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Taming a Tomboy	By : EricMartin Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 31473 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma 1/2 and I'm not making any money off of this.

Chapter List
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- 2-Owning a Tomboy
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Whistling cheerfully, Ranma held a bucket under the kitchen sink and filled it with cold water, making sure not to get any of it on him. It wouldn't do for him to become female. Not yet, anyway. Once the bucket was full, he carried it to his bedroom. On the floor was Akane, asleep after he had carried her there last night. She had already been sleeping when he had picked her up, completely exhausted after the intense fucking she had gone through. She was still naked, except for the collar he had placed on her. Ranma paused to admire her sleeping form, before hurling the water at her.

Awoken instantly by the frigid water splashing all over her, Akane sat up, sputtering. "W-what?! Who... Ranma?" Akane said, before backing away from him in fear, as the memory of the previous day's events caught up to her.

"Now, now," Ranma said, "a good slave does not refer to her Master by name."

"Master? Slave?!" Akane screamed, her eyes widening to almost comical proportions as Ranma's plan became frighteningly clear. "Ranma, you pervert!" With that, Akane charged, intent on administrating a severe beating on her fiancé turned captor.

Ranma stepped around Akane with almost contemptuous ease and lashed out, hitting several pressure points on Akane's torso. He grinned as he watched Akane collapse on her knees, helpless from the intense orgasm that raced through her.

While Akane panted, trying to recover, Ranma casually strolled over to a nearby dresser, where several useful... tools awaited. He picked up a riding crop, a very large vibrator (it wasn't quite as big as Ranma's own colossal cock, but it was still huge), a leash, a pair of thong panties, and some very special shackles. One end of the shackles was the standard size and shape to wrap around the wrist, while the other end resembled a kneepad, with about fifteen inches of chain attached to it from a D-ring at the very top, and there were two sets of them. They were designed to keep a captive (in this case Akane) on their hands and knees.

Moving quickly, Ranma went behind Akane, bent her over, and shoved the vibrator into her. He had no need to lubricate it; Akane's pussy was already very wet from her involuntary orgasm. Akane gasped as Ranma turned the vibrator on to medium power before pulling the thong panties onto her. They were slightly too small for Akane, making them a very tight fit. This was, of course, the whole point; as the tightness would not only keep the vibrator in her, but would actually shove it in deeper. Once the panties were on, Ranma grabbed the shackles, quickly attaching them to Akane's knees and wrists. With these new restraints on, Akane now had no choice but to stay down on all fours. Finally, Ranma attached the leash to Akane's collar and stood up, grabbing the riding crop. By now, Akane had already came a few more times due to the still vibrating toy in her, but she was still making a valiant, and futile, effort to stand up. Ranma got her attention by smacking the riding crop against Akane's buttocks.

As she let out a yelp, Ranma smirked and said, "Don't try getting up. Those shackles will keep you on your hands and knees, so you might as well get used to the position, Slave."

"I'm not a slave, you pervert!" Akane snapped, then cried out as the crop connected with her ass again.

"Wrong," Ranma said calmly, "you already submitted to me, remember?" He didn't bother to deny the "pervert" part.

"W-what are you talking about?!" Akane said, struggling to concentrate despite the unending stimulation in her nether regions.

"You called me 'Master' just before you went unconscious last night," Ranma explained.

"That d-doesn't count!" Akane said, "I, I w-w-was... AHHHH!" She couldn't finish her denial as she climaxed yet again around the indefatigable vibrator.

".... fucked stupid?" Ranma said, finishing her sentence for her.

"Y-YES!" Akane blurted out, before saying, "I mean, no!"

"Then what was it, Akane?" Ranma asked, completely unable to keep the smirk off of his face. He waited for his newly enslaved fiancée to reply, but when no answer came, he simply shrugged and said, "Oh, well. I guess it's not important. Instead of arguing, why don't we go for a nice walk around the house before breakfast?"

"W-walk?"

"Well, in your case I guess we could call it a crawl. Now get to crawling!" With that, Ranma smacked Akane across the buttocks. With a yelp, Akane began crawling forward to escape the stinging sensation.

For almost an hour, Ranma guided Akane around the household, smacking her ass with the riding crop when he thought she was going too slow, or just when he felt like it. Akane soon learned to turn when he pulled the leash to the left or the right. Finally, they came to a stop by the kitchen. Akane panted mindlessly, she had marks from the crop all across her rear, as one orgasm after another had caused her to periodically collapse; Ranma had responded to this by smacking her ass with the riding crop several times until she managed to get moving again.

Finally, Ranma had Akane stop. "Well, time for breakfast," he said while tying Akane's leash around a nearby table leg. He then reached around and cranked up the vibrator to full power. Akane cried out, convulsing uncontrollably. Ranma chuckled and headed into the kitchen to make breakfast. He didn't make a very complex meal, just miso soup and rice.

Ranma set down Akane's breakfast on the floor in front of her, before reaching behind her, ripping off the thong panties, and turning off and pulling out the vibrator. Akane sighed in relief that the inexhaustible toy was no longer inside of her, then noticed the meal before her.

"Well, eat up," Ranma said. Akane was to hungry to disobey, so she looked around for some chopsticks. Sensing what she was looking for, Ranma said "A good slave does not eat with chopsticks."

Akane glared at him before reaching into the rice bowl to scoop up some rice with her bare hands. She was interrupted, however, by the riding crop connecting with her ass with a loud "SMACK!"

"A good slave doesn't eat with her hands, either," Ranma said, before starting to eat his own breakfast. Akane stared at him in disbelief, then sighed in resignation and began to eat from her bowl like a dog, alternating with lapping up her soup. (Luckily, it wasn't too hot.) She was too hungry to put up a fight, plus she didn't want to receive any more smacks with the crop. After she finished, Ranma gave her a bowl of cool water to drink.

"Ran..." Akane started to say, but then noticed Ranma's glare and corrected herself, "Master?"

"What is it, Slave?" Ranma said, beaming that Akane was starting to learn her new place in life.

"I, um, have to go to the bathroom."

Ranma stared at her for a while, eyes narrowing, before deciding that she was telling the truth. Without another word, Ranma got up, untied Akane's leash from the table, and led her to the bathroom. Ranma took off the leash and the shackles, then opened the bathroom door.

"Well, go and do your business," Ranma said.

Akane obediently crawled into the bathroom (she didn't know if Ranma would punish her for standing up, but she did not want to take the chance).

Shutting the door behind her, Ranma went into the kitchen to clean up. He was just about finished when he heard a voice from outside screaming "WHERE THE HELL AM I NOW?!"

"Oh crap, not Ryoga!" Ranma moaned. Thinking quickly, he went into the Umi-Sen-Ken, got a glass of water, and sneaked outside. He came up behind the Lost Boy and poured the water on him. Ryoga didn't have time to react before the curse kicked in. Scooping up Ryoga's clothes before the pig had a chance to crawl out of them, Ranma twirled Ryoga above his head before releasing him, sending Ryoga far into the air. Putting the Lost Boy's pack aside, Ranma headed back to the kitchen and finished cleaning up.

Just then, he heard Akane coming out of the bathroom, and headed over to see her as she came out. Akane was walking at first, but when she saw Ranma coming, she immediately dropped to her knees.

"Good slave!" Ranma said, beaming. He undid his pants exposing the mammoth member Akane remembered all too well from the previous night. "Here's your reward!"

Akane swallowed nervously as she stared at the massive head of Ranma's cock mere inches away from her face. It was obvious what her Master- no, Ranma!- wanted. Not wanting another whipping, Akane meekly opened her mouth and thrust her head forward.

Ranma groaned as his new slave began obediently sucking his cock. The fact that she was perfectly aware of what she was doing, as opposed to fucked mindless like she had been last night, made it all the more enjoyable. Even though he could have lasted much longer, Ranma decided not to bother and let himself cascade over the edge.

Akane nearly choked as what she could have sworn was gallons of cum flooded her mouth. She tried to bring her head back, but Ranma held her fast, forcing her to swallow frantically to avoid choking. Finally, Ranma released her head. "How did you like your reward, Slave?" he asked smugly.

Akane wanted to yell at him, tell him that he was a pervert, that she would never agree to be his slave, but the words that came out of her mouth were: "Thank you for letting your slave girl suck you off, Master."

Ranma smirked and reattached the leash to Akane's collar. "Well, come on," he said, "We have more... games to play."

For several hours, Ranma put Akane through one humiliating exercise after another. He tied her up and whipped her breasts to his heart's content, made her beg him to fuck her, screwed her with carrots and cucumbers and made her eat them, and generally did everything he could to break her will and make her accept her new place as Ranma's slave. When dinner was ready, he served it in a dish on the ground like breakfast had been, but this time covered in his semen.

Finally, the day was over. They took a bath together (in which Ranma made Akane wash him), and then headed for bed. Akane was exhausted, humiliated... and TURNED ON. Ranma was well aware of this, and he kept fondling her all the way to his room. There, he stripped, laid Akane down on his futon, and prepared to fuck her brains out.

Akane gulped nervously as her Master got on top of her and positioned his titanic tool at her entrance. With a mighty shove, he impaled her on his massive shaft. Akane screamed, but it wasn't a scream of pain.

Ranma grunted as he started to thrust his hips back and forth. As with the previous night, it didn't take long before Akane was cumming her brains out. Ranma grinned smugly as Akane began to beg for more. He bent down to whisper in her ear while still fucking her.

"Isn't this much better than being free?" he said. "As a slave, you don't have to worry about anything except pleasing me. You no longer have to feel any shame, or really make any hard decisions ever again. Your Master, i.e. me, will do all that for you."

"Y-Yes M-Mast-ter!" Akane shrieked. "OH, MMMMAAAASSSSTTTTEEEERRRR!!!" she screamed as yet another orgasm went through her. How many was that, the back of her mind wondered. A dozen? Sounds about right. Her mind began to retreat as the "fucked stupid" look she had had last night returned, and she began to cry out incoherently.

Ranma, grinning like a madman, felt his own orgasm approaching and prepared to blow his load inside Akane. With a savage growl, Ranma thrust forward and shot a massive load of his seed in his slave's womb. (He had used pressure points to prevent pregnancy earlier.) Akane screamed even louder than she had already been as the biggest orgasm of the night (which was saying something) washed over her. Finally, it was over.

Ranma pulled out of Akane and sat up. His slave collapsed and quickly fell asleep. Ranma looked down at Akane and grinned. She was his. Now and forever, she was his.

THE END

Well, what do you think? Should I write a sequel, maybe where Ranma enslaves another girl? If so, who?
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