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| 31 | 154 | There was more laughter. |
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| 31 | 151 | How I View more quotes about feared">feared then what must be the kiss of the Gorean slave whip! "On your feet," said the auctioneer, "stand, hands clasped behind your neck, feet spread, as before, no, more widely!" The woman, sobbing, obeyed. |
| 31 | 152 | Then she cried out, again, helplessly. |
| 31 | 153 | "Do we not have a juicy pudding here?" inquired the auctioneer. |
| 31 | 154 | There was more laughter. |
| 31 | 155 | "She was, I wager," said a fellow, "once of high caste, so lofty and regal she was, but now she is revealed as only another tasta!" "They are all tastas," said another. |
| 31 | 156 | "Yes," agreed another. |
| 31 | 157 | Little love was lost between the higher castes and the lower castes. |