Black Beauty[1]
Peony D. Beckside
With appreciation and thanks to John Norman for creating the wonderful world or Gor, in which this story is set. Also to ‘Emma of Gor’, the fanfic blogger, for the use of some of her characters and concepts.
Chapter Six: Denouement!
Master’s popularity these days is almost frightening! Everywhere he goes he is mobbed. I hear many cries of ‘Castartius for Ubar!’, Be the best Ubar, Castartius, etc. So flocked by well-wishers is he, that if I’m not to be lost in the throng I must be kept on a leash. As a barbarian, an Earth-girl slut, I should be so offended, incensed by that. After all, it’s only dogs, and other animals that are leashed. I giggle to myself. Here on Gor, I am an animal, only an animal, legally so anyway. Such is my love for Master that being on his leash is almost like an honour!




