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I recall Midice standing there in her silk, the leather on her wrist, shaking, coughing, paga on her mouth, looking at me with fear. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 9, Sentence #319)

Already Thurnock was putting them in coffle, binding the right wrist of each. Before we set out we broke open the great bottle of paga, and Thurnock, Clitus and I clashed goblets and emptied them of their swirling fires. Then we forced each of the girls, choking and sputtering, to themselves upturn a goblet, swilling down as best they could the fiery draught. I recall Midice standing there in her silk, the leather on her wrist, shaking, coughing, paga on her mouth, looking at me with fear. "And then," I cried, "we will return and make a feast!" Thurnock, Clitus and I once more clashed and emptied goblets, and then, leading Midice, first in the coffle, by the lead end of the binding fiber, I stumbled through the door, finding my way down the stairs, with the others, hunting for a smithy. My memories are confused of the night, but we did find a smithy, and we had the girls marked, and purchased collars for them, lock collars, which we had suitably engraved. Ula's collar read 'I am the property of Clitus'; Thurnock had his slave's engraved 'Thura, slave of Thurnock'; I had two collars engraved, one for Midice and one for Telima; both read simply 'I belong to Bosk'. - (Raiders of Gor)