[Fan Fiction] Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas - Chapter One
Series Statistics
Fandom: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Title: Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Author: P.D. Pirl
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers Applied
Date Updated: January 19, 2006
Date Started: December 26, 2005
Date Finished: N/A
Editor: Casull
Status: Work in Progress
Length: Series
Words: 7900
PoV: 3rd
Rating: MA
Genre: Parody
Universe: Anime: Season One
Warnings: Yuri, Language
Spoilers: None
Note: The love child of a badfic and a crack fic, this spoof is not to be taken literally or seriously (this includes the Author's Notes on Crack).
Section Statistics
Fandom: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Series Title: Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Author: P.D. Pirl
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers Applied
Section Number: Chapter 1
Section Title: None
Date Updated: N/A
Date Started: December 27, 2005
Date Finished: December 30, 2005
Status: Final, Edited
Words: 3626
Rating: MA
Excerpt:
"Not really," Shimako shrugged, winking at the middle school student who was staring at her. "I mean, we all know Sei has been drooling over Youko ever since we caught her having fun time with Youko's sock, and, Eriko, well, she just wants to shag everybody - you know how that is, Yumi."
"She's like a rumor," Yoshino quipped with the pride of a student gloating about their teacher, "she moves from mouth to mouth at the speed of light!"
"It's even a good thing that we were sent here," Shimako added with a nod, now shaking her ass at that middle school student, who was actually reciprocating. "Remember how we went to that little trip? She ran out of people and would have banged that chicken, that poor pecker."
Editor's Notes: I’d like to point out that St. Paul’s College Pasig is an actual school in the Philippines and where the author, P.D. Pirl, attended. And no, it’s not really a college; it’s an all-girls Catholic high school. Also, please do not take this fic seriously. Really, don’t. Just a warning.
Author's Note: For Tina, my silly little crack kitten. I love you.
Apply Standard Disclaimers Here
Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Chapter Two
by: P.D. Pirl [12/27-30/05]
Sei's loopy disposition waned with every fall she took, though that didn't stop her mouth from uttering cheesy nonsense. However, half-way to their supposed meeting place, Eriko grabbed Sei and kissed her. Sure enough, Sei erupted, produced a small electrical toothbrush from thin air and began to vigorously brush her teeth and rub her lips with barbed wire dipped in hydrogen peroxide. No longer affected, Eriko smiled proudly and told their guard escort to ignore Sei.
Both of them were given a rather long sermon by the school's principal and the teacher who was sent to chaperon them, but the scolding was done in vain. The ceremony was uneventful: they had to stand the entire time; under the hot sun, no less. Afterwards, they were graciously invited for tea in a building they called the Retreat House: a place where students stay in to reflect and strengthen their bond with the Lord.
Everyone in the Yamayurikai shared one thought: Shiori would get one massive orgasm if she saw this place. When Sei snorted and made a crack about Shiori masturbating to Maria-sama's statue, she was promptly silenced by Youko, who had pounded her to the wall with an insanely large mace. Eriko wondered idly how such a weapon could have fit amongst Youko's skirt pleats. Strangely enough, the principal didn't notice a thing and continued to gush about the Retreat House (the principal, strangely, also neglected to mention that the House was also the sight of the world renowned adult film "Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!" Yumi would have been overjoyed and asked for the principal’s autograph on her own pirated copy of the film.)
Luckily, the cafeteria* was close by and they were soon settled for a belated lunch. Most would say it was Yoshino, some would say it was Youko - but whoever it was, this said someone had spiked the tea and things began to go downhill from there. Rei grabbed the tablecloth and yanked it, thinking she could successfully pull the cloth without so much as budging a fork. Everything went flying and tea flew into various laps and bosoms. But Rei did not appear to care and she proceeded to perform a very... interesting dance sequence on the table top (Yumi thought to herself how Rei would have done well in the world renowned adult film “Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!”).
Youko's brows twitched. "Sachiko," she barked at her soeur, "how many times to do I have to tell you to keep a leash and collar on your pets? Or did you forget to bring the leash and collar again?"
Sachiko tried not to whimper, but it was not missed by Youko, who had given her a good pinch in the ear. "I'm sorry, Onee-sama! I'll try harder! I promise!" Her shameless begging seemed to have gotten through to Youko, and she made sure to verbally express her pleasure when Youko gave her an encouraging pat on the head.
"Know that I'm being harsh to you for a reason, Sachiko. I want you to be prepared for the worst," she hummed motherly, still ignoring Rei, who was now crawling, some would say ‘erotically’, into the principal’s lap. "Now, I know Rei isn't as hard to break as Sei, but see here how well I've tamed my pet." Youko reached for Sei and tickled under the blonde's chin as one would to a cat. Sei, surprisingly, purred happily. "We all thought Sei would dominate us, but look how that turned out. Shimako might surprise you and take your position from you - one can never be too sure about the White Roses; remember that."
Sachiko hung her head in shame and murmured, "I won't disappoint you, Onee-sama."
"Good. Now, detain your animal before it gives that poor old woman a heart attack from that lap dance." She looked on with pride as Sachiko commanded Rei to cease grinding her ass against the principal's crotch and promptly leashed the half-naked Rei and dragged her out of the building to be punished accordingly. Seeing that the principal seemed to have passed out from shock (or excitement), Youko finally gave notice to the questioning stares of the first-years. "Yes, children?"
Yumi cast a wary glance to the door that Sachiko and Rei had exited, then back at her grand soeur. "Rosa Chinensis, I-I don't understand..."
"Ah, of course," Youko said, sounding like she finally realized something. "Tsutako, would you be a dear and educate the ignorant girls?"
Tsutako popped her head from under the table, her camera flashing as she exclaimed, "With pleasure, Rosa Chinensis!" She crawled out and dusted herself, oblivious to the stares given to her by the first-years. "Okay, here's the gist of it," she began, "while everyone outside of the Yamayurikai know their place, you're all labeled leaders, mostly the Roses. Now, that could create some problems, because you know how some people are leaders and never followers. So, to settle this, it's been long decided for the Roses battle for the top position; whoever gets the other two Roses to submit becomes the alpha."
That sounds familiar… one of Yuuki and Suguru’s sex games …? Yumi thought.
"It's just like hyenas," Tsukao concluded, "although, the victor doesn't kill her rivals. She just has to make sure they know their place. Teehee."
"It's best to start as early as your first year. As you can clearly see," Youko hummed and made a gesture for Sei to come, and Sei obediently came, "I am the alpha, though I am challenged on occasion."
Eriko laughed and shrugged, "I think it's hardly fair that you use your pet's feelings for you to tilt the odds to your favor, Mistress."
"Why, my subordinate, are you calling me a cheater?" Youko sounded genuinely shocked. "Are you also saying I don't love my darling little Sei?" Youko pulled at Sei's blouse so the blonde was in level enough to receive a kiss on the neck from her. "You know I love my little pet."
Sei's eyes sparkled. "Y-you do?"
"But, of course." Youko responded with another kiss on the neck.
"FUCK, YEAH! SCCCOOOOORRREEEEEE~~~!!!" Sei bounced to her feet and pumped her fist in the air. "HELL FUCKING YEAH. I AM THE FUCKING SHIT. I AM THE FUCKING SEX! I AM THE SEX ON YOUR BED AND THE SHIT ON YOUR TOILET SEAT. YEAH, BABY!" Yet, before she could move on to her victory dance, Sei was viciously smacked on her behind.
Youko giggled to herself and waved around the ping pong paddle she used to spank Sei. "I love it when she gives me reasons to punish her." Eriko wondered again how Youko had managed to smuggle a modified, spiked ping pong paddle into another country. Youko buckled a collar around Sei's neck and clipped a leash to it. "Come," she said, patting the paddle to Sei's ass again. They headed for one of the dorm rooms they were invited to sleep in and left Eriko to explain everything to the traumatized first-years.
"You," was all Eriko said as she pointed at Yoshino, "I'll have to give Youko my favorite brand of lubricant AND Shizuka if you don't make these two-” She gestured at Yumi and Shimako’s terrified faces. “-your bitches." And she stood to leave as well, her exit music being the sounds of Rei screaming in pain.
"Crickey! Is that the cries of a subordinate, I hear? Well, bust my balls and tie 'em in a knot, I'd better make like a pregnant woman with twins to the bathroom on over there this instant!" Tsutako said, skillfully switching one accent to the other, and sprinted towards the door. "This here is gonna be my first chance to witness a bouton battle! Oh, Maria-sama loves me! Note to self: give horny, voyeuristic statue more naughty pictures. Number two: make sure they're kinky; Maria-sama IS watching, after all." Tsutako struck a pose and leapt for the door, meaning to make a flashy exit.
But the door was closed and Tsutako rammed right into it, effectively breaking her nose, her glasses and her camera.
In that order.
That afternoon, after Yumi, Shimako and Yoshino had delivered, rather, dragged the principal all over the school looking for the infirmary, the three first-years opted to explore the campus grounds. In truth, they were tired from the trip and wanted to rest desperately, but they couldn't really go back to their hotel as the principal insisted they stay in the Retreat House for the remainder of the visit. (Their chaperon happily agreed and probably kept all the money meant to be spent on hotel expenses.) Unfortunately, the dorm room they were to use (and the only room open at that) was currently being used by Youko and Sei.
Eriko, they had last seen ambushing a student who was passing by the House; she then forced the flustered student to submission and ran off with the poor girl's uniform, leaving her naked in the tennis court. She then slipped into the girl's uniform and began to stalk the halls.
"Don't any of you think this is all strange?" Yumi asked.
"Not really," Shimako shrugged, winking at the middle school student who was staring at her. "I mean, we all know Sei has been drooling over Youko ever since we caught her having fun time with Youko's sock, and, Eriko, well, she just wants to shag everybody - you know how that is, Yumi."
"She's like a rumor," Yoshino quipped with the pride of a student gloating about their teacher, "she moves from mouth to mouth at the speed of light!"
"It's even a good thing that we were sent here," Shimako added with a nod, now shaking her ass at that middle school student, who was actually reciprocating. "Remember how we went to that little trip? She ran out of people and would have banged that chicken, that poor pecker."
"How could I forget?" Yoshino said, exasperated. "You and I had to be her little peckers for the rest of the week!"
"Oh, but I LOVED that whipped cream! I never tasted anything so delicious!" Shimako exclaimed, for a moment forgetting her admirer.
Yoshino's eyes bugged out. "Shimako..."
"Yes?"
"That wasn't whipped cream."
Shimako blinked. "It wasn't?"
"Uh, no." Yoshino sighed, mumbling, "what a twit," under her breath.
"But it was so full!"
"Yeah..."
"It was so CREAMY. MMMM."
"Yeah, about that..."
"Granted, it was rather... saltier and thicker than regular whipped cream -and a bit yellowish- but that's what makes it so delicious!" Shimako sighed happily and embraced Yoshino, who was now cringing and twitching. "Oh, Yoshino, I am so grateful for these memories we share! I wish to bond with you and everybody more! My heart feels so open and so free that it has grown wings and waits to take flight!"
"Dear Lord," Yoshino wriggled out of Shimako's arms, "you've clearly been hanging around Sei way too much."
"Well, no," Shimako hummed, back to flirting with that student from earlier, "your cousin's just as cheesy."
Yoshino's jaw dropped, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"
"My, my, my," Shimako crooned, her hands on her hips as she let out an evil cackle, "have you forgotten that I'm a bouton, too? I rumble and tumble with those girls just as often as they do with each other. But since I'm also a first-year student, I can still play with you two." She placed a hand on her cheek and looked over Yumi and Yoshino like they were both slabs of meat, "Oh, I like playing in both fields. Gives more... variety."
"Lookie here, blondie," Yoshino growled, pressing a finger painfully to Shimako's cheek, "I can take Rei-chan monkeying around with that bitch Sachiko, but that's only because I got WAY too drunk and jumped Yumi's scrawny little bones! And I'd deny it if I could but, apparently, Youko taped the whole thing! And, NOW, you tell me that you've been in Rei-chan's pants, too?! WHAT THE HELL, AM I GOING TO FIND A PUSSY IN HER PUSSY NEXT TIME?!"
"There's an idea!"
"Whenever Rei-chan came home smelling like Gingko," Yoshino paused and gawked, "it was you! What in God's name do you do with gingko!?"
"Rei's a dirty, dirty, girl," Shimako purred, swaying her hips at Yoshino. "Of course, you wouldn't know that."
"DO NOT MOCK ME, WENCH!" Yoshino roared, smoke coming out of her nose. Then, she stopped, as if an idea came to her and broke into an incredibly huge grin. "Wait, wait," she said, rubbing her chin as though she had a beard. "I know what to do with you, you two-faced whore. Instead of just tearing you from limb to limb," she paused again, this time, for effect, and pulled out a baseball bat. "I hope you're as big as your mouth, bitch, or else this is gonna ~hurt~!"
Shimako huffed, "THAT little thing? Honey, if you think that will hurt me, then, you're in for a big surprise."
"I thought you'd say something like, that," Yoshino's grin grew as she pulled out yet another object: a volleyball.
"You cannot be serious," Shimako gaped, "that can't possibly fit!"
"I'm as serious as fuck, slut!" Yoshino snapped as she gave chase. "And we'll MAKE it fit! NYAHAHAHAHA."
When the two were a good distance away, Yumi crawled out of the bush she had been hiding in ever since the "whipped cream" conversation. During this time, however, Yumi realized that her room was exactly like the room in the world-renowned adult film (pr0n), “Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!” in which Celine, the butch girl, anally fisted Ali, the innocent virgin. She gasped in shock and revelation, a feeling of epiphany washing over her more thoroughly than Sei’s golden showers every could. "Now," Yumi declared with undeniable determination, "onwards to the principal! I SHALL HAVE THAT AUTOGRAPH EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!" With twigs and leaves stuck to her hair and her uniform, Yumi sprinted back to the infirmary, the thought of Catholic school girls going wild spurring her on.
From behind a massive stack of papers, Youko surveyed the people present at the table. She was surprised that the Rose Mansion in this school was a perfect clone to Lillian's, but she wouldn't have had it any other way. It not only kept them from getting homesick, but it was also conveniently placed beside the Retreat House. After she was done with Sei, Youko went directly to the principal's office, flashed the secretary to render her unconscious, and hijacked the PA system to announce to the scattered members of the Yamayurikai to gather in the makeshift Rose Mansion late in the afternoon.
She was displeased that not everyone was in attendance. "Well," she said as she cleared her throat, "I suppose we should start with Yumi, Shimako, Sachiko and Rei." Youko had a very good idea as to where Sachiko and Rei might be, and, she assumed, that there was a good chance that Shimako was with them. However, Yoshino came in looking very pleased with herself, saying something about not having to deal with the gingkoes anymore. Youko began to suspect that Shimako, while not with Rei and Sachiko, would not be present. As for Yumi - Youko really hadn't the faintest idea where the girl went. Though, she heard rumors about the principal being stalked...
Eriko was there, surprisingly enough, and smelled of sex, which was something that didn't really come as a shock anymore. Sei was on a seat that was furthest from hers, a pouty, sour expression on her face. Youko ignored Sei and cleared her throat again. "Since we'll be here for a week, it was arranged that we do our other business here," she said, not waiting for a response. "We'll start tomorrow. Tell everyone else that."
"I didn't know Roses had to do so much paperwork..." Yoshino squeaked, eyes wide at the sight of the pile.
"Oh, they're not paperwork."
Yoshino arched a brow. "Then, what are they?"
"Scripts for our acts, lists of freebies we'll be getting for screwing each other in front of a camera, deeds and gift certificates for the extra cheesy ones that most likely came from Sei," Youko stopped and giggled when she heard Sei make a sound of disapproval and promptly quieted Sei with a stern look. "Hmm, what else? Ooh, printed out pr0n! Nudie pics - wow, nice tits." Realizing that she was straying from the topic, Youko shook her head and continued to shuffle through the papers, "Oh and here's a picture of Eriko playing pony with Rei's kendo stick."
"WHAT?!" Yoshino shrieked and dived for the paper in Youko's hand, "GIVE ME THAT RIGHT NOW."
Eriko slowly started to make her way out of the door, but her escape was foiled when she was grabbed the ankle and towed back in place. She turned to find Yoshino looking down at her with a wide grin and a mad look in her eyes; in her hands were not one, but two volleyballs. "Let's see if you have the balls to take these, Rosa Foetida." She said the name with as much spite as she could.
But Eriko was not to be bested by a first-year. Quickly, she rolled to the side and slipped under Yoshino's legs. "Hah! You can't get me so easily!" Standing face to face with Yoshino, Eriko carefully reached into the pocket of the skirt she had stolen and pulled out a giant magnifying glass. "You made a mistake by attacking me when that sun is still up!" With that, she moved to the window just enough so the light from the sun would be shining down on her, and then she lifted the magnifying glass to her forehead. Amazingly, light bounced from Eriko's now shiny forehead and shot through the glass.
"AAHHHH! MY EYES! MY EYES! THEY BURRRNNNNN." Yoshino wailed, her arms quickly moving to shield her eyes. "SHINY. FOREHEAD. TOO. POWERFUL... GAH!"
"Now's my chance!" Eriko allowed herself a moment to laugh victoriously before she ran out, a sight-impaired but recovering Yoshino in pursuit.
Youko smiled, pleased with herself, "Well, then," she chimed, her eyes on Sei, "now that they're out of the way..."
Sei grunted and turned her chair away from Youko's. "I thought you loved it when somebody watches. It sure as Hell makes you wet in ways I never will." She huffed and looked away. "Why is it that I'm not enough for you? You're everything to me! I give myself only to you...!"
"Except when you have to bang Shimako, Shiori or Shizuka..." Youko said. "Oh, and Yumi. Let's not forget Yumi."
"They don't count!" Sei spat, finally looking at Youko. "Don't you get it?" she whimpered, gray eyes teary. "I only care about you..." she trailed off, her lip quivering, and suddenly, she burst into tears, "BUT YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME!"
"I don't remember saying anything about going through our lines, today," Youko smirked, "or did your head hit the headboard one too many times while we were shagging?"
"That's not funny!" Sei whimpered.
"Are you still mad at me for calling you Shiori?" Youko sighed again, "I already told you that I was just getting you back for even thinking about her when we first saw the Retreat House." She walked up to Sei and settled her arms on the blonde's shoulders, her mouth finding Sei's ear. "You know I hate it when you think about someone else. You're only supposed to think about me all the time."
Sei grunted, strangely not affected, "I certainly can't say the same for you. So, why should I?"
Youko pulled away and began to circle Sei's chair, her fingers gliding along whatever part of Sei's body was in her reach. "I know a way to change your mind..." Youko casually placed her hand on the table and continued to circle Sei, making a few pieces of paper fall to the ground. "Oh, my, how clumsy of me," she gasped, sounding genuinely surprised, but then her voice became low and sultry. "Let me get that for you." She stopped, conveniently standing in front of Sei, and bent down to pick up the papers.
Sei couldn't really stay bitter with Youko's ass in her face.
"Oh, I've been bad to you," Youko purred. "So very, very bad."
"You haven't really..." Sei's train of thought crashed into a cement wall when Youko wiggled her hips. "... ass..."
"Maybe you should," Youko gave herself a hard spank, looking over at Sei with the same face Sei had been giving her earlier, "punish me?"
"Shiny..."
Youko stiffened. "What?"
"Your ass," Sei said simply, poking Youko's left butt cheek. "Your ass is shiny. Did you wax it or something? Is your ass like Eriko's forehead? Does it reflect sunlight, too? Fascinating..." She seemed to ponder on the subject more and kept at the poking, which eventually made her stop and say, "I think you've been sitting on your ass too much. Yumi does wax the chair seats and it came off on your ass."
Youko straightened and glared at Sei for a few seconds, her eyes red. "Is that so? Well, I suppose I could indulge myself one more time," then, she shoved Sei, making the blonde fall over with the chair and sat on Sei's face, "because it seems I haven't been sitting on your face enough."
"Ooohh, yeah, babe, I like it JUST LIKE THAT! Ohohoho, what is that? You want me and you can't deny it! Da body don't lie, baby, da body don't lie!"
Youko rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Dick."
The sensation of Sei’s nose against her ass certainly felt like one, too.
Fandom: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Title: Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Author: P.D. Pirl
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers Applied
Date Updated: January 19, 2006
Date Started: December 26, 2005
Date Finished: N/A
Editor: Casull
Status: Work in Progress
Length: Series
Words: 7900
PoV: 3rd
Rating: MA
Genre: Parody
Universe: Anime: Season One
Warnings: Yuri, Language
Spoilers: None
Note: The love child of a badfic and a crack fic, this spoof is not to be taken literally or seriously (this includes the Author's Notes on Crack).
Section Statistics
Fandom: Maria-sama ga Miteru
Series Title: Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Author: P.D. Pirl
Disclaimer: Standard Disclaimers Applied
Section Number: Chapter 1
Section Title: None
Date Updated: N/A
Date Started: December 27, 2005
Date Finished: December 30, 2005
Status: Final, Edited
Words: 3626
Rating: MA
Excerpt:
"Not really," Shimako shrugged, winking at the middle school student who was staring at her. "I mean, we all know Sei has been drooling over Youko ever since we caught her having fun time with Youko's sock, and, Eriko, well, she just wants to shag everybody - you know how that is, Yumi."
"She's like a rumor," Yoshino quipped with the pride of a student gloating about their teacher, "she moves from mouth to mouth at the speed of light!"
"It's even a good thing that we were sent here," Shimako added with a nod, now shaking her ass at that middle school student, who was actually reciprocating. "Remember how we went to that little trip? She ran out of people and would have banged that chicken, that poor pecker."
Editor's Notes: I’d like to point out that St. Paul’s College Pasig is an actual school in the Philippines and where the author, P.D. Pirl, attended. And no, it’s not really a college; it’s an all-girls Catholic high school. Also, please do not take this fic seriously. Really, don’t. Just a warning.
Author's Note: For Tina, my silly little crack kitten. I love you.
Apply Standard Disclaimers Here
Ang tibok ng puso ng rosas
Chapter Two
by: P.D. Pirl [12/27-30/05]
Sei's loopy disposition waned with every fall she took, though that didn't stop her mouth from uttering cheesy nonsense. However, half-way to their supposed meeting place, Eriko grabbed Sei and kissed her. Sure enough, Sei erupted, produced a small electrical toothbrush from thin air and began to vigorously brush her teeth and rub her lips with barbed wire dipped in hydrogen peroxide. No longer affected, Eriko smiled proudly and told their guard escort to ignore Sei.
Both of them were given a rather long sermon by the school's principal and the teacher who was sent to chaperon them, but the scolding was done in vain. The ceremony was uneventful: they had to stand the entire time; under the hot sun, no less. Afterwards, they were graciously invited for tea in a building they called the Retreat House: a place where students stay in to reflect and strengthen their bond with the Lord.
Everyone in the Yamayurikai shared one thought: Shiori would get one massive orgasm if she saw this place. When Sei snorted and made a crack about Shiori masturbating to Maria-sama's statue, she was promptly silenced by Youko, who had pounded her to the wall with an insanely large mace. Eriko wondered idly how such a weapon could have fit amongst Youko's skirt pleats. Strangely enough, the principal didn't notice a thing and continued to gush about the Retreat House (the principal, strangely, also neglected to mention that the House was also the sight of the world renowned adult film "Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!" Yumi would have been overjoyed and asked for the principal’s autograph on her own pirated copy of the film.)
Luckily, the cafeteria* was close by and they were soon settled for a belated lunch. Most would say it was Yoshino, some would say it was Youko - but whoever it was, this said someone had spiked the tea and things began to go downhill from there. Rei grabbed the tablecloth and yanked it, thinking she could successfully pull the cloth without so much as budging a fork. Everything went flying and tea flew into various laps and bosoms. But Rei did not appear to care and she proceeded to perform a very... interesting dance sequence on the table top (Yumi thought to herself how Rei would have done well in the world renowned adult film “Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!”).
Youko's brows twitched. "Sachiko," she barked at her soeur, "how many times to do I have to tell you to keep a leash and collar on your pets? Or did you forget to bring the leash and collar again?"
Sachiko tried not to whimper, but it was not missed by Youko, who had given her a good pinch in the ear. "I'm sorry, Onee-sama! I'll try harder! I promise!" Her shameless begging seemed to have gotten through to Youko, and she made sure to verbally express her pleasure when Youko gave her an encouraging pat on the head.
"Know that I'm being harsh to you for a reason, Sachiko. I want you to be prepared for the worst," she hummed motherly, still ignoring Rei, who was now crawling, some would say ‘erotically’, into the principal’s lap. "Now, I know Rei isn't as hard to break as Sei, but see here how well I've tamed my pet." Youko reached for Sei and tickled under the blonde's chin as one would to a cat. Sei, surprisingly, purred happily. "We all thought Sei would dominate us, but look how that turned out. Shimako might surprise you and take your position from you - one can never be too sure about the White Roses; remember that."
Sachiko hung her head in shame and murmured, "I won't disappoint you, Onee-sama."
"Good. Now, detain your animal before it gives that poor old woman a heart attack from that lap dance." She looked on with pride as Sachiko commanded Rei to cease grinding her ass against the principal's crotch and promptly leashed the half-naked Rei and dragged her out of the building to be punished accordingly. Seeing that the principal seemed to have passed out from shock (or excitement), Youko finally gave notice to the questioning stares of the first-years. "Yes, children?"
Yumi cast a wary glance to the door that Sachiko and Rei had exited, then back at her grand soeur. "Rosa Chinensis, I-I don't understand..."
"Ah, of course," Youko said, sounding like she finally realized something. "Tsutako, would you be a dear and educate the ignorant girls?"
Tsutako popped her head from under the table, her camera flashing as she exclaimed, "With pleasure, Rosa Chinensis!" She crawled out and dusted herself, oblivious to the stares given to her by the first-years. "Okay, here's the gist of it," she began, "while everyone outside of the Yamayurikai know their place, you're all labeled leaders, mostly the Roses. Now, that could create some problems, because you know how some people are leaders and never followers. So, to settle this, it's been long decided for the Roses battle for the top position; whoever gets the other two Roses to submit becomes the alpha."
That sounds familiar… one of Yuuki and Suguru’s sex games …? Yumi thought.
"It's just like hyenas," Tsukao concluded, "although, the victor doesn't kill her rivals. She just has to make sure they know their place. Teehee."
"It's best to start as early as your first year. As you can clearly see," Youko hummed and made a gesture for Sei to come, and Sei obediently came, "I am the alpha, though I am challenged on occasion."
Eriko laughed and shrugged, "I think it's hardly fair that you use your pet's feelings for you to tilt the odds to your favor, Mistress."
"Why, my subordinate, are you calling me a cheater?" Youko sounded genuinely shocked. "Are you also saying I don't love my darling little Sei?" Youko pulled at Sei's blouse so the blonde was in level enough to receive a kiss on the neck from her. "You know I love my little pet."
Sei's eyes sparkled. "Y-you do?"
"But, of course." Youko responded with another kiss on the neck.
"FUCK, YEAH! SCCCOOOOORRREEEEEE~~~!!!" Sei bounced to her feet and pumped her fist in the air. "HELL FUCKING YEAH. I AM THE FUCKING SHIT. I AM THE FUCKING SEX! I AM THE SEX ON YOUR BED AND THE SHIT ON YOUR TOILET SEAT. YEAH, BABY!" Yet, before she could move on to her victory dance, Sei was viciously smacked on her behind.
Youko giggled to herself and waved around the ping pong paddle she used to spank Sei. "I love it when she gives me reasons to punish her." Eriko wondered again how Youko had managed to smuggle a modified, spiked ping pong paddle into another country. Youko buckled a collar around Sei's neck and clipped a leash to it. "Come," she said, patting the paddle to Sei's ass again. They headed for one of the dorm rooms they were invited to sleep in and left Eriko to explain everything to the traumatized first-years.
"You," was all Eriko said as she pointed at Yoshino, "I'll have to give Youko my favorite brand of lubricant AND Shizuka if you don't make these two-” She gestured at Yumi and Shimako’s terrified faces. “-your bitches." And she stood to leave as well, her exit music being the sounds of Rei screaming in pain.
"Crickey! Is that the cries of a subordinate, I hear? Well, bust my balls and tie 'em in a knot, I'd better make like a pregnant woman with twins to the bathroom on over there this instant!" Tsutako said, skillfully switching one accent to the other, and sprinted towards the door. "This here is gonna be my first chance to witness a bouton battle! Oh, Maria-sama loves me! Note to self: give horny, voyeuristic statue more naughty pictures. Number two: make sure they're kinky; Maria-sama IS watching, after all." Tsutako struck a pose and leapt for the door, meaning to make a flashy exit.
But the door was closed and Tsutako rammed right into it, effectively breaking her nose, her glasses and her camera.
In that order.
That afternoon, after Yumi, Shimako and Yoshino had delivered, rather, dragged the principal all over the school looking for the infirmary, the three first-years opted to explore the campus grounds. In truth, they were tired from the trip and wanted to rest desperately, but they couldn't really go back to their hotel as the principal insisted they stay in the Retreat House for the remainder of the visit. (Their chaperon happily agreed and probably kept all the money meant to be spent on hotel expenses.) Unfortunately, the dorm room they were to use (and the only room open at that) was currently being used by Youko and Sei.
Eriko, they had last seen ambushing a student who was passing by the House; she then forced the flustered student to submission and ran off with the poor girl's uniform, leaving her naked in the tennis court. She then slipped into the girl's uniform and began to stalk the halls.
"Don't any of you think this is all strange?" Yumi asked.
"Not really," Shimako shrugged, winking at the middle school student who was staring at her. "I mean, we all know Sei has been drooling over Youko ever since we caught her having fun time with Youko's sock, and, Eriko, well, she just wants to shag everybody - you know how that is, Yumi."
"She's like a rumor," Yoshino quipped with the pride of a student gloating about their teacher, "she moves from mouth to mouth at the speed of light!"
"It's even a good thing that we were sent here," Shimako added with a nod, now shaking her ass at that middle school student, who was actually reciprocating. "Remember how we went to that little trip? She ran out of people and would have banged that chicken, that poor pecker."
"How could I forget?" Yoshino said, exasperated. "You and I had to be her little peckers for the rest of the week!"
"Oh, but I LOVED that whipped cream! I never tasted anything so delicious!" Shimako exclaimed, for a moment forgetting her admirer.
Yoshino's eyes bugged out. "Shimako..."
"Yes?"
"That wasn't whipped cream."
Shimako blinked. "It wasn't?"
"Uh, no." Yoshino sighed, mumbling, "what a twit," under her breath.
"But it was so full!"
"Yeah..."
"It was so CREAMY. MMMM."
"Yeah, about that..."
"Granted, it was rather... saltier and thicker than regular whipped cream -and a bit yellowish- but that's what makes it so delicious!" Shimako sighed happily and embraced Yoshino, who was now cringing and twitching. "Oh, Yoshino, I am so grateful for these memories we share! I wish to bond with you and everybody more! My heart feels so open and so free that it has grown wings and waits to take flight!"
"Dear Lord," Yoshino wriggled out of Shimako's arms, "you've clearly been hanging around Sei way too much."
"Well, no," Shimako hummed, back to flirting with that student from earlier, "your cousin's just as cheesy."
Yoshino's jaw dropped, "WHAT DID YOU SAY?!"
"My, my, my," Shimako crooned, her hands on her hips as she let out an evil cackle, "have you forgotten that I'm a bouton, too? I rumble and tumble with those girls just as often as they do with each other. But since I'm also a first-year student, I can still play with you two." She placed a hand on her cheek and looked over Yumi and Yoshino like they were both slabs of meat, "Oh, I like playing in both fields. Gives more... variety."
"Lookie here, blondie," Yoshino growled, pressing a finger painfully to Shimako's cheek, "I can take Rei-chan monkeying around with that bitch Sachiko, but that's only because I got WAY too drunk and jumped Yumi's scrawny little bones! And I'd deny it if I could but, apparently, Youko taped the whole thing! And, NOW, you tell me that you've been in Rei-chan's pants, too?! WHAT THE HELL, AM I GOING TO FIND A PUSSY IN HER PUSSY NEXT TIME?!"
"There's an idea!"
"Whenever Rei-chan came home smelling like Gingko," Yoshino paused and gawked, "it was you! What in God's name do you do with gingko!?"
"Rei's a dirty, dirty, girl," Shimako purred, swaying her hips at Yoshino. "Of course, you wouldn't know that."
"DO NOT MOCK ME, WENCH!" Yoshino roared, smoke coming out of her nose. Then, she stopped, as if an idea came to her and broke into an incredibly huge grin. "Wait, wait," she said, rubbing her chin as though she had a beard. "I know what to do with you, you two-faced whore. Instead of just tearing you from limb to limb," she paused again, this time, for effect, and pulled out a baseball bat. "I hope you're as big as your mouth, bitch, or else this is gonna ~hurt~!"
Shimako huffed, "THAT little thing? Honey, if you think that will hurt me, then, you're in for a big surprise."
"I thought you'd say something like, that," Yoshino's grin grew as she pulled out yet another object: a volleyball.
"You cannot be serious," Shimako gaped, "that can't possibly fit!"
"I'm as serious as fuck, slut!" Yoshino snapped as she gave chase. "And we'll MAKE it fit! NYAHAHAHAHA."
When the two were a good distance away, Yumi crawled out of the bush she had been hiding in ever since the "whipped cream" conversation. During this time, however, Yumi realized that her room was exactly like the room in the world-renowned adult film (pr0n), “Catholic Girls Gone Wild!!! XXX!!!” in which Celine, the butch girl, anally fisted Ali, the innocent virgin. She gasped in shock and revelation, a feeling of epiphany washing over her more thoroughly than Sei’s golden showers every could. "Now," Yumi declared with undeniable determination, "onwards to the principal! I SHALL HAVE THAT AUTOGRAPH EVEN IF IT KILLS ME!" With twigs and leaves stuck to her hair and her uniform, Yumi sprinted back to the infirmary, the thought of Catholic school girls going wild spurring her on.
From behind a massive stack of papers, Youko surveyed the people present at the table. She was surprised that the Rose Mansion in this school was a perfect clone to Lillian's, but she wouldn't have had it any other way. It not only kept them from getting homesick, but it was also conveniently placed beside the Retreat House. After she was done with Sei, Youko went directly to the principal's office, flashed the secretary to render her unconscious, and hijacked the PA system to announce to the scattered members of the Yamayurikai to gather in the makeshift Rose Mansion late in the afternoon.
She was displeased that not everyone was in attendance. "Well," she said as she cleared her throat, "I suppose we should start with Yumi, Shimako, Sachiko and Rei." Youko had a very good idea as to where Sachiko and Rei might be, and, she assumed, that there was a good chance that Shimako was with them. However, Yoshino came in looking very pleased with herself, saying something about not having to deal with the gingkoes anymore. Youko began to suspect that Shimako, while not with Rei and Sachiko, would not be present. As for Yumi - Youko really hadn't the faintest idea where the girl went. Though, she heard rumors about the principal being stalked...
Eriko was there, surprisingly enough, and smelled of sex, which was something that didn't really come as a shock anymore. Sei was on a seat that was furthest from hers, a pouty, sour expression on her face. Youko ignored Sei and cleared her throat again. "Since we'll be here for a week, it was arranged that we do our other business here," she said, not waiting for a response. "We'll start tomorrow. Tell everyone else that."
"I didn't know Roses had to do so much paperwork..." Yoshino squeaked, eyes wide at the sight of the pile.
"Oh, they're not paperwork."
Yoshino arched a brow. "Then, what are they?"
"Scripts for our acts, lists of freebies we'll be getting for screwing each other in front of a camera, deeds and gift certificates for the extra cheesy ones that most likely came from Sei," Youko stopped and giggled when she heard Sei make a sound of disapproval and promptly quieted Sei with a stern look. "Hmm, what else? Ooh, printed out pr0n! Nudie pics - wow, nice tits." Realizing that she was straying from the topic, Youko shook her head and continued to shuffle through the papers, "Oh and here's a picture of Eriko playing pony with Rei's kendo stick."
"WHAT?!" Yoshino shrieked and dived for the paper in Youko's hand, "GIVE ME THAT RIGHT NOW."
Eriko slowly started to make her way out of the door, but her escape was foiled when she was grabbed the ankle and towed back in place. She turned to find Yoshino looking down at her with a wide grin and a mad look in her eyes; in her hands were not one, but two volleyballs. "Let's see if you have the balls to take these, Rosa Foetida." She said the name with as much spite as she could.
But Eriko was not to be bested by a first-year. Quickly, she rolled to the side and slipped under Yoshino's legs. "Hah! You can't get me so easily!" Standing face to face with Yoshino, Eriko carefully reached into the pocket of the skirt she had stolen and pulled out a giant magnifying glass. "You made a mistake by attacking me when that sun is still up!" With that, she moved to the window just enough so the light from the sun would be shining down on her, and then she lifted the magnifying glass to her forehead. Amazingly, light bounced from Eriko's now shiny forehead and shot through the glass.
"AAHHHH! MY EYES! MY EYES! THEY BURRRNNNNN." Yoshino wailed, her arms quickly moving to shield her eyes. "SHINY. FOREHEAD. TOO. POWERFUL... GAH!"
"Now's my chance!" Eriko allowed herself a moment to laugh victoriously before she ran out, a sight-impaired but recovering Yoshino in pursuit.
Youko smiled, pleased with herself, "Well, then," she chimed, her eyes on Sei, "now that they're out of the way..."
Sei grunted and turned her chair away from Youko's. "I thought you loved it when somebody watches. It sure as Hell makes you wet in ways I never will." She huffed and looked away. "Why is it that I'm not enough for you? You're everything to me! I give myself only to you...!"
"Except when you have to bang Shimako, Shiori or Shizuka..." Youko said. "Oh, and Yumi. Let's not forget Yumi."
"They don't count!" Sei spat, finally looking at Youko. "Don't you get it?" she whimpered, gray eyes teary. "I only care about you..." she trailed off, her lip quivering, and suddenly, she burst into tears, "BUT YOU DON'T! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ME!"
"I don't remember saying anything about going through our lines, today," Youko smirked, "or did your head hit the headboard one too many times while we were shagging?"
"That's not funny!" Sei whimpered.
"Are you still mad at me for calling you Shiori?" Youko sighed again, "I already told you that I was just getting you back for even thinking about her when we first saw the Retreat House." She walked up to Sei and settled her arms on the blonde's shoulders, her mouth finding Sei's ear. "You know I hate it when you think about someone else. You're only supposed to think about me all the time."
Sei grunted, strangely not affected, "I certainly can't say the same for you. So, why should I?"
Youko pulled away and began to circle Sei's chair, her fingers gliding along whatever part of Sei's body was in her reach. "I know a way to change your mind..." Youko casually placed her hand on the table and continued to circle Sei, making a few pieces of paper fall to the ground. "Oh, my, how clumsy of me," she gasped, sounding genuinely surprised, but then her voice became low and sultry. "Let me get that for you." She stopped, conveniently standing in front of Sei, and bent down to pick up the papers.
Sei couldn't really stay bitter with Youko's ass in her face.
"Oh, I've been bad to you," Youko purred. "So very, very bad."
"You haven't really..." Sei's train of thought crashed into a cement wall when Youko wiggled her hips. "... ass..."
"Maybe you should," Youko gave herself a hard spank, looking over at Sei with the same face Sei had been giving her earlier, "punish me?"
"Shiny..."
Youko stiffened. "What?"
"Your ass," Sei said simply, poking Youko's left butt cheek. "Your ass is shiny. Did you wax it or something? Is your ass like Eriko's forehead? Does it reflect sunlight, too? Fascinating..." She seemed to ponder on the subject more and kept at the poking, which eventually made her stop and say, "I think you've been sitting on your ass too much. Yumi does wax the chair seats and it came off on your ass."
Youko straightened and glared at Sei for a few seconds, her eyes red. "Is that so? Well, I suppose I could indulge myself one more time," then, she shoved Sei, making the blonde fall over with the chair and sat on Sei's face, "because it seems I haven't been sitting on your face enough."
"Ooohh, yeah, babe, I like it JUST LIKE THAT! Ohohoho, what is that? You want me and you can't deny it! Da body don't lie, baby, da body don't lie!"
Youko rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "Dick."
The sensation of Sei’s nose against her ass certainly felt like one, too.