Rebels of Gor by John Norman

Author:John Norman
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: E-Reads
Published: 2013-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

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After leaving the village in which we feared we had provoked suspicion, and having ample rice, we avoided villages for a time. We did not know if we were pursued or not. We had certainly detected no evidence which suggested that we might be the object of a pursuit. Haruki may have been overly suspicious. One might hope so. It did seem best to proceed cautiously. We were little aware of what might be going on, in the great events of the islands. This lack of intelligence was keenly frustrating. “We must seek a road,” said Tajima. “If we encounter an inn we are unlikely to be suspected, as men come and go, and where all are strangers none is a stranger. We are more likely to be welcomed by an innkeeper than feared, or shunned. What innkeeper does not want patrons, what merchant does not want customers?”

It was late afternoon.

After the fall of darkness we would trek again.

I glanced to Nezumi, who was asleep. She was beautiful. A sleeping slave is often very beautiful. The light chain, some two or three feet in length, ran from her neck to the trunk of the small tree about which it was fastened. She was clean now, and her tunic had been washed. In her sleep she was unaware it had come high upon her thighs.

Tajima was proceeding carefully, sensitively, with his slave. There are of course a thousand thousand variations in the mastery. Sometimes more is accomplished by what is not done than by what is done. Women are different and slaves are different. Much, for example, may be done with postponement, neglect, and anticipation. Sometimes a slave becomes so distraught, even beside herself, with anticipating the inevitable that she can stand it no longer, and throws herself to her belly before her master, sobbing, and begs her usage. “I am your slave! Please have me, Master! Ravish your slave! She is yours. Have mercy, Master! Ravish me, ravish your slave!” Too, when a woman is not frequently and well used, such being the common practice of masters, she begins to fear that she may no longer be desired, that he is considering another slave, that she may be taken to the market. All the fears and harrows which may afflict a free woman in an ambiguous relationship are multiplied in the case of the slave, who is without recourse, other than her collar and beauty. The free woman, for example, cannot be simply stripped and sold. Sometimes a slave will even beg the whip, that she be reassured that her master still cares for her, if only enough to beat her. Slave beatings, incidentally, are quite rare, and almost always of a punitive nature. The slave is pleased to be subject to the whip, which situation is quite meaningful and excites her, but she seldom cares to feel it. So she is likely to behave in such a way that there will be little cause, or temptation, to use it on her.

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