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The Sacred Chinese Amazon Mind Control Technique
Ch.2
by: neB <kergillian@hotmail.com>


	Kuno staggered out of the closet, his mind filled with confusing 
images. He wasn't sure exactly what happened...
	"Curse that foul Mistre...er...temptress...my head..." He clutched his 
forehead with both hands. He had woken up, naked, in the Furinkan High 
2nd floor broom closet. There was a pair of white, cotton woman's 
panties resting on his forehead, with the most enticing scent emanating 
from them. His...thing ...had been aching, especially around the head, 
and there was a pool of sticky, white, viscous liquid on his stomach, 
and he suspected that it had come from some sort of sexual activity. 
(The only times he'd seen this form of liquid had been when he'd stained 
his robes while thinking of the pig-tailed girl.or his darling Alkane!) 
and throughout all of this, he couldn't help thinking about Nabiki. 
Nabiki, of all women!! Sure, she had a couple of uses, her pictuires 
were always in focus (Akane! The pig-tailed girl! Nabi...what's going 
on??), and she's kinda cute, the kind of maiden that's attractive, 
simply because of her charm and panache. Oh, Nabiki, to see you again! I 
must find my Mistr...what's happening to me???
	While Kuno was pondering all of these troublesome questions, he hadn't 
noticed Akane, walking across the courtyard in the opposite direction. 
He bumped in to her as she passed, not even muttering an apology.
	"KUNO! Watch where you're going!!"
	He ignored her, lost in thought, and just kept walking.
	"Kuno?" Akane called after him, her voice more gentle this time, as she 
sensed that something was troubling.him. "Are you okay??"
	But he just kept walking. Puzzled, and now somewhat annoyed, she yelled 
out, "FINE! IGNORE ME, SEE IF I CARE ABOUT YOUR STUPID PROBLEMS!!!"
	Kuno, almost around the corner now, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe 
his perspiring forehead. 'Maybe he's sick or something,' Akane thought, 
'Maybe I should ask if he wants to go to the clin...wait a minute, 
that's not a handkerchief!  OH MY GOD!! That's a pair of PANTIES!!'
	Akane's jaw dropped, and she just stood there, stunned, as Kuno walked 
around the corner, still wipiong his forehead with the pair of panties. 
She could hear an eruption of laughter, so she raced around the corner 
to see what happened. As she turned the corner, she saw Kuno, still 
slowly walking and wiping his forehead with that same pair of panties. 
There was a group of students who had been talking, all of whom had 
trurned around and started laughing at Kuno as he walked by. Kuno, 
however, in a manner completely opposite to his character, just kept 
walking. Akane, now concerned, looked around for someone to help her. 
Seeing no one, she decided to do something to help Kuno, but when she 
turned back towards him, he was already gone.
	"I wonder what's going on??' Without even a clue as to what the answer 
was, she turned around, and walked home, worried about what could 
possibly be so troubling to Nerima's most arrogant student, Furinkan's 
Blue Thunder himaself, Tatewake Kuno, that he would be acting so 
obliviously. Maybe Ryoga would know. After all, he's the true champion 
of oblivion! Maybe I'll ask him and see if he can help me figure this 
out.


	Nabiki decided it was time for step two of her plan. She'd showered and 
changed, feeling somewhat satisfied physically, but her mind lusted for 
more. The power in her hands was unbelievable, and once tasted, 
addictive as well. She tested out another technique that she'd learnt 
from Cologne, a technique that allowed her to send commands to other 
people mentally instead of orally. She didn't want to be too obvious, 
and most people wouldn't be as weak-minded as Kuno, anyways. She started 
by testing it out on strangers, getting them to enter buildings or walk 
into other people. She was amused by this puppeteering for a while, then 
decided to test out some more serious techniques. She figured that it 
could wait until after dinner, however. Then the entire family was fair 
game! Besides, Kuno wasn't due until eight, and it just wouldn't do to 
start without him.


	"So you're telling me that Kuno was walking around, wiping his face 
with...er...," both Ryoga and Akane blushed as Ryoga attempted to say a 
word that just wasn't proper in front of someone like Akane (Well, in 
his  opinion, anyways). "You know what I mean! Do you think he was sick 
or something?"
	"I don't know! I suppose he must have been, the way he ignored the way 
that everyone was laughing at him."
	"It's probably all Ranma's fault! A childish prank of this kind is 
exactly the type of thing that he  would try to pull!"
	Akane's eyes steeled over, "He wouldn't dare!" Akane's face softened 
up, "But I'm worried about Kuno! I wish I knew if he was allright."
	Ryoga ignored the pang of jealousy that rose up within him. "What I 
want to know is wher he got the...er...them"
	"Well if you hear anything, let me know!" Akane smiled that beautiful 
smile, and waved in a way that meade Ryoga's heart melt. 'I'll find out 
what's going on! I'll prove that this was Ranma's doing! Finally I have 
a way for Akane to rid herself of that no good Ranma for good!!'


	Dinnertime came to the Tendo household, and Nabiki spent her entire 
time scheming. She had a little fun, making Kasumi spill some soup on 
her father, and having Ranma knock a glass of water over into Genma, 
forcing the change into a panda.
	The real test came after dinner however. As the family retired to 
various rooms for rest and relaxation after a marvelous meal, Nabiki 
followed Ranma and Akane into the den to watch some television. As they 
entered the room, Nabiki mentally pushed Ranma into Akane. As Ranma 
tripped into her, Akane's temper started to flare. 
	"You're such a moron! Watch where you're going!"
	"I'm sorry! Geez, calm down!"
	Nabiki quickly grabbed the remote, to ensure that the program was 
suitable, then leaned back in the corner chair to commence her plan. 
Akane was seated at one end of the couch, arms folded in indignation. 
Ranma was slouched in the other corner, sulking.
	Suddenly Akane sat up, "Did you hear what happened to Kuno today?"
	Nabiki leaned forward slightly, interested to see what the dolt had 
done.
	"What?" Ranma replied in a bitter voice.
	"He was walking around, wiping his face with a pair of-" She blushed, 
unable to continue.
	Nabiki sneered, knowing exactly what Akane was about to say. "A pair of 
what??" Nabiki prodded Akane on, her eyes twinkling.
	"Never mind!" Akane fumed, slumping back, her face scarlet.
	"Yeah, what?" Ranma asked, his interest overriding his bitterness.
	"Forget it, go ask someone else!"
	"Gee, Akane, why ever are you so flustered??" Nabiki asked, a vicious 
grin splitting her face, "It wouldn't involve you  would it??"
	"NO!!"
	"What's the big deal, Akane," Ranma asked, curious to know why Akane 
had gotten so riled up.
	"I said forget it! It's not important."
	"You are so uncute sometimes!" Ranma said, returning to his sulking.
	"SHUT UP!" Akane yelled, swinging the hammer that was so conveniently 
on the side table.
	As Ranma reached to push her away, Nabiki sent a mental command to push 
Akane by her breast. As his hand landed right on the center, palm over 
nipple, they both froze. Akane's face once again went scarlet, then 
purple, and Ranma quickly pulled his hand away, unsure of how it got 
there in the first place.
	"You PERVERT!! First you insult me, then you try TO MAKE A PASS AT 
ME???"
	The clock struck eight, and Kuno, right on time, entered the room to 
witness Akane nearly split Ranma's head open with the hammer she cutched 
so tightly. He fingers were white, and she was shaking with anger. 
Nabiki chuckled to herself, and made herself more comfortable, enjoying 
her ringside seat.
	"What have you done, foul villain, to rile up my darling Akane in such 
a manner!!"
	Akane's jaw dropped and the hammer fell from her nerveless fingers. 
"Kuno! Are you...um...okay"
	"No! I can never be allright as long as Ranma lies unpunished for 
whatever misdeed he has committed!"
	"Aw, Kuno, you have the worst timing in history! It's almost as bad as 
Ryoga's!" Ranma said, rubbing his rapidly swelling forehead.
	Nabiki decided to turn up the heat a little. She sent a few mental 
commands to Kuno to get affectionate and loving with Akane.
	Kuno reached down and drew Akane up by her hand. Too numb to speak, 
(for the first time in her life), Akane silently watched as Kuno leaned 
forward and pressed his lips to her hand.
	Ranma jumped up, "Hey! That's my fiancee!"
	Ignoring him, Kuno began to speak, "Darling Akane, it's time you leave 
this place and come to find the paradise you deserve! Marry me, and we 
can live together in eternal bliss. I will shower you with riches and 
you will never have to work a day in your life! Never again will you 
have to deal with this insolent, useless-"
	"That's enough!!" Ranma yelled, punching Kuno through the open window. 
	"What'd you do that for! Why do you always have to answer to everything 
with VIOLENCE!!" Akane shrieked, as she clubbed Ranma senseless with the 
hammer, retrived from the couch. "Finally, someone treats me with the 
respect I deserve, and you-smack-have to -smack- ruin it- smack -with 
your- smack,smack,-jealousy!!" Ranma, wobbled over to the couch where he 
promptly keeled over and fell into unconsciousness.
	Nabiki was amused. She clapped her hands with delight, and mentally 
ordered Kuno to stay outside until called for. She gave a command to 
Kasumi to ignore all noises and keep cleaning the kitchen until she was 
allowed to stop. Genma and her father were to go into town for sake and 
not return until called for. With that out of the way, she flooded Akane 
with feelings of sudden guilt and concern for Ranma, with a touch of 
hidden desire and love.
	Akane looked down at Ranma with a tear in her eye. He wasn't so bad, he 
certainly didn't deserve the rough treatment she had given him. All he 
had done was come to her defense. It was kind of sweet in a way. She 
gently woke him up, and patiently waited for him to stop cringing.
	"I'm sorry."
	"Hunh??" Ranma knew he was hallucinating. He had to be! Akane couldn't 
possibly have just apologized. He pinched himself. Ow! He wasn't 
dreaming...what was going on??
	"I hope I didn't hurt you too badly."
	"Did you hit your own head accidently??" Ranma asked, bracing himself 
for another hit, which didn't come.
	Akane giggled. "No, silly, here, let me help you to lie down in your 
room."
	She hauled him to his feet, and helped him up the stairs. Ranma 
prepared himself for some sort of trick. He figured she'd probably throw 
him back down or somethin'. No...she was leading him to the bathroom. 
Nabiki followed slowly, issuing a command to treat Ranma's wounds, then 
rub his muscles. After which, she should continue wherever her own mind 
took her. This, combined with an increase in intensity to the underlying 
feelings of lust and desire, caused Akane's blood to start to race. With 
her commands in place, along with a command to both of them to ignore 
her presence, Nabiki sat down in the corner to watch.
	Ranma couldn't speak. he certainly wasn't going to stop Akane from 
treating him nicely, at least not until his health became a factor.
	Akane pulled his shirt off, and sponged off his chest. She lay him back 
on the floor, and put a warm washcloth on his forehead. Ranma sighed, 
and let the tenseness flow from im, as Akane began to rub his shoulders.
	'Wow,' Akane thought to herself, 'He's pretty muscular. Better body 
than I thought. I wonder if he's hun-' Akane froze for a moment, 'What 
the hell am I doing, what am I thinking?? I must be-'
	Nabiki sent stronger commands into her, erasing all feelings of doubt 
and replacing them with assurances that she weas doing the right thing. 
She then sent commands of lust into Ranma. Akane was alot cuter than he 
thought, and he wanted her bad. In fact, he would seduce her and do what 
he should have done a long time ago. They were engaged after all, he 
should show her exactly how he treated the women he loved! And besides, 
she's really hot, that body is so sexy! Satisfied, Nabiki licked her 
lips lascivously and let the scene unfold once again.
	Akane leaned Ranma against her, and ran her hands from his shoulders to 
his chest. She rubbed the muscles, admiring how hard and wiry they were. 
She stroked his chest and stomach, rubbing him as if she were rubbing a 
cat. He leaned back, and crossed his legs, subconsciously trying to hide 
the erection that was growing between them.
	"Oh Ranma," Akane whispered, her lips against his ear, sending a tingle 
down his body to his groin, "You're so tense! Let me relieve your 
tension."
	She raised her hands again to his shoulders, paying attention to his 
neck as well. He leaned his head back onto her shoulder, exposing his 
neck completely.
	Akane hesitated for a second, then let instinct take over. She gently 
pressed her lips against the side of his neck and slid her hand across 
his cheek. He turned his head slightly, and looked into her eyes. Their 
hearts were both beating rapidly, and they both paused for a minute, 
bathing in each other's gaze. Then, Ranma leaned forward, and their lips 
met. Sensations ripped through Akane's body, as the nerve endings in her 
mouth flared up. She felt her nipples begin to tingle, and a pleasant 
sensation hit her groin. They pushed their lips against each other, 
pressing harder, until Akane opened her mouth, allowing Ranma to slip 
his tongue inside.
	Nabiki was also beginning to feel horny, her nipples hardening and her 
pussy getting a touch damp. She raised her hand to her neck and slid a 
finger across, down her shoulder and along her collarbone.
	Ranma placed his hand on the side of Akane's head, now kissing her 
cheek, neck, jaw. He licked at her ear, and gently bit her neck, causing 
her to shiver as she slowly heated up. He was now rock hard, and he 
tried to arrange himself so that Akane couldn't see the effect that she 
was having on him. He turned around to face her, and they kissed again, 
her hands reaching passed him to turn on the taps, allowing the tub to 
start filling with steaming water.
	Ranma put his hands on Akane's hips, suckling on her neck and kissing 
her collarbone as he slowly raised them. He stroked her stomach, his 
hand barely touching the bottom of her breasts each time. Then, as she 
drew his lips to hers once more, his hand reached up in perfect rhythm 
and wrapped itself around her breast. He gently squeezed, and a little 
moan escaped her lips. Now, as their tongues snaked across each other's, 
Ranma applied more pressure, running his thumb over her nipple. The 
sensation of the rough cloth running over her nipple was driving her 
insane.
	Nabiki removed her own shirt, and mimicked Ranma's movements on her own 
breasts. She then pinched and pulled on her nipples, hardening them even 
further and building up a desire for more.
	Ranma now ran his hands under Akane's shirt, one on her back, rubbing 
up and down, the other on her breasts, pinching the nipple. He then drew 
her shirt up over her head along with her undershirt. Her breasts had 
swelled, and her chest heaved. She was breathing heavily, and she ran 
her hands along his chest playing with his nipples, too. She then drew 
his lips down to her breast, and he encircled her nipple with his 
tongue. She moaned more loudly this time, and squeezed the back of his 
head. Ranma licked and sucked on one nipple, then travelled to the next. 
His hand ran it's way up her thigh, coming to rest at the edge of her 
stockings. He slowly squezzed her upper thigh, and Akane placed her free 
hand over his and pushed it further up. He ran his hands up the junction 
of her thighs, over her panties. He could feel the dampness that was 
beginning to soak through, and her pushed his hand underneath the 
elastic waistband.
	Nabiki's hands followed Ranma's. She took off her own pants, and pushed 
her hands into her panties. She was already wet as she pushed two 
fingers into her snatch, rubbing her throbbing clit with her other hand. 
She began to moan loudly, as she watched Ranma's fingers push into 
Akane, who gasped loudly, and pushed his hand up, forcing his fingers in 
further. She helped his hand up and down, his fingers pushing in and out 
of her, and kissed him again, passionately. Her other hand went to his 
pants, pulling the drawstrings, and pulling the pants partway down his 
legs. She stopped for one second, to turn the taps off. Then she 
continued, his underwear following his pants to his knees. She then 
stood up, pulling Ranma with her. She grasped his hard cock, which was 
hardened to the max. As she wrapped her fingers around it, she couldn't 
believe how big it was. It was a full ten inches, at least three and a 
half inches thick.
	Nabiki's eyes widened as well, and she had a small orgasm, imagining 
that cock inside of her. She pushed her fingers inside of her more 
deeply, and patiently waited for the right moment to strike.
	Akane pushed her panties off, then pulled Ranma's pants and shorts off 
completely and led him into the spacious tub. He remained standing, the 
warm water gently rippling about mid-calf. She kneeled down in front of 
him, enjoying the feel of the water against her throbbing cunt. She 
grasped his dick again, eliciting a gasp from him. She leaned in and 
took him into her mouth. The feeling of her warm, wet tongue against the 
side of his dick was incredible, his head snapped back and his hands 
flew to the back of her head. He took hold of her head, and began 
pumping in and out of her mouth, pushing a bit further each time. She 
took him almost all the way in, swirling her tongue aound him. At the 
next upstroke, she forced her head back, and licked around the swollen 
head, her hands stroking with fervour. This proved to be enough for 
Ranma, as he rammed his cock deep into her throat and gushed stream 
after stream of cum, all of which she obediently swallowed down. His 
cock was still hard as he finally withdrew from her mouth. She wiped her 
mouth on the back of her wrist as he pushed her back and raised up her 
thighs. He moved forward, and thrust his cock into her pussy, his eyes 
widening at the tightness and the intense heat.. She cried out as he 
tore away her virginity. He stopped until the pain seemed to fade from 
her, wiping the single tear from her eye, then started slowly thrusting. 
The combined sensation of his dick with the water lapping against her 
had her spiralling up towards orgasm almost immediately. He squeezed her 
breasts with his hands, and  rubbed her wet nipples, pinching them and 
twisting them with a touch of force. He thrust more and more quickly, as 
she began groaning more and more loudly. He pulled almost all the way 
out, then rammed himself to the hilt, reaching her womb. She came with 
an earth-shattering force, her muscles clamping down on his cock, 
tightening her hole and forcing another round of cum to spurt from him. 


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