Rape of Martial Arts girl

[AnalViolation]

This story takes place in ancient Japan. I’m sure there are many historical inaccuracies, but please don’t worry about those! This is one part martial arts saga, one part rape story. Please leave a comment if you like it!

The old samurai looked down from this vantage point on the cliff and enjoyed what he saw. Down below, there was a girl, petite and beautiful, stretching in the early morning sunlight. She was extremely supple, easily falling into a perfect split, or lifting her leg over her head. Although she looked slim at first glance, if you looked closely, you might see her legs were unusually toned and muscular for a woman.

The samurai’s name was Jinnai. In his youth, he had been a well-known warrior. He was an expert swordsman and hand-to-hand combatant. He was also master of the art of Taihou-jutsu (逮捕術)
(Taihou-jutsu. Literally the “Art of Capture” – used by Samurai to subdue rogue criminals. It includes methods to disarm and immobilize.)
Now, all he wished to do was retire, live peacefully and raise a family. But there was a problem. He had yet to find a wife. Jinnai was already 65 years old, but he wanted a young girl. After a life lived hard, he wanted to die with a pretty little thing enthusiastically impaling herself on his sword.

He had traveled the land for a while, searching for someone suitable. Eventually, he had heard some rumors of a very peculiar girl living on the outskirts of a nearby village in the mountains. The daughter of a local martial arts expert, she had learned karate from a young age. Although the training was brutal, her father had spoiled her in other respects. Unlike the other local girls, who were brought up docile and respectful, she was willful and proud. She believed that she was equal to a man in combat and she had already beaten some of the local village boys bloody when they had come calling.

Physically speaking, she was ideal. Her tight little body was different from the very soft courtesans that he was used to and this pleased him. However, at present, she would not make a good wife. Their household would have no harmony. It would be necessary to first teach her what her place in life was. Of course, that would be part of the fun. He had grown hard watching her and he ached to go down and begin her re-education. However, it wouldn’t do to humble her in this isolated place. Her humiliation would have to be more public for it to be affective. Her withdrew and began to plan…

…

Two days later, Mayuna walked into the village square. Although most of her time was spent training, about once a week, she would come into the village main to buy food and necessities. As usual, the village was bustling with activity. Mayuna knew all of the villagers by sight. All the villagers also knew her (indeed, many of the boys had grown up fantasizing about her) But today, there was an unfamiliar man lounging in the square. His casual slouch marked him as someone used to being obeyed. Of course, she was used to that type of man. It seemed the world was full of them, strutting about like peacocks. But even worse was his expression. He was staring shamelessly at the women around him, a lecherous look on his face. As she drew close, he locked eyes with her. Most woman would have immediately dropped their gaze, but she returned his stare openly.

“Oi, girl”, he called out. “You there! Fetch me some sake!”
She stiffened, enraged at his casual tone.

“Get it yourself grandfather,” she bit out through clenched teeth.

But he only smiled and stepped boldly into her path. Dropping the bag that she was carrying, Mayuna dropped into a relaxed fighting stance.

“I don’t want any trouble grandfather.”

By now, the others in the square had stopped what they were doing and were watching the commotion. The old man laughed loudly and gestured “come on” with two fingers. She saw red. Moved lightly on the balls of her feet, she closed the distance between them in an instant and threw a kick at the old samurai’s head. He gentled swayed out of the way, avoiding it. She continued to advance, throwing a barrage of kicks and punches. Each was effortlessly blocked or knocked aside. Finally, she saw a likely target: a suspicious bulge in the old man’s pants. She kicked with all her might at his groin. A wicked glint in his eye, he stepped around her kick and grabbed her leg with his left hand. His right hand darted out and struck a spot on her upper leg. A second later, he had let go and she was stumbling backwards.

At first she was surprised, not understanding what had happened. Then she felt a strange sensation near her groin. All of a sudden, she was very conscious of her bladder, which she had not yet emptied that morning. It felt as if it would burst. Her face went slack in shock as she fought to hold it in.

Jinnai was grinning like a madman, but his voice came out level, like a doctor giving a diagnosis. “I pushed a pressure point in your leg. Very soon, you’re going to lose control of your pelvic muscles.”

As if on cue, she felt a warm liquid trickle down her leg. The crowd began to whisper to each other. Some of the men in the crowd were pointing and laughing. She gasped and grabbed her crotch as if to stem the tide with her hands. Sinking to her knees, tears of humiliation burned on her eyes.

Jinnai stepped forward, hand on the hilt of his sword.
“Now then miss, if you want so badly to act like a man…”
His hand was a blur as he drew the blade and cut upwards in a single motion. Her shirt split in front.
“… then you don’t need to hide your chest, neh?”

She stared at him. Why was he doing this to her? This dishonor was all his fault. Gathering the last of her power, she sprang up and threw a powerful punch at the old man’s face, not caring that he could and probably would cut her down with his sword. But as if out of no-where, there was suddenly a rope in the old man’s hand. As she drew near, he gathered the rope into a loop and as if by magic, her fist went through the center. Drawing the loop tight, he twisted, jerking her body around. Grabbing her other hand, he swiftly tied them together with a few quick economical motions. It had all happened so fast that her mind had barely registered what had happened. Helpless, she struggled, but her hands were bound tightly.

The old man’s voice boomed out.
“Good people. I claim his woman for my own. From his day forth, she will be my wife. However… I know she has troubled you with her selfish actions. As her husband, I will take responsibility.” He paused for dramatic effect.
“While her maidenhead is mine to take, I will allow every man in this village to use her rear gate as he pleases.” With his, he grabbed her pee-stained paints and tore it off.

For one whole second, there was perfect silence. Mayuna didn’t understand. She had only the vaguest idea of what happened between a man and a woman. And she certainly didn’t know what he meant by “rear gate”. The man also, took a moment to process their good fortune. Then, as one, they all rushed forward, pulling out their manhoods from beneath their robes. The first man, a large fat fellow, grabbed Mayuna’s hips. With a deep bow to Jinnai, he thrust forward. Mayuna felt a sudden pressure on her anus. Her sphincter muscles resisted for a few moments and then it slipped inside of her. She screamed. It was a pain worse than anything she had ever felt during training. She writhed and struggled but Jinnai had a firm hand on her and she could not escape. However, the man, too excited, released his seed almost immediately (it was his first sex as well!) A dreamy smile had just crept onto his face, when the next man pushed him out of the way. Her anus was now slippery with cum and the next man penetrated her with ease. He had more stamina than the last and pounded away for 10 minutes before becoming one with the heavens. Each man took his turn with her. She bargained, threatened and pleaded but it was to no avail.

After the tenth, Jinnai held up his hand. Everyone stopped. Blood and cum were tripping from her anus, pooling together on the ground. He took a piece of cloth and wiped some of it away, gentle as a loving husband. Then he flipped her over onto her back. Mayuna tried to curl into a ball but at a gesture, some of the village men grabbed her legs and held them open. Jinnai gazed down at her flat, muscular stomach and tiny breasts. It would enjoy putting a child in there.

He drew his manhood out from beneath his kimono. The crowd gasped in appreciation and jealousy. It should be said, that Jinnai was also known as “Jinnai the Tetsubou” (鉄棒 = iron rod). Many people mistakenly thought it was due to his prowess with the weapon, but the real reason was clear once you saw him naked. He put the head of his tetsubou near her jade gate and poked gently, drawing some whimpers. He chuckled, then thrust hard, tearing through the skin over her vagina. The crowd cheered. Some of cheekier ones started licking her breasts. Jinnai savored the sensation. It was warm inside her, like coming home. No matter how cold the woman on the outside, this inner place of warm and comfort always existed. He began pumming. He thrust into her exactly 108 times and then released...

Several hours later, Jinnai carried her home. She didn’t protest. That morning, her greatest concern had been what sort of training she would do in the afternoon. Now, all she knew was that every man in the village has left their seed inside of her. She knew her place.

Jinnai slowly nursed her back to health and they lived together for 10 years before Jinnai died (as he had wanted to) They never once had an argument!