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Similarly, one day was much as another for Elinor Brinton, the female work slave in the camp of Rask of Treve. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 15, Sentence #892)

Neither of them noticed me. One day became another in the secret war camp of Rask of Treve. The tarnsmen, in their flights, did not have much luck, and many were the times when they returned, their saddle packs empty, their saddles bare of helpless beauties lashed across them. Similarly, one day was much as another for Elinor Brinton, the female work slave in the camp of Rask of Treve. She rose at dawn and, until dusk, with her work companions, performed her repetitive, servile tasks. After the night feeding, she, with her work companions, would be ordered to the slave shed, where they would be locked for the night, only to be summoned again in the morning, ordered from the shed, for another round of their labors, tasks fit for such as they, female work slaves. I learned to iron and sew, and to cook and clean. - (Captive of Gor)