[Episode 219042] [Episode 219042]So he settled for poking at the rice mixture with his chopsticks and frowned slightly. "I don't know what that old bat's problem is, but I'm not too sure that I wanna keep up with this."
"You don't like the training?" Doctor Mizuno asked with a wry smile.
"Nah, the trainin' is fine. Heck, it's better than what I haveta go through with my old man."
"I doubt that anything could be as stupid as him."
"Huh? What's that?"
"Nothing. Really."
"If you say so," he muttered, heaving a great sigh. "I still don't wanna be stuck here eatin' this junk with you guys."
Makoto's eyes went wide before she let her shoulders slump. "Then you really don't like hanging around with me."
"No, no, no! Nah, that's not right. How'd you get that idea?"
"Well... you only seem to really focus on me when we're training...."
"You... you want me to do that?"
"Is that such a bad thing?" the green eyed girl complained, planting her hands on her hips.
He began to answer before he found himself stopping to look over his very first slave. It had been so long since he'd gotten her, and he'd grown so used to having her there that it hadn't been a problem to just accept her presence. Yet, as he looked over her long legged and well curved figure, he realized that she wasn't plain at all. In fact, as he caught sight of her soft lips, bright eyes, and silken brown hair, a deep blush spilled over his face.
"Nope. Nah. Ya are a really good thing. A good girl. Really good," he stammered.
"Okay...." Makoto allowed, her brow narrowed in confusion.
Kumori smiled at both teens as she turned her attention to the tall girl. "Don't worry. You should be pleased by his reaction."
"Really? But he doesn't seem to be comfortable."
"He isn't, but that's because he doesn't know how he should handle what he feels."
"I guess that'd be right, but if he's that bothered...."
"Not that sort of 'bothered'," the doctor drawled. "He likes you, dear. It's just that he won't push himself on you."
"Okay, but then what do I do?"
"Prove to him that you want his attention. Go to him."
She wasn't too sure that she understood what the older woman meant, but the small push that she got on her back made Makoto move before she could really think about it. That bothered her... until she found herself looking into her Master's deep eyes, and saw the nervousness in those blue depths. A need to be with him burned like a fire on a cold winter's night within her chest, and she wanted the chill of loneliness gone. So, rather than wait, she stepped forward and cupped his cheeks with her slender fingers. Surprise popped up in his expression, but she didn't stop as she leaned in and pressed her full lips to his, relishing in giving him her first kiss.
It took a moment for Ranma's shock to subside, but when it did, he began to realize that this wasn't all that bad. In fact, he really liked the feeling of their mouths pressing together, and having the warmth of their bodies heating along side each other. Before, his awareness of her femininity was an academic concept, yet at this moment, he was overjoyed to know that she was a girl. He could feel the urge to enjoy what she could offer begin to rumble within his body, but he merely settled for holding her in his arms. However, he couldn't stop himself from sliding his hands over her buttocks as he embraced the girl who was his first slave, discovering that her years of training in the Art had given her a rear that was firm, toned, and a delight to feel.
His touch surprised the teenaged girl enough to pull back just a bit, and she did so, she saw that he looked a bit abashed. Not that he seemed to want to give her up, and she could tell that he wanted her as a 'meal' of a different sort. Then again, she wasn't all that sure that she minded that idea, as her own need for something akin to that was growing. Her thoughts were so clouded with desire that she wasn't all that jolted when one of his hands came up between them to squeeze one of her breasts, seeming to be drawn to the weight of the full mound.
In reality, Ranma was drawn to her cleavage, having been curious about the large breasts that pressed against him so wonderfully. But as he felt the doctor's breasts pillow against his back, he stiffened up slightly and flushed.
"What's it with you boys and all that groping," Kumori murmured, her breath hot and heavy against his ears. "And this fascination with breasts.... It's so amusing."
Ducking his head, the pigtailed boy let his embarrassed expression speak in his stead.
"Oh, don't worry. You weren't doing that bad a job. It's clear that she's still quite interested."
"She... you don't...." he whispered under his breath.
"Hmm? You want something?"
"She is willing...."
A small smile crossed the doctor's lips. "Yes. Yes, she is."
"And you don't... mind?"
This time, the doctor gave off a short laugh. "I wouldn't say that I'm not a bit envious, but we're your slaves, Master. We come to your bed at your pleasure, whenever you feel like it."
"But if you could...."
"Master, dear, if I could be your wife or even just your girlfriend, I'd be more bothered, but this is about making us all happy. And what's going on now is part of that."
"Then you want to...." the pigtailed boy began.
"I'm too excited to stop even if I wanted to."
"Ah. If that's the case, then she...."
"She wants you too. Right, Makoto?" Kumori asked airily. "You do have to show him."
The girl in question blinked for a little bit until certainty began to cross her features, and she started stroking her own hands over his body. From his neck, to his shoulders, down his chest, and over his belly, she let her fingertips roam over his muscled form, apparently wanting to touch it all. Everything felt ever so good, and she needed to get as close to it as fast as she could. And when she found a stiffness in his pants that was pushing the cloth out with its size and weight, she couldn't help but push her hand onto it.
Unfortunately, that was rather unpleasant for Ranma, and he gave off a yelp at the sudden discomfort.
"Now, now, that isn't something that you just grab. Ease off a bit," the older woman breathed, lightly guiding the now embarrassed girl's hand off of the hardness.
A little shame showed on Makoto's expression as she looked away. "I didn't mean to...."
"Yes, but what do you want?"
All that the brunette needed to do was to look her Owner in the eye, and he seemed to understand her desire. Pulling up her skirt, he slid his hands over the smooth curves of her legs, delighting her with his touch as he went to reach for her panty clad bottom. Nothing had ever felt quite like this, and it felt ever so good.
Ranma felt quite the same way, and he groaned with pleasure as he felt Makoto in a manner that he had never had before. It felt so wonderful that a part of him asked why he didn't do it earlier, but he ignored that voice in favor of discovering the sensual delights of his first slave's well curved body. With his slave doctor hugging him from behind and pressing small kisses against his neck and ears, he was in a place of amazing sensations that he wanted to dive right in to. Such passion was more than enough to make thinking pointless, and he moved right into the haze of desire with both lovely women, while:
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