Rose Knife

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Spokesperson for *Rose Blade*

: Assassin

Rose Blade Part 1: The Second Young Lady of Hundred Winds City (Part 1)

"I wasn't always like this... I was a swordsman."

In the best inn in this small town, Long Wen thought to himself.

He lay naked on the bed, his muscular body exposed, arms behind his head, lost in thought.

This thought always involuntarily surfaced after making love.

He glanced at the person lying beside him. She was asleep, her face beautiful, her long hair disheveled, and
tear tracks still clung to her fair face.

She was, of course, a woman, very young, and naked.

The woman sleeping soundly in the brocade quilt was not his lover, nor a prostitute; she was someone he… had abducted. “

Now, I am a lecherous demon.” He was a lecherous demon. A lecherous demon in the martial arts world. Everyone knew of a lecherous demon called “Rose Knife,” who, along with the infamous “Romantic Heretic” Gu Peng and “Heaven-Shaking Finger” Lei Du, were known as the three great lecherous demons. Lecherous demons in the martial arts world were always despised and were always the enemies of righteous people. If one were unfortunately captured, the outcome would certainly be dire. Losing one's life would be considered lucky. But he was not afraid. He was very confident in his swordsmanship. He had fully mastered the internal energy cultivation techniques and swordsmanship , and had even adapted them himself, creating a formidable martial art. Several more candles were lit, illuminating the room as if it were daytime. He reached out and embraced the woman, his other hand gently kneading her soft breasts. "No…" the woman murmured dazedly. "Please, let me go…" The woman's pleading voice instantly ignited a sadistic desire within him. Three days ago, when he saw her, she was fighting with three men. Those three men were all from the Wuliang Sword Sect, and their martial arts skills were not weak. But they were clearly no match for her. She wore a bright yellow dress, wielding her sword with delicate grace, her swordplay as cold and ruthless as she was. She defeated the three lecherous men who were lustful at first sight, but she never expected to become the target of a lecherous fiend. He was attracted by her snow-white skin and arrogant eyes, and decided to rape her. He spent two days gathering information about her. He learned that she was Lang Yue, the daughter of Lang Baifeng, the city lord of Baifeng City . She was a renowned beauty in the area, known for her icy elegance, and unmarried. Few suitors came her way, likely deterred by . For instance, the swordplay contest she had with Lang Yue after their first meeting had deterred many. Losing to a girl in public was something many men couldn't bear. He knew she practiced her sword in the back garden every night around midnight, accompanied only by her martial uncle. So, that night, he sneaked into the back garden of Hundred Winds City. At midnight, Lang Yue and her martial uncle indeed arrived. She was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit. The young woman, dazed and confused, resisted, but he pulled her close, his arms around her waist, until she rolled over , her naked body soft and warm against his. He placed his hands on her buttocks, covering them, feeling the shape of her female hips, gently kneading her smooth, supple muscles. "My dear second young lady, is this alright?" he whispered in her ear. "No…" the young woman snapped back to reality, overwhelmed with shame, and tried to . He waited until she straightened her arms before grabbing her wrists and gently parting them, saying, "Come on." The woman immediately obeyed and fell back into his arms. He gripped her back tightly, pressing her against his chest. He felt her breasts being squeezed out of shape, her nipples indented by his pectoral muscles. His other hand continued to knead her buttocks, while he gently licked her earlobe. The woman struggled a few times, but after the previous ordeal, she had little strength left and soon lay limply on him, panting. ……… ... Her martial uncle, of course, wouldn't let his niece fight him, so he engaged him in combat. The battle was decided in just three moves. "The old man's attacks are too slow," he thought. Using his speed, he slashed the old man's thigh and struck his Tanzhong acupoint within three moves, causing him to faint. Then he lunged directly at Lang Yue. Lang Yue seemed not to have reacted to her martial uncle's defeat; his blade was already in front of her before she remembered to parry with her sword. He deliberately paused his blade strike, allowing her sword to meet his. Then, with a whirling motion, he caused the sword to spin as well. Lang Yue felt a powerful force pull her sword away, losing her grip . With a cry, the sword flew from her hand. He had already flashed behind her like a ghost. Lang Yue felt someone reach out from behind and grab her breast. Startled, she was about to scream when she suddenly lost consciousness. He knocked the woman down, smiled smugly, and took a bright red rose from his brocade pouch , placing it beside the unconscious old man. Then, he picked up Lang Yue, used his lightness skill, and soared away. (Rose Blade Part 1: The Second Miss of Hundred Winds City (Part 2)) He felt the woman had exhausted her strength, panting heavily against him, her limp body rising and falling slightly. Fine beads of sweat covered her body. He still held her tightly, pressing against her lightly or heavily, feeling the elasticity of her breasts with his chest. The woman's soft body and the warm scent of her sweat made him feel very comfortable.

The hand that had been resting on her buttocks slid down the cleft. The woman trembled, wanting to struggle again,
but he pulled her tightly and she gave up.

"No..." she could only plead.

"No?...Then why don't you resist? Isn't this comfortable? You don't have to worry about anything, you're mine
now Didn't you just say that? We martial artists are men of our word." As he spoke,
his fingers invaded her forbidden zone, gently sliding over her soft labia, occasionally withdrawing to rub her buttocks.

"Mmm...Let...let me go...you lecherous devil...shameless...ah..." The
meltingly , and the woman cursed intermittently, yet could only moan helplessly. Her naked body lay on
top of him, her most shameful buttocks being played with at will. She recalled the extremely obscene and humiliating
words she had just uttered, and in a daze, she truly felt a sense of belonging to this man.

"How about that? Speechless now? Come on, say what you just said again..." He whispered teasingly in her ear
, gradually stirring her lustful thoughts and attacking her self-esteem. He
applied a little more pressure to his fingers caressing her labia.

"Oh..." The woman seemed breathless, raising her head and shaking it vigorously to indicate she wouldn't say those words again
. He wasn't angry; he wrapped his arms around her neck, immobilizing her head, and forcefully kissed her red lips.
The woman couldn't escape and had no choice but to accept it.

Due to the unbearable sensations spreading throughout her body, and the inability to move her head to relieve them, the unreleased lust
caused the woman's legs and body to writhe lasciviously like a worm. He secretly gloated over his seductive skills
, but she remained oblivious, unconsciously writhing her beautiful and alluring body…

He

abducted Lang Yue to his inn, knowing perfectly well that the already asleep waiter wouldn't
know there was someone in his room. He carried Lang Yue into the room and threw her onto the bed. Lang Yue
lay there sprawled out, completely unresponsive, her face utterly calm, seemingly unafraid of the impending loss of her virginity.
Her long black hair was spread across the bed. Her black, form-fitting outfit accentuated her curvaceous figure. He reached between her
legs pubis, feeling its high pubic mound; the soft indentation between her thighs intrigued him, ignoring his urge
to explore it.

He considered how he would rape her this time. He enjoyed completing his rapes in different ways each time
. It felt like discovering a new martial arts move, giving him a sense of accomplishment
. What was the point of always sticking to the same old routine?

He began to act.

He removed her shoes and socks, then stripped her of all her lower garments, exposing her genitals completely in the candlelight
. Her skin was truly beautiful, snow-white and delicate. Her calves were long, her ankles slender, and the transition from thigh to calf was perfectly
smooth. This pleased him greatly. He reached out and tugged at her disheveled pubic hair, then carefully examined her vulva;
the narrow opening closed tightly and smoothly, arousing both his tenderness and his desire to violently violate it. He imagined
what it would look like after he had finished with her.

A black top, a scarlet brocade quilt, a fair lower body, a proud woman at his mercy—all of this, illuminated by
the flickering candlelight, created a lewd and alluring picture. Outside the bed, a light drizzle began to fall… This
night was the perfect opportunity to rape a beautiful woman. He thought to himself.

He didn't remove her top, leaving it intact on her body. Then, sitting cross-legged on the bed,
he pulled the unconscious Lang Yue closer, making her lie face down on his knees, her full, round
buttocks facing his face. He released her pressure points.

“Ugh…” Lang Yue groaned, waking up.

…

Long Wen felt the woman's thighs and body writhing against his, her smooth skin
rubbing against his, her pubic hair occasionally brushing against his thighs and penis. Especially her labia, which had begun to lubricate under his caresses
, aroused him as well.

Suddenly, he stretched out his finger and pressed hard on her clitoris.

"Ahhh, no!!..." The woman was startled by the sudden stimulation, but her body immediately
became , writhing against him.

"You're so sensitive, a natural slut's body, one in a hundred women." He
continued his verbal abuse, his hands never stopping.

"No...stop...ah!..." The woman tried to retort, but the stimulation from her lower body rendered
her speechless. She desperately twisted her body, as if that would make her feel better. The quilt covering her
slipped down.

"That's right, look at your reaction, aren't you ashamed? Come on, say it again, I'm a natural slut, be good
..." he whispered in her ear, like a father coaxing his daughter. He pressed her clitoris a few more times.

"Ah...ah ah..." The woman was overwhelmed with shame, yet she writhed wildly. She didn't know
why she was doing this; she only knew instinctively that it would make her feel better.

He, however, twisted her arms behind her back, gripping her wrists with one hand, and then pulled her writhing body back
to his chest.

He hooked her legs with his own.

The woman was instantly pressed tightly against him, unable to move, but his other hand played even more brazenly with her
clitoris . The unbearable sensation made the woman struggle desperately to move her body. But his strength made it impossible for her
to move.

"Oh...no...please let go...ah..." The woman's inability to move her limbs seemed to intensify
the sensations in her genitals, and her moans grew louder and louder. Long Wen felt that his fingers were completely soaked with the woman's
vaginal fluid.

“Look how wet you are! Admitting you're a slut now? If you do, I'll let you go…
” He continued his assault, licking her earlobe again.

“Ah… I… I…” she stammered, her mind reeling.

“Say it, I'm a born slut!” he suddenly commanded sharply.

“Ah, I… I'm a born slut…” the woman sobbed in shame, finally managing to utter the words.

“I can’t hear you, speak louder!”

“I’m a born harlot…”

“Speak louder…”

“Ah… I’m a born harlot!!” The woman’s frantic screams echoed in the quiet night. She seemed to have forgotten
the fact that she had been raped, forgotten that she had just lost her virginity…

He rolled over, pinned her beneath him, and effortlessly thrust his penis into the woman’s secret place.

Rose Knife Part 1: The Second Miss of Hundred Winds City (Part 3)

He looked down at her, though he couldn’t see her expression, he didn’t care. He was waiting for her to come to him.

Lang Yue slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was a red brocade quilt. (Where is this?)

She propped herself up on the bed with one hand, tilting her body to look around.

"Ah!" she cried out in surprise. She saw Long Wen grinning at her, and she was lying on his
lap . She also saw her own pale thighs, and it seemed... she wasn't wearing pants!

This man is... a lecher!

The thought flashed through her mind, and she was filled with shock and fear.

She tried to get up, but halfway up, a strong force pressed down on her waist, and she cried out again, falling back onto the bed.

Lang Yue was a girl who refused to give up easily, so her martial arts skills were much higher than her sister's. She
struggled even harder, but the hand pressing on her lower back was like a nail, pinning her firmly in place. She
remembered used a nail to pin a butterfly to the ground and watch it struggle when she was a child, and she felt like that butterfly now.

She used her hands and feet, twisting and struggling again. She felt she had used all her strength. But she only
glanced once, and her heart sank.

He simply held her down with one hand, a smile on his face, staring at her lower body. He enjoyed
the various changes in the shape of Lang Yue's buttocks as she struggled. Her full buttocks seemed clumsy, constantly swaying in front of him.

(Ah, he's looking at my buttocks...)

Shame made her suddenly tense up, her whole body stiffening, and she struggled frantically.

Caught off guard, his hand holding her seemed to loosen slightly. (Okay!...)

"Don't move!" he said impatiently.

Lang Yue was a little scared, but she wouldn't listen to him, struggling even more fiercely.

"Smack!" A sudden, sharp pain shot through her buttocks. She cried out in pain.

(Ah, he's spanking me...)

The sharp pain and shame shooting through her buttocks made it impossible for her to think. She was forced back onto his knees. He held her waist with one hand while relentlessly slapping her soft ,

white buttocks with the other. In his experience, a good spanking was very effective in
conquering a virgin.

Lang Yue's bare buttocks were covered in red handprints. She cried out in pain. He hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and thrust his penis rapidly into her secret place. "Ah..." The woman's legs shot upwards, her body contorted into a V-shape. She cried out, her beautiful head shaking violently , her long hair flying wildly across the bed. Her hands gripped the sheets tightly, her poor breasts trembling . He grabbed one of her hands and placed it on her own breast. His hand pressed against hers, kneading her breast forcefully. "Ah…" The pleasure from her own hand made her groan loudly. He released her hand, continuing to thrust while watching her knead her breast. She continued kneading for a few more moments, then suddenly regained her senses, slowly releasing her breast and placing her hand aside. "Smack!" He slapped her bottom hard, then roughly grabbed her hand and placed it back on her breast. "Knead!" he commanded sharply. Afraid of being punished, the woman obediently kneaded her breast, no longer daring to put her hand down. "That's a good girl," he said, kissing her. "A little harder." The young woman, as if encouraged by him, immediately began to vigorously caress her breasts. As a reward for her obedience, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. She opened her mouth without resistance, letting his tongue explore her oral cavity. He sucked on her tongue. The two greedily sucked on each other. This young woman is about to completely submit, he thought. The force of the slaps on her buttocks gradually lessened as Lang Yue became unaware, gradually turning into caresses and teasing of her genitals. Her sobs gradually turned into soft moans. The unprecedented sensations from her lower body made her tremble slightly. A nineteen-year-old virgin, she was like a princess in Hundred Winds City; no one had ever dared to bully her. Her father was very strict, and she rarely spoke to those lecherous men, so this blatant bullying was a tremendous shock to her. Lang Yue lay there like a frog, her tense body already limp, completely at his mercy. He grabbed her thighs and pried them apart, and they immediately went limp. He pressed his hands against her tightly closed labia majora, pushing them apart weakly, revealing her labia minora and the pinkish mucous membrane inside. Her pitiful clitoris trembled and shrank. "Wow, Miss Lang's vulva is really beautiful," he teased. He lowered his head and gently licked her clitoris. "Ah..." Lang Yue cried out from overwhelming shame, but her body trembled violently from the stimulation of her clitoris . His face pressed against her buttocks, red from the slaps, and he patiently licked her clitoris. It was too dry there, not suitable for penetration yet. Lang Yue's breathing quickened. Her moans grew louder. He felt her private parts begin to slowly pulsate and secrete fluid; it was almost time, so… Lang Yue was immersed in the lewd feeling when suddenly her body was lifted up, from lying on his lap to lying face down on the bed. By the time she thought to resist, he had already stripped off his clothes and forcefully grabbed her waist. He lifted her buttocks, making her lie face down on all fours. He guided his penis to the correct position. "No!" she cried in panic, trying to crawl forward to avoid him. But he grabbed her buttocks forcefully and pulled her back… "Plop!" It immediately slid in to the hilt.

"Ah…!" Lang Yue screamed in agony, her muscles trembling violently.

He showed no mercy, immediately beginning his brutal thrusting.

After a few more screams, Lang Yue's arms went limp, her head collapsing weakly onto the bed, unconscious from the pain. Her round, white
buttocks remained raised high, enduring his merciless ravaging.

A stream of blood flowed from her groin, forming several trails down her pale thighs and slowly spreading onto the bed. He
pulled a snow-white handkerchief from under the pillow and wiped away the blood. Then he carefully placed the handkerchief stained with her virgin blood.

Lang Yue drifted in and out of consciousness. She had given up all resistance, only hoping it
would end quickly.

Giving up resistance was the prelude to pleasure. Long Wen thought smugly as he relentlessly thrust into the submissive Lang Yue
.

Sure enough, gradually she felt less uncomfortable. Instead, a strange yet pleasurable sensation emanated from the violated
area, wave after wave, assaulting her dazed mind. And it grew stronger and stronger. She felt
hot , her body involuntarily responding to his movements. She began to moan.

He slowed his thrusting, withdrawing his penis to the entrance, only inserting it shallowly.

"Does it feel good?"

"…Mmm…" She still retained a sliver of reserve. He suddenly thrust in forcefully!

"Ah…" Caught off guard, Lang Yue cried out in pleasure.

"Does it feel good?" he asked, thrusting harder again. The intense pleasure robbed her of her last shred of reason.

"Ah, ah,…it feels good…" she cried out, kneeling there, her buttocks thrusting back forcefully, instinctively
seeking even more intense pleasure.

He encouraged her with force.

In the dead of night, the sounds of thrusting, the colliding of flesh, and Lang Yue's moans mingled together,
creating a lewd symphony. Finally, her eyes rolled back, her body trembling, and she clamped her grip on his penis,

letting

his semen flow into her
body.

He held Lang Yue in his arms, whispering in her ear, "You are mine..."

Lang Yue lay limply in his arms, feeling incredibly comfortable and peaceful in her drowsy state. She murmured, "I
am yours... I am yours... yours..." Her voice grew softer and softer until she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Rose Knife Part One: The Second Miss of Hundred Winds City (Part Four)

He was now subjecting Lang Yue, the daughter of the Hundred Winds City Lord, to his second act of defilement. He wanted every
woman he had raped to be utterly devoted to him. Lang Yue was indeed a beautiful girl, tall, with a pretty face and fair
skin .

He wanted to take her away. He
thought this as he thrust his penis in and out, stroking the long legs draped over his shoulders.

Lang Yue was now in a state of ecstasy again. She gripped her breasts tightly, kneading them forcefully, her body
rising and falling with his thrusts. Her moans grew louder and louder uncontrollably. She was enjoying the pleasure.

Long Wen withdrew his penis.

"Hmm?..." Lang Yue suddenly felt a sense of emptiness. She opened her eyes in confusion, only to see him
grinning at her. Lang Yue immediately blushed and turned her head away.

"Don't look..." her tone held a hint of coquettishness.

This was the instinct of all pretty girls. Long Wen smiled wryly.

“How would I know you’re beautiful if I didn’t look?”

“Will you be obedient from now on?” His penis slowly entered again.

“Hmm…” Lang Yue sighed deeply, closing her eyes.

“Obey, of course I’ll be obedient, I’m your good woman…” she murmured.

“No, you’re a good slave!” Long Wen corrected her, slowly withdrawing his penis.

“Becoming more…” The idiom flashed through her mind, but was immediately overwhelmed by the pleasure in her vagina.

“Say it quickly…”

(Since it’s already like this, there’s no harm in saying it.)

“I’m your good slave… I’m your good slave… I’m a slave…” Lang Yue once again
yielded uttering the words he wanted to hear. He felt her genitals become even wetter.

He lifted Lang Yue up, face to face, his hands encircling her buttocks, spreading her legs on either side of his body. He slowly
began to thrust.

She buried her head in his chest, surrendering to the sensation.

…

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Lang Yue finally opened her sleepy eyes. She saw him there, lost in thought
. A pile of food sat on the wooden table.

Their eyes met, and she immediately remembered what had happened the night before, her face flushing crimson.

“Get up, my good slave,” he said with a smile.

(This man is quite handsome.)

“You, who are you?” she asked coquettishly, lying there.

He took a red rose from a brocade pouch hanging on the wall, walked to the bedside, and gently placed it in her hair.

“So you are… no wonder…” Her face turned even redder.

He was captivated by her beauty and couldn't resist sitting on the edge of the bed, lifting the quilt, and embracing her naked body.

"Hungry? Here, have something to eat." He offered her a pastry.

She then realized how ravenously hungry she was. Last night's exertion had been immense.

"Open your mouth...good girl."

She hesitated for a moment, then finally blushed and opened her mouth, taking a bite of the pastry he was holding.

"Yes, be good like this from now on." He kissed her cheek, slowly feeding
her the pastry with his hand, his other hand gently stroking her bare thighs and buttocks.

Lang Yue finally finished eating. She lay comfortably on the bed.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have such a big appetite," Long Wen teased.

“Who told you to…” Before she could finish, her face flushed again.

Damn it, a rape turned her into a timid, helpless woman. A
vulgar . Of course, he wouldn't say it aloud.

“Is that so? There’s plenty of time.” He got back into bed, pulled her close, and placed his hand directly on her vulva,
teasing it.

“No…” Lang Yue weakly refused.

“Don’t want me? Fine. Then do it yourself.” He pulled her hand and placed it between her legs.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Lang Yue was confused and flustered.

"Masturbation. You can do this when I'm not around."

"I don't want to, this isn't right..." She tried to pull her hand away.

He ignored her, forcefully pressing her hand against her vulva and then pressing down.

"Ah...no, no...ah!" Lang Yue cried out softly. After resting, her body was more sensitive
to caresses.

"Don't let go. Or you'll regret it," he threatened, slapping her bare buttocks twice.

He released his hand, and she obediently continued moving it. She didn't move it away.

The severe beating she received on her buttocks last night still lingered in her mind.

The sensations of masturbation made her begin to pant.

“Touch wherever it feels good…” He admired her expression, giving her suggestive words.

She found her clitoris and cautiously pressed it down.

“Oh…” The electric stimulation made her buttocks thrust upwards sharply.

“That’s it, right there, keep going.”

His suggestion made her rub her clitoris even more vigorously. Her moans grew louder. Her soft, white body
writhed and undulated on the bed. Her full breasts trembled with the rhythm of her body, her nipples erect.

“Are you wet?” he asked, breathing warm air into her ear, while placing her other hand on her breast
.

“Ah, ah, wet, really wet…” she answered, blushing.

"Put it in!"

She immediately inserted her fingers into her vagina. Her other hand vigorously rubbed her breasts.

"Ah, ah, I can't take it... I can't take it anymore," she cried out incoherently.

"Do you know how?"

"Ah... I know, I know how, I know how to masturbate... uh..." Lang Yue's fair body suddenly tensed
, thrusting her hips upwards forcefully, her fingers digging hard into her vagina. She paused for a moment, then her body suddenly
trembled .

"Ah, ah... ah..." she cried out like a dying person, her body convulsing.
Then she went limp.

This woman is almost addicted to sex, he thought, covering her with the blanket.

Changing a woman, turning her into a slave to lust, this process gave him immense pleasure.

He took out his sword manual and began to study it.

Meanwhile, Lang Yue, the second young lady of Hundred Winds City, who had been kidnapped, lay naked on his bed,
fast asleep in the afterglow of her climax.

The storms of the martial world always brew beneath the surface of calm. This feeling of tranquility suddenly made Long Wen
uneasy. He had a strong feeling that something was about to happen. His feeling was correct. Leng

Xue, the number one female constable in the land, known as "Jade Maiden Soul Chaser," and her "Stars"
team , had already set their sights on him.

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