Putting the boys out on display in a busy Gorean market street to entice in rich female customers
"Well I guess, that answers my question about you being vital or not. Such a shame, girls such as us are out of the question for a kajirus. Your slave heat serves the purpose of amusing women only. Such is a suitable fate for any Gorean man accepting slavery over an honourable death!" Her last words were said in a hiss of disgust.
"Well bye, bye for now slave boy, we must be going. Perhaps we will see you tomorrow evening and get to know one another some more. I am on quite intimate relations with most of the tavern boys. Would you like that?" She gave the bell a flick. They left me in a state of full slave heat, so revealingly displayed to the street, passing on, once again to the next kajirus in line.
The other girl, blew a teasing kiss.
(Now you are worried - as the girls have gone - does that mean so is your chacne of a squirt? Well edge once more and turn the page to find out....)