isabeau cannot remember much about her past before she came to Gor, other than she once lived on Earth in the United States in a state named Illinois.The rest of her past is nothing but a blurry memory,which she only recalls in dreams from time to time.In the following narrative,isabeau will tell her story of her arrival in Gor.
Slowly she begins to awaken,her head spinning and throbbing as her eyes flutter gently open,her small hand reaches out from underneath her and glides across the hard cold wood floor that lays beneath her.A soft groan can be heard escaping her parted lips as she tries to rise up from the floor,her body weak and tired from her unknown journey.She lifts her head,brushing her wild mane of fiery ringlets from her dark emerald eyes and she begins to look about the dimly lit room where she is.
The only furnishings that she can make out in the poor light is a large pile of sable furs that lies just to her left and a small fire place close to her.She leans closer to the fireplace,feeling a chill run across her body,she closes her eyes and smiles very softly as she feels the flames tender caress.She tilts her head back,rolling it from side to side slowly as she stretches her tired muscles.She stops her movements suddenly as she feels something catch upon her neck as she bends her head forward.Her hand quickly reaches up without hesitation and grasps the thin metal band which now encircles her throat.
She screams loudly as she tugs and pulls at the band,trying to remove
it from about her throat.She throws her head back,thrashing her head from
side as her fiery tendrils bounce wildly on her shoulders,she screams loudly
again.Her nails rake and tear at the tender flesh of
her neck as tears spring from her eyes,coursing down her cheeks.Her hand
slowly falls away from her throat,her eyes close for a brief moment as she
realizes that she cannot remove the band of steel about her throat.
"Where am I? " she whispers softly to herself as she looks
around the room again,noting the simpleness of its furnishings.Her eyes
slowly travel down her own body,looking to the tattered remains of blue
silk that once were her pajamas.She softly cries out as she looks to the
thin strips of silk which barely conceal her body.She shakes her head softly,not
understanding what is happening to her,not knowing where she is or how she
got there.Her eyes move further down her legs,seeing a heavy steel ring
secured to her left ankle attached to the ring a
heavy steel chain which is embedded into the floor to another steel ring.
She hangs her head gently,wondering what kind of place that she is in that she needs to be bound to the floor and banded at the throat.Her fingers curl about the heavy chain attached to her ankle,tugging upon it,knowing that she could never free herself from such a restraint. Slowly she crawls to the furs,her hand gliding across the softness as she curls upon them.Silent tears fall down her cheeks as she looks about the room,wishing she would wake up from this nightmare that she is in.She drifts slowly to sleep again,her whole body trembling along the pile of furs which she rests upon.
Quietly he enters the room,keeping a close eye upon her prone form.His steps are incredibly light considering his size as he moves across the dark room,placing another log upon the burning fire.He glances over at her again as she sleeps,his eyes slowly moving down her near naked form.His tongue slides across his parched lips,as he ponders to himself what she tastes like,how she smells and how she feels.Gently he lowers himself down along the furs next to her,she stirs only briefly,rolling away from him as he grows closer.He continues to watch her as she sleeps,his hand reaching out many times to touch her only to pull away again.
After watching the girl for many minutes,his large hand reaches out
and roughly grasps a handful of her delicate hair and brings her to him.She
awakens with a start as she rolls to him,her hands quickly reach up and
grasp at his as he continues to hold her.Her eyes blaze
brightly as they lock upon his,her nails digging into the calloused flesh
of his hand as she tries to get him to release her.
"Let go! Let go of me !" she yelled at him,her nails digging in deeper as she twists them about in the leathery flesh of his hands.She thrashes about as her head jerks one way then the other way,his grip still steady upon the clump of hair wrapped about his fingers.
He laughs loudly as he shoves her from him,she rolls across the furs away from him as her hands move to her head.Her fingers gingerly touch the place where he held so tightly,wincing slightly as she feels her head begin to throb again.
"Silly little barbarian,I see that you have much to learn."He sits up on the furs,keeping his eyes upon her as she scoots further away from him."Come here to me," he gently pats the furs at his side," Let me look at you closer."
She gently shakes her head back and forth,she moves as far back as the chain allows her to,bringing her knees to her chest as she lowers her gaze at him."Please...please tell me where I am... " she whispers softly,afraid to raise her voice any louder.
His large hand reaches out and with a mighty tug upon the chain,she comes rolling towards him again.Her small body hits up against his much larger one as she groans softly."Curiousity is not becoming of a kajira,my little barbarian." he pushes her firmly down upon the furs,an evil smile upon his face.
His eyes moving along her flesh as his hand reaches out and pulls
away the last few shreds of her pajamas.She closes her eyes tightly as she
hears the ripping of the fabric,fresh tears course down her cheeks as she
trembles before him.Quickly his rough hands grope and explore her naked
flesh as she lays quivering upon the pile of furs.She turns her eyes away
from him as he continues to touch her,his fingers grasping her full,round
breasts,pinching her tender dusty rose colored nipples.His eyes burn with
lust and desire as they travel her body up
and down.
"Spread your thighs slut," he ordered as his hands moved down along her sides to her hips,his rough fingers squeezing her tender flesh.
She swallows hard as she looks to him finally,shaking her head as
her lower lip trembles,she whispers very softly as she speaks,"Please...no..not
that...anything but that..." she crosses her
legs tightly,her heart racing wildly in her chest as she looks to him,"Anything
...but that."
His fingers grasp her thighs,pulling them firmly and forcefully apart as she cries out," Spread your thighs,slut," he glares at her as his hand slides between her parted legs,brushing across the petals of her budding flower," Do it now!" his other hand rises from his side,grasping a crude looking whip made of leather and steel,he brings the whip down to where she can see it,"Do I make myself clear to you?"
She whispers very softly to him,in between her tears which fall even heavier down her cheeks,"Please...no..." she shakes her head back and forth as she eyes the whip in his hand,slowly and reluctantly she parts her thighs for him,"Please...I am a ...virgin."
She arches her back swiftly from the furs as she feels his fingers brush along the delicate petals,she screams loudly out as she tries to get away again from him.He grabs her quickly, bringing her to him once more.His large hand covers her mouth,silencing her screams as he looks to her with intense eyes."Be quiet girl," his hand clamps down firmly to her mouth,"You will do as I say,do you understand me?"
She nods her head gently as she looks to him,her heart still racing in her chest as she presses firmly to him.Her hands both rest upon his chest as she trembles in his arms,her eyes flicker towards the doorway again,growing even wider as she sees another man standing there,even much larger than the first.She screams against his hand,a muffled scream as she begins to thrash about in his arms.
The other man slowly moves into the room,lighting the tharlarion lamps
which are placed about the small room.He makes his way to the furs,standing
over them as he watches the happenings before his eyes,his voice is course
and rough as he speaks,"Release her." his
eyes look to the girl struggling in the mans arms,then to the man himself,"I
did not purchase her so you could damage her."
Her eyes grew wide as she listen to the second man speak a language unknow to her,but yet the man who spoke perfect english understood him.Reluctantly the man released the struggling girl and stood at the side of the second man," I didn't hurt her," he spoke in the language of the second one," I just wanted to touch her that's all."
The second man smirked as he looked down to the girl quivering along the furs,he nudged her thigh with his boot,then he turned and looked at the first man,"Go get her some fresh clothing,and she will need a bath,Lucian."
Lucian nodded to the man as he glanced down at the girl,"Let me use her when you get done with her,Marcus." he bends down and picks up one of the tattered pieces of silk which he pulled from her body,placing it in his belt.
Marcus laughed loudly at him,then shook his head,"She is to remain
pure until we sell her,that way she will bring a larger price on the auction
block." he looked down at the naked girl,thinking what a temptation
her flesh was to him,and how he himself felt the yearnings
of his friend to touch her.
She looked between both men,wishing she could understand what they were saying.She closed her eyes,silently praying to herself that the nightmare would be over soon.She swallowed softly as she quietly whispered,"Please...please do not harm me... I will give you what you want," she gently begged as she lifted her eyes finally to look upon the men who stood over the furs."Anything...please..let me go."
Marcus looked down upon the girl as she rests upon the furs,nudging her again with his boot,then he turned his attention to Lucian,"Make sure that she learns Gorean...can't have her running about speaking that barbarian language."
Lucian nodded again,keeping his eyes upon the girl as she curled upon herself along the furs,"I will make sure that noel teaches her all that she needs to know."he kneels down upon the furs next to the girl,grasping her hair again in his fist as he lifts her from the furs.Before she can scream out,his mouth covers hers,kissing her forcefully,pushing his tongue roughly into her tiny mouth.As quickly as he picked her up,he shoved her away,back upon the furs gasping and coughing for air.Quickly she rises up from the furs,raking her nails across his cheek, leaving long scratch marks in his flesh.He swiftly backhands her as he grimaces in pain, sending her reeling upon the furs.
She sobs quietly upon the furs,as Marcus steps closer to her,kneeling down beside her to get a better look at her.His fingers slip thru her hair as he looks up at Lucian,"This one has fire in her,"his gaze tilts back down to the girl,"She will be a fun one to break."
After many months of hard work and practice she learned the proper
etiquette of being a kajira and she mastered the Gorean language.She
learned all that she could from noel,Master Lucian's kajira.Under the
strict tutoring of noel,and many punishments later,the girl now known
as isabeau made her Masters proud.Finally,the day came to take her to
the auction blocks to be sold.
Marcus secured the leash to the leather collar that encircled her
throat,he raised his eyes to look upon her beauty.He was greatly
pleased on how much she had learned in such a small amount of time.How
graceful she moved when she walked,how splendid her serves were and
how she even started to learn how to dance.
With a gentle tug upon the leash,he began to walk towards the large
crowd of people huddled about the auction block.She follows slowly
behind him,her eyes moving over the large amount of people that have
come for the auction this day.She had been to an auction before with
Master Marcus,when he sold off another of his girls but there weren't
this many people there before.Her emerald gaze moved over the many
men,all huddled about the block as they sold off a stunning red
head.The men were going crazy over this girl,she watched in amazement
as the price kept raising higher and higher.
Marcus pulled her from the swell of people,wiping his brow on the
back
of his hand,he glanced up at the sun cursing silently under his breath
on why of all days that it had to be so hot.She stood next to him,her
eyes still moving over the many people about her.He looked down at
her,watching her in amazement as his hand glides across her mane of
fiery ringlets.
She turned her eyes slowly and looked to him,smiling very softly.He
leaned close to her,brushing his lips tenderly against her,then he
pulled back and continue to gaze upon her.Slowly he recalled her
training and how he had to remove her silks and bell her constantly
just so she would not run away as she threatened to do so many times.
He cleared his throat as he continued to look at her,finally he
spoke,"Today is the day that I am going to sell you gir,you have
brought me great pride in the way that you have applied yourself to
learn the ways of Gor.You bring me honor,my little barbarian."he
leaned closer to her,claiming her lips in a deep passionate kiss.
She melted in his arms as she returned his kiss,then she pulled back
from him and smiled softly,"Master,isabeau loves you greatly,and she
will always hold a special place in her heart for you and Master
Lucian." she pressed her lips gently to his,kissing him tenderly.
He nodded his head gently as he brought the leash closer to
him,smelling the sweet scent of the jasmine which caressed her
body.His hand reached up and cupped her cheek for a brief moment,rough
fingers gliding across her silken flesh."It is time now,isabeau...time
to be sold." he took his hand away from her cheek,letting the leash
slacken in his hand as he made his way towards the auction block.
She followed obediantly behind him,moving passed the many men as she
walked to the large stone block.She felt her heart catch in her
chest,as she turned once more to look upon the spectators that had
shown up for the auction.Silently she wondered which one of those men
would be her new Master.
Marcus was quiet as he moved up the stone stairs to the block,he
tugged upon the leash again,making her follow behind him.Slowly she
climbed the stairs one by one,until she reached the top.She looked
back at Master Marcus as he handed the end of the leash over to the
auctioneer.The auctioneer took the leash from him,leading isabeau
towards the center of the block.She turned quickly and looked back at
Master Marcus,knowing it would be the last time that she ever saw
him,she gave him a warm and loving smile,then turned back towards the
men at the front of the block.
Marcus slowly went back down the steps,moving along the crowd of
men,pushing his way towards the front of the block.He watched her as
she held her head so high and so proud,she stood in the middle of the
auction block as the man tore the white silks from her body.The silks
fluttered down from her body,landing on the edge of the block.She
stood before all,brazenly tossing back her head her fiery ringlets
bouncing along her naked body,rousing cheers from the many men.Without
notice,Marcus grabbed up the tattered piece of silk that once draped
about her body and tucked it into a small pouch that hung from his belt.
He never saw her again,only briefly spoke to the rugged tarnsmen that
purchased her for a whole 2 copper disc.He felt in his heart that
she was worth much more than that,but he never said a word,only
pocketed the coin and returned back to his cylinder.
The rugged tarnsmen looked towards the girl as he finished securing
his gear to the might sable tarn,she stood close to the post where he
had attached her moments earlier,her fingers gliding down the long
leather leash that was still attached to the collar about her throat.
She played with the length of leather,as she slowly circled the
pole,casting her gaze towards her new Master and his mighty tarn.She
crinkled her nose slightly with the thought of riding the large beast
to her new home,but at the same time she was very excited about doing
so.
Slowly he approached her,not saying a single word to her as he
unfastened the leash from the post.With a hard jerk upon the leash he
sent her sprawling down to the ground behind him.She cried out as he
kept tugging upon the leash,dragging her small body behind him,never
allowing her to gain her footing once.He stopped once he got closer to
the tarn,looking behind him at the sight that she was now,all covered
in mud.He grasps the leash tightly in his hand and brings her swiftly
to her feet,before him.
"Poor kajira got herself all muddy,what is Master to do now?
" he
looked at her as she stood before him,mud caked upon her chest and
belly and the front of her legs.He turned from her as he still
clutched the leash in his strong hand and grabbed a large bota from
his gear.He quickly popped the cork from the bota and poured the ice
cold water over her head,soaking her from head to toe in the chilled
water.
Quickly she jumped back from the onslaught of water,but she was not
fast enough as the water coated her flesh completely,making her shiver
before him.He tossed her a fair sized rep cloth,"Dry yourself and get
that mud from your body,don't want you getting my tarn dirty."
She took the towel from him,her eyes burning with anger as she began
to clean herself off.She glanced at the large beast beside her,then at
the Master who had bought her from Master Marcus.She finished her task
quickly,not wishing to anger him for any other reason that he deemed
fit.She stood beside him,shivering still from the cold water that he
dumped upon her.
The tarn reared its head,screeching loudly as the man pulled upon
its
reigns.His eyes turned and looked at her,"Be lucky that I don't take
you on the saddle of my tarn,but I want to save that pleasure once we
return to my homestone." he laughed rollingly as he watched her for
her reaction to his words.
Her eyes grew wide at the thought of the Master taking her on the
saddle of the tarn as they flew across the Gorean night's
sky."Please...please Master..no not on the tarn." her voice barely
a
whisper as she looks to the tarn,then looks to him.
He reached out and grasped her by the waist,pulling her close to
him.He looked down at her,inhaling her sweet scent which still
lingered upon her delightful body."That pleasure will have to wait
until later,my sweet pet.But for now I will need to bind you for the
flight." he reached down upon his belt and took off two lengths of
binding fiber.
She stood motionless,knowing this was coming for Master Marcus
explained it to her during her training on how tarnsmen took their
captives back to their homestones.She extended her arms to
him,pressing her wrists gently together as she watched him wrap the
binding fiber about her delicate wrists.He bent down and secured her
ankles together with the binding fiber,then he slowly stood before
her,removing the leash and the simple collar from her throat,placing
them both in one of his pouches.
With his strong arms he hoisted her up and placed her across the
saddle of the tarn,firmly smacking her on the bottom as he did so.She
yelped softly feeling the sting upon her bare bottom,her head already
spinning with anticipation of the ride ahead.He slung himself up in
the saddle and pulled back upon the reigns of the tarn and the great
bird took flight into the nights sky.
They traveled for what seemed to be forever before he decided to set
down and let the tarn find a suitable meal for itself.He carefully
took the girl from the saddle,placing her upon her feet before him.His
arm brushed across her small body as he grabbed a pouch from the tarn
before it took flight again.He undid the bindings upon her wrists and
ankles as he watched her closely,"You won't run away will
you,girl?Would hate to see you become a feast for the tarn or perhaps
even a sleen."
She looked at him and shook her head gently,whispering softly as she
spoke,"No,Master,isabeau does not plan on running away this night."
she shivered feeling the cold night air caress her bare flesh.Her head
turned gently as she heard a noise come from the wooded area about
them.She turned and looked to him,hoping that he heard the noise as
well.
He moved the girl behind him as he looked off in the direction that
the noise came from,"Stay behind me girl." slowly he draws the
sword
that rests upon his back from its sheath and steps towards the edge of
the wooded area,leaving her alone in the darkness.
She turned and looked behind her,hearing another noise from another
direction.From within the darkness she saw several men emerge from the
woods,all surrounding her Master.The men all moved for him,not even
paying attention to the girl.Slowly she stepped back from the place
where she was and cried out for her Master,"Master ! They are all
about us ! " she prayed that her small voice carried to her Master.
She trembled with fear as she heard a couple of the men approach where
she had quickly hidden in the darkness.She heard them mutter things
under their breath as they searched for her,they turned away not being
able to find her hiding place in the dark.The other three men were
upon her Master attacking him from every side,there was too many of
them for just him to handle.They took him down swiftly.
She cried softly,tears fell down her cheeks as she watched the men
kill the one that was her Master.Her heart raced in her chest with
fear,she did not know what she was going to do now,alone,uncollared
and naked.She rose slowly to her feet,silently she turned from the
clearing where her dead Master was now and she darted thru the dark
woods.
She ran for what seemed to be forever,her small body covered with
dirt
and scratches from her journey.She finally came to a stop when she
thought she was far enough away from the clearing.She gently leaned
against a tree,panting softly,she looked up and noticed lights in the
close distance.She had no idea where she was now,but there had to be
safety where the lights were.Her feet carried her slowly to the
lights,she walked down the stones which led to the ship upon the
hill.Not knowing then but this would become her new home,a place where
she would find love and warmth,and great learning from the Masters and
the sweet kajira within.