/jp/ - Otaku Culture

You are playing with your Ochimusha waifu are roleplay about a captured spy that has the deactivation code of an automaton army that will invade Zipangu, to give her the chance to act more dominant:

> You are rushed through a hallway into a room by a busty warrior dragging you by the arm.
> You try to free yourself, pull your arm back, push her, stop walking, but she doesnt stop and you continue to be dragged. Only now you fully realize, despite her femenine and graceful figure how strong she really is.
> You make it to a room. Dimly lit with the moonlight entering through the windows and a chair with restraints in the center. You are amazed at the effort she put in the ambientation for the scene.
> Despite your struggle, she easily puts you into the chair and press her katana against your neck.
> She asks you for the codes, you refuse. She then proceeds to slowly take off her crimsom red kimono, standing before you naked. Blue pale skin the same color as the moon rays, fit body, generous DD breasts, pitch black beautiful black hair , beautiful yellow eyes and a set of abs that would make a Jinko jealous, all this packed in a femenine hourglass figure. It is as if the beauty of the moon shed itself into the room and took physical form. Truly if it wasnt for the fact that you knew who she was, you might mistake her as a lunar goddess of beauty.
> "I casted off my robes to make myself comfortable with all Im going to do with you if you dont speak ningen. No one is coming to rescue you, it is all you and me. If you know what is good for you, you will talk."
> She sits on top of you and without warning your face is somethered into her generous bossom, holding you firmly. You cant help but notice how good they smell.
> A couple of minutes latter you tap at her arm as you need air. She release you and stands up.

> "Ready to talk?"
> You move your head to signal a negative.
> "Baka, ningen gajin. KISAMA!"
> She yells, slashing at your right cheek with her katana, with your "blood" flying from her weapon and flowing from your cheek. You feel a blazing heat slowly flowing from your cheek into your manhood, before you can even properly react.....
> SLAP!
> The warrior delivers a good whack with her hand to your wounded cheek, causing your manhood to rise like a tower with the hardness of diamonds.
> She sits on your lap again and begins to lick your "blood" directly from your wound, like a vicious vampire. The pleasure is so much, your mind starts to melt. She suddenly stops and whispers to your ears while showing you her stained blade menacingly.
> "You taste delicious. I am going to kiss you for 10 minutes straight. If you get tired and break the kiss before, you are going to get cut further. I wonder how long into the night will you be able to endure until you finally break and talk."

Damn, she seems to really have immersed herself in the character.