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Subject: {ASSM} Slave Raiders Part 4
Date: Tue, 18 Mar 2003 01:10:04 -0500
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"There's no way we can escape them," Kalhune said, looking down at the ominously 
approaching riders. 
 
"No, not with the females on foot," Dalvid agreed. 
 
"We certainly couldn't fight so many," Ragnor reluctantly conceded, but then 
couldn't resist the temptation to add, "I don't see why we don't bring more 
armed troops on these missions!" 
 
"Very well," said Dalvid, knowing what would have to happen, looking over at 
Li'sar. "We will have to abandon the merchandise here. Unfortunate indeed, this 
will be my first failed mission for several years." 
 
But then with a wry grin he added, "but firstly, we will give these females one 
last taste of what real men are made of." 
 
Li'sar had heard what was happening. From the ground, she couldn't see the 
soldiers, but she understood. She wasn't sure what to think. It was crazy of 
course, but she would almost prefer to stay - with this man - than go back to 
the village, where she had felt so isolated in so many ways for so long. 
 
All of a sudden, Dalvid was in front of her, undoing her collar. 
 
"Master, are you going to leave me here?" she asked. Then she couldn't believe 
what she had just asked. 
 
Dalvid looked at her with regret. "Yes. Yes you are going to be left here Li'sar. 
The soldiers will come and take you back to your village. You will be safe." 
 
"Can't I come with you?" she asked. Suddenly wondering what she had asked and why. 
 
He thought for a moment. Could she come with him? She wanted to come with him! 
But, there was just no way. He told himself that if he wasn't careful, his 
juvenile fascination with this slave girl would end with him having a spear 
through his belly. 
 
Further, if he tried to take her, word would get back to his employer of course, 
and his actions would come under question. Then she probably wouldn't even be his
to keep anyhow. Still his mind mulled over. 
 
He ordered for each of the girls to be whipped. A parting gift. A reminder of 
what it was like to serve under a real man. Valuans usually held this tradition 
of 'de-enslavement' with a whipping, where they could. 
 
The men enjoyed watching, but much more nervously now, every now and again they 
looked over their shoulders at the ominously approaching troops. Chantelle was 
whipped, a sound thrashing by Durip, who wasn't losing his form. The same happened 
to Adele. Li'sar was last in line. Dalvid looked at her. What could he do? It 
would cause dissent if he took her. A professional slaver taking interest in the 
slaves, carrying her off like some romantic youth! It was unheard of. 
 
The air was filled with the high-pitched squeals of punished girls. It was now 
Gwendolyne's turn, the tenth girl. 
 
"Hold," ordered Dalvid. "We don't have enough time. I want us all to ride off in 
groups of two or three, in different directions. Ride fast, ride hard. I will 
finish strapping the females myself, and will follow on my own. We will meet two 
days hence, at the tavern in Longhorn village. If anyone is caught, it will be 
me." 
 
His men complied: they were all eager to leave. Dalvid took the strap, and waited
for them to go. After he was sure they had ridden off, he tossed the strap aside. 
"You get a free pass today," he told the relieved Gwendolyne, then he turned to 
Li'sar, "you are coming with me." 
 
He helped her onto his horse, before getting on it himself. Hopefully they would 
not follow him. Hopefully. 
 
He rode fast. She held onto him for dear life, terrified at the speed of his 
horse's gallop. Dalvid kept riding well past dusk, but he grew tired. He looked 
back, and saw the smoke of the campfire of their pursuers. It was ominously close.
He couldn't go much further though; he was exhausted. He would need to rest. 
 
Dismounting, he helped Li'sar off the horse, and moved over to the side of the 
trail. "Lie here with me Li'sar," he told her, "we will keep each other warm 
tonight." He wrapped his cloak around her. She fell asleep quickly, he took 
onger, thinking about what tomorrow would bring, about whether he would still 
have a job this time next week, or indeed whether he would still be alive. 
 
--- 
 
Li'sar awoke slowly from her sleep. She looked over, and saw Dalvid still 
sleeping. She moved away from him. What had she been thinking? Coming with this 
strange man, this man who had watched as she was beaten! Had she been insane? 
She could have been safe by now. Safe! Away from this nightmare! 
 
She quietly got up, and then took his cloak. There was still time. She knew which 
direction the soldiers were in, and she could get back to them, perhaps even 
before he awakened! 
 
She wrapped the cloak around her, glad to cover her nakedness, as she left, half 
walking, half running, trying to be quiet until she was well away from him. 
 
He didn't awaken for the best part of an hour. When he did, he looked around 
horrified. Where was she? She had left! Escaped! He searched for her trail; she 
had headed straight back towards the soldiers. He couldn't tell how long she had 
been gone though. He quickly saddled his horse, and galloped after her. 
 
He too was having second thoughts. He should just forget about her, leave her to 
escape, and head for Longhorn village; there would be more missions with more 
girls. But something in him made him keep up the gallop. 
 
Finally he saw her; wrapped in his cloak, she was coming back toward him. He 
looked down the trail, and saw the dust of the approaching riders. They were 
perhaps only a few miles off. They could be here in little more than ten minutes. 
He held his hand out to her. "Climb up! Now!" he ordered. 
 
She obeyed, taking his hand, and climbing on the back of the horse, trembling. 
"I didn't mean to leave," she blabbered out, "I mean I want to be with you" she 
said. 
 
He didn't answer her, galloping off in silence. She found herself clutching onto 
him for dear life once again. He looked over his shoulder; his quarries were 
gaining on them. They would have to turn off the path into the woods. Perhaps 
there they could lose them. 
 
His horse moved slowly through the forest, but Dalvid comforted himself in the 
knowledge that their horses would too. She started to say something, but he held 
his hand up, as if to tell her to be silent. She complied, and they trudged along 
uncomfortably. 
 
After many hours, Dalvid was satisfied that their quarries had been lost. He was 
too exhausted to continue anyhow. He dismounted, and helped her off the horse. 
 
She started to speak again, but he put a finger on her lips. He seemed to look 
around for a moment, then he picked up a whippy green switch, and sitting on a 
log, silently took her across his knee. He whipped the switch down across her 
bottom, so very hard, again and again. Li'sar found herself staring at the ground,
hearing that horrid whistling sound again and again, as the switch flicked down 
across her naked bottom. 
 
She squealed in pain, writhing and wriggling, but he held her firmly, whipping 
the switch down again and again, painting nasty welts all across her bottom. She 
squealed in pain as it landed again and again. It seemed like forever until he 
let her stand again, to clutch her bottom and cry. 
 
But as he turned away, to drink his ration of water, she looked after him. What 
a man he was! She knew for certain now that she had made the right choice in 
turning back to him.

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