The pale-skinned swordswoman offered a mischievous grin at the shrine maiden's compliance. She scanned for the perfect place to enact her little show of exhibitionism. A wide but short and smooth stone that bordered the pool they occupied, with, or what she at least hoped was, a perfect view for any nearby voyeurs. Tamonten aided the tired miko in their short trip, although the shrine maiden seemed perfectly capable of moving alone, partly because it was still her fault that the priestess had been sapped so and partly because she was impatiently horny. Her demonic length felt painfully hard to the manacled girl and, on more than one occasion during their walk, 'accidentally' rubbed against Tomoe's legs as the pale woman helped her. When they arrived at the edge of the waters, nearly-flat boulder, the pale girl only offered an impish; "Brace your hands on top of the rock."
The top of the boulder itself was slightly below arm level for the warrior maiden, but that was perfect for Tamonten's machinations. Assuming Tomoe did as requested, the white-haired girl would take a position behind her partner. The possessed girl teasingly rubbed her cock against the inside of the other woman's thighs. Both of Tamonten's arms, blackened and pale, wrapped around the easterner's midsection. The horny girl's mouth moved to within centimeters of the miko's ear and whispered; "Be careful not to let yourself slip." With that, the temporary futanari dropped down into the water, slowly as to slide her body against Tomoe's the entire way down. Hooking her arms through the other woman's legs, she began to slowly lift the eastern warrior's entire lower half up and into the air. The act would eventually leave the shrine maiden's legs resting on the pale woman's shoulders and Tomoe's only means of supporting herself, beyond Tamonten's assistance, as her own hands on top of the smooth stone. More importantly to the swordswoman, it left her face against the miko's lower lips.
It was a perilous position, considering that the pale-skinned, lustful girl could have just bent her partner over and eased the ache in her own loins, or even laid the woman atop the boulder on her back and still been able to pleasure her, but Tamonten believed firmly in showmanship. Or maybe she just had an exhibitionism fetish. Probably the latter. The white-haired swordswoman hoped that any watching would be able to see Tomoe's ample breasts from their position, as it would be a shame to keep them all to herself. Of course, she would do her part to try and draw a little bit of attention. Mostly, she would try to draw the voyeur's gazes by attempting to make the other girl moan aloud. The demonic girl began her ministrations by taking a deep breath, basking in the other woman's scent. She couldn't begin to understand how the other girl felt such shame about her body, everything about it had such allure to the swordswoman.
That same allure drove the pale-skinned girl to greedily begin attacking Tomoe's pussy. Her tongue lapped across the easterner's outer folds, still wet with the mixture of onsen water and her juices. Tamonten's arms moved to wrap around the miko's legs and grab onto her rear, accomplishing the dual task of better supporting the woman's otherwise airborne lower half and groping. As time went on, the long, broad strokes of her tongue became more and more focused on Tomoe's clit. It was an experience similar to the one in the arena, if perhaps at a faster pace. The pale-skinned girl was insatiable and merciless in her attempts to push the shrine maiden into yet another orgasm. Her tongue drew crosses and circles across the sensitive nub. She sucked on the eastern warrior's jewel. Tamonten's actions always fell back to one familiar pattern, however, stroking directly against the woman's clitoris.
Given Tomoe's spiritual exhaustion and the pale-skinned girl's own dislike of repeat performances, Tamonten eventually halted her ministrations in order to allow the easterner to get into a more comfortable position. She imagined that nothing would ruin the mood as fast as a partner's arms giving out, causing them to fall and crack their skull on a rock. Almost reluctantly, she allowed the other woman's legs to return to the floor of the hot spring. But she wasn't entirely done. Instead, the manacled swordswoman guided the shapely miko to turn around and lie on her back on the flat boulder. The possessed woman decided to sate another curiosity. Spreading the easterner's legs, she returned to her position between them. Tamonten's tongue greedily returned to lap at the woman's clit, but this time it was joined by a finger penetrating Tomoe's pussy. Unlike before, the pale appendage's motions were almost experimental in nature. It brushed against the upper part of the miko's inner walls, as if searching for something. Which was true, it was searching for the miko's G-spot.
When she found her small target, Tamonten's efforts only increased. A combination of lust, curiosity, and desire to satisfy her partner drove the woman on. She massaged the coveted spot inside Tomoe's flower even as her tongue flicked across her partner's jewel with steadily increasing power. The pale-skinned woman pleasured her former opponent relentlessly, impatient to bring the woman to her fourth orgasm since they had met. The horny swordswoman idly wondered whether or not the easterner would squirt from the stimulation. She even eagerly prepared for the possibility, readying herself to drink Tomoe's fluids. Regardless, from there the possessed girl continued right up until her partner had climaxed. Tamonten thirstily drank the warrior priestess's girlcum if the opportunity had availed itself, though never faltering in the task of fingering her former opponent. As the eastern priestess rode out another climax, the pale girl's eyes, all but grinning themselves, glanced up at the priestess. The green-eyed woman, as she had before, never stopped until the other woman's throes of orgasm were over. As the miko laid in the aftermath, the white-haired girl idly kissed at her legs.
The possessed girl didn't allow Tomoe too much time to recover before helping her back into the water, though, her own lust still far from sated. The pale woman pulled herself up onto the boulder, sitting next to the priestess. The demonic girl's cock twitched in the air outside of waters of the steamy hot spring. The swordswoman spread her legs to allow the easterner access to both of her sexes. She grabbed the base of her own cock with her pale hand, adjusting to bring phallus to Tomoe's mouth level. Suck, she considered ordering. What a selfish, shameful miko, cumming so many times when I've only cum once, her more dominating side pushed her to deride the priestess. Tamonten avoided saying any of that out loud, though, instead sheepishly asking; "Is it my turn now?" Unlike before, she was almost embarrassed at the situation.
Yet, if her stiff demonic manhood was any indicator, the swordswoman was still very eager.
