I’m a Horny Ninja
I was hardly foolish enough to feel elation that I’d made it this far. Yes, it was impressive but it was hardly worthy of being noted. Just one slip and I could still be found lacking and if I was, I would have literally nowhere to go.
I had no family. My parents were dead and so was my sister not that long ago. Perhaps that encouraged me to take the road I had taken. Perhaps not. All I know is that in the end, one must do what is right for oneself and not for any other person.
Master Ito knew who I was, of course. There was, of course, no way of hiding it from him and to say he didn’t want to take me on as a student is a bit of an understatement. I still remember him that first day we met. “I train ninjas,” he said in his gruff voice.
“I know,” I said. “That’s why I came to you.”
“But you are a girl. I don’t train girls.”
“But my father—”
“Yes, your father was ninja and I trained him yes. But your father was also a man. Had you been his son, I would have perhaps taken you on but I do not train girls.”
“I understand that, Master, but surely you can make an exception.”
“Of course I can make an exception but I won’t. I don’t train girls. Being a ninja is not a job for a girl.”
I could have begged. There was a part of me that wanted to beg but I held my tongue. That was what he expected to me. To Master Ito, I was merely a girl so I took a breath and then I took another. What would make Master Ito take me on as a student? He’d said he didn’t train girls but why?
“Master Ito,” I asked.
“Do not call me that. I am not your master.”
“Perhaps,” I said, “but I would like to know something.”
“What is this thing you would like to know?”
“I would like to know why you don’t train girls,” I said. “Is it because you won’t ... or because you can’t.”
Master Ito did not smile. Master Ito never smiled, but I had the feeling that maybe I had piqued his interest.
“Are you trying to taunt me?” he asked.
“I would never try to taunt you,” I said.
He didn’t believe me. I wouldn’t have believed me either if I were him but it was the truth. I wasn’t trying to taunt him.
“I just wanted to know,” I said.
He still didn’t believe me and he wasn’t going to take me on and I’d expected as much but I had made the first move. The next move was his or at least that was what I thought. It was only then that I realized he didn’t have to make a move. He’d already made his position clear. The next move was still mine.
So I watched.
I was under no illusion that I wasn’t being seen. After all, I wasn’t trained. I merely had the desire and desire will only take you so far. Still, I wanted to show what I could do so I watched as best I could and I hoped that I was putting on a good show.
And I trained as well.
A ninja has to be physically fit so I trained. I ran daily and when I wanted to tell myself that I could’t do it, I ran even harder.
One day, I was perched in a tree looking over the wall of Master Ito’s compound watching as Master Ito trained four of his recruits. I tried to imagine that I really was the tree. I tried to make myself think that I would move as the tree would move. I tried to make myself believe I could become one with the tree and in a way, I almost felt it could happen. I almost felt I was becoming invisible.
That’s when Master Ito called out to me.
“Kaiya,” he said. “Come here right now.”
I wondered if he really knew I was there.
“I won’t say it again, Kaiya. Come here right now.”
I decided he really did know where I was but more than that, I decided this was my big chance when I realized my predicament.
If I climbed down, it would put me on the outside of Master Ito’s compound and more than that, I was sure that no matter what Master Ito had told me to do, that gate would not be opened for me. If I wanted to get in, I’d have to find another way.
The wall was tall. I suppose maybe I could have climbed it but that was hardly a given. The tree then. It had to be the tree.
I climbed out on the limb and the tree shook but the limb didn’t break.
I climbed out even farther and I was almost over the wall. Just a little more, I told myself and then the wall was below me. I let my feet drop and then my body followed suit.
I crouched down. I still had to get down and I didn’t expect any help nor did I want it. I had the feeling this was a test and I was determined I was going to pass it.
The wall was narrow and it was high. Could i walk along its top or should I just drop.
What would a ninja do?
A ninja wouldn’t want to be seen. Being caught out in the open would be the worse thing for a ninja and being on top of this wall was being out in the open so I had to get down.
I had to get down now.
I dropped to the ground and I could feel pain arc up through my left leg. Okay, I’d landed wrong but I wasn’t going to tell Master Ito that. I walked up to Master Ito and his trainees.
“This is Kaiya,” Master Ito said to his recruits. “How many of you knew she was there watching you?”
The four men looked at one another and they looked back at Master Ito. They all wanted to say they’d seen me but they knew well enough than to lie to the master so they said nothing.
Master Ito shook his head. “None of you saw anything,” he said.
His students all shook their heads.
“When Kaiya here approached me about wanting to be trained, I told her no,” he said sternly. “I am beginning to have second thoughts about that. Does anyone know why I shouldn’t give her a second chance?”
“She’s a girl,” said one of the men and the others agreed with him.
“Do you think I haven’t noticed that?” Master Ito asked, “because let me tell you, I have noticed that. Anyone else have anything else to offer?”
Apparently, no one did.
“Success is success,” Master Ito said, “and failure is failure. We are ninja. It doesn’t matter how we come about the result. What matters is the result.”
“Yes, Master Ito,” the men said.
Master Ito looked at me with a hard stare. “Don’t you agree?” he asked.
“Yes, Master Ito,” I quickly added.
“I’ve decided then to add a new student to my training until such time as she proves herself to be unworthy. Does anyone have a problem with that?”
Like anyone would disagree with Master Ito and that’s how I became a Ninja.
I think I had to work harder than my counterparts to prove myself.
First, I had to catch up. They certainly weren’t going to slow the training down on my account and I certainly wouldn’t have expected them to but watching from afar is not the same thing as getting personal instruction and I certainly had some catching up to do.
Second, there was a physical disadvantage. It was something that I would have to overcome especially in close contact but I learned there were ways to use my size to my advantage. A larger opponent might think he had an advantage over me. My classmates certainly did but I could use his size against him and it wasn’t long before my classmates weren’t taking me for granted.
But size could be my friend. A ninja is an expert at concealment and my smaller body gave me an advantage in that respect. I think there were even a few times when I might have surprised even Master Ito with what I could do.
But perhaps the most significant obstacle I still had to overcome was that I wasn’t a man. My classmates certainly resented me. I’d shown them up on that first day and they took a certain glee in showing me up but there was more to it than that. They resented me simply because I was here. They resented me because I was a woman and I was in a place where women were not supposed to be.
And as much as Master Ito might have accepted me into the training, I was never quite sure that he actually wanted me here either. Did he really want me here or was I merely a tool to make the men do better. To be honest, I was never quite sure about that until that one night.
Master Ito came to my room one night. “Can I come in?” he asked.
“Of course,” I told him.
He came into my room. “I don’t think it’s a surprise that I didn’t want you here from the beginning,” he began.
I certainly didn’t like the way this was starting.
“I never wanted you here,” Master Ito said, “and do you want to know why? It’s because you are a woman and women have no place as Ninja.”
“But then why—”
He held up a hand. “Let me finish. You have proven yourself to be a worthy student though and for that, I am grateful.”
“Thank you, Master Ito. I try.”
“But still, I cannot help but wonder.”
“Wonder, Master Ito. Wonder about what? Wonder about my commitment?”
If there ever was a time for Master Ito to smile, that would have been it but he did not. “I never doubted your commitment, Kaiya.”
So now I was left to wonder. What did Master Ito want to speak to me about.
“I would like you to do something for me.”
Like I would have ever told Master Ito no. All he had to do was ask. “Of course,” I told him. “I will do whatever you want.”
Master Ito held something up. It was small and cylindrical. In fact, it was small enough to fit in the palm of his hand. “I would like you to put this on,” he said.
It was only then that I recognized the thing for what it was. Lipstick. Master Ito wanted me to put on lipstick and it wasn’t just any lipstick. It was bright red. I didn’t understand. “Why do you want me to put that on?” I asked. “I don’t wear lipstick.”
“Humor me then.”
“I was looking at the tube in Master Ito’s hand.
“Think of it as a test.”
“A test?”
“You are a woman, are you not?”
“Yes, but—”
“you are a woman and yet you shun womanly things. You choose instead a very masculine route. You choose the way of the ninja, a grueling and arduous task not well suited for females and so I must wonder how you would act if you were to find yourself suddenly thrust into a woman’s world.”
“I ... I don’t understand.”
“A ninja is a master of disguise. You are a woman but you are also ninja but I have to wonder if you could disguise yourself as a woman.”
“Yes, of course I could.”
Master Ito shook his head. “Humor me,” he said, “but you have foregone the ways of the woman for so long that I really have to wonder if you know what it means to be one.”
It was an odd request but odd or not, there was no way I would have told Master Ito no so without further consideration, I took the tube from Master Ito and I applied it to my lips.
“Thicker, please.”
I couldn’t help it. I looked at Master Ito as if he must be crazy but he explained.
“I must see how you react if you look truly female and that application is just not heavy enough, so if you please, apply it thicker.”
I took the tube and this time, I applied it thick.
“Good. Now, we will talk.”
It was perhaps the strangest thing that I’d ever done. I was sitting there wearing lipstick which was something I’d never done before and there we were, Master Ito and I, talking about ninja training and techniques as if it were the most natural thing in the world for us to be doing.
Finally, Master Ito stood. “You have done well,” he said. “You are wearing lipstick and yet you never broke training.”
“Thank you.”
“And now, I will leave the rest of your night to you to do with as you see fit.”
“Thank you, Master Ito.”
“No, thank you. Thank you for proving me wrong yet again.”
I watched him go and I just sat there in my room. I hadn’t wanted to tell the master this but there was a part of me that was feeling all tingly wet. I couldn’t be affected by simply wearing lipstick, I told myself and yet even as I told myself that, there were those words that kept echoing in my mind like the chorus of a song. “I’m a ninja,” the words said. “I’m a horny ninja.”
No, I told myself. No.
That made the words stop at least for the moment but when they came back again, they were just that much more insistent.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I didn’t realize it at first but my butt was just dying to be touched. It was so small and tight and yet ...
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
My bottom ached. Well, maybe not literally but figuratively and if someone else wasn’t going to do the job, at least that was something that was I could do for myself. I took off my clothes and I let my fingers slip between my legs and I couldn’t help but moan in frustration. It wasn’t like it was something I’d done all that often but it wasn’t like I had to do it all that often. A woman know what a woman needs and I knew what I wanted.
The only thing was I wasn’t getting what I wanted.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I rubbed my cliffy even as I thought about what a man would do to me. Tight, little body. Cute, little ass. Oh God. What wouldn’t he do to me.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I spanked my bottom. I’m not sure why. Was it out of frustration or did I really think I’d done something wrong.
I didn’t care. All I knew was that it felt good when I did it so I did it again.
My horny ninja ass loved to be spanked.
Oh God. That was it. I could imagine a big, fat cock filling me up even as my fingers rubbed my clitty. Oh God. I was so fucking close.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I couldn’t help but let out a little whimpering moan as my fingers finally got me off.
Oh fuck. I sure was a horny ninja.
And it was only then after I’d made myself cum that I finally wiped off the lipstick and put myself to bed. I don’t know what had come over me but whatever it was, even if it had been fun, it wasn’t likely to happen again.
I was still horny the next morning when I woke up but this was a new day and it wasn’t long before I positioned myself for the training that was to happen that day.
I wasn’t excelling. I’d gotten used to the fact that I was better than the men against whom I was competing. Maybe it was just that I wanted it more than they did. Maybe I was just willing to work that much harder but whatever the reason, I was doing better than them.
Only on this day, that wasn’t the case. On this day, I wasn’t even as good as them and Master Ito was noticing it. “Something wrong?” he asked.
I shook my head even as I knew that wasn’t the truth. I knew there was something wrong.
I fumbled through the day and I had dinner with my other training partners but I hardly felt like eating. Almost perversely, the others seemed to have a good appetite while mine was rather lackluster. I suppose if I wanted to be peevish about it, I might have said they were basking in my failure but I didn’t want to be that way so I pushed my half eaten bowl of rice away. “I’m going to my room,” I announced.
“Probably needs to rest up for tomorrow,” Hiroshi said.
“She certainly didn’t do that well today,” Toshi cackled.
“Maybe she’ll do better tomorrow,” Hiroshi offered.
“Maybe, but then maybe what she needs is not in her room.”
Both men laughed as I stomped off but in a way, they were right. Maybe what I needed was to learn to focus and I didn’t need to be in my room to do that.
Master Ito visited me again that night. “You didn’t do so well today, did you?”
I shook my head.
“What do you think your problem was?” he asked.
“I lacked focus,” I offered although it was clear that I was only guessing.
“Focus is important,” Master Ito agreed, “but what was the real reason for your failure?”
I didn’t know.
“Perhaps you need something else.”
“Something else?” I asked and that’s when Master Ito held up the same object that he’d held before me the night before.
It was weird but as soon as I saw the tube of lipstick, I felt better. It didn’t make the failures of the day go away but somehow, it just seemed to make them not matter so much. “Would you like to put this on?” he asked.
I nodded eagerly. I knew that was exactly what I wanted.
He handed me the tube. “Remember to apply it nice and thick,” he said. “You need to make those lips nice and red.”
I did as he said and even as I did, I could feel the tensions of the day just melt away.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
The refrain was back in my head like a tune I just couldn’t get rid of but then really, who would want to get rid of it. I knew what I wanted to be.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
“I’ll leave you be,” Master Ito said and with that, he left my room.
God. I was horny.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
One thing was certain. This time around, my fingers just weren’t going to be enough to get me off.
I was ninja. That meant when I left my room, no one saw me leave and when I entered Toshi’s room, no one saw me enter not even Toshi.
He was lying on his mat, and I don’t think he even knew I was there until my hand covered his mouth.
“What the—”
“Shh,” I said. “Don’t speak. I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.”
“Kaiya?”
“I said hush,” I said and then almost as if to prove the point, I straddled his body and my hand took hold of his cock. It never occurred to me when it was that I’d lost my clothes or when it was that he’d lost his but all that mattered was that he had a big, hard cock that was just waiting for me.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I certainly was and Toshi’s cock felt so good as it slid up inside me and it felt even better when Toshi reached up to grab my tight, little ass.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I certainly was that and more and my ass just seemed to crave the attention and the more attention it got, the more it wanted it and the more it wanted it, the more inclined I was to give it whatever it desired.
Toshi was groaning now. I didn’t want him to groan because he’d wake up the others and while that was something I didn’t actually want to have happen, I had to admit that that might not be such a bad thing, I wasn’t ready to take on every cock in the place but as much of a horny ninja as I was, I was sure I could take on a few more.
“Kaiya,” the man groaned.
“Yes,” I said.
He groaned again.
There was a knock at Toshi’s door but I’m not sure either one of us heard it. I just know for a fact that I didn’t.
Toshi’s hands were squeezing my tight, little ass and Toshi wasn’t the only one who was moaning.
The door to Toshi’s quarters opened and that’s when I realized there was another man in the room with us. “What’s going on here?” the second man whispered harshly.
I looked over at Hiroshi and I said the only words that made sense to me. “I’m a ninja,” I said. “I’m a horny ninja.”
Before when I’d heard those words, they’d only been in my mind. This was the first time that I’d said them out loud but it just felt so right to say them like that.
I wasn’t sure what Hiroshi was going to do. Really, I couldn’t have stopped him from doing anything that he wanted so I supposed I was just lucky that he started to take off his clothes and moments later, he was coming up behind me and suddenly, it was his hands that I felt on my ass.
“What are you?” he asked again.
“I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.”
He wasted little time in showing me just how right I was.
I had two guys inside me and they were two guys who were showing me just how horny I was, as if I needed to be showed that.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
“Oh fuck,” Toshi groaned and I knew what was happening. He was cumming in my hungry, little pussy and still, my pussy wanted more.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
“And to think I thought you were cold,” Hiroshi said as he took me from behind. “If I’d known that you’d be like this ...”
I couldn’t help but moan as I felt his cock enter me and then I moaned again. That was good.
That was really good.
And then he was filling me up.
Oh my. That was very, very, very good. In fact, it was just what a horny ninja would want.
The next day in training didn’t even go as well as the one that had preceded it. I was distracted. I knew that and when I was distracted, I made mistakes.
I got back to my quarters after yet another unproductive day of training and I couldn’t help but be disappointed in myself and that’s when I saw it.
It was a tube of lipstick, the very same one I was sure I’d applied the two nights before. Had Master Ito left it there last night or was he now trying to leave me a message? Was he trying to tell me that this was all I was good for and the worst part of the doubts I was having was that I couldn’t help but ask those very same questions myself.
I picked up the tube of lipstick but even then, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with it. It was only that as I stood there with the lipstick in hand, it was almost as if I was hearing something, something very muffled, something that seemed to come from very far away.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
The choice was mine, I realized. I could throw the tube away or I could apply it to my lips yet again.
I’m a horny ninja, the voice whispered feebly in my mind.
I uncapped the tube and I looked at the red lipstick. Did I really want to let it go?
But I was here for one reason and for one reason only, I told myself. I was here to get trained.
Trained as a ninja, my mind whispered. A very horny ninja.
This time, my mind didn’t have anything to say to that, and besides, what would it hurt if I went ahead and did it. I lifted the tube up. I was good at this.
Apply it thick, my mind told myself. Apply it thick and red.
I looked in the mirror when the deed was done and I squeezed my lips together. Thick and red, I told myself.
I’m a ninja, I heard again as if it was coming from a long ways away and yet it seemed a little stronger now, too. I’m a horny ninja.
Thick on my lips, I told myself with a little giggle. Those weren’t the only lips where I wanted something nice and thick.
And I could hear it coming stronger now.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
And my cute, little bottom just couldn’t help but wriggle in anticipation. I knew what I wanted. I wanted to get a cock inside there.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I didn’t care about my training anymore or rather I only cared about one specific kind of training, the kind of training that comes from a man’s cock when it teaches my pussy just what it was meant for.
I’m a ninja. I’m a horny ninja.
I had to get out of there. I had to go find a cock to fuck.
I was a ninja but I was also a very horny ninja.