[Episode 110308] [Episode 110308]While Ranma studied the girls, trying to decide between them, the girls were busily studying him. Kasumi was feeling a bit torn - on one hand, here was a boy who in a very near future would be owning one of them, and under the terms of the contract entitled to full use of whoever he chose. He'd already demonstrated part of that with the inspection, using his powers under just a provisional contract to tough her, to put his fingers where no one should ever have a right to put them. It was humiliating and degrading, that's what it was. But for some reason, it wasn't Ranma she was angry at - he'd been gentle about it, and he'd looked just as uncomfortable and embarrassed about it as she had felt. No, her father was to blame for putting them through this - him and Nabiki, for squandering the family coffers. And even Nabiki's part of the blame was minimal, as it was, after all, not truly the job of an adolescent to run the affairs of the family. Drat the weepy old drunkard!
But back to the matter at hand. From the look of things, being a slave, at least to this boy, wouldn't be the chore she had imagined upon hearing of this hare-brained idea that had been Father's last minute attempt to save the family. The contract stipulations weren't his idea, and she doubted very much that he was anywhere near ready to exercise them - most likely, her duties would be the same as they'd always been, housekeeping and cooking. And assuming her master could be trained to be as gentle when requiring her other duties as he'd been right now, it wasn't a very bad deal, although the necessity of it grated. Perhaps it might be even better than staying here? At least as a registered slave, her health and safety were guaranteed - if Father's continued bungling forced them into the Street, it might take ages to find a suitable owner and a good contract, and life on the Street wasn't kind to people.
Beside her, Nabiki was having similar thoughts. She knew, intellectually, that part of this situation was her fault. It had been her business decisions that had ruined them - there was no way around that. If she had been more careful, they wouldn't be sitting here now - or rather, they would, but they'd be having dinner around the table rather than wondering who of their number would be leaving tonight. For good, as far as any of them knew.
Another part of her was still reveling in the sensations she had felt during the "inspection". Sure, it had been humiliating and degrading, but boy had she been turned on! Ranma hadn't even had to touch her to make her wetter than the Tokyo bay, she had just had to watch him "handling" her sisters - the gentle caresses, the teasing, even the probing finger in Akane's anus - and imagine it was her. And then the guy spent three seconds, tops, on her - well, maybe a little more, but there was very little satisfaction to be found by the quick, almost clinical check she had gotten.
This last part wanted more - and more - and more - and it wanted it now. Faced with the prospect of being owned, she was fascinated, mesmerized. Nabiki was a woman who admired control, and craved it - or so she had always thought. But even this limited exposure to having another's will completely imposed on her was eroding that, at least now, with her libido firmly in control of her. Somewhere inside, the rational businesswoman parts of her gibbered.
Akane was scared - more scared than she had ever been before in her life. Even Kuno Tatewaki's blustering had never scared her this much, as even Kuno-sempai with his vast fortune would never be stupid enough to make good on his promise to make her a concubine if he could defeat her in battle - if he tried, he'd be flayed, salted, and hung to dry at the ward gates, same as any other dealer in unwilling contract slaves. But here her own family had forced her into a situation whereby she might have to give herself - all of herself - to a perfect stranger. All legally, and due to her signing of the preliminary contract, totally out of her control. She could say no, of course - but refusing her master could be seen as grounds for immediate dismissal, leaving her a street person. There would be no going back to her family - part of the formal sale involved the striking of the slave from the family registry, in order to be transferred to her owner.
Speaking of which... So he wasn't bad looking. And he'd been as gentle as she'd let him be, even providing a distraction rather than forcing himself in. And he hadn't said anything about her shame, either - under the circumstances, it wasn't too bad. But he was still a boy - same as Kuno, same as the bloody Horde. Or was he a man? He hadn't done anything except what was stipulated in the preliminary contract - and she'd read that, same as he, and knew that until he chose which of them he'd leave with tonight, he basically owned them all. It was well within his rights to test them all out in bed, in order to chose which one he wanted - although he'd have to pay a small fine for breaking the virginity of anyone he didn't choose. But he hadn't. Maybe, just maybe, he could be trusted...
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