"John Norman - Gor 25 - Magicians of Gor" - читать интересную книгу автора (Norman John)Her eyes were wild. Her fingers were in the knotted mesh. She was like a frightened animal. “Please,” she wept. “What do you want?” The fellow did not then answer her, but regarded her. She was naked in the toils of the net, and now lay on her side, her legs drawn up in it, now seemingly, small and very vulnerable, so bared and caught, on the deep furs of the huge couch. “Milo!” she cried to a tall, handsome fellow to one side, “Help me!” “But I am a slave,” pointed out Milo, donning his purple tunic. She looked at him, wildly. “I am sure you are familiar with the law,” said the first fellow, flanked by two magistrates. “No!” she cried. The magistrates were ex offico witnesses, who could certify the circumstances of the capture. The net was a stout one, and weighted. “Any free women who couches with another’s slave, or readies herself to couch with another’s slave, becomes herself a slave, and the slave of the slave’s master. It is a clear law.” “Think of it in this fashion, if you wish,” he said. “You have given yourself to Milo, but Milo is mine, and can own nothing, and thus you have given yourself to me. An analogy is the coin given by a free person to a street girl, which coin, of course, does not then belong to the girl but to her master. What is given to the slave is given to the master. She regarded him with horror. (pg. 8) “I loathe you!” she cried. “Bring me my clothing!” she wept to the guardsmen. “When the certifications are approved, and filed, and in this case there will be no ambiguity or difficulty about the matter, you will be mine. “No!” she wept. “Put her on her knees, on the couch, in the net,” he said. Magicians of Gor This was done. She looked wildly at Milo. There were tears in her eyes. “Will I then, as a slave, be your woman?” she asked. “I do not think so,” said Milo, smiling. “The handsome, charming, suave, witty Milo,” said the fellow, “is a seduction slave.” |
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