Evil Samurai In Cultivation World

Claude walked towards his table, grabbed Margaret's hand, and said. "Where do you want to go?"

Margaret smiled at him as she accepted his hand. "My place is close. How about we head there?"

"Perfect," Claude replied, and he pulled Margaret's hand as they walked out of the public house, leaving behind the unconscious Killian and Jonas by themselves.

"I suppose you're ready to leave, madam?" As soon as they exited the public house, a well dressed middle aged man approached the two and bowed his head in front of them with respect. Claude, acting intrigued, turned his gaze towards Margaret, who simply shrugged her shoulders and spoke with a smile, "He's my carriage driver. Don't you know who I am, Mr. Claude?"

"I only know a few things, Miss Margaret," said Claude as he walked forward, right behind the middle aged carriage driver who was leading them towards their carriage. "But I am relatively new in this town, so I'm not too informed about your financial situation..."

"Really now.." Margaret let out a chuckle as she held onto Claude's arms tightly.

The two sat next to each other inside a beautifully crafted carriage that was one of several carriages used by the Azure Lion Clan for short trips, and was merely a luxurious transport, giving more importance to its looks rather than protection. As Claude scanned the interior of the carriage, he realised that the Flair Family had made sure that no expenses were spared in making this luxurious mode of transport, with beautiful Gold Tooth Tiger leather and exotic hardwood on the inside.

"So, may I ask where are you from, Mr. Claude?" Margaret placed her right leg on Claude's and moved closer to him as she whispered in his ear. 

"I came from Southern Ariland, looking for opportunities here in the grand city of Soderberg," Claude immediately grabbed Margaret's chin and pulled her face close to his, and he spoke with a sly grin on his face. "But is this really the time for personal stories, Miss Margaret?"

Claude brushed her long hair out of her eyes, brought her chin higher and moved his head down as her lips pressed onto his.

"MMmmmmmm," Margaret moaned out loud as her arms went around his neck, brushing through his hair.

Claude slid his tongue across her bottom lip as he moved his hands across her long legs, and Margaret opened her mouth and began sucking on his tongue, kissing him hungrily and biting at his lips, as she moaned into his mouth.

Plop!

Claude pulled back all of a sudden and Margaret's lips left his with an audible wet sound, causing her to pout in frustration.

"Now, now.. let's not move so quickly. We have all night don't we?" Claude smiled at her as he stared deep into her eyes, and she drew a deep, staggered breath, feeling dazed, confused as she nodded her head in response.

The carriage took them through the crowded main street of the city and toward the entrance of the spectacular Azure Lion Clan Mansion that was overlooking the entire Soderberg city. 

The carriage stopped in front of the gigantic gate, and one of the guards walked towards the vehicle, lightly glanced at the carriage driver and the window, before whispering something to another guard, who walked up to the gate and opened it. The carriage drove through as soon as the giant gate opened, only stopping before a giant building that had a pair of large doors in front of it.

The carriage driver leapt off from the carriage, walked towards the door of the vehicle and opened it, and Claude and Margaret exited the carriage, Claude's hand on Margaret's waist as they walked. 

As he walked towards the building with the large doors, Claude was secretly scanning the surroundings, trying to get a clear understanding of the mansion and it's various sectors, mapping out the insides within his mind. He wasn't sure whether the rumour about Margaret killing her lovers after they had intercourse was true or not, but he wasn't willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. He had to make sure that he had an escape plan and escape route ready, and he also knew that he would only have very little time to execute it.

"Miss Margaret. I see that you're already back!" A young man who seemed to be in his late twenties and dressed in a butler's uniform met the both of them right in front of the large doors and Margaret waved her hand at him as she spoke with a smile on her face. "I know, I know…. I'm early today." She then grabbed the arm of Claude, pulled him closer and continued, "I guess I was simply lucky today."

Claude, who noticed the young man wearing the butler's outfit staring at him, nodded at him and reached out his hand to offer him a handshake.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Claude, a friend of Margaret."

"Oh, I apologise, Mr. Claude for I am but a mere butler. I am not worthy to shake the hand of Miss Margaret's friend. I hope you understand." The young man said as he waved both his hands in the air, and Claude nodded his head and retracted his hand. 

"Well then, if you would both follow me, I have set up the suite that you would be using today, Miss Margaret." The young butler led them inside the building and into a giant room which was filled with expensive items and a large bed.

The young butler left the room with a light bow, leaving the two alone.

Claude turned around, staring intensely at Margaret, who bit her lips in a seductive manner and said, "Come."

Margaret moved slowly, walking in her heels and swaying her hips and approached him, staring up at his face with her lustful eyes.

Claude grabbed her chin and pulled her body closer, and Margaret arched her back as he caressed her beautiful face with his hands. 

"Mhmmm..." Margaret grabbed his hand that was caressing her face and moved it closer to her mouth, and Claude began rubbing his thumb across her cherry lips. She opened her mouth and began nibbling on his finger, excitedly gobbling up his thumb as if she was hungry for it.

Claude then ran his other hand down to her cleavage, his eyes following, and began fondling it, and she moaned even louder.

"Good girl," Claude said as he leaned over and lifted her up effortlessly, and Margaret wrapped her legs around his waist as he gave her a long deep kiss.

"Oh god! You're so- Ahhh!" Her words were cut off as Claude bit her ear, which caused her to moan in pleasure. Passion permeated her lips, and Margaret returned his passion in kind, kissing him more furiously, reveling in the taste of his mouth and didn't break their kiss until he laid her down on the bed.

Claude's hands went to the back of her dress, and pulled it down with all his might tearing it as if it was made from paper with his powerful hands, and it fell to the floor in tatters, leaving Margaret in just her lingerie.

Margaret but her lips seductively, and Claude removed his clothes as he leaned forward towards her and pulled her p*anties to the side. 

He then flipped her over, causing her to gasp and his body pressed up behind her. His hands ran down her arms and her fingers interlocked with his while pressing his pelvis behind her, and she felt him entering her, causing her mouth to fall open with shock, pain and ecstasy. 

"Oh my god!!" Claude pushed harder and harder and she continued to stretch open for him, deeper and deeper as she moaned, impaled on this young man. He ran kisses up and down her neck and she leaned her head back onto his shoulder, grinding her back onto him, matching his rhythm.

Claude's hands stretched forward and landed on Margaret's breasts and began fondling them once again as he thrust in and out of her, and her eyes rolled back into her head, unable to think clearly.

"It feels so good….," Margaret purred out in between breaths, and Claude had a sinister smirk on his face as he pistoned into her, over and over. 

As she was about to climax, Claude grabbed her chin and forcefully tilted her face up to his mouth, kissing her hard. She returned the kiss desperately, as his tongue took control, increasing his tempo even further.

"Ahhhhh!" With a final thrust, Claude suddenly pushed all the way into Margaret, and she moaned louder than ever, entering a state of bliss and eyes flew open as she began convulsing in pleasure, before her vision went black and she slipped out of consciousness.

Claude, who noticed that Margaret had become unconscious, pulled out of her, walked towards his clothes that were laying down on the ground, and put them back on. 

He then turned around and walked towards the door, opened it and stepped out. 

"Now, let's check this place out..."