"Sirs!" called the former free woman from the block.
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"Succor! I beg succor! Behold me! I am not what I seem! I am a free woman, free!" Somewhere in the crowd a man laughed.
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610
"No!" she cried.
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"I am free! I am a free woman mistakenly, wrongly, brought before you, thusly exposed and degraded, as though I might be a naked slave! I am a free woman! I am the Lady Melanie of Brundisium.
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Fellow citizens, give me succor! I am in grievous distress! I call upon some noble, gallant citizen of Brundisium to rescue me! Please, please!" "Well," called the auctioneer to the crowd, "it will take at least thirty-five copper tarsks to rescue her!" There was laughter from the crowd.
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"I will rescue her for the whip!" called a man.
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"Thirty-six tarsks!" "And I will rescue her for my pleasure gardens!" called a fellow.
"Sirs!" called the former free woman from the block.
"Succor! I beg succor! Behold me! I am not what I seem! I am a free woman, free!" Somewhere in the crowd a man laughed.
"No!" she cried.
"I am free! I am a free woman mistakenly, wrongly, brought before you, thusly exposed and degraded, as though I might be a naked slave! I am a free woman! I am the Lady Melanie of Brundisium.
Fellow citizens, give me succor! I am in grievous distress! I call upon some noble, gallant citizen of Brundisium to rescue me! Please, please!" "Well," called the auctioneer to the crowd, "it will take at least thirty-five copper tarsks to rescue her!" There was laughter from the crowd.
"I will rescue her for the whip!" called a man.
"Thirty-six tarsks!" "And I will rescue her for my pleasure gardens!" called a fellow.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )