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Sometimes, to my fury, he had tried to put me from him, and had summoned other women to his tent, but often he would send them away again, and it would be I, El-in-or, who would again be summoned to the tent of scarlet canvas, red-silk lined, on its eight poles. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #20)

In the beginning, following my total conquest by Rask of Treve, I had been summoned night after night to his tent. I had served him in a delicious variety of ways, to our mutual pleasure, for I had been well trained. I had feared only that my imagination might fall short of the invention of new and exciting ways to please him. Sometimes, to my fury, he had tried to put me from him, and had summoned other women to his tent, but often he would send them away again, and it would be I, El-in-or, who would again be summoned to the tent of scarlet canvas, red-silk lined, on its eight poles. "Did master summon me?" I would ask. "El-in-or," he would say, opening his arms, and I would run to him. And then he no longer summoned other women to his tent. - (Captive of Gor)