Hi again, everyone. I would like to let you all know that I teamed up with Rated L for Lemons for the rest of the storyline of this story since I can count on him for several things, like helping me improve and work out the story plots. So, like before, be sure to give some credit to L for Lemons if you like the turns that this story will take.
Scene 10 – Stepping Stone of Redemption
I'm feeling nervous again. This time, it's because I'm bound by rope. Two of them. One rope had tied together my paws and legs and held them up high above me. It's also got my legs spread wide apart. The other one covered my entire body and I'm sure it makes my ass stick out even more. I can definitely see it's making the fur on my upper chest stick out. It almost looks like I got breasts. Even worse, this damn rope was grinding against my womanhood.
As for Ricardo, he's burying his mouth into my chest fur, licking my nipples constantly. Adding to that feeling was the rope digging into my pussy, it's making my body get riled up, which caused me to let out short groans from my muzzle.
Eventually, the flaming tailed lizard sat up, looming over me. Then he said, "You should be getting aroused, now. So let's start feeling good."
At that, Ricardo grabbed the rope over my slit, which, embarrassingly, was wet. It was only getting wetter as I felt his cock sliding across it. I made a long groan as that ridiculously big dick entered me slowly.
Once the Flame Pokemon got in balls-deep, though, he started fucking me fast. Every time I was penetrated, I felt an extra surge of pleasure along with all the other sensations I was experiencing. Soon, I was leaking a large amount of fluids down there, creating many splashing sounds while being fucked. My body was getting hotter and hotter by the minute.
It took me a while to notice Ricardo talking to me again, "You belong to me. You could belong only to me. Isn't that right, Zorah?"
As much as I didn't want to, I replied, "Yes."
"You wouldn't leave me or stray away with someone else, would you?"
"No."
This Charizard was repeating questions like that for a while and I had to say 'yes' or 'no' to each one of them, depending on what exactly was asked.
Although, after yelling at the top of my lungs when that Machamp got on my last nerve, I pretty much used up most, if not all, of my anger at my situation. And this particular part of my situation is keeping me from feeling anything else that would keep me from thinking straight or wondering about something, which I'm doing even now.
The way this Flame Pokemon was questioning me. The way he was grabbing me tight. It looks like to me Ricardo's desperate. Like he's trying to tell himself instead of me that I'm all his. The only question is why?
I couldn't think long on my thoughts, though, cause the Charizard fucking me decided to slip a finger in my butthole. I must've gotten wet enough for my natural juices to drip down there. Now I was being penetrated in both holes, a second finger added after a few minutes.
I don't exactly like this, being confined and all by this definitely possessive Flame Pokemon, yet my body can't resist any of this. Ricardo's making this feel good now that his mind is thinking straight on something. Just, honestly, not on the right thing.
Finally, it became too much. I groaned out loud, dragging it out a little. To top it all off, the way I was squeezing this Charizard's manhood must have made it cum inside me, stream after stream. It always feels so warm but weird to me whenever sperm's inside me.
It didn't seem to be over just yet, though. I was in a daze but then I snapped out of it, feeling something prodding at the same previously-fingered hole. That something was so much bigger. I knew that could only be one thing. This Flame Pokemon was still as hard as ever and preparing for anal.
Since my ass's hole was lubed and used, the big rod slid in easily. Ricardo thrusted it in and out at a fast pace and, while doing so, leaned over to make out with me. He grabbed my maw and held it open the whole time, like some time before. It's not like I was gonna bite him, though, even if I actually was angry.
I noticed one of my nipples being messed with, the sudden jolt on my nerves being an indication. It was obviously the Charizard's free clawed hand.
I lasted only a little while longer like this before I had reached my limit again. I gave the Flame Pokemon an extra sensation by clamping down on him like before in the other hole but he didn't climax that time. He just kept thrusting, lengthening my orgasm and teasing already sensitive nerves. After a while, Ricardo came at last. It feels just as warm but weird whenever his seeds swim around in my ass, too.
The Charizard got up and shifted himself behind me since I'm lifted up above the bed. He hugged my head, thank Arceus leaving me some space to breathe, and rested his snout on my forehead. I was left dangling from the ropes like the ragdoll I thought of myself as. I was just too tired to do or say anything, other than panting heavily.
A few minutes passed, the two of us being exactly as we were until a sound occurred. A sound that I so didn't want to hear: the door banging open. I also didn't like the sight of the pokemon I met earlier today, minus the Machamp, being at the doorway. They didn't like the sight of me looking like the way I do. And, to top it all off, Ricardo so as hell didn't like them seeing me like this, quickly covering me up with his wings.
"WHAT IN THE FREAKING HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" Ricardo screamed that at the top of his lungs. I screamed that in my head. Come on, this is the most humiliating moment of my life! Way more humiliating than when I had to suck Ricardo right on the set. I think my face is as red as my mane now!
I couldn't see everyone at the doorway, not that I wanted to, but some of the voices I heard were a mixture of fear and being incredibly flustered.
"W-w-we-we're here to- to apo-apologize!" Krystabelle exclaimed.
"F-for many things, by the looks of this," Albert added.
"Ri-Ricar-Ricardo! Thi-this-!"
"SHUT IT!" The Flame Pokemon barked at Sam. "IF YOU DON'T GET OUT OF HERE SOON, I'LL-"
"Ricardo!" I hissed at him.
I successfully got the Charizard to stop yelling his head off; I also got his attention. Good to know something's starting to go my way.
"What?"
Ricardo looked a little impatient but seemed willing to hear out what I had to say. I made sure to keep my voice low.
"Ricardo, listen to me. These pokemon are just going to say they're sorry. Why are you freaking out over everything?"
The Flame Pokemon apparently thought of keeping his voice low, too.
"Why wouldn't I? You belong to me!"
"I didn't want to belong to you in the first place!" I hissed again, now with some amount of new-found anger combined with tears. I guess I finally feel sad about the whole thing. "You set up a contract without my knowledge, let alone my consent, to make me your fluffer. You leave me at a forest during its mating season to fend off horny-ass males, you tie me up and rape me, you get your way with me as many times as you want. Along the way, you say the most infuriating things ever! I have gone through so much shit in less than two months so the least you can do is keep yourself under freakin' control!"
Ricardo was surprised by this, judging by the look on his face. Then he looked pissed again, though it also seemed like the Charizard was debating something in his head.
"Fine," he said, albeit still irritated. "I'm guessing you want me to undo the knots?"
"Yes," I answer through gritted teeth.
"Uh, hello? We're still here if you forgot," Maggie reminded us.
"Yeah, yeah, we remember. Just needed to get something out of the way," Ricardo countered, finally loosening the ropes and knots.
He untied the rope that was lifting me up in the air first, making me plop down on the bed. Next, he got the ropes that tied together my legs and paws. Finally, the rope that covered my entire body.
"Well, if whatever it was is settled already, can we speak now?" Albert asked.
"Let them. They just want to say they're sorry," I softly but quickly threw in. That Flame Pokemon looked like he was gonna snap again.
Ricardo growled, "Fine. What is it you guys got to say?"
"I would like to say first is that I'm a lady and not a 'guy'," Krystabelle insisted, then getting to the point before she got a ticked off Charizard on her white hands. "The next thing I would like to say is we're sorry, Zorah."
"F-for?" I stuttered a little, feeling a bit embarrassed at talking out loud, given what they all seen before this lizard covered me with his wings.
"For several things," the Froslass sighed. "I apologize for my type of behavior from before."
"We're also sincerely sorry we didn't take action when Mike attacked you earlier today," the Alakazam explained. "We didn't have even the foggiest idea about his true intentions. The rest of us merely wanted to meet you since you apparently became an object of interest to Ricardo. Perhaps too much of an interest."
Everyone else agreed, saying their own apologies for that one thing.
Maggie interjected before Ricardo could react to that, "There's another thing we're sorry for, too. For walking in on the both of you when you were really getting into it."
"Maggie!" the Snow Land Pokemon snapped.
"What? They were," the Magical Pokemon said, likely thinking that statement would justify the first one.
"As for me," the Medicham declared, "I'm sorry for my and Mike's behavior. Mike's especially. He's always been like… like a wild child. But older than that. Anyways, I assure you he's being disciplined by his owner right now and I'll be sure he never does what he did today ever again."
I merely grunted out of annoyance. I'd prefer to not think about that damned, horny guy. But at least I'm getting apologies for what happened. I took a peek over Ricardo's wing, which was a little tricky to do cause the damned lizard insisted on me staying down. Sooner or later, though, he gave in to what I wanted. Taking a good look at everyone there, they seemed to be genuine.
"All right. If you didn't know, you didn't know," I assured them. "The next time I'm in trouble, though, maybe you can help me instead of just standing around? Floating in the ghost-type's cases?"
They murmured and looked embarrassed themselves but said 'ok'.
"Well, since everything's settled now, shouldn't you all be going now?" Ricardo questioned, definitely implying for them to leave.
"Not so fast," the Meditate Pokemon said. "We're not just here to say 'sorry' to Zorah. We're also here to talk to you. It's clear your behavior is very concerning."
"Basically, an intervention," the Psi Pokemon added.
The Charizard looked shocked. Then angry again. "What do you mean an-"
I cut him off. "Don't give them that. Apparently, you need it."
The Flame Pokemon then turned to me. "What do you-"
"Do I need to remind you of all the shit I've gone through because of you?" I shot back. Now that I had some pokemon to back me up, I felt like I could say something. "I may not be the friendliest pokemon around but I so as hell didn't deserve this."
Ricardo looked conflicted as he knew he was cornered.
"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll just leave everyone here to talk," I continued.
At that, I grabbed the blankets and covered myself with them. I got another struggle with the seriously stubborn Charizard in getting out from under his wings. Eventually, though, I managed to squeeze out.
I'm just a little embarrassed so I made sure to not make any eye contact with anyone as I walked over to the bathroom. It helped that the room of destination was away from everyone else.
Before I went in, Sam quickly threw in, "Wait, why are you leaving us so we can talk? Not that we're afraid or anything of the sort but you're involved in this, too."
Not turning around, I answered, "Because I'm the most like an outsider out of everyone else here, I already gave Ricardo a piece of my mind, and I want to be in another room already. So see ya!"
Well, that and I needed to clean myself. Again. Even with the water running and me being busy cleaning myself, though, I managed to hear everything that gone on outside the bathroom. Either my hearing is more sensitive than I thought or all the pokemon out there have no idea how loud they're being.
"I don't need any fuckin' intervention," the Flame Pokemon argued.
"Oh, yes, you do," Krystabelle insisted. "We thought there was a noticeable change in your behavior but now you have gone too far!"
"No, melting you into a puddle of water with my Flamethrower is going too far," Ricardo pretty much threatened.
"Now you're threatening ladies! Is there no end to your madness?!" the Froslass exclaimed. She got a groan from the same Charizard in response.
Albert picked up from here, "Although Krystabelle is, at times, rather dramatic, she does have a point in what she's saying. You have been much more aggressive than before and your demeanor has gotten worse. Could Zorah have been the cause of all this?"
The Flame Pokemon growled loudly at that. As always, it sounded intimidating.
Yet Sam still managed to say, "We're serious, Ricardo. This is exactly how Mike was when his attitude had begun to take a turn for the worse. It was bad enough to see my own brother become like that and just get worse and worse. I don't want to see it happen to a… sort of… friend… of mine?"
Ricardo at this point gave up the growls. I guess he saw that his intimidation tactics weren't working. He questioned, "How come you all are so brave all of a sudden? Every single one of you ran for the hills only hours ago."
"Yeah, we did," the Medicham said, "but back then and there you scared the shit out of us. But you look better now."
"Not to mention Zorah could be suffering unnecessarily because of your selfishness," the Alakazam added. "After our uselessness to assist her when Mike was about to violate her, we feel more strongly than ever to see that she's all right."
"Zorah's doing fine with me," the Charizard said, stupidly choosing those words of choice.
"Is she?"
I was surprised by that. Maybe everyone was. Cause it was the Mismagius who said it. It wasn't just because of that, though. It was also because Maggie sounded so… I don't know… solemn? It didn't have any of the humor and laughter I've heard from the purple ghost as far as I know her.
"What are you getting at?"
"Is Zorah really doing fine? Or are you just saying that cause you want to keep her around so badly?"
"Whoa…" I said under my breath. I couldn't help it, what from the words this Mismagius was saying and the tone of voice she's using.
It seemed to have an effect on Ricardo, judging by his voice. "Th-that's ridiculous!"
"How do we know you're not denying that just so we'll stop asking questions and leave you to enjoy having Zorah all to yourself?" The Magical Pokemon was on a roll, uninterrupted. "She could be crying whenever you're not there for all you don't know. And it would make sense why she would. Zorah always seems to be with you all the time. Maybe that's because you make her stay where you can see her. And I'm guessing you don't let Zorah say much either, including anything you don't want to hear. Something like 'I don't want to do this' or 'Stop it' or 'No'. Now we see Zorah tied up the way she was when we showed up. You have got to be unbelievably stupid to think she's happy even after what happened. Maybe, deep down, you know she's not but you care more about keeping Zorah with you. I think we need to think about her feelings for once."
Ok, this was getting too interesting to continue cleaning myself up. I quietly but quickly rushed to the door, which was open by just a crack.
I peeked through it and, from where I was, I could clearly see the stone-still Charizard on the bed. I couldn't see everyone else but I can imagine they had similar, if not the same, looks of shock as the Flame Pokemon.
For the next minute or two, Ricardo's face was switching from one to another, all of them conflicted and stressed. Also, the Charizard was stuttering and fumbling with his words.
It sounded something like, "Wha- I- Well, I- It's just-" It continued until, finally, he said from under his teeth, "Sure, I want Zorah to stay by my side very badly. I get so shittin' tired of my share of problems and I finally get a stress reliever and I don't want to let her go."
"Stress reliever?!" the Meditate Pokemon exclaimed. "You can get anybody you want since you got everyone thinking you're such a good pokemon! Hell, I let you fuck me whenever you need to vent!"
Then a soft, slapping sound occurred, likely Sam covering his mouth over revealing something so very personal about himself.
"It's not just sex," the Flame Pokemon insisted, the statement shocking me.
By the sound of it, it shocked Krystabelle. "Not just sex? You make it seem as if you like Zorah for more than just her body."
"Because I do!" Ricardo insisted again. It's getting harder and harder to actually believe him as he goes on.
"You certainly have a bizarre way of expressing your affections," the Alakazam interjected. "Does Zorah have even the foggiest idea that you 'love' her?"
He's got a point there; I so as hell didn't. It looks like the Charizard knows that, too.
"You need to treat Zorah better than you have been if you truly care about her," the Froslass stated. In a lower voice, I heard her say, "Maggie, what is with you? You stay silent, then give this little speech, and now stay silent again!"
"I said everything I wanted to say," the purple ghost responded, a little louder than the ice spirit. "So butt off."
The Ice Land Pokemon groaned out of annoyance but turned to the Flame Pokemon. "Well, it's just as I said: you need to treat Zorah better. Or else she'll be miserable for as long as the two of you are together."
Of course, the one being spoken to looked conflicted and stressed again. This time, he didn't stutter and fumble with his words like before or change between similar facial expressions. Ricardo just… sat there, with that kind of face. It could just be me getting my hopes up but it seems to me like everyone's words are getting through the fire-type blockhead's skull.
After another minute of no noise, I decided to come out. I didn't think the timing of it was bad. Besides, after hearing how the two ghost-types and the two psychic types were helping me out, I wouldn't want the Charizard to go completely Primeape on them.
I felt a little embarrassed again, briefly remembering what they saw when they barged in here. I quickly got over that, walking towards everyone.
Before I could say anything, Sam did. "Hi, Zorah. How are you feeling?"
"Fine," I replied. I was thinking about what should come out of my mouth next, "Maybe you all should leave us be for today."
At that, there were several gasps. Albert asked, "Are you absolutely certain you wish for us to leave?"
Moving only my eyes, I looked at the Flame Pokemon. He seemed a little surprised, too, but also desperate and like he was expecting the worst. Doesn't look like to me, though, that he will hurt me now.
I looked back to Albert and assured him, "Yeah, I'm sure I want you to leave. It's fine."
Everyone was obviously reluctant to leave me alone with someone who could go off like a bomb at any given moment. Maggie was the first one to break the uneasy silence.
"Well, if you really say so. Maybe you and Flamebutt can chill with some TV."
At that, the Mismagius floated over to the little television in the motel room; I had so much sex with Ricardo that I'd forgotten about it. Anyways, the screen turned on, revealing an image of a male model walking down a catwalk, a Banette strutting along at his side.
Krystabelle once again groaned out of annoyance, but louder, muttering under her breath, "Bane..."
Before I could ask what the hell she was talking about, the ice spirit phased through the wall, followed by the purple ghost. As for the two psychic types, they left, too, walking through the door that luckily wasn't broken when they barged in. Soon, there was only a Charizard in the same room as me. I turned to him.
He narrowed his eyes, "How much did you hear?"
I thought fast but carefully before I answered, "I heard everything. I couldn't help it."
I heard the Flame Pokemon make some sound out of annoyance. Almost like a tsk.
"Well, you heard it all. Both from me and from them. I never wanted this to happen to me. Do you actually care about how I feel about this?" Ricardo seemed to not have an answer for this so I continued. "Nice, Ricardo. Reeeeeeal nice. I'm your little pet to fuck whenever you want and I have to put up with it all. So much for liking me for more than just my body."
"No, it's not that!" the Charizard boomed. I admit it made me jump a little.
He sounded so serious but, after all I've been through because of this Flame Pokemon, it just sounds so much of a stretch to believe.
"So? What is it, then? I want an answer and I deserve it," I dared to urge him.
A long, long, long while passed, until I finally got freakin' irritated. I was about to say something again until, at long last, Ricardo spoke up.
"I need to… to think… for a while."
My eyes grew wide and I immediately looked closely at the Charizard to see if he was serious. And he was.
I couldn't believe it. I just couldn't. This fire-type bastard was actually considering about everything that had been said. Maybe the Flame Pokemon actually does care.
There were several more things I wanted to say. Everything that's been frustrating me. Everything that's been bothering me. All the things that added more to my unhappy life.
But the only thing that came out of my mouth was, "What now?"
At that, Ricardo looked out a window that was nearby the bed, opening the shutters. There wasn't bright sunlight but it wasn't dark yet. I'm assuming it's evening or close to it. The Charizard then faced me.
"Maybe we ought to call it a day. Go to sleep early," the Flame Pokemon said.
Once he said that, Ricardo turned around and lied down, careful to not burn anything with his tail.
"There's still room on this bed for you if you're gonna sleep, too," the stupid Charizard added.
"No way in hell. I'm taking the chair," I retorted.
Ricardo, though, didn't say or do anything in response to that. I was able to walk over to the chair without any trouble. I'd probably get the blanket left behind in the bathroom but my fur coat was more than enough to keep me warm, since I found the inside of this motel room to be warmer than all the times I had to sleep outside of that little hut Bob and I used to live.
The evening and the night was so boring. Just me and the Flame Pokemon being where we were in the room, not talking and not moving. Eventually, I fell asleep, providing me a good way to kill time.
When I woke up, I find Ricardo still on the bed, repositioned to how he was yesterday. Sitting in front of the spot where I was when I was tied up. The stone-still Charizard was just as quiet as he was yesterday, too.
I couldn't help but think, Damn, am I gonna have to put up with this all day today?
Much to a pleasant surprise, that Flame Pokemon turned to be face-to-face with me. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me but he looked like he didn't sleep much last night.
Then he said, "I thought about it."
"And?" I urged him.
"Yeah, not everything, or anything, I have done to you was good. And yeah, your body's great but that's not the only thing I like about you."
"Then what else about me do you like? And this won't change how I feel about wanting some more freedom."
Another lengthy silence. I'm really getting annoyed by those.
"Well?" I urged him again, hoping to get a move on.
"It's personal."
"My feelings aren't going to change if I don't know."
"Really, it's personal. It may be later before I explain anything."
"In that case, I may stop caring about my future and leave you."
"NO!" Ricardo boomed again, even louder than last time. It also made me jump a little higher than last time. Then he calmed down a bit, saying, "Just… give me some time."
I knew, by looking at his face and hearing his voice, he wouldn't take no for an answer. The Charizard seems just as desperate as ever.
So I answered, "Fine. But I want you to know one thing. I'll stick around, but only if you promise to tone the hell down. You wanted to lock me up so badly you went as far as tying me up. You probably would have left me like that all day yesterday if Albert, Sam, Maggie, and Krystabelle hadn't barged in when they did. I haven't done anything bad enough to deserve all the shit I've been through. So let me have friends and let me have my own time for myself. You do that and you won't always have to tug at my leash every two minutes."
That Flame Pokemon thought about it for a bit and then agreed, "Yeah. I'll do that. Kind of."
"Kind of?" I echoed.
"I still want you with me. Almost as often as we used to at least. And what friends would you have?"
"No clue. But I want to have a social life. It can be better than just you and me fucking whenever you feel like it. And that doesn't sound much of a social life."
Ricardo didn't look so happy about that but soon nodded his head all the same.
"Fine. Does that mean you'll stay with me?"
"Definitely, until I hear whatever is so personal about you that you can't tell me it now. Chances are I'll stay after I do hear it."
The Arceus-dammed persistent Charizard didn't like my answer, exclaiming, "What?!"
"Don't give me that!" I shot back. "I went through hell on Earth because of you! You should think of it as a miracle that I'm even willing to stay at all!"
This stubborn Flame Pokemon didn't like it, groaning out of aggravation, and took longer before nodding his head again.
"Fine," he said through slightly gritted teeth.
I moaned softly, irked by his troublesome stubbornness. Although, putting that specific characteristic aside, I'm surprised. Very surprised. Ricardo didn't just think about what everyone and I had said but he was even willing to compromise.
"Well, since it's like this, you realize the whole master/slave relationship we have with each other will also soften up? It's all part of the agreement."
I got the same reaction from the Charizard, his aggravation shown more clearly, taking longer to give one more nod.
"Thanks. We can talk later on what's left of it and what of it is gone. And if it makes you feel any better, I'll keep the collar. I like it, anyways."
It calmed him down noticeably. However, when the unsuspecting Flame Pokemon had his guard down, I clubbed him hard on the head with a tightly curled up paw. It hurt a bit but it'd be worth it if it caused pain for him, too.
Ricardo looked up at me with the type of angry eyes anyone would have when suddenly hit on the head by something or someone else.
"What the hell was that?!"
"I would have liked to hurt you after everything you made me go through. At least I'm not go too far like you did."
The Charizard almost let a roar of vexation emit from his muzzle. He almost got into a fit, too, but managed to calm down before he could lash out on me.
I could tell this Flame Pokemon could still use a lot of work. Looks like it'll be my turn to train him and teach him. It won't be easy but I feel particularly good right now. I can have friends, I won't be monitored as often as before, and my body can actually have time to rest. Bottom line, the universe is finally cutting me some slack.