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Indeed, she reminded me of other women I had seen, in a slaver's house, exhibited, purchasable, displayed on furs. - (Magicians of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #432)

"My name is Talena!" she said. "I am Ubara of Ar!" "You would have us believe that Talena, the Ubara of Ar, is what we see before us, a mere sensuous tart in need of crass sexual relief, a mere chit who would condescend to keep a rendezvous so shameful as this?" I looked upon her. Without her robes, her veils, the prestige of her position, guardsmen about her, the ceremonies and symbols of office, and such, she seemed small, slight, lovely, and beautifully curved, and much the same as any other woman, a delight to behold, a sweetness to put on her knees, a joy and softness designed by nature for man, something to embrace and kiss, to subdue and possess. Indeed, she reminded me of other women I had seen, in a slaver's house, exhibited, purchasable, displayed on furs. "I am Talena!" she cried, squirming in the net. "Release me! I shall scream!" "That would be interesting, if you are Talena," said Tolnar. "You would then choose to publicize, it seems, your whereabouts. - (Magicians of Gor)