Chapter 10

Shinji, after another wild night of great sex with Misato, woke up the following morning with a brief thrill of excitement. It was his birthday; his eighteenth birthday! He was finally a man; old enough to smoke, buy porn, and vote. Misato was on her side turned away from Shinji when he woke up, so he decided to slip out of bed and go for a shower.

Shinji slid as gently as he could out from between the covers, and tiptoed over to the bathroom. After a quick shower, Shinji emerged and found Misato sitting up in bed, wrapped in the sheets. Shinji smiled, seeing Misato's perky nipples standing out against the thin material of the sheets. Misato smiled when she saw Shinji standing there in naught but a towel.

"Happy birthday, Shinji," said Misato.

"Thanks, Misato," Shinji replied, "When do we start?"

"Whenever you want, master," Misato replied, "This is your party, after all."

"Yeah, I guess it is," Shinji agreed, smiling mischievously, "Well, let's get started. Out of bed, Misato, it's time to get up."

"Yes, sir," Misato said, sliding out of bed and starting to wrap herself in the sheet she was holding.

"Ah, ah, ah," Shinji chided, holding up his hand. Misato froze.

"What's the matter, master?" Misato asked, seeming very worried.

"I'll tell you what's the matter," Shinji said seriously, "What's the matter is that you're trying to cover yourself. That's rule number one, Misato: Wear only what I command you to, when I command you to. Understand?"

"Yes, sir," Misato replied, dropping the sheet and exposing herself, "What would you have me wear, master?"

"I haven't quite decided," Shinji replied, "But I will tell you that it won't be much; just enough to cover the essentials."

Misato nodded humbly. There was a moment of stillness, then Misato asked:

"Master, what are your other rules?"

"The other rules?" Shinji responded.

"Yes," Misato said, "you've only given me one rule to obey so far. Are there more?"

"More than likely," Shinji said coyly.

"May I know what they are, please?" asked Misato.

"You're asking a lot of questions, for a servant-girl," Shinji remarked, "But I suppose it is only fair that I tell you the rules that you are to follow for today. You know rule one. Rule two is: You must obey any and every command I give you without question or hesitation. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good," said Shinji, "Rule three: You will serve me in any and every way I might require of you, without question. No task is off limits. If I require you to strip and walk out to the pool naked in broad daylight, you will do so happily and willingly. Understand?

"Yes, master," Misato responded, nodding, "Master?"

"What is it now, Misato?" Shinji asked with an air of feigned exasperation.

"May I ask one more question?"

"Just one more," Shinji said.

"Does this requirement extend to acts of sexual pleasure as well?" Misato asked.

"How do you mean that?" Shinji asked.

"I mean, if you order me to seduce another girl or woman for your viewing or sexual pleasure--," Misato began.

"You will do so without question," Shinji said, cutting her off, "Are we clear?"

"Yes, sir," Misato replied, "Of course."

"Very good. Now, walk out onto my balcony and stand in the sun."

Misato moved with the utmost grace, gliding smoothly across Shinji's carpet and out onto the balcony that adjoined his room and overlooked the yard and pool. Shinji watched her as she stood outside and leaned gently on the railing. He saw her lightly tanned skin catch the sun's morning rays in such a way that she seemed to be giving off her own light. Shinji whistled softly.

She looks like some kind of angel, he thought, staring awe-struck at Misato's Venus-esque figure, and she's all mine. Heh, heh…

A light breeze met Misato's skin and caused her hair to lift and flow slightly. She turned back to face her master with a contented smile on her lips. Shinji let the towel fall from his waist and walked out to join Misato on the balcony. He put his arms around his woman, pulled her in close, and kissed her deeply. Misato responded ardently and passionately, kissing Shinji with lustful abandon.

Shinji began to grope and feel Misato's lush body. Her nipples rose to instant erectness as Shinji's strong hands brushed against them. Misato moaned heartily into Shinji's mouth as his hands moved down to her plush ass. Shinji kneaded and squeezed the firm, yet pliable globes.

"Lie down on one of the benches, Misato," Shinji directed.

"Yes, sir," Misato replied. Then, she moved over to the nearest lounge chair and laid down on her back, awaiting her master's pleasure. Shinji walked over to where Misato lay and straddled the chair at Misato's feet. He pushed Misato's feet off the sides of the bench so that her legs were spread open to his view.

"Are you ready for an outdoor fuck, Misato?"

Misato nodded, unable to speak through her lust. Shinji smiled and drove his face forward into Misato's smooth crotch, drawing a loud cry of pleasure from Misato's lips. As Shinji licked and sucked at Misato's pussy, he let out low hums and growls that sent waves of extra pleasure rolling through her body.

Before Misato had the chance to cum, Shinji stopped his oral assault, leaving Misato panting for breath. She moaned pleadingly when Shinji moved his mouth away from her soaked snatch. Shinji chuckled evilly.

"What's the matter, Misato?"

"Please, master, more!" Misato begged piteously. Shinji chuckled some more. Then, he decided to take pity on his slave and give her what she was begging for. It was, after all, what he wanted as well.

Shinji lined up his throbbing erection at the soaked entrance to Misato's snatch. He teased Misato by sliding the head of his tool all up and down her slit while groping her tits with his free hand. Just as Misato was about to scream with pent-up sexual frustration, Shinji sank himself balls-deep into her honey-hole.

Shinji pounded Misato's pussy on the lounge chair for several long minutes before turning her over on her hands and knees and entering her doggy-style. As soon as Shinji began to thrust in her from behind, Misato shrieked and came. Shinji continued to pummel Misato's pussy until he pulled out and wanked all over her perfect ass.

The remainder of Shinji's big day was spent enjoying Misato's attentions, both sexual and otherwise. They had sex in almost every room of the house. Some rooms, including Shinji's bedroom, and Misato's room, got used twice or three times throughout the course of the day. Shinji didn't tell Misato to wear anything except her flower-print bikini with a white maid's apron over top of it, and that was worn only at meal times. Shinji, meanwhile, wore only a pair of blue jeans. Misato was told to cook and serve all of the food at all three meals, but strangely, she didn't mind all that much.

"Now, Misato, one thing puzzles me," Shinji said during dinner.

"What's that, master?"

"Our first night together, when you tied me to the bed," Shinji said, "you showed a very dominant side. Yet, today you're taking orders happily and without hesitation. Why is that?"

"Because at heart, I really am a submissive," Misato replied.

"Then, why--?"

"--did I act so dominant?" Misato finished, "When people are as horny as I was the first time we were together, they sometimes act a little outside their norms; or, in my case, a lot outside."

"Uh-huh," Shinji said, "I see. So, you're a submissive."

"Yep," Misato said brightly.

"Then that means you'll be my slave during sex anytime, doesn't it?"

"I'll be your slave all the time, if you wish it, master," Misato replied.

"Hmm, maybe a weekend here and there," Shinji said thoughtfully, "Now, it's time for cake and ice cream."

"I'll fetch them right now, sir," Misato said, getting up from the table.

"Misato," Shinji said, stopping her with his commanding tone.

"Yes, master?" Misato replied, turning around.

"Strip for me," Shinji said, "I want you to eat dessert naked."

"Yes sir," Misato said, untying her apron. In a matter of moments, she was standing nude to Shinji's gaze once again.

"Now, then, about dessert," Shinji said.

"Yes sir, at once," Misato said, continuing back over to the fridge.

Once all the sweet treats were laid out on the table, Shinji had Misato serve him up a dish of ice cream. While he ate, he thought about how best to enjoy himself next. He ran through several options, unable to decide quite what to have his slave do for him. Finally, he came to his decision.

"Misato, get up on the table and lie on your back," Shinji directed. When Misato looked slightly askance at him, Shinji added, "That's an order, slave."

Misato stood up out of her chair and climbed onto the dining room table. Shinji nodded with satisfaction as he saw his plan beginning to unfold. Once Misato was lying down on the table, Shinji stood up and grabbed the ice cream condiments. They included: sprayable whipped cream, chocolate syrup, strawberry preserves, maraschino cherries, chopped peanuts, and other sundae toppings.

"You know what I'm gonna do with these?" Shinji asked. Misato shook her head, "I'm going to turn you into my dessert, Misato. Now keep still."

Shinji took nearly ten minutes in sculpting his slave into his dream dessert. Once he was finished, Misato was covered in whipped cream and other toppings to the point that, at first glance, no one would have suspected that she was naked underneath. Shinji then began to clean her off. He started at her thighs, the lowest portion of her that was "topped", and began to lick all of the sweet, sugary goodness off of her. When his face and chin were suitably covered in whipped cream and sauces, he would move up to Misato's face and have her lick his face clean.

Shinji stopped short of Misato's crotch and moved up to her breasts, the highest portion of her body to be "topped". He picked the cherries off of her nipples and popped one into Misato's mouth. The other, he ate himself. Shinji busily licked off what seemed to be a gallon of chocolate sauce from Misato's ample bosom. The rest of her torso was soon to follow, with Shinji again taking breaks every so often to stop and have Misato lick his face clean. Finally, only Misato's sweetened crotch remained unlicked.

Shinji made his first few licks very light, so as to collect the whipped cream and chocolate onto his tongue without actually making contact with Misato's pussy. After a half-dozen or so of these shallow dips, Shinji took a long, deep lick at Misato's pussy, drawing a loud gasp and sigh of pleasure and relief from his slave. Shinji wasted no time and quickly emptied Misato's honey pot of all of the toppings and condiments that he had put there. However, he didn't stop licking. Shinji kept up a relentless oral assault on Misato's tired pussy until, with a shriek of delight, she creamed on his tongue for the umpteenth time that day.

By this point, night had fallen. Misato looked out the window and said:

"Master, there's a full moon tonight. Would you like to go out and look at it?"

"I think a moonlit swim might be just the thing to cap off such an eventful birthday," Shinji agreed with a smile, "Good idea, Misato."

"Thank you, sir," Misato replied.

The two lovers walked out, hand in hand and bare naked, onto Misato's back patio. As soon as Shinji stepped outside, he immediately felt uneasy. His head felt like it was spinning somewhat, and his stomach was churning uncomfortably.

Probably had too much sugar back there, he reasoned, attempting to calm himself, It'll pass.

It didn't pass. Ten minutes later, Shinji excused himself to go up to bed. Misato, feeling concerned for the well-being of her master, decided to follow him. When Shinji reached his room, he stumbled inside, closed the door to the hallway and locked it. Then, he did the same for the door to the bathroom, shutting Misato out of his room entirely.

"Master, why won't you let me come in?" Misato asked from the hallway.

"I don't feel well, Misato," Shinji replied, stumbling for his bed, "I need to sleep it off. I'll talk to you in the morning. Good night."

"Are you sure you wouldn't—,"

"I said good night!" Shinji snapped. His vision was blurring, swimming with black. His insides felt like they were burning; about to explode. As soon as Shinji hit the covers, his world closed in to darkness.

Twenty miles away, a man with long, shaggy hair lifted his head with a start. As he loped out of the entrance of the cave that he had been in, his body began to grow and change. His snout elongated and fangs grew in his mouth, his ears moved to the top of his head, his shoulders widened and became much heavier set, his hands grew into claws, as did his feet. Hair, thick and bristly, sprouted from every inch of his body. A werewolf was on the prowl, and he sensed a newly awakened pup.