"Kliomenes fell in with her at the tavern of Hibro, the Pirate's Chain in Victoira," he said. "He immediately sized her up as slave meat. Thinking herself in delightful converse with hi she informed him that her name on earth had been Beverly. Accordingly it seemed fitting that we should put that name again upon her, though now only as a slave name, by our whim."Of course," I said."She, herself," said Policrates, "repudiated the assistance of a fellow desireing to extracate her from her peril, mocking and dismissing him, one called Jason of Victoria, he to whom you bear some physical resemblance."I see," I said.
"Kliomenes did not even use Tassa powder on her," he said. "He simply bound her and carried herk struggling to his ship."He indicated the girl, among the tables moving about, keeling and serving fruit.
I thought her thighs and ankles, and her back, which wa smuch exposed, were beautiful. "She now serves us well," he said.
I turned my attention to the dancer on the floor. She lay now on her back, one knee lifted, her arms at her sides, palms down, before the brute with his whip, who towered over her. Her head, too, was turned to the side. Then she turned her head to face the brute, who tyrannized her. She looked deeply into his eyes. Then delicately, in a graceful gentrues, she turned her hands, putting their backs to the floor, exposing her palms and the soft flesh of her plams to him, indicating her surrender, her submission, her vulnerability and her readiness.
There was applause, the strking of the left shoulder from the tables.
The brute then crouched beside her and encircles her neck with the coils of his whip. He drew her to her knees then before him. She looked up at him, her neck in the whip coils, his.
There was more applause. Then the brute looked to Policrates, who indicated a table. He then pulled the girl to her feet and, running her over the tiles, and then releasing the coils form her neck, threw her stumbling into the arms of waiting pirates who, with a cry of pleasure, seized her and began to work their lusty wills upon her. There was more applause, and laughter.
I rose to my feet."The feast has but begun," laughed Policrates. "I am weary," I said. "I think I shall retire to my chambers." "Certainly!" he laughed, "Your journey has been long. I shall of course send a girl to wash your body and content you."Policrates is generous," I said."It is nothing." he said.
This form of hospitality of course is common on Gor. It is common to provide a guest with a girl for the night, to see to his comfort. My compliment, nontheless, was appropraite as was his reply. Ritualistic amennities, and pleasantries on such occasions are invariably observed.
He rose to stand beside me. Together we looked about the tables at various girls, slaves, nude and partialy clothed, who served there.
"Take your pick of the wenches," he said.
I looked about at the girls, attending dutifully to their serving, many of them not even conscious of my attention. One of them could discover later that she had been selected to be sent to my chambers for the evening.
"Tai is interesting," said Policrates. A dark-haired girl quickly averted her eyes from ours, putting down her head and hurring to pour wine nearby. Two silver chains ran from a large look on her collar to her writs. The snug metal bracelets there were jeweled. "There is Reli ther," he said. "Consider her." He indicated another dark-haired girl. She wore a long lovely red gown, but it had been pulled down about her waist. She carried a tray of tiny cups, filled with liqueurs. She was willowy and sweetly-breasted. A silver collar graced her throat. "Tela, when captured," he said indicating a blonde, "begged to be permitted to be kept in white silk." He laughed. "After thowing her to a crew for their pleasure, we put her as she had asked in white silk." "Amusing," I said. "She now often begs for red silk," he said. "Perhaps we will one day permit it to her." "I see," I said."She is now quick to lick a mans' feet," he added. "Excellent," I said."Bikkie," said he, indicating a short, dark-haired girl, "is good. too there are Mira and Tala, the matched blondes. They are sisters from Cos" He indicated two girls, one older than the other, one perhaps 19 and the other 17. They were fastened together by the neck byaknotted red strap some four feet in length. They were slender and nude. "You may have both," he said.
I continued to look about.
"I saw that you were interested in Lita," he said, referring to a girl in adiaphanous bit of swirlingyellow silk. She was the woman who had been free, whom I had seen enslaved on the wharves of Victoria, only a few nights past. In her own hair she had tired the knot of bondage. "She is trying hard to improve her skills," he said. "I think she will be ready for sale in another month. Perhaps you could assist in her training.Perhaps some other time," I said."There are others, of course," said he, "below in cages."
"I think I see one in which I might be interested," I said. "Which?" he asked. "That one," I said.
"Beverly?" he said, "the Earth girl?" "Yes," I said. "Choose another," he said. "Why?" I asked. "She is raw and untrained," he said. "She is a poor slave.
"I find her, nonetheless, not to be without interest," I said. "Very well," he said. "I will have her sent to your chambers within the Ahn." "My thanks Policrates," I said. "It is nothing," he said.
I then bowed graciously to my host, Policrates, and to Kliomenes, his lieutenant and confederate and then turned about and made my way to my chambers.
24. What Occurred in my Chambers. When Miss Henderson Thought me to be the Courier of Ragnar Voskjard
"Master," she asked.She stood within the door to my chambers. The door had been shut behind her. A guard had conducted her to my chambers. He had opened the door. Timidely, blindfolded, conducged by his hand on her arm, she had entered. The door had then shut behind her. She stood no now withinmy chambers. We were absolutely alone.
"Master?" she asked. "I have come to serve you." she said.I did not respond to her, but observed her. She stood timidly, blindfolded near the door. She wore a tiny, diaphanous bit of brown silk about her body. It was high on her thighs. It was off her right shoulder and held loosly on her by a casually knotted, narrow disrobing loop, fastened over her left shoulder. A single tug would open the garment, dropping it to her ankles.She carried, folded, several large, colored soft towels, with two sponges and oils for the bath. On the towels too were certain other articles. Among them was, opened, the rounded steel loop she had worn about her neck earlier. It, with its key lay on the top towel. I had been removed from her for she was to assist me in the bath. It accompanied her, that it might be again, when she had bathed me, replaced on her.
Similarly the steel loops from her wrists and ankles had been removed. They, however, had been kept elsewhere. They did not accompany her. On the towels, however, coiled, there was a whip and slave cuffs and anklets, of leather with snaps. too, it might be mentioned, there were as is usual, chains at the foot of the great couch, which might be lengthened or shortened. One chain terminated in a collar, which might be locked about a girl's neck. The other chain terminated in the smaller loop of steel, an ankle ring, suitable for a girl's ankle.
I regarded her.Her hair was still coiffured high upon her head, and held as before, with the braided yellow cord, stout enough to bind her. She was barefoot as is common with slaves.
"Master?" she asked. "Are you in the room?" I moved, that she might know my presence.
"Forgive me Master," she said, "if I have awakened you or disturbed you." I pulled away the mask I wore and discarded it to one side of the great couch. I snapped my fingers."Yes Master," she said. She approached the sound and knelt before me. "I am Beverly," she said. "I have been sent to serve you."I did not speak.
"It is a great honor for me, Master," she said, "that one such as you should select Beverly to serve you" I did not respond to her.