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The Lady Bina, sitting on an improvised chair, formed from a box, fastidiously licked her fingers. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 64, Sentence #155)

That designation would have seemed the absolute opposite of what she was, or, perhaps better, of what she seemed to be. But who knew the interior life of such a person, her dreams, her wants, her needs? Who would know that she wanted to kneel at the feet of a master, in his chains? On Gor Paula had found herself as she wanted to be, collared, and owned. I suspected that in many women there is a "slut," or, perhaps better, and far more helpless and vulnerable, and far more desirable and exciting, a slave? We spoke softly. The Lady Bina, sitting on an improvised chair, formed from a box, fastidiously licked her fingers. Most Gorean free women would kneel, their knees closely together. Both Kurik, my master, and Drusus Andronicus, sat about, cross-legged, which is common with Gorean men. In taverns, and most domiciles, at least in the "high cities," the tables are low, and men sit about them cross-legged, and free women kneel at them. - (Plunder of Gor)