Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Apprentice Kajira, Part 1: The Contract SeXStoRY

Christina accepted the contract with shaking hands, her large dark eyes cast down in embarrassment. She did not want this man, the Master she had so longed for, to see her uncertainty. What if He thought her unworthy; undisciplined? Yet inside she still had lingering doubts. Could she really surrender her freedom and humanity, even to the man who had so completely captured her heart? Was she willing to forgo all of the pleasures and rights of a citizen; her right to a job and property and the all of the lofty, dignified privileges of a modern female? Would she chafe at the bit and become so incorrigible that she would be expelled from Master's f****y as a mean-tempered dog is; in physical pain and shame? But it was worth it, it had to be! Since she was a teenager she had longed for the awe and mystery of that lush, brutal world and the ecstasy of kneeling at the feet of a Master; a strong, grim Man of Old without the pretensions and inhibitions of the pale, attenuated, over-civilized modern man. A Master of fiery bl**d and stern hand who would command armies if He had lived in a different time or reality. She had studied exhaustively the customs of Gor, had memorized the commands and practiced the rituals of a kajira's service. She had watched Internet tutorials on slave dances until she was familiar with the motions, if not perfectly graceful in execution. She knew the name of every a****l, plant and food item on the counter-earth, and could sew a passable kamisk. Reflecting on these years of preparation, it seemed a terrible shame to give up her dream out of pride, especially when she knew that she would bitterly regret leaving this man she so utterly adored. No, there was no turning back. She was slave in her heart, and she could not help but become slave in body as well. Fully determined, she focused her eyes on the document. It was printed in dark-red ink on a thick, parchment-style paper, in the font that is commonly called "Herculaneum". An embossed border of abstract vines decorated the margins, and the characters were slightly recessed in counterpoint to the border. With a beating heart she read the words: "FUTURE SLAVE- “I must warn you that your life as my slave will not be easy. You will be expected to submit to me in every way, including allowing yourself to be collared, branded, chained, beaten for disobediance and treated as property. You are expected to be naked in the Home at all times, unless I choose to provide you with clothes. You will not leave the Home without my permission. You will not be allowed to drive a car or use a cab, but may take the bus with my permission, provided you report your location to me by phone every ten minutes. “Your finances, except for land and stocks, are under my control. I will provide you with food and other necessities, but if you please me I will allow you to purchase goods such as jewelry or makeup of my choice. All credit cards or cash used in these transactions will be carried in a wallet hung about your neck, as slaves are not allowed to touch money without supervision. The amount of money spent on purchases will be written on a piece of paper, which you will carry with you. You may not exceed this amount. The objects purchased will be carried in a backpack rather than a handbag in compliance with the money-handling rule. However, I reserve the right to take these objects from you if you displease me or for my own amusement, as they do not belong to you. As a slave, you have no possessions, just as your body is not your own. “You may be ordered to modify your body to my specifications; such as tattoos, piercings, hair removal, changes in diet and exercise, growing your hair to a length of my liking, or even plastic surgery. You will be instructed in make-up by the kajira of a friend, with whom you will have supervised weekly appointments. “Each day I will provide you with a list of tasks which you will be expected to complete perfectly and in the correct order. Video cameras which communicate footage to my computer while I am at work will be placed around the house to monitor your every move, and you will be punished for any deviation from the instructions. Your punishments will not draw bl**d or produce permanent damage, but they will vary in intensity from discomfort to extreme pain depending on the severity of the transgression. “As well as always being available for my use, you may be ordered to sexually service my friends. This service will consist of oral service, masturbation, non-penetrative fetishes such as foot fetish, bukkake and lap dances, but will not involve penetration, as your slave heat belongs exclusively to me. I do not approve of the loathsome practice of anal sex, but you may be f***ed to wear an anal plug for the most severe transgressions. “You will adhere fully to the ways and ceremonies of Gor. This will begin with your ritual k**napping. You will resign from your job immediately upon signing this contract. You will then strip and clean your apartment, and pack your luggage. You will then wait for us. You are allowed a cooler full of food and drink to sustain you until the k**napping, but will not be permitted to bathe, brush your teeth, apply makeup or shave your body hair during this time. You will not use your bed, but will sl**p on your couch to ensure that your luggage stays in its containers. Within the next week, a team of my friends will come for you. You will not know the date, but the k**napping will happen late at night. You must wear a full-length white nightgown with no underclothes, and should be barefoot. "You will leave your door unlocked at all times in order to enable my team to enter your home. When they come, I would advise you not to put up a struggle unless you enjoy the experience of being chloroformed. Based on what you have told me of your history, I would assume that you are familiar with the supine capture position. If you are asl**p, my men will wake you by grasping your hair and shaking you until you wake. Upon waking, assume the position. If you are awake, assume the position immediately upon hearing my team enter. "Upon finding you, my team will bind you securely, hood you and gag you to prevent you from uttering any cries, either inadvertent or deliberate. You will be carried from the building and into a van. You will leave your luggage behind. I expect that you will have made arrangement to have your luggage put in storage, a task which will be accomplished by my team. "I do not feel the need to explain to you what will happen once you arrive at the Home. That is for you to find out-If you dare. -NATHAN HESS, UBAR OF BYRNWOOD Christina looked at the signature at the bottom of the page. She noticed that next to the Master's signature was a stylized image of a raptor that she immediately identified as a tarn, holding a sword; obviously His seal. She stared at the signature line below His signature, the line on which she would sign away her life. This was her last chance to back out. Then, with sudden decision, she picked up the red fountain pen that had been placed on the desk before her and scribbled in a shaky signature. She breathed out and glanced up to meet the stern eyes of Master Nathan, and was pleased to see a faint smile on his face. "Well done," he said with a nod of approval. "I expect then that I will see you soon."

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