[Episode 33371] [Episode 33371]Ensuring the continuation of the imperial line was a very important task and General Mille was going to do her best to make sure that it happened. Not personally, of course, because the leather clad general just didn't swing that way but she'd been given the authority to train and condition the seraglio, and to get creative. She was thrilled by the challenge and looked over the princesses gathered in the gallery with eager anticipation. She so loved her job!
As the haughty princess of the Ice Moon completed the day's collection of trophy wives, Mille strode forth, slapped her riding crop against her thigh and saluted her hand across her leather encased breasts. "Alright, ladies, let me welcome you one and all to Cloud City. I am General Millie, and I'm in charge of the security of the royal seraglio. That includes discipline, but if you stay on my good side I promise that we're all going to have such fun!"
She let the impression she made sink in. It was important to start out on the right high-heeled foot. "And now may I introduce you to your new master's mother, the Dowager Empress, Milady Nodoka."
"Oh, you are all so lovely!" Nodoka gushed as they curtsied to her. "My manly son is so lucky to have you!"
"He's going to be," Mille agreed feverently. "Ahem, I mean, they come from the very best bloodlines Mongo has to offer, of course."
"Waaa! I'm going to have lots of grandchildren!" Nodoka blubbered. "And they are going to be so cute and cuddly!"
Princess Leona sighed tolerantly around a hug and hoped the insanity could be bred out of the imperial bloodline. "So what is yon Emperor Ranma really like, Milady? I've heard that he's a strong warrior, and my father seemed quite impressed." Experienced warriors could appraise their skills at a glance (or so the Lion men warriors often explained to their wives).
"Oh, he's been trained in the martial arts since early childhood," Nodoka exclaimed proudly. "His father was such a strong, manly warrior and raised him to be a man among men!"
"He certainly did a good job of it," Mille observed. "The young Emperor found the dreaded Arena of Death beneath the throne room soon after the coronation and he's been using it as a personal training gym ever since. Its an amazing sight to watch (even I have to so admit) and I think that I'm going to have to put you all through a tough exercise regime to keep up with him in bed."
"We'll see about that," Leona said dismissively. "I know what warriors are like all too well." Lion men were brave warriors: fierce, proud, noble and courageous manly men. At least, that's the impression they wanted to give. In truth they spent most of their time eating, sleeping and grooming their manes, only occasional taking time out from this schedule for bouts of pleasuring from their harems or ritual combat to break the boredom. Lion men were pampered leaders who considered all work to be women's work.
So for Leona, being sent to serve in the Emperor's harem wasn't that odorous a task, really. It was a step up from whatever politically-arranged mating she might otherwise expect. She felt that an ambitious female could do well inside the imperial seraglio. "But it helps that the new Emperor is a real cutie!" she concluded her internal monolog aloud.
Several of the princesses expressed their agreement with that with approving sighs.
"Oh, there's more to the new Emperor than that," General Mille exclaimed. "He's already programmed the Imperial Defence Computers to produce amazing new designs of robots. He must be a genius, it's in the blood after all."
"Ohm, yeah," Nodoka hedged noncommittally. She'd been rather nervous about Ranma inheriting the role of Interplanetary Emperor and take charge of the IDC, but he managed it surprisingly well. Despite having an ancient but high technology base, the population of Mongo had a very medieval mindset. They could build and maintain their spaceships and blasters by rote, but few knew how or why they worked and, thanks to old "publish and perish" policy, even fewer had any ideas of how to make improvements. They needed Ranma to run the computers because nobody knew how to reprogram them to accept anyone else.
The truth was that Ranma couldn't change a light bulb but he was Japanese: he knew what space ships and giant robots were supposed to look like and, fortuitously, the central computers were very user friendly. His design suggestions were enough to fake innovation.
"Anyway," Nodoka changed the subject, "let's get you ladies prepared for your first night!"
"Not so fast, Milady," Mille exclaimed. "First we have to process the princesses through interrogation and conditioning. You can never be too careful you know, and it would cost my neck to send an assassin through to the imperial bed chamber." 'Besides,' she thought, 'I'm like a taste tester: I've got to put them through quality control first. Yum, I love that part!' "Right! Onward to the 'interview room'!"
"Can I help out?" Nodoka asked. "That way you can send one of these ladies to keep my son warm tonight!"
Mille thought about having the Emporer's mother help train his brides. 'Oh, she kinky! Just the way I like them!' "Wicked! So you like the traditional hands on approach to bridal training? I'll be delighted to have you! ... uhm, help that is."
Meanwhile, Ranma sighed as he let the warm bath wash away his cares. That diplomacy stuff was awfully tiresome, but he thought he handled it fairly well. He would have never guessed that the bedtime stories his father had told him as a boy would come in handy, but Mongo was surprisingly a lot like feudal Japan.
He reluctantly ended his long soak before he shrivelled up like Happosai and rinsed off with a brisk shower of cold water. It was so nice to be able to do that without turning female. He'd never have to worry about public baths again - not that he needed to with having the palatial apartments all to himself.
"You missed a spot!" Leona purred. "Let me get that for you!"
"Wagga!" Ranma jabbered. "What are you doing in here?"
"I'm here to serve you," she replied and tasted her lips as she eyed him appreciatively. She cocked her head and asked, "what are you doing on the ceiling?" 'And how does he stay up there? That's a neat trick!'
That hungry look made Ranma very nervous. "Never mind that? You're princess Leona, right? You look different and, um, What do you mean you're here to serve me?"
"With my body, of course," Leona explained and slipped out off her robe to show it off. "I've had my fur groomed, my claws buffed, my mane fluffed and my brain washed just for tonight! Do you like it?"
"Wagga!" Ranma repeated and lost his grip.
"Oh!" she cried as she pounced. "I'll take that as a 'yes', shall I, dearest!?"
'C-c-c-at grrrl!' Ranma panicked as she started to nuzzle his neck. 'Getitoffofme! TheyfeelssoniceandsoftandwhatthehellamIthinking?'
"Oh my, you are pleased to see me, aren't you?" Leona exclaimed with elation as she held her beautiful body against him. "Lady Nodoka was so right; you are a man among men! But do you know how to use the royal sword? Hum? Why don't you show me how?"
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