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Now I saw that she was an incredibly beautiful woman, with a face and figure that might bring as much as a piece of gold off the block. - (Smugglers of Gor, Chapter 50, Sentence #676)

The gowned slave, whether or not her wits were addled, or whether or not she was mad, must have been subjected to discipline, for she sprang up, and hurried outside and knelt before the guard, putting her head down to his feet, then lifting it, to attend his words. I was startled at seeing the gowned slave outside the kennel, in the light. Before she had been much in the darkness of the kennel, away from the door. Now I saw that she was an incredibly beautiful woman, with a face and figure that might bring as much as a piece of gold off the block. She had long, dark hair, and a smooth olive skin. She might be mad, I thought, but she was such as one might expect to find chained beside a Ubar's throne. She might be an admiral's woman, or the slave of a polemarkos. - (Smugglers of Gor)