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I lay on the floor, naked in the straw, a helpless slave girl, the property of men, who must do as they commanded her, and wept, and wept. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 11, Sentence #1077)

I shrieked with misery and ran across the cage, flinging myself into its back wall, pounding on it, and then I sank to my knees by the wall and, in rage and frustration, weeping and screaming, pounded on the steel plating of the floor. "Weep, El-in-or," said Ute. "Weep". I lay on the floor, naked in the straw, a helpless slave girl, the property of men, who must do as they commanded her, and wept, and wept. I mention two other bits of news, which, from the outside world of laughter and daylight, filtered into the straw-strewn, barred pens. Haakon of Skjern, from whom Targo had purchased his hundred northern beauties, now concluding their training, was in Ko-ro-ba. This news, for no reason I clearly understood, rendered Targo apprehensive. - (Captive of Gor)