The Forest Spirits Rebirth (Bloodrick x ~NekoUke~)

Bloodrick

Bloodrick

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How many years had it been since the death of the forest spirit at the hands of the Eboshi woman? At least Forty by the worlds calculation, and rumors had once again started that the forest was becoming more healthy. That the beasts were becoming more like the gods that they had been in the days of the forest spirit. That the village that had been born in the depths of the forest now thrived, living off the land in 'harmony' with the land. Living side by side with those filthy beasts that dared called themselves gods. Forcing all trade routes to go around the forest, delaying this so long when weather wouldn't allow for crossing of the river in areas.

However if it was true, if the forest spirit had been reborn, and the stories were true. She could so easily make so much money off of it. So deeply loving the idea that even more wealth could wash over her in this lavish style of living. War still dotted the country side as, lords fought for control over the land in the name of their Emperor's glory. The emperor himself acting the god and controlling all these little fights as if he were the one that had birthed all of these things. He had grown old and now his sons fought for who would be in control after he passed. A never ending cycle for those that could see through the cloud of smoke that they tried to keep hiding the truth.

Slowly the Madam pulled her thoughts back to the sounds of the building she sat in. Lifting her kiseru to her lips and slowly taking in a drag from the long thin pip. Leaning her head back as she let the smoke free from her lips like fierce dragon. She had been waiting for a customer to arrive. A warrior of rather known status that she had planed to pair with one of her perfect little orphan workers. As she lifted it to her lips again the door to the brothel slowly slid open. The man that stepped in not much of a looker. His sword at his side a threat that many didn't ever dare to cross.

"Welcome esteemed customer," Madam purred as she lifted her eyes to the man. Smoke slowly flowing with her words, giving them a softly muffled sound as she stood. Her hand lifting to brush back her long black hair, showing off the pale flesh of her shoulders that her kimono hung ever so tellingly from. "Come this way, I have your entertainment for tonight waiting for you in a room further in."
 
Who would honestly want to spoil this peace? An accord was signed between both the forest and humanity itself, leading to harmony that unfortunately even after all this time was controversial. Some of the forest dwellers were still distrustful of humans even though the two groups had buried the hatchet. While the same could be said vice versa; what if the forest decides to randomly attack and reclaim lost territory one day now that they were almost strong enough? It was a situation that held no perfect solution but for now, balance was achieved. What San and Ashitaka fought for all those years ago had been realised.

Said peace was something the denizens of Hashitama; the human settlement that rivalled if not surpassed the size and scale of their fellows in Irontown, took umbrage to. Why should the forest continue to thrive while humanity was to be held back? Why should they continue to worship beasts that could not care a whit about humans in the slightest? The residents of Hashitama clearly thought the warnings, the tales of the events forty years ago were complete drivel. The same sentiment seemed to be shared by the leader of Hashitama, a woman only as the Madam; the owner of the towns brothel. Did she even have a name? Who was backing her? Those were questions no one was willing to ask.

Inside one of the rooms further in the premises, knelt a man dressed in a loose-fitting kimono. A man that was in her service which made her his Master. That man was twenty-one year old Akikiyo Kouno. He was one of the aforementioned orphan workers that she had taken in, serving not only as a bodyguard of sorts but one of her courtesans if need be. It was something he did gladly though there was one dark caveat to their relationship. Like the other orphans, he looked up to and adored her as 'mother', though unlike the others he wasn't fully indoctrinated; being able to think for himself most of the time.

Akikiyo was unaware he was nothing but a tool to the Madam, a tool she could easily discard once he outlived his usefulness. Which helped sell the difference between her and Lady Eboshi, the latter of whom took in the disadvantaged and unwanted, giving them a home and purpose in life.

Akikiyo's sword rested in the corner of the room, out of reach and yet a visible threat to anyone who would dare violate the rules of the Madams establishment. Obediently he would wait and only moved once the door to his room slid open, prompting him to bow low with his head pressing against the tatami mats.

"Welcome, Sir. How may I serve you?" This level of protocol was drilled, maybe even beaten into him by the Madam it seemed. Because no way would a swordsman who protected the Madam be willing to discard their dignity, right?
 
Madam stepped slowly into the room and looked down at Akikiyo and smiled watching as he greeted the esteemed guest as he had been trained to. "This young man is one of the best I can offer you," She purred again in that soft voice as she shifted to move to stand behind the bowing man. She could see the glint in the warriors eye. She had watched him scan the room. Seen him recognize the blade and the threat and promise that it posed at the same time. "I do hope that you can accept this hospitality that I offer you." She said before she stepped away towards a cushion that rested near a small table. Moving to settle herself down onto it. Again producing her kiseru from within the sleeve of her ornate and promiscuous kimono. A small flare a fire before the pipe was lit and the smell of the tobacco filled the air.

A smile on her lips as she watched as the warrior slowly stepped into the room, clearly getting the fact that the woman wouldn't be leaving him to do what ever he wanted to this young man. Then again having the powerful woman in the room as he took his time with this young man gave rise to a few feeling and area's of his own body. "I can tell you have fine taste and know what it is your patrons wants and needs," he said as he moved to slide the door closed behind him. Stepping in fully now as he looked down his nose at the young boy on the floor at his feet. "Come now, let me see what it is I get to enjoy tonight," he said as he watched the other. A well trained little whore if anything.

Madam said nothing further as she seemed to just become a part of the back ground. The room was large enough that she wouldn't be in the way, however small enough that if Akikiyo needed to he could get the the blade that lay not far from her with ease to protect his master in anyway needed. If you asked her, out of all the little orphan pets she had, this one was the little stray she trusted more than the others, but knew that out of all of them. This young man was most likely going to be the dog that bites the hand that feeds it. However she didn't expect such a thing to happen to soon. After all she still had so many uses for the young man.
 
While his body was primed to receive pleasure from the hands of the patron, his mind was balancing the focus on his duty as one of her whores and potentially moving to protect his Master should the need arise. Indeed, his presence was an invaluable one. Skilled with a blade and above all else loyal, Akikiyo would often be at the Madams side like a valued dog; ready to do her bidding whenever she demanded it. Though, not that he knew it she was beginning to doubt him; that he'd be the one likely to defy her as again, he wasn't as brainwashed as the others. He still had a mind of his own.

Not that it mattered at the moment as Akikiyo stood when the man bid him to, untying his kimono before letting it droop to the floor in a pool at his feet. Revealing a lithe and toned form that was worthy of not just a skilled warrior but a prized whore. It made him all the more desirable for any patron to use but his handiness in a fight was believable. Perhaps it also had the effect of lulling any potential assailants into a false sense of security in seeing such a thin young man at her side, letting them know the hard way not to underestimate one by their appearance alone.

The only thing that Akikiyo wore now was a fundoshi that helped conceal an averagely sized member but displayed his tight and firm little ass cheeks. No male patron cared for such a thing though, only what he could do with his mouth or how loose his hole was which, given how many male patrons he had served was wide enough to allow them to slip in with ease. At the side of the room there was a collection of strap-ons that female patrons and the Madam could use on him. Right now though the latter seemed content with just watching her little pet bring in some money for her.

"I hope this pleases you, Sir." Akikiyo said, allowing the man to inspect him like he was on display in a slave auction.
 
The man watched closely as the other stood, his lips twitching as he watched the clothing melt away from his body and pool around his feet. Dark eyes slowly appraising what had just been offered up before him. A short laugh slipping from his lips as his hand slowly reached out to run over the others well toned stomach and chest. His touch slowly snaking around the others neck and to the back of the others hair. Fingers curing tightly into the red locks that the other had. Yanking the others head back as he pulled the other close to his own body.

"I may like what I see, however it all depends if you can do anything worth while with this body of yours." he said as he looked down at the other. He was testing the others strength with his head pulled back. Though it was clear that the other had been well trained to deal with any sort of handling that came his way. Though he wouldn't lie, he hadn't expected such a well trained body to belong to this thin boy. "And I think we will start with seeing what this mouth of yours can actually do. Words are not any service that will get me off." he said as he used his grip in the others hair to force him down to his knees so he was in front of him.

His excitement already building. The other seemed to be well trained to be a good whore. Though skill was something else. He had bedded plenty of worthless little things that were just there to get a job done, he did hope that this one was a bit more than just good looks and nice words. A good fuck would be very welcomed as well. Finally he let his fingers free of the others hair as he moved to start removing his own clothing setting his own sword just off to the side as he undid his blet. He wasn't planning on this being fast so he might as well not dirty the clothing he had.

Finally he shifted to stand back before the other, with out shame, fully nude. His eyes flicking to look at the Madam who had given an pleasured humming sound at what he did actually have to offer. He knew he was only slightly larger than average, but that was still larger, and already have erect with the anticipation of enjoying such a fine looking young man.
 
Akikiyo had many a customer, but none quite like this. For the first time he began to feel like he had to go and reach for his sword, getting bad vibes from this individual; especially when he gripped his knot and yanked his head back, causing the young man to gasp lightly. However not once did he show discomfort on his face, instead he remained stoic; intending on being excited for whatever the man had in store for him.

This became more apparent when he was forced down to his knees, the man exposing his length before him. Normally, this would have been simple for Akikiyo but with the man scrutinising his every move and the Madam watching one of her boys at work, he did not want to disappoint either of them lest he felt her wrath. Which usually consisted of a cane or a leather strap. He had felt both and neither felt good.

Without further prompting, Akikiyo leaned forward and slowly opened his mouth. The average and thick hardened member slipping in and filling it with ease as it glided past his lips. Akikiyo tried to remember what he was told by the other whores on how to correctly suck cock, placing his tongue on the underside as he began to slowly bob his head forward and back. Suckling a little as he did so. All the while, he kept his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.
 
The man laughed at the soft gasp that had come from the other when he had pulled at his hair. Placing that thought into the back of his mind for later when he was having a bit more fun with the boy. Though the lack of discomfort on the others face did pull a smile forward on his lips. Such a well trained little concubine if anything. It wasn't until the other leaned forward and got to work did the man in front of him relax slightly.

"Watch those teeth boy," he said as he looked down at the other. His hand coming down to rest on the top of the others head. Though honestly he couldn't complain much about the boys sucking, he had been taught just enough to get a man off at least. He watched the other sucking him for a long moment. Waiting for the other to pull back to take a breath before he shifted. His fingers going back to that lovely red not on the back of the others head as he shifted to thrust forward into the others mouth. Grunting slightly as he closed his own eyes. The others mouth was soft enough to get any man off at least.

Madam shifted to lean on the small table next to hear, slowly sucking in the tobacco that she had in her pipe. Watching as the two started their little dance for the night. The brute of a man cleanly not one for playing around and getting right to the dirty things. Though she had to admit, she did enjoy a man that knew exactly what he wanted. And it was clear that Akikiyo was the right choice for this task. The boy thankfully wasn't one to fight to heavily when it came to things like this. Then again there was a dark hope that he would fight back, how she loved his skin when it was marked with the bruises of her punishment.
 
His skills compared to the other whores that worked in her establishment were lacking in comparison but he was still well trained enough that it didn't matter. If the man here was just looking for a quick fuck and nothing even resembling the definition of companionship, then he was ideal. Akikiyo would not resist as he continued; wrapping his tongue further around the mans cock as he proceeded to suck more, his humming sending small and pleasant vibrations that would only increase the pleasure the other was receiving by his hands. Or in this case his mouth.

Though Akikiyo never resisted, there was a slight urge within him to fight back and refuse what the man wanted. Unlike the others, he wasn't fully indoctrinated by the Madams way of thinking so his mind was still his own. Though he knew what lay in store for him if he was to stoop to disobedience. The Madam wasn't exactly soft with her punishments and sometimes it was better to just take what he was given more often than not. Oh how much he wanted to break free from her, to be his own person strong. Though without her he'd just be another orphan, begging on the streets; or a street rat stealing just to survive. It was something she exploited totally and he knew that.

The time would eventually come however, there was only so much one could take before they broke and Akikiyo was inching closer to defying her once and for all. Though for now, being used like a whore wouldn't be the proverbial 'straw that broke the camels back' as it were.
 
The customer wasted no time pressing as deep as he could down the other throat. Fingers catching the others nose as he pinched off his hair and used his other hand to keep the others head in place. Grunting as his cock twitched within the others mouth. Cumming into his mouth as he panted looking down at the boy on his knees. Still with his hands tucked behind his back. "Swallow it sweet heart," he laughed out roughly before he shifted to rock back slightly. Pulling himself free of the others lips. The flesh tender after that first climax. And needing a moment to breath and recover he looked at the other.

"Why don't you give me a little show." he said as he shifted to sit down on the mat still panting as he looked over the other. Lust filled eyes slowly shifting to look at the Madam who relaxed behind her little worker. Her shoulder was exposed as she smoked. Kimono hanging loosely to expose things. A temptress through and through. And ultimately he wanted to get his hands on her. Women like her always screamed the best when you did them right. He didn't care that his eyes lingered longer than they should, honestly he had all intentions in trying to force the woman in to sex with him at some point tonight. She wasn't untouchable after all. His lips twisted ever so slightly into a wicked smile as the thought of such a thing crossed his mind.

"Come one boy, we may have all night, but I don't want it to take that long," he said as he eyes returned back to the other in front of him.
 
The further the man pushed down, the more Akikiyo was tempted to choke; holding back his gag reflex just barely. Regardless, he was still continuing to pleasure the man as he was trained to do by his Mistress. It was no secret that part of his schedule was to practice giving blow jobs to the other boys as well as the artificial cocks she had. Though nothing ever prepared him for the deluge that followed once the client had reached the peak of their climax, their load shooting into his mouth as he was made to swallow it all, not wasting a single drop.

"Thank you, Sir." He panted softly through flushed cheeks, his body remaining still and yet when he noticed the mans eyes shift to his Mistress he could not help but bring himself to high alert. He often had clients that wished to force her to bed them without the proper recompense and as such he often had to remove or put down offenders. For now though, he'd do as the client commanded as he looked towards the Madam, crawling slowly to her and bowing to her in reverence. It was clear how much he valued his Mistress, though his loyalties were not as unshakeable as those who had fully fallen under her spell.
 
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