Sirius Zero: Building A Corporate Kingdom After Being Expelled-Chapter 57: Hot Spring Antics

Natasha sighed in pleasure as she sank into the hot spring bath, the warm water soothing her tired muscles.

She closed her eyes and leaned back against the smooth stone edge, letting the steam envelop her.

"Japanese hot springs are something else," she sighed contentedly. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Told you so," chuckled Tomoe, scooting a little closer to Natasha. She let out a low whistle at the sight of the fading bite marks and bruises on Natasha’s neck and shoulders.

"So, you and Master Zakhrov are a thing, huh?" she asked, blushing.

"Well, kind of. I haven’t really thought about it," said Natasha.

"Would the two of you stop talking in Japanese? Some of us are not great linguists you know?" grumbled Margaret.

"Oops! Sorry Margaret," said Tomoe, switching to English, and bowing as best she could in the hot spring.

"Well, OK. I got the rough idea of what you were talking about. That said, what about you and Kazuya Tomoe?" asked Margaret, moving closer to Natasha and Tomoe.

Tomoe squirmed under the expectant gaze of the two American women.

"Um, well, Kazuya-sensei is a very kind and gentle man. He has helped me ever since my idol days. But right now, he needs some time and space after his divorce from that gaijin," she said.

"From the way you talk about his ex-wife, I’d say you have more than a passing interest in him," said Natasha, smirking.

Tomoe blushed and looked down at the water. "Maybe. But, I also just don’t like her," she said.

"There, there," said Margaret, giving Tomoe a hug.

Tomoe yelped and blushed, as Margaret’s boobs pressed against her back.

"Margaret-san, your boobs are so big!" she squeaked, as she squirmed in embarrassment.

"Size isn’t everything darling. These little beauties you have are very nice too," teased Margaret, cupping Tomoe’s small but soft and perky breasts.

"Kyaaa!" squeaked Tomoe, as she blushed even harder.

"Wow, Margaret, you’ve got some markings too," said Natasha, strategically separating her and Tomoe.

"Master Harry is very good with the whip," chuckled Margaret, standing up and showing off the fading red welts on her back and thighs.

"Harry-san? Is he into SM?" asked Tomoe, her eyes wide.

"Tomoe-chan, you’ve seen the games Sirius Software makes. Of course, he is! So is Master Zakhrov," said Natasha, sitting down again with a sloshing of water.

"Master Zakhrov hasn’t used any implements on me yet," said Natasha, her voice thoughtful.

"That’s because he’s still a kid, Natasha. He’s got good instincts, though. So I’m pretty sure he’s off practicing how to use a whip with Master Harry," chuckled Margaret.

"I-I’m not sure if I’d like that," said Natasha, her eyes wide.

"Well I’m sure he’ll ask first," said Margaret, smirking at the alarm in Natasha’s eyes.

"Don’t worry, Natasha-san. Master Zakhrov is a gentleman. He will never do anything you don’t want him to," said Tomoe, reassuringly.

"Yeah, I know. Margaret, I think I need to give you some correction," said Natasha, springing forward and grabbing Margaret.

"No! I was just kidding!" squealed Margaret, as Natasha pulled her close and started to pinch her nipples.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you secretly like this you little masochist!" teased Natasha, as Margaret squirmed and moaned.

"That looks like fun! Can I join?" asked Tomoe, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Sure, come here," said Natasha, beckoning Tomoe over.

Tomoe slid over, and tentatively poked Margaret’s breast.

Margaret squealed and squirmed, her nipples hardening under Tomoe’s touch.

"Wow, they’re so soft and squishy!" said Tomoe, her small hands squeezing and pinching Margaret’s breasts.

"Aaah!" cried Margaret, as she shuddered in an unexpected climax.

"Margaret, are you bisexual?" asked Tomoe, her eyes wide at the way Margaret’s body was trembling.

"No, I’m a masochist. I like being dominated, but only by people whom I trust. Doesn’t matter if they’re a man or a woman," said Margaret, calming down.

"Well, I like playing like this with you, and I love it when Master Zakhrov marks me, so what does that make me?" wondered Natasha aloud.

"A switch perhaps? You can be both dominant and submissive, depending on the situation," suggested Margaret.

"Don’t think that applies to me. I like making you squirm, but apart from Master Zakhrov, I haven’t submitted to anyone else - aah!" squealed Natasha, as Tomoe pinched her nipple hard.

"Well, you can be a switch with me then," said Tomoe, grinning mischievously as she twisted Natasha’s nipples.

Margaret watched in amusement as Tomoe’s pinching forced Natasha to arch her back and moan.

"That’s right, you like that, don’t you Natasha-san?" teased Tomoe, as she continued to pinch and twist Natasha’s nipples.

"It’s a good thing you’re cute Tomoe, or else I’d have you over my knee for that," said Natasha, trembling with arousal.

"No, you just like having your nipples pinched by me - aaah!" squealed Tomoe, as Natasha seized her wrists and twisted her onto her lap.

"Margaret-san! Save me!" squealed Tomoe, as Natasha effortlessly lifted her out of the water and over her shoulder.

"Now, Tomoe. You’ll learn what I do to naughty little girls," said Natasha, standing up like a valkyrie, and smacking Tomoe on her bottom.

Tomoe kicked and flailed helplessly, unable to escape from Natasha’s shoulder as she was spanked like a baby.

"Ow! Ow! Natasha-san! You’re being to rough!" she wailed.

Natasha, gently placed Tomoe back in the water and held her close as Tomoe sniffled.

"I’m sorry Tomoe, I went a little too far," she said contritely.

"You need to learn limits Natasha, you’re strong, so you need to know where the line between fun and pain is," said Margaret seriously, as she got out of the water and wrapped a towel around herself.

"I’m OK Natasha-san. I just got a little scared. Margaret-san is right, you are very strong," said Tomoe, as Margaret wrapped a towel around her too.

"Thank you. You’re right. I need to learn how to manage this SM thing," said Natasha, as the memory of her breaking Jennifer’s arm flashed through her mind.