are gladiators?”
The creature ‟ s eyes narrowed assessingly. “You like dim Hirachi?”
Loren felt a wave of cold wash over her. She thought she managed a credible show of indifference, however. Not that she was particularly interested, but she had a bad feeling that it could be really dangerous, possibly for both her and the men, if „fish-man ‟ Lecur got the idea she was. “I was just curious. One of them said something about fighting. I didn ‟ t realize that was what he meant. Do you get to go to the fights?”
“You like see men try kill each other?”
Loren felt the blood leave her face. Nausea rolled through her. “I don ‟ t know. What sort of fighting do they do?”
“Try kill each other…sometimes to de death. Sometimes not.”
“I ‟ ve…I ‟ ve never seen that kind of fight,” Loren responded, unable to maintain any appearance of interest even though it had seemed to divert the creature.
The creature shrugged. “Hirachi no do dat. Refuse. Make Lecur angry, very angry. Just beat down till can ‟ t get up no more. He threaten kill dem. Dey no care. Still refuse. But dey good fighters. Bring much men to watch, much money.”
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It seemed to her that the female was saying that Lecur was already unhappy with them. She sure as hell didn ‟ t want to add to it!
Fortunately, there were new arrivals before the concubine could interrogate Loren any further. She turned at the sound of the door opening and watched as Lecur and his guards brought in Karen and an alien woman. There was another Hirachi with him and three that looked to be the same species as the alien woman.
Surprise and uneasiness flickered through Loren when, instead of leaving the two women, he summoned her. Trying to tell herself that this was a good thing—her removal from the harem—Loren moved closer to Karen. They were ushered out and down the stairs again, but they didn ‟ t stop at the „ground ‟ floor. They descended another flight and she discovered a vast
„basement ‟… that was filled with males of several different species, all of them huge and most of them really, really scary looking.
The worst, she discovered, was yet to come. Beaming, Lecur motioned the gladiators closer and invited them to examine the prizes he ‟ d bought for them. Loren and Karen exchanged a horrified glance but they were completely surrounded within moments. Loren didn ‟ t know about the others, but she was pinched and patted and stroked until she was ready to scream. One of the other women did. She didn ‟ t know if it was Karen or the alien female, but Lecur called a halt and told them they ‟ d had enough time to examine the prizes.
The gladiators drew back, but with obvious reluctance. Loren was shaking like a leaf in strong wind by that time.
“Winners de next games get night wid de prizes!” Lecur announced.
Loren, Karen, and the alien woman looked at each other in absolute horror. All Loren could think, though, was that her mother had always said to be careful what she wished for and that she was very, very sorry that she ‟ d wished so desperately to get out of the harem!
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Chapter Three
Loren had never been as excited about clothes before in her life. She was so grateful when she was finally pushed into a cell-like room and given a „handkerchief ‟ to cover herself with she felt like weeping for joy. It barely covered her from shoulder to groin and it looked like it had been made out of tissue paper, and she wasn ‟ t given anything at all to cover her genital area, but it was something!
She was less happy about the accommodations. To be more accurate, she was less happy about the location of her accommodations. Apparently Lecur had decided they would stir the men up a lot more if they were close enough to look at whenever the mood struck them. There were bars for a door, which was somewhat reassuring at least in the sense that the gladiators couldn ‟ t actually get to her, but there was next