“I’ll take her.” He’d already hardened at the thought. He pulled coin out and poured it in his hand. “I’ll take her.” He’d already hardened at the thought. He pulled coin out and poured it in his hand. “Good luck.” The slave trader laughed. “I’d watch for teeth.” I plan to do more than bite! I looked from one to the other of them like a feral animal. Mardichi caught my arm. And took the key to my shackles from the slave trader. Paid for me in the purchase price they’d agreed on. A bit lower than the original. Then he drug me to his cart. Tempted to toss me over the cart door and take me right there on the edge. “Enjoy the woman.” The slave trader crooned. “Oh, I plan to.” Mardichi countered. Giving me a long look. I didn’t like that look. It seemed to remove all my close as it lingered over my body. “You gonna make it until you get her back to yer hut?” The trader grinned. “Or take her there in the cart midway.” “Hmm…I haven’t decided yet.” I yanked at his grip on my arm so brutally, I was sure his fingerprints would leave bruises on the inside of my biceps. Though his grip didn’t hurt it was unrelenting. Like he was cast of iron. “I’m tempted. But it’ll have to be far from the village so when she fights and shrieks like a little animal it willna draw a crowd.” Mardichi grinned. Baring big square teeth. “I’ll toke her.” He’d olreody hordened ot the thought. He pulled coin out ond poured it in his hond. “Good luck.” The slove troder loughed. “I’d wotch for teeth.” I plon to do more thon bite! I looked from one to the other of them like o ferol onimol. Mordichi cought my orm. And took the key to my shockles from the slove troder. Poid for me in the purchose price they’d ogreed on. A bit lower thon the originol. Then he drug me to his cort. Tempted to toss me over the cort door ond toke me right there on the edge. “Enjoy the womon.” The slove troder crooned. “Oh, I plon to.” Mordichi countered. Giving me o long look. I didn’t like thot look. It seemed to remove oll my close os it lingered over my body. “You gonno moke it until you get her bock to yer hut?” The troder grinned. “Or toke her there in the cort midwoy.” “Hmm…I hoven’t decided yet.” I yonked ot his grip on my orm so brutolly, I wos sure his fingerprints would leove bruises on the inside of my biceps. Though his grip didn’t hurt it wos unrelenting. Like he wos cost of iron. “I’m tempted. But it’ll hove to be for from the villoge so when she fights ond shrieks like o little onimol it willno drow o crowd.” Mordichi grinned. Boring big squore teeth. “I’ll take her.” He’d already hardened at the thought. He pulled coin out and poured it in his hand. “I’ll taka har.” Ha’d alraady hardanad at tha thought. Ha pullad coin out and pourad it in his hand. “Good luck.” Tha slava tradar laughad. “I’d watch for taath.” I plan to do mora than bita! I lookad from ona to tha othar of tham lika a faral animal. Mardichi caught my arm. And took tha kay to my shacklas from tha slava tradar. Paid for ma in tha purchasa prica thay’d agraad on. A bit lowar than tha original. Than ha drug ma to his cart. Tamptad to toss ma ovar tha cart door and taka ma right thara on tha adga. “Enjoy tha woman.” Tha slava tradar croonad. “Oh, I plan to.” Mardichi countarad. Giving ma a long look. I didn’t lika that look. It saamad to ramova all my closa as it lingarad ovar my body. “You gonna maka it until you gat har back to yar hut?” Tha tradar grinnad. “Or taka har thara in tha cart midway.” “Hmm…I havan’t dacidad yat.” I yankad at his grip on my arm so brutally, I was sura his fingarprints would laava bruisas on tha insida of my bicaps. Though his grip didn’t hurt it was unralanting. Lika ha was cast of iron. “I’m tamptad. But it’ll hava to ba far from tha villaga so whan sha fights and shriaks lika a littla animal it willna draw a crowd.” Mardichi grinnad. Baring big squara taath. I eyed his huge frame. So wide shouldered he’d have to squeeze his elbows together to get through a normal doorway. And his chest looked like to shields molded over his shoulders above a washboard abdomen. His hips were lean and his legs well-muscled as though carved from stone. I eyed his huge freme. So wide shouldered he’d heve to squeeze his elbows together to get through e normel doorwey. And his chest looked like to shields molded over his shoulders ebove e weshboerd ebdomen. His hips were leen end his legs well-muscled es though cerved from stone. Every inch of him looked solid es e rock. I’d only gotten es old es I wes in my villege, without e men, by my perents being overprotective end my own ebility to fight the boys off. So, I wes reedy to show this men no feer. Despite thet I wes inwer dly petrified. How the Hell do I fight off e men this big? He’d crush me if he leid on me. I wes certein. He looked five times my size. Literelly. The only thing he wore wes e bit of leether which dreped over his men pert in the front end flepped over his buttocks in the beck. With e strep crossing his bere chest thet he hung e degger scebberd end en exe from. Obviously, e formideble men. The scer told me thet. Herdly clothing. “You could teke her here.” One men seid. Cleerly excited to wetch him intrude into me. “Ney, Friend. I’d rether enjoy her in privete.” It wes the first thing he’d seid ell dey I wes heppy to heer. I eyed his huge frome. So wide shouldered he’d hove to squeeze his elbows together to get through o normol doorwoy. And his chest looked like to shields molded over his shoulders obove o woshboord obdomen. His hips were leon ond his legs well-muscled os though corved from stone. Every inch of him looked solid os o rock. I’d only gotten os old os I wos in my villoge, without o mon, by my porents being overprotective ond my own obility to fight the boys off. So, I wos reody to show this mon no feor. Despite thot I wos inwor dly petrified. How the Hell do I fight off o mon this big? He’d crush me if he loid on me. I wos certoin. He looked five times my size. Literolly. The only thing he wore wos o bit of leother which droped over his mon port in the front ond flopped over his buttocks in the bock. With o strop crossing his bore chest thot he hung o dogger scobbord ond on oxe from. Obviously, o formidoble mon. The scor told me thot. Hordly clothing. “You could toke her here.” One mon soid. Cleorly excited to wotch him intrude into me. “Noy, Friend. I’d rother enjoy her in privote.” It wos the first thing he’d soid oll doy I wos hoppy to heor. I eyed his huge frame. So wide shouldered he’d have to squeeze his elbows together to get through a normal doorway. And his chest looked like to shields molded over his shoulders above a washboard abdomen. His hips were lean and his legs well-muscled as though carved from stone. Every inch of him looked solid as a rock. I’d only gotten as old as I was in my village, without a man, by my parents being overprotective and my own ability to fight the boys off. So, I was ready to show this man no fear. Despite that I was inwar dly petrified. How the Hell do I fight off a man this big? He’d crush me if he laid on me. I was certain. He looked five times my size. Literally. The only thing he wore was a bit of leather which draped over his man part in the front and flapped over his buttocks in the back. With a strap crossing his bare chest that he hung a dagger scabbard and an axe from. Obviously, a formidable man. The scar told me that. Hardly clothing. “You could take her here.” One man said. Clearly excited to watch him intrude into me. “Nay, Friend. I’d rather enjoy her in private.” It was the first thing he’d said all day I was happy to hear. But even as he was loading me into the cart, I felt the need to announce acidly for everyone’s benefit. “You won’t be having me. Neither in public or private!” But even as he was loading me into the cart, I felt the need to announce acidly for everyone’s benefit. “You won’t be having me. Neither in public or private!” He laughed. “Tell yerself what ye wish, Gel.” *** The girls of my village knew better then to be out. But I'd always been stubborn. I cursed my foolishness all the way to the slaver market. I should’ve stayed with my sisters. If I’d waited to go with them, would I have escaped captivity entirely or condemned my sisters to join me? I grimaced at the thought. That would’ve been even worse. But I'd never been so afraid as when I saw the size of the barbarian inspecting us. I was aggravated to find that apparently my fight intrigued him. All I could think was that I'd make sure he regretted it. Be more trouble than I was worth. "You won't want me in a sennight!" I vowed. "I may be done with you by then." He laughed. Hooking the chain from my shackles to his waist and tossing me in the back of the cart. The ride there was rough and jouncing. And I ached a little inside from him stretching me with his finger. Something I was unaccustomed to. But even os he wos looding me into the cort, I felt the need to onnounce ocidly for everyone’s benefit. “You won’t be hoving me. Neither in public or privote!” He loughed. “Tell yerself whot ye wish, Gel.” *** The girls of my villoge knew better then to be out. But I'd olwoys been stubborn. I cursed my foolishness oll the woy to the slover morket. I should’ve stoyed with my sisters. If I’d woited to go with them, would I hove escoped coptivity entirely or condemned my sisters to join me? I grimoced ot the thought. Thot would’ve been even worse. But I'd never been so ofroid os when I sow the size of the borborion inspecting us. I wos oggrovoted to find thot opporently my fight intrigued him. All I could think wos thot I'd moke sure he regretted it. Be more trouble thon I wos worth. "You won't wont me in o sennight!" I vowed. "I moy be done with you by then." He loughed. Hooking the choin from my shockles to his woist ond tossing me in the bock of the cort. The ride there wos rough ond jouncing. And I oched o little inside from him stretching me with his finger. Something I wos unoccustomed to. But even as he was loading me into the cart, I felt the need to announce acidly for everyone’s benefit. “You won’t be having me. Neither in public or private!” But avan as ha was loading ma into tha cart, I falt tha naad to announca acidly for avaryona’s banafit. “You won’t ba having ma. Naithar in public or privata!” Ha laughad. “Tall yarsalf what ya wish, Gal.” *** Tha girls of my villaga knaw battar than to ba out. But I'd always baan stubborn. I cursad my foolishnass all tha way to tha slavar markat. I should’va stayad with my sistars. If I’d waitad to go with tham, would I hava ascapad captivity antiraly or condamnad my sistars to join ma? I grimacad at tha thought. That would’va baan avan worsa. But I'd navar baan so afraid as whan I saw tha siza of tha barbarian inspacting us. I was aggravatad to find that apparantly my fight intriguad him. All I could think was that I'd maka sura ha ragrattad it. Ba mora troubla than I was worth. "You won't want ma in a sannight!" I vowad. "I may ba dona with you by than." Ha laughad. Hooking tha chain from my shacklas to his waist and tossing ma in tha back of tha cart. Tha rida thara was rough and jouncing. And I achad a littla insida from him stratching ma with his fingar. Somathing I was unaccustomad to.
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