"15 - Rogue Of Gor v2" - читать интересную книгу автора (Norman John)

"You do not regret having told me, do you?" I asked.

"No, Master!" she wept.

"Do you think it was wise to have obeyed me?" I asked.

"Yes, Master!" she said. "Yes, Master!"

"You are a mere slave, aren't you?" I asked.

"Yes, Master!" she said. "Have mercy on me, Master!"

"Accordingly it was right for you to have told me, wasn't it?" I asked.

"Yes, Master," she wept. "Yes, Master."

"Do you think a girl such as you should be told secrets?" I asked.

"No, Master," she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because we may be made to tell," she said.

"You were made to tell, weren't you?" I asked.

"Yes, Master," she said.

I then turned about and went to the leather curtains of the alcove. I reached up to unbuckle the straps which held them closed.

"Are you going to leave me?" she asked, behind me, bound.

"Certainly," I said.

"All you wanted from me was information," she said.

I shrugged. "I now have that information," I said.

"Dally but a bit, Master," she whispered.

I turned to regard her. "I do not understand," I said.

She was looking at me over her shoulder. "Please," she said.

"I do not understand," I said, irritably.

"I danced before you," she said, "and in the fullness of the slave I am."

"It is true," I said. "You danced as a slave."