Ninja Gaiden Koibito

Encounter 2:  Helena

 

Ryu Hayabusa stood in front of the largest mansion he had ever seen. The palatial estate of the late Fame Douglas, former president of the massive DOATEC corporation was more of a fortress than a home. Enormous Victorian spires jutted into the starlit sky, and ornate windows too numerous to count twinkled with the light coming from within. Security would be tight and the danger very real, but Ryu had to infiltrate this fortress. Ryu adjusted his mask and checked the buckle on his sword belt. He was a ninja. He’d manage.

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Ryu leapt over the last railing, leaving an unfortunate guard unconscious and safely hidden behind a hedge row. Ryu estimated that he was nearly a thousand feet above the ground, scaling the tallest of the Douglas Mansion’s towers. He landed on the uppermost parapet and knew that his goal was at hand. Moving deftly toward a finely crafted glass door, Ryu hid himself as well as possible behind a stone gargoyle and looked into the room within.

Two women were speaking in the golden-lit library within. One, a light blond haired woman dressed in a classical bodice, sat at a reading table. The other woman, with shockingly white hair despite her apparent youth, wore a smart servant’s suit and stood across from the table. They appeared to be arguing. The white-haired women turned suddenly and stormed out of the room, closing the door behind her with force.

Caring little for whatever squabble had just occurred, Ryu rushed the door and burst through, catching the door before it could crash to the floor and set it down quietly. The blond haired woman turned and made as if to scream, but Ryu moved like lightning, grabbing her and covering her mouth with his gloved hand.

Ryu leaned close to the woman and spoke in a very soft voice, “I’m not here to hurt you. You must believe that. I’ve come to ask a favor of Fame Douglas. I know that this seems an odd way to go about it, but it is a matter of life and death and I had no time to go through other channels. I am going to release you now, so if you plan to scream you may do so.”

Ryu removed his hand and stepped away from her. She didn’t scream. Instead, she simply adjusted her dress and cleared her throat.

“Who are you?” She asked.

“Ryu Hayabusa. I must speak with Fame Douglas. Is he here?”

A strange look that wasn’t quite grief came over the woman’s porcelain features.

“No. I’m afraid he’s dead. I’m his daughter, Helena. I’ve assumed all responsibilities for DOATEC, so if you plan to ask your favor, you will ask it of me.” Her voice was full of pride, but not necessarily pompous. Her French accent was subtle but gave her voice an exotic quality. This Helena was confident, and Ryu had no problem with that.

“My village was destroyed by a samurai of the Vigoorian Empire who then stole an ancient weapon of immense and evil power. I must travel to Vigoor to avenge this trespass, but I require passage, and only the very influential may pass freely across the Imperial border.” Ryu spoke calmly and quickly, not a trace of desperation in his voice.

“What do you have to offer in return for this?” Helena asked.

“I have nothing of monetary value other than my sword.” Ryu responded. He had hoped she would see the inherent nobility of his quest, but perhaps he was naïve.

Helena stood and walked toward Ryu, glancing up and down at his form fitting ninja bodysuit. She made a complete circle around him and then stopped.

“Not everything of value is monetary, Monsieur Ryu.” Helena’s left hand began to toy absently with the lace of her bodice. “As the secret head of DOATEC, I’m not able to leave very often, nor have many visitors. A woman has certain…requirements that my position has denied me. Perhaps you can assist me with them.” Helena’s eyes glimmered with the light from the gaslights.

“I will do what I must.” Ryu said. He was a bit uncomfortable with this. He hardly knew this Helena. She was certainly attractive, but this seemed very odd all the same. “Where is the bedroom?”

“Oh, actually that’s not important. I’d rather have it right here. On the table if you don’t mind. I’d like to have it rough, actually, if you think you can manage.” Helena tugged on the lace and the bodice burst open, seemingly relieved to no longer have to contain her generous bosom.

Ryu felt his body responded quickly enough, even if her apparent raunchy tastes did unsettle him somewhat. He couldn’t help but stare at her. Helena’s skin had a remarkably creamy quality to it. Ryu stepped forward and helped her remove the rest of her ornate dress. As Helena turned, Ryu’s erection was completed by the site of her exquisitely curved bottom. Helena was obviously no ninja, and her musculature was ultra-feminine, but that hardly bothered him.

Ryu reached up to remove his mask, but Helena grabbed his arm.

“If you wouldn’t mind, could you keep as much of your costume on as possible?” Helena’s breath was beginning to quicken and her voice was now higher.

Despite being somewhat insulted having his ninja garb referred to as a “costume,” Ryu decided it was for the best in case a quick exit was necessary. Ryu reached out and gently took Helena by the shoulders and pulled her in for a kiss. He was quite surprised when he felt the sharp sting of a slap on his left cheek.

“No! Rough! I want to be taken! Bend me over that table, you brute!” Helena’s voice was heavy with breathing, her French accent becoming thicker.

Ryu decided he might as well get into it if that was what she wanted. He grabbed her elbow and spun her around toward the reading table. He seized a handful of her delicate, velvety blond hair and pushed her upper body down onto the table. Ryu unbound his cock, positioned it at her entrance and plunged in without preamble.

“Ahh! Oui, oui! Oh, oui! Plus! Plus dur!” Helena’s cries of passion were not lost on Ryu though they were in a foreign tongue. He knew what she was saying.

Ryu quickened his pace, ramming into Helena while he snaked his hands up underneath her quaking form to grasp her supple breasts. He groped fiercely, mashing the soft orbs together. Ryu almost had an urge to laugh as he thought about himself mounting this well refined lady like a dog in heat. Something feral began to stir within Ryu as he plunged in and out of Helena. Taking her from behind felt…primal. Natural. Instinctual. A ninja trusts his instincts.

“Plus profond ! Baisez-moi!” Helena began to push back, humping Ryu’s cock with his every stroke. Her gorgeous bottom slapped against Ryu’s pelvis with an arousing pop through each aggressive thrust. Books began to fall off the table as they continued pounding away; Helena’s echoing moans filling the library.

Helena began clenching around him. Ryu knew she was close. More important; the feral instinct inside Ryu knew it. Throwing any semblance of caution to the wind, he took his hands from her breasts and grabbed both of her arms and pulled firmly, arching her back. He yanked her with each of his thrusts, which were gaining in intensity, ramming her onto his cock violently.

Helena wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Oui, oui, oui! Ah mon dieu! Ah, oui, je viens!” With her last cry of ecstasy, Ryu pulled her tight, plunging even deeper. Her breasts shook with the force of Ryu’s thrust. She ground herself against Ryu as hard as she could, and he pulled as tight as he dared. Helena’s orgasm racked her body with a fit of shuddering, her cries of passion echoing amongst the books.

Groaning low in his throat, Ryu clenched his teeth and rode out his own climax, internalizing it again so that he would risk no pregnancy to this woman. Helena convulsed around him one last time and then her breathing started to return to normal.

Ryu withdrew from her and stowed his member. He then bent over and picked up Helena’s dress and handed it back to her. She was still flushed, but her breathing was steady once again, as was her voice.

“Thank you, Monsieur Ryu. I believe that…” Helena’s gaze drifted longingly down toward Ryu’s crotch, “…hit the spot. You’ll find several blank Vigoorian travel vouchers in the table here that we’ve been using.” Helena stepped aside, allowing Ryu to open the table’s drawer. Helena began fastening her bodice, struggling a bit to fit her breasts back into place. She walked toward a door that led to what appeared to be a powder room. Before going in, she glanced back over her shoulder.

“Take as many as you need. You’ve earned it.”

Ryu stuffed several of the papers into a small pouch he carried. And he couldn’t help but smile.

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Writer Commentary

The rest of the series proper, not counting the epilogue and bonus levels, occurs between Murai's briefing of Ryu and the boarding of the airship by the Vigoor military. A lot could have happened in between those two cutscenes, and it seemed a perfect wide open timeframe to place the bulk of the series.

To be quite honest, I wrote Helena's chapter next simply because I wasn't sure what to do with her, and wanted to get it out of the way as soon as possible. Finding a theme was a real stumper. Both Helena and Tina's encounters reflect a video game level in that the sex scenes serve as a means to an end. Ryu pleasures Helena in order to obtain travel papers to his destination, so the sex serves the same purpose as fighting typically does in a videogame. Helena was a woman with powerful sexual urges, but was isolated by her station. Rear entry seemed a proper way to convey her desire to feel as if she were out of control and wild. I apologize to anyone who actually knows proper French, since Babel Fish did my linguistics for me. Ryu's internalized orgasm makes another appearance, emphasizing the fact that Ryu is not just sowing wild oats without caring a wit.

I can't think of much else to be said about the Helena chapter. To be honest, it's my least favorite, and I don't think I did the character justice. I should make it up to her in a bonus level, perhaps.