Daughters of the Sun
Copyright© 2026 by Megumi Kashuahara
Chapter 19: The Breach
Historical Sex Story: Chapter 19: The Breach - A Mongol princess captured in a Jin border raid. A Jin emperor's daughter tasked with civilizing her enemy. What begins as captivity becomes love—until the Mongols take Zhangdu and everything reverses. Now the Jin princess must adapt or die, becoming war counselor to the Khan who destroyed her empire. Two women. Two cultures. Two captivities. One love that survives conquest, betrayal, and the fall of dynasties to find peace on the steppes.
Caution: This Historical Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Lesbian Historical Oriental Female Analingus First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting AI Generated
The final two weeks were hell.
Food stopped coming entirely. The guards had fled—just abandoned their posts and run. Water came only when servants brave enough to venture down carried buckets, and those visits grew less frequent until they stopped altogether.
Wei and Nara rationed what little water they had. Tried not to think about thirst, about hunger, about the fact that they might die down here before rescue could come.
The explosions were constant now—so close that the walls shook continuously. Cracks appeared in the ceiling. A section of the corridor collapsed, cutting off the far end of the cell level and trapping a dozen prisoners beyond the rubble.
Their screams echoed for hours before fading to silence.
Wei tried to stay calm, but panic was taking hold. They were going to die down here. Buried alive, forgotten, their bodies never found.
“Breathe,” Nara would whisper, holding her tight. “Just breathe. Help is coming.”
“How do you know?”
“Because my father doesn’t leave his people behind. And I’m his daughter. He’ll come.”
On the thirteenth day, the explosions became deafening. The ground didn’t just shake—it heaved. More of the ceiling collapsed. Somewhere down the corridor, someone was screaming.
Wei pressed herself against Nara, terrified. “The ceiling’s going to cave in.”
“Then we go together. But I don’t think it will.” Nara’s voice was steady despite the chaos. “That sounds like breaching charges. They’re breaking through the walls.”
“The Mongols?”
“Has to be. The Jin wouldn’t use that much force against their own city.”
Wei’s heart raced with hope and terror in equal measure. Rescue was coming. But so was war. Violence. Death.
They huddled together in their cell as the world exploded around them.
Then—suddenly—the explosions stopped.
The silence was almost worse. Wei’s ears rang. Dust filled the air so thick she could barely breathe.
“What’s happening?” she whispered.
“They breached the walls. They’re inside the city now.”
New sounds filtered down from above. Shouting—not in Chinese. In Mongolian. The clash of weapons. Screams.
“They’re here,” Nara breathed. “Wei, they’re here.”
Footsteps on the stairs—running, multiple people. Torchlight growing brighter.
Mongol warriors burst into the cell level, moving with military precision. They wore full armor, carried blood-stained weapons.
“Princess Nara!” one shouted in Mongolian. “Is Princess Nara down here?”
Nara stood and gripped the bars of the cell. “Here! I’m here!”
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