’d seen a master spank a slave in public for defying an order. He didn’t remember what the order was, but the image of her bare bottom being turned red by her master’s hand was vivid in his memory.
And his Pop had said often that you had to take a firm hand with a slave. They weren’t content unless they understood the rules and limits. Of course his Pop was an idiot, but maybe this time he knew what he was talking about.
“Well, are you going to sign or not!” Akane suddenly blurted out. “Which one are you going to take!?” Her voice was trembling a part of him noticed. She’s as scared as I am of this, he realized.
He looked up at the girls, and said, “I have to . . .”
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