There was Gorean applause in the room, the striking of the right palm on the left shoulder.I rose to my feet and placed two copper tarsks on the table. I went to the girl and, with the side of my foot, kicked her. "Get to the alcove," I told her.

"Yes, Master," she said, and scrambled up, hurrying with a rustle of jewelry and bells to a leather-curtained alcove.There was more Gorean applause as I followed her and, turning, from inside, drew shut the curtains of the alcove. When I had them buckled shut from the inside, I turned to face the girl.

She knelt in the position of the pleasure slave, back in the alcove, on the scarlet furs, in the light of the small lamp. I looked about.There were some chains in the alcove and an coil of rope and a whip.

"If Master desires special equipment," she said, "it will be provided by Busebius."There is more than enough here to tame you," I said. "Yes, Master," she said.

"You are Allison?" I asked. "In his use of me Master may name me as he please," she said. "You are Allison?" I asked."Yes, Master" she said."It is an Earth-girl name," I said."Please do not be cruel to me on account of it," she said."Are you from Earth?" I asked."Yes," she said, "only now Gorean masters have put it on me, by their will, as a mere slave name."

"How did you come to Gor," I asked. "I do not know," she said, "I retired one night and awakened later, how much later, I do not know, naked, in a dungeon, chained with other girls."All slaves?" I asked."Yes," she said, "though we did not know it at the time, we were all slaves."True slaves?" I asked. "Yes," she said, "true slaves."

"It is a pretty name," I said. "Thank you Master," said said. "Too," I said, "it is a superb name for a female slave." "Yes Master," she said, "Thank you Master."