rh.conanthewarrior-第17部分
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But her cry had been echoed and； twisting her head about； Valeria； through the tears and stars that partly blinded her； saw Techotl limping after them。
Olmec turned with a snarl； shifting the woman to an unfortable and certainly undignified position under one huge arm； where he held her writhing and kicking vainly； like a child。
〃Olmec！〃 protested Techotl。 〃You cannot be such a dog as to do this thing！ She is Conan's woman！ She helped us slay the Xotalancas； and…〃
Without a word Olmec balled his free hand into a huge fist and stretched the wounded warrior senseless at his feet。 Stooping； and hindered not at all by the struggles and imprecations of his captive； he drew Techotl's sword from its sheath and stabbed the warrior in the breast。 Then casting aside the weapon； he fled on along the corridor。 He did not see a woman's dark face peer cautiously after him from behind a hanging。 It vanished； and presenly Techotl groaned and stirred； rose dazedly and staggered drunkenly away； calling Conan's name。
Olmec hurried on down the corridor； and descended a winding ivory staircase。 He crossed several corridors and halted at last in a broad chamber whose doors were veiled with heavy tapestries； with one exception…a heavy bronze door similar to the Door of the Eagle on the upper floor。
He was moved to rumble； pointing to it： 〃That is one of the outer doors of Tecuhltli。 For the first time in fifty years it is unguarded。 We need not guard it now； for Xotalanc is no more。〃
〃Thanks to Conan and me； you bloody rogue！〃 sneered Valeria； trembling with fury and the shame of physical coercion。 〃You trecherous dog！ Conan will cut your throat for this！〃
Olmec did not bother to voice his belief that Conan's own gullet had already been severed according to his whispered mand。 He was too utterly cynical to be at all interested in her thoughts or opinions。 His flame…lit eyes devoured her； dwelling burningly on the generous expanses of clear white flesh exposed where her shirt and breeches had been torn in the struggle。
〃Forget Conan；〃 he said thickly。 〃Olmec is lord of Xuchotl。 Xotalanc is no more。 There will be no more fighting。 We shall spend our lives in drinking and love…making。 First let us drink！〃
He seated himself on an ivory table and pulled her down on his knees； like a dark…skinned satyr with a white nymph in his arms。 Ignoring her un…nymphlike profanity； he held her helpless with one great arm about her waist while the other reached across the table and secured a vessel of wine。
〃Drink！〃 he manded； forcing it to her lips； as she writhered her head away。
The liquor slopped over； stinging her lips； splashing down on her naked breasts。
〃Your guest does not like your wine； Olmec；〃 spoke a cool； sardonic voice。
Olmec stiffened； fear grew in his flaming eyes。 Slowly he swung his great head about and stared at Tascela who pased negligently in the curtained doorway； one hand on her smooth hip。 Valeria twisted herself about in his iron grip； and when she met the burning eyes of Tascela； a chill tingled along her supple spine。 New experiences were flooding Valeria's proud soul that night。 Recently she had learned to fear a man； now she knew what it was to fear a woman。
Olmec sat motionless； a gray pallor growing under his swarthy skin。 Tascela brought her other hand from behind her and displayed a small gold vessel。
〃I feared she would not like your wine； Olmec；〃 purred the princess； 〃so I brought some of mine； some I brought with me long ago from the shores of Lake Zuad…do you understand； Olmec？〃
Beads of sweat stood out suddenly on Olmec's brow。 His muscles relaxed； and Valeria broke away and put the table between them。 But though reason told her to dart from the room； some fascination she could not understand held her rigid； watching the scene。
Tascela came toward the seated prince with a swaying； undulating walk that was mockery in itself。 Her voice was soft； slurringly caressing； but he eyes gleamed。 Her slim fingers stroked his beard lightly。
〃You are selfish； Olmec；〃 she crooned； smiling。 〃You would keep our handsome guest to yourself； though you knew I wished to entertain her。 You are much at fault； Olmec！〃
The mask dropped for an instant； he eyes flashed； her face was contorted and with an appalling show of strength her hand locked convulsively in his beard and tore out a great handful。 This evidence of unnatural strength was no more terrifying than the momentary baring of the hellish fury that raged under her bland exterior。
Olmec lurched up with a roar； and stood swaying like a bear； his mighty hands clenching and unclenching。
〃Slut！〃 His booming voice filled the room。 〃Witch！ She…devil！ Tecuhltli should have slain you fifty years ago！ Begone！ I have endured too much from you！ This white…skinned wench is mine！ Get hence before I slay you！〃
The princess laughed and dashed the blood…stained strands into his face。 Her laughter was less merciful than the ring of flint on steel。
〃Once you spoke otherwise； Olmec；〃 she taunted。 〃Once； in your youth； you spoke words of love。 Aye； you were my lover once； years ago； and because you loved me； you slept in my arms beneath the enchanted lotus…and thereby put into my hands the chains that enslaved you。 You know you cannot withstand me。 You know I have but to gaze into your eyes； with the mystic power a priest of Stygia taught me； long ago； and you are powerless。 You remember the night beneath the black lotus that waved above us； stirred by no worldly breeze； you scent again the unearthly perfumes that stole and rose like a cloud about you to enslave you。 You cannot fight against me。 You are my slave as you were that night…as you shall be so long as you live； Olmec of Xuchotl！〃
Her voice had sunk to a murmur like the rippling of a stream running through starlit darkness。 She leaned close to the prince and spread her long tapering fingers upon his giant breast。 His eyes glared； his great hands fell limply to his sides。
With a smile of cruel malice； Tascela liftd the vessel and placed it to his lips。
〃Drink！〃
Mechanically the prince obeyed。 And instantly the glaze passed from his eyes and they were flooded with fury； prehension and an awful fear。 His mouth gaped； but no sound issued。 For an instant he reeled on buckling knees； and then fell in a sodden heap on the floor。
His fall jolted Valeria out of her paralysis。 She turned and sprang toward the door； but with a movement that would have shamed a leaping panther； Tascela was before her。 Valeria struck at her with her clenched fist； and all the power of her supple body behind the blow。 It would have stretched a man senseless on the floor。 But with a lithe twist of her torso； Tascela avoided the blow and caught the pirate's wrist。 The next instant Valeria's left hand was imprisoned and； holding her wrists together with one hand； Tasacela calmly bound them with a cord she drew from her girdle。 Valeria thought she had tasted the ultimate in humiliation already that night； but her shame at being manhandled by Olmec was nothing to the sensations that now shook her supple frame。 Valeria had always been inclined to despise the other members of her sex； and it was overwhelming to encounter another woman who could handle her like a child。 She scarcely resisted at all when Tascela forced her into a chair and； drawing her bound wrists down between her knees； fastened them to the chair。
Casually stepping over Olmec； Tascela walked to the bronze door and shot the bolt and threw it open； revealing a hallway without。
〃Opening upon this hall；〃 she remarked； speaking to her feminine captive for the first time； 〃there is a chamber which in old times was used as a torture room。 When we retired into Tecuhltli； we brought most of the apparatus with us； but there was one piece too heavy to move。 It is still in working order。 I think it will be quite convenient now。〃
An understanding flame of terror rose in Olmec's eyes。 Tascela strode back to him； bent and gripped him by the hair。
〃He is only paralyzed temporarily；〃 she remarked conversationally。 〃He can hear； think； and feel…aye； he can feel very well indeed！〃
With which sinister observation she started toward the door； dragging the giant bulk with an ease that made the pirate's eyes dilate。 She passed into the hall and moved down it without hesitation； presently disappearing with her captive into a chamber that opened into it； and whence shortly thereafter issued the clank of iron。
Valeria swore softly and tugged vainly； with her legs braced against the chair。 The cords that confined her were apparently unbreakable。
Tascela presently returned alone； behind her a muffled groaning issued from the chamber。 She closed the door but did not bolt it。 Tascela was beyond the grip of habit； as she was beyond the touch of other human instincts and emotions。
Valeria sat dumbly； watching the woman in whose slim hands； the pirate realized； her destiny now rested。
Tascela grasped her yellow locks and forced back her head； looking impersonably down into her face。 But the glitter in her dark eyes was not impersonable。
〃I have chosen you for a great honor；〃 she s
