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Though she had feared his touch, yet, when he had withdrawn his hand, there
was, momentarily, disappointment in her eyes. She both feared to be touched,
and desperately yearned for the touch.
"Is she healthy?" asked the Forkbeard.
"Yes," said the officer of Svein Blue Tooth.
I had seen such women, sometimes on Earth. They were often studious, quiet
girls, keeping much to themselves, lonely girls, yet with brilliant minds,
marvelous imaginations, and fantastic, suppressed latent sexuality. They were
often among the greatest surprises, and bargains, in the
Gorean slave markets. Viginia Kent, whom I had known in Ar, years ago, who had
become the companion of the warrior Relius of Ar, been such a girl. On Earth
she had taught acient history and classical languages at a small college on
Earth; to many she might then have seemed a rather blue-stocking, forbidding
girl; Gorean slavers, however, with greater perception perhaps then her fellow
Earthlings, had seen her potential; she had been, one of several such items of
cargo, abducted to Gor; on Gor, given no choice, suitably trained, she had
become one of the most exquisite and delicious female slaves it had ever been
my pleasure to see in a collar. Relius, given her, had freed her; his friend,
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Ho-Sorl, given another Earth girl, Phyllis Robertson, had kept the latter in a
collar; Relius was younger that Ho-Sorl, and a romantic. Ho-Sorl, doubtless,
was more experienced in the handling of females; I wondered if Virginia, to
her astonishment, perhaps after a quarrel or after a night of depriving Relius
in order to obtain some whim of herhad awakened one morning recollared, again
the slave of a master.
"Kneel," said the Forkbeard to the girl, "legs apart, palms of your hands on
your thighs."
With a movement of the chain, she did so.
He crouched before her.
"I may wish to use you to breed thralls," he said. "You must be healthy for
the farm. Put your head back, close your eyes and open your mouth."
She did as she was told, that the Forkbeard might examine her teeth. Much may
be told of the age and condition of a female slave, as of a kaiila or bosk,
from her teeth.
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But the Forkbeard did not look into her mouth. His left hand slipped to the
small of her back, holding her, and his right hand went suddenly to her body.
She cried out, trying to pull back, but could not, and then, her eyes closed,
whimpering, she thrust forward, writhing and then, sobbing, held herself
immobile, teeth gritted, eyes screwed shut, trying not to feel. When his hands
left her body she tried, sobbing, to strike him, but he caught both her small
wrists, holding them. She struggled futilely, held kneeling.
"Put your head back," he said. "Open your mouth."
She shook her head, wildly.
"I am holding your hands," he pointed out.
Warily, eyes open, she opened her mouth. He looked at her teeth.
"I may wish to use you to breed thralls," he said. "You must be healthy for
the farm."
He stood up.
"What do you want for her ?" he asked the officer of Svein Blue Tooth.
"I had her for a broken coin," he said, "half a silver tarn disk of Tharna. I
will let you have her for a whole coin."
The Forkbeard returned tot he man the tarn disk of silver which he had
received for Dagmar.
The officer of Svein Blue Tooth, with a key at his belt, unlocked the padlock
which held the girl's collar to the common chain. He tossed the padlock, open,
into one of the wooden boxes projecting from the wall.
The girl, kneeling, looked up at the Forkbeard. "Why did my Jarl buy me?" she
asked.
"You have excellent teeth," said the Forkbeard.
"For what will my Jarl use me?" she asked.
"Doubtless you can learn to swill tarsks," he said.
"Yes my Jarl," she said. Then she put her cheek, to our suprise, to the side
of his leg, and lowering her head, holding his boot, kissed it.
It was very delicately, and lovingly, done.
"What is your name?" he asked.
"Peggie Stevens," she said. I smiled. It was an Earth name.
"You are an Earth female," I told her.
"Once," she said. "Now I am only female."
"American?" I asked.
"Prior to my enslavement," she said.
"From what state?" I asked.
"Connecticut," she said.
Since the Nest War the probes of aliens had grown more bold, even on Gor; they
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had little difficulty in taking female slaves on Earth; gold, exchangeable for
materials essential to their enterprises, was well guarded on Earth; it could
seldom be obtained in quantities without attracting the attention of the
agents of Priest-Kings; on the other hand, the women of Earth, dispersed,
abundant, many of them beautiful, superb slave stock, the sort a Gorean master
enjoys training to the collar, were, generally, unguarded; Earth took greater
care to guard her gold than her females; accordingly, the women of Earth,
unprotected, vulnerable, like luscious fruit on wild trees, were free for the
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