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Talia Carlton’s life was a mosaic made of little shards that seemed meaningless when viewed separately, her youth, her beauty, her fiery spirit that flared with such passion, had led to this moment where she was dressed as a Geisha, kneeling, her head bowed, and her soft eyes demurely lowered waiting for Tagaya-sama her Lord and Master. Nothing in her sheltered life in Springfield, or her college days in North Hampton and Smith College would have normally led Talia to be kneeling in Isko Tagaya castle, a concubine to satisfy his carnal lust. Suddenly there was a flurry of activity as Choko and Ayameko came scurrying to kneel just behind Talia, making Talia Carlton the center of attention of the little tableau as they giggled,
“ Tagaya-sama is coming.”
Isko Tagaya entered the room his physical presence palatable as he towered over the kneeling young beauties.
“Choko, Ayameko you have done Well.”
He spoke to both young Japanese girls in English for his little western Geisha’s benefit before he repeated his sparing words of praise in Japanese for the girls who beamed with unabashed pleasure at their Master’s words of praise.
“ Rise Miss Carlton and disrobe me.”
Tagaya was still dressed in his Imperial Japanese naval uniform. Choko and Ayameko rose to fetch a black, gold embroidered kimono for their Master once Talia had removed his western dress.
“Do you play any musical instruments Miss Carlton.”
Isko had demonstrated that the Prussian hair cut he favored, was not the only aspects of Prussian culture he attired to. He had also proved, with Talia’s rape, that he practiced Heir Bismarck’s philosophy of An Iron fist, in a velvet glove. He had brutally claimed her virginity, but then had been the most gentle and tender of lovers when he had taken her again. Talia had little choice but to obey his softly uttered command. She was alone, isolated by culture and language in a foreign land and no one knew as of yet that she was missing.
“I trust that I will not have to use harsher measure Miss Carlton in our relationship. As I have said you will please me with your lithe gorgeous young body in any way that I desire, your heart and your mind is yours.”
Tagaya drew a deep breath as Choko and Ayameko came to him with the black, gold embroidered kimono.
“When you have finished disrobing me Miss Carlton you may remove your clothing as I wish to see your body once more.”
Isko Tagaya knew that he was pushing Talia Carlton, yet he wished to see if the young western beauty would choose the Iron fist to become the little martyr to her pious western distain for him or the velvet glove to appear to become his aiko, beloved.
“ Tagaya-sama is coming.”
Isko Tagaya entered the room his physical presence palatable as he towered over the kneeling young beauties.
“Choko, Ayameko you have done Well.”
He spoke to both young Japanese girls in English for his little western Geisha’s benefit before he repeated his sparing words of praise in Japanese for the girls who beamed with unabashed pleasure at their Master’s words of praise.
“ Rise Miss Carlton and disrobe me.”
Tagaya was still dressed in his Imperial Japanese naval uniform. Choko and Ayameko rose to fetch a black, gold embroidered kimono for their Master once Talia had removed his western dress.
“Do you play any musical instruments Miss Carlton.”
Isko had demonstrated that the Prussian hair cut he favored, was not the only aspects of Prussian culture he attired to. He had also proved, with Talia’s rape, that he practiced Heir Bismarck’s philosophy of An Iron fist, in a velvet glove. He had brutally claimed her virginity, but then had been the most gentle and tender of lovers when he had taken her again. Talia had little choice but to obey his softly uttered command. She was alone, isolated by culture and language in a foreign land and no one knew as of yet that she was missing.
“I trust that I will not have to use harsher measure Miss Carlton in our relationship. As I have said you will please me with your lithe gorgeous young body in any way that I desire, your heart and your mind is yours.”
Tagaya drew a deep breath as Choko and Ayameko came to him with the black, gold embroidered kimono.
“When you have finished disrobing me Miss Carlton you may remove your clothing as I wish to see your body once more.”
Isko Tagaya knew that he was pushing Talia Carlton, yet he wished to see if the young western beauty would choose the Iron fist to become the little martyr to her pious western distain for him or the velvet glove to appear to become his aiko, beloved.