Her body stiffened as he covered her in the fur, but welcomed the warmth it brought combined with his body heat. She quietly thanked him. She could feel herself calming slightly, but shut her eyes tightly as the Tarn began to climb even higher. She could feel her stomach sink. She'd never experienced anything such as this before, and fear dominated her. She was somewhat comforted as he began to speak once more, or at least happy to be distracted temporarily. She listened as he spoke, nodding lightly. "I would definitely call stripping someone down to nothing, chaining them to the bottom of a cage for hours upon hours, and whipping and beating them the second they don't get something right over doing it. If that's 'the basics of what my new life is to be', I wouldn't call that being more free than a free woman on earth." She spoke more sadly than disrespectfully. She could sense kindness in him, and that he really was trying to help calm her fears, but she found little comfort. She felt so stuck, and helpless.<br/><br/>She sat and listened quietly as he continued to tell her of the slaves of Gor, the freedom they had. He told her of the 'special' relationship a master and a slave shared. "On Earth we would call that a husband and wife. There are a few differences, however. Marriage on Earth is a partnership, not one party being held against their will and humiliated. There's mutual support. But perhaps the biggest difference is love." She said, her voice small. She could feel her throat burning wonce more, her eyes beginning to water. She'd always dreamed of finding her own prince charming. She'd have to beatiful wedding and elegant dress. She would have the perfect marriage just like her parents had. But now she'd been kidnapped off to some strange planet to be someone's slave. She gently wiped away the tears as he inquired of her life on earth. "It was me, my mama and my papa. I stayed on with them, even after my eighteenth birthday. They owned a small bakery and we ran it as a family. Everything was so happy.  But about a year after I'd turned eighteen, a war broke out in Greece. Goverments warred against each other. Someone on the opposing side had started a fire in one of our storage houses, only hoping to cut off our food supply. But soon the fire spread. It just continued to burn. In a panic, I ran back to our bakery to find my parents, but a larger man collided with me as he headed the other direction. The last thing I remember was  hitting the ground and everything going black. God knows how long after, I woke up in a small cage , chained up and naked. That must've been about a six days ago." She said, her voice shaking as she spoke.