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We have plans for you, slave!" She whimpered, futilely, fighting the gag. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #428)

But then he said, menacingly, "But you are not for sale". She lifted her head a little, almost as though proffering her veiled countenance to him, as though she was eager to place the veil which she could not remove within his power. "Oh, you can whine, and beg, and kneel, and grovel and weep, and plead to be sold," he said, "to anyone other than the House of William, in Harfax, for as little as a tarsk-bit to anyone, for any service, but you are not for sale! We have waited long to obtain you. We have plans for you, slave!" She whimpered, futilely, fighting the gag. But she could not speak. It had been put on her by a Gorean. "Beg if you wish," he said, "to be the girl of a keeper of tarsks, to be the property of a sewer master, to be sold for the cleaning of tharlarion stables, but you are destined rather for the house you so defrauded, for the house of those you so wronged, for the house of your most dire enemies! You are ours, and you will remain ours, to do with as we please, and fully, you may be sure, even though a ubar should bid upon you!" She regarded him, her hands tied behind her, well and closely held by the binding fiber. - (Witness of Gor)