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I feared a guard might make his rounds, that he might see! Then he who was with me touched me, gently. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #353)

And in this place I had been muchly kept from satisfaction. I had often begged to be put forth for use, to lie chained between the tables for the use of guests, to be fastened even to a bench in the garden, my use a gratuity for those who worked there, or to be sent, gratefully, ecstatically, back-braceleted, a sheet over me, to the quarters of guards, but the one who was first amongst us, who seemed to hate me, for no reason I could understand, had, almost invariably, to my pain and my misery, to my suffering, denied me these things. I looked back, wildly, frightened, to the height of the wall, above and behind me. I feared a guard might make his rounds, that he might see! Then he who was with me touched me, gently. I reared half up, helplessly, a wild cry stifled by the wet silk I clenched between my teeth. He placed his hand over my mouth. Then he removed it. - (Witness of Gor)