"This really strange, but I guess I must have agreed to this," Ranma finally said over Akane's shoulder.
"Right." Akane was thinking really hard about herself. She didn't think she would have had something like this. It sounded kind of perverted. But to be Ranma's Mistress? That seemed to appeal to her a lot!
"Whatever you two. Just read the contract so you understand the basics and don't break it on your honor now." Nabiki shrugged and walked out.
With her gone, they quickly picked up the contract to understand its specifics. They were... odd to say the least.
They started to read the specifics, that basically boiled down to these things.
1) Ranma is master when male. Akane is master when Ranma is female.
2) They have to "share" master/slave time by 50%.
3) Akane can not turn Ranma female on purpose while a "slave".
4) Ranma can not become male on purpose while a "slave".
5) You have to follow any "reasonable" order while being "slave".
6) You can exact "revenge" while "master".
7) Legally, they are married, but this is a social contract and honor is tied up in it.
Ranma just stared at Akane. Well, it was her idea. Maybe she'd get bored of it after a while and they could just have a normal marriage. "Well, I guess I'm 'Master' now."
Ranma comment jarred Akane. Oops, that was right. Well, if this was her idea, she had to go along with it. "Yes... Master." That was going to be hard to get used to.
The boy took a moment to think. "I'm hungry. Follow me." Ranma walked downstairs and looked around. Only Nabiki was present, doing some paperwork. "Guess we missed lunch then," Ranma said wistfully. "Is Kasumi around?"
"Nah, she said she had to run some errands. So, you guys understand what you got yourselves into?" Nabiki asked very casually as if it bored her.
"I think so," the boy muttered. A speculative look was on his face for a moment. "Well, we'll just have to fend for ourselves. Slave, go make us lunch! Now!"
Akane flushed dangerously. She'd show him! She stalked angrily off towards the kitchen.
Nabiki grabbed Ranma. "Hold up. You know her temper, so you know how tough this is. I think she's trying to do this for self-control training or something. So you have to be firm!"
Ranma could see that, vaguely, so nodded. Everyone was weird in Nerima, he thought to himself. He followed Akane into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" he almost yelled out.
"I'm making lunch, Master!" she snarled out.
"Lunch usually means food. Stop! What can you make? And don't lie about it," Ranma said with a dangerous hint of steel in his voice.
"I'm a good cook!" she retorted!
In a blur of movement she was suddenly bent over Ranma knee. Swat! Swat! "Tell the truth!" Swat! Swat!
"I am a good-" Swat! "-cook!" Swat! And then a moment later, swat! Akane realized that he wasn't going to stop! "I can make noodles! You know that!" Swat! That was starting to sting badly! "I can make a decent curry! That's it!" Swat! Tears were in here eyes. Damn him. "I'm a poor cook. That's all I can make."
She was tensed for another spanking, when Ranma carefully set her back on her feet. "Good. Slaves should be punished when they lie. Make us some noodles. I will watch," he said afterwards.
Self consciously, Akane filled a pot with water and set it on the stove. She reached for a package of noodles, only to have her hands slapped. "What?" she almost snarled.
"Look at what you are putting into the water," he simply said. But his gaze was very hard and unwavering. Quit non-Ranma, really.
Akane snapped her gaze to the box of noodles, only to realize that it wasn't noodles but starch. Blushing furiously, she started to rummage in a cupboard, looking at several packages until she found the instant noodles. She poured in the noodles into the water. She glanced over at Ranma worriedly. Would he find something else to punish her?
"Very good, Slave! Now we have to watch the noodles for five minutes!" he said with a smile.
Praise was not what she'd been expecting. She blushed again. The minutes passed by quickly and Akane poured the instant noodles into several bowls and set them on a platter. Very carefully, she carried them into the dining room, where Nabiki was sitting there with a casual expression.
"Smell good, Sis." The older sister took a bowl and started eating. She really was surprised. The noodles were decent.
"Yes, very good, Slave," Ranma said with a smile. "Probably the best food you've cooked."
"Thank you, Master!" she replied with a smile. She finally cooked something all on her own! Well, under Ranma's... supervision.
Nabiki smirked to herself. Time to change the rules. She stood up with her bowl and just accidentally knocked a cup of water onto Ranma. "Oops. Sorry, Ranma."
Akane's expression turned calculating as she finished slurping her food. "Slave, clean these dishes and then change into your Gi. I'll be waiting for you in the Dojo."
Ranma opened her mouth to complain, but snapped it shut. "Yes, Mistress!"
In minutes, they were both out in Dojo, staring at each other. Ranma uncertainly, while Akane looked expectant. "Slave, I wish to practice. I want you to push me as hard as possible. I want you to really spar with me!" Akane announced.
Ranma just looked confused, but nodded. What was with Akane and wanting her to spar seriously with the other girl?
They started to practice. It was very obvious that Ranma was not really pushing her very hard at all. "Stop!" Akane said. She licked her lip as she thought. "Kneel down and put your head onto the ground."
The red-haired girl winced. She had already figured out that she was about to be punished. Well, that was better than actually hurting Akane. She kneeled down as directed. Ranma was surprised when Akane suddenly twisted her left arm behind her back, giving her very little room to break free.
"Slave should be punished for not following orders!" Akane said as she started to swat the other girl.
Ranma was very used to physical pain, so this didn't immediately start to affect her. After about a minute, the pain started to mount. When would Akane stop? "Er, Mistress?"
"Are you going to really spar with me?" Akane asked demandingly while still spanking her.
She had to think about that. Well, maybe she could tell her no. "No, Mistress!"
Akane's frown deepened and she started to swat harder. "Why not? I ordered you to! Or does your word mean nothing?"
Oh, crap. How to get out of this? "I-" Swat! "-just can't!" Swat!
"Why not?"
Swat! "I can't hurt you!" Swat.
"And Taro won't if I get into a fight?" she asked archly even as she continued to swat her, though more slowly.
This was really starting to hurt. And she did not liking feeling helpless like this. "I'd protect you!" Swat!
"You can't protect me all the time! What about Kima?" Akane said with a hurt voice.
Ranma's blood turned cold at that calculated comment. "I just can't bear to see you hurt!" she finally said with emotion.
"What hurts me worse, Ranma? Practice or someone trying to kill me?" Akane stopped spanking the other girl.
"I don't wanna hurt you at all."
Akane stood up. "That isn't how life is, Ranma. Stand up, Slave." She waited for Ranma to stand. "Now, spar with me for real!"
Taking a deep, ragged breath, Ranma nodded. She didn't like it, but she had to. Too much was riding on it now.
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