Guardsman Of Gor (coc-1) by John Norman

Author:John Norman [Norman, John]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sf_fantasy
Published: 1981-03-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18 — THE GAG AND HOOD

The small, exquisite, dark-haired slave, naked, knelt on the tiles before the large mirror, trembling, trying to apply, with the tiny brush, the bluish eye shadow.

I watched from behind a dark curtain, one bearing, on both sides, in gold embroidery, an intricate design incorporating cursive Kefs, one larger and several smaller.

"I am afraid," said the kneeling girl, with the small brush.

"As well you should be," said the girl standing behind her, who carried a long, supple leather switch, "for you are soon to be presented to your Master."

"He has treated me with such cruelty," said the kneeling girl.

"You have been treated precisely as you have deserved," said the standing girl.

"Yes, Mistress," said the kneeling girl. She was quite beautiful under the light of the three, dangling tharlarion-oil lamps, depending from an erect, tall iron stand near the mirror. She replaced the tiny brush and the small, blue, round box which contained the eye shadow on the cosmetics tray on the tiles.

"More eye shadow," said the standing girl.

"Mistress!" protested the kneeling girl.

"Remember that you are a slave," said the girl with the switch.

"Yes, Mistress," said the kneeling girl. Then, she again took up the brush and the tiny box. She applied the eye shadow more heavily then, more sensuously then, in a manner more befitting what she was. Her protests in the matters of her lipstick and perfume, and certain other cosmetics, had been similarly overruled. In a few moments she replaced the materials in the small, oblong tray and leaned back on her heels. She surveyed herself. Her long, dark hair had already been combed with an antique, yellow, stained comb of kailiauk horn.

She regarded herself in the mirror. "I am a slave," she said.

"Yes," said the girl with the switch. She poked the kneeling girl with the switch. "Do not cry," she warned.

"No, Mistress," said the kneeling girl.

"Are you truly disappointed?" asked the girl with the switch.

"No, Mistress," she said. "It is only that I am not used to seeing myself like this."

She had been forced to make herself up to be maddeningly sensuous.

"Surely you would prefer for your master to see you in terms of desire and not in terms of discipline," said the standing girl.

"Yes, Mistress," said the girl at the mirror, fervently.

"Do you object?" asked the girl with the switch.

"No, Mistress," said the kneeling girl.

"Are you not, rather, pleased to see how you look?" asked the girl with the switch.

"I did not know I could look like this," said the kneeling girl.

"How do you think you look?" asked the girl with the switch.

"Sensuous, and exciting," said the kneeling girl.

"Yes," said the girl with the switch.

"How could a man see me as aught but a slave, like this?" asked the kneeling girl.

"But you are naught but a slave," said the girl with the switch. "Do you doubt that?"

"No, Mistress," said the kneeling girl.

"And a pretty one," said the girl with the switch.

"Yes, Mistress," said the kneeling girl.

"Look in the mirror, closely," ordered the girl with the switch.

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