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'We shall have great sport with this one,' said one.

'I would rather we had cut his throat,' said a grim voice that I knew belonged to the dark-skinned panther. 'Up!' she commanded and I was pulled to my feet, leashes tugging cruelly at my neck and manhood. 'It is time you were presented to your Mistress.'

They walked me past the eyes of the whole camp, cruel, appraising eyes. Some of the women made jests as I was led past them. Others, more angry, scowled and a couple spat hard in my face. I wanted to curl up into a ball before them, to cover my manhood at least with my hands, but my hands were bound behind me. And anyway I knew better. I was their captive, a naked slave at the mercy of a camp full of wild and bloodthirsty women. They could do with me as they pleased. I had thought that I might escape them but naked, in a camp surrounded by tall stakes, somewhere in the heart of Gor's largest forest, I did not now fancy the odds. I did not think either that the panther women were the sort to let a slave escape them.

The hut of Adena, my Mistress, stood slightly apart and had a screen of reeds in front that lent it privacy. Inside the screen, in front of the hut, was a small courtyard. I was ordered to kneel, head high and knees spread, nadu. I did so quickly, lowering my eyes. After a moment my Mistress emerged from the shadows of the hut. She was barefoot. All I could see were feet and her calves. They were magnificent, glistening with taut muscle. I felt a sudden urge to throw myself down, to kiss her feet, but at the same time, my pride rebelled. I would not, of my free will, perform the actions of a slave.

'Down!' Again it was the dark-skinned panther. 'Abase yourself before your Mistress.' She kicked me hard in the lower back so that I was sent sprawling to the ground at Adena's feet. In shock and panic, I assumed the obeisance position, kneeling with palms and forehead pressed to the earth floor.

'Thank you, Morgan. Thank you, Vespa.' I heard my Mistress's commanding voice. 'That will do for now.'

I felt fingers at my neck and then up between my legs, removing my leashes. They were not cruel but nor were they gentle. They merely treated me as though I were an animal, a pig or an ox. I heard my two escorts withdraw from the courtyard and then I knew I was alone with my Mistress. I heard her walk about me, examining my form.

'Sula!' she then commanded. It was another command I had given many times to a kajira. Miserable with shame, I rolled over onto my back in the dirt before her. I lay looking up at her against the blue of the sky and she seemed to tower over me. After a moment, I turned up my palms at my sides and spread my legs apart in the shape of a V.

'Wider,' she commanded and I spread them uncomfortably wider. I could have wept for shame.

'I see,' said Adena, her grey eyes boring down at me, 'that you are familiar with several of the positions. 'Before I am done with you, you will know how to assume each one, swiftly and well.'

I did not doubt it. 'Yes, Mistress,' I managed to say, but could not meet her eyes.

'Look at me!' she ordered and I did so, my eyes moving up her magnificent form bound only in tight panther skins to meet hers. 'You have submitted to me rather than choose an honourable death. You have begged to be my slave and I shall teach you what it means to be my slave. You will learn swiftly and you will be pleasing to me in every way.'

'Yes, Mistress.'

'You do not yet imagine what being my slave involves, but you will learn.' Her voice was softer now, teasing. 'You had not imagined, I wager, the shower you enjoyed as you knelt at my feet this morning.'

'No, Mistress,' I said between gritted teeth. I had not, when I entered the Northern Forests, imagined such a humiliation, or not for myself. My skin was dry now but it still carried, no doubt, the rich scent of my Mistress.

Smiling, she unsheathed the long knife she wore at her belt.

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