Feast of the Blades, pt. 2

Xianghua and Kilik sat in the front of the wagon by Maxi while Taki and Seung Mina sat in the back of it with the supplies. Mitsurugi had brought his own horse along with him and was riding about a hundred feet ahead of the wagon. They had left Istanbul a few days ago and were riding northwest through Greece until they could reach a place where they could board a ferry to Italy.

Maxi sighed and looked over towards the two women sitting in the bed of the wagon with him. Seung was facing away from Taki, a deep blush on her face, while the ninja was idly massaging the younger woman’s shoulders. As he watched, Taki leaned forward and whispered something in Seung’s ear, making the woman’s blush even deeper.

Maxi shifted slightly and wished he could join in the fun with Taki, he had asked several more times since they had left Istanbul, and was rebuffed each time. When they camped for the night everyone could hear the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the moans and cries as Seung and Taki pleasured each other. Even Kilik and Xianghua, usually quite modest, had taken to retiring to their tent early in the night.

It must be this weather, Maxi thought to himself as he looked up into the clear blue sky. Even though it was well into autumn, the days were easily as warm as a spring day.

“There’s the port,” Mitsurugi called back as they crested a hill. Maxi looked over and saw the small town on the edge of a small inlet. He could make out the shapes of several small cargo ships which looked promising.

“Hey, when we get to Venice remember to let me do all the talking,” Maxi said as the wagon started down the hill. “I’ve dealt with these guys before, I’ve got an understanding with them.”
 

Sophitia couldn’t help looking up in awe at the buildings that seemed to float by on either side of the gondola. She grinned in delight at the wonder of it, aware that she was acting like a child and not caring at all.

“This is your first time in Venice?” the gondolier said as he began to pole the gondola underneath a low pedestrian bridge.

“Yes, it is,” Sophitia said with a smile, too happy to care that the gondolier was ogling her bare legs and cleavage. She was about to say something more when someone dropped out of the sky and landed in the gondola.

“-said you had dealt with them before!” she heard one of the men who had dropped into the boat say.

“I did!” the other man, a handsome looking asian man dressed in a rather gaudy assortment of naval uniforms.

“So why were they chasing us?” a strangely familiar looking woman said as she hopped into the gondola.

“What did you say?” a pretty young woman asked as she fell into the boat next to Sophitia and rubbed her bottom. “Ow.”

“Get this- boat moving,” yet another man said as he jumped into the gondola and held a long curved sword to the gondoliers throat. After a moment’s hesitation the gondolier leapt backwards and dove into the canal.

“That worked wonderfully,” the familiar looking woman said. “Get rid of the gaijin and let’s get out of here-” The woman stopped and stared at Sophitia. “Sophitia?”

“T-taki?” Sophitia said in wonder.
 

“What did you say to that merchant?” Kilik asked later when they had retreated to the safety and comfort of a nice inn by the Giudecca canal.

“I thought I just asked about the health of his family,” Maxi said as he finished picking out bits of rotten tomato from his hair.

“Whatever it was you said, it sure got them angry,” Seung said from one of the room’s beds. She rolled over onto her stomach and idly lifted her feet. “Good thing we lost that mob.”
Across the room, Sophitia said, “Taki, what are you doing back here? I thought you were going back east for good.”

Taki shrugged and continued looking out the window at the canal below. “We’ve all been summoned, I suppose,” she said with a sideways glance at Sophitia. “You must have felt it too.”
Sophitia sighed and nodded. “A great evil,” she said.

“From the north?” Kilik asked. “We’ve been following it for weeks and it seems to be close to here.” Sophitia nodded again. “What lies over those mountains to the north?”

“Germany, France, and Britain further,” Sophitia said. “Do you all travel to defeat the evil?”

“More or less,” Maxi said.

“Will you travel with us?” Taki asked Sophitia. “We all know that we’ll need as many blades as possible. I don’t think that this will be a fight with one demon, however powerful.”

“In my dreams, I see an army of demons led by a monster dressed in azure armor,” Sophitia said with a small shudder. “They’re to the north, I’m not ashamed to say that I’m afraid. I’ve been hearing rumors as I got closer to Venice, rumors about an army that cannot be stopped.” Sophitia shook her head, her golden hair tumbling across her shoulders. “They say that the leader wields a mighty blade of horrific power.”

“The Soul Edge,” Taki said in a grim voice, one hand tightening on her ninja toh.
 

“This is intolerable!” Victoria screamed in a shrill voice as Eva offered her a hunk of coarse bread and cheese. “I cannot eat this!”

“Then starve,” Eva said flatly as she took the bread and bit a chunk out of it. Across the fire, Victoria’s brother was wolfing down his food next to Johann and Kelman. Eva sat down by the fire and took a sip from her canteen as Victoria fumed. One, two, three- Eva counted and smirked as Victoria stomped over and snatched the bread and cheese from her.

“My parents will hear of this treatment,” Victoria said in a haughty voice as she sat back down and began to nibble at her food. Eva ignored her and continued to stare into the fire. They had just to descend from the mountains and they’d be able to reach Venice in less than a week. Hopefully the merchant lords there would be able to mount an effective enough resistance to the demonic army to the north. At the very least they’d be able to leave the brat and her brother with the relatives they had been on their way to visit.
 

Sophitia blinked and looked up at the dimly lit ceiling of the room she was sharing with Taki and the girl named Seung Mina. Something had awakened her, but what? Her hand was creeping down to where her sword leaned against the bed when she heard the other bed creak loudly. Sophitia rolled over on her side and barely stifled a gasp at what she saw.

Taki, who had been sleeping on the floor in a bedroll earlier, was lying on top of Seung, each of their mouths pressed to the other woman’s most private place. As Sophitia watched, Taki began to pump her fingers into Seung’s quim, eliciting a muffled cry from the girl.

Sophitia rolled over and tried to block out Seung’s muted gasps and moans to no avail. Feeling herself blush, she ran her fingers down her stomach to between her thighs. Biting her lower lip, she reached down to tug up the hem of her chemise before spreading her thighs and sliding her fingers into her already wet quim. Thoughts of her encounters with Taki after the ninja had rescued her floated through her mind. If she didn’t love Rothion she would have been in bed with the two other women.

“I’m sorry, Rothion,” Sophitia murmured as she began to lightly stroke her breasts with her free hand while continuing to plunge her fingers into herself. She turned her head to the side and watched as Taki slipped one hand underneath Seung’s body. The younger woman’s hands tightened on the ninja’s bottom as she let out a loud shriek of pleasure. Where was Taki putting her finger? Sophitia wondered to herself as she let her wet fingers explore down.

She gasped when she realized that Taki was pumping her fingers in and out of Seung’s quim and ass. Sophitia turned her head into the pillow to muffle her cry as she pushed a slick finger into her ass. The sensation washed over her, causing her to arch her back in pleasure while she pushed the fingers of her other hand deep into her quim. Sophitia groaned loudly, heedless of whether the two other women heard her or not, and began to buck her hips onto her thrusting fingers. She couldn’t hold back her long high-pitched cry as she came, her hips jerking furiously before she collapsed back onto the bed, her chemise stuck to her body with sweat.

“Nice show,” Taki said in a relaxed voice from the other bed. Sophitia blushed and tugged down her chemise into a semblance of modesty. The ninja had slid around to lie by Seung and was gently stroking the girl’s breasts from behind while watching Sophitia. “Do you want to join us or are you tired already?”

“I-I’d like to go to sleep,” Sophitia said, feeling her face flush even more.

“If you ever want to join us,” Taki said, “don’t hesitate to ask.” Sophitia nodded and rolled over to face away from the ninja, her heart still pounding in her chest. With a sigh she closed her eyes and thought of Rothion.
 

“ ‘I cannot eat this!’” Kelman mimicked in a nasal voice. Eva laughed loudly while Johann barely suppressed a smile.

“So what do we do once we tell the lords of Venice?” Eva said with a glance over her shoulder at the campfire and the two figures sleeping by it. The three mercenaries had walked out a few yards into the
forest to discuss their plans for the future.

“I say we take a vacation with the money we earn from this job,” Johann said. “Let the soldiers deal with the demons. We’re not that type of warriors.”

“I was in the army once, terrible food,” Kelman said, his narrowed eyes still on Victoria. “I say we take some extra payment out of the girl before we hand her over to her relatives.”

“As much as I’d like to,” Eva said, “we’d never get another job escorting a noble’s daughter again.” Kelman snorted and shrugged. “I agree with Johann, we let everything settle down a bit before we take another job. This one nearly got us killed.”

“Nearly?” Kelman said. “I think I’m dead, my body just hasn’t found out yet.”

“That arrow didn’t even come close to you,” Johann said.

“That’s what you say! One inch to the right and my head is one big meatball for the demon’s to play with.”

Eva sighed and leaned back against a tree trunk to stare at the sky. She watched the stars for a moment through the latticework of leaves and branches before she felt her heart leap into her throat at the sight of a large winged creature flying above.

“We’ve got to move,” Eva said. “They’re still after us.”
 

Ivy collapsed the spyglass and set it back in its leather case before smiling broadly at the scene she had just witnessed across the canal. Seung Mina had apparently become another woman’s pet, although what relationship the blonde woman had with her was a mystery.

“M’lady?” the barmaid, Ivy laughed at the thought, the woman was a prostitute, plain and simple, between her legs asked.

“No one told you to stop,” Ivy said as she continued to watch the women across the canal. She slouched down a bit more in her chair and spread her thighs further as the barmaid continued to lap at her quim. Ivy looked down and stroked the woman’s curly black hair, letting a few strands fall through her fingers before she seized a handful and forced the woman’s face down. The barmaid let out a very
muffled yelp of surprise as Ivy began to thrust her hips at the woman.

Ivy leaned back and closed her eyes, remembering the look of terror on Seung Mina’s face when she had first been taken. The platinum haired woman smirked at the memory of how Seung had quickly become an active participant in her “rape”, even begging for more pleasure at Ivy’s hands. Ivy let out a low growl as she felt herself come and buried her hands deep in the barmaid’s hair, giving it a last painful tug before letting the girl fall backwards to the floor.

“I’ll just be going then,” the barmaid said, one hand wiping at the shining liquid covering her mouth and cheeks. “It’ll be-”

“We’re not done yet,” Ivy said as she stood and stretched, her purple leathers gleaming in the moonlight from the window. She idly ran one finger down her front and rubbed it in her quim. Ivy leered at the woman kneeling in front of her before pressing her finger to the woman’s lips. “Suck.”

The barmaid looked up at Ivy hesitantly and swallowed nervously at the look in the woman’s eyes. With her eyes still on Ivy, she leaned forward and took the finger into her mouth, her tongue sliding across and around it before she began to suck on it with her full, crimson painted lips. “Good girl,” Ivy said, with a smile as she reached down and began to squeeze the barmaid’s breasts through her blouse. “Now bend over the bed and pull up your dress.”

“What? M’lady-” she began to stammer before Ivy lifted her up and forced her onto the bed. The barmaid looked over her shoulder, her eyes wide, and watched as Ivy peeled herself out of her leathers and reached down to pick up the scabbard of her weapon. “Please, don’t hurt me,” the barmaid said in a terrified whisper as Ivy slowly pulled the weapon free.

“Don’t worry, every woman I do this do loves it,” Ivy purred as she lifted the barmaid’s dress and tore her underwear off. Her eyes locked with the barmaid’s, Ivy placed the hilt of her sword at the entrance to the barmaid’s quim. The woman let out a relieved breath and then gasped sharply as Ivy pushed the hilt into her.

The barmaid clutched at the blankets as Ivy pushed the hilt deeper into the woman and then pulled it nearly all the way out. The barmaid grunted as Ivy began to thrust the hilt into her quim with strokes that became faster and faster until the barmaid collapsed onto her bed, her body shaking with each thrust.

“That’s good,” Ivy said into the woman’s ear and then licked the woman’s neck. “Do you like this?” The barmaid’s only response was a whimper of pleasure. Ivy smiled and began to pump the hilt of her sword into the barmaid’s quim while she stroked the woman’s clit with her free hand. The barmaid gave a strangled yell of pleasure as her head shot up, her eyes shut tight with pleasure. “Very nice,” Ivy said as she rolled the barmaid over and idly fondled the woman’s breasts. “Very nice, indeed,” she said as she licked the liquid from her sword’s hilt.