Midori forced her finger inside Yatsebe's tight back door and began fucking the samurai's ass with it while thrusting the dildo in and out of the samurai's snatch. She waited a minute to let her lover get used to it, then added a second finger inside Yatsebe's ass and sped up, fucking both of the samurai's holes. Quickly establishing a rhythm she was happy with she began gradually speeding up more, trying to make Yatsebe cum quickly.
"Or even sooner?" Inazuma hears a distant voice carried by the wind, with no indication of where it came from, as the port draws closer and closer.
The men look at the samurai, whose face reads with indecision. It's clear that several of the men aren't against the idea, but none of them are willing to move without her consent. The raven haired samurai finally sighs, knowing that she can end the situation, but not wanting to be humiliated further by backing down now. With a defiant look, she says "Let's head down to the hold, boys."
Her efforts are soon rewarded, with Yatsebe crying out in orgasm. After recovering, the samurai grapples Midori, making out with her passionately, the taste of Midori's cunt on her lips. After several minutes, there's a knock on the door, and the voice of Yatsebe's father sounds through the paper. "My dear, you'd best get ready. We're about to dock."
Chitsukiko has a similar idea, but without results. Jian sees, or thinks he sees, something. A small bit of foam being kicked up on the far horizon. As he goes up on deck to get a better angle, Jian notices that the ship is rapidly approaching port.
The men look at the samurai, whose face reads with indecision. It's clear that several of the men aren't against the idea, but none of them are willing to move without her consent. The raven haired samurai finally sighs, knowing that she can end the situation, but not wanting to be humiliated further by backing down now. With a defiant look, she says "Let's head down to the hold, boys."
Hours later, she and the other samurai lie on the floor of the cargo hold, covered in sweat, and in the case of the woman, in cum. Footsteps echo down the stairs, and another woman approaches, a beautiful samurai or ronin with a patch over one eye.
All but two of the naked samurai men (the ones the old man told Kyouka were the second and first best in the group) recoil away from her in fear. Looking at the scene with a blank expression, the woman grunts. "Get her cleaned up. We're 'bout to dock." Hurriedly, the samurai get to work, as the woman walks back up the stairs.
"So far you've succeeded." The noble caresses his ass, pushing him in deeper to the mainlander, as Xia's muffled moans fill the room.
Inazuma look around for source of the voice but she didn't find nothing. Kunoichi decided she won't be waiting as ship docks in port, only when she will get chance, she will jump on wooden poles and get to the city. Damit, she deserve break after all weeks of her service for her Lord.
He smiles. "Not at all, my dear." The ship rolls into port, men on the docks throwing out lines to tie up the ship. Yunah is struck by how immense it is. Even the docks themselves are larger than any city she's ever been to.
"Oh, we have all the time in the world, my love." Exposing he magnificent body, she begins to ride him, passionately fucking his cock, kissing his lips hard. Time seems to have little meaning as they explore each other's bodies once more. After what might be hours, or days, or months, Jurobei is atop his mother, fucking her hard, pinning her to the ground in a mating press as her strong legs wrap around his hips and pull him deeper inside her, the sound of his mother's moans filling his ears. Finally, he feels release, the greatest orgasm of his life, overwhelming all of his senses with pleasure and making his vision go white. As it clears, he looks into his mother's beautiful face, but finds it no longer so beautiful. Her two bright eyes have been replaced by eight, all midnight black, and he feels strange bristles on the legs that still keep him trapped against her hips. Her legs are soon joined by six more, pulling him in close against her, trapped and helpless.
Shintaro throws her the matchlock as she enters the room, and hands her the rest of her belongings, leading her away. The ship is anchored, and tied to the dock, as large ramps are placed at the sides, allowing the passengers to depart. "So, we'll be taken to the palace soon, I expect, once everyone's gotten off the ship."
The sailors look amused, as Inazuma leaps off the side of the ship before they can even place the ramp, heading through the sprawling dock complex. Luckily, she doesn't have to go far, a number of buildings along the intersection of the port and the city itself lined with various merchant houses. The buildings range from highly elegant, to humble and rundown. The Nakayama trading house office is somewhere in the middle, clean, but without the gaudiness of some of the others. Inside, a young man stands behind a desk, looking at a ledger. As he looksup at Inazuma, the kunoichi almost mistakes him for the young man she saved on the road. They look very similar, probably related in some way. "Welcome to the Nakayama Trading House offices. May I help you?"
Inazuma take from her yukata document what young merchant write for her on the road.
He looks at it carefully, using a western magnifying glass to examine the seal's authenticity, before pulling out a heavy book, slamming it against the deck with a thump, and beginning to write something in a nanban language. "Very good." He puts away the book. "You saved my cousin, thank you for that." He smiles brightly. "So, you can redeem this for a sum of money (wealth +1), for discounts on weapons, armour or trading goods in our stocks, to get a referral if you're looking for work, or to call in for a favour later. For example, we could help you deal with the law, to a degree, or put our investigators to work finding someone you needed located, or something else of that ilk. Do you have any idea what you're interested in?"
Quickly, she finds the man behind a box, getting out of his armour and putting on civilian clothes. His back is facing Kyouka, and he doesn't see her yet.
