The clone brings her the letter without issue. If there's a trap, she can't see it. Opening the letter, it's another poem.
Over and over, the blade collides with her ass, making them glow bright red, the burning pain growing with her arousal. After what seems like an eternity of punishment, the last blow falls, and the man straddles her. Without any preparation or preamble, his fat cock spears forwards into her asshole, pounding her mercilessly. "When we beat your sister, We're gonna break her, and then I'm gonna fuck her like this." He speeds up, cock reaching deep inside the redhead's ass.
Heading down, she hears the woman's voice grow louder, though she can't make out words. Between the two women lies a large stone door. A small slit lies in the middle of the stonework, the right size for a blade to slide into.
Sliding the small blade in, the lock turns, and the door slides down into a compartment in the floor. Inazuma is nearly hit by an ice spell cast by Harazra, who apologises profusely. "Sorry, I was trying to hit the door!" As she apologises, Inazuma hears a loud clanking sound in the ceiling. The sound of gears rotating.
Santo wraps his hand in her flaming hair, pulling her head back to claim her mouth with a kiss as he fucks her. "Then you're going to help me."
As she slides on the outfit, Midori notices that her figure is well detailed by the tight fit. Peeking her head out into the hallway, she sees a well dressed man and an attractive dark haired samurai arguing over money, loudly.
"Likewise. Ever since your victory in the pass, I've been waiting to meet the man who accomplished such a feat." He pours tea into two cups, handing one to Jurobei. "So, do you have any idea what you want to do in the capital? The emperor will be inviting the shogun to stay a while, but do you think you'll stay here too?"
She licks up and down the length of his cock, before moving down, his balls entering her warm mouth, the soft suction of her cheeks sending bolts of pleasure up his body, as she begins jerking his shaft with both hands. Coming up for breath, she says "I think we'll be doing this a lot, since you're staying with us."
The swordswoman chuckles. "Heh. Me, or worse than me. End of the day, you have to look out for yourself. Which brings me to another piece of advice. Don't rely on your lord. Get your own money, your own fame, and most importantly, your own allies. Your lord could die, or stab you in the back. You should be prepared for that."
Only by her good reflex Inazuma managed dodge ice spell.
Hmm? What is this about? Midori decided to listen to the argument but not get involved just yet. She also tried to remember if she had seen either the man or the samurai before.As she slides on the outfit, Midori notices that her figure is well detailed by the tight fit. Peeking her head out into the hallway, she sees a well dressed man and an attractive dark haired samurai arguing over money, loudly.
He pulls out of her ass, all at once, before roughly pulling her onto her back. "Then we'll do it. Whatever it takes." He slaps her clitoris, before thrusting forwards into her cunt, biting on her nipples.
