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And Ellen, then, terrified, returned to the character she had created on the sand, and danced her needs to all, piteously inviting the attentions of one after another of the ostraka-possessing patrons of the silken enclosure. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #658)

None could have her until her sale, she knew. "Suffer," she thought, "Masters!" Mirus followed her dancing, and looked carefully upon Selius Arconious, and Selius Arconious, when she danced to Mirus, had little difficulty in detecting the object of the slave's provocative, haughty glances. "Dance to all, slave girl, or feel the whip!" snarled the exterior whip master. And Ellen, then, terrified, returned to the character she had created on the sand, and danced her needs to all, piteously inviting the attentions of one after another of the ostraka-possessing patrons of the silken enclosure. In moments the men again were commending her, with applause, and hearty cries of appreciation. Ellen, dancing, circumambulated the interior edge of the dancing sand, sometimes closer, almost within an arm's reach of the men, sometimes farther back. The eyes of men glistened. - (Prize of Gor)