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Then she sank to her knees and, on her knees, leaning backwards, danced before me as a kneeling slave. - (Rogue of Gor, Chapter 1, Sentence #130)

I considered her ankles and thighs, the sweet belly of her, her breasts, and shoulders and throat, the loveliness of her, her face and eyes, the latitudes of her swirling blond hair, the shimmering, restless jewelry on her body, the metal locked on her wrists and ankles, her collar, the pearl at her forehead. "Master," she said, dancing before me. I regarded her, through narrowly lidded eyes. Then she sank to her knees and, on her knees, leaning backwards, danced before me as a kneeling slave. The music swirled to its climax and, as it ended, she straightened her body and then, from her knees, lowered herself to her right hip and, extending her right arm to me, lay before me, submitted, her head to the floor. There was Gorean applause in the room, the striking of the right palm on the left shoulder. I rose to my feet and placed two copper tarsks on the table. - (Rogue of Gor)