Yoko's hands dropped to her side, as her body went limp and leaned against the tree she was behind. A dream like trance was in her eyes and faces, as she became ever more involved in the illusion created for her. It was as if she had been placed in a dream world that substituted her own reality. In this world Yoko took in a deep breath to calm her nerves, and to get her bearings. Her eyes concentrated on the not in between her hands, as fingers worked diligently to try and undo it. She could still hear the men in the distance mumbling things about her, but what those things were was beyond her range of hearing.

Yoko's hands stopped every time she heard the sword poking into the underbrush. Who the heck taught these people to tie a not. I've never seen one like this before. She knew it was only a matter of time, before the men looking for her came back to their horses. Wiping the sweet forming on her forehead with a sleeve of hers, Yoko looked down at the not again, as if looking how to unravel it faster. Then that is when she potential slipped up, as she took a step back Yoko heard the sound of snapping twig under her foot. Yoko stood there silently listening to hear, if the men looking for her were heading back in this direction, or were they still blissfully unaware she was still right under their noses.

Silence. It was deading as the trio wiped their heads about towards the new sound. Nothing amiss, they saw nothing out of the ordinary. Animals were not around and while the men may have thought that something had been amiss and after a moment she would hear the men muttering in low voices as they discussed strategy. One would stay put in case it was nothing going back to his search while the other two would slowly creep back towards the horses.

One going right, the other left as they made wide circles as they closed on the sound that they had heard. Slowly they moved and carefully to as they flickered their gaze to the ground to ensure that their steps had been clear of any debris that may have given away their position as they moved closer.

But as one moved behind the trees he could see her. He shouted something as he drew his blade in a swift motion as he pointed the tip at her, yelled something at her then finished with her name. This had been followed by the sounds of the other men rushing through the underbrush at her position.

The silence was unbearable, as Yoko stood there waiting. A few seconds and then a few minutes passed, as her grey orbs darted around looking for the slightest disturbance. The silence broke and Yoko knew she was in trouble. The yelling and sudden sounds of bushes being run past sent off more than enough mental alarms. Yoko by instinct ran away from the men, after all she didn't know what they wanted with her. The fact they were armed didn't help, as they seem more than willing to use lethal force. Past trees and bushes she ran. Yoko though was half cursing to herself, since a kimono wasn't designed for people running in it.

Too long of a stride and she was likely to trip or topple over. Normally she enjoyed wearing such a garment, but in this case she was mentally cursing the maker of the kimono. Yoko would have been better off paying attention to her footing, as she tripped over a tree root sticking rather high out of the ground. A thud sounded through the woods as her body hit the forest floor. Picking herself off the floor, Yoko realized as she tried to move that her foot had gotten stuck between some roots. She didn't know how far her pursuers were, and so she frantically began to try and pull her foot loose.

Had she been able to check she would have seen that one of the men had been ill suited for this and had fallen back, obviously not cut out for this matter. One had been a fair sprinter and while still some distance back the other had been a phemonial one.

He pushed through the forest, branches whipping against his face stinging him as they slapped at his face. His sword gripped in tightly in his hand. He had pushed through the last of the bushes seeing Yoko laying there prone seemed to give him his second wind as he hurried forward.

Yoko's breathing had been frantic as she tugged at her leg. Come on let my leg go all ready! She mentally shouted to herself, as she gave another tug at her foot. Only if her foot was smaller, she might be able to slip her foot through the roots. That's when it hit her, as she saw one of her pursuers get a second wind. Yoko quickly tilted her foot; so that the back end of the wooden sandal she was wearing feel off when it hit the tree root. She was finally free and off again although her footing was uneven. This caused her to hop a bit, as she pulled the other wooden sandal off her foot. Turning she tossed it blindly at the last man pursuing her, in hopes of slowing him down.

Running now at the stride the kimono she was wearing comfortably allows. Yoko ran into a clearing where the moonlight shone down, but she suddenly stopped as there was a sudden cliff. The cliff obviously had a step fall before a river appeared. There was no way to tell how deep the river was, or how high the cliff was from it. Yoko sat herself down facing the woods, as her shoulders were slumped down in a defeated matter. She just sat there under the moonlight waiting for her pursuer.

The lead man swatted away the sandal as it had been hurled at her and while he had been gaining he actually slowed down a little with that maneuver so that he could see her and didn't run off into a tree or brush. The others had closed in on him as she darted onwards.

But cut off. She had been on a cliff and the lead man popped out of the woods. At first he had been taken back that she had stopped running that had been until he assessed his surroundings. He grinned at her, his sword lowering to his side as he stalked forward saying something, though not being understood.

He had been within arm's length of her before the second man emerged from the woods, panting he collected his breath, said something to the first and began transvering in her direction. Moonlight gleamed off the blade of his sword as he neared though they could hear the third man it was a tribute to how out of shape he must have been since no one could see him yet.

Again the first man said something whether to her or the second man had been unclear.

The man that had been the closest to her had finally emerged from the words. Yoko closed her eyes focusing on the words coming out of his mouth. She could then hear the second person coming out of the woods, and the words he spoke. Were they Japanese, if so what dialect were they speaking? She had learned Japanese but only because it was the only language her grandparents on her father side spoke. Her father had been very determined to teach it to her, but she rarely used it now days and was rather rusty. Opening her eyes she could see the first with in arms reach of her.

She hadn't figured it out what tongue they spoke, but hopefully they would understand her. "What do you want with me? Why are you after me?" She asked first in ordinary English, and then repeated her question in Japanese. Hopefully one of the two men present understood her, and would respond back in a language she knew. She didn't like the fact she was in the dark about their intentions, and with the first wielding a sword she had to assume the worse would happen.

They paused. The one closet to her seemed to pause as recognition flooded through him, it registering in his eyes though the grip on his blade seemed to tighten a little. He switched dialects after speaking to the other man that halted and waited for the emergence of the other.

Speaking in Japanese so that she could understand his words he began with a question. His words a little clearer now as he uttered them, very similar to what he had been saying. Had they spoken in some sort of code so they would not have been understood?

"Don't you remember? The Emperor has chosen you to be his consort." At least one of them anyway. He looked at her, then smirked, "Though he never said what condition that he had wanted you in."

An Emperors consort was a rather high position for a female, if she remembered her father’s lesson correctly. They were also responsible for bearing the Emperors children. Yoko thought she would have remembered such a thing, but she didn't. "I would think the Emperor would like me back in one piece. After all you wouldn't want to lose your lives for a mistake you made." She spoke back to them in the same tongue they were using. At least she had a way of speaking to them now, as well as to understand them. There was something nagging in the back of her head though. "I seem to have forgotten who this emperor is, and the reason I was chosen to be his consort. Whoever was supposed to tell me said the Emperor was looking to have me killed, and so I fled for my life." She spoke again in Japanese hoping to clear up any sort of misunderstanding, while getting a better picture of this emperor at the same time.

"Emperor Muramato," he respond though Aegir had looked across at the naked Yoko in the real world. He had initial planned on the three men force their way upon her, but he had a chance here to deepen his illusion and used it now. He could be patient after all.

The man eyed her for a moment as if caught up in though then shealthed his blade as he drew near. "To think that a peasant girl like you attracts the eye of the Emperor."

By this stage the third man emerged from the woods panting, his eyes immediately flying to the others. The second man spoke to the third in that coded language that they had used and he nodded, standing his ground though he had drawn no closer to her location.

The first grabbed her by the wrist as he hoisted her up to her feet. His eyes for a second cast over the cliff before returning to her. "I'm glad that this was a misunderstanding or otherwise we would have to teach you a leason about running away."

He and the others had been instructed to kidnap her from her village she had lived in. He supposed that the Emperor could have simple ordered her to come to his palace though the roads could be dangerous to travel without escorts.

The man grinned, said something to the others, then spoke to Yoko again. "Back to the horses, we mustn't keep the Emperor waiting."

Yoko closed her eyes and bit her tongue at the peasant girl comment. Then it had come back to her suddenly for the Emperors sudden interest in her. She had just finished picking medicinal herbs, and was on the way back to her home. That is when she came across the Emperors caravan, as they were bringing him back to the castle. A slight shiver went down her spine as she remembered the Emperor taking her by force a few moments later. Yoko was pulled out of her stroll down memory lane when she was suddenly hosted to her feet. The final person of the trio had finally caught up, and was just standing there. By the distance they were standing apart she figured that, if she got away from the first one of the other two could intercept her.

The first had said something about a lesson, if she hadn't come with them willingly or at least decided to. Yoko also remembered the reason she had run away as well know. Being an Emperors consort meant she wouldn't be allowed outside the castle walls. The man in front of her then mentioned that it was best to not keep the Emperor waiting. "The Emperor can wait a bit longer. There is an old shrine about two hundred meters back. We can use it to rest for the night, and continue to the castle when the sun is up and the roads are safer. Does the Emperors interest in peasant girl frustrate you that much?"

She inquired as she walked past the first man, and stopped between the three of them. She had a good idea what this lesson the first had spoke about involved. "Then I have a proposal that might interest the three of you. When we reach the shrine, you can teach me that lesson for running away. This is where things get interesting for the four of us, if any one of you can make me climax. Then I will go willingly to be the Emperors consort, but if you can't you tell the Emperor I fell off a cliff and died. Then you just simply let me go. Oh by the way if you make me climax, and I do return to the emperor. I'll ask him to make you three my body guards. This way I will be the Emperors consort, but I'll also be the three of yours personal sex toy. You can think about whether to accept my proposition, or not on the way to the shrine."

Yoko continued to walk back to the horses, as she had hopefully intrigued the three men. The Emperor could wait till the next day to have his perverted fun with her. She could simply out run them when they reached the house, but there was something about this scenario that turned her on. Plus the three of them seemed rather frustrated from chasing her down. She would have to figure a method of taking each of them out of the picture on the way to the shrine.

The first man had looked at her wide eyes, he seemed to be the only one that spoke her regional dialect though he had translated for the others who displayed signs of amazement, one even going so far as to sport an erection at the cloth of his pants.

Aegir had benefitted by inserting memories into Yoko's mind as he restructured it too his benefit. It had deepened the illusion and he had found no thoughts about her disbelieving these elements. As far as he had been concerned she had thought that she had been in feudal Japan which was fine with him.

He did pick up on the sensation to run though, that he words had been a cunning trap under the circumstances. He would have to be weary about that though the idea had intersted him, she was still thinking as to how to best get out of the situation that she had been in.

"No, I guess not ... the Emperor can wait another day, it won't kill him." The first said with a grin spreading over his lips as he seemed to delay a moment after speaking to her. He eyed her n the middle of them as if considering something for a moment then lead her back to the forest where they saddled up after unhitching the horses.

She had been placed upon the first man's horse as they set out towards the shrine in question.

She had been given directions to the first man on when to change direction towards the shrine. The forest would soon change in structure as they began to near the shrine. Yoko between directions would tell them about the priestess who use to live there, but ever since her passing the shrine had been abandoned, since it was too deep in the woods for the villagers to maintain on their own. She also explained how she helped the priestess out in her duties whenever she could, but she didn't have what it took to become a priestess herself. They would begin to pass under red gates that had been meant to ward off demons and evil spirits. The group would eventually come to the base of stairs, as the trees had changed into a mixture of regular trees and cherry blossom trees.

"We'll have to walk the rest of the way. It's not a long walk as the shrine is just at the top of these stairs." Yoko allowed the first man to help her dismount from the horse, as she began to walk up the stairs. "I'll go get things ready for tonight at the shrine, while you three tie up the horses, and give you guys some time to discuss what I told you three." Yoko would half jog up the stairs to make sure she got to the shrine before they did. She stopped at the top, as she walked down the stone path, and over a stone bridge which had a calm flowing river below it. The shrine itself looked in perfect condition besides being abandoned for the past couple of years. Walking up the wooden stairs she slid the entrance open, as he eyes looked around. Even in the forest the moonlight still shone through the windows.

Yoko moved through the shrine with ease having knowledge of its structure, since she had spent a few nights here before. She had laid down mats on the floor for the four of them to sleep on. Yoko knew her conditions had gotten through to them, and rather shocked them. She knew the former priestess performed exorcisms of sexual demons or spirits in women, and had items for such rituals. Yoko would lay out rope, wooden dildos of various sizes, and some sort of beads. She had placed these all aside in a room she had designated for the task given to the three men. Yoko had also changed into a shorter white kimono. This one only went down to her knees, as supposed to the full length kimono. With all the preparations made she would sit on her legs in the main room, as she waited for the three men to arrive.

Ten minutes? Fifteen? It had been hard to say how long the men took in delibrations once their steeds had been seen to. The third had poised a question concerned about the wrath of the emperor should he find out. The others assured him that this would not be the case and that he would have no way of knowing what had transpired. He may be a living God but not onimopent.

So they convienced him of this bringing an end to his last minute skitterish thoughts. But they ascended the stairs as a group, moonlight shimmering off them and allowing them to cast aside some shadows as they entered the shrine.

The second grinned as he brought his eyes upon her in the moonlight that had filtered in behind him. Noting the change in her attire he had seemed the most eager of them to start as he crossed the room toward her, dropping down in front of her as his hand fell to her hip, his lips already on her mouth as he embraced her in a fierce kiss. The others it had seemed had not been too far behind him ...

Yoko waited patiently, since there was no point in worrying about such things. She had all ready resigned herself to the events that would be unfolding shortly. Yoko had no idea of how much time had passed, before the three of them showed up at the shrine entrance. She had spent a few moments studying each of the men’s postures. The second man was all too eager to start things off; as she felt his lips on her own while his hands were on her waste. Yoko didn't fight the kiss but rather returned it for a short period of time, before breaking it off. "Just wait a bit longer, and then you three can do whatever you want with me." She knew the first was going to need and translate for her, as she stood up.

"Please follow me." She asked the three as she began walking towards the prepared room. The second one seems a bit fired up to start, and the out of shape one seems like he is worried about something. I can probably use that to my advantage. She would bring the three down a hall way, as she allowed the sash around her waist to fall to the ground. This allowed the kimono she was wearing to open up slightly. They wouldn't be able to see though, since they were behind her at least not yet. She would open a door to one of the rooms and walked inside. Yoko would sit a few feet behind the items laid out on the floor.

The men would notice that she was sitting on her legs again, but this time they would be able to see some of her bosom. They would also notice the rope; various sized wooden dildos, and some kind of beads on the floor in front of Yoko. "Like I said you can do anything you want to me. That includes using any of the items in front of you." Yoko just sat there knowing well off that the second one would probably start things off again in his eagerness.