An Experienced Woman Pt. 8 (Ranma 1/2) (Patreon)

Themes: Master/Pet, Dom/Sub, F/F, Breeding

Word Count: 2,516

Summary: Shampoo's taming continues. Can she really hold out for any longer in the face of Ranma and Kasumi's onslaught?

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Shampoo is mewling at this point. Days after her failed attempt on Kasumi Tendo’s life, the Chinese Amazon finds herself on the edge of sanity. She’s once again hanging from the ceiling, a position that the perverse married couple leaves her in quite often. Pretty much any time she’s not being bathed or allowed to use the restroom, Shampoo is hung from the ceiling, her holes on full display.

Ranma in particular has been making great use of her and is responsible for the mewling sounds coming from her throat even now. His big, thick cock plunges in and out of Shampoo’s tight pussy from behind, his meat rod slamming into her again and again. And she’s enjoying it, far, far more than she wants to. This isn’t the first time Ranma’s fucked her today, but she had been left along for the last hour, until about two minutes ago.

Her mewls are swiftly turning to moans and Shampoo tries her best to ignore the pleasure, to pretend it isn’t happening, but ultimately, she cannot control herself. An orgasm wracks the young woman’s body far faster than it would have before this had started. Ranma and Kasumi, they were reshaping her, both in mind and soul. Her flesh was more sensitive, and her cunt grew wet far too easily.

Ranma’s hand comes down on her naked, reddened ass and Shampoo cries out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy. He knows her body too well at this point, perhaps even better than she knows it. The young man squeezes and kneads her butt cheeks and Shampoo can’t help but pant, her eyes half rolling up in her head as a bit of drool escapes her lips. 

His touch, combined with his cock so deep inside of her… Shampoo shudders and cums once again, her body spasming and shaking in Ranma’s grasp. She can feel him pulsing inside of her. He’ll cum soon as well, he’ll fill her with more of that white, hot seed of hers. Shampoo wonders if she’s pregnant yet. She probably is. He’s certainly cum inside of her more than enough times over the last few days.

Her body tenses up in anticipation and trepidation as she feels it coming, the release that she doesn’t even realize she’s been waiting for, longing for. 

And then Ranma stops. He pulls out of her and Shampoo’s eyes go wide as she twists and turns to look at him. She doesn’t have to turn far though, Ranma is walking around to the front of her, one hand holding his cock and the other one running along her naked, sweaty, bound form. He comes to a stop in front of her face and smacks his big hard dick against her cheek.

It’s a testament to how far she’s already fallen that Shampoo doesn’t even consider biting at the sensitive member. Instead, she whimpers and looks up at him with big, confused eyes. Ranma grins down at her.

“What? Is there something you want Pet? All you have to do is ask…”

Shampoo’s eyes widen as she realizes what he’s doing. At the same time, the poor young woman is coming to another realization… she WANTS him to cum inside of her. At some point, waiting for him filling her with his seed has become more about anticipation then trepidation. And now, despite her best effort to resist, Shampoo is actively disappointed about Ranma stopping. She wants him to go back to fucking her, right then and there.

But she can’t possibly say that, can she? Licking her lips, Shampoo’s eyes dart back and forth for a few moments. The Chinese Amazon feels like a trapped animal with no escape. There’s only one path left for her and as humiliating and shameful as it is for her to take it, Shampoo can’t truly stop herself, not anymore.

“I… I want you to fuck me.”

Her voice sounds awfully small, even to her own ears. As such, she’s not very surprised when Ranma grabs hold of her hair and pulls her head up, even as he leans down.

“What was that? You’ll have to speak louder my dear.”

Shampoo squeezes her eyes shut, but she’s not crying. Perhaps it would be better if she was. She almost wishes she was sobbing or railing against the injustice of it all or something, rather than panting like a bitch in heat, the place between her legs throbbing with need. She blames that place between her legs entirely for her resulting outburst in her broken Japanese.

“I want to fuck! Please Ranma! Cum inside! I n-need cock!”

Ranma chuckles, but he does not move back towards her twitching, dripping cunt. Instead, he tugs a little bit harder on her hair and looks Shampoo in the eye.

“Now… ask properly.”

For a few long moments, Shampoo is confused. She’s sure it shows on her face, her brow furrowing and her lips curling down into a frown. But Ranma just smiles and waits patiently and finally, Shampoo realizes what he wants. She blanches at the insinuation, at just what he’s silently demanding she do. And yet, in the end, Shampoo finds the words slipping from her mouth all the same.

“A-Ah… M-Master fuck Pet now?”

Ranma’s smile turns into a big, wicked grin and Shampoo feels both a fresh flood of arousal and like she’s just made the biggest error in judgement, even as the young man lets go of her hair and walks back to her lower half once again. His hands close around her waist and Shampoo squeezes her eyes shut as she feels his cock finally push back into her cunt. Whimpering, the Chinese Amazon bites her lower lip as Ranma begins to fuck her with deep, strong strokes of his cock.

She tries to hold it back, she truly does, but in the end, she’s crying out in ecstasy once more in only a few short minutes. Ranma is throbbing inside of her, his pace becoming sporadic and almost frantic. And then his seed begins to spurt into Shampoo’s womb, coating her pussy walls in white. Shampoo’s eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lulls out of her skull as she climaxes right then and there from the sensation. In that moment, the young woman is broken.

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The next day, Shampoo is no longer suspended from the ceiling. Instead, she finds herself on the bed. Her legs are bound together still at the shin and thigh, and her hands are tied behind her back, but Shampoo is just happy to be resting on the bed. She hobbles forward and half-leans, half-falls into Kasumi’s lap as the older woman giggles a bit, running her hands through Shampoo’s hair.

A moment later, Kasumi moans as Shampoo begins to lick and lap at the woman’s exposed pussy, slurping at Kasumi’s glistening slit. In short order, the oldest Tendo daughter is quite wet, her cunt juices dripping into Shampoo’s mouth as the Chinese Amazon goes to town on her mistress’ mound.

And Kasumi IS her mistress. If she’s going to keep getting fucked by Ranma, if she’s going to have his babies, Shampoo knows that she needs to be the perfect little pet. She needs to prove herself to both the owner of the cock she’s now in love with, as well as his beautiful, kind wife. Shampoo knows she owes her life to Kasumi Tendo, she knows that Ranma wanted to kill her. But while the old Shampoo would have resented Kasumi for the debt she owed, the new Shampoo is perfectly happy to try and repay it.

Her tongue goes up and down Kasumi’s cunt lips one final time and then Shampoo slides the tip of her flexible muscle deep into Kasumi’s pussy, causing the older woman to gasp in delight, her fingers curling tightly into Shampoo’s hair.

“Ooh, that’s the stuff baby. That’s a good Pet.”

To her ever-fading shame, hearing herself be called Pet only served to make Shampoo wetter. She wished in that moment that she could touch herself, masturbate while pleasing her mistress with her tongue, but alas, her hands are tied behind her back. She hasn’t yet earned the right to pleasure herself, not without permission. And so, Shampoo continues to go to town on Kasumi’s cunt, even as she herself whimpers and whines into muff in front of her, her round backside and wide hips shaking and jiggling as she squirms with need and rubs her thighs together.

Kasumi has her eyes closed and her head lulled back as she enjoys Shampoo’s enthusiastic tongue-work. As such, she doesn’t notice what’s going on until Shampoo brings her to her first climax. Pussy juices explode all over Shampoo’s face and Kasumi almost doubles over the bound girl’s head as she leans forward, eyes wide and mouth open, breathless panting coming out of it.

Shampoo happily drinks down Kasumi’s release and then she licks and laps at what she can that’s landed on her face, even as the older woman flops back onto her pile of pillows and smiles down at Shampoo with heavily lidded eyes.

“Good girl. And good girls deserve treats, don’t they?”

Shampoo only has time to feel a spike of eager happiness, before Kasumi is pulling her up the length of the other woman’s body by her hair. They kiss for a long moment, their lips and breasts grinding against each other. Kasumi’s fingers push into Shampoo’s needy cunt and the Chinese Amazon groans against her mistress’ lips at the sensation.

And then she’s being flipped around and the bound young woman quickly finds herself facing Kasumi’s pussy lips once more, this time from upside down. Even with Kasumi on bottom, her mistress proves to be in absolute control. The older woman’s legs wrap around Shampoo’s head and she pulls the purple haired girl in close, forcing Shampoo to quickly begin licking at her cunt again.

But this time, her own dripping wet pussy is on full display before Kasumi’s eyes as well and very quickly, Shampoo is squealing into Kasumi’s cunt as the oldest Tendo daughter in turn uses her tongue AND her fingers on Shampoo’s twitching mound. In no time at all, the bound girl is cumming all over Kasumi’s face, but then, Kasumi returns the favor as well.

The next hour is exhausting for Shampoo as her mistress runs her through her sexual paces and in the end, she flops onto her front and breathes shallowly as Kasumi massages and kneads her ass, chuckling from where she lies beside the bound girl.

“Very good, Pet. I think it’s time for your gift. Ranko seems to think so too.”

Blinking, Shampoo stiffens in surprise as she feels another pair of hands on her body, a pair of unfamiliar ones. Twisting around, the purple haired girl sees Ranma’s female form smirking at her wickedly, the red head easily groping Shampoo’s sweat-covered frame. Ah, it would seem Shampoo had a Master and two Mistresses then, rather than just a Master and a Mistress…

What was one more mistress though in the grand scheme of things? She’d already given up her dignity and everything else. Shampoo lets her eyes lull shut as she moans under Ranko’s touch. It feels pretty damn good. Finally though, Ranko pulls her from her prone position on the bed, ending the massage much to Shampoo’s dissatisfaction (not that she’d ever voice it). The red head pulls Shampoo to her knees and kisses the purple haired Amazon squarely on the lips, her tongue diving deep into Shampoo’s mouth as she moans.

Then Ranko pushes Shampoo onto her back and Shampoo swiftly finds the red head’s pussy lips right over her face. Ranko’s eyes meet her own as she grinds her cunt onto Shampoo’s mouth, and the red head smirks easily, even as Shampoo gets to work.

“This isn’t the gift by the way. Despite what Kasumi says, I’m not quite sure you’ve earned the actual gift. So you’re going to prove it to me Pet, by apologizing proper-like for trying to hurt Kasumi. This is a good start though. Keep it up~”

Shampoo does just that, her tongue diving into Ranko’s dripping quim with the same ferocity and enthusiasm as she’d shown towards eating out Kasumi.

“F-Fuck, that’s not bad…”

Kasumi giggles, even as Shampoo feels a flush of pride at the praise.

“Of course not Ranko~ I did tell you that she was eager, didn’t I?”

“Heh, yeah. Should have, mm, listened. A-Ah, just like that Pet, just like that. Earn your reward like a good little slut.”

Shampoo does just that, even as Kasumi slides three fingers into her sensitive puffy pussy. By the time she’s managed to bring Ranko to enough climaxes to satisfy the red head, she in turn has cum a few more times, leaving her quite tired by the point at which Ranko pulls off of her head and leans back, a grin on her face.

Shampoo watches nonetheless as the red head walks across the room and picks up a small box from the desk near the door. She walks it back over and smirks as she holds it out, presenting it like it’s some great prize to Shampoo. The purple haired girl blinks dumbly and looks down at herself, glancing pointedly at her sides where her arms are missing, bound as they are behind her back.

Kasumi is ahead of both of them though, giggling yet again as she takes a knife to the bindings and Shampoo is abruptly free. Free to grasp the small box that Ranko thrusts into her hands with a grin. Staring at it dumbly, Shampoo eventually reaches up and opens it, removing the lid to find a piece of fabric lying inside.

She pulls out the circle of fabric and sets the box aside, staring at it and feeling it out. Eventually, she realizes what it is. It’s meant to be a collar of sorts. Not one of those big leather things, nor made of metal… no, instead it’s a soft, comfortable fabric. Still, the word Pet stenciled in big golden letters on the outside of the purple choker is a dead giveaway to its true purpose.

Tears are streaming down her face as she smiles widely. Tears of joy fill her eyes and slip along her cheeks, even as she lifts the collar up and secures it to her neck. From what she can see, it could go either way. One could wear it so that Pet was on the inside, hidden from view, or one could wear it with Pet displayed proudly for all to see.

Shampoo made sure that Pet was facing outwards of course, and once it was on and in place, she felt herself straightening up a bit more, proud of her new accessory. Both Kasumi and Ranko are looking at her with big smiles on their faces that no doubt match her own. For the first time in a long time, Shampoo feels like she belongs.

She’s… she’s finally home.