Background of the Tatrix of Lara

kittelena slave ~ kajira

.....Crying ... the tears streaming down her cheeks...... driving down the back road... the trees all around... I have to get away, have to run as far as I can. How could he do this to me?? How could he leave me for another?.... my heart is broken my soul is gone .. nothing matters anymore. All I could think of was to run... pulling of the side road, as tears blind my eyes, jumping from the car I race into the woods, wanting to be alone with my thoughts, my feelings.... wanting to understand what went wrong. How could he have said he loved me and than she return to pick up where they left off. Well if I must be alone I will be ...running through the trees.....deep into the woods.... with her keen sense of directions she never feared getting lost that was the furthers thing from her mind. Pushing limbs out of the way, winded, exhausted, the sound of cars passing long gone, the sounds of birds taking to the sky from her wild race into the trees were all she could hear, that and the beating of her broken heart....

Up ahead I look and see a stream winding down the Mountainside, puzzled for I don't remember there being one on this side of the Mountain.... slipping to my knees scooping my hand into the water, raising it to my parched lips. Oh the water is so fresh, so clear. Sitting up and looking around ... I have always loved the outdoors! Knowing I was all alone the day warm, the water cool I decided to follow the stream for a ways... it opened to a wide pool with trees and flat rocks on with to bask in the sun. Slipping from her clothes.. wading into the pool of water. This is what I needed. Diving and playing around, hiding the pain in my heart, feeling free once again. To be naked in the wilds .... giggles, this would be the life, I thought !! Climbing out onto the flat rock, I fan my hair about me to dry ...letting the rays of the sun kiss my skin slightly drying me, warming me, caressing me as I try hard not to think of why I was here , of when I must return. A short nap would not hurt there was plenty of time to find my way back..... Dozing off to sleep, hearing the sounds of the birds gently singing to me.

I don't know why but something felt strange.... opening my eyes I gazed around me .... remembering where I was .... only something was different..... I sat up reached for my clothes, Nothing!! where were they? Panic begin to set in. If they were gone that meant someone had been here! This is all I needed to spoil the rest of my day! Well chuckling to myself if I must go home at least I had a blanket in the car. Deciding to make my way back as soon now as I could, whoever had done this could still be around although if they had wanted to do harm I figured it would already have been done. Thinking I was following the path to my car I kept moving ever forward. I picked up speed racing through the woods like a wood nymph knowing I should have reached my car by now, only nothing looked familiar and no road, nothing but a meadow.... this puzzled me. Here I was lost!! Great!! now what? My stomach was growling, I was naked, although having napped I still felt tired as if I had journeyed long and hard. Crossing the meadow I happen to see what looked like a strange little city.... No this could not be ! Not here ! in the middle of nowhere !... I stood staring at a site I knew not how to describe..... hearing a noise behind me I turned and looked .... Seeing this huge Man , knowing I was naked before his eyes... I took flight .... running to the nearest building , hoping a lady would see me and offer help..... I quietly entered.... no one was inside...... exhausted but knowing I could get help .... I moved into the room......startled by the voice I heard behind me I froze..... the Man had followed and I was trapped..."Why did you run slave?" he said. "Slave?" I thought .... What was going on? Was I on a movie set? that had to be it.... I turned my head slightly and started to speak.... He touched my shoulder ... softly said ..."You are not of Gor!" My mind was playing tricks on me, Gor? I had heard of this story , read of Gorean slaves, but Gor ?? in Real Life?

He told me his name was Rask and that I may address him as Master Rask That the city I was in would not be for me.... He looked me over well.... I wanted to ask questions but he reassured me I was not on Earth , the Priest Kings had brought me here to learn to serve, to be a slave, to find what I truly seek in this world..His words soothed me for a time for I felt all alone. Broken...lost.....unwanted....he spoke of the city of Baren Touhk and all it would do for me .If only I truly wished it .... caressing me softly I forgot I was without clothes, needing the comfort of his touch I turned to him....Kissing me softly caressing me, making me feel a woman again. He took me to the furs... laying me down and making sweet love to me .... I knew in my heart I could enjoy this way of life. Anything would be better than the pain I had been through , and if this was a dream I would enjoy it to the fullest.. Reality had not sank in , I was on Gor.... I was to be a slave... Master Rask said he would not abandon me. But be there to help me till I no longer needed him. The journey began. Was long and hard but he never let me down, never lost patience with me. The many things I was doing wrong he gently taught me the right way . Beginning with my speech .. A slave is who this one was and she no longer had to fear. Leaving her old name behind along with her old way of life... her journey complete for now ... She enters the city of Baren Touhk.... now known as kittelena.... at times as helpless as a kitten yet her claws are sharp, her senses keen, her touch gentle.. aye.... kittelena.....a slave ..... her heart once broken will now fill with the willingness to serve, to seek a Master who will love her, teach her, help her grow ..... mold her yet not break her spirit..... for she can be free and feisty.....yet soft and subdued...she cries, laughs, but most of all giggles..... for her spirit is free....... free of the pain she once felt... free to be Gor .... to be a slave.......the slave.......kittelena.......