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The Gag and Hood The small, exquisite, dark-haired slave, naked, knelt on the tiles before the large mirror, trembling, trying to apply, with the tiny brush, the bluish eye shadow. - (Guardsman of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #1)

I regarded her. "Please, Master," she begged, "please!" I pointed up the street. "Yes, Master," she said, and then, turning about, stumbling and crying, the bell of the Coin Girl sounding, the coins jingling in the box on her neck, she fled up the street. The Gag and Hood The small, exquisite, dark-haired slave, naked, knelt on the tiles before the large mirror, trembling, trying to apply, with the tiny brush, the bluish eye shadow. I watched from behind a dark curtain, one bearing, on both sides, in gold embroidery, an intricate design incorporating cursive Kefs, one larger and several smaller. "I am afraid," said the kneeling girl, with the small brush. "As well you should be," said the girl standing behind her, who carried a long, supple leather switch, "for you are soon to be presented to your Master". - (Guardsman of Gor)