<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d8/Kitana_by_hybridmink-d54prez.jpg)</div><strong>Name :</strong>Toy Kitana<br/><strong>Element :</strong>Fire<br/><strong>Location &amp; Time :</strong>Starting at the tea house, ending on the great stone disc<br/><strong>Tagging :</strong>Xiang Xiao, "Zu Zen," Wu Cai<br/><br/>Toy Kitana looked over her fellow competitors as she waited for the contest to start.  She was already feeling limber and stretched out having been prepared to provide dances moments ago at the tea house, so she did not crack her joints or stretch her legs.<br/><br/>Kitana looked at her Kongtong classmate, Xiang Xiao, from head to breasts to hips to toe and back up.  She felt her core starting to warm as she admired Xiao's oily skin.  She remembered the days back at the school, when Kitana and Xiao were paired up in exercises.  Xiao would be a slippery opponent, but while she may be hard to hang onto, she might have problems of her own grabbing someone.  Her potent defense may lead to a poor offense.<br/><br/>The tea house dancer and hostess gave Xiao a wink, then briefly raised both of her eyebrows at her.  Kitana's smile showed in her twinkling eyes.<br/><br/><em>"You must be very brave to wear that cumbersome thing. Let's hope it doesn't drown you, when you fall into the water... but I didn't catch your name."</em><br/><br/>Xiao was starting the smack talk.  She seemed to like being the first - first on the disc, first to disrobe, first to talk.  If Xiao picked up on and accepted Kitana's silent offer to work together until the end, Xiao would not be first into the water, too... just the last one, with Kitana still standing on the disc!<br/><br/><em>"It is my right as a woman to modesty. My name is... it's Zu Zen! I come representing Emei, too."</em><br/><br/>Kitana joined in.<strong>"It is your right to modesty, Zu Zen, just as it is your right to lose spectacularly.  After all, if I don't rip that cloak off your nubile young body when I grab it, I will just use my grip on that cloak to swing you around and throw you off!  If it is your face you wish to conceal, perhaps you should invest in one of these."</strong><br/><br/>Kitana traced her lips through the blue mask covering the lower half of her face.  She glanced over at Xiao, repeating a knowing look at an alliance.  If Kitana were willing to back up her fellow Kongtong student in a bit of mockery, she would be willing to support Xiao when the competition started, too.<br/><br/><strong>"Either way, Zu Zen, that cloak is coming off, and you're ending up in the water.  Perhaps it would be wise for you to remove the cloak on your own now so that you may have a chance once we begin.  As for modesty, there is a time and place for it.  You don't wear that thing with your lovers, do you?"</strong><br/><br/>It was true that Zu Zen's cloak could prove her downfall.  Kitana hoped that someone would get the bright idea using her own advice against her.  Kitana's outfit was designed to be ripped off her body, partly so she could do it to herself for a particularly generous customer she was dancing for, but also partly so that grabby customers would not be able to pull her toward them by her clothing.<br/><br/>As for the taunting itself - mmm, Kitana loved to talk.  Already, she felt her heart start pounding, the hairs on the back of her neck start standing, the peaks of her swells start stiffening.  It was the competition itself, along with having such gorgeous competitors as well as an audience to watch them, to watch herself.<br/><br/>She imagined the crowd chanting her name.  "Kitana!  Kitana!  Kitana!..."<br/><br/><em>"Kitana."</em><br/><br/>Kitana straightened up her stance when she her name called in such a lovely, melodious voice.  She turned her head to Cai, still providing Cai with a side-view of her statuesque figure.  Kitana's full breasts rose and fell as she took a breath, her flat tummy looked so narrow from the side, and the space between the waistband of her loincloth and the tops of her thigh-high boots provided a view of plenty of hip and bottom.<br/><br/>The tea house hostess looked at Cai in the eyes, then tilted her head away from her, showing off her neck and drawing her attention more.  Kitana looked at Cai out of the corner of her eye before she turned away from her.<br/><br/>Kitana's back was to Cai now.  It could have been a sign of disrespect, but it was obvious that Kitana was providing Cai with a view.  Her hips ever so slowly shifted from one side to the other as she bent at the waist a bit and arched her back.<br/><br/>With Cai looking at Kitana from behind, Kitana opened up a fan and gave it a flap toward the disc.  The small gust of wind bounced off the stone and up between her legs.  The blue pieces of fabric hanging down between her legs both got blown upwards, revealing Kitana's bare bottom to Cai for a moment, the firm, round rear cheeks split by the thin blue fabric running up between them.<br/><br/>Kitana continued her slow turn, giving Cai a view of her other side, until she faced Cai head on.<br/><br/>She bent at the waist to return the bow, looking up into Cai's eyes, treating her conflicted competitor with an even better sight of her ample cleavage.<br/><br/><strong>"Cai."</strong><br/><br/>Whether her targets were tea house customers or kung fu competitors, Kitana loved to tease and distract.<br/><br/>And with that little show obvious to the audience, they started showing their support by placing bets on Kitana, too.<br/><br/>