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put there by Grunt, marking her as his, in the tattered lodge I shared with Cuwignaka, clutched me, gasping, half rearing under me.
    "Do not bite," I warned her, "or you will be beaten."
    She moaned, I felt her fingernails in my arms.
    She sobbed, helplessly, begging wordlessly in my arms for a new thrust.
    She had the helpless passion of a woman broken to slavery. I was pleased that Grunt, her master, let me use her. Canka, too, had encouraged me, Grunt being willing, to please myself with her. The desperate tensions of the strong male must be relieved, and well, else health must be replaced with illness, eccentricity or neuriosis. Perhaps the cruelest deprivation which a master or mistress can inflict on a male slave is to deny him access to soft, warm, yielding female flesh. Every strong man needs one or more slaves.
    "Finish with her, quickly," said Cuwignaka, entering the lodge. "There is much to see. The Isanna, already, have come to the camp. They are in long lines. You must see them! Too, in moments, the medicine party will go forth to cut the pole. Many are going to accompany them. Hurry!"
    Pimples looked at me, wildly, clutching me.
    "Hurry! Finish with her!" said Cuwignaka.
    My hands were hard on the upper arms of Pimples. I made as though to thrust her from me. TEars sprang into her eyes. She whimpered.
    "Hurry!" said Cuwignaka, happily.
    Then, ruthlessly, with power, I did master rites upon the
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    helpeless slave, and she lay sobbing, and shuddering, her legs then drawn up, on the robes on the floor of the lodge. I drew on my tunic and slipped into the moccasins. Cuwignaka thrust back the flap at the entrance to the lodge, on its wooden frame. I glanced back into the lodge. The hides, in places, were worn. Here and there tiny pinpricklelike holes admitted spots of light. Light, too, came through the smoke hole at the apex of the lodge. Later in the day we might roll up the sides of the lodge, some four or five feet. The lodge then, open and airy, becomes transformed into little more than a summery canopy. In the winter it can be insulated with a kailiauk-hide liner. I looked back at the girl. Her skin was mottled deeply with red blotches. Her nipples were in lovely erection. The five strands of heavy, cheap glass beads about her throat glinted. They took the light nicely.
    "Get dressed, if you wish," I said, "and come with us."
    "If master is through with the slave," she said, angrily, "the slave must report back to her master."
    "On your hands and knees," I said. I had not cared for her tone of voice.
    Frightened, she got on her hands and knees, and looked at me. Would she be lashed? Her breasts depened, beautifully.
    I smiled. It is pleasant to see a woman in such a position. It is also a position which is commonly used for neck-chaining them.
    She smiled at me.
    I returned to the interior of the lodge and lifted her up, to her knees. Our lips met. She kissed me avidly, twice. I pressed her back.
    Our eyes met. "A slave is grateful that a maaster deigned to touch her," she whispered.
    "You may come with us, if you wish," I assured her.
    "Perhaps," she smiled.
    "Hurry!" said Cuwignaka, impatiently. "You know she is yours whenever you wish. Grunt has told you as much. Now hurry. There are important things to do!"
    I kissed the girl then, and left her behind me. She would get dressed, donning the brief, simple shirtdress of hide she had been given, and report back, head down and kneeling, to Grunt, her master.
    "Trhow the hoop, throw the hoop, Tatankasa!" cried out a lad.
    I took the hoop and, after two false starts, suddenly flung it to my left. The lad turned swiftly, seeing the movement
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    with his peripheral vision, and fired a small arrow expertly through the rolling object.
    "Eca! WEll done!" i cried. I was truly amazed at the little devil's expertise.
    "Again! Again, Tatankasa!" cried the