a kajira's dream serve
KAJIRA: sullenly kneeling...not really wanting to serve...but preferring to sit and chat "Master please may this girl serve?"
MASTER: Paga girl!
KAJIRA: "damn" sighs and rolls her eyes "yeah ok" getting up and walking into the Kitchen...say out loud "it's always bloody cold in here...can't someone turn up the heat?" finding a bowl of dubious cleanliness right at eye level for a change giving it a quick spit and polish i say "that'll do"
MASTER: Eyeing the girl's grace and form, the way she makes My chaq grow with her beauty and care
KAJIRA: chucking the bowl on the counter...barely missing a stray urt munching on the cheese that no tart remembered to put away last night..turning for the coldest place in the Galaxy
MASTER: Smiling and grinning at the girl
KAJIRA: pulling open the door and moving in behind the door hidden from view...sneaking a smoke out of her cleavage...having a few puffs says "OHHHHH...THAT'S SOOOOOO GOOOOOODDDDD" kicking a bota off the racks with my foot
MASTER: hearing my girl and grinning...damn I have the best kajira on all of Gor
KAJIRA: looking around for somewhere to throw the smoke butt thinking oO(Hmmm) uncorking the bota and throwing the butt inside..leaving the coolroom or the equivalent of winter on Mars..swishing the bota around..trying to break up the damn smoke butt~
MASTER: watching my girl approach
KAJIRA: throwing the bowl under one arm...and the bota under another...rubbing her legs together as she moves thinks oO(hell...prickly shins..I really gotta shave..looking to the gate..YUM...who is that guy with the new AV?) answering ICQ messages PMing with the other Home slaves and the Ubar of two other Homes
MASTER: smiling at my girl's obvious devotion and care
KAJIRA: tearing a my eyes away from that AV i say "damn" backscroll "where was I?..oh hell..ICQ wayyyy behind...oh what the hell...Master!!! this girl is stuck..she is just reloading"
MASTER: Ahhhh...my poor girl
KAJIRA: thinking oO(Ok...that bought me some time) kneeling at Your boots...throwing the bowl on the ground...biting the cork off and sloshing it into the bowl...rubbing in the bits that spill says loudly "OH HELL" the smoke butt came out..moaning really loudly...breasts heaving...averting your eyes...and quickly flicking the butt under your furs picking up the bowl and taking a hefty swig says "damn" pouring some more paga into the bowl..taking another swig again saying "damn" prouing smoe more gapa...looking up at the six moons of Gor and thinking oO(how beautiful it is tonight) Hiccup
MASTER: Watching My girl perform a perfect she sleen
KAJIRA: thinks oO(Hope He doesn't want me up off the ground) counting to make sure the paga is safe "1 - 2 - 6 - 15 - 7..oh hell...i'm alive aren't i?" breathing paga fumes hoping i am not too close to the fires...or i'll ignite..trying to focus on the four spinning rims in front of her..hoping she can hit the real one...slobbering her lips on it "Master...here's your paga...Bottom's up!"
MASTER: taking the carefully prepared drink that my devoted little one has so thoughtfully brought Me "Well done girl..you have pleased our Master"
KAJIRA: passes out
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