The eastern warrior managed to free her arms but Tamonten didn't really care by that point. Instead, the swordswoman's hands went to the shapely miko's waist again, grabbing on tightly and continuing to greedily thrust into the woman's rear. The pale girl's only concern was keeping the warrior priestess under control for just a few seconds longer. Indeed, the struggle, her grip on her opponent, Tomoe's moans, her own panting, and the lewd noises issued from the increasingly rapid violation of her victim's ass was only in the background to Tamonten. When the shrine maiden found her own orgasm around the demonic cock, the possessed woman didn't notice much beyond the change in sensations and the increasing volume of delicious energy flowing into her body. The miko's essence was magnificent, it sated some deep hunger that the swordswoman never knew she had. It made her realize that she needed more, and that she needed to cum. Tamonten had won...but she wasn't done yet.
As Tomoe was preoccupied by her climax, the pale-skinned warrior chose to roughly grab the miko's shoulders and push her upper body down to the ground, while leaving her backside in the air. The possessed swordswoman went down with the warrior maiden and continued to hump her with increasing desperation. Tamonten could feel the pressure building inside, it would only be a matter of seconds before she reached her own peak. The pale girl pushed harder and faster, moaning unbidden as she got closer and closer to her limit. Then it happened, she came. With one final thrust that hilted her cock in the shapely woman's rear, Tamonten shot ropes of her demonically granted cum into the miko's bowels. She held the eastern woman down, almost as if the pale girl was a wild animal trying keep her opponent in place until her own needs were satiated. The demonic woman's climax was intense. Her legs convulsed as she kept her length in Tomoe's hole, unloading what felt like an unnatural amount of seed into her restrained victim. Even as her orgasm reached its end, the pale woman felt stunned. For a time she merely knelt there, manhood still inside the priestess.
Somehow, when the white-haired woman looked down at her opponent, she felt guilty. Sure, the miko had kneed her in the stomach, kicked her, and torn her clothes off but Tamonten did kind of anally rape her in return after violating her with a vibrator and forcing her onto a triangle horse. The swordswoman didn't have a karma meter handy but she was pretty sure that didn't actually make them even. The pale-skinned woman's bigger concern, however, was that it wasn't just guilt she felt...it was arousal. Her position over the shrine maiden was fun, she enjoyed the idea of dominating the eastern woman. The swordswoman grinned as ideas flitted through her mind. Of course, the rules of the competition were more heavily favored towards victories like the one she had obtained. Maybe things weren't so uneven after all. Maybe Tomoe deserved more punishment for her transgressions! Conscience all but required that she drop most of the ideas, instead going with one of the tamest ones available. Still, the pale-skinned girl was excited to carry out the shapely miko's punishment.
When her silent contemplation was at an end, Tamonten abruptly thrust her still-present member into her opponent's ass a few more times. Unlike before, her latest efforts were almost clinical. The continued violation of the shrine maiden wasn't intended so that the demonic female could cum again, instead it was simply a tool with which to drain the remainder of the woman's energy and leave her helpless before the swordswoman's whims. Once her target was unable to put up an effective fight, the possessed woman pulled out of the miko's lubricated rear. Dismissing the demonic rod that she had used on the her opponent, the pale-skinned girl flipped her onto her back and fully removed her clothing. In an unnecessary action, she folded the robes and hakama and left them neatly bundled on the ground before continuing. Tamonten licked her lips as she surveyed Tomoe's nude form in its entirety. "You're very pretty. I wish I had a chest like yours," the standing girl teased. As if to accentuate her teasing, the would-be weaponmaster moved to straddle the shrine maiden's stomach, leaning in to press her breasts to the other woman's and maneuvering to kiss Tomoe deeply, if a little warily in case the pugilistic woman was in a biting mood. For those same fears of biting, the kiss was only a brief few seconds before the swordswoman leaned back.
From her latest position, straddling Tomoe, the girl moved her pale hand back to the miko's lower lips. Fingers rubbed at the woman's clit in soft circles, playing with the helpless shrine maiden. Her manacled hand grabbed roughly at one of the priestess's breasts. Unlike her pale fingers, Tamonten's blackened digits tweaked and pinched at the eastern woman's nipples with complete disregard for her comfort. Her ministrations on Tomoe's womanhood and chest lasted much longer than the kiss as the swordswoman basked in her reactions. For a time it might have seemed as if the pale girl intended to bring her to a second orgasm right there. Her pale fingers put more and more pressure on the priestess's nub, building into a steady rhythm. Her manacled hand groped at the woman's soft mounds. It wasn't to be, however, as soon as Tamonten spotted any indication that her former opponent might peak, she simply stopped what she was doing and stood up. The pale-skinned woman walked away, headed towards something specific in the room, and leaving the miko to stimulate herself if the urge took her and she still had the energy to do so.
The possessed swordswoman returned shortly afterward with several lengths of linen rope, a few of the familiar toys, and the container of slime that she had used earlier on the warrior maiden. With her tools at the ready, she went to work on the miko. First, she worked at a simple breast bondage tie, intended to squeeze the wearer's breasts and restrain their arms behind them. It was more difficult than the inexperienced woman had expected. She was no stranger to difficult knots and ties from time in the wilderness but bondage was something else entirely. Still, with a bit of effort and adjustment, she finished her first piece of handy-work. By the time she was done, Tomoe had cloth rope framing her ample cleavage and was left with her arms folded behind her back. Next, the swordswoman flipped her captive over, stomach on the ground. The pale girl tied the woman's lower legs to her upper thighs, another process that she was expecting to be much easier than it actually turned out to be. After a little bit of fumbling, and one embarrassing mistake that had the rope slipping off of one of the miko's legs entirely, Tamonten found success. With the shrine maiden bound, it was time to move onto the final steps of her punishment.
"I'll make a knight of you yet, Lady Warrior," she said with a grin. Her reference was likely obvious. Before Tomoe found herself back in the saddle, however, there was one last matter to take care of. The swordswoman picked up the two toys she had chosen for her pretty prize. It didn't take much thought to figure out where they were going. After both were given a generous coating of the warm, lubricating slime, they were introduced to the shrine maiden much as the first had been. The first and larger one brushed against her nether-lips slowly before being pushed inside. It was about the same size as an average human's length Much like the original, it vibrated and warmed on contact. The second pressed against the eastern woman's already violated backside before joining its brethren in stimulating her insides. The toy Tamonten had chosen for her former opponent's ass was small, even smaller than the demonically granted rod she had violated the miko with. The toys were in place, it was time for the shrine maiden to get some riding practice.
With a sudden burst of strength from her demon-granted powers, the necessary energy for which having been unwillingly provided by the miko, the swordswoman scooped up the warrior priestess and slung her over her shoulder. Tamonten's steps were unnecessarily slow, she wanted the realization of the coming act to have plenty of time to sink into her captive's head before it happened. When she did reach the lewd, triangular device, she was no quicker about lowering the woman onto it. The swordswoman let the miko down onto the item slowly, careful to keep the two vibrators inside the shapely eastern woman. Even when the wedge first began to dig into the Amazonian woman's already occupied crotch, Tamonten didn't stop supporting her weight. Despite her 'punishment,' the possessed girl wasn't very rough, all things considered. It wasn't until the shapely warrior had time to adjust to the pressure being put on her crotch and the vibrator within that the pale woman let go. Of course, once she did, Tomoe's entire weight caused the wooden horse to push harder into her folds, as with her legs and arms bound, even inexpertly as they were, there were few ways to shift herself for comfort. The swordswoman took a little more pride than necessary in her handiwork as she silently observed her victim atop the lewd device for the next few minutes.
It wasn't enough for Tamonten to leave it at that, though. When the miko seemed like she was becoming even the least bit acclimated to her position, or perhaps just for arbitrary reasons, the swordswoman stepped in and, with a loud smack, spanked her backside. From then, the pale woman alternated between her former opponent's cheeks, leaving the woman's rear with a reddish tint as she continued trying to disrupt the eastern warrior's balance and seating. Eventually Tamonten offered; "Say you're sorry for hitting me and this will stop." The possessed female knew that she didn't actually deserve an apology, of course, but it was too much fun to pass up. From then the spanking only increased in frequency. Occasionally, she would even grab the riding warrior's legs and pull down. All of the actions were simply ploys to get Tomoe to acknowledge her ridiculous request for an apology. Even if the resistant warrior was able to hold out for a time, Tamonten was patient. The pale-skinned woman might not have had much finesse for bondage, nor the desire to be rough, but she would wear her opponent down with sheer persistence.
When the eastern priestess finally did apologize, or at least came fairly close to it, Tamonten would clarify her stipulations. "How can I tell you're sorry unless you cum for me, Lady Warrior? I couldn't see your face last time and want to know what I missed out on." The white-haired swordswoman's newest rule for Tomoe's escape was just as ridiculous as asking that she apologize, but she wasn't particularly reasonable about it. The spanking and leg pulling would continue and would be joined by the demonic woman occasionally pinching and pulling at her victim's nipples. It would all persist until the miko had finally assented to Tamonten's demands.
When the eastern warrior had given into the ludicrous order, she would finally be retrieved from her wooden steed. The pale swordswoman would lift her up and lay her gingerly on the ground. The rest would be a little less painful as the lithe woman trailed kisses down the still-tied miko's stomach. The possessed girls lips would arrive at the woman's nub and begin affectionately licking and kissing the sensitive spot of flesh even as the vibrators continued their work in the shrine maiden's holes. Tamonten's hands moved to rub up and down the eastern woman's restrained legs. Her tongue lapped against Tomoe with a steadily increasing rhythm, occasionally sucking on the woman's jewel. Unlike the last time she had played with the woman, she didn't stop when the miko approached her orgasm. Instead, the pale woman dutifully continued her efforts all the way through Tomoe's climax. That said, she didn't actually bother to look at the woman's face either, exposing her lame excuse.
When it was all said and done, the swordswoman removed the vibrators from the miko before standing up and untying her. "So, er, ready to get out of here?" Tamonten asked awkwardly and sheepishly, unsure of what else to say by that point.
