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Final updated timeline, which I could only make by following Ashi around. Stuff in the comic doesn't necessarily reflect this, but hopefully I'll update the comic. ^^

As for Takako it's still fuzzy, since I know where she is age 10 and under, age 15, and age 19, but still have to account for the other years. ^^


Age 28 and under - Lord of Nagaki Castle and Village
Age 28- 38 - prostitute at Shokusai Brothel
Age 38-39 - prostitute at Chijitsu Brothel
Age 39 -40 - prostitute at various East Daisatsu brothels
Age 40-41 - prostitue at Shiratari Brothel
Age 41-43 - prostitute at Fuyuzare Brothel
Age 43-44 - prostitute in verywhere else in Daisatsu, at inn outside of Yamakawa
Age 44-      prostitute at Torii Brothel, Iruka Brothel 
Age 44-47 - Street prostitute 
Age 47 48 - slave, various places
Age 50 onwards - Freelance prostitute 
  • Listening to: Diamond in the Rough
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---

The two men lay in the hot bath, Ashi washing off the ocean of seed that had accumulated on him throughout the day. Outdoors Bakin Ito's merchants roamed in packs. Some unlucky bastard ran screaming through the streets.

The sex was easy and satisfying, and both released in a relaxed euphoria.

"Mm, you're quite experienced, love--you'd be a good whore."

The younger man grinned.

"I tried it once. Fuyuzare."

"And?"

"Too many bastards I felt like killing."

"May I see your rose?"

The younger man shrugged and spreading himself, showed his ass to Ashi.

"You weren't there for too long, it's barely opened up." Ashibinasu flashed a lidded glance. "Would you like me to make you a little wider?"

"Hm..I'm actually bored with topping all the time. By all means!"

Ashibinasu positioned himself in front of the younger man's ass in the water and gently pulled his legs apart. He touched his fingers lightly onto the ass flesh. The young man, who had dominated him so well at Shokusai, released a shudder. Ashi caressed the wet, sensitive cheeks with his palm and fingers, then spread the young man's legs a little further, so the rose was more accessible. He began to lick around the entrance, causing the younger man's hips to jerk. The tongue pushed in, slowly, and the younger man whimpered, digging his nails into his palms. Ashi licked more vigorously, covering every bit of surface of the rose with his tongue and saliva. The hairs of his mustache brushed inside.

"Ahhh...! Lord Ashi!"

The rose now soaked, Ashi tested it with a forefinger, and slowly the tip of his finger disappeared inside the younger man's ass. "Ahh..Ahhhhh!!"

"What should I call you? I always call my clients by name, it adds a personal touch." He played with the very tight asshole idly, face partially submerged in the water.

"Ahhh..Akimitsu," Akimitsu spurted into the bath.

---

"Lend me your cane for a moment, Lord Ashi."

Ashibinasu handed his cane to Akimitsu, and sat on the edge of the bath. Akimitsu took his bow from the corner, and shot a hole through the cane with his arrows.

"Is this symbolic of you making me your whore-king?" asked Ashibnasu. Not even last night's humiliation could stop him from identifying himself as prostitute royalty.

"Maybe, but primarily, it's to give you a weapon."

"This?" Ashi asked, confused.

"And Lord Ashi, it's a perfect weapon for you, because it requires you to use your considerable oral talents."

Ashi started to suck on the now-hollowed out cane.

"Here, Lord Ashi, allow me to show you." He gave him more money. "While you're riding me, if you're up to it."

"For you, dear Akimitsu, anytime."

---

Ashibinasu worked all the next day, some merchants coming back for seconds. The streetcleaners were pissed at the mess, and hurled all manner of obscenities at him. When night fell, he went to his same corner, even though the wild merchants were probably waiting for him.

But before he got there, someone grabbed him by his sleeve.

"Please, let me go."

"The great Ashibinasu..do you remember me?"

Ashibinasu blinked.

"No, love, I'm afraid I don't."

"You've had so many over the years, I didn't expect you too. I too, shamelessly live my life in pursuit of pleasure, and have had many men--though I prefer to top." The younger man, narrow and lithe but with not a gaunt face, offered him a good amount of  ryo. "But unlike those assholes last night, I always pay the going rate." The young man grinned.

Ashibinasu's eyes widened.

"You're...you're the Black Eel that took me on the stage the first time..." He clutched his cane tightly. "St-stay away, I'll beat you with this cane."

"Relax, Great Ashibinasu. I'm not out for revenge for my 'brethren'. I ditched them a long time ago." Ashibinasu relaxed. "Your ass was the best I've ever tasted. And I've sampled many dishes."

"I hope you don't want a relationship," Ashibinasu warned.

"Love isn't for men like us. There's only the pleasure..." he stroked his face, planting a kiss on his lips. Ashi smiled. "Sin is the only thing that makes us feel alive..." They locked lips and tongues, sharing their saliva. The young man pulled away and scowled. "But you won't live for much longer if you can't fight off some two-bit Manzoku gangsters."

Ashibinasu saddened. The young man must have witnessed his humiliation the previous night.

"Well, with my legs, it's somewhat difficult."

the young man grinned.

"But not--impossible." He grabbed him firmly by the hand. "Come with me."

---

The two men lay in the hot bath, Ashi washing off the ocean of seed that had accumulated on him throughout the day. Outdoors Bakin Ito's merchants roamed in packs. Some unlucky bastard ran screaming through the streets.

The sex was easy and satisfying, and both released in a relaxed euphoria.

"Mm, you're quite experienced, love--you'd be a good whore."

The younger man grinned.

"I tried it once. Fuyuzare."

"And?"

"Too many bastards I felt like killing."

"May I see your rose?"

The younger man shrugged and spreading himself, showed his ass to Ashi.

"You weren't there for too long, it's barely opened up." Ashibinasu flashed a lidded glance. "Would you like me to make you a little wider?"

"Hm..I'm actually bored with topping all the time. By all means!"

Ashibinasu positioned himself in front of the younger man's ass in the water and gently pulled his legs apart. He touched his fingers lightly onto the ass flesh. The young man, who had dominated him so well at Shokusai, released a shudder. Ashi caressed the wet, sensitive cheeks with his palm and fingers, then spread the young man's legs a little further, so the rose was more accessible. He began to lick around the entrance, causing the younger man's hips to jerk. The tongue pushed in, slowly, and the younger man whimpered, digging his nails into his palms. Ashi licked more vigorously, covering every bit of surface of the rose with his tongue and saliva. The hairs of his mustache brushed inside.

"Ahhh...! Lord Ashi!"

The rose now soaked, Ashi tested it with a forefinger, and slowly the tip of his finger disappeared inside the younger man's ass. "Ahh..Ahhhhh!!"

"What should I call you? I always call my clients by name, it adds a personal touch." He played with the very tight asshole idly, face partially submerged in the water.

"Ahhh..Akimitsu," Akimitsu spurted into the bath.

---

"Lend me your cane for a moment, Lord Ashi."

Ashibinasu handed his cane to Akimitsu, and sat on the edge of the bath. Akimitsu took his bow from the corner, and shot a hole through the cane with his arrows.

"Is this symbolic of you making me your whore-king?" asked Ashibnasu. Not even last night's humiliation could stop him from identifying himself as prostitute royalty.

"Maybe, but primarily, it's to give you a weapon."

"This?" Ashi asked, confused.

"And Lord Ashi, it's a perfect weapon for you, because it requires you to use your considerable oral talents."

Ashi started to suck on the now-hollowed out cane.

"Here, Lord Ashi, allow me to show you." He gave him more money. "While you're riding me, if you're up to it."

"For you, dear Akimitsu, anytime."



----

Akimitsu's legs were surprisingly strong for being so slender, and was able to take the weight of Ashi's hips, ass, and legs bouncing up and down.

"This cane is like your ass," Akimitsu explained. "Now I'v seen you before. When I used your ass the first time, you squirted my cum out your asshole. Do you remember?"

"I do...Akimitsu, am I too wide for you?"

"Well, you aren't exactly tight anymore. But don't fret my lord. You're perfect." Akimitsu found Ashi's walls and scraped his pumping cock against them, inflaming them both. "Anyway, shoot objects out of the cane like you shoot cum out your asshole."

"So this cane is like my asshole..it would be like sucking on my own asshole?"

"More like blowing your own asshole.... it isn't very poetic, is it?"

"Not at all," Ashi winced, momentarily distracted from his cock-riding. "I think I see what you mean, dear Akimitsu." While he was riding Akimitsu, Ashi squeezed one of the coins into the cane, and put his mouth on the end. Sucking it drew the coin up, so he took a good inhale and blew the coin out. Akimitsu came inside Ashi's hole.

"And great lord Ashi, you can blow a lot better than that. Do it again. And we'll fuck again. We'll do this until you can puncture the paper door with that coin."


--

Ashi was now no longer defenseless. He spent a small fortune on darts in Manzoku Town. The wild merchants converged on him during the night, and by the morning at least one of them lay dead. With practice and diligence, he became deadly from virtually any position. The merchants learned to stay away from him.

---

Now he was able to get fucked by whoever he wanted, and to not get fucked by those he didn't want, and occasionally top, if he wanted. Akimitsu was a regular customer--at this point he stopped referring to those he serviced as clients---and he provided mobile entertainment for the more subdued merchants. He splurged at the same clothing store whose minions had once raped him.

Life was good.

----

But it didn't last, not in Manzoku Town, not under the watch of the Araki. Ashi tried flirting with the Araki official, but he was immovable.

"All prostitution in the Town of Manzoku, must be confined to Iruka Brothel."

"Please, you can't throw me out--I have nowhere else to go."

"It is the responsibility of the Araki samurai to keep order in Manzoku Town."

"Please.."

The samurai drew his sword in threat. Ashibinasu fingered his cane. He could have kept his place in Manzoku, or at least for a little while longer. He could have....

But he decided to not make waves.


----

Ashibnasu was now on the road. He met some old men just outside of Manzoku.

"Ooh, heeheehee... look, Mr. Kenji, it's a fancy brothel man."

"Oh lets just move along, Mr. Kiyo. Neither of us can afford him."

You're absolutely right.

I have enough money from working the town..

But those grandpas are so cute. And they want me..

"Pay whatever you think Ashi-chan is worth," he changed  his speech, putting on a cute air by referring to himself in the third person. Then we'll fuck until one of us gets tired." But he offered to either top or bottom.

The old men flashed their gums happily and laid all their money on the ground.

---

The old men topped Ashi, and were quite vigorous for their age. He lay on his shoulders on the ground, with his legs and ass up, sucking off one Kenji--or maybe it was Kiyo-- while the other grandpa, Kiyo--or maybe Kenji drilled him from above. The last time he had tasted withered old man balls was his first employer at Shokusai.

"Ashi-chan, we're coming!"

The old men were polite to him, and warned him before they shot out volumes of seed inside of him. They bid farewell to each other and once again he was on the road, hot cream dribbling out of his holes, too satisfied from the sex to care that he had sold himself for a combined 50 ryo.


---

On the road, Ashi soon grew hungry for actual food, and not knowing where he was going, wandered into the Mamushi Mountains. They had long since been abandoned by their namesake. The fearsome serpent statues guarded the Mamushi's lair, but only monks and bandits lived there now. Around the statues' necks hung prayer beads.

"Come in, weary traveller," said the monk.

"I am not a traveller."

The monk looked at the clothes.

"Oh, I see. That's quite a shame, because if you are a traveller, I will gladly share my food with you. But as you are not a traveller, I am tempted to ask for your service.

Ashi shed his clothes automatically. "Oh, I wasn't expecting you to.."

The monk, who had been initiated into the rite by the older monks and now craved union of the flesh, set his bowl down and leaped onto the older man, finding his cock and wrapping it with his rose.

"Ah, you are quite open," Ashi observed. "Forgive me young man, I have not entered anyone in a while, my rhythm is far from perfect."

"No, it's just fine."

The monk kissed Ashi as he rode him and explored his mouth. Ashi returned his attentions with fervor, and their tongues wrapped around each other in heated embrace. A bandit, smelling sex, ran wildly into the den of lust and rammed into Ashi's exposed hole. He couldn't spread himself wider as that would throw off the monk's rhythm, but even though he felt it most when he was spread wide, he didn't need to be spread in order to feel it, and even with the bandit's uncontrolled thrusts, the bandit was able to hit Ashi's pleasure centers.

The bowl of rice sat there, and he remembered what was the currency--not coin this time, but food. He was selling his body for food. Another degradation. But the sex was amazing.

---

Ashibinasu continued his wandering and had sex with everyone he saw along the way for food and if they had money, adjusted his rates so he wouldn't lose his poorer customers. He was very much a city and town man, and the north-south Yamakawa road leading out of Manzoku was stocked with wildlife, but no towns, so he was out of his depth. He had gotten to Manzoku by traveling directly south from the West-East Daisatsu road, which passed through a forest and placed one at the Manzoku-Araki road, and bypassed the north-south Yamakawa Road, leaving that road unexplored by him until now. He of course didn't go east, towards Araki--as soon as he saw a helmet and swords he went the other way.

As he recovered from his sadness and anger at losing Manzoku, his head started to clear. Though he enjoyed these sexual discoveries in mountains, in the fields, the riverbank, he really needed a town. He knew from conversations with other prostitutes in the city and town brothels that somewhere in the western region there was a town called Kimayasei, but it was known for its street whores, and didn't have the money to establish a brothel. And yet, he had singly turned that inn near Yamakawa into a one-man brothel, and was confident he could do the same in Kimayasei, if he could only find where it was.

He passed through a farming village.

"Pardon me love, do you know of Kimayasei?"

"It's somewhere over there," the farmer pointed to the west.

Ashi started to walk out of the village but was weak from hunger. The farmer stood there expectantly, but didn't want to be the one to ask. Ashi sensed his apprehension and walked over to the farmer with his cane.

"Is it harvest time now?"

"Oh yes, we had a good harvest this year and we have plenty to share." The wily farmer used an insinuating tone. Ashi  flashed his leg.

--

The farmer got his buddy to dig a hole in the ground and lie down in it with his dick peeking out. He had Ashi stand on his hands, and he climbed the roof and and jumped into him, balancing his legs.

"Oh, what decadence, I had no idea farmers were capable of this," Ashi engulfed himself in pleasure as he took the lying-down farmer in his mouth while he was plowed from above.

"This is nothing, Mr. Whore! You can drink our sake, and then we'll tie you to our mare and we'll fuck as she's trotting around the village, pulling you through the mud."

"Oh I can't wait!"

It was ironic, that only twenty years prior, Ashi had his own dick inside wives, sisters, and daughters of farmers. He had fucked them in erotic but uncomfortable, even dangerous positions. He wondered vaguely what the Nagaki farmers, especially the one that sold him to Shokusai so long ago, would say if they saw him now, with two farmers inside of his body, that was stressed and uncomfortable and in pain from supporting all of his and the farmers' weight with his hands and arms, and yet still spasming with pleasure because the farmers fucked him well and because he loved being filled so much.

----

A few years later, after Ashibinasu met Takako, he took her to Susumu Falls, a place that was quite special to him.

After leaving Tanoshi village, his belly full of seed and food, he went on his way to look for Kimayasei Town. Nearby Tanoshi he saw a lovely waterfall where a group of four men were fucking underneath it.

"Hey sweet old thing," the bottom licked his lips. "Want to join us?"

Ashi told them his adjusted rate.

"50 ryo...or if you don't have that, whatever you want to give me."

"We don't pay for sex," said the large top. "Sex should be free."

Ashi disagreed, but the men were really hot, his holes were itching for cocks, and he hadn't had sex since this morning. And there was something about this waterfall that eased his apprehensions. Usually when he had sex he was naked and they were clothed--he could see their profession in their garments, he knew by sight whether he'd make a lot on a job or a little, just by looking at their clothes. He had learned to make judgments and had expectations about customers, and while he had been indiscriminate in the brothels, as long as they could pay or if he was taken by force, as a traveling whore he carefully categorized his customers--not that he refused any of them based on class until this point, but because perhaps categorizing them let him reflect on who was inside his body.

No..I will not become two mindless holes for mindless cocks---and pussies----. Not again.

"So, what do you say?" asked the glistening, thrusting, bucking men.

Underneath the pounding waterfall, as his creamy holes and hands were occupied, he forgot his shame at giving his love not only for free willingly, but unreflectively. For a moment he was happy at being of absolutely no monetary value, not having a price tag on his body. For once he was just a horny middle-aged man getting fucked by other horny men. He didn't ask their professions. The two tops got so hot from fucking and couldn't wait to cum so they could bottom, and the two bottoms were gobbling up the tops' cock and ass and didn't want to switch, but wanted their asses filled up too. Ashi was the lucky one, the center of the five-man fuckfest, held upside-down, supported by a hard man with the West Daisatsu Whale burned into his arm, but he held him firmly but not coarsely. Ashi had practice upside-down at Tanoshi and pulled off this highly straining position with a sexy smile as he tended to the tops' cock, as he was filled from above. It was godly.

----

Ashi used his last dart. He was fast, but they were faster, deflecting all of his darts, and wildly brandishing all manner of sharp metal at him. He didn't give them the pleasure of showing them his fear, though. If he was going to die, he was going to die while orgasming. So while the horde of women whores were approaching, he shoved his forearm into his favorite orifice.

"Hey new guy!" shouted a masculine voice. "The fuck are you doing?" He reached and grabbed him by the free forearm, and with a fierce grip yanked him into below a rotting floorboard.

"A male..!" Ashi exclaimed with relief.

"You were lucky, no one's ever tangled with the Wakagoma and lived---hurry, come with me!"

"Here's my turf," the other whore gestured to the docks. "It's pretty shit, but I make 100 ryo a day. Can buy a whole lot of fish from the fish stand."

"Is that your rate?" Ashi asked, surveying the --- prospective venue with a lump in his throat.

The other whore laughed.

"You serious? My 'rate's' 1 ryo per fuck if I'm lucky."

"That's 100 customers..." Ashi said with horror.

"I take 300 a day, so most just fuck you for free."

Ashi swallowed the lump in his throat.

He watched some of the other whores at work. Some of them were rolling in piss. A woman whore was getting fucked in shit. In shit. There was one odd samurai getting blown by another woman whore. She had blue eyes, the same color as Wasurejimo. "Well, I'd better get back to work, new guy."

"Wait, what should I call you?"

"Huh? What's the use of that?"

Ashi blanched under his makeup. What kind of place was he in, where names were insignificant?

---

Ashi  put coins in his cane--they weren't as good as darts, but they would have to do. He only hoped they'd be easier to hit than the Wakagoma, if it came to that. He then stripped his clothes off, placed them in a spot that was not covered in shit, and joined the other whores and the throng of customers coming off the ship.

---

The sailors spoke in a strange tongue. He had laid the cane down as they bent him over a crate. A whopping four of them crowded into his hole, stretching him to new widths not without pain. They were noisy, smelled of sea salt and something that was not sake. The docks rang out with moaning and crying and reeked of sweat and sex and tears and joy, piss and shit and fish, squishing of flesh inside of flesh, hot juice flowing and mixing, and once in a while coins exchanged hands.

That day, Ashi made out with 10 ryo.

It had been a year since the Wakagoma chased Ashi to the lower docks of Kimayasei, where the lowest of the lowest were seeded and bred.

After a particularly heavy rain, Hanagumori came to see how Ashi was doing.  

"Please, fuck me," he greeted her. He was wallowing in mud.

"Still keeping the 'please', huh, Ashi honey? I guess your mind hasn't totally evaporated."

"Need..in my ass..put something in my ass...."

"Look at that monster cave..!" She smiled. "My girls won't bother you if you want to work the Less Shitty Gutter. And you're right, you know.." she turned and started to glide away, but then turned around to look over her shoulder. "You are better."

---

"Hey, get a load of that fuckhole!"

"What's that gutter slut's name?"

"Who cares, it's just a walking ass and mouth anyway."

"Look at it gape open whenever a cock is near. You can't even see his body because it's entirely covered in jizz."

"Hey, wanna fuck that sick hole?"

"No way, every dick in town's been in it!"

"He's getting fucked so much..does he just survive off cum?"

"Hey, look, someone's giving him a bowl of rice!"

"Gods..look at him eat that rice, he thinks he's still eating cock."

"Ha!!"

----

Ashibinasu had to be forcibly thrown out of Kimayasei. No one wanted him anymore--Rare and unspoiled was a turn-on. Well-used was a turn-on. Badly-used was a sick turn-on. But beyond a certain point, then it just became sick.

---

Now outside the town, he regained his senses somewhat. Or at least enough to start wandering again. Over the past year he had ran through his income. Once again on the road, he lived from day to day, sleeping under the sky, having sex solely for food, and selling off parts of his kimono. But even that income supply dried up, because he eventually became repulsive to them too. Because of his body, and because this time he had an actual air of desperation. Soon he was begging for food, and eating pig feed. Not even demons wanted to touch him. Children laughed at him and threw mud. He was scorned and jeered at wherever he went. When he ran out of money he filled his cane with pebbles. He had to defend himself more because people wanted to hurt him and beat him up, because ugly people were easier to beat up. And it hurt..because some of them were the same people who readily had sex with him before. His body craved release more than ever but now no one would give it to him. He wandered far but without purpose. It set in that he was old. And worst of all, that no one wanted him anymore.

"Hey, get a load of that fuckhole!"

"What's that gutter slut's name?"

"Who cares, it's just a walking ass and mouth anyway."

"Look at it gape open whenever a cock is near. You can't even see his body because it's entirely covered in jizz."

"Hey, wanna fuck that sick hole?"

"No way, every dick in town's been in it!"

"He's getting fucked so much..does he just survive off cum?"

"Hey, look, someone's giving him a bowl of rice!"

"Gods..look at him eat that rice, he thinks he's still eating cock."

"Ha!!"

----

Ashibinasu had to be forcibly thrown out of Kimayasei. No one wanted him anymore--Rare and unspoiled was a turn-on. Well-used was a turn-on. Badly-used was a sick turn-on. But beyond a certain point, then it just became sick.

---

Now outside the town, he regained his senses somewhat. Or at least enough to start wandering again. Over the past year he had ran through his income. Once again on the road, he lived from day to day, sleeping under the sky, having sex solely for food, and selling off parts of his kimono. But even that income supply dried up, because he eventually became repulsive to them too. Because of his body, and because this time he had an actual air of desperation. Soon he was begging for food, and eating pig feed. Not even demons wanted to touch him. Children laughed at him and threw mud. He was scorned and jeered at wherever he went. When he ran out of money he filled his cane with pebbles. He had to defend himself more because people wanted to hurt him and beat him up, because ugly people were easier to beat up. And it hurt..because some of them were the same people who readily had sex with him before. His body craved release more than ever but now no one would give it to him. He wandered far but without purpose. It set in that he was old. And worst of all, that no one wanted him anymore.

----

Ashibinasu looked vacantly at the village he once ruled over. They looked happy enough. He had been practically naked for weeks, having sold the last piece of his kimono earlier that year. Anyone who was unfortunate enough to be behind him glimpsed his obscene hole and they gave him wide berth.

The villagers avoided him too.

"You finally understand..what you put us through."

"Village boy..?"

"It's been a long time, Lord Shiragiku," said the merchant who sold him the first time, the village boy whose mother he destroyed. "You don't look too well."

His makeup had run and in the rains it had faded. It looked terrible.

"Village boy, please fuck me. I'm hungry--I don't have sex for money anymore, village boy--I'll let you do anything you want to me for  pig food. What would you like to put in here?"he panted, spreading his legs and showing his monstrosity of a hole. "Your arm? Your foot? Your head?" Ashi hefted a wad of sand and stuffed it inside. He danced for village-boy, the wind blowing the sand out his asshole. "I let all that sand go to waste..I'll lick up every grain of sand I wasted, because you won't give me your cum. Or will you?"

The merchant remained cold. "I'm a full-time cumeater now, village boy. If no one cums into me I drink my own." He rammed an terrifying amount of his cane into his own ass, spurting instantaneously into his own mouth. Just by thinking about sex he was instantly hard again. "Look how easily I cum, village boy." He grabbed his own nipple, squeezed, and came again. "Aren't I just a filthy wreck of a creature? A new word should be invented for my breed. Do you want to name me, village boy? Do you want to rename disgusting Ashibinasu?"

"So, that's what they renamed you," the merchant mused. "I'm not interested in sex. I don't even want to touch your degenerate body. I knew that selling you to the brothel would teach you a lesson, but you've really become a freak, lord Shiragiku. And what you're saying is, you're out of money?"

"No one will have Ashi-chan..." he dropped his cute demeanor and sank in despair. "No one wants me anymore.."

"I won't buy you for sex...but I always need more slaves to sell."

Ashi's eyes lit up.

"You would accept me..as your slave?"

"Stay there, don't crawl towards me. Beg for it, lord Shiragiku."

Ashi fell to his hands and knees, the former lord bowing in absolute submission to the former farmer.

"I beg you kind merchant, please make me one of your slaves."

The merchant was satisfied, and put Ashi in shackles, leading him away. Ashi was happy, knowing he'd at least get fed. But he was fearful, because he was now at the absolute mercy of the one who hated him the most. But, as was his way, he left it up to fortune.
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WASUREJIMO

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"Open your fucking eyes while you're licking my balls, lazy whore!"

Ugh, he really hated the screamers. Like giving head was so easy. He had half a mind to top the client, make him get his throat stuffed with meat, but he didn't want to piss off the boss. As for giving head, he was king of blowjobs at Shokusai--because he didn't just didn't gulp it down, but attended to each part of the cock individually and never neglected the balls. Ashi, when he still was at Shokusai, was  the second best--he was an eager cock and ball sucker, but too hungry to be the blowjob king of Shokusai---Ashi'd been more like the blowjob queen of Shokusai--Kageroo, Shunrai, still learning, and Tsutsuji was the worst-one time he almost bit off a client's dick once. As for an ass-fuck, he just couldn't move his hips right, and it came off being awkward instead of sexy. Tsutsuji had the rawest and widest asshole of all the Shokusai whores and surpassed the rest by far. Ashi's hole had been getting pretty big too, last time he saw him.

They were first-class among whores. Each of them had their extra special skill---Tsutsuji compensated for his mediocre blowjobs with an endlessly needy and hungry asshole, Hanabie could cum if he was touchd even on the shoulder, Kageroo had the record for how wide he could spread his legs, Shunrai was a masochist and was the only one who would let a burning candle get  stuck into his ass--- he was the most frequent occupant of the erotic torture room. And Ashi had danced naked like no one else in Shokusai could. Oh yeah..and Ashi also could take a lot of verbal abuse and dirty talk, like Tsutsuji but while Tsutsuji responded with soldierly stoicism, Ashi really got into it, being all vulnerable and crap. He wondered where Ashi had ended up.. "Did you hear me?!"

Wasurejimo was still half-clothed--which was unusual for him, he usually gave blowjobs naked, and on his knees, expertly attending to the loudmouth client's cock.

"You want to see my eyes?"

He opened them.

"What the fuck?! You're a grown man with those big round eyes, that's unnatural! You freak!"

The ungrateful client punched him in mid-blowjob, throwing off Wasurejimo's groove and sending him to the floor. He shrugged it off and stood up. "I'll show you my mouth, too." said Wasurejimo in mock coyness, grinning, bearing sharp teeth and the mouth peculiar to the Aodaisho.

"What the?! I thought Lord Jubei Araki wiped out all of you monsters ages ago!!"

Wasurejimo held his knife.

"You going to finish the job? Pay me for the half a blowjob, asshole."


OHARU

---


After Seisaburo's abrupt and violent death, Oharu went searching for bodies of water that he might reemerge from as a salamander. While she gazed out over the ocean bordering Kimayasei, she was subdued by a slave trader who threw her on the ground, ripped off her white kimono and plunged his angry cock into her folds and fucked her over and over again, pumping her belly full with seed, her belly that only previously had Seisaburo's seed and had carried Takako.

"Haha, it's been forever since I raped a non-virgin. It'll be so easy to turn you into a mindless gutterslut. You looking forward to your new life, rapemeat?"

Oharu was about to answer, but the slave trader slapped her and she fell to the ground, shaking. "Say 'yes, I can't wait for my new life as rapemeat,' or I'll hit you again. And spread your legs again while you're at it."

Oharu obeyed, spreading her legs for the slave trader like she did for Seisaburo.

"Yes, I can't wait for my new--li--liife--as--ra--pemeat," she became semi-coherent as the slave trader pistoned her again and squeezed her jiggling breasts and hard nipples. He fucked her again and again until she was laughing and rolling in a lake of jizz. The slave trader then yanked Oharu up by the hair and dragged her off to the Kimayasei docks.

----

There she was fucked by hundreds of sailors and when they were tired of her they threw her in shit. There were other woman whores lying in shit. They were miserable and wanted to die so badly. For some, non-stop sex with many many people was the closest thing to heaven on earth, and for others, it was a fate far worse than death.

"How much money did you make me?" the slave trader barked. Oharu showed a few coins. "That's all?!" He beat her across the face. He threw her down into the shit and raped her again. She threw her to two other sailors and they fucked her in all three holes, laughing raucously as she gagged on the violent cock as her pussy and asshole warped to disgusting dimensions to swallow the relentless fuckrods.

They creamed her holes, and she was a vile, disgusting thing in only a few hours. She panted from exhaustion, cum dribbling from her mouth. They rubbed shit in her wrecked pussy. "Eat my cock again, rapemeat!" ordered the slave trader, making her deepthroat his cock and his balls. He shot his vicious load down her esophagus, and she choked again.

"I don't understand, you saying 'eat' your cock," Oharu panted, barely coherent from all the cum spilling out of her mouth. "If I ate your cock it would be inside my stomach."

"You're such a stupid whore!" shouted the slave trader, punching her shit-engorged pussy with his fist, bruising it and knocking the wind out of her. "Our cocks have been inside you so many times already!"

She covered her injured pussy because the punch hurt, and took a minute to answer the enraged slave-trader. "Inside me, but not inside my stomach," Oharu said, swallowing some of the cum, spitting some out.

"NO, drink all of it! Drink it out of the shit!"

"I'm hungry," said Oharu.

"You'll eat only cock and balls and drink cum from now on! And you still haven't eaten that cum out of the shit! Hurry up and do it!" The three men slammed their cocks into her mouth. A fourth, fifth, sixth joined them. Her jaw was stretched unbelievably wide. They clogged her esophagus with jizz. She was an absolute sticky mess.

"I'm hungry. Cocks and cum and shit, that doesn't fill up my belly."

The slavetrader raised his fist, about to beat her senseless. Oharu seemed to not notice him, and suddenly lunged for a large gray thing on the ground. She took the gray thing...and after a few minutes, swallowed it whole.

The slave trader and the sailors, their faces washed with horror. The sailors swore in a foreign tongue.

"Did she...did she just eat that rat whole...? What..what the fuck are you, freak?!"

Oharu yawned, her mouth obscenely foaming with cum. Admittedly she liked the taste--of cocks, of cum--not of shit, though. She also didn't mind all of that attention in her body--after all, it was breeding season. All the name calling and verbal abuse didn't register her in the same way for others. She understood the meaning of whore and of wife but it didn't bother her, or wasn't all that significant. She was married to Seisaburo and loved him, but she was also just Oharu. Whether Oharu was a whore or virgin, pure or defiled, it didn't matter to her.  But now it seemed she had scared them and they didn't want her anymore. She was hot from getting fucked so many times, so shoved her fingers in her front hole, wide eyes hazing from pleasure. She came in a wave of her pussy juice, and exhaled in satisfaction. It was time to take a bath so she began to change shape before their eyes.

"I'm from Aodaisssho.." she hissed, before turning into a purple snake, still covered in cum and shit, but no longer suitable rapemeat.  And, leaving the dumbstruck humans behind, the snake slithered around the shit in search for another body of water.


ASHIBINASU

---
The man of advanced age had introduced himself to Shiragiku, but Shiragiku had not heard him, lost in a daze at this unfamiliar, frightening world. The man had given him new clothes to wear--carefully-made materials like he was used to wearing, but of a very different hue. He compelled him to wear makeup--and though Shiragiku was vain and painted his lips, it was with blood red, not this girlish color the older man had insisted upon.

The older man stalked around him, invading Shiragiku's body with his eyes. At some times, a frown of disapproval crossed his face.
"Your hair..must be up. Your makeup is blotchy. Such sloppiness will give this establishment a poor reputation." His frown eased. "Ah, but how perfectly that kimono suits you."

He took him by the shoulder and squeezed it firmly, possessively. The older man's eyes were cruel, accustomed to deriving pleasure from the pain and sorrow of others---- exactly like his own. Only days earlier he had been the one doing the appraising, the judging of nothing more than an object, a fragile doll for him to play with and break at his fancy. And now he...now he...

"What is your name?"

At being asked that, Shiragiku straightened, reassuming his haughty, domineering air.

"I am Shiragiku, of Muro'Okami City and the Lord of Nagaki!"

"A samurai..then that's perfect. You will know naturally how to pleasure the samurai who frequent the brothel, since you were one."

"Pleasure..? Brothel?"

"Still in denial, eh? You'll learn soon enough." The brothel-keeper stroked his chin, as if verging on a flash of genius. "Your name from now on will be Ashibinasu! Remember it well!"
"When the music starts you will start dancing. If the audience finds you desirable they will take you."

It had been a few days since Ashibinasu had arrived at the brothel. Since then the brothel-keeper opened Ashibinasu's flower and then left him as a plaything for the seasoned whores in the brothels. Far from being wilting flowers, they were dragons that devoured him whole. A few days of this and Ashibinasu slowly came to the realization of what he was.

Finally Ashibinasu was ready to be offered to clients.

"When the music starts, you will dance. If you dance well enough, you will earn your first payment. You will no longer be a slave toy for your brothers, or for myself, unless that is your desire."

Ashibinasu was confident--after all, he had been an educated, elegant samurai who knew the art of dance.

"If they find me desirable, they will take me behind the curtain and lie with me there."

The brothel-keeper laughed.

"What do you think this is, an emperor's palace? They'll take you right there on the stage."

"In front of..everyone?"

The brothel-keeper sensed Ashibinasu's hesitation.

"If you don't like this arrangement, maybe you'd prefer the torture room."

He opened a sliding door. From within was awful, wretched screaming, that became pathetic gurgling.

---

Ashibinasu danced. And he danced beautifully, like an otherworldly nymph. He soon attracted his first clients, an ogre of a man, a ronin judging from his unkemptness, bad smell and lack of style, and a young man, younger than him but not a child, wearing the colors of the Black Eels, a gang from the seedier districts of Daisatsu City.

He submitted his body to them, and the crowd of other men watching cheered and threw more money on the stage. Perhaps for one moment Ashibinasu forgot himself and lost himself in ecstasy, but that fleeting ember of joy was quickly drowned in an ocean of shame, and that night he cried himself to sleep.


---

Ryunnosuke, the strong, steadfast samurai, gripped Azami, his dead wife, in his hands.

"Azami, our love is stronger than even death!"

I saw you poach one of my clients the other night. I'll fucking break you in half, you fragile thistle."

"Ryunnosuke.."

Just you try it, honey. With that ugly beast sprouting out your bulbous nose, it's no wonder at all that you're losing business to me.


---

Coins on the floor.

"Hurry up and take off your clothes," ordered the client.

Ashibinasu shed his clothes.

"Good. Now bend over and spread your legs wide."

Ashibinasu turned around, so his backside was facing the client, and spread his legs as far as they would go.

"Perfect. Stretch open your asshole."

Ashibinasu reached behind, pulled his own buttcheeks apart and tugging, spread open his significantly widened channel. That normally really turned the client on, but to his disappointment he was met with a cold silence as he was filled distantly in the back, and then in the front.

Ashibinasu never closed his eyes when giving head--he was always on, and wanted the client to see how much he was loving sucking cock, how easy and pliant he was.

"Mmm..mmm...mmmf..."

The client pulled back, allowing Ashibinasu to speak, breathily, amidst heavy panting. White drops rolled off of his painted lips. A hungry tongue cleaned them off as he swayed his  lifted ass in the air. "Oh lord Hiroshi," he begged, "please plunge your peerless blade down my throat again. Hurry, hurry---"

SLAP.

Ashibinasu fell back from the shock. He was unarmed, and in too much in disbelief to fight back. He placed his palm to his reddened cheek.

The samurai grabbed the whore by the jaw. He pried open Ashibinasu's mouth, plunging himself in, angrily, brutally. This time Ashi struggled, but the rude samurai left his jaw bruised and aching. Ashi's mind was only halfway on the pain, though. He'd taken rough face-fucking before, this was mild compared to times when he had several shoved down his throat, or when he had a particularly sizable one practically hollowing out his esophagus.

"Wh-What are you going to do to me now?' Ashi asked, feigning helplessness, still trying to turn the client on. But the client proceeded no further. Instead, he bent down slightly and grabbed a hold of the coins on the floor. Ashi was horrified.
"No, no, you can't just get a free ride..!" Ashibinasu exclaimed. The samurai walked out with a contempt-filled glare.

"Why not? There's no way that I'm paying for a mere woman."

Ashibinasu sat there, frozen in shock--the sea of pleasure inside him and underneath him, once again turned into fires of shame, and he sat there, knees drawn up against his stomach.

--

Ashibinasu thought long and hard about what the client had said. He was proud of his hairlessness and had shaved meticulously even back when he was a lord. But he had lost money on that job, and more over, he could not bear to be emasculated anymore. Being called a slut and a whore, well, that was just fine, as that was what he was. Being called an insatiable cumpig, a trough, trash pit, cave-ass, man-cunt, that was also fine, even though he wasn't quite there yet---That was solely Tsutsuji's honor, and all the whores at Shokusai respected him for it. But to be called a woman, no, he couldn't stand that.

So, swallowing his pride, he let those beastly, rude hairs accumulate on his lip. He could just hear Tsutsuji's boisterous laughing in his head. He looked at himself in the glass and was appalled. How could anyone find him beautiful now?

"Hey, Ashi, when'd you start growing a mustache?"

Ashibinasu withdrew into himself, too full of shame to speak. Wasurejimo's round, wide eyes lit up. "I think it's hot." Wasurejimo lunged at him. Ashibinasu's face lit up with a faint smile, and they got in a quick fuck before the customers started to pour in.

---

Once a year, Shokusai's brothel-keeper measured the prostitutes in front of all the other brothel-keepers in Daisatsu City.

"Gentlemen, show your appreciation for how hard they've been working!"

The money flew, the flowers were in bloom, and the invited brothel-keepers helped themselves to the six holes on display. Ashibinasu felt he had carved his niche, that if he stayed here for the rest of his life, it would be just fine. The life of a lord was so far away now, like a dream. He had become a different kind of lord, a lord of debauchery in which he was the center of many other mens' universe.

--

The new brothel-keeper took all of Ashibinasu's clothes.

"You won't be needing them. We like to keep our employees unencumbered."

The brothel-keeper thought of washing off his new acquisition's make-up, but then decided against it. It actually was amusing to him at how much care he took in his appearance. "Are you a sub slut or a dom beast?"

"I am a whore king," Ashibinasu answered.

The brothel-keeper arched an eyebrow and then motioned to his assistant, who easily shoved his fist up his loose ass.

"Sub slut," the brothel-keeper corrected. "And how do sub slut slaves speak?"

Ashibinasu lowered himself onto his knees, rubbing his hardening nipples with one hand, stroking himself off with another, while emitting a high-pitched, needy whine.

"Please lord Heisuke, grace my ass and mouth with your cock, let me suck your cock and lick your balls all night long--"

"Such an eloquent slave. You begin work immediately."

----

Ashibinasu was led to the main chamber, a very large room with a barred door separating the small amount of spectators and the prostitutes--the sheer number of which shocked Ashibinasu. There were --there were at least 50 other prostitutes, most were horrifyingly stretched, male and female, with vacant, hungry eyes--some moaning "cocks" or "pussy" in a weak monotone over and over, some whose range  of articulation consisted solely of moans or whines. All of the technique Ashibinasu had learned during his ten years at Shokusai, the art of seduction, perfecting the alluring dance that drove the clients wild, the sensual speech he had picked up from Tsutsuji, Wasurejimo, and the others, the blissful riding the line between refined and vulgar, none of that existed here--here was a den of breeding pigs...

"Get to it, slut slave!" the only clothed whore there, who carried a bloodied whip, shoved Ashibinasu into the room.

---

Ashibinasu at first kept track of the cocks that were in both his passages, but at around 94 he lost count. By now he was blinded by his own seed and the other whores' seed, and crawled around the room vacantly, mechanically sucking or getting drilled. But no matter how tired and numb he got, he was careful to avoid the several pits in the floor, from which came most horrible shrieks of agony he had heard thus far, accompanied by the sound of sharp objects going through bodies. He wondered..vaguely, what were the sharpened bamboo hooks for--but no, he wanted to avoid them and also avoid thinking about them, so he listlessly sucked and fucked until he passed out from exhaustion.


At the end of the week, Ashibinasu, the self-proclaimed whore king, was paid 20 ryo. 20 ryo for 19 hours a day, with 5 hours to eat---which was in the sex room-- and sleep--which was also in the sex room. Upon reflecting on the beauty of his bliss-filled years at Shokusai and the ugliness of now,  he wept, running his eyeliner. He applied his makeup anew every day, to keep some semblance of dignity. He kept his makeup and brush in a relatively clean corner of the room, and claimed that space for sleeping as well. He spent the few free hours alone, or at least alone as he could be in the den of 455 other whores, a few of whom skipped sleep and were fucking each other nonstop. During this time he rested his sore ass, legs, and throat. Another whore--or rather, sub slave slut --- reached between his legs. It was a wolf demon like Hanabie, but rather than being calm and softly alluring, this one looked desperate, crazed--his tongue flopping out of his wide-open mouth, gasping loudly. Two front teeth had been knocked out.

"Cock....cock..."

"I'm tired...and we're off-hours.."

The other whore didn't understand, and sucked him off anyways. Ashibinasu emptied what was left of his seed into the mouth, and tried to get to sleep in the midst of the moaning and screaming and the stench of unwashed bodies doused in fluids mixed with carelessly-scattered rice. In a few hours the sound of a whip snapping against the uncleaned floor would rouse him, and the orgy would begin again for a new round of spectators, not cheering, encouraging, but leering, scrutinizing those subhuman sex pigs wallowing in an ocean of filth.


"Hey, you in the makeup!"

Ashibinasu was the center of a six-man spitroast when he crawled over to the clothed whore with the whip. He moaned in greeting, like a good sub slut slave. The head whore grinned.

"You see those sluts? Fuck them."

Ashibinasu was mortified, and became abruptly articulate.

"The girls?"

The head whore cracked his whip and glared.

Ashibinasu crawled over to one of the female whores. The one he could see--the other one was behind him--her hair was strewn all about her face, obscuring her eyes. Her tongue lolled out hungrily, without class or subtlety. She spread her holes open mechanically, whining.

It was ironic, really.

When he was a lord, he had raped countless women, all farmers or servants. "Lord Shiragiku," they had begged him not to, using his first name, pulling at his robes, supplicating, their hands clasped over their heads, on their knees, naked and subjugated. And then on their backs, or on their stomachs, their asses up, their legs in the air, their cunts overflowing, their mouths crying, screaming, choking on their shame, sorrow, and hatred.

He had not seen a naked woman in ten years.

And now the first woman spread open before him, begging him to do her, willing and ready and eager...

Terrified him.

"What are you waiting for? Fuck the girls!" savagely ordered the head whore.

Ashibinasu climbed on top of the first woman, who still mechanically, emptily, aligned her cunt with his cock. Ashibinasu froze, his scared cock hanging soft over the female's wrecked pussy.

The head whore sliced into Ashibinasu's back with his whip, and Ashibinasu squished in tentatively, overcome with fear, hatred, shame, everything except lust.

As Ashibinasu fucked the other slut, he realized why he had raped all of those women as a lord.

Because he'd been afraid of them--

No, he was still afraid.

It was like fucking an alien.

But he had changed at Shokusai. He no longer felt like raping--he had been opened and this was what he had craved all along, to be opened by men. It was as if before, he had raped women because he was angry because he couldn't have men.

But now, at Yuuyake, he was once again being exposed to the alien race called women.

For a moment, it seemed as if he would take them aggressively, that with once again dealing with a woman, he would regain dominance.

But Ashibinasu struggled and thrashed with terror in his eyes as the women sluts made Ashibinasu penetrate them and forced his head down to suck their juices, and they orgasmed violently in his face. They sucked his juices though he tried to keep them inside his cock. They milked him like a cow. The spectators on the other side of the door grinned.

"Refuse again and I'll stick you on the bamboo hook!" shouted the head whore as the women sluts continued to play with Ashibinasu. One fisted him, her soft feminine hand and wrist easily fitting into his stretched hole. He tried to imagine it being a man's fist, but he knew it was a woman's, and he cried. As the other woman slut squeezed his balls and pumped his soft cock, he felt so defiled, so filthy. He felt like he could fall no farther..

---

After one year, Heisuke sold him to Masaru, who ran Chijitsu Brothel.

"You'll like it here," said Masaru. "We don't have the space for large orgies, and we keep the place clean. Employees are free to use the bathhouse."

Ashibinasu was hopeful. He got along well with the other whores and had sex with all of them over  a period of days. He danced naked in front of the audience to his heart's content, took them two or three at a time, and cleaned up afterwards. He was free to go into town and was paid well. Some frequenters of Shokusai recognized him and he gained renown throughout all of Daisatsu City. He was once again whore king.

But the previous, insane brothel had drained Ashibinasu, to the point that he could not even handle six at a time at Chijitsu Brothel.

But those six clients, insistent on getting their money's worth, took him anyway in a vicious gangbang.

That night, the tenor of Ashibinasu's dance was quite different than before. It made the audience uncomfortable, and a single ryo was left on the stage as the dance came to an end.

---

Ashibinasu severely brought down the mood at Chijitsu Brothel, so he was sold off again. There followed a string of brothels where he only stayed a few weeks at the most--slowly he was able to build up his stamina to take on more at a time but something always happened--either the pimp thought he wasn't recovering fast enough, or the brothel went out of business--one brothel had rats, and the Daisatsu samurai closed it down. Other times the brothel couldn't pay their bills. And another time, an old veteran took a dislike to him and spread rumors about him, that he couldn't be stimulated by regular sex anymore. These rumors led him to be sold to Shitatari Brothel, the masochist brothel, located in West Daisatsu.

But Ashibinasu did not respond to masochist sex as well as the Shitatari brothel-keeper had hoped. They tied him up and stuffed all sorts of weird things in his ass, but he was so badly stretched, particularly from Yuyake Brothel, that he just got annoyed. He didn't particularly like being tied up either, and curiously, the brothel-keeper and his assistants stepped out to torment another prostitute.

But when they came back in, their prized whore was gone, and the ropes were in a pile in the ground. One of the insertions had been sharp, and lay in a pile along with all of the other objects they had crammed into his passage.

---


It did not take long for the Shitatari Brothel to find Ashibinasu. They brought him back and the brothel-keeper tied him up and he, his four underlings, and the 68 prostitutes of Shitari Brothel had sex with Ashibnasu, while he was tied up.

And then they untied him,  sent him to take a bath, gave him back his sash, and then with one stroke of the sword they cut his tendons.

---

Ashibinasu was sold off from Shitatari to Fuuyuzare. This was a normal brothel with a stage and a reasonable workload. There was no torture room. Ashibinasu rather liked the shade of the walls, they reminded him of Wasurejimo, and his brothers at Shokusai. He dedicated his next naked dance to them.

The crowd cheered, but then cheering hushed into murmurs and whispers, as the great Ashibinasu fell flat on the stage.

Ashibinasu returned to familiar territory, to East Daisatsu, and worked all the brothels there, including the ones in his home city of Muro'okami, and the pleasure houses in Nagaki Desert. His earning capacity had decreased drastically because of his legs, and from some he was fired, other times he quit. He worked every sex party, every sex show that was available, both public and private, but they lasted only a night or two. Eventually there was nothing available in Daisatsu region, and he left.

He tried Yamakawa, and scoured every corner of the city, but it was as if it had never occurred to them to establish a brothel. Frustrated, he stayed at a tiny, one-room inn outside of Yamkawa. This inn is not here anymore, as it caught fire sometime before Takako had a chance to see it.

This inn was run by an extremely horny old innkeeper named Saito. Ashibinasu convinced him to become his pimp and the innkeeper pimped him out to weary travelers who would have him, and of course took him for himself too. It was one of the gentler jobs that Ashibinasu had, and if his depleted income weren't an issue, and if he was less promiscuous, he felt he could have settled down with this old man, and build a life together.

...But he had to move on.

---

"The only whores here are girls, so you'd best find some place else," said the young man that was keeper of Torii brothel. It was a small established brothel in the forest between West Daisatsu and Araki.

Ashibinasu flashed his alluring smile.

"If you give me one night, I will show you that I am just as good as any woman."

"You have a high opinion of yourself gramps," the pimp noted, but looking judgmentally at his cane. "The next traveller that passes through here. If I'm not impressed, you'll drag your geriatric ass out of here."

Ashibinasu agreed and posed himself outside the brothel. He tried to turn his ankles outwards, but his tendons still wouldn't allow. So he just tried to be as sexy as he could standing awkwardly. Nothing was going to stop him from showing the nonbelieving pimp his stuff.

It didn't take long for a stocky woodcutter to take notice.

"Whooo, imagine a sweet-smellling flower in these woods! 'Bout time, I haven't had a good fuck in ages!"

Ashibinasu smiled, and held out his hand. "Oh, right, yeah, I got some ryo! It ain't much, but if you're lookin' for cock out here, it should be enough for ya, HAHAA!"

Ashibinasu didn't want to be reminded that he could bought for so little, but he masked his pride.

"It's more than enough Mr. Woodcutter, for a needy cockslut like me."

The woodcutter's eyes were on fire with lust.

"I love how ya talk, you're givin' me a fuckin' hard-on--call me Hachi, kay?" Hachi gave Ashibinasu's ass a hearty squeeze. "YEAH! What_an_ass! Oh right, yeah, here ya go!" Hachi pressed the coins into Ashibinasu's palm.

"Let me give these coins to my pimp over there, so my hands are free," he winked coyly, and the robust woodcutter bulged underneath his kimono. He walked sensually towards the pimp, and placed the coins in his hand, savoring his surprised expression. Hachi slammed against Ashibinasu and tackled him into the fresh mud, causing him to drop his cane and land on his back. The pimp stood it up against the wall of the brothel, he had to see this.

"You're a fancy flower, but I hope ya like it messy!" Ashibinasu let an apprehensive expression escape him. The mud was cool and squishy against his back, shoulders and legs, and the mud found its way inside his cavity. It was so filthy, so revolting, he being so used to lying on the floor, but not the ground...

"Ohhhh....I'm far too delicate and clean...please, make me a filthy pig that rolls around in mud, Hachi..." And yet he was aroused....
Hachi grinned widely and started scooping up clumps of mud and smearing it onto Ashibinasu's nipples. Ashibinasu got hard from this, and Hachi caked Ashibinasu's cock with mud, and then started fucking the pigwhore energetically. Ashibinasu rolled and laughed in the mud. He licked it off the ground and smeared his face in it. And Hachi fucked him again, and they went on like this for hours.

The pimp's surprise diminished and his excitement grew. Before this, he would never believe a man could be as good a slut as a woman.

---

"The only whores here are girls, so you'd best find some place else," said the young man that was keeper of Torii brothel. It was a small established brothel in the forest between West Daisatsu and Araki.

Ashibinasu flashed his alluring smile.

"If you give me one night, I will show you that I am just as good as any woman."

"You have a high opinion of yourself gramps," the pimp noted, but looking judgmentally at his cane. "The next traveller that passes through here. If I'm not impressed, you'll drag your geriatric ass out of here."

Ashibinasu agreed and posed himself outside the brothel. He tried to turn his ankles outwards, but his tendons still wouldn't allow. So he just tried to be as sexy as he could standing awkwardly. Nothing was going to stop him from showing the nonbelieving pimp his stuff.

It didn't take long for a stocky woodcutter to take notice.

"Whooo, imagine a sweet-smellling flower in these woods! 'Bout time, I haven't had a good fuck in ages!"

Ashibinasu smiled, and held out his hand. "Oh, right, yeah, I got some ryo! It ain't much, but if you're lookin' for cock out here, it should be enough for ya, HAHAA!"

Ashibinasu didn't want to be reminded that he could bought for so little, but he masked his pride.

"It's more than enough Mr. Woodcutter, for a needy cockslut like me."

The woodcutter's eyes were on fire with lust.

"I love how ya talk, you're givin' me a fuckin' hard-on--call me Hachi, kay?" Hachi gave Ashibinasu's ass a hearty squeeze. "YEAH! What_an_ass! Oh right, yeah, here ya go!" Hachi pressed the coins into Ashibinasu's palm.

"Let me give these coins to my pimp over there, so my hands are free," he winked coyly, and the robust woodcutter bulged underneath his kimono. He walked sensually towards the pimp, and placed the coins in his hand, savoring his surprised expression. Hachi slammed against Ashibinasu and tackled him into the fresh mud, causing him to drop his cane and land on his back. The pimp stood it up against the wall of the brothel, he had to see this.

"You're a fancy flower, but I hope ya like it messy!" Ashibinasu let an apprehensive expression escape him. The mud was cool and squishy against his back, shoulders and legs, and the mud found its way inside his cavity. It was so filthy, so revolting, he being so used to lying on the floor, but not the ground...

"Ohhhh....I'm far too delicate and clean...please, make me a filthy pig that rolls around in mud, Hachi..." And yet he was aroused....
Hachi grinned widely and started scooping up clumps of mud and smearing it onto Ashibinasu's nipples. Ashibinasu got hard from this, and Hachi caked Ashibinasu's cock with mud, and then started fucking the pigwhore energetically. Ashibinasu rolled and laughed in the mud. He licked it off the ground and smeared his face in it. And Hachi fucked him again, and they went on like this for hours.

The pimp's surprise diminished and his excitement grew. Before this, he would never believe a man could be as good a slut as a woman.


---

After a few weeks the Torii pimp decided Ashibinasu was too good to stay at such a small brothel, and so he recommended him to the only brothel in the western region, in Manzoku Town.

The girls are still there, they are the ones that Takako saw while passing through Manzoku Town. Iruka Brothel is an all-female brothel, just as Shokusai is an all-male brothel, and both the whores and madame at Iruka were suspicious and resentful of Ashibinasu.  But within days  they had won each other over.

"To my sisters in sin," he downed a round of sake.

"To Ashi-chan," Nashi giggled.

The highest earners of Iruka, Hisako, Miyo, and Ashibinasu, prepared for the special dance--the sash dance. The sash dance was even more alluring than the naked dance because of the flowing, fluid quality of the sash, and how when the whores moved it exposed their erogenous areas and then hid them again, driving clients mad.

But once again, even with the aid of a cane, Ashi fell down...

---

Ashibinasu was kicked out from Iruka. Iruka had been his last hope. He had now worked every single brothel in the country.

There was nothing left..but to go to the streets.

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Heiji was patrolling Boss Ito's warehouse, as he did during the day. There was nothing much to do than watch passerby walk by. The real work was at night--smashing merchandise, knocking at debtors' doors--even at his young age he was already jaded with what he was capable of and what he had seen.

But when he saw Jibei and an out-of-town sake merchant having sex with some prostitute, it reminded him that he wasn't that jaded, and he tried to not look at that ugly sight.

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As Ashibinasu was fucked by two merchants, he felt more exposed and vulnerable than he ever had been. Even at Yuuyake, when every other whore had full access to his body round the clock, he felt protected somewhat because he was indoors. And at Torii, he was outdoors, but it was relatively private. Now he was being taken in full view of--not just paying spectators, but anyone. And as other merchants took notice, they lined up to have a piece of him too. Some threw in a ryo, and threw the coins into the mud, or pushed the coins into his slot. He wanted to inform them of his rates, but his mouth was occupied. They laughed at him.

"What's the matter? Going too fast for you, you nasty old slut?"

"Keep up!"

They slapped and pinched his ass, that he waved eagerly in response in spite of himself. He gripped his cane and threw himself harder into the fuckfest. He was still the best. He was still a king.

---

After Ashibinasu spent all day getting fucked by mobs of adult merchants in Manzoku Town, he cleaned up, bought some rice, and found that the respectable inn didn't service his type. So he found a clean corner outside to get some sleep and put his cane. In the stillness of the night it was quiet, and he didn't have to worry about crickets or other bugs finding his way into his cave, since it was a rather clean town. He wrapped up himself in his layered kimono and went to sleep.

He hadn't dozed for very long when he was woken up by laughter.

A band of merchants towered over him. He had sucked one off earlier that day, there must have been more of them.

"Oh hi, Ashi-chan." Some of them were already naked, others just had their dicks out.

"Come back tomorrow," Ashibinasu yawned. "I'm sleeping."

One of the merchants scowled.

"Are YOU giving ME orders?"

"No, love," Ashibinasu yawned again, settling back in his kimono.

"What a disrepectful slut! Treat Bakin Ito's Clothing Merchant Trade Group so casually, will you?"

Ashibinasu was yanked up to his feet, that still hurt to stand, much less to walk on. Some of them stretched him open and stuffed their fists up his ass. He moaned in spite of his drowsiness. "That's more like it," grinned the leader of this pack of dogs. "Now sit on our cocks and ride them and worship us for being so kind to you, gutterslut."

"You pay me first," Ashibinasu responded. "It's 800 for a simple ass-fuck, 1200 for a blowjob, 1400 for rimming, 3500 for felching, ..."

The merchant grinned manically.

"Who do you think we are? You already have four fists up your ass and you didn't say anything about money."

Ashibinasu smiled as he moaned and they laughed.

"A fisting is just foreplay as far as I'm concerned. Anything requiring me to take a more active role will cost you. Riding is 1100, plus an extra 500 for worship."

"You're just trying to scam us. I saw you slurping the jizz out of another cumwhore's ass earlier today, you nasty pig, and getting fucked by Jibei and just about every merchant in town. For FREE, you trash-whore. So don't give us a high price just because you're not ready."

"I am not a trash-whore. I am Ashibinasu, the whore-king."

"Is that so? Well then, your Cuntness, we'll give you all the worship you want!"

The pack of merchants lunged at Ashibinasu, pulling off his kimono. The ones who were fisting him pulled out and claimed him, grabbing his arms, legs, squeezing his nipples until they were perky. One of them was roughly pulling his sash loose. The lead dog ringed Ashibinasu's head with petals and bowed.

"All hail Ashi-chan, the whore-king!"

"Hail!"

"Hail!"

"Now suck and fuck us until we're satisfied, your Majesty..." one of the younger ones held up a knife close to his face. "Or we'll scar your face up so bad you'll never work again."

So Ashibinasu complied, doing every filthy act the merchants told him to do, filthy acts that he lived for, but when he wanted to, and when he was adequately paid for it. He had been taken violently before, at Chijitsu---but he had been already naked, they had already paid him, and he was expecting a fuck, he was just too tired to do it with so many at that time. Then there was at Shokusai, long ago, when that samurai had not paid him, but again, he had been naked and had already gotten fucked. But this was completely by surprise, he was dressed for a reason---he did not want to fuck at the moment, but against his will, his beautiful clothes were yanked off of him, like a secret gift box opened as the wrapping was torn off of it, his vulnerable body exposed by force to those hungry merchants, like he was their porcelain doll and they were entitled to do anything to it, anytime, anywhere.

He gave up his love again and again to the soulless merchants, he allowed them to invade his body and he, under knife-point, actively and sluttily defiled himself, squealing on their cue, writhing on their cue, gagging on their cue, giving them what turned them on the most--the wide fearful eyes of a soon-to-be-raped virgin, the sensual gentleness of sexed-out bliss, the uncontrollable, demented  laughter of a fucked silly-cumwhore, the limp jerking of an empty-headed sex doll, the mechanical sucking of a needy mouth that gravitated mechanically to cocks, the wanton displaying of his wrecked hole, dripping, oozing as he gazed at them from between his spread thighs, thrusting his hips back in total and complete offering while he let his creamed tongue wag, the dutiful, closed-eyed blowjob, the grotesque open-eyed blowjob as he gobbled up six cocks at once, stretching his jaw and distorting his cheeks so he looked like some sex monster. They controlled what acts he did--if they said suck their balls he sucked their balls, but he controlled his own reactions, and he used those reactions with expert precision to turn them on, to get them off for the final time----and the sooner they dumped their last loads--in his mouth, ass, eyes, on his stomach, wherever, he hoped the sooner they'd get that knife away from his face.

----

Ashibinasu worked all the next day, some merchants coming back for seconds. The streetcleaners were pissed at the mess, and hurled all manner of obscenities at him. When night fell, he went to his same corner, even though the wild merchants were probably waiting for him.

But before he got there, someone grabbed him by his sleeve.

"Please, let me go."

"The great Ashibinasu..do you remember me?"

Ashibinasu blinked.

"No, love, I'm afraid I don't."

"You've had so many over the years, I didn't expect you too. I too, shamelessly live my life in pursuit of pleasure, and have had many men--though I prefer to top." The younger man, narrow and lithe but with not a gaunt face, offered him a good amount of  ryo. "But unlike those assholes last night, I always pay the going rate." The young man grinned.

Ashibinasu's eyes widened.

"You're...you're the Black Eel that took me on the stage the first time..." He clutched his cane tightly. "St-stay away, I'll beat you with this cane."

"Relax, Great Ashibinasu. I'm not out for revenge for my 'brethren'. I ditched them a long time ago." Ashibinasu relaxed. "Your ass was the best I've ever tasted. And I've sampled many dishes."

"I hope you don't want a relationship," Ashibinasu warned.

"Love isn't for men like us. There's only the pleasure..." he stroked his face, planting a kiss on his lips. Ashi smiled. "Sin is the only thing that makes us feel alive..." They locked lips and tongues, sharing their saliva. The young man pulled away and scowled. "But you won't live for much longer if you can't fight off some two-bit Manzoku gangsters."

Ashibinasu saddened. The young man must have witnessed his humiliation the previous night.

"Well, with my legs, it's somewhat difficult."

the young man grinned.

"But not--impossible." He grabbed him firmly by the hand. "Come with me."
RONIN GIRL Erotic Collection 1
I wanted to take all of the stories in the description and put in one large thing.

Included are: Wasurejimo, Oharu, and Ashibinasu. 

I will also put Takako in here too, will be three scenes. 
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A white thing flashed into view--Takako had a few moments to fire a rock at one of them and then run up to them through the grass and cut the Gansekis' tendons. But the white flash came out of nowhere, and so she swung haphazardly. 
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Final updated timeline, which I could only make by following Ashi around. Stuff in the comic doesn't necessarily reflect this, but hopefully I'll update the comic. ^^

As for Takako it's still fuzzy, since I know where she is age 10 and under, age 15, and age 19, but still have to account for the other years. ^^


Age 28 and under - Lord of Nagaki Castle and Village
Age 28- 38 - prostitute at Shokusai Brothel
Age 38-39 - prostitute at Chijitsu Brothel
Age 39 -40 - prostitute at various East Daisatsu brothels
Age 40-41 - prostitue at Shiratari Brothel
Age 41-43 - prostitute at Fuyuzare Brothel
Age 43-44 - prostitute in verywhere else in Daisatsu, at inn outside of Yamakawa
Age 44-      prostitute at Torii Brothel, Iruka Brothel 
Age 44-47 - Street prostitute 
Age 47 48 - slave, various places
Age 50 onwards - Freelance prostitute 
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Uh-oh, it's a battle of the Kings! Who comes out on top? 

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Hey thank you for all of the favorites. It really means a lot to mean. Also that picture of Cloud and Hojo was pretty funny. It brought back memories of playing Final Fantasy VII which is actually an inspiration for RONIN. Funny. XD Anyways keep on rocking dude!
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