".....He gathered the pots and stowed them roughly into the coarse canvas bags.
Just then a noise made him look up - and he found himself staring at a group of four natives.
Fearing for his life, he turned - but there were more behind him, cutting off his escape.
How they'd managed to creep up on him without alerting either him or the horse, he had no idea.
With lightning speed, he pulled out his knife, and crouched, cat-like, ready to defend himself.
But they gave him no chance - there were too many of them. He managed to wound two,
but soon he was bound, gagged, and laid over the horse, on his way to the natives' village.
......
The dwarf - whose name was Eidor - guided the boy into the centre of the large space,
and picked up a cylindrical device. Holding it ready,
he unfastened Jed's hands and removed the collar.
"Strip!" He boomed.
Jed rubbed his wrists where the rope had dug into them,
and then went to remove his blindfold.
Instantly he felt a sharp and intense pain on his thigh.
"AAAAAHH!!" He yelled.
"Leave that on," said the dwarf.
Jed didn't need telling twice.
He removed his boots, trousers and shirt,
standing in only his underpants.
"Completely...." taunted Eidor.
Self-consciously, Jed pulled his pants down and stepped out of them.
He placed his hands over his genitals and stood waiting......"
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