Sanemi slammed the heavy door shut behind him, the wisteria-laced seals glowing faintly in the dim lantern light.
The safehouse was buried deep in the mountains, far from any village, reinforced to hold even an Upper Rank. Rain hammered the roof like gunshots.
Daki sat chained to the reinforced chair in the center of the main room, her obi sashes weakened and torn from the earlier fight.
Her long black hair was messy, pink eyes glowing with defiance and hunger. She looked up at him with that signature arrogant smirk, lips curled.
"Look at you, Hashira. Still breathing after all that. How cute. Come to gloat?"
Sanemi's veins bulged on his forehead. His scars stood out sharp under the low light. He tossed his sword aside with a loud clatter and stalked toward her.
"Shut your fucking mouth, demon. You and your brother nearly killed half my corps. If it wasn't for orders to keep you alive for questioning, I'd have cut your head off already."
Daki laughed, low and mocking. The chains rattled as she shifted, her kimono slipping off one pale shoulder, revealing smooth skin and the curve of her full breasts.
"Big talk from a man who smells like rage and blood. You hate me so much it makes you hard, doesn't it?"
Sanemi grabbed her chin roughly, forcing her head up. Their faces were inches apart.
"You think this is a game? I should rip you apart."
"Then do it," she hissed, eyes flashing. "Or are you too scared to touch a demon whore?"
The storm outside roared. Something in Sanemi snapped. He yanked the chains hard, pulling her forward until she was on her knees in front of him.
"You want it rough? Fine. I'll fuck the arrogance right out of you."
Daki's smirk widened, but her breathing quickened.
"Try it, Wind Hashira. See if you can handle me."
Sanemi ripped open her torn kimono, exposing her pale, perfect body; full tits, narrow waist, wide hips, and that smooth, already glistening pussy.
He shoved her onto the thick futon in the corner, pinning her wrists above her head with one hand while the other yanked his own pants down.
His thick, veiny, and rock hard cock sprang free from days of suppressed rage and unwanted attraction.
Daki licked her lips. "Not bad for a human."
"Shut up." He shoved two thick fingers straight into her wet cunt without warning.
"Ahh—!" Daki's back arched, a sharp moan escaping. "Nngh… rough already?"
Sanemi pumped his fingers fast and deep, curling them hard. Wet squelching sounds filled the room immediately.
"You're soaked, you filthy demon. Hate me that much or just desperate for cock?"
Daki moaned louder, hips bucking against his hand.
"Ahhann… both… fuck you… harder!"
He added a third finger, stretching her roughly while his thumb rubbed her clit in tight circles. Sanemi finger-fucked her for a stretch of minutes.
"For a demon, your pussy feels intact."
Daki's thighs trembled.
"Nggnn… ahh… you bastard… I'm— ahhhaaaannn!!"
She came fast, pussy gushing around his fingers. Sanemi pulled them out, smeared her juices on his cock, and lined up.
"When I'm done with you, you'll wish I had killed you," he growled.
He slammed in with one brutal thrust, burying every thick inch balls-deep.
"Ahhhh—! Fuck!" Daki screamed, eyes rolling back. "So fucking big… splitting me open… nngh!"
Sanemi didn't wait. He started pounding her like he wanted to break her. Hard, fast, angry thrusts that made the futon creak.
Kpa!
Kpa!!
Kpa!!!
The wet slapping of skin on skin mixed with the storm outside.
"Take it, you demon slut. This is what you get for killing my men."
Daki's legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper.
"Ahh… ahh… yes… hate-fuck me harder, Hashira! Nggnn… your cock feels too good for a human!"
Sanemi gripped her throat lightly, not enough to choke but enough to dominate. He railed her faster, hips snapping violently. Her full tits bounced wildly with every thrust.
"These tits… this tight cunt… are all mine to ruin tonight," he snarled.
"Ahhann… ahhann… ruin it then! Don't stop… nnghaaa!" Daki moaned, nails digging into his back even with chained wrists.
He flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and slammed back in from behind. Doggy style, deep and punishing.
Kpa-kpa-kpa-kpa!
Daki pushed her ass back to meet every brutal thrust.
"Ahh… deeper… fuck my demon pussy harder! Ahhannn!!"
Sanemi slapped her ass hard, leaving red marks on perfect pale skin.
"Louder. Let me hear how much you hate loving this."
She came again, screaming into the futon. "Cumming— ngggaaaahhhnnn!!"
He kept pounding through her orgasm, grunting with every slam. Sweat poured down his scarred chest.
After long minutes he pulled out, flipped her onto her back again, and shoved his cock straight into her mouth.
"Suck it clean, bitch."
Daki moaned around his length, tongue swirling eagerly.
Slurrp…
Gluck…
Slurrp!
She took him deep, throat relaxing like a proper whore.
"Fuck… your mouth is dangerous," Sanemi groaned, fucking her face with short, rough thrusts.
He pulled out, strings of spit connecting her lips to his cock, and slammed back into her pussy in one stroke.
Round two started even harder. He hooked her legs over his shoulders, folding her in half, and jackhammered down into her.
"Ahh… ahh… too deep… nngh… you're hitting my womb!" Daki cried, voice breaking.
"Take every inch," he growled. "This cunt belongs to me now."
Kpa!
Kpa!!
Daki came a third time, walls milking him tight. "Cumming again— ahhhaaaannnn!!"
Sanemi roared and exploded, pumping thick ropes of hot cum deep inside her. He kept thrusting through it, forcing every drop into her demon body.
They panted, bodies slick. But the anger wasn't gone.
Sanemi pulled out, cum leaking from her stretched pussy, and dragged her to the edge of the futon. He stood and fucked her while standing, her legs wrapped around him.
"Again," he ordered.
Daki moaned, arms around his neck. "Yes… fuck me again… ahhann… hate you… but don't stop…"
He railed her against the wall next, then back on all fours. Every position was rough, possessive, filled with slapping sounds and broken moans.
"Ahh… ahh… nggnn… your cock is ruining me… ahhannn!"
By the fourth round Daki was a trembling mess; cum dripping down her thighs, tits marked with bites and handprints, but still taunting him between moans.
"You call this hate? Harder, Hashira… make me feel it!"
Sanemi flipped her onto her back one last time, pinned her wrists, and pounded with everything he had left.
Kpa-kpa-kpa-kpa-kpa!
Daki screamed through her another orgasm.
"Cumming— ngggaaaahhhnnn!! Fill me again!"
He buried himself deep and came hard, flooding her womb with another massive load.
"Take it… all of it… waste one drop and you're dead!"
They collapsed together, breathing ragged, bodies covered in sweat and cum. The storm still raged outside.
Sanemi stared at the ceiling, scars burning.
"This changes nothing, demon!"
Daki laughed weakly, cum still leaking from her.
"Sure… but we both know you'll be back inside me before sunrise."
Sanemi didn't answer. He just pulled her closer roughly, hand gripping her ass possessively.
"Like I said, when I'm done with you, you'll wish I killed you."