Prisoner of the Iron Mask

Disclaimer:

Ranma 1/2 was created by Rumiko Takahashi. Her intellectual property is
used without permission, but also without the intent of making money.

Author's notes:

This is the fifth chunk of original episodes 21-24 (of 30 that have been
posted on the Addventure). It is the part that I am most likely to rewrite
extensively as I don't think I have handled the lime content and the
religious stuff that is mentioned here very well. If you are they type to get
easily upset about such things you should probably stop reading now
and wait for a revised version.

Website:

In case you missed them, previous parts of the story can now be found
here: http://www.angelfire.com/anime6/loki-l/PotIM.html
(Those are exactly the same files I posted to the list. They still contain
the same typos, mistakes and errors. Revised versions that include all
the helpfuly corrections and suggestions I have recieved will be posted
soon.)
    
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                        Part 21: Calls to action 


"He's called again," Ichiro's sister announced cryptically as she put down
the phone.

"People call us all the time on that line. They usually want us to bring
them food," Ichiro assured her earnestly, "why don't you tell us what this
person wanted and give me the address?"

"Idiot," she rebuffed his well-meant filial assistance, "it was your
friend from that fairytale castle."

Suddenly it got very silent in the kitchen of Light Castle Restaurant as
the extended family who worked there abandoned their various tasks and
drew closer.

"What did he say?", "How do you know it was him?", "What did he want?"
they asked eagerly.

"It was the same address and he wanted the same as last week only twice
as much. That was all." Ichiro's Sister told them.

"That was all?" Father asked disbelieving.

"Well he probably didn't want to say anything over the phone, had to make
it sound like a normal order. You never know who might be listening in."
Ichiro argued.

"Yes, but what did he mean with twice as much as before? Is that a good
sign or bad sign?" Father despaired unable to decipher the message.

"Perhaps he wanted twice as much food as the last time. You know, just
like he said," his sister suggested unimaginatively.

"Maybe it did not mean anything," mother tried to calm everyone down,
"but let's bring double portions just in case." 

"Yes we will have to actually take food there to keep up appearances,"
father was slowly catching up.

"Who is this we anyway? Don't you think it will look slightly suspicious
if takeout is delivered by a delegation consisting of half a dozen old
men? I think that the food should be delivered by somebody who will not
draw too much attention and who preferably is less credulous then Ichiro
here, so that we can get a less fanciful picture of what is going on."
Ichiro's sister suggested.

She was obviously trying to steal his thunder and be send to the castle in
his place even if she did not actually believe in its existence herself.

"No, no!" Ichiro defended his position, "we should not send an unfamiliar
face. If he does not recognize the messenger he might just break of
contact."

"Then it is settled," his father announced, "you will accompany me. He
did say twice as much, so two messengers should fit."

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Meanwhile at Kunou Manor the young scion of the house Kunou was making a
shocking discovery.

"What manner of recreancy is this, Sasuke?" Tatewaki Kunou demanded of his
manservant, "I send you out to find information about the whereabouts of
the beauteous Akane Tendou and you are lying here in the garden sunning
yourself. What sort of man are you that you can pursue your leisure when
you have been given a mission from your master?"

The ninja lying motionless in the garden tried to explain himself. "I am
full of remorse for my deplorable behavior, young master, but might I
bring up in my defense that I am not lying here out of my own volition.
Miss Kodachi has seen it fit to test one of her newest paralyzing powders
on me when I came to report to you the day before yesterday and I have
been lying here every since.

"I understand it is my own fault for not acquiring an immunity to this
newest formula in time, but I would like to at least apply for leniency
especially in light of the fact that I managed to obtain the information
you sought before I was detained."

Tatewaki Kunou considered this -- it took a great man to show great mercy
after all.

"Fine, you will only have deducted your pay for the time you spend idle
in the yard," he decided.

"All 400 Yen of it?" Sasuke asked mournfully.

"Yes!" Kunou insisted -- a great judge had to be as firm as he was
merciful, "but that is not really of importance right now. Tell me what
you have found out."

"As I already told miss Kodachi," Sasuke began only to be interrupted by
Tatewaki.

"You have told my sister of the purpose of your mission and she paralyzed
you? It would be just like my twisted sibling to sabotage my noble quest,"
Kunou declared.

He picked up the still paralyzed Sasuke and hurried for the gate. "There
is not time to loose; we have to haste. Who knows what she might have done
with the information. She could have warned Akane's abductor of my coming.
We have to reach him before he flees from my wrath."

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                   Part 22: Kodachi vs. the Penguin

Akane felt really glad that Kodachi had decided to join her in Sister
Holle's lesson. She really had not been looking forward to suffering
through another abusive lecture from the evil nun all by herself.

As she knelt on the cushion waiting for Sister Holle to arrive she just
hoped that she had managed to impress on Kodachi just what sort of person
was.

The Kunou girl could be a bit strange at times and Sister Holle was bound
to misinterpret any sort of abnormal behavior as signs of sinful
pervertedness.

Kodachi had only boasted that she 'knew that type' looking very confident
and happy in her new dress.

Akane wished that she could feel that confident.

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Ranma was looking forward to a short session as Sister Holle as it
hopefully would help her went some of the accumulated frustration on her
two prisoners.

She was prepared for every possible reaction from Kodachi except for the
one she got. Respectful behavior and what turned out to be a preemptive
attack disguised in polite inquisitiveness.

"Isn't the cross you wear the wrong way up?" She had asked lightly once
the introductions were done.

Ranma looked down at herself. Was the long bit supposed to point up or
down? It looked like she thought it was supposed to look.

On the basis of her father's teachings that you never admitted any
weakness or mistakes unless forced to she assured Kodachi that the way
she wore was exactly the way it was worn.

But that had actually only been an opening gambit of Kodachi's to put
Sister Holle of balance to prepare her for her first salvo.

"I have heard that you have a very strong stance on moral issues and was
wondering if you could explain me your church views on issues like the
prince intention of establishing an harem? It does not sound very
Christian to me," Kodachi wanted to know. 

>From the astonished look on Akane's face that contradiction had never
occurred to her. It had not occurred to Ranma either but she was able to
quickly come up with an answer.

"A common mistake," Ranma dismiss, "Having several wives is an old and
cherished Christian tradition going back all the way to Lamech. The Bible
tells us that great man have always deserved this right and that God
approves of them having many wives. Esau, Jacob, Gideon, Moses were all
great man before the Lord with more than one woman. And King David was
said to have had at least 18 wives and concubines with Salomon holding
the record of 1000 wives. Clearly under those precedents nobody can claim
that it would be wrong or sinful for our own Prince to have as many wives
as he desires."

Had Akane known that it was Ranma under that habit she would have been
stunned at this explanation, but since she did not she just accepted it
as making sense.

What Akane did not know and few others would have suspected was that Ranma
whatever else he might have lacked in his education, had actually managed
to acquire a good if somewhat idiosyncratic working knowledge on
comparative theology during his training trip.

Genma had often taken advantage of the hospitality of temples, shrines,
monasteries and other houses of religion during their travels. Most holy
men had quickly recognized that Genma was a lost case, but they had at
least tried to instill some of their teachings to young Ranma, before
finally kicking the two out. As word had gotten around among the various
temples Genma had to resort to ask at increasingly more obscure and fringe
religious institutions for shelter.

Ranma had always been polite and attentive in the hopes of finding a good
fighting technique among the useless bits of enlightenment. He had great
respect for various groups of crazy kung-fu monks, but he had pretty much
given up on Judaism, Christianity, and Islam which he in his self-study
concluded were more or less the same. He had tried to find useful stuff by
reading their holy books, but had given up after an unsuccessful attempt
at smiting his father with the jaw-bone of an ass.

He normally would not have remembered any of the stuff he had read.
Ranma's memory worked very erraticly enabling him to have near
photographic recall of any fighting technique he had every witnessed
while at the same time forgetting his best friends or even that he ever
had a mother.

But Ranma's sub-consciousness had decided that he was having a fight with
Kodachi at the moment and that his best weapons were obscure half
remembered bits of information. A fact which selectively boosted his
powers of recall. 

But Kodachi was not as easily defeated. "I understand that this may be the
view of some, but surely the Roman Catholic Church has an official policy
prohibiting polygamy?"

Another aspect of Ranma's fighting skill came into play at this point, his
creativity and ability to improvise. 

"Well I am not Roman Catholic," she explained, "the papist with their
false teachings schismed of the true church of Lichtenburg centuries ago,
when they refused to acknowledge our prince's right to take a second
wife."

"Oh, my bad then," Kodachi pretended to be sorry, "I should not have
assumed. So this regulation applies just to the prince or to everyone?"

"Oh, every man can have has many women as he can afford." Ranma decided
it only seemed fair that way.

"Only the men? That sounds rather unbalanced to me," Kodachi objected,
"Some might even call it misogynistic and backwards if women are not
granted the same rights as men."

"Nonsense," Ranma dismissed her accusations feigning being slightly
insulted, "I will have you know that Lichtenburg is a very progressive
country we have for example been allowing women to vote for almost an
entire generation."

Kodachi seemed to accept this largely made up example as sufficient proof
for the progressive nature of Lichtenburg but she still was not satisfied
with everything

"Doesn't that lead to problems? Surely even in Lichtenburg people have as
many sons as daughters," she asked pointing out the flaws in such an
arrangement in a vicious attack on Ranma's carefully constructed social
system.

"It's traditional," he retaliate.

He had not managed to absorb much of what little there was written in the
Tendo family encyclopaedia volume IV [J-N] about Lichtenburg, but one part
out of all the boring numbers and descriptions had caught Ranma's
interest: apperantly the Lichtenburger were well known for traditionally
being mercenaries. In any big war that had been fought anywhere in the
world in the last dozen centuries there had been hired Lichtenburger
warriors; quite often on both sides. Ranma could respect and remember such
facts much better than numbers about tourism and cheese export.

"Lichtenburg is a nation of mercenaries", he only slightly exaggerated in
making up an explanation that sounded believable to him, "The brave young
men of our country have gone out to fight in other people's wars since
ancient times. By the time the wars were over many had fallen, some
decided to stay with whomever they had fought and some of those who
actually returned brought home women with them from the exotic locations
they had been."

"I see a one-to-one ratio would be difficult to maintain under these
circumstances. And I guess it would explain a certain multi-ethnic makeup
and multi-culturalism among the population with such a large influx of
foreign people and foreign ideas." Kodachi mused more to herself then to
the room at large.

Akane was still trying to keep up with the conversation and looked like
she wondered whether she could dare to ask something without being accused
of being a pervert. Muttered phrases like "spoils of war?" could be heard.
However before she could work up the courage Kodachi was once again loudly
addressing Sister Holle with her questions.

"I take it that the custom of wearing veils is one of the things that got
imported to Lichtenburg from places like Arabia with those women?" Kodachi
asked gesturing at the coarse fabric covering the lower half of her face.

Ranma saw no harm in admitting that this was indeed a possibility.

"I see. That clears up many of the questions I have had. Thank you very
much. If I might just ask just one other thing that I thought you might be
able to explain to me?"

"Yes?" Ranma allowed warily. 

"I have been told that you disapprove of certain types of behavior and
dress on the grounds that they are provocative and sinful in a sexual
way," Kodachi alluded without actually mentioning Severa's name, "does
that not sit in opposition to your prince's habit of having his servants
and prisoners dress in a certain ways that might by some outsider be
considered as indecent?"

Ranma thought about that for a moment. As a loyal subject of the prince
she could not very well accuse him of being a pervert. Ranma would quickly
have to make up a definition of pervert that would make it possible to be
outraged at Akane's behavior and Severa's alluded lifestyle but also
enable her to be perfectly okay with whatever the prince did. 

"When the prince makes his serving wenches dress in nothing very much, he
does so that he can enjoy looking at their bodies -- which is only his
right and privilege as their lord. The objective is not to allow the
servants to feel pleasure at showing off their bodies. In fact it would be
practically sinful of them to actually enjoy wantonly exposing themselves
like that. The only pleasure they should feel should be that of the
knowledge that they are serving their lord." Ranma rationalized.

"So it depends on the context," Kodachi concluded, "The same sort of
behavior that would be sinful for a women to indulge in alone would be
acceptable if she did it for her husband or master."

"Exactly," Ranma agreed happy that she had understood it but not really
liking the way Kodachi made it sound.

"So your primary objection to Mistress Severa's lifestyle is not what she
is doing, but that she is doing it for herself." Kodachi gathered.

Ranma tried to angrily interrupt her at the mention of Severa's name to
stay in previously established behavior for her character, but Kodachi
continued loudly.

"If Severa was married or had a boyfriend and he told her to play with one
of his other girls because he is the sort of guy who likes to watch it
would be okay wouldn't it?" She argued. "This man would likely not even
have to be in the same room at the time. Maybe he would just get off on
knowing that she would be doing it."

"Now wait a minute young lady." Ranma tried to stop Kodachi's assault long
enough for her to find any weak points in her reasoning, but the crazy
gymnast was having none of it.

"You don't disapprove the acts themselves, but the fact that she is doing
them just for herself. You condemn her for being her own woman and not
submitting herself to a man," Kodachi ranted. "You hate her for being
independent; for not depending on someone else to allow her to find
pleasure and happiness."

Ranma watched helplessly as Kodachi word by word destroyed all the
progress she had already made with Akane. Kodachi was destroying Sister
Holle's authority and deconstructing the value system she needed to teach
Akane about the dangers of calling someone a pervert. If this continued
Akane would no longer fear the nun and her accusations and go back to her
own smug self-righteousness. Kodachi was undoing all the hard work Ranma
had done and there was no stopping her.

"But you yourself," Kodachi was still going strong, "are not married
either, are you? Without a husband your own rules forbid you pursuing any
sort of carnal pleasure. You can hardly begrudge other married women their
pleasure, because it is not their fault. Any carnal pleasure they feel is
only a byproduct of being good wives and obeying their husbands after all.
But people like Severa they don't have the excuse. They get to experience
the things that you are denied and you envy them for that. Is it not so?"

Ranma was shocked and Akane's whose eyes had gotten progressively bigger
throughout Kodachi's speech gasped.

"You are jealous of Severa!" Kodachi accused. "If you are not allowed, she
should not be either. If you have to forsaken all carnal pleasures to
escape the dominion of menfolk, then so should she. Isn't that how you
feel; jealousy and envy instead of disgust at her behavior. And might not
the reason why you have not chosen to marry be the same that you feel so
strongly about Severa's lifestyle? Because deep down you feel the same as
her? Because deep down you wished you could be as courageous and open as
her about it? Isn't it really yourself that you mean when you accuse
others of being perverts?"

As Kodachi stopped to catch her breath Ranma frantically considered how to
react to Kodachi's allegation.


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                       Part 23: Chastisement 


Now Kodachi had done it. Akane watched in horror as the nun seemed to
become apoplectic.

"How dare you!" Sister Holle raged, "How dare you accuse me of something
like that! How dare you compare me to this woman. Never in my entire time
as an instructor have I been this insulted."

"The truth hurts, doesn't it?" Kodachi calmly told her.

This only had the effect of throwing gasoline into the fires of Sister
Holle's rage. She went into a mostly incoherent rant about being a bride
of the Lord and above such sinful desires.

Kodachi just sat there looking calm and superior as Sister Holle raved.

Akane did not know what to think. She did not like Sister Holle at all
and her notions clearly did not make any sense, but she could not help
but feel that Kodachi had gone to far by defying and accusing her like
that. Akane thought thatKodachi was being too disrespectful towards the
nun. Even ifthe old penguin was more or less wrong about everything, she
was still a holy woman and their instructor.

Akane had the same strange feeling that she should not disrespect her that
she got whenever Ranma showed his contempt for the principal; or for their
fathers; or for master Happosai who was a dirty old pervert but still the
master of their school; or for Miss Hinako who was despite all her
failings still their teacher. In fact the only nominal social superior
that she could fully allow her self to feel contempt for following Ranma's
lead without feeling at least slightly guilty was her upperclassman
Tatewaki Kunou.

And she had to admit that deep down there might be something to Sister
Holle's world-view. There were lots of things that she fully agreed were
just not proper for a girl to do, but it must be different for a married
woman somehow. It had been a bit of a relief for her to realize that
nothing she might have imagined or dreamed of should be constructed to
mean that she was a pervert. She was just dreaming of being a proper wife.

But after Kodachi's attack Akane had to consider the implications of the
possibility that Sister Holle might just be a hypocritic pervert herself.
Where would that leave Akane?

She did not really want to think about this too much and instead
concentrated on the smug looking Kodachi who was kneeling on the cushion
next to her and the nun in the front who was slowly winding down her
diatribe.

After Sister Holle had seemingly exhausted her anger for the moment she
just looked at Kodachi for a while.

"Kodachi," She finally addressed her," you are obviously a very misguided
young woman perhaps even worse than Akane here who at least feels shame
for her actions. I understand that your hurtful words are not your fault.
You need somebody to show you what is right and wrong and I am going to be
that person. I am going to teach you proper morals and I am going to start
right now."

"And how do you plan to do that?" Kodachi asked mockingly.

"The Lord has provided us with the knowledge on what to do with
disobedient children. Words of wisdom won't do you much good as long as
you are ears are deaf to reason, but I will make you listen." Sister Holle
told her.

She beckoned Kodachi to step up to her desk which the girl calmly did,
standing right in front of it with her back to Akane. For a moment Sister
Holle searched in one of the desk's drawers until she finally found what
she was looking for. In triumph she held up a large wooden ruler.

"Foolishness is bound in the heart of a child; but the rod of correction
shall drive it far from him." She intoned heavily before adding almost in
glee. "And I will make sure not to spare the rod on this spoiled little
girl.

She stepped around the desk and pressed on Kodachi's back bending her over
the large table so that her behind was facing Akane. Kodachi appeared
determined not to resist or acknowledge what was coming at all.

Sister Holle grabbed the hem of Kodachi's skirt and rubbed the coarse
material between thumb and finger. It was apparently found to be too
shock-absorbing for what was to come as the next thing the nun did was
to pull the skirt up over Kodachi's waist exposing her naked posterior to
Akane's view.

With her ruler Sister Holle nudged Kodachi's thighs apart forcing her to
stand with slightly spread legs.

Akane could not believe what she was about to witness, but she could not
bring herself to intervene or turn away either.

"Prepare yourself Kodachi and don't be afraid to cry out if you have to
for I will not let thy soul spare for your crying." Sister Holle assured
Kodachi.

Kodachi did not answer, but Akane could see her butt-cheeks clenching in
preparation for the first blow.

With a crack Sister Holle brought down her heavy ruler onto Kodachi's
behind.

Akane's sudden expulsion of air from her lungs was louder than any
reaction Kodachi had given.

Mortified at her outburst Akane watched a red stripe appear where the
ruler had fallen on Kodachi's otherwise pale behind. With another crack a
second stripe soon joined it to be followed by more and more of its
brethren.

Fascinated besides herself Akane watched as Kodachi's behind slowly turned
a uniform glowing red as sister Holle slowly, but methodically rained down
strike after strike.

Why would Kodachi not say something to make her stop? Why did she allow
the nun to do this to her? Why did she not at least cry out? How could
she suffer like this in silence?

Akane almost could not bear to watch. When Sister Holle stopped and Akane
thought that Kodachi's ordeal was over the nun merely walked around to
Kodachi's other side. She apparently just wanted to get an even color for
both cheeks.

The next time she let up for a moment she used her ruler to nudge
Kodachi's legs even further apart before beginning to spank her again.

The new position allowed Sister Holle to distribute her punishment better
to the vulnerable areas Kodachi had tried to protect by clenching her
butt. It also allowed Akane to see previously concealed areas like the
tiny rosebud between her cheeks and the lower edge of Kodachi's slit.

In horror Akane saw as a blow hit the sensitive flesh between those two
intimate places, but Kodachi did not cry out. More strikes aimed at the
lower part of Kodachi's butt and her upper thighs crashed down. 

Kodachi's once pale behind slowly had been transformed into a red-hot
furnace that Akane would expect to glow in the dark. The two orbs shining
with a film of sweat must surely be hot to touch right now. The sweat was
already pooling between her thighs and running down her legs.

At least Akane thought it was all sweat. She tried to get a better look at
Kodachi's privates to tell whether the cruel punishment had resulted in
further humiliating the girl by making her body react without her control
and against her will.

Bending forward Akane almost toppled from her perch upon her cushion. She
had not noticed that her clothes had once again contracted around her.

They must have reacted at the righteous anger she felt on behalf of her
friend.

She suddenly noticed that the constant sound of meaty cracks had ceased
and that Sister Holle was now looking at her.

"Akane," the nun hollered, "I don't believe you! I thought you wanted to
better yourself. But the second I turn my back on you to help out young
Kodachi here you fall back into your old ways."

Akane could not understand what the crazy penguin was accusing her of now.

"You are drawing pleasure from witnessing Kodachi's punishment." Sister
Holle clarified Akane's transgression. "You are so aroused by seeing
another girls exposed behind beaten that the aura of heat you give of
made your clothes react."

Akane tried to deny, to explain that it was anger and not being turned on
that had caused her to be bound, but her veil had already turned into a
gag again. It had been so natural to assume her kneeling position once she
had felt herself heat up that she had not noticed when she was confined in
it. And now it was to late -- she could once again only shake her head in
denial as Sister Holle accused her of being a pervert.

"It seems Kodachi is not the only one in need of feeling the rod and
reproof to give her wisdom," the nun concluded. 

With quick steps she stepped towards her and undid the constricted ribbons
from the shackles on her feet. Before Akane knew what was happening to her
she had been yanked to her feet. Her arms were still bound but her legs
were free.

For a moment she wondered whether she should run away. But what use would
that be when she was mostly naked, gagged and with her arms tied on her
back. The first guard to see her would just lead he back right here after
ogling her exposed body.

Resigned she surrendered herself to her fate and allowed Sister Holle to
push her to the desk and bend her over it right next to Kodachi. 

Her naked breasts were pressed against the cold wooden surface and her
stiffened nipples rubbed over the desktop as the nun roughly rearragened
her into position.

Akane turned her head to see the girl next to her and found herself
staring into Kodachi's eyes. Kodachi stared right back.

Just as Sister Holle brought down the ruler on her bare behind for the
first time a surprised Akane saw Kodachi giving her a wink.

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                        Part 24: Beating the Girls


Ranma had not intended things to go this far, but when Kodachi had
challenged her authority like that she hadn't really had much of a choice.
She had to escalate the confrontation to a new level where she could
reclaim the ground lost in the verbal attack.

Except that it did not work that way. Kodachi was still winning.

She let Ranma spank her butt with a wooden ruler, but that did not mean
that she was submitting. The opposite was the case.

Had it been a purely physical fight, then Ranma could have done a number
of things to make the Kunou girl give in, but it wasn't. It was mostly a
mental duel and by refusing to give any resistance or to acknowledge the
stinging slaps she was beating Ranma.

If Ranma managed to make Kodachi cry out or to kick her legs, to protest
or to ask Ranma to stop then Ranma would have won. If Ranma lost her
temper and ended up hurting her that would be a disastrous loss. She could
not afford to draw blood or leave any purple bruises or angry welt that
would not be gone by tomorrow.

Kodachi was practically mocking Ranma by refusing to show any signs that
the spankings were affecting her. 

After a while one butt check was bright red and the other a pale pink and
Ranma had to switch sides to make them more even. Later she had to
reposition Kodachi so that she could hit some of the more sensitive spots.
In desperation to draw out the punishment even further Ranma began to
include the girls upper thighs in her target area, but it was all to no
avail. Kodachi kept silent and Ranma would soon have to break of the
punishment and admit defeat.

That was when Akane gave a reminder of her presence in the room by almost
falling from the cushion she was kneeling on.

Ranma was startled and surprised. She had not noticed Akane getting angry,
but her clothes had reacted to the heat she was giving off and contracted
around her.

Laying off a moment from punishing Kodachi Ranma took the time to admire
her bound fianc�e.

And Akane certainly was a sight to behold. She was kneeling there naked
except for a few bands of cloth and leather that hid nothing from view.
Her arms were bound behind her back and her thighs were slightly spread
allowing Ranma to view her shaved crotch and her exposed breasts with the
nipples stiffened in the cold air. She was flushed and trembling with a
blush stretching all over her exposed front. Over her veil turned gag she
looked at Ranma with big eyes in her otherwise red face.

If she had not known her better Ranma would have to assume that Akane was
getting turned on from watching Kodachi get spanked. But knowing Ranma had
never stopped Akane from assuming the worst of Ranma and she still had to
reclaim some of the standing as Sister Holle that she had lost in Akane's
eyes.

So accusing Akane of being a pervert was exactly what Ranma did with
predictable results. Akane was blushing even more her bonds tightened
further as she was trying to scream out denials through her gag while
staring unblinking at Kodachi's abused behind.

And then inspiration struck Ranma. It was the sort of inspiration that let
Ranma come up with a devastating counter in the middle of a loosing
battle. It was the sort of intuition that led Ranma to know exactly what
insults to hurl at an opponent for maximum results. It was the sort of
idea that frequently led Ranma to end up with a mallet, bonbori, spatula
or a gymnastic club decorating his aching head.

I short it was an intuition that Ranma blindly followed without much
deliberation or weighing the consequences.

Ranma would spank Akane's butt with a wooden ruler.

Before the helpless girl realized what was in store for her Ranma had
undone her leg-bindings and pushed her over the desk next to Kodachi.

Akane held still as Ranma began to let strikes fall on her butt either in
an attempt to emulate Kodachi or in shock.

Spanking Akane was far more gratifying than punishing the uncooperative
Kodachi had been. She gave minor jerk and twitches and her hands, which
were bound on her back, clenched and unclenched all the time. With this
kind of visible feedback Ranma really had the feeling that she was
accomplishing something.

There was also the fact that the tomboy's bottom was
better suited to this kind of treatment than the gymnast's.
Kodachi's butt was toned with muscles and resistant
to bruising, but Akane's was more muscular and not nearly as
skinny. Ranma could strike the ruler with some force without
having to fear doing her any lasting harm.

Of course it simply being Akane's butt that Ranma was striking was one of
the best things about it. Kodachi had at worst been a minor annoyance or
source of confusion for Ranma, but Akane had been Ranma's main source of
headaches and frustration ever since coming to Nerima. Punishing her like
this was far more enjoyable then punishing Kodachi had been.

Not that Ranma was done with Kodachi already, but spanking Akane would
give the girl some time to recover before Ranma went to work on her ass
again. Ranma would get a reaction out of Kodachi yet and with the way the
cracks were echoing through the room and the girl were looking each other
into the eyes, anticipation and sympathy should do a lot of work in
softening her victim up.

While Kodachi waited for it to become her turn again Ranma went to phase
two in Akane's punishment. Ranma had already accused her of being turned
on by watching Kodachi's spanking. That and the spanking she was now
receiving were making up most of the ground Sister Holle had lost in
Akane's eyes through Kodachi's attack. But now Ranma went for the coup de
gr�ce by accusing her fianc�e of also getting off on her own punishment.

There was little she could do to deny it bound and gagged as she was.
Ranma felt almost sorry for her as she was helpless and without any way of
defending herself, but the pain and suffering were necessary if she wanted
to teach Akane just how wrong it was to accuse somebody of being a pervert
without having any proof or giving them a chance to defend themselves.

So she told Akane what a bad girl she was while regularly beating her ass.
Once Akane's posterior was as red as Kodachi's Ranma switched targets and
began to lay into Kodachi again -- verbally and with the ruler.

Ranma accused Kodachi of having infected poor Akane's mind with perverted
ideas with her earlier speech and that it was Kodachi's fault that Akane
had to be punished. Telling Kodachi that she was responsible for Akane's
situation while beating her already abused behind was beginning to have
an effect on her.

Kodachi tried to hold still, as she had done before, but she was having a
much harder time of it.

Ranma began to alternate victims at this point. There was not much farther
she could go with either of them and she sensed that they had entered the
endgame of their conflict. Either the girls would break soon or Ranma
would have to stop.

Ranma was about ready to give up when Kodachi gave out a small sob or moan
and went into a minor convulsion while Ranma was striking her behind. From
where she was standing Ranma could not see Kodachi's face, but she could
see Akane's who was lying on the other side of Kodachi staring her in the
eyes. When Kodachi broke Akane's eyes went big in shock and dread. Akane
had not expected her friend to lose it like that. 

Ranma gave the weakly withering Kodachi a few more slaps to drive her
point home before turning on Akane. Now that the resistance had been
broken it was easy to get a similar result out of Akane with only a few
cracks on her ass. Ranma could even see Kodachi silently beckoning her to
give in like she had done.

Finally Akane gave out a cry that was muffled in her gag and trashed
around on the desk. Ranma had to hold her down while she got it out of
her system.

Gathering up the drained and defeated girls in a hug Ranma told them that
everything would be okay now and that Sister Holle would help them mend
their perverted ways no matter how many sessions it took.


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