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Yana kneels before her Master
DIR By: Yana{HoL}
Date: March 23, 2026, 1:08 pm
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3/23/26 08:06:40 am)
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
ALL: The Hall had remained quiet. And so the naked slave had
remained upon its periphery, finding a spot where she could be
alone with her thoughts, at least until it showed signs of life.
She supposed that in days to come she would not have luxury of
standing idle, but for now she simply observed, this in truth
not being dissimilar to how she had spent time at the Market in
her previous life. Or perhaps everyone had left for the Fair
that started in a matter of days.
03/23/26 08:09:49 am)
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
ALL: She had thought that she heard a noise, had apparently been
mistaken, for it seemed that the Great Hall of the House of
Lycus remained empty. maybe it had been her imagination, her
mind playing tricks on her.
(03/23/26 08:19:28 am)
...Merchant of Love...
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: It was early yet in the House but
Marcus was given to early rising. He was also given to quiet
footfalls. So he observed his newest slave kneeling in the
shadows and watching the Great Hall - one of many bare flanked
sluts intended to greet visitors and display the wares and
wealth of the House of Lycus. Still, it was she he approached,
clearing his throat to announce his presence.
"Follow me, Yana. Come kneel before me in Nadu before my
throne." And with that he turned and approached his chair on the
dais by the great fireplace. The reception area where he usually
met potential customers.
03/23/26 08:24:09 am)
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love...: And all of a sudden the Hall was not
empty....your shadow then looming large over her, making her
wonder guard how long you had been here, watching, before making
your presence known.
"Yes, Master." The words were starting to feel more familiar now
as she peeled away from the pillar and moved towards your
Throne, bare feet carrying her across the rugs until she was
before that dais that you ascended, the naked blonde then
lowering herself down, to her knees, in a ripple of flesh, the
brand burned into her thigh causing a little discomfort as she
settled into a kneel but not enough to cause her to wince as
thighs parted wide and ass came to rest on her heels, her spine
arching as her hands found place on her knees, a moment's
hesitation before she placed palms downwards - if you wished
them otherwise doubtless she would soon know.
And then for the first time in her life the slave Yana knelt
before a Man in the position of the pleasure slave.
03/23/26 08:54:50 am)
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: He smiled and nodded approval. "Good.
You learn quickly and take direction well. Many strong-willed,
intelligent women do not, oddly enough. And I do think you are
both of those."
He reclined in his seat and observed her a moment, taking in
every detail. Of course as a practiced slaver the sight of bare
flesh by itself did not spark the usual reactions in a Man of
Gor. At least, he had learned to repress the natural urges to do
what comes, well, naturally when confronted with such beauty.
But he also watched her, not to assess her value in silver and
gold, but to see how she reacted to being watched.
To see if her nipples came to a natural firmness under the gaze
of her Master. To see if there was a tell-tale glisten between
her thighs - another fact more readily revealed by the waxed
womanhood. He had no doubt that Yana would try to be a good
slave for him. To be whatever he wished of her and what he'd
spoke of before Ydril had entered the binding circle boldly.
The question was if there was a natural slave fire long
repressed that was burning even now just from his look and her
pose.
03/23/26 08:59:09 am)
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love...: "Thank you Master." Her voice was low as
she again acknowledged compliment, this time two fold. It was
true, Ydril ze Omun would have undoubtedly described herself as
strong willed and intelligent, and those traits could not vanish
in the blink of an eye, yet that intelligence and will now
guided how she carried herself here. For this was Gor. The
circumstances in which she found herself slave were not in
dispute, for she had entered a Slaver's House of her own accord,
made a wager , one that she had lost. Narrowly lost. But lost
nonetheless. And so full force of Gorean law pressed down upon
her shoulders. She was a slave. Your slave. You could do with
her as you pleased, even kill her, for any reason. Or for no
reason at all other than it simply pleased you to do so.
And so she would kneel. She would learn. She would serve. But
she would also consider the words spoken before Ydril entered
the circle. The game discussed then.
03/23/26 09:07:23 am
Marcus Lycus
--- Caste of Slavers---
.:|The House of Lycus|:.
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
YanaProperty of the Hous: Marcus nodded, noting the subtle
shiver. He could not read her thoughts, of course. But he could
guess quite well. For he too was thinking of the night she was
branded. How she'd been splayed out, bound to the wooden X-frame
in the local blacksmith's forge. How he had placed hands upon
her for the first time to relax her and steady her for what was
to come. How she'd squirmed but calmed herself admirably. And
how she had moved her hips to follow his hand, begging without
words for him to claim what was his.
No doubt be would. Someday. Once he'd had occasion to take the
local Physician up on her offer to treat her girls and
administer the slave wine. And perhaps a bit more.
"You are beautiful," he said finally. "And you kneel well now.
Scars on a bond maid are not uncommon but I suspect yours are
distinctive enough that those who hunted Lady Ydril may be
confused. We will have to do something about that. I will
consult with the Physician in Freeport on this point. Small
village it may be, they have a rather talented Doctor from Port
Kar who has offered her services to me. I know it is possible
for some Physicians to heal a brand. Perhaps something may be
done to make you less identifiable... though I think in time you
will be distinctive still."
With that, he stood from his throne and approached her, running
a hand through the golden locks on the side of her head. "Today,
unless cinnabun has other training for you, you may stay here in
the Great Hall. Practice your poses. I am sure you know some
beyond Tower and Nadu. And when I return, we may run through
every display you have learned." He smiled down at her warmly
before making his way from the Hall, leaving the newly-forged
slave to her own thoughts again.
(03/23/26 09:14:55 am)
Yana
Property of the House of Lycus
Restricted to the House
.:|MPG|:.:|PoD|:.
House of Lycus - Great Hall
-=is somewhere within, visiting or conducting business in the
Great Hall of the House of Lycus.=-
...Merchant of Love...: "Thank you Master." Cheeks colored
slightly at being called beautiful. Such a reaction would have
been unbecoming of a Free Woman of course. But then she was no
longer a Free Woman. She was slave.
She nodded then. She was familiar with the Physician in
Freeport, the Lady Kardelen, they had conversed from time to
time, in the Market. elsewhere, Ydril had conversed with her.
But then, Ydril have conversed with many people. It was
inevitable that Yana would encounter some of them. Perhaps the
Lady Kardelen would be the first that she would have to call
'Mistress' or 'Master'. As for the removal of the scar
itself...Ydril ze Omun bore that scar as reminder of the day
that she had nearly died, the day that two she urts had entered
a cave and only one had emerged....removing the scar....that
would remove a part of who Ydril had been...but of course Yana
would have no say in the matter, although of interest was what
you said about brands before you rose, gave your command, the
slave girl answering in the only way possible "Yes, Master."
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