The charred end of my gohei. My sacred wand was destroyed. I had no instruments. But I had to save Mitsuko-hime. I had to get the yokai out of her and...fix all of my mistakes.Tears falling down my cheeks, I followed the slimy footprints.500 years later... Yoshiko stood in a familiar spot, staring at the futa-ghost’s favorite memory. Earlier today, she had fallen into Sayuri’s soul and witnessed this exact scene. The ghost had latched onto it, holding onto the bright joy she had shared with her. She was in no position to refuse as she was nude; yelling would attract public and although I would be punished for my sins, she would also get a bad name as people would get a nice show of her sexy body. Also she too wanted it after the huge fun we had the last time. She hadn’t forgotten our last encounter.Seeing that she had stopped resisting, I left her and took a step back to take a nice look at my prize. She covered her boobs and pussy with her hands. I caught her hands and made her hold a. I wasn't looking forward to it. Hopefully Lady Janice would leave us something to sleep on. If not, the floor would just have to do.Hell, I'll send Chandra out to get some blankets.Sparring with Chandra kept us busy for the remainder of the evening. I told her to stay on the defensive and not come out of it. As incentive, I would make her do a lap every time I got through her defenses. Even with me doing the first few laps with her it ended up being a long night. The next thing on my agenda for. ’ My clothes were clinging to my skin, the cold water had caused my nipples to harden under the thin material of my t-shirt. I was aware that the shirt was almost transparent, and I saw he noticed too, as his gaze seemed to stop there. He cleared his throat and looked away quickly, embarrassed at being caught staring at my breasts. My hear fluttered a moment, the thrill of being looked at like that, I felt my nipples tighten more and ache for him to gaze at them again. ‘Why don’t you come back.