"Ah," said Lady Claudia, softly, admiringly.
Lady Publia straightened her body, pleased.
"Did you notice how she could do that, on her knees?" I asked Lady Claudia. "The garment is designed to allow that. You could perhaps imagine the difficulty of getting out of the customary robes of concealment while on your knees." "She is so beautiful," said Lady Claudia.
"You removed your garment well, Lady Publia," I said. "Doubtless you have practiced it many times. If I were a Cosian, however, I think you would have done it somewhat less insolently."
"Doubtless," she said.
"Under different circumstances," I said, "and if we had more time, it might be interesting to put you in a bit of slave silk, and teach you how to disrobe properly before a man."
She tossed her head.
"What formulas had you in mind to use to the Cosians?" I asked.
"I do not know what you are talking about," she said.
"Doubtless you rehearsed them well," I speculated.
She looked at me, angrily.
"Formulas?" asked Lady Claudia.
"'I bare my breasts before you. Make me a slave, "I surrender to you, naked. Spare me. I beg bondage, "I have endeavored to conceal my true nature from men, that I am a slave. Visit justice upon me, "I have stripped myself before you. let me live, that I may serve you as the most abject and loving of slaves, and such sayings," I said.
"Such saying stir my belly," said Lady Claudia.
"That is because it is the belly of a slave!" snapped Lady Publia.
"It would be easy enough to tell," I said, "if your belly, too, is that of a slave. I need only place my hand on you, and have you say such things, slowly, deeply and with feeling."
She regarded me with horror.
"But you are, of course, a free woman," I said.
"Yes!" she said. "Yes!" I saw then the nature of her belly, that she feared it would betray her.
"Had you never considered such sayings?" I asked Lady Claudia.
"Yes," she said, smiling, "often, but I had never really thought of them in such a formal way."
"But you never dared to kneel naked before a man, and say such things?" "No," she said, shyly. "I was much afraid. Bondage is a great step for a woman. It is so absolute, and different. It is natural for her to fear it. And now that I long to do so, he who is to me as master has forbidden it. It seems he wants to keep me as a free woman, at least for a time, for some reason."
That was true. I had my reasons.
"What did you expect to do," I asked, "if any, Cosians, or others, in darkened buildings or flaming streets, came upon you?"
"I had thought I would have had my letter of safety," she said.
"Do you think looting soldiers would have stopped to read your letter?" I asked. "Perhaps not," she smiled.
"So what would you have done?" I asked.
"What I suppose most any woman would do," she said. "I would have stripped myself and knelt, begging to be kept as a slave. Then, if I were fortunate, I suppose I would soon thereafter, my hands bound behind me, be following my master, on a cord and nose ring."
"It is not unlikely," I said.
"Slave!" hissed Lady Publia.
We then regarded Lady Publia, kneeling there, naked, in the straw, her tags back over her calves.
She had beautiful eyes and hair, and features. She had a marvelous belly, breasts, and thighs, a luscious love cradle. Women are so incredibly, so inutterably beautiful! They have been made for seizing in one's arms, and owning and collaring.
"She is very beautiful," said Lady Claudia.
I studied Lady Publia closely, to her acute discomfort, as she looked away, frightened, not wanting to meet my eyes. Yes, I thought, it is true, she is very beautiful, and those small, white limbs would look well in shackles, and that face, those breasts and thighs would exhibit well on the block, under the torches of an auction.
"Very beautiful," said lady Claudia.
"No more so than you," I said.
"Am I truly so beautiful," asked Lady Claudia.
"Yes," I said.
Lady Claudia put down her head, shyly.
I supposed it would not do to tell Lady Claudia, as she was still a free woman, but she was actually, at this time, at any rate, far more beautiful than Lady Publia. This was because she had now begun to get in touch with her womanhood. In the past few days in the cell she had begun to discover herself; she had begun to learn her femaleness.
"But you are a slave," snarled Lady Publia.
"Yes," whispered Lady Claudia, speaking not her legal status but her truth. Lady Publia laughed, scornfully.
Lady Claudia lowered her head, shamed.
I wondered if Lady Publia thought her own truth was different. She, too, after all, was a female.
"Slave!" sneered Lady Publia.
Lady Claudia did not respond.
In general physical characteristics, such as their height and figure, their eyes and hair, their complexion and such, they were rather similar.
Lady Publia regarded Lady Claudia scornfully.
Lady Claudia did not meet her eyes.
I thought they might look well, particularly if Lady Publia were improved, as a brace of slaves. Sometimes one can get more for two girls together, as a brace, each reinforcing or enhancing, or setting off, the other in some way, than one could get for them both, sold separately. To be sure, many buyers, when they buy more than one item, expect a discount on one or both of the items.
"Turn about now," I said to Lady Public, "and go to your stomach, as you were before, with your arms at your sides, the palms up."
She did so, and now lay as she had before except that now she was stripped. "You are a free woman, as I understand it," I said. "Yes!" she said.
I put her hair behind her back, over her shoulders.
"And what, then," I asked, "would you have done, if Cosians had come upon you?" "I am a free woman!" she said. "I am not a slave! I would never have surrendered!"
"I do not like her, Master," said Lady Claudia. "And I would not be as she. I would find that disgusting and terrible, as well as ultimately barren and miserable."
"I am not sure there are free women," I said, "except in a trivial legal sense." "I am such a woman!" cried Lady Publia.
"How such women shame women such as I, who are weak and needful, and loving," said Lady Claudia.
"In your weakness and need, and love," I said, "in your honesty, and truth, you are a thousand times stronger, and greater, then such caricatures of women, then such travesties of women, then such pseudomales and facsimile men, denying themselves and their feelings, holding themselves rigid, not daring to feel or be themselves."
"But men keep women such as I powerless," she said, touching her thigh. "Yes," I said, "and you love it."
"Yes," she whispered, frightened, looking down, trembling with emotion. I gathered together the scarflike material she had had wrapped turbanlike about her head, her veil and her "rags," and handed them to Lady Claudia. "What are you doing?" asked the prisoner.
"Put these over there, by the rope, and the leash and collar," I said to Lady Claudia.
She obeyed. She then returned, to be beside me.
"There are trumpets outside," said Lady Claudia, suddenly.
"It is another assault," I said. Almost simultaneously there were raised thousands of cheers.
"There are your friends, the Cosians," I said to Lady Publia.
"They are not my friends!" she said.