Date: Mon, 10 Feb 2020 20:18:26 +0100 From: Sasha Steele Subject: Assassin Assassin By Sasha Steele The Emperor Futumoto was beside himself. He had the lost scroll of Wu almost in his grasp. And now the treasure was in the hands of the barbarians that flanked his south western border. He looked at the pathetic pair before him. "You had strict instructions to protect the scroll and yet took the mountain route through barbarian territory." Futumoto sighed and with a wave of his hand dismissed them to their fate. Their negligence was punishable by death. Only he had the vision to foresee a united Empire of wealth and commers. Of elegance and intellectual pursuit. The Emperor fumed. He would like to smash that barbarian chieftain Dako aside. But his hands were tied. Empires are built on the intelligent use of power along with diplomacy. With his armies engaged to the north he was forced into a shaky alliance with the barbarians. The Emperor meant to have the scroll for his library no matter what. But as it had been stolen by his soldiers, disguised as barbarians, in the first place he could hardly lay claim to it outright. The matter would require other, more delicate, means. Princess Heisha Manyoto's carriage crested the low mountain pass into the barbarian territory of south-west Japan. The princess well knew the danger. But with the powerful Manyoto name and alliance of their province with Futumoto of the Zang provence to the north, safety was assured. Half way down the low mountain the princess, as was expected, encountered a barbarian hoard. They stopped the carriage. "I am a Manyoto princess," Heisha snapped, "how dare you interfere with my passage." "A princess travelling alone? This is dangerous territory. I hear that barbarians may be about." They all laughed. "I demand to see your Chieftain," the princess said. "Take me to him at once!" The princess's carriage followed the barbarians into the valley where a well guarded fort stood at the center of a sprawling village. Princess Heisha was assisted from the carriage and followed them into the main building. The Chieftain, a brute of a man, towered over the somewhat demere princess. He took in Heisha's stunning beauty, style and elegance of dress, the arrogant authoritative manner. His cock hardened. "To what do I owe the honor of this visit Princess?" The chieftain asked. "You have in your possession the scroll of Wu. I mean to purchase it." The chieftain roared with laughter. He pinched the skirts of the princess's elegant silk dress. "And what price is my little beauty willing to pay for such a treasure?" Princess Heisha ignored him. "I will need to authenticate it. May I see the scroll please?" The chieftain fetched the scroll and watched as the princess examined it then set out a price in gold. I will need more than that the chieftain said as he grabbed hold and roughly pulled the princess to him. (No one knows who the assassin is. He remains in the shadows and works through intermediaries. No one is safe. The Emperor had used the assassin before. The intermediary who now stood before him was no more than a beautiful boy. Futumoto's instructions for the assassin were simple. Kill the chieftain and bring back the scroll.) The chieftain held the princess tight. "I mean to take you princess. Turn your backside to me." The princess relented, turning around as the chieftain had ordered. And then suddenly, with blinding speed, the princess spun back around. A razor sharp knife in hand. The knife raked across the chieftain's throat. He fell silently to the floor. The princess/assassin picked up the scroll and left. "You are to escort me to the mountain pass," the princess told the leader of the barbarians who had led the carriage to the fort. The leader looked to the building as though to confirm. "I'm afraid your chieftain needs to rest," Heisha laughed. The leader laughed too, then mounted his horse. Princess Heisha's carriage was part way down the far side, nearing the Manyoto provence border when the barbarian hoard over took it. "The Cheiftain orders your return Princess." The Chieftain? It can't be. I killed him. Princess Heisha thought dumbfounded. Protest was futile. The carriage was led off in another direction. Deeper into the mountains. To a stone monastery-like fortress. They entered through the gate. The princess was aided from the carriage and led to the main hall. "Princess Heisha Manyoto I am Chieftain Dako. The man you killed was a decoy chieftain." Dako scrutinized the princess's extremely beautiful, though heavily made-up, face. With glisten black hair done in an eloberate gold imbelished coif that hung to the waist in back and dressed in a flowing silk golden colored gown with intricate gold decoration the princess radianted beauty. The Manyoto clan have many princesses, Dako said. "Though your beauty exceeds all you are not one of them, but imposter." "Who is it you think I may be then?" The princess asked. "My spies tell me that it was Futumoto who stole the scroll then dispatched an assiassin to slit my throat and retreave it. Yurei, the ghost assassin is you Heisha. You are no princess. You are not even a woman." This chieftain, the real one, though larger and more muscular than the decoy had been, was more refined, handsome even, and clearly more cleaver. He's dangerous, Heisha thought, my life is in peril. The princess roared with laughter. "You, a barbarian that lays with goats wouldn't know what a woman is, let alone a real princess. Very well, if my life depends on proof of my womanhood then I must show it to you." The princess turned away saying, "help me with my gown barbarian." Then whirled back around with knife in hand. But Dako's hand was there to stop it, trapping the wrist. Heisha had never seen such reflex or felt such bone crushing strength. The other hand though was already in motion. Long golden fingernails, sharp as talons, raked across the eyes could blind a man. But Dako trapped that wrist as well. He crossed the princess's wrists gripping both with one hand. Heisha tried kicking to no avail. Dako drew the princess forward and to the side changing hands as he did. Now positioned behind the princess he took the sash from his kimono to lash the wrists. Dako then pushed the princess face down onto a table and tied both hands to a post. Drapped over a table with arms pulled forward and hands securely tied the princess realized that attempting to escape was futile. The chieftain was just too big and too strong to contend with. Dako lifted the princess's golden skirts to reveal a glistening white silk under kimono. He lifted that as well. Tight, white silk stockings were tied with ribbons high on the princess's shapely thighs. Gold straps from the platform sandals wound over silk covered ankles. The princess was wearing fundoshi panties made from two white silk ribbons sewn together to form a (T). One ribbon, the waist band, was two inches wide - the other a nine inch wide panel. The waist band is tied in front with the panel hanging down the back. The panel is twisted to form a thong. It is then drawn under and between the legs and up the front where it is pulled through the waistband with the remainder hanging down in a short apron over the front of the panties. The thong of Princess Heisha's fundoshi panties was drawn into the cleft between two magnificent globes. Dako shoved his hand between the princess's warm thighs and onto his tight silk covered scrotum. The chieftain then hooked a finger under the thong and drew it aside as he freed his throbbing erection. The princess thrashed about, whined and cursed as Drako fucked him. He felt both anger and shame. Anger that he had allowed himself to be ensnared thusly. And shame that even as this chieftain brute raped him Heisha's cock was hard. And when the chieftain came inside him Heisha came in his silk fundoshi panties. When he had finished Dako freed Heisha's hands. "The princess will be staying as my guest," he told his attendants. "See to her needs and comfort." Later on Dako returned. The princess was in the midst of being prepaired for bed standing before a mirror in his silk underwear - white stockings, fundoshi panties, a gadoru girdle made of six inch wide ribbon wound tightly around the waist. And a white silk breast band to cover his nipples. Made of a four inch wide ribbon the breast band was cross wound in back and then draped over the shoulders to be tied in a bows to the front part by the princess's armpits. Heisha's straight black hair was loose and hung to his waist. His heavy makeup was removed and Dako saw that even without it Heisha was more beautiful than any women or boy he had ever known. This time the chieftain did not tie Heisha's wrists. He took him from behind as before but his hand had found the Princess's hard cock. Dako masturbated Heisha as he fucked him and the princess came even more desperately than he had the first time. The following day Princess Heisha had just been bathed when Dako came to him and so was naked beneath is kimono. Heisha loosed the sash and let the robe drift gently to the floor fully exposing himself to his captor. He loosed his hair and shook it out. The smooth flawless skin of the princess's naked body was completely devoid of hair. The nipples on his soft flat chest were round and dark. A cock of fair size in full erection stood slightly upward above a tight scrotum. Cock and balls both a slightly darker hue that his skin. The princess lay back on the bed with his spread legs raised. Dako knelt between them his huge hard cock in Heisha's ass. He fucked facing the princess. Both were naked. Both looking into the others eyes. Dako masturbated the princess as he fucked him. This time Heisha came first followed closely by Dako as he filled the princess's rectum with his cum. Dako kissed Heisha. The princess did not fight it. "You can not keep me prisoner here forever," Heisha whispered. The words seem to trouble the chieftain. For two days Dako did not return. Then early on the third day he came to the princess who was sitting in the garden. Princess Heisha was wearing a red flower pattern dress. Its outer gadoru girdle of the same silk material wrapped tight to his middle. It circled the princess many times then was wound around itself in back to form a pillow like bustle. Dako knelt before the princess. Took hold his hands. "You are not a prisoner," he said. "Thank you said the princess." Then he kissed the chieftain. Dako found the hardness in the Heisha's skirts. The princess opened his legs to him. Dako lifted Heisha's skirts. Freed his hard cock from his silk fundoshi panties and took it into his mouth. Princess Heisha closed his eyes, tilted his head back and moaned as the barbarian chieftain sucked his cock. Dako had freed his own cock and masturbated as he sucked the princess's cock. Heisha soon reached a climax. He grasped hold the chieftain's head and cried out loudly as he came in Dako's mouth. Dako had worked his own cock to climax and he moaned as his cum flowed to the ground in front of the princess. When Dako recovered his composure he stood and removing the scroll of Wu from the sash of his kimono handed it to Heisha saying, "you are free to go my Princess." Dako was sadened that Heisha had gone. He bathed and was preparing for bed when his attendant dropped her chieftain's robe and gasped with hands held to her face in fear. That's when Dako felt the sharp point of the assassin's dagger against his throat. Princess Heisha, the assassin, had his hair in a braid. He wore no makeup and was dressed in the tunic and skirt of a barbarian so as to pass freely amongst them. Standing behind the naked chieftain the assassin guided him at knife point to the bed and shoved him face down onto it. Heisha lifted his skirts and freed his hard cock. Then mounted Dako and ravaged his ass as mercilessly as Dako had done to him the first time they fucked. The princess reached around his captive to masturbate Dako's hard cock as he fucked his ass. Dako could feel the princess's hot breath aginst his muscle studded back. And heard him moan loudly when the princess came inside him. Dako put his hand on top of Heisha's as they both feverishly worked his cock for release. Then he cried out in relief as he came. The princess/assassin removed his knife from Dako's throat and kissed him. He stood and straightened his clothing. "And now you also are released," the princess/assassin said. The End.