The Chatka & Curla paga tavern in Telnus on Gor

At least according to the proprietor
"Why have you bought us, Master?" I asked.
"To work in my establishment as paga girls," he said.
Narla groaned.
I smiled. "And what is the name of your establishment, Master, if a girl may ask?"
"It is the finest in all Telnus," he said.
"Yes, Master?’ I asked.
"It is called the Chatka and Curla," he said.
"Thank you, Master," I said.
Slave Girl

Large paga tavern
Built on four levels
Large wooden floored open court with 20 foot deep dais encircling it and two ten foot deep balconies over the dais
The Chatka and Curla is a large paga tavern. It is built on four levels, a large, open court, wooden floored, an encircling dais, some twenty feet deep, and, over the dais, two encircling balconies, each some ten feet deep.
Slave Girl

Dimly lit by red glass paneled wagon lanterns hanging from chains
We were crowded tonight.
The tavern is dimly lit, by wagon lanterns, paneled with red glass, which hang on chains from the ceilings and balconies.
Slave Girl

Wooden ramps with raised slatted ridges to access higher levels
I made my way toward the second balcony. I brushed against other girls, and customers, coming and going on the wooden ramps; I managed the tray with care; it is not well to drop a tray; many girls worked at the Chatka and Curla, more than one hundred; I climbed carefully; the ramps have raised, slatted ridges; these are spaced some twenty inches apart, for better footage.
Slave Girl

Each table has a slave ringh fixed in the edge, with thongs for the customers to use
"He has a whip," I said, "Slave."
Her face went white. Some patrons bring whips or quirts to the tavern. If they are not pleased, the girls are informed; a slave ring, with thongs, is fixed in the edge of every table; we strive to wait the tables well.
Slave Girl

Tables are low, men sit cross-legged and FW kneel at them
I knelt before the table on the second balcony, placing the tray on the floor and quickly, deferentially, placing its contents on the table, the assorted meats and cheese, the sauces and fruits, and wines and nuts.
"Do Masters desire more from Yata, their slave?" I asked.
"Leave, Slave Girl," said the woman’s voice, that of a free woman, kneeling in her robes and veil at the table with her escorts, who sat behind it, cross-legged. Free women came sometimes, escorted, to the Chatka and Curla.
Slave Girl

Railing along balcony 25 feet above wooden floor
The wooden floor is scarlet with a painted yellow ring of a slave circle
I went to the balcony railing and looked down. I was some twenty-five feet or more above the wooden flooring. Dancers in the Chatka and Curla, and there are several, move between and among the tables; sometimes a dancer, if she is indeed superb, is displayed solo in the center of the scarlet wooden flooring, within the painted, yellow ring of the slave circle.
Slave Girl

Decor is plains of Turia
Scenes of caravan raiding, bosk herds, paintings of Turia
I looked about at the decor of the tavern. It suggested the plains of Turia, or the lands of the Wagon Peoples. There were scenes of hunting, of caravan raiding, of girl taming; scenes were fixed there of the great bosk herds and the strings of the wagons of the fierce plains nomads; in one place there was fixed a painting of the walls and towers of Turia, and riders of the Wagon Peoples on hills, looking toward the city.
Slave Girl

Double iron gates
But the Chatka and Curla did not resemble most paga taverns in their openness. It was not possible there for a girl to even step outside for a breath of air as it is in most taverns. There are double iron gates, and only the free may come and go as they please.
Slave Girl

Free women sometimes come escorted to the tavern
The service is more demure when in the presence of a free woman
"Do Masters desire more from Yata, their slave?" I asked.
"Leave, Slave Girl," said the woman’s voice, that of a free woman, kneeling in her robes and veil at the table with her escorts, who sat behind it, cross-legged. Free women came sometimes, escorted, to the Chatka and Curla. Her voice had not been pleasant. "Yes, Mistress," I whispered, picking up the tray and, head down, withdrawing. The men I thought, had she not been with them, might indeed have wanted more from Yata, their slave. Often, to the irritation of other patrons, they had kept me at their table, binding my wrists at the slave ring, keeping me for later.
Slave Girl

Paga, wines and foods are carried carefully to the tables on trays
I moved carefully, the tray over my head, between the tables.
The Chatka and Curla is a large paga tavern. It is built on four levels, a large, open court, wooden floored, an encircling dais, some twenty feet deep, and, over the dais, two encircling balconies, each some ten feet deep.
We were crowded tonight.
....
I made my way toward the second balcony. I brushed against other girls, and customers, coming and going on the wooden ramps; I managed the tray with care; it is not well to drop a tray; many girls worked at the Chatka and Curla, more than one hundred; I climbed carefully; the ramps have raised, slatted ridges; these are spaced some twenty inches apart, for better footage.
Slave Girl

Meats and cheese, sauces, fruits, wines and nuts are served
I knelt before the table on the second balcony, placing the tray on the floor and quickly, deferentially, placing its contents on the table, the assorted meats and cheese, the sauces and fruits, and wines and nuts.
Slave Girl

In this tavern tables are numbered so they may be properly "waited on"
"Paga!" cried a man.
"I shall tell a girl, Master," I said, passing him on the first balcony, making my way to the second, which was the fourth level of the tavern.
On the ramp to the high balcony I passed Naria, returning from that level.
"The man at Table Six on the first balcony wants paga," I said, "Slave."
"Fetch it yourself," she said, "Slave."
"I am occupied," I said, "Slave."
"Too bad," she said, "Slave."
"He has a whip," I said, "Slave."
Slave Girl

More than one hundred girls work in the Chatka & Curla
I made my way toward the second balcony. I brushed against other girls, and customers, coming and going on the wooden ramps; I managed the tray with care; it is not well to drop a tray; many girls worked at the Chatka and Curla, more than one hundred;
Slave Girl

Like the decor, the paga slaves are dressed to resemble the slaves of the Wagon Peoples
The dress and costume of the paga girls, too, was intended to suggest the common garb worn by the enslaved beauties who well served the mounted, lance-bearing riders of the lofty, silken kailla. In such a garb a girl was given no place to conceal a weapon and was well displayed, in her captive curves, to the eye of her master.
Slave Girl

Curla, a red cord, is knotted about the waist
The Chatka, a narrow strip of black leather, 6 inches wide, worn between legs and tucked over the Curla in front and back
Brief open sleeveless black leather vest is worn
The red cord, or Curla, was knotted about my waist, tightly, the knot, a slip knot which might be loosened with a single tug, over my left hip. Over the Curla in front, slipping under the body and between the legs, and passing over the Curla in the back, was the Chatka, or narrow strip of black leather, some six inches in width, some five feet or so in length; it was drawn tight; when a girl wears the Curla and Chatka, the brand, whether on left or right thigh, is fully visible, for the inspection of masters. I also wore a brief, open, sleeveless vest of black leather, the Kalmak;
Slave Girl

Holding the tray high, quietly, while a passing customer fondles her.
The slaves here are taught, and expected to use, certain phrases with customers
I also wore a brief, open, sleeveless vest of black leather, the Kalmak; a patron parted it, holding it open, as I tried to move past him on the ramp; I stood, quietly, stopped helplessly, the tray held over my head; he kissed me twice; "Little beauty," he said; "A girl would rejoice if she were permitted to please you in an alcove," I said; it was a line taught us, and expected of us, but I uttered it not without some genuine sincerity;
Slave Girl

Black enamled Turian collar with five black bells hanging on golden chains.
Black enameled ankle ring with five black bells also hanging on golden chains.
"Later," he said, "Slave"; "Yes, Master," I whispered; I continued on my way; in addition to the Curla, the Chatka and Kalmak, I was belled and collared, in a black, enameled ankle ring, with five, black, enameled bells, on tiny golden chains, and a black, enameled Turian collar, it, too, with five bells, black and enameled, on five tiny golden chains.
Slave Girl

The dancers normally dance among the tables, moving between them
I went to the balcony railing and looked down. I was some twenty-five feet or more above the wooden flooring. Dancers in the Chatka and Curla, and there are several, move between and among the tables; sometimes a dancer, if she is indeed superb, is displayed solo in the center of the scarlet wooden flooring, within the painted, yellow ring of the slave circle.
Slave Girl