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The Bondage Adventures Of Ranko Saotome	By : MasterGouken20xx Category: +M to R > Ranma ½ Views: 32797 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Ranma (C) Copyright Rumiko Takahashi, Ah My Goddess (C) Copyright Kosuke Fujishima. All other series and characters are copyright their respective creators. This story is done mostly in parody and no money is being earned for it's creation.

Chapter List
- 1-Identity Crisis
- 2-Playing With Xian-Pu
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IMPORTANT NOTE: This story is in a alternate universe for Ranma, where Ranma’s visit to Jusenkyo takes place much earlier than in the canon universe, when he is 13. This simple fact is important later on in the story. Also, Chinese names, once introduced, will be written without the punctuation, similar to how Xian Pu’s name is missing it normally.

In hindsight, Ranko thought, as she remembered her disastrous time in China, and the training trip that destroyed her old self, and left her without her old family, her original thoughts about women probably were what caused such a drastic shift in her life...

“This is all your fault old man!” snapped a red haired girl as she stomped along the muddy path followed closely by a lumbering panda. It was raining and both travelers were soaked to the bone. The heavens had opened up shortly after they got away from Jusenkyo and now both were soaked to the bone and perfectly miserable.

Two figures in rubber outfits that covered them like ninja attire suddenly dropped from the overhanging trees, their eyes hardening. “Release the panda, poacher!” The left hand figure said, drawing a sword.

“Poacher?! I’m no poacher! My name is Ranma Saotome and this is-” Ranma began, as Genma started to move away, acting like he was ‘just a panda’. “A likely story. We amazons don’t take kindly to poaching on our lands.” said the other, taking out a blow gun of some kind, and firing a drugged dart at her before she could even defend herself.

The amazon scooped Ranma up with one hand, using the other to grab the panda by the scruff of his neck. “Take this to the playroom. Make sure to use the ladle on it, just in case...” she said, tossing Ranma to the first, “I’ll take the panda to a nice stand of bamboo, let it wait out the rain.”

Ranma slept on, unable to do anything as she was carried away from her father and into her future, her father forced to continue the act so he could go after the information at the Amazon Village, and then hold it over the boy for being so impetuous..

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Ranma woke up to find two things were very obvious. First, he was still a girl, and she was currently dressed in shoulder-length gloves, a tight and well-made corset and thigh high stockings or boots, all done in gleaming cherry-red latex. “Don’t get up.” A dark-haired woman said, pointing out the metal cuffs fastening Ranma down to the bed, “Here’s the good news and the bad news... The good news is that the guide was able to prove the panda wasn’t your pet. The bad news is that the idiot ate more than anyone’s fair share of a banquet the amazons were doing, and you’re lucky that we’re punishing you for what he did. You’ll have a life...”

“Why am I still a weak, path-” Ranma began, for the woman to rest a stiletto heel against Ranma’s uncovered crotch, deliberately grinding it against the surface. “You’re still a girl because that’s the first part of your punishment, slut. Over the next few years, you will be molded and conditioned to choose two paths for your future...” The woman said, as a second one entered, with a blank-faced hood.

“You will be our apprentice... or our slave.” They both said, before Ranma’s world disappeared into darkness, and she heard a click behind her head. The young and impressionable girl knew what the two things meant together... and neither of them were any good for her.

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‘How long has it been?’ thought Ranma to herself as she huddled in the small cage the sisters locked her in when she wasn’t being trained or used. She only saw the world for a few hours at a time, then the hood was locked back in place and she was returned to her cage. Day and night meant nothing to her, and she could only guess how long each brief taste of artificial light had been.

Their comment about her having a life ate away at her even now, as she thought of all the things that the other members of her tormentors’ tribe could have done to the lazy oaf of a father she had once had to ensure she was still here... however long after she was captured.

The women were careful with her. More so with her than with other slaves according to them. She certainly remembered being present after a fashion when they were discussing how to ensure she wouldn’t try to effect an escape.

Escape was something else she had given up on. During the first, well it seemed like a month, she had tried numerous escape plans, but all of them failed miserably. Each earning her a severe punishment. Still she persisted in trying. Even now she was plotting another escape, but this time she resolved to wait. They’d lower their guards eventually...right?

Ranma felt the two dildos of her chastity belt, an almost permanent attachment she’d earned after she’d attempted to pick the lock on her hood one ‘day’, begin to vibrate and she moaned in need and frustration as the insidious toys went to town on her.

At the same time a pair of speakers in her ears came to life, a prerecorded voice whispering the same sentence over and over.

'You are a slave...'

'You are a slave...'

'You are a slave...'

Ranma Saotome wasn’t a slave. She was an independent man...wasn’t she? It was so hard thinking of herself as a man when she hadn’t been one in forever...

'I am a independent man...'

'I am a independent man...'

'I am a independent woman...'

'I am a independent woman!'

Yes, that was right, she was an independent woman, and would stay that way...

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Meanwhile, the two sisters were having an argument in what was a general work area for the two. “She’s not breaking, she’s fighting it still...” Ty Mii said, “What else do you expect us to do? We’ve taken away everything from her, but she won’t submit to us.”

Ty Yuu sighed and covered her eyes with her hand, “We’ve got bigger problems. The Musk have made another attempt to claim our precious artifacts for their own uses.” She said, “Added to that, it turns out that panda we rescued from our little warrior was in fact a rather obese man.”

“You mean she was-” began Ty Mii, for Yuu to silence her. “What she was is unimportant now.” Mii nodded then said, “What did you mean by was?”

“He still committed a treason-worthy act against our old village, and Elder Khu Lon would, if the red-haired whore in the cage was to walk into her village as she used to be... Well, let’s just say we’d have wasted a good opportunity.” Yuu said, “Such a wild young girl doesn’t come every day, and we’ve not had a challenge like this in even longer... The person known as Ranma Saotome is DEAD.”

Mii sighed, “Be that as it may sister, we still falsely accused her and punished her under the assumption that we were right.” She tried, for Yuu to chuckle. “Mii, I’d almost think you had a soft spot for her. She’s still a bit too young for you to court her that way.”

“I’m not interested in courting her sister. What I’m interested in, is making amends for-” Mii continued pleading, for Yuu to stand up, and she went into a cupboard, and opened it, getting out a bundle. “What a good idea.” she said, smiling cruelly, “Strip, and put the gimp suit on. For the rest of the year, I will not be needing your assistance or input. Since you do have a point, I will be removing Ran’s chastity belt, but she will need to orgasm at least once a day, or her new pussy licker will get 10 on each ass-cheek.”

Mii nodded and unwrapped the bundle, “But if she is still defiant by the end of the year, then we are in agreement that she should be-” Mii began, for Yuu to go, “If she’s defiant by the end of the year, you can train your little girlfriend however you like. I did hear a lovely rumor about her that I plan to test... Apparently she got training in the Neko Ken... If you agree to this penance for a minor ‘accident’, I won’t use it against her. However, if you don’t, You will have to take a cat in to her every day until you do.”

“That’s...fine. Let us begin.” Mii replied, sliding her legs into the suit and pulling it up. Yuu picked up some padlocks, strapping the suit’s outer layer down before locking each of the buckles. “Mmm... I really have got to get Ran to try out one of these... I can see why she catches your eye, sister... but I’m a trainer of slaves first, and that’s why you might get to play with her more.” She reminded her.

Mii mumbled something through the thick rubber plug filling her mouth as her posture collar was locked around her neck. “Come on sister, I think I’ll avail myself of your tongue tonight. Tomorrow you can play with Ran-chan.” said Yuu, leading her sister by a leash towards their bedroom.

“You know I think she needs a proper girl’s name...I was thinking Ranko...Your thoughts after I’ve orgasmed.” she said with a laugh.
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