[Episode 115589] [Episode 115589]Nabiki’s mind was only now starting to come to grips with her current situation. She was a sex slave. More specifically, she was Ranma’s sex slave. Any doubt she might have had about that had been wiped out the night before as Ranma had used her body as he would, and she’d enjoyed it. It was the later, and not the former that truly made her his slave she knew.
If Nabiki had possessed any idea of how good sex felt, she’d never have reached eighteen a virgin. Even the anal sex had blown her mind. She’s always thought it was only something perverted men got off on, she’d never realized that it could give girls incredible orgasm’s as well. The oral sex had been almost as much fun. For a little while she savored a grudge against all the adults who’d conspired to keep this fact away from her. But only for a little while, she had more important things to think about. Namely, how were she and Ranma going to get back to where they belonged? She didn’t consider leaving Ranma behind, not for a second, not after last night. She was never going to let him loose.
Nabiki’s brow crinkled slightly as she considered her feelings for Ranma. Lust, lots of that, and an admiration for his body and what he could do with it. Admiration for his brain? Nabiki gave a snort. Not likely. He was still clueless. Any inclination on her part to fall down and worship at his feet? Again, not likely.
Nabiki frowned. Those didn’t seem to be sex-slave type thoughts. It seemed that the wish hadn’t really changed her at all, just put her in a situation where the natural course of events would grant her wish. She was still free to feel amused condescension toward Ranma. That was good, one of them needed to be able to use their brains if they were ever going to be able to get home.
She’d better keep quiet about that little fact, however. Didn’t want the locals to think she was not part of their little Stepford wives setup. Who knew how they’d react if they found out that she had free will, and was not about to let any man tell her how to run her life.
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“Mistress, it’s come!” No-chan said, as she padded bare-assed, and bare everything else, into Kimiko’s bedroom. Her voice contained a strong note of excitement. In her hands was a plain brown package, held as if it contained treasure, which in a way, it did.
Kimiko blinked muzzy eyes and stared at the blurry image of No-chan, and then over at the clock. “No-chan!” she growled, “What have I told you about waking me up at indecent hours?”
“Not to,” No-chan answered in a meek voice. “Do you wish to switch me now, or would you like to read them first?”
Kimiko seemed to consider the question. “Read first, switch later,”she finally answered, holding out her hands for the package. In truth her interest was as intense as No-chan, she was eager to see what Nabiki had fallen into. She gave thanks that she was considered stable enough to be trusted with the records, despite not being owned by, or married to, a government official. Her exemplary record of managing Soun’s accounts had earned her that much, even if she wouldn’t be able to touch the funds herself. That would be Nabiki’s job once she was certified, or if Ranma’s sold Nabiki before then, the job of the next qualified slave he owned. Kimiko frowned at the thought of Ranma selling Nabiki. She was young, she really needed a good stable, long term, relationship till she was old enough to deal with the sometimes harsh realities of being a slave.
Some minutes later she had two black leather jacketed folders laid out on the bed. Each one was open to a partially filled page laid out somewhat like an accounts document. “My, oh my, your ex has been a busy boy,” Kimiko murmured to No-chan. Fourteen confirmed pregnancies, two of them males, not counting Ranma of course. His next long term slave is going to have a truly marvelous portfolio to play with. Two-hundred million yen is a very nice figure.” Kimiko gave a chuckle. “Can you just imagine the expression on his face if he discovered how large his trust fund is?”
No-chan shuddered. “I don’t need to. I’d be far more worried about what he’d do with it.”
“Something foolish no doubt. There never has been a man who was able to manage their money. Look at how fast Soun blows through his allowance. They don’t know how lucky they are that we set up the trust funds for the poor dears all those decades ago. What with their government subsidies, and baby bonuses, a fertile man never need worry about money. Or at least he doesn’t if he has a slave or wife who is allowed to manage it. Just look at this, the regulatory body has all of Genma’s money tied up in low-interest funds. If the fool hadn’t sold you, he’d be worth a billion by now I bet.”
No-chan didn’t care about any of that. She was bouncing on her feet, which did wonderful things to her full breasts. “What about Ranma,” she asked eagerly.
Kimiko gave her an indulgent look and turned to Ranma’s stud book. “Well, let’s see. We have the four million yen a year trust payment. Since he’s been Genma’s responsibility, and Genma didn’t know about it, and couldn’t have touched it if he had, that makes sixty four million, and . . .” she trailed off as she ran a finger down the page.
No-chan had her hands clasped under her chin as Kimiko dragged out the suspense.
“Ah, here we are,” her eyebrows raised. “Not bad at all,” four confirmed, two boys. That raises his trust fund to a one hundred fourteen million,” not bad at all for someone his age. He has a great future ahead of him.” Kimiko closed her eyes and purred, “Nabiki-chan is so lucky.”
“My son is so manly,” No-chan cooed at the same time.
Kimiko’s expression turned into a frown. “Of course we’re going to have to make sure he doesn’t pull off a stupid stunt like his father did, and sells her for some quick cash for some stupid idea, like that training trip of Genma’s. It will be at least six months before Nabiki can be tested for acceptance into the great program. You know how newly-slaves are, eager to do their master’s bidding. They are the single greatest threat the program faces. If the men ever found out that we’ve been managing them for the last two hundred years, their male egos would be sure to make them do something foolish.”
No-chan nodded. “We must make sure Ranma is not as foolish as Genma. I don’t want Nabiki going through what I did.”
Kimiko blinked, and realized that No-chan was still back at the part of the conversation about Ranma leaving Nabiki. Well, she was entitled. After what the way Genma had behaved, she had a right to be hung up on the topic, not after all the years she’s missed out on raising Ranma. Unlike with girls, who could not be separated from their mothers, boys belonged to their fathers, and could be taken away at a whim. Kimiko grew thoughtful. Maybe there was way she could give No-chan some quality time with Ranma. It was too late for her to be a mother to him, but maybe she could be a slave? It was unconventional, but not unheard of. She’d think about it.
Kimiko didn’t give any thought to the fact that it would require Soun to authorize the transfer of ownership. She had him well trained.
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