When the savage tropical storm which shipwrecked me in the South China Seas had subsided, i came to my senses slowly, groggily realising that i was now a prisoner, bound tight with thick rope and guarded by six or seven stunningly pretty native girls.

They gazed impassively upon my helplessness, each one dressed in fine black silks with dark eyes set in delicate features framed by glossy jet-black hair. I was now the captive of The Secret Order of Lotus Blossoms.

I tried to speak to them and beg for mercy but the only response i received were sharply spoken words in an incomprehensible tongue and a lash or two with a thin, bamboo cane.

I heard a tiny tinkling bell far off, the sound coming to me on the warm sea breeze, then an exquisite young maiden appeared holding a dish of exotic delicacies, the others parting to allow her to kneel quietly by my side.

She hand-fed me numerous treats and whispered that this was a remote place unkown to most travellers and that i would be held here as their plaything, only being given sustenance provided that i made myself useful and agreeable to them.

If i incurred their displeasure, the bamboo would sting my flesh.

Finshing my meal with a cool, sweet fruit drink, the maiden signalled to the nearest of my guards and nodded with a beaming smile. She then silently disrobed, her eyes fixed upon mine as she stood above my still-bound figure...

My head was swimming, my heart thumping in my chest, then i heard shouts and screams...i must have blacked-out because the next thing i recall, i was on a bunk aboard a ship being watched over by the ships captain and some of his crew.

That was when it dawned on me, i groaned and cursed them all...my beautiful and exotic captors were replaced by a scurvy, unwashed British crew of sailors...i felt the tears of anger well-up in my eyes...the stupid bastards had rescued me!
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