He rose to his feet. She looked up at him. Thandar of Ti, her master, regarded her. She had once been promised to him in Companion Contract, as a Free Companion; now he had purchased her as a slave.
'I love you, Master,' she said.
'Let us return to the inn,' said one of the men. 'I think we have a slave here who is eager to serve her master.'
'Rise, Slave,' said Thandar of Ti.
She did so, standing before him, her wrists braceleted before her body.
'Lovely,' he said.
'Thank you, Master,' she said.
He examined her thigh. 'A fine brand,' he said. He brushed back her hair and turned her head from side to side, holding her chin in his hand. 'Pierced ears,' he said. 'Excellent.' He stepped back, admiring her as superb slave flesh.
'A good buy,' said one of his men.
'Yes,' he said.
He looked down into her eyes. 'I think I shall call you 'Sabina, ' he said.
She started. 'Master?' she asked. She looked at me. But I was confused. I had not spoken her secret to anyone.
'Is it not a lovely name for a slave?' he asked.
'Yes, Master,' she said. 'It is a lovely name for a slave.'
'You little she-sleen,' he laughed, seizing her by the arms, 'do you not think I know who you once were?'
'Master?' she asked.
'You were once Sabina, the daughter of Kleomenes,' he laughed, 'once promised to me in Companion Contract.'
She looked at him, wildly.
'Now, of course, you are only a slave,' he said.
'Yes, Master,' she said.
'When the Companionship was under consideration by the Council of the Confederation,' he said, 'I slipped away, on tarn, to Fortress of Saphronicus. I spied on you, to see if you pleased me.'
'Pleased!' she cried. It is beneath the dignity of a free woman to please a man. Slave girls please men.
'Yes,' he said.
'It must have been difficult,' she said, 'for you to tell, I clothed in the robes of concealment, if I pleased you.'
'You recall your quarters,' he asked, 'and the window, high in the wall.'
'Yes,' she said.
'It may be reached by a rope, from the roof,' he said.
She gasped.
'You were quite beautiful in your bath,' he said.
She looked down, confused, blushing.
'Is a slave modest?' he asked.
'No, Master,' she said. Then she looked up at him, shyly. 'Did you find me pleasing, truly?' she asked.
'Yes, quite,' he said. 'The girl, Marla, too, and the others,' he said, 'were also quite beautiful.'
'Yes,' she said. 'My serving slaves were beautiful.' She looked up at him. 'Were they more beautiful than I?' she asked.
'Not to me,' he said.
'I am pleased,' she said.
'You can well understand my dilemma,' he said. 'Seeing you I wanted you. You were one of those women who is so feminine and attractive that a man finds it difficult to think of you in terms other than jealous ownership. I wanted to own you. I wanted you at my feet naked, in my collar. Yet you were intended to be my companion. How could one relate to a girl as feminine and beautiful as you, I ask you, other than as a master to a slave?'
'I do not know,' she said.
'Besides,' he said, 'you were only of the merchants. It is unseemly for a Warrior to take as a companion the daughter of a merchant. I detest the politics which seemed to make such a match expedient. Surely I was not consulted in the negotiations.'
'No, Master,' she said. 'Nor was I,' she added, pointing this out.
'But you are a woman,' he said.
'That is true,' she said.
'The daughters of merchants,' he said, 'are fit only to be the slaves of Warriors.'
'Oh, Master?' she asked, archly.
'Yes,' he said, evenly, regarding her.
'Yes, Master,' she said, dropping her eyes.
'Besides,' he said, 'you, free, were an arrogant she-sleen. You needed enslaving, collaring and whipping.'
'Yes, Master,' she said, frightened.
'I resolved to refuse the companionship,' said Thandar of Ti. 'I resolved to flee the city.' He grinned. 'As it turned out,' he said, 'that was not necessary.'
'How did master find me?' she asked.
'There is a fellowship among Warriors,' he said. Clitus Vitellius smiled.
'Thank you, Master,' said Slave Beads, now Sabina, to Clitus Vitellius.
He nodded, accepting her thanks.
Sabina, the slave, turned again to face Thandar of Ti, looking up at him. 'You have found me,' she said. 'You own me.' There were tears in her eyes. 'I had hoped,' she said, 'that my identity might have remained unknown to you.'
'Why?' he asked, puzzled.
She looked down, confused. She shook her head.
'Why?' he asked.
'Must I speak?' she asked.
'You are a slave,' he said angrily. 'Speak.'
She looked up at him, boldly, tears in her eyes. 'Because,' she said, 'I wanted you to keep me as a slave!' She looked down again, confused. 'I sense,' she said, 'that you are my true master, and I am your true slave.'
The men looked at one another, cognizing well the confession of the small, beautiful slave.
'Too,' she said, 'I did not wish my fate, known, to dishonor you.'
'That the flank of a merchant's daughter has met the iron cannot dishonor me,' said Thandar of Ti.
'I see that it cannot,' she said, a bit angrily. But it was true. What is it on Gor that a girl is caught and branded, and made a slave?
'But now, in honor, knowing my fate,' she said, 'you must free me.'
'Oh?' he said.
'Yes,' she said. 'You will now free me, and once again the plans of Fortress of Saphronicus and the Salerian Confederation will proceed as before. I, freed, will be repledged to you in Companionship. Matters then, regardless of our wishes, will be as they were before.'
Thandar of Ti laughed. Clitus Vitellius smiled.
'Master?' she asked.
How beautiful she looked, naked before him, in his bracelets.
'A fine brand,' said Thandar of Ti, surveying her thigh.
'Now that you know who I am,' she said, 'you must free me.'
He turned her head from side to side. 'And pierced ears,' he said.
'Surely you are going to free me,' she said.
'You are the daughter of a merchant,' he said. 'The daughters of merchants are fit only to be the slaves of
