it was not long ago, this girl, was not a slave....she was
a Free Woman, wearing the required robes and veils. she
lived in the City of Port Kar, Scourge of the Gleaming
Thassa, Home of Pirates, thieves, Warriors, and slaves.
It was there she met this Man, this Warrior, Young
and Brash...~giggling~ to herself as she remembers, in the
Tavern called Gorean Shores.
Out of the darkness He strode,
unafraid, steel blue eyes sweeping the Free Women, and slaves
alike. This girl was somewhat taken with
Him, so gentle, yet, so obviously deadly...Much sought after
was He, by FW and slave alike. ~smiling~ He captured this
one's interest over time.
she watched Him quietly, speaking with Him on occasion,
Then, suddenly He was gone, having been taken away on a
long journey, several moons He was gone. Then, just as suddenly
as He was gone, He returned, with news that He moved to a new
city, where He was appointed to it's Council, a place of honor,
and position
she of course, came to visit Him in His
new Home, so much
did she wish His attentions, that one night she overstepped her bounds as a FW, she spoke so far out of turn that
she angered Him. So lulled by His gentle nature she forgot that He
was a Warrior, and that He was not obligated to take her words.
He didn't either, immediately He dragged this one to the slave
post, stripping her veils, exposing her, then as if that were not enough
for Him, He stripped her naked as well. The fear this one felt at that
moment is something she will never be able to describe.
Screaming for release, this one was whipped, over and over, her will
slowly being beaten from her, her defiance draining just as slowly. her mind
was awhirl with the things that were happening to her.
He urged her over and over to submit, to accept her fate, as she
had no choice anyway. so finally, accepting her fate, she begged no more, Yes Master! she screamed, she will submit, just do not punish her anymore".
her spirit tamed,
she began to think on this, on the possibility to be His, His property, His
to use whenever, and however He wished, in a strange way her heart sung at the
thought, she began to see that it was her destiny to be slave, and that to serve
THIS Master was her path all along,
The girl is sad to say that Master Shadowglade, had to depart on a long journey to the Sardars, His return is unknown, He released this one,handing her the key she clutches in her hand, the key to the ko~lar of silver with onyx stones that once encircled her neck. His words echo within her....
...."girl, what I expect of you is this...to be the best kajira Gor has ever known, free of pettiness, incredibly skilled, graceful, beautiful, and devoted to her slaveness, do your home honor little one, and thus you are doing ME honor even while I am gone, know that I love you as much as any Man can love a slave, and strive to do your best always...that is all I ask"
her story continues....
Master Shadowglade
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