All the while he had begun licking her little cunt, his eyes watched her. Perhaps he was still fascinated with her. He'd perhaps even enjoy speaking to her on happier terms. But he knew that that would be impossible... and besides, she hated him, so he was going to just do what he'd been told. And rape the fuck out of her in the way that brought her the most pleasure possible. Still, he noticed something odd. Her eyes. They changed color. And they kept changing color now, as her facial expression, her body's very response, grew more interested in what he was doing.

That was certainly an unusual response. However, for now, he noticed more how her body reacted in general. Her legs wrapping around his head, the way her juices flowed even more intensely. He could taste her more than ever now, no longer the stale musk of earlier sex, or the mild amount from her mere arousal... she was in real pleasure now, and he was causing it. He could taste it even if he was focusing more on her clit.

His tongue moved more rapidly. But it moved down then, avoiding her clit, going back to her soft, warm folds. He tasted her in earnest now, and he found himself, even against his will, getting into the action. His tongue slipped inside of her body, then, his warm, soft, but quite strong muscle pushing, penetrating inside of her, rubbing against those pulsing walls of her dripping pussy.

As he buried his head and focused on that, his hands continued their work as well, tugging, playing, simply... FEELING her. He wondered to himself. When this girl graduated... he might have to capture her himself. He knew some monsters ended up capturing a girl for extended periods. And this one... she was a keeper.

But he was thinking like Antipode now! Worse, actually, because Antipode merely acted out of amoral curiosity, and in general didn't feel humans were anything like him. He wanted to know more. Ichigo, however, for all intents and purposes, was human. Sure, he could control tentacles, and do cool things by demanding it, but when you went right down to it, he was flesh and blood. Thought these monsters might think of it as capturing a pet... for him, it was more like possessing a slave in a human manner.

Well, what about it?! He was a 'monster' after all. He was an avatar of evil. So why not act like it, and play the part? It pissed him off, but it was pretty much true. So, he decided. When she graduated, he'd take her for himself. Not for Antipode, not for anything else. For himself.

Still. Her reactions caught his focus fairly quickly. Her eyes again. They were changing, and with them her reactions. But more importantly, after awhile, she began calling out no, no. He sighed inwardly, but... moreso, she was reacting as if she still wanted it. That happened a lot, but it sounded more like she was talking to herself, didn't it? He frowned for a moment... but didn't stop.

His tongue kept moving, but his hands moved a little differently. He pushed her somewhat into the bed. He shifted position, moving himself more on the bed, and grabbing her legs. He pulled them up slightly, tilting her hips up as he continued with his tongue deep inside of her. But he had more control over her lower body, especially her lower torso, this way... and used it to keep her from freeing herself.

Her responses had given in quickly, it seemed. Though for a little while she'd been trying to tell him to stop, that seemed to be a thing of the past. Her eyes were a different color now. They were blue, and that disturbed him slightly. What was wrong with her? Something was different, clearly. But he didn't know what. He had no knowledge of her history, or, really, anything to do with her. But he knew one thing. Normal humans didn't change eye color like that. He knew... he was designed to be a normal human. Antipode had checked it out!

For a moment he was distracted again. The flesh of her pussy had begun to pulsate, as his tongue continued delving deep inside of her. At first it started a little slow, and then built up. She was cumming! Calling out his name, and cumming from his tongue itself. He didn't stop, at least not yet, feeling the rush of juices come from her, feeling her hot pussy pulsing around his tongue. He felt a little satisfaction at that. It had been so quick, this time. It'd taken longer even with Antipode, hadn't it? He felt a little proud.

And she told him not to stop. He looked up, seeing her eyes. They were dull, taking on another glint entirely. Her mind from before was gone. She'd given in entirely, hadn't she? It was strange to see such a self-possessing girl cave in like she'd wanted it all along... perhaps part of her had. So his tongue continued, and with a smile, his hands continued holding her thighs. However, one of his fingers moved up, touching her, getting wet from her juices.

He had an idea. Something even Antipode hadn't done... that finger moved down while his tongue continued to lick up the juices coming out of her, delving deep and far, stroking and twirling and twisting inside of her. What she'd feel, however, was that finger of his... not as her pussy, since his tongue was savaging it, but at her ass. He began to push against it, curious to see her reaction.

That finger moved slowly, carefully. He had no idea how loose she was, or how painful it would be for her, or not. Though with her current responses, he figured it wouldn't be too big a deal. She'd feel it inside that incorrect hole, moving a little farther, pushing a little deeper, slowly, carefully slipping inside of her both slowly and unceasingly. If she continued to like that, he had some other ideas. He had control over those tentacles, after all. Why not use one of them to pleasure her in a way his master never had? He smirked at the thought.

His tongue, still deep inside of her, continued to taste of her juices, and move, in circles, up and down, in and out, generally teasing her as best as he could. She kept telling him not to stop, and so he wasn't... at least for now. He didn't want to tire her out so quickly, like his master did. But even so, at this point, he found it hard to slow back down, and wasn't sure if he would be able to, anyway.

Finally, his tongue pulled out of her. For now, he looked at her face and smirked a little bit. His satisfaction was clear. But he was alarmed at how empty her eyes looked. How completely lost she was. That wasn't a good thing. It kept nagging at him, and he wanted to know why. More importantly, however, he had her clearly where he'd want her. Completely his. She wanted it now, and the fact that he was stopping would probably make her crazy.

His finger continued inside of her ass, slowly pulling out now. Then, it'd go back in. He'd use this to tease her, to see how she'd like it, while he continued to not touch her pussy any longer. In truth, he wondered if what Antipode had told him would come true here. That she'd spontaneously try to pleasure him as well. But at the moment, he doubted it. And he wasn't going to demand anything of her, either.

He just wanted to see her frustrated. He wanted to hear her whine, now, that he wasn't doing what she so wanted him to do. It was a wicked thing, but with this girl, now, he thought she deserved a little wickedness. As long as she stayed out of control, it'd be fine. And besides... that finger inside of her began to curl up, pulsing inside of her ass carefully. He wondered how that felt, honestly... but wasn't going to bother trying to find out. Especially not tonight.

Apparently she'd been close. He could see it in her response, in the way she yelled out, in the way her body moved. And, of course, in the way she begged him to go on. He smiled in satisfaction. Her frustration was clear. It was grand, and he knew it wasn't going to go away. His smirk grew, then, and he actually chuckled a little bit. Served her right. She was going to insult him, it was time for her to suffer a little bit.

He continued teasing her, though. A finger still there in her ass. It began pulsing harder, toying with her, then moving in and out a little more... he wasn't going to stop toying with her entirely. Just enough to make her moan, make her cry out. He wanted her to beg even more. To ask for more, and ask in those tones she was giving now.

Her hand moved down, and began rubbing her clit. And he actually let it happen. For a little while. Too long, however, and she'd actually cum. He couldn't allow that, nosiree. After waiting long enough for her to clearly be pushing back again to the edge of pleasure, his hand roughly grabbed her hand, and moved it to the side, pressing it into the soft bed.

No. The only one allowed to make you cum is me, Shai. Do you understand? Oh, I'll make you cum. But this avatar of evil has a little more... evil to do, first.

And he'd enjoy it, too. He kissed her thigh. Even tasted of her, but didn't go farther. He moved up to her pubic region, and began kissing her there... it was pleasant, and he knew it'd keep her aroused. But it wouldn't make her cum, and that's the thing she seemed to want more than anything.

With her hand still held there, unable to move, and his kisses staying oh-so-close, but simply not quite far enough, he laughed a little bit. And it actually caused some vibration. It would tease her even more... now she'd see, he thought, the purpose of his torment. to torment her! But, even more... in the end, it'd make her next orgasm even better. And would keep her from wearing out too soon, too. At least, so he figured.

She was debasing herself now. Giving in and giving up to everything he was doing. He really had her where he wanted her. Where any being could desire. She was his, and now she was begging for more. Begging. She'd do anything now, Ichigo knew this with a great certainty. That's what he wanted from her, to be honest. He wanted her lack of honor. He wanted her shame. If she'd feel shame of anything, let her feel shame from this. Let her feel shame from her wantonness, and from what he was doing to her here and now. Let her see what kind of person she really was. How she buckled in mere moments, whatever her words were. Actions spoke louder, and her actions were clear and concise.

He looked up at her, watching her beg. And, with a sigh, he moved back down. He decided to give the begging girl precisely what she asked for. And then he'd take the toll he required from it. His face moved back between her legs, moved there as close as was possible. She could feel his breath on her cunt, and he could smell her, even taste her, as he did a few times, his tongue moving out against her juices. Then, however, as his hands pulled her hips up more completely, giving him the best angle possible, his tongue darted. But not into her pussy at all... no, onto her clit.

His tongue began flicking quickly. Her orgasm may have been starting to fade before, but he was fairly certain that in short order it'd be back up close to the surface. He smirked to himself, and continued licking. His tongue flicking back and forth with as great a speed as he could muster, at first barely touching her at all. Then, his tongue pressed forward, applying a little pressure and, with its continued fast movement, stimulating her all the more intently.

He wanted to make her orgasm again. He wanted her to cum quickly, in fact, and worked as hard as he could to make her cum as fast and hard as she could. Because he intended to extract that promise from her. And make her do still more things. Things that would make her as ashamed as she had ever felt. More ashamed. But perhaps, at the same time, hold those actions as something that weren't so bad, in and of themselves.

Now... this was bizarre. At first the girl Shai had been responding in this peculiar way of hers, begging for it like a slut. Acting pretty much identical to the way she'd acted when his master's tentacles had been raping her silly, driving her wild with pleasure, almost badly enough to make her pass out from the sheer unstoppable over stimulation. Ichigo watched her and, though he was still upset, though it still bothered him greatly, he felt a snippet of satisfaction in the way she was reacting.

She loved it, that was clear. Perhaps she had that within her all the time, and it was only the return to such intense pleasure that brought it out of her again. Perhaps, really, those feelings she had were genuine after all, and not merely the effect of losing her memories... for a brief moment, he imagined, maybe, just maybe, the rest of her attitude would be affected the same way, and would come back as from the dead, simply because things had changed a little bit.

But then she changed once more. She was shocked, surprised, her eyes wide and their color changed once more. She was blushing, and looking away in pure shame. The taste of her orgasm was still on his tongue when she changed, and he sat up, watching her curiously. He was annoyed, to begin with. Upset, and his face showed that. She broke his own desperate attempt to pretend things were alright, with her cries and surprise and fretting. It was getting annoying!

Perhaps he was beginning to realize, now, that he, too, was a monster... or at least, he was a human, yes, but one who was enjoying what it was he was doing to the girl. Or maybe it was more accurate to say that he was just acting as he would. After all, he'd done this before...

Oh, stop it, Shai. We're following your agreement with my master, isn't that all? The deal was for you to enjoy it... isn't that all that was? Just relax. Have fun with it. How often do you get to be with someone pretty much human, anyway?

As he said this he got off the bed, and moved over near her. He was close, and his face was now close to hers. His hand moved to her chin, and tilted it so that she was looking at him, his violet eyes, his blue hair. He looked at her intently... he knew this would be difficult, but he had to calm her down a little bit, at least.

Don't worry. It'll be our little secret. Not even Antipode has to know, alright...? Enjoy yourself, don't worry about embarrassment, and give in. It can be your little secret, that in the end you didn't hate it... I'll never tell him, and I'll make sure he never knows. After all... it's not him, now is it, that you're really giving in to, isn't that right?

(As I told you, I've returned. ^_^ My post shall come closely following)

Ichigo looked at her silently. She was silent, defiant, responding with a lucidity that had been missing until very recently. He sighed, and he WAS a bit sad about it... however, he was starting to realize something. Shai, in truth, hated this sort of thing, and that was the honest fact. Was that a surprise? Not really. Not when one got around to it. The only problem was that he had been given by his master all those human urges for companionship and whatnot, that he couldn't fulfill as long as he was here.

So, he'd wait until the future. For now, his job was to take this girl... and he would relish it, in all honesty. Ichigo smiled, and shrugged. His dissapointment seemed to dissipate, and his hand moved, then, from her chin, farther down... she'd feel his hand as it traced against her breast, toying with her lightly. He touched her like he owned her, without any thought to her discomfort or anything except touching her wherever he wanted to.

And so his hand traced down her stomach, simply feeling her. Her answer was clear, she wouldn't be any more complicit than she had to be to avoid something worse, and he would take full advantage of that. His smile to her was, for the moment, genuine, and he moved deliberately onto the bed, his hand still touching her, from place to place. Soon it was at her ear, tickling her a little bit.

All this time and we still haven't actually, technically, had sex. Well, I think it's about time to change it... you've never had sex with someone who seemed completely human, now have you? Anyway, try to stay lucid this time, okay?

He grinned. And before she had a chance to say anything, he kissed her. His mouth locked with hers, his tongue slipped into her mouth. It was a full, passionate, electrical kiss, one that would take her for surprise, and one that would take full attention. He was very soon on top of her, his hands behind her shoulders as he practically sank into his kiss. He was kind of curious... how would she react? He was going to rape her. How much would she enjoy it, really?