Pearl of the Orient-1
by Bruleo
Crowds of onlookers surrounded the bay of Sayama located at the northern tip of
Japan. The giant arab floating vessel swept slowly through the still waters of
the harbor, with only the unfurled hemp sails of the forward of her three tall
masts wind blowing her to anchor someways from the docks. Most ships from the
the middle east follow the course set by Marco Polo some three centuries earlier
and continue on to China but Kalid had made this voyage several times before for
prince Hali Ahmed to buy fine silk and exquisite pearls as well as rice and
other staples.
A small rowboat was lowered from the massive ship and rowed towards the docks by
two sailors, right behind them sat Kalid and captain Dey. When they stepped on
the dock, Kalid and captain Dey were greeted by the emperor of the northern
region, Mai Kimiya, his seventeen year old daughter princess Mako and her
fiance, Seto Kuramoto. Having made this journey several times and studying the
Japanese language, Kalid could communicate quite well with the merchants of the
city. Kalid was instantly taken by the alluring beauty of princess Mako, her
eyes were mesmerizing, a deep dark brown, her long, straight tresses, silky and
coal black. Even slight of build as she was he could see beneath her traditional
kimono that she had blossomed into a curvaceous young lady.
One of the many spectators amidst the crowd standing behind the royal welcoming
committee was Maya, a young, pretty girl of nineteen. Maya hated princess Mako
and for good reason. Maya herself was in love with the handsome Seto and had
actually been engaged to marry him herself until princess Mako lured him away,
flirting and using her wiles to get his attention until he could no longer
resist her fetching beauty. Now the two of them were to be married in one week,
Maya seethed with revenge on her mind as she thought about what princess Mako
had done to her and how much she had lost.
The week had gone smoothly and was productive for Kalid, he had exchanged gold
for valuable merchandise that was now stored safely on his ship which was ready
to set sail in the early morning. Kalid was resting in his quarters when he
heard a light knock on his cabin door, a sailor informed him that a young
Japanese girl wished to speak with him, with a puzzled look on his face, Kalid
asked him to show her in, a short minute later a young lady clad in a flowered
kimono entered.
"Master Kalid, my name is Maya, I live in Sayama with my mother and father."
Kalid appeared somewhat annoyed.
"Yes girl. what is it you want?"
The girl that had at first been brazen and confident now seemed embarrassed and
unsure of herself, her voice low and trembly.
"Well master Kalid, I..I...well I saw how you looked at princess Mako upon your
arrival."
Now Kalid's voice spit anger at the young girl. "What business is that of
yours.?
"I have heard rumors about the harem of prince Hali Ahmed and thought princess
Maya would make an unusual addition, it is well known that she is a virgin and
maybe she would even enhance your position with the prince." "Does the prince
have a slave from the orient in his harem and one so beautiful as princess
Mako?"
The arab tweaked his beard between his fingers and thinking what the girl said
made sense, at least as far as pleasing the prince and increasing his own worth,
but the risk, that was indeed another matter.
"Speaking as you are girl could get you beheaded and perhaps result in my own
demise, you must hate the princess with a vengeance."
Maya, ignored what he said. "I know a secret entrance into the palace and also
where the princess sleeps, we can easily get in and out without being noticed."
She had Kalid's attention now. "Go on young girl."
"Everyone knows you are set to sail early morning, so it won't be suspicious
that you have left the harbor." "There are many bandits and heathens roaming the
surrounding hills and that will be the first place searched, it will take days,
if not weeks and besides there are no ships in the harbor as fast as yours and
no one knows what land or port you come from." "When you return next time, if
you do, just pretend you know nothing of princess Mako's disappearance and no
one will be the wiser."
It was as easy as Maya had said. Princess Mako's body was even more shapely than
he had imagined when hidden beneath her kimono, she was sleeping peacefully,
nearly naked as he pressed the ointment drenched rag over her mouth and nose,
she woke with start, but after several seconds her body went limp. Kalid carried
princess Mako"s lifeless form over his shoulder as Maya led the way through the
secret tunnel, even exposed to the danger as he was, Kalid could feel the sexual
excitement as his hand, held firmly against her smooth, satiny skin sent erotic
impulses to his wildly reeling brain.
Maya smiled as the great arab ship sailed silently from the harbor. Princess
Mako was now part of it's cargo, headed for a life of sexual slavery on the
very night before her wedding day. The young girl couldn't stop smiling.
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