Moxibustion Violation 7

Chapter 7

“Here!”

Akane stopped, looking at the rolled up wad of paper which had been thrust in front of her, cutting off her progress toward her first period class. Looking to the side, the girl saw Michio's leering face. This caused her to take the object from his hand as if it were a lit stick of dynamite.

“What is ...?” she asked while unrolling the thing at the same time.

“A doujinshi,” he answered, interrupting. “Very ecchi. You wouldn't believe some of the shit Tohru gets up to with the Sohma family. In both their normal and zodiac forms. I thought you could relate, seeing as how you know all those people with curses that turn 'em into animals.”

Akane looked at him in disgust. “And what am I supposed to do with it?”

Michio smirked. “Read it, of course. What a dumb question. What else would you do with it? Roll it up and use it as a dildo?”

She gave him a black look, but managed to erase it after a few seconds, knowing it wasn't a good idea.

Her classmate laughed, untroubled by her anger and in too good a mood to punish her for it. “Actually, I thought it might help you today. You know, when you let your fingers do the walking? After every class? And just to make sure you read it, I'll ask you a couple of questions about it after school. I'm sure I don't have to say anything about what happens if you can't answer. See you in class.”

He gave a wave and took off down the hall. Akane followed more slowly, stuffing the piece of porn in her schoolbag before anyone could see. It was one more reason to hope no one got a look inside the bag. She could probably explain the several sanitary pads, as long as such a discovery only occurred one time, since no one else would know when her period was due. She gave a brief smile at the thought that none of the boys were likely to be perverted enough to want to screw her during those few days. Returning to her reflection on anyone poking around in her bag, she knew it would be a bit more difficult to explain the spare panties. The porn just raised the level from difficult to impossible to explain.

By the time the end of the school day arrived, Akane was exhausted. Nonetheless, she had to stick around and clean with Yuka and Takeo. Before they could begin, Yuka headed off to the restroom. Michio took the opportunity to step back into the classroom.

“Congratulations, Tendo,” he told her heartily. “That was quite a performance today. The way you came back to the classroom each time out of breath with your face all rosy. The wild look in your eyes. The way your hair was sticking to your forehead and neck with sweat. The aroma on your fingers — I bet that was a distraction during class, wasn't it? Is that why sensei had to call your name three times before you heard him?”

Akane looked at him wearily, then looked away, deciding he wasn't demanding an answer. And damn him anyway, for being right. The fact that he had spot checked the smell on her fingers had meant she couldn't wash them after each trip to get herself off in the restroom, and the smell had been a constant reminder during the classes. She was praying that the people sitting closest to her either hadn't noticed the smell, or didn't know what it was.

The manga he'd given her had been a large part of her distraction throughout the afternoon classes, as she hadn't been able to stop thinking about some of its more graphic images. Images of Tohru taking on several boys at once, copulating with their animal forms, seducing God himself only to discover she was female. Akane had never realized just how extreme such filthy rags could get. Nonetheless, she had studied it carefully during lunch period, fearing the consequences if she failed Michio's little quiz.

Not knowing how long he had before Yuka returned, Michio limited himself to a single question. “What was the largest number of people having sex with Tohru at one time, and who were they?”

Akane sighed, forced to think back over all of the sex scenes in the damn thing to make sure she had the one with the largest number. And there had been a lot of sex scenes. Finally she thought she had the right one. “Five,” she answered. “Shigure in her pu-pussy, in his dog form. Kyo in her, uh, butt. Yuki in her mouth. She was using one hand on Hatori, and the other hand on Haru. Who was in his bull form.”

“Well done, Tendo-san,” Michio congratulated her again. “You get a grade of A for today. And as a reward for your effort Takeo here will give you a pass this afternoon — we've rescheduled him in one of tomorrow's slots — and since this is your day off from visiting one of our houses, I guess you're free as soon as you finish cleaning up. See you tomorrow. Oh wait, I forgot, you're visiting Gos's house tomorrow. Oh well, I'll still see you in school” He gave her a little bow, then turned and left.

Takeo walked up behind Akane, put his arm around her, and slid his hand under the jumper to fondle her tit through her shirt. “I hope you don't feel like I'm neglecting you by not stuffing you with my prick today.”

“I'll survive,” she said coldly, making him laugh. He pulled back his hand as the door opened, just in time to prevent Yuka from seeing what he'd been doing. The three of them got busy with the cleaning.

It took everything Akane had just to finish the chore. On the walk home she needed to pause and rest a couple of times. The girl couldn't believe how rubbery her legs were, just from five orgasms. No, six. She forgot, she'd come twice during lunch period. Of course, they'd been very high intensity climaxes, frigging herself quickly while fantasizing about Ranma doing some pretty perverted things to her, in order to finish as fast as possible and not be late returning to class. No doubt it was the constancy of her focus on sex all day which explained why she felt so horny at the moment. The girl shook her head, almost unable to believe that she was planning to increase the count to seven, maybe even eight, as soon as she could reach the privacy of her bedroom.

Akane was nervous all through her morning classes. She was due to go over Hikaru's house that afternoon, but on arriving at school this morning she'd been informed that Hikaru would also be playing with her during lunch. Apparently the other boys had agreed to this for some reason. It wasn't so much that she was scared — if anything, Hikaru was the least cruel of the gang. It was more that she was apprehensive of his imagination. Furthermore, this was the first time she would ... be with him ... since swearing the oath to think only of him while they had sex. The high school student wasn't sure how that was going to affect her.

At the beginning of the last period before lunch Akane opened her textbook to find a note tucked inside. Written on it was a time, during lunch period, a description of a little used fourth floor hallway, and the initials H.G. She hid it between the pages again. Her nervousness had only been increased, and Akane had a great deal of trouble paying attention to the teacher during that hour.

When the appointed time arrived, Akane turned the corner into the designated hallway to see Hikaru leaning against the wall up ahead, holding a bag. No one else was in sight. As she drew near he smiled and hooked a thumb over his shoulder, saying, “In there.” Akane froze on seeing that he was pointing at a restroom, a boys' restroom. There was a large sign on the door saying, “Out of Order, Do Not Enter,” but she knew quite well there was no lock on that door. Besides, it was a boys' restroom.

Her classmate's smile disappeared. “I gave you an order Akane-san.”

The girl gulped. She squared her shoulders, pushed open the door, and walked in. Surprisingly, it was clean. Akane had somehow expected a sewer, with waste on the floor and pornography decorating the walls. The cleanliness did little to quiet her nerves, however.

“Take off all of your clothes, Akane-san,” Hikaru commanded quietly, leaning up against a sink.

She gave him a long look, then glanced toward the entrance. “You can't lock that door,” she whispered, practically pleading. “Anyone could walk in!”

“Then you'd better hope they don't,” he responded, still keeping his voice soft. With a shrug he added, “There's no reason for anybody to be in this hall during lunch period. Anyone who needs to go would use a different restroom. If someone is stupid enough to come here, the sign will almost certainly keep them out. That's going to have to be good enough. Now strip. Or I'm going to start pulling your clothes off myself.”

As Akane surrendered and started undressing, Hikaru suggested, “I'd also suggest you not make any noise at all, or whisper at most. If someone does walk by and hear voices in here, he might get curious.”

Akane closed her eyes briefly and nodded, then finished removing her clothes, piling them on a wide sill in front of the frosted window glass. She turned back toward the boy, wondering what was coming next. She suspected it was nothing so simple as a good screwing.

His next words took her by surprise before making her squirm and back away. “If you have to go, I suggest you use one of the stalls. I'm sure it would be embarrassing as hell for you, but you ought to be getting used to being embarrassed by now.” He gazed contentedly at his former crush, who had backed herself up against a wall. “I mean it. If you have to, you'd better take the chance.”

Akane shook her head, unable to speak. Hikaru asked, “You don't have to?” Akane shook her head again.

Hikaru shrugged. “Okay then. Come over here and get down on your hands and knees by the sink.” When she obeyed he said, “Lower your face closer to the floor.”

The next thing Akane knew, something had intruded past the ring of her anus. The girl gave a “Yeep!” and sat up fast into a squat, pulling herself off the thing and turning around to glare. “That's my bottom, you dirty freak!”

Hikaru was merely amused. “Watch the name calling, or you'll be punished.” Akane dropped her head at that, and he told her, “That was just the tip of my finger. I was putting in some lubricant. Now get back in position.”

Akane's chin trembled. “Please! Don't ... put it there. Please ... fuck me in my pussy. I'll be good.”

He squatted beside her and said, “I didn't bring you here to butt fuck you, Akane-san. But I'm also not going to put up with your disobedience. As weak as you are I'm easily strong enough to hold you still and spank you, and the sound would certainly attract attention. Now you've got ten seconds to get back in position.”

Faced with no other choice, and trusting what he'd said about not doing that to her, Akane got back on her hands and knees. She lowered her face and pushed her ass up into the air.

Something intruded into her bottom again. It was followed by a sensation of something warm. Then an uncomfortable feeling of fullness began growing in her gut.

“Wh-What is that?” she whispered.

Hikaru answered straightforwardly. “It's an enema, Akane-san. I bought a couple of kits at a drugstore on the way to school this morning. It's supposed to clean you out inside. You're supposed to use one bag, and the bags have two hundred fifty milliliters stamped on them. I'm planning to give you a bag and a half.”

Akane groaned at the rather unpleasant sensation she was getting. “You mean you're putting three hundred fif-, no, three hundred seventy-five milliliters of something up me the wrong way?!” She barely remembered to keep her voice down to a whisper.

Hikaru laughed quietly. “I suppose. I didn't bother to do the math. Don't worry. It won't take long.”

Akane groaned again, feeling more and more uncomfortable. When he finally withdrew what she guessed was a tube, it was so bad that she didn't care about embarrassment. “Please may I get up? I've really got to go. Bad.”

His response did not put her at ease. “Just stay where you are, Akane-san. I'm about to give you something to help prevent an accident. Just give me another second while I apply more lube.”

More lube? she wondered, nervousness reaching new heights. Is he planning to put something else ... “Nnngggghh!!”

Akane tried to scoot away from him, giving the loudest groan yet. Hikaru looped an arm around her slightly distended stomach to hold her in place, then continued pushing the very thick black rubber object against her anus.

Akane grew frantic. “No, please!” she begged.

“Don't worry,” he reassured her. “I can make it fit.”

With a sudden pop, the plug pushed past her sphincter, settling itself firmly in her butt. Akane let out a howl at the intrusion, causing Hikaru to clamp a hand over her mouth and look nervously at the door. When the sound subsided to quieter gasps of “Take it out! Please take it out!” he removed his hand.

“You can get up and get dressed now, Akane-san.”

Akane turned anguished eyes on him. “No, please. Please don't leave me like this. Take it out. It hurts. I have to go. Please.”

Hikaru grabbed her by the elbow and hauled her to her feet, making the girl wince at the movement inside her rear. “The answer is no,” he told her. “You will get dressed, and I will escort you back to class. You will sit through the next class like this, and you will know that Michio, and Takeo, and I all know what you're going through.”

Akane was biting her lip, bobbing back and forth a little as if looking for a way to ease how she felt. “No. Not a whole hour!”

He continued implacable. “After the class ends, you can go to the restroom of your choice. You'll have to pull the plug out yourself, and I suggest that you be in a stall when you do so, because I don't think you'll be able to control the result. Do whatever you like with the plug afterward. I don't need it back.”

Hikaru frowned. “Now for the last time, get dressed. Who'd have thought I'd have trouble talking you into putting your clothes on, especially when you're standing naked in a boys' restroom behind a door which isn't locked?”

Akane looked at him, then ran for the stall, grabbing behind herself for the plug. Hikaru ran after, managing to seize her wrists before she could reach it. That brought an end to her flight, since she couldn't break free from his grip.

Hikaru dropped to his right knee, then forced Akane down across the left. Holding both wrists behind her back with one hand, he slapped her ass with the other. “Bad” slap “girls” slap “get” slap “punished!” slap! He pulled her back to her feet again, then put his face in hers. “Now are you going to get dressed? Or am I going to drag you out into the hall naked?”

Akane looked at him wild-eyed. The spanking hadn't hurt, although it had done weird things in combination with the plug inside her. But she was terrified that someone might have heard the noise, might come storming through the door any second. “I'll get dressed,” she whispered.

Hikaru watched as she put her clothes back on. He walked beside her as they returned to the classroom, hanging back just a little so he could watch the funny way her ass was twitching. At their destination, he opened the door and held it for her.

When Akane walked into the room, she saw smirks on both Michio's and Takeo's faces. She looked down. The girl shuffled to her desk, and sat down in the chair very gingerly. She wiggled around for several seconds, trying to find a position which was comfortable, before giving it up as a lost cause.

The teenage girl was in agony all through the next class period. Not pain, but incredible discomfort together with an intense need to use the restroom. She was unable to concentrate on anything except the ever present intruder making itself felt in her anus. Akane shifted around in her seat so much during the lecture that the teacher had to tell her to sit still, causing her face to burn red with shame.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Akane flew out of her seat, not caring what anyone thought. She ran out of the room and into the nearest restroom — the nearest girls' restroom, passing the boys' restroom whose door was three meters closer — and locked herself into a stall. Not knowing how messy things would get, she took her panties off completely and squatted over the commode. Then she took hold of the end of the plug.

This gave Akane more difficulty than she had expected. She was still a weakling, and the plug was lodged in place quiet firmly. In order to get it out she had to convince her sphincter to relax, which wasn't at all easy to do with such a large object just inside it. She also knew that she didn't have much time at all. After struggling for a few minutes the monstrous thing finally popped free, and Akane turned red faced as the inevitable followed.

Just as she was cleaning herself up, a knock came at the stall door, and Sayuri's voice called out. “Akane? Is that you? Are you all right?”

Making her voice sound a little weak, Akane replied, “Y-Yeah. Just a little stomach trouble.”

“Oh,” her friend responded sympathetically. “Well, I'll wait and we can go back together.”

Akane cursed under her breath. She'd been hoping to throw the evil black thing in the trash, but she couldn't do that with someone standing out there. She also couldn't leave it in the stall — Sayuri, or someone else, might spot it and wonder why such a thing was there just after Akane had used that stall. She hadn't brought her schoolbag with her. What was she going to do? “I-I'm sure I'll be fine,” she suggested tentatively.

“That's okay,” Sayuri said cheerfully. “I want to make sure you get back all right.”

Akane cursed subvocally again. Her eyes were looking around frantically while she tried to come up with some idea. Finally a thought occurred to her when her eyes came to rest on the bidet. She was never so thankful as at that moment that the school had been designed with such facilities in the stalls of all the girls' restrooms.

“I'll be out in a minute,” Akane called.

Bending over, Akane washed the black rubber object thoroughly under the stream of water. She used some tissues to dry it, then wrapped it in more tissues. She first considered stuffing it in her panties, either front or back, but worried a bulge might reveal itself unexpectedly while she was standing or walking. Then she considered tucking it between her breasts. She thought that ought to be fairly safe, and was about to do so. But a better, if more disturbing, idea occurred to her first.

“Akane?” Sayuri called again.

I'm probably going to regret this, Akane told herself. She unwrapped the tissues from around the plug once more, examining it distastefully. With a sigh, she reached up under her skirt and pulled her panties down. Applying a finger to her slit, Akane prepared to masturbate briefly to achieve some lubrication, but found to her surprise that she was already quite wet. Taking a deep breath, she placed the tip to the opening of her vagina, and pushed it in. Once the object was firmly seated, with its base pressed up against her labia, Akane pulled her panties up a final time and flushed the commode.

Opening the door to the stall at long last, Akane gave her friend a bright smile. “All done,” she said cheerfully. “Let's go.” Together, they strolled back to the classroom. Since Sayuri was looking straight ahead, she didn't see Akane's eyes flutter half closed and her lips part open slightly, trying not to moan.

Akane didn't find an opportunity to remove the plug before leaving school. All afternoon its presence was a reminder drawing her attention to her pussy. As a result she was constantly wet throughout those classes, which was just as well given the item stuffed within her, but left Akane once again wondering if people nearby might smell her fragrance.

When she left school, Akane was irritated that the rubber object was still inside of her because she hadn't found an opportunity to remove it. She was also feeling quite horny because of the effect its motions had on her as she walked along. Mind half clouded as she tried not to moan while strolling down the street, Akane came to a sudden stop as it occurred to her that she couldn't throw the thing away at home. It would be noticed in the trash.

But what options did that leave her? Well, she supposed that she could keep it where it was until she reached Hikaru's house later. But if he made her undress as soon as she walked in the door, she'd be forced to explain why she had it there. Another possibility was to remove it at home, but not throw it away — to hide it somewhere in her bedroom. It would probably be safe enough, especially with Nabiki about to leave home. Another possibility which insisted on suggesting itself despite her attempt to ignore it was to remove the plug before she got home, say in that alley she was passing.

Akane paused, looking down the alley, picturing it. She could duck around the corner of that dumpster, that would get her mostly out of sight. Then she would take off her panties. No, no, she'd only need to pull them down, not take them off altogether. Lift her skirt up. Wait, why was she imagining lifting her skirt above her waist? She only had to lift it high enough to get her hands on the damn thing. She'd pull it out. Damn it, she would not pump it in and out a few times! She'd throw the perverted thing in the dumpster and be on her way.

Akane shuddered, feeling a wave of arousal pass over her. She was not going to half strip in an alley and masturbate with a rubber object before throwing it away! She'd go home, take the thing out, and hide it in some niche in her bedroom where it would never be seen again. And then she'd masturbate as God intended, with her own ten fingers. Or something like that.

Waking back up to her surroundings, Akane continued toward home.

At Hikaru's house, both Takeo and Tanjiro were waiting for her. After making her strip nude, they put a gag in Akane's mouth so they wouldn't have to listen to her objections about what was coming next. They also tied her hands behind her back for good measure. Then they carried her out to the engawa on the side of the house.

Akane started struggling wildly, to absolutely no avail, at finding herself outdoors in the nude. She was casting frantic glances at the house next door, whose windows had an excellent view of her current location. Neither boy bothered to inform her that not only were the neighbors not home, but Hikaru had assured them they were out of town for a couple of days.

Akane was tossed over a bench on her stomach, whereupon Tanjiro plunged his cock into her pussy up to the hilt. Once his rhythm was established and it was clear that Akane wasn't going anywhere, Takeo pulled the gag out of her mouth and replaced it with his cock, cutting off her attempted complaint. Both boys used her holes for several minutes before coming at essentially the same time.

After swallowing and clearing her mouth of cum, Akane sputtered, “Not outside! Please, God! Someone will see!”

“If they do, they're getting a hell of a show,” Tanjiro said. He walked inside to get a drink, leaving Takeo to prevent their victim from trying to squirm away out of sight somewhere.

After Tanjiro finished his drink both boys were ready to go again. They swapped ends, with Tanjiro fucking Akane's mouth and Takeo stuffing his dick up her tight cunt. Akane groaned, praying desperately that there was no one next door to witness this spectacle. After several more minutes they gave her another couple of loads of cum, then stood and pulled up their pants.

Tanjiro leaned over and swatted Akane on the ass, surprising a yelp from her and leaving a red hand print behind. “Thanks for the fuck, bitch. You're turning into a pretty good lay. That hermaphrodite fiancé of yours oughta thank us, assuming he ever comes back.” Laughing, the two boys left, while Akane struggled not to cry.

Hikaru walked out, shaking his head. “Assholes,” he said. He untied and removed Akane's gag, and then released her wrists. “The neighbors aren't home, so you weren't seen. But come on back inside.”

Akane didn't bother asking if he would let her go home now. She knew better. Instead she asked quietly, “What new and loathsome perversion do you have planned for me today?”

Hikaru laughed. “We'll talk about it in a bit. Why don't you go use the toilet. It would really be for the best.”

She regarded the boy with worry. “You're not planning to ... give me another enema. Are you?” She bit her lip. “That was ... pretty awful today.”

He smiled. “Actually, it was pretty great from where I was sitting. But no. No enema.”

Akane didn't know of too many other possibilities, and there was one which she had already considered earlier. One pictured all the more easily because of that stupid porn rag that Michio had made her read the day before. Trying to keep her voice level and not sound too defiant, Akane suggested, “I'd rather not have anything else put in my bottom.”

Hikaru sighed, then pointed down. “Sit,” he ordered.

Akane sank into the seiza position beside the low table. She happened to notice at that moment that she was becoming rather accustomed to sitting, walking around, and doing other things fully nude. It bothered her to think that this didn't bother her more.

Hikaru also sat seiza across the table from her. He thought over his words for a couple of minutes, before beginning. “I want you to think for a moment about the other six guys. Do you think that any of them care what you do or don't want?”

Akane shook her head, wondering what he was getting at.

“Okay,” he said. “If you know that, then you need to accept that you are going to get butt fucked.” He held up a hand. “Don't say anything, just listen. It's going to happen as soon as one of them works up the courage to do it. None of them have done it before — think about it, could any of them convince a girl to let them try? And they don't seem too eager to practice on each other first.”

He cocked his head, inviting her to share the joke. She gave him a tentative if scared smile.

Hikaru continued. “I think they're all a little afraid that it'll be icky. They've joked about it, but it sounds to me like they're trying to egg someone else on to go first. And eventually one of them will. There's nothing you can do to prevent that. You understand? Nothing.”

Akane looked down and trembled.

“So let me ask you this,” Hikaru said. “Since it's going to happen. Since you absolutely are going to get fucked in your ass. Do you want the first time to be some guy who's got no idea what he's doing, and doesn't care how much he hurts you? Or somebody who was willing to look up information on the internet on how to do it, and who will try not to hurt you?”

Akane could sort of see what he was saying. “But wouldn't it have to hurt?” she asked quietly. “Just like the first time in ... in ... the right hole? You can take my word for it that it hurt like hell that day.”

“And were any of them making any effort to keep it from hurting?” Hikaru riposted. “If they had wanted, then yes, that could have been made a lot less painful. Maybe not completely. You still had your hymen, and that had to tear. But it didn't have to be anywhere near as painful as it was. If one of the others is the first to take you anally, it could hurt every bit as much as that day.”

Akane tried not to let him see how hard she swallowed. “I don't want to,” she whispered.

“You don't have a choice,” Hikaru said flatly. “You can let me do it today, as gently as I can. Or you can have one of the others rape your asshole later this week. That's the only choice you have, and you have to make it now. If you say ‘no,’ then I'll just screw you normally and let you go. But if you make that choice, you'll simultaneously be making the choice that the first person to ass fuck you will be someone like Michio.”

Akane couldn't stop trembling. She knew what she had to decide, his little speech was all too compelling. But she was having trouble getting the words out of her mouth. Procrastinating, she asked, “Is that why you gave me that enema earlier? For this?”

“Not really,” he answered. “This got me thinking about that, and the others liked the idea enough to swap things around to let me do it. But they're not really that connected.”

“Speaking of the others, why are they giving you the chance to ... um, do this ... first? Or do they know? I'd think Michio would want to do it.” With extreme bitterness she added, “He went first everywhere else.”

Hikaru smiled at the memory. “I maneuvered them into it. I suggested that the larger the penis, the more it would hurt. And even if they don't like admitting it, I've got the largest tool in the group, so they figure it would give you the most painful first time. Have I mentioned that they're a bunch of assholes?”

Akane didn't smile at the last bit. She just looked scared. “Won't it?” she asked. “Hurt more, I mean?”

He tried to reassure her. “Size isn't as important as preparation. One of the other guys would hurt you a lot more, because he wouldn't bother to prepare you. He wouldn't even care about it. He'd just plow in, maybe without even any lubrication. I'll make sure you're ready, so try not to worry too much.” He paused. “Have you made your decision? Do you want me to take your anal virginity this afternoon?”

Akane couldn't bring herself to say yes. She looked down at her knees and meekly nodded her head. Her stomach felt very hollow, terrified about what was coming.

Hikaru thought about forcing her to answer verbally, but decided to let it go for the moment. He hoped to get her aroused before he tried entering her, and it would be time enough then to make her ask for it. For now he just said, “Then please go use the toilet. When you're done, meet me at the bathing room.”

He stood up, then walked around the table and offered Akane his hand. She took it reluctantly, standing up herself. Following his orders, the girl soon met him at the bathing room and they stepped inside. Hikaru was carrying a basket with both bathing supplies and other supplies.

At Hikaru's request they both sat on stools where they washed themselves and rinsed. Akane decided to pay a little extra attention to her bottom, worried enough about what was coming without adding additional embarrassments.

When they were done washing Hikaru said, “Earlier I told you to do something and you didn't. Of course, I know you were nervous and I do sympathize. But even so, I can't allow you to get away with being disobedient. So come over here and lie down over my lap.”

No stranger to a spanking by now, Akane did as she was told. If anything, she'd prefer that to what she knew was coming next. She settled herself across his legs with her bottom centered and upraised, the low stool ensuring that her face was nearly on the floor.

“Apologize and ask for your punishment,” the boy ordered.

Like the experienced playtoy she was slowly becoming, Akane did not bother to hesitate, simply saying, “I'm sorry for being disobedient. Please spank me to help me learn to do better.”

Hikaru proceeded to spank her bottom, just hard enough to sting a little but without trying to make it hurt. This meant that Akane didn't make any of those cute little noises or sniffles like she had when he spanked her back on Saturday, but he did enjoy the pink hue he raised on the skin of her ass. He was also hoping she'd become a little aroused, as she seemed to have on that occasion.

Lying there with the floor a few centimeters from her eyes, Akane tried to figure out what Hikaru was up to. It hardly seemed like a punishment, since he wasn't causing anywhere near enough pain to dissuade her from any future behavior. The swats just stung a little, easily bearable. The spanking he'd given her a few days ago had hurt more than this one. Perhaps the punishment lay mostly in the humiliation of being spanked like a little girl? Because there was no question she was feeling quite embarrassed, regardless of any pain.

Then the spanking stopped and Akane felt Hikaru slide a hand between her thighs. Startled, the teenager realized from his touch that her pussy was sopping wet. She wished she could attribute this to the two boys who had screwed her earlier, or the fact that she'd just washed and rinsed herself, but she knew better. Now that she had her attention drawn to it, Akane could tell how turned on she was. She couldn't hide from the fact that those were her own fluids making that sloshing sound as he slid his finger around in her slit.

Unable to help herself, Akane started raising and lowering her ass a little in rhythm with the stroking of his finger. Then he slid his forefinger into her steaming cunt while letting the middle finger of the same hand press against the hood over her clitoris. Akane's rear pushed up to meet the intruding finger while at the same time she stuffed her fist between her teeth in an effort not to moan.

Why am I so hot? the young woman demanded of herself. Okay, that feels great, and dammit, where did someone like Hikaru learn to do that so well? But I was already wet before he touched me. Why? Nothing happened to turn me on. All we did was bathe, and then he spanked me. There wasn't anything sexual. Can someone get excited when sex isn't involved?

Akane's thoughts didn't get much further than that since the amount of stimulation was making it harder to think. Then the finger withdrew, leaving a feeling of emptiness behind. A few seconds later, something slimy and cold touched her anus. This was followed immediately by an intruder forcing itself past her sphincter. Akane clenched her butt muscles down as hard as she could, which given the weakness moxibustion and that she was trying to use force against a person, meant that ‘as hard as she could’ was completely useless to stop the penetration.

The object was sliding in and out of her bottom quite easily, untroubled by the tight grip of her sphincter. Akane guessed that the cold feeling before it entered was more of the lube he had used when giving her the enema earlier. There was a difference this time, though. The enema and the plug had both been uncomfortable. This was ... feeling very strange. It was vaguely similar to, and yet at the same time highly different from, having a finger or a guy's prick stuffed up her twat. But at least it didn't hurt.

Turning her head to try to look back over her shoulder, Akane asked, “Is that your finger?”

“Yes it is,” Hikaru happily replied. “I've got it in your cute little asshole all the way up to the knuckle.” He watched the rear opening pucker as he pulled the finger most of the way out, then pushed it in again. This time Akane gave a small groan as it went in, and quickly turned her blushing face back toward the floor.

After fingering her butthole for a while, he withdrew the finger then used his other hand to play with her clit for a few minutes. Once he had Akane writhing around, he pulled that hand away and said, “Tell me you'd like me to push two fingers up your butt.”

Akane swallowed nervously, but she'd been able to handle one finger, even if it had felt kind of weird. Maybe two wouldn't be so bad. “Hikaru-sama, could you please stick two fingers up my butt?”

Hikaru put a generous amount of lubricant on the pair of fingers, and an additional amount more on her tightly puckered hole. Then he pushed the two fingers in, slowly, bringing a loud groan from Akane. He kept the forward motion gradual, but continued until they were both buried up to the last knuckle. “How does that feel?” he asked.

“It's ... not exactly painful,” she replied, trying not to squirm. “It's a bit strange. Kind of like I have to go. But not exactly. I don't know ...” She trailed off, giving up on explaining.

The boy pulled the fingers out slowly, then pushed them in again. He gradually built up speed, but only to a steady motion which wasn't particularly fast. He loved the groans which came from Akane's throat with each insertion.

Eventually he pulled the two fingers out, then once again spent some time using his other hand for pure stimulation of her pussy without touching her ass. He made sure to get her nicely aroused again before saying, “Are you ready for the main event?”

Akane thought about the size of the cock which was even now pressed against her stomach. She thought about the size of two of Hikaru's fingers. Tentatively, she suggested, “Maybe you ought to put in three fingers first?”

Hikaru smiled, although Akane didn't see it as she was still facing the floor. “I was only kidding. I do want to spread you a little more first. But I have something better than three fingers. Hang on.”

With that the boy reached into his basket and pulled out a long dildo, a bit thicker than the pair of fingers had been, although still thinner than his erect prick. While he lubed it up he explained, “I have a little something here which is designed to go in your holes. It seems Katsuo has an older brother in college, and the idiot actually had the balls to ask his brother to go to a store and buy some sex toys for him, no questions asked. That's where I got that plug I used on you at lunch. And that's where I got this.”

As he finished speaking, Hikaru put the end of the cylinder at Akane's anus. He gave a push to get it past the ring of muscle, then paused. He began slowly pushing it in. Akane groaned even louder than before, and he watched her buttocks clench uncontrollably as she instinctively tried to fight the intrusion. This item went in a good bit further than his fingers, and he stopped with only enough left outside to provide a good grip.

Leaving the toy fully embedded in Akane's ass for the moment, Hikaru took the opportunity to wash his hands. Then he slid the dildo out, causing Akane to squirm and groan again. As he pushed it back in she groaned even louder, once more trying to clamp down against the insertion.

Conversationally, Hikaru asked, “How about this? Is this painful?”

Akane was sweating. The muscles of her ass were doing little more than to massage the toy he'd put in it — they certainly weren't keeping it out. In combination with the state of arousal he was making her maintain, the total effect was beyond her ability to describe. She gasped as his fingers began lightly brushing her clit. “Kind of hurts,” she managed to say. “Not really hurt. Uncomfortable. Strange.”

“Do you think you can handle it if I keep pushing this in and out?” He started pulling it out again.

Akane bit her lip before managing to answer. “I think so ... maybe.”

Hikaru kept the action going for several minutes, slowly fucking the dildo in and out of her ass with his left hand. At the same time, the fingers of his right hand were placing feather touches on her pussy. As he watched, she started pushing back, as if trying to get more pressure from his hand. By timing it right, this also caused her to push her ass back against the dildo as he was pushing it in.

When he thought she was ready to move on he pushed the dildo in up to the hilt and left it there. He continued to play with her pussy as he said, “Akane-chan, it's time for you to ask me to butt fuck you. Remember to say please.”

Akane tried to take a deep breath, but it wasn't easy since the activities going on at her rear had left her breathing quite ragged. She had known this moment was coming, and knew further that there really wasn't any way that she was going to get out of it. So she gathered her courage and took the plunge.

“Please, Hikaru-sama. Please butt fuck me.”

“Good girl.” He applied a little more pressure to her clit. “Now try again, and make it sound a little more like begging. And ask me to take your anal virginity.”

Akane's ass already felt quite full with that dildo, although she was surprised at how well she was taking it. His fingers on her pussy were driving her wild. Trying to think, to make use of the little phrases he liked to hear, she said, “Please, Hikaru-sama. I'm so horny. I want to be butt fucked. I need it. I'm a little slut who needs a cock in her ass. Please stick your cock in my ass, and fuck it, and take my anal virginity.”

Hikaru pointed out, “Your ass is the last virgin hole you have. Do you really want to give that virginity to me, and not Ranma?”

Her eyes pressed tightly closed. Why did he have to make her say things like that? Still, this one wasn't so hard for her to say, as she'd never considered dreaming or fantasizing of Ranma taking her in such a manner. It didn't feel like she was losing something that she wanted to save as a gift for Ranma. “I want to give my anal virginity to you, Hikaru-sama. I want you to have it, not Ranma.”

He gave her bottom a very light smack. “Okay. Then slide off my lap onto your hands and knees.” When she did, he stood up and dried himself off. After he finished he put a hand on the base of the dildo to hold it in place and told her, “Now it's your turn. Get up and dry off. We'll take this to my bedroom. We'll be more comfortable there.”

Akane nodded. She stood up and took the towel he handed her, drying her body while moving carefully. The object embedded so deeply in her ass was causing peculiar sensations as she moved around. Hikaru picked up his basket when she dropped the towel, and they walked together to his room, with his hand pressed to her rear to keep the toy from sliding out.

Once there, Akane was directed to get up on the bed on her hands and knees, and then move her ass back so that her knees were partly underneath her body. While she was getting into position, Hikaru got out a condom and fumbled it onto himself, ironically amused by the idea that he had screwed this girl several times but as yet had no practice using such an item. He applied some lubricant and climbed up onto the bed behind Akane.

On feeling his weight on the bed, she immediately tensed up. But she relaxed again over the next several minutes as Hikaru took the time to play with her pussy some more. She tensed again as she felt him take the dildo and start sliding it out, but then he slid it back in again. It quickly became apparent that he was screwing her ass with the dildo, and while she was unable to relax completely, some of the tension did drain back out again.

No one had spoken in the room for some time, so Hikaru's voice made Akane jump even though it wasn't particularly loud. “I've decided I'm going to leave the decision of ‘when’ up to you. I'm willing to be patient. Whenever you're ready, just say, ‘I'd like to be butt fucked now, Hikaru-sama.’ Of course, if you wait too long there may be consequences later.”

Akane wished there was some way out of this. Then she told herself to stop, that wishes like that would only make her more miserable. She wasn't getting out of it, she could only get through it. So she spent the next few minutes focusing on the stimulation she was receiving, guiltily fantasizing about showing Ranma what she could do to him with her mouth and hoping Hikaru didn't realize what she was doing.

When Akane's arousal had reached the point where the item in her bottom was merely weird and not distressing, she took a deep breath and said, “I'd like to be butt fucked now, Hikaru-sama.”

“And I'll be only too happy to fuck that cute little butt, Akane-chan,” he replied. This time when he pulled back on the dildo, he kept going until it popped out and he dropped the toy in the basket. Picking up the KY, he put a little more on the opening which was no longer locked up quite so tight. Then he pressed the tip of his cock to her opening, watching as her hips flexed.

“Try to relax,” he advised, “and don't hold your breath.”

Using the thumb and index finger of one hand to spread her a little, and gripping his thick pole at the base with the other hand, Hikaru started pushing forward. Her well lubricated hole could not resist the entry, and the head started going in. Akane grunted and tried to move her body forward, but a hand quickly placed on her back stopped the effort to get away.

Through clenched teeth Akane groaned, “I can't ...” Then the head popped through her tight ring and she shrieked. “Take it out! Take it out!”

“Just give it a moment, Akane-chan,” the boy told her, refusing to release his grip.

After half a minute Akane settled down, although she was still giving off little grunts and whines. Hikaru pushed forward a little more, bringing another agonized cry from the girl. He stopped to allow her to adjust once more.

“Is it ... is it all in?” Akane asked starting to tear up.

Hikaru didn't answer the question, instead telling her, “Take a deep breath. Then breathe out very slowly.” He watched her chest inflate, and as she exhaled he pushed forward, centimeter by centimeter.

Akane tried to breathe out slowly as he'd said, but the last half of the lungful of air came out as a wailed “Aaahhhhh!” The moisture in her eyes was gathering into definite tears now, threatening to break free of her lashes. She begged, “No more! Please! No more!”

Hikaru looked down at the eight centimeters or so he'd gotten inside her so far. Another centimeter or two and he'd be as far in as the dildo had reached. After that he'd be breaking new ground. The thought brought a grin to his face. Taking firm hold of Akane's hips, he pushed forward some more.

“Nooo! God, no!” Akane cried, a couple of tears separating from her eyes to slip down her cheeks. “I can't! I can't take it! Please stop! I'll do anything! Just take it out!”

“Hmmm,” Hikaru hummed. Then he said, “No. It doesn't really sound to me like you're in that much distress. I think you can take it a bit deeper.”

“No! Don-aaaahhhh!” The shriek climbed through two octaves. As soon as she could master her voice, Akane begged, “Please! Please! Stop! I'll do anything! Anything! I promise!”

“Define ‘anything’,” he replied consideringly. “And be imaginative.”

Akane thought fast. “I'll come over here every single day to fuck you after the others have finished with me. I'll suck your cock too. I'll say anything you want. I'll call myself a slut. I'll beg you to fuck me. You can spank me every day. Anything! Please!”

“Hmmm. No, I don't think so.” Hikaru pushed in some more, bring a fresh scream from Akane's throat. More tears were now running down her face.

“Oh God. Please,” she whispered. “Anything. I promise. Just tell me what you want.”

“Are you really in that much agony?” her classmate asked her. “Is the pain really that intense?”

“Yes ... no ... I don't know,” she said brokenly. “It's pain. But not.” A tremor ran over her, then she dug her fingers into the blanket, grabbing hold of the material. “I just can't take it!”

The way he had paused, it was almost as if he were thinking about it. “You weren't really very imaginative earlier. I mean, I can fuck you, and spank you, and get blowjobs already. Maybe not every day, but still. It doesn't really convince me that you'd do anything. Come on. I bet you've got more imagination than that.” He jerked forward just a little, bringing another agonized wheeze from Akane.

The teenage girl was crying, and moaning, and trying in vain to escape from his hold and crawl away. She tried to think of what she could say to him. It sounded to her ears like he'd stop if she could only find the right words, the right promise. She'd said ‘anything’ and she thought she might really mean it. Akane tried to recall all of the things she'd ever imagined or scorned or feared about perverts, and drew on it now in the hopes of forging an escape.

“Please Hikaru. I meant it. Anything. You can dress me up in lacy lingerie. You can make me give you my underwear before school, and not give it back until the end of the day. You can grope me in the hallway at school, where people might catch us. We can go to a movie together, and sit in the back row, and I'll give you a blowjob in the dark. You can ... I ... I don't know. Whatever you want. Please. I'm begging.”

Hikaru pulled back a centimeter or two, only to push forward again even farther. Akane gave a cry of despair. He leaned over her back and whispered, “You're still not showing a lot of imagination. Hmm. What if I decide you should have a couple of more guys fucking you?”

More rapists? Akane shrunk from the idea. Then she felt his cock go in a little further. “Yes! Yes! Anything! Tell more boys I can't defend myself, and have them rape me! Or make me walk up to them and beg them to fuck me! I don't care! Let anyone you want fuck my pussy! Just please take it out of my bottom!”

Hikaru looked down at the length still outside her asshole, calculating that he must have sunk a good fifteen centimeters inside. He wasn't planning to make her take much more, but ... “That's nice to hear, but I'm afraid I don't want to share you with any more guys.” At the last word, he gave one single thrust which stuffed her with five more centimeters, ripping a prolonged scream from Akane's throat. She almost passed out.

With no intention of forcing himself any further into her rear passage, Hikaru said, “I'm sorry, Akane-chan, but I'm not going to pull out, and I am going to fuck this ass of yours. But I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll promise not to go in any deeper than I am right now. But you have to make a promise in return.”

Akane wanted this to end, wanted him out of her. Except he had refused, despite the most vile offers she could think of to make. He was not going to give her what she wanted, the only bargain he chose to tender was not to make it worse. She wished for just ten seconds she could have her strength returned to her. Then she bowed her head in surrender. As long as his request didn't involve giving herself to any other boys — no matter that she'd been ready to do so if it would get him to pull out completely — she'd make his promise if it meant the anal invasion would go no deeper.

Tears choking her voice, Akane asked, “Wh-What would I pr-promise?”

Hikaru grinned. “I'll give you more detail later. But basically tomorrow, after Michio finishes with you, you'll come over here. Around five-ish. You'll wear a coat and your shoes, and nothing else. You'll be naked as the day you were born under that coat.”

“My coat's too small!” Akane complained, whimpering.

Hikaru's grin broadened at the implication that she'd do it with a large enough coat. “Not the one you wore over here today. Boy you must be perverted to think about walking around with nothing on under a coat which doesn't even cover your ass. I was thinking of the coat you wore to school earlier. It went a good way down your thighs. People could believe you're wearing a short skirt under it.”

Akane felt lost, with no direction to turn. Either she agreed to this insane request, or he'd keep pushing himself further in until he injured her. She could no longer trust his earlier claim about trying not to hurt her. Even if it was causing her more of an agonizing discomfort than a ripping pain. If I'm wearing the coat, no one will be able to see anything, really. They can't be sure what I have on underneath. Maybe they won't even guess.

Her voice still trembling, Akane said, “I promise that I'll come over to your house tomorrow wearing a coat with nothing on underneath.”

“That's great!” Hikaru enthused. “Of course, I'll expect you to open the coat and prove it before I let you in the front door. But no one except me will be able to see anything.” He was practically licking his lips at the thought. “Oh, right, my turn. I promise that I won't stick my dick any deeper while I'm fucking you. I think you should've had some time to adjust by now. So let's get this show on the road.”

He slowly pulled himself back until only the head was still inside Akane's butt. Then he pushed himself in equally slowly, staring at the way her hole was stretched around his thick rod. When he reached his previous depth he froze for a slow count of five, then started back again. He kept up this motion while Akane groaned, moaned, cursed and grunted. Her hands were constantly grabbing at the blankets, squeezing folds between her fingers. There was a damp area under her face where tears had soaked in.

After establishing a rhythm and giving himself the chance to enjoy it unhindered for a bit, Hikaru bent over Akane's back until he was almost lying on her. He reached his right arm under her stomach, and wriggled it between her thighs. Eventually his fingers found their way to her pussy, where he began the effort to reawaken her arousal. Akane tried to bend herself away from his touch, not wanting him to succeed, but he managed to stay with her. So intent was he on his goal that from time to time the boy had to remind himself to keep drilling her ass.

Underneath him Akane found herself once more locked in a losing battle with her pleasure-seeking pussy. She wanted no part of feeling aroused, let alone the possibility of coming, while that log was planted in her backside. But those damned private bits between her legs had a mind of their own. Akane tried desperately to think thoughts which would kill any sexual desire, but it wasn't working. She could almost accept getting turned on like this when someone was screwing her, even if it was an act of rape, because that's how those parts of the body were supposed to respond to sex. This on the other hand — she should not be feeling pleasure while this was happening.

Akane damned both Hikaru and herself to hell as she started moving herself against his hand, trying to increase the stimulation. This also had the effect of moving herself against the cock splitting her backside. She gave a moan, but one which even to her ear had a distinct note of pleasure to it. On hearing it, Hikaru sped up his strokes. “Not so ... not so fast!” she begged him.

The boy slowed down again, getting himself back under control. Paying more attention to what he was doing, he noted the timing of the little motions she was making in response to his fingers. He started matching her, getting into a slow rhythm, pushing in when her ass was going up, pulling back when it was going down. Akane moaned again, a guttural animal moan of desire. With difficulty he resisted comments, teasing, or demands that she say anything demeaning. He didn't want to distract her in any way from her current state of arousal.

However wrong she thought it was, Akane could no longer deny the truth — she was going to climax while getting screwed in the wrong hole. Earlier she had been willing to do anything to stop this — she had even promised to beg other boys to fuck her — yet now, she was going to have an orgasm. She was pressing her own bottom back against the thick piece of meat which had stretched her rear opening wide and filled it inside from end to end. It was more than humiliating. She was about to grant Hikaru an absolute victory over her, letting him watch her come despite everything she had said about how she couldn't bear him doing this.

If only I could somehow ... oh, nooooo! The orgasm broke over her unexpectedly, sweeping her away. Akane thrust back hard, impaling her own ass on the pole within it, forcing it a few centimeters deeper than it had yet achieved. She let out a keen which started low and rose rapidly in pitch, while her ass vibrated on the cock which spread it so fully.

Hikaru was caught by surprise when his prick went in deeper than he had promised, and it was several seconds before he came to his senses and pulled back. He hoped that Akane hadn't noticed, not that it had been his fault, but he didn't want her trying to argue her way out of the promise she had made. As Akane shook, and vibrated, and wriggled around, the boy found that he couldn't hold himself back any longer. He slid about halfway out, then thrust back in and emptied his balls. He only wished that he was pouring his cum into her butt instead of a rubber, but maybe he'd experiment with that some other time.

As he came down from the orgasmic high, Hikaru noticed that Akane was still trembling, her ass still making small motions back and forth on his cock. Leaning closer, he heard her moaning in little bursts, “Ahh! ... ahh! ... ahh!” With a shock he realized that she was still coming. The young man shook his head in bemusement.

Whatever Akane's state of mind, he couldn't take much more himself. Hikaru withdrew his prick, noticing that her asshole didn't immediately return to a tight pucker. He got up to remove the condom. When he came back, he saw that Akane was still in the same position he had left her, although he suspected her orgasm had finally stopped.

This last point was confirmed when she asked, tentatively, “Are we done? May I get up now?”

Hikaru smiled and sat down on the bed beside her, placing a hand on Akane's ass. “I'm done fucking you up the ass. You're not done until you thank me for doing it, and for giving you such a wonderful orgasm.”

Akane almost asked him not to make her say that. But asking such a thing would have been disobedient. She wasn't allowed to be disobedient, or else she'd be punished. Everything else she'd been made to do was bad enough. Akane didn't want a punishment on top of it. “Thank you for butt fucking me and giving me a wonderful orgasm.”

“I knew you'd enjoy it,” he said smugly, patting her ass. “Tell me you loved it, and you want me to do it to you again sometime.”

Akane was pretty sure she didn't want anything of the sort, although she was less sure that her treasonous private parts shared her opinion. Not that it mattered. She had to tell him what he wanted. “I really loved getting butt fucked. It was great, and I hope you'll do it to me again sometime.”

The boy gave her ass another pat then stood. “Okay, you can get up. You're done. You'd better go clean up before you get dressed.”

A short time later Hikaru escorted a now fully dressed Akane to his front door. As she stepped outside he said, “Remember. I expect you here around five tomorrow. Dressed in a coat. Don't disappoint me.”

She nodded without looking, and walked to his gate. With one last once-over to be certain she was presentable, a much subdued Akane Tendo pushed open the gate and stepped out to the street, walking very gingerly.

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