A Kajira

He looked down at her in chains at His feet, "Who are you?"
He asked. "kajira," she whispered softly in reply. "What are you?"
He said to her harshly. "a slave, Master." she once again humbly
replied. "Who's slave?" He asked looking down hard at her.
"Yours, Master." was the soft reply she gave.

He looked down upon her, His eyes softening for a moment at this
beauty that lay so open at His feet. He reached down and lightly
stroked her gentle head. "Yes, little one you are." He said smiling
to Himself. "And you have brought me great pleasure in your
service to me." He said to her as He watched her raise her head
slightly with the pride of knowing she had pleased her Master.
"You have brought honor to me in front of others, with the quickness
of your serve to them." "The respect you have shown to them
while wearing my ko-lar." He said, smiling to Himself at the many
times that His fellow Warriors had told Him how His slave had
brought them food or drink so quickly, and with such honor
to Him upon His absence from His home. Which was why He
had decided to do what it was He was about to do.

"Lesha" He commanded. He watched as this fragile beauty quickly turned
crossing her wrists at her back as she had so many times before.
Turning her head so that He could attach the leash easily upon
her collar around her neck. But instead this time. He slipped
from His pocket a small key. He was about to do what she had
pleaded and begged of Him so many years ago when He had first
captured her. He had decided to set her free. Yes, He knew that
this was an unheard of thing to do but it was also a test one
that could cost Him dearly. He slipped the key into the lock
and turned it, hearing the click of the lock as it released.
As the collar fell open around her neck He heard her gasp
and cry out. Suddenly she turned throwing herself on His feet
kissing them, crying and saying, "oh Master, please, please
tell this lowly one what she has done that would cause you to no
longer want her as your slave, a girl swears by her very life that
she will do better. Please Master don't throw this one out."

He stood firm looking down at her small form laying on His feet, feeling
her hot tears run across His feet as she wept out her plea to Him.
He slowly leaned down, raised he head so that He could look into her
face. She quickly diverted her eyes down respectfully but for the quick
second He saw the pain and hurt that were in them. He said to her
slowly, "you have done nothing wrong, I am setting you free. You
can return to your people. You have served me well and honorably and
as a reward I have decided to allow you to return to your people!"

She looked up into His eyes again for only a fleeting moment. The again the
tears were flowing down her cheeks. "Oh please Master do not do this, a girl
begs of you." was her reply. He said "Tell me why do you not want to return to
your people? Are you ashamed that for these many years you have been
my slave?"

Her answer was quick. "No, Master, no, that is not the reason a girl begs
for you not to do this." she sobbed. "Then tell me what is the reason?" He
demanded. Once again she quickly raised her eyes to His allowing Him to see
the depth of her pain with them she sobbed her answer harder than before.
"Because Master this one loves You, this one has no want but to serve You,
this one has no life unless it is the life that is in service to You, Master.
This one is nothing without You Master. Nor would this one wish to live
anywhere but in Your service Master." He smiled to Himself. This was
the answer He was looking for. He now knew that she was truly "kajira",
one who truly had the pride, love to serve, and please her Master deep
within her.

He smiled at her, then reached down and re-locked the ko-lar around her
neck. "Yes, little one. I hear your pleas and will allow you to continue to
serve me for on this day you have proven to me that you are
truly kajira, and that you are truly My slave."


by {nutmeg}R



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