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Whip them back when they would crawl pleading on their bellies to your couches! What does it matter to me!" I think we were all startled to hear him exclaim in this fashion. - (Dancer of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #171)

What more would they have wished to do, put us to their full pleasure? Perhaps they could take us home for a week on a trial basis! "Very well," said the little fellow. "Consider them pot girls, cleaning slaves, laundresses, what have you, it matters not to me. Put them to your lowest servile tasks. Whip them back when they would crawl pleading on their bellies to your couches! What does it matter to me!" I think we were all startled to hear him exclaim in this fashion. Certainly we were exquisite slave flesh, all of us! I doubted that there were many slave bars on Gor to which five women such as we were fastened. To be sure, almost all female slaves on Gor must expect to be put to domestic labors, cooking, sewing, cleaning, washing, ironing, and such. We were women. - (Dancer of Gor)