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Her tunic had then been put in her mouth and she had been returned, bent over, in leading position, a guard's hand in her hair, to her cage. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #200)

While she was gasping, and sobbing, and crying, shuddering, trying to comprehend the enormity of what had been done to her, the collar had been put on her neck, and locked. The anklet was then removed. It was apparently no longer needed. Her tunic had then been put in her mouth and she had been returned, bent over, in leading position, a guard's hand in her hair, to her cage. In the hall a girl laughed and said, "You are now no different from us!" Another said, "See the one who was the pretentious little Ubara, now only another marked slut!" "Are you humbled now, Collar Meat?" inquired another. "Put the little Ubara up for sale!" said another. "She is well ready!" "Beat her and throw her to a master," called another. - (Prize of Gor)