Concubine Stories

She descended the staircase into a room filled with men. Tall, well-built men. Short, skinny men. Refined young Frenchmen, all in attendance for selection day. He came to the Ball to choose his mulatto lover. The woman that he would love forever, but could never marry. The woman he’d start his family of bastards with. The woman he'd hunger for as he laid in his marital bed staring at the ceiling of his loveless bedroom. R...

The young concubine  Unpinned her raven hair, Which was as long as the Tang River. (The boatman skulls)   Her hands pleasured the troubled emperor In the hidden palace of the red city Until his royal spar parted his silken robe. Then, obedient, she drew open herself for him. (Pose of the Waterfall)   He mounted her Until the moon rose over the distant white tipped mountains.  (wei Jin, Wei Jin, he moaned)   After, they sl...