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I was then, as a capture and a slave, on his shoulder, my head to the rear, that I might not see whither I was conveyed, carried helplessly over the threshold. - (Kajira of Gor, Chapter 36, Sentence #15)

I then lay there at his feet, helplessly trussed. He flung open the door, angrily. He then scooped me up as though I might weigh nothing and threw me over his shoulder. I was then, as a capture and a slave, on his shoulder, my head to the rear, that I might not see whither I was conveyed, carried helplessly over the threshold. Within he put me on the floor, on the tiles, not gently, near the foot of the couch, near the slave ring. He then closed and locked the door behind us. He then came and stood near me, looming over me, looking down at me. - (Kajira of Gor)