Turtle, Turtle — The Joseonjing Pirate King (2)
I made a point of dragging Sakura all the way back to Busan.
"You looted this place. Now let's see how you like getting your pussy looted dry."
"Nngh...! Don't touch my manko!"
Pretty bold for a prisoner. Ye-ji explained why.
"I asked the other sushi girls, and they said Sakura's a female monkey who's never lost a fight in her life!"
Hearing her go ooooh?! the second I touched her, yeah — she did seem like a female monkey. Horny bitch.
So she's just losing her mind because this is the first defeat she's ever tasted?
When I finally let go of her pussy, Sakura glared at me, her face burning crimson with shame. If she was already like this, we had a problem. She was about to go through something ten times worse.
"We've arrived at Busan Harbor~!"
The moment the Geobukseon docked, the citizens of Busan erupted in cheers. The females reacting with particular violence were probably the ones who'd suffered during the Japanese pirate raid.
"Th-that's the sushi bitch!"
"Tearing her cunt open wouldn't even be enough for that one...!!"
Sakura stepped off the Geobukseon and walked straight into a storm of jeers. Just how badly had they been hurt to be this furious? I caught one of the Korean girls who was jabbing her finger and crying, and asked her.
"What did she do to you? Don't tell me she burned down your house and fields?"
"Hic... No, my Lord. This sushi bitch took my v-virginity."
"What are you talking about? How does a bitch with no dick pierce a hymen?"
Never mind that — taking the virginity of females was exclusively my right as their lord. It was even written in the Hannam Scripture.
"She said she needed virgin blood to build her martial prowess... sob. She stirred my hole with a wooden dildo—"
That was when I remembered what the beautiful girl mod had changed. Cutting off noses had been too brutal, so they'd replaced it with piercing hymens....
"Hehe. So it was you. The one whose hymen I popped with my wooden dildo."
When that Japanese bitch Sakura mocked her, our girl finally burst into tears. And when the people suffer, their lord must step in.
THWACK!!
I kicked Sakura's plump ass hard enough to send her sprawling. The sushi girl toppled forward and ended up on all fours in the dirt.
"Now you actually look like a bitch getting punished. Don't walk like a person. Crawl like a dog."
"You barbaric Hannam, how dare you— eek?!"
I yanked her leash, and Sakura couldn't finish the sentence. That's what she got for taking a virgin I hadn't even tasted yet and running off. I'd been planning to go easy on her because the kimono suited her so well. I'd changed my mind.
THWACK—!
"Nnngh...!!"
Sakura, playing at being a samurai, kept trying to stand. Every time she did, I kicked her ass right back down onto all fours.
"Since when does a bitch get to act like a person?"
"Nngh... s-stop kicking my ass!"
Was kicking her too hard? Well, even a prisoner of war deserved a minimum of courtesy. So I used my hand instead.
SMACK!
A few spankings and Sakura came to her senses. Now she was a good little bitch, crawling on all fours without a word of complaint. Every so often I yanked the sushi girl's leash to keep her from getting too far ahead.
"You're going to get thoroughly humiliated in front of every Korean girl you tormented before you go anywhere, Sakura."
"Kh...! You'll regret doing this to me—"
But the Korean girls screamed loud enough to shake the heavens and hurled abuse. Sakura endured a parade of humiliation all the way to the Busan government office, bombarded with every kind of insult and mockery. Even I, a Hannam, would think twice about sexual harassment this filthy — and my own people were spitting it out with glee. All that religious indoctrination was paying off.
"What makes a Jap bitch's pussy so special that she gets to take a Korean girl's virginity?!"
"Strip that kimono and get fucked doggystyle naked, you fucking cunt!"
"Just become a breeding sow and pump up Busan's population, ptui!"
Had the Korean girls' dirty talk finally scared her? The once-prickly Sakura now crawled along without a word. The way her ass wiggled in that kimono was so thoroughly, helplessly female.
"Strip. Now."
The moment we arrived at the government office, I stripped Sakura completely naked. Kimonos were easy to take off to begin with — untie the ribbon at the waist, spread the fabric to either side, and the naked body was right there. Traditional dress purpose-built for sushi girls.
"Hic. Don't look!"
Sakura shouted, but nothing happened. There were no subordinates left to obey a prisoner's orders. In Tokyo, maybe. In Busan, a Hannam wielded absolute power.
"Sakura, tell me everything you know. Where the civilization called Japan is located. What kind of temper your pretty-girl Shogun has. Whether you Jap bitches have really decided to make a living off piracy. That kind of thing."
With civilizations like Greece or Egypt, you had to get personally tangled up with their leaders before you extracted anything useful. But I'd never even had a chance to meet island-nation Japan. Not getting to see that Shogun bitch's face in person was a real shame, no matter how you sliced it. So now that I had her right-hand woman, I was going to wring out every last scrap of information I could.
"Just kill me!!"
But Sakura refused to cooperate. Was it because she was a tsundere? Pretty face and a kimono that suited her aside, she wasn't sushi-girl-like at all.
"Then what was the point of installing the beautiful girl patch...."
"Die, Hannam! Even if it kills me, I won't say a word that would harm the Shogun!!"
I couldn't keep going easy on her just because she was sushi. A moment later, I ordered Plan B from Ye-ji.
Fwoooosh.
I was handed an iron skewer glowing red-hot from the brazier. I ordered my men to grab Sakura's legs and spread them, then walked right up to the sushi girl. When I brought the skewer close to her pussy, Sakura nearly fainted from shock.
Samurai in name only, were you? As expected, every female had the instinct to go quiet right before her pussy got wrecked.
"W-what are you going to do with that, Hannam!"
"Don't scream. It makes me want to shove this into our Sakura's pussy."
"That's not it! I just... I was just curious, so I a-asked."
Ye-ji burst out laughing at that pathetic excuse. Even among Sakura's own subordinates who'd been captured with her, one of them started snickering.
"How did a cowardly pussy like you ever go around committing piracy?"
This time, Sakura didn't answer. She just quietly hung her head.
Time to start the sexual torture.
First I set the iron skewer aside, dropped my pants, and got hard. Then I asked the lady directly which of the two skewers she'd prefer to be raped with.
"The erect Hannam cock that Sakura utterly despises, or the iron skewer glowing red-hot from the fire."
"Dame dayo!! Neither of those should ever go inside a woman's p-pussy...!"
"Oh? Then let's go with the iron skewer. Sakura's an undefeated, unbreakable samurai, so she'll handle something hot and sharp in her pussy just fine, right?"
The moment I finished speaking, Sakura chose the other option, her voice breaking into sobs.
"Put the other one in, not the iron skewer! I'm begging you... sob."
"Explain exactly what that 'other one' is. Clearly. Word by word."
If she didn't speak within three seconds, her pussy was getting skewered. That's when Sakura finally gave a sushi-girl-worthy answer.
"In my p-pussy... put Hannamu-kun's raw cock in Sakura's omanko! I want to be conquered by Cock-sama more than the iron skewer— eek?!"
"You're a real perverted piece of sushi, Sakura. You get taken prisoner and immediately you can't control your lust, begging a Hannam to fuck you."
SHLUCK—! Schlick-schlick!!
The moment I shoved my cock in, Sakura alternated between shouting "Arigato" and "Gomen." After all, pulling out and ramming the iron skewer in instead would have been nothing.
"Captain Sakura...."
The samurai who'd been dragged along with her stared in horror at their captain getting raped. Sakura, who had never lost even once... reduced to a defeated female, being violated this mercilessly. Hard to accept, I suppose.
"Nngh?! Hannamu-kun's cock feels so good... ♥ A magnificent cock like this is so much better for a female's pussy than that pathetic iron skewer...!!"
Sakura, doing whatever it took to keep her pussy from getting burned. I'd tormented her enough. Time for some more serious questions.
"If you don't answer my questions properly, I'll cum right inside your pussy. Got it?"
"Hai...! Nngh?! I'll answer, so just don't cum inside my pussyyy!!"
For someone saying that, Sakura was squeezing her pussy way too tight. But I'd promised not to cum, so I'd get her pregnant after the sexual torture was over.
"Japan never sends official envoys abroad — just pirates like you. What's the Shogun thinking?"
SHLUUCK.
The moment I drove my cock in to the root, Sakura answered immediately.
"Haaaahn... ♥ Because if we establish diplomatic relations with foreign countries, it gets hard to plunder— aah!!"
"What? You're saying plunder pays that well?"
"I'll explain everything so stop thrusting alreadyyy!! If your seed gets in my womb I'll get pregnant— ooh ♥"
I paused the fucking for a moment and listened to Sakura's explanation. The short version: the civilization called Japan was a warmonger that had given diplomatic victory the middle finger. A strategy of mindless plunder, putting all their faith in their unique unit, the samurai. In this era they had no equal, so they could loot to their hearts' content without consequences. I'd only beaten them because I got lucky and fought at sea with the Geobukseon. If we'd met on land, I might have gotten my ass thoroughly kicked.
"Raiding a big city like Busan and leaving nets you about 2,000 gold in profit... nngh!"
"I get it. Plunder pays better than trade, so the Shogun personally encourages piracy?"
Sakura nodded, crying. I didn't care. I grabbed her tits and snapped my hips, and more useful information came pouring out.
"Ogoooh?! The Shogun trusts that Japan's an island nation so she barely trains any garrison troops!"
"So she spends the plunder profits on science and culture buildings?"
"No... she uses that money to train more troops for piracy. S-so please pull your cock out of my manko already!! Whatever you do, don't cum inside! Hic!"
Japan's Shogun seemed to be a complete lunatic. So that's what "no garrison troops" meant. She'd spent all her gold training pirates to raid other civilizations, used the money they brought back to train more samurai pirates, and the Japanese pirates spreading across the world would bring in more foreign currency to do it all over again—
"Shit. I have to stop this."
Right now they were just raiding pirates, but with profits this good, Japanese pirates could eventually evolve into an invincible fleet roaming the open ocean. If it got that far, even Busan would be in danger.
POP!
"Hic hic. Thank you for pulling out... for sparing my manko— hic! I'm so grateful!"
I just didn't creampie her, and now she thought I was a nice Hannam. I was just doing what benefited my civilization. A moment later, I tapped Sakura's cheek with my cock and made a threat.
"Guide me to Tokyo. Unless you want to spend the rest of your life as a breeding pussy-slave pumping up Busan's population."
"Eek?! I-I understand! Sakura will guide you well so she doesn't become a breeding female! Yes!"
"I like you better when you're obedient. Put the kimono back on. We set sail soon."
Just as samurai were the strongest on land, there was still no warship that could beat a Geobukseon at sea. This was the opportunity — right now, before Japan caught up in science and technology. I wasn't the kind of incompetent lord who'd let a timing like this slip away. A rotten seed was best pulled out early.
Guided by a Sakura terrified of getting pregnant, I arrived in Tokyo.
Hannamguk's Geobukseon has plundered the fishing boats of the city of Tokyo!
So the sushi-girl Shogun had better start sweating too. Joseonjings are damn good at piracy ourselves.