Outfits – Christie: Off-white leather catsuit w/black mesh and image of snake running up body, exposed bra, buckle boots, leather belt, pair of matching gloves and choker
Ayane: Purple minidress w/orange hemline and butterfly on skirt, matching sleeves, orange obi tied into bow, thigh-high socks and ankle boots
"There." Christie said satisfyingly, bounding Ayane by her ankles with handcuffs.
The Brit stood and backed up, looking at the defeated kunoichi. Ayane breathed in and out, still recovering from the beating she got from the assassin with a lowered head, face covered with blood and bruises as her wrists were cuffed behind her back.
Christie invaded her village in the middle of the night, going after Ayane. All the butterfly remembered was getting blinded by powder when she slid open the door to her home to investigate a mysterious noise.
Then, Christie struck strongly her in the face and sternum, leaving her gasping roughly for air before fading to unconsciousness temporarily after hitting the ground, leaving her beautiful face now covered with bruises and some blood from her mouth.
The lavender-haired girl held her head down, feeling ashamed she got jumped so easily, in her own home to boot. Christie smiled as she started peeling off her gloves, staring at Ayane's body… as she was more focused on the young ninja girl's heaving chest.
"Don't look so down, sweetie." Christie said, turning around and taking off her gloves.
"There's no shame in losing." She taunted after.
Ayane didn't say anything as Christie placed her gloves next to her knife and two black sticks on the dresser, one looking rather phallic. She noticed a framed picture and picked it up to inspect.
What she saw was Ayane, Momiji and Kasumi all in white dresses on a distant island, shoving their nipples through the transparent clothing. Christie smiled at the three beauties' photo.
"How cute…" She said, placing her elbow on her hand.
Ayane became alerted and lifted her head up slightly to see the silver-haired woman looking at the picture.
"Put that down." She said with as much vile as possible.
"You don't deserve to touch that."
Christie turned to her prey and chuckled.
"Awww, the tough purple ninja girl has a soft spot after all." She mocked.
Ayane quickly turned her head to the side, not wanting Christie to see any weakness. The assassin laughed and put the picture back on the dresser. She sauntered over to and bent to the kunoichi's level, grabbing Ayane by the chin, forcing her bruised face to look at her own steely grey eyes.
"You stubborn, little girl." Christie mocked some more.
"Did you think you could beat me?"
Ayane struggled to get out of the assassin's grasp.
"I… never… back away… from anyone!" The lavender-haired girl said.
Christie smiled at her prey squirming.
"You're pretty lucky… because that's what I like about you." She said evilly.
Before Ayane could make another quip, Christie collided her lips with the ninja starlet's, making Ayane's body freeze up and her eyes widened. Christie's kiss lasted for a minute before she slowly broke it. The assassin smiled, loving the taste of Ayane's lips.
Christie kissed Ayane again, this time shoving her tongue into the kunoichi's mouth. The two ladies moaned, fighting for control.
Ayane closed her eyes as the kiss goes for another minute and a half. The girls feel what little amount of blood that was on Ayane's lips into their tongues, mixing into the lip lock.
Despite the blood, Christie was loving how she forced herself into the butterfly's mouth. Ayane found herself losing to the kiss, so she opened her eyes and bit Christie's tongue. The assassin made a groan in the lip lock and broke the kiss again, touching her mouth to find any blood of her own.
Christie instinctively goes for a slap, but stopped at the last moment when Ayane braced herself. The girls panted from the kiss as Christie smiled again, this time letting out a small laugh.
"You're a tough one, all right… Fighting to the very end." The Brit praised Ayane.
Ayane opened her eyes and looked up at her captor.
"You'll never… get away with this." She panted.
Christie bent down again, looking at Ayane's chest.
"How cliché, my dear… I thought you would be more original than that." The silver-haired serpent taunted.
She looked further down Ayane's body and smiled wickedly. Without warning, she slid her hand into Ayane's dress and grabbed her crotch, making the ninja starlet gasp lifting her head.
Christie chuckles, rubbing her thumb on Ayane's panties stabilizing herself with her hand on the bed. The kunoichi squirmed from the Brit's grasp, panting and moaning lightly. She tried fighting the pleasure, but her body slowly failed to resist.
"No… no…" Ayane struggled, feeling her nipples harden a little.
"You… sicko… Release me!"
"Don't fight it… just embrace the feeling." Christie baited.
Ayane's white panties slowly got wet, making the young ninja girl shut her eyes in embarrassment.
"Noooo… I hate this!" Ayane moans as she feels her nipples slowly poke through her dress.
Christie laughed softly, amused at the scene before her.
"That's not what your body tells me." She says seductively before letting go, thinking of Honoka as she inspected Ayane's position, remembering how much the pink-haired school girl begged for mercy in her clutches.
Ayane bent over and panted, sweating a little from the violating touch. Christie licked her hand slowly while standing up.
"Mmmmm… you taste good, little one." She purred.
Christie traces her other fingers on the rim of Ayane's dress near her chest while walking behind her prey, kneeling onto the bed. She crawled behind the kunoichi and grabbed a handful of Ayane's short hair, yanking back, to make the butterfly yelp. Ayane panted from the pull as she looked down at the mirror opposite of them.
"If you're going to kill me… make it fast." Ayane said in her pants.
"Otherwise… I'll make you regret it."
Christie chuckled, looking at the mirror over Ayane's shoulder.
"Look at you. You're in no position to harm anyone. Just give me what I want."
"If this is about Master Ryu, forget it!" Ayane refuses.
"My naïve girl… Ryu isn't why I'm here." Christie deflects.
"It's not?" A confused Ayane asks before asking another question.
"Wait, how did you find us?!"
"This isn't the first time I've been here." Christie revealed as she eyes Ayane's body in the mirror some more.
"When I was looking for her…"
"Who, Kasumi-chan?" Ayane answered.
"I didn't forget… It was years ago before the first tournament!"
"Oh, not that…" Christie replied.
"And not even for your dear sister… Not entirely, anyways." She added.
"Don't speak in riddles!" Ayane spat back.
That prompted Christie to pull her hair again, making the trapped kunoichi yelp once more.
"You should learn when to keep that mouth shut!" Christie snarled.
"It's not polite to interrupt…" She scolded before continuing.
"Besides, I was here for your other girl."
"Muh… Momiji-chan?!" Ayane even figured out.
Christie smiled wickedly and nodded.
"She was hardly a threat… Though, I did have some help from a certain blonde to find this village in the first place."
"Blonde…?" Ayane asked.
"Remember Rachel?" Christie asked back.
Ayane's eyes widened.
"Rachel…" Ayane thought.
Christie smirked at her prey's expression.
"That's right… Poor Rachel told me everything because she was heartbroken by your precious shrine maiden." Christie explained.
"I nearly had that stubborn girl strangled to death in my hands before your sister rescued her!" She snarled, revealing her past assault on the Heavenly Dragoness.
"Now, I'm on a personal mission to get to them both… and you're going to help me!" Christie finished.
Ayane knew why she was learning all of this: She was away on a mission for her boss, Helena: Christie's archnemesis. However, the Brit didn't know she had the three ninja girls employed by her to help with bringing down M.I.S.T. Ayane kept quiet, not wanting to reveal her secret.
"I'll let off if you decide to tell me where they are… But I can't promise they'll remain unharmed." Christie threatened.
"You're crazy… Like I'll tell you where they are!" Ayane refused.
"I'm not surprised you would say that… but I know ways to break your spirit." Christie said close to Ayane's ear.
"And when I do… you'll tell me what I want to know." She added, looking at Ayane's figure in the mirror once more. She knew how she wanted to handle the trapped butterfly, not bothering to use pain remembering how resilient Ayane could be.
"I'm not fragile… You can't break me…" Ayane resisted.
"I'd rather die than tell you anything!"
"Oh, naïve girl…" Christie said, pulling a finger down the center of Ayane's dress.
"What I do will make you wish I killed you." She threatened before licking the side of Ayane's face.
Ayane groaned in disgust from Christie's actions. But she knew she had to stay strong for the sake of protecting her sister and apprentice.
"Do it." Ayane dared.
"I won't submit to the likes of you."
"My, listen to you." Christie mocked.
"It's like you actually want this." She taunted further, squishing Ayane's breasts together.
The lavender-haired girl groaned again, making Christie smile at her prey's reaction as she cupped Ayane's breasts.
"Don't worry… I'll be gentle to make sure you enjoy it… Think of it as your reward for helping me." Christie said.
The predatorial Christie pulled down Ayane's dress, spilling out her large mammaries to get a small gasp out of the lavender-haired girl. Christie wasted no time and grabbed Ayane's breasts hard, getting a bigger gasp out of the butterfly. Christie began working her hands on Ayane's mounds, and Ayane couldn't help but start moaning loudly.
"Nooooo… Noooooo… Nooooooo…" Ayane struggles in her moans. She tried to find off the arousing feeling building up inside, but Christie didn't let up, applying more pressure of groping the purple ninja girl.
"There's no point in fighting… You're mine now." The Brit mocked her prey.
"Ahhhhhh… Ahhhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhhh…" Ayane lets out. Christie smiled at hearing the pleasurable cries coming out of Ayane.
"Just tell me where they are… And spare yourself any…" Christie offers as she gripped Ayane's melons hard at the same time as her last word.
"Further…" The assassin groped Ayane again at the word.
"Embarrassment." Christie gripped her opponent, getting more sounds out of her captive.
"Neeeee… Neeeeeveeer." Ayane fought.
Her toes and hands curled up and her knee bent as she felt Christie tightened her grip around her mounds, getting a loud, trailing moan out of the butterfly.
Christie chuckled at Ayane's dwindling bravado.
"My, you're so big… I thought your sister and that maiden had gigantic chests… but you trump them, my little girl." Christie purred close to Ayane's ear.
"Just accept it… You're trapped, my dear. I can feel your hard tits in my palms… You're loving this." She taunted even further.
Then, the silver-haired Brit got the idea to start playing with Ayane's hardened nubs. She squeezed and pinched them in her fingers and thumb for a bit before twisting them roughly, getting some pained squeals out of Ayane.
"Listen to your body… I bet your panties are soaked by now. I can tell you've been waiting for a real woman to show you the gifts of undeniable pleasure like this." The serpent assassin continued speaking but in a hush tone.
Ayane swore she could hear Christie's voice turning more soothful the more she spoke, as much as her rattled mind tried to rebel in a losing effort.
"You thought you finally found that woman in Rachel… I don't blame you. She has a figure most men would kill to have as theirs. Those lips… her voice… her sexy, leather gear… It can melt the most hardened of souls. She turns you on… But it's a shame you don't get to see her as often your heart desires because of her business." Christie kept going as her voice turned more seductive and smoother to listen to by the minute.
"You wish there was someone that can handle you like this…" She emphasizes with another strong tightening of her grip on Ayane's assets, getting another big moan out of the butterfly among her pleasure-filled cries and rapid pants.
"But you can't find it with the other girls… And that's what makes you special. They are girls. You're a woman. A sexy one at that." Christie compliments Ayane, leaving a sensual kiss on the moaning kunoichi's cheek.
"They can't give or take what you're feeling. Kasumi is too fragile… I loved having her under my beck and call… But she broke too easily when I put her in a position like this." Christie recounted with a smile.
The British predator reminisced on one of her nights she pleasured Kasumi in their bedroom the same way. The way Kasumi immediately submitted herself to the assassin, hearing her voice cry out of sex-fueled ecstasy when Christie groped Kasumi's soft, bountiful, large chest was a memory that was burned in the Brit's mind… A memory she wanted to relive with the ninja princess again every night if she could make the redhead hers once more.
Meanwhile, Christie continued to toy with Ayane's nipples in between the groping, starting to pull on them to get more pained noises out of the ninja starlet. The Brit licked her lips, looking forward to getting the chance to taste the pink nubs, pushing them down as hard as she could get a mix of moans and grunts from her captive.
"Momiji is too inexperienced, even though she's older. She could have anyone she wants with her demeanor and appearance… But she relegates herself to being a pawn to someone more superior. She's a coward… But you… you're independent. You deserve morrrrrre." Christie attempts to seduce.
"Submit to me. Take me as your new lover. I can give you the gift of satisfaction every night like I gave your dear, sweet sister. Together, you and I can make anyone kneel at our feet. We'll be unstoppable with our prowess. Just give yourself to me. I can give you the attention… the love… the praise your heart desires." Christie kept baiting.
"You want this… You need this. Don't waste your potential here at this rotten village. Join me. Be with me, Ayane-chan." Christie finishes. She sealed the offer by lowering herself to the base of Ayane's neck and gives the butterfly a slow lick up the area and another, slower, tasty kiss on the cheek.
Christie chuckles softly to herself, closing her eyes and biting her lip relishing the taste of Ayane's skin while listening to the lavender-haired girl's on-going sounds. Christie blissfully remembered the same way she controlled and dominated Kasumi: again recounting the cries, moans and pants the ninja princess elicited from the silver-haired assassin's hands. Christie adored how easily submissive Kasumi was… and secretly hoped to make Ayane the same way, despite her words of promising equality to the butterfly. Deep down, Christie was hoping to secure another obedient kunoichi pet under her control. Someone to serve her every whim without question… to worship and hang on her every word… and loved submitting herself to the Brit's naughty, ruthless games. To her, Ayane was the perfect girl to fill the role.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Iiiiiiiiiii… I… can't…" Ayane managed to get out somehow.
"I… won't… betray… them!" She courageously rebelled among her cries.
"Still fighting? You're rebellious… troublesome even…" Christie says impressed but remains steadfast in pleasuring Ayane.
"I guess you love it rough, then… Have it your way." She hissed.
Ayane continued moaning but she started to feel Christie's grips on her large mounds feel harder… Too hard.
Christie groped Ayane with all her might, as if she wanted the breasts filling her hands to pop like balloons. Ayane's moans turned into partial yelps of both pain and pleasure from the assassin's rough foreplay.
"I… can tell… you're… definitely… all… natural…" Christie grunted with every grab with a sadistic smile, feeling the softness of Ayane's skin of her natural gifts fill her hands.
Ayane could feel Christie intentionally dig her sharp nails into her bouncy flesh. Christie's nails started to leave small cuts from her hard grasps on her prey's chest.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH… STOP… STOP IT!" Ayane cries.
"THAT'S… TOO…HARD!"
"Awwww, am I hurting you?" Christie teases before asking in a more serious voice.
"Then tell me where they are and I promise I'll let you go."
"YOOOOOOOOUUUUU… DIRTY… BITCH!" Ayane yelled.
"LEEEEEEET… MEEEEE… GO!"
Ayane rebelled by swinging her head back in Christie's direction, headbutting the silver-haired Brit on the nose. Christie yelped in pain from the blow, finally letting go of Ayane's big globes. She fell back onto the bed, covering her nose with both hands and groaned, rolling to her side. Ayane leaned down and panted heavily, grateful the violating torture was over.
"Thank God… I don't know how much longer I could take that…" Ayane thought.
"Gotta get away from this psycho."
Just as she got on her feet, Christie pulled her back to her seat by the bow and grabbed a handful of Ayane's short locks to pull her head back, too. Ayane let out a short yell before Christie, with a dried blood trial coming from her nostrils, hissed close to her ear.
"You stupid brat!" Christie says before wrapping her other arm around Ayane's neck and leaned back to trap Ayane again, this time in a choke hold.
"That was the biggest mistake you could've made!" Christie snarled through clenched teeth.
Ayane felt the arm wrapped on her windpipe and the force Christie used to get her onto the assassin's body. Christie wraps her legs around the rebellious kunoichi, ensuring she had nowhere to go. Ayane couldn't help but choke for air as Christie moved from side to side punishing her prey once again.
"I can't… die like this!" Ayane desperately thought.
"Must… find… a way…"
"Tell me!" Christie told her strictly.
"Tell me now!"
Ayane continued to fight for oxygen but all she could to resist was grip the sheets of her bed when the she felt them near her hands and kicked her shackled legs to find any way to not shut down from the lack of breathing.
Christie kept the hold on for another 20 seconds before letting go, rolling off Ayane off her. The butterfly gasped and coughed for air near the bedsheet.
"You would've love to die without telling me, would you?" Christie snarled, lying on her forearm and looking down at the pained kunoichi. Ayane was too busy regaining her oxygen to verbally answer, but she looked at Christie with an unusual smile growing around her agaped mouth.
"I.. told you… You... can't… break me." Ayane said with a little pride.
Christie wanted to hurt Ayane some more, but she felt it was a waste of time and waited a bit to calm down. She touched the dried blood trail from her nose and chuckled.
"The night is young, dear… I'm not even close to finished." Christie rebutted.
Christie rolled Ayane to the center of the bed and mounted the ninja starlet to resume groping her captive as a way to take her own mind off the somehow rebellious spirit of Ayane. Ayane moaned softly from the lack of energy she went through in the last couple minutes.
Christie chuckled and wrapped her hands around Ayane's breasts from the underside, squeezing them like she was holding 2 soft, fleshy cups.
"You truly are a beautiful creature." The snake amusingly said.
Christie decided now would be the perfect time to taste those hardened nipples she felt earlier in her palms and fingers. She lowered her head and started sucking and locking the right one, sending Ayane's mind to another plane of ecstasy. Ayane leaned her head back and shut her eyes, trying to fight off more of Christie's advances.
Christie teased the nipple licking it before engulfing it whole with her lips. She also pulled on the nub by her teeth. She kept pulling farther and farther, gripping the nub with her teeth tighter and tighter with each pull. Ayane's moans were as loud as before, as well as she grunted when Christie pulled on her tit with so much force.
"Can't… give… in… I won't… give in!" Ayane again struggled in her head.
Christie was enjoying herself so much tasting Ayane's nipple that she felt it would be unfair to not give the same treatment to the other nub. And that's what she did to the captive ninja girl for the next couple minutes. Ayane kept struggling but was humiliated this nightmare wasn't over.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!... I'll… get you… for this!... I swear!" Ayane tried to threaten.
"Sounds like you'd come back for more." Christie hissed then laughed.
Once Christie had her fun, she got off Ayane for a moment to go to the dresser she placed her equipment before and grabbed two dark sticks. One was short like a pipe but the other was plastic and looked suggestive. Christie got back on the bed to put the small stick next to her prey and rubbed the plastic toy all over Ayane's face and in between her large mammaries, taunting the ninja starlet even further while humming.
"The worse hasn't even happened yet, little girl… Tell me what I want to know… Where are they?!" Christie demanded. Ayane shook her face to get the toy away from her but Christie was relentless in her playing.
"I'm sick of repeating myself!" Ayane rebelled.
"Screw… you!"
Christie chuckled and held the toy close to Ayane's face as she leaned in.
"You should've chosen your words better." The silver-haired assassin chastised Ayane before forcing another kiss onto the kunoichi.
As Christie slipped on the strap-on, Ayane felt a ting of fear inside knowing what was going to happen next.
"Oh god… she wouldn't… Not that!" The butterfly thought fearfully.
"One last chance, child… Either confess… or else." Christie offered, stroking the plastic membrane.
Ayane gulped, showing weakness for the first time that evening. Christie picked up on the sign and laughed softly.
"That's right… Something like this happened to your mum, didn't it?" The Brit mocked.
"That incident with her and your daddy… It's the reason why you exist at all. Be glad this one isn't real, dear… Though, it would be entertaining to sully you like that for the rest of your life. Oh, how much fun it would be to hang that over your head, making you give birth to your own bastard child, changing your life as you know it…" Christie taunted.
"You wouldn't dare…" Ayane said.
"Don't underestimate me… Torturing misbehaved souls like you fills me with a certain joy you'll never understand." Christie hissed.
"It doesn't have to happen to you… You can still save yourself."
"You think… I'll give up if you do that?" Ayane asked.
"Judging by your reaction… I know it will." Christie said amusingly.
"Then…" Ayane said, before closing her eyes for a moment. Christie's hopes raised, feeling she finally broke her prey.
Ayane took some deep breaths before opening her eyes and looked down at her foe.
"…Do it."
Christie's face quickly turned into a frown at Ayane's words.
"I have nothing to lose… not even my virginity." Ayane boasted.
Christie shook her head in disappointment.
"And I thought you were smarter than them." She said with a hint of anger.
The assassin got off Ayane and slowly ran her hands up the side of Ayane's legs, admiring the smooth skin. She found Ayane's panties and pulled them down, looking at a blushing Ayane while doing so.
Ayane moved her legs away and Christie chuckles, pulling off the soaked underwear. She looked at it and smiled, knowing that Ayane's body secretly loved the torture. She stretched her arm and dropped the panties on the ground, away from the bed.
Christie grabbed and pulled Ayane to her feet. Ayane tries to headbutt her again, but the binds on her hands and legs made it obvious for Christie to see coming. The Brit sidestepped and punched Ayane's stomach to make sure she didn't fall and further hurt her prey. Ayane gasped from the blow before feeling Christie grabbing her purple hair again, pulling back to make Ayane yelp in pain again.
"I'm going to enjoy this." She growled in Ayane's ear, planting the side of Ayane's face and body bent over on the bed with a full hand of hair.
Ayane braced herself for the worse, but there wasn't enough training in the world to prepare her body for the ravaging she was about to suffer.
Christie rubbed the appendage up and down one last time with a sick grin before thrusting it into Ayane's butt hard, earning a yell from the kunoichi, jolting her head and screaming face up for a moment.
Christie thrusted hard and slow, making each movement count to make Ayane feel as much pain inside as possible. She also held Ayane's head down with the other hand on the kunoichi's side of her butt.
"AHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHH!" Ayane yelled.
Christie loved hearing Ayane in pain. If she couldn't get the answers she wanted, the next best thing would be to break the butterfly's spirit in an unrepairable way. She continued thrusting slow at first, then slowly picked up the pace a bit to make sure Ayane didn't have any time to rest.
"AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH!" Ayane continued to endure.
"OH GOD!"
"Too late for mercy now!" Christie warned her.
"Remember… you asked for this!" She grunted further.
The Brit decided to pick up the pace again and go hard and fast as she could. Ayane felt herself grinding on the bedsheet nonstop. The appendage felt too tight inside her and it didn't help her ankles were binded together, adding to the tightened feel.
"GET! OFF! ME!" Ayane yelled.
Christie ignored her and thrusted Ayane as much as she could until…
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ayane screamed as her body arched.
Ayane lifted her head off the bed in Christie's grip.
"GET IT OUT! I CAN'T HOLD IT IN!" She cried, shutting her eyes tight.
Christie smiled evilly and obliged, dropping Ayane's head on the bed and sliding the toy out of captive kunoichi. A small waterfall of Ayane's juices leaked out onto the floor. Christie laughed as she saw the butterfly climax softly. She was amused that some of it landed on her toy, and she lifted a small amount of it off the plastic object with her finger and licked it.
"Mmmmm, young ninja girl juice." She commented.
"How sweet it tastes."
Ayane panted coming down from her climax, but suddenly Christie slid her toy back in and yelled.
"Ready for round 2?! I can do this all night." The snake evilly quipped.
Ayane couldn't muster a response, still recovering from her climax so Christie pulled her up by the hair again and hissed close to her ear.
"Do you feel how powerless you are, my girl? I bet Mommy Dearest couldn't take it after one go. She must be ashamed at what she was forced to create whenever she sees you."
The insult made Ayane struggle more than she did so far. Hearing the Brit's words fueled her with more pride.
"You don't… get… to talk… about her!" Ayane struggled in Christie hands.
"Another nerve I touched, huh? I know how to beat your bravado down." Christie replied.
She took the small black stick on the bed and swung it down to show it was a collapsible baton. Ayane couldn't see it but heard the baton extend.
Christie kept her in place as she swung the weapon at the back of Ayane's head. The lavender-haired girl went back down to the bed from the blow with a grunt, feeling the impact. Christie rose the baton up and swung the baton down at Ayane a few more times.
Ayane grunted from each strike as Christie punished her some more. She felt the surge of energy moments earlier wither away from each blow. The ninja starlet didn't get a chance to rest as the serpent pulled her back up and held her in place strangling Ayane with the baton.
Ayane choked, feeling the hard stick press down on her throat. It wasn't as bad as the chokehold from earlier, but she was still hurting.
"Remember that I'm in control, bitch." Christie snarled close to Ayane's ear.
Christie held her in place for about 30 more seconds before releasing her prey, making Ayane fall on the bed front first again. The kunoichi panted slightly, regaining her air. Christie panted from administering the punishment, then lifted up the minidress and started to use the baton like a paddle to smack Ayane's ass.
Ayane yelled from each strike, feeling the hard weapon crack her flesh multiple times. Christie smiled as she continued to swing the baton repeatedly at Ayane's ass, loving to see the soft-looking rear jiggle from each blow, leaving it bruised with welts and marks from every strike.
Christie administered about 20 strikes before taking a momentary rest… then her smile grew again. An idea came to her about how to continue this "interrogation". She shortened the baton, squishing it together in her hands, and prepped Ayane's butt in place again.
"It only gets worse from here, my pet." Christie hissed.
She slid the baton into Ayane's crack, making her squirm and increasingly yell louder getting it inside a little… then rammed more of it inside the butterfly without warning, making Ayane yell louder. Christie then thrusted it in and out, roughly holding the baton.
"AAAAHHHHHHH! STOP IT! STOP IT!" Ayane yelled.
"Not until you confess!" Christie reminded.
"LIKE… HELL… I WILL!" Ayane replied through the thrusting.
Christie kept going for a minute, not even completely caring about getting the information she wanted. Torturing Ayane became more of the fun for her at that point.
"Doesn't feel so good now, does it?!" Christie said with a sadistic laugh.
Ayane's whole body jolted up and down from every thrust. The ninja girl wanted to cry, but fought off the tears as her will to fight remained strong. Her legs felt like jelly by now, so she felt grateful lying bend over on her bed was the smallest blessing she had throughout the pain.
Christie finally slid out the baton slowly after a couple minutes, hearing Ayane groan then sigh from the weapon finally out of her. Ayane panted as Christie looked at the baton, covered in the butterfly's essence.
Christie chuckled seeing the results of her work. She tossed the baton onto the bed, next to Ayane's body. Then, she positioned herself to slowly re-insert her strap-on into Ayane again. Ayane groaned feeling the familiar plastic toy going inside her again.
Christie began thrusting the captive ninja girl again, slower this time. Ayane groaned loudly from each thrust, feeling exhausted from the night's escapades.
Christie continued to thrust into Ayane before pulling her up by the hair and groping her breasts again. Ayane moaned aloud, from both the assassin's hands working on her chest again and the appendage going in and out of her repeatedly.
"One more chance…" Christie whispered in the butterfly's ear.
"Where are they? It's not too late to turn this into a night of fulfilling sexual pleasure for you." The Brit offered, biting Ayane's earlobe lightly.
Ayane squirmed a little, trying to break free but Christie smiled at the kunoichi's poor attempt. She was having fun ravaging Ayane's mind and body.
"Neeee… Never…" Ayane still fought weakly.
"I'll never tell…"
Christie shook her head.
"You're a constant disappointment." She said with disgust, wanting to believe that's what Ayane's mother thought of her ill-conceived daughter.
"If you'd rather die for them, I can make it happen!"
Christie moved her hands to wrap around Ayane's head and neck, locking in a chokehold. The butterfly started choking at her predator's arm tightening on her neck while she still felt Christie thrust her plastic toy in and out of her as hard as possible.
Ayane choked out moans from the thrusting, but they were hardly audible. She was losing air, and her stamina from the night's activities left her exhausted.
"Such a shame… You were one-of-a-kind." Christie said loud enough just for her victim to hear.
"We could have been so good together… better than how your sister turned out."
Ayane continued choking for almost a minute and a half. How she was still alive was Christie's question, but the butterfly still found her strength to keep going… until Christie heard something.
"Y… You're… tooooooo… late…" Ayane somehow said.
Christie's face scrunched in confusion.
"What was that?" She asked.
"Tooooo… late…" Ayane repeated.
"Notttttt… here…" Ayane said further.
"Nottttt… here…"
"What do you mean?!" Christie suddenly asked with anger. This was the last thing she wanted to discover.
"Buh… baaaaaan…" Ayane trailed out before saying…
"Baaaaanishhheeeedddddd."
Christie's eyes widened in surprise and she let go of the ninja starlet. Ayane fell back on the bed, gasping and coughing. Christie stood frozen as what she heard until her rage took over.
"How?!" She yelled.
"How are they not here?! I thought you all lived together!"
Ayane still coughed but started laughing quietly. A smile formed through her battered and bloodied face.
"You… shouldn't assume things like that." She said with a raspy voice.
"I thought… you knew Kasumi was banished from our home… Momiji isn't allowed here since she sided with a traitor. It's part of our rules." Ayane explained.
"You've… been wasting your time."
Christie pulled out her toy, making Ayane groan but she didn't have time to rest as Christie turned her over onto her back and pulled her down the bed.
"Then you must know where they are!" Christie said. She grabbed her knife from its holster and put it up to Ayane's neck.
"Tell me… Tell me or I stain your bed with blood." She threatened.
Ayane still smiled and chuckled.
"You're threatening to kill me? Go ahead… and you might lose your only lead." The butterfly kunoichi teased.
"Might?!" Christie repeated.
"Maybe I do know… or maybe I don't. But if I did… I still wouldn't tell you." Ayane said firmly.
"I love my sister… and my apprentice… too much to tell you anything. I would die for them if it meant keeping their safety." The lavender-haired girl said with determination.
"So go ahead… Slit my throat… My clan will find you… and hunt you like we did with Kasumi-chan. You'll never know a moment's peace until your death." Ayane ended with her bloody smile.
Christie wanted to kill the taunting kunoichi so badly, but she didn't want to risk having an army of ninjas on her trail. She already had to contend them messing with her employer Donovan and his company, M.I.S.T. Bringing them unwanted attention like that would put them in more trouble than they could handle.
Christie groaned with disgust and stepped away from Ayane, who slid down to sit on the foot of the bed resting on the side of her legs.
"Trust me… you'll never find them." Ayane said weakly.
"Hell… I couldn't find them, even if I tried. They're too damn good."
Ayane chuckled but then arched back a little while groaning with closed eyes and her feet slowly shuffled. Her juices slowly spilled onto the floor one last time from the penetrating she took minutes ago.
Christie turned around and walked to the dresser, putting her knife away and running her hands through her hair in confusion. She raised her head and closed her eyes, talking to herself quietly after taking in all the new information.
After a couple minutes, she opened her eyes and looked at the mirror. She looked down at her phone and picked it up, getting her camera ready.
Meanwhile, she ripped her strap-on off her person and walked over to Ayane and stuck in between her bountiful chest. Ayane moaned a little while closing her eyes, tired of all that happened. She panted slowly as Christie took her baton off the bed to latch onto her waist and pointed the phone's camera at her captive.
"At least I'll walk away with something." She said and snapped a picture of the beaten and violated kunoichi.
Christie smiled at the photo, glad the whole time she spent infiltrating the village and making Ayane her plaything wasn't in vain. She took the key to Ayane's binds hanging around her neck off and put it on the dresser near the photo of the ninja girl trio.
"Well, this was fun but I must be going." Christie said walking to Ayane.
She knelt down at the tired butterfly kunoichi and studied her face. Seeing Ayane in the state she was in filled the assassin with some pride and took her toy out between Ayane's globes.
"I'll always remember this night… and I know you will, too. Just know I will find those girls, one way or another... I always get what I want." Christie said to the panting Ayane.
Christie grabbed Ayane's head and drew herself closer.
"If anyone happens to find you, the key to those cuffs are up there. You can keep 'em for your own kinky desires, you skank… Sweet dreams." The silver-haired Brit said and kissed Ayane one last time on the lips.
Ayane almost didn't feel it, but she was glad it was over. All she heard was Christie getting up and sliding the door to walk out and the door sliding again back into place, disappearing without a trace.
Ayane was left alone for a couple minutes, thankful the home invasion had finally ceased. The ambient sounds of the nighttime nature were all that she heard as a mixture of emotions welled up in her.
Embarrassed… defeated… violated… hurt… She felt a lot of things, and she tried to hold back the need to sob. She could only think of her mother as she tried to get some form of energy back.
While remaining still, she heard someone walking on her porch. She feared Christie had come back to finish her off after all.
"Oh no… If that's her… I'm done for…" She thought.
But what she got instead was a voice from someone she didn't know that well, but was still a relief to hear… and a little surprising, too.
"Miss Ayane?" The voice said.
Ayane's eyes suddenly opened.
"Shit! It's that kid Momiji and Master Ryu know!" Ayane panicked in her head.
"S… Sanji-kun, right?" Ayane replied.
"Yeah, it is. Is everything okay?" Sanji asked.
"I've been hearing some weird noises coming from here… Are you alright?"
Ayane's eyes widened a little.
"I can't let him see me like this! He's just a kid!" She thought.
"Oh, that… That… I was… trying to some new healing ninpo techniques! It was… private training!" She made up, hoping Sanji would buy it.
"Oh… okay." Sanji said.
"Do you have to be so loud, though?"
"Sorry! I didn't mean to make your nervous." Ayane said quickly.
"I just… get carried away with training sometimes."
"That's fine." Sanji replied. Ayane felt relieved Sanji fell for her lie.
"W-Why are you outside, anyway? You should be at home!" Ayane suddenly said, shifting her tone.
"Oh, well. Momiji and Miss Kasumi came by for dinner tonight. They wanted me to tell you they were stopping by soon." Sanji said.
"Is now a bad time?"
"No, no it's not! I could use a break. Just don't come in, okay? I… I don't feel comfortable looking like this, just tell them I need a few minutes to change." Ayane said.
"Sure! I'll go tell them now!' Sanji said.
"Sorry for disturbing you."
"It's fine, Sanji-kun… Thanks for stopping by." Ayane said.
"You're welcome, Miss Ayane! See you again tomorrow!" Sanji said.
Ayane heard his footsteps going down the stairs of her porch and jogging away. She sighed; thankful Sanji listened to her instructions. She did feel a little guilty, though.
"Damn… I shouldn't fool a kid like Sanji-kun." She said to herself.
"Especially a good one like him… I'll make it up to you someday, Sanji-kun." Ayane said as she leaned her head onto the bed's foot.
She thought about how much of a caring figure Momiji was to him, and sometimes saw them as a young mother and son, remembering Momiji's beaming face fill with happiness whenever she was with the youngster. Thinking that again made her earlier emotion stir up again and this time she couldn't hold them back.
Ayane closed her eyes and cried quietly, tears rolling down her face thinking of her own mother again. She felt ashamed if she could see her.
"Mother… I'm sorry." Ayane whispered as the tears slid off her chin, dropping onto the hardwood brown floor.
A few minutes later, outside Ayane's home
Momiji: Purifying Flame
Kasumi: Brilliant Lapis
Sanji walked Kasumi and Momiji close to their home and stopped in the middle of the road with them as the three of them continued their chat from Sanji's home during their dinner.
"Miss Ayane should be finished by now. I think we gave her enough time to change." Sanji said to the ninja girls.
"Thanks for dropping by, Momiji. It's been a while since we've seen you or Kasumi-san." He said respectfully.
Momiji crouched down and touched Sanji's shoulder and held a gentle smile.
"No problem. It was wonderful to see you again." Momiji said.
"I'm sorry I haven't been around as much. My life has gotten so busy working for Helena-sama…" She paused to turn her upper body around and stretched a hand out for Kasumi to hold. The redhead, with her own polite smile, took Momiji's hand and crouched to her wife and Sanji.
"But I've never been happier." Momiji said with a little affection looking at her beloved's beautiful face.
Kasumi nodded in agreement. Momiji let her hand go and turned back to Sanji.
"Traveling back and forth is worth it… but don't feel I'm neglecting you or this village. It's still my home. It's… still where sis lies…" She continued, stopping for a moment to hold the Eye of the Dragon hanging around her neck and looked at it with a tiny, saddened look remembering Kureha.
She recovered internally and looked at Sanji once again.
"It's still where I have to carry on what she did… to uphold my responsibilities for her sake… and Master Ryu. I'll never abandon you, Sanji-kun." Momiji finished with a look of determination.
Sanji nodded before asking. "Even when my training is finished?"
Momiji put her other hand on Sanji's head and her smile re-appeared.
"Well… I'll ease off when you're skilled enough, but you can always come to me when you need help, to spar or someone to talk to." Momiji said.
"Thanks, Momiji." Sanji said.
Momiji gently brought him in for a light hug. When she let him go, Kasumi extended her arms as permission for one, too. Sanji gave Kasumi a light hug, too.
"Keep her safe, please?" Sanji asked.
"I promise." Kasumi replied.
Sanji let Kasumi go and the ninja girls stood up.
"Now, head back home. You've got school tomorrow." Momiji said.
Sanji nodded and started running back home. He looked back and waved while running.
"See you soon, Momiji! Nice meeting you, Kasumi-san!" Sanji called out.
The girls waved back.
"Say "hi" to the other kids for me!" Momiji responded.
"It was nice meeting you, too, Sanji-kun!" Kasumi added.
They turned around to walk to their home and started talking.
"He's a nice boy… He seems to look up to you and Hayabusa a lot, Momi-chan." Kasumi said.
"Sanji-kun's a good one… I'm sure he'll grow up to be a fine member of the clan." Momiji said.
Kasumi giggled. "You two kind of act like brother and sister sometimes, though."
"It's been like that with the kids and me as long as I can remember… They see me like their big sister. They even call me "Big Sis" sometimes." Momiji admitted.
"That's pretty cute. I'm sure you've been a good role model for them." Kasumi replied.
"That'll be you soon, Kasu-chan… At least you're actually a big sister." Momiji joked.
"I'm sure I'll be a better one to them than you, dear." Kasumi teased back and winked.
Momiji slightly shoved Kasumi with her shoulder. Kasumi shoved back playfully as they walked up the stairs. Both girls giggled trying to prove who could be the better shrine maiden, if only to impress the kids.
When they approached the door, they heard Ayane's voice call out to them but noticed the inflection in her voice.
"Sister? Momiji-chan? Is that you?" Ayane said, sniffling a little.
That broke them out of their playful skirmish and prepped themselves to enter. Kasumi held her sword in its sheathe while Momiji held a kunai in her grip.
"Ayane-chan? Is everything okay?" Kasumi asked.
"Is Sanji-kun with you?" The butterfly asked in return.
"No. He went home." Momiji replied.
"…Help." Ayane cried.
The wedded ninja wives gasped and looked at each other. They didn't think Ayane was the kind to ever openly call out for help in any situation.
Momiji slid the door open and Kasumi entered first, unsheathing her blade. Momiji came in behind her, leaving both of them stunned in their places seeing Ayane's state.
"…Help me." The bruised butterfly pleaded.
Both girls put their weapons away and Momiji closed the door as Kasumi ran and kneeled in front of her sister, putting her hands on Ayane's shoulders.
"Ayane-chan! What happened?!" Kasumi asked. Momiji went behind Ayane and saw the handcuffs.
"…Christie…. She showed up." Ayane groaned, shaking her arms.
"How?! How did she…" The ginger stopped herself and looked over to Momiji, who looked back with the same horror before looking away, ashamed.
"The attack on Momi…" Kasumi figured out fast.
Momiji held a fist close to her chest and started blaming herself. Ayane snapped her out of her self-conscious state.
"Key… is on the dresser." She said softly.
Momiji looked over to the dresser and went to it, finding the key Christie left earlier.
Kasumi gripped Ayane's shoulders a little tighter and the sisters looked at each other.
"Ayane-chan… what did she do to you?" Kasumi asked a little sternly.
"What did she do? Why did she come here? And attack you?!" Kasumi kept asking, raising her voice. Ayane looked away, still ashamed with what happened.
"No need to yell at her, Kasu-chan." Momiji said calmly and went back to Ayane's hands.
"She needs us right now." The raven-haired girl added, unlocking her hands and went for the binds at the butterfly's ankles.
Kasumi took her hands off Ayane and fiddled with them, looking down and closed her eyes, feeling shameful herself she momentarily lost her cool.
"I'm sorry… I wasn't—"
"I'm not blaming you… Onee-chan…" Ayane said, bringing her arms forward feeling the soreness on her wrists from how long she was handcuffed. And placed her hands on her lap.
Kasumi touched Ayane's mouth gently and looked at the blood on her fingers. Her fists shook as they balled up.
"I'll never forgive her." She whispered.
"Don't worry…" Ayane said, getting Kasumi's attention.
"I never told her the truth… I lied to her." Ayane said, cracking a small smile, showing more blood.
"She tried to learn where you two went… but I didn't tell her. She's hunting for you, Onee-chan… and Momiji-chan, too." She added.
Kasumi nodded, then looked at Ayane's exposed chest with disgust.
"That woman… First Momi-chan, now you… She won't stop here, I know it." Kasumi said.
"We can't let anyone else know… It's bad enough Hayabusa is aware. If Hayate learns this, he might send the whole clan after her." The ninja princess said, seething a little.
Momiji wrapped her arms around Ayane's waist from behind and leaned her head on the back near Ayane's head.
"Don't think about her… She won't be foolish enough to strike here again. Not tonight." Momiji said soothingly to de-stress Ayane's body.
Kasumi closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew Momiji was right… Right now, Ayane needed her.
The redhead looked at Ayane one more time and put her hands gently on the lavender-haired girl's shoulders.
"Kasumi-chan … Mother… She'd be disappointed in me…" Ayane said, her voice breaking a little.
Kasumi shook her head and wrapped her arms around Ayane's neck with her eyes closed.
"No, she wouldn't… Mother has never been disappointed with you, sister." Kasumi said softly.
"It's Christie who did this… she's the one to blame."
Ayane rested her face on Kasumi's shoulder. She wanted to hug her sister back so badly, just to have someone to hold on to, but her arms were too sore being behind her to move around. Kasumi rubbed the back of Ayane's lower neck gently.
"You're safe, Ayane-chan… We're here for you." Kasumi said with the same soft voice.
Ayane quietly sobbed in Kasumi's garb-covered shoulder along with the blood from her face staining the ginger's clothed shoulder. Kasumi quietly shushed in Ayane's ear, continuing to give words of safety to the broken butterfly.
Epilogue
A few nights passed since the home invasion, but Ayane didn't feel any different from what happened. She had been with Kasumi and Momiji ever since, but there was one place her mind couldn't make her escape it from.
One night, Ayane found herself back in that same situation of Christie humping her from behind. She begged and begged for the assassin to stop, but she looked to the left and saw her mother, Ayame, watching from the side of the bed. Ayame had a saddened look on her face watching the display.
"Mother… Mother, help me!" Ayane pleaded.
But Ayame didn't move one bit. She kept her hands in her sleeves and watched with the same despondent look. Ayane could swear her mother didn't even blink as Christie was heard in the background grunting with all her might going in and out the lavender-haired girl.
"Please… help me!" Ayane cried.
"I don't… want to go through… the same thing… you did! Please… it hurts! She's hurting me!"
But the butterfly's words didn't get through. Instead, her mother blinked and turned to the right, walking away slowly before fading away,
"No!... Please! Please don't leave me!" Ayane cried out.
Ayame walked with her head lowered and eyes closed, disappearing before touching the wall, never looking back to see her daughter again.
"Mother! Mother, PLEASE! Ayane cried.
"MOTHERRRRRRRRR!"
Suddenly, she woke and sat up on the same bed, panting and sweating free of her bandana. She felt her arms were being held and looked around to see Kasumi and Momiji on both sides of her, each with worried looks. Ayane couldn't help but break down in front of them, making the married ninja couple hug her. Ayane put her face on their shoulders as the redhead and raven-haired girl put their hands on Ayane's back.
All three girls each wore a curtain camisole each, an outfit Kasumi loved using to sleep that she got Helena tailored to Ayane and Momiji to wear for themselves, each lightly shaded to fit their favorite colors. Kasumi and Momiji rubbed Ayane's exposed back after shaking her to wake up from her nightmare when they heard her yell in her sleep.
"Mother…" Ayane muttered in the embrace.
"I'm a failure!"
The other ninja girls shushed her softly, saying Kasumi and Ayane's mom wouldn't think harshly of the butterfly. Ayane refused to believe it, but the other ninja maidens knew their fellow shinobi was still coming off of her latest nightmare, scared senseless. It took a few, long minutes that felt longer to them, but eventually Ayane did calm down thanks to her sister and apprentice's saintly efforts.
It took a while, but they all eventually fell back to sleep, cuddling one another as Ayane laid between the wedded ninja wives, She felt safer in their arms, but Ayane was still visibly and mentally shaken from the ordeal. The ninja girls agreed they would stand beside each other to help Ayane battle the demons in her head, just like with Kasumi. But they knew the path to recovery for Ayane would a long, winding road for her to cope with the incident while adding more personal stakes between the Shinobi Task Force and the deadly British assassin Christie.