Tenchi Muyo! H Adventures Series Send all feedback to warpzone32@hotmail.com. WARNING! This fanfic has a warning on it. All fanfics with warnings on them are lemons. Therefore this fanfic is a lemon. (And now, Washuu messes with your head:) "The preceding paragraph is a syllogism, or a series of propositions (two premesis and a conclusion) so arranged that if it is granted that the first two statements are true, then the third statement must be true also. This is a classic form of argument, first discovered (on Earth) by the Ancient Greeks, who were the first to discover and record many of the principles of logic humans use (or ignore) today. Let us take a look at how this syllogism is constructed. The statement "This fanfic has a warning on it" is an "E type" statement, or one whose antecedent is distributed and whose consequent is undistributed. In this case, the antecedent (All of this fanfic) is distributed, meaning it tells us something about all memebers of a class. In this case, it refers to all members of the class "this fanfic." The statement's consequent (has a warning on it) is undistributed, since it does not tell us something about all members of the class "things that have a warning on them." (It only refers to this fanfic. If it had said "does not have a warning on it," then it would be distributed, since it would then tell us that NONE of the things that have a warning on them are this fanfic.) The second syllogism is also an E type statement, as it clearly refers to all fanfics (which is a distributed term,) and states that they are lemons (undistributed.) The same formula holds for the conclusion (this fanfic)(is a lemon.) This syllogism does not violate any of the six rules of formal falacies, therefore it is a valid argument. However, although its structure is valid, the second syllogism is not neccesarily true, because fanfics can and do have warnings for other purposes than to explain that a given story is a lemon. For example, they may warn that the story contains spoilers for the later plot develpoments in an anime's continuity. Or the warning may state that a fanfic merely contains extremely violent scenes and therefore may not be suitable for all audiences. Therefore, because one of our premesies is untrue, the argument is not sound, even though its structure is valid." Oh yeah, in case anyone was wondering, I have just started college, and yes, we do have a philosophy requirement here. No, it has not driven me insane. Anyway, without further ado, i would like to title this episode of my crappy lemon series as: EPISODE 6: NO NEED FOR LOGIC Washu stared at the screen before her, upon which Ryoko, Aieka, and Ryoko were having a very playful threesome. She had been planning to go up there and explain to the girls what was happening, about the effects of the Type-H personality modifying ray, and prevent any of them from approaching Tenchi while they were in their hentai state, but that had been almost an hour ago, and the three of them hadn't stopped since. "Ohhh... GOD!!" Wahsu moaned, throwing her head back. She hadn't stopped since either. her fingers flicked nimbly over her clitoris and deep into her snatch, as she teased herself subtly in a dozen secret points where she knew it would feel the absoloute best... "Aaaah!! AAAAHHH!! She moaned, spreading her legs wide as she watched the scene in the extradimmesnional bathroom through her subspace spectralanyalizer, set to "visible light" mode. A pretty cheap way to be spying, but... "Oh god yes... Oh YES!!!" Aieka had been tied to a pillar and the two Ryokos were none too gently taking advantage of her body as they whispered all sorts of obsceneties to her. Aieka creamed constantly over their rough attentions. Washu wished she could think of a way to get sound on the thing... indeed, she could, using trans-dimmensional oscillations, but to build the device required would distract her from watching the show... "Ooooh... OHHHHH... yeah!! HIT HER AGAIN!! OH god, yes... yes... oh, WOW in the ass AGAIN!? Aieka, you're a MACHINE! How many more times can... oh god, what's that for... ooooohhh.... Washuu clenched her teeth and came as she watched Ryoko use the carrot on Aieka. And then, as she watched the scene AD Vision would have qualms about dubbing, inspiration struck for a new invention... "Oh god, this is good stuff..." =^_^= Aieka gently petted the cabbit in her lap. Again, Ryo-ohki sniffed at her lap slightly. Aieka stiffened and tried to look innocent. At least she had managed to talk Ryoko out of making her carry the carrot around all day inside her... "Um... Aieka..." Kiyone began. She stopped as Mihoshi entered the room and smiled croquettishly at her. "Yes?" Aieka asked, looking up from the fur ball she was scratching. "Uh... well, there was something I needed to talk to you and the others about... but, um..." She didn't want to talk about it with Mihoshi around, knowing all too well how much the airhead was likely to reveal versus how much she wanted to tell. "I guess it can wait 'till later," she concluded. "Hmmm... sounds to me like you've been waiting for the right time to say something," Katsuhito said, entering the room silently. "Obviously, that time has not come within the last two days." Kiyone blushed, remembering that they had spent the night once already, and she STILL hadn't gotten a chance to speak privately with any of the girls. They were testing the patience of their host. "Fear not, though," the old man said, almost but not quite un-mockingly, "I'm sure it will come if you just give it time. Perhaps annother few days or so. Shouldn't take longer than a week... unless of course it involves sex..." Katsuhito's glasses flashed. Kiyone looked nervous for a second, then suddenly clamped her hand over Mihoshi's mouth before she could say anything at all. "Well, be sure to let me know what develops," he said, leaving the room. Kiyone frowned. He knew something. But then, didn't he always? *>>>> Ryoko frowned. "What do you mean, your turn!?" she shouted. Mihoshi opened the door loudly, causing Ryoko and Aieka to splash away from each other. "Oh my," Mihoshi said, "we're not interrupting anything, are we...?" Kiyone winced. Maybe she was already too late. Hadn't Sasami said they'd been taking a lot of baths together? "NO!! I mean, no... no, of course not..." Aieka stammered, "we were just discussing... err... Ryoko?" "Um... TV!! Yeah, that's it... Aieka said it was HER turn to decide what we watch on TV tonight, can you believe that!?" "It's okay, I under..." Kiyone started. "HMMPH!!" Aieka threw her nose into the air. "As if you haven't been deciding what we watch all day for the past three days in a row!! You really should let me have a turn now and then!!" "No really, I believe..." Kiyone started "Oh yeah!?" Ryoko crossed her arms. "You SAID I could be in charge of the TV. And besides, as I recall you seem to enjoy the same shows that I do!" "You really don't have to discuss..." Kiyone started Aikea turned her back on Ryoko. "Well if that's the way you're going to be... how would you like it if I didn't watch TV with you tonight..." "There is no inunedo, there is no inuendo, there is no inuendo," Kiyone repeated to herself, willing it to be so. Ryoko gasped for a minute, then hardened her eyes and voice and nipples but that was by accident. "FINE, you do that!" Ryoko shouted, "I can always watch TV by myself... better still, I wonder if TENCHI would like to watch TV tonight..." Aieka jumped up and practically boiled the water off her skin. "Don't you DARE even joke about that, Ryoko..." Kiyone groaned and covered her ears. Ryoko giggled evilly "Oh, sure... I bet he hasn't watched TV in a long time... lets see, how long has it been since that trailer I showed him..." SLAP!! "I'll watch TV with you," Mihoshi offered in the silence that followed. "Look," Kiyone said, "before you two start blasting each other over this, there's something I need to tell you..." Ryoko and Aieka stopped glaring at each other point-blank for just a moment and both quickly swung their heads to glare at Kiyone. "WHAT!?" they both spat. Their eyes widened as they watched Mihoshi very slowly french kissing Kiyone. "Gaaah!!" Kiyone gasped for air. "WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR, MIHOSHI!?" "Well," Mihoshi said innocently as she ran her long, slender fingertips over Kiyone's chest, "You said I had to keep my hands off you in public... and I just realized that we're not in public now, sooooo..." "THAT ISN'T WHAT I MEANT BY PUBLIC!!" she yelled, trying to push the eager lust-starved amazon away. Ryoko started to laugh out loud at the sight. "Well well well, isn't this intresting... looks like we weren't the only ones to get curious over the weekend," the space pirate leered to Aieka. "It's not like th.. EEEP!!" Kiyone jumped as Mihoshi pinched her. "Oh wow, I guess that was a little bit too hard, huh," Mihoshi ditzed. "RYOKO!!" Aieka wailed, "How can you speak so openly about..." Aikea was cut off as Ryoko gave her the kiss of a lifetime. "So..." Ryoko said, settling into the water by Mihoshi while Aieka recovered from the shock, "How's your slut?" "Ryoko..." Kiyone growled. "Oh, she's very good," Mihoshi smiled and patted Kiyone's thigh. "But she's SO paranoid about people finding out about our relationship." "MIHOSHI!" Kiyone yelled, wondering how many times she'd yelled that in her life. "Hmmm. Yeah, mine's the same way..." Ryoko reached for Aieka's thigh, but it wasn't where she'd remembered it last. She turned around and was wacked upside the head by a very angry princess." "I can't believe you're telling them about this," Aieka wailed, "If word were to get out that a member of Jurian Royalty were consorting with a sinister space pirate..." Ryoko looked pointedly at Aieka. Aieka's hands flew reflexively over her mouth. "I didn't mean it," she said... "You said 'sinister...'" Ryoko said, standing up with a cat-like leer on her face..." "It was an accident," Aieka protested, backing away. "I just meant..." Ryoko grinned and snatched up her prey, grabbing Aieka by the hair. "OOOWWWWW..." "You KNOW what the penalty is for misusing the safe words," Ryoko whsipered into her ear, punctuating the sentance with an obscene lick. "But it's not fair..." she moaned, getting down on all fours, "WHY do they have to be such common words... I use that word all the time..." "Ohhhhh, no, no, no..." Ryoko grinned and ran a finger up Aieka's slit. The princess winced, wondering what the space pirate would do to her. "If you'll recall, I wanted the safe word for pain to be 'pizza,' but you insisted it sounded too silly and made me change it..." Aieka turned beat red. "Rub it in why don't you?" She started to pant as Ryoko did just that. "Oh, just name my punishment and get it over with," she said. "Hmmmm... for abusing the safe words... I wish for..." Ryoko smiled as she remmebered who was watching her..." "One tossed salad..." Aikea winced. "...for Mihoshi." "WHAT!?" everybody yelled. Ryoko laughed evilly. Aieka sighed. "I guess I have no choice... Mistress..." She humbly crawled over to Mihoshi and knelt behind her. "Please bend over," she said, realizing that Mihoshi had no idea what a tossed salad was, "get on all fours... and don't worry. I am told that this feels very good..." Mihoshi did as she was told and waited for something to happen. Then her eyes went wide and she started moaning as Aikea started licking her asshole. Ryoko cackled evilly, admiring her handiwork. The she turned just in time to catch Kiyone backing towards the door. "Where do you think you're going?" Ryoko asked from behind her back. Kiyone screamed. Then she realized what was happening. "Ryoko, let go of me..." she moaned as the space pirate behind her reached for her breasts. "No," Ryoko said playfully. "Let go of me," she moaned as the other Ryoko closed in. "Please... this isn't right..." "I know," said Ryoko, planting kisses down her neck, "that's what makes it so much fun. You are *SO* uptight about everything!" "Ryoko... MPH..." The other Ryoko had floated up and now had her breasts planted right in her face as she hovered a foot or so above the tile floor. "Kiss them. MMmmmmmm.... that's nice!" Ryoko ruffled her hair. "I really think I'm starting to like this orgy thing..." "Ryoko... listen to me," Kiyone gasped between gropes, "those aren't your true feelings... Washuu's ray... when it exploded... don't you see, it hit all of us instead of Tenchi... that's why you and me and... Aieka... and... Mihoshi..." Kiyone closed her eyes as Ryoko's tongue slid all over her neather regions. "Oh... GOD you're good!!" [o*=]{ Nobiyui sat helplessly in the bathtub as he listened to the sounds the girls were making. It just wasn't fair. Having the girls around was always a pleasure, of course. Being unable to join them in the bathtub was something he could live with. Listening to their heavenly voices echoing through sub-space while he took a bath on the men's side was frustrating, but he considered it fair enough. But listening to the sounds of what could only be some VERY kinky all-girl lovemaking, powerless to join in or even watch!? That was downright unfair. "I wish I hadn't misplaced that tape recorder," he thought to himself sadly as Mihoshi climaxed yet AGAIN. ~^w^~ Washu got back from the CGI mecha-design workstation just in time to watch the girls loose their last shreds of inhibition and start rubbing together randomly. "EEEP!! I've let this go for FAR too long; I'd better get down there!" she exclaimed. Washu opened a black portal in sub-space and jumped right through. "Wait, Washu!!" Chibi-Washu A called. "You should get dressed first, Washu!" Chibi-Washu B called. The two SD mecha waited for about a minute to see if she would be back. "Well, your turn to be on top," Mecha-Washu B said as they toddled off, hand-in-hand. ->O<- Washu splashed down into the pool, and gazed longingly at the sight of the four girls entangled together. "Oh, pure bliss..." Ryoko groaned, as Kiyone lapped at her love bud and Mihoshi and Aieka each suckled a nipple. "This is the best I've ever had! Ever!" The pirate's voice sounded giddy with emotion. "This is what living's all about... Ah! I love you guys! All three of you... oooghhhh..." Ryoko opened her eyes to see her mom smiling down at her. "GAAAAAAGH!" Ryoko panicked, and instinct took over. She crackled with electricity and scrambled backwards all the way to the edge of the pool. Some kind of forcefield or somethin' protected Washuu, but the other girls weren't as lucky. "Oh dear... have I chosen a bad time to drop in on you guys...?" the lucky one asked coyly. "WASHUU!!" Ryouko cried angrily, "You should learn to mind your own business!! We were just having a little fun!" "Hmmmm. So I noticed!" Washuu dipped a finger in the water and sniffed it pointedly. "Hmmm... probably 2 or 3%... Anyway, I've discovered something that could explain why we've all been feeling so much like women lately..." "Well I've always felt like women from time to time," Mihoshi muttered, "but I think this is a first for Kiyone... and maybe also Aieka..." "Washuu!! Thank god!" Kiyone recovered from Ryoko's shock and splashed through the water, only to grab Washu by the neck and start throttling her. "WE KNOW THIS IS ALL YOUR STUPID INVENTION'S FAULT, NOW TELL ME YOU HAVE AN ANTIDOTE!!" "Gaaaaaahh... He... help meeee..." Washu tried to turn her attacker into a kappa, but the shadowy laptop screen manifested itself just out of reach... "...Somebody... The red button..." she gasped, "hurry... can't breathe..." "Ummm... Is this the one you mean?" Mihoshi asked, tapping a Green button that did happen to flash red every once in a while, but that was only as a reminder not to press it ever. The water started to drain out of the Pool, and everyone was sucked down a pan-dimmensional drain into a storage tank deep somewhere in Washuu's lab. ***** "So," Washuu said, standing behind the podium and looking quite digified for a short underdeveloped spiky pink-haired girl with no clothes on, "In layman's terms, what the Type H Personality Modifying Ray has done was to modify the psychic patterns stored in each of our chi, slightly increasing the frequency of some responses while decreasing others." Ryoko sat at her desk and stared off into space. She never did like school... Not like Aieka, of course. The little twat was sitting there like a good little girl. "Oh, Miss Washuu! I know the answer! And even if I don't, I'll just sit here like a good little teacher's pet and smile at you!" Pffft. Ryoko's frown gradually turned to a sneer as she began to wonder what it would take to break that concentration.... "...while naturally, this method of mind control by altering consciousness at its most sublime and, indeed, spiritual level is superior to surgical and psycho-analytical methods of mind control in the regard that it cannot cause, as the former, brain damage, or as the latter, psychological neuroses, it is somewhat less effective insofar as all such modifications are extremely short-lived, as the spirit returns to its natural state by comparing itself with the patterns recorded in the brain. Nevertheless, it DOES prove my theory that classical spiritual entities can be altered using H-waves... a theory that the Royal Science Academy rejected as 'outside the ability of a corpreal being to test' and which ONE decreped pigheaded old man dared to call 'religious setimentality.' Well WE'LL SEE WHAT YOUR RELIGIOUS SETIMENTS ARE, DR. CLAY, AFTER YOU'VE SPENT THE NIGHT IN THE 'EIGHT WORST HELLS!' MUA HA HA HA HA!!" Aieka squirmed as Ryoko's bare foot crept ever-further up her thigh. "Oh..." she moaned, despite her every effort to keep quiet... "So, the question becomes.. how can we reverse the ray's effects? Answer, Miss Aieka?" "Huh?" Everyone was looking at her. And Ryoko was STILL stroking her toes along her thigh. God, didn't the woman ever quit!? Washuu was looking right AT her for crying out loud. "Umm, well..." Aieka turned red and crossed her legs, an exercize that merely made her notice her own juices more clearly. "It seems that we should just wait for the effects to wear off on their own." She smiled her cutest little teacher's pet grin. Had she been wearing a skirt, she would have curtsied. "WRONG!!" A giant stone statue of an old man holding a staff came plumeting from the ceiling and landed squarely on Aieka's head. Then it turned into a short, dumpy man in a Tanuki suit and ran off. "Ryoko? Your answer?" "Huh...?" Ryoko looked down at her lap. "Hell, I don't know... Why don't we just have an orgy and put all that extra spunk to good use?" Washuu tapped a button. Ryoko winced and shut her eyes in anticipation, but nothing heavy landed on her head. Instead, she felt a weird tightening on her breasts and something giving her a wedgie. And her feet were crammed into some kind of tight-fitting shoes. Ryoko opened her eyes and was surprised to discover that shiny black leather lingrine, complete with boots, had materialized around her. "Good answer, Miss Ryoko!" Washuu leered. The mad scientist was dressed in a shimmery silver-white nightgown that flowed over her in such a way that it seemed to be rubbing her. "The fastest way to hasten the psychic reversion process is by acting out those tendencies which are not a part of our normal consciousness!" "Oh my," Mihoshi covered her mouth with her hands and chewed her lip nervously. "Are we going to do something like that!? I thought we were just going to fuck each other..." Mihoshi had been forcibly dressed in a red one-piece bunny suit, with matching heels and black fishnet stockings. "I have a feeling that IS what Washuu had in mind, Mihoshi," Aieka looked down at her lingrine and blushed. It was a silky white lace bikini with white stockings and lace gloves. It also seemed to give her more cleavage. Come to think of it, she felt quite seductive in such a costume... "Hmmmm... Washuu... do you suppose I could be allowed to keep this outfit?" "Oh, you like it...?" Washuu asked, tapping some buttons. The lab faded and the girls soon found themselves in a large, expensively furnished ornate bedroom. Fire in the fireplace, mirrored ceiling, olympic-sized bed with silk sheets and satin cushions... jaccuzzi, make-out music, hyperspace liquor cabinet... the works. "Looks like you've been thinking pretty hard about what you planned to do with us..." Kiyone mused. Kiyone, in case you were wondering, was wearing a sequined blue two-piece number, with golden tassles hanging temptingly from her nipples and hips. She giggled and lay down on the bed, then sat up, spread her legs, and posed obscenely. "I love it!" she concluded with a smile. Washuu grinned like Ryoko on catnip and sashayed over to the bed. "I thought you were supposed to be the serious one," she teased, running her hands down her small body and up inside her nightgown's hem. "Oooooh! Not me!" Kiyone grinned and swirled her chest in the air, making the tassels spin. "I'm a naughty little slut! Really I am... please fuck me, mistress... make me your whore..." "Wow..." Ryoko blinked, "She's really out of character, huh Aieka...?" Ryoko looked over to Aieka and caught her breath. Aieka stood, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted, and ran her lace-clad hands seductively down the her neck and across her chest. She cupped her breasts and hefted them slightly, squeezing them so that they looked even rounder, and fingering her own nipples through the fabric. Then she let them drop, and giggled as they bounced. She ran her hands down to her crotch and slid one gloved hand into her panties and began gently stoking herself with the lace... with her other hand, she reached out slowly and cupped Ryoko's chin... she looked deep into her former enemy's eyes... ...and winked at her. Ryoko gulped as Aieka gently caressed her cheek with her warm, lace-trimmed hand. This was a side of the princess she hadn't seen before. She had never in her wildest dreams immagined that her snobby, stuck-up crowned princess Aieka could be so.... seductive. Aieka let her hand travel down Ryoko's body freely, but slowly, while she drew the other hand from out of her panties damp with juices. She rubed her fingers back and forth over Ryoko's lips, and the space pirate inhaled deeply, smelling the juices of her usual prey, who had suddenly turned temptress. Aieka wrapped her arms around Ryoko and kissed her deeply, with tongues, and lifted one stockinged leg to wrap around Ryoko's thigh. Ryoko slumped back against the wall, and sank slowly to the floor, lost in the pasion while Aieka ground herself against Ryoko and fondled her rear. "Ah... oh god... Aieka... don't stop..." Ryoko opened her eyes and looked up at the princess pleadingly as she stood and patted her hips down, straightening out her stockings. "I'm going over there..." Aieka nodded to the bed where Mihoshi, Kiyone, and Washuu were hungrily eating each other out in a triangle, "... to join in the fun. If you want me..." Aieka turned with a toothy smile and wiggled her way over to the bed, her ass bouncing enticingly as she went... "Come and get me, Ryoko!" "Ummm..." Ryoko forwned slightly as she watched the other three writhe on the bed as Aieka removed just her panties and started stroking everybody with lace. "I... don't know..." "What's wrong, Ryoko?" Kiyone asked, "I thought you were the naughty one!" Kiyone winked at the space pirate and licked her lips in anticipation. "Oh yes... You should join us, Ryoko!" Mihoshi grinned in extacy as Washuu rolled her clitty in her tiny fingertips. "It feels so GOOD! ^_^" "Umm... it's just uh... well..." Ryoko looked away and blushed. Washuu raised an eyebrow. "Well well... so, the brazen shameless kinky 'mistress' is afraid of a little incest... how very intresting..." "Shut up!" Ryoko scowled and closed her eyes and crossed her arms. "I'm allowed to have SOME inhibitions, aren't I?" "Haven't you heard, my dear?" Aieka asked, licking cum off of Washuu's thigh and licking her lips like it was heaven just to taste it, "Inhibitions are out of style..." Aieka ran her tongue back and forth along Washuu's clit while eyeing Ryoko seductively, her eyes peircing deep into the ex-criminal's soul. "Come to bed..." she cooed sweetly... Ryoko bit her lip. "come on you guys..." Ryoko tenetively took a steph forward, then annother. She felt like she was being pulled along by an unseen force. But at the same time, her skin burned in anticipation of the touch of one of the few things she'd ever thought of as forbidden... Mihoshi and Kiyone caressed and kissed her as she reached the foot of the bed, and coaxed her further, until she had reached the point where Washuu lay spread-eagled, grinning from ear to ear as Aieka continued putting out for her eagerly. "Now then..." Washuu reached up and ran a hand lovingly along Ryoko's neck. "What do you have to say for yourself...?" Ryoko's blood rushed through her as tenetively reached down and touched her mother's breasts. Every place their skin touched seemed to burn with guilty pleasure. Then Washuu reached up and pulled her big girl down onto her, and began rubbing against her, wild with desire. "... mommy..." Ryoko squeeked out before she could stop herself. [o=]{ Sasami looked around at the dinner table. Tenchi and Nobiyuki were the only ones present besides herself. "I wonder where those guys ARE?" Tenchi said as he reached for the soy sauce. "Maybe they're taking a bath," Nobiyuki said with tears in his eyes. "Well, their dinner is getting cold. I'll go see if that's where they are..." "Ah...." Nobiyuki started, then gave up. What was the point? Let the girl grow up. "You know Tenchi, having dinner alone like this reminds me of what it was like before the girls showed up." "Yeah..." Tenchi looked up at the stairs. "I know what you mean. But it's so QUIET!" Nobiyuki nodded. "It's time likes this that you appreciate how important your loved ones are..." "Uh..." Tenchi started, realizing where this conversation was headed... again... "SO TENCHI, WHY DON'T YOU EVER SHOW THEM YOUR APPRECIATION!?" "DAD!!" Having found the bathroom to be empty, Sasami tried the door to Washuu's lab, but it was locked. "Oh well... I guess I'll keep it heated up for them till Washuu's done with them..." ...* It was about three hours later that Washuu broke out the dildos and vibrators. "Woah!" Ryoko's eyes went wide like a kid in a candy store. "Cool! Dibs on the purple one!!" Washuu handed the device over to Ryoko. It seemed shaped more like a bottle than a dildo. "Okay, but this one doesn't vibrate," she warned. "Well then," Ryoko licked her lips, "We'll just have to MAKE it vibrate! Right, Aieka?" Aieka was looking at Ryoko strangely, with a mix of fascination and desire in her eyes. "You said 'purple,'" she stated quite plainly. Ryoko's skin went pale as she realized that was the safe word for humiliation. And she had accidently misused it. Aieka smiled smugly. "My turn!" she grinned. Ryoko knelt and bowed as low and humbly as she could and began kissing Aieka's feet. "How would you like it, Mistress?" she asked, choking on the word slightly. Aikea smiled and stroked Ryoko's cheek affectionately. *SLAP!!* "You will address me as PRINCESS!" She hissed, a long-repressed haughty gleam in her eye as she reached for one of Washuu's largest and frankly most diabolically-shaped strap-ons. "S-sorry... Princess..." "You are not allowed to look at me!" Aieka snapped! "Good! Now, get down on all fours, you bitch..." Aieka slipped the strap-on into place and tweeked it once to make sure it was in firmly. She placed the tip of it against Ryoko's asshole... "Oh no... please, Princess..." Ryoko began sweating. She knew she had this coming but still... "Do not speak," Aieka scolded. "And try to relax. I am told this feels quite uncomfortable."