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Well, noble Mirus, of Earth, so be it! But I think you do find this Earth slut of interest, regardless of what you might claim! Do you think a slave is not aware of the meaning of a master's glances?" Ellen stepped back. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #352)

She saw the scribe who had been in charge of her in the exhibition cage. She did not see Mirus. "So," she thought, "he has put me here, to be humiliated, and beaten, here where I will be exquisitely punished for my boldness before him, in daring to suggest that he might find me of interest, slave interest! And he further insults me by his absence! He does not even come to see me perform, and painfully receive the deserts he has measured out and arranged for me, as punishment for my supposed insolence. Well, noble Mirus, of Earth, so be it! But I think you do find this Earth slut of interest, regardless of what you might claim! Do you think a slave is not aware of the meaning of a master's glances?" Ellen stepped back. Feike, smiling, sweating, breathing deeply, brushed back through the silk, and another slave, at a gesture of the interior whip master, hurried to the sand. I can only be beaten so much, thought Ellen. And I do not think they will kill me. - (Prize of Gor)