Note: Hey all! After hearing from a reader that chapter 4 was a bit too shy, I decided to write a sizzling hot chapter here for you, uploaded in the middle of the night for your eyes only! Hope you guys enjoy! Oh and by the way, I just realized that I forgot to put a note and a disclaimer for the chapter before, so don't mind that, I'll do one for both here!
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6. Second lucky day
A flash of light. A thunderstorm was brewing slowly outside of the Siberian Prison of Exiled war prisoners. The crashing noise of its bolts echoed on the wet walls of the prison as the clouds moved closer together, blocking the moon's rays from flooding the cells. Momoko's eyes were shining bright as flames in the sudden darkness, like those of a fierce animal hunting in the night, yet her skin glowed lightly, giving her a soft, ghastly appearance. She kept her eyes still on the hooded figure now almost completely obscured from view. Any mortal would have been incapable of seeing him as clearly as she could. To her, he looked as though he was made of marble. She could almost see how warm and alive he was, even though something didn't quite fit in his mortality. She had a feeling he wasn't like the other mortals. His body in the dark was cold and empty. Unlike any other man, he didn't have that familiar light surrounding him and filling him, a light she knew was the soul. He just had a black hole in the middle of his chest. That man has killed many for a mortal, she thought. However, she could feel the blood run through his veins, his dead heart beat feebly, and it almost made her thirst for him. However, she wasn't yet finished with what she had to say, and he sat before her, limp, waiting.
"I found it hard for me to fall asleep that night," She said, speaking in her soft purr. "My dreams were full of that man, the merchant I had met. I woke up several times after dreaming that Onee-san tried to kill him or me. It was a truly restless night for me. When I woke up the next morning, I really did look as if I hadn't slept at all, whereas Onee-san looked as perfect as usual. My mind went back to that man she had invited back here, into our home, to bribe him I don't know how into giving her those silver arrowheads. I started to understand that she was using his desire for her to her advantage, like I used to when I was a Geisha to get expensive gifts, but I didn't know what she had promised him in return. To comfort myself, I kept reminding myself of how she loved me and how she had told me she wanted me to be by her side forever. Thinking this made my anger and jealousy fade away like ice melting in the sun. There was no way she would betray me with this man.
"Onee-san kissed me lightly and left the house before I was ready. She looked like she had more 'hunting' to do, as I liked to call it then. She was very beautiful, and I doubted the emperor would turn her down himself, he who has the most beautiful women in Japan at his mercy. She left, her long hair swaying in the breeze behind her. I watched her, my cheeks slightly flushed, until she disappeared round the corner and then I got up myself to get ready. I don't know what made me want to dress my best today, but I felt I needed to look like a true Geisha or something close enough. I put on the Kimono I had arrived here with, for Onee-san had repaired it with her delicate and amazingly accurate fingers. It was completely renewed. I slipped it on, tying the Obi as well as I could by myself, and tied my hair up in a bun, revealing the one part of the female anatomy Japanese men admire the most, my neck. I sprayed some essence of cherry blossom on my wrists and chest and left the house, stepping gracefully down the empty lanes and heading to the village.
"The village was much more crowded that day. Apparently, word had spread out overnight of the sailors' arrival, and those living in nearby villages seem to have come here to shop. I didn't let the crowd of staring men intimidate me and headed immediately to the stand I needed to go to. They probably didn't think that a Geisha would be in such a tiny village. They were wrong and the thought made me smile childishly. I arrived and the merchant was bargaining with a man over a miniature live version of a cherry tree. I watched admirably from the other side of the stand, how he was constantly smiling pleasantly while the one wanting the merchandise seemed irritated by the conversation. The merchant was apparently a man of decision, one that would never hold down his opinion. As I continued to watch, I heard a cough next to me and a small man talked in a hesitant tone 'How may I help you, my lady?'
"I turned towards him and smiled sweetly. 'I'm here for the plant merchant. He promised to show me his personal collection of study plants.' The small man's eyes widened and he smiled in return. 'Oh yes, he has told me about you. I'm his assistant, Mine Kyo. Please, follow me into the tent and make yourself comfortable, my lady.' He bowed and waved his hand to show the way to the tent and let me lead the way. As I arrived he opened the tent for me and led me into the small space with a unique wooden table in the middle and crates of many plants surrounding it. The little man scurried around and wiped the table, then ran to get a bottle of something and set it on the table. He then ran towards me and smiled apologetically. 'I'm sorry for the mess, my lady. We don't usually have such wonderful acquaintances come into our tents. It's quite a pleasant surprise to have you here.'
"I was led to the table and asked to sit before the man hurried outside. I waited patiently, sitting like a porcelain doll. I wasn't sure how long I had waited but it seemed to me like forever before the merchant came into the tent, bowing deeply. 'I'm sorry to make you wait, my lady,' he said, eyeing me intensely. His smile grew into a kind of crooked smirk as he got closer to me, bowed again, then sat on the opposite side of the table. 'May I pour some wine for you?'
"'I would appreciate that, thank you,' I responded in a playful tone, smiling. His hand reached out for the bottle and he took out a knife with the other hand, popping the cork with it. He poured it, not taking his eyes off me, and watched me take a sip. The scarlet drink was sweet and cold, and it soothed me. It was the first time I ever drank alcohol in my life. Geisha aren't allowed any alcoholic drinks before completing their formation unless asked to drink by a man, and in my case, no one had ever asked me before. It burned my throat slightly, making my eyes water, but fortunately for me the man hadn't noticed. He was looking out in front of him at the many crates surrounding our table.
"'I talked to the captain about your request,' he said. I put my cup down and looked eagerly at him. 'He said he didn't mind as long as you will keep your stay short.' I frowned slightly, and looked away coldly. 'I apologize for his rudeness,' he continued, looking at me this time. 'His superstition makes him forget his manners sometimes.' He took another sip and I did the same, then I looked at him with innocent, sorry eyes.
"'It wasn't my intention to cause trouble…' I began, but I was interrupted with a wave of his hand and a seducing smile. 'There is no trouble done, my lady. He has his ways, our captain does. No one really understands him and no one really wants to. He is good to us, and that is all one cares about when he is travelling in an endless ocean. It often gets…lonely, on board,' He finished thoughtfully, moving his cup in his hands and watching the dark red liquid stir inside it. I just nodded and took another sip. For some odd reason, I was beginning to feel uneasy. I let the cup down once more as he got up, smiling at me his wonderful smile that reassured me. I got up right after him and was surprised at the proximity of his body to mine. I couldn't manage to remember how he had gotten so close, but he suddenly seemed much taller than I had seen him before. His eyes were even so much more intense I realized I had stopped breathing momentarily as I peered into them. There was definitely something about that man that I just couldn't ignore.
"'I'll be off to my selling now, my lady,' he said in his soft melodious voice. 'The captain awaits our arrival shortly before our leave tonight. He thought if less people knew about you on board the bad luck wouldn't spread that widely throughout the ship.' His smile grew and I giggled at the silly comment. What an odd man his captain must be.
"'I will make sure to come to the ship before everyone leaves the stands, then,' I responded, smiling back. 'May I ask your name, sir?'
"'Yamamoto Hayate, my lady,' he answered. I smiled and said, 'Then I will be looking for you, Hayate-san.' He looked at me again for another moment, long or short, I couldn't tell, and then he made his way out of the tent, holding it up for me to pass behind him. We nodded our farewell and I headed into the middle of the square. The crowd was getting bigger and it almost reminded me of Osaka. The last time I had seen such a crowd was in the big city. I couldn't believe so many people had come to this small village. The many tea and catering shops that were usually closed opened today, their managers hopeful that a customer or two might get hungry during their shopping spree. It amused me at first to watch all the many little activities that these people were worked up about, yet I soon realized that the time was passing far too slowly, and that it might be better for me to go home and make myself ready for tonight.
"On my way home, I didn't exactly know how I was going to get those poisons. Apparently, they were very rare and powerful, not to mention valuable to their possessor. I didn't know what I could bribe him with in order to get those plants. I must obviously give something in return for them, but the price might be high, I thought. I didn't know what I was willing to pay. In my haze of confusion I hadn't realized that I was in the garden of my home. I could see through the screen door that there was a lamp lit inside. It did tend to get dark in the house even in the afternoon, so the lit lamp meant that Onee-san must have come back. What was odd, though, was how early she had come back.
"I stepped into the kitchen, made myself a cup of mint green tea and opened the screen door to the living room. The lamp was lit in here. I looked at it for a while, confused, and then I shrugged. Onee-san must have left again and forgotten it. I sat at the table and sipped my tea, calmly enjoying the fresh taste on my tongue. Then, almost half way through my cup of tea, I heard a sound coming from within the rooms. I frowned and got up suddenly, scared. I ran to the kitchen and took out the broom then came back to the living room and stood in front of the door, waiting. I couldn't hear anything for a while, and then I heard it again. It sounded like a man. My head was suddenly spinning. What could a man be doing here? I held my broom tighter and slowly opened the screen door leading into the corridor. As I walked into the corridor, I could hear shuffling sounds and someone moaning. I walked still and then I saw them. Shadows were moving behind the screen door leading to Onee-san's room. Not understanding what was happening, I decided that sneaking in was the best idea. I slowly and silently opened the screen door and looked inside.
"What I saw was shocking to me at first, for I had never seen anything like it before. I was a fourteen-year-old girl looking into a room where an activity of the utmost intimacy was happening. I could see Onee-san facing me, lying on top of someone I didn't know. The room was dark, but I could hear a man's voice as this anonymous person was breathing. She was there, her head bobbing up and down on something I couldn't see, her legs sprawled next to her, her hair swaying with her movement. She had one hand on the floor, and the other playing with whatever it was she was eating, or sucking as I soon heard.
"I was now standing in front of them at the doorway, but they didn't seem to notice I was even there. Staring out at them to understand what was happening, I waited for my eyes to adjust to the light. Slowly, the picture became clearer, and I finally understood what was happening. Onee-san was performing Mizuage with this man. For you to understand, she was basically having sex with him. I quickly fell back down to my knees and shut the door almost completely, leaving just a crack big enough for me to see. I had never before witnessed something like this so openly, and I started to smile through my astonishment. Onee-san sucked on the man's penis slowly, moving her head up and down and pausing briefly to lick its head with a flick of her tongue. I was amazed at how she could take it all into her mouth almost completely. Her hand was languorously massaging his balls as she continued her ministrations. He had his hands on her thighs next to her hips, and he looked as though he was pulling her as close as he can. I couldn't see what he was doing, but apparently Onee-san was enjoying it very much.
"After a few moments of this, she got up off him and lay on the floor, her legs wide open to him. 'Please, let me have more of your tongue down here,' I heard her whisper to him slyly as she played with her lower parts. The man smiled hungrily and said, 'sure, if your pussy can handle it,' and he let his head between her legs and started to lick her. He would lick the top and then go low and poke his tongue into her hole a few times then go back to licking the top. 'Your clit seems to like this,' he said, teasing her with his breath on her. She giggled and said, 'you have no idea.' She really is enjoying this, I thought and I watched her move her hips in circles and squeeze her breasts. The man then slid a finger inside her, making her moan, and sucked on her clit. Onee-san's breathing became heavier and her left hand slid down her stomach and into the man's hair, holding his head to her as she watched him continue. By this time, I had started to blush, feeling slightly hot. It was the same feeling I had when Onee-san first played with me in the same way the man is doing with her. Seeing now what she had done to me earlier without my knowledge excited me as I remembered that night.
"'Would you make me come like this?' she asked in an innocent voice through her breaths. 'You like that?' He asked back, and she nodded fervently, smiling wider. He smiled back and went back to sucking her. Her tongue seemed to be moving around in his mouth, as though he was licking her as he sucked her. The slurping sounds became louder as he sucked harder, entering another finger inside her and moving it in and out of her. Her moan got louder and I saw her knuckles whiten as she held on tighter to his head. Keeping his lips tightly on her clit, he entered a third finger inside her and moved them deeper inside her. Onee-san gasped. 'Ah god! Don't stop, please, don't stop!' This was apparently a cue for the man, because he made his movement inside her quicken and his tongue thrashed in his mouth, flicking her clit through the sucking. Onee-san moaned loudest now and her body shook with a long orgasm, bringing waves and waves of pleasure inside her.
"As her orgasm subsided, the man got up, his member hard between his legs. Onee-san took hold of it and moved her hand on it quickly, locking her lips on its head and sucking loudly, deliciously. It made me wonder what it must taste like. The man grasped her hair and moved her head in and out, closing his eyes and moving his hips in harmony. When he let her go, she stopped and looked at him, smiling. Realizing she stopped, he looked down at her and asked, whispering, 'what?'
"Onee-san kissed his member and spoke in a louder voice now. 'Since you satisfied me, I have a special treat for you.' Then she turned her gaze to the screen door. My heart froze. I sat there, my limbs numb, watching her walk to the door and open it, revealing my presence to the man. He looked surprised and asked, 'What is this all about?' Onee-san smiled down at me and stretched her hand out to me. I took it, not knowing where this was going. As I got up, she leaned towards me briefly and whispered, 'Now you must learn.' I quickly glanced at the man, who was still looking puzzled and had apparently not heard what she had told me. I tried looking calmer and apparently managed to pull it off. I still had some Geisha left in me after all. They are the goddesses of pretending.
"The man watched me as I approached him and bowed. 'I am Momoko. I am pleased to be of service to you.' I wasn't stupid. I knew what Onee-san wanted to teach me. The man laughed and turned to Onee-san. 'Well that's a pleasant surprise,' he said, looking back at me and pulling my hair down from its bun as I stood in front of him like a doll. 'What can she do?'
"Onee-san looked much less tense now that she had the reaction she was apparently hoping for. 'Oh, she's the innocence of the night,' she said, putting a hand on my shoulder. 'She could do anything, provided you tell her exactly what you want.'
"'Oh, I see,' he said in a low growl, unwrapping me from the kimono as though he was unwrapping his own gift. I let it fall to the ground around me, making me completely naked in front of that man. He bent a little to have a good look at me. For some reason, I didn't feel at all embarrassed. I was just baffled by the situation I was in, and so, as in every similar situation, I'd rather play along and just see how it ends.
"His hands started from my face and down my neck, to my shoulders and to my breast. 'Very nice small child-like tits,' he explained as he continued to explore his new present. 'How old is she?'
"'Fourteen,' replied Onee-san. The man raised his eyebrows and looked at me in a perverted way I had never seen in a man's eyes before. He looked as though he wanted nothing more than to eat me whole. He put his lips to my left nipple and played with it, twisting it lightly and turning it around with his tongue. His other hand was on my other breast, his thumb on my nipple massaging me slowly yet eagerly. I couldn't believe I was being touched by a man in such places. Only Onee-san could touch me there. Now, I felt like an object, but I didn't feel worried or displeased. It was what Onee-san wanted of me, and I was going to obey her. I was even going to feel pleasure from it if that was what she wanted.
"The man slid his tongue over my chest from one nipple to the other, and then sucked on it lightly. I felt my lower parts heating up, longing for attention. Then Onee-san spoke, 'how do you like her?' The man stopped sucking enough to say 'good' and continued. His breath was warm on my wet nipples and his tongue was giving me more pleasure than I had expected. Of course, Onee-san had already played with my breasts, yet this was different. She never seemed that hungry or that absorbed by what she was doing as much as he did.
"As he continued to suck my nipples I heard him groan. Looking down, I saw that Onee-san was sucking him again with renewed vigor. Her hands replaced her mouth as it went down to suck his balls lightly. I knew he liked it, because he sucked harder at my nipple. I couldn't retain a little moan when I felt him, and he looked at me and smiled. 'Sit,' he ordered, and I obeyed. My knees were clasped together, so he took them slowly apart, revealing me entirely to him. He massaged my inner thighs slowly, making shivers of pleasure lightly quake me. He must have felt it, because he let out a little laugh and then proceeded to licking me around the hole and on the clit, playing with it and making me gasp every time his tongue touched it.
"Onee-san didn't let go of his member. She was now massaging him with both hands as her lips sucked its head harder than before. Her tongue played with the slit in the middle and a small drop of white liquid oozed out of the little hole. She lapped it up and spit it on him and continued to suck him, letting him deep into her throat. The man was groaning more often now, and he sucked on my clit. 'Ah!' I exclaimed unexpectedly. I couldn't control any sounds or movements I was doing anymore. His warm lips were sucking me, his tongue teasing my hole. It was so arousing I thought the ground I was lying on was shaking. My breathing became just as heavy as his. He pushed two fingers inside me and let me adjust to the movement. The feeling of something moving inside me was head-spinning. I felt myself get tighter on his fingers, and as I got tighter he went faster. Then he touched it. Deep inside me there was a spot he touched that made me almost scream with pleasure. He had apparently felt it, too, for his fingers went searching inside me, hitting that very same spot again and again, making me climb the stairs to heaven one push at a time.
"'I'm gonna come inside her,' he said suddenly. Onee-san let him go and I saw his penis up close for the first time. It was such an exciting sight. It was hard, hot and pulsing, and his balls were definitely tighter than when I had first seen him. He pulled on my hips and pushed himself inside me quickly, making me moan loudly again. One hand was holding me closer, the other was on the middle of my pubic bone with his thumb on my clit, massaging it, and I couldn't take anymore of this. He felt so hot and he moved so fast inside me, his tip just touching that very sensitive spot again and again. Before I could fully understand what he was doing, my orgasm hit me, more powerful than anything I've felt before. A ball of fire had erupted from within me, blasting me to space and burning the last of my energy. I was drowning in his groans of pleasure, feeling his movements shorten and a hot liquid leak from between my legs. I don't know how long it lasted, but I wouldn't have minded it lasting forever. As I calmed down, I felt him slip out of me, and Onee-san took him back inside her mouth, sucking the last of him.
"I got up slightly dazed. I was so terribly exhausted I could barely keep my head up as I leaned on my elbows. The man was getting dressed in his kimono once more, ready to leave. 'I suppose I will be paying the price of those silver arrowheads?' he asked, and Onee-san nodded curtly, a small smile on her face. Her eyes were glowing again in that way when she triumphs. The man bowed to her. 'I thank you for this wonderful night, my lady. Though I would have liked to know your name…' He started, but getting no answer, he shook his head and left the room, followed closely by Onee-san.
"I sat there, looking around, and then found the strength to get up and open the screen door to the back garden. I gasped as I saw the sun setting into the ocean. It was late now, and the merchants would be leaving. They always needed to pack before the sun set and then come back to the square in the morning and set their stands at sunrise. It was too late for me to go back to see Hayate-san now. I turned around, furious and picked up my clothes and stomped to my room. I sat there in a corner, still naked, knees tightly up to my chest, and watched as the sun set slowly. I still didn't entirely grasp what happened. I wasn't quite sure I could at the moment. If I resumed, I had caught Onee-san making out with a stranger, and then she had invited me in. It was disturbing, but not half as disturbing as the thought that I enjoyed every bit of it. My lover cheated on me for some silver, and then I was used like an object to fulfill one of the darkest fantasies of that man, and I liked it. I suddenly felt as though something inside me cracked. Tears were rolling down my eyes, yet I wasn't crying. I didn't feel sorry or scared. I didn't feel anything. I just felt cold. Empty.
"I heard Onee-san's footsteps on the floor treading lightly, and I dried my eyes quickly, without emotion and got up. She entered my room and hugged me. 'Thank you so much Momo-chan!' she said, squeezing me tightly against her warm bosom. She let me go and looked into my empty eyes with a satisfied smile. 'Tomorrow I'm expecting you to do the same with that plant merchant. You saw how it's done, all I have to count on now is your quick learning. Prove me wrong when I told you u weren't good for anything.' She took a step back, looked at me, pleased, then turned to the closet and found some clothes for me. She adjusted my futon and helped me in my clothes, then lit a small lamp for us to see and put it net to the futon. By that time the sun had set completely and it was pitch black outside. Only the soft murmur of the sea could be heard through the wind. I still felt in an odd state when she offered me a cup of tea and sat on the futon, inviting me next to her. I did as I was told, and she wrapped her arms around me. 'I love you, Momo-chan,' she whispered in her angelic voice. 'I want what's best for you. This world is cruel and will be crueler as you grow up into the beautiful woman I see in you, just waiting to blossom. I need to teach you how to protect yourself and get what you want from the cruelest of men. Don't think of these merchants as good people. They sell their objects for a price no one in this tiny village can hope to touch. Do you find that fair that the rich are well supplied for their quests and the poor lead the life they didn't choose simply because they have no resources to help change it into what they have always wanted?'
"I shook my head. It really didn't seem fair to me. Why should they be leading happy lives while we suffer to survive? 'I'm trying to give you the life that will make you comfortable, Momo-chan,' she said. 'I pay a high price, I know, but it is the way things are. This is the life we lead and that we did not choose. I didn't choose to have a killer for a brother or lose my entire family. You didn't choose to be attacked in the middle of the night and get kidnapped to be sold as a slave. However, we have something others in our situation don't. Do you know what that is, Momo-chan?' I looked up at her, curious. Her grey eyes were soft and smiling. 'We have a will. It is our will that makes us see an opportunity and do everything to turn it to our advantage. Others dwell on their dreams of becoming something more than what they are, but we take the steps to accomplish every dream that passes by. Do you know what happens to those who have a will? They have a way, Momo-chan. They lead the lives they want to lead. Though I may not be proud of having to sell myself for resources, I know the day will come when I leave the village to avenge my family and be truly happy. Even if I suffer now, Momo-chan, I can see a light in the end of the tunnel. You must always remember that. Where there is darkness in times, there will always be a small spot of light, of hope.'
"She bent her head lower to mine and rubbed my nose playfully with hers. Those words were truly reassuring for me. I felt that all was probably not lost. Even though I had lost my past, my future and my innocence, I still haven't lost hope. Not only that, but I wasn't alone, either. Onee-san was also suffering, and probably more than I was. I couldn't imagine what it might have felt like waking up drowned in your own blood, the air around you heavily reeking with the scent of your dead parents. It was truly a luxury for me to wake up safe and sound in such a beautiful home and have an even more beautiful woman take care of me. I bent my head back and finally kissed her. Her lips were so sweet. She kissed me back passionately, and let her tongue slip into my half opened mouth, exploring it. I sighed and swirled my tongue around hers, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks. I loved it when she kissed me. Just when we needed to breathe, it ended with a smile and a long, warm hug. She leaned to the floor, still embracing me, and took me down with her. We were in a warm bubble of happiness, and right before I fell asleep soundly, I saw her pick the lamp up and blow out the light."
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Tadaaa! That was the sixth chapter! Some more coming up as soon as the muse hits me again! Oh and please, PLEASE review! If it's good or bad, review! I would appreciate any one-worded comment (I know I sound desperate)!