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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 16, 2015 23:36:37 GMT -5
Ohkara's recovery and landing impressed Ethan as the young lady managed to tumble to the ground and then back up to her feet in an acrobatic display that rivaled some of the boy's own moves. She wasted little time after getting back to her feet, taking just enough to see that he was still standing there and then bolted back towards him. Ethan took his hand away from his side the moment she was in motion and brought his arms back up into a defensive posture about his head in preparation for another exchange which he fully expected to be either more punches or kicks. What the shirtless teen wasn't expecting though was that the yellow umbrella the young lady had managed to keep with her through the tumble, would in another moment be used as a weapon. Indeed, as she closed and drew the makeshift sword, Ethan was left wondering what she was thinking, to swat at him with the tool would only result in it's destruction as he could very easily block it with his forearm. What he did not take into account though was that while the umbrella would almost certainly buckle under the sheering load of a swipe, it was much stringer when faced with a compression load as seen in a lunge and lunge she did. 'Oh shit!...' the boy thought at the last moment as he realized too late what Ohkara's intention was.
"Uuuuuugh!..." Air and spittle flew from Ethan's mouth as the young lady's umbrella plunged deep into the teen's stomach. Droplets of water flew of his back as his body shuddered, his lungs completely emptying and the cocky smile melted away, replaced by a visage of blank confusion and pain. Hunching forward, the boy struggled not to collapse right then and there, she'd caught him again with his midsection loose, his inexperience dealing with weapons had led him to expect the wrong attack and so he'd been completely unprepared. Standing there shivering, drool leaking out of his mouth, Ethan doubted that tightening his abs would have helped much anyway, an instant before she struck, the boy saw Ohkara's aura flare up around her, she'd put quite a bit of strength into the attack and now was justly rewarded. Ethan didn't know what to do, this was the kind of strike his older brother had used to end him in their sparring matches without fail and in truth, such a powerful blow to his midsection made Ethan want to give up, as if the fight had been knocked out of him, but at the same time he was having too much fun to give up now. No, he'd press on and if he got his butt kicked by this young lady, so what, it was all in good fun. For the moment though he was still stunned by the powerful stroke to his guts, and continued to stand there, barely, mouth agape and trying not to fold completely over the umbrella that was still lodged in his stomach.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 17, 2015 20:37:44 GMT -5
While Ohkara had expected that Ethan would react swiftly and dodge her attack, what she got was something quite the opposite. Her umbrella connected with his stomach, diving even deeper forward than her previous punch. It seemed that her speed and precision was too much for the teen, and he'd be caught of guard. An explosion of spit and air escaped his mouth, and the girl was lucky to duck under it. Maybe she'd gone overboard with her attack... Just a little bit...
She watched him for a split-second, as he stood there paralyzed with pain and surprise. A pitied smile replaced her cocky one and she pulled the umbrella tip away from him as she took a step backwards. A gentle hand touched the boy's cheek and with as much genuine kindness as she could muster, she said, "Sorry about that!" followed by a cute wink.
Then, she would jump back from him and retake her stance, twirling the yellow umbrella around her hand and wrist artfully before replacing it in her belt above her right thigh. She had succeeded in wiping the smile off his face, and even in the condition she left him, she felt somewhat prideful. "It's what you get for teasing!" she thought playfully, but dared not say it. There was still a fight left, if Ethan was willing to continue, that is.
"I hope I didn't hit you too hard! I mean, I was holding back an awful lot," she teased him for a change, hoping to make him actually want to fight her. "You know, you wouldn't hurt so bad if you actually fought me! You shouldn't be such a scaredy-cat! I'm not that good!" Now, Ohkara was becoming the cocky one. She playful bounced around as she spoke, trying her best to taunt him into actually attack her. So what if she wasn't the best at smack-talk, it sure was cute to watch her try.
However, behind her display of cuteness, she was carefully watching him, making sure that she wasn't going to get ambushed. He might not have been on the path of attack, but in a fight you never really knew what would happen next. Had Ethan paid a little more attention to Ohkara's action, he might not have been so surprised by her speedy jab. "All it took was one split-second to decide a fight," that was what her father had taught her.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 17, 2015 21:38:43 GMT -5
Ethan continued to stand there on the beach, rain still misting down on his opponent and him, skin glistening as he shivered, not from cold but rather as his nerves fired randomly. Ohkara's umbrella remained buried in his midsection for what felt like an eternity as she inspected her handiwork. The boy was left breathless and stunned and were she the sadistic type, she could have continued. Thankfully though she wasn't and after that eternity she pulled her weapon out of the blue haired teen's stomach and gently patted his cheek, apologizing for having completely wrecked him with a single blow. Ethan couldn't reply just yet, he simply stood there, taking short, labored breaths now, blankly staring ahead of him as he slowly got over the shock. He knew now he was holding too much back, if he was fighting with his full potential that blow, while painful, wouldn't have been this devastating. But it was a careful balance he had to maintain, he couldn't use too much power else he could bring unwanted attention their way. He'd have to continue the match as he was, utilizing as little energy as possible, and although it likely meant Ohkara's strikes were going to be as painful as the last, especially considering his new soft spot, he'd just have to deal with it.
In the time he was recovering, Ohkara had backed off and put her makeshift sword back into her belt and then continued to speak. She teased him of all things, and her words served their purpose, relighting the fire in his belly sort of speak, the one right next to the debilitating ache. Slowly, Ethan straitened himself up and his left hand made it half way to his stomach before he stopped himself. The action had been a weak one, he'd wanted to cradle his aching middle but the young lady's taunt sparked the boy's own pride and he wouldn't give her the satisfaction of watching him do that. Indeed he'd dare her to force him, well, maybe not dare, he knew his abs were trashed but didn't want to advertise it. Instead Ethan finished straitening himself up, breathing a bit more deeply and raised his arms back into his high, defensive posture.
"Nnn.... Nothing to be sorry about..." he panted, still not a hundred percent in the breathing department. "Doesn't hurt at... all really... Next time give it your all or go home. Heh." the boy added, bringing back his cheeky grin, although now his face was flushed and didn't have that high energy exuberance of earlier. Bouncing a little himself, Ethan advanced on Ohkara this time. She'd proved she could hurt him so he could get a little more rough, although he doubted that little bit he was allotting himself would do much to change the course of things to come. He'd told her to give it her all and she'd nearly flattened him while holding back. Still, he was enjoying the bout, odd since he was the one getting his giblets rearranged, but still fun just the same. Closing to within striking distance, the blue haired teen initiated the second round with a quick left handed jap up high to force Ohkara's guard up and then intended to quickly drop down into a spinning leg sweep to take her legs out from under her, throwing his right in an equally fast hook for her left side.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 18, 2015 18:03:45 GMT -5
It seemed her taunts had served their purpose, as Ethan straightening up. Though it took him a second, and it almost looked like he pondered rubbing his stomach. None the less, the teen took his stance again, and even spouted some of his own smack-talk; however this time Ohkara would be sure to make him back up what he said. "Nnn.... Nothing to be sorry about..." he stuttered, in obvious denial of the pain he was really in, "Doesn't hurt at... all really... Next time give it your all or go home. Heh."
Ohkara's eyes lit up in a fire as that cocky smile returned to him; she had thought she'd gotten rid of it. "Doesn't hurt at all, huh? Give it my all or go home?" Her stared at him, obviously even more annoyed than ever before. Who was he to lie about her attacks? She knew how strong that last hit had been, and yet here he was lying to her face, telling her it was no big deal. For some reason, it made her so angry.
"You must be a masochist, because you're just asking for pain!" She roared, ready to pounce. However she did not need too. Surprisingly this time Ethan rushed her. A smirk ran across her lips as her right hand took the handle of her umbrella. Maybe he really was a masochist; even after that beating, here he was, begging for more pain. Her angry faded to humor; what a piece of work he was. Realizing there was no real reason to hurt him any more, she took a deep breath; she'd have finish this fight with her next strike, before Ethan really did get hurt.
As he neared her his left fist shot high, but the girl was ready to counter. Whipping up hard on the umbrella, she 'unsheathed' it with the speed and precision to perfectly block Ethan's fist. To his surprise, he would find the wood to be study enough to withstand his strike as it would bend, then snap back. His foot struck low in an attempt to sweep-kick, but he was no match for Okhara as she easily bounded over his attack. A second hasty fist was flung at her side, but again it was no match. Her umbrella leap back into action as it too would meet the blow, withstanding the pressure as it bent instead of cracking and hopefully rebounding his fist away for the second time.
There was still humor in her eyes as she would try to match his gaze. She silently wondered exactly what was going through his mind. He knew that he was going to be beaten; there was no doubt to her about that. What exactly was he trying to prove? However the thought quickly faded, and Ohkara took Ethan's invitation to finish this. The bright yellow umbrella was once again put into action. The tip moved quickly to deliver a harsh slap to the backs' of Ethan's hands, like a mother scolding a child. Connecting with his hands or not, Ohkara would then whip the tip at the blue-haired boy's neck, she was going for the kill.
However, killing was not its intention. Slowing in an instant and hastily coming to a stop, it would press into Ethan's neck, just enough for Ohkara to prove she had won this fight. Stepping forwards to him, she would press her left hand to his cheek once again, pressing the umbrella a little tighter to his neck, "Its over," She told him, looking through him with her bright yellow eyes, "I don't know what you wanted to prove, but sometimes you have to admit you've been defeated."
Smiling, her hand would lightly slap his cheek, her index finger lingering before would slide down his cheek, chin, and chest, flicking off it as Ohkara stepped back, removing the umbrella from his throat. With a gentle smile on her face, she would take a few more steps back and re-sheath her weapon, "We wouldn't want to mess up such a work of art anyway," She said with a wink, a light red returning to her cheeks. Admit it or not, this fight was over. Ohkara was done with games and ready to get to business, "Can we get to the real reason for this meeting now?"
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 18, 2015 18:59:59 GMT -5
Just before he launched his offensive, Ohkara noted that he must be a masochist for wanted to continue their bout after the blows he'd taken, Ethan's smirk remained and as he launched into motion he retorted with a cheeky "Maybe I am." His attack though didn't exactly go as planned, in fact quite the opposite, everything that could possibly have gone wrong did. First the young lady managed to draw her umbrella once again and knock Ethan's opening punch out wide. That was ok though, the punch was really just a distraction for the leg sweep and second punch. Unfortunately the boy was holding so much back and the ache in his midsection was further slowing his actions that Ohkara seemingly effortlessly at that, hopped right over his sweep and knocked the second punch aside. Now standing there bow legged with his arms cast out in opposite directions, the blue haired teen got the fright of his life when she lunged back at him and brought her makeshift sword right to his throat.
He gulped hard, not believing how this fight was going, nor how skillfully the young lady was trouncing him. Still, is scary as it was Ethan was having a blast, he was pushing himself with this test, had taken a blow that once might have knocked him unconscious and now was strangely invigorated by the situation he found himself in. He stood there breathing hard, a shocked expression slowly melting away as she caressed his cheek and told him he should admit defeat. His smirk started to peek out a little again as her finger trailed down his chest, oh yes, he was loving this now, his young body felt so alive he hardly felt the pain in his stomach any more, which oddly seemed to disappoint him. This game of theirs was getting interesting, the feeling of defeat he was suffering, the vulnerable position and that ache and breathlessness that had cause it all. He wanted to continue, to push it further, but she was backing away now, taking her weapon from his neck. Perhaps if he pushed, showed her he wasn't completely helpless their game might continue. Surely utilizing just a little of his pent up energy wouldn't hurt, right?
"Heh... Heh... Defeated?" the boy panted, his arms still out wide, but lowering slowly. "Nah, was just showing you my soft spot, but thanks for letting me go." Ethan teased, his smirk returning yet again. "As for business, this is exactly why we are here, so I can see just what you can do." the shirtless teen continued and started toward Ohkara. However as he made his second step the boy seemed to stumble, falling forward and putting his arms out to catch himself. To Ohkara it would hopefully look like he'd simply tripped from exhaustion, but the fall was a setup for a maneuver he'd used once before against a faster opponent and so as he fell and his hands approached the sand, the boy let a pulse of his energy escape down his arm and released a blast from his Shaka technique explode into the ground. The blast would throw a sizable quantity of sand into the air as well as launch Ethan skyward. The intend was for the explosion and eruption of sand to so completely distract his opponent that when the boy landed behind her she would be completely unaware. Arcing up and over Ethan would land just behind Ohkara and immediately jump into a spinning kick that would hopefully land into her right side.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 18, 2015 22:46:05 GMT -5
"Heh... Heh... Defeated?" Ethan huffed, his arms slowly lowering to his side, "Nah, was just showing you my soft spot, but thanks for letting me go. As for business, this is exactly why we are here, so I can see just what you can do."
Again, Ohkara was stuck, staring at him with disbelief. Here he was again, mind set on continuing when she had just bested him. She couldn't believe why someone would want to go through an experience like this. That's when she caught a glimpse of it. His smirk. This time it wasn't the same cocky smile that had been plastered on his face earlier. This time Ohkara could see something there that hadn't been. Ethan was enjoying himself.
Her bottom lip quivered as she watched him take a step towards her. She felt so weird, the way the boy acted made her skin tingle. She secretly loved the fact he wouldn't back down from a fight, and if it was a beating he wanted, she would be more than happy to give him one. However, as he took yet another step, he seemed to fall, and for a second, the idea of kicking Ethan's ass vanished. He really was finished...
But that was not the case at all. As the boy neared the ground, the sand around him exploded outwards, showering the unsuspecting Ohkara in the dust. She quickly closed her eyes and tried to shield her face with her arm, but she could not react in time; she had been distracted and it had cost her. Had she been paying attention she might have been able to open her umbrella and avoid the dust complete, however this was not the case.
As the dust entered her mouth and eyes, she began to choke violently. Her sight non-existent, she was left completely open to the blue-haired teen's next move. Hearing him land behind her, she twisted, but only in time to receive a kick to the stomach. Her eyes shot open as she doubled over with pain, an expulsion of air and spittle escaping her mouth. Falling backwards, she stared up at his silhouette, sand still in her eyes, labored breath as she tried to catch it.
Now she was furious. He had got in a cheap shot, and taken advantage of her. It would be the last time she'd let that happen. Anger bubbled inside her stomach as she rose to her feet, spitting a glob of mud into the sand between them. Her eyes burned with anger, the bright yellow more visible than ever surrounded by bloodshot. Her toxic-green aura burst out, accenting her anger by the speed in which is cycloned around her body. A hand rose to the air, wiping her face of some sand, "You are going to regret that cheap shot, Ethan." she told him, her tone flat, almost emotionless.
As her power level exploded back up to thirty-thousand, her ki rotating around her and kicking dust up into the air. Her left hand reached for the handle of her umbrella, and with all her speed, she would rush towards Ethan. Her umbrella would lunge hard for the boy's stomach once again. If it connected, she would follow up with a spinning kick with her right foot. Hopefully that would send him flying with enough time left over to catch her umbrella and close it back up, but she would not stop there. Taking her free hand, she pointed at Ethan with her index and middle fingers. In a flash of green light, she would fire a blast from her fingertips. The attack was her Finger Shot; an attack that was set to explode if it hit something. Despite the rage and violent nature of the attack, it was not meant to kill, it was meant to hurt. A lot.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 19, 2015 18:33:30 GMT -5
Things seemed to be going swimmingly as Ethan propelled himself into the air, his blast temporarily blinding Ohkara while he landed. His trick was going off without a hitch, at least until she turned and took the kick he was slinging out in the stomach instead of the side. It wasn't a major hiccup but the boy would have preferred to hit a target that would sting a little more. It didn't make much of a difference though as the impact had the desired effect, he's managed to majorly piss the young lady off and that's exactly what he wanted. At least now she knew the type of pain she'd put him in with the first two exchanges and perhaps that would be incentive to dish out more.
Her display of power as she picked herself up was impressive and Ethan by now was sufficiently aware of her capabilities to make sure she would be involved in any combat missions, now though they were continuing just for the fun of it and boy was he having fun. The look in his eyes as she drew out her umbrella again was almost hungry, which was just as surprising to him, Ethan couldn't believe how much he actually wanted to get creamed by her. So much so was his desire now that as she charged him, and while he could have dodged, he simply widened his guard and accepted what was about to happen.
"Oooooghhhh!!!...." another explosion of breath and saliva from his mouth and Ethan doubled right over Ohkara's weapon. His stomach was no match for it and he could sware the tip of the umbrella had pushed all the way to his backbone. 'Holy crap that's hard...' he though to himself in the moment he was allowed to enjoy the situation. What he didn't expect though was the kick across the face and that where things started to go not quite as he'd hoped. While the boy was content to let his opponent dominate him with gut abuse, he didn't exactly enjoy the feeling of his face being smashed. Indeed, there was even blood, the inside of his cheek cut up from being trapped between his teeth and the striking leg. His head snapped to the side and although the blow wasn't exactly vertical, there was sufficient force to launch Ethan across the beach, tumbling end over end. That wasn't the end of the exchange however and before the boy could think, there was a green flash of light and a sudden intense stinging all over his chest and upper stomach. He beam had struck and exploded, snatching the boy out of the air and blasting him back first into the sand.
"Rrrrrrr.... that.... hurt...." the shirtless boy groaned ad he laid o the beach, arms cast out to either side and his chest feeling like Ohkara had taken a belt sander to it. The only blood though was what was tricking out of the side of his mouth thankfully, his chest though was beet red from absorbing the power of the blast. Ethan didn't know if he should get back up or not, he was starting to feel sick from the repeated, uncontested impacts to his middle but he was also having a blast so it was worth it. Nothing was broken yet so he could get up, but what would that bring he wondered. Deciding to stay down for the moment to see what Ohkara would do, the boy remained flat on his back and breathed heavily, trying to recover a little from the beating.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 19, 2015 23:03:03 GMT -5
To no surprise, Ohkara's hits connected and served their purpose: the first hit doubling Ethan over, the second sending him flying, and the third, well that was the finale to finish it off. In a beautiful explosion of green light, the boy vanished from her sight for a second, and that split-second was just what Ohkara needed to calm down. Taking a deep breath, and closing her reddened eyes, she was able to collect herself, and reopen them just in time to see the blue-haired teen once again.
He was laying, sprawled out and panting, in the sand, his skin reddened. Ohkara smiled as she started over for him, using her ability to fly to levitate her bare feet just barely off the ground. As she neared him, she noted a slight trickle of blood coming from his mouth. Shaking her head slightly, she was secretly thankful that was the worst of the damage. Touching down on the sand between his legs, she'd kick one over if she had to, and place her left foot on the boy's groin, applying just enough pressure to make things uncomfortable and hopefully keep him in one spot. Though she had calmed down, she was still angry about such a cheap attack. She had warned him.
Her left hand pointed her umbrella at his face, perhaps overkill in the situation, but she didn't trust him at this point. He had already proven how tricky he could be once. "What was that saying? Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me." Even then, maybe she was just trying to prove she could be just as good as him, or even better. It was hard for her to say...
Her right arm rose, in and attempt to rub the sleeve of her jacket over her sandy eyes. She was still covered in sand; there was sand in her hair, there was sand in her ears, and there was sand in her clothes. The exact reason she'd taken her shoes off was to avoid this. Suddenly she felt so ridiculous. If she saw herself acting this way, looking this way, she wouldn't believe it. And she knew it, pointing her blame at Ethan. He brought something out in her that she had never seen before, something that left her wondering, "Is this was having a rival is like?"
"I want an apology," She demanded, applying just a little bit more pressure under her foot, "That was no fair and you know it!" However her tone could not match the one she hoped, her humor shining through. Putting a hand to her mouth, she made an attempt to hide her smile and not crack up. She still had an image to maintain, though she was sure that had gone out the window already. Even so, her foot would remain firm, and her umbrella pointed threateningly, "How does it make you feel when someone uses a cheap tactic on you?"
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 19, 2015 23:53:17 GMT -5
Laying in the sand with his guts aching like he'd been run over by a truck, which considering the powers involved wasn't far off, Ethan continued to pant in a blissful daze. Being so young he didn't understand what was happening to him hormonally but his body did, this was a psychologically shaping moment, one that would form the more mature aspect of Ethan's personality and tastes for the future. Here he was discovering that he wasn't only enjoying the fight because it was pushing him physically, he was enjoying it on a whole other level because he was being dominated. First the visceral domination of having his guts pulverized and as a result losing what strength he had, and second, the psychological domination of being in a vulnerable position, at the mercy of his opponent. Yes, this was a step towards manhood for the boy and he was finding out that he quite liked the discomfort he was in, he was indeed what Ohkara has conjectured, a masochist.
Ethan's eye were only half open when the young lady approached, he felt her kick his legs further apart and that brought him back to the here and now. 'What? Why is she doing... Oh god!' Ethan though and quickly raised his head just as she lowered her foot onto his groin, applying another form of pain to his near defeated body. A strangled moan escaped his lips as he locked his gaze of Ohkara's, cringing as his nethers were squeezed under her foot. He didn't move to dislodge her though, his arms remaining spread out, his whole body vulnerable as he gaze up the length of her carefully positioned umbrella.
'Apology? Really? She's the one kicking my..... Ohgod ohgod ohgod....." the boy's thoughts scrambled as Ohkara applied more pressure to his groin and he could no longer keep his head up to meet her gaze. Strangely this too was driving the teen wild, or perhaps no so strangely as he was now beginning to understand. His sleek, powerful body was now beaten and helpless and yet still she was abusing him in another of his most vulnerable places.
'Oh man, this is unreal.' Ethan thought, getting enough of a handle on himself to think semi strait. His breathing was ragged and were he not soaked by the rain, he'd be soaked in sweat. There was so much pressure now and not just from her foot, he had to find a release. Maybe a little more teasing? Two or three more strikes with that umbrella of hers would probably put him out, but did he really want to be knocked out that bad? It would be less embarrassing then her figuring out what that extra pressure was and that would happen sooner or later being she wasn't wearing shoes and could likely feel all of his man bits through his pants. What's the worst she could do to him?
"Cheap?...." Ethan panted, lifting his head again, a grimace plastered on across his handsome features. "If you wanted cheap.... I would have gro.... groped you... heh... heh..." Ok, in hind sight, perhaps it was a little much, but it was already said, Ethan couldn't un-say it.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 20, 2015 20:30:11 GMT -5
"Cheap?" he asked, raising his head to meet her gaze, "If you wanted cheap.... I would have gro.... groped you... heh... heh..." There was no doubt he was in a nice amount of pain, and sooner or later it would have to end for him. Though she hoped that he was the kind of guy that could back out if things got too bad, she knew otherwise. He seemed to really be enjoying himself; her assumption obviously correct, he was a masochist. This was her first encounter with someone that liked pain, and it was exciting. The way he reacted was thrilling, like an animal. Suddenly she caught herself thinking, "If only he was a few years older..." once again.
Tilting forward on her left foot and his groin, she lowered the umbrella and pressed the tip to his chest. Her gaze shifted from his face to the umbrella as she slowly slid the tip down his body, "Is that was you want, Ethan?" She asked, her free hand still covering her mouth, her tone amused, still fighting back giggles, "To grope me?" The tip of the umbrella stopped at his waistband, and her gaze rose to his face once more, and he might notice a light pink to her cheeks. Raising her brow, she looked him up and down once, "Are you some kind of pervert, Ethan?"
Honestly she was teasing him pretty badly, but she only seemed to be enjoying it. She'd never seen anyone react in quite the same way as him, and she couldn't help it. He was a piece of art and she wanted to admire him for just a little while longer, and maybe, just maybe, wring the fight out of him, however doubtful that might truly be. She knew he had plenty more to go around.
The tip of the umbrella flicked hard to the right, flowing off his waist. Quickly doubling back, it would snap against the teens side, making an loud, appropriate noise. "I don't take kindly to perverts, Ethan..." she told him, flicking his name off her tongue. Moving the umbrella back up his side, it gently skidded across his waistline to the other side, replicating the snap. Then, once again, the tip would travel back up his side to his waistline and stop in the center. Carefully watching his face the whole time, Ohkara waited to see how the teen would react, hiding her mouth as she bit her lower lip with excitement.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 21, 2015 19:48:27 GMT -5
Laying in the sand while still having his nether bits stepped on, Ethan continued to grimace as Ohkara stared down at his helpless form and in truth, despite the uncomfortable pressure on his jewels, he was content to stay like that, that is until she started to lean forward and the pressure cranked up what had to be ten hold. "Ohhh... shhhhiiiii...." the boy gasped and dropped his head back into the sand, his muscles twitching from the intensity of what was happening to him. He even tried to lift his legs and cover himself but Ohkara was already positioned, the boy couldn't fight back now and so after just a moment they dropped back into the sand as well. It had to be completely obvious by now to her that he was getting excited by the mistreatment, her foot bare food could not have missed the swelling beneath it. Ethan managed to glance one more time at her face before he had to shut his eyes in a fit of pain induced muscular tensing but what he saw seemed out of place with someone who was angry at him, she'd covered her mouth. Why? Unless she was hiding something. A sadistic smile perhaps? Was she enjoying the situation as much as he? Who knows, all that mattered now was that one of the most sensitive part of his anatomy was being brutalized and he was helpless to stop it.
He felt the tip of her umbrella touch his chest and then slowly slide down the center, along his stomach, bouncing as it passed over the indentation of his navel and finally coming to rest an inch lower just at the top of his pants. The sensation drove him nuts, she was definitely teasing him, had to be, there was simply no other explanation now. Another moan escaped his lips just before she spoke, asking if his intention was to grope her after all. Of course it wasn't, had it been he would have, but Ethan thought too much of her to do that even if he had wanted to.
"Rrrr, no ma'am...." Ethan responded, his voice shaky from the pressure on his groin. Then she continued, asking if he was perverted. Well he certainly could lie to her, not with the proof of his kinkiness right under her foot. Still, he wasn't going to just out right admit it either that he was getting off on what was happening to him.
"Rrrr... maybe ma'ma..." the boy answered, his eyes still squeezed shut, muscles taught and body shivering. After another moment he felt the umbrella tip slide off of his stomach and an instant later, whack into one of his obliques. The impact drew a quick gasp from the teen as he laid there and listened to her tease him some more and then whacked him in the other side, inducing a second gasp. Her weapon once again glided to the lowest point of his exposed stomach and rested there. Ethan didn't know what do to any more, he didn't dare move to dislodge her, nor, again given the intense discomfort, did he want to. He wasn't in any real danger and his mistreatment of his body, this complete domination was something he could never have dreamed of and he fond himself craving more of this visceral abuse. Wondering just what Ohkara had in mind now that she knew what was going on, she had to know by now, Ethan mustered another breath for a further reply.
"Rrrrr... sorry ma'am... I am... what I am..."
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 21, 2015 22:46:07 GMT -5
"Rrrr, no ma'am..."
"Rrrr... maybe ma'ma..."
"Rrrrr... sorry ma'am... I am... what I am..."
Each time the teen said it, her bite on her lip hardened. Normally it drove her crazy to be called ma'am, it made her feel so old, but when he said it... When the word left his lips, it sent shivers down her spine. It was so unreal how he was affecting her. She'd never felt like this before, and it made her want to hit him even more. Her hand dropped to reveal her canine tooth nearly piercing her bottom lip, and a bright red blush. It was pretty obvious she was enjoying feeling him squirm under her foot, "That's a good boy..." she praised him, her face darkening a shade of pink.
Suddenly Ohkara would smile, sliding her foot off of him, her big toe pressing lightly against his pants. Re-positioning her footing quickly, she slid the tip of the umbrella down, following the same trail her toe had, but moving back up instead of flicking off. She watched him intensely her tongue slowing sliding around her lips, "Is this what you want, Ethan?" She asked him, her tone seductive. Upon his response she would giggle playfully, then her smile would twist. The umbrella would point hard at his abs, jabbing quickly at his stomach once again. However, this time her power level would be dialed back at about ten-thousand. She didn't want him passing out just yet.
As her umbrella dove into the boy's stomach she would jump upwards, using the momentum she propelled off the umbrella, but just enough to kick her right foot under her and quickly kick his chest downward; she aimed keep him breathless for a moment longer. Grabbing the umbrella with her left hand from behind her, she flicked the tip flicked off his stomach, only to double back and stop right before connecting with his groin, and deliver a light and playful tap instead. Squatting down on his chest, she would look him in the face, bending to get as close to him as possible, "You are something else, you know that?" She asked, once again watching to see what he would do, if anything.
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Post by Ethan Snow on Aug 22, 2015 0:11:31 GMT -5
After responding to Ohkara's statement, Ethan remained flat on his back, taking short breaths as the young woman admired his fallen form. He heard Ohkara speak, telling him that he was a good boy, though the meaning could have definitely been more akin to him being a pet rather then referring to his age, either way it was some fun trash talk. After a few moments more the pressure on his nether region lessened mercifully as she took her weight off of his groin, though the teasing did not stop as no sooner then did her foot release his suffering manhood then did her umbrella resume it's downward motion. For a brief moment Ethan panicked, thinking she might use the weapon on him down there but that thought quickly translated into yet more excitement, he was well and truly helpless and the sensation of the dangerous, blunt instrument sliding over his sensitive bits was yet enough invigorating stimulus. Then it moved back up, stopping once more at the lowest part of his exposed midsection, a good inch or so below his navel and once again she spoke, asking if this was what he wanted. Ethan knew at that moment exactly what she meant and without hesitation he responded, though by the time the words were coming out, Ohkara's arm was already in motion.
"Mmmm... Yes ma'.... Oooooooooohhhhhh!....my... gggggg..." the shirtless teen gagged as the umbrella plunged easily into Ethan's lower gut with the young lady's full weight behind it, as she had used the thrust to lift herself up and given his already excited state and the particular organs located in that area of the abdomen, Ethan was sent into a shivering fit. He felt like he was going to explode as waves of indescribable pain and other sensations wracked his body. Then Ohkara came down hard on his chest, blasting all of the air out of his lungs once again. Ethan's eyes shot open with a desperate look of pain and confusion and despite her weight settling on his chest he managed to pull in tiny gasps of air that were immediately used to choke the words 'Oh man' over and over. The pressure he'd been feeling was coming to a head and when she brought her umbrella down again, lightly whacking his already tortured groin, Ethan felt for sure he was going to blow a gasket or something. His body convulsed from the impact and his 'Oh man' at that moment went from a choked whisper to a full fledged shout. The boy didn't know what was happening, she'd done something completely new to him and all he could do was look pleadingly up at her in utter confusion as the pressure within screamed for a release of some kind.
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Post by Ohkara Minamaru on Aug 22, 2015 1:06:23 GMT -5
"Mmmm... Yes ma'.... Oooooooooohhhhhh!....my... gggggg..."
Okhara grinned at the reaction she got, this is exactly what the teen wanted from her, whether he knew it or not. She could see that she was driving him crazy. And as her second attack was successful in it's purpose Ethan began to sputter the words "Oh man" over and over. Unable to help herself Ohkara let out a small giggle; she'd never been able to set someone off like this before. She wondered exactly how far she could push him and what would happen. And it only took her a second to reach her decision.
As her umbrella gently tapped him, his huff turned to a shout, "OH MAN!" and the young lady let out a much louder giggle. It was pretty obvious what was happening to the young boy; he was blossoming into a man and Ohkara was more than pleased that she was the reason behind it. He was wrapped around her finger. She felt powerful. She was excited. The whole thing just seemed so unreal to her. She no longer even knew why she was doing this anymore.
Straightening her knees, and arching her back, Ohkara jumped off his chest, sending herself into an airborne backflip. Her right hand flung back above her head, as she took off into the air, her umbrella lifting with her just in time for her to start rotating and drag the tip up the center of his abs. As soon as the tip flicked off him, her fingers gently touched his inner thigh, stroking upwards as she completed her spin, and flicking off just as the umbrella had. Landing gracefully with her back to Ethan, her umbrella shifted in her palm, tip facing him. With a glance over her shoulder, she waited for the blue-haired teen's eyes to set on her. The instant they did, she would pivot on her heel, sending herself into a spin. After one whole rotation her wrist would snap, holding the umbrella straight down, and she would lunge it into his waistline once more.
Watching him react she would bite her bottom lip once more, this time the canine piercing the soft flesh. As a small trickle of crimson blood ran down her chin she would smirk with excitement. That would hopefully finish him off, and give him a whole new perspective of the young green-haired girl. And if the she was successful, she would jump backwards, away from him, and wait patiently for the boy to be able to react once again. Hopefully she was in for a show.
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Post by Man on Aug 23, 2015 12:36:16 GMT -5
The journey was long and utterly quiet aboard the Soyuz. Contrary to its name, the ship was actually rather large as it possessed food storage for exactly two individuals, as well as bedding, and training facilities. Model Zero did not have a need for food or sleep so the young saiyan had more than enough for himself. His master, Ivan, had sent them on a voyage to Earth in search of AEVA’s core. AEVA was an artificial intelligence program based on said planet. They met her upon crossing paths with a young man named Brandon, whom had been searching for his fiancé Roxsenne Roye all across the universe. Zero helped lead the man towards the proper direction, however, it was more likely that the foolish man met his end. After coming into terms with the bio-android Muneate, he learned that Roxsenne Roye had actually met her end in Alpha Prime when the bio-android assimilated her into its being.
As a result, AEVA stayed with Zero and his master, offering them her services. The android had proven to be useful and it was about time they recovered her core from Earth. –After all, what if someone discovered her base and used it to track down her whereabouts? The event would bring much unneeded attention to Ivan’s new kingdom, Lupin IV. Along for the ride was Ivan’s newest asset and Ona’s greatest abomination yet. Shun, a rabbit spliced saiyan, would accompany the red android in his mission to recover AEVA’s core. The boy was still weak, but in time he would grow and become a formidable ally and a key component for Zero’s ultimate destiny to surmise. However, AEVA was not their only purpose as to visiting Earth. Word had reached Alpha Prime that Queen Akassa Hattori had attacked the planet and adopted them under the Saiyan Empire. Zero saw this as an opportunity to gain insight from those who had faced the super saiyan head on –as well as meet potential allies.
If Mement Mor had taught him anything, it’s that his goal proved to be much more difficult that Ivan had thought. Not only were the saiyans finding a way to cheat death, but the power of a super saiyan was much more than they bargained for. In Lupin IV, resistance groups had formed who negate the existence of their new ruler and defy King Ivan’s reign with their mischief. No doubt, Earth possessed similar retaliation towards Akassa’s forced settlement. Furthermore, Zero knew there must have been capable humans on Earth, humans like Kurosanai. His plan was flawless.
The android had been sitting in the cockpit, staring through the glass as the stars flashed past them. He did not know what the saiyan boy was up to, nor did he care. Most likely he was in one of the training rooms, or sleeping. Zero hadn’t spoken a single word since they boarded the ship, he just sat there during the entire excursion. Soon, Planet Earth was within view, as well as New Vegeta. It was the first time Zero had ever visited the Earth –or approached the home of his greatest enemies. Ivan always said the android’s purpose for existing was to exterminate the monkeys, but he had never been to their home. The android pressed a button and spoke through an intercom that spread throughout the entire ship. Wherever Shun was, he would hear Model Zero’s voice from a speaker installed in the designated room.
“Shun, we are approaching our destination. Prepare yourself.”
Zero didn’t want to waste any more time than what was necessary. Whether Shun had been training or sleeping or standing right behind him, that was his cue to clean himself up and make his way to the cockpit. Plus, he wouldn’t want to miss the view. Even Zero fell silent to the planet’s majestic beauty as he observed and studied the planet, of course, nobody would ever catch him saying that. It felt so… familiar… As if he had been there before… The clear blue planet floated over the emptiness of space, its brilliance exalted by its stark contrast to the shrouding darkness which surrounds it. New Vegeta was also a sight to behold. Thanks to terraforming technology, the moon actually resembled a second Earth with a smaller radius.
In just a few moments, the ship would enter the planet’s atmosphere…
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