School had never been a place that Ranma was all that comfortable with being in, and so he had never really tried to enjoy it. Getting used to a place was hard when you were constantly moving, and he'd been in so many schools that he didn't get all that attached to them any more. At best, he'd get to be relaxed in them, and would find a rhythm that would work for him.
This morning was different though, as he was looking for Akane, which was strange. Normally, she was right there with him, ready to face another day of lessons. But she'd left home early, apparently intent on getting things done before the bell. Now, she was a big girl, and class wasn't starting for a bit, but for some reason, she hadn't shown up yet. A part of him wondered about where she could be, but he mainly dismissed that as being pointless.
Near as he could figure, she'd show up when she was good and ready, which wasn't exactly a major deal, since others hadn't got in yet either.
From his position at the doorway to the closet, Daisuke leaned back and sighed. "You know, we really have to think about how we're going to handle this."
"What do you mean...." Hiroshi murmured.
"It's not like this sort of thing happens every day. Do you really think that we can just let this happen?"
"Come on. You can't say that you don't want this."
"That is exactly what I'm not saying," the dark haired boy grumbled.
"Then what is it?"
"We have to have plans. Using her seems to be fine, but we don't want to be caught. Especially for a stupid reason."
"Ah...." the lighter haired boy sighed, and smiled. "You're right about that. Akane's ours, and we don't want to lose her...."
Akane might have said something about their decisions about herself, but she was on her knees, and her mouth was currently too busy, and full, to say much of anything. At that moment, her lips were wrapped around Hiroshi's stiff member, as she tried to get as much of it inside her mouth as possible. Having never done this before made it hard, but it was what her Master had wanted. He was the first boy to use her mouth, and would be one of the only two would ever do so, so she had to learn.
Fortunately, she managed to keep herself from choking on his dick as she sucked it as best she could. Most of her 'education' was in trial and error, what with discovering that a 'vaccum' suck didn't exactly endear her technique to him. On the other hand, she was finding that she could slide her tongue along his rod to bring him pleasure, and he seemed to like it when she played with his balls with her dainty fingers at the same time.
As he erupted into her mouth, she tried hard not to gag, and swallow it all, but it was hard. The salty flavor wasn't like anything that she'd tasted before, and she'd never had to deal with quite such a spray into her mouth. Yet, she tried hard, and gulped his seed down into her belly as best she could. Some did escape from between her lips, and white cum dripped onto her chin, making it clear that she had just been used.
Pulling out of her mouth, Hiroshi looked down at her and shook his head helplessly at the sight that she presented. "Man, to see her like that. But why don't you lick it all up?"
His question had been rhetorical, but she didn't take it that way. Instead, her tongue slipped out, and swiped at the drips that had escaped out like as if she'd eaten too much ice cream and was savoring it. When she couldn't get it all, she wiped at the remnants with a finger, and then sucked it off, watching her Master's reaction at the same time.
"She's really getting into this."
"You're telling me," Daisuke muttered, and then snickered. "But would you want it another way? Imagine trying to force her to try it."
"True enough...."
"Still, we've got other concerns man."
"Like what?"
"Like class."
That drew a wince from Hiroshi. "I see what you mean. It's not like I can sit at my desk with my pants down."
"Time to clean up."
"Pretty much."
"Trust me, man, you'll be happier. It's great to feel her still on you, but trying to not look bad walking like that...." the darker haired boy trailed off.
"Better to get cleaned off," Hiroshi agreed, and let a spark of mischief flare as he looked down at their slavegirl. "How's about it? Want to clean me off like you just did?"
Her brows raised at his words, but Akane only let that bit of surprise be her sign of hesitation. Without a word, she leaned forward and stuck out her tongue to slowly lick the saliva and cum bits from his dick. Its tip trailed along his groin like some sort of erotic tracer, and the manhood twitched as she went along. Affection wasn't there, but lust certainly was, and she lapped all over him without reservation or dignity.
And when she was done, she used her own handkerchief to wipe him dry.
"She really is totally ours," Hiroshi muttered, half to himself.
Daisuke snorted. "You think? No way that we can't use her how we like."
"Too true."
"But...."
"Class," the boys chorused, and guided their slave to standing.
Akane did as she was bade, and headed out of the closet, waiting only long enough for Hiroshi to refasten his pants. If she had been allowed to openly show her servitude, she would do so without reservation and walk with them. However, the secret had to be kept, and so she was only being kept long enough so that they could be sure that they didn't forget anything.
"Looking good," Hiroshi commented, and grinned. "Not only did we get through everything, but it looks like we can keep on trying this sort of thing."
"Don't I know it. But there is one question that I have. Should we wait until we are both there before using her?" Daisuke asked, sounding rather like they were discussing sharing a video game.
"Can't see why we should. You want to have fun, go right ahead. Just make sure to not get in trouble."
"That goes without saying. At least we can have fun with her without making too much of a mess."
"But I was the first one in her mouth," the lighter haired boy reminded his friend.
"I got her pussy first."
"Okay, okay.... So we've got to try one part each."
"Exactly. Although...." Daisuke trailed off.
"What?"
"How do we decide who gets to try her ass first?"
Hiroshi glanced at the firm buttocks in question, covered as they were by her panties and jumper skirt. "We'll have to figure out a way to decide."
"How? 'Rock, paper, scissors'?"
"Flipping a coin?"
"A card game?"
"A video game?"
"Letting her decide?" Daisuke jokingly suggested.
"Could work. But...."
"Drawing lots?"
"Picking marbles?"
Even though her Masters were discussing who would get to screw her ass first, Akane didn't sound in with her own opinion. They were the ones who got to decide what she did, including sexually, and this was their choice to make. She might never have even thought about having anal sex before, but if they wanted to use her for it, she would bend over and pull her toned asscheeks apart so they could do just that.
She was only a slavegirl now, after all, and they would decide eventually, while:
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