Charles Patricius

[Apollymi]

An interesting thing was happening behind Sakura. She found herself watching the physical reaction to her words and it seemed that Kakihara Shota had reached a certain decision. Her honest assessment of her experience with him licking her ass, was enough to see him aggressively shaking on that stool. That desire in him was rather strong, he wanted to prove himself, he wanted to break her though the use of his tongue. He really thought he could, "Hm, that is definitely a positive response or a visceral one. You think you can prove yourself because I didn't speak negatively of that experience. That's what you're doing with that information," she said almost inquisitively. Still she remained in the same position just looking at him absently. "But it's a singular experience, with nothing else to compare it to... there are a lot of variables to consider," she mused. These were her true understandings of the moment, of course, she still had no intention of freeing this lad just to have him lick her ass. Nor did she truly want him within her personal space as such anymore. It was just an interesting point to realize that there was something he did that she enjoyed as a singular experience. Doing it more and with other people might allow her a bit more understanding which was how her mind worked. She also still understood Kakihara's underlying motivations weren't truly positive, he was simply clinging to the idea that he could have her, when she'd already told him that wouldn't be happening again.

Meanwhile Jade and Hiruko continued a bit of playful banter while the latter worked his way back towards the living room. "Oh I know it has quite a few things in it that weren't in its original design, though I am not sure what they are in their entirety. Perhaps I will surprise you then... see what you've been up to~" she said as a flirtation that seemed almost too open for interpretation. He proposed a dual vacation of sorts, well... not directly. "Overlapping time off... hmm, something like that might be arranged. I guess we'll have to wait and see if you're that lucky~" she claimed in an almost serious manner. Of course, she could do anything she wanted, whenever she wanted, but it was always interesting to have these sorts of conversations with the young man known as Daikichi Hiruko. "Goodnight. I'll check in with you later~" she offered as a parting sentiment.

[Bloodedge]

Did Shota think he could prove himself based on that little mention? Of course he did! Any success was a shot at something greater; all he had to do was make the push. Ah, but how could he manage it? Restrained as he was, there were no efforts that could put him in the right position. So long as Sakura saw fit to leave him in place, he could do nothing before Hiruko's eventual return. He had to think. In doing so, mention of lacking comparisons from Sakura made Shota believe she intended to offer Hiruko the chance he should have. That couldn't stand. Shota jerked forward again, as if challenging. She thought wrong if she believed that one time was enough. The second opportunity was always the moment of true victory; of this, Shota was certain.

As one might expect, Jade already knew this beach mansion had some customizations against the original design. Alas, she didn't have the full list of alterations. That did bode well for Hiruko, who thought to make use of them whenever possible. Excited as he was for the possible exploration with Jade, that would have to wait for at least several days. For now, he had something immediately exciting to deal with. All things that needed discussing between Jade and himself had been addressed, and with that, she bid him farewell. "Check in whenever you like, Tamacchi. You know I'll always get back to you♥~" he said as the call reached its end.

[Apollymi]

Kakihara Shota was surprisingly honest as an individual when stressed. Sakura could easily piece together his mindset based solely on his desire, physical movement and reaction to the words she spoke. Even now, with just the idea that Sakura might be looking for a second experience he seemed to be challenging her to let him try. Perhaps she would have even respected this response... if several variables were different. "Hm? You think the opportunity of my second such experience is yours," she said studying his face. Her own thoughts processing all the information she was able to take in. "Thinking like that is odd. I've already said I am not interested in more sexual experiences with you," she said thoughtfully. It was obvious that she always intended to use what she learned from him elsewhere. Perhaps if his personality was different it might have gone differently, but they hadn't. He'd been trying to do something she couldn't allow and she had to allow him to learn the consequences of his negativity towards someone she truly adored.

At the same time, Jade was saying her final words to Hiruko. He'd always come back to her... that much was always the truth, since she'd known the lad he was a constant within her life. "Oh I know~" she said about his always coming back. Interesting that he was this type of person, but she was fully happy to indulge him a bit. Here and now she'd be doing just that. After the line cut off she'd be sending him an image. One of her sitting atop a white almost sofa using her phone's timer function to take a picture of her as an upshot barefoot in her lingerie with her clothes half hanging off her arms. She still hand on several pieces of golden jewelry around her thighs and ankles. She remained wearing that characteristic hat in front of a large window giving her a glowing halo effect within the light cast from the window. A bit of black lace lingerie showing off her form where nothing about the shot was truly lewd only a hint at something more including an almost upskirt view of her bottom and covered folds. Such an image was completed by a gentle blush on her face. Yes, that would do nicely. But... as if someone else had become aware of something, the woman called Makima was rather suddenly annoyed. "Come, lay down on the floor and take this picture." she said easily. Why? Well, she was currently squatting in high heeled shoes, her pants skin tight to boot. Such a picture would be taken for the purpose of.... pulling a certain leash.

[Bloodedge]

Sakura was quite adamant about having no further interactions with him. There was a grand opportunity slipping through Shota's fingers. She wouldn't take his challenge. Shota believed her line of thought was leading to a lost cause. If she wanted her entire world turned upside-down, she'd have freed his mouth at least. It was her loss if a chance was never given, but Shota wouldn't just take that loss upon himself either. Endlessly did he struggle against those bindings, believing even a few seconds would have him well on his way. If only he could create that opportunity. Well, he'd certainly be trying to, leaning forward as much as possible in an attempt to reach Sakura's ass... even with a gag in his mouth.

While Shota struggled and Hiruko descended the stairs, someone else was being ordered to a different sort of descent. A young man with medium-length black hair in a topknot, sporting a black suit and tie was addressed by Makima briefly after a summoning. The strangest of requests was made for him to lower himself... and not for the usual reason. She wanted him to take some sort of picture... why? Hayakawa Aki was the male's name. He'd been somewhat recently brought into the Wardens organization, a former yakuza member himself. He was a criminal, a murderer, and now... an on-call photographer? Well, one didn't simply say 'no' to Makima. As such, Aki was soon lowering himself to the floor, phone in hand. "That's a... hai. How should I take it?" he wondered. He already understood that, when dealing with Makima, it was best if one adhered to any and every minor detail she desired. Aki wasn't exactly prepared to have someone cleaning up his body after something as simple as a photograph.

[Apollymi]

Kakihara Shota was struggling and though Sakura quite enjoyed watching people squirm, this didn't give her the same sort of pleasure she normally took from such things. Maybe it was simply because the restraints weren't her own, or maybe it was because she was a sexual sadist and this was only satisfying in an purely domineering way. Watching as this young man's mind tried and he physically struggled to try and impose himself on her from the distance she currently maintained was different for her than such things normally were. It was a different sort of learning experience, seeing him get so worked up even after she told him he wouldn't be getting another opportunity to touch her. "Gagged, bound and told no... still a struggle. That would almost be admirable, if I didn't know how selfish your desire was," she said taking a single step towards her own fore. She put more space between them even with her arms bound but continued to watch. Just a step, watching him struggle to reach her was amusing but not in the sexual way she usually found struggles. No now, it simply felt like purely satisfying to see... perhaps she'd work that in too. The trial and error was good for learning experiences. She knew that by her own failed experiences.

All the while the picture of Jade would be sent to Hiruko's phone and another man was answering a summons to take a picture. Like most who dealt with the woman known as Makima he'd already learned not to ask the wrong questions when she made a demand of him. No, instead he was simply figuring out the details to avoid any negative flack. "It'd be best if you laid on your back. I need an upward angle. It should include my entire body, shoes and all. It must be flattering." she explained of her desire. Once he was in the proper place she'd lower her hips quite a bit. In those tight black pants it seemed like they were near bursting as her curves filled out the room within them completely. Her own hands were found at the sides of her hips. The lines of her body and clothes were as perfect as she could make them from her own angle and she looked over her shoulder down at the man. There was a set of rings in her eyes which seemed to be gently glowing, but obviously that was a trick of the light. "Take the picture and then show me," she ordered as calmly as she did everything else.

[Bloodedge]

Shota remained with an eyeful of Sakura's unmentionables, sullied as half of the sight was. He had to get there; he had to prove himself supreme. If anyone was going to lay claim to that purple bombshell bitch in the future, it had to be him! As she took a step away, nothing changed. Shota continued thrusting himself forward until the stool scooted with him. With a bit of care behind those movements, he managed to avoid tipping over. Alas, using enough force to move forward at all was possibly a bit costly. He'd accidentally scoot forward a bit too much... so much that his nose would be the thing reaching Sakura's anus, and his gagged mouth would be just shy of reaching that outpour of semen. It was by sheer stroke of luck that he managed to avoid that disgusting occurrence. . .

Meanwhile, Hiruko was receiving an image of one he hadn't physically seen in... a bit longer than he'd like. Jade was on the shorter list of people who managed to take images that were elegant in nature, but just the right side of sultry to arouse. That would keep him going even as he walked through the house toward the living room. Ah, but that wasn't the only stroke of luck happening. Elsewhere in Osaka, something else was being set up. Aki, told to lie on his back, acquiesced without hesitation. He stretched across the floor perpendicular to Makima, turning his upper body sideways just enough to aim the camera. In doing so, he became blinded by a veritable dump truck full of ass that was barely kept in check by a pair of pants. How was he supposed to focus on taking a good picture of that? He couldn't even focus enough to keep the blood from rushing to his dick! This job was somehow stupid and wonderful all at once, but... Aki would sigh and angle the camera for an all-inclusive photo. From a bit of the floor beneath those red soles, all the way to a bit of ceiling right over Makima's hair, the end result was... somehow still mostly ass. Aki took an extra moment to review the snap, realizing he could even see the curves of Makima's crotch through those tight slacks. Was he supposed to be looking? He didn't even know if that was a punishable offense. Either way, the phone was soon extended toward Makima. "Uh... there. I don't know if 'flattering' is the word I'd use for it, but... I think it's a good shot."

[Apollymi]

Watching Kakihara struggle was indeed an amusement, but his lack of physical ability and balance were becoming obvious as Sakura looked at him. Even as she stepped forward he was still apt to 'claim' her. He wanted so badly to take her from someone else that he hadn't even realized this wasn't possible. And beyond that he was willing to put himself in harms way to try. It was illogical to Sakura especially when she'd already told him no. "This isn't going to go the way you want it to," she said noticing him rocking forward. He'd end up face first in her rear, his nose reaching her anus and his face barely avoiding the spillage she'd let him see. "Actions have consequences. I told you I wasn't interested in you touching me again and I meant it," she said as deadpan as she'd been talking to him all day. He thought himself lucky to have avoided the spillage of fluids from her core, she thought he desired to be stuck with the taste and potency of it. Her hips shifted backwards against him. Luck had no place here. With enough force to soak his gag in the foaming mixture of Hiruko's spilt ejaculate. And then another step forward would leave the other man once again out of reach of her, but with a parting gift of Hiruko's fluids on his gag. Something about that was oddly satisfying in the way it fed Sakura's sadism and a small smile appeared on her face.

While Hiruko received a sexy picture from Jade, another was being taken and then offered for review to Makima. The woman had made some very simple but very specific demands and the most interesting thing about the pet called Aki was his ability to do exactly as he was told. This little yakuza convert was actually quite amusing as he acted within the confines of Makima's demands. She knew there was a certain fear involved in his life, after finding out how easily Makima would kill people for disobeying her or even displeasing her in the slightest. Oddly enough when that picture was taken she looked at it for several seconds. Her head tilted left, and then right. He said he wouldn't call it flattering but it was good. Makima for her part in this looked down at this man's body directly at his bulging erection and a small approving noise escaped her. "Hm. It seems like you think it's good as well. Send it to Hi-pyon." That was it. All she had to say was that such a picture should be sent to a specific contact in her phone. And then she'd stand with her hand out-stretched waiting for phone to be placed back into her hand after said instruction was followed.

[Bloodedge]

Sadly for Shota, there was no avoiding the taste of another man's spunk. He initially believed Sakura was pushing back against his face because the impact of his nose was effective. Alas, that was not the case. The cloth in his mouth was soaked in spunk ─ the taste of which quickly made its way directly onto Shota's tongue. He would have gagged immediately, but... he was gagged. All of that struggle was redirected, becoming an effort to remove the gag from his mouth. Sadly, that only made things worse in time. Worse still, Sakura was now out of reach again.

Meanwhile, things were only getting better for Hiruko... but not for Aki. With his current erect state, he would have hoped for some lucky gratification... if he didn't think even hoping would be some sort of offense. He'd have to settle for that little noise passing Makima's lips when she discovered his erection; it didn't sound like something of disgust. Yes, that would be good enough. With that, Aki lifted himself off the floor while Makima returned the phone to him. As he was to send it to whomever 'Hi-pyon' was, he did so without question... only to stare down into Makima's open hand while returning her phone. "Hai. It's sent," he said as a moment of eye contact was made. It seemed Aki would be quickly averting his gaze for some reason or another. "Is there anything else?" he wondered.

All the while, Hiruko was paused in the hallway by another received message. Assuming it was a follow-up from Jade, he opened his phone and appeared surprised immediately. This was the second image from Makima in one day, and... what an image it was. It felt almost like there was a greater purpose to the picture ─ one he'd be questioning via text. "Thinking about me that much? What's the occasion?" he sent. Moments later, Hiruko was quietly walking toward Sakura while she looked away, toward Shota. With utmost nonchalance and not a word spoken, he'd be clipping that collar around her neck.

[Apollymi]

Makima had a man take a picture of her from a ridiculous angle, then used that same man to... send the picture. Makima all the while studied one of her newer pets. He seemed to have gained enough from seeing what she did, to avoid looking her in the eye while standing. He also did as he was told without question and didn't ask her any unnecessary questions. She found that to mean he'd been properly broken in. Did she require anything else from him? "Good boy. Nothing else. Leave." she said such a limited number of words after her phone was returned, but for many not ending up dead was likely one of the best things to happen. Granted, he had a raging boner given what he'd just seen, she'd leave him to deal with that as he would. She still didn't know if she cared to have sex with him, and she was far from sexually frustrated enough just to try it. No, she simply waited for the secondary text which she knew would follow such a picture being sent. She went back to her seat, watching the screen almost impatiently.

Meanwhile. Kakihara thought he'd gotten a reaction out of Sakura, but instead what he received was a punishment in the form of tasting another man's spunk. "Sou, can you taste it or are you just upset because it's in your mouth?" she wondered as a point of genuine curiosity. While she continued to watch him and try to figure out the nature of the answer to her question... Hiruko was returning. Though not before he sent a text message which Makima was reading with a smile and formulating a reply to all the while, Sakura found herself with a collar around her neck rather suddenly while she was studying the face of Kakihara Shota. "It's just a treat." that was her reply no special occasion or anything of the sort was necessary. Meanwhile, Sakura rotated her neck as she finally stood, straight. "Oh? I wasn't expecting something like this... is this my punishment?" she asked curiously.

[Bloodedge]

After all that, Aki was told there was nothing more required of him. Some may have been bothered, but he believed Makima was best dealt with in short bursts, regardless of the reason. The less of his presence she required, the less he had to be concerned about. That annoying stiffness in his pants was an issue he could, and would, always deal with later. No further words were spoken by the man once he was instructed to leave. Discussion was not to be had with Makima; he believed that firmly. As such, he simply... left.

During that time, Hiruko checked his phone once more. Just a treat, Makima claimed that picture was. How ridiculous; that woman didn't know what a simple gift was in Hiruko's opinion. Regardless, he'd take it as part of the collection. Once that was done, he was putting his phone aside and watching as Sakura rise to a standing position. He didn't know exactly what she'd been doing with Shota, but he didn't care either. A collar was quite appealing on the purple-haired girl; he could get used to this sort of thing. Was it her punishment? Well, it was certainly connected. "Not entirely. I figured it was in my best interest to make a proper pet out of you. It's something I've been meaning to try lately, and you seem like the perfect target. That's your punishment; you have to be my pet now," he said, grabbing Sakura's leash right against the collar itself. He tugged, gently yet forcefully, bringing her face closer to his while staring deeply into her eyes, almost challengingly. "You'll accept, right? I mean... you did go past the limit, after all~"

[Apollymi]

At the end of that little endeavor Makima had answered an odd itch she'd developed and she'd gotten a bit of knowledge about her newer pet's tool. Perhaps the next time she found herself in need of amusement she'd call him to see what he was capable of. Well, that wouldn't be something which happened now, no... she had a more appropriate pet coming to visit soon and she was the one in control. Nothing would come between her and that one, she knew this was the best scenario. This was especially true given how unsatisfactory she generally found trying to replace that particular young man.

While Makima thought over her favorite pet, Sakura was suddenly being introduced to the more self-serving nature of Hiruko. Odd, this man was kind but had seemed a bit distant initially. When he returned from the other room he claimed that the collar currently around her neck was only part of her punishment. In his time away he'd decided she was a good target to be made into a pet. This was interesting to hear him say. Kakihara had wanted something similar out of her, but wouldn't have been able to get it. But soon enough she was being pulled by that collar and looking up into rather dazzling eyes. Would she accept because she went past the line? No. Still, that challenging aura and the sensations she got from him being so close said she'd agree with him. "Sou ka, an astute observation and honestly self-serving..." she mused a small smirk coming to her face. "I like that from you, Hirrun..." she admitted feeling that arousal return to her in an instant and forgetting all about Kakihara again in the moment. A meal worth eating, a deal worth taking and... a connection worth making. Sakura had been told the pervious day that being raised in Munetsuchi meant she didn't know about denial of desires. And Miko had been right. "I'll be your pet. Please treat me well, Hirrun♥!~" Another bit of relief occurred in the depths of Sakura's soul, like that karma was still being answered. More so than that, a certain acceptance occurred and beneath that collar a glowing bit of magic began to appear. It likely was only a shadow, but eventually it would be magically visible at least to Hiruko himself.

[Bloodedge]

As Hiruko stared endlessly into Sakura's face, he awaited her answer. In the beginning, it seemed to be going in a rather positive direction. She first spoke of his demeanor again. Afterwards, Sakura very easily accepted a deal that most would think long and hard about. She did have the demeanor of one with no sense of self-preservation... but Hiruko didn't think that was truly the case. No, he'd say she was far more calculating than most could give her credit for.

Even so, certainty had to be achieved. Hiruko would be seeking that certainty while pulling downward on that closely-held leash, seeming to urge her into kneeling again. This time however, he'd be bending at the waist to effectively lower with her. "That was quick. You should know I take my deals very seriously, Sakucchi. It's a very demanding position. If I say kneel, you may as well open your mouth and get ready to start sucking. If I say bend over, you may as well open up. You know, stuff like... if I pat my lap, you occupy it in some way. Some regular niceties sent my way are expected too. I'm a pretty reasonable guy, so I'll give a little wiggle room~" he explained. Hiruko had reason to believe Sakura already understood part of the whole 'pet' arrangement, at least in theory. She was mostly playing that role already ─ that being the primary reason Hiruko even had the idea. "So... is that still your answer? I think we both want to know~" he continued as if to reference Shota, who seemed lost as an abandoned pup. While awaiting Sakura's answer, Hiruko even extended his free hand toward Sakura's face, two fingers outstretched in front of her lips.

[Apollymi]

Sakura had no problems making the agreement to be a pet belonging to Hiruko, mostly because they'd already had the conversation about what she did and did not consider to be sexual activity. With that part out of the way she was almost certain his care in this case wasn't anything to fear. Ah, but it seemed that despite his self-serving antics, he still had quite a few things to clear up, she was lowered to her knees which she accepted with a fair bit of ease. She continued looking up at the man who bent down a bit to look at her as well. The amount of eye contact between them never stopped. Unlike Kakihara, Hiruko had a full amount of clarification to make about what he did and didn't expect from her if she accepted this deal.

Sakura didn't break eye contact with him, his explanation was something she was curious about. Given that he'd felt the need to stop and question her properly she thought it might be something ridiculous included in the ideations. But no, he implied he simply wanted sexual gratification from her when he demanded it and though she understood now that humans found those kinds of acts debasing, she was a goddess. And his was a tool she placed in the top one percent. In fact, if she didn't already have someone she was attached to, she would call him the best possible option for her. "Well, as long as your wiggle room acknowledges that there is someone else I will always answer to... I can still agree to being your pet, Hirrun." she said clearly. "All you said sounds like fun to me♥~" she claimed in all honesty. Her second favorite option was still the best option in most situations, she didn't even know if Kazuhiko would ever fully have this kind of attitude, so she could easily have this one and him for their own separate but equal reasons. She was raised by a woman who did something similar she felt not shame in her actions. And there was the fact that making herself Hiruko's pet was absolutely something she do, to answer the spite and karma she was using to cuck Kakihara Shota with. She was sure he was interested in her answer, to know that she absolutely wouldn't ever be his by any meaning of the word. And she could easily see herself answering to this one, before her other pick ups, just not before Kazuhiko.

[Bloodedge]

Even as Hiruko listed demands he expected her to meet under the current arrangement, Sakura seemed entirely complacent to everything. In fact, it could be said that she was meeting his challenge, desiring it before any words were spoken, and even... perhaps thinking it was all to be expected anyway. The one stipulation she had was that another came before him. Given the way her friends behaved, he could expect as much. Oh well; Hiruko considered himself lucky just to receive an agreement regardless. "Ho? I shouldn't be surprised someone laid claim to you before I showed up. It doesn't matter. I was in a similar situation once," he mused absently, yet to give a proper response. When he did, it was something of a trademark statement for Hiruko the eternal gambler. "Bet♥~"

Now that an agreement had been established, Hiruko took it upon himself to press those two fingers against Sakura's bottom lip, fully intending to slide them into her mouth while his grip on that leash tightened slightly. Shota was aghast by the display in front of him. How was it so easy? Something else had to be going on before his return; this didn't make any sense. Well, sense or no sense, Hiruko had additional schemes playing out in his mind. Just as Sakura paid no mind to Shota during these moments, the same could be said of Hiruko. "So, how about a treat for starters? I think it's in good taste to start these things that way. You obviously don't need breaking in quite yet~"

[Apollymi]

Hiruko's demands weren't the type of thing Sakura would disagree with, in fact, it was one of the best possible things for her. It would only be made better when he understood that another had a higher place in her life, and didn't hold it against her. For Hiruko, Sakura mentioning that she had someone else who claimed her, made him claim it was fine... that he should have expected it and even had him sharing that he'd once been in a similar situation. His reaction made her truly happy and she'd be seen smiling up at him in a more genuine way. Life was complicated but what was between them, didn't have to be, and that was a relaxing thought. He'd even offer his agreement in an original term, which left his lips and sent a tingling sensation straight to Sakura's loins. "Oh, it's those kinds of tingles... I get it now. I really do like the way you talk to me~" she offered the man happily.

Ah and Sakura's happiness would only continue to expand. Hiruko's fingers upon her bottom lip would be pressed further in. The natural inclination of one such as Sakura was to happily run her tongue across them as that leash on her neck was pulled a bit tighter. Her head was fully tilted up and she found herself looking up at Hiruko still. The confusion of Kakihara was almost magical, he truly didn't understand that envy when recognized wouldn't be tolerated. And that honesty was always more applicable than anything else, especially with people like Sakura. Oh well, it didn't matter anymore, she now had exactly the kind of situation she'd prefer, and so she'd sink herself into it. While continuing to work on that spite baby and experiencing being a pet for the first time. And it seemed she'd be given a treat first, instead of anything resembling a punishment. "I'm receiving a treat?" she said seemingly genuinely excited. In truth, she was abjectly curious as to what would be considered a treat in this case, and she'd only paused the movement of her tongue to ask that question.