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Imnak's whip cracked down across the bare back of Thimble, the blonde, who had been Barbara Benson, and she cried out and wept, "I hurry, Master!" She busied herself with loading the sled. - (Beasts of Gor, Chapter 12, Sentence #167)

They have been unable, or unwilling, to compete with more aggressive groups. Their gentleness has resulted, it seems, in their being driven to the world's end. Where no others have desired to live the Innuit, sociable and loving, have found their bleak refuge. Imnak's whip cracked down across the bare back of Thimble, the blonde, who had been Barbara Benson, and she cried out and wept, "I hurry, Master!" She busied herself with loading the sled. Thistle, the dark-haired girl, who had once been the rich Audrey Brewster, hurried, too, lest it would be her own back which next would feel the lash. The red hunters, though a genial folk, keep their animals under a firm discipline. "I see you, too, have a beast," he said, looking beyond me to the lovely Arlene. - (Beasts of Gor)