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Today would be my first day out with Damin and the rest of them, and I intended to make the best of it. New black leather and black silk garments, beautiful silver bangles, charms, rings, necklaces, and earrings, a pair of black leather boots, and the most divine little whip, all black leather and silver. I smiled again, thinking of the impression I would make. My ebony hair and pale complexion, especially when placed beside Damin's tan and brown, would be striking. Four of my carriers picked up their respective poles and I nodded. The gate swung open and our little procession poured out into the street. My ista'hey, my litter, with a man to carry and a man to trade off with him chained to each end of each pole; the two collared girls, one on each side, with their tray of sweets and their jug of what would look like a fine white wine but was merely white grape juice, each one ready to serve Damin and I; the two guards who followed behind, their swords strapped to their hips and their rather impressive shields on their backs; another litter, smaller, for Jenna; and of course a girl for Jenna's use... as I looked back on the troop who served me I laughed out loud. I would not have looked at all out of place in the days of chivalry, but in 1997 I was bound to turn some heads! "Rahani Lissa, are you sure you want to do this?" Damin was watching me with a rather curious expression on his face. I nodded. Nothing could keep me from this day. And of course even if Damin didn't care for it now, he had to go along; he'd addressed me as Lady, but it could as well have been Mistress. I owned him, and he knew it. Turning forward again I asked, "You do know what you're to do?" He looked down and shrugged, then answered, "I know the role I play today. You don't need to worry about that." I nodded again, slowly, then raised a hand. Our little party halted and I waited until they were all looking at me before I spoke.

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"From now until we are back to my residence, the only language spoken is Firetongue, with a few exceptions. I believe you know what I have planned. If anyone except myself, Damin, or Jenna speaks English I'll tear your tongue out by the roots. And if you have some idea regarding an abrupt termination of our contract, hoping that publicity'll make me let you get away with it, you'd damn well better think again. I hold you. I own you. And you know that if you break faith with me now I can, and will, destroy you." I lay back, watching Damin closely. He still would not look at me. I bit my lip and whispered for his ears alone, "You know what I can do." That got to him; he blanched and looked up, then bowed his head and crossed his wrists in submission. Each of my motley band had sworn themselves to me, binding themselves with every oath that I thought necessary. And many were necessary. Only a month earlier one of my girls had tried to run away. I waited to punish her until I could gather all of my 'slaves'. Rhea, the runaway, was caged and placed in front of all of them. Then I reminded her of her oaths and gave her one chance to beg for forgiveness and return to my service. She refused. Within two minutes she was dead. No, I didn't touch her, or have any of my people kill her. Some of the oaths I've set are pretty damn binding. By refusing my offer, she destroyed herself, burning alive from the inside out. It took two days to get the smell of charred flesh out of the room, but since then I haven't had any others try to disobey. Damin though... He had come to me of his own free will, swearing only as a joke. The oaths held, but now he wasn't happy with them. I could have set him free, but I don't give up that easy. Instead, I told him that if I found a replacement for him I would release him. It was hard for him to know that his leaving would bring another into the same bondage, but Damin is very fond of freedom. He was growing used to the idea, and I didn't like that. I'd grown to like that boy, I had; and I intended to keep him. I waved the carriers onward and turned again to watch Damin. He was still in a submissive posture, head down, wrists crossed, neck bared. I ran a gentle hand down his spine, feeling his muscles shift through the thin vest that was the only shirt I allowed him. He was much too fine to cover up. His trousers were done for a similar reason. They were tight down just past his crotch, then they turned into those delightful harem pants. When he wore them he was on display, and he knew it. Of course, that only made his better parts more obvious. Damin always did get a kick out of being watched. I shook my head almost angrily.

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"You know I'm going to hate to loose you, lover boy. You still sure you want to leave?" I traced the curve of his jaw, feeling him clench his teeth and bite back an angry retort. After a second he unclenched and I sat back, waiting for his answer. "Rahani Lissa, iri kquen kajira!" His short burst of Firetongue was still impolite enough that I slapped him. He ducked his head again while I returned to my thoughts. 'Lady, I'm not a slave' indeed! He was now, but clearly he didn't like that. I shrugged it off and paid more attention to the houses we were passing. It was tourist season, mid-summer, and the little beach town was swarming with tourists down on the main roads. We were still far enough away from the center of town that there were only a few cottages and houses, but already we were attracting attention. A few people had come out of their shacks and were following at a discreet distance. Residents, with better sense than to interrupt someone who looked like I did. But a few houses more and we'd hit rentals, and tourists. I nodded politely at a lady walking her dog, ignoring her strange looks. These people were not the ones I wanted. I had seen them all before. It was the new blood that attracted me. "Hey miss, what's with the parade?" A rather cocky nasal voice intruded from behind a large jeep. As we passed it I saw a tubby man, beer in hand, standing on the driveway beside his out-of-state car. I turned to Damin and muttered, "Linta a'lani cir-soki ptom." He bowed and called out in an obvious accent, "The Lady is hunting. Not is it parade." The fat tourist laughed in that disgusting voice and replied, "Shit, shoulda known. You're not from around here, are you." Damin glanced at me and I nodded imperceptibly.

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"The Lady is owner of hill land, na-ptom. Not is foreign." The slob laughed again confusedly, wondering whether he'd just been insulted or not. Oh, Damin could easily have spoken perfect English, and of course na-ptom is literally 'not man'... but this way I would find it easier to get what I wanted and Damin could throw in a slight insult without having anyone take offense. For a free adult to be addressed like that by a slave would have earned the slave ten lashes when we were home. Here, though, Damin could insult the tourists as much as he pleased, with my blessing. I raised my hand and we moved on. We were closer to the main street now, and already there were perhaps fifteen people behind us. I could hear them talking; some wondering why everyone was wearing an iron collar except me, or why the carriers were chained to their poles; others were admiring the three slave girls who carried refreshments, and their near-lack of clothing. I had dressed them in the sheerest, fanciest harem girl outfits I could lay my hands on, and that was paying off. Of course, they were clothed well enough that their three main points were unviewable, but the rest was deliciously revealed with see-through cloth and skin-baring pieces. And of course, there was no shortage of people who were wondering who I was.

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