Dancer of Gor

28 The Well

"Are you all right?" asked Tupita.

"Tupita!" I said.

"Yes," she whispered, touching my forehead, soothingly. "Rest. Do not try to rise. You were cruelly struck."

"Where am I?" I asked.

"Look up," she said.

I looked up, blinking against the light. Far above me, as at the end of some off, vertical tunnel, I could see a circular opening, perhaps some seven or eight feet across, and, across this, in open sockets, there was a peeled, rounded timber, about which a rope was wound. A few feet below this timber, attached to the rope, there dangled a bucket. Over the opening, too, there were the remains, mostly a frame, of what was once apparently a small arched roof. Through the remains of this roof I could see, framed in the wreckage, the blue sky, and, interestingly, in it, like tiny points, stars. The light of the sun not obliterating them from this perspective, one could see them, even now, in the daylight.

I rose to my knees, in the dried leaves and gravel. "Tela!" I said. "Tuka," she whispered. Tela was kneeling a few feet from me. She still wore, soiled now, the tiny, thin rectangle of red silk she had worn in the tent of Aulus. It was all that Aulus, by custom, permitted women to wear in his tent, saving their collars.

"Are you all right?" I asked.

"Yes," she whispered.

I kissed Tupita, and Tela.

"These," said Tupita, indicating two other girls, sitting to one side, "are Mina and Cara." They wore the shreds of work tunics. On their ankles were shackles, separated by lengths of chain such that they might not run, but such that they also would constitute no inconvenience for guards. Iron, too, was hammered shut about their wrists, these bands linked by some eighteen inches of chain. "These are the girls who were first stolen?" I said to Tupita.

"Yes," she said.

"This is Tuka," said Tupita to the two girls.

They nodded, hardly moving their heads. They were very quiet. Both seemed frightened, almost in shock.

"Greet her," said Tupita.

"Greetings, Tuka," whispered one. "Greetings, Tuka," whispered the other. They moved slightly. There was a small sound of chain.

"Mina," I said.

She looked up.

"Did you see what took you?" I asked.

She shook her head.

"Cara?" I asked.

"No," said Cara, shuddering.

"it was probably the beast, or beasts," said Tupita. "They do not know. They were struck unconscious, from behind, probably within moments of one another. I do not even know if they believe me when I tell them of the beast. Tela saw it though, at the tent of Aulus, after it had gagged her, before it put her to her belly and bound her. I, too, saw it, two days ago, but briefly in the darkness, when I was returning from the tent of Pietro Vacchi to the girl pen. It leaped out and seized me. Before I could cry out I was gagged. In another instant I was secured."

"You were used in the tent of Pietro Vacchi?" I asked.

"Two days ago," she said.

"You were freed from the chain," I said.

"The men, or most of them, were freed," she said. "I, of course, and the girls with the other chains, must simply wait to see who our new masters will be." "Of course," I said, "we are kijirae."

"Is there a beast?" asked Mina, of me.

"Yes," I said.

"Did you see it?" she asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Our food, loaves of bread, and fruit, is thrown down to us, at night," said Tupita. "Water, too, in the darkness, is lowered in the bucket. It is then withdrawn."

"We are permitted to drink but once a day?" I said.

"Yes," she said, "so drink your fill."

"How came I here?" I asked.

"Your wrists were bound together before you," she said, "and a doubled rope put through them. When you were within our reach, and we could hold you, the other end of the rope was dropped, and it was then withdrawn. We removed your bonds." "Of what nature was the bond?" I asked.

"Binding fiber," said Tupita.

"Is it not strange that a beast would have such fiber?" I asked.

"It would seem so," said Tupita.

"Of what nature is this place?" I asked, looking up.

"It is apparently an abandoned well," said Tupita, "but it had been changed in some respects."

"How is that?" I asked.

"The bottom of the shaft, below us, is not open to the ground, to sand, or soft dirt, but filled, apparently for several feet, with large boulders. We cannot lift them. Even if we could there is no place to put them. The floor, in effect, is made of rock."

I nodded. This place was no longer a simple well, even an abandoned one. It had now, for most practical purposes, been converted into a holding hole." "If there is such a beast," said Mina, "what does it want of us?" "It is such a thing, doubtless," said Tupita, "which fed upon the aedile, outside Venna."

"Then it may be saving us, to eat us," whispered Mina.

"Perhaps," said Tupita.

We shuddered. Clearly it was possible we were being kept for such a purpose. Indeed, this place might be, in effect, its larder.

"But, as far as we know," said Tupita, "no one has been taken from this place to be eaten."

"It could be saving us for later," said Mina.

"Mina and Cara were caught days ago," said Tupita. "Indeed, the recovery period is over where they are concerned. Anyone who came on them could now claim them." To be sure, they remained, even now, the slaves of Ionicus, but this proprietorship was now such that, if the case arose, it must yield to a new claimancy. This point in Gorean law is apparently motivated by the consideration that a slave always have some master. In the case of a master" s death the slave, like other property, passes to the heirs, or, if there are no heirs, to the state. "They have not been eaten."

"Not yet," pointed out Mina.

"Consider," said Tupita. "All of us here are female."

"Yes," said Mina.

"That seems to me of interest," said Tupita.

"Yes!" I said. "It may well be it which, too, robbed the aedile." "It is surely possible," said Tupita.

"It has some sense of the value of money then," I said, "and perhaps some way of utilizing it."

"Yes," said Tupita.

"And I am told I was bound with binding fiber when I was lowered into the pit." "You were," said Tupita. "It is over there."

"What are you both saying?" asked Mina.

"We are thinking," said Tupita, "if I am not mistaken, that although this thing might eat humans, and might eat us, it may not be that we have been brought here, really, for food."

"I do not understand," said Mina.

:It may be working with men," said Tupita. "If so, they might be slavers." "But you do not know that!" said Mina.

"No," admitted Tupita. "But look about yourself. Do you not note something else of interest here? Do you not think we might not, all, be of interest to men?" I looked down, embarrassed. I, of all of the girls in the pit, was naked. Mina and Cara had the shreds of work tunics, and Tupita, too, still had much of her tunic, it ripped only a bit, perhaps when the beast had seized her. Tela had the soiled narrow rectangle of silk.

"It seems likely to me," said Tupita, "that we are being kept not for food, though such a thing, or things, might eat us, but to be turned over to our kind, to slavers."

"I remember now," I said, "in the darkness, before I was cuffed unconscious, it put me to my knees before it!"

"Excellent!" said Tupita. "Then I suggest we kneel before these beasts, and behave with them much as we might with men. They may well regard us, and correctly, as female slaves. Thus they may expect suitable subserviences." We kissed one another, then, in hope.

"What is there to do now?" asked Mina.

"You wear a collar and chains," said Tupita. "You are kajira. What do you think you will do?"

Mina looked at her.

"You will wait," said Tupita.

"How could the thing come into the work camp?" I asked.

"It dug under the fence," said Tela. "It did not strike me unconscious in the tent, perhaps for fear of the master or you hearing. I was dragged under the side of the tent and into the night. After a time it moved aside a bush, concealing a tunnel and then dragged me after it, through it. On the other side of the wire fence, ascertaining no one was about, it struck me unconscious."

"How is it that you are hear?" asked Tupita of me.

"I came with Aulus to the camp of Pietro Vacchi," I said, "where he wished to conclude negotiations pertaining to the purloined chains. I was chained at his stirrup."

"That explains why you are naked," she said.

"Yes," I said.

"You would look very beautiful chained to a stirrup," said Tupita.

"So, too, would you," I said."What beasts they are, to so display us for their pleasure," she said.

"They are the masters," I said.

"I wager you were proud at the stirrup," she said.

"Of course," I laughed.

"Slave," said Tupita.

"Of course, I am a slave," I said. "Are you not a slave, and a total slave?" "Yes," she smiled. "I, too, am a slave, and, like you, my dear Tuka, a total slave."

"You said that you served in the tent of Pietro Vacchi," I said.

"Yes," she said.

"You must have been very beautiful," I said, "to have been selected for his tent."

"If you came to the camp with Aulus, at his stirrup," she said, "I wager you, too, are not unfamiliar with the neck chain of Pietro Vacchi."

I looked down. "No," I smiled. "I am not unfamiliar with it."

"He made me scream with pleasure," said Tupita.

"I, too," I smiled.

"Seldom have I been in the arms of such a man," she said.

"Nor I," I said.

"He is a soldier, and a captain," she said. "He knows well how to teach a woman her collar."

"True," I said.

"It was on my return to the girl pen that I was captured by the beast," she said.

"Doubtless it was because of you that he permitted me a guard, to conduct me to the pen," I said. "I gathered, or had intimations, that something might have happened to a girl shortly before me, perhaps within even a few days, that she might have disappeared, or have been mysteriously stolen, perhaps even on the route from his tent to the pen."

"It was probably I," she said.

"Undoubtedly," I said.

"It is interesting that both of us served in the tent of Vacchi, and that we are both here now," she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked. "Do you think Vacchi is implicated in our abduction?"

"Certainly not," she said. "He could have put either of us in his collar, at his whim. Who is going to gainsay him with his company of mercenaries?"

"True," I said.

"But," she said, "there may be more than a coincidence here. Might it not be that the beast, not of our kind, was, in effect, utilizing the choices of Vacchi, as guaranteeing that his pickups would presumably be such that they would be attractive to human males?"

"Yes!" I said. "That is possibly it! And Tela was first on the chain, and serving in the tent of the overseer! That, too, might have convinced the beast that she was a suitable acquisition!"

"What of me, and Cara?" asked Mina.

"Were you serving near the fence?" I asked. "Was your chain there shortly before your capture?"

"Yes," said Mina.

"Perhaps you were pointed out, by men, to the beast," I said, "in effect designated as suitable quarry."

"Perhaps the aedile came on the beast unawares," said Tupita.

"Perhaps," I said. "But, too, it may have merely been hungry."

"Could it not have killed for gold?" asked Mina.

"Assuredly," I said. "But it could have killed for both, for gold, and food." "True," said Mina, shuddering.

"Tuka," said Tela.

"Yes," I said.

"How is the master?" she asked.

"The master?" I asked.

"Aulus," she said.

"He is all right, as far as I know," I said.

"Good," she said, relieved, kneeling back.

I looked at her, sharply, and she put down her head. I suspected then that her belly had found its love master. To be sure, we slaves must leap to the touch of any man. I did not see any need to tell her of the "gentlewoman," to whose female training Aulus had been asked to contribute.

"You know that most of the men with the chains were freed?" said Tupita.

"Yes," I said.

"He went toward Venna," she said.

"I know," I said.

"He made no attempt to negotiate for me, or secure me," she said.

"I am sorry," I said.

"apparently your blood is of more interest to him than my love," she said. "You think he still desires to kill me?" I asked.

"I know he does," she said.

I shuddered. I was helpless at the bottom of the shaft. Were he to come upon me here how could I escape? Perhaps he would lower the rope and bucket for the others, and not me? Perhaps he would throw great stones down upon me? Perhaps he would lower poisonous insects or snakes into the pit? Perhaps he would leave me here to starve?

Tupita then began to tear her tunic, about the hem.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I am going to give you some clothing," she said, "if you want it." "Your tunic barely covers you," I said.

She had then torn a narrow strip from about the hem of the garment, and where the strip parted, tied the lengths together. "This will give you a belt," she said. She then tore down a part of her bodice.

"Tupita!" I protested.

"We will both be bare-breasted slaves," she said. "Are you former Earth women, ashamed of the beauty of your breasts?"

"No," I said.

"Here," she said, handing me the narrow strips, knotted together, taken from the hem of her skirt. "Roll it. Twist it in your hands. It will be stronger. That is it. Good. Now tie it about your waist."

I fastened this fragile, narrow, improvised cordlike belt of twisted and rolled cloth about me, knotting it at the left hip. It was a slip knot, such that masters might remove it at a tug.

"Here," she said, handing me the strip of cloth she had torn from her bodice. I placed it carefully, gratefully, the loose end inside, next to my belly, over the rolled cloth. I smoothed it out.

"I see that you know how to insert a slave strip in a belly cord," she said. "Of course," I said.

"Let us see you now," she said, "in your collar and cloth." She inspected me. "I gather you are a low slave," she said, "from the exposure of your bosom and the poor quality of the belt and cloth you wear."

"Yes, Mistress," I smiled.

"Yet you are pretty," she mused.

"Thank you, Mistress," I smiled.

"And the cloth you wear, aside from questions of its quality, is suitable," she said, "It is such that it may be easily pulled aside."

"Yes, Mistress," I said. The wearing of such cloths, and tunics, that may be removed with ease, and such, serves various purposes. For example, obviously it provides her some shielding. On the other hand, because of its precarious nature, and its dependence on a man" s permissions and indulgence, it also acutely increases her sense of possible exposure and vulnerability. Such clothing, then, tends to help remind her, and quite clearly, that she is a female slave. It also, of course, because of its nature, and in spite of what might be her wishes or desires in the matter, tends, on a deep psychological and physiological level, to be erotically arousing to her. It puts her more at the mercy of men. It is difficult to be dressed as a slave and not, in time, even if one is a free woman, come to feel, and desire, as a slave. Indeed, it is a not uncommon first step in the enslavement of a free woman merely to dress her as a slave.

"Am I ready to go out on the floor now?" I asked. The "first girl" in a tavern often inspects her inferiors, before she permits them on the floor.

"I think now," she smiled. "But you would perhaps do in the hay for the rough pleasures of a drover."

I laughed, and so, too, did Tupita, but then we looked about ourselves, at the sheer walls of the shaft about us, and up at the opening, doubtless wide enough, but from here, seemingly so small, seemingly so far above. I noticed again, oddly enough, yet interestingly, how one could see the stars from this place even during the afternoon.

We then sat down in the pit, on the dried leaves, on the gravel, quiet, subdued, our backs against the sides of the shaft.

We did not know what our fate would be.

"Is there one beast, or more?" asked Tela.

"We do not know," said Tupita.

"We are kept in ignorance!" cried Tela. "They do not let us know anything! We do not know where we are! We do not know the nature of our captors, or even their number! We do not know what they intend to do with us! They treat us likea€”likea€”"

"Like slave girls?" asked Tupita.

Tela looked at her, and struck her small fists on her bared thighs in frustration.

"Yes!" she wept.

"You are no longer the free woman, Lady Liera Didiramache of Lydius," said Tupita. "You are now Tela, a slave."

"They treat us as they wish!" she cried.

"And so, too, do they with their tharlarion, their tarsks, and their other animals."

"Yes," she whispered, and I saw her draw back, frightened. But, too, in a moment, I saw her shudder, suddenly thrilled to the quick. Then she lay down, in her collar, and her bit of silk, at the side of the shaft, trembling, not meeting our eyes.

We were then very quiet, all of us.

We did not know what our fate would be.

We were slaves. We must wait to learn.