“I was raised in that house,” she said
“I was raised in that house,” she said, “with love, though I was only slave, and Samos was to me almost as a father might have been. I was permitted to speak to, and learn from, scribes and singers, and merchants and travelers. I had friends among other girls in the house, who were also much free, though not as free as I. We had the freedom of the city, though guards would accompany us to protect us.”
“And then what happened?” I asked. Her voice grew hard.
“I had been told that on my seventeenth birthday a great change would occur in my life.” She smiled.
“I expected to be freed, and to be adopted as the daughter of Samos.”
“What happened?” I asked.
“At dawn that morning,” she said, “the Slave Master came for me. I was taken below to the pens. There, like a new girl taken from the rence islands, I was stripped. An iron was heated. I was marked. My head was placed across an anvil and, about my throat, was hammered a simple plate collar. Then my wrists were tied widely apart to wrist rings mounted in a stone wall, and I was whipped. After this, when I had been cut down, weeping, the Slave Master, and his men, much used me.
After this I was fitted with slave chains and locked in a pen, with other girls. These other girls, some of them rence girls themselves, would often beat me, for they knew what freedom I had had in the house, and they knew, as was true, that I had regarded myself as far superior to such as they, only common girls, simple merchandise. I thought there was some great mistake. For days, though the other girls would beat me for it, I begged the Slave Master, the guards, to be taken before Samos. At last, kneeling, in a simple plate collar, beaten and shackled, stripped, I was thrown before him.”
“What did he say?” I asked.
“He said,” said she, “take this slave away.”
Raiders of Gor, p. 432-433