Opium Dreams

A mysterious woman arrives in Tokyo . She has the face of an innocent, but behind her peaceful amber eyes lie dark secrets she alone knew...

Warning: Unconsensual scene below...Lemon...

When the silk of her robe touched his skin, Sano was instantly on fire. His eyelids dropped, eyelashes forming dark half moons on his boyish countenance. His breath deepened. Oh god, she\'s intoxicating...

Megumi was unaware of the turmoil she was causing as she calmly handed Sano the glass of water and the packet. \"Drink this,\" she said.

Soft lips...Sano mentally shook his head and forced himself to focus. Snap out of it, baka! You\'re acting like a lovelorn fool. The woman probably has a husband anyway. Maybe it\'s rat-face. At this, Sano had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. \"What\'s this?\" He asked Megumi, eyeing the small packet. The bright red color of the wrapping paper stood out sharply in his palm.

\"Swallow. Don\'t ask questions.\"

Sano did as he was told and emptied the powdered contents into his mouth. It tasted salty at first, then sweet as the crystals dissolved on his tongue. He washed it down with water and then asked what it was once more.

\"Poppy crystals\" was the simple reply.

Chimes....He could hear them ringing in his head. Beneath him was a young woman with black hair and pale, brown eyes wide in terror and shocked surprise. She was naked and lying spread-eagled in his bed. Her hands and legs were tied to the bedposts with cloth torn from her ripped kimono.

Takada Kanryu\'s smile widened as he stared down at the nubile body of the woman. She was a pale comparison but he imagined this would be how Megumi would look naked and scared to death of him. Her beautiful form pale and trembling and completely at his mercy.

The brow eyes below him closed tightly as he nimbly ran his hand over the mound between her thighs. No, Megumi had to be different. She worked for him, yes. She was practically his slave but she always held herself away even when he admitted his infatuation...

Questing fingers found the tiny bud between and the woman let out a soft whimper. She laughed at him! Actually laughed when he told her how he felt about her. He. Takada Kanryu. Leader of the dreaded Oniwabanshuu Syndicate...

A long index finger slipped inside the slick opening. Deeper, deeper it moved until it reached the barrier of flesh. Then it slowly withdrew. No one refuses an offer made by Henry Takada. Certainly not some chit of a girl. She was his. He owned her...

The finger dipped once more and withdrew, still with the same langurous movements. Takada watched the woman\'s pinched up face absently as he continued his slow assault. Megumi worked for him. She knew a lot about herbs and mixing stuffs. And he took advantage of that. He used her skills to create more of the white powder that drove men wild with need and in the process, the opium ring increased...and consequently, his power and influence....But still, she rejected him...

Suddenly angry, Takada withdrew his hand completely and replaced it with his hardness. He took the woman\'s face in his hands and forced her to look at him. Then with one full thrust, he impaled her on the bed, breaking her barrier, causing her to cry out in pain. ...Laughed at him! He could still hear her laughter. Like chimes in his head. Then, one day she disappeared...along with the formula...the secret to his business...

Anger made him slam harder against the woman, causing more pain. The woman was crying and lying stiff under his assault but Takada couldn\'t care less. It was Megumi beneath and he was punishing her. Punishment has never been this pleasurable.

Suddenly, he withdrew. The woman opened her eyes. Tears rolled freely, smudging her cheeks. \"Open your mouth,\" he ordered.

\"Please...\"

\"Do as I say, bitch!\" He shouted, slapping her hard. He nudged against her lips with his hardened flesh. The woman opened her mouth then and took him in. He grabbed her hair and forced her head to move over him. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel the darts of pleasure from her timid ministerings.

\"Suck it,\" he commanded.

The woman did as she was told. She was still tied to the bedposts and couldn\'t really do anything else. Takada felt her warm tongue slide over his cap, his ridges. It was beautiful. He began to move his hips.

After a while, he grabbed her hair and brought his face close to her. \"That\'s right, Megumi-kun. This is where you belong and this is what you do.\" And with that, he rammed into her warm flesh once more and didn\'t stop until he found his release.

** TO BE CONTINUED **