Marital Arts 4 - Part II
 
Ranko:  "Are you leaving again? You can do your thinking just as 
	well here.  No one will disturb you.  Except maybe me." 
 
Ranko drew Ryoga to herself and kissed him.  She then led him to the 
bed where they had spent the night and sat him down.  He was 
surprised at how much he wanted to touch her again. 
 
Ranko:  "Undress me, Ryoga.  I have some secrets I want to share 
	with you." 
 
Ryoga blushed at the memory of the night before.  Ranko grabbed his 
hands in her own and used them to remove her clothes.  Ryoga stared 
wide-eyed at each newly exposed section; he hadn't really gotten a 
good look at her in the darkness.  Ranko finally stood before him, 
unclothed.  His eyes drifted to her triangle of red pubic hair.  She sat 
on his lap and lifted his head to look at her face. 
 
Ranko:  "I can't share all my secrets with you.  Not just yet.  But I 
	want to share as much as possible.  I think I love you." 
 
Ryoga almost fainted at the words.  Ranko felt a sense of relief.  She 
had finally said the words out loud to him.  Ranko opened Ryoga's 
shirt and let it fall back onto the bed.  She felt Ryoga's erection 
poking at her through his pants.  Ranko moved so that she sat on the 
floor with her back against the bed.  She pulled Ryoga down in front 
of her after she made him take off his pants. 
 
Ranko:  "Just watch me for a couple of minutes." 
 
Ryoga watched as Ranko first concentrated her attentions on her 
breasts, first running her hands over them, then teasing her nipples 
into prominence.  Ranko's eyes glittered as she saw his erection; she 
wanted it inside of her again.  Her breathing grew labored as she felt 
the excitement build within her, and when she felt the wetness start 
to flow within her, dropped a hand down to her pussy.  She caressed 
her mound, not opening herself up, but letting her fingers travel 
through her red bush.  Ranko felt herself build up quickly and she 
gave a small moan as she came.  A small trickle of her honey trickled 
from her pussy.  Ranko caught it on her finger and rubbed it across a 
surprised Ryoga's mouth.  He instinctively licked at it. 
 
Ranko:  "Would you like some more?" 
 
Ranko spread her legs invitingly.  Ryoga looked at her without 
comprehension.  To him, it seemed that she was suggesting that he 
put his mouth down there.  Such a thing would have never occurred 
to him on his own.  He then remembered that last night she had taken 
him into her mouth, so he positioned himself in front of her.  She slid 
down to the floor and propped her head up with a pillow from her 
bed. 
 
Ryoga opened her pussy up and saw it glistening with her juices.  
Under Ranko's direction he learned to clean it so that it gave her the 
greatest possible pleasure; to manipulate her clitoris with both fingers 
and tongue so that she would moan and move her hips in response to 
his touch.  Ryoga again felt that he was the luckiest man alive as 
Ranko communicated her pleasure to him. 
 
Ryoga held on to her hips as he was told as Ranko put her hand onto 
the back of his head and pushed him into herself.  She lifted her hips 
as she came, and Ryoga eagerly licked up the fresh supply of sauce, 
finding it irresistible.  Ranko pulled him up on top of her. 
 
Ryoga looked down their bodies at his manhood poised at her 
entrance.  He gasped as Ranko took it into her hand and guided it 
slowly into her.  Her legs wrapped around his buttocks and drew him 
further into her sex. 
 
She spread her legs so that he could fully penetrate her; instructing 
him on how to fuck her.  They had only done it once the night before, 
and she had been on top.  Ryoga started to move his hips, again 
amazed at the feeling of Ranko fully surrounding him, grasping his 
manhood within itself.  Ranko's hands reached around his back to 
hold his body close; he felt her breasts between them, the nipples 
pressed into his chest. 
 
Ranko told him to move faster and he did, struggling to hold back his 
orgasm until she went off.  Ranko whispered that she was almost 
there and Ryoga sped up even more, not noticing how Ranko would 
raise her hips to meet his.  Finally Ryoga couldn't hold back any more 
and his orgasm ripped through him as he spurted his load into 
Ranko.  The feeling of his hot cum splashing against her inner walls 
drove Ranko over the edge. 
 
Ranko dug her fingers into Ryoga's back as she started to cum.  Their 
mixed juices started to run out of her onto her legs and his cock; they 
had not bothered to separate themselves and he was still within her.  
They missed dinner, but neither of them cared.  Ryoga vowed to gain 
control of himself so that he could give her as much pleasure as she 
could ever want. 
 
Ranko felt a small tear make its way from her eye.  She loved Ryoga; 
she could admit that much to herself.  But she also loved Shampoo, 
and her absence still hurt.  Ranko hugged Ryoga a little tighter to 
herself, letting his presence within her give her some measure of 
comfort. 
 
*************** 
 
Ranko, Ranma, and Akane practiced at the skating rink.  Ranko 
picked up skating just as quickly as Ranma had, though she had some 
trouble with moving backwards.  The "Golden Pair" entered the rink, 
skating to the center as if they owned it.  The three watched them, 
unimpressed.  Mikado raised his hand to signal his opponents, but 
mainly to show off. 
 
Mikado:  "And now... the Assault of a Hundred Foes!" 
 
Mikado let his hand fall as he and Asuza went into their fighting 
stance.  Their 'foes' attacked them en masse, and were all defeated 
after nine seconds.  Ranko and Ranma looked at each other. 
 
Ranko and Ranma:  "Feh!  What a stupid technique." 
 
Mikado and Asuza skated up to them. 
 
Mikado:  "Impressed, ladies?  Perhaps you'd like to join my fan club 
	now." 
Ranko:  "Why?  Are we to be afraid of a hundred people who are 
	stupid enough to be lured onto the ice?  I'd use missile 
	weapons myself, in that case." 
 
Mikado skated around behind Ranko, who had trouble turning to face 
him.  Mikado grabbed her into his embrace. 
 
Mikado:  "You're a fiery one, aren't you?  I find that attractive.  
	Maybe you need a little 'extra persuasion'." 
 
Mikado smiled and moved his face closer to kiss him, his hand also 
moving to cup her breast.  Ranko looked extremely indignant as the 
bystanders gasped. 
 
Ranko:  "Tornado Timber Punch!" 
 
Ranko started to spin in Mikado's arms, extending her own so that 
they impacted with his crotch with each revolution.  The spectators 
again gasped at this new move.  Mikado just smiled.  He had invested 
in the best cup protector that money could buy; a lot of his potential 
opponents would be willing to take a cheap shot there, so he had 
always protected himself. 
 
He was extremely surprised when the cup broke.  Mikado fell to the 
floor, grasping the family jewels. 
 
Ranko:  "No one kisses me without my permission!  Is that clear?" 
Spectators:  "Yes ma'am!" 
 
Asuza skated up to her fallen partner, who had recovered enough to 
prop his upper body up with his arms. 
 
Asuza:  "Does him hurt here, sweetums?  Does him hurt here?" 
 
Asuza pounded on Mikado's crotch, causing him to lose 
consciousness.  All the spectators rushed the fallen body to write 
graffiti on it. 
 
Ranma led Akane and Ranko out of the skating rink. 
 
*************** 
 
Halfway through the week, Dr. Tofu gave Ranma and Ranko a 
thorough physical examination in preparation for their match.  Ranko 
had been a little depressed over Ryoga leaving again, but she 
accepted that it might be a long time before she saw him again; it 
wasn't something that he could help. 
 
Ranko:  "This is stupid.  I never had to do anything like this with 
	Kodachi." 
Dr. Tofu:  "Its a standard practice, Ranko." 
Ranma:  "I don't know why." 
Dr. Tofu:  "There's a much greater chance of injury in the skating 
	rink." 
 
*************** 
 
Nabiki:  "So what do you think?" 
Ranma:  "Are you nuts, Nabiki?  Everyone's going to know that's 
	Ranko." 
Nabiki:  "Ordinary humans, maybe.  But that's why they're wearing 
	masks, see?  No one will figure it out." 
Ranma:  "Nabiki, the red hair is a giveaway." 
Nabiki:  "That's why Kasumi is wearing a blonde wig.  So that they'll 
	think the red is fake, too." 
Ranma:  "I still think its a bad idea." 
Nabiki:  "At ten thousand yen per book?  Its a great idea!  With a 
	print run of 150 books that's one-and-a-half million yen, all 
	under the table." 
Ranma:  "Ten thousand yen?  Are you serious?  Who buys this stuff?" 
Nabiki:  [smirking]  "All your classmates, Ranma.  Not just Kuno.  
	They're not like you, playing with Akane every night." 
Ranma:  "Not every night." 
Nabiki:  "Well, close enough." 
 
Ranma skeptically looked at Nabiki's homemade hardcore 
pornographic magazine.  She had made it at the shop of a local 
photographer, who had agreed to let her use his darkroom and 
printers for a copy of her work.  Ranma had to admit that it looked 
professional.  Akane read over his shoulder, one hand around his 
neck. 
 
All the photographs had Kasumi in a blonde wig; both she and Ranko 
wore "Lone Ranger"-type masks.  The cover had the title of "The 
Mistress and the Maid - A Masked Meeting" with a picture of 
Kasumi in a blue teddy and Ranko in a maid's outfit dusting her.  He 
flipped through it. 
 
Page 1 - Pictures of Ranko cleaning and Kasumi lying in bed with a 
	blue bodice and stockings (minus the crotch).  
 
Page 2 - Ranko entering Kasumi's bedroom and cleaning up some of 
	the strewn clothes. 
Caption:  "My employers must have had a lot of fun last night." 
 
Page 3 - Ranko looking down at Kasumi with a pair of blue panties in 
	her hands as Kasumi fingers herself. 
Captions:  "The mistress is so pretty."  "Oh, my husband..." 
 
Page 4 - Ranko using her duster handle on Kasumi. 
Captions:  "Lady, forgive my impertinence..."  "I forgive you... just... 
	go faster..." 
 
Page 5 - Ranko lying on Kasumi's side, one hand on the duster 
	handle, the other on Kasumi's breast. 
Captions:  "Yes, that's the way.  If only my husband were here as 
	well."  "I wish your husband were here also." 
 
Page 6 - Kasumi arching her back as Ranko sucked on her breast. 
Captions:  "I'm coming!"  "Mmmf!" 
 
Page 7 - Kasumi undressing Ranko. 
Captions:  "You're so beautiful.  From now on you'll be my personal 
	servant."  "What would I do?"  "Exactly what you're doing 
	right now." 
 
Page 8 - Kasumi opening Ranko's pussy with her fingers. 
Caption:  "Here's a fringe benefit." 
 
Page 9 - Kasumi extending her tongue into Ranko, who played with 
	Kasumi's breasts. 
Caption:  "Please, Mistress, let me attend to you." 
 
Page 10 - Kasumi lying on the bed as Ranko sixty-nine'd her. 
Caption:  "I want to taste you, Mistress." 
 
Page 11 - Ranko eating Kasumi's pussy while Kasumi put her fingers 
	into Ranko. 
Caption:  "You're delicious!"  "You're so wet!" "Ooh!  Baby!  Ooh!"  
	"Oooh!  So good!" 
 
Page 12 - Ranko arching her back above Kasumi, who also arched 
	her back off the bed. 
Caption:  "I'm coming again!"  "I'm coming too!" 
 
Page 13 - Ranko and Kasumi entering a shower. 
Caption:  "I feel so dirty!"  "I'll clean you, Mistress." 
 
Page 14 - A soapy Ranko and Kasumi in the shower, their bodies 
	pressed together as they kissed. 
Caption:  "Is there anything else you want from me, Mistress?"  "How 
	about another round of the same... in bed!" 
 
Ranma:  "The captions are totally stupid, Nabiki." 
Nabiki:  "They're not buying it for the captions, Ranma." 
 
*************** 
 
Akane lay with her head on Ranma's chest.  Contrary to popular 
belief, they didn't make love every night. 
 
Akane:  "So is it OK with you?" 
Ranma:  "If you want to do it, go.  Besides, its Dr. Tofu.  I mean, its 
	not like it was that idiot Kuno or that pervert Sanzenin." 
Akane:  "But aren't you jealous?" 
Ranma:  "I don't want you to do it, OK?  But I'm not going to forbid 
	you when I'm doing it with our sisters." 
Akane:  [whispering]  "I love you, Ranma." 
Ranma:  [whispering]  "I love you, Akane." 
 
Kasumi, Nabiki, and Ranko all tiptoed into the room, joining the pair 
under the blanket.  As they all cuddled, they sighed to themselves and 
went to sleep.  The familiar scents and touches of each other 
reassuring, even if they didn't make love. 
 
*************** 
 
Kasumi had managed to keep the rest of Dr. Tofu's afternoon 
schedule clear for Nabiki's 'check-up'.  Kasumi was nervous.  She 
wasn't sure how Tofu would react to either what she was about to tell 
him or the upcoming menage-a-trois. 
 
Nabiki stood outside Dr. Tofu's clinic with Akane and Ranma and 
Ranko.  They had all quickly returned home after school to get ready 
for the twins' duel. 
 
Nabiki:  "Go out and win me some money, guys." 
Ranma:  "Do you always have to bet on us, Nabiki?" 
Nabiki:  "Sure!  A girl's got to pay her expenses somehow." 
Ranma:  "What about those porno books?  They sold out in one day!  
	I still can't believe no one recognized Ranko." 
Nabiki:  "I told you they wouldn't.  Next time, why don't you two join 
	us?  I could use some more models.  I pay well, as Ranko 
	knows." 
 
The three watched as Nabiki entered the clinic, hanging a "closed" 
sign on the door as she locked it behind her.  Ranko wondered if she 
had moved too fast with Shampoo and Ryoga; Kasumi waited a 
month before she did anything.  But, she knew that she was in love 
with them.  The three continued on their way to Kolkhoz High 
School. 
 
*************** 
 
Nabiki sat on the examination table.  She had changed into her 
shortest pair of shorts and a loose tank top, leaving her underwear in 
her schoolbag.  Kasumi followed Dr. Tofu into the room.  Nabiki had 
to admit they made a good couple.  She knew it wouldn't be much 
longer until Dr. Tofu noticed the wet spot on her shorts. 
 
Dr. Tofu sat down on a chair and looked over her medical records.  
Kasumi started to undress herself.  Nabiki stared at how fast Kasumi 
acted; she thought that they'd first entice Dr. Tofu with little 
glimpses.  Kasumi probably knew best, though; she had been going 
with Dr. Tofu for weeks now.