Chapter 20 - On Conditioning: Chapter 19

On Conditioning
by Volpone

Chapter 19

About thirty minutes later, the stage had been cleaned up and the four competitors stood in pairs on the raised stage. This was the first time they'd had a real chance to size up their opponents, and both teams were taking advantage of the opportunity.

It would have been interesting to know that all four were presently looking at their counterpart on the other team and thinking of how they wished they had some attribute their opponent had. It was one of those ironic things to do under the circumstances but it was likely the fact that they were all going to compete against one another that triggered the reaction so strongly at a moment when their appearance was the least important thing about them.

Mellie was almost certainly the most classically beautiful of the women there, yet she found herself envying Altair's exaggerated figure, violet eyes and incredible long hair. The fact that her skintight ninja suit had a cut-out like Nova's but at the bottom of her cleavage rather than the top made Mellie marvel at how much self-assurance it took to wear something so blatantly suggestive and not feel self-conscious. Mellie liked to show off, but she tended to be much more restrained in public.

Altair, on the other hand, was looking at Mellie and wondering why she was in the Chaos Arena and not making millions off her looks as a model. She felt Mellie's figure was “perfect”, not top-heavy like her own, with a face like something out of an art book, her green eyes able to melt a person where they stood. She seemed to be the epitome of everything feminine without being overdone, the kind of woman who could be dressed in a burlap sack and still manage to look ravishing.

And yet the biggest irony was that Ravi and Koutetsu were each rather jealous of their opponent because of their exotic looks. It just went to show that it is easy to overlook one's own advantages when presented with someone who possessed a different set. It also proved very nicely that “exotic” was a purely subjective concept based entirely on the opposite of that which a person sees in the mirror on a daily basis.

Ravi thought Koutetsu's amber eyes and pointed ears made her look like a character out of a fantasy novel. This was because she'd fallen into the habit of reading fiction once she realized she was meeting Phoenix members who were literary characters in the truest sense of the word, and the works of Tolkein had caught her interest. Here was a woman who (outside of the darkness of her hair) looked very much like one of the elven females who might have stepped from the Middle Earth stories, and Ravi quietly envied the features that clearly set her apart visually from “boring humans”. That she was also far bustier than Ravi herself did nothing to diminish her envy.

The bender then had to shake herself mentally when she realized she was having fantasies about what it would be like to kiss and nibble ears like that. It would do her no good in the upcoming battle to go in thinking how fun it might be to get her opponent alone and find out. Before joining Phoenix, she'd only been “lesbian” in regards to Mellie, but since then she'd found herself cornered by several incredibly attractive and confident women who had shown her she needn't limit herself to her long-time friend where women were concerned, and that mind-expanding seed had taken root all too well. As a result, Ravi was equally drawn to both sexes, just as Mellie was, and their love lives were all the better for that. That Koutetsu was such a walking fantasy to her was highly distracting, and she needed to concentrate on winning first before she might get an opportunity to play out some of the fantasy that was buzzing around the back of her mind like some gadfly.

The great irony was how the “Steel Witch” Koutetsu was trying to shake her own erotic thoughts about the deeply-complected Ravi with her startling blue eyes. Koutetsu only knew one person with such a combination, and that was Bonita, the woman said to be the most beautiful in Amidahara... possibly in the nation.

Koutetsu had tried to remain asexual most of her life, hoping to avoid the complications that bedroom relationships brought. But with the arousal of her carnal nature by her male servant back home, then the aphrodisiac Mayfeng had tailored to turn her into a sexual slave, and the continued conditioning by Balde Balde and now by Oboro and her minions, the half-demoness had lost the battle against her sexual nature long before this. That Ravi reminded her so much of the incredible Bonita, a person known to be a highly sexual creature (and one who commonly featured in Koutetsu's fantasies), simply served to blur her feelings about this stranger facing her all the more.

When Mellie and Ravi fell into their ready positions, Koutetsu and Altair both realized they were facing human fighters, neither of whom held anything that resembled a deadly weapon. (Mellie's gloves weren't obvious in their properties and were designed to stun, not kill, so they were still correct in their observation in spite of their underestimation.)

The two Taimanin gave one another a quick glance and with the smallest of nods they returned their swords to their sheaths, assuming unarmed stances as well.

This brought some murmurs from the audience, a few chuckles, and several groans from the few die-hard gamblers who had accepted the long odds and bet against the Harukinu women simply because they had believed the Taimanin had the advantage of swords and the skill to use them.

If Oboro had planned on the women facing the Harukinu warriors to use their swords, she didn't do anything overt to force the advantage back to the Taimanins. It was also possible Oboro knew she couldn't do anything like that without making it obvious the Arena was trying to influence the outcome, and that would have a highly negative effect on any betting that took place, which in turn would make Black-sama think of sending her back for more conditioning. This last was the thing that truly kept her from cheating.

“Begin!”

Mellie and Ravi had been comrades in real life-and-death combat many times, and so they had a sense of the other's timing. Now that they weren't facing edged steel, the advantage they held was far greater than the Taimanins could possibly expect. It was too bad their honorable behavior also made it that much harder for Ravi and Mellie to go all out against their opponents.

As a result, Ravi fell back into her old pro bender tactics, deciding she'd simply try to force the other woman off the stage without really hurting her, something she'd be loath to do when the striking woman had just done something surprisingly chivalrous to make the match even. That was something no Chaos Arena fighter of Black's would have considered. Or perhaps she could give Mellie a chance to stun them with her gloves. Having been hit by Mellie's attack in practice more than once, Ravi knew they hurt like hell when the stunning current struck but did no lasting harm to a healthy person, just as they were designed to do.

But Mellie had her own opponent to consider. Being a trained anti-demon ninja, she recognized Altair wouldn't be a pushover by any means. Mellie had done plenty of martial arts training, and since joining Phoenix it had become even more intensive, but she'd started late in life compared to these women facing them. The other women had a serious tradition to uphold while Mellie always thought of herself as more of a dilettante with a flair for gadgets. Since being recruited, she'd only been on one mission before this, and though it had been successful, but it was only her unshakable faith in Ravi that made her believe down in her bones that they'd come out on top here.

While bending could be used to advantage up close, the real advantage was in its range, and Ravi knew that once the Steel Witch realized she was up against a person with powers, she might decide she needed the advantage of steel and bring her sword back into play. That meant Ravi needed to force her off the stage quickly and not give her a chance to rectify her mistake, but she was much more likely to injure her opponent if she needed to worry about facing razor-edged steel. She found herself wishing Koutetsu at least had a helmet like pro benders wore to prevent injuries.

Taking up an attack line that would push her opponent against the edge of the stage by the shortest distance, Ravi decided she's try to get Koutetsu to cooperate and fall back voluntarily before she would try to push her off completely.

When someone was not expecting it, fire tended to make people back away instinctively.

As such, Ravi gave a shout and came spinning towards her opponent, and as she did, she generated a fireball and sent it towards Koutetsu.

But it became obvious her target was much more experienced than she looked. The witch's odd lunar aging process never let her look older than her mid-twenties while in reality she was far older. Koutetsu was combat-hardened, and she didn't react to fire as a typical person off the street might. She knew skin could pass through fire without being burned so long as you didn't linger.

Koutetsu stepped in and tried to deflect the fireball using the back of her hand and forearm, figuring she'd continue moving in and close with Ravi once she'd gotten past the threat.

She failed to consider her outfit not being exactly fireproof. The leather panels were fine, but the sections largely composed of synthetic fibers (the ones that allowed her clothes to follow her form so snugly) were far from flame resistant. Pro benders wore outfits that were retardant in that regard, but clearly whoever designed the Steel Witch's work uniform seemed more concerned with flexibility than fire protection. Between the tension being put on it by Koutetsu's ample chest and the heat from the flames tossed by Ravi, the upper portion of her outfit parted, developing some very large gaps that left her substantially exposed.

Whoa, thought Ravi, finding another thing (or rather two) that she was envious of regarding her fantasy girl. The crowd seemed to agree with her assessment as they roared their approval over Koutetsu's impressive rack.

Knowing that she had to follow up her advantage or lose it, the bender reached out with her bending and grasped about five gallons of water from the barrel off to her left. It was in the wrong position to drive her target back directly, the barrel being ninety degrees to Ravi's left, so she actually pulled the water towards herself instead. Just as the water looked like it was about to hit the woman wielding it, Ravi leaned back hard, spun around and swung the water in a tight curve around herself as the center of gravity, releasing it in a new vector directly at her opponent, looking almost as if she were performing the hammer throw in a track-and-field competition.

While water was less harmful than fire, the impact of almost twenty kilos of fast-moving liquid was something Sir Isaac Newton (a person Ravi had never heard of before becoming part of Phoenix Group) and his laws of motion knew couldn't simply be ignored.

Koutetsu dropped down to try to let the shot go over her but Ravi knew she was fighting someone who didn't have pro bending reflexes and aimed a bit low, putting her shot squarely on target.

The water bowled the witch/detective off her feet, sending Koutetsu into a backward somersault. Shaking her wet hair from her eyes, she controlled herself well enough to come out into a four-point crouch several feet short of the side of the ring. She was soggy and disheveled, but still capable. Several more pieces of her costume were now hanging by tatters from her, leaving her functionally naked but still with armor at wrists and shins, the heavy leather shoulder panel also remaining in place. Only a slender strip of fabric running behind her right shoulder still connected the top of her outfit to the bottom.

Realizing she was in trouble, Koutetsu couldn't let her sense of honor lead her to disaster, and her hand went to draw the katana she carried.

It was then she realized she was in bigger trouble than she thought. Part of her wet and tattered costume had wrapped around the grip of her sword, effectively locking it into its saya (sheath) and leaving her without the one weapon she could count on as an equalizer against this exotic woman with powers clearly different and more offensively practical than those Bonita possessed. It would take her too long to get the wet fabric disentangled from the hilt because her opponent was clearly not an amateur that would sit passively by as she worked her weapon free.

A small place in the back of Koutetsu's mind that ran on emotion rather than logic was thinking Ravi was one of the most incredible females she'd ever run across, even as she was getting her ass handed to her. That this was partly the result of the chemicals used to condition her didn't matter. She felt what she felt and the source didn't matter.

(It was ironic that the very conditioning meant to break down her defenses had also broken down the stoic nature that make Koutetsu rather aloof from others, basically making her much more social and approachable. Sometimes serendipity happened for completely unexpected reasons.)

In the mean time, Altair was faring better against Mellie simply because their abilities were more evenly matched. Normally, Altair would have had a serious advantage, but the Taimanin's ninja reflexes were badly blunted by the drugs she'd been given, and while Mellie simply lacking the years of intense training her opponent possessed, she was unimpaired and training with outstanding instructors, putting them on fairly even footing. The technological advantage hidden within her gloves was irrelevant so long as Mellie couldn't make solid contact with her adversary, and when she didn't intend to kill it was Altair's natural reaction was to stay at a distance and then strike suddenly before dancing back out of range.

Then Mellie's own intelligence caused her to have a flash of inspiration.

She needed to get knocked down.

Well, not exactly that, but effectively that was the idea. As long as Mellie was upright and unharmed, Altair would continue to stay back, and so Mellie needed to look vulnerable to bring her close enough for her gloves to work.

Putting her plan into action, Mellie stepped backwards and seemed to miss her footing, her ankle buckling. She went down heavily, falling so her feet were nearer Altair.

The Taimanin reacted instinctively, moving in so she might catch her opponent before she could recover, hoping to pin her in a way to make her yield. Altair was also feeling rather conflicted about her beautiful opponent, surprised at being so sexually drawn to another female, especially in a combat situation. That her conditioning was intended to bring out that kind of reaction never entered her mind as this was the first combat she'd been in since beginning her treatments. As a new slave-prostitute, she never had to rely on her fighting skills recently, but the growing slick sensation between her labia wasn't at all unpleasant even if it was the result of a different kind of stimulus.

Moving in, Altair went down on one knee and rather than striking her fallen opponent, she tried to grab her so she might lever her arm or wrist into a submission hold.

I wish I could do this in a more private setting, thought Mellie, and she reached out with her far hand (the one Altair wasn't trying to control) and she put her hand on the ninja's more-than-ample right breast.

Altair was about to bend her opponent's hand in a wrist lock when she felt a hand on her boob, and then her world exploded as if she'd been hit by lightning. (Correct process but different method of delivery.) 

Mellie was actually very lucky. Had Altair actually grabbed her by the arm or somewhere she lacked was no insulation, Mellie would have zapped herself as well as her opponent since electricity didn't care where it went so long as there was a good connection. Fortunately, the insulation of the glove Altair was attempting to control gave Mellie the protection she needed and so she was saved from basically shooting herself in the foot.

Back across the ring, Koutetsu was shaking the water from her eyes as she readied herself for Ravi's next move. She was aware that something had happened with her teammate but she couldn't spare the attention it would take to determine if Altair was still capable or not. The Steel Witch could only hope she was not the only chance they had for winning as she was fighting a purely defensive battle unless she could spot an opening to exploit.

Then she realized that while her own sword was hopelessly tangled in her ruined outfit, Altair's sword was likely available whether Altair was still in the game or not.

Acting as soon as she had her footing secure, Koutetsu launched herself towards Ravi, moving in low as if to attempt to take her down by the legs. The avatar danced to the side and struck with a burst of airbending to push her opponent away in an attempt to knock her off balance.

It seemed to work, Koutetsu shooting by and going into a tuck and roll as she tumbled past.

She came out of her roll just a couple of feet from where Altair was laying partly across Mellie, the limp shinobi keeping the Harukinu woman accidentally pinned and unable to regain her feet for the moment. Koutetsu's plan worked perfectly as she ended up within reach of her partner's katana. Keeping up her momentum, she grabbed the handle as she did another roll past Altair and her trapped opponent, the sword sliding smoothly from its saya, and Koutetsu felt a flash of triumph as she came to her feet facing her opponents once again though now she was armed with a weapon which gave her a great advantage. All she needed was to get within striking distance of the woman her unconscious partner was lying on top of and she could force them to yield. Neither woman wanted to see the other seriously injured. Koutetsu could only hope her opponents held each other in enough regard to give up rather than make her choose whether to carry out her threat.

As soon as Mellie saw the drawn sword in Koutetsu's practiced grip, she realized she was in trouble. Ravi was too far away to help her get out of range in time, and Altair was too heavy for her to just roll out from under the unconscious woman.

Thinking her only chance was a salvo of several clay disks in an attempt to push the swordswoman away from her teammate, the bender was surprised when Mellie gave her different instructions.

“Ravi! Water... Quick!” she cried, hoping her friend would be able to react in time.

The dark-skinned bender reached out with her power and flung a good five gallons of water towards Koutetsu, but her effort seemed rushed and the water fell short. Some members of the audience who were avid Harukinu fans groaned in response to the wasted attack as it splashed harmlessly on the stage, doing nothing more than making an area where the Steel Witch would need to be careful of her footing.

Realizing Ravi would need another moment to bring another attack to bear, Koutetsu felt a sense of relief as she stepped closer to Mellie, bringing the tip of her katana into line with the Harukinu's pretty pale throat. Just another step and she'd be in range.

As she stepped, Mellie reached out with her gloved left hand and slapped it down on the stage into the water Ravi had just provided.

Electricity crackled and the Steel Witch was slammed by the current right through the soles of her wet feet...

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Koutetsu was dreaming. She dreamed that she was home in her bed and her servant, Tachibana, was trying not to wake her as he explored her body. He was a rather useless servant much of the time and prone to being killed, only the magic that bound him to her keeping it from being permanent. Still, he was rather cute and he was good enough in bed for her to pretend to sleep so he would feel confident enough to continue.

He used her for paizuri, still surprised she didn't wake up (he thought), and now that he was confident she would sleep through anything, he actually had spread her thighs wide enough so he could see what it felt like to make love to his “sleeping” mistress.

She felt him rub himself across her lower lips several times, and though a smile of pleasure wanted to rise to her face she did her best to stay silent and not react.

Reassured by her lack of response, he pushed more firmly, and she felt him penetrate her. It felt so good she wanted to moan and encourage him to go on, but she knew he'd likely panic and not be able to go through with it if he thought she was awake, so she suppressed her natural reaction, hoping he'd push deeper on his own.

His lovely big cock pushed further, rubbing across her g-spot and she nearly lost her control and cried out in pleasure, but she kept mum and fought hard to stay still though she wanted to wrap both legs around his hips and urge him to take her.

The unexpected pinch on her clitoris broke her concentration and brought her fully awake with a gasp as Koutetsu arched up in climax...

“I thought that might get a reaction,” said Mellie's sexy voice. “Have a nice nap?”

The Steel Witch didn't react blindly. Experience had taught her to take in her surroundings before deciding on a course of action because...

Ravi pushed forward with her hips and the strap-on she wore made Koutetsu gave another big gasp in pleasure.

“You're right,” said the smiling face of the element bender. “She's a lot more fun when she's awake. I was getting a little bored playing with someone who wasn't home.”

Everything came back quickly enough. Her unconscious mind had done what it could to fit what it was feeling into her dream state, but now she knew just what was happening.

What was happening felt pretty incredible.

Koutetsu was certainly sore all over from whatever they'd done to her to knock her out. All her muscles ached, as if she'd tried unsuccessfully to move some immensely heavy object except she ached in muscles she didn't recall ever having before.

She was lying on her back still in the arena, the noise from the crowd leaving no question if they were being watched or not. Not only was she being invaded by the fake cock worn by the woman who defeated her, but she also felt the pulsing vibration of something from within her rectum, undoubtedly some kind of vibrator though she didn't feel stretched around anything. Whatever it was must have been inserted entirely to prevent it falling out. It was vibrating constantly but revved up every couple of seconds to ramp up its stimulation and make her squirm. The object pressed against the wall separating her rectum from her vagina and made her twitch whenever the marital aid pressed against that spot on the other side, putting extra pressure on the flesh between and making the nerves there demand her attention in a spectacularly loud voice.

The head of the strap-on ran across that spot only Tachibana had been able to find regularly and she was reminded that not all aches were the kind she wanted to avoid. She couldn't believe that it was a woman with a fake cock making her feel this way. She'd always wondered what sex with Bonita might be like, but that this exotic stranger could make her leap like this...

There was no thought of escape. Koutetsu felt how she was bound, a bar running behind her back holding her elbows back against the floor. Even if she was inclined to try to get free, trussed as she was she would be helpless to do anything but try to flee, and the way Ravi was making her react drove that thought from her mind the second it flashed through her mind. Perhaps her old self would have tried it, but not since Mayfeng had treated her with those chemicals had she been able to remain aloof from her body's demands. The White Snake might have been a world-class bitch in many regards, but she knew her aphrodisiacs and how to use them.

She had a brief flicker of thought concerning what had happened with the “Mud Snake”. She had been under the impression she was to be given an opportunity for revenge, but then she'd ended up facing Ravi and her partner instead.

Then the smiling Ravi gave a particularly forceful thrust and pushed Koutetsu over the edge into another climax, all thoughts of Mayfeng's fate evaporating in the desires of the moment.

Mellie asked her friend, “Are you able to handle this on your own now, or do you still need my help?”

Koutetsu arched up and gave a cry as her body shook, either unwilling or unable to conceal the orgasm Ravi forced upon her.

“I think we're good,” Ravi commented with a wicked grin, and Mellie turned her attention to her own succulent captive.

She and Ravi had played an assortment of dominance games in the bedroom since they became comfortable enough to know that no one around Phoenix would think anything less of them because of what they did in private. Quinn had broken them of their worry over “fidelity” to one another when he'd recruited them, demonstrating the increased possibilities open to them with a confident man sharing their bed (both together and individually).

After a while, they'd also discovered the pleasures of variety, taking other lovers of both sexes to bed, both alone and as a team. They were still closer to each other than to anyone else including Quinn, but the relaxed sexual environment of their new home and extended family had given them the freedom to discover what worked for them, and this easy, open, slightly competitive relationship seemed to be their favorite way of being with each other.

It was nice to know that Mellie's intention to fuck the incredibly curvy ninja (“Altair” was it?) until she passed out would amuse Ravi rather than make her jealous.

“How about you, sweetheart? How are you doing?” she asked the purple-haired bombshell lying just a few feet away from Koutetsu. The Taimanin was naked except for arms and legs, the rest of her suit being carefully sliced away to prepare her for Mellontikos's entertainment. The shinobi with her purple-themed appearance was bound similarly to her former teammate, leaving her unable to do anything to protect herself, but her reactions seemed to say that was fine by her.

Mellie reached out with a toe and nudged up the power setting on the marital aid in Altair's rectum, making the ninja gasp and thrash around. In truth, the anti-demon warrior wasn't wanting to escape. She wanted her gorgeous captor to do something more to her so she could cover that final distance separating her from the incredible climax she could feel hovering just a short ways out of reach for her. It was simply her body had no way of expressing that other than thrashing around, and Altair just couldn't bring herself to beg her conqueror to let her come, no matter how tempting it might be.

Just a little bit more... please...

“Where to start?” Mellie mused, looking over the woman who was trying to suppress her reactions to the vibrating egg in her ass.

Altair's wobbling breasts were truly spectacular with their lovely puffy nipples standing tall just begging to be touched, and they shook each time the Taimanin twitched in response to the vibrator humming away inside her.

“Well, they are the closest point to start,” Mellie admitted.

She indulged in a rather melodramatic rubbing of her hands to play up what she intended before reaching out to begin teasing the darker colored points crowning her captive's abundant chest. She began by flicking her fingertips against them, catching just the very tip which made Altair whine and her muscles react even when she tried to suppress her reactions. It was a rather effective kind of torture as the only discomfort was from the bound woman fighting her natural reactions. Had this been taking place in private between the two of them and without being concerned for their teammate, Altair would likely have been the aggressor by now.

“Ohh! Nice reaction!” Mellie teased as both Altair's nipples tightened dramatically, standing nice and high as the ninja fought the loud whimper of sexual pleasure she wanted to let out.

Ravi's lovely teammate looked very pleased over how things were going, and decided she could either continue to tease and make the crowd as impatient as her new-found toy, or she could do something more dramatic which might lead to the object of her teasing letting go and enjoying herself openly, giving Mellie the satisfaction of “winning” yet again.

“Oh, why not?” she decided aloud, and her fingers trapped the pretty nipples and gave them a firm pull and twist upwards.

Altair's mouth came open and she shook, raising her hips off the ground involuntarily as her body couldn't hold out any longer and the climax she'd been straining towards finally triggered, a sexy sob of pleasure telling Mellie how well she was doing. It wasn't the big “O” she had been hoping for, but it was better than none.

“What? Already?” the Harukinu woman said in an ironic tone, clearly indicating she really meant 'what took you so long'? With a happy chuckle, she swung a leg across and settled herself down over Altair's face, telling her, “Now, play nice,” as she continued to knead pleasure into the ninja's abundant chest.

From the pleased expression that came over her face, it was clear Altair was doing as she had been instructed, and Mellie was enjoying the oral results.

Glancing over at the other couple, Ravi had settled herself into a nice steady rhythm with her hips, sliding the strap-on she wore deep inside Koutetsu and making her body leap each time it pressed against the pulsating egg up her sensitive ass through the wall of her feminine canal. The bender was clearly enjoying herself as well as while her movements were still quite regular, the expression on her face showed she was fighting to not have an orgasm of her own quite yet.

As Mellie chuckled at the sight of her lover making another incredible creature her conquest, Ravi's attention was drawn to Altair's gasp and as she saw what Mellie was doing, her face took on a look of challenge being accepted. She shifted around and levered both Koutetsu's legs high into a V, arms going around them so she could hold them in place and her hands could reach the half-demon female's swaying breasts. She took a hint from Mellie and grasped her new plaything by her nipples and gave a strong pull as her hips began to move more forcefully, shaking the woman pinned beneath her.

That was all it took to make Koutetsu gasp, her back arching up as she came and shook strongly, and ejaculate splashed down the back of her raised ass and onto the canvas surface beneath them.

Hips driving, Ravi's back arched as she reached for a climax of her own, the wet response by the sexy female beneath her getting Ravi so very close. The face of the avatar showed her effort, her eyes closed as she strained, then her mouth opened and her breath caught as her body froze in a curve, the strap-on she wore deep inside her partner as she shook in reply. Her climax might not have been as great as her plaything's, but that seemed to be acceptable from the response from the crowd.

Most eyes moved to the other couple, and Mellie's evil smile flashed as her partner “one-upped” her, so she looked for some way to make her own voluptuous toy match the reaction. The trouble was Mellie was the one in a position to enjoy herself more, and she really didn't want to break the lovely rhythm Altair's talented tongue was giving her pleasure points. While she knew she was on her way to a very enjoyable climax, the Harukinu lovely knew her own reaction wouldn't be so showy, nor would that count in the eyes of the onlookers.

Fortunately, Mellie was a bit of an exhibitionist. She knew that she needed some kind of action that would drive Altair crazy and play to the audience's tastes at the same time.

Most everything she might try would either look like too much effort to please her victim or would interrupt her own rising pleasure. What she needed was to get Altair to “come to her”, as it were.

Then she recalled the vibe pulsing in Altair's curved backside.

Mellie bent over just enough to snag the control for the egg buzzing inside the subject of her entertainment, and her mouth curled as she deliberately ran the power up to max.

Just as she had anticipated, the purple-haired Taimanin gave a muffled squeal and her feet planted against the stage, her hips rising up high as her back tightened in response.

Gotcha, thought Mellie, and her other hand reached out and gave Altair's exposed clit a series of love taps.

The moment her fingers spanked the ninja's upstanding clit, the purple-themed Altair almost bounced as she was slammed by the climax she'd been straining to have. Her whinny was clearly audible even though muffled by Mellie's sex pressed to her mouth, and when she jerked, her juices sprayed all over the stage, bringing a huge response from the crowd.

The crowd's reaction also helped Mellie to get an extra thrill and she bit her lower lip as she responded with a nice little climax of her own.

Ravi's competitive nature had been awoken now, and the way the audience was favoring Mellie and what she was doing was an unsatisfactory result. She was happy her girlfriend was enjoying herself, but she also didn't want Mellie to “win” this latest contest by default, especially when she had such a sexy plaything to make use of for the moment.

Koutetsu was breathing heavily, her full chest rising and falling rhythmically as she tried to regain her composure, but Ravi didn't want that. She wanted the exotic witch to be uncontrollably crazy... to be driven orgasmic to the point she couldn't stand it any longer.

But she also wanted to beat Mellie at her own game, even if that was purely for bragging rights.  Both Ravi and Koutetsu were winding down enough for the bender to decide she wanted to really get the crowd involved, and while she'd have preferred to be the one getting the attention from the lovely witch she was controlling, she could still have some serious fun even if she was the one wearing the sex toy.

Yeah... that should work nicely.

Withdrawing from Koutetsu's wet pussy, Ravi took one end of the bar that was holding her victim's elbows back and used it to turn her until she was face down. This put the Steel Witch with her face to the canvas (and her large breasts as well), unable to rise because of having no use of her hands, but that was fine in Ravi's opinion since she could make use of this new position.

Moving back so she was looking at Koutetsu's raised derriere (and a fine one it was, glistening with moisture from her own ejaculate that was just beginning to dry), Ravi bent down and took the cord that controlled the egg pulsing deep in the ass she was admiring. Getting a good grip, she began to pull until she met resistance. That meant she had the fat end of the egg tight to the inside of the witch's tight little sphincter.

Grabbing the control in her other hand, Ravi began to pull at the cord as she revved up the power, keeping the two actions timed out so they both increased at the same time. This made the vibrator buzzing much harder as she was putting more tension against the sensitive inside of her plaything's anus.

It seemed this was something that Koutetsu was quite susceptible too as she began to cry out in time to the pull on the cord, and it started to look as if Ravi had turned her victim into some kind of child's toy that made noise when its string was tugged. (It was a very appropriate illusion.)

While Ravi enjoyed having this power over her victim, she had bigger plans and wanted to get to them, so after seven or eight pulls with Koutetsu's increasingly loud responses, Ravi thought she had her plaything well primed and she topped out the power to the egg and pulled steadily enough to pop it from Koutetsu's ass.

The combination of sexual pain and stimulation this caused made the Steel Witch give a loud cry as she had another orgasm from the vibe being pulled from her tight sphincter. It seemed to be a rather good one as well because Koutetsu seemed to dance and twitch quite strongly, though admittedly she didn't squirt this time. She actually appeared to lose voluntary control for a moment, her spasms convulsive, too unattractive to be anything she'd do on her own.

Ravi seemed to gloat a bit at this reaction as she was clearly getting her target nearer to that orgasmic precipice she was hoping to drive her over.

“Oh, I'm sorry. Did you lose something?” she asked the clearly non-verbal woman, then before the spasms had passed, she leaned down and pushed the egg back inside Koutetsu, but this time inserting it vaginally.

A whole new set of spasms racked Koutetsu, complete with another involuntary cry, and it was clear she was unable to experience the heavy vibrations from the egg in its new location without it keeping her in a state of climax.

Up in the team seats, Quinn couldn't help but think that Ravi had been hiding a rather dominant streak. This was quite a bit more extreme than any sex play he'd seen either of the lovely teammates currently upholding the Harukinu honor partake in before. Still, it didn't bother him. Quinn believed in freedom of expression in the bedroom of all places so long as all parties were consenting, and from everything he was seeing, Koutetsu seemed more than a little willing.

So it was more surprising to Quinn when Ravi reached down and took a grip on the long dark hair of her plaything and used the hold to lift her up so she assumed a kneeling position. It wasn't excessively rough as Quinn himself had pulled on a woman's hair harder than that under erotic circumstances before, usually at the female's encouragement.

This got the half-demon woman onto her knees in spite of her continuing tremors that indicated her ongoing orgasm. If anything Ravi's actions might have increased the response from her fuck toy.

Ravi told her submissive partner, “Come along,” and she began moving towards Mellie and Altair, forcing Koutetsu to walk along on her knees, eyes still closed and a series of deep, almost guttural moans being driven from her by the act combined with the ongoing climax making the muscles in her abdomen clench.

Walking such a short distance on her knees with her arms bound was no chore for Koutetsu.  She was a more-than-healthy female with more-than-human resources and abilities to draw upon.  What was making it a challenge was the rolling orgasm shaking her, ruining her coordination and threatening to topple her over in an ungainly heap.

Still, with Ravi's firm grip in Koutetsu's hair, she managed to cover the short distance without mishap.

Getting her “bottom” in position (Ravi was clearly playing the “top” in this scenario), the avatar steered Koutetsu to bend over at the waist again, pulling her face down to place it between the thighs of Altair.

The crowd had been growing more enthusiastic as Ravi had gone on, and when she pushed Koutetsu's face into her Taimanin partner's crotch, the audience clearly approved and a number of obscene calls, laughter, and scattered applause greeted this new development.

Just wait for the next part, thought Ravi.

Mellie clearly knew she was being outperformed, but from the look on her face she didn't object much since Altair was doing her job, and doing it quite well. From the way the gorgeous Mellie gasped and shook, she didn't care in the least so long as the talented tongue entertaining her kept up what it was doing. Mellie's hands again clutched at the last quarter of Altair's overabundant breasts to help her stay steady and not ruin her enjoyment.

It was difficult to say if Koutetsu was performing as well on Altair or not. It was unlikely as the Steel Witch was probably having trouble doing much of anything that required coordination, but it seemed the thought was what counted as Altair again started to react as if she was enjoying a golden moment of her own.

With all this going on, what Ravi was doing almost went unnoticed until the last moment, but when she thrust her hips forward firmly and drove the strap-on she wore deep into Koutetsu's raised derriere, the reaction was immediate and loud.

The arena onlookers exclaimed as Ravi's hips pushed forward, their overwhelming approval cheering the avatar on. Ravi looked as if she was very much enjoying taking her fuck toy's ass like this, and Koutetsu's cry at being invaded anally in such a sudden and painful manner was audible to everyone in the Harikinu box in spite of much of her shout being muffled by Altair's feminine thighs.

The other reaction from the Steel Witch that told everyone she was not objecting to the treatment was the way she squirted, hosing down the front of Ravi's thighs as she did. Her ejaculation might have gone unseen had the jumbotron screens showing close-ups of this expression or that bit of action not been doing their jobs so well. As it was, the entire arena had an intimate view of her very liquid response.

The crowd reacted with a huge burst of howling and cheering, a goodly number jeering at the conquered Kotetsu and loudly questioning her wanting to win at all when she reacted this way to losing.

Ravi didn't let that slow her down. No matter how good the sex toys Phoenix had along were, they still couldn't make her feel anything if she just stayed still and let her plaything have all the fun. It required motion and effort to feel anything approaching the pleasure of the one on the receiving end, and Ravi was ready to be rewarded for her victory.

It also didn't hurt when Mellie opened her eyes enough to give her dark-skinned girlfriend a clear smile and wink before she again closed her eyes and hunched harder against Altair's talented mouth.

With her partner obviously happy with however things were to conclude, Ravi took it as her responsibility to provide the “big finish”.

Her hips began driving forward, and Kotetsu shook when the avatar's hips met her ass. Each time the witch's climax began to taper off to where she felt she might be able to gain some measure of control, the dominatrix fucking her rear entrance would ruin her attempt. She really wasn't even able to do what Ravi wanted if indeed she wanted her to get oral with her defeated teammate. Every time she began to try, her anus would again feel the agonizing/incredible stabbing sensation, then the head of the fake cock ravaging her ass rubbing hard against the damned vibrator that was lodged so firmly at her g-spot through the wall of tissue separating the two. It was just too much to push down for more than an instant. Then again, it was probably the most amazing orgasm she'd ever experienced, and even her iron will couldn't be expected to resist that kind of assault long.

So it was a bit of a surprise when Kotetsu actually felt her pleasure spiraling higher as the exotic female dominating her so effectively kept pushing her past her limits.

The Steel Witch was anything but steely now. Ravi could tell she was little more than a large rag doll with the ability to do nothing but come so long as she was in this position. Even without her actively performing oral on her Taimanin partner, just the act of her face being pressed to Altair's lower lips was stimulation enough to push the busty ninja over the edge, to judge by her muffled cries and gyrations.

The problem this left was... what to do now? She had done what she thought would push her fuck toy to the limit, but now that she was there, what did she have left to use as the grand finale the audience would expect? If she just kept up as she was, eventually Koutetsu would simply pass out from exhaustion, and the crowd would end up angry over being “cheated” of something outrageous.

Dammit, but she envied Quinn and his damned instant orgasms at this moment!

Ravi felt a very nice orgasm building, and she wished she could stop worrying and just enjoy it without the distraction of...

Then the way the strap-on rubbed back at her, pressing her sensitive joy button back against the bone beneath gave Ravi an idea... an idea she'd never considered actually doing before as other than a kind of “ooh, I wish I could get away with that!” But if she was to ever try it, now was the time.

She tried to time it out as best she could so she didn't spoil her own enjoyment, but now that she knew what she intended, it was actually easier to have fun without interference.

Looking up at her partner, Ravi managed to catch Mellie's glance as her gorgeous teammate happen to let her eyes flutter open just enough to take in what was going on. It appeared that Altair had a clear talent for what she was doing if Mellie was willing to stay there and simply enjoy.

As the avatar caught her attention, her expression informed Mellie that something was coming, and if she had any ideas, now was the time to use them.

Giving a subtle nod to acknowledge her teammate's warning, Mellie got a good grip on Altair's pink, pronounced nipples, and as Ravi moved, Mellie hunched her pelvis against the ninja's face and pulled with both hands as if reining in a horse.

The purple-haired Taimanin gave a whinny that was equally horse-like at the suddenness of Mellie's rough treatment, but it was clear this wasn't from her wishing to get away but rather from the way it made her come.

At the same moment, just as her own climax was about to arrive, Ravi leaned forward enough to get a hand between Koutetsu's thighs, and the moment her own pleasure crested, she mashed her plaything's erect clit hard with her thumb.

Koutetsu reacted all right. She jerked heavily, her entire body bucking as if a major jolt of current had passed through her, making her squirt heavily all over the stage (since Ravi's legs were outside her target's to give her a better, more forceful stroke). Only her being basically pinned in place stopped her from slumping to the floor as it was clear to everyone that the Steel Witch was unconscious before her body finished jerking from the overload she'd experienced.

Ravi gave a simultaneous groan as he slammed her hips forward one last time in reaching the peak of her own climax, and it was only then that she registered the crowd's enthusiastic approval.

It looked as if the new Harukinu women were not likely to disappoint.
