After parting with Hana and getting dressed, I returned to find Takumi and Tsubasa.
"Do you know this village?" I asked Takumi.
He bowed, "Yes, master."
I took him aside and said, "As soon as we get back, I want you to come down here and find a young woman called Hana, who is betrothed to some local clerk. You will negotiate a marriage contract with her father, and I'll take her as a wife."
For the first time, I saw a semblance of surprise in Takumi's gaze. "Your lordship wishes to take another wife?"
"Yes, Takumi, I do."
Takumi lowered his head in obedience. "I'll set off first thing, if that's your wish, master. I would advise completing all the necessary steps, including the assessment of the woman's family and her health."
I was about to put him in his place, but there was something in what he was saying. I certainly wouldn't want my wife to turn out to be a psycho.
"Well, fine. But she'd better be suitable, because I liked her a lot," I said. "And if all is in order, you can negotiate a contract for 100 ryo, and you'll get 100 as my appreciation for your loyalty and service as soon as we return to the house."
For those keeping score, one ryo was enough to feed a person for an entire year in my newly found present.
Takumi bowed deeply. "I cherish your lordship's gratitude. Rest assured I'll get everything you requested done very quickly and thoroughly."
I touched his shoulder. "Thanks, Takumi, I count on you."
When we got back in our saddles, I was in a better mood. I felt like I accomplished something important. Hana's pretty face remained etched in my mind like a beautiful vision.
Shortly after we returned, Takumi poked his head into my room. "Master, I have everything ready and will travel tomorrow morning to fulfill your request," he said. "In the meantime, your wife's chujo wishes to see you."
I raised an eyebrow. "What does she want?"
"I understand it's your wife's Eastern phase, and she would like to assist you with the ritual," he said in a quiet, solemn voice.
"A ritual?"
He nodded. "Yes, master, the blessed conception."
Ah, conception. It must be the right day of the cycle to get my wife pregnant.
I waved at Takumi, "Fine, let her in."
The chujo, a woman in her late thirties, entered the room and knelt, bowing. "I apologize for disturbing your lordship so soon after your arduous journey. I hope you're in a position to satisfy Madam's wish to receive your essence today in hopes of a fortunate conception."
I sighed to myself. Does a husband and samurai have any choice? "Of course, I wouldn't want to cause my wife any unhappiness."
The chujo bowed again. "Master, you are most kind." She lifted her head. "To ease the burden on your lordship, I've arranged for a Yuna massage as preparation. If you would, please follow me to the baths."
The chujo led me to another room, where a young woman in a house kimono waited by the steaming bath. "I'll come back when you're ready," said the chujo. "Please enjoy your massage." She gestured to the young woman and left the room, sliding the door closed behind her.
The woman waited for me to walk up to the bath and take off my kimono. "Please, master," she motioned for me to get into the water. She began gently massaging my shoulders and the back of my head. After that, she took off her kimono as well and joined me in the bath. I looked at her body as she washed me slowly and thoroughly. She was quite attractive, especially her full breasts. The woman smiled at me as she noticed the stiffening of my cock. She moved closer, sitting on my lap, and washed my cock and balls, massaging my inner thighs and perineum.
She lay a towel just outside the edge of the bath and said, "Please lie down here, master." Then, she put a few drops of oil on her thighs and between her legs. Straddling each of my legs in turn, she massaged them by pressing down and sliding her body up and down. Gradually, she moved to my cock and massaged it with her moist pussy, without letting my cock penetrate her. She varied her pressure, sometimes pressing on sections of my cock hard, sometimes just barely gliding up and down, creating a prefect licking sensation.
All the while, a soft smile was playing on her lips, and I could feel her own juices mixing with the oil as she worked on my cock.
Soon, the woman stood up and called out, "He's ready."
The chujo re-entered the room and came over to us. "Allow me, master," she said, sliding a cock ring onto my penis. "Are you close?" she asked.
"Pretty close," I said.
"Perfect," nodded the chujo. "Come with me. Your wife is waiting in the next room."
Still naked, I walked through the screen door into a space with one candle and a mat. Yukiko was lying on her back, her kimono raised to her breasts. She smiled as I entered and extended her hands.
"I've been waiting for you, husband," she muttered.
"Fill her as quickly as possible, master," the chujo instructed me a low voice. "Your wife has been prepared." She guided my cock into Yukiko's pussy that was indeed already wet and opened.
Yukiko's gaze was dripping with desire, and she moaned loudly as soon as I entered her.
With all the preparation I went through, it didn't take long before I felt an approaching orgasm. I lifted Yukiko's legs onto my shoulders and penetrated her as deeply as I could, pressing my cock against her womb as my cum exploded into her. Yukiko exclaimed in ecstasy, her pussy clenching my cock.
I sensed the chujo's presence nearby and looked over. She was holding a short and thick harigata dildo in her hands, waiting for me to pull out.
Keeping Yukiko's legs elevated, the chujo inserted the harigata into Yukiko's pussy as soon as I withdrew my cock. "That will keep the essence there until we get more, mistress," she said, smiling.