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

"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."
"I am a slave," she said.
 "But you are of Earth," I said. For some reason I was angry with her.
"The women of Earth," she said, "are natural slaves."
"No!'' I cried.
"Do not disparage and condemn us," she said. "Understand us!''
"No!'' I said, angrily.
"Fulfill us!'' she begged.
"No!" I said. "No!"
"Is a natural slave not to be granted her fulfillment?" she asked.
"No," I said. "No!"
"Why not?" she asked.
"I do not know," I said. "I do not know!"
"Perhaps because we are slaves," she said. "It is a cruelty you practice upon us."
"Perhaps," I said, angrily.
"What greater cruelty can a man inflict upon a slave than to deny her the collar?" she
asked.
I said nothing.
"Did you not see how I danced before you?" she asked.
"Yes," I said.
"You excite me, Master," she said. "Does that horrify you? Does that scandalize you?
Does it startle and discomfort you, does it so dismay you, does it seem so hard to
comprehend, that a woman from Earth could be sexually excited, that she could have sexual
desires, that she could feel helpless and frustrating passion, that she could beg even to be
sexually satisfied?"
"It is not typical," I said. "And it is not permitted"
"It is typical!" she said. "How little you know of women! And on Gor it is permitted - to