"Again the auctioneer looked
to the box of Samos, First Slaver of Port Kar.
"Does noble Samos now care to express interest?"
inquired the auctioneer.
"Let them perform," said Samos.
Again the auctioneer bowed to Samos.
The crowd shouted with delight.
"Shall Pleasure Silks be bought?"
inquired the auctioneer.
"No," said Samos.
Again the crowd roared with its pleasure.
The Musicians took up their instruments
and, together, as three slaves,
women who would be owned by men,
the girls danced.
Then the crowd men cried out with pleasure;
I heard even gasps from women,
perhaps amazingly,
startled that their sex was capable of such beauty;
the eyes of some of the women shone
with ill-concealed admiration and excitement;
I could mark the quickness of their breath in their veils,
the eyes of others seemed terrified,
and, shrinking,
they looked from the block about themselves,
suddenly fearing the men
with whom they shared the tiers;
I heard the tearing of a veil
and heard a girl scream
and turned to see her lips being raped
by the kiss of a Warrior,
and then she was yielding to him;
the crowd went wild;
here and there there was the cry
of a woman in the throng who was seized
by those near her;
one girl tried to flee and was dragged screaming
by the ankle to the foot of a tier;
another woman, with her own hands,
tore away her veil and seized in her hands
the head of a man near her,
pressing her lips to his,
and in a moment, she lay,
robes torn, in his arms,
weeping, crying with pleasure.
Four dances the girls danced
while the crowd screamed and roared,
splendid,
inciting.
stepped back on the block,
and the auctioneer stepped forward.
(Assassin of Gor, Pages 304)
The auctioneer signaled to the Musicians
again and once more,
to the shouts of the crowd,
while he held open his hand,
not yet closing it,
taking bids,
the girls performed the last moments of Ar's dance
of the newly collared slave girl,
who dances her joy at the thought
she will soon be in the arms of a strong master.
knelt in the position of submission,
heads lowered,
wrists crossed as though for binding;
Elizabeth knelt facing the crowd
and perpendicular to her,
on her left and right knelt Virginia and
Phyllis, a vulnerable, submitted flower of slave girls.
(Assassins of Gor, Page 308)
and the auctioneer stepped forward.
The auctioneer signaled to the Musicians
again and once more,
to the shouts of the crowd,
while he held open his hand,
not yet closing it,
taking bids,
the girls performed the last moments of Ar's dance
of the newly collared slave girl,
who dances her joy at the thought
she will soon be in the arms of a strong master.
wrists crossed as though for binding;
Elizabeth knelt facing the crowd
and perpendicular to her,
on her left and right knelt Virginia and
Phyllis, a vulnerable, submitted flower of slave girls.
(Assassins of Gor, Page 308)