From the mixed looks of lust and anger the men are giving her, Kyouka determines that they'd likely be a good source of fun. The woman has a foreboding presence that sets off alarm bells in Kyouka's mind, which as a byproduct also suggest that she'd be good fun. "I see. He did say he might send me a girl. Ever work as a courtesan, or an assassin?"
"After a few cups? No. After few dozens, also no." Jurobei shook his head. "I respect you too much to believe you that weak. No." He smirked. "You are going to 'let' me ravage you, cause you long for it." He sat behind the woman and started massaging her shoulders. "Because I offered it, and you know it will be but a one time experience. Because it's been years since you were with your husband." He moved his hand down, between MILF's tights, into her snatch and brought his fingers, wet from her juices in front of her face. "Because you came prepared. Because you are curious, how it would be, to be taken by enemy - should your husband failed. And that, is what I offer." His hand moved along her sides, then he grabbed her tits and started roughly grepping them, through her clothes. "Say the word 'sun', and I shall stop. Say anything else, and I shall threat you as a woman of defeated enemy."
“Relax and you'll enjoy it,” Midori promised, then went back to fucking the blonde's pussy with her tongue, searching for more of her sweet juices. Her fingers began slowly thrusting in and out of the merchant's ass while her free hand went to the woman's clit and began teasing it. Midori focused on getting her lover as close to orgasm as she could, without letting the nanban actually get the relief she desired.
Inazuma gasped as she understand what happen here. Monks know they are attacked, but they are ready to fight for the last men and kill themself with attackers! No mater what she think about lord Yokuboo, Inazuma can't let's to masacrate! She going back, to leave temple as quiet as she come here.
"Ah!" She moans as he grabs her breasts, before reaching back to caress his chest. "And why should I let you, of all the men who want me, be the one to show me how that feels? Why wouldn't I let Sengoku do it? He would dearly like to."
"I-I've never... Ooh!" She moans, quickly approaching her release, before being denied. "Y-You tease!"
As she's leaving the temple, she spots several of the men praying. Eyes closed, they don't see her as she hops over the wall and escapes.
"Hmm. That is a predicament." Kyouka let out an exhausted sigh, due to the mere fact she had to hold back on challenging these people. Since she needed to see just how good her informant was. "I haven't worked as both. As a courtesan, I'm not that eager to please men that can't please me. And as an assassin, my methods attract too much attention." She replied while wearing a weary expression.
Inazuma decided not go back directy to lord Yokuboo. She wasn't ready to give him such kind of information, but she decided check on his official daughter Midori. Kunoichi look around castle for samurai woman chamber.
“See? I told you you'd enjoy it!” Midori smirked at the blonde and decided to be a little mean. “So, about that discount...” she began as her fingers stopped moving “have I earned it yet?” She asked and licked the nanban's slit while her fingers resumed lightly teasing her clit – enough to keep her aroused but not enough to bring her over the edge.
Midori is in the Yokuboo occupied castle, standing in a dojo, facing down four men, all five people using wooden swords. As Inazuma approaches, they begin to spar, and Midori uses a series of dodges and parries to get all four men in a straight line, before she demolishes them with a series of quick strikes. She helps them up and wipes her brow, not yet having seen Inazuma.
"N-Nearly... Just a little bit, ungh, more..." She's extremely wet, writhing on the bed as Midori stimulates her.
Inazuma must confess Midori's skills in combant are impresive. Kunoichi could take down four oponents but only if she use her tricks and magic, not in fair fight. She wait as Midori end her training and all men will leave. "Do you have a moment, lady Midori? I have to talk with you private."
Midori smirked as she looked at the writhing blonde. Without a word she went back to pleasuring the woman, fingers going in and out of her back door, tongue going deep inside her wet snatch, and clit being teased by more fingers. Her aim was to give the merchant the best orgasm she had had in months.
Midori breathes heavily as she wipes away sweat. "Hmph... Yes, of course." Nodding, she follows Inazuma. Face softening, she looks at the kunoichi, as they walk to a smaller armoury. "What do you need, sister?"
"You might later. But now?" He squeezes her breasts, electing a hiss from her. "Because I am bold enough to act." He grabbed her kimono and pulled her top of, releasing her rich bust and using her top to tie her hands behind her back. "Because, I am low enough for you, to know, that without your permission I will not use it against you." He grabbed her by neck and choked her, while driving his free hand into her pussy and fingering her mercilessly. "Because I will treat you roughly, just like you desire. I will show you no mercy, as I had not shown to my slut of mother." He ripped her loin cloth and brought it to her mouth. "Lastly, you have not said the magic word. No, open your mouth."
The woman lets out a loud scream, her juices filling Midori's mouth as she squirts, and her eyes roll back for a moment as she's lost in pleasure. "T-Take the tiara... You earned it..."
"I'm not picky. I tend to focus on what they can do, rather than what they look like." Kyouka shrugged, giving her honest opinion.
