"Over here, tomboy." Ranma called back from a corner.
Akane was confused. Why was Ranma calling her a tomboy again? She thought that they had gone beyond that. Ranma had certainly seemed to appreciate her femininity and taken advantage of it since she had given herself to him. Had she done something to displease him?
As she walked over to where Ranma was sitting she realized that her master was in his cursed form and still wearing her spare slave-girl outfit.
Even without the collar Ranma looked very good in it. Full breasts barely contained in the vest-like top and the hint of her red-furred delta peaking out underneath her far too short skirt between her splayed legs. No wonder Ranma called her a tomboy. How could she possible compare to that?
"What's the matter, Akane?" Ranma wondered apparently noticing her distress. "Come over here!"
Akane obeyed and moved over to the other girl. Once she was close enough Ranma reached out with one hand and groped her breast.
"What's my favorite tomboy so upset about," she asked while gently kneading Akane's tits.
Ranma did care! Akane chided herself for having been stupid. She might be a tomboy, but she was Ranma's tomboy and her master still appreciated her breasts even if they were not as big as the ones of Ranma's girl-form.
"Nothing, Master," Akane replied happily, enjoying the feel of her owner's touch.
"What do you know," Ranma muttered to himself when he saw her smile again. "It does sometimes work for comforting distraught slave-girls"
"Master?" Akane asked in confusion.
"Never mind, Akane, I was just testing a theory." Ranma dismissed.
"So, what are you doing here?" Akane enquired.
Ranma was surrounded by various odds and ends, books and scrolls and what seemed to be the entire contents of the gift basket full of marital-aids he had gotten from his mother.
"I have been trying to prepare myself for my next lesson," Ranma told her. "Trying to teach the boys how to be a proper master has shown me how little I actually know about it. I have been reading the books mom gave me, but there isn't really all that much in there."
"Do you want train a bit to gain some more practical experience in dominating slave-girls?" Akane suggested hopefully.
Ranma looked her up and down considering her offer.
"Later," he finally decided, "We can train together to hone our skills in domination and submission later, if you like. You would like that, wouldn't you?"
Akane would indeed like that. She shivered involuntary as Ranma continued to gaze at her attentively.
He had been doing that a lot lately: looking at her like she was an enemy in a fight that he was trying to read, giving her choices and then observing her body-language. Like wondering out loud whether she would be more comfortable staying tied up or having her hands free while they made love. The gag had prevented her from giving a verbal answer and Ranma had not removed it or her other restraints that evening.
Ranma did not need to hear her speak to understand what she really needed. When they had talked about Akane's lack of underwear — apparently there had been some misunderstanding about the scope of her original orders — he had decided that Akane would be better of without any undergarments beneath her school-uniform for most of the time, no matter what she had said.
He had also become quite good at telling when Akane needed a real punishment and when she was just feeling playful.
"It's not really that stuff that I have problems with" Ranma said interrupting her thoughts.
Akane banished her fantasies from her mind to pay attention to her master. There would be time for that later.
"It's the theory behind it," Ranma revealed. "I think I know what it means to be a master but I have trouble putting it in words to get it across. I have been trying to use pop's teaching techniques but I don't think I am getting through."
"Your father's teaching methods?" Akane wondered concerned.
"Yes, I have been pushing them into acting stupidly until they get fed up with the hurt and pain and start doing it the right way out of rebellion. Because, you know, the best way to convince someone is to let them think that they come up with it themselves," Ranma outlined his strategy. "I had some success with that and it worked out great in sifting out those who weren't serious about the whole thing anyway, but I fear that I am not reaching everyone who is determined and prepared to suffer."
Akane had to agree determination and the willingness to take punishment were in abundant supply for many of the perverts of her high school. They would come back day after day to get painfully knocked out on just the prospect of winning a date.
"I think it would help if you spelled it out more clearly to them," she suggested.
"That's what I have been thinking too," Ranma agreed, "but I have had trouble putting it in words. I thought that I might find some helpful stuff in the books I got from mom, but they are more about being manly in general. There is some practical advice on things useful to know for a slave-master, like tying up people, but little on the theory and philosophy behind slavery. I even ended up raiding the old leech's treasures for scrolls and books on the subject. He hordes all kinds stuff, you know. And I found some interesting reading that might be useful."
"Do you think that this is wise, Master," Akane asked cautiously.
Happousai was a pervert! She doubted that any good could come out of the knowledge he would accumulate.
"Don't worry, Akane," Ranma assured her, "I left some of your bras and panties where I took the scrolls so he will be to distracted to even notice that anything is gone when he returns."
Akane considered this. She concluded that she would not need as many sets of underwear if she wasn't allowed to wear them too often.
"And Happousai really had something that gave you insight on the philosophy behind master-slave relationships" Akane asked doubtfully instead of commenting on the underwear issue.
"Well not exactly," Ranma admitted, "but he had some scrolls on sensing sexual energy and other stuff. I think it has to do with how he recharges by groping and stealing panties."
Akane wondered If that meant that Ranma could see when she was aroused or if he might grope her and use her as a personal battery recharger in the future.
"I thought that might be helpful to teach the students," Ranma continued. "Like being able to sense a slave's mood, but most of them aren't very good martial-artist and would have trouble just seeing an someone's battle-aura. Maybe I can rig up something similar with some of the other stuff from the scrolls, but part of it sounds suspiciously like magic. I don't know If I like that. I have had bad experiences with magic and pressure points in the past."
"Are you sure about that?" Akane didn't want to criticize her master, but outside martial-arts Ranma really wasn't all that scholarly and she had serious doubts about the whole idea.
"It is all explained here in these scrolls. Anybody who knew about manipulating and sensing chi might do the first part. Making a tool to help others do the same doesn't sound so hard. The scrolls say that you'd need rare ingredients but they aren't that rare. We could get some of them delivered by simply ordering dinner. And the sort of artefacts it gives for examples aren't really as legendary as it says either. We run into stuff that works like that all the time," Ranma claimed.
"Well, if you say so," Akane replied, then reminding herself that Ranma was her master she added with more enthusiasm. "How can I help you with your studies?"
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