Charles Patricius

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."

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.

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.

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.

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~"

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.

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.

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.

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~"

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.