Submissive Sweethearts

With a soft sigh and after rolling your eyes a bit you turn to the two women at your side, Unohana on one and Tsunade on the other, as they give you a set of gazes that would have any man sweating under the collar with arousal. However, you have had so many of these stares in such a short amount of time all you can do is give each women as small grin, the previous incident slowly leaking from your conscious mind as the women press their impressive busts into your arms, “Well with this invitation how can I say no?”

Tsunade purrs happily while Unohana gives off a slightly shuddering sigh, their arms slightly slipping from your neck as they instead press one of their hands against your broad chest while the other wanders your back before settling on your ass. Unohana is the first to speak, the gently smiling woman staring at you with a look of restrained passion as she softly whispers, “You won’t regret this…master~”

Tsunade nods in agreement with her ‘partner,’ her hand giving your as a strong squeeze as a low moan rises from the back of her throat, “Mmmm…what can we do for you now master~”

The voices of the two women hold no reservation to the amount of lust and desire that bubbles within them, the heat of their passion boiling out through their husky and stick with lust tones. If there were anyone around you would have no doubt that you would be cited for indecency, grandson of the So-Taicho and last fertile member of the Genryusai clan or not there was a limit on how far one could take to showing their affections in Soul Society.

Yet, you are fortunate enough that the crowd has long since dispersed and after giving the now empty street a quick glance your hands slide down the woman’s sides, your large and gloves palms gliding down the luscious hour glass shape of their bodies until you come to two very firm and beautiful rear ends. Without a moment’s pause your hands fill with the flesh of their rears and give each a firm squeeze, eliciting a soft moan from both of the older women as their hands gently claw at your clothing in restrained desire, “Well if we are going to play this ‘game’ I have to hear it first girls...” Leaning down you give each girl a soft nip on their necks, a playful bite sending a shiver of lust down their spines as their hands briefly give you a powerful and almost demanding squeeze, “Tell your master what you are.”

The tongues of both women dart across their lips as they gaze up at you, their delicate and trim fingers sliding over your chest as they moan in tandem, “Masters little slaves…”

Your smile widens into a grin as your hands squeeze their asses again, both of them quaking at the knees slightly as you growl, “And what will Masters little slaves do for their master?”

Both women swallow deeply at your voice, the powerful and commanding tone you used for Hiyori and Lisa during the little ‘escapade’ seeming to affect them just as much as they groan, “Anything Master…”

Chuckling deeply your slowly slither away from the women’s amorous embrace, their voices moaning in disappointment and longing as you speak once more, “Good…now I have to meet Anko-chan and the others for our little date this evening...but first master wants’ his sexy little slaves to do something for him.”

“Anything master,” Tsunade purrs, her fingers drawing along the full length of her generous and nearly half exposed breasts, “command and we will obey.”

“Please master,” Unohana moans as her legs idly rub against one another, the brilliant flush of arousal on her cheeks matching the husky tone of her voice as she speaks again, “tell us what to do.”

Your grin turns slightly evil as you reach out, your hands grabbing Unohana and Tsunade’s chest much to their surprise and pleasure, “I want you to find the other two slaves and become acquainted…and think about where you would like your tattoo.”

Tsunade gasps as you find her stiffened nipple, your hand slipping in the open front of her dress as she softly pants, “T-Tattoo master?”

“Yes,” you growl, your finger pinching her nipple roughly as Unohana quietly melts under your touch, “I’ve had it on my mind for a while now and it’s about time that I label my property properly…do you not agree?”

The thought of being marked by you, to be totally and irreversibly branded as yours sends a small trill of orgasmic pleasure through the two women, their bodies collapsing against you slightly as they try their best to stand on shaky knees, “Y-Yes Master…”

“Good,” you chuckle as the two women rise up to their own uneven feet, your body bending down as you give them a soft peck on the lips each before you shunpo away with one last word, “Farewell my lovely little slaves…”

XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxX

With your domination over Unohana and Tsunade fresh in your mind you quietly walk the halls of your great castle, your spirits high as you happily grin to yourself. When Yachiru had been hurt you had been terrified and enraged, that block head of a father that she has nearly making you want to knock him senseless. Yet, Yachiru took care of that and more giving you great hope for the future of the bubblegum haired princess in your life. Then there was the incident with Unohana and Tsunade, the lovely, lovely incident.

Granted, when Unohana and Tsunade had first brought up the prospect of ‘playing’ like Hiyori and Lisa it frightened you a bit, if there was one thing you didn’t want it was to be known as some sort of pervert who made the women in his life submit to him like he was a god. However, in time the idea began to grow on you until as last you felt it was only right to allow the women to indulge in their little fantasy, after all, it wasn’t like you were against the idea of having a little kinky fun every now and again.

Speaking of kinky fun you finally take a look at the large wooden door before you, a massive rectangle of material covered in odd designs with the prominent motif being white, purple, and black snakes. Deciding that the snake trio’s bedroom is as good as any place to begin looking for the three sexy serpent maidens you gently push the door open, your voice calling out into the surprisingly dark room, “Hello? Hebi-hime’s? Are you he- Ouch!”

With a wince of pain you back away from the door, your hand clapping over your neck where you find a small dart much to your surprise and horror. With a quick yank the dart is free and tossed to the ground but your mind is still bathed in confusion, your gaze turning to the door only to find a vision in leather and lace that causes your jaw to drop to the floor and your pants to tighten in seconds, “Hello John-kun~”