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"Out, out, all of you!" commanded the interior whip master, and the dancers emerged once more, all, to the sand, to receive the plaudits of the crowd. - (Prize of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #701)

Then she put her head down, surrendered. It was then the concern of masters whether or not they would deign to summon her, a needful, submitted slave, to their feet. Quickly then, flushed, in tears, amidst shouting and applause, she sprang to her feet and fled within the area of preparation. "Out, out, all of you!" commanded the interior whip master, and the dancers emerged once more, all, to the sand, to receive the plaudits of the crowd. The exterior whip master waved expansively to the musicians who rose and, smiling, bowed their heads briefly to the crowd. "First obeisance position," said the exterior whip master, and this position was instantly assumed. Ellen, her head down, then heard small sounds, and the murmur of conversation, as men moved toward the exits of the enclosure. - (Prize of Gor)