Аннотация: Now a boy, Gulliver is forced to turn the wheel of Conan . And the beautiful viscountess girl whips him with a whip. This is now the unenviable fate of the legendary traveler.
GULLIVER IN SLAVAGE
ANNOTATION
Now a boy, Gulliver is forced to turn the wheel of Conan . And the beautiful viscountess girl whips him with a whip. This is now the unenviable fate of the legendary traveler.
. CHAPTER #1
The boy Gulliver was separated from the other sailors. Those who also became children were sent to a separate barrack, where they were to be assigned to various hard jobs. And the eternal boys had to drag baskets filled with stones in the quarries naked and barefoot, and cut rocks with sledgehammers and picks.
Such is the fate of slaves. But Gulliver was a little lucky. The viscountess, however, ordered him to be harnessed to the wheel and made him turn the millstone, in which grain was ground into flour. The work is hard, but in the sun. And at least they left you swimming trunks. Other boys are in the quarries and completely naked for the sake of economy, and sometimes do not see the sun for months, get beaten with sticks and whips, wear chains and sleep on stones. Moreover, they smell the stench in the mines from various feces and smoky torches.
And so Gulliver still works in the sun and fresh air. And the viscountess girl walks beside him. From time to time he strikes the boy's bare back with a whip, and asks with a grin:
- Well, how? This time you are happy!
Gulliver remarked philosophically:
Man proposes, but God disposes!
The girl stamped her bare feet and remarked:
- Demagogy! Although you regained your youth and again in childhood and it's great!
In the body of a boy of twelve years old, you really feel very fresh and cheerful.
Although your bare feet pierce sharp stones, they are so hardened, and the boy is so hard that you feel only a pleasant tickle.
And he almost never feels tired.
So the girl wants to chat with him. What else could she do? Neither TV, nor radio, let alone games and the Internet, have been invented, so there is nothing and no one to entertain.
The Viscountess asked with a smile:
- And when you were in the realm of giants, didn't you feel embarrassed by your small stature?
Gulliver remarked:
- For a simple person, I'm not small. And even above average height. But to be honest, of course, if even a little girl is much bigger than you, it's embarrassing!
In response, a laugh. Then the whip hit the boy rather painfully on his bare, muscular back.
Gulliver stepped up. Still, of course, it's good to be forever young, but when you're a slave, it's not particularly nice. But for other sailors who have become children, it is even harder. And, of course, you should not assume that you are the most unfortunate kid in the world. Here the sun is shining, a naked, muscular body is blowing a pleasant, fresh breeze. And what about the boys in the smelly mines, where they suffer from overwork?
Gulliver asked a girl of a noble family:
Why didn't they auction us?
The Viscountess replied with a smile:
- A new mine expansion plan has arrived and manpower is urgently needed. When the mine is depleted. Maybe they will be put up for auction. Why would you like to stand naked on the podium and feel the hands of boys and girls who will feel your body and put their fingers in your mouth?
Gulliver felt disgusted and, he said nothing. And the viscountess hit him again
whip. There is a red stripe on the back.
The girl stamped her bare foot. She looked comical - a luxurious dress and bare feet, like a slave or a commoner.
However, she tweeted:
- You're just my thing! And rejoice that I am your mistress! And then I can sell you to the orcs! And it will be much worse!
The boy Gulliver was surprised:
- Do orcs actually exist?
The girl nodded her head in agreement.
- Certainly! What didn't you know?
The former captain turned child replied sincerely:
- I thought they were just fabulous creatures!
The Viscountess laughed and replied:
- Well, we all have a kind of fairy tale! And then there is no more to take away and not to add!
Gulliver sang:
I believe with a fairy tale , people do not say goodbye,
And faithful friends will remain forever!
The girl took it for the umpteenth time and laughed. Although - it's not decent to laugh all the time.
Gulliver was silent for now. He remembered that it was scary to be among the giants. Even a cat is dangerous for you, but how a monkey almost killed him. So then he was in trouble. Although the roof over his head was full, and in luxurious, albeit thick robes.
But especially among the giants, it is unpleasant that there is no woman next to you. True, now he is in the body of a child, and there seems to be no special desire. But still boring...
Gulliver sang his romance;
Over the abyss on the eve of hell-paradise,
I want to receive mercy from God!
I will turn to him, burning with my soul,
Point-blank question: die or live!
A lightning strike showed evil,
That will of the offspring of black thoughts!
And hatred, tearing my heart,
What stirs my rebellious mind!
I can be proud of my beloved
Get rid of the executioner of chains!
Let the saints rejoice in the temple of the face,
I will dedicate a prayer of terrible days to them!
I do not need someone else's greatness,
I braided my sweetheart's curls!
We perish before the Almighty only two,
The Archangel raised his sword, the metal flashed!
I told the girl: we will be together,
Live happily ever after under the sun!
And to protect beauty is a matter of honor,
So that the star does not go out in eternity!
So know the aromas of heavenly booths,
I can't replace a sweet kiss!
In the arms of caresses fabulous wonderful,
And I don't care about worldly storms!
Gulliver sang a good song. And fun and playful at the same time.
And while he sang, the orcs were really engaged in robbery. In particular, they tortured a captive boy, on the subject of where the Marquis de Sade had gone.
It was extremely difficult for the orcs to capture this warrior and sorcerer at the same time.
The boy looked about twelve years old, although everyone in this world looks like children, regardless of age, for a start they began to flog him by tying him to goats.
The boy groaned softly and pursed his lips. But he didn't want to reveal anything.
They beat him for a long time, until the boy's bright head swayed, falling on its side.
The orc splashed ice-cold water from a bucket in his face. And the young warrior came to his senses.
Orc growled:
- Speak!
The boy hissed, in response, with difficulty catching his breath:
- I will not say!
The executioner hit the boy again. He shuddered.
The Elder Orc remarked:
- It would be necessary to fry his heels with a spark!
The orcs are pretty grunted!
And then one of them went up to the fireplace and set fire to the torch. The boy, almost naked and slashed all over with the blows of the whip, looked pitiful and touching. His bare, round heels stuck out and looked helpless and pink, like a child's.
The fire, with its predatory tongue, carnivorously licked the child's sole. And the boy how to scream, from hellish pain. And the flame burned the boy's feet painfully.
The eternal child roared and twitched frantically, but the ropes were very strong.
And the orcs laughed wildly at the boy's agony. And it smelled very appetizing, like a barbecue.
Gulliver, fortunately, did not see this. Otherwise, I would really have roared with annoyance.
The viscountess whipped the boy again with a whip and asked:
- Have you ever wanted to become at least sometime in your life as Almighty as God?
The boy captain nodded.
- Sometimes I wanted to ... Although sometimes you think, what can be done for people to make them happy with you?
The girl remarked:
- Turn, for example, all people like this with us into children!
Gulliver shook his head.
- To become, for example, boys and girls of twenty years old, I think, practically all people would willingly agree. But at the expense of children, I have big doubts! After all, in a child's body you cannot enjoy making love!
The Viscountess giggled and remarked:
- Well, somehow we are not very upset about this. We have children brought by a dragon. And it solves all problems! Of course, there is some fear of death. People believe in an immortal soul, but no one has proven its existence! And you people too!
Gulliver shrugged his shoulders and remarked:
- There are Christians who do not believe in an immortal soul. They literally understand the words: the soul that sins, let it die. Although the bible says that people are already dead in the eyes of God!
The girl giggled and replied:
- A head of cabbage! More precisely, one can argue about religion for a very long time and without meaning.
You better sing something funny!
Gulliver took and sang;
There are no trifles in the layout of the underworld,
Any excuse for the devil is like a hook.
If there is no grace in the world of the Lord,
That means the inferno pool is not far away!
After all, evil is so fond of the world,
Like islands without a compass of good...
Although the heroism of valor is sung -
In fact, the King of the Universe is Satan!
The cruel in this world succeeds,
He who does not know pity is the king!
There are traps under the palm tree even of paradise,
Where is the good? His insignificant zero!
Any faith can be corrupted
Any glory smells, know the noose ...
Reptiles hiss insidiously in the sandbox -
And I want to light up the world with a dream!
Strive for the light, but soar in the darkness,
Hunt to bestow, but empty pocket!
If you don't want to live like a miserable parrot,
Go to meanness, cunning and deceit!
It's disgusting even to live under a layer of mucus,
Where without roof support - not a step!
Souls rush like a falcon on high,
But the flesh is in the swamp, the sword shines the enemy!
How did it happen that happiness faded?
And why reign evil everywhere?
Doesn't God have enough power?
So that everyone is always good?
After all, man was not created by a fanatic,
After all, in every heart there is a fountain of love ..
Why don't people know how to measure
And happiness is built only on blood?!
Unfortunately, you can't find the answer yourself.
So it has been a terrible thing in the world since the century ...
And the demons make a terrible face at you,
And it seems that the Lord has forgotten the people!
But I do not believe - evil is not omnipotent,
You just need to squeeze the will into a fist!
Then the impulse leading to hell will disappear,
And there will be peace and harmony between us!
Gulliver sang so beautifully and with feeling. And his song should be noted good.
The orcs, meanwhile, had roasted the boy's heels well, but they had not achieved anything.
Alas, this is a huge problem.
Then they began torturing the girl. She was first tied to goats, and struck on her bare heels with a spinner.
The girl screamed in terrible pain, groaned, twisted, but still did not give useful information.
The torture dragged on a bit... Seeing that the sticks did not work, the orcs set fire to the fire and again smelled of burning.
Yes, these are bad monsters and executioners.
And Gulliver, meanwhile, took and sang, again a good song;
My imagination struck
Everything became bright, as if in October!
And we put the pitchfork in the sides of the evil demon,
And it will be so beautiful on Earth!
Such stars in our universe -
Some are rubies and others are diamonds!
We collect tribute from the wicked -
A blow like a hammer and not in the eyebrow, but in the eye!
Shop windows where quasars
The radiant hippodrome sparkles!
In my soul gaping wounds -
As if there had been a big pogrom in it!
Curl like curls of a comet,
Sheep shine - the milky way shines!
About immortal deeds sung,
In glory forever may Dus be!
What can a sad person do?
Just let a tear out of blue eyes ...
When everything around is gray, it's disgusting,
When you expect a thunderstorm in June with hope.
Stretch unfortunate lips with a smile -
Understand that the world is not a berry in the forest.
Girl at once, bare her teeth at you,
It will make your dream come true!
Here such funny songs turned out for both the boy and the girl.
The viscountess, however, said with displeasure:
- No! The songs are great, of course! But let's also have winged sayings, for thoughts in life!
And Gulliver took it and began to speak like a wounded parrot;
A woman's naked leg in time will put any boot in a galosh!
A man who often looks at bare, female legs, sit down in a galosh!
A bare female leg, well driven under the heel and perfectly sits in a galosh!
A man is ready to turn inside out in order to rip off a girl's shoes!
You can turn any boot inside out with a bare female heel!
The bare foot of a woman will turn any man inside out, even if he is the last boot!
If you want to turn a man inside out, take off your shoes, if you want to put him in a galosh, expose your heel!
Why is childhood barefoot, because a bare female leg makes men lose their heads, as if they were boys!
The desire to see a woman naked makes a man turn inside out!
To undress a woman, you must first put on her shoes!
Having undressed at the right time, a business woman will tear off three skins from a man!
A woman who gets naked in time will not become a barefoot and thoroughly shod a man!
A barefoot woman will put a boot on a man, and put him in a galosh, and turn him inside out and make him the last barefoot!
A man is similar to a gibbon, only unfortunately more often in intellect than in potency!
The man has donkey stubbornness, the ambition of a lion, but in reality he is a goat!
A man for a woman is like a slop place for a cow, you can"t do without it, but it"s disgusting to approach!
What is common between a man and a toilet in a women's room - the fact that women only bleat at men!
A woman is a cunning fox that can devour any lion like a rabbit!
A woman needs a man like a whipping boy, if he doesn"t beat a man, then there will be no life!
A woman needs men like a pig's horns, only a fur coat donated by men is expensive!
Not everything is gold that glitters, not everything is a treasure that blinds!
But a cat in a poke is still better than a fox in a sheepskin coat!
The strongest lion can be kept on a leash by a cunning fox!
Even with the strength of a cat, you can defeat a lion with the cunning of a fox!
In order not to be a woodpecker, do not count the crows!
It is easier to make a crow sing like a nightingale than a politician to fulfill election promises!
To argue with a politician that counting a crow and being the last woodpecker!
The fox does not have the largest fangs among animals, but the most victims among people!
An uninvited guest is worse than a pig in a poke!
If you're smart with a log, then you'll work hard like Papa Carlo, and you won't find the golden key!
If you do not want to study like Pinocchio, then you will remain a log for life!
If you are resourceful like Pinocchio, then the mind is not at all logged!
The mind is like that of a log, the one who, like Pinocchio, runs to the theater instead of school!
Burying gold in the ground, you become a citizen of the country of fools!
If you bury your golden talents, you will perish for a copper penny!
Golden mountains of silvery speeches are not worth a penny!
If a politician blows his mind, then the voter goes down the drain!
A skilled craftsman can make Pinocchio out of logs, but who is scorched with the mind, and with a golden key will wander into the quagmire!
In order for the people to mature to democracy, they need the sun of freedom, and in the darkness of despotism, they will forever remain politically green!
Dear boots, a woman mines with a bare foot!
A politician often bullies to put a yoke on voters!
A rooster politician crushes voters like chickens!
The politician dreams of riding a white horse in order to put a yoke on the voter!
The fox is small with fangs, and wanting to swallow them, it generally hides them!
A politician who talks a lot about humanity is a typical cannibal!
And a bear can be lulled with honey-sweet speeches!
For an alcoholic, bitter vodka is sweeter than honey!
A tailor will lie and not blush, a politician will "blush" and lie!
A woman, having thrown off her shoes, puts on a man, to the level of a tramp!
War has not a woman's face, but a physiognomy that attracts thrill-seekers!
A woman is a dove that bites into a woodpecker man like a kite!
A woman always has seven Fridays a week, and without a Sunday gift from marital debt, she always has a day off!
God is not omnipotent in everything, he is powerless to argue a woman!
Although God is almighty, he is not able to shut up a woman's mouth, and stop politics!