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Part 2- Journey
Yu Sheng
It took 10
days to prepare for the trip once the decision was made. The messenger died on
the third day so the temple sent their own runner to the duke. The
No one was surprised when Yu Sheng was named commander of the temple forces. Yu Sheng was the third highest monk in the temple and with both the Abbot and First Monk in advanced age; he was the most obvious choice to lead the campaign.
Duke
Hatak’s province lies just west of
Yu Sheng
thought of his troops as they march towards their fate. At the front of the
troops were the Slaves. Females who had been claim by the various monks of the
temple. In the
Behind the slaves, marched the monks. With their green robes and long staff, you couldn’t tell that they were fighting men. But no one on Warron, male or female, wants to face a monk of the Fire Sun. With their quickness and strange fighting style, the monks were considered to be the best one-on-one fighters on the continent. Numbering over a hundred, Yu Sheng knew that they were the backbone of his forces.
Behind the monks came the laymen. 200 young men who were disciples of the Fire Sun but who have yet to complete the test of monkhood, they were the eager apprentices. The young energetic warriors all armies must have. Armed with a spear and armored with a leather vest, Yu Sheng knew that their energy were the heart and soul of his troops.
Behind the laymen, came perhaps the important part of his troops, the bitches. The bitches were females who hadn’t been claimed by a monk. An army on the move still needs to eat, that means wagons of food must follow the army. However wagons can’t move by themselves. The bitches solved that problem. Eight bitches are assigned to each wagon. The wagon is basically a rectangle box on four wheels. A long pole jut out from the front and two shorter poles are placed across the long pole. In teams of four, the bitches will pull the wagons behind the troops till the time came to change teams. In theory, the bitches can switch around whenever they are tired. However, a Pain-master sits on every wagon. The Pain-master is a monk who for one reason or another cannot fight with the troops. As such their talents are used to take charge of bitches. With a whip in hand, they made sure that the wagons kept up with the troops and any bitch that do not pull their weight is almost guaranteed a whipping at the end of the day. An important and difficult post, a Pain-master can’t be too hard or too soft on the bitches. It’s a hard balancing act but those who succeed at it were greatly admired. The High Abbot himself was a former Pain-master.
In the
Tian Lung
Tian Lung sat quietly by the fire. All around him, everyone was preparing to rest for the night. For 3 days they had been marching, soon they will be at their destination. His follow monks and their slaves were spending their last moments of the day around a fire. Most likely it will be their last moments of peace for a while. Even men without slaves are spending their nights with one of the bitches, taking advantage of the night.
“Sir, a message from Master Yu Sheng.”
Tian Lung turned to see the bitch who spoke. The naked bitch was squatting on the ground with her legs apart; she put her hands on the ground and looked at the ground. Her long black hair covered her face. The standard position when a bitch addresses a man in the temple. “Look up bitch.” The bitch raised her head as Tian Lung commanded. The bitch was plain. Black eyes on a face that’s neither beautiful nor ugly. Tian Lung did not recognize her.
“Who are you?”
“My name is Blue. Master Yu Sheng has a message for Monk Tian Lung, Sir”
“What is it?”
“Master Yu Sheng asked that Monk Tian Lung meet him at his fire, Sir.”
“Now?”
“Yes, sir.”
Tian Lung thought about this. This meeting is probably about the duke. He was the only one here who had ever met Duke Hatak. Tian Lung looked at Blue again. No tattoo on her face meant that she was unclaimed, which was why she is naked. Slaves were allowed clothes but not bitches. The only way for bitches to keep warm at night was to spend a night with one of the monks or layman, or sleep and hug each other for warmth.
“Have anyone claim you for the night?”
“No sir.”
“Stay here and await my return.”
“Yes sir.”
The bitch sounded a little too happy but Tian Lung let it go. He has more important thing to do now. He stood up and walked to the centre of the army. He found Master Yu Sheng’s fire easily. With his bald head and blue robes, Yu Sheng struck an odd picture in the camp. He was easily the shortest monk in the temple and was not known to be a good fighter. His sky blue eyes however had never showed anything but intelligence and his grasped of tactics was second to none. His 4 slaves/wives were beside him, obeying his every word. The master saw Tian Lung approaching.
“Tian Lung”
“Master.” Tian Lung gave a small bow as he addressed his superior.
“Please sit.”
Tian Lung sat by the fire. “You wish to speak to me?”
“Yes. You can probably guess why?”
“Duke Hatak?”
The master nodded his head.
“What do you wish to know Master?”
“The Abbot told me he sent you to the duke 6 summers ago. You met the duke?”
“Several times”
“What kind of man is the duke?”
“Smart, clever, ruthless and very deceptive. That’s best way to describe him.”
“He is a capable man then?”
“Very. Didn’t think the kingdom create men like that anymore.”
“Do you think the duke will be successful in his rebellion?”
“If he failed, it will not be because of lack of effort or intelligence.”
“Does the duke have any vices or weakness I should know about then?”
Tian Lung thought for a moment, and then said, “The duke is a zealot.”
“Please explain.”
“He firmly believes that men, not women should rule. He believes in the Prophecy with all his heart and that women will destroy Warron.”
“Being strong in your convictions can be a great strength at times.”
“At times,” Tian Lung agreed. “Other times, it can and will lead to problems.”
“What do you mean?”
“The duke follows a teaching that is slightly different from ours.”
“What do you mean?”
“You have to remember master that the duke grew up in the Kingdom.”
“So?”
“At the temple, females are not allowed to study. They are used for their bodies, not their minds. To us, females are nothing but animals. Cults in the kingdom will not agree with that thinking.”
“I see. Why would they not?”
“Like I said, they grew up in the Kingdom. There, women are head of the household. To the cults, pulling them down below men is good enough. Considering them animals? That is something beyond the men of the cults I’m afraid.”
The master nodded. “I see… is there anything else?”
“In the Prophecy of Bokkan, it is said that 8 women will destroyed the world. The temple teaches that the first of the woman was the Orcish seer Eyes-to-Heaven. The teaching the duke follows believed that the 2nd Doom has already came.”
“WHAT? Who…why would they say that?”
“They believed that Minka Rose was the 2nd Doom.”
“The first Empress! Why?”
“To them, ever since she killed the last Emperor and claimed herself Empress 150 summers ago, wars after wars had been fought in Warron.”
“So? Wars have always been fought!”
“Not like this. In fact, they claimed that only in 2 of the last 150 summers had there not been a war. When Minka Rose claimed the crown of the kingdom, many factions were very unhappy with her. Too many wars have been fought since Minka Rose, far more than is usual.” The master can only shake his head at this. Tian Lung added, “I do not fully agree with them, but this is their belief. And the duke views anyone who disagrees with this view with great disdain, though he hid it very well. You will do well to heed to this Master.”
A look of surprise flashes across the master’s face. “And if I don’t?”
“Then you will have a…harder time convincing him in other matters.” Tian Lung said. “Like I said, the duke is a zealot and very strong in his convictions.”
The master gave a small nod of understanding. He did not look happy. “I understand. I thank you for your advice Tian Lung. You have given me a lot to think about.”
Blue
Blue was nervous. Tian Lung told her to wait, but he didn’t tell her to get up. So when he came back, Tian Lung saw that Blue was still squatting in her respectful position. Blue was delighted to see the monk.
“Sir, may I sit.”
“No, you mat not.”
“As you wish sir.” Blue fought to keep her voice neutral.
“Lie down on my bedroll and open your legs bitch.”
“Yes Sir.”
Blue again fought to keep her voice neutral. She quickly lay down and opened her legs. Blue was a bitch but she wasn’t a fool. She knew what the monk want, but staying with Tian Lung will keep her warm tonight, so she had no problem with giving him what he wanted. She touched herself between her legs and looked suggestively at the monk. He wasn’t impressed. Blue’s hands then went up her body to her tits. Rubbing them slowly, she gave a small sound of pleasure. Tian Lung continued to look at her impassively. Now, Blue was worried. Most men would jump her by now. If the monk wasn’t going to use her, he would tell her to go. And Blue wants to stay by that fire.
Looking at Tian Lung, Blue tried to remember everything she knew about him. A loner by nature, Tian Lung was one of the best fighter in the temple, if not the very best. Not only that, with his long, lean body and his pointed, hawk-like face he was also one of the scariest looking man in the temple. But Blue cannot remember anything about his sexual preferences, which is surprising as it was one of the things the bitches loved to gossip about.
“Stand up bitch.” Blue stood up as the monk commanded.
“Squat” Blue squatted down.
“Lie down” Blue lay down with her legs open.
“Too slow. Stand” Blue stood up in a flash.
“Lie down” Blue lay on the ground.
On and on this went. The commands came faster and faster. Blue followed. She was a doll in the monk’s hand, doing everything he commanded at the speed he wanted. It was a nighttime workout and soon Blue was sweating. “Lie down.” Blue lay on the ground…and stayed there. The next command did not come. Not only that, Tian Lung opened his robe. Blue was relieved. Whatever test this was, she had… Then she saw his cock. Blue was a bitch and had been used by monks before. She was always naked and as a bitch could be used by any man that crossed her path. One of the reasons all bitches wanted to be slaves was the clothes; the other was that once claimed, only your monk can have intercourse with you. So Blue had seen a cock before, many cocks before. But nothing liked this! No wonder none of the bitches gossiped about Tian Lung, no one would believed the size of his manhood. It was longer and thicker than anything she had ever seen. She was scared.
“Wet me.” At the monk’s command, Blue went to her knees and sucked. She put her mouth over the manhood and tried to put as much saliva on it as possible. She did not want that thing entering her dry.
“Lie down.” That was too soon, but Blue lay on the bedroll as commanded. She steeled herself as the monk entered her. He thrust, and thrust, and thrust. Blue cried out in pain and pleasure. “No sound bitch.” Blue ignored him, besides the pain was so great that she couldn’t keep quiet even if she wanted to. Blue cries out again and…a fist almost knocked her head off.
“I said no sound bitch!” Tian Lung growled. Blue, her head still spinning from the punch, resolved to keep quiet. An impossible exercise! He was just too wide! Every time she cried out, Tian Lung would punch her face. Tian Lung was thrusting violently into her and every time he heard a sound, Blue’s head should spin. Pain! Tian Lung thrust faster and faster. The more punches he threw, the better he seem to like it. Amazingly, Blue felt herself coming to an orgasm. Pain, she was getting off on the pain. It is coming, coming, coming…AHHHH!
Tian Lung climaxed into her, and just at that moment, so did Blue. The biggest, best orgasm ever! She couldn’t believe it. She could hardly breathe. The monk lay beside her. “Clean me,” he commanded. Blue, her face back and blue, rise and put the monk’s manhood in her mouth. Slowly, she licked it clean. But Blue knew she wasn’t cleaning the manhood, she was worshipping it.
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