The Emperor and concubine from the far west
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				Title: <strong>The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 20:19:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/zhugeliang-600.jpg)</div> <div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/HimejiCastleJapan.jpg)</div>Sun Liang sat on his throne like any other day, the spot he would rule his empire ever since he surpassed his father after death. Under his rule the Liang dynasty had thrived, peace blanketed the land and the people were well fed and protected. Having taken the reigns at a young age he had yet to pick a empress to produce for him an heir, non of his concubines before that producing him even a bastard son. Sexually he was insatiable, but he was growing bored with the concubines of the various districts. The outer towers of his castle housed his concubines that spread his empire but he seldom called for any of them passed a third encounter. He was not an old man by any means, but his advisers had mentioned it would be in his best interest to at least try to produce an heir with one of his many concubines. Without an heir, peace would leave the land and war once more would run rampant. <br><br>His search for new concubines had him order his diplomats along with soldiers to venture out of his empire for the most beautiful women the world had to offer. The order had been sent out months ago and recently reports of their return began to surface. The palace was busy as always, most duties were split between the many advisers so that Sun Liang could look over the new women himself. Many of them would be bathed and urged to be presented in the finest silks his weavers could produce, he was sure they would all be in need of a little pampering after a tour of the massive empire. <br><br>He waited patiently in his throne room, left by himself except for his personal guard at the doors he drank peach wine and played go with a young son of a loyal supporter. Liang was a brilliant tactician and was wise beyond his years thanks to his father's personal tutoring as a young boy. Everyone who met him, nearly always fell in love with the man. His presence was soothing, his handsome features and well physique formed made him an emperor everyone loved. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 21:21:58</strong>
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				A few weeks ago, Magda was happily living in her village far west from China. She didn't even know much about cultures very far east of her, but the quaint existence was peaceful and happy. In her area, the Chinese women would be considered exotic, as the majority of the women were relatively pale with blonde or brown hair. There were a few redheads, but in her tribe, she was the only one currently. Around 19 years old, she was well formed and curvy, beautiful in a sweet way. Her face was heart shaped with apple cheeks and a dimple on her chin. Her mouth was small with cupid's bow lips and a button nose. The largest feature of her face was her eyes, which were very big and turquoise in color. Blue eyes were common in her village, but she had more green in her tint than most. <br><br>Her hair was indeed her crowning glory, as it was long and curly...and a deep wine red that shone brightly in the sun. Her skin was pale and almost translucent, and she almost always had a rosy tint to her cheeks and lips. She was in the age of marriage, so her parents had been looking for a good man. So far there had been a few offers, but Magda was notoriously stubborn and independent, which caused her quite a bit of trouble in the romance department. Mainly, she didn't want to marry yet. No man had caught her interest, and gifts and flattery got them nowhere. She was clever and charismatic, always the center of attention. Music was her greatest passion, and she would often sit by the fireside with her lute to pick out notes and write songs. Her voice was smooth and pretty. She was perfectly content in her life, although it was about to change forever.<br><br><br><br>The night <em>they</em> came, she was out by the river just looking at the stars. Night was her favorite time. She heard the riders approaching her village and sat up immediately, running back to her family's modest home. However, she was too late to warn them. She saw tan skinned men with strange eyes and dark hair searching through each shelter and pulling out all the women. Lining them up, they held up a torch and spoke to each other in a strange language as they inspected the crying females. They felt around their bodies, looked at their hair and stared into each set of eyes. After speaking back and forth to each other, they seemed ready to move on...and they hadn't seen Magda, who had remained hiding behind a tree. She was about ready to defend the women, but the men seemed ready to leave. Letting out a breath of relief, the women looked the same and the men mounted their horses.<br><br>She was almost free to go back and check on the villagers when suddenly a horse came from behind her and she felt a man dismount right by her tree. Cursing her luck, she prepared to run, but the man caught at her and yelled to his companions. They rode over and dropped to the ground to hold up the torch to her face and inspect her. Yelling in her native tongue, she fought and struggled, but it didn't seem to phase them. They looked over her hair, eyes, body and everything in between as their talking grew more excited. She hoped that they'd simply leave her like they did the others, but unfortunately after a bit of conversing, they smiled and one of them pulled her arms behind her to tie her wrists. Another man lifted her squirming body onto a horse, and he mounted behind her so he could hold her still with one hand. <br><br>That was the last time she saw her homeland.<br><br>-----------<br><br>The journey was long, tiring and dusty, so she was glad to see the city when they arrived. However, as the men couldn't communicate with her, she had no idea what she was here for. Part of her knew she didn't want to know. As soon as they rode her through the city gates, they passed her over to a group of women and eunuchs that shuffled her to the inside of one of the palace buildings. Inside, there was a large bath with oils, along with several serving women who all looked startlingly different than Magda. She kept resisting, but after a couple of hours, the redhead was bathed, perfumed, beautified and dressed in the finest silk she'd ever felt. They weren't unkind, but as she couldn't communicate with them, she kept fighting. Soon a large Eunuch with a stoic face looked her over and nodded to the women before pulling her with him. However, after a few minutes of walking, he grew tired of her constant attempts to run, so he took a silk scarf and tied her hands together in a sort of leash that he pulled. Before she knew it, they came upon the grandest dwelling she'd ever seen, and he pulled her through the door and into a lavishly furnished room. There were men and serving women in various tasks, but they all stopped and stared at her as she passed. Obviously she looked incredibly different from any of them, and they didn't know what to make of her. <br><br>Magda's face was firm and proud, as she refused to give in to whatever people had chosen to kidnap her. As the Eunuch moved forward, the crowd parted and she sensed that there was someone very important at the end of the aisle.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 22:08:44</strong>
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				Sun Liang had been informed of an exotic beauty and was eager to greet her. He had even smiled and chuckled at her reported stubbornness, even if he was concerned with the language barrier but only by second thought. As she came into view he watched curiously at the way she was brought in, her hair was a color he had never seen before and that quickly snapped his attention. Her skin was lighter than cream and he could have sworn her eyes had sapphires in them. She was built thick and curvy, feminine in ways the woman of his same creed were not.<br>"She is prefect."<br><br>He ordered the eunuch and waved them off, the man rose to his feet dressed elegantly in his regal robes and stepped forward to inspect her a little closely. Removing a glove from her hand he caressed her cheek softly, knowing she would not understand what he was about to say.<br><strong>"You are mine now..." </strong><br>A smile formed across his features as he took the leash her wrists were bound to and led her out of the throne room. His back was not turned her way, in case she tried to strike him down in any manner. They backed towards a chamber above the throne room, his personal and lavish quarters. <br><br>A large cushion sat in the center, thick and plush. It was covered in silken thick sheets and blankets to add even more comfort but they did not approach it as the doors behind him were closed. He dropped the regal robe to the floor and remained in a more humble under robe. His headdress and gloves were removed, his hand once more moved to touch her body but did not undo the bindings at her hands. He was ready to force her if need be, he could turn the silks she wore into restraints if forced and had done it before. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 22:55:40</strong>
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				As the elegantly dressed court parted for the eunuch, Magda looked straight ahead without hesitation and saw the most magnificently outfitted man she'd ever seen in her life. He just oozed raw power and authority, making everyone else in the room seem invisible. He caught her gaze, and she stopped struggling for the moment. Raising her chin, she met his stare without cowering, and didn't seem intimidated in the least. He said something quietly to the eunuch, and soon the eunuch left her alone as the man moved forward. Obviously he was some sort of monarch here, and everyone gave him a wide berth. <br><br>Removing the glove, she soon felt his large hand caress her cheek, and she turned away to try and escape his touch. He spoke to her in his native tongue, and although she could hear the possessive tone, she had no idea what he said. This was horrible...she was lost in some strange land where no one spoke her language or gave her any freedom. Soon he took her "leash" and led her out of the room and climbed a few steps into an even more lavishly furnished room...obviously a bedchamber. <br><br>When she saw the luxurious cushions and pillows, she panicked, already imagining what he planned to do. Swallowing, she began pulling at her bonds as soon as she heard the doors close. She tried to pull her hands free, but the eunuch had done a good job of tying the silk handcuffs. She watched nervously as he dropped the ornate outer robes and then removed both his headdress and gloves. She tensed and pulled even harder at the silk, moving away from his hand when he moved to touch her. He was truly a handsome man, and the environment was lush and heavenly, but that didn't mean she wanted to be here. Although he wouldn't understand her, she spoke through gritted teeth.<br><br>"Don't touch me...let me go."
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 23:49:07</strong>
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				He did not expect her to willingly follow him to his bed like others had but it did not matter to him at all. The leash was pulled and he pushed her onto the soft bed, his calm demeanor should not be underestimated, all the previous concubines could attest to that. A new fierceness rose into his eyes as he began to open the silk robes she was put in. His eyes quickly scanned the cream colored skin to the well trimmed bush decorating her pubic area. <br><br>His hips had straddled her thighs to prevent her from kicking, each hand went in opposite directions. One dug deep into her the red hair up top her head, letting his fingers curl around the soft strands. His hand moved around to the back of her head to caress her. Liang's hair was long ans soft but not like a woman's, he loved the long locks of hair. When his other hand found the trimmed patch he noticed the difference in texture but did not mind, his fingers rolled into the bush and pushed further south to the tip of her sex. His fingers found the slit soon and continued to fondle her, the look on his face kind but with the determined and near possessive look any man would give his lover. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 20:18:57</strong>
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				Her angry words and resistance didn't seem to phase him at all, leaving her in even more of a state of panic. She needed to leave...now...but there didn't seem to be any way to escape. His face was calm and kind, but it was firm in its resolve. Her breathing picked up and her heart raced as she was pushed onto the plush bed. Truly it was softer and more comfortable than anything she'd felt in her entire life, but she couldn't enjoy it...not like this. <br><br>Her silk robes were soon opened, and Magda blushed from head to toe as he examined her body. Her breasts were larger than most women in China, although not overly so. They were peaked with pink nipples and a dusting of a few random freckles. Her waist was slender in comparison and flared to full...but not too much so...hips. Her virgin sex had a trimmed patch of dark auburn curls that had been left at their natural length until her "beautification" rite earlier. Now the pink lips of her sex were visible, although she kept her legs firmly closed. <br><br>She would have tried to kick, but as he had predicted that fact, he prevented it with his own legs straddling her. Her head tipped back as he caught at her long hair with his hand, and soon his other hand caressed her red pubic patch. It was the first time anyone had ever touched her there except her own fingers, and her hips bucked in surprise as his long fingers caressed the sensitive lips. She gasped and tried to twist out from his weight, but it was no use. The strange sensation that his touch produced caused heat to pool deep in her belly. Her eyes flashed as she met his gaze, and there was no denying the possessive look he gave her. He wasn't showing cruelty, but he obviously intended to have her whether she was willing or not. <br><br>Her face was nervous, and she spoke again.<br><br>"Please...please, let me go."<br><br>Her voice was firm, although she was begging. She knew that it was pointless to speak when he couldn't understand, but it came out instinctively.
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 20:44:53</strong>
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				He did not let whatever she was saying deter him from what he was doing. This red headed women was an exotic treasure and best of all it was all his. The tone of her skin earned her his fingers rolling up and down the porcelain skin eagerly. His hands were soft when compared to a warrior or farmer but he was by no means a weak man, he was far more disciplined in martial arts then even some of his generals. <br><br>A delight was found when his hands cupped each ample sized mound in his palms, the long digits coiled around the flesh and squeezed. The smile on his face remained as he tilted forward and took one of the nipples into his mouth. He could not resist the urge to bite at the pink nub, catching it between his teeth and rolling it back and forth before he suckled at the flesh around the nub to leave the red marks of his suckling on them. The breast that was not be tended to he released and gave it a sudden smack, dragging his well manicured nails against his flesh. She would learn that Sun Liang liked to get a little rough with his concubines. The nibbling continued until as his arousal caused his manhood to swell slowly under his robe. <br><br>With a groan that only meant he did not wish to stop playing with her ample cleavage, he shifted his hips and turned her over onto her belly.His hands undid the bindings of her wrist but quickly retied them behind her back, her forearms now parallel to one another to make sure she had no chance of using her arms for what he had planned. The silk was soft but the knots were tight, crossed in a very nice decorative way he had studied many times before. <br><br>A pillow was shoved under her belly, more added to proper her ass into the air with her face into the cushions. In that position it looked like she was offering herself to him, his hands moved to spread her thighs apart so he could get a better look. His hands spread her cheeks lowly to look at her, mumbling words of adoration at the pink lips of her sex that ended with the red bush. His robes had slipped open, his cock aching to take his new concubine. Finally he knelt directly behind her, rubbing the crown of his swollen manhood against her skin, groaning at the touch, she even felt different then other women he had been with in the past. 
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 04:49:56</strong>
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				His fingers were much softer than any man from her village, as her father and brothers had calloused fingers from the fields. However, she could feel the masculinity emanate from his form, and knew that few...if any...would ever cross him. He began palming her full breasts, and her breathing sped up quickly. She was in a foreign country...wrenched from her homeland against her will and submitted to a grueling journey only to be pampered and perfumed for what essentially will be rape. No one understood her language, and she didn't understand theirs. This was hell...it had to be.<br><br>Whether or not she liked the situation, a woman's body could be manipulated without her giving permission. Therefore, when he leaned forward and took a nipple into his mouth, she gasped and her body involuntarily arched up into his lips. She had never felt anything like it, and honestly...it felt good. When he slapped the other breast, though, that brought her out of her pleasured surprise and she tried to twist away again. <br><br>Before she could return her mind to thought after his attention to her nipples, she was suddenly on her stomach. As soon as he untied her wrists, she tried to slap at him, but he soon tied her up again. She sighed in disappointment, but tried to move her hips down as he lifted them. Her position left little room for freedom, though, and he was much stronger than her. Her ass was soon in the air, but she tried to keep her legs closed. It was no use, and he spread her thighs. He seemed to like what he saw, but she blushed deeply and was humiliated. As he suddenly rubbed his cock along her skin, she tensed and murmured some desperate words that didn't help. She was slightly more moist from the nipple suckling, but still scared to death...and angry.
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 08:39:51</strong>
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				Sun Liang moved his legs right between her own, preventing her from closing them as much as she tried. His strong hand pushed between shoulders into the bed for her to keep her bottom up high as he fondled it with the tip of his cock. Her body was so soft and inviting, the tip of his cock was finding difficulty pressing past those lips which confirmed his assumption that she was still a virgin. That fact alone made her worth much more, his determination to be inside of her doubled instantly. Pressing past that first barrier he found the other, his hands moving to her hips for him to push past it in one powerful stroke. <br><br>A groan left his lips immediately as he felt the surge of blood against his cock, taking her first time in such a forced position sparked a new lust in the emperor. The clam man he was was stripped away as he began to stroke deep into her body. Nothing she did nor said (not that he would understand it) would be able to stop him from taking his pleasure from her forcefully! 
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 09:18:12</strong>
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				His powerful thighs prevented her from closing her legs, and she started to try and yell for help, but she stopped when she realized it was useless. Everything she did was useless! His cock began moving up and down her slit, making her squeeze her eyes shut...not wanting to admit that this was happening. She knew that in this country, he was probably looked at as a God...but to her, he was just a man who was stealing everything that was dear away from her. <br><br>Soon she felt the thick head of his cock pressing against the resistant opening to her sex. It already hurt as he strained, so she tried to keep him out with her muscles. He wasn't deterred by anything, though, and suddenly her world came crashing down as he forced his way in. The pain was unbearable, and she let out a shriek as her whole body tensed. Perhaps if he'd been gentle, if might have been bearable...but he hadn't. He also didn't pause to give her time to recover, and she struggled hard against her silk bonds as he thrust in and then pulled out. The silk bonds were similar to him, she realized. He appeared soft and kind at first, but he was absolutely unmovable...and she was trapped by both. <br><br>Tears of pain ran down her cheeks, and she whimpered as the sting made her heart race.
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 09:36:11</strong>
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				Her body was thick in places the native women were not, he was starting to enjoy running his hands all along her hips as he thrust himself deeper into her from behind. It did not matter if she whimpered or yelled to the heavens, nothing could make him stop from having his exotic beauty. Her skin stuck out on the bed of silks, his attention turned to look at his blood streaked cock as it continued to pump into her! <br><br>A hand moved down her back and grabbed her hair from the back of her skull, pulling on it so could see her face through a mirror directly across from him. The reflection was jaw dropping, her body was so feminine he was actually angry at himself for tying her up. Lowering himself into her back, he felt her hands press into his belly but it did not matter at that moment. His hips humped into her still, his thighs grinding into her porcelain ass. <br><br>Sun Liang's lips moved towards her neck, a hand slipping under her to molest her breasts as he took her. He was getting close to his release, curosity sparked in him, how would she like the feeling of a man cumming inside of her. 
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 17:48:34</strong>
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				His hands were almost soothing, but they did little to halt her pain or anger. He continued to go deeper, touching places she hadn't known were there! Groaning in despair, her eyes were closed until he grabbed her hair and yanked back. Opening them in anger, she was surprised to see a mirror that she hadn't seen before. Her tear streaked and flushing face looked furious and miserable, but she closed her mouth and tried to stop her tears. She was successful, although her breathing was still uneven as she stared into his face boldly through the looking glass.<br><br>When he leaned down further into her soft body, her breathing turned more labored, but she didn't gasp...she didn't want to give him the satisfaction. His lips on her neck felt good, as did his hands on her breasts, but she of course couldn't forget the situation. <br><br>The intrusion was getting easier with every thrust, and she had to admit that she had heard after the first time it felt better. She could already feel a small tingling whenever he would hit a certain spot, but the stinging pain overpowered it for now. 
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>08-07-2010, 23:06:47</strong>
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				The final strokes into her were deep and hard, as if he was rutting into to form space within her body to spill his seed. His face had pressed into the nape of her neck, the war breath from his breathing rolling along her shoulders and neck. Both hands kneaded at her soft breasts as he got closer to his release. He was not the same composed ruler she had met minutes ago, he was a grunting and rutting sexual fiend who was enjoy the flesh of his new concubine! <br><br>Finally he came, a series of jets followed his throbbing manhood buried deep inside of her. The thick warm liquid pumped put of his testicles with an intensity he found himself unable to gasp for air until he was empty. Her body was now only for his pleasure in use, his hands moved from her chest to stroke her hair gently before he rolled over next to her and took a few moments to recover. 
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				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>09-07-2010, 02:44:04</strong>
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				She could only whimper and moan in distress now, trying to control her tears and emotions. She would show him...she wouldn't let him get away with this, even if he was the king of this land. Maybe she'd be killed for it, but she didn't care. <br><br>He kept going hard and fast, forcing her body against the mattress again and again as he grew more frenzied in preparation for orgasm. Suddenly he tensed, and she felt him erupt inside of her with thick spurts of warm cum. It actually soothed her stinging canal, but when she thought of the possibility of carrying his child, she grimaced. <br><br>Finally he was done, and she felt him move off of her and pull out. He rolled over to the side, but she just remained in the same position...on her stomach, with her hands tied behind her back and a pink mixture of her blood and his cum dripping down her inner thighs. She didn't cry now...just laid there...numb.
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				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>11-07-2010, 00:22:05</strong>
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				His hand idly ran down her back with a kind almost smooth caress, his lips brushing against her shoulder in soft kisses until he was rolling off the mattress and threading his hands back into his robe. He was pleased with her, even whispering how he favored her now in low hush tones that was reserved for lovers. But he was a busy man and he had other priorities. Fortunately she would share his bed chamber that night but for the time being he called a few female servants as he even forbid that eunuchs eye his new concubine. <br><br>"Bathe her, feed her, give her what she wants...find me a scholar or send to collect one who knows of the empires of the west...but make sure she is back at my bed chambers this night."<br>He waved them all off and slid himself back into his regal robe after he cleaned himself off and reported back to the throne room. His advisers did not even mention the Emperor's absence, they simply returned back to work as if nothing had happened. The life of a woman forever changed as she became the concubine all the women of China would be envious over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 23:17:57</strong>
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				She ignored his touching and kisses, as her anger and despair overrode everything that was happening physically at the moment. She did notice when he got up and left, although she wished she could have understood what he whispered. The servants were all female, which seemed odd considering how many men (eunuchs) had previously taken care of her. He spoke something, and then they each curtsied low to him as he left. Sighing in relief, she figured perhaps she could get them to understand that she needed to escape. <br><br>One of the women (there were 5 in total) came over and untied her hands from the silk bonds that the Emperor had left. Sitting up, Magda pulled her previous robe up to cover her shamed body and looked at the women with hope in her eyes. She knew that none of them would likely speak her language, but she needed to try. Pointing to the door, she spoke desperately.<br><br>"Please help me. I need to escape and get back home. I was abducted, and my family probably thinks me dead."<br><br>They all stared at her with kind expressions, but if they understood what she wanted from her hand gestures, they didn't show it. Instead, they simply came forward and gently led her into an adjacent bathing chamber. She tried to pull away, but the door was already shut and barred...apparently from the other side, as there were now only 4 women. Although Magda kept protesting and trying to pound on the door, the women were surprisingly persistent, and soon had her in the bath. She insisted she could bathe herself, but two of the women did the task for her anyway. They used rosewater and various other soaps and oils that left her perfumed and soft. When they ushered her out, she was soon dried and put in a fancy gown and robe (http://www.china-cart.com/bookpic/200912/20091229233514.jpg) that went well with her hair. They also provided slippers, (http://www.china-cart.com/bookpic/200810/200810711113.jpg) and several pieces of pearl jewelry. Her ears were not pierced, so they couldn't put anything there (yet), but she was provided with a necklace, bracelet and hair accessories. As her curly hair dried, they fashioned it into an elegant updo (http://www.china-cart.com/bookpic/200910/2009101205357.JPG) (without the strands hanging down...just all up) and placed pearl pins randomly in the red mass. When she was done, they added crushed berries to her lips and cheeks, as well as kohl to her eyes. When she looked in the mirror, she could hardly believe it was her. Still, she needed to get out.<br><br>She hadn't made it easy on them either. She had continually tried to get away, and had fought them most every step of the way. There was no way she was going to be stuck here. Once she was finally out of the bathing room, they led her reluctant form to a beautifully carved table in another adjacent room that was laid out with an impressive feast. It looked like there were 20 different dishes, along with wine and tea. Her eyes widened, and suddenly her stomach growled. Taking a deep breath, she decided she better eat. Sitting down, the women (now 5 again) watched her as she filled herself...which still left the majority of the food. From there, they led her back into the bedroom and continued to ignore her pleas for help. Suddenly she was locked back inside as darkness fell, and she paced restlessly. She was perfumed and dressed up like some peacock, and she felt horribly uncomfortable. She looked for and tried several different doors around the little complex she was in, but there was a eunuch stationed outside of each. Her heart pounded as her anger grew. They couldn't just trap her here! She was a human being! However, she knew instinctively that the Emperor would be the next one to see her, and she dreaded what he'd do. She had to figure out a way to escape.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:12:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://juima.org/events/images/semi-thumbs/20050811-Sydney-Chinese_Garden_of_Friendship-scenery-4.jpg)</div>Sun Liang was pleased when he heard that his red headed lover had eaten, bathed and changed even if she had done it with extreme difficulty and hesitance. He chuckled while speaking with an adviser and when asked he retold the story of a stubborn child who would never except his role in life, very few knew the child in that story was a tale of his great-grandfather long ago. The day carried on quickly after that, except for that evening he knew he would have someone in the audience that evening. After his dinner he excused his guards, advisers and council for the evening and returned to his chambers. He was told about the numerous escape attempts of "Jia" (the name he picked out for her) and simply smiled before he entered his chamber.<br><br><strong>"Jia?"</strong><br>He looked around for her, knowing she was around somewhere in the room. His servants had entered previously and lit lanterns and candles to keep the room illuminated but in the shadows and multiple corners of the bed chamber he could not spot her. Perhaps she was asleep? Whatever the reasons he knew he had a chance to strip down from his regal and heavy robes and oiled his body with the&nbsp; creams that gave him his pleasant scent. A thin silk robe came over his well filled frame, clinging to him to outline his physique. <br><strong>"Jia?"</strong><br><br>Sun asked once more, picking up a small bamboo flute before he was opening two doors to a small balcony. Down below was the lavish garden, small flames (floating on lilies) illuminated the lake.&nbsp; The night sky was clear, stars shining brightly above. Standing at the edge of the wooden rail he moved the flute to his lower lip and slowly began to play, a habit of his that had formed since child hood. <br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 01:36:22</strong>
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				Magda had heard the Emperor approach, and had rushed to a small alcove in the corner of the large room. She hid down behind a dressing screen and watched through the crack for hinges. He entered and began calling out an unfamiliar name. Jia? Who was Jia? The new concubine watched as he stripped his heavy and ornate robes to oil himself with lotions that filled the room with a very pleasant...yet masculine...scent. He truly had a very attractive body, but Magda wanted nothing to do with it. Swallowing as he redressed himself in a silk robe, she heard him call the strange name again and then open two doors to a balcony...although Magda could not see what was beyond the doors. In her mind, this meant a door was opened for escape, and she had to try. Of course, when she heard the flute begin to play, she was surprised. Was that him? It was truly beautiful, although unlike anything she had heard or created. As music was her primary love in life, she couldn't help but come from around the screen and inch closer to the doors.<br><br>She didn't want him to see her, although logically she knew he would. When she slowly peeked around the doors, she realized that without jumping off the balcony, there was no way of escaping from these doors. Perhaps she would just listen for a few more seconds before going back inside and remaining hidden. She felt like a perfumed whore, and realized that was probably exactly what she was. She was leaning over to try and hear his song more clearly when she stepped a bit to the side and then caught her toe in the unfamiliar folds of fabric. Gasping as she knew what was about to happen, she grimaced as she fell forward and caught herself with her hands. A few pearls from her hair fell out onto the wood and she knew she looked stupid just lying there by his feet. Quickly, she fixed herself and stood up, grasping the rails for support. Refusing to look at him, her blushing face instead faced out and down into the garden as her pride demanded she act as if nothing happened. She had never been graceful, unless it came to music and dancing. Now she placed her hands on the rail and tried to pretend that everything was fine...although she longed to hear more music. That was universal, and it calmed her frayed nerves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:34:42</strong>
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				He did not expect for her to be drawn out by the music, but he was grateful she did. For a moment it appeared the anger in her face had receded for a moment. Turning to face her, it appeared as he was playing for her now. A slow and soothing ending to his current tune before he stepped inside for a brief moment and came out with an instrument for her. Would she know how to play? From the information his diplomats have gathered the tribes she came from did have music but he was curious to what they enjoyed. <br><br>His hands rested on her shoulders and turned her to face him, the instrument in his hand offered to her kindly. <br><strong>"Jia..." </strong><br>He tapped at her chest with a smile, before he tapped his own chest.<br><strong>"Sun" </strong><br>With the formal introductions made, his fingers brushed across her rosy cheeks before he took a seat on a nearby bench and waited for her to play. From his seat he was able to enjoy the manner in which she was dressed, so elegant and curvaceous in all the proper ways he was already thinking of dragging he off to his bed chambers once more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:52:16</strong>
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				She moved closer and was surprised when he offered the flute. Looking at it, she realized it was quite similar to the flutes they had in her tribe, so she slowly lifted it to her lips and closed her eyes. Blowing out a few experimental notes, she curved her fingers and played a traditional tune (http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/s/Track+42/2ThFe4) from her people and gradually grew more comfortable. She swayed slightly with the music and forgot about her troubles for a moment before finally finishing the song. When she was done, she opened her eyes and blushed a bit more at her sudden return to reality. Handing him back the flute, she remembered what he had said about the names earlier. Jia? Where had he gotten that name? Shaking her head firmly, she mentally noted that his name was Sun before she pointed to him and repeated. <br><br>"Sun."<br><br>And then she pointed to herself.<br><br>"Magda."<br><br>Her cheek was still slightly warm from where he had brushed across it with his hand, and as she stood against the rail, her form was silhouetted against the half moon. Looking down in awkwardness, she stayed quiet and turned around to look at the garden. With the lights in the lilies, and the moon's reflection in the water, it was truly a beautiful sight. The scent of Jasmine drifted up to her nose and she inhaled deeply...feeling the calming influence wash over her. The palace complex was gorgeous and very different from her relatively primitive village and homes. Her clothing was beautiful and soft against her skin. Honestly she felt like a princess, but a trapped one. She didn't turn back to him, but she could sense his powerful presence watching her at all times.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 03:35:39</strong>
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				<strong>"maaa aa g..daaaa" </strong><br>He practiced the awkward word a few times before he tried it normally to prevent looking like a good.<br><strong>"Maagdaaa...Magda."</strong><br>It felt like he was not saying anything, a meaningless word until he connected her face to it. He would not force the name Jia on her, even if the meaning was her in every way. If anyone tried to all him anything but his birth name he would take great offense.&nbsp; <br><br>The final time he said the word he was pressing his chest into her back, his arms resting on the railing with his lips lingering over to her ears.<br><strong>"Magda..."</strong><br>He whispered lowly, nibbling on the lobe of her ear softly as a hand made its way into her gown and robe from the top. His hand cupped one of her breasts, a gentle squeeze given to the soft mound. No matter if she hated or liked him, she was still his concubine and she had her own duty to perform to the emperor. His hips inched closer, pressing himself into her rear end. They were close by then, their body heat feeding one another and her scent being drawn in with deep breaths of air. His lips worked their way down her neck into the corner, suckling and nibbling at the white skin as if he was tasting her. The pearls were brushed aside with his tongue, the fondling of her chest continued slowly but not in a manner that would expose her to anyone looking up at the balcony that night. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 03:46:48</strong>
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				She was in a position that any woman in China would kill for, and yet she didn't want it. She wanted to go home. No matter how lavish these surroundings were, it wasn't home. He attempted to say her name, and at first it was rather humorous. He couldn't seem to get it right, but when he finally got close enough, she nodded and even smiled a bit. She was about ready to turn around when she felt him suddenly move behind her and press into her back. Her heart raced and her breathing hitched, but she didn't resist yet. <br><br>When he nibbled on her earlobe and began massaging her breast, her eyes closed and she instinctively tilted her head to allow him better access. Her nipple hardened under his touch and her lips parted slightly as her breathing grew more shallow. Soon his mouth was on her neck, kissing and sucking on the pale and sensitive skin. At this, she caught her bottom lip between her teeth and moaned softly...obviously liking what he was doing. His attention to her chest was arousing her, as was his mouth on her neck, but suddenly she realized what she was doing. Opening her eyes, she tensed and straightened in his arms. Shaking her head in refusal, she moved out of his grasp and leaned back against the side of the balcony, adjusting her gown and trying to look stern. It was rather useless, though, as her face was already flushed from excitement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:01:30</strong>
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				Her defiance was refreshing in many ways, he could feel the inner strength of the women but it was her soft features that attracted him to her the more! He stepped forward with a assured smile on his face, his fingers rolling across the side of her cheek softly before his lips pressed into hers. The stolen kiss was held in place with his other hand rolling around her wast to hold her close to him. <br><br>His tongue pressed against her mouth and demanded entry, head tilted to the side to let him create that seal. The fingers rolled higher to her hair, pulling the pin that held the do up. The red curls cascaded down her head, brushing across his own face which had him deepen the kiss as long as she allowed it. He would have her! One way or another she belonged to him and she would realize it soon enough. She could go willingly or he would tie her and use her as he pleased! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:15:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't seem bothered by her resistance at all, and this almost annoyed her. She stared at him as he brushed his fingers against her cheek and then leaned in to kiss her. At first she kept her lips closed and refused to return the kiss. However, when he pressed his tongue inside, she was briefly caught up in the erotic wave of their mouths entwined. Her eyes fluttered closed and she even moved her lips back against his before she realized what she was doing. Opening her eyes, she tried to shake herself out of it as he let her hair down. She had to admit that she was thankful for that, as the unusual hairstyle had felt very odd and uncomfortable to her. <br><br>What confused her more than anything was that she honestly wanted to continue with the kiss. He was sensual, and there was an odd connection between them...perhaps it was the music. Breathing harder, she turned her face away, only revealing her cheek to him, although this time she didn't pull out of his arms like she had. The night's magical atmosphere seemed to be getting to her head! Where had her will gone? For a moment she considered trying to fight him physically, but she knew he'd only win and force himself on her. Deep inside, her soul seemed to want to surrender and taste what erotic pleasures could be felt in his bed...but her pride demanded that she not go willingly. All in all she was quite confused.<br><br>"Sun..."<br><br>She originally said his name to try and tell him to stop, but when it came out, it sounded husky. She was ashamed of herself...tonight, she had planned to resist him and even try to escape, but something was preventing that. Was it his seductive presence? The music? The night's beauty? Or perhaps the smell of jasmine? She didn't know, but if he thought she was always this easily bended to his will, then he would be sorely mistaken. Still...she wanted to feel his kiss again. She wouldn't stoop so low as to kiss him herself, but she did turn her face back and look up into his dark and almond shaped eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:45:44</strong>
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				He was curious if that look in her eyes was the crack in the resilient wall he was looking for. Leaning in again he nibbled on her lips, not sealing a kiss as his hands slid up and down her body slowly. The curves of her figure were explored, a luxury he had not allowed himself earlier when he took her virginity. She was resisting her in ways he had never known a women to resist and it was not the worst thing. It felt basic, the primal instinct between a hunter and prey. His lips caught her lower lip between his and he tugged back gently, suckling on the moist flesh before he attempted to press a true kiss to her mouth again. His stubborn tongue pushed forward into hers, his hands finding themselves at her rear end. <br><br>His hands had been busy, sliding off and undoing parts of her gown and robe until one little movement would free her fully of her clothing that evening. During the course of it all he was retreating back into the room, the doors left open so they could watch the night above them. With a smooth transition her clothing fell to the floor in a large pool, his lips moving down to take an erect nipple between his lips. A hand pawed at the other, fondling the warm flesh as they were lowered onto the bed once more...<br><br>Sun Liang remained vigilant, expecting her to resist or fight him off...<br>He wished to talk to her, explain to her what an honor she had been given to be chosen as his concubine. How her life would go without need for anything, but another side of him wanted her to remain strong. His mind was as turbulent as the sea during a storm and the more he indulged in the comfort of the red headed woman, the more he realized it was because of her his own life had been turned upside down. He was excited about being in his bed chambers, the lust in his body was not just to pleasure the flesh and be rid of his concubine as quickly as when it was over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 05:01:56</strong>
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				Magda leaned back as he took her lip between his teeth, and didn't even notice the fact that he was undressing her as they went. She felt his hands on her body, and goosebumps followed his touch before she felt him tug back on her lip. She groaned in faint pain at the soft bite, but more at the kiss he planted on her next. She was breathing through her nose, and her eyes closed once more. When his tongue intruded once more, she tentatively let out her own tongue to taste him as well. Although small, the choice brought a strange explosion of sensations that made her press her lips more insistently against his. <br><br>She'd just give in for a bit longer, and then she'd push him away...at least, that's what she kept telling herself.<br><br>She finally realized that they were back in his room, and in a surprising move, her clothes pooled around her feet. Truly shocked, she felt like an idiot as she pulled her face back and her eyes widened. Looking down, she was about ready to cover herself when he suddenly took a nipple between his lips. Heat pooled deep in her belly and she was thrown off guard enough that she fell back onto the bed when he pushed. Her nipples were rock hard now, and she was growing increasingly wet. It felt like she was melting into his embrace as he manipulated her body with talent. She vaguely remembered she was supposed to push him away, so she raised her hands and tried to push at his still clothed chest while her mouth formed a denial that he probably wouldn't understand.<br><br>"No."<br><br>It didn't sound sincere, though, and she knew that he was gaining control over her physically...at least, for tonight. <em>Only</em> for tonight.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 05:46:24</strong>
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				Her fingers caught on his thin robe, pushing it away which let him believe that she wanted to see his body as well. Shrugging out of the robe he let his hands roam down to her legs and part them to allow his hips to fall between them. They both wore nothing, their bodies pressed together and the kiss of her flesh on his felt good in ways that spiked his excitement. <br><br>His fingers rolled all over her skin, from her breasts down to her thick hips which forced an erotic groan from his throat. Fingers slid into her hair and his kisses moved up and down her face and chest, the thickening organ increasing in width and length slowly. <br><br>Finally he lifted his lips and used his hands to press himself against her entrance, not discouraged by the tightness of her body. He was excited that she was not making him tie her up, for that he swore to himself that he would make her body feel as much pleasure as he would. Still she was tight to push into, the thick crown spreading the soft pink lips slowly, demanding entry. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 05:58:42</strong>
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				When he removed his robe, she couldn't help but feel his hard and muscular chest. He was truly perfectly shaped. Still, when he parted her legs and his hips fell between them, she grew nervous and was about ready to try and roll out from under him when he ran his hands up and down her body and then kissed over her face and breasts. His mouth was warm and felt wonderful. However, she soon felt the thick member press against her tight opening which was only barely less tight than it had been this morning. She considered closing her legs and trying to keep him out, but she knew it would be more painful that way. <br><br>His thick cock head spread her pink fleshy petals, and she hissed in pain as it pushed in. She still wasn't used to the intrusion, and her eyes squeezed shut as her heart pounded. Her hands went to his shoulders and she dug her nails into his tan skin from the intensity, and she whimpered from the size...although she did notice that it was much easier than earlier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 19:21:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His push was slow and gentle, much different then earlier that day when she had resisted and fought him. A low groan left his throat as he felt her body envelop him slowly, the slick walls clung to him so tightly it caused his probing organ to throb with excitement. A hand slid under her shoulders to keep his body lifted over hers as their hips finally met. The heat from her had his skin warming up slowly, the withdrawal began and soon the invasion began once more in the gentle cycle. <br><br>Fingers continued to toy with her rosy cheek as he lowered his lips over hers and kissed her gently at first, the aggression building as his tongue pushed into her mouth to find hers. His lower body was in full motion by then, pressing him deeper and longer with each stroke until their hips seemed to move in unison. The kiss between them would break his lips bury in to the corner of her neck, his exhaling breath rolling over the skin he would leave wet from his kisses and lapping. He grunted as he felt her dig deep into his flesh, earning her a faster pace to the point the smacking of their bodies became louder then his draws for air. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 21:05:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Magda wanted to resist him...she really did...but every time she got ready to, nothing happened. His hard member pushed slowly and gently into her still sore sex, and she gasped as the sting returned. However, there was more than just pain there this time. <br><br>When he pulled her close and began sliding in and out of her tight and slick canal, she felt something twinge inside of her. Then it left...but maybe if she moved her hips just so...<br><br>"Oh!"<br><br>Her eyes widened as another jolt of pleasure ran up her spine. As he kissed her, she returned the kiss breathlessly as her body instinctively moved against him. The pain wasn't gone, but it was a mixture of pain and pleasure. She met his thrusts and whimpered in confusion. Her body was beginning to truly love what they were doing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>14-07-2010, 03:10:37</strong>
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				A smile spread across his face when she made those sounds he knew only meant she was starting to enjoy herself. Her movement was a surprise, it drew a grunt from him as he adjusted to it. With her submission he trust firmly into her body, truly enjoying the intimate moment much more than the night before. <br><br>He released her hands, moving one down her leg to make her bend it at the knee, effectively cradling his hips with them. As much as the act of sex was natural, he would not mind being her teacher if it meant he could train her in the ways. He could teach her what he enjoyed and having legs wrapped around him was the very first lesson that night. <br><br>The strokes continued at a steady pace, enjoying her body was priority over sexual release that evening. His body warmed from the activity, the cool air felt good across his slicking back and chest. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 20:55:04</strong>
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				He was moving in long deep strokes, sending her body further and further into a surprisingly pleasurable daze. Breathing hard, she grasped his back and allowed him to lift her knee. At first she was confused, but the new angle brought a groan from her, and she sensed what he wanted. A bit cautiously, she lifted both legs and wrapped them around his waist. Gasping at the sudden change, she arched into him and felt their bodies press more and more against each other. <br><br>He was still so large...and she was so tight...but they were fitting together more easily, and her body moved faster in time with his. As if by magic, the pain had been replaced by a delicious torment of pleasure. For now, she forgot about the earlier rape....she forgot about the abduction....she forgot about the captivity. All she remembered now was the beautiful garden...the music...and this wonderful feeling. Moaning, she thrust up against him continually and her mouth found his. She kissed him with an innocent and enthusiastic passion, completely confused and engulfed by the flames of her lust. Her body seemed to be coiling for something...climbing towards that peak that she'd never reached with a man before. Her ankles locked behind his hips, and she pulled him close.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>26-07-2010, 03:36:32</strong>
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				If he had to describe what he was witnessing, it was like that of a flower blooming. He could not dwell on the fact he had forced himself on her earlier for it would taint what he was seeing now. This woman had been a girl earlier (By standards she was a virgin) and would be the only one to ever enjoy her physically. He was enjoying how readily she accepted her blossoming womanhood and he he wanted her to enjoy it then himself.<br><br>Sun was not a selfish lover, he never would be. His strokes became steady as her legs moved just how he wanted them to. The comforts she brought to him would be matched with the pleasure she would give her! His lips devoted itself to the kiss, giving back as much as he took. His body continued the pace, slowly increasing the pressure to the deep and long strokes. He grunted once in a while, she was so tight he felt as if she could squeeze the air out of his lungs if she wanted. <br><br>He wanted her to cum, he wanted to force her to the edge and the new angle he began to push into her was more for her then him! 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 20:11:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sun was giving her feelings she'd never experienced, and she loved it. It was unreal how suddenly the pain had eased, but she wasn't complaining. Her hands wrapped around his shoulders and her nails ran down his back to leave red lines of passion. She threw her head back as their bodies moved together in sweat-slicked harmony. Her full breasts were pushed against his chest to pillow out. Her flushed face showed intense pleasure, and her body kept climbing toward that peak which seemed so close...and yet so far away.<br><br>"Sun..."<br><br>She didn't even realize that she had said his name, but the tone was wondrous and almost begging. Finally she began moving up against him as his strokes deepened, and she knew it wouldn't be long. He was brushing against her clit and g-spot alternately, and her whole body began to quiver in anticipation. She panted as she closed her eyes in concentration, and then shattered. Gasping, she arched off of the bed and into his waiting arms as her world exploded. Her body squeezed his cock powerfully, and she soaked their already wet connection. She shook mightily as waves of ecstasy washed over her, and she cried out in bliss.<br><br>"YES! SUN!"<br><br>Her nails dug into his shoulders, leaving crescent shaped indentations, and she whimpered as she finally came down from her magnificent pinnacle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 20:15:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His teeth clenched when he felt her fingers begin to tear into his back, the pain only urged him to give her his last few pumps with a new zeal. He grunted as he heard her call out what sounded like his name, her voice seemed honey and laced with pleasure instead of contempt and anger. The flooding her felt when she clamped down on him made him groaning and gasping for breath!<br><br>Sun's face buried into her neck, taking her porcelain skin between his teeth and bit down to mark her. With a final groan, his piston strokes slowed as the first thick spurt of cum was pumped into her clenching cunt. His body covered hers, his grunting moans were made against her war. Her thighs cradled his pulsing testicles as they emptied themselves inside of her. <br><br>As it came to an end, he remained inside of her, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close as he enjoyed the receding sensations of their intimate exchange. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Clio</strong> on <strong>04-08-2010, 20:23:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He bit down and then flooded her quivering cunt with his seed. It felt so good that aftershocks of pleasure raced through her bloodstream...making her moan. She hadn't expected the intensity of pleasure. Actually, she hadn't expected pleasure at all, so this was a shocking encounter. She could barely breathe, but she was gradually recovering, and the bite that remained on her skin ached deliciously. She knew that would leave a mark, but then again, everyone knew what was going on in here anyway...it's not like people would be surprised. This sent a surge of sadness through her, but her body was still basking in the afterglow. <br><br>She held onto him, just as he did her, and then relaxed beneath him. Panting, her eyes closed and her sweat-drenched brow showed dark strands of red hair slicked to her forehead. She still smelled of the aromatic bath oils they'd used earlier, but now there was a delicious musky scent of sex in the air. As he remained inside of her, she felt some of his cum leak out around his cock, and she realized that he must have filled her to the brim. She thought briefly about a child, but she didn't dwell on it.<br><br>As she calmed down, her blue eyes opened and met his dark slanted ones. This was all so strange, and she honestly didn't know how to react. She would say something, but he wouldn't understand it...so she remained quiet. Experimentally she wiggled her hips a bit, and the delicious friction earned another moan from her before she stilled. She was tired, but she honestly didn't know what he'd do next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Emperor and concubine from the far west </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aiden</strong> on <strong>10-08-2010, 09:16:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Not only was it her duty to be sexually please him, if he wished she would be his bed mate all night long. After their bodies had recovered he pulled away from her hips and guided her to her side. He was quick to position himself behind her and wrap his arms around her body as if she was a large pillow meant to comfort him. The evening was cool and comfortable, the sheets kicked off of them to allow them to sleep nude. Sun nuzzled into the back of her neck, caressed by the red curls of her exotic hair. On top of that he enjoyed knowing he was the reason her thighs were stained with the clear glaze of his seed. <br><br>
			</dd>
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