Blades and Flowers

Chapter 6
The Dragon Bares His Fangs

Kaoru kept her distance from everyone as best she could. She heard the whispers of her fuck up with the Master, but that didn’t bother her. The fact that her Master heard the whispers bothered her, and prayed to Buddha he didn’t. She busied herself sweeping the dojo, not noticing the presence approaching her.

‘Why are you in here?’

With her mistake earlier that morning she was too frightened to speak. Not answering immediately as commanded angered, yet amused the red-haired warrior.

‘Do not make me repeat myself Gensou!’

Kaoru placed the broom between her and the Battousai as if it were some magical barrier blocking his cold empty stare. He took a step forward grabbing the broom from Kaoru’s shaky hand tossing it behind him. With every step he took Kaoru stepped back, until she found she was pinned against the wall. His red fiery hair covered his face, only one violet eye and the thin line of his lips showed. Something in Kaoru was compelling her to take her finger and trace the line wanting to caress it , her eyes were locked in his hypnotic trance for only seconds that seemed like years to her. She knew he went for a walk earlier and the heat of the midmorning day bounced off his semi-covered chest. The intensity bounced off of him her making her slightly pant, her own kimono feeling unbearably tight. He leaned in further barely touching the curve of her ear as he spoke in the calmest whisper.

‘You do love to test my patience, don’t you?’
‘Yes! No!’

Kaoru was too flustered to get her answer right. How could a man, a warrior with such a past and present smell as wonderful as a spring rain? Kaoru found her mind wandering with trivial questions making the Battousai’s anger grow. His fists banged against the wall next to her head jarring her from another inner monologue with herself.

‘Again you can’t make up your mind. Hmph. You know you’re a pathetic waste of my time Gensou, something as simple as a question confuses your little mind, how did you ever survive on your own?’

Although the closeness made her more nervous, it paled in comparison to her anger building from his unneeded insults. Her fists balled up gripping the sides of her kimono. The words flowed along the heat of his breath sending a chill down her spine, coming back up as a heated crackle of electricity as she found her hands on his chest pushing him away from her. At least that’s what she thought she did.

‘Even your anger is weak Gensou.’ He grinned at her.
Gripping the loosened kimono Kaoru tried to push him away as his body pressed further against hers. Her nails dug into his chest as she tried to scratch and claw him, but it was to no avail. Kaoru’s body was pinned between him and the wall, a very familiar situation between them both.

‘Do I really have to repeat myself?’

His voice was bone chillingly calm, bouncing off the length of her neck. The Battousai opened his fists and slid his hands down the wall. Kaoru found the blinding white light flash before her eyes as her breathing became heavy. His tongue was as hot as a branding iron against her flesh. She felt the hard goose bumps form all over her body as his hand fell between the opening her kimono sliding along her thigh. Capturing his fingers along the curve of the back of her knee he wraps her leg around his slender hip pulling himself further into her. Her chest heaved against his chest as his tongue trailed along the curve of her collarbone down the top of her right breast. Dragging the flat of his tongue along the hot creamy hill Kaoru found her fingers gripping her Master’s kimono tighter making soft mewing sounds.

The Battousai found himself enjoying how easily his Gensou melted at his slightest touch, but was more surprised at his own excitement steadily growing for her. His tongue pushed against the silky linen covering his intended target. Her breast spilled free and she jumped as his chin trailed along the smooth taut skin. She felt his mouth hover over her hard pink bud and she opened her eyes snapping out of it.

‘No! Don’t!

The Battousai ignored her plea flicking the very tip of his tongue once, then again tasting how sweet she was. Her nails dug deeper into him only fueling his fire more. His hips thrust between her legs pressing the obvious hard on through his hakama pants. The wide eye expression caught his eyes as his fingers slid slowly through the long dark strands of her hair pulling her head back. Her chin arched up, her mouth open as the short pants escaped. Her bright blue eyes traveled to his, cold, blank as they lingered boring into hers.

‘Yes…..’ he exhaled into her mouth.

The kiss was long deep and slow. His body heat grew as the smooth nipple rubbed against his chest, his cock throbbed against the wet spot that grew wetter between her legs. His gripped tightened in her hair, as the kiss grew harder, hungrier. Kaoru’s mind was in a fog again, she couldn’t comprehend what was happening but her body could understand everything completely. She felt the warmth of her body flowing freely from her as her Master’s hand massaged the curve of her ass and length of her thigh. Her toes curled as his tongue slipped over hers, his fingers massaging her scalp. The quick pulse between her legs was aching to be calmed. The rough material brushed against her now silky skin making her shiver.

‘Mmm, Master,’ she breathed into the kiss.

Again her voice ignored as the kiss ended with her lips, only to continue to the breast that stood firm at the Battousai’s lips. Gentle kisses marked along the beads of sweat that lingered. Again her nails raked his chest that made his hips thrust hard into her making her squeal. His hands quickly grabbed hers pinning them above her head. Using only one to hold her still, the force exposed both perfect ample breasts, spilling free from their linen prison. He looked her in her eyes with electric fire breathing through his nose as his chest rose and fell. She swore she saw him shiver but only a little. His look was like a monster about to devour its prey; only the prey was bound for pleasure not pain as he grinned at her as if reading her mind.

‘Ahhh, no, please!’

His mouth devoured the whole smooth curve of her breast as his fingers slid inside her hot cunt. Two fingers slid inside her easily as did the third but only enough to tease her g spot. Kaoru’s leg tightened around his hip and wrists moved wildly. His tongue bathed her chest, moving back and forth from each nipple making the full bosom bounce in his enjoyment.

‘Please what Gensou?

His fingers moved so fast she lost all control, the pressure in her belly mounted making her body arch against his touch. Battousai could feel his cock throbbing resting impatiently between their legs, as her torment was soon to its end.

‘Master…..Master, ohhhh God…….’

Kaoru felt the tingle of a thousand of her Master’s fingers fill all of her, flow over her raging body as she felt only the cold rush of air filling her pulsing middle, the release of her sore wrists and that cold empty stare from her Master. He stood there like a living statue, saying nothing his breathing changed from heavy to calm, almost undetected.

‘Gensou?’
‘Master please….’

His hands found her body again wrapping his hands around her tiny waist pulling himself into her again. He bent down caressing her belly with feather touches grazing his tongue along her still hard nipple, tasting how sweet she really was. He took the nub gently between his teeth letting his tongue play; the jolt ran through her spine immediately. Her hands found his smooth red hair and pushed him further into her body. Surprised at herself for doing this but instinct again took over. She moaned guiding him to the other neglected breast, and she moaned louder as he took almost all of it into his mouth. Her eyes fluttered at the ceiling, the painting a battle danced above her as she began to lose herself to him again. The light kisses going down her belly sent those butterflies into frenzy again.

The swish of her belt unraveling and his mouth continuing to sooth her made her body relax. Her legs opened on their own, one hand moved slowly up her body as she massaged her nipple between her fingers pinching it hard. She didn’t see him watching her as she played with herself, for him, for her he wasn’t sure. The smell of her sex filled him as he felt his other side begin to grow, the gold in his eyes flickered on and off as her hips rolled before him taunting his mouth to take hold of her. The long slow drag along her cunt made Kaoru scream. Her clit filled exposing past it’s glistening hood.

‘Please Master, please touch me again!’

Kaoru found her body pressed hard, those eyes bearing down into hers as her body felt the quake. Was he going to take her right there? Why did find herself in his clutches again? Further those eyes drew closer, more of his body she wanted against hers, inside, outside, everywhere.

‘No.’

He pulled away as easily as he approached her. He turned his back on her but gave her another glance over his shoulder,

‘Why do you beg for your enemy to finish you so badly? Are you that desperate for release of this world by any means?’

With that said, Kaoru was again used, left open and vulnerable to the man she hated so much, yet found herself wanting everything he threw at her. She slid down to the floor sitting there breathing trying to comprehend why he loved torturing her so.

‘Yet you liked it also, Master,’ she said bluntly.

She jumped as his speed crept on her again, this time no hand around the neck or her back rammed against a wall, just simply cold uncaring words.

‘Just the mere flaw that is being a man, reaction to an action, besides if I did like it wouldn’t you be begging for more at this moment. You are nothing but my puppet, my little toy to play with. After all Gensou, I am your Master.’

Again, she was left with a confused mind, torn spirit and aching body.

The Battousai’s house was full of life that night, at least in his quarters anyway. After the day, the moment she had with him, Kaoru couldn’t concentrate on what to do right. Forced to serve him and his guests’ dinner, she stumbled more than once almost spilling hot tea on one of the females whom he invited to stay for the evening. Kaoru was subjected to apologize to the woman as she received a slap for her incompetence. Not sure why she felt hurt looking down at her Master, she felt he would intervene, but he only turned his attentions to the other female opposite him.


Kaoru found herself more humiliated from her Master’s blatant disregard of her. Her temper had gotten the best of her, she didn’t care at that moment about what would happen to her but she just couldn’t take the abuse any further. She graciously retrieved the teapot opened the lid and threw the boiling liquid across the table. The screams of the scalded women had every man from the Battousai’s unnecessary security running inside the mansion. The Battousai caught the full brunt of the tea as it scaled his chest and some of his face but he just sat there looking up at his Gensou unnerved, no show of any emotion. Kaoru never felt more vulnerable at that moment, it was as if time stopped and she was standing alone at judgment for her crime.

So engrossed on her Master’s nonchalant attitude, Kaoru didn’t notice the hand coming at her face to slap her. The rush of cool air blew strands of her hair in her face. She turned to see Him, then he was gone. The other woman cried out about their expensive clothing and what a stupid girl she was. Kaoru took the opportunity to escape.