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was sorely tempted, I could tell, but, instead, gave a nearly imperceptible shake of his head. “Not worth killing,” he muttered.
    “Good answer,” I said tersely, and I led my new slave out of the plaza.
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Chapter Two
    IT OCCURRED TO ME, AFTER WE’D MADE OUR WAY A FEW
    paces down the dusty, sun-baked street, that I was now parading a filthy, chained, and also very naked man through the town. Deciding that he’d probably appreciate some clothing at the very least, I stopped and glanced around for a shop. He might have been able to wear some of my tunics, of course, but I hadn’t brought one with me, never dreaming that any slave I bought might come without clothing of his own. Of course, the chains presented a problem, for his wrists were chained to his ankles and would have made it impossible to get a tunic and trousers onto him without first removing them.
    I still held the remote in my hand and looked down to study it. The buttons on it were labeled, but in a language that I couldn’t decipher.
    “Any idea how this thing works?” I asked him. “I suppose I should have asked that little scumbag for the owner’s manual, but at the time, I didn’t think of it.”
    The Zetithian’s reply was simple and to the point.
    “Do not press the star-shaped button.”
    “Oh? And what does that one do?” I inquired.
    “It tightens all of the cuffs.”
    “Even the one around your neck?”
    He nodded in reply.
“Gotcha!” I said with a quick nod. “Don’t touch the star button.” I took a deep breath and went on, “Seems simple enough! What else?”
    “The knobs on the top increase the tightness of the restraints and the length of time that they remain tight.”
    “Which way do you turn it?” I asked. “To release them, I mean.”
    He shrugged. “I do not know.”
    “Well, then how the hell am I ever gonna get all this stuff off of you?” I demanded. “I’m afraid I’ll kill you if I just start experimenting with it!”
    Tilting his head to one side, he regarded me curiously.
    “You plan to remove them?”
    I stared at him with a blank expression. “Do you mean to tell me that he kept these restraints on you all the time?” No way could I go to Statzeel with a man wearing a restraint on his dick! The locals would never understand….
    He shook his head. “Not all at once,” he replied. “But always one. Usually the one on the neck.”
    “A remote choke collar!” I said in a horrified whisper.
    The sort of thing you’d use on a dog—a really nasty dog, too. I shuddered and looked up at him questioningly.
    “You’re not gonna be that much trouble…are you?”
    “I am a slave and a prisoner,” he informed me. “I will attempt to escape.”
    “Well, isn’t that just ducky!” I grumbled. “I might as well just give you this thing and let you go right now!”
    Noting his astonished expression, I went on. “I require the help of someone I can trust, Kittycat! I didn’t pay enough for you to go to a lot of trouble just to make you
stay with me, and I can’t afford to waste any time hunting you down, or trying to keep you in line. I’ve got enough trouble trying to find my sister as it is.”
    I studied his enigmatic face for a long moment before letting out a pent-up breath. This just wasn’t going to work….
    “Well, it was just a thought, anyway. I’ll have to figure out something else. Here,” I said, handing him the remote. “Hold this.” I fished into my pocket and put the other forty credits that I would have paid the Cylopean in his hand. “Good luck to you, my friend,” I said, looping the end of the chain over his arm. “I wish you well.”
    I turned away, hitching my pack up on my shoulder, and set off down the street, leaving him behind. I would simply have to come up with a different plan. I could try to pretend to be a man myself. Perhaps not every man on Statzeel walked around with his dick hanging out, and if they did, I