Saya/Start

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The much-anticipated day has arrived. You knew well ahead of most people since you have some 'contacts' in your father's intelligence department. Your preparations have been completed and you were waiting anxiously for the day to arrive. You called your personal honor guards from your days on the battlefield to serve as your escorts. Not entirely certain whether you like this development or not, you're not about to leave yourself completely defenseless.

Taking a minute to collect yourself, you find yourself quite excited about going out into the unknown. Especially about meeting a man with whom you are allowed - even obliged - to go all the way. Smiling to yourself, you figure you've always been an adventurous spirit so this is just one more leap of faith.

You have long wondered what it would be like to be held in a man's arms and only your determination to make your parents proud has allowed you to keep your virginity. Still, you couldn't resist playing naughtily with the soldiers or spying on the maids while they were with their boyfriends (sometimes even playing with the maids themselves - in front of their boyfriends). You have never allowed any of them to undress you or touch your private parts, tho you've seen about everything and practiced on similarly shaped inanimate objects - which resulted in bananas and cucumbers becoming your favorite foods.

Although you are known to be playful, you are also quite respected. Your mother began teaching you swordsmanship at a young age. You have surpassed even her and established yourself as the best swordmaster around when you dueled and defeated four of the most renowned generals of your country. Your mother also taught you the discipline of mind that grants you a graceful composure which entrances others and gives off an aura of serenity.

This combination of lust and grace has long caused a stream of marriage requests to be sent to your father. Slightly tempered by your achievements on the field of battle, but most delude themselves into thinking you are just a mascot character in the army. Until they meet you anyhow.

Pulling yourself out of your thoughts, you decide it is time to get dressed. You wear :

Your favorite : a not-so-feminine black leather armor that looks more dazzling on you than any dress. On your hip rests the flawless katana you inherited from your mother.

You decide to dress a little more feminine to make a good impression, putting on an elegant and seductive black dress. you put your katana in your luggage but keep it close at hand.

You decide it would be fun to be a helpless girl in the arms of a stranger and put on an innocent yet highly seductive dress that gives off an aura of vulnerability. Offcourse, your katana is never far...