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Suddenly tears sprang to her eyes and she looked piteously to the young man in the curule chair, that he might leave her some sop to her modesty, that he would not be merciless with her, not publicly, not before this throng. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #204)

She realized suddenly that that of which they approved, her body, was not hers, that her body, and, indeed, she herself, was another's property. She turned the brassiere about, until the hooks were before her, at her belly. She then unhooked it and dropped it with her other garments. Suddenly tears sprang to her eyes and she looked piteously to the young man in the curule chair, that he might leave her some sop to her modesty, that he would not be merciless with her, not publicly, not before this throng. But his eyes were stern. Then she stood bared before him, a naked slave, save for two loops of gold on her left wrist, and an anklet of steel. "Now," said he to her, "my lovely young instructor with your Ph. - (Prize of Gor)