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I flung myself to my belly in the sand before he whom I most feared, he whose shackle was the last on that chain of fifty strong men. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #251)

I understood now why the guard had not come to my assistance. I understood now why I had suddenly been transferred to this chain. I understood, too, now, I thought, why this group was in its present place, screened by the hills from the sight of the other groups. I flung myself to my belly in the sand before he whom I most feared, he whose shackle was the last on that chain of fifty strong men. I would have crawled to his feet, to press my bloody lips to them, but my ankles were held. "Master," I wept, "forgive me!" But, looking up from my belly, covered with sand, sand in my hair, I saw no forgiveness in his eyes. At a gesture from him, he who seemed to be their leader, I was drawn to my knees. - (Dancer of Gor)