Part 3: It's Spring Cleaning Time
Yuffie mumbled then grunted as something nudged her in the ribs. Groaning she rolled onto her back and sat up only to have a reminder as to -why- she slept on her side in the first place. She winced when she finally sat up and her tired eyes opened to see the man who fed her standing before her. He was standing there arms crossed, his brown eyes looking straight at hers.
"Up thee get little one. Thy work is not done for this day."
"Huh? What? Not done?," Yuffie mumbled as she draged herself off the floor. This whole thing held little amusement for her.
"Indeed, thou hast napped after thine discipline but there is much left to do. Undress thine self then follow me, chores await thee." he answered, a small amused though not uncaring look on his face.
"Yea yea.." she started to undress then stopped suddenly and looked up at the large man wide eyed. "Wait! What!? You want me naked -again-? Don't you have -any- morals burly? A girl's body is her own!" the ninja added as a matter of fact, eying the man sharply.
The burly man just chuckled, nodding. "Indeed, I dost have morals. It is mine morals and the morals of mine compatriots that this is being done to thee. Thou art on the path to sin and dishonour and that must be purged from thee."
Yuffie, deciding to be stubborn crossed her arms and looked away with her eyes closed. "Not happening burly. I'm a girl and I'm not undressing for some random guy who asks me t.. OW!" she shrieks and her hands rush to her posterior, cluching it tightly as she hopped around.
Out of nowhere the man brought out a thick cane and swung it squarely on Yuffie's already bruised buttocks. "OW! alright alright geez! I'll undress! For the love of Bahamut I'll undress!" she groaned dejectedly and proceeded to undress herself slowly and gingerly. She kept her back towards the man and her clothes slowly dropped to the floor. When done she turned round facing him, her hands covering her most private parts, bringing a cute but embarassed blush to her cheeks.
He nodded once and placed his hand on her right shoulder and lead her away. "Thou hast chores to complete before thine third discipline this day."
Yuffie almost stumbled from his words and squeaked a worried question to him. "T-third? Already? But I'm still sore from the first!"
He nodded without looking at her and kept moving through the mansion, leading the worried ninja down corridors and around corners. "Verily. In mine land ones such as thee would hast been thrown in the dungeons and forgotten."
Squirming somewhat from his firm grasp but not breaking free, she cried out in irritation. "What are you talking about? What DID I do to you people?" She had no clue what she did to deserve this treatment and it was starting to really get on her nerves. What was even more irritating to her was how escape and avoidance was proving very difficult.
The man swung open a door revealing an old fashioned kitchen with a brick stove, racks of poultry, fowl and boar, as well as barrels with lids on them. There was coarse wooden stool in one corner with several kitchen utensils nearby. "Sit thineself down child and begin peeling the vegetables in the barrels hither. Whenst done, thou shalt be informed to thine next task."
He lead her to the stove and planted her down firmly on the rough wood making the girl squirm. It wasnt painful just hard and sitting on this stool with her bruised bottom for any length of time would be very uncomfortable indeed. The burly man made his way out of the room and locked the kitchen behind him. A grin creeped on her lips and she jumped up, heading to one of the drawers.
'There's bound to be knives and such here, I'll get out in no time!' She opened the drawer, looked at its contents then her face grew pale before she slammed the drawer muttering. She stomped to the barrels, popped open the lid and groaned seeing the piles and piles of root vegetables within. She sat down on the stool, wincing once more as her blue tinted bottom pressed against the unyielding wood. Picking up one of many potatoes, she began peeling them with little enthusiasm while she thought about the contents of the drawer.
Inside was a note that read:
Thou shalt not find knives in hither drawers. For thou to be searching within reveals thy intention to escape. Thou shalt be reminded as to what happens to ones that refuse to accept punishment for ones actions.
Peeling her tenth potato, she huffed and lobbed the slimey thing at the drawers, filling the room with a 'Bang' and 'Clash'. She sighed and picked up a turnip. She eyed the evil vegetable in her hands and grumbled. "I hate vegetables..."
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Meanwhile, Vincent decided to go out and look for Yuffie again. Her returned to the place he last saw her and nothing had changed. The carnival goers were utterly unaware of the plight of the missing girl as he asked around once again. For someone as obvious as Yuffie few people seemed to have noticed her. Hours passed and his search was proving unfruitful, that is untill he saw something gleaming on the floor. He spread his red cloak behind him and knelt down to examine the sparkle. Vincent was surprised to learn that is was Yuffie's vice, a small materia. This discovery brought concern to Vincent as anyone that knew her knew that materia had to be hidden very very well to escape the little ninja's gruby hands. Picking up the materia, he headed to the one stall he knew that offered materia as prizes.
"Oh welcome again tall dark and red! Fancy yer chances again against the bottles?" the gamekeep grinned at the possibility of a returning customer.
Vincent held out the materia before the gamekeep and asked bluntly. "This one of yours?"
The plump gamekeep looked at the hand curiously and leaned forward for a closer look at the stone. It didn't take long for the man to pull away and shake his head. "Not a chance, I don't stock that sorta materia. Most of mine are just ornamental, that's the real deal. So fancy yer chan...ces?"
Before the gamekeep could finish his sentence, Vincent mumbled a thank you and turned round back towards where he found the stone. He knelt down again and examined the floor closely when he saw another sparkle in the distance, he almost missed it amongst the crowd. Disregarding the stares of some of the carnival goers, her stood up and approached the second sparkle. Unsurprisingly it was another materia, and ahead of him he saw another one that was off to the side away from the center of the alleyway. Vincent couldn't help but have a bad feeling about this and his suspicions were confirmed when he saw signs of someone having fallen on the ground. The dirt was disturbed and the area was a bit cleaner than the rest.
Vincent groaned and shook his head, her clawed hand rubbing his temple. "Oh Yuffie, you foolish girl you fell for the oldest trick in the book..."
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"Am I done yet?" she whinned. Her chores varied through the afternoon and evening. Everything from peeling vegetables, watering the plants, cleaning the horse stables and finally cleaning out the large wood fire stove. The poor girl was miserable and tired, not only that but her naked form was covered in ash and soot. Though amusing, the burly man that returned to watched her couldn't help but find the sight before him adorable.
"Thou hast missed a spot," he gestured towards the back of the stove with a small grin he failed to hide.
Yuffie huffed and crawled through the over once again with duster in hand. She hated this position and knew that the man could see all her womanly glory. She just hoped that the ash covered most of what was interesting. "Pervert..." she muttered.
"Enough girl, thine work is done. A warm bath will clean thineself up before thine meeting with another, and thine third discipline."
Yuffie crawled out, throwing the dirty duster on the floor, and glared at the man. She was dirty, tired and irritated, she really didn't want another punishment though the idea of the bath sounded good. "What next?! More cleaning? Another spanking? What? Do I have to do a double backflip while dancing the hula?" she huffed in irritation.
He shook his head as he stood up. "Nay, thine discipline will be one of control. Girl, hast thou ever 'walked the rope'?"
Yuffie could do nothing but quirk a brow. Walking the rope didn't sound so bad, she was an acrobat afterall, best in the land if she did say so herself. A bit clumsy but still an acrobat. She had no idea what walking the rope truly was....
Part 4: Ninja's aren't afraid of a little rope
Yuffie's eyes widened in surprise at the sight before her. She was lead into a massive bathroom, larger than anything she'd ever seen. Wooden panel flooring of some expensive wood with gorgeous tiles all over the walls creating some sort of mythical mosaic picture. The centre of the room sported a huge bath that could easily fit 8 people with lots of leg room to spare.
"Thou may bathe here girl, soon thine next discipline shall begin and one of mine compatriots shall come for thee. Till then thou may have some privacy."
The door closed and locked behind her as Yuffie stood there, hands on her hips. She suddenly sneezed, dust from the fireplace still up her nose. She rubbed her nose as her eyes scoured her environment, instinctively searching for windows and other possible escape routes. Finding none, she sighed in disappointment and approached the bath that appeared to be filled with steaming water and soap bubbles but covered the bath in miniature rainbows.
Making the best of a bad situation, she leaped into the bath only to squeal and crawl out quickly, hopping around on her toes briefly, "Ow ow ow hot hot hot!"
She kicked a perfumed bar of soap which bounced against the edge of the bath and plonked right in the center. This time, she slowly slipped into the bath and let out a long relaxed sigh has her slim frame was finally submerged in the bath water. She held her breath and dunked her head in the water, feeling around for the hiding bar of soap. Having found it, she began to clean herself, rubbing the soap against all her nook and crannies where the fireplace ash had the nerve to hide in. She must have had a nap because she woke up to the sound of banging on the door.
"Dry thineself up girl, I shall return shortly for thine next punishment." an unfamiliar voice called out to her through the door, to which Yuffie merely groaned.
"Yea yea, I wouldn't -dream- of delaying things," Yuffie rolled her eyes as she climbed out of the bath and dried herself off with the fluffy towels she was provided. At least she smelt fresh and looked much cleaner now and Yuffie couldn't help but feel better now though it was most likely going to be short lived.
It didn't take long for the man to return again, unlock the door, and step into the somewhat steamy bathroom. Unlike the others, this dark haired tanned man did nothing to hide the fact that he was in fact looking her over, taking in her shapes and curves even with the towels in the way.
"With me girl," he said, grabbing her right arm firmly, "I am the next to deal with thee. I think thou shall find mine plan to be most... entertaining."
Yuffie eyed the man suspiciously though honestly she eyed all the men here suspiciously. "Uhuh..." she answered simply, holding the towels more tightly around herself and the man chuckled.
Silence as they walked through the corridors of the mansion, the candle lights making shadows dance against the walls. The man broke the silence once again with a question. "So tell me girl, is the one in red your lover?"
Yuffie's eyes shot wide open and she coughed in surprise. She eyed the man with a blush on her cheeks before looking away from him making an attempt at indignation. "Wha? Vinnie? W-what kind of question is that? N-none of your business!"
The dark haired man chuckled once again as he swung a door open revealing a very medieval styled bedroom with wooden furniture and large cream coloured candles. On the four post bed lay a coil of rope but Yuffie couldn't take her eyes of what was the most out of place part of the room. Along the width of the room, spanning about 4 meters was a stiff length of thick twine, knotted every foot along the length, and about thigh height for the man. The man lead the girl to the center of the room and tugged at the towels around her. Though resistant at first, holding firmly on the towels, a firm tug by the man ripped the towels from her grip. Yuffie hated being exposed like that and quickly covered her small breasts and womanhood from his gaze. The man would have none of that through and quickly grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back.
"Fold thine arms behind thine back, I must tie thine arms first," he ordered with a grin while he reached over for the coil of rope on the bed.
Something about this man made her feel very uncomfortable and self conscious. This one actually -looked- at her, looked at her as a woman rather than a child and it gave her mixed emotions. Her eyes in a daze as she looked ahead, deep in thought she was unaware of how the man was tying her up. She couldn't help wonder if Vincent ever looked at her that way, as much as she wanted him too she knew she just couldn't compete with Tifa and a lot of other women for that matter. Almost desperate for Vincent to see her as a woman rather than a child, she was snapped out of her day dream by a pat on her still sore bottom. She jerked in surprise to see the man step away from her to look her up and down. His words only made her blush even more in embarrassment.
"Lovely, thou art lovely girl in all that rope. I learned this technique from a friend of mine and am most pleased to put it into good use." he said softly, rubbing his chin while his eyes were fixed on Yuffie's bosom.
Yuffie's pert and firm breasts were pressed firmly between two sections of coiled rope, above her breasts and just under them causing them to thrust out wonderfully. A rope tied right in the middle brought the upper and lower coils together, separating Yuffie's breasts further. Her arms were tied crossed behind her upper back, hands clasping the upper arm of the opposite arm. The man couldn't help but note that Yuffie's nipples were stiff in excitement then he stepped forward and picked the girl up off the floor.
He approached the rope across the room and held her above it. "Spread thine legs girl so I may put thee down."
Then it clicked, Yuffie realised what the man was going to do to her then she started to struggle fiercely. "You gotta be kidding!!" she cried "No no no way no how not in a million years! Let me go let me go let me go!!"
Yuffie bucked and kicked desperately, proving to be a handful to the muscular man. An idea came to her head and she kicked her left heel hard behind her, hopping to strike the man's ground squarely and strongly. The feeling of something hard and metallic brought a groan and wince to the girl, and a chuckle from the man.
"Naughty girl, did thou think that I would be unprepared?" he smiled.
She growled in frustration, "That a trick question?"
With a smirk, he took her distraction as an opportunity and planted the girl firmly on the rope, her delicate womanhood lips parted by the rough twine. Yuffie let out a surprised gasp and stood on her toes which only barely lifted her sex off the coarse rope.
"Ow hey!" she cursed with a laboured breath, the feeling of coarse rope against her delicate pink sex being a complete surprise. At first thought it hurt, not a lot but it did and she didn't like it at all. She tried to lift her right leg over the rope but the man was prepared for this. Keeping his hands on her, they slid down to her ankles while keeping a grip and he manacled them together, separated by a chain only 2 feet long.
"Hey that stings, let me do the oven again!" Yuffie winced as she tried to maintain her balance and keep perfectly still as to not rub her delicate flesh against the rope. "Pervert! Pervert! You're a big fat Pervert!"
Once again the man chuckled and moved in front of Yuffie, lifting her chin up, "Move thineself to the end of hither rope and thou shall be released. Orgasm before the end and thine next lesson in the morning shall be harsher... simple yes?"
The man pulled his hand away as the little Ninja tried her best to bite his fingers off. Unfortunately for her she leaned forward which only made her situation worse. Her sex scrunched up against the rope and her clit running against the coarse fibers caused her to squeal and straighten once again. Her flushed aghast face stared straight at the man while her thighs pressed together.
"Oooh.. I f-feel strange, what d-did you do to m-me?" Yuffie panted as excitement already started to swell up in her.
The man with the irritating chuckle (according to Yuffie that is,) grinned in response and ran his fingers over the rope. "The rope was soaked in an aphrodisiac and allowed to dry. Now -walk- girl."
"But!"
"Now!"
Yuffie bit her lip and looked down at the rope. She took a deep breath and thought to herself, "I'm a Ninja.. I can walk a stupid rope.. think of Vinnie think of Vinnie think of Vinnie.. wait, why in the world am I thinking of Vinn.."
Yuffie let out a surprised squeal as the man struck her bottom with a swishy cane, causing her to unwittingly take a couple of steps forward over the rope. "Ow ow alright alright!"
The Ninja gathered herself, a stinging line across her bottom didn't help nor did the wetness and soreness between her legs. She was dreading the knot in front of her but Yuffie being Yuffie, decided to brave it out and go for it. She shuffled towards the knot, the rough twine rope sliding across her delicate wet sex and stiffening clit. Yuffie stood on her tiptoes, as high as she could to relieve the sensations she was feeling. But it wasn't high enough, as she shuffled forward over the knot, it rubbed against her sensitive clit allowing a whimper to escape her legs and causing her thighs to quiver..
"Already having trouble with the first knot girl?" the man chuckled irritatingly once again as his eyes focused directly on the glistening patch between Yuffie's thighs.
Not wanting to rub her sex on the rope any more than necessary, she refused to to lower herself down onto it's coarseness. She shuffled forward, each step sliding the rope teasingly against her folds. With each step her calves built up in cramps, the position straining and tiring her gradually. Yuffie's cheeks flushed and sweat dripped down her brow, she didn't know if she could make it across like this and her worry was only confirmed when she passed over the second knot. Once again she whimpered as the large coarse knot ground against her sensitive pink clit, scratching and rubbing, sensations she was unfamiliar with down there.
"Thou art quite wet girl, for upon the rope dost I see a trail of thine wetness," the man remarked to a Ninja that wasn't particularly paying much attention to him at that moment.
"Uhh..." Yuffie whimpered mentally, "This is so embarrassing, V-Vinnie... where are you?"
Over the second, then third and fourth knot, each step was getting harder and harder for the poor girl. Her sex was on fire both from the aphrodisiac and the itchy scratchy rope. As much as she tried she couldn't hold herself anymore and over the fifth knot she finally lost it and her legs gave way. Her light frame fell onto the rope and drove the rough fibres straight in between her pussy lips. Having lost her footing she slid forward a couple of inches which slid the knot past her clit, pussy, to her anus. Yuffie's back arched as she let out an embarrassed cry of ecstasy. Her body shuddered over the rope as she came... she lost the game, and badly.
Lost in a daze of pleasure as her love juices dribbled down her thighs, one word escaped her lips to the amusement of the man beside her. "Vinnie..."
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