Ranma - Let's Fuck

Ranma - Let's Fuck 8

"So let me get this straight...Ryouga rapes you, Ranma fucks both your sisters,
and then one of them molests you...and you're okay with this?"

Akane Tendo grinned around the mouthful of rice that was currently crammed
in her face and nodded cheerily. "Pretty much, yeah!" she giggled, swallowing the big
chuck of rice ball she'd bitten off while her friend was questioning her.

"I'm starting to agree with Shampoo...you're one weird chick," Ukyou Kuonji
laughed, shaking her head in amazed disbelief at the happiness which was almost
visibly radiating from her friend. "Who would have thought that the boy-hating
tomboy would turn out to be such a slut?"

Akane shrugged her shoulders, turning her face to feel the breeze that was
blowing over the roof of Nerima High School. Since Ranma had been abducted by the
rest of the boys in their class to play soccer, Akane and Ukyou had decided to enjoy the
fall air themselves, and taken to the roof to eat their lunch. It hadn't taken long for the
sharp-eyed chef to wonder why Akane had been sitting funny all morning, and, since
the two girls were such good friends and rivals....

"Well, I guess it's alright if you're happy with it," Ukyou said with a grin, as she
popped the last of her takoyaki into her mouth. When Akane just grinned again and
nodded, Ukyou leaned forwards, a girlish, conspiratorial grin on her face. "So...how
was it?"

Akane just quirked an eyebrow. "Which one?" she asked with a smirk. "I've
gotten quite a lot of 'it' recently you know..."

In response, Ukyou stuck her tongue out at her. "No need to rub it in," she
pouted briefly, before going back to her former impish look. "Uhm...with Ryouga then,"
she said, considering. "I can't believe he raped you!"

"Well...it wasn't really rape," Akane said, thinking back with a wince and a
smile at the events of less than a day before. "I kinda let him, I guess...if it had been
real there's no way he coulda got so far," she began. "But...I dunno. It really felt right,
if you know what I mean? Ryouga's so dark and violent...you could always feel that
there was something really BAD in him, just under the surface..."

Ukyou nodded quickly, giving a thrilled little shiver. "Yeah, I know what you
mean," she said meaningfully, having been grabbed (accidentally) by the boy on more
than one occasion in the past, and having come away from the contact quite flushed
each time. "I can understand how you'd like that...to an extent. But...I mean, he
wasn't THAT rough, was he?"

Akane nodded, and Ukyou gaped in surprised. "Actually, if it wasn't for
Kasumi's medicine I'd probably still be bleeding now," Akane said, sounding completely
unconcerned about it. "I'm surprised I'm not in the hospital...guess all that training
toughened me up!" she grinned at her awestruck companion.

"And that...that was good? You enjoyed it?" When Akane nodded again,
Ukyou just stared incredulously at her. "What...being hurt feels good to you or
something?"

"Not just being hurt...although yeah, it does really turn me on to be hurt like
that...but the whole thing," Akane explained. "Being attacked, forced into an alleyway
like that...taken against my will...being violated and hurt by some unknown
attacker..." she shivered, eyes half closed. "Makes me hot just remembering it," she
admitted with a blush. "But like you said...I'm a total slut!"

Ukyou just shook her head wonderingly. "I can't compete with that!" she said
definitely. "A little pain...pinching, biting maybe...that's one thing, but no way could I
let someone take me like that! Is that how Ranma treats you?" she asked suddenly,
concern in her face. Was her own self-assumed fiancee too much for her? Her
consternation only increased when Akane nodded her head.

"Yeah...but don't look so worried, Ukyou!" Akane said quickly when her friends
face started to turn mournful. "Ranma's not really like Ryouga at all...he's only gone
really crazy on me one time, and it wasn't really painful...just...just humiliating," she
said finally, blushing hard as she remembered her doggy night. "Which works just as
well on me..." she admitted in a small voice. But seeing Ukyou's face was still rather
concerned, she brightened herself up. "But don't worry about it! Ranma's just an
amazing lover all around! You two will have a great time!"

Seeing the effort Akane was making to reassure her made Ukyou smile, and
the concern slip from her face and from her mind. "Geez, it sounds so weird to hear
that coming from you!" she laughed, and Akane joined her, appreciating the strangeness
just as much as her. "What did Ranma do with you...that one time?" she wondered,
curious at how Akane had reacted in telling her about it, when she had been so bold and
calm about everything else. "How did he humiliate you?"

And once again, Akane blushed...the memory itself and the effects that
remembering it had on her body were almost as powerful as the humiliation itself had
been on her. Nevertheless, it never even occurred to her not to tell Ukyou. After all,
she was her friend, right? And below that was an even darker, more powerful force
driving her...the need to obey. And so she started talking about that night, telling how
she had come onto Ranma dressed sexily, how she had come all over, how she had found
herself on all fours, cleaning the floor with her tongue, wearing a collar, naked, being led
outside and...

"He made you piss?" Ukyou asked breathlessly, her cheekbones almost as
flushed as Akane's body was, her legs squirming together unconsciously as she listened
to the story. "Did he make you...you know?" she asked eagerly, blurting out the words
in her excitement.

"Yes..." Akane whispered, fingers toying with her skirt while she watched
Ukyou's squirming from the corner of her eye, secretly pleased that her shameful story
was pleasing her friend so. "Right there under the big tree in the yard...he made me
piss and shit like a dog..." she went on, her own legs rubbing together.
"Afterwards...after he had let me come and I came....he made me bury them there
too..." she went on. They'd still be warm from her hands, she remembered...she hadn't
wanted to touch them, but hadn't been able to avoid it as she dug a small hole with her
hands and shoved them in there, covering them up to desperately conceal her shame.
She'd been revolted, the lowest she'd ever felt...but she had been so wet, so very wet
that Ranma claimed he could smell her from across the yard. And, though even
Ranma didn't know this yet, hadn't she hesitated in the bathroom afterwards, as if
unable to wash that filth from her hands...

Did Akane even know she was still talking? Ukyou wondered as she listened to
her friend's story through a pink-grey haze in her mind. She had no idea that her own
hands were now firmly clutched between her legs, pressing up against her pussy, clear
to anyone that had happened along exactly what she was doing. The whole story had
aroused her, she would be the first to admit...but the bits about the bathroom
play...that had touched something so deep in Ukyou that she barely admitted it even to
herself. But Akane's story, her humiliation, her obvious arousal, was doing quite a lot
to push that hot, heavy feeling to the surface.

"U...Ukyou...?" Akane's soft voice jerked Ukyou back to consciousness suddenly,
the mist in front of her eyes clearing, letting her see clearly again. Akane was staring
at her, her face flushed, hands clutching the bench beneath her nervously, her parted
legs shaking a little bit. "D...Did my story excite you, Ukyou-sama?" she asked,
unconsciously adding the honorific to her friends name.

Ukyou herself was too far gone to comment on it, her mind simply a haze of
lusty fire and desire, the images brought to her head far too vivid to put away now.
"Yes it did, Akane-chan..." she said somewhat breathlessly. "It's made me VERY
excited..." she said with a small moan of frustration at being so stimulated, here of all
places!

"I'm so happy..." Akane said meekly, bowing her head and blushing.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, a little voice wondered at what she was doing...how
she was submitting herself to Ukyou without even being prompted. But the rightness
of the feeling, the desire to feed her own excitement by pleasing this other girl, that was
far stronger than any lingering doubts the old Akane may have still had. "I'm excited
too..." she admitted, feeling the hot rush of blood to her face.

"Show me...." The words were out of Ukyou's lips before she was aware that
she'd said them, but before she could start at that, before she could even think about
retracting her order, Akane had lifted her skirt up high above her waist, spreading her
legs, showing Ukyou her pussy, dripping with feminine moisture. "Oh, Akane..." she
moaned, looking with longing at that clean-shaven pussy, the fresh pink folds of skin
clearly showing the droplets of arousal condensing on them. "You're soaking wet..."

Akane nodded, face flushed in shame as she held her skirt aloft. "I'm
dripping.." she moaned, feeling those little peals sliding down the curve of her thighs to
pool on the skirt below. "Remembering what Ranma made me do...telling you all about
it...it's made me hot," she breathed. "Look at me, Ukyou," she gasped..."Look at
Akane's nasty, dripping pussy..." Even as she spoke she moved her other hand, the one
not holding her dress up, to touch herself, her fingers a millimeter away from her sex...

"Stop," Ukyou's voice came hoarsely, and with some amazement she saw that
Akane did, and heard the moan of frustration that the other girl gave out. "Don't touch
yourself..." she whispered thickly. "I..." She stopped shaking her head. She couldn't
put the feeling, the desire she had into words..."Just...hold it," she said.

Although she couldn't express it, Ukyou's meaning came through loud and
clear to Akane, who's face remained flushed a bright crimson as she pulled her hand
away and put it deliberately on the bench beside her. "Hai, Ukyou-sama..." she said
meekly, breathlessly. "Anything you wish..."

"Anything?" Ukyou gasped, and Akane nodded. "Absolutely, positively
anything?" Again, a nod. Again before she even really knew what she was saying, the
words came from her mouth again. "I want to see it," she said simply.

There was no need for her to elaborate; Akane had seen the effect of her story
on her friend, she had sensed and understood which parts of it had excited the
okonomiyaki chef the most. Fortunately, it wasn't very hard to fulfill the demand
either, as she hadn't since early that morning, before she left for school. Lifting her leg
a little bit, to give a better view to Ukyou, and to better position herself, Akane felt her
lower body relax of it's own accord, obeying Ukyou's mind more readily than her own,
relaxing her muscles and allowing the hot golden arc to stream from the little hole at
the top of her sex, just below her clit, sending her pee streaming over a meter through
the air to make a runny puddle on the school roof.

Ukyou watched all of this in a haze of lust, her hands no longer stroking her
sex through her pants, but instead jammed firmly down them, the button and fly of her
boy's uniform trousers opened to reveal the cotton of her panties, bulging out from the
pressure of both her hands as she frantically rubbed herself, eyes flickering back and
forth along that golden conduit between Akane's cunt and the puddle she was making
on the floor...and then up to her face again, lust-filled eyes staring back at her from that
face painted crimson with humiliation, wetting the roof at the mere suggestion of her
friend and new mistress. Even more than the forbidden excitement of the watersports
that sent Ukyou spiraling towards the edge in crazy loops, her pussy becoming flooded
with her musky juices as she came around her stroking, clutching fingers even as the
stream from Akane slowly tapered off...the last few drops falling short and wetting the
very fringe of her dress.

Akane felt her own thrill shoot through her...not a climax but something very
much like it, a pleasant thrill of subservient pleasure. Her embarrassment, her public
pissing had pleased Ukyou...that was pleasure to her. The thrill of the bitch, of the dog
pleasing her owner was a drug to her as stimulating as sex, and just as addictive. Still
she didn't touch herself, not even to wipe away the lingering urine that was dripping
down between her thighs now and wetting her dress...Ukyou hadn't given her
permission. And when her friend opened her eyes after several moments to give her a
hungry, searing look, her question wasn't whether or not she could finally touch herself
to fulfill her own sweet need. "Do you want to pee on me?"

Ukyou nodded, and immediately Akane moved towards her, letting go of her
skirt finally to let herself sink down to her knees in front of her mistress. But the girl
quickly shook her head, her climax having brought a slight measure of clarity to her
sex-fogged mind, if not satiating the incredible hunger the submissive Tendo girl had
sparked inside of her. "Not here though," she said quickly, tipping Akane's face up to
look her in the eyes. "Not now. Later..." she breathed.

Looking deeply disappointed, Akane nodded...but as Ukyou told her to wait,
the powerful force in her soul, the one that made her such a submissive, dirty slut,
pushed her desires down as well, tuning herself to match those of her dominant partner
for the moment, though leaving that incredible longing within her, even stronger than
before. "H...hai..." she nodded, blushing a little bit in shame for having offered it so
readily, and for the eagerness with which she now looked forward to the event. "I...I
understand."

Looking relieved, Ukyou smiled down at the girl as she started to refasten her
trousers and make herself look presentable again. "Much as I would love to do it, I
don't think that it's a good idea to have you going back to class all wet and smelly."

Akane grinned a bit, though the blush was still bright on her face as she too
stood up, the moment not passed, but merely put on hold, and a somewhat more normal
16-year old girl returning to the surface...although in this case 'normal' was a very
relative term. "Maybe not now..." she agreed with a bit of a nod..."But I'd do it...I'd do
anything for you, Ukyou-sama," she said, not a trace of hesitation or regret in her voice.

"Anything?" Ukyou asked with a gleam for the second time that day, and again,
Akane replied in the affirmative. "What if I asked you to leave Ranma?"

"That's impossible," Akane replied without hesitation, startling Ukyou who
asked what she meant. "You couldn't ask me to do that," she said, sitting down and
picking up the last little bit of her rice ball, staring thoughtfully at the puddle of pee
she'd made moments before. "It would end the game...end everything."

"You're right," Ukyou said, a little note of surprise in her voice. Of course
Akane was right...all of this could only happen as long as the two of them were together,
as long as all of the rivalries were still in effect, but on a whole new level...just as she
and Shampoo had talked about on the phone that tearful summer night. "I can't ask
anything like that. But anything else is fair game then!" she laughed, and Akane
nodded, laughing along with her. "In that case...kiss me!" she ordered.

Akane smiled, and got up to go to Ukyou, who held out her hand to stop her.
"But before you do..." she said, pointing to the piddle puddle, "Wet your lips in that first.
That will be our seal...our promise to each other."

"Hai, Ukyou-sama," Akane said, her heart pounding a little bit harder as she
turned and knelt down beside the puddle, the thought of just wetting her hand to bring
it to her lips never occurring to her. Crouching on all fours, she bent over, bringing her
face down to the puddle, taking a deep breath, inhaling the pungent odor of the urine.
She'd thought about doing something like this...thought about tasting it when she was
in the bathroom at home..but had never been able to bring herself to do the nasty thing.
Now it was easy though...it wasn't her will she had to worry about, it was Ukyou's. So
the hesitation was only for a second before she pressed her lips to the puddle on the tiled
roof, wetting her lips with the bitter, salty taste of her body's liquid waste.

"Now come here and kiss me..." Ukyou said, her own heart pounding as she
watched Akane bend and kiss her urine, and then rise and turn to meet her, her lips
shiny with the golden fluid. Unlike Akane, Ukyou knew what was coming...on those
darkest nights, when that knot within her belly, down deep where that itch that could
never be fully scratched was at it's stronger, she would pee on her hand, rubbing herself
as she urinated, and then would switch hands, licking her befouled hand clean while
she brought herself to thunderous climax with the other. So she knew the taste of piss,
knew it, loved it..and surprised Akane with the intensity of her kiss when she grabbed
the girl and thrust her tongue into Akane's mouth, licking all around her lips and
cleaning Akane's urine off of her lips with lusty moans, grabbing her body tightly by the
shoulders and kissing her with every ounce of passion she could manage; passion which
Akane returned heartfully after only a moment of hesitation.

"There!" Ukyou gasped, eyes starry, her own lips slightly shiny as she looked at
Akane with eyes both intensely serious and playful. "I promise to be the best friend I
can be if you promise to be mine too."

"It's a deal, Ukyou-sama," Akane beamed at her, giving her a tight hug..and
jumping in surprise when the warning bell tolled, signaling the end of lunch. "Drat!"
she swore. "Time to go back!"

"Just for a little while though," Ukyou smiled at her, standing up and collecting
her lunch garbage. "Meet me at the gates after school?" Akane nodded.

"I'll just tell Ranma that I'm going to visit you," she smiled. "I'm sure that my
sister's can take care of him until I get back home," she laughed.

"You've got a weird family," Ukyou sighed with a smile, shaking her head in
bemused surrender, as Akane merely nodded in cheerful agreement. "Let's go,
Akane-chan...don't want to get held after school today!"

Laughing along with her friend, Akane followed her down to the class. As she
expected, there wasn't any problem with Ranma; in fact even before Akane had been
able to tell him about her plans he'd asked her if she minded going home alone. The
'friendly' soccer game at lunchtime had turned into a rather heated fight between the
various classes, and...

"And you'd rather play soccer than go home and fuck your fiancee and her
sisters?" Akane asked quietly, making the boy flinch and blush, checking quickly to see
if anyone overheard them. "Aww, it's so cute when you fidget around like that."

Ranma scowled at her, but the blush remained. "It's not like that," he hissed
back in a hoarse whisper..."But a guy's gotta take a break SOMEtimes, after all," he
smirked, and pointed down slightly. "Hard enough taking care of you, let alone
Kasumi and Nabiki."

Akane grinned, and chucked the boy lightly on the shoulder, which made him
jump, but smile. "Alright, alright, take a day off," she teased. "Actually I was gonna
tell you that I'm going to Ukyou's place after school today anyways.

A piercing glance followed, Ranma was catching up to her way of thinking at
long last. "Oh, I see," he said, a smirk crossing his own face now. "Me and Ryouga
aren't satisfying enough?"

Sticking out her tongue, Akane swatted him again. "Nope, not even," she
grinned, eyes sparkling to match the gleam in Ranma's own eyes. "But I promise I'll
have something left for you when I get back," she said in another quiet whisper, which
made Ranma wink in return.

Unfortunately, just then the bell rang, cutting their conversation short, but as
Ranma turned away Akane couldn't help but notice his trousers, tented once again at
the thought of what his two iinazuke might be getting up to in a little while. Well, he
had every right to imagine it, Akane thought to herself with a little chuckle...and in a
few hours he'd get to hear about every sticky detail, probably while she herself was
servicing him. A win-win situation all over.

Anticipation can make time either fly by or crawl...unfortunately for Akane,
her state meant that it was rather more likely to crawl. All through the afternoon
classes she sat, squirming on her seat, hoping profusely that she wasn't staining her
dress all the way through with her arousal, her pussy continually seeping since Ukyou
had denied her orgasm earlier. Not that having her own seemed to have helped the
other girl very much; Akane kept noticing that Ukyou was fidgeting in her seat much
more than usual. Ranma too, it seemed, showing unusual perception for him...when
the three of them said their goodbye's at the end of the day, he wore a big, leering smile,
and wondered if the two girls could even wait to get back to Ukyou's restaurant?

Could she indeed? Akane wondered as they walked down the streets, ducking
through the maze of twisty streets that Tokyo was made of as they made their way back
to "Ucchan's". Ukyou herself had seemed to be comporting herself much more calmly
than Akane as she walked, keeping up a nearly constant stream of girlish chatter, in
contrast to Akane's nervous quietness...but as soon as she had closed the sliding door
behind them and locked it shut, the appearance of restraint vanished, turning around
and pushing Akane's back hard up against the wall, pressing her whole body against
Akane as she sought her lips with her own.

Surprised, but eager, Akane kissed her back, kissing someone other than
Ranma for only the second time in her life...the first time having come only the night
before. But not matter how many lips she kissed, she thought that she would never,
ever lose the taste for it...especially those of another girl, she thought to herself in wry
surprise in a distant corner of her mind. Ukyou's were a bit harder than those of
Ranma-chan's or her sister's, a bit more boyish but still undeniably feminine, as were
the curves of that body which was pressing up against her so tightly. Her hands
reached down and grabbed Ukyou's backside firmly, squeezing them, groping them...her
reward was a returning squeeze of Ukyou's hands on her own. Unlike Ukyou, however,
her own backside was still rather tender from the assault it had suffered, and Akane
gasped, breaking off her grasp and her kiss as she squealed in pain, tender flesh
between her cheeks rubbing together uncomfortably.

"Oh, Akane!" Ukyou gasped, color high in her cheeks as she let go swiftly and
stepped back..."I'm so sorry," she blushed. "I forgot about..."

Quickly, Akane shook her head. "No, no, it's alright," she blushed, ashamed at
herself for having made such a big noise about it. "Don't worry about hurting me..."
she grinned slightly..."After all, I like it."

Ukyou grinned herself at that, a bit guiltily. "Er, yeah," she blushed, "But that
takes a bit of getting used to," she said, taking Akane by the hand and leading her away
from the wall, deeper into the little restaurant. "So I think I'd rather be gentle," she
said, smiling back at Akane's welcoming smile. "Except...except for..."

"Except for peeing all over me?" Akane finished for her, laughing at Ukyou's
sheepish grin and nod. "Hmmm...." She smiled slowly, eyes gleaming, "I think I can
handle that."

"After all, you're an unrepentant slut, aren't you, Akane-chan?" Ukyou grinned
back, her sheepishness and hesitation rapidly fading as Akane so readily accepted her
wishes. "A nasty, dirty, piss-loving unrepentant slut?"

Eagerly, Akane nodded, feeling her nipples harder anew, feeling fresh juices
stirring in her pussy and dripping slowly down her legs. "Yes, Ukyou-sama," she
breathed slowly, breasts rising and falling in her dress as her breathing deepened and
her color rose, "A nasty, dirty, piss-loving slut..." she repeated, dragging out each word,
savoring the taste of them on her lips, savoring the way she felt her spirit shrink from
the humiliation, even as her arousal grew.

"Do you want my piss, Akane-chan?" Ukyou asked her, feeling her own voice
deepen with desire as her panties moistened, her own breasts feeling like they were
about to explode out of her breast-wrapping with arousal. Akane nodded, head
dropped in shame, cheeks flaming red, hands clutching at the front of her skirt. "Beg
for it, Akane-chan," Ukyou ordered her, fantasies coming true one after another for the
girl..."Get down on your knees and beg me for it."

Akane sank down to her knees as ordered, placing her hands flat on the floor
and looking up at her Mistress with an expression of pure longing, of need beyond words.
"Please, Ukyou-sama..." she whimpered, fingers twitching on the floor, licking her lips
without even realizing it, "Please give me your piss, Ukyou-sama...I need your
piss...please..." she moaned, almost writhing with the sick passion that rushed through
her.

"Do you have any idea how often I've dreamed of this, Akane-chan?" Ukyou
said softly, a small chuckle escaping her lips. "Having you helpless in front of me,
kneeling, admitting defeat?" she went on, more and more of a sardonic smile spreading
across her face. "Mind you, it wasn't quite so...kinky...in my dreams, but since you're
here..."

Despite her mindspace, Akane had to laugh along with the dominant girl,
though her blush certainly didn't fade at all. Naturally, Ukyou would have dreamt of
something similar to this, of defeating her main rival for Ranma's affections. The
ironic thing of course, was that, technically speaking, Akane had 'won' the battle
already...but here she was at Ukyou's feet, begging her, not for mercy, but for even more
humiliation, even more punishment.

"Take your clothes off, Akane-chan," Ukyou whispered, and Akane moved
quickly to comply, reaching behind her to undo the big floppy bow that held her pinafore
uniform dress tight around her body. "I don't want them to get all soiled...yet," she
added with a bit of a smirk as Akane sat up, slipping the dress over her shoulders and
putting is aside with a smile of agreement. The blouse underneath quickly followed,
and then the lacy white bra, a sexy little thing picked out for her by her sister because
they both knew how much Ranma appreciated the sight of lingerie. Ukyou too, though
with perhaps slightly different aspects of interest...but far more interesting to her at
the moment was the naked flesh of her friend and sex-slave underneath. "He really
DID do a number on you, didn't he," she said, eyes widening as the bra fell off, revealing
the purple bruises and red scratches on that tit underneath.

Akane nodded, reaching up with one of her hands to cup and squeeze that
wounded breast, gently at first, but suddenly much harder, making both girls gasp,
Akane in pain, Ukyou in surprise. "It feels so good..." she breathed, letting go of it to
stroke it more gently, and then to uplift and present it to Ukyou..."It'll sting so
much....when you pee on it..."

Ukyou swallowed...trying to control her rapidly building passions, to prevent
herself from simply tackling Akane and making love to her until they both passed out
from pleasure. She had promised something else, after all..."H...how does it feel,
Akane-chan?" she asked, struggling to control her voice, to keep it even, level,
authoritative. "You're naked...totally helpless now..."

"I...I feel..." How did she feel, Akane wondered as she tried to answer her
Mistress, whose voice was clearly brimming with urgency, despite her efforts to stay
neutral. "I'm...so ashamed.." she whispered, realizing it as the feeling flooded through
her body. "I don't want you to look at me....but I want you to more," she said quickly.
"Look at me, Ukyou-sama," she said, hot flashes of humiliation rushing through her
body. "Look at me tits...look at my pussy, look at my ass...look at me," she groaned.
"Ryouga raped me...Ranma treats me like a dog...I'm a nasty slut and now you're seeing
it..."

"You don't deserve it, do you, Akane-chan? You don't deserve to have my piss,
do you?"

She shook her head. "No, Ukyou-sama," she whimpered..."I'm...I'm too dirty
to be your toilet," she whimpered, body shaking with frustration as her nipples ached
and cunt dripped on the tiles. "Look at me," she said, pointing down between her
legs..."I'm getting your floor all messy.." she said, voice quavering on the verge of
tears...

"Turn around, Akane-chan, and face the door," Ukyou said, her own voice
quavering roughly, thick with emotions. Quickly, Akane did so...expecting to be told to
crawl back to Ranma, to get out of Ukyou's sight, to crawl on her belly like the filthy
insect that she was. "Close your eyes...don't open them whatever you do."

Mystified, Akane closed them, facing away from Ukyou now, haunches
presented to the chef, pussy dripping how cuntjuices down her legs as she waited.
Closing her eyes seemed to make everything else that much more sensitive...the touch
of the cool tiles on her hands and knees, the slippery oil running in rivulets down her
legs, the taste of the hot spittle of anticipation in her mouth, the soft rustling noises
behind her. It was almost like she was seeing the room with her own private radar, the
way she sensed Ukyou disrobing behind her, the way she felt the girl moving to straddle
her lower back, feeling the heat of Ukyou's thighs spreading around her bottom even
through the air...but despite all of that extra sensitivity, the hot wet shock of the urine
hitting her lower back made her cry out, almost in pain at the sudden, searing intensity
of it.

Ukyou was peeing on her. Watering her back and backside with her golden
shower. Instantly Akane understood that this was a great gift that Ukyou was giving
her...she wasn't fit to drink Ukyou's urine, nor to have that holy golden stream touching
her most sensitive places directly...but Ukyou had seen fit to let her feel the waste
streaming over her body, waggling her hips back and forth to send the powerful jet all
over Akane's body, wetting her from the crack of her ass all the way up to her head.
Feeling that hot, runny, stream splashing over her body, feeling it running down over
her asshole and her cuntlips, around and dripping off her tummy and the hot, hard tips
of her nipples, soaking the back of her head and coursing down over her cheeks and
chins, maddeningly close to but not quite touching her lips, Akane could do only one
thing.

"Thank you, Ukyou-sama, thank you," she repeated, over and over again as
Ukyou pissed on her back, duckwalking carefully to make sure that she soaked as much
of the girl as she could. "Thank you for much..."

Ukyou was in a whole other state of mind herself...watching Akane pivot on in
front of her, presenting her ass, sticking it unconsciously up into the air in silent pleas,
showing the bruised redness between those cheeks, Ukyou could almost read her mind.
She knew that Akane was expecting to be sent out...and even half-considered it for an
instant, knowing that Akane would enjoy that humiliation almost as much as what they
had originally planned. But that would have meant denying herself pleasure, which
she was far too selfish to do today. And now, as she felt her bladder slowly drain of the
last drops of piss, wriggling her hips above Akane's short black hair to make sure all of
it fell away from her body and onto Akane's, she was very glad that she had. The
slightest touch would set her off, she knew...the only question was how to get that touch.
Did Akane deserve to deliver it?

By the time she'd sank down to a stool at the bar just behind the crouching,
shivering, piss-soaked girl, her decision had been made. "Akane-chan," give me your
foot, she said, voice very unsteady now with the tension that was now virtually
uncontrollable. Slowly, carefully, Akane extended one foot behind her, stretching it out
towards Ukyou, who quickly grabbed it in her hands. "This is your reward for being
such a good toilet," she said, voice rough, and thrust that foot against her own pussy,
rubbing the toes hard against her slimy clit and slit, screaming out loud as the orgasm
she had felt was so impending exploded throughout her just as quickly as she had
predicted.

The feeling that flooded through Akane was even more powerful than that
which had exploded through her on the school roof earlier...a non-orgasmic thrill that
nonetheless left her seeing stars and weak at the knees...and almost everywhere else,
for that matter. Only the tightness in her quim still remained, that itch remaining
unfulfilled. But she was happy....happy beyond belief. She had pleased Her. She
had touched Her. Her foot was now covered with Her juices. She had received a Gift
from Her...Her Urine. Akane Piss-Slut was complete.

For a long while neither girl spoke...Akane because she was not permitted to,
Ukyou because she was simply unable to, leaning back heavily against the edge of the
teppan-yaki counter, letting Akane's foot fall nervelessly from her grasp back to it's
place, her sex leaking hot oil all over the stool she was balanced on. When at last she
did find her voice, however, it was still Ukyou the Mistress who spoke, the desire to
dominate, to humiliate and satisfy her rival unsatiated by her own satisfaction. "Good
job, Akane-chan," she said in a voice cool with amusement, and much steadier now.
"But my floor is even more messy now..."

Akane said nothing, unable to speak until her Mistress gave her the order,
which she did with a sudden harsh command. "Hai, Ukyou-sama!" she blurted as soon
as the order came down to her. "How may I clean your dirty floor, Ukyou-sama?"

"Do you want to use your tongue, Akane-chan?" Ukyou asked, a slight trace of
amused cruelty in her voice. Akane nodded, and that hint became even more
pronounced. "Then you may certainly not use it," she said with a smirk, widened even
more when Akane hung her head in disappointment. "There's a rag in a bucket behind
the counter...use that," she ordered, stretching her legs out lazily and crossing them as
she sat up straighter on the stool.

Akane moved to stand up, which got a further sharp bark from Ukyou. "I
didn't tell you to stand up yet," she snapped at the girl, who instantly fell back down to
her knees. "You may open your eyes to guide yourself," she said with a gentler, but still
stern voice, "But you may NOT lift your head," she went on. "You might see me naked,
after all...and you haven't earned that yet."

Miserably, Akane nodded her head and started to crawl. Ukyou was catching
onto this much more quickly than she had expected her too...she was almost a natural,
it would seem, though undoubtedly the idea of how to humiliate and show her power
over Akane had been a thought she'd been entertaining in somewhat less perverse
circumstances for many years. It took a long time to crawl to the bucket behind the
teppan bar, even longer because the aching in her pussy made her keep her legs spread
widely apart, lest she accidentally make herself come, and somehow the return took
even longer, towel clutched tightly in her hand, scrubbing the floor in front of her to
erase the trail she had made, Ukyou's pee dripping off of her body all the way back to
the big puddle left in the middle of the restaurant.

"Do a good job, Akane-chan, and I'll give you a very good reward," Ukyou
promised the girl as she scrubbed away at the tiles, naked and smelling strongly of the
urine drying on her back and in her hair. But despite her shame, the promise of
reward worked...and she scrubbed harder. Mistress would be so pleased with her!
Mistress would give her a wonderful present if she got the floor shining clean...and so
Akane worked, diligently scrubbing the floor while Ukyou lounged about, changing into
more comfortable clothes, reading comic books, eating snacks. Akane scrubbed on
hands and knees for hours, scouring every surface of the restaurant she could reach
from her knees, until she crawled back to Ukyou's feet, presenting the filthy rag to her
with hands outstretched, forehead pressed to the floor in subjugation.

Almost in surprise, Ukyou looked down at the naked girl, picking the rag with
two careful fingers and casually tossing it back into the bucket with a well-practiced
flick of her wrist. "Not bad, Akane-chan..." she smiled, taking a good long time in
answering, as she looked slowly around the restaurant. "An....acceptable job," she
smirked. Inwardly, of course, she knew the restaurant had never looked cleaner, but
outwardly she knew she couldn't praise her new slave girl too much. "I'd say that you
deserve a reward commensurate with your performance."

In her chest, Akane's heart left upwards with joy. "Oh, thank you,
Ukyou-sama!" she cried with her lips pressed against the floor. "This slut is happy to
have pleased you!" She sense, more than was able to see, Ukyou standing up and
turning around, and saw the form of her tights shift and change slightly as the tension
on them was loosened somehow.

"Life your head, Akane-chan, and look at me," Ukyou ordered, and Akane did,
lifting her head to see that Ukyou had lowered those customary tights of hers down her
thighs, and lifted the back of her short robe, revealing her buttocks. "As your reward,
you may kiss my ass," she laughed.

Akane's heart did a twirl...unable to deny her disappointment, but unable to
deny that even this measly gift was more than a worthless fucktoy like her deserved...in
fact, to be merely allowed the sight of those holy globes was more than she deserved.
In she leant...she mustn't disappoint Mistress...she mustn't spurn this gift lest the
chance never come again. Boldly, Akane made it more than a mere pressing of her lips
to her buttocks...she pressed her face deeply into the crack of Ukyou's crack, pressing
inwards with lips and tongue, stretching that muscle out to taste Ukyou's pucker, to
wash it clean of sweat and slime. Ukyou was kind, and let Akane get a few good licks
of that dirty brown hole in, before quickly stepping away, leaving Akane to fall
face-forwards with a moan of disappointment.

"Bad girl!" Ukyou reprimanded her, pulling her tights up and spinning around
to face Akane again. "Very bad girl," she scolded again, shaking her fist at her and
making her blush like a naughty puppy. "Just for that, next time I might not even be
that nice," she smirked, making Akane sweat slightly, and gulp...though that faint
expression of rebelliousness that she didn't even know was there still shone through,
much to Ukyou's pleasure. "Now get dressed and go home," Ukyou ordered her, waving
her hand dismissively. "I'll arrange your next visit with Ranma-kun," she added,
twisting the knife a little cruelly.

Defeated, horny, and smelly, Akane nodded mutely and stood up, silently and
swiftly putting her school uniform back on over her sticky back and matted hair.
Ukyou merely watched her, no trace of desire or any other passion in her eyes, until she
walked her too the door. Before she unlocked it though, she put her hand lightly on
Akane's shoulder, and turned the other girl to face her. To her relief, she saw she was
smiling.

"It was wonderful, Akane-chan," Ukyou smiled, and moved in to kiss her, but to
her surprise, Akane pulled back with a smile. "Eh?"

"You can't just slip like that, Ukyou-sama," Akane chided her gently..."After all,
you can't give a reward to a disobedient slave girl like me."

Ukyou laughed, though it was tinged with a little bit of incredulity. "Even
now...still?"

Akane nodded. "Forever and ever," she smiled, and pulled Ukyou to her for a
friendly hug (though not one that didn't stir both girls juices slightly, even with that
gentle contact). "You're my friend, my lover, and my Mistress now," she smiled, "And
you can't ever forget it. We sealed it on the roof, remember?"

Ukyou laughed, and nodded...now it was her turn to admit defeat. "Right,"
she said, gazing at the girl in her arms fondly. "Well then...I'll talk to Ranma about
you visiting again soon, ok?"

"I look forward to your pleasure, Mistress," Akane smiled, and slipped out the
door as Ukyou opened it for her. "See you tomorrow!"

"Bai bai, Akane-chan," Ukyou waved to her, seeing her run off down the street
to rejoin her family and fiancee. "See you tomorrow."