five more minutes [open!]

The water felt really nice, not too warm and not too cold… it was just right for some reason, and before she knew it, the five minutes had passed by. The young woman had no intention of leaving just yet though, she was just getting into it now, her worn muscles finally relaxing after a long week of bandit chasing. Asami sighed dreamily as she slided down a little further into the hot spring. She’d really needed this, far more than she’d imagined before getting in. Her eyelids were slowly getting heavy, and she could feel herself slowly dozing off. Alright, maybe a quick nap before dinner, that was fine right? It wasn’t that late yet anyway, she could stand to waste a few more minutes just lazing around here.

She could hear some rustling in the nearby bushes before hearing a few twigs snap, but Asami thought little of it. There were all sorts of animals living in these woods, so obviously twigs were going to get snapped and bushes rustled. It made sense. What didn’t make any sense was the man that suddenly fell headfirst into the water next to her, nearly giving her a heart attack as she shot up into a standing position as she stared down at the intruder with a shocked expression. She had so called that one! She knew this forest was filled with dirty peeping toms! A part of her had wanted to believe she was just overreacting, but a much larger part had anticipated something insane like this. Crossing her arms and tilting a single eyebrow, she just waited for the nutcase to get up and make a run for it. She could let him have a few minutes of head start before she went on to break his pretty face.

Sadly for both of them, her assailant wasn’t all that smart… or maybe he was more ill-intentioned than she’d initially thought, because rather than fleeing from her wrath, he stayed put and even had the guts to make a remark about her looks. “Wow… steamy, huh?” she repeated dryly. Was this guy for real? Asami dropped her arms to the side and placed one hand on her hip, plastering on an almost gentle smile, “I’m flattered …” she started, taking a step towards him and smiling a bit wider, “And really, I hope you got a long hard look at me as you snuck over here, because these babies,” she motioned for her chest area with her other arm, “Are the last pair of tits you’re going to see before I rip your eyeballs out and force-feed them to you, that is, unless I decided removing certain other body parts is a better long-term solution to your evil ways,” she tilted her head to the side sweetly, “Hoping to catch some poor, defenseless woman from the nearby village, were you? Boy is this a sucky day to be you!” with that said, her expression finally changed to reflect her anger as she finally got into her fighting position and waved her hands at him, beckoning him to come closer, “Come on, fight me, you sleazebag! I’m not afraid of you!”

Asami’s mouth dropped wide open at the things the stranger was telling her. It was a misunderstanding? He merely tripped? Did he really think she’d fall for that? And… and he called her flat-chested?! She could feel her anger rising, to the point where she almost just jumped him and beat his face in with her forehead. “I. am. NOT. Flat-chested!”was the only thing she yelled at him, pretty much forgetting about whatever else he’d said. Insulting a woman’s body? This meant war. He was so gonna get it now. She shook a little with rage as she made a slight strangling motion towards the man, “They are average sized, you dog! Take that back before I drown you in this spring!” oh yes, she was mad now. She’d been mad before, but she hadn’t meant that bit about force-feeding him his eyeballs. It was just to scare him a little. Now though, now he’d be lucky if she didn’t do more than just tearing off a few vital body parts.

Pushing some air out of her nose, not unlike an enraged animal, Asami glared at him and waited for him to finish getting ready for their epic battle. He deserved a minute to prepare for his horrible, painful death. His little dramatic display made her clench her jaw even tighter. He really did take her for a defenseless tavern wench, didn’t he? Boy, would he be in for a surprise. When he proposed to turn this into a game of sorts, where the loser had to do something for the winner, Asami merely smiled sadistically, but didn’t actually say anything. Bad sign for him, she only ever shut up when she was either sleeping or feeling murderous, and she sure as hell wasn’t dreaming right now.

Balling her fists in front of her, she wasn’t going to let him say that twice. Ladies first hmm? He was going to regret that decision. “Hah, ‘kay, whatever you want precious,” she smirked as she stepped up closer and pulled her left arm back to punch him in the jaw, rather than actually follow through with the attack though, she swiftly aimed her good arm right where it hurt; straight at the crown jewels. Was it dirty fighting? Sure it was, but Asami didn’t care at the moment. All she cared about was wiping that smug grin off his face, which this blow was almost guaranteed to do. That’s what you get for messing with a ninja.

He was laughing now, but his joy would come to a swift and painful end if Asami had anything to say about it. Yes, letting her throw the first punch was probably the biggest mistake he could’ve made, and she’d make sure he’d realize that. As soon as her fist hit its target, her face brightened up considerably, and by the time he’d cried out in pain, she was grinning wickedly. “HAHAA!” the ninja laughed, clapping her hands excitedly as she watched her victim double over, “Didn’t see that one coming, did you? Did you?!” she cackled, nudging his shoulder with her foot to humiliate him further, “That’s right, bow down to the queen of dick punches, little man!” Victory, it tasted so, so sweet. Sweet enough that she didn’t feel the need to beat him up further. Obviously he wasn’t some dangerous psychopath, or he wouldn’t have agreed to fight her in the first place. So why punch him then? Because he’d still insulted her chest and its lack of volume. As far as Asami was concerned, crushing his testicles meant they were even now.

That was… until he reminded her of the bet. “Ohh yes!” she bit her lip, looking a little too excited at the idea of making him do something awful. It had to be good, so good that she could still laugh at the story even after telling it a hundred times. Not that that was hard, Asami was easily amused. “Hm, yes, what should I do with you…” she tapped her chin thoughtfully as she circled around him like a predator would circle its prey. This was a great feeling, having someone on their knees, their fate depending on her whim. Muahaha.
“Oh! I know! Climb that tree over there!” she nudged him again before pointing at a tree next to the spring, “Get onto a nice strong branch and await further instructions. Go go go!” she told him excitedly, as though her plan would be as fun for him as it would be for her. It wouldn’t be, but hey, all things considered, she believed this was a pretty mild punishment. Just something to keep her entertained during dinner.

Was she gloating too much over this? Maybe… but the look he’d given her as soon as she punched him had just been so perfect. That cocky grin had completely vanished within less than a second, and Asami couldn’t help but feel proud of that accomplishment. She always loved that shocked expression whenever she beat up a guy, and this one had gone down in just one hit. Men believed themselves to be so amazing and so strong, but really, they were easy to take out when you knew their weak spots, or spot rather. Kick or punch there and they were done, game over for them. Mother nature had really created a flawed design with men, hadn’t she? Wait… mother nature creating an easy to exploit flaw in men… oh mother nature, what a fine and tasteful way of sadistically playing with your subjects. Muahaha.

“Hehehe, yeah…” she laughed dreamily when even the man himself admitted it was a nice move, she was completely unaware of the fact that the pervert she’d tried to teach a lesson was still lusting over her body from his position on the ground. He really hadn’t learned his lesson at all, but maybe her next punishment would do the trick. “Yesss!” she nodded her head excitedly before running out of the water, a never-ending giggle following her to her bag as she started digging around for the tools she’d need to make this situation perfect. “Oh it’ll be good precious, just wait and see, now get up in that tree!” she ordered him with a wicked grin as she pulled a rope out of her bag, “Heeheee…” her creepy laugh echoed throughout the small clearing as she walked up to the tree as well, waiting for her victim to reach a suitable branch. “Yes, that one will do just fine I think,” she smirked and tossed the rope up at him, “Okay, first, take off your shirt and give it to me, then tie one end of the rope around the branch and the other around your… let’s go with your left ankle,” this was gonna be good. She’d have a good laugh as he dangled helplessly back and forth from his branch while she had dinner. The shirt was going to be her victory flag, she wasn’t sure what she was going to write or draw onto it yet, but she’d figure something out. First things first though… he had to hang first. “You’d better make sure those ropes are tied properly, because I want you to jump down here in… 3… 2… 1… GO!” she just hoped the rope wouldn’t snap, because that would be a painful landing for sure.

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I love this thread. xD Also, next post of mine will probably be the dare, so look forward to that! :D

All she could really do at this point was roll her eyes at his attempts to come off like a smooth player when she’d almost literally cracked his nuts not five minutes ago. Was he trying to sweet talk his way out of this? Because he’d definitely have to do better than this in order to get her to back out of this deal. He’d wanted this deal in the first place, so now he was going to get it whether he liked it or not. ‘’Well sure, call it bondage if you like,’’ he wouldn’t be laughing if he knew what she had in store. Still though, she had to give him some credit for taking this punishment like a man. He could’ve gone ahead and begged for forgiveness, or ran away hoping she wouldn’t chase him or whatever, but he’d chosen to stay and fulfill his end of the bargain. Even though he was a bit of a creeper, Asami had to admit she respected him for this one thing. Honestly, aside from that horrible first encounter, he didn’t seem like such a terrible person to her, which was why she wasn’t planning a more painful punishment.

That was before he decided to be difficult. The dick punching queen huffed and leaned an arm against the tree as she listened to perv-boy complain about how she was going to leave him to die here. Really, did she seem that monstrous? She had just punched him in a delicate spot, so she could almost understand his fears, but really, she wasn’t some mindless killer. Picking fights was all well and good, but she’d never actually killed a man before, she just didn’t have it in her to kill random people. Certain people, like the ones responsible for the attack on her village all those years ago though, those people she wouldn’t mind ridding the world of.

Rather than easing his mind by telling him she was planning to let him go soon enough, Asami just wandered over to her backpack again and pulled out one of her indoor slippers before making her way back to where her victim was standing. ‘’Just jump already,’’ she sighed, but she didn’t wait for him to actually do what she was telling him. Instead, she pulled her arm back and launched the slipper in the direction of his crotch again. Hopefully his reflexes were good enough to block the blow, but either way, the sudden movement should be enough to throw him off balance. She wasn’t taking any chances though, so right after throwing the slipper, Asami climbed the tree herself, ready to push him off if need be.

After he fell off the branch, swinging back and forth like an old clock, Asami knelt down on the branch and broke off one of the twigs near her to make a make-shift sharpie, all while giggling sadistically at his misery. There were a few other branches in the way of sitting comfortably, but she could easily just keep those at a distance with one arm while she decided what sort of evil message to carve into his shirt. ‘’Hehehe, are you having a great day too? Cause nothing could ruin my day now!’’ Of course, as she said that, one of the smaller twigs slipped from her hand and… hit her straight in the ass. ‘’OW!!’’ she yelped pathetically. That would surely leave a bruise later. Damn forest. Right now, an ass bruise was the least of her worries though, as the hit had knocked her slightly off balance, ‘’Shit, shit, shiiiiiit,’’ she hissed softly to herself as she swung her arms around wildly, trying to regain her footing. It was already too late though. Her left foot slipped off the branch, and before she knew it, her right foot followed behind. ‘’Yaaaaaaaaaah!!’’ she screeched loud enough to wake up the people on the other side of the world, while her hands were making a wild grab for anything to hold onto, to keep her from crashing to the hard ground below and breaking her neck or something.

A relieved sigh escaped her trembling lips when her descend finally stopped. Her relief was short lived though, when she figured out just what she’d grabbed onto. With widened eyes and blood red cheeks, Asami stared at the bare chest she was currently faceplanting herself into. ‘’Oh Gods!’’ she squeaked again, trying to move her face further away from his body when her own – affected by that horrible thing called gravity – slowly slided down further. ‘’No, stop!’’ she cried out as her face got closer and closer to the scoundrel’s face. Thankfully for her, she kept sliding until her elbows hooked up with his armpits. The downside of this was, her chest was… right where she hadn’t wanted her face to be. ‘’FUCK.ME!’’ she cursed angrily, but hooked her legs around his chest anyway when she felt them tilt backwards a little bit too far for comfort. Now that she was no longer at risk of falling (unless this guy decided to push her off anyway) Asami just hung there, upside down with the peeping tom she’d wanted to teach a lesson… with her legs around her waist and her boobs currently smothering the guy. Maybe… just maybe if she pretended nothing awkward had happened, everything was going to be okay. Yeah, just ignore it. Looking on the bright side, at least her neck wasn’t broken. But that was really the only good thing she could come up with right now.

“Shut up shut up shut up!” was the only thing Asami could manage for the time being as she struggled between holding on so as to not plummet into an early grave while also drawing her beet-red face back, away from this guy’s chest. “It’s not funny, shut up!” her horror intensified when he said something about… oh my god, had she really said that out loud? She hadn’t meant it like that though! “No, shut up! I-I didn’t mean it like that, you know I didn’t mean it like that,” she ranted, unaware that she was sliding down for the time being, “And how the fuck are we going to fuck upside down hanging from a rope anyway? What kind of freaky sex monster do you think I am?! Better yet, what kind of freak are you for even coming up with it in the first place? You pervert! I should--- what are you doing?!” her eyes widened and all the blood in her body pretty much streamed down to her face when she felt his face slide between her boobs, ”G-Get your face away from my chest!” Even Asami seemed to realize the difficulty of that task while they were hanging in this position though, and so… even though this was totally his fault they were in this mess, she still tried to be helpful by attempting to lift herself back up with her arms.

”I’m trying!” she squeaked when she felt his breath against her soft skin again, “J-Just stop breathing for a second, I can’t concentrate this way!” Oh gods this was embarrassing. After she got down from here, she was just going to leave because there was no way she could enjoy tormenting him now that they’d been in this position. Whenever she’d make a remark about his busted balls, he was just going to snap right back about her chest. How did she know? Well... that's what she would've done, and aside from the perversion, they almost seemed to have things in common, so it wasn't hard to imagine him doing just that. Nor would she be able to hold it against him. ”Okay… okay… I can do this… I can do it,” she mumbled to herself as she prepared to push herself up, attempting to put all her strength in her arms, “Ready? One… two… three!” with some effort she managed to push herself up a little higher, at least high enough so that he could breathe without messing with her mind. It was hard to stay up there though, as all her body wanted was to slide back down into a comfortable position, well… comfortable for her arms anyway, not so comfortable for her freaking soul that had to suffer through this humiliation. ”Oh Gods, I can’t do it, it’s too hard…” she whimpered helplessly when she felt the muscles in her arms burn and ache painfully to try and keep her up there. She wouldn’t be able to keep this up much longer.