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I was uneasy, of course, for a master's hands on my body, for which I subtly longed, but I was in no way in the sorry straits of many miserable girls, the conflagrations of whose slave fires periodically plunged them into acute torment. - (Conspirators of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #52)

Also, feast slaves may be cheaply rented for the night, and longer. The Lady Bina, of course, was not a male master, let alone a jealous, possessive one, and I was afraid she might be generous, perhaps excessively so, in such matters. To be sure, I had not been put to slave use since the eating house and the gambling house, and that was long ago. I was uneasy, of course, for a master's hands on my body, for which I subtly longed, but I was in no way in the sorry straits of many miserable girls, the conflagrations of whose slave fires periodically plunged them into acute torment. And so I would have a new tunic. To casually glance upon me, I supposed most would assume that I was a man's slave. They enjoy putting us in such things. - (Conspirators of Gor)