Germaine Shepard, Mistress Of Kennel Club

BY : alansmithy555
Category: Dragon Ball Z > AU - Alternate Universe
Dragon prints: 725
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball Z, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

“That’s impossible, master,” Phi exclaimed, “I can’t make love to you for an hour.”

“I’m not your master,” Germaine told him, “and nothing’s impossible.”

Phi blushed before lowering his head. “But,” he hesitated, “I’m a virgin.”

Germaine smiled. “Fine.” She poked his chin with her forefinger. “Thirty minutes.” She lifted his chin and looked him in the eye. “You will fuck me for thirty minutes.”

Phi chuckled and averted his gaze. “I’ll try,” he said with a smile.

Germaine furrowed her brow. “No,” she snapped. “You will not try.” She seized his throat. “You will fuck me for half an hour.” She squeezed his windpipe. “Or you will die.”

Phi widened his eyes and clenched his teeth. “No,” he croaked.

“Yes,” she hissed. “You’ll pay for deceiving me.” She caressed his cheek. “With semen,” she dug her nails into his flesh, “or with blood.” She grinned as blood trickled from the punctures. “The choice is yours.”

Phi winced. “I don’t want to die,” he wheezed. “I want to learn.” He grabbed her wrist. “I want to fight.”

Germaine shook her head. “No,” she said with a grin. “You want to fuck.” She loosened her grip. “Fuck me for thirty minutes without ejaculating,” she raked the boy’s pixie-cut hair with her fingers, “and I’ll teach you martial arts.”

Phi smiled before lowering his head and eyelids. “Thank you, master.”

Germaine tugged his hair, forcing Phi to widen his eyes and lift his head. “I’m not your master,” she told him, “but I will be soon.” She kissed his wound. “I have faith in you.”

Phi gasped when his cheek tingled, but sighed when the pain subsided and his punctures vanished. He rubbed his cheek. “I can feel your Ki coursing through me.”

Germaine licked blood from her lips. “And I can taste yours.” She stroked his hair and smiled. “You’re weak, but I’ll make you strong.”

“Thank you, Miss Shepard.”

“Call me Germaine.”

Phi nodded. “Okay.” His face reddened as he ogled her cleavage. “So, uh, can I, um, touch your boobs now?”

Germaine furrowed her brow. “No,” she replied before turning her head to glare at her window. “Not yet.”

Phi chuckled. “All right, that’s cool.” He cleared his throat. “Can I, um, you know, touch your butt, then?”

Germaine frowned. “We’ve a guest.” She approached the window, then waved her hand. “Come here, boy.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Phi approached Germaine before staring at the curtains. “Expecting company?”

Germaine shook her head. “Our guest is uninvited.” Her irises shifted from brown to yellow, the curtains parted when her eyes glowed, then she stared at the beach and the ocean beyond it. “Well, hello, kitty.”

Phi saw sand, grass, palm trees, and water when he looked through the windowpane. He shrugged. “I don’t see anyone, Germaine.”

Germaine put her hand on Phi’s shoulder, then pointed at the window. “There’s a girl on a rowboat approaching from the south. They call her the Pride Of Kat House.” She sighed. “She’ll be here soon.”

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