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I wondered if, when he had first seen me in the store, in my skirt, blouse, and sweater, he had considered what I might have looked like, as I then was, helpless, bound, slave naked, at his feet. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #45)

Nude, and helpless, bound, lying at his feet, I had looked up at him. I had recognized him instantly. I suspect he did not remember me. I wondered if, when he had first seen me in the store, in my skirt, blouse, and sweater, he had considered what I might have looked like, as I then was, helpless, bound, slave naked, at his feet. I had had the strangest, shocking sense, when our eyes had first met, not only that I, a suitable slave, was before a master, perhaps for the first time, but that I might be before my master. My knees had been weak, my breath had become short. I feared I might fall. - (Smugglers of Gor)