After the release of caoimhe, I wandered Gor again ... What was I searching for? Only
            the Priest-Kings knew the answer to that for I did not. I visited many places, was made
            welcome in some ... and felt like a stranger in others ... All the while I was searching for
            something ... I found it in an out of the way Garden of Gor.

                    I went to the Rose Garden of Gor seeking an old Sword Brother, I had been told that he
            came there often. As I looked about the Garden I saw a Free Woman there, was something in
            the way she moved ... a grace, that captivated me. I decided that I had to speak with her. I
            crossed the garden, pausing to pick a blossom I saw there ... and waited for her to reach
            where I stood .

                    As she approached I could feel her eyes on the blossom in my hand ...

                    "Picking my flowers?" she asked.
 
                    "Your flowers? and you are?" I asked.
 
                    She looked at me as I stood there ... her dark eyes smiling at me ..."I am Ceirana. The
            Mistress of this garden. and you warrior? Who are you?"

                    "I am called Tegne." was my response, as I handed her the yellow blossom ." and I
            picked this for you."

                    My eyes locked on her's and as her gloved hand took the flower from my hand I knew
            then that I had found what I had been seeking on my travels. That some how this one was to
            be mine.

                    I visited the Garden many times after that ... the Lady Ceirana and I would sit and talk
            as I drank blackwine.

                    As we spoke I would watch her eyes ... There was something in them. I could feel an
            attraction there ... she for me and I for her.

                    I found myself even willing to try something that I had never considered before ... Free
            Companionship. All that I knew was that I wanted her any way I could have her.

                    As I spent more time with Lady Ceirana, I could feel more there from her ... In her eyes
            I could see a deeper longing ... a surrender ... It was then I decided to take matters into my
            own hands ...

                    That night. I flew my tarn over the Gardens ... I knew Lady Ceirana walked in the
            Gardens alone. I saw her as she walked. I dove the tarn down ... catching her by surprise ...
            The talons of the great bird grasped her tightly ... I drew the reins back ... lifting my captive
            and the great golden tarn back into the night skies.

                     "Ha-ta!" I cried to my mount as we flew ... "Ha-ta!" ... I glanced down at my captive
            ... at my words her struggles seemed to cease ... as if she now knew who her captor was ...

                    I spotted a small hill ... reined my tarn ... Landing on the hill. I dismounted, gave the
            command for the tarn to release her ... I looked at her ... kneeling ... robes torn in places ...
            she never looked more beautiful to me. I walked to the beak of the tarn ... patted it ... sending
            it to hunt ...

                    I turned towards her ... removing my helment ... my eyes locking to her's.

                    As I started towards her, she screamed "Why have you take me?"

                    I could only smile ... "You are mine." I said to her.

                    Her voice was just a whisper, as she replied "no!"

                    I could see as she knelt there on the ground ... that her head said no but her heart was
            saying something else.

                    I looked at her ... voice now firm. " You are now mine."

                    Her head shook from side to side ... no, as I drew a quivar from my sleave ...

                    Her eyes widened as the blade began to cut the robes from her body ... I cut slowly not
            wanting to nick her, but also savoring the unveiling of my prize ... At last I slid the robes from
            her body ... my eyes drinking in the fullness of her breasts ... the soft curve of her hips ... and
            the swell of her sex ... all bathed by the light of the three moons ... she was beautiful!

                    I said to her as I looked at her beauty so displayed before me ... "When I first met you
            ... I wanted you as mine ... My beauty ... your body is a work of art ... Now your face? Is it
            that of a tharlon?"

                    I reached and removed the first veil from her face ... as I did she whispered ... "no you
            can't do this..."

                    I looked at her body ... seeing the signs of its denial of her voice ...

                    "But I can and will." I said. As I stripped way the second veil ...

                    As I removed her Pride Veil ... I could now see shadows of the sweetness that had been
            hidden from view of man.

                    Tears filled her eyes as I removed the veil of Citizeness ... I looked deeply into her eyes
            as I reached to remove the final veil ... I saw in her eyes what I knew I would see ...

                    "And the face is that of a Goddess." I whispered to her.

                    She quickly averted her eyes from mine ... as I looked at her ... now stripped of her
            veils ... truely naked before me ....

                    I reached into the pouch at my waist ... removed the collar of gold, fashioned just that
            day for me.

                    "Ceirana ... do you submit to me? Willingly?" I asked. Her body already answering for
            her ...

                    I could see her struggle ... no Free Woman likes to admit she is kajira ... till she is one
            ...

                    she leaned forward ... placed her head on my boot ... lips kissing it ..."yes my Master ...
            " I heard her whisper.

                    "Look at me girl!" I commanded.

                    I held the collar so she could read the inscription on it.

                    "Can you read the inscription?" I asked as she looked at me ...

                    "teya, property of Tegne." she said.

                    "teya means my passion." I said to her.

                    I leaned ... placed the collar about her throat and locked it.

                    I could see tears on her cheek ... as she felt the collar close about her throat ...

                    "Who are you girl?" I asked.

                    "teya property of Tegne." she whispered.

                    "What are you girl?" I demanded.

                    "kajira, my Master." was her reply.

                    I reached down and guided her to her feet ... pulled her close ... and kissed her as her
            Master ... taking her as mine ...

                    That is the end of that story ... the rest is being written daily ... I travel Gor now with
            my devoted kajira teya. she serves me well and I am proud of her ... she has learned much.
            Her journey will not be easy ...

                      teya wear's my collar well ... Look for a raven haired dark eyed kajira with a golden
                 collar ... with a smile on her face ... the smile of a kajira that knows she is owned.