Ryoga’s plan | By : PrincessLeah Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 11356 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
Disclaimer: I don’t own Ranma or any of the characters nor do I intend to profit From them. I’m simply a fan with a demented sense of humor. |
Chapter 7 Christmas fun.
The week long honey moon had been eventful. They had rode jet skis, went fishing, scuba diving and ate some wonderful meals prepared by expert chefs employed by the resort. Apparently when it was a fully functional beach resort. It had just been shut down for the entire week for their personal use. Ranma didn’t know how to feel about that. Nor about all the sex they had. Ryoga took her everywhere, on the couch, in the bedroom, even on the beach. She scowled remembering how annoying it had been getting sand in...certain places.
She blushed as she finished helping wrapping presents with her mother. She had bought everyone that was close to her some nice things. If she was going to be married to money she was going to use it when she saw fit. Ryoga had gave her personal cards and accounts as soon as they came back from the honey moon a month ago. She was glad that Ryoga was getting involved with family business as he had been gone almost constantly since they had gotten back. Out of the month she had only seen him two weekends. And out of those times he had been to tired to take her except for once.
“Something wrong dear?” Nadoka asked her seeing her daughter blush.
“No, mother. Just thinking is all.” Ranma said annoyed at the most recent command he had given her. Talking like a girl had left plenty of room for interpretation, evidentially thanks to her old man’s teachings girls spoke in a demure and polite manner. Even though no girl she knew spoke that way.
“You sure dear? Your not missing your manly husband are you?” She asked teasingly.
“What? No...I don’t miss him at all.” She said looking away blushing.
“Hmmmm, it’s getting a little tsundere in here me thinks.” Nabiki said as she walked in.
“I.....am....not....tsundere!” Ranma said almost shouting.
“Relax Ranma Chan. I’m just teasing. How’s the Christmas wrapping going?” Nabiki asked sitting down grabbing a present giving it a shake or two. Ranma slapped her hands away. “No trying to guess what your presents are!” She said putting the present under the tree.
“Ok...so what did you get my sisters?” Nabiki asked.
“Not a darn thing...” Ranma said trailing off feeling somewhat guiltily. Nabiki nodded. She could understand that. Kasumi basically stood by while Ranma was booted out. And Akane, the less said about her the better. She had recently started dating her friend Yuka to the chagrin of their father. Not that being lesbian was bad, just that after all the accusations of being a pervert, Akane went and did something she herself would have considered perverted not to long ago.
“So where’s Ryoga? Get him some nice things? Perhaps some lingerie for him to unwrap?” Nabiki said giggling. Nadoka put her hand over her mouth and tried not to giggle.
“No I got him a nice watch and some Armani suits. I d...don’t like having relations with him.” Ranma said blushing profusely. “Now now Ranma, don’t lie to your mother and sister.” Nadoka said smiling. After her disgust with her sisters and father’s actions Nabiki had packed her bags and stormed out. She begged Nadoka to add her to the Saotome Clan register and adopt her and a few short days later it was done. She was now Saotome Nabiki.
“What’s up with you talking....all proper?” Nabiki asked smiling.
“It’s this darn collar, the Yakuza demanded that I wear it. It makes a wife subservient to her husband. He can order me to do anything. It’s the whole shebang, don’t speak improper, don’t curse, always dress properly. Gah! I hate this collar.” Ranma said tugging at it. “And the worse part is, Ryoga was the one who gave that....ohhh I hate not being able to curse. Gave his uncle the idea of using me to call in father’s debt. Just so he could get revenge on me for ‘making his life...you know that fiery place where bad people go when they die?” She said pointing down.
At that Nabiki lost it and burst into giggles followed by Nadoka. “Hey it’s not funny!” Ranma said pouting. “We know dear, it’s just funny how you described hell.” Nadoka said smiling. “Well, all you have to do is give him a male heir and boom! Your free.” Nabiki said smiling at the thought of Ranma pregnant.
“Nope, he makes me take these birth control herbs from the Amazons. He said I haven’t suffered enough yet. He....I hate him.” Ranma said sniffling. “Have you heard anything from your parents yet mother?” She asked wiping her tears.
“Yes, I’m sorry they won’t help. They want to it’s just clan politics though. The Saotome Clan has never gotten along with Satori Clan. They did have lawyers look over the agreement though. In order to get out of the agreement we would have to pay the Yakuza the amount Genma owed in total for all his debts.” Nadoka said scowling. Her idiot ex-husband has really screwed them. She divorced him and declared him Ronin. Genma had screwed up leaving his personal seal during the training journey. It was child’s play to become clan head and it eased the divorce process also.
“How much?....” Ranma asked taking a deep breath.
“I hardly think it matters dear we can’t afford it.” Nadoka said looking away.
“Please mother, I have to know. Ranma said half pleading.
“1.2 million U.S dollars.” Nadoka whispered.
“A MILLION BUCKS? That no good piece of shhhhhhh.....” Ranma was really seething. Her ki responded to her anger and pushed against the magical restraints of her collar. It nearly sang as it vibrated against her neck. Ranma felt her ki partially slip the magical bonds and paused in her angered break down. She closed her eyes. And pushed again. She could feel the power boiling just below the surface. She thought about how her father had forced her into so many marriage agreements and stolen so much. How he used pressure points to make everyone hate her. The anger pushed her ki even higher and she felt a hairline crack in the embedded metal band around her neck. She pushed more and more until she heard knocking at the front door.
She opened her eyes and saw how Nabiki and her mother were pressed against the wall fearfully. “What?” She asked belatedly after a minute of silence. There was another knock at the front door. “You were glowing, not like how you used to when your aura would come out. Like under the skin sort of.” Nabiki said standing to get the door. “I’ll get it Nabiki. Said Nadoka standing herself. “Coming!” She called out.
She walked back in a minute later followed by Tanma Satori. Yakuza boss. “Heya kids!” He said smiling with a crazed look in his eyes. He was followed by two mountainous looking men wearing black suits. They both pulled out guns and pointed them at them. “So I hear ya talked to Ado Itsunagi.” Nadoka paled and gasped bringing her hand up to her face. The men lunged forward and grabbed her.
“Listen sluts, if you talk to anyone about our deal.... I SAID LISTEN!” He shouted grabbing Ranma and yanking her up to his eye level. “I will kill everyone you’ve ever known. Then I’ll put you, your new sister, and your mother into the dirtiest hell hole brothel I own. You’ll have aids within a week. Just to make sure you under stand....” He said suddenly slapping another collar on Ranma’s wrist.
“On your knees bitch.” Ranma hesitated for a moment to long and was slapped hard across the face. “I said on your knees!” He shouted. Ranma slowly crawled back to Tanma as tears poured down her face. He smiled when she reached him and un zipped his pants. Ranma’s eyes widened when he pulled out his engorged cock. “Suck it bitch. If even feel a tooth I’ll knock em all down your throat.”
Ranma reached a tentative hand out and grabbed his penis tenderly. Even Ryoga hadn’t made her suck his dick. She looked up into his hate filled eyes and felt more tears coming. “I said suck it! That’s a command! And I expect you to enjoy every moment of it.” A pulse swept over Ranma leaving her panting as she felt the heat from his penis deep into her hands. She slowly engulfed the head and felt another pulse of pleasure wash over her. “Mmmmmmmm.” She moaned out lustily.
Each bob if her head sent more and more shivers down her spine. Her vagina was clenching as if trying to milk something dry. She was feeling sooo empty. Without her knowledge her left hand trailed down to her skirt pulling it up. Soon her hand had moved her panties to the side as she slowly fingered herself in rhythm to her heads movements.
“Oh man! My nephew has a winner! I might just have to amend the agreement! Hear that Ranma Chan! After you pop out a kid for my nephew you can come live with me. Take note boys I want the lawyers on this ASAP.” Ranma shuddered at the thought of being his sex slave. Internally her mind was searching, looking for a way out of this torment. Her body may be enjoying it, but subconsciously she hated every moment of it. She was doing this with the wrong person. She shuddered at the thought of being between Ryoga’s knees sucking on his much larger cock. The thought sent her pleasure higher causing a muffled scream to find its way past her painted lips and around the cock shoved in her mouth. She suddenly choked when Tanma grabbed two handfuls of her hair and started fucking her face.
“Oh gods! You throat feels so good! Hey boys maybe you’d like a go at the whore?” He said laughingly. “Yeah I think she isn’t going to get the idea other wise. Tie those other two bitches up before you take her boys, I’ll be done in a sec.” He kept fucking her face making Ranma gag with every thrust. Soon he buried his cock so deep into her throat that her nose was nestled into his pubic hair. She felt him pulse a few times and had to hold down the urge to vomit. She knew she just swallowed his essence and it made her sick just thinking about it.
Soon she was being stripped by the two large men as her mother and sister watched helplessly. They were bound and gagged while they were forced to watch Ranma get ravished. “The boss had her mouth, let’s take her other two holes.” The next two hours saw her held up and spit roasted between the two large men in one degrading pose after another. The worst part was whatever the new collar they slapped on her reinforced the other around her neck. She couldn’t feel her ki again.
Also they ordered her to enjoy it. And at one point she was basically begging for it when they paused to torment her. When they finally finished she was tossed on the floor and told to dress. “Listen bitch, you forget about any deal you made before. My nephew is fond of you for some reason. But when he’s done, your mine. So pop out that kid for him and get your pretty ass ready to move in with your Uncle Tanma.” With that him and his men left leaving a sobbing Ranma on the floor and her mother and Nabiki still hog tied on the couch.
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