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He had later looked upon me, appraisingly, in an exposition cage in Brundisium, and had then taken his leave, abandoning me, leaving me separated from him, behind bars, a chattel, caged. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 41, Sentence #51)

We were slaves. I recalled a man, one seen long ago, a man whom I had seen somehow, even so long ago, on a far world, as a master. I recalled I had lain at his feet in some large structure, stripped and bound. He had later looked upon me, appraisingly, in an exposition cage in Brundisium, and had then taken his leave, abandoning me, leaving me separated from him, behind bars, a chattel, caged. He had scorned me on the dock at Shipcamp. How I hated him! And I remembered how Donna had knelt beside Genserich and licked his thigh, beautiful, loving, obedient beast that she was. I would have loved to kneel beside his thigh, that master first seen on a far world, and so express my slave's devotion, hoping not to be cuffed away, to the side. - (Smugglers of Gor)