Ichigo x Mashiro x Lisa
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Ooohhhhh – Thoughts
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Warning: Lemons! Threesome!
A week after the last chapter…
Visored HQ
A lone substitute soul reaper entered the seemingly deserted Visored headquarters, a set of bentos in hand, in his soul reaper form. Looking around, he saw no one. Hoping to find someone quickly, he concentrated and used his spirit energy senses to detect anyone in this desolate post apocalypse-esque hideout. It didn't take him long before he found exactly the signatures he had been looking for: Visoreds. Ichigo had decided to pay them another visit, like he first had several months ago, when he wanted to see their condition after the defeat of the quincy armies. They were still coping with the fact that, due to having the effects of the zombification on them reversed, their comrades Rojuro Otoribashi and Kensei Muguruma had lost a great deal of their lifespans. Even though he truthfully knew very little about his hollow-soul-reaper comrades, he still felt terribly for them. How painful was it to know that the only people you had for over a century were going to die way before you did? Hopefully the bentos would help. It was a good thing he had gone to Uahara's first.
**Ten minutes ago**
Urahara Shoten
Even after coming to this place for months on and off, it was still unnerving for him to just waltz into a seemingly vacant shop to meet a possible madman who was still recovering from his Frankenstein scars. The orange-haired hybrid slowly opened the slide doors, and sitting in front of him, with that ugly hat and those ridiculous wooden sandals, was his obnoxious and brilliantly helpful mentor, Kisuke Urahara.
"Hey there, Getaboshi." Ichigo said softly. He hadn't properly visited the man since the end of the war. He was not expecting the mad scientist soul reaper to look up at him wearing a relaxed grin (which looked convincing, in spite of the stitches).
"Well, hello there Kurosaki-san," Urahara responded, sounding more jovial than he usually did. The substitute was taken aback. "You must be here for those bentos for the Visoreds. Just give me a moment." Kisuke turned towards the hallway behind him. "Tessai!"
The large man emerged from out of the hallway. "Yes, boss?"
"Kurosaki-san is here. Could you please get the bentos?"
"Ah, yes sir!" Tessai immediately disappeared again, leaving Kisuke to turn to a concerned Ichigo. He couldn't stop himself from sounding just a little worried. "Kisuke…"
"I know." Kisuke cut him off, though not sounding curt at all. He suddenly looked a little solemn, though not as much as Ichigo had first expected. "It's been a while since we got to talk. And the last time we did, it was about the status of the soul society. But you were busy continuing your human life, and I had to help them." He seemed to cheer up a bit then. "But hey, now that we're not so focused on not dying we can have us a chat, as friends. Unfortunately I can't do it right now because I still have a business to run and you really should see the visoreds as soon as possible." At that moment, Tessai came out with the boxes, and disappeared just as quickly.
Ichigo couldn't help but stare at his mentor. It seemed he understood completely. Of course, he mentally chided himself, this was Urahara Kisuke. Try coming up with things he didn't understand. "Well," Kisuke said "that's enough out of me. You'd best be headed off to make some practical strangers feel better." He couldn't stop himself from joking. Not that Ichigo seemed to mind. He just stood there with a grin, grateful that his bucket-hatted teacher was still on his side.
"Thanks, Urahara." Ichigo responded. And with that, he turned around and headed to his new destination.
"Oh, and Ichigo?"
Said strawberry turned to look at Urahara, who seemed to have his entire face hidden behind his fan, except for his eyes, behind his fan, though Ichigo knew for a fact that he was smirking at him, based on experience.
"Rukia and the others stopped by earlier. Rangiku kept on bragging about something involving a new master and a limp. Would you happen to know anything?"
Kisuke expected Ichigo to be embarrassed; to become a sputtering mess; or to just stomp off in a mess; he was not expecting Ichigo to look to the side looking annoyed, like what he had heard was something he wanted to keep private, though that was accurate. "*humph* Looks like I'll have to teach my new pet a little lesson in silence when next we meet." Ichigo turned back to see a stunned Urahara, who had even closed his fan to get a better look at his substitute protégé.
"What, thought I'd be embarrassed with myself, gramps?" Kisuke was staring at him incredulously. The teenager didn't even try to hold back his smirk, as he continued. "I'm actually quite proud of my little stunt at the Onsen. Especially since the two of us will be doing it whenever I feel like it. I've had it with the altruism bullshit, so I decided I'd take her body as a reward as all the shit you put me through." This caught the mad scientist even more off guard. "And believe me, if I get my way, she's not gonna be the only one. I'm gonna spend a looooooong time reaping my spoils, no pun intended. So, if you plan on making fun of me in the future, you had better be looking for the fun being in hearing the details, if I'm feeling generous."
Kisuke was, for the first time since he could remember, at a loss for words. He was also particularly horrified that his best teasing material yet was totally ineffective. It was clear that Getaboshi wouldn't be getting any cheap thrills from humiliating him on this day, Ichigo thought smugly. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go see some practical strangers and make them feel better."
He then walked right out of Urahara Shoten, feeling quite satisfied with himself.
**End Flashback**
It was a very good thing he had gone there first. Now he had something he could rub in that smug son of a bitch's face until the day he died. Breaking out of his satisfying thoughts, Ichigo went deeper into the hideout to find the specific chamber in which he had trained for hollowfication. When he looked for people, he could only find two Visoreds, Mashiro and Lisa. They seemed to have their backs turned to him, so they likely didn't notice him coming in. Ichigo walked towards them, getting their attention as he got closer. "Hey Lisa, Mashiro," He said. Upon hearing him, the two of them turned back to see the strawberry hybrid approaching with heavy steps. Even from afar, he could see the evident depression on their faces.
"Hi, Ichi-berry." Mashiro said, without her usual chirp.
"Hey, Ichigo," Lisa replied in kind, "It's good to see you again." Ichigo could tell from the way her eyes were clear that she wasn't near the point of crying, but he still felt the need to be there. "You got something for us?" She gestured to the stack of boxes wrapped in a sack in Ichigo's hand.
"Yeah," He said "I thought that as long as I was going to visit, I could have something to make you feel better." He quickly realized he had just allowed himself to be just stupid enough to reveal is subtle purpose in coming here.
"What do you mean?" Lisa said narrowing her eyes at him with only a bit of suspicion.
He decided he might as well I'll start comforting her now. "Look, Lisa I…"
"It's okay, Ichigo." Lisa said, cutting him off. "Truth be told we came to terms with the possibility of our friends dying early a long time ago." He looked taken aback by this information
"Silly berry-tan," Mashiro chimed in "Did you really think we would be around as long as we have without any extra time to get used to some things?"
"What she means is," Lisa cut in, "while we were trapped here in the human world we were afraid every day we spent fighting our inner hollows was going to be our last. we were afraid we were going to die, with no one else to remember us, or know the truth. We had to make peace with that idea that we may not have each other as a result when shit hit the fan." The teen substitute looked at them. "The point is this shortened lifespan thing? They got off easy. We still have time we can spend with them, and this just means it's more precious now. We appreciate you coming here but where OK." Ichigo, who had been listening carefully, looked slightly taken aback. He was a little upset that he'd come here for naught, but on the bright side he was glad he did not need to try and comfort them since they weren't in pain to begin with.
"Still," Mashiro said, chipper as ever, "we were glad to see Berry-tan was worried about us. I guess this means we are your friends after all."
The substitute in the room couldn't help himself from grinning childishly. "Yeah," he said, "I guess I have a sort of habit is making weird friends."
"Well it is good to see you too." Lisa said, pouting a little.
Of course he did not let the obvious go unnoticed. "Where are the others?" He asked. "Where are Shinji or Hachi and Hyori? What about Love?"
"Lovey-Chan's depressed 'cuz his partner in crime is de-zombified," Mashiro said, like it wasn't even important "so he went to buy a mountain of manga to help forget about it."
"And Hachi is back in soul society helping reassemble the Kidō corps." Lisa added in "And Hyori and Shinji are out getting sweets together."
"If I didn't know any better I'd say it sounds like they were on a date." The orange-headed reaper commented.
"I thought so too," Lisa said amusedly, "although it seems preposterous considering the two people they are."
"Regardless," Ichigo said, "it's nice to have someone even when said someone's are obnoxious of the world and destructively so to one another. But enough about them for now. Let's try these bentos I brought while I'm here"
"We'll get into those later." Lisa said, her expression turning devious, "For now, how 'bout you show us what you showed Rangiku?"
As Lisa and Mashiro began to undress, Ichigo gaped in shock. "W-wait a minute," he started after recovering, "she told you too?"
"Well of course, silly Ichi-berry." Mashiro chirped while struggling out of her tight jump suit. "Matsu-Chan wanted to visit us after all this time, and she just happened to tell us about how a studly strawberry rocked her world, so we thought we'd try it ourselves!"
"So what do you say?" Lisa said, finally out of her school girl uniform. "You wanna rock us too, I-chi-go-sa-ma?"
Did he want to? Refusing an inviting woman was a man's shame, but 2 women? He wouldn't say no if he wanted to! And judging from how Lisa had said his name, they both knew just how he liked it as well, so that would take less time. He decided that instead of saying anything, he'd take a moment to admire the nude forms standing before him. While neither was nearly as stacked as Rangiku, they were certainly not lacking in any way. Both had curves where it counted. Lisa, with her hair down, had it stretching halfway to her smooth back, right above nice buttocks, and long, soft legs. Above a washboard waste were breasts he knew would fit quite nicely in his hands. He would learn she was also quite limber. Turning to Mashiro, Ichigo could tell that her skin-tight bodysuit was really uncomfortable. While not quite as big as Lisa's, Mashiro's boobs were much more rounded and perky. Her creamy skin shined in the open light, and even from this position he could see the curve of her tight phat ass below strong toned legs.
Ichigo quickly decided it was time to answer in some form, and simply stood up, allowing them a clear view of the tent forming in his Hakama.
Lisa and Mashiro almost drooled. They had their answer.
But they also knew it was gonna be rough.
Deciding to make a move, Ichigo slowly moved his hands towards the sides of his shihakusho, tugging at the split cloth on his chest. He very slowly pulled it off. Once it fell to his sides, he gradually took away his hakama, revealing to them his godly body, and his length which was practically commanding their attention.
It was about time, the girls thought. Ichigo's undressing was torturously slow. Mashiro moved in first, leaning in to kiss him. Ichigo responded violently, smashing his lips against hers, making a moan pass through her small lips. The orange-haired reaper forced his tongue into her mouth. Her tiny pink organ met with his own, as he added to the experience of making out he had earned with Rangiku. Her tongue glided along his own, as his hand traveled down towards her butt check, and gripped it tightly, while the other hand pulled her close, bringing her breasts against his abs.
Lisa watched with a mix of fascination and envy as her two fellow Visoreds exchanged saliva. She saw Ichigo suddenly bite down on Mashiro's lip, and heard the verdette moan. Both would later debate which of their moans were pain, and which were pleasure.
Ichigo switched from Mashiro, a glazed look in her eyes and a string of saliva connecting them. He turned to Lisa, furiously smashing his lips against hers. Ichigo was rough, Lisa realized. Really rough. Rougher than Rangiku could have ever hoped to describe. She had no idea how Mashiro withstood this force. It was like Ichigo was devouring her mouth, and she didn't mind one bit.
Ichigo continued this for several minutes, switching between them and roughly making out with them until their lips were swollen. The strawberry looked at them, and decided it was time to get serious, and spoke up.
"So, what are you two sluts waiting for?" He commanded in his more dominant tone. "Are you gonna just stand there staring, or get on your knees?" The two Visored ladies, who had spent a moment staring dumbly, quickly did as they were told and got down to eye level with his massive throbbing cock. They looked up at their strawberry master, waiting for his command. "Lisa, he said "since nothing good ever comes out of your mouth, it's about time something good went in, so you get to suck my cock." He then turned to the verdette "Mashiro, you fondle my balls, and use one hand for each. Understand?"
"Yes, Goshujin-sama," Lisa stuttered
"H-Hai, Berry-sama." Ichigo decided that was as good as he was going to get.
"Well, get to it bitches!" His words did not go unheeded. They quickly got to work, with Lisa gently stroking the shaft, and Mashiro's dainty hands going to play with Ichigo's sack. Ichigo struggled slightly to keep from throwing his head back. He was enjoying this, but he would not allow them any idea that they had a hold over him. Instead, he turned his attention to Lisa, who was still just stroking him like some amateur. "Kiss it, Lisa." He ordered her. She jumped slightly at his snapping but, knowing she would have to get used to it, did as she was told, planning her lips softly on the big, meaty head, and then proceeded to plant kisses all over the rest of his shaft.
Meanwhile, Mashiro began doing the same for Ichigo's testicles without asking. The fact that Ichigo was not currently punishing her was a good sign, so she kept doing as she had been told. She eventually got tired of this and let her tongue come out to play, licking his balls with long, smooth strokes.
Lisa had taken notice of this. Jealous of her lime-haired partner's boldness, Lisa took the head of Ichigo's cock into her mouth. If she had looked up, she would have noticed Ichigo agog as she slowly took it all the way into her mouth. She slowly pulled it out, and began to pick up the pace, bobbing her head up and down. Ichigo couldn't believe how skilled Lisa was. He could have sworn she had gone a while without any action, but she wasn't even choking. Time to fix that. Ichigo roughly grabbed her with his left hand by the back of her head, and pushing her down all the way with his hand.
Lisa was shocked at Ichigo's sudden action. First he was ordering them to do everything, and now he was fucking her face! She almost didn't mind, if it wasn't for the fact that she could barely breathe. Meanwhile, Mashiro was grateful that the substitute stud was not thrusting his pelvis, or she might lose her pace on his sack. It didn't help that Lisa was consistently smacking down on his crotch, almost completely blocking access to his balls. She decided to change her position by crawling in between his legs, where she looked up to see Ichigo's balls swing each time Lisa's head collided with his crotch.
"Mashiro!" Ichigo grunted out commandingly. Said Visored jolted at Ichigo's harsh tone of voice. "Get out from under my legs and get in front of me, on my right side!" Mashiro complied, looking up at him with frightened eyes. Ichigo's commands continued "Now, get on all fours and stick your ass out towards me!" The energetic visored complied exactly, turning around on her hands and knees, and sticking her butt out, wiggling it in an effort to entice him further. "Good bitch. Now hold still or I stop." Mashiro didn't get the chance to ask what he would stop, as she gasped in surprise as she felt two fingers go inside her suddenly, one in her pussy and the other in her ass. She moaned, quivering for a moment before quickly sitting still, as she remembered his very real threat.
On the other end, Ichigo felt his release approaching, and grunted in frustration. No way in hell was he going to cum before either of them did, not without his consent. He forced Lisa to a stop, who looked at him with a bewildered expression, then gave her a new order: "Kiss Mashiro, and fondle her." Lisa was taken aback by this command. It seemed her master wanted everything there was to get from this "I mean now, you moronic slut!" Realizing how long she had paused, she quickly scrambled to be next to Mashiro. Mashiro, who had been paying attention the entire time, looked at Lisa expectantly. Apparently she wanted this too. They locked lips, and Lisa's hand went to play with Mashiro's breasts. Ichigo throbbed at the sight, leaking a bit of precum while he continued to finger Mashiro. Lisa had gotten in front of his left, he had realized, so he could finger fuck her too. He did just that. This new position drew moans from Lisa and Mashiro, who were turning into writhing messes right in front of them, making him smirk. He could feel their holes twitching around his digits and realized that he had been correct in his earlier assumption that they had indeed been without for a long time. "You like this?" he asked huskily, drawing them further in, "you like your master's fingers in your holes while you do what he says, you shameless whores?"
"Yes!" Mashiro gasped out, still trying not to squirm. "I love being berry-sama's slut! I love your fingers inside me! Please don't stop, Ichi-sama!"
"I love it too!" Lisa almost screamed, "Please keep going, Goshujin-sama! I don't think I could take it!"
Satisfied, Ichigo sped up his thrusting into them, noting how their breathing seemed to speed up. He guessed they were about to orgasm. He pulled out of them, making them both moan in disappointment. He pretended not to notice. "One more thing, pets: Lick each other. The first to cum gets punished! Understand?"
""Yes, Goshujin-sama!"" came their hasty reply. Lisa and Mashiro quickly got into a sixty-nine position, with Mashiro on top and Lisa on her back. The two quickly got to work on each other's pussies. Mashiro acted first, inserting three fingers into Lisa' wet hole, while Lisa smoothed her tongue along Mashiro's clit. The two of them were already panting heavily, their bodies covered in a light sheen of sweat from their strenuous attempts to please their master. Mashiro knew she was at a disadvantage because she had been stroked first, so she upped her game by rubbing her thumb against Lisa's clit, drawing a moan from the woman above her. Lisa retaliated quickly, prodding the entrance to Mashiro's asshole. Mashiro panicked. Lisa knew all too well how sensitive her asshole was, and was using that against her right now. In a desperate attempt to cum second, Mashiro inserted a fourth finger into Lisa's pussy, and used her thumb to poke Lisa's ass-entrance in retaliation. Lisa moaned out, and the two could feel their orgasms getting closer. In a last ditch effort, Mashiro inserted her whole fist into Lisa's pussy. It had the desired effect, causing Lisa to moan loudly.
"OOOOOHHHHHHH!"
She came like crazy, her silvery juices falling onto the dirt ground. Mashiro herself was not far behind, cumming with a surprisingly cute squeak.
"EEEEEEEEEEE!"
Mashiro's juices covered Lisa's face, and she collapsed next to her, the two of them panting heavily. Lisa recovered from the afterglow first due to suddenly feeling a heavy weight on her stomach, with Mashiro following right behind. The two of them heard heavy grunting, and looked up to see Ichigo stroking himself over Lisa's face.
"Gggrrraaaaaggghhhh!"
He came loudly, covering Lisa's face with additional juices. Lisa just laid there, her face completely red.
"Both of you get back on your knees!" Ichigo commanded. The two of them did as instructed, struggling to get into the senza position. Ichigo crouched in front of them, is erection still standing firm. Lisa and Mashiro were terrified by the look on his face that said he was disappointed in them. He then turned to Mashiro "Very good, Mashiro-chan," he purred, "you held out like a good girl." Mashiro squealed in excitement. "However…" he continued, making her frown "do you remember when I told you to hold still earlier?" Mashiro nodded, her lips trembling. "As punishment, you'll just have to ride my face." He lay down. "Lisa, you get my cock."
Lisa wasted no time in moving over to straddle Ichigo's waist. Mashiro got herself comfortably seated on the Hybrids face, glaring jealously at Lisa, who looked back smugly before sinking down on his massive sword. Ichigo was agog as Lisa stretched herself around his massive cock, as he got an even better idea of just how tight she really was. Lisa was not much better, but she tried to use this small moment to get used to feeling the strawberry's rod inside her. Ichigo did not give her this chance, but instead rammed straight into her with all the force he had. "OH SHIT!" Lisa nearly came right then and there, screaming as she felt Ichigo's girt bottom her out. She almost pitied Mashiro once it was her turn, who was sitting very snugly over their new master's mouth. They held hands to balance each other out. Ichigo quickly got to work, slamming mercilessly into Lisa while ravishing Mashiro's clit with his tongue. The two of them responded as best they could, Lisa trying to catch up with his thrusts while Mashiro rubbed her ass in Ichigo's face. They were both moaning openly, not denying the indescribable pleasure they felt as they were ravaged by the man underneath them, but somehow still under his control.
Holy shit! He thought, she's tight but I feel it even more on my cock! I won't lose control now! And so the orange-haired dominator put everything he had into fucking their brains out. He increased the pace of his thrusts immensely, to the point where it seemed like he was going to shake his hips loose.
Above him, Lisa's labored breathes were taking more out of her than they were putting in. She had suspected he would be a rough master, but fuck! He was really making sure no one else could ever make her feel this good now or ever again! Suddenly she felt a sharp pain below her stomach, and she knew what that was. Dear god he's piercing my womb! Lisa felt like she was turning to jelly. This was too much! She released her strain the only way she knew.
"OH GOD, ICHIGO-SAMA" Lisa screamed, "YOU'RE SO BIG! YOUR COCK IS SO FUCKING BIG INSIDE MY SLUTTY PUSSY!" Lisa couldn't stop screaming. She was too far gone.
"Berry-sama, please don't stop!" For someone who got the short end of the stick, Mashiro wasn't doing much better, screaming out every time Ichigo's tongue brushed against her clitoris. She seized up, and her ass jiggled every time she bounced up and down on Ichigo's face. She decided to make Lisa pay for denying her her prize, letting go of her hands so she could roughly grab on to her black-haired partner's jumping bosoms. She teased Lisa's nipples, forcing moans out of the woman across from her. She would have laughed if she weren't moaning beyond all control. The two kissed once again, so enraptured in their lust that they could no longer think, only touch and taste and fuck with everything in them. The substitute reaper decide to up his game, and reached out and rubbed Lisa's clit, causing her to arch her back out, kept from falling off by Mashiro's grip on her breasts.
Before long, the two of them could feel their end games approaching, as the knots within them came undone. "G-Goshujin-sama," Lisa panted, "I… I'm gonna cum"
"Me too!" Mashiro cried out.
Her master gave a grunt in response. "Both of you cum together," he ordered. The two of them continued to ride him for several more seconds before they finally orgasmed, screaming at the top of their lungs.
""AAAAAHHHHHHH!""
And with that, they both tumbled off of Ichigo, sweating buckets and taking greedy gulps of air. Ichigo sat on Mashiro's stomach, stroking himself while on top of the green-haired girl. She seemed to suddenly be fully awake, as if simply to watch what was going on in front of her.
Ichigo decided to try one more order. "Swallow my seed, and I'll let you feel me inside you." He commanded, Mashiro Kuna complied enthusiastically, taking the head of his cock into her mouth and sucking it with fervor has her master let out a loud groan, and she felt a boiling liquid seep down her throat. The strawberry Dom shoved his length further into her mouth. The wild Visored swallowed every last drop of sperm milked from her liege's pride. As he pulled out of her mouth, Mashiro could tell he was still already set for her turn, but she didn't want just another missionary slamming. She had plans at the start, and she hoped the man in charge would grant her wish.
Getting onto her hands and knees, Mashiro reached behind herself and rubbed her asshole with one finger. "Berry-sama," she said pleadingly, "Please! Take me in my butt! Take your wonderful cock and stuff it inside my slutty hole!"
Ichigo seemed to rake over Mashiro's begging form as he considered her request. Well, she asked nicely, and as he would want her to. "Well," he said, "since you almost begged properly…" Mashiro struggled to hold in another whimper "I guess I can't really do it any other way. But I'm only going to do it because I just so happen to like anal."
Without any further warning, Ichigo mercilessly plunged his cock into his pet's pink star. Mashiro screamed outright as Ichigo rammed mercilessly into her ass, stretching the tight ring of muscles with his thick prick and all the force he could carry. Ichigo himself was enjoying the sight of Mashiro's sweaty back, her jiggling ass, and the evident sound of choked sobs as she was obviously getting more than she could handle. If he could see her face, he would also be able to see the tears streaking down her face. Suddenly, he remembered another thing he remembered loving about this position. Without any warning to Mashiro, he quickly brought is hand up, and just as quickly brought it down.
*SMACK*
"OOOOOOOHHHHHH!"
The green-haired beast could not contain the carnal joy she found as Ichigo began to give her a harsh spanking "OH, YES," she screamed without any inhibitions, "I'M A DIRTY BITCH, BERRY-SAMA! I NEED TO BE PUNISHED! PUNISH MY DIRTY GIRL ASS!"
Ichigo had to at least pretend to be angry. "When did I need your permission, you little whore?!" He yelled, as he brought hand down even harder than before. He began switching o her other ass cheek, swatting as hard as he could, all the while Mashiro let her tongue lol out of her mouth, almost looking like an actual dog.
Suddenly, they both gasped when they felt something wet sliding across their point of connection, and they turned their heads to see a barely recovered Lisa Yadomaru licking her master's dick as it slid in and out of Mashiro's hole. Her tongue occasionally touched Mashiro's stretched hole, making her shudder underneath her trembling and pleased sobbing. Allowing none any breath, Ichigo grabbed Lisa by her hair and pulled her into another brutal kiss as he continued to thrust into his more energetic pet.
Ichigo rammed harder, until he could feel the head of his dick press against Mashiro's womb through her ass. He could feel her walls tighten up around him, and she could feel his cock throb inside her swollen hole, and it was clear they were both close, but Ichigo was not about to allow her the joy of cumming with her master. So he decided to force it out of her. He released Lisa, who collapsed again from lack of air, and reached down to rub his pet's clit. It wasn't long before Mashiro felt it well up inside of her from the overloading sensations, before finally cumming with a loud cry.
"ICHI-SAMAAAAAAAAA!"
The substitute soul reaping dominator was going crazy as Mashiro gushed all over his thighs. Her walls tightened around his rod as he kept going into her. He was determined to have it drilled into her that if she ever wanted satisfaction, she belonged to him in moments like this. He felt his balls swell up, and he got ready for his release as he sped up and thrust in deeper.
"AHHHHHhhhhh!"
And he blasted her asshole full of spunk before they both collapsed completely. The two of them lay there panting as they reveled in the after feeling of their tremendous orgasm. Recovering from his afterglow first, Ichigo pull out of Mashiro's butt (causing her to let out a quiet moan) looked to see his two new pets gasping for air. He smirked, and then sat up straight to the point where they could see him. They looked at him with slightly worried eyes. Yeah, they knew this was a long way from over. They didn't even remember the bentos.