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"Making her choose to obey him is a good deal worse than even a
hard
beating would have been," Killen answered without moving any
closer. "The
girl will end up conditioned to do exactly as she's told, you wait and
see
if she isn't."
"Ennie may very well end up conditioned, but I don't think the job
will be
as easy to accomplish as you and your friend seem to think," Tain
responded after a brief hesitation. "Her entire life until now has
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conditioned her to expect to get her way in everything, and I
seriously
doubt if she'll give up that stance without a fight. And what happens
if
she figures out that you work for the same people I do? That will
explode
this whole game sky high."
"I don't want that happening, but it could," Killen acknowledged.
"Right
now the girl is too distracted with everything happening to realize
how
unlikely it is that she was brought straight to where you are, but
once
she calms down some the thought will probably occur to her.
You're not to
tell her that the two of you have been rescued no matter what she
says or
does."
"I never intended to tell her," Tain said, speaking the truth even
though
she felt an odd reluctance to stay with the decision. "Ennie can't be
counted on to remember what she should and shouldn't say or do,
but what
if she can't handle accepting what she'll think will be her new place
for
the rest of her life? If she freaks out we may have to tell her."
"I'll take care of what she's told, assuming I decide she needs to be
told
anything," Killen said at once, his tone sober. "You're just another
slave, so it isn't your place to make decisions and act on them. Do
you
understand me?"
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"Certainly," Tain said with a nod, glad the man sat behind her rather
than
in a place where he might have been able to see her face. She'd
had to
clamp down hard on the urge to use words of one syllable to
remind him
that she had more field experience than he did, but her suspicious
mind
saved her just in time. The way he kept rubbing her nose in the fact
of
his being in charge meant he was definitely up to something, and
losing
her temper would be a lame way of finding out what that something
was.
"I'm glad you do understand, because what I said is an order,"
Killen
responded, obviously still pushing. "If this thing blows up in my face
it
will be because of something I did, not because of someone else's
mistake.
And now I think it's time we got ready for bed. We want to get an
early
start tomorrow."
"I'm already ready," Tain answered, but before she could get to her
feet
she was stopped in an unexpected way. Killen's arms came to
circle her,
and then she was pulled back and across his folded legs.
"No, I'm afraid you aren't quite ready," Killen disagreed as she
gasped in
surprise. "Just lie still and don't try to stop in any way what's going
to
be done. It won't take long, and then we can go to our tent."
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Tain parted her lips to demand to know what he was talking about,
but the
answer came to her before she made the mistake of responding in
anger.
Knowing, really knowing what was going to happen made her want
to scream
and fight to avoid Killen's intention, but she wouldn't have followed
through even without being under orders not to resist. If he wanted
her
angry, that was the last thing she could afford to -
"Good girl," Killen said, ignoring the gasp that had been forced out
of
her when he put a new insertion into her bottom. "Now we're
ready, so
let's go to bed."
Tain moved as slowly as possible when she stood up, but that
didn't help
much. The insertion began to work on her at once, a reaction that
came as
no surprise. Killen put the fire out before coming to lead the way to
the
second tent, his hand on her wrist making her walk faster than was
in the
least comfortable. But all Tain could do was snarl on the inside and
promise herself that one day she would find the perfect way to get
even
with Mr. Jake Killen!
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5
Jake Killen wasn't happy. He'd finally gotten a reaction from Tain,
but
not the one he'd been looking for. She'd flatly refused to put on the
outfit she'd been given, and the defiance he'd seen in her pretty blue
eyes had been something he couldn't overlook or excuse. It had
almost been
as if she were challenging him, and Jake Killen wasn't at all used to
turning down a challenge.
So he'd answered the challenge instead, announcing that he meant
to punish
her at some later time. Once the words were spoken he couldn't
very well
take them back, but the look of disgust she'd given him had made
him wish
he could. If it were possible to erase spoken words as easily as
those
written in pencil or in the dust&
But erasing a rash decision just wasn't possible, not unless you
wanted to
look like a fool. Jake never worried much about what he looked
like to
others, but Tandro had heard his promise and there might be
trouble with
the native if Jake backed down. Jake needed Tandro's backing
when they
reached the town they were headed toward, so Tain would not be
getting
away with defying him.
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As they rode along, Jake eyed the gathering clouds less with
suspicion
than with the hope of being distracted. Tain had been doing better
than
he'd expected with obeying him, acting as if she didn't much care
what he
told her to do. Why, then, had she gone so far as to ignore him
when he
told her to put on that outfit?
She hadn't enjoyed having that insertion put in her bottom last night,
but
the explosion he'd expected and had been hoping for never came.
Instead
she'd saved her reaction for this morning, out where Tandro could
see her
rather than taking advantage of the privacy the tent provided. It
was
almost as if the woman knew how arousing she looked in those
skimpy
so-called clothes, but that was ridiculous. Of course she didn't
know what
sight of her like that did to him&
"I think it's time we had our lunch," Tandro said from where he
rode to
Jake's right, the words as lazy as most of the things he said. "Our
slaves
ought to be hungry enough themselves to react properly to the
sight,
teaching them the easy way that whether or not they starve is
entirely our
decision. If they don't behave themselves they won't be fed."
"Your little brat may learn that lesson, but I don't think mine will,"
Jake answered, speaking softly. "She isn't the same as yours, and
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the idea
of starving doesn't intimidate her. You do understand, I hope, that
my
kitten isn't like most other women."
"I still have trouble understanding how your people can trust a
female
with a really important job," Tandro said, his dark eyes showing
that he
wasn't joking about being troubled. "It's perfectly obvious that if we
keep on enslaving women at the rate it's now being done all the
best women
will soon be unavailable for breeding, but that's a different matter
entirely."
"Actually, you're talking about another side of the same problem,"
Jake
said, glad to be discussing a topic he hadn't wanted to bring up
himself.
"If you raise women to believe that cooking and cleaning is all
they're
capable of, you won't find many who can be used for something
else. But if
you raise women to believe they can do anything that takes their
interest,
you're actually doubling the number of hands available to raise your
world
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