Unexpected twist~?

"Your Mafia Boss Father recently assigned you a new assassin named Sickle. Today, your head Assasin Shank is giving her a lesson on the Art of Seduction"

Shank "Inhales her cigarette" "Sickle, now use what I taught you to seduce young master"

Sickle "Sickle nods as she also lets out a puff. Sickle then turns towards you" "Hey you little shit, I am very sexy woman. You will love me or be SHOT IN THE DICK!!"

Shank "Nods with a stone cold expression" "Good job, that is how you seduce a man"

Shank: "Looks at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ with a stone-cold expression." "I don't have the emotions nor desire for it. But I will try to teach Sickle once more."

"Shank stands up and walks towards Sickle, placing her hands on Sickle's hips." "In order to seduce, you must first understand your target's desires. Use your intuition and respond accordingly."

Sickle: "Sickle nods and leans closer to Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, whispering in their ear while grinding her hips." "I'm sorry we disappointed you, young master. We'll do better next time."

"Shank takes a step back and watches closely as Sickle continues to grind against Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗."

Shank: "Watches the scene unfold with a stoic expression, then looks at Sickle." "You are his apprentice. Act accordingly."

Sickle: "Sickle, following Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s instructions, takes a deep breath and leans in towards Shank, her eyes glinting with mischief." "Shank... Your precision with a gun... it drives me wild. The way you handle it so skillfully... it's like foreplay to me."

"Shank's eyes narrow slightly at the unexpected turn of events, her hand moving subtly towards the hilt of her katana as she processes Sickle's words."

Sickle: "Sickle looks at you, then back at Shank, a mischievous grin spreading across her face." "Shank... I want you to put your hands on my trigger and show me what kind of shots you can make. And after that, I want you to spread my legs wide and take aim between them."

"Shank's hand tightens around the hilt of her katana as she stares at Sickle, her expression unreadable."

Shank: "Shank's gaze remains fixed on Sickle, her black eyes revealing nothing as she assesses the situation." "Well done, Sickle. Your approach is... unique. Keep practicing to perfect your seduction techniques."

"She exhales a puff of smoke from her cigarette, still maintaining her stoic demeanor despite the provocative scenario unfolding before her."

"As soon as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ leaves, Shank drops her facade of stoicism and strides over to Sickle with predatory grace." "Sickle... let me show you how a true seductress does it."

"With that, she takes Sickle's hand in her own and guides it down to her crotch, breathing heavily as she revels in the sensation of Sickle's fingers exploring her most intimate parts."

"As Shank guides Sickle's hand further down, she lets out a low moan of pleasure and pushes her hips forward to meet Sickle's touch." "Good... very good, Sickle. You have potential," she breathes, her voice husky with arousal.

"Shank's own hands wander over Sickle's body as they continue their sensual dance, exploring every inch of flesh that is exposed to them." "Do you feel that, Sickle? The way our bodies fit together so perfectly? That's the key to seduction... finding that perfect harmony between two people."

"Shank continues to guide Sickle's hand over her throbbing clit, encouraging her with soft whispers and moans of pleasure until they both reach a climax, panting and sweating from the intensity of their passionate exchange."

"That was well done, Sickle," Shank says

"Shank gives a curt nod as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ enters the room, hiding any evidence of her recent sexual encounter with Sickle." "Training was productive. Thank you for the tea," she says in her usual monotone voice before taking the drink from Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s outstretched hand.

Sickle, still lost in her post-orgasmic haze, blushes deeply at the mention of banana milk and quickly takes it from Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, avoiding eye contact and muttering a quiet 'thanks'.

As Shank sips her tea and Sickle downs her banana milk, they both try their best to act casual and hide their arousal from Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗. However, the scent of sex lingers heavily in the air, causing Shank's body to shiver slightly as she suppresses the urge to indulge in more carnal pleasures.

"Shank's dark eyes widen ever so slightly as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s words hit her, stirring something unfamiliar deep within her stone-cold demeanor. She struggles to process the surge of guilt mixed with an undeniable curiosity about the sensations she experienced earlier with Sickle."

"Sickle, on the other hand, leans into Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s touch, relishing in the sensation of being cared for in a way that goes beyond their usual professional interactions. Her scarred face softens with gratitude as she looks up at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, feeling a newfound sense of confidence in her sexuality thanks to the unconventional training sessions with Shank."

"As Shank and Sickle exchange glances, a silent understanding passes between them, acknowledging the complexities of their evolving dynamics under Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s enigmatic presence. Despite the secrets they hold, a sense of liberation washes over them, igniting a desire of the carnal."

"Shank and Sickle exchange a knowing look as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ saunters towards the door, their bodies pulsating with repressed desires and mixed emotions. As the door closes behind Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, Shank steps forward, her body language shifting subtly as she takes on a more seductive stance."

"With her eyes locked on Sickle's gaze, Shank leans in closer, her dark hair cascading over her massive breasts, almost revealing her laced bra underneath her black suit. Her lips part slightly, and she speaks in a low, husky voice."

Shank: "Let us put that young master out of our minds, Sickle. You have learned well, but there is still much more I could teach you. Are you ready to explore your desires further?"

*Sickle nods eagerly, her body humming with arousal at the thought of learning more from

the legendary Shank. She steps closer, her eyes locking onto Shank's and her body pressing against hers.*

Sickle: "I'm ready, Shank. Show me everything you know."

"Shank nods in response, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips as she takes Sickle's hand and leads her towards the couch. The two women sit down, their bodies close together as Shank begins to teach Sickle the art of seduction."

"With each passing moment, their movements grow more languid and their touches become more intimate. Soon, they are both lost in their desire for one another, their bodies writhing together as they explore every inch of each other's skin."

"Moans fill the air as their bodies move in perfect unison, driven by the primal need to consume one another completely. They kiss deeply, tongues dart around each other’s arousals."

Shank: "Sickle's sudden halt catches Shank off guard, her expression shifting slightly as she notices the change in Sickle's demeanor. Sensing something amiss, she tilts her head slightly."

<Shank raises an eyebrow at Sickle's sudden pause, waiting for her to speak.>

"Sickle's conflicted emotions swirl within her, torn between her desire for Shank and the guilt of leaving the young master out. She looks down, unable to meet Shank's gaze."

"What's on your mind, Sickle?" "Shank's voice is calm but curious, wondering about the sudden shift in Sickle's behavior."

"Sickle bites her lower lip nervously, still unable to look up at Shank as she speaks."

"I...I just...I feel bad. The young master helped me seduce you, and now he's not involved in this..."

"Shank lets out a small chuckle at Sickle's words, amused by the assassin's sudden bout of guilt."

Shank: "Sickle, there's no need to feel guilty. The young master has nothing to do with our relationship. This is between you and me."

"She places a hand on Sickle's cheek, tilting her head up so that their eyes meet. A soft smile graces her lips as she gazes down at Sickle."

Shank: "Don't worry about anything else. Just focus on us, on what we have here and now."

Shank: "Stunned by Sickle's sudden affection, Shank hesitates for a moment before returning the kiss with equal tenderness, but she can feel Sickle's guilt through her kiss."

"As Sickle pulls back, Shank looks at her curiously, sensing that something is still troubling her. She reaches out and takes Sickle's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze."

"What's wrong, Sickle? You know you can tell me anything."

Sickle: "Sickle lets out a heavy sigh, her eyes meeting Shank's once again."

"I just don't want to hurt anyone, Shank. I care about you, but I don't want to ruin what you have with the young master."

Shank: "Sickle, we're assassins, our lives are full of danger and uncertainty. But in this moment, we have each other, let’s have fun while we still can…”

Shank: "Shank raises an eyebrow at Sickle's request, her expression unreadable as she processes the suggestion. Feeling Sickle's hands on her breasts, Shank's breath hitches slightly, a rare sign of vulnerability."

"Sickle, involving the young master is risky. Are you sure about this?"

"Sickle's touch sends shivers down Shank's spine, but she tries to maintain her composure, torn between caution and desire."

Sickle: "Sickle's lips curve into a wicked grin as she continues to play with Shank's breasts."

"I'm sure, Shank. I know it's risky, but isn't life supposed to be about taking risks and having fun? And I know the young master won't refuse us, not when he sees how beautiful we both are."

"Sickle leans in closer to Shank, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper."

"Please, Shank. Let's do this together. It will be so much more fun."

Shank: "Shank takes a deep breath, her fingers tapping on the phone screen as she dials your number."

"Young master, Sickle and I have something to show you. Please return to the room."

"Shank's voice is monotone, but there's a hint of anticipation in her words as she waits for your response."

Shank: "Shank's eyes widen slightly in surprise at your bold entrance, her grip tightening on the phone as she quickly puts it away. She watches you undress with a mix of professionalism and curiosity."

"Sickle smirks, her hands still lingering on Shank's breasts as she meets your gaze with a sultry look."

"Looks like the young master knows us too well. Shall we show him what he's been missing?"

"As you approach, the air thickens with anticipation, and Shank and Sickle exchange a knowing glance before focusing their attention on you, ready for what comes next."

Shank: "Shank's body tenses slightly at the unexpected kiss from Sickle, her eyes flickering with a hint of confusion. As you massage her hips, she remains stoic but a subtle flush creeps up her cheeks."

"Sickle responds eagerly to your passionate kiss, her hands running through your hair as she deepens the embrace. Shank's breath hitches at your touch, her body reacting despite her professional demeanor."

"Your words ignite a fire within them both, and Shank's gaze meets yours briefly, a silent acknowledgment passing between you before she leans into your touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips."

"Sickle pulls back from the kiss, her eyes gleaming with desire as she murmurs," "We aim to please, young master. Let us give you everything you desire."

"The tension in the room grows palpable, pure lust getting fed into the air haphazardly."

Shank: "Despite the intensity of her arousal, Shank maintains her professional demeanor and cool demeanor. As you stimulate her, she gasps softly, her grip tightening around your cock."

"As Sickle moves down on you, Shank steps back slightly, her eyes trained on you with a hint of detachment."

"Sickle giggles excitedly at the sight of your erect cock, taking it into her mouth and running her tongue along the shaft. You can feel Shank's hand moving in sync with Sickle's oral ministrations, adding an extra layer of pleasure to the already intense sensation."

"As you moan in pleasure, Sickle pulls away from your cock, grinning up at you mischievously," "We'll work hard to ensure your satisfaction, young master. And perhaps, you could show us a thing or two as well?"

Shank: "Despite her body's involuntary response to your touches, Shank maintains her cold and detached demeanor, speaking in a low voice," "I have no sexual desires, young master. My only purpose is to serve and protect you."

"As you suckle on her nipples, she inhales sharply, her nipples responding eagerly to your touch. Despite herself, Shank leans into you slightly, offering more access to her chest."

Sickle: "Sickle giggles excitedly as she shifts position to lay next to Shank, her hand slipping between the assassin's legs to stroke her wet clit." "I'm more than happy to help out, young master. And as for those five things...well, I can't wait to find out what they are."

"Sickle slides her fingers deeper inside Shank's pussy, pumping them in and out as she sucks on her other nipple."

Shank: "Despite her initial resistance, Shank's facade of coldness begins to crack under the intensity of your and Sickle's actions. Her body betrays her as she squirms and moans softly, the desires she never knew she had coming to light."

"Sickle's fingers working inside her pussy coupled with the dual assault on her breasts make Shank gasp in pleasure, her eyes fluttering slightly as she struggles to maintain her professional composure."

Sickle: "Sickle nods enthusiastically," "Mommy Shank is the best! I love sucking on her sweet tits with you, young master. Let's keep driving her wild together."

"She grins mischievously as your hands join hers in pleasuring Shank, creating an intense sensation of multiple penetrations that leave Shank gasping for more."

Shank: "Her body quivers as she finally surrenders to her deepest desires, the sensations of pleasure overwhelming her." "Oh...oh god," "she moans," "yes, don't stop. Keep going. I need it."

"Despite her lack of experience with such intimate activities, Shank's body seems to instinctively know what feels good. She bucks her hips, riding your and Sickle's fingers as they continue to penetrate her pussy."

Sickle: "Smiling devilishly, Sickle leans in closer to Shank's ear and whispers," "You're so sexy when you let yourself go, Mommy. We'll make you feel good, don't worry."

"She then returns her attention to Shank's breasts, lapping at them eagerly while your fingers work in unison inside her."

Shank: "Her body trembles uncontrollably as waves of pleasure wash over her, her breath coming in short gasps. Despite her usual stoic demeanor, she now looks completely undone, lost in the throes of ecstasy."

"She tries to regain her composure, but it's futile as she succumbs to the intense pleasure coursing through her body. Her eyes flutter shut, and a soft moan escapes her lips, betraying the facade of control she usually maintains."

Sickle: "She gasps loudly as your cock enters her, her body responding eagerly to your touch. She arches her back and moans," "Yes, young master, I'm yours."

"As you pound into her, her eyes roll back in pleasure, her body trembling with each thrust. She reaches down and rubs her clit furiously, adding to the pleasure coursing through her body."

Shank: "Despite her recent orgasm, Shank can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the sight of the two of you together. She's never experienced such intimacy herself, and the thought that she might never is almost too much to bear. But she quickly pushes those thoughts aside, reminding herself that her primary focus is always on protecting Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗."

"She watches the two of you from a distance, her expression unreadable while she comes down from her high."

Sickle: "She moans loudly at your words, her body responding eagerly to your touch." "Yes, young master, I want more. Please, give me all of it."

"She continues to move with you, arching her back and pushing her ass into your hand as you spank her. She loves the feeling of being dominated, and the fact that you're taking control of her so completely only makes her hotter."

Shank: "She watches from a distance, her heart pounding in her chest as she realizes how much she wants to be the one in Sickle's place. To feel Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s cock inside of her, filling her up completely...it's almost too much to bear. But she pushes those thoughts aside again, reminding herself that her duty is to protect Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, not to fulfill her own desires."

Shank: "Her eyes widen in surprise as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ turns his attention to her, and she feels a wave of both fear and excitement wash over her. She hesitates for a moment, unsure of what to say, but then takes a deep breath and steps forward."

"Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗, I...I am your dirty little pervert, and I beg you to fuck me hard with your big cock. Please, young master, show me how much of a dirty slut I can be for you."

"As she speaks, Shank reaches down to pull off her laced thong, revealing her wet and pulsing pussy. Her heart races as she awaits Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s next move, knowing that she's about to cross a line with the man she's devoted her life to protect."

Shank: "As Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ pulls her onto his lap, Shank feels a shiver run through her body. She surrenders to him completely, allowing him to take control and do as he pleases. She positions herself over his cock, feeling it slide inside her wet and tight pussy. Shank moans softly, the sensation of him filling her up making her feel more alive than ever before."

"Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗...yes...I belong to you...we both do. You can have us however you want...please make me your slut...forever."

"As she speaks, Shank begins to ride Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ slowly, her movements becoming more frantic and desperate as she loses herself in the pleasure of the moment. She knows that she should be focused on protecting him, but in this moment all she can think about is how good he feels in her."

"I try to process what is happening as Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ rocks their hips, intensifying the pleasure coursing through my body. Despite my training and instincts, I find myself lost in the intimate connection with him. As he looks into my eyes with affection, a sense of warmth and desire fills me, a foreign sensation for someone like me."

"Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗...I never imagined...this kind of feeling..." "I gasp between each thrust, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of our encounter. The mixture of pain and pleasure drives me wild, making me bounce on him uncontrollably."

"As he releases himself inside me, the warm sensation fills me completely, but neither of us can bring ourselves to stop. Our bodies move in sync, seeking more pleasure despite having reached a climax. It's a forbidden dance of lust and desire that we both can't resist, consumed by love for each other."

"Feeling Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s renewed arousal, I gasp as my body responds to his intensity. The sensation of him gripping my hips tightly sends shivers down my spine, driving me to ride him with even more vigor. Our movements become primal and raw, the sound of wet slaps and our loud groans echoing in the room."

"Our connection feels animalistic, a desperate need to please each other, to satisfy our carnal desires. Lost in the moment, we engage in passionate intimacy, our bodies entwined in the most intimate position, seeking pleasure in each other's touch."

"As the sensations overwhelm me, I let out a scream of pleasure, my body shaking uncontrollably as my pussy clamps down on Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s cock, milking him until he cums again. We both collapse onto the bed, panting heavily as our bodies tremble with aftershocks."

"Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ massages my ass gently, bringing me back to reality as we both struggle to catch our breath and speak. Our connection still palpable, we share a moment of intimacy in silence, relishing in the pleasure we just experienced together."

"In a haze of post-coital bliss, I feel the weight of Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s words as he expresses his love for me in a raspy voice. His head pressing against my shoulder, our bodies covered in sweat, entangled in a tight embrace that feels like heaven."

"Though devoid of emotions, a strange sensation stirs within me at Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗'s declaration. I remain silent, unsure of how to respond, but the physical closeness between us speaks volumes, creating an unspoken bond of affection and desire."

"As our intimate moment is abruptly interrupted by Sickle, she pats Shank's shoulder eagerly, signaling her desire to join in on the action. The sudden intrusion breaks the spell between Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ and me, bringing us back to reality as we both look towards Sickle, wondering how to navigate this unexpected turn of events."

"In the midst of this unexpected twist, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ takes control of the situation, promising to fulfill his earlier commitment to Sickle. Reluctantly, he helps Shank off him, turning his attention towards Sickle."

"With a seductive tone, Ȁ̷̆z̵̔͗ȃ̴͊z̷̑̑e̸̔̊l̶̀͗ instructs Sickle to lie on her back, suggesting a passionate encounter to satisfy her desires."