her life before Master Corwin Arnot

At a young age, she was placed for auction. she was sold
and to be trained by the one vile Master who had bought her,
and soon found His intentions were of cruelty.
He was an impatient man, for one so young as she,
and often found it didn't take much to provoke
His whip, or His fist.
He finally placed her in the hands of His En'Safora,
where she learned quickly from her how to serve properly,
some of the dances of Gor that were to be performed,
and how to obey the every command of her caregiver.
The En'girl provided her with white silks,
and with it the responsibilities that she was to uphold with them.
On her sixteenth year, her Master's confidence was His own downfall
however, for He was murdered in a match that He could not win.
His opponent came to take all,
including the girls which were now, as legal, His.
her previous Master's En'Girl had heard of this,
breaking the rules,
she unlocked the ko'lar that encircled her neck,
and told her to run.
And so she fled before He could find her,
as fast as her lttle feet could carry her.

The beginning of a new journey for her

she traveled by the side of the building in the city,
be careful of not being spotted.
But her luck ran out as a Master seen
her creeping alongside the busy tavern,
When He told her to come towards Him,
she was terrified as His voice trembled inside of her
she quickly obeyed and stepped closer to Him
He told her to display and she did without any hesitation,
He asked who her owner was and quietly she replied,
"no one owns this girl, Master"
moving her long auburn hair away from her
slender shoulders revealing her bare throat.
He nods in approval then asked her another question,
"can you serve slave?"

When she hear the question,
she got very excited with a bright sparkle in her eyes
she nodded her head and softly whispered "yes, Master,
this one can serve and dance."
Then He snapped His fingers and she quickly scampered behind Him,
staying on His left side keeping three steps back from His own.
He pivoted slightly and whispered by her ear, "come girl,"
her slave body reacted from the intense heat of His breathe
against her skin sending a shivering down her neck,
she whispers back "yes, Master, as You wish."
Once they got inside He went to a low table and sat down in the furs,
feeling His eyes upon her, she falls gracefully down to her knees,
keeping thighs closely together,
resting her hands upon them palms down
as her aqua eyes stayed lowered to the ground.

In a soft timid voice,
she asks Him "what shall this one serve You, Master?"
He responded with "bring me some white wine, girl.
Before you go lean in closer to me."
In a pleasant voice, she replies,"yes, Master"
glides her hands down her slender thighs
as she places them upon the floor,
pushing her body forward towards Him
as His hand comes over tearing her torn silks off.
Then nodding in approval, "there much better, now go."
Feeling a cool breeze sweep over and her pink cheek turns red,
she pushes herself upto her feet
twirls around as her auburn hair flies
around hitting her cheek softly,
swishing her hips as she heads towards the servery.
Walking into the servery, advance forward to the shelves,
lifting her eyes up to the goblets,
draping them over until she finds the one that will suit the Master
outstretching her arm up grasping her fingers around it
holding it tightly as her arm drifts back down,
letting her free hand grab hold of rep cloth,
wiping out the inside of the goblet as it leaves a bright shine,
satified, she turns towards the cooler, striding over
she opens the door, peeking her head inside,
as her eyes scans each one for the perfect vintage of wine
her lips curl up into a timid smile,
reaching in the cooler and withdrawling the bottle
holding it close to her succulent form,
turns around and hurries back to His feet.

When she gets back to the Master's feet,
she drops softly to her knees,
keeping her thighs closely together,
resting the goblet before her silky knees,
sliding the bottle up along her sensual body until it
reaches her glistening red lips parting them
slightly as her pearly white teeth shows,
wrapping them gently around the cork pulling it
out of the bottle as a small *pop* can be heard
as the sweet aroma of the wine fills the air.
she lowers the bottle and tipping it over the edge
of the goblet letting the liquid swirl inside,
her aqua eyes watching it closely as it fills upto the rim
In a exquisite way, she brings the bottle back to
her lips and replaces the cork,
drifting it back down her curvasious form laying
it against the furs beside the Master's feet,
her soft orbs lift insignificantly as her lips
open once more in a subdued tone,
she asked Him "Master, do You wish for this
humble slave to sweeten or taste the wine?"

In a deep husky voice He replies,
"girl, sweeten it." In a small jump from His reply,
she extends her arms down and with her fingertips
she grasps the goblet,
drawing it close to her body, then rising it upwards
quivering lightly from the coldness of the steel.
she lays it near her bosom saying a small
prayer to the Priest Kings
then daintingly lifts it to her shimering lips.
she places them underneath the rim,
pressing a long lingering kiss.
Raising and extending her arms outwards
as the goblet slowly turns in her hands,
as her head lowers between them,
offering the goblet to Him with open palms,
in a quiet voice, "Master, this girl hopes this
wine quenches Your thirst
and that her service was pleasing.
As she patiently waits for His hand to lift the goblet,
she feels the warmth sweep over her hand
as the goblet is lifted away.
Feeling the weight taken from her hands,
she begins the lowers them down until
they laid softly upon her thighs palms down.

she waits patiently as
she hears Him gulp down the wine and sets it down
upon the lower table. she could feel His eyes
upon her as He speaks to her,
"your serve was well done, slave."
In a low tone she replies back, "thank You, Master."
As her lips curl up into a beautiful smile
with a small twinkle in her eyes.
"Now," He said, "girl, if you are willing
to submit to me as your Master, then
place your body into that position."
Nodding her head gentle, she positions herself.
she holds the position not moving an inch
as she feels a tightness around her wrist
from the binding fibers and tries to move them
then she hears His voice speak,
"do you give yourself completely to Me, slave?"
nodding her head as she moves it to the side
letting her long auburn hair fall over her shoulder
whispering, "yes, Master", and the sound of Him getting up
her body reacts in a way she has never felt before,
in a way, she feels the needs
of wanting more than just His warm breathe upon her.
He says gentle by her bare ear,
"what are you?" she reponds quickly, "a slave, Master."
In her reponse, He nods, than ask another question,
"who owns you?", again she replies back,"You do, Master"

Which He placed His gorean steel ko'lar around her throat,
giving her permission to use the beautiful name that He gave her.