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Rego Corruptus (Path of Corruption)	By : modeac Category: Pokemon > General Views: 30627 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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REGO CORRUPTUS (PATH OF CORRUPTION)

CHAPTER 2- A PRETTY PICTURE

AUTHORS NOTES

AU of EP079 onwards- Based on a request by Verifiaman. Ash/Domino pairing but with Domino leading Ash down a path of corruption (hence the title)

This is a Drama/BDSM fic.

'This' means someone is thinking.

Italics alone means the name of something, i.e. Pokemon League.

Horizontal ruler (a line across the page) means a page break or large timeskip.

-X- means small time skips (like a few minutes) or a scene change, i.e. we start with Ash in a bar, then we go to Ash and Domino in an apartment- a scene change from a bar to an apartment.

Disclaimer; I do not own the Pokemon anime or any of the characters or ideas involved. This is non profit-I am not making any money from this.

"THIS. GIRL. IS ON FI-YAH!

THIS GIRL IS ON FI-RRE!

SHE'S WALKING ON FI-RRRE!"

The horrible, high pitched voice invaded Ash Ketchum's ears, ignited his brain and launched him out of his sleep and rolling around in agony covering his ears as pain like nothing he had ever imagined tore apart his mind. Fighting through searing pain, blurred vision and tangled up bed sheets he found the source of the assault; a digital alarm clock, cruelly set to play a pop music channel. Loud. He battered the clock frantically until the agonizing glass shattering pitch was silenced.

He fell to the mercifully soft bed, placing his arms over his burning eyes and gasping as he curled into a ball wanting to escape back into sleep; his eyes felt like they were on fire, his head throbbed like a drum, his stomach felt like its contents wanted to rise up and escape from his body.

A voice called out; "Sorry about that, I thought I turned it off."

"Wha? Who?" Ash forced his eyes to open. He looked around an unfamiliar apartment. He felt a wave of nausea as he realized he didn't know where he was. Images of the previous night flashed through his head; losing the match, running off, getting drunk, meeting a strange girl in some bar and then... Ash felt sick with embarrassment, he bent over almost hyperventilating.

"Ohhh this is not happening, this is not happening..." He muttered barely audibly.

"You're awake. How's the head?"

Ash looked up; all thought of physical discomfort disappeared as he saw a very naked, stunningly beautiful blond girl, walking towards him with a tray with juice and a sandwich on it. Ash's mouth fell open and his eyes bugged out. He began making a series of squeaks, grunts and other strange sounds as his horrified eyes darted all over Domino's uncovered body.

"Here this drink will help with the hangover." She stood in front of the gawking, stammering teen completely unfazed by her nakedness.

They stood completely silent, unmoving for several long seconds until Ash turned away red as a tomato.

"W-will you please... please... put some clothes on!?"

Domino stood there still holding the drink out, with a baffled, look on her face. She looked down innocently.

"Oh, sorry about that. I like walking around my apartment without the confines of clothes." She placed the tray with the drink and sandwich on the bedside table with the alarm clock and turned away.

Hard as he tried Ash couldn't help but stare at Domino's spectacular backside as she walked away with a sway in her hips as she moved.

"My name's Domino in case you forgot." She said chirpily.

Ash grabbed the drink and gulped it down desperate for something to distract him from the naked woman in the unfamiliar place he was in.

-x-

A few minutes later...

Domino was now dressed; in what looked like an outfit for jogging; black spandex pants that ended mid thigh and a white tank top that wrapped around her upper body flattering her stunning voluptuous figure while seemingly struggling to hold her impressive cleavage at bay. She wore sneakers and had a pair of earphones wrapped around her neck. Her hair was back in its unique two curl style. But what caught Ash's attention most (after her stunning breasts and awesome ass of course) was that she had a belt of pokeballs around her waist.

Ash, was now dressed too- in a pink dressing gown that was too small for him. The colour and flower pattern on it was more than somewhat effeminate and he didn't have any underwear (though Dom had offered to lend him some of hers) but he wasn't in a position to complain.

He stood, nervously, trying not to ogle to stunningly beautiful young woman before him and struggling to think of something to say to the woman who he had recently slept with despite him knowing nothing about her besides her first name.

"You're a Pokemon trainer?" He asked pointing at her orbs excitedly. It was a better conversation opened than; "Are the wounds caused when I bit you last night bothering you?" Or "How are you feeling after I fucked you half to death while drunk?"

"I am. I already fed them today, while you were asleep, I was about to go for a run, then do some training at a practice field. Want to come?"

Before he could answer, a strange digitised tune broke out- the official Pokemon League theme tune- the ringtone for his Pokedex. He looked around in annoyance then saw the device on a set of drawers. He picked it up and read it seeing a number of missed messages; the most recent from his mother said "Come home.".

Ash felt guilty at making his family worry.

"It's my Mom... she must be worried about where I took off to yesterday..." He said aloud

He looked at Domino, now going through warm up stretches. He didn't know what to say to her.

"My family called. I need to go. Can we... talk later?"

"Sure, I look forward to it."

Ash shifted awkwardly still naked except for the pink gown he held around him.

"Ummm... where are my clothes?"

Dom looked up while still athletically touching her toes. "I hid them."

Hid?! Where?! Why?!" Ash asked shocked.

"I'm not going to tell you." She said playfully.

"What?!"

"Unless..." She moved into a hands and knees position onto the coach.

"You spank me."

Ash froze solid in disbelief. He stood and stammered. "Wha- no! I'm not gonna... why would you... forget it! I'll find them myself!"

He began looking through the apartment, rummaging through drawers, in the closet as Domino watched.

Ash thought he'd hit gold when he pulled a large bag out from under the bed.

"Ah ha!" He turned victoriously to look at the blond who looked back at him slyly.

"AH!" He shrieked girlishly and jumped back in fright as he opened the bag to reveal an assortment of twisted gear; a black leather paddle, a long, thin whip, a cat o' nine tails and a few things he didn't recognise.

"I was thinking about having you use one of those things on me but I didn't want to push you." Dom called over casually.

"Please tell me where my clothes are." Ash pleaded. Dom snorted in distaste.

"Don't get what you need so you beg? Didn't work out well for you with that Charizard in your match did it?"

Ash's eyes flashed with rage, the feelings of helplessness, of humiliation before so many of his peers, friends and family rushing back.

"Tell me where my clothes are!" He demanded.

Domino looked excited, even aroused. "Better. But you need to take control to get what you want."

She settled back into and all fours position.

Ash looked disturbed. "Why do you want to be... hit?"

"I need it. Just like you need to man up if you want to get the things you deserve. You won't get to be a champion or even a truly great trainer if you're some uncertain, frightened little kid." She said the last sentence with venom in her voice that was surprising coming from the usually bright and bubbly girl.

'Then again I don't know anything about her how the hell do I know what she's like usually?'

Ash stepped behind Domino looking down at her, at the bare ass perfectly shaped between athletic and voluptuous. Standing ramrod straight he nervously reached out with one hand briefly touching Dom's ass with his fingertips before snapping them back.

Dom looked back over her shoulder and tutted.

Ash looked around as though looking for an escape route. He gulped, reared back his hand and slapped Domino's ass hard.

Smack.

He grimaced at the sound of the contact. They remained frozen for a moment- Ash because he couldn't believe what he'd just done. He was about to apologize desperately when he was interrupted.

"Keep going." Dom demanded. The blond turned to him, the look in her eyes scared him reminding him of the previous night. He slapped her a second time, softer.

Smack. "Harder." Smack. "HARDER!"

Smack! "If this is the most backbone you've got no wonder your Pokemon don't listen to you!" Ash scowled in anger. SMACK! He hit her so hard her whole body was pushed forward by the impact. Domino giggled. "Too bad you don't show this aggression in your matches-" SMACK! "They're quite slow-" SMACK! "-And timid actually." SMACK!

Ash began slapping Dom with both hands, randomly, faster, harder on both spandex clad cheeks, her body almost bounced back and forth like a bronco. Through it all the eccentric blond never stopped taunting Ash; criticising his skill, his commitment, his guts, his intelligence, his desire... everything he was and had ever done.

Finally Ash stopped and the blond didn't complain. Ash's hands throbbed and looked visibly red from its activity, he could only guess what Domino's ass had suffered beneath the spandex that couldn't have her given any protection.

Domino stood up. "Thank you." She spoke as though refreshed. She removed the cushions from the coach she had been kneeling on and revealed Ash's clothes- neatly folded.

"Here you go as promised." She presented the clothing, smiling as though she was some kind of maid. Ash just stared at his hand, still feeling the warmth from Domino's rear end.

He had enjoyed that.

-X-

He was not enjoying this.

Ash sat at a table at the restaurant of the Indigo Liberty hotel where he was staying. For the past few minutes his friends and family had been taking turns chewing him out;

Professor Oak annoyed him by lecturing him about the unprofessionalism of running off after losing a match- that a true Pokemon trainer had to learn to lose with dignity and good humour.

Delia Ketchum had made him feel guilty by saying she was afraid for him.

Brock worried him by asking him what could have happened with his Pokemon as they were left alone at the Pokemon centre. Fortunately, the former Pewter Gym leader had picked up his Pokemon for him and now Pikachu sat on his shoulders again.

Misty... was just pissing him off, rehashing what the others had said. Judging him while adding in a couple of insults. The throbbing hangover that had vanished when he was with Domino had reappeared in full force.

"You should be more like Richie." Misty chided.

Ash froze. 'Richie, the one who took advantage of my weakened Pokemon...' That caused something in Ash to snap.

Ash stood up, grabbed Misty under her arm, pulled her roughly out of her chair. He spun her around and pushed her into the table. Misty was quite tall and hit the table stomach first bending her over it. Ash put his left hand on the small of Misty's back holding the struggling redhead pressed down onto the wooden table. Everyone stared in silent shock as Ash reared back his dominant hand and drove it down into Misty's spandex clad ass with a loud slap.

Everyone in the restaurant- half a dozen tables and two waiters- stopped and stared (some spat out meals or choked). Back on the Ketchum party table Misty's thrashing knocked over cups, the contents staining Misty's yellow shirt. Even passersby on the nearby street stopped and gawked at the obscene spectacle.

"Ash! You freak! I'm gonna gmmphh!" Misty's rant was cut off by Ash picking up a napkin and cramming it into Misty's mouth, gagging her.

Ash slapped Misty's ass hard and fast, enjoying the redheads muffled cries for him to stop and the feel of her slender body beneath his hands...

"Are you listening to me?"

Ash blinked and looked around, confused and shocked at a vertical, non-spanked, but still angry Misty Waterflower. He looked around at everyone and blushed deep red as he realized.

'I had a daydream... about spanking Misty?!' What the hell is wrong with me?!' He realized something else.

"I need to go to the bathroom!" He rushed off red faced with embarrassment, hoping no one saw the massive hard on he had received fantasizing about spanking Misty.

-X-

Ash got to the bathroom, he soaked his face in cold water, mercifully alone.

"Pika? Pika?"

Alone except Pikachu who had followed him.

"What's wrong with me?" Ash guessed.

'What the hell is wrong with me? First I abandoned my Pokemon, got drunk and had a...'

He gulped, still not being able to process what he had done recently with the weird girl.

"Pikachu... last night I met someone... a girl... she's weird... but I like her I think."

"Pika?" The electric mouse didn't know what to feel about that.

"Well she's beautiful, funny... weird, she's a Pokemon trainer... she's weird..."

It then occurred to Ash that he wanted more than a one night stand with his blond, unhinged mystery girl.

-X-

Indigo Arena, Hours Later...

Returning to the table to his friends and family had been awkward to say the least- Ash had lamely said he'd eaten something that disagreed with him. No one had challenged him on his lie but they had chewed him out some more and made him promise to attend Richie's match later that day.

The young trainer had spent the rest of the day with his Pokemon confused over what was going on with his life. He was convinced he'd failed as a trainer, remembering Domino's claim that he needed to be more in control to get what he wanted (he couldn't deny that he'd enjoyed dominating the eccentric blond while at the same time it felt really weird).

Now he ran through the rain, it had poured down for hours now and Ash was soaked in water and chilled to the bone by icy winds.

He entered the Indigo stadium, Pikachu leapt out of Ash's jacket where it had been taking cover and shook the rain out of its fur. Ash shook himself in a similar fashion. He stopped in his tracks, all enthusiasm disappearing as he saw the poster for the matchup; Richie Jayne vs some girl called Assunta Aoi.

'It should have been me in that match... damn Charizard...'

But it wasn't his match- it was Richie's and Ash had promised he'd watch it.

He'd reached the lift inside the Indigo Stadium when the doors opened. He felt shock, fear, arousal and happiness all within milliseconds when he saw Domino. He didn't understand how one person inspired so many different feelings in him- then again despite sleeping with her he didn't actually know much about her. Ash looked her up and down. She wore a bulky beige raincoat and carried an umbrella. She made even that ensemble look sexy.

Dom suddenly squatted and grabbed Pikachu.

"You must be one of Ash's, nice to meet you."

"Wait! Pikachu doesn't like-"

Ash was about to warn her about the incoming electric shock, when he saw to his astonishment Pikachu writhing in content as the blond girl rubbed his cheeks expertly.

"Good hands..." He then cringed as he realised how the girl could take that statement.

"You'd know wouldn't you?" Dom replied slyly.

She looked up while continuing to minister to the electric mouse. "I wasn't sure you'd show up here. At the match of someone who doesn't deserve it."

Ash looked at her confused.

"You should be out there battling, not that cheap copy." Ash shifted uncomfortably- shook by the usually cheerful girl's verbal assault.

"He didn't cheat... he beat me..." He said weakly, not believing it.

"He took advantage of your weakened, exhausted Pokemon. Only a coward needs to do that. If your Pokemon were at full strength you'd have wiped the floor with him." She said the last part with a savage smirk which Ash found scary and sexy at the same time.

-X-

A few minutes later...

Ash and Dom sat in the stadium seats, near the back. Somehow Dom had gotten a ticket right next to Ash, she didn't say how. At Ash's insistence Pikachu had gone off to meet with Misty and the gang so he could talk to Dom alone and hopefully find out something about the girl besides that she liked rough sex and corporal punishment. It was raining and the roof for the arena had been damaged by a Pokemon attack gone off course. The crowd, in an impressive display of fortitude, braved the weather, with coats, hats and umbrellas, Domino herself shared her umbrella with Ash bringing the device so close it obscured the pair.

Ash and Dom sat watching the first match finish, Richie vs Assunta was second and now both trainers entered the arena.

Dom offered a huge bag of popcorn to Ash with her right hand. Ash ignored it focused on someone he considered his friend not a day ago but now hated.

'It should be me down there. I deserve it more than him. I-'

He froze as he felt a hand rub against the inside of his thigh, gripping tightly then releasing. Ash looked at Dom who seemed to be ignoring him and watching the match.

'She's not gonna do anything... not in public with so many people watching...' The red faced Ash shifted in his seat noticeably as the hand moved up to his groin putting considerable strain on his growing manhood.

"What are you doing?!" He hissed grabbing her hand and trying to move it.

"Ah ah. Stop it or I move the bag of popcorn." Ash looked down confused and saw that the bag was strategically placed to block any view of the improper handling.

Ash looked around red faced at the people surrounding him; left, right, in front, behind, any could see the lewd conduct.

Ash bit down on his lower lip and gasped in shock as fingers reached his jeans zip and slowly eased it down.

The slender hand reached inside Ash's jeans and began rubbing and squeezing Ash's cock through his underwear.

'Please let that be all. Please let that be all.'

Dom wasn't finished. Her hand withdrew almost all the way out of his jeans before the fingertips moved forth again and penetrated into his underwear. Ash practically spasmed in his seat squeezing the armrests of his seat so hard they almost broke off as Dom's slender fingers came into direct contact with his cock, squeezing, then rubbing up and down, first straight up and down, then twisting up and down.

'Oh Jeez! Oh hell! Oh God!' Ash couldn't keep sounds of hissing and gasping in, it was only the sound of rain and some cheering from the crowds that kept Ash from being discovered. Between the fear of being caught and the amazing job the crazy bitch was doing on his cock Ash felt dizzy, like he was about to black out.

Suddenly she stopped.

Ash blinked as Dom placed a drink in front of his face.

"Soda?" She asked as though she wasn't committing lewd conduct in public. Ash gulped the cold liquid down desperately.

"Stop this now!" Ash hissed with as much authority as he could muster.

"Make me stop. You know how."

He looked around. At Dom. At the crowd. At the match. His match. He looked back at Dom.

He harshly twisted Dom's wrist and finally got it out of his pants.

"We're leaving." He said struggling to refasten his pants. He stood and began moving past other seated spectators, slightly hunched over, hoping, praying no one saw his companions' handiwork had a significant impact on him.

-X-

A young woman walked down the hall; tall and slender with milky white skin, violet coloured hair with intelligent eyes of the same colour. She wore unflattering baggy trousers of again violet colour along with a white button up shirt.

She was Anabel Lila. Also known as the Salon Maiden, recently appointed Frontier Brain of the Battle Tower. She was returning to her seat after a bathroom break (she shouldn't have drunk so much soda). She and the Battle Frontier owner Scott had come to watch the Pokemon Indigo League so she could observe other Pokemon trainers in a noncombative manner. That wasn't exactly what the eccentric loud-shirt wearing entrepreneur had said exactly but the intelligent young girl got the meaning.

"Wha...?!"

She gasped and stumbled as suddenly a wave of emotion hit her like a tidal wave; anger, lust, pain, joy. They threatened to overwhelm and drown her.

'These... are human emotions...'

It was unusual for Anabel to be able to sense emotions from anyone other than Pokemon and these were stronger than any she had ever felt. Against her better judgement she followed the feelings to a closed janitor's closet. Cautiously she approached as she heard more noises coming from within. She pressed her ear against the door curiously.

-X-

Inside, Ash and Domino went at each other in a coupling that wasn't in any way romantic but desperate, passionate and violent with hands scratching as much as touching and clothing being pulled down, up or (in the case of Dom's bra) being violently torn off rather than gently removed. Domino herself was currently bent over a well worn white box her head touching the wall. Ash had got behind her (not easy in the cramped space) and was now pounding into the bent over blond while holding tightly onto her shoulders. They could both hear people walking and talking outside the closet only a few feet away from them. Domino spread her legs wider as Ash held onto her plump thighs tight enough to bruise as he moved faster and harder into her.

Ash's ass banged against the door as he pushed back and forth in the bent over woman.

They both moved awkwardly in the cramped closet. Dom straightened up and leaned back into Ash, kissing him as he leaned over her shoulder.

-X-

'Are they...?'

Realizing what was going on inside, Anabel looked around. To her right there was a corner, she went around the corner and saw a ventilation grate. Without really thinking, the normally somewhat prudish girl walked up to the grate hoping to spy on something very improper...

Standing on a conveniently placed box she looked through the grate...

Anabel's violet eyes and her mouth widened as she saw two strangers, a somewhat short but well built dark haired boy, the other an athletic yet voluptuous blond girl were having sex. Both had their tops off, the males jeans were wrapped around his upper thighs with his significant manhood out and at work. The girl's trousers were awkwardly wrapped around her ankles. On the floor were coats, jackets, an umbrella and a torn bra.

The Salon Maiden stood there stunned by what she was seeing.

-X-

Ash sat on a box. Domino sat atop him speared on his cock somewhat awkwardly since her trousers were wrapped around her ankles. She pushed her hips back and forth holding onto both sides of the closet walls as she began moving back and forth in his lap. The box Ash sat on collapsed in on itself and Ash heard something break inside causing Dom to giggle and try to suffocate him in her cleavage not unlike the previous night. Ash responded by biting into Dom's ample tit flesh making her lean back in ecstasy freeing him and granting him air. Ash's hands released Dom's thighs leaving red marks where they had been and moved to grope the blonds' tits, squeezing, pulling and pushing the pliable flesh up and down, away from her body and squashing them back together.

-X-

Anabel's eyes locked on the girl's breasts. As the pair wrestled on the floor the mounds bounced bringing Anabel to notice (much to her annoyance) that the stranger's breasts were much larger than her own. She put a hand over her mouth, like a lady shocked at seeing something uncouth as she watched those breasts as they were mauled by careless male hands.

The Salon Maiden felt an unfamiliar warmth build up in parts of her body, it was disturbing, nevertheless the violet haired girl's hands went to her lower regions touching herself nervously as she watched the pair as they tangled.

Anabel idly wondered who she was spying on, the male looked familiar.

'A competitor perhaps?' The blond looked like a fitness model or at least had the physique of one, voluptuous, curving in all the places boys liked, (as opposed to Anabel's taller, more slender figure that she hid under unflattering clothes) yet just by looking at the girl Anabel could tell her body was capable of great feats of strength and agility. Maybe she was a professional athlete or something...

The Frontier Brain stood as red and helpless as a tawdry schoolgirl as she saw and heard what they were doing; it wasn't the light touches and slow, nervous movements she was familiar with, it was quick, painful, even violent. All she could do was watch in awe and get hotter and hotter as less than three feet away two people continued to have sex oblivious to her presence.

Ash stood with his back to the closet door as Dom kneeled on the floor pumping his cock shaft with her right hand while licking and kissing the tip. She took more and more into her mouth.

Anabel stared at the cock of the unknown male admiring it involuntarily.

'It's... so... big...' She dumbly thought.

Anabel burned everything into her impressive memory, the movements, the sounds, their faces.

A noise somewhere down the hall snapped Anabel out of her almost trance like state

She adjusted her clothes in embarrassment and walked away from the scene extremely aroused and embarrassed and praying no one saw her.

-X-

Back inside the closet Dom was slammed against the door hard, the blond wrapped her legs around Ash's waist hooking herself on her partners cock within her. Her strong hands pulled Ash's jeans further down allowing her to grip Ash's ass, stabbing into his cheeks and trying to pull them apart while the Pallet native banged her against the door with each thrust into her. Ash held Dom's head to him almost affectionately as they approached climax not caring about anything else in the world...

END CHAPTER 2

AUTHORS NOTES

Misty is wearing her second anime outfit here- a yellow, sleeveless jacket with a blue collar and red midsection with short, form-fitting shorts. Anabel is dressed as in canon.

Richie's last name comes from his voice actor Tara Jayne. Assunta was the trainer who defeated Richie in canon. Her surname comes from the Japanese word for blue.
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