<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5e/Overlord.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_u">Then</span></strong><br/><br/>The man ignored her protests and struggles, holding Mai's legs apart firmly as his manhood filled her virgin channel, then pulled out only to intrude again. He pushed slowly, firmly, to lengthen the samurai's shame as her maidenhood glistened on his cock. And, as Mai's struggles ceased and her hips began to grind against his, her violator's smile widened, and his cold eyes looked deep into hers. "Yes." He said softly, huskily. "Delicious." He seemed to delight in her shame, as his hands left her legs to grab hold of the samurai's breasts, kneading the bountiful orbs once more.<br/><br/>All around Mai, the mikos fell to their violators, giving into pleasure as they climaxed one by one, and the men deposited their sticky prize inside the girls's formerly pure temples. Even Sao could only cry out as her orgasm washed shamefully over her and she was filled with her captor's seed, only to cling tight to the man's body as he lifted her up and carried her away, along with the other mikos.<br/><br/>Mai's torture was much slower, though her violator's pace did increase gradually, heightening her pleasure as he pushed faster and faster into her. "Moan, cry more for me." Without warning, his face moved in closer to hers, and his lips pressed against the violet-haired girl's. His tongue intruded in her mouth, tasting Mai fervently as he stole that from her too. By then, he was thrusting quickly and forcefully inside her, his manhood hard and firm inside her as he worked to push her over the edge.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Now</span></strong><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/df/Geisha.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Mariko smiled warmly as she took Mai's offered arm and strode out with her. Together, the two beauties began to dance. Opposite Mai, Mariko began to sway. Every move was slow and decisive, expert and provocative. Their dance took them in circles, first clockwise then counter-clockwise to an unheard rhythm, opposite each other at all times. Their pace quickened as both girls became used to each other's movements, and the geisha's kimono loosened a bit more with every movement. Mai could even see the edges of a rosy pink nipple peeking out from the garment's hem.<br/><br/>When they finished, the geisha's cheeks were flushed, panting slightly from the exertion. Nevertheless, her smile never faltered, as she bowed respectfully to Mai, before approaching the samurai and placing a kiss lightly on the violet-haired girl's lips. She pulled away just as quick. "Thank you, bushi-dono."<br/><br/>As the two women returned to Mai's booth, the eyes of many of the restaurant's patrons leered lecherously over them, though Mai noticed three men, who had entered during the performance and taken a corner booth, peering at Mariko. Unlike others, the three men's stares were surreptitious and businesslike, and Mai could notice they were all armed with katanas, though otherwise dressed in plain clothes. Ronin, perhaps.