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That evening is a surprise. I was expecting Anna to be at the door, but it is Chasta. She comes to the door totally naked, and her hair totally unbound -- there is just enough oil in it that it doesn't fly away, it rolls languidly around her head and shoulders.
"Bind her." I say. The other two approach with ropes, but she brushes them off as they reach for her arms, and she points at me.
"If YOU want me. YOU take me!" the tone is defiant, but there is great confidence in her eyes. Hmmm.... This could get very exciting.
"What do you propose, my dear?"
"Strip wrestling. If I win I get to take some of your clothes off. If you win, you can do the same."
I laugh. Deadpan comedy from a woman who just days ago was to be burned at the stake for revolutionary ideas. Yes, the world is full of surprises.
"You're on." I say, and I open the door. We face off across the bed, and Chasta launches into me....
.... she doesn't win very often, but she gives the wrestling 100% effort. She tries to control my limbs, she shifts her weight to gain an advantage, she dodges nimbly. She fights "clean" she doesn't go for pressure points or scratching. She's a fairly quiet fighter, too. Some grunts, but no screaming or cursing. In between matches, after I pin her and subdue her, she gives frolicking 100% effort, too. She is a lot of woman! If she gets hitched up with the right man, they will rock their world.
The next morning I'm the one who's sleepy and drowsy, what endurance she has! I join the women in the pond, and let them bathe and massage me.
That day, I think more about Chasta. She is exciting, but she's going to be very hard to place. She is so independent, and is likely to be so high profile, that the odds of the village discovering that she is alive are higher than I would like.
That evening Anna is standing in front of the door. Her hair is done in pigtails, and she wears a simple pullover of a gown. She smiles at me, but underneath the smile she looks confused, sad and desperate.
I motion, and Chasta comes forward to tie her. It's a basic wrist tie; Anna submits; she stares down as the loops go around her wrists and the tie is knotted; there is no excitement in her body. This is not good!
The door opens and she comes out, still staring at the floor. There is something on her mind.
I guide her to the bed, kneel her on it, and wait....
It finally comes out, as a whisper, "My Lord. I wish to be taken by the dragon."
"What?"
She looks up and speaks her mind clearly, "I wish to be taken by the dragon!"
"Why is that, my dear?"
"I'm one of those people you accuse of being 'backward and superstitious.' I don't agree, but, whatever I am, I honor my father's and my family's wishes. They wished me to die to spare the village from the dragon, and, if I have any choice in the matter, any will in this matter, that is what I will do."
I sigh. It seems I have lost this one.
"Do you wish to sleep in the cage tonight?"
"No."
Whoa, this is a surprise answer! "You wish to sleep with me?"
She blushes. "Yes. I wish to sleep with you, and I wish to have you in me. I will respect my father's wishes to die for the village, but I don't wish to die a virgin." she looks up, "You have... built a fire in me." She looks down again, blushing even harder.
I look at her in a different light... and now I'm confused and blushing a bit.
"My dear, I don't usually take women on my first night in bed with them, especially not virgins..."
"PLEASE!" she's quite wound up, now. There's a lot going on inside that tortured little soul.
I touch her head, her hair, to calm her.
"There are two nights before you must decide." I say, "Tonight you will lay with me. Tomorrow night... You may get your request." I lift her from her knees and pull her towards me. As our bodies meet, her lips meet mine. Her eyes shut, and she presses in to me. She sighs, and she kisses harder....
.... It was a most curious night! Anna definitely felt this was her last night, and in her desperation she never stopped. I had to hogtie her and give her a soothing massage a couple times during the night just so that she would take a break. For me, the result was an active, but oddly unfulfilling night, and I think for her, too. By a couple hours before cockcrow, she was getting frantic. I gave her a mild sleeping potion, and she dozed off soundly.
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