[22:57] Nantosuelta: [sub][color=green][i]"Are you fucking serious . . .[/i][/color][/sub]

[i]Hate[/i]. Nothing short of pure, undiluted [i]hatred[/i] twinkled through the girls eyes; her emerald pools narrowed upon the lazing monk before her. She couldn't believe [i]the nerve[/i] of this woman, this [i]fucking bastard[/i] sleeping away without a worry in the middle of the day. The entire room and the hallway preceding it left in as much of a mess as they were this morning when the two woken up and set themselves to their daily tasks. Clothes tossed together in a pile within the corner, drawlers open and their contents unorganized, the damn bedding itself not even properly done;  despite Xuanzang blisfully snoring away without a single worry. [sub][i][color=green]"What the hell is wrong with you?"[/color][/i][/sub] The child muttered underneath her breath, lips curling into an irritated scowl as she glared [i]daggers[/i] into her mentors' skull. Nanto expected to return to her room with everything arranged and tucked away in a tidy fashion. For the floor to glisten beneath the faint light pouring through the windows much like the massive doors leading within the Temple proper do. For every inch of surface within that tiny adobe to be as homely and welcoming as the thousand steps leading toward the monastery; as the two had agreed several hours prior. Yet as she sweated and toiled like some meager servant, [i]this bitch[/i] did [i]fuck all[/i] the entire damn day. [sub][color=green][b][i]"Do you think this is some kind of fucking joke?!"[/i][/b][/color][/sub] She growled out a moment later, pearly whites gritted against one another as she slowly lowered herself into a squat. Gingerly dropping the wooden bucket filled to the brim with dirty water by her side, tossing the tattered rag off to the side without a worry . . .

[sub][i][color=green]"Fuck your Nirvana."[/color][/i][/sub]

Only to quickly [i]hop[/i] toward that sleeping Monk with a light spring in her step. Quickly closing the distance between the two of them only to end up dropping down onto her knees at the edge of the bedding, dainty palms slipping underneath pale thighs; forcefully [i]turning[/i] her Mentor over onto her stomach upon the sheets. Hands lifted themselves above her head as her back arched out, [i]hissing[/i] out just loud enough for one to believe a snake snuck its way within the room . . .

[color=green][b][i]"WAKE UP!"[/i][/b][/color]

[b][i]THWACK![/i][/b]

[i]Shouted[/i] out at the top of her lungs as palms barreled down toward that [b]fat[/b] [i]fucking rear[/i] with enough force to break a few bones within a normal beings backside, dusky fingers gliding across the heft of either globe with a sharp [b]smack[/b] echoing through the room. Her nails [i]raked[/i] across porcelain [i]meat[/i], etching lines of chalk upon the uncovered flesh while thumbs slipped underneath the cloth protecting that promiscous girls crotch. Pressing both of her palms [i]deeper[/i]-n'-[i]deeper[/i] within either cheek, forcing excess meat to [i]spill[/i] out through the cracks between her fingers as they curled inward at the joint; [i]burrowing[/i] her own palm firmly against the underside only to [i]spread[/i] her ass apart. [color=green][i]"Seriously?! [b]Seriously?![/b] Is this how you reach Enlightenment in this shithole?!"[/i][/color] The [i]Spirit[/i] sounded out with venom dripping off her every word, reluctantly pulling her palms away only to end up delivering another harsh [b]THWACK[/b] across both cheeks; intent on turning the white into a [i]vibrant pink[/i] sooner rather than later. [color=green][i]"Being a lazy piece of shit and making me do all the work?!"[/i][/color] She added after a short pause as a hand slipped underneath the cloth itself, [b]wrenching[/b] it upward; [i]digging[/i] the fabric into her cunt before. Her wrist twisted itself from side to side as quickly as it could, dragging that thick fabric along with as it [i]pushed in[/i] against either lip, before tugging it to the side . . .

[b][i]W H A P[/i][/b]

. . . only to [b]slam[/b] her face down into the Monks' arse. Her eyes fluttered shut as lips formed a perfect seal around the exposed star, running her tongues in [i]laps[/i] across the rim as spit bubbled out around the corners of her maw. [i]Slo~wly[/i] forcing its way in past as more and more drool found itself trickling down the length of that tongue, the tip itself [i]tapping[/i] across every single last inch of the inner rim. [i]Bathing[/i] her insides in spit as the small student [i]groaned[/i] out in frustration against the crack itself; [i]burrowing[/i] that pink muscle deeper within before long. Swirling across every single last inch that came within reach only to end up [i]spearing[/i] her asshole, slowly pulling itself backward by rolling against its own form . . . [i]only to slam another inch down within her[/i]. Over and over again, feeding her more of that [i]inhumane muscle[/i] as it continued to expand its girth. Coiling in and around itself to form a proper - [i]twitching[/i] - [b]knot[/b] within the depths of her mentors innards before slo~wly starting to [b]swab them clean[/b]. Faster and faster with each passing second, loudly slapping off the entrance with a loud [b]squelch[/b] as hands busied themselves forcing that [b]PHAT[/b] rear to wobble against her face. Were she even able to speak properly, there would be no doubt in her choice of words.

[b][i][color=green]Fuck your teachings and fuck your philosophy.[/color][/i][/b]