Inazuma manages to defend herself from the attacking vines, but makes no progress, as the sorceress moans out loudly, the vine sliding up between her legs and beginning to fuck her hard, as her breasts are squeezed. Inazuma can't be sure, but she thinks that the plants might be intentionally angling the woman so that the kunoichi can get the best possible view of the fucking. She feels her lungs ache, and knows that her breath is running out.
Chitsukiko bows back. "We were just going to our rooms. How are you finding things so far?"
Inazuma aswing katana on the vine what fucking sorceress, cutting plant and kimono of woman, or to be fair what was left of it. Now she must take a breath or kunoichi will pass out.
'Kyouka told me she's a snake and not to be trusted or interacted with at all if you can help it,' Jian chuckled at Chitsukiko, 'What a family they are. One a bloodthirsty Ronin, the other a scheming monster.'
'Hello,' Jian bowed to the woman, 'You know each other? A friend of Chitsukiko is a friend of mine. Would you like to introduce us, Chitsukiko?'
Oichi chuckles. "Ah, yes. I liked that one. So...easy to please." The tattooed woman looks at her sister carefully. "Things could go well for you, Kyouka. All you'd have to do is follow me, and the rewards would be...unimaginable." She reaches out to take Kyouka's hand.
Naked, Harazra tumbles to the ground, vines pursuing her. In a lustful haze, the woman barely notices, but at the last minute raises her hands, from which a wall of flame erupts, forcing the plants back. The two women make it to the end of the chamber, out of reach of the vines, into a stone hallway. "D-Damn it." Harazra falls to her knees, trembling with lust. "I-I-" she reaches out, slipping her arms around Inazuma's waist.
Chitsukiko happily introduces the two. "This is Jian, my newfound cousin from the mainland. Jian, this is Midori, a kushan selectee."
She isn't disturbed, the hot water lifting away her stress. After a few minutes, she hears a knock on the door, a feminine voice asking "May I enter?"
Shintaro drinks the sake eagerly, starting to get a little tipsy. "Damn... probably time for me to head back to my room. Help me up the stairs, kid?"
"Nara." She remembers the name of the one eyed samurai who gave her pointers on the ship.
"No, that's what happens to everyone who crosses my path. The ones who submit willingly simply tend to enjoy it more." She gives a disturbing grin. "It's inevitable. You remember how stern our father was? How he stood like a colossus, refusing to let anyone push him around? By the end he was nothing, wasting away and selling everything he owned to try to please me. You're going to end up like he did, but you can thrive, instead of waste aw-" she's interrupted as a man in his twenties, boyishly handsome and somewhat muscular, enters the garden, clad in elegant clothes. "Oichi, dear, come. We'll be late." Oichi looks back at her lover with a smile. "Of course. First, I just want you to meet my dear sister, Kyouka." The man bows. "Kyouka, this is my paramour, lord Miichi Sengoku." Oichi gives a smug look.
Chitsukiko nods. "I couldn't agree more." @moonblack "How about you, Midori? Looking forward to the ceremony?"
