Daigon: First Dance Water Swordplay (Dance Of The Minds Book 1)

by R. K. Star

  “Would my daigon like me to accompanying you? Otherwise I will prepare the house for your rest tonight,” Jhan said.

  “I’m fine walking alone. It will give me time to think.”

  “As you wish my daigon.” Jhan gave a slight bow—it was more of a nod.

  The air smelled very fresh and crisp. She could smell the sea which had a hint of wet wood mixed with the smell of algae and seaweeds. Surprisingly, she only smelled a light aroma of brine. The air by the sea was quite nice and in no way overwhelming.

  She could find no easy way to make her way down to the white sand by the sea. She pushed aside and stepped on the smaller weeds as she made a trail down. Lucky for her it was only about a hundred metres from where the vehicle was parked.

  When she got to the shore her clothes had all kinds of prickly spikes from the various weeds she had brushed up against. Mother nature sure is crafty, this vegetation has adapted an effective method of spreading. She removed the spikes as she walked along the beach, pondering. She tried to use the calm waves to wash away her doubts. She couldn’t get Peter’s words out of her mind. The more she thought about it, she realized how fragile and hopeless she was. She didn’t know the culture, the environment or have any relatives or friends here. Qunor Moon brought her here and put her care into the hands of Jhan so she only had him to rely on. So far he hasn’t done her any harm and she really had no reason to distrust him now. Especially based on one random person she met for a short period of time. She scrambled her thoughts again and made her way back to the house.

  Layana returned back to the house and the weeds had been trimmed to a couple centimetres off the ground. The dust and more noticeably the spider webs that was covering the front entrance was gone. She figured she only walk for about an hour or two at most. She stepped inside the building to find it was very clean, she suspected Jhan and the maids were responsible for this. The building was lit with lamps and had old wooden rustic floors that squeaked when stepped on. The walls were mostly naked white with the odd hanging artwork. It was a two-story building with large open spaces and generously sized rooms. One of the maids brought her upstairs and helped her undress to get into a hot bath that they had prepared. The tub was place in the centre of an open space in the large room.

  “I’m sorry but I never asked for your name,” Layana asked while enjoying the hot water on her skin. She felt much more comfortable with her nudity now.

  “Kristen, my daigon.” She was combing Layana hair to get it smooth.

  “How long have you known Jhan.”

  “Not long, my daigon. I made his acquaintance just a few days before making yours.”

  “And how about the other girl, what is her name? How long have you known her?”

  “Her name is Katelyn, my daigon. I’ve known her all my life, we were raised in the orphanage together. Although we are not related by blood, I consider her to be my true sister, closer than any relative by flesh.”

  “What is your part in all of this?”

  “I don’t understand your question, my daigon.”

  “Like, what is your role? What are you trying to do?”

  “Qunor Moon had ordered to me watch over you. I’m to protect and care for you, as you need of me.”

  “What about Jhan? Do you know his role?”

  “He is appointed as your reaeslave. His role is to counsel you, my daigon, as you need of him.”

  “Should I trust him then?”

  Kristen responses were quick and sharp but she hesitated for a short moment. “I’ve learned you cannot trust anyone openly but Jhan is very knowledgeable and a trained observer.”

  “Do you trust Katelyn whole heartedly? Do you trust her with everything?”

  “As far as I’m aware, my daigon, I would never trust anyone completely but myself. The only person that will never break a promise is yourself. If you tell something to someone, you should expect it to be passed around with time. The only exception is if the person dies before it’s pass along or the information you share is of no value. I don’t trust Katelyn whole heartedly as I would also expect her to break oaths but I do trust her with my life.”

  “Thank you Kristen. That is exactly what I needed to hear.” She closed her eyes and slipped further down the tub so she could lean her head back. She closed her eyes and let Kristen bathe her. She felt her hand smoothly scrubbing her skin. She felt a silk hand-towel washing her down. She could feel Kristen’s hand and the towel on her arms then her chest. The towel gently caressed her breast and the gentle touch on her nipple roused her.

  Kristen seemed to know the soft touch on her nipple excited her. Layana didn’t stop her so she moved the towel to the other breast and gently touch the nipple, carefully rubbing in a circular motion.

  Blood was flooding to Layana’s nipples, causing them to tighten and they became erect. Her whole body tightened and stiffened. Her mouth was open and she was taking deeper breaths through her mouth. She knew this wasn’t appropriate to have Kristen touching her like this, or maybe it was normal in their culture. Either way she couldn’t find her voice to tell her to stop. It was the complete opposite, she didn’t dare open her eyes and afraid to move. She was afraid if she did move Kristen might take it as a sign that she wanted her to stop it. The only thing she did have the courage to do was to bring her legs up, until her knees were bent. Slowly she slid one leg away from the other. She slowly slid the left leg to one side until it hit the tub wall. Then slowly she slid the right leg away, until her leg touched the wall. Now she was completely expose. Her arm rested on top of the tub. Her breast completely bare and visible. Her legs spread wide open and inviting, with her red vaginal lips ready for a kiss.

  Kristen moved back to the other engorged nipple and rubbed it in a circular motion again. Then she delicately made circular tracings around the breast, starting from the centre.

  Layana couldn’t take it anymore and let out a soft moan. She was enjoying this.

  Kristen had a hand rubbing each nipple now. She slipped one hand down tracing a line towards the belly button while rubbing both nipples with the other hand.

  Layana could feel Kristen’s hand going towards her lady lips. In her head, she screamed to be touched there and have her gently rubbing her lips. She could feel the blood in her vagina now and it was swelling up and her clit was so tender it was sore. She could feel Kristen’s hand now touching her lips, and in her mind she let out a big sigh. Yes, she is touching me there.

  She was feeling so naughty and dirty right now. Kristen hand knew exactly where to touch her to bring out the pleasure. Her hand traced up and down the lips but it didn’t touch her clit or enter inside her. The absence of touch on her clit was driving her insane. Kristen was teasing her too much. Up and down her lips she touched so tenderly. Then slowly she circled in towards her clit, slowly her finger traced closer and closer. The fluids were coming out of her and she could feel it, it was sticky and it was getting on her inner thighs. She felt so moist inside. Kristen’s hand touched her clit and she felt a burst of spasm inside her and around the thigh muscles, it felt so good. But she wanted more she wanted Kristen’s fingers inside her. She could feel two fingers rubbing circularly on her clit now.

  Suddenly Layana felt another hand on her ankle. She wasn’t sure who it was and was too scared to open her eyelid to see. She clamped her eyelids shut even tighter. The hand lifted her leg and rest her left ankle on top of the tub. Then she heard faint footsteps moving to the opposite side of the tub. Her right leg was pulled up and place on top on the tub. Now she was much more expose, her legs were brought up and spread wide apart. Her vagina was facing right at them now, she could feel both her holes exposed. She was begging in her head to let this second person be anyone but Jhan. It would be so embarrassing if it was him. Then she felt a hand approach her, it touched her butt cheek and roamed towards her vagina. It rubbed gently up and down her lips before a finger forced in her hole. She could feel the finger inside her now and it sent nerv
es around her body in disarray. The finger went in and out, in and out then quicker. Then the finger slipped out and then two fingers thrust in, in and out again. She was feeling it now, she could feel so much vaginal fluids coming out of her hole. The fingers came out then she felt something else go in that was very tight, and it hurt. Slowly it was pushed in, she could feel this object pressed against her and push her lips aside. It was pushed in deeper until she felt it deep inside her. Then it was pulled out part way and pushed back in. The process was repeated, quicker and quicker a couple times. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her thigh and pelvic muscles contracted again and she felt multiple spasms that lasted a few quick seconds. She let out a moan as the spasms were too much to handle. She could feel the fluid gushing from her vaginal area now.

  Layana senses came back to her. She couldn’t believe she just let her maid masturbate her off and she had an orgasm. She was too ashamed to open her eyes. She wanted to see who the second person was but was too scared to look. Kristen continued to wash her body and the other person pick up her leg one at a time and placed it back in the water. She could feel Kristen giving a good wipe to try and clean out the discharge.

  Surprisingly she was still able to relax and enjoy Kristen tenderly touch cleaning her. Perhaps it’s because she was much more comfortable with her nudity, so being masturbated wasn’t as awkward as she is making it out to be. Perhaps this is a normal cultural thing here. She opened her eyes part way to see who the second person was but that person was gone. She only saw Kristen hands scrubbing her.

  27

  Highnar seaside, Yhonar

  Layana wasn’t sure if she was getting more comfortable with her group or she was getting comfortable with her body. She didn’t mind strolling into the kitchen with her morning robe that was completely translucent for breakfast. It felt right and so comfortable showing off her skin. But whenever she stepped outside the house she would change. She was more comfortable in her own skin but not comfortable enough to let others see all her privates.

  Layana would change into a form fitting black shirt and pants before she would head to the sea for her training. She had become very adept wielding her blade now. She could crack the blade forward like a whip and snap it back behind without cutting herself. She already had great speed with the weapon but she didn’t know how to snap the weapon in between forms to release the explosive energy that Qunor showed her before. Jhan nor the maids knew how to do it so it was up to her, to learn how to master the weapon. Her skills had already exceeded Jhan capabilities now. In a fight, Jhan would be able to hold up against her for a few minutes but it was a matter of time before she overcame him with her speed and techniques. She was able to spot Jhan flawed strokes that left him vulnerable. Instead of wooden sticks she was now training with sharp weapons with Kristen, who prove to be a formidable opponent.

  Kristen was much faster than Jhan and stronger as well. She wielded dual sabres, which made her striking appear much faster. She was able to block Layana strikes at a distance and encircle around her. She took a side step closer to her every time Layana pulled her blade back. Quickly she was able to reach striking distance, thereby negating Layana’s weapon range advantage.

  The sabres were a robust and sturdy weapon compared to Layana’s whip blade. She didn’t have the agility to out maneuver Kristen and when her blade clashed against Kristen’s blade it knocked her blade aside. The other sabre would come swinging down towards her neck, cleaving her head off if Kristen hadn’t stop the motion of the swing before touching her skin.

  Layana recognize the pattern of Kristen movements but no matter how many times she went up against Kristen, Kristen’s sabre would end up next to her neck. She made adjustments after adjustments in her technique but nothing could account for the difference in speed Kristen had over her.

  “I can’t beat you Kristen, you’re too fast.” Layana mumbled while panting, she slouched down to hide her face. She was exhausted and opened her mouth wide trying to breathe in big breaths of air. All she wanted to do was fall to the ground and rest while looking up at sky.

  “You need to train your speed and see if you have the potential to increase your agility, my daigon.” Kristen was still full of stamina and didn’t show any signs of fatigue.

  “What if I’m already at my max speed?”

  “Then we will see if you can increase your strength. But you’ll have to select a different weapon as this whip blade is highly dependent on the user’s speed and not strength.”

  “Okay how do I train my speed?”

  “If you remember, Qunor Moon told you before.”

  Layana could not remember and stared back at her empty minded.

  “You need to train on water, hence why we are at the seaside,” Kristen responded.

  That rang a bell, she remembered now. Qunor said that once she was comfortable on the ground she should train on water to increase her speed.

  Kristen walked up to the shore and took a step into the water. Her foot didn’t sink to the bottom but pressed against the surface as if the water was a solid object. She took another step, and then began walking out into the sea.

  “First you must learn to walk on water like this. You must increase the cohesive forces on the area of the water you plan to step on. This increase of the surface tension must be great enough to support your weight. A heavier person must increase the surface tension more to be able to walk on water.”

  Layana wondered if Kristen was saying she’s fatter than her. But she didn’t worry about her weight now. The theory of walking on water sounded simple but she figured it was harder than what Kristen made it seem. She felt the water molecules and brought them closer together then tried to step on it. Her foot plunged into the water but she could tell the viscosity of the water had thicken. She tried to pull her foot out now and it felt like she was pulling her foot out of mud.

  “Try to focus only on the water at the top. The surface tension is the most important. Do not worry too much about the cohesion of the water molecules below, my daigon.”

  Layana brought the water molecules close together again but left the bottom unaltered. She stepped again and she could feel the water depress a bit but she felt it pressing back at her. She brought her other leg up and placed it on the water. She wasn’t sinking this time. It was like she was stepping on a floating sheet of ice. When she had both legs on water it became hard to balance. If she placed too much pressure on one leg the imaginary sheet of ice she was standing on would tip that way. In a matter of seconds, she lost her balance and fell face first into the sea.

  Kristen hid a snort of laughter at the sight of Layana plunging into the water. “My daigon, you must alter the water as your balance changes or as you move.”

  “I thought this would be easy but nothing ever is.” Layana wasn’t one to give up easily, she stood up with all her clothing wicking up the sea’s water and adhering to her body. She raised one foot out of the water then step back down after she changed the composition of it. As she raised her other foot off the sea floor she stretched her hands to help her balance. She stepped down with her other foot further apart giving her a wider stance and stabilizing her. She increased the surface tension on the right foot then slowly leaned that way. The increase surface tension help stabilized her shift in weight.

  She tried moving but every time she lifted one foot off she had to balance herself otherwise she would fall again. It was incredibly hard to walk, it was the equivalent of trying to walk on a rope. If she had both feet down it was quite stable. Once when she brought one foot up she had to balance herself and when she tried to advance the foot forward she would sway left and right and risk falling over. The easiest way to counter the balance issue would be to increase the surface tension of a wider area but that would require more focus. The other problem was changing the surface tension in unison with the steps she planned to take. Layana could understand the difficulty now. Maintaining a larger area would be draining on the mind, causing he
r to fatigue sooner. She wouldn’t be able to walk fast because she would need to plan out her steps first.

  “Come at me my daigon. We won’t use weapons, try to hit me with your fist.”

  Very slowly Layana made her way towards Kristen. When she got within striking distance she put up her fist and took a swing at Kristen. Kristen leaned back slightly to get out of reach of her fist. Layana body weight shifted forward with her punch and she lost her balance causing her to fall into the water again. She kicked her legs in circular motion and swatted her hands back and forth to keep her head above.

  “This is too hard, I can’t do it.” Layana panted as she climbed atop the water.

  “You can. Learning to move on water is like learning to skate or perhaps it’s like walking on a tightrope. It requires balance and coordination, something that you will develop with practice.” Kristen gracefully pranced around her, showing her how easily she was able to move about. “Come at me again.”

  It truly was equivalent to walking on a tightrope. Layana decided to just go for it and sprint towards Kristen. She imagined where she wanted to go and prayed that she would keep her balance. She traveled a few good metres before she hesitated with her footing and plunged deep into the sea. Every time she fell in she would take a big gulp of sea water and some would go up her nose. Moving swiftly was much easier for her compared to slow deliberate movements. She got above the water again. This time she wouldn’t think twice and would go with her gut feeling.

  “I’m going to come at you again now Kristen.” Layana ran forwards and got within striking range of Kristen then took a swing at her. Kristen leaned back again and her fist made contact with only the air. She lost her balance and her body tipped forward but she continued to move forward and regained her posture than spun around quickly for another strike at Kristen. Kristen was surprised by the incoming fist and raised her elbow to strike against the fist. The elbow shattered one of Layana’s knuckles.