NOVEL NEXT Chapter 17: Chapter 16
They arrived at the Eleventh squad barracks, somehow managing to avoid the tiny pink haired Lieutenant. The blue eyed woman looked to Yoruichi with uncertainty..
"You'd better get started," Yoruichi said. Tonight Captain Zaraki is out drinking with his squad, but he'll be back soon." The other woman nodded in understanding. "Oh, and one last thing," Yoruichi said reaching inside her robe and pulling out a small bottle of sake. "Relax." She handed the small bottle over to the woman who reluctantly took it. "Thank you," the woman said tucking the bottle inside her bag.
"Good night," Yoruichi said with a gleam in her eye before she disappeared in a flash of shunpo.
After placing the strongest barrier that she could around the Captain of the eleventh squad's dwelling, she took one last look around before hopping through the window. Once inside, she folded the cape up neatly and placed it in the corner of the room. Not wanting to turn the lights on and attract attention, she found her way around in the dark. His living quarters were smaller than she'd expected, mainly because the Captain was such a large man, but it was surprisingly neat. Except for the table and chairs that sat in the small kitchen and the enormous futon in the bedroom, there was really no furniture to speak of. It was perfect. She had all the space she would need. The big empty room that separated the bedroom from the kitchen was where she decided to set up.
She opened up her small bag of supplies and pulled out the pair of black shoes. She felt herself beginning to tense up. In an attempt to calm her nerves, she stood, closed her eyes and took a couple deep breaths. Her eyes snapped open as she remembered what Yoruichi gave her before she left. She reached inside the small satchel and felt around until her fingers touched the bottle that contained her salvation. With no hesitation, she opened the bottle, closed her eyes and gulped down its contents. Within minutes she was feeling the effects. She wasn't drunk, but she was defiantly relaxed. 'Mission one accomplished. Now let me get ready.'
Kenpachi entered his home, slamming the door behind him. He walked through the kitchen and unfurnished sitting room, entered his bedroom and threw his captains haori and robe on the futon. His unseen visitor stayed hidden in the shadows of the empty room. She listened as he started the shower and tried not to fidget too much as she waited for him to get out. The anticipation was killing her. 'Maybe I could get him while he's in the shower. He would be completely vulnerable.' The sound of the shower turning off brought her out of her thoughts. She stepped back into the shadows as Kenpachi emerged from his bedroom wrapped in nothing but a towel, apparently on his way to the kitchen.
"Bakudo 63, Sajo Subako (Locking bondage Stripes)," she canted.
"Huh," was all he could say before he found himself bound with yellow chains.
"Not very observant are we Captain," she said as Kenpachi looked around for the source of the voice. She hit the lights, allowing him to lay eyes upon his captor. He stared at her in awe, letting her know that Rangiku and Yoruichi had done their jobs well.
She wore a black latex bustier with buckles going all down the front that made her ample breasts sit much higher than she was used to. It was so tight, she could barely breathe, but Rangiku had said it was absolutely necessary that it be as tight as possible. Her raven black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail that came through a hole in the back of her black latex hood mask and fell neatly down her back. It reminded her of the mask of an executioner during renaissance times, but it concealed her identity perfectly. Her nose was covered leaving only her bluish purple eyes and ruby red lips exposed. Following Yoruichi's direction, she wore the red and black G-string, which also had a buckle on the front. It was surprisingly comfortable just like Rangiku said it would be. To top the whole look off she wore the most impractical shoes she'd ever laid her eyes on. They were 7 inch knee high ballet boots with thick straps that went around the front of her leg leaving slits of her leg visible. As she looked at the confused face of the mighty Kenpachi she allowed herself a small smirk. He had no idea he was looking at the Captain of the fourth division, Unohana Retsu.
Slightly buzzed from the drink, she took a moment to admire his more than impressive physique. The Gods must have been smiling down on her because at that moment his loosely knotted towel fell to the floor. Her eyes almost popped out of her head. If she didn't know any better she would think the Captain was born with a defect because it appeared to be a third leg coming from between his legs. To say that Captain Zaraki was well endowed would have been the understatement of the millennium. She tore her eyes away from his gracious plenty and realized that his usually spiky hair hung down past his shoulders, dripping water down his chest and back. Of course the bells were nowhere in sight but she couldn't bring herself to worry about such a small detail at that moment when there were so many other wonderful things to think about.
The spell she used would usually bind the targets arms down to their sides, but by simply reversing the hand signal, the chains wrapped around his wrists and ankles and disappeared into the ceiling and the floor, stretching him spread-eagle.
"Captain Zaraki," she said, in a stronger, more seductive voice than she normal used. "I'm here because you have something that I want." Once again her gaze fell between his legs. This did not go unnoticed by the eleventh division Captain. "And I'm not leaving until I get it," she said reaching down to grab her whip.
Upon seeing the barbed cat o'nine tails Kenpachi's confused expression slowly fell away. The corners of his mouth began to curl up revealing his trademark slightly crooked smile, something that she'd secretly always found very appealing.
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