Making the necessary preparations

"Mmph," you grunt as you unload your last spurt of cum into your Nippon captive.

"Incredibly done, as always, Anri." You snort to the bound and gagged woman spread-eagled in her cell as you pull out of her with a wet pop. Her only response to you was her glaring, hate-filled eyes staring daggers at you. Over the past few days, you had come to grow acquainted with your would-be assassin. At first, she had fought against your advances with every ounce of her will, but with the threat of starvation, blades, and the hungry gaze of her guards, she begrudgingly accepted your place of power.

She was not only capable of speaking your language, albeit heavily accented, she was also the only remaining descendant of a renowned ninja clan tucked away in the hills of central Nippon. Her value as a hostage would surely come of use in your planned invasion. As you finish putting on your clothes, you glance over her. She had pulled herself up to a more dignified sitting posture, though her skirt was still hitched up over her thighs. A strand of your seed leaked onto the ground from her crotch. Her beautiful eyes still looked at you with a defiant glare, but you couldn't help but notice a hint of a plead in them.

Sighing, you accept the twinge of pity and roll her skirt back down for modesty. You grab a crate and sit down in front of her. The two of you sit there for a moment, sizing each other up. For two individuals who have engaged in one of life's most sacred acts, although involuntarily for one, you can't help but feel a bit awkward and at a loss for words. Her gaze switches from a rebellious one to an expectant one. You ungag her to break the tension.

"This it?" She asks you.

"This your plan? Have me over and over again as ****-" she shudders in anger at the last word "until I escape one day and slaughter you in sleep?" She finishes with a toothy grin, as if imagining the sight.

You bend over and cup her face, bringing her eyes into contact with yours.

"Well... not really, to be honest. You see, what you and your masters did the other day? That was a declaration of war between our two nations. You, my dear, are going to serve a much greater purpose than be a simple cum-dumpster. We will be going to your small, savage island and you will be my plus-one to the party. You will watch as everything you hold dear burns by my hand." You respond in kind with a cheeky smile.

The tension grows as the two of you continue to stare each other down. She bursts out laughing.

"For however weak and stupid you are, humor isn't in lack." You redden as she guffaws at you. Turning around, you make to the exit and open the cell door.

"Hey, stupid man." You turn around to look at her, Her eyes are softer than you've ever seen.

"Maybe we can work something out. A deal. Just- maybe, come by sometime with better food, and softer binds- we could talk." She says hesitantly.

You nod at her before closing the door.