Serving in a pagan tavern is exhausting.
The rituals are exacting and absolute.
And this tavern adds complexity.
They select a serving slave or slaves and are brought to a table.
The slave then walks to the table
The walk itself must be seductive.
(I have already been corrected several times for not walking seductively.)
The slave kneels in Nadu by the first free at the table.
“Master/Mistress how may this slave please you?”
The free make their orders.
(Yes I’ve been corrected for getting orders wrong as well.)
If they order paga then included in the price of the drink is the slaves use.
A table of five , three men and two women, all ordered paga. As I said exhausting.
(Since the festival is GE (Gorean Evolved) women can use slaves in the tavern too)
An added feature in this tavern is selecting your cup.
You may have a dragon or a serpent.
The cups are stored in full view of the customers.
Dragon cups are kept on very high shelves.
Serpent cups on the bottom.
“Paga in a dragon, beast.”
“Paga in a dragon, yes Mistress.”
“Paga in a serpent, yes Master.”
I walk to the cup area and bend at the waist, my back to the free . The tunic I wear rides up revealing everything.
I stand on tip toe, straining. My body stretching to get a dragon cup from the top shelf.
No cups are stored in easy reach.
After I get the drinks I return to the table for the exacting serve.
I pick up the dragon cup in two hands.
I hold it before my belly and then press it in, then raise the cup to my chest. I then raise it to my mouth and brush the tip with my lips. I turn the cup so where I brushed my lips is the opposite side and raise both arms and lower my head.
“Mistress, may this bring you pleasure as this slave hopes to please you.”
Then I must wait. Some free like to make you wait until my arms are trembling.
Serving a single table can take hours.
Especially if they all buy paga.
One Master scandalized his table because he didn’t want to wait for an alcove to be available and he fucked me right there.
The tavern Master wasn’t pleased and corrected me in the center of the room with his whip as a lesson to the other slaves to not let that happen again.
At the end of my shift my Master was paid and given a portion of the tips.
