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I heard a grunting noise, as of large animals, and, from the conversation in the tunnel, I knew these heavy, bestial sounds must have been emitted from tharlarion. I heard no new voices, either masculine or feminine, so I supposed the grooms must have retired for the night, and the stable slaves, if there were such, would be on their chains until dawn. The slavery of the stable slave is not one hoped for by girls in the presale exposition cages or waiting at the foot of a block, for their turn to be shown to men. Stable slaves often have their heads shaved, for purposes of cleanliness. They are, of course, at the disposal of the grooms. I heard the unlatching of a wagon gate and then I was lifted and thrust, head first, onto the floor of the wagon bed, near the gate, and the gate was closed. The wagon moved a fraction, as its draw beasts stirred. - (Plunder of Gor)