Sanemi's grip on her ass tightened until his fingers left deep bruises. The storm outside howled louder, matching the rage still boiling in his chest.
He yanked Daki up by her hair, forcing her onto all fours again even though she was already shaking.
"Round five, demon whore. I'm not done breaking you."
Daki's voice was hoarse but still carried that arrogant edge.
"You think you can... ahh!"
He slammed back inside her cum-filled pussy without warning, burying every thick inch in one savage thrust.
Kpa!
Kpa!!
Kpa!!!
Sanemi fucked her harder than before, hips snapping with pure violence. His free hand cracked across her ass again and again — harder each time. Red handprints bloomed bright on her pale skin.
"Ahh—! Fuck… too hard!" Daki gasped, body jerking forward with every brutal slam.
"Shut up and take it."
He grabbed both her wrists, yanking them behind her back like reins while he pounded deeper. The angle made his cock hammer straight into her cervix.
Daki's moans turned sharper, pained.
"Nngh… ahhann… slow down… you're... ahhhaaa!!"
Sanemi ignored her. He leaned over her back, biting down hard on her shoulder until he drew blood. His teeth sank in deep.
Daki screamed.
"Ahhhh! It hurts... stop... stop!"
Sanemi didn't. Instead he released her shoulder only to slap the back of her head, shoving her face into the futon. He railed her even faster, balls slapping her clit violently.
Kpa-kpa-kpa-kpa-kpa!!!
"Beg, demon. Beg like the worthless slut you are."
Daki's body trembled uncontrollably. Tears mixed with sweat on her face.
"Please… Sanemi… too rough… I can't— ahhannn!! My pussy… it hurts… slow down!"
Sanemi laughed darkly and slapped her ass so hard the sound cracked louder than thunder. He yanked her hips back harder, forcing her to take every violent inch.
"You killed my men. You laughed while they died. Now you cry because my cock is too much?" He reached under her and pinched her clit hard, twisting it.
Daki's scream was raw. "Ahhhaaaannn... stop! Please stop! I'm begging you... nggnn… it hurts too much!"
Her walls clenched painfully tight around him from the mix of forced pleasure and real pain.
Sanemi kept pounding, sweat flying off his scarred body. He grabbed a fistful of her long black hair and yanked her head back sharply, arching her spine.
"Say it again. Louder."
"Stop… please stop… I can't take anymore… ahh… your cock is hurting me... nnghaaa!!"
Sanemi fucked her through another brutal orgasm anyway. Daki convulsed hard, squirting messily around his cock while sobbing.
"Cumming… but it hurts… please… I'm begging… stop!"
He finally pulled out, cock still rock hard and dripping with their mixed fluids. Daki collapsed face-down on the futon, body twitching, cum leaking heavily from her abused pussy, ass covered in bright red handprints and bite marks.
Sanemi stood over her, breathing like an animal. He flipped her onto her back one final time and climbed on top, pinning her wrists above her head with bruising force.
"Look at me while I finish."
He slammed back inside her swollen cunt and started the most violent thrusts yet; short, jackhammer strokes that made her whole body jolt.
Kpa! Kpa!! Kpa!!! Kpa!!!!
Daki's voice cracked completely. Tears streamed down her face.
"No more… please… Sanemi… I'm begging you… stop… it hurts too bad… ahhannn— stop!!"
"Tell me where Muzan is and I'll stop," Sanemi said slowly down a little bit. "Tell me or I'll pound the shit out of your pussy you won't be able to regenerate it."
"I don't know. Master Muzan doesn't tell us his whereabouts," Daki cried with the small energy she could gather.
"I don't believe you." Sanemi picked up his pace. "Tell me something useful, bitch."
"Just stop so I can think clearly. Please stop!"
"You're fucking useless!" Sanemi leaned on her chest and bit her nipples off.
"Ahhhh!"
Sanemi ignored every plea. He did everything he could think of to hurt her while he rammed his rod in and out of her slimy pussy.
He pounded her without mercy until his own peak hit. With a guttural roar he buried himself as deep as possible and unloaded.
Thick, heavy ropes of cum flooded her abused womb again, overflowing instantly and pouring out around his cock.
He stayed buried inside her for long seconds, grinding deep while she whimpered and shook beneath him.
Finally he pulled out with a wet pop. Cum gushed from her stretched, red pussy in thick streams. Daki lay there limp, breathing ragged, body covered in bruises, bite marks, handprints, and cum.
Sanemi stood up slowly. He reached for his sword, the Nichirin blade gleaming faintly in the lantern light.
Daki's pink eyes widened in sudden fear as she saw the blade. She would've escaped if she could but her demon abilities were sealed before bringing her here.
She could barely heal herself say more fight the Wind Hashira.
"Wait... you said... orders..." Her voice was weak and in pain.
Sanemi looked down at her with cold, hateful eyes. There was no mercy in them.
"There were no orders to capture you."
He raised the sword.
"I just wanted to fuck your brains out before I killed you myself."
In one clean, flashing arc, Sanemi brought the blade down.
Daki's head rolled across the futon with a soft thud. Her pink eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, mouth still slightly open in shock.
Sanemi wiped the blood from his blade on her torn kimono. The storm outside continued to rage.
He stared at the headless body for a long moment, chest still heaving.
"One less demon in this fucking world."
Then he turned away, grabbed his haori, and walked out into the rain without looking back.