Like Mao, Nassan the capital is divided into districts. Unlike Mao where the districts are ill-defined and nebulous in Nassan, they are clearly marked by low walls and broad boulevards. There is even a wall between the Outer common district and the inner nobles district. In the rest of the city, broad streets define the borders between areas.

In the company of Tiong and his majordomo, we have little problem traversing the different districts, but even he uses a token to pass through. I see what must be servants and retainers that don’t bear a house or sect mark on their robes have a far harder time of it. Even when they have tokens to pass.

“Would you mind not staring so much?” Tiong asks me and I can hear my sister snicker at it behind my back. “Sorry, I just really find everything here so fascinating. I wonder where that cock is pointing and why are there signs in the stone we tread upon?” I ask him and Tiong almost turns red when I mention the cock. “The phallic points to the red light district in the noble district and the signs denote different borders between houses,” Huan says to rescue his master from having to speak of such in the open. “Interesting, might we visit at some point?” I ask and look with the most innocent eyes I can muster at them. It looks like Tiong will explode with the inner pressure in him to both laugh and stay formal, he looks ready to explode because of the inner pressure. “We are here.” He states instead and lead us to a magnificent entrance in one of the side streets to the boulevard. I do a little mental shake to get out of tourist mode and into serious mode. “I warned you, but I will tell you again. My aunt can be a bit much to handle.” Tiong says and I together with Xi and Ha nod respectfully at this. “And remember my aunt is the head of her household and beholden to no one else there, whatever some of my cousins might think.”

“Greetings dear guests of my nephew.” An older matron greets us when we are shown to a beautiful pagoda in the centre of a garden. The manor has a strange layout, like a capital H where one has to pass through the main hall to get into the garden in the back. The garden has an unfamiliar design dominated by hedges and large bushes instead of the subdued gardens I am used to. The pagoda is painted clear white and with raised benches and tables. It feels strange to walk into such a familiar setting. “Greetings honourable matron of the Niun Family,” I say as I have been instructed by Tiong. The lady is named Nuna Nima Niun, but she like all the nobles I have met will of course not tell me her name herself. She has people such tasks.

There is some talk for a while about the weather, how this season has been especially warm and such. We are even asked a couple of questions about our village. Innocent stuff like how the weather is or when we last were there. “My nephew tells me you have healing hands, Ming.” The conversation turns a bit more serious when the matron states this. “My hands are certainly part of my technique for healing,” I tell her with a smile. She is not amused “As I said, healing hands.” I bow a bit deeper but decides to challenge her a bit. “I will have to respectfully disagree, my hands cannot themselves heal, only as a tool for my Dao do my hands have healing qualities.” After my statement, there is silence for some time in the pagoda while it seems they all wait for the fury to descend upon me. It does not however arrive. “Good, at least you understand the basics of life. Not an intolerable airhead like was reported to me.” She says and right there, a chill goes up my spine, being a tourist is fine so long as no one is judging. It seems I have made a grave misstep acting like I have. “I wish to judge your technique.” She says and even though it is presented as a wish, I have no other option than to comply, I kind of want to as well, she is a fine woman.

On my instruction, we draw back from the large garden and into a corner where tall hedges provide some privacy and were convenient enough, someone has prepared a table. Ha preps it all while I get into the right headspace waiting for Nuna. Ha has become proficient with massages herself over the last six months and I foresee that when we come back she will branch out on her own among the villages. If she dares, she might even practise in Mao from time to time. Ha leaves when Nuna arrives and I think of as a dare, she walks naked into the little space.

I do not have very much experience with naked women in this world, maybe more than many. Most of the girls do not let me massage them totally nude, more men are willing than women. Nuan is not the prettiest of all the women I have seen naked, but her form exudes a sense of sexual and formal control that none other have. She smiles when I bow in respect and look at me. I have dressed down since I prefer to work in light clothes, but even so, I have thin covering top to bottom. “please, lie down and relax” I tell her and she complies, but not without showing off all her assets. She even spreads her legs so I cannot fail to see all of her sex.

“You have a fine body Matron Niun,” I tell her when I begin running my hands over said body. It is clear that she works hard at it with training and care. “Is that not a bit forward of you?” She asks, but not in a hostile manner. “Not when you show up like that, I would be an asshat not to compliment you for that,” I say and begin warming up her skin so that it is ready for the more labour intensive work and I can find any flaws. Proper preparation is half the work. “Would you be as kind to explain this term “asshat” for me?” She says and squirms when I touch upon an old scar on her leg. “Of course, it is the term for a person so blind to his surroundings and insensitive that he could just as easily wear his ass as a hat than anything else. Also, it denotes the unpleasantness of such a position for once head.” I say this with all the formality and seriousness I can manage, and to my delight, she giggles in response. “Well, then thank you.” From there conversation becomes difficult for us both. My work necessitates my full concentration and nothing less, especially when I give it all I can like now. Using my new learnings I also immobilize Nuna beneath me.

“Fuck, Fuck Fuuuuuck” She screams when what I estimate is the seventh orgasm hits her. She lays on her back and since I am in front of her it seems like she wants something. With no warning, she throws me off of her and down on the ground following straight after. Straddling me she smiles down on me “Don’t think you can work a girl like that and not expect something.” My look must be of pure surprise, the first time this happens to me. With greedy hands, she gets hold of little Ming and with the other hand rips my pants off. Before she straddles me and takes control I find one of her weak spots and immobilises her with yet another orgasm. Using the moment and a shift I leverage myself back on top and continue my work where I left off, now with her on her stomach and my cock in her asscrack. She retaliates by rising on all four and throwing herself back on top of me. We continue battling for the top dog the rest of the session and it is first when she lays panting and exhausted beneath me it stops.

Full of dirt, leaves and small stones we lay panting looking at each other. She did manage to remove most of my clothes and jack me off, but I consider myself the winner since she ended on the bottom and with far more orgasms. “Well, that was good fun.” She says while both trying to sound casual about it and fighting to breathe normally. “Don’t play coy, you loved it,” I tell her and get off of her. Dusting myself off I even find a couple of cuts I did not feel before. “same back at’cha.” she says and rises herself to dust off and. “Might even have bruised a little.”

She invites me to clean up in the bathhouse, or rather a bathroom. It seems one part of the H is where there is a bath for her and her close family. The room is in another small enclosed area, but with a wall rather than a hedge. Cleaning the body consists of pouring water over us and using towels and soap to wash up. Freshwater is pumped in from below and servants bring warm water. I like it, but that might have something to do with the company. “Little Tiong tells me that you yourself have invented the Dao you are using,” Nuan says to me after we have cleaned ourselves and now sit and dry in the midday sun. “Yes, and from your tone this is unusual,” I say and look at her while shielding my eyes from the sun. Sunglasses or a sun hat should be my next invention or acquisition. “As in never happens among the common people, yes it is unusual.” She says and scoops even closer to me, I lay an arm around her shoulder and poke her in a sweet spot. She shudders and tries to scoop back again, but I don’t let her and instead grab her boob. “Don’t play games with me?” I tell her and smile “I am a straightforward guy in this regard.” She sighs, with content I think, and lean into me instead. “Then don’t do that every time I come too close.” She says and gives my ear a little nibble.

“You are going to cause such a ruckus when others hear of your discovery,” Nuan tells me after she has cleaned herself and me again. I let her do all the work this time since I could. “Why tell them then?” I ask her “I have no need for the recognition.” My statement makes her laugh and shake her head. “I don’t think this is up to you, sure you can try to hide. It will not matter, powers greater than you are always hunting for the new thing.” She drags me up and gives my tush a real clap. “No, you need a better plan than that, join a family or sect.” Is her conclusion for me. “Would like to have you in mine, but I don’t think we can poach and the rest of the family would not stand for it.” We dress and she gives me a kiss before leaving the room. “And don’t put a kid on any of my daughters when you fuck them.” Is her parting words, mine die in my throat and when she is gone I think to tell her off. The two of us never had vaginal intercourse even though we both had our fun. Should be something good material in there, but I am far too late for such one-liners. I see her walking away from me, once again the proud and in control lady.