I'll Never Tell

Mousse watched with a smile while a four months pregnant Ranma took on both Kuno and Ryoga. She was a dripped mess of cum because they’d been at it for hours. Mousse had fuck her first as he didn’t like sloppy second and had done her three times before turning her over to her ‘playmates.’

Mousse knew that she longed for a monogamous relationship with him, ring and all. That is why he loved to bring other men and force her to fuck them for his amusement. It was a gorgeous insult to the proud martial artist that the same men she used to spar with and reject now used her body as their plaything. Mousse had approached Ryoga and told him who in fact the ‘Chinese whore’ was. Ryoga’s face had lit up when Mousse had proposed that he could arrange for Mousse to fuck her former enemy whenever he wanted. He liked getting his revenge this way and Mousse enjoyed watching.

Ranma’s face was a mask of shame as she lay on her side with Kuno in her aching cunt and Ryoga in her ass, she gasped when their large cocks moved in tandem so they could feel the other male’s through the thin membrane that separated the two holes. She was stretched to the limit as her lover watch. She cast an imploring glance at him; this caused him only to jerk his well used cock. Mousse was a true sadist and loved watching her pain and humiliation, which is why he used her enemies to punish her this way. She gasped when Ryoga reached forward and lightly brushed her clit until she had a full body orgasm and cried out in release. “You like that Ranma?” he said smugly. “You like being fucked like the bitch you are?” and slammed so deeply into her vitals. She moaned in distress.

“You know I don’t” she cried.

“Then why do it? Tell us to take our cocks out of you and leave you alone” Ryoga said, giving both of her tits a greedy squeeze.

Tears sprang to her eyes “you know I have to if Mousse tells me to” she cried.

“Whatever, I don’t care as long a I get to fuck you. Just think, all this time that I was trying to defeat you when I could have been fucking you. Now I’m going to cum in your ass and you’re going to clean me with your mouth” Ryoga said and with a yell, came into her bowels. “Come on Kuno, move her onto her knees so she can suck me” Ryoga said.

“Not a problem, I can fuck her in either position” Kuno said and their large hands quickly repositioned the unhappy girl. Ranma shivered to see small participles of her shit clinging to his dick.

“No, I can’t” she said twisting her head away.

“Ranma darling it’s impolite to leave a mess, clean up your guest like a proper hostess” Mousse said.

“Please it’s too disgusting” she implored with large eyes.
“Remember what happened the last time you defied me!” Mousse said sharply.

Ranma gasped, she remembered all too well. She refused to let him pee on her, so he’d given her an enema and taken her out for dinner at a nice restaurant. She’d had to suffer and clench throughout the entire meal, right down to coffee and dessert. Finally he’d let her use the ladies room. She’d been so embarrassed how she’d stunk it up the place at her release. She reluctantly opened her mouth and Ryoga triumphantly slipped it in. She nose wrinkled in repentance as she cleaned him free of fecal matter and then got a load of cum shot down her throat. This caused Kuno to cum with a bellow and then he made her clean him of his come and her pussy juices.

“Wow that was incredible” Kuno said, he felt completely spent and happy. “Nothing like visit our personal whore to finish off the week”

“She’s always happy to serve” Mousse said. “Say thank you to the boys and that you loved them fucking you”

She looked at them with just a hint of defiance in her eyes. “Thank you for fucking me Kuno-kun and Hibiki-kun. I really enjoyed it” she repeated.

“We’re always happy to oblige, Miss Ranma” Ryoga said in insult.

“Think you guys could get it up one more time? We should really show her our appreciation” Mousse suggested and stood over her and started jerking his cock. “Lie down Ranma, we want to come on your tits” he ordered. The other two boys happily complied and soon Ranma was covered with come, it was on her breasts, on her face and in her hair. She was a real mess and they made her rub it into her skin like it was a lotion. The other two martial artists got cleaned up and departed.

Ranma lay in the filth and stared up at Mousse, he offered her his hand “you need a shower” he said. She didn’t bother resisting, she just lay back in the tub and spread her legs and pussy lips. Mousse grinned at how well trained she was and then held up his dick. The first golden spray hit her in the face and she opened her mouth obediently to catch a precious mouthful and gulped it. Mousse paused and then moved to the end of the tub until his golden stream found her clit, she whimpered as its warmth hit her most vulnerable place until the pressure of it sent her over the edge and she cried out in orgasm.

“Now you can get cleaned up” Mousse said and watched while she showered. Her waist was thickening and her buttocks were a little fuller, but she still looked beautiful. Mousse thoughtfully picked up the clothes that she’d been wearing. A ruffled pink blouse, a lace trimmed skirt, silk bra and panties, black stayups and medium high heeled shoes. The old Ranma hated wearing girl’s clothes, now that she was under his control these were all she wore. He picked her clothes for her, everything frilly and girlish and she had to wear them.

She now lived at the hotel that Mousse’s friend owned and worked as a chambermaid. She had to move before her pregnancy started to show and Mousse visited her almost every day to use her. These were the only times she was truly happy. His friend knew about their little arrangement and didn’t interfere as long as he was paid with Ranma’s cunt and breast milk, he had a mommy fetish.

Ranma came out wearing just her dog collar, she automatically knelt at Mousse’s feet and awaited her instructions. He patted her head as if she was actually a dog. “You’re a good girl now, when I met you you were this horrible creature, all loud and a braggart. Now you’re practically perfect” he said.

Ranma smiled, it made her happy when she pleased him.

“Ranma whose baby is this?” Mousse asked touching her belly.

“I don’t know, it might be Ryoga’s or it might be Kuno’s. I’m a slut who can’t fuck enough men” she recited as she was expected to.

“Aren’t you glad that I’m taking care of you and your bastard?” Mousse asked.

“I’m so grateful I will do anything for you” she cried.

“Why can’t I marry you?” Mousse said with an edge in his voice.

“You can’t marry me because you love Shampoo and I’m just your whore” she said.

“That’s a good girl. Would you like to sit on my lap?” Mousse asked her. The pathetically grateful girl clamoured up and Mousse played idly played with her body as she proclaimed her undying love for him and covered his face in kisses.