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[Isuke wasn't entirely lying when she said she was lonely without her roommate around. lonely? hardly. bored? definitely. aren't the two close enough to be somewhat synonymous? whatever.

she's not too worried about the mission at hand. what's the point of being here if she can't relax a little? blow off steam. mess with the other assassins. things like that. her opportunity to declare her intent to assassinate will come later, eventually, someday, yadda yadda. until then she'll stand back and let the other girls fail one by one until no one except Azuma is left to stand in her way.

she's already in the bath before Nio gets there, hair loosely floating around her in the water. Isuke leans back against the edge of the shallow pool with a relaxed sigh. having someone call her Mistress again is nice. too bad Haruki Sagae got expelled before she got to do anything really fun with the girl.]

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[ The party can start now, because Nio has walked in. She is here and she is ready to bathe. That's why she's wearing her bondage swimsuit, obviously! Because she's not just trying to be all cute and or annoying and or ??? ]

You didn't even wait for me? That's a mistress for you, I suppose.

[ She goes to the edge of the pool. Bath. Whatever. It might as well be a pool because she just jumped in. Splash. ]

Having the bath to ourselves is so niiiice, right?

[that stupid swimsuit she stg

ahem. right! wait no Isuke got splashed in the face when Nio jumped in. not cool, man.]

Mmmhm, but anyone else could walk in at any moment.

[so better take it... slowly. nice and slow until she gets bored and starts ripping Nio's arms off or something. Isuke stands up and moves through the water closer to Nio in all her nude naked nude beach glory, beckoning to the other girl with one manicured finger. here, dog.]

It's pretty exciting, when you think about it.

[ Nio stays still in the water for a few moments, nose barely above the surface to let her breathe while she looks at Isuke's body. God. It's not like she had no idea how stacked, packed and all that her classmate (mistress? that was what she was calling her right now right?) was... but still. The lewd uniform Isuke wears is nothing compared to her dripping, glistening, totally lovely... everything.

Maybe this'll be more than just some stupid fun after all. ]

Blub blub.

[ She actually popped her mouth out of the water to say that, before shooting Isuke a smirk and faux paddling over there. Doggy paddling, that is. ]

Didn't you only just call me the filthy little thing, Mistress?

Ohhh, I did...

[the doggy paddling is a nice touch, she'll give Nio that. same with the way how she's looking at Isuke's body. gurl, she knows she looks hot. why else would she wear her regular skimpy outfit besides filling the role as a fanservice character?

she puts a finger to her lip in mock thought, cradling Nio's cheek with her other hand and tilting her head up.]

Time for your bath, little puppy. [how fast can an assassin assassin if an assassin assassins assassingly? Isuke suddenly grabs a handful of Nio's hair, shoving her down into the warm water with a sharp laugh.]

Bluahfhga?!

[ If she weren't distracted by the sexy infront of her then Nio might have been able to dodge it. If she wasn't playing along then she'd be able to dodge it. If a million different things were different she might have dodged.

Maybe she totally could have. Maybe she just went along with it. Who can say? She can't - not with all the bubbling and gargling and inhaling bathwater she's doing while flailing around, grabbing at Isuke's arms and showing off some decent desperation for freedom.

It's... not... okay it's not working she'll tap on Isuke's wrist. A lot. Help. ]

[ha ha ha ha yes good. she tightens her grip on Nio's hair, holding her down for a couple more seconds before yanking her out of the water. drowning people is nice. it's clean, slow, and that subtle thrill of watching the bubbles stop coming up and twitching limbs still... ahh, too bad she didn't get to do that to Ichinose.

Nio's desperate struggling, though. ugh. best. Isuke lets out a pleased sigh and she absentmindedly pats the girl's head, holding her against her bare stomach just like how a loving owner would do to their dog.]

Tsk, you're already turning me on! [no subtleties] But what's the matter? You don't want me to bathe you?

[her fingers curl around Nio's hair, threatening to push her down under again.]

[ Cough cough splutter cough. She looks up, her chin pressing into Isuke's stomach and ugh this is really stupid but really fun. In a way. After all, it's not like she's out to kill Isuke. She's out to get Isuke to kill someone else.

Or something.

Annnnd then she notices the fingers in her hair getting tighter. No. Not again. ]

It's... not about what I want?

[ Nervous laugh is this how you serve someone like Isuke? ]

Good, good! You're exactly right, what you want doesn't matter at all. It's only about what your Mistress Isuke wants, okaaay?

[pet pet. yank. she pulls Nio by her hair over to the edge of the bath pool thing, shoving her against the wall none too gently.]

Now tell me why you decided to wear this.

[without waiting for a response she roughly gropes Nio's rear, dragging her hand up her back and pulling on the material of her swimsuit. seriously, it's a pain to remove wet swimsuits. is she supposed to cut it off??

oh wait that'd be pretty fun too.]

[ Hey hey hey no that comes dangerously close to breaking her happy go lucky everything is fine act. Not out of anger or anything, though, just out of a genuinely surprised squeal at the sudden roughness and following yanking.

Gdi Isuke this swimsuit doesn't come off that way! ]

I...! I thought it'd match the type of play we're doing. Don't you like it?

[ One eye closed in concentration, she's focusing on trying to ignore the pain and humiliation and more on trying to talk her way out of this before Isuke decides to haul her into the air or something. She's not exactly heavy, after all. ]

If you don't like it then I'll remove it for you, Mistress!

[hmmm let her think about it. let her think while she pulls harder and suddenly lets go, letting the swimsuit snap against Nio's skin.]

I'll remove it.

[there's a dangerous edge to her words. it'll be like an arts and crafts project, cutting up Nio's swimsuit while she's wearing it. let's see if Isuke's good enough to do it without breaking skin. after all she doesn't like blood or something yeah something about that mentioned in an episode.

watch out she's moving to step out of the bath now, hauling Nio along with her (by her hair not by her swimsuit u hentai).]

It'll be better for you if you don't move too much.

[ Having her awesome and stylish swimsuit let go is a relief, and the lessened humiliation makes this even easier to go along with, but really how much better is it to have her hair yanked and tugged until she comes along like a good little (insert degrading term here).

Aside from splashing and coughing and general noises of either real or posed panic, she doesn't speak or protest. Not even when her butt hits the floor on the way out of the bath. All that gets is a quiet 'ow' out of reflex. Ow. ]

Uh... Mistress? This swimsuit cost a lot, you know? I didn't even bring a towel with me either.

You're so dumb. Nobody in their right mind would exchange money for a tacky swimsuit like that.

[ohhhh yes it's gonna be so. goddamn. satisfying to cut it off. she lightly kicks Nio before going over to where the showers are to grab a knife conveniently lying by a shampoo bottle.

because. it's Black Class I guess. don't question it.

and here comes Isuke again, looming over. don't look up because she's planting a foot on Nio's cheek to pin her head against the wet floor. it's nothing really, Isuke's just savoring the satisfaction of stepping on her.]

No flinching~!

[whoosh. she throws the knife down and it lodges itself between two tiles, barely a hair's width away from Nio's ear.]

[ To put it simply, and blunty, in order to convey how little resistance she gives to the act itself? The events that happened first will be explained as quickly and in the most emphatic way available to modern day literature.

/is kicked.

There isn't even anything close to an attempt at escape or sitting up before Isuke's foot smooshes down on her face. Damn, Isuke, you've got soft but wet feet. And a painful step. From all the mocking, then the hair yanking, now this? Nio's head is really starting to hurt. How did Isuke's last slave even do it...? ]

Flinching from whooaaah, man, be careful!

[ She's got a stupid smile on her face - when doesn't she - but there's a more frantic look in her eyes than before. She defender herself against Genocider Jill that one time, and has probably done the same to many people by now, but there's one difference here. She's (basically/about to be) butt naked, pinned to the floor by a much taller girl's foot, and she's got a knife sticking into the ground besides her.

Hmm... maybe she could grab the knife and slice Isuke's leg to ribbons in a heartbeat. That's always an option. Or she could use her teeth to fight back. Or she could relax and enjoy it until she has to take more serious measures. Yeah. That's a better plan. Yeah.

Okay so we'll now resume our faux/vrai wriggling in resistance, with ample booty shaking to be ~enticing~ and stuff. Hopefully that knife won't find it's way to her cheeks - she really would not put it past Isuke by now - because that'd suck. A lot. ]

Mistress... my swimsuit really was expensive, and it's so tight and huggable that I really think I might be best taking it off myself...? Mistress?

[ Actual. Nervous. Laughter. The unexpected nature of it - since it wasn't planned in the slightest - catches her off guard in a big (ish) way. Eyes widen, her throat tightens, she winds up swallowing loudly. Three signs that she's sure Isuke picked up on. She's starting to get genuinely concerned here. ]

[even someone without overestimated assassin instincts slash reflexes like Isuke's could've picked up on those signals. is there a such thing as an audible smirk? ah, wait, that'd probably just be a chuckle.

she crouches to pluck the knife out of the floor, foot still firmly pressed against Nio's face.]

I give you permission to beg. ♥

[yes that was a verbal heart deal with it. except no it wasn't a verbal heart. that was an audible smirk... or something.

enjoy the brief view as Isuke not-so-gently nudges Nio onto her back and steps directly over her, playfully dangling the knife at her face before straddling her stomach. well. at least Nio doesn't have a foot squishing her face anymore. just little things to be grateful for, and a testament to how generous and kind Isuke can be.

truth be told, Isuke had been getting a little impatient with how things were proceeding. how many students had failed in their assassinations attempts so far? not nearly enough. and why hadn't anyone taken care of Ichinose's stupid guard dog yet? questions, questions, so many questions, so little time and so much steam to blow off.

and Nio's just one of many annoyances. why does she seem to know so much more than anyone else in the class? huh? huh? it makes Isuke wanna hurl.

but there will be no hurling because this isn't a vomit thread oh my god don't be gross.]

I just love that exciting feeling of unwrapping presents. Don't you? [she leans over, hair dripping water; one hand clamps down on Nio's neck to pin her against the floor, while the other hand (the one wielding the knife) gently traces the blade along her cheek.] It's just so much fun to find out what's hidden underneath all that wrapping.

[a small headtilt. she smiles down at Nio, pressing the flat edge of the knife against the corner of her mouth.] Oh... do you have scars you don't want me to see? That's cute. Maybe I can give you some new ones— a signature from your Mistress. ♥

[there it is again. that verbal heart.]

Edited (i forgot what things where what????) 2014-05-24 04:31 (UTC)

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and suddenly turtle made this a wedgie fetish thread i see how lewd

whoa yo no??????

pervert

no that's you????

well yeah but way to spring your wedgie fetish on me??? lmfao?? also long tag

YOU DID THAT TO ME ONCE BEFORE