Foreign Correspondent

[haremfaery]

Talia followed in silence. It wasn't difficult to memorize the route, the long stairway must bypass many floors. This must be the Captain's private office where he could work and rest if need be should he have to stay close to his duties she thought before she was pushed into the room. She whirled to find the door slammed.

“Miss Carlton your ensemble is quite fetching my dear and the pale dove grey does suite your completion but it is time for you to remove your clothing for I have decided to take you as my newest concubine..”

She turned back to Tagaya with a frown. She could not believe that she heard him correctly. "I beg your pardon, sir. I came to see you for an interview, not to find a husband." She would not let this man intimidate her even though her throat was dry and her beat beat like the wings of a hummingbird. He was testing her mettle, that was all.

She knew it was considered bad form to look a Japanese in the eye, particularly one's superior. She did not consider the Captain her superior even if she showed him deference. She was not some Geisha he would do with as he willed.

"I would do as he says Miss Carlton. The Captain is a very determined man and he has paid quite handsomely for you." There was no mistaking Mr. Cumming’s sneering voice as he stepped from the shadow. "Now the Captain here knows what a woman like you is for, unlike the Major." Cummings caressed Talia’s cheek with the back of his hand.[/i]

Talia pulled back from Cummings and slapped his face as hard as she could. "You traitorous snake. You blackguard. You knave. You rogue. You scoundrel. You ... you cad." She ran out of breath and out of names to call him."

"Captain Tagaya our little Miss has been training for war so I am sure she will want to defend her honor. I shall leave you to get to know the Captain better Miss Carlton." Mr. Cummings turned to leave. Then paused at the door. "Oh and by the way, I will make sure that the major knows you have decided to cover the war from the Japanese lines and your baggage has been removed from Sagamore so there will be no rescue party to come and save you from a fate worse than death.

"I'll see you hanged for this!." She called after Cummings. She turned to Tagaya with fire in her eyes. "Return me to the Sagamore and we shall forget this ever happened. Do you really want the United States of America as an enemy? If I do not send regular reports to Major Pincheon and the Herald everyone will know something is wrong. They will come looking for me."

She would not be able to get the small lady's pistol out of her bag in time to use it. Tagaya was too close. It would have to be hand-to-hand until she could retrieve the knife in her boot. If he did overpower her, she would make sure he had a few scars to remember the encounter.

She moved into the stance that she had been taught. Her weight was evenly balanced so she could move in any direction. "It is not too late to do the honorable thing and let me go." She watched his eyes waiting for his attack.

 

[cgraven]

Talia pulled back from Cummings touch a pure azure fire burning in her stunning young eyes,

"You traitorous snake. You blackguard. You knave. You rogue. You scoundrel. You ... you cad."

Talia Carlton gaps the last of her venomous accusation in her righteous fury as she ran out of breath and out of names to call him."

"I'll see you hanged for this!"

Captain Isko Tagaya, like Major Pincheon before him, saw the flash of self-righteous, azure fire flare in the clear blue depth of Talia’s stunningly expressive eyes as the young beauty turned on him and firmly declared.

"Return me to the “Sagamore” and we shall forget this ever happened. Do you really want the United States of America as an enemy? If I do not send regular reports to Major Pincheon and the Herald everyone will know something is wrong. They will come looking for me."

“You are in the Imperil Japanese Naval Headquarters Miss Carlton. You have been betrayed by your own country man for a very poultry price given your obvious youth and beauty. No one is coming for you, and under Imperil Japanese law I own you body and soul Miss Carlton. Make no mistake my dear young lady you are my concubine……….Now remove your clothing Or I shall do it for you.”

Tagaya voice had remained deceptively calm almost detached, yet there was a hint of an iron will beneath the soft velvet tone of his words.

“Do not let me reach five Miss Carlton…….one… two…….three……”

Each word was softly spoken, clearly annunciated, each bringing Talia closer to a dark confrontation with this man who claimed to own her body and soul as if she was some pretty little Geisha doll that one could buy in the market place in its little glass shroud.

“……..four………FIVE!”

Isko Tagaya never showed any sign of agitation as he reached Five but merely reached for the auburn haired beauty. He was surprised at her quick and agile move to step from his grasp. Who ever had been training her knew a little of Oriental Marshal Arts. With a certain clinical admiration Tagaya was impress by the young auburn haired beauty’s efforts to defend herself, though awkward as they were. He spared with Talia for a few minutes to see just what she had learned, then he moved to his left checked the movement sung right and pinched a nerve in the girl’s neck that sent her crumpling to the floor, unconscious for the moment. Quickly he swept Talia into his arms and carried her to the bed. It took only moments to bind her dainty wrists above her head, remove her boots and then bound both her trim little ankles to the bed posts. As Talia regained consciousness Tagaya smiled down into her blazing azure blue eyes.

“ As you were reluctant to remove your clothing as I requested Miss Carlton I shall now do it myself.”

Isko Tagaya slowly drew a small katana knife from beneath his uniform jacket. The golden light of the room danced along the keen edge of the knife as he slowly lowered that deadly sharp knife till the cold steel of the blade caressed the soft flawless warmth of Talia’s Cheek.

“Shall we start Miss Carlton for I am anxious to see what I have purchased.”

As he spoke he slowly began to cut the buttons from Talia’s dove grey jacket. One by one as the keen edge of the Captain’s small katana caressed the little pearl buttons they popped free and Talia’s jacket gapped open. He next sliced open it sleeves. Tagaya was a Master with the blade and with slow sensual cuts. He proceeded to cut away Talia’s jacket and blouse till she was naked above the waist with the exception of her corset that barely covered her fear pebbled nipples. The Captain’s dark stormy eyes held Talia’s smoldering blue eyes as he slowly began to cut her skirt from her. It took well over and hour before the only garments that were left to the hapless young beauty were her corset and Parisian bloomers, which did little to hide her virgin’s treasure. Tagaya had made it both a humiliating and sensual experience for the proud young western beauty.

“ I do not demand that you love me Miss Carlton……”

As he spoke the Captain cut Talia’s corset from her.

“…..Just serve me with your gorgeous young body…..”

Isko Tagaya let the tip of his tongue circle Talia’s dusky pink areola until it was a puffy little pillow crown by a pale pink rose bud nipple that he now slowly suckled into his mouth. He teased and tormented that succulent bud till it was throbbing in his mouth before turning his attention to her neglected nipple. Tagaya slid his hand down across her quivering abdomen, the tips of his fingers played in the spares tawny fleece of Talia’s Venus Mons, then slipped lower to caress her soft velvet labia.

“How Many lovers have had you Miss Carlton?”

 

[haremfaery]

Talia would have spit on Tagaya if her mouth wasn't so dry from fear. She struggled and found her bonds were tied tightly. If anything, her struggling made them tighter. The look in Tagaya's eyes told her that he would have no qualms about slicing her skin as he cut off her clothing. And so she kept very still. There was nothing she could do tied as she was.

Surviving until she was rescued was now foremost in her mind. She would do whatever it took, endue whatever she must in order to survive. If she had the chance to escape, she would take it. She dearly hoped that Major Pincheon would miss her and soon.

Talia shivered as more and more of her body was exposed, more from fear and humiliation than the temperature of the room. Her cheeks flushed from embarrassment and anger.

“I do not demand that you love me Miss Carlton…" As he spoke, the Captain cut Talia’s corset from her. “...Just serve me with your gorgeous young body…”

"Love you?" The audaciousness of his words shocked her to action and she renewed her struggles with her bonds. "I could never love a man like you. No woman could. I am sure this is the only way you could can get any women into your bed--to tie her there. You are a man with no honor." She sneered at him.

She bit her lip to keep from making any noise when he toyed with her nipples. No one had ever touched her like that before. As his hand slipped lower she tensed. "Please don't." She struggled to close her legs to deny him access.

“How many lovers have had you Miss Carlton?”

What answer should she give him? Would he care that she was a virgin? Would he find his honor and leave her be if he knew, or would that just make her more desirable? But if he thought she had lovers before, she was certain he would just take what he wanted. And then he would know the truth anyway.

Her resolve slipped and tears rolled from her eyes. "I beg you. Do not do this. I am a virgin, untouched by any man."

 

[cgraven]

"I could never love a man like you. No woman could. I am sure this is the only way you could can get any women into your bed--to tie her there. You are a man with no honor."

“Never is a very long time Miss Carlton and I can assure you that I can make it seem very much longer young lady.”


Isko Tagaya could smell Talia’s fear. He was a warrior a man who knew fear, faced it and Mastered it. He was of the Samurai Class, and had spent a life time coming to terms with fear in himself and in others. Now he would use Talia’s own fear of the unknown against her.


"Please don't."

The stunning young western beauty gasped as Tagaya’s finger toyed with her virgin folds, threatening to dip that finger within her chaste young body.

“ Really Miss Carlton?”

His eyes dark, commanding, held Talia’s soft tear shimmering eyes captive as the tip of his finger slid between her soft moist virgin folds to violate her. Slowly it slipped passed the hooded guardian of her virgin’s treasure as he slowly worked it back and forth in a parody of what was going to happen very shortly.


"I beg you. Do not do this. I am a virgin, untouched by any man."



Talia sobbed as the tip of Tagaya’s finger grazed the thin barrier of the hapless young beauty’s Maidenhead.

“ Miss Carlton you have had no lovers………. you are a virgin……… my dear young lady?”

His eyes took on a dark more menacing appearance as he softly continued.

“Of course Miss Carlton you will not be a virgin for very much longer!”

Isko Tagaya head lowered once more and he placed a sensual kiss to the bound young beauty’s naval. Slowly he began to kiss, lick and nip his way down across Talia’s quivering belly. The sparse tawny down of her virgin’s Mons danced in his hot moist breath. Slowly Isko Tagaya tongued snaked out to taste his little lily white concubine for the first time.

Tagaya savored the sweet taste of Talia’s innocence, as the tip of his tongue slid along the length of the girl’s virginal folds. He felt her supple young body collapse down into the bed, her pitiful little struggles so adorable, and so very futile. He lifted his eyes to hers and those dark lustful pools looked up in to the deadened blue depth of Talia’s eyes, the azure fire now missing from their tear shimmering depth as a single crystalline tear trickled down the young beauty’s flawless cheek. Isko knew that she was retreating into her mind, separating her mind and body, as if she could separate herself from what was happening to her. Talia was not the first virgin that Tagaya had taken to his bed, tough she was the most spirited, apparently refusing to accept her fate.

“Miss Carlton….”

His hot breathe washed over the young auburn haired beauty’s bared pussy as he spoke.

“……….you have a choice my dear……”

The tip of his tongue fluttered over Talia’s hooded little clit.

“…..you can either give yourself to me……….”


Isko teeth nipped at her clit as he slowly suckled it from its hooded hiding place.


“…or I can make sure you cannot resist me.”

Tagaya kissed Talia’s sweet innocent pussy and slowly stood. He went to the desk and soon returned with a hypodermic and a vial of clear liquid.

“This is a pure form of opium Miss Carlton and highly addictive…..”

Tagaya slowly drew the opiate into the hypodermic.

“I have no desire to break you my dear, but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton become a salve of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body for the sweet nectar of the poppy or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate”

As he spoke Isko lay the sharp point of the needle to Talia’s arm. All it would take, to start her journey as a slave to the poppy, was a slight prick and a plunge of his thumb.

“ Which shall it be Miss Carlton.”

 

[haremfaery]

Talia's eyes grew wide. She knew of opium dens and how it destroyed the lives making people want opium and opium only. Poppy Eaters, forgetting even to eat while they enjoyed their oblivion.

While there was life, there was hope. But if she was consumed by the opium, she would never have the motivation to try and escape. She could not allow herself to become addicted no matter what Tagaya did to her.

"No! No opium." Her eyes flashed. "You are not an honorable man. I despise you. If you take my virtue, it gains you nothing --it darkens your soul. We both lose. Let me go, please." She was crying opening now. There was nothing left for her to do. She would bear whatever Tagaya did to her. It was his fault, his sin. She would rise about it. Her body was not her soul and his dishonor would not touch her.

 

[cgraven]

"No! No opium."

Talia’s eyes flashed with am azure fire of self righteous indignation.

"You are not an honorable man. I despise you. If you take my virtue, it gains you nothing --it darkens your soul. We both lose. Let me go, please."

Captain Tagaya saw the hopelessness in the young beauty’s soft blue eyes. He saw how they rolled back as her moist ripe lips silently moved as if she were in prayer. His thumb slowly depressed the plunger of the hypodermic, the clear opiate following into Talia’s veins silencing her protest; he would accept nothing but the stunning young western’s beauty submission to his will. Yet Isko gave his little concubine only a ¼ of a grain of the drug, just enough to make her sleep, a dark haunted sleep, where even darker images, would come to her troubled young mind under the influence of the powerful drug. As he slipped the needle from Talia’s arm he smiled down into her drugged deadened blue eyes.

“I can wait Miss Carlton, I am a patient man.”

Isko Tagaya released the bounds that held his adorable little concubine’s wrist and ankle’s captive. Then he called one of the sentries and ordered him to bring several items to his retreat. The young sailor grinned as he saw the young western beauty laying in all her naked glory upon the captain’s bed. Bowing with the greatest of respect, and a touch of envy, the man did as he was commanded. Moments later he returned and Tagaya began to set the stage for when Talia would awaken from her drugged induced sleep. Isko bathed his newest possession and was pleased to see that Talia’s wild struggles had only chaffed her wrists. When her supple young body was bathed he smeared some chicken’s blood on the girl’s inner thighs and on to the sheet beneath her as if in fact he had claimed her innocence, honor and virtue. Satisfied that the scene was set, he bent and let his lips brush the sleeping beauty’s

“Till you awake Miss Carlton.”

When she awoke there would be every proof that she had lost her preciously guarded innocence. That she Talia Carlton was a fallen woman.

Isko Tagaya left Talia alone for half a day once she awoken from her dark deep sleep. When he came to her he once more held the hypodermic, with its clear opiate.

“I have no desire to break you my dear but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton become a salve of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body without complaint or childish threats, for the sweet nectar of the poppy or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate. After all Miss Carlton your innocence is no longer in question, now is it?”

 

[haremfaery]

Talia drifted in an opium haze. She felt disconnected from her body in a dreamlike state. She thought Tagaya was still speaking to her but she couldn't be sure if it were real or her imagination.

...

Someone was giving her a sponge bath. She must be sick in bed with a fever. She did feel feverish. The feel of the damp cloth on her skin sent sensual tingles through her body. It must be her mother tending her. She tried to speak but couldn't manage it. Opening her eyes seemed too much of a bother. Better to float in her delirium. Everything would be all right in the end. Her mother would take care of her.

...

She drifted and dreamed. Dreamed of her childhood, of reading books under a tree. She dreamed of going to college and auditing classes. She dreamed of working at the Herald and her first encounter with Pincheon. She dreamed of her first night on the airship sleeping in her small cabin in the featherbed. Her excitement at being a Correspondent on her first assignment was a dim recollection. She just wanted to sink deep into her featherbed, all her feelings muffled. No fear, no apprehension, no anticipation or expectation. Her thoughts paused. What did she have to fear? She could not push that thought away and it eventually pulled her out of her lethargy.

She opened her eyes. It took some time for her to remember where she was and what had happened. Her thoughts felt heavy. It came flooding back to her. Tagaya had kidnapped her, put her in this room, injected her with opium and ... She sat up feeling a slickness on her thighs.

"Dear God." She whispered. He had taken her maidenhead while she was drugged.

Tears slid silently down her cheeks as she stood up and made her way to a door along the far wall. It was a bathroom. She went in and cleaned herself up. She was surprised she felt no pain. Shouldn't the loss of her virginity come with some pain? But she didn't know how long she had been under the influence of the drug and how long she had slept after that.

There were no clothes for her anywhere and the towels in the bathroom were too small to even wrap around her hips. She went to the bed and pulled off the thin spread and made a sort of toga out of it to cover herself. She tried not to look at the small bloodstain.

There was a tray on the desk with a pot of tea (now cold) and a cup, a bowl of some thin broth with a few green things and some mushrooms floating in it (cold), and a bowl of rice (also cold) with chopsticks. She sat down and poured herself tea. Her mouth was dry and there was an after taste, metallic.

She sipped the soup from the bowl and found it to be not objectionable. It was a flavor she didn't recognize. She had no idea how to use the chopsticks, so she just used her fingers to eat the rice. She couldn't remember when she had eaten last--yesterday morning before she left for her meeting with Tagaya. That is, if only one day had passed.

She finished eating then prowled the room. There was nothing in it that she could use as a weapon. The desk chair was too big and heavy for her to lift. She tried the door, but it was locked on the outside and she expected there were guards out there like there had been when she was brought in.

She wondered where Major Pincheon was and what he was doing and if he missed her.

She paced since there was nothing else to do. She spun around when she heard the door.

“I have no desire to break you my dear but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton, become a slave of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body without complaint or childish threats, for the sweet nectar of the poppy, or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate. After all Miss Carlton your innocence is no longer in question, now is it?”

"I told you before that I did not want the drug and you injected me anyway. I do not want your opium. I will tell you this, you may have taken my virtue, but you will never touch my soul. I am your prisoner, but you do not own me. I accept my fate. Do what you will." She spoke clearly and evenly. There was no sign of fear or anxiety. Perhaps the residual effects of the drug helped her to keep her feelings at arm's length, perhaps she had resigned herself to the inevitable.

Where there is life, there is hope. She held onto that thought. She would get through this. She had to.

 

[cgraven]

“I have no desire to break you my dear but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton, become a slave of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body without complaint or childish threats, for the sweet nectar of the poppy, or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate. After all Miss Carlton your innocence is no longer in question, now is it?”


"I told you before that I did not want the drug and you injected me anyway. I do not want your opium. I will tell you this, you may have taken my virtue, but you will never touch my soul. I am your prisoner, but you do not own me. I accept my fate. Do what you will."


Her soft angelic voice was as dry as autumn leaves, yet Talia voice was clearly and even, there was no outward sign of fear or anxiety. Perhaps the residual effects of the drug helped Talia to keep her feelings at arm's length, perhaps she had resigned herself to the inevitable. Yet there was a shadow in the depth of her soft azure blue eyes, a shadow of fear shown at the prospect of losing herself to the juice of the poppy. Talia’s voice was now barely more than a choked whisper.

“Then you will give yourself to me Miss Carlton.”

It was a statement of fact more than a question, for the alternative lay in the needle.

“I do not require that you love me Miss Carlton or even like me. In fact my dear you are free to hate me as you please.”

As Isko Tagaya continued his voice became very serious indeed.

“ What I do require is that you serve me with your gorgeous young body for my pleasure Miss Carlton and you may refuse me nothing in the realm of sexual eroticism”

His eyes held hers captive as he spoke.

“If you defy me then I shall punish you Miss Carlton……….Obey and you will find I can be a kind and gentle Master.”

He paused letting his words sink into Talia’s still drug fogged mind.

“ You will have no need for that sheet Miss Carlton and I desire to see your body in all its naked glory.”

Tagaya voice held no hint of anger, or for that matter excitement, as if his emotions were under an iron will that kept them in check. Yet there was a dark fire that glowed in the depths of his dark eyes as he spoke. His voice his manner was still stoically clam as he continued,

Come to me Miss Carlton and kiss me my dear girl!”

There was no doubt that this was an order, a test as to which road Talia would choose. Tagaya opened his arms to his little blue eyed western concubine. That she was a virgin there was no doubt but surely she hand kissed a man before. Isko Tagaya had seen the passion with which Talia Carlton had defended her virtue and honor, surely that passion must have sparked an equal passion for a lover that this stunting auburn haired beauty must have had, even if that love had not been consummated. It was these haunting little questions that played at the corners of his mind as he waited for Talia Carlton to either obey and come to him or suffer the consequences of disobedience.

 

[haremfaery]

"I do hate you, Captain Tagaya, with every fiber of my being. Unless you find that arousing. In which case, I care nothing about you at all." Her voice remained flat as she leveled her gaze at him. He seemed to be the type of man who relished fear in others. She would do her best to deny him that.

“You will have no need for that sheet Miss Carlton and I desire to see your body in all its naked glory.”

Talia dropped the sheet. The room was not at all cold, yet her skin erupted in gooseflesh and her nipples grew hard. No man had ever seen her naked before. No man had ever stared at her like he was appraising a necklace or an overcoat.

"Come to me Miss Carlton and kiss me my dear girl!”

"I am not 'your dear girl.' Please don't call me that. I am your slave." She looked at a spot on the floor then took a few tentative steps towards him. When she hesitated she noticed a tension in his jaw and took a few more steps towards him nearly closing the gap between them, but not close enough for kissing. She didn't want to kiss him or to have him kiss her.

 

[cgraven]

"I do hate you, Captain Tagaya, with every fiber of my being. Unless you find that arousing. In which case, I care nothing about you at all."

Miss Talia Carlton was not the first young virgin that he had taken against her will and her brave words rolled off of him as water rolls off a duck’s back. There was only a moment’s hesitation before the proud little western beauty let the sheet drop exposing her gorgeous young body to him. Of course he had seen Talia naked before but she was bound and he had cut her clothing from her. This time it was Talia herself that was bearing her body to him, no matter how much she hated doing it.

"Come to me Miss Carlton and kiss me my dear girl!”

"I am not 'your dear girl.' Please don't call me that. I am your slave."

Isko Tagaya remained passive, almost ridged, as he waited for Talia to obey. Ne watched as she took her first hesitant step towards him. The tension between the stiff Captain and the proud western beauty was palatable. Talia Carlton took a few more steps towards Isko slowly closing the physical distance that separated them, and yet not close enough for her to kiss him. The air seemed to almost crackle as the tension between Imperial Captain and proud Western beauty came to a dangerous level.

“If you defy me Miss Carlton then I shall punish you ……….Obey and you will find I can be a kind and gentle Master.”

Isko Tagaya remained Talia through tightly clenched teeth, as he laid a vial of the pure opium, and a hypodermic on his desk to punctuate his warning. The choice now with Talia Carlton, she could keep herself righteous pride, and loose her mind and free well, or she could swallow her pride, yield, submit to Tagaya and obey offering her lips and her will to him to survive to fight another day.

 

[haremfaery]

Talia's nostrils flared in anger and defiance. She balled her hands into fists, but she controlled her tongue. It was clear that she had very little choice right now, but one day--she would see this man dead and she would spit on his carcass. She looked at the hypodermic needle on the desk. It made her blod run cold.

Finally, she stepped within kissing distance. Her pert breasts brushed his uniform. Tagaya was not a tall man, but shoeless, she had to rise on tiptoe. She kept her eyes open and focused on his. She did not touch him with her hands. She simply pressed her lips against his. It could technically be called a kiss since two pairs of lips were touching each other, but there was no feeling in it on her part. Her lips might as well have been some inanimate object that she placed on his lips.

Truly, she had never kissed a man, but she was aware of the mechanics involved. Pincheon had brushed her lips with his in an exploratory manner to see if she would respond. That had not been a proper kiss either, but it was a hundred times closer to what a kiss was that what she did to Tagaya.

She simply could not find it in herself to try to do better. She could always plead her innocence in this awkward "attempt." It would not be a lie.

 

[cgraven]

Captain Isko Tagaya of his Imperil Majesty’s Navy watched as Talia hesitantly closed the distance between them. He felt her parched lips pressed to his as the young western beauty obeyed his command. There was no passion in the girl’s kiss and the way she pressed her lips to his told him more eloquently than any words could how truly innocent Talia was when it came to affairs between men and women. He doubted that that his young concubine had ever kissed anyone passionately. He let her lips linger on his. Isko was no fool he did not trust Talia for he had seen that spirit of her flare, had seen the azure fire in her stunning blue eyes, and how she had fought to protect her virtue.

He let her innocent kiss linger and then his fingers laced into the young girls silken auburn hair drawing her into that imitation kiss, slowly he let it deepen their kiss. The tip of his tongue slide across her full ripe lower lips, over the even white ridge of her teeth. To taste the summer wine sweetness of her mouth, giving Talia her first taste of a man’s passion and lust for her. Slowly he pulled back his eyes met hers,

“Miss Carlton…….”

Tagaya spoke her name as a soft warning that she had agreed and was require to serve him with her gorgeous young body so he could take his pleasure from it and that she may refuse him nothing in the sexual realm. It was a warning that he would not accept half hearted efforts. Once more Isko pressed his lips to hers demanding she give herself to him and that kiss without reserve.

" You may remove my clothing Miss Carlton..........."

He wondered just how far this proud western beauty would go to avoid becoming the slave to the poppy.

 

[haremfaery]

Tallia didn't resist his kiss but still she didn't actively respond. How could she? She didn't know what a proper kiss was. She certainly didn't want to kiss Tagaya or learn how to kiss from him.

He kissed her again and again she remained passive. She knew what he wanted from her, but she couldn't give it to him. She wouldn't. What he wanted, he could take, but she was not going to be a willing participant. Did his ego really want her feigned passion?

"You may remove my clothing Miss Carlton..."

Her eyes flashed hatred, but she said, "Yes, sir." She began unbuttoning his jacket starting at the top button. She kept her eyes on her work. She removed his jacket and draped it over the back of the desk chair. Then she unbuttoned his shirt. She was efficient and methodical.

 

[cgraven]

Miss Talia Carlton was treading a very dangerous path as her suborned self-righteous pride refused to let her yield to his kiss would not let Talia bend to her fate. Isko Tagaya kept his fearsome temper in check by his iron will.

"You may remove my clothing Miss Carlton..."

Azure fire flashed in the young western beauty eyes as she made no effort to hide her hatred or contempt for him.

"Yes, sir."

There was a devious cruelty to Captain Tagaya’s gentler approach. He had set the stage, so that his innocent little western concubine would believe that her precious virginity had already been taken from her. He savored the reluctant way that the chasten and forlorn young auburn haired beauty slowly removed his clothing. His stiffly erect cock rising from its dark wiry nest like a cobra ready to strike.

Isko watched as the gorgeous young western beauty demurely lowered her eyes from the sight of his erect cock and the fate that awaited her. Even in her distress the young beauty’s movements were possessed of an innocent, natural, fluid grace that he found so erotic. The sensual roll of her hips as she came back to the bed to stand once more before her Lord and Master. Tagaya took Talia Carlton into his arms and drew her body to his. For the first time in her young life Talia Carlton felt naked flesh on her own naked flesh. His hot moist breath stirred the stray wisps of hair at the nape of her neck as he softly commanded.


“ On your hands and knees Miss Carlton”

The moment that Talia Carlton had feared was at hand. No longer was the Captain demanding that she kiss him, her own pride had brought her to this moment more quickly than Isko would have desired. Isko’s powerful hands encircled the helpless young beauty’s waist as he knelt her behind. The tip of his cock grazed the young virgin’s labia. Tagaya rolled his hips to her and his gorgeous little concubine felt the tip of his cock press into her chaste young body before he stilled. There was a perverted cruelty in the way Tagaya slowly began to open Talia’s virgin pussy, letting her adjust to him. Each time Isko rolled his hips to hers he pushed a little deeper into her virginal innocence. Then the tip of his cock grazed Talia’s Maiden head, the physical proof that she was still a virgin. His hands tightened around her trim little waist as he made a powerful thrust ripping away her youthful innocence and revealing the monstrous cruelty of his deception.

 

[haremfaery]

Talia's heart was beating rapidly. Tagaya's large cock frightened her. She had been drugged when he took her maidenhead and didn't remember any of it. Now she would be fully lucid for whatever he did to her.

Her body was stiff and awkward when he pulled her to him. She had never felt the bare skin of a man against her--not that she remembered anyway.

She did as she was told and got on all fours on the bed. His hands encircled her waist. She tried to relax as he slowly entered her. She was not aroused at all. How could she be? His gentleness surprised her. Just as she took a breath to accept the inevitable, he thrust into her. Hard. She cried out in indescribable pain. Should it really hurt this much the second time? Had he taken her maidenhead before or had the blood she found been a sham?

Tears of pain and shame streamed down her face. He hadn't wanted to take her while she was under the influence. He had staged things so that she thought he did. But why? "Why?" She sobbed. "How can this give you any pleasure?" She was too naive to know that there were people who were aroused by inflicting pain on others.

Her pain was like sandpaper scraping her most intimate parts. Every movement he made caused pain. Talia felt sick to her stomach. Then as he continued, her body felt numb. It was almost as if her mind was watching this happen to someone else. For a brief moment she wished she had taken the opium option.

 

[cgraven]

Isko Tagaya reveled in the tightness of Talia’s chaste young body. Her screams of loss and pain only spurred him on, now her innocence torn from her, Tagaya pounded into her with ever more powerful thrust. Soon his heavily laden sack slapped against the young beauty’s velvet thigh as he drove into her. His hands tightened around her trim little waist as he drew the hapless young girl back onto his raping cock. Talia’s firm young breast swayed with the force of his rape her sweet little pussy was stretched and pounded as Tagaya took from Talia a gift she could only give once, a gift she had been saving for her future husband, a gift she would now never be able to give him, for he, Captain Isko Tagaya of the Imperial Navy had taken her virginity for an afternoon’s pleasure.

He grunted as his lust crested and his scalding, white hot seed filled Talia’s virgin womb. His lust sated for the moment Tagaya could have simply slipped from the gorgeous young beauty’s ravished and defiled young body, yet she had tried to deny him the pleasure of her gorgeous body and for that she must pay. Isko continued to pound into Talia until at last exhausted and spent she collapsed onto the bed, her body bathed in a fine sheen of sweat form the savagery of her rape. Only then did he slip from her defiled young body.

Tagaya called out in Japanese for the guards. He gave them a quick sharp series of orders. There was a lecherous grin on their young faces as they came to the exhausted and spent western beauty. They rolled Talia on her back and bound her hands once more to the head board. She felt her legs being drawn apart once more to be bound to the bed posts at the foot of the bed as Tagaya looked on the Master of all he surveyed. Talia was forced to lay there in all her youthful naked glory, not only before Tagaya but the two young sailors that did their Captain’s bidding. The two men had taken their time in binding Talia to the bed as well as taking indecent liberties with her supple young body.

“Miss Carlton you are mine my dear and to make that perfectly clear I shall have you marked with my signet.”

Isko Tagaya turned to the two sailors and once more issued a sharp series of orders. Bowing low they left the room quickly bent on whatever mission the captain had sent them on. Perhaps fifteen minutes later the hapless bound beauty could hear the rattling of what sound like a tea cart approaching. The twin doors sung open once more and an old man pushing what appeared to be just that, a tea cart entered the room. Ever so slowly he drew near until Talia could see from her bound position that several articles were spread across the surface of the cart. One was a steaming bowl, the others she could not see. Again Tagaya spoke in his sharp authoritarian manner and the little old man bowed repeatedly muttering something that sounded like Hy, hy, hy . He then began to bath Talia’s ravished pussy and bruised Mons. Next he lathered the girl’s sparse tawny down fleece with a rich lather.

“Hold very still Miss Carlton less he cuts you.”

Isko Tagaya sneered even as a glint of light danced off the keen edge of the straight edged razor that the old man held. He smiled down into the frightened girl’s wide blue eyes, chattering kindly in his own language as if her were trying to reassure her all would be well. Then he laid the cold unyielding edge of the razor to Talia’s supple warm flesh. The soft rasp of the razor whispered to Talia as it slid across her Mons leaving nothing in its wake but smooth bared flesh. The little old man continued in his task drawing the girl’s delicate flesh tight with his fingers so the razor would not bite Talia. Moments later Miss Talia Carlton was naked as the day she was born without a single hair to hide her charms from Tagaya’s view.

“Now for my mark Miss Carlton..........”

Tagaya almost cooed.

“………. A brand Miss Carlton white hot metal pressed to your flawless skin my dear. or…”

Her tormentor seemed to be pondering a choice and alternative to searing Talia’s delicate skin with a white hot branding iron.

“….or the unknown Miss Carlton……………Welll Miss Carlton?”

 

[haremfaery]

Talia struggled half-heartedly as the sailors tied her down, even when they used it aas an excuse to touch her naked flesh. She could feel the trickle of Tagaya's cum oozing from her, she didn't know if there was blood as well, but from the pain she felt deep inside, she must be. How could she not when her virtue had been so roughly taken from her?

The old man swabbed her thighs and cleaned her and then to her shock began to shave her nethers. It was such a surprise that any woman would want such an area shaved, or that any man would want her that way that she was speechless.
Her mind was still trying to comprehend it when Tagaya asked, “A brand Miss Carlton, white-hot metal pressed to your flawless skin my dear. Or … or the unknown Miss Carlton. Well, Miss Carlton?”

Branded? Like an animal? The thought of the metal searing her flesh nearly make her vomit. As she realized just where this brand would be placed, she did actually wretch, but she had eaten little earlier in the day and there was nothing in her stomach to come out.

"Once more you leave me with a Devil's choice, you fiend. Tell me the other alternative. How do I know that if I choose the alternative, that you will not deliberately make it much worse than branding me? Why would you do such a thing? I hate you with every fiber of my being." She thanked God for replacing her paralyzing fear with anger.

 

[cgraven]

"Once more you leave me with a Devil's choice, you fiend. Tell me the other alternative. How do I know that if I choose the alternative, that you will not deliberately make it much worse than branding me? Why would you do such a thing? I hate you with every fiber of my being."

This simply ferocity of the answer form his adorable little concubine revealed a little more of what this proud western beauty would keep from him and another key to instill fear and obedience in this gorgeous young creature. Isko Tagaya now knew that Talia was afraid of losing herself in the opiate, and now she would rather face an unknown fate that have white hot metal pressed to her flawless supple flesh.

“The unknown it is then Miss Carlton.”

Isko smiled down into Talia’s smoldering blue eyes, he saw the azure fire of her hatred boiling in their clear blue depths. He could almost read her thoughts, her burning desire to kill him with her own bare hands, to see his life slip away under her grasp. This young western beauty was truly a wild passionate creature that he would either bend to his will or break. Tagaya turned to the jabbering and chattering little old man. His commands came in a short staccato burst of Japanese.

Again the little old man bowed low to his better. He took a small box from the tea cart and placed it between Talia’s spread-eagled legs. He lifted a little leather roll from the box and unrolled it on to the bound young beauty’s quivering belly. The roll contained a series of needles, a little wooden hammer and a bamboo stylus. The old man’s eyes smiled down into Talia as he took the stylus to hand. He dipped the point into a pot of ink contained in the ornate little box. Then slowly he began to draw Lord Isko Tagaya’s signet in the soft little hallow where the girl’s hip and thigh met. The signet itself was a Japanese glyph with a serpent entwined in it.

“This is my signet Miss Carlton. It will proclaim to all who see it that you are my property, the serpent will tell all that it was I who took your innocence Miss Carlton.”

Tagaya gave three grunts that must have been a command in his language and the old man frowned as he laid aside the stylus and picked up a fine sable brush and reluctantly dipped it into a clear liquid. His eyes were sad and he did not meet Talia’s as his fingers spread her labia and he brushed the girl’s engorged and sensitive clit with the clear liquid. There was slight tingling warmth that began to grow and spread through Talia’s belly.

“A little something to make your body more responsive Miss Carlton. Your mind and your hatred are your own Miss Carlton but your body is mine.”

There was a finality in Isko’s statement. Then the little old man picked up a needle he dipped the point into a pot of dark blue dye and, with the heel of his palm resting on the bound auburn haired beauty’s clit he placed the needle’s sharp point to the design he had drawn on Talia’s flawless skin and tapped it with his little wooden hammer driving the needle point into the girl’s creamy ivory skin. The old man’s hand rocked back and forth, the heel of his hand massaging Talia’s clit, stimulating it further as the aphrodisiac went to work in earnest. Countless little stabs of pain shot through Talia’s soft supple flesh, the steady rocking and massaging of her clit went on with what seemed an eternity. After an hour the complicated design was less than half finished.

“Water Miss Carlton?”

Tagaya brought a glass to her parched lips.

“Drink Miss Carlton.”

 

[haremfaery]

((I suspected a tattoo would be the other choice.))

“This is my signet Miss Carlton. It will proclaim to all who see it that you are my property, the serpent will tell all that it was I who took your innocence Miss Carlton.”

Talia couldn't see what was being done. She couldn't see the design being drawn on her. "Does this mean you will let me go?" She could only hope. If Tagaya thought someone else might see this tattoo on her he had to be thinking of letting her go. Perhaps once the design was completed. She held that hope tightly to her.

Talia twitched at the touch of the brush on her private parts. It created a strange sensation. It made her want to rub herself to make the tingling stop.

“A little something to make your body more responsive Miss Carlton. Your mind and your hatred are your own Miss Carlton but your body is mine.”

She was about to snap something at Tagaya when the little old man put the needle to her skin and tapped it with his tiny hammer. The sudden pain made her cry out. The pain was difficult to describe. If it had been lighter, it would be an annoying irritation but this ... over and over the needle pierced her skin. It made her gasp and cry out. The closer to the bone of her hip, the more painful.

As a counterpoint, the entire area between her legs was filled with a sensual warmth. The feeling spread slowly. The old man pressed her sensitive flesh with the heel of his hand while he continually tapped the needle into her skin. The combination fo the pleasure and pain was maddening. She gasped and twitched as much from one as the other.

She felt a strange lethargy overtake her as if her soul was separated from her body and she was watching from a distance hearing the moans and cries as if they came from someone else. She vaguely wondered if the old man had injected her with opium while he was tattooing her.

Her strange reverie was interrupted by Tagaya's gentle voice, “Water Miss Carlton?” Tagaya brought a glass to her parched lips. "Drink Miss Carlton.”

She had not realized how thirsty she was. She lifted her head awkwardly to drink deeply. How could this beast, this fiend be so kind to her? Was he being kind? Or had he seen that she had drifted away in some sort of self mesmerism and deliberately brought her back to herself so he could further enjoy her cries as the needle continued to poke fire into her skin?

 

[cgraven]

At the offer of water Talia Carlton lifted her head awkwardly to drink deeply.

Like a beautiful little butter fly Talia was held tightly in her bounds, her naked charms displayed to perfection. Captain Isko Tagaya studied the gorgeous young western beauty, her tawny auburn hair, in wild disarray fanned out on the pillow. He loved the way it formed fiery halo around her innocent angelic face. Her moist ripe lips glistened with the powerful aphrodisiac that Tagaya had just fed her. He loved the way her body arched from the bed, the glazed look in her stunning blue eyes, before she once more collapsed back down on to the bed. The first faint intoxicating hints of Talia’s unwanted arousal filled his nostrils. Isko watched as the little old man continued to work, the little hammer, the devilish needle that etched the pattern of her Master’s signet into her flawless skin. The needle’s stabs of pain mingling and mixing with a new sensation, an unholy fire that was spreading through the girl’s abused little pussy. Talia’s torment continued for another hour as the old man, an artist with needle and ink finished his design, a design that proclaimed her as the property of Captain Isko Tagaya, the red serpent declaring that it was he who had taken her innocence and virginity. The Captain had chosen the placement of his mark with a devilish cruelty. He had placed it upon Talia’s gorgeous young body where only a lover would see it. Where any man that she gave herself to would know that she had belonged to him.

“Miss Carlton Water?

Tagaya dipped his finger into the glass of clear liquid; slowly he ran the tip of his finger over the girl’s plump ripe lips. Again he dipped his finger into the glass and let the cool refreshing liquid fall upon Talia’s parched lips one drop at a time, moistening them as he slowly fed her more of the aphrodisiac. Once more he dipped his finger into that devilish elixir and trailed the tip of his finger down the sensual bow of Talia’s neck. All the while the heel of the old man palm massaged the young beauty’s throbbing clit.

“ You will cum for me Miss Carlton, you shall cum for me until you think you shall die with the pleasure of it.”

Tagaya could see the uncomprehending look in Talia smoldering blue eyes as the tip of his finger explored the girl’s firm young breasts. He saw the hot azure fire of her hatred in the deep blue depths of the Talia’s eyes and yet Isko saw the flicker of another fire, and unwanted fire mingling in those seductive blue depths as well.


Talia’s tormentor took a shard of ice from a container on the tea cart. He smiled down into his little concubine’s stunning blue eyes as he touched the icy hot shard to her right nipple. He tormented the hapless young beauty until that dusky pink nipple was a rock hard little pebble before turning his attention to the young teen beauty’s left nipple. The old man had finished his work, the leather wrap of his tools once more nestled in its little ornate box, and as he bowed to Talia and took his departure she was left with her abused little pussy spread wide and vulnerable to her Master’s loving attentions. Slowly Tagaya trailed that shard of ice down the sensual curves of Talia’s torso. A little pool of ice water collected in her naval and then the fiery caress of the ice on the bound young beauty’s aroused clit.

“Cum for me Miss Carlton Cum for me my dear!”

 

[haremfaery]

The old man finished marking her. The slow painful pricks of his needle finally finished but the area still felt inflamed and hurt with a different sort of pain. Meanwhile, her nethers burned with a different fire. She ached to touch herself to relieve the fiery itch between her legs.

The water Tagaya offered her quenched her thirst, but there was something about it. It was more viscous than water. And had a faint sweet taste to it. It wasn't long before her lips felts warm where he had rubbed the liquid a long them and down the curve of her neck where he traced his wet finger. It made her gasp and wriggle in her bonds.

The ice created an entirely different fire seemingly cold and hot at the same time. She writhed and strained. She glared daggers at Tagaya even as she felt her body responding despite her hatred for him. She was humiliated and ashamed that she wanted him to touch her. To give her release. When he slid the ice shard onto the seat of her pleasure the feeling overwhelmed her. She had never felt anything like it. Her toes curled, her hand balled into fists as she pulled against her restraints. She was shattered into a million pieces, exploded like fireworks. It was the crashing of a great wave, a burst dam.

When it was over she shivered and gasped for breath. She kept her eyes closed not daring to look at him. She knew he would have that self-satisfied smirk on his face. She could not bear to see that, how he gloried in her humiliation.

 

[cgraven]

Isko Tagaya was pleased with the way that Talia’s gorgeous young body reacted to the aphrodisiac. The wide eyed look in her soft azure blue eyes as she began to realize that her lithe young body seemed to have a mind of its own as it arched to the chard of ice that Tagaya trialed down between her firm young breasts. That wide eyed look soon turned to a look of hatred as her Master softly commanded the young western beauty.

“Cum for me Miss Carlton Cum for me my dear!”

Isko Tagaya Smiled wickedly as Talia toes curled, her hand balled into fists as she pulled against her restraints. His smile only broadened as the sweet young innocent beauty shattered into a million pieces, exploded like fireworks. It was the crashing of a great wave, a burst dam. As Talia Carlton’s treacherous young body obeyed her Master’s softly whispered command.

Captain Tagaya savored the naked perfection of Talia’s supple young body as she collapsed back on the bed, the way she shivered and gasped for breath from the intensity of her orgasm, the way her gorgeous young body shimmered with a fine sheen of sweat and glowed with a sensual creamy ivory hue. She kept those soft stunning azure blue eyes closed not daring to look at him. A single crystalline tear trickled down Talia’s flawless cheek. It was as if she could not bear to see how he gloried in her humiliation or to see the knowledge that he could at will rip unimagined pleasure from her gorgeous lithe young body no matter how much her pious young mind screamed NO.

It was then that Isko Tagaya came to Talia, her sweet young body more than ready for him. He did not come to the bound young girl as her conquer, but as a lover and if she were still a virgin who had never known a man. Yet Talia Carlton was not a virgin for he had awakened a sexual tigress with in her supple young body. Tagaya was a gentle as he made loved to the bound young western beauty, fanned the fires that he had ignited in that delicious young body. His mouth and hands, knew just how to touch and caress Talia to bring her the most unimaged pleasure as his cock slid in and out of the girl’s slick tight welcoming pussy. He was the lover young virgin’s dream of on their wedding night but so seldom find.

When Isko Tagaya had satisfied his own lust, his white hot scalding cum having claimed Talia’s fertile young womb. He slowly pulled from the physically and emotional spent young beauty. Her soft shimmering auburn hair was in wild disarray framing her angelic face like a fiery halo. How very fitting Isko thought a twin symbol of this young beauty’s long denied passionate nature and the way her fiery auburn hair spread on the pillow was a symbol of his nations own rising sun flag. He would add Talia Carlton to his collection of young innocent beauties to be trained as his western Geisha, trained to please men with her gorgeous young body, and agile young mind. He had no desire to break her passionate young spirit, but to curb it, to bend it, to have Talia accept her fate. Isko Tagaya had shown Talia two paths one was of the iron fisted Master that took what he desired from her lithe young body no matter how she fought him. The other path was that of the knowledgeable and gentle lover. Yet no matter what path that Talia choose her fate remained the same she was his to do with as he pleased, her true choice was the heaven of the gentle lover or the hell of the iron fisted Master.

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Mr. Kelso, the acting executive offer of the “Sagamore” saluted smartly as Major Jonas Pincheon returned from his round of mandatory Diplomatic visits.

“Sir Mr. Cummings has been transferred to the Asiatic Squadron, and Miss Carton has sent for her luggage and word that she will be observing the war from the Japanese side.”

Jonas drew a sigh of relief in the firm knowledge that the head strong Miss Talia Carlton would be kept far from danger as the Japanese would hardly let her out of Tokyo never mind get close to the warzone.

“Well at least she will be out of Harm’s way Mr. Kelso.”

”Yes Sir”

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Talia was dressed in a soft silken Japanese robe, locked in a sedan chair and carried from Imperial Japanese Naval Headquarters to his country estate. It was apparent that Isko Tagaya had not lied to her, and that there was no rescue party coming for her, to the world it would seem she had just disappeared into the dark mysterious orient.

 

[haremfaery]

When Tagaya rose from her, Talia turned her face from him and cried again. She cried for her lost innocence. She cried for the mark that Tagaya put upon her. She cried for the way the drug made her react like a wanton eager for his touch.

In the back of her mind she puzzled on why he had been so gentle this second time. More of his mind games, no doubt. But gentle or rough, he still took his liberties without her consent. Anger displaced her dispair once again. Tagaya could do what he liked to her body. Her mind was free. It was the drug that made her react, not his caresses.

~~~~~​

Sometime later, Tagaya had sent in two female servants to bathe and dress Talia. She would never have managed the kimono on her own. In was nice to be without a corset but the sleeves. How did women manage? Worse than the sleeves were the shoes. The socks were odd and uncomfortable splitting her toes so that she could wear the wooden sandals. The kimono fell straight to her ankles meaning she could only take small steps.

The servants marveled at her hair and eyes. She tried to communicate with them and learned a few words in Japanese. It would be a very long time before she was fluent enough to tell anyone of her plight.

The servants coifed her hair in a semblance of their own but her hair was not so sleek even when wet. They did their best. She had never seen makeup like the stuff they applied on her face. White powder, pink around her eyes and on her cheeks, carmine on her lips. When they showed her her reflection in a hand mirror, she thought she looked like a porcelain doll.

She was ushered quickly and quietly into a sedan chair and locked safely inside. She could look out the small curtained window as she passed through the city and into the countryside. It was like a storybook.

Talia finally gave herself up to her despair and cried. Her makeup streaked, the eyeliner ran making her look like a forelorn clown. She would never leave this country. She cried and cried for all of her losses. Eventually she fell asleep.

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[cgraven]

It was dawn when Talia Carlton tear shimmering eyes first saw Isko Tagaya country estatehttp://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd399/cgraven/Story%20Illistrations/800px-Matsumoto_Castle05s5s4592.jpg. The sedan chair that carried her deeper in to her captivity made its way across the little causeway, passed the liveried guards, through the heavy wooden gates that closed behind the young auburn haired beauty as she disappeared from the world she had known and into the shadowed, and into the hidden world of Tagaya’s estate. Where the center of Tokyo had resembled any progressive European Capital, though with an oriental flare, Isko Tagaya castle spoke of a feudal society that had been unchanged for centuries, where Captain Isko Tagaya was Lord and Master. It was obvious that her tormentor was much more than a mere Captain in the Imperial Navy and it did not bode well for any chance of her rescue.

The two young Japanese girls that had bathed and dressed Talia emerged from their own sedan chairs and came to hers with little shuffling steps. They drew back the curtain of the young western beauty’s sedan chair and motioned for her to come. The taller girl smiled into Talia’s tear stained eyes.

“You………come.”

The girl who could not be much older than Talia herself spoke the two words with apparently great effort, her soft voice heavily accented.

Talia Carlton was led into the cool interior of the castle which resembled nothing like anything she had ever seen before. The outer walls were solid as were what must be the walls of the public rooms. Yet in the interior of the private spaces of the castle, the rooms were divided by sliding bamboo and rice paper walls. Talia was led through a maze of sliding bamboo and paper walls. Past a chamber that contained a large pool of steaming water and at last to a small room with a wooden block on the floor by a rolled up sleeping mat. What she took as a dresser and mirror had very short legs that one would have to kneel before to use. All this was utterly foreign to Talia and only served to punctuate the hopelessness of her situation.

“ Come……..see.”

The girl once more spoke as she slid back a panel to reveled a shaded garden beyond

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The young oriental beauty and her silent companion easily sank to their knees with an eloquent fluid grace as if they had been doing it all their young lives and softly chattered between themselves as they watched their gorgeous young charge take in her surroundings.

There were no chains or bars to hold Talia captive. The castle’s very location on its isolated island, the feudal world that surrounded it, and the young western beauty’s own inability to speak Japanese held her captive as surely as bars and chains would have. It was a beautiful prison without bars that Talia Carlton had free reign of. The two young girls’ were her shadows. They were not so much guards as servants to tend to her needs, to ease her into her new life as Lord Isko Tagaya’s western Geisha and concubine.

It was late afternoon when again the young Japanese girl spoke.

“You…..Bath………”

The girl frowned then corrected herself and blushing furiously.

“You…..Bathe………now……..Lord Tagaya…………Come……soon.”

Talia was led back to the steaming pool where the girls removed her Kimono and indicated that she enter the pool. The young girls shed their own Kimonos and came to join Talia in the pool as if it was the most natural thing in the world for them to do so. They smiled and sweetly chattered among themselves as they began to scrub Talia lithe young body with coarse natural sea sponges.

 

[haremfaery]

Talia wondered if the fly thought the spider's web was beautiful. She didn't even know what to call Tagaya's place. A Palace? A compound? Whatever the place and grounds were, they were beyond description, like a fairytale land. The gardens were like nothing she had ever seen. Everything was so carefully, artfully designed and yet there was a wild, natural element to it, as if only part of it had been tamed. Trees grew in warped and twisted shapes, yet there was beauty in that as well. Stones and boulders looked like they had been placed by giants among the mosses and grasses.

She spent the time wandering through rooms, at least the ones she was allowed to explore, using it as an opportunity to learn more Japanese words. She tried to ask about books in English. There didn't seem to be a library, at least not one she had discovered. Or paper and pen. She thought she might go mad here with nothing to do except wait for Tagaya. She saw no others except her two shadows as she liked to think of them. There had to be many more people in such a large place if only to maintain it and the gardens. Perhaps Tagaya had sent them away or told them to stay hidden until she was more acclimated.

“You … bathe … now ... Lord Tagaya … come …soon.”

Talia was led back to the steaming pool where the girls removed her Kimono and indicated that she enter the pool. The young girls shed their own Kimonos and came to join Talia in the pool as if it was the most natural thing in the world for them to do so. They smiled and sweetly chattered among themselves as they began to scrub Talia lithe young body with coarse natural sea sponges.

Tallia had never had such a strange and luxurious bathing experience. And experience it was. Her shadows stripped her with nonchalant efficiency but she caught them staring at her large tattoo. They scrubbed her until her skin glowed pink, then dried her and applied flowery-scented oils and creams to smooth her skin. They dressed her in a fresh kimono and took her back to what must be her room. There, she knelt before the vanity while they applied the makeup that Talia associated with Geishas. She only knew what she had read about them in her research. While the books were rather oblique in what geishas did, she gathered that sex was part of it along with them serving men and entertaining them in other ways. Was that to be her role for Tagaya?

When her hair and makeup was done to her shadows' satisfaction (although they tutted about her hair when it did not cooperate with what they wanted to do to it) they led her to what seemed to be a very sparsely appointed sitting room. There were no chairs, but they showed her how to kneel properly on a small cushion.

"Tagaya-sama* come soon. You wait. No move."


((*Not sure what honorific to use for him, so I picked this one.))