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.Page 234 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Yes," she said, putting her head down."it has now been effectuated.""Whose slave are you?" he asked."You have stripped me, and bound me, as a slave," she said."I have felt yourlash.I am yours.""Have I collared you?" he asked."No," she said, keeping her head down, "but it is my hope that you will doso.""Have I indicated any intrest in having you as a slave?" he asked."Have Igiven you any reason to believe that I might accept you as a slave?""No," she said, keeping her head down, "you haven't.""Whose slave would you be?" he asked."Yours," she said."Speak," he said.She raised he head, but did not meet his eyes."I am Seibar's slave," shesaid."Now, perhaps I will give you to another," he said.She still did not meet his eyes."It may be done with me as you please,"she said."Do you think I do not understand," he said, angrily, "that you have madeyourself my slave in the hope that you might thereby escape the fate of beingout into the Barrens?""Whatever might have been my motivation," she said, "the fact remains, in anycase, that I am now fully your slave, and may be done with wholly as youwish.""You had your chance to go nobly into the Barrens, with page 365~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~the dignity of the free woman.Now perhaps I shall have you put out in shame,in the dishonor of a slave!""You may do with me as you please," she said, softly."Whould that not be amusing?" he asked angrily."Yes," she said, "very amusing." She looked at him, with tears in her eyes."If I am to be put out," she said, "may I beg one boon,""What is that?" he asked."Your collar," she said."Put it on my neck.Tie some knot in it which isyours, so that if men find me they may say, 'Here see this knot.It is aSeibar's.This woman was his slave'.""You ask for my collar?" he said."I beg it," she said.He took one of the straps he had used in her whipping.He looped it twiceabout her neck and tied it."You have it," he said."Thank you," she whispered.She then lifted her head to his, where he crouched down before her, and triedto touch her lips to his.Her small hands moved futilely in their bonds, ather knees.He did not permit her lips to touch his."That would be touching, would itnot?" he asked, ironically."Yes," she whispered."How clever you are!" he said, angrily."What a sly, scheming, shamelessshe-sleen you are!""how you must hate me," she said."Do you think I cannot see through your games, your trickery?" he cried."Do you think it is only because I do not want to die?" she wept."Do youthink it is only because I do not want to be put out into the Barrens?""Yes!" he said."No," she said."No!""No?" he asked."No!" she wept.Page 235 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"Speak," he said, angrily."I grow weary.""But I am a slave," she said, frightened.She looked at me, pleadingly, forunderstanding."Accordingly, miserable, imbonded slut," I said, "you must speak the truth."She put down her head.She squirmed in her bonds."Must a command be repeated?" asked Seibar.She lifted herhead, tears in her eyes."I am a slave," she page 366~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~said, "and I must tell the truth.Forgive me.I beg you.Forgive me.Beat meif you wish.""Yes?" said Seibar."I want your touch," she said."I beg it!""Shameless slave," he chided."As a slave may be, and should be," she said.He regarded her, not speaking."For two years," she said, "I have wanted to be your slave, to be subject toyour will, to be owned by you, if it should please you, your lash.""Lying slave," he snarled."I want to obey you," she said."Lying slave!" he said."I love you," she said."Liar!" he said."Alas," she said, "how can I convince you?""You cannot!" he cried."Of course not," she said, "if you will not permit it.""Put your hands on her body," I said.Seibar put his hands on her body."I love you," she said.I touched her."She speaks the truth," i said."I love you," she said."Kiss me.Then put me out, if you wish.I will then gogladly, if it be your will."He kissed her.I smiled.Then, with a cry of rage, of frustration, he struckher across the mouth.She then lay on her side on the dirt floor."Do you think she speaks the truth?" he asked."Yes," I said."if I were you, I would give her a trial.See if she works out.If she does not prove satisfactory, she may always, then, be put out."Seibar kicked the girl, with the side of his foot."what is your name?" heasked."I have no name," she said."It is a fitting response," I said
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