Ichigo the Dom
Chapter 2
IchigoXMilaRose
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or the characters.
Warning: Lemon! BDSM!
Several Months Later….
Karakura High: 3:12 PM
Ichigo POV
Ichigo whistled happily as he reached into his locker for his bag. Around him, his friends watched him curiously. All of a sudden Ichigo had a massive change in personality; it was like he was back to his old, happy self.
Nay, it could be said he was even happier. Tatsuki and Orihime both noted how Ichigo smiled more frequently. They liked this newer, happier Ichigo; but everyone in the school was puzzled by the change in Ichigo's behavior.
Everyone, that is, except Ochiru.
On a weekly basis Ichigo returned to the BDSM club, eager for another session. Already he was more than acquainted with the other female members of the club and he was starting to think that the club owner, Madame Dominista, was starting to take interest in him. Ochiru was his most frequent partner, the two getting to know each other quite intimately.
But their relationship was only limited to the club. Ochiru made it clear that she wasn't interested in an actual relationship with him, or anyone in particular, stating that "It'd kill the fun of BDSM if I was committed to one person."
His other friends had no clue of Ichigo's after-school activities at the club. They were all aware that Ichigo was going somewhere else besides his usual sports clubs but didn't pry into his business. As long as Ichigo was happy, then they were satisfied.
Except for Uryu. One day his curiosity got the better of him and he silently followed Ichigo to the club, baffled by the sight of him walking into the BDSM Rough House. He thought about confronting Ichigo about his late-night activities but decided not to. Ichigo had sacrificed enough already; so was it wrong for him to indulge in this as long as it made him happy? Uryu decided to keep it a secret, as long as Ichigo didn't get any ideas of inviting Orihime or the others with him, he'd let him continue on.
Ichigo smiled as he looked up at the sun walking out of the school. "Hmm. I wonder who's coming to the club today?" he wondered as he made his way to the club….
Meanwhile….
Hueco Mundo: Ruins of Las Noches
Mila Rose POV
"Arrrgh!" groaned Mila Rose loudly. "I'm bored!"
She had nothing to do anymore. Appaci and Sung-Sun were out training with Halibel, leaving Mila all alone in the ruins of their once great fortress. She was beyond bored now that the Arrancar army had all broken up and Lord Aizen was gone. Halibel had taken over Hueco Mundo in Aizen's and Barragan's absence, leaving little time for fun with her fraccion.
"That's it, I'm leaving!" Mila Rose sat up and opened a Garganta to the World of the Living. If she couldn't find any fun here, she'd just go and find her entertainment elsewhere. Leaving a note on her bed, Mila left for the Human world….
Karakura Town
Mila Rose walked through the portal and stood in the late evening sky. She looked around and hoped that her venture here would be less painful than her last one.
It didn't take long for her to notice a certain orange-haired boy walking down the road. "Orange hair?" she wondered as she moved closer. She saw once she was directly behind the boy that it was the Substitute Soul Reaper, Ichigo Kurosaki. "No, he doesn't have powers," she reminded herself. She wondered where the boy was heading before realizing where they were.
They were in the town's Red-Light district.
Mila blushed as she looked around and saw prostitutes on the street corner. "What on earth is the boy doing here?" She followed him until they made it to the BDSM club. "Madame Dominista's Rough House? What on earth is that?" Walking over to a window, Mila gasped as she watched a girl strapped to the wall being whipped mercilessly, all the while begging the Dominatrix holding the whip for more. "A BDSM CLUB?!" She looked back to Ichigo who was walking in. "Then again…" she thought.
"This could be quite amusing…."
The Next Day….
Madame Dominista's Rough House: 3:30 PM
Inside her new gigai Mila Rose stepped into the dark corridors of the BDSM club. She got the gigai from the bucket-hat shopkeeper; she and her sisters had gotten acquainted with him early on when they convinced him they were no real threat. Minus her hollow mask and hole, Mila wore a tight black long-sleeved shirt and tight blue jeans, which showed off her curvaceous figure.
Inside her new gigai, Kisuke slyly said when she told him of her intentions that he made her sensitivity slightly higher than normal; Mila Rose's eyes struggled to get accustomed to the darkness around her.
"Oh? And what have we here?" came a sultry, elegant voice from the darkness. Closing the door behind her, Mila Rose stepped into the lobby. There sitting on a couch, reading a book (still reading), was a beautiful woman in an elegant red satin dress. "And who might you be, darling?" she asked the disguised arrancar.
"Mila Rose. I…I was hoping I could join your club?" Mila asked hopeful.
The beautiful dark-skinned woman smiled as she stood up, assessing the girl. "Oh darling, of course you can!" Walking over to the girl she placed a finely manicured hand on her shoulder. "We always enjoy new playmates here! And…" she looked the girl up and down and grinned, "I can tell you'll make a fine playmate."
Mila Rose had to smile at the woman's pleased tone. "Oh thank you! So…" she asked flashing a devious grin. "Who's my first partner?"
Almost as if right on cue the door opened behind the women. Covering their eyes from the glare of the sun, the women watched Ichigo walk inside the house.
Walking over to Madame Dominista Ichigo smiled. "Hello Madame Dominista. How are you today?" he politely asked.
A gorgeous smile spread on the woman's lips. "Ichigo! Darling! I'm feeling excellent at the moment." Turning to Mila Rose, Madame Dominista said "Mila, this is Ichigo Kurosaki. He joined us here several months ago and is a regular playmate here, Ichigo," she said turning to the strawberry head, "This is Mila Rose. She just came in here not minutes ago asking to join us." Madame Dominista's smile turned devious. "Why don't you be her partner with her today? Ochiru hasn't come in yet and all of the other girls here are already taken."
Ichigo smiled as he turned to Mila Rose. "Only if she's willing."
Mila Rose smiled, blushing at the notion of what she was about to do. "I'd love to."
Nodding, Ichigo turned back to Madame Dominista, holding Mila Rose's hand. "The Pink Room, I assume?" it'd been a while since he'd been in there with Ochiru during his first week at the club.
Tapping her chin as she looked over the disguised arrancar Madame Dominista smiled. "Hmm no. That won't be necessary. I think lovey Mila here isn't pink on the inside when it comes to this." Walking over to the desk, she opened up a drawer and pulled out a large, old-fashioned key with a tag that had a red V. "You can go to the second floor and use Room V." Handing the key over to Ichigo, Madame Dominista sat back down and grabbed her book. "Have fun, you two!"
Still holding Mila's soft hand, Ichigo led the girl up the stairs. This would be a new experience for him as well. He'd been here for months and he'd only been down to the third floor. According to Ochiru, those were reserved for those who had much more experience, so he figured that the Madame was giving him more credit than he gave himself.
Like the rest of the house, the second floor hallway was dark. Eight doors, painted in purple. They were all numbered 1-7 in red roman numerals, with the last one having Blue Room written on it. Walking over to the room with the red V on it, Ichigo put the key in and unlocked it.
As expected the room looked like what you'd imagine in a BDSM club. Though the walls were painted a deep purplish blue, the lightbulb overhead gave a dim lighting of the room. Mila rose saw that the room was pretty sparse, with a X-shaped rack in the center and several smaller rooms adjoined with it. On the table were several sex toys of the trade, just begging to be used.
The room was chilly but it didn't stop Mila Rose's body from heating up in anticipation. "So…" she said turning to her partner. "How do you want to do this?"
Ichigo smiled as he walked into the back room and came back, holding a skimpy black leather outfit. "I'll be the Dom, if that's alright with you." He handed her the outfit and began to strip right in front of her.
Mila licked her lips as Ichigo got out of his clothing. "That's fine. I'm ok with being the sub for now." Though she thought about letting out her inner dominatrix she could feel a thrill in the idea of being dominated by Ichigo. Following Ichigo's example, the arrancar pulled up her shirt and slid down her pants. Ichigo, who was already naked at this point, walked over to her and undid her bra and pulled down her underwear. "Ooh, a gentleman!" Mila Rose teased as Ichigo helped her into her new outfit.
The outfit barely covered Mila Rose at all. It was a series of thin black strips that hugged her body tightly. Mila moaned as Ichigo tied the knots on her back as her breasts were pushed together, her large nipples being squeezed by a tiny circle of leather. Even more pleasure was afforded when Ichigo fastened the harness at her waist, feeling a tiny leather piece push against her lips down there. "You're not wearing anything?"
Ichigo smiled as he looked at the new Mila in all her sexy glory. It was a good choice of him to pick an outfit that was only just one size smaller. "I prefer being naked." Caressing her cheek Ichigo gave her a deep kiss. As he pulled away, Ichigo asked the girl. "So what's your safety word?"
Mila Rose thought about it before deciding on "Leona", after her resurreccion release.
"Ok then." Mila gasped as Ichigo leaned in and deeply kissed her. Pulling away, Ichigo led her to the X-shaped rack. It was standing upright, with leather straps on each end. Mila shivered as Ichigo strapped her in, leaving her spread wide in front of him. Ichigo stood there, appreciating Mila in all her glory and smirked.
Walking over to the table Ichigo grabbed a few items, making sure to take his time to keep Mila Rose in suspense. When he came back to the tied-up arrancar he was holding a thin black whip in his hands.
Leaning forward he gave Mila Rose another sweet kiss, letting the disguised arrancar entwine her tongue with his. One of the reasons the women at the club loved Ichigo as a partner was because he was always sweet with the ladies, even when he was giving them pain. After breaking the kiss again Ichigo caressed her face before running the long whip down her body. Mila shivered as the cold leather touched her dark skin. Leaning forward Ichigo whispered into her ear "What's my name?"
"Ichigo…" Mila cooed.
Ichigo grinned as he stood back. "No, that's not my name, Mila.
Mila gasped as Ichigo cracked the whip against her breasts, her huge D-cups bouncing from the painful strike. "Ah!"
Ichigo rubbed the whip against her belly, making her moan at its touch. "Noooo," Ichigo teased. "That's not my name."
"Ah!" Mila groaned as Ichigo cracked the whip against her breasts again, marveling at how they bounced with each strike. Mila's body started to heat up as Ichigo whipped her three more times.
Walking back to Mila Rose Ichigo whispered into her ear, all the while rubbing the whip against her dripping pussy. "Mila, what's my name?"
Basking in the painful pleasure in her breasts Mila purred "Mmmh, Master…."
Letting go of the whip for a few moments, Ichigo kissed Mila. The arrancar groaned as the boy grabbed her sore breasts and molded them in his hands, squeezing them to the point that she broke away from the kiss and hissed in pain. Her eyes widened when Ichigo put a ball-gag around her mouth. 'When the hell did he get that?'
"Since you finally learned who your master is, I'll do you a favor…."
Ichigo walked back over to the table and grabbed a large vibrator. Mila trembled as he walked back over to her and turned it on.
Vrrrrrrrrrr!
Mila shivered as Ichigo pressed it against it against her sore breasts, unable to do anything to relieve herself as that hot feeling pooled in her belly. "Mmmmmh…" she moaned through the gag as Ichigo ran the vibrator, still set on its lowest setting, all along her body. As he ran it up her thigh he quickly turned up the juice, making Mila squirm against her restraints as Ichigo pressed it against her lips. "MMMMMMMH!"
Ichigo leaned forward, still pressing the vibrator against Mila's overly sensitive womanhood and bit down on her large brown nipples. "MMMMMMMHHH!" Mila moaned through the gag. Her breasts were her most sensitive area and since her gigai was increased her sensitivity it was like her mind was going to explode. 'Oh god, yes… MORE!' she mentally screamed. When Ichigo pulled away she saw a large bite mark on her tit, groaning as Ichigo chomped down on the other one. "MMMMHHH!" Her muffled cries filled the room as Ichigo turned up the volume to the vibrator, making the dark room light up as Mila's vision blurred. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMHHHHHH!" she screamed as she came, her juices spraying onto Ichigo who grinned as his partner came, enjoying her debauched look as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Still feeling the buzzing feeling around her pussy, Mila looked down and saw Ichigo holding a clothes pin. "We're not done yet, Mila…" he said ominously.
Not yet recovered from an epic orgasm, Mila shrieked as Ichigo pinched her clit with the clothes pin, her eyes watering from the pain as it swarmed over her brain. Raising the vibrator to the highest volume, Ichigo grinned….
Three Hours Later….
Mila Rose couldn't think straight anymore. She was on a roller coaster ride she never wanted to end. Ichigo made her cum so many times in the past several hours she lost count. Ichigo used every tool and trick he picked up over the months to torment Mila Rose with pleasurable pain. Finally, the vibrator he was still holding after all this time, soaked completely from Mila's juices, ran out of power. "Oh darn," Ichigo teased as he tossed the useless toy back onto the table. "Now what will we play with now?"
Mila gave an incoherent groan as she slumped forward panting. Her body was a shaking mess, pins attached to her nipples and clit, whip marks applied to every part of her body. Her body felt like it was on the point of breaking.
Pitying his new friend, Ichigo undid the clasp to the ball-gag and pulled it off of her. Finally free to ease her aching jaw, Mila panted heavily as Ichigo ran a hand through her dark hair. "Master…" she panted, "You're…amazing!"
Chuckling, Ichigo unstrapped the restraints holding her arms and legs and caught Mila as she collapsed into his arms. "I'm glad you enjoy that Mila Rose, but you've forgotten something…." He pushed the remaining items off the table and laid Mila down onto it.
Opening her weary eyes, Mila Rose muttered "What?"
Ca-Clink
Mila gasped as Ichigo handcuffed her to the legs of the table. Grabbing her legs, Ichigo pushed them until they were on either side Mila's head and got on top of her. "I think you're forgetting about me…"
Not giving Mila Rose time to recover from her experience Ichigo plunged his cock into her tight pussy. "OH FUCK!" the arrancar screamed at the top of her lungs. Ichigo grinned at Mila's sex-face as he fucked her relentlessly, the table beneath them creaking from the harsh pounding. Leaning down Ichigo kissed Mila passionately, swallowing her moans as they spewed from her lips. Pulling away Ichigo relished the look on her face as he continued to fuck her. He couldn't believe how tight she was!
Reaching down to her breasts, Ichigo gave them a tender squeeze. Mila Rose couldn't stop the lewd moan that came from her, her head rolling back as she felt all sensation leave her body except for ecstasy. "Ohhhh, Ichigo!" she moaned, feeling the coil in her belly begin to come undone again.
Ichigo, who was on the verge himself, wrapped his arms around her neck and pressed his body against hers. "Where do you want me to cum?" he asked. He always made sure to ask before letting loose just in case.
Mila grinned as Ichigo's cock delved deeper into her. "Inside! Cum inside!" she pleaded. All at once the two came together. "AHHHHHHH!" Mila screamed as she came, a slutty smile plastering her lips as Ichigo's cock exploded inside her. "Oh god…so warm…."
Once he'd recovered Ichigo undid the handcuffs on Mila Rose, walking on shaky legs and grabbing a towel from an adjacent bathroom. "Heheh, you are a gentleman, Ichigo. And here I thought they were a dying breed," Mila teased as Ichigo wiped off the thick sheen of sweat from her body.
"Dying breed? Maybe, but not extinct," Ichigo said. The two laughed as he helped her up and out of her outfit. Hearing Mila's growling stomach, Ichigo shyly asked "You uh…wanna get some dinner with me?" He liked Mila Rose for some reason and though he knew it'd be a little weird he wanted to get to know her a little.
Mila smiled as she pulled her clothes back on. "I'd love to," she said smiling. Maybe it was the boy's inner hollow calling out to her but she liked him. Taking a hold of her hand, Ichigo walked out of the club with her, feeling even better than when he went in.
The End