To answer any question that may come up about the rewriting of this story I will stick to the original story and I will change some of the things that happen in the story but noticeable for those who have already read it.

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"Ahhh!" Ichigo yelled falling as he fell from the sky. He had trusted Urahara`s cannon to take him to Hueco Mundo safely but it appears that the machine had its own plans.

After the war with the Quincys and Urahara had told him about the now Queen of Hueco Mundo, Tier Harribel, had been locked up in a prison by the foes. Being the hero he was, Ichigo had insisted on saving her for the sake of peace.

Picking himself back up, Ichigo concentrated on finding the Shark Empress`s location. It only took a short time to find it and he began to make his way at break-neck speeds. He was determined to save the damsel in distress and was well equipped to do so. Barreling down any enemy who stood in his way as he broke through the doors leading to her cell, he defeated the guards and found the cell Tier was being held in.

She was hanging from chains in the middle of the room. She was beaten and was hanging onto life by a thread. He tried to communicate with her but she appeared to be unconscious. Gathering his courage, he lifted her up and went to meet Urahara at the rendezvous point. Shunpoing over sand and ruins, he tried his hardest to make it comfortable as possible for her.

Once he was at the point and he saw the sandaled man waiting for him, he turned up his speed even more before he and Kisuke jumped through the Garganta, landing in the Urahara Shoten`s underground. After some convincing from Orihime, the Hueco Mundo Queen was healed but was kept in the Urahara shop until the Quincy were fully drove from Hueco Mundo.

(Present)

Ichigo walked through the hall of the Urahara Shoten looking for the temporary resident, normally she would be meditating in the underground training room or avoiding Rangiku`s attempts to take her shopping, but it would seem that today she had other plans. Walking to what he believed to be her room, he kindly knocked on the door. "Tier?" it was common for Ichigo to drag people to a first name basis relationship.

He didn't hear her voice but heard rustling as soon as the door was opened, he gasped at what he saw. There stood Tier Harribel in a bright yellow tank top with electric blue short shorts; no doubt her breasts were being quiche due to the tight cleavage that peaked over the restricting shirt.

Tier noticed him, "That Matsumoto woman caught me." she said in a monotone. The teen gulped and nodded his head. She brought him in and closed the door so prying eyes of Urahara wouldn't see her and, no doubt, be all over her. Ichigo just rubbed the back of his head sheepishly and sat at the foot of her bed, Tier awkwardly moved some bags out of his sight, he saw items he would have would never imagine her using…

"She sure is a hassle." He chuckled at his attempt to form some kind of conversation, "Good thing Yoruichi isn't here otherwise you wouldn't be wearing anything." He said aimlessly.

Tier actually chuckled, "I bet you'd like that." she shot back, Ichigo couldn't believe his ears and his eyes widened. Tier blushed, "Sorry, that Matsumoto woman taught me a rather crude form of banter." She explained, sitting next to him on the bed…a little too close.

Ichigo blushed slightly at the close proximity, acting as natural as he could, "Yeah, she has a nasty habit of teaching people the wrong things. Anything else she may have told you that was completely eye opening?" he asked, rolling his eyes. Tier giggled while resting a hand on his leg, slowly beginning to massage it. Ichigo's face reddened as she did so; it didn't help that he could feel her toned, meaty thighs and large breasts.

"Nothing of significance," she stated in a low, almost seductive tone. She turned to look him in the eyes and leaned forward slightly to press her breasts into his bicep, "however, some of her personal questions have got me thinking… I haven't quite thanked you yet, have I?" she asked him, leaning forward even more. Her strokes on his leg were reaching further up his leg and neared his more private parts. She snapped her fingers as an idea popped up "I know what, I can offer myself to you as your personal fuck slave." She informed him, she didn't care that she was submitting herself to the teen; she needed to repay a debt.

Ichigo laughed nervously as she did so but tried to escape the ex-Espada's grasp. "You don't have to thank me, I really don't need a…a slave." he protested, waiving around for further exaggeration. Tier didn't seem to listen as she continued to push herself onto him. She shoved him back so she could straddle his waist; he blushed at the feeling her supple thighs encasing his and her firm, round ass resting comfortably on his crotch.

Ichigo tried to push her off but he couldn't get a foothold for the life of him, "I don't think this is necessary. I didn't do what I did for a slave! I did it because it was the right thing to do." Ichigo desperately tried to explain to the blonde haired Arrancar. It was to no avail as she still remained where she was.

Leaning forward, she pressing her cloth-bound breasts onto the squirming teen's chest, her head in the crook of his neck, "How else am I supposed to show my gratitude Ichigo-sama?" she seductively whispered, gaining a shudder from the strawberry, "Does my current form of dress displease you, my master? Would it please you if I were to undress?" Harribel questioned the Shinigami. Answering in the form of something a bit more primal, Ichigo began to grind his hips into her short-short clad nether regions. A seductively sly smiled spread across the Arrancar's pleasantly plump lips. She lifted her head from the crook of Ichigo's neck and looked him the eyes, "My lord, if wished for something so carnal, you could've asked me. There is no need for you to be so vain in your attempts to keep your desire to yourself. I am here to relive any stress you have gained during your life as a soul reaper." Tier stated in a matter-of-fact tone as she continued to look her self-proclaimed master in the eyes.

Ichigo blushed at her words and, unable to resist anymore, latched his hands on Harribel's large, plump, bubble butt and claimed her lips in a possessive kiss. Ichigo grinned against her lips and decided in his flurry of lust that it was time to kick it up a few more notches; breaking the lustful kiss, Ichigo gave Harribel a look that told her he had accepted her proposal. "If you really mean what you say then prove it to me." Ichigo stated in a dominant voice, unintentionally arousing his new servant even more than she already was. Obeying him, Harribel slid off of her masters' lap and rested in between his legs, making quick work of his pants and undergarments in order to reach her Lord's pride and began to vigorously pump his prick to life. Harribel grinned inwardly as she stroked him, reveling the fact he didn't reject her offer and resolved to give Ichigo the time of his life.

"Do you enjoy this, my Liege?" Tier questioned as she planted quick, light kisses down his shaft before dragging her tongue back up, swirling the moist organ around the bulbous head of her master's impressive cock, much to his delight. Deciding that the light stuff wasn't cutting it like he had hoped, Ichigo grabbed his servant by her luscious blonde hair and forced Harribel's emerald eyes to look into his chocolate brown ones, "Do my efforts displease you, Ichigo-sama?" the answer she received was simply a look that told all she needed to know.

Redoubling her efforts, she hooked her hands under her tight shirt and pulled it off, letting her girls' breathe for the first time today. She immediately put them to work, wrapping the cocoa twins around his thick, meaty shaft, bouncing them on her master's lap in an effort to get him off. She jiggled her breasts with vigor, failure was not an option. It would be akin to spitting in the face of her Lord, something she would never dream of doing.

Ichigo felt himself approaching climax and growled in frustration. He did not want this experience to end so quickly, especially not without fully taking advantage of Tier's sudden submission. He slowly snaked a hand into her blonde locks, stroking her hair slowly before yanking hard, pulling her off of his cock. She cried out in protest at the suddenness of his actions as he pushed her down onto the bed and pinned her arms above her head. With one hand, he roughly explored her body, grabbing and groping at her soft flesh, drawing involuntary moans from his slave. His hand ventured lower and he spread her legs apart, crawling in between them while stroking his painfully erect member. Ichigo lowered himself on top of his slave, his cock resting at her entrance. He forced her head to the side and lustfully nipped and licked at her neck, working his way down to her supple breasts, twirling his tongue around a nipple for what seemed like forever.

"P-Please, my lord," Harribel gasped. A wicked grin spread across Ichigo's face as he looked down at her pliant form.

"Please, what, slave?" Ichigo questioned, knowing full well what she wanted but forcing her to abandon her pride to beg for what he was withholding.

"Please… Please fuck me…. My liege…" Tier begged, cheeks reddening as she begged without abandon for the first time in her life.

"Then you're going to take it like a good little bitch and you're going to be loud for me, do you understand, pet?" Tier nodded her understanding and Ichigo swiftly sank his full, impressive length into her wet, welcoming pussy in one thrust. He didn't allow her any time to adjust before he began to pound into her, pulling out to the tip and slamming all the way inside over and over again, making her scream and writhe underneath him.

With a primal growl, Ichigo released Tier's hands, forcing her legs high into the air, "Hold them there for me, pet. If you release them, I will paint your ass red with my hand until you cannot take anymore, do you understand?" he ordered through clenched teeth. She wrapped her arms around her ankles and began to nod her understanding again but was cut off by a swift slap to her sizable ass.

"I want you to say it, slave!" he growled. A shudder ran through her body at the purely dominant tone in his voice.

"I understand, Master." Tier whimpered.

Satisfied, Ichigo pounded into her harder, the angle driving his cock into her sweet spot over and over again. Tier clenched around her master's cock as her body began to tremble, being pushed higher and higher into ecstasy. With a loud cry, Harribel came, pussy pulsing around his hard length. Still, he pounded into her.

Ichigo leaned down and, deceptively sweet, whispered in the ear of his panting slave, "Did I give you permission to cum, slave?" Tier's emerald eyes widened, first in shock, then fear.

"I-I apologize, my liege, I-"

"I don't want to hear your excuses, slave. As punishment, I'm going to cum inside you and you aren't going to complain about it." he growled, thrusting into her with renewed vigor. Tier began to whimper and moan from her master's rough thrusts, slowly pushing Ichigo closer to orgasm. He gripped her thighs as he pushed his entire length inside her and shot his seed deep into her womb.

Ichigo pulled out of her, grabbing her by her hair once more and forced her lips down to still erect member, "Clean it off like a good girl, now." he ordered. Slowly, she parted her plump lips, snaking her tongue out and, with long, sloppy licks, cleaned their combined essence off of his cock. When she finished, she looked up at him, awaiting the next order.

"Get up and lay here with me now." he lightly patted his chest, "You've earned it." A shy smile spread across her face as she climbed up, cuddling up to her liege with a satisfied sigh.