Meanwhile, as Ichigo proceeded to tease Yang's anus with the tip of his penis, Orihime stepped forward and looked down at the doubled over Yin. A serene, almost Unohana-esque smile was upon the auburn-haired beauty's face before she turned around and purposefully backed up into Yin.
Tatsuki and Chizuru, seeing their mistress grinding her ass into the arrancar's face, stepped forward and started attending to her breasts using both their hands and mouths. Ryo, on the other hand, went down on Orihime and started eating out the buxom "princess", using her tongue to explore every inch of her mistress's pussy.
Ichigo, smirking as he watched how Orihime was playing with Yin, decided to stop torturing Yang and finally thrust his length into her ass, causing the redhead to moan happily. The touch of his member against her anus had made her want him inside her so badly that every second he didn't penetrate her was almost physically painful, and she had been begging desperately for him to fuck her ass.
And Ichigo was finally ready to oblige her. He held almost nothing back as he pumped furiously in and out of the arrancar's ass, violently reaming her anus and causing her to moan "Master!" loudly and longingly.
Eventually, Ichigo came inside Yang's ass, his semen pouring into all the tears in her anus, causing her to whimper and moan while she came as well.
That was when a certain voluptuous, dark-skinned someone chose to blur into sight, appearing with a cocky grin on her face. One hand was pressed against her hip, which was cocked sexily to one side, and the other held the former shinigami captain's target.
Ichigo, pulling out of Yang, smirked at the sight of Yoruichi carrying a nude, bakudo-bound Bambietta slung haphazardly over her shoulder.
"S'up?" said the ex-Onmitsukido commander, golden eyes twinkling mischievously as they were cast over the various on-going proceedings. "You miss me?"
"Not at all," said Ichigo wryly.
Yoruichi laughed, throwing her head back as the uproarious guffaws tore from those plump, kissable lips. "You're lucky you're such a damn good lay, Ichigo, or else I might take offense to that sort of talk."
Ichigo chuckled, himself, before noticing something else about the state of Miss Shihoin's prisoner.
He cocked an eyebrow when he saw the two large, menacingly studded black dildos were sticking out of Bambietta's ass and pussy, the futilely struggling quincy girl's face colored a bright, nigh-fluorescent pink. They were clearly tearing the lass's holes right the fuck up, though their girth was nonetheless visibly less than that of Ichigo's own manhood.
"Where in the world were you keeping those?" he asked Yoruichi curiously, eliciting a sly smirk from the woman in question.
"Where do you think?" she purred, dropping Bambietta, who was bound shibari style with glowing ropes of kido, onto the sand at Ichigo's feet.
Glancing down at the dildos which – again – while large and intimidating, were nonetheless still smaller than his dick, Ichigo shrugged.
"Up your ass?" he guessed.
"Half right," Yoruichi said with a smirk and a wink, before bending down and slowly, teasingly pulling the dildos out of Bambietta.
That was about when Ichigo noticed that the quincy girl also had a ball gag in her mouth silencing her, which explained the absence of vocal protests of this treatment from Bambietta. He then looked to her ass and pussy, which looked sore and stretched out from the dildos.
He recalled the things that Bambietta and her fellow Sternritter did to the Seireitei, in the past, and to his friends in the Gotei 13. While he had not exactly been a good personal friend of everyone who had been killed in that attempted coup of, well, existence, Ichigo had nonetheless been affected by it in his own way. And many of those relatively few people whom he did know in Soul Society were badly affected by the casualties of the war.
The quincies of the Vandenreich, and their leader in particular, had done nothing to endear themselves to Ichigo. If anything, they had done everything in their power to make him want them dead. Ichigo might not have been particularly inclined to holding grudges after the fact, but that didn't mean he had no bad feelings towards the Sternritters.
So, when knelt down over Bambiette, lining himself up with her already visibly sore and abused cunt, and saw the fear in her eyes... well, he relished it.
"I don't like you," he said quietly, glowering down at the quincy. "But at least you've got a halfway decent body. And who knows? Maybe you'll even enjoy this."
Grabbing her hips tight, drinking in the horrified way Bambietta's eyes stared up at him, Ichigo slammed himself into her.
The former Stern Ritter let out a gasp that was audible even through the ball gag in her mouth. She'd thought the dildos had been stretching her out, but as Ichigo massive cock plunged into her pussy, she realized that those dildos were nothing compared to the real deal. At least, in Ichigo's case.
She could not help the blush that came onto her face as the substitute soul reaper so callously fucked her, not bothering with any manner of pretext or foreplay. Nor could she help the pleasurable shiver that ran up her spine as she felt his dick bump up against her cervix as he drilled her cunt.
Ichigo was having a good deal of fun as he fucked Bambietta. As one of the Stern Ritter, he knew the girl had no doubt killed a number of shinigami, so he was not bothering with making this fun for her. He wasn't having sex with her. Her was raping her. Maybe he was being a bit cruel, punishing the girl for simply following orders, but he could not help but feel the need to put her in her place.
And so he fucked her, roughly, violently stretching out her cunt. He did not bother to pull out when he came, instead filling her pussy with his seed. And he made sure to come inside her multiple times, raping Bambietta's pussy until she was visibly to weak to stand.
Ichigo sighed in satisfaction as he came in Bambietta's one last time. The girl had stopped protesting a while ago. In fact, she had not been capable of any kind of vocalization more eloquent than a whimper or moan...
Turning Bambietta over so that he could see her face, Ichigo looked into the former Stern Ritter's eyes and saw that they were completely empty. There was no sign of any sort of intelligence behind her dark orbs, and her tongue was hanging out of her mouth as she panted weakly.
Her body was covered in sweat, and her fair skin was deeply flushed. Bambietta did not do anything as Ichigo looked down at her. She simply lay there, panting and shivering.
"Heheh," Ichigo chuckled somewhat darkly. "Looks like all that was a bit too much for her..." he mused.
Yoruichi, who had been sitting on the sidelines and watching in amusement as he raped the quincy girl, nodded slowly. There was a wicked smirk on her face, and she was reclining lazily in the sand, uncaring of the reishi particles that got into her nether regions as she lounged about completely naked.
"Yeah, I guess she just didn't have what takes to handle your fucking," the dark skinned, golden eyed ex-shinigami said in a distinctly cheery tone. "There probably isn't anything left of her mind..." she continued, now speaking huskily. "Now she's nothing more than a receptacle for your semen."
Several of the hypnotized girls on the sidelines got somewhat jealous looks on their faces at this statement. Ichigo just laughed it off, though.
"You think so?" he said. "Well, that's nice. It's definitely the kind of fate that someone like her deserves..." he remarked in good humor, causing Yoruichi to chuckle.
"My, my," said she, "What a ruthless man you've become... It's really turning me on."
There was a virtually unanimous chorus of agreement from the peanut gallery, at this statement, and Ichigo grinned.
"Heh, maybe I should fuck some of you girls, next..." he mused. "I know you've certainly been waiting long enough."
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