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Polite Company [RP for ~lady_abel]

Since its inception, Clan Shimada had straddled the line between organized crime family and legitimate business conglomerate, a distinction that was often blurry enough to begin with even before taking into account their efforts to operate as both at once. And in its persona of perfectly legal, law-abiding, and civic-minded corporation, Shimada Holdings, Inc. was expected to do its share of philanthropic work. One of those efforts was their annual fundraising event, sponsoring one performing arts production or another, and hosting a lavish reception afterwards.

As the head of the company, Hanzo Shimada was, of course, obligated to attend, shake hands, and ensure that the invited donors opened their wallets wide. This year, Hanzo found himself actually looking forward to the evening. Typically, the entire night was a bore at best, and a frustrating exercise in hypocrisy at worst. The difference this time around was that instead of being accompanied by a smiling and ornamental young woman who was being paid to be pleasant and charming and then allow Hanzo to fuck his frustrations out on her afterwards, his plus one was to be his darling Abel.

She would be introduced to Hanzo's business partners and other donors with the truth-- part of it, at least-- as his still-missing brother's daughter now being raised as Hanzo's ward and being groomed to join the family business. He'd chosen a flattering dress for his little girl to wear for the night. It was beautiful, but far more modest than what she'd usually preferred before he'd taken her as his. Hanzo had laid out everything for Abel: dress, bra, garter belt and stockings, and shoes. Conspicuously absent were panties, and added to the collection was a small device and specific instructions for wearing it.

Hanzo had allowed Abel to give him a blowjob during the limousine ride to the theater, which the girl entered with a smile on her face and the feeling of her Daddy's cum warming her throat and belly. They were seated in a small box that contained them, and two of the Clan Elders. He turned to his lovely girl and patted her hand paternally.

"I'm not much of an expert on ballet," Hanzo said, "but I think you'll quite enjoy this performance, sweetheart." His other hand rested on top of his phone, which lay on his chair arm. One small movement of his thumb, almost imperceptible, and the vibrator hiding deep in his little girl's pussy hummed gently for a moment, then stilled.

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A lot had changed in Abel's life in what felt like a few very short weeks. Once the clan outcast, she was now a prominent member having gone from unwanted bastard to her uncle Hanzo's cherished ward (much to the despise of the Elders). Instead of learning to fight on the sidelines, she now had the best tutor in the clan helping her perfect her arts while she was delighted to repay Hanzo, her Daddy, with whatever he asked for. Most of the time, that was a nice blow job or a quick fuck during the day with a lot longer session at night when they were behind the closed doors of his room.

Another change in her life was her outfits. Gone were the ragged clothes and the skimpy dresses and now she wore whatever Daddy wanted her to wear, which was sweet dresses with ruffles and lace that made her seem even younger and more innocent than she truly was. Honestly, she'd wear sack cloth and ashes if he wanted her to. Because ha accepted and wanted her. He was the stability her life was now built around now, and she would kill to ensure she never lost that. Not when it would mean going back to what her life was.

Tonight, she was getting a chance to experience the other side of the clan. The official and law-abiding side that she hadn't paid any attention to before. Those were more lessons as Hanzo's heir that she was slowly learning, but knowing that she was making Daddy so proud of her leaning those lessons made everything worth it. Use to him dressing her, she hadn't blinked at the lack of panties even if the vibrator took a few minutes to figure out how to ensure it didn't slip out at the wrong time. Truthfully, it took longer to pin up her hair in a demure hairstyle to go along with the dress and ensure her makeup was correct than it did to get dressed.\

The blowjob in the limo had been wonderful and a quick breath mint at the end was a perfect cap to thanking Daddy for taking her along on this. She shyly smiled at the various people she was introduced to, being very polite to all of them and even a touch wide eyed at everything that was going on around her, giving the idea that she had led a rather sheltered life in the family compound, and if anyone was going to move against Hanzo, it would be easiest to try to go through her.

Then they were sitting in the box with the grumpy Elders, and she smiled up at Daddy. "Any chance to spend time with you is something I enjoy, Father," she said, her voice hitching slightly on that last word as the toy inside her buzzed briefly before stopping again. Oh! That was sneaky of Daddy, and she had a feeling this was going to be an interesting game tonight. Would she be able to remain silent while being tortured oh so pleasantly by the vibrator and Daddy's phone? Or would she give in and let the Elders know exactly what was going on?

Oh, this was certainly going to be a fun night.

To the outside world, Hanzo's ward Abel was the very picture of a girl making her way towards adulthood under the caring, generous guidance of her beloved uncle. After spending her childhood within the borders of the Shimada family compound, the girl was shy, demure, perfectly presentable, and polite almost to a fault. A few of the workers on the legitimate side of the business in the company's marketing department had let Hanzo know that such a family-friendly display was beneficial to their stock prices.

Of course, the Clan Elders knew a great deal more about exactly who Abel was and how she had risen to such an exalted position, even if they weren't privy to the explicit details. But a healthy fear of Hanzo's displeasure and a growing recognition of Abel's considerable martial skills kept them in line.

He smirked at Abel's reaction to his introductory buzz. As a powerful and wealthy businessman in a VIP box, no one would think twice of Hanzo's leaving his phone out during the performance, so long as it stayed silent. Of course, the challenge would be whether or not his little girl could do the same. At least until he decided otherwise.

"Now just a reminder, darling. We mustn't be rude and make noise during the show, all right?"

Hanzo's finger touched the phone screen again. Once more, the vibrator inside of Abel's pussy hummed gently, but for a few long seconds before stopping.

"Of course, Father," Abel murmured, biting her lip as the toy buzzed inside her again. She was certainly going to do her best to remain silent, perhaps treat this as a training exercise about how to remain silent and unnoticed during a trying event. The worst part about this was the wet spot that was going to be on her dress and seat by the end of the performance.

A good thing she was wearing black velvet as the wet from being teased by Daddy wouldn't be quite so visible on the dark fabric. What other surprises was Daddy planning for her tonight? A shiver of anticipation slid down her back at the thought of what else they might end up doing tonight, perhaps on the ride home in the limo. Which she would have to get through the recital plus any intermissions and after show mingling before she could ride Daddy's cock all the way home.

Hanzo nodded, a small smile on his lips. He imagined that he could hear the vibrator starting to work its magic on Abel's tight, precious pussy. All things considered, he'd much rather be back at the family compound feeling that pussy stretched around his cock, but there were duties that he couldn't avoid. Still, they could have plenty of fun in the meantime.

All in all, Hanzo simply wanted to observe what his little girl would do in this situation. Sometimes, silence and stillness were the most effective concealment. Besides, there was no pleasure he could give Abel that he did not enjoy dealing out.

The first act was only a merciful forty-five minutes long, but Hanzo imagined it felt much longer to his darling Abel, as he spent the time cycling the vibrator between the 2 and the 5 on his control app, still well clear of the 10 at top. If the elders in the seats behind him had any idea, they gave no sign, but did leave the box for the intermission.

Hanzo placed his hand on Abel's lap, palm up. "A little privacy. What a nice surprise. Here, my dear, take my hand."

If asked later, Abel would confess that she had no idea what the performance was about as she had been more focused on not making any noise as she was teased so beautifully by Daddy. Her bottom lip was well bitten to muffle the tiny noises that wanted to escape her, but she was proud that she had managed to remain mostly silent with only a few hitched breaths betraying her feelings. Most often when Daddy increased the vibrations in her pussy.

She was aware of the Elders leaving and Daddy's hand on his lap, and she placed her hand in his, eyes bright with desire, as she was aware of the other people in the theater moving around.

"I think I enjoy going out with you, Daddy," she whispered, making sure her voice traveling only to his ears. "You have the most interesting experiences to share."

Her eyes dropped to his lap as she licked her lips. What did he have in mind now that they were alone in their box? Whatever it was, she was certainly looking forward to it.

Hanzo laced his fingers with Abel's-- both an affectionate gesture and as he had a particular feeling that the girl was going to need something or someone to hold onto in the next few minutes. He smiled knowingly at his young ward and adopted daughter-- possibly a lot more knowingly than was proper. But then, while little of his and Abel's relationship could be called "proper", it was perfect for them.

"And I very much enjoy sharing them with you, darling."

He touched the screen of his phone and quickly slid his finger upwards, bringing the vibrator set deep inside the girl's cunt up to a 5, the highest it had been during the performance so far, but only for a moment or two each time. Now, it lingered there.

A soft smile touched her face as her fingers were laced with Daddy's. He was wonderful in so many ways, and she was more than happy to do whatever she could to make him happy.

Then the buzzing in her pussy increased, and she sucked in a breath, tensing slightly as she clenched his hand. She had been expecting it to fade again after a few seconds as it had before, but it kept going. A tiny whimper slipped out of her as she continued staring at Daddy, desperation and lust in her eyes. She wanted nothing more than to pull out his cock and climb up on it for both of their pleasure, but that wasn't going to happen just yet.

After all, that wasn't the goal of tonight as they were just showing everyone that they were mentor and ward. Something that was hard when she was more than happy to climb onto his cock and ride him until they were both exhausted.

As he met Abel's eyes, Hanzo was certain that he could read his little girl's mind. If nothing else, he knew that they were thinking very much the same thing, wanting desperately to bend his ward over the box's ledge, hanging half over the rest of the audience, lifting her skirt, and driving his cock into her cunt.

But they had roles to play tonight, and so that would have to wait until they returned the family compound. Still, there was fun to be had, if the strain on his new daughter's face as she struggled to keep from crying out in pleasure was any indication.

"You're doing very well," Hanzo said, his voice low. "You're making me very proud. If you believe you can without making noise... you have my permission to cum."

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, just the barest of breaths to send her words to his ear. Pressing her lips together hard enough to make them ache, she shuddered and twitched through the climax that had been teasing and building through the first half of the performance.

When she finally managed to calm down a bit, she dragged in a few deep lungfuls of air in an attempt to calm her racing heart, but she felt very proud over the fact she hadn't made any noise beyond a quickening of breath. While not the true reason for this little encounter, she had to admit it was good training for any time when she had to be quiet in a tense situation.

Such as being fucked over Daddy's desk while the Elders were outside. Or being under his desk when there was someone in the room with him.

"That's my good girl," Hanzo whispered as he watched Abel's climax shiver its way through her young, fit body, knowing first hand that it was probably ten times more powerful than it appeared. She really was an exceptional young woman, and would go on to make the family proud for a long time to come.

For the moment, though, he kept his thoughts to the moment at hand. Hanzo have his adopted daughter's hand a squeeze, then turned forward as the clan Elders returned to the box. The second part of the performance passed quickly enough, despite both of them feeling the mutual tension of impatience building between them.

As much as Hanzo would have preferred to head back to the clan compound, as a sponsor, he and Abel needed to attend the reception afterwards. By the time he was able to tear himself away from business associates and hangers-on, it had been nearly forty minutes since the end of the ballet. In that time, he'd also dealt with a dozen propositions regarding Abel-- both polite inquiries and otherwise-- as well as one or two impressively forward ballerinas attempting to win his personal favor.

Finally, he maneuvered them both into the back of the coat check closet.

At the sound of the Elders returning to the box, Abel has pulled herself back together with only a touch of sweat at her hairline to possibly indicate any sort of tension on her part. Something that could be passed off as an overly warm theater packed with bodies.

The rest of the ballet was uneventful although she could practically feel the disapproving looks at her back from how she had been holding Daddy's hand when they entered
the box. Not that she was going to stop holding his hand until he removed his fingers from her grasp himself. Then there was apparently a variety of meet and greets, and she was patient despite the fact there were a few who seemed to be trying to undress her with their eyes. She managed a neutral if disinterested attitude towards all of them, and she was so very relieved when she suddenly found herself in the back of the coat check closet.

"Daddy, let me make you feel good like you made me feel," she whispered, her hand coming down to rub at his cock through his pants. It wouldn't be satisfactory, but it would certainly tell him how she was interested in helping him.

Hanzo chuckled. "As usual, baby girl, you're reading my mind." After all, he certainly hadn't brought them here to critique the fashion choices of the outerwear that was keeping them hidden, or to rifle through people's pockets.

When Abel groped at him, she would have found his cock hard and straining against his formal trousers. Normally, he would have insisted his little girl show a bit more service to him, often directing Abel to use her mouth to undo his trousers, unzip his fly and draw out the cock she craved. But now, his hunger was much too sharp.

"On your knees, darling," he commanded, undoing his pants himself, freeing his thick shaft to swing free, throbbing and stiff.

Gracefully, Abel sank to her knees, not even wrinkling her dress as she leaned forward, wrapping first her lips and then her hand around his cock. With no hesitation, she simply sucked that hard cock straight into her throat and proceeded to give him a quick and dirty blow job, determined that he enjoy this encounter as much as he possibly could.

The fact that they could be discovered at any second had her nipples tightening in her dress and a delighted flush spreading over her cheeks. She hadn't thought that this would be exciting, but she found it incredibly arousing to be in such a position. She could only wonder how it might be to be bent over Daddy's desk and being fucked by him with the possibility of the Elders walking in at any time. Perhaps after this, she might offer up the suggestion to Daddy.

His cock easily slid down her throat, and she mainly used her hand to keep her from smashing her nose against his pelvis when she essentially started fucking her face on his cock. She loved this attention from Daddy. He was so big and strong, and treated her with love. But he didn't go easy on her because she was his little girl. If anything, the lessons between them in all things were harder and she had higher standards to meet.

For Daddy, she would do anything.

As Hanzo had come to expect, his little girl anticipated his needs perfectly, understanding that now was no time for finesse or teasing. While despite the torture of it, Abel had been granted the permission to climax, her adoptive father had been given no such relief, and as such, required immediate release above anything else.

He watched in impressed approval as the young girl drove most of the thick length of his cock past her lips, and Hanzo groaned as he felt the back of Abel's throat constricting around its head. From there, she was a machine, bound and determined to give him an intense and satisfying blow job, which she was succeeding at already.

"That's it, that's it," Hanzo murmured. "Daddy needs to shoot his load right down your throat, sweetie... right down your throat..."

There would be time for a long drawn out session later where they could explore each other and enjoy the pleasure they shared. Right now, her entire focus was to get Daddy off and receive a bellyful of his delicious cum. There were times when she wished she could simply live off of his cum, but such a thing wouldn't work well in the long term.

She managed to remain completely quiet, save for a couple of wet, suckling noises that showed her enthusiasm for his cock, and instead of humming around Daddy's cock, she swallowed whenever the sensitive head was in her throat. If she couldn't please him one way, she would find another.

((OOC: I swear I'm still here! The gist is that thanks to quarantine, I basically have no privacy to write :( ))

Hanzo had made the same joking suggestion himself, on one of the days when Abel's assignment had been to spend the work day underneath his desk with her mouth wrapped around his cock, ready to have him fuck her face when he wanted, and to keep his cock warm otherwise.

This moment, though, was nothing like that languid, almost lazy day. Tonight, the girl was doing exactly as he wanted without having been told, devouring his shaft like a starving woman, desperate to get him off and relieve him of the tension that she'd been allowed to release with her orgasm.

Hanzo groaned quietly, rocking his hips in time with his little girl's sucking, her technique exceptional. Already he could feel the pressure rising. "Look up at me," he whispered. "I want to look in your eyes when I cum down your throat."

((OOC: I'm just losing days as they blend together...))

That had been a very wonderful day, just her, Daddy, and Daddy's cock in her mouth for whenever he wanted to fuck her face. Perhaps they might have another day like that sometime soon.

At his order, Abel's eyes rose to his face, full of love and worship for her Daddy. She Wrapped her lips around his cock, making sure it was in her throat, before she swallowed several times, trying to coax Daddy into cuming. Because he had been so very nice to let her cum earlier. It was his turn to have a bit of pleasure and fun.

With that look in her eyes, Hanzo knew that Abel could have asked him for or to do anything, and he would have gladly obliged. With that kind of adoration turned towards him, even the strongest man would have been helpless. What he loved even more was that he was certain the girl would never exploit that fact, instead wanting nothing more than to please him and excel in all the ways he knew she could.

The constriction of Abel's throat and her swallowing were all he needed to be pulled over the edge. His hand grasped at the back of the young girl's head, pulling her sharply forward and burying his cock even further into her mouth. Hanzo swore through clenched teeth as his shaft swelled and began to spurt. The anticipation and waiting had built up an impressive load, even for him, and every drop of that cum sprayed down Abel's throat.

At the feel of his cock throbbing against her tongue - a sure sign that Daddy was cuming - Abel relaxed her throat, letting him shoot all that delicious seed into her stomach. This was the best part of being on her knees for Daddy, giving him this pleasure and asking nothing in return.

Once he was done, she carefully cleaned his cock with her tongue before tucking him back into his pants before she gracefully rose to her feet, her hands brushing out her dress as she calmly looked at Daddy. Her lips were a bit swollen, but not enough to make it clear what exactly she had been doing. More like she had been biting them out of nerves. She was very glad she had been wearing subtle makeup as it wouldn't do to have crimson lipstick smeared around her lips or over Daddy's cock.

While Abel dutifully went about cleaning him up and returning him to a presentable state, Hanzo let his breath slow back to normal. By the time he and his adopted daughter were once again eye to eye, neither of them could have been accused of looking anything but still impeccably groomed. He leaned in and kissed the girl on the lips, then the forehead.

"That's my good girl," he told her warmly. "Always a good girl for Daddy. I feel so much more relaxed now." A smirk tugged at his mouth. "And I suppose you'll be less likely to indulge in too many pastries now that you've had a treat."

Not that, Hanzo mused, she needed to watch what she ate for the most part. Between her combat training and the regular workouts he provided with his cock, Abel was never short on physical activity.

"Now then, let's rejoin the party. And you can practice some of your other skills before we go home. We're going to kill someone out there, and no one will know until tomorrow."

"Of course," she murmured with a small almost nervous looking smile for the people out there. "Target and mode of dispatch?"

It was quietly voiced as she slipped her arm around Daddy's, looking as sweet and innocent as ever, as if he had merely taken her out of the limelight to give her a chance to calm down from her first debut. The quiet request was to find out the parameters of her assassination tonight, and from the sounds of it, there would be a slow acting poison instead of a simple knife through the ribs.

Either way, it was going to be interesting....

"Kenji Okawa," Hanzo replied quietly, head turning to indicate a middle-aged man across the large room. "Who seems to have found it amusing to under-bid our company on several lucrative contracts this past year. Rumors are that he is backed by some very dangerous criminals," he added, as though the Shimada clan was otherwise.

They wove through the party, Hanzo nodding and greeting people as they went, politely accepting the many compliments and regards about what a lovely and poised young woman his daughter was, and treating the stares of other men with a momentary glare that backed them off.

Hanzo slipped a tiny, wickedly sharp knife into Abel's hand. "I've made this a challenge. You'll need to be fast and precise. Get close, and deliver a cut directly to the femoral artery. It will be minutes before Okawa-san will even notice he's bleeding, and by then, it will be too late."

He leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek. "I'll get us some drinks while you... introduce yourself. Meet me at the bar when you're done."

She gave shy, sweet smiles when appropriate and ignored the stares of one who was too innocent to notice them. The knife was easy to conceal in her fingers as she casually strolled that direction, pausing here and there to converse with someone so as to make the whole thing look like a casual and accidental meeting with Kenji Okawa.

She watched as her target shifted his weight and position before she moved. With a bit of skill, she managed to catch the heel of her shoe on the hem of her dress, and yelped in surprise as she crashed into her target. With how he had been standing, the force knocked them both to the ground, leaving her to sprawl up his legs with her face practically in his crotch. Blinking wide eyes at him, she instantly started babbling apologies as she pushed herself to her feet, her hands coming down on his thighs and slipping the deadly little blade into its target before it vanished again.

The target chuckled and made a joke about pretty girls falling all over him, and she blushed, shyly ducking her head as she apologized again, bowing to him in an overly polite way but perfect for an innocent who didn't want to cause trouble. She made a few more apologies that he brushed off, and they chatted a few minutes - him obviously trying to get her alone with him but her acting too innocent to understand - before she gave her good-byes and left to circulate a bit more before wandering over to the bar to meet back up with Daddy.

"Done," she murmured, giving him a relieved smile even as delight danced in her eyes. Considering the bruises she left on his other thigh when she was getting up, the target certainly wouldn't notice the cut until it was too late to do anything.

It required very nearly every bit of Hanzo's willpower not to burst out laughing as he watched the slapstick collision of Abel with her target, both of them spilling to the floor in a manner that would have impressed the most talented comedians in history. The man looked surprised and embarrassed, and the girl seemed nearly mortified as she hurried away, but the look on Abel's face once she reached Hanzo's side was one of calm satisfaction.

With a smile, Hanzo took her hand in his and leaned in, giving her a kiss on the cheek before whispering, "Under other circumstances, I would have preferred a more quiet approach. But here, where everyone's already paying attention to you, it was a very good decision. Think about what you'd like as a reward."

He straightened, and gave Abel another kiss, this on the forehead. "My good girl. I am very proud."

"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered, a delighted blush appearing on her cheeks at the praise. Hanzo was a strict taskmaster, but she was certainly enjoying every bit of praise he gave her. She knew that she would do anything for a kind word from Hanzo as Head of the Clan, Uncle, and her Daddy, but she wasn't going to confess that the other way she had thought about getting to her target involved a backroom blowjob. Something she had dismissed due to the eyes on her beyond Daddy's.

She offered him a teasing smile as she sipped the drink he had gotten for her. "I believe I would like to be your toy on a day when you don't have meetings," she murmured. "Perhaps tucked under a desk to keep your cock warm with my mouth while you deal with paperwork?"

And if other things happened to occur during those times, well, she was sure the desk was sturdy enough to support both of them.

Hanzo laughed, his eyes glittering darkly with amusement and arousal at his little girl's suggestion. He leaned in again to kiss her cheek. "I do so love that all of the rewards you think of end up being just as much of a treat for me as well." Standing up, he knocked back his own drink and looked at the one in Abel's hand. "Now do finish your drink and let's go home."

Once she was finished, Hanzo offered the girl his arm. Casual and looking perfectly unconcerned, the two of them made their way out of the ballroom. Just as they passed through the door, a shriek sounded out from inside, followed by a burst of upset chattering. Their target had finally fallen, and the two of them were already stepping into the car by the time anyone might have missed them.

((OOC: Feel like wrapping up? Maybe another thread for her reward day? Or we can take a break, it's all good. ))

"Aren't the best rewards the ones both of us can enjoy?" Abel countered with a mischievous smirk before she drained her drink, gently placing the glass on the bar. She took his arm with a shy smile, still playing the wide eyed innocent all the way outside.

The shriek that drifted out behind them had a look of triumph flaring in her eyes before they were in the car, the whole business of assassination and ballet behind them now that their job was done.

((OOC: Sure! I'd love to do another thread with her reward day. I can just add it to this one if you want. Just add a new reply to the main post here.))

((OOC: Forgot you had mentioned just tagging this thread and started a new one LOL - https://expectnothingless.dreamwidth.org/1369.html ))

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Polite Company [RP for ~lady_abel]

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Sorry for the delay in replying. Sickness sucks!

It does, and don't worry at all! Hope you're doing okay.

Yeah. Just a seasonal head cold. They just seem to linger forever.

I know the feeling.

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