Fun, but humiliating

One shower and one throat-assisted orgasm later, and Shuichi arrived at the park with Peko. Peko had changed out of her business clothes and was wearing tight dark blue bloomers, a matching headband, a loose white t-shirt with athletic white tennis shoes, and her trademark glasses.

“Hey, everyone! It’s, uh, good to see you all again!” Shuichi greeted with an awkward wave. “How’ve you all been?”

“Oh, you know; aside from nearly getting shot and then cut in half multiple times in the last 24-hours, I’ve been doing just fine,” Maki replied dryly. Shuichi laughed quietly - not because what Maki said was funny, but by now he could start to tell when she was trying to tell a joke. “Speaking of which, I see you brought your sword with you.”

“Forgive me, but I cannot leave my new Master defenseless,” Peko replied, taking her sword sheath off her shoulder. “Besides, most of my regular workouts actually involve my sword. It helps me bond with my weapon.”

“Bond with it? How… antiquated,” commented Mukuro. “Still, I do respect the dedication. Honor is not completely worthless.”

“Thank you.” Peko bowed.

“So, uh… just to be clear, it is okay that she joins us for our workouts, right?” Shuichi asked, already sweating quite a bit. “I mean, just for the year that she’s going to serve me anyway.”

“Don’t worry, it’s fine, Shuichi. I’ve had lunch with worse people than her, so I can’t judge,” Maki replied before her eyes suddenly flashed red. “But just remember that if I ever so much as think that you’re going to harm any of us, your intestines are going to paint the grass red.”

“I assure you; if any harm were to come to you or my Master, I will paint the grass with my intestines myself,” Peko said, stretching. “Now, shall we start our workout with a warm-up jog?”

“Fine; let’s get going,” Maki said, leading the way. Mukuro quickly caught up with them and, as per usual, Shuichi followed a few paces behind them. For once, though, Shuichi wasn’t at the back of the pack; Peko, despite being just as fast as Maki, was jogging patiently behind Shuichi and watching him carefully.

“So, you work for the Yakuza, do you?” asked Mukuro, hoping to strike up a casual conversation as they went. “I’ve dealt with them a few times before. They’re very reclusive at times, but they sell good weapons, and they haven’t tried to screw me out of a deal yet.”

“Would you try to screw you out of a deal?” asked Maki.

“Well, no, but still, compared to the other criminal organizations in this town, they were the most reputable, if nothing else,” Mukuro added.

“Of course they were; the Yakuza is more than just a cartel. They are a clan with honor; to compare the Yakuza to the other gangs would be like trying to compare eagles to sparrows,” Peko replied. “I am not with them now, however; please think of me simply as Peko, Shuichi’s servant and ****, and nothing more.”

“I see…” Maki glanced back. “Well, if that’s what Shuichi wants, then I suppose I could do that.”

“Er, right… that’s, uh, fine with me, I guess…” lied Shuichi.

“Oh, Master; you’ve gotten quite a lot of sweat on your forehead already!” Peko said as she took out a white handkerchief. “Here, let me take care of that for you.”

“Th-thank you, Peko, but I can do that, really,” Shuichi said as she wiped off the sweat.

“Yes, but that would slow you down,” Peko pointed out. “Speaking of which, I can get you some water with electrolytes if you like - it’ll only take a second. Also, I can massage your shoulders as you run, monitor your heart rate, judge how many calories you’re burning…”

“Wow, look at her go,” Maki said to Mukuro as Peko continued to list things she could do for Shuichi. “That’s some impressive ass-kissing, even by my standards. And I was in a cult once.”

“Indeed; it seems that her transformation really is sincere,” Mukuro replied. “Though, her newfound obsession with Shuichi is a little disturbing.”

“Agreed… though, there’s not too much we can do about that. The last time we let ourselves get too jealous, we both ended up looking like idiots,” Maki sighed.

“True… but we still aren’t going to let her get closer to Shuichi than we are, are we?” asked Mukuro.

“Fuck no,” Maki replied. “She has absolutely no right.”

“Then perhaps we should do a little something to help remind this new girl of her place,” Mukuro suggested, her volume lowering.

“I’m listening…” Maki replied.

A few minutes later, their warm-up jog had finally ended, and Shuichi walked panting back to his bag to get his bottle of water. However, just before he could reach down to grab it, he was stopped by Peko’s hand on his shoulder.

“Thirsty?” she asked, her own silver water bottle in-hand. “Do not worry; mine is still cold and, as I mentioned before, it’s full of electrolytes.”

“Thank you Peko, but I really- mmph!” Shuichi was interrupted by Peko placing the water bottle into his mouth.

“There - doesn’t that just soothe your body?” Peko asked as he began to sip. “Here, sit down; you can use my body as your pillow as you regain your strength.”

Shuichi tried his best to stop Peko but, to his embarrassment, he was soon lying on the ground with his head on her lap and her bottle in his mouth. Like he was her baby and she was giving him his milk.

“Wow… I had no idea that you were into that, Shuichi,” Mukuro said as she watched this unfold.

“W-wait!” Shuichi sputtered, pushing the water bottle away for a moment. “This isn’t what this- mmph!”

“Hey, don’t worry; I’m not judging,” Mukuro said with a shrug. “But try not to indulge this for too long; we have the rest of the workout to do, you know.”

“Of course,” Peko replied as she finally ungagged Shuichi. “That should be enough for now. May I suggest some jumping-jacks followed by lunges next?”

Despite his best efforts to keep Peko under control, the rest of the night’s workout followed a very similar theme. At every step and turn, Peko would take it upon herself to coddle Shuichi with more water, massages, and other humiliating acts of affection. She even offered to have Shuichi ride her shoulders when they did pull-ups on a tree branch, and when she thought he sprained his ankle she was ready with an ice pack before he had even finished saying the word “ow”.

And so by the time it came to start packing up to go home, Shuichi’s face was red as a beet, and he had lost far more sweat to shame than to working out.

“Alright; I have to say that was a rather productive workout,” Peko said as she picked up her ‘kendo’ sword. “Though, I still think you could have done more, Master. Next time, I suggest that you do not hold back as much.”

“Right, because that was his biggest problem with the workout tonight,” Maki said with sarcasm that was lost on the swordswoman.

“Augh… I promise to do better next time,” Shuichi replied, his patience with Peko starting to run thin. “Let’s just get home already.”

“Actually, Shuichi, there is one more part of our workout that we’d like to do,” Mukuro interjected, launching her and Maki’s plan into action. “Something that we haven’t always done, but I think right now would actually be very good for you.”

“Eh? And what would that be?” asked Shuichi.

“Think about it; what burns more calories than anything else?” Mukuro asked, stepping up to Shuichi and placing a hand on her chest as a ‘hint’.

“O-oh! That! Right…” Shuichi replied, blushing once again. “I’m not so sure about that…”

“I agree - he has already been pleased enough today by me, and he is quite clearly exhausted,” Peko interjected. “It would be best to simply leave to rest up for his work tomorrow.”

Shuichi’s brow furrowed as a frown appeared on his face. “Actually, you know what? I think I’ll take you up on that offer.”

Despite how tired he was getting and how sore his muscles still were, Shuichi stepped forward and kissed Maki passionately on the mouth as he groped her soft breast through her shirt. As this happened, Mukuro looked on at both Shuichi and Maki, as well as Peko just beyond them. She had expected Peko to grimace in frustration at her suggestion being so blatantly thrown off. But, instead, she seemed to be completely unbothered by the suggestion, and even put down her things without a fuss.

“Very well then - might I suggest that you all find a more secluded area to do this then?” Peko said over the sound of Shuichi and Maki’s tongues dancing. “I will fight off anyone who tries to stop you two from having sex, of course, but it would be far more pleasant for everyone if it did not come to that.”

“Huh?” Maki broke the kiss and blinked at Peko in surprise. “I mean, yeah, that would make sense. Come on - there’s a new spot I noticed during our jog that I’d like to try.”

Soon, the four of them were in a secluded area behind some trees not too far from the spot last they had fucked. Maki and Mukuro both slowly removed their clothes as they continued to make out with Shuichi, groping each other’s bodies while taking turns passionately pressing their lips to his. Shuichi, meanwhile, had his clothes taken off by Peko, who diligently folded them and placed them off to the side before doing the same to Maki and Mukuro’s clothes as a courtesy.

“Alright; as fun as riding you has been, I think this time we should change things up a little this time,” Maki said as she broke the kiss, wiping away the string of saliva connecting their lips with her arm.

“R-really?” Shuichi asked, stammering a little as his cock twitched in the cold night air as Maki stroked his shaft. “What did you have in mind?”

“Wolf-style,” Mukuro answered.

“Uh… don’t you mean doggy-style?” asked Shuichi.

“I suppose that’s another name for it, but in my mercenary unit, we always called it wolf-style,” Mukuro explained, hand running across Shuichi’s chest. “It’s the best one to use when doing sentry duty since both parties can keep an eye out for enemies.”

“Oh, I see.” Shuichi pretended not to be disturbed. “I suppose I could do that then.”

“Perfect.” Maki got down onto her hands and knees and wiggled her ass at Shuichi. “You can be inside me while I eat Mukuro out. Remember to be careful not to go too deep, okay?”

“That sounds like an excellent plan,” Peko suddenly interjected. “Please, feel free to get started whenever you like.”

“You know that you don’t actually need to be here right now, right?” Mukuro said as she got into position in front of Maki. “You can just wait in Shuichi’s car if you’d like.”

“Nonsense - I have a wealth of experience in helping my old Master please women, and it would be a waste not to use it now,” Peko said as she reached over and stroked Shuichi to full hardness. “Fuyuhiko was no stranger to threesomes and orgies, and I always ensured that his girls always left his bed fully satisfied.”

“Hey, I can pleasure them perfectly on my- ah, aaaah!” Shuichi cut himself off as Peko pushed his hips forward and pressed his tip into Maki’s labia. When Peko noticed that he didn’t slip in right away, she quickly pulled him back and placed his tip into her mouth - lathering it with a thick layer of lubricating saliva before pressing it back into Maki’s cunt and finally sheathing it inside.

“There we are - the perfect depth,” Peko said, measuring Shuichi’s depth with her hand based on the subtle bulge in Maki’s lower abdomen. “Are you comfortable, Ms. Maki?” she asked as she moved her hand to start massaging her clit.

“F-fuck!” Maki kicked her right leg as she adjusted to the penetration, trying to glare at Peko but failing due to how good she felt. “Y-yeah, I’m good. But, you know, you really don’t have to debase yourself like this for us… we can have fun without you.”

“Believe me, my honor is not tarnished in the slightest. And what about you, my Master?” Peko asked, her other hand gently massaging Shuichi’s sack.

“S-so tight!” Shuighi grunted in response. “And this angle… Maki… your hair looks absolutely incredible in the moonlight like this.”

“Tch… saying stupid things as usual…” Maki scoffed, hiding her blush by burying herself between Mukuro’s thighs.

“Excellent - then allow me to enhance this love-making session even more.” Peko then laid down onto the ground and got underneath Maki, her head winding up directly between her thighs so she could look up at where Shuichi and the assassin’s sexes met. She then leaned up and began to lap at that sweet connection spot, making both lovers cry out in pleasure.

“My, my… you really do have impressive dedication,” Mukuro said as she reached underneath Maki’s chest to pull Peko’s bloomers to the side and start fingering her pussy with her ungloved hand. “I wonder if you can maintain that will under fire.”

“Do not worry; even if you were to set me alight, my dedication will not waver,” Peko replied, her face partly drenched with Maki’s arousal. “D-do… your worst!”

“A challenge?” Mukuro pulled her hand back a moment before abruptly sheathing two fingers inside Peko’s sex. “You’re on, then.”

“F-fuck… this… this is too hot!” Shuichi groaned as he began to thrust, his breath so steamy that it was condensing in the cool evening air. “Maki’s walls are squirming so much, and your tongue… ah! It’s making my cock twitch, it tingles so nicely!”

“You see, Master? I told you that I could enhance this whole experience,” Peko said with a hint of pride in her voice between licks.

“Y-yes, you were right… but… I really could please them both on my own!” Shuichi insisted as he built up his pace. “I-I’ve done it before, in fact!”

“Of course - and now, you can make them feel even better,” Peko said before launching her strongest attack yet, her tongue almost all the way around his shaft for a moment and making it feel as if he was inside two women at once.

“Dammit… so much for being put in her place,” Mukuro quietly grumbled to Maki as her juices drenched the other girl’s face. “If anything, she’s managed to make this impromptu orgy all about her… not that I’m complaining.”

“Tell me about it,” Maki mumbled into Mukuro’s cunt. “Not to mention, some of her workout tips were actually pretty good… maybe we could even invite her for a spar every once in a while.”

“Maybe… but she still has a long way to go before we trust her,” Mukuro replied.

“Agreed - now, why don’t you show her what the hand of Fenrir can really do?” Maki said before diving back into Mukuro’s pussy.

This continued on like this for a little while, with Shuichi just barely able to hold on as he pelted Maki with thrusts and compliments, and he withstood the sight of Mukuro moaning in ecstasy. Eventually, it became too much, and he felt his balls start to tighten. Spotting this, Peko reached up and gently gripped his sack at just the right time, supercharging his orgasm and causing him to spray into Maki’s womb so hard that Maki could almost feel her ovaries flooding. Maki moaned in delight into Mukuro’s pussy as she enjoyed the sensation, vibrating the soldier’s clit and causing her to cum as well. All three of them collapsed on top of Peko a moment later, and the swordswoman carefully pulled herself out from under them shortly after. It wasn’t clear if Peko had orgasmed during all this, but if she had, she did an excellent job of hiding it.

“There - I take it that you found that all very satisfying,” Peko replied as she wiped the semen and pussy-juice from her glasses.

“F-fuck… I’ll admit… that was pretty good,” Maki admitted, panting as she rolled onto her back and Shuichi’s cum leaked out of her. “What was that thing… you did at the end there anyway?”

“A special Kuzuryu clan technique, designed to help father heirs,” Peko explained. “Speaking of which, you two wouldn’t be trying for a baby yourselves right now, would you?”

“N-no, of course not,” Maki replied, blushing. “I’m on birth control.”

“Ah, I see,” Peko replied, a hint of disappointment in her voice as she put her glasses back on. “Then, unless you wish to go for a second round, I suggest we put our clothes back on and return home. Shall I go warm up your car for you, Master?”

“S-sure… I’ll catch up with you in just a moment,” Shuichi replied, still catching his breath.

“Alright then; I suppose this is goodbye for tonight,” Mukuro said, slipping her panties back on. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Shuichi, and you too, Peko. I still haven’t forgiven you for the sniping attempt, but… you did good today, I suppose.”

“Yeah, I might have had my doubts at first, but maybe having you around won’t be that bad after all,” Maki said as she put her clothes back on as well, not realizing the pang in Shuichi’s heart that comment caused. “Goodnight, and remember; no more mysterious suitcases.”

“Don’t worry - I’ve definitely learned that lesson,” Shuichi said a little bitterly as he finally finished dressing and followed behind Peko. And with that, he returned home, driving off into the ever-darkening night with his dominantly-submissive servant at his side.