How to Handle A Woman
A fanfiction based on Saber Marionette J
By Mark Turek
All characters are property of Kadokawa Shoten/Bandai Visual/Sotsu
Agency/TV Tokyo
This story is a lemon, meaning it contains scenes with explicit language
and sexual content. Readers must be over the age of 18.
The sun filtered gently through the shoji early in the morning, and
splashed across Otaru’s face, drawing him from his dreams. Blearily wiping
his eyes, he tried to sit up. As usual, however, Lime had sprawled across
him during the night, and was currently resting with her head on his left
shoulder. Not wanting to wake her, Otaru softly rotated his shoulder out
from under her, and placed a pillow in its place. Lime stirred and muttered
in her sleep.
"Otaru, I love you." She shoved her face in the pillow, and snuggled
farther under the covers.
Blushing a bright red, Otaru stepped lightly over Bloodberry and Cherry to
make his way outside. Slipping his geta on, he quietly opened the shoji and
slid outside for a morning walk.
Walking slowly down the streets of Japoness, Otaru was alone with his
thoughts. He had been with the marionettes so long that he had trouble
remembering a time before they had came. Yes they were a pain in the ass
sometimes, but they meant so much to him as friends that he had a hard time
remembering he was supposed to be maturing their maiden circuits, a task
imposed on him by the Emperor of Japoness.
******
The other day, the Emperor had called Otaru to the palace. Normally, the
marionettes would accompany him there, since they all enjoyed seeing the
Emperor. However, that day, the Emperor was very specific that only Otaru
should come. The marionettes, while slightly miffed, agreed and soon Otaru
was standing before the Emperor out in the royal gardens.
The Emperor was standing pruning a delicate bonsai tree with a pair of
iron shears. Looking up at Otaru with a brief smile, and an almost
imperceptible blush, he returned to his task.
"Hello again, Otaru. How are things in your household?" With a small
snip, a small piece of branch fell to the ground.
"Hello, Your Majesty. It’s good to see you again. Everything is fine with
us, but the girls were wondering why they couldn’t come. They would like to
see you."
With his back to Otaru, the Emperor was glad Otaru couldn’t see his face.
He was blushing like a schoolboy. He cleared his throat, and gave a nervous
chuckle. "Yes, yes, I’m sure they would. You will have to ask them to
forgive me. I have a VERY important task for you that has to do with your
marionettes, specifically their maiden circuits. I wanted to talk with you
man to man about it, without any undue distractions. Let’s go inside. I
have some things to show you." With that, he dropped his shears and quickly
walked into the palace. Bewildered, Otaru had no choice but to follow.
He followed the Emperor to a large room containing row after row of
comfortable chairs, all facing a large screen. He sat down next to the
Emperor in the front row. Before them was a large computer console, which
the Emperor started working on.
The Emperor suddenly turned to Otaru with a serious look on his face, and
said in a grave voice "The videos you are about to see are classified
government secrets. You must not tell anyone about these. Do you agree?"
Taken aback, Otaru could only nod. With a flicker the projection machine
started. At first, Otaru could only make out a wall of pink, but as the
camera zoomed out, he could see he was looking at the naked back of a
person. The person had long red hair, and they were kneeling before another
naked person sitting in a chair whose head was out of frame. The redhead
was bobbing and whipping their head back and forth in the lap of the other
person, but the exact action was hidden by the camera angle. Suddenly the
camera tilted up revealing the face of the Emperor, albeit looking much
younger! From the expression on his face, Otaru couldn’t tell if he was in
extreme pain or pleasure. The Emperor’s lips pulled back from his teeth in
a rictus grin and his muscles corded and flexed beneath his partner. He
groaned and writhed, and suddenly announced "I’m gonna cum!"
With that, whoever was holding the camera scuttled around to the side of
the chair and aimed the camera right at the Emperor’s lap. Otaru certainly
knew what was down there, but he didn’t expect to see Lorelei’s succulent
lips wrapped around it and sucking for all she was worth. The Emperor’s
penis was pretty much average length, but it was very fat, and Lorelei’s
mouth was stretched wide as she struggled to keep it corralled. Her eyes
rolled, and her cheeks flexed as she increased her speed. With a triumphant
shout, the Emperor’s hips bucked wildly. Lorelei yanked his cock from her
lips with a loud POP and began jacking her hands over his penis as a
fountain of sperm sprayed her chin. She slowed down as the Emperor relaxed
back into the chair with a satisfied sigh. With a grin up at the Emperor,
she pulled a towel out from under the chair and wiped her face off. She
then stared straight into the camera, and said "Give that thing to him. He
won’t be ready for a while, so he can film us. Get over here and fuck me."
The person behind the camera chuckled, and the picture jostled as the
Emperor took control of the camera. Then a very young-looking Faust walked
into frame, pushed Lorelei back onto the rug, and knelt down between her
legs. She sighed as he ran his hands over the insides of her thighs.
Otaru stared at the thing between Lorelei’s soft thighs. Female anatomy
wasn’t really covered in school. Why bother? There were no females on this
planet. She obviously didn’t have a penis, so what was this complex
collection of folds and flaps? It was covered in a light dusting of fine
curly red hair that started in a triangle below her belly button, and
narrowed down to a slight strip along both sides of the outermost folds. It
looked flushed, swollen, and moist. It was obviously quite sensitive to the
touch, since Lorelei jumped and squirmed when Faust ran his hands over it.
He peeled the two big folds apart with his thumbs, leaned down, and ran his
tongue straight up the middle. Lorelei responded by grabbing Faust’s ears,
forcing him deeper, and clamping her legs around the sides of his head.
This made it impossible to see what happened next, but Otaru imagined that
Faust kept licking because Lorelei started screaming "LICK MY CLIT, oh god
Faust LICK IT. Oh FUCK! COME ON, FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG TONGUE!" She kept
bucking for a minute or two, then Faust stopped and pried her legs apart,
coming up to breathe with a gasp. He could a few deep gulps of air, and
dove right back between her thighs. "Oh fuck, Faust, you eat pussy like
nobody else! I’m CUMMING" Lorelei screwed up her face in a look of pure
ecstasy seemed to go through a series of convulsions that started at her
head and ran down her body in a wave. Finally she stopped, pushed Faust
away, put her hand between her legs, and rolled on her side. She panted as
she recovered.
Faust chuckled "Don’t tell me you’re done already!" Lorelei looked over at
him, and smiled wickedly. "Are you kidding? I need cock NOW!" She rolled
onto her back, and lifted her knees up to her shoulders. Otaru could see
her moisture dripping down the crack of her ass. Faust pulled down the
briefs he was wearing and revealed a penis that was just as fat as the
Emperor’s but several centimeters longer. It stiffened noticeably as Faust
pumped it with his hand. He strolled over to Lorelei again, knelt down
before her, lined the tip of his shaft up to her folds, and slowly began to
sink it into her. Lorelei’s mouth opened in an O as she threw her head
back. Otaru could see her lips being dragged inside by the friction of
Faust’s insertion. A flush rose between Lorelei’s straining breasts and
spread upwards along her neck up to her cheeks. Otaru’s eyes locked onto
her swaying nipples as they hardened even farther. He had seen breasts of
course (well, brief glimpses) during his time with the marionettes, but had
never seen them in arousal. His mind was struck with unbidden images of
Lime writhing beneath him in ecstasy. He had to shake his head to clear
those thoughts out and return to the present. Now Faust had begun a
rhythmic thrusting with his hips, and Lorelei was meeting his thrusts with
equal vigor. They started speeding up and panting as their efforts got more
powerful. Soon their groins were audibly slapping together, eliciting
grunts from both of them. Sweat flew from their bodies as Lorelei wrapped
her heels around Faust’s ass and spurred him onward. "AH, AH, AH, UH, FUCK,
AH, YEAH, AH …….."
The screen went blank. Otaru sat there for several seconds, quite
conscious of the massive erection fighting against his loincloth. He
blinked and turned slowly to look at the Emperor. The Emperor was staring
at the blank screen, and said in a monotone voice "I guess they ran out of
tape."
******
Later, Otaru and the Emperor sat in the study in silence. The Emperor was
the first one to speak. "You realize that wasn’t me. That tape was made
several centuries ago by the original Faust, Lorelei, and my ancestor.
Apparently their relationship was much more complex than originally thought."
Otaru nodded slowly, looking at a wall. "I thought so. But why are you
showing this to me?"
The Emperor turned towards Otaru and tried to catch his eye. "You need to
do the things you just saw with your marionettes."
Otaru exploded out of his chair. "What do you mean? I can’t do those
things with the girls, I….L……um…" He sat back down in a daze.
"Yes you love them and they love you. That should be obvious to you. You
need to do those things in order to finish the maturation of their maiden
circuits. Since you love each other, it should be an especially pleasant
task." The Emperor rose from his chair and poured himself a stiff drink.
"But why? Why is this necessary?"
The Emperor chuckled. "Sexuality is a normal part of the human experience,
and as we have just seen, Lorelei was a very sexual woman. Unfortunately,
due to our situation here, over the past few centuries, sexuality has begun
to atrophy. With cloning, there is no need for sex to procreate, and
natural procreation is impossible without members of the opposite sex. Of
course, since we are an all-male society, we have our fair share of
same-sex relationships, but that is a different type of sexuality, and one
that the majority of our population has no interest in. Therefore, the
majority of our men either have no interest in sex at all, or they
masturbate on a regular basis." The Emperor drained his drink, and blushed.
"I’m in the second group myself. How about you, Otaru? Do you think about
sex?"
"Erk! Um….yeah…I guess. Sometimes it’s hard not to, with the girls running
around half-dressed. But even then, I don’t know what attracts me to them.
What is it about them that is so……you know?"
"That’s nature working. Humans have a natural drive to mate and procreate.
We have had to subvert that drive for a long time, and we have stopped
educating ourselves on what to do with women. To be honest, I’ve never had
sex either. However, I have the benefit of the video we saw to teach me. I
wanted you to learn as well, because if the marionettes are to become fully
mature, they must discover and explore their own sexuality as adult women."
The Emperor refilled his glass and slumped back into his chair. "Frankly, I
envy you. You will be the first member of this planet to have a
heterosexual relationship in 300 years."
"That brings me to another question, Your Majesty. Why keep this tape
secret? If sexuality is really being lost, why not broadcast it over the
entire country to help men rediscover sex?"
"Because the government would rather have a population uninterested in
sex, than a population of horny men who can never get what they just saw on
TV. There are not many things more dangerous than a mob of sex-crazed
unfulfilled men."
Otaru groaned, and pinched the bridge of his nose. He felt a headache fast
approaching. "What makes you think the girls would not kill me if I tried
this?"
The Emperor snorted, and eyeballed his quickly emptying glass. "Well,
considering how sexually active Lorelei was, the marionettes who are based
on her personality should be equally….eager. They simply have not had that
side of their personality awakened yet."
"OK, another question. If we awaken this aspect in the girls, what will
that do?"
"It will make your life a hell of a lot more fun than mine, that’s what,"
the ruler grumped. On seeing Otaru’s expression, he relented. "I don’t
honestly know. Your marionettes may react in one of several ways. They may
become sexually voracious, craving every sensation available. They may
experience an emotional backlash, and deny their sexuality entirely if it
threatens their relationship with you. The best case will be if you love
them carefully and compassionately, easing them into their new feelings.
This will help them incorporate this aspect successfully, and become fully
balanced."
Otaru sighed and scrubbed his hands through his hair. "This is a disaster
in the making. Ok, Your Majesty, let’s say I agree to this. How do I get
started? You know the girls, each one is going to want to go first. How do
I start?"
The Emperor leaned back in his chair and pondered. "Well, I might suggest
Bloodberry. She is the aggressive female part of Lorelei, and would
probably be the best to have your first time with. On the other hand, she
may be too aggressive. Lime is the innocent part of Lorelei, and her lack
of knowledge may be unthreatening. At the same time, you want to do this
right, and clumsy attempts may undo what we are trying to accomplish.
Cherry is the mothering side, and may be the perfect mix of aggressive and
innocent. However, if you choose her first, she may become romantically
attached, and not permit you to have sex with the others. My advice to you
is to play it by ear. If need be you could approach this as a group
exercise instead of single episodes."
In spite of himself, Otaru snarled, "That’s not what I asked! I asked you
how do I start? How do you ask a woman if she wants to have sex with you? I
don’t think it’s as simple as walking up and saying ‘Hey baby, wanna fuck?’"
"No I imagine it wouldn’t be that simple. Well let’s start with the
obvious. Have you kissed any of them?"
Otaru paused. "Well, yeah once. They were asleep. They weren’t feeling
well. We were in an underground hotel that was near a plasma cloud. I
kissed each of them on the cheek."
Nodding his head sagely, the Emperor asked "And how did they react?"
Otaru shrugged and stood up. "When they woke up, they said they felt like
something important had happened."
"Something important did happen. You reciprocated their affection. Your
task should be fairly easy now."
Blinking, Otaru stared at the man. "So….what do I do?"
"Kiss them, you fool! It all starts there. You’re a smart boy. You can
figure out the rest," the Emperor blandly stated.
"This is too weird. How can you be so calm about this?" Otaru paced back
and forth before the Emperor.
"Simple. It’s not me. I’m detached from the situation, so I can be
dispassionate. If I was you, I’m sure I’d be pacing just as you are now.
Why don’t you go home and give it some thought. The answer will come to you."
End Part 1
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Author's notes: Well, this little bit of smut work has been swimming
upstream in my head for a while. This series is still in its infancy, and
needs a good deal of polish. The things I need the most feedback on is
staying in character for Otaru, who is reluctant to do anything with the
girls, and the Emperor, who has always been the driving force in the girls'
development. I appreciate all constructive feedback.