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I thought I saw a small movement of sudden comprehension, of profound understanding, pass through the slave's body. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 10, Sentence #690)

"Forgive me, Master," she said. "More," said Pertinax, sternly. And the former Miss Wentworth again, softly, frightened, addressed her fair lips and small, soft tongue tenderly, for several moments, to the feet of a free man. I thought I saw a small movement of sudden comprehension, of profound understanding, pass through the slave's body. Undoubtedly this was the first time she had ever knelt thusly before a man, let alone addressed herself in such a manner to his placation. Outside the guard had apparently put her to her knees before him, as a matter of convenience or discipline, but this, obviously, was quite different. She looked well at his feet, as a slave, but, then, do not women look well at the feet of men, as slaves? "Please, forgive me, Master," she whispered. - (Swordsmen of Gor)