Kunoichis Pleasure

In the deep forest, i chasing her, Shiraishi Yuki, a kunoichi from another ninja clan from tree by tree. Until i made it to outrun her, stop in front of "Don't think you can run so easily, Shiraishi." i said while unsheath the katana and pointing it on her. "I'm from the Oniyabi clan, and you're the one who's been spying on us for months," she panted, her voluptuous chest heaving with every breath she took. Her fiery red hair was disheveled and her orange eyes were filled with a fierce determination that matched the flames of her hair.

"Why should I tell you anything?" she spat, her hands up in a defensive stance.

"Because I've caught you, and now, you're going to tell me everything I want to know," I sneered, advancing on her.

Her eyes narrowed and she lunged at me, her movements swift and precise. But she underestimated my experience. With a swift parry, I disarmed her, and in the same motion, I knocked her to the ground. She lay there, stunningly beautiful in defeat, her body curving in all the right places, begging to be conquered.

"You're mine now, Shiraishi," I said, my voice thick with lust. "And I'll do whatever it takes to get the information I need."

With a cruel smirk, I began my twisted interrogation. I bound her hands behind her back and her legs spread eagle, leaving her **** and exposed. She squirmed and struggled, but the ropes held fast. I knew that she was used to the pain, trained to withstand the worst of tortures, but I had a different plan in mind. I wanted to break her in a way that would make her crave my touch, even if it was in the form of pain.

I started with the basics, slapping her across the face and punching her in the stomach. She took it like a warrior, not uttering a single sound. I knew I had to go further. I removed my belt and started to whip her, the sound of leather on skin echoing through the trees. She bit her lip and clenched her teeth, but still, she did not scream. Her endurance was admirable, but I was relentless.

"Tell me," I growled, my eyes dark with desire. "Tell me your clan's secrets, or I'll make you beg for mercy."

Her only response was a glare, filled with a mix of defiance and something else... something I hadn't quite figured out yet.

I decided to take a different approach. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I know you're a masochist, Shiraishi. I know that deep down, you crave pain. Tell me what you want."

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she was silent. "I want you to... to **** me," she finally whispered, her voice barely audible.

It was the opening I needed. I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head back, exposing her neck to my hungry mouth. I kissed and bit her neck, leaving bruises as I claimed her. She moaned, a sound that sent waves of pleasure through me. I knew she was mine now, body and soul.

I yanked off her top, revealing her large, round breasts, the nipples already hard with arousal. I pinched and twisted them, watching her face contort in a mix of pain and pleasure. She whimpered, but she didn't ask me to stop. I slid my hand down her stomach to her pants, untying the knot and pulling them off her body.

Her pussy was wet and ready for me, glistening in the moonlight. I inserted two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out as I watched her face. She gasped and arched her back, her eyes rolling back in her head. "More," she begged.

I chuckled darkly, "I'll give you more, but first, I need my answers."

I pulled my fingers out and slapped her clit, making her jump. "Tell me," I demanded.

"The... the secret... is... in the... scroll... hidden... in the... in the... " she panted, her body shaking with the need for release.

But I didn't let up. I slammed my cock into her, making her scream. She was tight, so tight, and so wet. Her walls clamped down on me, and I knew she was going to be a challenge. But I was ready.

"Tell me more," I grunted, pumping into her harder and faster.

Her eyes glazed over as she moaned, "The... scroll... is... in the... hidden... chamber... in the... in the... "

I could feel her orgasm building, and I knew I had her. I reached down and pinched her clit, pushing her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing around me as I continued to fuck her. Her pussy spasmed, and she came, her juices coating my cock.

But I didn't stop. I pulled out and slapped her ass, making it red and tender. "Where is the chamber?"

"The... the chamber... is... is in the... the... " she gasped, her breath coming in ragged pants.

I pushed back in, making her scream again. "Tell me," I whispered harshly.

"It's... it's under the... the main house... in the... in the... " she trailed off, lost in the haze of pleasure and pain.

This time, I didn't hold back. I fucked her with everything I had, my hips slamming into hers, my cock hitting her deepest spot. She screamed and moaned, her body writhing in ecstasy. I felt myself getting close, and I knew I had to push her even further.

"Tell me how to get to it," I ground out.

Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she whispered, "The... the secret... password... is... is 'Tsukuyomi no Kage'."

With that, I lost control. I came inside her, filling her up with my seed. She screamed my name, her body shaking as she had another orgasm.

As I pulled out, she looked up at me with a mix of hatred and something else. Desire, maybe. "Again," she whispered, her voice hoarse.

I smirked and nodded. "As you wish."

I grabbed her by the neck and pushed her down to her knees. "Now, you're going to suck me clean."

Her eyes widened, but she didn't fight. She took my cock in her mouth, licking and sucking until I was hard again.

Days turned into nights, and nights into days as I continued my relentless interrogation. I used every inch of her body, pushing her to the limits of her masochistic desires. I fucked her in every position imaginable, whispering sweet nothings and dark promises in her ear as I brought her to the brink of pleasure only to pull back and demand more information.

Her body was a canvas for my desires, and I painted it with lust and pain. Her screams filled the air, echoing through the trees, a symphony of agony and ecstasy.

And with each passing moment, she grew to love it. She began to beg for more, her body craving the **** I inflicted upon her. The lines between **** and pleasure blurred until she could no longer tell the difference.

"Please," she would whimper, her eyes glazed with need. "Please, make me tell you more."

And so, I did. I pushed her further, until she was nothing but a willing vessel for my desires. And with every piece of information she gave me, she grew more and more addicted to the pain I brought her.

Finally, she told me everything. The locations of the secret bases, the identities of the spies, the weaknesses of their leaders. She spilled it all, eager for me to take her again.

But I had one final question. "Why?" I asked, wiping the sweat from my brow. "Why did you want this?"

Her eyes searched mine, and she whispered, "Because it feels good."

I chuckled and kissed her, our bodies still entwined. "You're mine now, Shiraishi," I said, my voice filled with possession. "And I'll never let you go."

From that day forth, she was not just my prisoner, but also my lover. And together, we would bring down her clan and claim victory for the Oniyabi. But not before I had claimed her, over and over again, in every way possible. For she was the ultimate prize, the sweetest fruit of war, and I would savor her until she was ripe for the picking.