[Martial Arts][Rose Knife]

Part One:
The Second Miss 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 stains still clung to her fair skin.
She was, of course, a woman, very young, and naked.
This woman sleeping in the brocade quilt was not his lover, nor a prostitute; she was someone he... had stolen.
"Now, I am a lecherous demon."
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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.
A lecherous man in the martial arts world is always despised and an enemy of righteous people. If captured, the outcome would certainly be dire. Losing one's life would be considered lucky. But
he wasn't afraid. He was confident in his swordsmanship. He had mastered all the internal energy cultivation methods and swordsmanship taught to him by his master , Master Mingyue, and had even refined them himself , creating a formidable martial art.
……… ... But she was clearly no match for her. She wore a bright yellow dress, her slender figure deftly wielding her sword, her swordplay as cold and ruthless as she was. She defeated the three lecherous men who had been lusting after her, but little did she know she would become the target of a lecherous fiend. He was captivated by her snow-white skin and haughty 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, unmarried, and had few suitors, probably because most were deterred by their own perceived shortcomings. For one thing, the swordplay contest they had just had after meeting had deterred many men. 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 at midnight, accompanied only by her martial uncle. So that night, he sneaked into the back garden of Baifeng City. At midnight, Lang Yue and her martial uncle indeed arrived. She was dressed in a black, close-fitting outfit. The woman, dazed and confused, resisted, but he pulled her close, his arms around her waist, until she rolled over, her naked body softly pressed against him. He placed his hands on her buttocks, covering them, feeling the shape of her female hips, gently kneading her smooth, supple muscles. "My second young lady, is this alright?" he whispered in her ear. "No…" The woman regained her senses, instantly overcome with shame, and tried to get up, supporting herself on his chest. He waited until she straightened her arms before grasping her wrists, gently parting them, saying, "Come on." The woman immediately obeyed, falling back into his arms. He held her back tightly, pressing her against his chest, feeling her breasts being squeezed out of shape, her nipples indented by his pectoral muscles. His other hand continued to knead the woman 's 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 collapsed softly onto him, panting. He, wearing a mask, suddenly appeared in the back garden, challenging her and her martial uncle. Her martial uncle, of course, wouldn't let his niece fight, so he engaged him in combat. The outcome 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 attack, allowing her sword to meet his blade. Then, with a whirling motion, the sword spun around, and Lang Yue felt a powerful force pull the sword from her hand, causing her to lose her grip. With a cry of "Ah!", the sword flew out of her hand. He had already flashed behind her like a ghost. Lang Yue felt someone reach out from behind her and grab her breast. She was shocked and about to scream when she suddenly lost consciousness. He knocked the woman down, smiled smugly, and took out a bright red rose from the brocade pouch he carried with him, placing it next to the unconscious old man. Then he picked up Lang Yue, used his lightness skill, and soared away. The Second Miss of Hundred Winds City (Part Two) He felt that the woman had exhausted her strength, panting on him, her limp body rising and falling slightly. Her body was covered with fine beads of sweat. 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 smell of sweat made him feel very comfortable. The hand on her buttocks slid down the cleft. The woman trembled, trying to struggle again, but he pulled her into a tight embrace 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 itchy sensation returned to her genitals, and the woman cursed intermittently, yet could only moan helplessly. Her naked body lay on his, her most shameful buttocks being played with at will, and she remembered that she seemed to have uttered extremely obscene and humiliating words. In a daze, she truly felt that she belonged 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 undermining 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. The
unbearable sensations spreading throughout her body, coupled with the inability to move her head to release them, caused her 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 notice anyone in his room. He carried Lang Yue into the room and tossed her onto the bed. She lay there, limbs outstretched
,
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 and stroked her mons pubis, feeling its high pubic mound; the soft indentation between her thighs intrigued him, igniting a desire to explore it.
He considered how to rape her this time. He enjoyed using different methods each time he raped her. This feeling was like discovering a new martial arts technique, filling him with a sense of accomplishment. What was the point of always sticking to the old ways?
He began to act.
He removed her shoes and socks, then stripped off all her lower garments, leaving her genitals completely exposed in the candlelight. Her skin was indeed 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, where the narrow slit was tightly and smoothly closed, 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, formed a lewd picture. And 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, but left it intact on her body. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, pulled the unconscious Lang Yue over, and laid her face down on his knees, so that her full, round buttocks were directly facing his face. He released her pressure points. "
Mmm..." Lang Yue groaned, waking up.

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