The Lotus Garden
Copyright© 2025 by Rachael Jane
Chapter 3: Making Friends and Enemies
Historical Sex Story: Chapter 3: Making Friends and Enemies - Two English sisters are captured by Chinese pirates while on board a ship taking them home to England. They are transported in chains to the Lotus Garden where they are trained to be concubines. The owner of the Lotus Garden takes pleasure in testing the sexual skills of the Lotus Garden slaves, awarding a personal seal of approval in the form of a small tattoo. The story is set in 16th century China.
Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Coercion Reluctant Slavery Lesbian Fiction Historical DomSub Harem Interracial First Oral Sex Sex Toys
“Freedom?” asks Angelina. “How so? I thought we are all slaves for the rest of our lives.”
“Our slavery need not be permanent,” replies Luli. “Any slave here can buy her freedom if she can acquire enough wealth. However, without jewels and presents from Mìngfù Jing, it’s unlikely a woman can raise enough to buy her freedom. Most of those here are trained and sold to wealthy households, but a few are retained in the Lotus Garden for several years. Either way you can live comfortably as a slave, particularly if you rise high enough in the Lotus Garden hierarchy.”
“So, how does this hierarchy work?” asks Angelina.
“At the lowest level are the odalisques, like us,” continues Luli. “We are trainees and do all the household chores and menial tasks. Some odalisques, like Daoshi Shi, are talented enough to become daoshi, the administrators of the Lotus Garden. The daoshi also train those odalisques who are selected to become concubines. When an odalisque successfully completes her training as a concubine, she is given the title of Furen, and elevated above the odalisques in the harem hierarchy. In time a furen may be chosen to walk the silver path and, if she works hard enough, become one of Mìngfù Jing’s favourite concubines. The Lotus Garden is a widely respected training ground for high quality young concubines. Many important families acquire Lotus Garden concubines for their sons.
“Does Mìngfù Jing have any sisters apart from Qíngfù Niáng?” I ask.
“Yes. Wu Xin-Yue. You will meet her before long. There’s also their cousin Pangfua living here in the family wing of the harem. Wu Xin-Yue is nice, but keep clear of Pangfua if you can. For now you should concentrate on pleasing Qíngfù Niáng. She evaluates every woman her older sister wants to fuck. To Qíngfù Niáng, good social standing is everything, including the quality of her sister’s concubines. That’s why you need to be trained as furen if you desire to be called to Mìngfù Jing’s bedchamber.”
We temporarily halt our questioning of Luli while we select clothes from the cupboard. My worldly possessions now consist of a white cotton shirt and matching trousers, a grey waistcoat, a sleeveless shift, a pair of slippers and a comb.
“You are provided with one of the chests along the wall over here for your possessions,” says Luli once Angelina and I have changed into our new clothes. “Do not take someone else’s things without her permission or you will be severely punished. Thieves are tied in a large sack and thrown into the river to drown. Slaves are cheap and easy to replace, so don’t expect mercy if you break the rules.”
The slightly raised area underneath the mezzanine forms a huge communal living room. I realise the area must be converted into a dormitory at night. The raised area is large enough to sleep forty women side by side. A further sixteen can fit in the angled area at the far end of the room. After a discussion with the girls and women sitting around us, Luli finds a couple of unused wooden chests for us. Inside each chest is a sheet and a quilt. Luli tells us that the location of our wooden chest marks our allocated sleeping space.
Those around us are busy embroidering and chatting among themselves. Their curiosity at our arrival has been satisfied for now. I am standing watching their handiwork when one of the younger girls says something to me in a dialect I don’t recognise.
“I don’t understand what you are saying,” I reply in Mandarin. I look around for Luli to see if she can translate the girl’s words, but Luli is busy with another girl at the other end of the room.
“Yina wishes to know whether you can embroider,” says a woman about my age.
“Yes. My mother taught me how to embroider, although I’m not done any for a while.”
“Then practise and improve,” says the woman. “You can sell your work if it’s any good. It is one of the few ways you can earn extra money in this place. Your stipend won’t go far.”
“Stipend?” I reply, not certain I heard her correctly. “Do we get paid?”
“Yes ... but not much. An odalisque receives four yingbis a day; five if you impress Huàn Hong and Daoshi Shi. It won’t buy much, but in a month or so you may have saved enough to buy some small items of jewellery or a new dress. Nothing fancy, but something of your own choosing. An odalisque will struggle to attract the eye of Mìngfù Jing if she’s dressed the same as everyone else.”
I look around for Angelina to share what I have just learned, but she isn’t anywhere to be seen. This room isn’t large enough for someone to simply disappear from sight.
“Did you see what happened to my sister, Angelina?” I ask.
“The loud-mouthed one?” replies the woman. “Huàn Hong took her away.”
“Where have they gone?” I say with alarm.
“We don’t get told that sort of information. If a huàn orders a slave to follow him, then we have no choice but to obey.”
I look around to check if Luli is still here. She is talking to one of the huàn on the other side of the room. Either she hasn’t noticed Angelina has been taken away, or she is unconcerned.
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