Mercenaries of Gor

26 I Take my Leave of the Tu

In a moment I was into the tu

In a bit, however, I was beyond it. Soon I had to crawl. The ceiling of the tu

Most of the alcoves, however, like the major lengths of the tu

I continued on my way.

"More! More! I beg more! I beg more!" I heard a girl's voice coming from one of the alcoves to my right. "Please, Master, do not stop! No! Do not stop! Please! I beg more! I beg more!" I heard the movement of chains, jerking helplessly against rings. "Please, Master!" she wept. "Please! Please! I am helpless! I am at your mercy! Please, Master, I beg it of you! Oh, yes, Master! Yes, Master! Yes! Yes! Yes! Aiiiiii! Oh, thank you, Master, kind master! Ohhhh. Ohhhh. Oh. I am yours! You have made me yours! Buy me, I beg you. I want to love and serve you! Buy me, take me home with you! Own me! You have made me yours!" I then heard her breathing, and gasping, and a small movement of chains. "Master?" she asked, with a small movement of the chain. "Master?" Oh, Master! You are going to do it to me again? No, sweet Master, I ca

I then continued again on my way.

The tu

I continued crawling down the tu

"Hold," said a voice.

"Tal," said I. "Did Cicek come this way? Did you see a slave come this way?" "One sees nothing down here," growled the fellow.

"Perhaps you felt her then?" I said. "That might have been pleasant," "You are drunk," he said.

"Not at all," I said.

"What are you doing here?" he asked. "What does anyone do in the tu

"Speak," he said, menacingly.

"To be honest, not much," I said. "Are you sure that Cicek did not pass you?" "No one has passed me," he said, a bit grimly, I thought.

"Perhaps she went the other way?" I said.

"Hold, who are you?" he asked.

"I am called Bosk," I said.

"Is there anyone else in the tu

"I think so," I said.

"Not in an alcove?"

"No," I said.

"Where is he?" he asked.

"He is ahead of you," I said. That was certainly true. I was ahead of him. "Thank you, Citizen," said he.

"You are welcome," I said. I then turned about and began to crawl back down the tu

"Cicek," I called.

"Hold," said another voice. This fellow sounded fully as grim as the last fellow. The voices were not those of fellows that one, or most folks, at any rate, would be likely to look forward to meeting in a dark alley, or, as the case might be, tu

"Did a slave pass you in the tu

"No," he said, "Who are you?"

"Bosk," I said.

"Have you seen anyone else in the tu

"It is pretty hard to see anything in the tu

"Is there someone in the tu

"Where is he?" he asked.

"He is ahead of you," I said. That is exactly where I was.

"What is he doing?" asked the man.

"He is just staying in one place," I said. That is what I was doing at the time, of course, just staying in one place.