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Another Kind of Torture	By : Whackybiscuit Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 11463 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3: Cirruci

The door to Ichigo's room opened silently as the intruder sauntered into the room. The person looked to see a certain orange-haired boy who was snoozing away on top of the bed, with the moonlight showering over his sleeping form. If the intruder had any sense of romance, she would've thought it complimented the boy quite nicely. Unfortunately, the person was no such thing. As the stranger neared the boy purple lips smiled maliciously. She reached into the small bag she had brought with her and pulled out a certain item. 'Let's see what Lord Aizen sees in this kid. Still, I could do with a little fun….
Meanwhile...
"Alright Captain Aizen," said Gin as the man walked into the throne room, "I don't get it."
The lord of Las Noches merely raised an eyebrow. "About what Gin?"
"Your plan regarding little Ichigo. Exactly what's the point in having him knock up the arrancars? Don't we sort 'a need 'em for the upcoming fight?"
Aizen merely responded, "It's a plan to entrap young Ichigo and force him to join us, or at the very least keep him out of the fight."
Gin cocked his head. "You know, if you keep being vague I'm gonna have to start charging you."
The former captain merely smiled. "I know the boy better than even his own father does, I've watched over him his whole life. An added bonus to this is I know how he thinks. He considers himself to be a protector, so I'm going to give him something to protect, and keep it at arm's reach. But just to make sure the deed's done, I modified the collar to alter his libido ever so slightly."
"Ah, I see. Kinda." The silver haired man replied. "Wait, I figured a female arrancar could be knocked up, what with them having lady parts and all, but what's gonna come out? An arrancar or a Vizored?
"Considering that both are virtually two sides on the same coin, I'd wager either's a possibility, we'll see soon enough."
Back to Ichigo....
"Wake up brat!" Ichigo was knocked out of his uneasy dream, literally, when he felt a sharp slap to his left cheek. As his eyes opened he tried to rub his cheek to help with the sting, but found that his arm was going nowhere. When he turned his head to his wrists he discovered that his wrists had been handcuffed to the bed. He was smacked again, this time in his right cheek, "Kinda rude to ignore me, brat. Eyes forward!"
Ichigo looked forward and (shocker!) his eyes came into contact with another female arrancar. Unlike the previous two who graced Ichigo with their presence, this one's appearance was bizarre, even by his own standards. Her appearance was reminiscent of those 'Goth-Loli' styles that Uryu was always going on about, with a white dress that had puffed up shoulders and wings on her back. The rest of her outfit gave Ichigo the chilling impression that she was not a submissive type, with knee high boots and fingerless gloves. But it was her facial appearance that really took the gold. If there was one color that described her: it was purple. Purple hair, purple eyes and lips, she even had two teardrop marks underneath her eyes that were purple. Coupled with the fragment-like hairpiece for a hollow mask, she had a strangely unique look. The kinky-looking arrancar was sitting smugly on him, straddling his waist while looking down at his naked form. 'What the hell?! When did she do that? AND WHAT IS WITH THESE CHICKS!' Was it Aizen's intention to get him laid into submission?
"Didn't take you for a heavy sleeper. You didn't even stir when I stripped you." She began laughing viciously. "For such a high and mighty soul reaper, you don't look to have much fight in you! Ahahahah!" Ichigo kept silent at her words, figuring that anything he said might earn him something bad. The girl, however, took his silence as another offense. "Hey!" Slap! Went her hand across his cheek again. "When I talk to you, you answer me, GOT IT!" Slap! Her expression softened (barely) when she saw the boy nod. "Good boy," caressing his stinging cheek, "Now tell me brat, do you remember fucking those two bitches?" She saw the boy's blushing cheeks and smirked. "Well, I'm not like them, having a little brat have his way with me. I prefer…" reaching behind her beyond Ichigo's view, "…a more proactive approach."
Whatever blood that had rushed to Ichigo's head immediately vanished when she saw what she was holding in her hands. In her left she held a leash, while in her right she held a … ball gag? Once again Ichigo thought it wasn't a good idea to be where he was at the current moment, but try as he might his hands couldn't break free from his cuffs.
"Oops! Where are my manners?" said the girl. She leaned forward until their lips were just barely out of reach of each other. "I should introduce myself. I'm Cirruci, arrancar 105." She then inched downwards licking around his nipples. As she gave one a quick lick she smirked at how it hardened quickly. "Now, did I say you could enjoy this? Pity. I guess I'll have to punish you, brat." She took her hot mouth and proceeded to bite his shoulder harshly. Not enough to break skin, but enough to elicit a loud yelp from the boy.
Ichigo hissed at the pain in his shoulder, but his pain turned to pleasure as she started licking the bite-mark, moaning at the sensation. 'Oh god, please don't tell me I'm a masochist, 'cause this would be a bad time to tell me.' Her biting proceeded tothe other shoulder, earning another hiss from the helpless substitute. "OW! Stop it!" His remark earned him another smack across the face.
"You'll only speak if I ask you to little brat! Since you like being stubborn, I'll have to punish you some more." Cirruci took her long purple fingernails and raked them over his chest, digging them into his skin. She could feel herself getting wet at the feeling of tormenting the boy. "Do you like how I look boy?", she asked as she reached for the hem of her skirt, she saw the boy nod (out of fear) and smiled. "Tell me…." she pulled her dress off as she was speaking, "How do you like me now?" She removed her dress, leaving the boots and gloves on, and showed how she was wearing no underwear. He could see her glistening womanhood with a patch of purple hair just above it. She could feel the boy harden beneath her at the sight of her nude body. "Oho! What have we here? Did you like looking at me in my birthday suit?" Her hand snaked down behind her to his erected shaft.
Ichigo let out a moan as he felt her hand start to glide up and down his hard cock. The gloves she was wearing gave an even better feeling than had it been her skin; it was like his cock was wrapped in warm silk. Because of the angle she was in he could see her breasts sticking out into the air, almost begging to be sucked, more than that he could feel her juices leaking from her hot core; the silver juices staining his stomach with warmth. He could feel the motions of her hand get faster and faster, making his orgasm come ever more quickly. But just like his previous… companions she stopped just short of coming onto her hand, stopping her ministrations and removing her hand.
"I didn't give you permission to cum, did I? You won't cum until I allow it. For the moment, you're mine, and you'll do everything I say." To make sure the boy didn't mouth off again she put the ball gag around his mouth, taking delight in his muffled cries. "But remember," her face once again became close to Ichigo's, "Be a good boy and you'll be rewarded." She saw that his eyes were pointing warily to her leash around her hand and smirked. "That's right little brat. Unlike those other bitches, I don't have lovers. I have pets!" She reached around him, undoing the cuffs. As much as she enjoyed having the boy pinned down, she didn't really care for that kind of sex position. All work and no play.
Ichigo rubbed his aching wrists but whatever comfort he found in that died when she attached the leash to his collar. His muffled cries filled the room as he was dragged out of the bed and onto the floor. As he tried to rise the kinky arrancar put a boot to his back, keeping him on his knees.
"Like I said, you're my pet, and pets walk on all fours." The former Espada then pulled on the leash, making the poor boy walk around the room several times. Every time she looked into his eyes he could see whatever pride he had become slowly swallowed by humiliation. The sight of such a reputed opponent on his knees at her beck made her wetter than before, she could feel her juices slide down her leg. The aching inside her snapped, causing her to let go of the leash and dropped down to her knees before the boy, shoving her ass right in front of his face. "Get over here pet and fuck me doggy style!"
While Ichigo was being led around like a golden-retriever he noticed that his hard manhood hadn't gone down any; if anything he'd only gotten more turned on, seeing pre-cum dripping from the head. When he saw the dominating arrancar get down on her knees and order him to take her, he didn't' take a moment to hesitate like he would've with Sung-sun and Mila Rose. If this chick wanted it, he'd give it; if only to get her away from him. He positioned himself behind her and slammed it in. If the ball-gag wasn't in his way, he would've smirked at the sound of Cirruci shrieking at the sudden fullness of him. He kept up a rather quick and unforgiving pace; making powerful short thrusts that made the dominating arrancar shake and moan at each thrust.
"OH! GOOD BOY! YOU'RE SO BIG!" Cirruci kept shouting as she felt herself get plugged again and again. She could feel the boy's sweaty body press down onto her back but didn't mind; in fact she kinda found it hot. Her moaning reached a crescendo as she could feel her climax coming fast. To help increase the ecstasy she was feeling, her hand crept down her body to her clit, rubbing it with the same intensity Ichigo was plowing her with. "Yeah! Just like that! Fuck me like the dog you are!"
Considering that Ichigo was still muzzled by the gag, he sure felt like one; but he increased the tempo of his thrusts to see this arrancar who was debasing him moan even more. His hands crept up to her breasts, kneading them with his sword-calloused hands. He enjoyed the way her shapely body grinded against his as he pressed down on her. The pleasure was too much for him, he could feel the intensity of his rushing climax hitting him.
Even though she had him gagged, Cirruci could tell by his erratic thrusting that he was reaching his peak. The tip of his cock was pounding away at the back of her pussy and with his roaming hands and grinding body intertwining was too much for her. "AH! OH FUCK! I'M-I'M CUMMING!" Her tight cunt's constricted around his cock, making him feel like she was about to squeeze it off. "Inside. Cum inside!" With a muffled moan Ichigo pierced her one final time before emptying himself into her, covering her insides with white warmth. "Ahhh… Good boy!"
Ichigo pulled out of Cirruci and got off of her before she could shove him off, part of him feeling ashamed over the fact that this girl still kept treating him like a pet Chihuahua. As he sat on the floor he could feel his consciousness begin to slip away, once again he'd used up whatever excess energy that the damned collar afforded him. The purple-themed arrancar turned around and he noticed something that he saw wasn't there before, a tattoo of a black strawberry. Before he could ask what it was his eyes slowly drooped shut, just barely hanging on to his urge to stay awake.
Cirruci reached forward and removed the gag from around Ichigo's mouth. "Go to sleep boy," she said before pushing him to the floor with her high heel pressing on his chest, "You'll need it before the rest of us are done with you." Cirruci ominously hinted at as she watched the boy fall back asleep. The former Espada quickly pulled her dress back on and collected her things. As she left the room she turned to look at the downed boy snoozing on the floor, with one hand going to her stomach. 'You'd better be glad you were a good lay brat, or I wouldn't have even bothered going on with this stupid plan….'
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