[12:13]  Cyssan: Actually Master? It was less than a hand ago. May I please have water?
[12:13]  Kutai nods
[12:13]  Kutai: nadi can bring you water
[12:13]  Kutai: and some food
[12:13]  Nadi: nods an runs to the public wagon for some water
[12:13]  Cyssan: I am capable of getting it myself, Master
[12:13]  Nadi: oh ....I will be happy to run sister
[12:13]  Nadi: kk
[12:14]  Nadi looks back an forth wondering if she should scamper
[12:15]  Cyssan: please show me where I can fetch myself some water?
[12:15]  Kutai watches the mouth quareling girls with amusement
[12:20]  Cyssan opens her mouth and catches the drops of rin that falls from the skies. She swallows.. after a mouthful .. "It tastess great Master.. thank you for allowing a slave help herself"
[12:20]  Kutai grinses
[12:27]  Kutai: "where you live now, girl" he asks the dark skinned slave girl
[12:28]  Cyssan (calais.pearl): I live beneath three moons. i live where the rain falls and the heat of ta Sardar Gor blooms. I live where the music is one moment the call of a fleer, the next ehn? it is the scream of an injured tabuk. I live where the grains of sand tickle my toes and where the abundance of Free allow me to serve them. May I be of service, please Master?
[12:29]  Kutai: i can use a chilled paga, Nadi knows the way
[12:30]  Cyssan: yes master, chilled paga.. right aay.
[12:30]  Nadi: Yes Master smiles at her friend this way sister
[12:33]  Cyssan returns, carrying the bowl. Within it, the strong brew of paga swirled a bit, as her gentle embrace cradles it close to her heated belly. She paused, partway across the way.. as she took her time to just breathe and indulge in the delightful aromas of the plains. The lowly call of a bosk.. the farr of cry of a bird... She enjoyed it immensely.
[12:36]  Cyssan looked to the height of the decking she had leapt from, only ehns before. She judged the amount of effort needed to spring back up there. Taking a finger, she licked it.. poking it in and out.... embracing it as if it were a phallus, before holding it up to the wind, judging which direction it came from.
[12:55]  Cyssan chooses to do one of her more athletic moves.. to make it up there onto the dias. She stands.. she straightens her back.. Kicking out one of her feet, her calf muscles accentuated as she springs up into the air and lands upon her feet. Unfortnately, even the lower gravity of Gor itself could not prevent part of the paga spilling over him as she knelt there, her jaw dropping... gasping.. the slave swallowed hard.. pondering wether or not to mop it up with her own rags.
[12:56]  Nadi gasps green eyes wide ...shivering for her sister....
[12:59]  Kutai sees the clumsy slave spills some drops of the precious paga over him. He grabs the bowl impatiently from her dark fingers and puts it at the dais, his free hand takes the ring of her collar and he hisses with a stict voice "you think we have weak masters here at the plains, you Kataii wench, you know we don't tolerate imperfection" he looks over her shoulder to the sleen "we have guards here which can deal with eagerness with the ones like you"
[13:02]  Nadi: sits quietly her green eyes to the furs....trembling for her friend hearing the anger int he Master's voice
[13:04]  Cyssan) jolted forth as he grasped the collar.. her hands were holding the bowl, she was hoping that by now the rain had filled the liquid more, and perhaps he would not notice "master!! you are very wet from the rain!! Please forgive this slave for not serving you as you hoped she could!! Those of the Kattai could surely never train a slave as highly as those here of this trbe.. have mercy Master!"
[13:08]  Kutai shakes the slave at her collar ring "its not the Katai who trained you slut, but those Taharians, those sand kailla's of Veminium" he pulls her nearer to his hidieuos scarred Tuchuk face "and have you not been trained by the Tuchuk Ubrata herself. Maybe you have become lazy, or indifferent, some good punishment would beat the fire of perfection back in you"
[13:10]  Cyssan: "perhaps, master yes, if that would please You..." her body shaken about "Whatever you say Master, yes yes! Yes it is thrue!" She held the bowl, not at all dropping it.. "master please, a girl begs You try the paga!" She hoped that he would enjoy the bew, and that it may calm him down some.
[13:11]  Nadi clenches her fists....watching as the Master takes out his anger on her friends....
[13:12]  Kutai takes the bowl and tries the paga, its good stuff, and he enjoys it, but that knowledge he does not tell the wench before him. He knows she is a good slave but even good slaves need to be inspired now and then. He unbuckles his gurtle and stretches the leather of it
[13:13]  Nadi: sucks in her breath watching the Master....fire flashing from his dark eyes
[13:15]  Cyssan gritted her teeth as she looked to the belt .. speaking between them and smiling "it is nice leather, master. The bosk whom died for that belt must have been quite a noble beast, i can see why you are so proud of it"
[13:17]  Kutai puls the ring closer to him "don't make silly jokes , kajira, or i might forget you are owmed by someone else" he swings the belt over her back at her dark skinned ass cheekes. One lash, vicious, not to hard to damage her, but enough to feel the sting and learn her her position again "if your master might ask why you have a red stripe, tell him why, he might enjoy placing another next to it "
[13:19]  Cyssan feels the leather kiss her hide, the sudden sharpness sending her to moan and gasp, wrenching her body forth almost landing in his arms "yes master.. i shall tell if my Master asks"
[13:21]  Kutai looks coldly at her "you can take the position again" he let the grip on her collar ring go, his played anger gone, once the slave got her punishment and knows what she is again, a slave, a kajira, an animal, and nothing more
[13:21]  Nadi gasps heaing the slap of the leather against her friends soft ass.....sees a red line erupt ....sits quietly not wanting him to swat her also
[13:22]  Kutai puts the gurtle again around his hips, then he quietly drinks his paga "your friend has a nice ass, nadi, I am not sure if I used her in Veminium, there were so many hot sluts there" he laughs hard "hot and good"
[13:23]  Cyssan shifts back from the Master, slightly, she regains her position. Kneeling respectfully, her back as straight as she could hold it, she bought the bowl to her lips and kissed it before offering it "master, i hope that this paga pleases you, as it was with great joy, to serve you"
[13:23]  Nadi: grins at the Master yes Master I knew many of the girls there....very hot like my friend
[13:25]  Kutai: I did not want to damge her, i kno you both are intraining for the contests, you must be in perfection, a lash now and then keeps you sharp
[13:25]  Nadi: well trained in serving a dancing to please the Master's
[13:25]  Nadi: Yes Master
[13:25]  Kutai nods "I have seen her dancing at Woodhaven"