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I would then be gagged, and have my wrists taken behind me, and bound there, together, behind the post, to the tying ring, that I might not even be able to rise to my feet, that I might be well held in place, on my knees, until it might please masters to free me, perhaps to work, perhaps to be beaten. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #139)

Had I been able I would have cried outside his tent, struggling even with the guard for entrance. But my puny strength would have availed me naught. Doubtless I would be cuffed and taken to a post, and knelt there, my back against it, opposite the low tying ring. I would then be gagged, and have my wrists taken behind me, and bound there, together, behind the post, to the tying ring, that I might not even be able to rise to my feet, that I might be well held in place, on my knees, until it might please masters to free me, perhaps to work, perhaps to be beaten. My needs, those of a slave, were of no interest to the men. They would decide when, and if, they were to be satisfied. I wanted to seek the feet of Rask of Treve, on my belly, abjectly, as befits a slave; I wanted to cover them with soft, abundant cascades of hair, water them with salty, plentiful tears; I wanted to lick them, deferentially, lengthily, with a small, warm tongue; I wanted to kiss them, timidly, tenderly, again and again, over and over, pressing moist, hot, pleading, hopeful lips to them, not even daring to raise my eyes to his. - (Captive of Gor)