Friday, March 23, 2007

Slave Pens

originally posted February 28, 2006

The first night I arrived in Jort's Ferry, I instructed She to give tour. I wanted to know on what street her Slaving Houses might be found. Most Slaving Houses offer, among other services, Private Pens for the boarding of slave girls.
The accomodations offered by most Slaving Houses vary, limited only by what a man is willing to spend. Are you an indulgent fellow with deep pockets? Perhaps you wish to provide your collared pet with a soft couch and luxurious furs, silken pillows. You may even request her room is appointed with tapestries on the wall and closely woven rugs from far off lands that her delicate feet never touch the cold floor. You may insist that she be given choice meats and juicy fruits as well as flaky, warm breads when she sups. She may even be given a bottle of rich ka-la-na wine crated in a wicker basket. Most fellows, of course, however well-fixed, do not choose to avail the slaves beneath them of so much. Of note, whether her room is a simple mat on a stone floor or the height of luxury, at least one wall will be crafted of simple, iron bars. In a Private Pen, too, a girl can be much improved. Would you like her to learn the Aulus or the Tabor? Perhaps a new Dance for her repetoire to delight you? For a fee, she can be trained.
There are also Municipal Pens, also called City Pens or Public Pens. You will not be able to purchase your slave any of the above accomodations in such a place. Their main function is to house State Slaves before they are sold off cheaply in lots to a Slaving House. Some fellows frequent the City Pens on occasions when they wish to pick up an obedient girl, eager to please him. In such a place, she can be had for almost nothing. She will no longer, twice per day, have to fight the other girls when the trough of stale bread and soft onions is filled. That night, if she is pleasing, she might even eat meat from her Master's hand. Training, too, can be had for the slaves boarded at Public Pens. Perhaps your girl has suddenly become sullen or recalcitrant. Perhaps you do not care for the way she looks at you. Perhaps she is simply, generally, in several indescribable ways, displeasing. The whip is one option, of course. It is personal, direct and thorough, immediate. An excellent way to handle such a woman. Every woman tends to lapse now and again. At times, they do so consciously, testing you. They have sensed weakness in you, maybe. You may have been too kind, too solicitous, though it is your whim to be so. Another option is to simply kennel them. Yes, it is impersonal. It is indirect. Though thorough, it is a longer process. From time to time, it is the best choice. No woman, it is said, does not manage to be more pleasing having been kenneled.
After the girls are rounded up this afternoon, after the dancer, Emily, is taken to The Riverfront Tavern which overlooks the Magnificent Vosk to earn for me a silver tarn disk of double weight, Sana will be delivered to the Public Pens of Jort's Ferry.

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