Story: Stick and Boot (chapter 1)

Kaname Kugatachi A.K.A. Freya “the third fist” walked quietly down the hall of Ragnarok's rundown warehouse base as she randomly passed by rooms. Loki sat at his computer, frowning at his screen as his female lackey number 20 cleaned her air-gun behind him, her face in the same manner.

In the next room Berserker sat quietly with a bag of walnuts in his lap as he crushed a handful in his bare hand and ate the meat inside them with a grimace.

“Looks like I'm not the only one who's bored stiff around here.”

She continued down to her room as she walked in and closed the door. There wasn't much in the small blue room but a chair, a rough looking bunk, and a half-filled weapon rack.

“This room looks how I feel... like shit.”

Freya took off her orange biker coat and set it over the back of her chair as she lay down on her uncomfortable bunk. The tall, brown-haired girl stared at the ceiling thinking about her training of the group of Valkyrie under her tutelage. They were all progressing very well, all but one.

“Kisara...”

Kisara Nanjo hadn't picked a weapon yet, but even so Kaname was leaning heavily on training her with the staff.

“Why is she fighting this so much? Doesn't she know how much stronger she will become with my staff training?”

The tall girl felt a tiny shiver race up her spine as her tight body suddenly loosened onto the bed. Kaname never let her guard down in front of the others “Fists” as she knew appearance was very important in a gang, but she was safe in her little blue room. No one bothered her here, and if they did, they always knocked.

“Why does she resist me...?”

The sentence froze in her girl's head as she was suddenly confused by it.

“Resist me...?” Freya scoffed at the words as she knew deep inside she really liked Valkyrie's fiery spirit... and hair...

Kaname gasped at the thought as she shook her head.

“No, it's not like...”

Freya told herself as her conscience whispered back.

“It's your job to watch over the Valkyrie Freya, not fall in love with them.”

Kaname was surprised that the word love would come to mind as she really just enjoyed training the other girls, but what made Kisara so different? She was a tough little shit that’s for sure, she was somewhat talented maybe with proper instruction she could be well versed with a variety of weapons like Freya, if she just applied herself.

“She's also very pretty.” Freya whispered with a blush as her tough bunk suddenly felt more comfortable. Her dark flesh radiated a jungle's heat from under her skintight body suit as Kaname quickly tried to get her mind off the wildly red head. As much as she tried thou Kaname couldn't shake the thoughts pouring to the front mind about her fellow fighter as her well-build body began to act up.

“Not now Damnit…”

Her dark blue eyes looked down calmly at her modest chest as her nipples slowly came to attention under the blue fabric. Kaname's relentless training regiment kept her mind and skills sharp but failed to fulfill her bodies’ most basis...

“Need...”

Her fingers from her right hand gently touched her right nipple as it sent a massive shock of pleasure throughout her powerful frame. Unprepared for the results of her actions, a meek whimper escaped her lips. Instantly her hand came off her chest as if it had touched a hot flame. Freya's nipples were at full attention now as her chest slowly rose and fell.

The little knobs of flesh resisted the fabric pressing against them with every draw of breath as Kaname quickly leaned up and pulled the front of her suit down under her breast. While freeing her nips from their prison, she suddenly remembered the mirror behind her door as she looked at herself in it and blushed. Embarrassed to see herself in such a way, she looked away as she adjusted her legs and she sat between her bent knees.

“You can control this.”

Freya glanced back to the mirror shyly as her hands came up to her chest again, but made sure she mentally prepared herself this time.

“Easy does it....”

Kaname snapped her mouth shut instantly as another moan almost made it pass her tight lips. After a few intense moments and careful touching, Freya slowly began rubbing her breasts in a circular motion as the heat turned to fire in her loins.

“Ohhhh, Ohhhh....”

Kaname was still a virgin as she had never found the right time or guy, but she was sure she was different when it came to matters of love and sexual preference and the way she felt about Kisara only reinforced it.
The shiver turned into a shudder as she stared down at her pussy lips, protruding through her body suit, begging for the same freedom as her nipples.

“So hot....”

Kaname's hand slipped down her front side as she cupped her sex firmly in her hand. The brown-haired girl carefully pushed her middle finger into the crack of her burning sex as a swift sexual shock forced her to hold herself up with her breast fondling hand.

“I can fight men 3x my size, but my body still responses like a little girl’s.”

The image of her naked body filled her head as she started to grope her slit, panting softly. Freya continued to molest herself cautiously, her hymen holding tight as the sight of herself in the mirror excited her more.

“I wonder if Kisara masturbates too.”

It was a stupid question; of course she did especially with a body like hers. This got Kaname's imagination going as Kisara's naked body filled her mind now. The red-haired girl's “carpet” matched her drapes as her green eyes burned lustfully.

Freya's blue eyes hazed over heavily as she could feel her slit burning through her tight body suit now. The third fist's heart and nipples began throbbing blissfully as her naked body pressed against Kisara's in her mind. Their soft breasts meshed together as the lips connected hotly.

Suddenly a knock came from the door.

“No!”

Kaname tried to force her body to shut down with no such luck as it bucked uncontrollably. With tightening ease she hoped the door would not open as she dressed swiftly. A voice rang out as she knew the former was not going to happen now.

“It’s…?!”

The door knob opened with a sickening twist as Kaname huddled on the bed tightly and away from the door.

“Are you in here Freya?” The voice belonged to Kisara as the brown-haired girl couldn't resist the sweet words coming from the lips.

“Y-Yes...” Freya mumbled to herself a she felt stupid for saying so, sitting right underneath the red head’s eyes.

“Hey are you okay?” Kisara asked lightly as she moved closer to Freya trembling body.

“I'm f-fine.” Kaname tried to calm her nerves as she knew the fucking timid tone in her voice wasn't helping.

“Are you sick?” Kisara leaned over as she actually touched the girl’s hot dark skin.

“No, stop….” Freya protested weakly as she couldn't fight the girl trying to take her temperature. Of course she was hot, she was horny as hell and now her little rebel was all over her. The third fist had to do something as she found her switch, her resolve. The girl had come in without permission, and that was still disrespectful in its own respects.

“Why did you barge in here?” Secretly, Freya didn't mind as she looked at the red head, still laboring her breathing. Then it dawned on Kisara, the light sweat, harsh breathing and all she was doing was lying in bed.

There was only one thing....

“I'm sorry were you... right now?” Kisara's voice was sweetly teasing as she chuckled at Freya’s primal instinct.

“N-No I was just doing some aerobic stretching.” Freya lied stupidly as she looked into Kisara's green eyes. The look said it all as she whispered…

“It's ok, but you must be silent....” The kicker nodded to the girl’s pillow as the stick master felt a hand drift over her ass and slip deeply into her panties. The hot fleshy contact sent Freya’s face right into the pillow as her tight thighs tightened up instantly.

“I’m not going to hurt you, lighten up.” Kaname’s eyes came to the edge of the pillow as her legs buckled wildly. Kisara felt the girl’s burn sex as she slid a finger inside her.

“Ahhhh still a virgin?” Kisara drilled the finger deeper in Freya’s sex as the girl groaned wildly and dropped to the bed. The pillow vibrated with lustful tones as she couldn't keep quiet.

“Hurry up; it’s disrespectful to keep students waiting.” Freya tried resisting Kisara’s finger as it thrust up on her g-spot. Outside her door the other Valkyrie gathered, whispering lightly as both fighters sensed them.

“Ohhhh noooo.”

“Tell them to get lost.” The red-heads voice was full of wanderlust as Freya tilted her mouth up and commanded her voice.

“Your prying eyes should be focused on the end of your weapons and not my doorway!” The group of young weapon apprentices disbursed swiftly as they left looking back at the door.

“Good girl....” Kisara whispered as she began thrusting again. Freya bit into her pillow now as her stunned body was racked with a massive orgasm. Kisara smiled lightly as Freya’s sex shuddered at her exiting fingers. Freya's powerful frame collapsed to the bed, weak and exhausted as she still didn't understand why.

“You should do this at less once a day... and you may want to lose your virginity too.” Kisara tasted the third fist's sex on her fingertips as Freya turned her sweating face back up to the kicker.

“With you...?” Freya's brown-eyes and voice were full of desire as she reached out for Kisara. The redhead stood up swiftly as a smirk crossed her face.

“I guess we'll have to wait and see....”

Chapter 1