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She looked up at me, to attend my words. - (Swordsmen of Gor, Chapter 38, Sentence #435)

"Master?" said the English girl, formerly a student at an Oxford College, the name of which, as mine, shall not be noted. I regarded her, I standing, she kneeling. She was a lovely slave. She looked up at me, to attend my words. We had been selected for one another by Priest-Kings, to be irresistible to one another. Her shallow, empty, pretentious life on Earth had changed overnight, so to speak, she retiring one evening, smug in her beauty, indulged and practiced in the pleasures of despising, attracting, and tormenting men, and awakening, to her astonishment and terror, unclothed, pressing her small hands against the thick, stout, transparent walls of a containment capsule on the Prison Moon, one of the three moons of Gor. This capsule she found occupied by two others, myself, and a beautiful, young, human female from a Steel World, a Kur pet, who was unspeeched. - (Swordsmen of Gor)