Bankotsu's Harem

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7. Kikyou’s Master/Saikobi’s Merry Little Chase

Kikyou appeared calm on the outside, but inside she was a mess. She had done all the training, and gone through several hard lessons, even been branded the property of Bankotsu, that had been horrible, but Suikotsu had quickly applied a salve that had made the horrible burning less, and when it started to burn again, he was there applying more salve. To be picked to be the first...well, she was nervous, she was scared, and a part of her anticipated what was to come. She did not want her virginity taken from her, this should be something she freely gave, but she had no choice. Given a choice, she may have even picked the doctor, she knew it was odd, he had captured her, and was helping to keep her captive, but he was the nicest of the men, and he was very attractive. Kikyou felt her face flame, and her mind turned back to her current situation.

She wore a gown of deep burgundy red; her hair had been pulled back from her face in two small braids, which joined in the back, making a larger braid. Her lips had been stained burgundy to match her gown, and her eyes had kohl, giving them a seductive, bed-room look. The gown was short, with slits on either side, showing off her shapely thighs, and the neck was a deep v-line, that fell almost to her navel, leaving her breasts peeking out, nearly showing her nipples. The outfit make Kikyou feel desirable, beautiful, and excited, for although she was not vain, she knew she would be found sexually appealing in this outfit. The only jewelry she wore was the silver manacle around her ankle.

She waited for the order to go to her master’s home; she did not have a long wait. She was accompanied by Mukotsu, and he led her to the most lavish house in this town of theirs. Once inside, he led her down a hall, and knocked smartly 3 times at the door. A smoky male voice bid enter, and Mukotsu looked at her expectantly, his facial expression saying, I don’t go beyond this point. Hesitantly Kikyou slid the door open, closing it behind her, noticing that Mukotsu was already halfway down the hall, as she did. She turned, agonizingly slow, for her fear had congealed into a knot in her stomach. Would he be ugly? Would he be a giant like Kyoukotsu? He was the strongest of them. Would he be brutal with her, being the cruel leader?

Two tapers burned near the door, allowing him to view her, but she could only see shadows, and nothing of the rest of the room. She was unsure as what to do, and hesitantly took a step forward, his satin voice stopped her, “Don’t move, I want to look at you.” Kikyou blushed, and tried to hold still, her breathing becoming erratic with her nervousness, and it took a great amount of will-power not to fidget.

Bankotsu sat in the darkness, watching the sultry female before him; he knew sas ias intimidated; this is what he had wanted. She stood like a doe frozen in fear as you stared at her down the length of your arrow, knowing it was coming, just not when, and hess tss to flee. She was beautiful, with her black silken tresses shimmering in the candle light, her eyes appeared black in the darkened room, she wore the richest red, the redseduseduction, they had chosen the right color for her, it caused her creamy skin to appear rosy, and he watched as a flush passed across her features.

When he had looked his fill, he beckoned her forward with his voice. He watched her hesitate, and slowly entered the darker recesses of the room. Bankotsu reclined on a western bed that he had seen in some of the richer homes he had decimated. It was covered in pillows, and blankets made of silk, and stuffed with down. He leaned over, and quickly lit the oil lamp that stood on a small table next to the bed. Kikyou hesitated again at the spark of light, and the warm glow coming from ahead of her. She edged closer examining the man she would give her virginity to in a few moments. He reclined on the bed, his hair pulled back into a braid that fell over one bare shoulder. A dark marking on his forehead drew her eye, but it was hard to make it out in the sparse light. His large eyes looked the deepest lavender, and the light gleamed off his black hair. His skin was a bronzed hue, and his muscle definition was exaggerated by the play of the light across his chest.

Kikyou stood at the foot of the bed, unsure, and he motioned her to sit next to him. She crawled from the foot of the bed to him, causing him to grow stiff, watching her cleavage. She knelt next to him, and her skin jumped under his touch. He ran his hand over her thigh, and it was a silky as it looked. “Touch me,” He commanded.

This was becoming familiar territory to her, and she reached out, lightly raking fingertips across his chest and belly, she drew in a deep breath, for the muscles she felt, were NOT exaggerated by the candlelight, as she had previously thought, he had a beautiful body.

Bankotsu reached for a jar he had on the bed-side table, and handed it to her. Rolling onto his stomach, he shrugged off his pants, and told her to the the scented oil into his skin. Kikyou’s mouth went dry, but she did as she was told, brushing her breasts across his back, as she replaced the jar on the table. She started on his shoulders, rubbing and massaging the oil in, and worked her way down. He let out small sighs of contentment as her soft hands played over his skin. Kikyou could feel her body starting to react to his, as she made her way over his hard buttocks, kneading and working the flesh. She worked her way down his legs, liking the texture of the course hair under her fingers. When she had finished with his feet, he rolled over, and Kikyou stifled a gasp at the hardened male member protruding very obviously before her. Large luminous eyes met smug male ones, and a dimple stood out on his cheek. “Are you going to continue?” He asked softly, his voice carrying a hint of male ego. Kikyou blushed for the second time since entering the room. Quickly, she leaned across his body, dipping her fingers in the oil, and started on the tops of his feet.

He watched her as she worked, felt her hands, smelled the oil. For both of them it was a highly erotic experience. Kikyou paused when she got to his genitals, choosing to skip them and continue up his flat belly. She made her way up his chest, leaving his body gleaming with oil, and by the time Kikyou had covered his entire body in the scented oil, her nipples chafed on the inside of her silk gown, and her thighs were damp from her excitement.

Bankotsu reached up, pulling the sides of her gown apart, revealing her high breasts to his eyes. The nipples had puckered, and begged to be touched. He trailed a lazy finger around one hardened peak, and Kikyou let out a small moan of longing. He grabbed her wrist, knocking her off balance to land full on his chest, and captured her lips in a searing kiss. When their mouths broke apart, her breathing had become labored.

He rolled her onto her back, pinning her partially under his weight, and she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him down into another kiss. This time, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, and her queried back, causing him to groan this time. While the kiss continued, he undid the belt on her dress, allowing it to fall open. He pulled her arms out of the sleeves, and looked down at her naked form. She was so aroused at this point, that she no longer had embarrassment.

His hand skimmed over her belly, tangling in her nether curls, and Kikyou’s excitement leapt. He gently rubbed at the sensitive flesh there, until he found the little nub of flesh, causing her to writhe beneath him. Her eyes had taken on a glazed look, her skin a feverish hue, as she let out soft cries of pleasure, her hands wandering over his chest and back, finally finding his hardened member. She stroked her hand rhythmically over him eliciting guttural grunts from deep in his throat.

Her legs opened wider, as hips jutted upward. He pulled away from her, and she felt bereft for a moment, not sure why. When she felt him settle over her body, placing his hardened member against her sensitive lips, inching inwardly, and invading her body, she felt a moment of panic, she wasn’t ready for this. But it was too late to do anything now, he was inching farther into her, his steel rod stretching her soft folds uncomfortably, he paused noticing her grimace, and bent down, kissing her. His hand found its way to her breast, playing with the soft bud he found there.

When he felt most of the tension leave her muscles, he quickly broke her maidenhead, and she let out a cry of agony. ‘I will not cry, I will not cry,’ the litany she said over and over again. He was moving inside of her, and it hurt, it hurt bad. His large member stretching her, and causing her to hurt in places she didn’t know she could hurt. Slowly, as he continued to move over her, the pain lessened, subsiding to a dull throb. She lay under him, placidly, waiting for him to finish, and took this time to look at his face. His eyes were closed, and a light sheen of perspiration covered his forehead. He had full, beautiful lips, and she had loved the feeling of them moving across hers. His nose was straight and small, and his face rounded. His large eyes set perfectly in his heart-shaped face, and his black hair had come loose in places from his braid, causing tendrils to cling to his damp skin. His broad shoulders and strong upper chest were well defined, and Kikyou was spellbound that a man such as this, so handsome and strong wanted her.

She allowed her hands to snake around behind him, and hug him close to her as he continued his rhythmic thrusting into her. He reached down between their bodies, and found her bundle of nerves, and Kikyou almost screamed at the renewed sensation, bucking up underneath him. Her eyes rolled back in her head before falling closed, and she began to meet him thrust for thrust as he continued to work her sensitive nub. She could feel it building; the tingling ran down her legs, and into her feet, causing her feet to feel almost numb. She knew if he stopped she would die, and if he didn’t, she would die also, for her heart would burst in her chest. She moaned and writhed, and she stretched farther, as he grew in size, being close to orgasm himself. And just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, the dam burst, and she fell over the edge, screaming out her pleasure, and lightning bolts of electricity coursing through her. He tensed over her, as he thrust one more time, burying himself in her honeyed depths, to find his own release. He threw back his head, and felt his hot seed shoot deep into her, as his whole being pulsated with blinding ecstasy.

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Saikobi sighed, as she sat on the edge of the pool. She had been given one of the rooms attached to the bathing house to live in, with a small pallet to sleep on, as well as one spare outfit in case her other should get wet. This was more than any other girl had been given, she knew that, but she was also the only girl that the men had been given free rights to, well, if they could catch her, and none had yet, she made sure of that. But they kept coming back, and the other day, Renkotsu had almost caught her. They had been particularly relentless that day, and she had bathed all of the men, and theme ome one after another, not allowing her a break in between. Renkotsu had been the last one to enter, and when he began to pursue her, her she had been tired, and he almost trapped her in the corner of the pool.

Another time, Mukotsu had called her over to bathe him, and had tried to snatch her into his grasp, she had quickly jumped out of the way, but that had made her realize that these men were sneaky, and she had to be on the defensive constantly.

When the giant had appeared for a bath, thankfully he had only come once so far, she had been horrified; will that man try to catch me? He is literally 3 times my size, and would kill me if he tried to... Saikobi blushed. She knew what happened between a man and a woman, she would be naive not to, she had seen animals coupling, and she had asked her mother questions as a small girl. Her mother had always been honest with her, ‘Mama, why is that ladies belly so big? That woman’s belly is large because she carries a baby in it. But how did the baby get there, did she swallow it? No, sweetie, a man put it there, just like your fathut yut you inside of me. But how does a man put a baby there? Do you remember asking me what the cats were doing the other day, and I told you they were coupling? Yes. That is how it is done.’ Curiosity appeased, Saikobi had asked no more questions.

Thankfully the giant had not tried to catch her, had he tried, he would have had her, because he took up half of the pool, and she had no room to flee. It had taken her quite some time to wash him, and the pool took a long time afterwards to cleanse itself.

She kicked her legs, and glanced down at her thigh. She too had been marked, as had all of the girls, and although it did not make her happy, the marking was permanent, it was a pretty glyph, and she almost felt like it made her look prettier having it. Renkotsu had been quick and skillful in marking her, causing as little pain as possible, she knew it was a directive of the mysterious Bankotsu, and the other men had to follow. She had learn lot lot working the bath house, because the men would talk as if she weren’t there while they were bathing together. And speaking of Renkotsu, Saikobi saw him entering the bath house; she quietly slipped into the warm water, and awaited his arrival at the pool.

When he entered the pool area, Saikobi’s eyes greedily took in his form. He had a nice overall physique, his muscles toned, without bulging all over the place like some of the other men, Saikobi liked muscles, but not some muscle bound dunderhead, Renkotsu was smart and cunning, it showed in his techniques he used trying to capture her, and she was actually beginning to take thrill in his visits, and his near misses. She wred red what it would be like to allow him to capture her, and have his way. Her thoughts were interrupted by his graceful dive into the water. For a fire-user, he should be out of his element in the water, but he was not, he swam well, not as fast as Saikobi of course, but quite well, especially considering that most of the villages that were not by the sea had few to no people who knew how tim. im.

Saikobi let out a sultry smile as she saw him glide under the water, making a straight shot for her, she allowed him to get close, almost touching her, before shooting off to the side; she felt his fingers graze her thigh. Hot tingles of electricity coursed through her at the touch, and she fled all the more quickly for it. He surfaced quite a ways from her, and a determined look marred his features. He swam across the surface of the water, trying to box her into a corner, but before he could cut off her escape, she fled to another corner of the pool, a delighted laugh tickling Renkotsu’s senses.

Thinking to distract her, he drew her into a conversation, “Have you had many visits this day?”

“Not really, you are the third to come today, and it has been some time since the others left.”

He tread water, but he was slowly closing the gap between the two of them, while keeping an impassive face, and hoping that she would not notice the distance between the two of them lessening, painstakingly slowly.

“Who were your other visitors?” He continued to query her, and draw her out, they talked of the bath house, and who came, then the topic changed to the color of the water, which reflected the night sky, and then the night sky, and the stars in it, and they discussed the different shapes you could see in the sky, he asked her questions about the sky, and how she knew so much, and she talked of being a young girl on one of her fathers merchant ships, and having him show her the stars, and how to make several shapes, like an archer, a lion, a dragon, and so on. She actually became so caught up in the telling that she didn’t pay attention to the fact that he was getting so close, until he was almost right on top of her, and could have reached out and touched her.

Realization suddenly shone in her eyes, and his eyes shone with victory as he lunged for her. She dove, quickly, and swam under his feet, fleeing to the other end of the pool. She surfaced to the sound of his cursing, and her laugh tinkered across the water like bells on a string. Frustration written all over his face, she asked him, “are you ready for me to bathe you, master?”

A very sullen Renkotsu replied that he was, and swam to the side of the pool where she kept the bathing supplies, and resisted the temptation to grab her while she bathed him. This was the agreement, she would allow all of them the chance to try to catch her, but if they did not catch her, then they would allow her to bathe them without hindrance, or worry that they would try to grab her.

Saikobi began on his face, and washed away the remains of the purple makings on his face, allowing her a free view of his handsome face. She wished he would stop applying the purple markings, but knew better than to voice that opinion. When she had finished bathing him, and he had soaked, she followed him from the bathing area into another room, and waited for him to stretch out on the table. She applied the warm oil to her hands, and worked the scented oil into his skin. As she did, she wondered what it would be like to have him apply scented oil to her skin; maybe she should have let him catch her, maybe tomorrow...

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AN - I know that I had both Saikobi and Kikyou using scented oil, but I want the distinction made that where Kikyou’s act of applying oil was erotic, meant as a gesture from Bankotsu to allow her time to adjust to his body, Saikobi’s act of applying oil was part of the bathing process. Even though he is bathing almost every day, it would be more a customary thing that was done, because most people did not bathe every day.

I am assuming again, but it is another educated assumption. As bathing was not as common back as as it is now, people still smelled the body odor, and as such, used perfumes and scented oils to cover that scent. I first encountered this concept as an adolescent in “A Wrinkle in Time” well, I believe it was one of the later novels in the series, but the twins were sent to Noah’s Ark, and it was a desert type of place, and one of the women offered one of the boys a bath, and he jumped on it, but all it was, was a perfume bath, no water was involved. It was a very good series, by the way.