The Arrival
The Mongolian Steppes - the grass, the wind, the sun and the sky filled Sangita with a great reverence. Into the afternoon the horses glided over endless lands conquered by Temujin, the great Genghis Khan. He claimed ownership of everything including the water in the brook they splashed across. Finally, Sangita looked down from a grassy hill and discovered the great Khan's army. Suddenly there were more horses, more soldiers, more huts than stars in the sky. The shadows they cast on the land blotted out the green grass like a great blanket on the land. The noise emanating from there was like crashing thunder resonating continuously.
Into the maelstrom of armor the horses of the warriors who accompanied Sangita moved. The entourage halted in front of a large tent. One warrior jumped off his horse and entered that tent. Shortly he exited and signaled for Sangita to dismount and come inside.
“Good morning, I am Sabuta. Welcome and please follow me.” Sabuta was a short, stocky man with a completely bald head. He led Sangita to the back room of the tent. In this room Khan had an opulent bed, imported from Russia. Sangita had never seen anything like it. Sabuta smiled and patted the bed. "It is for you," he said, "climb in."
Usually, Temujin would open the walls of his tent to allow his soldiers to witness his prowess with the women in his bed. But he would not share his bed with anyone but Sangita today. Virgins were a private matter. It was his great desire to please Sangita, to entice her to give herself to the great Khan. Accomplishing this could be delicate. Temujin had to be sensitive to the overwhelming first experience a man can be for a woman. Shortly, Khan entered the room in a white silk robe with gold strands that glittered from his shoulders to the ground. He opened his robe to expose his naked body.
"Please, sir, cover yourself," said Sangita. She wasn't afraid but Sangita was not about to allow this man too close without his clothes. The daughter of a goat herder was remembering the promises she made to her father. How was she going to please the great Khan if she didn’t allow him near? This was not a good start.
"I am Temujin, the Great Genghis Khan. Are you not impressed?"
"You are a man, sir. If you say your are the Khan, I cannot deny it."
Temujin was impressed. This young girl was more mature and worldlier than most of the women that were brought to his bed.
"I have for you a silk shawl and pearls," he reached into a box. "Have you ever seen pearls before?" He handed her the gifts.
Rubbing the silk against her cheek, "My, this is very fine and pretty." Sangita greatly admired pretty things. She fondled the pearl necklace.
"Please, put them on," said Khan. He was pleased to see her admiration for the baubles.
"So you have come to visit me. How can I make your visit a pleasant one?"
"You can give me my horse and goat and let me go home."
Khan suppressed a smile. He did enjoy the composure of this young woman. "You will go home soon enough but first I would like very much to know you."
"Know me? I thought this was a short visit. How will you know me in that amount of time?" It occurred to her what he meant and she put her hand to her mouth and blushed
He advanced slowly, moving onto the bed beside Sangita. He touched her shoulder and arm and began kissing her neck.
"Sir that is an untoward move." She lifted a shoulder to her neck and banished Temujin's lips.
"Oh, but you want a horse, do you not?" He was exploring her midriff with his palm
"Of course I do. But what do you expect of me?" Sangita pushed his hand away.
"I want to lay with you and enjoy your presence here." Khan began to maneuver over and on top of Sangita as he pulled away the straps of her clothing.
"No!" She spoke sharply in a whisper. With a lithe move Sangita shoved Temujin away from her. He tumbled off the bed, coming to rest on the ground at the entrance of the room.
Khan sat up and rubbed his chin. This had never happened before. Momentarily he was angry and shocked. But he was smiling as he pondered his dilemma. How was he going to keep Sangita appeased while stealing her virtue? His ardor was mounting and there was only a little time to spend with Sangita.
"I know," thought Temujin. He jumped up and ran into the next room. "Sabuta, where is the queen's ring and braclet?"
"It is where all your jewelry is, Temujin," said Sabuta, a warrior and a trusted servant of Khan's.
"Get it for me."
"You are giving the queens jewelry away?"
"Of course not, I am allowing Sangita to wear it so that I might persuade her to open her legs for me." With jewelry in hand, Temujin darted back in the bedroom.
Sabuta looked incredulous. No woman had ever been so demanding of the great Temujin. Tiptoeing to the entrance of the bed room Sabuta took a peak at the situation.
"Look what I have for you, Sangita. These were taken from the Jin Dynasty in China. It is fine jade." He slipped the ring on a finger of her right hand and pushed the bracelet on her wrist.
"These are beautiful," said Sangita. She stared at her hand and wrist.
Khan's patience was running very thin. A tribal council was waiting to speak to him and their were plans to be made for the next few days of the campaign. He had hoped to bed Sangita now and again later after tribal affairs were dealt with. The jewelry made Sangita's aloofness regal. Her allure was growing and Temujin had to have her. When he leaped on her she screamed.
In the adjoining tent tribesmen waiting for Temujin smiled. "Khan is having his way with another woman," said a tribesman. "It's too bad the tent is not open for us to behold the spectacle." It was a good thing for Temujin that they could not see.
Temujin ripped at Sangita's clothes and was about to thrust his hips between her legs. Sangita was quicker and put her knee into his testicles. She sat up in bed sobbing, her clothes torn. Khan was rolling in bed in way he had never done before. The pain between his legs was sharp and debilitating. His left testicle was swelling and Sangita shoved him off the bed with a thrust of her foot.
Khan was indignant, embarrassed and impressed by this young woman. As the pain subsided he began to smile a little, until he tried to get up. The pain between his legs shot through his abdomen and his knees buckled. Temujin managed to crawl out of the bed room and carefully stood up. Resting a hand on his knee and smiling at Sabuta, "Let her keep the jewelry. Give her three goats and three horses. And Sabuta, never say anything about this to anyone." The great Genghis Khan left the tent hobbling but still smiling. He limped into the adjoining tent to speak to his council.
"So Temujin, you have taken another woman," said a member of the tribal council. "From the looks of you she must have been a wild one. Will there be another woman waiting for you when you leave us.?"
"Of course, old friends, isn't there always?" The tent erupted into laughter.
Sangita was given fine clothes to replace the torn ones. She was placed on her horse and in tow were three more horses and three goats. In all it had been a fine experience. She had met Temujin, the great Genghis Khan, and conquered him.
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