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Akane the Dominatrix!	By : MzD Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 22845 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: I do not own Ranma, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma! (And if I did you can bet I’d do the same
as Akane in this chapter!)

Oh and before I forget, Lemon warning….

Chapter 5

Shampoo watched from outside the dojo. She had been scared by the aura of
her great-grandmother, so she had fled to the nearest safe place.

To Ranma and the young Tendo girl. She had been treated so kindly by them.
Even in her magically fogged up brain knew it was dangerous to be around her.
Now she stood in horror watching as female Ranma was tied up and Akane Tendo
tortured her.

The only confusion being was that Ranma-Chan wasn’t yelling out in pain.
What Shampoo sensed was desire. As if Ranma-Chan wanted this.

"Do you want me to continue?" Akane asked her captive.

Ranma said nothing as she swayed on the rope. She had been told to stay silent
and didn’t want to speak. The closed fan that Akane held slapped down hard.

"Answer my questionsot; ot; She snarled. "Do you want me to continue?"

"Yes…" Ranma squeaked, though slightly muffled by the panties.

"Yes what?" Akane growled.

"Yes please mistress…" Ranma said quietly.

Shampoo gasped, her Ranma was begging for this attention. If the Amazon had
be free of any spells she would have either ran away or gone inside with murderous
intent. But she remained captivated by the lustful aura the pair was emanating.
The herbal enchantment had drained her of any so she was drawn like a moth
to a flame by their activities. She had no idea what to do or say. She only
knew that she wanted some of it maybe even join in.

~*~*~*~

Cologne dashed across Nerima in pursuit of her great-granddaughter. The child
was now a blank sexual slate for perverts to make their mark on. Her own sexual
orientation could be changed even by the spell and it would be permanent.
She had to save her or else Cologne doubted she would have any great-great
granddaughters.

She had no doubt where the girl was heading. The eye-drop spell between Ranma
and Akane would be reaching its peak. She dreaded to think what actions of
perversity those two were getting up to. If she was lucky she could reach
there in time and stop Shampoo fbeinbeing warped forever.

~*~*~*~

Akane smiled as she felt she was finally in charge of Ranma. The girl/boy
was at her mercy and though she knew this was only a spell. She couldn’t help
but feel the thrill of the situation.

She gazed into the blue eyes, the source of her enchantment. Akane knew without
a doubt how much she loved Ranma. She/he was perfect for her. So submissive,
yet cheeky enough to demand her attention.

Ranma-Chan stared back, the rabbit caught in the gaze of a hawk. By looking
into Akane’s dark chocolate eyes she could see every malicious and torturous
thing she wanted to do to her. Ranma could even smell the lust that was in
the room.

Without a doubt if she were in her male body right now, she would have the
biggest hard-on imaginable. She had never felt this turned on in her entire
life. If this was what being with Akane be like then she vowed to be her slave/husband
forever. Ranma loved her, even when he couldn’t say it. He would worship his
goddess for the rest of his existence.

Akane kissed the tip of Ranma’s nose. She was scared to kiss the lips. For
some reason her ard srd shyness remained in that area, but the nose would
do for now. She could do 101 other things to her. Number 30 involved pulling
on one of the bins that was wedged between her slit and backside.

As Akane increased the tension on the rope, it put more pressure on Ranma’s
clitoris and ass. The redhead couldn’t stop the gasp that escaped her.

"Does my pet like that?" Akane asked.

Ranma nodded a stray tear running down her cheek. It was not from the pain
but the overwhelming emotion.

The dark haired dominatrix ran her finger down the length of the rope. As
she scraped her nail against it a vibration against the cord and she followed
it down. It lead to where Ranma’s legs where held together. Akane stopped
her moments just at the point where her clitoris was.

“You’re extremely wet there.” Akane commented as her free
hand moved over her captives thigh, while her other stayed where it was just
at the pulsing wetness between Ranma’s legs. “You’re absolutely dripping with
female juices, not exactly manly behaviour.”

Akane put a big emphasis on the manly part to tease Ranma. His/her old fashioned
views on male and female rules annoyed her sometimes. Even though she was
guilty of falling for those rules as well. She couldn’t help but feel she
would have to train the macho ness out of him/her.

Akane grinned like a demon. Ranma watched her nervously, from her upside
down position. He wasn’t sure what Akane was thinking but she was completely
at her mercy.

Ranma knew that if she tried she could possibly escape; she had escaped from
worse. Yet Ranma wanted this to continued she liked being completely under
Akane’s control. Letting her fiancée small aistristrations on her young female
body and smiling underneath her gag.

*

Cologne hopped across the rooftops like a vengeful banshee. Her long silver
hair flowing out behind her like a whip. She landed in the Tendo’s garden
where she spotted her charge.

“Shampoo.” Cologne whispered trying not to scare the now vulnerable girl.
“You’re great-grandmother has need of you.”

Shampoo turned from her spying on the dojo to face her Elder.

“Shampoo here.” She answered.

Cologne sighed, relieved that her granddaughter had not yet succumbed to
the devious perversions.

“Shampoo!” A male voice yelled as he bounded over the wall. “Fear not I shall
save you!”

It was Mousse and he enthusiastically glomped Cologne and leapt back up into
the air.

“Do not worry my love.” He said to what he thought was Shampoo. “My silk
of contraction will keep you safe from the spells harm.”

The furious old woman tried to break free to hit the blind boy on the head
but the unbreakable silk had already tied her up. She knew that the silk of
contraction was a special material used to hold male prisoners. As the more
you struggled the tighter it got. Unfortunately Cologne had struggled so much
she could only hiss angrily as her mouth was covered in the constricting fabric.

“There is no escape Shampoo.” Mousse explained. “The silk is stronger than
steel and not even your old hag of a great-grandmother could escape it!”

Cologne’s eyes burned with fire as she heard the remark. She began thinking
of her revenge at the male Amazon.

Shampoo watched the event in horror as she saw how mad her great-grandmother
seemed. ‘I should not like to upset her further.’ She thought. So the young
Amazon decided to stay and watch some more.

Akane had gone back to slapping Ranma’s exposed bottom with her fan.

The voyeur girl jumped in fright each time the fan made contact. After one
particular hard slap she let out a gasp.

“Who’s there?” Akane asked anxiously. The seriousness of her situation dawning
on her. If it was her father…

“It is only Shampoo, Younger Tendo.” The Amazon answered bringing herself
forward.

“Shampoo?” Akane said confused. This was not normal behaviour as far as Akane
was concerned. She was half expecting the purple haired girl to bring out
a huge sword to kill her and Ranma. She was not used to being politely answered
by the girl. But she remembered the spell what Cologne had said. ‘This is
your own fault that Shampoo's being so submissive!’ Her angry words were still
fresh in her mind. Shampoo was now as submissive as she wanted her
to be.

“Listen Shampoo maybe it would be best if…” Akane said but stopped as Shampoo
was looking at her with such keen interest.

“I’m not going to tell you to do anything.” Akane said carefully. “I want
only to know what you’d like to do.”

Shampoo blinked as she absorbed the words. “Tell me what I must like Young
Tendo.”

“No I won’t tell you anything!” Akane snapped. “I don’t want a submissive
Shampoo!”

Ranma watched from the sidelines unable to speak. Akane’s panties where still
over her mouth and she feared what his now mistress would do if she did make
a noise. But with Akane’s back turned for so long that the spell had begun
to wear off. Ranma was starting to panic and even Akane was having her own
doubts.

“Look Shampoo…” Akane sighed scratching her head nervously. “I don’t want
another slave I have…” She turned to look at Ranma where she could see that
the redhead was struggling to break free.

“Ranma is something wrong?” Akane asked. “Or are you just wanting to run
away from this pervert.”

Ranma spat out the panties so he could yell. “Why do you always have to be
a stupid Tomboy and always jumping to the wrong conclusions?”

Akane glared straight into her blue eyes angry at his words but the spell
took hold again.

“Who told YOU that you could spit out those panties?”

“I got bored…” Ranma-Chan said mischievously.

“Shampoo take the fan and start hitting Ranma’s behind and the back of her
thighs.” Akane commanded. “It’s time that we taught you some lessons!”

“Tomboy…” Ranma purred glad that the attention wack ack on her.

Akane sauntered forward her eyes narrowed while Shampoo began her task of
slapping Ranma. The dark haired girl grabbed her fiancée’s chin and pulled
her face to meet her own.

“First things first little slave.” Akane growled. “You shall address me as
Beautiful fiancée, not as Tomboy. If you call Tomboy again I shan't play with
you and I will leave you hanging…. literarily.”

Ranma sweated as Akane pushed her free letting her swing on the ropes. “Yes
beautiful fiancée.”

“You will only be known as Slave, if you can’t take anymore I want you yell
out cookie.”

Ranma-Chan nodded her understanding.

“Now Slave; I want to tell you my little rules before I play with you.”

Ranma waited in silence her breath held.

"If you touch the floor the game shall be over and I'll send Shampoo
home." Akane explained.

The red head let out a small sigh, that didn't sound too difficult. Shampoo's
spankings where starting to numb her bottom. Ranma smirked 'This seems easy.'

The something up above her loosened and Ranma almost cried out as she saw
Akane cut an essential rope. The line covered her groin and without it her
bottom half was quickly moving towards the banned floor.

The Japanese girl chuckled holding the scissors as she watched her gender
changing fiancee struggling to keep hold. Ranma gritted her teeth, she'd been
given a challenge and Ranma Saotome never backed down from those!

Akane admired the determined look in her face. She knew that he/she would
never back down from a dare. Her smirk grew more evil as she began to make
it harder for Ranma. Akane's fingers wandered over the freed vagina of Ranma-Chan's.
As she fondled the folds of her slave she began to wriggle.

"Do you like that?" Akane asked her. "How about this?"
She bent down and kissed the swollen clitoris. Her lips softly caressing the
against the sensitive skin. All of her ministrations to Ranma though small
and minute where being heightened by the rawness that the spanking and ropes
had caused. It made every smooth caress feel hundred times more than it would
normally. The soft touch in stark contrast to the hard slaps.

A jolt of pleasure rushed through Ranma as Akane's tongue darted along her
slit. The boy/girl began to whimper as her hold on the ropes started to fail.
Her toes held onto a few supporting lines but it was a struggle to keep herself
off the floor.

Akane didn't help as her finger entered Ranma's hot flesh. The tender inside
clasped at the digit. Another entered filling the small virginal hole.

Shampoo watched as she continued to smack Ranma further down her thighs.
The Amazon didn't understand anything that was going on. She could feel a
all all choice at the back of her head objection to all this , but it was faint
and all Shampoo could think of was what Akane had said, 'I don't want another
slave...' All the girl could think what that meant was that perhaps Akane
wanted her to be just as commanding as Akane was. 'Is that what I must do?'
Shampoo wondered.

But the Amazon was brought out of her daydream by Akane who had grabbed her
fan.

"Sit over there Shampoo." She ordered.

The Amazon backed away unsure if she had done something wrong. All the while
she watched absorbing everything that Akane was now doing to Ranma.

The tomboy had now entered two fingers into her fiancee and was quickening
her pace. She moved back and forth inserting her two fingers into Ranma's
wet vagina. She even tried to enter three digits stretching her taunt skin.

Ranma squeaked, groaned and gasped with each movement. She had never considered
this was what sex was like. It was a completely new sensation for her. Akane
positioned her thumb so that it would keep the friction going against the
clitoris. All the while her three fingers kept moving in and out of Ranma's
of insides. She varied her thrusts as well, one delving in as deep as she
could go and others just flicking over the surface. It was beginning to get
far too much for Ranma.

She cried out as she felt a fire starting to churn inside of her. She had
felt something like this before when she had masturbateda maa man. But this
was different and so new. It kept building and building inside her until a
pulse of ecstasy washed over her. Ranma screamed in joy as she experienced
her first full female orgasm.

It was slowly followed by fainter waves of pleasure as Ranma was felt the
afterglow. Ranma moaned in pleasure his strength leaving her as she let go
of the ropes. Her head slumped onto the floor as she completely lost consciousness.
Her legs were sprayed in the air by the cord, while she dangled like a doll
on a string/

Akane stood up wiping her hand, the reality of her actions finally dawning
on her. With Ranma asleep the spell was completely broken.

"Shampoo..." Akane whispered.

"Yes, Young Tendo?"

"I think it's better if you go home."

"But I do not understand.." Shampoo objected.

"I said go home!" Akane sobbed. "I want to be left alone!
Go home and make your own choices Shampoo!"

The Amazon bowed to the crying girl, though still confused by what had just
happened. As she left Akane began clearing up her mess.

"This is worse than I thought." Akane said to herself as she untied
Ranma. "I've perverted Ranma and it seems Shampoo as well."

She curled her fiancee into a proper sleeping position and left to have a
bath. For some reason she was feeling incredibly dirty.

'Why did I talk Ranma into this?' She wondered as she climbed the stairs.

<Because you're the pervert.> Her secret thought said.

Akane grimaced and ran into the bathroom determined to get herself clean
again.

'I'm not a pervert, I'm not!'

*~*~*~*~*~*

Author's Note: Ah Akane's still in denial! I'll see if Ranma can convince
her otherwise next chapter and we'll find out what will become of Shampoo
who was the odd one out this chapter. And I promise I'll try and update!
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