Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Akane the Dominatrix ❯ Ranma's plan.... ( Chapter 4 )

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Warning: Hee hee, Bondage sadomasochism time. (BDSM.)

Chapter 4

Akane knelt in the dojo, meditating on the past events. Cologne had told her in no hidden meaning that she was a pervert. It wasn't the fault of the spell or potion. It was coming from something deep inside her. What she didn't like was that now it was out in the open Ranma had disappeared. He was obviously ashamed of her.

Akane sat with the eyedrops in front of her. She had been working hard at translating the Chinese script. She had kept the empty box and placed it in her satchel. She had only remember when she came home. She had been angry and cursing the fact she had taken the stupid eyedrops.

It was because of them she had become this pervert. She clenched her fists. She would understand the meaning of the kanji and find an antidote. It was probably more than what Ranma was doing. Akane recognised the Saotome Secret Technique when she saw it. He was running away from her and the pervertedness they were capable of.

She knew when she felt the spark she wanted to give in to her inner demons. She now understood Ranma didn't feel the same way. It was just him bowing to her dominating sexuality. Just as Shampoo bowed and did everything she asked. He was reacting to her as her inner libido wanted.

Akane dropped her head as she felt tears rolling down her cheek.

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Ranma was still running across the rooftops. He had gotten some supplies which he hoped would cure the spell. They had broken spells worse than this before he was sure they could do it again. Cologne seemed annoyed and even upset by the whole thing. He had never seen that hag annoyed so much. Not since that time she'd seen Happosai on the beach and the chaos with the love pills.

It was that kind of look but ten times worse. Perhaps they were both perverts but they seemed to be perverts on the same wave length. Akane had only taken one eyedrop while he had taken two. So perhaps he was seeing more of her desires.

For once in Ranma's time since he'd been in Nerima he could figure out what Akane was thinking. It was a slight shock that she was perhaps more perverted than Happosai but then Ranma always liked a challenge.

He hopped down into Tendo home. Kasumi was busy cooking at the stove.

"Hello Ranma!" She said cheerfully without turning round.

"Um....hi." He said hiding the bag behind his back.

"Akane's in the dojo meditating."

"Why would I want to know where that......" He began but Kasumi had turned round looking hurt. "......I'll go see if she's okay."

Kasumi smiled as Ranma corrected himself. "She seems upset." She said. "Perhaps you should talk to her."

Ranma rubbed the back of his neck. He knew exactly why she was in the dojo but didn't want to explain. What could he tell Kasumi? That her sister was a raging pervert that wanted nothing more than to pin him down and torture him. To strap him down until he begs for mercy.

"Are you all right Ranma?" Kasumi asked.

Ranma still had images of Akane tying him so he couldn't move. She was smiling cruelly tightening the binding till he really couldn't move.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Kasumi asked again.

Ranma blinked out of his daydream. "Um...fine." He squeaked turning red.

Kasumi smiled thinking Ranma was thinking nice thoughts about Akane. "Go talk to her."

"Okay but if you guys hear any weird noises......."

"I'll just ignore them." Kasumi answered giving him her best innocent smile. "I'll try and keep everyone else away too."

"Thanks Kasumi, me an' Akane really need to work this out." Ranma said while running to the dojo, he was still clutching the paper bag.

Kasumi smiled sweetly. She knew those two would work out their differences. *They really are meant for each other.* She thought. *Perhaps I should help then get a bit of peace and quiet?* As she decided the plan she began making preparations to make sure everyone would leave the couple for long enough.

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Ranma stood by the door looking in at Akane. She wasn't breaking bricks as he had assumed. She was just sitting in the middle of the room, kneeling on a cushion.

"Akane?" Ranma said quietly.

"I thought you would be long gone by now." Akane sniffed. Her voice was strained it was obvious she had been crying. "I'm trying to get these stupid eyedrops translated."

"So you want to be cured." Ranma whispered.

"I'm not a pervert." Akane growled. "I'm not!"

"But Cologne said...."

"I don't care, she's wrong." Akane snapped. "I may be a bit of a klutz or a tomboy sometimes but I'm not a pervert."

"Yeah you said." Ranma looked at his brown paperbag. He dropped it on the floor. Maybe what he wanted wasn't the same as Akane. Perhaps he didn't know her thoughts at all. He sat down not wanting to leave her side.

Akane turned round to look at Ranma's feet but she caught his eyes. Her demeanour changed in an instant. Her back stiffened and her crying stopped. She stood up, the whole time her eyes locking with Ranma.

"What have you got in the bag?" Akane asked as her attention was drawn to the crumpled bag.

"A present." Ranma said bowing his head. Then the spell broke and Ranma had control again.

"I'm sorry Ranma." Akane said closing her eyes. "I'm being a pervert again. You don't have to bow to me."

"I want to." Ranma said.

"What?" Akane gasped as she turned around to look at Ranma.

"I-I w-want to..." Ranma repeated, stuttering more. "...I like..."

"What? You like it you pervert?" Akane said jumping in with her own conclusion.

Ranma's face turned bright red as he tried to force the words out. "I like, I like....."

Akane growled in frustration. "You like.....?"

"It...." Ranma finished in a whisper.

"You pervert!" Akane shouted and kicked him into the Koi pond. A red head emerged from the pond angry.

"Fine you hypno-crypt!" Ranma yelled.

"That's hypocrite you moron!" Akane shouted back.

Their family passed watching them while being lead away by Kasumi.

"I see what you mean Kasumi." Soun said to his daughter.

"A picnic is an excellent idea." Genma agreed as he saw the two shouting at each other.

"It's such a shame they can't work out their differences." Mrs. Saotome said sadly.

"We'll just give them the time to do that." Kasumi explained. "I think Ranma's really going to try this time."

"Perhaps we should help?" Soun said eagerly.

"No father. His daughter scolded. "Ranma looked like he was really going to try and talk to Akane. He seemed most distracted by it."

"Such a manly son." Nadoka sighed as she watched the red headed girl storm back into the dojo. "So determined to get what he deserves."

They then left the Tendo home determined to let them have space. Which after the failed marriage was what they had all tried to give them. Nabiki was in the town sorting out a difficult deal with her customers. She had tried to avoid both Ranma and Akane since the wedding disaster. For some reason they blamed her for everything going wrong.

Back in the dojo Akane was avoiding Ranma's stare.

"At least look at me!" She said. "I am your fiancee!"

"Oh now you say you're my fiancee." Akane snorted. "It's always when it's a disaster happening that you ever admit it."

"Yeah well Cologne said you're a pervert why don't you admit it?" Ranma said.

"It's the spell it has to be." Akane moaned. "I am NOT a pervert!"

Ranma gulped, so far his plan wasn't going to work unless Akane co-operated. "Please look at me?"

Akane turned her tear stained face to Ranma's chest. "I don't want to hurt you Ranma."

Ranma chuckled. "I've survived most of your blows so far." He ducked down and caught Akane's stare. "I will take whatever you wish to give me."

"That's the spell speaking Ranma!" Akane said as she quickly closed her eyes. <Give it to him.>

"Listen Akane." Ranma pleaded. "I have a plan."

"A plan?" Akane questioned. Ranma and his plans were never that well thought out. "What sort of plan?"

Ranma handed her the large paper bag. "I think this will help explain."

Akane looked in the bag her mind full questions. The contests of the bag were a long piece of thin red rope. More specific the Japanese binding rope. Akane looked up in shock at Ranma.

"You want me to....?" Akane gasped. But their eyes met and the spell took hold again. Only this time neither wanted to look away.

"I bought it for you, Mistress Akane." Ranma said. "We have to get these urges out of our system."

"How very thoughtful of you Ranma." Akane said taking the long length of rope in her hand. "But who asked you to speak?"

Ranma squeaked. "I'm sorry."

Akane grabbed Ranma's face and pulled it to her own. "Don't apologise." She said to her fiancee. "I don't think Ranma would ever do that, it's just the spell speaking. So I would be obliged if you kept your mouth shut." Akane in a moment had taken off her panties. The garment was then shoved into Ranma's small mouth.

"That will keep your spell induced mouth shut." Akane explained. "Spit them out and I shall turn away and leave you."

Ranma nodded her whole body was trembling. The panties had a strange taste to them but it wasn't unpleasant. She was not even willing to fight Akane anymore. She stood like a doll as her red Chinese top and black pants were removed. Ranma knelt in only her boxers with a pair of Akane's panties in her mouth.

"Take it all off." Akane snapped pointing to the boxers. Ranma obeyed without moving her eyes from hers.

The red rope was then secured around her waist. Her hands pinned back and tied around with the length of rope. The tomboy continued looping the rope round Ranma's stripped body. One part crossing her large chest separating the breasts. Akane carried on crossing the rope over Ranma's breasts till they were tightly held and only her nipples were bulging out. The cord was then knotted and the dominating girl began to bind Ranma's legs.

The red head was now lying on her front. Her eyes had lost contact but Akane still continued.

*What am I doing?* Akane thought. *We broke contact I could just leave Ranma like this.* But she couldn't bring herself to do it. Ranma had said her plan was to act out their urges. Perhaps then the spell would stop and they could go back to normal. There was also another reason that Akane was still in denial about. She was excited at tying up Ranma. Her whole body tingled with excitement at finally having control over her fiancee. She finished tying up her feet and was still left with the rest of the long rope.

Akane looked up to the rafters in the dojo and smiled.

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In the Nekohanten it was supposedly business as usual. Cologne was busy making Chinese food for her customers while Mouse and Shampoo rushed around and served.

The only difference was that Shampoo was not her usual squeaky self. Even Mouse had noticed the change in her personality.

"Elder what is wrong with Shampoo?" Mouse asked in respectful way.

"It is none of your business." Cologne hissed angrily. She was still furious at the days events and Mouse being nosy wasn't helping.

"Perhaps I can help get her back to normal?" Mouse suggested.

"You will do nothing to Shampoo." Cologne growled. "She is feeling a little under the weather. Isn't that right Shampoo?"

"Yes, Great-grandmother." Shampoo answered her robotically.

"No, Shampoo this is wrong!" Mouse cried. "Where is your energy and vigour for life?"

"Shampoo don't understand what your asking." The Amazon replied. "Shampoo serve Ramen." She bowed to Mouse and turned back to serve the customer.

Mouse looked back at Cologne alarmed. "She bowed to me!" He gasped. "Can it be she finally accepts me as her husband?"

He was quickly hit on the head with Cologne's cane.

"Idiot she's just under a spell."

"Who could have done such a disastrous thing?" Mouse demanded. "I bet it was Ranma in some attempt to get Akane and Shampoo!"

There was a rumble and a dark shadow fell across the whole restaurant.

"There will be no mention of THAT name here!" Cologne spat, her aura flowed around the old woman making everything around her dark and scary. "The Tendo girl is NEVER to be mentioned again."

There was a screams and crying from across the room as the customers fled unsure what horrors they were seeing.

"Damnit!" Cologne said returning to normal. "Some of them still had to pay!"

Mouse came out of his hiding spot. "Shampoo are you okay?" He asked her, but she wasn't there. "Shampoo?"

"No...." Cologne gasped. "Mouse we have to get her back!"

"Yes, Elder I'll rescue my Shampoo." He ran out of the restaurant in pursuit.

Cologne gritted her teeth. She couldn't trust Shampoo not to go back to where she had begun to latch onto Akane and Ranma. Who knows what perverted acts they were doing right now. The Elder Amazon quickly shut up her shop and left for where she knew Shampoo must be heading. She couldn't trust it to leave it for Mouse he might try and save a lamp post, thinking it was Shampoo.

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Ranma gasped as she felt herself being suspended in the air. Akane pulled harder on the ropes making her lift higher in the air.

"There we are, I can see you now." Akane said touching the side of Ranma's face. "I bet you expect me to be rough with you."

Akane's hand moved from Ranma's soft cheek and down one of the ropes. She secured Ranma so she was safely held in place.

"Who says torture is to do with actual pain and suffering?" Her hand danced across her bound chest. A finger stopped at a swollen nipple. The tight bindings making it puckered and red.

'I bet your female body is really sensitive here." Akane giggled.

Ranma held her breath as she felt the tension across her chest. Her whole body screamed out to be touched, to feel anything. So long as it was from Akane. Her finger flicked the enlarged nipple making Ranma squeak.

"I thought I told you no talking?" Akane snarled. "That means no noises, especially when I do this!" As an example Akane's mouth latched onto the protruding part of Ranma chest. She gave a small suck and her tongue flicked across the flesh.

Ranma bit into the panties and she thrashed in ecstasy at the contact. It was such a small thing but it felt so nice. Akane stopped and continued her torturous light touching.

"I don't consider myself a lesbian." Akane said. "I would do the same to you in male form."

Ranma nodded her understanding. She winced trying not to squeal again as Akane breathed on her breast Her tongue flicking across the smooth taught skin..

"So long as it's you inside Ranma. I will play with you whatever form you're in." Akane explained looking into Ranma's eyes the spell now in full flow. It now had moved past eye contact and had begun affecting them on physical contact. They're bodies screamed at each other. One asking for punishment the other wanting to give.

Both Akane and Ranma were so lost in their own will as well that they no longer cared. The build up pent up emotion from both of them had finally burst and they had found a way to express it to each other.

For now it was only the spell that was going to get the blame.

Akane picked up the brown bag and inspected the rest of the contents. She brought out a small paddle fan.

"Whatever shall I do with this?" Akane chuckled.

Ranma smirked as she saw it.

"Who told you to smile?" Akane snarled as she slapped the back of the fan across Ranma's behind. "I'm going to teach you some manners Ranma Saotome so you better learn something or they will be more next time."

The small fan was brought down again. Akane allowed herself to smile as she began to notice how red and swore Ranma was looking. Her fiancee was going to be feeling a whole lot more once she was finished with her.

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Author's note: I know Cologne seems evil and OOC but I think she'd be really annoyed if her Shampoo suddenly became the opposite to what an Amazon is.

So next chapter the spell continues to affect Ranma and Akane. What wonders of perversity shall I make them do next?