Foreign Correspodent.

The days following the President's visit have been busy. Talia had a overwhelming stack of files to read and memorize on the current war, histories of the countries involved and key personnel that has been marked of note. Between reading until her eyes burned and meals, Sergeant O'Halerin had set up a training regime on shooting, weaponry recognition, close combat blade work and strength training. Various officers of the Sagamore took turns in helping her train everyday. She spent more time in the training gym than in her own compartment.

Blaring alarms yanked Talia awake and she heard clanking noises as the airship went into lock for battle. Stuck in her compartment, she dressed herself in a long sleeved black tunic, flowing black pants and simple black boots. She braided her long auburn locks and knotted it out of the way. She pulled on a leather belt and slide the dagger sheaths onto it. She heard blasts of gunfire and other noises erupt about the airship. No matter what happens, she will not go down without a fight.

When the compartment unlocked, Talia cautiously opened the door and checked the Major's room. Once she gained the passageway, she realized that nothing serious had happened but she had no idea what had occurred. She headed towards the bridge. There were only two men on board that would answer her question and both of them would be in the center of command.

When she gained the bridge, Talia waited until the Major finished giving out orders before she sought his attention. "Major Pincheon, if I may have a word, sir."
 
Major Jonas Pincheon was just reviewing the effectiveness of the Sagamore’s crew to the unannounced battle drill with Mr. Cummings when Talia Carlton arrived on the Airship’s bridge.

"Major Pincheon, if I may have a word, sir."

Despite the apparent calmness in her voice Jonas had become quite familiar with that dark flashing azure fire in the cool depths of the young beauty’s blue eyes. It was at moments like this that he found it very hard not to take the young beauty in his arms and crush his mouth to hers to savor its sweetness. Salacious memories of her lithe gorgeous young body in all its naked glory as she had knelt before him in his office her sweet moist lips “O”ed around the shaft of his erection came rushing back and just the slightest hint of a blush kissed his cheeks at the unbidden erotic memory.

“Certainly Miss Carlton, I wanted to have a word with you as well concerning this mornings battle drill.”

Extending his hand Jonas directed the auburn haired beauty to the bridge wing where they might be able to talk in some modicum of privacy, as he had no desire to embarrass his young protégé in front of the bridge watch.

“Talia……”

It was the first time that her boss had ever addressed her by her Christian name instead of Miss Carlton, and there was a soft but serious look in his dark hazel eyes as he continued.

“……….during this morning’s battle drill. Everyone was at their assigned stations except for you. I am sure Mr. Cummings showed you the Watch, Quarter, and Staion Bill. Your billet calls for you to be in the Sagamore’s wardroom to assist the ships surgeon with the wounded.”

Jonas Pincheon hand began to lift his calloused hand as if he were about to caress her cheek but he checked himself and his hand lowered to his side once more.

“It is the only way we have to ensure everyone is safe and where they are suppose to be as we go into battle Talia.”

His dark eyes held hers for a moment longer .

“You wanted to speak to me?”
 
Talia was momentarily distracted when the Major's cool detachment seem to thaw and a tenderness softened his form as he looked into her eyes. His face flushed with a touch of heat and she wondered what he was thinking about. She recalled why she was there. The line of her jaw thinned before she replied almost curtly, "Major, I have been keeping busy with training in order to be more effective aid on the mission. I was not aware that I had duties to fulfill during drills or live combat."

Emotion choked her throat and she had to swallow hard a few times before she could speak. "I-I did not know what was going on. I woke up to the alarms, heard the commotion and I could do nothing at all but wait in my room because I was locked in. I didn't know what was happening... I thought we were truly attacked and feared for--" She closed her eyes, shuddered in a deep breath and regained control. "I was trapped in my room and I did not know what to do. All I could do is plan for the worst and plan to see if I could be the slightest assistance if I were freed from the room."
 
"Major, I have been keeping busy with training in order to be more effective aid on the mission. I was not aware that I had duties to fulfill during drills or live combat."

Jonas could barely contain the smile that threatened to curve the corners of his tight lips upwards. He knew two things for certain, one it was highly inappropriate given their location of the Airship’s bridge wing and secondly he knew it would most probably offend this adorable and so serious little protégé. He was saved from any comment as the young beauty rushed on the words tumbling from her moist ripe lips.

"I-I did not know what was going on. I woke up to the alarms, heard the commotion and I could do nothing at all but wait in my room because I was locked in. I didn't know what was happening... I thought we were truly attacked and feared for--"

She closed her eyes, shuddered in a deep breath and regained control. It was the first time that Jonas had seen Talia afraid even in his office as he had so cruelly used her in an effort to dissuade her from following her dream she had shown determination, and yes sadness , and outrage but never fear yet now as she continued he heard it in her soft angelic voice and saw in the way her supple young body quivered and shivered.

"I was trapped in my room and I did not know what to do. All I could do is plan for the worst and plan to see if I could be the slightest assistance if I were freed from the room."

“Mr. Cummings!”

There was a dark edge to Jonas Pincheon’s voice and the look in his cold eyes cold make a strong man’s blood run cold.

“Mr. Cummings I understand that you failed to brief Miss Carlton as to her Watch, Quarter, and Station Bill, billet. Sir you placed a member of the Sagamore’s complement in danger and therefore place the ship and all on board in danger……”

All eyes were on the two officers and the Major’s displeasure with Sagamore’s Executive Officer was quite evident.”

“Miss Carlton your billet number is V-115-port the Watch, Quarter, and Station Bill is posted just forward of the crew’s galley please familiarize yourself with it. As for you sir not a word. You have made your attitude towards Miss Carlton’s presence aboard the Sagamore quite clear. You sir are relieved of your duties and will inform Mr. Kelso he will be acting XO.”

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Jonas did not see Talia until late that evening when he finally had time to return to the cabin they shared.
 
Talia familiarized herself with the Watch, Quarter and Station Bill and then reported to Med Bay. She didn't know a much about assisting in medical care. If she was going to be at all effective, she wanted to make sure to learn before a crisis occurred. The day quickly passed with lessons in the Med Bay, meals, reading information packets on the war and physical training. By late evening, Talia was more than a little tired and longing for her bed but she refused to sleep covered in dried sweat.

The shower was a marvel of modern invention and she loved the way the hot water pelted her skin like tiny fists. It was the only way she knew how to unwind her sore muscles from the extra physical training. Humming cheerfully, Talia dried off briskly and dressed in a black station nightgown with green lace trim that hugged her figure and matching robe.

A delicate blush bloomed across her high cheekbones when Talia realized that the Major was in his room. Her hands fiddled with the belt of her robe. She still hasn't gotten accustomed to being the only female on board the airship. "Goodnight, sir." she wished softly before heading to her own compartment to rest.
 
It had been a hard day for Major Jonas Pincheon, he did not relish reliving Mr. Cummings from his duties yet he could not let the man’s unconscionable actions go unpunished. He was more upset with himself for having done so in such a public manner but what was done, was done. Mr. Kelso was now Sagamore Executive Officer, and Cummings would sever as 1st Lieutenant and Gunnery Officer until he could be transferred from the Airship.

Pincheon was shucking his shirt from his body as he entered his cabin aching for a refreshing shower, yet he froze as he heard the steady beat of the water. His dark hazel eyes were drawn to the sensually seductive silhouette shadow of Talia’s on the translucent shower curtain. The tip of his tongue slid across his suddenly parched lips as he watched his young protégé’s hands run sensually over her silhouetted body. His lust for the spirited young teen beauty flared as he took step forward, memories of her gorgeous naked young body drawing him on. Suddenly he stopped himself as he remembered just how young she was and took a step back as her naked arm emerged from behind that translucent curtain in search of her towel. From the shadows he watched as she emerged from behind that curtain. Jonas held his breath as the young auburn haired beauty dried herself and dawned her lingerie.

As Talia emerged from the little bathroom of the cabin she shared with Jonas A delicate blush bloomed across her high cheekbones. Did this young beauty know that he had been watching her bathe?

"Goodnight, sir."

Her voice was little more than a soft angelic whisper, as Talia turned and headed for her little cubicle of a cabin. Jonas’s hand reflectively reached out to take hold of her shoulder, and before he could stop himself he had turned the young girl to face him and his lips fleetingly brushed hers in a softly sensual and seductive kiss.

“Good night Miss Carlton.”

He stood there for a moment his lips just a breath away from hers his hot moist breath washing over her face, his scent filling her nostrils, and the heat of his body bathing hers with its sensually seductive caress.

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Douglas Cummings was laying on the bunk of the 1st Lieutenant’s cabin. He would get her put the little baggage in her place. He did not know how or when but he would have his revenge on Miss Talia Carlton. Cummings nursed his growing hatred for the young beauty as he built ever more grandiose plans for her down fall. Plans that would also take their toll on Major Pincheon as well. No price would be too high to pay for him to have his revenge on them.

Cummings smiled to himself, it was a long journey across the Pacific and after all they were entering a war zone, who knew what might happen, what opportunities for revenge might present them selves to him.
 
Talia stilled as her clear blue eyes were caught by the Major's passion dark gaze. Her lips tingled from the light grazing kiss and her body's response swamped her in a tide of wishful dreams. If only he really cared for her... if only he truly desired her when he touched her... if only his actions were honorable and made from love but she didn't know anything. She doesn't know the Boss well enough to say why he does anything.

She could have pulled away easily. She should just go to bed and keep her distance. Instead, she stood still as his breath caressed her cheek and sent tiny shivers down her neck.

Jonas captured her lips with his in a slow, wet drag of tongue and pulling lips. He wrapped her in his arms and dragged her thinly covered body up against his as he rediscovered the shape and taste of her mouth. Talia's arms clung around his neck, grasping fingers in his hair and strained into his embrace as she barely stood. She kissed him back without restraint as her blood seem to melt with the heat of his body and the fire that grew stronger within her own. She couldn't hold back the needy moan and the sharp inhalations of breath through her nose as their mouths battled, passion bruised. He pulled back with a harsh gasp, his chest heaving against hers and his seductive hot lips fell to drag hard suction along her neck. He buried his face in the nook of her neck and hair. For a while, they stood breathing erratically, hard in each others arms, feeling each others heart thundering and burned with need.

Talia felt his hold on her loosen, her body slid down his body to stand and the Major framed her face in his hands. He looked at her with searching, passion dark eyes for a long time. He kissed her lips lightly and laid a sweet kiss on her forehead. "Good night, Miss Carlton."

He turned her around and pushed her to her compartment. Shaken, Talia walked unsteadily to her small room, closed the door and leaned against it until her breathing calmed and her pounding heart was the only noise she heard. A hand rose to her lips and she felt the warm, bruised flesh. Uncertainty reared it's ugly head and tears dripped down her cheeks in silence.

She didn't understand. She didn't understand the first day she was called into his office and she didn't understand now. Removing her robe, Talia curled onto the bed and cried quietly into her pillow. She cried because she has changed and lost her innocent outlook on life. She cried in shame for the actions she has chosen to be strong. She cried in fear because she wondered if there was something wrong with her to enjoy Major Pincheon's immoral attentions. She cried as she wondered if there was something wrong with her for wanting him. Some part of her wanted him and she didn't know why...

***

Talia decided that she needed to control her feelings. To be more on guard and focus her mind and body on doing the best she can on work. With that goal in mind, Talia threw herself into training at all hours and only took erratic handful of hours to sleep throughout the day. She made herself very busy and avoided the Major as much as possible. When they did interact, she was professionally distant and respectful but did not speak more than spoken to. She accepted that she had to be strong enough to guard herself. Right now, despite the dangers of war coming in the horizon, she was her worst enemy. She had to control her heart and be strong or everything she has done will be for naught.

Talia's body grew stronger with strength training, a halfway decent shot with a pistol, she learned a handful of moves to disengage or disable the enemy by hand, grew more comfortable with people of note in the war and somewhat useful assistant in the med bay. Her natural warm nature and quick smile charmed some of the soldiers and she made a handful of friends. Mostly the officers that helped to train her in the training gym and the medical Officer Johnson. She felt more at ease and settled into her role on the Sagamore but the lack of consistent rest started to take a toil on Talia's body. Her body became athletically slender with well toned muscles and lost some of the delicate baby fat in her form. Shadowy bruises grew beneath her eyes and gave her a more haunting look.

Talia dragged her eyes open and blinked hazily to focus. She wasn't in her small cabin. To her surprise, she was in the Med Bay. Officer Johnson informed her that she is on mandatory bed rest for the night. Apparently, Talia took a blow to the head during hand to hand combat practice. It wasn't life threatening but it was a hard enough blow to make her exhausted body weaker and she had fallen over in a dead faint after saying she was alright.

"You are staying right here and getting a full night's rest for once. I don't know why you're pushing yourself so hard or not sleeping more than a few hours at a time but you can't keep that up before your body falls apart on you." Officer Johnson stated in a voice full of ire that she would harm herself.

Talia settled in and meekly asked for some water before falling back asleep.
 
Major Jonas Pincheon could not help but notice that Talia went out of her way to avoid him. He watched with concern that she threw herself into her training routine with a vengeance and how it won the respect of most of Sagamore's crew. Oh yes there were those, like Mr. Cummings that believed that a woman had not place or business to be on an airship headed into a war zone. Yet there were other like Assassinate Surgeon Karl Johnson, Sagamore’s medical Officer, that admired Talia’s spirit and dedicated drive.

Things came to a head one day when Sagamore’s Medical Officer found his charming assistant as a patient in the airship’s small sick bay.

"You are staying right here and getting a full night's rest for once. I don't know why you're pushing yourself so hard or not sleeping more than a few hours at a time but you can't keep that up before your body falls apart on you."

There was no hiding his concern or the ire in his voice at the young auburn haired beauty’s having physically and perhaps emotionally running herself into the ground to the point of exhaustion.

“Miss Carlton, Talia….”

The doctor’s voice soften ever so slightly as he took her hand in his.

“….what is driving you so?”

His pale grey eyes held hers as he waited for her answer.

“Or do I need to get the Major?”


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Sagamore took fourteen days to cross the Pacific making stops in Hawaii, and Manila, before arriving in Tokyo so that Major Pincheon could present his credentials to the Imperial Emperor’s Government as the Untied State’s Official Military Observer. Talia was told that she had to present her credentials to Captain Tagaya of the Imperial Navy, a requirement that she must handle on her own without the support of the Major.

The Imperial Naval Headquarters was in a brilliant white washed building that looked as if it would be more at home in London than Tokyo. Two Sailors in dress uniform, uniforms modeled after those of the British Navy stood guard at the entrance. After having to show her papers to a number of officious naval Officers Talia was final brought to Captain Tagaya Office.


Captain Tagaya was a man in his early fifties with dark piercing eyes and a lean hard body. He wore his dark black hair closed cropped in the Prussian style and his dark golden skin seemed to glow as the afternoon sunlight filtered through his window.


“ How may I assist you…….”

Tagaya looked down at Talia’s Papers.

“………Miss Carlton”

As he slowly raised his eyes to meet Talia’s he made no effort to hide the fact that he was inspecting every inch of her lithe young body.
 
"Konnichiwa, Captain. I am Miss Talia Carlton, a reporter for the Springfield Herald. I have my travel papers here." The older Asian man's dark eyes raked her body from head to toe. Anger and disgust flamed in response but she smothered the reactions beneath a veil of calm. He took the papers from her and took his time reading the materials. Even when he was finished with her papers, he continued to read other reports as she stood quietly in front of his desk.

Talia relaxed her pose as she stood waiting for Captain Tagaya to clear her papers and let her enter the occupied southwest territory. This part of China was being used as a battle ground by the Russian and Japanese governments.

Keeping in mind the tiny amount of information she was able to glean about Asian culture, Talia dressed to be seen as an elegant and sophisticated western woman. She picked out a smart dove grey jacket with pale blue ribbons and matching skirt to be worn with an ivory silk blouse, demure corset, knee length cotton bloomers, petticoats and black ankle boots. Her wavy auburn locks were swept up in a simple bun and topped by a matching dove grey hat with pale blue trim.

She opened her watch and took a glance at the time. It's been more than an hour since she's entered this office. It seemed that the foreign man was trying to break her by making her wait but she refused to fall for the tactic. Instead, she spent the time looking about the room and taking in the style of furniture and accessories. It was a pleasingly stark mix of western and eastern influences.

"Miss Carlton, I am afraid that I cannot allow you entry to the country at this time without further investigation." said Captain Tagaya.

"What more information do you need, Captain? I believe all of my papers are in order. If not, I could not have passed the other inspections." Talia asked, a shiver of apprehension shot down her spine.

The older Asian man stood up and moved around his desk. "Follow me, Miss Carlton. I must continue this inspection in another location."

Her instincts warned her to turn and leave but she can't do her job without gaining entry into the war zone. Strengthening her will and fighting her fear, Talia follows the Captain.
 
Captain Isko Tagaya was quite pleased that the reports he had about Miss Carlton’s youth and beauty had not been exaggerated. He had found when dealing with those that would betray their country, often what they offered was quite exaggerated, and hardly worth the price that they demanded for their treachery. However in this case the plans of the Sagamore’s armored lifting cylinders, and Miss Carlton obvious charms had been under stated to say the least. The airship’s plans, well that was a simple matter of espionage. However to add a stunning western beauty to his collection, well that was quite another matter indeed and one that Tagaya could not pass up.

Patience was not only a virtue in the Far East but an art form unto itself. Captain Isko Tagaya kept Talia, standing and waiting for over an hour, and he was quite please to see the young woman had spirit that flared so easily and yet apparently the wisdom to hold her tongue, both indicated that she was possessed of a passionate nature. He waited until the young beauty’s patience finally broke as she looked at her watch. Now was the time to strike.

"Miss Carlton, I am afraid that I cannot allow you entry to the country at this time without further investigation."

Isko Tagaya was pleased the way the young western beauty flushed crimson as her frustration at the delays peeked.

"What more information do you need, Captain? I believe all of my papers are in order. If not, I could not have passed the other inspections."

Tagaya face remained an unreadable mask that gave no hint to what thoughts might lurk behind his heavily hooded eyes as he stood and bowed ever so slightly to the young auburn haired beauty.

"Follow me, Miss Carlton. I must continue this inspection in another location."


Tagaya saw the flare of apprehension in her soft blue eyes and then the flash of determination as the young beauty turned to follow him. The Captain led Talia down a back stair case. Down it spiraled until they stood before a delicately carved double oaken door flanked by two Japanese sailors who came to ridged attention as they approached and swung the doors open. What greeted Talia was a large room with a simple desk and chair. The only other furnishing was a large four poster bed. The young teen beauty felt a hand at the small of her back as she was propelled into the room and the doors closed behind her with a solid thud that had a note of finality to it.

“Miss Carlton your ensemble is quite fetching my dear and the pale dove grey does suite your completion but it is time for you to remove your clothing for I have decided to take you as my newest concubine..”

Captain Isko Tagaya smile slowly faded as he closed the distance between them in a single step and for the first time Talia could see that there was a deadly power and grace in the way the man moved.

”I would do as he says Miss Carlton The Captain is a very determined man and he has paid quite handsomely for you.

There was no mistaking Mr. Cumming’s sneering voice as he stepped from the shadow.

” Now the Captain here knows what a woman like you is for, unlike the Major.

Cummings caressed Talia’s cheek with the back of his hand.

” Captain Tagaya our little Miss has been training for war so I am sure she will want to defend her honor. I shall leave you to get to know the Captain better Miss Carlton

Mr. Cummings turned to leave. Then paused at the door.

Oh and by the way I will make sure that the major knows you have decided to cover the war from the Japanese lines and your baggage has been removed from Sagamore so there will be no rescue party to come and save you from a fate worst than death.

There was a chilling black fire in Captain Isko Tagaya eyes as if he were daring Talia to defend herself. And Mr. Cumming’s taunting laughter filled her ears as it slowly faded away leaving her faced with a man that had less than honorable intentions in regards to her.
 
Talia was shoved into simple room with a desk, chair and western four poster bed. She stumbled a few feet before she found her balance. The cold sinking feeling grew and fear lodged hard beneath her breastbone as she listened to Cummings prattled freely about his treachery. His contemptuous laughter at her dire position trailed in the air he left her alone with Captain Tagaya.

He watched her with his dark eyes. He had fine lines of age crease his eyes, border his mouth, mark between his brows and a faint litter of grey sprinkled his short haircut. Though he appeared to be an older man, perhaps in his late 40's, his tall body seemed very fit and strong. She felt a hint of that strength when he pushed her into the room. She could feel him watching her every response. He looked at her like he knew her every thought.

Sky blue eyes darkened by instinctive fear grew still as Talia pulled herself together. No one can help her here. Cummings has seen to it that she's left to own defenses. There was no choice but to fight. Her chin lifted a bit as she stared boldly into the Captain's eyes.

"I am an American citizen, Captain Tagaya. You can't keep me here against my will. Officer Cummings does not own me. He does not have the right to sell me to anyone, let alone you. You cannot take me as your concubine. I am not yours. I will never be yours!" she declared with heated determination.
 
Captain Isko Tagaya, like Major Pincheon before him, saw the flash of self-righteous, azure fire flare in the clear blue depth of Talia’s stunningly expressive eyes as the young beauty firmly declared.

"I am an American citizen, Captain Tagaya. You can't keep me here against my will. Officer Cummings does not own me. He does not have the right to sell me to anyone, let alone you. You cannot take me as your concubine. I am not yours. I will never be yours!"

“You are in the Imperil Japanese Naval Headquarters Miss Carlton. You have been betrayed by your own country man for a very poultry price given your obvious youth and beauty. No one is coming for you, and under Imperil Japanese law I own you body and soul Miss Carlton. Make no mistake my dear young lady you are my concubine now remove your clothing Or I shall do it for you.”

Tagaya voice had remained deceptively calm almost detached, yet there was a hint of an iron will beneath the soft velvet tone of his words.

“Do not let me reach five Miss Carlton…….one… two…….three……”

Each word was softly spoken, clearly annunciated each bringing Talia closer to a dark confrontation with this man who claimed to own her body and soul as if she was some pretty little Geisha doll that one could buy in the market place in its little glass shroud.

“……..four………FIVE!”

Isko Tagaya never showed any sign of agitation as he reached Five but merely reached for the auburn haired beauty. He was surprised at her quick and agile move to step from his grasp. Who ever had been training her knew a little of Oriental Marshal arts. With a certain clinical admiration Tagaya was impress by the young teen beauty’s efforts to defend herself, though awkward as they were. He spared with Talia for a few minutes to see just what she had learned, then he moved to his left checked the movement sung right and pinched a nerve in the girl’s neck that sent her crumpling to the floor, unconscious for the moment. Quickly he swept Talia into his arms and carried her to the bed. It took only moments to bind her dainty wrists above her head, remove her boots and then bind both her trim little ankles to the bed posts. As Talia regained consciousness Tagaya smiled down into her blazing azure blue eyes.

“ As you were reluctant to remove your clothing as I requested Miss Carlton I shall now do it myself.”

Isko Tagaya slowly drew a small katana like knife from beneath his uniform jacket. The golden light of the rooms lights danced along the keen edge of the knife slowly he lowere that deadly sharp knife till the cold steel of the blade cressed the soft flawless warmth of Talia’s Cheek.

“Shall we start Miss Carlton for I am anxious to see what I have purchased.”
 
Talia steadied her breathing and found her center. Her current attire wasn't the best for fighting with it's heavy skirts and restrictive garments but there was no doubt in her mind that she will try her best to cause him injury before she will let him defile her body.

She made no attempt to remove her clothes and did not flinch as the Captain Tagaya counted. When he attempted to grab her, she blocked the arm with her own and stepped into his reach in order to land a blow on his sternum with her fist. She quickly stepped back and blocked his next grasping hand by hitting his wrist with the edge of her hand and tried to close in to attack his throat when she felt a pinch and lost consciousness.

A few minutes later, she woke up to see Captain Tagaya's come into focus above her and she knew that she's lost. She's lost with barely a struggle and would have no control or say on what happens. A part of her died as her pain filled blue eyes were caught by the blade. She locked her dreams behind a heavy door and barred it from the world. She struggled to free herself, fought to move more than a few inches and gritted her teeth to draw every bit of strength to deny the Captain.

She gathered her fear and spit at him. Fiercely satisfied to see her spittle land on his cheek and mark his face. "I will never be yours! Never!"
 
"I will never be yours! Never!"

Captain Isko Tagaya calmly wiped Talia’s spittle from his face. The slid the cold steel along the soft warm skin of her cheek until the point rested at the hollow of the girl’s throat were her life pulse hammered just below the surface.

“Never is a very long time Miss Carlton and I can assure you that I can make it seem very much longer young lady.”

As he spoke he slowly began to cut the buttons from Talia’s dove grey jacket. One by one as the keen edge of the Captain’s small katana caressed the little pearl buttons they popped free and Talia’s jacket gapped open. He next sliced open it sleeves. Tagaya was a Master with the blade and with slow sensual cuts. He proceeded to cut away Talia’s jacket and blouse till she was naked above the waist with the exception of her corset that barely covered her fear pebbled nipples. The Captain’s dark stormy eyes held Talia’s smoldering blue eyes as he slowly began to cut her skirt from her. It took well over and hour before the only garments that were left to the hapless young beauty were her corset and Parisian bloomers, which did little to hide her virgin’s treasure. Tagaya had made it both a humiliating and sensual experience for the proud young western beauty.

“ I do not demand that you love me Miss Carlton……”

As he spoke the Captain cut Talia’s corset from her.

“…..Just serve me with your gorgeous young body…..”

Isko Tagaya let the tip of his tongue circle Talia’s dusky pink areola until it was a puffy little pillow crown by a pale pink rose bud nipple that he now slowly suckled into his mouth. He teased and tormented that succulent bud till it was throbbing in his mouth before turning his attention to her neglected nipple. Tagaya slid his hand down across her quivering abdomen, the tips of his fingers played in the spares tawny fleece of Talia’s Venus Mons, then slipped lower to caress her soft velvet labia.

“How Many lovers have had you Miss Carlton?”
 
Fear tightened Talia's muscles until any pull or yank of her arms or legs caused a frisson of pain rather than release. She watched as he held the blade against her neck. "Do it!" she hissed. "Just kill me!" She tried to push into the blade but he took it away and started to cut her clothes off her with sure pulls against the fallible material. She thought closing her eyes would make it easier. She thought if she didn't see him cutting her clothes away, she would be more removed from the act. She never thought that she would lose her innocence to a stranger. She has never conceived the idea of being raped and taken against her will. Even when Mr. Pincheon tried his best to scare her away, somehow, she had thought that she would not come to any harm.

The darkness only made her more afraid. She could hear the light hiss of material parting as the blade cut into her jacket, skirt, petticoats, chemise and stockings. She couldn't tell where he was exactly or what he was doing but she kept her eyes closed for she would not let him see the fear that held her tightly in it's grasp. She didn't want to give the threatening tears a chance to fall. Shivers raked icy shudders from her body as she was undressed by Captain Tagaya.

I will not cry.
I will not beg.
I will not cry.
I will not beg.
I will not be his.
I belong to myself.
No one can take my heart and mind from me.
I will not be his!


Talia felt his tongue and mouth work on her naked breasts. She felt her body betray her by her flesh growing firm beneath his attentions. Despair racked her within and she felt the sweat of fear rising from her skin. The tug of his lips, teeth, mouth and hands roamed over her firm young mounds with possessive delight. Talia realized that her body reacted to being touched but her emotions remained her own.

She hated him!
She hated his touch!

Her eyes opened and she poured her hatred into them. "I have had a lover and you are no match for him! You may think you have me, but you will NEVER have me!" She threw a dismissive look at her tight nipples. "That would happen for a thousand reasons and none of them have to do with me ever desiring your touch!"
 
Isko Tagaya could smell Talia’s fear. He was a warrior a man who knew fear, faced it and Mastered it. He was of the Samurai Class, and had spent a life time coming to terms with far in himself and in others. Now he would use Talia’s own fear of the unknown against her.

I will not cry.
I will not beg.
I will not cry.
I will not beg.
I will not be his.
I belong to myself.
No one can take my heart and mind from me.
I will not be his!


He did not know the words she muttered to herself in her vain efforts to confront her growing fear. The fact she kept her soft blue eyes so tightly shut only aided him and let the young western beauty’s fear grow in her own imagination and anticipation of her fate at his hands.

"I have had a lover and you are no match for him! You may think you have me, but you will NEVER have me!"

Despite Talia’s vehement declaration Tagaya doubted the truth of what she said. Talia blushed crimson with embracement as her body quickly responded to his obscenely intimate attentions.

"That would happen for a thousand reasons and none of them have to do with me ever desiring your touch!"


“ Really Miss Carlton? Shall we see.”

The last was not so much a question as it was a statement of fact. His eyes dark commanding eyes held Talia’s soft tear shimmering eyes captive as the tip of his finger slid between her soft moist virgin folds. Slowly it slipped passed the hooded guardian of her virgin’s treasure as he slowly worked it back and forth in a parody of what was going to happen very shortly. Then the tip of Tagaya’s finger grazed the thin barrier of Talia’s Maidenhead.

“ Miss Carlton you have had no lovers you are a virgin my dear young lady?”

His eyes took on a dark more menacing appearance.

“Of course Miss Carlton you will not be a virgin for very much longer!”

Isko Tagaya head lowered once more and he placed a sensual kiss to the bound young beauty’s naval. Slowly he began to kiss, lick and nip his way down across Talia’s quivering belly. The sparse tawny down of her virgin mons danced in her seducers hot moist breath. Slowly Isko Tagaya tongued snaked out to taste his little lily white concubine for the first time.
 
She couldn't stop herself from flinching as he touched her body in ways that no one has ever touched her. It's been over an hour and all her attempts to move have caused her bound arms and ankles to bruise and bleed sluggishly. She had closed her eyes because she didn't want to see him take away the shelter of her clothes. She didn't want to let him see her afraid. She didn't want to cry.

Now, her deadened blue eyes watched the monster move and touch her intimately. Her struggles ceased and her body drooped into the plush bed. Her sight unfocused and disconnected with the horrors happening to her. She welcomed the numbness that iced her emotions and cut her away from the world. All her senses became deadened and little of it came to be of sense to her.

Talia flinched when something wet made contact with her mound. She couldn't stop him from anything he's doing. She can't stop him from taking her. She can't stop him from hurting her body but she can stop him from taking her heart or mind.

Her body became motionless and her eyes remained open but unfocused, staring upwards. Talia dove deep into the terrible numbness and shielded her mind and locked her tattered heart.

No matter what happens to her body. It will not touch her mind. She will hide until she can fight. She will hide.
 
Tagaya savored the sweet taste of Talia’s innocence, as the tip of his tongue slid along the length of the girl’s virgin folds. He felt her supple young body collapse down into the bed, her pitiful little struggles cease. He lifted his eyes to hers and those dark lustful pools looked up in to the deadened blue depth of Talia’s eyes, the azure fire now missing from their tear shimmering depth as a single crystalline tear trickled down the young beauty’s flawless cheek. Isko knew that she was retreating into her mind, separating her mind and body, as if she could separate herself from what was happening to her. Talia was not the first virgin that Tagaya had taken to his bed, tough she was the most spirited apparently refusing to accept her fate.

“Miss Carlton….”

His hot breathe washed over the young auburn haired beauty’s bared pussy as he spoke.

“……….you have a choice my dear……”

The tip of his tongue fluttered over Talia’s hooded little clit.

“…..you can either give yourself to me……….”


Isko teeth nipped at her clit as he slowly suckled it from its hooded hiding place.


“…or I can make sure you can not resist me.”

Tagaya kissed Talia’s sweet innocent pussy and slowly stood. He went to the desk and soon returned with a hypodermic and a vial of clear liquid.

“This is a pure form of opium Miss Carlton and highly addictive…..”

Tagaya slowly drew the opiate into the hypodermic.

“I have no desire to break you my dear but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton become a salve of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body for the sweet nectar of the poppy or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate”

As he spoke Isko spoke he lay the sharp point of the needle to Talia’s arm all it would take to start her journey as a slave to the poppy was a slight prick and a plunge of his thumb.

“ Which shall it be Miss Carlton.”
 
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A pervasive coldness sank into Talia's bones. She became still as a deep lake and the ripples of the surface failed to touch her inside. Her senses were deadened and only fleeting impressions were taken by her mind. Pressure. Wetness. Weight. Words. Rustles. Weight. Prickling.

See no evil.
Hear no evil.
Speak no evil.
Feel no evil.

Be nothing. Think of nothing. See nothing. Dream of nothing.

There is no Talia. There is the cold. There is darkness.

She did not even know that she cried singular tears that fell away from the nothing she embraced.
 
Captain Tagaya saw the hopelessness in the young beauty’s soft blue eyes. He saw how they rolled back as her moist ripe lips silently moved as if she were in prayer. His thumb slowly depressed the plunger of the hypodermic, the clear opiate following into Talia’s veins. Yet Isko gave his little concubine only a ¼ of a grain of the drug, just enough to make her sleep, a dark haunted sleep, where even darker images, would come to her troubled young mind under the influence of the powerful drug. As he slipped the needle from Talia’s arm he smiled down into her drugged deadened blue eyes.

“ I can wait Miss Carlton, I am a patient man.”

Isko Tagaya released the bound that held his adorable little concubine’s wrist and ankle’s captive. Then he called one of the sentries and ordered him to bring several items to his retreat. The young sailor grinned as he saw the young western beauty laying in all her naked glory upon the captain’s bed. Bowing with the greatest of respect and a touch of envy the man did as he was commanded. Moments later he returned and Tagaya began to set the stage for when Talia would awaken from her drugged induced sleep. Isko bathed his newest possession and was pleased to see that Talia’s wild struggles had only chaffed her wrists. When her supple young body was bathed he smeared some chicken’s blood on the girl’s inner thighs and on to the sheet beneath her as if in fact he had claimed her innocence. Satisfied that the scene was set he bent and let his lips brush the sleeping beauty’s

“Till you awake Miss Carlton.”

When she awoke there would be every proof that she had lost her preciously guarded innocence. That she Talia Carlton was a fallen woman.

Isko Tagaya left Talia alone for half a day once she awoken from her dark deep sleep. When he came to her he once more held the hypodermic, with its clear opiate.

“I have no desire to break you my dear but you shall be mine one way or the other. Your choice is really quite simple Miss Carlton become a salve of the drug, one that will give me her gorgeous young body for the sweet nectar of the poppy or you may keep your mind and will my dear and accept your fate. After all Miss Carlton your innocence is no longer in question, now is it?”
 
Formless nightmares chased Talia in her drugged sleep. There was no relief from the sense of danger and loss. Only an endless chase as she ran in fear of the cold shadows always a step behind. Her body felt heavy as if weights were holding down her body. Her mind seemed to be wrapped in fog and it was hard to think. The disparate temperatures on her skin confused her senses further. The warmed below her chasing the cold above.

There's someone there.

With a flash, her mind filled with the horror she tried to escape and she remembered. She remembered everything.

The voice she's swiftly grown to hate was talking. His words slowly registered and she had to work to open her heavy eyelids. The room slowly came into focus. She was lying naked in the bed. She wasn't tied up anymore.

Talia tried to lunge and attack Captain Tagaya but her drug infused, lethargic body moved clumsily. Her vision spun as she became light headed, her body feeling awkward and heavy. She only managed to sit up and flail before falling back down on her side. She saw red blood dried on her thighs and stained on the sheet.

He took it. He took her body and she couldn't remember. She didn't remember any of it. Only the beginning when his awful hands and mouth touched her. She's been drugged. Drugged and helpless.

She can't fight if she's drugged. She can't do anything at all. She'll never be free. She has to fight. She can't fight the drug.

"No no drugs." Talia dry voice answered in a rasping whisper. "No drugs..."
 
Tagaya did not even bother to move when Talia lunged at him knowing quite well that she would still be suffering from the effects of the drug. His face was passive unreadable as she lay on her side .

"No, no drugs."

Her soft angelic voce was as dry as autumn leaves and a look of utter fear shown in her stunning blue eyes at the prospect of losing herself to the juice of the poppy.

"No drugs..."

Talia’s voice was no barely more then a choked whisper.

“Then you will give yourself to me Miss Carlton.”

It was a statement of fact more than a question for the alternative lay in the needle.

“I do not require that you love me Miss Carlton or even like me. In fact my dear you are free to hate me as you please.”

As Isko Tagaya continued his voice became very serious indeed.

“ What I do require is that you serve me with your gorgeous young body for my pleasure Miss Carlton and you may refuse me nothing in the realm of sexual eroticism”

His eyes held hers captive as he spoke.

“If you defy me then I shall punish you Miss Carlton, Obey and you will find I can be a kind and gentle Master.”

He paused letting his words sink into Talia’s still drug fogged mind.

“ Come to me Miss Carlton and kiss me my dear girl!”

There was no doubt that this was an order, a test as to which road Talia would chose.
 
She struggled to sit up. It took longer than she expected and left her feeling more tired. She had to regain control of herself. She could not be consumed by a drug. Talia reached for the numbness and pulled it as a shield over her emotions. She will act. She will remember. She will regain her strength and will. She will wait, watch, plan and fight.

Her eyes and face emptied. Without emotion, Talia's small hands grasped Captain Tagaya's shirt and used it to pull herself up to his lips. Her dry lips parted as she planted them against the Captain's thin lips. She kissed him without passion and made little affect with her inexperienced touch.

Without being commanded, she began unbuttoning his shirt with slow methodical moves. She did not make a sound. She did not let her sight connect. She simply acted.
 
Captain Isko Tagaya of his Imperil Majesty’s Navy watched as Talia struggled to sit up. He felt her parched lips pressed to his as the young western beauty obeyed his command. There was no passion in the girl’s kiss and the way she pressed her lips to his told him more eloquently than any words could how truly innocent Talia was when it came to affairs between men and women. He doubted that that his young concubine had ever kissed anyone passionately. He let her lips linger on his as her delicate fingers began to unbutton his uniform jacket. Isko was no fool he did not trust Talia for he had seen that spirit of her flare, had seen the azure fire in her stunning blue eyes, and how she had fought to protect her virtue.

He let her innocent kiss linger and then slowly he let it deepen. The tip of his tongue slide across her full ripe lower lips, over the even white ridge of her teeth. To taste the summer wine sweetness of her mouth. Slowly he pulled back his eyes met hers,

“Miss Carlton…….”

Tagaya spoke her name as a soft warning that she had agreed require to serve him with her gorgeous young body so he could take his pleasure from it and that she may refuse him nothing in the sexual realm. It was a warning that he would not accept half hearted efforts. Once more Isko pressed his lips to hers demanding she give her self to him and that kiss without reserve.

He wondered just how far this proud western beauty would go to avoid becoming the slave to the poppy.
 
The Captain's demanding lips descended on her mouth and she opened to his touch. Her lips moved to mouth his thin lips, her tongue awkwardly tried to move against his passionate one and she pressed harder into him.

She pushed off the uniform jacket and started to work on the shirt beneath. She tried to remember how she kissed her Boss and could not remember exactly how she did it. She only remembered that she didn't have to try.

Her head was bent in an uncomfortable angle. She pulled away from the Asian man to sit with her legs askew beneath her, lifted a bit and resumed kissing him with an open wet mouth.

His shirt half unbuttoned, Talia's hands crept over his firm chest and up to his shoulders. Her fingers danced over the hard muscles.
 
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