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  The Paga Diaries (29) Dedicated to Emma of Gor for midwifing, and Tracker of Gor for nurturing, the Diaries 29. Three Kajirae 1. Preparations After several ihn, the auctioneer stammered, "S... Sold f... for f... fifty silver tarsks. Dira, naked, coated in perspiration, her large -- American 'D' -- breasts heaving, her firm abdomen pulsing, her big shoulders and love cradle shimmying, had just auctioned herself in a performance sure to be reminisced in Argentum paga taverns for years to come. Dario, a Guardsman I knew from sword practice, approached Dira, holding her posture of submission, hesitated and then bound her wrists. The crowd roared. Men, including the Merchant, the last losing bidder, congratulated the Builder, the winning bidder. Dario put his arm around Dira, lifted her to her feet, cupped her breast before closing to stroke her rear flank, and said, "By the Priest Kings, Dira, that was the most incredible auction I've ever seen!" Sweat...