With that Violet began tugging on Ashue’s kimono while reaching out to do the same to Slate who finally calmed down. Seeing their little Ojou-sama’s excited eyes, how could they continue arguing? Even if they couldn’t agree on some things both {Chuckle-Sisters} agreed that Violet’s opinion outweighed everything else. If she were to one day decide to destroy every member of the Yakuza, these two would tear the tattoo’d skin from their bodies before doing the heavy lifting…
Of course, all of Violet’s guards were like this.
In fact they were specifically taught by Ebony to have such loyalty!
“Four of you remain here – two to deal with the bodies and another two to watchover. We want the 3 slowest and second fastest among you to remain. The rest will follow us at maximum speed… I’ll remain behind for now…” <Ashue>
“Realised those milk filled udders hold you back, ay?” <Slate>
“Mmm… Milk? Want Milk – come as well. Carried by first fastest while I third…” <Violet>
Slate opened her mouth wide before she grinded her teeth and then sighed with a blush. Approaching Ashue she leaned before wrapping her left hand around her waist and standing up – carrying Ashue like a bag of potatoes. Meanwhile a female shadow guard appeared in front of Violet with her arms stretched out to let her step onto her back with ease. She wasn’t polite as she just climbed up and wrapped her arms around the woman’s neck while the slender woman wrapped her arms around her thighs to ensure she had the comfiest ride possible!
With this they vanished in a flash of black into the tree and four more shadow guards leapt down and began their work moving the bodies as well as removing evidence of a fight… Well if what they saw their Ojou-sama do could be classified as a fight; it could be if one considered reaping wheat at harvest a fight.
Meanwhile the Shadow Guard followed strictly behind Slate & Ashue who maintained the fastest speed possible while expertly making sure that everyone else could keep up. Ashue who was slung over Slate’s shoulder couldn’t help but glare at the woman who was carrying Violet with puffed up cheeks. Slate has been knuckle deep in her butt yet doesn’t treat her with any care!
“I feel maybe you should hold me like little Qin does Ojou-sama…” <Ashue>
“I can’t, you’re too fat!” <Slate>
“R-really, you don’t mind, do you?! Wait, is this why you weren’t in the mood last night!” <Ashue>
Hearing Ashue sounding so sad she couldn’t help but feel bad for being so mean to her – this back and forth was quite usual for them so she didn’t expect her ‘sister’ to react in such a manner. Biting her lip softly she thought about her next words carefully before she slowly replied.
“… I… I don’t mind even if you’re a bit chubby but you’re not that fat except for the hips and chest.” <Slate>
“T-then why weren’t you interested?” <Ashue>
Slate’s cheeks and certainly didn’t match her hair colour but maybe they did Ruby’s?
“That… That’s because I peaked on you when you were bathing then fingered both my front & back holes. I even came multiple times while watching you m-masturbated so I was tired by the time you finished washing…” <Slate>
“… Language I think?” <Ashue>
“Shut up – you should save your tongue to compensate me for saying all that instead. I look forward to Ojou-sama treating you like the fat cow you are…” <Slate>
“Hehehe~ so am I but don’t worry as I’m sure that those little peaks of yours will see use some day.” <Ashue>
“S-shut up sniffles!” <Slate>
“M-my name doesn’t sound like that!” <Ashue>
The rest of the shadow guard and Violet were just in the background watching as the two went back and forth over again. The men found the concept ‘interesting’ but the women were more jealous that their bosses could be owned by their Ojou-sama. They didn’t have to be so brutally open about it!
Worst thing about this was that there was no way they could complain since these two women were not only their bosses but stronger than them – Slate was even a skilled young Oni.
Very few Oni at Slates age would be made aware of the true power behind their race. This was because only the strong were trusted with important tasks such as administration – only the really strong & talented were trusted with the Yakuza. For an Oni like Slate to be trusted so highly within the {Little Hannya Family} without being of that bloodline showed how amazing she actually was… Hard to appear amazing when next to the physical manifestation of overpowered.
Ashue also had a very strong & pure bloodline; she was undoubtedly one of the best at formations and qi-techniques within the {Asura Yakuza}. Her loyalty was… Well they could understand her loyalty was above theirs from the ‘womanly scent’ she had created from the taunting of their Ojou-sama. Nobody could say her body & mind wasn’t fully owned by their Ojou-sama nor could they claim they were as ‘loyal’ as Ashue’s body…
As such the women in the shadow guard all turned their jealous gazes to the one other person – ‘Little Qin’ who had the honour of carrying their Ojou-sama. No doubt Qin could not only feel Ojou-sama’s soft skin but her chest was pressed against Qin’s back. No doubt Qin could also smell their Ojou-sama’s scent from being that close – how unfair was that? Weren’t they all comrades so should share such benefits!
Qin obviously felt these gazes upon her which caused her to shiver gently… But they were right and she felt very lucky right now!
Under the black face mask Qin had a huge goofy smile on her face while her hips shifted a little more than they needed as she ran. Her grey dog ears wagged as did the short tail on her butt. Qin also was a Dog-kin (specifically greyhound) so had a strong sense of smell that allowed her to enjoy Violet’s wonderful scent; perverted? They weren’t interested in anyone but their Ojou-sama!
Qin herself was well aware the only thing her race had was speed; they loved running and being fast. They basically had purposely bred to enhance their own speed so they could push it further and further… But this also meant their bodies were very slim and slender.
They had basically no extra fat on their bodies with dark skin tone. Her being no different – her standing a 5’4 with a slender but muscular frame that allowed her to be the best long-runner in the shadow-guard. Number one was Slate though who was known to be a talented Oni in all regards; not to be confused with her being the third-fastest. She was slower than a Cheetah-kin male but they had no stamina so she had a lot to be proud of.
Despite this being the case she couldn’t help but speak up.
“O-Ojou-sama if you’re interested in breast milk I wouldn’t mind dedicating my body, mind and life to giving you milk.” <Qin>
This made Violet tilt her head curiously at the girl.
She held no pretence as her arms dropped from wrapping around Qin’s neck to instead grip Qin’s meagre chest. This made Qin’s body tremble but she had to hold back; afterall her Ojou-sama was riding on her. She had to ensure her Ojou-sama had the most comfortable riding experience no matter what.
“No breasts?” <Violet>
“I-I’m willing to undergo conditioning to get massive breasts bigger than boss Ashue to be your personal milk-tank.” <Qin>
To the excitable greyhounds massive breasts may as well be chains that restrict them from doing what they truly want to do. With speed being what their race loved they had never found massive breasts appealing – that she was saying she’d give away that joy to be of use shoved her conviction. Violet just giggled and imagined the funny figure of the slender greyhound with breasts bigger than Mothers… Those strong legs should make it so she can still walk but Violet would love taking away the hounds ability to run in exchange for being Violet’s toy.
She was still a demon so it was only right for her to find sadistic pleasure in such ideas; not to mention the hound basically was begging for it!
Violet’s little hand gripped but since there was little to find purchase it didn’t take long to end up with her pinching the poor Shadow Guards elongated nipple. She gave the guards heavy breathing no thought as she was strongly tugging back and forth like the greyhound was some sort of cow succubus. Obviously nothing came out of her stretched out nipples since her body wasn’t ‘trained’ like Ashue’s but that didn’t stop the abuse. The men also turned their gaze toward their suffering comrade since her pants had also begun to drip with her womanly scent; their heated gazing made her skin redden in embarrassment.
Of course, this didn’t stop Violet but upon realising her current body she almost instantly stopped causing her ‘mount’ to be surprised by the sudden ‘freedom’. The shivering she held back on broke out as she gave a heated groan. This made the chuckle-sisters take notice of the ‘innocent looking’ Violet and the trembling (as well as dripping) Qin.
“You should control yourself, Little Qin.” <Ashue>
“Ojou-sama isn’ mature enough for you to react like a slut from her presence Qin!” <Slate>
“Language~.” <Ashue>
“Shut up.”
“I-… Sorry I’ll behave…” <Qin>
What could she say; sorry boss but Ojou-sama molested me as I offered to become her drink dispenser only to suddenly stop before I could climax at it? She was already getting confused looks from those who noticed the situation earlier and heated gaze from the males all around. She couldn’t bear the embarrassment of her two bosses chastising or congratulating her; she wasn’t even sure what reaction they could have.
Those two were just too crazy!
Lucky for her the sight of {The Oni Village} came into view allowing her to essentially get off scot free… Well free for now. She was sure her Ojou-sama would let her know what was in store for her. Thinking of that she couldn’t help but look down making her seem guilty in front of her bosses. They couldn’t see her excitedly wagging tail nor could she run around while carrying her Ojou-sama to express her excitement.
“We’re here anyway so it doesn’t matter.” <Slate>
Qin just nodded with an embarrassed smile but excited hidden behind her mask.
