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I sensed the men standing there, about me. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #703)

I had been aware of little more than the almost inaudible sound of a soft slipper on the tiles, a rustle of silks passing me. My knowledge of free women was limited almost entirely to the hints, and gossip, of instructresses, which I had overheard. I gathered that there was little love lost between the slave and the free woman. I sensed the men standing there, about me. I did not know if I should kneel, or not. Should I assume obeisance position, first obeisance position, kneeling, head to the tiles, hands to floor, perhaps second obeisance position, belly to the floor, palms down, beside my head, where one might reach inch forth, to press one's lips to his feet? How slave I felt, waiting. I wondered how free women were handled, or if they were handled, so to speak, at all. - (Conspirators of Gor)