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I had seen her months ago, helpless in chains beside her master's desk. - (Vagabonds of Gor, Chapter 39, Sentence #92)

The last time I had seen the luscious wench had been earlier this evening, when I was returning from the wagon of Ephialtes. She had been naked, her hands braceleted behind her back, being marched at her master's stirrup, chained to it by the neck. I had, of course, seen her before, and not merely this evening, neck-chained at the stirrup. I had seen her months ago, helpless in chains beside her master's desk. Indeed, at that time, she had not even been a legal slave, the legalities of her condition, to her distress, given what had been done to her, and what she had become, being denied to her by her master. Now, however, she was not merely a natural slave, aware of herself, reduced, and self-confessed, begging the resolution and solace of the collar, but a legal slave, fully and perfectly embonded in law. Once she had been the Lady Cara, of Venna. - (Vagabonds of Gor)